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RANDOM CHAT MEMES ─ AVATAR ⊹ ִֶָ (PART II.)

contents. gn!reader, humor, implied neteyam x reader

notes. more silly messages, before i actually write something👹👹

tag list. @k----a27s @neteyamyam

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Heyyy! <3

So I was thinking about Tsireya x older sister reader headcanons. That would be super sweet!!

Thank you ^_^ <3

being tsireyas older sister!

includes: a backstory (lore), your dynamic, and general headcanons

a/n: anon… i am so sorry this is like embarrassingly late, this has been sitting in my drafts for so long… pls enjoy 🫶🫶

lore

- as a backstory, you were born about 5 years previous to tsireya, also making you order than aonung. u definitely have eldest siblings/older sister syndrome i am sorry 😭 being the oldest one comes with emotional baggage

↳ you are for sure ronal and tonowaris kid, having a perfect mix of their distinct personalities. you have tonowaris kind heart, and the characteristic of ronals fierce protection and loyalty to her family. essentially, you are not one to be reckoned with

↳ as a future tsahik, you are raised with high expectations. there is no excuse for silliness or taking time to act like a fool with your rank, you are the future female clan leader. the weight of the world feels like it’s sinking in on your shoulders, the heaviness only increasing as you get older.

dynamic

omggg you and tsireya are like this 🤞

↳ as soon as she came out of the womb, you have protected her. you promised to be the best sister you could be, and to not let any high expectations or huge burdens fall on her shoulders

↳ she is your sun, and she always keeps you going. if you ever feel sad or down, she is there to cheer you up with just her smile and laugh

↳ tsireya brings a positive impact on your outlook of life, she’s always had that effect on people and it made its way to you as well

↳ she trusts you with any information, you two know each other like the backs of your hand.

↳ the only time you talk back to your parents is when they are being to harsh on her. you know she only does or says things with kindness in her mind and heart, so there is no reason for her to get in trouble

↳ you will gladly take the blame for her anytime something happens

general headcanons

you definitely taught tsireya how to swim, and she picked it up so fast learning from you

^ she used to have a fear of going to the deeper ends of the ocean as a young child due to its darkness, and you always validated and eased her worries

↳ you came up with the nickname “reya” for her, and it’s stuck with her ever since

↳ you protect her from others teasing sometimes, some people take advantage of her kind hearted spirit and it angers you deeply, cause she’s the sweetest girl ever who in their right mind would be mean to her?

↳ you taught her how to not judge others because of what they look like!! this is why she was so welcoming to the sullys and never treated them any differently, other than teaching them the way of water.

^ your parents (especially your mom) had a hard time seeing people for who they were on the inside, so from a young age you taught her the exact opposite (even though a lot of it came naturally to her)

↳ speaking of the sullys, you could tell tsireyas mood shifted as soon as they got here.

↳ “tsireya… you have not been able to keep a straight face ever since they got here. what is going on?”

↳ she blushed, scared that she’s been caught “nothing”

↳ you were taken aback at the fact she was hiding something from you for once, but with a little bit of detective work, you immediately knew it fell at the hands of lo’ak sully.

↳ after the two began dating, you had a not so threatening big sister talk with lo’ak!!! (he is now extremely intimidated by you and will do anything to keep reya happy)

↳ you and reya have girls days all the time, kicking aonung out of your hangouts frequently (not that he cares) both of you go looking for seashells together, and make jewelry for each other as a way to bond.

↳ even though she’s your younger sister, if you are the anxiety prone type, she will always bring you back down to reality using the techniques you once taught her.

↳ all in all, both of you love each other sm and would die for the other. your sisterly bond outstretching beyond all of your other relationships.

#this was so cute :(( #literally why aren’t there more tsireya fics⁉️

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Lo’ak & Neteyam

«If I was dying on my knees

You would be the one to rescue me

And if you were drowned at sea

I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe.»

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valentine doodles, hope yours was better than the colonel's!

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texts with teyam <3

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I CAN’T SHARE YOU  ✩‧₊˚

pairing: lo’ak sully x fem!na’vi!reader

synopsis: in which lo’ak watches the way his best friend tends to neteyam’s wounds and the way he makes her laugh, knowing the jealously may slowly kill him if his brother gets the one and only thing he’d ever truly had to himself.

genre: fluff, angst, vulnerable lo’ak (so bbg)

note: this is my first fanfic on tumblr (so pls bear with me as i figure out how this works)!! i have written many fics on wattpad (not for atwow) but this is like a whole new ballpark. ANYWAYS enjoy!!!

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“c’mon guys! the war party is back! c’mon!” tuk exclaimed, braids swaying from side to side as she ran towards the older girls who were keeping a close eye on her during the raid. a wide smile splayed across tuk’s face in excitement as she instinctively reached up towards y/n, giggling as the older girl engulfed her in her arms, before resting her on hip.

kiri giggled from beside the girl, watching the way her younger sister admired the na’vi girl. tuk’s hands reached for one of y/n’s long braids, embedded with bright blue beads that had been a gift from her grandmother.

naturally, y/n had grown up around the sully siblings, meeting lo’ak during warrior training when she was quite young, instantly catching his attention. quickly, the two became the best of friends - where there was one, there was always the other. essentially everyone knew they came as a pair, and as they grew older, whispers began floating around the clan that the two were to be mated.

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OKAY I LOVED THE AO'NUNG THING SM IT WAS SO FUNNY BUT LIKE IMAGINE NETEYAM BEING THE BIGGEST SIMP EVER AND HE'S SO OBVIOUS AND DDRAMATIC jUSUDNEJSK

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#simp neteyam is my favorite neteyam fr🤩 #neteyam sully x reader

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imagine neteyam as a first-time father

➷ MASTERLIST. NAVIGATION.

HEAR ME OUT: 25! neteyam! stressed! omatikaya's olo'eyktan! training young warriors! but his mood depends on his baby!

“straighten your arm posture. are you trying to hunt or dance?” his admonishing tone would be low, afraid to startle the bundle of warmth clinging to his chest.

he circled the new batch of warriors, eyeing them head-to-toe.

one unfortunate lady would be elbowed in the stomach by a stick.

“you're not supposed to falter.” he shook his head as the warrior bent over to cover her abs. neteyam clicked his tongue. “that's here for a reason, i'd like to believe.”

one hand caressing his baby's back, he used his free hand to point the stick at his warriors.

“have your thick skulls assumed just because the war had ended and the sky people announced a truce, that you could walk around here, inept like an amateur?”

the best of their batch, his mate had told him this morning. neteyam wanted to laugh. when he was all but fifteen, he was more proficient at hunting. his father's generation birthed an army of fighters who could take down machines and demon weaponry. hell, even his brother was better at their age with a bloody gun.

his lot of men couldn't even kill a palulukan, which ended with five warriors bleeding in his grandmother's apothecary.

his child must've sensed his irritation. she shifted in his arms, face crumpled.

within a blink of an eye, neteyam abandoned the warriors in front of him and stroked his baby.

“i'm sorry, was i too loud?”

all that prior anger and gravity vanished, replaced by an undeniable gentleness that sprouted from a father's love. he hadn't always been this impatient and stern—but with his firstborn entering the world, neteyam began fretting about her safety. if neteyam or his mate weren't nearby, who would protect his baby?

if the best of this batch couldn't kill a thanator, what would happen if the sky people came back?

neteyam's girl was a lovely soul. all he wanted was for her to have a normal childhood, never knowing the dangers of war.

he would often kiss her cheeks for being quiet and never throwing a fit during his turn to babysit. last time, neteyam had balanced her on his hip as he rode on his ikran, and to his surprise, she didn't cry. instead, she cooed and slept in his embrace like a sweet angel.

today, however, she didn't seem to be as sweet as before.

a series of shrill wails and screams filled the training field.

neteyam bounced her and whispered: “i'm sorry. i should surround you with joy and love, why was i being mad, hm? forgive me, please.”

after a while, his baby calmed down. sniffing, she would rub her face into neteyam's neck. even neteyam had calmed down. a content smile now plastered on his matured features.

“do you miss your mother?” he patted her back. “i do too. let's go find her alright?”

he spared the youngsters a kind glance. “keep practicing. you all did well today, but with your potential, i am most certain you could do better.”

with that, he left, stupefying his men by his sudden change of behaviour.

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written by muse 2023

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dad!neteyam who bawls his eyes out the moment he holds his newborn son. he leans his forehead on yours, hugging you with his free arm as he keeps kissing both of your foreheads, as he sob out sweet praises to your ear,

dad!neteyam who lifts his son for the whole tribe to see, standing tall with you by his side, as he proudly announce his son’s name for all to call,

dad!neteyam can’t stop thinking about you two when he’s out during hunts. body’s riding his pa'li yet his mind is somewhere else. it’s obvious, cause the pa'li would wonder away from the group yet he won’t notice at all

 dad!neteyam who when he’s not nome, would tilt his head to the sun tocheck the time every few hours. thinking; hmm, its noon. they are having lunch now and, oh! its the evening, he must have waken up from his nap!

dad!neteyam goes home right after a hunting party. the group usually stays late for a drink or two, but your neteyam? he went running home

dad!neteyam doesn’t mind being the stay at home parent, if you’re the one going out for hunts and missions. in fact, he loves spending time with his son and doing chores

dad!netetam loves to burry his face on his son’s tummy after a stressful day

dad!neteyam carves wooden toys for his son. from the small pa'li, sturmbeest, ikran, to the great toruk. he made them all

dad!neteyam who gets excited everytime his family drops by,

dad!neteyam literally begs, “can i have my son back, ma?” cause neytiri wont stop cuddling him

dad!neteyam doesn’t trusts lo'ak to babysit. the last time lo'ak spent an entire day with his baby, he came back with war paint painted all over his body

dad!neteyam dresses his son in garmets that tuk made for him,

dad!neteyam who eavesdrop everytime kiri does his hair and spill everyone’s tea to him, “you know, nephew. i heard that ninat’s singing wasnt even as good as my mother’s’-”

dad!neteyam brags his father to him. your neteyam keeps telling him how great the toruk makto was, “son, my father came from the stars”

dad!neteyam’s favourite activity after a long day, is to carefully throw himself to your bed to cuddle you both and to kiss your foreheads

dad!neteyam swears himself that his son wouldn’t be like him. he doesn’t want his son to grow with the feeling of needing to impress, to be the perfect first born

dad!neteyam lets his son knows this, by whispering to his little ear each night,

“i am proud of you, ma'itan”

#I cried real tears while reading this I love it so much 🫠

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seze

seze [ˈsɛ.zɛ] n. blue flower

Anonymous Request: Reader confesses her feelings to Ao'nung and he rejects her pretty harshly, and Neteyam comforts her and eventually confesses to her and she realizes her feelings for Neteyam. When it comes time for them to mate before Eywa, Ao’nung regrets rejecting her, but it’s too late.

1,708 words

He looked me right in the eyes as he said it, with no shame, holding back nothing.

"I could never love someone like you."

He didn't yell it, he didn't even use a particularly harsh tone... he said it as if he was commenting that it looked like it might rain. It was a simple fact, and he seemed surprised that it wasn't something I'd considered.

I knew what he meant by 'someone like me'. Someone of little consequence. Someone with no particular or special skills. Someone on the outskirts of the clan, someone no one had ever really noticed.

Someone unimportant.

Though the words knocked the wind out of me, drained the blood from my face and made me feel light headed, all I could do was nod, turn, and walk slowly away.

It had taken weeks to work up the courage to tell Ao'nung how I felt. He had been so kind to me lately... I thought maybe, he felt the way I felt. Now I realized, that was foolish.

I left the beach for the protection of the treelined, and once I was out of sight, I sank to the ground, and let out a painful, low-pitched wail that I felt through my entire body.

The disappointment was hard, but the embarrassment was almost worse. Of course Ao'nung wouldn't be interested in someone like me; he would take a high-born mate, not a fisherman's daughter.

I cried myself to sleep, slumped against a tree, trying to accept my fate.

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Neteyam noticed a change in Y/N right away. Though she mostly kept to herself, she was always cheerful and happy. He knew Kiri had a particular interest in Y/N, they had become sort of friends, and so she was around his family sometimes.

Something had happened to Y/N about three days ago, but Neteyam didn't know what. Though she was still around, she didn't speak, or smile, or engage hardly at all.

Neteyam asked Kiri what it was, but Kiri just shrugged and told him Y/N hadn't said anything to her.

He thought that was obtuse of Kiri. Hadn't he noticed the change in her friend? She was quiet before - not absolutely silent.

After another day of this, Neteyam could no longer hold his tongue, and when the opportunity presented itself and he found himself alone on the beach with Y/N, who was braiding a fishing net, he decided he had to speak up.

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Neteyam sat next to me, lifting the net I was working on into his hands. It was small yet, but would be quite large when I was finished.

"Can I talk to you?" he asked.

I glanced over at him and nodded.

"Actually, I wanted to ask... if you're okay?"

My hands, once busy, settled into my lap, gripping the netting tightly. I was not okay, but I couldn't imagine why Neteyam would care. He had never shown any particular interest in me. In fact, no one had, save his sister, but even she hadn't noticed what was going on with me.

Ao'nung was right - I was not lovable.

A tear slipped from my eye, and I brushed it away, hoping Neteyam hadn't noticed.

"I'm fine," I replied.

Neteyam shook his head. "You are crying."

I turned away from him, pulling my knees to my chest. "It doesn't matter, Neteyam. Don't trouble yourself with me."

His warm, strong hand gripped my shoulder, and without thinking, I leaned over, pressing my cheek to his hand. The contact felt so good, and I tried to remember the last time someone had touched me like this... or at all.

"Tell me."

He pulled gently, and I turned to face him. The look on his face was so genuine, so earnest, and so full of concern. For a second, I wondered if he was teasing me. Maybe Ao'nung had told him what happened already, and Neteyam wanted to make fun of me.

That didn't make sense, though. Ao'nung and Neteyam weren't even close to being friends.

So maybe the concern was genuine.

The words spilled out of me then, like vomit, and I couldn't stop them. I told Neteyam about my years-long crush on Ao'nung, how I had pined for him, imagined a life with him, took his kindness to mean something it hadn't meant, and how when I'd told Ao'nung how I'd felt, he made it clear that I was too unimportant for someone like him to ever care about or notice.

I was crying by the end, fat tears rolling down my cheeks and splashing hot onto my lap, but it felt so good to finally tell someone that I didn't care, I couldn't feel embarrassed anymore. I had suffered enough embarrassment to last a lifetime over the past few days; I wanted to be done with that.

When I finished, I furiously wiped the tears from my eyes, and waited for Neteyam's response.

His expression was... angry. His brows furrowed, his mouth pursed, his eyes focused.

"I will kill that moron," he whispered.

I sighed and shook my head. "He doesn't have to love me."

"But he could at least be kind!"

I didn't reply, because I couldn't exactly argue with him.

Neteyam reached out unexpectedly, pulling me to him, wrapping me in a tight hug. Without hesitation, I wrapped my arms around him, scooting closer, our bodies pressed together.

It felt so comforting, so intimate, so nice to be treated like this and cared about, I would've started crying again if I'd had any tears left.

"Neteyam, thank you," I whispered.

He pulled back, looking me in the eyes. "You are important, Y/N. I have watched you. You are kind and thoughtful. You watch Tuk carefully to ensure she doesn't ever get hurt, you treat Kiri with thoughtfulness and protect her when others treat her like she's different, you even tolerate Lo'ak. I have never met anyone so gentle or caring. That someone could hurt you... it makes me want to kill him, Y/N. He had no right to speak to you that way. You are like... you are like a flower, with soft petals. You should be protected, given water and sun, not stomped on."

A flower. This is was nicest thing anyone had ever said to me, and Neteyam was staring into my eyes, so intently. How could someone like him, the son of Taruk Makto, have noticed and felt these things about me?

"Neteyam, I..." I searched my mind for a perfect reply, but could only come up with: "I see you, Neteyam."

"I see you, Y/N."

My lips spread wide in a smile - my first in many days - and Neteyam smiles in return.

--

After that day, Neteyam and I were scarcely ever apart. He became at first, a best friend, my closest confidant, and then naturally, it turned into something more.

There wasn't a moment when I realized it had happened. He just began holding my hand nearly all of the time, guiding me by the small of my back, touching his forehead to mine when we part and finally, one night, he kissed me.

It didn't even shock me. It felt natural, that Neteyam would kiss me. It felt really almost overdue. Neteyam should have been kissing me since the moment we met.

We were completely in step, in sync, together always. Neteyam was meant to be my mate, and I was meant to be his.

He didn't really ask me, formally, to be his mate. He just mentioned once, something about, "when we're mated..." and I agreed.

And the date was set... but we told almost no one, outside of his family and mine. It felt special, secret, just for us.

--

"Kiri says they're very happy," Tsireya told her mother while she chopped fruit. "I think it's nice, that Y/N has found someone. She's always seemed so lonely."

Ronal nodded. "That's good. Good for Y/N. She's a nice girl."

Ao'nung sat across from them, his jaw set in anger. Y/N had done him a kindness by telling no one about his harsh rejection, and he had since realized that.

It wasn't that he didn't like Y/N. He had always thought she was beautiful, and kind, and there was something interesting about her, a quality he hadn't seen in other women in the clan... but no one really knew her, or cared about her. Her parents weren't particularly important to the clan, and neither was she, and Ao'nung thought, as future Ole'eyktan, he should have someone better.

He had come to realize that he had been stupid. Better wasn't more well-known, more talented, more superficial... better was kind, and caring, and someone his mother thought was a 'nice girl'.

"They are to be mated before Ewya," Tsireya said with a blush. "They don't plan to make a ceremony of it, just the two of them."

Ronal smiled. "Beautiful."

Ao'nung sat, simmering in anger at the chance he had lost, thinking of how Neteyam had almost beat him senseless when he found out how Ao'nung had treated Y/N.

He knew now, he deserved it, and he'd missed his chance.

--

When Ao'nung had told me he could never love me, it had seemed like the end of my life. It made me feel stupid, and worthless, and ugly. I hadn't thought I'd ever recover.

Then, Neteyam breathed new life into me. He didn't have to, but he did, and he kept doing it, every single day since then.

We emerged from the water, Neteyam breathless, chest heaving, my mate before Ewya.

He pulled me into his arms once more, pressing a desperate kiss to my lips, holding my face in his hands, then wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I love you," he whispered over and over between kisses, and I thought I could cry with gratefulness and joy.

"I love you, Ma Neteyam," I replied. I pulled away, just for a moment, to smile at him. "Thank you."

He pushed the wet hair from my face. "My flower," he said with a soft smile, as he so often did.

The sting of rejection was long behind me, replaced by enough joy to last a lifetime.

#this was good omg!!! #I think this one of my favorite fics of all time #neteyam x reader

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UPLOADED: “let’s ditch and make out”

★ : avatar / headcanons

content: you started to get bored, so to feed your boredom you came up with the idea to whisper something to the sully brothers, to make them react and lose focus on what they were originally doing.

pairing: neteyam & lo’ak / f!na’vi!reader

contains: flustered boys, humor, language [i think]

wordcount: 1.5k

notes: I don’t know why I write this for every character I have a brainrot with. i just find make out sessions hot and I can’t stop thinking abt it…<\3 reblogs would be appreciated!!

★ neteyam

• neteyam is used to you whispering things to make him flustered.

• you’ve done it so many times, he even mastered how to control his expressions to not give you the satisfaction you want

• so you stopped doing it for a while. until now…

• the meeting you were in with him was getting boring and you wanted to leave.

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Real.

kiri haters your asses are NOT seeing heaven!!! she is one of the realest out there

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MODERN DAY SCHOOL HEADCANONS (multiple!)

content — okay i've never seen any modern day headcanons so i'm not sure if people will like these but they're funny to make so im gonna do it anyways.

AO'NUNG !

so irritating istg and you're so into it??? he gets on your nerves, but the way he looks at you when you're not looking gives him away completely

him and his friends will bug you any chance they get but not in an unacceptable way. they know better than that, ao'nung would probably kill them

he'll walk you to class knowing his is the opposite way and be waiting outside as soon as the bell rings. it almost makes you wonder if he even went to class

"you can eat lunch with me and my friends today"

you never do bc you have friends of your own of course but that won't stop him from trying

exceptionally good at math and no one acknowledges it since he acts like a damn idiot outside of class

grades???? never down. not if he wants to keep playing basketball bc he would totally play the sport. james told me so himself

you don't go to any of the games bc it's just not your thing, but he did find himself asking at one point and was very surprised to see you in the stands that night

instead of celebrating with his team, he decided to shoot his shot and take you to a local ice cream shop where he FINALLY confessed his feelings

under any other circumstances, you would've thought he was joking, but as i said, his eyes don't lie. you saw the way he looked at you, you were just waiting for him to make a move

cue his friends hooping and hollering when he drags you through the halls with his hand in yours the next day, proud ass smile on his face bc you were finally his he's such a fool

leader of simp nation fr

you two are so cute, complete opposites and everyone adores it

"y/n i think i need help on this problem" "ao'nung you have a high A in math????"

high school sweethearts through and through

NETEYAM !

i wouldn't say he's a goody two shoes but he's still top of his class and would totally be valedictorian or salutatorian or some shit like that

catch him studying in the courtyard during lunch or reading manga bc i KNOW he would

has his airpods in (brent faiyaz is playing)

literally has never said a word to you, but you have met his eyes a couple times in the halls, though he just looks away without a second thought

you made progress with your not-so-temporary crush one time when you asked him for a pencil with a sweet smile on your face and lovesick eyes

he literally laughed in your face and shook his head in amusement before facing the front again, making you realize your pencil was sitting in your hand

you cried tears that night

one day he pulled out a copy of fruits basket and suddenly you're jumping in your seat as you ask him if he's team kyo or not (he is)

you didn't get to talk much before the teacher started her lesson but he did follow you out the door that day, asking what else you're into

baby boy was locked tf in from that moment on

from that day forward, you sat with him in the courtyard, sharing stories and mindless thoughts. he looks forward to that hour every day

wrote his final essay for his ELA class on what it's like being in love with you and it's now framed in your room

you're his first girlfriend so you're pampered on by him. the girls wish they had a bf like yours

asked you out at that same table you two share two months later and you thank natsuki takaya every day for writing fruits basket

kind of a loser but he's your loser bf and you're so deathly in love with him

LO'AK !

you did NOT like this boy

he was so annoying. and not in a cute way like ao'nung was, but genuinely irritating

you've been going to school together since fifth grade so you know him more than you'd like to

you get along well with his sister and it makes you wonder how they're related at all

tries to cross you up in the halls and thinks it's top tier comedy

probably the type to ask you "thot daughter or gay son" in the halls :'(

ended up seeing him outside of school when hanging with kiri where you realized, he's actually a cool kid when away from his friends

he ended up sitting on kiri's fluffy rug with a squishmallow in his lap, invested in your girl talk

isn't as annoying in school after that day and it made him notice how you are more willing to be around him so he does end up maturing a bit more (everyone say thank you yn)

once you had his number, you'll send him a ss of a song you like with no context and the next day, he's giving you his opinion (he loves them all)

his friends try to hang out at school bc they notice he's been straying away and only when he says yes, does he realize how annoying he must've been bc being around them after your calming presence is like being surrounded by barking dogs

walked around with a nba yb book bag all throughout middle school and you make sure to remind him of that

he cringes so bad when you two talk about pre!yn lo'ak

asked you out on a fucking sticky note and got it confiscated by the teacher before you could read it so when the teacher read it out loud, he just shrugged and waited for your answer

you were so humiliated by your soon to be boyfriend but couldn't stop grinning bc he really does keep you entertained

you said yes btw

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۰࿐·˚ ༘ 𓆛 JEALOUSY JEALOUSY ۰࿐·˚ ༘ 𓆛

featuring. neteyam + lo’ak (seperate)

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not proofread.

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NETEYAM

neteyam doesn’t really get jealous. he already has you and that's all he needs honestly. he knows that you love him just as much as he loves you so he doesn’t have anything or anyone to be jealous of. however, being territorial is something he gets from his mom and it really shows when other guys interact with you. something about it just makes his blood boil.

he tries his best to stay calm and collected, to not get hostile but sometimes he can’t help but glare at a guy if he speaks to you or hiss at someone if their eyes linger on you for too long. he always tries to hide it in front of you because he doesn’t want you to think ill of him, but you never do.

neteyam had been watching you for a while now as you taught some of the metkayina kids how to shoot arrows. it wasn’t something that they needed to know how to do because they hunted in the water but it was a good skill to have nonetheless.

he watched as you helped one boy in particular named ao’te. he was around your age and ever since your arrival, he seemed to take a liking to you. even now it was obvious in the way he gave you his full attention when you spoke or when he stared at you shamelessly every time you demonstrated how to aim the bow.

who did that boy think he was, looking at you like you were someone that he could have. neteyam didn’t like it. and even though his father said not to cause any trouble, he felt like he needed to say something, to do something so that this boy knew his place.

neteyam pushed off of his comfy spot on the ground and walked up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you continued to aim your bow. you weren’t the least bit phased by the contact.

neteyam rested his head on your shoulder and followed your line of vision. “so what are we aiming for?” he asked.

“you will know when I hit it.” you said quietly trying to focus on the tree ahead of you.

you took a deep breath and let the bowstring go, smiling when you saw the arrow hit your intended target.

while the other kids marveled at your arrow which was now stuck in the trunk of a tree, ao’te stared at you. he had just noticed that were wrapped in someone else’s arms and he didn’t like it. with crossed arms, ao’te walked over to the two of you.

“uh y/n who is this?” he asked. neteyam’s eyes snapped toward ao’te and narrowed.

“who are you?” neteyam scoffed.

“i’m ao’te.”

“well ao’te, i suggest that you remove your eyes from my mate’s body or i will turn you into target practice.” he hissed.

ao’te’s eyes widened at the sincerity in neteyam’s voice. he quickly apologized and scurried off, knowing that if he stayed any longer the next arrow that was shot would end up in him.

satisfied with the boy’s reaction, neteyam fixed his attention back on you.

“you didn’t have to scare him nete.” you said as you notched another arrow in your bow. “everyone knows that I’m yours.”

neteyam pulled you into his chest and kissed your temple. “yes but it does not hurt to remind them.”

LO’AK

lo’ak is definitely the type to get jealous easily. he gets angry and stand-offish and even hostile sometimes but, it’s because he’s afraid of losing you. he thinks that there are so many other guys out there that are better for you than he is. and no matter how many times you tell him that you’ll always be his, he feels like you’re too good for him. so whenever a guy approaches you he grows distant and angry thinking that he’s already lost you to them.

lo’ak rolled his eyes when he saw you laugh at something ao’nung had said. anyone with working eyes could see that the metkayinan had taken a liking to you since you and the sullys arrived and he hated it.

of course, he didn’t do anything about it, or else his father would chew him out for causing trouble. all he could do was watch as he spent the day watching ao’nung try to move in on you.

his last straw was when he saw ao’nung place his hand on your abdomen showing how to breathe properly.

he scoffed loudly and swam away from you two without a word.

“lo’ak where are you going?” you called.

lo’ak didn’t answer. he only swam faster wanting to get away from you and ao’nung.

“what’s his problem?” ao’nung asked.

“i don’t know.” you sighed. “i’ll go check on him.”

you swam away from ao’nung and towards the shore. once you reached the beach you joined lo’ak in the sand, taking up the spot next to him.

“lo’ak?”

his ears twitched at the sound of your voice but he didn’t answer. he didn’t even spare you a glance. this was new to you. he never ignored you. you moved your hands to hold his but he pulled away.

“lo’ak? what’s wrong? did I do something?”

“i don’t know. why don’t you ask your new boyfriend, ao’nung.” he grumbled.

you looked at him in disbelief. “what?”

“you heard me! you two seemed real buddy-buddy out in the water! you might as well date him right?” lo’ak yelled.

you sighed, realizing that ao’nung touching you is what set him off. you moved to sit in front of lo’ak and cupped his face in your hands, forcing him to look at you.

“lo’ak I love you. nobody will ever be better than you in my eyes and you know that. there’s no reason for you to be jealous.”

“I’m not jealous.” he grumbled childishly.

“oh. then i guess you wouldn’t mind me going back to ao’nung now.” you said as you stood up and dusted the sand off of you.

lo’ak grabbed your wrist and pulled you back down into his lap. “no, you’re staying with me.”

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is it selfish to want you? | neteyam sully

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pairing: neteyam sully x omaticiya!fem! reader

warnings: so much fluff, swearing, heated kissing, bonding, mating, intimate

a/n: both neteyam and you are about 17 in this, as to my knowledge that is when na'vi are declared as adults and are allowed to find a mate. please correct me if i am wrong!

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neteyam sully was a boy of many things, he was a mighty warrior, loved by most- desired by more. he was easily one of the most sought out na'vi in the clan, many women in the clan had their eyes on him. they would do anything neteyam asked of them in a heartbeat- all waiting in anticipation for the day he would pick a mate to help him lead the clan.

but neteyam paid no attention to any of them, he had interest in not one other woman in the clan, except for you. his heart belonged to you and you didn't even know it. to him no na'vi even held so much as a finger to you and your beauty, your strong heart and mind- he honestly couldn't pinpoint any flaw you had even if he was held at gunpoint because in his eyes you truly had none. you were completely and utterly perfect.

but the one woman he wanted was the one that wasn't chasing after him- what he didn't know if that you had been pinning after him just as he did for you, but you were sure he did not return the feelings you had for him. he had all these women wanting him, why would he want you?

"neteyam!" he snapped his head at the sound of your voice calling his name, watching as you approached him with a small smile on your face. he was sitting on the forest floor carving a piece of wood. "do you know where kiri is?"

neteyam would be lying if he said he wasn't disappointed when you asked him where his sister was, "sorry, i do not know." you sighed, plopping yourself down on the ground next to him- only now taking notice of what he was doing, carving something.

neteyam saw you were staring at what he was making out of wood with curiosity. "this is for tuk, lo'ak broke her other ikran toy." he tried to show you a bit better, removing his thumb a bit to make it more visible.

you chuckled- which brought butterflies to neteyam's chest. "poor tuk."

"i would say poor ikran, it got his neck snapped off." he joked, recalling how lo'ak accidently stepped on the wooden toy and tuk crying over the decapitated toy.

you laughed at his joke, "ah yes, poor ikran." he was not nearly done with carving the wooden toy, "do you mind if i stay?"

does neteyam mind if you stay? what kind of question was that? he did not mind, not one bit. with every fiber of his body he wanted you to stay- he wanted you to always be with him. "not one bit." he was excited that you wished to stay with him instead of finding the others which were probably doing something more fun than what he was.

you watched as his hands worked delicately, sure of every little move he made with his small knife when it met with the deep oak wood- your eyes slowly traveled up to his arms which were filled with muscle. it was no surprise, he was incredibly strong- his muscles just proved the point of it.

you admired his arms- as weird as it sounded, watching how the muscles tensed as he carved.

neteyam noticed how quiet you were being, turning to look at you slowly. realising you had your eyes trained on his toned arms, he felt a smirk coming to his lips- suddenly feeling confident. "my arm must be nice to look at, hm?"

you snapped your eyes away from his arm, heat spreading to your face- embarrassed you had just been caught staring at his arms. oh eywa, you have never wished to disappear more than you wanted to now. "uh, no?" it came out as more of a question than anything- you were a flustered mess.

he chuckled, shaking his head as he continued to work on carving tuk's toy. he felt proud that he could make you flustered- and was never more grateful for his toned arms. "right, that is why you were staring at them for so long." he teased you more.

"i was staring at them because of how dirty they are," you tried to regain yourself, rolling your eyes playfully- his arms did in fact have dirt on them from when he was out hunting that morning. "you need to go for a wash."

neteyam glared at you playfully, swiping his finger on his arm collecting some dirt and smeared it on your cheek. you slapped his finger away, groaning. "neteyam!- you skxqwng!" you rubbed your cheek in attempt to get the dirt that he had put on your face off. "i just cleaned myself!"

he grinned as he looked at your cheek- which was smeared with dirt, in your attempt to clean it you had made it worse- spreading it. "my finger slipped, sorry." he innocently said.

you raised your hand, slapping the side of his head harshly- making him shoot his hand up to his head that stung from your hit. "sorry, my hand slipped." you repeated his words, smirking.

but your smirk soon vanished as a smug look came to his face- you knew he was about to do something. and you were proved right as he stood up quickly, urapiductly picking you up, flinging your body over his shoulders with ease. you had not time to react with how fast he was at doing so and before you knew it he began to walk- your face being smushed into his back as one of his hands was holding you in place, the other holding your legs so you don't kick him.

"neteyam!-" you hit his back with your fist, trying to make him let go of you. "let go of me!- ugh, bitch!" he chuckled at the name you had decided to call him.

you continued to hit his back- your punches had no effect on him, his hold becoming tighter on you as you tried to squirm off his shoulders- having no success. you stopped fighting him as he suddenly came to a stop, hoping he was about to let you down. he let you down, just not in the way you had planned for.

he moved you from his shoulders, now holding you bridal style- he held a smirk on his face as he looked down at you. you were confused, looking around you. your eyes widened as you saw a large pond in front of you- knowing what he was about to do. you looked back to him, narrowing your eyes dangerously at him. telling him not to do it. "neteyam, let go of m-!" before you could finish your sentence you felt yourself get flung from his arms.

the cold water hitting your body as you landed in the water, as you resurfaced breathing heavily from not preparing yourself you looked up to neteyam who was standing on the dry grass in front of the pond, watching you in amusement.

before you could open your mouth to speak, neteyam once again interrupted you this time by jumping into the water right next to you- causing a large splash, the water getting in your mouth. you were truly done with this boy.

neteyam pulled his head out of the water, flinging his now wet braids away from his face so he could see you clearly- you had a sour look on your face as you glared at him. he was grinning widely, showing off his fangs. "what? you said to let you go."

"not like that!" you yelled at him, keeping yourself afloat. "i am going to kill you."

he raised one eyebrow teasingly, amused. "oh yeah?"

without a reply you swam forward at him, hitting him repeatedly as he laughed trying to swat your hands away- he quickly pulled himself underwater and before you could react you felt yourself being pulled under as well.

you opened your eyes under the water that you had just been dragged under, seeing neteyam in front of you grinning. you lunged forward at him in the water as he quickly dodged you- not fast enough though as you got a hold of his tail, pulling him back. you felt a smile make its way to your face as you saw neteyam's angry expression under the vision of the slightly murky water.

he swam forward to you, wrapping both his arms around your body, trapping you- pushing you both deeper under the water- as the two of you stopped fighting one another he admired how you looked. your hair floating above you, which looked almost magical- your white spots that couted your face glowing in the darkness of the water. ewya, if neteyam didn't run out of breath from being in water for too long, he was sure you would. your blushed as the two of you held eye contact- it felt so intimate, his hands wrapped around you gently as he floated just aboved you looking down at your face.

you seemed to have forgotten you couldn't breath underwater for a second, it finally registered to you that you were out of breath as neteyam pulled you and him back to the surface to breathe.

as you reached it the two of you gasped for air, regaining your breath. when you did the two of you bursted out laughing- you were suddenly glad he had thrown you in the water. oh how much fun you had with him, he never failed to put a smile on your face no matter what circumstances it was under.

as your laughter died down, you realised how cold you were- shivering slightly from the water. neteyam too realising the coldness, looking at you, “come on.” he softly said, pulling you to the edge were the dry grass was.

neteyam reached his hand out to help you up, you took it gratefully- you too now on the dry land. as you emerged small droplets from the water coated your body, dripping slowly into the soul beneath you. neteyam felt his heart pick up its rhythm, you looked like a goddess, you always did.

“i can’t believe you chucked us both in the water with nothing to dry ourselves off with.” you groaned, glaring at neteyam playfully who shrugged innocently- more time with you that meant.

you sat down on a nearby rock that was by the large pond, neteyam following sitting right in front of you. waiting for yourselves to dry off. neteyam looked at you, you were still shivering- hugging your legs for warmth. he slid forward on the rock a bit, sliding an arm around your should bringing you closer to him- he rubbed your arm in comfort.

you melted into his touch, how was he so warm after getting out of the cold pond?- whilst you were still freezing. “you’re warm.”

he chuckled looking down at you, “you’re cold.”

you glared up at him, rolling your eyes. “maybe because you threw me into a cold pond?” he sighed, playfully pulling away from you- you missed the warmth of his body as soon as he did so, “okay, okay i’m sorry- please come back.” he laughed sliding back over, engulfing you in his arms once more.

it all felt so right, you in his arms. you silently wished to stay like this for the rest of your life, in his arms. neteyam too wished the same thing.

he stroked your hair gently, running his fingers through its dampness- you closed your eyes slowly, enjoying the head massage. neteyam smiled as he saw your peaceful expression, all he ever wanted to do was make you happy- and he wanted to do that for the rest of his life.

he continued to run his fingers through your hair, a comforting silence falling over the two of you. the only noise coming from the flowing water from the small waterfall that lead into the pond.

“thank you.” neteyam suddenly said, breaking the silence- which you were quite confused at what he was thanking you about.

opening your eyes, looking at neteyam with a confused expression. “for what?”

for what? for everything you did, for being alive, for being you- there were so many things he could thank you about. “for being there for me like today. it’s good to have some fun, training has made me have less free time lately- it may be selfish but, i miss it.”

your face softened as you sat up, removing your head from his shoulder. you knew he his father had been going harder on him than usual as he was coming quicker to the age of where he would become olo'eyktan- you suddenly felt like he needed a hug, or maybe you just wanted to be close to him. you didn’t really know. you leaned forward and wrapped your arms around him, holding his head with one hand the other around his neck.

neteyam hadn't realised how much he needed a hug until now, breathing in your scent that he knows by heart now. wrapping his own arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

"i miss having you around too," you whispered into his neck, it sent shivers down his spine. you pulled away slightly so you could see neteyam's face, you pushed away a loose braid that always fell in front of his face. "and it is not selfish to want something, nete."

neteyam stared into your eyes, he swore he could drown in them and he would be completely content with going down like that. your words echoed in his mind, it is not selfish to want something- he wanted you to be his and him to be yours until the end of time itself- he yearned for you so much it hurt whenever he saw you speak to another male in the clan, he knew it was selfish of him but he only wanted you to speak to him. he wanted to be the one to show you the wonders of the world, he wanted to be the one who got to kiss your lips at night, he wanted to be the one whose name you whispered in the dark. neteyam sully wanted you and only you.

"is it selfish of me to want you?" his voice was quiet, in a whisper as the two of you held each others eyes. your mouth parted slightly, not sure if you had heard him right. had neteyam sully, the boy you had been in love with since young just speak those words? "is it selfish to want to be the only one that can look at you?"

"no." your voice was in a whisper, matching his. his eyes trailed down to your lips then back to your eyes- you had not missed it.

he reached out his hand placing it on your chin, gently pulling your face closer to his. you didn't fight it at all, you leaned in closer. your lips grazing each others. "good." he whispered against your lips, breaking the small gap between the two of you.

as your lips met his a spark appeared within you, whispering that this was meant to be. the kiss was short but was passionate, the two of your first kisses. neteyam loved that he was the one to be your first kiss and yours his.

the two of you broke away slowly, staring into each others eyes which were filled with desire and love. "you're so beautiful." he said as he pressed his lips to yours once again- this kiss was not like the first one, it was more messy, your lips chasing one another. he continued to kiss you, deepening the kiss as his hand slipped around your waist, pulling you onto his lap- now straddling him with your legs. "is this okay?" he asked softly, searching your face for any slight bit of uncomfortableness- but there was none.

you smiled, cupping his jaw in your hand, leaning into him. "more than okay, nete." was this what heaven felt like?- that is what neteyam was asking himself, because this was heaven.

his name against your tongue as you kissed him- eywa, it was enough to make him fall limp. his hand was on your lower back, supporting you so you didn't fall as he slid his tongue into your mouth. the other hand on your jaw softly. your hands found it way to his braids, tanginling your fingers in them- trying to pull him closer to you.

his lips began to trail down your neck, earning slight whimpers from you. it was the most beautiful sound neteyam had ever heard in his life. "keep making those noises." it came out without thinking as he continued to suck on your neck- you were embarrassed by the whimpers that escaped your mouth, but when neteyam said that you felt all the embarrassment slip away.

he pulled away from your neck, smirking as he saw the marks he left scattered across it. "neteyam," you hissed, "people are going to see those, you skxqwng." though, you weren't sure if you actually cared.

he grinned at your annoyed expression, "then they will see you are mine." you couldn't help but smile at what he said.

that was when you decided to make it official, it was the biggest decision of your life- you had been told that it would be a hard one to make as you would be with the one you bonded with for life. but, this was the easiest decision you had made in your life.

you slowly grabbed your braid that fell behind your back, bringing it forward to neteyam. his mouth fell slightly agape, looking up to you. "are you sure?" he asked, worried you may regret it later- he knew he would in fact never regret it, he didn't want you to though.

"neteyam, i have never been so sure of anything before." you smiled softly at him, that was all neteyam needed- he grabbed his queue and brought it forward with his hand your queues mere inches away from one another.

the two of you looked at one other, as you brought your queues to the other. the tsaheylu was formed.

both you and neteyam's breath hitched and pupils dilated as you looked from the bond to one another- you had never felt anything like this before, you could feel him, everything. his breath, heart beat, his feelings to you.

"i see you, y/n." neteyam breathed out, you swore you had never been happier- and neteyam could feel how happy you were when he spoke the words through the bond which made him smile.

"i see you, neteyam."

eywa had heard the two of your wishes and answered them. you and neteyam sully were now one, mated for life.