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“Eywa Vun Me Titxur” - Greath mother provide me strength

The sun beats down as you crouch down in the foliage scanning the greenery with Norm and the other scientists. Norm had needed some help and some of the warriors to guard you.  Titxuka was holding a strange interest in what you were doing and was asking questions while Noot and Kewuikhua  spanned out. “We use those for decoration for attracting a mate. Why must you take the sap from it?” “Well we might be able to make something for medicinal use. Or you never know we might even make a serum for helping us breathe Pandora’s air. Everything starts with a question and we want to learn more about this beautiful place.” “Do you hate not having a false body?” You look up at him and consider it. “I’ve never had an avatar so I can’t miss what I’ve never had. It would be easier to live here in this place I love.” You watch as Titxuka picked up the flower beside you, placing it behind your ear. “I bet I took very strange now.” you jest. “You do look strange, but not so it doesn’t suit.” “Uhuh. Is this a way to say you’re not totally ugly.” “Why can tawtates not accept compliments?” “We can! It’s just-“ “Titxuka!” You both jump as a voice booms as you turn and see your arch enemy himself the price of scowling. “Your needed in the village for training, not picking wild flowers like a shanwl.” “My apologised Ma Tsu’tey. I was asked to accompany today.” “Yes. I can see Noot and Kewuikhua were urgently needed as well from the way they are plucking the strings on their bows as if they wished for musical talent rather than keeping watch.  Either keep watch or head to the village.” “I will see you later Ma (Y/n).” “See you later Ma Titxuka” you nod to him as he scurried  with watch away. You don’t even bother to look at Tsu’tey as you go back to taking the samples. “Why do you have that in your hair?” your teeth grind. “I would have thought you would’ve known a flower when you say one.” “Why do you have it?” You look impressed at him. “Maybe it’s because I’m in a field. Eywa wonders.” You sneer and you see Tsu’tey’s tail whip before raising high. “That is for mating you should not have it." “Actually Titxuka says it’s for decoration.” Tsu’tey looks almost appalled. “You take knowledge from a youngling such as him?“ “Why wouldn’t I? He insightful.” “If you seek insight it’s certainly not with him.” “I’m sure I can ask Mo’at.” you dismiss as Tsu’tey scoff. “These flowers are not just for decoration, they are a proposition. They show interest in a potential mate.” You frown as you see Tsu’tey do something that you least expected him to do. He picked up a bigger flower placing it above the spot Titxuka had, his hands gentle as he moved the arrangement.  You watch his hand hovering a moment before withdrawing. A strange moment passes between you and for the first time you don’t know quite what to make it “You are odd looking.” Your brow falls to its usual stern expression saved for Tsu’tey as he usually says something stupid. “Well luckily I’m not a woman looking to be mated to someone that doesn’t know what a compliment is!” “You do not see. You cannot make tsaheylu, you cannot climb, you cannot fly an ikran. A rock here sees more." Anger flames your cheeks as your blood pounds. “What did you say?!” Your eyes pierce to Tsu’tey and for the fist time you see him flounder. The other scientist stopped working to look over at the commotion. “You have some nerve! How dare you look down at me because I’m a sky person when you accepted Jake who was a sky person may I add! You accepted him as he proved himself and when I try to do the same you can’t  help but find any fault in it! I’ve done nothing to you to give you reason but your still so obnoxious you can’t even grasp the idea that I’m wanting to help . Fine. Fuck off for all I care. You go your way I go mine. Leave me alone." Packing up your pack as you storm off back to the Outpost. "Norm I'm done for today!" you yell you hit the decompression dial before slamming the door shut once your inside before screaming in frustration.

Tsu’tey was an arsehole was your absolute opinion on the Na'vi. His constant dismissals of your presence, scoffing as you tripped, he even ventured into sarcasm if he felt it would add more insult to injury. You tried being nice to him, smiling and polite offering to help and he would dismiss you in a sharp tongue that left you shocked and embarrassed as you left. It got to the point on where you avoided him and where frustration and spite motivated you to stand your ground. Whenever you saw him glaring at you held your head high and walked on without a second thought. Today was one of the days Norm asked you to help around the village. Mo’at had taken a shine to you and often asked you to help with her tasks as Tsahik. She asked you to pick herbs and were on the way back when you had been stopped by An’tu. He was a young warrior that had just passed his Iknimaya and you had seen more of him around lately, bringing you fruit and wanting to catch up with how you were. He was a good kid and it was good to see him finding his stride with confidence. “The hunt was successful and I’ve brought a great bounty.” “Is that why your banged up?” You eye up the bandage on his arm, seeing his tail swoosh low. “It was a pankuluan. It is nothing.” “Your very brave An’tu. You should be proud.” He smiles brightly at you and his ears flick up and tails wags. It was very cute. “I have brought you something.” He moves into his pouch bringing out the large purple fruit that was your favourite from Pandora and you coo at the gesture. “Aw An’tu that’s so thoughtful of you thank you! You didn’t have to do that.” “I wanted to. Are you coming to the gathering tonight?” He asks as he kneels in front of you tail curling towards you. Before you can reply you a booming voice calls out An’tu’s name. “Don’t you have better things to do than to bother with a tawtute.” Irritation boils into the sharpness of your own tongue. “Oh I didn’t realise the clan were to be spoken to like they were still children when they passed their Iknimaya.”  His eyes sharp on you and his jaw ticks his chest puffing. “Do not speak of what you do not know.” “Oh I know of the rights, just also I know of the right it is for any Na’vi to have the freedom to speak and say they’re peace in the clan.” “You are not part of this clan.” Tsu'tey growls as you tut at him. “Careful Tsu’tey you almost sound human with that prejudice of yours.” Tsu’tey eyes are fire as he breathes heavily and An’tu eyes are wide in surprise. “I have to get these herbs back to Mo’at.” You pick up the basket of herbs you laid down. “Let me walk you there.” An’tu gets up from the ground “She has two legs she can walk herself.” Tsu’tey retorts. “And she can speak for herself.” You answer sharply eyes cold as you hold Tsu’tey's glare. Your eyes soften as you answer An’tu. “That’s ok kiddo I can manage this. I'll see you later.” Taking off for Mo’at’s hut breathing just a little easier as from the smell of cooked leaves hanging the rafters as Mo’at crushes ingredients in a mortar and pestle. “Causing trouble I again I see?” She asks knowingly not looking up as you dump the basket down. You huff a breathe out and it momentarily steams up your mask . “No Mo’at it’s nothing.” “Did An'tu offer you fruit?” You look up. “Yeah he did. He’s a sweet boy.” You smile “Tell you what he’s going to be a heartbreaker for the girls in the village. I can just hear the teenage angst already.” you chuckle “Has he done that before?” You paused looking at Mo’at over your shoulder and she looks purposely at you. “Yes. Why?” “Young warriors do everything they can to impress and show they can provide.” Mo’at replies. “I know. We all want to prove ourselves in some way.” “Men in particular.“ Mo'at remarks. “He's just  a kid who wants to brag about his success.” You dismiss. Mo’at stares at you as you take down the dry leaves but she looks outside seeing Tsu’tey watching her tent before he storms off.

The sirens behind you indicating for you to slow down to the curb. You indicate wondering why you were being pulled over. You weren’t speeding, you always signalled where you turned. Even though you and Sammy had been dating for a year and had gotten to know a few of his cop friend you still got nervous when dealing with the law.  You glance up and are relieved to see Sammy knocking on the window, smiling as you roll down the window. “Baby! What’s wrong?” You ask. “Excuse me Ma’am. Do you know why I pulled you over?” Sammy leans down the window, faking the stern cop act that has you biting your lip. “No Officer I don’t.”  “You left without a good morning kiss.” Oh god he was too fucking cute. “Oh no is that an arrestable offence?” “You’d like that wouldn’t you honey?”  Sammy winks grinning as he leans down to the window. “Isn’t this sexual harassment?” you smirk. “Section B 2.1 of the boyfriend code demands morning kisses and if not complied then the girlfriend has to be detained to correct it before going on her day.” “Shame I was hoping you’d arrest me but make it sexy.” You chuckle as Sammy opens the door leaning down and kissing you. Sammy caressing your face as your breathes mingle, your heart racing at how passionate Sammy could be.  “Don’t tempt me sweetheart.” He warns and the husk in his voice has you tingling all over promising a fun night when Sammy comes home. “I’ll more than make up for it when we get home.” “That’s a promise love. Drive save.” You Sammy shuts the door but doesn’t make any more to walk back. Turning on the ignition the stereo starts playing the next song. “Your impossible.” Sammy laughs. “Stay safe Officer Sexy you honk as you pull away blowing another kiss as Sammy blushes chuckling walking back to the cruser. “Do you have to be so disgustingly in love?” Ben jokes “Shut up.” Sammy nips but unable to stop smiling as all feels right with his day after seeing you.

"We shall keep eyes on the ministry. If there is even a whisper of their movement we shall be ready." "My lord...I humbly request myself to kill Dumbledore." You eye the wild haired woman seeing the desperate attempt to be noticed by your husband. Pathetic. "Do you think your capabilities able to do the job?" You ask Bellatrix eyeing her mockingly. "I think the great Albus is much more cunning than any of you give him credit for." "And what would you know of it?!" Bellatrix hisses, her dislike of you clear to everyone around the table. "Snakes are subject to be prey as well. It'll take more than a little wave of your want to catch the phoenix otherwise you'll end in it's talens." "You speak on a council you've not been part of some the start. " "Be that as it may I 'm in the believe that overstepping your reach leads to more that your hand getting chopped off. You'd learn to take advice from that." You reply smartly as and the table shifts, and Tom smirks behind you holding you close. Bellatrix ever the predictable explodes face flushed in rage. You never liked her to begin with but she was horrendously more ugly when her face turned like that. "This coming from a witch that still cannot find her magic? It's been what a month? One would think you'd be a muggle." Bellatrix snarls. "ENOUGH!" Tom bellows and the table goes silent, uncomfortable shuffling when Tom retains that as Bellatrix shrinks in her seat eyes on the table. "Your passion for the cause is admirable Bellatrix however your overstep. You dare believe that I would allow such filth to bestow these halls let alone lay and marry one? You insult me greatly Bellatrix and my wife. If you do again I will have your tongue make no mistake on that." You grin triumphantly before you feel you jaw grabbed and turned to face Tom. "And you wife...I believe you were not asked for your opinion on the matter and then spoke without permission." "Husband I..." "I see you so desperately want attention." You blink not understanding what he meant only being the dutiful wife you so aimed to be. "I can see you bewitching Malfoy, Dolohov, Greyback among others at this table that they are unable to focus." You gasp as Tom's hand delves underneath your gown gripping your throat holding you in place as you gasp. "My love please..." You yelp as your flipped onto the table, back flat as your pinned legs wide. "Don't be coy. Speak since you have so much to say. Look at the council while you do." You pant as Tom curls his fingers just the way you like them and moves faster. "I...I can't!" "Your back arches as your head hits the table as Tom picks up his speed before slowing down. "If anyone wishes to challenge me further your welcome to stay other wise council dismissed." Chair rattle as the witches and wizards evaporate out of the hall. "You were feisty today wife. What had your passions so aroused this evening I wonder?" He teases pulling his fingers out to your entrance waiting on your answer. "I hate Bellatrix! That a cunt that things she can take what isn't rightfully hers." You grunt as he delved in again going at a torturously delicious pace. "And who is it I supposedly belong to?" Tom raised an unimpressed eyebrow. "Me! Your mine! No one else's she can't have you!" You cry your pulled up as Tom growls into you. "Oh sweetheart. I don't belong to you. Your mine. This is my pussy to fuck to have wrapped nice and snug around me whenever I please. Mine." He growls as he smashed his lips into a messy kiss. All biting sucking and claiming as he removed his trousers and fucked you hard into the table. "Say it Wife your mine." Tom is taken aback as you yank his hair hard and his hips falter. "I am yours as you are mine. This cock is mine to ride, to take along with the rest of you. No one gets your moans, this mouth, this arse apart from me." You growl moaning as you clench around him at Tom's eyes roll into the back of his head as he picks up speed. Your climax coming impossibly fast with how good it felt and you cry out onto the table and Tom whines into your neck. He was yours.