#atwow neteyam xreader

[titan-senpai]

Even with my final breath..you shall not live another day.

You were the promised mate to Neteyam years passed and you still love him.. what would you do if the sky people returned?!

Warning; Angst, Fighting, Cursing, mention of Neteyams death, fight scene just gore. alot of cursing

A/N; I haven't written anything like this so it was quite interesting I gotta say. btw Quarich killed Neteyam not the other guy, so it's like out of revenge. oh and bye bye spider. ( I have something against him okay. ;-;) 

neteyam x Fem Omatikaya reader Angst!

Words; (1.1K)

after the events of that tragic day, losing your mate to be to the sky people, you shall never forgive them. Years passed since that tragic day and many warriors asked for your hand but your heart was with Neteyam.

it always will be so you rejected every guy left and right, training every day so you could finally kill the sky people again. even if it meant dying.

you closed yourself from the world, only talking to the Sully’s, Ao’nung and Tsireya.. these people knew how you felt, 5 years flew by and you grew into a lovely young woman around 20 quite attractive even Ao’nung said so but you just turned your head..

Tsireya finally ended up with Lo’ak and had a baby on the way, you were happy for them but you couldn't stop imagining what it would have been if you had mated with Neteyam, carrying the fruit of your love and a happy family..

you wanted that.. but only with neteyam, Kiri saw how sad you were everyday. “Hey.. you alright? “ Kiri said sitting next to you on the shore, “Yeah just thinking you know..same stuff” playing with the sand next to you, “It’s okay Y/N Its hard to let him go, I miss him too..everyone does” Leaning her head on my shoulder “ I just wonder what would have been if he was still alive..if i just pushed him aside..” tears started flowing out “Would we been happy? Have a child like those too? I want that feeling, a feeling of starting a family..” I started to admit, finally after years the burden was gone for a second.

“Oh Y/N… It’s okay he would have been so happy if you guys did.. I know it’s hard to move on but hey there are plenty of young warriors.. look at ao’nung he’s been chasing you for years you know.” She smiled softly standing up “ I'll give you a minute, i'll see you back at Maui..” she said walking off.

Maybe she was right.. I should let him go.. standing up ready to walk to the Maui i heard the alarm.. “THE DEMONS HAVE RETURNED.” I heard someone yell and more alarms in the background. now running to the maui pod running inside seeing everyone gear up “What's going on?” I asked worried “c'mon we gotta go fight sister!” Lo’ak threw my spear and bow at me, “You should stay my love..” kissing tsireya’s stomach as she nod and waved goodbye, Spider grabbed a spear as well and followed Kiri.

Calling out my Skimwing while everyone called their Ilu’s and Skimwings. quickly diving in as the cold ocean water hit our skin, giving my skimwing a few pats for good luck as everyone swam off. Kiki holding Spider as they rode an Ilu, Tuk following behind with an Ilu while the rest of the Sully’s used an Skimwing ( Except Neytiri-) 

We reached the rocks where they stood… taking a better look.. SH-t it was the same crew that killed Neteyam.. 

“Cmon Miles.. we gotta kill them this time..no time for games. “ one of them said holding a gun.. “Shut it.. last time i nearly died.” The tallest one said.. he looks familiar. I turned to Jake as he looked shocked how he didnt die..” That's Quaritch..” He pointed out.. Spider looked worried..because he saved him….Neytiri having the high ground on a mountain nearby ready to shoot when Jake gave her a signal. as he gave the signal she shot quickly and silently killing the one talking next to Quaritch. “Watch out! they are here..” A tall female said. pointing her gun to the direction. Quaritch took a closer look at the bow.. “Well..well if it isn't Miss Sully again.. lovely to see you again. He said pointing for his crew to shoot her.. Jake gave everyone a sign to not attack as he went slowly with a knife.. quiet.. silent.. so no one would notice but someone did. and everything turned into chaos.

“Attack!” Aonung yelled and everyone started to attack to protect their home..as I ran straight to Quarich “You bitch!” he yelled “ It has been a while princess hasn't it.. last time was..” He said as I kicked his gun away. “When you murdered my true love you little shit.” I yelled, smashing his head on the rocks, we kept rolling around as he pushed me against the ship they came in… “ You want to see him? Say hello to him for me..” He said, picking up his gun behind him.. “Even with my final breath, you shall not live another day..” I screamed, grabbing my knife as I ran into him, piercing him the same place he shot Neteyam and he dropped his gun. “ You have to do more than to kill me princess.” I smiled, “I know I just wanted to buy some time.” I walked back “Now!” I yelled as Ao’nung pierced his stomach with a bigger knife. 

all the blood rushed to his mouth as he fell to the ground when he pulled it out. I watched him in pain.. “Now you know what he felt..” I looked at him with disgust, ready to shoot an arrow into his head. as spider ran to me “Don't! “ He stood in front of me and him.. “Move spider, You gotta stay out of this.” I prepared to shoot again, “He’s my father please don't.” he said looking at me “ he's your father?  a great father i have to say.. Killing innocent navi’s and almost killing us.. HE KILLED NETEYAM FOR EYWA SAKE.” I cried out. “Miles..” I heard him say as spider bent down.. Soon Neytiri and Jake saw the commotion and me crying. “ Yes father?” He bent down.. “Father?! Spider Why didn't you tell us dammit.” Jake was fuming. “Please run.. from the Sully’s.. leave me behind, don't save me again..” he said with weakness in his breath. “again?! What do you mean…” Neytiri screamed, ready to jump spider. Spider turned furious. “So he’s my father can't i save him?! the last time i couldn't see him die and i saved him, so what.” he yelled to neytiri asjake held her back trying to kill him “HE KILLED NETEYAM WAKE UP '' I screamed Loading my bow again. “ Say goodbye bitch.'' I shot him in the head. “NO!” Spider yelled running to his side. “YOU DEMON. YOU STILl CARE ABOUT HIM AFTER EVERYTHING?!” Neytiri yelled with pain as Jake held her back. 

“I see you chose your side.. spider..” I walked away from him.. everything was back to silence, finally the sky people had passed. and the sully’s coming together and checking for injuries. “Where’s Spider??” Kiri asked, looking around “He..” I couldn't get a word out..”I'll tell you when we get back. “Jake said as everyone went back to the clan.

Maybe everything would turn back to normal.. without the burden on your shoulders this time.

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[the-atlas-sister]

"ᴏʜ ɢᴏᴅ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ," ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴘᴀɴᴛ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛʀᴀɪɴ ᴡᴇᴛ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴄᴋ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏɪꜱᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ꜱɪᴍᴘʟʏ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ. "ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴇᴍʙᴀʀʀᴀꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʙᴀʙʏ." ᴛʜᴇʏ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʀᴇᴍᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴀꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴘꜱ. "ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏɪꜱᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ." ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴄᴏʏʟʏ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ꜰʟᴜꜱʜᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴛᴀɢᴇ, Qᴜɪᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴋɪɴ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜʏʟʏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇᴡʟꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪɴᴇꜱ. "ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ."

~-~-~-~- 𝚆𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑!

[beensbaee]

𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒚𝒂𝒎 𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆 ˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ

summary; neteyam's clumsy self manages to charm tuktuk's beautiful teacher

word count; 2.5k

neteyam x tuktirey's teacher - THE CLANS KARYU

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The girl was born to teach.

She was born to heal, to understand, to spread her life through the clan.

Y/n believed Eywa had one purpose only for Y/n; to love.

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"Come, come children!" Her voice rose above theirs, as she made the gesture of a circle with her hands

Their voices quieted, excited whispers as they tumbled over each other, running and racing and laughing as they tried their best to get front row seats to hear whatever tale their beloved teacher had for them tonight.

They sat on the grass, huddled close together with smiles so big it made Y/n's own heart swoon

To hurt the heart of a child, any child, felt like a physical wound to her

Their innocence, their purity- was a beautiful thing. A thing Eywa had given her the privilege of being able to see

How she yearned to help them grow, watch them turn into warriors, into healers- watch them fill the role they were born for, just as she did

As they quieted down, they looked towards her with round eyes filled with wonder and waited patiently for her to begin.

"Tell me children, who among you know the story of Toruk Makto?" Her voice rang out, clear as day as they all rose their hands upward excitedly, their laughter a rising wave

"Many of you, I see..." She started, but trailed off as she recognized Toruk Makto's youngest daughter, Tuktirey, staring at Y/n with something she hadn't seen before

The girls gaze did not fail to make her heart skip. Yes, children looked at her with admiration, appreciation, giddiness even- But this girl, her gaze held nothing but absolute love.

Y/n's own eyes softened, as she sent the girl a small secretive grin. She jumped a bit, surprised she had been noticed, but did not fail to send a grin ten times as big back

Y/n laughed as the girls small fangs peaked through her smile, turning back towards the other awaiting children as her voice rose once again

"The story of our hero, who lives among this very clan. And the one's before him too," She spoke, her voice projecting to every child's awaiting ears

She continued her tale, the children occasionally bursting out in laughter at her entertaining tale telling, some brought to tears as she recited their beautiful history in such a voice that had the children closing their eyes and envisioning every word

Every now and then, her eyes would trail back to Tuktirey, only because she couldn't help it. The way she had looked at her was the way Y/n dreamed to make a child feel. Safe. Happy.

As she concluded her story, the children would always be quiet. In deep thought, thinking solely on the story they had just been told.

Today was a little different however, Tuktirey's hand found Y/n's as she stared up at her 

"Y/n! You were talking about my dad! Did you know this? My dad is Toruk Makto!" She said, hands clapping excitedly

"Yes Tuktirey, one of the greatest warriors! And you're just like him, aren't you?" She responded, bending down to the young girls height with a smile

"I want to be, Y/n" She replied dreamily, her hands squeezing Y/n's before she turned to her once again

"And my mama too, she is the best! She makes the best food and is the best with her bow. Did you know it was my grandfather's?" 

The two of them spoke for a while, Tuktirey talking about anything and everything, the two of them giggling at the silly things she said

"Tuktirey, it is late. Come now, let me walk you home." Y/n said, standing up and lending a hand to the small girl, who stood with a pout

"Eclipse already?" She asked sadly, as Y/n squeezed her hand

"Yes, already." She replied laughing

They walked back quietly, holding hands as the sounds of Pandora's many creatures at night  filled the silence

Once she spotted Neytiri and Jake, she gently let go of Tuktirey's hand and bent down to her level to say her goodnights

"Now, you're going to be a good girl and get some food to eat, yes? It is very important, not only for our bodies but for our minds-" Y/n said as she gently tapped the girls forehead, who turned her face away giggling

"Yes, yes! I will eat, but- won't you say hello to my parents? You can tell them how they were in your story!" She said excitedly, not even waiting for an answer before latching onto her hand once again and pulling her in their direction

"Oh, no no it is ok, you must not worry about that- I don't want to disturb-"

"Mama! Dad!" 

Well, too late for that.

Y/n stumbled forward so flustered she didn't even have the time to react as Tuktirey ran and stood on the other side next to her parents, smiling from ear to ear

Neytiri was the first one to see her, her gaze softening as she recognized the young girl in front of her. Jake's eyes were on her next, a curious glint in them as he watched his daughter and wife smile at the girl

"Toruk Makto-Neytiri, I see you" She started, bowing her head as she tried to calm her heart

"I see you, Karyu Y/n" Neytiri said, bowing her head as Jake's ears perked up at the name

"Y/n? The famous Y/n we've been hearing all about?" He said, voice so happy she was genuinely surprised

"Oh, yes. That is me! Though, I would just like to ask, how did you hear of me?" She said giving the man a confused smile as she tilted her head curiously

He was the clan's leader, there were many aspects he had to know about, but teaching was not one of his main priorities. That responsibility had been taken by the elders, who took great pride in helping the children with this - especially the orphans who had lost their parents and family in the war.

"Neteyam, that boy, he's always talking about you! Did you know-"

A sharp intake of breath was taken by Neytiri as she quickly interrupted him

"Yes, but Y/n is known for her wonderful teaching, isn't she Ma'Jake?" She asked, her gaze something piercingly lethal, as if she was daring him to utter another word

"Well, yes of course. You are, the best at that. It's just that-"

"Y/n and Tuktirey, will you tell me of the stories told tonight? I know you are a wonderful storyteller, I would love to hear them" She said, her voice strained as she looked at her husband in a gaze she did not understand

She was beginning to panic. Their son spoke about her? Neteyam? The warrior? 

She tried looking for Tuktirey for help, but her eyes landing on another figure, Lo'ak.

He was laughing as he watched his parents, and not a moment later, running off as if to find someone

Her heart beat quickened, and she was sure she had never been more confused in her life

"I can leave, if that it was you want? I would not want to intrude on any private discussion-" She said, her feet already moving to take a step back as all three, Jake, Neytiri, and Tuktirey responded with a quick "No!"

"You should come eat with us, yes?" Neytiri finally decided to say, a satisfied smile on her face as she finally ended the very thorny conversation

Y/n stared at her, eyes blinking rapidly as her gaze went from Neytiri to Tuktirey to Jake, all who were looking at her awaitingly, Neytiri almost seeming to be holding her breath

Finally, Y/n smiled, and nodded her heard vigorously 

"Yes, Yes thank you - I would be honored."

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It wasn't everyday you got to eat directly with the clan leader, Toruk Makto, himself.

But there Y/n was, talking to seemingly the friendliest man ever, and the Neytiri, during dinner.

Initially, Tuk was with all three of them, until she'd run off with her friends. Y/n started with feeling another surge of panic as she was left alone, but Neytiri simply placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and led her to where she and Toruk Makto were eating their food together

The conversation started with Y/n feeling overwhelmed and a little embarrassed, but before she knew it, she was giggling with the biggest smile ever on her face as Jake cracked joke after joke, Neytiri only shaking her head with her own smile as they all conversed together

They talked about many things, but Y/n found herself distracted as her mind strayed to a certain boy

Y/n would be lying if she said she didn't find Neteyam attractive. She'd be lying if she said she didn't admire him-his ways of handling himself and how brave and loving he was with his younger siblings.

She remembers the few times they had made eye contact, how fast her heart would beat as it seemed like he was staring straight into her soul. She remembers the even fewer times she was absolutely sure he was staring at her during dinner

But those nights, when she would lay in her hammock and look towards the stars in the sky, she'd shake her head in frustration

Of course he wasn't looking at me. You can't think that way, silly .

She'd always brushed if off, figuring it was her imagination having too much fun

But now when she thought of what Y/n figured was a slip-up on Jakes part, she realized maybe, just maybe, her gut was right. He had admitted that Neteyam did know who she was and  had spoken about her, to his family of all people!

She forced herself to pay attention to the two people in front of her, as she emerged herself into the conversation completely to keep herself of making anymore crazy possibilities.

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"NETEYAM!" 

Neteyam watched as his prey, the one he'd been tracking for the past hour, stood upright at the horrible sound of his baby brothers screaming voice and ran away with so much speed, he barely saw the blur that whipped past

He hissed, turning around to see Lo'ak tripping over branches as he ran towards him

"Lo'ak, you scared my prey away you idiot!" He snapped, gently slapping the back of his head as he sighed, turning to look at the panting boy in front of him

Neteyam gave a small smile at him, as he realized he must've ran all over the forest looking for him

"Now, what do you want Skwang? And why did you run all the way here? You do realize-"

"Y/n!" He managed to heave between pants, hands on the forest floor as he looked up to see his brothers reaction- a sickening grin on his face as the color completely left Neteyam's face, his once grinning expression replaced with one filled with so much fear that Lo'ak had to physically restrain himself from laughing in his face

For a moment, all he could hear was the blood rushing to his head.

After a couple of seconds, he managed to respond

"What?" He said, while Lo'ak only managed to let out a wheeze at the sound of Neteyam's voice

"You heard me bro, Y/n. Mom and dad- they were talking to her. You know what dad said? He goes- he goes- " But Lo'ak couldn't finish his sentence, as it seemed his heart failed and he fell into a laughing fit while Neteyam looked at him, mortified.

"What?! Lo'ak, what did he say? Lo'ak! Oh Great Mother!" He said desperately, shaking Lo'ak to get him to stop laughing. Once he saw the tears of laughter in the boy's eyes, he realized how badly his parents must've accidentally embarrassed him. 

Knowing his dad, he'd probably said something he most definitely was not  supposed to say without knowing.

Slinging his bow over his back, he yanked Lo'ak off the ground and began running back, yelling over his shoulder that he won't forgive Lo'ak if he's lying.

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Lo'ak, unfortunately, was not lying.

He'd managed to watch the clan have their dinner from afar, keeping an eye out for his parents as he crept around 

Once his eyes landed on them, he physically winced as he watched the girl he'd been crushing on for years talking to his mother and father.

He knew with the way his father kept looking around expectedly was for Neteyam, but he didn't step out of his hiding spot without making a quick prayer to the Great Mother to ease his embarrassment as much as she could bare to

He fixed his hair, positioned his bow as perfectly as he could, and stepped into the clan like a warrior walking into war

It might as well have been that with the way his parents eyes latched onto him in an instant, like a predator to prey.

"Neteyam! Come here boy!"

She turned around, curious eyes finding his, and his heart physically stopped beating

Jake blinked, watching Neteyam completely freeze about a dozen meters away from them, staring at Y/n like he'd just seen a ghost

Jake let out a nervous laugh, as he waved his hand, gesturing his son over once again

Neytiri winced as her son made their way towards them, bumping into two other na'vi on the way and clumsily standing in front of them in a way she'd never seen before. He looked tense, his tail flicking behind him with his ears up in alert. He quickly bowed his head to greet his mother and father

He turned to her next, and finally let out the breath he'd been holding for so long

Up close, he was able to see features he hadn't been able to see from afar

A beautifully unique set of freckles he'd never seen before lined her face in a way that was alarmingly beautiful. Her neck was delicate, and adorned with a handmade necklace - his mind immediately imagined her bent over vine and holding a knife, expertly creating the jewelry with her slim brows pulled together in concentration

Once he reigned in his thoughts, which were crashing together like waves in a storm, he could only think of one thing clearly; Eywa took her time in creating her. And as he looked into the brightest eyes he'd ever seen, he knew in an instant he would never meet someone like her again. 

"I see you, Y/n," He breathed out, slightly surprised with himself for being able to get the words out.

" I see you, Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'ita," She said, her lips pulled into the prettiest smile he'd ever seen as his heart skipped a beat again

He grinned at her, noticing the faint pink blooming on her cheeks

Was that from him? Or was she just shy?

"Acquainted now, aren't we?" Jake said from behind, grinning like he'd achieved the match of the century

Neteyam knew in that moment, he'd never be more thankful for his father's intervention as he watched the girl smile softly at him, a knowing look in her eyes that said she knew exactly how he felt for her

Neteyam had a feeling he knew how she felt about him too.

[neteyamslovrr]

okay, love I've got something in my mind for a fic.

reader is mate to ao'nung, but they're in love with each other and reader is the future tsahik for metkayina clan (ronal choose her because she's really adore her) and she's learning to became a tsahik but also travel to another clan to learning from their tsahik. when she came back from her trip, she didn't know there's jake sully fams live in her clan. then she's getting close to the sully's and tell them about the trip. then little suprise is one of sully's boys have feeling for her and confess to her but they don't know that she's already mate with ao'nung.

i leave the rest to you, ma'dear. i hope it's not make you confused 😭😭

thank you, love your works🤍🤍🤍

Are You Jealous

summary: neteyam takes notice of the metkayina’s future tsa’hik who also happens to be ao’nung’s future mate. jealously seeps through ao’nung and y/n is there to clean it off him.

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You and Ao’nung promised yourself to each other years ago. It had always just been you and him, never leaving each other’s side. Growing so close to Ao’nung and his family you became close with Ronal to learn the ways of a future Tsa’hik. She adored you. She thought you were perfect for Ao’nung and knowing that you were one of the best healers this clan had ever seen it was out of the question for anyone but you to be future Tsa’hik.

It had become tradition between the Metkayina and the neighbouring clans to teach their future Tsa’hiks. To expand their knowledge outside of what just the clan knew to perfectly interpret Eywa’s will. You had been at a neighbouring clan for around seven eclipses and were set to head home the next morning. You missed your bed, your family but most of all you missed Ao’nung, you wanted to recount every experience you’ve had with him while you laid in his embrace.

Arriving back on the shoreline of your island you didn’t expect such a fuss to be made when you arrived.

“Y/N is back everyone!” Tsireya shouted to the large group she was with and ran up to where you were getting off your ilu to get back to your home.  

Tsireya, Ao’nung and Roxto all came to greet you. Tsireya knocked you into a hug almost toppling you over. “Be careful!” Ao’nung sneered at his sister as he snaked a hand behind your back to give you a tight embrace. You could feel just how much he missed you by how his fingers dug into the flesh of your back.

Turning to the side you spotted four people standing behind Tsireya all waiting for her to explain who you were and why everyone was excited to see you.

But you were confused, they weren’t from any sea clans, they’re bodies were smaller, and their skin was a darker blue than the rest of yours. Tsireya noticed both groups confusion and chuckled slightly.

“Y/N these are the Sullys, they came from the forest for refuge and they’re adjusting amazingly well.” Ao’nung scoffed at this crossing his arms.

“Sullys this is Y/N, she just came back from our sister clan to learn more about being a Tsa’hik.” You waved to them as they all waved back to you. This was an odd addition you were not expecting to be there when you came back but you were not opposed.

You soon learnt all the names of the Sully kids. Neteyam, Lo’ak, Kiri and Tuk. They were all unique in different ways, but you seemed to spend more time with Neteyam and Kiri. Kiri was always with you as you developed a close bond with her but Neteyam? He followed you around like a lost child. He was just always there, and you accepted the fact.

“It wasn’t too different to the way we did things.” You were explaining your experience with your sister clan to Kiri and Neteyam. “I did learn quite a few more medicines and stuff of that sort. Better ways to heal the sick and keep my people healthy.”

“It must’ve been fascinating!” Kiri exclaimed, you noticed her enthusiasm for everything about nature, you could see her being so connected to Eywa it brough you both together.

It was hard to converse with such a piercing gaze dig into your side. You could feel Neteyam’s eyes burn into you. Still, you didn’t want to acknowledge the fact.

He was sure to understand that you were promised to someone else. Or maybe he didn’t care, either way you were sure to not feed into his infatuation of you.

“I could definitely teach you guys more about it!” Neteyams eyes widened in joy. The suggestion of spending time with you sparked his interest.

“Please do Y/N, it would be good to…learn…” Neteyam said brushing your shoulder with the tips of his fingers lightly. His skin against yours made you shudder, it wasn’t the same as when Ao’nung touched you.

 You looked at him seeing an odd spark in his eyes, deciding against the better odds you decided it was just your fatigue and you were making things up.

But no, it wasn’t the fatigue that was making you see Neteyam’s action and from a far Ao’nung watched as his chest rose in jealously. He swore if that freak was to put another finger on you he’d cut each of his fingers off.

“Well meet me here tomorrow, I’ll teach you more about the plants and what they do.” You smiled at them both before heading back to your pod. Neteyam’s touch and Neteyam’s eyes lingered in your mind, something about them made your stomach turn, in the worse way possible.

 Walking towards Ao’nung who resided in his family’s marui you saw his angry nature. The way his lips pursed, and his eyes furrowed. The way his breathing was fast and the way that as soon as you stood in front of him he ingulfed you into a desperate kiss.

His mouth was moving desperately, his hands roaming across your body. His eyes shut tight focusing on the sensation of his lips on yours. You weren’t against it, but you knew something was wrong.

Breaking from a kiss you caressed his cheek watching his angry stature dissipate. “What is wrong my love?”

“That forest boy.” He scowled getting angrier even thinking about the way his fingers glossed over your skin.

“Be calm and tell me what the problem is.”

Ao’nung groaned as he looked away from your gaze. He was so jealous, and he was embarrassed to say it. “He likes you. That freak is all up on you!”

Realization hitting you with Neteyam’s odd behaviour towards you. The lingering, the following, the touches. It was so obvious. Yet, you wanted to ignore it, so it didn’t end up with Neteyam being hurt and Ao’nung beating the ever-loving shit out of him.

“Oh is my Ao’nung jealous-”

“Shut up”

You pushed him lightly as you travelled your hand down his arms to grab his hands that were balled into fists. His grip released with you touch. He was totally undone by you, you were his biggest strength and weakness.

Sighing he sat down still holding onto your hand looking up to you. He was perfect, the way the setting sun reflected through his eyes made him look ethereal. How could he ever be jealous? You wanted nothing but him since you were born.

“Y/N can you please tell that stupid forest boy to leave you alone, go swim away and never return.” He was joking but the way he said it was so desperate it made you let out a giggle.

“How about you join me tomorrow when I teach them about some stuff I learnt, you can show him that we’re promised and promise me not to get jealous again. How about that?”

“I’d rather punch him.”

“Ao’nung.”

“Sorry….yes I’ll come.” Giggling at his manner you sat beside him resting a head on his shoulder.

He smiled at the way you found comfort on him. He was yours and you were his. No silly forest freak would get in the way of that.

“I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too.”

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authors note: thankyou so much for requesting! i hope you enjoyed. please request some other characters guys! i have many ao'nung fics in line!

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[🐚] eternity - neteyam x (metkayina) reader

I’ll be with you for eternity

[MAJOR SPOILERS]

✧ in which reader takes an interest in neteyam

warnings ✧ blood + angst + gunshot + violence + slowburn (kinda) + probably ooc neteyam

word count ✧ around 2.5k

[A/N]  ✧ i was listening to say yes to heaven by lana del rey. so this fic is somewhat based on the song  🤭. ANYWAYS first fic and i love angst and death and neteyam so #whynot, also send in request bc im eager to write more for the new avatar characters !!! also did not realize how long this was…

#wrotethisinonesittinganditisnotproofreadwhatsoever

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Ever since the Sully’s arrived, the formidable village routine shifted; at least with you. 

The Omatikaya family stood on the shore with courage and respect. Villagers of all ages surrounded them with interest, immediately beginning to judge their arrival. Your appearance came shortly after as you followed behind Tsireya, your closest friend in the reef, as you both disconnected your queues from your ilus, the Sully boys both watching in interest 

Almost like a shadow to Tsireya, you stood behind her in the crowd, observing the dark blue Na’vis as you fiddled with your bracelets that covered your arms loosely. You eyed them up and down until you locked eyes with the eldest son. It felt as if a heart string was pulled, feeling your pulse pound at the miniscule interaction. His golden eyes stared deeply into your bright green eyes, almost an invitation to see who would back down. You squinted at him before turning away and disappearing into the crowd. Mindlessly, the elder son lifted his head up in attempt to follow your trail, but had lost you in the sea of heads.

A sigh escaped your lips while you made your way back to your ilu. She was a dark gray, almost black ilu with beautiful white markings. Tuhi, was her name. You smiled fondly at Tuhi, reminiscing on the significance of her name; your mothers name. She was taken so early from your life and due to what you considered, a mere sickness. You felt resentment towards Ewya. How could she take your mother? And how could the Tsahìk fail your family? Ronal was intimidating to say the least, but you had your grudges against her. Although you never confidied with Tsireya about your feelings with her mother, she had eased the pain you felt.

You held your hand to Tuhi’s face, rubbing the side of her neck. “Hey girl,” You took your hand and connected your queues, relishing the connection you had with your companion.

“(Y/N)!” You heard a soft voice call to you, just as you were about to take off.

“Huh..?” You turned around with confusion as you noticed Tsireya, motioning you over towards the mauris with her one free hand. In her other, she held a box of some sort, her farce adorning a warm smile.

You gave Tuhi a small pat and disconnected your queues while you waved a small goodbye. A light sigh fell from your lips as you made your way to Tsireya.

“What’s up?” You asked, folding your arms over eachother.

“I am showing the Sully’s around!” She beamed with excitement. Despite not knowing who are what the Sully’s are, you could only assume it was the new Na’vis.

“And what does that have to do with me?” you continued on, simply wanting to enjoy your time with your Ilu.

“Come assist me, Sister! I was given the duty to teach them our ways, and you know Ao’nung won’t be help.” She concluded, putting the box by her feet and grabbed onto your arm, pleading you with her eyes.

In the most dramatic way possible, you rolled your head over and managed to work out a very annoyed “fine”, despite there being a small smile on your lips.

You followed Tsireya as she gave a tour to Sully family, learning names along the way. The oldest girl, Kiri seemed to hate every second her time there, which you didn’t mind. Lo’ak, the younger brother in the family, was clearly infatuated with Tsireya the whole tour. Tuk, the youngest Sully, had an insane amount of energy, and for some unexplained reason you absolutely loved her. And Neteyam. The oldest Sully sibling, he easily was the most mature and whether you two would bump heads or get along was unclear, yet strangely, you loved it.

Neteyam’s eyes were traced on you during the small tour, the way your hair moved with each step and every clang of your beaded bracelets that went all the way up to your elbow, enticed him. Staring was rude, but he couldn’t help it.

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You, Tsireya, Ao’nung, and Roxto all dived into the water one by one. Tsireya taking a more graceful approach and you and the others just jumping right in. Free diving was peaceful and crucial to metkayina culture.

Easily, you and the others outswam the sully children. Their constant gasps for air and terrible form had led them to fall behind.

‘They’re terrible divers.’ Ao’nung signed as you smiled in amusement. Tsireya shot down the claim, signing back that, ‘ they’re learning’.

You watched the Na’vis at the surface while they tried making sense of Tsireya’s signings. Neteyam and Lo’ak eventually motioned for your group to come to the surface.

“Holy shit, you guys suck.” You laughed out, moving your hair out of your face. Slightly disappointed, Tsireya slaped your shoulder in retaliation, the Sully’s taking their turn to smile at your misfortune. You rubbed your shoulder while Tsireya began to formulate a new teaching strategy.

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As the days went on, you had warmed up to your new routine: wake up, train the sullys, adventure, go to sleep. It was so simple, yet so enjoyable. Teaching sessions had spilt up, you taking Neteyam, and Tsireya taking Lo’ak.

Tsireya showed Lo’ak compassionate and thoughtful ways of teaching, while you showered Neteyam with teasing and sarcastic (truthful) words.

“No! Like this. You breathe like this.” You demonstrated to the older boy, placing your hands on your stomach.

“Like this?” He asked, golden eyes staring straight into your own rather than your hands, his breathing staying the exact same.

“No! You don’t listen. You’re like a baby.” You spoke, forcefully grabbing his soft yet calloused hands into your own, directing them onto his stomach and chest.

Silence.

Realization dawned upon you with a mental note of your position. Neteyam simply looked away, as your eye’s decidedd to find interest in the sand below you. The intimacy of your smaller hands over his larger ones, and you leaned towards him was too much for you to bear. Neteyam, too felt embarrassment — maybe it was the silence.

“Um..” of course. Your voice cracked, sounding two octaves higher. Internally you punched yourself, attempting to fight off the wave of heat you felt rise to your cheeks. Neteyam turned his nervous gaze back to you, a smile creeping up on his lips in amusement. You raised your head up towards the Na’vi, bright eyes locking with his own.

“Just breathe..” you muttered out, your voice barely audible as both your heartbeats molded into one.

“You don’t need to be so scared…” commenting on his fast heartbeat, a mere attempt to shift the focus back onto your teachings.

And other times, you would simply push Neteyam into the water. Unannounced.

Him walking to his mauri after his father called? Pushed.

Sitting on the walkway with his feet in the water? Pushed.

Literally minding his own business? Pushed.

Neteyam called it torture, but you called it reality.

“A good diver should always be prepared to get wet!” You shouted to him with excitement when he resurfaced. Him annoyed, you amused.

Eventually, your teaching sessions became extended adventures, sometimes taking along Tuk because you couldn’t resist her. You had found a habit in carrying her everywhere for reasons you couldn’t understand.

You and Neteyam both rode on Tuhi throughout the reef, and despite Neteyam’s grip on your waist, you paid no mind as the scenery of your home took all your attention. You never got tired of the marine environment, even after all these years.

Neteyam’s eyes were locked on your side profile. He was such a starer, and yet he felt no guilt for shameless watching your every feature.

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“What’s it like?” You spoke softly, laying on your back as you mindlessly watched the stars.

“What’s what like?” Neteyam asked, his body parallel to yours.

“The forest.”

Neteyam blinked, head turning over to yours in an instant.

“You want to know about my home?”

“Yes.”

He smiled.

“The stars. You can hardly see them at home with all the trees in the way, and at night time the forest has beautiful glow.” He turned his gaze back to the glowing sky, “My clan was known for its music and ceremonies, so there was never a night without dancing and laughter.” The fond memories of his home felt overwhelming, knowing he would probably never return to the place he grew to love.

A comforting silence fell upon the two, only the distant sound of waves crashing on the shoreline was heard.

“I want to take you there,” Neteyam spoke softly, sitting up from his lounging position.

“What?” You responded with confusion, turning your head to his. Neteyam grabbed both your hands and pulled you up to your feet with ease.

“Let me take you there.” He spoke confidently, your hands encased closley to his chest. Finally grasping what he was saying, you shook your head eagerly in compliance.

“Here. Dance with me.” He lowered your hands, his gold eyes staring straight into yours.

You slowly took your hands out of his grasp. “Metkayina’s hardly dance, only underwater..” you tilted your head to the side, adverting your gaze from Neteyam’s deep stare.

He grabbed your hands again. “Just follow me.” he moved his head back into you vision, a soft smile adorning his lips.

Hesitantly you nodded, allowing Neteyam to lead you in a traditional Omitkayn dance. The jangle of your bracelets and his own jewelry moved as one, almost as if harmonizing with eachother. Hands up, hands down, step back, twirl in his arms; everything about it was euphoria to both of you. Simultaneous laughters filled the air at every mistake, every mistep, every splash made on the alternating waves. The moonlight giving you both a glow as it reflected off the ocean’s surface.

“Neteyam! Neteyam..!” You ears perked, picking up on the voice calling for the Sully brother. Noticing Neteyam’s face drop in annoyance, you turned around, halting your nighttime dance.

“Ao’nung?” You squinted, confirming his presence. Neteyam let go of your hands and made his way towards the chief’s son.

“What is it.” He demanded, folding his arms over in irritation.

“Lo’ak. Me and my boys took him past the reef..” Ao’nung panted out, his body hunched over as he tried regaining his breath. Why he was out of breath? You haven’t gotten a clue.

“What.” Neteyam sternly replied, disbelief lacing his words.

“Past the reef.. he hasn’t returned and…”

“Skxawng!” You hissed, stepping towards Ao’nung. Sure, you and Lo’ak weren’t that close, and but any idiot would know better than to take him out the reef.

“You will tell my father about this.” Neteyam intentionally bumping shoulders with him as he passed.

Ao’nung felt guilt rise in him, as you grabbed him by the ear, dragging him behind you. Despite interrupting your dance, Ao’nung ignored whatever the hell you and Neteyam were doing.

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The events that would happen in the next few days were chaotic to say the least.

Lo’ak supposedly befriending Payakan.

And Kiri having a sezuire while connecting to the spirit tree only showed how fond you truly are of the Sully’s.

Rushing with Tsireya and the others to bring Kiri to the Surface. Holding Tuk in your arms to calm her down, and shamefully marveling at the protectiveness Neteyam displayed towards his siblings, something you’ve only had a glimpse of. And the arrival of Jake Sully’s human friends had you questioning your sanity.

‘So much.. skypeople stuff…’ you thought to yourself, finding an interest in Jake’s weird hand ritual and the mechanism that hovered over the shore, sending tsunamis of sand on the viewing villagers, including you.

And of course the arrival of the Tulkuns. More specifically your spirit sister.

The arrival had sent the village into a state of excitement, Na’vis of all ages jumping into the waters at the familiar blowhorn. The Sully’s on the other hand watched with confusion, no one had explained to them about what was happening and why thrillful cries filled the air. Splash after splash, the Metkayina’s met to reconnect with their spiritual families.

“It is time (Y/n)!” Tsireya yiped in excitement, grabbing your hand and pulling you behind her. Weaving through the village walkways, you both arrived at the Sully’s maori.

“Come!” Tsireya ushered the family out into the water, exchanging your hand for Lo’aks. In an instant they disappeared into the waters. You eagerly rushed to Tuk and carried her into your arms. Neteyam taking in the scene with fond eyes.

“The Tulkuns have arrived!” You smiled at her, exiting her home. Kiri stayed put in the floor, only moving after constant urges by Tuk.

“Come on!” You jumped into the water with Kiri and Neteyam following suit. Quickly you called Tuhi over, adoring her beautiful patterns. Connecting your queues, the four of you were off the see the Tulkuns.

Beautiful whistles filled the underwater world as you inched closer to the Tulkuns. You grinned widely once you caught sight of your spirit sister. Lightly tugging on Tuk’s arm, you signed to her, ‘There is my spirit sister! Her name is Mevewi.’ Disconnecting your queue and motioning for Tuk to ride with Kiri, you swam to your sister. Greeting eachother, she began to tell you of her troubles and you shared your current lifestyle with the Sully’s.

Ears perked in realization, you turned around, ‘Wait here!’ You signed, swimming back towards the viewing Omatikayas. You smiled as you made your way to Neteyam. Grabbing his hands, you pulled him through the water to face Mevewì.

‘This is Neteyam. We swim together,’ Neteyam bowed his head as Mevewì teased you and the Sully boy. Unbeknownst to Neteyam, Mevewì’s teasing caused you great embarrassment, but you relished the moment with her.

The inconsistency of emotions the village felt was like no other. One day everyone was celebrating, the next people rallied for war. Clouds, heavy with rain filled the sky on the bitter morning. Almost as if Ewya had a heart to mourn with you all.

Simply, an attack on Ro’a was an attack on the clan. You joined in with the chanting and battle crys, eager for revenge on the Skypeople’s ignorance. Much to your dismay, the immediate charge for war was shot down by Jake. Advising us to warn the Tulkuns instead, and the clan complied, most furious with the agreement.

In the midst of this outbreak for war, Neteyam grabbed your hand and ushered you away. He spoke no words as he led you on Lo’ak’s trail. You stayed silent on your trip, only following the taller boy while your mind was clouded with grief.

“No way you’re rolling out of here baby brother,” Neteyam spoke, letting go of your hand as he approached Lo’ak, Ilu saddle in hand.

“I’m going to warn Payakan. He has no one to warn him.” He replied sternly, fixing the saddle on his Ilu.

“No. You must stay here you skxawng.”

“He’s an outcast. He has no one else but me!”

Neteyam sighed, placing a hand on his head, “Why do you always have to make things so hard?”

Lo’ak quickly pushed his hand off, “You mean..” he started off hesitantly, “You mean why can’t I be the perfect little soldier like you?” Neteyam ushered back in disappointment, “I’m not you Neteyam.. I’m not you.” You watched as Neteyam exhaled, clearly annoyed with his outburst as he beginning to pace on the deck. A part of you wished Neteyam didn’t bring you here to witness the dilemma.

“He’s my brother!” Lo’ak motioned towards the sea, Neteyam only stopping his pace to practically size his little brother up.

Lo’ak swiftly turned on his heel, “Oh! Oh! He’s your brother?” Neteyam spoke with disbelief, his hands gripping onto his little brother’s arm, preventing him from going any further, “No. I’m your brother.”

And with a shake of his shoulder, Lo’ak dived into the waters, ignoring the arrival of Tsireya and the others.

Quickly moving into action, Neteyam called his Ilu, “He’s going to Payakun.” He informs the others before diving into the water, you following suit.

Before you knew it, the entire teaching group was after Lo’ak with the addition of Tuk and Kiri.

“Wait!”

“Stop!”

Wave after wave, you found yourselves eventually reaching the panicked Lo’ak, hearing his pleads for help as he tried pulling the tracker out of Payakun.

“Shit.” You whispered to yourself, climbing off Tuhi as you made an effort to get the beeping mechanism off the Tulkun. Pushing and pulling seemed to go down in vain, the group noticing the large vehicle approaching.

“Call dad.” Neteyam spoke, looking up as his brother as he tugged at the red marker. Lo’ak nodded and made the callout, noting the children he was with and the state of business.

Eventually the beeping machine was pulled off the tough skin of the Tulkun.

“Go! Go! Go! Swim away Payakun!” Lo’ak urged, hoping onto his Ilu after giving his spirit brother a few pats on the fin.

“Everyone go hide. I’ll take this and lead them away,” Neteyam spoke, holding the tracker in his hands. He nodded to you as he dove into the water with his own ilu. The rest of you guys dove down, temporarily finding security in the seaweed.

White lights seeped through the gaps of the seaweed, proving the hiding spot to be fruitless. the mechanical buzz echoed through the water as the group evaded capture. When Neteyam returned, the group had spilt up, taking seclusion in air pockets.

You found yourself with Tuk, the panicked little girl held onto you the second you made your appearance.

“Why are you alone?” You asked urgently, your voice echoing in the plant.

“I lost kiri!” Tuk responded, holding onto you arm tightly.

A sudden splash sent you and Tuk into a state of fear, a scream erupting from both of your throats.

“Tuk!” Lo’ak spoke, giving you a nod of acknowledgement. Soon another splash came, marking the arrival of Tsireya.

“It is coming!” Tsireya alerted the group, noting on the white light that glared on their legs.

“Alright!” Everyone took a deep breath before diving back into the water. You took the lead of the swimmers, ignoring the spotlight that kept you all in sight. Coming to a stop, Tsireya motioned you to swim the other way, another mechanicism making its way towards you. You nodded furiously before turning to swim in the opposite direction. Your endeavors proved to be unsuccessful, a net capturing Tsireya and Tuk. You followed suit with Lo’ak, taking out your handmade knife, trying to cut the girls free. You paused you actions as you watched two Ikarans dive into the water, swooping down to care the net airborne.

“Tuk! Tsireya!” You yelped, dangling off the side of the net, your fingers gripping onto the gaps.

“Hold on! Hold on!” Lo’ak began to hack away at the net with his knife.

“Hurry!” Tsireya called out, moving her and Tuk away from the cutting blades.

“Arrgh!” You groaned in fustration, only splitting one of the woven ropes in half. The wind that nipped at your skin came to a rest, notifying you of the ship’s presence. You felt your body jerk, the Ikaran releasing his grip on the net, leaving you all to fall to the ground. Making a quick recovery, you stood up, locking into a defense stance. Your blue knife blade was held parallel to you as you swung it bavk and froth. Lo’ak shared similar movements, his ears pinned back as he hissed.

“Put the knife down.”

“Give it up kid!”

“Come here.”

Voices of all kinds filled your ears and before you knew it you were held in a headlock by some oddly dressed Avatar. You bared you teeth over and over, attempting to free yourself by a simple act. What caught your attention was a human boy checking up on Lo’ak, perhaps you would ask him about that thing later. You winced at Tuk’s screams as the Avatar led you to a railing.

“On your knees.” He commanded, kicking the back of your knees in order to force you down. You watched helplessly as he cuffed you to the railing, the others falling helpless as they were cuffed as well.

“Are you alright Tuk?” You spoke softly over your shoulder, letting your arms go limp in the restraint. Your attention was then directed to the familiar crys, the appearance of your clan and the Sully parents left you in shock.

“Dad!” The little girl while tugging at her own restraints, a hopeful grin on her face. You and Tsireya exchanged glances, your people on the way to rescue you.

After Lo’ak’s communication device was ripped from him, a stalemate was ensued by both opponents.

“I’ve got your kids, Sully.” The leader Avatar spoke, standing infront of the line of arms.

“Tell your people to stand down.” He held a gun to Lo’ak’s head, you felt helpless against your restraints. “I will not hesitate to execute your kid.” The older Avatar gave you a mere look as you hissed at him, Lo’ak shooting you a look to stand down. Sucking up your pride, you listened to him. You knew Lo’ak probably had a better understanding of these deamwalkers. You huffed, turning your head to watch Jake make his way towards the boat.

‘Please Ewya..’ you had never begged to Ewya, not since your mother died, but now it was a time for desperate measures.

Almost as if on cue Payakun made an attack on the battleship, sending avatars and humans running amock. You eyes widened as Ewya seemingly answered your prayers.

“Payakun!” Tuk shouted, wtaching the Tulkan’s body land onto the deck with thud, destroying the ship in the process. You let out a cry for battle as your clan charged in towards the boat.

“Yes!” You yelled, raising your head towards the sky while Lo’ak focused on getting himself free.

“Come on!” He urgently pulled at the breaking rail, eager to escape confinement. Sounds of gunshots and war crys filled the air as you pulled onto the railing with Lo’ak.

“Neteyam!” Tuk alerted, watching as her older brother came to the rescue. You turned your gaze to the boy, feeling as if you were about to burst out crying at the sight of him.

“Hey guys,” he smiled, beginning to cut off the handcuffs we were put in, sending us free one by one.

“Yes!”

“Hurry up!”

“Are you alright?” Neteyam asked as he approached you, cutting the handcuffs off in a swift motion.

You opened your mouth, yet no sounds came out. Your emotions were all over the place, especially with Neteyam’s arrival, so you found yourself nodding to the Na’vi. He smiled at your efforts, raising hhis hand to ruffle your hair before returning to his self-made task.

“Oh come on, thank me little brother.” Neteyam teased as he freed Lo’ak.

“Let’s go, let’s go!” You urged, holding on to Tuk’s hand as you pushed Tsireya towards the water. You brushed your fingers against Tsireya’s arms, notifying her you were not coming. Tsireya noticed it as your signature way of saying goodbye. She turned to look at you with surprise, unable to argue with your decision.

“They have spider.” Lo’ak commented, picking up a gun as he glanced at his brother.

“Go you guys.” You gave Tuk’s hand to Tsireya as you wtached them dive into the water. Turning on your heel you crouched next to Neteyam, interested in Lo’ak mission.

“We can’t leave him!” Lo’ak concluded, leaving the pair as he began to search for “Spider”.

Neteyam exhaled, shaking his head as he turned to look at you, “Go! Get off the ship!” He commanded, standing up as he got ready to follow his brother.

“No.”

“What?”

“Teyem.” You grabbed his hand, his ears perking at the nickname, “If you fight, I fight. If you run, I run.” You affirmed, keeping your eyes locked with his own.

“(Y/N)..” He spoke softly, the world falling silent as he focused on you.

“Oel ngati kameie, Neteyam.” His jaw slightly dropped in surprise, your hand reaching up to hold it, forcing the words have a stronger meaning on you both. Neteyam nodded, an awestruck expression placed on his face as he met your hand with his.

“Let’s go.” He patted your hand and set off the follow his little brother, who he found to be watching the scene with a smirk.

“Skxawng.” He muttered underneath his breath in embarrassment as he walked past his brother, brushing shoulders. You followed suit, a small smile on your face.

The three of you found yourself climbing on the ceilings to avoid detection, Lo’ak and Neteyam watching for Spider. Soon in a charged assault, you all dropped down on a group of humans, taking them doen with ease.

“Bro!” Spider spoke, smiling after effectively de-masking a crewmate. Lo’ak returned the smile, but the reunion was cut short. Two of the Avatars began to open fire on you, bullets whizzing through the air

“Let’s get out of here!” You said pushing the boys to cover, grabbing a stray gun on the floor as you hid behind the wall.

Your ears kaid flat as you and neteyam peered out, the Avatars approaching you quickly. Being the older kids of your mini rescue squad, you and Neteyam urged the younger boys to run, Spider taking the lead as they dove into the water.

“Neteyam..” You panicked, the gunfire not ceasing.

“On the count of three we go!” He yelled, taking the gun from your hands.

“One!” You mentally prepared yourself for the run.

“Two!” You shook your shoulders as Neteyam shot back at the Avatars

“Three!” He yelled, taking your hand and leading you both to the water.

Strange. You had just prayed to Ewya yet it felt as if she was making you acknowledge the pain in your heart. The unnecessary hatred you had for her, for Ronal, hell, even your mom.

Being submerged in the water felt soothing to say the least, the adrenaline carrying you to the top as you held your chest.

“Teyem..” you voice came out as a whisper as the others celebrated, Tsireya even finding her way there to meet with the group.

You gripped onto Neteyam, feeling your body go weak as the adrenaline rush ran down, “Neteyam.” You spoke more firmly, your tight hold on Neteyam alerting him something was wrong.

“(Y/n)?” He turned around to face you as you struggled to keep your head afloat, even after holding onto the boy. The group watched as the waters turned a scarlet red, you being the source of it all.

Tsireya let out a scream of shock, immediately rushing to your side and calling her Ilu.

“She’s shot!” Lo’ak stated, rushing to hold onto Tsireya’s Ilu. Neteyam felt as if his soul had left his body, “No.. No! No!” He repeated, starting to put pressure onto your wound as you laid against his chest. You let out a scream, the feeling of your injury being touched sent you through a state of pain.

“It hurts!” Neteyam sucked in a breath as he pushed down harder, only causing you to scream more.

“You’re hurting her! Stop it!” Tsireya cried, not able to witness you being put in even more pain.

“Im sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Neteyam choked back on tears as he unwillingly put you into more pain.

Ewya was so cruel, but maybe, just maybe you deserved it. You treated Tsireya with snarky remarks, paid little to no respect to Ronal, and even your own father. You shut him out the second your mother died, so young and emotional. Why did he let you do that to him? Perhaps Ewya yearbed to teach you a lesson and the only was you could pay for your wrongdoings was meeting your great end.

The group of teenagers urged you onto a small, rocky island, the wave paying no respect to your body as it pushed you back and forth.

“Watch her head!” Neteyam repeated, still pushing onto your wound with heavy hands as you sobbed in pain. Eventually, your body was carried out of the water and laid onto the bumpy stones.

Neteyam taking his spot next to you, shouting to Lo’ak to change spots with him. Lo’ak did as told, his eyes suken in sadness as he placed pressure onto your chest. Your hands closed around his arms in an attempt to pull them off, not wanting to bear the pain. Your fruitless efforts brought tears to Lo’ak’s eyes, “I’m sorry..” He stuttered out.

Tsireya found herself by your head, she encased your head with her hands, her face torn in agony. “Ewya please!” She yelled, wiping your own tears away with her thumbs.

Your desperate pushes on Lo’ak ceased as Neteyam cried silently by your side. You sucked up the small ounce of pride you had left and spoke to no one in particular, “I want my mom!” You cried out, “Dad!” The teens watched you with sadness, “I’m sorry!” You yelled. “I’m sorry!” You closed your eyes shut, not wanting to see the pity your friends held over you.

Lo’ak , the boy who you learned to be a troublemaker, brought to tears by someone he had spent little to no time with.

Tsireya, the girl you had grown up with and sometimes given unnecessary rudeness even though she had saw you as her sister.

And Neteyam, the boy you had trained, the boy who promised to take you to his home, the boy who showed you how to love. Your eyes watered at the sight of him. This would mark the end of your journey with him, no more dances in the moonlight, quick adventures through the reef, or following him to reprimand Lo’ak.

You felt your hands reach up to touch all of them, fingers gliding against their arms, leaving streaky trails of blood. The teenagers watched your action with great sorrow, figuring this was your own, special (Y/n) goodbye. Tsireya choked, the gesture being a familiar one; whenever you would say goodbye.

Neteyam suffered in silence, your time was coming to an end and no one could help it. Ignoring the voices in his head, screaming no, he grabbed his queue. Lo’ak and Tsireya exchanged a startled look.

“Bro.” Lo’ak held his brother’s arm, stopping him from whatever he was doing. “Don’t do it.” The little brother spoke sternly, his now dry tears leaving glossy stripes upon his cheeks.

Neteyam cracked, his heavy sobs filled the air as his hold on his braid fell limp, “I want her, Lo’ak!” He choked on his tears as Tsireya watched the scene play out with woeful eyes. Spider’s hand fell onto Neteyam’s back, showing him an ounce of comfort. Neteyam reached to hold your face in his bloodly hands, taking Tsireya’s place.

“Teyam..” you muttered out, bringing your own hands against his, “I’ll be with you for eternity,” you winced, the pain practically becoming numb as you felt yourself slip. Neteyam looked down with sad eyes, his tears splashing onto your face, mixing with your own. Without thinking, The oldest Sully brother crashed his lips against yours, muffled noises coming from his mouth, unable to conceal his weeping. Only for a second did you return the gesture, you body falling limp in the teenagers hands.

“(Y/n)?” Neteyam broke the kiss, inspecting your lifeless eyes.

Tsireya screamed in realization, turning towards Lo’ak as she buried herself into his shoulder, bawling with grief. Lo’ak lifted his hands from your wounds and engulfed Tsireya in a comforting hug, painfully watching his older brother.

Neteyam felt the way your body temperature dropped, your skin growing cold on his palms. He shakily exhaled, his mouth opening as if he were to scream, byt no sound came out. Neteyam stared at your lifeless eyes, and with a blink of his own golden orbs, he pulled his bloodied thumbs over your eyelids. He felt his lips quiver into a frown as he tried to fight his cries, still wanting to be the strong older brother for Lo’ak. And despite his efforts, he felt himself cry even harder as the realization set in. He wept as he laid his forehead against yours, his own tears gliding down your face.

“I see you, (Y/N).”

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Ewya. Everything had linked back to the all seeing god. She predicted and she chose. This time, she had chosen your unexplainable hatred to be repaid with you returning back to her.

The burial marked the ending of your life as (Y/n). Only Ewya knew where the waters would take you once your body sunk to the floor. Neteyam earning a spot in your burial next to your dad and Tsireya, pushed your body through the waters, each of you wearing parts of her signature bracelets.

The clan watched in sorrow as Neteyam choked back tears, watching your father take you down to the bottom of the Cove. You never introduced your father to Neteyam or vice versa, but the pain you both shared created a sense of comfort.

Neteyam’s cries were shown as bubbles escaped from his lips while he watched your body disappear on the seafloor. Tsireya, in a effort of comfort, gave Neteyam a side hug, which he returned only after watching your last strand of hair disappear into the glowing plants.

Essentially, everything Ewya stood for resulted in eternity. Eternal peace, eternal love, eternal forgiveness. Everything eternal lasted forever in Ewya’s eyes, and even if something proved to be gone, Ewya would find a way to wrap it up in the loop of endless beginnings.

And maybe, just maybe, that’s what you had really meant when you told Neteyam you would be with him for eternity.

[imerologiofantasion]

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[beensbaee]

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summary; when y/n is told she's to be mated to toruk makto's eldest son - she refuses to let her future be decided for her. she believed he felt the same way for her, until her life is in danger and she realizes she was wrong. that eywa is always right, when it comes to her children.

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A CHANGE OF HEART

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"Mother, please tell me this is not my punishment!" she whispered harshly, her hand desperately pulling her mothers arm as the woman sighed impatiently

"Yes, it is Y/n." she replied, turning to Neytiri who stood a few mere feet from them. Her own arm was locked around her own son as she gently pushed him forward with eyes that dared him to even try to protest

The two mothers acknowledged each other with strained smiles as Y/n felt her anger dancing on the edge of absolutely exploding

It wasn't her fault, is what she wanted to say as Neytiri handed her the thin dagger and explained their punishment in detail that had Y/n gritting her teeth together to keep herself from saying something she'd regret

Y/n's mother then handed Neteyam a woven basket, filled with enough fruits to last them the few hours they were being forced to endure together

"All you two do is fight, argue, and yell. I hope you know this is meant to help you only. The clan simply cannot be surrounded with this. Do you two understand?" Y/n's mother snapped as Neteyam nodded his head quickly, a small frown on his face as he kept his eyes on the ground

Her mother nodded satisfied, before turning to her own daughter with a look that could kill.

"And you Y/n? Did you hear me?" Her sharp voice called out as Y/n shifted on her feet uncomfortably

Y/n's mother was known for her strong personality. Her bravery was something alarming as she was always ready for battle. Her current battle however, was getting these two teens to get along. She certainly had Neteyam's teeth clattering, but Y/n only looked at her mother with sad eyes

"Yes mother." She said, careful not to anger her anymore

"Good. Go." She said. Though her tone remained the same - sharp as ever, her eyes were gentle as she bid the two teens goodbye

The two mothers walked together closely as they left, their children however, kept a healthy distance between them as they began their trek through the forest

Y/n's eyes stayed on the two women until they were out of sight. The second they were, she turned the weapon Neytiri had given her at Neteyam so swiftly that he barely had any time to react

Already confident in himself she was going to do something like this, he pulled out his own knife that he'd kept hidden on himself

Surprised, she tilted her head with a cocky smile

"Didn't know I was that predictable, Neteyam."

The way she said his name had him scoffing as he held his knife tighter in his hand. Y/n wasn't worried at all, because she knew he wouldn't fight her unless she made the first move

"Don't say my name like that." He practically growled as she let out a taunting grin that had his knuckles paling with how hard he was digging his fingers into his weapon

"We are meant to stay together for the next few hours, yes? Get along and become the bestest of friends, right? Well, I say we go our own separate ways and be convincing enough for them to believe we spent these hours together. Ok?" She asked, finally lowering the knife just the slightest bit to let him know she was going to be civil for this single conversation

Neteyam's eyes remained on her. He stared at her like he was contemplating between life and death as she let out a sigh

"Or, you know, we could fight to the death to settle this feud once and for all?" She said with a wicked grin that sent a shiver down his spine. He knew she wasn't joking. Not even a little bit with that comment. He imagined her laughing if she did manage to stab him, and he shook his head to get rid of the horrifying possibility

"We are going our separate ways. Don't even try any surprise attacks. I am not in the mood." He said, walking past her carefully as she discreetly moved her leg in front of his path to trip him

He caught the small movement, eyes moving down as he stared at her foot. He blinked before looking back at her, his eyes displaying absolutely no hint of amusement as she slowly pulled her foot back

"Worth a shot." She mumbled

He scoffed, grabbing a single fruit from the basket her mother had given them before walking away

She picked up a fruit as well before turning around and beginning her own journey, deep into the beautiful forests of Pandora.

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The day Mo'at had announced Y/n and Neteyam as mates was the day she watched her life be thrown completely off axis and thrown into a world she didn't understand

A vision was what she'd called it, pushing her in front of a boy she didn't even know and declaring him her soulmate

She hissed when Mo'at said this, unable to control her hate for the new word as she understood its meaning

Her soulmate. She was convinced that there had been a mistake, but Eywa does not make mistakes was the only response she got.

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Y/n moved through the forest carelessly. She was happy for the small time of solitude she'd been granted with this punishment as she skipped through the forest

She spent time playing with the small creatures she encountered on her journey, drinking from rivers she came upon before she settled herself against a nearby tree and began crafting

She wove the leaves she'd found together expertly, humming to herself as she smiled at her talent to create such unique pieces

It was a thin head piece, made with the fallen leaves and vines she found in her path

She adjusted the piece on her head, peering her face into a small nearby pond to look at her reflection. Pleased with the view she was met with, she sighed as she wondered what to do next.

She'd be lying if she said she wasn't tired, and she'd be lying even more if she said the tree she was laying against wasn't comfortable. The gentle slopes of the bark serving as the perfect place for her to rest her figure against

She sat there for a while, simply closing her eyes and letting her body relax. Eventually, her mind wondered  and thought of what Neteyam was doing in that same moment before she shook her head and let out a hiss for allowing herself to think of him at all

He had never been unkind to her. At least not until she was unkind to him.

She remembered the night Mo'at sat them in her tent and told them of their future together

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His eyes were on Y/n the entire conversation, only moving away when she'd look up

He could see the tears that so badly wanted to break through - the realization in her eyes as she understood her future was being decided for her

Neteyam could feel his heart grow heavy as he realized how much he hated himself for putting the girl through so much pain. He loved his life in the spot light as being apart of Toruk Makto's family - but sometimes, the responsibilities would weigh him down to the point where he questioned if he'd ever get up

She wouldn't look at him. Refused to, and she left quietly after Mo'at dismissed them. He tried reaching out for her arm to try and say something to comfort her as she exited the tent, but drew back as she latched herself onto her mother

"Ma- I don't even know him."

He remembered her voice so clearly - the confusion and sadness as her mother held her hand firmly, kissing the girls head gently and whispering encouraging words to her as they walked away

They didn't know he had followed her outside, and he felt numb as he turned to his mother

She had a knowing look in her eyes as she spoke to him gently

"Don't think we expect anything from you now, Neteyam. But in the future, you will grow onto each other. Remember, Eywa does not make mistakes. Believe me, son."

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"Just a few moments" She mumbled to no in particular as she closed her eyes, letting her head fall back and allowing herself to fall asleep

It was a stupid mistake, really. Falling asleep in the middle of the forest and having no way of making sure she'd awake in time. But she didn't care as sleep overtook her body and mind.

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Eclipse neared, and Neteyam sighed as he lifted himself from the patch of grass he'd been resting on

He didn't have anything to hunt with, and he realized only after he was too far into the forest. He'd spent most of the time simply wandering in thought, which was not something he did often

He thought of her. He hated himself for it, but he couldn't stop the thoughts and ideas of the two of them truly being happy from flooding his mind.

She was hurt. And Eywa, he wanted to heal her so badly. He wanted to tell her he saw her clearly, he saw her pain and sacrifices and the brave face she put on for everyone. But, his own pride was keeping him from uttering a single word.

He stood at their meeting spot for a few minutes. Then ten. And then, half an hour had passed.

She wasn't here. Her initial absence wasn't alarming at all, as he assumed she'd take her sweet time to come. But as the sky became darker, he realized something was wrong.

She'd never cut it this close, to the point where she'd risk her mother finding out they'd gone their separate ways when they were supposed to be together

His fear was something small, but it rocketed into full blown panic in an instant as he realized something must have happened to her

At this time, the larger predators would begin to emerge underneath Pandora's dark sky, and she was still somewhere in the forest

His footsteps were fast as he ran through the forest, calling out her name and ears rising to hear any possible sign of her

He cursed to himself, realizing how immature he was for agreeing to go separate ways. He should've refused and just stayed with her - obviously with some distance to ensure she wouldn't try any tricks on her - but he shouldn't have left.

His voice turned desperate as he couldn't find her - not even a trace.

The possibilities were endless - she could be hurt, stuck somewhere-

And then he saw her. Sleeping, against a tree without a care in the world with something hanging from her hair

He felt his heart physically stutter in his chest as he realized she was ok. He gritted his teeth, attempting to keep himself from losing his shit

She acted so carelessly, like she didn't even care if she lived or not. He hated how she had no regard for how dangerous the things she did were. 

He let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding in. He didn't know when he'd even allowed himself to get so worked up over anyone, but he tried to calm his heart as he let his mind accept the fact that his mate was fine, more then fine as she slept peacefully

He was absolutely sure he was going to yell at her like never before for the near heart attack she'd given him and how reckless she'd been until he heard a deep rumble

The sound had his heart drumming in his chest as he whipped around and looked for the source of the sound

The Thanator paced slowly, it's bright eyes shining in the dark as its head dipped down and chewed at something. The small creature had been gutted by it's teeth, bits hanging from it's mouth as it chewed mercilessly. He watched it's fangs peak through its menacing mouth as it emitted another low growl

It was one of the many larger creatures he feared running into. He believed he'd find Y/n in time, but it looks like he was wrong.

The girl still laid unmoving, besides her chest which rose and fell slowly. 

If the Thanator's eyes found her sleeping there... He didn't let himself think any further as his feet moved quietly, his eyes blown wide in panic as he tried to figure out what to do. And fast.

Neteyam held the knife in his hand as he crept behind the trees slowly, his footsteps silent as he felt his heart hammering in his chest. He kept looking at the Thanator, who he was sure could hear his heartbeat. The knife in his hands felt silly compared to the thick skin and pure size of the creature

He was behind the large tree Y/n laid against, moss lining its side as vines hung low from the branches, hiding Neteyam's moving figure from the Thanator

He moved his hands forward as slowly as possible, placing one hand around her stomach and the other around her arms

He pulled her slowly, desperate to get her out of the animal's line of sight and behind the tree. His hands were sweating as he struggled to adjust his grip on her.

She stirred slightly, but she surprisingly, and thankfully, did not wake as he pulled her entire body away from the front of the tree and laid her behind it and out of view

He quickly looked back at the Thanator, confirming it hadn't noticed them before he wrapped his arms around her and picked up Y/n's sleeping figure with ease

It would be better if she was awake to escape, but he was sure if he woke her now she'd make some sort of commotion that would catch the attention of the unknowing animal that lurked

He held her close to him, her eyes finally fluttering open as she took in his face. Realizing she was in his arms, she moved her hands to push him off before she caught the look in his eyes

Dread. Pure dread.

After seeing her awake, he gently put her down. She swayed slightly, confused and still half asleep as he put a finger on her lips - telling her to be quiet

Normally, she would've smacked his hand away. But she was too tired and instead she lazily turned her head to see what he was looking at

A single Thanator stood, watching them with eyes so bright and filled entirely with hunger that it had her back straightening in a second

She suddenly didn't feel so tired anymore as terror consumed the feeling of every limb in her body

But that wasn't why he was so scared she realized, as she took in the entire pack of Thanators that trailed behind it, their predetorial gazes latched onto the two na'vi like a child to a toy

"Eywa...I fall asleep for two minutes." She mumbled, but Neteyam didn't miss the hitch in her voice as she said the words

"Hours. Two hours." He gritted out as she sighed

"Oops?" She said, her feet slowly taking a step back as the Thanator put one foot forward slowly, like it was trying to keep them unaware of the attack that it had planned

"When I say to, we run. Don't even try to separate when running. Understand?" He said slowly, his body unmoving but prepared to run as she moved her hands to secure the leaf crown on her head

"Fine." She whispered harshly. He watched her secure the head piece on her and tried his best  not to swat her hand away from it. He was irritated she was focusing on her hair of all things instead of her life. She truly left him speechless sometimes with the way she acted

The leading Thanator led out a growl that sounded awfully hungry, and Neteyam's voice was in her ear as he pulled her backwards and away

"GO!"

The teens were fast no doubt, and some of the strongest in their clan. Their feet hit the forest floor hard as they ran with speed that was something to be applauded. The sound of the pounding steps of the herd behind them only encouraging them to go faster

Panting, they jumped over any obstacle in their path. Rocks, tree trunks, logs, vines, boulders - anything and everything.

They were in perfect sync - well, until Y/n's headpiece fell

She let out a yelp, trying to catch the flying piece as it fell behind her - but her fingertips barely brushed it as it fell from her hands

He turned around at the sound of her voice, watching her jump behind a tree and disappear in seconds

He let out his own yell of frustration before following behind her, panting, he watched the herd run past their hiding spot. They had no idea the two na'vi weren't in front of them anymore

They had managed to lose them, remarkably, but that wasn't his priority anymore. It was Y/n's behavior, but as he turned to her, she was already moving. Crouching on the ground, she crawled around while looking for something

Neteyam took a deep breath, before turning to her with the meanest look she'd ever seen

Mentally preparing herself, she let out a sigh as she turned to him with a bored expression

"Great Mother - What is wrong with you? You fall asleep in the middle of the forest, manage to catch the attention of an entire herd - get chased by them and -"

"Ah!" She exclaimed, picking up her fallen headpiece with a satisfied smile. She let out a laugh as she observed it was perfectly fine, not a single leaf out of place! 

He grabbed her arm, yanking her up as she stumbled

"We leave. Now." He said, his voice so angry, she didn't even protest

She frowned as he held her hand firmly, not even giving her the chance to try and go her own way

They walked silently, careful of their surroundings. Eventually, his deathly grip on her softened as he held her hand more comfortably

For once, she regretted how she treated him.

He was so stressed. She could see it in his eyes, the fright she'd given him wasn't small. She'd seen all of his emotions as they grew up together closely. She'd seen him angry, sad, happy - but she'd never, not even once, seen him so upset.

He kept looking around, eyes tired but filled with alert as he made sure no other creature tried to attack them

She looked down at their hands, interlocked so lovingly that it made her turn her face away with a frown

She looked at her other hand, which held her head piece. As she stared at it, she realized why it had fallen off while they were running. It was too big.

Then she turned to him. She stared at him so intensely that he couldn't ignore it, turning to her with brows pulled together expectedly 

"Huh." She said. His head did seem a little bit bigger then hers

"What?" He asked annoyed as she stopped walking. She gently removed her hand from his. He looked confused and tried reaching for it again. But, she got on her toes and placed her prized possession on his head

It was the perfect size. Framing his face so perfectly that she couldn't help but let a small smile break through. A real smile.

He stood completely still. It seemed like he had stopped breathing as the only thing that moved were his eyes as he watched her silently

"I can't believe how perfectly it fits you, Neteyam. And I must say, it looks a little bit better on your head instead of mine." She said in the same teasing voice that would never fail to have his heart beat faster

He looked so beautiful. He glowed in the moonlight, but it was nothing compared to the look in his eyes.

He gently touched the piece on his head, a crooked smile growing on his face at her rare show of kindness towards him

"Did you just give this to me, willingly?" He asked

He couldn't even be mad anymore. Not even if he tried to, as every bit of anger and confusion of fear was killed by her small yet radiant smile

"Maybe." She said playfully as she grabbed his hand and continued their walk

He followed her, but made sure to stay a single step behind her so she wouldn't see how quickly his small smile transformed into the biggest grin ever

He could feel her change of heart with the way her fingers brushed over his knuckles as she held his hand. He saw her change of heart with the way she told Neytiri that their punishment went smoothly, that he was civil. He saw her change of heart with the way she adjusted the headpiece one last time on his head when their mothers weren't looking. How she'd given him one last glance as she left with her mother, her hand moving as she performed the gesture that he'd only imagined her doing in his day-dreams

I see you

She grinned at the shock he was unable to hide, laughing as she left with her mother and left him smiling for the rest of the night. Her laugh found its way into his dreams, and she was the sole thing on his mind, like always.

[neteyamslovrr]

Luvv your writing, i hope u can do a aonung x fem reader wherein theres part where she almost died (I guess like neteyam) like maybe in later parts and aonung was super worried and thought she actually died which she did but somehow came back and became absolutely clingy and like guardian or overprotective if ever she get hurt the slightest. Idk how will u write but hopefully u can consider thiss❤️❤️

I'm Right Here

summary:  ao’nung witnessing your near death made him feel hopeless, and he promised to never let anything hurt you again.

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It all happened so quickly, guns were blazing and the screams of all kinds of life rung through the night sky. You were there to follow Lo’ak as he went to warn Payakan, you didn’t realise this would be the start of a massacre.

You, Tsireya, and Tuk all had begun to creep onto the ship. “Tuk this is a terrible idea!” You whispered as she continued to make her way through the boat.

The boats alarms were flaring as you split away from Tuk and Tsireya. Finding another direction to make sure you could find Kiri. A scream filled your ears as you turned to see Tuk restraining to be tied again.

It was all blur when it happened. You ran so fast you brain couldn’t think. Jumping onto the back of Quaritch strangling him in hopes to get him off Tuk. But it failed miserably.

As he tied Tuk he simultaneously flung you off his back with a hard crash to the ground.

“Y/N!” you heard beside yourself, a worried shriek to keep your consciousness before hissing at the demon in front of you.

Tackling him to the ground he threw you again. “Oh you just don’t stop do you?” He chuckled pulling a gun out of his utility belt.

“Y/N run! Run!” Kiri shrieked. Your legs took off but still not fast enough. Not fast enough to miss the shot he fired.

Pain filtered through your body. If you weren’t so determined to not drown you would have let the pain paralyze you. Floating on the top of the water you quietly called out for someone to help you. The pain was unbearable. A bullet gliding across the top of your ribs was enough to have you scream.

“Y/N! Shit Y/N. Tsireya come over here!” Ao’nung found you barely able to keep afloat. The water surrounding you a red colour inciting worry in everyone.

Ao’nung couldn’t breathe seeing you in so much pain he couldn’t take it. You couldn’t leave him. You weren’t allowed to.

Tsireya came over quickly wearing a horrified look. “She need’s to go back to the village, Mother will help her.” Ao’nung carefully picked you up onto an ilu to ride back to his village.

You started to cough little bits of blood splattering to litter your face. “Fuck Y/N, it’s okay mother will help, I promise.” You cradled into him, your tears staining his chest.

“It hurts Ao’nung, it hurts so much.” Your voice was barely audible, you didn’t want to die, not here, not now.

“It’s okay Y/N its all going to be okay. See we’re here back at the village. Hold on for me okay?” Ao’nung’s comforting words were desperate, almost like he was comforting himself. He screamed for help running to his mother.

Ronal’s face was the same as Tsireya’s when she first saw you. Horrified. The red blossomed throughout your chest decorating your cyan skin.

Ao’nung sat beside you the whole time, he held onto your hand. Begging, praying, pleading with Eywa. He couldn’t lose you, not today, not ever. Ronal did every trick she knew, to bring you back to health. But she could only do so much.

Hour’s pass, and the hours turn into days. The war finished, the Sullys were back but you were still in a coma. Your body was weak, and your skin was pale. The wound had been threaded together by Ronal and your chest rose slowly and shakily.

Everyone tried to convince Ao’nung to leave your side, to get out of the darkness of where you rested. But no one was persuasive enough to convince him to leave you.

He thought if he left you, that you would leave him. Maybe his pleading worked because as he cried into your hair, begging for you to wake.

Your eyelids began to flutter open. The little light filtering through the pod still made you hiss. Ao’nung’s breath hitched. “Y/N? Y/N? are you awake?” He asked immediately holding onto your cheeks. His tears turned into sobs as he saw your scrunched up face and green eyes glowing at him.

“Rough nap I had.” You joked before Ao’nung littered kisses all across your face. Ao’nung swore to himself that he’d never let you get hurt again. He would never ever lose you again.

Months pass and you were fully healed. You could swim, run, walk and laugh just as well as everyone else. But what the shot affected the most was the relationship between you and Ao’nung.

You were promised to each other even before the war. But now that he had almost lost you and he was connected to you by the hip.

Every morning he’d wake next to you and tell you how grateful he was to wake up next to you. He’d constantly come up behind you, hugging you, kissing your neck and whispering sweet nothings. After the shot, any piece of his tough guy exterior was disintegrated by you.

You knew he was overprotective of you before, but now more than ever. He’d guide you down steps, he’d always walk in front of you and when you were hunting he always tagged along. He couldn’t handle the thought of you being injured again.

You were out hunting, Ao’nung lagged behind chatting with Roxto, it was nice to see him relax with his friends. You had the tool in your right hand aimed at a medium sized fish. Pressing the trigger, you let out a pained shout. The device malfunctioned slightly cutting the bottom of your palm deeply.

Your shout immediately got Ao’nung’s attention. The sound of your pained voice brought back deep memories of your body bleeding out and he immediately rushed to were you had risen above the water.

“Y/N, Are you hurt, what’s wrong?, Do you need help?” His eyes frantically looked for an injury, his gaze always wondering down to your scar.

“I’m fine, I just cut my hand.”

“Let me see.” He grabbed your hand and saw the blood gushing out of your hand. For some reason seeing it made him start to tear up. His emotions were a wreck and staring at you hurt, it was a reflection of his worst fear.

Seeing the cut, it made him feel like he couldn’t protect you, just like he couldn’t protect you that day. The feelings of grief and fear hit him like a strong wave as the tears rolled down his face.

“Ao’nung why are you crying?”

“Let’s get you a bandage.” He ignored your queries about his tears until you both reached the shore.

Dragging you back to his tent he still wiping his face. Trying to rid of the evidence that he ever cried.

“Ao’nung stop.” You sat him down, and you sat in his lap. “Why are you crying my love?”

Ao’nung looked into your green eyes, those same eyes he saw almost lose their light that day. With a bandage in hand he slowly wrapped your hand to then rest it in on his heart.

“When you bleed… it reminds me of that day.” Frowning it clicked to why he panicked so much to your blood. “It reminds me of how helpless I was to help you, how I couldn’t do anything but watch you die.”

“But Ao’nung, I’m right here. I’m right here, you haven’t lost me, not yet.”

He let out a sad chuckle mixed into a sniffle. “Yeah.. you are right here.”

Softly you kissed his cheeks were his tears stained his skin. Ao’nung indulged in your presence, calming himself down as he felt your touch.

“I’ll never leave you Ao’nung, I promise.”

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authors note: hope you enjoyed! this one was rlly angsty. (also that photo of ao'nung is feral)

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summary; a snippet of y/n and neteyam's secret love

word count; 400

OUR HIDDEN SIGHTS

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He held the girls hand tenderly, kissing her fingertips as she giggled

"It tickles." She whispered, eyes bright with nothing but love as he sent her the same charming smile she'd fallen in love with

The sun was setting over the reef, the sound of the na'vi celebrating distant as the two sat hidden and away

"I missed you, tìyawn." He sighed, moving as he laid his head on her legs and closed his eyes

The smell of the ocean grew to become something he loved. The soothing sound of the waves crashing against the shore would be the thing lulling him to sleep.

When he'd first arrived, he thought he'd never be able to accept the island. Their way of life was simply too different from the forest

It was so hard for him to fit in, but something, someone, made it so much better.

Tonowari and Ronal's eldest daughter, Neteyam's love and best friend, had been the one to greet him with a kindness he'd never experienced before

Her ability to love so freely was what he fell in love with. Yes, the clan was welcoming, but she was different. She saw how they truly felt, how scared and out of place they really were. And she took it upon herself to make them feel welcomed into her home.

She had caught his eye the first day with her beauty, when her curious eyes met his. And he will never forget the smile on her face as she tilted her head and looked at him with an excitement that had his lips moving into a cheesy grin

Their love was something forbidden, for if Y/n's mother even suspected anything between the Sully boy and her eldest daughter - she'd personally hang them both by their tails

"I missed you too." She said, letting her head fall back as she closed her eyes

"You know, I saw you swimming today. " He said, peeking one eye open to look at her as she let out a quiet laugh

"Yes. That seems to be something I do everyday, did you know?" She asked as he shook his head

"Really? I had no idea you swam so much" He said, his voice teasing and so happy that she couldn't stop herself from placing a soft kiss on his head

"Hmm, maybe we should swim together one day?" She said, knowing well that the two of them had spent almost their entire day yesterday swimming with one another

"I think I'd like that very much.",  was the response she got as he interlocked their fingers once again.

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summary; neteyam learns the way of water on a new level with a metkayina girl. he learns how sweet she is too.

word count; 1.5k

a love so pure - CARVED TREASURES

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Awa'atlu was an island Y/n could never imagine leaving, for this island was her home.

She treasured the days she'd awake with the sun shining on her, the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore, the days her spirit sister would visit, and the nights she'd spend laying in the sand

Today was no different, her usual ritual of laying by the water before going back to her hammock to fall asleep and be exposed to the elements of Pandora seemed to be something she looked forward to at the end of everyday

Recently however, the Sully family had made an appearance on her beloved island, and her mind had been all over the place

The reason they were here was to get away from the war against the Sky People, but Y/n would always wonder if their war would follow them into her home

She'd think a lot about this, weighing how her clan is effected everyday with their presence. She see's how they struggle to adjust to their way of life- and she'd finally understood how they felt as she imagined being forced to leave her home and start a new life in a completely new world

She held sympathy and admiration for the family, how much effort and true dedication they put into becoming a part of life on the island

She laid on the sand a little longer, breathing in the familiar scent of the sea around her before she lifted herself up, walking back to the marui and falling asleep seconds after laying in her hammock. She dreamt of the deep blue shades of the ocean that night.

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After breakfast, Y/n began her morning. She collected various colorful fruits, eating them near the rocks as she drew in the sand, smiling at the sea shells she expertly drew

She didn't know when she found the stone, but she remembered the way it shined in the sunlight - how it practically called out her name

It was jagged and rough in her hand. Feeling the need to smooth it's edges, she moved to sit on the nearby rocks and pulled out her knife as she began carving

She didn't hear his footsteps, nor she did feel his shadow cast over her

But while she held the stone in her hand, she frowned as she noticed it no longer gleamed the way it did when the sun was shining on it

Realizing her sun had been blocked, she looked up 

She wasn't met with the rays of the golden sun, but instead, the light of his golden eyes

He was looking at her with a friendly smile, his hands moved to settle himself on the rocks as he sat across her

"I am sorry to intrude, but I am curious to see how you carve your sea stones." He said.

His voice was smooth, soothing even, and he spoke slowly in a way to show he meant no harm

Y/n was surprised, her eyes finally able to take in his appearance up close

His braids fell around his face, framing it. And his eyes were the most beautiful shade of yellow, intense and alluring

She finally smiled, happy he had taken an interest in something she believed only she found interesting

She remembers the times when she was younger, how she would lay in her mother's lap while she told Y/n all sorts of different stories - each more fascinating then the last. She'd mindlessly be carving whatever she could find as a way to have her hands do something while she listened to her mother. 

Whenever her mother would reach the climax of the stories, Y/n's hand would move faster as she carved nervously for the characters in her mothers story -  or when a story didn't end the way she wanted to -  she'd find herself practically stabbing the stones she'd been carving. She'd look at the stones years later, and remember each mark made portrayed exactly how she felt.

"You do not intrude." She said kindly, moving as she sat closer to him so he could see what she was doing

"These stone's come from the water, and are usually sharp, too sharp to hold comfortably. A knife like this-" She said as she held hers up, one that was adorned with all sorts of different small shells

"- is what I like to use. It helps round the edges and let me create my own crevices and grooves into it while maintaining the original shape."

He nodded his head, his eyes watching her hands as she gently pushed the blade inward and began carving

They sat there for almost an hour, Y/n saying every step aloud as he nodded his head along. Neteyam stayed quiet for most of the time as he watched her, but he would occasionally ask her questions with a curious glint in his eyes

"Look!" She exclaimed happily, holding up the beautifully carved object that looked so much like a gem now

He let out a breath of true respect, as he understood how much time and effort it had taken her to create the piece

"Wow. This is a talent, you understand?" He said as he held the rock in his palm, twisting and turning it over as he looked at every intricate detail with admiration in his eyes

"Thank you," She said, truly grateful as he suddenly turned to her with a sheepish grin as he returned her the sone

"I never asked you for your name, did I?"

"No. But I know yours." She said, smiling as he looked away slightly embarrassed 

"It seems the entire island does, I am not too surprised." He spoke as he turned back to her, staring once again with those incomparable eyes

"Y/n." She said

"Y/n." He repeated. For some reason, the way he said her name had her heart fluttering in her chest

She stared at her stone before she turned to him, beaming

"I want you to have this, it is a gift." She said, placing the stone back in his hand and closing his fingers around it

"Oh no - I couldn't, Y/n- " He started, his eyes suddenly widening

"A gift." She repeated gently

He stared at her, then at the stone that now resided in his hand, and then back to her.

"You have a generous heart. Thank you Y/n, truly." He said smiling, closing his fingers around it as a yell was heard from behind him 

"Neteyam!" The voice called, one Y/n quickly recognized as his mothers

He quickly turned around, wincing as he heard the urgency in her voice. It seemed like she'd been looking for him for quite a while.

"I am sorry - I need to go. I will not forget this kindness!" He yelled over his shoulder as he ran in his mothers direction, causing Y/n to tilt her head back and let out a laugh that had him turn around for one last glance

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"And you! Where have you been Y/n?" Unalyo said as she sat next to the girl

It was dinner time now, the clan gathered around numerous fires lit for the meal as many na'vi conversed and prayed

"Very busy, didn't even notice how quickly the day flew by." Y/n said, a teasing grin on her face as Unaylo sighed

"You were up to something, I am sure of it! I will find out soon enough, friend." She said, laughing as she interlocked their arms and walked towards the rest of their friends, who were gathered around the fire. 

The girls conversed together, Y/n's mind, like always, elsewhere.

But this time, she wasn't thinking about her time at the ocean or the next time she and her friends would go swimming

Instead, she thought about his eyes

She imagined how beautiful they would look in the light of the fires

Realizing he must be at dinner, she perked up and began searching for the familiar blue family

Her eyes scanned over familiar figures - before finally laying on his

The family sat together, like they always did. They conversed with each other and Y/n watched with a smile as she began to understand the dynamic of his family a little more

They were misunderstood. She knew this now. She felt her fear dwindling into shame as she realized that this family had never been a threat to her home.

She watched them a little longer, paying attention to the way Neteyam would place the food in his mouth. Y/n read his lips, which said "This is good!" as a form of encouragement for the youngest sully girl who gagged at the fish in front of her

She giggled, realizing it must be difficult for the little girl to change her entire appetite

Almost as if Neteyam had heard the sound himself, he lifted his face

His eyes searched amongst the na'vi with furrowed brows, and Y/n caught a glimpse of his hair. She felt her breath get caught in her chest

He had managed to incorporate the carved stone into his braids, and it seemed to be the statement piece in his hair

He was something mesmerizing. A gift.

She didn't even realize he had caught her gaze, as her eyes flicked from his hair back to his eyes

Startled, she blinked quickly as he held their eye contact, a smile blooming onto his face

He gently tilted his head towards the ocean, away from the clan

Seemingly excusing himself from his family, he got up and began walking in that direction. He looked back and sent her a single wave, gesturing her over.

Her smile seemed to be something he loved, as she watched his ears perk up at the sight

Her footprints were imprinted in the sand seconds later as she walked towards his eager figure  that glowed in the moonlight

That night, she dreamt about Neteyam.