#neteyam sully x neutral!reader

[aurora-starwars]

Hi! I was wondering if you’re doing requests if not pls ignore this but if you are….

I was wondering if you could do a neteyam x human reader where human reader has glasses and is really self conscious abt them. Thank you and I hope you have a good day 🫶💗

Insecurity Is Suffocating

Pairing: Neteyam x human!reader

Summary: You are self conscious about your glasses, Neteyam tries to fix that

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: none, just fluff! <333

A/n: I tried using second person perspective for once… I don’t like it. But i do have experience with glasses and i hate wearing them, contacts for life. Anyway, thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy! <333333

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For as long as you can remember, you have needed glasses.

Living on an alien planet, estranged from your own, much safer world, was already a struggle enough. But managing glasses on Pandora? More of an inconvenience than anyone would have thought. You would always struggle to fit your glasses under your oxygen mask, Spider often teasing you about it, running ahead and leaving you behind because you took too long.

But not putting on your glasses was worse, you did not have good sight and you would be lost or dead in the forest before you even got anywhere. It wasn’t even like they had contacts on Pandora for you to use, those all expired years before you needed glasses, the people that had used them long gone. It was lucky they had glasses for your prescription at all.

This was always frustrating to you, having to wear glasses all of the time. When you are out exploring with the Sully kids, you felt just that bit more separated from everything, having two panes of glass between you and Pandora.

But you did have one comfort through your insecurity.

Neteyam.

Neteyam was always there, watching you silently. A small smile on his face, every time you were in his home.

Every time you would ask, “What?”

He would always smile and shake his head slightly, “Nothing.”

It was never nothing.

When he would get you alone, whether his parents were out or he visited you back at the lab, he would always shower you in praise.

“You look so pretty.”

“Your hair is so soft.”

“I like how your glasses frame your face.”

“You are so cute.”

You were never sure where it was coming from, what all of the compliments were for. So you just smiled, blushing at his words each time.

But on this particular day, you had a tough time coming to terms with the permanence of your blurry vision and the glasses you needed to correct it.

You looked in the mirror, tracing the lines on your nose that your glasses left before putting your glasses back on and sighing. You liked your face, mostly, it was hard to see without your glasses, which was even more frustrating. But your glasses got in the way of it, you could feel it on your face at all times, and you could never get rid of it. This drove you insane.

Thankfully, today also was one of the days Neteyam came to visit.

You heard talking in the main hall which was the room next to you. You sighed, thinking it was Lo’ak and Kiri coming to terrorize the avatar driver’s again, although that was mostly Lo’ak.

But your thoughts were interrupted when you hear a knock at your door. When you opened it, you found Neteyam hunched over on the other side.

“Can I come in?” he questioned, his posture looked uncomfortable and you giggled at his strange hunched over look as he stood in the doorway.

You opened the door to let him in and he moved quickly, squatting next to your bed like he usually does. You go to sit in the chair by your desk, with him squatting and you sat, you look at each other practically eye to eye.

“What’s on your mind?” he asks after observing your face, his head tilts to the side curiously.

“Nothing,” your eyes flicker to the mirror you were staring into only moments ago.

Neteyam’s eyes follow yours, even if it was a quick look, to the mirror. He sighs.

He has know of your discontent for your glasses for a while, as long as he has been talking to you one-on-one like this. He sees it every time he compliments something to do with your glasses, you make this little face of disagreement but never voice your thoughts. Every time he traces the lines where your glasses would be on your face when you take them off, he sees your little nose scrunch when you notice what he is doing. He sees it when you look in the mirror and your eyes flicker to the delicate frame.

Neteyam always though your glasses looked so cute on you, framing your face with its delicate design and shape. He thought you were cute enough to make anything look good, in fairness.

Looking into your eyes again, your eyes finally made their way back to his, he slowly reached over to cup its large hands around your considerably smaller face.

“You look so cute, you know this,” he started, to which you roll your eyes playfully.

“You look so cute, cute nose, pretty eyes, lovely hair, cute chin, silly but nice eyebrows, soft cheeks, oh look they are turning pink,” he smiles at you, looking into your eyes like they were the windows to your soul.

Now you were blushing, cheeks red and your face flushed, you looked up at him and you felt like you would crumble if he let go of you.

You knew where this was coming from but that did not make any less defenceless to his words.

He kept talking, figuring if he stopped you would somehow object to what he is saying.

“I have seen photos of human models and actresses but they can’t even compare to you, all of the na’vi girls in my clan can’t even compare to you. You and your glasses are so beautiful,” Neteyam looks into your eyes sternly, as if what he was saying was not up for debate.

“Your glasses only seem to accentuate your beauty, framing your face and accessories everyone of your outfits. Besides, I have seen some of the scientist’s glasses here, your frames look amazing in comparison,” he smiles at your giggling, your face still flushed, but you were feeling a bit better.

“Thank you, Neteyam.”

“Anything for you, oeyä syulang.”

Oeyä syulang: my (possessive) flower

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A/n: Thank you for reading! I did not really like this but I hope you did! <333333

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@nyotamalfoy @adrunkskeletonsduck @luvlykrispy @tainted-artist4161 @gamorxa @valentineheartzz @nighttimemoonlover

[simpforboys]

could you please write about neteyam purring while cuddling with his secret gf human!reader? maybe he gets embarrassed because he knows humans don’t purr

your boyfriend would often sneak you out of the lab during the late hours of the night.

he would insist on taking you by ikran, but clinging onto your 8’ boyfriend while soaring thousands of feet into the air just didn’t seem safe to you.

however, when he gave you those ridiculous puppy dog eyes, you would accept.

and it would always be worth it.

time like this, away from everyone. you laid on neteyam, his body much, much larger than yours.

you would stroke his braids, feeling him tightly squeeze you against him as he cuddled up into you.

you were laying up at the stars when a noise came from your partner. startled, you peered up to see him purring softly against you as he lightly slept.

you grinned, laughing slightly as his eyes peeked open.

“purring, baby?” you teased, your small hand rubbing against his large cheek.

neteyam blushed, ears down in embarrassment.

“when your avatar is made, you will soon purr like us.”

“i don’t know about all that…”

he teasingly flipped you over, threatening to lay on top of you.

you gasped as he put almost all his weight, purring into your ear as you laughed.

“can’t breathe-“ you huffed, his body cutting off the mask circulation.

“purr into my ear and i’ll get up.” he smirked.

“humans don’t purr, ‘teyam.” you stuck your tongue out at him.

“then i guess no breathing.” he shrugged, snuggling into you once more.

you tried your best to let out a gentle purr, but it ended up sounding like a dying cat. neteyam laughed at you, now making your face grow warm in embarrassment.

“go back to sleep, big kitty cat.” you hummed as he pulled your body into his.

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!    

a/n: thank you to the beautiful creator of the grown-up Neteyam photo! P.s. I’m sorry for the crappy screenshot photos of the only Na’vi mating bond we see. I tried my best :’)

Warnings: spoilers for Avatar 2

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ        

ISFJ

Gryffindor

Lawful Good

8 of Pentacles

Leo Sun, Virgo Moon, Libra Rising  

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿  

・You were the eldest of Tonowari and Ronal’s children. A Metkayina leader of the future. 

・You have many skills, learning from both your parents and the other members of the clan. A great hunter, creator and a deep love for the ocean. 

・Eywa was a big presence in your life, something that your brother, Aounung was jealous of 

・Tsireya idolises you, and when she was younger, all she wanted to do was be around you

・However, you weren’t very outgoing, and preferred the company to one or two friends - or mainly yourself whenever you got the chance

・You have your own Tulkun, whom you love dearly. They’re incredibly protective of you, as you are for them. 

・That’s where you spend the majority of your free time - talking with your Tulkun. You have an incredibly close bond, almost like telepathical 

・When the Sully’s sought refuge, you were one of the first to speak up in their defence

・Not only did you like the look of the Omaticaya people, but you were curious about their ways. 

・You wanted to learn more - grow as a Na’vi. You wanted to be someone with an open-mind. 

・It was why you got along so well with your sister Tsireya, Aounung on the other hand was a bit of a challenge. He always had been. And being the middle child, he definitely liked to act out 

・You formed a close friendship with both Tuk and Kiri. You always found the young ones funny. It was your instinct as the eldest child to look after the younglings around you. 

・And with Kiri, you loved her connection to the land. You could watch her for hours as she interacted with the environment around her. 

・You could see that she was special; Eywa had something incredible in store for Kiri. You just wished the rest of the clan would accept them

・But your eye was always searching for Neteyam, the eldest of the Sully kids

・Almost like a guardian angel, you were there when he needed you most. And your brother would tease you relentlessly, but Tsireya understood. She encouraged you to pursue Neteyam

・As you encouraged her to pursue Lo’ak 

・And your romance was slow. Even though you both had deep feelings for each other, it was like neither of you could confess it. For one reason or another. 

・You spent time together, teaching him the ways of your people. He was especially interested in the coming of age rituals. Neteyam wanted to participate. 

・You told him he didn’t have to, that accomplishing the Omaticaya rituals was enough. But not for Neteyam, he wanted to prove himself. 

・Then, when the event happened with Quaritch, everything changed. 

・ Luck, no, not luck. It was destiny that you were there to save Neteyam. 

・What would have been a bullet would was only a flesh wound, however, it did cut him deep

・The Sully’s were eternally grateful, Neytiri especially. She nearly lost her firstborn, and for that she felt indebted to you. 

・However, Neteyam was wounded, and it took him a month to fully recover. You visited him everyday, bringing fresh food and changing his bandages. This was how you two grew close. A deep bond was formed. 

・You both felt Eywa’s presence when you looked into each other’s eyes and finally realised who you were to one another. Mates. 

𝑁𝑆𝐹𝑊 🔞No one under the age of 18 past this point, I bloody mean it.

・The mating ritual is the same for every Na’vi, it’s the connecting of the queues, from nightfall until sunrise. 

・The mating ritual and sex are two different things, but ultimately the Na’vi only have sex with one other for their entire lives. 

・And although Neteyam would have loved to perform tsaheylu underneath the Tree of Souls, the Metkayina don’t stay underwater for that entire time. 

・Some may choose to visit the Spirit Tree and connect for a brief moment while holding hands, or to choose a secluded spot and invite Eywa’s presence 

・You chose to do both

・Both of you swam down to the Spirit Tree and connected to it, seeing each other through the other’s eyes 

・You could feel the other’s love and devotion 

・After opening your eyes, you kissed and swam to the surface, where you found a vacant part of the beach to stay until the next day

・Connecting with Neteyam was like nothing you had ever experienced before. You were able to feel his pain, his happiness, the weight of responsibility and the dedication Neteyam has to his family 

・In turn, Neteyam felt the same. For you both had the duty of being the first born

・When the mating was completed, it was announced through all the clan that you were together 

・Tonowari held a great feast in your honour. He was more than proud, as was your mother, sister and brother 

・You had completed a big part of Na’vi life, and the Sully’s welcomed you into the family with open arms. Especially Neytiri, once she got to know you and how good of a hunter you were 

・Sex is different then mating, but you still connect your queues nonetheless. It intensifies the bond, and completely takes hold of your body, mind and soul

・Neteyam is a soft lover, he likes to make you feel loved, safe and worthy

・His favourite thing is to bite your neck though, especially when he’s in midthrust. It’s like another way of combining your bodies. He wants to be as close to you as possible

[s74rf1sh]

Neteyam and PDA

Greetingsss, it’s been a while…this is a Neteyam x reader fiction that takes place before the um…yk…he goes bye bye. This contains an established romantic relashionship, reader is gender neutral and an assuption that reader is into/ doesn’t mind PDA. Enjoy!!

You and Neteyam had been dating for almost 5 months, and by now everyone in the metkaina clan knew about your relationship, ESPECIALLY his family. While he didn’t talk about you much with his father, due to their extremely strict “soldier-general” dynamic, he wouldn’t shut his mouth about you with his mother and brothers (Kiri developed a death wish at some point).

Every time they were all together he’d have to talk about or mention you AT LEAST two or three times, bringing you up whenever he could, and eventually everyone got used to it (even if he still has to deal with Roxto, Ao’nung and the others teasing you two).

But how did he act when you were actually around?

Well…

He’s always by your side, never leaving you unless there’s an emergency or a particular situation. It doesn’t matter if he isn’t touching you, what matters is that you’re by his side. This man LOVES to hold you:he holds your hand, he holds your hip if you’re standing next to each other, he has his hand on your tight when you’re sitting, he has his hand on your shoulder… He’s basically never letting you go, letting the world know that you two are together.

And if someone says something about him being “too clingy” or “cringe” he’d probably give the person a judgmental stare and walk on. You’re the only one allowed to complain or say something about his manners in public regarding you.

Although he’s totally more than ok with hand holding or overall physical touching in public, when it comes to kissing it’s a different story…kissing is the most intimate and romantic thing you two could do (he’s 15 guys c’mon😊🙏) and he doesn’t want the people around you to be part of that intimacy by witnessing it. He won’t hesitate to softly peck your forehead, back of your hand and even lips, but if you’re around other people just know that it’ll be pretty quick.

In case you’re asking yourself how the others feel about this…well..

Kiri is disgusted

Lo’ak is both unbothered and annoyed

Ao’nung, Roxto and Spider are mostly teasing both of you with their immature asses

Tsireya thinks you’re the cutest couple on earth (after her and Lo’ak obv)

Tuk basically sees you as her big sibling

Jake and Neytiri look at you and see their younger selves falling in love with each other <:’)

Sorry this is so short🥲

[moonpetrichors-blog]

hiii, darling :)) i've got a neteyam x fem!reader request, if that's okay!! it's pretty much pure fluff- basically y/n has really strict parents, so one night, when she sneaks out to see neteyam in the forest, he's surprised, asking about her parents and what they might do if they find out she did such a thing. but y/n's fed up with her parents, because after all, she's still young and should enjoy her life at least a little bit, so she bursts, blabbering about how she doesn't care what her parents think and that she can do whatever she wants- the two of them start messing with each other, just running around and causing one another to trip and stuff.. i kinda want it to end with y/n and neteyam kissing, but idk if it should be because y/n's all like "i can do whatever i want" and then kisses neteyam to prove her point (even though she actually likes him) or once again y/n saying all that and neteyam teasing her, basically provoking her to kiss him???!?!?!?! does that make sense?!?!??!? hopefully- obviously they like each other and all that, but the ending is on you :pp okay, thank you and byeeee !!

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Forest Rendezvous

Tags: Neteyam x Omaticaya!Reader, Oneshot, Fem!Reader (Can Be Read As Gn Too), Fluff, Sneaking Out, Idiots in Love, Strict Parents, Set Before ATWOW

Warnings: None

You are fed up with your parent’s overprotective nature. You’ve had more arguments than you can count with them about letting you enjoy your youth for once; like always, they ignore you, and tell you they don’t need to reason with you about their parenting decisions. So, you take matters into your own hands, and possibly Neteyam, too.

AHH THIS IS SUCH A CUTE REQUEST!! as soon as you said they'd run around I was pissing myself of laughter cause imagine two random teenagers going crazy in a forest, especially NETEYAM 💀💀 that boy has barely any sense of adventure in him, could you imagine if someone like Jake or Lo'ak saw him just like,,, running like a crazy person, smacking into trees, and tripping over shit?? 😭😭 As I wrote this it started out super cute and somehow ended up heated idk how 💀 I accidentally wrote this with a twist too LMAO

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╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-╰┈➤ ❝ [29/12/22] ❞

You leapt from branch to branch, taking care not to make a sound. It was eclipse, and you were idly wandering through the woodland.

Now, that's typically quite dangerous, and knowing your parents, they'd slash your eyeballs out for defying their demands for you to remain at home. So, what was your motivation for doing this? Because your parents had a stick that was perpetually stuck up their asses, and they never allowed you to live your life to it’s fullest potential. You were tired of it, and concluded that if you weren't going to acquire their approval, you'd give it to yourself.

You couldn't comprehend why your parents believed the forest was so perilous. Pandora was breathtaking during the eclipse, with the foliage illuminated in dazzling, vibrant blues and purples. Your breath caught in your throat as you soaked in the scenery; of course, you'd seen how the forest transformed at night before, but never from outside the safety of your own home.

You descended from one of the branches and landed on solid ground. The grassland lit up purple with each stride you took, and you were mesmerized. You followed a path of royal blue wildflowers, and ran your palms along the bark of the trees to feel their vitality. You swept aside the lavender fronds that were festooned around your body to fully appreciate the landscape before you.

You stumbled into something hard as you continued to marvel in adulation at the natural beauty surrounding you. When you looked up, a blue chest obstructed your vision. For a brief moment, you were terrified that your father had come after you.

When you discovered it was simply Neteyam, you heaved a sigh of relief. He emitted a surprised gasp and backpedaled from you, his cheeks flaming. He had no intention of being that close to you.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?”

Neteyam was the eldest son of Neytiri, a long time friend of your parents. He was someone you grew up with, but you found yourself yearning for him as the years progressed.

You were fiddling with your hair nervously, having not intended to run into him. “I snuck out. I wanted to see the forest.”

He nodded in understanding, yet seemed apprehensive. “But, where are your parents? Wouldn’t they be mad you did that?”

Your expression immediately turned sour. “I don’t need you also telling me to stay home until the day I die.”

You turned on your heel to leave, but Neteyam quickly grasped your forearm and sputtered out a string of apologies.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. I just don’t want you getting in trouble with your family...”

Neteyam was always a conscientious son and worked hard to avoid causing difficulties for his parents. You were envious of him, since despite the fact that you were a well-behaved child, he had so much freedom that he didn't even use that you weren't permitted to have. It irritated you even more that he seemed more concerned with what your parents had to say than with how you felt imprisoned at home. As if he'd ever understand your plight.

You snapped. “I don’t care what my parents think! I’m young, Neteyam. I can do what I want, and my parent’s can’t say a damn thing about it! Just stay out of it!”

He remained silent until you finished. You were panting heavily after you concluded your rant.

“I didn’t know you felt that way...”

“No, of course you didn’t! Your parents let you do whatever you want!”

That struck him deeply. It was true; Neteyam knew he possessed all of this freedom, but what you didn't know was that he was always so preoccupied with looking after his siblings and trying to make his father proud, that he squandered all the time he could've devoted to relishing in his youth. Neteyam said to himself, 'screw this,' and resolved to be daring for a change.

“Then why don’t I share it with you?”

You were baffled. “What?”

He snatched your hand and pulled you along the trail. As he dragged you towards a meadow dotted with a few trees here and there, you forgot all about your rage as it was swapped for curiosity. He turned to face you and clasped both of your hands in his, stepping backwards into the clearing's heart.

You raised your eyebrow. “What are you doing?”

He grinned. “Letting you enjoy yourself.”

Before you could question what he was referring to, you were jerked forwards as he drew you into him, whirling around in a dance-like motion. As Neteyam twirled you about, your laughter reverberated through the trees.

He was never a good dancer.

You stumbled over his foot and tumbled onto your backside as he spun you against his body to bend you against by the grass. You inadvertently seized his arm when reaching for the nearest thing to you, forcing him to collapse on top of you.

Both of you exploded into laughter.

“You’re so bad at this!”

He looked at you from underneath him. “Why don’t you try, huh? Spinning people is hard!”

You shoved him away from you, getting back up. “No it’s not! Look, come here. I’ll do it way better.”

You took Neteyam's hand in yours, and as you spun him to curl into your body, you thwacked his head against a tree instead. You gasped, and instantly knelt besides him to cradle his face.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

You examined his face for injuries. Neteyam suspected your grip was much more lethal than the tree, because the way you were manhandling him was practically crushing his skull in. Through squished cheeks, he said he was fine.

With your undivided attention on him, he thought you were cute. He always did. He should hurl himself into a tree more often, he thinks. In the midst of his fantasizing, he hadn’t realized how close you had gotten to his face. This did not go unnoticed by you, as he began to tremble under you touch. You shifted your gaze away from his forehead, and redirected it between his own and his very, very kissable lips.

You coughed awkwardly, immediately standing up. “You’re such a baby, that was nothing.”

He pointed an accusing finger at you. “You weren’t the one getting slammed against a tree! Who’s the better dancer now?”

You rolled your eyes. “Oh, please. I bet it didn’t even hurt!”

He was standing up now, and towered over you. “What, you wanna try?” 

For a brief moment, you looked at him, puzzled, before he shoved you against the tree, trapping you between it and him. He had one fist above your head, and the other gripped the trunk besides your hip. You needed a moment to gather yourself, but it was useless when you registered your position.

“You know, you should definitely be getting home now. I bet your parents are worried.”

You groaned. “This again? I told you, I can do what I want! Besides, I’m with you, what could possibly be so dangerous about that?”

Something akin to rakishness glinted in his eyes. “What makes you say that?”

You laughed to yourself. “You’re such a goody-two-shoes, Neteyam. You’re the least of my worries.”

He neared closer to your lips, maintaining eye contact. “Are you forgetting what position you’re in right now, Y/N?”

His attempt to be cool only made you giggle. That was so unlike him. “What, you’re going to whisk me away into the sunset and ferociously make out with me?”

You secretly hoped he would. The thought also crossed your mind that it’d be a massive fuck you! to your parents, because after all, they didn’t want you talking to boys.

“Who’s to say I won’t kiss you?”

Your jaw dropped, but you couldn’t look away. You were both bewitched yet shocked. “You wouldn’t.”

Where did this newfound confidence come from? Neteyam was never this way! If your parents found out what you did in your little rendezvous with him, they would murder you first, then his family!

“I don’t know, if they saw us right now, they’d probably think I’m a bad influence to you.”

“You don’t influence me at all. I told you, I do what I want.”

That provoked him. Immediately, he gripped your chin and tilted your head up to properly face him. One hand rested on your waist, while the other shifted to grasp your cheeks firmly. Before you could say anything, he captured your parted lips in a searing, almost burning kiss, as his mouth moved in frenzied rhythm with yours. Neteyam practically stole all the air out of your lungs, gasping when he withdrew from you for a moment to breathe.

You pressed the backside of your hand to your lips, inhaling deeply. You held his necklace, unsure of where else to put your hands, trembling as you struggled to process what had just transpired.

You couldn’t meet his gaze. “Why did you do that?”

Neteyam wasn't sure what he was striving to accomplish, but it felt good to do something impulsive for once. It was something he wanted to do. You telling him that he was too perfectly behaved to do anything mischievous, worthy of your parents' condemnation, stirred something within him; he wanted to live a little. To discover the thrill of life within you.

“Guess I’m not such a goody-two-shoes anymore, huh?”

He was beaming again, as if he hadn't just kissed you to death. You couldn't believe that this was the same Neteyam you grew up with, had a crush on for years, and who had never caused anyone any trouble.

“Y/N, I really like you.”

Your fingers were still hooked to his necklace, slowly drawing him closer to you again.

“I guess... I like you too.”

Neteyam's face lit up, and this time he kissed you tenderly and lovingly. Although it was a striking contrast to the other heated, frenetic kiss he had given you, this one intended to demonstrate how much his heart truly adored you. He soon wrapped his arms around your hips and hoisted you up, spinning you around the grassy clearing. You grasped his shoulders fearfully, yelling at him to put you down, but he continued to chuckle.

Maybe you should sneak out more often.

[z4naluvsu]

~*. Delinquent .*~

Loak Te Suli Tsyeyk'itan x Gn! Metkayina Reader!!

🪷FLUFF!🪷 warnings!: Crush at first sight, love struck Lo’ak, teasing neteyam because Lo’ak Likes Reader! mentions of deep water! (nothing major!) requested?= No! ^.^🪷 *. NOTES! .* 🐚Lo’ak x gender neutral Reader!! English isn’t my first language sorry!!🐚

italics = Metkayina sign Language / some Na’vi??

Bold= mostly time skips!!

🥥NOT PROOF READ!!🥥

🪷Nobody POV!🪷

y/n’s feet squish against the bare sand, the breeze of the fresh salty air filling their nose. It had been a peaceful morning. Y/n pick up seashells on the beach, placing them into the small pouch that say comfortably on their hip. They hum a soft tune, and then they spotted Tsireya. Y/n and Tsireya had been inseparable since they had first met.

“N/N!” Tsireya yelled happily! Engulfing you into a hug as she smiled. “Reya!” y/n chirped as the both hugged. “Ilu riding?” The Metkayina girl smiled joyfully as you made the request! You chirp, small yips and clicks erupting from their throat softly as Y/N called out to the Ilu. Tsireyas chirped to her Ilu as well connecting the hinds as they rode their ilus in the ocean. They ride happily collecting sea shells…

A little while had passed. Soon the clans horn went off? “Visitors?” Y/n and Tsireya said at the same time, the dove down and rode towards the dock. Tsireya walked out of the water disconnecting her bond. As y/n did the same. They had both felt a pair of eyes on them…odd? As they approached, the asshole or well chiefs son Ao’nung approached. Rotxo not far behind.

Tsireya and y/n approached people moving out of their way as the got a good look. They were…blue? They had skinnier tails, smaller limbs, more of an agile build, and long braids all cascaded Down their backs. They looked tired.

Ao’nung and Rotxo laughed, smug grins and smirks on their faces. “is that supposed to be a tail?” Ao’nung chirped proudly as he grabbed the tail causing The second Male’s tail to flick with annoyance. “Ao’nung! Rotxo! Do not!” Tsireya interfered before I could. Slapping Ao’nungs arm lightly as Ao’nung retreats with a smirk on his face. You just stayed behind Tsireya, a small giggle leaving your lips as you try and quiet it with the palm of your three fingered hand. Your eyes lingered around each figure.. seeing the smallest silly being carried by Jake sully. Your heart swelled with loving feeling at the sight. Feeling a pair of eyes on you, your gaze meets the Amber golden-hued eyes of the youngest son. Lo’ak… “Hey…” He said with a small smirk. His brother looking at you for a split second before facing forward.

(yeahhhhh I’m to lazy for this -.- part two tomorrow or I’ll probably update this SORRY)

[mayhemories]

Pregnancy baby trope baby daddy Neteyam x reader please

TELLING NETEYAM YOURE PREGNANT 😩😩😩😩😩😩

Tsahik Always Knows

Oh my god!! Daddy Neyetam would be so sweet! Also, I'm sorry for the lack of posts, I've been studying overseas and this course is an intensive fieldwork unit so I have had like no time to think. Additionally, some of my tags are working and some are not - I'm so sorry if I miss out on tagging you!

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x Reader (James Cameron’s Avatar) 

Requested: Yes | No

Warnings: none. Vomit? Fluff? 

Words: 1.8k

Author’s Notes: 

Neteyam is 24, reader is 23, established relationship. AU where they never left the forest and Jake is still Olo’eyktan, Neteyam will take that mantle eventually,, happy-happy can’t read or write any more angst for real. 

Please note that the reader utilises she/her pronouns. If you’d prefer male or gender-neutral pronouns in fic I’m more than happy to repost a male or gn version of the story, otherwise include any pronoun preferences in the request box!

Tag List: @lilprettypetite @nyotamalfoy @weasleytwinwheezes @aonungs-tsahik @rainbowsocks @glitterandgoldfinds @bluealiensimp @melsunshine @ussoppl @wondxrgurll @luvlykrispy @myheartfollower @gloryavila

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You stared at the remnants of last night’s dinner on the floor. You had vomited, again. This had been happening in the mornings, on and off for the last few weeks. You did not feel sick, so why were you sick? 

Normally the vomit happened at home. Normally Neteyam had already left to tend to his duties. Normally you could clean it up and pretend like it never happened. 

The heat of your embarrassment swarmed over your neck and shoulders, sweeping up into your cheeks and ears. You knelt, frozen in place over the bile you had just produced. 

On Mo’at’s tent floor. 

She was practically, and legally, your grandmother, and had been since you were nineteen-years-old. But you never thought of her like that. She was your Tsahik, your teacher, your elder, your spiritual guide, healer of the Omaticaya. 

And you had vomited on her floor. 

Mo’at cleared her throat, sitting across from you, your shameful vomit between you. Tears welled in your eyes. This was the worst day of your life. 

“Well, luckily it was just you and me here, hm,” Mo’at said with an unusual lightness, a sweetness that was enough to spin you out of your own thoughts. 

“My Tsahik, I am so sorry I do not know-” 

“Don’t be stupid, how can you not know?” The typical biting Mo’at that you were familiar with came back, quickly. The woman leaned forward with a cloth, mopping up your watery bile like a dealdly secret to be kept between the Tsahik and her assistant.

Now, you really did not know what she meant. You sat up taller, finding a cloth to wipe your mouth clean, something tangible to hold onto. 

“My Tsahik, I promise you, I do not know what you think I know.” You whispered into the cloth at your mouth. Mo’at discarded her cloth that blotted your vomit into a wooden bowl. Some poor trainee will deal with it later. She squinted at you, taking you in. Harshly, she grabbed at your wrists, inspecting your palms, and your shaking, delicate fingers. 

She huffed as she held your wrist tightly in her left, her right hand poking at your cheek, breasts and thighs. “Hey!” you had enough of her prodding, as you pulled your wrist from her vice-like grip. 

“Lay down. Now.” The Tsahik made moves to push you back onto the woven mats on the floor. You were scared and confused and honestly, getting rather emotional. You were still reeling over the embarrassment the vomit caused you. More and more these days you found yourself crying over nothing, or getting easily embarsassed. 

You laid still, scared of Mo’at, and, scared of vomiting again. Flat on your back, you stared at the keen weavings of Mo’at’s medical tent. You hissed, looking down, Mo’at has placed a cold hollowed stone on your lower stomach, her ear pressed against it, she furrowed her brow bone. 

The elder woman jerked up once she was satisfied, discarding her stone instrument, she settled back into her seated position on the floor, you mirroring her. 

“Tsahik-” 

“You are with child, quite obviously.” Mo’at had cut you off, while simultaneously giving you news that ripped all the air from your lungs. 

Your mind was spinning. You were happy, you were sad, you were excited, you were embarrassed. How could you not see the signs within yourself? Obviously you and Neteyam mated often- 

Oh, Eywa. 

Neteyam. 

You were going to have to tell him. 

It was not like you both hadn’t spoken on the topic before, you knew you both wanted kids, a family. Additionally, children were expected, a future Olo'eyktan must be secured. 

But the two of you had not planned for it to happen so soon. You had been so careful, tonics and teas. God, Neteyam pulled out most of the time. 

Subconsciously one hand laid across your abdomen, the other covering your mouth. You felt your eyes struggling to focus on Mo’at, on anything really. You felt like a shell. A shell with a small shell inside. 

“How far along?” You whispered, normally you would scold yourself for your informality towards Mo’at, but you would give yourself a break just this once. 

“A month, maybe two. Nothing more, nothing less. You are not physically showing yet but you cannot be far away.” The rare gentleness from Mo’at rose its head once again. You were grateful for it. “Now, my lovely girl, go. Go collect yourself and tell my grandbaby that you’re having my great-grandbaby.” Mo’at said softly, helping you to your feet. 

You couldn’t remember the short walk from Mo’at’s tent to the home you shared with Neteyam. You felt as if you were on auto-pilot, blacking out and teleporting from place to place. You quickly sat on the side of your shared bed. Furs and gossamer blankets providing comfort to your shaking legs. Laying back, you stared at the gossamer canopy Neteyam had only recently erected above your bed, dangling your legs off the side. 

You rested your hands on your stomach, trying to etch into your memory what it felt like now, knowing that it will eventually swell with the growth of your baby. 

Neteyam’s baby. 

Realistically, you knew that Neteyam won’t be angry. Shocked? Maybe. But angry? Neteyam had never, ever been angry with you before. Emotionally? It was a different story, you imagined Neteyam being frustrated and screaming at you. You imagined him being disappointed. You imagined him packing his things and leaving. The passing thoughts alone were enough to put you on edge. 

Sighing aloud, you had a look at the water clock resting on the other side of the room, you still had a few hours before Neteyam was to return. You still had a few hours to pull yourself together and work out how you were going to spit it out. 

Neteyam ran his hands over his face, pulling up his ionar onto his forehead. His whole body burned from that flight. He had missed you today, not usually staying out on patrol this late, but the young recruits needed training, and Neteyam was always eager to please. But, he was a domestic man at heart, he loved being at home with you, loved pulling you to his chest, loved making whatever new thing you asked for. 

He loved nesting, he realised. Loved doing it with you. 

Striding from the Ikran keeper, Neteyam wanted nothing more than to see you. 

The warm lights of your home welcomed him, though when he peered through the gap in the curtain flap, all he saw was your anxious figure, pacing back and forth, muttering to yourself. The air was wrong, Neteyam had never really seen you like this. He watched quietly, confused as to how you had not scent him already, something was wrong with you and he would be damned if he did not find out what. 

“Oh Eywa, what am I supposed to say?” You prayed silently, wringing your wrists. You thought the pacing would bring you clarity, as it often provided your father-in-law. Yet you felt empty. And so unbearably full at the same time. In the few hours you had to wait for your mate you had come to love the little life growing in your womb.

You were so excited. You could hardly contain yourself. Neteyam would be the most perfect father. But as the night grew closer your brain started to pick itself apart. 

It was all too much. You fell to your knees in the middle of your home, letting the tears flow freely now. 

Neteyam did not let that stand for long. He quickly rushed in, picking you up and placing you in his lap. His strong arms snaking around your sobbing form. Your head quickly found is chest. He felt your hot tears streaming down your beautiful face and onto his skin. Neteyam hushed you, like he watched his mother do with his siblings, gently rocking you back and forth. It was so silent, save from your sobbing hiccups. Neteyam did not dare speak until you had stopped. 

“My love, what has happened?” He asked gently, pulling away to cup your delicate face in his large, calloused hands. His eyes found yours, and he could see something was creating great turmoil in the labyrinth of your complicated, intelligent mind. 

You sighed in response, shaking your head. Trying to find any courage at all. Knowing you have news that will change the course of someone’s life was not something you dealt with well. Maybe you were not cut out to be the clan’s spiritual leader as Tsahik. But that was a different problem for a different day. 

Neteyam placed a chaste kiss to your lips, then your cheeks, under your eyes, the tip of your nose, your forehead. You were loved, he said through the gesture. You are safe here. 

“Neteyam,” You started, softly. You were always softspoken. Something of which drove Neteyam crazy in love with you. So gentile, so docile, so calm. “I have something to tell you.” Neteyam’s stomach started to flip at your words, anxiety settling in, but like any good soldier, he willed his face into a blank expression. Giving nothing away. 

And, in turn, giving you nothing. 

“Continue my little love.” He said, putting your baby hairs behind your ears, smoothing your loose hair down as you spoke. 

“Neteyam,” You cleared your throat, forcing that invisible, metaphysical bubble away. “I am with child.” The words hung in the air between you, and all you could do was wait for your mate to respond.

Neteyam felt like he was dreaming. Of all the things he prepared for you to say, you being pregnant was not one of them. 

His tail betrayed him before his mouth did. Rapidly going side to side, the smile that erupted on Neteyam’s face threatened to split his jaw apart. 

You were carrying a baby. His baby. Your baby, together, with him. 

You melted into Neteyam’s searing kiss as he held you flush to his body. Pulling apart, Neteyam’s hands rested on your stomach, bright eyed and smily. He kissed your stomach over and over and over again. Peppering the whole area with his hot lips. You giggled at him. He was perfect. 

“Oh (y/n), I am so happy.” Neteyam kissed you again, your giggles erupting between kisses as he could not decide on what he wanted to look at, your face or your stomach. “How long have you known, sweetheart?” He rested his forehead on yours, his hands resting on your still flat stomach. 

“I found out earlier today.” You couldn’t help but smile. “Your grandmother knew.” 

Neteyam laughed, his shoulders shaking, beads of his braids clinking together. 

“She knows everything.” 

That night as the two of you laid in bed, Neteyam spooning you, you rose out of your slumber briefly. Neteyam’s tail had wrapped itself around your thigh, your own tail sat under your abdomen of its own accord. Neteyam’s fingers splayed over your stomach. He was so protective already. So in love with you and your unborn baby. 

You smiled. Shutting your eyes you thanked Eywa for gifting you with something so precious. 

[starkeysmoon]

MISSED YOU

paring: neteyam sully x omaticaya gender neutral! reader

summary: neteyam sneaks away to see you

warnings: none, fluff!

word count: 1.2K!

request: hi i have a neteyam request :) i’d like to read about neteyam sneaking out to see his secret gf, basically his rebellious era hahah, where instead of doing his duties he goes to see his gf and he is happier with her, not needing to be the perfect son (bonus if the sully family are shocked by his recent behaviour and then meet his gf)

a/n: hey lovely, thank you so much for the request! i’m thinking of making the bonus into a part two, hope that’s alright. (also! my orignal upload got deleted??)

it wasn’t in neteyam’s nature to act like this. disregarding his parents' orders and sneaking around to see you.

however, he couldn't stop thinking about you. especially the laugh that would fall from your lips when he made a joke, the never-ending smile he wore when he was around you, the warmth of your touch, and just the way you made him feel in general.

It was as if you had cast a spell on him that he couldn’t seem to break from, not that he was complaining.

all he knew for certain was that he needed to see you. as a result, he settled to complete his task as soon as possible. his parents, particularly his father, had instructed him to gather twigs and branches for the mreki u'lito (fire pit) tonight.

he hastily gathered the twigs and branches, tying them together before he placed them to the side of a tree and hiding them well. he made a mental note to himself that he would bring them back home later, as he was supposed to.

a sense of guilt filled his chest as he looked back to check on the now-wrapped twigs and branches. his hands trembled a little. his tail swooshed from side to side. debating if he wanted to go through with it or not.

neteyam knew he shouldn’t leave his duties unattended, especially as the eldest son of the family. his parents were counting on him.

he knew it was wrong and that they would be worried if he didn't return soon, but why did being around you feel so right? he let out a huff, shaking his head before walking in the direction of your meeting spot.

neteyam was approaching, walking quickly, but he paused. his ears perked up when he heard familiar sounds of laughter and giggles coming from south the direction of where you were supposed to meet.

he followed instinctively and was met with a surprising sight. you were playing with a plant, the helicoradian to be exact.

he watched you in awe as you touched the leaf, it coiled up and retracted to the ground in response. you let out a soft giggle before moving to the next one.

“(name)!” he called, a smile filling his face. you turned towards the sound of the voice, smiling, before rushing towards the young boy and immediately engulfing him in a hug.

he sighed in contentment at the warmth of your presence. his previous sullen demeanor completely washing away from his body. his hands moved down to your waist and drew you in closer. the two of you stayed like that for a few moments before eventually pulling away.

“that seemed like a lot of fun,” he noted, and you nodded your head in agreement.

“it was.” you answered, your smile widening. “so, what brings you here?” you teased, already knowing the answer.

“a certain someone,” he quipped.

“and where might that certain someone be, neteyam?” you inquired, a smirk now tugging at your lips.

“they happen to be right in front of me,” he says happily, you giggle at his answer as he takes your hands and places them in his own.

“so miss me already, huh?” you teased once more.

“more than anything.” he sighs, his thumb gently caressing your hand.

“you know, it’s only been a day,” you point out, and he laughs in response.

“and a day is already long enough for me to miss you, my love,” he admits, his eyes locked on yours.

your cheeks feel hot at his words and your stomach does a flip, almost as if butterflies had entered your stomach and were fluttering around. “you just can’t seem to get enough of me can you?”

he chuckles at your words. “yes, I truly cannot (name).”

you pull him in for another hug, burying your face in the crook of his neck, as his hands wrap around your waist gently. the two of you soaking in each other’s warmth and presence once more.

he always made you feel at ease when he was close to you, and you adored him for it. you peppered soft kisses along his neckline before gazing up to look at your boyfriend to find that he was already looking at you with a grin on his face.

“i see you (name),” he says softly, before planting a gentle peck to your lips.

“i see you too, neteyam.” you beam up at him, noticing how his eyes light up at your words and how you can tell they are filled with so much love and care.

“now, are you up for a quick game of who can close all the helicoradians the fastest?” he challenged with an annoyingly cheeky face, and you playfully roll your eyes.

“oh, you’re on, sully!” you say, rushing towards the helicoradians before you’re pulled back as a hand latches onto the end of your tail.

“hey!” you yelp, swishing your tail out of his grasp. “that��s not fair”

“I never said it had to be fair,” he says, lips curving into a teasing smirk.

“i’ll get you for that!” you threaten.

“go right ahead, (name). i’m right here” he taunts, holding up his hands as if to assert his innocence.

you launch your body onto him, causing the two of you to tumble onto the ground. the helicoradians shrink right under you as the two of you playfully roll around the forest floor trying to topple one another.

it’s a continuous cycle of either one of you on top saying a smug sentence before they get flipped over and their back’s pressed down against the forest floor and they are proven wrong again.

“willing to surrender now, (name?)” neteyam asks, noticing your somewhat tired state, his body now on top of yours pressing you down on the ground.

“no,” you reply, refusing to back down despite the obvious fatigue in your voice.

although your response confirms his suspicions, and he moves away from you before offering his hand, which you gratefully accept.

the first thing you notice when you’re back off the forest floor is neteyam’s body covered with dirt before your eyes flicker to your own.

you gently brush it off yet it does no good, as it creates an even bigger smudge. neteyam moves towards you and helps you brush off the rest of the dirt on your body.

“thank you, neteyam” you say, placing a hand on his shoulder, eyes full of gratefulness.

“no worries, my love.” he chuckles, his hand moving to place a braid behind your ear. your cheeks turn into a shade of pink at his motion.

“i really do love you, you know that?” you say, giggling. he nods his head at your words, “and i really love you too.”

the two of you turn around hand in hand to notice that the helicoradian field had coiled and shrunken to the ground.

you both end up bursting into a fit of laughter at each other's competitiveness earlier. “it’s a draw,” you exclaim, and neteyam merely shakes his head. “you wish.”

[i-thirsty-boi]

Plationic Yandere-ish (Protective) Sully Family X Human Child Reader

~A/N: I haven't even watched the new Avatar movie, but I AM OBSESSED!!! It's mildly yandere, but I'm still including that just in case. Reader is mostly gender neutral, but implied female. Very few details talk about features other than you being tiny!

~Masterlist

Part 1 , Part 2

CW: Protective Sully Family, mild kidnapping, obsessive behavior, protective behavior

~

-You came to Pandora with your Aunt when you were five. Very interested to see and explore a new place.

-You mostly interacted with Norm and Max because none of the other scientists tolerated your questions while they were working. But Norm and Max were very happy that you were so interested in the world they fell in love with.

-You hated wearing the mask and asked around for how you could not wear it anymore. They didn’t want to do it, but you insisted they help you with it. They did some experiments and eventually found a way to change your lungs enough to be able to breathe the air on Pandora. It was a slightly painful process, but you were just happy to get rid of the annoying mask. 

(Don’t ask details, I just don’t wanna write in the oxygen mask)

-Of course because you were so close with those two, you had met Jake at some point.

-He loved being around you. You were such a cute and curious kid. Plus, you were younger than all of his kids were.

-He made an effort to introduce you to Neytiri. She was wary of you at first, but quickly warmed up to you. She saw that you were just a kid. So curious about the world around you, and saw how in love with Pandora you were.

Neytiri was taking you out of the lab for a walk through the forest, to keep you entertained. She was holding you in her arms like a baby while watching how amazed you were with the beauty of the nature around you.

“Hey, Tiri? What’s that?” You were asking while looking at a rustling bush. 

Neytiri looked over and just sighed while looking at her children trying and failing to hide behind a bush and spy on her. “Nothing, baby. Those are just my children. Who should be at home!” She said very loudly to let them know that they were caught. 

With that said, they all came towards them from behind the bush. 

-Once they all came out, you were looking at all of them with wide eyes. You gripped Neytiri’s top from the nerves you had meeting so many new people at once.

-Neytiri noticed your nerves and cradled you a bit closer to her, but didn’t stop her kids from coming closer. She just slightly smiled at them while subtly moving you to face them better.

-She nudged you to talk to them when they got to be right in front of you. You quietly told them your name once you gained a bit of courage. They all smiled at how cute you were.

-One by one they all introduced themselves to you, also talking a bit quieter to not startle you more. By the end you weren’t as tense and were smiling a bit. Though you were surprised that the youngest was so big while only being three years older than you.

-They saw how you were probably more willing to talk, so Kiri asked you how old you were. They each were surprised that you were five, being so tiny.

-They asked if you wanted to come hang out with them for the day. And you said yes!

Neytiri wasn’t happy that they were cutting her time with you so short, but couldn’t deny them the joy of being with you. She did want to talk with Jake about having you stay with them though. She really wanted you to be part of their family now that all of her children had met you and clearly liked you. 

So, with a sigh, she handed you over to Neteyam and walked off to find her husband.

Neteyam was so happy he got chosen to hold you. You felt like nothing in his arms, smaller than the newborns he had seen. He just smiled down at you while cradling you. The group of siblings just walked to their favorite part of the stream and started splashing around together.

You saw this and started squirming to get down so you could play too. Neteyam didn’t want to, but set you down anyway. You immediately ran, more like quickly waddled, to the stream and went into the water. It was only to their calves, but it went up to your hips. They started splashing you as well, which made you giggle and splash them back.

-They had been playing for almost an hour before you started getting tired. You were yawning while wading through the water and tripped on a rock on the bottom. You fell forward and got completely submerged in the cool water. You also scraped your forehead on a rock. You immediately stood back up and started rubbing your head.

-All of the siblings ran to you and were looking you over for injuries. When they saw the scrape on your forehead, Kiri immediately snatched you up and started sprinting back to their home, with the rest of the group following you two.

-She burst into their home and immediately got to work cleaning and bandaging the scrape. Jake and Neytiri heard the commotion and ran in to check on what was happening. They gasped when they saw what was wrong.

-The went to you and frantically checked if you were okay. You told them what happened and assured them you were fine. Right after you stopped talking, you let out a huge yawn. Everyone internally cooed at the sight.

Jake had then picked you up and laid down with you on his chest. “I think you need a nap baby.” He had whispered once you settled down. You just groaned, but snuggled further into him anyway. He motioned his wife to grab a blanket for him to put over you. She went and got one of the human blankets that you liked, that she had stored in an out of the way place in their home. Once she had it, she walked over to Jake and covered you with it. 

She laid down next to Jake to look over you while you slept. And slowly, the rest of the family sat around Jake and watched you sleep as well. Eventually, after about half an hour, Neytiri shooed them away to help her make lunch for everyone. This left You sleeping on Jake’s chest until lunch was made.

-Once he noticed the food was ready, Jake gently woke you from your nap. He knew you would still be groggy, so he carried you over to where the food was and sat with his family.

-He sat with you in his lap as the food was served. He made you a plate with a tiny, to him and his family, portion of food on it for you. However, he knew you really couldn’t eat anymore than what he put on it.

-His children side eyed him when he finished putting food on your plate, but didn’t question him. You had started to fully wake up when you smelled the food in front of you. You had eaten with Jake and Neytiri before, so you were excited for more of the food they make. You sat up straighter and reached to take the plate from Jake.

-He smiled and held it away from you to watch you pout at him. You ‘yelled’ at him, “Jake-Jake, give it!” He just chuckled and kissed your head then handed it to you. You smiled and started to eat.

-You got done with what was on your plate when everyone else was almost done with theirs. Neteyam asked if you wanted any more food and you just shook your head. He said okay, and side eyed you while you sat back against his dad. He and the rest of the family were kind of jealous of him for it.

-From then on you had slowly started to spend more and more time with the Sullys. Not because you asked to, but because they just took you with them to do stuff everyday.

~mini timeskip~ 

-You had been worried because of how many times you had to stay with Mo’at while the Sullys were fighting with humans. You really didn’t like any humans besides your Aunt, Norm, and Max at this point.

You were still with Mo’at in the healers tent when Kiri came in and picked you up to hand you to Neytiri. As she walked to the Sullys’ home you saw Jake, Neteyam, and Lo’ak looking really beat up. This made you really worried. You looked up at Neytiri and asked, “Hey Tiri? Are the boys okay?” She looked down at you and gave a strained smile while telling you that they would be fine. 

She sat with you and Tuk in their home, with you in her lap and stroking Tuk’s hair to keep you two calm. The rest of the family came in a few hours later, Kiri annoyed and tired, and all of the boys bandaged up. You were concerned, but stayed where you were because you knew that Neytiri was also upset about this and that having you and Tuk near her was helping keep her calm. 

You were present for dinner with them before Jake took you back to the lab for the night, which was odd for him now. 

-Jake took the walk back home to discuss taking you with their family to the Metkayina. Neytiri didn’t want to leave the forest, but knew going would keep their family safer, including you.

-They both agreed to get you and your stuff the next day so you could make the move with them. Whether you wanted to or not. You were part of their family. 

-They let their kids know the plan when they made it home. None of the kids were excited, but were happy that you would be going with them

-They had all packed all the stuff they could so they could leave as soon as they got you. They knew it would be better to just tell Mo’at and get you and your stuff as soon as Norm and Max got to work so they couldn’t be questioned for where they were taking you. 

-As morning came, they loaded their stuff onto their Ikrans. Tuk would be riding with Neytiri and you would be riding with Jake. They came to the lab, and had you talk to Tuk while they packed your stuff and brought it out to the Ikrans. Jake got a blanket to wrap around you before he strapped you to him so you didn’t get cold during the flight over to the reefs. 

-The flight took until the next day and you were getting tired of not being able to move around when you were awake. Though you slept for a lot of the ride because of the soothing motions of flying. 

You could see that you were almost there, and were squirming in excitement. You were frustrated with being swaddled for so long. Once the Ikrans landed you were moved to be strapped on Jake’s back, which you whined about. At least they took away the blanket so you wouldn’t get overheated. 

You were peeking over his shoulder to look at the new place and navi people. Two of them came to the front of the group, so you knew that they must be important. You looked at Jake from your strange angle as they greeted him and copied him by bowing your head as well. 

The rest of the family saw this and smiled at you. This also made Ronal notice you and glare at Jake while saying he brought a demon here. Jake immediately defended you by saying you were just a child and part of their family. You smiled at his words. But still squirmed to get down. Jake sighed and untied you from him to set you down on the dock. 

You were happy to stand on your own, but still stuck to Jake and gripped his leg. You looked up at the two navi and shyly waved your hand at them and bowed your head again. This made the man’s eyes soften at you, so you slightly smiled at him. He introduced himself and his wife, “I am Tonowari, and this is my mate Ronal. Why have you come here?”

Jake explained that they were seeking something called ‘uturu’ to protect their family from the bad humans. This just made Ronal angry and accused him of bringing war there. He denied it and said he just wanted his family to be safe. Tonowari caved and allowed them to stay, as long as they learned the Metkayina’s ways. 

You smiled and said thank you to them for allowing you to stay. This finally made Ronal soften. She stopped glaring at you and gave you a fond look. This just made Neytiri glare at her from behind you. And with that, you got picked up again and got brought to the ‘marui’ by the pretty navi that was the two metkayina’s daughter.

-The kids were gonna be taught something by the chief’s kids and you wanted to go with them. It had been a while since you got to swim. You asked Neytiri to help you into a swimsuit so you could go with them. 

-She helped you with it and told you to be careful before kissing your forehead and having you go while holding Kiri’s hand. That got hard for you so she carried you with them. 

-You were excited to swim even if you wouldn’t be able to keep up with the Sully siblings. You went into the shallow water to wade around and look for shells while the chief’s children made their way over.

-They introduced themself again and you finally caught their names. Tsireya and Aonung. You told her she had a pretty name and got a large smile in return. Afterwards she asked if you wanted to try to learn the lesson as well. The Sullys weren’t happy, but you said you would try anyway. 

-Tsireya was happy to have you join them, but didn’t expect much from you. She motioned you to follow them to the deeper water, so you started to slowly swim over to them. She was impressed at your ability to swim, but thought that you wouldn’t be able to do much else.

-She gave instructions for the forest navi on how to hold their breath properly to dive deep, and Kiri got it right away but the others were struggling a little bit. It only took the others a few more tries to get the hang of it. She then went over to you, who she found just floating on your back with your eyes closed and a smile on your face. This made her very happy for some reason.

-She pushed water towards you to get your attention. Once you looked at her while treading water, she asked if you wanted to learn the breathing lesson with her help. You smiled at her and nodded.

Tsireya gently took your hand and dragged you closer to her in the water. You were so tiny compared to her, she found it adorable. She re-explained the lesson while you intently listened to her. You nodded after she was done talking and took a breath how you thought she explained it before diving under the water. 

She dove right after you to watch over you and saw you looking around under the water with wide eyes and a big smile. She followed you under the water, surprised at how well you were holding your breath for such a tiny human. You only lasted a few minutes before going back to the surface. She came up at the same time as you and held you up as you gushed to her about how beautiful it was. 

She giggled as you went on about how amazing it was. Neteyam and Lo’ak were silently fuming watching you talk with Tsireya. They made eye contact before making their way over to you. They grabbed you to drag you with them. You giggled as they tickled you once you came over to the group of Sullys. Tuk and Kiri resurfaced when they noticed you with their brothers. Tuk came up beside your tiny group and started gushing with you about the beauty of the reef. Kiri decided to startle you by grabbing your ankle as she came back up. 

You shrieked when your ankle was grabbed, but just pouted when Kiri started laughing once she was at the surface again. You shouted, “Not funny Riri!” Everyone just laughed at that, which made you pout more. You then huffed and dragged Kiri with you to go look at shells in the shallows. 

You were pretty slow, so Kiri started dragging you with her as she swam to the shallows. Once you were able to stand in the water you went to the place where you could see shells before and called Kiri over to you. Tsireya ended up coming over to you two to ask what you were doing. You excitedly told her you were looking for pretty pink shells to take back to the marui to have Neytiri help make into a top for you. 

-She said she would help you find all the pink shells you wanted, happy to see you so excited about it. You continued telling her about how pretty you thought the shell and pearl tops were that you had seen earlier. She giggled at your excitement. 

-Aonung was watching his sister in confusion. He did see how cute you were, but didn’t understand his sister’s fascination with you. Their parents had told them to behave with the Sullys and especially the tiny one. He agreed, because he recognized how fragile you could be.

-He continued helping the siblings learn to dive while watching his sister with the girl and child. He just furrowed his brows at how happy she looked just finding shells with a random child she just met.

-He huffed and turned back to the other siblings to find them also looking at you. Which they always seem to be doing. He huffed and decided to end their lesson for the day.

-They all then swam over to you to help with finding more shells.They all had smiles on their faces while searching for shells with you. He just didn’t quite understand them and their borderline obsession with you.

-Tsireya went to get a small basket to put all your shells in. Once you decided you had enough shells, you took the basket and ran to find Neytiri. 

-You found her in a tent with Ronal. You walked up to her and held up your basket to her. “Tiri, can you help me make a top with these?” You asked her very sweetly. She looked at your basket of shells and smiled while nodding at you. You looked at Ronal and asked if she wanted to help make you make a shell top too. 

-Ronal went over, looked into your basket full of pink shells, and nodded at you with a fond look in her eyes. You told her all about how pretty you thought the shell and pearl tops metkayina women were wearing in the crowd of people. She just patted your head before getting some string to start weaving your top with.

You beamed at Neytiri as you described how you wanted the top to look like. With the shells dangling a little so they would jingle as you moved. She smiled and kissed your head before Ronal came back in with a good amount of string. 

The two older women got started on making your top as you talked to them. You talked about how pretty the shells were, and how gorgeous the reefs were. When it was time to start making dinner, the top was finished and you had Neytiri help you put it on. You were beaming at the both of them because of how pretty you thought it was. You thanked both of them before running to find the Sully siblings or Jake. 

You ran into Jake first. He was on a big thing with wings in the water with Tonowari with him. You got his attention by calling his name. He looked over at you and smiled while being confused at your new shirt. You began excitedly telling him about your day. About swimming and diving with Tsireya, looking for shells with her and the siblings, and having Neytiri and Ronal help make the top for you. He smiled and went over to you to pick you up and kiss your cheek. Tonowari was smiling at you too. He thought you were such a cute and kind child. 

When you finished your rant, you looked at the creature in the water and asked what it was. Tonowari told you it was called a skimwing. You said that it was a cool name and looked harder at the creature. Tonowari smiled and asked if you wanted to get a closer look at it. You just nodded and Jake brought you closer to it. You made eye contact with the creature before reaching towards it. Both men were extremely surprised that it sat still and allowed you to pet it. It still puts a smile on Tonowari’s face though. It proved to him that you were such a sweet child even a skimwing could see it.

Seeing how it reacted, he made eye contact with Tonowari before they both nodded and he gently set you on its back. They let go of it and it swam in gentle circles with you, which made you smile and giggle. It got bored after a while and gently went under the water so you could swim off of it and away. You slowly swam back to Jake and he picked you up again.

You rested your head on his chest and yawned. He smiled and started walking back to the shore so you could take a nap before the communal dinner. You fell asleep on him while he was walking over to his children that were still with Tsireya and Aonung in the shallow water. He motioned to you before handing you to, surprisingly, Tsireya, who was the one that reached for you first. She nodded at him before he walked back to Tonowari to continue his own lessons before dinner.

-The Sully siblings were glaring at Tsireya while she was holding you to her. They had wanted to be the ones to hold you, she just happened to be closer to where Jake stood when walking over. 

-She saw the glares and just smiled while looking down at you. She walked a little further into the water and swayed while holding you to her chest. You snuggled further into her when she did this. Her heart melted from how sweet of a child you were. 

-She walked back to the siblings to ask how old you were. They told her you five. She was surprised that this was how tiny human children were at that age. 

-She was holding you for about 40 minutes before their mothers came to tell them the communal dinner was ready. She sighed as Neytiri took you from her to bring you to where the Sullys would be eating. 

-Tsireya went to her family and watched you sit in Neytiri’s lap while Jake made you a plate. Her whole family periodically looked over at you. It seems you had left an impression with all of them. 

-Her and her parents had been frowning at how little food is put in the bowl meant for you. But if the Sullys found it fine, it must be okay. They ate on their own as the other family made conversation while they were all eating. You finished before the rest of the family and leaned back into Neytiri. Lo’ak asked if you wanted any more food, but you just shook your head.

-The other family just seemed content that you got enough food. They figured that it made sense with how tiny you were. You probably couldn't eat much at once. 

-After dinner you went back to the shallows with the siblings and the chief’s children. There are no more lessons for the day, you just splashed in the shallows with the siblings. You started floating again as everyone else swam further in. 

-You peacefully floated while looking up at the sky. After a while the sun started setting and you continued looking up at the beautiful colors going across the sky. You heard the water moving close to you and you looked around to find Neteyam coming over to you. You stood up and walked onto the shore with him

Neteyam called his other siblings over as well as he picked you up and brought you back to the marui with him. He went in to see that his mom had brought Tuk with her. He nodded at her while she went to put Tuk into the family bed. He had changed you into some of your night clothes while his mom went to call the others into the marui. 

When everyone was in and dried off, they all got ready to sleep as well. They had all laid down before bundling your blanket around you and setting you on top of their sleep pile. They all fell asleep fast from all of the excitement of the day. 

-They had all gotten used to living there and had gotten you to think of them as your family. You eventually called Jake and Neytiri ‘Dad’ and ‘Mama’, and the siblings your brothers and sisters. 

-This made them all very happy, and they had started smothering you with affection because of it.

[fluloa]

Si fpom

Jake sully x reader [series, part two]

PART ONE

The sand burns beneath his feet, his skin hot and irritated from Eywa's unforgiving sun. Jake pats his ikran firmly on the chest, breathing steadily. He watches as people crawl out of their pods, emerge from the blue water and judging by their expressions, they aren't happy. He looks back to his family, gaze lingering on his oldest seeming weary and his fingers grazing the bow strapped to his ikran.

"Neteyam," he whispers sharply, and he looks to him, cowering away from the bow with a small huff through his nose. "On me," he commands his children, unable to hide the nervousness peering out of his tone. "Tuk," he mumbled, stretching his hand out for her to take. She runs to grab it, before settling her hands on the back of his leg.

Jake readjusts his slipping loincloth to sit comfortable on his hips before stretching his arms out wide, making sure to walk slowly and steadily. A sign of peace, a sign he could only hope they accept. He isn't able to stop himself from staring at the spears that some of the people hold, noticing the sharp, hard points of them. He does his best to keep his face neutral.

Two young boys and a girl crack through the thick group, slightly circling his sons.

"What is that? That supposed to be a tail?" One cracks, snickering and the other laughs with him. "How are they supposed to swim—"

The girl suddenly hits the cocky boy's arm, voice stern, "Do not, Roxto and Ao'nung."

Suddenly, the hushed talk of the people dies down a few notches.

Jake tilts his head to see a figure pushing— no, melting through the crowd, because they seem to be immediately parting for the said figure. He hears the light sound of shells rattling, smooth feet treading on the sand and before he can even catch his breath, there you are.

Weirdly enough, his mind jumbles. An unusual, unfamiliar bolt jitters through his body, settling at the pit of his stomach. Like a jolt of electricity.

You're of status. That much he can tell. Your black hair lavers down your back and over your shoulders, with a bundle of pearls and crystals twisted through it. You wear a lengthy sarong that lies loose around your hips, the right side cutting only at your calf. There are three crystalloid waist-beads that wrap around your torso, and your threaded top only covers what's necessary, and that too, is sprinkled with colorful spangles. Anklets, armlets, bracelets. A necklace that's crested with precious seashells and looped with glossy pearls. Your body is wet, skin dotted with water drops as if you had just gotten out of the ocean.

You scoop your hair out from your neck, unsticking it from your skin and moving it all to the back of you. He doesn't think he's ever seen a movement be done so gracefully.

A being that's ethereal, nothing he has seen before and it's something about you that reels him in like a fish caught on a hook. Your gaze finally locks with his, eyes ripe with curiosity and poise. His stomach does a flip, suddenly feeling the heat burning from beneath your expression. Your face is unreadable, your chin held high as you examine him and his family, and the sudden big whooshes from above him is the only thing that pulls his attention away from you.

Three big sea animals with long wings ride in, splashing into the water and one rider soaring on them is recognised easily. Tonowari, chief of the Metkayina, the reef people. He emerges from the water with a sense of power flowing behind him, and he strides with strength as his spear digs deep into sand each time he takes a step. They exchange greetings, and Jake's feels a sense of relief at the calm connection, as he knew Tonowari was a fierce leader.

But it wasn't him Jake was worried about.

Ronal emerges through the crowd, hips swaying gently and her face is unreadable, just like yours. She holds a strong aura, and her skirt rattles powerfully against her teal skin as she takes long, wary appearing steps.

"I see you, Ronal, Tsahik of the Metkayinas," Jake rushes, connecting his fingers to his head and releasing them swiftly. She says nothing in return, only flicking her eyes over his kids scattered behind him.

"Jakesully," Tonowari begins. "Why do you come to us?"

Jake licks swiftly at his lips, "We seek Uturu."

"Uturu?" Ronal snaps, like he has just insulted her with three striking words.

"Yes— sanctuary for my family," Jake reaches for Tuk standing meekly behind him, grasping her hand and bringing her gently forward.

"We are reef people," Tonowari lets a soft, unbelievable laugh escape from his chest. Ronal begins to circle Jake and his family. "You are forest people. Your skills will mean nothing here."

"So we will learn your ways, yeah?" Jake pleads.

Ronal grabs at Jake's tail, earning a little jut of his body from the unexpected action. She strokes her hand down Tuk's arm. "Their arms are thin," she states loud. It takes him by the unexpected when he feels another set of hands settling on his tail, and he whips his head around to see you, fingers grazing the length.

"Their tails are thin as well," you say, earning a small nod from Ronal. You drop his tail, now stepping over to his little girl behind him. "Mother," you murmur, jutting your head towards Tuk and she follows the movement, humming lowly. Mother. You were the clan leader's daughter, the next tsahik in line. He now understood the mutual energy you both shared.

"The thinness of your body parts will make you weak," Ronal then pulls on Kiri's tail, earning a whiney ow from her but the tsahik completely ignores it. "You will be slow in the water."

Ronal examines her arms, then moves to settle on her hands, and her eyes widen. She swiftly grabs at her them, swinging them up for everyone to see. "These children... are not even true na'vi." She strides over to the next kid, and of course, she lands on Lo'ak. She pushes his hand up too, revealing the same five blue fingers, "They have demon blood!"

The thick crowd swirls with gasps and terror-filled whispers, even a round of hisses chucked out. But Jake is quick to wave his hand out in front of Ronal's face, a sudden desperation, a sudden need to protect his family rushing in. "Look. Look!" Ronal's gaze snaps to him, eyeing the way his fingers wiggle around. "Look, I was born of the Sky People and now I am Na'vi. Alright? You can adapt." He turns to his worried family, "We can adapt."

"My father was Toruk Makto," Kiri rushes to tell, her eyes hung with slight desperation in them. Jake bites at his tongue, pulling all his inner strength together to not clamp his hand over his teenage daughter's mouth. "He lead the clans to victory against the Sky People. You know the tale."

"This is what you call victory, child? Hiding amongst strangers?" She towers over the teenage girl, her gaze darkening with disgust. She whips her head to Jake, "It seems Eywa has turned her back on you, chosen one."

An immediate, breathy hiss comes from Kiri, which is then met with a hiss from Ronal right back, dangerously leaning over her and that's when Jake places a hand on Kiri's shoulder and gently rocks her back a few steps. "I apologise for my daughter. She has travelled for a long time and is exhausted." He shoots her a look while explaining, tightening his grip on her shoulder slightly.

"Dad..." Kiri is quick to complain, but stops her next coming words when his expression hardens.

"Toruk Makto is a great leader, all Na'vi people know his story." Tonowari suddenly speaks out, extending his arm outwards toward Jake. "But we Metkayina are not at war," Tonowari turns to him. "We cannot let you bring your war here."

As Tuk numbly reaches for Jake, he immediately scoops her up by her torso, laying her head against his shoulder as her body presses sleepily at his chest. "I'm done with war," he plains, tone hugging a tiredness. "I just want to keep my family safe. That's all." He wraps an arm around his daughter's back, feeling the burning warmth of her sun-exposed skin. "Please," he adds.

A long look is exchanged between Ronal and Tonowari, and as restless anticipation boils at Jake's stomach, Tonowari turns around to him once again. 

"Toruk Makto and his family will stay with us." Immediate relief floods through Jake's system, and he gives a reassuring pat to Tuk's small back. "Treat them as our brothers and sisters. But they do not know the sea, and they will be like babies taking their first breath. We shall teach them our ways so they do not suffer the shame of being useless."

Jake huffs out a breathless laugh, mixed with soft adrenaline and consolation. "Well— what do we say? Thank you."

A round of thank yous are heard, and a short, quiet one is added on by his attitude-filled daughter, Kiri.

"My eldest daughter will teach you the ways of Metkayina, Jakesully. As for my other daughter and son, they will show your children what to do," Tonowari speaks and a choked scoff is heard from beside him. Your jaw tightens, eyes setting wide as you whip your body towards your parents.

"Father," you dash. "You cannot exp—"

"It is decided." He booms, not sparing you even a look and your lips break into a snarl, a tiny and annoyed hiss breaking past your them. You seem to collect yourself just a moment after, breathing in through your chest before you take a large step forward.

"Come, I will show you our village," you invite, letting a small smile spread on your face and placing your hands neatly behind you. "Tsireya," you call, and she quickly follows after.

"Come!" the younger girl behind you cheers, and Jake swears he hears a soft laugh from in front of her.

He's quick to join you.

The ocean waves crash against your feet, splashing at your ankles as you toss food into a young ilu's mouth. You hold a basket at your hip, filled with fresh fish that is ready to be eaten.

Tsireya stays restless beside you, rising up and down on her toes as she helps you. "What do you think of Toruk Makto and his family?" you ask, dipping your hand into the basket again and wrapping your fingers around the thick of a fish's wet body.

Beforehand, you had examined Jakesully and his family from afar as they settled into their new home. You were relieved that they had seemed to like their marui pod, and hoped that they found peace within it. While they attempted to grow comfortable in their new home, you couldn't help but awe at their appearances. Their skin colour was a shade so blue, their eyes a vibrant, startling yellow.

Jakesully is intriguing looking, you figured, and you found yourself letting your eyes linger on him when they had firstly arrived. Even just before, you had to forcibly pull your eyes away from him and the action of the readjustment of his leather clip around his torso.

"I find them interesting. They're so.. blue." Tsireya replies. You throw the fish into another ilu's mouth, a happy chirp flowing from the eager animal as you do so. "You were upset about teaching Toruk Makto the ways of our people. Why?"

You blink, collecting another fish in your hands, "I was not upset about that. I was upset about the fact that father throws tasks at me repeatedly, and just expects me to handle it with the snap of my fingers. I'm aware that this was a completely unexpected event, but... it can get infuriating. Mother is the same."

"I understand," she responds, tucking a bunch of hair behind her ear.

You huff out a breath of air. "Fine, I must admit that I was a bit tempered in the moment. Toruk Makto does not seem like the ideal man to teach."

Tsireya laughs, "I understand that, too."

"Mm," you make a small, giddy humming noise. "Lo'ak seems ideal though, yes?"

"What?" she frowns, and your smirk widens.

"I saw you making big eyes at him," you tease, kicking her ankle softly with your foot.

"I wasn't."

"Oh, I think you were, hi'i ilva." You kick her again, finding amusement in her growing fluster. She groans out your name, pushing you in the shoulder and you gasp out a dramatised grunt, "Ooow!"

"You said you were going to stop calling me that," she embarrassingly wipes at her cheek, stretching out the skin of her eye.

"But you used to love it when you were little," you pout. Her frown deepens playfully. You notice the way her eyes travel over you, and a cheeky grin of her own makes its way to her smooth lips.

"Don't look now, but Toruk Makto is staring at you." Tsireya whispers giddily, ducking her head a little.

Your back straightens instinctively and you immediately turn your head around to look, doing exactly what she said not to do. Tsireya groans because of it.

She's right. Jakesully is looking at you from afar, and when he sees that you've caught him, he pushes out a dopey smile, flicking his still hand up in greeting. You nod your head back, letting a tiny smile split your lips. He begins walking over to you, and that's when you sigh quietly.

"Go help out Toruk Makto's children," you say, handing your basket to a villager ready to finish the task. "Use nice words, and make them feel welcome. And keep Ao'nung in line. Anything goes south, call out for me."

"Alright," she giggles, and you can tell she's excitement. She grazes your arm in goodbye and trots off, filling you with a small warmth at her obvious eagerness.

You wish you too possessed eagerness for teaching Jakesully, but Eywa didn't seem to be on your side today.

When he's near enough, you gently ball your fingers in a small fist on your forehead and then release them, a soft bow of your head. "Oel ngati kameie."

"Oel ngati kameie," he returns, repeating the gesture. There's a sense of awkward tension between the two of you. It's small, but it's there.

"Come," you command, sliding your hands behind your back and he listens, trailing behind you like a lost baby ilu following its mother. He attempts to match your long strides against the sand, even flicking up some and bits of it sprigging you in the legs. "My sister is eager to teach your children. She makes a great teacher. They will learn quick."

"That's good," Jakesully grumbles. You can feel his eyes stare into your face.

"I hope I make a great teacher to you, Toruk Makto." You add, flicking your fingers in your conjoined hands.

"Jake," he says, now grabbing your attention and you spin your head towards his. "Call me Jake."

"Jake?" you ask, the foreign word springing off your tongue loosely.

"Jake." He confirms, a smirk twitching on his lips. "And what shall I call you?" he prods, letting his eyes flick a mischievous glint.

"Karyu," you reply. Teacher. You aren't looking at him, but you hope he doesn't see the ghost of a grin playing on your mouth. You do catch the little flick of his tail though from the corner of your eye.

You begin to sink into your feet into the water, ushering him with the flick of your wrist and as you dive deeper into the sea, you glide a hand along an incoming ilu. "You will make bond with many ilu. They are kind, soft creatures. Treat them as your brother, your close one," you explain, rubbing a hand over the ilu's head before you.

Jake's next to you, placing a hand on its back. You take his hand, guiding it to the base of her long neck and angling his fingers to rest at the side of it. "Feel the strong huff of her breath, the scales of her skin."

He does as told, smoothing his palm flat onto her neck. Then his ears perk up, and his eyes run over to a spot behind you. "What's that?"

You attempt to look where his gaze was set, and you sigh once seeing where it was. "That is a skimwing. Only the most skilled Metkayina hunters may mount them."

You can see the way his eyes dart open, looking to you from the side and before he can even open his mouth, you're scolding him, "It isn't wise to start with a skimwing. An ilu would be much better."

He grins for the hundredth time today, but this time you're able to catch a glimpse of his pearly teeth. "Toruk Makto can handle a skimwing, ma karyu."

The skimwing is puffing out ragged and intimidating breaths as Jake flops belly first onto his back, swinging his leg over recklessly as a few men around them struggle to keep the beast down. Its back end thrashes, splashing water wildly and hitting you a couple of times. You're at the eager man's side, keeping your own and holding down the skimwing with an arm on its side.

"You hold here, yes— tight grip, Jake. Do not let go," you declare with your voice raised, trying to boom over the loud smack of the thrashing animal beside you. Jake grabs the leather band out from his mouth, using it to wrap it around his hand and the thick handle. "Remember, when you dive back into the water, keep a good position. Strong hold."

"Mhm," Jake mumbles, half-paying attention as he yanks the band a few times, stabilising the hold. Then he looks at you, and with a quirked lean of his head, he states, "I got this."

You breathe in deeply through your chest, taking a step back as you eye him steadily.

"Heeyah!" he shouts, the skimwing pouncing into action. It swivels and bolts through the water, and you watch as it jolts up and out of it, orange bold wings flapping out powerfully. You're impressed by it, with the way Jake hops up on one foot and rides the skimwing not flawlessly, but bravely. You even begin to tilt your head to get a clearer view of the scene. But then you notice the mishap, the leak of his performance when diving back down.

The skimwing escapes him, and he's left on his side before he's jumping up from the water, locks of black hair swishing back and forth. He swings up his arm, the hand that was once twisted into the skimwing's handle, now waved up in the air as he shakes it with anger. You can hear him groaning out in frustration, and a short laugh snorkels out from your mouth. You call for an ilu, hopping on it with a chortle and gliding to his aid.

"Toruk Makto cannot handle a skimwing as it seems," you tease, earning a chopped, slightly sheepish laugh from Jake. Your grin weakens when you see his arm, now reddened with whipped marks that seemed less severe from two hundred metres away. "Would you like something to aid that?"

"This? This ain't nothing." He brushes off, shoving the arm into the water.

"Hm," you murmur, raising a brow gently. "I will aid it for you if it does not fade within a few days."

"It's fine. Really—" he sees the expression on your face, and it's an expression that tells him that you will not give up on persistence. He sighs lowly. "'right, sweetheart."

Sweet heart? A heart that is sweet, you gathered. You've heard of many stories that your mother has told of the humans, and their foul and odd language. But this, you had not heard of. It should not have made the inner of your belly swirl with a sudden warmth like it had.

You raise your head, "Let's return to the ilu."

It's at the dark of night, and Jake is sat down with his family. Just like the Omoticaya, the Metkayina gather around for supper, a large bonfire in the middle of the peaceful people. The fish he chews is warm and smokey with flavor, his body tired from the day's work. Tuk is leant against his shoulder, a yawn leaving her. Neteyam sharpens an arrow of his bow, and Kiri is playing with one of her beads mangled in her hair as Lo'ak recklessly gobbles down his dinner.

He feels a sudden glow spread through his chest, because what he feels is the similar sensation of peace. Peace, at last. It partially convinces him to believe that what he did was right. It was right to rip himself and his family away from their home, to protect them from Quaritch and the vicious forces of the RDA.

He looks out in front of him and past the bright fire, his line of eyesight landing on both you and your family. You're scratching your knee as the bonfire toasts around you, its orange light illuminating on your face and giving the shade of your big eyes a warm glow. Ronal then looks to you, and the trace of her eyebrows pinch together. "Eat, child. You have barely touched any food," she snaps.

Obviously embarrassed, you heave out a long, exhausted sigh. "Mama," you whine out, a flush erupting on your cheeks and Jake has to suppress a chuckle from breaking out his chest.

Ronal picks up your wooden bowl, jutting it toward you. "Eat," she sterns. You take it from her, side-eyeing her as you begin to stuff your mouth little by little. When Jake realises he's been looking too long, he snaps his head down, mentally slapping himself.

When the lights are out and the only noise that goes through Jake's ears is the cold wind, Jake sits. He sits in his marui, as his children sleep soundly. It wasn't out of the ordinary. It had been like this for a while, ever since Neytiri had left him and gone into the hands of Eywa. He'd just wait and wait, until his eyes finally became wary, and sometimes even that didn't happen. Sometimes he would not find the comfort of sleep at all.

But then he hears the bend of the floor nets near him, the same clatter of shells he heard earlier that day and his ears flicker against his hair. He slowly gets up, careful not to awake the sleeping youngsters beneath him as he creeps his way to the closed opening of the pod.

When he opens the cloth flap, there you are, head flicked up and looking up at him with those big eyes of yours. "Hello," you say, and it's the quietest he has heard you.

"Hey," he mutters, gaze turning to his kids for a split second.

You lean your head over too, "Are they asleep?"

"Yes." He states, looking back at you. It's quiet for a second, and he takes the moment to do a once-over of you. Your hair is completely out, wild and breezing gently through the ocean's breeze. A shawl is wrapped loosely around your form, beaded with tiny shells that dangle each time your arm shifts.

"Tsireya has told me they are kind. That they are eager to learn." You continue, adjusting your shawl to cover your shoulder a bit more.

"That's good," he says. He gets a jolt of déjà vu from the conversation you shared earlier today. His eyes drift to the way a large piece of your hair sways in front of your shoulder and pools at the centre of your chest.

You then say a word, and he doesn't quite catch it.

"Hm?" he whispers, eyes connecting with yours once again.

"That is my name," you repeat it again, the word rolling off your tongue like a run of honey. His eyes twitch wide, blinking as his mind registers it. A pretty name for a pretty girl. He doesn't say that, though.

Instead, "S' pretty."

"Thank you," you mumble, already turning to leave when he calls out your name. You tilt your head, gazing up at him through the thick of your eyelashes.

"Just wanted to say it," he admits, and fuck, shit, he's already regretting it. He expects you to do anything but crack a gentle smile, a muffled and soft laugh from you as you turn back and walk away. He watched your form disappear into the night, the clattering of seashells fading from his ears.

When he climbs back into the pod, for the first time in a while, he finds the comfort of sleep easily.

- guys im so sorry i could not do a taglist for this shit there was about TWO HUNDRED PEOPLE ASKING. i think i’ll gradually add everyone onto a taglist but for now, there is not one. sorry bbies <333

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Resplendent

word count: 1220

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x Female! Metkayina! Na'vi Reader Tags/warnings: Fluff, angst, bittersweet, established relationship, adult reader, adult Neteyam, no smut Summary: Neteyam quietly watches you from the shore as you perform a ritual dance in the water, to the utter delight of your daughters.

Author's Note: Set some time after the big battle. Also moved those events further ahead. You and Neteyam are mated and have children before the RDA attacks the reef. Got inspired by the song~

Sa’nu - mum, mommy

Tahni - bioluminescent freckle

Close your eyes.

Deep breathes.

Remember the moves.

Remember the words...

Your heart thrums in your chest almost painfully. You take a deep, slow, calming breath; placing a hand over your heart.

“Sa’nu? Are you okay?”

You open your eyes, looking down to meet the gaze of your youngest daughter. The cool water of the sea comes up to her neck. Sweet thing. You told her, she and her sister could watch you from the shoreline. But they were persistent to be as close to you as possible. The water barely reaches your hips.

You offer a soft smile, reaching down and affectionately stroking her hair.

“I’m okay…Don’t worry my little star. Mommy’s just nervous.” The 5-year-old beams up at you with a toothy grin. Your 6-year-old beside her pats you on the arm.

“You practiced aaaaall the time! You got this.” She offers you her own encouraging smile. You give her an appreciative nod before facing the shoreline once more. You return your face to neutrality, closing your eyes once again.

You hear the disturbance of the water as your daughters move a bit to the side to give you more space to move.

With one final calming breath, you open your mouth and begin the song cord of your family.

---

Neteyam stands under the shade of a nearby tree on the shoreline. His arms are crossed as he watches the three of you.

The evening breeze carries your voice to him. He stands up straight when the sound hits his ears.

When you sing, it reminds him of the melody of birdsong in spring. No matter how many years may pass between you two, every time he hears you play the instrument of your heart, he feels like he could fall in love with you all over again.

He takes in your form as you start swaying in the water, admiring you from top to bottom.

Your hair, thick and long, reaching all the way down to your knees; you and your sisters spent what must have been hours, braiding it into the intricate patterns now adorning your head.

Even from this distance, he can still make out the faint markings of the tattoos framing your face. Though today you also have a thin line of white painting the centre of your face. You could have mud smeared all over and he would still find you to be the most beautiful woman; you have him convinced you are blessed by Eywa herself.

You arms move slow and with purpose through the air; attuned with the words as they fall from your lips.

Your soft lips.

How he wishes he could kiss you right now.

You dip down, submerging your arms into the water. In one fluid motion, you rise back up to your feet, the motion you perform with your hands and arms bring water up with you as you rose. Your arms are stretched out to your sides as you pirouette.

Neteyam’s heart skips a beat as he watches you, and it’s as if time itself slows, just so he can drink in the beauty of your very being.

With your back to eclipse, your front is cast in shadow.

The water falls around you in a shimmering curtain of rain. The last light of eclipse hits the smooth stones woven into the fabric on your chest; causing a cascade of colours to dance across your skin. And when the sun disappears, your tahni come to life like the brilliance of dawn.

It’s one of his most favourite parts of your body. Though you had the scattered stars as did all Na’vi, for reasons he attests only to being blessed by Eywa, you have thin bioluminescent swirls weaving itself around your arms, chest, and all down your legs. To him it’s like a faint galaxy glittering in the night.

He recalls fondly the memory of him knowing each and every star on your body intimately.

And in the fading light of the day do you shine before him. Resplendent as you are in the day, so too will you dazzle the world around you in the darkness of the approaching night.

His heart throbs something fierce when you open your eyes after dipping into the water once more. Even behind the curtain of water, or the netting of the fabric draped over your head, your eyes glow with a fierceness he knows all to well. It pierces his very soul, a warmth sweeping over him.

He drinks you in more as you bend your form this way and that. He wishes he knew the intricacies of your dance; understood what each fluid motion meant, the significance of each swish of your tail, or the ways you angle your hands and bend your fingers.

You close your eyes as you near the end of the cord song.

As you perform another twirl, you playfully swat the water with your thick tail, splashing your daughters.

Their uncontrollable gigging brings a smile to your face. You open your eyes as you continue to dance, giving them a loving look. They’re splashing each other with reckless abandon as they try to imitate your moves. You can’t help the unrestrained laughter their antics bring you.

Neteyam laughs quietly to himself as he watches his girls playfully flay about in the water. Every day since their birth he’s given thanks to both you and the Great Mother for blessing him with such miracles. He hadn’t thought it was possible to love something as much as he loved you.

He feels a stray tear fall down his cheek. But he doesn’t move to wipe it away. Instead he continues to smile as he watches your song and dance coming to its conclusion.

You turn to face the horizon, and his gaze drifts to his girls.

They’re singing something he can’t quite make out, but he loves the sound nonetheless.

And when their eyes meet his, finally noticing his presence, they wave at him wildly, giggling all over again.

His smile grows wider, and he offers them a small wave back.

---

One final pose, and you hold the final note of your song, eyes still closed. You hold that note until your lungs and throat burn.

You hear the excited cheers of your daughters as they shower you with praise. Your breathing is laboured as your heart pounds in your chest, but you offer them a bow and a small smile of gratitude.

You turn yourself to the horizon before you finally open your eyes. The ritual dance has come to and end.

You rub the cool ocean water on your cheeks, in your neck, and down your arms; all in an effort to cool you down from your laborious activity. You breath deep in from the nose, and slowly exhale through your mouth, calming your rapid heartbeat.

The girls still giggle beside you, resuming their unrefined dancing; now also singing their favourite lullaby in lieu of a songcord.

Sufficiently cooled off, you turn your head to your daughters to admire them in their silliness.

Your brow nits in slight confusion though, when you see them waving at something behind you, giggling all the while.

You turn around, curiosity in your eyes.

But the shoreline is just as empty as when you arrived.

---

Author's Notes: It was a private funeral dance 😢

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Hiii I have a request!! Ok it’s kinda long cause it’s all a dream I had

Jake sully x reader

Ok let’s say reader and jake were married before everything (when he was still human) and she got knocked up by him and lates say like in the movie jake falls for neytiri and reader finds out and during the war reader gets injured and they take her to eywa, eywa saves her baby but it’s transformed to a Navi baby (let’s say it’s neteyam) while reader is stuck still being human so yk Jake and neytiri takes care of the kid it’s angsty especially with neteyams death

hey bestie, so i saw that you sent this same exact request to another writer(same exact wording as well). was thinking about not posting it now, but i wrote this at work and finished it so you’re getting two versions. but not very happy about this IMO, not very nice to go to different writers so you can get more/different versions of your request

pairing: jake sully x human fem!reader wc: maybe almost 1k warnings: blood, infidelity, mentions of pregnancy

masterlist / jake sully

this trip to pandora was pretty much your's and jake's honeymoon. away from home and family, now living on a foreign planet surrounded by scientists and the military. dream destination spot.

"this place is marvelous. a true beauty." in awe while the helicopter flew your small group over the pandorian forest. the lush green of the thriving trees mixed with the spectrum of colors was outstanding. only used to the muted palette of your dying earth.

jake sat beside you with his hand in yours, being oddly quiet for the chatter-mouth he normally is. "everything okay. handsome?" leaning into his space even though you have radios to hear each other.

jake looked away from the jungle and peered at you with shallow eyes. "yeah. yeah, all good."

-

two days after the ride they set jake up to test his avatar. he went into a pod structure and then about an hour later you saw him as a nine-foot blue-striped alien with feline features. his human features still showed through, your jake staying present.

when he came back to your shared quarters the both of you got handsy and frisky, acting like a pair of teenagers. the next morning both were naked and awoken by a loud pounding on your door.

"let's go jarhead! don't have all day!"

groans from jake and light giggles from you. he rolls over to press multiple kisses scattered over your face until he leaves a deep and final kiss upon your lips.

"i love you." his sparkling blues looked over your face. he steals an encore kiss, "I'll see you later." and he grabs his clothes from the floor before getting into his wheelchair.

"i love you too. be safe." called to him before the door shut closed.

-

"you're pregnant." jaw dropped involuntarily. "are- are you serious? i- I mean, are you sure?" your heart pitched up in speed on the machine.

max nodded while keeping a neutral expression. "I'm sure. three months along."

your hands cupped over your mouth as your vision blurred with tears, "holy shit."

"is... is that a good holy shit? or a bad holy shit?" max stepped forward while clinging to his clipboard.

a nod of your head, "a good holy shit. a very good holy shit."

later that night when jake returned from his training you broke the wonderful news.

"you serious?" and he sounded the farthest from happy. you faltered for a second before bouncing back. "yeah, max said I'm three months along. isn't this exciting! we can start a family on a thriving planet-"

"and start one on an alien world where everything is deadly. everything is dangerous here. the plants, animals, the locals! the natives hate us and they are barely warming up to me with these hours of training. a kid is not safe here!" jake's voice rose to a sharp yell causing you to flinch in both shock and fear.

"well, we'd- we'd keep them in hell's gate until then. wait until their of age." trying to get jake to warm up to the concept just a little. "aren't- aren't you at least a- a little happy? you're gonna be a father!"

you wrapped your arms around your elbows, protecting yourself from any harsh words to be thrown. jake scoffed while shaking his head.

"no. i'm not. my father was shitty, treating my brother with his respect while I was just dirt. now I'm gonna end up repeating that cycle!" rubbing his hands over his face in stress.

you jumped quickly to his defense. "no you're not. you'll be a great father, gentle and caring. i know it, they'll love you." setting slow steps toward jake, stretching a hand out to comfort him.

-

four months have passed. you were showing more each week and even found out it was a boy. jake was still training with the omatikaya clan to gain their trust. having two separate lives, exploring the world of pandora as one of the people, and at night he's back in his human body that’s getting weaker each day. it's caused the two of you to hit a rocky patch in your new marriage.

jake barely spoke to you when he came to bed, still giving his touches but those have been lessening each night. he can’t keep eye contact with you now, you miss gazing into his clear eyes as you get lost in dreams. he would avoid any of your questions about his day, especially ones that involved her.

that gut feeling told you he didn't love you anymore. ever since the pregnancy announcement he's been completely different. it caused tears to sting your eyes when you think about the possibility he fell in love with her, dreams about her while he’s beside you.

"jake?" calling his name before he could slip away from the day. he stopped just before the door, keeping his back to you.

"do- do you still love me? cause if you don't just- just tell me. it's breaking my heart to just take this silent treatment, having you slowly retreat from me. just tell me you don't love me, that you love her now. just tell the truth." cracked voice and hiccuping breathes. you thought you were on the verge of passing out with your ragged inhales.

he still didn't bother looking at you. if he did you would see how his eyes are screwed shut and his mouth twisted in a grimce. small tears staining his skin as he replied in a cool and collected voice.

"i don't love you anymore and i'm sorry." jake left before you could say anything, leaving you to sob alone and hold your bump in a cradle.

-

a week later all hell broke loose for every species on pandora. a war between the greedy corporations and the locals of the planet. you, max, and trudy helped free grace, norm, and jake from their cell. it was a race against time, too much happening at once to process the damage taken.

both you and grace were shot, losing blood and slowly dying. jake said he was gonna take the both of you to the spirit tree to have mo'at save the three of you.

"it's gonna be okay, baby. everything is gonna be okay." jake's voice broke as his hands caressed your paling face. tear rolling in drops to his cheeks. you tried smiling for him, showing you were fine.

"it's okay, handsome. just save the baby. be his father." jake sobbed, "i- I can't do- do this without you."

you shushed him while running a heavy hand over his head, "yes you can. you have people around you and- and you have neytiri. someone who loves you." jake scrunched his face, 'i'm sorry, baby. so so sorry." giving a rock to your body.

your skin was feeling colder and you could feel your heart slowing. "jake... can i- can I have a- a kiss? for goodbye?"

"you're not leaving. you'll be okay." his thumb smoothing over your skin. eyes dimming in shine. "of course,' words getting breathy, "I still want a kiss, handsome." sleepy eyes taking in all of your husband's details. for the final time.

jake stared into your shrinking pupils before leaning down so his lively lips connected with your bloody ones. "I'll always love you, jake sully." whispered to his lips with your last breath.

-

almost a month after the fire had settled, most of the humans were taken back to earth, and the clans began rebuilding. jake is now the lead for the people of the omatikaya clan. toruk makto gone until he is needed again.

jake was out by a stream collecting fish for the communal meal later that night. the quiet always helped him at times and allowed him to reminisce on the past. flashes of your face or smile, small bites of your laughter ringing within his ears. thinking of how he should’ve treated you better, wishing he could have a second chance at human life with you.

jake knew he didn't deserve your final words, but he held them close in his heart.

"ma jake." neytiri's soothing voice filled the silent air. he turned on his heel and smiled as she came closer. "yawne," holding a hand out for her to grab. he pressed three kisses upon her knuckles.

neytiri's lips parted in a smile. "i have blessed news, ma jake." he waited for her to continue, eyes taking in her glowing face.

"i am with child."

and instead of that gut-wrenching feeling he was expecting to feel the first time this news dropped, it was only solemn. a sad happiness crashing over him in waves.

but he didn't need to force a smile, it came with ease was he whispered, "that's- that's wonderful news."

-

a/n: i fridged the reader i know! (if you don't know where fridging a female character came from look it up)

jake sully taglist: @singular-itae / @websterss

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Ocean Eyes

Neteyam/Ao’nung x Fem!Metkayina!Reader

PART 2 Summary: Only child of high-ranking parents, Loran is tasked with teaching Neteyam the basic Metkayina ways, much to the frustration of her close friend Ao’nung.

Notes: This is my first time ever writing on Tumblr, so feedback and encouraging comments are appreciated! Reader is named Loran, meaning elegance/grace in Na’vi (this is because I'm really bad at using y/n in my writing). All three main characters are aged 16. I sometimes switch between present and past tense words, not sure if that's an annoyance to anybody but it's a flaw in my writing that I can't seem to fix. Been working on this for almost a week, so please enjoy 💙!

Words: 2.54k

Warnings: A little angst, a little fluff, mild swearing, jealousy, tiny bit of arguing, Ao’nung being an ass what’s new

Your parents always made decisions for you, almost never letting you share an opinion about it. This time was no different. Couldn’t Ao’nung and Tsireya teach the Sully children by themselves? Your parents didn’t think so.

You’re positioned next to your father, listening intently to the Olo’eyktan’s words after the Sully family’s arrival. Your mother nudges you forward, causing you to stumble and nearly fall.

Catching yourself at the last moment, you stand next to Ao’nung and Tsireya, doing your best to mask how unprepared you were for this. In the corner of your eye, you notice your father whispering something to Tonowari.

“Loran, Ao’nung, and Tsireya will show your children what to do.” Tonowari states. Ao’nung protests, but is immediately shut down by his father. You stay silent and keep your expression neutral, knowing that you’re not in a position to complain.

You notice the tallest boy staring at you, immediately fascinated by the golden color in his eyes. He grins when your eyes meet, causing you to turn your head quickly, not sure how to feel about the attention. You glance up at Ao’nung, who has observed the brief interaction. He’s already annoyed with the arrival of the forest people, but this upsets him further.

“Come! I will show you our village.” Tsireya says cheerfully, a smile on her face. I follow behind her, Ao’nung huffing and reluctantly doing the same.

࿐  ࿐ ࿐

All three of you dived into the water, Tsireya and Ao’nung taking off into the water. Remembering what Ronal said about how they’d be slow in the water, you decided to swim slower than your normal speed, falling behind the two other free-divers.

Eventually, all of the Sully children jumped into the water. You giggled at their awestruck expressions of the aquatic life.

You looked back towards Tsireya and Ao’nung, who had paused to wait for you a short distance away. “Why are you swimming so slow? You’re usually faster than both of us.” Ao’nung signed. “I’m waiting for the Sullys.” You responded, allowing the children to catch up more before swimming to Tsireya and Ao’nung.

After swimming for a short while longer, the three of you turn around and notice the siblings surfacing. All of you briefly look at each other, slightly confused.

“Come swim with us.” Tsireya signs to them with a smile, although they don’t seem to understand what she’s saying. You wave them over, Tsireya doing the same. After taking a few more breaths, they come back under the water.

Only a short while later, they once again surface. “What’s wrong with them?” You ask the two, looking at the both of them. “Those guys are bad at diving.” Ao’nung answers, a small smirk on his face. “Stop! They’re learning.” Tsireya tells Ao’nung, frowning. He rolls his eyes dramatically in response.

The three of you surface, facing the Sully children as they take a few breaths for air. “Are you alright?” Tsireya asks the siblings, concerned. “You’re too fast, wait for us!” Tuktirey responds, her voice tired. “Just breathe.” You say with a nod.

“You’re not good divers. Maybe good at swinging through trees, but- ow!” You and Tsireya hit Ao’nung on the head at the same time. “Don’t be rude.” You glare at him, irritated. Seeing my expression, he quiets and looks down.

“We don’t speak this finger talk you guys,” Neteyam motions with his hands. “We don’t understand what you’re saying.” 

"I will teach you.” Tsireya chimes. You nod in agreement, not minding the extra task. Ao’nung lets out a heavy sigh, not saying a word but showing lots of attitude.

࿐  ࿐ ࿐

“I don’t like the way he looks at you.” Ao’nung crosses his arms as you walk through the village, taking a short break before the ilu lesson. You laugh and look at him. “And how does he look at me, exactly?”

“It’s a stupid, dumbfounded look,” Ao’nung huffs. “Like he’s enthralled by you. I don’t trust him, I think you should stay away.”

“That’ll be hard to do, no? I’ll be in very close proximity to him during the ilu lesson, right?” You tease Ao’nung, provoking him further.

“Then I’ll be his partner. You can teach the youngest.” He states and begins to walk faster, making you raise an eyebrow. “Last time I checked, you don’t make decisions for me.” You put your hand on Ao’nung’s chest, stopping him in his tracks.

“Right, but your parents do all the time,” He taunts, making you scowl and storm away. He follows and grabs my arm before I walk too far. “Hey! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that. I know it’s a sore spot.” 

“Maybe you should’ve thought of that before you said it,” You yank your arm out of his grasp. “Learn to use your damn brain before speaking, skxawng.” You pushed his head back with your finger. You chuckled at his surprised expression.

“I know, I’m sorry,” Ao’nung grabbed both of my hands, standing in front of me. “But you can’t stay mad at me forever.” He smirked, caressing your knuckles. He always did this when you were mad at him, even in childhood, and it worked every time. “Am I forgiven?”

His goofy, adorable smirk and mesmerizing way that he massaged your hands made your resolve crumble. “This is the last time I’m gonna let that work on me!” You laughed, knowing that it was a lie. Ao’nung smiled, wrapping you in a hug.

“I’m still not letting you decide who I train with though.” You looked up at him, head rested on his chest with a mischievous grin on your face. “I know Loran... you’ve never been easy to convince.” 

࿐  ࿐ ࿐

The ilu respond quickly to Ao’nung’s call, swimming around him as he begins to speak. “These are ilu. If you want to live here, you have to ride.” 

Looking over at Ao’nung, you wade my way over to Neteyam. “Need a partner?” You question, bringing an ilu over to him. “Yes, thank you.” He beamed at you, making you smile as he slowly got on the ilu. You felt your cheeks getting warm but pushed the feeling away and began teaching.

“Make the bond gently,” You ordered, watching him closely. Once the bond was made, you continued. “Feel his breath, feel his strength.” Neteyam closed his eyes and breathed slowly.

After he opened his eyes, you guided his hand to the handle attached to the ilu. “Hold here. Position your legs securely around the ilu’s torso. Not too tight.” I was surprised when Neteyam followed my commands correctly. 

“Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” You joked, impressed by how quickly he was adapting. “What can I say? I’m a fast learner.” He shrugged with a chuckle.

“When you’re ready, start moving. I recommend taking it slow-” Before you could finish your statement, Neteyam was off. Only a few seconds into riding, his brother Lo’ak had disconnected, but Neteyam did not. In fact, he continued to pick up speed and did a few simple maneuvers before circling back to his starting position.

Tsireya and a few others applauded him, but he only kept his eyes on you. “Loran, how’d I do?” Neteyam asked, shaking his head to dry his braids. 

“That was incredible! I’ve never seen a finer display of skill in such a new rider,” You were amazed, clasping your hands together with delight. “I think the two of you make a fine pair, give him a treat.” Neteyam smiled as you handed him a small fish. The ilu chirped and clicked with delight, gulping down the fish and allowing Neteyam to pet its head.

You found yourself staring at Neteyam as he pet the ilu. His smile was bright and his laugh was contagious, and made you do the same. The way his wet skin glowed under the sun, accentuating both his obvious and subtle features. How the top of his ears would twitch every time the ilu made a noise. You just couldn’t help yourself.

Neteyam glances at you and smirks, reminding you of the way Ao’nung does the same. 

“Loran! Don’t you think it’s time to move on to the next lesson?” You felt Aonung’s hand rest on your shoulder, snapping you out of your trance. He tried his best to fake excitement, despite him shooting daggers at Neteyam. “Yes, yes! Of course, as long as Tsireya is ready.” You look over to her, and she nods.

࿐  ࿐ ࿐

“Breathe in,” Tsireya started, taking a deep breath along with everyone else. “And breathe out.”

“Imagine a flickering flame, you must slow down your heartbeat.” You continued where she left off, speaking slowly and calmly. Tsireya put her hands on Lo’ak’s chest and stomach, repeating to him the breathing exercise. “Your heartbeat is fast, did you hear what Loran said?” She questions, making you and Neteyam giggle. Ao’nung rolls his eyes along with Kiri. “Sorry.” Lo’ak says, embarrassed. 

“Ao’nung, practice with Kiri.” You say, gesturing towards the girl. Ao’nung hesitates, watching you put your hands where Tsireya put hers on Lo’ak. Eventually, he looks away and tries to teach Kiri. Before Ao’nung can put her hands on her, she stops him. “Trust me, I’m good.”

 “Your heartbeat is also fast.” You look up at him. “Try to focus, ok?” Neteyam nods, and you try again. “Breathe in, breathe out. Let your mind go clear.” His heartbeat slows down slightly, but it’s still not enough. “I think that we should try something different.” You say, taking your hands off Neteyam’s torso and stand up.

You stand at the edge of the rock and call the same ilu over from the previous lesson. “Let’s have a little fun.” You wink at Neteyam, grabbing his hand and jumping into the water together. You’re followed by Tsireya and Lo’ak, Ao’nung joining last.

When everyone has connected to their respective ilu, you dive into the water. Your ilu circles a large coral formation, waiting for the rest to join you.

Once everyone is under the water, the ilus begin to play together and chase each other. Neteyam’s begins to chase yours and he reaches out to you. You dodge his grasp, weaving your way through a tight, cage-like structure.

Ao’nung’s ilu sneaks up on you from behind, startling you. He snickers, teasing you a bit before swimming away, encouraging you to chase him. 

After a few more minutes of underwater play, everyone surfaces. Lo’ak and Neteyam laugh between breaths, making you and Tsireya smile. “You are learning to breathe!” She says, more so directed to Lo’ak.

You direct your ilu toward Neteyam’s, stopping beside him. You reach out and gently squeeze his hand, grinning. “I had fun teaching you today.” You say, looking at him with a warm expression. “I had fun learning from you. You’re a great teacher.” Neteyam responds, his thumb rubbing my knuckles.

The familiar feeling of heat on your face returned, another reminder of Ao’nung’s own actions towards you. You had never felt this way when Ao’nung did this to you, why was it so different when Neteyam did it?

“Loran, it’s getting late. We should head back to the village.” Ao’nung’s voice came from behind you, making you jump. You let go of Neteyam’s hand and turn around. “It’s not that late...” You respond, looking up at the sky. Eclipse wasn’t far off, but you still had time.

“We should head back to the village,” Ao’nung repeated, his voice more serious. “I need to talk to you about something important.”

You groaned and turned on your ilu, swimming up next to him. “See you around, Neteyam.” You beam at him before going back to the village with Ao’nung.

“I don’t think I can watch you drool over her any longer.” Lo’ak says to Neteyam with a sneer. “Shut up skxawng,” Neteyam glares at him. “You look at Tsireya the same way I look at Loran.” He lowers his voice to a whisper, laughing at Lo’ak’s flustered expression. 

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“What the hell was that?” Ao’nung asks, face contorted with rage. “This is why I told you to stay away from him!” His voice is barely below shouting volume as you walk through the village.

“Firstly, I need you to take it down about one hundred notches,” You say, looking Ao’nung up and down. “If you want this conversation to continue, you need to stop yelling at me.” He lets out a long sigh, dragging his hand down his face.

“Fine, I’m calm.” Ao’nung breathes, voice back to normal, although still laced with anger. “Like I said this morning, you will not tell me what I can and can not do. I can be around Neteyam as much as I want and talk to him as much as I want, understand?” You cross your arms, scowling. 

“I know. It’s just... I think he’s bad news. Neteyam likes you, I can tell by the way he’s always staring,” Ao’nung pauses before continuing. “And I think you like him too.”

“What makes you say that?” I hesitantly speak, moving closer to him. I know what he’ll probably say, but I want to hear it.

“You’ve gone out of your way to partner with him in almost every lesson. The diving one is barely an exception,” Ao’nung crosses his arms. “I saw you two holding hands on the ilus. You seemed so... infatuated by him.” You slowly nod, not knowing how to respond.

“To clarify, this isn’t me trying to tell you how you should move forward. All I’m saying is there are other, better guys that you can choose. Guys like-” Ao’nung stops himself. “You’ll figure it out.”

“Ao’nung,” You grabbed his hands, looking up at him. “Is there something you’re not telling me?” You ask, not being able to shake the feeling that your best friend is hiding something from you.

“No, it’s nothing, I promise everything’s fine,” He looks up at the sky in its darkened state due to the eclipse fully setting in. “Come on, the last thing I want is for you to get in trouble because I kept you out too late.” Ao’nung gives you a small smile, his hand on your back as you both walk to your family’s marui.

Ao’nung greets your parents respectfully, apologizing for not returning you sooner. After a short and polite conversation, he departs.

The rest of the night is relatively quiet. You tell your parents about the events of the day, eat dinner, then get ready to sleep. However, your mind can’t seem to quiet down. What was Ao’nung trying to tell you? What were these new feelings you felt for Neteyam, who you’ve only known for a day? Was Ao’nung... jealous? The last thought makes you bite your lip.

Across the village, Ao’nung was having the same problem as he tried to sleep. He was afraid of telling you about his true feelings. Close contact with you made his heartbeat quicken and thoughts muddle. He had become skilled at suppressing these reactions, fearing that you’d notice.  

However, Ao’nung had become tired. Tired of hiding his feelings for you. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could take you being completely oblivious to the love he had towards you.

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Additional Notes: I hope you enjoyed reading! I would love to continue this fic and hopefully it doesn’t have too many flaws. I had so much fun writing it and I got a bit carried away with jealous insecure Ao’nung.

[normspellsman]

The Sea Gives & The Sea Takes

A “Can Only Hope” Sequel pt. 1/?

pairing(s): sully family x gender neutral!reader

genre: angst

word count: 1k+

warning(s): funeral scene

word bank: eywa/great mother — goddess deity that the na’vi believe in, atokirina/woodsprite — a seed from the tree of souls that lives on pandora, tsmuktu — sibling, irayo — thank you; thanks, & ilu— aquatic creature residing on awa’atlu used for riding

note: the first installment of the “can only hope” sequels + prequels. i have some more planned regarding the other works, possibly involving a separate fic of each of the siblings visiting the reader at the tree of souls but we’ll see. i only have lo’ak’s part done. so if you have any ideas or requests for those &/or future works, please message or comment! <3

Your funeral was beautiful.

Upon hearing of your unfortunate death, the leaders of the Metkayina, Ronal and Tonowari, and the rest of their clan began to make preparations for it. The reef people had different funeral customs than the Omatikaya, but made a conscious effort to make it somewhat similar to that of your home clan. Just a little something that you could take with you onto your way to join Eywa.

Your body was delicately wrapped and placed into a giant leaf that was able to hold your weight above the water, preventing you from sinking to the bottom.

Tsireya had gotten permission from both of your parents to do your hair for the ceremony. It was a tradition of the Metkayina to do their recently passed loved ones hair before they joined the Great Mother. It was something that she wanted to do for you, especially after all you did during your time on Awa’atlu.

Each of your siblings also wanted to do something for you before you joined the Great Mother forever. Each of them had given something to you. Neteyam had replaced your armband with his, he wearing yours. Lo’ak had taken the hair piece that he always used to tie back his hair and put it in yours, asking Tsireya if she could incorporate it into your hair somehow. Kiri had wrapped her favorite necklace around your neck. And Tuk had wrapped the anklet she was making you around your right ankle, all of your favorite shells adorning the woven material. They had wanted to give a piece of themselves to you before your body officially joined Eywa, so they’d be with you for all eternity until it was their time to join you in the afterlife.

Your Mother was at the back of the leaf that held your body, helping her eldest son push it along the surface of the water as they joined the rest of the family and members of the Metkayina.

She wished she was back home. She wished she was doing all of this the only way she knew how, the Omatikaya way. Where she would sing your song chord as her Mother chanted prayers for your soul to return safely back into the arms of Eywa. Where she would experience the comfort of her people during her mourning. Where she would place an atokirina in your open grave at the base of Home Tree. Where they would hold a celebration of your life and achievements. Neytiri just wanted the comfort of her home. Of where she grew up. Of where she had given birth to you and watched you grow up. That’s all she desired.

Many faces in the crowd were damp at the sight. Not many of them knew you, but they could feel the love that the Sully family and their Olo’eyktan’s family held for you, and so they grieved over that. Over the deep, familial love that you’ll never get to experience again. Over the young life that was lost. Over the future life you’d never get to have.

Once they reached the point where they needed to, Neytiri readied herself to slide your body out from under the leaf.

But before she was completely able to, her children stopped her, wanting one more chance to see your face or touch your azure skin.

Neteyam was the first to approach you, turning around from the front of the leave that held you.

He gently touched your face, running a finger over the faintest scar that rested underneath your eye, smiling fondly at the memory that flashed in his head. Neteyam slightly bent down to rest his lips against the crown of your hair, “Rest well, ma tsmuktu,” he whispered against your azure skin, gently kissing where his lips rested upon.

He thought the whole thing was bittersweet. You had worked so hard to protect the people and your family, being successful in your tribulations. It was your job as the eldest sibling to do so. And now it was Neteyams. You passing on the baton to him. He promised to do as you did. Protect the ones you loved until your very last breath.

Then, it was Lo’ak who approached your still body.

He had glided up to the side of the leaf, putting one hand on your forearm and the other on your cheek. He shakingly smiled down at your peaceful form, almost believing that you were just asleep and not actually dead. Almost.

Lo’ak had made sure to wear every single piece of jewelry you made him over the years, there barely being any room on his forearms due to the sheer amount he was wearing. The recent you had attempted at making him was tied to his left wrist, on the hand that gently rested on your cheek. It was far from finished, the weaving pattern stopping at the middle and the beads were slightly uneven. When he entered your side of the marui and saw the bracelet you were making for him, it made him sob once more. He felt so guilty, so sad. You were no longer here to offer your comfort or to tease him. But he still felt your presence wherever he went, especially if he had one of your bracelets on.

No matter how many bracelets Lo’ak managed to pack onto his arms, he still felt the gaping hole in his heart that only your presence could fill. He doesn’t think anything on Pandora, or in the universe, could fill up the hole you left behind. You were Lo’ak’s favorite sibling, of course there was going to be a hole in your absence. He would never admit that you were his favorite sibling, but everyone knew. Everyone knew.

“Irayo, tsmuktu,” Lo’ak muttered, rubbing your forearm softly, “For everything.”.

Neytiri had decided now was the best moment to remove you from the leaf, taking you into her arms as you floated against the light current of the waves.

You were so quiet. Neytiri doesn’t think you had been more quiet in your life. Of course your lack of noise wasn’t purposeful or your doing. But she still couldn’t help but feel bothered by your silence. You were quite a fussy child, becoming even more rowdy as you grew and time went on. That’s what Neytiri loved about you. You never changed much or grew out of your childhood habits. She frowned at her realization of you being so quiet. It was a stark difference from your usual personality, making everything more real, more painful. She finds herself straining to hear your little giggle whenever you played around with the family, pretending to be asleep when you weren’t. But her sensitive ears pick up nothing, frowning at the reality that you’d never make a sound again.

Jake had glided up besides his wife, aiding her in floating your body.

Tonowari had explained to Jake the Metkayina’s funeral process and what it would entail. He and Neytiri would swim down to the bottom of the ocean, towards the glowing orange tendrils on the seafloor. The Olo’eyktan explained that once your body made contact with the tendrils, they would welcome you in a warm embrace, slowly and gently wrapping themselves around your whole body until no hint of skin was left. Finally pulling you down into itself as you became one.

To be frank, Jake was not ready to do all of this. He wanted, no needed more time with you. With his eldest. You were his first child and you’d always hold a special place in his heart, but it wouldn’t be the same anymore. There’d always be that void that followed him around. He felt as if he should’ve done more. That maybe if he didn’t run from Quaritch, you’d still be alive and breathing in his arms. Maybe if he tried harder to be a better Father, then you’d still be here.

Just as Jake and Neytiri were passing by their youngest children, Tuk stopped them, putting her forehead against your cheek, softly kissing it as she pulled away. Kiri copied her movements, running her hand through your braided hair only before pulling herself away from your body. Spider stayed where he was next to Kiri’s ilu, too afraid to approach your body and pay his respects. Not that he didn’t want to. He just didn’t know what to do at this exact moment. Everything was so confusing, especially after saving Quaritch minutes after witnessing the life leave your eyes. He didn’t even know why he did it. He had no explanation as to why. He felt out of place. Like he didn’t deserve to be present at your funeral.

“It’s time, Neytiri,” Jake softly spoke, putting his bruised hand onto his wifes delicately painted face, gently rubbing her cheekbone in hopes to comfort her. Burying your child was never an easy feat. Jake wanted to be there for his wife. Wanted to be her crutch to lean on. But, he too was barely hanging on.

Neytiri only nodded at her husband's words, taking a deep breath before diving down into the water, carrying your body in her four fingered hands.

Jake followed his wife shortly after, knots forming in his stomach as the orange glowing tendrils came into view, swaying back and forth from the current.

Placing your body onto the tendrils was something neither parent wanted to do. Watching as your body slowly floated downwards and made contact with the tendrils made Jake want to reach out to you and bring you into his chest. Watching as the tendrils started to wrap themselves around your form and practically swallow you whole made Jake want to cry out. He found himself yearning to have your own burial site, so he could go back to visit you. But this wasn’t Earth and he wasn’t back with the Omatikaya. The Metkayina did things differently and he had to respect that, even if it meant not being able to visit your grave whenever he wanted to.

From the water's surface, the remaining Sullys watched as you were swallowed by the mass of tendrils and finally became one with the Great Mother, body and spirit.

Kiri and Spider held hands as they watched. Kiri felt her eyes sting from the tears pricking at her waterline, mixing in with the seawater. Spider only blankly stared at your slowly disappearing body, swallowing the lump in his throat.

Neteyam curled in on himself as he floated there, almost copying your fetal stance you were put into in order to be wrapped in preparation for your funeral.

Lo’ak had reached out towards you, sobbing into the water as bubbles erupted from around him, water seeping into his lungs from the action.

And Tuk couldn’t bring herself to watch, instead finding comfort in watching the ilu’s float in their place.

Tsireya, Ao’nung, and Rotxo only continued to cry silent tears as they watched from afar. The glowing light of the ocean floor becoming brighter as it absorbed your body, dimming out slightly, a telltale sign that you were now with the Great Mother for all eternity.

The whole night felt surreal, even afterwards.

No one uttered a signal word in the Sully’s marui pod, sitting in silence as everyone processed what occurred only hours prior.

The sea gives and the sea takes.

The sea gave the Sully’s a new home but as a result, took a small part of them as the price.

[marymary-diva17]

Mama ex’s (Morden au)

sully family x mom reader

content : Jake x reader, neytiri x reader, and Jake x reader x neytiri, sully kids x mom reader, sully family x reader, exes

avatar modern master list

You had dated someone way before Jake and neytiri as they were best friends that the time, before you had fallen in love with them and saw they were the ones. Your exes had ended things with you on somewhat neutral or good terms as they had fallen in love with the person that had been chosen as their third mate, and there was no fighting faith when a decision had been made by the heart and mind. You were heartbroken as you had really love your exes and everything came to an end you wish for the best for them but you still were upset and mad at them. Jake and neytiri were able to help you out of the whole of sadness and over time you soon fall in love again. Staring a new life with them and being able to find more happiness as the years went on for you.

Jake " sully family outing" the sully family was out and about together having a family day, as there was supposed to be one last week but it got cancelled due to weather conditions. The family had gone to the broad walk for some fun, as the kids along with Jake thought it was a good idea.

neytiri " well looks like we can finally have our family day outing"

neteyam " I'm happy it not raining"

lo'ak " come on lets get going" lo'ak was about to take off running with his sister behind him.

Jake " wait a minute there you three"

tuk " aww dad"

Jake " no rushing little girl we did to make sure we get the parking permit in the car and we are all ready"

the kids " yes dad" Jake had soon went to one of the parking permit meters, and soon he was back place the permit in car.

Neytiri " okay now we can go" the kids all smiled as the family made their way towards the broad walk, the kids seem to be having a good time as they were walking on the board walk.

y/n " the kids seem to be having a good time"

Jake " yes they are it has been a long time since we have had a family outing"

y/n " I and the kids know you been busy we completely understand"

neytiri " we are just happy we were able to come out today with you and the kids"

y/n " hey I'm happy to have you guys here"

Jake " this place bring back a lot of good memories the night we told you we love you, during the firework show"

y/n " oh yes I remember that day"

neytiri " then we were here when you asked you to marry us. and we nearly lose the wedding ring"

y/n " oh yes I remember that Jake almost dove into the ocean to save it, and it was winter"

Jake " hey I was not going to lose the ring just yet and you did give us, and answer yet so we need that ring"

Neytiri " I almost went after him as well" you soon laugh at Jake and neytiri, there were many good and bad memoirs of this place. Now you were making family memoirs with the kids here.

Neteyam " hey dad you want to come challenge I and lo'ak to some games"

Jake " son I think I might play later"

lo'ak " oh leave him be netaym he getting to old and he knows we will beat him"

Jake " oh boy it seem like you are challenging me"

lo'ak " maybe I'm but I understand if you are not able to get into the game"

neteyam " it fine dad you don't have to play me and lo'ak can go play, it will be fine"

Jake " oh I'm playing you boys still need to know I'm the winner" the two boys smiled at their father, you stood there looking at your sons and husband.

y/n " boys"

lo'ak " it will be fun mom we are just playing around to see if dad still the winner of games, or needs to go into retirement"

Jake " oh it on now come both of you we will see who the winner" Jake soon raced off with the boys leaving you standing there watching them have fun.

neytiri " I'm going to go check on them"

y/n " you are going to join them are you"

neytiri " you know me so well" neytiri soon ran after the father and sons, and went to join them as you stood there watching over kiri and tuk.

????? " y/n" you had heard your name getting called making you turn around, to face the owner of the voice you knew so well. it was your exes they were looking at you.

y/n “ ex boyfriend/name and ex girlfriend/name it has been so long”

ex boyfriend “ yes it has more like fifteen or sixteen years”

y/n “ yes but I think it might of been longer”

ex girlfriend “ well you look so well since the last time we talked snd saw you, that good”

y/n “ yes I have been doing well but it seems like, you two have been doing well as well” your two ex’s had nodded their head it has, been so long since you saw them everyone had changed over this time.

y/n “ you two look like you are doing well was happy or you both”

ex boyfriend “ thank you”

???? “ there you two are I was wondering where you both had gotten off to” you soon saw the girl that your ex had fallen in love with and seemed to have a special bond with, she was someone you knew very well as you had some previous classes with her. They were actually arranged to marry her but felt nothing at first but soon, had fallen in love over time after getting to know her.

ex girlfriend “ oh y/n your remember our wife from when we were all younger”

old classmate “ y/n I'm so happy to see you it has been so long since we were in school together and had young adults, I have missed you over the years"

y/n “ yes it has been very long it good to know you all are still together, you three make a perfect couple” you didn’t know how to feel right happy or upset as you were looking at them.

y/n “ so what are you l doing here last time I remember, you all said you were moving for his work”

ex boyfriend “ well we did move away but work offer us a new position here, and we decided to come to here”

old classmate “ yes that is true we have thought about starting a family here as it the perfect place… so what of you”

y/n “ I been good I stayed here after our young adults years and made a life here for me”

ex girlfriend “ we are happy to see you are doing so well, after all these years you still important to us”

old friend “ yes and I know we didn’t start on the, best of terms but you are wonderful women and deserve some happiness” you had open your month as you were about to say something, towards your exes and their wife.

?????? " mama I found mama" you soon looked up and saw tuk coming running towards you she soon, stopped when he reached you.

exes and women " ......."

y/n " hey baby"

tuk " mama we couldn't find you so we came looking for you"

y/n " well you found me baby'

ex boyfriend " who this is little one"

y/n " this is my daughter tuk and tuk sweetie these are mama friends from the past"

tuk " hello"

ex girlfriend " so you have a kid"

y/n " yes I do well actually I have ...."

????? " mama" soon you three older children had came running towards you, they soon stopped when they reached you. The look one your exes and old friend had gotten your attention.

y/n " hello children"

kiri " it looks like tuk found you we lost sight of you"

y/n :" well I'm sorry my loves I was coughing up with some old friends"

neteyam " oh hello there we are her kids I'm neteyam the oldest"

ex girlfriend " hello"

y/n " these are my other kids kiri and lo'ak"

old classmate " oh wow you have four children"

y/n " yes"

ex boyfriend " wow the oldest reminds me of Neytiri and so those the young one, but the second boy reminds me of Jake"

lo'ak " mama"

y/n " kids these are old friends from when I was in collage with your mom and dad"

old classmate " wait you got married as well"

y/n " yes well if you most know I married ...."

???? " hey there you all are I and neytiri thought there you kids had found you mama and ran off to do something else" Jake and Neytiri soon showed themselves and stopped when they saw your exes and old classmate.

Jake " oh hello ex boyfriend/ name it been a while"

ex boyfriend " Jake"

neytiri " hello ex girlfriend/name and old classmate it seems like you two are looking well"

kiri " wait you all know each other"

Jake " yes kids those two are you mama exes and women with them is your mama old classmates from collage"

the kids " what"

tuk " mama said they are her old friends"

y/n " they are my old friends honey after and before we dated"

ex boyfriend " so I'm guesses you two married here"

Jake " yes we did you three and fallen in love and later on we all had fallen in love ... so it seems like we all got our happy ending"

ex girlfriend " wow I never thought thus will happen I thought at y/n will ..."

neytiri " wait for you two to come back no she was heartbroken but soon came to terms with everything, as she saw you three were happy"

old classmate " y/n we are sorry about everything we didn't mean to hurt you or anyone else"

y/n " it okay I have come to terms with everything that happened, and we all found our happiness in the end and that what should matter the most for us all" the adults had all nodded their head and agree with your statement.

tuk " come on mama lets have some fun"

y/n " sure honey" tuk soon pulled you aways and the older kids joined but soon looked back at the three strangers and glare as them.

Jake " well we will be leaving now you are lucky she is here as there, is so much more we wish to say"

ex boyfriend " I really hope one day we can be friends again"

Neytiri " I wouldn't hold my breathe one that many people were hurt of what happened it will take time to heal, just because she forgive you doesn't mean we forgive you ... goodbye for now" neytiri and Jake soon walked away from the three and said nothing else, but they did look back at them giving a colder glare that could scare anyone. The rest of the was well spending it with your kids and mates forgetting about the past and moving on with the future. Jake and neytiri were making sure you knew how much they love and cherish you, your life was happy with them and you wouldn't change it for anything.

[mayhemories]

Neteyam x readers kids to lovers eventually, before WOTW bc I carnt handle his death

Eywa, A Sign

Ohhh it kills me, I love this boy. He died for what? Pandora Jesus better resurrects him next time, or I will have words with Mr Cameron. Not sure if I did your request justice, hope I did <3 

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x Reader (James Cameron’s Avatar) 

Requested: Yes | No

Warnings: None? Just straight fluff. Reader is an orphan trope/parental death. Mentions of death. 

Words: 1.58k

Author’s Notes: Neteyam is roughly 18/19 here, Reader is 18, Lo’ak and Kiri are 17, and my girl Tuk is still the same. Set before Way of the Water. 

Please note that the reader utilises she/her pronouns. If you’d prefer male or gender-neutral pronouns in fic I’m more than happy to repost a male or gn version of the story, otherwise include any pronoun preferences in the request box!

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Many Na’vi died following Toruk Macto. Either due to the impact of the battlefield violence or, their wounds upon return to their clan. Your parents, two brave Omatikaya warriors, died at the hands of the Sky People during a routine raid on supply shipments. 

Jake and Neytiri were quick to take you under their care, love and protection. Practically becoming one of their own. Being a few months younger than Neteyam and a year older than the twins, Kiri and Lo’ak, you slipped right in.

Jake was never afraid to reprimand you like you were his own, either. Like the time you were twelve, Lo’ak eleven:

“Now what did I tell you two?” Jake had you and Lo’ak lined up against the wall of the clan stronghold, sprung by the Olo’eyktan from the moment you came sneaking back in after curfew. 

“Don’t be in the forest after eclipse-” You and Lo’ak mumbled under your breaths, knowing that Jake wouldn’t let up.

“Yes! That’s right, don’t be in the forest after eclipse!” he said, exasperated, holding his hands above his head, dragging them down across his face. “And where were you two knuckleheads?” His face was annoyed, though his eyes were soft. We were his kids, god forbid anything happened to us. 

“Look dad (y/n) had nothing to do with it, it was all me-” Lo’ak started, but you finished,

“Sir, Lo’ak didn’t want to go, I wanted to go.” You and Lo’ak shared a small smile, he was your brother, through and through. 

Jake shook his head, hands on hips. 

“Go, go, both of you. Wash up.” He was stern, but as you two skxawngs ran past him you saw the gentle smile lay on his lips. 

As you got older you noticed Jake becoming harder and harder on his boys. For whatever reason Lo’ak almost gave up on pleasing Jake, felt like he could never be enough for him, a spec of dust compared to Neteyam’s glittering gold. Maybe that was why, why he was so impulsive and reckless, consistently. Any attention being good attention for Lo’ak. Regardless of his intentions, you liked that about him. He encourages your sense of adventure like a brother should, was always there to catch you when you fall. Neteyam and Lo’ak were different sides of the same coin, both living to please Jake in one way or another. Jake saw himself in Lo’ak and that scared him, you knew that,

But Neteyam…shit, Neteyam. 

You always saw Neteyam differently. As kids, he felt too cool for you to be around. This developed over time as you, yourself developed. As you felt awkward and out of place in your body, tail giving away every thought and feeling, Neteyam got taller, got broader, got sweeter. As an awkward teenager, your little soft spot evolved into a full-blown crush. You kept it under wraps sure, Lo’ak teasing you here and there but he never thought anything serious of it. Shit, you tried not to think anything of it. He was the future Olo’eyktan, he was the future of the clan. 

Now, freshly eighteen you were considered a woman: A relatively fierce Ikran rider, bow made from wood of the tree to replace the Hometree that was lost to the Sky People, a hunter. You surpassed any ritual trail of clan-life easily, save for one. Save for probably the most important one. 

Finding a mate. 

So, here you were, kneeling on the beautiful deep green moss surrounding the base of the Tree of Voices. The tree was glowing purple, fading to a light pink and back again, streaks of white travelled up and down the tendril of the tree, where you’ve made the bond. The hum of the ancestors created a white noise in you mind, helping to create a true vision. Praying to Eywa always gave you a sense of calm, like all anxieties were being blown right through your body, energy settling itself back into the world. 

“My dear All-Mother Eywa, I come to you now for guidance, for advice.” You started, clamping your eyes shut to encourage any kind of vision, so that you may see into the realm beyond that of physical sight. 

Neteyam knew it was wrong, to listen to your private prayers with Eywa. But he did not make a move to leave his advantageous spot, hidden amongst trees and rocks, he could watch you freely. His whole life felt like it revolved around you, and your alluring presence, strong heart, strong mind. 

Neteyam officially became a man the year prior, it was expected of him as the future clan leader to have already chosen a woman. And, in some ways he had. It had always been you, it was always you. Neteyam loved you, and it was never as a sister as Lo’ak has. When you were children you would play family. Neteyam was the dad, you the mum, Kiri and Lo’ak the kids. Neteyam knew from a young age that he didn’t want to play family with anyone else. 

He assumed Neytiri always knew, too. She never pressured him in claiming a mate, or even talking about it. Jake, well he was less switched on when it came to Neteyam’s shy nature. He was always pestering Neteyam about it-

Jake had flown Neteyam and himself to a floating mountain so that him and his first born son could speak freely: “Look, I’m not even saying you have to mate straight away! But at least court someone Neteyam, you’re the future of this clan-” Jake started, but for the first and last time in his life, Neteyam cut his father off.

“I am waiting for (y/n)!” Neteyam yelled, holding the bridge of his nose, anticipating that Jake would come back with a raised voice as he most often did. It did not come. Instead Jake closed the distance between him and his son, wrapping his arms around his beautiful baby boy, who wasn’t a baby anymore. Neteyam loosened, wrapping his still lanky arms around his father. With his chin resting on Neteyam’s head, Jake chuckled:

“Well then, wait for her as long as you need.” 

“I love her.” Neteyam admitted quietly. 

“I know you do, kid.” 

Neteyam shook the memory from his mind, and focused back on your kneeling, praying figure in front of him. 

“My mother Eywa, what am I to do?” You felt exasperated, lost. “I… I am afraid that the one I love does not love me Eywa.” 

Neteyam’s chest tightened, although he always knew it was a possibility that you may not want him, he tried his hardest swaying anyone else’s decision in the matter. The glares he had sent to all the young na’vi during their teen years, and at your own ceremony of womanhood, Neteyam made it clear with growls and possessive hovering that he was waiting for you. Although, maybe he could’ve made it clearer to you. 

“Great Eywa please, please show me a sign that Neteyam and I will be named mates.” you whispered, scared to admit his name in the scenario, aloud. 

Neteyam felt like he could vomit. He slowly approached you, kneeling beside you, as if he were beginning to pray, himself.

You could feel his heat, his being as he sat down, you didn’t need to open your eyes to confirm. Besides that, you could feel all the blood drain from your body and rush back up to your cheeks and ears. Clearing your throat, you decided that this was a good a sign as any. 

“Neteyam” You opened your eyes, his beautiful warm honey ones already locked on your face, “how much of that did you hear?” 

Neteyam hung his head in shame, shaking some of his braids from their resting places, blood rushing to his cheeks. 

“I am so sorry, I know I shouldn’t have listened to your private words spoken with Eywa.” Neteyam spoke softly, like he always did with you. “But I could not help it, especially knowing you have not chosen a mate yet.” Neteyam spoke around a lump in his throat, “I needed to know why.” 

Your mind was rushing a million miles per minute. But fake bravado was something that Lo’ak taught you, and something you could hide behind.

“You know, you haven’t chosen anyone either. My ceremony was last week, yours was last year.” You said, catching his eye again, with a slight smile on your lips. Neteyam laughed. Shit, you loved that sound. You could die happy now, hearing his laugh. 

“I have chosen,” your stomach dropped at his words, though sensing your anxiety Neteyam wove one of his hands with yours, and pinned you to the spot with his warm eyes. “I just had to wait a year for her to choose me too.” 

And all at once it felt like Eywa had breathed life into you, and Neteyam. Like your soul was made of milk and honey and you were going to flow on forever. 

You kissed him, your hands cupped his beautiful face, his slender fingers settling on your waist, nestling between beads and cloth. 

He came out of the kiss laughing, needing air. You let out a laugh too, keeping your foreheads together. 

“I see you.” You whispered, still scared that if you speak too loud this dream will dissipate into the colours of Pandora’s jungle, floating away from you entirely. 

“I have only ever seen you,” Neteyam said, smiling. His silver freckles set alight from the glow of the Tree of Voices. 

Happiness was simple.