Jessup
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“So why are we going?” Mattie finally asks.
“The DONI got involved because it was a matter of national security, I guess, and it’s ended up with my name on the Witch Trial Memorial,” he explains. “They asked my permission to do it, and I guess I thought… I don’t know. He deserves it.”
There’s a furrow in his brother’s brow. “He?”
Right. “Alfred Kirkland.”
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- Part 2 of The Department of National Identity
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17 Feb 2026
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It's weird being back in Hell’s Gate after spending almost three months in the link shack. Jake wouldn’t call the room big, but it’s a lot more comfortable than three – sometimes four – people shoved into a tin can with a bunch of science equipment and the link machines. It’s nice not having to share with anyone other than Neytiri.
His mate is sitting on an Avatar sized cot and Jake admires how beautiful she is, even surrounded by so much artificial human shit. Her head is bent over – braids falling across her shoulders and making him want to push them aside. Her tanhì glow faintly in the dim lighting, and his eyes trace the path they made across her cheekbones and the arch of her nose to the four on her chin that he always wants to kiss.
She looks up, realizing he’s watching. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Just taking a second to admire the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he says.
Or: Jake and Neytiri decide to take advantage of Jake's last night in his human body and have sex.
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- Part 17 of Our Greatest Strength
- Part 6 of Hunger
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28 Jan 2026
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“Teach me how to please you, Ma Jake.”
The second installment in my series of loosely connected one shots where Jake and Neytiri learn all about the pleasure they can bring each other. Set sometime between the first and second movies. For more context, please see the first fic in this series: “The First Lesson,” but not necessary if you just want to read this filth.
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27 Jan 2026
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“He tastes my skin, Ninat. He breathes me in until my very bones feel like they are melting into the moss,” Neytiri whispered.
“He makes me beg for the Bond, and by the time we finally connect, the explosion is so great I think Eywa herself can hear my scream.”
Or, among the women of the Omaticaya, boasting about one’s mate is a source of competitive pride. But when Ninat suggests that the Sky-Man-turned-Olo'eyktan must be "clumsy" without the innate grace of the forest, Neytiri decides it is time to set the record straight.
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- Part 1 of Night Talks
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27 Jan 2026
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“How…” Ralu managed, his voice breaking as he looked at the violet nectar staining Jake’s lips. “How do you do that?”
Jake blinked, “Do what? Eat? I just showed you, you bite the—"
“No. That,” Ralu said hoarsely, “Your control. Your focus. The tongue… the way you move.”
Jake stared at him.
“…Dude,” he said slowly, "I was just eating."
Or, The Na'vi warriors are having an existential crisis because of Jake's talented mouth.
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- Part 2 of Night Talks
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27 Jan 2026