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He was disgusted with himself. Fascinated with her. Drawn to the way her pretty face fit perfectly in his hands, five fingers wrapping around her skull as his thumbs absently stroked her cheek. Quaritch has always prided himself in his loyalty for humanity. Never would he have thought to find himself obsessed with the way she moved, how her hips swayed when she danced by the fire. The female. A Na’vi.
God, he could feel his old self raging at the fact. But Miles Quaritch was a dead man, after all. With the same hands that once crushed his old skull, this pair of new hands were carefully caressing her features. Somewhere in hell, he can’t do shit but watch as he traced the trail of red paint from the parting of her hair, down to her nose. Stopping at her mouth, his thumb tugging at her bottom lip. Varang didn’t hiss, didn’t bite. Instead she watches silently, taking him deeper into her mouth, tongue instinctively rolling at his thumb.
For a split second she had the look of a domesticated animal.
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Varang discovers that her body hides a secret from her, one that could destroy her world.
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23 Jan 2026
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“I am not your kid,” you fire back, sneering contemptuously, “said so yourself—that man is dead.”
His smile broadens, all glinting ivories and serrated edges.
“Yet here I am.”
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16 Jan 2026
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You've almost completed recombinant Colonel Quaritch's mandatory checkup, but there's one more sample you need. He's willing to give it to you if you're willing to take it.
Includes (nsfw) art that the fic was inspired by.
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11 Jan 2026
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The prequel one-shot to Amidst The Smoke And The Ashes!
See, he's a man of strong ethics. Built on rational, and a walking case of what you'd call, pure, hard leathered militarism—logic first, emotions second.
He hadn't survived this long believing in any of that... native shit. Koomba in the forest, whatever Jake Sully prattled on about.
He'd survived because he damn well chose to. Because even the other "Miles" had known, one day, he might be outmatched. But not defeated.
Even lost in the depths of the forest, shaking and shivering, hoping she won't notice, he still holds onto that, however weakly. He made it out alive. Barely. And lo' and behold, no Eywa came from him.
It was her, and damn, was he glad to see that pretty face.
(Updated slightly!)
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- Part 2 of Quarang daughter: Atarangi
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11 Jan 2026
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Varang takes him by the hands and leads him into her tent, giggling just shy of manically all the while. Now, it has been far longer than he would have liked but Quaritch can read a room. Well, a tent but he can see the look in her eyes. The way her hips sway side to side like that.
He can't help but to laugh with her, a smile worming its way onto his face as he follows her. His men will be fine without him for an hour, he thinks as she wastes no time. Before the tent flap has even fully closed she's on him. Pushing herself up against him while simultaneously tugging him closer. Make that two.
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06 Jan 2026