olayaxnangyaite

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[olayaxnangyaite]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓🌊🌀💧

NETEYAM SULLY x O'LAYA NANGYA'ITE!METKAYINA!OC!

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 = THEY DO NOT KNOW IT YET, BUT IT WAS LIKE EYWA MADE THEM FOR EACH OTHER AND THE SEA LED HIM TO HER. THE WATER CONNECTED TWO HEARTS THAT LONGED BUT ONLY GAVE THEM BORROWED TIME. 

The first words we shared (I)

Interlinked (II)

AO'NUNG, TSIREYA, ROXTO, O'LAYA AND THE METKAYINA CLAN

🌊𝐖𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐬𝐲𝐢̀𝐩 (𝙍𝙚𝙚𝙛 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙣) = THE LIFE OF THE METKAYINA, THEIR WAYS AND LIVING. THIS FOLLOWS THE STORY OF YOUNG TSIREYA, O'LAYA. AO'NUNG AND ROXTO AND THEIR EVERYDAY LIVES IN THE VILLAGE OF AWA'ATLU.

Where we are (I) [Pending...]

REQUESTS/ HEADCANONS/ DRABBLES

None at the moment.....

A/N: HII GUYS!!! SO THIS IS MY OFFICIAL MASTERLIST, WOOHOOO. ANYWAYS, I CAN'T THANK ALL OF YOU ENOUGH FOR GIVING NOTES TO MY FICS, I LUV U GUYS.

YOU CAN SEE THAT I HAVE A NEW SERIES GOING ON, I JUST MADE IT TO REALLY HIGHLIGHT THE METKAYINA CLAN AND LIKE WHAT IT'S LIKE LIVING IN AWA'ATLU. SINCE I LIVE USED TO LIVE IN A PLACE SIMILAR TO THE ISLAND ;) I WILL BE WRITING IT MAYBE AS SOON AS I FINISH MY FIRST SERIES.

YOU CAN ALSO SEE THAT THERE IS A REQUEST SECTION, I JUST WANT TO PUT IT OUT THERE THAT I ALSO TAKE REQUESTS AND I WILL ALSO BE DOING HEADCANONS ABT MY OC (O'LAYA).

💕ANYWAYS, MY DMS AND MAILBOX IS ALWAYS OPEN, AND I AM ALSO LOOKING FORWARD TO MAKING FRIENDS. HAPPY READING!!!! 💕

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Hii guys! just edited this chapter. I proofread it and suddenly I hated the outcome so I changed a little bit of it, Hope you like it! ENJOY READING !!!!

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 (II), 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝

NETEYAM SULLY x O'LAYA NANGYA'ITE!METKAYINA!OC!

SUMMARY - AS EYWA LED THEM TO EACHOTHER. NOW, IT IS UP TO THEM TO TAKE CARE OF THE REST. THEY DID NOT HIDE THAT THEY WERE FOR EACHOTHER, AS IT WAS DIFFICULT TO HIDE THEIR LOVE.

WORD COUNT: 1.8K

TRACK #2: INVISIBLE STRING by TAYLOR SWIFT

A/N: HII GUYS, HERE IS CHAPTER 2!!! CAN'T BELIEVE I'M REALLY GOING TO PULL THIS OFF BUT HERE WE ARE. So I ALREADY POSTED CHAPTER 1 AND I WOULD REALLY LOVE YOUR FEEDBACK ON THAT, IT WOULD MEAN THE WORLD TO ME <33.

AND IF YOU EVER HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS OR CANON THAT YOU WOULD LIKE TO ADD TO THIS SERIES, I WOULD REALLY LOVE THAT, MY REQUEST AND MY MAILBOX IS ALWAYS OPEN.

I ALSO WOULD LIKE TO APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE FOR ERRORS OR TPOS OR EVEN GRAMMAR MISTAKES, JUST KNOW THAT ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE. THANK YOUUU, ENJOY READINGGG!! <33333

Every morning, Ao’nung or Tsireya would stand outside O’laya’s pod and wait for her to head out. This time it was Ao’nung, who came with his atlatl.

“You sleep with that thing?” She teased, pointing at his weapon. “You carry that around, I’m starting to think you're insane” She pointed while proceeding with him. “And where’s yours?” noticing that she came empty-handed. “I don’t need it” she shrugged. “Remember what your father said-” O’laya stopped in her tracks as soon as that word came out of his mouth.

“Nung, father died long ago so I do not need to hear whatever he said” She acknowledge with sternness. Ao’nung slumped his shoulders and just rolled his eyes at her stubbornness. “Fine. But if you ever get in trouble, don’t come running to me, ” he smirked and nudged her forearm. “Don’t worry, I won’t” he chuckled at her smugness and looked at her so fondly.

It wasn't a secret that Ao’nung had a thing for O’laya, he’s so delicate when it comes to her. It’s not just that he promised that she would take care of her but also how he had already chosen her, without her knowing. In all the time they have spent together, it was difficult for him to avoid this gushing affection.

“Laya, Where are you going?” Ao’nung asked, she passed the area where they usually train. “To the shore” She replied giving a ‘duh’ tone.

The reef children had taken the first jump and flawlessly drifted along with the water, diving in a moderate speed. Soon after, the Sully siblings followed but with a playful and scattered jump making a loud splash.

O’laya turned her body to face the others and found Neteyam utterly mesmerized by the sea creatures that surrounded them. She grinned at him and was caught by his curious eyes. She went back to swim with Ao’nung, expecting them to follow.

“Come. Swim together with us” Tsireya signed, but they seemed to be enigmatic by this gesture and rather unfamiliar. Instead, she just queued for them to join. They shrugged and went back to the water.

O’laya looked over to Ao’nung, who was just beside her. And was visibly laughing at them, “Such bad divers” He signed to her, only to get a frown and another strike. He winced his eyes from the sting he felt and rolled his eyes at her. She looked back at Neteyam to see if he was managing and accidentally meeting eyes, it appeared that Neteyam was already looking at her before she even did.

She replied with a small smile and motioned for them to follow once more. As the reef children swam further, the Omatikayans could take it anymore and rose to the surface once more. “What’s wrong with them?” Rotxo asked, “They are bad at diving” he jibed at them. “Stop” Tsireya glared at his brother, “They are learning” O’laya shook her head at him and just followed them to the surface to face their exhausted faces. “Are you alright?” She asked.

“You swim too fast, wait for us” Tuk whined, “Just breath” Tsireya replied im empathy for the child as she glimpsed at how tired she looked. “You are not good divers. Maybe better at swinging-”

!SMAKE!

O’laya strikes again with her hand behind his head, Ao’nung groaned in subtle pain and glared at her. “Tsk! Enough, you two” Tsireya scowled at the two child-like adolescents before another catfight could start.

“C’mon, bro. We don’t speak thing finger talk, guys” Neteyam explained, imitating the movement of their fingers. “ I will teach you”

“ Where’s Kiri?” Roxto spun his head around to look for this, “Who?” O’laya asked.

“If you want to live here, you must ride” Ao’nung clarified, as his hands glided against the water. Neteyam watched as O’laya called for an Ilu and conducted it in front of him to reach. “Here”

“ You can sit right here” she pointed at the Ilu’s back, Neteyam gladly heeded and lifted himself off the water and onto the creature. She looked up to him to make sure that his stance was steady enough, but she couldn't resist to just staring at his braids and how well done they were, his back and how tha water slowly dripped off, his arms that gripped tightly onto the “Is everything ok? Am i doing something wrong”

Neteyam caught the brief silence and wandered back to her, “Kehe!, you’re doing just fine” She shook her head and woke herself back to reality. She gently grasped into the animal’s que for Neteyam not to access it easily.

“Bond with him gently…” As soon as their floras collide, it was like a gush in his bloodstream. “Feel his heartbeat, feel his strength..” O’laya softly took the boy’s free hand and placed it on the handle for him to hold. HE reopened his eyes and prepared to launch, The Ilu took off with him and O’laya crouched under to get a better view of him.

And by surprise, after a few stumbles, he got a good grip on the creature and just like his father, he had it on only the first try. She scoffed at his success, seeing the surprised and proud look on his face as he faultlessly rode the Ilu.

After a few rounds, he came back to O’laya who was already on her Ilu. “Did you see that?” He sounded like a child who just received a toy, “Most fail at their first time” She stated, “Did you?” He said as he caught his breath, “Of course not” She chuckled at the thought of it. Remembering how her first time went.

"Look at your brother" O'laya pointed at Lo'ak who was struggling to stay on the Ilu. She scoffed at him as she watched Ao'nung and the rest laughed at him.

The reef children and the Omatikayans sat in a circle as Tsireya organised a session for them to learn how to breathe underwater. But Ao’nung, O’laya and Neteyam sat in a different circle separating them from the others. “Breath…” She exhaled with Ao’nung and Neteyam following her actions. 

“Slow your heartbeat” She muttered, the three of them had their eyes closed to focus. But Neteyam, slightly opened his eyes to look at her in front of him. Legs crossed while her hands rested on her knees, He would scan her whole figure and take note of her every detail. But still obeying her instructions, 

Ao’nung on the other hand, also took a peek at his surroundings as he only opened one eye. He looked over to Neteyam and noticed that he was looking straight at her.

 “You know my ’eylan, looking at her won’t-”

“Fnu! “ She berated Ao’nung, “Kanfpìl (focus), Neteyam” She looked over to him with earnest. Ao’nung rolled his eyes at him and continued the whole session

after the lessons had ended, the rest of the reef children had gone their separate ways.

As Neteyam was wandering around the village giving himself his own tour, he found a small trail that leads to the deeper regions of Awa'atlu.

But his tracks paused when his sight drooped on the most majestic creature he had ever seen, maybe it was her giggling with the children or how they all sat beside her. Maybe it's her hair swaying with the wind, maybe it's the sun that shimmered her skin. He questions himself, admiring her soft laughs. falling for her smile, which slightly shows her fangs from her side view.

Tsireya sat on the other side, but not far for O'laya. The reef children surrounded them, braiding jewellery together. A couple of kids were circling her and decorating her hair with beads.

O'laya noticed eyes from a distance, she looked over to her right and found Neteyam. She beamed at him, making his knees feel entirely weak. He waved awkwardly to avoid embarrassment, and to hide the fact that he had been staring at her for too long.

O'laya gestured her hand and waved for him to come, "Come sit with us, Neteyam" She invited, he only nodded and followed her orders.

"These are the reef children" she introduced, as one girl walked hesitantly near him.

"Can we touch your hair?" She asked, with doe eyes glimmering at him. "Sure" He nodded and waited for the child to reach for his braids.

The little girl, smiled ear-to-ear as she took one of his strands that has bead embedded in it.

"tewti" she whispered, Neteyam chuckled as he watched the child admire his hair. But his gaze soon darted back to O'laya, It was the moment that he knew in his guts that this girl is either going to be the death of him or the one he was going to live for the rest of his life with.

"You look very pretty..." He whispered to himself, not knowing how he was voicing it out loud. Distracted from watching the kids, she only heard a mumble. "Hm?"

" Po san lu nga sevin (he said you are pretty)" One of the children decorating her hair voice for him. The rest of the girls giggle at Neteyam, Including Tsireya. His face suddenly heated up and a tint of pink smeared across his cheeks.

O'laya grinned at his flustered face, as her smile became uncontrollable. As the children became more comfortable with Neteyam, they started to take each one of his strands and started to decorate his hair with shells just like O'laya.

"Here in Awa'atlu, we embellish out nikre (hair) as a sign of friendship. The children will look at you as a ’eylan from now on" She explained, "You are one of us now" He opened her palm and asked for his hand.

He gladly accepted and offered his hand to her, gently placing it on top. Not breaking their gaze, She hitched a string that was covered in assorted shells, beads and even sea glass. "For you" this string serves as a token of love.

The little children had witnessed courtship in front of them, so innocent, so pure. A love affair that Eywa had given them.

His happiness was difficult to hide, looking dearly at the string tied to his wrist. "Irayo, Ma'laya" He looked back at her.

Tsireya was beyond happy to see her friend on the brink of falling deeply in love with Neteyam. It was apparent that their fondness was in their eyes. Interlinked, connected, like their souls were merged/ His yellows and her blues were a match made by Eywa.

"Here, You can make one of these pieces of jewellery with us" She took a strand of string and handed him a container filled with different types of ornaments. "Can you teach me?" He looked up to her again, "Of course" she beamed a warm smile.

"Now twist it this way..." Both concentrated on braiding a bracelet, O'laya guided his hands every step of the way. accidentally intertwining their fingers on occasion, causing sudden fits of flusters.

A/N : OMGGG, CHAPTER 2 IS OUT YALL. I JUST WANT TO THANK ALL OF THE SUPPORT, AND ALL OF THE NOTES FROM CHAPTER 1!! WOW I LUV U GUYS. AND A DISCLAIMER THAT THIS CHAPTER IS QUITE BORING, I KNOW, BUT I REALLY WANT IT TO BE SLOWBURN TO TRIGGER ALL THE SLOW-BUR, FRIENDS-TO-LOVERS GLURLY POPS OUT THERE. IF YALL HAVE READ THE WHOLE THING, YOU'LL NOTICE THAT THERE ARE NA'VI WORDS OR PHRASES. I JUST STARTED STUDYING THEM SO IF I EVER ENCODED THE WRONG WORDS WHATSOEVER, YOU CAN CHAT ME AND I'LL BE MORE THAT HAPPY TO CORRECT IT

Anyways, IF YOU MADE IT HERE, I JUST WANT TO GIVE YOU A TIGHT HUG AND THANK YOU FOR READING. ASA WRITER I REALLY APPRECIATE ALL THE NOTES YOU GUYS GIVE. IM ALSO LOOKING FOR FRIENDS SO PLEASE JUST HIT ME UPPP.

CHAPTER 3 WILL BE OUT VERY SOON, MUAH &lt;333333333

IF YOU EVER WANT TO BE IN A TAGLIST FOR THIS SERIES, PLEASE, PLEASE MY DMS IS ALWAYS OPEN 24/7

[olayaxnangyaite]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 (II), 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝

NETEYAM SULLY x O'LAYA NANGYA'ITE!METKAYINA!OC!

SUMMARY - AS EYWA LED THEM TO EACHOTHER. NOW, IT IS UP TO THEM TO TAKE CARE OF THE REST. THEY DID NOT HIDE THAT THEY WERE FOR EACHOTHER, AS IT WAS DIFFICULT TO HIDE THEIR LOVE.

WORD COUNT: 1.8K

TRACK #2: INVISIBLE STRING by TAYLOR SWIFT

A/N: HII GUYS, HERE IS CHAPTER 2!!! CAN'T BELIEVE I'M REALLY GOING TO PULL THIS OFF BUT HERE WE ARE. So I ALREADY POSTED CHAPTER 1 AND I WOULD REALLY LOVE YOUR FEEDBACK ON THAT, IT WOULD MEAN THE WORLD TO ME <33.

AND IF YOU EVER HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS OR CANON THAT YOU WOULD LIKE TO ADD TO THIS SERIES, I WOULD REALLY LOVE THAT, MY REQUEST AND MY MAILBOX IS ALWAYS OPEN.

I ALSO WOULD LIKE TO APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE FOR ERRORS OR TPOS OR EVEN GRAMMAR MISTAKES, JUST KNOW THAT ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE. THANK YOUUU, ENJOY READINGGG!! <33333

Every morning, Ao’nung or Tsireya would stand outside O’laya’s pod and wait for her to head out. This time it was Ao’nung, who came with his atlatl.

“You sleep with that thing?” She teased, pointing at his weapon. “You carry that around, I’m starting to think you're insane” She pointed while proceeding with him. “And where’s yours?” noticing that she came empty-handed. “I don’t need it” she shrugged. “Remember what your father said-” O’laya stopped in her tracks as soon as that word came out of his mouth.

“Nung, father died long ago so I do not need to hear whatever he said” She acknowledge with sternness. Ao’nung slumped his shoulders and just rolled his eyes at her stubbornness. “Fine. But if you ever get in trouble, don’t come running to me, ” he smirked and nudged her forearm. “Don’t worry, I won’t” he chuckled at her smugness and looked at her so fondly.

It wasn't a secret that Ao’nung had a thing for O’laya, he’s so delicate when it comes to her. It’s not just that he promised that she would take care of her but also how he had already chosen her, without her knowing. In all the time they have spent together, it was difficult for him to avoid this gushing affection.

“Laya, Where are you going?” Ao’nung asked, she passed the area where they usually train. “To the shore” She replied giving a ‘duh’ tone.

The reef children had taken the first jump and flawlessly drifted along with the water, diving in a moderate speed. Soon after, the Sully siblings followed but with a playful and scattered jump making a loud splash.

O’laya turned her body to face the others and found Neteyam utterly mesmerized by the sea creatures that surrounded them. She grinned at him and was caught by his curious eyes. She went back to swim with Ao’nung, expecting them to follow.

“Come. Swim together with us” Tsireya signed, but they seemed to be enigmatic by this gesture and rather unfamiliar. Instead, she just queued for them to join. They shrugged and went back to the water.

O’laya looked over to Ao’nung, who was just beside her. And was visibly laughing at them, “Such bad divers” He signed to her, only to get a frown and another strike. He winced his eyes from the sting he felt and rolled his eyes at her. She looked back at Neteyam to see if he was managing and accidentally meeting eyes, it appeared that Neteyam was already looking at her before she even did.

She replied with a small smile and motioned for them to follow once more. As the reef children swam further, the Omatikayans could take it anymore and rose to the surface once more. “What’s wrong with them?” Rotxo asked, “They are bad at diving” he jibed at them. “Stop” Tsireya glared at his brother, “They are learning” O’laya shook her head at him and just followed them to the surface to face their exhausted faces. “Are you alright?” She asked.

“You swim too fast, wait for us” Tuk whined, “Just breath” Tsireya replied im empathy for the child as she glimpsed at how tired she looked. “You are not good divers. Maybe better at swinging-”

!SMAKE!

O’laya strikes again with her hand behind his head, Ao’nung groaned in subtle pain and glared at her. “Tsk! Enough, you two” Tsireya scowled at the two child-like adolescents before another catfight could start.

“C’mon, bro. We don’t speak thing finger talk, guys” Neteyam explained, imitating the movement of their fingers. “ I will teach you”

“ Where’s Kiri?” Roxto spun his head around to look for this, “Who?” O’laya asked.

“If you want to live here, you must ride” Ao’nung clarified, as his hands glided against the water. Neteyam watched as O’laya called for an Ilu and conducted it in front of him to reach. “Here”

“ You can sit right here” she pointed at the Ilu’s back, Neteyam gladly heeded and lifted himself off the water and onto the creature. She looked up to him to make sure that his stance was steady enough, but she couldn't resist to just staring at his braids and how well done they were, his back and how tha water slowly dripped off, his arms that gripped tightly onto the “Is everything ok? Am i doing something wrong”

Neteyam caught the brief silence and wandered back to her, “Kehe!, you’re doing just fine” She shook her head and woke herself back to reality. She gently grasped into the animal’s que for Neteyam not to access it easily.

“Bond with him gently…” As soon as their floras collide, it was like a gush in his bloodstream. “Feel his heartbeat, feel his strength..” O’laya softly took the boy’s free hand and placed it on the handle for him to hold. HE reopened his eyes and prepared to launch, The Ilu took off with him and O’laya crouched under to get a better view of him.

And by surprise, after a few stumbles, he got a good grip on the creature and just like his father, he had it on only the first try. She scoffed at his success, seeing the surprised and proud look on his face as he faultlessly rode the Ilu.

After a few rounds, he came back to O’laya who was already on her Ilu. “Did you see that?” He sounded like a child who just received a toy, “Most fail at their first time” She stated, “Did you?” He said as he caught his breath, “Of course not” She chuckled at the thought of it. Remembering how her first time went.

"Look at your brother" O'laya pointed at Lo'ak who was struggling to stay on the Ilu. She scoffed at him as she watched Ao'nung and the rest laughed at him.

The reef children and the Omatikayans sat in a circle as Tsireya organised a session for them to learn how to breathe underwater. But Ao’nung, O’laya and Neteyam sat in a different circle separating them from the others. “Breath…” She exhaled with Ao’nung and Neteyam following her actions. 

“Slow your heartbeat” She muttered, the three of them had their eyes closed to focus. But Neteyam, slightly opened his eyes to look at her in front of him. Legs crossed while her hands rested on her knees, He would scan her whole figure and take note of her every detail. But still obeying her instructions, 

Ao’nung on the other hand, also took a peek at his surroundings as he only opened one eye. He looked over to Neteyam and noticed that he was looking straight at her.

 “You know my ’eylan, looking at her won’t-”

“Fnu! “ She berated Ao’nung, “Kanfpìl (focus), Neteyam” She looked over to him with earnest. Ao’nung rolled his eyes at him and continued the whole session

after the lessons had ended, the rest of the reef children had gone their separate ways.

As Neteyam was wandering around the village giving himself his own tour, he found a small trail that leads to the deeper regions of Awa'atlu.

But his tracks paused when his sight drooped on the most majestic creature he had ever seen, maybe it was her giggling with the children or how they all sat beside her. Maybe it's her hair swaying with the wind, maybe it's the sun that shimmered her skin. He questions himself, admiring her soft laughs. falling for her smile, which slightly shows her fangs from her side view.

Tsireya sat on the other side, but not far for O'laya. The reef children surrounded them, braiding jewellery together. A couple of kids were circling her and decorating her hair with beads.

O'laya noticed eyes from a distance, she looked over to her right and found Neteyam. She beamed at him, making his knees feel entirely weak. He waved awkwardly to avoid embarrassment, and to hide the fact that he had been staring at her for too long.

O'laya gestured her hand and waved for him to come, "Come sit with us, Neteyam" She invited, he only nodded and followed her orders.

"These are the reef children" she introduced, as one girl walked hesitantly near him.

"Can we touch your hair?" She asked, with doe eyes glimmering at him. "Sure" He nodded and waited for the child to reach for his braids.

The little girl, smiled ear-to-ear as she took one of his strands that has bead embedded in it.

"tewti" she whispered, Neteyam chuckled as he watched the child admire his hair. But his gaze soon darted back to O'laya, It was the moment that he knew in his guts that this girl is either going to be the death of him or the one he was going to live for the rest of his life with.

"You look very pretty..." He whispered to himself, not knowing how he was voicing it out loud. Distracted from watching the kids, she only heard a mumble. "Hm?"

" Po san lu nga sevin (he said you are pretty)" One of the children decorating her hair voice for him. The rest of the girls giggle at Neteyam, Including Tsireya. His face suddenly heated up and a tint of pink smeared across his cheeks.

O'laya grinned at his flustered face, as her smile became uncontrollable. As the children became more comfortable with Neteyam, they started to take each one of his strands and started to decorate his hair with shells just like O'laya.

"Here in Awa'atlu, we embellish out nikre (hair) as a sign of friendship. The children will look at you as a ’eylan from now on" She explained, "You are one of us now" He opened her palm and asked for his hand.

He gladly accepted and offered his hand to her, gently placing it on top. Not breaking their gaze, She hitched a string that was covered in assorted shells, beads and even sea glass. "For you" this string serves as a token of love.

The little children had witnessed courtship in front of them, so innocent, so pure. A love affair that Eywa had given them.

His happiness was difficult to hide, looking dearly at the string tied to his wrist. "Irayo, Ma'laya" He looked back at her.

Tsireya was beyond happy to see her friend on the brink of falling deeply in love with Neteyam. It was apparent that their fondness was in their eyes. Interlinked, connected, like their souls were merged/ His yellows and her blues were a match made by Eywa.

"Here, You can make one of these pieces of jewellery with us" She took a strand of string and handed him a container filled with different types of ornaments. "Can you teach me?" He looked up to her again, "Of course" she beamed a warm smile.

"Now twist it this way..." Both concentrated on braiding a bracelet, O'laya guided his hands every step of the way. accidentally intertwining their fingers on occasion, causing sudden fits of flusters.

A/N : OMGGG, CHAPTER 2 IS OUT YALL. I JUST WANT TO THANK ALL OF THE SUPPORT, AND ALL OF THE NOTES FROM CHAPTER 1!! WOW I LUV U GUYS. AND A DISCLAIMER THAT THIS CHAPTER IS QUITE BORING, I KNOW, BUT I REALLY WANT IT TO BE SLOWBURN TO TRIGGER ALL THE SLOW-BUR, FRIENDS-TO-LOVERS GLURLY POPS OUT THERE. IF YALL HAVE READ THE WHOLE THING, YOU'LL NOTICE THAT THERE ARE NA'VI WORDS OR PHRASES. I JUST STARTED STUDYING THEM SO IF I EVER ENCODED THE WRONG WORDS WHATSOEVER, YOU CAN CHAT ME AND I'LL BE MORE THAT HAPPY TO CORRECT IT

Anyways, IF YOU MADE IT HERE, I JUST WANT TO GIVE YOU A TIGHT HUG AND THANK YOU FOR READING. ASA WRITER I REALLY APPRECIATE ALL THE NOTES YOU GUYS GIVE. IM ALSO LOOKING FOR FRIENDS SO PLEASE JUST HIT ME UPPP.

CHAPTER 3 WILL BE OUT VERY SOON, MUAH &lt;333333333

IF YOU EVER WANT TO BE IN A TAGLIST FOR THIS SERIES, PLEASE, PLEASE MY DMS IS ALWAYS OPEN 24/7

[olayaxnangyaite]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 (I), 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝

NETEYAM SULLY x O'LAYA NANGYA'ITE!METKAYINA!OC!

SUMMARY - THEY DO NOT KNOW IT YET, BUT IT WAS LIKE EYWA MADE THEM FOR EACH OTHER AND THE SEA LED HIM TO HER. THE WATER CONNECTED TWO HEARTS THAT LONGED BUT ONLY GAVE THEM BORROWED TIME. 

WORD COUNT: 1.9K ( I AM SO SORRY)

TRACK #1 : SOMEONE NEW by HOZIER

A/N: NO ONE ASKED FOR T BUT HERE I AM FINALLY WRITING THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THE SERIES THAT HAS BEEN HAUNTING ME FOR WEEKS.

YOU CAN SEE THAT THERE ARE FEW REPRESENTATIONS OF REAL-LIFE CULTURES IN THIS FANFICTION, I FOUND THAT TAKING INSPIRATION FROM THAT VERY BEAUTIFUL CULTURE SOUND JUST RIGHT AND PERFECT TO REPRESENT THE METKAYINA CLAN! JUST TAKE NOTE THAT THOSE MENTIONED ARE FROM A REAL CULTURE! THAT'S ALL :)

I REALLY HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY READING THIS ONE, THE TRACK THAT YOU SEE THERE IS THE THEME SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER ( I recommend listening to it while you read). ANYWAYS, IF YOU EVER RAN INTO AN ERROR OR A TYPO, PLEASE DON'T MIND IT HUHUH JUST KNOW THAT ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE. ENJOY READING!

“Just breathe…” Ao’nung whispered into her ear as he guided her arms upon shooting the arrow, he held her arms straight and adjusted her posture.

“Focus. Only look at the target” He let go of her and motioned for her to shoot it, she took one more deep breath and closed one eye, she stretched her arms and gracefully let go of the nock. You can see how swiftly the bolt flew and perfectly pierced the bright red target. O’laya lowered her bow and took a good look at her masterpiece, she grinned and looked back to Ao’nung to see his reaction. He had a proud smile on his face but was soon replaced by a boastful smirk.

“That’s good, but of course, not as good as me” He mocked as smugness filled his ego.

O’laya rolled her eyes and swung her bow up trying to playfully hit him, “Oh yeah? Then what if I-” Before she could take a swing at him a loud longhorn roared throughout the village, stopping everyone in their tracks.

“Maybe next time, O’laya–when you can actually hit me” She scrunched her nose in annoyance and dropped her weapon on its rack.

On their way, they stumbled upon Roxto who was also walking his way to the front. He seemed to have heard of the announcement too.

“What’s going on?” Roxto asked as he walked with them, “Maybe it’s a drill? Or the sky people? I think we need to get our things. At last, after years of training we can finally fight” Ao’nung’s expression was filled with determination, he’s been meaning to make his father proud after all that training the two of them endured.

“Skxawng.” She lightly patted the back of his head which caught him off guard. “Us Metkayinas are not at war, and it will never be. Don’t ever wish that upon the people.” she was grave, with her detested towards the vision of war.

The trio arrived at the shore, where the people gather around something or someone. They walked closer and were surprised to see Na’vis, but distinct.

They approached compelling the crowd to make way. Ao’nung eyed the two kids who seemed to be the same age as them. And of course, the visitors did the same.

As Neteyam paid his respects and also observed the features of this new clan. “Oel ngati kameie” O’laya responded to them and showed hospitality towards the newcomers as she stood beside Roxto and Ao’nung. But Neteyam’s sight lingered on the girl, he couldn't seem to spell it out but he was drawn to her.

Her eyes were as blue as the ocean, her hair was like waves filled with sea shells, and her light skin shimmered against the sun.

Roxto was here throwing questions that seemed to mock the Neteyam and Lo’ak, but Neteyam couldn't care less. Usually, he would defend himself, but this time he couldn't seem to move–it was like he was caught in a trance. It was like he had seen the most beautiful creature there is.

“Ao’nung, Roxto. Enough” She scolded bashing their hands away from them. Tsireya who just arrived, also greeted the visitors. O’laya noticed how her eyes casually glanced at Lo’ak, she let out a titter upon realizing that this is going to be a situation in the future.

O’laya, Tsireya, Roxto and Ao’nung had been friends since the day they all reached the age where they could walk out of their pods and run along the shores and dive with the creatures under the water, so in short, they have known each other since they were kids.

O’laya and Ao’nung usually train together as an order from their fathers, Tisreya and her would practice medicine and healing as a time killer–sometimes they would also teach children to follow their steps as they often look up to them.

After a long process of accepting the Sully family, with Ronal and her critical opinions towards the infamous ‘Toruk Makto’, it was decided. The children of the Metkayina were required to teach them how the reef people work as one. And of course, the two girls were delighted to welcome the Sullys to a new home–Ao’nung on the other hand was forced and demanded to follow his father’s orders.

“Come. I and O’laya will show you the village” Tsireya hovered over the family with delight and a welcoming demeanour. They helped carry the baggage and briefly showed them around the village before leading them to their new home.

“This will be your Marui pod, your new home,” O’laya displayed, carefully placing the baggage down near the entrance. Tsireya gaily accommodated the family while O’laya wait for her at the corner.

Nightfall emphasized the luminous beauty of Awa’atlu. The skies were dark, but the village was alive, the ocean was like fireworks and corals had their different colours. The people were preparing for their supper, it was an annual festival that the Metkayinas perform. It was a way to keep culture humming and alive, it pays respect to the ancestors, and it showcase joy and appreciation towards the gifts and blessings. Looks like the Sullys were just in time, this somewhat serves as a welcoming ceremony. It just so happens that it was also a welcoming ceremony that the Chief arranged.

Roxto, who insisted to invite the Sullys, came to the ceremony with them. The family came and was surprised with the feast and the majestic harmony of the instruments, the solemn pound of the drum and the exquisite flow of the Pūkāea.

Neteyam and the other kids were surely amazed to be awakened to another culture and to open their eyes to a fresh start. They sang with apparent joy on their faces and danced with the wind barefoot on the sand.

The Chief and the Tsahik had arrived not long after, the people announced with lilting to respect their entrance. Behind them were the reef children and followed by O’laya who was at the very back.

Tsireya as the Tsakarem, wore a unique loincloth that was covered with pearls and corals. Ao’nung wore a bright shoulder and waist garment just like his father.

O’laya on the other hand, wore a kelp-like loincloth with braided ends. Hanging pearls and shiny shells would lightly clang as she walked, her hair moderately designed by specifically purple shells. She wore very faint tattoos on her shoulder blades and her neck.

And of course, Neteyam’s focus would soon be on the girl once again. His mouth narrowly agape from the sight, he was denying it in his mind and was trying his best to keep his head away from her. But he just can’t and I don’t think he won’t anytime soon. All the reef people had their unique designs, but for Neteyam, O’laya was simply different. And at this moment, even if Neteyam would restrict himself, he knew, that that girl across the shore would be the end of him.

The ceremony continued and the people feasted on the food that was handmade by the best culinarian in the village. The ceremony was just splendid, it was a night of colours and signing. Tsireya performed as a majestic dancer, side-by-side with O’laya, who sang with her. The men of Metayina, including Ao’nung and Roxto, had performed a very strong and emotional war dance that represented the tribe’s pride.

“Ah…Jake Sully!” Tonowari greeted with enticement, “I see you have met the people. This right here, is Pōwhiri. A welcoming ceremony” he explained with pride for his culture.

“Irayo, Tonowari. This is well appreciated by me–by us family. Thank you” He beamed, with Tuk by his side–who was also amazed by the dancing children.

“zola‘u nìprrte’, Jake Sully.” it was a fatherly conversation that no one intend to listen to, we all know how fathers talk. “Come. I will introduce you to my people.”

After the main event, The people subdued and enjoyed the party to themselves. Tsireya and O’laya parted ways and strolled through the ceremony by themselves. The music was still there, but it was now in a calm that would recreate the relaxing sound of the sea. The background filled with laughter and faint chatter, the people drinking booze and enjoying themselves.

“You should talk to her..” Kiri suggested, eyeing her brother the whole ceremony and noticing how he would constantly look for her. “Huh?” Proving that he was lost in her once again, not even hearing what Kiri had said. “You are no better than Lo’ak” she teased.

“Just look at her, Kiri” His eyes soften at her, and his expression grew calmer. It was like there are visible hearts in his eyes. “Nothing will happen if you just look at her. Talk to her, brother.” Kriri was right, she knew how much head over heels Neteyam was. And it was rare, she had never seen him so focused and so determined to someone.

The boy sighed and grabbed all his courage to follow his sister’s wishes. He pushed himself into the crowd and tried his best to excuse himself to walk to her. And finally, he was now a few feet away from her. She turned in his direction and noticed that he was lingering. O’laya smiled at him and didn't want him to think of her as a snob. Neteyam soon proceeded to her and finally, the two met. “Hey,” Neteyam smiled and stood just beside her.

“Did Ao’nung insist you drink it?” She assumed it was like she already knew what they were up to this whole time. “Yeah, he said ‘To be true Metkayina, you must drink the waipai’” He mimicked the way he talked. O’laya found it hilarious and crackled at his mockery, Neteyam’s tail swang joyfully and was proud to make her laugh effortlessly.

“Neteyam Sully?” She guessed, still not knowing which is which between him and his brother. And he nodded with acknowledgement. “Enjoying the ceremony, I see”

“Yeah. The food is great, Thank you” Neteyam replied, there was a pause after his reply. Rather an awkward silence between them as both didn't know what to talk about. “ did not like the waipai though…” He mentioned,

“I see, I can smell the Waipai on you. When you drink it, everybody could smell it. “ She managed to blurt out. “ yeah, it was too late when I realized he was tricking me.”

During the whole ceremony, Neteyam and O’laya would talk and laugh, sometimes O’laya would almost run out of breath from too much laughter. He would crack jokes and tell stories back from home, some were not even worth laughing at but she did.

The two were lost in their little world, talking about everything, It was the first words they shared but seemed like they have known eachother for too long. A bond of friendship was formed in a matter of just two conversations about how they would train and how important their roles were to their clans.

They were strangers to eachother, someone new. But Neteyam found something in her that he didn’t know that he needed, and that night for him could last forever until- “Neteyam!” a small and childlike voice called out for th boy, cutting off their connection. “Let’s go home” Tuk, who was a few feet away was calling out with the rest of his family.

He looked back at O’laya not wanting to leave her side, waiting for an assurance for him to leave. “Go ahead, I’ll see you tomorrow.” She confirmed. He grinned at the thought of seeing her again and soon followed his family.

A/N : OMG THIS WAS FUCKING LONG FOR A FIRST CHAPTER. I DEEPLY APOLOGIZE IF YOU FOUND THIS CHAPTER EXCRUCIATINGLY LONG. I AM ASLSO APOLOGIZING FOR THE TERRIBLE WRITING SKILLS, I AM STILL STARTING ANG I WOULD LOVE TO LEARN AND NOT TO MENTION, THIS CHAPTER IS SLOW BURN AT IT'S SLOWEST. ANYWAYS, I WILL BE POSTING THE CHAPTER TWO VERY SOON, IM ACTUALLY WRITING IT AT THIS VERY MOMENT. IF YOU EVER RAN INTO ANY ERRORS OR TYPOS, DO NOT BE AFRAID TO DM OR MENTION IT TO ME, I WILL BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO CORRECT IT. AND OFC SUGGESTIONS AND REQUESTS FOR THIS SERIES IS AND ALWAYS WILL BE OPEN. MY DMs ARE OPEN SO CHAT ME UP, LETS BE BFFS GUYS MUAH &lt;333333

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we must never forget what we are fighting for, we must keep the fandom alive guys we are all going to make it to 2031

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not related to the series I'm writing, but it kinda is. I know I'm not the only one who associates Moana with the Metkayina clan. I am well aware that there are a tad of differences but like the soundtrack and culture-wise--I think they are very similar.

I just love the idea of Moana and my OC O'laya being so similar and how they loved their island/clan. I kinda took inspiration from her as well, like the hair and the ambition. MOANA WILL ALWAYS BE MY SPIRIT PRINCESS, not to mention how I am very connected to my culture aswell.

Like I'm sure I'm not the only one who listens to Moana's soundtrack and think about living in Awa'atlu.

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 (I), 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝

NETEYAM SULLY x O'LAYA NANGYA'ITE!METKAYINA!OC!

SUMMARY - THEY DO NOT KNOW IT YET, BUT IT WAS LIKE EYWA MADE THEM FOR EACH OTHER AND THE SEA LED HIM TO HER. THE WATER CONNECTED TWO HEARTS THAT LONGED BUT ONLY GAVE THEM BORROWED TIME. 

WORD COUNT: 1.9K ( I AM SO SORRY)

TRACK #1 : SOMEONE NEW by HOZIER

A/N: NO ONE ASKED FOR T BUT HERE I AM FINALLY WRITING THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THE SERIES THAT HAS BEEN HAUNTING ME FOR WEEKS.

YOU CAN SEE THAT THERE ARE FEW REPRESENTATIONS OF REAL-LIFE CULTURES IN THIS FANFICTION, I FOUND THAT TAKING INSPIRATION FROM THAT VERY BEAUTIFUL CULTURE SOUND JUST RIGHT AND PERFECT TO REPRESENT THE METKAYINA CLAN! JUST TAKE NOTE THAT THOSE MENTIONED ARE FROM A REAL CULTURE! THAT'S ALL :)

I REALLY HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY READING THIS ONE, THE TRACK THAT YOU SEE THERE IS THE THEME SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER ( I recommend listening to it while you read). ANYWAYS, IF YOU EVER RAN INTO AN ERROR OR A TYPO, PLEASE DON'T MIND IT HUHUH JUST KNOW THAT ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE. ENJOY READING!

“Just breathe…” Ao’nung whispered into her ear as he guided her arms upon shooting the arrow, he held her arms straight and adjusted her posture.

“Focus. Only look at the target” He let go of her and motioned for her to shoot it, she took one more deep breath and closed one eye, she stretched her arms and gracefully let go of the nock. You can see how swiftly the bolt flew and perfectly pierced the bright red target. O’laya lowered her bow and took a good look at her masterpiece, she grinned and looked back to Ao’nung to see his reaction. He had a proud smile on his face but was soon replaced by a boastful smirk.

“That’s good, but of course, not as good as me” He mocked as smugness filled his ego.

O’laya rolled her eyes and swung her bow up trying to playfully hit him, “Oh yeah? Then what if I-” Before she could take a swing at him a loud longhorn roared throughout the village, stopping everyone in their tracks.

“Maybe next time, O’laya–when you can actually hit me” She scrunched her nose in annoyance and dropped her weapon on its rack.

On their way, they stumbled upon Roxto who was also walking his way to the front. He seemed to have heard of the announcement too.

“What’s going on?” Roxto asked as he walked with them, “Maybe it’s a drill? Or the sky people? I think we need to get our things. At last, after years of training we can finally fight” Ao’nung’s expression was filled with determination, he’s been meaning to make his father proud after all that training the two of them endured.

“Skxawng.” She lightly patted the back of his head which caught him off guard. “Us Metkayinas are not at war, and it will never be. Don’t ever wish that upon the people.” she was grave, with her detested towards the vision of war.

The trio arrived at the shore, where the people gather around something or someone. They walked closer and were surprised to see Na’vis, but distinct.

They approached compelling the crowd to make way. Ao’nung eyed the two kids who seemed to be the same age as them. And of course, the visitors did the same.

As Neteyam paid his respects and also observed the features of this new clan. “Oel ngati kameie” O’laya responded to them and showed hospitality towards the newcomers as she stood beside Roxto and Ao’nung. But Neteyam’s sight lingered on the girl, he couldn't seem to spell it out but he was drawn to her.

Her eyes were as blue as the ocean, her hair was like waves filled with sea shells, and her light skin shimmered against the sun.

Roxto was here throwing questions that seemed to mock the Neteyam and Lo’ak, but Neteyam couldn't care less. Usually, he would defend himself, but this time he couldn't seem to move–it was like he was caught in a trance. It was like he had seen the most beautiful creature there is.

“Ao’nung, Roxto. Enough” She scolded bashing their hands away from them. Tsireya who just arrived, also greeted the visitors. O’laya noticed how her eyes casually glanced at Lo’ak, she let out a titter upon realizing that this is going to be a situation in the future.

O’laya, Tsireya, Roxto and Ao’nung had been friends since the day they all reached the age where they could walk out of their pods and run along the shores and dive with the creatures under the water, so in short, they have known each other since they were kids.

O’laya and Ao’nung usually train together as an order from their fathers, Tisreya and her would practice medicine and healing as a time killer–sometimes they would also teach children to follow their steps as they often look up to them.

After a long process of accepting the Sully family, with Ronal and her critical opinions towards the infamous ‘Toruk Makto’, it was decided. The children of the Metkayina were required to teach them how the reef people work as one. And of course, the two girls were delighted to welcome the Sullys to a new home–Ao’nung on the other hand was forced and demanded to follow his father’s orders.

“Come. I and O’laya will show you the village” Tsireya hovered over the family with delight and a welcoming demeanour. They helped carry the baggage and briefly showed them around the village before leading them to their new home.

“This will be your Marui pod, your new home,” O’laya displayed, carefully placing the baggage down near the entrance. Tsireya gaily accommodated the family while O’laya wait for her at the corner.

Nightfall emphasized the luminous beauty of Awa’atlu. The skies were dark, but the village was alive, the ocean was like fireworks and corals had their different colours. The people were preparing for their supper, it was an annual festival that the Metkayinas perform. It was a way to keep culture humming and alive, it pays respect to the ancestors, and it showcase joy and appreciation towards the gifts and blessings. Looks like the Sullys were just in time, this somewhat serves as a welcoming ceremony. It just so happens that it was also a welcoming ceremony that the Chief arranged.

Roxto, who insisted to invite the Sullys, came to the ceremony with them. The family came and was surprised with the feast and the majestic harmony of the instruments, the solemn pound of the drum and the exquisite flow of the Pūkāea.

Neteyam and the other kids were surely amazed to be awakened to another culture and to open their eyes to a fresh start. They sang with apparent joy on their faces and danced with the wind barefoot on the sand.

The Chief and the Tsahik had arrived not long after, the people announced with lilting to respect their entrance. Behind them were the reef children and followed by O’laya who was at the very back.

Tsireya as the Tsakarem, wore a unique loincloth that was covered with pearls and corals. Ao’nung wore a bright shoulder and waist garment just like his father.

O’laya on the other hand, wore a kelp-like loincloth with braided ends. Hanging pearls and shiny shells would lightly clang as she walked, her hair moderately designed by specifically purple shells. She wore very faint tattoos on her shoulder blades and her neck.

And of course, Neteyam’s focus would soon be on the girl once again. His mouth narrowly agape from the sight, he was denying it in his mind and was trying his best to keep his head away from her. But he just can’t and I don’t think he won’t anytime soon. All the reef people had their unique designs, but for Neteyam, O’laya was simply different. And at this moment, even if Neteyam would restrict himself, he knew, that that girl across the shore would be the end of him.

The ceremony continued and the people feasted on the food that was handmade by the best culinarian in the village. The ceremony was just splendid, it was a night of colours and signing. Tsireya performed as a majestic dancer, side-by-side with O’laya, who sang with her. The men of Metayina, including Ao’nung and Roxto, had performed a very strong and emotional war dance that represented the tribe’s pride.

“Ah…Jake Sully!” Tonowari greeted with enticement, “I see you have met the people. This right here, is Pōwhiri. A welcoming ceremony” he explained with pride for his culture.

“Irayo, Tonowari. This is well appreciated by me–by us family. Thank you” He beamed, with Tuk by his side–who was also amazed by the dancing children.

“zola‘u nìprrte’, Jake Sully.” it was a fatherly conversation that no one intend to listen to, we all know how fathers talk. “Come. I will introduce you to my people.”

After the main event, The people subdued and enjoyed the party to themselves. Tsireya and O’laya parted ways and strolled through the ceremony by themselves. The music was still there, but it was now in a calm that would recreate the relaxing sound of the sea. The background filled with laughter and faint chatter, the people drinking booze and enjoying themselves.

“You should talk to her..” Kiri suggested, eyeing her brother the whole ceremony and noticing how he would constantly look for her. “Huh?” Proving that he was lost in her once again, not even hearing what Kiri had said. “You are no better than Lo’ak” she teased.

“Just look at her, Kiri” His eyes soften at her, and his expression grew calmer. It was like there are visible hearts in his eyes. “Nothing will happen if you just look at her. Talk to her, brother.” Kriri was right, she knew how much head over heels Neteyam was. And it was rare, she had never seen him so focused and so determined to someone.

The boy sighed and grabbed all his courage to follow his sister’s wishes. He pushed himself into the crowd and tried his best to excuse himself to walk to her. And finally, he was now a few feet away from her. She turned in his direction and noticed that he was lingering. O’laya smiled at him and didn't want him to think of her as a snob. Neteyam soon proceeded to her and finally, the two met. “Hey,” Neteyam smiled and stood just beside her.

“Did Ao’nung insist you drink it?” She assumed it was like she already knew what they were up to this whole time. “Yeah, he said ‘To be true Metkayina, you must drink the waipai’” He mimicked the way he talked. O’laya found it hilarious and crackled at his mockery, Neteyam’s tail swang joyfully and was proud to make her laugh effortlessly.

“Neteyam Sully?” She guessed, still not knowing which is which between him and his brother. And he nodded with acknowledgement. “Enjoying the ceremony, I see”

“Yeah. The food is great, Thank you” Neteyam replied, there was a pause after his reply. Rather an awkward silence between them as both didn't know what to talk about. “ did not like the waipai though…” He mentioned,

“I see, I can smell the Waipai on you. When you drink it, everybody could smell it. “ She managed to blurt out. “ yeah, it was too late when I realized he was tricking me.”

During the whole ceremony, Neteyam and O’laya would talk and laugh, sometimes O’laya would almost run out of breath from too much laughter. He would crack jokes and tell stories back from home, some were not even worth laughing at but she did.

The two were lost in their little world, talking about everything, It was the first words they shared but seemed like they have known eachother for too long. A bond of friendship was formed in a matter of just two conversations about how they would train and how important their roles were to their clans.

They were strangers to eachother, someone new. But Neteyam found something in her that he didn’t know that he needed, and that night for him could last forever until- “Neteyam!” a small and childlike voice called out for th boy, cutting off their connection. “Let’s go home” Tuk, who was a few feet away was calling out with the rest of his family.

He looked back at O’laya not wanting to leave her side, waiting for an assurance for him to leave. “Go ahead, I’ll see you tomorrow.” She confirmed. He grinned at the thought of seeing her again and soon followed his family.

A/N : OMG THIS WAS FUCKING LONG FOR A FIRST CHAPTER. I DEEPLY APOLOGIZE IF YOU FOUND THIS CHAPTER EXCRUCIATINGLY LONG. I AM ASLSO APOLOGIZING FOR THE TERRIBLE WRITING SKILLS, I AM STILL STARTING ANG I WOULD LOVE TO LEARN AND NOT TO MENTION, THIS CHAPTER IS SLOW BURN AT IT'S SLOWEST. ANYWAYS, I WILL BE POSTING THE CHAPTER TWO VERY SOON, IM ACTUALLY WRITING IT AT THIS VERY MOMENT. IF YOU EVER RAN INTO ANY ERRORS OR TYPOS, DO NOT BE AFRAID TO DM OR MENTION IT TO ME, I WILL BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO CORRECT IT. AND OFC SUGGESTIONS AND REQUESTS FOR THIS SERIES IS AND ALWAYS WILL BE OPEN. MY DMs ARE OPEN SO CHAT ME UP, LETS BE BFFS GUYS MUAH &lt;333333

IF YOU EVER WANT TO BE IN A TAGLIST FOR THIS SERIES, PLEASE, PLEASE MY DMS IS ALWAYS OPEN 24/7

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🗣️ WHEN I DIE I WANT TO BE REINCARNATED AS A NA'VI WOMAN 🗣️

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I've been thinking about writing an Avatar: way of water fanfiction series Idk, with my OC and all. I tried to make a chapter 1, but I hated it so I immediately deleted that. Anyways, just let me know if you guys want me to redo it, and I'll write it better. Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuu. Oh! last thing, if you want to get to know my oc just hit me up I'll post a trivia blog kinda thing hahah . BYEEEEE, have a nice week!

OH! almost forgot- MY REQUEST ARE ALWAYS OPEN! if you have ideas, feel free to write it down for me, it would mean the world! and I'm looking forward on making friends here in this fandom, you guys seem so sweet! just hit me up!

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Just a hot take, but Neteyam would blush so hard by just calling him pretty out of the blue. Like really blush

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I’ve never been in love before // Neteyam x gn!Metkayina!reader

🐚 Neteyam HC about him falling in love with you

neteyam is vry shy here LMFAO

lo’ak is done with his bs 

1k words

readers gender is not specified as always 

overall cute and short fic <3

I PROOFREAD FOR ONCE YAY

though i may have missed a few mistakes MY BAD

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Jungle on the islands of the Metkayina🌿