#commander kiri

[melissa-kenobi]

CLONES MASTERLIST

ARC TROOPER FIVES

1. Conspiracy Plot --- Fives discovers a plot to kill the Jedi.

2. Paperwork --- Fives is forced to catch up on his paperwork whether he likes it or not.

3. Kisses* --- All you wanted was some kisses from your boyfriend.

4. Lost --- Fives just wanted to spend some time with you, that's all.

5. Without Him --- Singing without him by Christina Grimmie while thinking about Fives.

6. Fun and Games --- A prankwar erupts between the 501st and the 265th.

CAPTAIN HOWZER

1. Danger --- Captain Howzer catches you and Hera spying on the Empire.

CAPTAIN REX

1. Fallen Premonitions --- From a young age Y/N L/N was inducted into the Jedi Order. It had been foretold that this child would be crucial for the Jedi Order to survive. The future would lie in her hands and her hands only. Will she be their bearer of peace? Or will she be their bringer of doom?

2. Orders --- Captain Rex is furious that the General has disobeyed his direct orders and intends to find out why.

3. Barracks* --- Captain Rex is guarding the barracks for General Skywalker when a voice distracts him.

4. Trees --- Captain Rex saves his girlfriend from falling to her death. [Part 2]

COMMANDER KIRI [OC]

1. Scars --- How Commander Kiri really received the scar on his lip.

COMMANDER WOLFFE

1. Smiles --- Wolffe is irritated by your smile, but little does he know why you're really doing it.

2. Keldable Kiss --- Wolffe accidentally initiates a Keldable Kiss with the love of his life, but does she feel the same?

3. Cuddles & Rest --- Wolffe has been over-working himself too much, so you have to step in.

BAD BATCH MASTERLIST

[Sargent Hunter, Echo, Tech, Crosshair, Wrecker & Omega]

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[kaguyasconception]

Konoha Organisations

The Konoha shinobi society is organised into several units placed under the control of the Hokage. Each unit has Jōnin or Special (Tokubetsu) Jōnin in charge of it, and they report to the Hokage and his advisers.

The Hokage sits at the top of the society, discussing issues with their Advisors. The two official advisers of Hiruzen Sarutobi are Mitokado Homura, and Utatane Koharu, living through the previous wars together.

The Jōnin Commander supports the Hokage, aiding in directing the villages units and representing the regular forces.

Some groups and units known only the the Hokage and higher ranking individuals. ROOT was one of these secretive organisations, a sub-division of the ANBU initially shut down by the Sandaime, illegally operated until it was finally disbanded after Danzo Shimura’s death during the Godaime reign.

Operations Unit:

In other words, regular shinobi forces which are the backbone of the system. Teams or specific individuals handle the majority of the missions that the village receives, and are also tasked with other duties such as education, administration, etc. Most ninja are in this division, from genin, chūnin, special jōnin and jōnin.

Medical Corps:

The medical teams and medical-nin within this sector support the general shinobi forces through healing the sick and injured whether in village (coordinating with ordinary doctors) or on the battle field. They develop new techniques, study medicines, research diseases and further their anatomy understanding to advance their healing capabilities. They are divided into several groups by speciality, such as emergency staff or technical research. Some medical-nin are skilled enough to join regular forces and are called field medical-nin.

ANBU:

This division is under direct control of the Hokage, and only accept order from them. They are covert operatives who specialise in spying, assassination, and other difficult or risky missions. The Hokage selects them personally, regardless of age or gender, and they are meant to be the most elite of the forces. The individual units are composed according to the goal and difficulty of their missions.

Konoha Intelligence Division:

This organisation within the village is composed of many sub-divisions, such as the Konoha Torture and Interrogation Force which is a special division headed by Ibiki Morino. Prior to the fourth shinobi war, they worked alongside the Analysis Team which was headed by Inoichi Yamanaka. Prisoners or the dead are kept here here to extract information from them for the benefit of Konoha.

- Chūbu appears to be a modern ranking in Konoha given to Sai, and implies it may be a type of support unit.

- The Twenty Platoons (Nijū Shōtai) were created by the Godaime, Tsunade Senju, to search for the Akatsuki. It consisted of twenty teams of four individuals.

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Outside of Konoha, other lands follow their own customs and culture which creates a different type of organisation within the individual villages.

*Shinobi Ruler/Head Shinobi - A rank found within Kumo above jonin, they’re given the authority to represent their village’s interests.

*Kinkaku Force was an elite team of twenty shinobi from Kumo, which is now disbanded.

*Hunter Squads - A special unit of Kiri’s own Hunter-nin, created solely to hunt down and dispose of rogue shinobi/missing-nin, they possess medical and assassination training to aid their goals.

*Twelve Guardian Ninja are a group of twelve elite shinobi invited by the Land of Fire’s Daimyo to become his body guards.

*Puppet Brigade was a division in Suna of skilled puppeteers during the Second Shinobi War.

*Explosion Corps was an organisation within Iwa composed of individuals holding the explosion release kekkei genkai.

*Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist is an organisation of seven skilled individuals who wielded the legendary blades of Kiri.

(Fourth Shinobi War Divisions to be covered at a later date)

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[suguru-getos]

୨・┈﹕✦﹕ Kinktober Day 18﹕✦﹕┈・୧

-> Event Masterlist

Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader -> Overstimulation

Warnings: Overstimulation, cunnilingus, squirting, Bakugou being a soft yet commanding dom, nipple-play, fingering, breeding. Let me know if I missed anything please? Thank you!

Summary: The perfect way to unwind after work with Katsuki is to share the solace of a perfect dinner, followed by a perfect fuck fest. :3

The recent days in the Bakugou household had been weird, you were busy and so was your husband. You had recently decided to step out of being a Pro hero. It was a big decision and you were thankful that Katsuki was there, understanding your emotions, understanding what you’re going through and soothing you with it all the way.

With the judgemental hero society and the fact that you’d never be able to come home one of these days— your dream of having a family, taking care of a family & being a mother, a wife, a partner. It was all fleeting away, your determination and priorities shifting from protecting the people of Japan to now, protecting the house. Even so, you can’t help but pout when Katsuki comes home at odd hours, it’s been a week or so that you two got to spend some time together. Katsuki was yearning! So were you, for the matter.

Katsuki (2:17 pm): Hey princess

You: (3:00 pm): Oh hey there Suki

Katsuki (3:01 pm): Coming home early today, missing you too bad. Gonna prepare dinner & wait for you.

The text made you beam with joy, fuck! You missed Katsuki’s cooking & Katsuki spoiling you. All he’s done is been your sugar daddy, you wanted— needed some quality time with him.

You (3:02 pm): OH OFCCC!!!!

The rest of the day went by in a haze, Bakugou’s bulls eye was to reach home on time, to spoil his wife. “Kiri handle the patrol for me will ya?” He mumbled, finishing the paperwork & the approvals with the signatures needed for the recent Ad campaigns his PR team has bagged him for.

“Ah man, gonna spoil Y/N?” Kiri smirked, “How cute, it’s been a while since all of us hung out together you know?” Kiri emphasised, which made Katsuki irritated. He just wanted to leave his agency premises right now. “Yeh, patrol. Don’t forget.” With that, he left. Katsuki has changed being a 27 year old Pro hero who is seasoned with the elixir of how to behave and also the self awareness of how to talk. The frequent outbursts weren’t there, however— the fire in his personality still blazed threateningly.

When Bakugou reached home, he was all set to prepare things for his lady love. Stove blazing, his culinary skills all out with every intention of showing off. He ordered your favorite flowers, loads of them— enough to magically decorate the house, your favorite scented candles & by the time you reached home. (Around 8), you were greeted with a different sight altogether.

“Oh my god!” You whined, while Bakugou opened the door and kissed your forehead. “Welcome home Princess, don’t want y’ to forget how amazing I am.” He winked, laced with his sassy, adoring signature grin as he guided you towards your shared bedroom.

“Go freshen up f’ me sweetheart. I’ve kept the dress I wan’ y’ to wear & want to see you in it kay?” You nodded blindingly, too enamoured by the preparations & the efforts Katsuki has done for you.

When you returned, the dinner was set properly, there were foods intermingled from Wasabi dipped sushi, Katsudon, some sweet mochi. Everything that you liked— or might like. The dinner was sweet, Bakugou let you unwind with some expensive roseé, listening to your babbling about what happened at work intently.

Before you knew it, you were being carried princess-style to the bedroom. Both you and Katsuki a little tipsy & you absolutely drowning in the warmth of his scent, in the comfort of his arms. “Let me unwrap my little present, yeah?” Bakugou hums, smiling tenderly and softly at you as he removes your dress off, leaving you in black lacey underwear.

“God damn, Princess.” he mused, licking his lip. “You look so fuckin’ gorgeous I feel like I’d lose my fuckin’ mind.” He smirks, leaning in and taking your panties off, gawking at your soaked pussy & your throbbing clit.

“Were thinking about being loved as much as me thinking about lovin’ you?” Katsuki hummed, not waiting for an answer and leaning in against your inviting folds, a soft groan escaping his parted lips, the moment he wrapped his lips around your needy clit. Thighs spread apart, and your legs falling over his shoulders. “You sound so cute moanin’ for me like that.” Katsuki smirks, gnawing at your clit and licking it over to soothe the irritation.

You were deliciously close to the edge, mouth agape, hands pulling at his hair closer & pussy clamping all up and all for him.

“Shit- mmgh- Katsuki, gonna—”

“Cum for me Princess, let me fuckin’ taste that sloppy cunt.” Your man daunted, the reverberations in his voice pushing you off the edge immediately. “Shit- hng.” Your body spasmed around his tongue, creaming all over him, meanwhile— Katsuki didn’t want to stop. It’s been a while since he’s away from his girl, he wants you, bad.

Your pleasure laced moans turned into gasps and whines, when your overstimulated clit found itself against Katsuki’s relentless thumb, “Give me another, yeah?” he croons, however it makes you feel that you don’t have any option but to— which is exactly what Katsuki wanted.

Leaning in and licking up your juices one last time, his thick, and long fingers found their way to your pussy. “Gonna make you squirt this time.” Katsuki smirked, leaning in and kissing your pelvis as two of his fingers nestled against your folds, curling upwards & against your G-spot.

A lewd moan escapes you when your body registers the pleasure on your clit and your G-spot at the same time.

“Oh my god—” You croak, clamping once again after Katsuki found the perfect rhythm to play with your sloppy pussy. He loved watching you whine and whimper when he goes on at your cunt until you cry.

“Gonna cum again sweetheart?” Katsuki cooed, watching your face contort with pleasure & smirking along. “Yes she will, yes she will.” he hums when he finds you speechless, drowning in pleasure with no escape.

Another, harsh and unforgiving orgasm rakes through you, and as promised, your body ended up complying to Katsuki, you ended up squirting your essence all over, screaming at the shattering waves of pleasure.

“Yeah, yeah baby, just like that.” Katsuki rode out your orgasm, not stopping when he finally unzipped himself, thrusting his cock balls deep in your twitching cunt. “Argh- fuck, so snug & tight.” He lewdly comments, not giving you any time to adjust and railing onto your sweet pussy. “Going to cum for me again, mhm?” He smirked, watching you try to push him away when his thumb finds it’s way back to your clit.

“Awh, don’t be a bad girl Princess.” He chided you gently, leaning in and swallowing your nipple, suckling on it and thrusting deep inside you. Tears glossed into your eyes at the threatening pleasure intermingled deliciously with the pain of overstimulation. The pain of feeling your senses on fire.

“Shit- I- I feel like- m’ close.” You gritted your teeth when Katsuki pulled the hood of your nerves, rubbing onto your now exposed bundle & watching you whine & squirm away to no avail.

“Go on, let your pussy massage daddy’s cock until he cums.” Katsuki leaned in, kissing you passionately and eating away all your moans when you finally, tipped off the edge again. Your overworked pussy spasming around him, clamping around him until ropes of his warm seed fill you up.

“Fuck- good- fuckin’ girl.” Katsuki groaned, stilling inside you, eyes softening when his senses complain to him about how far you’re gone. “Let it go Princess, gonna take care of you now. Leave it to me, yeah? Leave it to your Katsuki.”

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[tteokdoroki]

aali my beloved would you be willing to share some more thots regarding domineering consent-king-kiri,,,no pressure at all I am just delighted by the concept!! If nothing else I am holding your hand making microwave noises because this tickles my brain muah

☆༉ — EIJIROU KIRISHIMA. consent and condescension.

about. your wish is my command beautiful anon. this is definitely yuzuya adjacent LDKAKS !!

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact. smut, praise kink, consent heavy, condescension, scratching, afab!reader, soft dom/pro hero!kirishima.

“i only want to do this if it’s something you want.” kirishima says, his voice so quiet that it’s barely above a whisper. there’s a huskiness to it, as though he’s been holding back for so long that his tether and tie to sanity threatens to snap. the very simple fact makes a shiver run down your spine and shoot right between your legs. 

kirishima let’s put a condescending coo as he shifts to sit with you on the bed, prying apart your shaky thighs to catch a whiff of your hot cunt, a view of how juices run between your folds like golden syrup that makes you shine. you’re eijirou kirishima’s favourite sweet treat. 

“poor baby, if i hadn’t come any sooner, who knows what would have happened to you.” his voice drips to lower tones that turn on the sex signals in your brain — and as you whine out for more, the corner of the red head’s lips quirk up into a sly smile.

“all alone and unable to cum. well, don’t you worry. i’ve got you now.” you see, he knows you better than you know yourself. that you can’t get off without his thick fingers or his fat cock, and how frustrated you get when you can’t touch yourself in the same way that he does.

that’s why you called him at work, with a wobble in your saccharine voice and squelch from your cunt echoing down the line. you need eijirou.

you hardly notice how fast he strips, too dizzy and needy to speak your mind or even think. your level of desire to be fucked dumb by your man overpowers any logical reasoning you may have. taking hold of the globes of your ass, the mountainous man drags you towards him, pressing right up against your throbbing mound — looking down at you as if you’re the most beautiful, pathetic thing he’s ever seen.

you’ve not a clue as to how much you affect eijirou, with your big wet eyes and shaky hips as you rut into him for any kind of friction. he wants to ruin you and cherish you all at once, fighting with the two halves of him that join together and make him the person that he is. the hero that protects people, the man who loves you, the other that has such depraved thoughts about you. his sweet little thing.

“i’ve been dying to take you since the moment you called, fuck you against your cute little sheets, have your adorable ankles and frilly socks hangin’ over my shoulders….” eijirou’s next move is to tease your wet little slit, tapping his milky cockhead against your swollen clit repeatedly until you’re jolting and twitching from the slight streams of pleasure. “is it okay for me to touch you like this? i really want to but… your needs always come first to me.” 

the question is masked with a patronising kindness in an attempt to hide the red head’s deepest and darkest dreams. if he truly wanted to, kirishima could have plugged your hole full of his monster-like girth and fucked you until that tight, unused hole of yours was coated in his cum. yet, he treats you (the object of his affections and desires), as though you’re a porcelain doll threatening to shatter under the weight of his touch.

the cracks begin to show and the dam begins to break. your pretty face crumples with ecstasy while eijirou pushes his length through your slick pussy, laughing breathily at your arousal that clings to every spiralling blue vein that decorated his shaft. it jumps against the pleasure bud tucked away between your folds. 

you sniffle and his heart breaks for you. it does nothing to calm the flames of desire burning at eijirou’s healthy lungs — blackening them.  

“e-eiji—!”

“‘m gonna put it in now, i know, i know, sweetheart. i gotta hurry it up,” he starts, tutting down at you and your clenching cunt as he hits his hips forward — pushing his bulbous tip past the tight ring of muscle at your entrance. “you’ve been so good, sweetheart. waiting for me to get home, so you could get fucked — i just don’t wanna hurt you.” 

he brushes the pads of his thumbs over your body trembling beneath him. over your pebbling nipples, so hard they could cut diamonds because of the cold air. over your curves, your tummy and navel — every perfectly imperfect part of you. and when he reaches your thighs, they’re folded into your chest so he can give you exactly what you want. 

“oh, little one. you’re so tight, and warm around me. fuck.” eijirou is the one who hiccups this time, gripping the sheets above your head while your warm, ribbed walls grip his cock the further he pushes into you.  “so soft too, i can’t get enough of you. got me thinkin’ about you all the time.” 

he starts thrusting then, forceful but fluid like a rushing river of ecstasy. eijirou pins you to the bed below, giving you no room to wiggle away and the only option being to take everything that he gives to you. his balls clapping against the curve of your ass, his harsh moans in your ear and tip bullying your g-spot before you can even register the sensation blooming in your lower tummy. there’s no room to breathe or think while he fucks you. like he hates you, all while loving you.

“i love your pretty face. how it looks when you take me. the way your brows furrow and your soft lips part when you moan for me. can you take it? just a little more for me.” the surge of praise you receive from eijirou is like a storm that angrily hits the shore. you feel like you’re drowning, clawing at his back to drag yourself to shore while he pounds you to the high heavens. your body jolts up the bed at every one of eijrou’s thrusts — contrasting with the gentle, wet kisses he peppers across your face. 

each sweet word dipped in white sugar has you pliant and mailable under kirishima like freshly made candy. he praises you and your hips rise from the arousal soaked sheets to match his rhythm, sex spasming around him. “holy fucking shit. oh little one…so sweet and wet, hm? so pliant.” eijirou leans over you, shielding you from the world, and  liick at your neck, humming in satisfaction at your whistle tone moans. “you were just aching for me to get you like this, right little one? your knees pressed to your chest and my cock…nice and snug against your insides. you don’t wanna let me go, do you?” 

you promptly shake your head, your pretty bambi eyes fluttering shut while your body thrashes and shakes from the pleasure he feeds you — piece by piece.. “e-eiji…p-please, i need it. i c-can’t—!” 

the red head squishes your cheeks together, grunting impatiently and pressing on until his cock is pressing comfortably against your womb. “oh you poor baby, i need to give it to you just as bad as you want it… but,” the rough pads of his fingers sink into your supple cheeks as he turns your face to look at him. “i need you to look at me first. look me in the eye, sweetheart. show me how badly you want it. you’re so pretty when you do it like that, you know.” 

a wet whimper bubbles up on your lips, cherry bitten from where they’ve been caught between your teeth. they echo between your sweet slicked bodies and mingle with the saccharine syllables of kirishima’s words, as condescending as they might be. that with his domineering presence and constant stimulation of all your pleasure spots has you a ruined mess beneath him.

“i’m gonna make you cum. i have to make you cum, if it’s the last thing i do, little one.” eijirou promised lazily, circling his hips in a slow grind just he can drag out your pleasure for a little bit longer — torture you underneath him so he can keep on seeing your pretty face. he seals the promise with a sloppy kiss, sucking on your saliva soaked tongue until you’re begging him for air. “you want that too, right?”

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

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[wh0rezs]

“PIRANHA”

PAIRING: DAD!JAKE SULLY X DAUGHTER! READER, MOM!NEYTIRI SULLY X DAUGHTER! READER

SUMMARY: An ordinary day is interrupted by the wailing of children and someone screaming “she bit me, she bit me” and years in the future the Sullys relive the past.

WARNINGS: non, fluff, mentions of blood and biting, fighting

Neytiri and Jake relaxed in the newfound silence that filled the hut, Mo’at had graciously agreed to take her four grandchildren to the play grounds/ training of “young warriors” for the new parents.

Soon their peace was interrupted by the rustling of the flaps, and emerged was one Jake’s trainee, greeting the Olo’eyktan and tsakarem in the customary way .

“Olo’eyktan and tsakarem, you must come to play grounds. There has been a situation involving your eldest child, [name].” the young warrior huffed as the mated pair stood up at lightning speed.

As they ran towards the play ground, their minds swirling of the most terrible outcomes- [name] having an arrow sticking out of her arm or eye, or [name]’s tiny body broken in several places. But the sounds of Omaticaya child- boy and definitely not one of theirs-yelling words at someone reached their ears.

Quickly the scene came clear to them- a young boy, roughly a year older than you, was clutching his right arm while his parents comforted him and Mo’at was putting a salve on his arm. Neytiri and Jake’s eyes switched to other side where their own children and Tarsem (young boy who hung out with [name]) stood. On both of [name]’s hips rested Lo’ak and Kiri, who were both four. Neteyam, who was five, stood behind his sister.

The boy’s wails finally reached Jake’s ears again once he realized his own children were safe, and now it was clear he was screaming “she bit me, she bit me.”

“Mo’at, what happen here? Who bit the boy?” Jake demanded, pulling everyone’s attention. Mo’at glanced at Jake before her eyes flicked towards you, his eldest child at the age 6.

“Seems like your daughter bit the boy, and wouldn’t let go until she was dragged off of him” she told him and showed him the boy’s arm where sure enough there was your teeth marks tattooed into his skin. As Jake glanced at you, you smiled showing off red at the end of your canines.

“[name] tell me why you did this and then apologize to the poor boy.” Neytiri commanded you, and you quickly explained that the boy Taronyu was bullying Lo’ak and Kiri for their tawtute looks. Lo’ak happily clapped and laughed at the story, as if it was the funniest thing to hear when you said bit him.

Jake couldn’t help but feel proud of you for defending your siblings as you apologized to Taronyu. Afterwards, Neytiri took Kiri and Lo’ak from you, and the Sullies headed home for the day.

On the way, Jake ruffled your braided hair and whispered “I am proud of you, my little piranha.” You glanced up at him, clearly confused as what a piranha was.

[10 YEARS LATER]

The scuffle on the beach reached Tonowari and Jake’s ears, as ear piercing scream broke the silence. When the two dads reached the scene, they were surprised to see the Metkayinas trying to pull a deep blue body off an ocean blue body.

Jake quickly assessed the scene, finding three out of the four eldest also huddled around the two. His eyes darted to familiar body, whose tails and arms were being pulled at by Ao’nung, was when he pieced together the puzzle. Your incredible sharp teeth were sunken in to the Metkayina’s arm, and you weren’t going to let go as easily as 10 years ago.

“[name] let go.” he commanded and you quickly did with red staining your canines. The whole group started off to mauris, all the children getting hell from both respected adults.

“And [name], what the hell was that? Biting someone like a that?” Jake turned his attention to the smiling form of his daughter. You explained that Ao’nung and his goons had harassed Kiri, calling her a freak and once the fighting started you did what you knew best.

Jake hid his smile at your explanation, and later that night he explained to Neytiri that it felt deja vu. The sight of you smiling, teeth stained red, at the thought of protecting your young siblings. You were always gonna be his little piranha.

A/N: this sucks but i love comforting fanfics

#dad jake sully #dad!jake x daughter!reader #mom!neytiri x reader #avatar 2009 #avatar 2009 x reader #sully family x reader #atwotw x reader

[stomach-bugg09]

summary: [y/n] and lo’ak are gifted the role of scouting. but, they can’t make it one single day without putting themselves in harm’s way.

lo’ak x oldersister!reader

a/n: okay, so this was formerly titled "strong heart," but i actually ended up rewriting this entire thing because i decided… what the heck was that! the prompt is the same, but i highly recommend rereading because everything else is new (and hopefully improved).

warnings: violence, language, [y/n] being a protective badass older sister, implied killing

tags: @eywas-heir @pinkhotdogsfr​

his protector

“oh, come on, little brother!” [y/n] called, her voice quiet overtop the wind. “tell me you can fly faster than that.” the two siblings soared across the blue skies, their ikrans barely avoiding the tops of each tree. every second that they moved, the flaps of their wings left the trees leaning backwards.

lo’ak groaned from behind her. “i can, but we already took a flight this morning, so i’m sorry that he’s a little tired,” he complained, patting a hand on his ikran’s neck causing a purr to rumble down its body.

the pair sully siblings were on scouting duty, their father sending the two of them off as soon as it became apparent that the day was far too busy for him as the olo’eyktan. it didn’t help that neytiri was occupied with tuk and kiri for the day, and neteyam had to attend whatever leadership meetings with his father. so, naturally, [y/n] and lo’ak immediately volunteered for the job.

normally, the parents would have said no, given the piece of work that the duo was. but, they had no choice that day. plus, even if they did say no, the two would have broken the rules and gone anyway, and jake was tired of scolding the two of them.

“excuses, excuses, brother,” [y/n] teased, turning back with a tempting grin, and just to layer it on, [y/n]’s ikran flicked her tail, lightly slapping the snout of lo’ak’s ride.

“hey!” he yelled defiantly, although the older sister could hear the smile in his voice. she braced herself as she heard the flapping wings increase rapidly, wind blowing faster. soon enough, the boy shot out in front of her and her ikran, not missing the chance to flip her off as he passed.

[y/n] laughed, shaking her head. “you are a child, lo’ak.”

“you are the one who started the competition!” he argued exasperatedly.

“ay, perhaps that is true, but at least i’m not a sore loser!” with that, the girl commanded her ikran downwards, the two ducking underneath her brother before pulling up directly in front of them.

and so, the race was officially on. no, they were not very good at keeping an eye on their surroundings, as scouts were supposed to do, but they were very good at sibling bonding. one after the other, they took the lead, alternating for what seemed like miles.

the two could only hear each other's laughs, breathless and smiling. [y/n] was in such a good mood, she’d almost missed it. she’d almost flown right through it and not even batted an eye. luckily for both of them, her ikran was on high alert ever since they entered the area a few paces back.

the laughter faded from [y/n]’s throat when she felt her ikran clicking her tongue, the soft vibrations sending her eyes up and ears perked. that’s when she finally noticed, immediately slowing to a stop, the two just keeping themselves flying in place.

[y/n] could feel her younger brother hurtling towards her, so as a last second attempt to stop him from ramming into them from behind, she put her hand up with her palm facing backwards. she thanked eywa that lo’ak was paying enough attention to notice, the boy stopping right next to her.

“[y/n]?” he panted, confused. but, it didn’t take long for him to realize either.

below them sat a camp, seemingly empty. but, it was new. the area was littered with human-like belongings—machinery, tents, an old campfire.

“that wasn’t marked on the map, was it?” [y/n] knew the answer, but she wanted to check anyway. as if she had a little bit of hope left. beside her, lo’ak silently shook his head no. “well, shit.”

“at least we have something to report?”

[y/n] quickly pushed a grin off of her lips at his comment, trying to remain serious. “is anyone in the camp? because if not, then where are they?”

lo’ak shrugged helplessly. “maybe they’re sleeping in.”

“it’s evening, skxwang,” she said with a roll of her eyes.

“okay, then they’re going to bed early.”

if she could smack him on the head, she would. “without anyone keeping watch? lo’ak, why do you lack intelligence?”

the boy sputtered, taking major offense to her comment. “hey, at least i’m creative.”

“creative, or stupid?” she muttered under her breath. she inhaled and exhaled a slow, deep breath. [y/n] was currently measuring two different choices. was she, a) going to be a good daughter or b) going to be a good clan member.

lucky for her, she didn’t even have to make a choice. “lo’ak!” she cried as her brother aimed his ikran downwards, slowly decreasing his altitude to land right outside the camp while still being hidden under the cover of trees.

“come on, [y/n], you know you wanted to,” he teased, a knowing smile resting on his lips.

“yes, but i wanted to make the call since i am the leader of this duo. mom said!” she argued bitterly, annoyance threaded through her tone.

the boy hummed, amused. “now who sounds like the child.”

with a huff of annoyance, [y/n] followed her younger brother down, landing their ikrans in the trees. carefully and very quietly, the two dismounted. from where they perched, [y/n] saw a perfect view of the camp’s entrance.

“it’s dead,” she whispered, shaking her head in confusion. with a quick look around at where they were located, storing it in the back of her brain, the girl hopped down. she landed softly on her feet, weight distributed perfectly thanks to the teachings of her mother.

lo’ak was not as quick to understand. “[y/n]?” he hissed, bringing her attention back up to the tree. “what are you doing?”

[y/n] only grinned. “come on, it’s empty! let’s explore a little, get some actual dirt to bring back to dad.” the boy shuffled warrily. “wait a minute,” she teased. “you’re not scared, are you, little brother?”

“what?” he sputtered. “uh, no! i’m just thinking. you know, like a warrior does. i’m willing to bet you didn’t think twice before jumping down there.”

she stuck her tongue out. “what’s the fun in thinking? now, come on, brother! hurry up, we do not have all day.” with that, the girl turned back around towards the camp, taking quick and quiet steps.

she grinned as she heard the huffs of lo’ak his own soft footsteps following soon after her. “the best way to approach this,” she began as soon as he caught up with her, “is to go in together. have your knife ready just in case, but as far as it looks, it is completely abandoned.”

lo’ak nodded. “do you think they have guns we could steal?” he pondered, a smile glued to his features. “because i don’t think dad would be too angry if we returned with some materials.”

“i like how you think, little brother.” and so, they finally entered the camp.

“why would they leave all of their stuff here?” lo’ak wondered aloud, looking around at the ammo and resources left behind. there was far too much to bring all of it back, but they could at least load their ikrans with a few guns and bullets.

[y/n] was thinking the same thing, although she found it hard to believe that they would just drop everything and run. unless there’d been a threat, but this was a typically dormant side of the forest. the only animal that actually caused a hazard around this part were herds of hexapede, but it was clear that a stampede hadn’t been the threat to drive them away based on how put together everything still was.

[y/n] scratch her head as she looked around, ducking under tents to check what other indicators might be around. “the sleeping bags aren’t messy,” she commented. “they didn’t leave in a rush this morning. they at least had time to wake up.”

“they also ate breakfast,” lo’ak added, his fingers brushing against the cinderblock that surrounded the campfire. “and maybe lunch.”

she sucked her teeth, not understanding. “whatever drove them away was either too dangerous to grab their guns, or they just weren’t smart enough.”

lo’ak chuckled at that. “i wouldn’t be shocked if it were the latter.”

“or,” a clicking sound had [y/n]’s ears perked up, eyes alert and hand on her knife. “there was a lot more materials that we don’t know about.”

for a second, time froze. she could feel the change in the air, the smell of gunpowder just before the shot was fired. before the sound had even reached their ears, [y/n] launched herself off the ground, covering the body of her younger brother with her own.

the shot rung out, embedding a bullet into the tree that was previously directly behind lo’ak.

“holy shit,” lo’ak rasped, eyes wide as he stared at the spot on the tree. that could’ve been me.

not a second went by before [y/n] was back on her feet, two guns in her hands from what they ransacked.

lo’ak barely avoided another bullet, rolling to the side and behind the cover of a dead log. he gasped for air, the overwhelming stench of gunpowder clouding his senses. he couldn’t even see the familiar body of his sister.

but, from where he hid, he did watch the mutual interaction as they shot back and forth, one bullet after another. he felt pride swell in his chest as an avatar’s body dropped across from his sister’s side of the forest.

he shakily clutched his intercom necklace, words quiet as he told her, “one down, two more.” he was at the perfect position for spying, if not helpful for the battle field. “more left—your left. a branch above,” he directed, smiling as yet another fell.

“where’s the last one?” his sister questioned breathlessly in his ear. his eyes rose back up, searching the trees. where’d he gone?

it was just a second too late when he felt an extremely unnerving presence rising up behind him.

“[y/n]!” he yelled out loud, alerting his sister of exactly where he was located. the older girl stood up from her hiding place behind a tree, a gun in each hand. her eyes widened at her baby brother stuck in the grasp of an avatar.

from where he struggled, lo’ak watched the eyes of his sister. just tell me when to duck, he begged, his stare desperate and terrified. and then.. she signalled.

the boy dropped all of his weight at once, catching the avatar off-guard. he cursed in confusion at the boy’s problematic antics, the only thing keeping him from having to struggle with the na’vi boy anymore being the bullet that left [y/n]’s gun, embedding itself right between his eyebrows.

as the avatar’s body fell, silence followed. [y/n] collapsed to the ground, exhaustion creeping through her bones. lo’ak could barely move, trying to catch his breath from the major chokehold that avatar’d had on him.

eventually, someway, somehow, the two crawled back to each other. lo’ak felt himself melt in the warm embrace of his big sister, his protector.

“i’m sorry,” she sobbed, clutching his head against her chest. “i’m so sorry, baby brother. i did not mean to put you in harm’s way.”

he only chuckled, tears stinging the corners of his own eyes. “you did not endanger me, sister, you saved me.”

part ii

#avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #loak sully #sully family x reader #sully family x y/n #loak x reader #lo'ak x sister!reader #lo'ak x you #lo'ak x y/n #lo'ak x oldersister!reader #lo'ak x reader #loak x you #loak x y/n

[zaddyneteyamlovergirl]

I’ve never requested before, so i hope im doing this right

i love your writing and your writing of jake sullys daughter! If your taking request can i suggest jake sully x daughter!reader who is dating a boy and their relationship. (daughter!reader is a strong warrior while the boy is more of a healer or smth) . How would Jake handle this, his baby girl is growing up ::(

Baby Girl

A/N: Just took a small break because my boyfriend broke up with me lol. Wanted to say LOVED THIS IDEA KEEP EM COMING INBOX IS OPEN

Pairings: Sully! Daughter Reader x Tarsem, Sully! Daughter x Sully! Family platonic!

Warnings: Slight angst, Reader uses she/her pronouns, Loak being dumb, Jake being overprotective. Not proofread lol.

Summary: In which your family discover that you are in a relationship and someone, in particular, doesn't like it.

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“Draw it back and keep your shoulders up, pointed towards the sky.” Your mother whispers gently while observing your stance. You stood with exact precision, as she and your father had raised you to be. You don’t hesitate to send the arrow flying from your grip and towards the animal already moving quickly knowing the accuracy of your own shot. Neytiri admires for a second, a soft smile growing on her face as you send the creature back to Eywa with a prayer. You look back at her with a gentle roll of your eyes and sitting up gently wiping the blood from your hands onto your stomach. 

“Mama, I still need your help skinning it that’s so gross.” You screw your face up and she giggles before moving towards you a skip in her step. 

The people part as you land your ikran on High Camp and step off. You brush the braids from your face and part with your Mother who moves to set the meat aside. She watches you walk off with a gentle scoff appalled her eldest daughter didn’t even help her begin to put stuff away. “MAMA!” Tuk screeches crawling off from her Father’s arms and running full force into her Mother who grunts and picks her up to spin her around happily. 

“Well hello Sexy.” Jake wolf whistles before kissing his wife on the lips and smacking her ass making all of his sons groan from behind him. 

“Dad that’s literally disgusting.” Kiri remarks her nose scrunching and Lo’ak agrees with a gagging noise. 

“You know what, you all literally came from me and your mother, show some love for love.” He wiggles his shoulders and everyone groans besides Tuk who tilts her head. 

“Go and find your sister, she has not finished with her hunting.” Neytiri commands her kids holding up the meat in her hands and they all agree stealing Tuk who eagerly runs down the direction that her sister went towards.

Strutting confidently down and past the tents of the people who live near your head turns from side to side in confusion before a hand reaches out and grabs your wrist spinning you into the arms of your beloved and you giggle happily sighing glad to be within his gaze. 

“My love.” Tarsem breathes out reaching out to press his hand against your cheek and you nuzzle into it staring up into his eyes. He takes a step back to examine your entire body noticing the blood on your stomach and the open cut on your foot and he tuts. He grabs the small amount of Sky Walker medicine from his side and squirts it onto the foot making you hiss loudly. 

“I am fine Ma Tarsem, no need to freet. I am only in need for a kiss.” You purse your lips at him and he wastes no time in leaning up and kissing you softly, pressing you against the tent and gently grabbing your waist. Due to being occupied with the love of your life, you fail to notice the approach of your siblings. 

“Y/N! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Tuk screeches and points at you both making you instantly pull away and look at them seeing an extremely fast approaching Lo’ak and Neteyam, both of which have the same look of rage on their faces. 

Netetyam yanks you back while Lo’ak pulls his thumb and tucks it under his others forming a fist and punching Tarsem making them both yell out, Lo’ak being the loudest. 

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“What the fuck were you thinking!?” Neytiri screams at her sons pacing backwards and forwards in front of all of her kids, besides Tuk who is gently crying in your Fathers arms. His eyes never leave your face and you are unable to read his expression. Your mother sighs seeing the same thing as you do before leaning back. 

“Neteyam, Lo’ak apologize to Tarsem, and Lo’ak thank him for healing your knuckles.” 

“Even though he should’ve let them be in pain forever.” You mumble under your breath and your Mothers head snaps to yours rage very evident in her eyes. 

“Y/N te Suli Neytiri‘ite, I suggest you shut that mouth right now young lady. Now scram.” She hisses at your brothers who tuck their tails between their legs and run out grabbing Tuk to join Kiri who is eavesdropping outside. 

“Have you mated with this boy?” Your father spits out and looks at you both instantly making you blush. 

“NO DAD!” You yelp out staring at him wide eyed and Tarsem coughs making Jake look at him hostile. 

“Something to say boy?” 

“FATHER!” 

“Yes Sir, if I may.” Tarsem clears his throat before grabbing your hand ignoring the glare you are giving the side of his face. Neytiri pauses for a second her rage bubbling down while she notices something. The way you still wear the love for him in your eyes even while you’re angry. Your body relying heavily on his while trying to keep your distance. She is hit with a sense of deja vu. 

“I love your daughter like no other. I know that I come from a family that isn’t particularly high considering this clan but I truly believe I can make her happy and treat her just as she needs to be. She is my mate, chosen from Eywa herself and whether or not you accept that, I will be by her side until the day she sends me away.” Tarsem finishes and you stare at him in bewilderment and love. Your Father notices and storms out heading quickly in another direction. 

“I will be back.” You stand and follow after him quickly seeing him head off more deeper into the woods. He sees a stream and heads over flopping down with a huff. You quickly follow sitting next to him with a soft sigh. 

“What do you want me to say baby girl?” He says after a few moments in silence, continuing to stare at the fish in the stream. You sigh and rest your head on his tense shoulder. 

“I don’t want you mad at me for picking a boy who is lower in the clan.” You say quietly pulling your knees to your chest and laying your head on your knees with your ears pressed to your head. Jake’s head snaps towards you and he sighs pulling you into his arms and sitting you in a rocking position tucking your head into his chest. 

“Baby girl, I will never disrespect who you love. A man, a woman anyone. Just hopefully not a Sky Walker.” You snort at that and shake your head. 

“Then why are you so mad?” You ask and he sighs kissing your head. 

“My baby girl is growing up and getting out into the world. I always knew once your grandmother stepped down as Tsahik, you would become the new one and you would eventually find a mate worthy of becoming Olo’eyektan with you, but now that’s happening a lot sooner and it just makes me sad, because you aren’t the little girl that would never leave me the fuck alone.” He has you crying and you hug him tightly. 

“Daddy please don’t think that. I’m still 18! I have a few more years to worry about that.” You sniffle and he nods before sighing and pulling you up. 

“I love you baby girl.” He grips you tightly in his arms and you smile.

“I love you too Dad.” 

“Now let’s go meet this boy that’s so in love with you.” He teases you making you punch him and he winces walking back rubbing his arm and poking you the whole time back

#avatar the way of water #avatar twow #avatar #jake sully x daughter!reader #sully family #neytiri #neteyam sully #loak sully #y/n #sully fluff #sully!reader #tarsem #tuktirey #lol #this is shitty

[cyren-myadd]

Rant about Eywa theories

Eywa is one of the most interesting concepts in the Avatar universe, imo. The concept of an interplanetary consciousness that every native organism can "interface" with is so cool. One thing that really fascinates me about Eywa is how she goes about "protecting only the balance of life" as Neytiri explained to Jake. As of Avatar 1, Eywa did not react to the human threat mining and destroying the forest for several years, nor the genocide/abduction of the Sarentu clan, even though Eywa would've been aware of what was happening when the Na'vi shared their memories with her soul trees. She only reacted to the threat AFTER she was exposed to human memories of the destruction of earth when Jake interfaced with her via his avatar body, and then again when she interfaced with Grace’s human body. The reaction was similar to an immune response within a body attacking a foreign virus, with native fauna mobilizing to attack anything that registered as alien. One interesting thing of note about the immune response is that the animals were not physically connected to Eywa when they attacked, which means Eywa can somehow send commands to organisms “wirelessly.” This phenomena could also explain how the atokirina conveniently show up to stop Neytiri from killing Jake. Anyway, the immune response won the final battle of A1, in A2 we saw the immune response can't protect Pandora in its entirety. The recoms could get past the immune response undetected, and Bridgehead and the whaling ships didn't face an immune response at all.

Another interesting thing about Eywa we learned from the original script for Avatar 2, is that she is confirmed to have caused Grace’s pregnancy. Norm describes Kiri’s birth as “parthenogenesis,” which is a biological process in which an egg produces viable offspring without sperm from a male. (idk if the script needs a spoiler warning, so I'm putting one just to be safe) Based on the fact that Jake describes the pregnancy as “a mystery,” we can assume parthenogenetic birth isn’t something normal to the Na’vi’s alien reproductive cycle. On earth, parthenogenesis is only found in invertebrates and some plants. Assuming that Na’vi reproduction is somewhat similar to earth animal reproduction (which I think we can safely do since the Sully children clearly have inherited different traits from their parents, implying that they get half of their DNA from each parent just like on earth, but they are aliens so I could be completely wrong here), Grace would’ve had gametes inside of her avatar’s reproductive system, which are cells that only contain half of the genetic material to produce a viable offspring. A complex, multicellular organism like a Na’vi couldn’t exist without a full set of genes, so in order to produce a zygote (a new cell with a full set of genes that can grow into an embryo), the other half of the genetic material must’ve come from somewhere else, and the only place it could’ve come from is Eywa herself. This means that Eywa, to some capacity, can create or at least copy and reproduce genetic material. Since Kiri is so similar to Grace, it’s possible the other half of her genes are just a complete copy of Grace.

From all this we can conclude some things about Eywa.

We know she is not:

All powerful

All knowing

A “god” in the traditional sense

We know she is capable of:

Storing memories, including memories of the deceased from the last time they connected with her

Making decisions to react to threats based on those memories

Interfacing with an alien’s nervous system

Commanding fauna

Sending signals to organisms without physical contact

Creating/changing genetic material

What is still unclear is how Eywa’s consciousness works. Is she:

A sentient individual?

A hive mind of the deceased Na’vi?

An amalgamation of consciousness built from memories?

Something akin to a biological artificial intelligence?

Now that we’ve established the things that are confirmed about Eywa, I want to get into some speculation about what else she might be capable of. Note that from this point on I’m being purely SPECULATIVE and I’m not saying any of this is for sure possible in canon, I’m just coming up with hypotheses based on info we already have. After the end of Avatar 2, it looks like Jake and the Na’vi are planning to make their stand against the RDA, but if they want any hope of winning against the RDA’s superior technology, they’re going to need a combination of a Na’vi war force and divine intervention, just like in Avatar 1. The question is, how will Eywa help them? The one form of defense we’ve seen from her is the immune response, but that can only go so far. It can be fooled by avatars and recoms, and it is not strong enough to attack a heavily fortified base like Bridgehead. Eywa is going to have to step up her game, and I’ve created three theories on how she might do that.

📢potential spoiler warning for the last theory!📢

Theory 1: The 880 Virus

Project 880 is a screenplay James Cameron wrote in 1995 that eventually morphed into the Avatar we know and love today. One element in 880 that never made it to Avatar was the counter-viruses. For every earth virus the RDA brought with them to Pandora, Eywa created a counter-virus that would stop it, protecting both native organisms and the humans from getting sick from the viruses ever again. The RDA was even planning to create vaccines using the counter-viruses and sell them back on earth. At the end of Project 880 when the RDA is forced to retreat, Jake tells them that if they ever come back, Eywa will unleash a deadly virus that will wipe out any human that dares set foot on Pandora again. Even though Project 880 is not canon, I could see James Cameron revisiting his old idea to help the protagonists shake off the RDA forever. The problem is they’d need to find a way to protect the friendly humans like Spider and Norm.

Theory 2: Avatar Kiri

Between the parthenogenetic birth and Kiri’s ability to control vines (seen in The High Ground comic) and anemones (seen in Avatar 2), the movies are clearly setting up for there to be something special about her. In both the comic scene where she controlled plants and the movie scene where she controlled the anemones, the characters around her expressed confusion that she could do so, from which we can assume those are not normal abilities of a Na’vi. Since Kiri is also established to have a deep connection to Eywa, it is possible she is meant to act as an “avatar.” In the original context of the word, an avatar is a manifestation of a deity in mortal form, so Kiri would act as an avatar for Eywa. Since Kiri is a person and not a… whatever Eywa is, she can make her own decisions and react quickly to problems without having to absorb memories first. There’s no more information to speculate about what other abilities Kiri may develop in the future, so unfortunately, there’s not much else to discuss here that we can base on any evidence.

Theory 3: If you can’t beat em, join em

📢Here’s where we’re getting into potential spoiler territory.📢 In the BTS footage for Avatar 2, there were some scripts accidentally shown which described some very interesting scenes: Spider, breathing without a mask, and Kiri confessing to Mo’at that she caused it to happen. There was also some concept art shown in Las Vegas that depicted Spider with a neural queue plugged into the underwater spirit tree with Kiri. Full disclaimer, it’s entirely possible these are scrapped ideas and will not be seen in the Avatar franchise, but for the sake of this hypothesis, let’s assume they’re legit. I’ve seen a lot of people asking the question of HOW would this happen, but I haven’t seen anybody asking an equally important question: WHY? I’m very interested in the HOW and maybe I’ll make a discussion post on it later, but for my hypothesis let’s just talk about the WHY. Even though Kiri claimed responsibility for it, I don’t think this is something she could do without the help of Eywa, since Na’vi aren’t established to have the ability to radically alter other organisms. So why would Eywa want to give a human kid the ability to breathe the Pandoran air? Sure, he’s Kiri’s friend, but Eywa has never intervened to save an individual’s life just because people cared about them before (otherwise we’d still have Neteyam RIP). As Neytiri said, “The Great Mother protects the balance of life.” Eywa did not intervene to stop the destructive mining or protect the Sarentu, she only intervened AFTER Grace’s memories showed her that the RDA could potentially cause planet-wide destruction like on earth. So if she gave Spider this life-saving ability, there must be a bigger reason for it other than just Kiri wanting him to survive. My hypothesis is that Eywa has realized what a massive threat the humans pose to Pandora, and that her immune system response is insufficient to protect her biosphere. Her solution is to behave like a virus and weaponize the humans against themselves. When a virus infects a healthy organism, it “hacks” into healthy cells and reprograms them to attack uninfected cells and produce more viruses. Eywa will “hack” Spider’s biology the same way she “hacked” into Grace’s nervous system to interface with her, and will “reprogram” him to breathe the air and have a neural queue. Spider is already loyal to the Na’vi, so she doesn’t need to do anything further to him, but what if she repeated the process with other humans? Any human who gained a neural queue would be able to experience tsaheylu and the connection between all living things. Humans who are already loyal to Eywa would be able to fight back better with their new abilities, and it would give Eywa more access to more memories to gain a better understanding of the enemy. Humans who are loyal to the RDA would be more inclined to switch sides after experiencing Eywa’s consciousness, much like Jake did. I’m aware this final theory is a bit more out there than the others, but it spawned from me trying to answer the question of WHY would Spider get the ability to breathe the air and I felt like there had to be a bigger reason than just Kiri wanting to save him. Unlike Kiri, there’s not some special significance about Spider (other than his connection to Quaritch, but I don’t think Eywa would care about that) that would make him vital to the fight against the RDA, so I thought, what if he’s not special, he just happened to be the first piece of a much larger plan? And the result is this theory.

What do you think of my theories and do you guys have any of your own to share?

TLDR: Eywa is really cool, and in the future I think she could possibly defeat the RDA by unleashing a deadly virus, giving Kiri special powers, or "converting" Spider and other humans.

#avatar #atwow #avatar the way of water #eywa #project 880 #atwow kiri #avatar kiri #kiri sully #spider socorro #avatar spider

[loaksky]

— 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴

the deets  — you are a warrior of very few words, yet oftentimes your gaze betrays you. this widens the rift between you and the eldest sully, but will seeking refuge with the metkayina soothe the burn? especially when the alleviation comes in the form of a certain ocean boy? 

the who — ao’nung x fem tipani!reader, a lil neteyam x fem!tipani reader

the word count — 7.1k (i thought this was gonna be longer, regardless i have zero self control)

the tags — slight e2l (you and ao’nung get off on the wrong foot), unofficial love triangle (reader has two people hooked lmao), angst (wouldn’t be me without a little heartache), fluff. 

the warnings — language, ao’nung’s a cheeky lil shit, neteyam’s in denial and makes things difficult. ao'nung gives reader a lil kith.

the notes — this is my first request! it took me a moment to finish this because i wanted to really research the tipani to characterize reader the best i could. similarly, i feel like we don’t see much of ao’nung past the point of him being a little shit in the movie, so i had to take some creative liberties regarding his character. thank you so much to the anon who requested! this is so long, holy shit, but i hope i did it justice! :) 

(also not proofread well, my bad lmaooo).

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YOU WERE BORN TO FIGHT. That was what your mother and father had told you day in and day out, from the rise of the sun, to the last eclipse. It was what they had told you when you began your training, when you had started to deepen your studies, and finally, when they clung to their final breaths in the smog of the burning jungle. 

Your village was scarce, a dying lot, as families broke off and settled farther into the jungle, high above the forest floors and into the canopies of the looming trees. 

Jake had heard about you, heard about your dwindling family, your mighty spirit. You were barely older than his eldest, just shy of ten when he’d taken you in, told the clan to revere you as their own. You were tough to crack, stoic, quiet, as you grew into a force to be reckoned with.

The only thing that chipped your facade came in the form of Jake Sully’s oldest son. 

Neteyam, you’d come to realize, was always the diligent one; courageous, firm, and commanded any space he occupied. But he was curious about you. Curious about the lone wolf who wouldn’t even bat an eye in his direction. He poked and prodded, tried as he might, to crack a smile out of you in the first year or two, but found that you gave little reaction. The slightest tilt of the corner of your lips, the most infinitesimal furrow between your brow bones. It was triumph enough, but then things started to shift. 

Though you’d softened around the Sully’s, especially Kiri who, despite being two years your junior, had doted on you like an older sister, Jake had seen potential in you and Neteyam as the fiercest duo. 

It was only normal to consistently pair you two during your training, forcing the hands of time to twine you closer together as your iknimaya drew nearer. You’d both succeeded with flying colors and it was the first time Neteyam had touched you, crushing you in a hug so tight, you felt the breath and the sense leave your body. 

You begrudgingly admit that from that moment on, you were wrapped around his finger. 

Your heart would swell dangerously behind your ribcage every time his hand would come up to pat your head affectionately, stomach twisting in on itself when he’d flash you a pearly smile after each successful hunt. Neteyam made you feel, and it thrilled and horrified you all the same.

But despite basking in the warmth of his company, of being intertwined so intricately, you still feel grossly misplaced.

The thought of letting him in on the fact that he’s swayed your heart leaves a horrid taste in your mouth. 

“It’s not like you to back down,” Kiri tells you as she helps you roll beaded tops and woven loincloths into the small satchel you’d designated for the flight to Awa’atlu. 

The humans were closing in and Jake was growing desperate. 

You stop, tongue in cheek as you settle back on your haunches. 

“Some things are better left unsaid,” you reply, hands clasping in your lap as you level Kiri with a soft gaze through your thick lashes. 

“Perhaps,” Kiri hums. “But will it settle well with you in the future when you think about your inaction?” 

You stiffen a fraction, knowing that Kiri’s insinuation is a heavy one. 

Will you be able to live without him knowing? Will it settle well when Neteyam courts another?

You doubt it will, but pride can be an ugly thing. You’d been taught by your parents, by your surroundings that reading into things farther than you must will only leave you scathed. You’re afraid to piece every lingering touch, every furtive glance, every sweet smile into something that paints an unwanted picture. 

“The worst he could say is no,” Kiri presses. “You are his equal, his dearest friend. You could never ruin that.” 

Kiri squashes every doubt you have with her encouraging words, so you take the plunge.

Neteyam is almost finished preparing for the journey when you poke your head into his tent, cheeks warm and blood pulsing erratically in your veins. 

“One last walk through the forest?” you offer.

Neteyam grins from ear to ear, excusing himself before ducking out of the tent to meet you outside. 

“Lead the way,” he gestures, voice deep like the velvet of the night sky. 

You’re clammy as you walk a few paces in front of him, tongue tied and wracked with nerves as the forest comes alive so brightly around you. The bugs chirp and croak as you cross over fallen logs and climb through the dense flora. 

You’re so deep in your head that you barely register Neteyam calling your name. It’s only when his hand clasps around your wrist that you jerk to a stop, neck craning to take in the concern that mars his freckled face. 

“Everything okay?” he asks, head tilting to get a better look at you. 

“I need to tell you something,” you blurt, swallowing down the courage threatening to escape your body. 

“Of course,” he says, hand lacing with yours. “You can tell me anything.”

A breath catches in your throat before you finally spill.

“I don’t know what our future holds, but…” you trail off, distracted with how intensely he gazes down at you. 

“But?” 

“But I know that I want you in it,” you say, blinking when you realize that’s not at all how you wanted that to come out. 

Neteyam’s head tilts again, this time confusion crosses his features. 

You try again. 

“What I mean to say is, I— well… I like you,” you admit, looking up to meet his golden gaze. 

His face softens and your heart picks up speed. 

“Oh, ________,” he whispers. 

“Maybe I’ve always felt like this, I don’t know,” you continue, steeling your resolve. “But being around you, being with you, makes me feel light. Like I don’t have to bear the weight of the burden all on my own.” 

You realize that this is beginning to go south when his mouth purses and instead of seeing you, he begins to look like he pities you. 

“I’m sorry,” is all he says as he pulls his hand from your own. “We’re friends, ________.” 

You look up at him and it feels like the forest has stilled enough for someone to strike it and shatter the peace. 

“That’s all,” he reiterates. “I’m— I’m flattered, don’t misunderstand. You’re great, lovely, but…I don’t see you in that way.” 

You recoil like you’ve been burned and Neteyam looks guilty. 

“But…” 

“C’mon,” he says, almost pleadingly. “We grew up together. You’re apart of my family. You’re like a si—“ 

“Don’t,” you whisper. “Don’t say it please.” 

Neteyam sighs, deflating. 

“I love you, you know that,” he urges. “But not in that way.” 

Your lips press together tightly, shame filling every available space within you as you feel like the most minuscule speck underneath his burning eyes. 

It’s like you’re both rooted to the earth, unable to part from the other, but you eventually fold first, backing away from his towering stance. 

“________,” he sighs, like you’re just another task he has to deal with. 

“Sorry,” you murmur. “I’m sorry.” 

And you steal off into the glowing forest. 

The waters of Awa’atlu glitter as you close in on the reefs. You lag behind the Sully’s, thoroughly taken by the prior night’s rejection. 

You almost miss the tilt of the voyage, falling even further behind. 

Neteyam peers over his shoulder, immediately noting your lack of focus as you fly with a wide berth between you and his family. 

He falls back. 

“You okay?” he asks over the flapping of wings. 

He notices the puffs underneath your eyes when your gaze flits to him, but like a wall erecting itself, your face goes blank. You lean forward on your ikran and press her to move forward. 

Neteyam is left at the rear now, watching you fall in tandem with Kiri who seems to light up at your first display of emotion. 

The sun gleams againstglinting blue tides as silence blankets the newcomers, the only thing piercing the stillness is the squawk of the birds and the ripple of the waves. 

You stand behind Kiri, staggered in a shallow of sand among the Sully's. You're the smallest of them all, hidden from view as the Metkayina begin murmuring. 

“What a freak.” 

Something tugs hard on your tail, and like muscle memory, your fist is flying. Your knuckles are caught before they strike and you look up into the foamy eyes of a towering boy whose skin is a gentle blue. 

You pull your tail back, ears flat as you level him with a nasty glare. 

The smirk playing at his lips disintegrates as Jake’s voice announces that his family are seeking refuge among the reefs. 

You turn your attention back to the front as the woman, fierce despite being with child, takes Lo’ak’s hand and thrusts it towards the sky, announcing that his extra finger denotes demon blood. 

The villagers gasp and you take a step forward, fists balled so tight you feel like they could burst through the skin. Lo’ak’s head is bowed, refusing to meet the intensity of the clan’s prying eyes, and you feel helpless.

Kiri squeezes your shoulder as Jake attempts to quell the crowd by hold up his own hands. 

The murmuring intensifies as the Olo’eyktan and Tsahik stand at a distance, staring at each other in a silent exchange. 

“Show them our ways,” the Olo’eyktan says after a final verdict. “So that they may not suffer the shame of being useless.” 

Your body is rigid, tense as another ripple of speculation flutters through the crowd. 

“My children will spearhead this by showing them the way of the water,” he says. 

A deep voice makes a noise of protest behind you and your fist tightens around the strap of the satchel slung across your body, temper beginning to tick like a bomb ready to detonate. 

The daughter of the leaders, Tsireya, is the one to show you to the marui that you’ll all occupy. It’s an empty one, uninhabited and clear of any belongings. 

Tuk runs in, tossing her things to the wayside as she begins her inspection. 

“Get settled in well, we will begin our first lesson before eclipse,” Tsireya smiles, then turns to you, trailing behind the Sully’s like their shadow per usual. 

“I’m sorry about Ao’nung,” she says quietly, and you look up at the girl whose dimples dent her rounded cheeks. 

“An apology means nothing if doesn’t come from the aggressor,” you say flatly, hiking up the roll of fabric tucked underneath your arm. 

Tsireya’s ears flatten, her smile faltering as she nods her head. 

“I suppose you’re correct,” she agrees. “The villagers are very steadfast in their ways. When change arrives, they are hesitant, but they’ll come around, promise.” 

She takes your hand and gives your fingers a squeeze. 

“Tell your friends not to be late,” she coos, pulling away from you to bound down the path you’d all come from moments before. 

When you turn, Neteyam stands before you, skin dewy under the unrelenting heat of the pounding sun. 

“Can I get this for you?” he asks, reaching for the items tucked under your arms. 

You ease away, almost as skittish as the first nights you’d joined the Sully’s all those years ago. You feel shamefully like you’re back to square one as you shake your head wordlessly and Neteyam looks down at you with an indiscernible look on his face. 

“________,” he murmurs, and you name sounds like a broken plea on his lips. 

You push past him, taking a quick survey of your surroundings as you claim the level up, hammock tightened around two support posts under a woven canopy. 

Your things are thrown haphazardly underneath the hammock and with your satchel, you’re steering quickly out of the marui. 

“Hey, kid, where you running off to?” Jake calls out. 

“Out,” is all you reply, steps quick down the unfamiliar webbing of the maruis’ woven walkways. 

You’re on edge all over again, like you have to restart all of your valiant efforts to feel any semblance of comfort among another new clan. When you’d joined the Omatikaya, you were able to grasp onto the slivers of belonging through blending into the background, but now, as you pass villagers with skin as glittering and blue as the ocean, tails strong, and figures built, you feel so grossly misplaced. 

You search for less, eyes falling near a swathe of shady trees and a shallow pool in the distance. 

Your pursuit is futile as three looming figures emerge and begin surrounding you, basking you in their shadows. 

“Are you a five-fingered freak like them?” One of them tries to swoop to grab your hand, but you recoil like their touch is acidic. 

“Leave me alone,” you grumble, attempting to push past them. 

Someone tugs sharply on your tail and you jerk back, hands and knees burrowing into the sharp grains of sand. A hand comes up to grab you by the top of your head, forcing your face skywards. 

His curly hair is braided out of his face, the purse of his lips menacing. 

“I asked you a question, weirdo.” 

You hiss and his face contorts. 

“I should—“ 

“Wune,” the voice is a warning. 

A grunt of annoyance. 

Wune lets go of your hair and pulls away from you. You all look in the direction of the voice, and your blood seems to curdle when you see the one who’d yanked your tail earlier in the day. 

Ao’nung.

His chin jerks in the other direction and the three pass each other a knowing glance before retreating, leaving you to fall into a seated position against the sand. 

You surprise yourself when tears begin to well in your eyes involuntarily. 

“You okay?” Ao’nung asks hesitantly, crouching in front of you. 

“Piss off,” you whisper, climbing to your feet as you quickly brush the tears from your waterline. 

“Wait—“ 

“I said piss off,” you hiss, stalking away. 

Awa’atlu is beautiful right before eclipse, sky bathed in orange and purples. 

You’ve rejoined the Sully’s after your encounter with the three Metkayina boys and Ao’nung. Now you’re seated with the four siblings, Tsireya, and another friendly face that you’ve been introduced to as Rotxo. 

“The way of water has no beginning and no end,” Tsireya says. “Our hearts beat in the womb of the world.” 

Your heart beats fast now, like you’ve just run from one end of the forest to another. It beats erratically under Neteyam’s unrelenting gaze. He looks like he’s dissecting you, trying to pry into your mind and you hate that things have come to this. 

You hate that one evening has shattered the careful friendship that you and Neteyam have built over the course of many tumultuous years. You want to find comfort in his presence, know with your soul that he’d tuck your hair behind your ear and tell you that things would be alright. But now you feel like you two are distant strangers. 

“The sea is your home, before your birth and after your death.” 

You want to argue that you know no home, that the wind seems to carry you where it may, but you bite your tongue and you zone out of her lecture.

You only tune back in when the hairs on the back of your neck stand at the arrival of a new body. 

“Mother and father say that it’s time to prepare for the evening meal.” 

After hearing the voice twice in the day, you recognize the timbre. 

Ao’nung stands tall, chest broad and eyes bright. 

They settle on you in an instant, and you feel indescribably smaller as Tsireya announces that she will continue during the morning’s eclipse. 

Everyone begins to stand, brushing the residual sand from their skin as they begin to file away. 

You’re startled to a stop when your name comes from Neteyam’s lips and a gentle hand latches onto your forearm. 

You look down to see strong fingers lighter than your own holding onto you. Then your gaze flits to Neteyam who stands a few feet away, words dying on his tongue. 

Ao’nung tugs lightly and you look up to meet softened eyes. 

“Can I borrow you for a moment?” he asks. He notices the apprehensive look on your face as you peel away from him, then adds, “I’ll be quick.” 

Neteyam opens his mouth to protest on your behalf, but you flash him a pensive look and he stops in his tracks, watching as you turn your slender back towards him and follow the lumbering Metkayina.

When the two of you are alone, you dig your toe into the sand, hands clasped behind your back as you wait for Ao’nung to break the silence and get on with it. 

“I want to apologize,” he finally says, when you’re out of earshot of the village and the curious Sully’s who’d noted the entire exchange. 

You look up at him, brow bone raised. 

“For?” 

“For being mean,” he says, “I was inappropriate.” 

“Is this your sister talking?” you ask crudely, but he doesn’t flinch at the venom in your tone.

Instead, he smiles down at you. 

“No,” he assures you. “One hundred percent me, promise.” 

You look down at your feet, still fidgeting with the sand. 

“I guess…” you trail off. 

“You guess?” he prods.

“I guess we’re okay,” you say hesitantly. 

Ao’nung hums. 

“Good,” he concedes. “Great. I’m glad.” 

You flash him a bored look through thick lashes and his lips twitch as he stares down at you with piercing eyes. 

“I can be dumb,” he says, grin widening. “My family says I don’t know how to act around nice things.” 

Your cheeks warm as you avoid his eyes, breaking away to catch up with Kiri and Tuk.

After dinner, in the quiet of the Sully’s marui, you lie in the hammock you claimed earlier in the day, hands folded underneath your head as you gaze at the stars. 

“My dad came from a star,” Lo’ak had said to you one night, eliciting the smallest of smiles. 

As you comb through each one, you burn to be up there. A digging desire to only know about shining bright and being wished so hard upon. 

There are nights like these where everything feels heavy, where your shoulders sag underneath the pressure of being a great warrior. You wonder what life could be like had the RDA spared your village, had you not gone off into the forest to hunt, had you—

He’s a barely perceptible shadow under the glow of the moon and ocean, slinking down the woven path between pods. 

Like a whisper of wind, you climb out of your hammock and over sleeping bodies. 

As you slip out of the marui, you don’t notice the pair of sleepy eyes on your retreating figure. 

Before he even knows what’s going on, you’re scurrying over the thick branches, following his path until he hits the intersection right before the Sully’s quarters. 

You jump down and intersect Ao’nung, hand coming over his mouth before he can shout in shock. His eyes are wide as you stand on your tip toes, other hand coming to your lips to gesture for him to be quiet. 

“What are you doing?” you hiss quietly. 

His fingers come to your wrist, nudging your palm from his mouth to reveal a beaming smile. 

“I was coming for you,” he admits. 

“Why?” you press, shaking his hold away when you realize that he’d still been grasping your wrist.

“Have you ridden an ilu before?” he asks. 

You shift uncomfortably. 

“No,” you answer shortly. 

“You wanna?” he offers. 

“No.” 

He frowns. 

“Swimming?”

“Pass.” 

“I have fruits,” he singsongs. 

“Ao’nung,” you warn.

“Is it so wrong to want to spend time with you?” he asks, hands up in defense. 

“Why would you want to?” you ask accusingly. “Your village sees us as demons and I’m included in that whether it applies to me or not. I’ll stay out of your way, just leave me alone.” 

“I don’t think you’re a demon,” Ao’nung says gently. “If anything, I- I think you’re great.” 

“You don’t know me,” you spit. 

“I know enough,” Ao’nung says with finality. “I know that you are strong and your spirit is kind. Ewya has let me feel as such.” 

Your expression is lethal, but Ao’nung doesn’t back down. 

“One night,” he says quietly. “Spend one night with me.” 

The following silence stretches eternally before something magnetic pulls you towards Ao’nung’s honeyed gaze. You chance a glance over your shoulder, met with stillness and the minute laps of the ocean on the shore. 

When you meet his eyes again, you nod once, hesitantly, and he’s taking your hand to tug you into the glowy night. 

Ao’nung returns you before the sun rises, a few early risers giving you two curious glances as he walks you to where you’d ambushed him the night before.

You wave to him hesitantly, sighing in relief when you you creep back into the marui and find everyone fast asleep, splayed over one another like a big heap. 

You climb over limbs and snoring bodies, finally settling in your hammock to watch the beginnings of the eclipsing sun brighten the village. 

You don’t notice the same bleary eyes watching you from where he’s laid on the floor, Lo’ak’s head weighing on his stomach and Tuk smushed onto his armpit. 

They’re the same eyes that watch you all morning, as his family gets up one by one, stretching their lithe limbs and tidying up before being called for the day’s first meal. 

Neteyam is watchful, stealing glances as you file behind his family from the pod to the clan circle, now buzzing with hungry villagers as the sun shines high in the sky. 

But he doesn’t say a word, silent as you choose the seat farthest from him. Quiet as you blink your eyes sleepily, barely registering Tuk’s excited blabbering about all of the new things she can make with the shells and supplies here. 

“Give it a rest,” Lo’ak grumbles from beside him. 

He snaps out of his reverie, eyes narrowing in on his brother. 

“What?” 

“You’ve been watching ________ all morning,” Lo’ak chides. “She’s locked up tight, bro. No way you’re getting her.” 

Neteyam’s blood curdles at the thought, wanting to tell his brother to shove it. But you’d shut him out the past few days, the sting of his rejection obviously driving a wedge between the two of you. 

“Shut up,” he grumbles. 

He hates that you’d gone from being inseparable to being strangers overnight. But what he hates even more is the way Ao’nung drops onto the log next to you and you don’t even flinch, just pass him a bored gaze that makes him beam. 

He watches you closely, eyes glued to your every move. 

Something ugly roils inside of him as Ao’nung offers you a braided bag and you hesitantly take a piece of dried meat from him, face morphing as you give him a nod of approval. 

Ao’nung looks proud of of himself as he balances the bag next to him on the log and leans towards you almost imperceptibly. Neteyam expects you to put distance between the two of you, but you barely bat an eye, watching intently as Ao’nung talks animatedly. 

Lo’ak scoffs beside him and Neteyam stomach turns.

Hours bleed into days, days bleed into weeks, and for once, you feel like things could be alright. The breathing gets easier, the learning comes faster, and something feels peaceful being near the ocean. 

The only thing that hadn’t been amended was the gaping hole that separated you from Neteyam, but in the company of a certain Olo’eyktan’s only son, you don’t feel the burn as much. 

You watch him now, as he treads water with Rotxo and the two Sully boys, walking them through the procedure of hunting under water and how to maximize their kills. 

“…and the reefs underwater…” 

He’s one and the same with the tides, mighty and commanding as his veined hands gesture confidently. One moment, he’s focused on his instruction intently, the next he’s glancing at you. 

You feel hot in the warm waters as your cheeks flame under a genuine smile. Neteyam follows his line of sight, body tensing in the water when he sees the shy look on your face. 

He’s not the only one who notices as Kiri feigns a gag and Tsireya pauses her spiel to giggle at the obvious exchange. 

“Oh, ________,” she whispers giddily. 

Your eyes swing to the group of girls surrounding you as Tuk lets out a gleeful laugh and pinches you under the water. 

“Ouch!” 

“________ has a crush,” Tuk singsongs obnoxiously. 

You knuckle her forehead and give her a warning glare than only sends her into a frenzy, laughing and splashing as she seeks protection from Kiri. 

“Stop that!” you whisper fiercely. 

“Don’t tell me you’ve gone soft,” Kiri moans. 

“No!” you say, a little too quickly. “No.”

No one in your circle looks convinced as Tsireya closes her lesson and leads the three of you to wade out of the waters. 

“It’s okay, you know?” Kiri says once you’ve reached your belongings and sling your trusty satchel over your front. 

You give her an inquisitive look and she throws her head back and laughs. 

“I know you sneak out to meet with Ao’nung at night,” she admits quietly. “I love my stupid brother, but it’s okay to move on.” 

You blanche, embarrassed at having been caught. 

After the first night, when he’d taken you for a swim with his ilu and you’d gasped in both fear and delight as the creature cut through the waters to sail through the air, he had started to frequently come back for you in the wee hours after eclipse. It had turned from you clocking him as he approached the Sully’s pod, to you standing off the side of the path he usually crossed, waiting for him. 

The first night you’d done that, his smile was so sweet, you felt something fluttering in your tummy. 

Among one of those late night excursions, while you both were splayed on the beach after a particularly adventurous swim, Ao’nung had told you he wouldn’t mind showing you all the beautiful things Awa’atlu had to offer, you just had to say the words. And you had reluctantly agreed, heart locked away tight. 

You hate to admit that he’s done well chiseling away every effort you’d made to remain snug behind your walls. He had coaxed you out with soft words, sweet fruits, meaningful talks. And you absolutely melted like putty in his hands. 

“We are head and heart,” Kiri says gently. “Sometimes it’s okay to listen to your heart.” 

You swallow under Kiri’s sympathetic gaze. 

“You’ve been strong for a long time, ________,” she states simply. “Your feelings are not a weakness.” 

You nod as she rejoins Tuk and Tsireya a few strides away.

A few moments later, a voice is warm in the shell of your sensitive ears. 

“What adventure awaits after eclipse?” Ao’nung asks lightly. 

You resist smiling up at him, but fail miserably when his webbed fingers come up to move hair from your face. 

“I have seeds of a spartan fruit,” you say quietly. “If you know of anywhere to plant them.” 

“I can make something work,” he assures you, thumb brushing your cheek, then pinching gently with a toothy smile. “Our usual place?” 

You bow your head, cheeks hot. 

“Of course.” 

“Alright, little leaf,” he bids, that stupid nickname he’d called you one of the first nights, sticking. “See you then.” 

He’s walking back in the direction of the other boys, cutting across the sand as they venture towards the heart of the clan’s village. 

As you pick up the remainder of your items, you don’t realize a body has stayed behind. 

“Little leaf?” It comes out as a scoff, mocking as your whirl on your heel and find Neteyam standing over you. “What’s your deal with him?”

You blink hard. 

“What are you talking about?”

“You an Ao’nung,” Neteyam bites, temper short. “What’s going on between you two?” 

Annoyance pinches the back of your brain as you look off into the roll of the shallow tides, then turn your attention back to the eldest Sully. For the first time in an infinite amount of moments, you don’t feel like falling into him. 

“He’s my friend,” you decide to say, sucking in a deep breath in hopes of calming your racing nerves. “Is that alright with you?” 

Neteyam’s glare doesn’t falter. 

“Just your friend?” he accuses. “I know you meet with him after eclipse, don’t think you have anyone fooled. Why?” 

“What do you mean why?” you counter, unable to keep the edge from your tone. 

“Why are you sneaking around with someone you barely know after dark, ________?” he grills. “Don’t be dense.” 

“Ao’nung is kind to me,” you argue. “He shows me about his life, about the villagers and the way of the water.” 

“And what, I’m not kind to you?” Neteyam bristles. “Tsireya can’t show you all of those things?” 

Your face scrunches in annoyance. 

“You’re being unreasonable, Neteyam,” you scoff. 

“I’m being unreasonable?” he asks in disbelief. “Ao’nung is just like the rest of the village, ________. You really thinking that in front of everyone else, he doesn’t shun us all the same?” 

“No, Neteyam, I don’t,” you retort. “Because Ao’nung is nice. He goes to great lengths to make me feel welcome, like Awa’atlu is home.”

“So he puts on a show and you’re so willing to be with him, huh?” Neteyam seethes quietly. “We’re your home, ________. Ao’nung is earning brownie points with his parents having you hooked, but do you really think he sees you?” 

You swallow, biting the inside of your cheek as you stare up at Neteyam in resignation. 

“You can be so callous sometimes,” you whisper, turning to leave the conversation. 

“I’m not done talking to you,” Neteyam sighs. 

“Well, I am.” 

You never make it back to the marui that night, still embarrassed that two of Sully’s had noticed that you were ditching your hammock as soon as the village turned in for the evenings. Instead, you wander around the beaches, collecting shells and little trinkets for morning handicrafts with Tuk. 

After the island glows both from the luminescence of the habitat and the moon, you stand post, waiting for the familiar pad of Ao’nung’s feet over the sand. You watch the stars up above to distract you, fingers twitching as you recall your argument with Neteyam earlier in the day. 

You know he was looking for chords to strike, but something akin to insecurity begins to root itself inside of you as the stars begin shifting further and further, indicating that a wide span of time has elapsed. The village is still, but your mind is racing as Ao’nung’s whereabouts remain a mystery. 

Regardless you wait. You wait so long, you’d resorted to planting yourself in the sand, and after what felt like infinity, the morning eclipse begins. When the village starts to turn over for the day, curtains and drapery being pulled back to reveal slowly waking families, you finally stand, heart in your hands. 

When you return to your pod, Neteyam is already up, posted on the edge of the walkway with his toes in the water. 

He’s shooting up when he sees you. 

“Where have you been?” he demands as you draw nearer. 

His face softens when he sees the first tear arch over your sculpted cheekbone. 

You quickly wipe it away. 

“No where,” you grumble, pushing past him. 

“________,” he urges. 

You deflect his reaching hands. 

“I’m serious, Neteyam,” you warn, the look in your golden eyes deadly. “Leave me alone.” 

Despite not seeing Ao’nung the entirety of the day, you return to your post the next night, hoping the night prior had been a fluke. The seeds of the spartan fruit are held tight in your fist and you use them as a vessel to wish hard. But it’s futile when the stars that map the skies continue to inch and you continue to wait. 

On the fourth night of Ao’nung’s absence, you decide to get to the bottom of things. 

You weave through the maruis, into the village’s circle right before eclipse. You spot Tsireya first, then him. He isn’t hard to miss when you’ve grown to know the drape of his curling hair and the bass of his hearty laugh. 

Rotxo, who sits opposite them, notices you first and his smile falters. 

Ao’nung’s neck cranes and his face shutters as he locks eyes with you. 

“________, hi,” he greets simply. 

“Hi?” you parrot, the spartan seeds you were beginning to use as a safety blanket clutched tight in your fist. “That’s it?” 

Ao’nung turns completely, waving off his sister and Rotxo as he stands to his full height. 

“What are you—“ 

“I waited for you,” you hiccup, shocked at the emotion that hijacks every morsel of resolve and composure you’ve always kept a tight lid on. “I waited for you, but you never came.” 

Ao’nung’s hands are on your shoulders, nudging you to a more private area, an alcove hidden among arched and gnarled tree roots. 

“________, I don’t understand,” he says quietly. “You—“ 

“I waited for you so that we could plant these stupid seeds and—“ 

Your unfurled fist catches his attention and his eyes widen when he sees that you’ve gripped them so hard in your hands, your palms are bleeding. 

He makes a move to grab you injured hand, but your fist tightens again. 

“This is inappropriate,” Ao’nung says sharply, eyes pleading. 

“What is?” you ask desperately. 

“You and me,” he says, like it should make sense. “This isn’t right.” 

Like a time warp, you’re brought back to the glowing forest before your departure. You see Neteyam’s disappointed expression, the twinge of disgust lacing his features at the thought of wanting you like you wanted him. 

Your heart shatters. 

Just when you thought you were getting over it all. Just when you thought that Ao’nung made you feel alive. Made you feel things you’d never felt before, he was extinguishing every sweet moment. If he was trying to cut ties before you could fall, it was too late. He was dousing the flames that had grown to engulf him and you don’t know how much more you can take. 

“Why would you do this?” you whisper brokenly. “I wanted to be left alone. Why would you force yourself into my life if you don’t want to be in it in the first place? Why would you make me want you?” 

Ao’nung’s expression turns sour. 

“I want to be there for you, ________,” he says fiercely. “You shine so bright and you are so incredible, you don’t even know it, but I can’t do this.” 

“Why?” you hoarse. 

“You are promised to someone else,” he says vehemently. “This entire time, I have sought you out with the intention of making you mine, but your heart belongs to someone else.” 

Your face crumples. 

“What are you— I don’t—“ 

“Neteyam told me to stay away from you,” Ao’nung says. “That you two would solidify your union once it was safe to go back home.” 

“No,” you interject. “That’s not—“ 

“Don’t be cruel,” he says quietly. “I don’t think I can take it.” 

“No, Neteyam and I are nothing,” you spit. “We—“ 

The fury hits you full force as you pull away from Ao’nung and stalk away. 

You don't you hear him rushing to catch up with you. It’s like you’re underwater, hearing muffled as you map the woven path to the Sully’s marui. 

Everything is absolutely red as you clock him.

Neteyam is laughing with Lo’ak and Kiri when you approach. 

The expression on your face is murderous when he looks up and he pales as he stands to meet your barreling figure. You’re shoving him away from you as soon as he steps in your immediate space. 

“How could you?” you cry out. 

Kiri and Lo’ak’s eyes are wide at your outburst, the warrior of few words teeming with anger and emotion as you square your shoulders. Kiri nudges Lo’ak’s shoulder and gestures towards their marui to give you two some privacy. 

“________—“ 

“You told Ao’nung we were promised to each other?” you press, finger jabbing his chest heatedly. 

His face contorts as his spine straightens. 

“Yes, ________, I did,” he confirms, nearly smug.

“Why?” you cry out. “After everything, why would you—“ 

“You’re mine, ________,” he blurts, fists shaking as he closes in on you. “All mine, and I refuse to let anyone have you. Especially Ao’nung.” 

The boy who stands before you is unrecognizable, so taken by anger and envy. 

“You’re heartless,” you whimper. 

“Me?” he asks incredulously, voice breaking as he comes up to grab you by your biceps. “You– You made me fall for you and suddenly you–“ 

“I liked you first,” you choke, eyes searching his wildly. “I liked you first and you told me that you were sorry. In that moment, I could see how you saw me. Pitiful, coarse, misplaced. Ao’nung doesn’t make me feel that way.” 

“Ao’nung doesn’t—“ 

“For once in my life, I feel okay. I feel like I can finally breathe, and that upsets you? You’re jealous? All I’ve known is the forest from a distance, coinciding with clans that make me feel like an outsider! When it’s me and him, that’s all it is, just two souls existing together. This is the first time I can say such.” Your voice is hoarse, drawing wandering eyes. 

Neteyam’s face softens. 

His entire time growing up with you in the forest, he’d never seen you display as much of yourself as you had in this moment. He can feel it pouring from you, every feeling you’d kept locked tight in your heart. He sees it in your eyes, nearly feral as you tremble in his hold. 

“You love him?” It comes out more like a statement, his chest heaving. 

Love. A word that holds the weight of a thousand suns. Four letters that seal your fate. 

Did you love Ao’nung? 

No. You didn’t, but maybe…maybe you could learn to. You could learn to love him just how he’d learned you, how he meticulously dismantled every doubt you had in him. 

“I could,” you whisper. 

Neteyam’s grasp loosens and he looks wounded as he backs away from you, peering down at you like he doesn’t recognize the person you’ve become. 

As the cloud dissipates, you become aware of the eyes watching the entire debacle. 

You shrink, mortified that nearly the entire village knows of your feelings for their Olo’eyktan’s son. 

You turn on your heel to flee, but a sturdy body stands a few feet away, leaned against one of the twisted trunks of a tree supporting the surrounding maruis. 

You swallow. 

“A-Ao’nung,” you splutter. 

His smile is soft, knowing, as he pushes off the tree and comes to stand in front of you. 

“You’re popular, little leaf.” 

You buckle, head bowing in embarrassment. 

“I’m sorry, Ao’nung,” you murmur. “I…” 

His hand comes around your head and pushes your face into the smooth skin of his chest. 

You soften.

“Why are you sorry?” he asks, hand caressing your loosening braids.

“This must be embarrassing,” you whisper. 

He spins your bodies, tugging you back down along the path you marched to confront Neteyam. 

“You could never embarrass me,” he assures you, guiding you towards the village circle. One of his hands turns yours over, inspecting the tiny wounds as you two hurry along. “Let’s get you fixed up, okay?” 

You can barely swallow around the lump forming in your throat as he climbs up into an empty pod used for treating the wounded and helps you up. 

“Sit,” he coaxes, striding to the ledges of supplies, meticulously organized by his own mother. 

You obey, tears streaking your cheeks as you tuck one leg under the other. You don’t feel like the mighty warrior Jake and many of the Omatikaya have made you out to be all of these years. 

You feel small, and you feel weak. All because of a boy. 

“Hand, please,” he says gently, kneeling in front of you with an arm full of remedies. 

You oblige, offering your shaky hand, palm up. 

The blood has dried, revealing small little angry lacerations that sting when he pours a thin liquid to clean them. You hiss and the tears start again. 

“Stop,” he murmurs, wiping away the rivulets that slip. “Stop crying.” 

“I’m sorry,” you repeat, fist balling involuntarily when he slathers a viscous mixture on your palm that soothes the burns. 

“Stop apologizing,” he says softly. “You have nothing to be sorry for.” 

He places a leaf over your palm and then wraps your hand in a soft cloth that sates the ache. When you’re all patched up, he brings your fingers to his lips, then holds them tightly in his lap. 

“I need to hear it for myself,” he sighs.

“Hear what?” you croak. 

“Every moment I spent with you since your arrival has been precious to me,” Ao’nung says. “I want you to say it to me.” 

You’re in knots, swallowing hard as he blurs. 

You take a gasping breath as you will yourself not to cry. 

“I want you, Ao’nung. I see you,” you warble. “And I’m petrified to admit it because admitting it means I’m being vulnerable, but I want you to see me too.” 

His lips curve, pulling you forward so that you have to catch yourself on your uninjured hand. 

“You scared me for a little there,” he whispers, mouth a hairsbreadth from yours. “I don’t know what I would do if all that time we spent together meant nothing to you.” 

You swallow for the thousandth time. 

“Never,” you shudder. 

His smile widens. 

“You’re not gonna stop me, are you?” he asks, lips ghosting yours as his eyes search your own. 

“No,” you murmur.

“Good,” he sighs.

He kisses you like you’re delicate, pulling you into him to taste every unspoken word you’ve held onto since the first night he came to you. 

When he pulls away from you, forehead resting against yours, he’s so quiet when he whispers. 

But you hear him all the same. 

“I see you, little leaf.” 

an — AHH second full length oneshot is done! if you've made it this far, i thank you again! i had so much fun writing this request and once more want to express gratitude the anon to shot me this idea! ALSO purposefully left out details of their little rendezvous' so that i could do some drabbles for them in the future! next fic is (finally) the lo'ak x reader i've been blabbing about.

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Platonic = 🌼 Fluff = 🌺 Smut = 🌹

Lime = ⚘️ Angst = 🥀 Yandere = 🍁

Imagines

I Choose... - Aonung 🌺

The Heat Cycle - Jake 🌹

Evil No More - Jake 🌹

Never Alone - Kiri 🌺

Too Late - Lo'ak 🥀

Wild Animal - Lo'ak 🌹

BFF To Lovers - Lo'ak 🌺🌹

Broken Girl - Miles 🥀🌹

Tied To The Bed - Miles 🌹

Unplanned - Miles 🌺

Run!!! - Neteyam 🌹

Jealous Boy - Neteyam 🌹

The Distraction - Spider 🌺

Demon Blood - Tsu'tey 🌹

Combos

Different Kind Of Lessons - Aonung, Rotxo 🌹

Commanding Officer - Ghost, Köing, miles 🌹

It Was An Accident - Jason Todd, Lo'ak 🌹

Pride And Joy - Jake, Neytiri 🥀🌺🌼

Something In Your Eyes - Jake, Neytiri 🌹

Lust Filled Beasts - Neteyam, Lo'ak 🌹

Second Glance - Tonowari, Ronal 🌺

One Room - Tedros, Jamie, Neteyam 🌹

Drabbles

To Many To Count - Jake 🌹

A Last Goodbye - Neteyam 🥀

Combo

Two Masters Now - Anakin skywalker & Jake 🌹

Oneshots

Is That So - Aonung ⚘️

Dilf Material - Jake 🌹

Eye To Eye - Jake 🥀🌺🌼

The Heat - Jake 🌹

(🍗) Thanksgiving Stuffing - Jake 🌹

Confession Time - Lo'ak 🌺

Only Us - Lo'ak 🥀🌺

Broken minded - Miles 🥀🌹

Tears Of Gold. Prt 2 - Neteyam 🥀

Never Be Ashamed - Neteyam 🌺

Bully As A Brother. Prt 2 - Neteyam 🥀🌺🌼

Spoiled Brat - Neteyam 🥀🌹

Our Love Is Pure - Neteyam 🥀🌺

A Distant Memory - Neteyam 🥀🌺

Back Off - Neteyam 🌹

Five Stages Of Feelings - Neteyam 🥀🌺

Beyond The Shadows - Norman 🌺

Hope - Trudy 🌺

Hidden Surprises - Tsu'tey 🌺

Injured - Tsu'tey 🥀🌺

Na'vi At Heart - Tsu'tey 🌹

Different - Tsu'tey 🌺

What Is This? - Tsutey ⚘️

Badly As My Heart Does - Tsutey 🌹

Intriguing - Tsu'tey 🌺

At Fault - Tsu'tey 🌺

Combos

Lesson learned - Aonung, Rotxo 🌹

Sun Bathing - Aonung, Rotxo, Lo'ak, Neteyam ⚘️

Parents Love - Jake, Neytiri 🥀🌼

Tied Down - Jake, Neytiri 🌺

Chained - Jake, Tonowari 🌹

Hard Stares - Jake, Neytiri, Tonowari, Ronal 🌺

My Our Plaything - Neteyam, Lo'ak 🌹

Temperamental - Neteyam, Aonung 🥀🌺

The Blurriness - Sully Family 🌼🥀🌺

Connection. Prt 2 - Tonowari, Ronal 🌺

Series

Fucking The Nerd - Lo'ak, Neteyam, Aonung, Rotxo 🌹🥀

Modern Day

Aonung x Crush Reader 🌺

Jake x Fan Reader 🌹

Lo'ak x Ex Reader 🌺

Neteyam x Girlfriend Reader 🥀🌺

Spider x Dog Lover Reader 🌺

Tonowari x Student Reader 🌹

Medievel/Fantasy

Knight Jake x Princess Reader 🌺

Worshipper Neteyam x Goddess Reader 🌺

God Neteyam x Offering Reader 🌹

Omegaverse

Unclaimed Omega - Alpha Neteyam x Omega Reader 🍁

I thought- - Alpha Neteyam x Omega Reader 🥀

Crossovers

Stuffed - Anakin Skywalker & Jake 🌹

Unknown Planet - Cal Kestis & Neteyam 🌺🥀

A Bit Feral - Ethan Landry & Spider Socorro 🌹

When Stars Aligned - Stark Reader x Neteyam 🌺

A Gift From The Stars - Togruta Reader x Jake 🌺

Preferences

Alleyway Sex - Jake, Miles, Lyle, Neteyam, Aonung, Spider, Lo'ak 🌹

Breeding Kink - Jake, Tsu'tey, Miles, Neteyam, Aonung, Lo'ak 🌹

Childhood Room - Lo'ak, Spider, Aonung 🌹

Locker Room - Jake, Tsu'tey, Neteyam, Lo'ak, Aonung, Rotxo 🌹

Shower Sex - Tonowari, Tsu'tey, Aonung, Jake, Lo'ak 🌹

They Wake You Up By Eating You Out - Jake, Miles Tonowari, Neteyam, Lo'ak, Aonung, Spider 🌹

NSFW and SFW alphabet

NSFW - Jake Sully

SFW - Norman Spellman

NSFW - Spider Socorro

NSFW - Tsu'tey

Combos

SFW - Lo'ak, Tsireya

Headcannons

How He Asked You Out - Lo'ak, Neteyam, Jake

Yandere vibes - Aonung, Rotxo, Tsireya, Kiri, Lo'ak

Yandere Vibes 2 - Spider, Neteyam, Miles Jake, Tonowari

Their Kinks, Turn Ons/Offs - Tsu'tey, Tonowari, Jake

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yawne, paysyul, oare

neteyam sully x fem!navi!reader

summary : Y/N and Neteyam discovered the underlying feelings for each other back in the Omatikaya Clan and now their love must survive the Metkayina.

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“Has Y/N been around here?” Neteyam walked into the tent where Kiri was tending to wounded hunters.

“No. Check the forest.” Kiri replied, continuing to patch up a male Na’vi’s shoulder. Neteyam did as Kiri said and found Y/N not in the trees, but in the river. She was catching little fish and releasing them after she gave them quick pats.

“What are you doing down here, Nete?” Y/N splashed him as he got closer to her, still on the forest floor. “I thought I could finally have peace from you and Lo’ak.”

“Never, my paysyul.” Neteyam put a foot in the water and jumped back from the chilling sensation. “How are you standing in this cold river?”

“I got used to it. Now, what do you want?”

“I can’t want to see my favorite person?” Y/N gave him a “really” look. “Ok, there is a “hunt”, and my father asked me to get you.”

“Oh, I was chosen by the Toruk Makto. Should I be feeling special?” Y/N teased as Neteyam assisted Y/N out of the water by keeping her body steady as she hopped to the forest floor.

“You’re chosen every time, I am afraid.” Neteyam responded, and Y/N rolled her eyes and shoved him away.

“I know, skxawng.” They trekked back up to camp, and Neteyam’s parents waited patiently at their tent for Y/N and Neteyam. “Oh, mighty Toruk Makto, I am so blessed to have been chosen for this once in a lifetime opportunity. Thank you, sir.” Y/N gave a deep bow after her speech which caused Jake to snicker and Neytiri and Neteyam to playfully roll their eyes.

“Hello, Y/N.” Jake greeted the young girl that has unknowingly captured his eldest son’s heart. “Let’s go over the plan.” He led her into his tent, and the two discussed strategy and tactics.

“My son, have you told her of your feelings?” Neytiri asked, and Neteyam just kept staring at Y/N from outside the tent.

“No.” Neteyam switched his gaze to look at his mother as she sighed.

Before Neytiri could provide advice for Neteyam, Y/N and Jake barreled out of the tent.

“I am so ready for this raid.” Y/N excitedly jumped and called for her Ikran, Malu.

“Be careful, Y/N! And don’t do anything I didn’t tell you to.” Jake instructed the reckless girl already flying away. Jake looked to Neytiri and Neteyam, “Go get your brother, your mother and I will get the warriors.”

Neteyam rushed to find Lo’ak which was easy considering he was sitting with Tuk and Kiri in the wounded tent. “Let’s go, Lo’ak. We’ve got a job.”

Lo’ak and Neteyam flew on their Ikrans to where Jake resided on the forest canopy above the train tracks, waiting for the train with supplies to come. Y/N was high in the sky, arrow out and ready to release one if needed. Y/N could hear the train screeching inch by inch nearer to the Na’vi who are about to blow the train up on Jake’s command.

Which was right about now. “Fire!”

On either side of the tracks, explosives were shot and blew up the train and destroyed the tracks. The Na’vi warriors quickly ran to the site and started scrummaging through the fallen supplies, and the chain of materials into the forest began.

Jake told his sons to stay in the sky and watch the perimeter and tell him if anything is around. Y/N was told to stay high as well, to not engage unless absolutely necessary.

“Come on, bro. Let’s go help.” Lo’ak begged his brother.

“No, Dad would skin us.” Neteyam argued and tried to find Y/N in the sky. No luck.

“Well, I’m going.” Lo’ak swooped down to the action, and Neteyam had no choice but to follow because he had to protect his little brother.

“Jake!” Y/N said over the comms. Neteyam became scared because of the tone she had.

“Y/N, what is it?” Jake paused his movements to focus on the girl.

“There is an aircraft coming our way, a big one. It -“ Y/N was cut off as she yelped when the plane shot at her.

“Y/N! Do you copy!” Jake urgently panicked. She shot at the pilot and hit the glass to obstruct his view.

“I am here.” Y/N responded and mentally told Malu to fly to the ground. Neteyam and Lo’ak were part of the assembly line and were trying not to be recognized by their parents. “What are you two idiots doing? I know Jake told you nimrods to stay out of the way.”

“We wanted to help.” Lo’ak says and hands a gun to the Na’vi warrior to the left of him.

“Move! Move!” The three heard then an explosion was sent off by the track farther down, and before Y/N could say “I told you so,” the plane shot at the ground where all the clan was, including Y/N, Lo’ak and Neteyam. The three started to run for safety, but a missile hit the metal next to them and caused Y/N to tumble down into wreckage.

“Y/N!” Neteyam shouted and tried to go back, but Lo’ak kept pushing him to the trees. “No!”

Neteyam didn’t have a moment to say anything else to stop Lo’ak as more bombs were dropped.

“Where’s Y/N?” Jake questioned over the comms, spotting his disobedient sons, but no reckless Na’vi girl who was always near when it regarded Neteyam.

“She got thrown into the debris.” Lo’ak informed his father as Neteyam paced in circles, worried over Y/N. Neytiri and other warriors finally shot every person in the aircraft and eliminated anymore ammunition coming to the scene.

Jake searched the area and found the knife Y/N always had slung around her torso on top of some torn metal. He knocked over the pieces and called her name with no response. He dug through the rubble deeper and located Y/N. He dragged her up and once she out, he threw her over his shoulders and carried her to the sidelines.

He gently placed her on the dirt and slapped her face. “Y/N. Wake up. Come on.” Her eyes opened and a cough escaped her mouth. “That’s it.”

“Jakey.” Y/N weakly said. Neteyam hurried over to her. “Nete, too. Isn’t this a dream?”

“Cracking jokes while injured is not very smart.” Jake scolded yet he smiled at the girl beneath him. Neytiri landed from her Ikran on the ground beside them. “She needs to see a medic.”

“I am fine.” Y/N attempted to sit up, but ultimately couldn’t because of the nasty cut on her lower back. “Nevermind, Neytiri please take me.”

Neytiri snorted and hauled Y/N on to her Ikran and set off to the mountain base. Jake now focused his attention on his sons as they looked down, guilty.

“We’re talking about this when we get back.” Jake says. Neteyam didn’t care about getting in trouble, all he wanted was to know if Y/N was fine. The ride back felt like a million years for Neteyam.

He heard Y/N before he saw her. She was laughing loudly from inside the tent. Neteyam opened the curtain and there Y/N was being stitched up by Kiri. “Neteyam. My sweet yawne, I was just telling your sister how you left me to die.” Y/N faked slumping over, but Kiri, annoyed, held her up and smacked Y/N’s head. “I think she secretly wishes for my demise.”

“Not secretly.” Kiri finished the stitch and ordered Y/N to leave. “Don’t tear those, please.”

“So, you don’t want me dead?” Y/N flirted.

Kiri closed the curtain, “Out!”

Y/N chuckled and Neteyam swore he never he heard something so beautiful. Y/N took his hand and guided him to a private mountain cave where the two spent most nights talking. It was filled with rugs, blankets, and other trinkets they had brought each time they returned.

“This scar is going to be so cool. Don’t you think, Nete?” Y/N twirled for him, and Neteyam blushed after he found himself staring too long at a certain lower body part.

“Yes. One big line.” Neteyam plopped onto a tiny cushion and sprawled his legs. Y/N stuck her tongue out at him and went between his legs to sit. Her back to his chest.

Y/N leaned her head back into his chest, “Why can’t you just admit I am so much cooler than you?”

“I don’t like lying, my paysyul.” Y/N giggled at him.

“You’re a cruel man, Nete.” Y/N smiled at Neteyam and shifted to be facing him. His fingers trailed up and down her back, and Y/N closed her eyes in contentment. Neteyam took note of the darkness under her shut eyes and frowned.

“When was the last time you slept?”

“A good 2 nights ago.” Y/N didn’t open her eyes because she didn’t want to witness the disappointed face Neteyam would have. It reminded her of Neytiri. “Don’t be upset. I am alright.”

“No, you are not.” Neteyam stroked her hair and threaded his fingers in at her scalp. “You need rest, Y/N.”

“Not when so many people need you.” Y/N fought the Sully boy. “I can’t just let them down.”

“You won’t. Why do you believe that?”

Y/N didn’t want to tell him it was because she felt that she didn’t belong and that being there for everyone would make her accepted. She has felt like a burden since her mother, Ninat, died from a fatal gun shot to the heart when she was around three. Her father died back when HomeTree had been burned.

Y/N opened her eyes and glared into Neteyam’s. Y/N settled her hand on his neck and pulled him closer to her. “You worry too much.”

“I worry enough about the people I care for.”

“Stop caring for me.” Y/N mumbled as his head dropped lower to hers.

“I can’t.” The words were barely spoken. “You are all I think of. All the time.”

Y/N rested her other hand on his chest, “Why?”

“I think you know.”

“But I want to hear you say it.”

Instead of words, Neteyam feverishly kissed her and gripped her hips to grasp her onto his lap. Y/N’s lips were warm against his and her body molded to his like a perfect puzzle piece. Y/N moved her lips to his chin and kissed that area as Neteyam squeezed her body tighter to him. Y/N kissed down to his neck, and he threw his head back to give her more access. She sucked at the base of his neck and left a more blue patch. The hand she had on his neck maneuvered up his skull to pull his head back further so she could go up his neck easier.

But when Y/N pulled his braids, Neteyam basically grunted, “Y/N, fuck.” She breathed a laugh as she gave him another hickey under the cove of his ear. “My turn.”

“Nope.” Y/N held his face in place. “Not until you use your words and say why.”

Neteyam huffed, “I love you, Y/N. I am in love with you. Have been since the first day I met you. Is that what you wanted to hear?”

“Precisely.” Y/N released his face and he immediately attacked her neck. She lightly hummed as he continued to kiss her neck. He began to suck at her sweet spot, right under her jawbone which made her breathlessly whisper, “Neteyam.”

Her fingers tugged at his hair again and he groaned into the skin of her neck. Y/N needed his lips back on hers so she tilted her head and reclaimed his mouth. Neteyam opened his mouth to allow Y/N more of him, and she took the opportunity. Neteyam slowly laid on his back and Y/N maintained contact. They didn’t stop until they heard the shouts of their names outside the cave. The two were knocked from their bliss and hurriedly fixed themselves before leaving the little sanctuary.

“There they are.” Kiri breathed a sigh of relief. Tuk and Spider were close behind Kiri as Neteyam and Y/N walked to them. “Dinner is ready.” The pair glanced briefly then just smiled and followed the others.

Discreetly, Neteyam positioned his hand on her back, avoiding the cut. She side eyed him and widened her eyes when she saw the marks she left. “Oh, my Eywa.”

“What?” Neteyam panicked.

“Those hickies are huge. Why is my tongue so strong?” Y/N got off topic, but was back to it after she looked at them again. “Ok, what do mine look like?”

Neteyam smirked, “Hot.” Y/N flicked his ear and caught up with Tuk. Neteyam laughed as he did the same.

“Finally.” Lo’ak said when he saw the four Na’vi and human approaching. “Where were you all?”

“We had to find these morons.” Kiri pushed past Lo’ak. Lo’ak squinted at Y/N and peered at her neck and looked to Neteyam.

“You are gonna be in so much trouble.” Lo’ak deviously said and made kissy faces at Y/N and Neteyam.

“Oh, shut up.” Y/N said and bumped him out of the way with Neteyam right behind her doing the same.

“How is your injury?” Jake asked Y/N when she got fruits next to him on the table. She wouldn’t make eye contact which made Jake confused. “Are you okay? Did Neteyam do something?”

Y/N snorted and answered, “It is fine, should be better by tomorrow. I am fine as well. Your son is a cuddly bug. He couldn’t hurt ol’ me.”

“Just checking.” Jake went back to Tuk and Neytiri and placed the fruits he got for them in their bowls. Y/N sighed as she traveled to Neteyam.

“Your father is concerned you have hurt me.”

“What?!” Neteyam urgently whispered.

“Chill. He was talking emotionally. He hasn’t seen the physical abuse you’ve done to me.” She playfully dropped dead and cowered from him.

“You joke too much.” Neteyam’s eyes lit up when she sat up closer to him.

Y/N jested, “Oh, but didn’t you say you love me?”

“No.” Neteyam denied and swallowed more of his Teylu. Y/N elbowed him and ate the bladder polyps she got from the table.

“Y/N, what happened to your neck?” Tuk innocently poked the girl’s hickey, and Y/N became alarmed and covered it when the whole family looked her and Neteyam’s way.

“Let me see.” Neytiri said and legged over to Y/N.

“No, no. It’s ok. Nothing is wrong.” Y/N urged and scooted into Neteyam.

“It could be dangerous.” Neytiri fought back and moved Y/N’s hand, and she gasped then transferred her glare to her son. “Neteyam.”

“What is it?” Jake stood in front of them then opened his mouth in an “O.” Y/N nervously laughed and tried to stand to escape, but Neteyam held her tail so he wouldn’t face his parents wrath alone. “Kids, out.”

Neteyam’s siblings ran out hollering with laughter.

“So, the weather?” Y/N tried.

“When did this happen?” Neytiri asked the teenagers.

“Earlier.” Neteyam responded to his mother who rubbed her forehead. “We didn’t even connect queues.”

“This is practically the same thing.” Jake joined in on Neytiri’s scolding session.

“I thought you wanted this.” Neteyam protested to his parents.

“We thought it would be gradual.” Jake says, and Y/N looked to Neteyam. “Well, there’s no stopping you two now, so be safe, and don’t be stupid around each other. Or gross. You are dismissed. And please don’t tear her stitches, Kiri will have everyones heads.”

The teens left the tent immediately and coursed back to the their secret hideout. As soon as Y/N knew no one could see them, she pushed Neteyam against the wall and brought his lips down to hers. Neteyam instantly kissed back and pulled Y/N into him. Their lips moved roughly and eventually Y/N was the one with her back to the wall.

“Neteyam.” Y/N moaned after he bit her lip a little which encouraged him to move his lips to her chest. She gripped his strong biceps and dug her nails into the flesh there. “Rutxe.”

Neteyam gave her lips one last peck before he murmured, “Do you genuinely want a sätare with me? Is this real?”

As Y/N lovingly stared into his golden eyes, she spoke, “I have never wanted anything more, Neteyam.” Y/N caressed his face lightly and planted a kiss on his cheek.

“You are extraordinary, my love.” Neteyam steered her to the blankets in the corner, and they laid down, Y/N curled into Neteyam’s arms.

——

“I can’t believe you and my brother are now a thing.” Kiri complained as the group minus Neteyam climbed and jumped across branches.

“Sorry, you’re not my only love anymore.” Y/N blew a kiss to Kiri and helped Tuk over a massive vine. “I know you’re jealous.”

“As if, Y/N.” Kiri ventured off on her own as the rest of the crew explored the area. The trip was cut short though after Lo’ak reminded them they would be in trouble if they didn’t get back before eclipse. As Tuk, Lo’ak, and Y/N traveled ahead, Spider went to grab Kiri.

Before they could truly begin their journey home, Lo’ak spotted huge boot prints. “That definitely isn’t native Na’vi. Sky people.”

“We definitely have to go now.” Y/N said and pushed the rest of the group onward. “Go, guys!”

A twig snapped near them and Y/N’s ear twitched as she looked to where the noise came from. The others stopped when Y/N did, and she rolled her eyes. As Y/N was going to resume the trek, a hand snatched her hair and dragged her to the leaves below them. Lo’ak attempted to help but got caught by another hand. All five of them got captured by the foreign Avatars in military clothing.

“Look what we have here.” A military man heckled. He approached Y/N and used his finger to inspect her face. She couldn’t squirm away, so she spat at his face. He tumbled back slightly, but regained balance and Y/N was met with a swat to the face. “You are a Na’vi bitch and you have comms. Definitely Sully’s.” He noticed about Kiri, “This one has five fingers.” He turned his attention to Lo’ak who kept hissing at the person holding him. “You do too. English?”

Lo’ak slowly put his hands up just to flip him off. “What do we do, boss?” Some soldier asked.

“We wait, he’ll come soon enough for his children.” It was a long process for Jake to hint his arrival to the captured children.

Y/N awaited her saviors painfully since the person holding her down had his knee in her back the entire time and her neck held back. Soon enough, an arrow hit a man on the outskirts of the group, and everyone became alert.

“Is that you, Mrs. Sully?” The head man called. Rain was the only sound in response to him. Neytiri never giving away her appearance and standing hidden somewhere, ready to shoot. Y/N couldn’t see much since the man had a tight grip on her body. She could hear more soldiers dropping to the ground, probably at the hands of Jake. And the next moment, chaos erupted, Kiri was released from her captor by Neytiri which triggered Jake to shoot at the men holding Tuk, Lo’ak, and Y/N. Tuk and Lo’ak made it away safely, but Y/N got caught up with a soldier’s knife to her thigh. Y/N fell to the floor with a scream of pain. The knife was still in her leg. Before someone could manhandle her again, Y/N ran for the trees and didn’t look back. Only did she stop when the knife got tangled in a vine and ripped out of her leg.

“Y/N!” A voice called to her. Neteyam. He quickly found his lover in a cove of a tree. “Hey, hey, are you hurt?” He glanced at the blood seeping from her leg. “Ok, ok. My yawne, can you hear me? Squeeze my hand for yes.” She did. “Ok. Can you walk?” She didn’t respond. Neteyam hoisted her over his shoulder and raced to where his family regathered. “Dad!”

Jake whipped his head to see his child with Y/N on his shoulders. “What’s wrong?” Jake took Y/N off Neteyam and carefully placed her on his kneeled lap.

“Her leg.” Neteyam pointed and got Lo’ak’s bottom cloth and gave it to Jake. He wrapped it and ordered Neteyam to put her on his Ikran and get her to their grandmother.

——

“What the fuck.” Y/N mumbled as soon as she was back to consciousness. Neteyam quietly laughed from where he was sitting beside her, holding her hand. Y/N looked to him and groaned, “I thought you were Kiri, my one true love.”

“Oh, please.” Neteyam scoffed and aided her in sitting up. Y/N stared at her bandaged thigh and poked it with her fingers. “What are you doing?”

“Seeing if the pain will make me pass out again.” Neteyam immediately grasped her fingers again and provided her a stern look. “You’re looking at me like Jake does. Stop.”

Neteyam tugged her closer, and Y/N’s head naturally tucked into his neck. She traced his palm and feather kissed the skin at his neck and chest. “Are you alright?”

“Mhm.” She said, and he didn’t believe her. “I can feel the tension. What happened while I was unconscious?”

“We have to leave.” Y/N shot out of his arms.

“What? Leave? Why?”

Neteyam shushed her and rubbed her back delicately, “My parents are the ones being targeted. It’s not safe anymore for my family.”

“What about me?” Y/N furiously asked and pushed him away. “I am not your family.”

“Yes, you are.”

“Maybe to you. But what about your father? Neytiri? I am an outsider. I will be forced to stay here, without you.”

“They love you as their own.” Neteyam argued and tried to bring her back to him. “You are coming.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I do.”

Y/N glared at Neteyam, uneasy and breathing unevenly, “I am not a Sully.”

“I don’t care. You are my-“ He cut off. Neteyam unsurely fought over his words.

“Your what? I am not your mate yet.” Y/N reasoned.

“Then I can make you mine.”

“Neteyam, do not be reckless.”

“I am not. I love you.”

Y/N’s hard attitude faltered. “Why?” Her voice broke and hitched all at the same time, and she hated it. Neteyam put his hands on her face and stroked her forehead and cheeks.

“You are everything I want, need and more. You are the person who beat me in tree climbing when we were four and still won’t let me live it down. You are the one I wrestled in the water when we were seven and accidentally went off that waterfall. You are the person who stitched me up after my first official hunt with my dad and told me everything was going to be fine despite me failing miserably. You are the one now holding me together as my world is about to be flipped upside down. You. Yawne. Y/N. I love you because you have been there since day one, without me asking. I am in love with you, I see you.” Y/N was weeping as he spilled his heart out to her. “So, come with me.”

Neteyam led Y/N to the Tree of Voices and brought her into a little area where they could be alone. The bioluminescent rock floor lit up as they stepped carefully on it. “Nete, are you sure?”

“Yes. Never been more sure.” His lips met hers with passion excreting from every touch they shared as they molded to each other. Before long, Y/N connected her queue to his. They didn’t do anything after that simply because they didn’t want to deal with Jake and Neytiri bugging them.

As Neteyam held Y/N, she whispered, “I love you, too.”

——

CUT

We’re here.” Neteyam yelled across his Ikran to Y/N. She looked to where the Sully family was landing on the pale sand and followed suit, carefully being conscious of her aching leg and back. Once she was off her Ikran, Neteyam took her arm and made her stand In between him and Lo’ak. There were boys already poking at Neteyam’s tail and sending Y/N suggestive looks. Y/N hugged herself closer to Neteyam, and he casually slipped an arm around her which made her feel infinitely better.

“What brings you here, Jake Sully?” Tonowari asks the darker blue Avatar. Jake looked down for a beat then back at Tonowari.

“I have come to ask for sanctuary for my family and I. There are sky people after me and I cannot risk them getting caught in that.” He explained. Ronal approached her mate and glared at Jake’s family and Y/N.

“You are bringing war here?” Tonowari questioned hesitantly.

“No, there is no more war.” Jake reassured the leader of the Metkayina Clan. “I just want my family to be safe.” Tonowari looks to his mate who continues to gaze at Kiri, curiously before starting towards her.

“Their arms are thin. And their tails are weak.” Ronal said as she grazed the parts she spoke of. “You will be slow in the water.” She snatched Kiri’s hands and turned them. “These children are not even true Na’vi.”

Kiri gave a mean look to Ronal and fought, “Yes, we are.” Ronal grabbed Lo’ak’s hand next and lifted it up. This made Neteyam to squeeze Y/N closer to him out of instinct in fear Ronal will come after them.

“They have demon blood.” Y/N knew she was done for after Ronal stopped her eyes on her. “But you. You are not half demon. Why are you with these half breeds?”

“I don’t have any parents.” Y/N supplied. “And Neytiri and Jake were kind enough to take me under their care.” Neteyam glared at Ronal as the Na’vi scoffed and returned to her mate’s side.

“Look, look. I was born of the sky people, and now I am Na’vi. All right?” Ronal narrowed her eyes. “You can adapt. We will adapt. Okay?” Jake declared and kept his children and Y/N out of Ronal’s sight.

“My husband was Toruk Makto.” Neytiri established and inched toward Tonowari. “He led the clans to victory against the sky people.”

“This you call victory?” Ronal snarked. “Hiding among strangers? It seems Ewya has turned her back on you, Chosen One.” She directed that comment to Jake, and Neytiri growled at her. Ronal returned the gesture.

“I apologize for my mate.” Jake stepped between the women before a fight broke out.

Neytiri snapped, “Do not apologize for me.”

Jake gave her a pleading look as he said, “She’s flown a long way, and she’s exhausted.”

“Jake!” Neytiri hissed.

Tonowari peered at the Sully family and contemplated his decision quickly. “You may stay and you will learn the ways of our clan so you are not useless here.” Y/N snickered with Lo’ak as he said that. “My children will teach you.” His son groaned at his responsibility, and the daughter merely smiled. “Tsireya, lead them to their marui.”

A girl popped out of the crowd and started walking them more into the village. Neteyam kept Y/N beside him incase any of the boys tried anything. Tsireya put them in a marui that was more on the outskirts of the village, and she left them to settle in. Lo’ak set up a rug near the middle while Neteyam and Y/N found a cozy corner(ish) to place blankets. She removed her head piece and her arm cuff and put it in Neteyam’s bag.

“Sully family meeting.” Jake called, and Y/N awkwardly stepped out of the marui to which Neytiri provided her a “really” look and beckoned her back in. “Okay, I don’t want any trouble while we’re here. Be nice and respectful, please.”

“What does your father always say?” Neytiri spoke from behind Jake.

Unenthusiastically every child hummed, “Sully’s stick together.”

“Yes. Now, a little more confidence.” Jake smiled.

“Sully’s stick together.” They all repeated a little louder.

“You’re dismissed.” Jake waved them out. Neteyam and Y/N gave one another sneaky glances before running out of the marui and into the water. Tuk and Kiri went to find Tsireya with Lo’ak tracking behind like a lost puppy.

Y/N and Neteyam stayed near the shallow as Aonung demonstrated how to ride an Ilu. Neteyam went first and completely lost control of his Ilu which made Y/N and Aonung chuckle. Y/N carefully connected her tentacle like hair to the Ilu and saddled it after the connection was made. The Ilu darted underwater, and Y/N hurried to take a breath. The Ilu swam under the reefs and traveled back to Neteyam and Aonung.

“That was insane.” Y/N rushed out as she got off her Ilu.

“It seems I have done what I can. You are a natural.” Aonung complimented Y/N. Neteyam’s tail flicked involuntarily out of pure annoyance.

Y/N didn’t satisfy Aonung’s expectations and awkwardly said, “Thank you.” The leader’s son left, and Neteyam pulled Y/N through the shallow water on his back. “Neteyam.”

“Hm?” He replied.

“Were you just jealous?”

Neteyam halted and tilted his head to stare at Y/N. “Of course not. My tail was just acting funky.”

Y/N snorted, “Funky?” He flipped her off as he waded back to their marui. It was dark by the time they reached the marui and Neteyam’s family had begun eating. “Sorry for being late.”

“You’re fine.” Jake assured. Tuk made Y/N sit by her, and that made Neteyam pout as he was banished to sitting between his dad and Kiri. “So, what did you two do all day?”

“They flirted in the shallow water.” Lo’ak teased and made kissy noises/faces. Neteyam threw a fruit at him, and Y/N blushed.

Lo’ak was swatted by his mother as Y/N properly answered, “We learned to ride and bond with an Ilu. Aonung taught us.”

“Ah, very good. You’re doing better than others it seems.” Jake retorted, and Lo’ak played with his fingers. “The Ilu seem friendly.”

Neteyam nodded and scooted farther out of the circle. Y/N confusedly looked at him, but he just shook his head. Y/N decided to disregard him for the time being and listen to Kiri as she spoke of all she saw in the ocean. Dinner was over and the children were sent to bed. Y/N settled onto her blanket and waited for Neteyam to come over. He soon arrived and laid next to her.

“Can I hold you?” Neteyam whispered so he doesn’t wake up anyone.

“Duh.” Y/N responded softly. Neteyam’s arms wrapped around her, and Y/N’s head rested on his chest with one of her legs thrown over his. They both drifted to sleep as the night progressed and their gentle breathing calmed the world around them, Or that’s how it felt for the duo.

Neytiri studied her son and the girl she’s come to know as a daughter. They reminded Neytiri of her and Jake. So compassionate. Always there for the other no matter what. Jake mirrored Neytiri and watched the pair.

“We were just like them.” Neytiri commented. Jake wrapped his arm around Neytiri’s waist.

“Yes, and now we have a beautiful family.”

“Yes, we do.” Neytiri kissed Jake, and he smiled at her as she led him to their bed/blanket for the night.

——

“Neteyam!” Y/N screamed as she came out of the water after being dunked. He had run away and was hiding behind Tuk. “Tuk, I would move.”

Tuk complied and Neteyam was easily taken down by a snarling Y/N. Neteyam thought she got cuter when she was angry so he smiled when she growled at him and attacked his body.

Before Y/N could further damage Neteyam, there was commotion behind some of the trees on the outside of the village with the voices of Kiri and Lo’ak heard. They both rushed to see what was happening and found Kiri and Lo’ak basically being shoved around by Aonung, Roxto, and two other Metkayina boys.

“Hey! You heard what she said. Leave them alone.” Neteyam pointed a threatening finger at Aonung.

“Oh, big brother wanna-“ One of the other boys started but was cut off by Aonung pushing him away.

“Back off. Now.” Neteyam firmly demanded and returned to Y/N’s side. Aonung put his arms up in surrender.

“Smart choice.” Y/N spat.

“And from now on, I need you to respect my sister and Y/N.” Neteyam declared which made some of the boys hiss. “Let’s go.” Y/N took his hand and Kiri’s and began trekking to the village. But Lo’ak stopped and went back to Aonung.

“Lo’ak.” Y/N warned.

“No, I got this Y/N.” Lo’ak insisted and raised his hand to Aonung’s face. “I know this hand is funny. I’m a freak, alien. But it can do something really cool. Watch. First, I ball it up real tight like this, okay then.” Lo’ak punches Aonung, and Y/N holds her forehead between two fingers. Lo’ak continued punching until Aonung fell. “It’s called a punch, bitch. Never touch my sister again.”

Aonung tackled Lo’ak and the others began teaming up on him so Neteyam jumped in.

“Neteyam, no! This is so stupid.” Y/N yelled alongside Kiri.

“So stupid.” Kiri pointed out.

“Ow, my tail!” Lo’ak bellowed.

Aonung shouted, “My ear!” This made Kiri and Y/N laugh as they boys beat each other up. Eventually, the fight was broken up by Jake and Tonowari who agreed to separately take their sons and punish them.

In the marui, Jake began lighting up Lo’ak. “Really? The clan leader’s son. What is the one thing I told you to do!”

“Stay out of trouble.” His sons responded.

“Right!” Jake confirmed.

“They were picking on Kiri!” Lo’ak defended himself.

“It was my fault. I hit first.” Neteyam attempted to soften the blow on Lo’ak.

“No, no. This isn’t your fault. You gotta stop taking the blame for this knucklehead.” Jake quipped. “Go apologize to Aonung.”

“But father-“ Lo’ak complained.

“I don’t care how. You don’t even gotta say words, just fix it.” Jake said while closing his eyes in frustration.

“Yes, sir.” Lo’ak murmured before leaving the marui.

Neteyam was about to exit too, to find Y/N but his father’s voice stopped him, “What’d the other guys look like?”

“Worse.”

Jake side smiled, “That’s good.”

“Way worse.”

“That’s my boy. Get outta here.” Jake said.

Neteyam proceeded to search for Y/N and spotted her in the middle of a circle of young children. She appeared to be singing an old tune from the Omatikaya ancestors.

“Fortress, hold me high

Forgive my wondering eyes

Eywa, pull me in

Force your love in me again

Find me in the storm

Save me and make me reborn

Help me to my feet

Eywa, oh great mother, take me.”

Neteyam hadn’t heard her sing since the sky people had returned. She claimed she had nothing good to sing about. Y/N glanced to him and waved him to her. The children dispersed after nuzzling her forehead in thanks and admiration.

“You sounded wonderful. Me’lal has competition.” Neteyam said which made Y/N scoff. Me’lal was a Na’vi in the Omatikaya clan known for her soulful, beautiful voice.

“Me’lal has no bearing of even who I am.” Y/N wilted realizing how invisible she was in her clan. “Once you’re old enough, you can take her as your mate.” Y/N jokingly said and Neteyam deadpanned her.

“It was only a joke. I personally believe you are better than Me’lal.” Neteyam replied, and Y/N scrunched her nose at his false comment.

Y/N said, “Me’lal is the best.”

“Hmph, I don’t agree.” Neteyam argued. “I think you are, my oare.”

“The nickname is back?” Y/N mused and cuddled into his chest. The sun went down, and they stayed there until a loud horn was blown.

Neytiri ran to them and hurriedly asked, “Where is your brother?”

“I have no idea. Is he gone?” Neteyam says, and Neytiri nodded and dragged them to where Jake was with Tonowari and his sons.

Lo’ak was soon taken to the front of the large crowd and questioned by Tonowari. Apparently, Aonung and his friends took Lo’ak beyond the reef and left him there, but Lo’ak being a blame taker for once said it was his idea instead of Aonung’s. Neteyam and Y/N exchanged a brief look of disbelief.

“It’s ok, I got this. Thank you.” Jake bowed a bit for Tonowari then snatched Lo’ak’s shoulder and pushed him towards the marui.

“That complete idiot.” Neteyam laughed along with Y/N.

——

“We’re going to the Cove. Would you like to join?” Tsireya suggested to Y/N and Neteyam who agreed and got on their respective Ilus. The ride was peaceful and freeing for all the children.

Y/N was dazzled by the cove and their Tree of Souls which was underwater and shining.

“Neteyam, this place is magical.” Y/N excitedly smiled and went down to the wisps of the tree. Neteyam and the others followed and connected their hair to the branches/leaves. But the visit wad short lived after Kiri started seizing and Y/N acted quickly to pull her to the surface and on her Ilu. “We need to get her back now!”

The group raced to get back to the clan. “Dad! Mother!” Lo’ak and Neteyam were shouting as they neared the village, and their parents were waiting for them as they got off at the beach.

“What happened?” Jake looked to Y/N as he brought Kiri to the marui to lie her down.

“We were at the Cove and we were all visiting Eywa and then she started shaking.”

“Under the water?” Neytiri teared up.

“Yes, mother.” Lo’ak spoke, and Neytiri covered her mouth out of fear and crippling emotion for her daughter.

——

“Can you help her?” Neytiri angrily questioned Ronal who appeared to help Kiri. Ronal nodded. “Out! You are not doing anything!” Neytiri said to the sky people attempting to wake Kiri. They evacuated fast and Ronal moved to their place and began spiritually singing and waving pieces to awaken Kiri from her slumber.

“What if we didn’t move fast enough?” Y/N questioned and looked to Neteyam. He brought her in and held her head to his chest.

“It is ok. We did what we could.” Neteyam comforted Y/N. “Come, let’s go out to the reef.”

Y/N laid against the hard bark of the branch her and Neteyam found on the end of the reef, far from the village and Na’vi. As Y/N looked at the stars, Neteyam stared at her and admired the way she was beautiful without trying.

“Neteyam, do you like that star?” Y/N pointed to a bright, pink star in the sky.

“Mhm, very pretty.” He said, not taking his eyes off her.

“You didn’t even look, silly.” Y/N forced his head to look where she pointed. “See?”

“Yes, it is.” Neteyam commented.

“Are you still thinking about Kiri?” Y/N whispered. “Cause if you are, so am I and we should go back.”

“No, no. I am fine. That’s why we came here. To search for pretty stars.”

“Don’t mock, Neteyam.” Y/N replied and scooted down the branch, but Neteyam instantly pulled her back up to him.

“I wasn’t, my paysyul.”

“It sounded like it.” She caressed his face and put a braid behind his ear. “Did you hear Ngevi has a little crush on you?”

Neteyam counted the sparkles on her face as he responded, “No. I am not interested anyway.”

“Well, why not?” Y/N teased and brushed through the hair on his head. “She is supposedly the best basket weaver which you love doing.”

“I don’t want Ngevi.” Neteyam honestly admitted. “I have someone else on my mind, and she is so much better than Ngevi. A million times better actually.”

“Who? What, why wasn’t I told sooner? Am I not your best friend?” Y/N played along and pulled on a braid and made him wince. “Don’t tell me it’s Tsireya, Lo’ak would murder you.”

“It’s not her.”

“Oh, is it Kewwa? She’s so pretty.”

Neteyam sent her an odd look as she continued to guess Na’vi despite knowing exactly who it is, “No.”

“Really. Hm. Oh, I know. It’s Torei. She is the most wonderful dancer.”

“No, my oare. This girl is very special.”

“Is she from back home?”

“Technically.” He remarked, and Y/N put on her thinking face.

“So it is Me’lal?”

“Nope.”

Y/N pouted then pecked his lips and noticed the sky becoming infinitely darker, “We should go before we’re in a situation like Lo’ak.”

“You don’t want a search party?” Neteyam joked and straddled his Ilu.

“No, and I’ll race you.” Y/N shot back.

“It’s on.” Neteyam laughed, and the two were off back to the village at high speeds on the Ilus.

——

“The Tulkuns have come home.” Ronal happily expressed a few days after Kiri had been revived.

“Tulkun?” Y/N questioned the pregnant woman.

“They are like siblings to the Metkayina, spirit brothers or sisters.” Ronal explained as she rode on her Ilu to meet with Roa, her Tulkun spirit sister.

Y/N stayed back on the island to watch the interactions in awe of the large, sweet creatures. She wanted to be able to be welcomed like that into a family of her own. A mother, father, sister or brother. But she had none of those things. Only slim memory of her childhood before her mother was slaughtered by rogue sky people.

“Y/N.” Neteyam shook her shoulder and startled Y/N from her state of deep thought. “Are you alright?”

“Yes, just thinking.” Y/N mentioned.

“Oh, that’s quite hard for you.”

“Neteyam.” Y/N whined and threw him to the sand. “You are a child with these jokes, a baby.”

Neteyam only chortled and picked himself up. Instead of continuing to think about a family, Y/N decided to be productive and spear fish so the Sully’s could have a dinner worth eating. She gripped the spear and waited for a moderately sized fish came by. Once one did, there was no mercy as Y/N fired the spear right into the fish’s head. Y/N speared a few more before starting to skin the scales off and began to quietly sing to pass time.

“Oh, Eywa, hold on to me

Bless this body and ground

Pull me from the darkest heat

And from the loudest sound

Save me from ache and despair

Watch as I cry for spiritual rest

Rescue me from unloving care.”

“That was lovely.” Neteyam voiced from his seat on the sand.

“I suppose.” Y/N answered and finished up with the fish she was descaling and showed Neteyam proudly. “Six descaled in under 7 minutes.”

“You’re phenomenal.”

“Oh, Neteyam.” Y/N bashfully hummed. He liked his name when she said it. It always sounded like the songs she sings which are beautiful. “What a sweet boy you are.” She stuck her tongue out at him.

“It’s true, my yawne. Whether you believe me or not.” Neteyam told her and helped with carrying the fish to the marui. The Sully family was all there and thanked Y/N for her fish killing.

——

Y/N, the next morning, was awoken by a war cry. Everyone in their marui was running towards the sound which was from Ronal who was being held by Tonowari. Her spirit sister was in the middle of Tulkuns and floating on her side, not alive.

Y/N held back a sob. Maybe never having a family was better. No one to mourn for or to mourn for you when you’re gone. Neteyam embraced Y/N as they peered at Ronal swimming out to Roa with Tonowari, Neytiri and Jake.

“They’re hunting Tulkuns.” Someone said from within the gathering once the clan leaders returned.

“You’ve brought this war here!” Ronal screamed at Jake. “This is your doing.”

“And we are going to fight because we do not hide.” Tonowari declared.

“No, no, that is what they want. They’re trying to lure you out to get to me. Do not satisfy them.” Jake reasoned with Ronal and Tonowari then grabbed the tracking device from Tonowari and put it up for the whole clan to witness. “The sky people wanted us to know who did this. And they’re going to continue if we react. You need to tell the Tulkuns to leave. It is the only way to protect them.”

“Leave?” Ronal whimpered.

“They know our location and will wipe out the population, both Na’vi and Tulkun if they don’t leave.” Jake said.

Tonowari finally nodded and agreed to tell the Tulkuns to evacuate.

“Payakan.” Lo’ak mumbled and Y/N spun to face him. “I have to warn him.” Y/N gripped his hand. “Let me do this. I can’t have him defenseless.”

“Lo’ak! No!” Y/N yelled and ran after him after he shook her hold from him. “Let me help then.”

Neteyam entered the scene and stopped Lo’ak, “Neither of you are going. Lo’ak, I have to keep your ass here.”

“No, Payakan is my brother. I must help him.”

“I am your brother.” Neteyam gritted out through his fury. Lo’ak pushed him away and called for his Ilu and hopped off the netting and landed on the Ilu. “Come on!”

Neteyam and Y/N got on one Ilu and trailed after Lo’ak. Tsireya, Tuk, Kiri, Aonung, and Roxto came along as well. Lo’ak was on Payakan fighting the tracker that was on his back/fin. Y/N hurriedly jumped off the Ilu to help Lo’ak and get the tracker out.

“Guys, come on! Help!” Lo’ak yelled.

It became a group effort very quickly and everyone noticed the approaching RDA boat.

“Who’s the mighty one, now? Huh? Say it.” Neteyam took the time in everyone’s panicked state to gloat at Lo’ak.

“Now isn’t the time.” Y/N slapped Neteyam’s head and looped the rope around the tracking device then connected the other end of the rope to her ilu’s saddle. “Okay, come on. Pull on the thing when I start pulling, too.” She called to the Ilu and it started trying to swim. “Go!” Tsireya and Anoung pulled on it and it budged.

“Call Dad!” Neteyam said to Lo’ak as he helped the clan leaders’ children.

It finally broke loose and Y/N hurried to take off into the water with it. Everyone else got on their Ilus with Neteyam sharing with Aonung and swam away as the RDA submarines came crashing into the water. Y/N dropped the tracking device on a rock and found Kiri and Tuk in the water with no transportation. Y/N snatched their hands and made her Ilu go faster as a submarine almost grabbed them.

Y/N lost grip of Tuk and exclaimed underwater as her and Kiri got stuck in some seaweed. Her Ilu raced to safety, and Kiri connected to the wisps and put her hands and made large tentacles wrap around the submarine then the people in it. The two then went to an air bubble under a plant and caught their breath. “Did you see where Tuk fell?”

Y/N almost screamed when Tsireya popped out under her. “No I didn’t.”

They all looked to the side suddenly when a mechanical arm shot at the underside of their feet. The three Na’vi began swimming away and unfortunately were caught by the RDA and taken the big ship and tied to the railing. A moment later, Lo’ak was tied beside Y/N and Tuk next to Kiri.

Y/N could see in the distance, Jake, Tonowari, and Ronal leading a big squad of fighters. Lo’ak was pulled by Quaritch and his comms were ripped from him. “I know you can hear me now, Sully. I have three of your kids.”

“Four.” Jake retorted, and Y/N put her head on her forearms as she weeped.

“Ah, you claim this one as yours. I remember her, spat in my face.” Quaritch yanked Y/N back by her hair which made her yelp then immediately growl at him. “Ok, I see a little resemblance between her and your crazy wife.”

“What do you want?” Jake asked, knowing the answer.

“You, Sully. Alone.”

“And you’ll release them?”

“That easy.”

“Ok.”

As Jake began to come closer, Payakan shot out of the water and landed on the boat causing the attention to shift to him which gave Jake the time to signal for the army to attack. As the clan was fighting, the five captives were being jostled left and right because of the constant motion of the ship and gunfire. Neteyam managed to get on the boat during the commotion which brought happy tears to Y/N’s eyes. He cut the cuffs from everyone and urged them to jump in the water. Neteyam hugged Y/N and kissed her temple multiple times.

“Spider!” Lo’ak shouted to Neteyam and Y/N.

“Where is he?” Neteyam asked, a light grip on Y/N in fear she would be taken again.

“Captured.”

“Come on then.” Neteyam, Lo’ak, and Y/N traveled to find Spider and break him free. Y/N last second grabbed a gun from a fallen soldier on the ship and showed Neteyam. He rolled his eyes and held onto to his knife. The four crawled above the pipes where Spider was. On Neteyam’s signal, Y/N shot at the people in the water while Lo’ak made some of them fall in the water. They all ran behind a wall once Spider was retrieved and Y/N made them run info the water first before herself doing so. “Y/N, hurry!”

“Neteyam…” Y/N softly says. She starts to drown a bit and Neteyam holds her up as he searched for the problem.

“No, no, no, no. No!” Neteyam bellowed as he found her bullet wounds. “Hurry! The rocks!”

They got on the rocks and laid Y/N in a puddle of her own blood. She coughed some blood up and tried to hold Neteyam’s hand. He grasped it tightly.

“No!” Jake yelled when he dropped down to them. “Where does it hurt?”

“It’s ok.” Is all Y/N said.

“No, Y/N, sweetie, stay with me. Neteyam, where is the wound?” Neteyam pointed to her lower torso and her leg. “Tsireya, keep pressure on the one in her leg.” He then checked if there was an exit wound on her torso and didn’t find one. “Ok, ok, ok, Y/‘N hold on for me, please, ok.” Lo’ak kept pressure on the torso bullet wound.

Neytiri dropped from her Ikran and exclaimed, “No! Y/N! Daughter! Please, good mother!” Neytiri held Y/N’s face with gentlenesses unmatched by man. “Please, please.”

“Tiri, I am ok.” More blood came up with Y/N’s short statement. “Don’t cry for me, please.”

“No…” Neytiri painfully whispered. Jake pulled Neytiri out of it and convinced her to stay strong and help go get their daughters. “Stay strong for me. Strong heart.” Spider went with them.

“Will- will you sing for me, Nete?” Y/N mumbled to Neteyam. His tears clouded his vision as he nodded at her request.

“Eywa, oh, good mother

Take me by the hand

Sister and brother

Let us join hands

Sing to the one around us

In us, above and below

The all knowing

The bringer of rain or snow

Give me strength

Keep my heart flowing

Help me see again.”

“Me’lal would be jealous.” Y/N weakly joked, and Neteyam chuckled. “So, I saved you. Finally.”

“Silly girl.” Neteyam put a braid behind her ear and grazed her cheek with his thumb. “You will not do that ever again. So reckless, stupid.”

“Don’t describe my heroic moment as those words.” Y/N tried to lift a hand but couldn’t by herself so Neteyam helped and raised it to his face and held it there for her. He could feel the fragile curl of her fingers against his face. “My Neteyam.” He closed his eyes at her words and felt a tear run to his chin. “You are- are like Neytiri.”

“Hm?”

“Crying for someone who doesn’t deserve it.”

“You deserve everything good, including tears, that the good mother provides for you.” Neteyam scolded her basically, and Y/N smiled with a solid effort. “My oare, you have blessed my life.”

“Neteyam.” Y/N whimpered. “It hurts.”

“I know, I know. I am here.” Tsireya pushed harder along with Lo’ak.

“I wanna go home, please Neteyam.” Y/N sobbed and choked on her own blood.

“Get her up.” Lo’ak said and pushed her to a sitting position to which Neteyam went behind her to hold her upright. Lo’ak applied the pressure again. “Neteyam, I need to go help Dad, ok stay with them and apply pressure on her torso.”

Lo’ak was gone before Neteyam could utter anything, but he got past that and did what Lo’ak said. Tsireya distracted Y/N with stories from her childhood and tales of the Metkayina clan.

It was becoming lighter in the sky by the time Jake, Neytiri, Kiri, Tuk, Lo’ak and Spider came back to the rocks.

“How is she holding up?” Jake questioned as he stood above Y/N.

“She’s pretty bad. We need to get her to Norm.” Neteyam directed his father. Neytiri loaded Y/N on her Ikran with Neteyam holding up the rear so Y/N didn’t roll off. Until Norm could fly out to them again, Ronal bandaged Y/N the best she could and prayed to Ewya before giving Y/N back to the Sully family.

“Neteyam.” Y/N prodded as she traced his palms.

“Yes, my Y/N?”

“Will you take me to see the stars when I am better?”

“Of course.” Neteyam assured the girl in his arms who has yet to be treated properly by Norm.

“Norm’s here.” Norm announced himself as he ran into the marui.

“Don’t leave me, please, Neteyam.” Y/N begged him.

“I am not going anywhere.” Neteyam promised.

Norm put a breathing mask over her nose and mouth and started the operation of extracting the bullet from her torso and leg. Eventually, Neteyam was told to leave because he was stressing Norm out with his heavy breathing. Jake had to pull his son away from the girl and hold him outside the marui.

Norm came out of the marui after a few hours and said she is stable and the bullets are out, but it might take Y/N a while to wake up. Neteyam sprinted back in the marui to see Y/N laying peacefully with leaves and blankets surrounding her. He softly placed her body on his and allowed her to heal. Ronal came once more to give Y/N the best chance of fully recovering.

A day later, Y/N opened her eyes and found the Sully clan asleep next to her. She couldn’t exactly life herself so she poked at Lo’ak who was oddly closest to Y/N. He grunted and looked at who was sticking him with their pointy fingers. And after he saw who it was, he gasped and launched at her and gave the gentlest hug of her life.

“Why are you awake, skxawng?” Neteyam jostled awake from his spot at the side of Lo’ak. When he saw the excitement leaking from Lo’ak’s face and the girl he loved beaming at him, he shoved his brother and wrapped his arms around his Y/N. Giving her a million smooches all around her face and hair. “My love, my paysyul, my oare, my everything, my Y/N.”

“Wow, that’s a lot of names for me.” Y/N giggled and kissed his lips delicately and deeply. “My Neteyam.”

“I have never been more happy!” Neteyam grinned and continued holding her to his body intensely.

“Oh, you didn’t find a replacement?” She joked, and he just lightly squeezed her side and shook his head, chuckling.

“No one could ever amount to you, my yawne.”

#neteyam sully #neteyam x you #neteyam x reader #neteyam x y/n #neteyam #neytiri #jake sully #avatar x reader #loak sully #kiri sully #tuk sully #sully family

[refiwrites]

hey, can you write some spider X reader? Like, he and her are kidnapped by his father and he tries anything to protect her, even if he dies?

i'm in the mood to write for spider (i love him so spider hate is not welcome here 😠) so if anyone else has some ideas for himm...

Whatever Happens

Pairing: Spider "Miles" Socorro x Fem! Human! Reader

Word count: 1.1k

Warning/s: ATWOW SPOILERS! Mentions of blood, torture, slight angst?

GIF is not mine, credits to the owner!

“Spider, (Y/N)!” Kiri’s voice was one of the things you heard as you tumbled off the branch along with Spider after the sudden explosion, dropping to the ground with a thud, your head hitting first as your vision began to spin.

You knitted your brows, head pounding as you looked around you. You looked to the side to see Spider, trying to stand up from the forest floor.

“(Y/N), (Y/N) come on, let’s go!” Second was Spider’s voice. You squinted as his face appeared in your vision, blurry. You felt him trying to pick you up, but it was too late, the avatars had caught up to where you both were, pulling Spider away from you.

“No- no! Let go of me! (Y/N)! Don’t touch her!”

There was another commotion as you were still dizzy from the fall, the last thing you remember was being picked up by someone and a bright light before your vision went black.

°。°。°。°。°。

When you awoke, your head still pounded. You blinked a few times trying to adjust to the light. You looked around your surroundings. The walls were white, lined with stripes of grey, there was a table in the middle, then a door.

You didn’t know where you were.

You sat upright, looking around once more until your eyes settled on a figure in front of you.

It was Spider, thrashing around in front of another window but this time it was tinted black, you couldn’t see anything through it. You watched as he threw the chair against it, it didn’t budge.

You stood up, going out of balance for a few steps but you managed to run towards him.

“Spider- Spider!!” You shouted; you could tell he heard you with the way his head spun around to meet you. “(Y/N)!!” He responded, running towards you yet there was a huge mirror that separated the two of your rooms.

“Spider- where are we? What is this?” You asked, looking around, your chest heaving.

“(Y/N), calm down, look at me, hey.” Spider says, placing his palm flat on the window. “Listen to me, (Y/N).”

You looked at Spider and placed your palm against his. “I’m scared.”

“I’m here, nothing will happen to you, okay? I’ll do anything to keep you safe, got that?” Spider reassured you, placing his forehead on the glass.

You breathed out and nodded, placing your forehead to his as you closed your eyes.

“Look at this, seems like they’re close.” The man monitoring both you and Spider said as they watched from the cameras.

The two of you were now sat against the glass beside each other, talking.

Quaritch hummed before sipping on his mug. He could see the way how Spider looked at you.

If he was right, he would say the boy was in love. And it was hella radiating off you too.

“Quaritch, bring them out for questioning.” Commanded Ardmore.

He nods. “Bring them out.”

°。°。°。°。°。

“Spider!” You shouted as your hands were cuffed as you were let out the room. You heard the other room open and soon enough Spider was also let out, his hands linked together as well. “(Y/N)!”

“Do you guys ever shut up?” One of the security officers say, tugging you and Spider somewhere.

You were led to a room where there was an intimidating looking device in the middle. There were also people in lab coats working, typing away in their monitors. You paused in walking, trying to back away. But you were pushed forward as you yelped. “Hey, stop that!” Spider screamed at the man who was handling you.

“Well, if it isn’t the two lovebirds.” The two of you looked to see Quaritch.

“Listen. Either one of you has to go and lay down on that little machine there, if you want it the hard way, of course. But- we can also do this the easy way, just answer the questions we have for you.” Quaritch said.

You stayed silent, glaring at him. Spider also glared at him.

“Okay we’re doing this the hard way, my workers, my rules. Strap him up first.” Ardmore walked in, pointing at Spider. Your eyes widened as Spider was dragged up to the machine.

“Spider! No!” You fought against your restraints. “Get away from him!”

Then it began.

At first it started out slow, the green lights glowed as Spider was laid on the board. Then it began to spin faster, and faster, and faster. Your heart broke as you began to hear Spider struggle. You looked to see a hologram of what looked like his brain be observed by those in lab coats.

“Where is Jake Sully?” The woman questioned.

“I don’t know!” His voice strained as you frowned, trying to move to him but you were held on tightly. “We know that you know.” She pressed on.

“I don’t know!” He repeated.

“Stop it, please!” You begged, you looked at Quaritch to see him watching intently, his arm propped against the glass. The woman kept asking questions.

“Again, I don’t know! Let me out of here! I don’t know!” Hearing Spider’s scream tore your heart.

“Which clans would be harboring him?” Ardmore repeated.

“I don’t know! You’re going to have to kill me!”

It went on for a few more seconds as you begged anyone to stop it. Finally, Quaritch seemed to have had enough as he walked towards the general before smashing the red button to halt the machine.

You watched Spider as his body shook as his breathing was ragged.

“Spider! Spider, are you alright?!” You asked. You saw his nose started bleeding, making you more anxious. You struggled but then you managed to break free from the guard holding you. You rushed over to Spider, inspecting his face. “Spider… Spider talk to me.” You spoke. “(Y/N)?” He said.

You turned around to see Quaritch talking to the general and then her eyes shifted over to you. “Have her ready.”

°。°。°。°。°。

Spider only regained his consciousness when he was back in his cell, he opted to sit in the corner, hugging his knees to his chest as he still tried to catch his breath.

Then the sound of the door opening was heard as his eyes shifted over to it. To his surprise, it was you who was pushed into his cell.

He immediately wastes no time to scramble over to your body that was on the floor, unconscious, your nose bleeding.

“(Y/N), hey.. (Y/N)..” Spider whispered, placing your upper half on his lap as he cradled your head. He wipes off the blood from your nose as you began to open your eyes.

“Spider?” You respond, looking up at him, raising your hand to cup his cheek, then moving it to his chest, feeling his heartbeat. “It’s me, I’m here.”

You sit up, before hugging him, burying your face in his chest. You feel Spider’s lips rest on your temple.

“I’m here. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.” He whispered. “They’re going to have to kill me first.”

“You skxawng.” You comment, closing your eyes.

“Whatever happens, we’re going to make it out of here alive.”

#spider socorro #miles socorro #spider socorro x reader #miles socorro x reader #avatar the way of water #avatar the way of water spoilers #avatar the way of water x reader #avatar the way of water imagines #atwow #atwow fanfiction #atwow x reader #atwow imagines #atwow spider #avatar way of water x reader #avatar way of water imagines #pandora #avatar fanfiction #x reader #imagines #refiwrites #avatar 2009 #avatar way of water

[dumbass-tumbler-cryptid]

Guys I just read through the original Avatar way of water and I can't be normal about it and neither can you so lets get into it...

(Apologies for the bad quality btw. I was taking pictures with my phone of my tv.)

For starters Na'vi age faster than humans in the og script!

It says point blank in the script that Spider is 14

And it says this about Neteyam and Lo'ak

They're the equivalent of a 13 and 14 year old not they are 13 and 14. Coupled with the fact that in this version of the script Spider was five during the original war and he's only 14 himself in this script then if my math is mathing it's only been NINE YEARS since the og movie. In human years Neteyam and Lo'ak are 9 and 8 years old! That is crazy!

Speaking of crazy we get some interesting lessons on Na'vi anatomy

They birth chrysalis! Like mammals can be born still in their amniotic sac but a chrysalis?! Like a bug?!

and then..

Like the chrysalis just unfurls after the mother breaks tsalnu. That is so wild.

And then..

Like we already knew Kiri's "father" was eywa but a genetic clone of Grace? and we learn this in the first act of the movie?! Wild.

Also this conversation...

Like I'm shookith why👏🏽was👏🏽 this👏🏽 not👏🏽 in 👏🏽the👏🏽 movie! This seems pretty important not only for the plot i.e where Toruk is but also developing Jake as a character.

Anyway here's some little things that had me gobsmacked for better or worse.

First...

If my jaw was on the floor from the not dad i'm your commander line (after which Spider tells Lo'ak it could have been a lot worse and I'm like how?) then my jaw hit earth's core from Jake completely blaming Neteyam's death on Lo'ak. Like I know he's grieving but good god that's your son! who just watched his brother die! And you don't even know what happened! You just found them like that! Like...COME ON!

Second...

Lo'ak is really mean to Tuk. I didn't screenshot it but also there was a line from when Tuk tagged along at the beginning of the movie and Spider joked "well if she gets eaten it's not our fault." and Lo'ak said "that's what I'm saying" and as a youngest child I took that personally.

I have no commentary this was just really funny

Third

Ao'nung's name was orginally Nu'ung and I find that interesting.

Forth

I gasped. I'd get smacked if I talked to my mom like this. Like they don't seem to have a good relationship in this version because earlier Kiri calls Grace her real mom not her bio mom or even just her other mom. And Kiri also really wanted to know who her real dad is. I'm just glad they changed this angle because adoptive parents are real parents and the actual movie does a good job of showing that.

Fifth

This is right after Kiri's seizure. I think this should have been in the movie. A criticism I've heard about Jake is what a dumb move it was to call for help when Ronal was right there. This shows what a quick panicked decision that actual was and while it's still not smart it is understandable.

Sixth

Neytiri having P.T.S.D

and finally

yeah I think the only reason they cut this is because they knew we'd all be SOBBING to hard to actually pay attention to the end of the movie.

Anyway that's my general thoughts on this and I'd love to know what you think. 💙

#avatar the way of water #avatar 2 #spider socorro #miles spider socorro #miles quaritch #colonel miles quaritch #jake sully #neytiri sully #neteyam sully #lo'ak sully #tuk sully #kiri sully #grace augustine #tonowari #ronal #tsireya #aonung

[certifiedlovergirlsstuff]

a warriors love

pairing: neteyam x female omatikaya!reader

WC: 1.7K

warnings: shouting, mentions of cuts and blood. took inspiration from the recomms kidnapping the sullys in the forest.

summary: you have an argument with neteyam out of fear

A/N: lowercase on purpose, sorry if that bothers you. this was something i just word vomited in my doc. Inspired from a prompt i found off pintrest, “you can’t protect everyone” “i have to try”

does the end kinda suck... maybe but i wanted something short and kinda left off for imagination.

been in the drafts since march 12

masterlist

the quiet was eerie. everything felt too still as if time froze and you were the only one to notice the change in your environment. it was like you just lost the ability to hear anything besides your own body.

everything was so loud just moments ago. shouting of commands, the breathing in your twitching ears, the sudden onslaught of bullets and arrows raining hell upon your captive form along with the three sully children and their human companion.

your heart was pounding in your ears but your instincts kicked into gear and you kicked and bit the sky demon and ran deep into the forest with the others, hands tied in front of you and legs pushing you further into the trees.

it all stopped when you toppled into another body, one you weren’t sure of being friend or foe so you struggled in their strong grip. their arms caging you against their chest and you could feel the tears stinging against your eyes and the choked feeling growing in your throat, your screams showing your growing fear. only when you felt the barest touch along your cheek and the gentle whispers of comforting words did you stop your fighting. the tears only flowed faster.

“mawey yawne. mawey.” (calm beloved. calm)

neteyam’s soothing voice sang within your ears and deep within your brain. a hand petting your braids atop your head, even digging his fingers to feel your scalp. his other hand pressed to your back, making your chest flush with his, encasing the both of you in a reality check.

you were alive. you escaped. he saved you. his family was safe.

and all that led to now. you sitting on the floor of your small mauri, eyes focused on nothing before you with your body hunched over your crossed lap. hands mindlessly picking at skin and twisting or bending fingers, or a knee bouncing to an unknown sound only you can locate. even a small rocking motion came upon your body, it was like you were in a fixed trance.

his arms being wrapped tight around your shoulders stopped all functions. slowly you realized what was happening and sluggishly you moved your arms securely along his waist, a firm tug to pull him impossibly closer. your faces tucked into the crooks of each other's necks, deeply inhaling the other scents, feeling the movement of your chest as you breathed in and out.

“neteyam…” your lips brushed his skin, and you gave a tremble to his name. he shushed you, his nose rubbing against your pulse point. his lashes a light tickle on your neck just below your jaw. “focus on your breathing first. your heart putters like that of a hummingbird's wings.”

neteyam pulled away and you started to panic, but all he did was place a hand against your heart and he tugged one of yours to do the same, “follow my heart. listen to my breathing. calm and steady.” you closed your eyes to just focus on the thump thump thump of neteyam’s steady heart.

when you felt relatively calmer, less jumpy you peeled your closed eyes open and stared directly into neteyam’s clouded golden orbs. they looked to be shadowed by different emotions, only one you can see at the top of his emotional surface. anger.

a hand limply touched his cheek, just a ghostly sweep of your fingertips. and before you could move further or speak, fast-paced steps echoed against the cave walls and entered your mauri. kiri walked forward with a woven basket of herbs and salves but stopped short when she looked up from the floor to the two of you still seated in front of each other, neither moving away only straying your eyes to her.

“oh, uh… sa’nu and sempu (mom and dad) sent me to fix any wounds. grandmother is busy with others.” she shuffled on her feet, noting the heavy air.

neteyam stood up and walked over to his sister, taking the basket into his hands, “i shall mend her wounds. stay with tuk and lo’ak, make sure they are okay.” he gave a squeeze to her right bicep and she nodded to the both of you before walking away.

neteyam moved quietly as he worked preparing the paste that would keep any cuts from getting infected and set aside the herbs for wrapping or for swelling bruises. you just watched as he kept his head and eyes down focused, mouth pulled into a thin, tight line showing he was keeping words to himself.

“neteyam… please don’t keep thoughts to yourself. tell me what troubles your mind.” a hand resting on his knee.

his movements stilled and you thought he was about to open up, but instead he mumbled lowly, “this might sting,” and he scooped the thick yellow paste onto two fingers and slathered the medicine along a long and red cut to your forearm. you flinched in his hold, eyes shutting tight with your fingers closing into fists and your breath sucked in through your teeth.

you heard the mumbled “sorries” and felt his hold that was firm but his fingers were delicate. he moved from the cut on your bicep to a cut along your collarbone. the sting wasn’t there as he worked so you focused your attention back on him, needing to hear his voice and thoughts.

“‘teyam, please. i-i know what happened was scary, but not talking to me is worrying me more. it was not our intention to get taken hostage by the demons, they caught us off guard as we were exploring, and- and i know we… yes we went to an area that was off limits. but- but everything was cleared and when i started to get worried i told them we needed to leave and that’s when they arrived, and that’s when we had lo’ak call in.”

neteyam just worked, not stopping to look at you or speak with you, his eyes stayed on your damaged skin. it was making you frustrated. you didn’t mind his silence usually, but it was always a welcomed silence when both of you just wanted to soak up the other’s presence, this was an angered silence. he was giving you the silent treatment.

“neteyam te suli tsyeyk’itan i do not appreciate this silence. i would rather have you yell at me than ignore me as i am trying to talk to you. i know you have some words dancing on your tongue just waiting to be spewed in my face, well speak them.” you jerked away from his gentle touch and you missed it, but he was hurting your heart.

he stayed on his knees, head bowed as he stared at his hands, palms facing the sky. his braids closed off his face, his emotions that you usually could read like an open book, but now he was a clouded sky that wouldn’t let the sun shine through.

your lips trembled and eyes watered, your arms covering your stomach as a protective blanket from this vulnerability. “when i was being choked by their hand around my throat and my queue being tugged harshly, i thought i was to die in that moment. they held knives at each of us, ready to stab if we were to make any move to freedom. and- and as the night crept upon us as they waited for your sempul (father) so they could kill him along with us, i just thought of you. thought of your smile and your comforting laughter that i have to wrangle from you most of the time because you can be too stubborn for your own good. how i would miss the touch of your fingers on my skin, rubbing circles into my hips or caressing my cheeks as we gazed lovingly into each other's eyes. how there were so many words i have yet-“

“i could have lost you! you could have been killed long before we arrived to help! i would stumble upon your lifeless body! do you not know how that would completely break me apart? i wouldn’t be able to live without you, without your soothing words and quiet company. i- i would want to die right with you, even if it hurt my family…i wouldn’t- your loss would just rip my heart out of my chest and completely tear it to shreds.”

his words shrieked loud like a ikran’s cry within your eardrums. your whole body stopped moving and you stood motionless, the air stolen from your lungs and your heart forgetting its automatic beating. your arms fell from their protective hold on your stomach before your feet carried you back to neteyam, knees crouching to the ground. with a hand, you tucked it under his chin and pushed his head up to make proper eye contact and that’s when your heart completely broke in your chest.

his usual glowing irises were surrounded in a red hue from the running tears that left stains under his eyes and along his cheeks. thumbs jumped into action and swiped away the pain that this situation has caused him, you hated seeing him so stressed and worn out.

“ma ‘teyam… i hadn’t meant to put us- put you in this type of position. i never want to be the cause of pain for you and- and i know this whole problem could have been avoided if- if i was a bit stricter with lo’ak and his impulse decisions. but we must now focus on our present.” you connected your foreheads together, thumbs still running over his cheeks.

neteyam wrapped his hands around your wrist, his nose bumping into yours, “i’m supposed to protect you, protect my family and i have failed my purpose.”

“no neteyam. your sole purpose isn’t to be a protector… well actually kinda is- anyway, what- what i am trying to say is. you cannot save everyone neteyam, sometimes Eywa chooses whose life ends if it keeps the balance.”

“i have to try. i have to try and save everyone, especially my family and you. life would never be the same if any of you were to leave in a tragic way.” you pushed braids behind his ears, “and life would be dull and fruitless without you, neteyam. we must protect each other, that is our purpose.”

...

#neteyam imagine #neteyam x omaticaya!reader #neteyam x omatikaya!reader #neteyam #neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan #neteyam x reader #neteyam angst #avatar imagine #avatar x reader #james cameron avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar the way of water imagine

[mixelation]

oh yeah i wrote this last night

“No,” Shisui said, flatly. “Absolutely not.”

He still maintained his proper at ease pose, feet apart and arms folded behind his back. It was a stark contrast to his rather blatant words. 

“I recognize you have a very… strong interpersonal relationship,” Minato said carefully. “But like all our shinobi, Tori knows how to behave professionally when on missions.”

“With all due respect,” Shisui replied, “if she wasn’t a problem, you could hand her to any other captain.”

Minato’s lips thinned. He had wasted so many years believing Tori was the most personable member of Team 4, and now look what he and Kushina had allowed her to become. Now that he needed to temporarily pull a fuinjutsu master for ANBU, it was becoming clear she’d somehow ended up on the shit list of several key ANBU members. She was as bad as Itachi in terms of reputation, except she had to clout within ANBU to command respect. 

He could just put Kushina on this mission, but her personality was wildly unsuited for ANBU. Tori was theoretically a much better pick. She could be incredibly discreet when she wanted to be. 

Shisui’s dark eyes watched him, waiting for a reply. Unlike any member of Team 4, Shisui was not openly judging him for his decisions, or the fact that he’d just let Tori piss off half of ANBU and done nothing to intervene. 

“Uchiha Itachi recommended you,” Minato said finally. “He believes your skills would complement, and that despite your differences, you would be able to read each other well, despite never having run a mission together.”

He could tell Shisui was fighting hard to not react, like a good ANBU. 

“Perhaps Itachi should captain this mission then,” Shisui said finally. “They have an excellent mission record together.”

“You know I can’t assign them together,” Minato replied. 

In theory, he could, because he could do whatever he wanted as Hokage. But now that they were dating, he didn’t want to throw them together into a high-stakes mission until after they’d had some trainings on workplace romances and run a few easier missions together, if they wanted to explore that. Romantic feelings and missions could be a disaster for both the mission and the relationship. 

(Kushina would be so upset if they broke up.)

Shisui took a deep breath. 

“If you force this,” Shisui said, steely eyed, “I will consider resigning from ANBU.”

Wow, Minato thought. He hadn’t thought they’d disliked each other this much. 

“I will take your opinion into consideration,” Minato said, and then dismissed him. 

Minato distracted himself with some more mission assignments for an hour, but he inevitably came back around to the Tori problem. 

The unfortunate truth of the situation was that he did have to build an ANBU team around her, rather than carefully pull the best agents from a range of different candidates. 

The mission was a rare invitation from the Water Country Daimyo. He wanted a certain political enemy eliminated, but all three of Kiri’s own attempts to assassinate the mark had failed, because the mark had somehow turned his home into a maze of fuinjutsu barriers and traps. So the Daimyo wanted Konoha to infiltrate, kill only the mark and his two partners, and also not leave any evidence a foreign ninja had done this so he didn’t have to explain anything to the Mizukage. 

The fuuinjutsu requirement, along with baseline ANBU requirements, meant literally only Kushina and Tori could reliably do this, and Kushina was horrible at being subtle. 

Could he maybe move the mission out of ANBU and widen his pool of other teammates…? No, it really had to be ANBU. 

What if he just did the mission?

Kakashi walked into the office to find Minato with both hands in his hair, glaring at the current ANBU roster. ANBU Jaguar would be perfect for this, actually, except Tori had brought Jaguar to Book Club the time Bounty Hunter Kakuzu had inexplicably shown up. 

“Have you also been speaking to genin?” Kakashi asked, dropping a folder onto Minato’s desk. 

Minato stared up at him helplessly. That was right; he’d asked for the newest Jounin Sensei to turn in their six month report on their genin teams in a tad early so they could discuss entering them in the Chunin Exams this round. 

Team 7 must have really done a whammy on Kakashi if he was the first to turn his in. 

“ANBU is sort of like speaking to children,” Minato said, and Kakashi dropped into a seat across from him to listen to him whine. 

“Just make Itachi deal with her,” Kakashi said when Minato finished. “Or are you afraid their relationship will turn them into a vortex of toxic behavior likes of which ANBU has never seen?”

“Something like that,” Minato replied. He absently picked up a pen and jotted down a note to himself to tell them they had to do workplace romance training so he never had to deal with this again. 

Then Minato said, “I really thought Shisui was a good fit. They’re not friendly, but they’re civil at Book Club.”

“Ah, it’s because Shisui is intimately aware she’s a manipulative little monster,” Kakashi said. He settled back further in his chair and crossed his legs. “He used to get weird about having to work with Itachi too.”

Minato sighed and tapped his fingers on the desk. He should have a conversation with Tori about being more pleasant. Except if he used that wording both she and, more importantly, Kushina would yell at him about being anti-feminist because… something something women were expected to be kind and gentle where men weren’t. 

He just wanted her to not use her teammates as psych experiments… 

“Hey,” Minato said, eyeing Kakashi up and down. “Do you want a break from your genin?”

Kakashi, currently fiddling with a pen, froze. 

“It’ll only be a couple weeks,” Minato said. “I’ll stick them with someone else and tell them it’s an evaluation for candidacy to the Chunin Exam.”

Kakshi looked less than convinced. 

“I of course enjoy my cute little ninja sibling,” Kakashi said very slowly. “But only in my personal time. When there’s other people to point her at.”

Minato could force the issue and just assign Kakashi to the mission. But he was trying so hard to get people to get along on their own. That was his philosophy as Hokage. 

Of course, sometimes people just didn’t want to get along, and then he had to use other tactics. 

“I’ll get you Jiraiya’s current manuscript,” Minato offered. “And just think: it’ll be really, really funny.”

Kakashi looked more considering. 

xXx

Tori stared down at the mask on the desk. Her eyes rose, meeting MInato’s. They had a certain dewey quality to them that almost made him feel bad.

“Why would you do this to me?” Tori asked, sounding betrayed. 

“Wow,” Kakashi said, putting a hand on a hip. He was a nostalgic sight, in full ANBU uniform again. “Usually people are overjoyed to work with me.”

Tori made a face like she didn’t believe this. 

“It’s just like any other mission,” Minato assured her. “Just with a couple extra rules.”

Tori reached hesitantly for the mask.

“If you make me ANBU Songbird,” she said, turning it over in her hands, “I am going missing-nin.”

“So,” Minato said blandly, “a stricter behavior code is part of your temporary ANBU assignment–”

“Maa, it’s a Nightingale,” Kakashi interrupted, completely undermining Minato lecture on how he should technically give Tori several demerits and send her off to a psych eval for her joke. “Which I believe is a songbird. Suborder Passeri, right?”

Kakashi had definitely looked this up beforehand, specifically for this. 

“Why would you do this to me?” Tori repeated. 

“I was being sensitive,” Minato defended. “You went on for a very long time about your ancestor Nightingale, and it was available.”

Tori stared at him, clearly confused. 

“The statistician?” he tried. 

“Florence Nightingale?” Tori said, sounding mildly scandalized. “She’s not my ancestor!”

Minato could have sworn Deidara had referred to this Nightingale person as “one of Tori’s people” to explain the strange given name. Maybe he hadn’t meant she was part of Tori’s family after all…?

“No one gets to choose their own mask,” Minato said, backtracking. “I try to allow people to turn down temp ANBU assignments, but we really don’t have anyone else with the required skillset.”

Tori scowled down at the mask some more. Minato would at least hear her out, if she decided to give an actual argument for not wanting to run an ANBU mission, but she didn’t offer one up. 

“Maa, I’ll try to fill the rest of the team with people you haven’t personally harassed,” Kakashi said. “Although that’s not a long list…”

Tori held the mask up to her face experimentally, then pulled it away. 

“Do you sterilize these between uses?” she asked. 

“Yes, of course,” Minato said. “But, um, that one’s been in storage for years. I’d clean it again.”

“Don’t worry, my cute little sister,” Kakashi drawled, “I will teach you in the way of mask hygiene.”

Tori shot Minato another pained, betrayed look. 

“He means that as your captain, he’ll brief you on how this works,” Minato said. He almost reassured Tori that Kakashi really was one of their best. But she already knew that. 

Kakashi swung an arm around her shoulder and walked her out, listing tips for cleaning her mask and borrowed armor as he went. 

Minato watched them go with conflicting emotions. Kakashi and Tori… made each other behave worse, in public. It was heartwarming when he looked at them as young people he’d mentored: their mutual interests brought each other out of their shells and they enjoyed each other’s company. It was also kind of a nightmare when he thought of them as soldiers under his command. He trusted both of them to reel it in once the mission started, but Tori’s orientation would almost definitely end with more names on the list of ANBU Tori had personally harassed. 

Ah well. It would be character building for whoever they ended up harassing.

#reborn au #my writing

[zaddyneteyamlovergirl]

His Family: Part Two

Pairings: Platonic! Sully Family x Sully Daughter! Reader 

Warnings: Explicit language, Sibling fighting, SFW, Fluff, Comforting, Teasing, Jake being once again the best Father.  

A/N: Y’ALL BLEW UP THE LAST PART SO HERE'S THE SECOND PART. BEFORE THE START OF AVATAR TWOW. ENJOY ALSO SOME NETEYAM SMUT IS COMING OUT SOON SO STAY TUNED. LO’AK AND READER ARE 13!!!!

Part One: Here

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Sometimes Jake wondered if maybe he should’ve stopped after two kids. 

“LO’AK YOU FUCKER GIVE ME BACK MY COMB!” You cried out chasing your brother throughout your family home. The cheeky shit sprints around and you throw yourself in his direction causing him to fall face first into the table while a loud crack echos throughout the room. The rest of your family occupy themselves outside knowing how the two of you often butted heads but immediately stop hearing silence. 

“That’s not good.” Neteyam mumbles to Kiri who hums in ignorance continuing to help Tuk make a flower crown while your Father stands with a sigh and moves to head inside. 

“Dad it wasn’t my fault!” You immediately notice him staring at the both of you angrily as per usual and he leans forward grabbing Lo’aks chin tilting it managing to withhold a wince seeing the purple already begin to develop. 

“Lo’ak, go and see your grandmother and get patched up.” He commands and you instantly shrink hearing the roughness in his tone and Lo’ak does so without a fuss, angrily stomping out passing his other siblings and mother.

“Lo’ak!? Why do you bleed?” You hear Neteyam jab at him and know without a doubt that your twin immediately stuck his middle finger in the air. 

You go to the corner grabbing your brush angrily and sit down your arms wrapping around your legs which are pulled up to your chest whilst you continue to look out, admiring the view of rocks that had been blessed in your sight. 

Jake sighs before moving towards you and sitting down crossing his legs and staring at you with a soft sigh. 

“Babygirl, we’ve talked about you and Lo’ak fighting in the house.” You look up angrily and huff with a pout on your face. The same one you used to where whenever Jake would make you take a bath when you didnt want to when you were younger, which normally meant that he would need to make a good point to get his reasoning across. 

“Dad I don’t understand! How can you just listen to Lo’ak bully me and do nothing! You always raised me to always defend myself!” You grumble and one of Jake’s points immediately goes flying out the window. 

“Babygirl, one day your brother is gonna realise how to grow up. These experiences are going to be the reason as to what makes him a real man, and sadly they will raise you. You both are one of the same, you truly have one another. You are both different flavours of the same cookie. And one day, neither me or your mother will be here. You have to learn how to hold your own ground my love, and both you and that knucklehead of a brother of yours will be appreciative that we let you do it this way. I promise.” You don’t say anything thinking over his words and he watches you with a soft look in his eyes. He immediately grins and grabs you, throwing you into his body while he kisses all over your face and you gag trying desperately to shove his face from yours laughing and desperately trying to arch away from his hands that are now tickling at your sides. 

“Dad! Stop! I’ll pee my pants!” You cry out and he stops seeing your grin and he tucks a loose strand of hair behind your head. 

“Go talk to your brother.” He nods his head in the direction of your twin and you smile pressing a kiss to his cheek. Heading off running off you run into your mother who glares slightly at you while you duck your head and run off. She heads into her home and goes to your Father who sighs and wraps his arms around her waist digging his face in her stomach. 

“You did well ma Jake.” She praises and he grumbles pressing kisses to Neytit’s waist. 

“No more kids.” He looks at her pleadingly. She smirks knowing how he used to beg for them even after Tuk was born. 

“No more.” She states while placing a loving kiss to his forehead. 

“LO’AK!!!”

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