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In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene (Only then I am human/Only then I am clean) by Usersnamed
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11 Feb 2026
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“Like I said, honey, I don’t serve anyone,” he chuckled, deep and low in his chest, a humorless sound. His hand slid from the dip of her waist down to the base of her tail, slow and tantalizing. Varang didn’t hiss. Instead, she asked, almost innocently,
“Not even me?”
“Not even you.”
She’s smiling as she says this, a feline-like tilt to her head. Her feathered headdress like the perversion of a halo. Angel. So curious, so pretty when she’d question his God. Especially when she questioned him. Quaritch was a man who had an answer to anything. Right now he gives a wordless hum followed by a playful tug of her tail. Varang’s grin grows wider, “Yet you worship me like a dog, colonel.”
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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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The thing about ritual is that it only takes one wrong turn to become an appetite. Varang knows this. Quaritch learns it. By the end of the night, he is painted in her colors, marked in her blood, and far too comfortable beneath her hand for a man who still insists he isn’t the kneeling type.
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23 Mar 2026
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"Hungry?" His girl had a habit of waking up hungry as a pack of wolves, which could put his—Quaritch's—limbs in danger. A hungry Tsahìk was no joke, ladies and gentlemen.
"Mmm, no. But, I might be thirsty." She said it in such a sultry voice that Quaritch had no doubt whatsoever what exactly the Tsahìk was thirsty for.
Well, he certainly wasn't going to refuse her.
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21 Feb 2026
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She had sat down at his table, even though the place was mostly empty, forcing Quaritch to stop pretending he hadn't been watching her all this time.
"Kiss. Marry. Kill."
"Are we playing?"
"No," she finally answered and flicked the fire from her hand. "I just can't decide what I want to do with you. Kwa-ritch."
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19 Feb 2026
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No prayers passed her lips as the body burned, only the smoke that rose from the flames. Varang breathed it in and let it fill her lungs, making her strong and burning away the weak.
Like an infant, taking its first breath.
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Quaritch gets what he bargained for, and then a little more.
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03 Feb 2026
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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