#tsaheylu

[tsukioreo]

Day 6 - Tsaheylu -

This was such a fun piece to draw… It looks so soft, I hope you’ll like it as much as I do

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Curious

Human!reader x Recom!Lyle

Summary: Lyle doesn't like his new body much, until reader and him discover something interesting.

Recomweek Day 6: Tsaheylu

There was a lot to hate about coming back in this body. Lyle found the strength and speed fun and was happy it made him a better soldier. It was the little everyday things that grated on his nerves. Like navigating rooms that were just not built for his size or the food. Lab coats had swiped anything appealing from him, demanding he follow the strict Na'vi diet. Yeah because that's what every man wants after a hard day, grubs and...was that bark?

He poked at his plate, shifting the odd coloured food around. Most of the others seemed to be working their way through the meal. Though most still pulled faces or swallowed items whole to avoid the texture.

"Lighten up bud!" Fike smiled and jabbed him in the ribs. Lyle grunted, knocking his shoulder. He couldn't even he angry in peace. Every twitch of his ears or flick of tail sang his feelings to the world. There was no hiding how he felt at any given moment.

A light hand settled on his shoulder, giving a tight squeeze before you draped your body against his back. Lyle felt his tell tail purr rising in his chest and fought to suppress it. He'd purr to his hearts content in private with you but the sound embarrassed him in front of his team mates.

"Hey babe." He grinned as your head shifted over his shoulder. You pecked his cheek before heading back to work. Lyle supposed the one upside to being so readable was you. He'd not have had the courage to ask you out himself, not while he was still adjusting anyway. You'd been familiar with avatars and even some natives though. On your first date you'd told him how you'd caught his body language and it'd given you the push to go for it.

Still he'd been the first lean in for a kiss, to open your relationship to a more physical space. He could keep his pride at that. He found you later that evening, tugging you against him.

You shared lazy kisses in his bed. He didn't think either of you wanted to go much further tonight, both being already so tiered. Still it was enough just to be close. He had lain with his back against the wall, his knees raised so you could sit against his thighs. Your legs supporting your weight by pressing against backboard. It left you spread wide as each foot was on either side of his broad chest.

Part of him still preened over your height difference. It felt good to be so much bigger, stronger. Being able to scoop you up like you weighed nothing at all or caging you between his arms under him. His cock twitched just thinking about it.

Lyle leaned forward intent of capturing your lips once more but was stopped by a painful tug. He let out a hiss, tugging the braid forward. It'd been caught behind him and the sensitive core hadn't liked being pulled. He hated the appendage, he'd shaved his head for a reason before and now he was stuck with this 4 foot nuisance.

You cooed, running your fingers down the length of the braid. It hadn't been something you'd talked about but Lyle could tell it fascinated you. Beyond being something to tug or grasp when he was on top of you, it was something that intrigued your scientists mind.

However you seemed to be holding back from your interest. Perhaps it was a cultural thing for the Na'vi? Something Lyle hadn't considered relevant until now. Or considering how he reacted in bed when you touched it, maybe you thought it wasn't polite to go poking around.

Lyle gave you an easy smile, taking the braid gently from your hand. Before you could return focus to his face, he turned the end in his hand. The loose hair at the bottom fell away, revealing the searching nerves.

He kept in a laugh at your widening eyes, instead admiring the reflected glow in them. The nerves danced, swirling around in their exploration. Your hand twitched, rising a centimeter before stilling again. Lyle met you questioning gaze and answered by passing you the braid.

Your grip was loose and gentle. Lyle felt his breath hitch at the contact. Your fingers rising again to the scouting tendrils. He felt stripped bare, every sense alive and focused on you. He understood your hesitation now. Had this been anyone but you it'd have felt a violation. Instead he felt whole, an overwhelming sense of completeness as he stared down at your fingers.

Just a couple more millimeters and you'd make contact. Your eyes flicked up again to his, asking for the final permission. Lyle's eyes dragged away from your hands, meeting your own. He couldn't see what you did. The way his pupils were blown, his slack face with an expression teetering on trepidation.

Still Lyle nodded and you let a finger tip brush the light hair like receptors on a tendril. It jumped, flicking back before probing forward. The bundle reached out as a whole now and wrapping around, across your palm and in between each finger.

It was a strange sensation. You'd liken it to the sting of a nettle, except where it burned through your nerves these soothed. Your skin felt warm and buzzing in the areas around each nerves grip. Your eyes moved from the strange sight back to Lyle.

At first you registered the expression as pain but in the same moment realized it wasn't. It was the same expression he'd made when his own bliss tipped over the edge and euphoria washed through him. A low growl escaped his lips.

Lyle couldn't find words to describe how it felt. Every cell of his being alive and aware and dragging him into you, through you. All at once he felt himself affixed to you. If he'd allowed himself to believe in a soul he'd have said his had been tethered to yours. No it was stronger than that, you'd been welded together. Your everythings melted down and made to one whole.

You stayed like that, each moment passing intertwined together in an ancient rite. When Lyle's face relaxed and his eyes fluttered open, you moved to untangle your hand. His hand caught your wrist firmly, the other moving quickly to cup your face.

"No." He pushed out. He found his words caught in his throat, unable to fully express the instinctual drives puppeting him now. Though he couldn't articulate it he knew in his being that he had began something. That he needed to complete it. He needed to mate you.

You felt heat pool in your core. The tingling warmth spreading from your hand, running through your veins. You let out a needy whine as your hip twitched involuntarily. A desperation growing in your mind with each infinitely long second. Lyle wasn't close enough, you needed him closer, as close as he could get.

Lyle felt himself slip further and further. His mouth crashing against yours, all teeth and tongue. Gone was any hint of the exhaustion he'd felt before. You gripped his face with your free hand, letting out a keening whine when his mouth moved to your neck. Lyle tipped you back gently, resting you in the nest of blankets.

His senses flooded with the scent of you, the fresh waves of your arousal almost stung with their intensity. His hands were too slow to unbutton so he opted for shredding, tearing the layers that so wrongfully separated your skin from his. His own boxers where ripped off last, freeing his swelling cock, already unsheathed.

You tried to sit up, to reach and pull Lyle to you but his large hand pushed your chest back down. You mewled in despair, needing desperately to feel him again. Lyle's other hand stroked through your folds, so wet already from the lazy make-out or maybe some instinct to prepare you for him.

He couldn't wait, satisfied you were already prepared he plunged in. You screamed out, gripping the sheets as he rolled back and snapped back in. The rapture flooding your senses left you shaking already, your walls tightening and milking Lyle's strokes.

He lent down over you, pulling your back up so he could mouth against your chest. Swirling tongue around each nipple in turn, nuzzling into the flesh. His other hand kneading breast, hip, thigh before falling to your clit. You let out another wail, digging nails into his back, other hand twitching against the glowing tendrils.

Lyle could already feel himself reaching his summit, his hips stuttering and stokes becoming uneven. He pressed and circled your clit more, desperate to feel your release around him first. He tucked his head into the crook of your neck, sucking the flesh. Your moans were louder now, your own pleasure so intense your mouth hung open and a light drool leaked.

Lyle felt his fangs burn in his mouth, heat throbbing through them with a need he didn't understand. He grazed them against the flesh of your throat. Your hips bucked, your velvety falls pressing against his cock, milking his orgasm out of him. You screamed his name, wave after wave coursing through you as he rode it out. His cum painting your walls as he bit down on at the base of your neck.

You barely felt it passed the euphoria, your head spinning, vision starring. His tongue flattening and swiping up the trickles of blood. Lyle felt spent, pulling out from you and flopping weakly against your chest. The tendrils of his queue retracted, freeing your hand again. You felt almost faint, the intensity of your orgasm leaving you more exhausted than ever.

You flexed the hand, feeling a buzz through its numbness. It took a few more minutes before you became aware of the pain in your neck, the burning wound bringing reality back to you.

"Did you bite me?" You whispered, a nervous laugh tickling past your lips. Lyle's head snapped up, eyes zeroing in on the indents of his teeth. He felt a sudden wave of fear pass through him. He'd went too far, you'd be pissed and you'd leave and he couldn't have that. Still even though his queue was back behind him, he felt the same connection to you. He couldn't bare the severing of it, you couldn't leave you were his!

Your hand met his cheek, stroking it gently as your eyes fluttered shut. Lyle's heart settled, shifting himself up to curl around you. His throat still swallowed his words so he let his hands circle round you, tugging you against his chest, his tail wrapping around your thigh.

Mine.

[froot-loops-cereal]

how tsaheylu goes with them

Characters: Miles Quaritch, Jake Sully, Tonowari

gn!reader (Na’vi)

Note: This is my first imagine/headcannon thing! I’m pretty new to writing stuff like this, so I hope I can improve as the days go by <3

Oh if anyone does happen to see this I’m always open to requests because ya girl has the creativity of a block of cheese.

Miles Quaritch

He’s initially reluctant of how the bond will go since he still holds the memories of his human self.

Up until getting to know you, he still deemed the Na’vi as primitive and refused to give into their customs despite how much his Na’vi soul longed for it.

Upon reaching the Tree of Voices, he’s on high alert and continues to keep his guard up until you reassure him that it would be okay.

But as soon as your queues connect and he’s hit with that euphoric connection, his body eases up, the tension on his shoulders disappearing.

Despite doubting the legitimacy of Eywa at first, the connection allows him to see the world with greater clarity.

Tsaheylu with him feels like fireworks and bursts of colors. He’s unsure how to take in all of these new feelings, but he holds onto them just for you.

It especially has him viewing you with 2x the amount of love and passion he had before tsaheylu happened.

“Now how’s this shit work?“ Miles thinks out loud, speaking moreso to ease the mistrust in his body rather than to fill the silence. He looks up and scours the pink-lit area with his eyes, feels his heartbeat racing in his chest.

Kneeling down underneath the tree, you gently bring him down so that your knees touch, his hands in your own.

“You are impatient.” You jut two fingers against the firmness of his chest. “This isn’t shit.” Your voice raises in emphasis before retracting your hand from his reach. “This is tsaheylu, skxawng .“

His ears can’t help but lower at how adorable you sounded when reprimanding him.

“Yeah. That’s what I meant.” He scoots forward. “Talls-hey-loo.“

“Tsaheylu.“ You correct once more before taking your queue between your fingers and bringing it between you two and letting the nerves hidden by the braid’s design unfurl in the brisk evening air.

Wordlessly, Miles mirrors your actions with his own queue before the two intertwine and connect with the other.

All at once he’s hit with a jolt of electricity through his body. The euphoric feeling lulls his body into a tranquil state, inebriates his veins until his heartbeat drums in sync with yours. Above all, he sees you in all your entirety.

You are his catalyst, his motivation, his muse. You are like the fire that lights up explosions in his heart, relentless and fleeting but breathtaking all the same.

Your emotions are vibrant hues swimming in his vision, the starbursts of color in your eyes twinkling before him like fireworks. He feels all the anger, sadness, and rage drain from his body as he reaches a divine state of peace.

Closing his eyes, he exhales sharply, a small smile tugging on his lips as he pulls you in closer against his body.

You were his and he was yours; that was a fact and he would much sooner wither away than let anything stand against that.

  Jake Sully

Having spent months learning the practices of the Na’vi people, Jake is definitely mentally prepared to make the bond.

Though despite having heard about tsaheylu and its ritual process, he’s visibly nervous. His emotions are not yet stilled.

He’s been to the Tree of Voices before, but never like this, so the new experience is slightly jarring to him.

Tsaheylu with Jake feels like soothing mists, or like the wind on your backs as you climb through the trees. 

It’s freeing, a breath of fresh air, and most importantly peaceful.

In that moment, nothing else matters except for you  — you and all the love you two shared right then and there.

It becomes a core memory for him that transcends decades.

“You are nervous?“ 

Hearing the worry in your tone and studying the confusion written on your face, Jake immediately shakes his head and squeezes your hands softly,

“No no,“ he reassures you, interlocking your fingers together as he grants you a crooked grin. “I want this. I want you.“ He’s never been more sure of anything in his life.

You pause and giggle. Your smile is like diamonds underneath the light of the stars and he cannot help but feel so incandescently enamored by just the sight of you.

To want and to have is a beautiful thing, he thinks. Not everyone can have what they want and not everyone can experience the beauty of another person like he is now. He wishes he could pause time for the two of you, so you can run off under the moon and bask in the light of one another for as long as you wanted to.

The trees surrounding you two seem to grow brighter when you enter and sit side-by-side, your queues combining like clockwork.

The bond between you is kind and passionate, a guiding breeze of clarity among the clutter in your minds. His stress is completely null in this moment and all he wishes for is an eternity with you.

Your soul dances with his and is carried away with the wind, so much that you can almost feel it against your skin. In this moment, it’s just two free spirits rekindling their love and letting their emotions overflow in joy and in abundance.

Jake is absolutely smitten, his heart so filled with love that it overflows from the touch of your soul against his.

Tonowari

Tonowari is more experienced than you are with the Metkayina traditions.

He holds your hand through it and is a gentle, beckoning voice throughout the entire process.

He wants everything to go perfectly for your sake.

Tsaheylu between you two is akin to the flow of the ocean that surrounds you. Water flows like how life does, both moving in unison.

He craves to be deeply connected to you and your spirit, having hoped for this for a long time.

He loves very deeply and it can be felt through your connection. Likewise, the love you feel for him refreshes him even in a troubled state of mind.

When Tsaheylu is over, you’re already asleep in his arms, his fingers gently caressing your hair. 

“Trust.“ He lifts your chin up to meet his eyes, the markings on his face wrinkling from the smile on his lips. “And let me guide you.“

You swallow hard, but nod, knowing he would never do anything to harm you. “I trust in you.” Your promise solidifies his resolve and he sits you down against the gentle waters of the sacred grounds.

When your queues reach for each other and the link is complete, all the love between you two flows in like a rushing tide. The waves of your hearts flow in and out steadily, a constant state of give and take. 

The feeling is so pure, so genuine that he is absolutely certain that you are his destiny. The way of water resides within him and within you, two spiraling currents skipping alongside each other.

Your ears relax and his follow suit. Whatever you feel, he feels, and vice versa. He is the breath of fresh air you inhale after coming up from the water, and you are the warmth of the ocean enveloping him.

There are no words to fully explain how he feels except bliss. You, your mind, and your spirit are the embodiment of bliss to him and it wasn’t going to change no matter the hardships that passed.

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A protection against those dreams

Testting my new pen display tablet...

[okeutocalma]

Avatar o caminho da água [MALE READER].

Parte 01!

A aparência do [Nome].

[Nome] caminhou lentamente com os pés fazendo contato com a areia. O sol brilhava no céu azul enquanto o som das ondas ecoava ao redor.

 O Metkayina fechou os olhos e inspirou profundamente, sentindo a brisa fresca do mar em seu rosto. 

Com um sorriso no rosto, o Alpha começou a caminhar na água rasa, sentindo a areia fria e úmida sob seus pés.

Ele deu mais um passo e, de repente, a água cobriu suas pernas. O Na'vi estremeceu com a sensação, mas logo sentiu uma sensação incrível de carinho e conforto. Era como se o mar estivesse envolvendo-o em um abraço quente e acolhedor.

[Nome] deixou escapar um suspiro de deleite, sentindo uma leveza em seu coração. Colocando um pé na frente do outro, ele moveu-se lentamente para águas mais profundas, até que a água chegasse a sua cintura. 

Ao olhar para o horizonte, ele ficou novamente, maravilhado com a beleza do oceano que se estendia à sua frente.

Sentindo o vento soprar em seus cabelos e a água salgada em sua pele azul clara, [Nome] percebeu que não havia lugar melhor para se estar. Ele estava verdadeiramente em paz e feliz dentro daquele abraço carinhoso do mar.

 Foi então que houve um movimento na água à sua frente que te chamou atenção. O jovem Alpha franziu a testa, tentando identificar o que era, até que viu o ilu se aproximando. Um sorriso enfeitou seus lábios.

O ilu deslizou suavemente pela água, sua cabeça saltando à superfície do oceano. Ele se aproximou ainda mais e, finalmente, parou bem ao lado de [Nome]. Sem hesitar, o Metkayina estendeu a mão e acariciou a cabeça do animal que só faltou ronronar.

O ilu pareceu apreciar o carinho, sua pele lisa e fria sob as mãos do Na'vi. Ele continuou a acariciar o animal, maravilhado com a sensação de conexão que sentia com ele.

Em pouco tempo, o ilu começou a se mover novamente, seus músculos flexíveis movendo-se graciosamente na água. 

Ele nadou em círculos ao redor de [Nome], às vezes encostando na cauda forte e poderosa do macho, mostrando sua habilidade e força poderosas.

De maneira encantada ele observou, até que o ilu se afastou e continuou a nadar em direção ao horizonte. 

Foi então que ele percebeu um movimento no céu acima dele e, ao olhar para cima, viu um grupo de Ikrans se aproximando. 

[Nome] observou com admiração enquanto os animais voavam com graça, seus enormes corpos brilhando sob a luz do sol.

Um suspiro alto escapou dos lábios do  quando ele viu os Ikrans voando em círculos cada vez menores, parecendo se preparar para pousar. Ele se moveu lentamente, não querendo assustar os animais majestosos.

Os Ikrans descem graciosamente para pousar na areia, suas asas batendo em um ritmo poderoso enquanto eles reduziam a velocidade. [Nome] ficou observando, fascinado, enquanto os gigantes se aproximavam cada vez mais.

 O Alpha saiu do mar com uma sensação de renovação. A água fresca tinha limpado sua mente e seu corpo, e ele estava se sentindo plenamente relaxado. 

Enquanto ele seguia pela praia, viu um grupo de Na'vi observando-o em cima dos ikran e antes de outros da suas aldeias se aproximarem você chegou perto. Ele sabia que não deveria se aproximar deles, mas um movimento no ar chamou sua atenção e ele olhou para cima.

Ignorando os Na'vi provavelmente da floresta que o observavam, [Nome] correu para o Ikrans. Ele chegou perto o suficiente para dar um carinho na criatura, sentindo a textura de suas asas macias sob seus dedos. 

Ele sentiu-se grato por ter tido essa oportunidade única, e sorriu enquanto o Ikrans voava alto no céu. O alpha sabia que os Na'vi podiam não entender seu apreço pelos animais da floresta, mas isso não importava. 

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Ao'nung.

Ao'nung caminhava pela praia, sentindo a areia gelada sob seus pés descalços. O sol sobre a pele dele era reconfortante.

Ele estava perdido em pensamentos reconfortantes, sobre que presente ele poderia dar ao seu prometido, afinal assim que eles mostravam carinho e também assim mostrava que estavam cortejando um ao outro (mesmo já tendo a mão prometida).

Porém, algo chamou a atenção do ômega. Ele ouviu uma comoção crescendo perto do final da praia. Curioso, correu na direção do tumulto para descobrir o que estava acontecendo.

Ao se aproximar, Ao'nung viu uma família estranha cercada por vários Metkayinas. Pareciam estar tentando se comunicar.

Os recém-chegados eram claramente de fora do clã, e o ômega sentiu-se um pouco desconfortável com sua presença naquela região. Ele se aproximou devagar, e acabou chamando atenção, afinal os outros se afastaram em sinal de respeito ao filho do líder.

Ao'nung observou a família que acabara de chegar no recife com estranheza. Ele os observou de cima a baixo, tentando entender o que eles estavam fazendo ali. Ao'nung rapidamente percebeu que eles eram de fora do clã e que eram muito diferentes dos Na'vis que ele conhecia.

Antes que pudesse dizer qualquer coisa, ele notou que o Alpha dele estava fazendo carinho em um grande animal. 

O mesmo olhou para [Nome] com carinho antes de soltar um suspiro baixo e caminhar até o parceiro.

O Ikran parecia feliz e relaxado, e Ao'nung sabia que isso só era possível graças ao laço que [Nome] tinha com os animais.

Ao'nung respirou fundo, sentindo o ar fresco enchendo seus pulmões. Ele sabia que estava prestes a aprender muito com esses visitantes e, sem medo, se aproximou da família brevemente, puxando [Nome] pelos cabelos até ambos ficarem ao lado da irmã.

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— Eu procuro refúgio para minha família — Jake respondeu ,algo que Tonowari não esperava.

— Nós somos povo do recife, vocês são da floresta… 

Os pais conversando com a Ronal e Tonowari, com o canto do olho , [Nome] reparou um menino olhando para os três.

Ele apertou um pouco a mão de Aonung enquanto observava a interação da Tsahik com a família .

— [Nome], venha. —  Tonowari chamou o alfa mais novo, que rapidamente atendeu o pedido e chegou perto dele. — Ele verá se vocês são dignos. — Ele disse aos Sullys. 

Eles te encaravam confusos. 

— Ele é o [Nome]? Ele é apenas uma criança… —  Jake disse para Tonowari. 

O alpha olhou para ele irritado por ele dizer tal coisa na sua cara.

— Por favor, Toruk Makto, não fale asneiras, eu escutei e pedi a grande mãe para atender seu pedido naquela época, não gostei de sua fala… —  O mesmo falou irritado e percebeu que o Sully olhou para a mulher buscando informações, já Neytiri se aproximou e passou as mãos sob meus cabelos como uma forma de carinho.

— [Nome] é nossa conexão mais próxima com Eywa, ele é o único de nós com esse poder. —  Ronal falou.

Você olhou nos olhos de Neytiri e conseguiu ver sua tristeza, saudades de casa e um leve rancor, o cheiro dela levemente azedo , com certa rapidez e carinho [Nome] o abraçou.

 O jovem alfa conseguia sentir todos olhando pra eles, estava olhando para mim o tempo todo, mas fingiu não notar.

A ômega dominante se afastou levemente de você e deu um leve sorriso.

Ao abraçar Neytiri, [Nome] sente uma conexão profunda com a Na'vi e tudo que ela representa. 

Como um peregrino em uma terra estrangeira, ele se pergunta se a presença dos. Com sua mente cheia de dúvidas, ele sente a necessidade de fazer o que foi mandado e buscar orientação da Grande Mãe.

Ainda abraçado a Neytiri, [Nome] fecha os olhos e se concentra na meditação. Ele chama a Grande Mãe em seus pensamentos e pede clareza sobre o papel que os Sullys devem desempenhar. 

"Querida Eywa, me ouça,os Sullys estão em apuros, preciso de sua ajuda agora para tomar a decisão devo dar-lhes um abrigo seguro?"

Eles conhecem o seu povo,e respeitam toda a vida, prometem aprender muito bem, e fazer valer a pena o aprendizado e sua vontade.

Eles precisam de um lar,longe do caos e da opressão, devem estar protegidos, dentro da sua proteção.

"É possível que eles possam ficar no recife com as suas bênçãos?"

Sua sabedoria é abundante, sua bondade é sem igual meu filho, peço que os acolha em seus braços, e que sejam um só com o seu sinal.

O abraço de Neytiri é tão reconfortante que [Nome] sente como se pudesse ficar ali para sempre.

A pele do jovem Alpha tinha uma tonalidade azul clara tão intensa e radiante que parecia iluminar o ambiente. 

Enquanto ele abraçava Neytiri, sua pele começou a brilhar levemente em uma cor dourada, como se pequenos raios de sol estivessem dançando em sua superfície, isso indicava que ele estava conversando com Eywa. 

A luz emitida pela pele de [Nome] parecia provocar um efeito hipnotizante em tudo ao redor, criando um ambiente mágico e encantador. Neytiri, com seus olhos grandes e expressivos, parecia ainda mais bela e encantada.

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[Nome].

Eu me soltei da ômega, me sentindo um pouco tonto por voltar a consciência no meu corpo, me viro lentamente para Olo'eyktan e para a Tsahik e aceno com a cabeça, Eywa permetiu.

Tonowari deu o grito, avisando a todos que a família poderia ficar e de maneira rápida Ao'nung se moveu e me puxou levemente pelo braço, eu me agarrei nele e o abracei colocando meu rosto na curva do pescoço do ômega, sentindo o cheiro e me acalmando até a tontura passar. 

— Nós vamos ensinar a eles nossos caminhos, mas eles serão como bebês aprendendo a andar! Minha filha Tsireya e meu filho Ao'nung junto de [Nome] ensinarão seus filhos.

— Venham! Mostrarei a vocês nossa aldeia e o local onde vão ficar. —  Tsireya disse a eles.

[sylwanin-was-right]

I wonder why the ikran quest was so much less violent and thrilling than what was depicted in A1 and the comics? It was kinda anti-climactic tbh.

And i still feel like the language chosen to describe the bond was too objectifying and one sided. How can an ikran "make [themselves] yours" when the bond is a sacred and mutual relationship between two equals? I digress but I expected there to be more ... ig tussle and struggle to the iknimaya?

Not necessarily just for the thrill (as there was prolly a cinematic reason for it in A1 w the ikran and A2 w the skimwing), but bc it seems it would be congruent w all the language abt it being a relationship that you have to prove urself to the ikran to earn. Even Itu/Eetu said Zomey beat his ass before their tsaheylu and all Avatar ayso'yu, or fans should remember what Neytiri said about how youll know you've been chosen if an ikran tries to kill you. They have agency and are viewed by the Na'vi as autonomous.

Perhaps it would have been too prolonged of a quest for the player if there was an overly scenic pursuit and a skirmish with a frantic wild animal to aquire one of the most advertised and anticipated aspects of the game. Im def no game designer lol. But I do care abt the lore being consistent and Avatar is proving... quite notorious for inconsistencies. Lol

But idk.... was def an interesting choice of writing and interactions. 🤔

[timetravellingshinigami]

Okay so I've calmed down from the entire Varang/Quaritch situation

Anyway here's my thoughts 👋👇

As far as we know Tsaheylu isn't mind control. It's an everlasting bond, communication and sharing thoughts and emotions.

Tsaheylu we know isn't Romantic. The first Tsaheylu bond is between a mother and her child. And most probably father and child after. I have a feeling that siblings can form Tsaheylu as well. Then there is communicating with the animals.

And of course there is the special bond between couples.

Now looking at this it doesn't seem far fetched that Varang can form Tsaheylu with Quaritch without them being a couple. But what i see from the scripts is she is using the bond to bend him to her will?? Is that possible??

Is Varang using the bond the way family uses it to create a sense of trust, familiarity? But of course nothing good can of it OR is she using it the same way Na'vi tame the animals. Especially Ikrans who will fly with only one hunter once the bond is solidified. Is this what Varang is trying to do??

Sis, better have a tragic back story to all of this lmfao.

Well we'll never truly know until we see Avatar 3 and what changes they've done to the scripts.

Even Arsut in the comics who was manipulative af wasn't implied to be doing this.

I'm vibrating with excitement wondering what Varang's story is. Apparently once again Villains are going to be way more intresting than any of the characters uff 😅

[silfernau]

More Prager/Mansk ;D

@recom-week Day 6 - Tsaheylu

NSFW/EXPLICIT 🔞

A follow up to Dense Atmosphere, Prager can't sleep and needs a solution.

Tagged mild dub-con bc they're not fully awake, nothing really scary tho.

Ever questioned why he's got them eye bags?

Enjoy! <3

[syraka]

Avatar theory :

Eywa is actually a kind of consciousness shared by all living beings of Pandora. Whenever an animal (na'vi included) uses his neural whips and makes tsaheylu, all the memories of the two animals are "transmitted" to each other. As a result, the information of each being ends up being transmitted to the nerve centers of Eywa itself.

These nerve centers correspond to the different trees of souls and the trees of voices for example.

The trees of souls, as well as the trees of voices and all that resembles them, are not only sanctuaries respected by the na'vis but also by all the rest of the fauna.

All pandorian animals regularly make the bond with Eywa and thus transmit their memories which also allows Eywa to trigger the different reactions that are visible through the movies.

The trees of souls, as well as the trees of voices and all that resembles them, are not only sanctuaries respected by the na'vis but also by all the rest of the fauna.

When na'vis connect with the trees of voices or with a tree of souls, they can also see memories of all the other animals that bonded to Eywa.

It is through this shared consciousness that pandorian animals can cause events such as passing a soul into a new body for the na'vis. Every pandorian being can also use this connections to his interest in the same way as Eywa to locate or know things they would not have known otherwise.

[purple-hxze]

I'm writing fanfics on here now, starting with Na'vi!Quaritch x Fem!Na'vi reader. I'll probably make this into an extended series? It depends. For the sake of easier writing, I'll be using the name Nuateyat. If you don't like dont read it. It was easier for me to do that rather than write Y/N constantly. Change the name of you want, thats completely okay.

I honestly made this more sweet and cute than I intended but I think it worked out.

Tags/Warnings: Tsaheylu, emotional bonding, Quaritch conflicted and angry about not fitting in as a Na'vi, Reader Comforting Quaritch, Not really much smut but they kiss, Reference to them already being v close

Unpredictable Bond

"Skxawang. You fly your Ikran like a baby." She lightly smacked his bicep, shaking her head and pinching the bridge of her nose as Quaritch landed on the clearing in a very ungraceful manner. Quaritch, furrowing his brows, ignored the comment from Nuateyat: mostly because he still struggled to understand certain Na'vi phrases.

"Let her rest." Nuateyat suggested, starting to make her way towards her camp, Quaritch following close behind. It was difficult. He hated that even after spending so long on the vast planet called Pandora, that he couldn't learn things as quick. As a human, usually he got past these feelings quiet easily. Most days, he would lift weights until he felt lightheaded, coated with sweat in the process; he'd drink a coffee after usually too. But coffee wasn't as accessible on Pandora. Back at base it was, but months back Quaritch got misplaced on a mission after a close call with a thanator. It was that day that a strange na'vi whom was all alone saved him.

Nuateyat was a huntress, who had been living alone within the forests of Pandora for nearly 15 years. She hunted with a spear, and managed to take out the thanator before in shred his guts open. He had healing scars on his abdomen from the attack still, raw and still pink in flesh tone. Something made Quaritch decide to stay with the woman after he had technically healed enough to leave, something that conflicted with not only him but Nuateyat as well.

"Quaritch-" Nuateyat reached a four fingered hand out to him, only got the colonel to grab her wrist suddenly without looking, turning his head after several seconds to look at her. He simply looked at her, holding her wrist; He ran his 5 fingers up to clasp her hand, his eyes switching to express that of something similar to sorrow. "Pretty." He murmured while his eyes were darting over the features on Nuateyat's face, the deep scar on her chest leading to her abdomen. Confused, Nuateyat tilted her head slightly to the side. "You are pretty-" Nuateyat started, only for Quaritch to shake his head slightly, letting go of Nuateyat's wrist. "Sweetheart, I ain't." His tone was that of someone conflicted between feelings. "I ain't even full Na'vi." He showed her his hands, which had five fingers instead of 4, like Nuateyat had. "I don't fit in, y'know, in this...new body." His eyes met her soft green eyes once more.

It took a short while for Nuateyat to speak up, but once she did, she spoke directly to Quaritch. "I see you as Na'vi." She started, putting her hand against his and gently intertwining her fingers with his. "I see you." Even without Tsaheylu, she felt as though she was connected already to Quaritch. The two of them were strange, one an outcast and the other the person she was supposed to be enemies with. "I see you too, but at the same time I don't." Quaritch said in a bit of a frustrated manner, making Nuateyat cup his face and make him look at her. "Stop being miserable." Nuateyat ran her thumb gingerly over his cheek, feeling his smooth blue skin. "You are perfect, in my eyes. Just because you have five fingers, doesn't mean you don't mean anything to me. You are special Quaritch. You are unique." Her words of comfort seemed to help the conflicted man, as his eyes closed softly. He looked content.

"I want to help you." Nuateyat murmured gently, making Quaritch open his eyes and quirk a brow. "What?" Nuateyat sat back on her knees, motioning for Quaritch to follow in pursuit. Once he was sat down in front her her, she moved a hand to grab her braid. "You know of Tsaheylu, the unbroken bond, right?. I know you feel bad about not understanding Na'vi ways...This might help." Nuateyat watched as without hesitation, Quaritch gently grabbed his braid too. "This would bond us together emotionally...right? I don't mind physically either of course, but I just wanted-" Quaritch suddenly paused and clenched his hands when Nuateyat connected her braid to his. His pupils dilated drastically, a sense of surprise and enjoyment rushing through him. "Shit..." Quaritch muttered through gritted teeth, eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head as he felt his mind explode. He felt...closer to Nuateyat, in ways he didn't think we're possible. He felt like he could see her and her mind so much more clearly, like he could feel every emotion from her.

He didn't realize it was the same for Nuateyat, who smiled at him as she experienced his emotions. "This bonds us, soul." She softly touched his chest with one finger. "and mind." She lifted her hand to softly touch his forehead. Quaritch was so quiet, eyes closed...but he opened them quickly. Looking into Nuateyat's eyes, he felt a whole new feeling, one more primal but a feeling he wasn't unfamiliar with. Nuateyat seemed as though she could feel it too, as her pupils dilated as well. Usually being quick to act, he immediately grabbed Nuateyat's cheeks and pulled her close to connect their lips. A spark burst in him when he and Nuateyat did Tsaheylu, it was like he was so much more closer to Nuateyat than they were before. "Quaritch." Nuateyat whispered when they finally seperated their lips, still connected by their braids. "Be quiet, it's okay. I can hear you." Quaritch gingerly pressed a hand to the side of her face, leaning forward to press his forehead against her and eventually putting his other hand on the other side of her face. "I feel you." Quaritch said in a soft tone, his face noticeably relaxed. It was a nice change, to see him so calm...and it felt nice to be connected to him in the most Na'vi way possible. Nuateyat smiled softly, closing her eyes as well. "I feel you too, Quaritch..."

[moon-drunk-monster]

@recom-week Fike! My man didnt die who said that. Tsaheylu for Day 6

[xytheundead]

if I see one more shitty news article going "Reminder! the Na'vi in avatar use their SeX TeNTacLes on animals" I'm gonna fucking lose it lmao they have genitals, yall. ffs. They don't fuck through their queues.

[roxynmae]

In the movies we’re told that tsaheylu between two Na’vi is only performed by mates. Am I wrong assuming that this is only because of tradition rather than an actual reason?

[okeutocalma]

Avatar o caminho da água [MALE READER].

Parte 01

Arte de https://href.li/?https://www.instagram.com/eanaunil/ , agradeço a @pandoraheadcanons por fazer questão de me falar. Sinceramente não sabia já que peguei a foto no Pinterest e nn tinha nada sobre o artista.

Neteyam observou com admiração e também um pouco de surpresa quando um jovem Metkayina se aproximou deles, ignorando completamente a presença da família e indo diretamente acariciar o Ikran que ele estava em cima. 

Ele ficou abismado com a ousadia do outro, mas ao mesmo tempo se sentiu intrigado com a atitude. O Na'vi da idade dele pareceu não se importar com a família, focando toda a sua atenção no Ikran - que estava adorando o carinho, algo que não era comum.

Neteyam observou o animal, que parecia aproveitar o carinho do outro sem nenhuma reação agressiva, o que deixou o jovem Na'vi ainda mais surpreso. Ele sempre viu o Ikran como uma criatura feroz e incontrolável, mas diante daquele contato pacífico, percebeu que existia uma relação de confiança entre o animal e o Metkayina.

Com um pequeno sorriso no rosto, o omatikaya olhou para o de pele clara e para o Ikran, sentindo um misto de emoções. 

Ao sentir um cheiro gostoso que o fez tremer, ele reparou que vinha do garoto, o cheiro forte significava que era um alpha e estava feliz.

O Omatikaya não pode deixar de reparar nas costas tatuadas do macho em sua frente, e ao Alpha se virar e finalmente prestar atenção na família ele sorriu levemente.

Neteyam olhou para o Metkayina com um sorriso animado no rosto. Ele rapidamente levantou a mão e tocou a própria testa, fazendo a saudação tradicional. 

O outro entendeu o gesto e também sorriu, aceitando o cumprimento.

— I see you Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan, é um prazer em te conhecer. — A voz do Alpha era algo agradável aos ouvidos, estimula algo dentro dele que fazia seu ômega quase ronronar em deleite.

— Prazer em te conhecer, eu sou Lo'ak!  — Neteyam quase rosnou ao ver seu irmão tomando a atenção que estava ganhando, e aparentemente Lo'ak estava como ele, quase ronronando em deleite.

Neytiri observou seus dois filhos, tanto Neteyam quanto Lo'ak, se aproximando do Metkayina com interesses diferentes do que ela esperava. 

Ela olhou para os filhos, enquanto eles tentavam chamar a atenção de o Metkayina. Ela não pôde deixar de notar como seus filhos pareciam quase ronronar de satisfação ao receberem a atenção do possível guerreiro.

Ela franziu a testa em confusão. Em poucos segundos, ela entendeu o porquê dos dois estavam se aproximando dele.

Os dois estavam se apaixonando? Ou os ômegas deles reconheceram aquele Alpha como parceiro? 

Ao olhar, ela percebeu que era a segunda opção, mas Neytiri sentia bem que isso era um grande problema e quando viu um ômega de pele azulada aparecer atrás do alpha. Ela entendeu que ambos estavam prometidos,assim como ela esteve com Tsu'tey anos atrás.

『••✎••』

— Então, quem é esse [Nome] ? — Lo'ak perguntou a Tsireya

. — Já explicaram para você, não foi? — Ela disse olhando para o omaticaya.

— Sim, mas eu não ouvimos direito. —  Neteyam respondeu, também curioso sobre o Alpha.

— Ele é um Alpha como devem ter reparado, e também é a nossa conexão mais próxima que temos com Eywa , ele é capaz de falar diretamente com a grande mãe sem precisar se conectar com a árvore espiritual… [Nome] também é capaz de controlar a água, mas apenas em uma certa quantidade, quanto mais água ele controla, mais fraco ele fica e pode até desmaiar. —  Tsireya respondeu.

— Por que ele é o único assim então? — Lo'ak perguntou e a na'vi se virou para a família Sully.

— Você faz muitas perguntas, depois eu conto. Aqui é a sua casa. 

Ao serem deixados sozinhos na nova casa, ele foram arrumar tudo e enquanto se ajeitavam Neteyam se aproximou de sua mãe.

Neytiri olhou para o filho com curiosidade, vendo uma expressão estranha em seu rosto. Ele parecia ter algo a dizer, mas estava se contorcendo em uma mistura de ansiedade e vergonha. Eventualmente, ele encontrou coragem para falar.

— Mãe, eu tenho um sentimento muito estranho. Não sei o que é ou o que significa, mas sinto algo estranho no meu peito… Eu senti isso quando vi o tal [Nome].

『••✎••』

[Nome] abraçou Ao'nung com carinho, sentindo o calor do corpo do ômega contra o seu próprio.

 Ele cedeu à tentação de pressionar os lábios contra o pescoço de Ao'nung e exalou um leve suspiro enquanto roçava os lábios na pele macia e delicada de seu prometido.

O ômega ronronou suavemente em resposta, enlaçando seus braços em torno do corpo de [Nome] enquanto inclinava a cabeça para o lado, oferecendo mais espaço para as carícias do Alpha.

O Metkayina sentiu as mãos de Ao'nung acariciando suas costas e sentiu um calafrio ao ouvir o suspiro profundo que escorreu dos lábios carnudos ômega.

[Nome] apertou o parceiro mais fortemente em seus braços enquanto continuava a dar pequenos beijos no pescoço do ômega, respirando seu perfume e se deleitando em sua proximidade.

Por um breve momento, o mundo exterior parecia não existir mais. Ao'nung era tudo o que importava e [Nome] não queria que aquele momento acabasse.

Tsireya sorriu suavemente ao ver seu irmão e [Nome] em uma bolha de carinho entre eles. Depois de um tempo juntos, ela decidiu se aproximar junto dos filhos dos Sullys.

Com um sorriso no rosto, a Metkayina apresenta formalmente seus novos amigos Neteyam, Lo’ak, Kiri e Tuk para [Nome] e Ao'nung. Os quatro jovens mostram-se animados e curiosos, ansiosos para conhecer mais sobre os costumes do clã da água.

— Estes são Neteyam, Lo’ak, Kiri e Tuk. Eles são filhos de Neytiri e Jake, vão ser eles que vamos ensinar.

— Estaremos ensinando a vocês como respirar hoje. — Ao'nung falou para todos, se soltando dos abraços de seu Alpha se virando para eles.

Lo'ak caminhava em direção a Tsireya, se aproximando e sentindo-se um pouco nervoso, mas determinado a perguntar algo importante. Quando ele chegou perto o suficiente, cogitou falar algo.

— Tsireya quando qu- —  

 Tsireya o interrompeu de maneira afobada.

— Te direi mais tarde, tenha paciência. — Ela disse meio afobada e logo olha para os outros. — Primeiro é só entrar na água e se acostumar com isso, é só aproveitar o oceano um pouco enquanto eu falo com o Lo'ak ok? [Nome], você pode ajudar Tuk?

Lo'ak ficou momentaneamente surpreso com a interrupção, mas não demorou muito a entender que a Tsireya não queria falar perto dos outros. 

Todos eles acenam com a cabeça e mergulham, o Alpha concordou , com um sorriso leve em seus lábios e foi para o mar acompanhado da sully mais jovem.

 Tsireya se vira e vai até Lo'ak.

— Já que você quer tanto saber. Há apenas um que tenha a conexão como [Nome] tem com Eywa por vez, uma vez que um passa, outra pessoa no clã "se torna" o novo com a conexão com ele… Isso não é por acaso. Eywa escolhe uma pessoa que ela acha que é digna o suficiente para ter esse poder, só que no caso do [Nome] … Ela o mandou, um filho dela que foi entregue por um Thanator… Não tem muito o que explica… [Nome] às vezes brilha por causa do poder que contém,assim como ele brilhou quando abraçou sua mãe.

Ele não sabia o que dizer, não sabia que ele era tão importante para o clã.

Tsireya apontou para onde o Alpha estava brincando com Tuk, ele estava fazendo bolhas de água no ar enquanto a pequena as estourava .

[sylwanin-was-right]

I wonder if tsaheylu is an equal or disproportionate balance of sensation and information shared between Pandoran creatures.

Its seems like the more cognitively evolved or sapient a species is the more disproportion there is between the tsaheylu, where the former is more assertive and less receptive to the will of the other creature, like how pa'li (direhorses) and ikran (mtn. banshees) are most receptive to Na'vi commands, particularly when there is trust established in form of practice riding and care.

It doesnt seem like the sapience of a species makes a creature more or less "dominant" tho. Cuz we saw how Jake's initial tsaheylu with a pa'li and an ikran were very erratic and unsuccessful.

It could have been that Jake was overwhelmed by all the sensations and the experiences were unique to process unlike anything experiences as a human. Whatever it felt like to bond for the first time for him, it was clearly a lack of cooperation from both parties; that itself—and the implications of Neytiri's brief teachings about tsaheylu—informs that tsaheylu isnt a process of domination but mutual communication, especially that of trust, comfort, and receptivity. Which brings me to wonder if the specific cognitive intelligence (or even other forms of intelligence, like spatial processing, etc) affects the proportion of assertiveness and receptivity between the two that are bonded.

If an ikran doesnt want to be ridden one day, can they refuse tsaheylu or be "foggy" to connect to? If pa'li doesnt like where the rider is taking her, can she comminicate anxiety and pain signals to the rider, making the bond more votalitile? Can any plants that can form tsaheylu possibly reject or "dislike" a connection to it at any point in the bond? What spiritual implications are made or sought out when a tsaheylu is not made or broken (like prayers, rituals, guidence, bad luck, looming disaster)?

We already saw how a poor proportion of cooperation affects the bond negatively in Avatar. The Way or Water seems like there will be an exploration of that disproportionate cooperation but also positively or neutrally in how it affects relationships, like those between the Na'vi and new fauna, like the ilu.

Tsaheylu as a story element represents balance and spiritual harmony. Its also represents cooperation, communication, and to some extent, tension. How do you think tsaheylu's function and role on Pandora will be portrayed in The Way of Water? Do you think more lore about tsaheylu will be revealed (like its limitations, biological functions, evolutionary history, or cultural implications)? Is tsaheylu more like a circle of conmections between a bonded pair or a linear mode of communication from one party toward the other (in other words, do u think the bond is a proportionate or dispropotionate balance between a bonded pair?).

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

No thoughts head empty just Bitter by Icandigelvis @oppa86oppa playing on loop 24/7 and the implications of its universe and what happens after.