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tinkerbelle05 · 11 months

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Loving You

Characters: Lo’ak x fem!metikayina!reader

Genre: Slight hurt, fluff

Warnings: somewhat pinning, awkwardness

Summary: Mending Lo’ak’s wounds after his fight with your friend Ao’nung. Surprisingly he keeps coming back to your pod for “treatment”. Would sparks fly between the two of you? Or would they die?

“You should really stop picking fights,” you scold the boy. You were gently cleaning up the blood from his wounds. This was the 3rd time this week the Omaticaya boy came into your pod with purple and red bruises all over his face.

“It’s not my fault that Fish Lips has such a punchable face,” he responded without missing a beat. You get a weird sense of deja vu because this is the exact conversation you had the other two times he came in before. Instead of shaking your head and rolling your eyes like usual, you decide to give Lo’ak, that was the boy’s name, some words of wisdom.

“Listen,” you grabbed his chin and turned it to face yours. Despite the scowl, he was giving you and the purple bruises, he wasn’t that bad looking. “Ao’nung is a piece of work, and everyone here knows it. But sometimes you gotta bite your tongue and pick your battles.”

“You sound like my Dad,” he rebuts.

“Well maybe you should listen to him then,” you started dabbing some salve on his eye and he only hummed in response.

After you were done, instead of saying thanks and leaving like others, Lo’ak decided to hang around the place. You thought it was odd the first time he’s done that, and you still do, but you found yourself enjoying his company.

You started noticing that he’ll come to your hut every few days, complaining of a headache or “getting too much Sun” as if that was such a thing.

“Please, I need something for my headache. It’s been killing me all day long,” he complains, and even rubbed his head for extra measure.

And he was complaining about leg pain the other day, and rubbed red paint on his leg for the “deep cut I got from a rock” a week ago.

You had the suspicion that he was faking all of these ailments or he’s just really, really unlucky. but allowed him to stay, as long as he wasn’t in your way.

“Really? Back again, are we Lo’ak?” You asked him with a blank stare.

He lies, without any shame but you stop him right there.

“Listen, I know that you are lying. I suppose it’s because…you want to be friends?” You asked.

To be honest, you wanted to say girlfriend rather than friend but you did not want to get too ahead of yourself. Why mess up a potential good thing?

“Oh! Um, yea I wanna be friends with you which is why i was doing all of that. .” He looks to the ground, his skin turning purple. “But like..your friends with Ao’nung soo.” He trails off, still not looking at you.

You give him a little chuckle, he’s pretty cute when he’s shy like that. “Me being friends with Ao’nung will not stop me from being friends with you, Lo’ak. Come in.” And the rest was history.

As you went along the day, doing your duties, Lo’ak would make a few terrible jokes and some absolutely horrible one-liners. But they never fail to make you laugh until your stomach hurts though.

One of his most memorable ones was,” Are you my ikran, because I’m want to be with you forever?”

You nearly spit out your water and couldn’t look at him for the rest of the day without bursting into a fit of giggles. If you remember correctly, he would avoid your eye contact with you too but it was probably because he was embarrassed.

You didn’t want to get your hopes up. He’ll also tell you all things about the forest and the animals that lived there.

“You know those animals my family and I arrived on?” he asked.

“Yes,” you say instantly. How could you forget them? You never saw something like that before in your life. They were a bit scary but you wanted to get closer anyway. Maybe touch their heads.

“Well,” he leans against the wall next to you, “they are called ikrans. You claim one when you become of age and want to be a hunter.” He went on to explain the details of how you claim an ikran that left you speechless.

“What happens if you were to die?” You questioned.

“Oh well,” and he stops to think about it.

“You're telling me no one has died trying to claim a beast that wants to kill them?” You asked, looking at him in shock.

He gives you a little shrug and looks equally confused and stunned. And just as you were interested in his life, he was interested in yours.

“Wait, so you're telling me that they are animals that you spiritually connect with?”

You stifled a laugh at his excitement, “Yes, and they are called Tulkans.” You started to explain the whole process to Lo’ak, and you watch as he hangs on to every word that you say.

“Wow, that-that’s sounds so cool. Can you introduce me to your spirit sister?”

“Of course I will, when they come back I’ll come get you.” Peak out the window to see it has gotten dark out. “But the eclipse is coming soon and your parents might be waiting for you,” you reminded him.

“Oh c’mon, it’s not a rule, it’s a mere suggestion. Now tell me more.” He looked up at you with enthusiastic eyes.

You avoided them the best you could, someone had to have a good head on their shoulder in this friendship. You shake your head and push him out the door.

“No, no Lo’ak. You are going home now, go.” With one final push he’s out the pod and you stand there blocking the entrance.

For a while, he just stands there looking at you. He seemed lost in thought so you jab in the shoulder.

“Hey! Pandora to Lo’ak.” You come closer to him and lightly tap on his forehead. “Anyone home?”

You didn't realize how close you were until he looked into your eyes and you saw his widened slightly. You didn't know what to do. Everything in you wanted to move in closer, to kiss him.

But does he want that? Would he reject you? Hate you forever because of it? You certainly did not want that to happen. He was a good friend and if that’s all he wanted then that would be enough for you.

He clears his throat and the blush travels all the way down to his neck, “Um, so there’s know way to say this but like, I kinda wanna kiss you. Um, so can I…?”

You brought his face to yours and kissed him in response.

You didn’t know what you were doing, and you had a feeling that he didn’t either, but you were excited for what the future could hold either way.

Taglist: @iwaslikeblah, @dontknowwhatmynameshouldbe2, @nyababymao, @teyamsbitch, @adrunkskeletonsduck, @athenajh, @cupcaykes

Bye, see ya in the next one 👋🏿

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pandoraslxna · 7 months

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⋆｡° ✮ minors dni 🔞

⋆｡° ✮ Kinktober masterlist

⋆｡° ✮ Warnings: foursome, praise kink, blindfolded, teasing, dirty talk

⋆｡° ✮ Translation: sevin = pretty

"Guess who."

You certainly don’t need sight to tell them apart, in fact, one of the things you love about being with them is how different they are. How lucky could you possibly get, you think, as strong hands grip your jaw lightly until you open up and a thumb swipes over your tongue, dips inside your mouth for you to suck on, before slowly pulling out with a wet pop.

"A-Ao’nung", you whisper, "it’s Ao‘nung."

The cloth covering your eyes is well-woven by skilled fingers you’re very much familiar with, soft, strong, and dyed a dark enough blue that it's nearly black and you’re unable to see. It sits comfortable, despite the tight knot behind your head.

Anticipation flutters through your stomach and chest and your heart beats just a little faster, your breath comes a little quicker as you wait for an answer.

Neteyam chuckles, you know it’s him because the sound of it always sends a chill down your spine.

"Good job, sevin", he praises.

You can feel him circling you even with your eyes closed. The heat from his body radiates out, crossing the space between your bodies to seep into your bare skin. Someone shifts, most likely Ao’nung tracing his place with Neteyam.

It’s hard, not being able to reach out towards him as he stands right in front of you, to thread your fingers through Neteyams hair or tug his mouth down to yours.

Thankfully, he’s the one reaching out to you first. You know it’s him, the hand that cups one of your breasts and caresses your skin with his thumb, running over your nipple until it hardens. You know it’s him, because he’s gentle. His palm is warm and soft and he kneads your breast in a way that’s so lovingly, like he’s worshiping your body in a tender way.

"I know it’s you, Neteyam", you breathe out, your tail swaying a little overly excited behind your back.

But the very moment said hand suddenly pinches your nipple, causing you to gasp as he teases and tugs on the sensitive little nub, you already know that your answer was wrong.

"N-No it’s, it’s Lo‘ak", you blurt out with reddened cheeks, obviously embarrassed that you had fallen into his trap. So typical of him.

All three of them chuckle in unison at this, before Neteyam hums lowly, "Hmh, good girl."

You’re certain that the hand that now runs over the inside of your thigh, gently squeezing your flesh, belonged to him. But you decide to keep your mouth shut this time, afraid this could just be another trap to tease you further.

The sudden brush of his mouth against yours makes you gasp into the kiss and you lean into it, just as Neteyam breaks away, letting a whiny noice of frustration escape your parted lips.

"Neteyam…", you complain softly, pouting a little. And even though you couldn’t see him like this, you knew by the tone of his voice and the quiet clicking of the beads in his braids that he was tilting his head as he asks, "What is it, hm?"

"Don’t you enjoy our little game?", comes from beside him. This has to be Ao’nung, you think to yourself, and right on cue, what must be Lo‘ak chimes in, "She’s so cute like this, bro."

"Stop teasing me…", you whine, barely above a whisper, "please."

"Yeah, she can be adorable if she really wants to." It’s said over your head with a low chuckle, and then a hand reaches out to cup your jaw again. Ao’nungs thumb traces the outline of your bottom lip, and you can’t help the way your tongue immediately darts out to give him a little kitten lick.

"Fine", Neteyam sighs, "We‘ll stop teasing you, sevin. But the blindfold will stay on."

"Huh, w-what? Why?"

"Because we love how flustered you get like this", Lo‘ak chirps gleefully, and the grin on his face can be heard in his voice.

Another hand, this time you really struggle to figure out who it belongs to, then dips between your thighs, cupping your bare cunt to feel for your arousal. You’re hyperaware of the fingers swiping through your folds and you whimper softly when they tease your entrance with fleeting touches.

"Look how wet you already are. This is going to be so much fun..."

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irayoeywa · 5 days

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seashells ✧

part one.

lo'ak sully x fem!metkayina!reader

warnings/notes - none. gif isn't mine, divider creds to shifterium.

part two >

series masterlist main masterlist

it was a beautiful day in awa’atlu. the bright rays of sunlight radiated across the thousands of islands that inhabited many other reef clans. the heat of the sun also brought a sense of warmth and humidity in the air.

warm grains of sand sat in between your toes as you squatted down to inspect your newest find. your 9 year old sister, aolani, was just a few feet ahead of you, looking at her own findings.

beachcombing. it was something you and aolani did often. you walked down the mostly vacant part of the beach early in the morning or afternoons to see what washed up on the shore. you liked to take these items and work them into your clothes, jewelry, or even in your hair.

your finger picked up the item as you brought it closer to your face. you gently brushed off the coarse grains of sand to get a better look. it was a small scallop seashell in a pretty shade of pink. it was the first time you ever found one of these before.

as your gaze was on the shell, a loud blare of a horn from the other side of the beach caused you to jump in surprise and drop the shell.

you looked up, putting your attention on aolani. she was already one step ahead as she quickly placed her small treasures into the pouch tied to her loincloth.

"let's go see! come on!" the 9 year old exclaimed as she ran past you.

"aolani- wait!" you yelled out. you looked down at the sand where you no longer saw the shell. you groaned before getting up to chase after your sister.

aolani's small feet dug into the golden sand as she ran to the main part of the village. when you finally made it back, you could vaguely see a few non-aquatic creatures resting near the shoreline.

you didn't have time to dwell on it though, as your eyes then landed on aolani who was now slithering her way through the growing crowd. once again, you groaned, following after her. after excusing your way through the crowd of confused people, you finally reached aolani, who was standing in front of everyone.

"don't run away from me like that aolani." you said as you grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to you. it seems that your scolding fell on deaf ears as the young girl was clearly more fascinated by what was in front of her.

you finally took your eyes off of her and turned your attention to the new arrivals. a family of 6. it was obvious that they were from the forest due to their darker blue skin and stripes, bright amber eyes, and mountain banshees that accompanied them.

"it's too small. how are they supposed to swim?" you heard as laughter followed. you rolled your eyes when you realized the joke came from rotxo, the best friend of your annoying cousin, aonung. you weren't close enough to verbally scold the two of them.

as if the great mother was reading your mind, your other cousin, tsireya stepped in and berated them quickly before turning her attention to the newcomers.

only a few seconds passed before tonowari, the olo'eyktan of the metkayina arrived on his tsurak along with two other hunters behind him.

you and aolani watched as the leader made his way onto the beach and over to the family. it was then revealed that the father of the family was jake sully, a great war leader from the omatikaya clan and the most recent toruk makto. all na'vi knew the story of how he fought back against the sky people.

"we seek uturu." jake sully spoke when tonowari asked why he traveled all the way to the reef.

the rest of the conversation felt rather awkward to watch. you even found yourself frowning when ronal, the tsahìk embarrassed two of the teens for not being of true na'vi blood. the boy, who looked around your age looked especially ashamed.

nonetheless, after the exchange, the forest family was granted uturu and allowed to stay in the reef with your people.

the crowd began to disperse and go on about their days as did you.

"okay first, never run away like that again, something bad could have been happening." you said to aolani as the two of you started walking to your family's marui.

"sorry y/n. what do you think about jakesully and his family staying here? i think it is exciting!" aolani exclaimed with a smile on her face.

you shrugged, "i'm glad we can provide them sanctuary, i just hope they are nice people."

"they seem nice." aolani simply replied.

the rest of the day went by like normal. you didn't see much of the sully family, figuring that they were just settling into their new home.

every other day, in the evening, your dad took you fishing. you spent a few hours casting the net in the water, catching as many fish as you could. you couldn't help but notice that something seemed to be bothering your dad, but you decided not to say anything.

when eclipse began, the two of you decided to call it a day. you brought in all the fish you caught before heading back to your marui.

"how was fishing?" your mother asked when the two of you arrived home. she was seated with her legs crossed. she was doing aolani's hair while the 9 year old sat in front of her in the same position.

"fine." your father answered. his answer was rushed and sounded harsh. a confused expression flashed across your face as you and your mother shared a look. you suddenly wondered if you had done something wrong.

"aweng, yawne. is something wrong?" your mother asked, looking at her mate curiously.

you watched as your father let out a breath before answering, "i just don't understand why tonowari was thinking letting that family stay with us."

"do not question the olo'eyktan and tsahìk's decision." your mother shot him a glare.

"he is my brother. i can question him if i please." your father, aweng scoffed.

"i'm sure dinner has already begun. let us get some food in you before you become even more grumpy." your mother voiced. the 4 of you then left and went to the common area where dinner was usually held. after getting your food you looked at aolani.

"i'm going to sit with tsireya. aolani do you want to come?" you asked. your sister shook her head, saying she wanted to stay with your mother for now. you nodded before making your way to where you usually sat with your cousin.

“y/n!” a voice suddenly called out.

you stopped walking and turned your head to see aonung walking towards you.

"would you mind doing something for me?" he asked as he walked up to you. you squint your eyes at him. knowing him, it was most likely a chore that he didn't feel like doing.

"what is it?" you asked.

"can you help us with the sully's tomorrow?" he asked. you rolled your eyes. of course.

"no."

"why not?"

"because you're only asking me so i can do your work while you do little to nothing." you answered.

"please y/n." aonung begged.

"no." you refused once again before turning around and walking over to tsireya. when you reached her, you noticed a few new faces sitting beside her. it was when you got closer that you realized it was the trio of sully teens.

"y/n!" tsireya smiled once she noticed you walking over.

you sat down beside her, "hey."

"this is my cousin y/n." your cousin, introduced you to the trio, "y/n, this is neteyam, kiri, and lo'ak sully."

you smiled politely and waved to them to which they returned the gesture. you then began eating your dinner.

"i saw you talking to my brother, what did he want?" tsireya asked.

you swallowed your food before speaking, "he asked me to help you guys tomorrow."

"oh you should come! it could be fun." tsireya smiled. you shook your head at her, "he only asked me so i can be there to do his job for him."

"that is true. but now i'm inviting you. and i will make sure he does his part."

"don't worry, we won't be total skxawngs." lo'ak jokes. you looked at him before letting out a small laugh, "okay fine i'll come."

taglist - @tsireyasluvr @cassadothien @miffysoo @yawnetu @navijean @misplacedvibes

if you commented on my original post about making this series i added you to the taglist but if you don't want to apart of it, just lmk and i'll remove you.

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jerefishvr · 1 year

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I have a request for Neteyam, another na’vi(from wherever) is flirting with Neteyam and isn’t doing anything to stop it and Na’vi!reader notices and gets angry and she confronts him and it turns into her riding him, sucking him of, just overall teasing him while he begs for her

🦇 ˖ ࣪⊹ —— JEALOUS, JEALOUS,

JEALOUS GIRL

ᥫ᭡ content warnings : aged up!neteyam x mean!dom reader smut , soft!sub Neteyam , dirty talk , clit play , Neteyam sucking reader's tiddies , neteyam is pussy whipped ( lol same )

a/n : this is short and boring and i hate it but yolo. Anyways happy Valentine's Day and happy birthday to me slayslay i turned 18 damn. anyways , who will be my valentine cause im finna single asf

it was never your plan to have your mate on his knees begging for you to forgive him and let him cum, but you surely didn't mind.

It started when you came back from your hunt,seeing another girl went to Neteyam, all giggling and twirling her hair while touching her shoulder with his.

You tried to ignore it, clearly trusting your mate's loyalty to you. Your piercing gaze burning holes into the head of the young Na'vi girl flirting with Neteyam.

The grasp on your bow tightened,your fists starting to hurt and your sharp jaw clenching. Stomping towards them you turned your head at the girl, hissing towards her in anger and scaring her off as you pulled your mate's sensitive tail in annoyance.

Whining, he grasped your hand while mumbling a few "sorry" s to try and get you to calm down, but yet, your yellow eyes still seemed to have a storm in them. Anger and jealousy was spreading all over your body as you dragged Neteyam deep into the forest so no one could hear what you were about to do to him.

Demanding him to sit down, and he immediately obeyed. You shook your head in disappointment.

"Why would you do that you skwang?" You said sternly while looking down at him, your gaze making him feel small next to you.

You were just a warrior, a hunter. He was the next Oleyktan, but yet, he felt tiny next to your strong warrior body towering over his.

"M sorry miss, i won't do it again im so sorry" He said looking down shamefully before he felt you pulling his tail again, making him whine once again.

You quickly smirked because putting your lips against his own in a hurried, messy kiss. Your hands going all over his body,before forcing him to look at you.

Sitting on his lap with your thighs on each side of his legs while sucking his neck and getting close to his ear to whisper. "If I can't have you baby no one else in this world can"

As soon as you said that he felt sparks in his stomach, his whole body tingling. His hands dropping to hold your waist and grind you down on him.

Your hands were around his neck like a necklace that showed everyone that you belonged to him and his lips were red and swollen.

"you haven't been a good boy for me baby, think bad boys don't deserve a treat, right?" your mouth dripping with venom as you started at his pretty eyes that were slowly filling with tears. "I'm so sorry ma'am, I'll be a good boy please, please touch me" and so you did.

Here you were, riding Neteyam with such anger but desperation that you were scared you'll break this poor boy's whole body. Moans escaping from your mouth while Neteyam's mouth was latched around your nipples, sucking and licking until they were beet red.

You took his face into your hands, just admiring him until you felt him hammering his hips up into you, hitting every spot that needed to be hit as you grinded your hips, taking him deeper in.

"Ma Y/n,oh my Eywa please" he begged. He didn't know what for,but he knew he needed to release.

Your warm walls sucking him in, inviting him with love. Clenching around him at his words, you felt close and he knew that.

His thumb went down to rub your clit as you bounced on his cock faster and faster, searching for your release.

He begged and begged for your cum, he needed to have you dripping down his cock.

"fuck-M gonna cum on you cock hm? will milk your pretty cock with my cum, you ready angel?" nodding and mumbling, Neteyam felt you dripping down his cock.

rutting his hips into you to get you down from your high but also wanting to release too, he begged for you to forgive him and let him fuck his cum into you.

nodding and giving him the green flag, you smirked feeling him fill you up to the brim, his cum mixing with yours and oozing out of your pussy.

getting off top of him and taking him into your arms while caressing his hair as he felt at peace finally knowing you were no longer mad at him.

"I love you" Neteyam said, his sentence cutting the thick tension like a knife cuts a cake. Silence filled the forest, before you giggled and smiled at his words.

"i love you too Ma Neteyam"

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neteyamsoare · 2 months

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the pandora's glow masterlist.

about. this will be my masterlist that will contain all my written works for @luvv4j4ybe11 + @aperiraa’s pandora's glow event! if you want to join it as well, her prompts and guidelines are posted here!!

warnings. minors and ageless blogs do not interact. every fic on this contains nsfw so no minors allowed. each fic has its own warnings.

things to note. ahhh! another amazing event created by my beautiful mooties! thank y'all for putting this together.

day one. size kink + roommate : neteyam sully

day two. mirror sex + fwbs : ao'nung

day five. outdoor + recording : neteyam sully

day twelve. face sitting : neteyam sully

day nineteen. fingering/hand kink : lo'ak sully

day twenty seven. creampie : neteyam sully

day twenty eight. squirt : neytiri sully

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aoteyam · 1 year

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Avatar | ATWOW: FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

This is for anyone else who is searching for certain avatar (wotw) fics; I’ve got you.

note: Reminder minors please remember to read authors notes and warnings, majority of them should be sfw blogs; Also remember to check out the tagged authors blogs for more of their amazing work and support them ✨

**will keep updating this **

Second: LO’AK FANFICS | Catergory: A-Z

• A •

Anything for you @naughtyforneteyam

As long as it's with you. @loakismine

Avatar the story of us @tonni30

A misunderstanding - lo'ak x reader @readerxlol

• B •

Being human + dating lo'ak @lo-aksgf

Best friends. @atokirina-writings

bounce @snoopdogsnip

boys dont cry @outsideofthegarden

burning love @p0w3rzz

• C •

childhood bestfriends to lovers @lola-bunn1

clueless @starkeysmoon

Come to you @whatisthatmae

• D •

dull | lo'ak @bonnibuckets

• E •

Empathy @mochi-yu

• F •

failure @m1kasawps

first kiss with lo'ak @livelaughloak

Five things lo'ak loves about you @tinkerbelle05

Fmokx @/loakismine

• H •

Happier @littlethingsinlife

Him Being insecure @sxmpforneteyam

hurt @bruisedcupids

• I •

Injured || lo'ak x reader @budgiesunset

In love with the enemy @vandnana

it's always been you @/lola-bunn1

I see you @hearts4neteyam

I see you @bibibelly

I see you lo'ak @loaksbitch

• J •

jealousy @lxvvvllyy

Just Dance @/snoopdogsnip

Just the start @sunandsstars

• L •

lo'ak getting jealous @/livelaughloak

lo'ak learning hiw to read @/livelaughloak

Lo'ak @marvelsage

Love at first sight @yapeachys

• M •

Me Gustas Tu @starriluvs

My First @/loakismine

• N •

nebula @tysukets

nightmare @eywascall

not funny, didn't laugh @/tysukets

• O •

Ocean breeze @/rslytherinesinner

Only one. @starriluvs

• P •

partner in crime @astr1dblogs

perfect @/sunandsstars

• R •

Rivals to Lovers with Lo'ak @angelltheninth

�� S •

scream @sethcertified

Sharing same music taste @/hearts4neteyam

sneaking out @/snoopdogsnip

starlight lovin' @/tysukets

sugar crash @/snoopdogsnip

• T •

teach me @/loakismine

Together again @otherperson12

the chase @/starkeysmoon

The perfect pair @mooooonnnzz

The pink promise @/vandnana

• U •

Unrequited Love @shanaurrr

• W •

Worthy @white-girl444

• Y •

you idiot. @urjanedxn

You're perfect @/shanaurr

Your killin me @slutforavatar

You were just a child.... @/atokirina-writings

#- 123 - REQ (untitled)

lo'ak x female reader @price45

lo'ak x metkyina!reader @marastarz

Lo'ak x Metkayina!GN! @imagineitcreateit

lo'ak headcannons @rainymoodsworld

lo'ak x non-binary @klefansklaroline

angst to fluff @/lola-bunn1

loak x insecure reader @loveysmoke6998

lo'ak x reader @/loveysmoke6998

lo'ak x human!reader @beannmx

lo'ak x polar opposite twin @/beannmx

lo'ak x bestfriend reader @/lola-bunn1

Omatikaya, Metkayina hybrid! reader @/ilikeballs

Lo'akxFem!Metkayinareader @avatarl0v3r

Headcannon of Lo'ak @/angelltheninth

Lo’ak x Female Na’vi Reader Headcanons @woalain

Yo this list is slightly longer than others.

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teyamloving12 · 1 year

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Jake x neytiri fucking reader to thank her for watching the kids near the shore

An Unexpected Thank You

Warning: threesome, slight breeding kink, oral ( m receiving and f receiving), f x f x m, virginity loss

Pairing: Neytiri x reader(21) x Jake

Synopsis: Neytiri and Jake give a "gift" for being their children second sa'nok when they are not around.

You were beautiful. At least Jake and Neytiri thought so. You were a kind young woman who was always helpful and kind to them since they sought refuge at the Metkayina. Jake had a mate, he felt guilty for feeling this way about another woman. Your marūi was right beside theirs. He would visit you to often say hello or thank you for helping his family.

"Did you intend on having children, sweet thing?", he asked. You were still young and treated his children like your own. He was glad that his kids loved you for he was planning to make you his. Only his. You felt heat rise to your face. " Yes I do but the thing I just haven't found the one yet.", you said calmly. Now that you faced him, you noticed how handsome he was. His face striked you

" Don't worry, he will come by soon, sweetheart. Eywa knows what she is doing.", he responded. The truth is since the little boys were scared to claim you, he will. You had a unique yet voluptuous body. You had nice hips, soft thighs and a pretty voice. You were not the boys from the village type but you certainly were his

Neytiri also had her eye on you. You two became extremely close. You could share a secret with him and she could too. But there was one secret that she never shared was that someone noticed how close you and Jake and she was jealous. She wanted you to herself. And only hers.

You sat on the shore as you watched Lo'ak successfully rode an ilu for the first time. He ran out of the water and over to you. He grabbed your hands excitedly. " Did you see that, Y/n? I did It! I finally rode it without falling off!", you were proud of him.

You taught him day and night how to properly ride a ilu and he was successful. He hugged you and you place your chin on his forehead. "Im proud of you, Lo'ak. You did well!", you smiled widely at the young boy. "You believed in me, I couldnt fail you!", Loak responded. He rushed back, joining his brother, Neteyam who offered show him something. You smiled. They made you want children of your own.

Jake and Neytiri looked at you lovingly, they appreciated the fact you were the second mother when they weren't around. You were so fascinated by the sea, you didn't hear Neytiri walking behind you. You felt someone touch you and was frightened. You reacted quickly.

"Mawey Y/n, it's just me!", your heartbeat slowed down in seconds. "Neytiri! It's You! You frightened me!", you said quickly which resulting in a smile from her. You looked in awe. Yes, you've seen her smile beside but her smile was different for it was the smile she used when she is with Jake. It was mesmerising.

" We need to talk...in private.", she whispered. You were afraid. Was she leaving ? She couldn't leave now, you just made a friend. She pulled you into the marūi and sat you down. Your heart was beating fast, your head began to feel light. Neytiri saw that you were unease and took her sat behind you.

She lifted your chin to look at her. " I just wanted to say thank you for taking good care of our children when we are not nearby. We really appreciate everything you do. So... I wanted to give you a little gift of thanks."

You hugged her tightly with your hand around her small waist and the tension between the two females began to rise. She cupped your ass causing you to moan and she took the opportunity to kiss you. She licked the bottom of your lips asking for access which you granted. Your knees began to buckle. You slowly fall to the ground. Neytiri keeled down to kiss you once again. You fell to your back and she reached for your sensitive breasts.

You pushed her away feeling guilty. How would Jake feel if he saw you two like this? But you had to be selfish for once. Is it the right thing to do? Yes. I would be fine.

She crawled onto her lap and started grinding yourself on her. You kissed her sloppily and she untied your top and you did the same. You both moaned at the sensation of your nipples rubbing against hers. You were having the time of your life until Jake returned from a hunt with Tonowari.

Your heart jumps out of your chest but Neytiri didn't stop sucking on your neck, making a moan slip out off your mouth. You hid your face in Neytiri's neck. Jake's laughter echoes throughout the marūi. "Neytiri, were you so much you could wait to give her our 'gift'?", he asked. "She's hypnotic, Ma Jake. She's just so adorable so I couldnt help myself!", she said. You looked confused. They planned this all along?

Confusion plastered across your face. "Don't worry, baby girl! Just accept our little gift for being a good girl for us. You nodded in response. Jake kissed you angrily. During the kiss you felt Neytiri pull off your loincloth while you were still in her lap. Her fingers slipped inside of you. You jolted in pleasure as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"You're so tight, are you a virgin?", Neytiri asked softly. " Yes... I am a virgin.", you said trying to hold back the moans from your mouth. Neytiri kissed your clit and attacking your sloppy cunt. Jake held the sides of your head, lining up his huge cock with your mouth. "It's okay, princess. Just take your little time, I don't mind!", Jake stated. His dick was barely half way down your throat yet you were still gagging. He was literally growing in your mouth. Neytiri bit gently on your clit which causes you to take him even further in. Jake moaned.

" Ahh fuck baby! You're taking my cock so well. You sure you're a virgin? You give real good head!", his praises made you wetter and Neytiri could feel it. He pushed two of her fingers and curled them inside of you. Jake began to twitch for your moans send vibration down to his cock. You felt a knot in your stomach untie and came all over Neytiri's face. She still continued to eat you out, you couldn't take it anymore. It felt so different from your fingers.

Jake continued to thrust harder in your mouth, he poured his jizz down your now sore throat and slowly pulled out. You panted hardly believe I just did that!", you said in shock. " It is not over yet, sweet thing.", he said as he lined up his huge cock with your soaked pussy. Neytiri kissed you to distract you from the pain for the breaking of your hymen. You gasped into the kiss feeling the immense pain.

Jake kissed on your forehead and brings his hand down to your clit. His thumb is moving side to side at a swift pace making you whimper under him. The pressure from him rubbing on your clit is too much. That feeling on your tummy is getting tighter, threatening to snap at any minute.

"Don't cum yet baby!" “Fuck i’m gonna put a pretty baby in you, m'kay?.” Jake grunted with his eyes focused on the way your cunt sucks him in. His words send you over the edge. Your juices sprayed all over his rock hard abs and onto your stomach. “That’s what i’m talkin' about- fuck! You're taking me s'good princess!”

Neytiri sucked on your breast earning a loud moan from you. You couldn't take it anymore. " Ma Jake please-- ahh-- make me cum--destroy my insides!", Jake continued to move swiftly inside your hypersensitive cunt. Neytiri reached for your clit again and squeezed it hard. The knot in your stomach broke making you squirt all over Jake's cock.

You smiled at the two in front of you and placed a kiss on each of their noses. "I enjoyed my gift, thank you Ma Jake and Ma Neytiri.", you said before you fell asleep in Jake's strong arms as Neytiri played with your hair.

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byunpum · 1 year

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The family's clothing

Pairing: Lo'ak x human reader

Neytiri x human reader ??

Tags: crushes,fluff, Neytiri being a sweetheart, cultural differences.

Warning: None, the characters have 20's

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You had a date with loak, well it wasn't a date… it was a hang out. You two used to go out every weekend alone. It could be somewhere, or just going to a place to talk. So you were getting ready. You had your hair down with some braids, which were adorned with beads that Loak had prepared for you. They matched his own.

And today you decided to wear the nice garment, that Neytiri had prepared for your birthday. It was a gift you didn't expect, because the dress style between humans and navis was very different, but when neytiri told you to go with her to 'create' something for kiri, she took your sizes and went to work in secret. So when she gave you this gift, you were very excited. First, it was something you had wanted for a long time. Secondly, seeing neytiri accept you more into her family circle made you very excited.

So you were getting ready, you paired the garment with a pair of short leggings. You felt so good, and you were so excited to show neytiri how good the top looked on you, and to see loak's reaction. So you left your room, going to the exit by the lab. There was your adoptive father norm. After the first events with the RDA, your parents died and norm stayed with you. You never knew your parents, you had no idea who they were. So for you your father was always norm.

You walked into the lab. "Dad…I'm going out with loak. See you," you say, grabbing your oxygen mask. Which, by the way, was a new model. It was a clear plastic tube that went in through your nose, where more oxygen went directly into your respiratory system. These tubes were small, so they didn't bother your nose, and they were comfortable when you put them in your ears. At the end they were connected to the oxygen box. The amount of oxygen that they released was just enough to allow the little air that came in through your mouth not to affect your breathing. Norm was a genius, your father was a genius.

"Ok honey, but be very careful…you know loak and spider get very adventurous" norm is talking but doesn't take his eyes off the computer. "Don't worry, it's just me and loak" you speak, you are about to walk out the door. When norm looks up and sees your outfit. "Wait…you're going out like that?" norm asks. "Yes, what's wrong with it?" you ask innocently. " Love…that's very revealing…. well at least for us" norm says walking up to you. "Excuse me… dad this is a traditional navi clothing. Neytiri prepared it exclusively for me" you say, you are upset you couldn't believe norm was saying this. "I know…but what if the other scientists see you?" says Norm, he was worried. "Well have them pull their eyes out" you raise your voice. Norm gets up from his seat, you might be of adult age, but you were still his little girl.

"Go change and put on something that covers you" norm speaks seriously. You remain silent, you couldn't believe he was asking you to change your clothes, just because his coworkers don't know how to control their hormones. "But daddy…this is a very precious gift for me" you feel your eyes fill with tears. "Just go and change. Then you can go" norm speaks, taking some papers and leaving in annoyance to another room in the lab. You walk to your room and change your clothes. You took off your nice garment, and put on a big shirt. Very ugly. You left the lab and headed for the sully family hut.

When you arrived at the hut, neytiri and loak were there. The boy had decided to wait for you there, and you had told him that you wanted to show him and his mother something. When they saw your figure peeking out of the doorway, they could see how sad you looked. "Hey what happened?" loak stood up to approach you. Stroking your hair. " Nothing…just, take neytiri" you speak, showing your hands, where you were holding the garment she had prepared for you. Neytiri opened her eyes in surprise, you didn't like it? Or was there a problem with the size? Because she could have adjusted it without any problem. "Come here dear" Neytiri makes a movement with her hands, so that you come closer to her.

You walk over to the woman, who is sitting on the floor preparing some things. "What's the problem? You didn't like it?" she looks at you, and sees your eyes fill with tears. "No, I loved it… I even had it on. But dad says it's not appropriate for me to wear it" you sob, loak is behind you. He had already sat down to hug you. "And what's wrong with that man?…I prepared this just for you. With unique pieces from this family, unique pieces that loak wears in his clothing. Like this is not appropriate" neytiri sounds furious. And she had every right to be.

She didn't understand how her clothing, the clothing of her people was inappropriate. And even more so when she had made everything by hand. Loak had approached her, mentioning that your birth date was near and he wanted to give you something special. Neytiri had grown very close to you over the past two years. You were a strong, kind and loving woman to her whole family. Compared to spider, you perfectly fulfilled the requirements to be a good match for her son. So she began to accept you into her family. And when loak asked her to help him make something special, she didn't miss the opportunity to make something that would represent her family, something that everyone would see and say "that girl is part of the sully's". She took loak beads, this would signify that you are her chosen mate. She also took feathers and beads from all the family members. These would signify that they accept and protect you. It was not just an outfit, it was symbolic.

"I know… and I want to use it. But I don't want daddy to be mad at me" you speak, you had your head down. Neytiri wasn't going to stand like that and do nothing. "Come… let's put it on. You will wear it" she says firmly. "But…" you start to speak, as you feel Neytiri grab your arm and lift you off the ground. So that you are right in front of her. "But nothing… if your father wants to say something, let him come here and tell me in person" she starts to remove your shirt. You knew norm wasn't going to confront neytiri, no one did. In fact, getting this close to her was something very special. And so far you were the only human who had this closeness with her.

Loak saw what was happening and moved to turn his back. The boy was excited, seeing how his mother defended you filled his heart with joy. He had chosen you as his mate, and although the two of you had not yet said anything to anyone. Everyone knew what was going on between the two of you. The connection you two had was very pure, and blessed by eywa. Mo'at confirmed this to neytiri, when at first the woman had her doubts. Her mother told her, that you were destined to stay together.

The large shirt ended up somewhere on the floor of the hut, while neytiri was adjusting your top, she adjusted some straps on the sides, adjusting your breasts. And fixing some beads. "There you are… you look beautiful" neytiri caresses your face. She sees your expressions light up again. "Then… I'll make a bottom for you" she said, while analyzing your shorts. "Can I look now?" asks loak, turning around to see how you had turned out. When he saw you, you saw how his eyes widened and a smile drew on his lips. "It looks so good on you… and look it has my beads on it" loak gives his mother a look, she looks at the scene in front of her.

Loak was sitting on the floor, you were in front of him talking and joking. While you were taking some braids from his hair and fiddling with them in your fingers. Showing and comparing the similarity they had, with your outfit. Loak had his hands on your hips. It wasn't maliciously, but as a show of affection. "Well…you two weren't going out" neytiri interrupts your conversation with loak. "That's right…come on. I want to show you something" loak gets up taking your hand, dragging you with him. Before leaving, you run to neytiri and give her a hug. "thank you!!!" you say, as the woman hugs you back. "You're welcome my child, go and have fun" neytiri watches as you run to where loak is and they leave the hut.

It doesn't take long before Jake walks in. " darling how are you?" says jake giving his partner a kiss and sitting down next to her to help her. "Jake we need to talk" says Neytiri, Jake knew she was mad. "Y/N came here crying, because norm wouldn't let her wear the outfit I had made for her. He said it wasn't appropriate" neytiri speaks, while cutting some fruits. "Love you know that the culture of humans and navi is different" said jake, trying to sound calm and neutral in the situation. "Yes, I know we are different… but she and your son are mutually interested in each other. And she has to adapt to our culture. And it bothers me that he keeps her from being part of our family" neytiri yells a little. "I know… and you know that Y/N is prepared to adapt and do whatever it takes to fulfill those requirements. How about I go and talk to norm?" jake is trying to work things out. After all, both parents were worried about their children.

Meanwhile, you and loak had already arrived at this beautiful meadow. there were beautiful flowers, which you had never seen before, you could see some passive animals walking and eating grass. It was a beautiful place. You and loak were sitting there enjoying each other. "How did you find this place?" you ask him, playing with the fingers of his hand, you liked that it was the same as yours. " I was flying in the ikran with spider, and I saw this place. The first thing that popped into my head was you" loak speaks, as you tangle his fingers with yours. You laugh a little, bringing his hand to your lips and giving him a kiss on the knuckles.

"thank you for thinking of me" you say as you look up. "I always do…always" loak, he just sits there waiting for your response. You get up and hug him around the neck. He crosses his arms around you, pulling you closer to his body. Feel how your lips collide with his, to give him a soft kiss. The kiss was slow, you wanted to enjoy the feeling of being so close. You broke away for a moment and gave him a kiss on the nose. " I already told you how much I love you" he sees your smile and copies your movement kissing the tip of your nose too. "Yes about a thousand times" loak hugs you to breathe your scent on your neck.

He had been through so much, since the second arrival of people from heaven pandora. Going to new lands with his family, trying to fit in. Having more war, knowing you were here alone in the forest with these people so close and him so far away from you and not being able to protect you. To then go back to the jungle with his family and think the worst had happened to you. So having you here…now with him in his arms. It was the best feeling in life.

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tinkerbelle05 · 11 months

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Characters: Lo’ak x fem!Metikayina!reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: (Requested) Thanks for the reqs 💖

Warnings: none :)

Taglist & Masterlist & Reqs Info

You tried to stifled a yawn and forced your eyes to stay open. The clan was having a celebration and things were just getting started. After spending the whole day decorating and making sure things do not fall apart, you wanted to enjoy it.

“Hey, are you okay?” Rotxo asked you. “You seem but off.” You two were dancing together to Tsireya’s singing.

You shake your head, “Just a bit sleepy but dancing should keep me awake.”

Dancing did not keep you awake. In any case, it made you more sluggish. Your limbs felt shaky and like that “jello” Jake described from his time on Earth.

“Yea she’s completely out of it,” Neteyam laugh at the scene in front of him. “You should get her before she falls or something.

Your forehead was on Rotxo’s shoulder and you completely stopped moving. Rotxo was supporting your body weight so you wouldn’t fall but he was struggling. Rotxo made eye contact with Lo’ak and sent him a pleading look.

“Oh my…” Lo’ak shook his head and walked over to you. “C’mon let’s get you to bed.”

“What? No, I’m not ready for bed,” you complained to him. You tried to push him away but to no avail.

Lo’ak chuckled a bit and led you away from the party. You wanted to keep dancing and even do a duet with Tsireya if you felt confident enough for it.

“C’mon Lo’ak, lets go back.” You planted your feet in the hot sand and tried pulling him back to the party. You do not know why but being sleepy took away the strength you normally had. Not that you’ll ever admit it to Lo’ak. “I'm not even that tired.”

Now this gets a laugh out of him, “You were literally sleeping on Rotxo shoulder. If it weren't for him, you’d fell on the ground.”

“Yes, yes, but that was then and this is now-ow!” With a hard thud you fell on the ground. While attempting to walk back to the party you tripped on a rock.

You looked up to see Lo’ak standing over you, his freckles lit up and the plants glowing around him, he looked beautiful. He also looked like he was holding in a laugh with his mouth clamped up.

He couldn't hold it in anymore and bursted into a fit of giggles, doubling over and holding his stomach.

“How dare you laugh at me rather than helping me up!” you yelled in mocked anger which caused him to laugh even more and join you on the floor, which got you laughing too.

Both of you lay on the sand staring up at the sky. Your fatigue came back after you calmed down from your laughing fit and the body heat from Lo’ak made it hard for you to resist.

“If you snore, I kick your butt,” you whisper to him and fell to sleep with his snickering in your ear.

Tags: @theycallmesia, @adrunkskeletonsduck, @iwaslikeblah, @athenajh, @nyababymao, @dontknowwhatmynameshouldbe2, @melonfavor, @cupcaykes

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pandoraslxna · 10 months

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free use fantasy with lo’ak and neteyam pleeease. you just exist to be their toy, you’re going about your day just for them to bend you over and take out their frustrations on you. bonus points if it’s become such a routine that no one even reacts and continues whatever they’re doing

adult Neteyam x female reader / adult Lo‘ak x female reader, minors dni 🔞

The little agreement you had with the Sully brothers was downright filthy. So shamelessly sinful that if anyone was ever to find out about this, you would pray to the great mother to erase your whole existence from pandora.

But by eywa, was it worth it.

It was so worth it, when Lo‘ak opened the flaps to your marui, sharp grin plastered on his face as he took three long strides to stand right in front of you. The woven fabric in your hands was long forgotten as he teasingly slapped the tip of his throbbing cock against your tongue, his other hand cradling through your hair to find a good grip before he slid himself into your waiting mouth and fucked your throat raw, until you were gagging and drooling around his shaft. He came with stuttering hips, gasping and cursing under his breath while you swallowed around him.

"Fuck, baby you’re the best", Lo‘ak smiled at you, giving a quick peck to your cheek before he left you to continue your chores like nothing has ever happened.

It was even better when Neteyam stumbled upon you in the forest, your basket of herbs and fruits discarded to somewhere on the ground before he bend you over the next best log, loincloth pulled to the side and sliding his cock into you with ease. "Always so wet and ready for me", Neteyam groaned lowly into your ear and then he started pounding into you like there was no tomorrow. "Such a good girl, my pretty little slut. M'gonna fuck you full of my cum, want to fill you up so bad."

And what mighty warrior would he be if he didn’t kept his promises? By the time he left, only turning around to give you a smug wink before he flew away on his ikran, your legs felt like jelly and his cum flowed out of you in thick, milky goblets, soaking your loincloth while you picked your basket off the ground.

You never regretted agreeing to whatever it was, that the two Sully’s shared with you. Not even, when Lo‘ak was stuffed balls deep inside your clenching cunt, your leg lazily swung over his thigh, his chest pressed against your back and a hand clamping down over your mouth to stifle your moans. All that was hiding you from the outside world, was a large rock and the crashing of waves drowning out your little whimpers and pleas and the smacking sound of flesh against flesh as his cock stretched you with every harsh thrust. Down at the shore, you could hear the others calling for Lo‘ak, desperately searching for the man that could barely bite back a grunt when he felt you squeeze his cock even tighter. "So fucking tight, love your pussy so much", he panted into your ear, "keep squeezing, baby I’m so close. Need to cum so bad. C‘mon, pretty, before the others will find us."

Or when you felt Neteyam’s soft, warm breath against the nape of your neck, as he unobtrusively inched closer to you in the water. You swallowed back a whimper when you felt the hard length of his cock against the backside of your thighs, slowly nudging itself between them. "Shh, don’t make a sound. Just push back against me", he told you quietly and you didn’t hesitate to obey his command. Squeezing his cock with your soft thighs, you move to let him fuck the space between them. Your movements are slow and subtle, the warm water around your hips swirls gently and you bite your bottom lip hard to concentrate on whatever Ao’nung was talking about.

Todays lesson didn’t end with you, finally being able to ride an ilu, but that didn’t really matter. In the end of the day, you were already riding something way better than that…

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neytirisblog · 1 year

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Hello there!! I hope you're doing great it's my first time ever requesting something so I'm kinda nervous writing this but can I request a Ao'nung x reader where they are dating but Ao'nung is ashamed of reader because she is a sully so when they are around his friend he kinda pushed her away until they're gone

Sorry if it's kinda weird hehe

Ashamed

pairings: aonung x sully!reader

warnings: kinda toxic aonung

summary: you figure out why he wanted your relationship a secret

a/n: hello! i hope you enjoy and i hope this is what you meant by the ask :) also it’s definitely not weird at all!!

You have been dating Aonung for two weeks but not the way you want to, Aonung insisted that you two should keep your relationship on the down low- meaning not to tell anyone.

Him doing that made you very upset, especially heartbroken. You wanted to be able to hold hands with him freely, hang out just the two of you.

You hated meeting in secret and only being able to see him mainly at night because the two of you were most likely busy during the day or he would just push you away until all your friends left.

You didn’t notice it at first when it started- when he wouldn’t talk to you when you were all around friends, when he would ignore you when you would speak to him but you just brushed it off thinking he didn’t hear you.

You didn’t know about him picking on Kiri, and you especially didn’t know about the fight between him and your brothers.

Your siblings all talked about how much they disliked him but you didn’t think much of it because he didn’t act that way when you were around and even when you two would talk he would never bring them up.

You just wanted to be able to express your love to him without it being kept a secret, it soon began to feel like he was ashamed.

Could it have been because you were not like him? Because you had five fingers and not four? He never said anything about it so you never really bothered to ask.

You had spoken to Aonung about telling everyone you were together and all he said was the same thing over and over, “ Soon we will tell everyone we are together, just have patience. "

You internally rolled your eyes when he said that- beginning to grow angrier and angrier as the days went by.

You couldn’t handle it anymore, and today was the day that really sent you off.

You and Tsireya, Roxto, Aonung, and a few other of their friends were all in the water laughing and making jokes.

You looked at Aonung a smile on your face which he didn’t return and quickly looked away, making you frown.

You hated it.

He ignored you the entire day, acting like you didn’t even exist. But then you started to notice the snarky comments he was sending your siblings.

Eventually the day came to an end and everyone was gone- except for Aonung, the two of you sat together in the sand.

“ What was that today? " You questioned, looking straight at him and the anger was evident in your voice.

“ What are you talking about? " He asked, a hint of confusion in his voice.

You rolled your eyes at his words, “ You were clearly ignoring me today, I mean I know you wanna keep us a secret but you can still talk to me. "

Aonung sighed and turned his head away from you, “ I wasn’t ignoring you. "

“ Did I do something wrong? Is it because you’re ashamed? Is that why you want to keep us a secret? " I asked, tears beginning to cloud my vision but I pushed them away.

“ No! Why would I be ashamed? " He questioned, but little did he know Neteyam told me about what he said about Kiri and Loak.

“ I’ve been told what you did, you made fun of my brother for having five fingers and not four, but I have five fingers as well- you called him a freak so that means I’m a freak. "

“ I- I didn’t mean it like that, you’re not a freak and I’m not ashamed. " Aonung whispered, why was he acting like this? Why couldn’t he just say the truth?

“ Admit it. You’re ashamed and you’re embarrassed. You don’t wanna be seen with me- a sully, or what you call us, a freak. " I spoke, my voice raising as I stood up.

“ Fine! You want me to admit it? Fine! I was embarrassed. And yes, I have said things about your family, I will admit but I have never said a bad thing about you. " Aonung spoke, getting up as well, looking down at me.

“ That doesn’t matter Aonung, they are my family. It doesn’t matter that you’re not talking about me because everything you’ve said applies to me. " I spoke, he was about to say something but I cut him off.

“ It all makes sense now, wanting this relationship to be a secret, us meeting in secret. " I yelled, doing a finger motion between us,

“ This relationship is over until you have some courage to tell others about me and not be embarrassed, you know this really shows how much you care about me. "

“ Y/n, I love you. " Aonung cried, “ I never meant to hurt you, I was just not thinking- you changed me, I never should’ve acted that way with your family, none of you are freaks and I’m sorry for keeping us a secret, I was just scared. "

“ I think we should take a break from eachother, I think that’s what’s for the best. " I spoke, a tear rolling down my cheek. Aonung began to cry and I felt my heart break as he dropped onto his knees.

***

Days passed since I broke up with Aonung and I haven’t really seen him around.

I sat on the ground with Tuk as we made some bracelets inside of our marui. The loud chatter of my siblings voices were heard outside of the marui slowly getting closer and closer.

“ You will never guess what happened today Y/n, it’s insane! " Loak yelled, my head immediately shooting up at him.

I tilted my head to the side and made a motion for him to continue, “ Aonung apologized for being a skxawng and calling us freaks, he said he wanted to be friends with us. "

My eyes widened, “ Really? That’s so surprising, I wonder why he did that." I spoke, making my siblings nod their heads at my words.

I knew I had to go speak to him, “ Kiri, could you continue to make bracelets with Tuk? I have to go do something really fast. " I asked, Kiri nodded her head and I immediately ran to search for him.

I looked everywhere for him and nothing. I sighed as I walked towards where I broke up with him and my ears perked up when I saw him sitting there by himself.

As I got closer he must’ve noticed my presence because he turned his head towards me, his eyes shocked.

“ What are you doing here? " He mumbled, I slightly smiled and sat down next to him.

“ I’ve come to see you, Loak told me what you did, how you apologized to them- it means a lot that you are fixing your mistakes for me. "

“ I told you that I love you and that means I’ll doing anything for you, that means if you are willing to get back with me we can tell everyone that we are together and that you will be soon be my mate. " Aonung spoke, hope in his eyes and he looked at me.

I paused for a moment, debating my decision. I love Aonung. A smile appeared on my face as I slowly leaned in and kissed him.

I pulled away and a grin appeared on his face, “ I would like that a lot. " I spoke.

When my siblings found out we were dating they were extremely shocked but then all agreed that it was suspicious that he just apologized to them out of the blue.

Aonung began to work on his relationship with you family and he regretted being so mean because he soon became extremely close to each of your family members.

He even became closest to Loak which was a huge suprise because he told you that they were the main two that did not get along.

Everything was different now and you two no longer had to sneak away in secret, Aonung was no longer ashamed and embarrassed and even his parents began to grow a liking to the Sullys.

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okay since ur req is open rn i have an idea and ofc i don’t mind waiting, take ur time w it! basically it’s a neteyam x reader angst + fluff (oblivious idiots + opposites attract trope) whereby reader is loak’s bestfriend, who also has a crush on neteyam but keeps it a secret bcs she thought neteyam sees her as another troublesome little sibling like loak but what she doesn’t know is that neteyam also has a crush on her but he thought she sees him only as loak’s boring and non adventurous older brother. idk how it should go from that but can you please PLEASE ends it w fluff 🙏 thank you in advance! feel free to change anything and take as much time as you’d need bby 💓

Thank you for your request anon! 😁 I got on to this a lot quicker than I thought as my ideas for it came to me & boy did it just flow! I thought it was going to be a quick drabble, but holy moly, how have I ended up with 11.3k words of angst, drama, romance & sweet, sweet fluff! I hope you love it, anon! And I hope everyone else enjoys it too!

"Your Best Friend's Brother"

Pairing: Neteyam x fem!Omatikaya Reader No warnings apply - Just a boat-load of angst, drama, protective & possessive Neteyam, romance & toe-curling fluff. Again, I personally do not like the use of 'Y/N' so your name in this is 'Kalia' (pronounced KAA-lee-yah). Language note - paskalin means 'sweet berry' and it's a term of endearment.

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~~ Neteyam’s POV ~~

Neteyam trudged through the verdant underbrush of the woodlands following the sound of playful slapping and squealing in the distance where he was sure he would find you and Lo’ak. He rolled his eyes with a sigh, wondering what mischief and hazardous activities you would both be getting up to today. Fiddling with the string of his bow across his front, he readjusted his bow to sit more comfortably across his torso. The little leather pack that contained his carving implements and bow oil bounced lightly at his hip as he walked.

Granted, it was nice having days off from his warriors’ duties. Group hunts and patrols could be strenuous depending on the game being hunted and the distance travelled, so the days where he could just relax on home ground and let loose were appreciated. Until his parents foisted the responsibility of keeping Lo’ak out of trouble on him…

Lo’ak was only a year younger than him, but Neteyam often ruminated and marvelled at how his brother’s maturity level was still leagues behind his own. Of course, being the oldest child did force one to grow up a little too quickly, but at already seventeen years of age, one would think that Lo’ak would have a better compass and not such a huge proclivity for getting into trouble.

If Neteyam was honest, the only thing that made the days he had to babysit his brother bearable was you.

You and Lo’ak might as well be joined at the hip. The best of friends since you could both walk, everywhere Lo’ak went, you went with him. Every stupid little game or dangerous stunt Lo’ak pulled, you were right there beside him. You had always tagged along with Lo’ak and his other siblings. So, for the longest time, Neteyam had not thought much of the way things were and it had not bothered him; you and Lo’ak, the disruptive duo.

However, things had begun to shift ever so subtly for Neteyam as he grew older, as you all did, growing and maturing into young adults. The older he got, the more he noticed you. His body started to react and respond to you in a way that made him increasingly aware that he was a young man and you were a young woman.

Neteyam began to notice the way your beautiful braids brushed the small of your back. He began to notice the enticing way your slim waist flared out to the curve of your hips and your bottom; the soft rounds of your breasts behind your clothing…

It had hit him quite suddenly one evening and things had never been the same since.

*** FLASHBACK ***

“Kalia!” Neteyam heard Tuk cry gleefully. His little sister bounced through his family’s shelter to throw herself at you, uncaring of the thumping impact she made against your thighs. Your laugh was jovial as you bent to give Tuk a hug, expertly balancing the wooden platter you held in your other hand.

Neteyam watched as you greeted his parents politely at the threshold, stepping into the space only when his mother welcomed you in with a wave of her hand. Neytiri embraced you affectionately and returned your greeting, “Oel ngati kameie, Kalia. Come in. What wonderful food have you brought to spoil us with today?”

The wooden platter held two mounds, one much bigger than the other, both wrapped in cooking cloth. You gently set the platter down in the centre of the space where the food mats were, “Mother and I have been practising making tumpasuk (red-orange berry) sweet bread. This batch was quite successful so we thought we’d share.”

“Ah, you know your cooking is always welcome in my household.” Jake sniggered, patting his belly enthusiastically.

Reaching back towards the platter, you picked up the smaller wrapped mound of bread and rose to your feet. Neteyam saw you scan the vicinity and his heart gave an involuntary skip when your vivid green eyes eventually landed on him and your gazes locked. A small smile played across your lips and he was suddenly drawn to how succulent they looked, a thought that made his ears heat in embarrassment.

You made your way towards him and Neteyam had to make a conscious effort to close his mouth and school his expression into one of nonchalance, lest his face betray the sensual thoughts that his brain had begun to annotate about you as you approached. You had grown very pretty in recent years and despite the nuisance that you and Lo’ak always presented, Neteyam realised that you had always been a very sweet girl. A very sweet, very pretty girl.

“Hey Neteyam,” Your voice was a tender lilt in his ears and he lifted his hands to receive the small mound as you held the sweet treat out to him in both of yours, “This one is for you.”

Neteyam swallowed tightly, hoping the heat in his cheeks and ears were not colouring his skin too obviously, “Thanks, Kalia. I’m sure it’ll taste amazing, as always.”

The soft peal of your giggling tickled his ears then and Neteyam had to resist the urge to reach out and stroke your cheek. Your cyan skin looked so smooth and he was willing to bet that it would be warm and silken beneath his fingertips. The little points of your canines peaked out endearingly from behind your upper lip as you grinned and Neteyam’s nose was suddenly perceptive of an alluring scent that he knew was not the sweetbread in his hands.

“I put more dried tumpasuk berries in yours, as well a little extra rock sugar. I know you like yours sweeter.” You murmured quietly to him.

Neteyam returned your smile, silently allowing himself to bask in the feeling of being looked after specially by you. “I do, you’re right. Thanks again.”

“Hey!” Lo’ak’s voice grated from off to the side, “Why does Neteyam always get his own special treat? I thought I was your best friend!”

“You are, which is why it’s you and I that always get up to no good together.” You agreed heartily, “But your poor brother is the one who has to put up with our shit, so I figured we better thank him?”

Neteyam’s heart sank a little. Oh, was that why he always got his own treat? You were just thanking him as Lo’ak’s babysitter big brother. He suddenly felt a lot less special than he did a few moments ago…

*** FLASHBACK END ***

That had been just over a year ago and ever since then, Neteyam had grown more and more critical of your friendship with Lo’ak. Your spirited friendship with his brother seemed more at odds now to him than it ever had before. You had matured into a young woman who appeared to have her head screwed on the right way, kind-hearted and generous with good instincts. Yet all of this seemed to vaporise into thin air the moment you were around Lo’ak.

Neteyam did not understand why you persisted on accompanying his brother on his silly little escapades, playing stupid games like seeing who could pinch and punch the other the hardest. By Eywa, Neteyam had wanted to punch Lo’ak the day he had seen the bruises and marks he had left on your shoulders and arms. The thought of someone intentionally causing you pain and marring your beautiful skin made his blood boil, even though he knew that you had willingly participated in the ridiculous exercise.

But most of all, Neteyam hated the way Lo’ak’s recklessness endangered you.

Not that this meant he cared any less for Lo’ak’s safety than yours. He loved his brother and all his other siblings immensely and there was a natural desire on his part to keep them all safe. However, his impulse to protect you felt different. It was not rooted in the same place of familial love and affection he felt for his siblings. Instead, the strong urge he felt to protect you rather stemmed from his attraction to you as a male was to a female he was interested in.

If Neteyam had his way, you would never go on another irresponsible adventure with Lo’ak ever again. And this put him at odds with his brother. However, he acknowledged that getting in the way of your friendship would be wrong and he knew it would sour things overall for all three of you.

Neteyam had to find a way to curb this newfound possessiveness that he felt for you. You were not his and he was nothing more to you than your best friend’s older brother. His role was to keep an eye on Lo’ak; keep Lo’ak out of trouble and he would keep you out of trouble by default. Simple as that. Nothing more.

Your squeals and peals of laughter became clearer as Neteyam rounded the corner of a lush coppice into a glade of fyìpmaut (squid fruit) trees. Sure enough, as expected, there were you and Lo’ak, chasing each other round the glade with bits of squashed fruit in your fists, stained almost from head to toe in bright pink squid fruit residue.

Perhaps this was a good time to tell you both that fyìpmaut fruit juice stained almost permanently on whatever it came into contact with…

~~ Your POV ~~

“Lo’ak, you sucker!” You yelled out, darting out of the way as Lo’ak attempted to grab hold of you to smear you further with squid fruit, “I’ve got way more fruit on you than you have on me!”

“Yeah? Well I beat you earlier at seed-spitting, so we’re even.”

The glade of squid fruit trees were in high season currently, the trees around you bursting with bright purple fruit. The fruit hung in bunches, much like utumauti (banana fruit). Each piece of fruit was like a long, squidgy antenna, full of magenta coloured flesh that had five or six stony seeds in them.

Fresh from your run through the woodlands earlier with rumbling stomachs, it had been Lo’ak’s idea to stop and feast on your find. What had begun as a sweet and innocent snack-stop had soon turned playful when Lo’ak had challenged you to see who could spit the seeds the furthest. Seeds were spat, a winner was crowned and then you, against your better judgement, had decided to hurl a handful of pulverised fruit at him. War then ensued, which led you both to the present moment, sticky, breathless and dyed bright pink.

Lo’ak flung another piece of squashed fruit at you, which you only just managed to duck out of the way of, laughing, “Ok, alright! Truce?”

Your best friend snorted at the sight of you, “You’ve got it all up in your hair. You’re going to have to scrub your braids out and re-do them all!”

You launched yourself at Lo’ak, tackling him to the ground in a jumble of mock hisses and snarls, before a familiar voice plucked you both out of your tussle.

“Mum is going to twist your ears so hard they’ll fall off, Lo’ak.”

Startled, you shot to your feet at Neteyam’s voice. Self-consciousness overwhelmed you and you avoided meeting his gaze. Great Mother, you must look a mess… Did Lo’ak just say you had fruit in your hair?... You began a futile attempt to clean up by swiping at the bits of fruit on your arms and legs, trying to flick and rub the tacky mess from your skin and clothing.

“Ah, here comes the killjoy. Why is Mum going to twist my ears, bro?” Lo’ak queried, joining you at your side, following your lead and partaking in a fruitless attempt to clean up.

Neteyam’s toned legs came into your downcast view as he stepped up to the pair of you, and you instinctively looked up to acknowledge him. Your saliva dried up in your mouth as it always did when you laid eyes on him. Your quiet crush on him was getting rather out of hand in the confines of your own consciousness. You would never admit to all the times you had daydreamed girlishly of Neteyam, of all the things a girl wanted a boy she liked to do to her; holding his hand; a slow dance in the fading light of a dying bonfire; a kiss…

You had never admitted your feelings to anyone and especially not to Lo’ak. He would never let you live it down, crushing on his older brother. Though you knew Lo’ak had his suspicions about the way you felt.

Lo’ak thought his older brother was a dull and uninspiring killjoy, but if you were honest, you found that Neteyam’s maturity only added to the already large number of reasons you found him attractive. He was gentle, thoughtful, extremely loyal to those he cared about and one of the most skilled warriors the Omatikaya had ever seen. And he was very handsome… compassionate, intellectual, with a lovely deep voice… Your list went on.

“Squid fruit juice stains.” Neteyam stated matter-of-factly, “It’s going to take a lot of scrubbing to get it off your skin. As for your clothing, the stains will never wash out of cloth. These clothes you’re wearing are ruined, both of you.”

You heard Lo’ak bite back a curse as he fiddled with the fabric of his loincloth. It had been a lovely moss green before, but thanks to the addition of the squid fruit juice, it was now a rather unappealing shade of splotchy browns. You sighed, looking at your own ruined chest covering and loincloth. Your clothing had been a shade of lilac and while the magenta-coloured fruit juice did not contrast quite as jarringly against the fabric of your clothing as it did on Lo’ak’s, the stains were still clearly stains. There was no way the splodges would ever pass for artistic embellishment.

“At least, we didn’t get up to any dangerous shit today.” Lo’ak mused, elbowing Neteyam who sprang away lightly from his juice-covered brother with a chuckle.

“Good. We don’t need a repeat of the rock slide incident from the other week.” Neteyam cautioned, pursing his lips, “You could have both gotten really hurt from that.”

“Eh, it was fine. Kalia rolled out of the way in the end, didn’t you?” Lo’ak slapped you heavy-handedly on the back and you winced slightly in pain.

“It was a very close shave. And watch your strength, bro. Don’t be so rough with her.” The rebuke from Neteyam was delivered in an even tone, but there was an authority behind it that made Lo’ak roll his eyes.

“We should probably go and wash as best as we can before heading home.” You exhaled, feeling the stick of the fruit juice between your fingers, “The juice is starting to dry and it’s getting itchy.”

Neteyam was eyeing you up and down with an insouciant expression that betrayed very little of what he might be thinking and feeling in that moment. You were used to this. Neteyam very rarely displayed strong emotion or had dramatic reactions. He was always calm and collected. If Lo’ak was a jaunty and splashing stream, Neteyam was a deep and tranquil lake.

However, his intent gaze only fired the coals of your self-consciousness and you began to pick worriedly through the soiled braids of your hair. You realised then that there were small, drying bits of fruit still clinging to the backs of your fingers, and you stuck your fingers into your mouth one by one, trying to the best of your efforts to suck them clean.

You heard Neteyam suck in a deep breath through his nose and he spun away from you, beginning to amble back the way he came, “There’s a split in the stream farther back where you can both wash. Come on, we want to get back before eclipse.”

Heat flushed your face and ears and you swallowed the lump of shame in your throat. You probably looked absolutely feral, covered in gummy fruit bits and your hair all dishevelled. What girl ever wanted the boy she had a crush on to see her like this? You cursed your short-sightedness. You had known today was Neteyam’s day off and that you would likely see him.

You took a lot of pride in your appearance usually. Your mother always ensured your braids were impeccably done and you had an array of jewellery and clothing that you enjoyed picking through, deciding what you wanted to wear from day to day. Part of the reason was because you enjoyed being well put together, and the other reason was that you wanted to look good for your best friend’s older brother.

Following Lo’ak and Neteyam as they began their walk back to the stream, you mentally chastised yourself. Neteyam probably thought of you as a second nuisance. He already had Lo’ak to contend with from day to day and there you always were, getting into messy situations right along with him. You knew it did not make you look good, but you loved hanging out with Lo’ak. He was your dearest friend and he made you laugh with all his folly.

Reaching the split in the stream, Neteyam nodded towards one side, “Lo’ak and I will take this side. You can wash on the other. We’ll all meet back here when we’re done.”

“OK, got it.” You nodded in understanding.

“Kalia?”

You turned to face Neteyam at the sound of your name, your ears twitching curiously as you wondered why he had called out again.

Neteyam shot you a toothy grin and he chuckled, clearly tickled by something, “Make sure you wash your face really well. You’ve still got squid fruit pieces on your nose and forehead.”

Mortified, your hands flew to your face and sure enough, your fingers met something stodgy in the centre of your forehead. Cursing under your breath you turned on heel and strode for the stream on your side, secretly enjoying the sound of Neteyam’s husky laughter even though it made your cheeks burn in embarrassment.

Wading into the stream, you stopped once the cool water pooled around your hips, not wanting to go any deeper. You had never been comfortable in deep or rushing water. From childhood, you had always had an irrational fear of water. All attempts to teach you to swim had failed, as a result. You could tread water at best, but that could not be considered proper swimming. No matter, you had never held any desire to join the fisherfolk in their work hunting fish and gathering other river prey anyway.

Reaching to draw a cupful of water in your hands, you splashed yourself all over to moisten your skin. You began your arduous process of intently cleaning the fruit stains from your skin, knowing that this was the easy part. Washing your hair would be an even bigger task. You cleaned gently around a bad scrape on your left elbow, careful not to dislodge the healing scab that had formed there.

In the repetitive monotony of splashing, scrubbing and dunking, it was easy for your thoughts to drift back to that fateful day a few weeks ago when you earned that scrape. You had acquired several other grazes and cuts on your thighs and knees that same day too. It was also one of the few days you had ever seen Neteyam abandon his usually measured and composed demeanour in a rare display of emotion…

*** FLASHBACK ***

“I’ve got more rocks than you do.” You teased in a sing-song voice as you watched Lo’ak eye the broken cliff face before you, trying to decide which piece of rock he wanted to dislodge next.

“Yeah, but the rocks in my pile are bigger.” Lo’ak countered, “They’re riskier moves than the tiny little pebbles you’ve picked off.”

It was a dicey game you were playing, and once again it was all Lo’ak’s idea. There was an overhanging arch on the damaged cliff face that stood before you and the aim was to take turns dislodging as many rocks as possible before the overhang crumbled down.

“I thought that the person with the most rocks when the overhang crumbles, wins? Not the person with the biggest rocks.”

Sticking his tongue out at you, Lo’ak picked another hefty looking stone and set his foot on it, attempting to dislodge it with his body’s weight, “Nah, I’ve changed the rules. Person with the most amount of big rocks wins.”

Several smaller stones crumbled from the overhang, smacking and rolling loudly onto the ground in a precarious song of warning at the danger they were trifling with.

“That’s so unfair, you skxawng!” You whined peevishly, “You can’t change the rules partway through the game! Stop being a dick.”

“How about the both of you just stop entirely?” Neteyam’s voice called out as he appeared at the treeline. He had left the two of you for a bit to go down to the river to refill all your waterskins, and look what mischief you had both managed to get up to in that short span of time.

Lo’ak threw his arms up in the air, exasperated, “Nah, don’t ruin the fun, Neteyam. I’ve almost won anyway!”

“Are you kidding me, bro?” Neteyam exclaimed, aghast as he looked from his brother to you and then to your respective piles of rock, “Stop right now. That overhang is going to fall at any moment and it’s dangerous. Get away from there.”

“That’s the whole point, bro! We’re trying to see who can dislodge the most rocks before it crumbles.”

“Is it the most rocks or the biggest rocks?! You keep changing it!” You squealed in frustration. Both you and Lo’ak had strong competitive streaks, and neither of you liked losing.

Sensing your genuine upset, Lo’ak acquiesced and proposed a final tie-break challenge, “Alright, alright! How about this? You see that big rock over by you and this big one here by me? Whoever dislodges it first wins the whole game, once and for all. Never mind our piles.”

“No, no way. Stop it, both of you. We’re leaving now!” Neteyam hissed gravely.

However, neither you nor Lo’ak were paying him any attention. Narrowing your eyes at your best friend, you considered his proposal. You looked at the size of the rock Lo’ak had picked out for you, noted its position and then looked over at the rock he had assigned himself. Yours appeared to be in a better position. It was not wedged in as tightly to the cliff face as his was. You reckoned you could do it.

“Deal.” You called out to Lo’ak, who hooted in triumph despite Neteyam’s snarl of vexation at his side.

Both of you got stuck in immediately, feet and hands all intent on dislodging your respective rocks. Yours wobbled in its spot and you barked out a laugh of impending victory.

Several small rocks fell from overhead then and a thunderous crash echoed from above. What happened next happened so quickly that you were unsure if it had been your rock or Lo’ak’s that had caused the aftermath. The overhang disintegrated in a flash and a slew of mud and jagged rocks came pouring at speed over the edge where the overhang had been.

A cry of surprise left you and you stumbled backwards, tripping and falling painfully onto your side. Instinctively you rolled away from the surge of the rock slide and curled into foetal position, hands and arms over your head with your knees pressed to your chest.

The deafening roar of the rock slide dissipated, leaving a swirling cloud of dust and debris. Its gritty and granular texture stung your nose and you thought you could feel the grainy scratch of the tainted air all the way down your windpipe and into your lungs as you coughed violently.

Slowly uncurling your form, you tested your joints in small movements. You were scratched and scraped, but nothing felt broken or seriously injured. You could faintly make out Lo’ak and Neteyam’s worried voices as they called out to you, and you responded through a tickly throat, “I’m here! I’m OK!”

The rock slide was massive. It had divided you and separated you from the boys where you all stood in a raised wall of rock and mud. Thankfully you were out in the open and so you were not trapped. You just had to climb over the wreckage to get back to the other side.

You saw the rocks at the uppermost part of the wreckage shift and Neteyam’s head poked over the peak, closely followed by Lo’ak who cried, “Oh, shit! Kalia!”

The pair of brothers climbed gingerly over the apex of the wreckage, sliding downward on the slope towards you.

Neteyam reached you first though and you were gradually helped to your feet by his strong and firm hands. His eyes were wide and his breaths rushed from him in harsh pants while he checked you over. He circled you, gently lifting your arms as he went around, looking for any sign of serious injury. He crouched down then to look at the grazes on your legs.

You were a little shaken by the scare of the rock slide, but you were fine and you patted Neteyam’s hands where they clutched at your hips, his eyes focused on a graze along your thigh, “I’m fine, Neteyam. Nothing is broken. They’re only skin wounds.”

His eyes locked with yours for a few moments and they blazed with fury in their golden depths. He rose to his feet and you were prepared for him to berate you, but he swivelled around to Lo’ak instead and unleashed his ire, “You fucking moron! What were you thinking? No, I’ll tell you what, you weren’t thinking! This could have ended so much worse than it has! You should know better than this!”

Lo’ak shrivelled under his brother’s wrath and Neteyam returned his livid eyes to you, “You should know better. Both of you!”

Neteyam was almost vibrating with his rage. His nose was wrinkled and his upper lip was curled back in a snarl. You shrank at the sight, your shame consuming you as his words sunk in. He was right; you and Lo’ak had been extremely reckless.

Frankly, you were lucky to have escaped with your lives.

*** FLASHBACK END ***

That was another thing that you discovered you adored about Neteyam. He forgave easily and he never held a grudge.

You smiled to yourself at the thought. Neteyam had been angry for all of ten minutes at most, before he reverted to his usual caring and concerned self. You appreciated his kindly nature for what it was. Lo’ak, on the other hand, enjoyed pushing people’s buttons and you knew he took his brother’s forgiving nature for granted by always testing his boundaries.

The true blue of your own skin stared back at you as you surveyed your torso and your limbs. Your face felt fresh and your hair, though sopping wet, no longer felt tacky. Satisfied with your scrubbing efforts, you waded back to the mossy bank of the stream where your clothing lay. You had tried to wash those too, but no amount of scouring and wringing had freed the stains from the cloth.

Dressing quickly, you met the boys back at the agreed spot.

Lo’ak’s skin still looked purple in places and his jaw dropped at the squeaky-clean sight of you, “How’d you get all of it off you like that?”

You gloated a little at your job well done and smirked at him, “Good and proper scrubbing. Something you’d know nothing about. If you did, you’d smell better in general too.”

The comment elicited an offended gasp from Lo’ak and a hearty laugh from Neteyam who, despite having not partaken in their juicy fruit war, had also taken the opportunity to bathe.

“I don’t smell bad!” Lo’ak protested, chest puffing with indignance.

You laughed and teased your friend further, “No, you don’t smell bad, but you don’t smell good either.”

Neteyam stepped up to you then and your breath hitched on your next inhale. You hoped he had not noticed. Unlike his brother, Neteyam smelled very good to you. He scent was a clean musk like fresh forest greenery with a tinge of something spicy underneath.

“You did a good job scrubbing, but you missed a spot.” The rich depth of Neteyam’s voice swept over you like a warm caress and you held your breath like you had somehow lost the ability to respire like a normal person. You saw him reach out with a hand and then his thumb swiped slowly and deliberately at something high on your forehead near your hairline.

His hand pulled away and you registered a small pink glob of squid fruit on his thumb just as said thumb disappeared into his mouth to suck the digit clean. Neteyam’s intense gaze never left yours as he pulled his thumb unhurriedly from between his lips. A delightful shiver raced down your spine, and your girlish daydreams churned their way to the forefront of your mind when you saw his tongue dart out to lick his lips one last time.

Neteyam turned then to lead the trio of you away back towards home and you vaguely registered your numb and tingling legs following suit alongside Lo’ak.

A revolted groan sounded from Lo’ak and it pulled you back to reality from the daydream you had been immersed in. Your head pivoted to meet his face, which was contorted into a disgusted moue, “What is it, Lo’ak?”

“Stop eyeing up my brother’s ass.”

Your mouth dropped open in shock. Truthfully, you had been admiring Neteyam’s rear, but you were not about to admit that. Scrambling for cover and trying to worm your way out of the hole you had found yourself in, you stuttered, “I wasn’t! I was looking at his- umm, at his-”

“Ass.” Lo’ak supplied again, deadpan.

“No!” You hissed under your breath. Neteyam was walking a little way ahead of the both of you, but you were careful to keep your volume down. “I was looking at his tail!”

A sarcastic scoff was your best friend’s response and he eyed you calculatingly, his expression dripping with his disbelief, “Because tails are so interesting. Come on, Kalia, don’t lie to me. I know you find my brother attractive. I’ve seen the way you look at him.”

Stubborn and resolute in your plan not to admit the truth, you shook your head, “Nope.”

Lo’ak laughed, the stray beaded braid that wasn’t tucked behind his ear swinging charmingly with the movements of his head, “Oh, so I suppose you just look at everyone like that? All moony-eyed? Hell, do you look at my ass like that when I’m not looking?”

“Eww! No! Gross!”

What ensued was a series of pinches, slaps and squeals as you squabbled. Neteyam halted in his tracks and he turned to see what all the commotion was about with a questioning look on his face.

Unable to resist the opportunity for another jibe at you, Lo’ak called out to him, “Oi, turn back around bro. You’re ruining the view.”

You felt the blood rush to your face and ears and you knew instantly that you were flushing a deep shade of violet. You slapped the back of Lo’ak’s thigh hard and satisfaction bloomed within you when he gave a pained yowl in reaction to it.

~~ Neteyam’s POV ~~

Seeing that you were both just bickering again as you often were, Neteyam gave a weary shake of his head and resumed walking. He had missed the meaning of Lo’ak’s cryptic comment, but he had not missed the deep blush staining its way across your smooth cheeks. He smiled to himself. You looked so beautiful when you blushed.

The bright pink of the squid fruit juice against your blue skin earlier had also coloured your complexion a lovely purple hue and it had reminded him very much of your blushing skin. The fruit juice had been smeared all over you; in your hair, on your face, your neck, your chest… And you had looked like a mouth-watering mess to him.

Neteyam felt saliva pool in his cheeks at the memory. By Eywa, he had wanted to clean your skin off himself with his own mouth and tongue. He had wanted to kiss you and taste the sweetness of the squid fruit on your plump lips. He had wanted to lick the gummy bits of fruit from your slender fingers and trail his tongue over every stained part of you until you were clean.

When you had sucked your own fingers into your mouth in the next moment, his thoughts had darkened even further. The sight of your succulent lips wrapped around your fingertips had been incredibly arousing, and he had forced himself to turn away when the next image his very male brain had supplied was of your sweet lips wrapped around something else of his.

He halted his thoughts immediately at the recollection. This had to stop. He had to find a way to distract himself from hankering after you. You were his baby brother’s best friend, for goodness sake.

A feeling of futility swamped Neteyam when the next remark his brain supplied in response to his previous statement was ‘so what?’

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A few months later

Neteyam sat leaning against the softer, peeling bark of kelutral (Hometree) on one of the upper boughs. He had returned from the day’s patrol not long ago and the soft light of partial eclipse streamed in dappled rays from the leafy canopy above.

Polishing the wood of his bow was one of the few things he found therapeutic in life. It was a mundane task and repetitive in nature, but it relaxed him and gave him time to just think and be. The slightly, nutty scent of the bow oil he was using was also a comforting smell that reminded him of who he was (a mighty warrior, firstborn son of the olo’eyktan) and it grounded him in those facts.

A much more saccharine scent tinged the air around him then and Neteyam’s ears twitched, alerted to the approach of someone from the branches below him. A loaf-shaped parcel, smelling absolutely delicious and wrapped in cooking cloth was carefully placed next to his thigh and he smiled, “Hey Kalia.”

Shifting to peer downward over the edge of his seat, Neteyam met your lovely green eyes which glimmered currently with something he could not decipher in their depths.

You grinned toothily at him and your tone was earnest, “Are you busy? I don’t want to impose.”

“Nah, I’m just chilling.” Neteyam replied, patting the space next to him and watching with a genial smile as you eagerly hopped up to join him at his invitation. He picked the loaf-shaped gift up and cocked his head at you, “What’s this for? It’s your birthday tomorrow, not mine. Why are you giving me a treat?”

Your teeth nibbled at your lower lip and you turned beseeching eyes at him, “I know you like utumauti cake so I set some aside for you from the batch I made this morning. I need your help.”

“Ahh, so this is bribery, is it?” Neteyam taunted mildly, regarding you through narrowed eyes.

“Well, kind of, but not really. I would have saved you some cake anyway even if I didn’t have a favour to ask.”

“I’m just teasing you.” Neteyam’s chuckle was warm, “You know you don’t have to bribe me to help you out. What do you need?”

Tender affection swelled in his chest as he watched you beam at him in excitement at what you were about to ask. Neteyam realised in that moment that he would do just about anything to see you smile, to make you happy. He enjoyed your cooking and the little treats you left him, but they were unnecessary. You had an unlimited supply of favours from him, as far as he was concerned.

You were almost bouncing next to him with your delight as you spoke, “The river trout are migrating currently and I want to see them tonight down at fkewkxor (mighty waterfall). My parents said I could go, but only if you came with me.”

The annual river trout migration passed through Omatikaya territory each year as they swam downstream through the nearby river. The migration was a stunning vision after eclipse at the falls, the bioluminescence of the masses of trout rippling in a multihued display as they made their journey down towards and over the falls before carrying on their way.

Neteyam’s agreement fell easily from his lips. He was more than happy to accompany you tonight, “Sure. Of course I’ll come with you.” However, before his imagination could begin to conjure up delightful little fantasies of how he would spend his time alone with you this evening, a maddeningly familiar voice called from below.

“Did he say yes? Can we go tonight?” Lo’ak.

Irritation flared through him and Neteyam almost sagged in disappointment. He was conscious of keeping his expression cool though. Of course Lo’ak would be coming. He was your best friend. But you both needed a chaperone to go out after eclipse and that was where he fit into the picture. It seemed you had picked up on his annoyance anyway and you wrinkled your nose sheepishly at him, eyes beseeching.

With a long-suffering sigh, Neteyam called down to his brother, “Yes, I’ll take you both tonight! I’ll meet you at the ikran rookery after last meal and we’ll go then.”

You let out a gleeful squeal and pumped your fist into the air, and Neteyam could not help the grin that wormed its way across his cheeks at your elation. You were thanking him profusely and were just about to slip off the bough to leave him to his peace, when he took your hand to get your attention. The little gasp of surprise you emitted was endearing.

Neteyam squeezed your hand gently, his thumb rubbing in fond strokes across your knuckles, “Only because it’s your birthday tomorrow.”

He released your hand and you thanked him one more time with an appreciative smile, “Thanks, Neteyam. It means a lot. I hope you like the cake.”

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~~ Your POV ~~

The spectacle was breathtaking. The swell of the frothing rapids at the mouth of the waterfall was a foamy contrast against the rippling flashes of bioluminescent colour from the trout beneath the surface. You could not make out the individual fish, but the polychromatic mass of them made it look like the water was alive with colour. The entire waterfall glowed in the darkness of eclipse and you could hardly believe your eyes at what you were seeing.

Neteyam had led the three of you to an enormous tree that grew almost right by the mouth of the waterfall. The tree’s boughs and branches extended and hung out over the waterfall itself, making it a prime viewing spot. Your cheeks hurt at how wide you were smiling and even Neteyam seemed just as enamoured by the vision where he stood next to you.

The trout migration was a beautiful sight, but Neteyam was beautiful too.

Neteyam was entirely focused on the spectacle before him and it gave you a perfect opportunity to stare. You knew staring was rude, but only if you were caught, right?

In the low light of eclipse, his skin almost appeared a richer shade of blue, his darker stripes a complementary cobalt against his cyan skin. The bioluminescent tanhì (freckles) on his face sparkled bright like stars in the night sky like his own unique set of constellations. Your eyes tracked his tanhì on their journey down his striking form; over his shoulder, down his well-muscled chest and abdomen; down to his hip and toned thighs…

“I thought you wanted to come here to watch the trout.”

Your head snapped up to Neteyam’s face and you found him watching you, watching him. Mortification shot through you at being caught, and your brain was blank and useless in that moment, completely unhelpful at finding something to say. You must have looked very much like a trout then with your wide, unblinking eyes, your mouth opening and closing wordlessly…

Neteyam was still watching you intently, but there was a hint of something in his eyes, something you had not seen before; something playful and hot and utterly male. It made your skin prickle with a delicious heat and made flutters burst in your stomach.

You broke the eye contact, embarrassed, and your words finally returned to you again though they were not exactly coherent, “I did! I do- I am- It’s just- Just thank you.”

You chanced a glance at him again and a corner of his lips quirked upward. Neteyam dipped his head downward, his chin lowering, but his eyes never left yours as he watched you. You shivered at the look. He looked like a hunter about to capture his prey…

“Holy shit! You have to come up here. The view is amazing and there are no lower branches in the way of your eyeline.” Lo’ak exclaimed from several branches up, “Come on, guys!”

Excited, you climbed your way up to meet him with Neteyam following close behind.

The branch Lo’ak stood on was a younger branch near the top of the tree’s canopy. It was not as thick and impervious as the older boughs lower down, but it appeared to be holding Lo’ak’s weight just fine. You hopped nimbly up onto it and began gingerly making your way down it towards Lo’ak who had his hand waiting outstretched for you. The branch bowed ever so slightly and it swayed under your feet as it adjusted to your added weight. You halted your steps.

Neteyam’s voice was a low warning from behind you where he remained next to the tree’s trunk, “This branch isn’t going to hold you both. Come back this way Kalia.”

Lo’ak, as usual, held a conflicting opinion, “Aww man, don’t worry bro, yes it will. It’s a little bendy, that’s all.”

You looked between the two brothers who both had one hand stretched out to you now as you stood in the middle. Neteyam was shaking his head in a reiteration of his point, his golden eyes fierce, impelling you to return to safety. Lo’ak’s expression was nonchalant, his eyebrows raised awaiting your approach.

In the end it was Lo’ak’s next words that sealed the deal, “Come on, Kalia, don’t be a wuss.”

You never backed down from a challenge, especially not from Lo’ak. You were not a wuss and so you turned towards him and took the several steps required the rest of the way to grasp his hand.

The branch pitched downward with a little wobble under your combined weight, but it held.

A triumphant ululation trilled from Lo’ak and he laughed, “See? I told you it’d be fine.”

You breathed out a quiet ‘wow’ as the new vantage point afforded you a clear and unimpeded view of the entire waterfall in all its phantastic glory, just as Lo’ak had said. However the branch you were on was not wide enough for both of you stand side by side, and it was a little awkward peering from around his shoulder.

Seeing your position, Lo’ak looked up at the branch above him and he grinned at you, “Here, I’ll hop out of the way so you can see better.”

The next few moments passed in a sluggish blur for you, almost as if time had slowed to a snail’s pace. The last thing you heard was Neteyam’s panicked cry of, “Lo’ak, no!”, before Lo’ak sprang upward from in front of you, reaching for the branch above to pull himself up and out of the way.

The sickening crunch of wood splintering followed as the force of Lo’ak’s well-meaning spring shattered the weight limits of the branch beneath you. Abruptly, your feet were no longer grounded as you saw the broken branch fall away. Gravity sank its sharp talons into you and then you were plummeting too towards the majestic but treacherous waters that lay in wait below.

The last thing you felt was your breath tearing from your squeezing lungs and forcing its way up your throat in a choking scream.

~~ Neteyam’s POV ~~

The piercing sound of your terrified scream echoed through the woods and Neteyam watched, petrified, as your frame was swallowed by the thunderous falls.

“Fuck, KALIA!” Lo’ak’s own screech was hoarse as he pulled himself up all the way onto the branch above. He appeared a hair’s breadth away from diving in after you when Neteyam stopped him.

He was not about to let his brother risk his own life any further, but Neteyam held no such reservations about himself, “No, Lo’ak! Stay here, you skxawng! Call for help if we don’t surface!”

It was a perilous endeavour, but what choice did he have? There was no time to waste thinking. You were down there and he needed to get to you. With his heart galloping in his chest and his heart whispering prayer after prayer to Eywa to keep you alive, Neteyam leapt from the broken stump of a branch and into the raging falls after you.

Tucking his head as his body speared into a downward dive, Neteyam felt the force of thundering water hit him before he was submerged under the surface. All around him were roiling bubbles and scattering trout as they endeavoured to avoid the foreign creature that had just invaded their environment. There was no sense of direction; he had no idea which way was up and which way was down. Neteyam felt trapped in the never-ending churn of the water, but he reached and pulled against the water with his arms and kicked out with his legs nevertheless.

Neteyam’s sole concern was you. Great Mother, he had promised to keep you safe…

You had only been allowed to go out tonight because you were under his watch; you had been entrusted into his care. His thoughts were frantic… Please Eywa, help me… help her! Help me reach her!

Neteyam realised the trout around him were upright and swimming in the same direction, which was a good sign. It meant he was the right way up. Having regained his sense of direction, he doubled down on his focus. He could not see any sign of you beneath the water, though it was difficult looking through shoals of trout. Reaching the river’s bottom, Neteyam kicked off it and propelled himself towards the surface for a breath of air.

Breaching the surface, Neteyam’s head spun around looking for you. Nothing. He dove under again, continuing his search. All he could see was trout and his chest was tight with frustration and desperation. Please, Great Mother, please!

Something small and black drifted past his eyeline in a furry tuft amidst the writhing bodies of trout... Your tail! It was the tuft of your tail! With renewed vigour, Neteyam swam towards it with all his might, his hands reaching out until he could grasp it. The trout parted as he pulled your unmoving form towards him. His emotions were a contradiction in that moment. He was relieved that he had found you, but alarmed to see that you were unconscious.

Wrapping his arms around your waist, Neteyam kicked his legs, hauling you up to the surface.

Neteyam jostled your body roughly in an attempt to wake you when your face broke the waterline. He coughed, his frenetic words leaving him in wet gurgles as he cried out, “Kalia, wake up! Can you hear me? Breathe! Kalia!” You remained unresponsive; your chest unmoving as you drew no breaths.

The water was calmer here now as he floated downstream with you. Turning onto his back to keep you atop him, he frog-kicked towards the riverbank and thanked Eywa when he could finally touch the riverbed with his feet. Swimming back far enough until it was shallow enough for him to stand, Neteyam righted you in his arms, hooking one arm under your knees and the other around your shoulders so he could carry you ashore.

Delicately positioning you on your back on the muddy bank, Neteyam’s fingers flew to the crook of your neck where it met your jaw, probing desperately for a pulse. Nothing. Pure, undiluted panic shot through him. Placing his hands on your chest like he had been taught, he knelt alongside you and started chest compressions.

“Come on, Kalia!” Neteyam urged, “Come back to me, paskalin!”

Thirty compressions later, he pinched your nose, tilted your head back and sealed his mouth over yours. He gave you two breaths, feeling your chest rise slightly with each one. He checked again for a pulse.

Still nothing.

With a wild curse, Neteyam restarted chest compressions. He knew this was your only chance at survival and yet he was so afraid that he would break your sternum with the force of his compressions. Sixteen or seventeen compressions in, your shoulders and chest punched outward and your body gave a violent wretch. River water spewed from your mouth and you took a ragged but blessed breath in. A fit of wet coughs wracked you as your body ejected some more of the water from your saturated lungs.

A startled cry of relief left Neteyam and he propped you upright in his arms, pressing a kiss into the crown of your head, “Thank you, Great Mother! Keep breathing, paskalin. That’s it! That’s good.”

He cupped your cheek, forcing your gaze to focus on him. Your eyes were wild with disorientation and fear, and Neteyam clutched you to his chest as you began to cry bitterly. The sound of your crying was heart-wrenching, but it was welcome proof to him that you were alive.

Your drenched body quaked in his arms from the chill of the river water and Neteyam let out several trills and ululations, calling for his ikran. He needed to get you back to his grandmother. Quickly.

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~~ Neteyam’s POV ~~

To say that Neteyam was angry with Lo’ak was a vast understatement. He was absolutely livid with his brother.

He and Lo’ak had fought countless times in their lives. It was the way of things when you grew up as brothers whose personalities were at such odds with each other. Countless disagreements and countless rebukes, but Neteyam had always been eloquent, even in his ire. He had always known how to scold Lo’ak; had always known what words to use to chastise him. But tonight had clearly been one step too far.

Tonight, Neteyam knew he was beyond angry because for the first time in their lives, he had no words. He had been silent ever since he had returned to kelutral with you in his arms several hours ago.

Lo’ak had taken full responsibility and had owned up to his reckless behaviour. Both their own family and yours had been horrified by the events of the evening as he had recounted the truth to them. Lo’ak’s immense contrition had manifested itself all night as repeated apologies to whoever would listen.

His grandmother had thoroughly checked you over when he had arrived home with you. You had sustained several shallow gashes to the skin of your back where you must have hit the rocks at the bottom of the waterfall. You had aspirated river water and there would still be excess fluid in your lungs despite you having coughed most of it up. Mo’at had prescribed bedrest and careful monitoring of you for the next several days in hope that you would not develop a lung infection.

It was astonishing how the axis of Neteyam’s entire world had shifted in the space of one evening. He had vowed to himself a few moons ago that he would find a way to stop his growing feelings for you. He had done this partially out of respect for your close friendship with Lo’ak and also because he was convinced you did not see him the same way.

But he had nearly lost you tonight. And there was nothing in life that gave a person quite the same clarity of perspective than the threat of imminent death.

So what, if you were his baby brother’s best friend? Tonight had taught Neteyam that life was too short not to go after what he wanted.

Neteyam kept silent vigil in the healers’ hut where you were now asleep again. He had not left your side so far. Part of him needed to see you, to hear you breathing to assuage the deep-seated apprehension in his soul that you might somehow stop breathing again. And what if no one was there to notice?

Out of the corner of his eye, Neteyam saw Lo’ak get up from his spot a little further away to come and sit by him again. Neteyam ground his jaw together so hard that his teeth started to hurt.

“Say something, bro.” Lo’ak pressed softly, keeping his voice down so as not to wake you.

Neteyam’s nostrils flared and he pressed his thumb and forefinger into his eyes in vexation, “I don’t know what you want me to say.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I know. You’ve said that a billion times already.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you. Say you forgive me now, please? You were right, OK? That branch didn’t hold.”

Neteyam’s gaze had been alternating only between your prone form and his clasped hands in his lap up until now, but he turned incredulous eyes at his brother then. He gave a quiet scoff of disbelief, “By Eywa, that’s what you’re sorry for? For not listening to me? You think that I want you to apologise to me because you didn’t believe that I was right? Fuck, you don’t get it at all, Lo’ak.”

Lo’ak blinked several times and his brows knitted in a confused furrow, “What? I’ve already apologised. I don’t know what more you want from me.”

Neteyam’s nose wrinkled in a silent snarl at his brother, “This is your fault. It’s always your fault because your apologies are never backed up with a change of behaviour.”

“I know, bro. I promise I’ll listen to you from now on.”

“No! That’s not it!” Neteyam’s hiss was quiet but no less vehement, “It’s not about me being right or you not listening to me. It’s about you recognising that you need to think before you rush headlong into your fun and games! I won’t always be there to protect her!”

He saw Lo’ak’s eyes flick to your sleeping form and saw the recognition dawn on his brother’s face. Lo’ak had caught the inflection in his last sentence, “Oh, so this is just about Kalia, is it? You’d be fine if it was me that nearly drowned tonight instead?”

Neteyam growled a warning, “Don’t be unkind. This is about both of you.”

“Yeah, I get it.” Lo’ak said casually, but Neteyam could sense his brother’s rising temper, could see it in the impatient flick of his tail, “In general, you’re concerned about the both of us, but right now tonight, this anger of yours, it’s all about her.”

“Of course! She died tonight, Lo’ak! She was dead when I pulled her from the river! We’re lucky I managed to resuscitate her!” Neteyam snarled, his ears pinned and his own tail lashing behind him, “You put her in danger. You have done so, so many times with your recklessness! So help me Eywa, if you can’t comprehend in your thick skull that you need to grow up and consider your own safety, then leave Kalia out of it, at least.”

Lo’ak’s lips curled in a derisive snarl of his own, “You can’t have her, bro. I won’t let you.”

Neteyam clenched his jaw. This was not the direction he had wanted this conversation to go in, but at the same time, it was a conversation that had been stewing in the background for moons now. His brother seemed all too eager to jump on this train of thought, full steam ahead.

Lo’ak continued, “She’s my best friend. I see the way you look at her, Neteyam. You want her for yourself.”

Neteyam knew he had to tread carefully here and choose his words wisely. It was both dishonest and futile to deny his attraction to you now, but he did not want it to come at the cost of your friendship with Lo’ak. Swallowing tightly, he began in a measured tone, “I don’t want to take her away from you. I just want her to be safe. I want you to be safe so that she is safe with you. You’re not good for her if you won’t change your behaviour.”

Lo’ak was shaking his head now, his breaths puffing heavily from his nostrils as he got more and more agitated, “How about you stay away from her, bro. She’s my friend.”

“This doesn’t have to be a you or me situation.” Neteyam reasoned, “My interest in her and your friendship are not mutually exclusive things.”

“No, you can’t have her!” The words were spat from Lo’ak in a vicious growl, louder now than before.

“That isn’t your choice or mine, Lo’ak! It’s hers! But I have every right to express my wish to court her!”

“STAY. AWAY. FROM HER!”

“You don’t have any right to demand that!”

“Stop fighting.” The voice was feminine croak and Neteyam startled, his head spinning back to look at you. His brother’s head had swivelled around just as swiftly and he was sure he heard the vertebrae in Lo’ak’s neck pop.

~~ Your POV ~~

It had been the most impressive quiet argument that you had ever heard, if you were honest. The brothers had done well maintaining a hushed volume up until the last few moments. You figured it was time to intervene since the conversation was getting out of hand and it was also especially imprudent for you to be eavesdropping on a conversation about, well, you.

Your throat felt scratchy and your lungs felt sore, but you were fairly clear-headed otherwise.

“Shit, Kalia, sorry we woke you.” Lo’ak was by your side in a flash and one of his hands curled around yours, “Fuck, I’m so sorry about tonight. I really am.”

His tone was remorseful and you knew he felt awful. Lo’ak was careless but he was not callous by any means. He cared greatly for you despite him unintentionally contradicting that fact at times with his reckless behaviour.

Lo’ak’s eyes appeared a little watery in the flickering firelight of the hut and you reached out to pat his cheek kindly, “Hush, I know. I’m OK now. We live and we learn, yes?” He nodded mutely.

You saw Neteyam’s face swim into view beside Lo’ak’s and your heart gave a squeeze. An assortment of thoughts and emotions eddied around in your mind at the sight of his handsome face; gratitude, affection, remnants of your fright from earlier in the evening, and a kittenish shyness at what you had heard him say just moments ago.

Looking back to Lo’ak, you took the hand that was holding yours and kissed the back of it, “You know you’ll always be my best buddy, right? Nothing will change that. Ever.” You saw the slight pout of Lo’ak’s lips lift in a grin. You needed to speak to Neteyam though, alone, to thank him for rescuing you. Mostly to thank him, but you wanted to address a few other things too…

You cleared the scratch in your throat and shot Lo’ak a reassuring smile, “I’ll catch you in a bit, yeah? Could you give your brother and I some time? I’d like to speak to him.”

You had to fight the urge to giggle because when you saw Lo’ak’s grin pucker into an unimpressed moue. He looked from you to his brother and then back again and drawled sarcastically, “Yeah sure, I see how it is. You’ll be my best friend in the daytimes and then you’ll go and suck face with my brother in the evenings.”

Both you and Neteyam hissed Lo’ak’s name in shocked unison as he got up to give you both some privacy. He called over his shoulder as he disappeared out the draping flaps of the healers’ hut, “Don’t do anything gross in there kids, I’m just outside.”

Neteyam emitted an irritated huff and he rolled his eyes. His cheeks were purpling ever so slightly and you giggled, your own cheeks heating in response. You sat in silence for a few moments, neither of you really knowing what to say or how to begin.

You looked at Neteyam in the lambent glow of the firelight. He was looking intently at his folded hands in his lap and a frown wrinkled his forehead. He looked a little upset and you realised then that while it had been you who had fallen, gotten injured and had to be resuscitated, it was Neteyam who had had to live the waking nightmare of all those moments.

You extended the fingertips of your left hand and you stroked them gently against the back of his clasped hands, “Hey, thanks for saving me. I wouldn’t be here if not for you.”

“You weren’t here for a little bit.” The words were a broken mumble from Neteyam, who turned one of his palms out to twine his fingers with yours. He looked defeated.

“I’m here now and that’s what matters.”

His fingertips were warm against your cold ones and you instinctively sought out more of his warmth, sliding your palm forward to seat it fully against his. You felt his fingers wrap around your palm in return and the motion sent a thrill through you.

Neteyam took a shaky inhale and his exhale punched out of him in a defeated sigh, he shook his head gravely, “Fuck, Kalia you scared me today. You were gone. I had to fight to bring you back and-” He stopped suddenly and his eyes reluctantly fixed themselves on the dark purple bruising where the top of your chest was peeking out from the woven blanket Mo’at had wrapped around you.

“It doesn’t hurt much.” You supplied, “You did what you had to and I’m so grateful. I was stupid today too. It wasn’t just Lo’ak who didn’t listen. You told me not to go out onto the branch. I’m sorry too. I should’ve known better.”

He pursed his lips at you then, clearly agreeing with your sentiment, “Look, I’m not going to try and stop you and Lo’ak from hanging out, but you both need to be more careful. Think about what you’re doing, assess the situation. I don’t want to have to give you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation ever again.”

“Not the kind of mouth-to-mouth you’d like to give me?” Perhaps it was the heady mix of tonic that Mo’at had given you as pain-relief. Or maybe it was the fact that you had overheard Neteyam admit to being attracted to you that emboldened you, but the quip was out of mouth before you could stop it.

Neteyam’s mouth popped ajar at your remark and he spluttered, “I-It wasn’t exactly a kiss.”

Your tittered even harder at his reaction and you countered with another quip, “No, I’d like to be alive when that one happens.”

He continued to gawp at you and you nibbled on your bottom lip bashfully. Eywa, you’d been crushing on Neteyam for a couple of years now, and to hear him say that he would like to court you was a girlish dream come true. You squeezed his hand promisingly and he chuckled.

He licked his lips and his eyes fell to his lap again. He shifted his other hand to join your already clasped ones and rested it over yours. Your hand was cradled between both of his now and the blazing heat of skin was electrifying. He lifted his eyes then to meet your gaze and admitted, “I didn’t think you felt that way about me.”

“And I thought you didn’t see me as anything more than your little brother’s annoying friend!” You exclaimed with a laugh, “By Eywa, I’ve been cooking you things and bringing them to you personally for so long now. I was convinced you just thought me a pest.”

Neteyam frowned and cocked his head at you, “I thought those were bribes and ‘thank you’ treats for keeping an eye on you and Lo’ak.”

“Well, they were, but it’s because I didn’t want you to stop coming.”

He smiled at you then, one of his beautiful, bright smiles that made you feel all warm and tingly inside. He brought your knuckles up to his face and pressed a kiss to them, and the soft velvet brush of his lips made your stomach quiver and your toes curl. He murmured, “So you’ll allow me to court you?”

You beamed at him with a nod and you wondered if he could see the happy stars bursting in the depths of your green eyes. A stupid part of you was a little disappointed that the first time his lips had touched yours you had not been conscious. It had not been a kiss, but still.

You wanted a kiss now and you never backed away from an opportunity to get what you wanted, “Kiss me, Neteyam, please?”

A corner of his lips quirked upward and his chin tilted down again, his eyes never leaving yours. You recognised that look. It was the same keen expression he had worn earlier that evening after he had caught you staring at him instead of the trout. Great Mother, that expression sent delightful shivers through you.

You saw him lean down towards you slowly, bracing his weight on his palms on either side of your head, and he smirked, “Lo’ak is going to be so annoyed.”

“Lo’ak knows. He’s known about my feelings for you for a while now. He’s just going to have to share.” You whispered, your heartrate quickening and your breath puffing in smaller pants of anticipation as Neteyam’s face neared yours. A husky chortle rumbled by your ear and you gave a small gasp as his hot breath tickled the side of your face.

Neteyam purred his response, “Well as long as I don’t have to share this-” He pressed a slow kiss to your right cheek, “Or this-” Another unhurried press of his lips to your left cheek, “And especially not this-” His smooth lips enveloped yours in a chaste, but lingering press, “Then I’m fine sharing. Happy birthday, Kalia.”

Bright and unbridled delight rushed through you in a series of flutters and flurries in your chest and in your stomach. You had almost forgotten. The darkest part of eclipse had come and gone. It was your birthday today. Your first kiss with Neteyam was without a doubt, the best birthday present ever. Neteyam was grinning smugly down at you and you reached up to loop your arms around his neck, pulling him down towards you again for another deliciously plush and moist meld of your lips.

It was a little uncoordinated and a little bit messy as the two of you continued your curious exploration of each other’s mouths. After all, you were both new to each other like this. However, the experience was no less stimulating. You had plenty of time to practise and get better, you mused.

Evidently Lo’ak had chosen the wrong time to peek through the gap in the hut’s entry flaps, and you and Neteyam broke away from each other laughing when his indignant voice sounded from outside.

“Eww, yuck! I SAID NO GROSS STUFF!”

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Author's Note: Ya'll this took on a life of its own, but I thoroughly enjoyed writing it. I hope you enjoyed this little rollercoaster of drama! I'd love to hear your thoughts & reactions. Reblogs are so very much appreciated. Share this piece if you loved it! 🥰Thanks for reading!

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Neteyam wanting to breed loaks friend, she's always around and her curves don't help his boner every time he sees her, so one day when loak isn't around he HAS to get her

Make You Mine

(Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan x F!Omaticaya Reader)

minors dni!

Genre: smut, maybe sort of fluff at the end?

Warnings: missionary, doggystyle, breeding king (neteyam), dom!neteyam, blowjob, breast play, body licking, teasing, swearing, p in v, size warning (please tell me if theres any i've missed!)

Backstory: Y/n and the Sully’s two boys, Neteyam and Lo’ak, met during one of the attacks of the sky people. Y/n and Lo’ak connected instantly, as the both of them had snuck out to fight, but Neteyam was very distant because he did not approve of the action and was just there to protect his little brother. As time passed, y/n spent more time with the Sully’s and started to gain feelings for him, and would be flustered with red cheeks every time she was around him, and Neteyam loved it because it turned him on. Every time Neteyam was near y/n, her every action would want to make him put his babies in her.

Neteyam and Reader are aged up to 19+ years old!! (Other characters except for Tuk too! Tuk is 12 here, don't be weird)

“Hi y/n!” Tuk exclaimed as you entered the Sully’s tent with your friend Lo’ak. You and Lo’ak met during one of the sky people’s attacks, and have been close to him and their family ever since. “Hey Tuk, hi guys!” you replied back to everyone, gaining their attention. You noticed that Jake and Neytiri weren’t home, as Kiri looked at you with a smile while Tuk jumped into your arms, making you grab her. Your eyes, however, couldn’t take themselves off of the eldest Sully’s son, Neteyam, who seemed to be ignoring you, completely focused on sharpening his knife.

Ever since getting closer with the Sully’s, you’ve liked Neteyam romantically, though you doubted his feelings of liking you back because he was always somewhat distant towards you, never acting close like Lo’ak. ‘Maybe he likes another girl?’ Your eyebrows furrowed at the thought as you placed Tuk back on the floor, sitting in front of Kiri with Lo’ak next to you. “What’s the matter y/n? You seemed bothered.” Kiri asked, with a genuine tone and face. Your expression turned optimistic once again after the realization of your thoughts being displayed on your face, “Oh nothing, probably just some random thought I’m overthinking” you chuckle, as Kiri’s expression eases.

“Nah don’t lie y/n, I know first hand damn well you’ve been stressed about finding a mate.” Lo’ak playfully slaps your arm with his hand, chuckling when you hiss at him. It was true, you had been thinking about finding a mate recently. You were of age, and even though the only male you ever wanted to mate with was Neteyam, you doubted he liked you back, which got you a bit impatient as you wanted to know. What you didn’t notice, which could’ve been a sign as to what Neteyam felt, was that his ears perked up and eyes turned towards you when his younger brother mentioned the word mate.

Neteyam knew he was acting distant from you, and that you probably didn’t like him because of it. However, he also knew that his only reason for the act was because you got him so damn hard every time you were near him. He couldn’t pinpoint exactly when everything started, all he knew was that whenever your precious little body; curvy hips, big breasts, plump ass, was around him, he wanted to put his babies in you. Eywa, did it turn him on just thinking about you with a round belly, carrying the future mighty warriors of his clan. He turned his gaze back to the knife he was sharpening, while all the blood in his body flew to below his lower stomach with the thought of you pregnant.

Tuk chuckled at Lo’aks comment, as Kiri leaned in to hold your hands. “Aww, y/n, it’s completely okay. You will find the man perfect to be your mate soon enough, everyone does.” She said sympathetically. You smiled at her comfort, feeling better about the situation. On the other hand, Neteyams jaw clenched at the thought of you with another man. Another man touching you instead of him, touching your curves, your beautiful hair, another man getting you pregnant, it made him mad. He was all you could ever want and deserve, a warrior who was the son of the Olo’eyktan. You didn’t need any other man touching you, he had to make you his eventually.

After some silence, Tuk spoke up with a sarcastic frown on her face, “Kiri weren’t you supposed to drop me off with mom and go to grandma for herbal things?” Kiri panicked and began to stand up at her little sisters reminder. “Shoot! I completely forgot, mom is going to tour Tuk with her ikran and grandmother promised to give me extra herbal teaching! Excuse us please, y/n!” Kiri said while packing her things, leaving for the door soon after as Tuk follows. You chuckle, “Bye y/n!” Tuk exclaims as you wave at her. “I gotta leave too” Lo’ak says while standing up, which makes Neteyam gulp. If you and him were left alone, he didn’t know how he’d be able to control his ongoing boner.

“To where?” Neteyam asks his brother, eyeing him suspiciously. Lo’ak heads to the entrance/exit before adding, “dad said he’d help teach me guns better, why you jealous?” while chuckling. Neteyam tilted his head and watched you through his eyebrows as you said bye to Lo’ak as he left. Turning your gaze to the eldest son of the Sully's after your goodbye, you quickly looked down after noticing his hard gaze on you.

“Aren’t you leaving?” Neteyam finally asked after seconds of silence, making you turn your eyes back at him. Realizing he was focusing on sharpening his knife again, you reply “I-I mean I can if you want me to”, thinking he didn’t want you there. He stops his knife work momentarily, before replying in a mumble, thinking you wouldn’t be able to comprehend the sentence "Leave if you don't want my babies in you"

Heat like you've never experienced before rises up to your cheeks, as well as in between your thighs, while you gulp at his sudden sentence. You clench your thighs together before looking away. "What do you mean N-Neteyam?" you ask, acting like you don't know what he's talking about. "Fuck, don't stutter my name like that," he grunts while standing up, walking closer to you. You fall onto your hands behind, and bend your legs, never unclenching your thighs, as he sits down on his feet in front of you, placing his right hand on your left ankle.

"You know, y/n, you turn me on. So much." he breathes out the last sentence, making eye contact with you as he rubs your ankle. Caught unexpected by the dirty behavior of the man you've adored but didn't expect the feeling to be returned, your only response to his sentence was the sound of your heartbeat, beating louder every touch he placed on your ankle. "Tell me, do I turn you on?" he asks, slowly sliding his hand from your ankle to your upper calf, now rubbing that area. You nod your head obnoxiously, watching his every move, trying to resist the throbbing in between your thighs.

He smirks at your response, and with one swift move, pushes both of your knees down onto the floor, and places himself on top of you, hands next to your neck. Fuck, his hands. His long fingers, which led to his oh so veiny hands, which led to his muscly arms, flexing to hold his body on top of you. He leaned in, bringing his face closer to yours. You threw your head back, not being able to stand the tension his body heat was radiating. "No, look at me" he whispered in a raspy voice, taking his left hand to your chin, and pulling your face back down, forcing you into eye contact. His eyes were so beautiful, especially when they were filled with lust. Eywa did it make him hotter.

He got closer to your face, holding it stable with the hand still on your chin this time. You gulped, looking down at his lips. "Good girl" he breathed out, directing his gaze from your eyes to your lips, and then back up again. He slid down the hand he had on your chin to your neck, slowly continuing from between your breasts, and then to your stomach, before finally stopping on your right thigh, placing his hand in between your clenched inner thighs. Your back arched at his touch, which made his already hard on grow bigger. Eywa, he wanted you so bad. He wanted to plunge into you so hard that you'd definitely be pregnant when he stopped fucking you.

With a harsh movement, he flung open your thighs and aligned his face in between, kissing your inner thighs, getting closer to your core with every kiss. You bit your lower lip, and threw your head back, leading your hands to hold him by the hair and pull him into your wet cunt. He smirked as he gave your inner thigh one last kiss, before placing his tongue onto your lower stomach, slowly licking up towards your breasts. Your breathing hitched, and your stomach felt fuzzly at his wet touch. He had completely ignored your aching womanhood, he was teasing you. Neteyam on the other hand, never took his eyes off of you, watching your every squirm, every movement, as he touched you. He stopped when he came into contact with your top cloth, and placed himself to align his face with yours once again. "So, do you wanna leave?" he asked, smirking as he already knew the answer.

"Stop teasing me Neteyam, you already know I want you to fuck me" you replied to his question, not expecting the words that came out of your mouth along with the confident tone. His eyes widened, not expecting your words either, but a smirk crawled up his face soon after, as he got off of you and began to untie his loincloth. You got up on your elbows, biting your lower lip as you watched the cloth getting looser. Leading your hands to your top cloth, you untied it at the same time Neteyam's loincloth fell off, your eyes widening at his sight.

Both of you were staring at each others now bare skin, as Neteyams breathing got heavier. You gulped at his size, it was already dripping with pre-cum. Looking back at his face, you saw he was licking his lips, the lips you had always wanted to kiss so badly. And just with that though, Neteyam grabbed your neck with his right hand, and pulled you into an aggressive kiss. You fell onto your hands in front of you (quite literally a doggystyle), facing up to kiss him as he held onto your neck. He was kissing all over your upper lip, aggressively licking and sucking on it, and your efforts of kissing his lower lip looked weak compared to his kiss. A moan left your lips as he plunged his tongue into your mouth, and you didn't even want to fight for dominance because all you wanted was for him to dominate over you.

A string of saliva remained to connect your mouths after pulling away to breathe, but you quickly took the opportunity to adjust yourself in between the knees he was sitting on, and with a quick smirk, you placed your mouth on his tip, licking it all over. "Fuck" he breathed out, as his eyes rolled back along with his head. Little by little, you started taking all of him in your mouth, sucking on his length and licking his tip. "You're taking me in so good pretty girl" Neteyam looked down at you concentrating on making him feel good, as his mouth opened wide as the sensation of reaching his climax. "You're doing so good pretty girl, fuck" He grabbed your hair gently with his right hand, weak from what you're doing to him, and started bobbing your head harder on himself.

"Fuckk" Neteyam whispered out, biting his lower lip as he came into your mouth. You separated your full mouth from his cock, and swallowed his whole without breaking eye contact with him, and that was what made Neteyam snap. He pushed you onto your back by your shoulders, as his hands went to untie your loincloth right after. You placed your hands on your breasts, feeling your heavy breathing and back arching at his dominating aura. He was losing his control over you, and that gave you confidence that you could've gained no other way. He threw the cloth away immediately after it was off, taking in your naked body in front of him as he gave himself a couple of strokes.

Neteyam adjusted himself in front of you entrance, and without another word, slammed right into you, getting a scream like moan out of your mouth. He was pounding into you. Hard. You continued to scream out voices of pleasure, which was like music to Neteyams ears. He couldn’t care less about who was there to hear, all he cared about was that he was making you create such beautiful noises. You held onto both of his muscly arms placed next to your waist with your hands, which led him to fully placing himself on top of you once again. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you'll be carrying my babies" he said in a raspy and breathy voice, before lowering his face to your breasts and taking the right one in his mouth, sucking all over it.

He loved your tits so much, they’d be swollen soon along with your pregnant belly. The thought turned him on even more, which led him into thrusting into you harder. "Neteyam!" you screamed out at his speed increasing, as he started licking all over your other breast. He was going to make you his, by putting his babies in you and claiming you as his woman. He had to do it, he had to raise babies as beautiful as you and as mighty of a warrior as him. Leaving your breasts with a string of saliva attached, he slammed his lips onto your moaning pair, kissing you so passionately. Even though you were having sex, the kiss felt nothing sexual. It felt passionate, filled with love, with protection over each other.

He pulled away soon after, placing his head at the crook of your neck while continuously fucking you reckless. His right hand was now placed on your hip, and the left on your waist, as your hands went to fumble with his braided hair. "Don't stop 'teyam" you moaned out as you felt your climax reaching, and that's when he pulled himself back up from your body and turned you around and onto your hands and knees, still inside you. Without even being able to look back at him, he continued thrusting, holding you by the hips. He watched himself go in and out of you, as the ass he's been getting hard off of for so long was bouncing on his dick.

Neteyam slid his hands to your waist, pulling you up, making your back touch his toned torso. You threw your head back onto his right shoulder, as he kissed your neck, holding you by the waist. "You wanna carry my babies?" he asked you, grunting into your neck. "Mhm.." you managed to moan out, too overstimulated by his touch to reply properly. His arms wrapped tighter around your body, "You wanna be my woman?" he asked once again, continuously kissing your neck. "Mhm!" you managed to moan out louder this time, but that wasn't a satisfactory answer for Neteyam.

"You wanna be the mother of my children?" he asked louder this time, thrusting into you faster. "Fuck yes! I want your babies!" you managed to scream out, your already closed eyes rolling back into your head. "Good girl, fuck, you'll be such a good mother" Neteyam breathed out, getting closer to his most desired climax. You, on the other hand, were moments away from snapping the formed knot in your lower stomach.

"I'm gonna cum, yeah right there Neteyam!" you said, desperate to reach the orgasm the man you love brought to you. After a couple of more speedy thrusts, you released all over his cock, feeling all of the pleasure filling your body. The man behind you was still going, fast, but you could tell he was close as his thrusts were getting sloppier. "Fuck I'm coming" he said in a raspy voice as he released deep inside of you, while thrusting a couple of more times to ride out both of your highs.

He pulled out of you shortly after, gently holding you by the waist to help you lay down on your back, as he stood up and went to gather some cloth and water to clean the both of you up. Meanwhile, you gathered the pieces of tossed clothing and place them by your side. Neteyam came back with the materials, as he sat down beside you, prioritizing cleaning you up before himself. After some silence, which was filled with you in awe of Neteyam's gentleness, he speaks up "You've been stressed about finding a mate?" he asks, not making eye contact with you. "Yeah, but I don't need to stress about it anymore. I've already chosen." you reply to his question, making him look up at you with a soft smile, which you returned.

"I'll take care of you, y/n. I'll protect you, I'll be gentle with you, I'll do anything for you. We can create a family, it's all I've ever wanted." He speaks, making you tear up at his words. 'Eywa, I'm so stupid' you thought to yourself, but you couldn't control the happy tears rolling down your face. All you've ever needed from Neteyam was reassurance, that he'd want to be your mate, that he would take care of you, and receiving that affection from him made you emotional. He placed his right hand on your cheek, rubbing it before kissing you affectionately and passionately.

You and Neteyam both held onto your braids containing your queues after pulling away from the kiss, bringing them in front of you. Neteyam looks at you, as you bring your gaze to his eyes, slowly combining the queues together. His pupils dilate as you close your eyes, gasping at the feeling of your emotions combining. Neteyam pulls you in for another short but sweet kiss, placing both of his hands on your cheeks, while you place yours on his shoulders. You remain with your foreheads touching after the kiss, still trying to comprehend the emotions.

"I see you, ma'teyam" you whisper, smiling softly.

"I see you, my woman" he whispers back, returning your smile.

GUESS WHOS BACK

i fr took a 1 month break without telling anyone 😭 IM SO SORRY

im back now and ill try to be more active, i already have another neteyam request halfway done so that will be out soon

im trying to get on every request you guys are sending in, tysm for your support on my other fics <333 you guys are all so sweet and it means the world to me 😭

also not me fr forgetting to add warnings until after publishing 💀 different breed fr

anyways, enjoyyyy

until next time,

-dero

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the romancing pandora masterlist.

about. this will be my masterlist that will contain all my written works for @eywaite’s romancing pandora event! if you want to join it as well, her prompts and guidelines are posted here!!

warnings. minors and ageless blogs do not interact. every fic on this contains nsfw so no minors allowed. each fic has its own warnings.

things to note. i couldn't let this event pass me, thank you tìrey for hosting this event, love you boo.