#neteyam hc

[d0llcuries]

could you make a one-shot or hc (idk) of things neteyam does to show love to his partner and loving and deep thoughts he has about her? please

neteyam isn’t shy when it comes to showing love, especially when it’s you.

he perceives love as something to be demonstrated openly, proudly.

from the moment he decided that you were the one for him, it was as though something primal and unshakable settled into his bones, dictating his every move around you with a sense of purpose.

that being said, hunting is one of the first things he uses to display his affection.

it is what he knows, what he has been trained to do since his hands were old enough to grip a bow. but when it comes to you, hunting takes on a new significance.

he does not just hunt for survival—he hunts to provide for you, to ensure that you have the finest meat, the best cuts. when he returns from a successful hunt, he brings the kill to you with a quiet pride, his chest puffed out just a little more as he lays the offering at your feet.

he watches your reaction closely, waiting for the moment your lips curve into that soft smile that makes his heart race, waiting for the look of approval that makes the hours of tracking, stalking, and fighting worth every second.

his hands never stray far. public displays of affection are a given with him

he is unapologetic in his need to touch you. he doesn’t care if his family sees. in fact, he relishes it. if he senses even the slightest bit of fluster in you, it only encourages him.

if it makes you blush? good. that means he’ll do it again—so casual about it, like he doesn’t even realize.

he relishes in the way you shy away, pretending to be annoyed, but he knows the truth—you love the attention just as much as he loves giving it.

but goodness it wouldn't kill him to show a little more propriety.

he purrs, too, openly and without a trace of shame.

it doesn't matter if it’s just you two are alone or in the middle of a crowd. you touch him? he purrs. you laugh? he purrs. it’s automatic, and he doesn’t try to hide it, his chest rumbling every time you’re close.

he makes sure you hear it, because it’s for you.

your mere presence makes him so instinctively happy why should he surpress that?

he's so inadvertently supportive whenever you do anything.

when you cook him a meal, for example, the second the food touches his lips, he’s looking at you like you just saved his life. close to tears and everything, he’s going on about how he’s never tasted anything better, and he’ll probably say the same thing next time.

he genuinely believes that what you’ve made is a gift, something special just for him, and his heart swells with the knowledge that you’ve put effort into caring for him in this way.

my favourite animal is neteyam when he doesn’t receive at least three kisses or more from you in a day.

can you blame him? his days are long and exhausting, spent with his father barking orders and chasing after tuk to keep her from wandering off. so, of course, he looks forward to the moment he can feel your soft lips on his, the one moment of peace he can count on.

if you withhold a kiss, it’s like a stab in the chest. his ears flatten, tail droops, and his big amber eyes well up like he’s been abandoned in the middle of the forest. there’s a desperate edge to his voice, thick with disbelief—how could you deny him?

he’ll practically sink to his knees, hands reaching for you, putting on the most dramatic performance ever just for you.

if you decide to tease him on a particularly hard day where he doesn't have the patience required for such theatrics, he'll just scoop you up and haul you over his shoulder, kissing you until you can’t remember what you were supposed to be doing.

it’s not negotiable—three kisses, minimum, every day, or he’ll never let you hear the end of it.

neteyam loves deeply, fiercely, and in every little gesture, he makes sure you feel it.

he wonders if you know how much space you take up in his head. he thinks about you constantly.

one instance of this is when he's left alone with his thoughts on a particularly long hunting trip that lasted more than one day.

neteyam lays on the cold ground, the stars above him stretching endlessly, and yet, despite their beauty, all he can think about is the empty space beside him. it’s strange, how the absence of something so small—your quiet, rhythmic snores—can leave him feeling so lost. the other hunters of the group snore but that does not guide him to sleep quite as easily as your sounds do. he chuckles to himself, though there’s no one around to hear it. she would never believe me if i told her, he thinks, swears she doesn’t snore. but you do. soft little sounds that lull him to sleep every night.

without them, the silence feels oppressive. he shifts, trying to get comfortable, but nothing works. the coolness of the forest at night wraps around him, but it doesn’t bring the peace he’s used to. not like when he’s with you. back home, when he can feel the warmth of your body pressed against his, when the sound of your breathing fills the space between his heartbeats. it’s then he realizes how much he depends on those little things, the ones you would never even think about.

he closes his eyes, trying to picture your face. eywa, it’s only been a few days, and i already miss her this much. it’s embarrassing, really.

his mind wanders to the rosy tip of your flat nose. it looks just like the petals of a lortsyawll, he thinks absentmindedly, a small smile tugging at his lips.

he swears, if he could just hear your laugh, even for a moment, it would make this whole hunt more bearable. i hate being away from her.

he shifts again, turning on his side and curling his body into itself, hoping that maybe if he closes his eyes tight enough, he’ll be able to pretend you’re here. but the weight of your absence is heavy. the way your soft hand always finds his when you walk together. the sound of your voice, soft and low when you’re sleepy. the way you tease him, lighthearted but full of affection. he misses the way you press your forehead to his when you’re trying to comfort him, even over something small. he needs that now—needs you.

nothing feels right without you beside him. the hunt is going well, but even the thrill of the chase can’t distract him from the fact that, at the end of the day, when the adrenaline fades and the world quiets down, it’s you he longs for. i need her, he admits to himself, the thought settling deep in his chest. i always need her.

you are always there, in the back of his mind, shaping his every action, his every decision. he doesn’t need anyone else’s approval, doesn’t care what others think—as long as you’re proud of him, as long as you’re his, that’s all that matters.

she’s everything, he thinks, for the hundredth time that day, and yet, it still feels like an understatement.

i should be asleep but this request was too good!!

[pedropummelmepascal]

Jake is the kind of father to say “pussy” under his breath when his kids don’t wanna do something and it’s works with almost all of them.

The exception being kiri becasue be so Fr my girl has more common sense then that

Lo’ak and Neteyam however nah immediately diving in headfirst.

Nervous about taking their ikran

Pussy yelled from the sidelines

No second thoughts just actions

Fumbles when trying to confess to a crush

Pussy they hear him in the ear peace

Fuck it we ball

Teaching them to hunt and they feel bad for the fish

Pussy as he leans on a tree watching

Neteyam lost all previous care he had and lo’ak was already pulling back on his bow

No thoughts just Jake bullying his kids into growth

(Even tuk when she’s old enough to understand what it means.)

[cosmicsully]

DATING NETEYAM HEADCANONS

Neteyam x fem!Omaticaya Reader

Word count: 2,5K

Warnings: kissing?, neck kisses, mentions of a bloody lip, punching, mentions of wounds, use of Y/N

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Reblogs and requests are always welcomed <3

tìyawn - love

syulang - flower

oeyä - mine/my (possessive)

Kurkung - asshole (a very strong insult, vulgar)

The dapophet (Na'vi name: paywll meaning "water plant")

Enjoy!

Something Neteyam always loves is your company

No matter how shitty his day had been, how many times he had taken the blame for one of Lo'aks recent troubling events

Your presence always cured his bad moods

He can simply not stand being away from you for too long, his definition of too long is everything that comes after a minute.

Y/N and Neteyam are sitting in the high, vibrant green grass. A comfortable silence swirling around in the atmosphere. There are not many days like today. On the one hand, Y/N is receiving lessons from Mo'at, learning how to successfully tend wounds. Mo'at is having a hard time with the girl, although she could not be more thankful, to be able to be taught by her a true blessing.

On the other hand, Neteyam is very much occupied with his archery and combat training, his father teaching him well.

So now here they are, just enjoying a moment of silence, a moment free of tasks that are just waiting to be done. A moment, where the two of them can relax and spend time with their most loved one.

"Neteyam?" You speak up, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

"Hmm?" he replies his eyes fixated on his lover's braids, which are currently resting between his soft but rough fingertips. He always loved playing with your hair, braiding it, or just simply touching it.

"I promised to help Tuk with her hair, she and I went looking for beautiful pieces to braid into it the other day," you say, a soft smile framing your face.

"What? No!" Neteyam replies, his annoyed tone is clearly visible, he stops tending your hair, his hands falling from your hair to your waist, pulling you close, flush against his chest to keep you from leaving him.

"But I promised! I can't just let her down like that you know that, I love spending time with Tuk."

Neteyam huffed at your response, his chin finding its place on your shoulder, his grip tightening around you.

"I barely see you anymore, tìyawn…" he murmurs against your neck, his hot breath fanning over it, pulling a soft shiver from you.

"Don't go," he whispers, so soft and quiet you would not be able to hear him if he wasn't this close to you.

"I can not bear the thought of you leaving me now syulang." he continues, his lips meeting your soft neck, the sensitive skin erupting into goosebumps.

Neteyam always needs to touch you somehow, In a non-sexual way, his body just seeks your warmth

In public, no matter who is around, he loves curling his tail around you

You walk among Neteyam and Kiri, This trip was supposed to be only you and Kiri, but Neteyam insisted on coming along, claiming "That he has to be there to protect you, in case something happens" He only received a glare and eye-roll from his sister when he said that.

"You do not have to be everywhere," Kiri states, her voice laced with annoyance. Y/N muffled a small giggle with her three-fingered hand, earning a teasing smile from Neteyam. They continue walking deeper into the forest, the plant that Kiri is searching for, not far away.

"I am not everywhere." the Na'vi boy says, his statement followed by a shrug of his muscular shoulders. His head turned towards Kiri, a plant touching his shoulder as he walked past it, lifting his arm to move it out of Y/Ns way, so she wouldn't be hit in the face.

"Thanks," she says, sending her boyfriend a soft smile.

"You are always where Y/N is, and with all honesty, she and I can not even share a moment to ourselves"

Neteyam scoffs, "That is not true!" he fires back, but continues: "I left her this morning to prepare food!" Neteyam defends himself.

The two siblings continue to throw words at each other, Y/N not listening any longer, her mind much more occupied by her surroundings, Pandora's nature always finds a way to make her heart skip a beat at its view.

The animals ears filled with the constant bickering they keep up, as they keep walking and walking, Y/N can feel something soft tingling at her thigh, with a confused expression, her eyes look down only to realize that it is Neteyams tail that starts to curl around her upper thigh.

Pet names are a must for the Na'vi boy

He adores to see you blush whenever one of his names for you slips past his lips, the way your cheeks heat up, a delighted view in his eyes

This boy has a particularly big amount of protectiveness for you

One guy talks to you the wrong way? Guess who goes home with a bloody lip…

You are just finished with the task Mo'at had given you in the morning, the soft light of the warm sun embracing you the second you leave your tent. Clean air hits your lungs, causing a relieved breath to flee your mouth.

The task was difficult, but it opened your eyes for the future, tending wounds will become as easy as walking to you.

Around this time of the day, you and Neteyam always meet at your usual spot, it is a large tree, with long colorful plants all plastered around it.

Almost reaching your destination, a blue figure emerges from the bushes a smile creeping on your lips, but it melts away the moment you realize it is not the boy you are currently looking for.

You remember the guy, his name is Kalun.

"Hey, oeyä." he says, that smug grin plastered all over his face.

It looks very punchable from this angle…

You decide to just greet him back and go on with your walk, sending him a small nod back, just as you step past him, his hand wraps itself around your wrist in a firm grip.

He spins you around to face him again, a gasp leaves your mouth at the rough movement he pulls on you.

"What do you want Kalun?" you say bitterly, him clearly overstepping some personal boundaries of yours.

"I was just thinking about you the other night… and I thought, maybe you want to accompany me one day soon.." Kalun says, a disgusting smirk forming on his lips.

"No thank you, At this point, I thought you noticed that I am very happy with Neteyam," you say with all honesty, trying to remove your wrist from his tight grip.

"Why tell Neteyam? Hmm? We can have a little fun, your little warrior does not need to know…" He whispers the last part, and not only disgust but fear rises in your chest. Your heartbeats quicken with each passing second, Kalun is always quite flirty with you, but he never took it this far.

"Please leave me alone, I am not interested in you."

Kalun opens his mouth again, but before another snarky comment leaves his lips, a fist collides with his face, sending him tumbling to the ground his back hitting it with force.

"Hands off kurkung." is the only thing that reaches your ears, Neteyam quickly hoovers above Kalun, his fist yet again meeting the side of his face. The sudden force on Kalun's face caused his upper lip to split open, warm thick blood dripping down his chin.

"If you touch her again, hell if you look at her the wrong way. A bloody lip is not the only thing that you will receive." Neteyam says with a flat tone, his jaw visibly clenched. Kalun just groans in response a big bruise starts to appear on his cheekbone.

Neteyam is not that jealous when it comes to you.

He trusts you with his life.

But there are moments that just stir him on, and the jealousy gets the best of him, he won't dare to tell you that though, he preferably suffers in silence.

He's the type of guy to not speak to you about this, though his body language clearly shows his tense thoughts.

Clenched jaw, scoffing whenever a guy tries to make a move on you, he knows you won't go for anyone else but the fact that someone even dares to try hitting on you just makes his blood boil.

His reactions are always based on the day that occurred, if he had not seen you the entire day, always occupied with his training. His jealousy is blossoming. Although he's a 5/10 jealous type, he can go from that to an 8/10 within seconds.

The moment he laid his eyes on you he knew you would be his mate one day, he prayed to Eywa that one day the time would come when someone would enter his life that special.

And to his luck that was you.

He makes sure to treat you with respect every single second he's around you, he keeps an eye on your tasks and if they might be too much. He knows you can handle them, he just doesn't want you to overwork yourself.

He is well aware that you are and independent young woman, with a strong heart.

But that does not mean that you don't deserve a break sometimes.

He loves taking you on date nights, simply walking together through the forests of Pandora. Going for a ride on your Ikrans, sharing bonding time with each other.

It's the little moments he cherishes with you.

He trusts you with his life.

This leads to the fact that no one else but you is allowed to treat his wounds. He knows you have learned the basics by Mo'at, that you are a good student and quickly pick up on the most important healthcare ways.

You sit in your tent, working on a new accessory for Neteyams Ikran, you want to surprise him when he and the hunting party return from the Great Hunt. He had been trained at a very young age and developed into a great young warrior.

All types of different colored stones lay before you, the knitting piece in your hand, softly adding and changing your new creation.

It had been a few hours since Neteyam and the others left the clan, a new place as their destination, hoping to return to their clan with great yield.

He left in the early morning, leaving you in deep sleep in your shared tent. Not trying to wake you from your peace he had left with a quick kiss to your forehead.

The gift for Neteyam is something special, but also a way to keep your mind off the dangerous position your lover is currently putting himself in, all his moves only to provide his clan, his family, with food. It keeps you occupied, the thought of a wounded up Neteyam pressed to the back of your mind.

"Y/N!!!" a shrieking voice cuts through the silence that lingers in your home, Tuk storming into it with a big smile plastered all over her small face. Her soft and big eyes filled with excitement.

"They are back! The others have returned!" She quickly walks over to you sitting on the ground, her small hands clasping onto your upper arm pulling at you to go with her.

"Come!" she says and keeps pulling, her tiny hand now intertwining with yours, you can't help but smile at her enthusiasm, her excitement-filled smile can always light up a room.

"Okay Okay! I am right behind you Tuk." Y/N giggles, letting Tuk pull her into the direction of the already-forming crowd around the people who returned. Many Na'vi in one place, everything happens so fast, happy greetings, Na'vi unpacking and talking loudly.

You squint your eyes close, in hopes of catching a glimpse of your boyfriend.

A hand places itself on your shoulder, you turn your head the observation is cut short as Mo'at stands before you.

"There you are child, I need your help treating the wounded." Her face was framed with a soft expression.

"Yes of course, what can I do."

Mo'at quickly leads you back to the tent you so often visit, The familiar workplace comes into view, and she kneels in front of a wounded warrior, starting to tend his wounds with her special treatments.

You yourself find your place with a young warrior, known by the name of Makeyo. He is a friendly guy, always sharing good conversations whenever the two of you meet. He hisses in pain, a decent wound on his left shoulder, blood trailing down all the way to his fingers.

"How did that happen?" you speak up with a small smile on your lips, trying to cheer him up, he has worked hard and well for his clan. He starts to tell you about the hunt, while you collect your ingredients to treat his wound, the paywll’s leaves softly ground into a soft texture, applying it to his shoulder to speed up the healing process.

He keeps informing you about the events that occurred, all the exciting parts and how much new knowledge he has earned by it.

A few minutes later, Kiri stands at the entry of the tent, sweat droplets forming on her forehead. A little out of breath she speaks up: "Mo'at, we need someone to treat Neteyam, he is badly injured."

Badly injured.

Without a second thought, you rise to your feet within seconds, ready to drop all your tasks if it is meant to help Neteyam.

Mo'at stops you in your tracks, her hand stretching out in front of you, "You, my child must complete treating Makeyo, Vin'eya shall treat Neteyam for now." She gestures to the other young Na'vi girl, She and you are good friends, both of you Mo'at's students.

Her facial expression is just as shocked as yours, she and you are well aware that you are always the one who treats Neteyam.

Mo'at holds her stern expression, you nod quickly, dropping back to Makeyo's side, continuing where you left off.

Vin'eya shoots you an apologetic look and emerges from the tent to treat Neteyam.

You are left with your thoughts, What if something really bad happened to Neteyam? Did he have much pain? Deadly injuries?

A few minutes pass, and you keep your task up high and move to the back, cleaning your hands of the substance you treated Makeyo with mere minutes ago.

"I do not approve." an all too familiar voice echos from outside the tent.

"Neteyam, wait! You have to be treated." Vin'eya's voice calls after the Na'vi boy, heavy footsteps approach the tent. There he stands, Neteyam in all his glory. Heavy and painful breaths leave his lungs, his condition worrying you. He had multiple big slashes across his chest and back, a pained expression on his face.

He breathes out in relief the moment his eyes fall on you, he walks over to you dropping himself to the ground and leaning into your side.

"Hey, hey. Are you feeling alright?" you say cupping his cheeks with your soft hands, he whines in reply and closes his eyes, leaning into your hands and enjoying your touch.

"It is only you, I want to be treated by," he whispers, his head falling onto your lap with still-closed eyes.

Your eyes never leave his form, already working on his wounds. What you don't notice are the looks shared in the tent, Mo'at and the others are well aware of the special bond between the two lovers.

[quicktosimp]

Just the Tip

Headcanons

Part 2

So I’m bored and I thought I’d try something new 🤷‍♀️

Hopefully it’s good, I wrote it all at work 😅

So how successful would the boys be at “just the tip”

Divider by @cafekitsune

Neteyam

100%

His beloved only asks for a little and that’s all she’ll get

Too afraid because of how tiny she is

Not in the mood for your guts to be reorganized

Doesn’t matter, Neteyam is completely in control

“You feel so good, Syulang. So tight around my tip.”

Aonung

50/50

Aonung has two options

One: in complete control, no matter how much you whine and plead, you will not get more than the tip

“You’ve been a fucking tease all day, now tell my why would I give you what you want?”

Two: absolutely feral, no thoughts only fuck

“Gonna give me babies, yes, fuck yes, Sumtsyìp, take my cock, such a good fucking girl.”

Jake

100%

This man has time and experience on his side

You couldn’t push his buttons even if you tried

Has lived as both human and Na’vi so he knows a humans limits

“No baby, I told you I’m too big, I’d destroy your tiny little cunt, maybe we can work our way up, but for now this is what you get to cum on”

Lo’ak

-10

His boy is spunky with no impulse control

The moment he’s inside your wet heat he’s a goner

Can barely even take it slow enough to get his cock in you before fucking you stupid

“Yes Mamas, gonna fucking cum, gonna fun is your tight pussy, fuck yes”

Like what you see? Comment or send me an ask for more ☺️

[iluliluu]

HC that Neteyam has played so many pranks on Lo'ak that he doesn't believe it when Neteyam says he's dating Ao'nung. He refuses to accept it for weeks, claiming they're just really committed to the bit, until he walks in on them going at it and nearly faints from the shock.

He finds out years later that Ao'nung planned that on purpose, much to Lo'ak and Neteyam's horror.

The brothers: why would you do that?!?!?!?!

Ao'nung, shrugging: it worked, didn't it?

[iniqiiiluvs]

Atwow kids as some of my favorite youtubers

(Again with spider being called miles)

Neteyam: corykenshin

Lo’ak:Berleezy/cool nerdz

Miles: I’ve been saying this to my friends for a while now but 3fs 😭

Kiri:crackhead chronicles (tdo)

Ao’nung: Flight

Tsireya:Crackhead chronicles (tlo)

Roxto:idk

[urachiiiiii]

my fanfic is back after months

hey :)

i know most of the people who read soundtrack must really hate me right now, but...

Soundtrack - Avatar Human AU - Chapter 7 - subster - Avatar (Cameron Movies) [Archive of Our Own]

just dropped a fresh one please dont hit me

[th3w1ltedpe0ny]

Y/n's Filters/Mask

So, to make it easier for everyone in the incredible community of Human!Reader x Avatar!Character. I made a little tweak for all my fics regarding y/ns mask.

For my fics, the way you acquired said 'filter' was through an experiment the RDA wanted to attempt. They didn't put trackers into them because they were sure they wouldn't work. But it did with you and a few others that were in your department. (Whatever it may be per fic scenario)

What is it?:

The mask isn't a mask at all. It is a micromade filter that is implanted into your airducts and nostrils to the bone. It's so small that if you were to attempt looking for it, you'd need an actual microscope because of the unobtainum that they had used to infuse it to your body reflects light and makes it seemingly invisible. It allows breathing in both your mouth and nose with ease, turning the impure air into clean and perfect for any humanoid!

How Y/n will have gotten it!:

You initially were a part of an experiment whilst you had been sent to Pandora during your slumber on the trip. They pulled you from the cryo and kept you under heavy sedation, pumping you up with drugs in order to keep you from feeling the drills as they tore into your flesh and bone half hazardly. (You were surprised to find it looked as though nothing had been done.)

#pleasedonotrepostmycontentonanyotherplatformswithouttheproperconsentofthewiltedpeonysbackup

[fleurriee]

hi!!! ik u have ur list up rnnn but i kinda really NEED to hear ur takes/ hc on casual dominance with neteyam 🎀 please please please

*kisses forehead to incentivize u* 😙 <33

is this life with neteyam too much to ask for??? i don’t think it is. thanks for the request!!

pairing ; neteyam x fem!reader

synopsis ; casual dominance headcannons with neteyam <33

themes ; fluff, fluff & fluff

• Neteyam wraps his tail around you without even thinking.

• Around your waist while walking, around your leg while sitting, or gently curling around your wrist during ceremonies.

• It’s instinctual — not possessive, just his way of keeping you grounded, connected, close.

• Especially in crowds.

• Even though you’re capable, sometimes your stride is just a little shorter, your steps a bit slower — and he notices.

• So when you’re lagging or tired, he scoops you up and carries you like it’s his right.

• His arms around your shoulders, your legs looped around his waist.

• “No point in making you tire yourself, let me take care of you.”

• Whether it’s fruit from the trees or meat cooked over flame, Neteyam feeds you.

• Hand to your lips, thumb brushing against your bottom lip after.

• He watches you eat like it’s a ritual — like you’re a goddess who deserves to be worshipped every day.

• (You are.)

• Neteyam loves to make you things.

• Beaded chestpieces woven with your favorite colors, necklaces with meaning in every shell and tooth, arm cuffs that match his.

L When you wear something he made, it’s not just a gift — it’s a claim.

• “You look good in my work,” he says with a grin, pressing his forehead to yours. “You look good with me.”

• You’re strong, you’re skilled, but he still hates when you put yourself in danger.

• If there’s a scouting mission, a risky hunt — he insists on going instead, or at least going with you.

• “I know you can handle it, but I’d never forgive myself if something happened to you.”

• No one else hears the songs Neteyam writes about you — but you do.

• They’re softly whispered in your ear under the trees, or hummed while you lay curled in his lap.

• Some are full of longing — others, fierce devotion.

• Even when you’re mad at each other, Neteyam never lets you walk away without a kiss, a forehead press, or at least a soft “be safe.”

• “No going to bed angry, we’re stronger than that.”

• He likes the way you fit against him when you’re both riding.

• His arms around you, your braid tucked safely against his shoulder, his voice low in your ear giving directions or simply whispering your name.

• It’s not just about flight — it’s about trust.

• Fingers brushing your side as you walk, a hand resting on the small of your back, his tail curling possessively around your thigh at rest, a hand tilting your chin up before a kiss.

• His touch says, I see you. I choose you. You’re mine.

• When Neteyam says “come here,” your body moves before your mind catches up.

• Not because he’s demanding — but because his voice makes you feel safe.

• You know he’ll never lead you wrong.

• He stands back and watches you spar, but his eyes never leave you.

• He offers quiet critiques, soft praise.

• “Your stance was perfect.”

• “Almost got me that time.”

• And when you impress him? That smirk, that pride in his voice, it lights you up.

• When another hunter gets too close, he doesn’t argue.

• He just steps in, loops an arm around your waist, kisses your temple slowly — eyes locked on the other guy the whole time.

• “I’ll meet you at the river, yawne (beloved),” he says, deliberately. “Don’t be late.”

• “You’re so easy to love.”

• “I see the whole world when I look at you.”

• “You follow so well — you trust me.”

• His voice is reverent. His words, sacred.

• His dominance isn’t about control — it’s about honoring your surrender.

• He doesn’t stop you from doing things, he just makes sure you never have to.

• He’ll carry it, he’ll fix it, he’ll take the lead when you’re tired.

• “You’ve done enough,” he tells you softly. “Let me take it from here.”

• He weaves tiny, shared details into your hair — small beads, threads, symbols only you two recognize.

• When others ask, you both just smile.

• It’s private. Sacred.

• A quiet way of saying, we are one.

• Even across the clan fire, Neteyam finds your gaze.

• He doesn’t say anything — he just looks.

• That lingering stare, the slight tilt of his head, the little smirk.

• It’s not a warning, it’s a promise — and it makes your knees weak every time.

[blue-slxt]

Quick little smutty HC that won’t leave my head

A/N: Somehow, this turned into like a mini scene instead of just a quick paragraph like I initially intended 😅 I guess you can take the girl out of tumblr but you can’t take the tumblr out of the girl lol. I might do another one for Lo’ak in the next couple days.

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

I keep thinking about how the first times would go. I picture Neteyam as starting out trying to be a gentleman, of course. But he’s also nervous as hell out of fear that he may hurt you. You’re so much smaller than he is and it’s only emphasized by how easily he towers over you when you’re under him and begging for it; insisting that you can take it. He’s slow and gentle entering you, trying to watch your face for the smallest sign that you’re uncomfortable. But the more he sinks into you, the harder it gets to keep his grip on his composure. He tries to fight his primal urges that keep gnawing at his head, but damn the flush that’s appeared on your face and the slight part of your lips is making him dizzy. After what feels like seconds and an eternity at the same time, his hips meet yours and a shiver runs up your body and his name leaves your voice in a whimper. Neteyam feels like he’s going to pop a blood vessel from how hard he’s trying to make himself go slow for you, but each slide back in takes a little more of his willpower with it. He feels lightheaded from this new level of pleasure making his breath shaky. Without really realizing it or meaning to, his pace picks up and your moans keep time with it. Your walls squeeze and hold him in a way that’s almost possessive. Your body acts on its own arching your back and trying to push more of yourself against him. Neteyam can’t hold it back anymore. Some previously suppressed force takes control of him and he can’t stop it from wrapping his arms around your middle and holding you somehow closer breathing in your scent and rutting into you like a desperate man. Stars are starting to spot your vision and it feels as if you could fall right off the face of Pandora. So you do the only thing you can, and lock your ankles around Neteyam’s waist in an attempt to anchor yourself to this world. He can only offer soft mutters in your mother tongue peppered with kisses and nips to your neck as even more proof of how you make him feel.

“Muntxate…”

“Yawne…”

“Prrnen….”

You can suddenly feel the intensity of the heat. The heat simmering behind your face and the heat getting ready to spill over between your bodies. The pressure in your body is getting ready to explode. “Ma’ Teyam…” there are no other thoughts that follow. He’s the only thing your mind and body can focus on right now. His lips meet yours in a perfect dance knowing that he’s about to be out of time. He lets himself chase that high that he feels like he might die without. The sound of skin meeting skin crescendos echoing through the air and the trees while you both finally peak. Your nails in his back, his tail holding your upper thigh, and breathless panting into each other’s mouths.

[d0llcuries]

Hi! girl I loved "𝓣𝗐𝗈 𝖿𝗅𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌" so much, thank you so much for writing you're so talented!❤️ (a part two would be amazing)

I have another request, what do you think of headcannons about what it would be like to live with the sully family having a relationship with neteyam? like something really fluff with him and the whole family that would be so sweet!

HOME IN HIS ARMS

pairing(s): neteyam x fem!na'vi reader

summary: living with the sully family hcs

author's note: crazy how this request is how i find out i suck at writing hcs ദ്ദി(ㅠᯅㅠ) i didn't eat this one up i'm so sorry. buuut part two of lying has to stop will hopefully make up for my tepid work 😮‍💨

edit: also thank you guys sm for all your kind words regarding my writing ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡ they mean sm to me

the mornings start slow with the sun filtering through the woven walls of the tent, a soft, golden glow warming your skin. the air smells like dew and wood, a scent that has become as familiar as his arms around you.

you wake first, always, because he sleeps like someone who’s at peace now, like he doesn’t have to prove anything in his dreams. but still, his breath is steady and warm against your neck, his tail loosely draped over your hip like it’s forgotten its way in the night.

the whole place feels like it’s still sleeping. except for tuk. tuk’s always awake too early, her little feet running over the floors leaving you wonder where she gets all that energy from.

breakfast is a collective effort. neytiri hums under her breath, her hands steady and practiced, moving through routines you’re still learning. jake’s already outside, half-joking, half-serious about how he used to enjoy quiet mornings before the chaos of a family like this one.

neteyam never leaves your side during these times. he’s always close, a hand grazing yours or his tail flicking out, brushing against your leg, as if checking to make sure you're still there, still his.

kiri pretends not to notice, but you see the soft smile she hides. lo’ak doesn’t bother pretending, he rolls his eyes and makes a snide comment that only earns him a quick shove from neteyam.

everything about the sullys feels like being folded into something much larger than you. they’re loud and they’re loving, and they’ve accepted you as one of them, in ways that don’t need words.

there are nights when you sit around the fire, the warmth of it dancing across your skin, neytiri’s voice lifting in stories you’re only just starting to understand. neteyam’s hand rests on your thigh, grounding you to this moment, to him, to everything that matters.

his siblings tease him for being so devoted, but you know they’re envious. there’s a quiet admiration in their jests, like they can see just how deeply he loves, how he holds you like something precious but strong at the same time.

the way he looks at you, sometimes, it feels like you’re more than just a part of his world—you are his world, the center of it. it’s a heavy kind of love, but he carries it so lightly, so naturally, like it’s the only way he knows how to be.

tuk always finds her way into your lap by the end of the night, her small body curling up against yours as if you’ve always been there. shes fallen asleep there more times than you can count. her trust in you is something you’ve earned over small moments, little glances, the way you’ve caught her when she stumbles, the way neteyam watches over her when he thinks no one else notices.

you learn to braid each other’s hair, sitting with neytiri as she laughs softly, a rare sound that feels like sunlight, and it’s in those moments you understand where neteyam got that laugh of his—the one that’s all warmth and safety and home.

there are nights when the two of you sneak off, because even in a family this close, you need time alone. he takes your hand, pulling you through the trees, both of you laughing quietly as if you’re kids again, like you’re the only two people in the world.

he holds you in the quiet, his breath against your skin, his hands firm but gentle. there’s a reverence in the way he touches you, like he’s still amazed you’re his, after everything, that you chose him too.- and maybe you don’t say it out loud every time, but you feel it—this is home, in all its loud, messy, chaotic glory. the sullys are your family now, and neteyam… neteyam is everything.

you think, sometimes, about how you used to imagine love would be. you never thought it would be this simple, this easy. you never thought it would feel like breathing.

at night, after the day has worn down, when the fire has died low and the stars press close, it’s just you and neteyam. he pulls you into his arms, his chest solid and warm against your back, and it’s like the world outside doesn’t exist anymore.

sometimes, he’ll whisper things in your ear, soft promises about the future, about how he’ll always be there, how this—you and him—is forever. and you believe him, because he’s never given you a reason not to.

you find yourself thinking that this is what love is supposed to feel like—not some grand, sweeping romance, but something steady, something sure. it’s in the way he holds you when you’re tired, the way his family makes space for you without question, the way the forest feels like home now that you’re with him.

there’s no rush, no urgency in your days together. it’s like you’ve both found your rhythm, the steady pulse of a life lived in quiet harmony with the world around you, with each other.

and when he kisses you, it’s always slow, always gentle, like he has all the time in the world. because he does, and so do you.

[luvv4j4ybe11]

I'm tired of being horny,I want love😭😭

can you give us some fluff headcanons with teyam,please??🥹

YES OML! I love writing headcanons sm😭

Warnings~ none! Enjoy the fluff everyone<3

★ Neteyam is the type of mate to make you stay in bed on a rainy day, no matter if you guys have things to do or not. He just loves spending time with his girl.

★ speaking of which, his family completely adores you. They’re always asking for you to come over and spend time with them(mostly neytiri and Jake saying this bc you’re literally like a daughter to them)

★ tey absolutely ADORES whenever you spend time with his family, especially his siblings and ESPECIALLYY with tuk, you act so well with all of them that it makes him want to give you a family of your own.

★ his love language is definitely acts of service, words of affirmation, and physical touch. So definitely expect to be gifted with things you’ve always wanted while he’s hugging you and whispering all sorts of praises and I love yous into your ear.

★(this hc is for human!reader) if your ovulating/on your period, he will never leave your side, always giving you whatever you need since he knows how painful your periods can be. (And also because your smell gets stronger, and he doesn’t want any of the males in his clan thinking they have a chance with you. Because they don’t.)

★ speaking of this, he definitely is extremely protective of you. Like, yes he knows you’re fully capable of handling yourself, but he just can’t help it. You’re his girl, how could he not protect you?

★ if you need an example of how far this man would go for you, just remember that one time where he came home with bloody fists and a bloody nose because he overheard a group of boys sexualizing you(lo’ak jumped into the fight too bc he didn’t want to hear you or his parents lecture him about leaving Neteyam by himself to get beat tf up😭)

★turns into such a baby when he’s tired. Poor boy will come home completely exhausted, it’s so obvious in his features it makes you sad. He’ll grumble when you ask him how his day was, hurriedly taking off his uncomfortable garments and picking you up and carrying you to the bed, placing you down on the soft pillows before placing all of his body weight onto you. You let out a little huff from the suddenness of it, but it turns into a giggle when you feel him smoosh his head into your boobs.

★“Awh, what needy little babyboy. Just needed some cuddles, hm?” You’d tease while placing a kiss on his forehead, left hand rubbing his scalp soothingly as your other hand trails down his back in a content motion.

★(hc for modern!au) you guys would definitely do a whole bunch of couple TikTok’s tg, and literally everyone loves you guys sm

★ would secretly learn all your favorite foods and make them whenever your sad/on your birthday.

★ does this thing if your walking past a group of people that make you uncomfortable, he’ll put himself between you and the group, so he’s acting as a barrier almost

★ loves the sound of your voice/laugh so much, And it SHOWSSSS. lo’ak made fun of him one time because teyams tail started wagging when you laughed at a joke he made

★ also loves carrying you/manhandling you (gently ofc) js bc he likes to see the surprise on your face whenever he does. All those years of training and building his strength being put to use frl🙌🏼 he also does it bc he has a strength kink and size kink..BUT WE ARENT GONNA GET INTO THAT!!

★he has a sweet spot in the middle of his scalp that makes him purr really loud and kick his leg slightly, you found out about it one of the many times he fell asleep on your chest. You never told him you knew about it though because you know he’d probably get embarrassed, but whenever he does fall asleep on your chest you always massage that spot just to giggle at his reaction.

★(black!reader hc..so me!) love to play with your hair and braid it, also loves to participate in your wash days. Like this mf will be more hyped to wash your hair than you are(you barley lift a finger during your wash days because he insists you just sit down and relax while he does everything)

★ made a wash day playlist with all your favorite songs on your phone without you knowing, so when you asked him where the playlist came from he just giggled at you before telling you where it came from. (You cried and hugged him because..he’s a fucking sweetheart?)

★ always talks about starting a family with you, and the look in this man’s eyes whenever he talks about it is completely adorable. You’re literally the love of this man’s life

A/N~ I need a man like teyam frl🥹 also I’m flattered you guys love my neteyam works sm, it really means the world to me<3 but could we mayhaps send in requests for different characters? I’d love to hear what you guys have in mind for them. Other than that tho, stay safe and hydrated. I love you guys sm💕

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[neteyawne]

hello :) idk if you’re taking requests atm but if not ignore this!!

i would like to request some hcs for neteyamm if that’s okay, maybe some general ones like about him like his lil quirks and stuff and then some relationship ones? thanks lovely! 🫶

AHH i got you babe!! here's some head-cannons of our favorite boy on Pandora ~

Neteyam ⋆｡°✩ who's love language was acts of service. He was the perfect definition of a gentleman - always putting your own needs before his. He'd pick out the freshest fruits for you to eat and let you use his body as a pillow whenever you were in need of a nap. He was perfectly content with braiding your hair while you slept, often intertwining his own beads into the strands so you always had a piece of him with you no matter where you went.

Neteyam ⋆｡°✩ who used Norm's camera to take pictures of you. The Sky People's odd device was something he would come to cherish. He had polaroids of you stashed in a simple woven basket under his hammock - with other trinkets and sorts that reminded him of you.

Neteyam ⋆｡°✩ who had a bad habit of staring at you. He didn't even notice himself looking at you so longingly all the time until Lo'ak was snapping his fingers in front of the lovesick boy's face with an agitated look in his eyes. How many times would Neteyam space out and watch you play with little Tuktirey? He imagines you with his own children one day, and how wonderful of a wife and mother you'd make.

Neteyam ⋆｡°✩ who cradled you to his chest when you cried. He hated the sight of your lash line wet with tears, the sight bringing him to near tears as he hushes and soothes you. He spoiled you with love, making sure not a moment went by where you felt unloved. He was brave, but the sight of you crying always managed to break a piece of his heart. Until you're happy, don't expect the kisses and hugs to slow down anytime soon.

bonus scene! ⋆｡°✩

"Teyam - I can feel you smiling." You whisper, the feeling of his lips grazing your cheek soft as he lets out a chuckle

"I'm sure you can. You haven't opened your eyes yet, right yawne?"

You nod your head silently, your eyes still closed as he finally squeezes your hand gently - giving you the go ahead to open your eyes

Your fluttering lashes are met with the warm shine of the bioluminescence of the forest around you - and a few feet away from you was a tree, one that had you and Neteyam's named carved onto it.

"Do you remember this tree?" He asks softly, his eyes warm with love as you lean forward in awe, tracing the engraved wood with a smile

"I don't but... I feel like I've been here before." You whisper

"This was the tree you and I had our first kiss under. Remember, that branch was leaning over our heads - its vines tickling your sides when you leaned over hmm?" He muses, an amused grin on his face as he gently tickled your side as you squeal

"Teyam! This is - this is so wonderful." You breathe our, smiling so brightly that Neteyam's heart almost bursts at the sight

"Our love will be here forever. It's engraved here - one day, when we're old and our time has come - you and I will be laid here. Together forever, you and I." He whispers, and your eyes shine with unshed tears

"I love you Neteyam."

"I love you more, yawne."

[splshaaa]

Neteyam x metkayina! reader hcs

NO WARNINGS : just fluff and kissing!! When I was writing this, reader was afab in my head but i don’t think it’s mentioned in the hcs!!

English isn’t my first language so please correct me if I made any mistakes ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

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Neteyam who was skeptical at first when you got assigned to be the one to teach him how to swim, (even though he found you attractive) but became drunk in love when he got to know you better.

Neteyam who never left you ever since then. He got so obsessed with you that he’d follow you everywhere like a lost baby. He hated being this pathetic when he was with you.

Neteyam who would ask his father about human facts just to he can flex when he’s with you and watch you admire him.

Neteyam who has fantasies about saving you from the sky people. He wants to be your knight in a shining armor and have you thanking him on your knees. In reality, you’re the one who would probably save him.

Neteyam who wants to be “a real man” with you but always looses his means when he’s around you. It’s even worse when you look at him in the eyes, he gets almost intimidated by your charisma

Neteyam who confessed his love (or obsession) to you when you two were looking for Lo’ak. You were both alone in the middle of the ocean on a small boat and he figured it would probably be the only chance he got to confess.

Neteyam whose biggest fear is to lose you because he truly believes that you are his soulmate even when you’re kinda nonchalant about your relationship since you only focus on your duties.

Neteyam who loves you like a human. His feelings for you are so strong that he’d literally die for you without any hesitation. That’s why he follows you everywhere, on land and underwater. He’d drown if you asked him to.

Neteyam who steals kisses from you throughout the day. He wants to show you that you’re his to every Na’vi that looks at you.

[iluliluu]

some less common aonunete HCs which i think fit well with their dynamic:

top neteyam and bottom ao'nung

neteyam is bi and ao'nung is gay

ao'nung is little spoon bc neteyam is like an octopus and likes to wrap all his limbs around him 

neteyam is such a tease and tends to be more adventurous in the bedroom while ao'nung is just overwhelmed by his hotness and goes along w it 

neteyam is an inch or two taller than ao’nung 

neteyam is low-key possessive and jealous whereas ao'nung is all proud like duh i have the hottest bf ever ofc ppl will flirt w him 

neteyam runs hot but ao’nung is always cold and steals neteyam’s sweaters even though they are a tiny bit too tight on him

neteyam getting bursts of manic energy and acting bonkers and ao'nung is just amused like *pats head* ok buddy 

neteyam loves horror movies but ao'nung is terrified 

ao’nung is surprisingly street smart whereas neteyam would accidentally walk into a gang meeting and think it’s a party and start introducing himself 

neteyam holds his liquor really well while ao’nung turns into a giggling mess 

neteyam has lots of stuff like trinkets and pictures and ticket stubs whereas ao’nung is pretty simplistic 

neteyam being slightly chaotic and messy but in a way that's organised to him whereas ao'nung is relatively neat

ao’nung gets really competitive at board games and neteyam lets him win bc he thinks it’s cute (except sometimes he beats him on purpose so ao’nung can take out his frustration in the bedroom) 

ao’nung is an early riser whereas neteyam could sleep for 15 hours straight and still take a nap later 

ao’nung is kind of introverted and self conscious whereas neteyam is confident and makes friends easily 

[mooooonnnzz]

Masterlist!

i have been inching to do a masterlist and i finally got the energy to make one!

Avatar Way Of Water ཐི♡ཋྀ

❥ Neteyam:

🐚 What Love Would Do To You ~ The stages of getting to know Neteyam and falling in love with him <3

🐚 If you go, I'll stay. ~ Neteyam has to say goodbye to the one he loves the most

🐚 I've never been in love before ~ Neteyam HC of him falling in love

🐚 Under The Moonlight ~ A moment shared between two lovers

🐚 The Lamp Is Low ~ More HC's of Neteyam

🐚 Neteyam tail HC ~ Metkayina reader who's very amused by his weird tail

❥ Kiri:

💙 I won't say (I'm in love) ~ You confess your feelings towards her and she doesn't know how to respond

💙 Kiri's tail HC ~ Metkayina reader who is very amused by Kiri's weird tail

❥ Lo'ak:

🌊 Perfect Pair ~ Lo'ak HC

Spiderman Across The Spiderverse ꔫ

❥ Miles Morales:

🕷️ Don't text and swing! ~ Miles loves texting you, what could possibly go wrong?

🕷️ I'm Spiderman!...Surprise? ~ Hcs of you finding about miles which ultimately leads to him telling you his “secret”!

❥ Miguel O'Hara:

🕸️ How do I do this? ~ Miguel attempts to tie up your hair and fails miserably. (bad attempts of me inputting Spanish in the story is ahead, be warned😭 )

🕸️ Miguel takes his daughter to HQ ~ Miguel takes his daughter to HQ! How bad could it be?

🕸️ Babysitting Mayday! ~ Miguel has a daughter who adores Mayday

🕸️ Manicure ~ You paint Miguel's nails!

lowkey wish i wrote more for dad miguel hes so cute as a father

The Legend of Korra ཐི♡ཋྀ

❥ Korra:

💧 Nervous ~ You want to ask Korra out but you're to nervous. With the help of Bolin and Mako you finally ask her out.

i wrote like one fic for her and dipped i apologize

Gravity Falls ꔫ

❥ Stanford Pines

📖 Who Knows How Long I Loved You ~ Stanford Dad HC's!

📖 You Know I Love You Still ~ Stanford Dad HC's + inclusion in the ep in "not what he seems"

📖 Heartbreak, Heartbreak ~ Stanford Husband HC'S

📖 Forwards Beckon Rebound ~ Ford's unsatiable hunger for knowledge almost costs you your life and ultimately lead to his demise.

📖 World/Insured ~ Ford pushes you in a portal accidentally!!

📖 World/Insured Part 2 ~ Stan and Ford bust their ass trying to get you back.

📖 World/Insured Part 3 ~ Stan and Ford bust their ass trying to get you back. 2x

📖 2010 Toyota Corolla ~ HC's of Ford reacting you having a partner.

📖 I'm Glad There Is You ~ HC's of Ford reacting you getting broken up with!

📖 Mable’s Surprise Birthday Special ~ It's your birthday! And Mable couldn't help but rope everyone along and record the whole thing.

❥ Stanley Pines

🎱 Love You Forever and Forever ~ Stan Dad HC's :3

🎱 Clean Slate ~ You try to bring back Stan’s memories after the memory wipe.

🎱 World/Insured ~ Stan watches Ford pushes you in a portal.

🎱 World/Insured Part 2 ~ Stan and Ford bust their ass trying to get you back.

🎱 World/Insured Part 3 ~ Stan and Ford bust their ass trying to get you back. 2x

🎱 2010 Toyota Corolla ~ HC's of Stan reacting you having a partner.

🎱 I'm Glad There Is You ~ HC's of Stan reacting you getting broken up with!

🎱 Far From The Weight Of The World ~ Making a deal with Bill wasn't one of your smartest ideas.

🎱 Mable’s Birthday Special ~ It's your birthday! And Mable couldn't help but rope everyone along and record the whole thing.

🎱 Dream about me ~ Stan never really accounted for how similar you are to Ford.

❥ Mable

🌠 Heartbreak, Heartbreak ~ Her Grunkle Ford is married to you?! How did he not scare you away?

🌠 By Your Side ~ Trying to shield them from danger was proved harder than you thought.

🌠 Mable’s Surprise Birthday Special ~ It's your birthday! And Mable couldn't help but rope everyone along and record the whole thing.

🌠 Endless Season ~ WIP

❥ Dipper

🌲 Heartbreak, Heartbreak ~ He believes Grunkle Ford did some hypnotism on you. There's no way you willingly married him.

🌲 By Your Side ~ Trying to shield them from danger was proved harder than you thought.

🌲 Mable’s Surprise Birthday Special ~ It's your birthday! And Mable couldn't help but rope everyone along and record the whole thing.

credits to headers: natsusaki and anitalenia

i wonder if anyone catches that some of my titles r songs/lyrics. i usually name them after the song that i listened to while writing them

my summaries lowkey suck