#big boy Nete

[zestys-stuff]

Another Nete piece dropping this week, there’s a surprise underneath the cut hehe❤️

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[beiasluv]

sully boys sleeping trope 😳

a/n: this is the product of daydreaming before bedtime, enjoy! 🤍

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jake (2009)

such a cuddler 100%

he loves being a big spoon for u, anytime, anywhere. it makes him confident that you are sleeping soundly in his arm

jake, jake, he has a trauma of waking up in his old human body 😭 he always hold onto your waist or arm, when he first wake up. then, opens his eyes to his home, Pandora.

what about before bedtime? well, glad you asked, he loves cuddling with you under the starlight. he loves listening to your soft voice telling things about your days or just giggling together.

he loves loves snuggling your head into his neck and resting his chin onto your head, inhaling your sweet scent

“jake, you know i haven’t wash them yet this week,” you pushed him away

“i don’t mind, I love your scent, my mate’s scent.”

100% braiding his hair when he can’t sleep.

when you have nightmares, he’ll wake you up in his embrace 100% awhhhhg

when you first sleeping together he was nervous asf.

your boy sweating and everything. even trying to hold your hand, he was red RED.

you accepted his hands swiftly and hugged it against your chest. he loves for you to hug his arm 100%

neteyamm

me personally, neteyam might seems like a protective typa guy but he loves being the small spoon deep down. I KNEW HE IS

childhood trauma enters the chat, kinda like that. all his childhood, he is expected to be the golden child, the oldest brother, but all he need is a little bit more love and affection.

your boy needs, you provide.

hugging him from behind is so comfy all the time.

i am guessing he has a cold body, and that clashes with the heat of your body. he loves to be snuggled in your heat and radiation

before you guys sleep = massaging each other and relaxing together

you’ll massage his scalp, down to his face, neck, and even his shoulders. he’ll purr in satisfaction, which, of course, we LOVE IT

he’ll try to hide it :( but we love a supportive significant other

“hm…y/n…t-thank you,” he shivered in your touch.

“your welcome, nete, but we know you are trying to hide your purrs,” you giggled. “please, I love them, don’t hide them,” a peck on his nose calmed him down and unlocked his door.

from that on, neteyam became neteyam the purring cat to you. Slay

he’ll return the action as well. basically you guys both massage each other to sleep, drifting away together to the dream world.

lo’ak

definitely shy boi when you guys both sleep together. he’ll be stiff as a stick.

so, of course, you have to make the first move.

you tapped his shoulder slightly to gain his attention, “lo’ak, are you sleeping?”

“no?” he turned to face you, his yellow eyes glowed in the dark.

“I am cold, can you hug me?” you suggested and giggled.

“erm…yeah, of course,” he awkwardly hugged your waist and rested his head on your head, while you snuggled up against his chest. “this…this feels nice.”

“doesn’t it? we should do it more often,” you pecked his lips.

I know, childhood trauma again. BUTTT lo’ak, being love deprived he is, needs affection 100% and you were there to provide them to your boy

he loves to snuggle up with you from then on.

you guys favorite position is definitely facing each other and back away from the outside. it seems like there are only you two in the world, and that’s all it matters

you’ll sing his mother’s song chord to calm him down, and plays with his hairs. he’ll rub your back to calm you down as well.

today’s a great day to take care of yourself! 🤍

@rosaryos / @bumblinbumblvee / @loudcolorwolfgarden / @nyotamalfoy / @fangirl-2610 / @astablacksword / @lokisblueskin

[fanaura]

can you write an nsfw where there’s like this ‘mating ritual’ where when a two na’vi want to mate the male must earn his woman by being able to successfully catch her/hunt her down as she runs away and tries not to be caught? so in this nsfw neteyam is hunting his soon to be mate and there’s lots of teasing but eventually he catches her and they mate? love your writing x

STOP THAT IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA Y'ALL ARE JUST TOO CREATIVE FOR THIS WORLD OMG

yes ofc i can!! and tysm i appreciate it xx

pairing: neteyam x omaticayan!reader - aged up (23 + 22)

content warnings: sexual content, queues connecting, p-in-v, neteyam being an experienced boi caused he's older and KNOWS his way around the bedroom, slight breeding kink, this ritual is completely fan-made as far as I'm aware!! I'm only following from what this person has written.

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Your feet thudded on the soft dirt floor of the forest as you ran through it, dodging and weaving tree stumps and the smaller animals of your home. The faint smell of sweat hung in the air from the effort, the sound of Neteyam's breath expelling and inhaling in ease, his strong body staying close behind you.

You sped up as you ran past a bend in the path Neteyam had been chasing you through for the past 10 minutes, as a part of the People's mating ritual. It was very traditional and slightly outdated, but with everything you and Neteyam had been through in the war with the Sky People, you wanted to make a big fuss over the mating, to make it special.

Since the time of the First Songs, it was the option for a male and female about to mate to begin The Hunt; a mating ritual in which the female was to run from her partner, until they caught up to each other, where they then mate for life. Again, some would call it silly. But after Neteyam's fierce and horrific encounters with death throughout the war - all you wanted was something to commerate it.

He was gaining on you - drawing closer and closer as you got more tired, legs aching and heavy - anticipation also causing you to decelerate. Neteyam's warrior frame stayed steady compared to your singer's body. While some females chose the path of warriors, healers, hunters, you chose to sing. Singing the words of Eywa was honourable, and made you feel closer to her and the People, but it didn't bless you with the powerful musculature others had developed. It made you feel so guilty during the War, when you had to stay back and sit around worriedly in missions because it was more dangerous for you than useful. You were a liability.

The thoughts were a useless spiral, so you shook them away, right as Neteyam reached you and wrapped his arms around your waist and tackled you to the dirt ground.

"Nete-YAM!" you squealed as you tumbled and he began tickling you.

"Stop!" you breathe-screamed in between giggles.

"What was that? Keep going?" He said, relentless. One of his large hands held both of yours together as he kept going.

"Neteyam! You skxawng!" You screamed again, abs hurting as you panted.

He was also smiling, but he let go of your hands and rose, so he was on his knees as he pulled you up as well. The grin had now softened, his eyes boring into your very soul, every thought, every movement, every heartbeat.

In an unexplained unison, you both reach behind for your queues, eyes still focused on each other with bated breath.

"My Yawne," my beloved, he mumured so quietly you almost couldn't hear him. You both brought the tips of your braids together and watched as they made Tsaheylu.

"Neteyam," you breathed out the air you had been holding in your lungs, and he gasped, eyes fluttering. He groaned and put his head down on the crook of your neck, heaving.

The swell of everything; his soul mixing with yours in a swirl of heat and love and passion, all blending together in harmony, like the ocean meets the sky and the earth meets the rain. A compliment, a perfect fit.

You lightly grabbed his face, bringing his lips to touch yours, heavy and full of lust.

Neteyam ended up on top of you again, but this time his face was sultry and focused. He kissed your cheek, your neck, your lips, and continued down. He worshipped you. The valley between your now bare breasts, your stomach, your thighs, and the bundle of nerves sitting in between them.

It wasn't like you both were inexperienced in any way. There were stolen moments over the years throughout the chaos of war, a silence in the midst of a storm. It had given you both the opportunity to learn and experiment with each other, which had allowed you to figure out what you liked, and the same for Neteyam. But you couldn't deal with him taking it slow now, not when all you wanted to do was touch every inch of his body, to calm the overwhelming feeling of everything swirling inside you. You knew Neteyam was only going painfully slow because he knew this, and he felt the same.

"Tease," you huffed, grabbing his jaw desperately and kissing him fiercly. He chuckled, kissing you back.

"You want it, do you?" He asked in between kisses. You whined, arching into him.

"Nuh uh," he said, pulling back and going to speak in your ear, his voice and breath in your ear sending shivers down your whole body.

"Use your words," he said, left hand dragging up your torso and breasts, drawing lazy circles that turned you to jelly beneath him.

"I want you inside me, Neteyam," you choke out, just as his hand reaches the wetness between your legs.

"Oh yeah?" He moved his loincloth and your own, positioning his cock right at your entrance, again teasing you even as you clawed at his back and tried to pull him closer to you, craving contact. He resisted.

"Yes. Neteyam- please," you said tremulously.

"Well, since you used your manners..." he brought one of his hands down and guided himself in you, the thickness of him stretching your folds, as he had done many times before, but has never ceased to drive you mad.

He started off painfully slow, moving in and out of your wet cunt. You moaned, planting both hands at the back of his neck so your foreheads were touching.

"Faster," you whispered, and he obliged, pounding in an out of you. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as your eyes fluttered closed. He was kissing your neck, and you knew you would be left with purple marks on your already blue skin.

Neteyam groaned, a sound that immediately deepend your pleasure, bringing you up higher and higher to reach your peak.

"Come on," he said your name while he moved in you, you writhing and grasping at anything to hold on to.

"That's it, baby. You're almost there, just a little more for me," you mewled and cried out, finally reaching your climax.

The dizzying satisfaction you felt was drawn out as Neteyam sped up to also reach his addictive high, spilling his seed into your dripping pussy.

[pandorafairy]

The Sully's in American Public School

Lo’ak:

Wears Nike Jordan's and sweatshirts  

Snapchats Tsireya in class: “So wyd?” “Wanna meet at the gym in 5?”  “U look cute today”

Takes the hall pass to go to the bathroom and never goes back to class

Attempts to make thirst traps and TikTok’s in said bathroom 

Makes fun of Neteyam to his friends but if one of them agree, Lo’ak will punch them 

Always late to class and will try to talk the teacher out of giving him a tardy (it never works)

Is literally always in trouble for something

Runs track and plays basketball

"Ayo, my parents are out of town. Party at my place tonight!"

Neteyam:

Definitely the best dressed guy in school. Baggy jeans/cargos, oversized t shirts, bomber jackets/pullovers, and beanies.

Captain of the football and track team

A lot of people have crushes on him but he pretends not to notice

Involved in so many extracurriculars

Literally everyone knows who is but he's still always so nice. Like he is popular but goes out of his way to talk to everyone not just 'cool' kids

Really good at math

"Lo'ak said what???"

Kiri:

Always has her airpods in 

Pretends not to know Lo’ak 

Wears crystal necklaces 

Uses a bookbag not a backpack

Loves art and English class (actually enjoys Shakespeare)

Very quiet except for in debate. She completely dominates every single argument

Looks out the window and watches birds instead of paying attention during class (Rotxo likes to watch her because he can look at her without her noticing)

"Oh, I don't know a guy named Lo'ak." *rolls her eyes*

Tuk:

Tries to trade snacks at lunch but no one ever wants to because Neytiri makes her bring healthy food (Jake will secretly put candy in so she can trade) 

Definitely wears like Nike and Under Armor athletic wear but in cute colors

Races the boys at recess (she always wins) 

Goes crazy at Scholastic Book Fairs. She buys silly bands, bookmarks, those fuzzy mini wallets. Literally anything except actual books

She likes science. She loves learning about the chicks life cycle and watching them hatch

Her backpack is a mess

"Nete? Why are so many people in our house?"

Neytiri:

Gets in fights with PTA moms over dress codes (her kids can wear whatever they want)

On the environmental committee

Defends her kids always (even when it is clearly their fault)  “How do you know that Lo’ak did that?” 

Packs all their lunches and leaves good luck notes on days when they have a big test

Has to help the kids with their homework because they all cry when Jake tries to help them

"I am going to pluck out Lo'ak's eyes." *Lo'ak gets everyone out of the house and goes to hide* *Neytiri finds him easily*

Jake: 

Tries to help Tuk with her math homework but she always ends up crying and then Jake feels bad and gives her candy.

Big football dad (at all of Neteyam’s games) 

Drives his kids to all their school dances and gives their dates death stares

Makes friends with the other parents (Neytiri tries to be friendly)

Puts all their report cards on the fridge

"Neteyam! I said no parties. How could let your brother do this?" *Neteyam apologizes but secretly had a lot of fun and would do it again*

Thanks for reading! I've never written something like this but it was fun! Hope you enjoyed :)

[blue-slxt]

The Game

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

A/N: So this was inspired by crazy, horny ramblings from discord. I just love my man and threesomes are pretty fun (even if they are a monster to actually write lol). All characters are aged up.

Pairing: Neteyam x Fem!Na'vi!Reader x Fem!Na'vi!OC

Warnings: Smut, P in V, Threesome, Oral (M and F receiving), Face Riding, Sapphic Kissing/Touching, Creampie

Word Count: 2.6k

Summary: Neteyam gets caught up in you and your friend's "game".

Everything about this whole situation was just so unusual. Neteyam couldn't believe he found himself in this scenario. It was so unlike him to get caught up. But he had been distracted. It was supposed to be another regular trip through the forest. But something was different tonight. He got careless; he got distracted. He smelled a scent he wasn't familiar with. As many times as he's walked through this forest, he knew it inside and out and he knew that whatever this scent was, it didn't belong here.

He hushed his own breath and lightened his footsteps as he moved closer to the unfamiliar smell. It was floral, but with a hint of some type of fruit that he couldn't quite put his finger on. Peeking through the bushes, he noticed your crouched form next to the river. Your back was turned towards him and it seemed you hadn't noticed him approaching you.

He almost called out to you, but when he saw your face, his voice was lost to him. To say he thought you were beautiful was an understatement. Your features were soft and round, but there was a hardened edge to your expression. Clearly a gentle and nurturing soul, but a heart made of steel and no fear.

That's where he fucked up. He got so lost in his musings about you that he let his guard down and didn't notice the second presence coming up behind him until a strong hand grabbed ahold of his kuru and a cool blade was pressed against his throat.

"Move slowly..." the second voice speaks lowly to him.

She stands to her feet and brings Neteyam with her and moves both of them through the bushes into the clearing. "Who did you find this time, Ìze?" you say brushing your braids out of your face.

With a sly grin, she walks him closer to you, "We got a big catch this time. None other than the prince of the Omatikaya himself."

"What is this?" Neteyam asks, trying to piece together the unfolding situation.

"Why don't you tell us? You were the one watching me, weren't you?" you say walking up to him and trailing your fingers over his broad chest.

His ears pin themselves to his head feeling embarrassed at being caught and called out. "Fine. So what do you want?"

Ìze chuckles behind him, "Same thing that you want, pretty boy." Her hand on his kuru eases its grip and starts to lightly stroke the base making Neteyam's breath grow heavy.

"It's okay, Nete~..." you say his name with a sweet tease. "We just want to play with you a little bit..."

"How do you know my name?" he asks, trying to not let the quiver in his voice show.

"Oh, you are famous even among other clans, Mr. future olo'eyktan." Ìze answers finally lowering her knife from his throat. And yet, Neteyam still makes no attempt to escape.

"I've been dying to find out if the Omatikaya prince tastes as good as he looks", you continue letting your fingers dance along the waist of his tewng.

Ìze slowly circles around to his front letting his kuru slide sensually through her hand before letting it fall. Now that Neteyam could clearly see her face, he could see that she was beautiful too, but in an entirely different way. Where your beauty radiated nurturing warmth and hidden power, Ìze was beautiful in an intimidating way. She was clearly the hunter type and everything from her posture to her voice commanded respect.

"So take your pick, Nete~" Ìze teases the nickname.

Neteyam tries desperately to quickly rework his malfunctioning brain to come up with some kind of a response. But any words that come to mind, die in his throat before they ever make it to his lips. His eyes just flicker back and forth between the two of you trying to make sense of at least some part of this.

"What's the matter?" you ask, stepping closer and running your hand along his perfectly chiseled jaw. "Yerik got your tongue?"

Neteyam's not sure why he did what he did next. Maybe it was how sweet you smelled or the shiver he felt all the way down to his tail when you touched him. Regardless of why, he grabs you by the waist and pulls you in close against him.

Your eyes go wide with excitement and a devilish grin plasters itself on your face. Ìze's expression mimics your own at the unfolding situation in front of you both. You're not quite done having your fun yet, though. You lift up on your toes and press light kisses to his cheeks, his nose, the corners of his mouth, his chin, everywhere except where he really wants you. When his patience runs thin, Neteyam uses two fingers to hold your chin and keep you in place so that he can properly place a firm kiss on your lips. 

His lips are in perfect sync moving against yours, but before you can fully comprehend anything, his tongue is swiping at your lower lip begging to be let in. You eagerly grant him entrance just as you feel another set of hands wrap around you and cup your breasts. Neteyam’s tongue dances with yours where he clearly sets the tone and takes the lead and you’re more than happy to submit to him. You sigh into the kiss feeling Ìze give your earlobe a playful nip. You finally pull back from the kiss leaving a thin string of saliva connecting your lips together. 

“My turn” Ìze says still groping at your body that was thoroughly trapped between the two of them. 

She leans in over your shoulder pressing her lips to Neteyam’s and the kiss is a fierce battle of wills between the two of them. Their tongues fight for dominance as you let your hands trail lower down his toned body and you feel the outline of his dick through his tewng. Feeling how big and stiff he is right now has your breath growing heavy with anticipation. Your eagerness clearly overtakes you when your fingers get busy untying his loincloth. 

When they finally break their kiss, both of their chests are heaving for air. Neteyam locks eyes with you and his blown pupils and half lidded eyes match your own. He lets you continue on your mission to rid him of the offensive cloth until it falls while he licks and nips at your neck. He breathes in deep, heady breaths of your intoxicating scent and you make no attempt to stop him from scenting you. Ìze says in your ear, “looks like the prince has taken a liking to you” with a giggle in her voice. 

“It would seem so. I’ll take the first round and then we’ll switch?” you suggest with a slight moan escaping when his tongue glides just below your ear. 

“Sounds good to me.”

Neteyam is so lost in leaving little marks on your otherwise perfect skin that he doesn’t even hear the two of you scheming. It’s not until you push him away by his chest that he finally breaks out of his trance. Neteyam focuses on the two pairs of eyes trained on him. More specifically, on his thick cock standing tall and proud in front of him. 

“Lay down” Ìze instructs. 

His ears twitch back and forth signaling that he heard her, but his tail sways in hesitation. 

“Relax, your highness. Let us take care of everything.” you say tail practically thrashing behind you with excitement.

Neteyam feels like he’s having an out of body experience, watching himself follow your instructions as he lays down on the soft, glowy moss.

He watches on in curiosity and amazement when you and Ìze strip off your own tewngs in front of him leaving the three of you bare together. You approach him from the bottom while Ìze walks around to the top of Neteyam’s head. Getting down on your hands and knees, you crawl over to him and settle yourself between his thighs that twitch and jump under the gentle caress of your fingertips. It feels like you could start drooling when you finally hold him in your hand. He’s so thick and heavy in your grasp, your fingers can just barely fit all the way around. 

Dragging the flat of your tongue up his length, you can see Neteyam’s abs tremble with the shuddering breath he releases. Your tongue travels up his whole length and then you take his tip into your mouth. Beads of tangy precum coat your tongue and you hum around him in satisfaction at the flavor. 

The beads in his braids clink together as Neteyam’s head falls back to the ground. When he looks up, Ìze is crouched over him grinning like a devil at him. 

“Ah ah ah, eyes forward, pretty boy.” She says, grabbing his face and pointing his eyes back at you. You hold searing eye contact with him while you slide him all the way into your mouth, making small gagging sounds when he brushes the back of your tongue. 

“She’s doing such a good job for you, isn’t she? Doesn’t she just look so gorgeous swallowing your cock?” 

If your lips weren’t currently occupied, they would be tugging into a smirk watching the prince’s composure crumble. Ìze always loved taking the lead in these situations. Meanwhile, you were more of a pleaser. Nothing compared to the rush you felt when you would watch a strong warrior or proficient hunter melt under you. 

Neteyam finally can’t hold your gaze any more when you shoot a wink his way. It’s more than he can handle. His eyes squeeze close while you continue to bob your head up and down on his length. Ìze takes the opportunity to turn his face back to her and capture his lips in another heated kiss. 

Neteyam moans into her mouth when you hollow out your cheeks and he swallows the small chuckles she lets out. 

When you and Ìze lock eyes, a silent understanding is shared between you. You pull off of Neteyam with an audible ‘pop’ and Ìze pulls back from their kiss and Neteyam is left with his head still spinning figuring out what’s happening. 

“Time to see if the prince lives up to his reputation. What do you think?” Ìze teases.

“Oh, I’m sure that he won’t disappoint us” you muse, stalking closer to him and stealing a quick kiss. His lips try to chase after you when you pull away. He watches you intensely when you straddle his hips and hover right above when he really wants you to be. His hips buck beneath you trying to chase your heat. Every time he comes close, you lift your hips a little higher, keeping him from fully getting what he wants out of you just yet. He lets out a low growl of frustration, but it only amuses the two of you. 

“Now, now, don’t be such a tease. I think we’ve made him wait long enough, don’t you?”, Ìze purrs walking behind you and placing her hands on your hips.You let her help guide you to finally sit down on Neteyam’s stiff cock. The stretch is even better than you imagined. 

“Mmf!”

Every curve and ridge seems to fit perfectly inside of you. Neteyam can’t help but watch you sit down on it and watching the way his jaw falls to his chest is the exact sight that you love to see every time. 

You move your hips up and down at a steady pace, coaxing small groans of pleasure from the man under you. Ìze takes her hands off you and makes her way to Neteyam’s face.

“Don’t forget about me just yet, prince.”

She uses two fingers on Neteyam’s forehead to gently push his head down for her to straddle his face. Neteyam wastes no time having his fill of her. 

“Ahh…”

Both of you roll your hips in perfect time with each other on top of him. Your walls clench and hug around his thick cock while Ìze covers his face in her slick that he’s steadily lapping at. 

“Ahn~! Nete!” you cry out when his hips snap up to meet yours. One of his hands holds on to your hip for more leverage to rut up into you. His other hand holds Ìze in place for his tongue to reach all the right spots. 

“Haah…ah, right there!” she croons. 

“Ìze…” you breathe out, reaching your hand towards her. A smirk crosses her lips already knowing what you wanted. She leans forward towards you and uses her fingers under your chin to tilt your face up to hers and press her lips to yours. Her tongue invades your mouth, muffling the sweet moans you make from every buck of Neteyam’s hips. 

The night air is filled with the various sounds of wet skin slapping against skin and muffled sounds of pleasure from all three of you. 

Your head is swirling with all the stimulation that almost borders on being too much. The smell of arousal thick in your noose, Neteyam’s tip knocking against your cervix, and Ìze playfully licking into your mouth has you quickly approaching your peak. 

You finally break the kiss to catch your breath and notice Ìze’s glazed over eyes. It’s a look you’re all too familiar with from having done this so many times. It’s the look she gets when she’s close. She pants against your lips; the two of you practically sharing the breath. Below her, Neteyam attaches his lips around her clit and sucks on it lightly sending shock waves through her body. Her normally hardened, confident expression has melted away into something needy and wanting. Thankfully, you knew exactly what she needed. 

Your hand reaches around the back of her head and grabs ahold of her kuru. Gently stroking the base of it, you lightly purr to her “let go for us, Ìze”. 

As if you had directly spoken to oher core, her hips twitch and her thighs shake with her release that coats Neteyam’s face and runs down the sides of his mouth. Her pussy desperately clenches around nothing as she continues to ride out her high until she can come down.

Watching her like this always riled you up more. Made you go harder, faster, deeper. It was beautiful to watch every time. She was beautiful. 

Her body relaxes and she drops her full weight down. Neteyam lightly taps her thigh to signal to her that he finally needs to come up for a breath and she climbs off of his face. 

“Have fun~” she says with a slightly tired lilt to her voice, leaving the two of you to finish. 

In one fluid motion, Neteyam sits up and lays you on your back on the ground. He throws your legs over his shoulders and ruts into you with more force than before. Lightning flashes through your body. Without even realizing it, your tail coils around his bicep in a subconscious attempt to help keep your mind grounded. 

“Ah! Mm! Haah…Nete!” 

“Cum for me, tanhì” he quietly commands you, knowing that he’s probably just as close as you are. 

Your toes curl and your nails dig into his skin when your release rips through you.Your walls vice grip around him and Neteyam can’t hold back anymore. His hips stutter and lose their previously steady pace as thick ropes of white spill into you making warmth spread in your lower belly. 

His lips crash into yours, still fresh with the taste of Ìze on them. It’s disorienting and addicting in the way it seems to drag out your high and make you see stars. When he breaks the kiss, you’re both trying to catch your breath. 

“So?” Ìze inquires from somewhere behind you.

A smile spreads on your lips and you simply respond, “I told you he wouldn’t disappoint us”.

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[lvrcpid]

headcannons ii - modern!au

neteyam

— he was the type of kid who did the lemonade stands as a kid, backwards e and all.

— his led lights are always set to white. he doesn’t even use the light in his room

— he definitely goes trick or treating still. no matter the fact he’s almost 6 foot. he’s gonna get him some free candy

— speaking of candy, his favorite candy is..TWIZZLERS 🤢

— if there’s one thing neteyam will do, he gonna take a deep sigh like he a stressed father of 5

— he has his caps lock on 😟

— such a mommas boy

— ‘you need help ma?’ ‘i can pick her up for you ma’

— idc what y’all say him and jake ARENT THAT CLOSE

— nete def strays away from jakes old veteran ass but the first one to use his military discount anywhere they go 💀 he’s so me

— that boy loves him some the weeknd

— die for you is his favorite song

— the type to literally hit you while laughing

lo’ak

— he’s always in some sort of pain

— ‘my back hurt’ ‘my ankle hurts’

— he was the type of kid who got caught with kik at age 12

— when he finally got his car, he got a dent in it not even an hour later

— he thinks those a.i president videos are top tier comedy

— his closet is where he records his raps 💀

— neytiri has to FIGHT with him to make him wash his favorite hoodie

— ‘MA I CAN GO ONE MORE DAY’ ‘ITS BEEN TWO MONTHS’

— under his bed is literally comparable to a landfill. ITS SO DIRTY UNDER THERE

— when he was a kid, he ran into a wall and knocked his two front teeth out

— something tells me lo’ak is a fast eater like you could blink and his plate is CLEAR

— jake made him join jrotc 💀

kiri

— she’s def a morning person

— you can find her in her room mediating or doing yoga

— very in touch with her higher self

— she’s given herself a lot of stick and poke tattoos

— her favorite one is a heart on her finger

— shoes? hell no. crocs and slippers.

— funniest person in the family hands down

— she actually enjoys cleaning, it’s therapeutic

— the type to make twitter stans mad on purpose

— has way too much blackmail on everyone in the family

— she probably can’t dance tbh shed rather watch

— gives the MEANEST side eye to people

ao’nung

— he has facial hair (teehee)

— he probably was the type to go “boi 🫱🏽” in middle school

— he smells like irish spring ¿

— big big big sneaker head

— ‘where my hug at’ AONUNG GO TO HELL

— got that stiff athletes walk to him

— something tells me he has a letterman jacket with ‘A’ on it

— he definitely needs his license taken away. he has three tickets already

— speaking of license, his picture is his rizz. he looks so pretty in his picture

— poor baby hates eye contact, it makes him nervous

— he’s so fruity. talking bout some “POOKIE 😆”

— he’s a beast at mini golf

— da hood is his favorite roblox game. he definitely gets annoying and tells people to mic up

tsireya

— she actually believes in the tarot readings on her fyp

— she’s confident. not cocky.

— she can whoop ass. PRAY WITH HER DONT PLAY W HER

— she wants to dye her hair but she’s so scared

— she got a tattoo of a heart behind her ear behind her parents backs

— my girl loves her some astrology

— ‘WHATS YOUR RISING??’ ‘tsireya get the hell out of my room’

— she has a pet kitten named wiggles

— her lock screen is of her , lo’ak and wiggles

— she loves oreos

— her and the sims locked IN

— she’s spent at least 500 dollars on packages for the game

— she wears glasses but never wears them so she’s always squinting

— she’s a concert junkie. she’s been to almost every single nct concert she could attend

— ‘lo’ak let’s get matching silk presses’

[glacial-snowflakes]

nothing goes unpunished

pairing: aged up!Neteyam x na'vi!reader, Tuktirey x reader

summary: when you're out in the forest, some guys pick on younger than them tuk; as you stand in her defence, everything seems to go by just fine, until...

word count: 2,6k

warnings: fighting scene, mentions of blood, one (1) dirty thought, mentions of bullying, happy fluffy ending

"Yawne!" 

Neteyam's ears fluttered when his mate's voice reached them. You waved your hand at him as you ran up to the training ground, where he taught little ones how to use a bow. A wide smile appeared on Nete's face as he watched your movements. The way your hips swayed, the clicking of beads in your long hair braided by him, and this sparkle in your golden eyes; oh, your golden eyes. All this made him grin like a skxawng, feeling the tingly warmth filling his stomach.

The quiet giggling of his aynumeyu (students), who clearly couldn't handle his loving stare, made you smile. "Ma Y/N," Neteyam softly said before he placed a sweet kiss on your forehead. "Is everything alright?"

"Ah, yes. Of course. I just wanted you to know that I am going to the forest to pick up some fruits for Tuk and her friends." 

"I am busy now, but... maybe Lo'ak should go with you?" He asked.

"Nete..." You shook your head slightly. "I am not asking for help. I am informing you so you wouldn't get worried. Besides, I won't go too deep in, okay?"

"But-"

"I am a big girl, remember?" You interrupted him, slipping your hand into his and intertwining your fingers.

"Oh yes, I know..." The look Neteyam gave you. Oh, Eywa, you knew it too well. Before he went too far with his imagination, you smacked his thigh with your tail.

You bathed in the glow and warmth of sunrays that peaked through the leaves and hit your face as you sat upon the tree branch. The basket was already full, bumping on your lap as your legs were swinging in the air. You couldn't stop yourself from sneaking some of the fruits picked for Tuk, their sweet juices dripping down your chin. You wiped it off with the back of your hand as the naughty thought of Neyetam licking it off you ran through your head. Y/N, get a grip.

"Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan, you better go back to training, okay?" You pointed your finger at kids who didn't let their eyes out of you. And, oh boy, you were sure they had a lot of fun. Because love is so amusing for them, right? "And I am going too." You gave his lips a peck before leaving the grounds with a weaved basket on your hip. 

》•《》•《》•《

You didn't want this moment to end, but it's like what they say... Nothing lasts forever. 

The mix of young male laughter and children's whine echoing through the forest brought you down to earth in a blink of an eye. Your ears shot up as one of the voices seemed too familiar to you... Tuk!

You left the basket in the nook of the tree and swiftly slid on the lower branches to give yourself a better look. "Where are you?" You said under your breath, scanning the surroundings with your sharp eyes. The sound of your heartbeat was so loud, banging onto your ribcage over and over again.

"Wiya!" You cursed quietly, the fear of something terrible happening to Tuk messing with your head. She was still so young, not able to protect herself. If someone hurt her... No, Y/N, stop it. You have to think clearly. The last thing you needed now was a mind clouded with concerns and dark scenarios. If you had to attack, nothing could distract you.

You jumped to the closest tree when you heard another "Please, leave us!". The child's voice brought your attention down, followed by your eyes filled with anger. 

You skipped a few branches, catching onto the lowest one before landing between Tuk, her friends, and a group of boys around your age. You pulled out your knife attached to your hip, taking a defensive stance. With the other arm reaching out to cover the kids, you let out a loud, warning hiss yet already filled with so much rage that you could barely hold it inside.

"Bullying kids, are we?" You ground it out through clenched teeth, not lowering your eyes out of any of them, even for a second.

"Oh, come on, Y/N. You misread the situation. We were having fun, didn't we... Tuk Tuk?" Lat'eyk craned his neck to look behind your shoulder at Tuktirey, who tightly squeezed two of her friends. You didn't turn your eyes towards them, but you could swear for Eywa that she shook her head.

"Don't you dare talk to her and call her Tuk Tuk, you skxwang." You hissed again, annoyed by his offensive behavior.

"Put the knife down, sweetie, or you'll get yourself hurt." Rayaä stepped forward. He placed his finger on the blade, trying to pull it down, but you didn't draw back. Quite the opposite, actually. You pushed them away even more. Because what he did, made your blood boil in your veins even more. Showing that you were weaker than them, or should you say, trying to prove. But you knew your ways, you knew what you were capable of, and messing with your mate's sister was a huge mistake you couldn't let go of. After all, you were a tsamsiyu (warrior) just like them.

"Tuk, Nia, Oeyio. Go back to the village, now."

"But Y/N-"

"Tuktirey, I said go back." You ordered them a little too harshly, but you wanted to be sure they'd listen to you.

And so when they left, you could correct your stance, not being worried anymore about Tuk's and her friend's well-being.

"Now, ayskxawng." You said when you were sure that children were long gone. "Why don't you pick on someone your age, huh?" The challenging tone of your voice made them chuckle. You? Standing up to two of them? How pathetic...

"Do you really want it, princess?" Lat'eyk's smile was wide and filled with so much arrogance and a hint of creepiness it made you feel sick to the stomach.

Right, do I really have a chance against the two of them? You thought, trying to assess the situation. Both of them were a head taller, much stronger but you? You were so much faster and agile than these two pricks. Lat'eyk was the one you worried about more. Rayaä, however... Rayaä was skilled, yes, but he had his weaknesses you were aware of. His movements were heavier but slower, and because of the last accident on a hunt, he couldn't take too many punches on his left side. Eliminate the weaker first, so you can focus your power on the strongest. That's what Jake Sully used to say to you when you expressed your concerns to him about being not good enough. And that's what you planned to do.

You hissed, looking into 'Eyk's eyes as an answer to his question. "Well then... If you're asking so nicely..."

Everything happened really fast, as you expected it to go. Lat'eyk charged at you, ready to swing his fist in your face. Not pulling any punches, I see. A thought ran through your mind as you dived to avoid having your jaw fractured. You rolled forward, right under Rayaä's feet, and you cut open the wound that didn't fully heal yet. His scream echoed through the forest, scaring all the living creatures in the area. Weak. Eliminate. As planned, it didn't take too much effort to knock him to the ground, wailing in pain. So now the real fun began. And the real challenge...

Thinking you could easily take on Lat'eyk was, let's be honest, a dumb move. But it wasn't impossible either.

You turned around, jumping over Rayaä's body to prepare for any attack, but 'Eyk was just standing there, watching the two of you. It took you aback, confused by his approach, but then it hit you. He wanted to have you all for himself. He knew Rayaä wasn't much of an obstacle in this condition, so he let you two have a little fun before stepping in.

"You still can give up, princess." The last word coming from his mouth made you want to vomit.

"You picked on Tuktirey. Olo'eyktan's daughter, future olo'eyktan's sister, and my friend... Pray to Eywa. Your future looks bad."

Lat'eyk picked up the knife you dropped when his punch on your jaw made you stumble backward, eventually landing half unconscious on the ground. You blinked a few times, hoping it would make the blurry vision go away as soon as possible. Steading yourself on your arms, you tried to get up, but it almost seemed like the earth was slipping beneath your palms, making you fall on your back again. 

And then it started. Once again, Lat'eyk charged at you, but you didn't dodge this time. You faced him as the great warrior you were, giving in this fight all you learned. It looked promising at first. You didn't take any punches, redirecting his strength against him, but he was too strong for you and sly, playing dirty games.

》•《》•《》•《

"Oh, poor Y/N. You really thought you could win this fight?" 'Eyk's laugh made your ears twitch. What an unpleasant sound it was. You hated him. You hated all of him to your guts. Every part of your body felt repugnance towards this skxawng, shaking from the awfulness his spirit was filled with.

A loud growl mixed with a yell of pain escaped your mouth when Lat'eyk stood on your tail. You used all your strength to kick him, but it was still not enough. You were still not enough. He pushed your leg away like it was nothing, and it collapsed on the ground like rotten fruit falling from the tree.

"How pathetic." He said, crouching over you. "Don't you look so good on the ground, wailing like a pathetic baby?"

"Get. Off. Me!" You screamed, having nothing else to do in this situation. Tears in your eyes formed when his feet pushed even harder on your tail, making your brain go dizzy from the unpleasant feeling. But the real pain came when he grabbed your braided queue and pulled it up, dragging you from the ground. You quickly reached out to the root of the whip, hoping it would ease the pain, but the scream you let out from the top of your lungs shredded the skies. Oh, you were sure that Eywa could hear you right now.

Fortunately, it didn't last long. Though it felt like an eternity, only a few seconds later, an arrow swished close to your ear and cut right into Lat'eyk's arm, making him let go of you. You quickly got from beneath him when he stumbled back, letting go of your tail from his clutch. With your eyes closed, you sat up under the closest tree, trying to ignore all the pain and dizziness in your head. You were safe, and you knew who came to your rescue.

When you tried to calm down, tiny hands found their way to your neck, pulling you into a warm embrace. Tuk. Ignoring everything that happened around you, you leaned against her body, finding the comfort you desperately needed.

"You! Motherfucker!" Neteyam's voice, soaked with pure rage, echoed through the forest. It could be felt in your bones, resonating through your body; felt in animals that ran away, shaken from the future olo'eyktan's anger. It traveled through the roots of trees, piercing the trunks and flowing out the crowns, ripping the skies apart.

"Picking on my sister," the loud cracking noise followed by the cry of pain made your ears flutter down, "and attacking my yawne!?" Another punch was thrown by Nete, causing his knuckles to bathe in blood. "You fucking-"

"Ma 'Teyam!" You raised your voice in hopes that it would catch his attention. "Enough... Please."

It wasn't actually you who wanted to stop him. The truth is you wouldn't do it. You would enjoy seeing Neteyam unloading his rage on Lat'eyk after everything he did to you. But it was Tuktirey who squeezed you harder with every whine she heard.

Nete took a swipe, stopping his punch mid-air when you called him once again. He breathed heavily, trying to control himself in front of his sister. Instead, he put his fist on 'Eyk's throat, slightly crushing it. "You... Thank Eywa that I didn't take your life. But knows... Knows it won't go unpunished."

You nuzzled up your face in the crook of 'Teyam's neck when he came and embraced you and Tuk with his warm, broad shoulders.

"What were you thinking?" Your mate's voice, seconds ago full of rage, now was breaking under the worry that it'd been filled with. You didn't take it as an attack. He was scared, genuinely scared. If he didn't make it in time...

"They... They bullied Tuk and her friends." You rasped, tired after everything you went through. "You would do the same."

"Yes, but I wouldn't-"

"Neteyam." Tuktirey interrupted him.

"What, lose?" You scoffed.

"That's not what I meant."

"It's okay. You wouldn't lose as I did." Before he could say anything, you put your fingers on his lips. "We know you wouldn't. I tried to teach them a lesson, knowing I couldn't win with Lat'eyk. But picking on kids so much younger than him was something I couldn't leave unpunished."

A quiet sigh escaped his mouth, warming up your fingers. He cupped your jaw gently in his hand, giving it a closer look. "If he didn't knock me out like that, I could've won. It was a close tie." You tried to light up his mood. And you succeeded. The spark of amusement twinkled in his eyes.

"I was so scared when Tuk Tuk told me." The worry in his voice was still audible. It woke up a sense of guilt in your chest.

"I know, ma 'Teyam. But I'm here... and I'm okay."

You pressed your forehead to Neteyam's one as a way to reassure him that you were there with him. And though you had a little gawk on your sides, it still felt intimate. Your breaths mingled together, finding the same rhythm as you stared into each other eyes. No words needed to be said. You knew what he had in his mind.

Tuk, being the good sister she was, although disgusted by your cheesy act of love, didn't say anything. She sat there, still embraced by the two of you when a brilliant idea came to her.

She sneaked out of your arms unnoticed, pulling herself up and skipping towards two bodies lying unconsciously on the ground.

"Tuktirey!" You snapped out of the trance, breaking the loving stare when you heard a loud thump. The view of little Tuk kicking Lat'eyk's back made you burst into laughter. "You don't twist the knife in the wound!"

"I don't know what that means!" She said happily, as she was pinching the back of Rayaä's arm.

"It means-"

"No, no. Let Tuk get revenge." Neteyam said as he pulled you into his arms, leaning on his chest.

"That is not how you raise kids, 'Teyam."

"And what is she going to do? Tickle them to death?"

"I mean, she just kicked him in his guts." You snorted.

"Oh, come on, it's not that- TUKTIREY!" Neteyam yelled when his sister picked up your knife from the ground.

"Told you."

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!" She brought the blade to you. "You really thought I'd stab him?"

"I don't know-"

"Your brother wanted to say that it is time to finish the fun and go back to the village."

Neteyam helped you stand up, securing you with his strong arms wrapped around your waist. You gave him a nod, meaning that you were doing much better now.

"And what about my fruits?" Tuktirey asked, looking at you.

"What fruits- Oh..." You moved your eyes to Neteyam. "Love, would you mind going back on that tree for the basket? It was my favorite one."

"Ma Y/N..."

"Please?" You gave him the sweetest smile you could, knowing that eventually he'd break. A light peck on his lips was like a cherry on top. He wouldn't say no.

As Neteyam was climbing up the tree to go for the said basket, Tuktirey pointed her finger towards Lat'eyk and Rayaä. "And what about them?"

"Them?" You looked at the boys who regained their consciousness but still were too weak to get up after having their ass beat. "Eywa will handle these two."

[tonowarii]

The Night Is Still Young

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

Requested?: Yes | No

Summary: Feeling left out that everyone had their first kiss already, you turn to your best friend to ask him how it feels like, not knowing his bottled up feelings for you might just explode at your request.

WC: 1.0k

Warning/s: kissing, reader has her first kiss w nete, fluff

Note: when is it my turn /hj

gif is not mine, credits to the owner!

To everyone else, Neteyam was nothing but a smart boy, always quick upon his feet. Ready for anything.

But nothing could prepare him for this as the words slip past your mouth.

He was dumbfounded. His brain froze as he stared at you.

While you felt immediate regret at what you said, hands stretching and gesturing all over as if it would reverse everything that led up to this conversation.

“No- I’m sorry- I didn’t mean to- I-“ You stumble upon your words, face growing hotter by the minute.

“What was it again?” Neteyam asked. You shake your head, not wanting to repeat it anymore.

Neteyam takes both your wrists and holds them down, staring at you. “Tell me.”

“My Eywa- Teyam you know I trust you the most and I don’t want to repeat myself- all I just said was I want to experience being kissed and I just thought it would be a great idea to ask you for it but- forget it!”

Oh no- no he would not forget. In fact, he was sure his heart was doing a thousand flips right about now. He keeps his cool even though he feels like he’s about to burst at any second now.

Who wouldn’t when your childhood best friend, or in Neteyam’s case, childhood best friend-turned crush-for-almost-a-decade had asked you if you’d like to be their first kiss? Even if it was simply just to try it out?

Neteyam smirks, tilting his head at you.

“Maybe you just want to kiss me, is that it (Y/N)?” He notes the way your cheeks darkened shaking your head as you fought against your feelings.

“NO!” You lie.

He rolls his eyes but laughs. “Calm down, (n/n)- I’ll do it.”

Your head lifts up in surprise. “What?”

“I’ll do it, c’mon.” Neteyam said.

“Here? Right now-“

Neteyam shakes his head, holding one of your wrists as he carefully pulls you up to stand. He wasn’t stupid, he doesn’t want to make your first kiss something you’d just brush over, no.

He’d take this opportunity to take you somewhere special- at least... A romantic scenario? Yeah, that was probably it.

Neteyam was dragging you up at Home Tree, until you had finally reached the top.

Your eyes take in the view of the sun starting to set. You hadn’t realize your hand was still holding Neteyam’s until he was tugging on your arm again, making you blush.

Having your first kiss isn’t exactly a priority anyways, but with all of your friends gushing on about theirs made you realize you were practically missing out on all the fun things adults do.

That’s why you went to ask your childhood friend Neteyam. You barely had any experience with boys around your age, even if they did hint their feelings, you’d turn them down anyway.

It was all because of him. Neteyam.

Now asking him for this was a big deal and you even started to hate it, yeah, he kisses you, and then what? Are you just supposed to brush it over? Would this affect your friendship? Or are you just thinking way ahead of things and its possible he might not even feel the same as you do?

Yeah, it sucks.

“Sit.” His voice pulls you back, looking at him. You sit down across him.

Neteyam in front of you, can’t seem to stop the edge of his lip curling up. Great, he’s trying not to make fun of you.

But it was the complete opposite for him.

Neteyam, however, had his fair share of kisses back then so he can safely do what’s right and not. He wants to make it comfortable for you.

“Tell me if you want me to stop.” He said, turning serious. You sigh out in nervousness before nodding.

“Just move with me, okay? I got you.” He smiles, scooting closer. Your faces were inches apart as you stared into his eyes. Your heart was pounding and you felt like he could definitely hear it.

You shiver as Neteyam’s hand placed itself on your cheek before you find yourself leaning towards him.

Closing your eyes and bracing yourself for impact, a soft one at that.

His lips. You did not expect them to be this soft...

Neteyam’s insides crackled like fireworks being sent off as your lips met his. You stayed like that for a few seconds before Neteyam started to move at a better angle.

You were lost but you let him move you, with both his hands on your cheek now as your hands placed themselves on his arms.

The kiss felt heavenly, he felt heavenly that you cursed whoever else’s lips were to end up on his.

Then it started to become more deep, passionate, as if Neteyam was pouring all of his skill into making your first kiss a perfect one.

But just having him as your first kiss was more than perfect.

Your heart pounded still in your chest as you grip on his arms.

And it had to end sooner or later much go Neteyam’s dismay.

Pulling away, you both slowly opened your eyes to see one another. Neteyam’s eyes stared into yours with pupils dilated. You were absentmindedly staring at him the same way.

“That was amazing Neteyam.” You smile and Neteyam wanted nothing more but to kiss you again, already missing the feeling as if he didn’t pour his heart and soul into it.

He was about to utter the three words then and there but his brother just had to be there.

“Hey! Thought I’d find you guys here, oh (Y/N) that reminds me...”

Neteyam watched with a frown as you got up to talk to Lo’ak. The memory of your lips, however, made his cheeks warm, tail swishing behind him in happiness.

Lo’ak, as he was talking to you, could notice his brother’s mood behind you but you didn’t have a clue. He chuckles at his older brother’s glare at him.

After Lo’ak had gone, you shyly return to Neteyam, who smiled widely at you.

You pursed your lips, smiling back at him. That was it, you were done for.

“Aren’t you a little too happy? I think you’re the one that wanted to kiss me.” You teased him to lighten the mood, hoping you juust didn’t wreck your friendship.

“Hmm... I am happy, considering I just kissed the girl I have loved for the longest time now.”

Your mouth went agape as he only smirked at you. It was now or never.

And Neteyam thought it was time.

[authoreetea]

how i think the sullys would be as your family

sully hcs!!

f!reader

note: been feeling rly down about my own family rn lol so i thought maybe this could help. probs ooc but this is just how i see it in my mind. im on a roll today, these characters comfort me way too much its probably unhealthy at this point

jake sully

he's such a dad. he'll probably make dad jokes after you say you've had a bad day, just to make you laugh. he loves his girls, he loves the boys too but let's be honest he has a soft spot for his girls.

every time you succeed in something he'll probably praise you by saying "good job sweetheart!" or "that's my girl!" (tearing up rn)

gives the best dad hugs:( if you feel like shit he will stroke your head and whisper calming words to you

he definitely teaches english curse words to his kids. where else would lo'ak get it?

he loves his kids despite not being so expressive of it.

neytiri

i love neytiri. will definitely teach her kids how to be independent and stuff like that. she'll teach you how to use a bow, how to defend yourself.

like jake, of course neytiri loves her kids. she couldn't dare not to, she held you guys in her womb.

she's very over protective. will go crazy if anyone ever tries to harm any of you.

she'll be the type to stroke your hair as she sings a lullaby to help ease your anxieties.

i bet she's an encouraging mother. always telling her kids that they can be who they want to be and reach whatever dreams they want.

i think she'd be someone you can speak to about whatever

neteyam

he's made for the big brother role. very protective, anyone who's ever courted you will have to meet him and if they do something he doesn't like he will disapprove.

he's probably a mediator, always calm and whatever.

but he loves playing with you, will tease and joke with you.

he's always worried though, as usual. he feels as though his siblings are also his responsibility and if anything were to happen to any of you he'd blame himself.

you were born a year after neteyam, so you've been attached by the hip ever since.

when hunting and he finds something adorable, like a flower, he'd take a few and keep it to give it to his sisters.

kiri

she loves having a sister that's near her age. don't get me wrong, she loves tuk, but tuk is too young for kiri to talk about deep shit.

especially since tuk is probably still in her snitch phase.

you two would be so close. you understood her and accepted her whole heartedly, despite some people thinking she's weird. to you, she was magic.

she loves you, she'd ask you to braid her hair sometimes and it was always a fun bonding time with her as you two would share stories and gossip as her hair was being braided.

lo'ak

lo'ak is often called a troublemaker, yet he loves that you see him as an adventurer.

you supported him in stupid shit he wanted to do and that drove nete crazy, but he also knew that you wouldn't put him to harm and will address it if you thought it was too dangerous to do.

he's not as expressive with his emotions but to you he did it with ease. he tells you how he sometimes feels disregarded by jake and you console him.

when the family went to awa'atlu, you were the first person he told about tsireya and how he felt about her. you gave him advice and talked him out of his insecurity about asking her out.

lo'ak might be impulsive but you were his impulse control.

tuk

tuk adores you. she adores all of her siblings, let's be real. she has such a pure heart.

she always tries to take up all your time, whether its making jewelry, asking you to do her hair, tell her a story, or sing to her.

she looks up to you and neteyam. whenever you neteyam, and lo'ak would be out in duty, she would be at home making you three some bracelets.

would run up to you first after getting back from whatever duty jake had assigned to you.

[thatasadbitch]

❁♡Boy or Girl ? ♡❁

Neteyam x Fem!omatikayan oc/reader

this is a completely soft and cute little continuation of a previous chapter. someone wrote me a comment and gave me this idea ps. Love u ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

Words count: 0.7

if you have ideas or requests about some chapter I accept anything, I can tag you in the chapter and help me publish more often ( you can write a comment or private message also in anon ) ( ˘ ³˘)♡

My belly had grown, to hell with whoever told me she might not get pregnant the first time.

Nateyam has been over the moon since he found out, he really has the makings of a father and if he was already overprotective of me before let alone now.

Jake laughs every time he sees him and says that he reminds him of Neytiri's first pregnancy "do you think it's a boy or a girl?" asks Tuk gently stroking my belly while he's in my arms " Ahahah I don't know anything will be fine with me...even if Tsyreia prays the great mother to be female" Neytiri laughs at my words "why on earth ?" he asks continuing to eat "oh I don't know he says it would be beautiful our daughter who has always imagined her" Nateyam puts a hand on my cheek gently stroking it "all our children will be wonderful, whether they are male or female, in other words, after all they certainly have winning genes" jake laughs " let's hope they take more from her than from you if they have to be so beautiful" she teases her son and I smile at this now daily calm " well na'vi females are more beautiful than males this it's obvious from the first melodies and clear to everyone " announces Neytiri " Mrs. Sully you offend me tremendously I would like to remind you that she was drooling after me after only two days of knowing each other" sneers the ex former Omatikaya head " skxawng don't tell falsehoods " she giggles, and at this exchange of sarcasm and subtle jokes that make me smile from the two parents, I caress Tuk's cheeks, plump and soft as always " you are really beautiful, the most beautiful girl i have ever seen after my mum of course" I smile at her softly finding Neteyam looking at us with her two big Amber eyes shining with wonder and a tender smile on her lips. " and you are the prettiest little girl I've ever seen " I say smiling, and touching her nose with the tip of my finger, she blushes giggling,” would you give me braids tomorrow these have grown back “ the little girl asks softly “ certainly “ the quiet moment is interrupted by tsireya and takes over the Sully's hut " hey Ali'iem my mother said that you can tell if it's a boy or a girl and that she is able to do it from Tshaik, now not that it's that important but I I'll die of curiosity if I don't know now " I look at Neteyam who is already standing " come on come!" he says taking my hand and leading me towards Ronal's treasure cabin "sit down" she says taking my hands "now close your eyes and relax" I giggle softly and she starts making weird noises and saying incoherent words touching my belly.

At the end of the 'ritual' Ronal looks at me smiling " he will be a strong and perfect warrior prince " he begins making me paint a toothy smile on my face, I turn to Neteyam who wastes no time and hugs me while Tsireya looks at me smiling " well it will be female next time" the girl says, stroking my hair smiling at me softly.

That same evening in Nete's arms I feel him caressing my belly and talking to him thinking that I'm already asleep "You will be strong and perfect...but with a mother like this you might not be, don't drive her crazy when you’ll born because she's not very patient, but if you want a sweet song to fall asleep or some comfort after a hard day she's the best really...and between us she also has the best braids and she's the most beautiful woman of all, you're a lucky little one, indeed we are both lucky I owe her my life and much more " my partner's sweet words are smiling at me " and you don't laugh at my sweet words... you spy on our conversations between men you disappoint me " at his words I open my eyes and fill his face with kisses " I couldn't do much else if you talk to my belly" I lean my forehead against his letting myself be cradled by his sweet caresses " well it was confidential information between father and son " we laugh together and his silly words “you will grow up and become a father but you will always be a skxawng sometimes” he kisses me softly “yet you love me and you see me the same” I slip closer to him inhaling his perfume and emitting some purrs for his caresses on my my back and on my thighs “always”.

[beiasluv]

hey!! i was thinking maybe a neteyam x y/n where he keeps finding her in compromising situations with aonung or another guy? obviously just misunderstandings but id like to see him jealous, yk maybe sad (not saying anything to her, moping, etc) until he kind of explotes…😁up to you, thanks x

jealous neteyam

a/n: YASS, feel free to cancel me because I love jealous trope. anyways, guys, communication is the key to relationships but this is just for entertainment purposes / enjoy🤍

masterlist

of all the times that neteyam sees you, it always has to be the worst time possible.

falling on top of ao’nung? checked. patching his face up? checked. him stabling you by your waist? checked. the list just goes on and on

“oh my goodness, i- i am so sorry, let me help you,” you fell upon the teal metkayina, face landing on his chest.

“um- sorry,” he pushed himself off the ground reaching for your waist by his hands.

of course, he didn’t think anything of it, until it started reoccurring many times

what about the time when you were straddling a metkayina boy on his lap? isn’t that obvious?

how about when you swam off into the ocean with him? he felt his heart shattered into a million pieces right at the beach.

if that’s not enough, what about the time when he heard your heavenly voices with another guy in the marui. he knew what those voices were about, he wasn’t born yesterday

unfortunately to you, neteyam started acting differently

he seemed to distance himself…? it’s weird how he doesn’t sit next to you while eating anymore…or, or what about him not cuddling before bedtime?

it broke your heart, what have you done wrong? so you took matters in your hand

“nete, love, you okay?” your soft hand reached for his chin.

“yes, i am fine, i am going to bed, night,” and without a look towards your direction, the lights flickered off.

he stopped hugging you, hell, he even stopped kissing you

but he’ll never miss a chance to show his dominance while other people are around. will definitely snake an arm around your waist.

that’s the only time you’ve ever felt his warmth in many months

the only time he’ll talk to you is when there’s other guy around

“excuse us, we have something planned today, let’s go, y/n,” he grabbed your hand and left the confused metkayina alone.

of course, there wasn’t a word spilled during the walk back to your marui. he didn’t even took an effort to look you in the eyes, don’t even expect a word from his mouth.

at the marui is all the same, he left you alone, in your shared bed, consumed by your thoughts

and this pain just need another thorn to make it worst

“pl- please, y/n, stop,” a new voice rung though his twitching ears

“hold still, it will hurt a little,” a familiar tune hit his ears.

“plea- please, make it quick”

you yearn for his touch everyday, and as if faith wasn’t on your sad, he distanced himself day by day

his eyes doesn’t sparkle like it used to, his touch doesn’t spark against your skin like it used to.

he always come home late with those darkened under eyes. did he stayed with his brother to escape the pain with you?

you see every time he sighed to himself while taking to you. is he bored of you?

how can he leave you? after all the things you’ve been through together? of course, he would leave you, right…?

he stopped holding your hand, stopped holding your waist, no more intertwining tails.

what about the vows you’ve made? did they mattered after all?

you tired your best to fill this love everyday, but it’s draining you to fill it by yourself

“love you, neteyam, stay safe,” you kissed his cheek as he pulled away quickly.

“love you too,” he said quietly.

“say it like you mean it”

“what?”

“say it like you really mean it, i know you don’t love me anymore,” you fought back the tears in your eyes.

“how do you know i don’t love you?!”

“because you’ve been acting like one big prick!” a year fell down your cheek. “i don’t even know if you want me anymore, you wanted to unmate me, right?” you’ve met with a silence in his face, and your heart dropped a thousand miles.

“so i am right, huh?” “you wanted to unmate me?”

“NO, NOT NOW, NOT EVER I WANTED THAT, YOU ARE THE WRONG IN THIS!”

“THEN WHAT HAVE I DONE TO MAKE YOU HEARTLESS LIKE THIS? this is not the man I’ve mated with under eywa that night!”

“DO NOT THINK I AM STUPID, I SAW YOU WITH AO’NUNG AND OTHER GUYS, THE WAY YOU GUYS ARE LOOKING AT EACH OTHER, THE GAMES YOU GUYS ARE PLAYING BEHIND MY BACK!”

“wh- what are you talking about?” a whimper escaped your lips.

“do not act innocent, you are cheating on my behind my back!” he cried and gripped his arm so tight that it formed a bruise on his arms.

“i have never! i would never do something like that”

“then why do i keep seeing you on top of him, on him, and your voices while you are doing the deed with him?”

“what deed?” you whimpered, his hands punching the wall, sending a tremble down your spine. “yo- you must have misunderstood the situation”

“oh, have i?”

“i fell on top of him, and i offered to patch up his wounds for him,” you realized how stupid you guys were.

“what?”

“you thought i was having sex with him? how dare you, i don’t even think his teal skins are as beautiful as yours,” you held him in your embrace.

“w- what? i am such a prick,” he punched himself in the face.

“no, no, no, stop, please,” his hands find their comfort in yours

“i am so stupid! i am the worst mate you could ever ask for!”

“you are the only mate i ever have”

“please, please, please…forgive me…”

and the rest was history 🥺

neteyam is the sweetest thing you can ever have but don’t ever make him misunderstand things again, because is he sad SAD

love ya’ll take care of yourselves 🤍 go touch some grass 😳

@rosaryos / @bumblinbumblvee / @nyotamalfoy / @fangirl-2610 / @astablacksword / @lokisblueskin

[reidmania]

EMBARRASSED OF ME - neteyam sully

genre - angst, fluff mini miscommunication basically a drabble

summary - neteyam and y/n decide to keep their unofficial thing private - but what happens when it slowly starts affecting them both.

characters- y/n (fem forest na’vi) aged up neteyam, all characters aged up to 18’s 19’s.

words- 2.3k

warnings- use of she/her, mini miscommunication, slight arguing, neteyam is a big clueless goof, comfort fic rlly, i love nete

authors note - im sorry this is my first tumblr piece, its its bad… im very sorry…

Y/N COULDN'T tell you when it changed, or if it had. its not like anything dramatically changed, herself and neteyam werent often affectionate in public, the two were best friends for as long as they could remember, since they were two

they would always be hip by hip, during everything, even after they had a stupid argument over the most useless things, they'd still be in each other's presences, you'd never find y/n without neteyam, and everything the girl did, the boy followed, and vise verse.

although that didn't change, they both grew up, still just as close, but neteyam was training for his future role, and y/n was normally with kiri and moat during that time, training to be a healer.

even though, neteyam would often come to the tent and visit her whenever he got a break, going as fast as he could to see her for as long as possible.

and on days when y/n wasn't training, she'd go for laps of the village, happening to stumble across where neteyam was training with his father and brother, and they both knew, that meant neteyam needed a quick break.

they never turned the girl away, always greeting her and letting herself and neteyam run off for 5-10 minutes, until jake would call him back to continue.

everyone knew how much they meant to one another, their families had always been close, but y/n and neteyam? always closer.

things changed when y/n turned 14, the feeling of heat creeping up on her when neteyam was around was a ... weird emotion to get used to.

now close to turning sixteen, y/n still had that feeling, the way her cheeks would heat up, ears would perk, her stomach would go tight with nerves.

and only a week ago, did she find out neteyam had felt the same.

he confessed to her after a overhearing a few young warriors talk about her, one was thinking about courting her, and it hit neteyam hard.

he had been so caught up in trying to figure out the way to tell you about his feelings, that he hadn't actually told you, and of course the boy was scared the feelings weren't going to be reciprocated, but he knew things would fall back to normal, they always did.

neteyam confessed that night, at the spot the two of them had shared, it was a tree, almost like a treehouse, y/n had found it while hunting for fruits one time, and showed neteyam that night.

it wasn't a secret that neteyam and y/n snuck out everynight, neytiri knew before jake did, but didn't tell her partner until after following him one time, finding him to be laying softly with y/n pointing at stars. at first, she thought it was another women, but when she heard the string of laughter the two shared, she was quick to realise, it was y/n.

unknown to both neteyam and y/n, jake and neytiri had spoken to y/n's parents, about choosing her to be neteyam's promised mate. there was no one they'd rather have their oldest dedicated to.

and they knew there was no one their oldest would rather spend the rest of his life with, he made the stupid mistake of telling lo'ak about his feelings for his best friend, and soon enough his entirety of his family knew.

y/n was close with her mother, and let it spill that y/n felt the same after the sully couple approached them.

all their parents were unaware of the fact the two of them had confessed to one another. by neteyam's request.

although y/n was confused at first, she ignored it. she ignored the slight hurt in her stomach and carried on like normal. all he said was that he didn't want to tell anyone — yet.

the girl was unaware that meant, he didn't want anyone to know, or have a smidge of an idea.

she didn't know that meant he would avoid her in public settings.

there was a time, y/n was collecting berries with kiri, and while kiri travelled further into the forest, neteyam had been on his way to training.

"hello sevin (pretty)" he muttered in her ear, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. before y/n could even respond, he was pulling away, he noticed kiri with her back turned deeper into the forest.

"i must go" he muttered, before leaving to continue his walk to training. y/n felt herself fall in disappointment. it confused her.

neteyam found out about the planned mating — three days ago. and he knew you had no idea about it, since his father had told him that he should be the one to tell her that.

that flipped something in neteyam, he watched as other men continued to try and court y/n, and it broke his heart, he wanted to prove himself to her, prove he deserved her love and tìmuntxa ( mating )

he did not want to tell her that the two of them had been promised to each other, because he did not want her to think she was just another one of his duties, something he had to do because of his fathers request.

maybe the way he was acting wasn't the best way to go about it, but he was scared that others would assume so as well, he wanted to prove himself to her first, and then everyone else.

he did not know, it was affecting y/n so heavily, he did not know that the insecurity was slowly creeping up on her, he didn't know that while trying to prove himself so desperately, all she felt was as if she was not good enough, maybe he was embarrassed to be seen with her.

y/n watched the water from above, the sun had set and the sky was filled with countless stars, each one filled with just as much beauty as the other, y/n had told neteyam that she wouldn't be able to meet tonight, saying something along the lines of the fact her parents were catching on, and if she went again it would be too suspicious.

it was a lie, y/n was close with them, and had told them about her meetings with the boy everynight, they did not mind. it gave them piece of mind knowing she were safe with the future leader.

y/n stared at the flowing river, deep in thought, she wondered if maybe she and neteyam did not confess their feelings to one another, maybe he wouldve given her a bit more attention, maybe he wouldve been less embarrassed by her.

tears brimmed her eyes are she started to pick every little thing about herself apart, she didn't blame him for not wanting to be known as her mate, and by the end of her thoughts, tears were running down her face.

she felt bad for lying, wanting nothing more then to be with the boy, but not when they were only alone. she hated the feeling she got now when she saw him, she hated feeling like a secret that would ruin his life if it got out.

what she didn't know, it even the night's y/n didn't come to the spot, neteyam did. it gave him piece of mind in his chaotic life, knowing this was a spot that belonged to only her and him, cause everything to do with her made his heart beat ten times faster, and he loved it.

but he was confused, when he saw a blue figure sitting upon the tree, his mind filled with worry that someone else had found their spot, but taking a closer look, he noticed the scar her shoulder, a smile made its way to his face, she must have changed her mind, he thought.

being so blinded by her own self hatred, she was too deep in her head to notice the figure climbing up the tree, and being too excited by the fact he got to see his love, and the fact her back was turned to him, he failed to notice her tear stained face.

"yawne? you came" he muttered, that snapped y/n out of her gaze, cursing to herself, hating the feeling of nerves in her stomach as his voice rang through her head. she was quick to wipe her tears, hoping her voice wasn't too much of a give away to the fact she had been crying.

"yeah- i uh-" it was. it gave her away completely, she had to stop herself to breathe so her voice didn't crack. "i can't stay for long." she muttered, good excuse.

he frowned at her tone, taking a seat next to her, his frown only deepened when she moved slightly away, it was dark, yes, but not dark enough to hide her blotching tear stained cheeks.

"yawne, what is the matter?" he said, placing a hand softly on the small of her back, confusion burying itself deeper in his stomach. hating that he didn't know why his girl was hurting.

"nothing, nete, im okay." she assured, wiping a stray tear that fell on her face. he only frowned more as she moved forward, out of his touch.

"baby? what is wrong" he pushed, calling her the pet name she had grown to love, one he had heard his father call his mother, it was a demon word, but a good one.

"nothing nete, i have a headache" she said, turning to look at him softly, he sighed, grabbing her hand. being able to see right through her. "talk to me."

she went to protest, tell him it was nothing but he stopped her. "please, y/n?, talk to me" he begged, y/n looked down, his hands rested on the flat surface of the bark on the tree, begging to hold her and pull her close.

"why don't you want to be seen with me neteyam?" she finally said, refusing to look up at him, scared to meet his gaze, she was terrified for his response, would this be the moment he told her he had got his feelings mixed up, he didn't like her, she was terrified.

at her words — however, neteyam flaterned, confusion filling his brows, he frowned, wishing he could understand what she meant, "wh- what do you mean yawne?" he asked.

she frowned, tears refilling her eyes. "you don't want to be seen with me, neteyam. anytime anyone else is around- you go all, i dont know. like a stranger" she frowns, neteyam's eyes widened with realisation, heart breaking as he realised he had been neglecting his love

"if you don't want to mate or court me, just say that. you don't have to just pretend like you do when we are alone" she said, starting to stand up to leave, neteyam's lips part, feeling slightly offended she thought so lowly of him, but he had no one to blame for that then himself.

he stood up as well, holding onto y/n's arm, the tree had a wooden surface built across it, giving them space to move. "y/n- baby no." he said, pulling her closer to him.

"im sorry, im so sorry- i didn't realise, im so sorry baby"

he overused the pet name after finding out it was one of her favourites, but she never minded.

"please let me explain" he begged, y/n just stayed silent, allowing him to continue.

"I do, so much more then anything want to be seen with you, i want to show you off to the entire clan— but my dad- parents, they have promised me to someone" y/n's heart dropped as she tears her arm from his.

he shakes his head, cursing himself for picking the worst timing to take a breath. "no- no, they have promised me to you. we are promised yawne." he said, bringing a hand to her face, rubbing his thumb across her cheek lovingly.

"and i didn't want to tell you because i didnt want you to think i only did these things because of that, and i didnt want everyone else to assume that as well- i wanted to prove myself to you- i wanted to court you before everyone gets to stick their heads in" he said, out of breath by the end of it.

y/n's eyes softened with realisation, a frown still pulling at her cheeks, but this time with disappointment that she didn't trust him.

"im so sorry, i never want you to think i don't want you, because you're all i want, i think about you every second of everyday, it breaks my heart pulling away from you- i was just so committed to proving myself to you, that i forgot to.. actually do it"

he finally stops, giving her a chance to respond. her eyes are wide with love, looking up at him so lovingly he can almost feel his stomach flutter. "you already have, tìyawn. (love)"

he smiles softly, "im sorry i assumed so lowly of you. i was just- caught in my own head.. i thought you were embarrassed of me" she muttered.

he frowned, "do not think like that, how could i ever be embarrassed by you. you're absolutely perfect. ewya, tomorrow im going to show the whole clan youre mine, im sorry i didn't do it right away"

"neteyam you don't have to." she muttered, bringing him closer. "i want to, yawne"

and he did, and everyday after that, everyone in the clan was well aware that y/n belonged to neteyam, and neteyam? he had always belonged to y/n.

[kikosaurscave]

getting high with neteyam:

-unproffesionly use of weed

-kinda heated kissing

-remember that theyre young , high asf teens

-theres a part 3 bc i had a sudden gooder idea thats more age wise friendly

"cmon its not that far away" you whisper to the groaning boy who rubs his eyes, "y/n why in the middle of eclipse? can this not wait ?"

the look you gave him let him know your lack of patience. you js wanna get high ASAP

he walks closely next to you hand in hand to not seperate as you let the soft vibrance of the plants around you guide your way to what you craved the most for in the past 16 hours.

his fingers caress yours while you happily tell him about your current obsession "this plant , it is amazing ! and all we did was burn it ! you should have seen tsahik, talking to the walls of the peoples lab" you let out a laugh that he knows he adores. he could listen to you ramble about anything because he loves your voice

"i hope this is worth it" he grumbles to you, you rolls you eyes , excitement creeping up on you when you spot the enchanting plant of .pot

you tell him to gather the buds of the plants while you find a hooded area covered by the large bright leaves and glowing mushrooms and fruit , the spot big enough for about 5 of you to just chill out in and get smoke weed

you made the fire and by the time its lit neteyam reckons hes gathered enough , he thinks its been long enough seperated meters away from you but he js wants your presence

"throw some in nete , not to much" you smile up at him before watching as the glowing green buds spark in the orange heat , he watchesthe way the fire reflects in your __ eyes , the smoke isnt enough to distract him it just makes him want to focus on you more , just you

"it looks..cool. now what happens?" his honest confusion humors you, "come sit"

10 MINUTES IS HOW LONG IT TAKES FOR THE AREA TO FILL WITH THE FOG BEFORE YOU TWO CRAWL OUT FOR BETTER AIR

he cant tell if his laugh is louder in his head or if its just him , are you quiet ? or can you also see that bug on the tip of that leaf ?

hes def feeling it and its honestly amazing.

while yous r tripping you js keep telling eachother stories that you arent even sure are your own memories or not

you get anxieties when he goes quiet, you hear his harsh breaths from right beside you , his tail drags along yours and when you turn his way , its js immediate intense eye contact, this guy is tripping hard out.

"are you okay ?" you ask him, the worried look in your eyes js makes him fold, he moves a piece of your braided hair out of your face , tilting his head abit

staring into eachothers eyes while high js catches you both in a trance, to him your eyes glow in the different shades of the vibrant colours running around you both. the yellow coat of his irises could taint your view of all the different colours that surround pandora , there would be nothing as bright or as gorgeous as his eyes when the colour melts with yours.

"i want to kiss you" the statement is barely heard over the loud songs that the trees around you hum out , your curt nod has his hand holdinh the side of your head bringing you closer to him the other gently folding into yourown hand

the kiss is sloppy, full of feelings and passion, when you lean in and his arm moves to pull you closer, neither of you can get enough of the touch, you pull away for air but to him he js needs to feel you , suddenly your presence isnt enough like this is so rude to him js merge skins with him already- but hes gentle widit

he'll pull you closer while you both breathe heavily and he'll gently rub his hands up nd down ur back. hes never done this before, felt this before but a look into your eyes and the worry of being uncomfortable js disappears.

hands resting on either side of his face, you on his lap and his arms around your waist, both of you high as fuck

"lets go ride our ikran to ayram alusìng (floating mountains)"

youd race eachother there and suddenly you both feel like youre quieter than you really are, the day is soon and flying your ikran together feels like a dream, your body tingles as the air rushes over you body , you can both feel your smiles with your whole faces , atp you dont even bother tryna to be quiet when you return , neteyam is just a mess at this point and you wonder how he'll be able to continue his training today

unfortunately for you when you return to your tent your brother sits in front of the balazing fire, waiting for who knows how long

"tsmuke (sister) where were you ?"

is the first thing he askes you, he doesnt even ask if ur alright bro

"no where" "who were you with." "eylan (a friend) "how many? " "awpo (one individual)" "eve? evan? (girl? boy?)" "tute (a person)" "tupe. (who.)"

his voice is stern , the reflection of the fire in his eyes intimidate you , when he turns to look at you , you end up feeling cornered

"neteyam"

youre grounded from seeing him for until tsu'tey says so , you beg him to not tell toruk makto and he feels bad , the look his little sister gives him makes him feel like the worst person in the world so even though its unlike him to do so , he gives in and promises not to say anything

it wont matter in about a week though because the sky people are on hunt for the sullys , you wouldnt be able to see him for a while and it scares you

- end

ending is shit bc i kinda rushed the ending but it took longer than expected to write this , part 3 is coming

somewhat proofread

lmk what you think

[pandoramyst]

More neteyam x human reader pls 😭 like him introducing her to certain aspects of his culture (like a festival) or whatever u want to write ab💕💕💕 I love ur writing sm and the way u write for jake and neteyam <3

I love love love when yall request stuff, makes my day fr <3 here's some crappy neteyam bae x human reader for yall.

“Careful,” neteyam pointed at the branch that had fallen on the floor, ordering you to jump over it. hand in hand, you walked through the forest, until loud cheering was heard from the depth of the woods. He dragged you in the midst of chaos, where sweaty bodies, slide across one another as if there was no friction between them.

He guided you towards a colossal tree, the branches providing shade for everyone and helped you climb up with him. From the food table, he caught a bowl of fruit in his hand before joining you. Sat on one of the tough branches, he took out his knife and started to slice open the ripe fruit.

"what is this?" you scooched closer to him, pointing at the fruit in his hand.

"utumauti, typically the ones that find the fruit gift it to a loved one or a guest, but I think ill keep it for myself" he hid it from you, quickly pulling its flaps open to reveal the juice.

You stood on your knees, extending your arm out to grab the fruit. "stoppp, I wanna try it"

"fine, you brat. Here" he brought the fruit up to your pouty lips. You placed your hands under his big one and guided it towards your mouth.

"mmm" a sound of satisfaction left you as the juices swirled in your mouth. Neteyam nodded while smiling.

"Good, huh?" he chuckled, taking a bite out of it himself. His free hand came to wrap around your torso and pull you closer to him. His lips pressed against your cheek and he kissed the soft skin before whispering,

"You be a good girl so I can get you more, m'kay?"

~

As you walked in the Tsahik's marui, you squeezed Neteyam's hand and wrapped your other hand around his arm.

"Who's that, nete?" his head fell to the side so he could whisper to you.

"That's the Tsahik. She's the mate of the Olo'eyktan, and is deeply connected to eywa. Mo'at always said 'an olo'eyktan must wait to hear eywa, a tsahik is always listening'" you nodded while observing the woman carefully as she ran her hands through the young boy's back.

"What's she doing?" he rubs the knuckles of your hand, slowly walking with you around the marui.

"Our clan relies on her to guide us spiritually through the will of eywa, this young man came to her for help" your eyebrows furrowed and eyes softened at the boy's sniffling.

"poor boy," you pout at Neteyam and he raises his fingers to rest them under your chin, squeezing it lightly.

He leans to this side to kiss your cheek.

"He'll be alright, don't worry"

[ax-killjoy]

☆ Darling, let’s get old.

synopsis ! 𖦹 : neteyam never wants to admit it, but he misses home.

Notes ! 𖦹 : y’all- thank you sm for all the reblogs, likes, and such. It’s making me a lil nervous fr !! (o´罒`o)

inspired by !! : acolyte - Slaughter Beach, Dog.

neteyam x gn!metkyina!reader

warning ! : mentions of food, a bit of angst, brief depictions of a fight, mentions of a near death experience.

It had been almost a month since the Sully family moved to Awa’altu, and in that month so much has happened.

They get settled in, they try to become part of the Metkyina. Reef people. They learn to ride Ilu, and hold their breath for so long that they could sit on the ocean floor, staring at fish and casually talk underwater, all with the help of you, Tsireya, and Ao’nung.

Lo’ak’s little heart almost pops at the sight of Tsireya, gets in trouble with You and Tsireya’s older brother Ao’nung (who stares so much to the point it’s getting weird). And of course, if Lo’ak gets into a fight with 3-4 Metkyina plus ! Ao’nung, Big bro Neteyam has to be there to fighting along side him.

Lo’ak almost dies outside of the reef. Neteyam pulls Ao’nung by the queue so hard, that it send shiver down the fish boy’s spine just thinking about it. Lo’ak meets Payakan, an outcast Tulkun, and bonds with him, who Neteyam finds out is such a humble and peaceful animal. And to top it all off, Neteyam almost dies in a fight against some man, who’s been trying to kill his parents since before he was born.

And Eywa, you were there for all of it.

He remembers vividly, as he jumped off his Ikran, staring at the Na’vi. They crowd him, quiet hisses and murmurs spread through the crowd. Then he sees you, you bump through the crowd with big curious eyes, your tail swishes as you circle them. Neteyam stares at you, smiling a bit, and you smile back. It’s a shy smile, but it wasn’t hesitant. Infact it felt welcoming. He makes his brother do the motion, i see you. You smile, doing it back, only staring at Neteyam. This was soon stopped when your older brother Ao’nung stomps through the crowd, a deathly glare and a restless urge to make fun of the Sully.

It still suprises him, you were there to teach him how to breath deep, to teach the ways of the water and the ocean. You sat with Kiri tending to his wounds after the fight with Ao’nung, apologizing profusely, it wasn’t even your fight. You were there when they retrieved Lo’ak, you held Neteyam’s hands as he rambled about how worried he was, and how he was going to gut Ao’nung like a fish.

And you were there when it happened, you were the first to notice his blood spilling into the sea. You yelled at Lo’ak to hold him tight, yelling at the Sky Person named Spider to hold him up, and yelled even louder for Lo’ak’s ilu to speed up.

You held onto him, begging him to keep his eyes open. “Just a little longer love, please.” you beg in the softest you could in a situation like this, your voice cracking, heavy and laced with desperation. And Neteyam thinks, he never wants to hear you like that ever again. Your tears spilled onto his chest, as you and Lo’ak covered his wound with trembling hands. He remembers seeing the horrified look Lo’ak had, and you caressing his face begging him to focus. “He’s gonna be ok Lo’ak, just press harder.”

In that moment, mind jumbled, sight fazing in and out. He decided that he loved you.

And when he woke a couple days later, in a Marui. The Tsahik and Chief’s wife, Ronal speaking to his mother in small whispers, the warmth of the sun and your arms wrapped around his waist.

He finalized that decision, and wanted to declare it to anyone who would listen. That he loved you.

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His eyes open slightly, a pained wince is let out. Alerting everyone in the room, the slight movement wakes up you instantly, drowsiness leaving your body. You go to help him up before his mother gets a chance to move. “Be careful Nete, please.” you whisper, holding him up. His back falls onto the wall of the marui, you watch him survey the area. The sun seems too bright for his eyes, he goes to lift up his arm only for him to groan and snarl at the pain. You whimper, ears flatten, stuck to your head as you try to comfort him. He looks up at you, eyes bright yellow, a soft grin forms as he gazes at you. “Hi.” he says, making both of you huff a laugh. Though, as you both bore into each other’s eyes, your own become glossy. tears fall, slow as you sniffle.

“Why are you crying Y/N ?” he asks, as you continue to cry. “I’m just happy to see you.” You whisper, “I could’ve lost you.”, more tears fall. Neteyam lets out a shaky sigh, trying to not cry with you. He holds your face with the uninjured side of his body, wiping your tears. “I’m here baby, i’m right here. I’m alive.” He assures, and you smile through your tears. “You’re here.” you repeat looking into his eyes.

He moves his hand from your cheek, moving it to the back of your head. Moving you towards his, your forehead against his, noses touching. Basking in eachother, focusing on each other’s breathing, and living beating hearts.

“Oel ngati kameie Ma Y/N” he says softly, feeling your hands caress both sides of his face. Moving to sink into his messy braids, moving down to hold his throat to feel his pulse, then down again on his chest. Feeling his heart beat, keeping your warm hands there.

“Oel ngati kameie, Ma Neteyam.” you say back, and then there was silence. Both of you yet again basking in eachother’s embrace. Feeling the warm that overwhelmed two bodies, holding eachother so close that it almost formed into one.

Everything was going to be ok.

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪✧ !!

It has been several weeks after Neteyam’s injury, his shoulder seems better. He can move it, yes. But sometimes it feels stiff, and he sometimes he can never get the feeling of the bullet in his shoulder, out of brain.

The Olo’eytkan Tonowari declares the Sully family, Metkyina. Thanking them for their help with defeating the sky people, and saving the Tulkun. As much as Neteyam wishes to be happy about it, and he is. There’s always that feeling that he is missing something, making him feel ever so lonely.

He misses home.

He tries not to make it an issue, his father has done so much for him and the rest of the family to keep them safe, to keep the Omatikaya safe. But no matter how friendly the Metkyina are, he still misses the soil beneath his feet, the smell of rivers, the sounds of his clan chanting, the burning smell of bon fires, he misses his grandmother and her bickering with Kiri. He misses home.

He sulks during his duties, catching fish with a net makes him reminisce of when he merely used a bow to kill fish, when he lives in the forest. “Bro, are you ok ?” Lo’ak asks snapping Neteyam out of his thoughts, and he nods. “Yeah…never better.” He says, walking away. He just wants you with him.

When he comes home, you’re sitting down by the fire, stirring a pot that makes pops and boils. The scent is familiar, it’s almost like home. The smell is so similar to the food his mother used to make, specifically his comfort food for when he was having a bad day, but that couldn’t be the case. That was Omatikaya only food.

“Evening, Ma Teyam.” You say, looking up at him. He grins tiredly, he sits down releasing a heavy sigh. He lets his body rest against yours, his head falling onto your shoulder, soft kisses pressed on your skin. He basks in this feeling, Domestic Bliss his father called it. He lets your warmth and the fire radiate onto him, embracing him like a hug.

“Your Mother and Father are out, they went on a hunting trip with my father and others. Kiri and Tuk are helping My mom and Tsireya find material and herbs, Lo’ak said he was going to Payakan just outside the reef.” You murmur, kissing the top of his head. “We need to fix your braids, oh mighty warrior.” You joke, and he hums. “Later, just need you with me.” he says quietly.

He closes his eyes for a moment, listening as you continue to stir the pot, soft splashing and the smelling that ever so familiar scent. “Ma Yawne, open your eyes.” You say softly, he opens to see a wooden spoon front of him. He doesn’t really know what he’s looking at, but it seems so good. “Taste.” He lets you spoon feed him.

Suddenly he knows exactly what he’s eating, it’s a stew his mother made for him when he felt horrible. Roasted fish, boar maybe, plenty of vegetables. He tastes flavores he knows are specifically from the forest, he wants to ask but he’s to occupied with the flavores bursting in his mouth. He sulks, releasing all the tense muscles as he chews. “Mmf, oh eywa.” He moans, his tail curles around you as he violently purrs. You let out a laugh.

“I’m glad you like it.” You giggle, “How did you even get these herbs ? These are from the forest.” He asks, looking into the pot. His tail almost wagging at the sight of you pouring some of the stew into a bowl for him. “Well, I noticed that you’ve been stiff all day, you looked kind of gloomy today. Decided to ask your mother about what your favorite food was, found she kept some herbs from the forest. She told me how to cook it before she left.”

And for a moment, Neteyam thinks he can’t love you anymore or else his heart will burst. He feels the love encompass his whole body, and he whimpers softly resting his head into the crook of your neck. He wonders what he might’ve done in his past life to deserve you, maybe this was the blessing he got from eywa after the bullet, he doesn’t know and he can’t comprehend it. He can’t get it enough it though, he’s practically drunk off of your existence. “I don’t deserve you.” He says, and you laugh again. He feels the vibration of it, he looks up at you, and sees your gaze. He realizes, that you love him just as much as he loves you. You look at him like he holds the secrets to the universe, the stars, to life.

“Ma Yawne, after everything ? You deserve the world.”

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Ma Yawne - My beloved

Oel ngati kameie - I see you

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The Metkayina Way

Neteyam x Metkayina!Reader

warnings: more nightmares, mentions of violence and death, crying, fluff, angst, mentions of mating, reader and neteyam are aged up, ronal gets a lil mean, pinch of possessiveness, arguing. as always, let me know if i missed anything

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 6.2

The boy had kept his word, meeting you out by the beach late last night before walking to the pond together, hand in hand and falling asleep on that same patch of grass. It was so much easier to fall asleep in his embrace, but it didn’t stop the dreams from coming.

Your eyes shot open, sucking in your breathe like it was trying to run from you. You slowly removed Neteyam’s hand from off your hip, lifting your head up from his arm that you used for a pillow. You tiptoed to the water, splashing your face with water quietly, trying not to wake the boy.

That mission had been failed. Neteyam was awake as soon as you removed his hand from your hip, leaving him with a empty feeling. He needed you.

“Oh ewya, I am going crazy.” Neteyam heard you whisper to yourself.

Neteyam couldn’t sit there and watch you suffer alone anymore, he didn’t understand why you did. He wanted you to be able to talk to him, like he talks to you. He sat up, soon standing to his feet as he called out your name. You didn’t respond, only quickly wiping your tears away. He took a seat next to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him.

“It is okay to cry, y’know?” Neteyam rubs your arm, “You do not need to be ashamed.”

You couldn’t even respond to him, tears instantly falling from your eyes, sobs trying to escape from your throat. You laid your head on his chest as he soothed you, like you were some child. Oh, this is so pathetic you thought to yourself.

“Can you tell me about this dream?” Neteyam shifts to move in front of you, tilting your chin up so that you would look at him, your big blue eyes puffy from all the crying you had been doing, “Please?”

“Nete…” You shook your head.

“No, do not shut me out. Please talk to me, let me help you. That is what we’re here for, right?” He looked around the area that you two called your own, “My beautiful girl, I cannot stand to see you cry.”

His beautiful girl. Your idiot boy just called you his.

“Except you cannot help me, Nete. Death is inevitable.”

“What are you talking about?” The boy sat there confused, he definitely wasn’t expecting to hear those words come out of your mouth.

“Every night there is chaos, violence. It is the same muffled screams and blurred faces, every night. Then it is silence, and there is this–this, unknown lifeless body in my arms. My arms, Neteyam! I could not save them.” Tears filled your eyes once again, “I could not save them. What if it was my sister, or Ao’nung—he is always getting himself into trouble.” You shook your head, crying harder at the thought.

“Enough with the what if’s.” He pulls you into his chest, “We are all still here, aren’t we? You have nothing to worry about, it is just a silly dream.”

“Then why does it keep repeating?”

Neteyam didn’t have the answer for that question, all he could do was sit there and soothe you, hoping your worries would go away. If anyone told Neteyam a couple weeks ago he’d be holding the most intimidating yet beautiful girl he’d ever met in his arms while she cried in chest, he would’ve called them a fool and laughed it off. But here he was, holding everything he’s ever wanted in his arms. You.

You don’t remember how it happened but Neteyam had gotten you to fall back asleep, wrapped up in his strong arms. Once the both of you had woken up, you were about to part ways but Neteyam grabbed your wrist.

“Join me and my family for breakfast.” He smiles at you, “Neteyam..” You trailed off, the thought of it sent knots to your stomach. You felt responsible for your brothers actions and you were sure the last person they wanted in their pod was his sister.

“They will not mind, I promise.” He assured you, rubbing his thumb over your hand.

You looked in the direction of your pod and then back to Neteyam, who could only smile at you. You playfully rolled your eyes at the boy and let him drag you to his family’s pod.

Tuk gasped as the two of you appeared in front of the entrance, calling your name as she ran up to you and hugged you.

“What about me?” Neteyam looked at his little sister, “Oh, we get enough of you.” Kiri approached you as well, joining the hug.

“Where have you two been? We have been looking for the both of you.” Neytiri asks as she cut up some fruit.

“They have a spot.” Lo’ak says nonchalantly as he lays on the floor, fiddling with something.

“Lo’ak!” Neteyam and Kiri had scolded the boy in unison, you looked over at Kiri, confused.

Tsireya.

Jake let’s out of a chuckle, “Boys, come help me with the fish.”

Neteyam sent you a smile before grabbing something off the table and walking out with his father and brother. You took it upon yourself to help with breakfast, joining Kiri and Neytiri with cutting up fruit and vegetables.

“So, what is this spot you speak of?” Neytiri wiggles her eyebrows at you, “I discovered it some time ago, going there to clear my mind when needed, I decided to show it to Nete to help him as well.” You told her.

“Nete, huh? He has a nickname now?” Kiri teased and you blushed, waving her off.

“Is he okay?” Neytiri looked up at you, “Yes, he is fine…it is just—easier for us to sleep there..” You stammered with your words, not wanting to get you two into any trouble.

“I see…” She trails off, “I can tell my son really likes you, and I like you for my son. You are smart, honorable. I admire that about you.”

“Thank you.” You smile at the woman as she continues to cut the fruit in front of her.

Soon the boys came back in, working on whatever they had caught for a while before you all sat together and ate. Engaging in conversation that just flowed, you and Neteyam being the most affectionate you’ve ever been in public, your head on his shoulder as you finished up your food. You loved the family already, and how accepting they were. You haven’t even told your family about your liking of the boy and you already knew they weren’t going to have the same reaction his parents did.

After breakfast you helped Neytiri clean up, even though she insisted you didn’t have to. You said your goodbyes to everyone, telling them you’d see them later as Neteyam walked you to your family’s pod.

“Thank you, Nete. For everything.” You stopped him on the beach, right where your pod was, “Do not mention it, it is what I’m here for, pretty girl.” He smiles at you.

You could tell he wanted to walk with you, maybe even speak to your parents but you shook your head, dismissing the idea, you shot him a slight smile before turning and walking up to your pod. When you walked in, your family was gathered, they had been waiting for you.

“Sit down.” Your mother glanced down to where she wanted you to sit, right in front of her.

“Your siblings have brought to my attention that you have taking a liking in the eldest son of that demon, is this where you have been sneaking off to every night?!”

You looked over at Ao’nung and Tsireya, your two siblings that you thought you could trust—one of them at least. Tears swelled up in Tsireya’s eyes as you looked at her with a blank expression, you didn’t want to blame her, you knew she had no choice but the thought still made your chest hurt.

“Answer me, child” Your mother snapped, regaining your attention, “Yes.” You whispered.

“You don’t really think that I would allow for you to be with that–that half breed demon! That I would allow for you two to be mated together!”

“He is not a demon!” You dare to raise your voice at your mother.

Her eyes shot daggers into yours, the room was completely silent, you had never done that before.

“That same demon is the root of all of your problems, my child. He is the reason you are going through that same cycle every single night, he is consuming your conscious, eating you alive. Like a demon does.”

“Ronal.” You father stepped in.

You don’t know what took over you, hissing at your mother before walking out of your family’s pod, purposely knocking over a few things in the process. Your family called for you, their voices started to get closer so you picked up your pace, beginning to sprint towards the little forest your island had. You pushed any members of the clan who got in your way, eventually disappearing into the tall trees. All you could do was run, you didn’t even stop at your usual spot, you ran until you couldn’t run anymore, on the complete other side of the island. You let out a frantic scream, not caring who or what heard you. You screamed, and screamed and screamed until you fell to your knees beginning to loudly sob.

Words usually don’t get to you, nobody’s, not even your mothers but it was something about that word. Demon. He was far from it. It’s like Ewya herself has sent him right to you, he was the most kind and gentle man you’ve ever encountered but he was also stern, and dominant when he needed to be. And that’s what you loved about him. He was helpful, he didn’t judge you, you felt safe and comfortable with him. Something you’ve never gotten from any boy before, there was a line of them wanting to be your mate, but you never even considered any of them. It was meant for you to wait, to wait for him. You knew from the moment you saw him you wanted him, that is was meant for you two to be together as one. Sure it may have sounded a little crazy, and that’s why you didn’t admit it at first but him and his family was sent here for a reason, you had waited to pick a mate for a reason. That reasoning being him.

Your crying eventually stopped as you begun taking deep breaths, regulating your heartbeat. You wiped your face, though it was still very visible that you had been crying. You looked at the grains of sand below you, the only thoughts in your head was all the lecturing and scolding you’d get when you returned. You took a deep breath, figuring you might as well get it over with now. You stood to your feet, beginning to walk back into the forest and towards your clan. You eventually began to run, walking not really doing much for your mind right now. You ran until your toes met the familiar sand, stopping when a group of familiar faces came into your view.

“Where have you been? Everybody has been wor—” Neteyam says as you approached him but you cut him off by attacking him with a hug, tightly wrapping your arms around him. He was taken back at first but eventually pulled you closer to him, taking in your warm embrace.

“I see you, Neteyam.” You whispered in his ear.

The boy pulled you out of the hug, holding on to your arms as he looked at you with softened eyes. It’s like all the wind had been knocked out of his chest, he couldn’t believe the words that had just came out of your mouth.

“What did you just say?”

“You heard me.” You say, “Say it again.” He more so demanded than asked.

“I see you, idiot boy.” You repeated.

His eyes never left yours, pulling your by your waist back into another hug.

“I see you, my beautiful girl.” His grip becomes slightly tighter, “You will be mine. We will be eachothers, I do not care what anyone has to say.”

This words made your heart happy but also had caused a foreign feeling in between your legs, you didn’t get much time to even think about it because the loud sound of the horn interrupted your thoughts. You and Neteyam pulled out eachother’s embrace, looking around to see what was going on.

“They have returned! Our spirit brother and sisters have returned!”

You let out a gasp, a smile forming on your face as you grabbed Neteyam’s hand, leading him towards the water. It’s so quick how your emotions had changed, you had just went from crying to feeling like the happiest girl in the clan. You dive into the water, Neteyam following after you. You swam around, looking all over for your sister and Neteyam tried his best to keep up with you. You swam even faster when you found her, resting your head on her when you two had finally connected. You rubbed her skin before going over to her fin, holding on to it as she dives deeper into the water before shooting up in the air where you two had flipped together. Neteyam watched you two in awe, taking in the whole moment.

“How have you been sister?” You signed to her.

“I am well. How is the family?”

“My brother is a pain, Tsireya and my father is doing well, and my mother is pregnant again.”

“Just be patient with him, but that is good to hear. I am with child as well.”

“That is wonderful news!” You signed, smiling at her.

“Have you mated yet?”

“No, but I have finally found him. Neteyam.” You looked over at Neteyam who was with Tuk looking at all the Tulkun’s around them, “He is from the forest, he arrived not too long ago.”

“I am glad you finally found yours. I was starting to worry.”

You laughed at her comment, swimming down to Neteyam and Tuk so that you could introduce them. You tapped him on his shoulder so that he would follow you.

“Neteyam, this is Ìlewyi. My spirit sister.”

“It is nice to meet you.” He signed to her.

“You as well.”

You all talked for a while, Tsireya and the others joining you after a while. You still haven’t said a word to her, or Ao’nung, though you really didn’t pay them any mind, too busy focused on Ìlewyi. You relaxed on her fin as you watched every one around you enjoy each others company, taking in the peaceful moment.

“Where is my spirit brother?” You watched Lo’ak sign to your little sister.

“You do not have one silly.”

“Yes I do, he saved my life outside the reef.”

If you could let out a deep sigh right now, you would. You knew exactly what he was talking about, who he was talking about.

“Until next time, my sister.” You tell Ìlewyi, “These kids are always getting themselves into something.”

“Be the greatest big sister you can be.”

You hugged what you could one last time before swimming over to Tsireya and Lo’ak, telling them come out of the water. Everybody seemed to have followed you out of the water, leading them to the same place where you all always gather.

“Lo’ak, do explain to me what you were telling Tsireya.” You leaned against the tree, crossing your arms and legs, everybody looking at the boy questionably.

“My brother, Payakan, he saved my life.” Lo’ak says, shrugging his shoulders.

Tsireya looks down at her lap, you and Ao’nung shaking your heads and sighing at the boys comments while his siblings sat there, confused on as to why everyone was reacting this way.

“You bonded with Payakan?!” Ao’nung yelled at the boy, “Quiet! It is your fault he was out there in the first place!” You scolded your brother.

“Why is it such a big deal?!” Kiri asked you, “Payakan is outcast, he has brought shame to this clan. He is not accepted here, you should not have bonded with him.” You tell the boy.

“He saved my life!” He yells at you, “Lo’ak.” Neteyam warned, looking at his brother.

“I understand that, Lo’ak but that does not matter. Not anymore. He is dangerous, and he is not accepted by the clan!”

“You all are not listening to me!” Lo’ak gets up, walking away from the group.

Your sister follows after him and you looked down at your feet, kicking the sand in front of you. You didn’t want to tell your parents, it was not the boy’s fault, you knew that but you also knew if you didn’t tell them it’d get deeper than it needed to be. You let out a deep sigh, massaging your temple. The boy stressed you out more than your own siblings and he hasn’t been here for that long.

Ao’nung had sensed your discomfort with the idea, “I will tell our parents.”

Oh I am sure you would want to, is what you wanted to say until you realized this was some type of way he was trying to redeem himself. This is what Ao’nung always did instead of just apologizing to you, you learned to accept that, knowing he wouldn’t stop his stubborn ways. Your brother left, leaving you with Neteyam and his sisters.

“I am going to apologize in advance for the way my parents are about to act.”

“I am sorry that my brother is always bringing some type of trouble.” Neteyam walks over to you, “He is a handful.” You slightly chuckle.

“Tell me about it.” Kiri playfully rolled her eyes.

And soon enough you all were gathered outside your family’s pod, Jake and Neytiri joining you as your father yelled at the group. All he did was repeat what you had told the group not too long ago, then adding the backstory on what had happened. Lo’ak let all of your fathers words go in one ear and out the other, not wanting to hear what he had to say at all.

“I’m sorry but I know what I know.” Lo’ak shrugs at your father, you bit back a hiss as your father quickly approached the boy, “Father!” Tsireya yelled out.

Jake stood between his son and your father, telling his son off before walking back over to Neytiri.

“You hush! You disappoint me, daughter.” He looks over at Tsireya who was holding back tears, “How could you let him bond with outcast?”

“And where were you? You had one job, and that was to watch over them! All of them, instead you spend all your time with that demon!” Your mother spat, gaining a hiss from Neytiri.

You winced at her words, looking down at your hands in your lap. You couldn’t even bring yourself to look at Neteyam, whose eyes were burning into your skin.

“You all are dismissed.” Your father announced, you didn’t dare even glance at Neteyam as he left, not with your mother watching you.

Neteyam didn’t know why, but as he walked out of your pod with his family he couldn’t help but blame himself for the scolding you had gotten. He saw how upset you were, not even being able to look at him. And he felt terrible, wanting to comfort you in any and which way.

After the group was dismissed you sat out on your dock, feet in the water as you looked out in the distance, eclipse starting to begin. It wasn’t long until you were joined, you had thought it was Tsireya, or even Ao’nung creeping up on you but it was your father. He took a seat next you before pulling you into a side hug, you tried your best not to break down into tears right then and there.

“My eldest daughter, you are a smart and powerful young woman and warrior. I knew since the day you were born that you would do great things, making me—all of us extremely proud. I trust that you make the best decisions, you always have—that is why I will not deny you of making your own.”

You pull out of the hug, looking up at him about to speak but he cuts you off before you could even say anything.

“Though the family has boughten trouble, I can tell you really like this young man and there is nothing we can say or do to change your mind about it. And I will discuss that with your mother.”

You smiled at the last part but it soon dropped when you had processed everything else he had said. Trouble.

“Trouble?”

“There was a attack on another one of the clans, the sky people. They are looking for him.” He stated, “War will come, I do not know when but I know we will be prepared.”

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