#Sullyfamily

[ladynoirelf]

Her greatest strength and her severest weakness.

“Sullys Stick Together.”

[briefalpacashark]

Family Dynamics

=Neytiri=

Neytiri bonds with you on a level Kiri does not. You are exactly like your mother. Fierce and strong. Kiri had never shown much interest in what her mother does. You on the other hand were often stuck to your mother's side.

The villager would often smile as they saw you walk past trailing behind your mother holding firmly onto her tail so as not to fall behind. 

She hated to admit it but in your younger years, you were definitely your mother's favorite. You were a calm baby. Easy to handle. And with Lo’ak fussing all the time she was glad for that.

She taught you how to braid your hair.

She also likes braiding your hair while she tells you the story of how she met your father for the millionth time.

She's a firm parent but she is always understanding. 

When you were a baby she would simply hold you singing you a lullaby as you played with her braids.

She taught you how to use a bow and ride a direhorse. (since you learned both rather quickly she would mutter under her breath that you didn't get those skills from your father)

She doesn't have a nickname for you, your name is filled with more love and meaning than any other word to her. 

=Jake=

Jake has always had a soft spot for his girls. You were no different.

He takes on the real american dad stance with his girls. When it comes to his girls he views all opposite sex as a threat. 

Whenever he looked after all four of you, Kiri and you were always in a sling on his chest while the boys were on his back.

He always had to run after you, always had to search for you when you wandered off to go exploring. 

Due to this you spent most of your time in his arms. 

When you were fussy the only time that would calm you down was being laid on his chest.

When you were older he taught you all his military fighting experience he had. His reasoning when asked why he was doing this by your mother was “so she can beat the shit out of anyone she wants,”

He sees Tom and himself in you and Lo’ak. Lo’ak being his reckless self and you being responsible and smart like Tom.

He calls you nosy nelly teasingly and sweetheart affectionately.

=Mo’at=

She see’s alot of her eldest daughter in you.

She was the proudest of you when you decided to become a storyteller. A great honor among your tribe.

While your spiritual connection with Eywa was nothing like Kiri, she could sense that your understanding was on a deeper and more silent level. 

You understood things quickly, meaning she couldn't fish out enough information to keep up with your consumption. 

Since you were always getting hurt she would see you in the healer's hut at least once a week. 

She would scold you slightly but always with a smile.

She loved how your eyes shone in wonder when she told you a new story.

She loves how you appreciate the small things in life. 

She would often say you were an old energy. A soul that had been returned to Eywa many times.

You were also the only grandchild that asked to meet her mate. Something that made her favor you slightly more than your siblings. (she loves you all equally though)

She affectionately calls you “My little wise one,”

=Neteyam=

You were his first little sister. Kiri was only a month younger than him so she wasn't that much younger. 

When Lo’ak and Kiri would argue you both would give each other raised eyebrows. 

You never fought. The closest thing to a fight you two had was when he accidentally hissed at you after you accidentally stepped on his tail. You cried which in turn made him cry. You both cried most of that day. (granted you were only four and five at the time)

Then Lo’ak teased the both of you because of it. Then you and Neteyam vowed to only ever cry in front of each other. A silly promise made by kids that carried on when you grew up. 

Neteyam only ever cried in front of you. You understood him in a way nobody else could.

Mo’at would often joke that you and Neteyam were supposed to be twins.

Neteyam trusts you unconditionally. 

You both took up the role of looking after your siblings, Neteyam physically and you emotionally. 

You both would often be dragged into Lo’aks stupid decisions.

He only even voiced his worry and burdens to you. Because you knew when to listen and went to speak. 

You both showed your weakest selves to each other.

He affectionately called you “Little sister,”

=Kiri=

You two were very close. 

You were the first one to find out about her gift. You were the first person she told. 

She loved how in awe you were of her gift. You would constantly ask questions and she was more than happy to tell you everything about it. You kept her secret for seven years.

In her moody teenage years she was happy to have you around. Because you knew when to talk and when she simply wanted someone to be there for her if she needed. 

When she was mad you would walk up to her and sit down resting your back against hers as you occupied your hands with a task. You would hum a song and it would calm her down immensely. 

Whenever you found her staring at her hand’s wondering why she was different you would take her hands and pull her away to distract her.

Kiri loved how you understood her, even without words. 

When she was with you she wasn't such a moody teenager. 

There was a time where Kiri struggled with the fact that she wasn't a real child of Neytiri and jake. All her worries were washed away by you and a simple sentence. You said “Family isn’t blood. It's the love we have for one another,” You were seven when you said that but it has stuck with her, her whole life.

You would cheer her up by bringing her favorite food.

She teasingly calls you "Nerd", affectionately she calls you “little nin”

=Lo'ak=

As twins you two had an unspoken bond.

You could always tell each other's emotions.

You had twin telepathy to a certain extent. You could understand the direction of the other’s train of thought. 

Yet you butted heads with Lo’ak the most out of all your siblings. Yet you could never really stay angry at him longer than an hour or so. 

You two were often seen together, Lo’ak would often try and explain and teach stuff to you that you already knew. You didn't tell him though. You let him have his fun.

He would find entertainment in trying to get a reaction out of you. Which meant he would annoy you for hours on end. He only even made you break your composure three times. All which resulted in a visit to the healers tent. 

Lo’ak always insisted on sparing you. Each time he would believe he would win and each time he would have his hopes crushed.

He liked competing with you because unlike Neteyam, you actually lost sometimes. (You let him win)

When he was bored he would seek you out and just converse with you about anything and everything. 

You would often race your Ikran’s any chance you got. 

Lo’ak would secretly ask you to train him if he wanted to learn something new. He wasn't as embarrassed if he failed in front of you compared to the other members of the family.

He teasingly called you “Ninny, or womb buddy”. Affectionately he called you “Little twin”

=Tuk=

She absolutely adores you. You are the best big sister in her eyes and she's not afraid to say it. 

Jokingly the family would ask her who her favorite was and seriously she would say you.

She views you as a goddess that can do no wrong.

She wants to be like you when she grows up.

She's constantly trailing behind you or helping you with things. 

She spends most of her free time practicing braiding on your hair. (Which you leave a section out for her)

She loves to hear you sing. Sometimes refusing to go to bed without having heard a song from you.

She often piggybacks on your Ikran when you go for flights.

She loves your scars having names for each one.

She affectionately calls you “NinNin,”

[neteymsgirl]

"If only they understood us" Kiri x Reader

Kiri x Fem!Omatikayan!Reader

If you were to focus hard enough, you could've sworn your heart was thumping out of your chest, eyes unable to properly stay opened as they fluttered around. Nervous, your breath hitched ever so often, as you watched her.

“You okay?” Kiri asked, bending down to your level, softly running her fingers down your arm, your fingers digging into the mat below you.

You slowly nod, as she flashes you a smile, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, then turning away to finish up your future necklace. You swallow hard, praying that you didn’t look like a complete flustered mess. You uncross your legs and shove them under you, watching Kiri’s every move. How gracefully she moved around. How gentle she was with your gift. How effortlessly pretty she was. How soft her lips were. And how perfect her body looked. Almost too perfect.

Suddenly, you felt mild discomfort in your lower stomach, almost causing you to frown. How badly you wanted Kiri to touch you, anywhere she pleased. How badly you wanted her lips on yours. You hadn’t noticed how close Kiri had suddenly gotten to you, to wrap the newly made jewelry around your neck. Only when you felt the cold shells on your chest did you meet Kiri’s eyes. You could almost feel her breathe on your skin, the desire growing much larger than it was before.

“There.” She grinned, proudly admiring her work of art. 

“Thank you, Kiri.” You softly answered, placing your fingers on the piece of jewelry. You look back up at Kiri. You didn’t fail to notice how her gaze wasn’t on her creation anymore. Her big eyes hungrily lingered on your lips. 

“Kiri?” You mumble quietly. She glances up at your eyes, and nervously giggles. She suddenly turned away again. You suddenly get up too.

“Kiri?” You ask again, as her back faces you. She suddenly stopped what she was doing, and slowly turned to you, not quite meeting your eye.You don’t say anything, but step closer and reach for her arm, softly grazing your fingers against her skin. She shudders from your touch, and steps closer. 

Slowly, her hands rise up to your face, and she inches closer to you. You feel her soft lips on yours, and for the first time today, you feel your heart slow down. 

You weren’t supposed to be doing this. It was wrong. But with Kiri, it felt right. Normal. Good. You lean in, deepening the kiss. Kiris soft hands on your cheeks, and your hands on her hips.

Slowly, you pull away, out of breath. “This feels nice.” You quietly giggle. 

Kiri softly rubs your face with her thumb.  

“If only they understood us.”

[panjam-underscore]

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[rokochushiyzvuk]

сегодня я почему-то задумалась о том что джейк вероятно всё таки мог скучать по чему то с земли, он там как ни как родился и вырос, и не смотря на то что в фильме земля была скорее как одна сплошная радиоактивная помойка, там остались всякие культурные приколюхи типа - музыки. не удивительно что на пандоре не встретить музыкальных инструментов подобных земным и т.д. а салли в начале первого фильма выглядел так ну как будто бы слушал что то типа металлики, весь его отвязный образ так и кричит о том что где то в его доме в горе грязного шмота валяется одна из футболок с эмблемой какой нибудь рок группы прошлых лет. потому мне пришла в голову картина как джейк укачивая на руках своего первенца, тихо напевает себе под нос "trust in my, self-righteous suicide I cry when angels deserve to die In my self-righteous suicide I cry when angels deserve to die" группы system of a down. простите меня за такие странные хэдканоны

[samaarmar]

Hehe ..lo' ak inherited his father's sass and mother's "not giving a fuck " attitude

“show me your fingers”

[lvrcpid]

DEPENDABLE! - intro.

sully family x oldersister!reader

introduction. let’s meet ney’ite, the first born and eldest of the sully family. (this is a reader insert but instead of y/n , you have a name)

NAME: Ney’ite te Suli Neytiri'ite

AGE: 17

GENDER: female

LOOKS : completely up to you all.

SEXUALITY: again , up to you guys.

SPECIES: na’vi.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ DAD: Jake Sully

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ MOM: Neytiri

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ BROTHER(S): Neteyam , Lo’ak

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ SISTER(S): Kiri, Tuktirey

RELATIONSHIP WITH DAD: Ney’ite has a strange relationship with her father. as she is the first born and eldest daughter, her father expects her to lead by example for her siblings; making sure they don’t get into any trouble , taking care of them and disciplining them when needed. The pair often got into arguments about this, Jake just thinking his eldest daughter is going through a rebellious stage. Ney’ite is a sensitive person and her father can see that, so when she gets in her small moods, sniffling turning into sobbing, Jake is right there comforting his daughter, letting her know it’s okay and that he loves her.

RELATIONSHIP WITH MOM: Neytiri sees herself in Ney’ite. She named her after all. Knowing she gets her attitude from her father. She is more patient with Ney’ite, defending her when Jake expects too much from her, or is blaming her for her siblings actions. Ney’ite and Neytiri are very close. “Ma” is what Ney’ite calls her mother. Neytiri misses the days where her daughter called her “mama” but she knows as time goes on , her daughter will eventually grow up and leave the pod so Neytiri takes all she can get. she’s just glad her little girl is always happy and healthy.

RELATIONSHIP WITH BROTHER(S): Neteyam and Lo’ak were very protective of their sister, despite the fact she was older. They always worried about her when she would leave the pod early in the morning to go hunting with their father, worrying for the pair. Lo’ak confied in Ney’ite more , he knew she understood the pressure he was under, wanting to be just like his big siblings. Lo’ak liked the fact she was patient and motherly to him, opting to always have his sisters back. Neteyam was more of Ney’ite’s headache. He was constantly wanted to follow her around , looking like a lost puppy despite the pair only being a year apart. Neteyam always had his sisters back despite them constantly bickering.

RELATIONSHIP WITH SISTER(S): Kiri and Tuktirey love Ney’ite to no ends. They want to be like their big sister one day! When everyone is busy, Ite takes Tuk around the forest telling her stories of the infamous Toruk Makto , their father. Tuk loves spending time with her eldest sister and follows her around all the time, bursting into tears when ite tells her she can’t come on this adventure cause she could get hurt. Kiri and Ney’ite were a force to be reckoned with. Talk about scary big sister privilege. Ney’ite felt very spiritually connected to her sister, although they were not blood related. Kiri tells Ney’ite all about her plans for the future while Ney’ite pats her head. Kiri loved her big sister and Ney’ite loved her even more.

a.n // starting off my page right with a series! i need more older sister content from this movie so i’m doing it myself. i hope y’all like it <3 btw im taking asks for this series (i.e headcannons, little one shots or drabbles)

[pandorxxx]

No literally 🙄

[kirinawrites]

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑺𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆

Pairing: Tuk X BigSister!Reader SullyFamily X OldestDaughter!Reader (Reader is Neteyam's twin, but it's not mentioned.)

Synopsis: Tuk is having a hard time, but her big sister is there to try and help. Warnings: Sweetness, character death, descriptions of a dead body, comfort/angst, spoilers for ATWOW.

"The monster's gone,

he's on the run,

and your sister's here,

beautiful, beautiful,

beautiful, girl."

Awa’altu is a beautiful place. It’s hard not to fall in love with the scenery that surrounded you, but it’s also hard to forget about the even more beautiful and familiar scenery of your former forest home. Everyone seemed to feel it too. The sadness and tugging of heartstrings that came forth when the thought of your old home came to surface. 

But, this is where you live now, and as hard as it is to try and see it as home, you had too. You and your siblings.

Obviously for some of you it was easier than others. Lo’ak had never felt truly at home in the forest, you could tell, call it big sister intuition. But in the ocean he seemed to thrive -having Tsireya there to help was definitely some motivation-. Neteyam acted like he was fine and adjusting perfectly, just as your father wanted, but on the inside he was angry. At the sky people, the fake na’vi who had driven them from their home, and even their father, who wouldn’t give him a break. Kiri missed the forest. Her mother’s body was there. But the beauty of the ocean and Eywa drew her in and she warmed up. 

Now Tuk. Little Tuk who didn’t really know where to place her emotions, was having a hard time. She had friends in the forest, her grandmother, connections and deep roots with the people and even the nature there in general. She had shown how upset she was in the beginning, but Jake had convinced her that she would get used to the change, and even Neytiri soon followed in telling her that she would adapt over time. 

She tried, she really did. And at times it would work. She would get absorbed in everything about the Metkayina, but then it would sink in again. The thoughts of how much she missed her home. 

You noticed, you seemed to notice everything about your siblings. Tuk was hurting, and you wanted to help. 

After dinner, you told your mother you wanted to take Tuk out to look for glowing shells by the reef you could only see after the eclipse. Tuk grinned, and begged Neytiri to agree. She did, and told the both of you to be back in an hour. 

“Tuk look!” You said happily, holding up a glowing shell the size of your palm. Its swirls and lines were the colors of the night sky. Tuk quickly moved towards you. The water you were both in only reached under her knee, enough for you to sit in the water and have it reach your waist. 

 “It’s pretty!” She nodded, a smile on her lips as she took the shell from your hands to look at it. You smiled softly at her, taking in all of her little features.

“Tuk…” You said gently, taking her hands into both of yours and holding them tightly. She looked at you, bright green eyes illuminated by the light coming from the water. “I… I know you don’t exactly feel like this is home yet.” The smile that was on her lips slowly started to fade, and she averted her gaze down to the water, away from her big sister’s eyes. “Hey,” You said, one of your hands leaving her to go under her chin and make her look at you. “It’s okay. It’s okay to not like it here completely yet, or to even like it at all. You don’t have to feel bad for not being as happy as mom and dad want you to be.” Tuk’s ears began to flatten and her bottom lip wobbled as tears started to build in her eyes. “I miss home.” She said, her voice cracking and turning into a small sob. She could finally admit it. That this didn’t feel like home. You let out a breath and pulled her towards you into a hug. The shell you both had been holding fell into the water. 

She sobbed into your shoulder. Letting out all the emotions that she had been bottling up. Finally. You held her tightly, rubbing her hair and her back to try and help, shushing her gently. “It’s okay, everything’s okay.” 

“I’m right here, everyone’s right here. We don’t have our old home anymore, but you still have all of us. Neteyam, Kiri, Lo’ak, Dad, Mom, and me. Even the friends we’ve made here like Tsireya. We’re all right here for you.” Tuk brought in a rugged breath. “I miss the forest, Grandma, and my friends. I-I miss everything.” The little na’vi admitted. Her heart clenching. You nodded, and pulled her away from you so you could cup her cheeks. “I know tuk-tuk, me too.” You gave her a small smile. “And I know grandma misses you just as much as we all miss her. We’ll see her again, I know it.” You moved some braids from her forehead and kissed it. “She would be so proud of how well you’ve learned the Metkayina ways.” You sighed, calming down your own tears that had started to build. 

Tuk looked at you with her big eyes. She had always looked up to you, since the first days she could remember her big sister had been like a hero to her. She was kind, always knowing the right words to say. Funny, helping her pull pranks on her big brothers and even Spider like a mastermind. And strong, always there to defend her and keep her safe. She knew she could always trust her big sister to be there. “I’ll always be here for you little Tuk, you know that right?” You asked, rubbing the stray years off of her cheeks. She nodded, and sniffled before throwing herself into you again for another hug. 

“Thank you.” She mumbled, voice muffled by your shoulder. “I miss home.” She admitted, moving her head slightly “but… I want to learn to like this place as much as home. Not for mom or dad… but for me.” 

You smiled, and nodded knowing she could feel it. “I’m glad to hear that, and I'll be here to help you the entire time. I promise.” You kissed her hair. “I love you little Tuk.” 

You could feel her smile. “I love you too… Stinky.” She giggled as she said the nickname she had come up for you years ago. Your mouth fell open dramatically as you pulled her away from you to look at her. “Me? Stinky? Oh Tuk- have you smelled yourself lately?” you grabbed her arm, and lifted it above her head to sniff at her under-arm. You scrunched your nose and pull away, letting out a loud gag. Tuk giggled, and tried to wrestle herself away from you. “When is the last time you bathed?!” you asked, pulling her back into making her fall onto your lap, slashing the water around you. You tickled her sides, eliciting loud giggles from the small girl. “Stop! Stop please!” She laughed. You laughed with her and finally stopped your assault. You sighed and held her close. “You know I love you right?” You asked. She nodded, a genuine smile now on her lips. “Mhm, I love you too.” You smiled, and started to pepper obnoxious kisses around her face. “Good, now come one. I think it’s time to put you to bed.”

“But it’s not that late!” “Either bed, or a bath.” “...Bed.” |

It was over. Finally. After being captured and held captive and even almost drowning it was over. Tuk breathed heavily under her mother’s arm as her eyes scanned over her siblings. Neteyam, Lo’ak and Kiri. “Where is Y/N?” She asked suddenly, looking around frantically. Jake, Neteyam and Lo’ak all shared looks, while Neytiri closed her eyes tightly. |

Tuk’s eyes burned like someone had held a flame to them. You were supposed to be holding her. Giving her kisses on her forehead and telling her how everything was okay now. She wasn’t supposed to be holding you. Brushing the hair off of your sticky forehead as no breath escaped your mouth. Your eyes were open when the Sully’s had first gone back to the rock where you lay and Tsireya guarded you. Neytiri had been the first to run to you and hold you, gently closing your eyes. But Tuk saw them before she did. Wide, and lifeless.  Nothing was there to cover the hole in your chest. And neither was there anything to cover the holes in everyone’s hearts. Especially Tuk’s.

She held your hand against her cheek, where you would have it if you could. She didn’t hold back the tears that left her eyes and sobs that left her lips.

You are her big sister, her protector. And now you would do everything you could to protect her by Eywa’s side.

[raflovestuffs]

This is everything. I’m so glad someone wrote something about what could happen the moment just after the funeral. This is such an important moment for the Sully Family and so it is for the future relationship between Lo’ak and Tsireya.

For a first fanfic, it was really good. I can tell you did your best to stick to the characters’ personalities. It’s really hard and you did it so well. You’re not adding to much and tell just what as to be told in that kind of moment. It’s a great balance between feelings and description (don’t know if you get what I’m trying to say but well).

Thank you for writing it

Lo'ak and Tsireya

This scene comes right after the end of Avatar Way of The Water. I couldn't stop thinking about Lo'ak so here it is.

Tsireya and her family sat silently in their home after the funeral. The quietness was too much to bear. Aonug laid on his cot, staring at the wall. Her mother, who never cried, allowed her tears to escape. Her father spoke in hushed tones, this is only the beginning. 

Tsireya felt like she was going to throw up. She couldn’t stop thinking about Neteyam. His last words, Neytiri’s screams, the blood on Lo’ak’s hands. Lo’ak. She couldn’t stay here. She slipped soundlessly out of her home and ran off into the night, her feet bouncing along the path to the Sully’s. 

The village, usually bustling with laughter or shouts, was filled with somber whispers. Even the water seemed different, still and melancholy as it brushed against the pillars of their village. Tsireya tried not to think about it; what it means for her village or what the future holds. 

Hardly any of the Metkayinan people glanced at her as she passed by each house, the shimmering night sky guiding her soft footfalls. Her people were grieving for a Omatikaya boy who became one of them. But Tsireya knew it was more than just Neteyam her people were grieving; they were grieving for their past life. Now, nothing would ever be the same. And everyone knew it. 

The Sully home was hardly lit. Tsireya slowed her pace as she neared the entrance. She strained her ears, listening for any sign of conversation, but there was only silence. She knocked lightly on the side of the archway, letting them know she was there before stepping forward. 

Jake looked up first, his eyes tired and face badly bruised. His expression didn’t change at the sight of her. 

Tsireya’s throat was suddenly dry. She cleared it lightly. “Hi.” 

Neytiri looked up. She sat next to Jake, their hands intertwined, turning dark blue as though they were squeezing each other tightly. Kiri and Tuk laid in their cots, their chests rising and falling rhythmically. Tsireya doubted they were actually sleeping but she dropped her voice to a whisper anyway. 

“Is Lo’ak here?” 

“Lo’ak?” Jake asked, his voice hoarse. 

Tsireya nodded. Neytiri swallowed and looked at Jake before turning her eyes to Tsireya. “He’s down by the beach.” 

Tsireya turned to leave, feeling suddenly guilty for intruding on their grief, when Neytiri’s voice stopped her. 

“He wants to be alone.” 

Tsireya looked back at her. Neytiri, the brave warrior, fierce leader, seemed so small. Her shoulders hung low, her cheeks sunken in, and her eyes were completely flat. No spark, no life. Tsireya smiled slightly, a sad, understanding smile before leaving. 

The grief of the Sully’s clung to Tsireya like a thick humid cloud. Seeping through her skin and right into her heart. Maybe she should have listened to Neytiri but she didn’t even bother to reconsider. She was going to check on Lo’ak. She had to. She set off through the village again, making her for the beach. 

She hadn’t had a chance to talk to Lo’ak since Neteyam— since the battle. Since she saw Lo’ak with all that blood on his hands. When he told her to stay with his brother’s body. No. She can’t think of it or she’ll cry again, and if she starts, she isn’t sure she’ll ever be able to stop. 

Throughout the village, lights were slowly flickering out as Tsireya’s feet hit the soft sand. She ran along to surf before jumping onto the rocks. She knew where Lo’ak would be, or she hoped he would be there. She held her breath, forcing herself not to think as she stepped off the last rock. 

She looked at the small cove, lined with palm trees and soft sand where the surf comes and goes. And there, sitting in the wet sand, his hands trailing after the small waves, was Lo’ak. 

Tsireya walked quietly up to him. If he heard her, he didn’t let on. He sat with his head down, the light of the night sky reflected off his dark hair. His head moved slightly as though he was talking to himself or shaking his head no. 

Tsireya sat down next to him. He didn’t look up, he didn’t even move. It was as though she was a ghost. She looked at the ocean, felt the cool sand beneath her long legs. Her heart ached. For her people. For Neteyam. For Lo’ak. 

“Lo’ak?” 

He drew his knees up and wrapped his arms around legs. 

Tsireya looked down at her hands. She thought of his demeanor, so dejected and sad; so unlike his normal attitude. Will he ever have that again? 

She wanted to ask him what he was thinking, and what he was feeling, and how she could help him. But the words died on her tongue and all she could say was, “Your mom said you went to the beach.”

Lo’ak buried his head between his knees. His ears flat against his skull. “I came here to be alone,” he whispered, so quietly that it almost blended in with the soft crash of the surf. 

Tsireya’s stomach sank. She knew he had come here to be alone. Neytiri said as much. And she knew she probably should’ve left the Sully’s to grieve. But she couldn’t let go, not of Lo’ak. Ever since he and his brother had come here, she had wanted to help them, especially Lo’ak. It was like something within her called to him. So she took a deep breath, readying herself for rejection. 

“Do you want me to leave?” 

He didn’t answer at first. The leaves of the trees rustled lightly. The waves greeted them somberly. Lo’ak lifted his face and looked at Tsireya. 

His eyes were glassed over, dark bags hung from them. His lips were cracked and raw as though he had been gnawing on them. He was pale, all the vibrance of his dark blue skin was gone. 

“No,” he croaked. 

Tsireya inhaled sharply. Her eyes studied his face, each and every inch of it. She drank him in, all the broken pieces of him. He looked so lost. There was no trace of her sweet rebellious boy. 

She nodded. They held each other's gaze for a moment. An understanding passed between them as they saw each other’s grief and pain. Lo’ak looked away first, his gaze returning to the ocean. 

“What are you thinking?” Tsireya said, keeping her voice at a whisper although they were the only ones out there. 

“I don’t know,” he began. “It’s too much to say.” 

“Do you want to try?” 

Lo’ak paused for a moment as though he was trying to collect his thoughts. Trying to express the turmoil that brewed within him. Tsireya waited patiently, watching the thoughtful lines on his face. Finally he sighed and shook his head. “No. Not yet.” 

Tsireya didn’t say okay, or nod. She didn’t have to. She reached out and grabbed his hand. He stiffened at first, as though remembering what his hands had done. But Tsireya was not deterred, she wrapped her fingers around his and squeezed. Something loosened in his shoulders as he squeezed her hand back. 

They sat out there for the rest of the night, letting the silence envelope them. Letting all the unspoken things float between them. And in time, when they each were ready, they would tell each other all the things they once couldn't. 

*This my first fanfic writing thing. Give me feedback!

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[panjam-underscore]

some jake sully fanart bc i’m currently obsessing over this franchise 🫶 • comment what you think!❤️ • • • #avatar #avatarthewayofwater #avatar2 #avatarfanart #avatar2fanart #avatarart #jakesully #jakesullyfanart #neytiri #neytirifanart #loak #neteyam #sullyfamily #fanart #fanartist #artist #art #artistsoninstagram #digitalart #digitalartist #characterdesign #characterart #characterartist #artwork #digitalpainting #digitaldrawing #drawing #sketch https://www.instagram.com/p/Cmr6pECyGps/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[panjam-underscore]

expect loak and tsireya content in the next few days… anyways i cant stop drawing this blue outcast mf but i’m not complaining 😁✨ also peep payakan in the bottom corner 🤭 • • • • #avatar #avatar2 #avatarthewayofwater #avatarfanart #avatarmemes #avatarart #loak #loakfanart #jakesully #neytiri #neteyam #tsireya #sullyfamily #fanart #fanartist #artist #art #digitalart #digitalartist #digitaldrawing #digitalsketch #sketch #characterart #charactersketch #characterdrawing #illustration #digitalillustration #aestheticart https://www.instagram.com/p/CnkOHn5pktZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[panjam-underscore]

i am once again simping for not only fictional characters… but fictional blue cat people characters. well, here we are.. i had to redo my other jake drawing bc that one was atrocious so here is a better version of blue zaddy😍😍���� peep the flying light bug things from the first movie in the back😩 loak and tsireya drawing coming soon btw 👀👀 • • • #avatar #avatarthewayofwater #avatar2 #avatarfanart #avatarart #jakesully #jakesullyfanart #sullyfamily #loak #neteyam #neytiri #iseeyou #art #artist #artwork #digitalart #digitalartist #digitalartwork #illustration #fanart #fanartist #characterart #characterillustration #aestheticart #procreate #charactersketch #digitaldrawing #artistsoninstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CnuZM3lORwz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[panjam-underscore]

expect loak and tsireya content in the next few days… anyways i cant stop drawing this blue outcast mf but i’m not complaining 😁✨ also peep payakan in the bottom corner 🤭 • • • • #avatar #avatar2 #avatarthewayofwater #avatarfanart #avatarmemes #avatarart #loak #loakfanart #jakesully #neytiri #neteyam #tsireya #sullyfamily #fanart #fanartist #artist #art #digitalart #digitalartist #digitaldrawing #digitalsketch #sketch #characterart #charactersketch #characterdrawing #illustration #digitalillustration #aestheticart https://www.instagram.com/p/CnkN5lbJm_V/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[social-yogi-shyam-satish]

#PromotionOfYoga

Avatar: #TheWayOfWater

#HeartBeat #avatar2 #hollywood

#pranayama 🫁 #inhale #exhale

#తెలుగుసినిమా #dubbedtelugumovies

#jamescameron #jonlandau

#zoesaldana #samworthington

#sigourneyweaver #stephenlang

#cliffcurtis #joeldavidmoore

#cch_pounder #ediefalco

#jemaineclement #katewinslet

#sullyfamily #jake #neytiri

#pandora #naviattack

#thespirittree #mightyeywa

#julianhowarth #livesounddesign