#mansk

[goodbyetothenight]

[chiapolitan]

okay so the avatar brainrot has officially taken over; recom miles quaritch and his team have me in a fucking chokeholdddddd. if evil why hot??

anyways, some thots and ideas for the recom unit x human!reader because because bECAUSE *explodes*

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miles quaritch, the big dog. he was intimidating enough as a human, but as a 9ft something tall alien built for hunting? he fucking oozes authority. i’m thinking you’re one of the RDA scientists specializing in Na’vi biology so your main job is basically taking care of the recom unit’s health and oh, you take good fucking care of quaritch, that’s for sure. he’ll all but command you to look after him: tense muscles that need massaging, minor scrapes he can definitely walk off but chooses not to, and of course, the occasional pent up energy in need of release, wink wink.

he’s probably into cockwarming, of having you mewling on his lap as he works, the old perv. and he’s DEFINITELY into the whole breeding kink — he’ll fuck you face down whispering smugly into your ear how he’ll fill you up so much, how he’ll drench your insides in his seed, how you’ll be so full you’d have no choice but to get pregnant. he’ll call you shit like ‘sweetheart’ or ‘cupcake’ — slightly condescending during the day, but said in that low, raspy, wanton voice when he has you under him, snug around his cock. you called him ‘sir’ once during sex, and he’s never let it go.

lyle wainfleet, smug piece of shit. he’s a bit of a meathead — arrogant and cocky, but make no mistake: he’s still a marine. he’s tough, competent, level-headed and extremely loyal. he’d be a bit of a flirt, a bit of a manwhore, if you will — but when he officially locks in with someone, he’s all in, buttercup.

ngl, i think he’d be a bit selfish in bed at first. he’d make you ride him as he lays back grinning up at you, and the aftercare is practically non-existent. he seems like the type to enjoy a quickie, yanking you aside when you're on your way to the lab, and fucking you hard until your legs are shaky and his cum is dripping down your thighs. he'd pat your back with a smirk on his face as he saunters off, leaving you to clean yourself up so your co-workers don't notice. after some cold shouldering though, he learns. and boy, is he a good fucking student. he learns to be sweeter, learns the way to make you cry out his name as he eats you out, the way you like to be wiped down softly after some hard, nasty sex. and he’d do it all, just to have you scoot closer to him in your post-orgasm haze and cuddle in his arms, soft skin smooth against his.

also i think the first time you two hit, he’d say some stupid shit like “OORAH!”, smacking your ass as he comes inside you without warning, and you’d ignore him for a week before he apologizes.

mansk my beloved ;; he’s a more quiet, stoic type — pretty hard to read when he’s always wearing those bum ass sunglasses. i headcanon him as one of the tallest recoms, next to zhang and warren, so once again, me and my poorly disguised size diff kink comes in play lol. maybe this time you’re one of the xenobotanists sent to pandora, and he’s posted as your security when you go out to collect samples. you’re fucking tiny compared to the large flora of the pandoran rainforest, and it brings out a protective urge inside of him. he’d be quiet but sturdy presence, matching your pace as you walk, silently offering you his large military jacket when you shiver, helping you over uneven ground after that one time you nearly tripped onto your face.

i think mansk would be freaky as fuckkkk. you know what they say about the quiet ones… he’d so be into scent stuff (this may be projection, who knows!) and cum play; i can see him finishing so deep inside you, you’re drenched in his smell inside out. he’d rut against your face, large blue hand pressing his dick down against your nose and brow as he thrusts against your skin, smearing his come and your spittle all over your pretty face. i forgot who put this out there but i saw someone say he’d be a panty thief and HARD agree; he won’t even bother to hide it. he’d drag you to a nearby supply closet, crouching down to press his nose against your neck and huff your scent in, nudge your legs open so he can pull your panties off from underneath your skirt. he’ll press it against his face and all but lick it before pocketing it, the neutral expression on his face betrayed by the outline of his hardening cock in his pants.

zdinarsik, z-dog, zaddyyyyy. zdinarsik is a lesbian, fight the fucking wall. She’s tough, cocky, a bit mean - I can imagine her popping that damn gum while you squirm in her lap while she plays cards with the rest of the squad, a vibrator shoved up your cunt. She’ll ignore the way you whimper softly, ignore the way tears well up in your eyes as you hold back from cumming in front of the entire deja blu team, gripping onto her arm with fluttering lashes and pleading eyes. it’s only once you’re positively trembling that she’ll toss her cards down — regardless of her hand — throw you over her shoulder and dip with nothing but a “deuces, losers,” to her teammates.

she’ll dump you unceremoniously on her giant bunk, fold you in half to admire the way your dripping cunt is swollen and puffy, slipping fingers into the slick folds and out, strings of slick connecting skin. she’ll make you taste yourself, push her long blue fingers into the back of your throat, your eyes rolling back as you try not to choke. she’ll eat you out, gripping you by the hips as she rolls over and holds you against her face, grinning as you cry out and grind down against her insistent tongue. she’ll tell you to sit on her face properly — “c’mon baby, you won’t hurt me. fucking sit on me.”

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i miss the recom unit </3 like yeah they were evil and worked with the RDA but like, they were also so fucking cutesy and silly idk man ;;

[gunmetal-machine]

Grumpus Lyle + Ziki and Mansk doodel/ scribbles

Learning how to draw these guys :b

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Needing some soft sappy shit of the Recoms, and so I had to draw it

[signfromeywa]

Finnished Commission for @jeanniebug623 💜🥰 Her OC with Mansk.

Thank you so much for your trust and support!

[niolo-tamtey]

~Time of the month~

How do the guys of pandora react or act around you when it is your time of the month?

C/W~ This is literally about your period and your cramps, mentions of blood. Nothing graphic but a warning just in case.

Y/N's species is vague to fit any of yall's imaginations <3 Just a little thing I whipped up and how I head cannon this sort of scenario. Hope you enjoy!

WC~2.9k total

Taglist: @ladybirdbeetle7 @cakedwithdesire

Frontiers of Pandora:

So’lek: He is the embodiment of patience. Allows you to rant and rave about anything and nothing all at once. Listens to you complain about the cramps and offers his sympathy that you must endure this every month. When he goes hunting he will always bring back either a pretty stone or your favourite fruit to cheer your mood up. Going above and beyond when you sit in his lap he would massage your stomach to ease the contracting muscles. “Is this easing the pain Ma’Y/N?” He asked, his voice low and reverberating in your ear. You sink back into his chest feeling his large hand massage in a firm but comforting way, easing the painful cramps. “Mmm…yes it is” You smile as you settle in his arms, closing your eyes as you could certainly fall asleep like this.

Teylan: You thought Teylan wouldn’t know what to do when he finds out you’re on your period. But you underestimated him as he grew up with Tamtey and Ri’nela. And he is very much on the ball with making you as comfortable as possible. Anything you ask for? He drops what he is doing within reason to make you happy. Was it out of love or fear? Tamtey and Ri’nela were quite hormonal during their monthlies. So Teylan would watch and observe you and when realising you weren’t as hormonal as his sisters, it was certainly all out of love. “Teylan? Could you get me some shell fruit?” You asked pouting a little as your body ached too much to climb the tree to get the difficult fruit. He looked up at the tall tree and gulped “Y..yeah no problem just give me five minutes” He says. It was the most painful five minutes you have ever watched as he tries to break open the hard shall of the fruit. It did not want to be open. Teylan ended up cutting his hand when he used his knife. Spending the evening with you bandaging his hand up and unfortunately fruitless, But you appreciate the effort he puts in.

Nor: Nor isn’t as helpful as you imagined. Not fully understanding what you are going through. Would definitely ask if you could hold it in as he never listened to Tamtey or Ri’nela being the rebellious boy he was in his youth. Telling you to calm down when your emotions and hormones are at their all time high. “Y/N it’s not that serious you can get more yerik to eat” He shrugged as if eating the last piece of Yerik you had been saving wasn’t a big deal. Though when your emotions got too high and tears began to form, Nor felt his chest pang with guilt not wanting you to be upset. He didn’t say anything as he left, not telling you where he would be going. Leaving you upset and very much angry at him as he leaves you for at least a couple of hours. Soon coming back with not one but two yeriks. He didn’t outwardly apologise to you but when he cooked the yerik with your favourite herbs and additional dishes you knew this was his way of apologising and making up for his harsh words earlier.

Itu: He had initially suggested a hunting trip before he found out you were on your period. The pain is too great to mentally focus on hunting down sturmbeast or to fish. Instead he takes you to a quiet campsite away from the others, just you two and the Kinglor forest. Leaving for only an hour to collect fruit and meat for your evening under the stars. Making a hot compress that Etuwa had taught him to make, to rest on your stomach and it was the best thing you have ever experienced. Cuddling with him by the fire as you kept the compress pressed against your stomach, asking Itu to make it hotter once it cools down too much. “You keep asking for me to make it hotter and I fear you will burn your stomach Y/N” He says his voice laced with concern as his hand gently touches your stomach feeling the heat radiating off your skin. But the pout and puppy dog eyes you give him, makes him fold instantly. Making you a fresh compress before he takes you in his arms, resting the pouch on your stomach as you hum in relief. Laying your head on his chest as you talk and share food for the rest of the night.

Wukula: You are angrier, more violent when you bleed. Wukula noticed that. He enjoyed it. Spreading the fire as your hormones burn in your skin, using the fire as an excuse to feel pain but in retrospect it helped the pain in your stomach. It numbed it substantially. Wukula entered your mauri without permission watching as you cusp the fire in your hands and stroke your hands over your stomach. Hissing and moaning in pain. You felt light headed and was swaying in motion as you kept adding more pain to your body. Wukula approaches and stares into your eyes “You crave more pain, yes?” You nod as he cusped the fire himself, firmly pressing his hand into your stomach as you clenched your teeth, groaning in pain as your eyes never leave his. You welcomed the pain if it was from him. It grounded you. Made the fire inside you roar to life.

Avatar, WOW, FAA:

Jake: To say he’s whipped is an understatement. Even the smallest wince you give from an uncomfortable cramp, Jake is instantly by your side asking if you need a hot compress, tea or food. Making sure you are resting and doing any weaving projects instead of hunting or working on research. Despite you protesting constantly that you’re on your period not dying he doesn’t listen. Just wanting you to be comfortable and happy. “Just humour me please?” He would say while you look at him with a deadpan expression “I have humoured you for the past few months Jake… let me do my work jesus christ” You eventually snapped. But upon seeing his guilty and upset expression you easily relented and hugged him. Thanking him for his effort and his care but wished he just dialed it back. Jake easily agrees, realising he was slightly overbearing.

Quaritch: He is not great with you being on your period. Not used to having someone constant in his life to care about other than Spider. So when you told him you were on your period, he went full colonel, telling you it better not affect your work or ability to complete this mission. Miles didn’t really know how to act or let you know he was worried about you. Especially around the other soldiers in the RDA. So when the moment came where you two were alone he looked sure before cursing feeling bad that he hadn't once asked how you were and let you suffer, barely giving you any time to take some painkillers. “Going to get some food, want a burger?” He asked knowing it was one of your guilty pleasures. You look at him having been quiet all day and trying to manage throughout the working day. Nodding you smiled “And a doughnut please” You ask  as you watch Miles shake his head before giving you a kiss on your forehead “You’re spoiled you know that cupcake?” He says before leaving to get you food.

Lyle: To say Lyle was clueless was an understatement. He knew what a period was, he wasn't that stupid. But he was stupid enough to not understand how long a period lasts, the fluctuations of hormones or the amount of blood a woman loses during this period of time. Pun intended. He was mortified. “How are you still alive Y/N?!” He questioned in shock as you demonstrated with water in a beaker how much total blood you lose within a month. “That’s not the worst bit either you idiot” You laugh as his face goes from mortified to utter fear that this wasn’t the worst bit. As you explain to him the cramps, the pain and the other additions to a period that makes your life as uncomfortable as ever. By the time you finished explaining everything to him, he just hugged you, hugged you tightly that you just melted into his touch. “Mad respect…I would be a little bitch if that happened to me” You couldn’t help but snort out a laugh. “Yeah you would be a little bitch”

Mansk: He knows you’re on your period without you telling him or complaining about your cramps. He just begins to notice when you go to the bathroom more often, stuffing your sleeve or trying to hide your pad/tampon as you head off to the bathroom. He doesn’t do anything lavish or immediately noticeable. He makes excuses that he accidentally got ‘two chocolate bars’ and wondered if you wanted one, the sweet treat being one of your favourites. It was only after the fourth coincidental sweet treat of your favourite milkshake flavour that the waiter ‘got wrong’ you began to question things. “Mansk? They didn’t get your order wrong did they?” You ask as you hold the cold milkshake in your hands. His ears twitch as he rubbed the back of his neck, his eyes unreadable due to his shades. You couldn’t help but smile and kiss his cheek. “Thank you” You say as you happily sip the milkshake. Humming in delight as it satisfies your cravings.

Tonowari: He instantly notices when your mood shifts. You are not angry, or irritable. You’re just hormonal and become distant or teary during the time of the month. The Olo’eyktan tries his best to keep your spirits high, making sure his duties are finished as soon as possible to spend time with you, to take you swimming to ease your cramps. Even fishing for your favourite fish to make you when the weather is right and your mood is particularly down. Giving you many forehead and cheek kisses. He rarely saw you angry and he is grateful for that as his gentle daughter Tsireya was not as gentle when hers came. Tonowari makes sure you are well taken care of as he believes their strongest warriors are the ones who bleed once a month.

Tsu’tey: He is indifferent when he knows you're on your period. As a warrior he knows you are very much capable of keeping up and holding your weight during hunts or any task that is handled to you. He does think you complain a lot more when you are bleeding which you always deny, while grumbling about your weaving projects. But he is the first to notice if you falter in your steps or become too focused on the pain, suggesting you take it slow or go see the Tsahik. He would admit he does not know the best way to help you but he will always suggest you see the Tsahik for any remedies that may ease the pain. That at least eases your heart knowing that he cares as he wouldn't just tell any hunter to go to the tsahik if their head is pounding. He would tell them to drink water and walk it off, to not waste the Tsahik's time. But for you, he definitely makes an exception.

Tarsem: When you are unable to sleep at night, the pain makes it unbearable to find a comfortable position. He is there by your side asking to help in any way that will make you feel comfortable. You suggest sitting up while sleeping, though you're hesitant because of the bean that holds your mauri up. “Sleep against my chest Y/N. If sitting up helps you sleep then so be it” his voice tired but calm as he sits himself against the beam and pulls you into his lap. You lay your head against his chest softly thanking him as it certainly settled your stomach. Though you feel guilty as the next day Tarsem has a stiff neck from the sleeping position. But for your comfort, he would place himself in discomfort for you to sleep.

Neteyam: To say he's the perfect son to his family doesn't mean he's always perfect. Your time of the month really stresses him out. You ask for something and for whatever reason he gives you something slightly different or the complete opposite for what you ask for. It's as if his brain switches off as he panics to make you happy. You would have usually snapped or groaned in frustration as you were handed the wrong item once more. Your irritable attitude affects him into a short circuiting mess, you try your best to remain calm and understand you sometimes put a lot of pressure on him. But when you ask for Yerik and he gives you sturmbeast, it’s very easy to tip you over the edge. But deep down you appreciate the effort he makes even if he gets it wrong sometimes.

Lo’ak: He is aware you’re on your period at least a week in advance. Having to tip toe around your luteal phase like you’re a bomb about to go off. He knows you don’t mean your sharp words or your glares but if he can avoid them he will. Most times leaving you to your own devices while occasionally checking in on you to test the waters. “Y/N? Babe? Are you good? Hungry?” He asked as he watched you rummage around the food baskets looking for something. “I'm starving and so badly want the nectar roasted nuts your mother made” You say, trying to remember where you placed it. Lo’ak went silent as he realised his mistake. He and Neteyam took it as a snack for their hunt this morning and Lo’ak realises his error. You noticed the silence and the glare you give your partner could easily shoot multiple holes in his head. “You have five seconds to leave before you are castrated” You threaten and watch Lo’ak bolt knowing best not to test your bluff.

Spider: He grew up with scientists and with a good education of what women go through on a monthly basis. He is probably more prepared than you are, always having pads/tampons close by or your favourite drink to cheer you up. Ready to hand you painkillers when you complain about your belly aching. He is an idiot most times when he hangs out with the Sully kids and doesn't take things seriously when he is out in the forest. But with you he is always on the ball to make sure you are comfortable and you have everything you need. He certainly lives up to the meaning of his last name that's for sure.

Rotxo: He is a worrier. When you didn’t come for your usual morning swim, he instantly came to your mauri to see if you were sick. You told him that you didn’t feel like swimming as your body ached. The look of fear and worry on his face made your heart ache as you reassure him that you are fine, you will just not be yourself for the next few days. He asked if there was anything you needed or wanted and when you jokingly asked for a purple shell, he instantly sprung to his feet and told you to stay there as he spends the rest of the day looking for the best purple seashell for you. From your mauri you watched as he dived down and occasionally resurfaced for hair as he busied himself looking for a shell. You eat fruit and salted fish enjoying the show as he works so hard to make you happy. By mid-day he came back with multiple purple shells and some of different colours because he thought you may like them. “Rotxo… I wasn’t being serious about the seashells… But I love them” you say giggling as you watch his cheeks flesh a deep teal. He realised he just rushed off and didn’t realise. But does Rotxo gather shells for you every month when you're on your period just to see your eyes light up again like that? Absolutely. It has become a tradition.

Aonung: His mother did not raise a clueless boy. He is the best support you could ever have during your period. Easing your worries about being in the water and bleeding, as he suggests swimming will ease your stomach muscles and soften the cramping as you move your body. You trust his words as he sounded so confident. After swimming he would make herbal tea that his mother taught him to make that eases cramps also and helps regulate hormones, easing the mind as well. You sipped the tea as she was on the edge of the mauri, feet dangling in the water. “How do you always know what to do?” You asked. Taking another warm sip of the tea, letting it warm your body as he shrugs with that cocky confidence you’re familiar with. “I’m just that great aren’t I?” He smirked as he watched you drink the tea he had made. You gave him a quizzical look before his ears folded back as he cleared his throat, knowing that look to not test your patience. “My mother showed me what to do” He admits as you smile. “Such a momma’s boy” you playfully teased as he blushed embarrassed. 

Should I do one with the girls of avatar?

Yes!

Keep the men just being lovable idiots

Voting ended onFeb 13

If I have missed your favourite guy please let me know and I will add them. Or if you have other scenarios you want to see please suggest them!

[shadowsofpandora]

When I was on my trip I wasn't able to write anything, so I took the tablet and did some Mansk studies.

I've been in love since I first laid eyes on him. Bless James Cameron for leaving his death relatively ambiguous.

[quantora]

I was inspired by another fellow anon who asked you this, can you do a recom!mansk x recom!reader dating headcanons in a more modern au type of setting? Also I love your work!

dating headcannons with recom!mansk

Mansk cooks like a man who survived on MREs for years — everything is aggressively seasoned or aggressively bland. No in‑between. He’s surprisingly neat, but only because he hates clutter. He’ll clean the whole apartment at 2 a.m. if something annoys him. Which, is not everyday, but it is sometimes.

And for how he'd be affectionately, I could see him being not super verbal about it, but he definitely shows affection through: hovering fixing things you didn’t ask him to fix carrying heavy stuff for you standing between you and crowds Physical affection is his default. He likes having a hand on you — your waist, your back, your thigh when you’re sitting together. He'd probably drag his fingers across your skin, maybe draw small circles on your waist, back or thigh, or he'd even grip (LIGHTLY) at your thigh. He melts when you initiate affection. He tries to hide it, but you can see the tail flick. He's like a furnace while sleeping with you. You'll either love it or you’re dying. He wraps around you, and probably wouldn't let go until morning. Or until he decides to let you go. If you get up, he notices immediately. Light sleeper, heavy cuddler.

Mansk would likely text like a dad. “On my way.” “Eat.” “Where are you.” But he does save pictures you send him, either being something dumb or not

He doesn’t get jealous easily, but he gets territorial. If someone flirts with you, he doesn’t start drama — he just appears behind you and stares until the person evaporates. You tease him about it, and he pretends he’s not affected.

I could see Mansk probably carrying you, like bridal style or something like that.

He wouldn't complain either and would just do it

Uhhh okay that's basically all I've got for headcannons