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ghoul-bonez · 10 months
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~I Love You, I Trust You, I See You~
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(Ao’nung x Fem! Deaf! Sully! Reader)
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Summary: When the Sullys moved to Awa’atlu Ao’nung thought they were weird, knew they were weird. He took a particular hatred towards the older Sully kids, Neteyam was the perfect little follower, Lo’ak was constantly in trouble, Kiri was always off in her own world, and you. Just you. You seemed to always ignore him and never talk, but what he didn’t know was it’s because you couldn’t hear him.
Word count: 4.4k
Author’s note: This is the longest oneshot I’ve written at 4.4k words and 9 1/2 google docs pages… Sign language will be normal font, and bold & italics will be spoken, although I try my best to show which is going on.
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~Masterlist~
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I Love You, I Trust You, I See You
When people thought of the Sully family many thought of your siblings. They thought of Lo’ak who was always a troublemaker, causing chaos everywhere he went. They thought of Kiri who seemed so in tune with her surroundings that she might as well be Eywa herself. They thought of Tuk who was the youngest, still enamored by everyday life. They thought of Neteyam, a strong leader who would someday take on the role of Olo’eyktan after your father.
They never thought of you.
You who always seemed to be in your own little world. You who never had any friends. You who never talked. You who always seemed so attentive to the world around you, yet had no desire to join it.
When you were born after your twin Neteyam, a spike of fear had run through everyone in the room when you began to cry, but no sound came out. They feared you may not be breathing right, you may need your airways cleared. They feared something was wrong, and that was true.
When your parents or siblings thought about your family, they thought about you. They thought about how funny you were, always cracking jokes when there was a chance. They thought about how kind you were, taking a moment to check on everyone daily. They thought about how different you were than most.
They thought about you. You who couldn’t hear.
You always seemed to be in your own world, and that drew many away from you, they didn’t want to be friends with someone who they didn’t think was paying attention to them, and to be fair you weren’t paying attention to people most of the time. You preferred to direct your attention to the world around you, always keeping an eye out as you couldn’t hear danger coming.
When you had been caught by Quaritch and his men you had panicked, more than everyone else at least. You didn’t know what was going on, you didn’t know what they were saying, your lip reading was not dependable, and definitely not in english.
When your siblings arms were bound you couldn’t keep yourself calm, now you had no way of communicating, they couldn’t translate for you. Tears streamed down your face, eyes closed as tight as possible to try to calm yourself by blocking out the outside world.
When you felt your captor’s grip on your release your eyes shot open, looking around at the damage around you, multiple avatars dead on the ground. Then you ran, you ran faster than ever before in the first direction you saw.
You ran and ran, eyes trained on everything around you, and when you ran into someone and they grabbed you again it was like a shock. You let out a scream, the first noise anyone had ever heard you make. A noise nobody was aware you could make.
You turned to dead weight in an attempt to get out of their grasp, panic coursing through you again as your eyes couldn’t come into focus. However, the person dropped to the ground with you, pulling your face towards them and holding it still as you tried to thrash. Then they blew air into your face, and you realized you were safe.
When you were younger you would throw temper tantrums, as children do, where you would close your eyes to refuse to listen to your parents. Not being able to see them meant no sign language, which meant no having to listen to them. However your father found one thing always worked, blowing air on your face. Your eyes would shoot open, highly offended with your mouth dropped open, before you would sign at him, “Your breath is gross.” in retaliation.
You had never been more relieved for your dad’s stupid way of getting you to listen. Your eyes finally came into focus and you calmed down seeing his face, but that calm quickly turned into crying, sobbing. You couldn’t help but let out all of the pent up emotion inside of you, but eventually you calmed down and were able to stand back up, staggering your way home with the rest of your family.
Some time later when your parents had been arguing in your family kelku you hadn’t been paying attention as your siblings were, all huddled against the wall. You had been lost in your own world once again, not wanting to know what was being said as you were still processing what had happened earlier. You didn’t need anything on top of that as you feared it would make your careful stack of emotions you had constructed come tumbling down.
They had come tumbling down though as your parents announced you were moving, leaving. Leaving everything you had ever known, your home, your grandmother, the forest you loved so much. You couldn’t help it as you cried again, being held by your mother this time.
However as you thought about it you weren’t that sad. You had always liked the water, everyone not having to hear underwater made you feel more included, more like you belonged, and you had heard the Metkayina used sign language. Maybe this would be a chance to make friends for the first time in your life. Maybe you would be able to talk to people for once, nobody at home taking the time to learn American Sign Language, as your father had called it, like your family had.
One thing you hadn't taken into account was that they used a different version of sign language, but that had become very apparent when you first jumped into the water with Tsireya, Ao’nung, and Rotxo. They used signs you had never seen before, ones you didn’t recognize. You couldn’t help but feel a little beaten down at dinner, staying quieter than usual, not signing as much.
Afterwards your dad had asked you to step outside, waving a hand towards you as he exited the marui.
He sat down on the pathway, and you knew he expected you to join him, so you did. You sat next to him with your feet dangling in the water, looking out towards the horizon, refusing to look at him so you didn't have to have a conversation.
That didn’t last long though as he poked you in the arm, causing you to look at him offended, mouth open and eyebrows raised. He took this as his chance to speak, “You okay, kid?” He signed.
You sighed deeply, fidgeting with your hands before signing, “I’m okay, dad.”
You could tell he didn’t believe you, lips pressed together in a thin line and eyebrows furrowed, “You’re less talkative. What’s wrong?” He signed, proving he didn’t think you were telling the truth.
A frown came to your face, feeling like it was permanently there after the past few days or so, but you continued, “I’m disappointed.”
He raised his eyebrows, surprise and confusion on his face, “About what?”
You looked away from his face, instead choosing to watch his hands, you didn’t want to see the pity on his face, “We don’t speak the same language. I can’t communicate. Everyone else can at least talk to each other.”
His face softened, but you didn’t see it, “It’ll be okay. You’re a fast learner, so you will learn their language quickly, then you can make friends. If anyone actually wants to be your friend.” He meant it playfully, and you saw him laugh, so jammed your elbow in his ribs.
Then the conversation was over, your mom poking her head out of the doorway and saying something to your dad. He just stood up and gave you a look like he was asking, “You good?” and you nodded, “Yes.” back in return.
After your father’s words of encouragement you decided to work harder, learn faster, determined to be able to communicate with the people around you, and a few weeks later you were excelling whereas your siblings were still struggling. They were caught up on the differences of Metkayina sign language versus ASL but you had grasped that there weren’t differences, or similarities, and you would just be learning from scratch.
Even though you were doing well at it, working your way towards being fluent, you were worried about talking to the people, mostly because of one person in particular, Ao’nung. It was as if Ao'nung was determined to ruin your siblings' lives, and yours, but you didn’t know that.
You had seen Ao’nung’s attempts to cause hell for your siblings, nagging at them, laughing at them, and even trying to start fights, with Lo’ak in particular. Him messing with your siblings made you frustrated, but you weren’t aware of the taunts meant to make you upset, and laughing that was meant to make you feel like a target coming towards you from a distance.
The bullying towards your siblings had become more and more frustrating and you had begun showing your anger at home, being rougher with things than usual, and not wanting to go outside of the shared family marui.
It had been peaceful while you and your mom had been working on dinner, but she noticed you seemed to be far off, handling the food with rougher hands, “Are you okay, (Y/n).” Neytiri signed as you placed another fish over the fire.
You rolled your eyes at her, upset she was even insinuating something was wrong. In reality there was, but you didn’t want to admit that, “Yes mama, I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?” She had asked back, concern on her face as she looked at you closely.
You signed, “Yes.” Trying to end the conversation, but you knew she would just keep pushing.
You saw your mom think for a moment, her face scrunching up in concentration, “Well I am not.”
You frowned more, once again feeling like it had always been there since you left the forest, “Not what?”
She was frowning too now, “I’m not sure you’re fine. I see you isolating yourself. Even from me and your father.” She grabbed your hands, squeezing them gently to show her love in a little way.
Tears welled in your eyes, frustrated tears, tears that came because with all the stress recently they were the only way your brain knew how to process, to cope.
You pulled your hands from hers to wipe at them, “I’m sorry.” was all you could say.
She wiped the tears falling down your face before saying, “Why?”
You sniffled, running your hands down your face before signing, “I see Lo’ak, Kiri, and Neteyam being picked on, and there is nothing I can do. I can’t stand up to the bullies. I can’t say anything.”
“Okay, well soon you will be able to say something. You are learning their sign language, yes? I’ve heard from your siblings you are out working them.” She smiled at you and you could really see how proud of you she was.
You couldn’t help but crack a little smile although tears still threatened to fall, “Yes, mama. I’m getting better, but I’m worried it will be too late though.”
“I’m sure you will do your best, my ‘ite.” She thought for a second, “Why don’t you go try to talk to these kids tomorrow?”
You sighed, you didn’t want to, but you knew your mom would nag you until you agreed, “Okay. Love you.”
She smiled lovingly at you, “Love you too.” before pulling you into a hug.
When tomorrow came you didn’t even want to leave your marui, but you found the strength to do so. You did some of the breathing exercises Tsireya had taught you to try to calm your nerves, and they worked for the most part, steadying you and clearing your head.
However as soon as you stepped outside your marui you regretted it, not wanting to do what you had promised to your mother, but you knew you had to eventually. Eventually, which meant you could fool around as long as you wanted beforehand, and so you decided to settle down for a quick nap on the beach.
When you laid down and closed your eyes you quickly and easily fell asleep. You were still tired from last night when you struggled to sleep from your anxious thoughts.
When the Sullys moved to Awa’atlu Ao’nung thought they were weird, knew they were weird. He took a particular hatred towards the older Sully kids, Neteyam was the perfect little follower, Lo’ak was constantly in trouble, Kiri was always off in her own world, and you. Just you. You seemed to always ignore him and never talk, but what he didn’t know was that it's because you couldn’t hear him.
Ao’nung tried to not let anything get to him, especially when it came to people he didn’t like, like the Sullys, but for some reason you, (Y/n) Sully, had peeved him more than anyone or anything else. He had grown tired of you ignoring him when he shouted or laughed at you, like you didn’t even notice he was there, tired of you flat out avoiding him sometimes as you scurried away when he tried to approach you.
Of course he knew why, he had the same intentions to bully you and make you feel unwanted in Awa’atlu as your siblings. Of course you didn’t want this so you spent most of your time avoiding him, but for some reason instead of him not caring about it, it made him want to get under your skin even more.
When the sun rose today he decided today was the day to act. Today he would confront you head on, face to face. He would make you notice him, and he would make you feel awful in the process. So he gathered his friends, his goons, and they set off to find you.
They first checked with Tsireya who was with the rest of your siblings, but you were nowhere to be found, they all insisted they hadn’t seen you. Then they combed the beach, going from one end to the other, and on the far end they found you peacefully asleep on the soft sand.
He couldn’t help but notice how cute you looked asleep and peaceful, but he quickly shook it off, shouting at you, “Wake up, freak!”
He was targeting your extra finger and the hair above your eyebrows, like he had your siblings because he knew that got to them, and hoped it would do the same to you.
When you didn’t stir he tried shouting again, assuming you were awake, but trying to act asleep to avoid him, “What is wrong with you? Do you not care or are you stupid avoiding me?”
His friends laughed at you when you still didn’t move, eyes not cracking open and your breathing staying the same, so he took the next step, trying something physical. He kicked sand up and over you and finally you stirred, sitting straight up and looking around for the source of the sand, and when you saw him your heart dropped, a lump forming in your throat.
“There we go, now you are paying attention.” He snickered.
You tried to read his lips, but he spoke too fast, and you just stayed silent. You cocked your head to the side, eyebrows drawn together in a look of confusion.
You hesitated for a second, but were about to sign something when he spoke again. “Do you not speak? A silent freak, interesting.” You still didn’t understand exactly what he was saying, but his friends all laughed at you, and although you couldn’t hear it it made you feel small.
“I’m sorry. I can not hear you.” You signed, using Metkayina sign language this time.
He scoffed, “I do not believe that. I think you just don’t want us to bother you, but here we are.” He laughed in your face.
“Please use your hands.” You tried to communicate, but they just wouldn’t listen to you.
“No.” He sneered, this you understood, one single word.
Your mouth dropped open, offense written all over it. You knew he was disrespectful, didn’t care about others feelings, but you would make him care, “I can not hear. I am deaf.”
He was about to retort against you again, but when he had been searching for you earlier that day Neteyam knew he meant trouble, so when he found you he stayed in the shadows, watching, but now Ao’nung had taken it too far.
He surged forwards, anger consuming him, “Step off bro. She can’t hear you.”
“Yeah that is what she just said.” He rolled his eyes, “I do not care though, it is better if she can not hear me. Means I can make fun of her without her knowing.” He signed the last part so you could understand.
You shrunk back, standing to hide behind Neteyam. You tugged on his arm, “It’s okay.” You signed.
“It’s not okay, (Y/n).” He rubbed a hand down his face, turning to Ao’nung, “You need to leave her alone.”
“Whatever.” Ao’nung scoffed before turning and walking away.
Now he knew why you seemed to ignore him, you just didn’t know he was talking to you. You were probably avoiding him because you didn’t know their sign language yet. He felt bad for some reason. He usually wouldn’t feel bad about his bullying but with you it felt different now knowing this.
He couldn’t show his feelings though, worried about his little group making fun of him, but he slowly started to back off of you, and your siblings some as well. Whenever one of his “friends” would ask why, he would reply something like “We can not make fun of a cripple.” and roll his eyes, still a jab at you, but less so.
At some point you became all that consumed his thoughts, on his mind at all times, and whenever he would see you with his sister, or your siblings, he would feel the need to insert himself into the conversation, but he always refrained. He wanted to talk to you, to apologize, but he feared judgment from his “friends” who are just as nasty as he was.
Eventually he couldn’t hold it in anymore, heading to your marui to ask to talk with you, in the way you would understand. When he knocked on the doorway of the family home Lo’ak was the first to notice him, glaring at him and nudging Neteyam in the side, directing his attention towards Ao’nung.
Neteyam stood before either of his parents even noticed the boy in the doorway, stalking over to him and dragging him down the pathway so they could talk, “What do you want?” He hissed out.
Ao’nung cleared his throat, but the words still came out small, nervous, “I came to apologize to (Y/n)...”
“No.” Was all Neteyam said before turning away and starting to walk back into the Sully family’s home.
Ao’nung grabbed his arm before he got too far away, “Please. Please let me talk to her.” He begged, something he didn’t like to do, but it was necessary.
Neteyam sighed, “Fine, but if you do anything I will chop your head off myself.” He threatened the boy, “I’ll go get her.”
It wasn’t long before you stepped out of the marui, a frown on your face and hands he could see shaking, “What do you want?” You signed, hands shaking with nerves.
“I came to say sorry.” He started off, “I’m sorry for bullying you, and your siblings. I promise I won’t do it any more.”
“And?” You asked, knowing there was more.
He looked nervous now, hands shaking as he signed, “I wanted to extend the offer of friendship.”
You looked shocked now, “You want to be friends with me?”
He nodded his head, smiling shyly, “Yes. Absolutely.”
You smiled this time, relieved he would be leaving your siblings alone, and excited to learn more about him, about what he was really like under the bad boy shell, “Okay, friend.”
He just nodded at you, “I have to go now. See you at lessons with Tsireya tomorrow?”
“Of course.” You responded.
When you entered the marui again everyone's eyes were on you, a light blush on your face, “I made a friend.” You smiled.
You could see your parents cheering and clapping for you, but your siblings' faces were unsure, you would have to reassure them later but for now you were all having a family night, playing games and handing out things you had made for each other with the new resources you were getting used to using. They were clunky and awkward, but you would get better, it reminded you of something, of someone.
As days passed into weeks you and Ao’nung had grown closer, him pretty much taking over your lessons, stealing you away from Tsireya who was sad to see you go, but happy for her brother for making a friend, a real friend, not one of his goons that tended to hover around him at all times. You had seemingly broken down his bad boy aesthetic and his goons had since left him, moving onto another leader to follow, still as nasty as ever.
You were grateful for him letting his walls down around you, allowing you to see him, and soon you did. You saw him as more than you ever had before. You couldn’t help but think about courting him, of trading little handmade gifts, and sharing little intimate moments of happiness throughout the day.
It seemed as if he wanted the same as he began bringing you gifts, starting as a little armband he made from you out of hard to find shells he had spent many hours trying to find, then it moved onto necklaces and bracelets. Each was more intricate than the last.
When this started you began to bring him things too, poorly made things because using dried seaweed and palm leaves were different from the materials of the jungle, but you managed. Even though they weren’t the best quality he proudly wore them, gladly accepting every gift you would give.
Everyone had noticed by now, the traded jewelry, the touches that lingered a little too long, and the longing looks when you weren’t together. What baffled people most however was not Ao’nung’s seemingly peaceful side coming out, but the fact that neither of you had officially come out and asked if you were courting.
You were courting, you both knew that, but Ao’nung wanted to put it into words, he wanted to make it official, but he felt the need to fix a couple things first, to get a couple blessings.
So he went to the person he thought would be easiest first, your mom. She had seen you two from afar and already had talked to you about it, encouraging you to pursue him and get what you wanted. She had said she was not Tsahík, but Eywa had shown her signs. So when Ao’nung asked she immediately gave him her blessing, knowing this was something not just he wanted, but something you wanted too.
Then he went to your dad. He was a fierce warrior who commanded respect, and Ao’nung tried his best to be respectful, carefully wording his proposal of courting his daughter. Of course Jake had been hesitant at first, but eventually he caved after Ao’nung had mentioned he already had Neytiri’s blessing.
Finally he went to Neteyam, your twin brother, your best friend since birth. Neteyam was adamantly against it, wanting nothing to do with Ao’nung, and wanting his sister to have nothing to do with him either. He was still on the edge of forgiving Ao’nung, swaying over a cliff where falling meant forgiving Ao’nung for his wrong doings, and when Ao’nung explained his love for you, his intentions to never hurt you and treat you with the respect you deserve Neteyam fell over the cliff, giving the Metkayina boy his blessing.
Once he had gotten their blessings he had invited you to the beach where he had first intentionally seeked you out. You were hesitant to go back there with him, but you gave in, trusting him wholeheartedly.
You love him. You trust him. You see him.
When you got there he pulled you to sit down with him, you both facing each other, and he signed, letting his heart out, letting his feelings show, “I am sorry for any times I have hurt you. I was an ass and a fool, and I wish I had never caused you upset or harm. I am sorry for bullying your siblings too, they did not deserve it, but I was scared by the new people and what they would bring. I now see I should have helped like my sister. I should have been making you feel at home here, not doing the opposite.”
“It’s okay. We’re past that.” You reassured him.
He nodded, continuing, “Now I see how special you are. I see how much you’ve changed me and my views on life. I am grateful for the person you have shaped me into. I am grateful I got the chance to make it up to you. I want to court you. Officially.”
You felt your heart swell, butterflies in your stomach, and you were sure it was showing on your face, “I would love that.”
You moved your hands carefully to cup his face, holding it there as you looked into his eyes, hoping he understood how grateful you were for him too, then you pulled him in, lips brushing against each other before they fully made contact. It was magical, unlike anything you had felt before, and you were happy it was him making you feel this way. So happy, so loved.
When you pulled apart he smiled widely at you, grabbing your hands and giving them a gentle but tight squeeze before using them to say, “I see you. I see you.”
You sign your thoughts from earlier, “I love you, I trust you, I see you.”
He doesn’t say anything else, just smiles, and pulls you back in for another kiss, and you feel at peace. You know he is yours, and you are his. You know he will never leave you, and you will never leave him. You know he loves you, and you love him. You know he sees you, and you see him.
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Word Bank:
Olo’eyktan (Clan leader)
Kelku (Omatikaya homes)
Metkayina (Ocean Na’vi)
Marui (Metkayina homes)
‘Ite (Daughter)
Awa’atlu (Metkayina village)
Tsahík (Spiritual leader)
Eywa (Na’vi Goddess)
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ronwestbreeze · 3 months
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neteyam’s twin sister is the twin that came second but carried equal responsiblity.
neteyam’s twin sister is alot more outgoing and charming compared to the quiet and more reserved half of her.
neteyam’s twin sister is a mama’s girl. always wearing her emotions on her sleeve, always so expressive. she was the sylwanin and the tom out of the twins.
neteyam’s twin sister is his best friend. his other half. spiritually bonded for life the two of them. while different they somehow mesh as well as an oiled machine. she is the one person he could go to, the one person he could express himself freely without having to be a warrior first. or the older brother first. with her he is just a child, like her.
neteyam’s twin sister is jake sully’s first baby girl and that was never going to change. his little princess that reminded him so much of tom and him at the same time. the good parts of him, that is. and there was a certain innocence to her. one that af ather should protect with his last breath.
neteyam’s twin sister sometimes came at odds with lo’ak. the two had very hard headed and stubborn personalities. so much so, they would always clash and fight as siblings do. kiri would often be in the middle of it, calling them both immature. their fights wouldn’t last long, not with neteyam interfering and making them apologize to each other. neteyam was always the one to get her to listen. only him.
neteyam’s twin sister always had little tuk following her around and copying everything she did. she is her role model after all, tuk couldn’t help but look up to her and kiri.
neteyam’s twin sister doesn’t like the amount of responsiblity he puts on himself. always offers to share the burder as they technically already shared the title of older siblings. but neteyam always refused her, always reminded her that their paths were meant to be different and that she didn’t have to follow him everywhere. she was free to be her own person.
neteyam’s twin sister doesn’t like when their father cracks down on both neteyam and lo’ak. the sky people have made their return and everything had become so tense. neteyam is constantly training, lo’ak wants to be like their father. she keeps offering to help her twin brother, keeps telling him to stop taking on so much responsibility but neteyam just smiles and assures her things are going to be okay while their grandmother bandages his recent wounds.
neteyam’s twin sister cries and cries and cries when they are forced to go into exile from their home. their shared grief brought them closer again, after a year of feeling like they were too far away from each other.
neteyam’s twin sister isn’t fitting in well with the metkayina clan. she’s not used to their world and feels out of place, out of her element. neteyam and her are back to being inseparable, navigating this whole new world together.
neteyam’s twin sister starts getting along better with lo’ak because they both shared their insecurities about being outsiders. neteyam is glad.
neteyam’s twin sister feels helpless every time neteyam and lo’ak are yelled at by their parents. but she sticks up for them the best she can, even if her parents discourage the behavior. and whenever she does, jake and neytiri always wore looks of disappointment. as if they expected better.
out of bitterness, neteyam’s twin sister is called “the perfect princess” by lo’ak and she utterly despises it and gets into another fight with him, this time neteyam nowhere in sight to break them up.
in the end their fight didn’t matter…
neteyam’s twin sister is scared to death when her stubborn yet sweet younger brother goes to save payakan. she doesn’t hesitate to go along with her twin, tsireya, and the others to help him save his new friend.
neteyam’s twin sister doesn’t hesitate to save her little sister and brother from the sky people. nor does she hesitate to go with tuk to try and save kiri. it didn’t matter if she ended up captured with the two of them. as long as the two were protected by her, then it was okay…..
neteyam’s twin sister feels a sudden hole in her chest. she doesn’t know where this feeling had come from but she dreads it. as if something was wrong. as if something bad had happened….
neteyam’s twin sister feels her heart sink when quaritch mentions loosing one of his boys. she wonders right then which brother she lost. she wonders if this hole in her chest had already given her an answer…
neteyam’s twin sister reunites with her family on stray debris, allowing them to pull her in to a tight hug. but she doesn’t bother to respond to any of it.
you don’t bother to respond to your father’s cautious yet gentle calls of your name. you don’t bother to acknowledge your mother’s tears as she cups your cheeks.
you’ve….
you’ve lost him.
you find your twin lying still on the piece of rock, right where your family had left him to come and save you.
you never could imagine loosing your twin. nor the pain that came with it. the silence that settled around you. the emptiness of it.
lo’ak’s older sister falls to her knees.
and cries.
and cries.
and cries.
and cries.
he had never seen her cry. not like this.
lo’ak’s older sister is quiet as stone when she watches her twin lay with eywa. leaving her behind for good.
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shkudss · 1 year
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Weakened by Eywa Pt. 1
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6
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Summary: Ao’nung finally realizes that his actions have consequences
Warnings: curse words, bullying, mental breakdown, English isn’t my first language
Author’s note: it my first Avatar writing, so I hope you like it! This idea was spontaneous and I’m not really good at writing, but I hope you’ll enjoy it! I’m still learning how to use Tumblr properly since I don’t really use it 🥲
Yawntutsyip - darling, little loved one
Yaymak - foolish, ignorant
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You thought that all these days when you flew to the water clans were the hardest in you life. Little did you know that life with Metkayina would be harder. You expected to finally live a normal life, doing your chores without being sacred to be shot by sky people. Now you’re safe, but things didn’t get better.
Since your arrival, these boys were bullying all your siblings, including you. You have no idea why it is important for Ao’nung to see totally similar to him Na’vis. You all are same avatars with slight differences that were unavoidable due to the environment you’re supposed to live in. Oh, yeah… supposed to live.
“What are you even doing here?”
“You’re so useless to our tribe”
“Go back to your monkey house”
All these words almost engraved in you mind without leaving space for other thoughts and hope. It’s been two weeks since you arrived and you still haven’t ridden an Ilu successfully, you can’t hold your breath as Metkayinas do. This makes you feel horrible and believe all these mean words.
“C’mon, Y/N, you can do it!”
Neteyam is trying to teach you how to deal with ilu and his voice is so calming, he really believes in you as an older brother. You wish you could just believe him, but insecurity lays too deep and securely in your mind.
“I don’t know… I can’t…”
Your voice was really soft and quiet as you’re the calmest child in your family. You don’t like loud sounds and fast actions. That’s just the way you are. Neytiri says that Sylwanin was just like you.
Despite being slower and more sensitive that other Sullys they loved and protected you with all their heart. Jake knew that Kiri and Tuk are different, they can deal with their problems a lot easier, while you cannot. When something bad to your family or yourself happens, you worry a lot and you won’t tell anyone about your worries unless they make you to. That was the hardest part of you character.
“Hey, are you okay? Do you need to take a break? We can continue tomorrow, don’t worry yawntutsyip.”
Neteyam was worried about your mental state, you were too quiet these days and it never meant anything good. Trying to make you speak about your feelings was completely impossible. You always think that your family has too much to worry about to burden them with your own issues. You want to be like Kiri and Tuk. That’s hilarious, Tuk is way younger than you but she’s able to deal with her emotions way easier than you.
“I’m good. Can we just take a break for like half an hour? I think my brain melts.”
You awkwardly smiled at the end trying to lighten the mood. Neteyam smiled back, feeling relief as you seemed to be just tired. He didn’t want you to hide anything from him and your family.
“Okay, yawntutsyip. I’ll go find Lo’ak and make sure his ass hadn’t get in trouble again. Kiri is on that side of the beach by the way. You can join her, she’s probably flirting with plants again. Let’s meet here in an hour.”
You laughed at his little joke about Kiri. But that’s a fact. Since you arrived here all she’s been doing is examining all local flora and fauna. You missed your time together in the forest, maybe now you’ll have a chance to talk and just be together.
“Okay!”
“Tell me if something goes wrong.”
You knew this look. The big brother look. Sometimes you think how hard it would be for you to live without your family, the way you’re connected to them something really fascinating. And one of your love signs is time. Spending time with your family and each member is the way you show love, the way you feel protected and loved.
You see Kiri laying down in water and looking for something. She didn’t see anyone around, attracted by… water? You didn’t try to understand what’s going on in her mind.
“Hey, pandora geek.”
You stood in front of Kiri and the shadow from your body covered her. Only after that she raised her head and squinted at you.
“I thought you’re with Neteyam. What’s wrong?” She sat on the sand, water was covering her legs a little. You did the same thing, hugging your knees and placing your head on them.
“We took a break, my brain doesn’t work properly. I still can’t ride ilu.”
Hopeless sigh made your sister chuckle, but then she saw your eyes. They were full of sadness, you were not happy. Kiri felt guilt, as your sister she had to be with you, she forgot that Sullys stick together.
“What bothers you?” You were not sure if it’ll be okay to tell her everything. But you family always encourage you to speak what lays in your heart, so you decided to do it.
“There’s a lot… I miss home, I miss flying with you, Neteyam and Lo’ak around Hallelujah mountains.” You were vulnerable now and this is one of those rare moments when you opened your feelings easily. Kiri was the only one you did it with. You could feel tears coming to your eyes, you needed this. “I just miss our way of life. I don’t know why it’s so hard for me to get used to it. Especially, when you always hear…”
“Hey monkeys! Still can’t ride ilu? How can you be so yaymak? You’re both freaks!” you could recognize this voice in millions. “One sister has demon blood, another is too dumb to do things that even infants can do!”
Ao’nung and his friends were coming towards you. Kiri’s body immediately tensed, you could feel it.
“What do you want? Is there nothing to do?”
Ao’nung and his friends came closer and you both stood up. Kiri was looking at him angrily, ready to fight. You were supposed to have such a good conversation, opening each other your soul, but this bully spoiled everything.
“My goal for now is to get rid of such fake Na’vis like you two and your stupid little brother.”
You were furious, how dare he talk like this about your family. Yes, he did say mean things to you, but he still picked his words. Now it’s too much. Nobody can talk about your family this way.
“Shut up and don’t get close to me and my siblings!” You tried to get into protective sister mode. Kiri was shocked by the way you raised your voice. She’s never heard such tone from you before.
“Look at this! Little girl knows how to talk?” Ao’nung was teasing you and laughing with Roxto and the rest of his friends. “Maybe you’ll learn how to swim properly soon by the time my future brother or sister will turn 10. Hopefully.”
You clenched your fists, trying to hold all your emotions. Anger, offense, sadness. It felt like a hurricane of extremely high spectrum of emotions, which was hard for you to bear.
“Don’t you dare…”
You didn’t control yourself that you were coming closer and pushing him. The reason why you felt this way was in him.
He did this to you.
You didn’t care that he was taller than you and all you faced was his shoulders. You didn’t care that he barely moved as you tried to hurt him as much as he hurt you. All he did was laughing. It seemed like Ao’nung didn’t understand anything you said, like he didn’t see you breaking into pieces right in front of you.
“Calm down, you little skxawng!” It was a joke for him. For you it was your last piece of composure.
“You’re dumb! So dumb that you can’t even understand how much pain you give me! Every day I wish I don’t meet you so you won’t shower me with all your shit! Every night I cry myself to sleep because all your mean words you’ve said hurt me! And you don’t understand me, how can you be so mean?”
You were screaming at him and trying to hit, mental breakdown took over your senses. You could physically feel how your heart hurts and legs weaken. All sounds were heard as if from under the water, you didn’t see what’s going on around you. Someone’s holding your shoulders and pushing you to their chest to not let you fall on your knees.
“Don’t touch her!”
Furious voice sounded from afar. Neteyam. Your brother who always protects you, surrounds you with love you need. That’s why he calls you yawntutsyip. Little loved one.
You could feel your brother as he came closer to you. His steps were as heavy as his mood. When he saw you breaking down in front of this asshole and because of this asshole, he almost lost his temper. The way chief’s son was holding and looking at you, finally realizing that his actions have consequences. He had to drive you crazy to understand it.
“Back off! Now!”
He pushed Ao’nung as he got closer to him, taking off his hands off you. You didn’t realize it was him, who held you all this time. Was it long? Actually, everything happened in less than 2 minutes, but for you it was like an infinity.
“What happened?”
Lo’ak was here, he saw you crying in Kiri’s hands and Neteyam fighting with Ao’nung and his friends. He didn’t need to check on all details to punch Roxto and other guys.
“It’s fine, we’re here. Don’t worry.” Kiri was sitting with you and slowly swaying, while tapping your head to calm you down.
“I’m sorry, I…” that’s all you could say.
Neither you nor Kiri noticed how the fight stopped until Neteyam came closer and examined you. His eyebrow was cut so as his lower lip, but he didn’t care. Now he could feel only your pain.
“Yawntutsyip… my sister.”
“I’m sorry, Neteyam. I didn’t…” You were gasping for breath from crying, not being able to collect your thoughts.
“Shhh, that’s fine, you’re fine. We’re here, nobody will hurt you again.” Kiri gave you to Neteyam, he was calming you down repeating the same moves as Kiri did. You were crying, letting all pain, that was suppressed inside of your soul, to flow through you.
Your siblings knew that you need to feel it to let it go. That is the only way for relief.
“Let’s go home, yawntutsyip?” Neteyam’s voice was calming as always, he hated seeing you crying.
You just nodded in agreement, hiding your face in brother’s neck and holding him as if someone can take you from him in any moment.
Yes, most Na’vis are brave, ready to fight and protect their beloved ones. But you just can’t do it. You are the one who needs to be protected. Eywa created you that way and you can do nothing about it.
“Don’t ever come to our sisters, you little bitch! Are you so insecure that you’re afraid to battle with me and choose those who are weaker than you?” Lo’ak didn’t miss to say the last goodbye before following after all of you. He didn’t wait for the answer, he didn’t need it.
Ao’nung was standing up there and looking as your figures disappear. No words are in his mind, except for one.
“Fuck”
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I hope you liked it! I’m not sure if I’ll write the second part🫣 I have an idea but idk if it’s worth it, we’ll see!
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kurogxrix · 1 year
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Fire Drill
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Dad!Ao’nung x Sully!reader
IN WHICH yours and Ao’nung’s son is killed during Quaritch’s attack, but your family is here to help you pick up the pieces.
WC: 3.3k
warnings: ANGST, grief of a son and a brother, death, violence and gory injuries.
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2 years. The little amount of time that you had been given before Quaritch and his team came to wreak havoc amongst your family once more. It seemed like your parents killing him once had not been enough, because his appearance made him look hungry for another death. Though you were all happy now, far away from the menace of his heavy ammo and the menacing gun that was slung upon his shoulder. 
The first few weeks of living within the Metkayina had been so hard for you and your family. Between Lo’ak and Kiri being treated far worse for having human features, and the hard time you and your mother were having with fitting in with their traditions. The Tsahik had not been any softer on you despite the mistreatment that your family already faced. She despised your family of ‘demons’ and probably your mother too because she was affiliated and had children with one. 
Your siblings and you had found comfort within the presence of the sweet Tsireya and Rotxo. Neteyam and yourself often found yourselves laughing quietly at your obviously in-love brother. Though you couldn’t make fun of him for too long, because you too had started developing something for the local Metkayina bully. 
Something about his arrogance just made him so annoying yet attractive. Maybe it was his confidence, or the way he would tease you unrelentingly. Nevertheless, you just couldn't let anyone know of your silly crush for now, because if it fell upon the ears of the future olo’eyktan, you knew that he’d never let you live it down. Weeks had passed and your interest towards the boy could only grow more and more as the days passed by.
Though now, only with the teasing remarks of your family. Neteyam was always known for the keen eye that your mother had passed down to him, and it didn’t take long for him to notice the longing stares that you would send the rude boy. Long story short, he told Lo’ak and your little brother and his humongous mouth just couldn’t keep shut. To say that your mother was disappointed in your choice of men was an understatement, but she had allowed herself to fall in love with the person that she had wanted, so why couldn’t you? 
Jake was…shocked to say the least. You had never audibly expressed your interest in any boy back at home, and here you were now. Though he knew that there was nothing that he could do to stop his 18 year old daughter from pursuing her heart's desires, because he had done so with Neytiri. 
Your sisters had a calmer approach about the subject, rather asking you about it during some private gossip session that you had with them. 
So after many months of hidden admiration spent, you still wondered how you had managed to end up under him in the middle of the forest behind their homes. Far from reach of everyone else, in the middle of the Metkayina mating grounds. His chests heaved up and down as he regained his breath, staring down at you with his stern lustful gaze. 
An accidental confession and two young adults on the run from prying eyes was all it took for the both of you to run off and bond before eywa, queues intertwined with the feeling of love running thick through both of your veins. You’d laugh at yourself months ago if you had told yourself that you even had a chance with Ao’nung, but here you were now, mated for the rest of your lives. 
The walk of shame felt rewarding in some way the next day, you had proved to Ronal and Tonowari that you feared them not, even if it meant being bonded to their son. Now you were all family, if they wanted it or not. Ao’nung and you had moved into your own private marui, and you were shoved into your mother’s loving embrace one last time as you packed your things and moved into your new home. Everything was perfect at first, a feast was soon established for the news of your mateship, and soon came another for the news of your bearing. 
A baby, conceived through the love that you both shared. The endless nights that you both spent hidden away from the rest of the world, tightly squeezed in each other’s embrace as you slept the night off. Many were unaccepting at first, a demon hybrid and their future olo’eyktan? How absurd. But soon everyone calmed down, and time passed faster than you would’ve liked it to. 
-
Fires spread throughout the whole village, heavy flames engulfing the beautiful village in its soaring arms. When you arrived back at shore, your heart was already void of all emotions. You felt as though it was bleeding, and the death of your brother felt like the knife that poked through the midst of it. You wanted it to burn with anger towards the sky people for taking your younger brother’s life, but you just couldn’t feel anything. 
The brother that you had watched being birthed, cleaned and placed wailing into your young arms had been violently taken before you. It was unfair, but he was in a better place now, away from the cruelty of this world. You couldn’t imagine how your parents felt, losing their first son before their very own eyes. How guilty your little brother must've felt for everything. Though you forced your sorrows away because you had a family of your own to attend to. 
Your son was still with his caretaker, and your mate probably had wounds that needed tending. Suddenly, the acrid scent of burning hit your nostrils, making you scrunch your nose in disgust. The fumes entered through your lungs like the much wanted air, and exited like the carbon that you would need to exhale. 
Your yellow eyes shone a warm amber colour as your eyes were strained amongst the fiery scene before you. The flames engulfed the stretching material of the maruis, spreading at an undying pace. You were frozen in your spot as you watched the fire turn your homes into remainders of what once was. Your mind raced as you imagined the worst of all scenarios. 
You flinched upon contact, elbowing hardly whoever had just grabbed you by the elbows. You turned around to meet their eyes, distress swirling in your very own. Ao’nung nearly fell back at your unwanted assault, huffing as you elbow left quite the fuzzy feeling in his stomach. Not the good kind of feeling. He looked at you before reaching for you once more, though you were unresponsive to his touch. 
Once the smell of burning reached his nose, his attention was completely retracted from your frozen form. He suddenly urged forwards, grabbing your hand harshly into his as he ran towards the maruis. He ran faster than he had ever done, because there was a nagging feeling of fear lodged deep inside his heart. 
You could feel your heart physically stop as you arrived in front of your shared marui, the stretchy material of your home now falling apart under effect of the burning. What scared you the most was the silence. As much as it pains you to say, you would’ve rather heard the painful yells of your baby than the wavering silence. 
Without hesitation, Ao’nung entered the marui first. He had little to no reaction as a piece of burning material from the roof fell ungracefully over his arm, leaving a small and ugly mark behind. Him halting in his steps was enough to bring you back to life and rushing to the scene besides him.
Though the sight before you was what no mother would ever wish to see. The woman that was once protecting your son now laid lifeless besides the weaved crib that was made from dried sea plants. The smell of death was atrocious, and you had immediately known that she had not died due to the unfortunate fires. She had been murdered by those sky demons. 
You had no care nor time to turn her around to investigate her cause of death. Though you were happy that you didn’t see the violent wound that ran down her back, a long cut that passed from the top to the bottom of her spine. Her blood seeped to the floor and tainted the material, and you could only wish then that it wasn’t Aytan’s, your son. 
She was bare and open from the back for anyone to see if they dared to flip her around. You were glad that you didn’t need to, because the sight of her guts spilling all over your feet would’ve surely made you regurgitate your meal all over her mutilated body. 
Instead your eyes panned for painfully long on your son that laid still in his crib. Void of any movement or life, you felt as though now you would puke. 
His skin was cursed with burn marks that overtook nearly half of his body. He looked so miserable and even if he was still alive at the moment, you would wonder if saving him would do him any good. The once soft baby skin now looked roughy and flaky. 
He was still so small that he could barely fit into the two palms of his father’s hands, but he was big enough to fit perfectly in your smaller ones. 
Perfectly safe and healthy in his mothers embrace is where he should’ve been right now, not like this. 
You looked over to Ao’nung for some unreasoned confirmation that your son was truly dead, but he wasn’t even looking at you. Instead, his lifeless eyes hovered over the charred child that laid innocently in his crib. He couldn’t even make a move to grab the baby, because he was frozen in anguish.
You couldn’t even remember when you had started crying, or when your cries had turned into desperate sobs and prayers towards Eywa. You couldn’t even remember when Ao’nung’s family had found the both of you safe and sound into the marui that once called a home, now in shambles beneath your feet. All you remembered was grasping your son with all force that you had left and praying to the Great-Mother down on your knees, and the painful tears that rolled down your husband’s cheeks.
Though there weren’t more than 3 tears that he had shed, it was 3 too much. He wouldn’t have cried if those damned demons didn’t follow your family here, but yet there he was. He too couldn’t even remember when his mother had embraced him, but she had done so. 
There were so many things that the both of you had regretted not doing on that night. Like staying back to protect your son by yourselves. You both resented yourselves for the fact that the last time the both of you would ever hold him this way would be at his funeral, followed by your brother’s. 
-
Everything was quiet since that night, at least for you. It was too much loss for your fragile heart to comprehend all at once. Was your brother’s death not enough, have they had to take your innocent son’s life as well. Your poor son that had just been presented to the clan
You were scared. Scared of so many things that you could not control. You feared what Ao’nung thought of you, did he hate you for not being there with you son? Maybe if you were, you could’ve protected him unlike the incompetent babysitter that you had left him with. No, you shook your head from those nasty thoughts. It was wrong of you to think ill of that woman, she had been present with your son until her unfortunate death. 
Your fears turned into trepidation as your husband made his way towards you, a plate of fish in his wobbly hands. 
Ao’nung was so angry at many things. He was angry at himself for not being there with his son. He felt mad at the poor woman for not having the ability to protect his innocent son. Though most of all, he felt vexed at you for freezing up on that day. He told himself that perhaps if you had not taken so much time to snap back to your senses, your son would somehow still be here.
He knew that it was wrong of him to think like this, he knew that even if you had acted faster, his son would still be laying unresponsive at his return. He knew that feeling angry at his innocent wife was wrong, that none of this had to do with you being at fault. He hates himself for having these unwanted feelings and thoughts, and at times Ao’nung truly wishes that he could silence his subconscious. 
He hated himself for internally blaming you even after watching you drown in remorse. Even after watching you sob over your dead son’s frail body. And even though it had been hours since the funeral of your brother and son, your tears still ran freely on your delicate cheeks.
They stained your dark skin and they strained your eyes that could do nothing to stop the flow. Ao’nung felt his guilt triple in size as he sat next to you, your body instinctively shaking as he engulfed you in his warm embrace. For he had always been your pillar of reconfort and the person that you allowed yourself to feel vulnerable within. 
He hushed you gently as you sobbed into his arms, his heart shattering once more as you cried to him. You were unsoothable but he hadn’t complained once, instead he gave you the comfort that you seeked so much. You felt guilty too, because you were not the only person going through grief. Who would be there to comfort Ao’nung when you were crying in his embrace?
Though when you made your worries audible, he was quick to shut them down. He wanted to be strong for you, for his family and mostly for himself. He told you not to worry, that he was okay as long as you were and soon your insecurities of him hating you vanished through the soft breeze. Ao’nung didn’t hesitate to remind you of how strong your love was and that you’d both get through it.
You both slept with heavy hearts at night, unable to close your aching eyelids until they fell on their own with exhaustion. His arms never left your form and you slept with your head on his chest, finding comfort in the sound of his beating heart.
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You felt jealous at first, heart black and full of envy as you watched young mothers with their children. Hell, even the older mothers made your heart clench with resentment. And though you knew it was selfish of you to despise mothers for simply existing, there was little that you could do to make the feeling go away. 
You couldn’t face the sight of the young children that trudged behind their mothers and soon it began affecting your Tsahik performances. How could you heal children and mothers and assist labourers when you couldn’t even stand the sight of them anymore. 
It was unfair, so unfair for everyone but you knew that it was the way that life went. You knew that you couldn’t keep on closing yourself off like this, that you had to be accepting of what had happened and face reality. 
So accepting was what you had done. Slowly by slowly, you have started rebuilding your life with the help of people around you. Your mother was the most understanding person, because she had lost so much already. She had lost her son just as you had, but she had never once reprimanded you for grieving. She had never forced you to speak up to her, she had never resented you for feeling the way you did.
You had learnt that it was not the end of the world, and that one day you’d be better, you’d all be better. Neteyam and Aytan’s death were not in vain, for the Great-Mother always had a plan for everyone. If it was her will, then so be it, there was nothing that you could do to undo what was done anyways. 
Tuk had been the sweetest girl during that moment, and it never failed to bring tears in your eyes at how understanding she was. She was so young and you were sad that a part of her youth was taken away from her because of this ongoing war. 
You could never thank your brother and father enough for being there for you despite the guilt that weighed them down, pushing so hard that they could only bear to stand on their knees.
Though solace could only work in both ways, and you were just as there for them as they were there for you. Aytan was just as much their family member as Neteyam was, and they were allowed to grieve the loss of your son as well. It took time for you all to find peace within this feeling of forfeiture, but you all knew that one day, things would be okay. 
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You watched as Ao’nung made his way towards his people, a prideful smile adorning his face as his gaze turned to you. His eyes were full of adoration as he stared at you, then to the little bundle of joy and baby fat that was lying comfortably in his arms. 
He stood before his people clad in his traditional clothes that were used during feasts and announcements of this type. 
The child in his arms stirred awake at the disturbance, whining slightly for her mother. The sound reached your ears and for a second you worried for your daughter, but you knew that nothing bad could happen to her as long as she was in her father’s arms. 
The child's stomachs growled loudly for a second and you had to bring your hand in front of your mouth to stifle your laughter. She had just been fed a few minutes before this and yet her hunger caught up to her once more. A trait that she had acquired from his father, you had to cook 3 times your own fish portion to properly feed his warrior’s stomach. 
Ura was a child that would soon grow to walk on clumsy legs, a child that was yours. Though a part of yourself was gone forever, tearing a piece of your heart along with it. You knew that the pain of losing your first child would never really go away, but you'd always have your family to help you get through it. You had a wonderful mate, that you relied your entire life within his hands, and a family that knows the ways past your heart. 
You watched as Ao’nung raised your 3 weeks old daughter into the air, her chubby little arms raising in amusement. The sound of her name pierced through your ears and soon the chants began to fill your heart with joy and pride. You couldn’t help the warm smile that overtook your features as you watched your daughter being presented to the entire clan, your family close behind you. 
Your mother held a hand over her chest, where her heart was. Her smile mirrored yours and the pride on her face could compete versus the one that she felt when you were the one being shown to her clan. Your father and siblings were close to her. Lo’ak now shone with new tribal tattoos, ones similar to yours as they dipped from his chin and all the way down his leg. 
His mateship with Tsireya was soon made public, and you felt a pang in your heart when you knew that you couldn’t tease him about it with Neteyam anymore. Though you swallowed your sorrows, feeling happy for your baby brother. Your sister in law stood besides your brother, her eyes glued to her newborn niece. A child that she knew that she just absolutely would spoil when she would learn to stand on her own feet. 
Perhaps things would get hard at times, and the reminiscences of your son would be permanent, but you had a loving family that would always help you fill the void. 
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normspellsman · 1 year
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I Believe You
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pairing: lo’ak x older sister!reader
genre: angstish, fluff, & comfort (from reader to lo’ak)
word count: 1.7k+
warning(s): sad!lo’ak, mentions of jake scolding + punishing lo’ak, lo’ak crying, reader being the best big sis fr, lo’ak is a total big sister boy, cursing, & sibling bonding
request details: here!
taglist: @aonungsmate @dearstell @goodiesinthecloset21 @optimisticblazetrash @thatonegirlwiththebeanie367 @minkyungseokie @liyahsocorro @universal-s1ut @amortencjja @arminsgfloll @blushhpeachh @sweetirilly @iwannahaveaprettyaesthetic @bambisposts-blogs (requested the plot! <3)
word bank: toruk makto — rider of last shadow, tawtute — human; sky person, & tulkun — whale like creature residing in awa’atlu
note: was originally titled “my baby bro” but then i came up with this plot & trashed my original idea bc i felt like i could write this better & actually have motivation to write this :).
Lo’ak is known for getting in trouble. Either his loud mouth or actions, mostly both, got him into scuffles with his parents. This time was no different.
He had bonded with Payakan, a tulkun who was outcasted for something that any other being would do when forced to see their Mother be killed in front of them. In Lo’ak’s eyes, Payakan’s actions were driven by his sadness and were justifiable to a point. He knew how much the creature regretted the lives lost that day. If the same thing were to happen to him, Lo’ak would react the same way.
He felt understood by Payakan. They both had a significant physical difference from the rest of their species, making them feel isolated and alone in the large planet of Pandora. Made them feel judged and ridiculed for being different from the rest.
Not even thirty minutes prior, Lo’ak got chewed out by his Father, scolding him for talking back to the Olo’eyktan and doing something he, yet again, shouldn’t be doing. His Father never failed to make him feel like the black sheep of the family even though they are more alike than he’d hoped. It sucked. It really did. He just wanted people to see him. See all of him, even the messed up and alien parts of him.
One person only came to mind when he thought about people seeing and accepting him for who he is. You.
You were the eldest daughter of the Sully family. The token child. The perfect image of what a Na’vi should look like. The one that carried the burden of being Tsahìk or Olo’eykte one day. The one who, despite all the push back, saw Lo’ak for who he is.
You absolutely adored Lo’ak when you were younger, only being around the age of four when he was born. You refused to let your parents pry him away from your tiny arms when you held him way longer than you should’ve. You loved holding him and talking to him in the baby voice your Father always did to you and your other siblings, gently running a small finger down the flat bridge of his nose. You loved singing him to sleep or rocking him whenever he began to fuss, dropping everything to come and comfort your baby brother. And even though he is all grown up and is ‘too cool’ for your affections, you still give it to him anyway.
Not like the teen boy would ever admit it, but he loves whenever you’d rub his back when he didn’t feel good, rebraid his hair when it outgrew the current braids, hug him a little too long after a scouting mission, and especially when you’d pat the empty side of your mat for him to lay down on, comforting him with your warm embrace as he dozed off into a peaceful slumber. When he was younger, he was much more greedy with your attention and affections, pouting to you whenever you gave Neteyam or Kiri an extra kiss goodnight or fussing when you didn’t say your usual goodbye before heading off to train for the day. Lo’ak was practically attached to your hip throughout his adolescence years, clinging to your leg wherever you went. There was always a different connection you and Lo’ak had compared to your other siblings. It was something special and was hard to explain. You just understood one another, no matter how either of you looked or what you went through.
“What’s wrong, baby bro?” Your voice asked, concern laced in your voice.
Of course you knew what was wrong. You practically heard the whole thing from the other side of the island. It didn’t take long for Tuk to inform you of what happened when you arrived home either, sadness written on her face as she told you the story and how they haven’t seen Lo’ak since then.
You found him minutes after your interaction with Tuktirey. He was sitting on the beach, staring off into the horizon as the waves lazily lapped at his feet, legs brought up to his chest as his chin rested on his scarred knees.
“Nothing,” Lo’ak mumbled, eyes stuck on the eclipsing sun. He refused to look weak in front of others, not wanting to ruin his image as Toruk Makto’s second son, especially if it was someone he looked up to.
You hummed in response, not believing his statement. Lo’ak was unbelievably stubborn, something he got from your Mother. It was a good trait to have at times, but it made it harder to break down the boys walls when they needed breaking. Too stubborn for his own good, you thought, settling yourself next to your brother.
“Sure, and the sky is green,” you replied, smirking at your stupid joke. But Lo’ak only rolled his eyes and huffed your way, bringing his knees closer to his chest.
You always tried to crack a joke or two to make him feel better. It worked at times, usually when he was younger. You hadn’t tried this method in a while, too caught up with running away from your home clan and trying to fit into the Metkayina’s way of life. You hadn’t been able to comfort Lo’ak the past times he got scolded by your Father. Something that you felt sorry for and regretted. You were the eldest Sully child. You felt the need to comfort all of your siblings whenever they needed it. You felt awful for not being there for your youngest brother when he desperately needed it.
“I think what you did back there was stupid,” you started, your words causing Lo’ak’s ears to pin themselves to the sides of his head, “Talking back to the Olo’eyktan was really stupid. Especially in front of the Tsahìk. I mean, she scares the absolute shit out of me.”.
Your words seemed to have an effect on Lo’ak as you heard a small sniffle come from him, signaling that he was going to cry or already was. Your heart dropped at that fact, urging yourself to finish your thoughts.
“But, I think it was also brave,” you add on, turning your head to face Lo’ak, watching his reactions, “I don’t think I could ever do what you did. I’d probably shit my pants before speaking to Tonowari like that. You truly have bigger balls than me, little brother. I also think that it was sick that you bonded with a tulkun. I mean, that’s gotta be like, a record or something! First Omatikaya to ever bond with a tulkun.”.
And before Lo’ak could even utter a word, you wrapped up your thoughts with a final, “Has a nice ring to it: Lo’ak, the Tulkun Rider.”.
Fat tears run down the expanse of Lo’ak’s cheeks, rolling down the skin and onto his neck and chest. He felt so frustrated with his parents and how no one was listening to him about Payakan. How no one cared about what he saw or what he felt when he bonded with the creature. He saw what he saw and felt what he felt. He knew out of any of them the truth about what happened and how much regret Payakan carried around. It wasn’t fair. None of it was.
You gently placed a hand onto your brothers shaking shoulder, bringing him in closer towards your body so he could lean into you. Your four-fingered hand came to grasp his five-fingered hand, thumb rubbing the back of his hand in comfort.
“I’m really sorry that I wasn’t there for you before to comfort you. I should’ve been there for you when you needed me,” you whisper, the hand on his shoulder moving to his head to play with his grown out braids. I’ll have to convince him to let me rebraid them, you thought to yourself, knowing that it won’t take much for him to agree to your request.
“I’m sorry that Dad yelled at you and made you feel the way that you feel. He’s always so harsh on you. It’s not fair,” you added, soothing down his hair as his cries quieted down and softened. “He treats us like soldiers instead of children. He seems to be stuck in his tawtute ways recently,” you continued, shaking your head at the realization.
“For what it’s worth, Lo’ak. I believe you,” you said, causing him to pull away from your figure and to stare up at you in shock.
“You do?” He asked, ears perking back up in interest.
You merely nod, smiling down at your brother, “You’ll have to take me to meet Payakan one day, baby bro.”.
Lo’ak brightly grinned at your words, jumping up to hug you. “You’ll love him, sis! I’ve already told him all about you,” he commented, excitement evident in his voice.
“All good things I hope,” you laugh out, embracing Lo’ak.
Lo’ak only hummed and nodded in response, suddenly tired from all of the crying he did. He reached up a fist to rub his eye, ears flickering back as he did so. You knew he was tired. You could see it all over his face.
“Turn around,” you whispered, gesturing for your brother to turn his body around so his back would be facing you. He obeyed your order, sitting crossed legged as his tail wrapped around his waist and slightly curled at the end, anticipating your next move.
Once you put your fingers in his hair and began to slowly unbraid each braid one by one, a smile creeped onto Lo’ak’s face as he relaxed against your swift and gentle fingers. He missed the times where you would willingly rebraid his hair for him and put beads in his hair that matched the ones in yours. It was nice to have you do something that comforted him when he was child again. It was nice to have you comfort him. It was nice to have you as an older sister.
As time passed and the sky got darker, Neytiri had begun to look for her two missing children, stumbling upon them on the shoreline seated next to each other as they whispered and giggled amongst one another. The Mother of five smiled at the sight before her, heart swelling at the interaction. She knew of the kind of connection you shared, knowing that it ran deep and beyond her understanding as a Mother. She knew that no matter what, you’ll always have each other. Yeah, she thought, he’ll be just fine.
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bartxnhood · 1 year
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all the stars | atwow
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| sully!family x fem!sully!reader
summary: based on this request.
warnings: reading feeling insecure, crying, jake and neytiri being the best parents to you
word bank: skxawng- idiot. ite- daughter. sa’nok - mother. itetsyip - little daughter(endearing). mawey - calm.
a/n: hi my lovies !! this is my first ever avatar piece so i’m so very sorry if it isn’t entirely accurate. i also haven’t seen twow yet (but i’ve basically had the entire movie spoiled so😭) so, im always open for criticism and feedback. also this didn’t go in the direction i wanted it to but i still hope you all enjoy this one <3
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growing up as a sully had its hardships. you were different from the other na’vi people because of who your father was. they saw you differently, you had an extra finger, and you were slightly shorter than your siblings and the people in your village.
but, it never stopped your family from loving you unconditionally. jake was your number one supporter, as his firstborn daughter he was highly protective of you but he gave you the freedom you deserved because he knew you could handle yourself and he always kept an eye out for you.
neytiri, your mother was strong, brave, and capable of anything she had to do. you took a lot after her, you were skilled when it came to hunting. she taught you everything you knew. she was so proud to be your mother, to have you as her daughter. you were the most beautiful thing she had done.
you were very close with your siblings. growing up, you were still young with lo’ak was born but with kiri and tuk you would always play with them, you were the big sister everyone dreamed of.
with neteyam, it was different. sure, he may be older but you were always a helping hand if he needed you. or, if he was having a hard time he always came to you. he took care of you as an older brother should, but sometimes he just needs a shoulder to lean on.
“y/n!” tuk cheered as you walked back to your home, you had gone out with kiri for a while to enjoy nature and help your sister find some items for her jewelry making. “tuk-tuk!” you beamed as she ran into your arms. “i made you something!” she handed you a piece of jewelry she had made, “oh my, ewya, this is gorgeous!” you grinned, “thank you” she watched as you put the piece on and she giggled. “so pretty!” tuk left your embrace, leading you back home where you were met with the rest of your family.
on one occasion, lo’ak, neteyam, and your father went out to hunt for a while but when they returned you knew the atmosphere was dull. mostly coming from lo’ak, you felt his sadness. “did he yell at you again?” you pulled lo’ak to the side he nodded, hanging his head low. “i’ll talk with him, okay?” you smiled, bringing your younger brother into a hug. “stay out of trouble, skxawng” the both of you laughed.
you were the daughter and sister they adored.
though, when you arrived at the metkayina clan things shifted. you weren’t as happy as you used to be, and it was hard adjusting to the different lifestyle. it didn’t help how the people saw you as a demon, often making comments on your appearance.
of course, you changed. you were slowly beginning to hate yourself.
“ma ite” your ears perked up, whipping your head around to find your mother who was approaching. “sa’nok” you answered, looking down at the sand. “what is wrong my child?” she questioned, coming by your side. it was late into the night, you weren’t able to sleep. you were tired of being alone with your mind so, you decided to get up and sit for a while in attempts to clear your head.
your family had moved to the oceanside in hopes of refuge. unlike the others, you felt alone. compared to the forest this was all so different, you missed playing in the trees, laying in the lush forest grass with your siblings. getting used to the sand and water was different, but oh was it beautiful.
the others noticed how you were different they’d poke fun at your height, your hands, your fingers, and your hair. it hurt, you’d stay up every night wondering if you were the problem.
were you that much of a disappointment to your family?
you shrugged, turning and facing the sea. “i don’t know, mother” you lied, fidgeting with your fingers. “just could not sleep” you felt her hand rest on your shoulder, of course, you knew that she knew something was wrong. it was your mother, she knew everything. “something is troubling you” you nodded, pursing your lips. “what is it, my child?” tears welled in your eyes, ears flattened as you looked at your lap. “i’m alien. everyone hates me.”
neytiri felt her heartbreak, seeing you like this and thinking people could hate you. how could anyone hate her special girl? she pulled you close to her, resting her head on yours as you quietly sobbed into her chest “oh..itetsyip” she cooed, brushing your hair behind your ear.
“what’s going on?” jake emerges from the hut after hearing a bit of commotion. you both raised your head turning back to find your father. his eyes scanned you, and seeing your puffy eyes he went into full dad mode. then, he looked at neytiri and they held eye contact for a moment.
you weren’t okay.
“what’s wrong, babygirl?” he asked, coming to your side. you felt a lump in your throat when he asked, all this time you had been bottling it up and now, you were about to explode. “i’m so tired” you cried, falling into his arms. jake held you tightly, neytiri rubbing your back gently, “shhh, mawey mawey.” your mother hushed your cries.
“i’m sorry if i’m a disappointment, father. i’m trying my hardest” you cried into his arms. you weren’t able to take the pain much longer. you began to hate yourself. “look at me.” he pulled you from his embrace, holding your face. “you are not a disappointment. i don’t want you to ever say that about yourself again, okay?”
as a father, you’d never want to hear your children say they were a disappointment. you were the greatest thing jake ever did. “yes sir” you nodded, wiping away your tears. “my daughter.” neytiri grabbed your attention, wiping away your tears. “ewya blessed me with the honor of being your mother.” she smiled sadly, “more than all of the stars in the sky, you are so loved. ma y/n” she pressed a kiss on the top of your head.
“let us go to bed now, it is late.” she stood up, reaching for your hands and jake followed suit.
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marydiva-17 · 30 days
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Meeting kawwney
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This is what kawwney looks like
full name : kawwney te tonowari
title : warrior, hunter, and future olo’eythan
personality
Serious
humorous
smart
romantic
kindhearted
details
he can be overprotective of his family and clan
he really doesn’t like Jake or neytiri or any of the other adults from your former clan.
he knows some of the sky people speech from you.
he doesn’t allow anyone to call you a freak.
he loves the triples to death and will do anything for them, even tell them human stories that he hates.
the boys are his mini version that what you call them, while you daughter is just like you.
he had taught the kids how to swim when you were busy.
he has lessons with his brothers and will be helping your brothers.
please ask any questions if you have any for me
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tinkerbelle05 · 1 year
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Characters: Sully family x reader, Neteyam x reader, Jake x reader, Neteyiri x reader, Lo’ak x reader, platonic, fem-reader
Genre: Domestic fluff, fluff
Warning: none :)
Summary: Family days are something important for the Sully’s. So, when they are given a day free of the responsibilities as leaders, they spend the day together as a family.
Word count: 1, 395
Translation : Ma’evi = My child
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It was a bright, sunny day when Neytiri and Jake took you out. These types of days were rare because of how busy both Jake and Neytiri were with clan duties, Jake is the Olo'eyktan after all. So, because of that Jake and Neytiri wanted to let you choose where they’ll be exploring today. Last time you all went swimming in the river at eclipse and Jake even taught you how to fish for the first time.
But today, you were quite content with running through the tropical jungle that you called home. The feeling of the soil underneath your feet, and hearing the ruffles of the plants as you move past them.
“Mom, Mom, look!” You yelled with excitement, sparkles in your eyes. Neytiri watched with soft, fond eyes. They were enormous, twisting and contorting in ways that could always take away your breath. Even your father, Jake Sully, is still blown away at the sight of the alien greenery
At the sight of a plant that resembled a water slide, you looked up to your father, pleading with big puppy dog eyes. Jake knew instantly what your intentions were and let out a soft chuckle. He was always the more lenient parent and would let things slide that Neytiri would never dream of. Like that one time, he let you ride on his ikran.
“Can we pleaseeeee slide on them, Daddy?” Adding that at the end would always increase your chances. Jake was a sucker for you.
All he could do was hide his smirk as he turned to Neytiri, giving her the same puppy dog eyes you had given him just a moment before. On your own, she would often say no but to the both of you, she was at your mercy.
And so, with a roll of her eyes, Neytiri could huff and agree. You did a little victory dance before rushing over to begin climbing the plant. You’d often see other people from the clan sliding down them, and it always looked like they were having a blast. Their laughs danced across the air and smile warmed each other's hearts. So of course you wanted to have a turn, wishing for a moment like that with your parents.
Just as you reached the top your mother called up to you “Now, I know this looks fun but you could get seriously hurt if you’re not careful. So listen to me.” She explained what to do and what not to do when sliding down.
You nodded your head and eagerly listened, not wanting to upset your mom by being careless. You watched as Neytiri showed you what to do with her hands, a habit she’d always had when explaining things. And so whatever direction she turned her body in, whether her body was relaxed or stiff, you committed everything to memory.
“Okay baby, you sure you don’t want daddy to go first?” Jake asked you. “No!” You huffed at him and crossed your arms over your chest. “It‘s my turn. Then you can go, Dad.”
And so, you sat at the top of the slide and pushed yourself. Oh, Eywa now this was an experience that was alien to you and yet you welcomed it all the same. Ringing in your ears as you passed your parents and the adrenaline rushing through you. The leaf was soft but sturdy and held your weight comfortably and the wind was pushing against your face, leaving your hair to fly around you.
Seconds later you landed on the floor with a thud, although that was quickly replaced by your laughter. You leaped up from the ground and ran over to your mom. “Did you see? Did you see me, Mom? Eywa, that was so much fun. May I go again, Mom?”
“You did so well, ma’evi,” Your mother praised, a soft smile on her face at your joy. “Now let’s watch your father before you go again, okay?”
Nodding with excitement you quickly stood up, ecstatic to see your father go down the slide. He’s always doing some extra to see your smile. Whether it was shooting two arrows at once or doing loops with his ikran. However, today was not that day as you watched him slide clumsily down the plant and land with a loud painful thud on the ground.
You gasped in horror before rushing over to check on him. “Daddy, are you okay?” You fell to the floor and patted his shoulder in a comforting manner.
Jake lay on the floor groaning in pain but looked up to you, giving you a small smile. “Gimme a second, baby. Just gimme a second.”
Whereas you were concerned, your mother was rather annoyed and unimpressed with her mate but her daughter saw a smirk forming on her face.
“Seriously, Jake?” she questioned him. “Get up, you skxawng. You should be filled with shame, your child is better at this than you.” She kicks him in his side before walking off.
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Several years have passed by and the family has grown. But something that has never changed was the family days. Today it was Netyiri, Neteyam, and you (although now you were older), all sliding down the plant with grace and agility. By this alone it shows that the two of you are definitely your mother’s children.
Once at the base of the plant, the three of you look up to see Jake and Lo’ak.
“It's a shame that Kiri didn't wanna join us,” Neteyam notes while stretching his limbs. “Yea, knowing her, she’s probably running around in her own world.” You chuckle, creating a mental image of what Kiri is doing right now.
When Neteyam saw Lo’ak getting into position, he yelled out, “You got this bro!” He cheered for his brother but you can see the sly smirk on his face. He’s low key hoping that Lo’ak will fall flat on his face.
All of you watched as Jake got into position to slide down as well. Uh oh.
…But then he slipped and while trying to gain balance he grabbed onto something. That something being Lo’ak who wasn’t paying attention AT ALL.
He was more focused on relaying what you and Neytiri have told him and which form to use. All three of you watch as the father and son chaotic duo stumble down the leaf, the complete opposite of how you’ve done it. Neteyam winced at the loud thud their fall caused, and did you hear something breaking??
“Are you guys okay?” Neteyam asks them and walks over. “That must have hurt.” Neither of them answer in favor of trying (and failing) to catch their breaths because the air got knocked right out of them.
“Damn,” Lo’ak groans. “I think I broke something. Or sprained it at the very least.”
“Yea me too..” Jake agreed with him. Netyiri just stares in shock and dismay because they have been both practicing to not fall. At least it wasn’t on their face like last time. Those two somehow always do exactly what she doesn't want them to do.
“Please, Great Mother, give me strength-” Netyiri mutters under her breath, not even sparing a glance to her son and mate.
“Nooo, Lo’ak. You’ve been making good progress too.” You looked down at him in pity.
Neteyam, over his initial worry, is now laughing his ass off. At least someone got something they wanted out of this, and well it is pretty funny. “Like son, like father. Right, (Y/N)?”
Lo’ak looked up at his brother, always looking for a chance to correct his older brother. “Actually, bro, you got it backward. It’s ‘Like father, like son.’”
Jake’ face scrunched up in thought and then nodded. “Yeah, ‘Teyeam he’s right-“
All of you told them to shut up in perfect unison.
“Well in any case, I’m sure our new sibling would be better than you, Lo’ak.” Neteyam taunts with a shit eating grin on his face.
“Oh shut up!” He yells.
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armins-main-hoe · 8 months
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Odd socks | chapter 6
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(I’m alive I swear guys)
His fingers went over the scars on her skin, his touch soft and gentle. She didn’t like the way her body leaned into his touch a little, as if she liked it. 
“What are you doing?” Y/n asked Ao’nung. His eyes left her skin and looked up into hers. He does that face she hates, that dumb one with his dumb smirk. 
“You know scars like these take years to fade. You’ll probably still have them by the time you’ve had kids. That is if there is any man unfortunate enough to have you as his wife.” 
Y/n wanted to throw another shell at him so bad right now. It was a week ago when she had both her brothers came out of the sea with fish bites, though it seemed Y/n got the most out of the three. Now most of the bites had healed but left behind scars. She already had scars from previous fish bites so now it seems as if her whole body is littered with them. 
“Shut up.” She stood up from her spot on the sand, dusting herself off. 
“Am I lying though?” There was a small laugh in his tone as he got up as well. 
“Go annoy someone else, I don’t have time for you.” She scowled, walking in the direction back to her marui but he kept taunting her, teasing her. How is she supposed to not punch him? Her patience wore thin and she then shoved him away from her, making him stumble back and fall down. 
“Vonvä’” She mumbles and continues walking away. 
Ao’nung blinks away the shock from his fall and glares at the forest girl’s back as she walks away from him. Sure, he was being a jerk to her, he knows but he believes his actions are justified, sort of. 
Ever since that forest family came to stay, his life has been nothing but hell. Y/n and her family have made a rather good impression on the clan already despite what they themselves might think. Ao’nung hears what his friends and the other kids say about them, at first it was words that made fun of the forest kids, which was perfect, it still had everyone looking up to him and looking down on them or rather her. However, she was a quick learner, she can ride an Ilu, weave baskets, braid hair, make accessories with what the sea provides, make healing pastes. In other words, she was perfect. It was as if everything was second nature to her.
He heard others start to talk differently about them. Even during family meal times, he would have to endure his parents and Tsireya praising the forest family. Praising her. He hates it. He has had dreams where she is standing before him, everyone praising her and looking down on him. He’d die before it ever comes to that in real life. She is a forest person and she has no business here with the sea. 
Oh Ewya she annoyed his very being, the corners of his mouth turned up to let out a snarl as he watched her dark blue figure enter her Mauri. He got up and walked the other way, he was pissed. So pissed at her, and her family, and his father and at himself.
“Ao’nung!” He heard someone call out to him. He looked over at it was his friend.
“What.” He was irritated already, if his friend decides to be annoying he’ll actually-
“You got to check this forest girl out, she’s actually lost it.”
What-
Now ao’nung was interested. He followed his friend who led him back to the direction of the forest family’s mauri, just below was very shallow water where a forest girl was laying on her stomach, head in the water.
‘Is that y/n?’ Ao’nung thought as he watched from afar. His other friends were watching her, laughing quietly amongst themselves. When ao’nung approached them, they made space for him to stand in the middle of the group, a clear view of a dark blue girl minding her own business.
Ao’nung smirked.
“Let’s go closer” he said, his friends let out a few excited words, laughing quietly again, following ao’nung as he walked closer and closer to Y/n.
He was going to get back at her.
“She’s just looking at the sand”
Wait…
“Ahahaha”
Wait no that’s not-
“Huh?” The forest girl lifted her head and ao’nung had to hold in his shock when he saw that it wasn’t Y/n but her sister, Titi. No.. Piri? Oh he can’t remember.
“What you’d say?” She shook the water off her face and stood up. Ao’nung can’t back down now though.. not when his friends are watching. He really did think it was Y/n so he was fine with teasing and annoying her. But it isn’t y/n. It’s her sister.
So what? They’re both the same. Both are forest aliens.
“Are you some kind of freak?” Ao’nung asked.
“He asked if you are a freak.” His friend clarified.
Y/N’s sister sighed and shook her head. “No.” She began walking away but ao’nung and his friends followed her.
“Are you sure? I mean, you’re not even real Na’vi.” Ao’nung smirked, walking around her. When she didn’t say anything, he tried provoking her further. “Look at this hands.” He tried grabbing her hand but she pulled it away.
So he went to grab them again.
“I mean look at them” he emphasises.
“HEY!”
Ao’nung and his friends turned around at the voice. It was Y/N’s younger brother, noah. No. It began with L right?
“Back off fish lips.”
Whatever, his name is irrelevant anyway.
“Oh~ another four fingered freak!” Ao’nung laughed, the smaller forest boy may have came acting like the hero but he was greatly outnumbered, ao’nung and his friends began to tease and taunt him.
“Leave us alone!” Piri or titi, whatever her name is shouted. But her voice was ignored. Ao’nung kept laughing.
Yes. This is it. Make everyone look down on them so they can look up at him. This is how it should be. This is perfect.
Ao’nung felt a hard hand grab his shoulder and force him to turn around. It was neteyam. His friends and lo’ak stopped squabbling. Ao’nung glared silently at the older boy.
“You heard what she said.” Neteyam’s voice was alarmingly calm. “Leave them alone”
“Aww~ big brother coming-“ ao’nung’s friend spoke up, his voice taunting but ao’nung stopped him for speaking any further. He hated the sully’s that’s true. But he isn’t a fool. He knew it would be unwise to start a fight with the eldest son of the sully’s.
“Back off.” Neteyam let out his last word through his teeth. “Now.”
Ao’nung smirked and put his hands up, mimicking surrender.
Neteyam kept his eyes on ao’nung as he spoke again. “Smart choice.” He looked at his friends. “And from now on, I need you to respect my sister. Both my sisters.”
Ao’nung said nothing but kept glaring. That dumb friend let out a hiss as if still wanting to fight, ao’nung held him back with a single hand.
“Let’s go.” Neteyam took his two siblings and walked away.
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Y/n had been sent out by her father to go catch fish, enough for dinner to feed the whole family. She was only allowed to hunt by the shore line so she was limited with how many fish she could hunt.
By the time she came back, 10 fishes in her large pouch and a few fruits she found, she was confused when she couldn’t find her dad.
“Dad?” She called out in the empty mauri, putting her bag down to the side. She was about to go and look outside the marui pod when she heard footsteps nearby, her dad’s footsteps. She turned around and within seconds Jake came in with her brothers.
She gasped at the sight of them.
Both had looked like they were beaten up, neteyam sporting a busted lip, lo’ak’s skin having patches of dark red, irritated skin that will bruise over night.
“What happened?” She muttered as she walked over to them.
“What was the one thing I asked? One thing.” Jake ignored Y/N’s question, his mind too busy buzzing around with the thought of his idiotic sons.
“Stay out of trouble.” Both boys whispered. Y/n inspected both her brothers, she went to lo’ak first, holding his chin and making him look at her so she she could see his injuries closer. His nose was bleeding. Lo’ak shook her off.
“It was my fault.” Neteyam stepped forward.
“I don’t think so. You got to stop taking the heat for this knuckle head” Jake glared at his youngest son.
Y/n moved over to Neteyam, too shocked and worried to even remember that she and him had argued and had not spoken to each other for days.
“Ao’nung was picking on Kiri, called her a freak.” Lo’ak explained himself, Jake sucked in air through his teeth, looking away.
“He did what?!?” Y/n is was mid inspecting Neteyam’s injuries when she turned her head sharply to look at lo’ak when she heard what happened. “He called her what??” She need to hear lo’ak say it again. She was gonna fuck that sea Bitch up.
“Go apologise to Ao’nung.” Jake spoke softly.
“What.” Both lo’ak and Y/n spoke. Clearly ao’nung is in fault, why should lo’ak apologise.
“He’s the chief’s son. Do you understand.” Y/n looked at her father in disbelief. Neteyam held onto her arm to stop her from going out to find ao’nung herself.
“Just go. I don’t care how you do it, just go make peace.” Jake sighed and lo’ak went out to go find Ao’nung.
“Socks, you will stay put.” Jake warned her.
“Whaaat???”
Neteyam’s hold on her hand tightened.
“Let lo’ak do it himself. You stay here in the marui. Patch neteyam up or something.” Jake then left after giving her a final warning.
Once her father left she looked at neteyam in disbelief.
“Did you hear what I heard?” She asked him.
“Socks..”
“Dad is unbelievable.” She moved to go through a few small pots in the corner.
“Y/n listen-“
“That dumb overgrown fish decided to flap his tiny flippers at you and Lo’ak and it’s your fault?” She pulled neteyam down to sit next to her.
“I said listen-“
“Why should lo’ak apologise? It’s that son of a bit-“
“Y/n!” Neteyam held her shoulder and pushed to make her torso turn and face him. She stopped talking at looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears that barely clung to her waterline.
“It’s not fair.” Her voice came out quieter than before. She looked down and picked up a clean rag and dampened it in a bowl of water.
“Y/n, dad knew it isn’t our fault.” Neteyam spoke softly. This probably is the first real conversation they have had since their argument. Before it was just small words and quick replies, most of the time they would avoid and ignore each other.
“Then why did he go and say all that?” She tried blinking away tears as she cleaned off dry blood on his face.
“He had to. He’s doing what he can to help our family fit in here.” Neteyam watched as his sister held in her tears. He moved a hand to hold her face.
“Y/n, sister, why are you crying?”
Her hand trembled as she continued cleaning his cuts.
“I’m not.”
“You are.”
“Neteyam I’m-“
“You said it.”
She looked up at him, confused.
“What?”
He smiled softly.
“You said my name. It’s been a while since I heard you say it.”
She continued to look at him confused as he grinned stupidly at her. Her bottom lip wobbled and she smacked his shoulder.
“Ow!” He flinched back, rubbing his shoulder and lifting his eyes to glare at his sister but his eyes softened immediately when he saw a stream of tears running down her face. “Socks..” he moved closer to her, holding her in his arms even though he was still sore from the fight.
She cried for a while before calming down, her sobs reduced so small hiccups.
“What’s wrong? Are you crying because me and Lo’ak got hurt?” Neteyam asked.
“I’m never there.”
Now neteyam looked at her confused.
“What? Where do you need to be?”
“With you! With Kiri, Lo’ak and Tuk! I’m never there when I need to be.” Her voice wavered and neteyam brushed away her tears. “Even back when we are in the forest. I wasn’t there when… when you four were attacked by those human na’vi. I wasn’t there today when something as bad as a whole physical fight broke out. I know I’m not as reliable as you but I still want to be the big sister and protect you all…”
Neteyam closed his eyes and held his sister’s hands.
“Socks.. no.. Y/n, you do know that the younger three look up to you as much as they look up to me, right? If not then more.”
Y/n let out a small hiccup and looked up at him. Neteyam continued.
“We are twins, sister. You and me. However that does not mean we must compare ourselves to every little thing. You are Y/N. You are socks. You are the first daughter of Toruk makto. You protected our siblings from ao’nung before I even stepped in and did anything. You hit him with that shell remember? You protected Tuk and all I did was shout at you for it.”
Y/n felt her eyes water again, Neteyam kept holding her hands.
“I am sorry. I got too caught up in trying to do everything in a strategic way, my way, that I forgot to understand your way. I even refused to understand where you were coming from. You are amazing Y/n and I’m sorry I got too blind to see it.”
Neteyam looked into her eyes. Her eyes that were the exact same as his. Same shape, size and colour. He looked at her. He looked at his sister, his twin sister, his other half.
“I see you, sister.” He whispered.
Y/n chocked back on a sob and blinked away tears. She hated arguing with neteyam the most out of all of her siblings because it hurts the most. They hadn’t even spoken or looked at each other properly since their argument and it took neteyam getting physically hurt for her to talk to him again.
“I see you, brother.” She whispered back. Her arms wrapping around his body as she hugged him. He hugged her back and they stayed like that for a while.
“So how badly did you beat up ao’nung?” She asked, pulling away from him.
Neteyam chuckled.
“Well he is the cheif’s son, so I didn’t hurt him too bad but his friends however…” he trailed off but Y/n knew what he meant.
She lightly smacked him this time.
“Those poor boys. They probably don’t even know what a punch was, much less the types of punches. You should have gone easy on them.” She teased.
“I did go easy on them!”
She laughed. “Yeah right. You probably gave it your all, I know you weren’t holding back.”
“No socks, believe me, I was still holding my true strength in. I was holding my mighty warrior strength back.”
She laughed even more while going back to tending to his cuts and bruises.
After she was done patching neteyam up she was about to put all the healing paste and blood stained cloths away before she remembered she has another beaten up brother. She looked out of the marui and saw it was late already, the light of the day was gone and now stars littered the sky.
Y/n looked back at Neteyam.
“Lo’ak should be back by now, right? I was going to help him with that bloody nose of his.” She sighed.
Neteyam got up. “I’ll go get him, you should probably make more paste, he has bruises on his legs everywhere.”
Y/n nodded and went further in to the marui pod while neteyam went out, his steps calm as he went. Time passed and Neytiri came in with Tuk, chopping up the fish Y/n had caught earlier, however Neteyam still didn’t arrive.
Being a little worried that perhaps another fight broke out, and if that was the case then Y/n would not hesitate to jump in and fight as well, so she was about to head out of the mauri pod when she saw her father and Kiri talking.
“Mighty..” she heard Kiri say. What was mighty?
Just then Y/n heard footsteps and turned her head to see who it was. It was Neteyam and Ao’nung. Y/n couldn’t help the disgusted look on her face when her eyes landed on the sea boy. Why is he here?
Neteyam pulled Ao’nung over to Jake.
“Tell him. Tell him what you told me!” Neteyam’s voice wasn’t calm like it always was, no this time Y/n could hear the pure fear in his voice.
As she heard Ao’nung talk, she quickly understood why. Each word made her heart drop.
Lo’ak. Lost in sea. Alone. Missing.
Ao’nung you son of a bitch-
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Stars and Moon, Guide me Tonight
Chapter 2
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✨You were everything to me, my stars and moon, now the sky looks so dark without you✨
Dividers by @cafekitsune
AN: So I decided to give readers ikran a name as I did originally in-vision the ikran being named Oare, which means moon in Na’vi. There might be some grammar or messed up words mistakes that I haven’t caught yet, I do write these on my phone. But I will try my best to edit and fix all the mistakes. Also I decided to say 5 fingers instead of 4 like in the movie as I personally count the thumb as a finger.
Word count: 4k+
TW: cursing, description of fighting, mention of a nose bleed, Aonung being a bully.
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I was walking around High Camp with Lo’ak and Neteyam, rubbing my thumb over my necklace that held a cerulean gemstone in the middle, along with smaller amber gems on both sides of the bigger gem, there were also little carved stars dangling from each gem. I was still heartbroken about Spider being taken by the RDA, as I knew he could be in danger as they would try to get him to tell them everything. But I knew Spider wouldn't because he was family, and he loved us.
“He’ll be fine y/n, Spider is strong, he won't give up that easily,” Neteyam spoke up, trying to comfort me as he knew I was hurting from the loss of a dear friend. “I know, but I just worry what they'll do to him, and I feel bad that we aren't going after him to save him, I mean he is practically family, Mom and Dad would have raged hell on Pandora if one of us were taken,” I told Neteyam, as my ears drooped.
Neteyam, Lo’ak, and I noticed Kiri and Tuk leaning against the family tent, Tuk gazing in from the gap at the bottom. “What's going on?” Neteyam quietly asked Kiri, which led her to put her hand up to be quiet as the three of us walked over to the tent. “…This is our family. This is our home” we heard our mother exclaim. “This is about our family. This is about our little ones.” Jake replied.
“I cannot. You can't ask this.” Neytiri sighed as she went over pick up what looks like a pot and put it with the other items in a basket. “I cannot leave my people, I will not” Neytiri firmly said to Jake. “He’s hunting us. He’s targeting our family.” Jake tried to reason with Neytiri. “You cannot ask this!” Neytiri snapped at Jake. “The children. Everything they’ve ever known. The forest. This is our home!” Neytiri raised her voice at Jake.
“He had our children. He had ‘em under his knife!” Jake's eyes held fear in them as he remembered what had transpired. Neytiri flinched at the thought, her tail flicking back and forth. She then grabbed her bow, the one her father gave to her before he passed away. She was slightly shaking as she brought it over to Jake. “My father gave me this bow as he lay dying” Neytiri’s voice started to crack. “And he said protect the People. You’re Toruk Makto!” Neytiri cried out.
“This will protect the People! Quaritch has Spider. And that kid knows everything. He knows our whole operation, and he can lead them right in here.” Jake slightly snapped. Neteyam, Lo’ak, Kiri, and I all looked at each other in disbelief and shock, Tuk still peered into the tent. “Spider would never tell Quaritch anything…He’s too loyal to betray us, and he would rather die than put us in danger” I mumbled to my siblings, saddened by my father’s words.
“If the People harbor us, they will die. Do you understand?” Jake said gravely to Neytiri. Neytiri took a shaky breath and slowly looked down. “Look, I got nothing. I got no plan…” Jake admitted and sighed. “But I can protect this family. That I can do.” All I heard was my mother taking a deep breath and sighing. “But I know one thing. Wherever we go, this family is our fortress” Jake’s voice was low.
I was quiet as I was collecting my things to take with me. I packed all my gems, star and moon carvings, and persevered flowers, only taking what had sentimental value to me. I held a preserved moon flower in my hand, remembering the day Neteyam gave it to me when he came back from a hunting trip. He told me how he wanted to get it for me so I could adorn my hair with it as I loved putting flowers into my hair,also that the flower reminded him of my love for the night sky. I did wear it in my hair for awhile before persevering it so it didn’t wilt. I sighed as I made sure everything was packed and headed out to where my family were, not ready to face what’s about to come.
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I was in a daze as I watched my grandmother Mo’at take off the Olo’eyktan cloak from Jake and put it on Tarsem. It felt like my whole life was changing, that everything I knew was becoming a blurred memory. Tarsem sliced Jake’s chest to symbolize Jake “dying” in order for there to be a new Olo’eyktan. Neteyam started gently pulling my arm, as I wasn’t moving when our family started walking away. Everything sounds so muffled, like I was under water and couldn’t escape.
We started to prepare our ikrans for the long journey ahead of us. Mo’at came to say goodbye, Lo’ak handed Neytiri her bow, which she stashed away. Jake sighed and helped Kiri make sure she was strapped in on the saddle of her ikran. Neytiri started crying as she walked over to her mother, and gave her a tearful hug. Tuk then walked over to Mo’at, begging her to come with us. But Mo’at shook her head as she told Tuk that the People needed their Tsahìk.
I took a shaky breath and ran over to Mo’at, giving her a big hug along with Tuk. “I’ll miss you so much grandma” I cried into Mo’at’s shoulder. “I’ll miss you too, y/n” Mo’at tearfully replied. I then climbed onto my Ikran Oare and wrapped my woven shawl tighter around me. We all took off and started flying away from the forest, my heart felt heavy as I looked back at the retreating forest, unsure of how the future will look.
It felt like we were flying for a lifetime, it was storming pretty bad in the open waters. The waves were large enough to crash into us as we kept following Jake, trying to navigate through the storm. Soon the storm cleared up and it was just a vast ocean ahead of us. I was extremely mentally exhausted from the many hours, practically what felt like days, of flying. Tuk had fallen asleep against Neytiri, snuggled up into the shawl Neytiri wrapped around both of them.
“Dad, are we there yet?” I whined at Jake as I just wanted to arrive wherever my father was taking us. “No, we still have a bit of ways,” Jake replied, keeping his eyes forward. I groaned and rolled my eyes as I wanted my boredom to end. “I spy with my little eye…something blue?” I spoke up, trying to remember all the “road trip” games Jake had taught us when we were younger.
“The ocean” Lo’ak deadpanned and rolled his eyes at me as it was practically the only blue thing around. “No…it was your ikran” I mumbled as it was in fact the ocean. After a bit of silence I decided to try something else. “99 bottles of juice on the wall, 99 bottles of juice, take one down, pass it around, now it’s 98 bottles of juice on the wall, 98 bottles of juice on the wall, 98 bottles of juice, take one down, pass it around, now there’s 97 bottles of juice on the wall…” I started to sing. I got to around 88 before Lo’ak groan as the song was getting annoying.
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I sighed and stopped singing, deciding it was getting boring. I pulled a snack out of my pouch and fed it to Oare. “There you go girl,” I smile at my Ikran. Soon we were flying over bright crystal waters, with fish and all sorts of sea life swimming around. There was a rock-like structure, separating the harsh waves of the ocean from the calm waters by the islands. As we flew over it, I could hear the Na’vi below yipping and chattering, announcing our arrival to anyone who could hear.
A blow horn was sounded as we got closer to Awa’atlu, close to landing on the beach. As we landed I noticed most of the villagers running over to us. Neytiri helped Tuk off her ikran, and went to grab her bow. “Hey, leave it,” Jake told Neytiri. I got off of Oare and took a deep breath, taking in the ocean air. “On me” Jake nodded to Kiri, Neteyam, Lo’ak, and me as he slightly adjusted his loincloth. We started walking closer to the villagers, Jake and Neteyam holding their hands out to show that we come in peace.
Neytiri softly called Tuk over, holding her hand. “Be nice, '' Jake whispered to us. “Who are they?” Tuk softly asked. “Be nice, '' Neytiri repeated Jake’s words. I kept myself by Neteyam, uncomfortable with all the eyes on us. A circle started to form around us, curious glances amongst the people. Then two boys came walking through, one with a braided bun and another with soft looking curls. They looked at Neteyam’s, Lo’ak’s, and my age. Neteyam and Lo’ak decided to do the I See you gesture towards the two teens to be respectful.
But the boys ignored the gesture, the taller one with the braided bun kept his gaze on me for a bit before they kept walking around us, gazing at our tails. Neteyam’s tail was lashing about, slightly irritated at the ignored greeting. “Look, what is that? Is that supposed to be a tail?” The shorter boy with the curls commented to the taller boy with the braided bun. They and a few other na’vi started laughing at the comment. I rolled my eyes and dug my nails more into my arm, trying to keep my mouth shut. Lo’ak and Neteyam then looked over at the water, I followed suit.
I spotted a pretty Metkayina girl coming over us, watching as she swam into the water and came back out once she was on shore. I noticed Lo’ak looking star struck from the girl. He then quickly turned his head away, trying to make it seem like he wasn’t just ogling at the girl. “It’s too small. How are they supposed to swim?” The shorter boy spoke up again, which cause the girl to slap his arm. “Do not. Rotxo, Aonung.” She scolded the boys, which cause them to look annoyed at her scolding.
She sighed and then looked back at us. “Hey” Lo’ak quipped, which cause the pretty girl to chuckle shyly. I smile at the interaction. Playfully rolling my eyes at Lo’ak practically flirting with her. I suddenly heard the sound of wings gliding in the wind. I ducked down when the sea creature flew over all of us, I was in awe at the creature. The chief of the Metkayina landed in the water and walked over to us, I watched as my father greeted Tonowari, “I See you, Tonowari” Jake gestures with his hand from his forehead, extending his hand down towards Tonowari. Tonowari returned the gesture.
The rest of us followed suit of what Jake did, all repeating “I See you”. Some of the Na’vi started making an opening for the Tsahìk of this village to come through. Jake repeated the gesture to Ronal, but she just stared at him. “Why do you come to us Jakesully?” Tonowari inquired. Jake looked back at us, then turned back with his arms extended. “We seek uturu.” Jake explained.
“Uturu?” Ronal asked with disbelief, then looking over at Tonowari. “Yes, sanctuary for my family,” Jake tried to explain. Tonowari then sighed and looked over at Jake as Ronal started walking towards us. “We are Reef People. You are Forest People. Your skills will mean nothing here”
“Well, we will learn your ways. Am I right?” Jake replied to Tonowari and looked back at Neytiri, who agreed. Ronal glanced at Neteyam and Lo’ak, and I, slowly walking past us, she then tugged and grabbed onto Neytiri’s tail, then tossed it aside. “Their arms are thin.'' Ronal spoke out loud, grabbing onto Tuk’s arm, Tuk then pulling away and moving closer to Neytiri. “Mom” Tuk softly spoke up which had Neytiri gently push Tuk towards Jake.
“Their tails” Ronal grabbed onto Kiri’s tail. “Ow” Kiri complained and grabbed onto her tail. “You’ll be slow in the water,” Ronal added. She then glanced back down at Kiri, noticing that Kiri had 5 fingers instead of 4. “These children-are not even true Na’vi” Ronal exclaimed, while holding up Kiri’s hands. Kiri nervously looked back at Jake, whispering “Dad”. Neytiri and Jake both sighed and looked at Ronal. Kiri yanked her hands away from Ronal. “Yes we are” she snarled as she tried to defend herself.
Ronal then started walking up to Lo’ak, Neteyam, and me. My eyes widened as I instinctively put myself between Ronal and Lo’ak, worrying about what she would do. But that made Ronal target me, grabbing my hand and raising it up to show the rest of the clan my 5 fingers. “They have demon blood, '' Ronal exclaimed. I glared at her as she kept forcing my hand up, Neteyam also had a glare on his face from Ronal’s actions. Jake took a shaky breath and then raised his hand. “Look. Look'' he brought his hand closer to Ronal, showing he also had 5 fingers.
Ronal glanced at Jake, finally dropping my hand from her grasp. “Look, I was born of the Sky People, and now I am Na’vi. All right? You can adapt.” Jake tried to reason with Roal, before turning back to face Tonowari. “We will adapt. Okay?” Jake added. I held my hand close to my chest, feeling ridiculed for not being born with 4 fingers like Neteyam and Tuk were, and feeling like I I would never be seen as true Na’vi. Neteyam placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, giving me a soft smile to try and cheer me up.
“My husband was Toruk Makto.” Neytiri spoke up and walked closer to Ronal. “He led the clans to victory against the Sky People.” Neytiri snarled, then looked over at Tonowari, who looked down. “What do you call victory? Hiding amongst strangers?” Ronal snarled back at Neytiri. Ronal then stepped closer to Neytiri. “It seems Ewya has turned her back on you, Chosen One” Ronal turned her gaze to Jake.
My eyes widened at Ronal’s words, not believing she just said that. I clenched my fist at the hurtful words of the Tsahìk. Neytiri then started snarling and hissing at Ronal, which then Ronal hissed back at Neytiri. Tonowari looked a bit concerned about the interaction and what it could escalate to. Jake decided to jump in “I apologize for my mate, She’s…” Jake started speaking but Neytiri interrupted him “Do not apologize for me”
“Flown a long way, and she’s exhausted” Jake continued and looked at Neytiri, “Jake.'' Neytiri tried to warn Jake but he just silently pleaded with her to stop. “Well I’m surprised father survived that”. I thought out loud as Neytiri would usually reprimand Jake for trying to control her actions like that. Neteyam and Lo’ak nodded in agreement from my words.
Tonowari looked back at Neytiri and then Ronal, then spoke up. “Toruk Makto is a great war leader. All Na’vi people know his story.” Tonowari put his hand on Jake’s shoulder but then took it off when facing his people. “But we Metkayina…are not at war, '' Tonowari added. “Dad” Tuk softly called out for Jake and walked over to him. Tonowari then turned back to Jake as Jake picked up Tuk and held her in his arms. “We cannot let you bring your war here”
“I’m done with war. Okay?” Jake quickly answered Tonowari. “I just want to keep my family safe,'' Jake added. I sadly look at my father as I know the ongoing fighting with the RDA has drained him mentally and physically. It has drained us all. Neytiri took a deep breath and closed her eyes. “Uturu had been asked.” Neytiri firmly said, trying to bring the conversation to an end and get an answer. Tonowari turned to face Ronal and sighed. Tuk tearfully asked “Do we have to go?” Which broke my heart. I looked over at my family, seeing everyone’s tired expressions, hoping our request for uturu would be answered.
Tonowari sharply inhaled and turned to his clan. “Toruk Makto and his family will stay with us. Treat them as our brothers and sisters” Tonowari said. “Now they do not know the sea. So they will be like babies, taking their first breath. Teach them our ways, so they do not suffer the shame of being, useless.” Tonowari spoke with finality. Jake chuckled softly, happy that uturu had been accepted. “Okay, what do we say?” Jake softly spoke to us. We all said thank you, but Kiri was more of an annoyed grumble and eye roll.
“My son Aonung, our daughter Tsireya, will show your children what to do.” Tonowari told Jake. Aonung was annoyed about having to teach us while Tsireya looked excited. “Come. I will show you our village” Tsireya said with a smile on her face as she started leading us to the village. We walked along the woven path as we followed Tsireya. Tuk was laughing with joy, and laughed as an ilu got close to her. “Come on Tuk,” I softly called out for Tuk to follow. Tuk then started jumping in the path, which led me to follow suit. I chuckled as Tuk and I bounced the rest of the way to the marui Tsireya was taking us to.
We walked into the marui. Jake said it would work and that’s it’s nice. I smiled as I stood by Neytiri, but got startled and yelped when she dropped what she was holding and looked dazed. Everyone turned their heads towards her as she sighed.
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I was walking back to the marui as I heard Jake calling for us. “Okay, Sullys, fall in.” Jake called out. “Remember? Family meeting.” Neteyam spoke to Lo’ak as he grabbed his wrist and pulled him down to sit. “Come on, Take a knee, Let’s go.” Jake persisted. Kiri sat down but still was not exactly happy, I sat myself next to Neteyam and Lo’ak. “Okay” Jake exhales. “I need you kids on your best behavior. I mean it. Learn fast. Pull your weight.” Jake told us, while looking at everyone, then he glanced at Lo’ak. “Don’t cause trouble. You got it?” Lo’ak answered with a yes sir, making Neteyam chuckle and playfully grabbing Lo’ak’s queue, which made Lo’ak quickly snarl at him.
“I want to go home” Tuk spoke up, suddenly crying her eyes out. “Oh, Tuk” Neytiri softly spoken. “Tuk, this is our home now.” Jake tried to comfort Tuk. “Now we’re going to get through this. We’re going to get through this if we have each other’s back. All right?” Jake continued. “What does your father always say?” Neytiri asked all of us. “Sullys stick together” Neteyam and Lo’ak answered. Kiri, Tuk, and I were quiet. “That’s right. Sullys stick together” Jake spoke up again. “Now this time with some feeling.” Jake encouraged us to say it again and for all of us to say it. We all said it this time, though Kiri was more reluctant while I said it with a tired tone.
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Tsireya, Rotxo, and Aonung all jumped into the water with grace, Lo’ak and Neteyam jumped in after the three Metkayina teens jumped in. Kiri looked a bit hesitant to jump in, while Tuk and I looked excited. I grabbed Tuk’s and Kiri’s hand and decided to jump in with them. The three of us screamed with excitement as we jumped into the water. I looked around the ocean with awe and excitement, amazed at all the sea life.
Lo’ak, Tuk, Neteyam, and I tried to keep up with Tsireya, Rotxo, and Aonung, but we were struggling, then we all had to go back up for air. We all gasped in the air and then took a deep breath to put our heads back into the water. Tsireya tried to talk to us through a type of sign language, but we didn’t understand what she was saying. We all dived back in and again, tried to keep up with the three. Neteyam then tapped Lo’ak’s and my arm to signal for us to go back up for air.
Tsireya, Aonung, and Rotxo swam back up to us. “Are you alright?” Tsireya asked us as she was the first one to swim to the surface. “You’re too fast! Wait for us.” Tuk whined as she wiped water from her eyes. “Yeah, we aren’t as skilled at diving as you are,” I told Tsireya. “Just breathe. Breathe '' Tisreya responded. Aonung poped his head out of the water. “You are not good divers. Maybe good at swinging through trees, but…” Rotxo laughed at what Aonung said, but Aonung was cut short as Tsireya lightly slapped Aonung’s head. “Well I would like to see you try to swing and jump through trees, you’d fall flat on your ass—Hey!” Neteyam flicked water at me to shush me.
Neteyam then sighs and speaks up. “We don’t speak this finger talk, guys. We don’t know what you're saying.” Neteyam told them. “I will teach you.” Tsireya replied. “Where is Kiri?” Rotxo quickly asked. Tuk was a bit confused as she thought Kiri was following us. “Who?” Aonung asked, “Kiri,” Rotxo responded. “My sister” I rolled my eyes as Aonung already forgot Kiri’s name. But then I started to look around, hoping to spot her somewhere close to us.
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Aonung was clicking his tongue and whooping, calling for the ilu’s. Neteyam was holding Tuk in his arms, while Lo’ak and I looked at Aonung which curiosity. “These are ilu. If you want to live here, you have to ride.” Aonung told us. Lo’ak was the first one up to try and ride the ilu. Tsireya was instructing him on how to ride one. Tuk and I stood back and watched Lo’ak. Then Lo’ak started trying to ride the ilu, but was thrown off. The other Metkayina’s around us started laughing from Lo’ak falling off 4 seconds after trying. I giggled as Lo’ak pops out of the water and the ilu screeched in his face before swimming away.
“Breathe in” Tsireya inhales deeply, guiding us through the breathing exercises. “And breathe out” we all exhale deeply. “Imagine flicking a flame. You must slow down your heartbeat.” Tsireya informed us, the put her hands on Lo’ak’s chest and stomach. “Breathe in. Breathe from down here. Breathe out slowly” Tsireya told Lo’ak. “Lo’ak, your heartbeat is fast” Tsireya told Lo’ak, and Lo’ak looked a bit flustered and gave a quiet sorry. Neteyam and Rotxo were smiling about the obvious fact that Lo’ak had a crush on Tsireya. Kiri slightly glare at them while I just softly giggled at Lo’ak being flustered.
I swam around with Lo’ak and Neteyam on our ilu’s, trying to grab at their ankles and playfully pull them towards me. I smiled as we kept chasing each other. Then we rose up to the surface. The three of us chuckled. “You’re learning to breathe” Tsireya praised us. I gazed at the sunset, marveling over how beautiful it looked with the sea.
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Tsireya helped Tuk, Kiri, and I put on a glowing sea creature that helps give us more breath underwater so we could stay under longer. I was floating by Kiri, watching in amazement at how she was able to control the glowing fishes, smiling along with her. Kiri asked me to come with her to look at the waves. I happily joined her as I knew she wanted to share her excitement with me. Kiri had her head in the water, gazing at the shimming reflection in the sand. I was sitting by her and looking out into the deep sea, slowly waving my hands in the water. Humming a melody from a old Barbie movie Norm and Max showed me when I was younger.
I heard the splashing of the water, it was getting closer, I then noticed Aonung and a few of his friends coming closer, it seemed Rotxo wasn’t with him. “What do you want?” I asked but was ignored as they had set their eyes on Kiri. “What is she doing?” Aonung laughed and I rolled my eyes at him. “She’s just looking at the sand” Aonung continued, I sigh as I gently nudged Kiri to try and get her attention as I wanted to leave. “Huh? What’s you say?” Kiri asked Aonung and his friends. “Are you some kind of…freak?” Aonung asked Kiri and that pissed me off. I just stood up and motioned Kiri to follow me, as I knew I couldn’t do anything to Aonung as he was the Olo’eyktan son.
“He asked if you’re a freak” one of the boys instigated. Kiri sighed and started following me. “No” she answered them. They then started to surround us, blocking our path. “Are you sure? I mean you’re not even real Na’vi” Aonung kept going. He tried to grab at Kiri’s hand which made me hiss at him. He then tried again to grab at Kiri, then he tried grabbing at my hands. I was about to snap and push him when I heard Lo’ak. “Hey! Back off fishlips!” Lo’ak snapped at Aonung, his tail lashing behind him.
“Oh another 5 fingered freak” Aonung mocked Lo’ak. One of the boys grabbed on Lo’ak’s tail and started pulling on it. “Look at his baby tail!” Lo’ak then turned around and push the one tugging in his tail back, which made the others start pushing Lo’ak around. “Stop it!” I screamed out, to which Kiri added “Leave us alone!”. They kept pushing Lo’ak around, one adding “He’s not normal” Neteyam then came storming over, and harshly pushed Aonung back and away from Lo’ak. “You heard what they said. Leave them alone” Neteyam snarled as he pushed his finger into Aonung’s chest.
“Ah, big brother come…'' one of the guys tried to speak but Aonung pushed him back. “Back off. Now” Neteyam glared at Aonung, which caused Aonung to pause but raise his hands up in surrender. “Smart choice” Neteyam backed away after Aonung backed off. “And from now on, I need you to respect my sisters.” Neteyam looked at all the Metkayina boys. The one standing by Aonung hissed but Aonung pushed him back again.
Kiri sticks her tongue out at them, while I also stick my tongue out at them, but pull down my eyelid, and give them more sass. “Let’s go,” Neteyam says to the three of us, patting Lo’ak on the back of his head and gently tugging me towards him. The boys kept mocking us, which caused Lo’ak to pause. Neteyam, Kiri, and I noticed and stopped to look back at Lo’ak. “Lo’ak” Neteyam and I both call out for him. “I’ve got this guys” Lo’ak replied, but that made me quickly walk over to him and grab his arm to stop him. “Lo’ak don’t.” I firmly told Lo’ak. “Y/n, I’ve got this, trust me” Lo’ak looked at me. I sighed as I didn’t really trust what Lo’ak was going to do but let go of his arm. He walked over to the boys and lifted his hand.
“I know this hand is funny.” Lo’ak started, putting down all his fingers beside his pinkie. “Look, I’m a freak. An alien” Lo’ak continued, Neteyam, Kiri, and I walked closer to the group, wondering what the heck Lo’ak was doing. “But it can do something really cool. Watch” my eyes widen as I was hoping Lo’ak wasn’t able to do what I think he was going to do. “First I ball it up real tight like this. Okay? Then…” I grimaced as Lo’ak threw a punch at Aonung, then threw two more punches, which cause Aonung to fall back, his nose bleeding.
“It’s called a punch, bitch! Don’t ever touch my sisters again.” Lo’ak snarled at Aonung. Aonung along with his friends started snarling and went to attack Lo’ak. “Lo’ak!” I shouted as I tried to go help him but Neteyam held me back. Even though Aonung threw Lo’ak into the ground, Lo’ak was able to push Aonung off and punch him again, but two of the boys grabbed Lo’ak’s tail and pulled him away and another used their tail to slap Lo’ak. Neteyam scratched his head, smirking as he then ran over to join Lo’ak.
“Stop it!” Kiri raised her voice. I just cringe at the sound of Neteyam’s punch connecting with one of the boy’s jaw, and him kneeling another in the stomach. “So stupid!” Kiri yelled out. I just started laughing as watching them fight was quite a funny sight. “Oh Ewya” I laughed as one grabbed Lo’ak’s tail and started pulling on it. “Ow, my tail!” Lo’ak cried out, then grabbed Aonung’s ear, which cause him to scream out “My ear! Let go! He’s got my ear!”. Kiri started laughing with me and covering her mouth.
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ghoul-bonez · 11 months
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~He’s No Good~
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(Platonic! Sully Family x Fem! Family Member! Reader)
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Summary: Toxic relationships can be easy to be trapped in, and you can be oblivious the they’re bad, but your family will always be there for you.
Word count: 2.2k
Author's note: Idk where this came from but slay 💅
Warnings: Toxic relationship
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~He’s The Best (Part 2)~
~Masterlist~
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He’s No Good
When someone asks you if there's anyone special in your life you would immediately answer, yes, with a proud look on your face.
Zepii was a strong independent man, a perfect match for your personality. You were a strong warrior, heading your dad’s attacks on the sky people with him by your side. Your dad would say you got the best aspects from him and your mom. Stubborn and a natural born leader from him, in tune with your surroundings and a strong fighter with a bow from your mother.
You were always wild, causing some sort of chaos everywhere you went, even if you didn’t mean to. This was the one thing that peeved Zepii about you, so he tried his best to keep you in line. He needed you to be in line, listen to what he said. That’s how he could keep you. He needed to tame you.
It was driven by fear, the fear you would find someone better. Someone who you would really fall in love with, not just someone who you were infatuated with. Infatuation isn’t actual love, and even though you didn’t understand that, he did.
He was always with you, exaggeration not needed for that statement. Most of the time, however, you were following him. Trailing behind like a lost puppy who didn’t know where home was, but to you home was Zepii, so you followed him.
If you weren’t following him, he was following you. He was always close by no matter what you were doing. He even monitored who you hung out with, giving you yes’s and no’s when you would ask about hanging out with certain people. Even when he would allow you to hang out with someone he was always with you and them.
You were never alone.
Him always being with you turned into you having no independence. The only time he would leave you alone was when you were with your family, especially with your dad. Even though he wanted to keep an eye on you he was intimidated by the clan leader, like many others in the clan.
Zeppi’s fear of your father was valid as your dad didn’t like him. Jake was frustrated by his constant presence, always lurking. He would interject and insist you shouldn’t help with war plans, like you couldn’t handle it, or you weren’t offering your help. You wanted to help, and Zepii couldn’t accept that.
Jake had tried to go to Neytiri about it, to get an outside opinion, but Neytiri seemed to think it was sweet. She just saw him as being protective, but Jake had seen manipulation. He knew the game Zepii was playing.
Jake had walked in, extremely frustrated after a war party planning meeting had gone wrong with Zepii’s interjections about your involvement, “It’s weird how much she lets him control her. She wants to help, but pulls back when he says no. She never does that without him. Something has got to be going on, Ney.”
“Hmm.” Neytiri had hummed, acknowledging him.
Jake huffed, “So, you don’t see anything wrong?”
Neytiri paused what she was doing, “Ma Jake, he’s just trying to protect her. He loves her, and doesn’t want her getting hurt.”
“Mhm.” Jake hummed, leaving it at that while he watched you talk with Zepii a few huts away.
Your four siblings were hidden behind it, snooping. Jake couldn’t be mad at them for invading your privacy at that moment, because if he was close enough to hear your conversation he would be doing the exact same thing.
As they watched, even little Tuk looked upset, a frown sitting on her face. She hugged onto Kiri’s arm who didn’t look much happier although her face held more anger than sadness like Tuk’s.
Lo’ak looked like he was ready to knock the man out, but was being held back by Neteyam’s hand firmly gripping onto his bicep. He looked back at his brother, furious, but Neteyam just shook his head, silently telling him no.
You were hoping this conversation would be easy, all you were doing was asking Zepii to hang out with a couple friends. Something inside you told you that asking him shouldn’t be something you were required to do. It was required, however, after the last time when you hadn’t asked and Zepii had blown up on you.
It had scared you. He was the only thing that scared you. You weren’t usually scared of anything, but the way he had fumed at you unsettled you.
You shouldn’t have to be scared of your mate, your life partner, but you had many fears surrounding him. The most present fear was him leaving you, and that’s exactly what he threatened you with when you angered him.
You had already asked, and been told no, but you tried again, “Zepii, I just want to hang out with my friends.”
He opposed you, “Not without me.”
You resorted to begging, something you would never consider with anyone else, “Please, you don’t need to be there.”
He was getting fed up, you knew that, but he held in his outburst in such a populated area, “Which friends?”
Maybe you were getting somewhere, “Siyaw and Nuea, plus Kiri is going to be with us.”
This seemed to be the wrong answer though, the wrong people perhaps, “No. You’re not hanging out with them. You can see Kiri when you go home.”
Now you were getting fed up, but you couldn’t get angry or he would never forgive you. Instead you continue with your pleas, “But-”
“No! That is my decision, and it's final.” Zepii threw his hands up in frustration, maybe even anger, before storming off like an upset toddler.
As soon as Zepii was gone Lo’ak rounded the corner, anger written on his face, but before he could speak you placed a hand over his mouth.
“I told you all not to snoop in my business.” You addressed all of your younger siblings, knowing the others were still hidden where Lo’ak had come from.
Neteyam followed with a sigh at your acknowledging that he, Kiri, and Tuk were there as well, “He’s not good for you (Y/n).” he spoke with the same anger Lo’ak held, but more put together than he would have been.
Lo’ak licked your hand which was still over his mouth and you withdrew it, shouting “Ew!”
He ignored your disgust, “Yeah for real!” He hyped up Neteyam.
Kiri rolled her eyes, probably at Lo’ak’s shenanigans and her annoyance with Zepii, “You should dump him.”
It was Tuk’s turn to hype up Kiri now, “Yeah, dump him!” She shouted.
You cringed at your youngest sister’s inclusion in this, “No, he’s just protecting me. He doesn’t want me getting hurt.”
Neteyam groaned, trying to reason with you, “Not letting you go anywhere without him is him not trusting you. Not trying to keep you safe. It’s being manipulative and wanting to control you.”
Kiri nodded in agreement with him, “Same with him not wanting you to have any friends.”
Lo’ak added onto the pile, using something you knew was true, “Plus he should know you can take care of yourself. You're a strong independent person!”
You looked visibly upset now, done trying to hide it, “Just drop it. I’m happy, and that should be all that matters.”
A question was on the tip of all of their tongues, but nobody dared to mutter, “Are you really?” keeping it inside.
You huffed, “I’m going to go find Zepii to apologize.” swiftly walking away in the direction Zepii had left in.
“You shouldn't have to apologize!” Kiri yelled after you.
The rest of the Sully children returned home without you and found their father watching. Tuk was visibly upset so he picked her up, cradling her in his arms. Lo’ak looked like he was ready for an ass whooping and Kiri and Neteyam just looked annoyed.
“So what was that about?” Jake asked.
Kiri rolled her eyes, ready to report the normal incident, “Zepii was being an asshole.”
Tuk nodded her head, “Yeah he sucks.”
Jake cringed at their language around little Tuk, but asked, “How was he being an asshole?”
Neteyam spoke up this time, “He won’t let (Y/n) hang out with her friends.”
Lo’ak looked like he was ready to throw hands with the man again, even though he wasn’t even there, “He’s so controlling.”
Jake hummed, “I agree, so how’re we gonna get her out?”
Lo’ak got a mischievous look on his face, making Jake nervous, “Why don’t you just kick him out of the clan?”
Jake sighed, “I can’t do that.”
“Yes you can, you're the Olo’eyktan.” Lo’ak reasoned.
Jake hummed, “Mhm, but the people won’t be very happy about that.”
Kiri suggested, “If we expose him for being a shit head I’m sure they won’t have a problem.”
“Watch your language around your sister.” Jake warned, but continued, “How are we gonna expose him? We have no proof. We’re just going to have to convince (Y/n) he’s a bad guy.”
“Yeah. We’ll get on it.” Neteyam saluted him.
Jake warned, “Don’t tell your mom though, she doesn’t understand.”
Lo’ak looked determined now, “She will once (Y/n) explains to her, once she’s not brainwashed by him anymore.”
Soon after you had gone in search of Zepii you had found him and were trying to apologize, “Zepii I’m sorry. I won’t hang out with them. We can do something together instead. Just you and me.”
Zepii looked upset, even after your words, “Your family is getting in the way of us. I think you should move in with me so they don't bother us.”
You looked confused now, “How are they in the way?” leaving your family would break you, but you didn’t want Zepii to be unhappy either.
He looked like he was getting angrier by the second, almost ready to blow up, “I heard everything they said about me.”
You were still confused, “What do you mean?”
Then boom, he blew up, practically yelling, “Neither of your brothers like me, Neteyam is brainwashed by your father to hate me, and Lo’ak always wants to fight me. Your sisters are almost worse. Kiri always dismisses me and hates me from a distance, at least Lo’ak does it to my face. Little Tuk just listens to whatever they say so she doesn’t like me either. They're all assholes.”
It hurt you he thought this way about your family, but you loved him too, “I’m sure we can work through it.”
“No, we can’t. Either you move in with me or we're over.” He gave you an ultimatum.
Your jaw was dropped, but you quickly closed it, processing, before responding, “Then I guess we’re over…” tears started to form in your eyes.
You loved Zepii, but nobody overtook your family. They meant the world to you. You would rather be happy with them than with him, and that hurt to admit, but it was the truth. Your family was your everything, and maybe if Zepii was giving you an ultimatum like this he really didn't love you. He should know how much your family meant to you.
His jaw dropped this time, “Fine.” Then he stormed off again.
You slowly turned back towards the direction of your family’s hut before starting your walk back, taking your time. By the time you got home tears were streaming down your face. Your dad was the first to notice your presence, waiting by the door for you to come home.
Then he saw your tears, pulling you into a hug, “What’s wrong baby girl?”
You sniffled, trying to calm yourself some, “Me and Zepii broke up.”
Jake fought the urge to respond, good, but instead said, “That’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.”
You shrugged your shoulders, “I guess.”
Jake let go of you, holding you in front of him, “Why did he break up with you?”
You looked to the ground, proud of your decision, but it still stung, “He told me it was him or family, and I couldn’t leave you guys.”
“Oh.” He paused, “Well that was a good decision. I know everyone would miss you so much. Your mom is almost done making dinner, you should join her and your siblings. That is if they can sit down fast enough that they think I didn’t notice them snooping.”
You heard Lo’ak mutter, “Shit.”
You laughed loudly at him, of course they were eavesdropping. At least you wouldn’t have to explain what had happened to them. You would jump that hurdle with your mom eventually, but tonight would be a celebration of your freedom between you and the people who knew.
You were extremely grateful for your family over the next week, helping you adjust to life without Zepii again. It felt weird to not have someone with you at all times, nobody hovering near you, so someone was always with you. This time it wasn’t in a smothering way, but in a way that they wanted you to be comfortable. Eventually you hoped you could be alone again, but for now you were happy to have your family there.
Zepii didn’t pay you much attention, already moved onto a new girl, poor girl. The only way you interacted was when he would throw you dirty looks from where he was standing far away from you.
Everything would be good in the end.
You had finally admitted, he’s no good. Not for you, and not for anyone.
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Olo’eyktan (Clan leader)
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘
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requests closed atm
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all of these are na’vi sully!reader unless stated otherwise (& most are female sorry)
sully fam x older sister!reader soon
— i won’t be posting any content anytime soon. I can try but no guarantees
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shkudss · 1 year
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Weakened by Eywa Pt. 2
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6
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Summary: Ao'nung finally realizes that his actions have consequences
Warnings: curse words, bullying, mental breakdown, English isn't my first language
Author's note: tbh I didn't plan it to be longer than 2 parts, but now I think it'll be about 4-5 part (but I'm not sure lol). Anyways, I hope you will like it!
Yawntutsyip - darling, little loved one
Yaymak - foolish, ignorant
Yayo - bird
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When Neytiri and Jake saw you in a complete mess on Neteyam’s hands, they thought something bad happened with you in the water.
Kiri and Lo’ak explained what happened without hiding any details. Neytiri was so furious that she was ready to take her bow and fight this little ignorant boy. She knew that he was annoying her kids, but didn’t expect it to be as bad as it turned out. On the other hand, there was Jake. He was furious too, he knew that his attitude towards all situations when Ao’nung annoyed his kids caused it. He shouldn’t have told his kids to respect him just because he’s Olo’eyktan’s son. That was his fault.
“Tonowari must know what his son did.” Neytiri was crying like any mother who sees her child in pain. Especially that type of pain which you cannot see. “Ma Jake, tell something! We can’t let that go. My daughter is hurt and only Eywa knows if she’ll be able to heal!”
Jake looked at her and all his kids, who were waiting for his response. Neteyam was still holding you like a baby while you were sleeping. His daughter, his little yayo. He has to protect you.
“I’ll talk to Tonowari.”
“I’ll go with you.” Neytiri wanted to talk to Ronal and say her all this she had to carry inside of her soul since they arrived here.
Jake didn’t want her to come, he knew that she was extremely emotional now. He gave her a look asking if he’s sure it’s the right thing. Neytiri was determined to do that.
“Wait here, take care of your sister.”
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“I’ll talk to him and he’ll be punished for his actions. I’m really sorry for what happened. I didn’t raise him this way. I hope Y/N will forgive him one day.”
Toniwari and Ronal were in a huge shock when Jake told them what Ao’nung did. The shame Olo’eyktan and his Tsahik felt wasn’t even close to the amount of pain Jake and Neytiri had to carry.
“Don’t ever let him come to my daughter again! If I notice him even thinking about coming to her, I swear I will not control myself.”
“Neytiri...” Jake didn’t want relationship with leader’s family to worsen.
“She’s right. He should stay away from her. I don’t want him to hurt an innocent soul again. I promise, we’ll look after him.” Ronal knew how Neytiri must feel herself now. “I promise as mother to mother. If you need help, tell me.”
Neytiri just nodded, she was still not over her emotions. But she was thankful for this. Ronal was the only one who could understand her at least a little.
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It’s been two weeks since your breakdown. These two weeks you’ve been taken care by your whole family and you barely walked out of your Marui. You felt like you were dried out. No emotions at all. Jake and Neytiri were extremely worried about your mental state. You barely talked to anyone, even Kiri, and preferred to do things on your own.
Neteyam didn’t even think about keeping your lessons on ilu riding. He tried to catch your interest on other things, but nothing caught your eye. Even Tuk tried to ask you questions to talk just a little. You had no energy to keep the conversation and pay proper attention to your little sister.
“Let’s go find some seashells?” Tuk didn’t give up on you.
“Tuk, I have no strength to do that. I’m tired.” You felt really bad every time you refused Tuk, but you couldn’t help it.
“Neteyam and Lo’ak are hunting, Kiri as usually disappeared. Mom and dad don’t let me do there alone. Please, I need you.” She started whimpering and shaking your hand.
“Okay, okay. But only for 30 minutes.”
“Thank you, I love you! Best sister ever!” Seeing Tuk jumping in happiness and saying those words warmed your heart. You smiled a little at the scene of here trying to find her little bag for seashells.
Once you went out of your house, you squinted because of the sunlight. These two weeks definitely affected you. The warmth of the sun and brightness of azure water reminds you of how you loved Pandora.
Tuk was holding your hand and trying to hurry you up to the shore. It became her hobby since you arrived here. Each in your family has at least one bracelet she made out of shells.
“I’ll sit here, you can go. Call me if you need help.” You were sitting exactly as that day with Kiri. The feeling of light waves surrounding you, calmed you a little. You were watching Tuk swimming and looking for colorful seashells. Sometimes she was distracted by some fish. As you were supervising little sister, you fell deep into thoughts and remembered that day. Sadness you felt all these days became more explicit.
You don’t know how to explain this sadness and why you feel it. You should be angry, offended, but not sad. Ao’nung said horrible things to you, but you’re not angry. Why?
“Oh Great Mother, help me. Let me come over this. I want to be happy again.” You whispered to yourself, feeling the tear falling to the water.
“Y/N…?”
Him.
You feel nervousness raising up in your body. Eywa must be testing you. You’re afraid to turn your head to Ao’nung.
“Please, don’t do this to me again. I can’t bear it anymore.” Your voice was trembling a little, but it was enough for him to understand your state. Especially, when he finally looked at you. Your eyes were like a glass, but without even a little sparkle.
He was standing about 2 meters away from you to keep distance.
“Y/N, I wanted…”
“What are you doing here?!” Lo’ak was furious, walking briskly towards him.
“Bruh, why are you always here.” You heard Ao’nung mumbling it annoyingly. You didn’t wasn’t really worried about what’s going to happen. Feels like you’re a doll without real emotions.
“You’ve been told you to stay away from Y/N. Are you that yaymak? Do you need us to punch you again to understand it?” Your brother came to him as close as possible and pointed at his chest aggressively. Lo’ak just like Neytiri was ready to fight him.
“I wanted to talk to her… normally.” Ao’nung raised his hands as a sign of peace and tried to stay as calm as possible. Even though his fists were itchy to punch him. “I won’t hurt her”.
“I don’t care. You’ve talked to her already and you see the result. It’s her first time outside since the past two weeks. Don’t make it worse.” Lo’ak lowered his voice so you won’t hear their conversation. You didn’t really care and turned back to keep watching after Tuk. She didn’t notice things happening on the beach, she was involved in her hobby. Her little bag was already full of shells, but she wanted to get more.
“Hey, you finally wanted to get some sun?” In a couple if minutes Lo’ak was sitting next to you. He wasn’t mad anymore.
“No, Tuk asked me to. All of you were too busy to accompany her in finding seashells. I didn’t want to let her down.” You smiled a little, watching your sister smiling as she find another colorful thing.
“But…” you noticed Lo’ak hesitating about something.
“What’s wrong?”
“Never mind. I’m glad you’re finally getting out of Marui. We are forest Na’vis, not Marui Na’vis.” He chuckled a little at his own joke and you couldn’t help but do it too.
Maybe, it’s not that bad.
Thank you, Great Mother.
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Another two weeks passed. Since that day each member of your family tried to take you outside. Now you go out on your own just to think about your feelings. You are still trying to stay away from water and haven’t swam yet, but you’ve been exploring the little forest that’s actually pretty comfortable. It reminds you of home and you don’t have to hold your breath or ride ilu here.
You can be yourself.
Now you play with fan lizards and even laugh a little. It’s kind of meditation. Spending time in your environment, your home, helps your mental state. Jake says that you shouldn’t go deep into forest and you assure him that you won’t, but sometimes you loose the track of time and forget about your promise. What this happens, Neteyam is always first who goes to find you.
You feel unity with Eywa. It’s your secret, sacred place. You have a little pond here, some fruits growing on the trees and silence. This is your little world free from all worries, free from reality. You fulfill your energy here and nobody interrupts you peace.
You were sitting on the thick branch, involved in making a little bracelet from beads for Tuk. She gifted you a lot of bracelets and necklaces she made. You want to pay her back.
Suddenly your senses catch someone’s presence. Nobody is supposed to find you. It’s afternoon and none of your family should be trying to find you. Leaving all things, you silently stood up and tried to hide behind the tree as Neytiri taught you. You looked behind your shoulder to check who’s that, your knife is ready to serve you.
You heard stranger’s steps coming closer to the tree. You were getting ready to attack, no unnecessary thoughts were in your mind. Just as mom taught you. This is your place, your forest.
Another step and you catch this person, pushing them to a tree and putting a knife to their neck.
“Holy shit!”
You look up. Why is he here?
“Ao’nung? What are you doing here?”
All your strength disappeared the moment you realized who’s standing in front of you. Fear replaced it, slowly taking control over you.
You’re alone, with him.
“No, no, no, Y/N”
You walked back, still holding your knife firmly to protect yourself, but your hands were shaking which made things obvious. You’re just like a little animal who’s afraid but has nothing to do but protect yourself as you can.
“Don’t…”
“Y/N, I wanted to talk to you. Please, let me speak.”
You were afraid to trust him. Because his words hurt you. You’re afraid to hear him speaking to you. But the way he looks at you, his eyes aren’t filled with anger. You take your time, considering his words.
Ao’nung was waiting patiently, he was afraid to do something wrong. Examining your concerned look, he prayed to Eywa for you to trust him. The effort he put to find you and go through this forest without being injured was enormous. Now he understands how hard it is for you to get used to Metkayina’s way of life. He should have thought about it before.
“Don’t come here again.”
And you left, leaving him alone in this forest.
“You are skxawng, Ao’nung.”
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P.S. There wasn't a lot of Aonung and y/n's conversations and I focused more on her recovery and feelings process, but I hope you liked it! Next parts will be more about Aonung and Y/N! Also, i'm not really sure how taglist thing really work, I hope I did it right🫣
Anyways, if you want to be tagged, comment and I'll add you!
Peace, friendship, bubblegum✌🏻💗
Taglist: @elegantkidfansoul @ijwsbdinp
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kurogxrix · 1 year
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Sully!family with your children HEADCANONS (1)
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⇀ When The Time Comes AU!
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Jake and Neytiri:
They would both be oh so happy to see their first grandchild for the first time.
Jake would feel himself getting a little old at the news of your bearing, but he would be happy nevertheless.
He can feel his forehead creases triple in amount each him he’s on babysitting duty. He’s had too many children to care for and it’s taking a toll on our poor man.
Neytiri’s the best grandma bye.
She will feed that baby until it gets a chubby lil stomach.
Jake wanted to murder mo’rata, your mate after hearing that you were pregnant.
Like he accepts that the both of you are adults and adults just can’t keep their hands off of each other but nuh uh not with his daughter.
Neytiri understands what it’s like to be a tired mom, so now that nearly all of her children have left her tent to their own, she offers to take care of your baby once in a while.
Jake carves new toys for them because their hand-down ones are lowkey crusty.
He WILL tell your children about the great Toruk Makto.
it feeds his pride as a parent to see your children so engrossed in his stories.
Your children loves Neytiri’s cooking, probably more than yours.
Lo’ak
Eywa, please fear leaving your child with him for even one day.
Your child probably thinks he’s the most fun out of all of their aunts and uncles.
Brings your kid out on adventures.
Probs tells your child to never listen to their father because he didn’t and look at how amazingly he turned out.
Most probably will get in deep shit with your mate afterwards😭
Your children love him so much it’s insane.
Doesn’t teach your kids to be reckless like him tho, that shit nearly killed him too many times.
Ngl he’ll probably have beef with children that your children have beef with. 
Like full on arguing in public and all.
Winds up your children so much like they’re fucking dogs with pent up energy💀.
When he brings them back at the end of the day, one of hanging halfway on his shoulder and the other has their body dangling off his arms.
You’re happy though because sleepy children=calm evening.
Would call you and Mo’rata rabbits if you have many children.
If you all move to Awa’atlu together, your kids are the ones to tease him and tsireya. She loves your children bye.
Your kids are probably lo’aks wingmen or wingwomen.
they all practiced this cool ass walk-in intro thing to do when tsireya walks in the room.
He tries to play the cool guy act by swinging your children each at the same time on his shoulders just to impress her.
It fails though because he underestimated how fast they grew and how heavy they are now.
They all fall face first in the sand but it’s ok because it entertained tsireya.
mission accomplished.
Kiri
She loves taking your child in the forest with her.
Don’t think she’s interested in having children of her own for now, but she’ll spoil and love the hell outta yours.
Shows your children her Pandora jesus powers and they’re lowkey so entranced.
She probably charms wild animals that won’t harm your children into playing with them. Like a yerik.
Now that Tuk is too big to appreciate spending time with her sister (angsty teenager era who?), she loves spending it with your children like she used to with Tuk.
Doesnt mean that they replaced her little sister’s place in her heart, never.
She teaches your kids about nature and that they need to respect it.
She always reassures them that it’s ok to have 5 fingers and a pair of eyebrows <3
Neteyam
Best uncle (in yours and mo’rata’s opinion)
Most reliable babysitter that’s always up to the job.
He’ll probably be mated too at this point, so him and his mate always have some entertainment in watching your children while you and your mate escape on a date.
He’ll be happy if you don’t have a whole football team of babies for him to babysit.
He had to take care of his 3 siblings (plus you even tho you were older) growing up, and he still has nightmares about it.
Your youngest child is a troublemaker like lo’ak, and it gives poor Neteyam ptsd.
Teaches your eldest how to wield a bow just so they can be a badass older sibling like him.
mo’rata would be so mad when he heard that Neteyam was the one that had taught his child how to shoot an arrow. That’s his job as a hunter and a father and he might as well go and murder your little brother.
Tuk
She’s not a kid anymore but she’s probably still young.
You refuse to give her any babysitting duties because you want her to live her youth without having to take care of little ones like you had to with your siblings.
She never grew up with little siblings given that she was the youngest. So she adores your children.
Will give them her old toys. Toys that have been carved for you at first, then passed down to neteyam, kiri, Lo’ak and then herself.
Tuk is sorta traumatized after everything that went on with quaritch so she relives the years that she’s closed off as a kid with her nieces and nephews.
Takes your children on her Ikran only for you to scold her when she comes back. She’s still your baby sister after all so you’re allowed
Mo’at
probs dead atp i’m not even gon’ lie to y’all.
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Truly & Honestly
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part one | part two | part three | part four (wip)
pairing: ao’nung x fem!sully!reader, lo’ak x twin sister!reader, & jake sully x daughter!reader
genre: angsty, comfort (from jake to reader), fluff, ao’nung being a simp for the reader, & the twins make up (yay!)
word count: 3.9k+
warning(s): jake feeling like he’s not an adequate father, lo’ak still in his self loathing era, lo’ak missing his twin :(, ao’nung growling, the sully twins crying, kissing, & reader + ao’nung being cute af
word bank: kehe — no, skxawng — moron; idiot, sempul — father, sempu — daddy (term of endearment), eywa / great mother — goddess deity that the na’vi believe in, paysyul — water lily, & sayrìp — handsome
taglist: @aonungsmate @dearstell @optimisticblazetrash @thatonegirlwiththebeanie367 @goodiesinthecloset21 @universal-s1ut @amortencjja @liyahsocorro @minkyungseokie @chshshhshshshshshshshs
note: kinda rushed the end bc i struggled with figuring out what lo’ak should say & the reader should respond with & this is what i came up with. hope i did it justice & well enough. i swear i never read or written the words gently & softly so many times in my life holy shit 🧍🏻. anyway, the long awaited part three is finally here! yayyy! enjoy lovelies <3
It had been days since the last time you talked to Lo’ak, ignoring him everywhere you went.
At first, he avoided you too, trying to gather his thoughts and think of a way to apologize to you. He tried a couple of things that worked back when you both were children. He made you a new armband that matched his, but he didn’t see you wearing it the next day. He then made you a small trinket to add to your ever growing collection of random shit you found, but it was right where he left it the next day. He then tried to talk to you but all he received in return was your silence and Ao’nung’s small growls in warning for him to step away. Lo’ak felt like he was going to circles. He felt utterly hopeless.
It wasn’t long until both of your parents and remaining siblings realized your avoidance towards each other. Neteyam had failed to tell Jake and Neytiri about what happened that fateful night, in turn disregarding telling Kiri and Tuk. He wanted Lo’ak to tell them for himself or at least have you confront them about it and receive comfort from them. But he knew the both of you were too stubborn to ask help from your parents, so one night he asks no one in particular if they knew why you were, yet again, staying over in Tsireya and Ao’nung’s marui pod.
His question made Lo’ak freeze and nearly choke on the food that was halfway down his throat, harshly swallowing in discomfort.
Neytiri was deeply disturbed by your absence. She missed you dearly. She asked you many times as to why you were never around and you never gave her the truth, wanting Lo’ak to do it on his own. You’d always give her an answer of Tsireya is offering me extra breathing lessons, it’s just easier if I stay over for dinner tonight or Tsireya and I wanted a sleep over. Neytiri always frowned at your answers, knowing that you weren’t telling her the truth. But she never pried. She knew that you would tell her the true reason someday so she let you stay with Tsireya as long as you needed.
Jake didn’t realize your distance until nearly a week after the fight. He had been too caught up in his training with Tonowari and making sure that Quaritch was nowhere near Awa’atlu to comprehend your absence from the family for one too many nights. But once he did, he felt uneasy. He knew you like the back of his hand. He had to. You’re his first born daughter, it was expected of him to. He was always the first person you’d run to whenever you had any kind of problem, confiding in him for a solution or aid. It warmed his heart that he was the first person you came to in time of need, made him feel wanted and loved. So when he saw you barely glance at Lo’ak or even say goodbye to them before heading off to wherever you had in mind, he felt unease settle itself on to his chest. He knew something was wrong and wanted to know what it was, but didn’t want to pry it out of you. It wouldn’t work. He felt helpless and wanted to figure out whatever was wrong so you’d stop distancing yourself from the family. He just wanted his little girl back.
The night Neteyam had asked that question, made Neytiri and Jake pop up in interest and repeat the question to their circle of children.
Lo’ak wanted to tear his older brothers head off right then and there. He didn’t need his parents meddling in both of your business. This was something between him and you, not your parents.
Kiri and Tuk had also realized your absence but didn’t give it too much thought. You always hung out with them at your guys spot and interacted with them. Yeah they found it odd that you rarely slept in the family pod and if you did, you were the first person awake and out of the house. So Neteyam’s question piqued their interest.
It took a lot of prying on Neteyam’s part to finally get the truth out of Lo’ak, but once he did, shit hit the fan.
“Kehe!” Neytiri gasped out, truly surprised at her sons words, “You did not!”.
She thought she raised both of her sons to respect all women, especially the ones in their lives. She couldn’t believe that her own son called his own twin a slut. And for what? Seeing the Olo’eyktan’s son and not telling a single soul about it? Neytiri was flabbergasted at the news.
“Boy,” Jake growled, beyond pissed at his sons previous actions and lack of communication about what occurred. He didn’t even need to ask Lo’ak about whether what he said was true or not, it was written on his face that he was guilty.
He found himself disappointed in his son, perhaps even more so than he usually was whenever he heard or caught Lo’ak doing something he wasn’t supposed to do. Jake had made sure to instill how he and Neteyam should treat every woman they came into contact with, continuously reminding them to behave accordingly and treat them with respect no matter what. So to hear that his son had called you, his sister, a slut for seeing a boy, made his blood boil. I’d ought to show that boy how humans would treat him, he thought in response.
“I know,” Lo’ak croaked out, on the verge of tears. His guilt was eating at him everyday, practically being the only emotion he felt for nearly the past two weeks. “I know what I said was completely out of line. I was angry and that isn’t an excuse for what I said. I am desperately trying to make it up to (Y/N), but nothing’s working. I’m going in circles trying to,” he finished, tears running down his cheeks.
Lo’ak knows that he shouldn’t be crying. That he doesn’t deserve to. That he doesn’t deserve anyone's pity for what he did. But the guilt ate away at him and he couldn’t help but cry. He just wanted you to forgive him and be his twin again, his other half. He felt incomplete without you by his side. It physically hurt to have you avoid him and not have you next to him.
Tuk had wiggled her way into Lo’ak’s lap in order to comfort him, wrapping her tiny arms around his neck as he cried into her shoulder.
Every Sully member could see just how much Lo’ak regretted saying what he did. They felt bad that he was feeling the way he did but they also knew that he deserved your avoidance and distance. It was the only way that would allow Lo’ak to see the impact of his words.
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You were laying on the soft, warm sand below you when a shadow covered the suns soft rays, blocking them and covering you in its coolness.
You quickly opened your eyes to see who it was and to shoo them away, not in the mood. But your mouth quickly shut itself once you saw your Sempul hover over your relaxed figure, a small smile on his face.
“Sun bathing?” He asked, sitting next to you as you sat yourself up.
You only shrugged in response, wrapping your arms around your legs and pulling them up to your chest.
You felt bad for essentially ignoring all of your family members, but it was the only way to get it through Lo’ak’s thick skull the kind of impact his words had on you.
Your Father hums and looks out to the water line, silence overtaking the moment for a few beats. Until he finally speaks.
“Lo’ak told me,” he starts, “About what happened that night. Don’t worry. I gave him a stern talking to,” he continued, giving you a small smirk at his words.
Jake’s stern talking to’s almost always involved him dragging one of his children somewhere, yelling at them for Eywa knows what they did, and giving them some sort of punishment that will go on for however long Jake deems necessary. You found yourself wondering what punishment your brother got for his actions.
“I figured,” you chuckled, still looking out towards the water line in front of you.
“I’m sorry, babygirl. I know that it shouldn’t be me apologizing, but,” Jake says, tip of his tail swishing back and forth a bit before resting by your siding, curling itself around you gently for comfort, “Your brother is a complete skxawng. And I’m sorry for…not instilling it in Lo’ak’s brain enough to not call anyone, you that.”.
Your head whips towards your Fathers direction at his words.
“There’s nothing for you to apologize for, sempu,” you replied, eyebrows furrowed together, “Lo’ak is a skxawng and said something he shouldn’t have. He knew what he was doing and none of that reflects your teachings.”.
Jake could almost scoff at how wise you sounded. Since when did you become so wise?
Your Father only hummed in response. He wanted the best for his little girls, for you. And to hear that his own son had insulted his daughter and took his words to heart made him feel as if he wasn't adequate enough as a Father. He spent so many years craving for a family of his own before he was sent to Pandora, knowing that it wasn’t possible in his human condition. And once he finally got it, he felt over the moon. He wanted his children to love and respect each other, something that was a struggle for him and Tommy growing up. So being in this current predicament and having you and Lo’ak avoiding each other like the plague, made him feel as if he wasn’t successful in emphasizing how important family was to his children.
“I think you should hear him out,” Jake whispers to you, turning his head to face you, smiling gently down at you, “You don’t have to now. But, soon. Whenever you feel like it,” he reassured.
Your lips pierced together into a thin line, head nodding at his words.
You know that you should give Lo’ak some benefit of the doubt and at least listen to what he has to say, but it’s hard. The last thing your brother said to you were words that caused severe distress to your psyche. To be honest, you were terrified to see what he had to say. To see if he truly meant it or not.
“I’ll try,” you replied.
Your Father continued to look down at you as he smiled, bringing you into his side as he placed a soft kiss on the crown of your head. You laid your head on his shoulder in response.
“So, Ao’nung, huh?” Jake snorts out, teasing you.
“Dad!” You groaned out, covering your face with your hands as you lightly shoved him away, earning a loud cackle from your Father.
———
You were with Ao’nung when Lo’ak approached you for the first time in nearly two weeks.
Ao’nung had taken you out on a date around the island, as he usually did just to show how much he adored you. It almost always consisted of Ao’nung taking you to one of the many jewelry stands the Metkayina jewelers had out, telling you to pick whichever necklace, bracelet, or armband your heart desired and gently putting it on you once you budged, walking with you hand in hand around the island, twirling you around as you two danced to his light humming and singing, and finally going for a swim to wrap up your time together. Even though the dates were repetitive and always the same, they never failed to make you smile from ear to ear and warm your heart. It was something that you and Ao’nung did together to enjoy each other’s company. It was nice.
The both of you were spinning and dancing around in the warm sand as your boyfriend softly sang a song his Sa’nok used to sing to him when he had trouble sleeping, the melody being gentle and delicate, a perfect song just to waltz or sway to.
Ao’nung pulled you into his chest, slightly leaning down to grasp your hands against his lean chest, dipping his head down so you were face to face. He continued to sing the song as he smiled, rough hands slowly moving from your hands on his chest to your shoulders down towards your back before resting against your hips, pulling you in even closer.
You giggled at the ticklish sensation Ao’nung’s hands left on your skin as they just barely grazed it, moving your arms to wrap them around the back of his neck, fingers making their way into his curly hair. Your fingers gently run through the loose ends of his bun before messaging the scalp underneath his usual hairstyle, elevating some of the pressure from the tightness of it.
The Metkayina boy shivered at your soft and slow touch, nuzzling his forehead against yours as the two of you swayed in the gentle breeze.
“You look so pretty, my paysyul,” Ao’nung whispered out, blue eyes deeply gazing into your amber ones. He loved calling you new pet names, enjoying the soft blush that spread itself across your cheeks and neck once you processed what he called you. You loved the nicknames he gave you as well, making your stomach churn in excitement and never failed to make you smile in adoration. He truly did love you and he expresses that in many different ways, pet names being at the top of the list.
A light purple hue painted itself across your cheeks and down your neck in response to your lovers nickname. “And you look so sayrìp, Ma’Nung,” you whispered back, smiling up at the boy.
The teen boy purred out at your response, softly rubbing his face into the side of your head, kissing the arch of your eyebrow.
Ao’nung halted his singing and humming for a moment, basking in the silence and blissful peace that settled itself into the moment. Everything in his life was so quiet and peaceful the minute you arrived on Awa’atlu. He didn’t know he could feel such peace with a singular person and he was glad that he felt it with you.
But, unfortunately, much like the event that occurred days prior, Lo’ak had to ruin it with the loud clearing of his throat.
A cold chill ran up and down your spine at the sound, stopping all movement you and Ao’nung were doing. A small growl emitted itself from the Metkayina’s throat, grip on your hips getting tighter as he pulled you closer into his embrace. It was a clear warning to Lo’ak to stay away from you and leave the two of you alone.
“Can I talk to you, (Y/N)?” Your brother asked, standing a good couple of feet away from the both of you.
Lo’ak had worked up a lot of nerve to approach your figures once he caught sight of the two of you dancing. He didn’t want to ruin the moment the both of you were sharing but he knew that if he didn’t go to you and try to talk to you now, he never would. So, he gathered up all the courage he could muster and made his way to you, hyping himself up on the way.
“Leave, Lo’ak,” Ao’nung hissed out, angling you away from your twin, “She doesn’t want to speak with you.”.
“I wasn’t speaking to you, fish lips,” Lo’ak argued, growling out. Your boyfriend shouldn’t be speaking for you when he wasn’t the one who decided things for you.
Another growl left Ao’nung’s lips as he glared at the Omatikaya boy, anger creeping up his throat. Your brother shouldn’t be speaking to you if you didn’t want him to, especially after what he said to you.
“Ao’nung,” you mumbled out, hands now on his chest, pushing him back slightly.
Much like your brother, you knew that if you didn’t talk to him at this moment, you most likely never will. You needed to nip this thing in the butt sooner than later.
You nodded at your boyfriend, telling him to stand down and give you and your brother some space, that it was okay to leave you alone with him.
Ao’nung only huffed in response, eyes narrowing at Lo’ak behind you. Before he parted ways with you, he captured your lips into a kiss, running the tip of his tongue across your bottom lip before pulling back, not giving you time to respond to his light teasing.
“Our spot after? Twenty after eclipse?” He softly asked, thumb running over your cheekbone as he grasped your face in his hands. He wasn’t very happy that your brother interrupted your alone time and didn’t want to leave you alone with the one that deeply hurt you, but he trusted your opinion and respected your wishes, no questions asked.
You hummed as a response to Ao’nung’s request. There was no way that you weren’t going to tell your boyfriend how this conversation was going to go. Albeit the tension only being between you and your brother, Ao’nung was very much involved as you were.
Once Ao’nung became only a speck in your eyesight, you finally turned around to face your brother.
“Yes?” You asked, arms folding over your chest in an attempt to protect and hold yourself together. You had no idea where this conversation was going to go and that made you anxious.
Lo’ak took a deep breath in before he breathed it out, quickly gathering and preparing himself before he opened his mouth to speak.
“I know apologizing, no matter how many times I do it, isn’t going to change what I said and the way it affected you. But, I am deeply sorry about what I said to you, about you. There is no excuse. I have no excuse,” he started, tears stinging his waterline, “I was so angry at that moment that common sense was thrown out of the window. I don’t even know why I called you that. I was just so angry that you were with Ao’nung, someone who made it quite clear that we were freaks and were not welcomed here. I know that he had been different after leaving me at the reef, which I could assume is around the time you two got together.”.
You nodded at his guess, confirming.
“But I still didn’t trust him. I thought he somehow managed to manipulate you into falling for him. That he was forcing you. It was the first thought that popped into my head when I saw you two that night. I couldn’t comprehend that someone like you, my sweet and caring sister, could fall for someone like Ao’nung, a mean bully who took pleasure in causing pain to others. Confusion and anger clouded my vision. I just…” he paused, a couple of tears had already dropped down his face, “I know that I am shitty at apologies and can never accurately get out my thoughts, but I am sorry for causing you so much pain from my words. I am such a shit brother and you shouldn’t accept my apology. This past week has been awful. I felt incomplete without you. You felt miles away when in reality, you were only feet away. There was this…emptiness inside of me whenever you weren’t by my side. Everything felt wrong without you there to experience it with me.”.
“I desperately missed you. So much. It physically hurt me to not have you by my side. It made me realize that my words and actions do have consequences and that I wasn’t going to escape this situation scott free. Dad gave me the worst scolding that I’ve ever gotten. He told me that I was really fucking stupid and ignorant with my words. That he and Mom raised me better,” a chuckle escaped from your lips at that sentence, only imagining the type of scolds and hisses Lo’ak received from both of your parents.
“Yeah, you were really stupid to say that,” you replied, arms still crossed against your chest but a small smirk on your lips this time. It was nice to hear from him that he was punished by your Father, solidifying what he had told you earlier. But you still felt somewhat bad for him, knowing how angry and intense your Father can get when dishing out punishments.
Lo’ak chuckled at your acknowledgment, wiping away a couple of tears that continued to run down his face. He wanted for days to hear your voice and for you to acknowledge him. He felt relieved that you were talking to him and actually were listening to what he had to say, even if he didn’t deserve to be heard.
“I’m so sorry. You are not what I said you were. You are not slut. There is no excuse for what I did and I know that I can’t take it back or make it up to you in any way that will undo the damage I did. But I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I will do anything,” he finished, eyes never leaving yours.
The smirk fell off your face after he was done and silence overcame the two of you for a couple of beats.
“What you said really hurt me, Lo’ak,” you started, arms uncrossing from your chest, “It really fucked me up for a while. The intensity of your words made me truly believe your words. I know now that you didn’t mean them but in the moment, it felt like you did. I avoided you to teach you a lesson. To teach you that what you said was not okay. I am sorry for making you feel that kind of pain from my absence. I felt the same too. There were too many times where I wanted to just give up and go and just sit by you to ease it, but I knew that would defeat the purpose of what I was trying to get through your insanely thick skull.”.
The both of you laughed at your childish insult, more tears running down the both of your cheeks.
“But,” you continued, “I forgave you the minute it happened, Lo. I forgive you. I just needed to teach you a lesson and make sure it actually stuck and made an impact,” you finished, hands grasping your brothers.
Lo’ak smiled down at you from his height, lips quivering as he did so. To hear that you forgave him immediately after it happened was relieving but also made him regret his words even more. You were so kind and forgiving to him when he felt like he didn’t even deserve it.
“I love you, sister,” he whispers, bringing you into his warm embrace, one hand going behind your head to pull it into his chest while the other one went around your waist.
“I love you too, brother,” you replied back, accepting his hug and wrapping your arms around his back.
The two of you stayed like that for a couple minutes, hugging as the waves softly lapped against the shore.
It felt good to have your brother back and to finally hug him again after all this time, the emptiness the both of you felt from each other’s absences now replaced with warmth and comfort.
You couldn’t wait to meet up with Ao’nung later and tell him all about your conversation.
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“Alien. That's all they see.” ᝰ Lo’ak Sully
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— Do you regret this? // ✿・♨︎・✂︎・☂︎・♥︎・⌘・📥・🗓 ᝰ You and Lo’ak are having your first child together and as the pregnancy gets further along you wonder if Lo’ak regrets having a baby with you.
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— Invalidation // ✿ + 💙 + ♨︎ ✂︎ ☂︎ ᝰ Being the next heir of the Tsahìk title made you feel an ample amount of stress. From your mother, Ronal putting immense pressure on you and not validating your emotions to you being bullied by high-status girls within the clan. Everything in your life was beginning to become too much to handle. Would you be able to sort through your feelings properly and handle everything life throws at you or would you crumble and resort to something life-ending?
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