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It’s interesting, isn’t it, the lengths a person will go to in order to survive when pushed beyond breaking point? The world is crazy, and people are insane, but you can’t fault them, because all you want to do-all anyone wants to do-is survive. And with each new game, as the difficulty increases, the will to survive-to fight-is getting weaker and weaker, the challenges growing harder and harder. And yet, you’re still fighting, because what is life, other than a constant struggle to try to survive? Because honestly-to win-all you have to do is stay one step ahead of the person behind you. 

An Alice in Borderland/BTS Crossover AU

Warnings: Gore, Death, Major Character Death, Violence, Dark Overall Themes-It’s not a happy one, folks. 

Genre: Angst

Title: King of Hearts

You duck behind the corner and instantly go into a crouch, breath coming fast between lips that feel dry and cracked, heart fluttering so desperately in your chest that it feels like a caged bird trapped behind your ribs.

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Heart Burn | Neteyam x Na’vi!reader (Part 1)

Summary: Your clan, being dedicated helpers of Na’vi, once answered the pleas of Omatikaya for help. You encounter a new reality when you suddenly meet the Sully family.

Pairings: Neteyam x Na’vi!reader, Lo’ak x Na’vi!reader (a bit)

Warnings: Neteyam being golden child with all the consequences, Lo’ak being Lo’ak, mentioning of depression, slow-burn. Characters aged up to 18-20, except Tuk, she’s still little sweet baby.

Notes: English is not my first and not even a second language, please forgive me if there any mistakes.

Eywa’eveng - Na’vi name of Pandora

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The Atan'evi clan was considered a legend. A tale that had been lost in time, one that was told when it seemed that all hope was gone. Helpers, wise people, servants of the Great Mother. The people of this clan had a connection with Eywa of such strength that only Tsahik in any other clan could attain.

Knowing their strength and abilities, they chose a path of service, not living for themselves but for others. Spending their entire lives moving from one clan to another, passing on knowledge and legends, healing the sick, bestowing blessings. It was easy to convince oneself that the reason they were not helping now was probably because another clan was suffering more.

Being part of a legend is a great honor. You always knew this, always felt that power that surrounds your clan. You were protected not only physically by your fierce companions - the palulukans, but also spiritually. The Atan'evi clan would never falter in spirit, it was beyond the realm of possibility. When thousands of Na'vis pass down stories about you and the joy you bring to their homes, mouth to ear.

Your parents were strong shamans, their knowledge of the flora of Eywa’eveng helped create dozens of new decoctions and ointments to heal the most severe wounds and horrible diseases that sucked the life out of the Na’vi, especially after the arrival of the sky people. The aliens brought many plagues on their metal flying machines, and your clan had to face something unknown for all these years.

On the one hand, you respected their occupation, but you were always drawn to something else on the other. Your connection with Eywa was unshakable and approached the level of Tsahik, you often went into trance, connecting with the soil of the earth, absorbing the energy and wisdom of the ancestors. The nature around you froze when you approached it, as if you quieted the whirlwinds inside each living being, pulling them into your field.

Despite the widespread love from your own clan, your heart was always turned outward. No, of course, you loved your clan, your people. It was doubtless. But all your nature was drawn to the rest of the world, to those who, you always knew, needed you more than they did.

And one day, the call of Omatikaya was heard, through their prayers. Tsahik Saun heard their sorrow through the connection with Eywa and directed your clan towards the floating mountains.

As you journeyed, you became increasingly dragged deep inside your own mind. It became difficult for you to concentrate on the road as anxiety was tearing you apart.

Your intuition suddenly roared inside of you. Your palulukan, Pha’ksi, tensed under you. Your soft a soft ran over the powerful neck, calming the animal down. It was a deep evening, your clan had dispersed throughout the forest and blended in with the flora, knowing of the dangers and not wanting to engage in conflict before the time was right. You listened attentively, noting even the slightest rustling sounds.

And then, finally, in the distance, you heard a call. Your ears twitched in the direction of the sound, everything inside of you screamed to move towards the source of the stranger’s voice as quickly as possible.

You informed your father of your feeling and offered to go on reconnaissance, and he, without hesitation, warned the others and set off with you. Both of you dismounted off your palulukans, but the clever animals quietly followed behind you, sensing the alarm.

The Palulukans ran quickly and silently, perfect predators, and your clan had learned much from these animals. When your clan was renowned for its spiritual strength, other means of self-defense had to be sought.

You and your father exchanged glances and rushed towards the source of the conflict.

The deployment of forces was clear from the first seconds and you both took your positions without a word. You were high up on the tree and your father was slightly farther in the thicket.

You both aimed your arrows at the demons, it was easy to distinguish them from the Na'vi, they were dressed in much more clothing and those who didn’t hold weapons were adorned with other metallic tools.

At some point, when one of them was already ready to shoot the young Na'vi, you drew your arrow and shot it with pure rage, hitting the demon in the throat.

The battle continued as demons were not willing to let go of the people easily and the fight became more intricate, weapons they were using became bigger and faster. You jumped down, grabbing the hand of young Na’vi and the older one and you immediately felt that it was his father. Without words, you let them know that you would help them escape. Your father was already helping the other children, covering their back.

Together, you ran through the forest, when you called out to your pululukan and its silhouette flashed somewhere off in the distance.

“What the hell” Older Na’vi shouted, but he didn’t stop, apparently taking it as another threat that they would need to run away from.

Suddenly, you bumped into everyone else after jumping off a huge tree trunk. You met eyes with your father and briefly nodded.

“No, we need to run, we have Tanator is onto us”

Your ears flattened against your head in mild annoyance. You didn’t often hear that alien name.

“Please, don’t worry. The Palulukans are our companions, they won’t harm you” You stretched your arms forward in a calming gesture.

The woman near you, who was frantically hugging her children and thanking the Great Mother, suddenly let out a sharp breath as she looked at you and your father.

“It can’t be…”

And while she was examining you with wide eyes, the other members of her family exchanged worried glances. Apparently, only she understood who was standing in front of her, and this caused tenderness in you and a desire to explain yourselves in your father.

After all when everyone was convinced that everyone was safe, the adults laid down their weapons and gave each other the opportunity to finally talk.

You looked at the unusual Navi, three of whom had four fingers, which meant either they were dream walkers or their children. Neither pleased you, but you didn’t rush to express your fears.

Then your attention was drawn to a human boy, just as out of breath, smeared with blue paint, he still looked at you and your father with fear and distrust.

You did not start to confuse yourself with questions about why a human child is running among the Na’vi, the others were not troubled by his presence, so you should not be either.

“We are from the Atan'evi tribe, I apologize for frightening you,” you made a greeting gesture, and your father did the same.

“My mother told me about you…” The woman, still holding two girls, looked at you with a slight smile. You nodded in response, as a sign of respect.

“Our Tsahik has responded to the call of your people, we have come to help you in your difficult battle,” your father spread his arms, his voice was firm but filled with kindness.

It seems that the man was still tense and kept looking around, unsure of what to expect. You tried to ease his concerns by telling him that your people could stay nearby if it was close enough to his home and that you wouldn’t want to disturb the peace of their tribe. You offered to accompany him first, then others could come later to help in any way possible. The man nodded and glanced at your father, probably seeking confirmation of your words. Apparently, that was enough to make him relax and finally, after calling out to his Ikran, he invited you to fly to their home

You allowed yourself to smile, as the tension finally left the company.

But, all of a sudden, feeling a piercing gaze upon you, you immediately turned towards it.

Your eyes met those of a young Na'vi, possibly of your own age or slightly older. You nodded when your gazes started to become awkward, but the young man was so stunned that he couldn’t look away. This caused you to have mixed feelings. On the one hand, you worried that he might be afraid of you or see you as a threat, while on the other hand, you allowed other thoughts to penetrate your consciousness and slightly indulged in fantasies that he might have been pleasantly surprised.

It was already deep into the night when you all arrived at the mountains. Your Palulukans had to be sent to the rest of your tribe, as it would be impossible to reach the highest caves with them. Either Ikran or just your own strong arms and legs. It’s not like you were very satisfied with these circumstances, but you couldn’t do anything about it. Your task now was to find out the situation inside the clan, and how your communication would be established was the business of the chiefs and the Tsahik of both clans.

Even though you and your father were exhausted from the journey, you asked for an audience with Olo’eyktan and Tsahik. And to your surprise, the family you helped save turned out to be the family of Olo’eyktan and Tsakarem. Jake, the leader of Omatikaya people, did not hurry to reveal his status, his suspicion continued to permeate through each of his glances and reluctantly spoken words. In the end, his mate, Neytiri, was fed up with this and, glaring at Jake, she fervently blurted out:

“Ma Jake, stop it. They will help us.”

You felt a slight embarrassment for the impression that you and your father had made on Olo’eyktan and thought about how you could earn his respect. However, Neytiri’s words slightly calmed the anxiety within you.

Jake possessed the body of a demon, but he did not behave like one. He probably had never heard of your clan, so you considered that he had every right to worry if he should accept you or not. And although you felt strong grief emanating from both Jake and Neytiri, she radiated strong energy, while Jake, although he wanted to appear firm, was broken inside.

You felt ashamed and lowered your head when Jake apologized and invited you and your father to his tent, where Tsahik was already waiting for you. This strong woman seemed to immediately understand who you were, her piercing gaze first fixed on your father and then on you. She cautiously approached you and you and your father made a greeting gesture.

“I see you, Moat, Tsahik of Omatikaya, my name is Takum, this is my daughter Y/N, we…”

“Oh, I know who you are Takum and Y/N, I was afraid that you had left our lands”

Your father almost ashamedly tucked his ears as you figured out what they were talking about. Your father told you about the time of the Great Sorrow, when Toruk Makto gathered the clans again to resist the sky people, when the Omatikaya clan was forced to leave their home.

“I understand, Tsahik, but I must say that Eywa made us to understand that you are in good hands,” your father’s gaze fell on Jake, and here you were struck by the realization that you were facing Toruk Makto, the same legend, only the speech was not about the whole clan, but about one person. It was not possible for you to comprehend how the power of such an image could be contained in a single body.

“Well, I suppose we really need your help now”

Despite the fact that you were already old enough to participate in such conversations. He still sent you away to catch your breath. He was still more resilient than you and your attempts to pretend that you didn’t stand a chance didn’t work on him.

He asked Jake if you could rest somewhere, and Jake quickly called his older son.

“Neteyam! Take Y/N to the dinner and then to our tent if she wants to sleep.”

“Yes, sir,” came the immediate response from Neteam, accompanied by a brief nod of respect.

The gaze of the elder son once again fell on you and again the chest was pierced by a double feeling.

Why did his eyes literally froze when they met yours?

You smiled softly at him and approached closer, indicating that you were ready to go.

Neteyam hesitated slightly, but in the end he turned and asked you to follow him.

On the way, you again met members of the family you helped to save: the human boy, the lovely little girl, the young woman in whom you felt something close and familiar to your own soul, and finally another boy, who shared with his father the presence of four fingers and something hinted to you - not only that.

Soon you got to know them all, Neteyam was constantly rushing everyone, reminding them that the father ordered to feed you first.

He didn’t quite understand what was happening and why did you and your father were suddenly there, right in the moment of trouble, but if his father trusted you, then he trusted you too.

Despite a seemingly imposed suspicion, you evoked a deep sense of comfort in Neteyam. From just one glance at you, he felt more relaxed, wanting to relieve the tension in his shoulders and back, to stop frowning. As if your eyes forced him to realize all the tension and weight he was carrying.

Meanwhile, you were surrounded by curious glances and bombarded with questions. None of the siblings hesitated to learn everything they could about you.

“So, are you nomads?” Kiri’s large, curious eyes never left you. You smiled, chewing on your roll filled with crushed fruits and nuts.

“You could say that. We wander to help as many people as possible, you never know when another clan may be in big need, one group of people may not be enough” you said.

Of course you weren’t there, when your clan started to forming its behavior, but all young members of the Atan’evi are taught the history so they understand why your people have dedicated themselves to serving others and why they had to give up having a permanent home. Although this thought has never weighed you down, you have always wondered what it would be like to have what everyone else has.

“Do you ride Palulukans? It’s madness, in our clan only my mother once rode him during the Great Battle” Lo’ak seemed to be fascinated by this fact and you liked that you, even if not through your own personal achievement, could evoke such emotions in the young Na’vi. You liked his smile, it was still infused with teenage mischievousness, but adult playfulness was already peeking through.

“Your mother is a very strong woman” you said without hesitation. The older son, Neteyam, huffed somewhere behind your back, and when you looked at him, you saw a satisfied smile on his face. You assumed that the son was proud of the family in which he grew up, but you could not say for sure.

The entire dinner they continued to shower you with questions and you did not let yourself to steal from them the pleasure of learning something new. This family knew nothing about your clan and this partially gave a pleasant feeling of novelty. None of them imposed any hopes on you, at least not yet. Not that you were against it, the feeling of responsibility was raised in you from childhood, but sitting here, among the Na’vi of your age, you couldn’t help but feel … differently, as if you were just an ordinary young woman, sitting among her friends, eating fruits, while everyone were spitting jokes tales of adventures.

Only one thing troubled you - the silence from the elder son of the Sully’s family.

by: terda12

Opposites attract [1]

aged!Neteyam Sully x human!warrior!reader

In which the cruel ways of the RDA to save humanity come to light and a movement against the killing of Pandora begins. With young people receiving training in the resistance army to become warriors and protect the indigenous. You get put into cryosleep and sent to Pandora as one of the finest warriors. Here, you come face-to-face with the future Olo'eyktan. What if the two of you butt heads? And something forbidden blooms?

warning: english isn't my first language, based on my series 'You're dead to me' so also recycled parts for this introduction (not everything, I added different details so you better read👹), mentions of historic events.

Word count: 3,6k

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A century ago, the planet earth changed for the worst. More oil was extracted from beneath the ground, and the oil production was more massive than ever. The air worsened by the second to the point that humanity needed breathing masks to walk through overpopulated cities. Climate change also took its toll, as the icebergs from Antarctica completely melted as well as the permafrost and bacteria from billion years ago started spreading over the planet. The RDA took action on this and people were thankful for the fact that they took their chance to save humanity. Yet no one knew what they were actually doing behind the scenes. Humanity held their breaths waiting for all these years of great sorrow, thanks to the greed of the rich, to end. Nothing is what it seems, and the hopes of a minority was soon stripped away from them, as the secrets of the RDA came to light. Sending trained marines and scientists to this other planet in our galaxy: Pandora. A planet so far away that resembled our planet Earth. Their living circumstances natural, like the age of the hunters and collectors. No electricity, no mass production and no capitalism, just spiritual beings living in the name of their god. Yet, their peaceful lives soon came to an end, because the humans came to Pandora in greed. A planet not corrupted with technology or the rich, meant a healthy planet. A planet with lots of green. A planet where climate change doesn't play a role. A planet not destroyed. A planet able to inhabit. Coming in peace was never an option for humans, as taking something what is not theirs is their habit. Columbus and America, Europeans and Asia. Slavery. The occupations during all the world wars. They feed onto power. Pandora wasn't any different, as they planned to extrude the natives, forcefully take Pandora's sacred resources and inhabit the planet. While many humans didn't mind this, their focus laying on the fact they'll soon be saved from the dangers they caused, there was a minority in the billions of people that decided to set their foot down. The resistance, starting as a demonstrating group on the streets soon turned into a professional organization to protect Pandora of their own species. Gathering people who actively wanted to prevent Pandora into going extinct, protecting the natives from the monster one calls humanity.

You, (Y/N) (L/N), belonged to said minority. You despised your species. The way they could think they could get anything they wanted. So greedy, so narcissistic. When the news came out about the RDA, you were beyond furious. 'The past is the past. Let it go' they said when they spoke about history— slavery. Yet look at this, the past just repeats itself in different scenarios. 'The government wouldn't do that' some didn't believe it, no one could be that cruel in their eyes. Living in their fantasy world and not being realistic. The government would do it, definitely. Anything for getting their greedy hands on any form of money. Being around ignorant people isn't your cup of tea. 'It doesn't affect me', say the same people that found apologizing about slavery bullshit. The same people that didn't care about climate change and global warming. You didn't deem yourself fit, but you wanted to do something to help the innocent natives. They didn't do anything to deserve that kind of treatment, so you went against the greedy hands. You got questioned, interviewed and monitored for at least a year until you were allowed into the organization. You were beyond enthralled to know you could finally be useful.

You soon started training at the organization with a few others that got accepted for their loyalty and perseverance, but it was no usual military training. You all learned about life on Pandora, you and the others that had potential in them learned to live like the people of Pandora: the bow and arrow, spears, but also hand-to-hand combat if anything were to go wrong. The training honestly went great, you didn't regret taking this step for one bit. You felt fit and worthy, and most importantly you found people around you that had the same mindset as you about this whole ordeal. You had friends that went through this entire process with you, telling each other about their lives and how they ended up here. While they were almost like warriors following orders, every night the group would sneak away to be like teenagers again, kids having fun and playing games. For a long time, it was the same routine. Wake up, eat, and train for almost the entire day, do homework, have dinner, sneak out, and sleep. The homework might have been one of your favorite parts of this training. It was to learn the language of the people, Na'vi. It took some time to master it, as you weren't very familiar with pronounciation. "Oel nati kamy?", your voice sounded unsure as you tried to say the formal way of greeting someone in Na'vi, but you earned a slap against your forehead in return from one of your friends. "No, it's Oel Ngati Kameie, skxwang!"

Years of training together ended up being so worth it, because when all of you reached the end of your teenage years, it got announced that you were finally ready to head to Pandora. You 'graduated' as one of the finest warriors of your class. You felt so delighted to know that all of your hard work paid off in the end. The day that you would finally get shot into space and sent to Pandora to fulfill your duty, you felt the adrenaline travel through your body as you felt incredibly nervous. You were about to leave everyone you have ever known behind on planet Earth to fight for your norms and values. What will feel like only a few years to you, will be a decade for your friends and family. Saying goodbye, definitely was hard. The resistance thought that it was best to not say goodbye on the day you were to leave, but a few days before that. They reasoned it would have been harder to leave your loved ones behind and you actually second that. A lot of tears were shed, but everyone was proud of you for standing behind you thought was correct. This was only a temporary duty, as you would get sent back to earth once you fulfilled your duties, but what if you wanted to stay? In the books, you read and learned that Pandora was like something unrealistic, out of a fairy tale. What if you would want to stay instead and guard said fairy tale til your last breath? You all follow your superiors' suit to the air travel that will sent all of you to your final destination, putting your stuff where they tell you to. With no seconds left to spare, they immediately tell you to follow them to your tubes, you were getting put into cryosleep. You still couldn't believe it. They were going to put you to sleep for six years and you're gonna wake up looking the same, but temporarily living in a dream world you trained your entire teen years for. You lay down in your tube, ready to get put to sleep. The nerves were truly getting to you. "See you on the other side!", you jokingly said to lift up the mood, and your friends started joking around, telling one another goodbyes and what they should do if one of them doesn't wake up. You just lay there quietly, closing your eyes as you waited to get put to sleep.

What actually took six years didn't feel like that to you at all. One moment you closed your eyes as you were put into cryosleep and after what felt like one second passed, you got woken up from your deep slumber. The claustrophobic space you are in makes something inside of you itch. Good thing you were into cryosleep, you couldn't have survived sleeping in this tube every night for six years in a row. Once your tube was pulled out of the wall, you immediately feel yourself floating. So this is what space felt like.

"Drink and eat lots, since you will feel very weak!", a loud voice echoes through the room as one by one everyone left their cryosleep. You float through the room with a smile on your face as you hold onto handles, lockers, anything to keep your balance. An excited scream could be heard from behind you, it was your friend Siria. "You are not dead I see," she jokes as she floats towards you, her arms wide open to invite you in a hug, "this is honestly insane, I can't believe that we are actually doing this!" You wrap your arms around you as you share her excitement, "I know right? We worked so hard for this, I can't believe this is happening." You met Siria on your first day being at the resistance base. She shared her passion for nature with pride and you always admired her for this. A cough is heard behind your back and Siria looks over your shoulder to see who it was, "Kai!" she squeals as she carefully gets out of your hug, floating towards their other friend to engulf him in a hug. You watch as Siria and Kai share their excitement with each other. They really didn't age at all while being in cryosleep, such an interestingly concept it was. You float towards them, holding onto Kai's shoulder to keep your balance and not pass out, because damn they were right. You feel so tired and weak. If you weren't in space right now you probably would have fallen to the floor. Your limbs felt like cooked noodles, you really needed to eat. "The trio is back at it again to cause havoc!!" Kai ruffles your head, your hair tangling in between his fingers as he did so. The three of you were the inseparable trio. While you had a group of friends you hung out with, you three always just stuck together like glue. It may have been the fact you bonded over being reckless warriors, thriving on the thrill and action, or the fact all three of you were top students, but that doesn't matter. Siria and Kai are your partners in crime til death do you all part. The two are engaged in a deep conversation, but you didn't bother to listen or chime in. You wanted to explore, and see what you worked your entire teenagehood for. Grabbing onto the handle against the walls, you made your way towards the huge window, were also most of the crew was floating around. You had to see this for yourself, you had to believe it with your own eyes. What if you were still dreaming?

"Excuse me, Pardon me!", still not used to not having any gravity, you keep bumping into other warriors. A 'watch where you're going!' was screamed your way, but you paid no mind to it as you had more important things to do. Floating past the last person that kept you from seeing outside, your eyes immediately widen at the beauty that lay in front of you. A planet, looking exactly like earth, right in front of you. It was beautiful, the true meaning behind mother nature. You bring your hand towards your cheek to pinch yourself, was this real? Were you truly experiencing this? When you pinched yourself so hard, leaving a red mark on your skin, and you didn't wake up you knew this was real. You were knocked out of your senses pretty quickly, as everyone was told to dress up, eat and get together in the common area. Where that was? No idea, but what you knew is that you were excited as hell. You basically swam through the air towards the lockers, where your supposed gear would be. The sight was probably incredibly silly, you thought, you probably looked like a swimming frog. Yet you didn't care about the stares that were given you. The only thing on your mind was to see Pandora with your own eyes- not out of books, notes you had to read, or drawings. You left without telling Kai or Siria, but you would probably find them, considering you're going to the same destination and those two definitely weren't to miss.

You float past all the lockers with nameplates, looking for your name. You proceed to float, using the lockers to pull yourself up and speed up towards the lockers that start with your last initial. Upon floating in front of the locker that had your last name written on top of it, you slam the locker open in excitement. Clothes sealed in recycled plastic, a pair of shoes, and an oxygen mask. Fortunately, it wasn't those old aquarium-like masks. When you learned about those you thought they were ugly as hell: a head in an aquarium. Those were designed like gas masks. Was that the best way to explain them? They only covered the mouth and nose part to breathe properly, it didn't cover the entire face anymore. You flash a skeptical expression towards the clothes in your arms. They were dark colors, dark colors in a hot amazon-like forest? If it were up to you, you wouldn't have chosen a little more, bare, clothes. For the sweat to at least dry up and not soak in the clothes. "Weird choice of clothes, right?", Siria appeared next to you, out of the blue, making you flinch. You quickly managed to cover it up and compose yourself, "I'm gonna end up looking like a crab while fighting a villain, kind of embarrassing." she laughs at your reply and grabs a hold of your forearm, "come on let's go change. Kai already went to change!" And with that, your friend pulls you with her. Changing your clothes was kind of awkward. The room was a big space where all women changed next to one another. It gave PE class vibes. You felt sticky and disgusting as you changed out of the clothes you wore for six years. Wearing fresh, clean clothes is always better than nothing. The material feels nice against your skin, and very cooling. As you look in the mirror, fixing every detail to look as neat as possible. You roll your sleeves up just a tad bit and tried to loosen the corset-like clothing piece around your upper body. It doesn't look exactly like a corset, but it's one of those clothing pieces that have a corset built into it. The mask is hanging against your hip, ready to be used 24/7 once you stepped foot on Pandora. The pants were a little wide thankfully, enough space to move into.

"What is it with the corset though? Who wears a corset while fighting?"

"Maybe it's bulletproof or something?"

After this whole ordeal in the dressing room with some people whining about the clothes being too hot, while others were second guessing if the outfit was nice to fight in, you finally made your way towards this common area. There everyone was awkwardly sitting, what one could call sitting in space. Everyone was given a granola bar to snack on and a sealed bag with a sweet drink in it. You leaned against Kai, as you were too tired to use your strength to hold onto anything. Eating the bar and sipping from the overly-sweetened drink, you listened to the peptalk your superiors were giving you all. They were mainly talking about how the RDA is sending more backup and technology, so it will be very tough to defeat them. There was also something about dead marines in Avatar bodies that really got your interest. The resistance's insider got this information the moment your air travel left to Pandora. Shit really is about to go down soon, so there is no time to dwell and laze around.

What almost felt like a decade to you, actually took just a few hours before you finally landed on Pandora. During the landing all, maybe twenty of you in total, were seated as you braced for impact. It wasn't too bad, it was like a plane landing. Before the doors opened, the duffel bags you took with you were placed on your laps. You were allowed to take your most important stuffs and put it in this bag. So what did you take? Your phone and Polaroid camera. I mean, you were barely twenty and missed a lot of your childhood, a little living and enjoying Pandora's scenery couldn't be too bad? You put your mask against your face, pressing it down and securing it as you breathe in the oxygen from the earth. Red lights flash through the area you're in with the others as the secured door lowers to the Pandorean ground, revealing the beauty of mother nature. You rise from your seat as your seat belt was already unclasped. Without waiting any longer, you rushed to the outside world in a heartbeat. Watching your surroundings, it seems like you landed on the resistance base. Unlike the RDA base, which you saw during your learning process, this one was more integrated with mother nature rather than destroying it to make space. It was so organic, so natural. A team was already waiting for your arrival, all standing in a row as you lock gazes with a Na'vi. Unlike the things you were taught about Na'vi clothing, this one was wearing human clothes. This was an avatar, the ones the RDA founded. If this already got you excited, imagine what will happen if you met a Na'vi.

You all greeted them in the formal Na'vi way. The sun was burning your skin as you listened to your superiors talk, but the fresh wind blowing through the air made you feel at home. "All of you here, thank you so much for being here and help the Na'vi." One of the people spoke. You learned that she was of importance to the resistance. "Over the past six years, while all of you where in cryosleep, we have decided where all of you will settle and with whom. RDA's focus is on the forest, so that is where we will place you at. We will divide you over the different forest clans, who are aware of your arrival and help." The warriors in front of you held a file, as they all opened it up and divided you all into teams. You waited patiently with your arms behind your back. You were pretty confident about where you would be placed at. Surely it would be a clan where you would come of great use, right?

"And last, for the Omatikaya clan. The top three warriors of the class: warrior (Y/N), warrior Kai and warrior Siria. Ending on top of the class in both theories and physical, they will get placed into the clan in the most danger: the clan with RDA traitor Jake Sully. You will be taken with Norm, who is of importance to the Omatikaya clan." So Norm was his name. A pretty goofy one if you had to be honest. The avatar named Norm stood at least 10 feet tall as he looked down at all of you, literally. You just reached around his crotch area, which is kinda embarrassing because imagining running into his front. Hopefully, he likes to travel in his human body more. "Then that's settled, Oel Ngati Kameie." His hand rested against his forehead, slowly bringing it down to his chest as he watched the three of you proudly, who were standing at front confidently. You flashed him a kind smile in return, ready for whatever adventure you will come across, "Oel Ngati Kameie."

Before you knew it, you were on your way to high camp, the base of the Omatikaya clan. Since the doors of the helicopters were slid open, you could peek out of the helicopter and admire the beauty of Pandora. Your eyes lit up as you saw mother nature herself and the animals that lived within it. It was something so magical, something unbelievable. A group of birds flew past you and you looked back at them in awe. It was a species you never saw before, a species that doesn't exist on planet Earth. "Are those the hallelujah mountains?!?" Kai almost fell out of his seat at the sight, heading over to your body that was basically sitting at the edge of the helicopter. He took a seat next to you as he threw his arm around your shoulders, "they're floating, like literally!" You reached for your bag, taking your Polaroid camera out and snapping a pretty picture of the sight. The Polaroid left the bottom of the camera and you ripped it off, shaking it to make the picture appear, "this is going to be in my travel journal." You announced proudly as you stared at the way the ink slowly faded in. "I can't believe I'm actually doing this, I might throw up and pass out!" Siria leaned back as her head tolled back as well, as if accepting it all if she died right now. Norm watched the three youngsters with proud smiles on his face. He remembered being this excited himself when he first got to Pandora and saw the beauty for himself, "we are almost there kids, brace yourself. You will be staying at high camp to integrate with the Omatikaya." A squeal left Siria's lips as you could only watch the horizon,

excited for what's about to come.

A/N: hii!! Thank you sm for reading! This was an introduction type of part, so it's similar to the introduction of "You're dead to me". Do not worry, this is a Neteyam x reader so he's coming in the next part. Stay tuned and let me know what you thought. <3

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my obsession with Norman Reedus is unhealthy. 

𝖫𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖦𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖩𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖵𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗄𝖺, 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗈𝗒.

I think he looks much better with his scars. he may be dead, but he’s one sexy deceased ginger. 

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DEALER!ELLIE X READER - CATWOMAN. [COLLEGE/UNIVERSITY AU].

WORD COUNT - 3,282.

RATING - 18+. [use of alcohol, use of marijuana, oral sex reader!receiving].

SUMMARY - smitten with a woman she’s never seen before, ellie is willing to give free weed to the femme fatale with nothing in return, but you too stubborn to leave ellie empty handed, you come up with an idea both you and ellie are attune about.

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Ellie had wished she had been born different, she had silently requested she wasn’t as easily obsessed as she was during this current life; it was Halloween and Dina and Jesse had dragged Ellie to a frat party after numerous of pleads for Ellie to get off her ass and celebrate with them. Ellie hated Halloween, she never told anyone why but she despised it, she had only accepted the invitation because she did not want to hear Dina complain any longer.

Currently, Ellie had backed herself up to one of the corners of the walls, she had her hand around one of the red cups that was offered to her the moment she entered the area. She had also been offered much booze, and she didn’t deny any of them, anything to get herself out of the grumpy mood was accepted. Moreover, aside from the beverages she had downed herself with, your appearance had to take the cake, you had strutted into the party with fierce confidence, the Cat Woman outfit you had worn had caused your provocative display to be even more appealing and arousing.

Ellie had noticed you had worn the Cat Woman outfit from the newest Batman movie, Ellie had watched your every single move, she was sweetly captivated by your allure and figure, she had observed that others had recognised the risqué attitude and appearance you had and it had commenced people to immediately attempt to offer you drinks, Ellie had found it funny with the way people had drooled and surrounded you. Yet, it had made her curious, she had never seen you before, and if she had seen you prior to this event, she would’ve indubitably remembered it.

Ellie had presently turned to look at her best friend, Dina who had currently been talking to one of the people in the party, but the moment Ellie had nudged her, she twisted her gaze towards Ellie, “Dina, who is she?”

Dina had then curved to observe who Ellie was talking about, the second Dina had recognised who her auburn haired friend was implying of, both of her eyebrows had quickly jerked upwards. “That’s [Y/N] du Armani,” Dina casually replied, “she’s a fashion student and she’s the daughter of the top sponsor of the University, she’s like crazy rich.”

“How comes I’ve never seen her before?” Ellie suspiciously inquired, Ellie had never even heard of you and if you had been the daughter of the top sponsor of the University, she would’ve thought she would’ve heard of your name by now.

Dina creepily smiled at Ellie’s question, she could easily tell that Ellie was intrigued by you, and she would’ve encouraged Ellie to come up to you, but she had heard things about you that had made Dina unsure if she’d want to have her friend smitten by you.

“I’ve been told most of the time that she stays in her dorm if she’s not in class, but other than that, Ellie, the girl’s a player, if you don’t want your feelings hurt don’t do anything with her.”

Perceptive to Dina’s information, Ellie gently beckoned her head, considerate of Dina’s short warning. The girl had then proceeded to drag her boyfriend to the dance floor the moment one of her favourite songs had blasted through the speakers; alone, Ellie lightly huffed through her lips and looked at her almost empty cup, she had thought to get a refill but she hadn’t been bothered to push herself off the wall and push through bodies that had pressed against each other.

“Are you the dealer?”

Shit, Ellie didn’t even see you making your way towards her, her eyes were wide and the grip around her cup had stiffened, the moment Ellie had recognised, that you had been talking to her she had blinked a couple of times, embarrassed that you had caught her in a daze motion.

You had laughed at her taken aback stance, it had seemed like Ellie had attempted to look behind her to make sure you were conversing with her, but her green eyes had just met with the wall that aided her balance. “Well, there’s no one behind you,” you lightly joked.

Ellie turned to face you again, she had seemed less surprised as she had tried to make herself seem less like a fool. “How do you know I deal? Are you the police?”

In faux let-down, you had looked down at your feet. “Maybe you’re not the dealer,” you said in error, yet, it had seemed like Ellie had taken your disappointment seriously which had caused her to widen her eyes.

“Oh, I do deal but I don’t have anything on me right now, shit, I’m sorry.”

You had lifted your face to face her, there was a small pout on your face but it was detectable. Your pout was dainty and pretty and it had pushed Ellie to want to help you with your weed problem, “that’s fine, I’ll look for someone else.”

“No, we can go back to my accommodation,” Ellie countered, she had hidden much of her stash there and had barely been detected for some reason, but she did not want to jinx anything and thank God that she hadn’t been exposed.

“Okay,” you had simply muttered, “I found the party boring anyways,” you hadn’t been in the party for more than thirty minutes, but you had just wanted people to see your erotic outfit you had made yourself. You had followed Ellie out of the frat party, she was a couple of steps ahead of you but had consistently checked if you were still behind her. “How comes you haven’t dressed up for Halloween?” Aside from her not wearing any costumes, you had observed that she had looked like a lumberjack.

“I hate Halloween,” Ellie bluntly answered, she hadn’t told anyone why she disliked the Holiday, the only people who knew the reason for her distaste of the event was her family, it wasn’t admittedly a topic she liked to converse about.

You had examined her up and down, humoured that she had hated Halloween but attended a Halloween party. “Then how comes you were at the frat party?”

“Because my friends forced me to come.”

“How would your friends feel when they learn that you left them to give me weed?” You curiously inquired, if she had seen the way your eyes had glistened, she would’ve thought you had a commodity sneaking up your sleeve, but it had actually lauded you that she was willing to take you to her accommodation, mayhap it was because she would be receiving money as an outcome.

Ellie had snickered at your comment and gently waved her hand as a short response. “They’d get over it.”

The entire walk towards her accommodation had been brimmed with the two of you endlessly conversing with each other, you hadn’t thought that you would be engrossed enough to have a long conversation with her. Though, Ellie had actually been an enticing person, she had informed you that she does Music but likes to do Art as a hobby along with reading comics, you had found it cute with the way she spoke about planets and how sometimes her words slurred due to the amount of alcohol she had consumed.

The both of you had eventually ended up at her accommodation, the walk was quite long but Ellie had used Jessie’s car to come to the frat party so there was no way he would’ve allowed Ellie to use his car for her business, and she did not want Dina to see that she had fell into the traps of the Cat Woman who stole everyone’s attention the minute she walked in.

The auburn-haired girl had checked if her roommate was in, fortunately the coast was clear, it wasn’t like Ellie was ashamed to bring you in, her roommate was nosy and loved to gossip. If she saw you behind Ellie she would’ve undeniably typed away. On the other hand, Ellie had been surprised that her roommate hadn’t snitched on Ellie about her weed business, perhaps it was because Ellie was sort of her dealer; howbeit, Ellie had assisted you to the shared sofa before she directed herself to where she kept her stash and decided to pre-roll you at least five blunts. You had been grateful for it, surprised even, people had pre-rolled you weed before but not five.

“Ellie, if I’ve known you longer, I would’ve thought you had a crush on me because of this,” you comically asserted while you had felt the dip of Ellie’s weight press beside you.

“Anything for the pretty lady,” she jokingly replied.

“Wanna smoke with me?” You offered, you had thought it would have been lame to end the night with the two of you not smoking anything together, moreover, the both of you had left the frat party because you had mutually found it disinteresting, the least you could do together is have a good time.

She had been quick to take out a lighter, and during her action you had pulled off the Cat Woman mask that had covered half of your face, as a consequence, the moment Ellie’s eyes had rebounded to you, she had felt her heart attempt leapt out of her chest, she had felt her throat close and her cheeks start to heat up, you were even more sublime than she had thought you would’ve been and it made her nervous.

“Have you ever been caught?” You asked and it took Ellie a few seconds to regain her conscious.

She had begun to hate the fact that you had briskly made her feel this way, because she knew what it would lead to. “Not yet,” she awkwardly replied which had inferred you to breathily laugh at her answer, she had then gestured you to pass one of the pre-rolled blunts for her to light and silently you had obeyed her small task.

“I’ve heard that your family sponsors the Uni,” Ellie stated while she had passed the blunt to you, she had looked at you, impertinent to your background.

It had seemed like the strength of the alcohol had slowly died down in her system, she had appeared more serious and examining, her green eyes clear of prying intent. You had dramatically sighed before you had huffed one pull, people had usually asked you about your family and from time to time you’d get annoyed by it, though, during this circumstance you couldn’t be agitated, this was someone who pre-rolled you weed, the least you could do was speak about your family.

“Yeah, du Armani,” you kindly answered.

“How comes I’ve never seen you before?”

Ellie had been greedy for information, even though she had gotten the information from Dina, she had wanted an answer from the actual woman herself. “I just didn’t want to,” you hastily shrugged, you had then passed the zoot to the freckled face girl who had patiently waited for her turn, before you had given the roll to her, she had watched every movement of yours, her eyes intrusive and enamoured, you had turned to look at her while the both of her lips covered the piece, “why ask?” You inquired.

“I don’t know,” Ellie shrugged, she could feel her ears heat up whilst her eyes trailed to her hand that had held the weed, timid to look at you in the eyes once more. She could see through her peripheral that you had widely smiled at her shy state.

“You haven’t told me your name,” Ellie muttered in hopes to get the apprehensive circumstance off her.

“[Y/N].”

You had then sat up during the moment Ellie had redirected the blunt towards you, you could tell that she had wanted to inform you of her name, but you had, as of now been knowledgeable of it. “I know who you are,” you cut off, your eyes were slowly hazed, although, you had remembered that you still had to pay for her services. “How much for the weed?”

Silent, Ellie had contemplated about the prices, she had carried her face to view the ceiling and blew a soft smoke from her lips. You had smiled at her little action and smoothly giggled, content that she was able to make you briefly laugh, with her head rested against the face of the sofa, she had turned to face you. “It’ll be free this time.”

“No!” You loudly gasped, taken aback you had slapped her shoulder, ready to deny her free price once more if she had offered it again.

Ellie quickly sat up, just as dismayed as you. “You’re denying free weed?” She loudly exclaimed and you briskly nodded your head, within this scenario you had viewed Ellie as a mad woman, chiefly due to the fact that she knew you were a rich woman, and most dealers you went to would usually take advantage of that.

“I have to at least do something,” you stubbornly counteracted but Ellie adamantly shook her head, her decision final.

You had pulled back, both hands on your lap briefly upset that Ellie’s services were free, you didn’t want to make it seem like you were taking advantage of her, still, it was her that offered the free prices. Regardless, an idea struck your mind, you had felt a light bulb glow above your head and Ellie could tell you had been up to something, an impish idea running through your mind, giggly, you had pushed your bottom lips behind your lips ere you pressed your lips against Ellie’s ear.

It might’ve been the alcohol and the herbal influence, but accompanying Ellie in her accommodation, alone, had stirred erotic feelings in you. “How about I let you eat me out?”

Surprised, Ellie looked at you, the nerve and audacity you had, her pleasuring you for exchange for her giving you free weed? Your boldness was striking and it was moving for her, “do you usually ask that for people who give you free stuff?” Ellie brazenly challenged.

“No, only the pretty ones,” you mockingly countered.

Smitten, Ellie quickly gave into your proposal, her eyes vulgar, already randy for your taste, pleased, you had pulled yourself closer to her and clasped your lips against hers, her hands fast and eager to take off your Cat Woman outfit, you two had quickly transformed into keen rabbits, your tongues petting each other and lips swelling due to each other’s pressure, you had easily moaned into her mouth while her hands had rubbed over your breast after she hastily unclasped your bra, you had aided the girl to peel off the rest of your costume which had left you to only be in your underwear.

Ellie had then pulled away to view your body, enticed she had placed her hands against the side of your upper waist, her green coloured orbs had examined the beauty spots, the small freckles and the tattoos that had been embedded on your skin, “your body is so fucking perfect,” she lustfully whispered just before she had pressed her lips against your mouth, taking you in again you had moaned while you had wrapped your arms around her and allowed the auburn haired girl to rest you against the sofa.

Her fingers had quickly slid into the inside of your underwear, eager to slide them off your legs, the moment her eyes were set on the divine grail, she commenced to press her lips against the inside of your thighs, the scent of your tangy heat had aroused her, but she had wanted to keep herself tolerant, she had become lenient and restrictive to touch herself as she had wanted all her focus to be on her devouring you.

Hungry, her lips had lapped around your heat, her tongue moving in circles around your nub, her short nails dug into the skin of your thighs holding you into a tight and fixed position. You had moaned, your head had rested flat against the sofa and all you could see was the light that had shone above you, your eyes blurred while Ellie had occupied herself with consistently licking your pearl and sucking it till your body had twitched and ached.

“Fuck,” she murmured, her mouth full with your flesh ere her tongue had attacked your cunt, her fingers from her right hand sneakily made their way up to your pussy, motivated to rub against your clitoris and charge you into a numb and blissed circumstance. Your hands had reached to her hair, eager for the girl to quicken the pace, you had commenced to rub your cunt against her frame, randy and aroused, you had begun to wail in pleasure the moment she had fell into your desires.

Her fingers that had curled and twisted inside you were quick were keen to rub against your lump, Ellie’s eyes that had been focused on your heat had rolled up to view how gratified and content you were. Moaning her name and rubbing your nectar against her face, Ellie’s tongue, long and starved continued to flick against your clit, “you taste so good,” she softly whined, hastily obsessed with the taste of your jolt and relish, she had enthusiastically gathered your cum the moment you had loudly moaned and climaxed in her opening, Ellie had gasped against your skin, ardent to have more of you.

“I need more,” Ellie fervently moaned, her eyes now shut as she began to hump the sofa, her mind had disappeared to the erotic plane that had opened up to her, and she felt like she could cum with just having your taste in her mouth, having you moan her name and rubbing your pussy against her lips was enough to send Ellie into a frenzy.

“Oh God!” You whined, your hand had pressed against Ellie’s head, motivated to push her off but she had been too dominated with the taste of your cunt that she had been willing to send you into another orgasmic burst, “Oh God! Oh G—”

“Oh God?!”

Abruptly, the two of you had quickly pulled away from each other, you were quick to cover your naked body with your hands while Ellie’s roommate, Doris, had shortly covered her eyes with her hand. Embarrassed, you had hastily pulled your underwear and bra back on, your cheeks flustered during the moment you slid on your Cat Suit.

“Shit!” Ellie shortly cussed, she had wiped your ambrosia off her lips, flustered and disconcerted, Ellie had stood to her feet as she had watched you foolishly attempt to put on your clothes. “I’m so sorry,” Ellie abashedly apologised to Doris who had slowly recognised the femme fatale that had sat on the shared couch.

Her mouth slowly parted while Ellie scratched the back of her head, flustered she had known that there would be much apologies that had to be delivered to Doris as she had been caught eating out a student on a couch Doris had also used aside from Ellie. Howbeit, that was the last thing that was in Doris’ mind, her priority was in this case was that fucking [Y/N] du Armani was being eaten out by her roommate.

During the scenario, you hadn’t said much, you were focused on leaving the property so much that you had forgotten your mask on Ellie’s and Doris’ sofa, you had found the situation quite funny but you were still contrite and chagrined that you quickly turned to look at Ellie before you had left the accommodation with the see-through bag filled with pre-rolled weed she had made for you before the disaster.

song[s] that fit this song ⬎

⟶ shakira - she wolf.

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masterlist

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Druig ~ Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Angst = ❤︎

Fluff = ✿︎

Smut = ⚠︎︎ (minors DNI please)

Dark themes = ☾

Personal fave = ☆

Oneshots

I Told You to Stop ⚠︎︎

It’s Been a Long, Long Time ⚠︎︎

Centuries in the Making ❤︎⚠︎︎☆

Come to My Cabin ⚠︎︎ [Part 2]⚠︎︎

Who Heals the Healer? ❤︎✿︎

Out of My Life and Into Your Arms ❤︎☆

I Like the Burn

Warmth ❤︎☆

Talk to Me ❤︎✿︎

Play with Me ⚠︎︎☾

Flames and Longing for My Lover ❤︎⚠︎︎

Louder ⚠︎︎

Glass Shard to the Heart ❤︎

Mercy ⚠︎︎☆

Think Only of Me ⚠︎︎☾

Make You Scream ⚠︎︎

Put On a Show* ⚠︎

Just Like That* ⚠︎︎

Show Me, Don’t Pretend* ❤︎✿︎

Ancient Ties* ⚠︎︎

Keep Me in Your Mind, Keep Me in Your Heart* ❤︎

Comfort Person* ✿

Do As You’re Told* ⚠︎ | Druig x Reader x Bucky

Show Him Who You Belong To ⚠︎︎☾

Fuck Her Like You Mean It ⚠︎ | Druig x Reader x Ikaris

* 1K NYE Sleepover Event

Drabbles

Stop Talking, I Love You* ✿

Hot Cocoa and Snuggles ✿︎

Headcanons

Dating Druig Headcanon*

Husband!Druig Headcanon*

Protective!Druig Headcanon*

Eating Pussy Headcanon* ⚠︎

Exhibitionism Kink Headcanon* ⚠︎

Druig Fucking You at the Theatre Headcanon* ⚠︎

Druig Comforting You (mini) Headcanon* ✿

Druig x Virgin Writer!Reader (mini) Headcanon*

Druig Fingering You for the First Time* ⚠︎☆

Finding Out They Have Soulmates (mini) Headcanon

Stargazing (mini) Headcanon ✿

Druig Taking Care of Reader on Their Period ✿⚠︎

Comforting Insecure Reader ✿⚠︎☆

Druig x Reader with Plant Manipulation Powers

Dark!Druig (mini) Headcanon ⚠︎︎☾

Adopting a Cat/Dog with Druig (mini) Headcanon ✿

Druig Getting His Ass Eaten (mini) Headcanon ⚠︎︎

Druig + Overstimulation Headcanon ⚠︎︎

Druig x High Energy / Clingy Reader ✿

Druig’s Kinks Headcanon ⚠︎

Druig x One-Bed Trope (mini) Headcanon ❤︎✿︎

Hugging Druig from Behind (mini) Headcanon ✿︎

Using Your Safe Word for the First Time Headcanon ✿⚠︎☆

Reacting to the Snap (mini) Headcanon

Second Chances ❤︎✿⚠︎ (a short series) (Druig x Black Widow!Reader) (coming Jan. 2022)

Audio Masterlist (18+ only)

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