#Afop fanfic

[mydearneteyam]

WORTHY OF YOU ;; SO'LEK

summary ;; after a long time, it seems that eywa has allowed the same children who chased away your suitors to give the warrior you once knew a chance.

pairing ;; so'lek x healer!gn!na'vi!reader

warnings ;; mentions of war (briefly)

word count ;; 2.3k (with bonus)

word of the day ;; txasunu [t’a.ˈs·u.n·u] vin. love greatly, enjoy tremendously

You had never been easy to court. That was a fact. Perhaps many believed that simply because you cared for orphaned children after the war, you were easy prey for being kind and sweet, but it was far from a reality.

You had constantly heard sugar-coated words or modern compliments just by being a healer. You would even sometimes come across some who would get hurt to be treated by you, but your authoritative voice and piercing gaze were enough to make them give up easily. Although that was only part of it.

Yes, it was true that after the Battle of the Hallelujah Mountains you had adopted a few children. Each one had a different personality, a different view, none was the same as the other, except for one thing: the affection and concern they had for you.

"Sa'sem, I made you a necklace!"

"I brought a pair of feathers, Sa'sem. For your hair."

"I made you a basket, Sa'sem!"

You were their parent. And of course to you, these child hunters, artisans and future healers were like your children. Therefore, every na'vi from your clan knew that to win you over, they had to first earn each child's respect. But even you knew that was impossible.

The little hunters ruined hunting parties, causing prey to flee and your admirers to apologize for returning empty-handed, those craftsmen offered easily torn garments or clumsily knotted blades, and healers always ruined their presentations after perfuming them with stink bombs.

At this point, you had an army of young kids who loved you, cared, and hid you from others to death.

"They're not good choices! They give up right away!" they would plead from time to time. And while, you were grateful to be taken care of, sometimes you also wanted to meet someone, although for your age, the opportunity was becoming more and more distant every day.

At least that was until you met the Resistance.

"The Sarentu clan has returned" the Olo'eykte of your clan, a friend you had since you were young, came with that information to your home. That news surprised you, almost as if your own fellow banshee had taken a bite out of you.

"Are you sure?" and she smiled.

"I'd like to know firsthand. I want you to come with me."

You were not very familiar with the idea of humans, but you trusted blindly in the one who led your people, besides, it was an extinct clan! As a healer, you had a thousand doubts, especially because of the, according to you, reason for their death.

Arriving at the place, you were surprised by four Sarentu, whom you greeted with cordiality and an enthusiasm uncommon in you, in turn, you spoke as best you could with one of them in particular.

"Dr. Alma left us resting in capsules, for sixteen years now, at least" they said. You had to pull out a couple of numbers, for their story- the story itself of all of them told you, didn't match what you had been told as a young na'vi, but you didn't want to say anything yet. "...and then So'lek along with others from the Resistance led us out of that place to here."

Hearing that name, your ears flared a little and you were a little startled.

"So'lek?" you questioned. Behind you, a throat clearing made you turn around. With one of his arms dangling and a scowling face of pain, you were greeted by that boy, whom, with a smile, you recognized from both of your youth.

"I see you, Healer."

...

As a younger, you always had a strong temperament, taking the opposite to many authority figures that nowadays and with time, you had learned to respect. But in particular, as a young na'vi you were part of the warriors of your clan where you met So'lek a hunter, or well, a warrior at that time who was injured.

You would never admit out loud that during the weeks you were taking care of his wounds, you developed romantic feelings for him. But for you, it was just an awkward teenage romance. He was from another clan -literally massacred-, he had sworn to learn a little bit of everything in order to get revenge on the humans. For you, it was impossible. So you moved on.

Though now that you were giving his wounds a quick checkup, you wondered if the reason for allowing your children's shenanigans was because you wished - or rather prayed - to meet that warrior again.

"Brings back memories" you sighed as you put an ointment on his left shoulder. He made a grimace that you could almost consider a smile and nodded. "...from when you were impulsive" And of course, your words could never end without a certain comment.

"How could I forget? You knocked me out for a day to get my wounds to close" he released the air from his lungs, looking at you. "I'm glad to hear you've been good".

"I can say the same, have you find someone?" by the silence that came, you could assume it didn't go well.

"I thought I did, but instead I was reckless."

"Why am I not surprised?" you questioned quietly. Perhaps he didn't hear you or preferred to avoid answering, but he asked you the same question.

"How about you, has anyone managed to tame Pandora's beast?" his attempt at a joke only made you snort, rolling your eyes.

"Not yet."

As you continued conversing with him, you couldn't help but notice that from a safe distance, the Sarentu were watching you attentively.

"Have you been taking care of them?" you questioned, bandaging his shoulder after checking that the pomade you had put on had adhered to his skin. He denied, letting out a low laugh.

"I thought my appearance was the opposite of what a babysitter would look like."

"Well, I babysit several and look at me, I look the same or worse than you" you pointed to yourself. He looked at you with surprise and you noticed his tail wagging under the bed.

"Have you had children?"

"Not of my own" you clarified. "After the war, many of their parents… passed away, so I took care of some of them. They've grown up under my wing, so I try to give the best I can." you spoke, smiling as you described them.

You didn't notice So'lek looking at you intently.

"Though sometimes they are too unruly" you gave a chuckle. "Okay, stand up, let's see if you have anything else" you changed the subject.

When he stood up, the two of you stood with a closeness that you didn't feel forced, as with the suitors you had, but you ignored that thought quickly, examining him completely. Stepping around him, you nodded.

"I don't see anything else and I don't sniff for open wounds. If you have any problems, let me know, okay? I'll be staying for a while here" you reported. You looked up only to notice that he was already watching you and although you thought he would avert his gaze out of nervousness, he didn't.

"I understand, thank you. I... I must go" but his body ignored the words and you both remained just a few centimeters away. Maybe something would have happened or maybe not, but a voice interrupted both of you.

"Sa'sem?" it was At'ari, one of the older boys you had taken care of. Beside him stood Rina and Äska, the huntress and the craftsman, watching you intently. You turned away from So'lek as if you might have gotten the flu next to him and approached them.

"What are you doing here?" you questioned, somewhere between concern and annoyance. There was no way anything could have happened in the clan, you just arrive yesterday.

"You forgot some baskets" indicated the boy who had white dyed hair, but he wasn't looking at you, he was looking at the man behind you. "Who is he?"

"At'ari. Show respect" you commanded, to which he reluctantly waved. So'lek reciprocated the gesture with respect, saluting all three.

"I must get going." he placed a hand on your shoulder to which you gave a smile and nodded.

"Be careful."

As the male walked away, the trio looked at each other. You'd never be so nice to someone…. you didn't want to know better.

"Don't even think about it!" you threatened.

...

They did, in fact, think about it.

They had decided not to leave until they had completed what was their goal. But this time, not everything went the way they expected.

"So'lek, can you teach me how to use a human weapon?" smiled Rina, remembering how the few warriors in the clan would get paranoid at the mere thought of her touching one, imagining your furious face.

"As long as you don't use them as a toy" he indicated, allowing her to sit closer. "You see, this is a fusil, it's the most common thing humans use…" he began to explain and the girl's eyes lit up, listening intently.

From afar, At'ari had a frown on his face and Äska looked at him.

"He's a warrior, 'Ari, far better than anyone we know" he admitted, but the elder only gave a grunt.

In the second week, Äska was the one who had run into So'lek, albeit accidentally. While the younger had started making a feather necklace, something didn't seem to be right. Something was still missing.

"I see you, Äska" the boy was a bit surprised, but waved back. "Something wrong?"

"I can't see what's wrong with this. Can you take a look at it?" he muttered, a little embarrassed. Noticing the attitude, the man looked it over quickly.

"I won't lie to you. I'm not an expert in the crafts and I'm not looking to spoil your progress. Wouldn't you prefer that I accompany you with someone who does know about it?" unwittingly, So'lek had already climbed from a mere stranger to an acquaintance and from acquaintance to someone respected, but there was still a young na'vi who disliked his person.

"Give it up At'ari, So'lek is a great guy. Besides, Sa'sem is not here to hear you complaining" and it was true, you had been tasked with a job with a clan a little further away for a few days, so you could only communicate with them by radio - which, ironically, So'lek had taught them to use.

"I don't trust him yet. You guys are such an easy sell, what's this about him taking you to meet the Aranahe Clan?" he frowned at Äska. Rina laughed as she cleaned an empty gun.

"That's jealousy, if you want to go, you can just ask him" but the teasing stopped immediately as to the spot the same na'vi they were talking about fell to his knees, wounded in the side.

"Oh, just in time" cursed At'ari, rushing to pick him up and lay him on a stretcher in the company of his two brothers. Only Eywa could think of a time like this for him as a healer to go help him.

"I just need to clean the wound-" So'lek commented trying to get up, but with a familiar attitude, At'ari laid him down again, a bit aggressively.

"Hush." was all he said, starting to clean the wound, then reaching for one of your bowls to start spreading one of the creams he had, positioning a leaf from one of the healing plants and applying pressure. A few minutes passed where everyone in HQ was attentive to what would happen next.

"Don't sit or move. You'll open up the wound" he reported, grimacing. "Everything is fine, so stop looking at us like So'lek has given birth" he spoke for everyone.

As he went back to tidying things up, So'lek spoke to him.

"You're just like them."

"Of course, I am a healer after all" he said as he rolled his eyes.

"That's not what I'm talking about, At'ari" the named turned towards him and after a few seconds, he turned again, hoping So'lek hadn't seen the small smile that peeked across his face.

"That… means a lot to me. Thank you."

...

When you came back, of course you congratulated At'ari for doing a great job.

"There will be no mark left. Well done" you nodded inspecting So'lek's wound, showing pride and At'ari puffed out his chest, happy to know he had done just as your words had said.

Before leaving the scene, the boy turned.

"Perhaps he is worthy of you, Sa'sem. We approve of him courting you" and with that said, he took off.

A silence flooded the place and both you and So'lek tried to brush the comment aside. You gave an embarrassed cough.

"I'm s-" but the opposite denied.

"Don't be sorry. I hope…" you could tell by his look that he wanted to say something and was about to regret it, but you took his hand gently. "… I hope that when the time is right, you will allow me to court you."

"Eywa will give us a third chance?"

A minuscule smile appeared on the opponent's face accompanied by a sigh.

"Then I would like to court Pandora's beast, if you allow me."

"I've wanted to hear that for a while now. You can."

BONUS ;;

"They smiles too much with him. The others were so nasty that Sa'sem ask me to shoo them away" Priya gasped at the words of the trio, putting a hand to her chest.

"Really? I've seen So'lek try to nurse his wounds outside before going in…" she moved a little closer to the three siblings and whispered to them. "Ri'nela said it was so as not to worry the healer too much."

"I saw both of them laughing the other day!" exclaimed Teylan, joining the conversation.

"That's impossible, So'lek never laughs" argued Nor.

"With the healer he does" Teylan stuck his tongue out at him.

a/n ;; my tummy hurts 😔😔anYWAYS its been a long time since i kinda write this much?? (like 2k words....) so if you like it, please tell me !! i kinda didn't proofread this so if there's a mistake correct me, xoxo <3

[nyrtopia]

Because there's SO LITTLE of my bf Teylan,

Could we pretty please have some dating headcanons with Teylan 💜🫶

Of course I can, Teylan is so underrated and one of my favorites. :]

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ﾟ。 Dating Teylan ✉

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Teylan x Gender Neutral Reader | Avatar Frontiers of Pandora | Fluff

➛ His favorite place to kiss of yours, is your wrists. Not sure why, he enjoys paying attention to the weakest parts of your body.

➛ When you go on missions, Priya literally has to PULL him away from the communication device. Or else he'd be buzzing in every 5 seconds making sure you're okay.

➛ He is really self conscious, after everything with Mercer he has issues trusting that you truly love him.

➛ Thus coming to his love languages: Words of Affirmation and Physical Touch. If he could hold you forever, he would.

➛ Since he doesn't have an Ikran (yet) he often goes out looking for Berries to bring you. Or he'll trade something with one of the cooks so that when you come back you'll have something delicious to eat!

➛ He absolutely worships the ground you walk on, he truly feels like you're his saving grace. He always felt out of place with the Sarentu, but you made him feel as if he was the only Na'vi on Pandora.

➛ You two have matching warpaint, it's a mix of Sarentu & Your Clans colors!

➛ He is always talking about you around the resistance camp, whether it be to Ri'nela when she's teaching him how to craft arrows. Or Raj when he's looking at new gear.

➛ He is respectful of all your boundaries, he himself has some so he is easy to understand how you feel. All he wants is that you're comfortable within the relationship.

➛ Hand kisses!!!

➛ You taking him for rides on your Ikran, he's never flown before so he's nervous. But he's thankful that his first experience on an Ikran was with you.

➛ Always calling you “tanhì” or “ma’tanhì” which means star / my star. Because no matter what he will always follow you home.

➛ You always tease him by stealing his hat, although he thinks it looks way better on you than it does on him.

➛ You help him understand the Na'vi traditions by telling him stories, taking him to new places, introducing him to your clan (if you're not Sarentu.)

➛ If you're Sarentu you'll sing your people's songs to him when the two of you are alone. Before, he was scared he'd lose that part of him. But you're always there to remind him it's not going anywhere.

➛ When he goes for walks around Pandora, he always picks the most beautiful assortment of flowers for you. Your favorite too, he remembered after hearing you talk about it during dinner.

➛ You're his protector, mostly in the beginning when he's new to Pandora. But as he becomes more comfortable you two protect one another and things become balanced.

➛ He's less afraid when he's with you, he doesn't feel the need to be someone he isn't or to succumb to what others want him to be. He's just himself with you.

➛ The courting process was so sweet, he was very intentional when it came to his tactics. If you needed something but wasn't sure how to acquire it, he'd search high and low to be able to gift you what you needed. His favorite gifts to you were handmade bracelets, he learned to weave from one of the Aranahe weavers. They taught him when he went to visit their hometree.

➛ Ri'nela is so supportive of your relationship, she saw how Teylan was alienated from her and the other Sarentu. She's glad he finally has someone who truly cares about him, and isn't just manipulating him like Mercer.

[mythoughtsaregoingtooffendyou]

Chapter 3: Aim Training

Description: So'lek showing you how to use a bow. Na'vi: skxawng -> idiot Uniltìrantokx -> Dreamwalker Mì Syeha si -> Breathe in nì’eveng -> like a child tawtute -> human Translations are provided inside the chapter, so you do not need to scroll up. Appearances: So'lek Word Count: 1 852 Authors Note: This chapter is free of spoilers, just you and So'lek. Enjoy ❤ The other Chapters are HERE

That you were excited was an understatement. You were ecstatic to say the least. The entire night was spent tossing and turning, while thinking about how close So’lek, and you had been in your first bow lesson, and you were wondering if it would be the same today. After a night with practically no sleep you got up before sunrise and decided to head out. Maybe you would start practicing, as to not embarrass yourself so much again, you thought while slipping into the pod.

To your surprise So’lek was already waiting for you, in front of the HQ doors. A light smile formed on your lips, as you watched his back, while waiting for the doors to slip open. His statue was admirable. One could tell that he was an excellent warrior just by looking at him. Hearing the doors open, he turned to face you. “Good morning” you said to him. Skipping the formalities he sighed and gestured to your equipment. Understanding, you went and picked up the bow and arrows. “Have you practiced some more since our last training session?” He questioned you with a firm look. Embarrassed you shook your head. You knew damn well that you should have done that. However, after the Sarentu had arrived and you were sent out alongside Ateyra, you simply had pushed the thought of learning how to fight away.

It was stupid, you knew that. Afterall you were from the Resistance, and you were travelling around a lot. And considering Pandoras dangers you knew that you needed to learn some kind of skill with a weapon. Yet you had always managed to slip away from danger in just the right time. “Skxawng [idiot]” You could hear So’lek mumble under his breath. “So how do you expect yourself to perform any better than the last time, when you haven’t even practiced, Uniltìrantokx [Dreamwalker]?” You remembered briefly, how you had promised him not to miss your arrows again yesterday. Apologetic you looked at him and said “Well I half expected you to show me the proper posture again and that I then would just hit. I know this is stupid, but please give me this one chance.” There was no doubt that he was annoyed by this, yet he turned and headed towards the practice posts.

You knew that you had to perform now. With an anxious breath you followed him. “Show me” he said. Positioning yourself as good as you remembered, although you really didn’t remember much, considering that the closeness to So’lek had taken all your attention away from the lesson he had given you. He shook his head disapprovingly “Did you even pay attention the last time?”. He moved in closer to you, circling around you, taking in your stance and correcting where correction was needed. You felt his firm hands changing the position that your arm, that was holding the bow to the side of your body, was in. You had to give it your all to not loose yourself in his touch. How could you have fallen for him so easily? You did not even know him properly. A frown appeared on your mouth as you thought of your mother on earth. She probably would have scolded you for being smitten by someone that you didn’t know much of.

So’lek had come to the front of you, noticing your scoff he asked, “Is something the matter?” stumbling over your own words you said “I... ah no, I was just thinking about something.” A disapproving huff escaped him as he answered, “How do you expect to learn, when you can’t even concentrate, Uniltìrantokx [Dreamwalker]?” with an apologetic smile you said, “I will concentrate now, I promise.” As to prove your words you adjusted your arm again, to the form that you had felt him moving it in. “And now I need to breathe in while pulling the arrow back, right?” you questioned. Nodding So’lek moved around you, coming close to your back and placing his hand on your stomach, “Mì Syeha si [Breathe in]”. You did as he said, taking a shaky breath and pulling back the string with your arrow. You deeply prayed to Eywa that he could not feel your heart racing. Taking a step back, circling you one more time So’lek nodded and said, “Go ahead”.

Concentrating on everything that he had just shown you, as to not disappoint him again, you breathe in, focusing on the target ahead and release. The arrow lands a few meters in front of the target post, frustrated you looked at So’lek. “What exactly did I do wrong this time? I did as you said, I think my posture wasn’t even bad, I mean you had adjusted it, and I really don’t know why I missed that!” So’lek scuffs “Uniltìrantokx [Dreamwalker], you change the position of your arm when releasing. It is not enough to aim with your eyes, aim with your body.” You thought you had done so, you thought you had given it your all. “Do it again” So’lek said. You went and picked up the arrow, moving back, positioning your feet and arms, breathing in and releasing. A miss. Again.

You were hopeless. How were you supposed to ever hit this target? Your last few attempts all ended with the arrow landing mere centimeters in front of the target. So’lek sighed next to you “You act nì’eveng [like a child], how do you expect to hit the target if you let your frustration take over you?” You were not just frustrated, you were angry. Yes, you never had any talent in this type of matter, that was why you had become a scientist. Snapping back at him you say, “Well maybe I act like a child, but you know as well as I do, that this is not my expertise. So how about you help me out a bit more, instead of criticizing?” So’lek was a bit taken aback by that. He had seen you snap at Alma and one or two times at Priya as well, but he had never expected you to snap at him. Honestly, he didn’t remember when the last time was, that someone snapped at him. The tawtute [humans] inside HQ were all too scared of him to do so. He already knew that you were different, still he never would have expected this.

“Alright” he said, moving in close to you. “Let’s do one shot together then.” So’leks body pressed in close to your back. He moved his hand to yours, moving your and his body into the proper stance. Your cheeks flushed red, as you again had to prey to Eywa that he would not notice. Concentrate you told yourself, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate. You repeated this in your head, as to not lose focus now, that he wanted to show you again. “Mì Syeha si [Breathe in]” he repeated. The both of you breathed in, in unison, as he moved both your arms back, “Now release” He was too close. You could feel his breath on your ear. You needed to concentrate. But he made it so hard for you. Letting go of the arrow in your hand, praying that So’lek would not notice your increasingly unsteady breathing and racing heart, you heard the arrow land properly, opening your eyes you saw it sticking in the middle of the target post.

Spinning around to So’lek you beamed with excitement, “It hit!”. Shaking his head, So’lek took a step back from you. The smell of you filled his nose and only Eywa knew why this made him feel dizzy. “Obviously it hit, I helped you after all.” He didn’t really mean to weaken your excitement, however you had to yet land one arrow without his assistance. Pouting you said, “Yeah I know, but now that I hit once, I will hit it on my own, watch me.”. You picked up the arrow again, moving back into position, remembering how close he just was, a shiver ran down your spine. Concentrate, you repeated in your mind. With a deep breath you fired the arrow and… it had hit. Not the middle of the post, not like when you had shot it with So’lek. But at least it had hit the outer rounds. With a big grin you turned to him “See, I told you!”.

So’lek had no idea why he felt proud seeing you hit the target on your own for the first time. But he nodded with a small smile forming on his lips “Good job, Uniltìrantokx [Dreamwalker]. Now practice hitting the middle. When hunting an animal, you want to take it out as merciful as possible. And when being hunted you want to end your enemy as quickly as possible.” You nodded, taking the arrow out of the target. “Thank you So’lek, for showing me.” You were proud, that you had proven yourself to him. That you had shown him that you were paying attention as good as you could. “I will keep practicing, as much as it takes until I hit the middle.” So’lek nodded in agreement “Do that, I will go and prepare something to eat.” With that he left the practice ground.

Now that you thought about it, you could have sworn that you saw a small smile on his lips. But than again maybe your mind had played tricks on you, So’lek and smiling were nothing that you could really add into one sentence. Your ears where still tickling from where you had felt his breath reaching them and your body was still heated from his touch. Eywa, you had really fallen hard for this man. Maybe you could spark a conversation when he came back? Finding out more about him could be your knew goal, now that you had managed to avoid disappointing him again. Or maybe making him stop calling you Dreamwalker would be the next step. After all it felt as if he tried to keep you away trough this word. Distancing himself from getting any closer to you. Yes, that would be your goal, asking him to call you by your proper name. Nodding to yourself you started practicing.

So’lek needed to take a moment for himself. He had watched you practice throughout the entire morning, watching your every move, taking in how you grew more and more agitated with how little progress you had made. And when he made the decision to help you out more, he could have sworn that he had heard your heart beating faster than usual. Your smell was still lingering in his nose when he moved around in search of some fruits to bring back. Why was it that he even moved in close to help you out? He still hadn’t found the answer as to why you fascinated him. After all you really acted like a child when you couldn’t figure something out. He decided that he would need to question you about your interest in Pandora when he came back. Maybe that would bring him the answers that he needed.

[fried-peaches00]

Late Night Talks

Teylan x Sarentu Reader

Ratings: SFW, a little fluff, a little angst

Word Count: 800

Spoilers for the beginning of the cloudy forest story arc!!!

Kczz…kz…”Hello…” Kcz

The soft static buzz of the walky-talky resting at your side interrupted by a timid voice whispering meekly into the night rouses you from your sleep. While the rest of the resistance gathers around the fire to enjoy a meal and a moment of rest in light of the first — albeit small and mediocre — victory since being flushed from the Kinglor Forest, you retreat to the living quarters. After another long day of close calls with increasingly agressive beasts both feral and RDA alike you chose to revel in the warm lights, tapestries and bean bags among the barrack-like bunk beds. Just as you had barely drifted to sleep to the sounds of distant laughter and soft conversations your walks-talky buzzes to life. 

It takes you a moment in your stupor to orient yourself, picking up the comms device much like you used to a phone in you TAP days,

”Hello?” You exhale, rubbing your face.

kczvvv…” I miss you…”

You jump to sit upright, becoming unsteady and light headed in the process. You would know that voice anywhere. You heard those same three words on long stretches of being with the Zeswa or deep in the Kinglor Forest, far from the Dyer’s Bowl and resistance headquarters. 

“Teylan!” You wince realizing how loud you were. These days his name was a grimaced at, a slur almost. Blinded by his loneliness and naivety, his actions were responsible for the death of many friends and loved ones. You haven't heard from him since that first day when you escaped the helicarrier, no matter how often you chatted into the void of the walkie talkie static on long nights spent trekking among the trees. After so long you had begun to fear if he had done something stupid, permanent,

”Teylan, are you okay? Where are y-“

”I don’t want you to come for me, I’m okay for the night… I just… I need to hear your voice.” He sighs shakily. He berates himself with shame for even entertaining the idea of contacting you after what he’s done let alone going through with it, you can hear it in the hesitation between each fragmented sentence. It takes every fiber in your being to not insist you should bring your boy home,

”Okay, only if you promise you’re alright.” You bite your lip, leaning to get a better view of the hallway through the shelves acting as dividers for the sleeping quarters. 

”I miss you too, Teylan. I worry about you a lo-“

” I never should have done it!” He explodes, feedback from the walkie-talkie piercing through your skull,

”I wanted us to be together again and was blinded by my own stupid-Stupid!” He sniffles, taking a few shallow breaths,

”And now… We were further apart than ever… People died because of me. My friends died. Hajir and Daniella. I miss them.”  You hear him take a strained sob,

”An- And I’ll never get to see you again…” He whispers, breaking your heart. You can’t imagine him alone in some computer terminal, cold and lonely upon his own exile. He should be here, with you, warm tucked under your arm. Or at the very least celebrating with the rest of your friends, filling his belly with good food the Kama’tire and Zeswa bring from their homes,

”Breath, Baby. Take a deep breath.” Teylan heaves a few shallow, painful sounding, breathes before taking a shaky sigh,

”You know that’s not true, Teylan, You can have your space but I won’t let you stay away forever.” You murmur, looking towards your pouch containing the paper RDA map you recovered from an abandoned base; laden with marks for searched locations and clues of Teylan’s whereabouts,

”I can’t lie to you, honey, you fucked up big time.” You wince hearing him whimper into another set of sobs,

”But you aren’t the only one. Nor, Priya, and shit. Alma fucked up the worst… I can’t bring myself to burden you with this right now but at this point I just want to move forward.” A moment of heavy silence hovers, dampening the joyous chatter of your friends and teammates across the hideout, leaving you alone with the memories of your clan's demise and standing on the grave of your mentor. You can’t help but wonder if Teylan feels the same weight in whatever far off crevice he’s concealed himself in, 

“I just want the RDA gone, Teylan. I want you home…” 

It’s another few moments of silence. Followed by many more. It sounds like this conversation is over. You settle back down into the blankets and beanbags covering the cold metal floor. With a sigh, your resolve is set,

”Goodnight, Teylan. I miss you too.”

It doesn’t matter where he’s hidden himself away. You have decided you would take to the skies. No matter how many days, weeks, months it would take— You would bring your boy home. Whether he likes it or not,

”I love you, baby.”

And those four words were all he needed to hear.

[palulukantsyipp]

whoops, my hand slipped 😋

— (WIP) self aware! sarentu, nor, ri’nela, teylan, so’lek, eetu x player!occultist????gn! reader

due to this being a wip, info is subject to change. more utc!

LOL i only just noticed but i meant magnum* opus

new project 🤧 i couldnt help myself ;;

i named the protag haway! it means lullaby, and i figured the name would be perfect because the sarentu are nomadic storytellers (thus their voices r immensely important in sharing their experiences). the voices given to the player are very melodic imho so i thought it fit 🤭

here’s a lil sneak peek at what to expect!

— tawtute (human).

SYNOPSIS:

the remaining sarentu gather around the fire for the first time since leaving tap, their blood rushing as they recount the wonders of the pandora that was withheld from them.

but the gaggle isn’t alone, it seems — the four of them sneak confused glances at each other at the sounds of someone interjecting in a sweet voice… but the conversation continues as scripted, no matter how much they struggle.

once you log out, the three jump at the opportunity to interrogate haway. they didn’t seem surprised at the voice, so why is that? what is going on?

their explanation and what it implies leave the remaining three at a loss. how lovely you sound… they’ll stop at nothing to bring you to them, your otherwordly tawtute status be damned.

even if your presence drives them to each other’s throats.

— i might delegate so’lek and eetu to part 2… six na��vi is a lot to write for a first part. maybe i’ll write etuwa and nesim too? with a special guest, perhaps! i’ll keep yall posted lollll

[champipousse]

Ka’lhu & Tu’uly 🍂🪷

[yoditopascal]

I wanna write for So’lek so bad but I have almost no ideas for him. I have one pretty good one but I gotta wait for the comic to finish to even start it 😭

[naavispider]

Merciless - chapter 8

Priya led the way towards the comms desk - a more secluded space that had only one human sitting sentinel and no other ears to eavesdrop. Spider nodded at the man who was sitting with his feet up on the desk, looking relaxed but assertive. He supposed it was this guy’s job to monitor the radios. “Hi.”

Priya led him over to the set up. “Do you know how to use the system?” she asked, gesturing to the tech.

“Er… I could probably figure it out.” Of that, he was sure, but it was probably faster to let Priya show him.

“Okay,” Priya grinned, in a way that let Spider know she’d help him anyway. She directed her next question to the techie. “What frequency we on?”

“62.1,” came the reply.

Spider’s heart lurched uncomfortably again when Priya adjusted the settings on the radio station. He wasn’t too familiar with the ins and outs of rebel communications on Pandora, other than knowing it was a constant battle to keep messages hidden from the RDA. He’d known Jake had tried to disseminate the technology to other clan leaders when the RDA returned, but he’d never really considered how it all worked. He’d never needed to contact anyone from outside of High Camp before now.

[mumshin]

𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑻𝒀 𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑳𝑬 𝑻𝑨̀𝑵𝑯𝑰

✰ ft; So'lek x Fem!Sarentu

✰ contains; fluff, obsessed!so'lek, mentions of murder, stalking, gore(?)

✰ na'vi translations; tánhi(star)

It was a pleasant day at the HQ as usual, humans and few na'vi including dreamwalkers were seen around doing there own duties, as well as So'lek. He had a frown embedded to his face, why? Because of you, his pretty little tánhi.

Seeing you talking with a human, billy specifically. Made his blood boil, out of the people you chose to talk it has to be Billy Nash. He sulked in jealousy as you chuckle and laugh at Billy's jokes.

Finally he stood up and walked over to them. "Oel Ngatie Kamie, Sarentu." He brought his hand to his forehead and let it down making the well known, "I see you" sign.

"Oel Ngatie Kamie, So'lek" you said with a gentle smile making So'lek's heart skip a beat in secrecy, Oh how he wished to kiss that lips of yours but as much as he wants that he knows what he's here for.

"I'm sorry to intrude your talk but I have to discuss something with Billy" He said while placing his calloused hand on the humans shoulder literary towering over the pathetic human. "Oh it's fine, So'lek. I don't mind." you said and put your attention to Billy. "See you around, bill. Hope to hear one of your jokes again." You shot a wink at him before leaving them making So'lek grin a bit.

Once So'lek made sure you were out of sight he dragged Billy in a secluded part of the HQ before looking down at them with fury and anger. "You should know what to touch what's not yours, Billy." So'lek said with evident anger as he thought what to do with this human. "Oh come on, So'lek I wasn't doing anything on them, though I didn't recalled Sarentu calling you as his mate so typically you don't belong to her"

As Billy spoke So'lek's anger was building it up and once the human stopped talking he lunched forwards grabbing ahold of it's neck, suffocating him. "You just don't know, human. Your pathetic and weak and you dare to speak to me that way. Though as Sarentu said hear once more I'll make sure they'll never hear you again."

With a firm grip on Billy's neck he broke it and dropped the lifeless body on the ground mercilessly kicking it even te see if it was still alive.

So'lek eyes we're full of anger as he saw the looked at the body, as much he would never admit he was obsessed with the Sarentu he'll do anything to make them his and his only even forcing tsaheylu.

✦ All rights reserved, creation by mumshin

[sutxdreamwalker]

A Flickered Flame of Sarentu

Something Dear

Summary: Ah’so gets something taken from her, Nor and the other comfort her, now a chance to get it back comes up and Nor try’s to do the impossible

A/n: angst, comfort, Mercer being a bitch, fluff moments, red dividers not mine

Bold - Speaking in na’vi

Word index:

Sa’nok - Mother

Years ago na’vi children in the western frontier were taken from there clan by humans, they soon began there training in TAP.

The children were raised and trained like they were humans, but that unfortunately made them start to forget their na’vi heritage, but they still hold the things they barely remember dearly.

A na’vi girl named Ah’so keeps a tiny wooden angtsìk that was carved with the help of her mother, the only thing she has left.

She takes it everywhere but try’s not to let it be seen by the humans especially John Mercer, the man that is the cause of the children being there. He just wants them to be formed to soldiers to fight against there own people if necessary.

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Currently the children are in the cafeteria eating there dinner after a long day of learning again.

Ah’so is looking down at the table playing with her little wooden toy completely in her own world of thought.

She thought how the creature that her wooden toy was supposed to be would be like up close, she was fascinated with creature even though she hardly knew anything about it, only how it looked.

She also thought about the dreams, that were more like nightmares, that had her mother in it. Ah’so hardly remembers her family but she often has dreams about some kind of memory. A memory about her watching her toy being carved and the sweet, comforting voice of her mother.

The memory dose not show her face, only her hands. Hands that use to hold her and make her feel safe, and carved the small toy creature made of wood.

Mercer says that her mother abandoned her like everyone else’s family’s but she doesn’t believe that, she refuses to believe that. How could a kind, comforting, caring mother abandon her child?

Ah’so continued to play quietly with a small smile on her face as Mercer and two soldiers walked in and the children stopped whatever they were doing and faced them for a moment before looking at another direction, not wanting to look at the man they did not like.

Mercer walked over but not as close to the tables they were sitting at, he would do this to make sure that everyone wasn’t doing anything he didn’t allow.

Ah’so immediately stoped playing with her toy and tried to hide it by covering it with her hand but unfortunately Mercer saw it and walked over to her.

“Ah’so, your not allowed to have that piece of wood outside your bunk” he said as Ah’so held the carving tightly not saying a word.

“You know the rules, yet you disobey them” he sighed then held out his hand unfortunately of her “give it to me, now” he said in a stern tone.

Aho’so looked down at his hand, she didn’t want to give up the only thing she has. She held her toy even tighter, Mercer didn’t like that.

“Listen Ah’so, give it now, I am not asking” he definitely did not have the time for this. The other children just watched, they couldn’t do anything cause they knew it would only make things worse.

Aha’ri tho wanted to lash out but her younger sibling wouldn’t allow it so she just stayed put glaring at Mercer.

Nor definitely wanted to lash out at Mercer as much as Aha’ri did, he like everyone else knows that Ah’so’s carved toy was dear to her, he had a strong bond with her so he always felt the need to help, protect, and comfort her.

At a time like this he wanted to defend her but the glances he got from the other kids basically told him not to, it would only make things worse.

Mercer was getting frustrated with this “Ah’so, do as I say, now!” He yelled and that made her flinch. Ah’so didn’t want to suffer Mercer’s wrath but also didn’t want to listen and give her most beloved thing.

She slowly and shakily loosened her hold on the carving and extended her arm a little in hesitation, it seemed that she was gonna surrender the craving but it also seemed like she wasn’t.

Mercer grabbed her hand and tried to forcefully take the craving but she tried to pull her arm away from him and hold onto it as best as she could but Mercer unfortunately managed to rip it out of her hand.

Ah’so gasped slightly and reached out a little to her toy but knew that there’s not way she was gonna get it back. “You try and disobey me again, I will not hesitate to do something you won’t like” Mercer threatened. Aho’so had a sad and scared look on her face, on the verge of tears.

Mercer gave the children one finally glare before he and the shoulders left. When they did Ah’so started to sniffle and soon sob, Nor immediately put a hand on her shoulder then caressed her back.

“It’s ok, it’s ok Ah’so” he said softly as Aha’ri and Ri’nela went over and tried to comfort her too. Ah’so kept on crying and tried to wipe as many tears from her eyes “I..I want it back” she sobbed. Nor held her hand gently “I’m sorry, I don’t know if there’s a chance”. Nor wanted to say yes, that they could get it back but when he thought about it there was no way they could.

“Look, even if there’s no way we can get it back now, that doesn’t mean that you won’t see it again” Aha’ri said trying to make her have hope “I’m sure you’ll see it again and maybe that’s when we can try and get it back”.

Ah’so looked at her friend and sniffled some more before wiping some tears on her face “ok, I can wait for that day” she said with a small smile but hints of sadness in her voice. Aha’ri smiled “good, just have hope, that’s one thing Mercer can’t take away from us”.

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It was night and everyone was in there bunks laying down ready for bed. Ah’so wasn’t sure if she was gonna sleep well tonight without her angtsìk toy but she had to try. “Sleep well, Ah’so” Nor said from on top of his bunk “you too” Ah’so replied.

She took a breath and closed her eyes to let the calm feeling of sleep take over. Ah’so eventually fell asleep at some point.

During the quiet tie of sleep Ah’so had the dream again, her mothers arms, her sweet voice, her wooden angtsìk toy.

Her mother was singing some kind of lullaby, she could only make out it tune and some of the words. Everything seemed peaceful in the dream until it twisted like it has so many times before.

She could hear her mothers screams and could only see fire, and the angtsìk carving broke and burned in the flames, that part was not in her nightmares before, but something else being added in her nightmares was common.

“Sa’nok!” Ah’so screamed out and sat up when she awoke, tears flooded her eyes and went down her cheeks. Her scream woke up the other children, Nor climbed down from his bunk and went beside her.

He took her hand to let her know that he’s there “I’m here Ah’so, I’m here” he spoke in na’vi. Nor brushed his thumb over her hand and wiped her tears using his other hand.

She continued crying as some of the others were near to comfort her “did you have that nightmare again?” Nor asked.

Ah’so turned to face him slight and nodded “yeah” she sniffled “and I saw my carving broken, and burning”.

“Your craving is ok, I’m sure Mercer hasn’t done anything to it” Nor gently squeezed to her hand to give her reassurance. “But what if he has?” Teylan asked, not wanting to seem negative but the question did make Ah’so worry.

“Teylan!” Nor hissed at him “don’t make her worry!” he glared at him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to worry her” Teylan frowned. “We know you didn’t mean it” Aha’ri said trying to ease the tension.

Nor sighed “Ah’so, I promise you, if there’s a chance, I will get your carving back” Ah’so looked at him with a tint of hope in her eyes “thank you, Nor” she gave him a nod with a small smile.

“Now get back to sleep, I’m sure you won’t have another nightmare” Nor moved from her bunk but still holding her hand. Aho’so laid down, she and Nor slowly let go of the other’s hand. Nor gave her a soft smile and climbed back into his bunk and the other got back onto there bunks. “Good night” Nor said before laying down and everyone started to fall asleep.

Ah’so didn’t have another nightmare that night and slept peacefully. Everything was quiet and peaceful until it was morning and everyone had to wake up for another day of learning.

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The children were in the classroom continuing the same lesson they had yesterday which was about how the kids were gonna do there ambassador job for good and how they were gonna do it, the usual.

Ah’so was looking down at her hands with a sad look on her face, she wasn’t paying attention at all.

Alma noticed and weak led over to her “Ah’so, what’s wrong?” She asked. The question made her look up at the avatar “Mercer took my carving” she mumbled looking down a again.

“Oh, why did he?” Alma kneeled down to be face to face with her. “I had it in the cafeteria” she replied still looking down.

Alma sighed “I’m sorry that happened” then Nor spoke up “isn’t there something you can Alma?”. Alma turned to him and shook her head “I can’t, there’s nothing I can do”.

Nor frowned and balled up his fists of course Alma couldn’t do anything, she never helps them from Mercer’s abusive actions.

Ah’so sighed in disappointment “I’m sure everything’s gonna be ok” Alma said patting her on the shoulder gently with a small smile.

Ah’so wasn’t really so sure about it tho.

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After a pretty long day everyone was heading back to there bunks.

While walking back Nor noticed Mercer talking to Harding but something caught his eye, it was Ah’so’s carving on a table behind them.

Nor saw this as some kind of chance, he could get into the room and just sneak behind the two humans when they weren’t looking.

But he exactly didn’t have experience so there’s a chance he might fail and get caught, then he would have to go face a horrible punishment.

Nor was willing to try anyway, for Ah’so. He was gonna need some help too, he tapped Aha’ri’s shoulder and she turned to face him “what’s wrong?” She asked.

Nor pointed to the table where the carving was, Aha’ri looked over and looked back at Nor “Ah’so’s carving” she whispered. “We can get it back” Nor whispered “I just need to sneak in quietly, I need you to keep an eye on Mercer and Harding to make sure they don’t see me”.

“You sure you don’t need me to come in with you?” Aha’ri asked “I’m sure, if I get seen you make a run for it, I don’t want you to get punished” Nor replied. “I’m not gonna let you get punished, whether you get seen or not” Aha’ri said and Nor sighed “ok, come on, and let’s hurry”.

The two quickly made there way near the entrance of the room, it was on the side so Mercer and Harding wouldn’t see them. Nor peaked a little and saw the two humans still talking. “I’m going in” he whispered and Aha’ri nodded.

Nor crouched down and slowly walked in the room, he glanced at Mercer and Harding for a moment before moving towards the table. He gotten closer and closer until finally he went underneath it.

He looked over at Aha’ri looking at him from the entrance. Aha’ri glanced at Mercer and Harding, they were still talking and didn’t see them.

She gave him a slight nod to let him know everything was fine and he could make his move. Nor gave a slight nod back and slowly moved from under the table to get up slowly.

He was still crouching but was tall enough to reach the top of the table to grab the carving. Nor started to reach his arm over, but he did it slowly while glancing up a little make sure the two humans didn’t turn around or didn’t hear him.

He was so close to taking the carving but his ears twitched as he heard one of the humans move

He looked with worry in his eyes, it was Mercer, thankfully he didn’t turn around but it seemed that he might. Nor just stared frozen in place, Aha’ri watched anxiously ready to move in if needed.

A slight moment went by and Mercer and Harding went back to talking, none of them turned around or noticed the presence of the young na’vi boy in the room.

Nor silently sighed in relived and moved his arm again, this time a little faster. I’m a swift move he grabbed the wooden carving. He immediately went underneath the table again holding the carving he had in his hand tightly. Aha’ri felt relived and smiled slightly.

He know had to get out of there, he looked at Mercer and Harding one final time until he silently made his way back to the entrance.

Aha’ri put a hand on his shoulder “you made it” she whispers with a smile. “I did it” Nor smiled too “now let’s get back to the others” he said and the two stood up and quickly made there way to the bunks.

No one was in the halls at the moment which was good, which meant they wouldn’t get in trouble and no one will know what they just did.

Meanwhile the others at the bunks worried and wondered where Nor and Aha’ri were when they noticed they weren’t with them by the time they got to the bunks.

“What do you think happened?” Ah’so asked pacing around the room in worry “how did we not notice them gone earlier?” Teylan frowned. “Do you think Mercer found them?” Aha’ri’s younger sibling asked “he might be doing something to them by now”.

“I’m sure there fine, they’ll be back” Ri’nela said trying to calm everyone down. Ah’so leaned back on wall “what if something happened to them? Are they ok? Are they hurt?” She mumbled to herself.

Everyone else was thinking the worse and some mumbled to themselves a little.

This silence of worry continued on until the door opened revealing Nor and Aha’ri. The kiss looked in surprised “Nor! Aha’ri!” Teylan exclaimed.

“Your ok!” Ah’so gasped in relief “of course we are” Aha’ri smiled “where did you two go?” Aha’ri’s sibling asked walking up to her “we went to get something” Aha’ri replied giving her sibling a calm smile to put them at ease.

“Get what?” Teylan asked tilting his head, Nor turned to Ah’so and revealed the wooden carving. Ah’so gasped along with the other children “my carving!” She went up to him “how did you get it?” She asked.

“Mercer and Harding were talking and your carving was on a table, they were distracted so I snuck in while Aha’ri kept watch, I got it without either of them turning around or glancing over” Nor explained with a smile. Ah’so looked at him with thankful eyes, looking like she was about to cry from joy.

The na’vi girl gently took her wooden toy from the boys hands and examined it, beginning to smile a little.

“There was a close call but nothing that serious, but thank eywa I-” Nor was cut off but Ah’so hugging him tightly “thank you” she said in a hushed tone “thank you, thank you, thank, thank you!” some tears of joy started to develop and Nor hugged back “your welcome”.

Ah’so gave him one final squeeze before letting go slowly, giving him a smile, some tear stains on her face. Nor smiled back.

Ah’so looked over at Aha’ri and walked over to her to give her a tight hug that she was grateful to return.

Ah’so gave her one final squeeze just like with Nor and let go slowly. “Thank you, Aha’ri” she smiled “your welcome Ah’so” Aha’ri patted her arm smiling back.

Ah’so looked back at Nor, the two smiled at each other warmly.

The warmth feeling of the smile felt like the fond embrace of a flickered flame.

[mydearneteyam]

Hi! I was wondering if you’re still taking requests if so i was wondering if you could do a oneshot of so’lek x na’vi fem reader who is a warrior but is told not fight by medics and even so’lek at the resistance since she has chronic back pain but downplays it and acts as if it doesn’t affect her.

Like for example she goes on her own to fight rda despite what the medics say and comes back limping around as if nothing happened

I hope you understood that and sorry if its too long. I wanted to request this cuz i really like your writing so id really appreciate you if you make it, if you dont its totally fine.

A WARRIOR WHO CAN'T FIGHT ;; SO'LEK

summary ;; a warrior's stubborn behavior may change over time. or maybe not.

pairings ;; so'lek x fem!na'vi!reader

warnings ;; mentions of war, body pain, insecurities.

word count ;; 2.3k

word of the day ;; nawkx [nawk’] n. bone helm rhino

You cut the rope with your teeth, spit some of it out as you finished knotting and securing the basket you had accidentally broken earlier. You knew you were taking your time, but if you wanted your lie to stand, you had to try your best.

You stretched your body forward a bit more, almost crashing your chest into the ground to finish tidying everything up and gave a sharp inhale to stand up, feeling the sharp pain spread through your lower back, as it always did every time you had a sudden movement.

"And now…" with your foot, you lifted the fruits into the air so the basket could pick them up and once you were ready, you turned your attention to the path you'd had memorized forever. You were coming that way, you were going back that way. "On your way" you spoke to yourself, smiling.

Yes, there was a little blood on your clothes, but it wasn't yours, so your concern was minimal. You didn't abandon your big smile, even when, upon arriving at the headquarters, some humans already seemed to be waiting for you outside, with grimaces of obvious annoyance.

"You know what we told you! Are you even listening to us now?" one of them asked, but you swung your leg over his head, humming one of your clan's songs, disinterested. The tingling was present again, but as you threw your trunk forward, it stopped after a few seconds.

"Mother who brings us honor and life…" you continued to sing, putting the food aside and obviously ignoring the doctors at your back. Ha, funny. "Guiding our hearts through every strife..."

"It's not funny!" shouted your name this time one of the girls. "Do you think your life is just a game? You said you were going fruit picking and look at you!"

You analyzed yourself from head to toe, cocking your head to the side.

"Yes… and I brought fruit." You showed the basket, crammed with several, brightly colored and some not so much. "Finding a campsite a couple of minutes away wasn't something I expected either, but hey…" you laughed, tousling her hair. "That's on you guys for not letting me know it was so close. Maybe if you had told me, I would have given more thought to…going and helping out at all" even though you said those words, it was a lie. And you knew it. Everyone knew it.

Please, a Na'vi who would not want to go and put her life in danger knowing that her condition was thanks to the humans still in the land where she was born? It was impossible, you smiled, running your tongue over your teeth and pausing on your canines, with visible annoyance.

"You know you're not allowed to leave, everyone here has told you that. Even the warriors" she continued speaking, with concern and weariness in her voice. You had identified it for quite some time.

"I'm glad you have a good memory." you commented, pulling out a fruit and leaving your now arrowless bow in a corner. Although you looked at it from time to time, last time, they tried to hide it. "But I'm also sure you remember… that I'm an adult and I do what I do because I have to help my people…" your voice, as always, although understanding, was mocking. Maybe because the people who now cared for you annoyed you a little, always on you, as if they were your parents, as if it wasn't their own kind's fault that you had problems that now wouldn't allow you to fight.

"That's enough" you saw So'lek, just coming out of healings. You laughed a little to yourself, of course, just what you needed. Send the best warrior to talk to his own race. You ate some fruit, walking away from the place, grabbing your bow again and hissed at the pain in your back that bending over just a bit generated.

"Yeah, I think that was enough time off" you spoke between grunts. So'lek's scent reminded you of what you couldn't be and being in the same space as him complicated you. You didn't hate him, but you envied his state. Healthy, free, not needing humans to follow him wherever he went because his back worked perfectly fine.

Everything you couldn't be.

...

"How are you feeling?" asked Dr. Alma, looking at you passively. You scoffed, but shrugged, not responding. "Anything new to add?" you denied. "Everything as usual?"

"As usual" you concluded, trying to stand up, but the wires attached to you stopped you, you only managed to move the machines with you and the woman's hand rested on your shoulders, seeking to reassure you.

"Okay, I understand that this situation is not to your liking, but it's the only way you can get back to being better. That's what you're looking for, isn't it? To go and fight? To go back to being a hunter? A warrior?" she sounded almost sweetly, as if it wasn't something that was repeated to you every day. You sighed, taking the wires off in one fell swoop, tossing them aside and groaned as you stood up from the gurney, this time taking a couple of steps away from her.

"Be somebody, Dr. I want to be somebody again" you clarified, feeling the obvious annoyance in your body. Whenever you had revisions, something always told you to get out of there, the discomfort, your intuition, your instincts. You didn't belong in a place full of numbers you didn't understand or complex words only understood between humans or puppets.

Walking through the halls, you couldn't help but feel that the stares were heavier than ever. More than every day. You were a warrior, they must have been afraid of you! Why were they looking at you with pity?

As you left that space, that steel cage, you felt the scent of nature, the flowers growing around you, the animals talking to each other, communicating with life.

You noticed a small fire on one side. So'lek was there, checking his songcord. He seemed alone. You sharpened your eyes, wondering if it would be a good idea to approach him.

Whenever you saw him, you thought about how different they were. He was a full-fledged warrior, the humans respected him enough not to talk to him too much and many of the na'vi warriors from other clans who came recognized him for what he was, a brave companion and brother who sacrificed day and night for mother earth, for his people, for all the fallen, for each of you. You could take months counting day by day all those he had saved, throwing himself into danger. Even there you were, several times he had done his best to save you from the humans. When your arrows ran out, when your back pain was the most unbearable and left you helpless.

It was him. And that pissed you off. Because you always owed your life for him, but you could never save him. Because you couldn't. Your body couldn't afford something so extreme. As if it were ceramic, as if it were glass. Like an article of clothing that could easily be cut or snagged on a branch. That's why it was best to keep it tucked away, hidden from anyone who could hurt it.

"I see you, So'lek" you greeted, extending your hand towards him and he, with a calm look, nodded, closing his eyes.

"I see you."

You sat down next to him, getting into a specific position that could avoid the sharp pain in your lower back, almost reaching your thighs. You hissed, settling in.

"I see the pains are still present. The humans have not been able to help you?" he asked politely. You denied, squeezing your eyes shut a little and no longer feeling anything, you gave a sigh.

"Not really. I don't think they can do anything for me." you admitted, watching the wood burn for a few seconds. On the other side, So'lek was still looking at you, in a way you couldn't quite identify. You didn't want to believe it was pity. He should see you as an equal, shouldn't he?

"In the morning… Why did you go to the camp?" you watched him settle in and could almost feel scolded. "You could have hurt yourself on the way there and you don't have weapons like theirs. It was stupid. Impulsive."

"Because I'm stupid… and impulsive. Like a Bone Helm Rhino" you smiled at the last. They tended to call you that. You were stubborn, too stubborn not to accept that going and shooting humans was suicide for you.

"Yes, I think I see the similarity" he nodded and you looked at him. He mimicked your action and you looked down, not out of embarrassment, but out of discomfort. You weren't used to being close to him and a conversation couldn't lead you to that. "A warrior who can't fight… almost like a fable of our people…" he commented and you looked at him again. This time, you didn't look away.

"I don't like that title. I prefer something more ostentatious, like 'wounded warrior who follows to the death'" you tried to take the weight off your troubles, but you saw him settle back, cocking his head to one side.

"Bone Helm Rhino it is, then."

"A good title…if I knew how to wear it right."

"'Foolish inflexibility and unyielding determination are two sides of the same coin, Warrior" he commented, slowly getting to his feet, handing you some arrows. "You choose what you want to prove. Take a chance, but be wise with your decisions. Do not allow yourself to die. Your people… we are waiting for you at the end of the day."

You preferred to believe that the warmth spreading through your body was because of the campfire and not because his words were something that made you feel good. And for the first time in a long time, a feeling passed over the tingling that spread from your back down. Peace.

You looked at the arrows in your hands and settled back, hugging your legs. The bonfire would be extinguished before long, but you decided to stay outside a while longer.

" Unyielding determination…" you whispered to yourself. The only witnesses to that were the night and the small insects flying around. "Yeah, I guess that doesn't suit me" you laughed a little, for every chuckle, a little strum in your lower back pulled the muscles around it.

"Not even a little bit".

...

"You're doing good. Now, raise your arm a little more" you felt his hand tilt your elbow up and took a couple of breaths to keep from thinking about the pain. "How do you feel?"

"Like my insides are going to explode, thanks for asking" you spoke in a slightly higher pitched tone of voice and saw the opposite nod.

"Yes, I was told you might feel that way" you knew he wouldn't do it in front of you, but you noticed how he held back a small smile and you raised an eyebrow, grimacing "Eyes front. Both eyes open. You know where you need to aim" he indicated and you nodded. "Good. Shoot" you slowly released your breath and pulled the trigger.

"Perfect. You didn't hit the target. I didn't expect you to" he took the gun for you though. "The Kame'tire Clan's meds are just trying to take effect on you after all."

"So this was all just to make fun of me?" you asked, still in a bit of pain, but slowly dissipating. You denied, emptying the magazines.

"For testing. See if you could handle the gun and its weight. At least this way you can be more protected if you keep sneaking off to RDA camps" he commented nonchalantly and you got a little self-conscious.

"You don't mind if I go?"

"It's not a question of whether I care or not. It's about your safety. As long as you're secure and alive, I think I have worse things to worry about" he admitted. You smiled a little and before he left - because these 'classes' were brief because of his missions - you took his wrist.

"Thank you, So'lek. For… making me feel like someone again."

He hesitated a bit to respond. Avoiding looking you in the eye.

"You've always been someone. The only one who thinks differently is you, Nawkx" he nodded slightly and you let go. "But I'm glad I brought you back to a good view of yourself."

You smiled to yourself and cocked your head to one side, watching him leave. This time, there was no campfire to evade your thoughts about him.

But it didn't bother you at all to deny it.

"Thinking of something?" you looked to the side of you, So'lek arranged one of the feathers dangling from your hair. You shook your head, smiling as you set the basket full of fruit down in the center of the table. "I hope you didn't go to fight humans again?" you feigned indignation, with a chuckle.

"Me? Fighting humans? How dare you…" you cut the root of one of the fruits with the blade "After all, there are almost none."

"Exactly, almost. You always manage to find them." he reminded you and you rolled your eyes, turning to hug him. "Don't think it'll work like the old days… I can smell your lies."

"Oh, silly me, thinking I could outwit my mate with a show of affection so I could go fight like the warrior I used to be" you faked your voice, throwing your head back and reaching past your back, So'lek's strong arms held you.

"The warrior who couldn't fight and did it anyway. A good tale to tell."

"Just telling. Living it is a bit boring" you snuggled into the space between his neck, purring a little. A dry chuckle came from his throat and he nodded.

"I can imagine, Ma Nawkx."

a/n ;; it took me forever!!! i'm really sorry if it wasn't exactly how it was asked and sorry if it wasn't to your liking! i hope that in the future you'll still like to ask for another request! honestly i like how it kinda turned because i struggled at first how to write it 😔😔 i was listening to 'harpy hare' by yaelokre while writing this btw anyways, i love y'all ¡!

[nyrtopia]

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ﾟ。 Dating Ri'nela ✉

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Avatar Frontiers Of Pandora | Ri'nela x Gender Neutral Reader | Fluff !!

➥ Very protective, she always has been. Ever since she was younger she looked out for everyone else, and now she looks out for you.

➥ Always the one to bandage you up after missions, it pains her to see you hurt but she feels as though she's the best person to take care of you when you're in pain.

➥ A total cuddle bug. She's not one for PDA, so she finds solace in the time you two have alone in your pod. Or if you're out on a mission by yourselves, laying with one another under the stars.

➥ Her love languages are Quality Time and Words of Affirmation. She isn't a very touchy person unless it's in private. But she is willing to talk you up to anyone who will listen, she's genuinely proud of you and your accomplishments!

➥ Always hearing her hum a Sarentu melody, it's engraved in her bones. When she's hunting, when she's eating, you will always hear it.

➥ If you're not Sarentu, she teaches you (what little) songs she remembers. Her hope is to bring the Sarentu traditions back to life one day.

➥ If you're Aranahe, you're telling her stories about the Sarentu, stories your grandmother told you when you were younger. You hope it makes her feel more connected to her roots.

➥ Not a open flirter, she'll sneak a few compliments here and there. It's never something too obvious, hours later you'll realize she was flirting and not just being polite.

➥ Taking her for rides on your ikran, and helping her when it's time for her Iknimaya.

➥ If you're Aranahe, you apply your traditional war paint on her as a way of connecting the two of you.

➥ Before you start dating she's weary of you going out on missions, she's seen bad things happen to people who are careless. But as you return she thanks the great mother that you're safe. Bringing you into a hug that lasts a little longer than normal.

➥ Whenever you're not hunting or fighting, you're spending your time with her. Looking after things at the resistance, learning more about the Sarentu ways, all sorts of things.

➥ You bringing her all of her favorite fruits when she's over working herself, attempting to take her mind off things that stress her out.

➥ The feathers on your bow match the feathers in her hair. You decided to add them when you brought your bow in for an upgrade.

➥ She LOVES compliments, not the generic kind. But the ones that actually apply to her, it makes her giddy whenever you come up with creative compliments.

➥ Hunting for her!! She's always busy so you help make sure she's properly eating, you get the food and have Relun cook it. He makes the best food after all.

➥ After you mated, she helped weave in a feather into both of your songcord's, to symbolize your union within eywa.

➥ She is SO good with kids, she wants some of her own. But not until the RDA are completely gone from Pandora.

➥ If you aren't Sarentu, she's a bit hesitant to share her story. But eventually when she warms up to you, it's by the fire on a hunting trip. The two of you are eating Yovo fruit, and you ask about her life as a child.

➥ She braids your hair for you, in a similar pattern to the way hers is. She was taught by Nor and now helps you when you need it.

➥ Overall, you are Ri'nela's home. The comfort in her stormy life, when things are rough you're the one she goes to because you know how to make her feel better.

[mythoughtsaregoingtooffendyou]

Masterlist

So'lek:

Finding Yourself [So'lek x Avatar reader]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

You aren't one of them. But you also don't feel connected to your human roots. Since the Sarentu children returned, everything had taken a turn, to the good of course. However, you feel confused, left out and lost wondering who you are or want to be. And then there is So'lek. The lone warrior, how can your heart race for a man that despises you?

Eetu:

Oneshot [Based on a request]

[fried-peaches00]

“It’s The Way”

Teylan x Human Reader

Word Count: 709

Summary: A little something about Teylan dreaming of life on earth with his human.

Of course So’lek noticed Teylan’s love for humans. Anyone could see the way the RDA conditioning was hard for him to shake. He didn’t adapt as well as the other remaining members of his clan to being ripped from everything they knew as home, despite how they hated it. They saw how he lived for human validation, scrambling to be needed, working himself past fatigue. However, neither So’lek nor the other Sarentu saw who loved him so effortlessly he didn’t have to try to feel wanted. Since the day he turned up at headquarters you never treated him like anything but Teylan. To you, he wasn't the exotic, endangered, last of his clan and he definitely wasn’t the RDA brown-noser So’lek thought he was. He was just perfectly who you needed him to be.

It’s the way you included him in your routine since day one, allowing him to follow on your heels when he wasn’t sure where he fit in. He lingered close when you took samples from the aquaponics and he loved to be around when you cooked at the small kitchen. Whether it was scavenged MREs you added sugars and spices to or meals you learned to cook from na’vi clans you visited, you always made sure to give him a taste, passing along what you learned from the time you spent on this moon.

And when he found his groove, it’s the way you bonded over your sciences, especially now that HE had something to teach YOU, and gossiped about other members of clans and the resistance. Over climbing trees and watching the mud crawlers wind through the stream running under headquarters.

It’s the way that when he crawls under the sheets of your much too small cot, curling his big body around yours; you always welcome him no matter how exhausted you are. Combing your fingers through his short black hair until he purrs, whispering to him stories of earth upon his request. Tales of high schools and summer camps and puppies that kept him entranced for hours at a time.

And long after you drift to sleep, still contorted around his crumpled body stuffed into the bars of your bottom bunk, he imagines being an earth human. He Imagines going to human university and meeting you while you were studying Biology with a minor in astronomy and astrophysics just like you said. He imagines sneaking into your dorm room past the resident assistants to do homework and watch all the movies you reminisce on from your time on Earth, maybe more if he got lucky. He imagines going on dates to local cafés and drinking coffee that you promised was better than the stale, close to three decades old grime you let him try from the kitchen (but not by much). He dreamt of dates to libraries with real paper books and being nervous about meeting your parents over a homemade pasta dinner. But over anything else, he dreamed of kissing you in public; and no one thinks twice about it.

Teylan wants to love on you without the concern of hurting you with his immense size, or worrying about how long it is going to last before the war rips you from him the way that he was ripped from his clan so many years ago. He didn’t want to have to worry about the crushing gaze of the other Na’vi or the pitying looks from the scientists when he sat on the hard cold ground while you were working just to be around you, or when he worried endlessly while you were away conducting field research he was too nervous to join you on. Mostly, He just wants to love you like a human loves another human.

But when you wake to the resistance team beginning to rouse, one by one, and you smile at him through puffy, sleep-laden eyes. Petting his face and resting delicate kisses on his broad nose, whispering to him what you had wanted to do today and inviting him along. When you coax him into the wilds of pandora and show him the beauty of his home planet through intertwined fingers and kisses soaked by native fruits. He knows he’s right where he needs to be.

[minnory]

This NEEDS to happen 🙏

I need this man to manhandle me, drag me down to his camp, where we would fuck like animals, while he whispered in my ear:

“Sky demons took everything from me, destroyed my clan. It's only fair you gonna help me revive it. Won't you, demon?”

[champipousse]

OC sarentu Ka’lhu x Tu’uly