#I LOVE YOU METUTE

[alienatiic]

🎭 Svengali Of Heart 💖

[tsahikkk]

All In The Name of Time

pairing: avatar 2009!jake sully x omaticaya!fem!reader

a/n: this is gonna be a POV based series based off of the timeline a little bit after of the first avatar movie in 2009. lengthy read ahead but i do hope y'all enjoy reading! <3

word count: 2k+

warnings: use of Y/N, death of a loved one, ritualistic action, burial ritual

summary: The sky people have left your beloved Pandora to rise in and of itself, to mourn the loss of your people, and to rejoice the life it has saved. The aftermath dawns upon you, your duty as tsahik has betrothed you to Toruk Makto, Jake Sully. yet you find yourself questioning the Great Mother of her plans for you.

vocabulary: tsaheylu - neural bond; metute - two person(s); seykxel ti'efu - strong (emotional, mental, not physical) feeling (literal transl.); tsahik - matriarch, high priestess, interpreter; uniltìranyu - dreamwalker; sa’sem - parents; Eywa’veng - Pandora

Tsa'u tipe'un, oengeyä syen tipe'un, si tsaheylu mikam metute si Eywa, ma'ite - It is a decision, your final decision, and a connection between you both and Eywa.

Slu seykxel - become strong (emotional, mental, not physical)

the first time.

"Tsaheylu is an unconditional commitment to an imperfect person. To love someone isn’t just seykxel ti'efu, Y/N. Tsa'u tipe'un, oengeyä syen tipe'un, si tsaheylu mikam metute si Eywa, ma'ite." Ma'sanok said as her hand held mine while we sit by the steps of our home, "the people need you... Omaticaya needs you and you will be Tsahik"

"Will I ever be truly ready, ma'sanok?" I said, tears falling, as mother raked her hands through my hair. I held her hand tighter, praying that Eywa blesses me with more strength as tears streaked down my cheeks.

The sky people have left my beloved Pandora missing. I mourn the loss of my people but I am the daughter of the fallen Olo'eyktan, and I have prepared my whole life for this... for ma'olo Omaticaya. It is in my blood to lead my people through and through but what is this hollow yet heavy feeling in my heart? It feel as if it can never perish from me.

Mama wraps her arms around me. "When your baba asked me for my blessing before he left for war, I made him a promise," she hands me a pouch and I open to reveal Baba's necklace, "This is the necklace I made him the day we first met. He wanted you to wear it… to remind you, slu seykxel, 'ite." Mama wiped my tears as she herself cried. "This is a new beginning for the both of us, ma'syulang. Your baba would not want us to dwell in his death for he is with Eywa now." Mama is correct. Baba did hate it whenever one of us would cry.

He used to say, "'Itetsyip, you come from the blood of strong men and women. You may feel pain in your heart but never succumb to it. Slu seykxel, ma'syulang. Slu seykxel."

The breeze blew silently as an atokirina came near us. I smiled thinking that maybe Baba has sent it. "Oel ngati kameie, Tsahik," Jake Sully greeted as he paid to visit, "oel ngati kameie, Y/N. I'm afraid it's time."

Mama stood and arranged herself, "We must attend to our people, 'ite, 'itan." "Yes, mama. Jake?" I gestured him to follow us.

"How are you, Y/N? I am sorry for the loss of Olo'eyktan. I get that you’re goin’ through a rough time. I’m here if you need anything." His head hung low as he quietly said.

"I know, Jake. Thank you. I do hope Mama is coping better than I am. I cannot imagine the feeling of losing a mate, you know. The pain of losing a father bores a hole through the heart but a mate..." I shook my head, "only Eywa relieves it."

I can't help but think how I would be if I lost my mate. I am betrothed to Jake. As tradition, I have to uphold it but it's not much of a loss. Jake has lead the people through victory. He is Toruk Makto. Many know his stories. He had become Olo'eyktan after Tsu'tey claimed for him to be the new leader of Omaticaya. Baba basically took Jake under his wing in training. "He is a warrior. Omaticaya tsamsiyu!" Baba said. Tsu'tey, on the other hand, needed a little more time to warm up on him but time came and they fought together. They were brothers--Jake was his last shadow.

My shoulders felt heavy as we approached Vitriya Ramonung, the Tree of Souls. Atokirinas surrounded the air as families came and sat with their departed loved ones. Mama was already hovering Baba’s fetal-positioned body as she held an atokirina, tears falling silently.

“Jake… I don’t think I’m ready.” I halted, “I don’t think I will ever be ready to see Baba like this.” I turned to face him, leaning my forehead to his chest. His arms hugged my weak frame, caressing my hair soothingly, “All in Eywa is well, princess. Olo’eyktan was a great man. He will always be with you, I know it.”

We walked towards Mama who has her hands raised as people surrounded the tree. “We have gathered before Eywa to mourn the loss of our people…our Olo’eyktan,” she sat down and began swaying, humming.

Utralä (a)nawm ayrina’l(u) ayoeng,

Everyone sang with her. Widowed husbands, wives, and partners held their mate’s baubles. Clinging as if singing to Eywa would bring them back— bring their hearts back. Children would sit near their sa’sem, huddling close as they too sang.

A peyä tìtxur fpi na ma ki-ya Eywa?

The wind calmed as men of the clan started placing departed loved ones in their cists. Families following suit placing an atokirina with a kiss in with the body. A mother wailed for the loss of her son. A wife wept and begged for her love to come back. Eywa gives life but life comes back to her too. She gives and she takes. Life happens in Eywa’veng as she upholds the balance every day. No one is free of her plans but no one goes astray of Eywa.

Mama held my hand as the men neared to us. I looked over to Jake as his calloused hands drew calming circles on my back. “Breathe, Y/N. Breathe.” He said as my chest heaved, feeling refreshed of the air filling my still lungs.

Jake stood as Mama did. Jake walked over to Baba’s fetal positioned body and carried him to the foot of tree. In his cist, laid his feathers and his robe. Mama handed me the atokirina where I placed a kiss hoping it would grow into the Tree of Voices.

She dipped down and blew a breath towards Baba as her hands held his songcord. She placed it on his chest, nestling between his hands. Jake covered Baba with the tree bark, sealing him in to be with Eywa. “Baba is with Eywa now, Mama.” I said wiping Mama’s tears.

The drums stopped beat as Mama stood. Her hands swaying in the air as if inviting the fronds of tree to go downwards. She knelt, holding a bowl with a red paste made from nectar and ground burial flowers. She muttered prayers as she smeared the paste on the tree’s bark.

People slowly stood and left the Tree of Voices as Mama held her head low, praying for the lives taken by war. Jake looked at me as he offered his hand for me to hold.

“Go, ma’ite. I might take a while. “ Mama said pausing in chant. “Mama… I can wait for y—“ I tried to reason. “Jake, ma’itan, please.” She asked Jake firmly. Her hands trembled as she held a wooden bowl with kava.

I looked at Jake with eyes pleading, asking him to let me stay but he stood holding my shoulder, "Jake…. please. I want to stay. Let me stay. “

“We have to go, Y/N. We have to let Tsahik do this.” He said helping me to stand quickly. “Mama! Please! I can’t go yet!” My eyes crying as I darted for the bark covering Baba, “Baba can’t go yet. Not now, not ever!”

Mama paid me no attention as she continued to pray. She doused the foot of the tree with the kava on the wooden bowl. “Jake ‘itan. Please take her home."

"I'm sorry but we have to go, Y/N." He said opting to carry me out as I shook my head, wailing, "No, Jake! You put me down right now. My baba is there...he is there..."

I sobbed curled in his arms as he carried me while he walked towards home. He moved the hammock to the side as he laid me down. His fingertips grazing slight as the hammock cocooned me. He laid down on the hammock beside mine. "Jake, have you lost people too?" I asked, sniffing. He looked up at the night sky and said, "Back on Earth, I lost them. My brother died fighting against getting mugged."

"What is... mugged?" I asked sitting up to look at him. "Oh it's when a thief steals from you then they attack you in a public place." "I'm sorry to hear that, Jake." I said. I never knew much about his family. He was never one to talk about them especially his former life. "You never talk about your loss on Earth..." I tailed looking up the stars.

"It's been weeks since I passed through the eye of Eywa. I went in human and woke up Na'vi, Y/N. I even have a songcord like you." He said breathing easy. Maybe he favored this life. He has his body fully functioning and his freedom. "There is not much to like in my former life. So much more to look forward to... even a life with you." He said slowly looking over to me.

I know how timuntxa happens; how mine and Jake's arrangement happens. I was Tsahik-to-be and he is Olo'eyktan. It is not that I did not love him. I climbed to his hammock sitting by his feet tucking my tail on my lap. "It is not that I do not like you, Jakesully," I sighed, "I just wanted to fall in love too. Growing up, I saw love built between Mama and Baba. They had duties but our home was filled with joy and love. I want that with my own family too."

Jake Sully has become my confidant, rock, and partner since I found him almost killed by a palulukan. I ought to kill the uniltìranyu when an atokirina landed on my arrow. He was significant in Eywa's plans and that he did lead the people to victory. He tamed Toruk and became Toruk Makto. Everyone knows his storied. I’ve seen it firsthand.

"I'm sorry if I’ve brought you into this. If you do find yourself wanting others than me, I understand. I can call all this off," He said looking down, fidgeting his fingers, "You are skilled, caring, and... beautiful, Y/N. Anyone would be so lucky to have you as their mate. I would not want to take away your chance of looking for love."

His ears were pink by the time he finished. I chuckled at his unusually shy demeanor. "Jake, you did not bring me into this. I even think I brought you into this but I have fought beside you. My baba... he trusted you--I trust you, there is nothing to not like. I see you.” I said.

“I see you, Y/N.” He smiled.

I have now found Jake’s presence comforting. His strong arms craddled me as I laid beside him. I leaned to his chest, listening to his heart beat. “You know, Jake..” I trailed, “Elders used to say that Eywa started life with people but they had two head, four arms and legs, you know two of the normal body parts.”

“Oh yeah? Tell me the story.” He said as his hand rested on my back soothing circles on.

“It was said that Eywa loved na’vi so much. They took care of her creation. But one day, their queues had gotten tangled because of a disagreement and it cause great pain to them all.” I said wincing at the thought of my queue tangled. Jake chuckled at my expression, “Go on…”

“Eywa felt pity towards her creation who was still in pain so she separated them. Leaving them with half of what their body used to be of. Their queues untangled but separated. Elders say that tsaheylu brings you back to your separated half. You become better, you feel the beauty of Eywa when you find your mate.” I sighed. Oh Eywa, to be in love and be loved in return.

“I used to believe that everyone is made from the same star. My father used to tell stories of his adventures in the stars and how a moon far away from Earth hosted life.” He talked,“I think he was talking about Eyweveng. I dreamt of flying and going through a forest following a tall blue woman that I think is na’vi.” He hinted a tease as I laugh at his assumptions. Maybe Eywa truly brought Jake to my people— our people. Maybe Eywa did bring Jake to me.

“And look where that got you, skxawng.” I poked his side earning a laugh from him. His laugh brightened me. I loved hearing his infectious laughter that never fails to bring a smile to my face. The wind blew and I can feel my fatigue washing over my heavy eyes. I snuggled more onto his chest. Basking in his warm embrace. I wish I could stay here forever if he’ll have me.

“Well it got me here…laying with a beautiful woman hoping she chooses me.” His eyes got dreamy as he looked at me already asleep. He laughed lightly as he wrapped his arms around me. Jake comfied himself and he kissed my forehead, hoping his confession wasn’t heard. Lightly touching the hem of the hammock to cocoon us to sleep.