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i got 3 top stories coming out(when i actully come back to tumblr and wattpad)

I wish you roses

One-Sided

Demon Blood

and the third one is Recom Miles x one of my Navi ocs and a lil fun fact about her she is half ash and ash forest. and when her ash side comes into play (family and culture wise) it is wild like I've made up so much stuff for the ash navi in my head. (They are lowkey horrible people tbh) at least some parts but like when they all come out. ima have so much fun writing them.

Yes, if you wonder all of the books have at least a second book to them(maybe more ;)

Ackkk— I’m excited for the third one! Honestly, there’s not much work on Recom quaritch.

In the upcoming avatar movie they have said that the ‘ ash people ‘ would be ‘ evil ‘ so honestly having your character like that is really piquing mt curiosity and I can’t wait!

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ACCEPTING HIM AS YOUR LOVER

━━━ : © NERVOUS.D

|| SHORT DRABBLE ||

#SYNOPSIS— continuation of Quaritch obsessing over his ex lover

#WARNING(S)— implications of forced relationship, dark quaritch, yandere

#CHARACTER(S)— Recom! Colonel Miles Quaritch

To accept him was difficult— strenuous even. He was stubborn and resilient. Fueled by his desire to call you his. He was difficult to ignore, to pass him off as a stranger. He wasn’t— everything he did was a reminiscence to the original Miles Quaritch. The way he would smile with a cocky grin on his face. The way his eyes would light up when he would see you, saunter towards you with confidence in his steps.

Ever small thing he did reminded you of your past lover. The very man you once loved and cherished. It was difficult to be around him— painful even. It felt like you were betraying your past lover. As if you were replacing him with his clone— but there wasn’t much of a choice. He was always around you not once leaving you out of his sight. Hovering over you, snapping at other passerby’s. So you’ve come to terms with him, he is not the man you once loved but he is someone that you can grow to love. But it still felt wrong— as if you were trying to forget your old lover and substitute him for his clone.

But you couldn’t help it. He was once the man you loved. Quaritch however interpreted this as you growing accustomed to him— finally accepting him for he is. He was ecstatic to see an improvement. His efforts towards you weren’t going to waste— you’re accepting his presence rather than scurrying off to who knows where. He took it as a good sign— and so did his advances towards you continued. He pursued you without hesitance, showed off his new abilities to impress you.

He was alike to a lost puppy trialing after you, wanting your attention on him— solemnly on him. He would snarl and hiss at the others, tail lashing behind him like a feral cat. It was cute— in a way. Admittingly odd and surprisingly very different from his predecessor. He would purr when affection was granted to him. Overjoyed like a child, tail slapping against the ground.

STUCK

━━━ : © NERVOUS.D

|| SHORT DRABBLE||

#SYNOPSIS— Running away from the white death

#WARNING(s)— mentions of unhealthy obsession/fixation,mentions of forced relationship, intent on kidnapping

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You wouldn't be honest if you said you weren’t feeling anxious. Here you were, looking back over your shoulder as you boarded a bullet train. Hurriedly taking a seat in the nearest corner. You could never be too sure of your surroundings. That much you discovered thanks to your "beloved lover” The cart was very silent, it was making you feel uneasy. It wasn’t until later that you realized you were in the ‘silent car’ It was peaceful— so peaceful. Something you hadn’t gotten in the past few years. Only a short while had passed when the silence was broken by three men. They were bickering amongst themselves clearly being agitated and overworked. One was obviously under some sort of substance clearly being escorted by the other two men. You didn't really comprehend who he was until you got a closer look at his face.

It was the son of your ‘ dear lover ‘ However there were rumors that he had been taken hostage by a gang and was being held for ransom. You never made an effort to know just how he got kidnapped exactly. Having no desire to learn anything about that man’s offspring. Your gaze darted from left to right as you nervously gnawed at your lips. It wasn’t a coincidence— nothing was ever a coincidence. Your breathing was erratic as you tried making sense of the situation. You couldn't imagine going back to that man. There were tears running down your cheeks. You should have known better than to think it was just a coincidence. You managed to secure a ticket on the bullet train by some miracle. You wiped away any possible tear-streaked traces as you sniffled through your emotions. After gathering yourself, you decided to put up a fight and not be treated lightly. You won’t be taken easily.

But as you heard the two men arguing back and forth, your brief moment of clarity was broken. They continued to glance at your spot before returning to their phone. ❝ It can't be that simple—that much for her, ❞ the taller of the two whispered harshly ❝Listen, mate— that's the fuckin target ❞ the other one would say while rolling his eyes. ❝ just hurry it up ❞ He was a well-dressed man, and the color of his clothes complemented his eyes. And he was approaching you confidently with an endearingly smiling. He had curly brown chesnut hair and pearly white teeth with a mustache complimenting his looks. He was handsome you noted— but either way he was hired to take you back. You had nowhere else to go as he moved closer, causing your breath to become labored. He would undoubtedly drag you back into the man's grasp. And it appeared that he had noticed you frantic state.

❝ Hey—hey ❞ he said, encouraging you to adopt a relaxed posture. ❝ I just need you to make this easy for me, sweetheart, ❞ he added ❝ I've already had a fuckin day with these twats ❞ you glared at him with narrowed brows, letting out a series of gurgling laughs. Your lips began to twist into a wicked, crafty smile. You had previously emphasized that you wouldn't be taken lightly. You stood up in a false fury and screamed at the top of your lungs. Raising your hand, you slapped his cheek ❝ How dare you— You pervert! Disgusting man, you! You are not allowed to grope me while I'm sleeping just because I'm dozing off! Outrageous—piece of shit! ❞ you launched into a tirade against him in an effort to get the other passengers' attention, and it was successful. The man appeared as though he was unable to realize that he had been smacked and was now being called a pervert.

He struggled to speak while feverishly shaking his head in denial. He made gestures with his arms raised as he attempted to diffuse the situation caused by other passengers hurling objects at him. ❝ I was merely attempting to wake her!❞ You packed your belongings and scoffed. Giving him one last look before slapping him again. ❝ You wench—, you! ❞ His hand reached out to stroke his swollen cheek. You huffed and stepped away from the scene. Hurriedly opened the door, sweat running down your face. You were horrified by what you had done. You’ve hit an escort that was hired by your lover and had gotten away with it.

You choose to put your bags in a random holder after fumbling with them. encountering a gentleman with heavy glasses, a bucket hat on top, and long, shaggy blonde hair. He appeared to be trying to blend in by dressing poorly ❝ I'm sorry, but have you seen a silver suitcase with a sticker on it? ❞ You immediately noticed it in the corner of your eyesight. The wheels in your thoughts started to turn as you turned to look back at the man ❝ I apologize for the mess, but here it is! ❞ You handed the man the silver bag bearing a train-themed sticker ❝ Thank you very much❞ he left without another word, seemingly oddly happy. There was something going on in this train and you didn’t want to stay and figure it out. Getting off was top priority.

not close, but those are some good guesses.

Also I have a lot going on, but I'm still trying to get these chapters out at least once a week

but, you know keep guessing i wanna see what you come up with.

Man— I thought I was close. Hmm maybe miles misses them? But they’re no longer with him?

You should focus on what you think is important! Remember not to overdo it! Take breaks!

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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!

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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.

mentions. @vonne-inc, @nervousd.

XYMBIOTE.

i hate how nervous i get just by interacting— njcnsvk

anyways, hi! hru, hope things are going well for you! i am currently working on a side story bc inspiration from you. posting hopefully soon— maybe tonight? idkk.

tbh, i’m hyped and waiting patiently for your upcoming post, soso excited. anyways, have a good day! take care of yourself, buh bye!!

Jlaiakeie— don’t be!

Aaaaaahhh— I saw in the masterlist that you updated it and I’m am really excited for the side story!

I’m still working on the Drabble I’m having a hard time writing down what I’m imagining in my head but I assure you it’s almost finished!

I also have other fics in work— cough— spider verse— cough—

you said you wanted something, well here you go!

Miles remembered that day like it was yesterday 4 simple words were all it took, "Oh, and I wish you roses." She spoke before Disappearing into the white pearly halls of Hell's Gate.

Ooooo’ that sounds mysterious— like miles did something and now he’s being abandon?? Or maybe miles is remembering something that happened years ago and is regretting it??? Hashhhh— I’m on edge already

BEING COURTED

━━━ : © NERVOUS.D

#SYNOPSIS— headcanon on being courted by Tsu’tey

#WARNING(S)— none

#CHARACTER(S)— Tsu’tey Rongloa Ateyitan

Tsu’tey would be confused by the different approaches on how humans attract a potential mate or in human terms to woo a potential suitor. He would start out by doing what he was taught to attract a mate in his own terms. He’ll start by doing small gestures first, offering you his own food from his plate during clan meals. Offering his first batch of prey he catches and dedicating them towards you. Prancing himself like a peacock, puffing out his chest and showing off his skills. These actions are to show how much of a reliable mate he can be.

The second stage of courting would depend on your attitude towards the first courting stage. Seeing how you praise him for his catch and compliment him he’ll start taking bigger steps. He’ll present you with his own hair beads offering them to you, even going as far to hunt exotic animals and offer their feathers to you. If he sees you thanking him for his gifts and even offering your own hair beads/feathers he’ll be more than delighted to wear them and prance them around with his clanmates.

The last stage of courting is intimate. It’s not something that can be officially spoken about in front of others seeing as it’s a sign of vulnerability and trust. (The queue is a vulnerable part of the Na’vi body. It can enable mental communication, emotions/feelings etc.)Tsu’tey would probably take you to the tree of souls and offer to do your hair/brush it/to braid it/decorate it with his own trinkets and gifts to you. To let someone else take care of such a vulnerable part of the body is a sign of trust and acceptance(in human standards it’s implications of bearing their own naked body to their partner and trusting them not let any harm fall upon them) Tsu’tey would be ecstatic in your acceptance and overwhelmed in your faith in him. He’ll take this moment very seriously and make sure no mistakes happen in this precious bonding moment.

However this all depends on your knowledge of being courted by a Na’vi. If you were to be a rather oblivious to his implying attraction towards you he would begrudgingly go to Jake Sully for help. Tsu’tey would try to court you in human standards. He finds himself confused by human mating customs. But he can find the beauty in it, such as giving flowers. He can decorate your hair with flowers weaved into your braid. Plans ‘ dates ‘ as humans calls it. Takes you to pretty scenery’s or takes you hunting with him. Going flying with him on his ikran anything that seems like a bonding moment with you.

The last step would probably be offering you a ring wedged with pretty rocks surrounding it, a makeshift ring. He would offer it to you, bend down on one knee and gazing up at you. By that time I’m sure you would of caught the drift of his attraction towards you.