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[bvsatq]

braiding each others hair ༉‧₊˚.

pairing: neteyam sully x fem!na’vi! reader

genre: fluff  |  word count: 899 |  warning: nothing really

comments: for now ima stick w lil scenarios to write about because my imagination is like broken and can't think of any fun stories 😪 

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today was one of yours and neteyam’s day off. you guys decided to take it easy and just relax, bathing in each other's presence. you guys were laying on the forest floor, cuddling. he was running his hands through your braided hair when he noticed you hadn’t rebraided your hair in a little. 

“come on yawne. let's go back.” neteyam said slightly lifting you off of him. “why? it's so nice here!” you whined. “cmon so i can rebraid your hair and you can rebraid mine. we can add matching beads!” his eye lit up in excitement at his amazing idea. 

you let out a giggle and nodded, standing up with him and walking back to your guys’ hut. neteyam had always loved sharing matching jewelry with you so having matching beads in your hair was no surprise. 

once you guys arrived he started picking beads for the both of you putting them in a little bowl. “i wanna do your hair first teyam,” you said as he walked over to where you were sitting, placing the bowl down. “um no, i came up with the idea so i go first” he mumbled grabbing you by the waist and sitting you between his legs. “okay i choose the beads you choose the pattern.” he beamed at you. 

once you chose the pattern he started unbraiding your hair then braiding it again. his fingers felt cold against your scalp. it was a nice cold feeling since today was a hot day. “you know, this would be easier if you stopped moving so much“ he chuckled. “you're tickling me! plus, you are taking forever. i'd be done by now“ you joked, giggling. 

he took his time braiding the back of your hair making beautiful braids. “okay i'm done. now the front pieces“ he was excited for the front pieces. he got to put the beads in your hair. it completed the whole look. 

“come here“ he said, grabbing you by the waist and turning you around. this time making you face him. he quickly started again. you smiled at his concentrated face. he looked so pretty, his delicate finger combing through your hair. he was truly a sight to see. 

you closed your eyes, and sighed in content. “i'm so lucky ma neteyam“ you breathe out. “what do you mean, yawne?“ he questioned, eyes and fingers never leaving your hair. “i'm so lucky to have you. you are everything i've ever wanted and more. i love you nete“ you smiled up at him.

he stopped mid braid and looked down at you. he let the braid fall from his fingers, which he'd probably have to restart later, and held your face. he leaned in and kissed you, smiling against your lips. “i'm waaayy more lucky. i love you more“ he replied. 

you frowned, “um no, you don’t. i love you mo-“ he cut you off saying, “shh no you don't. now stay still i'm almost done“ you were about to argue with him but he just shut you up with a kiss and continued with your hair. 

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“okay, all done!“ he lightly pushed you off to admire his work. “it looks so good teyam! thank you!“ he smiled proudly at you. “your turn. come here“ you guys switched positions. he laid himself on your lap shifting every now and then trying to find a more comfortable position. he was bigger than you so he needed to slouch more which was a bit uncomfy at times but he could care less. 

once he was 100% comfortable he laid still the whole time. his big hands rested on your thighs. it was getting darker which made your bioluminescence freckles glow. he connected each little dot with his fingers as well as tracing lines and shapes on your thighs. 

neteyam was so relaxed. he felt like a little kid again having his mom play and re-braid his hair. his tail was lightly tapping the floor and his eyes were close basking in your presence. you had taken a little break given as it was now eclipse, lighting up come candles for light. your guys’ hut was dimly lit. it had such a nice feeling, pure love in the air.

it wasn’t rare for neteyam to purr, at least not around you. right now he was in such a calm state, being able to feel your love. you were almost done when you heard his purr. you smiled to yourself and pressed your lips to the crown of his head making him purr even more.

“okay all done my love,” you announced. he opened his droopy eyes, clearly so close to falling asleep, “thank you tiyawn, lets go to bed now.” you thought he’d stand up and head to what you guys called a bed but no, he slumped back on your lap, this time his chest on your stomach, and closed his eyes. 

“neteyammmm, lets go to bed over there. where normal na’vi sleep.” you sighed. “this is normal. now shh let's sleep” he pulled himself up and laid his head on your chest. he reached for yours and his braid and connected them together. it was an every night routine ever since you two mated. 

“thank you for doing my hair teyam, goodnight.” you said. “thank you for doing my hair tiyawn, goodnight.” he said, both of you falling into a deep slumber.

[bvsatq]

making you a necklace ˚◞♡

pairing: neteyam sully x fem!na’vi! reader, stable relationship

genre: fluff  | warning: smooching, use of y/n (?) | wc: 1,290

comments: this was meant to be a short blurb while i get my brain to think of any ideas but it turned into a little more than a blurb 😋

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neteyam always walked around with beautiful jewelry adorning his body. being busy with preparing for his future olo’eyktan position, he didn't have time for much. within the clan, you were known for making the most beautiful jewelry. many people wanted you to make them tops, ceremonial jewelry, and just jewelry overall. 

neteyam was one lucky man. not only were you talented you were also an amazing hunter, warrior, and healer. what a woman. 

he never really asked you to make him jewelry but you enjoyed it and since he didn't really have the time for it you took that chance to spoil your mate with jewelry. he loved every single piece you made him, always adding something that represented things very dear to neteyam or just adding beads and little rocks that reminded you of him. 

out of everything you made him, his most favorite pieces would be matching ones with you. when he asked you to braid his hair he’d always request to add the same beads your hair had. this gave him an odd sense of comfort. 

today you were out with some hunters doing what you did best, hunting. it was an all day hunt which neteyam hated. his father and mother had some “business” to do so they were out, giving neteyam a free day. he whined all morning about how you shouldn't go, why were you leaving him, and that he was going to die all alone.

 “what a baby” you thought to yourself. it did suck that you were assigned this hunt the very same day neteyam had a free day, but what could you do about it. you gave him some kisses and reassured him you’d be safe then bid him goodbye and left. he sat on the ground like a baby and slumped down. “i could go hunting too!” he said out loud, eyes growing wide having thought an amazing idea. he stood up but quickly sat down again remembering his father's words. 

“me and your mother are off, look out for your siblings. you have worked hard son, do not go out and do more work.” he quickly nodded trying to get to his beautiful mate back home as soon as possible. jake wasn't dumb. he knew his son, sure he knew neteyam knew he needed this break but he also knew if neteyam saw work to be done he’d do it. not without dragging you with him too. he sighed, “neteyam, it is an order, stay home and rest” he nodded again. he bid his mother and father goodbye and sped walked over to yours and his shared hut.

neteyam went back to slumping. “UGH” he sighed dramatically and layed down, closing his eyes, picturing you. his father had eyes everywhere so he’d know if he went and did not rest. he sat back up and stood up. “hmm” he hummed, walking around the hut looking for something to do.

that's when he spotted your newest piece. it was a beautiful beaded top with the colors of the forest. like before, his eyes went wide with an amazing idea he thought of, he’ll make you a necklace! he smiled to himself and started collecting all the stuff. he wanted it to be special. 

he hadn't made jewelry in a while so it took him some time to get the rhythm of it. he chose beautiful color beads he thought matched you along with some little rocks and feathers. he was determined to make the necklace three layers so it took him all day. he was very concentrated during this whole thing, his tongue poking out every now and then. he was finishing off the last layer when he hears you come in.

“neteyam?” you asked out loud. you got no answer so you sat your things down and began to walk deeper into your guys’ hut. “nete?.. there you are!” you smiled as his back came into view, he looked so beautiful just sitting there, eywa you were so in love. “hey yawne” you smiled at the nickname as he turned around, standing up. “how did it go?,” he leaned into your body, wrapping his arms around you, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. “it went well, no one was hurt and we got plenty” “that's good,” he inhaled and smiled against your skin, planting a small kiss there.

“so teyam, what were you up to all day?” “i made you something” your eyes lit up as he lifted his head and sat down, dragging you down with him. “it isn’t the best but i made it with much love for my love” he sweetly smiled at you. your heart squeezed with adoration towards your mate. “okay look close your eyes.” you did as you were told. you hear something jingle as he stands up and goes to pick something up. he sits back down right in front of you. 

“okay, open them.” in front of was a beautiful three layer necklace. “oh my eywa! neteyam this is beautiful, what do you mean it isn't the best? this is amazing!” he smiled, a small blush appearing on his cheeks. you smiled so wide you could've sworn your cheeks were growing sore. “well i’m not as good as you yawne” “not as good as me? neteyam this is so beautiful you might as well steal my job!” his cheeks heat up even more, smiling so wide his cheeks also probably going sore. “here, put it on me” he grabs your waist and turns you around himself, pushing your hair to the side, clipping the necklace around your neck. 

you look down to admire all the small details closer. sure, they were all your beads, rocks, and feathers but he made the necklace and threaded everything so uniquely you were starstruck. 

he was looking at you smiling wide and looking down to admire his work. he thought about how lucky he is to have you. he thanked eywa for you. you are his everything, sometimes the only thing that keeps him from going insane with all of his training and duties. his clan is so lucky to have you as a future tsahik.

“i'm never getting over this, this is so beautiful, thank you! thank you!” you smiled up at him, tackling him to the ground hugging him. he chuckled as you left kisses all over his face. 

“that's not fair! how are you gonna kiss me everywhere but my lips!,” he pouted. he grabbed you by the waist and sat down, sitting you down on his lap. you grabbed both sides of his face and gave him a fat kiss on the lips. “there you go” “mmmh much better, thank you yawne” he pressed his forehead against yours and smiled stealing another kiss. “hey!” “what? can’t i kiss my mate now?” you chuckled and gave him another kiss. 

“come on it's very late and we have things to do tomorrow.” it was true, you guys had a lot to do. thankfully it made up for not spending much time together today because all of your guys’ tasks were together. “but i want to hear about your day y/n” “yes well let's go over there and cuddle in our hammock then we talk about our day” you stood up, him following you, holding your hand. 

when cuddling he saw you look down and fidget with your new necklace smiling softly at it. saying you loved your new necklace was an understatement. you’d never take it off now. always having the beautiful gift your mate gave you around your neck. he was so proud of it, loving seeing you walk around head high with his making wrapped around your neck. 

[bvsatq]

oel ngati kameie  ✩‧₊˚

pairing: jake sully x fem!na’vi! reader

genre: fluff  |  word count: 1,083 |  warning: nothing really, use of y/n (?), kissing

oel ngati kameie tsyeyk suli = i see you jake sully

summery: every na’vi can choose a mate after their ceremony where they officially become one of the people. after jakes ceremony, you take him to the tree of souls where feelings get confessed. 

comments: i'm pretty sure that after the ceremony/dream hunt is when a na’vi can mate 😭

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dipping my fingers in the white paste like substance, I bring my hands up to jake's face finishing up painting his face. he looks so pretty sitting there. i stare at him for a couple of seconds before standing up to clean my hands. 

“y/n, come sit with me for a bit before you go” i quickly finish cleaning my hands before taking a seat next to him. “once you mate, you are mated for life right?” i chuckle, “yes jake, we have been over this” this skxawng, such a slow learner. 

“right.” 

he's thinking about something. i can see it. having to spend most of my time with jake these past few months have made me be able to.. what's that thing he says? it has made me capable of being able to read him like a book. yes, that's it. 

“i will see you in a bit” i tell him as he blows a breath of air. putting a hand of his shoulder i reassure him, “you'll do great jakesully” and with that i'm off. 

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he has officially earned his place in the clan. he is officially one of us. “you see, i told you you would be great.” he chuckles, “well yes, thank you” “for what? this was all you” he grins at me, “well without you i wouldn't be here. so, thank you” i smile up at him. 

a clan member comes up to us looking directly at jake, “come on now jakesully, let's celebrate!” and with that he turns to walk, joining the others not before sarcastically bowing, a grin still on his lips. 

we all celebrate jake. people chattering, eating, dancing, and singing to native songs and dances. what a beautiful night to celebrate a beautiful soul. 

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i sigh sitting down. i am exhausted. it has been a couple of hours after jakes ceremony. i look around for him until my eyes land on that familiar face. a face i've grown to love. it is eclipse and most na’vis are starting to leave. i have been waiting all day for the perfect opportunity to have some alone time with that skxawng. however, i do not want to interrupt his special day so i have decided to wait till the celebration is over. 

“hi” he says walking my way. i smile. “hello jake” he takes a seat next to me making himself comfortable. “today has been such a good day.” “yes, you’ve seemed to enjoy yourself.” “definitely” he says turning his head to look at me. 

“i’ve been wanting to show you something, come” i stand up and start walking, him following close behind. we walk in comfortable silence. we climb some trees and stop to drink water before stopping at a pond. “this is not it but you should wash off.” he nods before diving in the pond. i forgot to mention that i'm pretty sure it isn't so deep. he comes up with his eyebrows furrowed together. “ouch, i shouldn’t have done that” a laugh escapes my mouth, slapping my hand to try to muffle it. the paint has pretty much washed off by know. he squints at me. “oh you think this is funny, huh?” he smirks before splashing me with water. 

“jake!” 

i somehow end up in the water with him. we are splashing water everywhere like little babies. we both mutually come to a stop and i start making my way to the edge. “no, come on let's stay a bit longer” he says, grabbing me by the waist, pulling me down a bit. “no jake, we can come back later i want to show you something and that cannot wait.” 

if i'm being honest, last night eywa decided to bless me with a dream. well, not necessarily a dream but a sign. a sign to take jake to the tree of souls. this was definitely her making my worries come to a stop. jake sully is who eywa has chosen for me. 

“okay, okay bossy lets go” i scrunch my face at the unfamiliar word before he gives my back a little pat telling me not ask and keep walking. 

we walk for a bit more before we get there. it’s beautiful. i will never not be amazed. a smile spreads across my face. i catch a glimpse of jake, his lips in a “o” shape. a smile slowly creeping up his face. 

“the tree of souls, a place where prayers are heard.” i connect my queue. “you can hear your ancestors too.” i close my eyes and enjoy the feeling. “woah” i hear him say. i open my eyes and turned to see him next to me, eyes closed, his queue also connected. 

he, again, looks beautiful.

i let him enjoy the feeling, given the fact this is his first time here. he stays put for about a minute before he disconnects, flipping his queue back and staring at me. i smile at him before looking in front of me catching a woodsprite as it lands on the palm of my hands. 

“you may choose a woman now. we have many fine women. they'd be perfect mates for you.” i slightly cringe. “oh, i bet there is,” you can never tell when he is being serious, eywa sometimes i hate him. “but i have already chosen, however, this woman must also choose me.” woah. i turn looking at him, eyes filled with love and.. lust?

“you're a confusing man jakesully”

he pulls me by the waist bringing his lips to mine. it's full of love and passion. we both slowly make our way down, standing on our knees then fully sitting down. he pulls me as close as possible and breaks the kiss to catch a breath of air.

he raises his eyebrows at me bringing is queue around his back to lay on his shoulder. “so, what’ya say? will you let me be your mate?” we are both smiling so big i’m sure that tomorrow both of our cheeks will hurt. “yes”

i grab my braid from behind the back of my head and bring it in front of me revealing all the little neural tendrils. he connects our queues together. we both close our eyes sucking in a breath. i can feel him, all of him. after a little while he opens his eyes and pulls me even closer. 

i rest my head on his, foreheads touching. “i see you,” he whispers. 

“oel ngati kameie tsyeyk suli”