Hi How Are You, I Was Wondering If You Were Still Writing The Infatuation With Miles Quaritch?

sunday I had a meltdown for 3 good hours give or take

Melanie Martinez was coming to my state I "brought" the tickets months prior and checked on Sunday for the time and whatnot. I actually didn't buy the tickets and the seat I wanted, got taken so I can't go cuz all the seats are gone and the ones that aren't are for like ppl in a wheelchair.

That is something to be distraught about. It’s completely understandable if you were to straight up bawl your eyes out

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You, uhh...got any more Lyle bits waiting in the wings? I love the way you write him. (Other people on tumblr for lack of a better words kinda...neuter him. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

Hmm— not really. I haven’t started on any avatar work fics other than Recom quaritch. But maybe I’ll make headcanons on him falling for a na’vi (similar to the headcanons of z-dog)

i want miles to stuff me full, like a turkey on thanks giving

happy thanks giving!

Happy thanks giving!

THIS WAS SCRUMPTIOUS

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characters — miles quaritch x female reader.

content w. — mature themes, dark romance, toxic behavior, blood, violence, character death(s), older man/younger woman, mentions of stalking, manipulation, unhealthy obsession, possession, sexual thoughts/fantasies, dark quaritch, abuse of power, nonconsensual touching, pet names, corruption kink &&. exhibitionism, unhealthy fixation, implications of overstimulation, masturbation, lolol smut!

small note — be aware that this is a dark fic.

WITH HIS HEAD DOWN . Quaritch was breathing heavily as he then took a moment to process everything , his uniform that was tidy and neat was now disheveled— his hair messed up as well. The Colonel needs more , a whole lot more than before , the hardened soldier sighed as he opened his eyes which was now half-lidded. Blinking a few times before gazing up at the wall with a unreadable expression , his mind went into a blurred tunnel for a few a second before remembering his girl. A soft blush formed on her face as if his scarred self wasn’t flushed enough. " Fucking hell , ( Name ). " A growl left his lips , it wasn’t a scowl— it was a lustful one. Quaritch shifted around and flickered his eyes down at the ground for once again. Shaking his head before leaning back on his leathered chair , thinking about you and only you.

His breath caught in his throat , he brought his hand up to grasp his red , sensitive cock which caused Quaritch to slip out a low hiss as he tilted his head further. " Fuck . . . " He huffed , his head tilting to the side as the Colonel’s thoughts were filled with you. Such an innocent girl— you were just begging for him , to be taken care of and spoiled rotten. The man adjust himself in his seat as those same fantasies of you flooded his mind once again , a deep blush appeared on his scarred face. You were just too innocent for a cruel world like Pandora and he wouldn’t hesitate to protect his sweetheart from those savages known as the Na’vi. You needed him and he knew it.

Sitting there in his office , his hand gripping onto the armrest that was attached to his leathered chair in a aggressive grasp as the other hand held onto his cock— Quaritch took a deep breath before his mind drifted back to you , his mind flooded with such fantasies. Ones that was kept for him to think about whenever he had the chance to , with his head tilted to the side , rested on the chair he was adjusted in— the Colonel kept on thinking about his sweetheart once again.

Just imagining how pretty you’d look laying on his desk , arching your back as he gripped onto those small hips. His face buried into that small cunt of yours as it drooled for his attention which he would gladly receive , toying with it as he began to eat you out as if you were his last meal. Listening to the sweet whines and moans leave those quivering lips that were swollen and puffy , hiccuping as Quaritch’s tongue would thrust inside your folds at a unforgivable pace.

The thought of having you near him was dangerous. But he loved it , and he wasn’t complaining at all.

Pinning you against the wall , nearby an area filled with people as he caresses the sensitive parts of your skin , leaving wet and sloppy kisses all over. Listening to those beautiful whines and whimpers leave your kissable lips— pleading and begging for him to stop. The Colonel loves being risky and having his pretty girl pinned down on the ground , ass up in the air as he takes you from behind. Taking the risk of being caught , Quaritch didn’t care if they were caught— he would remind those that you belong to him and him only. Making the prettiest sounds for him , crying and begging just drives him insane. Holding back the urge to just run into your quarters and take you right then and there but he knew that he had to be patient , waiting for the right moment to make his move on the pretty woman who would soon be his.

Without even realizing it , he slowly stroked himself. He lets out a raspy moan , his eyes shut tight as he began to pleasure himself once again. Feeling his cock twitch in response to his touch , with another grunt— his other hand gripped onto the armrest as he pumped his cock at a slow pace , wanting to take his time pleasing himself as he continued to think about you. Grunting and would sometimes moaning— babbling your name like it was a chant , he picked up the pace. Quaritch tilted his head down and gazed towards the mess he created after countless times of masturbating to you.

" Damnit , fuck fuck— ( Name ) . . . " He mumbled , squirming and shifting around his chair just a little before grasping onto his cock ever so slightly. Lifting up from the leathered chair of his as he leaned against the desk , taking a deep heavy breath for a moment. The Colonel began to thrust his hips and continued to fantasize about you once again , imagining how good and tight you would feel wrapped around him. Imagining those soft cries , babbling to him about how you can’t take it. Oh— but aren’t you a good girl ? You want to please him and make him happy ? He knows that for sure , so why not let daddy take care of his sweetheart. Want someone to take care of you and protect you for the rest of his life ? He’s the man you want and need.

Here he was , thrusting his hips. Deep growls and moans escaped his lips— rumbling through his chest , so close to cumming. Quaritch moved his hand a little for a moment , breathing heavily as he used his free hand to cover his mouth. Preventing more pornographic sounds— he wasn’t going to let anyone find out what he was doing. His hand soaked and covered in cum from countless amount of times of masturbating , beginning to desperately babbling your name over and over again. Panting hard as he kept thrusting his hips into his hand that grasped his cock tightly , his grip firm and gentle.

Softly gasping , his breath hitches , he slipped out another deep and raspy moan before cumming in his hand once again. His body shuddered , his other hand leaving his mouth and harshly gripping onto the edge of his desk. A deep sigh of relief escaped him , throwing his head back and facing the ceiling— breathing hard and heavily. Recovering from what just happened , sitting back down on his leathered chair while he continued to grasp his cock which started to loosen. Staring down at his hand that was covered with ropes of cum— a complete mess. Quaritch sighed and started calming down from his high before cleaning himself up and was on his way to find an excuse look for you.

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OBSESSED OVER HIS EX! LOVER

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#SYNOPSIS— Headcanons + scenario on Recom Quaritch obsessing over his ex! lover

#WARNING(S)— dark quaritch(?)obsession, fixation, unhealthy thoughts,non-consent touching, implications of noncon/dubcon, personality crisis(?)identity crisis(?)

#CHARACTER(S)— Recom! Colonel Miles Quaritch

He couldn’t help but have a large grin on his face. You were back with him— back to where you were supposed to be. He would watch you like a hawk through the mirror; you were placed in a confinement similar to his son. Oh— he could stare at you for hours if he could. It was only until later that he managed to calm himself down. He was angsty and nervous; he wondered how you would feel about him— about his differences. But it wouldn’t matter, you’ll see he’s just like the man before him— if not better.

When he is face to face with you he nearly collapsed onto his knees. His hands trembled as he handed you the dog tag of the original Colonel Miles. He watched with anticipation as you took it; would you accept it? Would you accept this piece of remembrance towards the man you loved? It would give him hope if you did. To see that you cared for that man— that you care for him. That this relationship you have with him can still be salvaged. His heart nearly stopped when you chucked the dog tag across the room, tears streaming down your cheeks as you glared at him.

Anger coursed through his veins. No— no, you weren’t suppose to act like that. You were suppose to cry and wallow in grief over his death. You were suppose to sob and beg for forgiveness over your betrayal towards him. You were suppose to cling to him— it was wrong. His anger only amplified when you began screaming at him, throwing chairs at him. You lashed your anger out on him— why? Why was he to blame? It was your fault! All of it— he could of had a nice family with you. He could of been in his sons life— he could of married you! It was your fault. Everything is your fault— it’s because of you that he has these pesky emotions. It’s because of you that he can’t sleep at night— and you! Oh— you are going to pay for it; starting right now.

He would ignore your screams of protest as he caged you between his arms. He spent hours, days, weeks— months dreaming of you and to waste such a promising opportunity? He wouldn’t have that— no, he’ll take full advantage of it. His thirst for you will finally be quenched.

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No matter how hard your tried to wiggle away from him or how much your legs kicked you were pinned under him. His lips crashed into yours in a desperate manner. You shook your head from side to side but he chased after you, swallowing your sobs and whines. He glanced down, he wondered what you thought of him. Where you thinking of how desperate he is for you? Realizing that he longed only for you. He’d do just about anything for you— anything to make you see that he is alike to your ex lover. He’ll never let you go— no. Now that he has you in his arms he’ll make sure you’ll never step a foot outside.

His exhale was shaky, his nose buried into your collarbone, inhaling your scent. His cheeks flushed in embarrassment, can you tell his desperation for you? He wore the same face of the man you once loved and cherished in the past. Yet you couldn’t bare yourself to look at him, your lover never looked like that— he was human; not Navi. He would speak in a tongue dripping with honey, tone brimming with love that he held for you. But his eyes— they’re yellow. How frightening they are— your lover had blue eyes; the type that you would describe midwinter. Frosty and cold yet held such beauty in them. You turn away from him, he is not the man you loved. An imposter— a fake; His eyes were so alien.

You would shrink away, cringing in his embrace. He would try to gain your attention with familiar touches his predecessor once done but all that he gained was tears and a choked sob ❝You’re not— ❞ In less than a second his soft caressing turned harsh. He gripped your jaw tightly forcing you to look at him. Anger swirled in his eyes, ❝ I’m not what? I look like him— I talk like him— I have his memories! Why aren’t you happy with me like you were happy with him? Look at me! It’s me your suppose to be with! Your suppose to love me— me! It’s me!❞

His fist slammed against the table countless times. His tail flicking behind him in annoyance, clearly this level of intimacy wasn’t working, he’ll have to take it up a notch. He pursed his lips, head bobbing as he recalled old memories between you and his predecessor opening up to each other in an intimate level. Yeah— that’ll do. Without a second thought his fingers pulled the collar of shirt upwards dropping the garment. He’ll make you his, create new mementos with you so that’ll you’ll forget the past— so that you can get used to your new lover— to the new him.

Lowkey think about restarting gon Tumblr, like with a new account and everything tbh. if I do it probably be when I come back officially.

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THIS— THIS IS ART MAN. THIS IS GODS WORK

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characters — miles quaritch x female reader.

content w. — mature themes, dark romance, toxic behavior, blood, violence, character death(s), older man/younger woman, mentions of stalking, manipulation, unhealthy obsession, possession, sexual thoughts, dark quaritch, implications of being delusional, abuse of power, creepy behavior, nonconsensual touching, upcoming smut!

small note — be aware that this is a dark fic.

HE COULDN’T STOP STARING . Who wouldn’t ? You were so beautiful to him— those eyes , those lips , everything about you was perfect. Who cares if the two of them were strangers and never met a day in their life ? Quaritch was determined to get what he wanted. And that something was you , a fragile little flower , begging for the Colonel— that look in those gorgeous eyes just told him everything.

Everything about you was hypnotizing , like he was under your spell. Not that he was complaining , it motivated him even further to have a small chat with you. Quaritch wanted to see that smile of yours so he could just brag about it to other soldiers or anyone he would see. The Colonel craved for your presence , craved for your attention , craved for all of you. He’d do anything to have that someone wrapped around his finger— the man wasn’t going to give up that fast , he loved having to be challenged to win your pretty little heart and it would soon belong to him after he accomplished.

Whether you liked it or not— it felt so right to have the little flower in his arms , you belonged to him after all and there was nothing that anyone could do. Everyone in the base knew about his little crush on you but Quaritch didn’t care about the teasing or mocking from them. He was focused on his desire , and he knew that he wasn’t going to fail— a little taste of manipulation wouldn’t be that bad now would it ?

Overtime , he would find you in the lab with Grace Augustine and all of the others. The Colonel didn’t like how close the two of you were whatsoever , considering him and the redhead were enemies for a long time— the hardened soldier hated seeing her being around you. His hatred for the woman was growing more and more each day on Pandora , let alone that the two of them had to be around each other and work as a team pissed him off even further.

But whenever you were there with him , giving him that adorable look. He would calm down but his desire for his sweet thing starts getting worse and worse each living day whenever he glanced towards the direction he would find you in or when walking pass you with whatever chance Quaritch would get. The Colonel needed to be around his sweetheart 24/7 , he wasn’t going to let you out of his sight— not now , not ever. You belonged to him and was forever his. No one else can have what is his— they would have to get through him first before they even have a chance to put their hands on you.

It was something he needed you to understand , that someone as sweet and adorable as you belonged to him. Something that needs to be taught a lesson but he would promise to be gentle and sweet with you , maybe. You were on his mind forever and he didn’t mind that one bit— just the thought of caressing that soft , smooth skin with his large , veiny hands.

Maybe going as far as to cupping those breasts of yours , maybe cupping that small cunt with one hand as he used his other to get caught up with reports and other things that a normal Colonel needed to do. He might just be nice and rub it for you , if you want to be a good girl for him and tell him you were his— Quaritch knew that you’d like it. No , you would love it , having a big and strong man taking good care of his little girl like the good boyfriend or husband he is.

Quaritch would do anything for his sweet girl , only if you were so understanding with his advice or opinion. But for now , he would wait for you. His patience was thin when it comes you , his sweetie ?

The Colonel can sit back and let his fantasies take over , one thing that he hated is when someone so pathetic would give his woman a hateful look or would go as far as to make disgusting comments about you. Oh he hates that— the hardened soldier wasn’t a stranger of torture or murder , he’s done it before with the natives of Pandora but never to a human being but if Quaritch needs to take it to that far then so be it. They basically were asking for it anyway , right ? You’d agree with him , wouldn’t you ? Yeah you would’ve like a good girl.

" No one understands me , ( Name ) is mine and mine to keep for myself. She doesn’t belongs to any of these lowlifes , I am the only one that she needs. " Mumbled Quaritch under his breath as he stared down towards the ground , frustrated and irritated. Closing his eyes for a brief moment— he decided that he needed to stay calm before things got worse. Then , you appeared in his thoughts. there you are , pretty girl.

He opened those blue eyes and looked at the ground for a second , with a soft groan , he made his decision. The Colonel needed to take this stress off of him— and Quaritch knew exactly how to weigh it off his shoulders , with a low growl , he shifted around in his chair as the sound of metal clinging echoed in his office.

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BEING A CONCUBINE

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#SYNOPSIS— headcanons on being emperor Hill’s concubine

#WARNINGS(s)— unhealthy obsession, forced marriage(?)forced relationship(?), multiple wives(?) misogyny

Wether by being a noble or commoner you’ve seem to catch the attention of the emperor. It could of been your beauty or selfless nature. But it was enough to gain the interest of the emperor. He was charmed by you, seduced by every little thing you do. The emperor won’t hesitate in showing his attraction towards you, courting you openly without a care for the world. He’ll send trending jewelry and silk, excessive amounts of flowers even going as far as naming a flower after you. If you do accept his courting( which you will— denying an emperor will surely gain the gossip behind your back being shameless and whatnot along with the pressure of accepting his courting )

When you do accept his courting and decide to become the emperor concubine he’ll immediately order his advisors to give you the title of ‘ Concubine‘ (depending on your title such as being a nobel he’ll give you the title ‘ imperial concubine’) after the title is given, he’ll order you to sleep next to his chambers and, organizing shared chambers.

The other concubines will seethe in jealousy and no doubt the Empress will keep a close eye on you. You alone are a threat to the Empress position and heirs. No doubt she’ll try to corner you in banquets and try placing pressure on you. The emperor will parade you around banquets/balls even going as far as ignoring the Queen and imperial duties. The nobels will take notice and quick to change side. Nobels will flock to you side seeing how the emperor favors you. Having any sort of relations with you would benefit their house. Of course, the emperor retaliate in giving gifts to the nobles as a sign of appreciation.

The emperor won’t hesitate in showing his affection, you’ll be known as the emperors ‘ favored concubine ‘ You’ll be living the life every woman in the kingdom would want. You’ll be the envy of all. You’ll be spoiled with the finest silk, and trending jewelry in the kingdom. To show just how devoted he is to you he’ll make an official imperial building for you. It’ll be created by the best workers and craftsmen surrounded by beautiful flowers and a wonderful scenery. The building will be a representation of the emperor love for you. It’ll be glorious and widely talked about in the empire.

If that’s not enough to show his devotion the emperor would even going as far as making marble statues after your appearance and ensuring there placed everywhere around the kingdom. The emperor will make his love for you known throughout the empire.