Warnings: MINORS DNI 🔞, P in V, raw sex, semi!dirty talk, praise, cockwarming, (technically) breeding
A/N: I decided at literally last minute that I wanted to join in on Kinkmas, so this might seem a bit rushed. Hope y’all still enjoy it though! :)
Summary: So’lek took the Sarentu he had grow closest to on an overnight trip to observe a nearby RDA site, but they get stuck in a cave during a heavy storm. They build a small fire but they’re both still freezing, so they come up with another way to keep each other warm.
So’lek grunts in annoyance as he climbs further up the steep hill, rain pelting him in the face and nearly making him lose his hold on the outcropping rock he had been holding onto. He regains his hold quickly before glancing behind himself at the other Na'vi with him — one of the female Sarentu. She was the one that escaped alone when he was helping Alma rescue her and the other remaining members of her clan from TAP.
She’s right behind him as they climb the rock, and only a few minutes later So’lek reaches the top of the hill and the foot of the cave, reaching down to grab the Sarentu’s hand before lifting her up into the cave beside him. They both just rest there for a moment, catching their breaths as they watch the middle of the storm finally reach them, the rain pouring down outside the cave nearly enough to form a small waterfall.
After a few moments the girl Na’vi stands and heads deeper into the cave, finding a few dry branches and setting them up to make a fire. So’lek does his best to scout the area around their cave without getting himself drenched by the rain, then he makes his way over to her just as she lights the fire.
She adds a few more sticks and small branches to the fire before carefully stripping off most of her coverings, leaving herself only in her tewng, chest covering, and her chest plate. So’lek watches her silently, his eyes trailing over her body here and there, pausing over the small bruises on her hips and the occasional bite spread out over her inner thighs from one of their most recent endeavors.
Hours later the pair are huddled together as far back in the cave as they can get, the Sarentu visibly shivering even as So’lek adds more wood to the small fire. He’s more discreet about his lack of warmth, but he’s quick to huddle back up behind her once he’s finished adding the remainder of the wood to the fire. So’lek takes a moment to consider his options before leaning in and wrapping his arms around her waist, resting his forehead against the back of her neck as he gently pulls her closer in an attempt to share their body heat with one another. The Sarentu smiles as he leans in close, resting one of her hands over his even as she continues to shiver, her teeth chattering quietly.
Both of them try desperately to sleep but even as So’lek begins warming slightly, the girl’s chattering teeth and insistent backing up to get closer to him does nothing but keep him awake. This goes on for another ten minutes before So’lek thinks of something new to try and begins softly pressing kisses to the back of her neck, his tail curling gently around her’s when she gasps softly.
Only minutes later the Sarentu had given him verbal consent and now So'lek had pulled her tewng to the side, lazily thrusting two of his own fingers inside her, groaning softly at the quiet moans she let out as he stretched her gently. As if she wasn't already practically putty beneath his hands, he was also finding amusement in whispering little comments, whether he meant for her to hear them or not she wasn't sure. "Nìtxan 'ekxin...tswìk oe nemfa nìtxan nìltsan. (So tight...sucking me in so well.)" So'lek murmured right beside her ear, chuckling softly as her cunt fluttered around his digits.
The Sarentu whimpered needily, bucking her hips against his hand before grinding her hips back against him through his tewng, “Please, So’lek.. Oe nìtxan mek, kin nga mìfa. (I’m so empty, need you inside.)” So’lek coos softly, nuzzling his cheek against her shoulder as he gently pulls his fingers from her before moving his own tewng to the side. He used her juices on his fingers as lube as he stroked his cock once, twice, before lining it up to her entrance and slowly pushing into her.
It seemed that they both held their breaths until he was fully bottomed out inside her, a soft whimper falling from her lips as So’lek muffled a groan against her shoulder. He allowed her a few moments to adjust before he began slowly pulling out until only the tip remained, then slowly but deeply thrusting back in, repeating his movements until little moans were spilling from her on each thrust in.
As he steadily rocked against her, soft groans and quiet curses continuously slipped out of So’lek’s mouth, little murmurs of “O-oh, fuck-” or comments muffled against her shoulder that make her stomach flutter and her cunt clench around So’lek’s cock. “Tsä’ pxaw oe.. nafì’u sìltsan ‘evenge. (Gushing around me..such a good girl.)” the words were whispered right against her ear and her inner walls gave another flutter around him, a choked moan falling from her lips as his tip grazed her g-spot, “Nga kop txukx… (You're too deep…)” So’lek groaned again before pressing a soft kiss against her shoulder in response to her words and her tone.
She could tell when So’lek was close to his release by how his cock twitched inside her, how he wet a few fingers on his free hand before reaching around and beginning to rub quick steady circles against her clit to mask the way his thrusts were starting to get sloppy and uncoordinated. “Lu nga tstu si? (Are you close?)” he asked her, his voice pitching up slightly at the end as he swallowed down a soft whimper at the way her walls were beginning to milk him, bringing him dangerously close to the edge that he was desperate to push her over before him.
The Sarentu was about to answer him when she suddenly felt his tip brush against her cervix. A loud gasp left her mouth before her inner walls spasmed around him, properly milking him as her arousal squirted out and partially soaking both their thighs. So’lek let out a quiet broken moan, thrusting hard into her a few more times before pushing as deep in as he could go and stilling, panting quietly as Sarentu shivered slightly from the feeling of his cum painting her walls white.
A few more minutes passed as they both just relaxed, panting quietly until So’lek gently adjusted their position, returning to properly spooning her while letting her warm his cock, both of them purring softly while he pressed light kisses up her jaw, his hips lazily grinding against her. “Lu nga sang set? (Are you warm yet?)” So’lek broke the silence after a while and the Sarentu couldn’t help the quiet chuckle that left her until they were both laughing quietly, the loud but calming sound of the rain outside the cave eventually sending them both to sleep.
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disclaimer: I won’t be writing for every single prompt that is on each day, I’ll likely just pick one or two since there’s a few that I’m not really sure how to write or I might be uncomfortable with some, so please keep that in mind!
If anyone has any specific character requests for certain days, feel free to comment, dm me, or drop the request/suggestion in my inbox! I will try to do any requests I get for the days, though I might also do requested characters for different days if I already have certain characters in mind for certain days or feel like I could write for a requested character better for a different day.
All characters written for are written as aged up or are already of legal age.
Days & Prompts + characters:
(my “maybes” for characters/prompts will be in orange next to the day, my “yes” for characters will be in green)
1. Masturbation & orgasm control - Rotxo
2. Coming untouched, kidnapping & age play - Recom!Miles Quaritch
Warnings: face-sitting, oral fem receiving, interspecies relationship/sex
Summary: The future mate of the Omaticayan Olo’eyktan is growing restless while they wait for the scientists to finish growing her an Avatar body, so Neteyam has come up with a way to hold her over in the meantime.
A/N: All characters are 18+ (Neteyam is 20, reader is 18+), I forgot to post this yesterday so it’s a day late 😅 also yes I kinda cut it off at the end but that’s just cause it started deviating from the day’s topic
Taglist: @daydreamer246 @ikeyniofthetayrangi
Y/N slowly lowers herself to sit on Neteyam’s chest, her legs spread wide as she straddles his shoulders. “Teyam, I’m not so sure about this.. what if I suffocate you?” She murmurs quietly, her cheeks aflame from embarrassment as her mate lays below her, a smirk on his face as he gently tugs her forward until she’s sat nearly directly over his mouth.
He licks against her clit through her underwear and she positively keens, her hands instinctively going down to grab at his braids. Neteyam gently pulls her closer, seating her on his face properly and stroking her thighs slowly, smiling up at her when she looks down at him. “If I suffocate because I’m pleasing my mate, then that’s an honorable way to die in my eyes.” He murmurs softly, and he can’t help but chuckle as his remark makes her visibly shiver.
Y/N gives him the go-ahead and Neteyam is quick to push her underwear to the side. He’s practically holding her down against his face as he alternates between flicking his tongue against her clit and flattening his tongue against her entrance, occasionally pressing it into her just a bit to tease her before returning his attentions elsewhere. Meanwhile, Y/N’s started bucking against his mouth, soft whines and moans slipping from her as she struggles slightly to stay upright on her mate’s face.
As Neteyam gently slips a finger into her cunt and sucks her clit into his mouth, Y/N’s being forcefully brought to her second orgasm of the night, the first one Teyam had pulled out of her by holding her by the hips and having her grind against his thigh. Y/N shakily mumbles a warning down to Neteyam about her impending climax, her hands fisting his braids a bit harder and she whimpers as he groans against her core, hearing him talking to himself as he begins finger-fucking her cunt. “Such a pretty pussy, yawne. So tight around my fingers, bet you’d feel like heaven around my cock.”
Paired with his words and the way Neteyam crooks his fingers against her g-spot, Y/N yelps as she’s vaulted into her orgasm, curling forward over his head as she gushes around his fingers, the three that he had somehow fit into her. Her mate gently works her through her climax, carefully pulling his fingers out to lap greedily at her slick, groaning quietly into her cunt. A few minutes pass and Y/N whines, gently but forcibly pushing at Neteyam’s head as he pushes her towards overstimulation, letting out a tired whimper as he finally relents, pulling her down to sit on his stomach and gently pulling her down to rest her head against his chest, rubbing his hands against her back soothingly.
“Did so good for me yawne, such a good girl baby.” Neteyam coos next to her ear and smiles as she nuzzles against his chest, the vibrations of his purring beneath her making her smile. They lay like that for a while before Y/N sits up, sliding down to sit in his lap but freezing as she feels it; his cock hard and tenting his loincloth to the point of discomfort. It rests now against her ass and she and Neteyam share a heated gaze before she nods slowly and reaches back, undoing his loincloth a little clumsily but it gets the job done. “Are you sure?” Neteyam asks, a dutiful worrisome mate as always, and Y/N leans down to kiss him softly before sitting back up and nodding, offering him a nervous smile, “I’m sure, Teyam.”
Warnings: sexual roleplaying, elements of dub-con, sheltered!reader, tsaheylu, Na’vi heat cycle, breeding kink, fingering
Summary: Eetu and his mate decide to spice things up a bit in the bedroom, specifically by taking the days of her heat to act out the days after Y/N escaped TAP as if Eetu had found her before So’lek.
A/N: With the same logic as Jake’s hearing Na’vi as English in ATWOW, they’re speaking completely in Na’vi in this mc I just don’t have the ability to properly translate everything they’re saying due to my limited resources. Some Na’vi words will still be said in Na’vi, same as in ATWOW, but generally pretend it’s all in Na’vi 😅
Taglist: @daydreamer246 @ikeyniofthetayrangi
It doesn’t take much for Y/N to get back into the headspace she hadn’t been in for nearly three years now, not when she’s wearing her old TAP uniform and she’s running through the forest near the now abandoned building. She had no forms of protection other than the knife Eetu had gifted her, which she had strapped to her ankle beneath her boots.
When she had originally proposed the idea to her mate days ago, he was hesitant to leave her out in the open, especially with it being the beginning of her heat, though once she agreed to bring her knife Eetu agreed, although he was still a bit nervous about it. However, Eetu also knew his mate could handle herself, after all she was trained by Eetu himself, and Y/N knew he would be a lot less worried about her once he caught her.
Speak of the devil, Y/N hears Zumey screech not far behind her and she can’t suppress the small giddy smile that pops up on her face as she catches the faint hint of her mate’s scent. She runs for a bit longer before diving around a large tree and pressing herself hard against the bark, sucking in a breath and going stock-still as she hears Zumey circle overhead once, twice, before landing a bit of a ways away. Y/N waits until she hears Eetu hop off the ikran before she breaks into a sprint, heading towards a cave they had chosen beforehand when they were planning this whole thing.
Eetu had gone back to the cave last night to do a double-check that it was abandoned and relatively clean, as well as a comfortable size and not cold, taking some dry wood and bark to the back of the cave in preparation for their plans. Now, Y/N nears the cave and quickly removes her boots, tossing them nearby but not directly at the cave entrance before near-silently running into the cave and heading to the back.
She could already feel her heat beginning, her body heating up quickly and her thighs becoming slick with her heat-induced arousal, only made worse by the adrenaline and the knowledge that her mate was nearby. Y/N stumbled over to the pile of cloths and blankets that she had had Eetu drop off this morning while she was out running, climbing into the pile and quickly making a nest, panting quietly from her heat and from the exhaustion of running like that for that long. She coos quietly once the nest is how she likes it before reaching over and grabbing one of the flasks of water, downing half of it before closing it back up and relaxing into the nest.
It doesn’t take long for Eetu to find her; he had been tracking her scent since Zumey landed, and now that his mate was in an enclosed space her scent was even more evident, drawing him in like a predator hunting for his next meal. Once he reaches the cave he takes a deep breath to try and clear his mind, letting himself get into his role for their little game. He draws his bow and knocks an arrow but keeps it aimed at the ground, slowly walking into the cave.
Eetu goes slowly so his eyes can adjust properly to the low light, and he has to hold back a smile when he hears his mate whimpering quietly, no doubt she can smell him as he nears the back pocket of the cave. He rounds the corner at the end of the cave tunnel and smirks slightly as he sees Y/N laid on her stomach in her nest, her pants kicked off out the one side of the nest as she clumsily fucks herself with two fingers, whimpering into one of the blankets that she had bunched up beneath her head.
“Oh, look at you.. pretty little thing, just begging someone to help, yeah?” He murmurs quietly, unknocking his arrow and putting his bow across his shoulders where it usually rests on a hunt. Eetu slowly steps closer to the nest, dropping down to a crouch as he gets within sight of his mate. She whines pitifully at the sight of him and he chuckles as he sees her begin to fuck herself faster with her fingers, encouraged simply by his eyes on her.
Eetu sets his bow, quiver, and knife down outside the nest, also taking off his cummerbund and setting it down before climbing into the nest, cooing as Y/N lets out a quiet growl. He knows she was just playing her role, proud of her for being able to stick to the game even in the midst of her heat. He chuckles quietly and gently smooths his hands down her back, shushing her softly. “Now now, no need to get fiesty, Syulang, just gonna help you.” Eetu murmurs, biting his lip slightly as he watches her continue to fuck herself on her fingers, her slick soaking her thighs.
Eetu watches for a few long minutes before he hears Y/N let out a whimper that sounds like she’s ready to burst into tears, and he hurriedly undoes his loincloth, tossing it aside. He reaches forward under Y/N’s bunched up t-shirt, undoing the crappy RDA-issued bra and tossing it across the room, rubbing her back again and cooing softly. “Gonna let me stuff that pretty cunt, Syulang? Promise it’ll feel so much better than your little fingers, pretty girl.”
Y/N hurriedly pulls her fingers out of her cunt and lays down face down ass up, purring loudly as Eetu leans down over her and presses soft kisses and bites to her shoulders and the back of her neck, lifting herself slightly so he can take her shirt off for her. Once she’s completely bare she fully relaxes, cooing affectionately as Eetu nuzzles against her upper back in an attempt to calm her hormones down a bit, trying to ground her before she started getting too needy.
Eetu gently turns her head and kisses her deeply, reaching down and pressing his thick cockhead against her weeping cunt, groaning quietly as she squeezes him impossibly tight. “F-fuck, Syulang, gotta relax f’me, please.. there we go, good girl, such a good girl.” He murmurs, slowly inching his cock deeper and deeper into her until he bottoms out and she goes almost completely limp below him, already looking fucked out when he looks down at her, sitting up on his knees and rubbing her back gently, only giving small thrusts until she fully relaxes and settles into the feeling of him filling her up.
Eventually she starts fucking back against him and Eetu chuckles as he begins rolling his hips against hers, groaning quietly as she lets out needy whimpers and moans, her cunt gushing around him as he fucks against her g-spot. “So wet baby, really needed me, hm?” He whispers, mostly to himself but she whines out a “mhm” in response anyway, making him smile softly. Within a few minutes of fucking her, Eetu can feel himself nearing his climax and his thrusts pick up pace, losing his rhythm and getting a bit sloppy when Y/N clamps down around him and cums, not able to warn him as she mumbles incoherently beneath him.
“Fuck, f-fuck baby, gonna make me cum, ‘m so close.. that what you want, hm? Want me to give you a baby, make you a mama?” Eetu leans down on top of her, still fucking her deeply as he speaks quietly directly in her ear. She keens loudly and uses the rest of her strength to fuck herself back onto his cock harder, whimpering softly as she mumbles loudly, half of it incoherent. “P-please, wan’ a baby, please!”
Eetu groans quietly as he presses his forehead against her shoulder, panting quietly as he picks up his pace, his hips stuttering before he presses in as deep as he can and cums, Y/N whimpering as he paints her walls white. They both slowly calm down, Eetu nearly collapsing on top of his mate but he catches majority of his weight on his arms on either side of her. He leans his head down and gently kisses her temple and cheek, kissing her softly when she turns her head towards him. Eetu’s murmuring soft praises, not yet pulling out since he knows she’d throw a fit if he did after telling her he’d give her a baby. “Did so well Syulang, took me so well.. gonna be such a good mama, baby.” She coos quietly and smiles sleepily up at him, maneuvering herself to lay on her back so they can cuddle properly, his cock still nestled inside her warmth as they fall asleep, Zumey keeping watch outside the cave for the night.
This is just a list of all the characters I’m willing to write for that are in the Avatar & Avatar: The Way of Water movies and Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora game. I haven’t written for all of them yet, but I have for a few.
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heyyy guys, I haven’t seen a specifically avatar-themed kinktober for 2025, so I tried to just find a general kinktober list and found this one!
I’m thinking I’ll try to avatar-ify the prompts and do as many as I can; I still have work and other things going on but I’ll do my best.
does anyone have any specific requests or suggestions for any specific characters on any of the prompts?? (disclaimer: I won’t be writing for every single prompt that is on each day, I’ll likely just pick one or two since there’s a few that I’m not really sure how to write or I might be uncomfortable with some, so please keep that in mind!)
picture of the prompt list & dates from the post (listed above) below the cut!!
Warnings: Riding, fingering, squirting, praise, use of the words “cumslut” & “whore”, jealousy sex, heat sex
Summary: Exhausted by Reader’s heat, Neteyam lets his jealous little brother finally have a go at his mate while he recovers.
A/N: All characters are 18+
Taglist: @daydreamer246 @ikeyniofthetayrangi
Neteyam slumps down against the one wall of his and Y/N’s mauri, panting quietly as he watches his brother walk in. Y/N had fallen asleep on the sleeping mat but Neteyam could see she was starting to wake up, already whining softly for him as her thighs rub together subconsciously. Lo’ak glances at her for a moment before looking over at Teyam, mouthing the words “Are you sure?” to his older brother. Neteyam simply nods and gets comfortable where he’s sitting, having the perfect seat to see everything going on; he was okay with his brother helping but wasn’t yet comfortable completely leaving him alone with his mate in the state she’s in.
As Lo’ak slowly approaches Y/N, she finally opens her eyes slowly, cooing quietly as she notices Lo’ak. She had originally had an interest in both of the Sully brothers, but had decidedly chosen Teyam as her mate, though she did still here and there have feelings, both physical and emotional, for Lo’ak.
She blinks a few times and sits up slightly with a confused noise, looking around hurriedly until she catches sight of Neteyam, whining quietly for him, “Ma Teyam?” Her mate shushes her gently, offering a soft reassuring smile as he lightly waves her on. “It’s okay Yawne, I’m right here. Lo’ak’s gonna help you, gonna make you feel good so I can rest up a bit.” Neteyam explains quietly, though he does scoot a bit closer so Y/N can feel more comfortable.
The mates discuss things quietly for a bit longer before Y/N is finally on board with the idea, and less than five minutes later she’s writhing and mewling, her cunt gushing around three of Lo’ak’s fingers as he curls them swiftly against her g-spot, his thumb rubbing fast circles against her clit. He’s panting quietly as his free hand strokes his cock, letting out his own little grunts and moans as precum drips down his length.
Teyam gently shushes Y/N as she cums on Lo’ak’s fingers, whining softly as her thighs shake. He gives Lo’ak a curt nod and Lo’ak gently manhandles Y/N onto her stomach, putting a bunched up blanket beneath her hips to raise her ass a bit more for easier access. Lo’ak gets on his knees, straddling her thighs and gently rubs the tip of his cock against her entrance, groaning quietly as she’s already sucking him in a bit. He leans down to kiss Y/N’s shoulder then gently, slowly presses his cock into her, resting his forehead against the back of her neck as he slowly bottoms out.
Once he does, Y/N lets out a little choked noise, her cunt squeezing him like a vice as she adjusts to his size. He’s thinner than Teyam but a bit longer, and she swears she can feel it in her guts as he begins slowly thrusting, only pulling out a few inches before gently pushing back into her. It only takes her another minute or two to fully adjust and then she’s fucking herself back onto his cock, mewling as he picks up the pace until his hips are smacking against her ass with an audible “plap” sound.
Lo’ak’s fully laid down on top of her, his arms holding most of his weight where they’re braced against the mat on either side of Y/N’s shoulders, his face buried against the crook of her neck. He lifts his head to press a sloppy kiss to Y/N’s cheek before addressing his brother, who’s stroking his own cock in time with Lo’ak’s thrusts. “Is she always this fucking wet?” Neteyam chuckles quietly between quiet groans, twisting his wrist as he strokes the head of his cock, “Sometimes, mostly during her heats, but I can’t usually hear it like this until the second or third day.”
Lo’ak groans quietly as Y/N gushes around his cock, the foamy white ring around his base getting thicker as he fucks into her harder before responding, speaking right next to her ear to make sure she hears him. “Fuck, must be this wet cause y’like bein’ a little whore, hmm? Maybe I should ask Teyam to let me “help” more often, yeah?” He questions quietly, chuckling as Y/N’s cunt gives a weak squeeze around his cock, groaning as he twitches inside her.
Lo’ak hurriedly speaks to Neteyam, lifting up so he’s no longer pressed against Y/N’s back but doesn’t let up on his speed. “Should I pull out?” Neteyam nods quickly and groans loudly as he spills into his own hand, Y/N whining sadly as Lo’ak pulls out and cums across her ass, groaning as he pumps himself gently until it’s all out. Neteyam catches his breath before scooting closer, leaning down and gently petting Y/N’s hair back out of her face, kissing her forehead.
“Did so good yawne, tsìltsan ‘eveng (good girl).” He murmurs quietly, grabbing a nearby cloth and gently wiping her off before wiping himself off, tossing a different cloth to Lo’ak to clean himself up. As he gently pulls Y/N into his lap, letting her scent him and rubbing her back, helping her relax, Neteyam thinks that he might just actually ask for Lo’ak’s “help” some other time.
My one oc Kì’da and her Ikran Kal (a shortened version of kalweyaveng (son of a bitch), which is what she first called the Ikran after it bit her wrist during her iknamiya)
Flying through the Upper Plains, searching for more Tarsyu plants to reconnect with Kì’da’s ancestors
I’ll be doing an official character sheet for Kì’da (and Kal) soon, mostly just actual pictures of them both up close :)
also took the pictures from my tv so might be kind of a glare and not the best quality
