#lo'ak my beloved

[keepyourskxawngasshere]

“sorry sir. i'm sorry about neteyam, it's all my fault.”

[neteyamulet]

every time i see a cat pic i will associate it with neteyam and lo'ak

[starkslydia]

JAMIE FLATTERS as NETEYAM, BRITAIN DALTON as LO'AK, JACK CHAMPION as SPIDER, BAILEY BASS as TSIREYA and TRINITY JO-LI BLISS as TUKTIREY in THE WAY OF WATER.

The way of water has no beginning and no end. The sea is around you and in you. The sea is your home before your birth and after your death. Our hearts beat in the womb of the world. Our breath burns in the shadows of the deep. The sea gives and the sea takes. Water connects all things, life to death. Darkness to light. — AVATAR: THE WAY OF WATER (2022)

[asfateentertwines]

Rotxo love

This is how I view Rotxo in my writing, he needs some focus

So first things first, physically, Rotxo is short for a na'vi

Poor boy is the na'vi equivalent of a human 5'8" - he's not really that short but also, he will be bullied relentlessly

However, he is b u i l t

He's bulky and puts on muscle easily. (Though he has a little bit of a dad bod cause as he should - like as close as fat muscular as a na'vi body can be lmao)

He keeps the sides of his head shaved and the top in a half braided, half curly look that reaches about his mid-shoulder blades

Google says na'vi are 10' so he's like ,,, 9'6"? short king

Partially why he relishes having a human mate cause like ,, he can't talk shit

He wears an obscene amount of beads and jewelry - he is the oldest brother of his 8 siblings (poor boy has three older sisters and three younger, he is one of two boys in the whole house) and they don't mess around in decorating their big brother

Onto personality, he's a big softie

But he's aggressively protective of his family - something he got from growing up with Ronal as his third mom

He grew up prepared to be Ao'nungs right hand, but he didn't always have the drive to be a warrior

He liked the idea but never felt connected to it. It was just a part of the future he was meant to reach

it wasn't until he was pulling desperately at a bomb on Payakans fin and watching Lo'ak sob over his bleeding brother that he realized why he was going to be a warrior

He always mentally attributes his finding reason in his training to Lo'ak and his strength

So he starts training and learning to fight with a newfound passion

Having always been Ao'nungs right hand, its his plan to follow at his side once he's chief and protect their people

Family is the most important thing in their culture and Tonowari has been such a prominent figure in his life that it's his goal to live and die for them

...he needs some help with the self-love and valuing his worth too man

It's part of how he and Spider bond

He's made a majority of his life around Ao'nung and being there for the clan that he forgot to care about himself or really learn about himself as his own person

He finds out he likes cooking while trying to figure out how to not poison Spider after an unfortunate courting accident

He and Lo'ak bond by combining fighting styles and their culture

It's the culture that also helps him bond with Kiri, a surprise to everyone except Spider who knew they'd get on from the start

However, his favorite hobby is fishing - which he gets teased for relentlessly

For all his mischief and jokes, he's an old man at heart

He 100% can and will disappear become he was just vibing out on the water for hours and lost track of time

During which he also attempts to bring home little gifts constantly

He gets it from his little siblings but he's the type to bring you a rock he found and say it was pretty and reminded him of you

So all of his friends have jars of shells, rocks, flowers, etc that he finds for them

However, he also has a habit of collecting strays

He just takes shit home

An octopus was the worst until he showed up two orphaned ash boys that never left

Spider is passionate that its why he fell for him and very smugly holds up that he has a solid argument

But honestly Rotxo just cannot stand someone being alone

He grew up surrounded by so much love and so many people he cared for that the thought of someone being alone when he could fix it makes him feel sick

He is fucking terrified of crabs tho

Tsireya hung one from his loincloth when they were children and ah...things got pinched

Ao'nung used it to torture him growing up and now the one thing he struggle to accept as Ewya's are crabs

Honestly crustaceans in general

He hates them

Learning Spider could eat them was a blessing and a curse

Cause one, easy food to find and two, he gets to see them die (sorry Ewya) but that also means he has to help catch crabs for his family

As teens, it wasn't horrible. But by the time they are grown with 4 kids, it's actually his nightmare

He is a practical joker

He brings it out in Ao'nung too and they can rival Lo'ak and Spider for the amount of mischief they get into

Though theirs is normally innocent and not death or war inducing

The worst thing they ever did was sink a fishing ship - Lo'ak and Spider got kidnapped, they're doing fine

Constantly torn between big brother instinct and little brother instinct

He's the big brother but also,,, 3 big sisters feels like he should have a pass

He isn't as close to them as he'd like

The oldest two are mated to other water clans and the oldest still home is distant, they don't get on super well, but he was close with all three when he was a child

Well, they played a lot.

His mothers are both very doting parents and very loving, but for some reason there was always a disconnect with his directly older sister

The other two are still friendly and loving when they visit, just not as common in his life anymore while she is just ... separate. She hasn't been herself in years

It makes him the acting oldest and he takes that very seriously

He has three little sisters and then the youngest of the family is another boy, all of which are a decent amount younger than him

It wasn't planned that way but he likes having the gap between them, it gives him enough distance to care for them but enough closeness to enjoy them still

They're as much the bane of his existence as they are the joy of it

He will boast about them relentlessly while also trying to drown one because 8 kids was simply 7 too many

Tuk loves the littles though and so he spends a lot of time babysitting with Spider or Neteyam - the two that really get the big brother thing in the two ways he normally expresses it

All in all, he is a big family-loving, lowkey gym buff, softie that needs to learn to love himself

But, until he does, he has a small army prepared to do it for him

I need to keep expanding on this but I needed these thoughts out. Rotxo really hasn't gotten the development he deserves and I can't wait to see how he gets fleshed out

[idfuckhimcarnalleigh]

babe help i’m simping for aliens from a planet that doesn’t exist-

[frrrozi]

Ong SAME I literally just walked out of the movie theater thirty seconds and Im gonna go draw my na'vi rn

It was so heartwrenching I cried a whole lot and your Lo'ak looks great

DUUD It's been days and I still can't stop thinking abt it, I have SO MANY feelings 😭 I go to bed every night looking up the avatar tags everywhere to keep myself occupied 💀

[askinkiskarma]

Okay imagine this. Neteyam and reader having a moment and get interrupted my tuk. Of course her being little doesn't know what she saw. Until its dinner time and she brings it up . Out loud ....infront of the entire clan.

i would actually die if this happened to me ngl

enjoy anonnie x

wc: 500 words

Na'vi words used: yawne - beloved, prrnen - baby, sa'nok - mother, tskmuke - sister

"Baby, you have to keep it down, people are going to hear you."

"Let them hear, yawne. What's wrong with everyone hearing how good you fuck me every night?"

Famous last words.

Suffice it to say you were mortified. It's not everyday your baby sister... or Neteyam's baby sister, in fact, but at this point, she might as well be yours... walks in on you... doing things... things that no child should ever see, things that no adult should ever have to explain to a child, things that were so beyond what you could reasonably justify. To be fair, though, the flap of the tent was closed, and it was the middle of the night, and you were making noises that pretty much every other human being over the age of like 15 would be able to gauge for what they were and keep a respectable distance. But Tuk... sweet Tuk, innocent Tuk, the-cutest-pie-to-ever-live Tuk, she was attracted by the noises that she thought were indicative of you being in pain. That, in addition to the fact she was rudely awoken by Lo'ak's incessant snores again and felt she would fare better sleeping in your tent, led to this horrifying moment of blind panic and haphazard movements, trying to untangle your limbs and cover your bodies in sheets and blankets.

"Are you alright?"

"Oh, my God, Tuk! What are you doing here, baby?"

"I thought you were hurt, you were screaming!"

Neteyam couldn't help the burst of laughter that escaped him, and neither could you help the scowl that you sent in his direction.

"Oh, baby. I'm alright, I just had a... cramp. Neteyam was on top of me because he was... helping me... massage the spot where it hurt."

The next morning, you forcefully placed a pack of nose strips that you stole from Norm in Lo'ak's hand.

"Here. Use them."

"Why?"

"Because your snoring will bring this family to its knees."

Lo'ak raised an eyebrow at your annoyed disposition.

"You don't even sleep in the same tent as us."

"Yes, but Tuk does. And she can't sleep because of you."

"Yes! I had to sleep in brother and sister's tent last night because of you, Lo'ak!"

You looked at Neteyam from the corner of your eye, praying that the conversation ends there.

"Oh, ma prrnen, did you sleep well at least?" Neytiri came close and knelt by her baby's side, patting her head affectionately.

"Not that well, sa'nok. I was worried for tsmuke since I didn't want another cramp to hurt her, she was in a lot of pain when I came in. But whatever Neteyam was doing on top of her seemed to help, so I thought I could help too if she had another cramp."

You groaned, feeling an actual cramp coming when all the heads in the room snapped in your direction, and as soon as Lo'ak and Jake started cackling and Kiri started making gagging noises, you knew you would never hear the end of this.

[neteyamyawne]

Okay okay, but:

Neteyam covering your mouth with his hand while Ao’nung eats your pussy.

🪷 — Later sessions

❈ Pairing : Agedup!Neteyam x Fem!reader x Agedup!Ao'nung

❈ summary : Ao'nung and Neteyam give you a sweet and delightful lesson after your swimming sessions with them and they can be quite the trouble...

❈ Warning : MDNI! oral (R receiving), dirty talk, explicit smut, pwp, threesome, mmf, public sex.

❈ Word count : 450+ Not proof read.

❈ Note : After a training session while others are just outside of the tent? Hell yeah!

❈ Glossary : [Tiyawn] - Love/Beloved.

Your hand wrapped around Neteyam's bicep as his large hand muffled your desperate moans while Ao'nung dived his skilled tongue into your slick folds.

"look at her, squirming like a fish, bro" ao'nung chuckled against your puffy clit, sucking on the nub, your eyes rolling back in your skull

Neteyam smirked kneading the lobe of your breasts, rolling the perked up nipple between his slender fingers "such a slut for us, aye? You love it when nung eats you out like a starved man, doncha?"

Ao'nung looked up at him in mock offence as your juices ran down his chin, teal eyes blown out "you talk like you don't bust the moment you go down on her"

He drawled out, plunging two long digits in your tight little hole, his other hand hooked under your knee to keep you wide open, your slick velvety walls clenching around them as a scream that was muffled by Neteyam's thumb in your mouth.

You looked up at the dark skinned boy, sitting between his thighs, your legs spread open over his, as the fair skinned knelt between yours.

Your face was tear-stained, mouth wide open as Neteyam's thumb gagged any noises that you made, legs shaking, breaths stuttering as the blue eyed boy curled his fingers in your weeping pussy.

Neteyam and Ao'nung laughed quietly at your fucked out state "shh don't wanna alert our friends outside, do we?" your back against teyam's chest, pussy on display for nung, his face buried into sticky warmth, tongue and fingers working in unison with teyam's hands on tits and mouth.

"fuck- Y/n, come for me, Tiyawn" nung growled against your swollen clit, you whimpered tears dropping down your flushed cheeks with the added pleasure of Neteyam bites on your sensitive neck.

The coil in the pit of your stomach snapped, your scream being choked behind Neteyam's hand as you yanked on ao'nung's hair, which were taken down from his bun while your nails dug into Neteyam's forearm again, your breaths ragged.

Your climax coated the expanse of Ao'nung's chin and jaw, wavy hair framing his chiseled face as he licked his lips, savoring your last, neteyam removing his fingers from your mouth and licking them as well before kissing your temple from behind while you're laid limp between them as they took care of you, coming down your high.

"Shh, There there, sweetling, don't worry this is just the start" neteyam crooned in your ear as they were pressed against your skull, flickering now and then, before they both switched places and Neteyam's skilled fingers untied his Tweng, his hard cock springing out and slapping his abdomen "My turn, babygirl"

Bonus :

Lo'ak's jaw dropped as i gagged silently and turned around and ran the farthest away from your kelku "WHAT DA FUCK DID I JUST SEE?!!"

A/n : How the fuck did I write this in 15 minutes? I have no idea but omg did i love it

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[livelaughloveloak]

⌗🌬️ TATTOO ᩡ𖧧

⋆ pairing :: Neteyam x Navi! Reader

⋆ summary :: Neteyam spent his days telling his new metkayina friends about the special girl that took his heart back in his old clan. What was the one thing he kept mentioning though? Your tattoo.

⋆ word count :: 1.2k words

⋆ author's note :: this fic was based on the song "girl with the tattoo" by Miguel. Reader uses she/her pronouns. It's pretty short but ugh I loved writing this 🤭

If they only knew

The girl with the tattoo

"Teyam look!" You said while showing the new tribal tattoo swirling up your upper right arm. Neteyam looked in awe at how pretty it turned out to be.

You came from a more spiritual clan but soon moved to the forest, where Neteyam lived after the sky people destroyed your home. 

You didn't know much about your clan because you moved when you were still young but one thing you did know and wished to do was to get a tattoo once you turned 15. Amongst your clan the woman would get this as a sign of them entering adulthood just like a coming of age ceremony. 

"My girl, you look so pretty " Neteyam cupped your cheek, earning a grin from you. It was night and the people of the Omatikaya clan were still feasting at the bonfire.

You and Neteyam decided to leave early and ride your ikrans to a secluded mountain where you guys would spend your free time, or as some liked to call it, a “date”

Your bioluminescence freckles glowed in the dark, as well as Neteyam's. 

He pulled you into a hug, inhaling the cool night air, enjoying his time with his beloved.

"Even under the night sky she always seemed to shine brighter." Neteyam reminisces on his days back in the forest where he had you always by his side. 

"Forest boy is in love." Aonung gagged seeing how lovestruck Neteyam was, making Lo'ak and rotxo laugh. 

"Be quiet Aonung! I think it's cute." Tsireya tried to defend Neteyam but got drowned in by louder laughter coming from the boys once again.

She rolled her eyes and put her attention back to Neteyam. "She seems sweet, Neteyam."

 Neteyam nodded agreeing with the Metkayina girl. You were the kindest person he had ever met. 

You always did your own thing, not following anyone's expectations or caring if anyone was staring. Some older Navi would tell him that you were way too “independent” for a girl as most Navi women follow their parents' rules until they get a mate, which then they would follow their mate's rules. But that's why he loved you, he would always tease you and call you ‘miss independent’

With your unbeatable beauty and sweet fruity scent, your glowing and silky skin, as beautiful as the jewelry you wore which were gifts made by him. Your golden like eyes which glowed as bright as a star. You enchanted everyone you met, but Neteyam always thought you hit him the hardest.

Aonung stopped laughing and leaned forward from the tree trunk. “So where is she?"

"Huh?"

"You know, your beloved tattoo girl, did she not come with you guys?" Aonung asked nonchalantly as Tsireya leaned closer, also curious.

Neteyam's mouth shut, forming into a straight line, thinking about what to say. 

Lo'ak and Kiri looked at their brother in a sympathetic way, as Tuk sat beside him, leaning on Neteyam's side, listening into the conversation.

Yeah, I see you baby

Just don't lose yourself along the way

"Neteyam I am coming with you." You walked behind you, demanding that he brought you with him and his family. Neteyam was walking around his tent, packing his stuff up as they would depart soon after the ceremony. 

Neteyam huffed and looked behind him, where you stood. "No, you stay here and be the clan's Tsahik, without your talent the people will have no one when my grandmother passes." 

You furrowed your brows, of course you knew that you had to give up the role as future Tsahik, but what good would a broken hearted Tsahik be? If she couldn't heal her own heart, how will she heal others? 

Neteyam was gonna be your mate as soon as you two turned 18. He was next in line for the role of Olo'eyktan.

"I'm coming with you and that's final." You turned around and started walking out of the tent, heading towards yours so you could pack your own stuff. Before you could even exit Neteyam grabbed your hand. 

He took a hold of them, holding your hands in his own. "Please, I can't have the sky people hunting you down too."

You looked down, staying silent. It was true and you couldn't deny it, the clan was bound to get attacked at least once more. The current Tsahik, Neteyam's grandmother, also known as Mo'at would not be able to heal everyone even if there were other healers in the clan.

Mo'at taught you more advanced stuff as you were more skilled, which is why she had picked you as the next Tsahik.

You hissed in frustration and yanked your hand back from him.

 "I will come with you, maybe not at the same time but I will be there. Of course there's consequences but I'm willing to take them." 

And with that you ran out as fast as you can, leaving Neteyam in the dust.

Cause you're doing what you're doing

Just to get to where you're going

"If we took her she'd be in danger too." Lo'ak spoke up for Neteyam after seeing how quiet his brother had gotten. The others nodded understanding the reasoning behind it, as they didn't want to push into the conversation even further.

Kiri sighed and patted Neteyam's shoulders as an attempt to comfort him. 

"Do not worry too much brother, you too will reunite someday."

As night fell in the reef, the group parted, walking in opposite directions towards their own shared Marui. The Sully siblings had a quiet walk back to their Family's home. The most noise they had was Tuk yelling at them to slow down so her tiny legs could catch up. 

As soon as they entered through the makeshift flap they all went to their hammocks after greeting their parents. 

Neteyam laid silently, swaying side to side as his family were conversing with each other about their day. 

The uncommon silence from Jake and Neytir's oldest child set an unsettling feeling in them.

Neytiri turned to the other kids looking for some explanation.

With a sigh Lo'ak spoke up when he heard his brother's breathing slowing down signaling that he was finally asleep. 

"He was talking about y/n again."

But I knew

The girl with the tattoo

"Teyam!!" 

The young warrior looked up from sharpening his fishing spear only to find his youngest sister running towards him with a bright grin on her face. He suddenly noticed the loud noise coming out of a shell, signaling the clan that someone new arrived on shore. Neteyam peered down at Tuk in curiosity. "What is it Tuk?"

"Please Teyam you need to see this."

The young girl grabbed her brother's hand and dragged him towards the crowd of people forming a circle around someone. It reminded him of the first time his family arrived. 

Neteyam heard a familiar loud roar. It was an ikran

He hurriedly walked closer to the crowd, pushing some people aside to get a better look. 

His eyes traveled to the darker blue skinned female with long braided hair. He noticed the unique clothes she wore that complimented her other features. He noticed how crystals decorated her hair and how a single colorful feature was nearly placed in one strand.

His heart skipped a beat as his eyes landed on the black ink swirling around her upper right arm.

He watched you squint your eyes, scanning through the crowd to get a closer look at people, finally stopping once your eyes landed on him.

"Neteyam?"

Oh how he loved hearing you say his name again.

Oh yeah, I knew

The girl with the tattoo

[teyamsgrl]

Hi Jade!

Do you think we can get a neteyam x human reader with stretch marks? Like the one with Lo'ak?

thank you so much for the req! i love these kind of fics and am more than happy to do one for neteyam as well! it's so important to create fics surrounding natural things like stretch marks that become insecurities as it can prove as great comfort for anyone struggling. enjoy 😊

opposite view ✧ neteyam

°˖➴ warnings: fem human reader, established relationship, insecure reader, best bf neteyam, comfort and reassurance ofc 🥹 - yawne: beloved - mawey: calm/be calm - tanhì: star

it was difficult having a boyfriend that was a different species than you, for many reasons. you already looked different as it is, but the small things like your stretch marks made this feeling even more intensified. stretch marks were a thing neteyam didn't understand, it just wasn't relevant for the na'vi. he was never one to judge you in any capacity, but the lurking thoughts in the back of your head came to the surface and all you wanted to do was hide.

it was a shock to neteyam when you began to change the attire your wore, a hoodie being a rarity for you to wear considering the humidity of pandora. his eyebrows furrowed when you came from the lab with a hoodie on the first time but nonetheless didn't say anything, figuring it was just comfy for you. but as each day passed he became more concerned and more intrigued by your reasoning for it all.

late one evening you hear large footsteps marching down the hall of the lab towards your room, instantly recognizing the sound as neteyam. you quickly slip on your nearby hoodie having only been in a sports bra while tidying your room before creaking open your door. "yawne" you call out as you peak down the hallway, giggling at the way neteyam is crouching as he walks. "hey" he smiles and ducks into your room, shutting the door quietly behind him. "missed you" he whispers, bending to securely wrap his arms around your middle. "i missed you too, always" you whisper back, short arms wrapping around his neck as you bask in each other's warmth.

he pulls back slightly, eyes scanning your face before diving in, lips catching yours in a passionate kiss. you hum and let your hands run into his braids, fiddling with them as you kiss back. his tongue runs across your bottom lip, your lips parting to allow him in. your tongue glides against his, kiss deepening with every second. his hands that were once on your back were now wandering, groping and holding whatever was available. one of his large hands begins to push up the hem of your sweater, your foggy brain taking a second to register the action before you freeze up. he detaches your lips and speaks slightly breathlessly, "what is it?" his worried stare makes you well up, tears lining your eyes before they start to spill over the edge.

"hey hey..." he whispers softly, pulling you into his lap as he sits on the edge of your small bed. you can't stop the tears that continuously drip from your chin onto neteyam's bare legs underneath you. "mawey, mawey.." his large fingers begin swiping away your tears and coaxing you to take deep breaths. "you're okay.. what's wrong? what is with this sweater?" he inquires, showing you that he's already caught on and has been for some time. "it's the stretch marks, teyam.. i'm just- embarrassed" you sigh, pulling your sweater sleeves over your hands as if to sink into yourself more. "stretch marks?" his head tilts softly as he thinks, "those white lines, you know, on my hips and stomach.." he nods along as you explain.

"those? i love those... what is wrong with them?" his question is sincere, hands resting comfortably on your thighs. you sniffle, "they're just- ugly! an eye sore, just... unnatural" "i would say the opposite.. i think they're beautiful. you're beautiful and they're a part of you. maybe they aren't on every human, but that doesn't mean you should be ashamed of your body and how it works, even if that means creating stretch marks" his words soothe the insecurity flooding your mind, finally settling down. "it will take time, to not feel so bad about them but i will help you do that, anytime. you're beautiful, tanhì" you smile at his words and hug him tight, your body language showing him the genuine gratefulness you felt in this moment.

sure, it would take time to not despise the lines that stared back at you so strongly in the mirror but you knew it would be okay, especially with neteyam by your side. anything is okay with neteyam beside you.

[lixiesbrowniess]

Hi! Love your writing! Can you write some soft smut about Jake, Neteya, Lo'ak, Tsu'Tey, Tonowari and Aonung reacting to their Na'vi girlfriend goes into heat?

But of course little one <3 and thank you for the appreciation :3 [this took longer than I expected]

Headcanon: The boys when you're in heat

Words count: 2,8k

Warnings: p in v, sex, nsfw, praising kink, masturbating, soft sex, kinda heavy heat, very needy reader, Na'v!Reader, aged up characters 18+, penetration, semi-public sex, pregnant sex, cock warming

Na'vi vocabulary: Yawne: beloved

Follow the don't like don't read rule please - minors DNI

ׂׂૢ་࿐Ao'nung - takes place in the metkayina village

He's the type of man that would be a BITCH to almost everyone except you so most of the times he would be veeery soft on you unless you ask him not to.

You tried to ignore the burning feeling in your insides as you were currently with Tsireya. Yes it wasn't the best moment to go in heat but here you were with your pheromones going crazy. You quickly excused to your hut and closed the flap.

You knew your boyfriend was busy right now, you couldn't just pop out of nowhere saying that you needed him to fuck you while he was probably training to be a strong Olo'eyktan.

You quickly tried to satisfy yourself as your digits came in contact with your burning core you jolted feeling your walls clench painfully around nothing. You begun to draw circles on your swollen bud as soft cries left your lips.

Right then the flap flew open revealing a tall and muscular figure leaned onto the hut breathing heavily. "What are you doing?" His low voice rumbled into your ears making your insides quiver in need.

"I-" you tried to speak but the heat in your core said otherwise as you moaned loudly feeling your digits softly brushing your soaked hole. Tears started falling from your eyes as the burning feeling only grew. He quickly closed the flap and locked it to the wood frame.

He approached your convulsing body as pheromones entered his nostrils almost making him instantly hard. He leaned down between your legs massaging your thighs. You whimpered and melt under his touch.

"What do my baby need?" He whispered slowly trailing his hands from your thighs till your waist. You cried softly trying to reach his hair. "My baby's in heat?" His voice was so gentle yet so rough. You nodded quickly as he slid his loincloth off.

"Need you 'Nung" you murmured as he leaned to your arched body positioning himself to your entrance. "Of course you do sweetheart. I'll take care of you." He slowly pushed inside you stretching you so deliciously. You moaned loudly as he bottomed out spreading your legs as much as your body consented.

You cried in pleasure as he started pumping deep and slow into your core, his tip grazing against your g-spot. You gasped as you suddenly felt something wet and warm onto your nipple. His lips connected to the perked bud sucking and swirling his tongue around it.

Your back arched even more as you felt your knot grew stronger in you insides. "You feel so good" his cock drove in and out of you with hunger and so so slowly. He was fucking the orgasm out of you.

"I'm close- oh eywa-" you whimpered out his name feeling his tip brush against that spongy spot inside you. You screamed cumming all over his cock feeling his tip brush against the spongy spot inside you, wrapping your legs around his waist and clenching hardly. "I will make you feel so good" he closed his eyes leaning his forehead to your breasts. Apparently he wasn't gonna stop anytime soon and neither your heat.

ׂׂૢ་࿐Neteyam - takes place in the omaticaya village

He would probably eat you out like no tomorrow.

"Don't worry, your mighty warrior will take care of you." he whimpered as his tongue trailed along your neck. You grinded against his thigh feeling his muscles tense up. He bit your flesh softly and licked the little bruise.

"Teyam-" you whimpered gently tugging onto his braids. His nose brushed against yours as he proceeded to kiss your lips sliding his tongue into your mouth and gently rubbing your neck.

"Yes yes, papa's gonna eat you out first." his lips brushing with yours as he spoke. "you gonna be gentle?" you asked rubbing his nose with yours. "If you wish me to..." he started to kiss down your stomach till he reached your thighs."Gosh how i love this thighs" he sighed rubbing his cheek on one of them.

"All right I'm gonna start" he started to leave wet kisses and purple lovemarks on your inner thighs. Oh how he liked to mak you there so anyone could notice them. Then finally he reached your heated core, he took a deep breath getting drunk of your scent.

He shove his head in between your thighs starting to suck your swollen bud making you wince at the pleasure “Teyam-” you moaned loudly biting your lower lip almost drawing blood out of it.

His tongue swirled around your clit as his canines grazed on your swollen cunt. His hands massaged your thighs slowly lifting your legs above his shoulders.

Your hands flew to his head as he suddenly went lower and begin to french kiss your cunt. His tongue going in and out of your hole. You felt his tongue touch unimaginable spots inside you making you squirm under his touch.

He went faster gripping your thighs as they convulsed lightly squeezing his face. You felt your knot tightening hardly as he started to rub your clit with his thumb making your noises louder.

“I'm so close--” your breath hitched as you felt his other hand palming one of your breasts, taking your nipple between his fingers, twisting it and pulling it lightly.

That sent you over the edge. You came all over his face screaming his name like it was the only word you knew. You put your hand to your mouth trying to hold back the few mewls that were about to escape your throat.

You breathed heavily as he pulled away from your count. “papa's not gonna stop now sweetie” he said taking his cloth off “you made me rock hard we gotta take care of it right?” you nodded at his words opening your legs as wide as you could for him.

ׂׂૢ་࿐Lo'ak - takes place in the omaticaya village

He'll probably resolve it with cockwarming he just loves it

“It's okay yawne relax” he muttered against your neck. You squirmed under his light touch as you desperately tried to push your pelvis towards his to feel some kind of friction.

His dick has been inside you for at least an hour without moving even if your walls squeezed the hardest they could he won't move.

He would just stare at the little bulge that formed on your belly. And he would occasionally press his palm on it finding intriguing how it popped out again.

“Lo'ak please-” you cried rolling your hips against his only to be stopped by his hands around your waist. “patience yawne, patience” he said burying himself even deeper watching the bulge grow on your belly.

Tears started soaking your cheeks as he pressed his palm on the bulge. As long as he saw your tears he immediately wiped them away with his thumb. “aw don't cry love, here here I'll move” he pulled out till only his tip was inside you.

Then he shoved himself until it was completely engulfed by your quivering walls. A moan escaped your lips as you finally felt the so much craved friction making you clamp around his dick.

He sped up a bit finding his steady pace. Your wetness allowed him to slide easily in and out of you. You moaned loudly as he started to tease your breasts kneading them and rolling your nipples between his fingers.

You tugged at his hair as he went faster. “Yawne! ” you screamed holding yourself to his back, clawing it as the pleasure hit you so hard you couldn't control your noises and actions.

“You're close?” he grunted feeling your walls clamp around his dick. “let me help you” he murmured placing his thumb on your clit and rubbing it lightly but causing the pleasure to become more intense.

“I'm gonna-” you came undone, the knot snapped and your juices run down your thighs and reached his pelvis. He kept slamming himself deep inside you until he spilled his seed between your convulsing walls.

“Don't worry it's not over yet” he breathed out flipping you over and leaning down to kiss your neck and shoulders. “We won't be leaving this hut until your heat is complete.”

ׂׂૢ་࿐Jake - takes place in the omaticaya village

If you're into an heavy heat you're probably pregnant but he kinda likes the idea to have some pregnant sex [carefully ofc] rest assured he won't miss the opportunity.

You were four months pregnant and you were now experiencing a very hard heat. You were so needy you thought you would've died if you weren't satisfied.

“Ma'Jake..” you called softly as you approached him from behind. You hugged him stroking your hard nipples against his warm back. “What's wrong Ma'y/n?” he said gently placing down the bow he was training with.

As long as he felt you purr again his back he immediately got the message. He turned around and got on his knees placing his forehead onto your softly swollen belly. “Are you sure this is safe?” he spoke before leaving a kiss atop your navel.

“It's safe, we just need to be more careful” you said patting his head. He stood and picked you up bride style and started to run through trees till you reached your hut.

He opened the flap and entered the little hut. He placed you down before kneeling between your legs. “I'm gonna be as gentle as possible.” he whispered taking your clothing off and throwing it away, followed by his.

He gently stroked his dick a couple of times before lining himself to your leaking hole. “Slowly...” he muttered admiring his needy cock being swallowed from your cunt.

You haven't done it for four months. Four months of fasting. Oh how he missed the beautiful feeling of your count tightly wrapped around his cock.

You moaned biting your lower lip and clawing his shoulders. You missed the stretching feeling, and you missed this kind of intimacy between you two.

He started rolling his hips into yours as gentle as he could trying to tame his hunger. His pelvis snapped against yours forcing the sweetest noises out of your lips. He leaned down to kiss you swallowing all those beautiful sounds.

His pace became steady hitting every right spot in your insides making you moan and cry for more. “Jake~” your breath quickened as you felt your walls tightening hungrily around his dick trying to keep him inside.

“I know- I'm close babe wait a little longer” he muttered against your shoulder. The sound of skin slapping increased and you both went over the edge, you came clamping dangerously around him but he managed to pull away right after. He slipped himself out cumming all over your stomach.

He breathed heavily as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. “I love you so much my yawne”

ׂׂૢ་࿐Tonowari - takes place in the metkayina village

Oh this man would definitely do everything. Won't let you move a finger and he would be there just to please you however you want.

“Tonowari” your voice was raspy as you crawled towards your still asleep mate. The sunrise was far away. “wake up” you declared with shaky voice, “I need you” you whispered reaching his hair and you softly caressed them. He grunted softly as he felt your breath right onto his neck. “What's wrong my love?” he asked as his morning voice resounded in your ears.

“I need you so so bad” that when it hit his nostrils. Your scent couldn't lie. You were in heat and that affected him a little as he slowly started to stand on his elbows. “Oh eywa” he murmured as you straddled yourself on him and hugged his face directly on your breasts.

You slowly started to grind on top of him with slow and strong strokes causing him to whimper lightly. “please-” you whined softly not fully knowing what exactly you wanted him to do to you. You felt him slowly getting hard below your heated core.

He wrapped his large arms around your waist as his fingers drew circles on your back and his teeth grazed over your soft and sensitive skin. You let out a soft mewl as he begun to grind himself onto your wetness. “My princess is so needy hmm” he whispered in your ear as his hands ran down to your loincloth, slowly sliding it off of you.

“Want daddy to take care of you?” He mumbled kissing your collarbone. “Wanna ride this cock so bad” he pulled his cloth to the side exposing his hard cock “you couldn't wait mhm” he smiled teasing your clit with his tip.

You moaned with eager as you felt the light touch of his blueberry tip directly on your sensitive bud. You tried to push yourself down on his cock only to be stopped by his strong hands gripping your waist and holding you in place.

“Tonowari please-” your breath hitched as he continued teasing your leaking entrance “please what little one?” He softly bit your ear waiting for your answer. “Please just fuck me. Let me bounce on your dick!” You cried in frustration.

“Ah yes that's what I wanted” he stated finally plugging his hardness into your quivering walls. He spread your legs as he pushed himself deep till a bulge formed on your lower belly.

Your groaned softly finally feeling full, you started rolling your hips on him as he grunted feeling you tightening around his cock. You cried softly gripping his wrists as he started thrusting in and out of your core.

“So good for me” he grunted as he kept thrusting oh so slow but so so deep that you could feel the bulge forming on your belly threatening to pierce it.

He placed his hand onto the hump as he stroked it with his thumb everytime it came out. You were bouncing on his cock like a fresh teenage Na'vi experiencing her first heat.

You moaned and cried for his name as his pace never faltered hitting every spot just right. His hands were helping you to lift up before slamming back down onto his shaft.

And just like that you came undone all over him. He continued as he felt your walls squeeze him at full force while your eyes darted to him as you were craving more.

“oh yes. I will give you what you want and what you need”

ׂׂૢ་࿐Tsu'tey - takes place in the omaticaya village

Mostly like Neteyam but he'll ask you what exactly you want him to do

“Tell me what do you need” you heard your mate whisper into your ear. You squirmed under his light touch. “Please me Tsu'tey I beg...” you muttered looking into his orbs.

He leaned down to kiss and suck your soft skin. “mhh how exactly do you want me to please you?” he smirked, his fingers grazing over your nipples. You groaned in need “Ma'Tey please!” you silently screamed.

“You have to tell me baby” he teased again kissing you cheeks softly and letting his hard dick poke on your inner thigh. “Fuck me! I want you to fuck me Tsu'tey!” he leaned closer as he heard your words.

He lined to your pussy and slowly sank his blackberry tip inside you. You moaned loudly as you felt him hitting deeper spots and stretching your cunt. “So good for me hmm” he muttered against your skin.

Your breath hitched when you felt his hands kneading your ass cheeks as he thrusted faster. You moaned feeling his tip hit your g-spot making you wince at the pleasure.

Your canines grazed on his neck as his hips rolled into yours deeper. “Ma'Tey-” you moaned loudly as he pulled you closer by your thighs making your pelvis kiss.

“I'm close-” you breathed heavily arching your back as he held your legs up in the air. “wait for me love just a bit more” he said leaning his forehead to yours and thrusting harder.

“Look how your pussy swallows me whole” he whispered to your ear making your walls clamp around his cock. He started to kiss your nipples before taking one into his mouth swirling his tongue around it.

“Oh Eywa- i can't--” you cried out in pleasure as you came undone all over his cock. “You really couldn't wait huh” he grunted going faster as his dick throbbed inside your walls.

Your legs shaking softly as he kept slamming himself inside you. He was close, you wrapped your legs around his waist tightly not wanting him to pull out. “y/n what are you-” he grunted “come inside me- please don't pull out-” you cried. He curse as he felt himself spill his seed deep inside you filling you to the brim.

“I Hope you don't think we're done. Cause we're so far from done ”

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the fact that loreya's trope is love at first sight is something that is so precious to me. they quite literally saw each other, but they also saw each other. on their first meeting.

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your lips, my lips, apocalypse - neteyam x omaticaya ! reader

summary: when y/n hangs out with the women at the lab and decides to put on lipstick to feel pretty, her friends start to make fun of her. but not neteyam, he thinks she looks cute

contains: fluff, fluff, FLUFF, fluffy Neteyam, bf!Neteyam, bf material

wc: 1k

a/n: basically, i’ve been thinking about the sully kids hanging around the labs all the time and being fascinated with normal human stuff, especially with the makeup. then i saw this trend on tiktok, and i find it so cute and adorable, i wanted to do something similar with neteyam. so don’t thank me for the extra neteyam fluff you’re getting today… actually, do thank me please, i love the encouragement ♡

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Whenever the Sully kids would visit the science facility, you were always there to tag along. At first, it was because Neteyam had to keep an eye on his siblings, and you were basically attached by the hip to him. But as your visits became more frequent, you found yourself growing fascinated with the things humans brought with them from the Earth. The small gadgets they used, the clothes they wore, but especially the makeup. You could sit and watch women fixing up their makeup for hours. The way they would open their mouths while coating their eyelashes with thick black paint, or the way they’d change the color of their lips every time you saw them. One time you even noticed marks of the said colors on one of the men in the lab, and while the others found it gross, your heart fluttered at the thought of leaving similar marks on Neteyam. 

"Do you want to try it?" Marissa nodded at you through the mirror, as she finished applying her bright red lipstick, "Come on, it will be fun."

You hesitate for a second before nodding your head in agreement. The idea of seeing yourself with painted lips has always intrigued you. Marissa stands up to level herself with you and holds up two lipsticks, one is bright red - the one she's wearing, the other one is pink.

"Which one do you want?"

When you catch your reflection in the mirror for the first time, you can't help but break out into a giddy smile. The pink lipstick on your lips makes them appear bolder on your face, and your eyes are instinctively drawn to them. Marissa watches your reaction with a grin and compliments you on how beautiful you look. You too feel special, the same way you feel special when you dress up for celebrations. 

You jump to your feet soon after, eager to find your friends and show off your new look. But your heart shatters into a thousand of pieces when you see their confused faces. Spider and Kiri stare at you with widened eyes, and when Lo'ak follows their gaze to you, he bursts into laughter.

"Lo’ak, shut up," Kiri slaps her brother but it is too late.

"It just looks... weird," Spider adds with a whisper.

You squirm under their stares and make your way towards the exit, eager to get away. But your plans are quickly derailed when you bump into Neteyam. You don’t want him to see you like this.

"Whoa, where are you rushing off to?" Neteyam asks, as he places his hands on your shoulders. You hang your head low, avoiding his gaze.

"Nowhere," you mumble, trying to shake him off. "I'm going home. Just let me."

"What's wrong, yawne?" Neteyam lifts your chin up with his fingers.

You watch as his pupils widen when he catches a sight of pink on your lips. Your eyes threaten with tears, and your lip starts quivering involuntarily out of embarrassment. Surely, he must think you look ugly too. Before Neteyam can even open his mouth, you storm out of the facility.

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When Neteyam sees you quietly sobbing in your hammock, his chest tightens with ache. After finding out the way his siblings reacted to you earlier and scolding them for hurting his beloved, he practically ran to talk to you. 

"Yawne," Neteyam says softly before scooching himself in your hammock.

As you try to wipe away the tears of shame, Neteyam beats you to it, his hands gently cupping your cheeks. You know he hates it when you cry, always blaming himself for it. His face grimaces with pain, while he tries to dry the wetness off your skin. 

Neteyam's gaze then shifts to your lips, and you cringe, remembering that you still had the stupid lipstick on.

"I forgot to wipe it off," you mumble, embarrassed. 

"Leave it. I want you to keep it on."

"But I look ugly with it," you sniff.

"Nothing can ever make you look ugly, syulang," Neteyam leans in, nuzzling your face, "I think you look very pretty."

"You truly mean it? The others were laughing at me..."

"They are stupid children," he scoffs.

"They are."

"You know I don't like it when you're upset,” Neteyam pulls away slightly to look at you, his voice soft and soothing as he speaks, "Will you please smile for me?"

His words make you feel giddy, knowing that he speaks to you in a way that he doesn't with anyone else. You smile right away, eager to please him. He can’t help but smile back.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks cautiously, "I don't want to mess up your lipstick."

"I have a better idea," you chuckle.

You lean in towards Neteyam, and instead of kissing his lips, you plant a soft one on the corner of his mouth. His lips twitch at your touch, but he patiently lets you take your time. Pulling away slightly, you examine the lipstick mark you left on his skin. It’s a little faint, so you press another kiss to his cheek, this time harder. Then another one to his temple, and his forehead. Neteyam laughs under you, fully aware of the kiss marks you’re now leaving all over him. Finally, when his hands catch you by the waist and pull you onto his lap, you can't help but admire your work. Neteyam beams at you, his face and neck covered in pink marks of your lips.

"You’re done now?" he asks, noting your satisfied grin.

"Hmm, I think that’s enough," you tease, "Now everybody will know that you’re mine."

"Everybody already knows that, yawne," Neteyam grins, "Now can you finally kiss me on the lips?"

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𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. | Sully Family

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : instead of lo’ak being the one diving into the sinking ship, it was you - neteyam’s twin sister. pushed by the sheer amount of adrenaline in your system, you desperately search for your family. knowing you cannot handle losing anymore of them as well.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : sully!family x sully!daughter (neteyam's twin sister)

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : heavy on the dad!jake x reader & brotherly lo'ak in this. is this me trying to stake my claim as becoming one of your fave sully!daughter writers? yes, it is!! seriously uhmmm prep your tissues for your daddy issues! yes, that was a purposeful rhyme. & sorry didn't rlly proofread this!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : atwow spoilers, mentions of grief, loss, death, protective and emotionally exhausted reader :(, ure gonna cry because i love pain. hurt/comfort, angst.

𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 : Tsmuke - sister, Tsmukan - brother, Iarsä - Y/n's Ilus name, Yawntutsyìp - darling or little loved one.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 3k words !

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 : @eywas-heir @spicycloudsalad @missdreamofendless @prty-poisxn @scarlettwitch-4 @23victoria @avidreader3107 @purplehyacinthss @itssiaaax @neteyamoa @tsireyasgf @nijirozzz @useryourbut @yua-himari @sweetheartlizzie07 @grierpilots @reneehillary69 @fruitsalad1 @forasgaard

𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 : hi my beloveds! thank you for all the support on this <3 part 2 can be read: here!

𝐘/𝐍'𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑, the cries of her mother muffled to her ears that lay flat on her head. Her other half, her twin brother. The eldest, born only 7 minutes apart, was no longer there. There had come a time when his presence was so natural, no questions asked - no alarming feeling. He was always her shadow, and if not. Neteyam was there in an instant at her beck and call. 

They were both spitting images of their mother, they even shared her same deep spiritual connection with Eywa. Even their songcords aligned with each other. Y/n remembers then, how her mother had said such occurrences only really happen with twins. That in itself was a rarity for their clan. 

Now he was gone, yet she remained. The shadow that loomed over her, escaped as the Eclipse crept up on them.

You blink once, twice. Wiping the tears that you didn’t even realize were streaming down your face. From the corner of her eyes, she can see Lo’ak blankly gazing down at his hands which were coated in Neteyam’s blood. She scoots closer to him then, ripping the fringes of her loin-cloth off and dipping it into the water. 

If Lo’ak notices the shakiness of her hands, he doesn’t comment on it. It feels like his tongue had been stapled to the roof of his mouth at that very moment. Alas, his tender heart squeezes a fraction as you use the fabric to try to wipe away the remnants of blood.

A rough voice coming from your father cuts through the sentimental moment.

“Where are your sisters?” He’s not intentionally glaring, but his eyes alone felt like he was picking through your soul.

“Your sisters, where are they?” He repeats, more urgency detected in his tone now.

“I don’t know.” Lo’ak mumbles, every part of him looking lost.

Your mother's cries of terror grow in volume then. 

“Where are they!” Jake bellowed, time was of the essence. Now more than ever. 

“Dad,” Y/n whines out, wishing for him to just take a moment. 

His eyes meet yours for a moment, before breaking away. He couldn’t look at you right now, doing so would make him lose all of his resolves. Jake had to stay locked, just for a few more moments. Then he’ll have the chance to mourn, to bring you into his arms. To apologize for how now you must live the same faith he had to endure and suffer through.

“On the ship, they are tied up on the ship.” Tsireya wavers, her grip on Neteyam’s leg not letting up.

Spider's mouth moves, but you don’t hear a thing. Turning back to your brother, you hover over him. Neytiri leans into you as she cradles him to her chest. 

Jake gets your mom’s attention, and by doing so she passes Neteyam to you. Y/n freezes up, feeling how cold he is. Seeing how pale he is. This isn’t her mighty brother, it was a shell of him. 

As Neytiri flies away on her Ikran, the sound of its wings breaks you out of your reverie. Gently, you lay him back down on the rock before pushing yourself up. Staggering over to Lo’aks side, he pulls you into him. 

Usually, he’d nag about your height difference, but this time he used it to his advantage to briefly tuck his head into your shoulder. 

Jake looks to Lo’ak. “Both of you, stay with your brother.” 

Lo’ak takes a step forward, bringing you with him. 

“But dad, I want to go with you,” Lo’ak whispers. 

“Please, dad,” Y/n begs, unable to fathom sitting by her deceased twin while her sisters were still in harm's way.

Jake shakes his head, “You’ve done enough.”

“No, dad,” Lo’ak breaks. A part of him cracks, the guilt and shame consuming him.

Y/n places a hand on his shoulder, trying to give him some support. 

“I’m sure he didn’t mean it like that, brother,” Y/n spoke, catching on to where his mind was heading.

There you watch as your dad and Spider become one with the water. Y/n moves back to kneel down beside Tsireya, as she cradles Neteyam’s face and gives him a light kiss on his forehead.

Lo’ak takes one last glance at his brother before reluctantly tugging on your arm. 

Y/n regards him with uncertainty. Before you can question him though, he caresses the side of Tsireya’s face for a second. “Stay with him.”

Tsireya flounders, “No!”

He rushes to the edge of the rock, and you can only wince as you apologize to Tsireya for your and Lo’aks actions. 

“I’m sorry, Tsireya.” 

She tries to shout for you guys to come back, but it’s too late. You’re already both calling for your Ilu’s as you jump into the ocean. 

Iarsä swam right beneath you, and in an instant, you are gripping her tightly and making tsaheylu. Deep in your brain, you wondered if Neteyam’s Ilu felt the loss you do. What about his Ikran? Oh, Eywa.

“Tsmuke!” Lo’ak called for you as you started to lag behind a little. 

Quickening your pace, you moved by him. His worried eyes flittered over to yours.

“Tsukan, I am fine.” You tried to reassure him, but you know he saw through it all. 

His lips pulled down into a frown, but he knew now wasn’t the time to comment back to you.

Either way, he is interrupted by the shocked gasp that leaves your mouth. The ship isn’t too far from you guys now, but it’s beginning to flip over and sink down. 

Lo’ak guided you closer to the ship, haphazardly avoiding miscellaneous floating objects. 

“That’s Spider and Kiri!” Lo’ak blurted out, his finger pointing at two figures bobbing up and down in the water. 

Y/n nods, as Lo’ak yips to alert them that they are here. 

“Bro!” A light flashes in your eyes, and it’s coming from Spider. 

A sigh of relief escapes you seeing Kiri alright, but you can still see how distraught she looks. It physically hurts you not to tell her what had just happened, but time was escaping you all even more quickly.

Kiri watches the Ship fully engulfed by the ocean. She trembled, “Mom and dad are down there, in the ship!”

An alarm rings like an insistent bell in your mind. Of course, no wonder they were alone.

But where is Tuk? Y/n’s conscience is on overdrive, the exhaustion is gnawing at her heavily. She’d get nowhere like this, tackle one thing at a time. That’s what she needs to do. 

“Grab on- Y/n!” Lo’ak protested as you descended further into the murky waters. Except it was too late, she was already gone. 

Y/n’s eyes squinted as the water pulled at her skin due to the high speeds she was going at. In spite of that, it did not matter. Nothing mattered more than saving whatever was left of her family. 

Darting into the first opening of the ship you are able to squeeze through, not without realising the spaces were far too cramped to navigate your Ilu through. With that, you reluctantly release her. 

The further you descended, the more effort it took to be able to examine your surroundings. You can feel your chest starting to tighten just a little. However, Y/n notices a faint outline of an avatar body ahead of her. 

It takes every willpower within her to not weep at the sight of your dad twitching against a part of the collapsing ship. Jumping into action, wrapping both of your arms around one of his. Then you tug as hard as you can, back from where you had just come from.

You recalled the air pocket you encountered not too long ago. Yes, that will work for now. 

The closer you grew to your destination, the more your dad fidgeted in your tight grasp. Then, his arms reached up. 

Y/n and Jake exhale as they break through the surface.

“Dad?” She whimpers her heart, sinking as Jake struggles to catch his breath. 

He clutches onto the side of the wall, his chest rising up and down far too rapidly. 

“Dad, please. Take a few deep breaths!” She falters when trying to approach him, scared to jolt him even more.

He groans, eyes bleary, “Neteyam?”

It felt like an axe had been wedged in your heart. You’ve dealt with far too much in a span of few hours.

“No, dad. It’s Y/n”

“Oh, Y/n…you just look so much like him.” He struggles to say.

Y/n clenches her eyes closed in despair. She knew that voice, it was the one he’d use to try to weave out of something. Sugarcoating, he had told you when you were younger. 

She couldn’t help but weigh on the thought that he probably thought he was dead and with Eywa. 

Sighing, her hand presses into her face. “Sorry, I know. You and ma always say that.” 

In a blink of an eye, profound guilt encapsulates her very being. Once again, Y/n has been reminded of Neteyam. What she has lost, what she must now grieve.

Gulping, her voice stammered “I’m sorry, sir. His death was all my fault. I should have done better.”

Jake’s heart lurches at your words, being reminded of Tommy. 

“Focus, just focus on getting out.” He coughs as the lights behind you flicker. The ship's loud groans rattle in both of your ears. 

“Okay, okay,” Y/m mumbles to herself. Analyzing her surroundings, she realizes the water is rising at a quicker pace. Dammit.

“We’re losing air pockets, dad. Come on, let’s go,” She insisted.

Jake lets out sounds of pain as he moves into the corner.

“You know your way out?” He inquires. Before you look at him with a scrutinizing gaze he takes you in with all his pride. His daughter, his first-ever daughter. 

Ah, there it is. Furrowed brows and all. 

“I think so. But dad, you’re gonna have to hold your breath for a while. Okay?” She responded, ignoring the ache in her limbs. 

You lean into him then, thumbing the blood seeping out from one of the cuts on his face. 

Just like he’d do to you when you were little, an action so simple whenever you’d hurt yourself. Something you inhabited from him. 

That’s exactly why he can’t keep you here. You still had so much more to live for.

“I can’t make it, but you can. You can, you can.” 

You speak over the top of him, anguish spreading across your facial features. “No, no-no, dad!”

The tone in your voice pitches, conveying the desperation you felt right at that moment. 

“I refuse, I can’t lose you too. Not you, dad.” She says vehemently. So much finality had been wrapped into that sentence, and he knew that you weren’t going to move. 

If he can’t make it, then you weren’t leaving his side. You’re going to stay right here.

He rapidly blinks his eyes, finally clearing his vision properly. 

Ignoring the pounding from his head, he looks at you. Truly examining you. 

The face you hold at that moment is the deepest wound to strike him yet from today. 

Just now, he can see how mature you’ve become in a span of less than a day. It left him with such scorching indignation. No kid should have to grow up this quickly, but the unique circumstances brought upon your family had forced you to do so.

There are tears running down your face, and the seawater should mask it well. But he’s your father, he knows. He can see you clutching something tightly in your hands then. It feels like cinder blocks had been pushed against his gut when he recognizes it to be one of Neteyam’s armbands. 

Y/n follows his eyes, unclenching her first. He was right.

She swallows, lips trembling. “It was floating in the ship close to where you were before, maybe it was a sign from him. He was letting me know you were close. I didn’t even realize when it floated into my hand. It must have slipped off before he…”

A deep frown settles on Jake’s face whilst hearing you get choked up. He kicks his legs, ignoring the throbbing feeling spreading through his body. 

He leans his head on top of yours. 

“I’m so sorry, baby girl. I’m so sorry.” He coos.

You shook your head, forcing yourself to calm down. 

After he pressed his lips to your forehead, you lean back from him.

“We’re running out of time. Okay, you need to be really calm. Breathe down from here.” You press your hand to his lower chest. Mimicking the breathing you learned not too long ago from your dear friend Tsireya.

He follows you, pursing his lips. Inhaling, exhaling.

You close your eyes.

“The way of water has no beginning and no end.

The sea is around you and in you. 

The sea is your home before your birth, and after your death.”

Your eyes open, watching Jake take your words in. He tries his absolute hardest to ease his mind, just like you had done moments ago.

Good, he’s doing good.

Y/n continues. 

“The sea gives, and the sea takes. 

Water connects all things.

Life to death, darkness to light.”

The water is now up to your chin, even as you tilt your head up.

“Dad, you can do this. Please.” 

He nods his head, “I’m with you, Y/n.”

The words bring you great comfort, your heart now being able to lessen some of its burdens.

Y/n finally smiles. 

“Okay, last breath. I love you, dad.” 

He winces at the prickling pain but manages to give you a smile in return.

“I love you too, my daughter.”

With that, both of you breathe in before going underwater.

You start the treacherous journey out of here, doing your best to retrace the directions you had mapped out in your mind. Making sure to occasionally check back on your dad as you hurdle through random objects that stuck out. 

Y/n looks behind her shoulder once again, easing up when she sees Jake not too far behind. 

With a motion of your hand, you wordlessly say “follow me”. A reminder that maybe wasn’t needed, but you had to feed your dad some courage. 

Your chest begins to constrict a little, but you try to keep your mind elsewhere. 

You thank Eywa as you see the exit, holding on to the bar as you reach your hand out.

Jake latches on to it as you swim through the opening. There you both try to seamlessly get out from the remainder of the ship. The gap between you and the surface lessening. 

But Jake begins to slow down significantly. Immediately worried, you wrap your arms around him. Chugging over your limit as you pull him up with you.

Y/n starts to hear the muffled noises of her dad starting to choke. 

No, no, no. We’re almost there.

A gush of movement is felt from behind you both.

Lo’ak is holding onto Payakan’s fin, using his free arm he darts out to grab your elbow. He tugs you to him. 

There, you and Jake are able to hold on to the Tulkun for further momentum. 

The cool air nips at your cheeks as you finally break through the water. 

“Hang on, both of you! Breathe, breathe.” Lo’ak urges as he quickly holds your face to see if you’re alright. 

Y/n bows her head and then goes to personally thank Payakan for saving their lives.

“I see you, son.” She hears, there you gaze as Lo’ak and Jake share a bittersweet moment. 

However, right behind them, you see familiar figures moving closer to you all.

“Ma Jake!” Neytiri called.

“Dad, dad!” Tuk cried.

“Mom!” You and Lo’ak gushed.

“Come here, I have you. It’s Okay.”

“Tuk, Kiri.” She whispers to herself, finally allowing relief to invade her senses.

Your mother leans over, squeezing both your and Lo’aks hands. 

But you needed more.

Pushing off of Paykan's fin, you swim over to where Neytiri and Tuk was. 

Neytiri grabs you swiftly, letting you fall into the makeshift circle.

“Oh, my yawntutsyìp. My sweet, sweet child.” She mumbles, repeatedly kissing your cheek. 

She could not even begin to fathom the loss you have yet to fully process and grieve for. 

Another person in the Sully family tree had lost a sibling today. 

“Tsmukan, Tsmuke.” Kiri too leans forward in concern. 

You just give her a solemn smile, grateful that almost all of you were safe and alive.

She watches her parents embrace before her eyes loom over the empty gap in their family huddle.

It felt like only yesterday how Neteyam would always pinch her and Lo’aks ears, “Why are you guys always forgetting our family meetings?”

Huddling closer to one another, while unspoken you each know this event was something that would drastically change all of your lives forever.

“Sully’s stick together. That was their greatest weakness, and their greatest strength.”

“Thank you, great mother,” Kiri speaks up into the sky.

“Yes.” Neytiri echoes. 

Lo’ak gazed at you, then to the sky above. 

Y/n followed his actions. She was hoping to each mighty being above, that Neteyam was safe and sound. No longer in pain or danger. That was the least her dear brother deserves. 

As everyone loosened their holds, your parents did the opposite. Instead, they brought you into their arms.

There, they cried with you. Finally having a chance to mourn the loss of your twin, their son.

From above and with Eywa, Neteyam looked down at you all with questioning eyes.

“Why are they all crying, great mother?” He asked, not being able to understand the entirety of the situation that occurred before him.

Eywa can only give him a saddened smile. 

“Because my child, they are grateful to have known you.”

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷  neteyam, lo'ak

requested! - when you complain about your short hair, tsireya has a quick fix and she gives you extensions. you're excited to see your partner's reaction to your new hair.word count: 1467

a/n: I love tsireya so much shes literally the sweetestttt :(( disclaimer i reused a little bit of text for both boys BCS there's only so many times i can describe styling hair LOLalso!! yawntu means love/beloved/loved one in na'vi

✧ Neteyam:

You and Neteyam scarcely managed to go on 'official' date nights. Sure, you spent practically every waking moment together, but you enjoyed having outings where you knew it could be just the two of you. Following his promise to take you to a particular spot he had uncovered, you wanted nothing more than to make yourself look and feel pretty for what you hoped would be an unforgettable night. Unfortunately for you, nothing seemed to work your way. Your hair was not cooperating, you felt awkward with every cloth you put on, and even your jewellery felt uncomfortable.

You were frustrated; it was evident from how you stomped around Awa'atlu, hair a mess from your frustrating fails at stying it. You needed help and fast.

You soughed in relief when you finally found Tsireya, the most put-together person you knew. She sat peacefully under a palm tree, hands busy weaving together a garment made of shells and pearls.

"Tsireya! I need your help, please," You pleaded, your hands clasping together in entreaty as you kneeled before her.

Startled, she looked up at you, eyes full of worry, and she put her weave down gently, "What is wrong (Y/N)? Are you hurt?"

"No, nothing like that," You sounded, a slight pout on your face, "I have a date with Neteyam and I just… feel and look terrible. Could you help me get ready if you are not too busy?"

"Never too busy for you," She said, slightly giggling as she sat up to comb her fingers through your messy hair in an attempt to calm it down, "I can see your hair doesn't want to be tamed."

"Ever since I cut it short, I just don't know how to make it look good…" You spoke, slightly regretting the impulsive chopping of your locks.

"I could make it longer. Many Metkayinan women weave materials into their hair," Tsireya said, "I could do the same for you?"

You grinned at the idea but felt a slight pang of guilt; the process sounded long and you didn't want to take up Tsireya's free time, "I don't want to keep you…"

"Please, it's my pleasure! I haven't had anyone to do this on in so long!"

Before you knew it, Tsireya had gathered her materials and went to work in your hair. It was apparent she knew what she was doing, hands weaving the twisted seaweed, leather and threads into your hair at an incredible pace. She accentuated her work with little shells and gems, finalising her creation with a proud smile.

It had taken hours, and your scalp and ass were sore, but you felt like royalty. You stood to find your hair down to your hips for the first time in years, and you twirled with a gleeful laugh.

"Tsireya, it is perfect! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" You babbled, giving her a grateful hug.

She laughed and embraced you back, "Any time (Y/N). Now go; Neteyam will be waiting!"

Realising that you were almost running late, you took off with one last 'thank you' and made your way towards the beach, where you had agreed to meet with Neteyam.

The man in question sat patiently on the sand, entranced by the captivating colours of the eclipse as they reflected on the ocean while waiting for you to arrive.

You approached him from behind, arms coming to wrap around his shoulder. He tensed at first before he recognised your warm embrace, and he leaned into your touch as you gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"I was starting to think you had forgotten," He teased, but as he turned to face you, his eyes widened, your change in appearance taking him by surprise, "I… wow."

You smiled nervously, "Sorry, Tsireya was doing my hair," you averted your eyes from him in a sudden shyness, "I wanted to look good for our date."

He laughed softly and awed at your adorable demeanour, "(Y/N), you didn't have to do anything special," with a fond smile, he held your hand, pressing fluttering kisses to your knuckles, "But you look gorgeous, yawntu."

You blushed lightly, meeting his eyes, "Thank you, Nete. Just don't get too close," You chuckled, "She used some seaweed, and my hair smells… salty."

He snickered but pulled you towards him without a single care, your foreheads touching, "As if that would stop me from getting close to you," He planted a sweet kiss on your lips, eyes closing in bliss, "My pretty flower."

✧ Lo’ak:

Under the morning sun, you sat with Tsireya on the beach, the two of you chattering away, the cool ocean breeze caressing your skin. You always looked forward to moments like these, when you and Tsireya had enough free time that you could do nothing but lounge and enjoy each other's company. Since your arrival in Awa'atlu, she had become one of your best friends. You played with Tsireya's hair to pass the time, expertly braiding small strands of her long locks between your fingers.

"Your hair is so beautiful. I wish my hair was as long as yours," You sighed wistfully, finishing off the braid.

"Your hair is beautiful too!" She said, a sincere smile on her face, dimples showing.

"I just wish I never cut it so short. It's taking forever to grow out," you whined.

Tsireya grinned, the tinkering of an idea evident on her face, "I could help with that!"

"You're going to… make my hair grow?" You replied skeptically.

"Well, no. It would be more of a temporary fix. Wait here!" She squealed, excitement on her face.

She quickly returned, equipped with a basket of supplies in her arms and an excited grin on her face.

It was apparent she knew what she was doing, hands weaving the twisted seaweed, leather and threads into your hair at an incredible pace. She accentuated her work with little shells and gems, finalising her creation with a proud smile.

It had taken hours, and your scalp and ass were sore, but you felt like royalty. You stood to find your hair down to your hips for the first time in years, and you twirled with a gleeful laugh.

"I love it, Tsireya!" You exclaimed, giving her a friendly embrace. In return, you continued adorning her hair with little twists, using her supplies to embellish little crystals among the little braids.

As much as you wished you could sit on the beach and gossip with Tsireya all day, as the afternoon approached, the two of you decided it was time about time you would make your way to the rocky shore for today's lessons. When you arrived, Ao'nung and Rotxo were already harshly reprimanding Neteyam, Kiri and Lo'ak on their diving techniques.

While Tsireya went to scold her brother for being so mean with his guidance, you sat quietly between Lo'ak and Kiri.

Lo'ak took your hand immediately but did a double take when he glanced up at your face.

"You uh… you look nice," He stuttered nervously, quiet to not let the others hear. Despite his efforts to be discreet, you noticed the amused glances Rotxo and Neteyam shot each other, entertained by the lack of charm Lo'ak possessed.

Your Lo'ak was a man of few, awkward words when it came to expressing his feelings, but you didn't miss the way his bright eyes assessed your new hair, a subtle blush forming on his face.

When the lesson finally moved to the ocean to allow you to practice diving, you discovered the troubles of having long hair. As you swam, you found it hard to see where you were going when your hair kept getting in the way with every turn. What you could see was Lo'ak smirking whenever he looked back at you, bubbles of air escaping his lips as he tried to hold back his laugh.

When you resurfaced, Lo'ak followed, a cackle escaping him when he saw your state. Your hair was all over your face, and you were carefully removing it from in front of your eyes. His hands reached to your face, helping you clear the hair out of the way.

You whined pathetically, spitting the hair out of your mouth, "I don't know how the women of this clan manage to swim with hair this long. It's a lot harder than it looks."

"Well, even if you almost ran into three different boulders, you still looked very pretty doing it," He said earnestly, despite his teasing tone.

"You sap," You scoffed, rolling your eyes and splashing him playfully. But he ignored it and pulled you forward, wrapping your arms around his neck and giving you a gentle peck, a lot more comfortable now away from everyone's prying eyes.

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Catching Lo'ak and Neteyam

Request: Yes or No

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Stalking through the brush, you watched the yerik graze on the grass. You carefully stepped through the forest, staying light on your feet just as your mother had taught you. You slowly reached back to grab an arrow, pausing when the yerik lifted its head and surveyed the area. You held your breath, remaining completely still until it lowered its head and began eating berries. Your fingers wrapped around the wood of the arrow but movement in your peripheral caught your attention.

"Be quiet!" A hushed voice hissed and you narrowed your eyes, rising from your spot and approaching the tree. Your tail lashed around in irritation and in one swift motion, you yanked the smaller Na'vi out from behind the tree. He yelped in surprise, effectively spooking off the yerik.

"Why are you following me?" You questioned, holding the younger male by his throat and pushing him up against the tree.

"We didn't mean to distract you, (Y/N). We saw you leaving and- and I was curious." Neteyam explained, glancing between you and his brother. You turned your glare onto the eldest Sully child, ears lowering and frown deepening.

The tension between your family and the Sullys had remained for years. Your mother blamed JakeSully for the death of her beloved mate, Tsu'tey. The pain of losing him to war had fueled her anger but she contained it for your sake, keeping her hate hidden behind glares and murmurs.

"You-" Looking back at Lo'ak, you sneered. "-are going to get your family killed one of these days."

"(Y/N)-" You released your hold on Lo'aks throat, watching him touch his neck and cough softly. Neteyam winced and frowned, reaching out to touch his brothers shoulder.

"You're impulsive like your father." You pressed two fingers to his temple, pushing his head back. Lo'ak grunted, shoving your hand away.

"The hell's your problem?"

"Walk it off, Lo'ak." Neteyam advised, earning a scoff from his little brother but nonetheless Lo'ak turned on his heel and stalked off, smacking away leaves with his hands and tail.

"You didn't have to act like that." Neteyam sighed, watching his brother leave before he looked back at you.

"You cannot keep taking the blame for your brothers recklessness, Net. Someone has to teach him about consequences. If we are to become mates, he'll become my brother so-"

Neteyam grinned. "If we become mates? Starting to have doubts?" He asked, stepping closer and tilting his head. You couldn't fight the smile that crept up on your face.

"Never." You replied and Neteyam leaned forward, lips brushing against the white freckles coating your skin.

"Better not." He murmured. "I worked hard to win over your mother."

"And yet, she still dislikes you." You laughed and Neteyam grunted, a heavy sigh escaping him. Your hand found his and you gently pulled on it.

"Come hunting with me."

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