#firsttry

oh no, pen! what happened? are you not feeling well? your face looks a bit funny, man I'm almost losing my crush on you

paring: jake Sully x dragon/fem reader

warnings: slight smut, 17+ at most, minors dni, bad smut, flirty reader.

summary: you are haivng a small consert for the tribe and catch Jake's eyes. never once did you think one night could lead to this.

author's note: this is really bad bc its like my first smut fic on tumblir. I've made others but they're even worse. so fi you don't like it dont read. tell me if its good or bad.

It was shocking for Jake to see a dragon sing., let alone someone of your size. Your wings were folded neatly, your head held high; no microphone like those singers on earth, but you were still singing, and the Na'vi around you played some instruments Jake had never seen.

But to be honest, he was already infuriated with you despite not knowing you. "who is she?" he asked Neytiri as the two sat down in the crowd a little away from the others as they could see you better. To that, you were hard to see. It's just that many Na'vi gathered there.-

"Y/N L/N, our best and only singer. Well, at least in reptile form. She s been here since we all formed, coming to this clan as hatching. Mother and father cared for her; she is our protector just as we are hers. You can say she is my spirit sister," Neytiri said and smiled once your gaze swepåt over to them.

You smiled back, revealing sharp white teeth and uncountably a pink tongue slithering out. Jake looked away for seconds except for the simple thing to have such an effect. Neytiri noticed and smirked.

She knew that today, you would be performing what your kind call a mating dance, meaning you are making small gestures into a dance having music to it. You had done it many times before, but never once did you touch any of the males around here.

But Neytiri knew that it would change with Jake. Soon enough, the song came to a drop, making you flare your wings, showing the wave pattering inside and the deeper color of your (s/c) scales.

Jake's jaws dropped, to be honest. He knew that dragons were known for their strong colors and attractive features but had never seen one, so he couldn't know if it was true.

"Just wait until she comes over," Neytiri whispered to him as the cue in the music began, and you started to slither your way over, singing still. Neytiri made the greeting gesture with her hand, and you dipped your head before snaking around jake, circling his tail and wrapping around his body like a snake.

You kept on singing but now had all the crowd turned attention to you two, and Jake got selections and hid his eyes away from the group. You noticed and flicked a wing to tell them off. After some minutes, they all moved out, leaving you and Jake alone.

The song had stopped, and now it was only the sounds of the forest and the breaths of you and Jake. You smiled at him sliding your tail down and up his chest and stomach "you're new," you said. It wasn't a question. It was a truth.

Jake nodded and gulped, being too stiff, not even answering. You chuckled under your breath, knowing that you had a certain way with men.

For even if you were a dragon, you knew how to flirt.

"cat's got your tongue, huh, Dreamwalker?" you clicked, a smirk growing on your lips, and when jake stole glances your way, it drove him near to mad.

He had just met you and still wanted you like nothing before. It made him frustrated, and you saw that. So you increased your actions, touching him with a claw and tracing the patterns on his body.

"I've never understood the way you've bonded with things. Connecting your braids and feeling the emotions of the animals. Wee dragons do things differently. Want me to show you, jake?" you asked, voice edged with a tone that jake could only describe as seductive.

How he loved it. He nodded, too weak to form words. You chuckled and moved closer to him, bringing your head close to his face -- so close that your lips nearly touched.

Jake felt his breath hitch as he stared at your big snout and then into your (e/c) glowing eyes. They were swirling with emotions he, too, felt and things he had never seen before.

You chuckled deeply, the sound vibrating your whole body and sending a shiver up jake's spine. You had that effect on him now, didnt you?

"you gotta speak up, blue boy," you said, your tail tightening aorund his waist and talon touching his jaw, forcing him gently to look into your eyes. to be that big, you were very gentle with touching him . he was still a stranger to you well halfway anyway.

Ever since you saw him when he came, you had slowly grown to like him. Of course, most knew the whole tribe did, and they tried getting you guys together, but the two of you were oblivious.

"wh-why did you choose me?" jake finally got out, and you were a bit surprised. You had yet to expect this question. Yes, why did you choose him? Bc he is new, and you were tired of the other males? or because he is blessed by ewya?

It was many possibilities. He just had to find the one he believed in. Then, finally, you told him, "you have to find out for yourself, baby boy. my heart chose you, and so did i." you said, nuding your nose under his chin and lifting his face.

Jake gasped when he felt your warm tongue slide over his throat and make him nearly buckle.

"so, jake, I barely touched you, and your pas out? Huh... Sky people are weaker than I thought" he knew you were just taunting him, but it made him angry. He gripped your tail and pinned his ears.

You saw this and raised a brow. But your flirting never ceased.

You had to get him to cross his own border. It would be fun to make him lose control. You really knew how bad it would be if he ever mated with you. or it would work. Maybe.

Jake, soon enough as you anticipated, lost control and kissed you. You giggled into his mouth but let him take control of this once.

And let us just say that the clan had problems sleeping that night.

Author’s Note: First off, this is my very first Aizawa One shot, so please. If you have any suggestions on how to improve my writing, message or comment right away. I would very much appreciate it. Second, English is not my mother-tongue, so if there are any grammatical errors, please notify me right away. Third, please tell me if you enjoyed it. If you did, feel free to share this to your friends who simp over Aizawa as well. And Lastly, Enjoy reading!

Warnings: Angst

Pro Tip: Please Listen to “Heather” By Conan Grey for better experience ^^. 

Word count: 960

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It has been a normal and stressful day for Shouta Aizawa, teaching his students, taking care of paperwork, and planning out his lesson schedule for tomorrow. As he was about to lock his office, he caught eyes with Y/N, who was running towards him.

"Hey Shouta, ready to head home I see." She chuckled and leaned at the wall beside his office door, looking exhausted as ever.

"Students tire you that much." He asked as he began walking towards the entrance of the school. Its dusk, painting the sky with orange and red hues. Time like this makes Shouta more attractive, Y/N thought to herself.

"Hm? Well, not quite. I think I stretched my muscles too much on today's training." She sighed as she started walking beside him. Unknowingly, the person beside her stopped walking.

You turned around to see that Shouta was looking straight ahead, straight to a certain blondie. You can't admit it but, when you saw the way his face started to redden, your breathing hitched, your heart dropped. Of course, what were you thinking? You and Shouta had only known each other for a few years, sure you had a fair share of interactions, especially when you just started as a teacher assistant. But as time passed by, your attraction for him, which started as just mere adoration, increased to the point that you madly fell in love with this mysterious, cunning, and gorgeous man in front of you.

As you took a deep breath, you returned to your normal goofy self and approached the man once again.

"Am I dreaming or the Shouta Aizawa is blushing right this moment?" You teased as you brought him out of his stance. He looked away as he cleared his throat and started walking again. You skipped until you reached the entrance of the school to tackle the one and only Hizashi Yamada, or Present Mic.

As much as it pains you to hug him, you need, no required, to act normal.

"Y/N, HOW GREAT IT IS TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" He, unknowingly, used his quirk, Voice, on you, making your ears to nearly bleed. Before he can proceed to make your ears bleed, the volume of his voice became tolerable. You turned around to see Shouta's red eyes and his hair floating.

You pulled away and gave Shouta a look, returning Hizashi's quirk back. He pinched the bridge of his nose, "You need to stop using your quirk unless you want Y/N to end up deaf for the rest of her life. "

"I'm so sorry, Y/N. I just missed you. We didn't cross paths at all today, and you know how I am when I miss someone dear to me." Hizashi scratched the back of his neck as he looked at you.

"It's no big deal, Zashi. Just don't make a habit of it then we're good." You smiled at him.

"You have always been forgiving and selfless, N/N. I really like that about you." He returned your smile and placed his sunglasses back in place.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go to a bar and celebrate finishing the week alive!" Hizashi pumped his fist in the air, almost resembling Toshinori, commonly known as All Might.

"I got to pass, something came up, and it's urgent. Sorry guys." You scratched the back of your head as you looked at them.

"Do you want me to go with you? Or at least bring you home?" Shouta slowly approached you.

"No, no. It's fine. You guys enjoy whatever plan you have for the evening. I'll just head there myself." You chuckled lightly as you waved your hands in front of you, like a high schooler.

"If you say so. Safe travels, Lady Y/N. We shall meet again soon. " Hizashi bowed, making you giggle.

"And to you as well, Sir Yamada and Sir Aizawa." You curtsied, making Hizashi released the loudest laugh you heard, while Shouta let out a small, quiet chuckle. 

You said your farewells and went into separate ways.

When you got home, you slowly went to your bedroom. You lied to avoid Shouta but also to make him spend time with his childhood friend, now knowing his true feelings for the certain loud-mouth. You sighed as you took off your clothes to wash all the sweat and dirt off your body due to the intense training and teaching to your students.

As you stepped into the warm shower, you can't help but think of Shouta and Hizashi. You knew that Hizashi had fallen in love with Shouta, he told you himself. But you didn't expect that his feelings would reciprocate. Before you know it, you felt something stream down your face. Thinking it was only water, you continued to wash. But when you stepped out of the shower, something is still streaming down your face. When you looked at the mirror only then did you realized you were crying.

You wiped your face and started to get dressed for bed. Before you laid down, you went to your closet and took out a black box. Inside was a black sweater. You put in on and proceeded to walk towards your bed, only to be engulfed by the scent the sweater had. It wasn't a bad order. It smelt like a strong cologne, one you know very well. 

As you nearly crawled your way to the bed, the tears in your eyes didn't stop. Finally, you reached your destination and instantly buried under the covers and hugged your pillow tightly. Your tears didn't stop, making a wet spot on your pillow. Slowly, as tiredness seemed to lull you to sleep, you had one thought in mind.

Marla grinned. Sam grinned. Jennifer Peterson looked a bit confused, but didn’t they all? And Fran, perfectly in her role of Francis smiled warmly at Jennifer as Marla reminded Sam „to treat her like a Queen“. More like „A Queen in her Tower“, Frans Smileys grew wider, this was the end of the speech, now Marla would assure Jennifer one last time, there it was „take care Miss Peterson, we will talk soon“ and they left.

In the corridor Francis‘ warmly worried elderly smile became Frans, nearly done with this part and everything had gone smoothly. Smoothly as ever as she and Marla were, well Marla and Fran, working hand in hand and even got cake out of it. And then stepped out of the care facility into the sun. Into the car. This time Marla was driving and whilst Fran loved driving this was nice too. Sitting in the passenger seat, slowly putting on her seating belt while stretching her back and just looking at Marla. Giving Marla that look. And another one. And Marla looking back at her, then watching the road and only looking at Fran with their hands as they tangled between them in the air, without any purpose, but not wanting to let go. The sun came fully out and Fran chewed the last bit of Jennifer’s welcome cake. Chocolate. The perfect start for what they had planned next.

Marla pulled the car to the side and there it was, without looking Fran could feel the knowingly look of these blue eyes and as she turned her head and responded, they got out of the car and started walking. Mission number one for today accomplished: getting the cherry in the facility. There were many more to dos on the list for the both of them, but for now number two: Nothing. It was great. Actually Marla hated doing nothing, but she loved this nothing, this nothing of Fran and her walking the little trail, this nothing of watching Frans dark curls dancing in the sun and shimmering and glancing in her eyes and Fran laughing in Marlas face as they arrived at the little meadow. This nothing that was everything.

Fran, prepared as she always was for these kinds of things even when Marla tried to surprise her, pulled her little blanket out and spread it on the grass. Marla knew that was for her, Fran would simply sit and lay on the grass and feel the earth as it was and right now Marla would have too, she wouldn’t have cared for her yellow suit to get a little grassy and green, after all she could just bring it to the cleaners or rather have Curtis bring it to the cleaners for her. Just because she could. Or she would buy a new one. But of course she appreciated the blanket a lot.

They got down, Marlas back hit the ground and she closed her eyes against the sun. She groaned „thank you, Fran“ „hmmm“ Fran was already all over her and next to her, half over her chest, Marlas legs over hers, just laying in the sun eyes closed.

Marla chuckled as felt Fran stretching and moving up to her head. She felt Frans fingers on her cheeks and her breath in her neck. She felt Frans lips against her lips and Frans face in her hands, and then it was not her face it was her back and she pulled her closer. She felt Frans skin against her hands, wait she didn’t pull her girlfriends shirt over her head, did she? so Fran must have done it herself before even laying down. She opened her eyes and looked right into the daring glance of these dark eyes above her own. Then these eyes wandered down, staring at Marlas suit and jacket still covering her arms.

Peter : Mr. Stark ?

Tony : yeah ?

Peter : In today's world its either Yeet or be Yeeted.