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Rei ˙⋆✮ 19 ˙⋆✮ she/her

๑ I write for the Avatar (2009) fandom on this blog.

ᐟ.ᐟ Some of my works are 18+. MDNI on those, but non-explicit fics are available to all.

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Pt 2 of Gibson Girl - Neteyam Sully fic

DMD - Jake Sully fic

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I do not use AI.

[me8t]

like your daddy taught you

[evanesick]

I AM S I C KK KK K K

[broughtchaburger]

I think it's really interesting how we can see Quaritch reassessing Neytiri in this moment. Up until this point he really has not taken the Na'vi seriously, and views them as tree huggers who may fight back when attacked, but believes they aren't an actual threat. In this scene Quaritch is threatening to kill Kiri in order to get Jake to stand down, and it's only when Neytiri is willing to inflict that same violence and threatens to kill Spider that he begins to take her seriously

[evanesick]

He’s still playing games with a mother who just lost her firstborn. the RDA also learned this when the tulkun fought back in A3

[nat-but-free]

rewatched atwow

[evanesick]

opened neteyam twitter and immediately received 99 bullets to the chest.

[evanesick]

On July 4th I saw family which means I was immersed in the younger generations lingo while remembering phrases from my own youth. I say some of these.

so anyway.

Says “fax” - Lo’ak, Rotxo

Says “type shit” - Ao’nung, Lo’ak, Kiri

Says “say Wallahi” - Spider, Lo’ak, Neteyam (happened by accident)

Says “on Kirk”, “lowkirkuinely”, or any variation of charlie kirk - Spider, Rotxo, Lo’ak, Tsireya

Says “Jarvis, ____” or “Computer, ____” - Kiri, Ao’nung, Lo’ak

Says “That’s peak” - Neteyam, Ao’nung, Lo’ak, Rotxo

Says “noob vs hacker” - Spider, Lo’ak, Kiri

Says “genuinely” 24/7 - Tsireya, Lo’ak, Neteyam

Says “Chud” - Lo’ak, Ao’nung, Spider, Rotxo

Says “Cooked” - Ao’nung, Neteyam, Tsireya, Lo’ak, Kiri

Says “shook” - Jake

Says “lit” - Jake

[me8t]

im a mosaic of everyone i've ever loved, or whatever

[evanesick]

no ballz

Ao’nung tries to be nonchalant

Lo’ak thinks 6 7 is peak comedy and still thinks Kanye is a good person

Spider rage baits like it’s a competitive sport

Neteyam is performative AS FUCK

[hyyl18]

TAG GAME GUYS

TAG YOUR MOOTS AND MAKE THEM EXPLAIN THEIR USERNAMES LORE

Starting with me:

Hyyl18 because when i was youngest i had a group in a random app with some friends and i didnt knew qhat username to use so i decided to create one with things i used to read since we were talking abt fanfic in this group so: Hot Yaoi Yuri Lemon +18 stuff (i was in my dirty era dont dare to judge me). Hyyl18 thats it. Now i use it everywhere yay

@patroclus-is-the-bigger-person @b4rty-r0s13r-w1ll-fck-y0ur-m0m @cuntyteardrop @glassesgirlies @leninthestarlight @bardorsomethinglikethat anyone else who wanna join tbh yay

[patroclus-is-the-bigger-person]

so I was just finished with reading song of achilles, highly recommend, made me sob, and achilles pissed me off, like the pride was mental, so I thought that patroclus, my king, deserved some well deserved love and appreciation. The bigger person part is in no way at all a tribute to me because I am the petty bitch you will ever have the displeasure of coming across

@bardorsomethinglikethat @achillesfinch14 @bartdrawssometimes

[bardorsomethinglikethat]

@hyyl18

basically bards are important in my book series, and that was inspired from the bard yaskier from the Witcher, and I feel like it was something he'd say about himself so I went with that.

Your guy's lore is hilarious btw 🤣

@isoldmysoultothefae @mustard-in-a-bottle @st4ry3mi @ellie-moonbeam

[isoldmysoultothefae]

I like faes and my Ao3 user is isoldmysoultothefae and your girl is indecisive when it comes to users

Open tags

[crowthesapphic]

I want my nickname to be crow so it’s my online name and I’m very gay

@whoopcacao @woahlookatthatcoolbird @eggsuperiority @ameliasmith1313 @heyimriver @bisexualawesomeness

[woahlookatthatcoolbird]

One of my favorite memes is the "look at all those chickens", I like birds and a word I use alot is Woah

@qwerty-sky @legendaryllamawolf @stargazer56cipher @fishymari @rooksterooni @astrax-nemo @yippeewhoohwooeeppiy @oddity101 + anyone who also wants to!

[astrax-rayo]

purely because i searched ‘latin names for star things’ one day which somehow shortened to astrax over time and then nemo because. fish

@seizetheday1 @commiemare @nicryukyo

@rapidminecrafter @kweeche @allaboutofmusicwithibukimioda @sunshine-snake @eefogirl @forgetful-crowe @astelbanana @littlechaoscryptid @gloomycoffinn and anyone else who’d like to join

[sunshine-snake]

'sunshine-snake' because "sunshine" i just decided oneday i was going to be my online name, and snake since i kind of make a hissing sound (that sounds like a snake) when i laugh sometimes :3

open tags! (who i'm tagging below the cut) :) /nf

@beanzdabean @gaysnake43 @iicor @yourlocalavian @wiltingtu1ips @ver-astroii @lunathetunaaa @autopilotangel @toadfree @maedaeeee @elilovestrafficsmp @iwishfishwerereal @biteygremlinanon @nerd-alerts @mcytobsessedshine @foxeroni @purrrrplecats @bucket-of-axilotl @fledgeheart @goodtimeswithshane @sea-jellie-thoguhts @ellie-star @ihavebeenstrippedfrommywhimsy @dawn-but-different @opalizedninjacat @vivaciousmessypixie @chocolate-croissant50 @mare-the-gupxolotl @cherryseed7 @merthaevelynk @blue-jay27 @phoenixrainsfire413 @multishipper33 @vickysnowpawz + anyone else /nf

[opalizedninjacat]

I used to have my most common iser name be ninjapoweredcat because that's what my dad gave me on the home computer in my youth. Then I found out what opalization was and thought "huh, that's cool" and thus opalizedninjacat.

[sparkleblast73]

I’m just really sentimental and get attached to things and this was my first username and now I use it a lot of places but I kinda want to change it because there’s not really a good thing to call me XD

@phantumpthetransgender @phoenixrainsfire413 @toadfree @notsticks-notsticks @yuritadami10akayurihoshi @maybe-not-daily-permit-office @saphirenerd @trafficjamming9 @sunshine-snake @yourlocalavian @merthaevelynk + open tags!

[sunshine-snake]

(originally was hellohellohellohellohello3759 but i changed it to sunshine-snake)

sunshine because that's my online name, and snake because sometimes when i laugh it sounds like a snake hissing ;)

open tags! (who i'm tagging below the cut) :) /nf

@beanzdabean @gaysnake43 @iicor @yourlocalavian @wiltingtu1ips @ver-astroii @lunathetunaaa @autopilotangel @toadfree @maedaeeee @elilovestrafficsmp @iwishfishwerereal @biteygremlinanon @nerd-alerts @mcytobsessedshine @foxeroni @purrrrplecats @bucket-of-axilotl @fledgeheart @goodtimeswithshane @sea-jellie-thoguhts @ellie-star @ihavebeenstrippedfrommywhimsy @dawn-but-different @opalizedninjacat @vivaciousmessypixie @chocolate-croissant50 @mare-the-gupxolotl @cherryseed7 @merthaevelynk @blue-jay27 @i-had-a-bad-feeling @sparkleblast73 @lavendersongz @kitkat-moon-flameflower @raynilikescats + anyone else :)) /nf

[twistinghalo]

once upon a time I wanted a user of mine to be twistingcolors, but I forgot about it, and a couple years later I actually made an account for something, but I’d forgotten what I originally wanted and thought it was twistinghalo. I honestly like it better this way, so I never changed it

Honorable mention to my other common user, Sage_brush57, because I like the plant sage and the number 7. the 5 is there for fun

@magpie-exists @limegreenjuice @vaeh2011 @borealismage @thegracefuljay

[borealismage]

When I first started playing minecraft, my username was boreal_mage. I didn't like it at first, but grew to love is. So when I made this account, I changed it to Borealis. Because I love the northern lights and Mage because I love magic.

So yea, you'll always see me as BorealisMage/Borealis_Mage

@sages-dick-joke-mutual @gingersmidge @withered--ivy

[sages-dick-joke-mutual]

thats rad as hell dude.

I changed it once to ErosSurvives and then @sage0clock said something like "nooo you're my dick joke mutual" (my previous user was shiny-and-domesticated-dih after god read shinyandchromediehistoric wrong) so now sage always knows who I am.

(also yes sage that was a tag for the tag game)

@shaethecrow (+ open tags cause I keep misspellings them. I just woke up)

[juliette-demon]

Me and my bestie irl always joke about me being a baptized demon and them an unbaptized angel. Juliette is my "French name", it's a thing my French teacher always does cause it's easier to learn French using names that fit with the language than using names that sound kinda out of place. Also Juliette_demon_666 is my Minecraft gamertag sooo

@justarandomart @twoastricts @cheeto8

If you wanna join :)

[cheeto8]

Yay id love to!!

During covid me and my friends at the time all made up these sort of code names for each other. Most of my friends who were girls had names that are usually more ‘boy’ names and vice versa because we thought it was funnier, but somehow I still ended up with the name ‘Cheeto.’ Which is still really funny to me considering they didn’t even know i was genderqueer lol

And I have synesthesia so the number 8 is a really nice shade of blue, i think just cheeto was taken lol

I have so many mutuals and there’s no way i’m going to be able to remember everyone so im so sorry if i forget to tag someone i promise its not personal lol

@mixigrave @periwinklepaint @uncooked-glass @astreatrappedinthevoid @cinnamon-quails @caninishere @dannymaga @flyingducksoup @goldthenugget @graveyardfisher @rosieeladybug @tunayayo @thorneyflowers @thelimelightisinvisible @imshakingitforshakespeare @is-this-permaneant @puffipetunia @sentientvolcano @hartogtm @jonas-ct @kyurikool @kirachaos888 @myhouseofcardsshallsoonfall06 @notsticks-notsticks @verdantdrawzstories @thegremlininyourcloset + open tags!

[thelimelightisinvisible]

Thank you for tagging me!

I named myself Limelight after a particular user on here who had a username that was basically "colorname-lawlight". Now, I didn't know lawlight was a ship name, so I just put a color and the word light. I added "invisible" because invisiblity because is the superpower I'd probably want most.

(Also limelight is an actual word and I found it cool at the time. I still do)

Open tags + @andr3w-the-d0dgeb4ll @unguidedhand @peskyvinot @pallythesimp @bloodofaninnocentbird @kianf1sh @kewoosh @girlcreate27 @airlocksandaviaries @mayonnaise-is-overrated

(sorry if I forgot to tag someone I know, I'm just tired rn)

[peskyvinot]

thanks for tagging me :)

i love my name so much and I've created it when i was 9 lol. i combined the first time of my irl name (i love to go by it as well so idc if tumblr knows it. its Victoria) and the last name of an animal i really liked back then. but the thing is, when i first typed it out in english i pronounced vinot as "vi-not" and at the time i Really liked the phrase "why not". i was 12 and the english language still felt like the fancy langauge of american movies (it was aesthetic), so i stuck with it. most of my platforms have that name on it, i either add song names at the end (abbriviated) or some funky words. and when i came on here i just grabbed my Twitter handle. made it in 2021 to post hermitcraft on that account so. it was all the rave back then. there were quite a few "pesky" moots of mine on there

i have no clue who doesnt wanna be tagged so sorry just gonna put some peeps that came to mind @heartgamer26-art-stop @whimsicalmists @irlctubbo @epicfranb

[heartgamer26-art-stop]

Thanks for tagging me! So the first part of my name is across all my socials because I do content and want to be consistent. Now the 'heart' part comes from me having a heart condition or a CHD called tricuspid atresia. The 'gamer' part is kind of obvious, I enjoying gaming so I'm a gamer. 26 is my favorite number and part of my birthday. As for the 'art stop' when I originally created my tumblr it was for my art either original or fanarts. Now for the tagging. Sorry if you didn't want to be tagged but @krakenbubble @daiya-what @khaos-creator @sapphire-heart-tippy

[khaos-creator]

Ooooooo ok!

So the name in of itself is a just referring to me making random stuff and whatever “chaos” i get into

The different spelling of chaos though is in reference to greek mythology.

Specifically the first “entity”, Khaos. Sometimes portrayed as a proper entity and other times seen more as the event, the “before” when the gods of earth and time and love hadn’t even come to be yet.

I’m really into mythology so I thought it’d be a good fit!

Next to be tagged: @strangepiine @3000-200-grains-of-salt @necrozhun @sleepybunnysnail

[strangepiine]

Oh boy, this should be fun!

So the 'piine' part of my username is just because I really like pine trees, and the extra i is a holdover spelling quirk from my old username 'Dynastiies' (Although, it was Dynastiiies with three i's here, because someone stole my username, no im not salty.)

The 'Strange' part though, comes from my Persona!

He's named largely out of my feeling of being a stranger to myself sometimes! (haha...wonder why....) So when i charged usernames i wanted to tie back into him more, and since hes a tree i just said fuck it :-P

TAG YOUR IT: @sharpjay217 (even tho i know yours pretty much i think its silly) and anyone else who wants to yall are scary to tag LOL

[sharpjay217]

Ohhhh, Stranger beloved!! <3

Okay, so. I was a Warriors kid way back in the day, and while I didn't have an account I haunted the Warrior Cats Forums of the time. And I mean the old forums, the ones I think you can only find via Way Back Machine now.

But, back on track, I used to spend a lot of my time finding cool warrior names and writing them down, making little catalogs of names and combos. Sharpjay comes from that, one of the many names I found while looking around the forums, and it was the one that stuck with me.

Meanwhile, the numbers are literally just the date the first Sharpjay account was made. February 2017, I believe? The plan at the time was to change the numbers with each new account, but I ended up getting attached to it as it was and sticking with it!

Fun fact! I used to go by Sanddapple, and I think if one of my friends hadn't chosen "Sandy" as their warrior name prefix I might have still been Sandy to this day. It's what finally convinced me to switch to a new username!

Uhhhhhh, tagging, ummmmm. @5dbuckbox @cosmic-cimsoc @djfalloutwolf @lostinthe-void-666 woe be upon ye'. No pressure, of course!

[cosmic-cimsoc]

thankyou for tagging me hi hello okayso. Picture. little baby me is not a warrior cats kid so much as a wolves kid. you understand. i introduced myself to my friends as part wolf this was my identity to them. and little baby me wants to play minecraft with their friends and i am forever and always horrendous at coming up with names. so of course i ask my good friend for advice and he bestows upon me ✨️ xXCosmicWolfXx ✨️ WHICH. i do not use. because even little baby me thought that would be A Bit Much. instead i tone it down to the respectable CosmicWolf88 i do not remember where the numbers came from. then. another friend and i had a bit where we reversed our minecraft usernames ? i also do not remember why ? but thus once i decided it was time to adapt the stalwart CosmicWolf88 into something much less distinctly Early Username, i pulled cimsoc from the reversed username bit and it stuck (<- that is my user in several other places atm). unfortunately as a fairly simple name it's sometimes taken before i can get it, so in those cases i expand it back to some variant on cosmic-cimsoc because it uses both other username versions and i like the mirroring effect. The End....

hi guys. no pressure but Hiiiiii

@morayarray @greenscreenvoid @muffinsgoodformagic @june-supernova

[greenscreenvoid]

thanks for the tag!!

anyway i dont really have a good answer to this ?? like i think i just needed a minecraft username in high school and i didnt like my old one (really corny lol) so i chose it kinda randomly and it stuck? idk i'm not that crazy about it nowadays, but It's My Name Now. also the carbon part is completely separate one of my alt usernames is/was carbon9904 but it was taken on instagram so i wound up using greenscreenvoid instead. i've never had any problems with it being in use which is nice! and i think its fairly easy to remember and pronounce even if its on the long side

@valzenlux @coyotemaximum @salvificidoloris (i know why but whatever) @sealiens no pressure but yk

[coyotemaximum]

TEEHEE THANKS FOR THE TAG!!!

it's really quite shrimple! i'm a coyote therian, and my full name is maximum (after trigun maximum). for my transformers sideblog (@coyotemaximal) i just took maximal from beast wars 😭 probably boring but! i like the ring of it <3

uhh @voltaero @sphingidaes @bad-facsimile @marshmeowlow @softwaluigi @chilblainz @boxchewr @edenlogistics @mxgic-dxncing @punkrock-valentine @cakeboppop @autisticratchet (i know some of these but i'm still tagging <3)

[voltaero]

Thank you!!

Voltaero comes from a tf oc i have yet to flesh out beyond witty philosopher with Deistic leanings and i was tired of mh old username. Kinda boring but it’s chill

Tags: @8dontask @fallisl1fe @heycerulean i don’t know enough people and well enough to tag people </3

[fallisl1fe]

Ooo a tag game?? Im intrigued!

My username is a mash up between the best season ever and a vine! I was born in the fall, which also happens to be one of my favorite seasons because of halloween (I love spooky things!). Trees also tend to turn beautiful shades of red and orange where I live!

The "islife" part comes from both the vine joking about the basketball term "ball is life" where Cinderella misunderstands the statement as meaning "dancing is life" and the fact that Autumn is something I'll love for life lol

After that it just stuck and now my name is Fall! (The A is pronounced like in "Alligator")

@glitchgh0sty @innome0 @sideswipesjetpack

@madcoincidence @reader-from-nowhere @cosmique-oddity @shad0w-n1nja5 @sock-has-rock Tag you're it! >:D

[shad0w-n1nja5]

thank you for the tag!!

ive been asked a few times if my name came from Shadow the Hedgehog, but it actually comes from Ninjago!

years ago when my siblings and i used to play block city wars on our nanas ipad, they were named after something from pokemon (i dont remember what), but i was obsessed with lego Ninjago and wanted to be a ninja lmao, i tried out a few different "types" of ninja but at one point my brother suggested "Shadow Ninja" and thats stuck ever since

(the 5 at the end was only added because Shad0w-N1nja was taken)

@theroyalcatten @therightatriumoftheheart @polarpasteque @mostlyvoid-partiallyturtles @y3s-n0-maybe

[mostlyvoid-partiallyturtles]

Ok so fun fact: this isn’t my original username

My original username was night-vale-city-council

Then about three years ago I changed it to what it is now: a combined reference to WTNV (mostly void, partially stars) and TMNT (turtles)

Not tagging anyone bc I’m too tired, anyone can join if they want

[echora-aura]

Hopping in on the train from prev!

Echora_aura is in two parts

Echora: Echo is bc I like how “echo” sound, the ending comes from my irl name (not telling 🤫 you can guess if you like)

Aura is just an additional to differentiate myself from others who may use “Echora”

My online name is Rau which comes from the “ra_au” section just fused, so Rau!

I also go by Raucarus/RaunotIcarus in some spaces which is basically my alt username, just my online name, Rau, with Icarus bc it’s one of my favorite tropes/greek myths

WHOOPS FORGOT TAGS

@silly-blue-gosling @hyperfixatedmythosgirl @liamthesnail @swagerly @kounelisbrunch @buymyfinepies @sir-froggs @randomperson3071 @sothis39

[silly-blue-gosling]

thanks for the tag Rau!

okay so the first two are fairly simple, i am silly and my favorite color is blue

the third one came kinda sorta from a scheme i had to get my friends to see project hail mary with me by sending them a picture of ryan gosling every day so by the time it came out they would have to go see it and now ryan gosling has just become a massive part of my personality

umm anyways here are the tags feel free to join if you wanna @wolfymakes @thefourthnorn @nachtwaechterin @itshamwich @boatemholes @

[itshamwich]

thank you for the tag !!!

okay so this username has actually only been in use since November although I've been using it on Instagram for longer lol. my original username was stripesperhaps which is a reference to a line from sweeney todd in by the sea and also to the fact that I wear stripes pretty much every day lol. then in November I actually started to post here so I changed my user name to match my Instagram so it became itshamwich. hamwich is a reference to when magno calls haymitch hamwich on page 348 of sunrise on the reaping. I really like sandwiches and I have a funny reputation of getting my name messed up a bunch so I thought this was fitting. also I am a massive hunger games and haymitch fan lol. I really like the 2 part aspect of stripesperhaps so that's why I added the "its" in front. I do still love stripesperhaps but I have such a bond to itshamwich now lol. I love it so much and I think it suits me so I think it will be here forever. I'm itshamwich forever now lol

that was a lot lol but I like talking about this lol

also its funny when my friends read sotr and they are like "I know why you're hamwich now lol" also if they mention hamwich in the movie I'll be so so so happy lol

tags!! (no pressure of course): @boatemholes, @the-knockoff-gilbert-blythe, @rylandgraceisace, @epicmilly and anyone else!!!!

[rylandgraceisace]

Thank you for the tag @itshamwich !!!!

My username is basically saying Ryland Grace is Asexual so Ryland Grace is ace! Could also mean that he’s ace as in cool as he is very cool!

Tags if you want to: @diannedecomposed @mangoesssssssssssssssssssssssss @boatemholes @yelloflamingo

[yelloflamingo]

mine's based on my ao3 handle and personal insta one but slightly anonimyized ✨ i don't think i'm that creative lol

if you want to join in!! : @iv-135729

[iv-135729]

hehe thank you for the tag! my favorite number is four, so IV became my art signature, and thus became my username! the 135729 is just kind of random idk hehe

i was actually just thinking about this kind of tag game last night lol tags if you're interested: @frankensteinmf @kit69-96 @dickesende @temprpeppr @coat-of-many-colors @stabwho @pavilarg0 @mind-dmp @cl0wnb0yyy @00frisbeedog00 @gorg-go-gay @dr4gon-the-creature @amongrascals @nightmar3ofyou @bugboyxeno @0llierawr @fiqhtclub

[pavilarg0]

Thank you for the tag. My username comes from this fuck

@mr-patty-bateman @believeinthe-enemy and open tags

[believeinthe-enemy]

TY 4 THE TAG^_< my username is an mcr lyric!!! my fav off of danger days,,, destroya

@mr-patty-bateman @glubglubfishdude @eywaschild777 + open tags

[eywaschild777]

:333333 my username is based off of the fact that in source the reason for my birth was purely because of eywas will

@l0b0t0m1z3dx @emarteri @thesoulofeywa @4fingeredfreak

OPEN TAGSSSS

[4fingeredfreak]

AYEEEE

my username is just ao’nung mocking me in source before our fight 😭😭

@naviwithsomesavi @1291115 @kat-cafee @itskekeelise @s0litarylotus @micemeesegeese @localjellyfish

[itskekeelise]

and yk what twin i totally knew that i totally didn’t have to go back to the fight on the beach and rewatch that totally…yeah…

mine, it’s just my nickname + my middle name i was on some lazy shit but whateva

@lejardinfleur i’m really curious as for yours, @neteyamurmakto @eywas-stargirl uhhh uhhhh

OPEN TAGS PLEASE I CANT THINK

[lejardinfleur]

thank you for the tag, keke !!!

j and f are my initials ! so when i made my tumblr back in college i wanted to include them somewhere without giving away my full name. at the time i was in the trenches of french class, and i decided on le jardin fleur, which i know is grammatically incorrect… pls dont come for me.

it translates literally to “the garden flower” but in proper french it would be “la fleur du jardin” !

french flowers are the vibe i was going for 😌 oui oui ! c’est vraiment ! (this is also why my exclamation points social distance from the last word in a sentence… also french)

and though i took french since i was a child, i am not fluent 🥲

i’d love to know about your usernames !! but no pressure ☺️ @junebugonjupiter @wiilddogs

[junebugonjupiter]

Thanks for the tag!

So for mine, I wanted something that sounded whimsical and had my fingerprint in it, but was not fandom specific.

Junebug was something my friend called me exactly one time because we were joking around and naming bugs that sounded close to our real names. Turns out I really liked it though, so Junebug stuck.

Then Jupiter the planet because the alliteration was nice! And also Zeus/Jupiter was always the answer when I would take those Percy Jackson godly parent quizzes in middle school.

I'll tag @eywas-stargirl and @lumilily

[eywas-stargirl]

thank you!!

so since i was like 8 all my usernames had star in it cuz i was into dc and i really liked starfire. i thought she was just the prettiest ever. so that was a theme all my usernames have had.

and since i wanted this to be an avatar blog i wanted something relating to it and pretty sounding. these were some name ideas i had:

eywasdream

eywastouch

eywasstargirl

eywas-stargirl

eywassong

pandorasstar

i tried ones without the star but they just didn't feel right yk. so eventually i settled for eywas-stargirl

@evanesick and @beautifullytragicmess

[evanesick]

Yayyy thank you @eywas-stargirl

My username is a play on the word evanescence. I chose it because I was looking for a word that I liked the sound of, and this one describes the impermanence of nature. Also I wanted my blog to be music themed and we all know the band Evanescence. It just fit.

tagging @payzkanani

[neteyamurmakto]

not mine. credits in the pic

HUSBANDDD

[evanesick]

Wowowow Ur writing is AMAZING

After party... too good and when neteyam came in I WAS DYING

will u do/plan a part 2 for this fic? (pls Neteyam x y/n...) 🥹

OFC up to u! Love ur work and ur writing style 🫶🫶

thank you!! i did end it so a part 2 is possible. guys i need ideas for a part 2 lowk

[evanesick]

need a Human + College AU. part 2 where neteyam fucks us😭😭 loved it

debating making a part 2 with Neteyam and Ao’nung that picks up where first fic left off OR making just a neteyam x reader fic that takes place on a separate occasion.

what do yall prefer?

[chun491784]

Neteyam, Lo'ak, Kiri in my modern AU

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▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||| 1:46 After Party

˙⋆✮ Lo’ak Sully x Reserved Reader x Best Friend Tsireya

๑ Synopsis: Human + College AU. Your best friend Tsireya takes you to an off campus party with a strict warning not to end up in the wrong arms. You won’t listen, because something about a fuck boy entices you.

.ᐟ.ᐟ Warnings: MDNI, 18+ explicit, alcohol use, drug use, FFM threesome, oral (f receiving), unprotected p in v, sexual fluidity, spanking, inaccurate description of drug effects

w.c 7k

a/n: This is gonna be such a y/n fic but that’s okay. first smut fic on here not sure I like how it turned out ngl. I suck ass at writing smut so this is a crack fic.

For the start of the new semester, your best friend had made you promise you would accompany her to a party hosted by some of her friends. It was totally outside your comfort zone, but Tsireya didn’t care. She backhandedly complimented you on being too good of a student, and in retaliation you said you actually had to work for your degree because your dad wasn’t a leading professor. 

Tsireya was studying marine biology, and you knew deep down she was a hard worker. She also had a heart of gold that made it virtually impossible for anyone to stay mad at her for long, so when she hid your laptop and refused to give it back until she saw you drunk, you relented. 

“Just don’t talk to Lo’ak.” Tsireya warned on a Friday night. 

She was behind you with a curling iron as the two of you sat on your knees in front of a full length mirror that had lost its stand. 

“Why? ‘Cause you still like him?” You giggled. 

Four months ago, it became a well known fact around the school that the two biggest party people had become a thing. It lasted exactly eight weeks and two days before you found Tsireya yelling into her phone and boldly blocking Lo’ak’s contact. 

She was seen with his tongue down her throat a week after that. 

“No, silly.” Tsireya laughed with you, and squeezed your arm affectionately. “Because he’s disgusting. And if you let him get his hands on you… It’ll be a wreck.” 

Her words had the opposite effect on you. You hadn’t told her that it had been a while since you had gotten laid, though you assumed she could probably guess it. You could barely remember what it was like to be dopey and intoxicated and not giving two shits about the next morning. You had tried it twice in your freshman year and then decided it wasn’t for you. Still, you refused to give Tsireya the glory of knowing it hadn’t truly taken much convincing to get you out of your shared apartment for this one night.

As Tsireya curled your hair, you began to wonder what it would be like to have the attention of someone of Lo’ak’s reputation. He was wild and had a knack for finding, or creating, a thrill in just about anything. He was the type of boy any decent father would keep away from his kids. 

He was the type of boy you wanted to see tonight. 

“There. Like it?” Tsireya disrupted your daydreaming and held a mirror behind your freshly done hair. 

“Perfect. Thank you, Reya.” You touched the ends of your hair, still warm from the curler.

“I’m going to finish getting ready.” She ran her fingers through your curls and applied some oil to keep it fresh. “We’ll leave in twenty, okay?” 

You petted your hair again and nodded. 

Thirty minutes later you were next to her in the uber, anxiously picking at some lint on your shirt. This wasn’t you. You didn’t dress up to go drink and fuck some random. You didn’t dirty dance to loud music, hell, you had stiff ass hips. 

Briefly, you pictured your warm bed and your laptop and your cold take-out leftovers from last night but just as you were planning an escape, the car arrived at its destination. 

You hesitated long enough that the driver gave you a sideways glance through the rearview mirror, and then Tsireya was beckoning you with quick flicks of her wrist. 

“Come on!”

You decided to take a good look at your personal hell, and you were surprised to see it was actually a decent looking house. The front yard was maintained and even had stone steps leading to a brilliant blue front door. It was two stories with a white picket fence and you tilted your head to the side in confusion. 

If this was a frat house, it could win an award from the frat HOA.

“Not there.” Tsireya took your hand when you started toward the front door. “He wants us to use the side door.”

You didn’t get to ask who he was, because Tsireya was pushing you by the shoulder blades onto the perfectly trimmed grass to the open side gate at the left side of the property. Now you could hear the music and see those ugly blinking lights that came with every low budget DJ set. 

“Don’t be nervous. You look good.” Tsireya squeezed your arm for what would not be the last time that night when you made it to the side of the house. 

“You think so?” You took a deep breath and focused on the music. Already, it was too loud. You winced as Tsireya pushed you closer to the closed garage door.

“I know so.” She smiled and reached for the door knob, but it swung open from the other side. 

“Oh!”

“Reya?” A man with curly blond hair asked in surprise before he broke into a smile.

“Hey, Spider.” Tsireya smiled back and stepped over the threshold. You stuck like glue to her as she talked with the blond guy who was wearing faded jeans and a t-shirt that smelled of weed. 

As Tsireya chatted with Spider, you scanned the room. This was in fact not the small party you had been promised. The garage was filled with sweaty bodies that moved to and behind the mediocre mix the hobby DJ had put on. In the furthest corner of the garage was an old torn couch with a case of room temp beer. On the other end of the couch was a couple who had been remarkably successful with creating their own world. 

“... With your brother. Dude, he’s gonna be fucking pissed when he comes home.” The man named Spider was laughing. Tsireya giggled and shrugged. 

“Then I better make the most of it now.” 

“Uh-huh. Catch ya in a bit. They ordered brownies from some shady chick on Marketplace.” Spider disappeared behind the garage door and it slammed shut behind him, effectively sealing you and Tsireya to your fates.

Tsireya tugged you along as pushed her way through the tipsy crowd, ignoring most. You survived the crowd and pushed past the garage door leading into the house. 

It was a pleasant surprise to say the least. You had expected the house to be borderline gross, with sticky floors, a putrid scent, and stained furniture. 

But the house was decorated in warm lights and a thoughtful color scheme of warm blues and greens and yellows. Carpets were placed strategically around the living room space and den, elements to the design as much as the furniture pieces were. A dark green accent wall was the furthest from where you stood, with decorative vinyls pinned to the wall. The couch up against it was a navy blue and sitting on it was Kiri and another girl. 

You knew Kiri, after all you shared two classes with her. She was majoring in environmental science, and the age old question of wanting to be her or be with her was a frequent whenever you saw her. You were entranced by her soft hair that fell just right, the polished rings on her fingers, and the effortless air that surrounded her. The few times you had spoken to her, she talked slow and easy like she was putting you to sleep.

The girl she was talking to was giggling at whatever she was saying, and Kiri pressed a lit joint into her palm. You didn’t know who she was, but you felt immensely envious in that moment. 

“Who’s house is this?” You asked Tsireya. Behind the weed you picked up on lingering notes of… Clove?

“Oh. It’s just- Lo’ak!” Tsireya exclaimed. 

Headed toward you was the man you both dreaded and yearned to see. 

“Reya! Where you been hiding, babygirl?” He turned sideways to squeeze between a group gathered at the kitchen island, keeping his beer can up high to prevent it from knocking elbows. 

“Away from you.” Tsireya folded her arms across her chest in defiance. 

Lo’ak snorted and made a point of looking her up and down. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, and Lo’ak’s sharp eyes immediately fell on you. 

“Who’s this?” Lo’ak circled you once like some predatory bird and you could smell his heavy hand of cologne. 

“This is my friend,” Tsireya didn’t smile as she introduced you. She kept her body between the both of you, her final act of heroism. 

“Nice to meet you.” Lo’ak winked at you over his beer can and you felt your cheeks flush. “Welcome to my humble little party.”

Tsireya rolled her eyes but said nothing as you nodded and mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’. 

“Was that the shortest thing you had?” Lo’ak said as he jutted his chin at your dress. 

Your mouth fell open in shock and you quickly smoothed your hands over the skirt. It was barely above your knees, and you swallowed hard as you realized it wasn’t just the shortest thing in your closet, but the shortest thing you had ever worn.

“Lo, stop it!” Tsireya finally broke into a smile as she pushed his shoulder. “God, you’re so gross!” 

“What?” Lo’ak laughed and held his hands up in surrender. “It’s cute! Modest and shit, I get it.” 

By now you were beet red, and you knew Lo’ak could tell by the way he was smirking at you. 

“Let’s get you girls something to drink, yeah?” 

Tsireya followed after him with an eagerness that made you question how serious she was about her earlier warning. You followed behind them, observing Lo’ak critically. He was wearing some loose jeans that fell low enough you could see the band of his underwear. He wore a simple t-shirt, uninteresting jewelry, one pierced ear, and a carabiner with more keychains on it than keys. 

What an idiot. 

You thought, though your gaze remained glued on his slutty waist when he raised his arms to get the attention of someone on the other side of the kitchen island. 

“Do you want some?” Tsireya was pouring herself a cup of a reddish orange drink from a plastic punch dispenser. 

“What is it?” 

“Don’t know. Rotxo made it, and he always puts hella liquor in his shit.” She smiled. 

You pursed your lips together in disapproval, but Tsireya met you with an equally challenging glare. 

“Come on. Don’t be like that. You’re here now, you should try to enjoy it.” She petted your arm and offered you a taste of the drink. You sighed, took the smallest of sips, and immediately gagged. 

“What the fuck?” You sputtered. 

Tsireya and Lo’ak burst into laughter. 

“That shit’s nasty. I’ll get you a real drink.” Lo’ak wrapped an arm around your shoulders and you nearly pushed him away, until you realized Tsireya was smiling at you. 

“I’m gonna talk to Kiri. I’ll be right back.” She said quickly, barely giving you any time to reply before she was weaving through the crowd. 

“Don’t worry. I won’t bite.” Lo’ak grinned. “Why are you so tense? Loosen up.” He squeezed your shoulder and you hoped the heat on your face wasn’t showing through your makeup. 

You ended up in front of a cooler and Lo’ak rummaged through it before,

“You got a boyfriend?” He opened a beer can for you. 

“I would’ve brought him.” You sipped at the foam that had collected on the rim. 

“I don’t know. What if you’re fighting? Needed a distraction?” Lo’ak’s eyes were searching the room, and coming up empty. 

“You provide a lot of distractions, I’m guessing.” You said quietly. It wasn’t like you to be so bold. These comments were the ones you tended to keep inside your head. 

You had feared that Lo’ak would become defensive, as his type usually was. However, he tossed his head back and laughed, a deep sound that warmed your insides. 

“You’re cute.” He wrapped an arm around your waist with confidence. Any other day you would’ve pushed him away. But when he squeezed your hip, you only leaned in closer. 

Contrary to your personal belief, Lo’ak was surprisingly easy to talk to. You chatted about non-important things, which to him meant his classes. He flaunted his low GPA like it was something you would ever be jealous about, but his stupidity was endearing in a way. 

It didn’t take long for you to end up next to him on the couch when the lights were turned off except two small ones on the other side of the living room. Spider, the blond from earlier, had returned with the brownies and you shared one with Lo’ak who made a show of wiping chocolate from the corner of your mouth. 

The simple touch was enough to rile you up after two cups of mystery punch, and you ended up on Lo’ak’s lap before you knew it. For the first few minutes he kept his hands strictly on your waist, testing to see how far you’d go. When you kissed him and pushed your tongue into his mouth, Lo’ak’s hands moved to your ass and you felt the outline of him even through his jeans. 

Then he got bolder. It seemed almost routine for him as his hands trailed up your stomach and cupped your tits through your bra. He pushed them together and smiled when you gasped. 

“Come.” He pulled his hands away and lifted you up from his lap as if you weighed nothing. “Let’s take it upstairs.”

Tsireya and her warnings were long forgotten in your mind as you giggled and followed Lo’ak up the staircase and onto the second level. Your heart was racing as he leaned down to kiss you, took your wrist, and pulled you inside the second room. 

It was quieter here, but you could still feel the bass pumping through the very walls of the house as Lo’ak’s kisses became firmer. 

“You… You’re so soft.” He groaned as he pushed you to the wall and rewarded himself with handfuls of your ass under your skirt. “And you’ve been playing this game the whole night. I’ve seen it. You’ve been trying to get me to take a peek under this fucking skirt.” 

You smiled into his mouth and when he raised one of your legs to wrap around his hip, you obliged. 

“Maybe. Whatcha gonna do about it?” You teased. 

Lo’ak sighed in contentment and pressed his pelvis to yours, rubbing the length of him against your inner thigh. You were sticky between your legs as your pussy clenched around nothing, waiting impatiently. 

As Lo’ak kissed you, your fingers threaded into his long hair and pulled gently at the root. He groaned and pressed his thumbs into your hips, rubbing up and down as his fingers caught on the waistband of your skirt. 

His tongue pushed into yours and then flicked down to your bottom lip as a low laugh slipped past him. You smiled into his kiss and then pulled away. 

“You’re so weird.” You giggled. 

“Yeah?” Lo’ak pulled away, guided you to the bed and when your knees hit the edge, you fell back, bringing Lo’ak down with you. 

“Yeah. And still I wanna fuck you.” 

He slotted his knee between your legs and bent down to bite at your shoulder. 

“M’kay. Fuck me then.” 

The mystery punch had emboldened you to unrecognizable levels. You toyed with his shirt before finally dipping your fingers under it and feeling his stomach. Lo’ak shuddered as you raked your nails over his abs, and he responded with a surprisingly gentle kiss to your jaw. 

“You on the pill?”

“Yeah,” You rasped. 

“Good. Condoms don’t fit me.” 

“Oh, shut up.” You giggled but it turned into a gasp when Lo’ak stuck his tongue out and dragged a stripe from your neck to the valley of your breasts. One of his hands roamed your sides while his other kept him hovering above you. 

Then the door opened, and a beam of the hallway light struck your eyes. 

“Did it happen?” Tsireya giggled as she sauntered into the room and shut the door.  

You jumped and tried to push yourself away from Lo’ak, too embarrassed to be seen with the likes of him. 

“Yeah, baby, it did.” He laughed as he pushed himself off you. “You’re a real one, Rey.” 

Your eyes widened and you looked between Lo’ak and Tsireya, who was wearing a shy grin. 

“Tsireya? You sold me out?” You gasped but a laugh bubbled behind your surprise. 

Tsireya moved about the room with a comfortable familiarity that was unknown to you. Her hips guided her body around the furniture as if it was held in their memory, and you wondered how often she had truly been up here. 

“I didn’t ‘sell you out’.” Tsireya smiled apologetically. “I just knew you couldn’t resist if you were told no.” 

Your cheeks burned as she laid you out, plain and simple. Lo’ak tossed his head back and laughed as Tsireya pressed something into his palm. 

“What’s that?” You pressed. 

Lo’ak smirked at you and popped the pill. Then he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, and you saw the small, off-white pill with a smiley face stamped into it.

“Wanna try?” He washed it down with a swig of whatever disgusting mix he had grabbed from Rotxo’s suspicious punch dispenser. 

You looked over to see Tsireya’s reaction. 

“Up to you, love.” She murmured, but you knew by that look in her eye that she had taken one too. 

You figured you’d better fit in, so you nodded and Lo’ak jutted his chin to Tsireya, who presented the pill in her palm as if she had predicted your decision eons ago. 

You smiled at the sight. You really were as easy as she said. 

The drug began to take over your mind and senses as Lo’ak hands roamed your body. Tsireya sat on an armchair with one knee crossed over the other, a wry and knowing smile on her face that she hid behind a plastic cup. 

Lo’ak toyed with the end of your shirt, slowly working it up to your stomach and over your chest. Your skin was warm as the fabric and his fingertips brushed your skin, sending goosebumps popping up over your arms. 

When the shirt was up and over your head, he moved to your skirt next. Big hands kneaded your plump ass, and Lo’ak groaned into your mouth as you swayed your hips. 

“You like it slow?” He grunted as he pulled away. A strand of saliva connected the two of you and you gasped. 

“... Yeah,” You wiped your thumb across your bottom lip. 

Lo’ak smirked and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his surprisingly built figure. He wasn’t as lanky as you originally thought. Now that his jacket wasn’t hiding his arms, you saw how big they really were and the strength he had. 

The room was warm, spinning in a way that felt unreal. Though you were laying down, you held onto his shoulders and squeezed your eyes shut. 

“First time trying ecstasy?” He asked gently. 

So that’s what it was. 

You nodded again as he spread your legs. Your hands gripped a nearby pillow as he propped one of your legs over his shoulder and came close to your soaked cunt. Your eyes fluttered shut and you waited for the feeling of his tongue. 

Instead, your panties were slid down, and two fingers plunged inside your aching heat. 

“Oh!” Your back arched at the sudden intrusion. “Lo’ak, I thought-”

Lo’ak barely tore his eyes away for your pussy, too entranced by how fucking wet it was already. 

“Huh?” He mumbled. “Oh. No offense. You’re hot, but I’m not about to eat your box.” 

You frowned and heard a high pitched giggle. Your head snapped over to the side, suddenly remembering you weren’t alone. Tsireya was squeezing her thighs together, but she soon stood up and made her way behind Lo’ak. 

“Oh. She’s so pretty.” She breathed as she watched Lo’ak’s thumb press to your clit and rub small circles. 

“Mm!” Your mouth fell agape as your clit was finally lavished with attention. 

Lo’ak was saying something to Tsireya, but you barely heard them over the sound of your pussy slick and your own moans. The drug lit your skin on fire and every plunge of Lo’ak’s long fingers dragged a whine from you. 

It wasn’t long before you were approaching your first orgasm. Tsireya moved onto the bed to cradle your head in her lap as Lo’ak fucked his fingers into you like he had something to prove. You clenched around him, sucking his fingers deeper as your head fell back and the tight knot in your stomach snapped. 

“Ngh-!” Your hand flew to Lo’ak’s forearm as he fucked you through your climax, watching in awe as he fingers came back with translucent strings between them. Your hips bucked toward the ceiling as Tsireya smoothed your sweaty hair and murmured gentle praises. 

“That’s it, sweet. You’re so pretty.” She cooed. 

You turned to hide your face in her lap as the last few waves of pleasure rocked your body. 

“Good job. Ready for more?” Tsireya asked. 

You blinked once and nodded. This wasn’t the situation you had expected to find yourself in, but there wasn’t a thing to complain about. 

Though Lo’ak promised to be gentle and slow, he pulled you by your ankles and flipped you over so your face fell into the mattress. The comforter was soft, smelled of detergent, but you had no time to appreciate it because Lo’ak was getting off on spanking you. 

“Ow!” You exclaimed when he brought his hand down the first time, striking your left ass cheek. Lo’ak smirked, watching how it jiggled after each slap he punished you with. 

“This is for trying to get a rise out of me.” He said, leaving your ass redder with each strike. You cried into the mattress and looked helplessly over at Tsireya, but she was smiling just as evilly. 

This had to be a fucking match made in hell, and somehow you found yourself in the middle of it. 

“You’re crying but fuck, you’re wet.” 

“Fucking put it in already.” You whined as you pushed your hips back to meet his groin. He inhaled sharply and gave you one last punishing spank.

“Hear that, Reya? Your friend isn’t a saint after all.”

“Never said she was.” Tsireya’s words were beginning to slur. 

You heard Lo’aks’s belt clink as he loosened it, and you looked over your shoulder just as he was sliding his boxers down. Your eyes widened when his dick bobbed free, nearly reaching his toned stomach from how hard he was. 

He was bigger than anticipated. His dick was pretty for the most part, on the skinnier side but long and with a pretty tip that was leaking pre. 

“Close your mouth,” He smirked at your shock. “Unless you want me to fuck it, too.” 

You immediately snapped your jaw shut and scowled as Lo’ak rubbed his tip between your folds. You gasped and clenched around nothing, anticipating the intrusion as he collected your slick to lube himself with. Lo’ak grabbed the base of his cock, tapped your pussy a few times, and just as you were getting ready to yell at him again, he pushed himself in. 

“Oh!” You cried out from the sudden stretch. He sheathed himself inside of you all in one go, then immediately pulled out as you gasped. 

“Easy!” Tsireya reprimanded. 

Lo’ak grinned and apologized under his breath. 

“Sorry. You just look so good.” He gave shallow little thrusts, poking just the tip inside of you and you took a deep breath as you acclimated to his size. 

“Ready?” He asked impatiently. 

“Mhm.”

This time he started slow, pushing in with an almost irritating pace to let you feel every thick inch of his cock. He bottomed out and his tip pressed the deepest part of you and you fucking choked. 

“Holy shit… F…fuck,” Lo’ak groaned behind you. His hands gripped your hips enough to bruise, but all you could feel was the fullness of him inside of you. The last time someone was inside of you was your first time, and his dick had been mediocre at best. 

But this?

After a moment of pause he dragged himself back out, and you thought he’d slide back in as gently as the first time. 

You were fucking wrong. 

He pulled your hips down so your ass slapped his hips. Your mouth formed an O shape but only meaningless sounds left you. He became entranced as he did it again, then again, watching the fat of your ass meet his skin with every thrust. 

“S… Shit, Lo’ak, I feel you-” Your face fell into a pillow and you squeezed it between your hands, muffling your own moans in it. 

“God, you feel good.” Lo’ak breathed. “Nice an’ tight.” 

You gripped the comforter, gasping with each brutal thrust of his hips. Lo’ak created a steady rhythm, but each plunge was rougher than the last as if he was trying to break you. 

“That’s a good girl, take my dick.” He groaned into your ear as he leaned over you and angled your hips so your ass was flush to his hips. 

You were reduced to pathetic whines and moans as he fucks into your sloppy pussy, gripping your sore ass for leverage. He tried to pin you into the bed and for you it was a losing battle, until you saw Tsireya bucking into her hands in front of you, whining as she rubbed herself through her panties. The damp spot on her thong had grown, and now her inner thighs were shiny and slick. 

“Thinkin’ ‘bout it?” Lo’ak pressed his chest to your back and bit your ear. “You should help her out.” 

Your eyes went wide as the idea was planted in your mind and rapidly sprouted. Lo’ak seemed to be thinking too much about it, because he started fucking into you like a man possesed. His fingers found your clit and rubbed furiously, and that nervous warmth within you began to swell again. 

“Lo,” Tsireya whined. “I… I need…” 

Your hand was on her knee before you could stop yourself. 

“I wanna taste you, Reya.” You gasped. 

“You are one freaky bitch.” Lo’ak laughed shakily. 

Your eyes rolled back as he pounded into you, skin slapping against sweaty skin. Tsireya was breathing hard in front of you, gently pulling at your hair as she pulled you closer between her legs. Your eyes fluttered shut as the tip of your nose caught her clit and she mewled sweetly. 

“Yes, please. C’mon, love. I need-” 

Your mind was made up. Your tongue darted out, experimentally tasting her hard pearl. Tsireya tossed her head back and sighed long and deep. God, she was so pretty laid out like this. You pressed your lips to her inner thigh, inhaling the sugar sweet body lotion she had lathered herself in just hours prior. 

“Go on.” Lo’ak interrupted and gave you a harsh smack on the ass. “She’s hot when she cums.”

Tsireya whined in agreement. Your heart was pounding so hard you could feel it in your ears, but you collected your spit onto the tip of your tongue and let it fall directly onto your best friend’s cunt. 

An extra hard thrust of Lo’ak’s hips sent you sailing face first and you tasted Tsireya’s saccharine slick on your tongue. The sound that left her was music to your ears, awakening a part of you you hadn’t even known existed. 

Lo’ak hissed behind you as you tightened around him, a fresh wave of arousal gushing down his cock. 

“What a fucking freak,” He laughed. “You love it. I can feel it.” 

His taunting went in one ear and out the other as you worked your mouth on your best friends. You didn’t even know if you were doing it right, but you were high and so was Tsireya, and any stimulation was better than none, especially when it had her shaking in front of you. You took her clit into your mouth and sucked gently before flattening your tongue and guiding it down to her entrance. 

“Oh, fuck-” Her back arched as her hand flew to the back of your head to press you insistently closer. “There, right, t… there.” 

You ravished attention on her clit and introduced your fingers into her clenching cunt. Her sticky arousal coated your fingers with every purposeful thrust of them, and soon her thighs were closing in around your ears. 

“Shit, she’s close.” Lo’ak grunted. He brought a hand down to smack your as and you swayed your hips in return. The sensations were becoming too much for you; at one end your friend was about to cum on your tongue, and at the other end you were about to cream on Lo’ak’s cock. 

“Come on.” Lo’ak’s fingers found your clit and rubbed in quick, sloppy circles. 

You cried into Tsireya’s pussy, gasping for breath. Your chest grew tight and your body tensed right as that bright, blinding bliss came crashing down on you. 

“O-oh, fuck-!” Tsireya’s head fell back against the pillow as a shiver wracked through her body. 

You were breathless as all senses were overpowered by the sheer force of your orgasm. It rolled down your body in violent waves, tightening your nipples into stiff peaks that rubbed against the comforter with every thrust from Lo’ak. 

Somewhere behind you, you could hear his praise as he slotted himself as deep inside as he possibly could before pulling out and cumming on your back. You felt his throbbing cock rest on your ass, rubbing against it as he panted to catch his breath. 

Your chest was heaving as you fell face first into Tsireya’s thigh. 

“Holy… Fuck.” You cried. 

The room sounded like a damn asthma attack as the three of you gradually collected yourselves. You didn’t realize the music below had been turned off, but in that moment nothing mattered but your recovery. 

“That was… So fucking good.” Lo’ak croaked. 

Tsireya laughed and smoothed your hair. 

“Are you alright, love?” 

You couldn’t speak yet, so you simply nodded. Lo’ak sighed and sat beside you, pressing a kiss to Tsireya’s inner thigh before he lay flat on his back. 

“I haven’t cum that hard in a while.” You finally spoke. 

“Yeah. I tend to have that effect.” Lo’ak replied. 

“Shut the fuck up.” Tsireya said, but Lo’ak was already manhandling you to lay on top of him. 

He pressed a kiss to your lips, still wet from Tsireya’s orgasm. He licked his lips as you pulled away, smiling like the idiot he was. 

Eventually you managed to sit up, and Lo’ak moved to the armchair and sat you firmly in his lap. He rubbed gentle circles on your back, watching as Tsireya scrolled through her phone and sipped at her drink. 

“Wanna go again?” Lo’ak asked suddenly. You looked at him in surprise but Tsireya was the first to interject. 

“Wait. I have to pee so bad.” She cried as she stumbled out of the room. 

You laughed and rested your head on Lo’ak shoulder. 

“You feel alright?” He rubbed your back and took the last sip of mystery punch. “I could do with a joint right now.” 

You rolled your hips against his lap and held him tight. 

“Yeah, I feel good.” 

“Good girl.” Lo’ak set the empty cup down and started kneading your ass again, gripping your hips to guide the way they rolled against his lap, pressing your sticky cunt to his semi-hard dick. 

You moaned as his tip caught on your clit, and you began to increase your speed. Lo’ak immediately reached up to tug your bra down, eager for a second round. He swallowed your cries in his mouth that tasted so bitter it was sweet. 

The door flung open, but it wasn’t Tsireya.

“You are so fucking greedy, Lo’ak.” A deep voice interrupted you. “Two girls?”

Lo’ak turned his head so quickly his braids slapped your face, and you whined at the loss of his mouth. 

“How the fuck did you get in here?” Lo’ak snapped.

“It’s my fucking house, idiot. I just called an Uber for Reya.” 

You strained your eyes to see the person, but all you could make out was an unfamiliar silhouette with long braids. 

“‘Kay. Leave me alone.” Lo’ak snapped as he turned back to you and squeezed your tits. You squealed and threw your arms around his neck.

The newcomer flicked on the lights, and the room was plunged into harsh, blinding white. 

“Fuck!” Lo’ak shouted as he brought a hand up to shield his eyes. You blinked hard and wiped at your face, knowing you must’ve looked a mess. 

“Fucking disguting.” The intruder stood, his face scrunched with disapproval as he looked down at the mess that was you and Lo’ak. You sniffed, keeping your head low as you struggled to pull your bra back up. 

“Dick out and all.” The person continued. 

“Fuck off!” Lo’ak reached up, trying to swat at his brother but he missed terribly. “God, Neteyam, you’re such a fucking buzzkill!” 

You tilted your head to the side. You recognized the name. He was a Senior, academically and athletically gifted. Tsireya had mentioned him a few times, but she spoke of him like a myth. 

But here he was, the myth, staring at you in disgust as Lo’ak courteously pulled your bra back over your tits to hide them from Neteyam’s condemning glare.

“Who are you?” He demanded. 

You cringed and caved into yourself. When you didn’t reply fast enough, he asked you a second time and you promptly gave your name.

“Lay off.” Lo’ak said to his brother. 

You realized he had tucked his dick back into his boxers, so thank god for small mercies. 

“You’re one of Tsireya’s little friends?” Neteyam continued his interrogation. 

“I said fuck off.” Lo’ak patted your ass and you scrambled off him before he tried to rise to his feet, but he cursed and promptly sat back down as he rubbed the bridge of his nose.

“I’m Tsireya’s best friend.” You hiccuped, your best attempt at introducing yourself. 

Neteyam smirked at you, and you frowned at the fact he didn’t even try to hide it. 

“Well, excuse me.” He mocked. 

He rested his hands on the armchair and leaned in so close, you could smell his clean and warm scent that stood out like a thorn amongst the sticky sweat and the cheap booze of Lo’ak’s room.

“‘Cause your ‘bestest friend in the whole wide world’ just left you at the mercy of my bitch ass little brother.”

“Dude, you fucking suck.” Lo’ak whined.

“Shut the fuck up, Lo’ak.” Neteyam snapped. “Run your mouth again and see what happens.”

You jumped at his sudden outburst but what worried you even more was the fact Lo’ak fell silent and obeyed his brother like it was life or death. 

“I let you use my house to invite a few friends over. I come home and it’s fucking Carnival and these dipshits are pissing everclear on my floors.”

“I didn’t invite them, people just brought plus ones.” Lo’ak interjected.

“Shut your bitch ass up!” Neteyam shouted as he aggressively tapped his palm into the armchair. “I swear to god, you’re cleaning all this shit up tomorrow morning I don’t give a fuck how hungover you are!” 

Lo’ak cringed but that fire in his eye refused to die. 

“I’m not going-“

“I don’t give a fuck.” Neteyam finally stood upright and you could breathe again. “I cleared this motherfuckin’ house of your disgusting friends only to find you big and fucking greedy. Cheap ass motherfucker couldn’t even send Reya off properly with your stringy dreads havin’ ass.”

You hid a polite giggle behind your hand but Neteyam’s attention immediately fell on you and now you were in for it. 

“You think shits funny?” Neteyam began. 

Your face fell and you quickly shook your head.

“Stop, you’re scaring her.” Lo’ak said. 

“Good. She should know better than to end up like this.” Neteyam shook his head and crossed his arms over his broad chest. “This the first time you met him?” He jutted his chin at his brother. 

You swallowed hard and nodded clumsily. 

“Y… Yeah.” 

Neteyam sighed like a disappointed father. You cringed under his glare. Your first time meeting this man and he was already judging you and your sins and probably your whole bloodline. 

“What the fuck are you doing, girl?” He questioned, almost gently. 

You exhaled and stared down at your hands. 

“I just wanted dick and Reya told me Lo’ak was a hoe. That’s all.” You sniffled. 

Lo’ak frowned and Neteyam burst into laughter. 

“There’s no way!” He cackled, much to Lo’ak’s annoyance. His face grew red and you looked at him apologetically, but Neteyam was laughing so hard he was clutching his stomach. 

“She said lemme get some drive thru dick!” 

“Shut up, Neteyam.” Lo’ak whined. 

Neteyam’s laughter eventually died down, and you sighed in disappointment as you started to look for your panties. 

“Ah… You’re funny.” Neteyam said. “Probably the only funny girl Lo’ak’s brought into my house.” 

He finally turned away from you and began searching through the dresser against the wall to your right. 

“You’re pretty, too.” Neteyam called over his shoulder as he yanked open multiple drawers until he evidently found what he was looking for. As Lo’ak cursed his brother to hell and back under his breath, you were still coming up empty for your panties, but your cheeks burned at Neteyam’s compliment. 

Lo’ak had stood up and was looking for his pants when he found Tsireya’s abandoned cup of mystery punch. 

“I want it.” You croaked, hand outstretched. 

“That shit’s fucking gross.” Neteyam said. 

You looked over to find him changing out of his shirt and donning one of his younger brother’s. Your eyes widened as you scanned his body without shame. He wasn’t as lanky as his brother despite being taller. You stared unashamed at his back, in complete awe at how you could see damn near every muscle group as he raised his arms to pull the shirt over his head. 

Damn. Whole family fine.

It was Lo’ak who noticed you were biting your lower lip, and his jaw fell open in shock. 

“Oh but I’m the fucking whore!” 

Your face went red and you glared at Lo’ak with nothing short of hate. 

“Hm?” Neteyam turned back around and adjusted his new shirt. 

“Dude, she’s like, fucking ogling you!” Lo’ak shouted, and then immediately regretted it when his headache came back stronger. “Oh, fuck.” 

“I am not!” You protested like a child. 

You tried to hide your embarrassment with a giant swig of mystery punch, but you gagged again as it burned a trail to your stomach. You held the cup in front of your face longer than necessary, but when you braved a peek around it, Neteyam was staring directly at you. 

“I… Wasn’t.” You tried again, smaller this time. 

Neteyam laughed through his nose, and your stomach flipped at that closed mouth grin that softened his features. 

“Don’t be shy. If you want something, say it.” He shrugged. 

Your eyes widened and this time, you looked him up and down without a care. The you from four hours ago wouldn’t even recognize this new you who was vividly imagining Neteyam under you as you bounced on his cock and felt his abs under your fingertips. 

“Yo?” Lo’ak seemed to be in a permanent state of shock. 

You swallowed hard and averted your gaze. 

“I should go home. Thanks. Sorry.” You rose to your feet too quickly and stars began to dance in your vision. 

“Hey, easy.” Neteyam made quick work of the space between you, and now held you by your arm. “You okay? Lo’ak, what did you do to her?” 

Your chest warmed at his seemingly genuine care. You reached for the mattress and slowly lowered yourself back down. 

“Nothing!” Lo’ak stated, but a guilt that wasn't there before was now etched on his face. 

“Can I get you something? Water?” Neteyam asked gently. 

Your lower lip quivered slightly as you nodded. 

“Lo’ak, go get her some water.” He commanded, and when Lo’ak began to protest, he silenced him with a piercing glare. 

Lo’ak watched his brother with narrowed eyes before he disappeared behind the door, closing it with a soft click.

“Sorry. This must be pretty new to you, huh?” Neteyam sat down beside you and tucked some hair behind your ear. 

You nodded again, and Neteyam bit back a smile. 

“That’s alright. My brother didn’t hurt you, right?”

You shook your head. 

“Good to know.” He stood up and reached for something by the foot of the bed. “Here are these, by the way.”

Your face bloomed red as Neteyam held your panties on the tip of his finger. You reached for them hesitantly, but when he didn’t pull away you snatched them from his hand and balled them up in your fist. 

“I mean it.” Neteyam smiled at you. “Closed mouths don’t get fed.”

Your eyes flicked to his lips and then quickly away. You were jittery from the leftovers of your poor decisions, but that greedy fire in your stomach was lit again. 

“I’ve seen you before.” Neteyam continued. 

He tilted his head slightly, the same habit as Lo’ak. You took a shuddery breath and noticed the clove scent you had smelled when you first entered the house also belonged to its owner. For the first time since he entered, you took a good, long look at him. It wasn't just his body that was pretty, but his face too. You were drawn most to his eyes; slightly upturned like his brother’s but they were a warm honey brown, almost gold. 

“I’ve never seen you.” You breathed. 

Neteyam laughed and scooted closer to you. 

“I like you.” 

Your lips parted and just as you were about to speak the door swung open, but it wasn’t Lo’ak. A tall man stood in the doorway, resting one hand on it. 

“Dude I’m gonna kill your brother for-” Ao’nung paused and stared at you and Neteyam, trying to figure out exactly what situation he had walked into. 

Neteyam made a low noise in his throat, and with one sharp nod of his head, he beckoned Ao’nung over. When Neteyam looked back at you, his eyelids dropped slightly, heavy and hazy with intent.

“... Ao’nung. Meet my new friend.” 

“Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party

You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty

Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi”

[meltedevil]

from the instagram that ive maybe posted on twice. she’ll live on tumblr instead

[eywas-stargirl]

Girl, So Confusing 18+

neytiri x fem!reader

-for as long as you could remember, you and neytiri never got along. you two were always at each others throats, butting heads every chance you got. until one day all that tension came to a head when you both ended up trapped together in a storm.

word count: 3k

warnings: make-outs, fingering, dom/sub themes ig (soft dom neytiri?)

a/n: happy pride month!!

You and Neytitri never did get along.

Ever since childhood, she had been known as the olo'eyktan's warrior daughter. So different from her tsakarem older sister.

She was skilled.

She was disciplined.

She was couragous.

A natural leader. Someone all deserving of her rank.

That was what the elders said of her.

But to you, she was nothing but a headstrong, self important, kurkung (asshole). Always out on her own, always doing things her own way, claiming she knew better. And they praised her for it. They worshipped the ground she walked because to them, every step she took was thoughtful, graceful. To you it was uncaring of what laid on her path. She had no issues pushing everything away for her success.

She was your karyu(teacher).

She wasn't even a year older than you. It was an insult to have her placed as your instructor at the age of 14.

Perhaps that was where it started. The fighting. The hatred.

Shen she corrected your elbow, when she nudged your feet apart, when she spoke to you in that clipped, hissy tone of hers, it drove you mad. You would grind your teeth. You would have to concentrate on holding back your tail, in case you whipped her with it. That concentration never really lasted though.

You argued. Alot.

At first it was to get her to leave you alone. She never did, saying it was her duty to make you better. Her words made you bristle. Because you were already better. And if you weren't, you didn't need her help. You didn't want it.

Of course that never stopped her. She would find you everyday, without fail, and drag you with her. You would try to run, only for her to yank you right back. So you settled for hissing. You didn't think you had ever bared your teeth to someone as much as you did to her.

Nothing changed with age as most had hoped. In fact, it got worse. Many would flee the area if they spotted the two of you nearby, just avoid the inevitable bickering. Many had tried to beg to olo'eytan to release Neytiri of her duties to you, but Mo'at never allowed it. Why that was, you may never know. Tsahiks always did things for whatever arbitrary reason they conjured up.

"Starighten up!" A bow smacked you on the back.

You hissed but obeyed.

"Good," Neytiri said before moving to Tsu'tey.

There she was like always, head held high like a pious, uppity child who thought herself better than everyone. Her and tsu'tey made a fine pair. Both with sticks up their asses. The thought brough a smirk to your lips, one she did not miss. She did not say anything though, instead, she addressed the party.

"There is a hexepede herd just over the river bank. There is an older male. He is large enough to feed the clan for days," she said, hips shifting to one side.

Tsu'tey added on, "We will split into teams to corner it, surround it from all sides," he turned to a pair, "You two, with me". He went down the line of hunters and sectioned everyone into teams. He then reached you "(Y/n), with Neytiri."

"What?" You spat, "You can not be serious. Put me with someone else."

You took a step towards him, but she blocked your path. "It is decided."

You held her gaze. Her angled face looked at you like you were dirt beneath her feet. Like you were insignificant, like your thoughts did not matter.

You huffed, whipping around and mounting your waiting pali (direhorse), the creature snorting and striking the ground, feeling youe anger through the bond. The others followed.

Tsu'tey ignored the interaction, but rather looked upwards. "We must be swift, before the clouds bleed."

The herd was not hard to find. They remained by the river, drinking and bathing. At Tsu'tey's signal, everyone split, securing the east, west, north and south points. The large male was in the water, half surrounded by a few smaller females.

You and Neytiri stayed crouched, side by side, behind a dense shrub. From the distance, you saw Tsu'tey signal to her to ready her bow. Without hesitation, she raised her arms, pulling the bow taunt and aiming. You followed. You both waited, breaths quiet and even. Down your arrorhead was the neck of the hexepede. It dipped it's head to drink from the river, unaware of its impending doom.

The sky rumbled. The sound was so loud, you felt it in your chest.

"Raise it," Neytiri said. You did not notice you had lowered your arrow. You scowled and adjusted. It was only in moments likes these you were ever quiet. You bet she loved it. The silence. The peace. Not that it mattered, because once the hunt was over, so will it.

The hexepede raised its head at the sound, scanning it's surroundings.

You waited and watched.

Then right as it calmed, it thundered again. This time louder, more abrupt. Then a drop fell from the sky, right onto its head. The herd ran, perhaps to not get caught in the uncoming rain.

Next to you, Neytiri got up and ran to her pali, jumping into its back and following the others that already gave chase, barely waiting for you. Everyone kept following the herd, gaining on the male. You surrounded it. A hunter on each side, you and Neytitri at the flank and the others trying to block off its path. The rain came down harder, already soaking you all and wetting the earth. With each step, the palis splattered mud. It was becoming hard to see. The rain was dense, thick. It looked more like fog, blurring your vision.

Someone shouted. Perhaps Tsu'tey, maybe someone else. You could not tell.

Neytiri shouted back. Of course she heard. She drew her arm up quickly and before you could blink, shot. The arrow hit, the hexepede went down immediately. But as it stumbled at the impact, the ground beneath it became slippery, the mud now loose. Neytiri's pali struggled to stop. It cried out at it slipped, tipping over. Neytiri tried to calm it but the creature fell, throwing her off and knocking into your own mount, toppling it on its side. The both of you went tumbling down the incline. It was slippery, and you could not grap at anything properly to stop your descent.

It was only when Neytiri was blocked by a large portruding rock, did she stop and you slammed right into her.

You both grunted at the impact.

You clenched your eyes from the pain, trying to push it away and claw at the ground to right yourself.

"Skxawng!" you grabbed at Neytiri's arm, throwing it over you shoulder.

"Fnu(shut up)," she groaned.

Trying to wipe away the unrelenting rain from your eyes, you searched the top on the incline, to make out even one familiar figure, but it was pointless. It was hard to see far in front of you. The pittering of the rain was too loud to hear anyone if they were calling. And they in turn would likely not hear you so you saved your breath. You squinted through the rain and looked around, keeping Neytiri upright as she gained her footing. And in the distance, not far away at all, was small cave dwelling.

Shifting your grip on her, you made your way towards it.

As soon as you crossed the threshold—the curtain of draining water at the entrance—the sounds outside dulled, but only slightly. The overarching cave head kept the inside dry.

With a quick scan, you deemed it safe and shrugged Neytiri off of you and onto the cave floor. You wandered off to the back. There was nothing. No wood, no leaves. Nothing. Nothing to make a fire, nothing to eat. At least you could drink the rain water. The thought was ridiculous but true.

"Skxawng.."you muttered, "we are stranded thanks to your foolishness." You turned to her, arms crossed.

She glanced at you, rolling her shoulder "I could not predict that this would happen."

"I am surprised. Since you always know everything."

"Do not start," she huffed.

"Why? Ashamed?" you goaded,"the all mighty Neytiri, got herself thrown off her pali on a hunt. Like a child who does not know how to tame her own mount."

She said nothing, instead looking out into the rain.

"I should be thankful. Perhaps now I could be rid of you," you continued.

She got up then, "I would be the thankful one. I would no longer have to watch over you—a reckless, insufferable kurkung(asshole)."

"You think I am insufferable?" you laughed in disbelief, "then perhaps you should look inwards. The great mother will show you who you really are: a spoiled, self-important woman who thinks she always knows better."

"I do, I have always known better than you" she stepped towards you, "you do not follow orders, you are not disciplined. You are wild like a nantang pup and just as unknowing." You stepped back. "The day I was assigned to you was the worst of all I have lived. I have not known peace since. You are a baby—always whining and stomping your feet when things do not go your way. And you are careless. Always swaying your hips, rolling your eyes and picking fights with those above you. You do not think. It is by Eywa's miracle you are not dead!" your back hit the wall. Her chest rose and fell where she stood directly in front, crowding you.

"I should have left you in the storm," you whispered, jaw tight.

This was normal for the both of you. It should feel normal. The cruelty, the clipped remarks, the anger. It was familiar. It was a song and dance you two have been doing for years. But now, here in this cave, alone, you both stood chest to chest, skin grazing each other. Just barely. There was a fire behind her eyes, hot and ablaze. fury, defininitely. and maybe something else. Something that was new. Or perhaps it was something you had ignored.

The air felt thicker. Maybe it was the rain. Maybe it was the heat flowing where you bodies touched.

Her fierce eyes pierced into you, still so wide and round even in her anger.

Something warm built in your stomach. Perhaps lower. You tried not to think about it. You tried not to notice the closing distance between you, you tried not to feel the way her thigh brushed yours. It was hard to when your breaths became one, warm huffs that calmed the chill on your nose.

Before you knew it your lips touched, and suddenly she was pressing you firmly against the cave wall. It was not soft. It was not gentle. It was hard, rough, frantic. Your lips parted for hers so easily it should have made you ashamed but all you could focus on was pushing back into the kiss, feeling the way her soft lips sucked on yours. You let out a quiet moan when she bit you. Not enought to break skin, just enough to hurt. You felt the spot throb as she shoved her tongue into your mouth. It was long and wet and demanding. You tried to fight it, to take over, to wrap your tongue around hers, but you felt too light, too weak to the feeling of her, expecially when her hand travelled up to you neck and her fingers wrapped around it. The tip of her tongue flicked the roof of your mouth illicitaing another moan from you.

When she pulled back, you gasped, drool pooling at the corner of your mouth. Your eyes were hazy and your body slouched into her, as if all the fire within you was outed from the taste of her. Earthy with a hint of yovo fruit she had for breakfast.

With her other hand she wiped away the drool "So this is what makes you pliant," she hummed, eyes half lidded.

Then she kissed you again.

Her hands travelled downwards, from your neck, rubbing over you chest and your pebbled nipples—your back arched—down you ribs and waist, before touching the strings of your tewng that hung on your hips. Her lithe fingers undid them, letting the fabric pool at your feet.

The cold air touching your bare mound made you shiver.

"ah," you moaned when she touched you, parting your pussy lips. She stroked you gently, keeping her touch light. She dipped lower to your entrance but she did not push in. She circled it and you could feel your wetness ooze out of the fluttering hole.

"So wet" she said, eyes not leaving where she touched you. She pushed in slightly, not enough to breach, just enough to collect the slick there. Her now lubed fingers, dragged upwards. Your breath hitched as she came closer and closer to touching your clit. But she didn't. Instead she used two fingers to rub either side of the hood.

It felt good, but not enough.

You bucked your hips, hoping she would take the hint.

She tsked, "Always so impatient."

You whined when she pulled away, your knees trembling without her support.

She looked at you. You wondered what sight you made. Disheveled? Desparate? You wondered if she liked it. She had to. you hoped she did.

She took your discarded tewng and folded it neatly, placing it at the center of the cave floor "on your back."

Blinking away enough of the haze, you layed your head on the makeshift head rest and shifted at the cold feel of the floor.

She grabbed your ankles, pushing them further apart, and settled between your legs. Her hands rested on your inner thighs, making soothing motions. They inched close and closer to your center until she stopped at where your inner thigh met your pelvis and pushed you open, even wider. Her calloused thumbs hooked onto your lips and pulled them apart, spreading all of you open for her to see. And once again, she rubbed you, not touching your clit directly. You tried shifting your hips but she pressed you down, immobilising you.

"You want me to touch you?" she looked up at you.

You nodded.

"Then ask. Ask for what you want."

Your bottom lip trembled. You struggled to get the words out, your sane mind fighting against your desparated state. Need won.

"Please" the words left you in a whisper, still too prideful to give in so easily "please…touch me."

And she did.

She pulled back the hood of your clit and tapped it once. Your toes curled. Then, she did something unexpected. She spat directly onto it. The impact made you jump.

"Oh!" you gasped when she circled your needy clit. Her motions were slow and light at first, then she pressed just a little bit harder and sped up. "mmh!" one of your legs hooked around her, trying to find something to ground yourself.

Her other hand, massaged yoru waist, pinching lightly when your heel dug into her back too hard. It then went upwards. She caressed the underside of your breast beneath your feathered chest piece. She grabbed it and pulled it over your head, leaving you truly naked below her. She brushed your nipple before using her thumb and forefinger to tweak it. She pulled and rolled it gently, watching they way your chest arch into her touch. When she left your chest, you opened your mouth to complain only for her to stuff it with her two fingers. You didn't need any instructions, you just sucked. Spit pooled on your tongue, using it to wet her fingers "mmmh" Tasted like wood and rainwater.

When she was satisfied, she pulled her hand away from your mouth and brought it to your opening. With one finger, she circled it once before pushing in slowly. Your eyes fluttered at the feel of each knuckle pushing past the rim. Once she was all the way in, she crooked her finger, stroking your velvet walls. She eased it out then carefully pushed back in. She kept this rhythm until she found your cushiony sweet spot, that made your eyes roll back. When you were loose enough for her, she added another digit.

You cried out at the stretch.

She waited for you to adjust before thrusting in and out, curling her fingers everytime. With her fingers in your tight hole and her rubbing at your clit, a coil tightened in your stomach. She lowered her head to your chest, taking one of your harden nubs into her hot mouth and flicked it with her tongue, you felt her moan against your chest. Your legs wrapped around her, ankles crossed behind her back.

"Please—please!" you didn't know what you were begging for. Less? More? For release? The words just left your mouth without thought. The wet sounds coming from between your legs were obscene. It was all you heard, paired with her heavy breathing. You didn't know if the rain had stopped or not.

Neytiri pulled back "so good," she praised, "See? It is not hard to be polite. If I had known this was what you needed to listen, I would have done this sooner."

Her words barely registered as the tingly feeling between your legs grew stronger when her pace quickened and her fingers reached deeper.

"Neytiri!"

Your back arched painfully and you cried out, the coil finally snapping as you came undone. Your legs shook and your vision went white. Your breath stopped as you grabbed onto her shoulders, diging your nails into her skin. She kissed you through it, sucking on your tongue that hung out of your mouth "mmf—fphmm!ah!" you humped her hand, riding it out.

You panted when she pulled back, admiring the view of you, thoroughly fucked out on the cave floor. You still thrusted against her, not wanting it to end so soon.

Luckily for you, the rain had yet to stop.

[meduzza13]

Finally started my Canson Dessin Noir sketchbook with a drawing of Neytiri from Avatar: Fire and Ash