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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚'𝐯𝐢, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐚'𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫.

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TW: Avatar Frontier of Pandora Spoilers, mentions of death, crime's against the na'vi, a bit of angst but not really, Jake and Neytiri love trope?

A/N: Sorry this took a while, should I introduce another clans mentioned in the video game? Sorry if it feels short.

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Kiri had taken you to one of the labs in the High Camp, so that you could meet her mother. Turns out that she was adopted by the Sully's, but she still knows about her biological mother. After you had put on a mask that allowed you to breath the human air, you were then pulled to a water tank, which contained her mother. "That your mom?" you asked, while looking at the what seemed to be sleeping na'vi. "Yeah, she's gone, but not completely" Kiri said, while climbing on top of the tank and sat on it, while looking down at her mom. You couldn't help but notice how much a like they looked. She must really be her mom.

But you also realized who it was. "Is that Dr. Grace Augustine?" you asked, making Kiri look at you with a look of surprised. How did you know her mom's name? "Yeah, do you know my mom?" she asked, now curious. "Not personally, but I've seen her a couple times with my teacher Miss Cameron" you mentioned. "She'd teach other kids, we'd refer to them as the 'Outside' Kids since they weren't kept in the building like I was." You said, seen how Kiri somewhat frowned, she had hopped that you would know something about her mom. "I wish I knew something." You said with a bit of comfort. Kiri only smiled while looking down at her mom.

You'd be bonding with a dire horse. They were huge, they almost scared you due to their size. Neteyam had guided you towards a horse, it was a male station. He was busy eating some kind of honey like substance from some flowers. Neteyam then called the creature over, the stallion gladly went to him. Neteyam then handed you a yovo fruit. "What's this for?" you asked, looking at the fruit in hand. "It's for the horse, to get him to like you a bit." He explained, then horse was now facing you, sniffing the air towards you. "Give him the fruit." He said, you then brought the fruit up to the horse.

The stallion gladly ate the fruit from your hand, you felt the juices getting on your palm as well as the horse's licks on your hand. You lightly giggled by the horse eagerly licking your palm. Neteyam only watched, in awe. He felt a warm feeling on his chest watching you interacting with the dire horse, he softly smiled by the sight. Then he spoke. "Alright, now mount him." He said, you wiped your palms on the cloth from your loincloth in attempt to clean them. You then moved to the horse's side, then you jumped up to him. You struggled a bit, but manage to get on his back, sitting up straight. "Make the bond with the horse." He said, you then grabbed your queue along with the horse's antenna like queue. Slowly you brought your both your pink tendrils together and have them hug one another. The horse then let out loud neigh and stumbled around. "Crap." You squealed, hugging onto the horse neck tightly to not fall. Feeling yourself panic.

Neteyam got closed, keeping the dire horse on the spot and prevented him from moving anymore. "Now, relax your body." He instructed. You nodded, letting go of the horse's neck and sat up straight. You took a deep breath, trying to relax yourself and clear your mind. "Now, focused on feeling what he is feeling. Feel his mind, his body, his legs." He continued to instruct you on what to do. You did what you could, inhaling and exhaling, keeping your mind blank. Trying to bond with the horse. It seemed to be working, you could feel yourself bonding with the horse, as if you felt his mind, body and most importantly his legs. You couldn't help but let out a small smile, by the little achievement. Neteyam couldn't help but smile by this too.

He moved away from the horse, giving him enough space to go through. "Now, instruct him to go forward." He told you. You opened your eyes, looking forward, to see where to guide the horse to. "Forward?" you said, almost confused and a now nervous. Without a warning, the horse then galloped forward. Making you squeal out a bit by his sudden outburst. Without a warning, the horse went a bit faster, then you fell off the horse. Your queue unlatched off from the horse's. You fell on a mud puddle. Neteyam couldn't help but let out a small laugh and going over to you. "Are you alright?" he asked. You then got up on your hands and knees. "Never better." You responded almost sarcastically.

He then leaned down and helped you up, not minding touching the mud on your arms. Looking down, half of your body was covered in mud, the side of your face also had mud and it also got in your mouth. You stock out your tongue and leaned the mud out of it. "This isn't the first time I'd eat dirt." You mentioned, Neteyam couldn't help but continue to chuckle as you tried to clean the mud off yourself. Neteyam then stopped and leaned a bit closer to your face, not too close, just enough to look at your features properly. "Is this a birthmark?" He asked. You then touched the part of your face that didn't have mud on it. You felt the small mark on your left cheek.

"Oh, yeah." You responded almost shyly, by how close he was and how he manage to see the small birthmark on my face. Neteyam only smiled, seen how your cheeks had turned purple. "Go get yourself cleaned up and we'll give it another go." He said kindly. "Alright boss." You replied, walking over to the water fall.

You and Neteyam were back in the village, your whole body felt sore. This was your first time in fifteen years that you felt like that, you were used to it, but everything just felt new. You had to go get checked, you were recovering well, thanks to the fresh air and keeping yourself distracted helped. After your check up, you went back to your small corner. You sat down under your hammock, with your notebook in hand and your pencil.

'Today was interesting, it was my first day in training. This was a bit more difficult then the training was used to. Instead of trying to drive one of the vehicles or air crafts, I rode a horse. A huge one, it was almost as if, it was right for me to be riding that animal, despite not being used to it. It was if I was born for it. Not only that, but Neteyam has a lot of patience, it's almost weird. I'm used to being told that I needed to learn faster and that fast results were needed, things here are a bit odd. I'm used to getting yelled at for not 'trying' hard enough or getting it the first time. I felt somewhat relifed that he didn't yell at me. Hopefully I get the hang of this new lifestyle of mine or just get used to living like the na'vi..'

When you were done, you place your pencil on the last written page and closed the notebook. You then saw Kiri and Tuk approaching you. "Hey y/n!" Tuk said happily, as if she was glad in seen you. "Hey." You responded. "We wanted to know if you wanted to come eat dinner with us?" Kiri asked, before you could answer, Tuk began to plead with you. "Please will you come? Please please please!" she begged like the kid that she was. You couldn't say no, so you nodded. "Yeah, I'll come if that's not issue." You responded, Tuk had jumped in exitment, seen that you agreed.

You were now sitting in the Sully's hut, everyone was sitting in a circle, you were squished between Tuk and Kiri who had been telling you what things that they were eating were. You were new to this, normally you'd eat the food provided by the RDA, which was terrible. You looked down at the huge leaf which had white bugs that were curled up. You grabbed one, examining it first, not sure if you have to remove something or just bite it. "Its Teylu, it may look weird, but it taste good once you try it" Tuk said, you nodded, still looking at the bugs on the bug in your hand. You then just went for it, taking a bite. It felt crunchy, you face scrunched up a bit, but you continued to chew tasting both the sour and gooey stuff. "It's not that bad, taste better then that awful stuff I've ate before." You commented, making Tuk laugh. "You can say that again." Jake chimed in, eating his Teylu.

It was silent at first until Lo'ak had decided to ask a question. "Soo.. Y/n, can you tell us more about school?" He asked. This made everyone's attention to you, they too wanted to learn what stuff you did at school. "I mean well. I learned how to read, write, along with other things such as math and science." You said. They just stayed quiet and listened, eating their food. "What it fun at all?" Tuk asked out of curiosity. "Depends. It was fine, but I didn't like having to stay locked up in a building almost twenty four seven. Besides that, we were mostly taught about Military. Some wanted to be marines, others wanted to do air force." You said, then Jake asked. "Wait, so basically you were all being trained into being Soldiers?" He asked, he had a look of confusion but he also looked modified. "Yeah, they said that they wanted us to show an example to the Outsiders that they would work with the RDA." You explained.

Jake eyes widen, he knew what you meant by that. Your words didn't sound genuine. You sounded as if you were programed into saying that. It'd make sense since he had learned that you were in the RDA for a long time. "What if, the others didn't want to do military?" he now asked. "Well, we had a choice, we could either do military, be scientists or go work in the mines." You said, as if it was nothing. Jake only nodded, processing what you had finished saying. He didn't question any further, he just went back into eating his food. For the rest of the evening you had been telling them more the pros and cons about school to the kids. They had seemed very hooked while Jake and Neytiri only watched.

After dinner, you had gone back to your tent. While the Sully kids were getting ready to sleep. Jake had a lot on his mind, he was outside the hut, pacing around, thinking about what you had said to him. "Ma'Jake? What is wrong?" Neytiri asked her husband, she had finished putting the kids, specially Tuk who had a hard time going to sleep. Jake looked at his wife, his look had some concern. "I'm thinking about what Y/n said." He sighed, rubbing his forehead. "How so?" his wife asked him, wanting to hear his thoughts. "She..I don't know fully, but. It's obvious that she was brain washed into thinking way. Her and those other kids are obviously from other clans and were taken, but they were probably made to believe that the RDA had 'recused' them. I call that complete bullshit." He said to him.

Those words had made Neytiri go back to an old memory. It happened a while ago. She was still a child, she had heard that the Sky Demons had attacked the Tayrangi Clan when they still lived in the forest. She remembers how Ikeyni and Tsentey had arrived at the old Hometree, asking for help. She remembers seen their people crying in both pain and suffering. She had heard that they had set their home on fire and how some of the children had been taken, as well as some people getting killed. That was when she also learned that Ikeyni had also lost her daughter. She was too deep in thought that she didn't hear Jake calling to her. "Babe? Babe? Earth to Neytiri?" he said, getting her attention. His wife looked at him, she had a look of concern. "I know what you mean. Many years back, the Tayrangi clan got attacked a while back when they still lived deep in the forest. The Sky People had come to their land, taking most of the children and killed their families. Ikeyni and Tsentey had gone to home tree asking for help. It was sad to see, lots of people injured, some got burnt and their children got taken. I still remember the look of pain in both Ikeyni and Tsentey, they had lost their daughter." Neytiri explained.

Jake couldn't help but listen. I made sense on why Ikeyni did not hesitate and join in the battle of the Hallelujah Mountains. He understood her a bit more. "So, It's a possibility that one of this kids from y/n's class could possibly be Ikeyni's daughter?" He asked his mate. Neytiri nodded. "Possibly, but we won't know any time soon." She responded. Jake could only nod in understanding. He really hoped that you'd learn about your true origin, where you truly came from. He also hopped that the other kids would wake up so that they too learn the truth.

It was a new day, you got ready for your training. You had change of clothes it was another top made from leaves and other raw materials. The loincloth was only a dark brown miniature like skirt. You were still trying to get used to these kinds of clothes, specially the loincloth, it was a bit uncomfortable, but you had to use these clothes. It almost felt like a requirement. Before you went with Neteyam, you went to check up on your classmates to see if their was any luck, but nothing. You could only hope that your classmates would be okay.

This time, you were going into the woods with Neteyam, who had been carrying a bow and a few arrows. "Have you ever used a weapon before?" Neteyam asked. "Um... I know a way around a gun, mainly a snipper rifle." You admitted, while you followed him, until you both stopped at a secluded area. "Hm, what is that used for?" he asked. "It's a gun used by Snipers. It's like a bow and arrow, but instead you're using a gun from a hidden distance." You explained. Neteyam just hummed. "We're you planning on being a Sniper?" he asked again, souding a bit confused by this 'Sniper' word, you nodded." Well, today you'll be learning how to use a bow" he said, motioning for you to get closer. Once close to him, he handed you the bow. He then proceeded to position you on how to hold the bow properly.

Neteyam handed you an arrow. Placing the feathered end on the string. "Pull" he instructed, then you pulled the arrow backwards on the string slowly. "Hold" he said, making you stop. Again, he preceded to fix your position, moving your arm which held the arrow a bit higher and placed a hand on your back to straighten it. "Keep your chest up and take a deep breath." He said, you followed orders. "Look at where you want the arrow to hit" he said, closely to you, almost whispering. You then looked over at him, seen how close he was to you. "Okay, let go" he said, you then let you, not looking at were the arrow hit.

"Not bad, but you still need more practice" he said turning to you, making you quickly turn away from him and look at the arrow, it had landed on a tree trunk, missing where you had wanted it to land on. You felt a bit embarrassed. For the rest of the time, Neteyam was teaching you how to properly used a bow. He was surprisingly patient, he didn't get mad whenever you'd miss your target or broke an arrow, you were used to getting scolded for the smallest thing. Your old peers wanted fast results and had a lot of expectations, this time your teacher seemed very patient.

After a while, your arms and back felt sore, same with your fingers. "You did good, still a bit more practice, but you're a fast leaner" Neteyam complemented. You felt a purple blush creep up on your cheeks. "Thank you, you're very good at teaching" you complemented back. Neteyam gave you a small genuine smile, which made your face heat up a bit and your tail slightly wag. "What else is there to do?" you asked. "Well, next you'll have to learn to get around the forest, basically you use all your five senses, but what's importantly is that you use your strength. In order to survive around here" he instructed.

Once you had collected the bows and whatever arrows you had left, you had the job to carry them around, as a part of the training. You were learning how to climb trees and walking around thick branches. Neteyam moved fast, while you caught up to him. This felt like those obstacle courses back in the base, except these were bigger and very difficult to get around. You watched how Neteyam got a hold of a branch and with his whole body weight, he manage to swing himself to another branch. You stopped, hesitated to do what he did, not sure if you'd be able to that high and not fall.

Neteyam had stopped in his tracks, seen that you were still across the other branch. "Y/n! It's okay, just take a deep breath and use your strength!" he yelled. You looked at him, then back at the ground, seen how far you were. You took a deep breath, placing your bow and slung the quiver on your back, taking another deep breath, you ran towards the branch, and you jumped. You got a hold of it, even though your arms were sore, you still manage to pull your body weight over to the other thick branch. You let go of the branch and landed on one across the first.

You wobbled a bit but you manage to catch yourself, your breathing had quicken by the short moment, looking back at the previous branch you were once on. You sigh in relief, glad that you did it. "It wasn't so hard now was it?" Neteyam walked over to you with a small smile. "Yeah, I'll have to get used to that." You said in a chuckle. "What? They didn't teach you how to climb and jump from tree to tree?" he asked teasinly. "No actually, my training was done on the ground." You responded. "Alright, come on" Neteyam said, moving forward again, while you followed.

We continued to walk and swing onto branches, it was also part of my training. This was much harder then an obstacle course. That was more on the ground, this was high up in trees. If you fall, you could possible break a bone or something, because of how high it is. Its almost a ride or die type of situation. It got more difficult. As we ran through more branches, Neteyam then slung his bow over his chest and jumped off the branch. All you could do is just watch as he fell down. Gracefully sliding off the huge leaves. You sighed, also slipping the bow over your body and leaped off the branch.

You couldn't help but let out a small shrike, your body was hitting the leaves. You tried to slide down, but that didn't work how you planned. Finally after falling for a long time, you fell on your side onto a soft giant mushroom and rolled down to the ground. You quickly got up and dusted dirt off your body, along with leaves. Neteyam could only watched, with a bit of concern. "You alright?" he asked. You only nodded, taking some leaves off your hair. "Yup, I'm good." You responded, feeling a bit embarrassed for because of what he saw. He only nodded, but took the time you see if you had any small injuries. "Alright, let's just continued on ground, so that you don't get hurt." He said, as he picked up your bow and gave it to you. When you grabbed the thin wood, your fingers brushed off onto his. You couldn't help but look up at him, for a moment. You locked into each other's eyes. The small moment was cut short when you took your bow from his hands. "Alright, lets go." You said, awkwardly. Neteyam nodded, while clearing his throat. Both you and Neteyam began heading back to the high camp. In an awkward silence.

ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ, ɴᴇxᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ

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Syawn: bonds beyond clans

Hellooooooooo everyone! here is another long awaited chapter! This one is focused on Lu'Lafyon, the oldest triplet. Hope you all enjoy this one!

Syawn series

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After many wars in the past, tragic loss and new bonds forming, many clans have become closer than ever. The center of all these bonds are the Omatikaya clan, and to be more specific is the ever growing sully family. Their bond ties deep with the Metkayina clan, the Olangi clan, the Anurai clan, and so many more. One of the many clans the Sully family is very close to is the Tayrangi clan. The Olo’eykte, the fearless warrior and wise leader, Ikeyni. She fought so many battles right beside Jake sully. She knows him and his extended family very well. 

Dont think she is alone in leading her clan. Her mate and beloved, Tstentey assisted her. He holds not specific title. Not that he desired to. Simply being a ikran rider and teacher to the young is enough of a title for him. Of course he did participate in the war against the humans. Yet after that, he continued to live his humble life with ikeyni. 

However.

When they received word of the miracle birth of three na’vi children born from the same mother at the same time, they had to go see. Be a witness of something that is sure to be a once in a lifetime opportunity. And meeting them face to face brought great joy to Ikenyi. Seeing life blossom after many losses was always a welcoming change. 

Ikenyi and tentsey promised Jake sully and neytiri that they would vow to protect the triplets and that both would make a strong bond with them when they get older. Welcoming them to their clan should they like it. And it was a promise the couple would hold on. But among the three siblings, one of them would hold a unique bond with ikeyni. A bond she would treasure forever. 

The couple saw the children again 4 years later.  The Tayrangi clan were celebrating the newly adult na’vi who passed their iknimaya. As a great celebration, ikeyni sent a message to her old battle friend Jake Sully to come and give his wise words to the young adults. Give them encouragement and to be proud of how far they have come. 

And while the main star was supposed to be Jake, his three little grandchildren stole the entire clan's attention. Who can ignore three cute little ones? 

“Jealous of your own grandchildren toruk makto?” Ikeyni asks, teasing Jake one day. Many of her clan gathered around neteyam sully and his mate, the one who birthed such a miracle. The small family were centered in the village, a spot for everyone to see. 

“Nah, if anything I feel more sorry for them, they are not used to so much attention '' Jake responds. Ikenyi sees how nervous and uncomfortable they were. Heading over, she has everyone to continue with their duties as to leave the family alone. She bends down to help syawn, “forgive my people. They are not over the fact of your little ones' ' ikeyni apologizes. Syawn shakes her head and smiles “it is alright. We should have expected this. Yet we still become overwhelmed”. 

Bending down to their levels, ikeyni smiles at the triplets who cling to their parents' legs. All three silent while staring intently at her. “Hello little ones, do you like my home?” she asks. The triplets dont reply instantly, merely observing her, while blinking at the same time. Ikeyni won't admit it out loud, but seeing do things as one is a bit creepy yet intriguing. 

“Come now you three, we practiced before” syawn kindly tells her children. Neteyam and syawn gently push forward the three in front of them. There were slight whimpers of protest but among the three, one of them stood in front of the other two. As a cute way of protecting them. “A brave one you are '' the olo’eykte compliments. 

The one that protects the other two, was focusing on her head piece. A gasp of realization, the triplet pointed at Ikeynis face. 

“SLINGER!” 

She blinked twice, confusion was written on her face. 

“SLINGER! SLINGER!” 

The child repeats. And the other two followed. 

Neteyam picks up the child and gives a frown, “lu’lafyon enough, she is not a slinger!” 

Syawn was blushing in embarrassment. “I think it is your head piece olo’eykte, it almost resembles the head of a slinger. It doesn't help that you are covered in red paint…” she muttered the possible reason behind her son’s outburst. Syawn and neteyam were ready for anything the tyrangi leader would say or do. Anything. 

Except for her laughing outburst. 

They and others nearby saw how loud and penguin ikeyni was laughing. 

“HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh my eywa!! HAHAHA! Oh he has a good eye!” she cackles out. After a few minutes she controlled herself and composed. Standing in front of neteyam, she stretches her arms out. “May I?” she asks. Neteyam hesitantly hands lu’lafyon over to ikeyni. Settling in her arms, the little one stares up at her. 

“Lu’lafyon is it?” 

The little one nods. 

His siblings clinging onto her legs, reaching up for him. 

“Very bold of you to call me such a thing, little one. No fear, no fear at all” 

Hearing words coming from the olo’eykte, it brought some form of comfort to the parents. At least they are not in trouble. 

“Come, let me guide you to your tents” ikeyni says as she leads the way. Still holding lu’lafyon and the other two little ones right at her sides following close.

“Slinger?” tsentey repeats, eyes wide in surprise. 

Ikeyni couldn't help but giggle some more as she prepares for the night. 

“Yes, my headpiece reminded them of that horrid creature” she replies as she takes off the said head piece, admiring the craft. Tsentey sits beside her, smiling at her. 

“Perhaps I should make something else to replace it, something less….slinger looking” he whispers into her ear. 

Ikeyni looks back at him, frowning a bit. 

“And replace your greatest gift to me? Never, this was your first courting gift to me. How can I replace this treasure?” 

“Fair enough” tsentey says. 

They stayed in a comfortable silence for a couple of minutes before it was broken again. 

“Those three….you saw potential in one of them don't you?” Tsentey asks. Looking down at Ikeyni, he sees her face. An expression was displayed. 

“Too early to tell. But yes, there is a spark in all of them….however, one of them just shines a little bit brighter”

Ever since their first meet, both Ikeyni, and her beloved mate Tsentey, have taken interested in of the darling triplets. And that would be lu’lafyon Sully. 

Lu’lafyon, the oldest triplet. Open minded, odd little one. Not that Ikeyni had any expectations for the little one, simply that he is full of surprises. One fun memory she recalls was when she was preparing a hunt in the sea with her group. As she prepared her ikran, her dear friend made some noises to notify her. Turning around she sees little lu’lafyon staring up at her ikran. 

“Lu’lafyon..? What brings you here little one?” she asks as she bends down to meet him at eye level. 

Lu’lafyon gave her a quick glance before bravely walking towards her ikran, raising his little hand to pet the creature. Bold he was, not a sign of fear. 

Her ikran let out a satisfied sound, enjoying the attention from lu’lafyon. “My ikran seems to like you lu’lafyon. Seems you hold a certain charm that can't be resist” she comments. Finally looking at her, little lu’lafyon smiles, “snack?” he asks. 

“Hm? You want to give her a snack?” she asks, the boy nods. Not seeing anything wrong, Ikeyni gives him the ok to do so. And pulling out from his small pouch was an interesting treat she has never seen before. Her ikran takes a sniff at it before taking it gently from the child, eating it well. Seemed like her ikran enjoyed the treat, whatever that was. 

“What kind of treat did you offer just now?” ikeyni asks lu’lafyon giggles while covering his mouth. 

“Bacon!” 

“Dad, have you seen lu’lafyon? We can't find him anywhere!” neteyam asks jake in a rather panicked tone. Syawn was tending to her children when she looked away for one second only to find her eldest child gone. Where he went is beyond anyone. Searching high and low, syawn couldnt find her baby so she told neteyam. 

“I havent seen him all day, maybe he is with his siblings?” jake asks. 

Neteyam shakes his head, “no, they are with syawn. Im worried that he might be-” 

“He is flying” 

Behind neteyam was lu’law and lu tstunwi as they held hands and smiled. 

The siblings led neteyam and jake outside to join syawn who was looking up. 

“What is going on??” Neteyam asks as he joins his mate. 

“Lu’lafyon…..sky……up…..here……” syawn says, her finger pointing up in the sky, shaking as she couldnt believe what she was looking up. Neteyam and jake sees what she is pointing at their jaws drop. 

Lu’lafyon was riding on an ikran. And not just any ikran, but the olo’eytke’s ikran. And not on its back oh no, the little one was riding on the ikrans HEAD! 

“Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~!!” 

Lu’lafyon cries out in glee as Ikeyni does the same as they make a loop in the air. Nothing was holding the boy down, he simply clung onto the ikran with little to no protection. 

“Oh he is definitely going to ask to do that when we get back home” lo’ak says out of nowhere while he joins in on the view. 

“Hell to the no” syawn replies. 

“I say he will make a fine rider in our skies. I saw it in his eyes. The excitement, the thrill the young boy felt. I know that feeling all to well” tsentey days with a wide grin on his face. 

He was training the young warriors when he saw ikeyni taking young lu’lafyon up to the skies with her ikran. Witnessing the boy’s big smile and cries of joy, tsentey knew from that moment that lu’lafyon would make a great ikran rider. Potential of many things. 

“I merely took him for a flight since he was curious. However I dont think his parents were pleased at my reckless choice. Placing him on my ikran’s head with no security was dangerous' ' ikeyni says as she reflects on her past actions. She plans to apologize the next day, giving the poor parents a great scare. 

“Yes, I will join you. There is something I would like to see for myself” tsentey whispers and he places a kiss on ikeyni’s cheek.

“And you weave it like this….yes there you go. Already catching on” ikeyni compliments lu’lafyon as he carefully makes a new bracelet with the materials made or found within the Tayrangi territory. A piece of the clan to take with him wherever he goes. 

Ikeyni makes herself a bracelet as well, to match lu’lafyon. 

“One down, 2 to go!” the little one says with a wide smile. 

“Are you making more for your siblings?” she asks. Lu’lafyon nods enthusiastically. 

“We are always together, so we should always match!” 

The na’vi nods, understanding his little logic. 

“Well I am sure they will love it” 

She looks over to see tsentey teaching the other two siblings how to create a certain arm band. Using the skins of an animal, tsentey was careful to instruct the children. And it seemed it was not so hard since lu’tstunwi and lu’law were too focused on every word he said. 

“Lu’lafyon, how about I show you something to add to the bracelet?” 

Lu’lafyon gasps excitedly, his tail swaying in excitement as well “Really? Like what?”

Ikeyni grins, “it is something that you will only see and get in our clan”

A special bead, for a special child.

The next time ikeyni sees the boy, this time it was her visiting the omatikaya. The children were celebrating their 5th birthday. The sully family insisted on just celebrating within their clan, but many clans also insisted on joining in the celebration. Ikeyni and tsentey were no different. However it didn't take much words or anything to know they will have competition with the other olo’eyktans and tsahiks. 

Competition for what exactly? 

On who can give the best present to the triplets. 

Perhaps by gaining favor, you win the triplets, you win the clan. 

While ikeyni understands this as to form strong bonds and alliances.  And she now knows it will take more than just a pretty gift to win them over. While at first she did struggle on how to prove it, it was thanks to her dear mate with her perfect idea.

Which is why she and tsenteyhas prepared something very special for the triplets. Not for gaining favor, but merely to show how strong their clan's bond is with the omatikaya. 

So when the moment came of the triplets revealing their presents. They were in awe. 

Others were left in some confusion. 

“A bead?” the Zeswa olo’eykte asks. 

“Not just any bead” the zeswa tashik whispers. 

The triplets were holding their little beads and showing it to everyone. Their beads were of hard amber, and inside was a drop of blood. 

“I Ikeyni, Olo’eykte of the Tayrangi clan, and my mate Tsentey sees lu’lafyon, lu’tstunwi and lu’law as Tayrangi na’vi. As they are of Omatikaya, there are now also Tayrangi. My home is now theirs' ' Ikeyni proudly states. 

The little ones hugged her tightly in gratefulness, lu’lafyon the most. 

“Does that mean we can do your clan iknimaya?!” 

Lu’lafyon sully. You can ask him many things and many things he will answer. But if you ask him, “what is the best part of your life?”. That will be a very hard question, he loves everything about his life. His siblings, his family, his clan. Everything. And it will be very hard to pinpoint exactly what he enjoys the most. But he loves his life and lives everyday to the fullest. 

And as such, many people he has come to meet, lu’lafyon loves them all. And one person in particular. Someone he has come to see as an aunt. The olo’eykte of the Tayrangi clan, Ikeyni. 

From his earliest memories to his recent ones, ikeyni is someone he aspires to be. Strong, powerful, honorable and a good sense of humor.  Lu’lafyon always sees her at the same level as his father and grandfather. From the stories he was told, ikeyni isn't someone to be taken so loosely on. 

While lu’lafyon isnt sure what he wants, one thing he does have his mind set on. And that is to pass the Tayrangi iknimaya, alongside Omatikaya iknimaya. But he fears doing something like this, alone. 

Being a triplet has its perks and worrying sides. 

Ly’lafyon always does things with his siblings. Anything he eats, does, or participates in, so do his siblings. “Brother are you sure?” lu’tstunwi asks him one day. 

Lu’lafyon nods, he may seem confident but on the inside he is very worried about what his siblings would say. 

“Doing iknimaya at the tayrangi…while doing the omatikaya…” lu’law mutters, repeating what he said. 

“That seems a lot. One iknimaya is already full of trials and risky paths. We would be doubling it all” lu’tstunwi says. 

“I know, trust me I know. And it will seem to take much longer. I am not forcing you guys, but just asking if you are willing to do it with me” 

Lu’law taps her chin for a moment before looking at her brother, “and what if we say no?”  

A kind smile appeared of lu’lafyons face, “then I won't do it either” 

“WHAT?!” the other lu’s shouts in unison. 

“What what?” 

Lu’law and lu’tstunwi get closer to their oldest sibling. 

“Just because we may not want to shouldn't stop you brother, don't let our choice bring you down” lu’tstunwi says while holding lu’lafyons left hand, lu’law doing the same with his right hand. 

“I know, but it wouldn't be right if I do something and you two are not part of it. If you will do only omatikaya iknimaya, then so will I. Like grandpa always says. Sullys stick together” lu’lafyon explains. A small huff escaping him, a small sound of sadness. 

Lu’tstunwi and lu’law look at each other. 

“You are right, sully’s do stick together” lu’law says. 

“And together, we will do both,” ‘lu’tstunwi adds. 

“Both?” 

“Yes, Okatikaya and Tayrangi iknimaya” 

“You three are insane” neteyam says with a sigh. 

It was a long day for him and syawn, and to return with his children saying the more ridiculous thing they could ever come up with since lo’ak’s insane remarks. 

Syawn looks at her children in worry and in surprise. 

The triplets all sat in the same position, side by side, with equal determined expressions. 

“You do realize that it requires double the effort? In everything?” syawn slowly asks her children, seeing if they really know what they are doing. 

“More like triple the effort” lu’law says with a slight giggle. Neteyam rolls his eyes. 

“This is not some game or joke you can make light of. This is serious, two iknimaya’s at once? No one has ever done it before” he adds. 

“That is because no one tried. And true, why would anyone do both? But remember what ikeyni said. We are tayrangi too. But I, WE, want to prove to her that we earned it rather that simply telling” lu’lafyon says. 

“Exactly, she said it. Confirmed it. Why go further? And taking your siblings down with you” neteyam presses on. 

Lu’tstunwi places a hand on his brother’s shoulder as he smiles, “no down father. We see this as a great challenge. Grandfather told us how you pushed yourself to greater heights. If you can, why not us?” 

Neteyam shakes his head, still in denial. Syawn places her hand on his shoulder, as to comfort him. 

“No, you are doing one iknimaya and that is our clan. The trials here are deadly enough, doing further is risking your life” neteyam pushes, his voice sounding more impatient by the second. 

Lu’lafyon leans forward, trying to lock eyes with his father. 

“Please dad, we understand but let us try this. I want to try this. Already other clans hold high expectations from us and standards. They want to see what we triplets can do. Why not show them that?” 

Syawn took a sharp turn of her neck to look at her eldest. 

“What the other clans think of should not matter to you, any of you. Don't push yourselves just to satisfy the clans. You are not some spectacle to admire. You three are still children, ignoring the other’s ridiculous comments of being something greater. You three are already great in your own ways. If the reason for the tayrangi iknimaya is to impress others then forget it. I dont want you all to risk your lives for a dumb cause….damn it you are still babies!” 

The triplets all lower their faces, looking down at the matted floor. Lu’law and lu’tstunwi turn to their older brother, waiting what he will do. 

But lu’lafyon is still determined. 

“The first trials….let us do the first trials……and if we can't keep up, we will call quits on the tayrangi and only do omatikaya….not to impress others. We just want to be the best we can be. Like you father, you and grandpa, uncle loki and everyone” lu’lafyon tries again. His eyes softened, slightly pouting. 

Neteyam sees this, inwardly sighing. Ruffling his son's hair, he looks at lu’lafyon straight in the eyes, gold clashing with gold. 

“The first trials…I will talk with ikeyni abouts this. I hope to see the end of the chaos you three will walk into” neteyam says. 

In short, he allowed the lu’s to do the two iknimaya’s.

“Your father is right, you are insane” ikeyni says after being told the news of what the triplets plan to do. 

Lu’lafyon deflates his shoulders, rolling his eyes, “I was hoping you would be on my side for this” 

“Lu’lafyon, you don't have to strain yourself on this. The times you come to visit, it already proves to me you are tayrangi. Eating, sleeping, living like a tayrangi. That is all the proof I need. Don't stress your family on this' ' ikeyni says. 

Secretly she would agree with lu’lafyon on doing two iknimaya but her mate, being the voice of reason when it calls for it, has shown her the massive down sides to it. It is a long grueling process, and it will be longer for the children. 

“Really lu’lafyon. What is your goal in all of this? What do you desire to achieve?” she presses on. 

Reading the boy’s expressions, his eyes darting left and right, tail moving slowly and low, ears pinned to the back. 

“Didn't think that far did you?” she concluded. 

“Its not that. Its just, i need a better goal than proving others something. I want to have a goal that can help me go further, further than anything else. But also not a goal where I can lose my mind, a goal where I stand proud with my siblings but having a path of my own” lu’lafyon confesses. 

This sparked something in ikeyni. She looks outside and sees lu’tstunwi with the metkayina warriors, lu’law with the okamtikaya healers. Jake with many olo’eyktans from other clans. This gave her an idea. Turning back to lu’lafyon, she smiles. 

“Become tayangi,” she says. 

Lu’lafyon tilts his head in confusion. 

“I will train you lu’lafyon. I will train you and let you go through the iknimaya. Your goal shall be to become the Olo’eyktan of the Tayangi clan”

Aaaaaaaaaand that is it with this one! Sorry for the long delay, I was almost done when I learned that ikeyni had a mate! So I went back to re-write some parts of the story to add him. But I hope you like it! Until next time! See ya!

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Tsahìk of the Eastern Sea Neteyam Sully x fem!Tayrangi!Na'vi! reader

masterlist~

warnings~ characters aged up to 18-20s, please lmk if i missed any!

wordcount~ 3.5k+

summary~ You are the Tsahìk of the Tayrangi Clan of the Eastern Sea, the younger sister of Ikeyni the Olo'eyktan, and lose your way home, leaving you to stay with the Omatikaya Clan while you recover.

also i haven't seen the movie in a while so my memory is a bit fuzzy when it comes to some certain plot lines, so i'm sorry if they're not 100% accurate! that or i might change up some scenes to fit for this fic.

Tompìva = raindrop = your Ikran's name

te Tsyuäval Ìe'ite = your Na'vi last name

requests are open!

italic dialogue is in na'vi!

sorry i suck at summaries!

You felt the wind whip through your hair as you landed, quickly dismounting your Ikran. Your hair whipped around your face as you greeted your older sister Ikeyni, her face now painted red and white with fresh paint.

"Oel ngati kameie tsmuke," you say as she looks you over for injuries.

You feel her hand on your shoulder as she guides you away from the prying eyes of the others, curious as to what new herbs and other healing items you would bring them.

You flinch as you sit down on your mat, your sister inspecting the deep gash on your forearm. She hisses in annoyance at you, "You were told not to leave. You are the Tsakarem, future Tsahìk of our Clan. What would I do if you had-"

You cut her off as she finished rubbing herbs into your wound, "And I am fine. You don't have to worry about me! I've already had my Iknimaya, I am an adult. I can take care of myself!"

You cross your arms and turn away from her, and you feel her hand land on your shoulder.

"I only worry for you," she says as her hand leaves your shoulder, "Every other day you leave, disregarding your lessons and teachings."

Your lips twist into a frown as you turn to face her, and you open your mouth to speak but she cuts you off, taking a deep breath before she speaks, "I forbid you from leaving. No more trips to the forest, and no flying. You will focus on your lessons and become our Tsahìk."

You gasp as she turns to leave, "You cannot force me to stay here!"

You follow her outside grasping her arm, pleading with her to let you stay.

"All of the herbs and medicines needed for your teachings can be found here. There is no need for you to leave. That is final."

You watch her back as she walks away, her attention now on Nan'ti and Tsentey. You glare at her and storm to the beach, letting the warm waves lap at your feet as you rest your head on your knees.

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Your fingers twist the twine of the basket, tying it into a knot, then set it aside. Rubbing your temples, you stand and stretch watching the others dive with their Ikran into the sea.

Hands land on your shoulder and you jump, falling back into the sand.

"Are you okay?" a voice asks, holding out their hand as the laughter continues.

You gratefully accept it and dust off the sand clinging to your skin and clothes, "Thank you Aya."

She gives you a small smile and grabs the now finished basket from the ground, walking to the edge of the trees.

"So... I heard you were grounded from flying, and you can't even step foot into the forest without someone else," Peyzua crosses her arms behind her back as you trail behind them, the sand turning to dirt underneath your feet as you walk.

Grumbling you snatch the basket she's carrying, "It is true. But she doesn't understand!"

Aya unsheathes her knife and cuts off a few strips of bark from a nearby tree, shaking her head, "Ikeyni only worries for you. You are the next Tsahìk. Which means you must focus on your learning, and not fly off into the forest on a whim."

You rip out a few plants from the ground and shove them into your basket, Peyzua turns to you, nodding in agreement with her sister, "Aya is right, and so is Ikeyni. You don't want them to pick another Tsahìk, do you?"

You frown, and shake your head, "Of course not, I just feel so, trapped here! And I'm never gone too long," but you know that's a lie.

You went out so often, it was a wonder that your sister didn't pick a different candidate to become Tsahìk, but when you asked, she reminded you that Eywa had willed it to be so.

Aya places a hand on your shoulder, her eyes full of sympathy, "Just listen to her, and finish your teachings. I'm sure she'll be more lenient when you finish your Tsakarem teachings and become Tsahìk."

Signing you give her a weak smile, "Maybe."

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With a quick wave, you give Aya and Peyzua a smile and head off back to your room, the sand now cool beneath your feet. You're almost halfway there when you hear hushed voices coming from your sister's home. Your ears perk up in curiosity when you hear your name, and you tiptoe closer, careful not to make too much sound when you gasp.

Ikeyni stands with her hands on her hips, her red and white paint now fully washed away, revealing her dark blue skin and white freckles. Her tail flits around in annoyance as she turns to Tsentey, and a man whose face you can't quite see.

The man's voice is low as he speaks, "What do you think?"

You frown when you realize you can't recognize the language he's speaking, but continue to listen, "I do not wish for the sky people to encroach any further," she pauses, her face twisted in contemplation.

Clearing her throat, she continues, "I will send five warriors with their Ikran, but that is all."

The man sounds grateful as he responds, "Thank you, again. I'll send word again when we depart."

You feel your heart drop when you feel someone's eyes on you, and spin around spotting a boy around your age leaning against the hut across from Ikeyni's.

"Eavesdropping?" a small smile graces his lips before he takes a step toward you.

Crossing your arms you frown at him, realizing he is speaking the same language the man had been speaking earlier. "What?"

His eyes fill with confusion as he asks again in the same strange language, but you shake your head.

"You don't speak English?"

This time he asks it in Na'vi and you sigh, "No, what-"

The sound of your sister hissing in annoyance cuts you off, and she stands between you, "What are you doing up? Go to bed," she says as steers you to your room.

But the man turns to her and raises a brow, "Who's this?"

She sighs before turning to him, "My sister, our Tsakarem," she points to him, "This is Jake Sully, Toruk Makto, Olo'eyktan of the Omatikaya, sister."

The boy clears his throat, and his eyes meet yours and you can see a blush creeping up his face before Jake speaks, "This is my oldest son, Neteyam."

You give a small nod in greeting and twist a strand of your hair around your fingers.

Ikeyni gently pushes you in the direction of your hut and wishes you a goodnight.

You almost collapse when you reach your bed, your head swimming with thoughts of the conversation and questions you would be bombarding your sister with the coming morning.

But for now, you close your eyes and let the sound of the waves splashing against the sand drift you into a deep slumber.

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Neteyam quickly dismounts his Ikran following his father into their hut, where his mother greets them, "What was their reply?"

She puts down the arrow she was holding and gives them both a quick hug, checking for any sign of injuries.

"They'll send five, not a lot, but it'll help," he replies before sitting in front of the fire.

Neteyam takes a seat across from his father and removes his visor, setting it to the side, "Who was that again?"

Jake looks at him in confusion, "Who?"

"The girl with the Olo'eyktan," he pauses trying to remember what was said about you, "the Tsakarem?"

Jake sighs before answering, "- te Tsyuäval Ìe'ite. She's the younger sister of the Olo'eyktan Ikeyni."

Neteyam bites his lip in thought, "Will she be coming too?"

Jake shakes his head, "Of course not."

Neteyam nods and lies down, closing his eyes, his head swimming with questions about you.

The next morning Neteyam wakes earlier than usual, carefully tiptoeing out of the hut to sit down near the lab, waiting for the others to wake up.

It's almost an hour before he sees Spider come out of the lab, and hears Lo'ak and Kiri behind him.

"Why are you up so early?" Kiri asks before he stands.

"I couldn't sleep well," he shrugs his shoulders before crossing his arms.

"Was it because of yesterday?" Spider asks, his voice full of curiosity.

"You went with dad to the Eastern Sea right?" asks Kiri as they walk to the Ikran.

Her tail swings back and forth and her mouth breaks into an excited smile, "What was it like?"

He chuckles when he thinks back to catching you eavesdropping on the conversation, a blush creeping up his neck, "It was nice, there was lots of sand, and the ocean looked like it went on forever."

"Are you blushing?" Lo'ak shouts as Neteyam turns his head away in embarrassment.

"No, now are you coming or not?" he quickly mounts his Ikran and takes off, the others calling for him to wait up.

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Your face scrunches up in an attempt to hide the disgust when you look down at the basket before you. Hearing a chuckle you glance up to see Aosìng smiling at you, "I caught too many, so I thought you might want some."

You gently take the basket of fish from him, and give him a tight smile, "Thank you Aosìng, you really shouldn't have," he smiles again, his eyes landing on your lips before you shift your own away.

The wind ruffles your hair before you even feel it, a featherlight kiss, and your face crinkles in displeasure, "Anything for my future mate," he whispers before turning and running back down the beach.

You groan when you feel Peyzua's arms wrap around you and her muffled laughter as she buries her face in your neck.

"Get off, Zua!" you exclaim before pushing her away, rubbing your mouth against the back of your hand in hopes of burning the kiss away.

"So, Aosìng still likes you then? Even after last time?" she teases as she ruffles your hair.

Aya sighs in disappointment before crossing her arms, "Don't listen to her," she rubs your shoulder gently as you fix your hair.

"Another reason I have to leave," you mutter as you follow them past the other huts and grab your baskets.

Peyzua nudges you in the ribs, "Hey! It could be worse," she says as she starts grabbing herbs and loading them into her basket.

"The only reason he "likes" me is because he is Ikeyni's successor. The future Olo'eyktan, as I am the future Tsahìk."

Your knife digs into the tree before you hear someone shouting, and as they come closer you can hear the shouting your name.

"Tsakarem! The Olo'eyktan requests your presence at once."

Your lips twist into a frown and you grumble, shoving your basket at Peyzua, following the man back to the village.

Ikeyni stands at the entrance of her hut, her body now covered in fresh red and white paint as she looks down at you. You greet her and your hands clench nervously.

"You called for me?" you ask, as she gestures for you to come inside.

She takes a deep breath before turning to you, her expression unreadable before she places a hand on your shoulder, "How goes your training?"

You freeze, eyes falling to the floor. You hadn't exactly done much other than gather more herbs and tend to wounds from the fishermen, so next to zero progress had been made.

Gulping nervously you reply, "It is going well, sister," a small smile spreads on her lips as her hand falls to her side.

You shift nervously before your mouth opens and closes, thinking of how to word your question before asking, "Why was the Olo'eyktan of the Omatikaya here yesterday? And with his son too," you trail off.

She takes a deep breath, her eyes closing briefly before opening again, "I will be leaving in three days' time, to help the Omatikaya Olo'eyktan, and people."

You bite back a gasp of shock as she continues, "You will of course stay here," she pauses her eyes falling to the floor, "And I will have Aosìng join me."

You flinch at the sound of his name and cross your arms, "So, when will you return then?"

"It should not take too long, a day or two."

She turns away from you and grabs something off her table. A cool sensation wraps around your neck as she attaches a purple beaded necklace.

Leaning back she smiles, "It suits you. It was Mother's."

Smiling you thank her, "Thank you. Is there anything you need me to prepare for tomorrow?"

"No, but Nan'ti will be watching over you while I am away."

You shiver, remembering the last time she had 'watched' over you, "More like breathing down my neck," you mutter.

"What was that?"

"N-nothing!"

You rub your neck nervously before you remember your questions from last night, "What language were they speaking?"

"Who?" she asks, her voice tense as she grabs her bow and quiver of arrows.

"The Olo'eyktan and his son, what was his name again?"

You bite your lip in thought before she answers, "There are some differences between the Omatikaya's speaking and ours. So that is why you did not understand them."

You nod slowly, that did make some sense. In all your visits to the forest, you had never actually gone far enough to run into any of the Omatikaya people, so that had to be the case.

She puts her hand on your shoulder empathetically, her eyes unreadable before she speaks, "When I return, we will speak about flying and your lessons."

Her hand leaves your shoulder as she joins Tsentey, leaving you alone in the entrance of the hut.

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You can already hear the lecture coming from your sister as you soar through the sky on your Ikran. Hopefully, she won't be too upset, you think to yourself as you land and dismount from your Ikran. This was your last chance at visiting the forest, seeing as you would be with left with Nan'ti while your sister helped the Omatikaya people, you wanted to make the best of it. You pat her neck gently before sending her off and continue into the forest.

Although your sister had said you could find all the herbs you needed back home, you disagreed. For example, you found that the bark deeper in the forest would heal certain wounds and injuries faster than the bark used from the trees at home. But of course, that didn't matter to Ikeyni, she still refused to let you leave. You had always wondered why, but the only answer she gave you was how dangerous it could be, because of the sky people. But you had yet to see a single one on your trips out.

"They must not have got this far yet," you whisper to yourself as you hear the sound of a twig snap.

You glanced around but saw nothing, so you continued walking, assuming it was a harmless animal. Sheathing your knife you began to walk faster, hearing strange whispers from the trees, and the snapping of branches growing ever closer.

You had almost made it over a log before you heard a voice behind you. Your ears twitch nervously as you unsheathe your knife again, suddenly wishing you had brought your bow as you take a defensive stance against the trees.

Holding your knife against your chest, you looked around the trees, your breath catching when you notice a pair of eyes behind a leaf. Slowing your breathing and you make a run toward the leaves.

You tackle the person who had been hiding behind the leaves and hold your knife against their throat, your hands shaking. Feeling sweat drip down your face, you try to remember Nan'ti's teachings on hand-to-hand combat. But then you feel something sharp against your neck.

"Let him go," a familiar. voice grits out from right behind your ear. You glare at the person pinned beneath your knife, but reluctantly toss it to the side.

You feel hands on your shoulders pulling you to your feet and the blade leaves your neck.

"Who are you?" a voice asks and you turn to see a boy just around your age standing with his knife held in front of him defensively.

Looking up at him you realize where you know him from, "Toruk Makto's son?" you question before you see recognition in his eyes.

"Tsakarem?" he asks before sheathing his knife.

Nodding you retrieve your knife and sheath it and stumble through an apology, "I am so sorry. I am not used to seeing people around when I come to gather my herbs, I must have come too far in."

Shaking his head you see the hint of a smile on his lips when the other boy interrupts, "Who is she?"

Neteyam sighs before answering, "The Tsakarem of the Tayrangi Clan."

Tilting your head in confusion you mutter, "I didn't know the Omatikaya dialect was so different."

Neteyam returns the look of confusion when he responds, "You mean English?"

Shaking your head you frown, what was English? Another Na'vi language you were unfamiliar with?

"Sorry, I'm afraid I don't know what language that is. I have never interacted with people from another clan before, so," you trail off as the two exchange glances.

"It's okay," says Neteyam quickly.

"Oh, and this is my brother, Lo'ak," he says before gesturing to the boy next to him.

You hear more branches rustle, and whispers before three more people emerge from the trees. Your hand instinctively grabs the end of your knife but you feel a hand on yours, stopping you from unsheathing it.

Looking down you see that it's Neteyam's, "It's okay, those are my sisters," he gestures to the two girls whose stares are full of curiosity, "Kiri and Tuk."

You give them a small smile before your eyes land on the third figure and flinch, taking a step back. You nearly trip over a log, but Neteyam grabs your arm and pulls you to your feet, "A sky person?" you whisper, voice full of fear as you hide behind Neteyam.

Neteyam feels his face heat up as your hands land on his shoulder, using him as a shield against Spider.

Lo'ak laughs when he realizes that you're scared of Spider, "You're scared of him?"

Neteyam smacks him before grabbing your hands and taking them off of his shoulders, "It's okay, it's just Spider. He's a friend," he reassures you before pushing you in front of him.

You feel your anxiety worsen as the older of the two girls approach, "Hi, I'm Kiri," she says as she sits down on the log facing you.

"You're not Omatikaya, are you?" she asks when she notices the confused expression on your face.

You shake your head, "No, I am the Tsakarem of the Tayrangi Clan. I am here to gather herbs," you push your hair away from your face, feeling a blush creeping up your face as she leans in closer.

"Where's that?" a second voice asks.

You look past Kiri to see a girl, who must be Tuk standing next to Neteyam, her eyes full of curiosity as she stares at you.

"It's on the Eastern Sea," you say quietly, eyes glancing up at the sky, which was once a bright blue, but is now a dark grey.

"Really? What's it like?" Kiri asks as you feel a raindrop land on your face.

Instead of answering her question, you decide to call for your Ikran, watching as she soars through the trees and lands in front of you, you coo at her, "Tam tam, Tompìva."

You hear the others look on as you pat her neck, smiling sadly as you turn to Neteyam, "It was nice to see you again, son of Toruk Makto, but I must leave, a storm is coming, and I do not wish to be stuck in it."

Neteyam frowns, he had only just met you but wished you could stay just a bit longer.

"Travel safe," Kiri says before turning to walk back into the trees, Tuk, Spider, and Lo'ak following her.

Feeling the rain pick up you turn to Neteyam and give him a small smile, sad that you were leaving so soon.

He opens his mouth to wish you a safe trip home but pauses, wondering if he'd ever get the chance to see you again he quickly tears off a feather from an arrow in his quiver handing it to you, "In case we meet again."

You smile before tucking it away in your bag, "Thank you Neteyam," you quickly mount your Ikran and take off, leaving Neteyam standing in the rain, heat rising up his face.

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Pushing back your visor you dismount your Ikran, when you feel a presence behind you. Turning around you come face to face with your sister, her skin still covered in the red and white paint. Her eyes are full of anger and disappointment as she stares at you.

"You disobeyed my direct orders," her hands are clenched at her sides as she sighs, her eyes falling to the ground.

"I-I'm sorry, I just-"

"Just what?" she exclaims.

Her voice rises and you can see people sticking their heads out of the entrance to their homes, looking on in confusion.

"You have a duty to our people, as our Tsahìk, Eywa has willed it!"

Her face scrunches in anger, and her teeth are bared as she continues to berate you for not fulfilling your duties as Tsakarem. You feel your face heat up in anger and shout out, "I do not care if Eywa has willed it or not," you pause and bite your lip nervously before continuing, "And it is impossible to become Tsahìk if there is no teacher!"

You could hear the gasps coming from the homes surrounding you and took a step back towards your Ikran as Ikeyni's hands clenched into fists, "Eywa is your teacher, let her guide you."

Her voice was soft now, and she approached you as if cornering a wild animal. It was then that you heard another voice.

"Listen to her, ma tìyawn,"  Aosìng says before reaching out to you.

Slapping his hand away you mount your Ikran and take off, hearing your sister's anger filled voice as you fly through the sky.

tam tam [ˈtam ˈtam] intj. calm, be content, there there

tompìva [ˈtom.pɪ.va] n. Raindrop

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Could you please do one where Ronal and Tonowari react to the reader or OC, which ever is more your thing, having lots of battle scars from the war in the first movie? 🧁❤️ I love your writing! It’s so awesome to read and I can’t wait for the next part of your Tonowari x Ronal x OC fanfic!

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Pairing: Ronal/Reader/Tonowari

Taglist: @mooniequeen

Warnings: non-gender specific reader, fluff, mentions of war, scars, heavily implied stuff (nsfw? idk, but I'd read this at work)

Na'vi Words: ikran - mountain banshee, olo'eyktan - male clan leader, tsahik - spiritual clan leader, kelku - house/home

A/N: This is short but sweet. I hope you like it! (Note: Stand alone! Not a part of the tsamsiyu ta'em series)

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They had noticed your scars the first day they met you, a Na'vi flying in on an ikran alongside the gunship Jakesully had radioed in to help Young Kiri. They knew Sky People were coming, but they weren't expecting you.

The Metkayina have heard many stories about the clans that came together under Toruk Makto's leadership. Even from as far as the reef, the Na'vi heard about the war with the Sky People and the casualties left behind. Such war and casualties were shown on your skin, displayed like a story. Long, thin, cut-like marks ran up and down your legs and part of your torso, while small, circular scars riddled your right shoulder and chest. The skin that healed over your wounds was a pale blue compared to the rest of your skin and stripes. When Toruk Makto introduced you to the olo'eyktan and tsahik of the Metkayina, they couldn't take their eyes off of you.

Your style and the colors of your attire were not of Omatikaya. Tonowari and Ronal later learn that you were originally from the Tayrangi clan but stayed with the Omatikaya after the war. As they got to know you, they learned that your family members were great warriors but had tragically died in the battle of the Hallelujah Mountains. After their deaths, you saw no reason to return home with your clan and made a life for yourself in the forests with Toruk Makto's clan.

Considering you as an entrusted friend and ally, Jake had asked you to stay in Awa'atlu for a little while so he would feel more secure and able to protect his family. And while you stayed among the Metkayina, both Tonowari and Ronal grew closer to you and wished to learn more about you and your stories... specifically the story behind your scars.

Originally, you didn't feel inclined to share the story, simply stating that you earned your scars in the battle against the Sky People. However, as you grew closer to the Metkayina clan leaders, you began to let yourself be more open and vulnerable toward them, which is where you find yourself sitting with the pair, alone in their kelku. It was a late night and their children were out with the Sully children to show them the beauty of night fishing.

It was Tonowari who boldly reached his hand out and gently grazed a scar on your shoulder, his thumb tenderly pressing into the raised, circular mark. "Who did this to you?"

"The Sky People," you found yourself saying without hesitance, "I fell off my ikran and survived," you originally pointed to the long, thin scars you earned from falling and crashing, then you moved onto the rounded scars around your shoulder, "These scars are from their weapons made of metal. They call them guns and bullets. Any closer and they would have pierced my heart."

Neither of the clan leaders looked pleased by that statement, and Ronal took her husband's boldness a step further. The tsahik leaned down and placed a chaste kiss over a bullet-shaped scar that was located near your collar, her warm lips leaving behind a tingle underneath your skin when she pulled away.

The look she gave you sent your heart racing, her gaze heated and foggy as she stared at you through her lashes, "Thank the Great Mother that they didn't."

One thing led to another and you found yourself in the pair's undivided attention all throughout the night, together learning where each and every one of your scars were located on your body. While you weren't necessarily self-conscious about the scars (you were mostly proud and showed them off as proof that you survived and won a war), you had begun shying away from their touch whenever they got too close to any specific markings. But over time, throughout the night, you began to relax and feel safe, allowing the two Reef Na'vi to explore you in ways you've never felt before.

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Jake

Fingertips [RDA!Jake x Omaticaya!Reader - NSFW warning]

Show Me [Jake x Fem!Omaticaya!Reader - NSFW warning]

Neteyam

Proximity pt. 1 [Neteyam x Olangi!Reader]

Proximity pt. 2

Proximity pt. 3

Proximity pt. 4

Proximity pt. 5 [NSFW warning]

Proximity Epilogue

Challenge [Neteyam x Omaticaya!Reader - NSFW warning]

Aonung

Curiosity [Aonung x Human!Reader]

Attention [Aonung x Omaticaya!Reader - NSFW warning]

Moron [Aonung x Metkayina!Reader]

Wordless [Aonung apologises to Neteyam and Lo'ak in the only way he knows how]

The Deal [Aonung x Snow/Mountain Na'vi! Reader]

Burn [Aonung x Albino! Reader]

Lo'ak

Rage [Lo'ak x Metkayina!Reader]

Rage pt. 2

You [Lo'ak x Tayrangi!Reader]

Why Not Me [Lo'ak x Avatar!Reader]

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The way of love pt.I

Neteyam Sully x Tayrangi Fem Reader (Na'vi)

Warning of the Serie: MDNI. Dom Neteyam x Fem Reader; SMUT; ANGST; FLUFF; Dirty Talk; Fangs; Bites; Blood; Spit; Power Play; Jealousy and Possessiveness; Foreplay; violence; Swearing; Teasing; Unprotected Sex; Enemies (because of you, Neteyam treats you well). Aged characters: Neteyam 19 y.o / You 18 y.o SERIE

Synopsis: After a great loss happened in your family, you are forced to take a role that before did not belong to you, following a path that you will feel like your only in time. Just when you thought you were finally overcoming the loss, your clan shows up with those you blame for the great offense received. You are the daughter of the first Olo'eykte of all clans and are about to take your mother’s place to lead the Tayrangi clan, but first you must follow Neteyam (the eldest son of the man you detest with all your heart) To train him, despite your contempt for the Sullys and everything about them, you inevitably bond with the boy, unknowingly falling in love with him.

CHAPTER WARNING: Just free hate for Neteyam from you.

Lenght : 2.1k

Notes: This series will be one of my biggest BOP or FLOP, it’s a long time I wanted to write about Neteyam because... GOSH, BUT YOU HAVE SEEN HIM?! BTW. All characters will keep the age difference but will be aged eg: Neteyam 19 y.o; Lo'ak 18 y.o etc…

" y/n te Skxumew Ikeyni'ite" is your surname, means Y/n surname daughter of Ikeyni

NA'VI WORDS: PARULTSYIP: Children. KARYU: Teacher. VRRTEP: Demon. IRAYO: Thank you. OARE: Moon. 'ITE: Daughter

PART: 1 ; 2 ; 3 ; 4 ; 5 ; 6 ; 7 ; 8 ; 9 ; 10

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The first time the Sullys visited the Tayrangi clan, you were suspicious. You weren’t a big fan of Toruk Makto, there were rumors about him, rumors that you didn’t like him and that you were looking down on the Omatikaya family. Unlike your mother, the Olo'eykte Ikeyni, one of the few women to be clan leaders and Tsahik at the same time, you did not believe that you should be on the side of a man from another world. It also bothered you that the Sullys left their eldest son to be trained by your father, who, ironically, loved to teach young people the art of hunting.

You rolled your eyes as the girls of your clan looked at the son of Toruk Makto as if he were a living legend, a god among Na'vi, to you he was simply a na'vi with demon blood. You still remembered how your clan had offered shelter to the fleeing or homeless na'vi because of the war brought above all by the father of that Omatikayan. You growled slightly as the boy walked over to you, then turned around and walked away from him, taking a seat next to your parents, checking out the Sullys.

"My daughter. The future Olo'eykte of the Tayrangi Clan and healer of the village. She will be the guide of your son Neteyam, showing him the arts of this clan and our way." Your mother’s words stabbed you in the back, and you looked at her like it might change her mind, which it didn’t. You looked at your father, Tsentey, who, though he looked back, made you think he agreed with your mother.

You took a deep breath and walked away, trying to stay calm. You hated the idea of being the leader of that half-demon, but you couldn’t help but disobeying would put you in a position where the clan would look down on you and in Eywa’s eyes you would be undeserving to be Olo'eykte.

When evening came, your parents returned to your house and looked at you slightly disappointed.

"Ma 'ite… I know it's not something that brings joy to your heart, but it is your duty as next Olo'eykte" said your father, placing a hand on your shoulder, smiling gently, while your mother looked hard at you.

"There is no time for whims. This is the will of Eywa. An Olo'eykte is already weaker than an Olo'eyktan man. If you do not help the future Olo'eyktan of Omatikaya, someone else will and you will be just a Na'vi with a lower title" Your mother said, approaching you. " Ma 'ite. You are strong. You can do it and when the day comes, you will lead this clan, show them who you are" continued and then lifted your face from your chin. "You're a warrior. Remember who you are y/n te Skxumew Ikeyni'ite. You'll be the second Olo'eykte of all Pandora and everyone will know your name. More than Toruk Makto. But you have to make sacrifices, put pride aside. You have a goal Ma Oare" Your mother put her forehead on yours and you both closed your eyes, then nodded.

"I will." You said with conviction to see your mother smile, she was right. This was just one of the trials to reach your place in the clan.

The night passed quickly and the next day you were ready to face that demon blood, you just had to train him and then after a few months send him back to his house, to the Omatikaya. Your mother encouraged you when she saw you awake as you walked past the tree house, then headed to where Neteyam was staying, finding him already outside.

"Follow me." You hissed, then walked through the village to get out and into the woods. " What weapon can you use?" You continued without turning around to see where Neteyam was.

"Knives and Bows." He replied by keeping the pace "However I am-"

You stopped him, you stopped yourself, and then you turned around and looked him in the eye.

"I know who you are. Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan" You said to then observe it. " Bows and knives? Your arms are weak" You said approaching him, touching his arm. " Your chest tight, but you have a good posture." The boy watched you turn around and talk about him. "Do you have an Ikran?" You look him in the eye when you talk to him.

"Yes, I have one." His voice was still, as if the words you used didn’t hurt him at all.

"Can you swim?"

"Pretty good" Neteyam looked at you enchanted, smiling slightly

"Tsk. You’re like a parultsyìp. I have to teach you everything." You said sighing and then continued walking until you got to the cliff that provided a wonderful view of the sea.

"The Tayrangi clan is famous for being skilled riders of Ikran, the best. We interpret the wind, understand the sea and respect the great predators and the Ikran. You have to learn to fight with more weapons, to swim, to understand the wind and the animals that surround us" You said and then sit on the cliff, breathing in the fresh air.

"I’m here for this… what’s your name?" Neteyam’s voice was sweet as he sat next to you.

"You’re not here to make friends or get to know me. Call me Karyu." Your detached and disinterested voice made Neteyam smile, who already found you interesting.

"Karyu? So you won’t tell me your name?" he said, slightly laughing.

"Not relevant for training. Now silence. Listen to the wind"

That day you taught Neteyam the basics of understanding the wind, explaining in detail how to use this to fly better, to understand when it will start to rain or other natural events. The boy, different from what you thought, listened to you interested, asking questions and coming to understand what you were explaining. You couldn’t deny it.

"For today we are finished, tomorrow we will start with the proper guidance of the Ikran, the Omatikaya use strange methods to approach the banshees" You said, Going from the cliff and stretching you.

"Did I do well?" he asked curiously, as he stood up.

"Discreetly, you are not completely Skxawng." You shrugged, indifferent. " These are things that our children learn after a week. Half a day is something"

"Something? Does that mean I can now know your name?"

"No. Why do you care so much?" your voice was sore.

"Just curiosity" Neteyam smiled and approached you

"Hmm… if you can get back to the village before the eclipse, I’ll tell you my name. Good luck" You said, and then you went into the forest, going home alone, about an hour before the eclipse, it was impossible for her to return in time, not knowing the way back. You prayed that a Palulukan would tear him to pieces, not to have him back but you could not wish this on a son of Eywa, after all even a Palulukan deserved a better meal.

Some of your companions gathered to wait for Neteyam after hearing about that little challenge, you smiled satisfied when the eclipse came and Neteyam was not back yet. " What if he’s dead?" " Maybe he found a Palulukan." "Or he got lost" Voices like this filled the air, you shrugged and turned to leave. At that moment you heard the girls cheering and shouting the name of Neteyam happy, seeing him unharmed.

You turned and looked him in the eye, after all he still lost the challenge, so the victory belonged to you. Neteyam came up with a flower.

"There’s already been an eclipse. You lost, so I don't-" You stopped when Neteyam put the flower behind your ear, smiling at seeing you with it in your hair.

"I would have won, but I saw this Sun Lily and it reminded me of your eyes, so I looked for the most beautiful, wasting time" He said smiling, shrugging. " I’ll discover your name one day, ma Karyu"

You observed him without saying anything, you did not expect such a thing. He had preferred to lose the challenge to pick a flower to give you and did not seem upset by this, indeed, he smiled carelessly. You did not understand at that moment why your heart accelerated the beat, or why you did not immediately remove the flower, or why now you looked at it without disgust or repugnance. You recovered from your thoughts when you heard some girls being jealous of you for that little gesture made by Prince Omatikaya. You clenched your jaw and looked at him.

"You still lost." you said with the little coolness you had left.

"I did, but does it matter?" He replied promptly, and then continued, "It was worth it, the flower suits you very well."

You bit the inside of your cheek and then you turned around and left "See you tomorrow." You said dryly before saying goodbye and going home.

"She’s beautiful, isn’t she?" Neteyam said to some of the clan’s boys.

"Bro, shs's the type of na'vi who eats you alive." one of the guys laughed.

"I know, and I like it." Neteyam concluded

You reported to your mother and she immediately noticed the flower in your hair.

"It’s very nice, where did you get it?" she asked, placing the flower in your hair.

"Just a stupid gift." You confessed before you took it off and left it in your mother’s hand, going to a more secluded place on one of the tree branches.

"skxawng. just a vrrtep skxawng." You said to yourself while leaning your body against the tree. " Ma Eywa, please, Great mother, make sure he learns quickly and walks away." You asked as you watched the starry sky. " Give me a sign to bear him, because he’s a vrrtep," you said before you heard a woodsprite landing on the same ear where Neteyam’s flower used to be and then seeing it not far under the tree where you were sitting. You felt mocked, Eywa today was having fun putting everything against you, otherwise you won’t explain these coincidences.

The coup de grâce came when the branch broke, dropping you into Neteyam’s arms. If you could confirm that, Eywa was trying to make you do all these things. You sighed annoyed, crossing your arms when Neteyam looked at you to see if you were okay.

"Are you hurt? Is everything okay?" he asked concerned, checking you and clutching you accidentally.

"You can let me go. I’m fine." You answered a little sour.

"A thank you is welcome, Princess Tayrangi," Neteyam laughed, and then left you standing on the ground, watching you.

"Irayo…" you whispered quietly, turning your head to the side

"I don’t understand, can you repeat?" he said smiling

"what a skxawng…" you whispered softly. " I said Irayo." This time you said fast

"I still don’t understand, I really think you’ll have to repeat it," Neteyam laughed a little.

"Are you- Irayo." You said it out loud so he’d get it in his head, and then he’d snort right after.

"You are even more beautiful when you get angry, you know?" he said spontaneously, leaning against the tree, admiring your beauty.

You swirled your eyes, restraining yourself from splitting his nasal septum or something, but for the umpteenth time Eywa sent a signal, a woodsprite on Neteyam’s shoulder. You looked up and laughed frustrated.

"Listen carefully, I don’t know why my path is intertwined with yours. I don’t want to put up with you any more than I have to. This means that if you see me falling from a tree, let me fall, if you find flowers that remind you of me, leave them where they are, if you see me for the village avoid me" You said pointing your finger at Neteyam’s chest. "The only thing keeping me from completely avoiding you is my title and my parents. You’d be meal for Palulukan if it were up to me."

Neteyam opened his mouth to speak but you stopped him. "Don’t answer, it’s already decided. Learn quickly, I want you out of this village and away from me or my people. I don’t know why my parents sympathize with your family, but I don’t agree with them. Now, if you understand that you have to stay as far away from me as possible, nod."

The boy nodded, smiling amused, watching you get nervous.

"Good. See you tomorrow Neteyam." You said saying goodbye a second time to go home.

At that moment, all you wanted was for Neteyam to disappear, him and his manners, and take away that beautiful smile and those golden eyes. Fuck, no. You don’t have to think about it. You hate him, you hate his family, you must hate him… Do you hate him?

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nip ngahu | stuck with you

pairing: tsu'tey x tayrangi fem!reader

warnings: angst, mentions of violence, mentions of death, mentions of blood, a little swearing

author's note: remember how tsu'tey died in the first movie? no you don't :) part 1/?

FROM THE UNDERBELLY of their ugly metal ships, the sky-people carried out their relentless assault on the ground party below. Spraying bullets at every Na'vi and ikran within shooting range, the humans' objective was abundantly clear: to kill everything in sight.

Tsu'tey launched himself from the back of his ikran and onto one of the ships, sinking an arrow into a soldier's chest before his feet even touched the floor. Tossing the first gunman in his reach overboard, he grabs another, then another, keeping mental score of his kills.

That was three.

He was rushed by a group of them next, unleashing a barrage of assaults. Their combined strength was laughable. Disarming them was easy. Using his bow, he cracked open two of their masks and their bodies crumpled to the floor.

Two more.

Surely, these aren’t their mightiest warriors, he thought. His heartbeat quickened with adrenaline as he hunted for another opponent. There was a flicker of movement in his peripheral and he knew he’d found one. A soldier, crouching behind a crate of boxes fumbling to reload his machine gun. This was almost too easy. Pulling one of his arrows from a dying soldier’s sternum, he repositioned it in his bow and released it with a snap, piercing it through the latter.

One more.

He relished in his kill, unaware of the lone gunman gaining on him from behind. A strained war-cry from the soldier and another round of bullets were sent whistling towards Tsu'tey. He managed to evade the bulk of the crossfire, but not before he felt the stinging pinch of lead sinking into his shoulder, torso, and thigh.

The force from the gunfire was enough to cause imbalance. Launched backwards, Tsu’tey took a single step, the wrong one, and was suddenly in free-fall.

Where anyone else would have prayed or screamed until their lungs gave out, Tsu’tey didn’t bother. Warriors weren’t entitled to much in this life, save for a little pride and just enough years into adulthood to produce an heir. And even these things weren’t promised. Death, on the other hand, was guaranteed.

Tsu’tey had long since made peace with this notion, and found comfort in it, as it meant that his reunion with Sylwanin was also promised. She was closer than ever, as was the forest floor, and with nothing left to do but prepare for the inevitable landing, Tsu’tey closed his eyes, and braced himself for impact.

HARDLY A HEALER, you'd more or less managed to hold the battered Na'vi together long enough to deliver him to Mip'awn; the makeshift command post slash medical station operating from the Tree of Souls.

Upon your arrival, three healers approached your ikran, fervently inquiring the condition of your ward.

He’d worsened considerably since you’d plucked him from the sky. Previously writhing in your arms, hissing orders at you between grit teeth to grant him a ‘warriors death’; a mercy killing, he’d since succumbed to his injuries and was now completely unresponsive.

“He was shot. I tried to stop the bleeding but–” you gestured to the shoddy tourniquets you’d made from bits of your loincloth; tied firmly to his wounds, they were darkening by the second. “I’ve never seen so much.”

“Move child, let me see.”

The healer closest to you, an elder from the Tipani clan, took a moment to poke and prod at the flesh of his cheeks. She examined the color of his gums and his tongue; measured the warmth of his breath and the length, thoroughly searching for signs of life. Unsatisfied with his vitals (or lack thereof), she moved to raise one of his heavy eyelids. Taking note of the yellow eye rolling lazily in its socket, she grunted lowly and returned to her position. You couldn’t gauge her reaction– was that good? Bad? You searched her stoic face for an answer to no avail, although you silently prayed for the former.

“He is unconscious, but still with us.” A wave of her hand and the other two healers removed the warrior from your grasp and onto a stretcher. You watched as they lifted him with a grunt and carried him elsewhere. “He will live.”

“Does that mean that you can heal him?”

“Not I.” The elder woman said. “In matters of the Omatikaya, we let their Tsahìk decide what to do.” Starting after the healers she’d sent away with your rescue, the Tipani healer beckoned you to follow her. “Come. She is this way.”

The healer’s tent was dimly lit and noticeably cramped; virtually packed to the brim with sundry spiritual apparatus and healing materials. What little room was left to move around freely was occupied in part by the massive na’vi you’d collected. You soon learned that he was called Tsu’tey and that he was Olo’eyktan of the Omatikaya.

His Tsahìk, Mo’at, worked expertly to repair the sloppy tourniquets you’d made. She criticized their craftsmanship as she undid them and detailed what she would have done differently. Peeling back the stained fabric, Mo’at frowned at the gushing wounds. The spindly woman sat back on her haunches in thought. Her daughter, Neytiri, crouched beside her, cupping a hand to her mother’s shoulder..

“What is it?” She asked. Her voice was barely that of a whisper and already cracking at the anticipation of the unthinkable. “Is he–?”

“No. Not yet,” the healer confirmed. “These injuries are worse than I thought. He has lost too much blood already. Perhaps it would be best,” a pair of cat-like eyes landed on her daughter’s mate– the famed dreamwalker, Jakesuli. “To kill him now so that he can finally rest with the ancestors.”

The Tayrangi clan voiced their dissent in the form hissing and gnashing teeth. Where the Omatikaya found honor in the merciful release of their wounded, the Tayrangi favored rehabilitation and retention in their numbers. Considering the Omatikayan’s preferred method of salvation, it was no wonder their clan was so small.

Unfazed by your clan’s aggressive display, Mo’at continued, “It must be done, Jakesuli. Our Olo’eyktan is weak. He is in no condition to lead the people.” Gesturing to Tsu’tey’s pallid form, she encouraged Jake to unsheathe his knife. Losing color himself, he refused.

“You don’t understand. I can’t– I won’t kill him.”

“You are sad for him.” Neytiri concluded. “Do not be, Ma Jake, for this is the way it has always been done. Since the time of First Songs. It is good–”

“Bullshit!” You interjected.

You’d since resumed your desperate attempt to keep the chieftain alive, as the only qualified healers in the room had resorted to giving pep-talks in the corner. It was maddening; In the time it would take to convince Jake to follow through with the coup de grâce, Mo’at and Neytiri could have done something useful and tended to Tsu’tey. Hell, he wasn’t even your Olo’eyktan and your efforts were more concerted.

“Nothing about…this,” you gestured between them and Tsu’tey. “is good. Have you such little regard for your Olo’eyktan that you’d just let him die?”

“His injuries are too great.” Mo’at answered curtly.

“The Tipani healer said he would live. You didn’t even try–”

“You will be mindful to watch your tongue, girl. I am Tsahìk of this clan, not Artsuk.”

As Toruk Makto, Jake was next in line for leadership and was regarded as such. Considered the provisory chief of the clan, the decision of Tsu’tey’s fate was ultimately his to make. Like the Tayrangi, he didn’t think killing Tsu’tey was right or even a necessary thing to do in this case. In the Marines, he’d seen guys in way worse condition after a war. Bruised, battered, and broken, those guys would do anything to keep in the fight. To live and see another day. Three gunshot wounds to a Na’vi’s massive frame was hardly fatal. Hell, even a human could stomach the injury under the right circumstances.

“You should go elsewhere while we decide what to do.” Mo’at suggested curtly.

“Nah, there’s no need. I’ve already decided.” Jake said finally. He figured there wasn’t much use in the clan losing a seasoned warrior if they didn’t have to. More selfishly, he wasn’t sure that he could stomach the loss of another friend– of another brother. Though he’d certainly have Tsu’tey’s mouth to deal with when he came to, he preferred that over the alternative. “Tsu’tey lives.”

[whoreforquaritch]

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚'𝐯𝐢, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐚'𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ɴᴇᴛᴇʏᴀᴍ ᴛᴇ ꜱᴜʟɪ ᴛꜱʏᴇʏᴋ'ɪᴛᴀɴ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ᴛᴀʏʀᴀɴɢɪ ɴᴀ'ᴠɪ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

TW: Avatar Frontier of Pandora Spoilers? child abduction, fire, death, murder, violence against na'vi, sky people, mentions of guns, gunshots, corpses.

A/N: I was impatient so I wrote the first part to see if you guys would like it. I'd like to hear some feedback, if you want to be added in this taglist, just comment on the post and you'll be added, sorry if it feels rushed.

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ʏᴇᴀʀ 2139

Many years ago the Tayrangi lived further in the woods, they were living peacefully and not being disturbed by the Sky People. They were busy celebrating that their Olo'eyktan and her mate had a child. A healthy baby girl, who will be the next Olo'eyktan or Tsahik. The baby was only a couple weeks old, both Ikeyni and Tsentey were happy about their first child.

Everything had been cut short when the RDA had invaded their village. The Na'vi did everything in their power to defend themselves and each other, but the Sky People were too strong, they decided to leave, except things got worse, as they fled, the Sky People began to abduct kids no older than 3 or 5 years old and killing there parents in front of them, so that they had no other choice but to leave with them. Then the village had been set on fire by the sky people. They had left with some kids and infants.

Ikeyni had gone back to the village, in order to find her child. "Maite! Maite!" she screamed, searching in the now burning village, then she went inside the hut that was once hers and mate's home. "Maite!" she ran over to where he baby was suppose to be but her baby was gone. "Maite!" she screamed like a mountain banshee. Ikeyni began to move things to see if her child was anywhere to be found, but no, she didn't find her child. It began to drive here crazy, until Tsentey went in to look for him mate, he found her crying and screaming. "Ikeyni! We have to go!" he attempted to grab her, but she struggled against him. "No! I need to find our daughter!" she cried as her mate pulled her close. "My love we have to go! The people need us1 They need you!" he begged as his mate continued to cry in pain. He was right, they had to leave to make sure their people were safe, as much as she wanted to stay and find her baby, her people needed her.

The na'vi were in tears, some injured by the fire and sky people's weapons. Not only that but they also lost their brothers and sister, children and infants got taken away too. They had to find a new place to live in. Ikeyni turned back to look at her once home, in tears, she watched as the fire burned down her home. She swore to herself that she will get her revenge on the Sky People, for hurting her people and taking her child. She also swore that she will never have a child again.

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15 years had passed, you along with other na'v kids had been living with the RDA for years, ever since you were an infant. They had told you that your parents had abandon you all and the humans had decided to take you in and teach you many human things. So here you were sitting in your class room with your other classmates, wearing the RDA uniform, writing on your book. As soon as you learned how to walk and talk, you were placed in a school program with the other kids. You learned to speak both Na'vi and English, as well as writing, using technology and you also learned how to use the weapons that the RDA had.

You could whatever but there was one rule, to never leave Hell's gate. You were aloud to explore the outside, but you had to be with your teacher who was an avatar and a your classmates. The RDA had told you stories about how the forest was no place for a child and they told you the many dangers you were exposed to, but you also couldn't help but wonder why you weren't allowed to. Not only that but you were kept isolated from the humans, you barely saw any other humans and had no idea on what was happening outside the class room.

Your teacher was busy talking and writing on the board, you weren't paying attention, you were busy looking outside the window, imagining how the forest would be like. You've also had been getting this odd dreams, of a na'vi couple. A woman and a man, they seemed fierce and scary, but they also seemed loving towards you. The woman would sing songs to you and the man seemed to love your presence. Not only that, but you also had been seen a tree, this tree glowed a purple color and there was this strange tassels on them, this people and tree felt familiar in a way. Not only that but there was this little flying creatures flying around the tree.

You had bee busy day dreaming that you didn't hear the teacher call out your name. "Y/n? Y/n!" she said loud enough to get your attention. You snapped out of your daydream and looked over at the female avatar. "Y-Yes?" you said, then your classmates began to laugh at you, making you feel embarrassed. "Are you feeling alright?" she asked, as you nodded. "Yes Ma'am ... sorry" you said while looking down in shame. Your teacher gave you a look of concern. "Please stay after class, I'd like to have a word with you" she said, making your class chuckle and chattering. Your teacher shushed the class and went back to writing on the board.

After the class, your classmates left, to go get their military training done. You stood up and approached the teacher's dark, she was sitting on the desk, grading work. "What did you want to talk about Ma'am?" you asked, the teacher then placed her papers down and looked at you. "You have been distracted y/n, is something wrong?" she asked, sounding concerned. Despite being a teacher, she was also your mother figure. "No.. it's just..." you stopped, not knowing what to say. She waited for you to answer. "I just.. been thinking about the woods.." you said, making your teacher eyes widen. "I know I'm not suppose to go in them but.. I want to.. I wish to explore and learn everything about them" you said, while fidgeting with your thumbs.

Your teacher sighed and got up from her desk, walking around to stand face to face with you. "I know, you and the other kids wish to go to the woods, but it's the rules. As much as I want to take you all, I have to follow orders." She explained sadly. She once tried to all to the deeper part of the woods, but it was forbidden, rules are rules. You simple nodded. "I understand... can I go now?" you asked, looking down sadly. You teacher sighed and nodded. "You may go" she said sadly. You then walked out of class and went to where your classmates were.

You had entered the shooting range, it wasn't your first time here, you had been here a couple times. Your group was put here while the other group were learning hand to hand combat. Once you had on your safety glasses and sound canceling headphones, you got a gun and began to load it. After hours on learning how to shoot with different weapons, you all were allowed to go to your recess, before having to go back to your final class.

You were sitting on the bench outside, as your class mates played basketball or did other things on the training field equipment. "Hey y/n!" your friend Carmella, another na'vi had approached and sat next to you. "Hey what happened in class?" she asked. "Nothing, I was just, day dreaming.." you said. "Let me guess, about your dreams?" she asked, knowing full well, she had been the one you've told about your day dreaming and other dreams. "Yeah, this couple, they... feel familiar and that tree I've told you about.." you said. Making your friend tilt her head. "Who knows, we all have strange dreams and what not" she said, then she looked over and spotted someone. "Hey, Ima go ask James if he did the homework from yesterday, I'll be back" Carmella said, then she got up and left to go talk to the na'vi boy. Who she obviously had a crush on.

A couple moments had passed and Carmella wasn't back. You assumed she was still talking to James. Then you spotted something approach you, it looked oddly familiar, once you got a good look on what it was, it was the little creature from your dreams. You stared at it wide eyed. You thought the flying jelly fish was only a figment of your imagination. The little creature flew towards the back of your hand, you looked at it, fascinated. The creatures legs were lightly touching your hand softly. Then someone had called for you. "Y/n! Let's go! Break's over!" Carmella said, you got up from the bench an watched as the creature began to fly away, back to where it came from. As you walked back to the building, you looked back to see the creature fly away, back into the woods.

Class had been over, you and Carmella were in your shared room. You had been writing on your notebook, finishing your homework so that it could be checked tomorrow. You also got distracted by drawing the little creature on your notes. "Finally, I can rest!" Carmella had come in, her hair must have been wet due from showing in the locker room. She fell face forward on her bed, she was obviously tired from today. "Are you almost done? I want to get some shut eye" your friend said. "Yeah... just reviewing my work" you said, closing your notebook and placed it on the desk that you both shared. Then you went over and turned off the lights. Carmella got comfortable on her bed. "Good night y/n" she said, as you then laid down on your bed and responded. "Good night Carmella" you said. Carmella was already asleep, you on the other hand couldn't sleep as fast as she did. You had been thinking even more then before, specially since that creature from your dreams had gone to you. What that some kind of a sign or a coincidence? Who knew.

The next morning, it felt off. You had gone to class, but your teacher was late. Normally she'd be on time and had us working already. Your classmates had decided to take advantage of this and began to talk to one another. While they did that, you were busy checking your own work, until then the door had been burst open. Three humans with breathing masks on and guns came in. Everyone was confused on what was happening, then the guns were pointed at you all. Causing your classmates to scream and cower over to the back of the room. You followed them, scared and confused, some even began crying out of fear. What was happening?!

"Kill them! Kill them all!" one of the men said, then the three got their guns and pointed them at you all again. But before anything could happen. Your teacher had got in the class room, and shoot at the men, killing them instantly. Everyone looked in horror as the three men dropped dead. "Come with me!" your teacher said, with out hesitation, you all followed behind your teacher. The alarms on the hall ways were on and a lot of commission was happening outside. Then you were all lead to a room in the basement, the room was kind of dark and isolated, then you saw the many cryosleep pods with a table with all sorts of buttons.

"Everyone, get in a pod!" your teaches instructed, without hesitation everyone went into a pod, except for you. "Ma'am, what is happening!" you asked, but your teacher lead you to a pod and got you in. "No time to explain, you'll know the truth later" she said, once inside the pod, she closed the pod. You attempted to open the pod but you couldn't. Your teacher had gone to the table and began to turn activate your pods. You attempted to open your pod but you couldn't, you wanted to know what was happening, why did the RDA, your so called saviors wanted to kill you, you wanted to know what was happening. The last thing you saw was your teacher, she had tears in her eyes, she then placed her hand on the top of the glass of your pod. You did the same, placing your hand on the glass where her five fingered hand was, if it weren't for the glass, your four fingers would be able to touch her hand. Next thing you knew, everything went black, you had been put on cryosleep, for who knows how long.

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Spider, Kiri, and Lo'ak had been hanging around Hell's Gate, they liked to explore around the abandoned buildings and so on. Exploring the place wasn't a new thing, but they just liked to be around were the humans once were. It was a fun activity that they liked to do. "Come on guys!" Spider yelled out to the Sully kids, who were right behind him. "We're coming!" Lo'ak yelled towards the human boy as him and his sister caught up to him.

"We should go somewhere else, we've already explored here!" Kiri whined as Spider stopped in his tracks. "Come on! I'm sure there is more to explore then just this!" he said, as he began to walk slower with the two na'vi kids. "Yeah Kiri, come on" her brother protested. Kiri just rolled her eyes and followed the two boys.

Then she stopped and spotted an abided building, she wasn't sure if that building was there before. "Hey guys!" she called out to them, making them stop to look at her. "What is it now?" Lo'ak asked, while walking over to her, followed by Spider. "Was that building there before?" she asked, once the boys were where she was, they too saw the building that she was talking about. "I have no idea, how did we not see it before?" Spider asked, now curious, he's never seen that building either. "What ever it is, I'm gonna go see" Lo'ak said, going towards the building that was covered in all kinds of plants.

The other two followed the boy, also curious on what the building could possible had. Lo'ak opened the door, and walked in, the building was pretty big, it was Avatar/Na'vi kind of big, strange. He along with Kiri and Spider looked around, opening doors which lead to classrooms, bedrooms, locker rooms and other kids of things. "Wow, this is kind of cool" Lo'ak said, walking in a classroom which had the door open. He looked at the board which had writing on it as well as plants growing on around the wood, he got a look at the walls, which had posters of things such as multiplication tables and the alphabet. When he looked down he saw three skeleton corpses, making him gasp and stumble back. Not only that but there was bullet holes on the floor, and some on the wall. "What the hell happened?" he whispered to himself.

"Lo'ak! Come quick!" Spider yelled from afar, Lo'ak gave the room one final look and went to were his friend and sister were. He walked down some stairs which lead to what he assumed was a basement. he walked in a dark room, where the his sister and friend were. "Look dude!" Spider said, pointing at the cryosleep pods. "Damn" Lo'ak whispered, seen the many closed pods. He then got close, seen that the pods had dust on them, which made them impossible to look thought them. Kiri on the other hand had been on the control table, looking at the many buttons and other things.

Spider got close to a pod, then climbed on top of the dusty pod, out of curiosity, he began to wipe off the dust off the glass to see if anyone was in the closed pod. He then gasped when he saw that someone was in the pod sleeping. "Holy shit!" he said, getting off. "What bro!?" Lo'ak approached his friend. "Someone's in there!" Spider said, still surprised. The na'vi boy then looked through pod and saw the person sleeping. "It's... an avatar?" he said confused, looking back at Spider then back at Kiri who had somehow turned on a screen and was looking at the screen of a heart beat, that must of been of the person in the pod. "Yeah, and they are still alive" she said, making the boys look at each other in shock, then back at Kiri. "We need to call somebody" Spider said to both the na'vi kids.

ɴᴇxᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ

[onskepa]

Sneak peek: Syawn ch7

“Come now you three, we practiced before” syawn kindly tells her children. Neteyam and syawn gently push forward the three in front of them. There were slight whimpers of protest but among the three, one of them stood in front of the other two. As a cute way of protecting them. “A brave one you are '' the olo’eykte compliments. 

The one that protects the other two, was focusing on her head piece. A gasp of realization, the triplet pointed at Ikeynis face. 

“SLINGER!” 

She blinked twice, confusion was written on her face. 

“SLINGER! SLINGER!” 

The child repeats. And the other two followed.

[karmaisakhaleesi]

🌊 Tsahìk of the Eastern Sea Neteyam~ Sully x fem!Tayrangi!Na'vi! reader Chap. 2🌊

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Hot tears mix with the rain as they roll down your cheeks, you take a hand away from your Ikran to push them away, and urge her to move faster. The wind whips through your hair as lightning illuminates the sky, and the sound deafens you as you take refuge in the trees. Landing, you dismount Tompìva and pat her neck, trying to find a somewhat dry place to hide when you spot a small metal building. After calming your Ikran you take refuge inside the small cramped building.

After entering the broken down door, you take note of how strange the small building is, and decide that it must be a skyperson's home. Wringing the water out of your hair you lay down on one of the soft beds at the end of the room, hoping no one will come back here anytime soon you drift off into a dream filled with your sister's shouting and look of disdain.

You feel something tap your arm and flinch, covering your face with your arm, "Five more minutes tsmuke," but the tapping doesn't stop.

Sitting up you glance around the unfamiliar surrounding before remembering the events of the last night. Standing you glance out one of the broken windows, sunlight streaming into it, nearly blinding you.

The ground is soft and muddy under your feet as you step outside, the rain is now long gone. Stepping towards the trees your feet catch on something and you fall face first into the mud, "Damn!"

Groaning, you sit up and inspect it, no damage, but notice a strange metal thing poking out of the ground. Your face contorts in confusion when you look down at it, noticing a skull inside of it.

"What is this?"

Hearing a twig snap, and movement in the leaves, a chill runs down your spine. Your tail flits against the ground nervously as you unsheathe your knife, dropping the skull. The shaking of leaves to your right makes you flinch, turning you watch as a pair of yellow eyes glare at you. And that's when you feel it. An arm throws you to the ground, and another grabs your Tsaheylu and yanks you up.

Hissing at your unseen attacker you struggle against his grip, but it's no use as your knife is knocked from your hand.

"And who might you be?" a voice asks as you flail and kick the air.

His hand grabs your chin roughly and forces you to look up at him, his eyes scanning your face for something. You hiss, baring your teeth at him before he laughs and tightens his grip.

"You don't look like him," he says and you glare.

"I don't understand," you choke out as his hand tilts your head from side to side.

"But you could be useful," dropping your face he turns to leave.

As he takes a step into the trees you watch as an arrow flies past him, landing in the dirt. The end is covered in familiar blue and yellow feathers, and your heart sinks. Why did you follow me here?

Another arrow plants itself in the person who's holding you, and they fall back choking on their own blood. With your new freedom, you snatch up your knife and slash at the two behind you before running to the trees, your legs carrying you as far away as possible before you slump to the ground.

Trying to catch your breath you hear the sound of gunshots ring through the forest. Freezing, you wait before standing and running back to the abandoned building. You can feel your blood run cold at the sight, the strangers gone, and in their place bleeding out on the forest floor is Aosìng.

Kneeling beside him you almost puke. His body is littered with at least five bullet holes, putting pressure on the wound you call for your Ikran.

"Damnit! Why did you follow me here?" you shout as you pull him onto your Ikran and take flight.

~🌊🌊🌊~

It doesn't take long before you reach the parts of the forest you'd never even attempted to go to before. And you watch as the trees begin to thicken blocking out the forest floor. You urge Tompìva to slow down when you see strange tracks parting the trees, and a train comes into view. It speeds along the rail soundlessly as you pass by, careful not to be seen. Hearing the screeching of other Ikran, you glance over to see ten others flying around the train.

Flying lower, you attempt to land when you hear an explosion and feel yourself falling through the sky. Your hold on Aosìng weakens and he slips from your hands.

The last thing you hear before your body hits the ground is the pained screeching of Tompìva as she falls with you.

~🌊🌊🌊~

Neteyam's eyes scan the area around the train as the others grab supplies when he hears the screeching of an Ikran. His head whips around scanning the sky when he spots it, a blue and purple Ikran falling through the sky and into the trees, its rider not far behind. He glances over at Lo'ak before heading off to the forest.

He rushes past the trees trying to find it, hoping it isn't too serious when he spots it. The now dead Ikran laying atop its rider. He rushes to their side slowly lifting the Ikran off of them and gasps. A girl who couldn't be much older than him is lying on the forest floor covered in her own blood.

After lifting her up his face falls once he recognizes her, "y/n?"

There are two bullet holes scattered across your torso, and one almost on your neck. He carefully lifts her into his arms when your eyes shoot open, "Tompìva!"

You leap forward, your hands cradling your Ikran's head in your lap as you sob. He watches as you turn and look around, muttering something he can't hear through your cries before you collapse.

~🌊🌊🌊~

Your head pounds and your eyes flutter open, the glow of fire greeting you. You stand, wincing in pain when you notice someone standing at the entrance, looking in at you. You realize you don't recognize them when a hand forces you to sit.

"Your wounds will reopen if you do not sit and rest," you glance up to see an older woman now checking your wounds.

Slowly scanning the room, your eyes land on your small bag, once filled with flowers and herbs, now laying empty by the fire, and the memories come flooding back.

"Tompìva! Where is she?!? Is she hurt?!?" you shout, your breathing ragged as you frantically reach for your bag, only for a voice to stop you in your tracks.

"Who are you?"

Your hands tightly grip your bag as you look up to see the man in the entrance speaking. He looks familiar, you think to yourself before you clear your throat, answering his question, ""My name is - te Tsyuäval Ìe'ite. I am the Tsak-" you pause, deciding on whether to tell them the truth or not, but decide against it, "Who are you?"

His face is unreadable as he steps closer to the fire, a woman walking in behind him, her eyes with suspicion as she looks you over.

"What were you doing in the forest? And where are you from?"

You glare at him, repeating yourself, "My name is  - te Tsyuäval Ìe'ite. Who are you?"

He groans in frustration as the woman next to him puts a hand on his shoulder, whispering something in his ear.

You cross your arms and watch as they argue, before he turns to you again, "I am Jake Sully, Toruk Makto, and Olo'eyktan of the Omatikaya Clan. Now, what were you doing in the forest and where are you from?"

You cover your mouth, concealing a gasp as you realize where it is you recognize him from.

"Ikeyni," you cough and wince before continuing, "I am Ikeyni's sister, Tsakarem of the Tayrangi Clan of the Eastern Sea."

He looks at you in confusion, looking to the woman before she speaks, "Ikeyni?."

A look of surprise washes over Jake's face as he turns to you, "Then what were you doing in the forest?"

You can feel tears pricking at your eyes when you recall the last conversation you had with your sister, and how you stormed off in the middle of the night.

"I was gathering herbs," you lie, your voice cracking at the end, and you can already feel the hot tears spilling down your cheeks.

His voice is solemn when asks his next question, "And where is your Ikran?"

A sob escapes you as you wipe away your tears, "She is with Eywa now," your hands wipe furiously at your eyes as your body is wracked with sobs.

Neytiri turns to Jake, her eyes full of concern, "We should let her rest, for now."

He nods in agreement before leaving, thinking about what to do next.

~🌊🌊🌊~

You wake in a cold sweat, your dreams filled with the screeching of Tompìva, and your sister's words, "You are the Tsakarem, future Tsahìk of our Clan. What would I do if you had-"

You shake your head, pushing the thoughts away when you hear someone clear their throat. You turn to see Kiri standing in the entrance, a plate of food in her hands. She gives you a small smile as she walks towards you, taking a seat in front of you.

"Hi," you take the plate from her, careful not to spill its contents on the floor.

"Hi Kiri, right?" you whisper, your voice still hoarse from the screaming.

"I didn't think I'd see you so soon again," she says as you take a small bite of the fruit on the plate, cringing when the sour taste envelopes your mouth.

You thank her and push your hair out of your face, dreading what will happen when your sister finds out where you are.

"If it's okay, can I ask more about the Eastern Sea?"

Her voice is cautious, as she looks down at the floor. Setting your bowl down you nod, grateful for a brief reprieve from the events of the day.

"There's sand everywhere, and the ocean is always so pretty-"

You're cut off when you hear someone clear their throat. Looking up you see Jake standing with his arms crossed as he nods to Kiri.

She gives you another smile and grabs your plate, "I hope you recover soon."

You return her smile and thank her again before Jake walks closer to the fire, his brow twisted in contemplation.

Your eyes stare at the floor as you wait for him to speak, your hands twisting the ends of your hair. And you wonder where you lost your hairclip when he finally speaks, "So, you won't be able to leave right now," he gestures to your wounds, "But once you're all healed up, we'll take you back, okay?"

You frown, "What of my sister?"

Head spinning you jumped to your feet, nearly doubling over in pain as you hobbled to the entrance, "I swear I saw her Ikran before..."

He sighs as he rubs his eyes, "Ikeyni is fine, your friend however," he trails off as if trying to find the right words to say before continuing, "He'll live, but it will take longer for him to recover."

"My friend?" you question as you sit up, trying to remember more of what had happened before you blacked out.

That's when it hits you, Aosìng, that stupid skxawng! He had somehow managed to find you and from the looks of it, abandoned the raid. Which shouldn't have been for another two days...

"Was that, the raid?" you ask quietly crossing your arms.

Jake nods as Mo'at leaves, "It was moved forward after a change of plans."

But before he can you grab his arm, "Does she know where I am?"

Jake takes a deep breath before answering, "No, she doesn't know where you are."

You feel a mixture of relief and guilt wash over you. Relief that your sister is safe, but guilt for how you left things with her.

"When can I leave?" you ask, looking up at him.

"We'll take care of you until you're healed enough to travel, and then we'll take you back," he replies, his voice steady.

You nod slowly, taking in his words. You know that you owe gratitude to the Omatikaya for saving your life, but you can't help but feel like you were worsening things with your sister by staying.

Laying down as he leaves you let yourself drift off to an uncomfortable sleep.

~🌊🌊🌊~

Neteyam's eyes glanced over at Kiri as she filled a bowl with more fruit. His tail flicked about impatiently as she started to leave. Crossing his arms he gently grabbed her shoulder, "Do you mind if I take it to her?"

Kiri glanced up at him and smiled, "Sure," she said before handing him the bowl.

Carefully walking to the end of the caves, Neteyam entered your hut to see you sitting in front of the fire arms crossed.

"Kiri, I'm not really-"

Clearing his throat, Neteyam interrupted you, "Here."

Watching as you accepted the bowl from him he sat across from the fire.

"Are you, okay?" he asks and then immediately bites his tongue.

Your expression is one of worry mixed with guilt as you set the bowl down.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have-"

"It's okay," you reassure, giving him a small smile before continuing, "I feel guilty," you pause at the feeling of warm tears rolling down your face.

Feeling a warmth on your face you blink, and see Neteyam's hand wiping away the falling tears.

"Guilt over what?" he asks his voice low.

"I got into a fight, with my sister," a sob wracks your body as you remember the look on her face as you left.

She had been so disappointed.

Netetyam's mouth opened and closed, trying to think of what to say, before a sob wracked your body. He quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close, resting his chin on top of your head.

A few moments of silence had passed, Neteyam's chest now wet with your tears before you heard something clatter to the floor.

Looking over Neteyam's shoulder you flinched, Aosìng was standing in the entrance, gripping it so hard his hand shook.

~🌊 🌊 🌊~

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚'𝐯𝐢, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐚'𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫.

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TW: Avatar Frontier of Pandora Spoilers, a bit of Somniphobia, insomnia

A/N: Sorry if it feels short :(

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You were in the Avatar's tent, you were laying on a hammock that was in the far corner of the room. You couldn't sleep, more like, you didn't want to sleep, you feared that if you go to sleep, you'll end up sleeping for another fifteen years. You tried your hardest to keep your eyes open, you thought of the things that you did in the past and remembered some memories you made with your teacher, Miss. Cameron. You still wondered what could of happened to her, but when you asked about her to the human, it was as if, they didn't know her. It was odd.

As much as you tried to be awake, you ended up falling asleep. That you had dreamed many things, they were confusing dreams, as if someone or something was trying to tell you something. But you also dreamt of that couple you would dream of years back, except this time you saw them a bit more clearly, you couldn't completely see their faces, but you got somewhat of an idea of what they looked like. Who could they possibly be? Was this couple related to you in a way?

The next day you had gone back to the old school building, to your old room, to get some of your things. When you looked around the old not dusty and vine covered room, you couldn't help but remember the things that would happen in the room. How you and Carmella would stay up pass your bedtime and talk to each other about whatever. You missed her dearly, same with your classmates.

You looked at your things, you only got a few things, mainly what you needed, according to you. The Scientists had allowed you to stay with them in the avatars tent. You had slept in a small corner which was now your spot in the tent. The main reason was so that they could keep an eye on your health, perhaps later on you could make your tent, after you learned how of course. You were back at the tent, in your small corner. You had brought back a change of clothes, a vest that you had, other stuff that you were given to by the RDA, and a notebook. The notebook still had your old school notes, but since there as no more school to go to, maybe you could start writing your thoughts in it.

'Where do I begin? It has only been a day that has passed since I woke up. A lot has happened since the last time I could remember, I mean, I was in cryosleep for about fifteen years now and not only that but my classmates are still in Cryosleep and I have no idea where my teacher is, It was as if she disappeared... I don't know... Everything is just confusing.'

'Not only that but I had that dream again. The one with the couple, but this time I was able to see them a bit more clearly. The woman had some kind of red on her skin and the man had some kind of armor? I couldn't tell what he was wearing, but this was my first dream in fifteen years you could say.'

You finished writing and you closed the book, it was a short summary of what's happened to far, you could maybe write something later, for now, you just wanted to process everything that is happening around you. Then you heard someone come in, the tent had been empty since the Avatars and the scientists were out doing there stuff. When you looked up to see who it was, it was none other then Tuk. Ever since you had met her, she had grown some kind of interest in you and she had liked you right away.

"Hey y/n!" she called out to you and approached you. "Hey Tuk, how are you?" you asked politely towards the kid. "I'm good! You want to come with me?" she asked, maybe the woods could do you some good. "Sure why not" you said, getting up from the floor and placed your notebook on the hammock. Tuk then took your hand and lead you out of the tent, before you both could go any further you were stopped by Jake. "Where are you two going?" he asked, approaching you and Tuk. "I'm gonna show y/n around the village" she said, turning to look up at her dad. Jake then looked at you both. "Alright, if y/n doesn't feel any good, you bring her back to the avatar tent, got it?" he told his daughter, who simply nodded and proceeded to take you away.

Tuk had been showing you around the whole high camp, first she showed you were she lived, who her friends were and where the ikran would hang around. It was interesting to see how the na'vi lived. Lastly she took you to meet both her mom and grandmother, since you had already met her dad and siblings, they were the other people you didn't meet. She had been pulling your arm so that you could walk fast towards the tent.

"Mom! Grandma! This is y/n!" Tuk yelled to get the attention of both a older and young woman. They both stopped what they were doing and looked over at the younger na'vi and the teen who was being pulled around by the child. You did the greeting gesture towards the women out "oel ngati kameie" you said, hoping that you had sad it right. Both them women did the gesture back, out of respect, then the much older woman approached you.

You didn't move, instead allowed her to get a look at you. She got a hold of your hand to look at it, seen that you only had three fingers and a thumb, it surprised her a bit, she thought that you might of been an avatar. Then she looked into your eyes and inspected them closely. "You look familiar." She said to her self, examining more of you. "Her name is y/n! She' the one that was woken up from the sleeping pod" Tuk talked for you. All Mo'at did was hum. "Well, It seems that you'll need to be taught how to live like us, unless you want to?" she said looking at you. "If that's what appropriate I will ma'am" you said.

Mo'at then turned to look at the other woman. "I believe that Neteyam would be a good teacher, what do you think Neytiri?" she asked. Neytiri nodded. "Yeah, Neteyam can teach her" she responded. Mo'at then turned back to face you. "My grandchild, Neteyam, he will teach you everything that you need to learn." She to you, then she turned to Tuk. "Tuk, could you go get your brother?" she asked, without hesitation, Tuk went out of the tent to get Neteyam.

A couple minutes had passed, Neteyam and Tuk had come in the tent. "Grandmother, Mother" he said bowing his head towards Mo'at and Neytiri. Then Mo'at went up to him. "Neteyam, you're responsible to teach y/n everything that you know of our ways, since she's already learned the Dreamwalkers way, she'll now known ours, understood?" she asked towards the young boy. Neteyam nodded and responded "yes Grandmother, I will" he said politely and respectfully. "First things first, get her something else to wear." Mo'at instructed him. Then Neteyam guided you out of the tent, followed by Tuk.

You were given a change of clothes, but instead of human clothes, it was the clothes the girls would wear. The top was of feathers that barely covered anything and the loincloth was, how could you describe it? It was basically underwear with a cloth that hanged. You looked down at yourself, to see how you looked with the na'vi attire on. "What do you think? I thought It would fit you since we're some what of the same size, later I can help you make your own" Kiri said while her and Tuk were helping you with your hair, they had put it up and added a couple braids with some beads.

You were moving a bit on the floor, trying to get used to the loincloth. "Are you sure this suits me? Aren't I showing to much?" you asked. "You look fine!" Tuk said, finishing a small braid and putting in a bead. "Yeah, you'll get used to it" Kiri said, while adding some kind of ring accessory on your queue. "Done! You look like one of us now!" Tuk said excited, helping you get up from the floor with Kiri. You felt your face heat up a bit by her complement. "I just hope that I become one of you later on." You said with a shy chuckle, while touching your hair, feeling the many little braids on your head.

You then heard both Neteyam and Lo'ak coming in the tent, they were talking about something, but Neteyam went silent as soon as he saw you. He couldn't help but stare at you, feeling his cheeks turn purple b the sight of you. "Is something wrong?" you asked worriedly, looking down at yourself. Neteyam tried to say something, but all that came out from his mouth was babbling, his brother was fed up and decided to talk for him. "I'm sorry about him, what he wants to say is that you look stunning" he said in a flirty way. Making your cheeks warm up. "Thank you.." you said shyly. Then both Kiri and Tuk decided that they wanted to take you out, so they both got a hold of your hand and dragged you out of the tent.

"Bro, what was that?" Lo'ak asked his older brother who manage to get a hold of himself. "Sorry, I don't know.." he said a bit embarrassed, then Lo'ak had an evil little smirk. "Oh~ I see~" he said teasingly. "What?" he asked. "You like y/n don't you?" Lo'ak asked while wiggling his eyes brows. "N-NO! Not at all, I am to be her teacher, and don't like her that way" Neteyam shouted, with a purple blush on his cheeks. "Uh huh, sure. You know, maybe after she completes her rite of Passage you could court her" Lo'ak adviced him. Neteyam stopped to think, maybe his brother was right for once, he could try and court you. "If not then I'll court y/n, I mean, who wouldn't want moi as their mate?" Lo'ak said with confidence, making Neteyam laugh. "You wish" he said to his little brother, earning a fake pout from him.

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𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐨 𝐍𝐚’𝐯𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐞 (𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐝𝐮𝐛 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞) 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐦 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴡɪᴅᴏᴡᴇᴅ! ᴊᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴜʟʟʏ x Tayrangi ! ᴡɪꜰᴇ! ʙɪᴍʙᴏ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: Death to child birth, past angst, reader isn’t very bright at first, age gap (Jake is 36 and reader is 22) 

Author’s note: I made Jake widowed for the fic to make sense, I hope this was to your liking :)

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Jake had lost his Mate due to child birth, Neytiri was having a hard time delivering their last child Tuk. This birth was harder than the other times before, their was complications and their was only a chance that one would live. Jake had asked for Neytiri to be saved if anything, but Neytiri had chosen for Tuk to be the one to live. In the end, Tuk was the one that had been saved instead Neytiri. Her finals words to her mate was that loved him and their children, then passed on to Eywa. The children were divested by the lose of their mother and Jake had lost his mate. Their was no one to blame, this was natural death that most newly or experience mothers suffer. 

During the funeral on his mate, Jake held onto his new born child Tuk. He promised himself that he will love and cherish his children just as his mate did. Tuk was not to blame for this, no one was to blame but Eywa. No one knew why she did the things she did.

Time has passed, Jake was still grieving over his loss, he did not show it but his children knew better. They were also mourning the loss of their mother, but they knew that she would have not want them to be sad all the time. That night their was a ceremony and guests from another clan were coming over, so they had to attended the ceremony. Jake did not have the energy to go, but since he is to be the next reader, he had too.

The ceremony had began and the guests had arrived, they had been greeted by the clan as they stepped in. Jake wasn’t paying much attention until he spotted you. He did not stop staring at you as you had walked in with your parents, you were between Ikeyni and Tsentey. Who would of thought the most scary looking leader’s would create such beauty of a daughter. For sure you’d be their clan’s next Olo'eykte. 

During the whole ceremony, Jake did not stop looking at you like at all. his whole attention was on you. He noticed how nice you were to everyone, he thought you’d be like your mother or father but you were the complete opposite. Even though you had the same intimating white and red body paint with the bone headpiece. You honestly looked more angelic then scary, as if you were a gift from Eywa. 

You had been dancing with the other Na’vi, until you notice toruk makto looking at you. So you decided to pull him for a dance, so you went over to him and got a hold of his hands. “Come dance with me” you said with a smile, while Jake tried to refuse “no no it’s fine” he insisted but you weren’t having it, you then pulled him all the way to were the other na’vi’s were to dance. The whole dance you did not take your eyes off him and neither did him with you. 

After that night, Jake could not stop thinking of you, he then had asked your parents permission to court you, which they allowed. So he had began to see you more, you’d also had come to the Omaticaya village to see Jake, you had met his children who were just the sweetest kids you’ve ever met. You have been around children but just loved to meet people. As the time had passed he began to grow feelings towards you, like you did with him. You and Jake had got closer to the point that he had asked if you’d considered mating with him.

You accepted since he’d be your first ever mate, so again Jake went to your parents to get their blessing in allow you both to mate. Both Ikeyni and Tsentey had no issue in letting you mate with Jake, so again they allowed this to happen, but their was one thing you had to take into consideration. His children will and always have mother, and you would never replace that mother hey had. You accepted this since you already knew about the lose of Jake’s first mate. So before you and Jake could mate, it would be best to talk to the children about your relationship. The children understood the situation and they had no problem having you around since you were nice t them, so you technically got their blessings. So then you and Jake finally mated before Eywa.

At first your parents weren’t sure if they wanted you to leave, since you were their only child and not mention princess. You had promised that you’d come to visit them. When you had arrived to the hut you were greeted by the family who had been waiting for you to arrive. You had brought some of things with you, but their was two many things you had brought. Some na’vi had come with you to carry some of your things. Jake then talked to you about just having a few things here and the rest back home so when you went to visit, your stuff would be their. You agreed then send the Na’vi away back to home with your remaining things.

That was when Jake began to see more of you, you weren’t good with some domestic things. Such as cooking, hunting, or keeping the house in order. Turns out that you were basically pampered your whole life, both Ikeyni and Tsentey basically did everything for you. You were practically royalty. You may not have been good in those things, but you were great with the children. Most of your time you’d spend them playing with them all day until they got tired or hungry. You fed them fruit, but they needed more then just fruit.

So Jake had began to teach you how to use a bow and arrow, at first you didn’t want to since you didn’t find the point of it, until Jake explained how it is to hunt for food, so you began to learn. It was a bit hard at first but then you got the hang of it. When you’d manage to catch something, you’d get very happy seen that you did it. Next thing to teach you was cooking, you had seen your mother cook before so you knew a bit but just never did it yourself. So when Jake had began to teach you, it was tricky since you’d sometimes burn your finger. It was like teaching a child at first but you managed. You got the hang of things, you began hunting and cooking on your own, to you it was fun to do since you were doing new things. It made you happy seeing that you were able to do things for your mate and the kids. 

As the kids began to grow up, they had loved you like a parents, it was as if Eywa had sent them a mother, it’s true that you will never replace Neytiri, but they loved you as much as she did. You were always their for them, specially when they had began to go into teens, you knew that they were at an age where they needed guidance. You were very affectionate towards them, you never picked favorites since you just loved all of them equally. You never did favorites of any kind, it didn’t matter if one was more skilled then the other, you loved them all as if they were your own children.

At the beginning you’d be referred to by your name, but eventually they began to call you Mom. It was Tuk who had started to call you mom since she saw you as such, that night you had cried while telling Jake about Tuk calling you mom. Since then all the kids began to also call you mom. That made you even more happy knowing that they saw you as a mother, you knew that you will never replace their first mother, but you knew that the kids saw you as such. 

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚'𝐯𝐢, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐚'𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ɴᴇᴛᴇʏᴀᴍ ᴛᴇ ꜱᴜʟɪ ᴛꜱʏᴇʏᴋ'ɪᴛᴀɴ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ᴛᴀʏʀᴀɴɢɪ ɴᴀ'ᴠɪ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ꜱᴏɴɢ: ꜱɪᴅᴇᴡᴀʟᴋꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴋᴇʟᴇᴛᴏɴꜱ - ɢᴏᴛʜ (ꜱʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ + ʀᴇᴠᴇʀʙ)

TW: Avatar Frontier of Pandora Spoilers, side effects, love at first sight

A/N: Sorry that the tag doesn't work :(

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The kids had gone to get Norm, Max, other scientists and their dad. When the adults came to see the cryosleep pods, they were in shock when they saw them. How could they have missed this building, when the kids told them about avatars being in the pods, they got to work in trying to figure out how they could get the pods to open.

It was hard since not all of the pods were able to open, it's been a long time that anyone had been in here, all except for one. Norm and Max managed to get the only available pod to open. Once the pod had opened, they all saw how a female na'vi that what seemed to be 15 years old came out. Then a scientist approached the girl, looking for any sign of movements.

You slowly began to open your eyes, but you were met with a light being flashed in your eyes, causing your pupils to dilate. "Hello? Can you hear me?" the human lady asked, while pointing her flashlight in your eyes and snapping her fingers close to your ears. You groaned and slowly sat up. "Take it easy" the lady kindly said, you moved your upper body a bit, then you looked around, seen the many human and two adult na'vi in the room. "Wha... who are you?" you asked in a raspy voice, feeling yourself weak, it must have been the side effect from the cryosleep. You felt unconfutable and dizzy. "She needs to be put under observation" the lady said towards the others.

Then came two males who were na'vi, at least they looked like na'vi. One of them looked very human and the other looked like the na'vi you've been taught in class. "It's okay, just take it easy." One of them said, helping you get up from the pod. You felt your legs feel weak and trembling. Both of the na'vi men got a hold of you on each side of your body and helped you walked slowly. "Where is... m-my teacher..." you asked weakly, trying to hold onto the men as much as possible. "You'll know everything you need to know, but we have to treat you first" the man said, as him and the other walked you out the room.

You were taken to what seemed to be an outdoor lab, it was in some kind of hidden camp that no one knew about except for them. This was your first time out from the base and into the woods, the woods weren't as bad as the RDA had made it sound, it was more peaceful then dangerous, it was also beautiful. How could the RDA make something beautiful sound awful.

You had been sitting on a big stool, after you had been given something to eat and water to drink, the same lady had began to check on you. She checked your vision, hearing, body movements and every other thing that needed to be checked. "So far so good" the lady said, while writing stuff down on her clip board. You looked around the tent and saw the many things that they had, very interesting, this got you to wonder how much time has passed.

Then a man that had barely to little clothes and dreads came in the tent. "How is she?" he asked the lady, who looked up at him. "She's alright, she still has to take it easy though, her body's trying to get used to being awake again, she may feel nauseous or dehydrated, but so far so good." She explained to the man, who simply nodded. "Thank you" he said, then the lady left the tent, leaving both you and the guy alone.

"Hey kid" he said, getting closer to you. "Hello Sir" you said politely as you stood up, out of respect. The man looked surprised by your action, but got to the point. "You may not know me, but I'm Jake Sully, who may you be?" he asked politely. You then stock out your hand to him, revealing your three fingers and thumb to him, showing that you're a full na'vi and not an avatar. "My name is Y/n L/n, from class 03" you said, then Jake took your small hand and shook it. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Y/n" he said, and you responded "like wise, sir."

Jake couldn't help but notice how much of a human you were, sure you were a full na'vi, but yet you acted like a human. Then his kids Kiri, Lo'ak, Spider, and Tuk had come in, followed by Neteyam who had tried to prevent them from going inside the tent. "Is she okay?" "How is she doing?" they had bombarded their father with questions about your health. "Alright, Alright! Stay calm! She's okay" Jake said while calming down the kids. You looked at the kids, they were just like you, except for the small human boy, the other kids were around what looked to be your age, if not younger. Then you looked at the oldest boy, who had a look of embarrassment due to him not being able to keep the other kids from out side the tent.

He then looked at you, in the eyes, you couldn't explain why but you suddenly felt the time stop. He couldn't help but send you a friendly smile, in which you politely bowed your head to the boy. You did the same towards him, out of politeness. Then the youngest out of all the kids came up to you and studied you a bit, she got a good look at you. From your face and what you were wearing. "What's your name?" she asked. "I'm y/n l/n, from class 03. What class are you in?" you asked, making the kid laugh. "I'm Tuk, and I'm not in any class." She said.

Finally Jake got his other kids to calm down, then he turned back to you who was now interacting with his youngest daughter. "Kids, this is Y/n, the girl that was in the pod" he said gesturing to you, who sent them a polite smile. One thing you noticed about them was not that they weren't wearing a uniform like you were, there wore little to nothing, it was so issue since you've learned that's what na'vi wore. "Hey you know what, y/n probably needs some fresh air, she's been sleeping for who knows how long." Tuk suggested, then she took your hand and lead you away from everyone, but they followed right behind. Before Neteyam could go with them, he was pulled aside towards his father. "Keep an eye on Y/n, if anything happens bring her back, do you understand boy?" he asked his son, who nodded his head towards his father. "Yes sir" he said, then he left to follow the group of kids that had just left.

The kids had introduced themselves to you as they lead you around the woods. They've also asked you questions about how were things before you went to sleep and other stuff. "Why do you wear that stuff?" Kiri had asked, curious on why you wore a white collard shirt, a black pleated skirt, white knee socks and black school shoes. "It's my school uniform" you explained. "What's a school?" Lo'ak asked this time. "It's where they teach you many things, like how to read, write, math, speak another language and how to communicate with your peers.. it's like a place to be prepared for the real world" you talked and they listened, they seemed to be very curious about you.

Just like they had asked about you, you have asked about them. From what you heard from them, there kind of learning was way different from yours. They didn't go to school, they learned there stuff from there parents and people around them, very interesting. They also had to teach you a few things about the woods, you had very little knowledge of the woods, mostly about how dangerous they were, but this kids have been living in the woods since they were born, it must not be as dangerous as the RDA had made it seem.

But the whole time you were out, you were thinking of what happened to your teacher and what will happen to your classmates. It really worried you. While the younger kids were running around the pods that they had taken you to see, the older brother had decided to stay behind to be with you. He was basically out in charge of you, so he did what a good listener would do. "How are you feel y/n?" Neteyam asked while looking at you. "Yeah, I'm alright, just a light headache that's all" you said, then he had an idea. "Come, you might be thirsty." He said, leading you to a purple plant with leaves that seemed like tubs. He got a hold of one and gestured for you to approach, you did. "Lift your head up and open your mouth" he said, you felt a bit skeptical at first, but you did what he had asked. Then he pulled the plant down and then you felt some water splash into your mouth. It surprised you a bit, but you drank the water anyway.

After a couple minutes, Neteyam let go of the plant and you stopped drinking. "Thank you" you said, wiping your mouth. "No problem, this all most be new to you." He commented. "Yeah, I've never been in the woods, for as long as I know" you said, feeling a bit shy all of a sudden, you couldn't explain why. "You'll get the hang of it" he said with a small smile, that smile caused you to feel fluttering happening in your stomach. Then Neteyam looked up at the sky and hummed. "We better go, It's almost eclipse" he said, then he and you went back to get the other kids and tell them that they have to head back home.

When you all got back, you were checked again, it might be annoying, but due to being in cryosleep for years, you needed almost constant care since the side effects could get worse. After your check up, you had gone back to the building and ask about your classmates. Norm and Max had told you that due to the machines not being monitored for years the system somehow slowed down and it'll be a while to get everyone to wake up. That worried you, this could take weeks, months, even years, that worriedly a lot.

You headed back to the high camp, the whole time you had been thinking of your classmates, you basically grew up with them, they were your brothers and sisters, you really hoped that they'd wake up sooner rather then later. You then pumped into somebody. "Sorry!" you said, then looked at who it was, it was Neteyam. "It's alright, don't worry about it" he said kindly. "Are you feeling any better?" he asked. "Yeah, I'll be under observation for a week or two, just to be sure that I'm alright and my side effects don't worsen" you explained. When looking at Neteyam you got that fluttering feeling in your stomach again, where you feeling sick?

"That's good, I'm glad that you're okay. Have you got a word about your classmates?" he asked out of curiosity. You responded sadly. "Norm and Max told me that it could take a while to get their pods to open.. since the system had not been monitored in such a long time... this could takes months if not years.." you said. "I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm sure that your classmates will be awaken soon enough" he said comfortingly. You gave him a small smile. "Thank you, I appreciate it." you thanked him. "Well, I have to get going, I'll see you around then." He said kindly and left. You watched him leave, You did not take your eyes off him, until he had disappeared. You couldn't explain why you were getting all kinds of feeling towards the boy, you've only met him today, maybe it was you being nervous or part of your side effects, but you had a feeling that you'll be seen him more often.

ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ, ɴᴇxᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ

Taglist: @afro-hispwriter, @avatar4eva

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The way of love pt.II

Neteyam Sully x Tayrangi Fem Reader (Na'vi)

Warning of the Serie: MDNI. Dom Neteyam x Fem Reader; SMUT; ANGST; FLUFF; Dirty Talk; Fangs; Bites; Blood; Spit; Power Play; Jealousy and Possessiveness; Foreplay; violence; Swearing; Teasing; Unprotected Sex; Enemies (because of you, Neteyam treats you well). Aged characters: Neteyam 19 y.o / You 18 y.o SERIE

Synopsis: After a great loss happened in your family, you are forced to take a role that before did not belong to you, following a path that you will feel like your only in time. Just when you thought you were finally overcoming the loss, your clan shows up with those you blame for the great offense received. You are the daughter of the first Olo'eykte of all clans and are about to take your mother’s place to lead the Tayrangi clan, but first you must follow Neteyam (the eldest son of the man you detest with all your heart) To train him, despite your contempt for the Sullys and everything about them, you inevitably bond with the boy, unknowingly falling in love with him.

CHAPTER WARNING: Blood and free hate <3

Lenght : 2k

Notes: All characters will keep the age difference but will be aged: Neteyam 19 y.o; Lo'ak 18 y.o etc…

NA'VI WORDS: PARULTSYIP: Children. KARYU: Teacher. VRRTEP: Demon. 'ITE: Daughter

PART: 1 ; 2 ; 3 ; 4 ; 5 ; 6 ; 7 ; 8 ; 9 ; 10

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The night went by with an agonizing slowness, making you think only of the boy Omatikaya, while your heart beat faster and faster at the mere memory of the boy’s laughter, or of his hand touching your ear to lay a flower he had chosen for you. You hated these feelings, the thought of your heart going crazy over the Sullys' firstborn made you sick and damned you, so much so that even the beautiful moonlight entering the room didn’t take your mind off it.

"No. I have no feelings for that Omatikayan boy. It’s just a… a…" you couldn’t find an adjective to describe him negatively, after all he was always kind and smiling, and that made you hate him more. " A Sully! A skxawng vrrtep Sully!" You said against the ceiling, finding some comfort in that offense. You would turn around in the hammock, looking for a comfortable side to get to sleep without thinking about that guy, you did not want and did not have to feel feelings for him, then why were you blushing and your heart beating so hard?

After many hours, you managed to fall asleep and this time the morning arrived with a deadly speed. You were always more certain that Eywa was making fun of you, and you didn’t understand why, after all you were always regarded as the golden daughter of Olo'eykte, the one who was not wrong and devoted to duty. So why damn you like this?

You yawned and reached out to your mother to share breakfast with the family, and then you noticed the flower of Neteyam on the table, you rolled your eyes and looked at your mother.

"Didn’t you throw it out yet? I thought I told you it was a stupid gift," you said and then started eating some berries from the forest.

"Ma 'ite, it’s such a beautiful flower, why throw it?" asked the matriarch, softening her gaze as she watched her beautiful daughter, realizing that something new was being born in you.

"Because it’s a gift I didn’t appreciate, keeping it means appreciating it. Throw it away" You said firmly, you didn’t want to have anything that demon gave you.

Once breakfast was over, you left your house, finding Neteyam outside your house, with a sweet smile as he waited for you.

"Good morning, Karyu. Did you sleep well?" he asked, following you, noticing how you turned your eyes annoyed by his presence. " You don’t care. Today we have so many things to do, you better concentrate" You responded by walking faster, still feeling his steps behind you as you reached the beach. " Watch out for the descent, it’s full of sharp rocks"

"Are you worried about me?" he asked, laughing slightly. " No. I worry about myself, I am the healer of the village, I should waste time patching your ass up as if you were a parultysìp" Your tone was sour, but this did not remove the smile from the lips of Neteyam, who followed you undisturbed.

"Then I better hurt myself, if it will be your sweet hands to cure me," Neteyam blew the words on the shell of your ear, for he stood behind you. You shuddered and turned to him. " You. AHHH! Unbearable. You are an unbearable child. Distance. Keep the distance." You said pushing him back with your finger on his chest, growling at him.

The day went on as follows: Neteyam making you damned and stressed, your Ikran probably preferring suicide to hearing you fight like children, You scolding the jokes he used to make, and you coming out of it exhausted at the end of the day. Once you got ashore, you broke the bond with your banshees and sat on the sand.

"Okay, at least tell me why you treat me like this. I didn’t do anything to you," Neteyam suddenly said, looking at you waiting for an answer.

"You don’t have to care. I’m your teacher, not your friend. I don’t have to like you, I just have to teach." You said looking out to sea, legs to chest.

"I don’t know your name, I don’t know what you think of me and why you treat me like this, I don’t know why you threatened me and consider yourself my teacher?" He said nicely, not looking away for a second.

"Like I said, keep your distance."

Actually, you wish you hadn’t insulted him or bothered to lead him into the ways of the Tayrangis, but your mother had given you a burden to bear and you wouldn’t have let her down, not again.

"I have the honor of being the only one to be treated this way or is it the practice?" He asked approaching you

"Stop talking, and listen to the sea and the wind." You said irritated, closing those eyes as you inhaled.

Neteyam couldn’t help but observe you, your bioluminescent freckles drawing constellations on your cerulean face, your thinned eye cut, your clothes and your body. In his eyes you were perfect, perhaps the most successful creation of Eywa or the direct daughter of Eywa, leading him to doubt your blood bond with the Olo'eykte of your clan.

"You know, your freckles glow like stars." Neteyam said out of nowhere, "They’re very beautiful."

You turned in his direction, looking at him and judging him in silence. Your feline eyes thinned, sharp as blades.

"Stop." You sighed, "You’re annoying."

"Only with those who show themselves not to give me even a chance" Neteyam’s voice was sure, his eyes focused on you and his body leaning slightly towards your person.

"skxawng…" Your voice was thin and you could hear the look of Neteyam burning your skin, bothering you but making your heart beat like never before.

Neteyam gave up a laugh at the way you called him, yet he sought some kind of foothold to get close to you.

"At least tell me why you hate me, I’ll make it up to you." His sweet voice hit your ears, scratching your skin.

"You can’t make it up to me." You said coldly, putting distance between the two of you again, looking him in the eye with hatred. " Neither now nor ever." you continued.

"Why? I-" he began to speak but was silenced by your hand which rose to indicate silence.

"You. Your family. Everything about the Sullys is cursed. Demon blood mixed with that na'vi, your family is a bringer of destruction and death. No matter how much you try to make up for it, the only way is for the Sullys to disappear." Neteyam’s pupils dilated as he listened to you without having words to formulate. You took his wrist and raised his hand and left a cut on his palm. "Cursed blood, demon blood. Destruction and death is in you as in all your family" your voice was sharp as Neteyam’s palm filled with blood very slowly.

"It’s not like that. I’m Na'vi as much as you, Eywa has protected my father from the beginning, so we are not demons… let me at least-" You stopped him again, growling to keep his distance.

"Eywa makes mistakes sometimes, evidently this is her greatest." You said pointing at him and then standing up and being taken by the wrist by Neteyam, his warm blood now wet your skin, while his eyes begged you to wait.

"We never killed Na'vi, never." He whispered with pain, partly this was true but if the demons of heaven had made war at pandora was also because of Jake, those deaths had to be on the conscience of his entire bloodline.

"The war killed them, took away homes and destroyed families. A war brought by your father" At that moment Neteyam stood up, never taking his grip off your wrist.

"My father brought salvation, became Toruk Makto to save the clans and remember that your mother joined him to win" He said approaching you "Why are you so… difficult. I’m here to learn, just be nice."

"Kind? Kind to you? My family lost a daughter in the war because of YOUR family, and I should forgive you? Be nice to you? I hate you Neteyam Sully, you’re just one of the Na'vi I can’t kill for Eywa. Stand. back."

You growled, grabbed your wrist, but this time Neteyam pulled you to him, leaving you a few inches away from his body. You felt a lump in your throat as your heart started to go crazy again, making you hate yourself as never before. Neteyam’s arms were warm and comforting, you felt a sense of protection so close to him. His breath mixed with the wind as his natural scent entered your nostrils, causing you to swallow bitterly. Your wrist was brought to the height of his chest, making your palm lay at heart level.

"What are you-" Neteyam stopped you, whispering a "Shhh, it’s your turn to listen" his warm voice made you sigh deeply.

You felt Neteyam’s heart beating against your palm, you felt his long, deep breaths as he looked down on you, being enchanted to see your person finally relaxed near him. " Eywa is my mother like yours, My heart beats like yours, my lungs breathe your same air thing demons can not do" Neteyam approached you again, and then lift your face from your chin "And you know what differs me from them? Like my father, I was interested in a beautiful and strong Na'vi."

You took a long breath as you looked into Neteyam’s eyes, at that moment all the disgust, hate and resentment had vanished somewhere in your person, leaving room for the earthquake that was being born in your womb. Your eyes softened for a moment and little chills rose from your legs to your back. You didn’t know how to answer, you wanted to vomit on him as much as you hated him and hated his family, but how bravely your throat could formulate something that neither your heart nor your mind thought,

"I said keep your distance." you whispered, swallowed, looking slightly away, and then felt Neteyam’s hand resting on your jaw and pulling your face back toward hers.

"I can’t." whispered him passing the look from your eyes to your lips, then returning again to your eyes "I can’t keep my distance if our ways continue to cross. I know you don’t hate me inside, and you know I’m a good person." He said by stroking your face.

All this was so fast, so fast that you were most likely in that state of shock, not for anything else, at least this you tried to make you believe, failing miserably when Neteyam caressed your face. You felt like such an idiot when he looked at your lips, because inevitably you did the same with his lips and you couldn’t believe they looked so soft and warm. Your breath was suddenly cut when he slowly drew his face to yours, and your heart decided to let you experience tachycardia.

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Notes from the author:

Yes, you may hate me for cutting to the most interesting point, but it is to keep the threshold of attention longer. yk

Literally, Neteyam doesn’t even know your name, but he’s so precious, he seems like the kind of guy who would keep acting like a prince to someone with a stronger character. While I was writing, I seemed to see Neytiri and Jake in the beginning, in fact there are some references in the first part, maybe even here.

However, remember to put Like to support the stories, reblog if you’re enjoying this series and leave a comment with your opinion. Luv ya

Mel

[devieuls]

The way of love pt.VIII

Neteyam Sully x Tayrangi Fem Reader (Na'vi)

Warning of the Serie: MDNI. Dom Neteyam x Fem Reader; SMUT; ANGST; FLUFF; Dirty Talk; Fangs; Bites; Blood; Spit; Power Play; Jealousy and Possessiveness; Foreplay; violence; Swearing; Teasing; Unprotected Sex; Enemies (because of you, Neteyam treats you well). Aged characters: Neteyam 19 y.o / You 18 y.o. SERIE

Synopsis: After a great loss happened in your family, you are forced to take a role that before did not belong to you, following a path that you will feel like your only in time. Just when you thought you were finally overcoming the loss, your clan shows up with those you blame for the great offense received. You are the daughter of the first Olo'eykte of all clans and are about to take your mother’s place to lead the Tayrangi clan, but first you must follow Neteyam (the eldest son of the man you detest with all your heart) To train him, despite your contempt for the Sullys and everything about them, you inevitably bond with the boy, unknowingly falling in love with him.

CHAPTER WARNING: ///////

Lenght : 4.6k

Notes: I’m praying that you like the series, because it’s getting closer to the end. Leave a comment to make me understand how it’s going, luv u <3

NA'VI WORDS: TANHI: Star; KARYU: Teacher; 'ITE: Daughter; kenten mì kumpay: a sense of being in an environment where you’re prevented from acting naturally or doing what you want to do; nga yawne lu oer: i love you

Character Cast: NEY'NARI: Your dead sister; IKEYNI: Your Mother; TSENTEY: Your Father; YÌMKXA: Your Ikran; ULEYTE: Your bestie; TUL'PEY: Your future Mate

PART: 1 ; 2 ; 3 ; 4 ; 5 ; 6 ; 7 ; 8 ; 9 ; 10

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"Does she know?" Lo'ak’s tone became serious for a moment. "No, not yet. I’ll tell her about that when the time comes. " "Our father will skin you alive,bro" said the youngest. " Probably…" The conversation turned to the end.

You had taken a basket of Spartan fruit and steamed Teylu; you would have liked to hear the conversation between Lo'ak and Neteyam but most of the words were a mix of Na'vi and that language you couldn’t understand. When you were ready you came out of the hut, you looked at the boys with a slight blush on your face. "I took what I came looking for… please, take the water…" You whispered with a thread of voice as you passed the two boys. You could see out of the corner of your eye that Neteyam had tried to touch your elbow when you passed in front of him, but he retracted his hand after his brother’s gaze fell on him. You didn’t give much importance to this detail, taking it for granted that he had made this choice in order not to make you feel further uncomfortable with his brother. When you returned to your family’s hut you noticed that your mother and Neytiri kept talking about some strange event they had faced when they were young; Jake arguing with your dad about warrior stuff while the one you recognized as Tuk and Kiri were talking to each other. You put the basket on the table and then you were invited by the little one to sit with her and her sister, at the beginning you were reluctant to approach them but then you had the courage to sit down with them; Kiri hadn’t looked at you most of the night while Tuk was anxious to meet you.

"I’m Tuktirey! You’re Neteyam’s friend, aren’t you? Your hair is so beautiful, wow!" the voice of the little girl was ringing but pleasant to listen to as she touched some of your braids, admiring the small jewels that were wedged between them. "I love your clothes and your jewelry! You are really beautiful, y/n!" she continued, making genuine and sincere appreciations on every part of you, only to be stopped by Kiri who could feel your slight embarrassment as you thanked little Tuk. "Tuk, if you keep this up, she’s gonna run like a hawk" said the girl who must have been about your age, as she touched Tuk’s braids, making her peel off slightly from you. "I am Kiri, but I think you know us at least by name, Neteyam never misses the opportunity to talk about us" her eyes rolled as if she already knew that 100% he had done it, in fact she was right. "Coincidentally he did it just today, It’s not like we had a lot of time together outside of class hours or formal events," you bit the corner of your mouth slightly as your eyes fell on the floor. Kiri noticed that there was something deeper, but remained silent to not make you uncomfortable, after all she had just met you.

At that moment the two young Sullys also entered the hut with some Dapophet leaves that contained the water all of you would need for the long night. The lanterns that were placed inside the hut began to light up with the arrival of the eclipse of the day, while the two boys took their seats near you and the two sisters.

Neteyam sat between you and Tuk, often holding her when she needed the affection of his older brother. You found out that Tuk was particularly close to Neteyam, you could tell by how she whined at the thought of going back to the Omatikaya clan without her brother, and how she complained that Lo'ak couldn’t braid her hair like Neteyam, or by her laments for how Lo'ak always prohibited her from following him into the woods. It softened you the dynamic between them, you could see yourself so much in Tuk, at least 'the old you', the one a little rebellious and mischievous, but endured by the older sister. You also laughed at the way Lo'ak was reprimanded by Kiri when he said something extremely stupid or when he appeared in the stories as a powerful warrior. After a long time you felt happy, you no longer had the burden of thinking about tomorrow or your duties, In one night, your shoulders shook thanks to those who until last month considered 'demons'. The thing that left you most enchanted was how Neteyam smiled and tried to keep all three brothers quiet, almost like a father to them. When it came your turn to speak you found yourself bickering with Neteyam, as he was too modest to be complimented on his skills or improvements; Sometimes you two find complaining and contradicting eachother about some funny scenes that happened while you were training, like the fact that he almost drowned that morning while trying to stay under the water as long as possible.

Suddenly Tuk opened her mouth to talk, drawing your attention. "Neteyam, you and y/n are mated? Becaus-" Lo'ak plugged Tuk’s mouth with Teylu, getting a tender pout from the little girl. "Tuk, you’re talking too much, eat something" Lo'ak said embarrassed as Neteyam blushed and looked slightly away as he scratched the back of his head. "No, just friends. We’re just friends, Tuktirey" you said smiling, while Lo'ak held back a smile that was certainly containing a laugh. Your eyes shook him in the moment, while Kiri had managed to connect the dots in her mind. Kiri looked first at Neteyam and then at you, noticed how the brother swallowed in embarrassment and tried to hide the blush on his cheeks, and how you looked at Lo'ak badly for his expression and embarrassed smile. The marks on Neteyam’s chest and the small scratches behind his back, and then he noticed some hickeys in the upper thigh and closer to your intimacy. She nodded in silence, while a dark veil covered her face after realizing, feeling bad for you, since most likely you did not know yet. "Friends? You seem so close though" Tuk said with his mouth still full, as Lo'ak sighed with relief as he hadn’t mentioned that little detail that only Neteyam could have told you. "is because I am his Karyu, in this month he spent more time with me because of the lessons that with the other Na'vi of the village" Neteyam’s head nodded agreeing.

The evening continued along the same lines: funny stories, Tuktirey insisting that you and Neteyam were a couple, Lo'ak and Neteyam trying to silence her in their strange language and Kiri maybe contemplating death and then talking to you gently. Towards the end of the evening, the Sullys went to sleep in Neteyam’s hut, as they would leave the next day late in the afternoon. You were happy to have met the Sullys, you had discovered how they were simply Na'vi with their flaws and merits; it made you laugh as Jake seemed so trained when Neytiri spoke over him or corrected his grammar, you found them tender… Now that you were lying in the part of the hut dedicated to you, you couldn't help but smile as you looked out of the window hole, still lying on your carpet, talking quietly to the stars and the wind. This was something you often did when you needed to vent both positively and negatively, it made you feel so close to your sister, and you hoped she would hear you tell her about your experience with the Sullys. A gentle breeze came into your room and made you smile, thinking it was Ney'nari’s answer, interpreting that breeze as your sister’s encouragement to move on and continue to bond with that family you were afraid of before and disgusted with.

"Y/n… y/n, are you awake?" a voice coming from outside made you get up from the ground and look out the window, and then notice Neteyam looking for something on the ground, as to hit the window to attract your attention. "I’m awake. What are you doing here at this hour?" you said noting the late hour. Neteyam’s face rose and smiled as he looked out the window. "I told you, I can’t sleep if you don’t say good night, Ma Tanhì," his voice was slightly lowered, so as not to attract the attention of sleepers in the village. He approached your window, albeit slightly higher from where he was. "Skxawng, go to sleep. If they found you there they would skin you" you whispered, trying to make your voice heard only to him. You had to hold back a smile for that gesture as foolish as it was sweet, which had particularly impressed you. "Then say good night, so I have quiet dreams." His eyes chained to yours, watching the little smile that was born on your face. "Goodnight, 'Teyam," you said quietly as you put your cheek on the palm of your hand, noting how happy and uplifted Neteyam seemed after your words. "Good night, ma eywa," you blushed when he called you "Eywa," you didn’t expect it and he knew it. He looked up to you as you smiled like a carefree child thanks to him. After seeing you smile like this, he would surely have had more than golden and serene dreams.

Your gaze fell on him again, his eyes open as he watched you as if you were his entire universe, so much love in those golden eyes that made you blush and smile. You looked at each other in silence for a few minutes, while he was mimicking you with sweet words that you could understand even without hearing his voice. "ma eywa, sweet dreams… nga yawne lu oer" The boy’s voice made all the love and adoration he felt for you, making you smile. You sent him a kiss with your hand, which he took theatrically and carried to his heart, doing the same with you before leaving. Now your back was leaning just below the window, while your hands were resting on your chest, at heart level, squeezing that flying kiss that Neteyam had left you. Neteyam had become the cure you needed after all the years you spent hiding your unhappiness from the world; small gestures like these simply brought you closer to that precipice that was love. You should have been afraid, you were a woman already mated for years, soon the rite of Tsaheylu with Tul'pey would have come, but your mind was poisoned by Neteyam. You fell asleep with a sweet smile on your face, asking Eywa to pass the night quickly so that you could see Neteyam again as soon as possible, you were already missing his sweet touch and scent.

Eywa welcomed you into the dream world and granted your wish, bringing the morning quickly. When your eyes opened, the rays of the two suns hit your face, and for the first time it didn’t even bother you. You got out of bed with a smile on your face and when your parents saw you so sunny they were strangled, they smiled at you and you needed some berries and fruits that they had gone to get from the shed. "Ma'ite, today you shine more than the suns." Your father’s voice made you smile and nod as you savored the sweet juice of the Yovo fruit. "It’s true, what delights your heart so much, ma'ite? We haven’t seen you like this for years." Your mother continued, before passing a hand through your braids and giving you a maternal smile. It was true, Ney'nari’s death had marked you in everything: the smiles were false and if they were true you noticed with how much weakness you held them in face; your character more off and calm to emulate that of your sister, totally making you another person; the way you seemed to sprinkle joy and tranquility made them think for a moment that their sweet, rebellious and old y/n was back. "It’s just a beautiful day, no big deal." You whispered with slight blush on your cheeks as you squinted under your mother’s caresses.

After breakfast, you changed your clothes and rushed out of your hut, hoping to see Neteyam soon. You arrived in front of his hut and welcomed by Tuk, who had apparently just woken up, but did not deprive you of her sweet welcoming smile. "Looking for Neteyam? he went to the village with Lo'ak a little while ago" Her sleepy voice made her even more tender, made you think if Neteyam had the same tenderness as a child. " Thank you Tuktirey" You answered her and then laid a hand on her head, slightly upsetting her braids, while she laughed softly. You thanked Tuk before going to the center of the village to look for the two brothers. You met Lo'ak right away, and he seemed quite insistent on not letting you go looking for Neteyam, not understanding why he was so ambiguous. "Lo'ak, please, let me go find Neteyam" you said gently, repeating yourself several times before abruptly departing from him, following the sound of two voices, one of which sounded vaguely like Neteyam’s. Once you got to where the voices came from, you could distinguish Neteyam’s shoulders and back, but not with whom he was speaking, even though the female voice was unequivocal. "Shit, I tried to stop her…" Lo'ak said once he reached you, spinning Neteyam and showing the figure of a beautiful and tall Na'vi, with long black braids adorned with feathers and flowers typical of the forest; Her clothes were obviously well-made, and you could tell she was of a high status other than that she was definitely a warrior. Your eyes passed from her to Neteyam, failing to understand who Na'vi was close to him.

"Who's she?" Your voice was slightly absent as you looked Neteyam in the eye, looking for sincere answers, but reading only embarrassment and fear in those golden pools. "'Teyam, w-who is she?" you repeated again, not understanding why he didn’t answer right away, and why he wasn’t reassuring you "MaTanhì… she is…" His voice was broken as he searched for words he could not find. Your heart beat in your throat as you felt Lo'ak gently take you by the wrist, as if to take you away from there. "His mate. I am Reyin'al te Sxeke Ninat'ite…" Replied proudly the woman who before was behind Neteyam and who now wrapped her hands around his arm. "… Tsakarem of the Omatikaya" The surprise crept into your gaze, your eyes widening in disbelief before the stark reality that was revealed before you. "Tsakarem of the Omatikaya…" You yanked your wrist from Lo'ak’s grip, as if to get rid of it. Your heart seemed to have stopped like your breath, your eyes that were before on the woman, now they returned to the face of Neteyam who did not have the courage to look at you.

All the happiness that was before in your body evaporated like water under the scorching sun, your eyes went out of disbelief and it hurt you that Neteyam now didn’t even look you in the eye, giving you a tacit statement to what the girl had said. You would have wanted him to say 'No, it’s a misunderstanding' or something to cheer you up, but he didn’t. You searched in vain for his gaze for endless seconds, and then you tightened your jaw and nodded at the Na'vi who answered you, and then you turned around and left as your heart fell apart. You heard footsteps behind you following you, but you didn’t turn around for a second, because you knew if the steps were Neteyam’s, you would collapse in front of him. You found yourself immersed in a whirlwind of emotions as you ran away from him, a tumultuous tornado that tore your soul apart. A wave of pain swept over you, like a fist to the chest that left you breathless. Your heart, first filled with joy, broke into a thousand pieces, leaving a deep wound burning inside you while. The feeling of emptiness warmly welcomed you, as if something essential had been ripped from you. Anger enveloped you like a burning fire, a flame that blazed in the depths of your being. The bitterness is mixed with tears running across your face, cursing you for not being strong enough to hold them. The confusion struck you, and along with it the overlapping questions in your mind, looking for an answer that can make sense of what you heard. You felt lost in a maze of conflicting emotions, unable to find a way out. Sadness envelops you, a heavy mantle that oppresses you and makes you feel deaf to the words of the boy who was following you. Your world has fallen with such speed that even your certainties were dissolved.

A warm hand but too strong to be Neteyam’s kept you from running away. Once you turned to the owner of the hand you noticed that the person who followed you was Lo'ak, and a sense of desolation covered your face. "Y/n… I tried to-" Lo'ak’s voice snapped when he noticed your shiny, slightly red eyes, immediately realizing he had no excuse. " He would have told you… he was waiting for the right moment." He said before he looked away from you, lest you feel uneasy at the tears that streaked your face without your will. You swelled your chest several times, trying to regain the gift of the word, which had been taken away from you by that storm of emotions that had exploded in you. " Isn’t it too late for that? He had plenty of time to talk to me about her." Your broken voice made an idiot hear the boy in front of you, as if anything in his brother’s defense would be in vain. "Y/n.. I understand, I tried to keep you from looking for Neteyam because of that, because I knew he wanted to talk to you first," he continued, letting go of your wrist. "If so, he would be in your place now." Your tone was sour and poisonous, to this statement of yours Lo'ak did not know how to respond without looking like a complete idiot.

He knew you were right, you were absolutely right to feel that way and to be angry. Before he snapped to follow you, the look of Neteyam watching you leave gave him the courage to do what his older brother couldn’t. He was sure Neteyam would tell you, he wasn’t a liar, you could trust him and his word, but Reyin'al’s sudden arrival had ruined all the plans. Neteyam had never loved Reyin'al, they had grown up together, known by the whole clan as the two strongest and most admirable warriors, Mo'at had paired them from an early age saying that their union would bring greatness to the Clan. Despite this, Neteyam had always seen Reyin'al more as a friend than a mate, he had grown up with the love stories of Neytiri and Jake and dreamed of meeting his soulmate like them. He had always felt too close in that relationship, so much so that he had never really tried to make it work, he wanted to try 'true love', fight to meet it and have a sweet ending like his mother’s. Neytiri had always supported his son’s dream, clashing with Jake who agreed with the decision of the elderly Tsahik, reminding him several times that she was destined for another man but still chose her partner. And Neteyam had finally figured out how his mother felt about her father when he saw you, falling in love with you day by day.

"Just yesterday he was under my window, sending me kisses and sweet words, and then…. receiving this poisoned knife. Don’t tell me you’re gonna tell me because I don’t believe a word of it." You hissed before you walked away from Lo'ak, hearing him say something remotely like "Kenten mì kumpay…" Blood was boiling in your veins for trusting him. The pain spread in you like a fire burning in your chest, a feeling of weight that oppresses your breath. Every beat of your torn heart seems to recall the bloody wound that made you lose your breath, a excruciating pain that spreads in every fiber of your being. Feeling you vulnerable as your knees found peace on the grass, near the precipice where it faced the sea.

A reluctant hand landed on your shoulder as you growled. "Lo'ak, go away." Your tone was high, it was releasing all the pain that was building up in you. "Ma Tanhì… I-" You walk away from that delicate touch as if you were struck with burning iron when you realized that voice belonged to Neteyam and not to Lo'ak.

Neteyam had found the strength to follow you and his brother only after a few minutes of derealization and shame, but when he managed to reach you you were already gone and it was Lo'ak who showed him the way to find you. His remorseful look was on your back, hoping to see your face and explain the situation. "Go.away." You spelled it with clenched teeth, giving him your back as you wiped away tears that seemed not to want to stop coming out of your eyes. He swallowed, taking a long breath to start talking. "Ma Tanhì… let me just explain, please" His voice was broken as he tried to explain himself, seeking your consent to speak. You rose from the ground and looked him in the eyes with contempt and disappointment, your shiny and slightly swollen eyes destroyed him more than your words could. You shook your hands in a fist to try to condense your anger as Neteyam’s gaze became increasingly guilty.

"Explain? What do you want to explain. You have a partner and you didn’t tell me." Your words hit her skin like arrows. "You knew about Tul'pey, and you didn’t tell me about that 'Reyin'al'." Your voice was filled with hate as you yelled at him against words that scratched his skin and soul. "I wanted to-" you stopped him with a wave of your hand, and then growled at him. " You lied. You lied and deceived me." Neteyam’s jaw twitched as he listened silently. "You made promises." You started pushing him backwards.

The tension was now palpable in the air, not the usual pleasant tension, a destructive and cramped. Your eyes burn with anger and disappointment, your hands hit hard on his chest making him back, trying to vent all his frustration and pain in one blow. Driven by the anger and wound that had crept into your heart, you struck his chest at other times, letting each blow be a cry of protest against his actions. Each punch, slap or push was accompanied by sharp words, screams of pain and growls that intertwined with your anger. But unlike Tul'pey, Neteyam accepted your desperate cry and took each blow in silence, letting you vent on his body if it would help you feel better. "I hate you. I hate you, Neteyam. I hate you with all my heart," you yelled at him in the face as you held back every tear, as your fingers sought a foothold on him, scratching his chest before pushing him again. He wanted to hug you and let you cry over him, but he understood that now your wound was still fresh and bleeding brutally.

"I want you to leave. Now. Never come back. Go away with your parents today. I don’t want to see you again." You said to then walk away from him, while your hands were still shaking from the rush of emotion that passed through your body. "Go away. Take away your promises and your partner. I put myself at risk for you…. and you ruined everything! " This time Neteyam’s hand approached you, and then was struck by your hand. "Everything I said, I really meant it. Every promise, every compliment, everything was true… She's not you. I never wanted her, I want you, ma Tanhì…" Your eyes still looked at him with disgust as your heart betrayed you by beating so hard for those words. " You lied. You’re a liar. I don’t believe you." You answered with clenched teeth, before screaming to relieve the tension. "I didn’t lie to you… please, ma Tanhì, listen to me." His voice was broken as he tried to get close to you, being rejected. He felt guilty, he promised never to make you cry again, love you and make you happy, but now he was holding in his hands the pieces of your broken heart. "Go away. I said you have to go away!" You yelled at him, his eyes lowered to the ground. He didn’t know whether to listen to your request and let you go or be deaf to your voice and insist on his position.

Neteyam took a deep breath, approaching you and taking your arms, looking you in the eye. "Ma Tanhì, listen to me and if you want I’ll leave. I never wanted to be with Reyin'al, we have been mated all our lives, without choice. I fell in love with you, just you and every aspect of you. I feel horrible, a monster, seeing that I hurt you so much, it was not my intention… I swear to Eywa" A tear twisted Neteyam’s face and laid his forehead on yours. You took a deep breath, repressing all those feelings sent from your still bleeding heart and growled at him. " I would have told you, I swear, I would have… Reyin'al came unannounced and ruined everything, believe me. Let me fix this… I-" "Do not touch me. Don’t touch me anymore." You said growling, then try to get away from his grip. "I'm begging.. Don’t reject me" he whispered in a tone of voice that died in his throat and let all his pain shine through, but also the desire to keep you close. "Go to your partner. Just go." you made sure to spell the words, then feel his hands let go and hesitate before leaving. " Go. GO AWAY!" you yelled at him again, clenching your jaw and struggling with the conflicting feelings that were being born in you.

It was clear that Neteyam wanted to continue the speech, you could read it in his face: his shiny eyes that hesitated on your hands and then your eyes, as his jaw twitched, the way his tail sent you specific signals, or the way his voice died in his throat. He accepted your request and disappeared into the forest, while you dried your tears and your hands spoke the cold ground beneath you, as if to seek some comfort. You wanted him to stay, but at the same time you wanted him to leave; to kiss you, but you wanted to hurt him, to hear his words, but you were deaf. You spent a few hours in that place, letting nature embrace and welcome you, remembering that you could ask for advice and receive comfort from your sister by making Tsaheylu with one of the voices trees that was placed just a short distance from there. You needed guidance and someone who understood your emotions, so who better than your sister to help you figure out the way to go?