ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ UNSPOKEN WORDS ! Earth!Jake 𑣲 Earth!Reader - hurt, angst
I write for fun! I also draw sometimes but it's ass, so it'll be rare. I accept requests (all the time) and only ask for patience since I do have a full time job. So far this fandom has been extremely inviting and welcoming so thank you for being kind!
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Hi cuties!!! Sorry I was MIA… that whole deal actually destroyed my sanity but I’m feeling a lot better 💕💕💕 I have a couple of asks over the last few days so I’ll be working on those 🥴😘
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY MY LIL WORMS!!! I EXPOSED MY ABUSER AND I FEEL… the world finally knows what that monster did and hopefully it will stop other girls from falling victims to him.
As the daughter of tulkun hunters, you befriend Spider when he boards the ship, and comfort him when he's angered by your parent's actions against the tulkun.
"Fuck!" You're startled by the voice of the boy entering your room, his mask thrown to the side, scattering items from your desk across the floor. You see the regret in his face with the sharp sound, but he can't hold down the anger boiling beneath the surface of his skin.
You sit up quickly, watching as he paces just past your doorway, the rest of the ship closed off behind him. He's not sure why he ended up here, of all places — he has his own "room", somewhere he could cool off alone — but his bare feet carried him to yours before he had a chance to think. He just needed to get off of the deck, away from the hunters, away from the massacre he'd just witnessed.
"I-I'm sorry... Shit— I just..." His hands grasp his hair, tugging slightly at the scalp. You see the way he fights to apologize, his brain and his heart clashing. He knows that technically you are one of them, that this lifestyle is how you've been raised probably for as long as he had been in the forest, but deep down he has a selfish yearning for you to be different.
"Miles? What's wrong?" He winces at his name, but again he can't blame you — everyone calls him that here. You stand from your bed, slowly. He doesn't stop pacing, not until you're just steps away. Your hands reach out to hold his forearms and only then does he let them fall to his side again. "What happened?"
"Do you know?" He looks into your eyes. You see begging, pleading behind his. "Do you know what they're doing out there?" You can tell that he's in pain from the way he shrinks back at just the thought. His bottom lip twitches and he turns away, shaking his head.
You lower your own head in shame. Of course you knew, it's all you have known for the past 18 years — but you never got involved, you always stayed below deck, in your room, trying to block out the sonar blasts and the shrieks of the tulkun outside. You nod solemnly. "I know..."
He scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest. Your own heart aches at his reaction, knowing the betrayal he feels. You'd always respected the Na'vi, listened intently when Garvin told you about the tulkun and their impressive minds, hated the way your own kind treat the planet of Pandora. But what else could you do? "Miles... I—"
"Don't call me that!" He lashes out, hands flailing in the air in anger. You react, and he feels terrible. "Please... Just— Don't..." He says a little quieter, softer.
You nod again, gaze staring ashamedly at the ground as his lingers on you. You don't know what to say, because what can you? He'd just witnessed the greatest crime to na'vi and tulkun alike, and it's all the fault of your kind, and your parents especially.
"I hate them." He crosses his arms again, facing away from you once more.
"I do too..." His scowl falters, and his eyes find you again. He sees the sadness on your face, the way your shoulders simultaneously tense and fall with the disgust towards the hunters. He feels even worse, because hating them means you hate your own family — and that's something he too is familiar with.
He sighs, turning towards you, and his hand finds your shoulder. His thumb traces a scar along it, the weight of his hand sending a warmth through you. You shake it off. "I'm sorry, Spider..." His eyes soften at your use of his correct name. "If I could stop them..." You sigh. "I would. Believe me I'd do anything, anything..." Your voice breaks down to a whisper, and he sees the way your eyes shine with building tears.
He clicks his tongue, and his arm wraps around your shoulders fully, pulling you towards his chest. One hand finds your hair, resting there. "I know. I know..." Your tears fall against his bare skin and he holds you tighter.
"When you leave... take me with you." He's not sure he heard you right, the words don't register in his mind. But you're sure. You've never been more sure in your life.
"What?"
"I don't want to be here, with them, on these ships..." You pull back from his embrace, and he only sees truth as he meets your eyes. A genuine plea for escape. "I never fit in. But with you, I feel..." Your breath shakes, and you can't help the smile that tugs at the corners of your lips. "It feels so normal."
He shakes his head, not a denial, but a disbelief. "I can't— You know I can't—"
"Please, Spider..." You hold his face in your hands, tracing the blue stripes either side of his cheeks. "Take me with you."
He's heard stories from the other sky people, of creatures in the ocean called Sirens — they draw you in with their song and drag you beneath the surface. He'd never believed them, it never made sense. Not until he met you.
"Okay." He nods, expression sure. "I'll find a way."
arguing while fucking..... riding him with a hand at his throat thinking it'll make him shut up only to see the most fucked out and lovesick grin spread across his lips.....
love the idea of two boyfriends who take turns on you all night. every time you thing its over, ten minutes later a stiff cock is nudging at your cunt again-
and they urge each other on, shit talking about how the other isnt making you cum hard enough, how he's not gonna be able to get hard again-
"Lo'ak come on!" Spider tugged at the younger boy's tail as they walked beside the 'oratsyip, trying to win him over.
"No, Spider! That game is lame, I want to go with Neteyam." Lo'ak kept walking, despite Spider's efforts to slow him down.
"But Neteyam said—" The young na'vi stopped in his tracks, and Spider bumper into him suddenly. "Woah, watch it!" He looked up at Lo'ak, trying to follow his distracted gaze. "Lo'ak? What is it?"
His eyes traveled across the 'oratsyip, scanned the water and then the brush. It wasn't until his eyes saw a flash of pink that he figured out what had distracted Lo'ak.
"Spider, who is that?"
He looked once more, squinting to try and spot what he guessed was a small human. He was right — she was now sat at the edge of the water, hands dipping gently beneath the surface. She wore the familiar beads and tewng of the Omatikaya, her hair messily tied into braids and locks, and on her face was a mask, just like Spider's. "Oh. her? I don't know her name. She lives in the lab with Norm."
"You live with her but don't know her name?" Lo'ak laughed, pushing Spider's shoulder. He held it, Lo'ak's push stronger than he relised.
"Well, yeah... She doesn't talk."
Lo'ak was silent for a moment, staring at the sky person across the pond. She had gathered a small bundle of flora, and was weaving them into some sort of circle. "That is weird."
Spider's brow furrowed, and he looked up to the blue boy again. "What?"
"Why would she not talk? Does she know English, or Na'vi?"
"I don't know..."
A blue figure joined her, much taller and older. The boys recognized him instantly as Norm, and the girl ran into his arms as he approached. He lifted her easily, a wide smile on his face as he said something to her, too quiet for them to hear. The girl lifted her hands and placed a flower wreath around Norm's neck, his own hands touched it gently, thanking her for the gift.
"Maybe she is not smart. How would you make friends and not talk? She probably does not have any her age." Lo'ak laughed, taking another wide step in the direction he had been going.
"Lo'ak, that's not kind..." Spider grabbed ahold of his tail again, following him. He didn't mention the girl again, but Lo'ak's words lingered in his mind. He knew Lo'ak wasn't ill intending with his words, but he had a strange feeling in his chest.
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A week later, the Sully kids plus Spider were around the 'oratsyip again. Jake and Norm had joined them, intending for the day to be a learning opportunity for the kids — but Neteyam and Kiri, the eldest of the four, seemed to be the only two listening.
Lo'ak and Spider had returned to the water side, Spider tying together thin strands of grass, pebbles, and a few flowers from the ground.
"Bro, Neteyam is such a teacher's pet." Spider wasn't sure Lo'ak even knew the meaning of the phrase, and a quiet huff left him. "He is all 'Dad, show me how to shoot! Norm, what kind of plant is this?' But then won't tell me the answers when I ask." Lo'ak threw another stone across the water, watching as it rippled.
"You could listen too, Lo'ak..." Spider said quieter, tongue sticking out past his lips as his hands worked tediously on the small woven item in his hands.
"I do try... But my brain doesn't remember it right." Lo'ak threw another stone a little harder, shoulders falling when it didn't bounce like the others. He sighed, letting out a long puff of air, then sat down next to Spider. "What are you even making?" He reached out to try and grab the woven strand from his hands, but Spider quickly pulled it away.
"Hey! It's— Nothing..."
"Doesn't look like nothing."
"Well it is, okay?" Lo'ak raised hid hands defensively, turning back to look at the water. Silence fell between the boys, then a rustle in the bushes behind them broke it.
"I know that is you, Kiri." The groan of a young Na'vi girl behind them revealed that Lo'ak was right, and he laughed loudly, picking strands of grass and pulling them apart.
"No you didn't, Lo'ak." The older girl stepped out with her hands on her hips, tugging her brother's braids as she passed. "What are you boys up to?" She lowered to the ground beside Spider, watching as he tied off his creation.
"Spider is playing with flowers."
"Shut up, Lo'ak!"
"What? You will not tell me what you are making!"
Kiri rolled her eyes as the two boys bickered back and forth. Even Neteyam sighed as he approached from the trees. His eyes skimmed over the 'oratsyip, he stopped when he spotted something new.
"Who is that?" Neteyam pointed across the water, and three pairs of eyes followed.
You were there again, pulling vines and buds from the surface, holding them in one muddy hand. Spider's eyes widened when they found you, quickly standing and brushing off his knees.
"She's the weird human girl. She does not speak and does not have a name." Lo'ak's eyes didn't linger, falling back to the grass in his hands
"Yes, she doesn't talk. Sa'nu asked her if she wanted to help with chores yesterday, but she only stayed beside Norm the whole time." Kiri added, lying back in the grass and stretching lazily. That strange feeling returned to Spider's chest.
He gathered his creation in his hands, but as he thought about the intention for it his mouth felt strangely dry. "Spider? Where are you going?" His feet moved before he could change his mind, and he started to round the 'oratsyip, heading in your direction.
You sat comfortably in the shallows of the water, hands skimming the surface for buds and leaves parted from their stems. You had gathered quite a collection of bright pinks and oranges, and your brow pulled tightly in the center as you thought about what you would make with them.
"Hello." A voice to your right startled you, and you fell back onto your behind in the water, your tewng becoming wet. You looked to the source of the voice, and saw another young human boy like yourself, blue stripes painted on his skin, mask set tightly on his face.
You shyed back, water splashing softly around you. Your hands gripped the buds tightly, and you didn't even think about how squashed they would be under your fingers.
"I'm Spider. You see me in the lab sometimes?" He held out his free hand, wide smile on his face — a gesture he had seen the other people in the lab do when introducing themselves. When you didn't reciprocate, his smile fell a little. "I... I made you this." He held out his other hand now, and you saw the flowers dangling from his fingers, a wreath similar to the one he had seen you make the week prior.
You didn't reach out to take it, and only shrunk into yourself more, knees tucked to your chest, arms wrapped around them.
"Hey, kids! Spider, what do you have there?" Norm's voice interrupted you, and your head turned in his direction. You scrambled to your feet, closing the distance between you and the na'vi, then his behind his tall leg. "Woah— Hey, flower. What's wrong?" His hand found your head and pat once, you only hid further behind him.
"This is for... for her." Spider held the wreath out to Norm now, and he took it with a kind smile.
"Oh, Spider. That's so kind. Look, Y/n." You didn't look, and Norm sighed. "Sorry, kid. She's real shy. I'm sure she's grateful though."
Spider nodded, but couldn't ignore the way his chest ached. "Okay... It is nice to meet you." He nodded politely, gesturing the familiar 'I see you'. He hesitated, then turned and started to walk back to the Sully's — who had been watching the interaction with full attention.
Norm sighed once more, then turned and crouched to your level. "Flower, why didn't you say hello?"
You rubbed your eye, a gesture Norm had grown familiar with whenever your anxiety started to peak. He smiled fondly, hand reaching out to push a lock of hair behind your ear.
"I know you're afraid, but Spider is a nice boy. You should try to make friends with him. I think he wants to." You stepped closer, and Norm's arms opened instinctively as you leaned into his shoulder, hiding your face. "Okay... Maybe not today. But you'll get there one day. Yeah?" He lifted you into his arms, your small stature compared to his avatar making it easy, just as Jake approached.
"Hey, Norm. Hey, sprout." You hid your face once more in Norm's shoulder and Jake's expression turned into one of questioning.
"Had a little scare with some befriending efforts." Norm's voice was amused as he clarified to Jake, and they both laughed softly at your familiar attitude towards others.
"Poor thing. You ready to head back? Tuk here is out for the count." Jake adjusted the wrap on his chest, the infant inside sighing sleepily at the movement.
"Yeah, I think that's enough today. Huh, flower?" You nodded against his shoulder, and the two Na'vi laughed again, following each other around the 'oratsyip to collect the other children.
*skeleton banging shield* HELL FUCKEN YEAH !!!! This is soooo cute Im DYING!!!!!
,, Spider nodded, but couldn't ignore the way his chest ached. "Okay... It is nice to meet you." He nodded politely, gesturing the familiar 'I see you'. He hesitated, then turned and started to walk back to the Sully's — who had been watching the interaction with full attention.’’
Im crying why is Spider so adorable I love that boy! The little ‘I see you’ moment AAAAA I’m so excited to read more see
God sometimes I'm writing smut and I'll like, delete a sentence because I'm like, no, I can't write that. It's too indulgent. And then it's like. Girl, what the fuck are you even going to the candy store for if you're just going to buy raisins. Get real.
gfhsjdbchdnns i loved your tommy’s gf and jake fic so much, i hope you continue with more ideas on it 😩❤️
OMG CUTIEEEE!! Im so glad you enjoyed it!!! It was a little difficult/very interesting to play with their dynamic, they’re both being haunted by the other with the memory (and with Jake… the looks as well) of a dead loved one who they realize they only knew parts of!! Grief can be very confusing, embarrassing and uncomfortable and Im really excited to play with that.
But also @bananabaread (the author of this amazing idea *smooches ur forehead*) and I have been low-key cooking in our dms when we’re not distracted by Mr big dick sully SO DO EXPECT MORE BRAIN WORM FOOD!!
it would be so fucking embarrassing if we meet aliens and they are like wow you guys have the same technology as we did 300 gyroaays (unit of time) ago, that's awesome. and we are like wooo that's so cool and they are like yeah so what are your thoughts on electrons and glorons and we just like missed glorons and they are so important and easy to discover but we missed it and have eben fuccking around and they laigh at our shitty science built around the gaping wound that is the absence of glorons
