#lo'ak sully x you

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Just for the Night

Lo’ak x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Warnings: slight angst, one bed trope, frienemies to lovers, fluff, mutual pining, smut-ish

part two

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Lo’ak’s head swivels at the sound of your exasperated whisper. He slowly rises from his crouched position near the entrance of his family’s tent, dropping his bow with a quiet thud as his eyes flick over the dark space.

First, his gaze sweeps over your tense form, noting the way your shoulders are bunched as your hands fall to your hips pointedly. Then he glances toward whatever’s caught your attention, a low groan rumbling his chest when he realizes what’s going on.

He crosses the tent in a few quick strides, coming to an abrupt stop beside Kiri’s bed, where she and Tuk are curled tightly in each other’s arms. Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem. The two of them often end up in this position, especially on chilly nights like tonight.

But it is a problem. A big fucking problem because while your parents are away on a hunting trip, they’ve entrusted the Sully’s to watch over you. For the past several nights, you’ve been sleeping with the family, at the request of your father. He didn’t want you alone—unprotected—for that long.

“Kiri!” Lo’ak bends down, murmuring only inches from her face in an attempt to wake her.

His brow is pinched, mouth downturned in a deep frown. The muscles of his back ache from being so tense for days on end, but there’s nothing he can do to stop it. There’s nothing he can do to quell the way his body reacts to you.

He’s never been so irritated, so frustrated in his entire life. It’s not that he doesn’t like you. Usually, he tolerates you, finding it simple enough in the fleeting moments he runs into you around the village. But now, he can’t avoid you, doesn’t even get a break from your stifling presence at night.

Under normal circumstances, he settles for lingering glances when he’s sure you aren’t looking, and secret, wandering thoughts during the latest hours of eclipse. He’s always been drawn to you, finding it impossible to ignore the way his heart skips a beat at the briefest connection of your eyes with his.

You’re always close by, due to a lifelong friendship with his sister, and it wasn’t always a bad thing. When you were kids, the two of you often played together, flocking to each other like moths to a flame. But then, you all got older, and things became complicated.

Lo’ak quickly learned that the spark of heat in his lower belly whenever you got too close, accidentally brushing your skin against his, was most definitely not platonic. The realization flooded him with anxiety, uncertainty clawing at the back of his mind, catastrophic what ifs plaguing him.

He could never act on the stupid crush, that much was obvious. Because if he did, and the feelings weren’t reciprocated? It would crush him. Shatter a piece of his heart so violently he knew he’d never recover.

So, instead, he did the only thing he could think of to protect himself: push you away. Over the years, you’d gotten over the initial sting of his sudden dismissal, finding comfort in your budding friendship with Kiri.

He’s kept you at arms length ever since, barely acknowledging your existence other than to mumble the occasional terse response or sarcastic insult. As much as it pains him, carves a hole in his chest every time your lips pull into a frown because of his actions, it’s better to have your hatred than rejection.

At least that’s what he keeps telling himself.

“Kiri!” He tries again, raising a foot to kick her shoulder when she remains fast asleep.

“Are you crazy?” Your fingers curl around his bicep, tugging him back harshly before he can land the hit.

He stumbles back a step, eyes flicking up toward yours. His heart skips a beat, skin burning where you grip him firmly.

“Me? This is your fault for getting us into trouble.” He seethes lowly, willing himself to maintain eye contact when he notices the way your freckles have come to life, glittering under the low light.

He aches to trace your body with his heated gaze. Wants nothing more than to devour every inch of you while he has you this close. It’s a rare occurrence, since he typically does everything in his power to avoid this very situation.

But he doesn’t trust himself, doesn’t trust the way his body is so beholden to yours. He knows he’ll mess it up just like he does everything else.

Your jaw drops, eyes narrowing incredulously. The blame is equally his to bear, and you both know it. You’d joined his family for dinner, seeing as your parents are still gone, and the two of you couldn’t help but fall into a familiar pattern. Snapping at each other and arguing throughout the entire meal.

His father assigned you both the duty of cleaning up after everyone finished, insisting you work through your longstanding issues. Of course, it took longer than usual, as you couldn’t help but sabotage each others efforts at every turn. So now, you’re in this predicament, all because the two of you refuse to find common ground.

“I’ll just wake Tuk then.” He yanks his arm free a bit too harshly, stomach flipping when you wince, retracting your hand quickly.

“No!” You whisper pointedly, eyes narrowing.

Your gaze falls to the sleeping pair, unable to make yourself disturb them. You know they’ve had a long day, and it’s late. It wouldn’t be fair. Even though the youngest Sully is occupying your temporary sleeping spot beside your best friend, meaning the only other option is…

“Not a chance in hell.” Lo’ak growls, watching closely as your gaze shifts to his cot.

It’s the only empty bed in the tent. His parents rest together across the room, Kiri and Tuk are obviously spoken for, and Neteyam, well…color blankets your cheeks at the thought of sharing such a small space with him. He isn’t even awake to gain his permission, and you wouldn’t dare climb in beside him without asking.

“Just go home.” Lo’ak’s chin drops, narrowed eyes searing straight through you to hide the way his heart threatens to beat out of his chest.

The idea of sharing a bed with you, of your body only inches away for the entire night…fuck. It drives him insane, makes his stomach flip with something hot, something he’s suppressed for too long to acknowledge now.

“You know I can’t do that!” Your arms cross over your chest tightly, hip popping in annoyance. His eyes can’t help but drop toward the movement, hooded gaze lingering a second too long over your curves. “Your parents will freak out if I’m not here in the morning.”

He growls, tearing his eyes away as his face screws in displeasure. His lips purse, one hand rubbing down his face as he considers the options. He can’t exactly kick you out because, as you said, his parents would rip him a new one if they found out. But the idea of being so close to you makes his stomach flutter uncomfortably, heat prickling at the skin of his face and neck.

“I know you don’t like me, but one night without being an asshole won’t kill you.” Your voice drops, a twinge of sadness hidden beneath the rough hiss.

Lo’ak’s jaw grinds, hands tightening into fists as his eyes cut through the darkness, boring into yours for a long moment. His chest aches, a mix of frustration and something else, something he can’t quiet name cinching his heart. His tail curls at his back, swaying side to side as his mind races.

He hates that you think so lowly of him, the idea weighing heavily in his gut. But there’s no one to blame other than himself. He’s done this, made you believe he can’t stand you out of pure selfishness. And he’s the one who has to deal with the consequences.

“Fine.” He grunts, stalking toward his bed stiffly.

He gathers his blanket from its disheveled position over the mattress, crumpling it up before pulling it tight, creating a long barrier that he shoves in the center of the bed. You watch with a quirked brow, eyes dancing over his toned body as he crouches over the bed, hastily shuffling the material around until it's perfect.

Sharp teeth find your lower lip, chewing on the plush skin as you're momentarily mesmerized by his fluid movements. You can't deny, no matter how much it pains you, that Lo'ak Sully is attractive. He'll never know it, since he spends most of his time being a jerk to you, but everything about him makes you hot.

The low timbre of his voice, the confident sway of his shoulders when he walks...Ewya, there's no getting around the fact that the skxawng (idiot) ignites a flame of desire deep within your belly. It’s infuriating, really, the way your traitorous body responds to him against your will.

He plops down onto the edge of the woven structure, long fingers curling tightly around the bedframe. He glances up at you through his brow, golden eyes glowing with clear irritation.

“Just stay on your side.” He mutters, searing gaze lingering for a second too long before he slides into bed, laying with his back toward the makeshift wall.

“Gladly.” You can't help but roll your eyes in exasperation, a rough sigh falling from your lips as you cross the room, mirroring his position on the empty half of the bed.

Tense silence blankets the tent. Both of you lay completely still, muscles taunt with uncertainty. You've never been this close, in such an intimate situation. Warmth radiates from Lo'ak's back, a stark contrast to the frigid air that shifts in through the slight gap in the entrance.

Within seconds, a chill washes over you, making your muscles tremble. Your arms wrap around your middle, hugging tight in an attempt to hold in some body heat. But the evening breeze is constant, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake as it caresses your skin.

“Stop it.” Lo'ak barks, tail snapping against his leg in annoyance. You’re shaking the whole bed, and it makes his chest cave with annoyance. For some reason, the idea of you suffering only inches away has his stomach in knots.

“Oh, I'm sorry.” You turn slightly, glaring at him over your shoulder as you coo the sarcastic apology. “Is my freezing to death bothering you?”

“Don’t be a wuss. It's not that bad.” His spine stiffens as your shift in weight rocks the bed, the back of his neck prickling under the weight of your pointed stare.

Despite his words, a shiver runs down his spine, making his teeth chatter as cool air seeps into his skin. It’s colder than average tonight, but he's locked in place, terrified to move an inch incase his skin touches yours.

This goes on for what must be a least half an hour. Both of you are too stubborn to even consider giving in. It's turned into a silent battle, a war of wills to see who breaks first. At this point, your muscles ache from clenching so hard, but you're willing to endure it to avoid acknowledging how close Lo'ak is.

How the heat from his back penetrates the cool air, tickling against your spine with the whisper of comfort, of the warmth you so desperately crave. It's so close, only inches away. All you'd have to do is lean back a tiny bit and—

A gasp lodges in your throat as a frustrated growl pierces the thick silence, just before Lo’ak flips over roughly. The bed rumbles, a large hand gripping your hip firmly. In an instant the blanket is ripped from between you, creating a valley of space.

You clutch onto the mattress as you’re dragged across the bed, until your back is flush with Lo'ak's chest. Your eyes pop wide, the heat of his skin almost too much as it sears through the icy layer coating your body.

He’s suddenly everywhere, invading every one of your senses. His scent wafts over you, light and earthy, tickling your nose as his chin rests against the top of your head. The strength in his corded muscles makes your breath catch as they meld with yours, pressing into you firmly.

“Goddamn. You’re freezing.” Warm breath fans the skin of your neck, causing another shiver to roll down your spine.

Lo’ak trembles against you, partially from the stark contrast in temperatures, but mostly because of you. He’s hyper-aware of every movement, every quick rise and fall of your chest.

His fingers twitch against you, restraint tightening his chest as he desperately represses the need to touch you, to drag his hands over your body until you’re moaning his name. He tried, he really did, but keeping himself at arms length with you this close was near impossible.

At the end of the day, he’s only a man, and you make him weak. It was simply a matter of time, and he just couldn't take it anymore, knowing sleep would never come with your shivers shaking the bed like that. And now his heart clenches, stomach tight with remorse when he feels just how cold you are.

He's lucky enough to run hot, typically sleeping uncovered, but tonight is exceptionally bitter, to the point where even he wants to wrap up. You're rigid in his hold, every muscle in your body taunt as he settles into you. One of his arms snakes beneath your head, the other slinging loosely over your waist.

His eyes flutter as he allows himself a single moment to enjoy the newfound proximity before they pop wide, horror washing over him as he realizes what he's just done.

“What are you—” The question is a breathless whisper, heart pounding so harshly you’re sure he can feel it.

“I can’t sleep with you shaking the bed like that.” He responds curtly, voice matching the tension in his body as he stiffens against you.

He wasn't thinking, simply acting on pure instinct. Truthfully, he couldn't stand the idea of you so uncomfortable right beside him. In that moment, his heart demanded that he put his pride aside, allowing both of you what you so clearly wanted.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, a mischievous voice whispers in the back of his mind, if he let his guard down just for the night...

Despite continued internal protests, your body gradually sinks into his. Coiled muscles slowly unravel, a soft sigh falling from your lips as his heat blankets you. It penetrates the frozen shell encasing you, allowing you to relax for the first time all night.

Your shoulders shift, hips swaying side to side as you nestle closer, eyelids growing heavy as a wave of sleepiness washes over you. Finally, finally feeling a semblance of comfort for the first time that night. Lo’ak jolts when your hips writhe against him, cock jerking to life beneath his loincloth.

“Don’t do that.” He growls lowly, the sound rumbling through his chest and into your back.

His arm tightens around you, stilling your movements as he shifts his hips back, carving out space between you. A soft groan of protest falls from your lips before you can stop it. In your tired state, your body chases his warmth, pressing yourself against him again with a sway of your hips.

A sharp hiss is forced through his clenched teeth, cheeks flaming when your ass rubs along his already painfully hard cock. Fuck, he silently chastises, this can’t be happening right now.

Your brows furrow in confusion when he tenses behind you, something firm stirring against your skin. He’s so rigid, so stiff, even though he’s the one who pulled you in. It doesn’t make sense.

Suddenly, realization dawns, and your eyes pop open in surprise. Your breath hitches, heart thrumming wildly between your ribs. Your lower belly dips, warmth rising in your core.

“Lo’ak, are you...?” Your head turns, temple only a fraction of an inch away from his lips.

You’re so close, they brush along your skin with every minute movement, sending a shockwave of desire between your legs.

Tentatively, you flip over, rounded eyes peering up into his as you face him. His jaw ticks as he lays completely still, muscles taunt as his heated gaze watches your every move. Color blankets his face, skin hot as a wave of embarrassment washes over him.

You can see how much he wants you, a burning flame of arousal making his golden eyes shimmer in the low light. Ragged breaths mingle, chests heaving as you both pour every ounce of pent up longing into the tiny space between you.

Something snaps within you, and you can’t help but close the last few inches, leaning forward to connect your lips with his.

He responds eagerly, all restraint instantly forgotten. His hand leaves your waist, instead cradling your jaw as he urges you closer. A low groan rumbles his chest, heart exploding with relief that you want him too. His tongue swipes along your lower lip, and you readily open for him, allowing him to explore your mouth freely.

He swallows your gasp of surprise when he flips onto his back, free arm snaking around your waist to haul you on top of him. Your spine arches as you chase his lips, never breaking contact while your legs part, his body easily sliding between them.

You’re straddling him, knees pressed into the mattress on either side of his hips. You can’t help but grind into him, a low moan rumbling his chest in response. You’re already soaked, the rough material of your loincloth creating delicious friction against your clit as it drags along your wetness.

Lo’ak moans, cock twitching desperately beneath his loincloth. He ruts into you, kiss turning feverish. You’re both completely lost in the moment, surroundings forgotten as you devour each other.

The hand cupping your face slides downward, caressing the skin of your neck before skating over your collarbone. A chill runs down your spine, hips stuttering over his when he cups your breast, gently kneading the soft flesh. His thumb ghosts over your stiff nipple, sending a shockwave of pleasure to your dripping pussy.

His other hand grips your hip with bruising force, dragging your clothed center along his cock at a steady pace. He trembles under you, abs tensing, the muscles of his lower belly rippling, already nearing his peak. He pulls back, chest quaking and heaving as he tries to catch his breath.

“Fuck, Y/N.” His voice is rough with desire, hips snapping up into yours harshly.

A shaky moan falls from your lips just before you close the distance again. Lo’ak ruts into you roughly, desperate to feel you fall apart for him. His fingertips trail along the string of your loincloth, dipping under the material, ready to rip it off you in one fluid motion.

That is, until someone stirs across the tent.

You both freeze, mouths ripping apart, muscles instantly taunt. Your breathing stills, eyes popping wide to peer into his fearfully. He blinks up at you, ice cold air washing over him as he’s catapulted back into reality. Back into his family home, where his parents and siblings sleep only feet away.

Shit, he hisses internally, what the hell am I doing?

A chill runs down your spine, body trembling not only from the cold, but from the weight of what you were just doing, lust-fueled thoughts clearing. Lo’ak still lays beneath you, stiff as a board. Your eyes flick over him, from his raised brow, to his reddened cheeks and parted lips, all the way down to his heaving chest.

You glance to the side, head turning slightly at the sound of light footsteps against the floor. Your adjusted eyes easily find Tuk through the darkness, watching with baited breath as she pads across the room. Her arms raise in a sleepy stretch, eyes still closed, a long yawn splitting her lips as she makes her way toward her parents bed.

You’re quick to scramble off Lo’ak’s lap when she settles between them, instantly drifting back to sleep. He rises onto his elbows, still catching his breath as you push yourself from the bed. Your arms wrap around your middle as you stand awkwardly beside him for several beats.

His stomach twists, already missing your heat. But the spell of desire that consumed you both has been broken, replaced with uncertainty and a tinge of remorse. He blinks up at you, hands curling into tight fists at his hips to prevent himself from reaching out, from pulling you back to him and claiming you the way he so desperately wants to.

“I’m just gonna…” You gesture toward Kiri’s bed blindly, voice low as to not wake anyone else.

“Yeah.” He nods absently, clearing hoarseness from his throat.

With one last lingering glance, you turn on your heel, eyes pinching shut the second your face is shielded from his piercing stare. Your heart is racing, chest tight with disbelief at your own actions. With one taste of his lips on yours, you were putty in his hands. It’s shocking, and unnerving, the way your body submitted to his advances so readily.

You quickly stalk across the room, tucking into Kiri’s bed. Thankfully, your back is toward Lo’ak, concealing the tiny smile that won’t leave your face. You don’t even bother messing with her blanket, the chill from the cool night air long gone under the weight of Lo’ak’s searing touch.

It’s etched into your skin, the feeling of his firm hold, the light caress of his hard ridges against your softness…Eywa, you’re done for. One taste isn’t enough, the ache between your legs already urging you to finish what you started. As you settle into a comfortable position, fingertips drag along the skin of your lips, where they still burn from his touch.

Sleep doesn’t come easily for either of you. Unbeknownst to the other, you both lie wide awake for the majority of the night, contemplating what just happened between you. It makes your cheeks flame, equal parts embarrassment and arousal keeping drowsiness at bay.

Whether for better or worse, one thing is clear: your relationship will never be the same again.

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To say Lo’ak was pissed was an understatement, you could tell someone pissed him off just by the way he pounds into you letting you feel every inch of him as he lands smacks to your cheeks one at a time.

What got him to be so angry was the remark Ao’nung said after one of his friends brought up him, how he and you always were spending time together.

Ao’nung told his friends that you would never go for a freak like him and that he couldn’t have you even if he tried.

What he doesn’t know is he has had you from the first day he got here.

His aggression was apparent and it had you lost for words as loud moans spilled out of your mouth that could be heard by anyone who managed to walk by the area the two of you were in.

“Fuck…” you mewled as you held onto the tree in front of you as Lo’ak grips on your hips tight as he ruts into you. 

You loved it when he fucked you like this, it was something you never felt before he came to your home, you had never been handled like this and it made you grow wetter by the second earning a low chuckle from him.

“You love being treated like a slut, don’t you mamas?” He questioned, you nodded your head in response but immediately felt a smack to your ass. “Uh uh, you know better than that, use your words or m’stoppin’” 

“Y…yes I love when you treat me like your dirty whore,” you cried out not wanting him to stop his torture, his dick buried deep inside you, feeling him everywhere, hitting all the right angles that had you gasping. He focused on the way his dick disappeared in your cunt, coming out wetter each time.

“What would people say if they knew you were such a slut for me?” He queries as a smirk appears on his lips watching you try to form a sentence but all that comes out are curses and moans. 

“What would he think, hm?” His smirk gets wider. Lo’ak knew you were to be mated with Ao’nung ever since he got to the Metkayina but it didn’t matter to him since you never showed actual interest in Ao’nung like you did whenever you were around him.

You and Lo’ak have been fooling around on the low for a while now not wanting people to find out yet till you figure out a way to get out of the arrangement. 

“Does he know you love to be fucked in the open where anybody can see you?” he taunts as his ears pick up a distant sound in the forest, the biggest smirk on his face because he knows what who it was.

“Your perfect little pussy s’suckin’ me right in,” he raised his voice a bit as his hips don’t miss a beat as you feel his dick caressing your g spot repeatedly, throwing your head back as you feel your release build-up. 

Lo’ak could tell you were about to cum just by the way your cunt was clenching around his cock. “Tell me who’s pussy this, ma,” he demanded.

“Then, I’ll give you exactly what you want,” he decreasing the speed a bit to wait for your answer. Your mind was clear, unable to put together words but you were so close to cumming.

“S’all yours, Lo’ak! Please make me cum… so close…” you cried out, stickin out your tongue a bit earning a low chuckle from him as he increased the speed.

“That’s my girl, say hello to our guest,” you were confused at what he was talking about. A guest? What did he mean by that? 

Lo’ak gently grabs your chin to turn your head to the side and you blink a few times as you see Ao’nung standing there with a blank expression on his face, you can’t tell if he is angry or shocked or maybe both.

You tried to open your mouth to say something but all that came out was a moan, you were feeling too good to even come up with some type of an explanation. 

Ao’nung being there didn’t phase Lo’ak at all as he didn’t care if he caught them or not. He continued his torture on your sopping hole which he noticed got even wetter than before.

“You love being watched don’t you, my sweet girl,” he teases as you are about to nod your head but catch yourself. “Yes… m’going to cum!” you whine as your breath becomes uneven. 

“Look at him while you cum on my cock, ma. Let him see just how good I’m making you feel.”

You obeyed his orders turning to face to look at Ao’nung who now had a clear angry expression on his face, sticking your tongue out your mouth as your legs start to tremble and you paint his cock with your release and as he felt your gummy walls flutter around him, he gives you one more stroke before cumming deep inside of you, letting out a groan as you try to catch your breath.

“Fuck…” you whimpered out as your body goes slumped but he catches you, pulling you up against him, capturing your lips onto his. 

When he pulls away, a smile appears on his face as he looks at your fucked out expression on your face.

“You did good f’me, my sweet girl.” He praised as he laid small kisses on your cheeks and a smirk appeared once again on his lips as he heard Ao’nung’s footsteps running far away from them. Mission accomplished!

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A Life for A Life

Pairing: Lo'ak te Suli Tsyeyk'itan x Fem! Omaticaya! Reader

Requested?: Yes

Summary: “It can’t all be sorrow, can it? I’ve always been alone, so I don’t feel the lack. It’s all I’ve ever known. I’ve never experienced loss because I’ve never had a loved one to lose. But what is grief, if not love persevering?” - Vision, WandaVision.

Word Count: 7.8k

Warning/s: MAJOR ATWOW spoilers!! violence, swearing, angst to the max!! CHARACTER DEATH, hurt no comfort, just pain and suffering

Note: Now that I think about it, this may be my first time writing full on angst and having that certain tag in my warnings 👀 this piece absolutely broke me so I hope it breaks you too jk <3 Likes, reblogs, and feedbacks are most welcome and appreciated! Let me know your thoughts! And let me know if you want to see a comfort drabble for this!

GIF is mine!

You had understood Lo’ak when no one could.

Over the years growing up together, Lo’ak had created a soft spot for you in his heart, soon blooming into a romantic feeling that Lo’ak couldn’t shake, no matter how hard he tried.

At first, he just thought you were a good friend, a shoulder to lean on, but the more he stares at you whenever he finds himself ranting about his father again, he saw how your eyes held this certain look in them, how your ears perk every time he speaks a little louder because of his frustration.

Then he felt how long your touch lingered on him when you give him a comforting hug. It didn’t mean much to him at first, just an act of comfort, but when he soon realized his feelings for you, he almost wanted you to not pull away. He wanted to cling to you, he wanted to rest himself on you.

You were that person who could make his problems melt away just by the sound of your voice, and your gentle touches. He found it even easier to rest with you rather than being with his family, he liked to admit, but would never say it out loud.

Whilst Lo’ak delt with his feelings for you, you had also began to grow longing for him. Whenever he was out on a mission or just a hunt, you would find yourself worrying when he’ll be coming back, or even if he was going to comeback due to his share of recklessness.

You find yourself waiting, and when they do comeback, the first thing you wanted to see was him. Often, he’d come back perfectly fine, physically. Emotionally and mentally? Not so much as you could also feel the anger radiating off his father when he had disobeyed another rule of his.

You often get to witness how Lo’ak just looked down at his feet while he was getting reprimanded by his dad. Then when he dismisses them, you hurry off towards him.

This had been a routine for both of you, Neytiri almost thought that his son was dating you, surprising her by saying the two of you were just close friends, even if Neytiri could see how much untroubled Lo’ak was with you and how she could tell her son loved you just by her motherly instinct.

Then there was the time that came when Lo’ak finally had acted upon his feelings for you. It certainly took him a while, but every effort he made was worth it. It started by whenever he’s going to see you, he made sure to bring a little flower or two, surprising you. At first, he played it off, saying it was a sign of thanks. ‘For always listening to me complain and stuff’

Then soon it evolved into anklets made with little trinkets he found on the way to see you. You were beginning to get nervous when Lo’ak had started giving you these gifts, what could it possibly mean? And you, you were falling hard.

Lo’ak then had asked you to meet him after eclipse in your usual spot. You agreed, thinking Lo’ak just maybe needed a change of scenario.

Oh boy how you were wrong.

Lo’ak was almost jumpy from his nervousness as he was finally going to confess to you. He was already happy hen you agreed to meet him by eclipse, but that also meant his plan was a go.

“Lo’ak?” You softly called out. Then you heard a faint rustling before his voice replied. “Here.”

Upon hearing his voice, you’ve gotten the courage to stepf forth towards him. Looking around, your spot was much more beautiful at night as glowing vines hanged from trees, the ground glowed a soft green and purple, the leaves were being picked up by the breeze, sending glowing particles everywhere.

Then you spotted a kenten, your eyes widening with glee as you approached it, your hand reached out as you give it a small tap. It squeaked before unfurling its wings, glowing brightly and spinning away as you let out a loud laugh.

Then thanks to the glow of the kenten, it highlighted Lo’ak, who was watching you with a smile on his face.

You blush. “Hi.”

“Hey.” He responded, before beckoning you to come sit with him in the grass. “C’mere.”

Following, you sat across from him.

The silence had settled after a few minutes, the sound of nature was the only thing that can be heard, along with your occasional breathing.

Lo’ak then gulps, finally looking at you in the eyes and swallowing every bit of pride that he had as he softly grabbed your hand and held them against his bigger ones.

“The- the reason I asked you to see me here is because... I’ve like... No- shit... Okay, its because I love you (Y/N). Even if I tried, I can’t stop thinking of you. I always find myself picking up things to give to you, even if its just a little flower, and... Even if I know you deserve more than just that.”

Lo’ak could feel himself tense with the words he was saying, but he didn’t stop. “I don’t know what you did to me (Y/N),” He chuckles before heaving a deep breath “I just know I love you, not in that friend way... I love you as in I want to be with you, I want to provide for you, I want to be by your side, always. I’m actually getting ahead of myself- but I needed to say this to you. It is fine if you don’t feel the same way, I know I took too much time in saying this and I’m sounding very stupid right now because you are just staring... And-“

With a playful smack to his head, sending Lo’ak looking at you dumbfounded, stopping his declaration of love for you.

You laugh at his reaction before smiling widely as your heart pounded from hearing his words.

“You skxawng. It took you long enough.”

That’s when the long-awaited relationship finally bloomed between the two of you. Lo’ak couldn’t be any happier, well, the teasing of his family often makes him wanna smack his head on the tree but nonetheless, he was happy as his family accepted you, and your family couldn’t be any happier.

But every relationship has its ups and downs.

After a few years, the RDA was back and it has been rumoured that they were targeting Jake Sully again.

That’s when Lo’ak had faced the consequences of his actions when he went to the abandoned shack with his siblings. He found himself stood in front of you with the aftermath, with it being that they had to leave to get far away from the people, to protect them.

Tears clouded your vision, shaking your head no as Lo’ak pulled you in a hug as your tears rolled down your cheeks, placing your balled fists on his chest.

“No, I won’t have this, Lo’ak. I won’t. I don’t want to be far away from you.” You sobbed through, voice cracking in the process as Lo’ak frowned, holding you.

“We can’t. I can’t do anything about it, (Y/N). We leave tomorrow, dad had already talked to grandma about the next olo’eyktan.”

You sob harder, clinging onto him as his arms gave you a tight squeeze. Lo’ak didn’t want to leave you, but with his encounter with the avatars, it made him think that what if you were the one held captive?

But the way you were holding him it seemed like you had no plans of letting go.

He rubs your back as your cries slowly turned to sniffles.

“Lo’ak?” You ask, voice still shaky.

“Hm? What is it, baby?” Lo’ak’s voice answered.

“I’m going with you.”

Your parents were initially against the idea of you joining the Sully family, but they had soon agreed once Jake and Neytiri had promised that they would protect you and treat you as their own.

It was hard saying goodbye to your parents, but you had no choice, you didn’t want to be separated from him, not when you were miles away with no point of contact.

Lo’ak had then also secretly promised to your parents that he’d protect you, even if it had cost his life.

Then you had left Omaticaya.

During the long journey, you and Lo’ak stayed flying side by side on your ikrans, talking to each other to ease the tiredness.

Reaching the Metkayina clan, you were instantly curious as they had a huge contrast from your home, considering they were reef dwellers.

They had been surrounded by ocean; their skins were teal-green. They had bright blue eyes and tattoos that littered their body. Though you didn’t like the boys who made fun of your tails, sending them a glare your way when they had pointed out Lo’ak’s tail, and his four fingers.

Once the family had settled in, you were quickly advised by Jake to learn fast and to not be a burden. But the first few days were hard considering Ao’nung, the chief’s son, was being a total douche. He was always making fun of either one of you for not being able to learn fast.

Tsireya, now the chief’s daughter and sister of Ao’nung, was much more kinder, advising that every little progress is still progress. You’ve quickly found yourself befriending her due to your lessons together and Tsireya was more than happy to find a new friend.

Lo’ak however, was still finding difficulty with trying to follow due to Ao’nung and his gang’s teasing remarks. But he tried not to let his anger get the best of him. That seems to work considering you were always right there beside him when you were done with your lessons. That provided him with the comfort that you were still here, with him in every step of the way.

But at the end of every day, you find yourself and Lo’ak on the shore, talking to each other like you did back in the forest of Pandora.

“You did well today.” You smile, leaning against Lo’ak’s shoulder.

“Yeah? When I almost drowned?” Lo’ak joked making you laugh. “Maybe.” You teased and Lo’ak smiled, but then it was followed by a sigh. You glanced up at him “What’s wrong?”

Lo’ak looks at you before glancing back at the ocean “What if we don’t get used to this? What if I don’t get used to this? The people earlier… I saw them looking at me, at my hands… I hear them saying I’m not a true Na’vi, that I’m demon blood.”

“Hey, Lo’ak, no. You’re not what they say you are. You are Na’vi and Eywa has known it since the start. You,” You said, holding up his hand and grasping his pinky with your three fingers. “You are not a demon, you’re not demon blood. Your dad, he was, and I repeat, was once part of the Sky People, right? But look at him now, just doing what he can to protect his family, I don’t see any trace of demon blood in there. All I see is a good person doing what he thinks is right. Like you, Lo’ak. You are a good person, don’t let them make you question yourself.”

With a deep breath, you looked at him. “I see you.”

By the time you finished, you gave a light squeeze to his hand, finally intertwining it with yours as you showed him. Lo’ak’s eyes had tears threatening to spill out from them as he pursed his lips together, fighting down the lump in his throat. “Remember that Lo’ak, okay?” You say, facing the back of his hand towards your face as you give it a light kiss, looking at him. “I love you either way.”

“(Y/N).” He finally spoke, voice cracking. “Thank you. I love you. I see you.” He lets go of your hand to pull you in a side hug, wrapping his arms around your shoulder while your hand made its way around his waist. Your head perfectly rested against his shoulder as he gives you a kiss on the forehead.

You both had ended watching the eclipse in silence, holding onto each other for strength.

A few weeks had passed, and things was just starting to get good when you’ve heard that Lo’ak and Neteyam had picked a fight with Ao’nung and his gang.

Lo’ak had then explained that Ao’nung was picking on Kiri, calling her a freak. It made you frown while the sibling being spoken of was nowhere to be seen. You had been inspecting Lo’ak’s bruises since he came in the Marui with Neteyam, and Lo’ak was holding his arm.

You watched as Neteyam tried to take the blame again when Jake refused. You were about to wipe the blood from his nose when Lo’ak gently pushed you away, looking at you with a shake of his head. You then backed away, understanding.

“Go, apologize to Ao’nung.” Jake stared at his son. “What?” Lo’ak said, surprised.

“He’s the chief’s son, do you understand? I don’t care how you do it, just go. Make peace. And (Y/N), can you see where Kiri is?” Jake said to Lo’ak then to you.

You and Lo’ak stared at each other. You give him a soft glance as he sighed, nodding and walking out of the marui, then you followed outside to find where Kiri was.

Your worry began to grow when Lo’ak had not yet returned when it was almost eclipse. You finally had the nerve to go around and ask for his whereabouts, the first person you asked was Neteyam.

Walking out of your marui and onto the communal area, where you had stumbled upon a frantic-looking Neteyam. “Neteyam!” You shout over to him, and he spots you, jogging until he stopped in front of you.

“Have you seen Lo’ak?” He asked you first. Your brows furrowed, shaking your head. “I was about to ask you the same thing!”

Neteyam sighs in frustration, placing his hand on his head. “Where could that boy be.”

“I’m getting worried, Neteyam, he hasn’t returned yet.” You spoke.

Then as if on cue Ao’nung’s gang had passed, laughing their ass of as you were able to pick up on what they were saying, and it seemed like Neteyam did as well.

“I wish we stuck on more to see the look on his face!”

“Why didn’t you lead him even deeper down in the reefs, I heard there’s more scary creatures there.”

“Forest boy doesn’t even know what’s coming to him.”

Neteyam had acted first before you. He was already on Ao’nung, shoving his chest with anger evident in his features. “Where is my brother?”

Ao’nung looks at Neteyam, before he spots you taking the spot behind Neteyam, anger also evident on your face. Ao’nung smirks, shrugging. “I don’t know, maybe he’s past the reef, said he liked to go hunting with us. I guess he stayed back.” He said in a taunting voice.

Your eyes widened and you were about to make a move to fight the boy when Neteyam already did it for you, he shoves Ao’nung around, his hand immediately grabbing onto his hair, tightening his grip on it as Ao’nung grunted in pain, sudden fear overcoming him as he was held by his queue.

You hissed at Ao’nung as Neteyam held him in place. His friends were shocked before they scurried off after meeting your hiss towards them, not being the one next to be held by their queue.

Ao’nung has his hands up in surrender. Neteyam looks at you and he jerks his head towards the direction of your marui. “Let’s go.”

After a search party had been set out for Lo’ak, you and Neteyam waited in the communal area, your legs were bouncing in anxiety as torches had been lit around to make light in the dark.

Neteyam could sense your worry, he was too, but he offers you a hand on his shoulder, rubbing your back. The two of you had waited, every passing second felt like torture.

Then someone had sounded the horn.

“The boy has been found!”

Wasting no time, you stand upright with Neteyam following you as you hopped down onto the docks. The heavy weight on your chest disappearing once you see Lo’ak climbed on top.

You were about to approach him when he had that look of anger in his eyes directed at Ao’nung, he was about to launch at him when Jake had prevented him.

“He’s fine, he’s fine. It’s just a few scratches.” Jake said, making you sigh in relief as you moved forward, getting a clear view of him as Neytiri jumped down.

“I pray for the strength that I will not pluck the eyeballs out of my youngest son.” She snarled at Lo’ak, making Lo’ak shake his head, ignoring his mother.

“No, my son knows better than to take him outside the reef.” Tonowari, the olo’eyktan of the Metkayina spoke. “The blame is his.” He said, pushing his son, Ao’nung down on one knee.

You and Neteyam watch the whole scene play out.

“No, this is not Ao’nung’s fault. It was my idea.” Lo’ak then suddenly said, catching the two of you by surprise. “Ao’nung tried to talk me out of it. Really.”

After that whole ordeal was finished, you had decided to take Lo’ak to treat his wounds.

The following days had been a whirlwind of al sorts of things, good and bad. Ao’nung had finally made amends with the Sully family. You were still wary of him, but as time had passed, you also grew to like him as a friend. Now, all of you were spending the afternoon together, circled around as Lo’ak told the story of him coming across a tulkun.

“I wish I had been there. The ocean blessed you with a gift, brother.” Kiri said, smiling at Lo’ak while you sat beside him, listening.

“The tulkun have not returned yet, and- anyway, no tulkun is ever alone.” Ao’nung said, gesturing.

“Well, this one was,” Lo’ak started. “He had uh- um a missing fin. Like a stump on the left side.”

“Poor Tulkun.” You could hear Tuk say before Tsireya spoke. “Payakan. It’s Payakan.”

You tilted your head, looking at Tsireya. “Who’s Payakan?” You asked her.

Rotxo was the one to answer. “A young tulkun who went rogue. He is outcast, alone, and he has a missing fin.”

“They say he is a killer.” Tsireya told all of you.

“No.” Lo’ak muttered. “He killed Na’vi and other tulkun.” Ao’nung said, looking at Lo’ak. “Not here, but far to the south.

“No, he’s no killer.” Lo’ak looked down. “Lo’ak you are lucky to be alive.” Tsireya said.

“I’m telling you guys; he saved my life!” Lo’ak turned to you, hoping you’ll believe him as he held your hand. “He’s my friend.”

“My baby bro.” Neteyam piped up, standing behind him to place his hands on his younger brother’s shoulders. “The mighty warrior, who faced the killer tulkun, and lived to tell about it.”

Lo’ak grunted in frustration, standing up, letting go of your hand. “You guys aren’t listening.” He said, he spares one last glance at you before he was walking away.

“Lo’ak!” You called out to him, but he was already gone.

The next few days, Lo’ak had been spending more time with Payakan rather than with you, or his family. It made you miss him, of course. But there was nothing you could do as you knew Lo’ak could be quite stubborn himself. So you had busied yourself with the others, including Tsireya.

You had just reached the surface, holding onto your ilu as Tsireya smiles back at everyone. “We are here.”

You moved forward to see the absolute breath-taking view you’ve ever seen. You feel a smile creep up to your face as you breathed out “Wow.”

“This is the cove of the ancestors.” Tsireya spoke, out from the corner of your eye you could see Rotxo smiling at your reactions. “Our most sacred place.”

“Eclipse is the best time of day to be here.” Tsireya explained as you hid your face using your hand from the blinding light. Tsireya urged you all to move forward, before stopping as she extended her hand out. “This is it; this is The Spirit Tree.”

Hopping off your ilu and diving down, you were met with The Spirit Tree. Your eyes widen as you inspect it. You were beside Neteyam and Tuk while Rotxo signalled for you to attach your queue towards it. You three looked at each other, before you were grabbing onto your queue, softly placing it against the tendril.

Your mouth formed a small ‘o’ as you were overcame with the voices of their ancestors. You smiled along with Neteyam and Tuk. It truly was a beautiful thing to hear and see.

But all of that would end as the Spirit Tree begins flashing, making you look around to find Kiri’s body spasming underwater. Taking off your tsaheylu, you nudged Neteyam and pointed at her.

All of you swam towards her, both you and Neteyam grabbing a hold of either arm of hers as you swam her back up to the surface.

Neteyam lifts Kiri’s faint body on the ilu while you surround them. “Kiri!” You tried shaking her, but it was no use. “What’s wrong? What is it?!” Tuk asks, alarmed. “It was a seizure.” Neteyam answered, providing her CPR.

“Is she breathing?” Rotxo asked as you had the idea of gathering the ilu already. Once you hear Kiri’s gasp of breath, Tsireya spoke up. “Get her back to the village!”

Kiri was still unconscious and that led Jake to call on Norm and max to check upon her. It seems like Neytiri also had the same idea as she brings Ronal, the tsahik of the Metkayina towards their Marui.

You, Neteyam, and Lo’ak were stood outside, giving them room. But you couldn’t help but question Lo’ak.

“Where were you?” You asked Lo’ak as he stared at the ground. Neteyam could sense an argument coming just from the tone of your voice, he knew better than to interfere, letting you talk to his own brother as he excused himself to go inside the marui to check upon Kiri.

Lo’ak doesn’t answer. “Lo’ak.” You spoke. “Were you out looking for Payakan again?” You questioned. “I was, so what?” Lo’ak finally snapped, looking at you and standing straight, making you look up at him.

That didn’t deter you. “Lo’ak, you’re no longer spending time with us, you’re always out there!” You say, pointing towards the ocean. “You forget you have a family back here; you forget that you have me here.” You said, frowning at him. “Something worse could’ve happened to Kiri and what- you’re out there bonding with an outcast!”

You didn’t mean the words you said, and you rarely ever argued with Lo’ak. You tried to understand him, but he needed to understand you too. Lo’ak sneers at you, shaking his head “I thought you’d understand.” He said before walking off. “Lo’ak, Lo’ak!” You called out to him.

The tensions grew after a few days of not speaking to him, but Lo’ak seemed to get things together as he finally ended up apologizing to you one day as you were wrapping food. You forgave him, saying that he needed to understand where you were coming from. He realized it.

Your relationship with Lo’ak, even if it did sometimes cause arguments, it always ended up with you opening up to each other about what he or you did, or what he and you didn’t like. You were happy you got it sorted out, you didn’t want to be another thing that Lo’ak stressed about. You wanted to be there for him.

But one day, it surprised you when the horn sounded, and you could hear Tsireya’s voice. You, Lo’ak, Neteyam, and Tuk raced out the marui, wondering what was going on.

“The tulkuns have returned! Everybody! Our brothers and sisters have returned!” Tsireya waves. Then all of you stood mesmerised as groups of tulkun had entered. Your smile widened as the people raced to jump out in the water with cheers.

You gasp, looking at Lo’ak before grabbing his hand, tugging him towards the ocean. “Let’s go!”

You ended up riding on Lo’ak’s ilu behind him, an arm wrapped around him as you pointed at the many tulkun underwater. Lo’ak followed your gaze as he drove his ilu. His hand carefully placed on your thigh so you don’t fall off. He occasionally taps it to make you look where he was looking at.

You smile, seeing the Metkayina greet their brothers and sisters, making you appreciate the beauty of it all as you lay your head on Lo’ak’s shoulder. You even spot his siblings holding onto the fins of the tulkun as they swam around.

But alas, all good things must come to an end.

One day, Tsireya and the others, including you, had decided to follow Lo’ak on one of his trips to Payakan.

You swam closer until Tsireya stops you, holding onto a stem to steady yourself.

There he was, the love of your life, Lo’ak, in front of who you deemed was Payakan as you got a good glance of his stump on his fin. You watched as the tulkun, or Payakan, open his mouth widely, making you furrow your eyebrows and look at Lo’ak.

You saw him contemplating, making you question if he was really going to go in there.

He did. You watched him as he swam inside Payakan’s mouth.

The next seconds made your heart spike. Payakan closed its mouth, completely swallowing Lo’ak whole. You and Neteyam were just about to go over him when Ao’nung held you back, as with Tsireya and Neteyam. You looked at Ao’nung and he signed ‘Wait’.

You look at him, shaking your head, wanting to go but his firm hold doesn’t make you budge. You look over at Neteyam, making him shrug. You could tell he also wanted to go to his brother.

But when Lo’ak comes out from Payakan, still in one piece, it made you relieved. But then that led to Lo’ak seeing all of you.

Unfortunately, that also led to unfortunate events as the other Metkayina hunters had spotted you outside the reef. Then it led to a lecturing by Tonowari and Ronal, furthermore, having Jake hover over Lo’ak and his actions.

But that wasn’t all, you had received the news that Ronal’s spirit sister, had been hunted and left floating in the ocean. This had angered the Metkayina, now pushing them to engage in Jake’s war.

“My spirit sister, and her baby have been murdered by Sky People!” Ronal shouted.

“This war has come to us. We knew about this hunting of our tulkun people, but it was over the horizon far away!” Tonowari said. “Now it is here!”

You frowned then felt a hand on your shoulder. Looking to the side it was Lo’ak. You hugged his side as Jake’s voice intervened. “You gotta understand how the Sky People think! They don’t care about the great balance.”

That only let the Metkayina exclaim out in anger as Neteyam spoke. “Listen, listen to him!”

“The Sky people are not gonna stop. This is only the beginning. You gotta tell your tulkun to leave, you gotta tell them to go far away!” Jake explained.

“Leave?” Ronal spat back at him. “You live among us, and you learned nothing!” Her voice breaking sends you to grip a little tighter against Lo’ak.

“We will fight to protect our brothers and sisters!” A Metkayina warrior announced, earning the praise of people as they agreed. Jake shakes his head, “If you attack, if you fight, then they will destroy you! They will destroy everything that you love!” Jake shouted. You breathed out, looking back at Lo’ak to find him looking at his father.

The people wouldn’t listen as Jake began to get frustrated. He looks for something and plucks it out of Neteyam’s grip and he presents it to the people. You tilt your head, seeing a needle-like object covered in red. You stared at it. Then silence came.

“You tell the tulkun, if they are hit by one of these they’re marked for death… call for me. I’ll silence it… saving their lives, that’s all that matters, right? Saving your family.” Jake finished.

Tonowari and Ronal looked at each other before the decision has been made. “Tell the tulkun. Go.”

Everyone had scurried away, and you could feel Lo’ak slipping from your grip as he turns around. “Lo’ak!” You called out, that gathered the attention of Tsireya, Kiri, Tuk, Rotxo, Ao’nung, and Neteyam as they followed you.

“Lo’ak, what are you doing?” You asked him as he placed the saddle on his ilu. “I have to warn Payakan.”

“No, Lo’ak, you’ve got to stay here.” You said sternly at him. Lo’ak shakes his head. “He is outcast. There is nobody to warn him but me!” Lo’ak defended.

Then came the footsteps of the others, Neteyam stepping right beside you as the others watched.

“Bro, why do you always have to make things so hard?” Neteyam said. Lo’ak then glared at his brother, sneering.

“No, you mean why can’t I be the perfect son like you?! The perfect little soldier- well I’m not you!” Lo’ak shouted at him.

“Lo’ak!” You scolded, looking between him and Neteyam. Neteyam exhales, frowning at his brother.

“I’m not you! Okay? He’s my brother. I’m going!” Lo’ak said.

“No, I’m your brother.” Neteyam said, gripping Lo’ak’s arm. “Get off me!” Lo’ak said jerking his arm away from Neteyam’s grip to jump on his ilu. You gasp, “Lo’ak!”

“Go, go, let’s go, he’s going to Payakan!” Neteyam pats you on the shoulder as the others nodded. You called for your ilu before jumping and making tsaheylu.

“Come back, Lo’ak!” You begged. Lo’ak doesn’t look back as he dives in the water, speeding up. The rest of you followed as you tried to fight the heavy feeling in your heart.

Reaching Payakan, you had seen Lo’ak pulling out the same tracker that Jake held earlier. Your eyes widened as you tried helping Lo’ak pull it off. “Hurry, the ships are coming! They’re over there!”

You tried to pull but it wasn’t budging. “Call dad, go! Just go, do it!” Neteyam shouted at Lo’ak. Lo’ak follows, trying to contact his father as the four of you tried to pull the tracker out of Payakan.

“It’s getting closer!” Tsireya exclaimed as you tried pulling harder, grunting. “I know!” You said, quickly diving down underwater to grab a vine, tugging it and swimming to the surface, you hand it over to them.

“Here! Ao’nung, Neteyam!” You shout. They quickly got the idea as you tied the other end of the vine to your ilu. “Go, go, go!” Ao’nung said as you mounted your ilu, commanding it to pull as hard as it can as you scream.

“Pull! Harder!” Tsireya shouted as you tried. Then it finally gives up as it was finally removed.

You tug the vine, reaching the tracker as you held it in your hands. “Go! Go with them, I’ll hold them off!” You shout. Lo’ak looks at you with uncertainty in his eyes as the others moved quickly. “Go!” You shouted at him with a hard gaze.

He nods slowly before catching up with the others. You tried to move as farther as you can, holding the tracker in your hand as you dove in. But a shockwave near you almost dismounts you from your ilu, but you kept going. Once you had deemed it was far enough, you let go, letting it drop to the ocean floor.

Now your problem was going back to them. To Lo’ak.

Your eyes scanned everywhere for any sign of them, but you couldn’t find anything. You moved up to the surface just in time for you to see two banshees carrying a net that held Tsireya and Tuk on the inside, while Lo’ak was fighting to get them out from the outside.

“Fuck!” You exclaimed. You then had to look for Neteyam, hoping he wasn’t captured as well. Then you heard the wailing of the people arriving on their skimwings. You bit your lip, looking around. Your breathing ragged as you prepared to let your ilu move. But something appeared from beside you, making you gasp but it was only Neteyam. “Shh!” He said, placing a hand on your mouth. He then lets you go when you calmed down. “Neteyam, they- they’ve got them.” You spoke. “I know. I saw.” Neteyam sighs, thinking of a way to get his siblings back. “We try to-“ Neteyam was cut off as you saw Payakan in the distance launch himself onto the ship.

“Holy shit!” Neteyam exclaimed. You then saw a bunch of boats headed at Payakan.

“That’s us, let’s go, let’s go!” Neteyam said to you as his ilu raced to the demon ship. You follow, racing beside him.

You watched as the war waged on between the Metkayina and the Sky People. Then you saw the demon ship caught on fire as it began moving in full speed towards a rock, launching itself up in the air before landing against it, slowing down to a halt.

“Follow me, alright!?” Neteyam looks back at you. You nodded frantically as you watched him dive, tagging along as you steered your ilu underwater.

Then Neteyam charges upwards, hopping off his ilu and he climbs up towards the ship, you copied his movements, landing on the ship with a loud thud.

“Neteyam! (Y/N)!” Tuk exclaimed in joy. “(Y/N)!” Lo’ak said in surprise, looking at you. “Hey there baby brother, need some help?” Neteyam chuckles as you cut off the bands of Tsireya, then Tuk with your own dagger.

Neteyam was left with Lo’ak. “Get Tuk out of here, Reya.” You said to her, patting her back as she nods, taking Tuk’s hand before jumping in the water. You then waited for Neteyam to free Lo’ak.

“Who’s the mighty warrior, hm? Come on, say it!” Neteyam teased Lo’ak who rolled his eyes, he was now cut free. You sigh in relief as you ran to embrace him as his arms wrapped around you tightly.

Resting your head on his chest as Lo’ak kisses the crown of your head.

“Come on, let’s go you two, move!” Neteyam said, chuckling. You pulled away from the hug with a chuckle. As you were about to jump off with Neteyam, that’s when Lo’ak stopped in his tracks and goes the other way, making the two of you look at him.

“Lo’ak!” Both of you shout. He picks up a rifle on the ground, cocking it. “They’ve got Spider. We’ve gotta get him, come on.” Lo’ak said, looking at the two of you. “Come on, (Y/N)?” Lo’ak looks at you when Neteyam doesn’t respond. As far as you knew, Spider was Lo’ak’s brother too, even if he was human.

“Okay, I’ll come with you.” You said, nodding. Neteyam smacks his fist on the ground before following the two of you.

Sneaking in the ship wasn’t easy, there were a lot of humans evacuating as their urgent voices filled the ship. You, Lo’ak, and Neteyam used your skills in climbing to climb upon the metal ceilings of the ship.

Then you spot the group of humans who were escorting Spider as you silently landed on a platform, sending a signal to the two of them, pointing down. You waited until you strike.

Jumping down on the ground you stuck your dagger in one, before grabbing one and flinging him to the side on the wall as Neteyam dealt with the others. You had grabbed another one and flung them out the edge, letting them fall in the ocean. Lo’ak grabs a gun, this time as he turns around, he spots another one gaining consciousness, reaching for the gun and aiming to shoot at you.

Lo’ak had acted before he thought, finger curling around on the trigger, sending bullets flying towards the human and upwards the ceiling until he lets go, the human falling limp on the ground. You flinched at the sound, turning to see Lo’ak holding a gun and the human in front of him dead. Lo’ak stared down at the human, then at his gun.

Neteyam and Spider looked before hurrying to leave. “Let’s go.” You hold Lo’ak’s hand, grounding him for a moment as he nods, running over towards the open water.

But before you could leave, one of them had already spotted you, leading you to be pushed to the side as bullets were fired. “Go! go!” All of you huddled against a corner.

“Give me that!” Neteyam snatches the gun from Lo’ak’s hand before firing at the enemy. “Go go go!” Neteyam still fired at them while Lo’ak and Spider took the opportunity to sprint and jump in the water. Due to your sudden fear creeping up in your veins, you had lagged behind.

“(Y/N), go!” Neteyam shouted at you, but you knew better you weren’t leaving Lo’ak’s brother. You knew how much Neteyam meant to Lo’ak.

Once they had stopped firing, you grabbed Neteyam with all your might, pushing and making him jump into the water as you joined him behind as another round of bullets were fired.

Jumping in the water with them, you swam under the ship before you reached the surface outside, gasping for air. “Woah! That was insane!” Lo’ak laughed, high-fiving Spider as Neteyam laughed with them.

“You are such a skxawng, brother!” Neteyam said.

You laughed with them, seeing Tsireya approach you with her ilu out from the corner of your eye. “Come on.”

“(Y/N), let’s go!” Lo’ak looked at you with a smile while Spider and Neteyam grabbed onto the ilu.

You still held a wide smile, until it quickly faded.

A sharp searing pain suddenly burrowed its way into your chest, crawling all over your torso like you were on fire from the inside. Your brows furrowed as you gasp, hand reaching over to your chest, the pressure of your finger touching the wound only adding more fuel to the fire inside of you. “Huh...” You breathed out. Tsireya, Spider, and Neteyam look over to you as what happened finally registered in Lo’ak’s brain as he saw your expression drop.

You were shot.

“Shit!” He exclaimed as he pulls you close towards him, with Neteyam helping out. You could feel them helping you up, but the burning sensation was still there as you didn’t know what was happening. “Keep her up, keep her up!” Lo’ak shouted as you felt yourself being submerged under water then you were raised up to the surface. You glanced up and was met with the ilu as you wrapped your arm around it. You were then finally hoisted upon the ilu, you figured.

You gasped again, feeling the air hit you. “Hold her up!” Lo’ak said as Neteyam pulled you up against him as your head hung low as you tried to focus on breathing. You wanted to breathe, but why was it so painful? You looked up, your vision slowly spinning. Lo’ak goes in front of you, manoeuvring the ilu.

“I got you; I got you, alright (Y/N)?” Lo’ak said, trying to find a shore he can land you on. You held your hand against your chest, retracting to find blood covering your whole palm. Your blood. You furrowed your eyebrows. You didn’t know what was happening around you and Lo’ak could only try so hard not to panic. The love of his life had just got shot. You had just got shot.

“Dad! Dad! Help! It’s (Y/N)!” Lo’ak screamed at his father. Jake hurried over as Neteyam carefully held you with Lo’ak. “It’s (Y/N), she’s hurt. Dad-“ Lo’ak explained.

You gasped and gasped, coughing as more blood seeped out from your wound. Then you found yourself being laid down, somewhere. You didn’t know. You looked to the side and saw Lo’ak.

“Lo’ak…” You gasped out. “(Y/N), (Y/N) stay still alright? We’ve got you, I’m here.” Lo’ak looked panic-stricken, Neteyam looked at his brother when Jake turned you to your side, then both Jake and Neteyam’s eyes spot the continuous blood leaking down from the exit wound on your back as you coughed out.

Jake turns you back, a knowing look on his face as he and Neteyam glanced at each other. Jake then looks at his youngest son. “Pressure, pressure! Keep pressure on it!” Jake said, placing Lo’ak’s hand on your gunshot wound. Jake seeing you in this state felt like he was losing a child of his own as your young eyes glanced everywhere.

Lo’ak pressed his hands further down your chest, making you scream out, but all that came out was sharp gasps as you tried to pry his hands away, it was too painful. You couldn’t take it. “N- No, s-stop. Stop it- p-please.” You gasp out. “No, no (Y/N). We have to keep this on here, alright, kid? Yeah? Stay with us.” Jake said. Lo’ak’s heart pounded in his chest and in his ears. It was deafening as he looks at you.

Neytiri then arrives, seeing the scene in front of her makes her rush towards you. “(Y/N)…(Y/N)!” Neytiri shouted. Neteyam looks at his mother then at you. “She- she’s been shot.” Neteyam explained.

Your chest heaved with every pressure Lo’ak kept on you, you were gripping onto his arm with the strength you have left, but it feels like every ounce of your energy was being pulled out of you.

Lo’ak’s other hand goes up to your cheek as he gulps down the lump in his throat. “(Y/N), look at me… look at me, please.” Lo’ak begged and you followed him, looking at him, your mouth agape as you still tried to catch your breath. “I- I-“ You gasp, frowning as the pain was beginning to become unbearable.

You glanced around to find yourself surrounded by the Sully family, including Tsireya, who was sobbing.

“Lo’ak, I- I don’t know what’s happening… what’s happening?” You asked urgently, tears rolling down the side of your face as you are looking around you, soon training your eyes on Lo’ak.

“W-w- what’s happening, Lo’ak?”

“Hey, hey, you’re fine, we’re going to get you some help, baby, okay? Stay with me, please, just- just keep your eyes open for me, don’t sleep, don’t sleep.” Lo’ak said, stroking your cheek. Neteyam rubbed at your arm as your chest rose and fell rapidly.

You nodded, trying to keep your eyes open for Lo’ak. For him. You could make it, for him. You were going to make it for him. You will try.

You gasp, forcing a smile your face as you reached your hand up to Lo’ak’s cheek, him instinctively leaning into your touch, Neteyam’s hands replacing the pressure on your chest as Lo’ak held your hand in his as he finally sobbed, voice breaking.

“Lo’ak..look- look at me.” You gasp out loud. Lo’ak shakes his head no. “No, no…” Lo’ak closes his eyes, afraid to open them to find you laying there, with your blood coating his hands. You look at the others, who were trying their best to keep you alive, then back at Lo’ak as you feared you were running out of the energy you had left. “Look at me..” You managed to speak calmly, finally making Lo’ak look at you, rubbing his eyes so he could see you clearly.

“G-good person, okay?” You start, your hands moving to his hands to grasp his pinky. “You are a good person… d-don’t forget.” You smile at him through blurred vision. You then coughed, still trying to catch your breath as you could taste your blood accumulating in your throat, making your words gargled. You push through as blood seeped out from the corner of your mouth due to you facing him. Then with the last bit of energy you had left, you spoke your last words as you had finally made peace with what was about to happen.

“I-I see you, Lo’ak.”

Lo’ak’s heart drops as your hand fell limp on his, your eyes who stared back at him slowly became distant as the life had been drained from you along with your smile. Lo’ak then had a blank look on his face as he started to shake his head, using his hands to cup your cheeks, wiping the blood away on your lip using his thumb.

“No... Hey.. (Y/N)… don’t do this to me (Y/N)… (Y/N)! Don’t do this to me, come on please, hey.” Lo’ak shouted, now trying to shake you awake as your hand fell limp beside you. “No no, wake up, wake up, wake up.” Lo’ak said, trying to shake you awake again before grabbing your hand and placing it against his chest.

“Wake up.” He whispers, squeezing your hand, yet you didn’t squeeze back. Jake stared at you, then at his son as his heart felt like it was being torn apart. Neytiri had stared before she cried out a scream of agony, clinging against Jake.

Neteyam looked at your lifeless form. He slowly retrieved his hands from your chest, looking at them, palms smeared with your blood. He frowns, dropping and leaning against his dad as he allowed himself to silently cry for you. Tsireya shakes her head, holding onto your legs, trying to shake them, hoping that you would still respond as sobs wracked her body. Spider stared at you, gulping as his tears still came out, feeling sorry for his brother.

Lo’ak looks up at the sky, almost wanting to curse every being that took you from him. You didn’t deserve this. Lo’ak fights with himself to look at you once more. His eyes meeting your face, pale and blank. Lo’ak shakes his head, leaning his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. It’s all my fault, I’m sorry. I’m so-“ Sobs were ripped out from him as he cried onto you, lifting your limp body up his arms as he hugged you. All he felt was your lifeless form, as he was taken back to the times you’d respond with hugging him back.

Lo’ak swallows down another lump down his throat as he shakily presses a kiss towards your forehead.

He had lost you, his life. The one who truly understood him. The one who eased his worry and pain ever since he could remember, now being the one who caused it tenfold. He wanted to scream, he wanted to go berserk.

Lo’ak still hugged your lifeless body against his, forehead leaned against your cheek as he muttered apologies.

“I’m sorry.”

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[simpforboys]

Avatar Request

Hi can I request lo’ak, where he tries to impress reader but he’s just keeps embarrassing himself. He goes to his dad for advice and just makes a fool out of himself till Neytiri comes to his rescue.

mother knows best

lo’ak sully x fem!metkayina!reader

summary: lo’ak tries so hard to gain your attention, little does he know all he needs is his mother’s advice

warnings: fluff, lo’ak pinning, maybe slight angst if you squint? lo’ak has no game

this wasn’t specific so i made reader metkayina bc i feel like it fits since yk, also probably ooc lo’ak but it’s fine

lo’ak just couldn’t help himself but be attracted to you.

your curly hair, gorgeous aqua eyes, and bright smile caused him to blush and beam.

but when tonowari asked you to help teach the sully children the metkayina ways, lo’ak was sure he was going to be with you.

it might just take awhile.

“y/n!” lo’ak calls after you. carrying a pile of fishnets to drop off to the fishermen, your ears perked up from your name.

“good morning, lo’ak.” you nodded to the boy.

“do you need any help carrying all those nets?” he asked you, a hopeful look on his face.

“why, do you believe i am not strong enough?” you teased.

“no! no that’s not what i was implying-“

lo’ak’s face blushed red as his ears fell, tail swaying behind his legs.

“relax, skxawng (idiot). i’m only joking. but if you’re offering, you can grab those buckets.” you nodded your head towards the pile of wood.

lo’ak nodded, grabbing the boxes as he began to walk with you.

“let me show you how us omatikaya hold things…” lo’ak joked, grabbing the crate with one arm and holding it over his shoulder.

“impressive. metkayinas can do that when they are three.” you winked, seeing as lo’ak tripped over a rock and dropped the crate on the floor.

lo’ak’s ears fell as you laughed, hiding your smile behind your hand. his face grew hot as some surrounding metkayinas snickered.

there were multiple instances where lo’ak would try to show off, the deed going wrong and causing lo’ak to embarrass himself.

“dad,” lo’ak approached where his father was sharpening some knives.

“what’s up?” jake asked, pausing the action to pay attention to his son. lo’ak appreciated it- the one time his father might give him real advice.

“there is this… uh… girl. and i want to impress her, but every time i do- i just make it awkward or embarrass myself.”

jake smiled at his youngest son.

“what i did with your mother was try to learn her ways. make her laugh, take what she does seriously, and just be around her. maybe ask her help you with the sign language. compliment her, make her feel special.”

lo’ak nodded at his father, a smile on his face. “thank you.”

little did the duo know, neytiri stood away with perked up ears listening to what her mate was telling her son.

the next day she watched lo’ak approach you while you were resting on the sand.

he sat across from you, accidentally splashing water into your eyes.

she swore to eywa, believing how much her son was like jake.

“i’m so sorry-“

“lo’ak, it is alright. we have two eyelids for that reason.” you sat up, blinking to show him your second eyelid and the late reaction it had.

“it’s like an alligator- an animal my father would tell stories about. how they attack sky people and other animals for venturing too close to their territory.”

you looked at the boy, confused. neytiri rolled her eyes, face palming herself.

“sorry.”

lo’ak was mentally cursing himself. a deep blush made your teal cheeks have hints of pink, and lo'ak swore he wanted to crawl into the sand and die at that very moment.

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a few days later, lo'ak sat across from you as you taught him sign language.

"dive, swim, follow," you demonstrated every word with a hand motion, the teen following intently.

lo'ak copied your movement, his eyes watching you like a hawk as you continued to teach.

"now, you try." you nodded towards lo'ak to begin.

he was nervous, taking his hands and trying to remember the ten words you just taught him within a minute. with you, it was learn fast or get left behind, and it intimidated lo'ak.

"dive, swim, follow..." lo'ak had messed up. his ears fell flat in embarrassment, your eyes glowing with a glimmer of something he couldn't quite tell.

"well... you are learning something, at least." you shrugged, pushing your hair off of your shoulder and behind your back. lo'ak hated that you made him so nervous, made him feel like a fool.

he could tell you were slightly annoyed.

"i have to go tend to my siblings. we will catch up later, yeah?" you excused yourself from the boy. lo'ak watched with sad eyes as you left, his head hung low as he sat on the sand alone.

"get up, maitan (my son)." neytiri grabbed her son's forearm from the side, nearly frightening the poor boy.

her tone was harsh as she looked at her son with wide eyes.

"it shocks me that you did not pick up flirtatious banter from your father."

lo'ak furrowed his brows as he stared up at his mother.

"mama-"

"let me help you. while i love your father, he is like a baby sometimes."

neytiri began walking away while lo'ak stood in the same spot on the sand, dumbfounded at his mother.

"come." she barked.

"while girls like being complimented, having boys to spend time with, and whatever else your father told you, it is the average. that is not going to stand out to y/n. you need to do something special, something that shows her that you care."

it was almost as if a lightbulb went off in lo'ak's head.

"thank you, mama." lo'ak bowed to his mother, a beaming smile on his face as he ran off to begin organizing.

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later that night, you woke to lo'ak shaking you awake gently.

"come, i have to show you something."

you wiped the sleep away from your eyes, your mind too hazy to realize what he said until you were outside of your pod.

you looked to where a woven blanket was placed on the sand, a breakfast meal arranged gently in the middle. the sun was about to rise, the moon beginning to move past it on eclipse.

"what is this?" you asked curiously, a yawn escaping your lips.

lo'ak would be lying if he were to say he wasn't terrified.

"i figured we could watch the sunrise." lo'ak was absentmindedly playing with his hands. you noticed his nervously, a small grin tugging on the end of your lips.

you sat down, beckoning him to join you. lo'ak let out a sigh of relief as he sat next to you, picking up a berry and eating it. you followed suit, the juice of the fruit exploding into your mouth.

pink, orange, yellow, and red erupted over awa'atlu as eclipse began to undo. you watched the sight intently, never purposefully watching the sight.

but eywa, it was beautiful.

the animals went back to life, the clear reef showcasing each one and their uniqueness. you were in awe, a subtly glow on your face.

"this is beautiful, lo'ak." your big grin made lo'ak's heart flutter. he ducked his head down, almost scared to meet your gaze.

you unknowingly put your hand on top of his, too lost in the scene to notice or care. but lo'ak noticed, and he very much cared.

you looked absolutely stunning under the lighting. it was refreshing to see you so happy, normally being so overwhelmed with clan business.

still tired, you put your head on lo'ak's shoulder. his heartbeat was beating rapidly. and before he knew it, you had begun to gently doze off onto him.

lo'ak grinned, rubbing your bicep gently as he laid back on the sand. your head moved to rest on his chest as you curled into him.

"i see you, y/n," lo'ak whispered. even if you didn't hear it, he just needed you to know.

however, you did hear it. the adjusting had woken you up to barely any consciousness.

"i see you too, lo'ak."

lo'ak pressed a kiss to your head, his heart doing leaps in his chest as he began to doze off with a smile on his face.

neytiri had woken up that morning to the sight of you sleeping on her son, beaming proudly at her son.

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tags: @mayhemories @useryourbut

sorry if this was bad or too short, i still think it's cute tho :)

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[moonpetrichors-blog]

hi hii, hope you’re having a great day/night! i have another idea for a request 🕺so you remember after payakan saved lo’ak and lo’ak went to tell the others and nobody really believed him? i was thinking that the reader could’ve been the only one to believe him so he took them to meet payakan and seeing how fascinated the reader was with payakan made lo’ak fall in love or something idk shsjshsb

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Believe in Me

Tags: Lo’ak x Metkayina!Reader, Oneshot, Gn!Reader, Fluff, Power of Trust, They Fell First But He Fell Harder

Warnings: Word Cockblocker is Used (Not Sexually, But I Couldn’t Find a More Innocent Term)

When Lo’ak told the story of how he was saved to the others, none of them believed him. They told him to stay away, that Payakan is a killer, and he should do best to avoid him. You believed in him though, and who is Lo’ak to do what others tell him to?

THIS IDEA IS SO CUTE 😭😭 I love ur Lo’ak requests lol they’re keeping me alive rn 👊👊 I had sm fun writing this!!

When they start swimming underwater, listen to Ice Dance by Danny Elfman for a more immersive experience.

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“He saved me, he really did!”

As Lo'ak recounted his story, the young Na'vi were huddled in a circle. Rotxo and Aonung exchanged glances; everyone appeared concerned about him. Payakan was a murderer, and Lo'ak was merely extraordinarily fortunate to be alive.

“Kiri, you believe me, right?”

She remained silent and averted her gaze away from his. “They know this place better than we do.”

Tsireya shook her head. “Lo’ak, please don’t go looking for Payakan. You’ll be killed!”

“Fine, don’t believe me! I know what I saw!” Lo'ak abruptly rose up, preparing to storm away from the group.

You seized his forearm to keep him from fleeing. Lo'ak reached behind his shoulder to yank his arm away from you; he didn’t need to hear he was crazy from you, too. Before he could tear his arm away, he stiffened in place as you spoke.

“I believe you.”

Everyone turned to gawk at you, some with their jaws gaping, others silently snickering. You knew full well the story of Payakan, so why were you supporting this? You withdrew your arm and smiled warmly at Lo’ak. His head hung low, concealing the grin upon his lips. Aonung murmured to Rotxo about how you have a crush, and you shot him a death stare. Aonung stopped his teasing, but Lo'ak didn't seem to notice.

“Y/N, why would you believe him? You shouldn’t encourage it!”

You gave Tsireya a frown. “And what if he’s telling the truth?”

Everyone was deafeningly hushed as you argued against her. You scoffed at them all when they had nothing left to say, and walked away accompanied by Lo'ak. He thanked you quietly for trusting him.

To be truthful, you'd heard the tales about how dangerous Payakan was. You grew up with these people, after all. Although you believed in Lo'ak, you had your reservations; deep down, you knew the main reason why you wanted to trust his words was because you'd been admiring him since he first arrived in your village. You were just too timid to approach Lo’ak, so can anyone fault you for using this as an opportunity?

“Y/N, come with me. I’ll introduce you to Payakan.”

You smiled. “I’d love that.”

...

“This way, I know Payakan is around here!”

Lo'ak clasped your hand in his and guided you to the water. You might have been second-guessing your judgment at this point; you claimed you believed in him, but what if Payakan was a tulkun with exceptional manipulation abilities? Is that even feasible?

You dove into the water and began swimming after Lo'ak as he went further out into the ocean, putting your daydreaming to a halt. Once you had reached decently open waters beyond the reef, Lo'ak called for Payakan. You were nervous about what lay ahead of you, but you were also intrigued.

After what seemed like a few minutes of silence, you laid a hand on Lo'ak's shoulder.

“I don’t think he’s--”

With a yelp, you were cut off as something elevated your body above the surface of the water; a gigantic fin. You clutched it for support, and Lo'ak immediately swam besides your knees so you could rest a palm on his shoulder. He chuckled, and you swirled your feet in the water after the tulkun plateaued. Payakan whistled, and his genial nature enthralled you.

You cocked your head towards Lo'ak, a playful smirk on your lips. “Can we swim with him?”

Lo'ak concurred, beaming from ear to ear. You intertwined your fingers with his, your other hand gripping Payakan as he plunged underwater. You tried not to tumble off as the sheer force of the act caused you to hover above his fin, but Lo'ak was there to hold you in position.

You shifted into a horizontal position once you were settled in the water to enable you to swim comfortably. Lo'ak hooked his fist above yours on the edge of Payakan's fin, keeping your fingers entwined, so that you could swim in tandem with one another. The action made you flush, and you were grateful that the water obscured his vision somewhat.

Lo'ak was captivated by you as you glided across the expansive aquatic panorama. Although he had swum beyond the reef before, he had never witnessed it like this, with you at his side, giggling besides him as if it were nobody's business. It was in this snapshot of time that he saw you as vividly as ever; amongst the pulsing rhythm of the sea, his heartbeat drummed in his ears at the sight of you, realizing that the reason you appeared so delighted was because of him.

He captured a mental image of you and preserved it as a memory that only he would behold. Just for him, no one else.

With his hands, he signed ‘you’re pretty’.

God, he must be insane, he thinks. Your body froze as you registered what he had signed, and before you could react, Payakan sped through the water, nearly knocking you off your feet. In a frenzy, Lo'ak draped an arm across your back, clutching your arm to secure you against him. You could feel the hammering of his heartbeat against you, being so near to his chest.

Taking a peek at his panicked expression, you realized you could see a lot from this viewpoint. You noted the curvature of his lips, the slant of his nose, and the acuteness of his jawline, for instance. You subconsciously leant towards his face, entranced by his features.

Lo'ak inclined his head to peer at you, curious as to what you were doing. He was taken aback by your unexpected closeness and immediately felt bashful. Were you planning on kissing him? He'd never kissed anyone before!

Before you closed the distance between you both, you immediately turned your head away from him, snickering to yourself as he nearly took the bait. When you looked over your shoulder, Lo’ak appeared stunned. Before you could sign that his expression looked like a turtapede, he grabbed you by the cheeks (gently, of course), and captured your lips in a longing kiss. Immediately, Payakan soughed, and threw Lo’ak off his fin.

You slapped your palm over your mouth, startled and amused, as he swam after you and Payakan. The tulkun surged to the surface of the ocean, and Lo'ak bobbed out of the saltwater, shaking the brine from out his braids. You turned to sit upright, and held something akin to mirth in your gaze as you grasped your abdomen in a fit of laughter. Lo'ak shot a mischievous sneer in Payakan's direction, huffing as he rolled his eyes. Cockblocker.

“Well, he’s definitely a killer, alright!”

He groaned in embarrassment. “More like you. If I died, it’d be your fault.”

Although his sentence appeared stern and somber, the crinkle of his eyes and curl of his lips conveyed a different narrative, betraying the meaning of his words. How had he not previously fallen in love with you? Maybe the feeling was always there, lying torpid like a dormant volcano, suddenly stirred awake by you.

“Oh? I’m the death of you?”

‘You don’t even know,’ is all he could think.

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[maverickbabes]

Can't Handle It Baby?

Can't Handle It Baby?

Aged!Up!Lo'ak Sully x female!navi!reader!

Lo'ak and Reader are both 20

Warnings: Soft!dom!Lo'ak, daddy kink, oral fem receiving, teasing, squirting, cussing, praising, use of nickname "pretty girl" "ma girl" "princess", fluff and cute funny ending

Summary: Y/n told Lo'ak that he has no game and can't make a girl cum. Lo'ak decides to prove her wrong ;)

Y/n back arches as she tries to close her legs but Lo'ak groans against her heat as he trails his hands softly up her thighs leaving goosebumps in his wake. She feels his hands grip her thighs before pushing them apart and holding them down as he teasingly bites her bud, grazing his fangs against it.

"Hm can't handle it baby?" Lo'ak hums against her heat and y/n whimpers in pleasure as she tries to lift her hips up but Lo'ak plants them firmly on the hammock. "You look so fucking beautiful like this ma girl. All spread out for daddy with your hair all messed up and your legs trembling just for me" He praises as he raises himself up and hovers over her, enjoying how her dark blue skin glowed and her amber eyes blown wide with pleasure.

Y/n closes her eyes but Lo'ak is quick to grab her chin squeezing it gently, getting her to open her eyes once more. "No closing your eyes pretty girl, I want you to look at me" He says tilting his head which makes his braids fall over his eyes. She reaches up a shaky hand and plays with the fallen braids then resting her hand against his face.

She pulls him downward and crashes her lips against his and wraps her legs around him, catching him by surprise. He moans into her mouth and juts his cock against her heat, breaking the kiss as he begins biting at her flesh while his other hand trialed up and grabs some of her braids.

In one swift motion Lo'ak was on his back looking up at y/n who was straddling his lap and looking down back at him while biting her bottom lip. She leans down and kisses his neck grazing her fangs against it, earning a groan from Lo'ak as his hands squeeze her hips before fiddling with the beads that rested against the waist of her loincloth.

"Can't handle it baby?" She mocks leaving a trail of love bites and marks from his neck and down his chest. Y/n looks up at him innocently before moving her hand under his loincloth and grabs his cock, pumping him slowly. "Don't tease me pretty girl, you know better" He moans taking a fistful of y/n braids again and pulling her up.

Lo'ak flips them over once more and hovers above y/n's small frame as he thrusts himself into her, instantly bottoming out. "Fuck!" Y/n moans as she arches her back and tries to grab at Lo'ak but he grabs her wrists and pin them above her head. "Going somewhere pretty girl?" Lo'ak teases as he slows his thrusts causing y/n eyes to roll in the back of her head while letting out small whimpers and whines.

"You feel so good ma girl so fucking good" he moans quietly as he grabs her thigh and lifts her leg up to his shoulder, going even deeper with his slow thrusts. "OH FUCK RIGHT THERE LO'AK" Y/n screams as she squeezes around his cock, practically sucking him into her and holding a vase grip on him. "That's not my fucking name" He growls as he moves his hips in a tauntingly slow pace driving y/n mad.

"Mm... Lo'ak pl..p-please" She stutters out and Lo'ak grabs her chin forcing her to look at him. "Not. My. Fucking. Name" He says each word with his hard and fast thrusts. "Daddy Daddy please I'm mm so close I erm hmm" y/n rambles out as he smirks in satisfaction as he releases her wrists and grabs her hips.

"That's a good girl, cum for me princess let me see how good I make you feel" He praises pounding into her relentlessly and y/n lets out a sound mix between a moan and a whine as she comes undone, him climaxing seconds later. Y/n passes out from the amount of pleasure coursing through her veins, unknowingly squirting in the process.

Lo'ak groans as he looks down and sees her juices covering his chest, some droplets running down to his v-line. "Baby hey baby wake up" He says, a hint of concern in his voice as he shakes y/n gently and she slowly opens her eyes looking up at him. "You squirted baby" He says, pride all over his face and y/n looks at his chest in disbelief, seeing her juices running down his chest.

"Holy fuck" She says embarrassed and covers her face with her hands as Lo'ak chuckles from above her. "Aw baby it's okay, it's good actually cause that means I made you feel amazing" He reassures and gently moves her hands away from her face, kissing her passionately. Y/n breaks the kiss and grabs his face, caressing his cheeks softly.

"You sure it's fine?" She asks embarrassingly and Lo'ak places his hands on hers and smiles. "Yes I'm positive baby" He assures before wrapping his arms around her, lifting her into his lap. "At least I fucked you dumb" He jokes cheekily while smiling proudly.

Y/n slaps his shoulder "Lo'ak!" she says with utter shock and he lets out a hearty laugh before tackling her to the hammock once more.

"Round two ma girl" Lo'ak says as he lays on her

"No!" Y/n giggles before letting out a shriek while her mate tackled her to the hammock before laying on top of her

#lo'ak imagine #lo'ak x reader #lo'ak avatar #lo'ak sully #lo'ak sully x reader #lo'ak smut #lo'ak sully x you #lo'ak sully fluff #lo'ak fanfiction #lo'ak sully smut #avatar fanfiction #avatar jake sully #avatar smut #loak sully #avatar loak #loak smut #loak sully smut #atwow loak #loak x you #avatar #avatar way of water

[pandorasfavorite]

Just a girl

Summary: the sully boys protect you because you are the eldest daughter and the most sought out.

Notes: it's a fem reader because I based this on the song Just a Girl by Gwen Stefani.

They would do anything to keep their family's women safe and comfortable. Jake raised the boys to protect their family, specifically their eldest sister. Jake by himself was enough protection for a while but eventually, the boys grew into wanting to protect their family too. When you turned 17 the overprotectiveness was suffocating in a way, not a single Metikyan man approached you. Not because they didn't find you beautiful or capable of being a mate, it was just your family, and no 'girl' was worth a broken nose. When they did approach you Neteyam, Lo'ak, or Jake was looming over you intimidating the boys.

Your Pov:

I'm so tired. So tired of Neteyam. I'm tired of Lo'ak. I'm sick and tired of Dad encouraging them. I have completed my rite of passage here with the people of the reef. I am deemed an adult, and my brothers need to move on and stop worrying. Several men in my life have sought me out, yet they are always scared away. Im just a girl. I'm just a little girl to my father and YOUNGER BROTHERS. It's going to stop eventually I will make it stop. They will stop treating me like a little clueless girl. I won't be dragged away from a potential mate any longer so when he meets me I will fix this. I asked Aonung to help me out, yet he only agreed to anger Lo'ak which will happen. I see him walk across the sand straight toward me with his cheeky grin. Lo'ak and Neteyam are following behind him confused as to why Aonung insisted they walked with him.

I break out into a run grinning about to start the plan, I crash straight into Aonungs chest wrapping my arms around his torso. He picks me up and spins me around laughing a little before kissing the top of my head. Aonung puts me back down in front of him while asking the biggest question: "Are they mad?". I put each hand on one side of his face and lean in closer than friendly and reply: "They're pissed". He smiles brighter than I've ever seen but gets pulled back by the shoulder by one of the boys. Neteyam was absolutely baffled he knew people found interest in his sister but to touch her was something he wasn't prepared for. So I'm guessing he called Dad. Aonung shrugs off what seems to be Lo'ak not shifting away from my gaze until I ask him to. I lean up towards Aonung and whisper for him to leave so he doesn't have to see the situation. He looks at me worriedly wanting more affirmation but I just nod. He walks away ignoring Lo'aks pestering for the first time ever.

Dad strides up to me with Neteyam and Lo'ak standing by his side. "What did I tell you, girl? Shit like that is too dangerous", Dad said for the millionth time. I scoff disrespecting my father, "Don't you think I know exactly where I stand?" I say glancing at each of them. Dad scrunched his face a little taken aback, "We don't think you do y/n". Neteyam chimes in always trying to be the peacemaker, "We just want you to be safe". I huff out a quick exhale and my volume builds up with my words, "This world is forcing me to hold your hand". "You aren't holding our hand don't say that", Lo'ak says not wanting to come to his senses just yet. "I'm just a girl right?! Little old me! Well, guys don't let me out of your sight!", I yell at them harsher than I ever have. It feels good to finally be in charge of myself.

The men don't dare to move another inch, I never yell they are most likely in shock. That won't stop me, not today. "Guess I'm some kind of freak. 'Cause they all sit and stare with their eyes. I'm just a girl", they all tense when I call myself a freak. They have always done that hearing me talk bad about myself, and they visibly are uncomfortable with the fact that people stare at me. "You are not just a girl to us. You are family we are meant to protect you from this world", Dad doesn't get it all. "I've had it up to here Dad. There are many reasons for me to run and hide, I know that. I've experienced them but you will not treat me like a little girl any longer", Dad sighs heavily looking at his two sons for help that they cant provide. "Baby girl look--", I cut him off quickly almost talking to myself "I'm just a girl. I'm just a girl in the world". I hear him start talking again and I shake my head No vigorously, "That's all that you'll let me be! ". Dad's ears pin back similar to Neteyam and Lo'aks.

#sully family x reader #jake sully x daughter!reader #neteyam sully x reader #loak sully x reader #lo'ak sully x you #aonung x reader #aonung x you #sully family imagine #Youtube

[shieldedreams]

jealousy, jealousy (l.a.)

summary ⇾ lo’ak’s not very good at being subtle when he’s jealous... (quite the opposite, neteyam’s word) details ⇾ 1,241 words / lo’ak sully x na’vi!reader / 🌸 fluff / established relationship / gn!reader / timeline kind of follows when the sully’s move to the metkayina clan / reader is originally from the omatikaya clan as well / possibly ao’nung crushing on the reader

to say that lo’ak wasn’t jealous would be the lie of the century. anyone from a mile away could see how he’s physically affected when someone else is treading into dangerous territories from being a little too close in your personal space to be just friendly. his breathing quickens, fists clench, jaw stiffens–and he also ignores everything around him including his brother who nearly called him twice in a row already.

which is why neteyam thinks it’s hilarious when he just knows his little brother is shooting spears in his mind, aiming straight for ao’nung’s head.

“dude,” neteyam’s voice finally makes it through to the younger boy, a soft huh? as he looks to meet his gaze. “just go there and join them.”

“no way,” was lo’ak’s initial reaction but based on how he intently watches proves otherwise of what he really wants.

the two brothers were a good distance away, watching as ao’nung help you with your breathing technique alongside tsireya and tuk. (considering kiri went exploring on her own and the two boys should be practicing, it felt natural for tuk to stay glued to your side) it’s not that the situation was anything wrong but... it’s how it seemed to progress was what made the fire burn lo’ak’s system inside out.

it seems like tsireya’s attention is dominantly on tuk and ao’nung’s smiling a little too much there with his hand on your shoulder. and you? god, what about you? you’re... you look too pretty to be smiling at that dickhead.

“no no, you’re rushing it,” ao’nung snorts, playfully nudging your shoulder. scoffing, you give him a nudge in return, “you’re a lousy teacher.”

“maybe you need to spend more time with me, then,” ao’nung smirks, to which tsireya responds first before you can–”that is disgusting.”

you offer her a smile, one that she reciprocates sweetly as if she hadn’t just dissed her own brother, “thank you.”

“pleasure,” she giggles, to which you’re shifting closer to tsireya, only to have ao’nung huff as he pokes your arm, “hey, i’m not that bad. maybe you’re the bad student here.”

that immediately gets you to glare at ao’nung, who seems a little too pleased with the reaction he’s able to erupt from you. just as you’re about to go off at the guy, the soft whistle from a couple of steps away captures your ears. it was a signal, one that you looked out for when it’s quiet, when it’s in the middle of a battle–anytime.

your heart skips a beat and you forget that you were about to throw hands at ao’nung merely a second ago, eyes searching for–lo’ak smiles at you the minute your eyes meet. 

come join us? your hands start signing to him on their own, suddenly the anger inside of you diminished at the sight of your favourite person. benefiting from learning sign language as a method to speak underwater, also came with the perks of sending messages when you’re too far to speak verbally.

no, he signs, come with me?

you’re certain the pair of siblings with you have a thing for interrupting conversations be it silent or vocal when the boy next to you gets in your peripheral, seemingly participating in a conversation he wasn’t a part of.

go away, stupid, despite ao’nung’s head blocking you, you’re able to see his message clearly over his shoulder. with a tsk, you nudge ao’nung away from you, just in time to see how neteyam’s holding lo’ak back to prevent him from barging over.

“real mature,” tsireya mutters under her breath, shaking her head as her brother gives a face at her. as ao’nung turns back to you, he gapes at the way you’re standing up from the circle. you first offer a smile to tsireya and tuk, “i’ll be right back. tuk, stay with reya, okay?”

tuk offers you a firm nod, “sir yes sir!”

then, your smile drops when you look at ao’nung, signing a quick you’re stupid.

before he can respond, he’s only making incoherent noises as he watches you leave, walking towards lo’ak who smugly holds his hand out for you to take. the same time neteyam lets him go to make his way to the circle you just left from.

“i got tuk from here. just be back before it gets dark,” neteyam chuckles as you two bump shoulders passing each other. then, your hands slips into lo’ak’s hand that feels familiar; the kind that makes you feel like a soft pillow is wrapped around your heart, gently nudging you to fall into comfort and security.

“what’s up?” you ask, focusing your attention on lo’ak as he lures you away but you notice how he’s not looking at you just yet. following his line of sight, you glance back to the group where ao’nung’s making a face of distaste to lo’ak. the latter reciprocates with a huge shit-eating-grin that only pisses off ao’nung further.

even though you don’t know where lo’ak intends to bring you, the both of you begin walking towards the opposite direction, away from the group. when he’s still busy making faces at ao’nung, you pry your hand from lo’ak’s grasp, eliciting a gasp from him as he snaps his eyes back to you. 

"so you were just trying to show off?”

“no!” he responds almost too quickly–ao’nung soon forgotten–reaching for your hand to hold once more. you have to bite back the smile threatening to form on your face at how he urgently squeezes your hand, refusing to let you go with a frown forming on his lips, the creases lining his forehead, “i... i just wanted to be with you. didn’t like how that ass-hat kept smiling at you,” he huffs, walking closer beside you, “looked like a ghost, if you asked me.”

you point with your chin ahead of the path you two were walking–it seems like he was leading you back to their reef home.

“where’re you talking me, then?”

he stops walking, making you do the same as he shyly rubs the back of his neck with his free hand.

“honestly, i didn’t think this far. i just wanted to have you alone with me.”

“then... let’s go for a swim?” you suggest, already smiling at the way his eyes brighten at the idea, “bring me to see payakan?”

he makes a sound of disapproval, “first i get you away from ao’nung,” then he squints his eyes, “now you want me to fight for your attention with a tulkun?”

“who says you’d have to fight?” you start walking towards the ocean line, half-dragging lo’ak to follow (as if you needed to, he was already on your trail the second you started walking). “you’ll always have my attention.”

he groans and throws his head back, clearly conflicted with wanting you to himself but wanting to please you and your wishes. when you smile at him and sway his hand back and forth a little, that’s all it takes for him to give in.

“fine... but only for a while! after that, alone time. just you and me.”

((it wasn’t just for a while. payakan nearly stole you for a whole hour before it was time to head back before it got dark. lo’ak swears he’ll never bring you back again but even payakan knew that was a lie.

on the swim back, though, you were able to stop every now and then to pacify your pouty boyfriend with a couple of kisses to have him smiling again as you two peacefully made your way back.))

#lo'ak sully #lo'ak fluff #lo'ak fanfiction #lo'ak headcanons #lo'ak x reader #lo'ak x you #lo'ak sully x reader #lo'ak sully x you #lo'ak scenarios #lo'ak reactions #avatar fanfic #aonung #ao'nung #ao'nung x reader #aonung x reader

[justyanle]

could you PLEAAASSEEE do Lo’ak x gn!(avatar)reader? like Lo’ak is so excited to have someone to listen to him and be there that he doesn’t know he’s falling in love

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy

(Lo'ak x GN!Reader)

Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on, especially Lo'ak. What would happen if he yearned for your shoulder other than the purpose of crying on?

CW: Light angst, fluff, teenage Lo'ak in love, comfort, takes place before moving to the Metkayina clan, Lo'ak x GN!reader oneshot

Lo'ak was basically an unpredictable rollercoaster, everybody knew that, but what they didn't see behind his reckless and impulsive facade is that he was incredibly sensitive when it came to his father.

He was frustrated due to the fact he felt like he was getting suffocated due to the lack of freedom, he was a free spirit - always wandering off to some potentially dangerous sights, an active body and just letting his legs lead him around unfamiliar places, almost like it has a mind of it's own.

Though, all of the chest-tightening feeling had fainted when he was with you.

You and Lo'ak have been inseparable since the two of you had even been able to comprehend what feelings were. Basically having no knowledge of romance, you two were intimate as children and now as teenagers, often having hand holding, simple kisses on the cheek, cuddling as the two of you were pressed on one another.

There was no doubt that there were rumors spreading around the Omaticayan community that the two of you would be sworn to be mates in the future, rumors, good and bad, would spread like a wildfire in the clan after a nosy Na'vi would see the two of you in a rather sweet moment as always, like the current event you were in at the moment.

Lo'ak had his head buried into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent as he tries to restrain the sniffles that were itching to leave his lips.

"I don't understand - how come they let Neteyam out all by himself because he's the 'older brother', he's as curious as me but when I want to go it's suddenly bad?!" He ranted, his hot and unstable breaths making contact to your skin as he tried to hold more tears back.

You reassuringly rubbed his back and head, he was sat beside you but still had his head leaned onto you, craving for the comfort and touch that had effects on him.

Licking your lips, "Lo'ak, you are not Neteyam," you stated followed by "it is not wrong to be you. He's adventurous, you are as well, so what? You wander a lot, so does he, so what?" you try to reassure the boy you had grown to.

"I'm saying that despite the similarities the two of you have, you are not required to be him, Lo'ak. You have a strong heart,"

It seems as if the world has stopped, the grass the two of you had taken your seats on have seemed to be softer, the crickets silencing and the sun was lighter, it was shining. Shining on you.

He turned his view on you, his heart beating faster as he was met by your eyes that seemed to glisten more than it usually does.

" you have no fear." you finished your sentence in the middle of the moment.

Lo'ak can't describe the funny feeling that was bubbling in his heart and stomach, this is what he felt every time he was with you but this energy was - stronger, it felt sweeter and was more truthful than the previous feelings that he felt was like this.

This was not the first time his heart was screaming like this, the first encounter of his odd emotions was when you were taking care of Tuktirey, you were stood as she clung onto you like a sloth.

"Hey Tuk-Tuk!" you delighted as she threw herself into your arms.

"Hi [Y/N]! I missed you, please don't stay at the clinic all day again!" the child begged, still clinging her arms around your neck, you holding her for balance.

"I wish I could Tuk, there's a lot of people wounded from the battle y'know? They're warriors and a bunch of heroes fighting for us."

"You're a hero too [Y/N]! You help the people who are hurt!" she roared and threw her hands in the air, amazed by your skilled healing that provides for the great Omaticayans at war.

"Aw, thank you Tuk! You don't know how much that means to me, it's a pleasure."

She turned her head to a sudden sound of familiar voices, it was her friends. She quickly removed herself from you, running towards her companions, "Bye [Y/N!]" she turned back to announce while she was already in front of her crew.

Waving back, you felt eyes trailing every move you had as you watched from afar, the playful kid laughing with the other people she had grown accompany with.

All of a sudden, you felt arms snaking around your waist from behind and a head has rested it's weight on your shoulder, "How's my best healer?" the charming voice chimed in your ear followed by a cheeky kiss that was planted on your neck, his breath making contact on your skin, sending shivers down to your spine.

Giggling at the familiar vibration you heard and the warmth of the bodies the two of you shared. You spoke, "Well, your supposedly best healer is quite delighted, your sister is the best Sully, Lo'ak." teasing the boy you had adored.

He quickly let go of your body that he once held tight, "How cruel, you're literally soo in love with me." he replied sarcastically, not knowing what he said was true.

You had been painfully obvious since the two of you were just children, often having touchy hints that you wanted to be held by him, often making excuses just to see the younger Sully boy. Your fondness for him had only blossomed bigger when the two of you grew older.

Little did you know, that poor boy you had been reminiscing for years have been feeling the same, he just didn't realize it.

It feels like you have him under a love spell, his heart was pounding whenever he saw you, his head turned fuzzy and basically into foam whenever he gets reminded of you in any way. It was the same feeling his dad often talked about when describing his mom, love.

"Y'know, your mother is practically heaven, Lo'ak, she can light up a completely dim place just by her alone. I love her." Jake spoke up when he caught his son staring at your figure, helping the wounded and comforting families that were grieving or worried sick for their loved ones. He often would imagine a life, a fortress with you, and he didn't even realize his feelings had already consumed him whole, he was completely on his knees for you.

"I dunno what you're talking about dad, I'm confused why you're randomly bringing this up.'" Lo'ak says, looking away from you helping the community and turning back to help his dad furnishing the used weapons.

"Sure you do, kid."

The memory in his mind had now subsided, he was laying on your chest, his nose and eyes displayed a red on them, significantly showing that he had just been crying on your shoulder.

You are perfect in his eyes. Nothing could change that, ever.

He was more than thankful for you, in his now teenage years, he had opened up about his burdened feelings to you, seeking your comfort, more than happy he finally had someone to share his problems with.

This poor boy was in too deep, practically drowning in the feeling of you, and he couldn't complain less.

my blog has been flopping guyz pls spare some mercy 😭 i miss the clout, ALSO HAVE THE NETEYAM GIRLIES DISINTEGRATED OR SOMETHING I BARELY SEE THEM IN MY REQUESTS 😭 IM A NETEYAM GIRLIE MYSELF JUST WRITING FOR LO'AK PLS REQUEST CUS THEYRE ALWAYS OPEN

#atwow #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #avatar #avatar movie #neteyam #neteyam sully #avatar neteyam #neteyam avatar #lo'ak #avatar lo'ak #lo'ak avatar #lo'ak sully #lo'ak x you #lo'ak x reader #lo'ak sully x you #lo'ak fanfiction #lo'ak imagine #avatar jake sully #avatar jake #jake sully

[wqterlillypdfs]

everything i need is right here

pairing: platonic!sully children x fem!reader, bestfriend!tsireya x fem!reader + a brief ao'nung appearance (can be read as gn)

summary: you are an ilu riding instructor in the Metkayina clan, looking forward to spending your one day off relaxing on your own. However, the arrival of some new Na'vi changes your plans - especially when your best friend is determined to get to know them

word count: 4.3k (this is the longest fic i've ever posted!)

warnings: none! there's some use of asshole and skxawng, but it's all completely platonic fluffy-ness! also, not completely proof read and the ending kinda sucks, as per usual

a/n: i'm so proud of this fic! i think it's one of the best things i've written. also, it's very self indulgent, i just want to be best friends with all of them 😭. i also plan on posting more metkayina!reader, i've got some stuff sitting in the drafts that i'm so excited to share with all of you. hope you like this one!

The warm glow of Pandora’s sun basked down on your face, your body pressed against your ilu, one leg hanging off the side of its body as you floated through the water along its back. Your eyes were shut softly as you drifted in and out of your thoughts, you felt truly at peace, nothing but yourself and the crystalline waters that rocked and swayed against you.

Without warning, there was a loud splash, followed by a shower of ocean water raining down on you. You gasped as you shot up from your equally as startled ilu, only to be met with the face of a familiar Metkayina girl. She had one of her hands covering her mouth to stifle her laughter, another hand helping her tread the water to stay afloat.

“Reya, you skxawng!” you hissed, playfully splashing water back at your best friend.

How foolish of you to think you could get a moment's silence.

She laughed at your reaction, which made you giggle with her too, but she quickly beckoned both of you to fall into silence. “You are needed,” she informed you, a playful grin still present on her face.

A low groan escaped you, “no, today is my day off.”

You along with Tsireya were instructors of the Awa’atlu village for the younger children. She was a free-diving instructor, meanwhile you were an ilu riding instructor. The both of you had been inseparable since birth as your fathers were close friends, and both of you had decided at a young age that no matter what you did, you’d do it together.

Tsireya tsked, shaking her head playfully, “sorry, but there has been a change of plans, we have visitors.”

What? That’s when you noticed the presence of four other Na’vi children swimming towards you and Tsireya. They looked to be around your age, but they were definitely not from Awa’atlu, or any of the Metkayina clans at all for that matter.

While you couldn’t tell their exact ages, the one who seemed to be the oldest boy introduced himself first. “Kaltxì,” He said, with a small wave.��

You waved back as Tsireya introduced them to you. "This is Neteyam," she said, motioning to the boy who had waved at you, then to the one next to him, "this is Lo'ak," then to the eldest and youngest girls, "and this is Kiri and Tuk”.

“Kaltxì,” you greeted back at them. “You.. are forest Na’vi?” you questioned, noting their darker, more blue skin and their thin arms and tails.

“Yeah, no shit.” Lo’ak scoffed, a too-confident smirk resting on his face.

You rolled your eyes at him, but Neteyam whacked the back of his brother's head before you could make a witty comeback. "Use your manners," he chastised. Kiri rolled her eyes at her brothers before silently apologising to you; you laughed it off and motioned for her not to worry.

Tsireya giggled at the brother’s antics and smiled shyly at Lo’ak, which was much unlike her - usually if one of her own brother’s friends had said something stupid and ignorant like that she’d groan and swim off.

You brushed it off for now, continuing your conversation, “If you are forest Na’vi, why are you here?”

“They seek uturu,” Tsireya informed you, “their father is Toruk Makto.”

Oh, you tried to suppress your surprise at the statement but you couldn’t help yourself. Almost all Na’vi children of your age grew up listening to the stories of Toruk Makto, how he had eradicated the sky people from Pandora all those years ago, leading the Na’vi to great victory.

You snapped yourself out of your thoughts and back into the current moment, you didn’t want to keep these newcomers waiting. “So, you want help learning how to ride ilu?” you asked, sliding off your own gorgeous ilu and running your hands along it’s back.

They all nodded. 

“Okay then. Come, we don’t want to waste time.”

—

The six of you had gathered along the shallow banks of the Awa’atlu village, and somehow in the time between when you had gone to gather some ilu saddles and returned, Kiri had disappeared. The boys had told you not to worry, and that she had only gone off to explore the reef.

A small crowd of Ao’nung’s friends had also seemed to gather around to watch the Sully children ride their first ilu.

You rested the saddles down on a sandy bank, before wading into the water where the ilu were tossing and turning as they played with each other.

“These here are the ilu,” you told them as one swam past and brushed against your leg. “They are playful, but not hard to tame. If you want to live here, you must learn to ride them.”

The same ilu swam back around to greet you, affectionately rubbing its head against you to earn your attention. You gave the ilu a soft pat, before turning back to the Sully children. Lo’ak seemed to already be warming up to one of the more affectionate ilu, and you could tell the young Tuk was eager to get in the water and away from where she was resting on Neteyam’s hip. You had already found yourself becoming fond of the young Omaticaya girl, she was both incredibly endearing and knowledgeable.

“Come, Neteyam,” you beckoned for both him and Tuk to follow you. 

You then turned to Lo’ak before saying, "Lo'ak, Tsireya will instruct you." Out of the corner of your eye, you spotted Tsireya trying her hardest to suppress a giddy smile. You weren't oblivious to her rapidly blossoming crush, as much as she probably hoped you were. You had always known Reya to be one to fall fast.

Neteyam set Tuk down next to him before wading through the water after you, following you a bit further away from where Tsireya was with Lo’ak. “I apologise for my brother,” he said, for probably the fifth time already. 

“You are very good at apologising,” you teased him, as you called for an ilu. “But please, do not be sorry - you should see what I have to put up with from Ao’nung.”

He let out a breathy laugh as his hand skimmed across the ilu’s skin. Tuk was not far behind him, and when she finally caught up, you helped her sit on a rocky outcrop above the water. 

“The ilu are our friends,” you told them, as you fastened a saddle around the ilu, it chirped playfully at your touch, as if it was being tickled. Tuk laughed in delight at the sound.

You reached for Neteyam’s hand, placing it onto the saddle’s harness. “Hold here,” you told him, but before he could even get on the ilu you noticed that Tsireya was already getting Lo’ak to make the bond.

“Wait,” you paused, pointing to where Lo’ak and Tsireya were, “we have to see this.”

You waded back around the ilu until you had a clear view of the group. You watched as Lo’ak took a deep breath, and before another word could be spoken, he was off. You watched his shadow from above the water’s surface, and you could already tell that it wasn’t going to end well for him. Alas, you were right. Mere seconds later, Lo’ak was sent tumbling off his ilu and the bond was broken.

He resurfaced above the water with a gasp, wiping the water out of his eyes with his hands. Ao’nung and his friends break into a fit of laughter at the sight, “he is like a fish out of water! - except he is in the water.”

You rolled your eyes as hard as you could possibly will yourself, you would never understand why so many of the Metkayina girls were obsessed with him. Ao’nung was nothing short of an asshole and his jokes weren’t even funny.

Tsireya chuckled softly as Lo’ak stood up and walked back towards them. Meanwhile, Neteyam did not hold back his loud laugh. “You okay, baby bro?” he called out to his younger brother, hands cupping his mouth like a megaphone to make sure that Lo’ak could hear. Lo’ak didn’t even spare his brother a second glance before he flipped him off, which made you burst out into laughter. 

“You two are too mean to each other,” Tuk huffed, crossing her arms as kicked her feet softly in the air.

You turned back to the ilu and shook your head, a warm smile still on your face. “Come Neteyam, it is your turn.”

Neteyam mounted the ilu again, placing one hand on the harness where you had told him to before, as you handed him the ilu’s queue so he could make the bond. “Feel the bond, Neteyam,” you said as he reached behind his back to pull out his braid, “when you are bonded remember you are one being. Feel the ilu’s heartbeat, it’s breathing. Trust it completely.”

The boy nodded his head as he took the ilu’s queue from your hand and attached it to his own. Neteyam seized up a little when the ilu went rigid underneath him. “Relax,” you reminded him, and as he did, so did the ilu.

Lo’ak, Tsireya and Ao’nung’s group of friends were making their way towards you and Neteyam, ready to watch the second brother try his hand at ilu riding.

“Trust the bond,” you reminded him as you swam backwards slowly until you were next to the rocky outcrop where Tuk was sitting. Neteyam nodded once at you, before he took a large breath - and he was off. The ilu dove right into the water, you ducked down so your face was submerged to get a better look. Tsireya, Tuk and the other boys did the same.

You couldn’t believe it. Neteyam seemed to be an absolute natural. While he still looked like he was getting thrown around when the ilu cut sharp corners, he was managing to hang on quite well. When Neteyam broke through the water, you resurfaced along with the others.

“You did it!” you shouted, “that was amazing!”

Neteyam was wearing a million-dollar-smile, clearly very proud of himself, even Tuk was clapping and cheering for him.

“Nice one big bro,” Lo’ak congratulate as Neteyam rode the ilu until he was closer to their group, “you can now add ilu riding to the list of things you are perfect at.”

You snorted, “I was wondering when the witty comment would hit.” and for the first time since you had met him, you saw Lo’ak smile properly, a big wide grin on his face. It suited him.

Neteyam just rolled his eyes playfully. “No need to be jealous, little one.” He mocked, messing up his brother’s hair as he said it.

“Don’t worry Lo’ak, with my help you’ll be an ilu riding prodigy in no time.” You declared proudly, “I think Tsireya should stick to her breathing exercises.”

Your best friend scoffed at your antics, “my way of teaching is just different from yours!”

“Yes, sister,” Ao’nung starts, “and clearly one is better than the other.”

The Metkayina boys started laughing wildly, and it didn’t take much for their laughs to turn contagious. Even Tsireya couldn’t help but chuckle. Okay, maybe sometimes Ao’nung was funny.

Once you had managed to control your own laughter and level your breathing, you were reminded that Tuk still hadn’t had her turn at riding the ilu. “Okay I think it’s Tuk’s turn,” you said, turning to the young Omaticaya girl who now adorned a face of pure excitement.

You bent your knees as you motioned for her to hop on your back, “come Tuk, I want to show you something.” Tuk quickly clambered onto your back, wrapping her arms around your shoulders as you carried her to where the marui pods hung between the large mangrove roots hovered above the ocean. You felt Tsireya’s presence not far behind you, and when you turned to face your friend, you also caught sight of Lo’ak remounting an ilu behind her, accompanied by his brother who was too proud to get off on his own. The two of them dove into the water together, and it occurred to you that they were trying to have a race. 

Finally, you reached the bouncy walkways that connected the marui together. You set Tuk down in the water as you reached for a tall rattan basket that was sitting on the walkway. Its width was decorated in intricate wave-like designs. As soon as you took the basket off the walkway and passed it back to Tsireya, two ilu had already come to join you, chirping and clicking joyfully at the familiar scent that wafted from the basket.

Tsireya broke into a smile when a particularly playful ilu tried nudging the basket out of her grip. She clicked her tongue before shaking her head, “not yet.” 

You called for Tuk to come closer and join you as Tsireya handed her a small fish from inside the basket. “Give it to the ilu,” you told Tuk. The Omaticaya girl didn’t even hesitate as she dropped the fish in the ilu’s waiting mouth, it snapped up and swallowed the fish quickly. Tuk laughed joyfully, before patting the ilu’s head and cupping its face. “I love her already!” she squealed, making both you and Tsireya smile widely.

“Would you like to ride her?” asked Tsireya.

Tuk nodded her head vigorously, “yes!”

“I think you should leave the ilu instructing to me,” you joked as you helped Tuk onto the ilu. Tsireya scoffed and shoved your shoulder playfully making you smile again for what felt like the thousandth time that day.

Tuk took the ilu’s queue that you passed to her, quickly attaching it to her own. Her excitement was evident on her face as she wasted no time in making the bond. She held on tightly to the ilu’s harness, the same way you had taught Neteyam to. Tuk was observant, you noted.

You and Tsireya both called your ilu quickly, mounting them before the three of you dove into the crystalline waters. Tsireya took the lead as she manoeuvred her ilu through the reef, leading both you and Tuk through underwater archways and forests of coral. You yourself were no stranger to these parts of the ocean, but the wide-eyed awe that you saw on Tuk’s face filled you with warmth. It reminded you of the first time you had ever rode your own ilu with Tsireya, discovering the reef on your own, both of you with eyes sparkling full of wonder.

The three of you swam through a particularly large pod of small fish which dispersed quickly as you shot through not far behind Tsireya. Tuk was starting to catch up as well, and when you turned your head to face her, you noticed another presence alongside her. It was the other Sully daughter - Kiri. She was gracefully riding an ilu next to her younger sister, a gorgeous, genuine smile stretching across her face as she took in their surroundings. You’d never get tired of seeing that face of pure wonder and awe.

—

It had been a few hours of exploring the reef, practising ilu riding and various breathing exercises. You were utterly exhausted, and you could tell the Sully children were feeling the same thing. Tuk was passed out on Kiri’s lap, Tsireya and you sat side by side next to them as you talked to Neteyam and Lo’ak.

Apparently during the boy’s race, Lo’ak had fallen off another four times. At least that’s what Neteyam had told you - grinning proudly at the fact that he had beaten Lo’ak all those four times. Lo’ak rolled his eyes lazily.

“You might be able to beat Lo’ak,” you told Neteyam, “but you wouldn’t even stand a chance against a Metkayina baby.”

Lo’ak grinned and laughed loudly at your remark, Tsireya joining in with a quiet giggle. Neteyam turned a shade darker at the teasing, shaking his head.

“Don’t worry Lo’ak,” you reassured him, “you’ll be a natural in no time.”

He grinned even wider at what you said.

The sun was starting to set in the sky, casting a dusty purple glow over the water, meaning it would soon be time for the evening meal. It was a custom of your clan to eat your midday and evening meals. It was a time to connect and share stories with one another.

Ao’nung and his friends had disappeared to the communal eating pod a while earlier to ‘help’. But you and Tsireya knew damn well they just wanted to get early seats. 

You looked back at the beginning of this day, when all you had planned was to laze around and enjoy your single day off from teaching the Metkayina kids. But now, you were more than glad that you had agreed to help, because although these forest Na’vi were strange - they were also fun. You hadn’t smiled this much or laughed this loud in a very long time, and you think Tsireya would agree.

“We should probably get going,” said Tsireya, breaking away from the conversation she was having with Kiri. “Dinner will be ready soon.”

Neteyam’s stomach growled loudly at the mention of food, “sorry,” he apologised, grinning sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head. Your stomach was starting to ache from mild hunger too, the amount of physical exertion that you had endured today left your entire body feeling more sore than usual.

You pushed yourself off the sandy beach, brushing the sand off your hand.

 Kiri tried to wake Tuk up from her nap, but the poor girl was still tired, refusing to get off her sister’s lap. Neteyam - being the perfect big brother he is - lifted Tuk off Kiri’s lap and carried her on his back, her cheek resting on his shoulder as she continued to snore softly in her sleep.

It was hard not to admit how cute they were.

After you helped Kiri up, you turned to where Tsireya should’ve been standing behind you, but she was nowhere to be seen. Your ears perked in confusion until you caught sight of Neteyam pointing ahead, “the love birds are far gone” he said, a teasing lilt to his voice.

Tsireya was already walking across the beach with Lo’ak towards the marui. Both of them were chatting enthusiastically with each other which made you grin widely, a quiet chuckle falling from your lips - you were totally going to tease Tsireya about this later.

“Hey!” Kiri beamed as she nudged your forearm with her own, “I'll race you there!”

You turned to Neteyam who still had Tuk resting peacefully on his back, you didn’t want to leave him alone with her thinking that he’d likely not participate to avoid waking Tuk from her nap. But your thoughts were interrupted quickly as he piped up, a knowing grin on his face. “Don’t go easy on me just because I’m carrying extra weight,” he said, a challenging tone to pair with his confident demeanour, “I could still beat both of you with ease.”

You quirk your eyebrow at him as you stifle your laugh, “okay, fine then. You’re both on!”

Kiri grins widely, and before you can even say “go!” she’s off, laughing wildly as she races across the sandy beach. Shaking your head, you run after her, determined not to let Neteyam come close to beating you.

The cold evening ocean water nipped at your ankles as your feet hit the wet sand. The sound of your laughter echoing through the beach as you sped past Tsireya and Lo’ak - the former giving you a quizzical expression at your antics, and the latter getting shoved forward by Kiri as she ran past him.

“You two are slow,” Kiri voiced dramatically, sounding as if she found them boring.

Lo’ak seemed to have taken her words personally, shoving her back as he skipped forward, “I’m not going to let you win, Kiri!” The Omaticaya boy sped past both of you quickly, and you had to admit. - Lo’ak was fast. 

You couldn’t even contain your laughter, the adrenaline coursing through your body from the excitement of having so much fun, but your competitive nature would always get the better of you. There was no way you’d let the Sully children beat you.

—

“I win!” you beam, looking behind you to see your friends who were panting in exhaustion. Tsireya looked like she was physically unable to walk another step, hands braced on her knees as she sucked in deep breaths. 

Kiri had given up on running, and was now jogging slowly as she approached you. Her lips were pulled up in a smile as she rolled her eyes at you playfully. “you cheated,” she declared, which made you just snicker to yourself. 

Sure, you might have cheated a little bit to win the race, but who could blame you?  The Omaticaya children were quick on their feet and you weren’t about to let them win on your home turf. And anyways, even if they were fast, their feet were still not used to running swiftly on the sand, and their tails just made it so much easier to throw them off balance.

Lo’ak and Neteyam were also catching up, Lo’ak had a look of betrayal on his face, meanwhile Neteyam couldn’t stop grinning. He still had Tuk resting on his back, but now she looked slightly disgruntled, she had definitely been woken up from all the running.

“I can’t believe you pulled my tail!” Lo’ak bursted, giving you an accusatory look that said I’ll get you back.

You laugh at his tone while Tsireya leads your group further into the dining hall. 

“Maybe next time don’t flick it around so much,” you shoot back, poking his upper arm playfully, “it’s as if you were taunting me.”

He only rolls his eyes back at you. Neteyam sets Tuk down, she rubs her eyes in an attempt to wake herself up more, her gaze wanders around the large eating hall. It’s a big open hut, with no walls but a canopy cover. The entire village gathers here to eat together, sharing the stories of their eventful days. The Metkayina use gorgeous plates made of large round shells. Delicate carvings decorate the outside of the shell plates. Tsireya hands one out to each of you as she begins serving the food out. A variety of diversely cooked fish is sitting on large shell platters, accompanied by a variety of Pandoran vegetables that were native to this part of the world. The aroma of the food makes your mouth water.

Once all of you have got your food, you sit together on the large woven mats and start eating your meals.

Your gaze drifts around the eating hall, Ronal and Tonowari - who were basically your second parents - were sitting together, eating with the Sully children's parents. Jake seemed to be making a great effort to get to know both the Olo’eyktan and Tsahik, but Neytiri seemed not as invested, she looked almost bored as she picked at the fish on her plate. Ronal seemed to be mirroring her expressions.

However, your meal with your new friends held a starkly different energy altogether. You joked, and laughed, and told stories of your childhood. Kiri went as far as to tell you and Tsireya of a time when Neteyam and Lo’ak had a very serious prank war that almost resulted in them burning down a tree. When Tsireya tried to question why, all you got out of them was a “don’t ask.”

As the bustle in the eating hall died down, and the stars started to decorate the night sky, you and your new group of friends made your way through the village. Tuk bounced along the walkways as you talked to Kiri. You had grown incredibly fond of her, she was like a sister you never had. Her sense of humour never failed to make you double over in laughter, and she was packed full of knowledge and interesting facts. You admired the fact that she was so open to learning new things. 

Her eyes lit up as they looked out in the ocean, a small gasp falling from her lips as she noticed the bioluminescent glow emitting from the reef. Gorgeous purples and blues illuminating the ocean’s surface from below, you smiled too at her pure awe.

“It’s gorgeous isn’t it?” you said.

She smiled, “it’s much more than that.”

You heard the unanimous ‘woah’s’ and ‘wow’s’ from the other Sully kids at the sight, their reactions made you smile even wider.

Teaching these completely unknowing Omaticaya children of your own home, made you fall in love with it all over again. You were reminded of how much you loved your way of life, being surrounded by the ocean and the sand and the salty sea breeze at all times was something you could never give up.

As you waved your new friends farewell, watching them disappear into their marui for the night, you couldn’t help but be excited for what the next few months with them would hold. A part of you was sure that you’d learn just as much from them as they would from you…

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Just for the Night

Lo’ak x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Part Two

Warnings: (aged up) nsfw, enemies to lovers, angst, arguing, hate-fucking

part one

The skin on the back of your neck prickles with unease, color tinging your cheeks as frustration mounts with each rushed stride through the forest.

You're practically vibrating with irritation, muscles pulled so taunt a dull ache radiates from between your shoulders. You welcome the sting of short nails biting into your palms, reveling in the distraction for only a moment before the scrutiny at your back becomes too much to bear.

“Will you stop that already?” Your lips purse with a low hiss, head turning just enough to send a steely glare toward the man behind you.

Lo'ak glowers at your quickly retreating figure, lips turning downward in displeasure. Long fingers tighten around the woven basket perched on his hip, the mere sound of your voice putting him further on edge.

“I can feel you plotting my murder back there.” You mutter with a roll of your eyes, attention returning to the path ahead.

The weight of his hard stare is palpable. It settles in your gut, twists your insides uncomfortably. Warmth blankets your skin, a heady mix of anger and...something else, something you haven't dared begin to dissect since the night you both crossed a line it doesn't seem you'll be able to come back from.

“Oh, I don’t have to plot, sweetheart. The whole thing’s already planned out.” His voice is rough, lips twitching into a satisfied smirk at the way your spine stiffens.

You whirl around to face him, fists clenching impossibly tighter, eyes narrowed in a fierce glare. Despite your best efforts, he's continued doing what he's best at: worming his way under your skin.

Whatever this is between you—this stifling tension—it's only gotten worse since that night in his family's tent. The lingering looks, the constant bickering...it's driving you crazy. Not a single day has gone by without some altercation with the youngest Sully brother.

Despite years of this back and forth, you aren't accustomed to the cold, unreadable wall that Lo'ak has built around himself since that night. It makes you uneasy, has you questioning if there may be some deeper issue he has with you, past the point of friendly competition.

“Charming.” Your nose wrinkles with an insincere smile, a scoff falling from your lips as you turn away from him again.

“You always do this." A humorless laugh echoes through the trees as you near your destination. Lo'ak jogs forward, arm extending to brush away a large leaf from the path, allowing you to duck through into the clearing first. “Get all mad as if it's not your fault we're in this position.”

You're already facing him as he steps into the plush grass after you, an expression of exasperated shock etched into your features.

“You're joking, right?” Wide eyes scan his lithe form, taking note of the way strong arms cross so casually over his broad chest.

He can't possibly think this is your fault. You were simply minding your own business, as usual, when he appeared and started bothering you. Kiri was at your side, the two of you helping prepare for the midday meal, chopping various vegetables for the clan.

Less than a minute after Lo'ak plopped down onto the rock only inches from yours, the fighting was unbearable for your best friend. She disappeared with the typical departing insult—calling you both skxawngs (idiots) with a soft sigh.

Truthfully, you don't even know how it started. You never do. Somehow, despite your best efforts, the two of you always end up right here. Harsh words and cold glares exchanged until one of you snaps and stalks off, only for the cycle to repeat the next time you see each other.

“I know you're used to getting away with everything, but you should know by now that I see through the good girl act.” Lo'ak's head tilts to the side, tail swaying with ease at his back.

Despite the volatile nature of your relationship, he's never stopped watching you. He's tried, he really has, to leave you alone—to keep his wandering eyes at bay. But you're always there, always so close yet still out of reach.

It's his own fault, and he knows it, but the fact does little to lessen the sting.

“What are you talking about?” Something ignites in Lo'ak's chest at the flare of heat in your golden eyes. It eggs him on, pushes him closer to the line he's always toeing, between good-natured bickering and actual fighting.

“Oh, please. The clan's precious little angel, used to getting whatever she wants.” His voice drips with mockery, and it makes a wave of embarrassment wash over your cheeks. “And you can't stand that I don't like you.”

Lo'ak's feet move on their own accord, bringing him a step closer with each harsh word. He has no idea what he's doing, doesn't know what's possessed him to take it this far, but he's just so...fed up. He's tired of this push and pull, tired of warring with himself every time you're close.

He can't stand you, and yet, he aches to be near you. His heart yearns for yours in a way he's never experienced with anyone else. In a way he hasn't been able to shake since the very moment he realized his feelings for you breached well past platonic.

It was only a breath later that he decided he would never have you. Decided it would be best to push you away, to protect his fragile heart from the surety of your rejection. Because, even at such a young age, he knew it would never work. He'd long been labeled the trouble child, the rebel, the one who ruins everything he touches...

And how could he bear to bring you down with him?

A surprised laugh bubbles in your chest, and you move back, desperate to put some distance between you. It's clear, what he's insinuating. That you're the instigator, the one to blame for the argument that got you into this mess in the first place.

Regardless of who threw the first verbal punch, Lo'ak's father—your Olo'eyktan—was not the least bit happy. He stormed toward the two of you without hesitation, sternly hissing that you were drawing attention to yourselves. Bringing shame to your families.

His words settled heavily in your heart, made your ears flatten with shame. But he was right. It only took a single glance toward your father, standing just a few feet behind Jake, to notice the disappointment gleaming in his eyes.

As the Olo'eyktan's closest confident, he has an image to uphold. Which, in turn, means that you do too. And typically, you're an exemplary member of the clan. You pull your own weight, help others whenever possible, and keep to yourself otherwise.

But there's just something about Lo'ak that makes you forget all duty and responsibility in the name of defending yourself, of proving that you're not some wallflower. That you're worthy of being noticed.

Jake quietly ushered you both off to collect some fruit for lunch, ordering that you not return until you've figured out how to get along.

“Are you actually that self-absorbed? You really think I'd waste my time trying to get at you?” You peer up at Lo'ak in disbelief, a flash of anger making your heart beat just a fraction faster.

“Drop the innocent act. It's just me, and I've already seen the real you. Can't get much worse than that.” He regrets the words the instant they leave him, jaw clenching at the way your lips part in surprise.

He's taken it too far. That much is clear, if the pained glimmer that washes over your eyes is any indication. It's gone in an instant, replaced with the fiery anger he's used to. Your ears twitch, tail snapping, a clear display of your animosity.

“If I’m the clan's angel, what does that make you? Clan screw up?” Your hands curl into fists and you take a small step forward.

The air between you is sharp, jagged edges of your tattered friendship hanging by a thread. You can't help but lash out, even if the insult has your own heart cinching in your chest.

It was a low blow, and it's obvious you've hit a nerve. Your chest heaves as you watch the words settle over him, watch his expression crumble before turning hard as stone again within seconds.

Lo'ak's tail twitches to attention against his spine, before swishing from side to side harshly. His breath hitches, heart racing with an overwhelming mix of emotion.

It washes over him in wave after wave, an onslaught of anger, frustration, crushing sorrow. Because after all this time, you finally see him for what he truly is.

What he fears he'll always be.

“At least I actually contribute. You can’t do anything without daddy hovering right behind you. How pathetic.” He crowds the remaining space between you, towering over you, chin dipping as his eyes narrow into a harsh glare.

He looks downright menacing, not an ounce of warmth in his expression. A soft gasp falls from your lips, moisture blurring your vision. He's breathing heavily, chest nearly touching yours as he fights to slow the violent thrum of his heart.

You peer up at him, equal parts rage and hurt swirling deep within your belly until you can't take it for even a second longer. One of your hands rears back, but before you can land a hit on his cheek, he snatches your arm out of the air.

Long fingers curl around your wrist, his hold gentle but firm. The feeling of his skin on yours sets you ablaze, fans the flame of desire that's been building within you since that night. This is the first time he's touched you since then, and though it was only in an act of self-defense, the warmth from his palm has you reeling.

“I hate you.” You voice wavers, the proclamation nothing more than a broken whisper.

“Good.” His jaw clenches, your spiteful words only spurring him on.

He pulls you forward roughly, capturing your lips with bruising force. You stumble into him, body responding without hesitation despite the weak internal protests warning against falling into this pattern with him.

The pressure on your wrist disappears, instead moving to your hips as both of his hands circle your waist. A gasp tears your lips from his as rough bark bites into the skin of your back. You hadn't even realized you were moving, too distracted by the burning heat of his lips on yours.

Lo'ak devours you like a man starved. His kiss isn't sweet, it isn't tender. It's all tongue and teeth, a explosion of pent up tension that's been brewing for years. A shiver rolls down your spine, and you arch into him, pressing your chest flush to his.

Your tongues battle for dominance, ragged breath mingling as you both pour every ounce of distain for each other into the kiss. One of your hands lifts, fingertips smoothing over the side of his neck to draw him in.

You hold him there gently, a quiet moan spilling into his mouth despite your best efforts to keep any noises at bay. Warring desires clash in your mind. You want to shove him away, and pull him closer all at once. He's so infuriating, so intoxicating, and you're far too under his spell to escape now.

Within seconds, your loose hold is ripped away as he cages your hand against the tree, holding it above your head. You can't help the way your hips writhe along his, a breathy sound falling from your lips when you feel the stroke of something hard against your soft heat.

You respond by tangling your free hand into his braids, tugging harshly just to see his reaction. His head jerks back at the unexpected sting, a rough growl rumbling his lungs. Your hips rut against his again, the vibration of his chest on yours settling hotly between your legs.

A wave of pleasure washes over him, the color of his cheeks deepening. His eyes snap to yours, narrowed in warning before he leans forward, nipping at your bottom lip lightly. An involuntary whimper escapes you, hold on his hair tightening.

A low moan falls from his lips, a shaky breath fanning your face as he staggers back a step. Your lips chase his, seeking the heat of his touch before your mind has a chance to catch up. The two of you stumble blindly, an uncoordinated dance of passion as you desperately fight to stay connected.

This continues until one of Lo'ak's heels catches on an upturned root, sending him crumpling to the ground. His arms slide around your middle, caging you to his chest as his tailbone takes the brunt of the fall. He grunts against you, lips still ravaging yours without skipping a beat.

The slight ache from the fall is instantly forgotten as you mount him, spreading your legs so his body easily slots between them. His head tilts back at the sensation of your plush skin on either side of his hips, a shudder wracking his chest when your hands begin exploring his skin.

Your fingertips trail along his chest, over trembling abs, all the way down to the hardened length still trapped beneath his loincloth. When your touch ghosts over his cock, he jerks, his hips rutting into your hand. A breathy moan falls from his lips, followed by a shaky gasp when you do it again.

“Not so tough now, are you?” Your lips twitch into a smirk against his, earning you a low growl.

“Shut up.” He hisses, long fingers curling around your throat.

The hold is possessive, and oh so dominant, a show of control even though he's the one beneath you. He pulls you forward, claiming your lips harshly again. A shiver rolls down your spine, and you can't help but drag your soaked core over his cock.

“Fuck, Y/N.” He gasps, lips ripping from yours as his head falls back, eyes fluttering with a surge of pleasure. His hands fall to your hips, his hold tight as he presses you down onto him, guiding your movements.

“Take this off.” Your chest is heaving, breath ragged as you hurriedly tug at the strings of his loincloth.

His lips curve into a lopsided grin, though another moan rumbles his chest when your hips roll along his cock again. “That desperate already?”

“Don't.” Your voice drops in warning as you successfully undo the knot, before practically ripping the material from his body.

It's quickly discarded, leaving you with nothing to do but dissect his cock with heavy-lidded eyes. It's bigger than you imagined, slapping against his stomach as it stands fully erect.

Something warm and unwelcome blooms deep within Lo'ak's chest, as he watches you. Wide eyes, flushed cheeks, plump lips parted with wonder as you take him in for the first time.

He's quick to flip you over, to lay you gently onto the soft grass. His palms press into the earth on either side of your head, supporting his weight as he takes a moment to gaze down at you. He can't help it, the way his eyes lock onto yours, pouring out every last bit of his usually tightly shackled emotions.

Having you beneath him like this is something he's fantasized about for years, and even now, he's not quite sure that it's real. He's tried so hard to push you away, to wedge so much distance between you that this could never be a possibility. And yet, here you are, more beautiful than ever...and all his.

He rips his gaze away, warmth blanketing his face. He deftly unties your loincloth with one hand, slipping it down your legs smoothly. His palm skims along the outside of your calf, sending a shiver down your spine.

When he reaches your thigh, he gives it a firm squeeze before hooking his fingers behind your knee and urging your legs apart. A deep moan rumbles his chest at the sight of your glistening pussy, fingers moving to drag along the trail of slick coating your inner thighs.

“Goddamn, you always get this wet when we fight?” He rasps, only half joking. The mere idea of you so hot and bothered by him, by your frequent disagreements, has his cock throbbing in anticipation.

“Stop. Talking.” You hiss, the color of your cheeks deepening with arousal and embarrassment alike.

Lo'ak gives his cock a few strokes as he aligns himself with your entrance, dragging his swollen tip along your soft folds. You arch into him, a quiet moan falling from your lips. The sound has his gaze snapping to yours again, breath lodging in his throat.

Suddenly, this position feels too intimate. It tightens his chest, makes his stomach flip with conflicting emotion. A deeply seeded desire within his heart urges him to take care of you, to allow whatever this is between you blossom into something real. Something warm and soft, unlike the cold bitterness that's been festering for years.

It's all too much. Too good to be true.

So, instead, he grips your waist and roughly flips you over, hauling you onto your hands and knees before him.

“Lo'ak—” You gasp, surprised at the unexpected movement.

“Thought you said no talking?" His teeth clench so hard he fears they may shatter, but he welcomes the ache as he easily slides into your waiting pussy.

You cry out, arms already trembling, nearly collapsing onto the grass at the burst of pleasure. Lo'ak's eyes pinch closed, hands gripping your hips with bruising force as he slams his entire length into your sopping pussy. He groans when he bottoms out, tip pressing firmly into your womb.

You're a mess before him, reduced to a string of moans and whimpers as he drills into you mercilessly. Your back bows, head dropping between your arms when your lower belly tightens. His head falls back, a low growl echoing through the clearing as your silky walls flutter around him.

He doesn't give you even a second to rest, maintaining a brutal pace as he chases his high. One of his hands smooths over your lower back, pressing into it to force a deeper arch. It continues trailing upward, until his fingers tangle in your braids, jerking your head back firmly.

Sharp teeth catch his lower lip, restraint tightening his chest as he fights to hold back mounting pleasure. All you can do is whimper meekly, the sting in your scalp pushing you closer to a quickly approaching orgasm. Moisture pools in the corners of your eyes, his roughness too much and not enough all at once.

This is what you expected from him, and yet, it's better than you could've imagined. The way he handles you, bends you to his whim, it has your pussy spasming around his cock all over again.

“Fuck.” Lo'ak rumbles, his free hand snaking around your stomach, fingers expertly finding your clit.

You jolt at the sudden explosion of pleasure, the mere swirl of his fingers over your overworked pussy throwing you into an intense release. A series of sharp moans echo through the trees, every muscle in your body tensing before you shatter around him.

Lo'ak suddenly jerks his cock free, the abrupt emptiness jostling your trembling form as he pumps his cock, riding out his orgasm with an arm still firmly wrapped around your middle.

Silence falls between you, thick and uncomfortable as the weight of what you've just done settles over you both. You fight to catch your breath, pushing yourself up and out of his hold with shaky limbs. You avoid the sharp glare you can feel prickling against the side of your head, eyes scanning the area for your loincloth.

“That's never happening again.” The words aren't nearly as strong as you would've hoped, the slight quiver in your voice betraying the turmoil raging within.

Being with him like that, it was...good. Too good. It felt right, like the two of you should've been doing this for years, rather than pushing each other away at every opportunity. It's planted a seed of doubt in your mind, made you wonder what it could be like to let him in, to explore the possibility of being more.

It's a dangerous thing, hoping for something like that.

“Obviously.” Lo'ak is quick to agree, averting his eyes as you shakily stand to your full height and pull your loincloth back on.

By the time he's retrieved his own clothing, you're gone. A rough sigh caves his chest, disappointment lodging deeply within his gut. Some part of him, however small, thought maybe things would be different after what you just did.

He runs a hand down his face, replacing his practiced mask of indifference before he'll have to face you again.

The walk back to Home Tree is silent. He doesn't approach you, instead he maintains a wide birth between you, trailing your tense silhouette from a distance. When he breaks through the tree line a few seconds after you, his irritated groan has your head whipping around.

Your eyes widen, silently asking him to corroborate whatever story you've just told before your attention returns to his father.

“Lo'ak.” Jake's arms are crossed tightly over his chest, a signature look of disapproval etched into his strong features. “Did you two work it out?”

“Uh…yeah.” He winces, rubbing at the back of his neck as a wave of uncertainty makes his stomach twist.

Had you? Or did he only make things worse, like he always does?

Jake's eyes narrow, flicking between the two of you for several seconds. He notes the absence of any fruit, which is the entire reason he sent the two of you into the forest in the first place. That, coupled with your disheveled hair and Lo'ak's crooked loincloth, tells him everything he needs to know.

“Alright. Dismissed.” He pinches the bridge of his nose, a sigh of exasperation filling the space between you.

You're quick to scurry off, practically running away the very second you're given permission. Lo'ak's gaze remains locked on your retreating figure until it disappears into the center of Home Tree. His head drops, eyes closing as he considers the consequences of what you've just done.

He only makes it one step before Jake grips his arm, gently pulling him back.

“Not you, boy. We need to have a talk.”

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[neteyamsoare]

𐑺 more than friends / lo'ak sully is now live. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

𐚁̸ new message from; @inlovewithpandora. My first submission for Subathon, more coming soon💜!!! — “Is it just me or are you and [name] really touchy-feely with each other these days?” W/ Lo’ak x Metkayina!reader (ft. bsf!Tsireya) from List of “just two besties who like to fool around with each other” prompts || Reader has had a crush on Lo’ak for a while but nothing has happened between them until recently where they’ve started to grow a bond which Tsireya notices (which is why she would say the quote above). I think reader would be really shy about answering (blushing heavily with a smile on her face) but in the end she will say yes…..

𐚁̸ current game. you and lo'ak have been hanging out for a while now getting closer to each other, what happens when feelings start bubbling to the surface?

𐚁̸ game warnings. minors and ageless blogs do not interact! sfw, aged up! lo'ak, fem! metkayina! reader, bsf! tsireya, crush! reader & lo'ak, fluff + confession. length: 1.2k words.

𐚁̸ slang. kxi / hello (casual).

𐚁̸ things to note. thank you bestie for sending this in, i really loved writing this. i loved writng bsf! tsireya, have to do more of that in my fics. i hope this was to your liking, can't wait to finish the other prompts you sent! - masterlist / 2k masterlist / 2k prompt list / previous fic / taglist ⟡

You pick up another piece of fabric to weave into the necklace you were making with a smile on your face as you listen to what Tsireya was talking about.

“Mating season is coming up, I think Kamun and I will finally mate for life, she exclaimed and you were nothing but happy for her, they have been flirting back and forth for a long time now.

You were surprised they haven’t jumped each other’s bones yet with how much eye fucking that goes on between them. You notice she goes quiet for a few seconds and you look up from your necklace to look up at her in concern hoping nothing was wrong.

When you do, you notice the smug look on her face and raise an eyebrow bone at her, wanting to know what is on her mind.

“Is it just me or are you and Lo’ak really touchy-feely with each other these days?” Tsireya blurted out, still having the smirk on her lips as she watched you stop working on your necklace, your eyes widened, your ears flicking back shyly and a darker hue became apparent across your cheeks.

“W…What… nooo,” you lied through your teeth, you didn’t notice that your crush on him was that obvious. Ever since he and his family arrived here, he caught your eye and was now taking up space in your mind no matter how many times you tried to shake him out. 

You had the honor of teaching him the way of the people, you remember how funny he was as you taught him the strategy for learning how to breathe underwater. Was it obvious at that moment? Or was it obvious when you and him started hanging out outside of the lessons getting to know each other more? 

More importantly, you ask yourself, was it obvious to him? Does he feel the same way? Or maybe he didn’t feel the same way and just was being friendly. Tsireya notices the change in your demeanor and puts her hand over yours, squeezing it to get you out of your thoughts. 

“What’s wrong?” she queried as this was the first time she saw you down like this, normally you were the confident one out of the friendship. “I do like him—this goes without saying but this stays between us,” you said with a serious tone and she giggles and nods her head in response.

“But I don’t know if he feels the same way,” you rambled, fidgeting with your thumb. “What if it is just me and I confess to him looking dumb after he rejects me?” Tsireya takes this chance to smack you upside your head. 

“Ow, what was that for?” You rub the spot while shooting a glare at her. “For talking down on yourself, you’re amazing and I’m sure Lo’ak sees that,” she expressed. “I’m pretty sure he feels the same way just by how he looks at you and always has a smile on his face whenever he’s around you.” 

“Really?” You queried as your face lit up with a bit of excitement and Tsireya smiled and nodded her head. The two of you continue talking while you go back to weaving the bracelet that you were making for Lo’ak, it was going to be a gift for him, a courting gift. 

Once Lo’ak’s eyes caught you and Tsireya sitting in the sand, talking to each other, a smile formed on his face as he strode his way over to the two of you, his heart beating the closer he got. 

“Kxi, ladies!” He greeted as the two of you looked up from what you were doing to look at him, a dark purple hue became apparent across your cheeks as you tried to look everywhere else but at him. He thought it was cute before looking over to Tsireya.

“Mind if I steal [name], real quick?” he questioned and your head shot up to look at her, watching her grim turn into a smirk as you mouthed ‘don’t leave me here alone’ but it did nothing as she stood up from her spot. “I don’t mind at all, I have to go help my mother anyways, see ya!” she exclaimed as she made herself scarce. 

Lo’ak took her spot next to you while you continued to refuse to look at him. “I have been meaning to talk to you for quite a while now.” he began, looking directly at you. 

It felt weird that he was getting all tongue-tied as he tried to get out what he was trying to say, he never felt like this with anyone before as he was a very outgoing person, not nervous to talk to anybody except when he met you. Whenever he’s around you, his breathing becomes uneven, his hands become all sweaty, and most of all his mouth gets all dry. 

Lo’ak probably wouldn’t be here right now if it wasn’t for Neteyam cheering him on to finally get this over with. He takes a deep breath before reaching out to cup your chin with his index and thumb to move you slightly so he can meet your eye contact. “The reason why I wanted to talk to you is because… I wanted to tell you that I like you,” he choked out as he watched shock take over your facial expression. 

“Ever since I saw you come out of the water, my mind had already started to picture our future together,” Lo’ak continued as his eyes went from you to the bracelet that still was in your hand, he admired the beautiful pattern you sowed, his lips tug upwards into a smile once he noticed how it had his favorite colors in it. 

“You’re fun to be around, plus you’re lor,” he rambled on nervously not knowing how you felt since you hadn’t spoken a word to him and he was a bit scared that you were about to reject him but he felt you place your hand on his chin, turning his jaw to face you as you lean in closer and closer with your heart elevating as you press your lips against his.

Moving your body closer as you climb onto his lap, straddling him without interrupting the kiss. Lo’ak hand roamed down your body and stopped to your hips, gripping it tightly to secure your place on him. The kiss was gentle, filled with passion, answers to unspoken questions you prepared in your head, it was everything you dreamed of. 

When you finally break apart, the two of you take some time to catch your breaths before making eye contact with each other, a smile forming on both of your faces. “I like you too, I-I just never said anything since I didn’t know you felt the same,” you confessed as Lo’ak intertwined his hand with yours, rubbing the back of your palm. 

“How couldn’t I?” Lo’ak questioned never taking his eyes off you. “When I first saw you come out of the water, I was already picturing you as my mate.” You let out a small laugh at his response. “Just by one look?” 

“Hey, the heart wants what it wants, nothing can stop it,” Lo’ak smiled and you followed suit. “So how about I take you out on a late night ride as our first date?” 

A darker teal hue becomes apparent across your cheeks. “I would love that but during that ‘date’ you will have to tell me what a date is.” A laugh escaped Lo’ak’s mouth as he pulled you closer to him knowing that you were the only one for him and he couldn’t wait for the day, the two of you make the bond to be with each other for the rest of your lives.

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[normspellsman]

Deja Vu

part one | part two

pairing: lo’ak x fem!tawkami!reader

genre: angst

word count: 2k+

warning(s): sibling death, mention of fatal wound, & mentions of violence

word bank: sempul — father, tsmukan — brother, tsmuke — sister, kehe — no, yawntu — beloved, eywa/great mother — goddess deity the na’vi believe in, & oel ngati kameie — i see you

note: another writer had posted something similar to this way before i did (except w/ neteyam i think) & i was inspired to create something similar. if you know their user, please comment it so i can give them the proper inspiration creds! kelu is your brother in this fic. i wrote this within an hour and a half so it might be shitty even if i proofread it twice lol.

Fire and ash was the only thing you could see. Soot covering your azure skin as you mindlessly walked around your beloved burning home. Nearly everything that you grew up around and knew was halfway burned to the ground. Nothing but burnt stumps left behind.

The moments that led to your current situation was of the Sky Peoples making. 

They had tracked down the Sullys from their home clan, ambushing yours, burning and slaughtering everything and everyone in sight.

Your Sempul had ordered you to get the remaining children in sight to safety and away from your clan's Home Tree. Everything after that was a blur. You had gotten the children away to safety, running back to aid your Sempul in fighting against the evil that was invading your home. But only found fire and ash in the place where you last seen your Sempul. A million dreadful thoughts clouded your mind as you desperately looked and shouted for your beloved family.

It wasn’t until you saw the familiar armband of your only brother that seized you in your steps and caused your heart to fall into the pit of your stomach.

“Tsmukan…?” You called out, frozen in your spot, watching if the body in front of you shifted or made any movement. Please, Great Mother, please, you thought.

A barely audible groan reached your ears, causing your feet to move faster than your thoughts, gathering your little brother in your arms as you gently clutched him to your chest.

“Kelu,” you breathed out, wiping away the soot from his beautiful azure skin. Your heart began to ache as the seconds passed by and nothing came from his lips.

“Tsmuke,” Kelu responded, moving half an inch closer to your chest, craving your body's warmth as his rapidly disappeared, “Don’t cry”.

You didn’t even realize tears began to fall from your waterline, dryly chuckling at his response, stroking underneath your brother's cheekbone in comfort, for the both of you.

Kelu had a tendency to say that whenever he could see that you were visibly upset because if you cried, so did he. He was always an emotional child growing up and seeing his older sister upset and cry made him upset and cry as well. He cares for you so much. More than you would ever get to know.

“I’m sorry, tsmukan, I can’t help it,” you replied, refusing to look at the wound at the base of your brother's ribcage, knowing that if you did you’d only sob harder.

“I love you,” Kelu whispered, using the last of his strength to put his own hand over yours that gently laid on his cheek, “Do not be sad. I will always be with you,”. His hand moved from your cheek to your the left of your chest, right above your heart.

That phrase was the last thing you expected your brother's last words to be. In fact, you never thought that your brother's last words would be directed to you. You’d hope that by the time his time came, you’d be long gone by then, waiting in the afterlife with open arms to welcome him.

You let out a choked sob as he finally relaxed into your grasp and fell limp against it, his eyes slightly glazing over as they remained on your face.

“Kehe,” you choked out, beginning to rock back and forth, “Kelu! Please!”.

You shook him a couple of times, trying to rouse him so you’d have some more time with him. But he didn’t stir.

Silence had spread over multiple beats, the sounds of crackling fire and distant sobs being the only source of noise that echoed throughout the forest.

The realization and acceptance that your only brother had passed away in your arms had settled itself into your brain and chest, making your, unfortunately, still beating heart ache from grief.

Kelu was only thirteen years old when he passed, barely experienced life. He hadn’t even completed his Iknimya, only starting it months ago.

You brought your deceased brother closer to your chest and kissed his ashened hair before placing your forehead onto his cold one. 

You held so much love for your brother that you carved a special piece into your heart to harbor it. It had been immediately filled the day he was born, when you had held him in your arms and he had gripped his tiny hand around your forefinger. You promised to protect and love him no matter what from that day forward. But it looked like you had broken that promise, even if it was out of your control.

Sobs wracked your entire body as you rocked back and forth on your knees in order to comfort yourself. You had a tight grip on your deceased brother as you did so, afraid that if you let go, the ground was going to open up and swallow his body whole, Eywa taking him back into her grasp.

“(Y/N)!” a familiar deep voice called out, anxiety laced inside their voice.

Every fiber in your being stilled at the voice. You knew who it was and you didn’t want to see him. The one who was responsible for this grief. The death of your brother. The death of some of your clanspeople. The death of your once beating heart. And, still, the one that you loved.

“Go away,” you demanded, tightening your hold on your brother further, continuing your previous actions of rocking back and forth gently.

“Yawntu,” he softly said, kneeling down beside you, placing his five fingered hand onto your shoulder.

“Kehe! No, Lo’ak. Go away!” you hissed out, whipping your head towards the boy next to you, baring your sharp fangs at the teen. “This is all your fault!” You added on, glaring at him.

A flash of hurt came across Lo’ak’s face, slightly frowning at your words and actions. “My love, I’m sorry. So sorry,” he softly said, knowing who limply laid in your protective hold.

He loved watching you interact with Kelu. It reminded him a lot of himself and Tuk in some ways. Albeit you and Kelu not having a significant age gap, he still saw him and his sister in the two of you. He always insisted on tagging along wherever you went, pouting and pleading when you refused. Kelu also talked highly of you to his friends, Lo’ak catching him in the act many times. His heart always swelled in size whenever he saw you interact with Kelu. It made him wonder if you’d be as sweet, as caring, and as loving to your children as you were with your younger brother.

“I’m so sorry,” he repeated, desperately trying to meet your gaze.

When everything started happening and the Sky People began attacking, Lo’ak immediately began looking for you before doing anything else. He was so worried that you’d be amongst the many of the deceased bodies that he passed while looking for you, that he turned every single one around to make sure it wasn’t you. Whispering prayers to the Great Mother that she would lead him to you. Alive.

“No! You and your family have done enough,” you shouted, pushing him away as you ripped one of your arms from around your brother's body to do so. “You should’ve never came here!” you continued, refusing to meet Lo’ak’s gaze. You knew that it wasn’t exactly Lo’ak or his family’s fault, but you needed someone to blame. Someone to be mad at. His family had seeked refuge within your clan, ultimately leading to the events that occurred today. Their presence led them here. Their presence is what killed your brother.

Lo’ak had felt stones begin to gather within his heart. He felt heavy at your words. He knew to some degree that they might be true. He and his family had targets on their backs ever since Quaritch had returned. And he knew that you were grieving and in pain and that you didn’t fully mean the words that you said. You needed an outlet to direct your anger to and Lo’ak would happily be that outlet if that meant you were still breathing and safe and sound. Even if it meant you resented him forever for what was done to your clan this day.

He tried to comfort you, attempting to put his hand on your cheek but you only brushed it off, looking back to Kelu and tucking the loose strands of his braids back.

He looked so peaceful like this. Like he wasn’t a child that was born into a world that only knew war and its aftereffects. Like he was a baby once again and soundly slept without a care in the world.

“This is your fault,” you repeated, ears pressing back against your skull, “all your fault”.

More stones gathered in Lo’ak’s heart as those words slipped past your lips. He felt guilty at your confession. He loved you with his whole heart and felt responsible for bringing this kind of grief into your life. He vowed to protect you from the cruelness of the Sky Demons, failing at the one job he gave himself.

Lo’ak brought his hand up to your warm and damp cheek, softly rubbing away at the soot that covered nearly the entirety of your face.

You tried your best to not melt into his soft hold, but you didn’t have the energy in you to push his hand off. So, you allowed his hand to continue its gentle grip on your face.

You felt so tired. You just wanted all the suffering to stop. You wanted your brother back. You wanted the fire to stop burning your home. You wanted your heart to start beating again.

“Lo’ak!” a deeper voice called, causing Lo’ak to retreat his gaze from your slouched frame to his enclosing Father, “Lo’ak, we have to go.”.

Jake’s words pulled you out from your trance, head whipping up to look at your lover's Father, a new found anger spreading throughout your body.

It was as if Jake could sense your anger and hostility towards the man, stopping in his tracks as he gulped the saliva in his mouth, shaking. He could’ve swore that he saw your amber hues turn into slits as they landed on his frame. A sense of deja vu flooded Jake as he stared at your position and his son's desperate look. He knew what had happened and found himself feeling bad for you.

“Go,” you barked out, finally letting go of your brother and hauling Lo’ak up in a bruising grip, “Go! Leave here! Never come back!”.

“(Y/N), please,” Lo’ak whispered. “I’m sorry. Oel ngati kameie. Let me help you,” he pleaded.

You only shook your head, intricate beaded braids whacking Lo’ak in the face, causing him to stagger back a bit. “Go! Leave! Don’t not come back here,” you hissed, pushing at his lean chest, “You all have done enough.”.

You turned your back on him after your yelling, crouching back down to gather Kelu into your arms once again. You wailed in agony as you laid your cheek on his forehead, squeezing himself into you as if he was your lifeline.

Your words were like daggers to his heart, causing it to bleed out from within his chest. All he wanted to do was drag you into his warm embrace and comfort you. He wished he would transfer your pain to him so you wouldn’t have to suffer and live with it everyday.

Jake Sully had decided to seek refuge within the Tawkami clan. Their withdrawn and peaceful nature allowed him and his family to stay as long as they needed. He had chosen the peaceful lorekeepers due to their convenient placement deep within the forest. They were only hard to find if you didn't know the way, something that eased Jake’s thoughts regarding Quaritch finding them. He had been wrong it seems. Because Quaritch still found him. He’d find him no matter where he went. Jake was foolish to think otherwise as well as drag another clan into avoidable and unnecessary violence. He was the reason many Tawkami died that day. He was the reason for the destruction of their beloved home. He was the reason for your beloved brother's death. It all gave him deja vu as he thought about it, seeing himself in his son and his wife in you.

“Son,” Jake called out, gently grabbing his son's hand as he urged him to follow him, “We need to go. Now.”.

Lo’ak didn’t want to leave. Didn’t want to leave you. He knew you needed support during this time and wanted to offer you that crutch to lean on. But the pleading voice of his Father and your cold shoulder had pulled him from his position by your side to by his Father, following after him as he walked further and further away from your grieving figure.

Just before Lo’ak completely left you in your saddened state, he turned back around to look at you one last time. As his eyes danced around your body, he silently promised to himself and the Great Mother that he’d get your revenge. No matter what it took.

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[tonowarii]

Young and Dumb, with a Broken Arm

Pairing: Lo'ak te Suli Tsyeyk'itan x GN! Human! Reader

Requested?: Yes

Summary: A tale of you and Lo'ak's shenanigans, but this time, it ended up with you supporting a broken arm.

Word count: 2.0k

Warning/s: graphic description of injury, slight angst bc bro its lo'ak, swearing, hurt/comfort, but fluff towards the end!

Note: I truly believe this was supposed to be just a funny little one shot but I spilled a little bit of angst onto this one 😶

GIF is not mine, credits to the owner!

"I bet you can't climb a tree faster than me."

"I bet you can't jump down from this branch on your feet."

"I bet you—"

It has always been a game of bets and pranks between you and Lo’ak growing up.

You two were considered partners in crime, not seeing the otber without one following close by.

You two were always up to shenanigans that ended up Jake scolding Lo’ak around two to three times a week.

Lo’ak would get scolded on about bringing you in to his reckless ideas, putting you in danger, while you watched to the side as Lo’ak suffered Jake’s wrath.

You didn’t have anyone to scold you, technically, your adopted parents were back in the lab and they often had little to none news of what you were doing out and about with the Sully family.

Yet there was no stopping the two of you.

You had also grown to play pranks on each other, one time you had Lo’ak’s bow super glued to its place that when he went to grab it, and when it wasn’t budging, he pulled on it with all his force that he fell straight onto his ass. After that scenario leaving his butt sore, he could hear you laughing from the outside.

He retaliated by hiding your quiver of your own handmade arrows.

It took you a whole week of pestering Lo’ak and when he finally had enough, he retrieved them from behind his bed. Which earned him a smack on the (lower) back from you.

Now at present day, you were bound to doing something stupid again.

“Look, trust me, mom taught dad this one.”

Lo’ak says, looking out off the edge of the cliff towards the huge green leaves that sprung from the huge trees on opposite sides.

“Yeah, that looks like a quick death to me.” You reply, stepping to look out of the edge yourself.

Lo’ak huffs, placing his bow behind him. He looked like he was getting ready to jump.

“When have my calculations ever been wrong?” Lo’ak looks down to ask you, a smirk forming on his face.

“Well…” You say in thought, looking up.

“Shut up, that was one time.” He spoke.

You laughed.

“Come on, are you really living if you’re not trying this out? Or are you just being a wuss?” Lo’ak teased. He surely knows how to get on your nerves.

“Oh, you’re on, forest boy.” You accept.

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Lo’ak cheered. He then gets himself ready, adjusting his bow behind him and backing away to gain momentum.

“But if you die, I’m taking your toruk stuff toy.” You say to him.

“Pfft, watch me, human.” He rolls his eyes at you. Then he breathes out before running and jumping of the edge, his body now facing the ground as he fell.

You ran over to the edge and watched, watching how Lo’ak gracefully switched between leaf to leaf, slowing down his fall as he successfully plops to the ground on his feet.

You knit your brows as Lo’ak yelped, feeling the rush of adrenaline coursing through him.

To be honest, you hadn’t done this before.

“(Y/N)! Come on!” Lo’ak shouts at you from below. “Just like what I did!”

Oh, the things you’d do for this boy.

You didn’t have your bow with you today, so you just braced yourself, backing up the same as Lo’ak did.

Eywa, if I fall to my death, please reincarnate me into anything that can haunt Lo’ak for the rest of his life

You prayed with a slight chuckle.

Or even reincarnate me into an avatar, that sounds cool.

“(Y/N)! Did you finally back out?” Lo’ak’s voice stopped your thoughts.

“Like hell I did!” You shout back at him.

Breathing out, you ran with all your might and jumped.

You did what you saw, and at first, you were successful after a few leaves.

But then everything went downhill on the bottom half.

You concentrated on moving your body from side to side that you had failed to notice a looped vine on one of the leaves, that when you landed on it, your feet had fit the exact loop.

Your foot got stuck, making you lose your progress as you panicked, failing to reach the opposite leaf, making you almost hover a few feet up from the ground.

And that’s when the vine snapped.

Your eyes widened, thinking first to prevent your mask from taking the fall as your body was quickly reaching the ground.

“Shit! (Y/N)!!” You hear Lo’ak scream as you flipped to your side, hoping the mask doesn’t break.

And you hit the ground hard. With a cracking sound.

“Fuck, fuck!” Lo’ak swore, running over to you, flipping you onto your back as you had your eyes closed.

Lo’ak, in a panic, lifted you into his arms, immediately going to check if there was any damage to your mask as his hands, almost two times bigger than the size of your face, traced over your mask.

It looks like there was no damage, but he could hear your faint breathing.

Then he takes a glance at your arm and it was almost the most terrifying thing he has ever seen.

And he was a hundred percent sure your arm, or even a regular na’vi’s arm, should not bend that way. “Shit.” He mutters, huge blue hand going over to lift your arm to find your forearm falling limp, almost like jelly.

Then you stirred, making Lo’ak’s eyes widened. “Can you hear me? (Y/N), (Y/N) look at me!” He says, shaking you.

The first thing you registered was Lo’ak who was hovering above you.

Then came the searing pain from your arm.

Lo’ak watched as you stared at him, then in seconds your face contorted into pain as you cried out loud.

Lo’ak felt a pang in his heart, making himself want to cry, almost feeling your pain, but he knows he can't afford to act this way.

“Hold on, (Y/N), alright? Stay with me.” Lo’ak says as he stands up, carrying you in his arms. You continued crying, making Lo’ak frown as he quickly found his way to an opening, calling out to his ikran.

Once it arrived, Lo’ak wasted no time making tsahelyu as he carried you in front of him.

“Go, go!” He screamed at his banshee, who scurried to take flight.

Lo’ak could still hear your cries as he bites his lip, not wanting to look down at your face because he knew it would only pain him more. His heart pounded in his chest; he wanted you to be okay.

Please be okay.

Reaching High Camp, Lo’ak carefully gets off his banshee and he once again carries your small body.

“Norm, Norm!” Lo’ak called once he finds the human figure of Norm talking to another scientist.

Norm turns, his face paling once he realized Lo’ak was carrying you, your bent arm in full view.

“Holy shit, come on, bring her in here!” Norm shouted, earning a few looks from the other villagers.

Norm opens up the door towards the shack, wasting no time to grab the necessary kits to use.

“Lay them down there!” Norm commanded. You had fallen unconscious again.

Lo’ak followed, not minding that he was running out of breath being in the shack as the oxygen was not capable with his body.

He places you down carefully, removing your mask so you could be seen clearly.

“(Y/N), c’mon wake up.” He whispers, seeing your tear stained cheeks makes him let out a shaky breath.

“Lo’ak, I’m sorry bud but you’re going to have to give us some space.” Norm said.

“But I’m—” Lo’ak gasps out, eyes scanning to find a mask made for the na’vi inside the shack. Once he had his hands on it, he breathes through his mask before placing it down.

“I’m not leaving.” Lo’ak said, stubborn as always.

Norm sighed but he let the boy stay. “Sure, kid, just keep out of the way, yeah?”

Lo’ak nods, finding a spot for himself in the corner where he could see you being monitored by Norm, and then he was joined by Max.

He could hear them talking and scanning your vitals, but he only thing he focused on was the rise and fall of your own chest.

A few good ten minutes had passed when the door opened, and it was the last thing Lo’ak needed to see.

His dad.

“I heard what happened.” Jake entered, carefully going over to Norm and Max.

“They took quite the fall… but their vitals are stable now, except for their broken arm which I’ll estimate would heal about two weeks or so.” Max said.

Jake nods, looking at you on the table, brows knitted in worry.

Then his eyes cast over to the corner to find Lo’ak looking at you, wearing the same worried look.

Jake bites his lip, of course, how could he have not known?

He spares his son the lecturing this time, figuring that your health mattered the most to him.

But that wasn’t stopping him from comforting his son.

Jake carefully trudges over to where Lo’ak was.

“Hey, kid.” Jake said, kneeling down so they were almost face to face.

“Dad- dad I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-“ Lo’ak begins explaining, his voice cracking in the process.

Jake lets Lo’ak lean his head on his shoulder as Jake sighed. “It was an accident, I know. They’ll be okay.”

“But dad- It was my fault—”

Jake shakes his head. “I don’t think they’ll blame you for it, kid, the two of you are quite the troublemakers.” Jake said, trying to ease his son.

Lo’ak then lifts his head, eyes darting towards your form, seeing your arm now had a bandage around it, a cast, he thinks its called.

Jake breathes in the oxygen from his own mask before patting Lo’ak on the back. “I don’t blame you and neither do they. Just make sure they’re okay, yeah?”

Lo’ak nods, feeling an instant relief provided by you and his father. As Jake left, Lo’ak stands up, slowly making his way toward you.

“They’ll be alright, I think its best giving them a couple of hours to rest.” Norm says. “Thank you.” Lo’ak said.

Norm nods at him before walking out with Max to leave the two of you alone.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N).”

Then as if on cue, you stirred again, your eyes shut as you tried to move.

Your eyes slowly blinked open. “Wha-“

“We’re back in High Camp,” Lo’ak quickly said, he then assists you in sitting up, then his hand delicately ghosts over your cast covered arm.

“I bought you here… Norm and Max helped fix you up but they said your arm would take about three weeks to heal.” Lo’ak said in a low voice.

You looked at him as he was looking at your arm. Then you glance back at him. “Well, that’s a bummer.”

Lo’ak was caught off guard by your reaction as he turned his head to face you.

“What?” You looked at him, only then you realized how big his face actually was compared to yours.

“I just broke your arm… that’s not “a bummer” that’s like… worse than bummer.” Lo’ak said.

You laugh. “Why? Did you personally come to me and broke my arm in half with your bare hands? No, no you didn’t. It’s not your fault. And have you forgotten? We grew up literally almost befriending death because of our stupid bets and pranks.”

Lo’ak finds himself smiling, remembering quite the few bets that almost had the same outcome as this. “I suppose so… whatever you say.”

“But you’re still a skxawng for not catching me back there.” Your voice turned serious and Lo’ak’s face looked like it was drained of its color.

You laugh out loud again, gaining the courage to lean yourself against him, feeling his bare skin on yours felt something to be remembered.

Lo’ak, upon the contact of your head on his chest, had his tail swaying behind him in content.

He sneakily wraps an arm around your smaller form, his hand resting beside your thigh.

“This time I’ll be sure to catch you.”

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✿ - smut

☁︎ - angst

❦ - fluff

𝑁𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑦𝑎𝑚 𝑡𝑒 𝑆𝑢𝑙𝑖 𝑇𝑠𝑦𝑒𝑦𝑘'𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑛

about you ☁︎ ❦

midnight glow ❦

the gift of eywa ❦ ☁︎

sail across the ocean, part two ❦

loving you was never a regret ❦ ☁︎

where your heart truly lies ❦ ☁︎

secrets we share ✿

fmokx ✿ ❦ ☁︎

how to ride ✿ ❦

sempu ✿

into the light ❦ ☁︎

the list ❦

right here ❦

set fire to the rain ☁︎ ❦

meeting the master ❦

headcanons/blurbs!

neteyam purring with human!reader ❦

neteyam w/ chubby!na’vi!reader ❦

neteyam wonders why him ❦

neteyam treats you like a whore ✿

neteyam wakes you up ❦

olo’eyktan!neteyam tells you to behave ❦

neteyam uses his tail to get you off ✿

neteyam asks human!reader to place her hand on his chest ❦

𝐽𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑆𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦

PILLOWTALK ✿

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she looks just like a dream ❦ ☁︎

mother knows best ❦ ☁︎

𝑇𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑦𝑎

to be written…

𝐴𝑜’𝑛𝑢𝑛𝑔

simply growing up ❦

headcanons/blurbs!

ao’nung dancing with you ❦

ao’nung hates you ✿

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full fics to be written…

headcanons/blurbs!

scissoring with neytiri ✿

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hi lovey 🫶 i was thinking about another lo’ak idea for a request and this is what i came up with! so as we know, the sully family had to learn sign language while living with the metkayina clan.. so i was thinking the reader would be metkayina and would take it upon themself to help teach them (at this time the sully’s know certain phrases) and lo’ak is drawn to the reader and asks for private lessons but in actuality he’s pretty good with signing so the reader is like “ur already pretty good but ig so 🤷” and in that lesson lo’ak kind of makes his feelings clear and asks to learn how to say something like “you’re ethereal” and once he learns, he signs it to the reader? idk i just love how you write lo’ak so i just thought of anything really 🤭

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Teach Me

Tags: Lo'ak x Metkayina!Reader, Oneshot, Fem!Reader, Fluff, Private Tutor, Crush Blush, They’re Both Oblivious, Shy Reader

Warnings: None

You caught the eye of Jake Sully’s second son, and he has made it a point to try and woo you. When you try and teach his family the way your clan communicates underwater, he asks for private lessons, knowing full well he has already excelled in sign language far beyond his siblings. A few more lessons couldn’t hurt, right?

Your requests are always such a delight to see :) Lo’ak tryna finesse the reader into private tutoring sessions just to spend time with them is such a Lo’ak thing to do lol ALSO YOU’LL NOTICE THAT IVE TAKEN A LIKING TO ADDING A BONUS TO THESE

* ˚ ✦ 1453 Words • Read below the cut

╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-╰┈➤ ❝ [05/01/23] ❞

Ever since the Sully family arrived at your doorstep seeking asylum, your father, Tonowari, had entrusted you with teaching the children your ways so that they were not entirely useless.

You did not appear to mind. When you locked eyes with Toruk Makto's youngest son, he captivated you. He was considerably different from your people, with golden eyes, darker skin, and even being a half dream walker! It was alluring, even if your brother didn't find Lo'ak's unique traits as attractive as you did.

You brushed your burgeoning feelings aside so you could do an excellent job of showing him your ways of life. Tsireya, your sister, had previously taught the Sullys about breathing techniques and diving, but you still stepped in whenever you could. You would've been more involved in the lessons if you weren't so timid around Lo'ak.

He figured you didn't like him as much as he liked you, which stung a little. However, that did not deter him. No, he was determined to get your love! (Little did he know.)

During one of your lessons with Tsireya and the Sullys, you were discussing how you employed sign language to communicate underwater. Of course, you were as far away from Lo'ak as possible to avoid becoming a blundering fool.

The Sullys certainly understood a few basic phrases, but you thought it would be incredibly beneficial in the long run if they knew it fluently because it could save their lives one day. You never know what sea creature you'll have to converse with!

By the end of the lesson, you were eager to get out of the water and rush home so you wouldn't have to interact with Lo'ak; you couldn't stop stuttering whenever you were near him! Eywa, on the other hand, had other plans for you.

Lo'ak softly tapped on your shoulder before you could depart, and you could already feel the tips of your ears burn from the contact. Lo'ak didn't notice, but that didn't matter because he was plotting something. One that he believed was brilliant.

He smiled at you. God, his smile was lethal. “Can I get more lessons with you? I need to work on my sign language a bit more.”

He scratched the nape of his neck shyly, clearly hoping for you to say yes.

You sighed, unable to say no when it’s him. “Okay, sure. We can do some private lessons aside from the main ones.”

Lo'ak cheered inside his head. What you didn't know was that he was already pretty proficient in sign language, and that his request for additional lessons was only a pretext to spend more time with you. Others called that manipulation, he called it chasing his dreams.

...

It was difficult for you to concentrate on teaching him at first. He was so attentive to everything you said that it made you feel so self-conscious! You'd take notice to the way he looked with his hair down, or how mesmerizing his eyes were every time you tried to teach him new terms. You could lose yourself in them for hours.

Snap out of it!

You'd think he was aware of the influence he had on you, because every time you'd lose concentration from gazing at him, he'd simply smile. Maybe your eyes were playing tricks on you, but you swore his cheeks reddened when you stared at him. What was he blushing about? He's the one who makes direct eye contact with you every time you speak!

...

You felt foolish. You were foolish.

After a few days, you realised Lo'ak had duped you into thinking he needed the extra support. In your opinion, his acting skills when feigning to not understand what a phrase meant were atrocious. When you confronted him with the fact that he was already pretty fluent, he sulked.

“I’m still not sure if I’m doing it right, though. Just a few more lessons, pleaase?”

He was going to be the death of you. “You’re already pretty good, but I guess it won’t hurt to help build your confidence more.”

Lo’ak grinned, but you could feel your palms getting sweaty at even the mere thought of having prolonged interactions with him.

...

Here you were, sitting on the beach with Lo’ak as he manipulated you into weeks worth of lessons with his stupidly gorgeous puppy dog eyes. Again.

You improved your interactions with him, this time concealing the effect he had on you. You shook your head, ignoring those wandering thoughts and concentrated on his lesson.

“Okay, show me something you’ve learned.”

Lo’ak beamed, and signed with his hands, “Y/N, I want you.”

Okay, you lied. You certainly did not grasp the capacity to conceal his effect on you. He had this smug look on his face once you registered what he had signed, while you fanned your heated cheeks, claiming it was simply the weather. You concluded he was having difficulty asking for something since 'I want you' sounded a little broken.

Yeah, that’s all there is to it.

You laughed nervously. “You definitely still need to work on your sign language. You didn’t even finish your phrase!”

Lo'ak grumbled. From your perspective , it appeared that he did so because he did not accurately sign what he meant to express. But really, Lo'ak was particularly annoyed because you didn't pick up on his blatant hint.

He recollected himself. “Okay, how about this. How do I say you’re ethereal?”

Compliments. That’s a new one. Nonetheless, you showed him how to sign it.

“You’re ethereal is a little bit hard though, so you’d need a bit of practice with the hand movements for that.”

Lo’ak nodded, very focused on the motions of your fingers.

...

You were disappointed to realise that this was your final private lesson with Lo'ak. You were standing near his marui, too indolent to enter the water. Lo'ak had finally mastered sign language, and you were overjoyed to know you were the reason for it. You requested him to show you some phrases right before you concluded your lesson to ensure he sounded like a true Metkayina.

“Okay. What’s something you’re confident you can say?”

Lo’ak was incredibly anxious. With shaky hands, he signed, “you’re ethereal, and I want you to be mine.”

If Eywa could read your thoughts, you wished she’d take a shovel and beat you six feet beneath the sand. Your cheeks were impossibly dark, and you knew what Lo’ak signed couldn’t have been a mistake. Not with those difficult hand movements.

Curse you for being so stupid. You chastised yourself in your mind for honestly thinking his sign language was broken weeks prior. His skills were perfect, you were just too oblivious to realize that he was saying that he wanted you!

Lo'ak sat there patiently, gazing at your immobilised form. His self-assurance was eroding as you sat there, unresponsive. You coughed sheepishly, your cheeks still blazing, before he could retract his statement.

“You’re ethereal too.”

He felt his entire body heat up. He was not expecting you to sign it back, and now you were both sitting there like startled morons, looking like you had been baking in the heat for hours. You were neither smooth nor subtle in your flirting.

“So you don’t hate me?”

That shook you out of your daze. “What?”

“It’s just that, before these lessons you avoided me all the time. I thought you didn’t like me back.”

Your jaw was on the floor. All shyness disappearing, you practically bellowing across the beach. “Since when? I’ve liked you for weeks!”

“Oh.”

Ensue silence.

Lo'ak had to conceal his visage due to the blush on his cheeks. He could try to hide his face from you, but he couldn't prevent his tail from swishing excitedly. You giggled at his reaction, but the embarrassment of how direct you were hit you a moment later.

You two exchanged glances before laughing at each other's expressions. Lo'ak inched closer to you, intending to plant a soft kiss against your heated cheeks.

You immediately swiveled your head to see what he was doing, and he kissed you on the lips by accident. Lo'ak felt like he was going to burst into flames, not intending to do that.

It was now your turn to bury your face in your palms, your heart practically bursting out of your chest. You couldn't believe what had just transpired!

Ah, young love.

Bonus!

“No. Fucking. Way.”

Jake screamed for his wife to come over. Neytiri ran quickly, abandoning her unfinished basket. Something terrible must’ve happened!

“What’s wrong?”

Jake wiped a tear away, dropping his binoculars. “Our son has finally become a man.”

Neytiri threw her basket at his head.

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