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[greeneywa]

HIIIII MY PEOPLE I MISS YALL SO MUCH HE IS THE PART 3 OF THE SYORKILVAN X TIRANMU LOVE STORY HEHEHE @buzzkillchainsaw i know youve been waiting for it and here it is !!!! remember kids the Syorkilvan clan belong to @buzzkillchainsaw

Ra'ak retreated to the familiar comfort of the forest, his thoughts tangled in the aftermath of his actions. He needed to clear his mind, to make sense of the feelings that had overtaken him. Raya was his future mate, and yet Zrina had awakened something within him that he couldn't ignore. He felt the weight of his responsibilities pressing down on him, a burden that grew heavier with each step he took away from the river.

Meanwhile, Zrina remained by the water, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and guilt. The playful moment with Ra'ak had shifted into something unexpected, something that left her heart pounding and her thoughts racing. She couldn't help but replay the scene in her mind, the feel of Ra'ak's lips on her neck, the warmth of his embrace. It was wrong, she knew, but it had also felt undeniably right.

Back at the village, Raya noticed Ra'ak's absence and sensed the tension that lingered in the air. Her instincts told her that something had changed, something significant. She found Zrina by the river, her friend’s usually vibrant spirit dulled by the weight of her thoughts.

"Zrina," Raya called softly, her voice a soothing balm to Zrina's troubled mind. "Are you all right? You seem distant."

Zrina looked up, forcing a smile. "I'm fine, Raya. Just...thinking."

Raya nodded, though she wasn't entirely convinced. "Well, if you need to talk, I'm here. Always."

Zrina appreciated Raya's offer, but she couldn't bring herself to reveal the truth. Not yet. Instead, she focused on her lessons, determined to master the ways of the Syorkilvan and find some semblance of normalcy.

The following days were a blur of activity. Zrina immersed herself in the teachings, learning to move with grace through the mangroves, to communicate silently through the intricate sign language of the Syorkilvan. She found solace in the routine, a way to keep her mind occupied and her heart at bay.

Ra'ak, too, threw himself into his duties. He trained with the warriors, hunted for the clan, and avoided any situation that might bring him face-to-face with Zrina. His thoughts remained conflicted, but he pushed them aside, focusing on his role as the future leader of the Syorkilvan.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the mangroves were bathed in a golden glow, Ra'ak found himself standing on the edge of the village, gazing out at the river. His mind wandered to Zrina, to the way her laughter had filled the air, the warmth of her touch. He shook his head, trying to banish the thoughts that plagued him.

"You seem troubled," a voice said, breaking the silence. It was Raya, her eyes filled with concern.

Ra'ak turned to face her, forcing a smile. "Just thinking about the future, Raya. Our future."

Raya stepped closer, her gaze unwavering. "Ra'ak, I know you. Something's been bothering you. You can tell me."

Ra'ak sighed, the weight of his secrets threatening to crush him. He couldn't lie to Raya, not when she deserved the truth. "It's...complicated, Raya. I...I feel something for Zrina. Something I can't explain."

Raya's eyes widened, her expression a mix of surprise and hurt. "Zrina? But she's..."

"I know," Ra'ak interrupted, his voice pained. "She's not my intended mate. You are. But I can't help what I feel, Raya. I'm trying to understand it myself."

Raya looked away, her heart aching. She had always known that their union was arranged, but she had hoped that love would grow between them. Now, she felt a pang of jealousy, a fear that she might lose Ra'ak to Zrina.

"Ra'ak," she said softly, her voice trembling. "I need to think. I need time."

Ra'ak reached out to her, his hand hovering in the air. "Raya, I'm sorry. I never wanted to hurt you."

Raya nodded, tears welling in her eyes. "I know, Ra'ak. But this changes everything."

She turned and walked away, leaving Ra'ak to grapple with the emotions that threatened to overwhelm him. He watched her go, his heart heavy with regret. The future he had envisioned was slipping through his fingers, and he didn't know how to stop it.

As night fell over the village, the stars twinkling above like distant memories, Zrina lay in her hammock, her thoughts consumed by Ra'ak. She couldn't shake the feeling that something profound had shifted between them, something that went beyond their clans and their duties.

The river, once a place of solace, now seemed to hold the echoes of their shared laughter and the whispers of their unspoken desires. And as she drifted off to sleep, Zrina couldn't help but wonder what the future held for her, for Ra'ak, and for the fragile bond that had formed between them in the heart of the mangroves.

[greeneywa]

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[greeneywa]

Its with great joy that i announce that me greeneywa im going to be à sa'nok gonna raise a mighty warrior or a wise tsakarem

[greeneywa]

Look at these beautiful people^^ def a power couple

Do we stan?

[greeneywa]

Hii people here is the part two of my Tiranmu-Syorkilvan love story

Again disclaimer: The Syorkilvan Clan is not mine its the creation of

@buzzkillchainsaw

Tag list: @ferretseal, @serralarla, @satans-arse-crack @aristoc-rat , @xylianasblog, @lilgurlbeoncrack, @maggzsworld

Warning: arguments, kiss,navi language include

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Part 2

With the initial tension between the two clans settled, the Syorkilvan Olo'eyktan proposed a collaboration to enhance their newfound coexistence. He suggested that some of the Syorkilvan warriors, who were accustomed to life in the mangroves, teach the Tíranmu Clan how to adapt to their new environment. Living in the mangroves was indeed different from the swamp, and sharing knowledge would ensure a smoother transition. So zrina had no choice but to learn how to live in the mangroves her teacher was Raya tsakarem of the Syorkilvan clan. In the quiet embrace of the river's dark waters, Zrina found herself gripped by a touch of fear. Her webbed hand, adapted to the swamps but untested in the mangroves, clung tightly to Raya's paddle-like palm. The unknown depth and the unfamiliar surroundings unnerved her.Sensing Zrina's trepidation, Raya let out a soft, reassuring chuckle. Her gentle laughter carried an undertone of encouragement as she urged Zrina to step further into the tranquil river.

Zrina's unease was palpable, her webbed hand tightly clutching Raya's paddle-like one.Zrina: "Txo swaw oe frato, oel fìmi li kea kxanì! (I'm afraid, I feel like I'll sink!)"Raya chuckled softly, offering words of encouragement in the melodious Na'vi language.Raya: "Kehe, ke tsun slä! Tìranmu tswin nì'it swaw fte a peyä rolo, tswin ulte hapxi nì'it zene nìltsan. (No, you can do it! Tíranmu swim fast like arrows, but here it's about swimming gently and moving through the roots slowly.)"Raya's laughter was a warm and reassuring melody that echoed through the mangrove's embrace, guiding Zrina as she hesitantly stepped deeper into the river's tranquil depths.

Raya demonstrated the techniques that made the Syorkilvan's swimming different from the Tíranmu's. She showed Zrina the importance of moving gracefully and harmoniously through the water, utilizing the currents and submerged roots of the mangroves to their advantage. It was a more fluid and less hurried approach, suited to the serene and tranquil atmosphere of the Payna'rìng.As Zrina learned from Raya, she found herself adapting to this new way of swimming, gradually leaving behind the swift, arrow-like movements of her Tíranmu origins.

Zrina, still slightly uneasy, continued her swimming lesson under Raya's guidance, a sudden change in the water's rhythm disrupted the calm. The surface of the river began to ripple and rise, like a breath from the heart of Pandora. Zrina flinched, her nerves causing her to trip and fall headfirst into the water with an undignified splash.Her abrupt entry into the water earned her a chorus of laughter from Raya, who couldn't help but find the situation amusing. Zrina, coughing and sputtering, rose from the river, her frustration evident in her soaked and disheveled appearance.To her surprise, the figure that had emerged from the water was none other than Ra'ak himself. He shook his head, sending a cascade of dirty water droplets raining down on the two drenched girls, who voiced their annoyance with playful whines.In response to their complaints, Ra'ak's chuckle rumbled in his chest, a sound that resonated like the pulse of the jungle itself.

Ra'ak: "Oe tìyawni oe kelku si ni'ul zìsìt (I disturbed your serene moment), Zrina?"Zrina, flustered and dripping, shot a sideways glance at Raya, who couldn't hold back her laughter.Raya: "Za'u, za'u, nì'itìkangkem, Ra'ak! (Come on, come on, it's all right, Ra'ak!)"Ra'ak grinned mischievously, his deep voice carrying a hint of playful sarcasm.Ra'ak: "Ooh, amip oel tse'a sìltsana. Oel fraporu kopu syulang? (Ooh, did I bother the two princesses? Sorry~)"In response, the two girls exchanged a glance, their shared annoyance melting into laughter.

After shaking the water from his hair, Ra'ak's golden eyes found their way to Zrina, and this time, he knew her name. His lips curled into a quiet sigh, a hint of something different lingering in the air. It wasn't shyness that made Zrina turn away but rather annoyance, as Ra'ak suspected this unfamiliar sensation might be a lingering effect of his recent Rut. Perhaps encountering a new face was unsettling his emotions. He sighed softly, contemplating the emotions swirling within him.While the two girls resumed their playful banter, Ra'ak's gaze lingered on Raya, his future mate. Their union had been arranged since childhood, a tradition among the Syorkilvan. Ra'ak wasn't just a warrior but the Ekkyu, the future leader of his clan. The weight of responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.Ra'ak cast a glance around, taking in the serene atmosphere of the mangroves, before affectionately nudging Raya's neck with his head. It was a silent signal that he needed to attend to his duties and leave their playful gathering. Raya, understanding his unspoken message, reciprocated the nudge and smiled at him. With that, he dived back into the water and gracefully departed.

Zrina, her heart pounding inexplicably, had observed the entire exchange. Questions swirled in her mind – why did her heart race at the mere sight of Ra'ak? Their interaction had been brief, consisting of nothing more than eye contact.Raya's voice brought her back to the present, her laughter filling the air.Raya: "Hey! Are you even listening? Ra'ak is my future mate, isn't he handsome? giggles"Zrina, somewhat dazed by the whirlwind of emotions and her racing heart, managed a faint smile and nodded, finding herself caught in a complex web of feelings that the tranquil mangroves had woven around them.

"Yeah... handsome," Zrina replied with a faint smile, finding it difficult to fully concentrate on their lessons.As the days passed, Zrina adapted well to the art of living in the river. She sat in the lowest point of the river, water up to their hips, alongside Raya and Ra'ak he often joined them in is free time. The 3 of them closed their eyes, deep in concentration, and breathed slowly.Raya's voice, melodious and reassuring, resonated with the wisdom of her clan: "The way of water is the song of the Payna'rìng, the melody of our homeland. Our hearts dance in harmony with the mangroves, echoing our roots as we journey among the stars. The river is your cradle, woven into your very essence from the beginning and throughout your existence. The river bestows its gifts, and in its depths, we find acceptance."

The words were a gentle reminder that the mangroves, with their tranquil waters and verdant roots, were not merely a place to live but an integral part of their existence, a nurturing mother who would guide them through the ebb and flow of life on Pandora. They were seated in a triangle formation Raya was holding both of Zrina and Ra'ak with her hands and Zrina and Ra'ak hold hands with their free hand, making the 3 look like a triangle from a third eyes view. Then again an Atokirina float around right in the middle of them..The wind got stronger and the Atokirina slowly float and rest on Zrina and ra'aks hands that were holding onto one another both of them look at the atokirina feeling a warmth trought their hands Raya saw the scene too but prétend to keep meditating but her instincts were kicking in.

As Zrina returned to her new home in the mangroves, she could hear the heated exchange between her mother, Oy'nat, and Kekuna. Oy'nat's voice was filled with anger and frustration, her words carrying her passionate convictions.Oy'nat: "Olo'eyktan alor oeti vi tsun tivakuk, Kekuna! (The leader should have stood and fought, Kekuna!) Niä kemìri a krr alor ramey tswayon mì Hulanta. (We have strong warriors; we could have fought the Hulanta.)"Kekuna, the Olo'eyktan of their clan, spoke with a firm and calming tone, reminding her of her role as a peacemaker.Kekuna: "Ma Oy'nat, ke tsahik oe. Sìrey oe set. (Oy'nat, I am the leader. You are the Tsahik. Srung sneyä oe, ma sa'nok ngeyä. (Remember that, my dear.) Fìkem si Oy'nat, tsakrr a tsakarem Syorkilvan oe kelku. (Listen, Oy'nat, our daughter is learning from the Syorkilvan Tsakarem.)"Oy'nat, frustrated and agitated, questioned the adaptation of their people to the Syorkilvan ways.Oy'nat: "Fìtsenge tìnusumevaw lu trram. Siva'ane tsakrr kifkeyey, tsakarem Syorkilvan oe kelku. (Why are we teaching the Syorkilvan way? My daughter is learning from the Syorkilvan Tsakarem.)"Kekuna stood with authority, speaking in the Na'vi language:Kekuna: "Txo lu. Liru leiu oe, ma sa'nok. Tsmuk oe sa'nok sivi tsmuke, slä oeru teri nìtut makto tsakem ngeyä. Rutxe kxeyey, oeru tsahik. (That's enough. You're the Tsahik, and I am the leader. Remember, my dear, our daughter is learning from the Syorkilvan Tsakarem. Please, meditate and connect with Eywa, as that will remind you of your role.)"Kekuna left, leaving Oy'nat to reflect on her responsibilities as Tsahik and their clan's future in the mangroves.

Zrina entered the hut and, concerned by her mother's outburst, asked , "Mother, what happened?"Oy'nat replied with frustration, "Never forget our ways, my child! Kekuna wants us to change, but we won't!"Zrina, while still puzzled by the situation, chose to remain silent, respecting her mother's convictions and the traditions of their clan.

As Ra'ak climbed into his hammock that night, the unease that had gripped him since Zrina's arrival continued to haunt his thoughts. His heart raced, and he attempted to divert his mind by thinking about Raya, but Zrina's image, with her heart-shaped face, her warm smile, and her graceful form, persisted in dominating his thoughts.

He sighed in frustration, knowing that his attraction to Zrina might be a residual effect of his recent Rut. Restless, he turned and shifted uncomfortably in his hammock, unable to escape the memories that flooded his mind.

A few weeks passed and In the afternoon, Zrina found herself submerged underwater with Raya, deep in the darkest part of the river. It was an unusual place for a lesson, but Zrina was there to practice the darker version of the Syorkilvan sign language. As a Tìranmu, she had adapted to the dark and murky waters of Kuns'uluk swamp, which gave her exceptional vision. Her eyes were well-suited for those conditions, allowing her to see in the obscurity of the swamp with ease.Zrina was initially skeptical about the need for Syorkilvan sign language, as her eyesight as a tiranmu in these dark waters was already exceptional. However, she understood the value of learning the language so she learn the sign language. Here she was tracing the pattern of the sign in Raya's palm it is the alternative the Syorkilvan use to communicate when they cant see each other under water.

Raya emerged from the water, her head breaking the surface with a gentle smile on her face. She nodded in approval, congratulating Zrina for executing the correct sign patterns.

Raya: "Tsun srung oeru! (You're doing well!)"

Zrina, though still adjusting to the new sign language, appreciated Raya's encouragement and nodded in return, determined to become proficient in this new skill.

Zrina was finally free to explore the village of the Syorkilvan clan cause of Raya having to attend to her duty as tsakarem. As she wandered around, her curiosity led her to the water where she spotted Ra'ak. The water reached his chiseled green chest, and he appeared deeply focused on something underwater. Zrina approached him silently, treading water, and soon realized that Ra'ak was using a fishnet to catch fish.

She watched with interest, not wanting to disrupt his concentration. Suddenly, a low sound rumbled from Ra'ak's throat, causing his Adam's apple to bob up and down. Zrina looked at him, puzzled, before she noticed a fish-like creature swimming toward his net. It seemed that Ra'ak's skilled hunting instincts were in action as he tried to catch food for his clan.

As the fish-like creature swam into Ra'ak's net and he successfully trapped it inside, he explained, "This is tìrangoa; we Syorkilvan eat it a lot." Zrina nodded in understanding, observing how he carefully placed the catch in a woven basket.

Curiosity got the better of her, and she couldn't resist asking, "What are you going to do now?"

Ra'ak flashed a mischievous smile and replied, "I'm just going to play around in the water now that I'm done fishing."

With a playful glint in her eye, Zrina nodded and decided to join in the fun. She splashed water in his direction, but her attempt fell short, as Ra'ak had moved to the shore. He turned and gave her a "now you're in trouble" look before playfully tackling the Tsakarem into the water, creating a joyful splash that echoed their newfound camaraderie.

In the midst of their playful splashing and laughter, Ra'ak and Zrina found themselves thoroughly engrossed in the moment. As Ra'ak tossed her through the water, their laughter filled the air, echoing through the tranquil surroundings. It was a brief escape from the daily pressures they both faced in their respective clans.

Caught in the excitement, Ra'ak suddenly lifted Zrina up, her back pressed firmly against his chest, her legs kicking freely in the air as she playfully struggled to break free. Their laughter resonated, and Ra'ak couldn't help but share in her joy. The exhilaration of the moment was palpable, their connection growing stronger with each laugh.

Yet, within this seemingly innocent play, something shifted. Zrina's onyx hair, wet and glistening, brushed against Ra'ak's cheek. A delicate scent, earthy and full of life, filled his nostrils. He found himself drawn to it, his instincts taking over. His lips, cool from the water, met her skin. Gently, he began to nuzzle her neck, placing tender kisses in a rhythm that mirrored the rhythm of their hearts.

Zrina's laughter faded into a hushed silence as Ra'ak continued his intimate explorations, and her own heartbeat quickened in response. It was as though the world around them stood still, all their senses focused on this newfound connection. Their bodies felt the undeniable chemistry, while their minds struggled to come to terms with what was happening.

With a growing sense of self-awareness, Ra'ak slowly lowered Zrina back into the water. They exchanged a lingering, questioning glance. What had they done? How had this innocent play turned into a moment of intimacy that blurred the lines between them? Their eyes reflected the guilt and confusion that welled within their hearts.

Without a single word, Ra'ak abruptly exited the water, his footsteps marking the earth with his inner turmoil. His mind raced with thoughts of Raya, his intended mate, and how he had betrayed her. The waves of frustration and self-loathing coursed through him as he distanced himself from Zrina, leaving her feeling bewildered and conflicted.

The calm waters they had just shared moments earlier remained, but the tranquility was now marred by the complexity of emotions that swirled between them. The boundaries they had crossed altered their understanding of loyalty and commitment, casting a long shadow over their uncertain futures.

[greeneywa]

People I have an official symbol for my clan i didnt made it it was made by a person on the Avatar server on discord and the person proposed many models of oc clan's symbols all unique so i choose this oooone hehehehe

Hii people im bakc on tumblr I have passed my exams and I hope for the best and to celebrate my return here is my Na'vi clan that i create for shifting to my Avatar DR and to make new Ocs

The Tíranmu Clan (translation: Swamp dwellers) I got the inspiration from this account: @buzzkillchainsaw I love their post sm!!

Please give me your feedback and feel free to make Tíranmu oc (as long as you tag me and asked me before and you respect what ive write on them)

Living in the murky swamps of Pandora's jungle, the Tíranmu Clan known as Tíranmu Clan, had adapted to their environment in several ways. They had developed a distinctive green skin with darker stripes that served as camouflage amidst the dense vegetation of the swamp. Their bodies featured webbed toes and fingers that allowed them to easily traverse the wet, muddy terrain. They also had gills to supplement their breathing when under the water.

Their home, the Kuns'uluk, was the main settlement of the clan, located right in the heart of the swamp. They lived in natural houses they had constructed out of woven vines, branches, and various vegetation found within the confines of their watery abode. They would build them both above and below the water, often living on stilts, which allowed them to navigate between the different parts of their swamp with ease. Inside their homes, one would expect to find roofs woven from leaves, which served to protect them from the sun and the rain.

Their clothing was designed to survive the damp and humid environment of the swamp. They would fashion their dresses and tunics from lightweight and breathable materials like the woven fibers of the swamp's vines and leaves. They would then adorn them with intricate embroidery and beading. They would also include shells, bones, claws, and teeth of animals living in the swamp in their jewelry made from woven plant fibers and bioluminescent flora found in their environment. Their hair was also a defining feature, thick and curly, often woven into intricate braids adorned with small, colorful flowers and feathers.But what set the Tíranmu Clan apart was their unique hunting techniques. They would often drown their prey in the swamp, quickly and efficiently bringing down even the most formidable of creatures. They also employed tactics like camouflaging themselves amidst the vegetation of the swamp, laying traps for their quarry, coordinating as a unit to divide and conquer larger prey, or fashioning weapons with the finest materials such as sharpened coral or bone as dart-tips, or wooden spears with barbed tips for better piercing and hold.

Overall, the Tíranmu Clan physiology, appearance, clothing, home, and hunting techniques were a testament to their deep connection to their environment and their ability to survive and thrive in it.

As the Tíranmu Clan gathered around the bonfire, the elder among them began to tell a tale of their unique religion. The Swamp Na'vi had always been deeply connected to the lush and murky environment of their home, and their beliefs reflected this connection.

The goddess Eywa, revered by all Na'vi, held a special place in the Tíranmu's religion. Their rituals and traditions were centered around honoring and connecting with the spirit of the swamp, which they believed was a manifestation of Eywa herself.

One of their most important rituals was the "Swamp Blessing," a rite of passage for young Na'vi coming of age. In preparation for the ceremony, the young Na'vi would venture deep into the swamp, seeking out a rare and valuable plant as an offering to Eywa. This plant was then used to create a special potion, which was consumed by the Na'vi to symbolize their connection to the swamp and its creatures.

Another significant tradition was the "Swamp Dance," a spectacular display of movement and connection to the environment. During times of celebration or mourning, the Tíranmu would perform a dance that mimicked the movements of the creatures in the swamp, honoring and connecting with the spirits of those creatures and the swamp itself.

But it was the Tíranmu healers who held the most sacred role in the clan's religion. During their rite of passage, the healer would venture deep into the swamp to find a rare and dangerous creature, such as a venomous snake or giant spider. With their knowledge of the swamp and its creatures, the healer would tame the creature and use its venom or other bodily fluids to create a powerful healing potion. This rite of passage was a prove of the healer's strength, skill, and connection to Eywa, and was a crucial step in their journey to become respected members of the Tíranmu Clan.

Overall, the religion of the Tíranmu Clan was unique, reflecting their deep connection to the environment and its creatures, and the goddess Eywa who shepherded them all.

The Spirit trees of the Swamp Na'vi are unique and distinct from those of the other Na'vi clans. They are typically located in the heart of the swamp, surrounded by thick vegetation and murky waters.The Swamp Na'vi Spirit trees have a twisted, gnarled appearance, with thick roots that seem to spread out across the swamp floor. The trunks are often covered in moss, algae, and other aquatic plants, giving them a fuzzy, textured appearance. The branches of the Swamp Na'vi Spirit tree are covered in bioluminescent vines that glow with an eerie blue-green light at night. These vines are believed to be a form of communication between the Na'vi and the tree spirits.The Swamp Na'vi Spirit tree also has several large, bulbous growths that protrude from the trunk and branches, each covered in a different color of bioluminescent moss or lichen. These colorful growths are believed to be the life essence of the tree spirits themselves.Overall, the Swamp Na'vi Spirit tree is a mysterious and awe-inspiring presence in the murky waters of the swamp, playing a central role in the spiritual life of the Na'vi clan that calls it home.

The Tíranmu also have their own sacred animal (I create it) the "swampstrider," with long legs for wading through the shallow parts of the swamp and a flat, wide body that helps it float through deeper areas. It have a large, muscular neck that allows it to reach underwater vegetation for grazing, and could be gentle enough to be ridden by a Na'vi.To make it more distinctive, the creature have bioluminescent spots on its body that light up when it is in the water, helping the Swamp Na'vi navigate through the dark, murky water at night. This make it a valuable resource for travel and trade, and is even be revered as a sacred animal in Tíranmu clan culture.In Na'vi, this creature is called "Tximswä oeyä," which means "swamp strider" in English. it definitely has some features of both crocodiles and aquatic dinosaurs. its skin is rough and scaly like a crocodile's, but its movements are more fluid and graceful, like a Plesiosaur or other water-dwelling reptile.Overall, Tximswä oeyä is a powerful yet peaceful animal that embodies the spirit of the Swamp Na'vi and their connection to the rich, biodiverse environment of their home.

[greeneywa]

Hiii people im back and here is my new story its an Na'vi oc x Na'vi oc love story involving two OC clans in the world of ATWOW (in the timeline of the movie)

DISCLAIMER: the Syorkilvan Clan is not mine its the creation of @buzzkillchainsaw

The Syorkilvan male oc in this story was created by me with @buzzkillchainsaw 's permission to create an oc from the Syorkilvan clan This story is gonna have multiple parts

Part 1

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In the vibrant and untamed world of Pandora, life teemed in every corner of its lush wilderness. This alien planet was home to the unique and enigmatic Na'vi, a people who lived in harmony with the Pandora's rich and complex ecosystems. Among the Na'vi clans, the Tíranmu Clan were renowned for their close connection to the swamps of Pandora, and their unique way of life.

However, the Tíranmu Clan's idyllic existence in their beloved Kuns'uluk swamp was abruptly shattered. Threats loomed on the horizon, emanating from other wetlands-dwelling Na'vi clans who sought to claim their territory. The once peaceful Tíranmu found themselves facing hostility from neighboring clans, and their sacred homeland became a battleground.

Faced with adversity and outnumbered by their foes, the Tíranmu Clan had no choice but to abandon their beloved swamp. It was a heart-wrenching decision, for their bond with the swamp ran deep, and it was an integral part of their identity. With heavy hearts and laden with uncertainty, they embarked on a journey in search of a new refuge.The journey of the Tíranmu Clan from their beloved Kuns'uluk swamp to the unfamiliar territory of the mangroves was a difficult and heart-wrenching one. The weight of sorrow hung heavily in the air as they left their sacred homeland behind, forced to abandon the place that had been their refuge for generations.

Among the Tíranmu, Zrina stood as a beacon of strength and resilience. As a Tsakarem in training, and the daughter of the Tsahik, she bore the responsibility of leading her people through this trying time. Her hazel eyes, filled with determination, reflected the depths of her soul, and she kept her face up, displaying a calm and unwavering demeanor for the sake of her clan.

Zrina, with her towering 7.8-foot frame and striking blue-green skin, was a true embodiment of the Tíranmu Clan. Her long black hair was meticulously held in a high ponytail and braided at the front, adorned with a shell hanging on her forehead, secured by two braids proof of her hardwork in the path of becoming next tsahik. Her presence exuded grace and strength, and her every step spoke of her deep connection to the swamp and its spirits.

Amidst the trials and tribulations of their journey, Zrina's leadership and inner strength became a source of inspiration for her people. She held onto the memories of their swamp, her childhood filled with the stories of her mother's teachings, and the ancestral spirits that had guided her clan for generations. It was her resolve that kept hope alive among the Tíranmu, a reminder of the home they had left behind.

Despite the profound loss they had suffered, Zrina and her people trudged forward through the vast Pandora wilderness, driven by the determination to build a new life in the mangroves. The echoes of the swamp's calls and the bioluminescent glow of the Pandora night became distant memories, etched in their hearts as they embraced the uncertain path that lay ahead.

Their travels eventually led them to the mangroves, a place unlike their swamp but still teeming with the unique wonders of Pandora's nature. Unbeknownst to the Tíranmu Clan, the mangroves were already home to the Syorkilvan Clan, a group of Na'vi with distinct characteristics and a strong sense of territorial guardianship.

The Syorkilvan Clan, known for their vigilance and protective nature, soon began to notice signs of intruders in their midst. Traps for prey animals mysteriously appeared, unlike any constructed by the Syorkilvan, and warriors on their patrols reported strange scents and unfamiliar tracks in their territory.

One day, a curious child from the Syorkilvan Clan ventured deeper into the mangroves, drawn by the allure of the unknown. The child, unnoticed by the Tíranmu who went about their daily activities, observed the newcomers in the shadows.

Upon returning to the Syorkilvan Clan, the child couldn't contain the excitement and astonishment at what they had discovered. With wide-eyed wonder, the child conveyed the news of their encounter with the strangers who now inhabited their territory.

The Syorkilvan Clan gathered, their discussions filled with curiosity, concern, and a hint of apprehension. They realized that these newcomers, the Tíranmu Clan, were unlike any they had encountered before. Their decision was clear: they needed to make contact and establish communication with the new arrivals, for the sake of harmony and mutual understanding.

Little did they know that this encounter would set the stage for a unique and remarkable journey, where two clans from different backgrounds and experiences would come together to face challenges, find friendship, and create a tapestry of stories amidst the mysteries of Pandora.

After several discussions and deliberations, the Syorkilvan clan decided to send a delegation of warriors, including Ra'ak, the towering Syorkilvan warrior, stood at 8.7 feet tall, a testament to his strength and stature. His presence was made all the more striking by his deep yellow, unsettling eyes, which seemed to pierce through the thick foliage of the mangroves. His curly, mid-length hair, adorned with naturally occurring alguea, added an air of mystique and wisdom to his appearance. Ra'ak's demeanor was reflective of his clan's laid-back nature, but he now found himself in a situation that would test his adaptability and willingness to embrace change. to make contact with the Tíranmu Clan and inquire about their presence in the mangroves. The warriors were given the task of understanding the intentions of the newcomers and establishing a peaceful line of communication.As they set out on their journey, Ra'ak couldn't help but feel out of their element. They were used to lounging in the water, basking in the serene surroundings of the river, and now they were embarking on a diplomatic mission that was uncharacteristic of their clan.With their faces painted with natural pigments in shades of earthy greens and blues, Ra'ak and Lo'en wore expressions of curiosity and a touch of uncertainty. Their long, algae-covered hair dangled freely as they moved with the laid-back grace of their clan's culture.

As the Syorkilvan warriors entered the heart of the Tíranmu Clan's new settlement, a tense hush fell over the Tíranmu. Fearful eyes watched their every step, uncertainty etched on the faces of the swamp-dwelling Na'vi. It was a situation they had never encountered before, and the arrival of the Syorkilvan warriors had stirred a mix of emotions within them.Kekuna, the Olo'eyktan, or chief of the Tíranmu Clan, stepped forward to welcome the newcomers. He was a dignified figure with a regal presence that bore the weight of responsibility. His eyes held the wisdom of generations, and his voice, when he spoke, carried the echo of the swamp's ancestral spirits.Kekuna extended a gesture of peace, raising his hand with a graceful motion doing the respectful greeting of the na'vi, and with a voice that resonated with respect and curiosity, he spoke. "Oel gnati kameie young tsamsiyus iam Kekuna, Olo'eyktan of the Tíranmu Clan," he introduced himself, and the murmur of his people acknowledged their leader. Ra'ak and the other Syorkilvan warriors, their presence all the more apparent in the midst of the swamp-dwelling Na'vi, stepped forward. Ra'ak, with his towering height and deep yellow, unsettling eyes, held a sense of curiosity about the newcomers. His voice, when he spoke, carried the calming rhythm that his clan was known for.Ra'ak introduced himself, saying, "Oel gnati kameie Olo'eyktan I am Ra'ak, one of the Syorkilvan warriors. We come in peace, seeking to understand your presence in this new land and to ensure harmony between our clans."Kekuna, the Olo'eyktan of the Tíranmu Clan, addressed the Syorkilvan warriors and shared the reasons that had forced his people to flee from their beloved Kuns'uluk, their ancestral home.

With a solemn yet determined voice, Kekuna explained, "We, the Tíranmu, were forced to leave Kuns'uluk, the swamp that has been our home for generations, because of the encroachment of other wetland-dwelling Na'vi clans. The Hulanta Clan, from a neighboring territory, laid claim to our sacred lands and found allies to defend their presence. Our numbers were outnumbered, and the threat of conflict hung heavily in the air."

He continued, "Our people have always been peaceful and welcoming. We cherish all life, be it Na'vi, human, or Avatar, as long as they approach with respect. Our traditions and knowledge of the swamp are sacred to us, and we would have never sought confrontation."

"We had no choice but to seek refuge here in the mangroves," Kekuna concluded. "We now stand at the crossroads of our journey, determined to find a new life and protect the essence of our culture. Our arrival here was not by choice, but by necessity, to preserve the legacy of the Tíranmu and ensure the continuation of our way of life."

His words painted a picture of the challenges and difficulties they had faced, and the sacrifices they had made to ensure their survival.

As Kekuna, the Olo'eyktan of the Tíranmu Clan, explained the reasons behind their exodus from Kuns'uluk, Ra'ak, the Syorkilvan warrior with deep yellow eyes and a serene disposition, listened intently. His gaze, previously fixated on the unique beauty of the Tíranmu, shifted to one of understanding and empathy.

He admired their peaceful nature and their commitment to their traditions, even in the face of adversity. The realization that the Tíranmu had been forced to leave their ancestral home, the sacred Kuns'uluk, due to the encroachment of other Na'vi clans touched a chord within Ra'ak.

He understood the importance of preserving one's culture and way of life, as it was something deeply ingrained in the Syorkilvan's own beliefs. Ra'ak's expression, often marked by composure, carried a hint of solidarity and camaraderie as he considered the challenges the Tíranmu had faced.

Ra'ak's initial curiosity about the Tíranmu had now evolved into a sense of shared understanding.

As the Syorkilvan warriors prepared to leave the Tíranmu Clan, Ra'ak took a moment to cast his gaze around their surroundings, appreciating the unique beauty of the mangroves. The tranquility of the swamp and the atmosphere of their meeting lingered in the air, making it a memorable encounter for both clans.

"May the great mother protect your people for you courage and wiseness Olo'eyktan" the oldest Syorkilvan among the little group spoke "we now are gonna reassure our people that the tiranmu are not a threat so that our Olo'eyktan can meet you"

Kekuna nod " may Eywa bless your journey back to your people" the warriors then started to take their leaves their eyes scanning one last time the tiranmu clan.

As Ra'ak's eyes roamed, they eventually fell upon Zrina, who had emerged from the shallow waters of the swamp. She was adorned in traditional Tíranmu attire, her blue loincloth held by beads around her hips, a waytelem worn like a necklace around her neck. Her top was woven with shells, fishnets, and other shiny rocks, reflecting the essence of her clan's connection to the swamp.

Ra'ak found her to be a striking vision amidst the lush greenery of the mangroves, with her unique attire and captivating appearance. His gaze followed her as she gracefully made her way to her mother, the Tsahik of the Tíranmu Clan. The world seemed to quiet down for both Ra'ak and Zrina, a moment of profound connection that transcended words.

Zrina, in that fleeting moment, met Ra'ak's deep yellow eyes, and something shifted within her. The intense gaze held a hint of warmth and understanding, and Zrina found herself unable to maintain eye contact with his mesmerizing eyes. Her cheeks took on a subtle greenish hue, her heart quickened, and her emotions swirled in a way she had not experienced before.

Ra'ak, sensing the shared connection, smiled slightly, the gesture one of silent acknowledgment and appreciation. Their eyes had met amidst the mysteries of Pandora, and in that moment, an unspoken curiosity and attraction kindled between them.For Ra'ak, in that moment, the world seemed to blur around him, and all his attention was drawn to the captivating figure of Zrina. She stood out like a radiant beacon in the midst of the mangroves, and everything else faded into the background. Her image was imprinted in his mind, and he felt a sense of intrigue and connection that he couldn't explain.

As he made the decision to leave, Ra'ak turned around with a sense of finality, a faint shake of his head a subtle gesture that only he understood. He began to walk away, moving with his characteristic calm and fluid grace.

However, the atmosphere between them remained charged with an unspoken connection. In that moment, an Atokirina, a bioluminescent jellyfish-like creature, came floating gently through the air in its mesmerizing motion. The Atokirina, ethereal and beautiful, moved with grace, casting an otherworldly glow around them.

The Atokirina glided right between Ra'ak and Zrina, as if bridging the gap that separated them. Soon, more Atokirina arrived, floating like luminous spirits, as if drawn to the unspoken emotions in the air. They created a serene and magical aura that enveloped the two of them.

As Ra'ak continued to walk away, the Atokirina followed him in a silent, glowing procession. They floated behind him, their delicate movements resembling the graceful dance of the mangroves' bioluminescent flora. As Ra'ak reached the edge of the clearing and continued on his path, the Atokirina remained with him, their glow lighting his way.

Zrina, with eyes wide in wonder and surprise, watched the mesmerizing spectacle unfold. The sight of the Atokirina responding to Ra'ak's presence, floating behind him, was an extraordinary and enchanting sight. It left her with a sense of awe and curiosity, as if the spirits of the swamp were bearing witness to this unique encounter and weaving an invisible connection between their worlds.

[greeneywa]

This Ta'unui Tsahik and Olo'eyktan couple was absolutely fantastic in their design and acting and I want more people to draw them... The scene also provides very useful pose references for Metkayina anatomy (who we rarely see kneeling otherwise).

So you'll find as many references as I can provide under the cut. Don't waste your (and my) time telling me that scene was awful, I'm not sharing screenshots to relish the pain that village was put through. I'm trying to provide good references for anatomy, tattoo design, etc. I want more Metkayina rep.

All under the cut!

[greeneywa]

Ive noticed some differences between Their bodies and the Metkayina bodies my theory is that the Ta'unui Clan is a "Sea" Na'vi Clan while the Metkayina are "Reef" Na'vi cause the Ta'unui seems the be taller and bulkier than the Metkayina one of the Ta'unui background character seems to be even taller than Tonowari plus the Ta'unui do not have a reef barrier to protect them like the Metkayina, they lived exposed to sea which would make them better swimmers and divers....

Also their skin seems to be lighter than the Metkayina like the Metkayina have a light blue-greenish skin while the Ta'unui have real Cyan skin

I love the Ta'unui Clan my DR Self is from the Ta'unui Clan

I felt so sad for them like they were in peace in their village doing their things and then suddenly quarritch and his team appeared and burned down their village

This Ta'unui Tsahik and Olo'eyktan couple was absolutely fantastic in their design and acting and I want more people to draw them... The scene also provides very useful pose references for Metkayina anatomy (who we rarely see kneeling otherwise).

So you'll find as many references as I can provide under the cut. Don't waste your (and my) time telling me that scene was awful, I'm not sharing screenshots to relish the pain that village was put through. I'm trying to provide good references for anatomy, tattoo design, etc. I want more Metkayina rep.

All under the cut!

[greeneywa]

Hii people im bakc on tumblr I have passed my exams and I hope for the best and to celebrate my return here is my Na'vi clan that i create for shifting to my Avatar DR and to make new Ocs

The Tíranmu Clan (translation: Swamp dwellers) I got the inspiration from this account: @buzzkillchainsaw I love their post sm!!

Please give me your feedback and feel free to make Tíranmu oc (as long as you tag me and asked me before and you respect what ive write on them)

Living in the murky swamps of Pandora's jungle, the Tíranmu Clan known as Tíranmu Clan, had adapted to their environment in several ways. They had developed a distinctive green skin with darker stripes that served as camouflage amidst the dense vegetation of the swamp. Their bodies featured webbed toes and fingers that allowed them to easily traverse the wet, muddy terrain. They also had gills to supplement their breathing when under the water.

Their home, the Kuns'uluk, was the main settlement of the clan, located right in the heart of the swamp. They lived in natural houses they had constructed out of woven vines, branches, and various vegetation found within the confines of their watery abode. They would build them both above and below the water, often living on stilts, which allowed them to navigate between the different parts of their swamp with ease. Inside their homes, one would expect to find roofs woven from leaves, which served to protect them from the sun and the rain.

Their clothing was designed to survive the damp and humid environment of the swamp. They would fashion their dresses and tunics from lightweight and breathable materials like the woven fibers of the swamp's vines and leaves. They would then adorn them with intricate embroidery and beading. They would also include shells, bones, claws, and teeth of animals living in the swamp in their jewelry made from woven plant fibers and bioluminescent flora found in their environment. Their hair was also a defining feature, thick and curly, often woven into intricate braids adorned with small, colorful flowers and feathers.But what set the Tíranmu Clan apart was their unique hunting techniques. They would often drown their prey in the swamp, quickly and efficiently bringing down even the most formidable of creatures. They also employed tactics like camouflaging themselves amidst the vegetation of the swamp, laying traps for their quarry, coordinating as a unit to divide and conquer larger prey, or fashioning weapons with the finest materials such as sharpened coral or bone as dart-tips, or wooden spears with barbed tips for better piercing and hold.

Overall, the Tíranmu Clan physiology, appearance, clothing, home, and hunting techniques were a testament to their deep connection to their environment and their ability to survive and thrive in it.

As the Tíranmu Clan gathered around the bonfire, the elder among them began to tell a tale of their unique religion. The Swamp Na'vi had always been deeply connected to the lush and murky environment of their home, and their beliefs reflected this connection.

The goddess Eywa, revered by all Na'vi, held a special place in the Tíranmu's religion. Their rituals and traditions were centered around honoring and connecting with the spirit of the swamp, which they believed was a manifestation of Eywa herself.

One of their most important rituals was the "Swamp Blessing," a rite of passage for young Na'vi coming of age. In preparation for the ceremony, the young Na'vi would venture deep into the swamp, seeking out a rare and valuable plant as an offering to Eywa. This plant was then used to create a special potion, which was consumed by the Na'vi to symbolize their connection to the swamp and its creatures.

Another significant tradition was the "Swamp Dance," a spectacular display of movement and connection to the environment. During times of celebration or mourning, the Tíranmu would perform a dance that mimicked the movements of the creatures in the swamp, honoring and connecting with the spirits of those creatures and the swamp itself.

But it was the Tíranmu healers who held the most sacred role in the clan's religion. During their rite of passage, the healer would venture deep into the swamp to find a rare and dangerous creature, such as a venomous snake or giant spider. With their knowledge of the swamp and its creatures, the healer would tame the creature and use its venom or other bodily fluids to create a powerful healing potion. This rite of passage was a prove of the healer's strength, skill, and connection to Eywa, and was a crucial step in their journey to become respected members of the Tíranmu Clan.

Overall, the religion of the Tíranmu Clan was unique, reflecting their deep connection to the environment and its creatures, and the goddess Eywa who shepherded them all.

The Spirit trees of the Swamp Na'vi are unique and distinct from those of the other Na'vi clans. They are typically located in the heart of the swamp, surrounded by thick vegetation and murky waters.The Swamp Na'vi Spirit trees have a twisted, gnarled appearance, with thick roots that seem to spread out across the swamp floor. The trunks are often covered in moss, algae, and other aquatic plants, giving them a fuzzy, textured appearance. The branches of the Swamp Na'vi Spirit tree are covered in bioluminescent vines that glow with an eerie blue-green light at night. These vines are believed to be a form of communication between the Na'vi and the tree spirits.The Swamp Na'vi Spirit tree also has several large, bulbous growths that protrude from the trunk and branches, each covered in a different color of bioluminescent moss or lichen. These colorful growths are believed to be the life essence of the tree spirits themselves.Overall, the Swamp Na'vi Spirit tree is a mysterious and awe-inspiring presence in the murky waters of the swamp, playing a central role in the spiritual life of the Na'vi clan that calls it home.

The Tíranmu also have their own sacred animal (I create it) the "swampstrider," with long legs for wading through the shallow parts of the swamp and a flat, wide body that helps it float through deeper areas. It have a large, muscular neck that allows it to reach underwater vegetation for grazing, and could be gentle enough to be ridden by a Na'vi.To make it more distinctive, the creature have bioluminescent spots on its body that light up when it is in the water, helping the Swamp Na'vi navigate through the dark, murky water at night. This make it a valuable resource for travel and trade, and is even be revered as a sacred animal in Tíranmu clan culture.In Na'vi, this creature is called "Tximswä oeyä," which means "swamp strider" in English. it definitely has some features of both crocodiles and aquatic dinosaurs. its skin is rough and scaly like a crocodile's, but its movements are more fluid and graceful, like a Plesiosaur or other water-dwelling reptile.Overall, Tximswä oeyä is a powerful yet peaceful animal that embodies the spirit of the Swamp Na'vi and their connection to the rich, biodiverse environment of their home.

[greeneywa]

Please forgive me for not posting im in my last year of highschool and i have my finals exams as soon as im done ill post i promised

[greeneywa]

Heart to heart

Cheater Neteyam (aged up)X Omaticaya reader

Warnings: mentions of s*x, kinda nsfw use of y/n, cheating not proofread I'm French English is my second language.

Disclaimer: i will post Ao'nung's verison soon in this two fic you are gonna forgive them but if y'all want I'll make a part 2 where you don't. Also, there are no good reasons to cheat on your partner, cheating is one of the most hurtful forms of betrayal so the moral of the story... don't cheat.

Yawne : love (nickname)

Tag list: @evee25sblog , @muthmergya @cleverzonkwombatsludge

@seashelldom

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Neteyam

You were mated to neteyam right after his Iknayama, y'all were in love since childhood and everyone in the clan was expecting you two to get together. You followed him to Awa'atlu with his family and learned the Metkayina ways. Eventually you and neteyam got your marui after living on the island for 5 years. Tonight was like the other nights since 3month, you were waiting for Neteyam, he was late very late,you were pacing back and forth in the room, biting on your thumbs fingernail while wondering what the hell Neteyam is doing even tho you already know, your chest was heavy and your heart was aching, you feel like shouting and breaking everything in the room, at the verge of going to his parents marui to break down and cry . And finally it was past 11 pm when your mate finally got home, you were there in the middle of the room standing with your arms cross over your chest "why aren't you sleeping yawne?" he asked while scratching his head before tossing his stuff in a corner, you watched his muscles flex as he do so " why are you late ?" you ask still not moving from your position"ah...you know just hanging out with the boys..i lost track of the time sorry" he said chuckling then looking up at you with his soft smile that he got from his mother before sitting down on the mat and stretching himself. " well, that's funny tsireya told me that lo'ak was home in time.. same for Ao'nung's and Rotxo's mates". His ears flickers and he suddenly stop moving, before putting down the food he was about to eat, and focus on you waiting for you to speak "but you know what's funny teyam...?" you asked glaring down at him, he just looks up to you with an arched eyebrow waiting for you to continue, " is that someone had told me that they saw you carrying that bitch called Ni'awtu to her marui while cackling with her, and then entering the marui with her and not leaving until Eywa knows when..."his ears flattens down , You were now pacing back and forth glaring at him,anger slowly but surely taking place in your body, you never liked Ni'awtu y'all were rivals for the past 5 years, and the tought of her fishy hands on your mate give you nausea..But..how could he do that to you ?? With our enemy!!!!

" I can't believe this!!" He said standing up, glaring down at you from all his height, his lips had become a thin line as his braids shook from side to side since he was taking steps toward you. You didn't step back and let him get to you, you were 1000 times more angry now that he is openly lying to your face, his chest hit yours as you both glare at each other, " so now you are listening to rumours ?, I thought we were better than this Y/N !!!" " I'm the one who should say that to you Neteyam..." you say, as you feel your eyes get watery. " What do you mean ?" He ask with a softer glare" nobody told me those things teyam..Ive seen you with my own eyes..." Neteyam freeze not moving for like 3second before talking" what have you seen?" You scoffed" everything...I followed you two around the village,and I've stayed next to her marui while you were happily banging her against her husband's hammock...I've heard everything, how you say you were needy for her and that when you are fxcking me you're thinking about her , that you touch yourself thinking about her..." You paused catching your breath doing your best to talk without crying. "how much her metkayina dancer body hypnotized you and my favourite part is when you told her how hard it was for you to not cum in her since if you do y'all could get in trouble..but dont worry i didnt spy on you two the whole time as soon as ive heard you removing your loinclothes i left.." Neteyam was listening slowly nodding his head while his own eyes get watery " so it's been 3 month since you two have start your little affair right ? When did you plan to unmate me ?" You asked whipping your tears away.

Neteyam quickly shook his head before taking your face between his hand, tears falling freely on his cheeks." No,No,No yawne I've never plan anything like that..I promise I only love you my yawne there's no feeling between her and i..it was just sexual purely sexual ma yawne". He said while rubbing his nose against yours " but why..teyam..why..huh? Why?.." you cried, deep inside you, you knew why but you needed him to say it . Since your arrival on the island Ni'awtu have shown sexual interest in Neteyam even tho she we already mated too but apparently she is in a open relationship with her mate who is surely aware that his wife is getting banged by almost all the hunters of the tribes,Neteyam never seem to respond to her advances at least in front you so ended up pushing this thought in the back of your mind . You were still crying and trying to break free from his grip." I don't have any excuses my yawne except my foolishness for saying all of That in the heat of the moment the only thing on my mind when I'm pleasuring you is you nothing else nothing more... I was weak and i let her seduce me I'm so sorry..But it just that I was able to get trough my Rut like real rough with her..last time I tried on you, you passed out!! You were bruised and I've had made your inside bleeding!! You can't handle me in my ruts, so I swear to myself to only go slow and loving on you even if you beg me to do otherwise..but after the first time with her I realised how much I had missed being able to be that...savage so I thought that I could keep my affair with her to satisfied my animalistic needs, and come back to you and being able to satisfy you without having to hold myself back...it was selfish of me" you wipe your face again, before Neteyam kiss your head and bring you closer to him by the waist. " but now I see that it's not the solution.." his arms snaked around your waist tightly while, he press his face in the crook of your neck "Okay..." you said taking a deep breath

"Guess I'm not enough" you said softly, you couldn't hear Neteyam talking about how you were more than enough and perfect for him anymore. What kind of mate are you ? Not even able to handle you man's ruts, your poor Omaticaya body can't handle the mighty warrior's dxck during a rut ? What a shame that a Metkayina female has to do your job.. how can you be mad him ? It can actually get painful for a male Na'vi to not release during a rut so why are you being so dramatic... you started to have images of Ni'awtu on your mind, her long wavy black hair, her hourglass body shape, her deep blue eyes, her soft lips...you cant compare to her...you were having an internal breakdown when suddenly your body give up and crumble down in his arms Neteyam quickly lay you down on your hammock , he cover you with a blanket and put a wet cloth on your forehead before going out to find the tsahik, after Ronal examinate you she ask Neteyam what had happens he lies saying that you just overworked yourself not wanting your private life to spread around the village . A few hours later you woke up finding neteyam holding your hand while caressing your hair, you spoke weakly " Neteyam..." His eyes widen in shock before hugging you tightly against his heart"my yawne"he said rubbing your back you could feel and hear his heart beating in your head, you find that odd so you looked down and saw that he had made tsaheylu with you during your sleep so he could still make sure you're okay during the night even if he drift off to sleep, you could also feel something else..that What he had said last night was true, he was truly sorry and he planned on never doing it again, y'all are gonna figure something out for his ruts, you rest your head on his chest " Neteyam I'll need some time to trust you again" he quickly nods his head " dont worry my syulang I'll win your trust back..."

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[greeneywa]

Im gonna write some "cheater neteyam" and "cheater aonung" heheeh WE NEED SOME ANGST

[greeneywa]

Ao'nung dating deaf and mute reader part 2

In private...

He is not that touch-starved but yk he still clingy asf you are just not allowed to not be in his arms also HE IS INTO NECK KISSES LIKE FR MA BOI IS A SUCKER FOR YOU TRHOAT AND NECK!!! Also he is not shy around his parent he can and he will kiss you infront of them he won't go extra yk but still he is not afraid to lovingly kiss you while you visit him at his parents marui and to be honest his parent dont care as long as yk y'all are not doing the "extra" y'all even got your own kiss language yes kiss language for when y'all are being intimate (if y'all want I'll explain this later in a nsfw part 3)

Only 6 person I've seen him being touchy and affectionate toward you and they are his parents,your parents, tsireya and rotxo

Jealousy

He is def not jealous like come on he is the chief's son the most handsome and skilled metkayina boy on his island and lets be honest he had his fair share of girls before you so he is not jealous or insecure quite the opposite if you cheat on him you are the one who is loosing...to be honest you are the one who get jealous because he is not cold toward other girls like he don't flirt with them, but he talk nicely , he smile,he even compliment since you can't ear you don't know what is he saying but sometimes you do sign to him

"What do she want ?" And he'll be like "just to know if I can give some hunting lessons to her younger brothers" he sign back and it was true," why did you speak so nicely to her?" You sign "im just polite" he sign..

You were pissed and he knew it so he did what work best to get you back in the mood ......

SEA SHELL PICKING DATE!!!!

(Traduction: you running around the beach looking for pretty Sea shell while dragging him he love seeing you happy and being bubbly sometimes you'll catch him stare at you in awe and when you sign to him "What wrong ?" He sign back "nothing to worry about princess " then you smiled at him and he kissed your forehead before tangling your hands together and keep on walking around the beach)

His family

Tsireya is your number one shipper and fan she always knew her bug bro have a sweet spot for you

Tonowari is supportive after all you Are the daughter of Toruk Makto and a good influence for him

Ronal was not having it and she still struggle a bit but since she is the only with Neytiri that is against it she shut her mouth and just sulk in a corner

Your family

Jake was just like tonowari (also it's a good opportunity yk)

Neytiri couldn't believe her ears...her precious little baby with this ugly,stkinky,humpy dumpy looking fish!!!

But since you are happy..she stay silent

Neteyam Accept it but he keep an eye on Ao'nung He still don't fully trust him

Lo'ak was about to complain then he remember that he have tsireya so yeah he keep quiet.Kiri was disappointed...just that....disappointed in you lack of taste (also because she hate him)

Tuk was shocked but she quickly shrugged it off

Argument

Y'all never argue,cause Ao'nung is in fact very mature he knows when he fucked up something so when there is some kind of disagreement y'all always "talk" it out and it works y'all have hardly ever argue..and when it happens Ao'nung know that he can be pretty mean and say pretty hurtful things so when he is mad at you he walk away it's actually very easy to get on his nerves he get mad very quickly so if one day you see him walking away alone one the beach dont follow him dont play the " I'm the only one who can calm him" cause he will shamelessly snap at you or anyone

Tag list : @inutheangel @o0z3jk @anoungstsahik @tinkerbelle05 @elegantkidfansoul

[greeneywa]

Ao'nung Dating deaf and Mute sully reader headcanon

First of when you first arrived, he didn't think much of you you were just another 'freak" on his island. He also find you pretty weird like, your ears don't react of flickers to sounds, you always seem in your own world and you never said a word.."what is wrong with her" he tought.

But he quickly changed his mind when he went swimming with you and your siblings

When your brothers get back to the surface he sign to his sister "what is their problem"

You sign to him "they're not good divers"

Tsireya look at you shocked before signing

"you know the sign language ?"

"how" ao'nung sign.

"I am deaf and mute so I've learned the sign language to communicate with everyone"

You sign with a smile on your face.

Tsireya and rotxo smiled at you before joining your siblings while ao'nung give you a long stare with soften eyes before following his sister.

After that he was strangely soft with you yet he still pick on your siblings but not on you, when you were around he was all nice asking you if you need help, if you want to hold his hand to guide you in the water and then you remind him that your deaf not blind.

He quickly understand that he was crushing on you, he have that uncontrollable need to keep you close and protect you for him you are too precious and soft for this cruel world you need him to take care of you...neteyam and lo'ak find it very ironic coming from him..

The day he confess to you he went straight to the point by going to your family's marui

With his parents as for a "important meeting " jake and Neytiri we're scared you were their calmest child..you couldn't have done anything wrong right ?

But they soon calm down when Tonowari told them the reason of this meeting

"Jake sully.I A'onung come to you today with my family to tell you that I am hopelessly infatuated with your daughter Y/N I want your blessing to court her and maybe with Eywa's grace bond to her.." you were flutter by how romantic he was he then look at you and softly smiled you blushed and smiled back

Jake and neytiri gave him their blessing and since then you were to most spoiled female on the Island. He come to pick you up every morning, hunt for you and give some handmade gifts all the time, take you on ilu rides at night and stargazing, ya'll even create your own secret anguage to communicate more intimately

His friend never dare to pick on you because of your inability to talk like they used to neither other metkayina teens .

He want to keep the affection display in private as the chiefs eldest son he got a image to keep so he don't do much in public some people even doubt that he is your boyfriend he don't act cold you know but he treat you as any random girl he met.all the sweet things like nicknames, cuddles, hugs, kisses etc are strictly prohibited in public and only allowed behind closed doors

But in private its a different story..

Hehe

@tinkerbelle05

Want a part 2? Or a fanfic based on this?

[greeneywa]

I need some help right now im writing a "aonug x reader Angst to fluff fanfic" but the thing is i create a create a reef na'vi male oc with who Y/n is gonna make aonung jealous but i dont know what could aonung be jealous of ? He got everything for himself so what should another guy have to make him insecure ? Pleaaaase i need ideaaaas

[greeneywa]

I know its gonna sound desperate but i really need an Avatar buddy..someone who is as obsessed with avatar as i am an like we could can talk all day about Avatar without getting bored 😅😅😭😭😭