#etuwa x you

[luvv4j4ybe11]

✧ Summary~ you and your bsfs get a lil high and touchy

✧ Warnings~ mentions of getting high, peer pressure(a lil bit), praise, oral (reader receiving), dom!kiri n etuwa, sub!reader, body worship, biting/marking, kiri is a tease but she makes up for it, a lil edging, and I think that’s it. Lmk if I missed anything, Enjoy, babies<33

✧ Translations~ Yuey- beautiful (inner beauty), Oeyä syulang- my(possesive) flower, Yawntu- lover, loved one, beloved person, Yawne- Beloved

You and your best friends have always been touchy with each other, it was how you showed your love to one another.

But all three of you were feeling especially touchy right now, slow caresses and soft kisses being exchanged from each of you. You blame the weird looking plant that kiri forced you guys to eat.

You were laying snuggly against etuwas side, her arm resting under your head comfortably, acting as a pillow. Her free hand was switching from resting on your stomach to threading her fingers through kiris hair softly. While kiri was lying between your thighs, slowly trailing her hands up and down your legs and playing with the detailed calve bracelet that she made for etuwa. All of you just enjoying each other’s company and the forest around you.

The extra touching didn’t bother you at all, it just heightened the euphoric state you were already in.

Which was both good and bad, because you loved the feeling of their hands on you..but you hated how hot it made your body and pussy leak uncontrollably.

You knew they could smell you too, because their touches were getting more firmer and meaningful and their own pheromones were getting stronger. The mixture of both of them becoming intoxicating to you in your hazed state.

You’re torn between the embarrassment and arousal that was rushing through your body, but before you could stop yourself from saying anything you know you’ll regret once you sober up, you already feel your mouth opening to mumble a needy plea.

“Please..need more”

It was barley audible, but they still caught it. you just couldn’t stay silent anymore. Not with the way your cunt was throbbing under kiris weight. “Mhm, I was waiting for you to say something, ma’yuey..” etuwa murmured through a soft giggle before turning your head towards her, giving you a slow, sweet kiss. You whimpered quietly into her mouth at the feeling of her lips against yours, causing another giggle to leave etuwas lips.

“I could barely hold back because of how good you smell, oeyä syulang.” You heard kiris melodic voice state before you realized that your loincloth was long gone and that kiri had flipped over so she was at eye level with your pussy. You buck your hips towards her, desperately searching for some type of relief.

She doesn’t listen to your silent demands though, instead she leaves kisses all around your cunt and thighs, just to hear you moan and whimper pathetically because she wasn’t giving you what you wanted. “Such a needy little thing, so desperate for her pretty body to be touched, hm?” Etuwa coos before trailing her hands up your body to play with your sensitive tits, causing a loud moan to fall from your lips.

The heat in your core was getting more unbearable the more they touched you, or barely touched you. “Kiri, please! I wanna feel you!” Your pleads fell on deaf ears, making you whine in irritation and throw your head back against the firm muscles of etuwas bicep, giving her more skin to mark and bruise so everyone know who you belonged to.

That was until kiri finally licked a bold strip up and down your cunt before sticking her tongue into your greedy hole, turning your little irritated whine into loud wonton moans and whimpers. Etuwa leaned forward to kiss you passionately, swallowing every noise that came from you.

She was eating you as if you were the juiciest fruit in the desert and she hadn’t had food in days. And to her, you were.

Her pace had you tipping closer and closer to your high, making your moans turn into despreate little whimpers and murmured pleas. “So pretty, ma’yawntu” etuwa praised softly as she cupped the side of your face gently, brushing a few stray braids behind your ears. Not like you were coherent enough to hear or respond to her though, not with how kiris tongue had your mind blank and pussy throbbing around nothing.

That emptiness was quickly filled by kiris long, slender finger. Reaching all the spots you couldn’t as she drew circles on your sensitive clit with her tongue. You knew the coil in your stomach was seconds away from snapping, causing a small “Wanna cum..please..” to fall from your lips. Kiri didn’t catch it, she was too lost in the delicious taste of your pussy, but etuwa did.

“Go ahead, baby. Make a mess all over kiris face so I can play with you.” the stern but gentleness of her tone had you spiraling, her accent getting thicker the more she watched kiri devour you. the vibrations from all of kiris little groans and moans being the final push you needed before your release washed over you. You felt your slick spilling out of you like a river, making a mess all over kiris face and your thighs.

Your head lulls down, eyes meeting kiris lust filled ones. “Mhm, wow, syulang..didn’t think I was gonna make you squirt that quickly” there was a cocky grin on her face that made you roll your eyes and dramatically fall onto etuwas chest. You hear etuwa scoff sarcastically before responding to kiris little comment. “It was a team effort, yawne.”, earning her playful “Yeahh,okk” from your best friend. The whole interaction making three of you laugh.

“Trust me, I didn’t even know I could.” you admit, reaching your hand up to play with etuwas hair. “Is that so, ma’yuey?” She questioned as she turned her head to the side, a devilish smirk on both of their faces. You nod and let out a small ‘mhm’ as you’re lifted up and places into kiris lap, etuwa now laying between your thighs. Kiri looks down at you before she leans in to place lovingly kisses all over your face and lips. Etuwa doing the same to your thighs.

“Then let’s see if you can do it again, oeyä syulang.”

A/N~ I really enjoyed writing this bc wlw fics will never not be fun for me to write(even tho I proofread this sm times and had to stop to recharge bc I was lagging💔). N I’ve been watching the “Blue eye samurai” and “Arcane” and phew😩 need me a muscly,protective,pretty, sexy, cute, gf RN. Literally can’t get Mizu and vi out of my head bc they’re js so mhm, delicious 😋 definitely gonna be writing for them sooner rather than later. But that’s it!! I hope you guys enjoyed💕 stay safe and hydrated, love you, babies💕

Duces🫶🏽,

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[onskepa]

Hellooo, could i get a fic about Teylan and Solek, like in a platonic way? Solek may get annoyed by Teylan on the daily and not like his human stuff, but deep down has a soft spot for him, he knows he was the most manipulated by the Sky people at TAP that made him like he is now. So even tho he always complains about him, Teylan is like a little brother to him and will protect no matter what. So then one day finds out the way that if you mess with Teylan you got the wrath of Solek after you.

Ooooooooooooooh~!!! BROMANCE!!! That is all I can see!!! Enjoy darling!!

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Little fangs, sharp glare

Trusting humans is one thing so’lek took forever to gain. After everything he has lost, it's odd to be friends with some. He lost his clan, his family, and those close to him. It is not easy to get over it, with sadness comes anger, and with anger comes hate. So’lek deeply hates humans, not all, but those who fall under the RDA name. 

He also understands the pain of losing everything, losing all that you have ever known. So when he heard of what was once a long dead clan, its members returning, some hope was restored in his heart. 

It was too late for so’lek, but maybe there is still a chance for the remaining sarentu.

Speaking of sarentu, the 4 were very interesting. Too human for his liking, if so’lek didn't know anymore better, he would have been fooled into thinking they were dreamwalkers. Of course he shouldn't blame them, they were taken very young, raised in metal walls, not a touch of nature by humans. When they were freed, three of them wanted to reconnect to their roots. How to be a real na’vi. 

There is one, however, who enjoys being human. 

Teylan, the youngest of the sarentu, was……different. 

Spoke, walked, behaved, and thought just like a human. 

Granted, he is the youngest and was far more easy to manipulate and be molded to the humans liking. Yet now that he is free, he fears literally everything. Prefers to stay inside the resistance building, chooses to play with old and new technology. Chatting with humans, and his sarentu friends. 

But with other na’vi? Not a chance. 

Even Teylan fears so’lek. 

So’lek wonders how will teylan continue to live if he hasn't even truly thrived? 

“No thank you, I am fine where I am,” teylan kindly rejects. 

With an annoyed sigh, so’lek looked at him straight in the eyes, something that makes teylan very nervous about. 

“Teylan, computers and radio technology isn't going to help you out there” so’lek reminds the youngest sarentu. His eyes looking down at him, not in an interior way, but more rather of trying to sway teylan. 

“A-as if I want to go out there, it's scary a-and there is a lot of danger. I'm fine, besides, I am contributing b-by helping with the tech. Pretty outdated some of this stuff is” teylan tries to make excuses. 

Fighting never was something teylan wanted to do. Even back in TAP, if there was anything teylan rebelled in, it be wielding weapons and/or fighting. Violence is like a virus he wishes to stay away from. 

“P-please sir, I don't want to touch a gun. Never will” 

Hearing this, so’lek was reminded of the three laws of Eywa, one of them was to never touch the metals. Was too late for him, but maybe, just maybe, it is not too late for teylan. The na’vi that is more out of Eywa’s reach.

For weeks so’lek observed teylan, how he is adjusting to things. If there is one word to describe teylan, it is weak. In more ways than just physical. His sarentu friends grow stronger, wiser, and open to the massive world while teylan remains reserved, shy, and hesitant. Traits of someone weak. Even more since Teylan is capable of being mentally vulnerable. 

Perhaps there is some method so’lek can use to help teylan get stronger. Brute force and harsh words worked with the others. 

Being “soft” isn't something so’lek can get used to.

So’lek is such a scary na’vi in teylan’s eyes. Deep voice, tall, muscular, and very very hateful towards humans. So’lek was teylan’s first exposure to native na’vi. A real na’vi. And his first impressions were not so great. Yes, so’lek was very dangerous in his own right but he wasn't wild or mindless like how Mercer told him. 

So’lek is very clever, thinks through his plans and comes up with excellent war strategies. 

Everything Mercer said, and even alma to an extent, were wrong. 

Yes there is danger everywhere, and if teylan had it his way, he would make a pillow fort and play with old gadgets. Yet so’lek persists for him to train how to wield weapons and fight. 

Teylans knows how to wield a weapon he just chooses not to. 

“Damn, useless earpiece” so’lek grunts in annoyance. His ear piece that helps him to communicate with others isn't functioning well. It is not like he can get another one, muchless a newer earpiece. He can only work with what he has. 

Taking it off, so’lek examines it, for something so small, its so complex to repair it. He could ask one of the humans to fix it but they are already busy as it is. To take their time away for something small seems inconvenient for anyone. 

“I c-can fix it…” 

Turning around, he see’s Teylan standing a bit distance from him. Extending his arm out, so’lek hands the ar piece to the sarentu. 

Teylan was quick to work in, “it's not useless” he mutters. 

So’lek tilts his head, observing teylan’s hands, his fingers be delicate to the tiny piece, using tiny tools to examine it. 

“It's old” so’lek says, seeing a small red wire being taken out. 

“Yes, but so is everything here. It's not so easy to get new equipment. So the best we can do is maintain it in good condition. We have the parts, we can make it last longer” teylan speaks while replacing the red wire with a yellow wire and putting the tiny pieces back together. 

Handing the earpiece back to so’lek, he adds “If there is a piece for it, we can mend it back together again” 

With that, teylan smiles and walks away to do other things. 

So’lek puts on the earpiece and stays a bit to let his words linger in his mind. 

Perhaps teylan is correct.

Teylan jumped from being startled by a large bag landing beside him. 

“Easy! Are you trying to scare me?” he asks the person behind the little stunt, which was none other than so’lek. 

He grins a bit, “look into those items, see if anything is useful” with that he leaves. 

Curious, Teylan opens the bag and gasps in surprise. 

It was full of new and fresh spare parts and technology! 

Teylan knew so’lek goes on raids to destroy any RDA base but he never guessed so’lek would also be stealing any possible resources that could be useful. And useful they were. 

So Teylan was quick to work with these new toys. 

“Better security cameras, scanners, newer radars, updated databases. Teylan you thought of everything, well done” anqa praises. This causes teylan to blush a bit. Making his tail sway side to side. It makes him feel good, to be useful. To contribute in the best way he can. 

Teylan was about to make his way somewhere else when nor pulled him aside. 

“Teylan! Come with me, I finally mastered archery! Come, I can show you” nor said rather excitedly, ready to drag him outside. But teylan pulled away, quickly feeling uncomfortable. 

“No thanks nor, Im fine here, besides there is still much to do” he tries to excuse. 

Nor clicks his tongue, shaking his head. 

“Teylan, you have to learn how to fight. I get it, no guns, and that is fine. Not every weapon is some form of a gun, like a bow and arrows, or spears. How will you survive out there? What if you are alone and can't defend yourself? Don't be a baby teylan, even so’lek is disappointed” 

That last part hurt teylan. 

“Come on, I can even teach you how to hunt” nor offers. 

“No, that is worse, I don't want to hurt animals” teylan argues softly. Unable to raise his voice against his dearest friend. 

“Then how will you eat? Eating on powdered foods and fruit? This is for you own good. I don't want you to be left behind in necessary skills” nor goes on. 

But before it could go further, another stepped into the conversation. 

“Nor, ri’nela is calling for you, saying it's urgent” so’lek speaks, letting his heavy gaze glare down at him. 

Nor nods, and leaves. 

So’lek turns around to see teylan almost ready to cry. 

“Am I a disappointment?” 

Together they stand outside of the base, admiring the natural beauty surrounding them. Neither being the first to speak for the first few minutes. 

“You are not a disappointment, Teylan” so’lek was the first to speak. Not really looking at the sarentu, just looking beyond the land. 

“If anything, you surprise me” 

Teylan looked over at so’lek, feeling confused by that, “how so?” 

“You are more quiet, shy and a mess of nerves but you are strong in your own right. You surprise me by how quick you work, clearly your strong suits is that of repairing things” 

Teylan looks down, playing with his tools that hang from his belt. 

“I just don't want to be useless….I hate being seen as extra baggage that everyone has to take care off….even to my friends” teylan confesses. 

Sighing, he goes on, so’lek hearing his words. 

“I don't like weapons. I don't like guns. I know you know that, nor knows that, everyone does. But I also don't want to hold any other dangerous items. I just hate…violence. I want things to be peaceful, I want all humans to be nice, not just to each other but to this world. Stupid thinking, I know. I don't even see myself as hurting anyone. Doesn't matter if it is human or na’vi, hurting people is wrong…” 

A few minutes of silence passed before So'lek spoke again. 

“Do you know the laws of Eywa?” he asks, looking over at the youngest sarentu. 

“Laws of Eywa, no, never. I didnt even know there is laws” teylan answers honestly. 

Chuckling a bit, so’lek shakes hsi head. Should have known the RDA keeps such information away from him. 

“Well, there are. Three, they are: You shall not set stone upon stone. Neither shall you turn the turning wheel. Nor use the metals of the ground” so’lek says while using his fingers to point out each law. 

“Do you know what they mean?” he asks. 

“No, they seem confusing” teylan answers. 

“They mean you shall not use metal or stone materials. Something humans use, like making this base. As well as is it forbidden to dig up the natural metals from the ground” 

Teylan looks down at the ground, remembering the lessons alma taught him many years ago. 

“They sound simple…but I bet it is hard” 

So’lek nods, “for humans yes, but you oddly follow the three laws without even knowing. Which it is a good thing”

He places his hand on teylan’s hat, taking it off. 

“Hey, give it back” teylan tries to reach for his hat, but so’lek chuckles, keeping it away from his reach. 

“Easy, I won't take it away” 

Teylan huffs but lets it slide. 

“You know teylan, despite what nor tells you, you are strong in your own way. Yes, you may not know how to fight but you know how to make this place have a better chance in stance. You are clever and very smart, quick thinking in how to fix or improve things” so’lek praises. 

Teylan never knew he would hear such words from the mighty warrior.  

So’lek places the hat back on teylan’s head, “I will be strong for you young one so don't listen to what your friend tells you” 

The doors open to show the two men walking back inside the base, 

Nor sees teylan and tries to persist again. 

“Teylan, there you are! I was thinking, instead of archery why not using a spear? They are incredibly sharp and-” 

“Actually nor, I don't want to hear any more about weapons in general. I don't like it, so please stop telling me what to do when I an not comfortable with it” teylan says firmly in his voice, looking hard at nor. 

Nor was ready to scoff when he saw so’lek behind teylan. 

His glare piercing and deadly. 

“Alright teylan, I won't do it again” nor confirms, quickly walking away. 

Teylan sighs and smiles widely, turning around to see so’lek give a soft expression. 

“It worked! He stopped!” teylan grins happily. 

“See? Next time if he or anyone persists, just show your fangs at them, they will know better than to push you” so’lek says as he ruffle’s the young one’s hair. 

aaaaaaaaaaaaaand that is all for this one! Hope you all like it! Until next time! see ya!

[moonchildxoxx]

Baby Demon

A/N: You are responsible for your own media consumption. MDNI 18+. The reader is 3/4 years old so her talking seems off and she displays babyish behaviour

Pairing: So’lek x Fem! Human child !Reader,

Word count: 3,813

Synopsis: So’lek discovers a human child living among the Aranahe clan and eventually takes over being her parental figure

[Request are open]

Once the Aranahe agreed to work with the resistance once more, So’lek would often stop by to check in with the clan leaders. One day when visiting the hometree something caught his attention. There was a group of children roughhousing but what caught his attention was the pale skin in the sea of blue bodies. When he went to deal with what he thought was a no good human. Etuwa had made it clear the little human girl was an Aranahe. Over time Solek kept watching her, but she really was just a child he watched as she rough housed with other Na'vi children wrestling, biting ears and pulling tails like the others. After a while he starts to ease up, being constantly alert is exhausting and eventually he decides to just let her be a child. She hasn't tried to do anything nefarious. He still watched her though, waiting to see if she reveals any traits or actions that might be concerning to him.

One day he catches the middle of a rough interaction " no ! That's mine " (Y/N) spoke trying to keep away one of the other children from her cloth doll she constantly carried with her. So'lek's ears twitch and he steps close to the scene. "Hey now! That is not how we share here, you need to respect each other's toys." He looked down on her,

"I know it can be difficult sometimes, but you have to be considerate of others. Okay? Can you promise me you will share more often?" she nodded . "Good." He smiled kindly before letting her run back off to play with the others. Although it seemed to have gotten through to her this time around, he still feels uneasy about the whole situation of keeping her in the clan. She played a bit longer before the children were each called back to their mothers taking their toys with them. She waited to take her doll back. He waited patiently for her, seeing that despite all her stubbornness she did actually follow his instructions in the end. He couldn't deny it, she was getting a little bit better. When all the children left she grabbed her toy. Solek was standing nearby but he didn't say anything, he was just watching her, waiting to make sure she didn't slip up again.She came back to the doorway waiting for someone to come get her

He walks over to her as she is waiting and kneels down to her size. "Are you waiting for someone?" He asks, he knows she was looked after by Etuwa. She nodded, "Why don't we wait for her together?" Solek reaches out trying to pull her towards himself. "Come here, 'I'll wait with you." She moved beside him

He wraps his arm around her and sits her on his lap. "How long do you think she's going to be?"

She shrugged gently"Well, I'm sure she won't be long. Let's just wait a little while longer. " He continues to hold her close to him.

"Do you really like that toy? It is a bit worn." "My toy" she hummed. He chuckled and gave her a look before returning his eyes to her toy. "Yes, your toy. You are quite protective over it, just like a Toruk protecting its nest " He smirked and poked her nose gently. She sneezedAt her sneeze he smiled softly and let go of her. "It's alright, I'm not going to steal it from you." He sat her back down and started to stand up once more. "I will leave you now, but I want you to make sure that you share your toys with the other children okay?"He gives her one last gentle rub on her head. ” But my toy. " she softly whined

" Your toy, but you must share it." He repeats his words, this time sounding more stern.

He waits for a moment to make sure he gets through to her, he knows how stubborn she can be.

“ But it break " He frowned, he knew she wasn't just being protective; she was scared that her toy would get broken.

From that moment on she’d constantly follow him around whenever he visited the clan like a pa’li foal following its mother . He had been away for a few weeks. When he returned to the Aranahe he had been there for two days, he hadn't seen her at all. She had been out of sight for two days, which was unusual because she was usually all over the place. He had a bad feeling in his gut, he decided he would go search for her. He found her in the healing den on one of the sleep pallets she looked sickly pale

To see this little girl so pale and so weak, it hit him in a way he didn't expect. His mood instantly softened as he approached the bed. He walked over to her, "Hi yawntutsyìp, I had been starting to wonder where you were. You aren't looking too good." She smiled when she saw him "So'lek"

His face lights up at the smile from her, he was so taken back by it that he forgot about all the frustration and anger he had felt towards this child. "I am happy to see that you still remember me" He replies, his tone softens slightly as he squats in front of the bed. Her small smile remained ,but her eyes were glazed over. Seeing her just so lifeless with the slight glazy eyes really hit him, she truly looked so frail.

He was reminded of everything he had thought before when seeing her. Now he could see his fears had been misplaced, she was just a little girl.

He reached out, holding her tiny hand in his. "How are you feeling sweetheart?’ "Want ma Sa'nu "

He gave her a small squeeze. She held onto his hand her tiny hand wrapped around just 2 of his fingertips

The tiny hand squeezed around two barely visible fingers was a stark reminder of how small she actually is. He looked away once more, he was getting more and more aware of the fact he was becoming attached to this girl. He stayed by her side till she dozed off, To see her so sick and vulnerable really hit him on an emotional level because she was so young. It wasn't how he expected her to be. As she slept it seemed like her breathing was shallow. He noticed her breathing was shallow, it made him worry even more. His fingers tightened a little around hers as if the squeeze was going to actually do something, but it was more to calm himself than her. When he saw Etuwa returning, he felt a sudden surge of relief, "Has she been like this for long?"

" she was fine but then the rest of the children cot a cold we thought that's what she had but everyone was better after a few days she's been getting worse "

This was worse than he imagined, this girl was too young to be having this serious of an illness.

"She was asking for you before she fell asleep." "for me?" Etuwa asked confused

"she was saying Ma Sa'nu " He didn't want to get in her way of healing the child but he at least wanted to inform her of something important. "No, she's been asking for her mother since yesterday. She says names but I can't understand them. She constantly calls for her mother, " Etuwa said. "Wait... She wanted her mother, not you?" Now he was completely baffled, "Yes but we're not sure where she's from . We found her when we attacked one of the sky people convoys she was in the back of one of their trucks but it seemed she was a prisoner and she was dressed like any other Na'vi child"

The news of her being a prisoner hit him like a gut punch, he knew the humans were bad people but this was something entirely on a different level.

"A prisoner?" He mumbled softly to himself, he felt more anger at humans growing inside him.

"Yes she was dressed like a Na'vi So'lek, Loincloth, she had braids in her hair with beads, she had a song cord, some jewelry but no knife, " Etuwa explained. No knife ment she was too young to be away from her parents. Every bit of this information was like a little dagger to the heart for him. He sat quietly, trying to wrap his head around the possibility that this little girl was stolen from her parents. If it was the case then his anger towards humans was going to increase tenfold.

"Wait ... you aren't from the western frontier, you are from the southern rainforest, yes?" Etuwa asked him

He nodded his head silently, thinking about the situation. He had heard rumors for the longest time that the humans were kidnapping children and this just proved it. "Maybe you can identify her clothing" Etuwa went to get a basket bringing it Solek as she came over with a basket, he was going to do anything to identify this little girl and return her back to where she rightfully belonged. She dumped the contents of the basket. It was a whole outfit. He inspected the clothes inside of the basket, each item inside of it was so tiny and so childlike that seeing them just made his heart hurt. He recognized them, they were typical for the southern forests. But it didn't make sense how she was found so far off from the forests.

A tiny loincloth a small necklace like top that would dangle down the chest for a child , a song cord \, jewelry and a handful of hair beads. It was easy to tell how young she was based on her attire, it looked like her outfit was tailored just for her. It was obvious seeing now how much care was put into each piece to make it look special. Now he was wondering just how young this little girl was, her clothing was just so tiny and childish that it made his heart break even more. Etuwa sighed " so young so far from her family"

"She is only a child, she shouldn't be so far from her family or anywhere she isn't safe."

A wave of anger washed over him, he tried to bury it down but it kept hitting him in waves of pure rage.

She was just a little baby, she didn't deserve such an unjust cruel fate.

"What exactly is wrong with her that she is so sick?"

He asked, still trying to remain calm but he could feel his rage towards humans growing more and more.

"We don't know Solek we thought she had the same cold as the other children they got better in 2-3 days

4 at most but she's just been getting worse her fever broke two nights ago and she looked better but then she got like this again "

There had to be something wrong for her to be getting so much worse.She was a small baby, she was too young to be so sick, it was most likely a human illness .

He felt so helpless, his anger grew as she continued to get worse. (Y/N) had started to cough violently His face grew soft and worried, the tiny girl couldn't even stop the violent coughing. She was so small and so sick, it just made him angrier. He couldn't help feeling some sort of sympathy for this little baby.

He reached out, taking her hand once more. Etuwa grabbed a bowl of water and a cloth and started to wipe her down hoping to get her fever down. When she started to wipe her down so gently his heart broke, she was just trying to bring down the fever and that was clearly not. working. No normal fever would do this to a toddler. His rage against the RDA was growing with every passing second as he saw the little child get worse and worse. “ I can take her to the base and they can give her their treatments” . It was silent for a moment but Etuwa gave in. It was the little one's best chance.

He brought her to the base and it it had taken two weeks before she was even a sliver better but she was still on death's door It felt like the world was going in slow motion, he had watched this little baby decline for two weeks.Every little thing was a struggle for her, even breathing seemed almost impossible. She was practically just a tiny skeleton at this point. Her little hands were thin and frail, he could just feel her body shaking under his grip. He unfortunately had to leave on another mission and left her in the care of Ri’nela when he returned she immediately saw him " So'lek! " on shaky legs she toddled towards him

He was speechless, he was convinced that she would die just a few days ago and now she was walking.

She was very shaky but she walked. He quickly moved towards her to catch her before she could fall on the floor. She was so tiny yet so full of energy, a completely different child from how she was just days ago. She smiled up at him. Her smile lit up his heart, in just one moment he felt a glimmer of hope.

This little child had gone from almost dead to smiling and running to him. He bent down to meet her at eye- level, she was just so tiny. But the fact she was smiling at him with such pure and innocence just made him grow a soft spot for her. She babbled to him in a mixture of English and Na'vi words (

He listened to her quietly, trying to understand what she was saying but it was difficult with the mixture of languages. But still he smiled back, listening to her go on and on. She was so happy to see him, he couldn't help but smile with a soft spot growing in his heart. She offered him a string with a few beads on it. He accepted the string, looking at it as he examined every little bead. He wanted to make it seem like he cared a lot about her gift, so he examined it in detail as if he'd never seen such jewelry. It really showed how soft he had become towards her, even though it was a small thing it made him genuinely happy to see the smile on her face.

She smiled more, holding onto him watching. It didn't take long for him to notice that she was holding on to him, she seemed to want him to hold her so he obliged. He took her up in his arms, letting her head rest on his chest. He held her for a while before he took her inside back to medical where she could rest for a while. the next time he saw her was at communal dinner she was a bit stronger so Ri’nela had brought her out to eat with him and the other sarentu the little one was wrapped and bundled in a blanket but she seemed awake enough He was extremely pleased to see her being able to stay awake for this time, when he saw her seated at the fire wrapped in a blanket, he couldn't stop himself from beaming. She was so tiny and adorable, it brought a bit of a smile to his face seeing how much she had started to recover. She sat in Ri’nela’s lap and picked off her plate eating with her hands. "Does it taste good?" He asked, he felt very happy just looking at her, she was trying to recover which was enough for the small victory. He would enjoy every moment while she was recovering, even if it was only this much. She raised her little hand with a fistful offering him some. He chuckled and smiled, he was extremely delighted and amazed at just how sweet this little girl was and how she even offered him some of her food without hesitation. He gladly accepted the offered food, grabbing it gently and starting to eat it slowly.

Halfway through the meal she started getting sleepy. He chuckled softly when he started to notice just how drowsy she was becoming, the poor thing had been awake for so long. He finished his meal and stood up, walking over towards where the na’vi lived . He walked the sleeping little one and placed her in the sleep pallet. She immediately spread out on the sleep pallet. That was another thing that was quite adorable, the little child spread out almost completely on the sleep pallet, she still took up very little space even while doing this. He reached out stroking her hair gently and she stirred at the touch. She opened her eyes but she was still half asleep" Baba?" She was confused "Shh dear"He whispered softly, he wanted to keep her calm and make her feel safe no matter if she was awake or sleeping. He continued to run his hands through her hair, his soft whisper continued. She turned her head the other way, shimming a bit further up the pallet nuzzling the furs. Her nuzzling into the furries brought a gentle laugh out of him. She was just so cute, even in such a tired state she could manage to hold her own. He chuckled as she nuzzled further into the furs, he continued to stroke her hair gently. She went back to sleep for a while but unfortunately woke up later disoriented and confused calling for her family, she slipped out of bed walking out in an oversized shirt and loincloth she slept in looking for her adults " Sa’nu ? ...... baba?" Hearing her call out in a soft and tiny voice broke his heart. He rushed to catch up to her, wrapping his arms around her and picking her up. He knew she was probably just half awake and the shock of waking up alone had made her disorientated.

"I'm here" He said as he held her close to him. He knew she was most likely used to sleeping in a family hammock. He started to rock her slightly, to hopefully soothe her back to a calm state. His heart broke for her, she was just so little yet she was going through so much. She was probably used to being in a family hammock and she must have woken up in distress when she realized she was alone. She fell asleep, little arm raised above her head and hand in a little fist He gently lifted her small hand to his lips and kissed it; he couldn't resist the urge. She was just so tiny. She looked very peaceful when asleep, the stress of life was gone for a bit and she could just sleep. She continued to sleep. He continued to watch over her, he didn't want to miss a second of her sleeping. She looked so sweet and peaceful, it was hard to understand why humans would be so terrible to have a tiny child like this taken from her family. She was so young and she should be at home with her mother and father surrounded by her siblings and friends.

She slept a good chunk of the night on him. The whole night he had sat there watching her while she slept on him. He didn't want to wake her up from her slumber so he just stayed quiet and sat there watching her.

She was just so adorable and such a sweet little thing. He really hoped that life didn't treat her too harshly when she grew older. He couldn't imagine how painful it felt for her to be away from her family, to have lost everything she had known.

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a few years had passed since he had met the little girl and he had grown even more attached to her in that time. He had grown to the point where he was starting to become extremely protective of her, he didn't want anything bad to ever happen to the little one. He had even started teaching her some basic hunting and survival skills over the years. She was slowly growing up and starting to become independent, he couldn't help but watch her and be proud of how far she had come in such a short amount of time despite her situation. She watched him from the shadows stocking him like pray waiting for her moment He was out alone in the forest, hunting for game. He had gone out pretty far into the forest as he was following the tracks of a large animal.

He looked around the forest, he felt as if he was being watched and that something was watching him but he was unsure.

He had already spotted tracks of a large game that he was interested in attempting to hunt down, he decided that he would continue to track it and hoped that no one or nothing was actually watching him.

She shot up at him pouncing on his tail " got you Solek !" Surprise crossed his face as she jumped on his tail, he would have not expected that she would do something like that. His first reaction was laughter as he smiled up at the young girl.

"Well well it seems you've caught me"

He playfully grabbed her into his arms "You're getting better at this game." He said with a proud grin. She was becoming fast and quick on her feet, it was a little more intimidating every single time she pounced on him from behind. She might be a small adopted human, but she was very fast and fierce. She scaled up his back clinging to him not planning to go anywhere. He chuckled as he felt her latch onto his back.

She was quite small compared to him and it was quite funny to see her hanging onto him and her small legs wrapping around him tightly.

She truly was like a monkey, he wasn't sure if it was just because she liked to play this way or if there was something else to this.

He didn't complain though, he enjoyed playing with her and she seemed to enjoy this game a lot."Are you getting comfy back there?"

He asked with a chuckle, still allowing her to remain on his back. He could feel her small legs clinging tightly to around his midsection, she was definitely holding on for dear life. He would have to be careful not to move too quickly from now on with her on his back, but he wasn't going to complain about the little extra weight.

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Txon’ong (Nightfall)

Eetu x Sarentu!Reader

My first Eetu fic! I made it for my first request ! I hope you'll like it!

Word count : 1.1K

It was well into the night when Y/N and Eetu had finished a hunt together. The bioluminescence and the sounds of Pandora, with the forest, the waterfalls and the creatures, all created a beautiful atmosphere all around.

Laughter rang through the forest, as Y/N ran ahead, looking back every now and then, while Eetu was chasing her, occasionally pulling her tail, loving the squeak and giggle that would tumble out of her, as she tried to escape his teasing hands. He was grinning, feeling so happy, which always seemed to be the case with the Sarentu.

Soon they reached the Hunter’s Lookout, a place that became very dear to them after Y/N helped Eetu on his last journey with Zomey. Long were the days where he would call her Eylanay (acquaintance, potential friend), now they were well beyond that, becoming close friends, so close that the people of Aranahe doubted whether they were already mated. But alas, Eetu had yet to confess the ever growing feeling in his heart, but now he has finally grown the courage.

This special place of theirs was also going to be the place where Eetu will present his first courting gift to her, making it known that he wants to be her mate. The gift consisted of a riding headgear for her and one for her Ikran, I/K. All of which was made by him. It took him a long time to make, as he was always partial to hunting rather than weaving. He made sure to perfect it,leaving nothing undone.

Eetu had asked many of his close friends and family on what would be perfect for Y/N, all he would get in return was their teasing grins and rolling eyes. Etuwa in particular, just smiled knowingly and stated “when you first thought of courting Y/N, you already knew what it would be, didn't you?” and it was true, he knew as he already began weaving it but he wanted the best for her, which inevitably made him seek the help of others. 

He was there with her on her first Journey with her Ikran, I/K. He knew what it was like to have a special bond with your Ikran. He could still remember her expressions down to the tiniest of twitch, having carefully studied her whenever they would chat or hunt and sometimes from afar.

After they reached, “You know what I asked of you, yes ?” Eetu questioned, turning Y/N around by pulling her arm gently towards him. “Yes, yes, you told me to close my eyes because you have something to show, I know!” Y/N sassed, a cheeky smile on her face as Eetu rolled his eyes at her. She closed her eyes, feeling his hands on her as he guided her and made her sit down on the grassy land. It was only a couple of minutes, but to Y/N it felt too long. She tried to peek, but  Eetu saw it coming and gave a pinch to her waist, laughing as she squeaked, “I’m sorry!”. She tried to wait a few more minutes, but it just wasn’t happening.

“Dear Karyu (teacher) of mine, can I open my eyes now ? It’s been ages!” Y/n whined, squirming in place, with her tail curling around her and made sure her eyes were closed, because if she didn’t, then Eetu would pinch her again. Gently though, she knew he would never hurt her, not him.

Eetu looked at her affectionately while grinning, finding her pouty mouth cute. He had carefully hidden the gift where no one would find it, because it was only for her. “Ma’numeyu (student), you are so impatient, even the ayfrrnen (babies) in our clan are not this restless!” He teasingly jokes, a laugh bubbling out of him when he hears her offended gasp. “How dare you!” Y/N tried to say it in a threatening way, yet ended up giggling at the end.

Eetu held the courting gift in his hand, taking a deep breath, his tail swishing nervously and then asking, “Y/N, sevin (pretty),  can you give me your hands?”. She blushes at the endearment thinking, ‘he’s been calling me that for a while now’ and immediately holds them out curiously, then feeling something that is woven placed in her hands. She clasps them gently and waits for the next instruction.

“You can open your eyes, Sevin” Eetu whispers softly, making sure to look at Y/N face closely, not wanting to miss a single thing. She opens her eyes, the first thing she does is look down at the items placed in her hands, she gasps softly, it was a beautiful riding headgear made in her favourite colours and a headgear that would compliment her precious I/K. Y/N slowly looks up at Eetu, who had a hopeful expression on his face. 

As she was opening her mouth to say something, Eetu couldn’t handle his nerves and blurted out, “nga sunu oer (I like you)”, he continued, trying to be confident, “Ever since that day we first met I thought you were beautiful and the day we first came here, for Zomey, I started to feel different for you. My heart knew that you were the one, I could not stop my mind, I’m always thinking of you, everytime I hunt, eat or sleep, I cannot stop. I want to court you, to show you that I can be your mate. I want to build a home with you and give you a family. I made these for you as my gift, these represent our first journey together and I hope you like them, I know they are your fav-”

Y/N’s wide eyes were staring at him as he rambled, having had enough of his suffering though, she gently placed the gifts next to, already in love with them and took Eetu’s face and gently placed her lips on his. Eetu immediately responded after feeling her soft lips, pulling her in his lap and holding her close to him as they kissed, she could feel his tongue tease her, she whimpered, giving him the opportunity to slide his tongue. He did not need air if he could have her like this forever.

They parted slowly, their chests rising and falling heavily, panting as they gazed into the other’s eyes. Y/N smiled down at Eetu as she held his face and shyly stated, “I accept”. She then hid her face in his chest, feeling like her cheeks were too heated as she mumbled, “kop nga sunu oer (I like you too)”.

Eetu couldn’t keep the smile off his face even if he wanted to, which he didn’t. He placed a kiss on her head, thanking Eywa that Y/N accepted him. They cuddled the whole night with Eetu, again surprising her with a makeshift tent and warm sheets, along with some berries. They whispered sweet nothings to each other and fell asleep, even without the bond of mating, they could already feel their hearts beat as one.

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Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora Masterlist

A/N: The reader is always gender neutral unless specified in the summary or title.

Characters so far: So'lek, Teylan, Eetu, Etuwa, Ri'nela and Nefika.

Characters going to be added: Nor, Minang, Nesim, Okul and Priya. (Maybe more)

My other Masterlists are -> here

Scenarios

Your Ikran doesn't like others but for some reason, it likes them {WIP}

How they react to finding out they like you

Headcannons

Needy!Teylan x Human Reader (NSFW)

Oneshots

So'lek x Pregnant!Human Reader

Domestic Bliss (Eetu x Pregnant!Na'vi Reader)

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ﾟ。 Dating Etuwa ✉

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Avatar Frontiers Of Pandora | Etuwa x Gender Neutral Reader | Fluff !!

➳ You're always the one who reminds her how worthy she is, sometimes she lets the words of others get to her (especially when it comes to being Tsahík.)

➳ Her love languages are Acts of Service and Physical Touch.

➳ Etuwa is very protective (to be fair you're the same way.) She's always jumping to your defense, whether it be against other Na'vi or the RDA. You'll never have to worry about anything when she's around.

➳ If you're Sarentu, she does her best to learn more about the history of your people so she can incorporate it into your relationship. Hoping it will make you feel more at home.

➳ Always the first one to congratulate you on successful hunts, she will literally drop everything to be the first to praise your success.

➳ Her first gift to you was a handmade bow. If you're Sarentu, she carved their markings into it. She understands how important history is, and wants you to feel connected to it always.

➳ Whenever you guys are around Hometree, she always is touching you in some way. Usually she'll have her tail wrapped around your leg.

➳ She doesn't care if people see you two being affectionate or not, they already talk about her. What's one more thing to gossip about?

➳ You don't need protection, you've proven that you can handle yourself perfectly fine. But the comfort of knowing Etuwa is willing to jump in front of a gun to protect you, is something that makes you feel special.

➳ She is SO romantic, whenever she's not busy with her Tsahík duties she's planning fun dates for the two of you.

➳ Her favorite spot to bring you is a cove behind a waterfall, it has bioluminescent flowers and is the perfect place for the two of you to get away.

➳ Her Ikran loves you, you're probably the only other person she tolerates. You always have a special treat in your pouch for whenever you visit Etuwa.

➳ Bringing her new feathers for her hair, and installing them yourself.

➳ You're always bringing back trinkets from your explorations or hunts, she cherishes them all!!

➳ When it comes to mating, she's the first to show interest. Always inviting you on her scout patrols, making sure you're well fed, gifting you new gear. It's very obvious when she takes a liking to you.

➳ Her father is resistant at first, mostly because he is afraid that something will happen to his daughter, as it did to his mate.

➳ When he starts coming around, you eventually ask for his blessing to officially begin courting her. Which he gives, on the condition that you never put her life in danger and always protect her.

➳ You guys are truly the cutest couple. It may not be conventional or supported by some in the clan, but Eywa brought you two together for a reason.

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Characters I write for: (TBD)

Jake Sully

Neytiri

Neteyam

Lo'ak

Kiri

Spider

Tonowari

Ronal

Ao'nung

Tsireya

Rotxo

Tsu'tey

Lyle Wainfleet

So'lek

Etuwa

Eetu

Nor

Ri'nela

Teylan

Okul

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Can do headcanons, too!

I also do poly! (Ex. Tonowari x Reader x Ronal)

Mlm, wlw, etc.

Angst is my favorite 😈

Smut is allowed! Some topics I might not feel comfortable writing (daddy kinks) so I'll refuse the request, but I do enjoy writing smut and I'll make sure to always put trigger warnings at the top of each one.

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Aranahe

So’lek x Sarentu!Reader

Summary for this part: Etuwa, the tsahik of the Aranahe clan has invited you to her Hometree. You are determined to convince her father, the olo’eyktan, Ka’nat, to join the Resistance to fight against the RDA. But it seems to be a tough hill to climb. No worries, it seems you have gained a teacher for hunting.

Word count: 5K

A/N: I'm really sorry it took so long to post this part, I was sick for a week and half where I couldn't even get out of bed and go to work. Then when I finally got back to working, I got a big project to handle. I thought of posting this over the weekend. But I'll need to rest for a bit as my doctor told me, so I'll try my best to work on the next part as well!

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Although you were excited that Etuwa asked you to come by her Hometree, you felt the need to recharge yourself and head out with proper equipment and restock on your supplies. You decide the best thing to do is to head back to the base for now and possibly leave in a day or two for the Aranahe clan.

You also want to check up on the rest of the team and see how they're doing and reassure Priya, who has been contacting you through your radio, that you are indeed fine, albeit with a few bruises here and there, nothing much to worry about compared to the Resistance members that were hurt during the attack at the research field lab.

You can finally see the familiar sight of the base in the distance as you travel back, a sigh of relief escaping you, although the base is a bit cramped for Na’vis, it has become a safe haven to you throughout these times. However, you do not want to think about the other reason or Na’vi in this case of why you find the base calming. You sigh again, these thoughts about So’lek consuming you out of nowhere. You wonder if these thoughts about him are because he is a new member to your band of Na’vi, those who you have known your whole life or is this feeling and thoughts something more that you cannot describe.

You’re brought out of your thoughts when you hear the airlock door open with a hiss and head inside the base after waiting for the second door to open as well. Your head turns to look around for the bubbly human you have come to adore. You notice that a certain Na’vi is missing. So’lek must be finishing up some loose ends and is probably the reason why he’s not back yet.

You finally hear her voice near the comms as she seems to be explaining something excitedly to Anqa again, who looks to be back from her mission out in the field labs. Her hands move animatedly as she explains and she must see you in the corner of her eyes because the next thing you hear from her is, “Y/N!”.

You grin as you head over to Priya, smiling at Anqa as well, who smiles back at you and claims she has some work and heads out. You turn to look at Priya who seems to have a suspicious wide grin, as if she’s being mischievous and hiding something. You look at her curiously before deciding to ignore it for now. “Hi Priya, I got rid of the bad guys just like I said I would”. You state proudly.

“Thank you so much Y/N! Honestly I was worried that we wouldn’t get there in time but you really did save them, Alma and So’lek told me you fought really hard and amazingly!” priya tells you as you bend down to speak to her at equal eye level. You smile, feeling happy that Alma and especially So’lek were praising you for the job you did. However, before you could get any word in, Priya gasps, “Wait! I wanted to ask, are you hurt anywhere ? Do you need me anything to help you ? I see you have bruises, Oh god I’m gonna tell the medic team, you should really rest up !”

You stare at her in surprise, not sure what to say about all that but you know that you have to stop her from worrying again. You place a hand on her shoulder smiling gently, explaining to her in a calm manner, “I’m alright Priya, I promise. I made sure to take a Dapophet plant after the fight and don’t worry I will rest up.” You giggle at the relief in her face and continue, your heart warm from a human caring about you. You were always treated like freaks at TAP, “Thank you for worrying about me Priya, you are a really good friend”.

Priya grins at that, however it seems to be that mischievous grin again and lets out a secret that was supposed to be kept a secret, but Priya decided that playing matchmaker might be fun, “So’lek sounded really worried about you know? He radioed me and basically asked me to check up on you which I was already gonna do because we’re friends and that’s what friends do, but that’s like the first time he’s asked something like that, like ever! I also tried to ask him what’s going on-”. You don’t seem to hear the last of her sentence because you feel like your heart wants to jump out of your chest with how much it’s beating, your cheeks heat up again for honestly the nth time, So’lek being the main cause of all this.

To hear that he was worried for you and asked about you to Priya, who says that this kind of thing is a first for him? Your thoughts about him were already jumbled and yet here he does again with him not even being present! So’lek’s words were repeating in your head and even Priya can notice for the first time that you’re not listening to her and she just giggles feeling like she completed an important mission. If she thinks this is going the way it’s going, then she hopes that she can be the first one to say to So’lek something like I told you so.

“I think I will rest Priya, I will head out to the Aranhe clan in a day or two. Irayo (Thanks) for checking on me”, You say to her before you head out of the base, Priya waves a bye at you in response with a knowing smile and goes back to her work. You decide to head to the campfire under one of the base tunnels, where you figure that it would be a good place to rest up and you were also hoping to avoid So’lek as well, just so that you can clear your head for a bit.

As you rush out of the base to head to the campfire underneath it, your mind is swirling with thoughts on what Priya said again, sighing, you decide to remove your gear and eat a Rich Meat Roast. After all the fighting you definitely feel famished and exhausted. Maybe tomorrow you can talk with Nor again and see how he feels. You also feel like you need to talk to Teylan, you haven’t spoken to him much once you reached the base, maybe you can ask him some questions on tech the humans use, he usually gets so excited about them even though you much prefer the NA’vi way. Though some of the human contraptions do have their benefits

Although Teylan is not your brother by blood, you worry so much over him, not only with his fascination with human tech but also over the radio that Mercer gave to him. It seems that no matter what, Mercer would have some control over that boy, your little brother. You wish you could purge his mind about any fears of Pandora, of being a Na’vi. Maybe one day you and So’lek can talk with him

There you go again thinking about him, you sigh and just lay down, forcing your mind to just empty and sleep. You try to remember your sister humming the song of your people and it seems sleep comes to you at that moment, with one thought left before you do.

‘You would have loved Pandora Aha’ri’

It’s been two days, you have finally rested and restocked all the materials you would need on your journey to the Aranahe clan. You feel nervous, you are so used to the Humans and So’lek at the resistance, that meeting Na’vi out in Pandora was something else. But it also lit a fire of excitement and determination in you, you hope to get them on your side in fighting the RDA for Pandora.

You gave farewell to your friends at the base and set out. It took you awhile to get there on foot, but you managed to get there without encountering much predators. As you were passing by you noticed, 3 Na’vi crouched and talking to each other, they looked at you in shock and started whispering furiously

“Is that…That looks like a Sarentu?”

“A Sarentu? The lost clan?”

“Look at the mark!”

“It must be something else. The Sarentu are long gone.”

“Ka’nat will want to know about this’

“Let them pass. Hometree’s scouts will see them soon enough.”

You hurry along, not sure what to feel from the encounter. It seems the shock of meeting a Sarentu might be the highlight of many of the Na’vi people. You can only hope that it is with Joy that your clan has been back to the people. You finally reach what seems like  the entrance to the Aranhe Hometree, there are three important looking Na’vi who look to be in a deep discussion. As you approach them closer, someone shouts from above.

“You! Stranger!” A Na’vi male comes flying down from an Ikra and lands while holding a bow aimed at you, he’s agitated as he continues talking, “I’ve not seen your kind before. What clan are you?”. One of the other female Na’vi who was having a discussion also aimed a bow at you, seeming to reply to the cautious Na’vi, “They look odd”. 

Well that’s just rude.

You decide to calm them by raising your hands in a surrender manner and explain the situation as the other two who were in the back walked closer to you, “Etuwa invited me here…to see her father.” The very important and regal Na’vi comes even closer to you, his features seeming similar to Etuwa. “What’s that on your face?” one of the Na’vi aiming an arrow at your face asked you. The Na'vi, who you think might be Etuwa’s father, makes the Na’vis point their bow at you to lower their guard with a shout, “It’s the mark of a Sarentu!”

He comes even closer, slowly circling your body, his gaze looking up and down at your form with slight disdain, “and yet, the Sarentu we once knew did not defy Eywa with scraps from the Sky people”. 

Ok you get his hate but this is just plain rude, It was honestly most of what you had during your time a tap and it helped you in battles. “It’s all I know.”. You wish that it was different, that you grew up with more of the Sarentu Na’vi in you, “They stole us when we were children.”

The Na’vi seem to agree with your statement with his own, “They have stolen many things. You were gone a long time. And you are young. Has your spirit been molded by the Sky people? Or do you remember the ways of your clan?” You are thankful that Nor isn’t there to hear this, because it made even you, feel doubtful of your connection to your people. Why did it hurt so much to hear such questions you did not know?

The other older female Na’vi, who has a yellow chest guard around her shoulders, looks like she’s had enough with the conversation, making hand motions of lowering and making a dismissing face to the guarded Na’vi, “Shoo, put that away”

She comes closer to you holding you by the shoulders, curiously gazing deep into your eyes, “Hmm. Sharp eyes. A Sarentu’s gaze. But yours is heavy” Her voice is gentle as she notices. She must see the pain in your eyes from the years stolen. She points to the Hometree as she holds you gently, “I am Nefika, let Hometree be a refuge from your burdens. We will put some color in your cheeks. Or clothes, at the very least.” she jokes in her last statement, making you feel lighter, you definitely like her a lot already. You can see through the corner of your eye that Ka’nat who you have determined, is still circling you. 

Nefika continues as she holds your hands gently, “You will pick up the threads of your people here. Oh,How I miss their stories.” As if struck by some nostalgia, she places her hand on Ka’nat, looking at him, remembering her past with the Sarentu, She looks back at you, “They loved our Silk Harvest. The sweet smell of dye, ma’ yawntu! (loved one)”

She goes quiet for a moment, thinking something over before deciding on it, she addresses the other Na’vi, “Ka’nat, let me take the Sarentu. The poor child knows nothing of our ways”.

Ka’nat looks you over again, as if deciding whether or not you are a threat to the Aranahe clan. He makes up his mind, “Go. we will speak more when you are settled.” 

Nefika, The kind older Na’vi who was speaking gently to you, beckons you over to the Hometree with a smile, while the Na’vi that were cautious, lower their guards with a smile and let you in.

“I really must speak more with Etuwa’s father. About the Resistance.”  you rush to get the words out, already feeling restless, like you should be doing something more about the situation at hand.

“Later, ma’yawntu. He is our olo’eyktan, our clan’s leader. Let us clean up a bit first. You would frighten the hide off an Angtsik looking like that.” She speaks and laughs in a jovial manner.  You like her nature a lot, her words making your body relax as you both walk through the Hometree. She continues, “Besides, I would not mention those Sky people if I were you. They are nothing but trouble, and Ka’nat does not like trouble.” You finally reach the main gathering area of the Hometree, making you look at it in awe, curiously looking over the intricate weaving done in the interior and the Na’vi gathered in the area.

You focus back to the conversation with Nefika as she addresses you while guiding  you through, “Let me show you off a bit instead, hmm? Will you allow me that? It has been an age since we had a Sarentu around here. Your people certainly made life more interesting”. Her voice then lowers in wonder as she recalls an old tale, “One time, they told us a tale about the rare mating rituals of the giant Zakru. Apparently, it can take days!” her tone joking as she laughs which makes you laugh as well, the tales of your people are not only informative but hilarious as well.

As she leads you through the area many Na’vi stand up in wonder looking at you, You smile shyly and nod at them in acknowledgement, not used to the wonder and awe in anyone’s gazes. You also look over at the beautiful colors that fill their home, maybe one day you can fill your own home with it too. Maybe with Na’vi at the Resistance base. You stopped and shocked your head, ridding of the thoughts making sure they do not fill your brain, before continuing on with Nefika.

“There will be more time to listen to their tales later. Our great tree has many stories, lived many lives, hosted your ancestors as our guests before you. And there was not one Sarentu who could not resist how our dyes dance.” she laughs, beckoning you over to a younger female Na’vi, “Come, see my weavers.”

There she introduces you to Koranu, who showcases you the latest silk, though Nefika informs you that it was not strongest as it once was due to the Kinglor’s flowers being closed, but that it was still stronger than Zakeru wool even with the Zeswa clan loving to brag. It seems Koranu will be the Na’vi you go to for any weavings that need to be done. 

Koranu felt relieved to have something to do other than the thing she was working on, it seemed that it was causing her a bit of stress. She was nice, you felt that she would provide the things you needed.

Nefika is delighted by the talks of the beauty of weaving, her tone appreciative, calling it a work of art. She leads you to a place that looks like the cooking area, she calls out to her friend Relun excitedly. They both seem to have a friendly banter with each other, with Nefika having her heart set on the ways of the silk and dye, while Relun says that the heart of Aranahe is taste. You giggle at their back and forth of teasing. You let Relun know that you’ll visit more to try his cooking, Relun seems happy about that.

Nefika takes you to meet one more Na’vi, who looks stern but her gaze kind, just hardened from the war perhaps, Kitangi. Nefika, talks about the grace that the Sarentu had possessed as they definitely knew how to dress. She wanted you to wear the weavings of the Aranahe, as they are strengthened with Sturmbeasts hide, that even if you are caught, she said jokingly that you would be hard to swallow.

Kitangi looks at you as if you were a baby that did not know anything, asking if you could even track and whatnot, not liking the answer you had given, asking if your ‘okay’ was enough for you. Nefika looks at Kitangi, bringing up a Na’vi’s name you do not know. “Eetu is on a hunt. I’m sure he will make a fine guide”.

Kitangi laughs at that, looking at you as if giving you a challenge, It makes you wanna prove yourself, “Indeed, if you can find him. There is a hunting camp near the water. Eetu will be there. But do not upset his hunt! He will not thank you for that”.

Nefika looks at you, her gaze gentle and teasing, shooing you on, “Go on, ma’yawntu. A respectful hunt will show Ka’nat you remember the ways of The People.”  You nod at her and head back to the gathering area of the Hometree to get your thoughts in order. There was so much you learned by just meeting so many Na’vi, you can only hope to learn much more.  Maybe this Eetu could be a great friend and teacher.

You decide to radio So’lek about the situation, feeling a bit overwhelmed with everything, knowing that his voice could soothe you, “So’lek, I made it to the Aranahe. You…weren’t wrong about them. But one of them took me in. Nefika. She thinks I can impress Ka’nat if I show him I can hunt properly”.

So’lek felt a bit annoyed that they were making you go on a hunt as the first thing, was it not enough that even though the Sarentu clan had been gone for so long, the fact that you have persevered through difficulties, especially being taken as a child by the RDA, to them ? He wished he was there to guide you. You could tell he was annoyed by the tone of his voice, “They sent you on a hunt? I should have shown you how myself”

“It’s okay. Nefika said one of their hunters might show me how. Eetu”. You replied quickly, not wanting him to feel bad. Although you would have loved to learn from So’lek itself, maybe making some friends might help you along the way on your journey.

Eetu. Eetu? The fearless, reckless and cocky hunter, Eetu, will be the one to teach you? So’lek was already annoyed, now hearing this tidbit of information just made him more frustrated. He really should have been the one to teach you how to hunt. A storm raged in his heart, a feeling he was not so quite used to ever. He felt jealous. Usually he would be able to calm down and think with a clear head, but it seems jealousy fueled his next words, “Hmm. Be careful Sarentu. You do not need to prove yourself to them. You are Sarentu, and Ka’nat should honor that. I have seen you as well Sarentu, you are nothing like those demons, you have a bleeding heart that cares and you are strong-willed. You do not need Eetu to teach you this. Do not ever think less of yourself. Come back to the HQ any time you like, all right? You are not alone. And there is much to do here”.

You think your heart might have stopped and suddenly start back out of nowhere hearing So’lek’s words. “Is this what he thought of me?”, you think to yourself, your body heating up at his tone, it sounded deep and tense. You don’t want to get ahead of yourself, but So’lek sounded jealous. He was jealous of this Eetu teaching you. You liked it.

“Irayo (Thanks) So’lek…I…I will remember that. I will come back to the HQ soon after the hunt, see you there”, you could not contain the shakiness in your voice, you wish you could see his face right now, what did he look like when he heard someone else teaching you. You cut the radio off and decide to find a corner within the Aranahe Hometree, where there were not too many Na’vi to cool down. Your body is too heated from the conversation. You sigh and wonder if this is a sign of some sort from Eywa. You pray to Eywa that maybe you could get through this and figure out what is going on inside your heart.

So’lek on the other end, felt heated for two reasons, his tail for the first time after so long started twitching fast, feeling agitated by what he heard. He had been out of the base, just scouting nearby the area.

One, how could Eetu be the one to teach you? He should have just told you to come back to the base and that he would have taught you himself, after all he has seen you fight. He has seen you.

Two, you voice at the end. It sounded shaky, but it felt like it was filled with something. Longing. He leans forward and rests his head against the tree and lets out a shuddering breath. Eywa was testing him. How could the great mother not, when the only thing he could ever think nowadays was of you, your curious mind and your loveable heart.

The only thing he can do for now, while waiting for you to come back to the base, is go over plans with Alma and finish off some of the RDA. He will decide what to do with you later.

You decide to leave around time the sun starts to set, wanting to grab some of the flora that are pristine during the night to collect as your resources. You have decided to block your mind of So’lek for now. Otherwise, he would be the only occupant of your mind and you had to focus for now.

As you travel through the woods, it seems many of the Aranahe are spread out, living in groups. You reach the hunting camp at last, looking around you can hear an Ikran roar, your feet decide to head towards the sound, using your Na’vi senses, you can sense an Ikran and her rider, with a successful hunt, nearby . You wonder if the rider could be Eetu. You wander over to them, your eyes gazing at the Ikran up close. Even though you saw Etuwa’s, you did not get enough time to study her Ikran during the fight with the RDA.

The Na’vi, who could be Eetu, twitches his ears as he hears you come closer and stands up to greet you. You could not see it, but Eetu definitely felt shocked to see a Sarentu, having heard his family talk about the clan and their distinctive mark. He decides to hear you out. Not expecting the next words to come out of your mouth.

“Your Ikran is beautiful”, You are in awe of the rider’s ikran, she truly was beautiful. Eetu felt happy and proud hearing such words, as his Ikan is a part of him, just as he is a part of her, he decides he can boast a bit, “My Zomey. For her, no wind is too strong, no challenge too great. We hunt with heart, in harmony”. He smirks as he bows a bit, as his voice turns flirty and cocky as he continues, “Are you here to admire us? I would not fault you for that”.

You blush at that, more so surprised at his boldness than feeling shy. Not so used to anyone being this forward with you, you just laugh nervously and decide to let the Na’vi know that you are searching for someone, “No, I…I-I’m looking for Eetu.”

Eetu’s eyes brighten even more if possible as he grins, “My name has reached other clans! Even lost ones” his gaze on you mark as he utters the last line. Eetu’s voice turns teasing, chuckling as he rolls his eyes and asks, “Let me guess, Nefika sent you to me? She wants me to teach. Boring, I say! To be safe at Hometree telling the little ones of hunts, of adventure?” his voice turns slightly serious as he continues, “They would not understand. What does danger mean to those who have only known safety? Zomey and I tear through the skies  together, our hearts pounding. Our senses on fire. That rush makes us strong. Fearless! The best hunters”.

You are moved by Eetu’s words, to have such a bond with someone must be the greatest thing on Pandora. You could only imagine what it must feel like. Though he sounds reckless, you could tell his heart was in the right place. He would definitely make a great friend. “Nefika did say you were hunting sturmbeast. Can I join?” You ask him, hoping he would say yes.

Eetu hums, “Is that what you are after? Are you a good hunter?”, his eyes roam over you, judging whether you are a good hunter or not. His own senses tell him what he needs to know. You had the strength and heart, just not the technique.

You falter, hearing Eetu ask. Feeling a bit ashamed at never learning how, you then remember something, “Do not ever think less of yourself”. So’lek’s words give you the strength you need. You straighten up and reply, “I was never taught how, but I’m willing to learn no matter what”.

Eetu looks at you in disbelief, what do you mean you were never taught how? “Never taught how? What have your people been doing all these years? Did you find a land without hunting? A place where creatures lay down to die willingly?”, his words may seem rude, but you could tell he was just teasing you, you roll your eyes and smile, you could already tell he will be a fun and troublesome friend. His demeanor turns serious and gentle as he points to what seems like some sort of practice area, “See there? Young hunters practice on targets first. Practice. Or it will be the sturmbeast hunting you!”

Eetu gives you a bow, however this bow seems different compared to the bow that So’lek had given you. He tells you that it is a Heavy bow, meant to aim for far targets and their weak spots. You position yourself as you lift the bow and aim at the target, your body tense as you focus only on the target. Eetu sees you tensing and comes close, using his hands to place your hands where they need to be, he was quite close while doing so. Once he finds your stance satisfactory, he steps back. You let the arrow fly, your aim hitting true.

Eetu hums and jokingly says, “You can hit a static target at least. Come”, He takes you back to where you were before. “Not bad. At least your thanks will have meaning” he praises you, sensing the potential within you.

You are confused. What did he mean by that? You gaze at him in question, “My thanks?”.

Eetu chuckles thinking you are joking, but then he sees that you really are confused, his voice cannot hide the disbelief as he questions you, “Are you serious? What have your people been doing? What kind of life have you lived?”

“A terrible one”, you reply in your thoughts, while you reply something else to him, “It’s…a long story”.

“If I wanted to hear a long story I would be at home”. Eetu looks at you, making sure that you listen to his advice carefully, “Each time you hunt, you must take a life. And so you must thank your sister or brother for their gifts as they return to the Great Mother.” He decides to demonstrate how to do it, his body bending down at his hunt, moving a hand over it, while saying the words, “I See you. Your spirit goes to Eywa and your body stays to become part of the people. Thank you for these gifts”

Eetu gets up and looks at you, his gaze and words trying to convey how important this was, “This way, you let her ascend to the ancestors. Remember that. And do not waste the gifts you receive”.

You try to imprint the words bestowed by Eetu in your mind. If you want to be a true Na’vi, this is the way. But you were confused what gifts meant. “The gifts. Right.” You try to say it convincingly. Eetu just shakes his head at you exasperatedly, “The hide, the meat. Ah! Nefika will show you. Go on. You do not need me to hold your hand.” Eetu shoos you away.

You grin and decide to head out, feeling like heading back to the base first to meet a certain Na’vi then testing out your skills to hunt. “Thanks Eetu, you are a good teacher I suppose, but time will tell” you joke a bit with him. Eetu laughs, “and you might make a good friend and student,  Eylanay (acquaintance)”

You nod at him as you turn to leave, your pace turning quick at the thought of heading back to the base. It wasn’t because of him, you were probably just tired. Well whatever it was you could deal with it when the time comes.

You hope to make lots of friends as time goes on.

∘ tsahik - Matriarch/Interpreter of Eywa.

∘ olo’eyktan - Clan leader.

∘ Eywa - Great mother, world spirit, Gaia.

∘ Ma - Generally means to refer to someone or address them.

∘ Yawntu - Loved one

∘ Eylanay - acquaintance

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Smon ‘eveng (Familiar child)

Eetu x Sarentu!Reader

Summary: It's been 8 years since you and the others have driven out most of the RDA. Now you enjoy your peaceful life with Family. But misunderstanding between your two boys want to ruin the peace.

Word count: 3.1K

It is a peaceful and sunny day in Pandora, only the sounds of the forest could be heard this afternoon. It had been many years since most of the Sky people had been driven out. Although there were a few units that remained, there were more intense wars that had occurred. Fewer Na’vis would be injured, peace had slowly become the normal for the People. 

Today, however, a young Na’vi child could be seen climbing onto one of the machines that was left by the Sky people. The machine had plantations growing over it and was rusted due to the years gone by and Pandora taking the land back from them. The boy’s face was pulled into determination and curiosity as he explored the RDA scorpion, he remembered his mother telling her stories about fighting them. Just as he was about to reach the top, a voice shouting to him could be heard.

“NA’LUK! Get down from there right this instant!”

The boy, Na’luk grumbled and turned to look down at his sempul (father) who had a stern expression on his face and with his arms folded across his chest from what he could see. He wished it would have been his mother who found h- ‘wait, no that would be even worse’ Na’luk thought to himself as he slowly climbed down the RDA machine. Jumping off one the ledges closer to the ground. As he came closer to his sempul, he noticed that the frown was even deeper.

“We are going home. Now.” Eetu stated, his voice leaving no room for argument, before walking in the direction of their kelkul. Na’luk followed, having done this many times, he knew not to argue with his sempul. He just wished you, his mother wouldn’t be home. 

After a while they arrived at the kelkul (home) within the Aranahe clan, the home made by Eetu and you together. After a confession from Eetu, you both had been courting each other for a while. Then when you and the others had finally defeated Mercer, Eetu formally asked you to be his mate as per tradition and took you as his muntxate (wife) under Eywa. You decided to stay with the Aranahe clan most of the time, while also making sure to visit Ri’nela, Teylan and Nor.

You remember very well 8 years ago when you had informed Eetu you were pregrant for the first time, he picked you up and spun you in happiness. You both had gone on an Ikran ride to celebrate, Eetu finally had the courage to bond with another Ikran. Which later became a ritual to go on Ikran riding dates. Etuwa had become a godmother, a term you learned from the Resistance and bestowed upon her. She had been very happy to hear, both her and Nefika had given you so many gifts for the baby as well as you. Eetu had become much more responsible in those years as the preganacy progressed, the birth of your son, as he grew, when you became pregnant again and finally during the birth of your daughter, Limi.

Back to the present, they both noticed you and Limi were not there. You must have taken Limi and gone to talk with Etuwa then. Eetu heads to the middle of the kelkul and turns around to face his son. Watching him closely as well as looking over Na’luk to see if he could have been hurt, his worry clouding his mind at just getting them home.

Eetu did not know what to do in this situation. How much can he explain to his son that the Sky people are dangerous? that they will take everything they love. On one hand he is happy his boy is exploring and learning the ways of the people, but on the other he does want him to get hurt.

“Do you know how worried your mother was when she found Limi searching for you while crying? You had promised your little sister that you would play with her. Instead you were out there doing dangerous things. What if something had happened to you?” Na’luk flinched and felt guilty when he heard his sempul say that. He did not want to make you or his little sister feel sad ever. He didn’t mean to make his family worried, he just wanted to show his sempul that he was brave and courageous like him.

Eetu sighed as he could see that his son felt remorse at the situation. He just wanted him to understand that something could have happened to him. 

They then could hear your voice coming closer as you were consoling a little Na’vi girl who was crying with her arms around your neck, while you were hugging her and walking towards the entrance of your kelkul while whispering sweet words to her. Your ears twitched as you heard signs of presence within the kelkul. You headed inside and sighed in relief to see that your son was safe. You then looked towards your mate, expressing gratitude.

You slowly coaxed your child to turn around to see her big brother and sempul. Limi gasped and tried to get down to rush towards her brother, she immediately jumped into Na’luk’s open arms. Her sniffles are muffled by her hugging her brother tightly in her arms. Na'luk apologizes to his sister, feeling sad that he made her cry and worry.

You walk over to Eetu, placing your hands on his chest and placing a kiss on the corner of his lips. Your tail curling around him. “Thank you for bringing our son home, oeyä muntxatan (my husband). ” Eetu just smiled, the smile not reaching his eyes for once due to the worry for his son. He leans down to place a gentle kiss on your lips as a response.

“Can you take Limi inside for now? I need to discuss with our son the dangerous situation could have been in.” Eetu said in a strained voice.

You nodded, whispered a ‘don’t be hard on him’  to Eetu and gently picked up Limi, who was slowly falling asleep in her brother's arms, tired out from all the crying. Na’luk gave you a guilty look and apologized, “I’m sorry sa’nok, I didn’t want to make you so worried.” You just smiled at him and rubbed the top of his head affectionately before heading to another part of the kelkul to give Eetu the privacy to talk and put Limi down for a nap.

Na’luk felt even more guilty when he didn’t hear his sa’nok say anything back. He turned towards his sempul, feeling ashamed that he made him worried and angry as well. But the next words that Eetu uttered were so shocking that it made him gasp and left him heartbroken.

“I thought I taught you to be better than this. I’m disappointed in you Na’luk.” Eetu was too frustrated and concerned at what could have happened to his precious son, to notice how his words had affected Na’luk. All he wanted was for his son to understand his advice. 

However, when he finally looked at his son’s face, who had tears running down his cheeks, he immediately felt cold regret wash over, not meaning he words at all and walked towards towards him to say, “Na’luk, oeyä ‘eve (my boy), I’m sorry I-” but he was cut off when Na’luk pushed him away, his little body trembling, trying to stifle his cries. 

The young boy looked at Eetu with betrayal on his face and shouted, his voice shaking, “n-nga ve’kì  oer! (I hate you!). I…I only wanted to show you that I could be brave like you!” Before Eetu could stop him, Na’luk runs out of the kelkul without looking back, heading in the direction to the where they would usually go to fish and play in the water.

Eetu curses under his breath, his tail curling in agitation and puts a hand over his face due the frustration coursing over him. He could hear your footsteps slowly come closer to him and felt you hug him from behind, your arms and tail circling him in comfort. Your presence itself was always a comfort to him. Eetu places his other hand on yours and rbs circles in it.

You pull your arms back to face him and place your hands on his face to turn him towards you, his eyes clouded with frustration and hurt, “What is wrong, oeyä tsamsiyu (my warrior)? Why would you say such a thing to Na’luk when I know you don’t mean it?” You ask him gently, caressing his face. He just sighs, burrowing his face in your hands to collect his thoughts on what to say.

You signed softly looking at your poor mate. After so many years, He had become responsible after Zomey’s death, understanding that heading first thing into battle was not always the solution. He also became protective over you after you both mated, with you fighting the RDA and always travelling as the Sarentu envoy. But it had only become much worse when you almost lost your life due to Harding nearly killing you, a scar was left as a reminder. After that day, Eetu was always worried that the Sky People would take his happiness away again.

Especially now with this situation with Na’luk, he was every bit like his father in looks as well as personailty, the only difference in his appearance was having your eyes. But, seeing Na’luk was like seeing Eetu in his younger days.

After finally thinking it over, Eetu looked you in the eyes, his gaze looked defeated and slowly opened his mouth to let the the words he has been keeping in his mind, “I do not want him to be like me.” Your eyes widen in concern over the whispered words. You continued caressing his face, your eyes letting him know that he could continue and that you would listen, “When I see Na’luk, I see me when I was younger and reckless. I see myself when I thought being courageous and adventurous was the only thing that mattered. I see myself when I had lost Zomey and when I had almost lost you. I’m scared that if he becomes like me, either h would be hurt or he will lose someone he loves.”

You immediately hug your mate, feeling sorrow that your mate was going through this, although you knew the situation, Eetu had always wanted to be the one to solve it. You then pull back to make tsaheylu (bond), pulling his tswin (braid) towards yours, to make the bond. You both sigh at the feeling, even after so many years, the bond always felt strong as the first. You immediately send your love and strength to him through the bond.

You think over your next words that you wish to say to him, you finally decide to say, “Eetu, my love,  do not be afraid. You are both at heads with each other because you both do not convery which is in your heart.” Eetu looks confused at that, not understanding what you meant.

You just smile, “If you want our boy to understand, you have to tell him the story the RDA and of you and Zomey, of why you are so worried about him. He only sees your frustration, not your reason for it.” You look down at his tail curing around one of your leg and continue, “Our boy is so confused right now, he sees the brave warrior that you are that protects the clan and he sees you as his inspiration for this. His warrior father, that is what he sees. He is just a little boy that loves his sempul so much and wants to be like him. So instead teach him to be the you that you are proud of today. Not of your past.”

It feels like something clicked in Eetu’s brain after hearing your words. Why did he not think of that? Eetu can never thank you enough for the love you give him and to your family. You were always a guiding star to them. Eetu grins, his familiar grin just like the day when you first met and even till date it still made your heart flutter. 

Eetu felt happy at your reaction and the feeling of love and a slight bit of lust passing through the bond. He projects his thoughts to you, ensuring that your needs would be very much satisfied after talking with his son. Your eyes widen and you lightly whack him on the chest, trying to hide how much he affected you.

Eetu pulls you closer to kiss you, his tail curling around your leg even more tightly, as a thank you and a promise for more later. You both pull back, plcng your forehead’s together and smiling at one another. Before Eetu slowly pulls back and gently breaks the bond, to head over to where his son had run off. You look at him and pray to Eywa that all will be well, before deciding to make some dinner.

Rushing water can be heard as Eetu nears closer to the lake that he and Na’luk love to fish. Eetu uses his senses to look for his boy and finds him sitting on a rock with his knees bent towards his chest and his face buried between them. Eetu gently approaches him, making sure his footsteps are heard to announce his arrival and he can see that Na’luk notices him when he sees his little ears twitch in his direction.

Eetu sits down as well facing the lake but keeping some space between so as to not overwhelm Na’luk. They both sit in silence for a while, only letting the sounds of the forest and the little sniffles that Na’luk let out could be heard. A fish splashes the water in the distance.

Finally Eetu speaks, making Na’luk peek at him from his position, “I’m so sorry, Maitan. I did not mean to hurt you with such words” Na’luk furrows his hairless brows at his sempul and questions in a low voice, his tone uncertain, “Then why did you say them? It hurt”

Eetu frowns at that, wanting to hug his son as an apologise, not wanting to hear such a low voice again, “because you are already like me when I was younger, Na’luk. I was scared because of that.”  He scooches closer and faces Na’luk to continue, “I was so reckless and adventurous when I was young. That it cost me to close my Ikran Zomey.”

Na’luk looks up at this, shocked that his father was speaking about this. He had always heard stories of his father and his first Ikran Zomey. How they fought viciously against the RDA and won. But whenever, he would ask his father for a story of him and Zomey, Eetu would clamp up, his voice strained, not explaining much and he could see the way you would comfort his sempul. After that he hadn’t asked his father again, not wanting to hurt him.

Eetu notices his interest and smiles sadly as he tells the story, “It was just after some time I had met your sa’nok, I found a group of the Sky People destroying our lands. I could not sit still, I immediately rushed to fight them all by myself. But when I jumped into one of their demon machines, I was locked within it and my beautiful Ikran Zomey fought against those demons with all her might.”

Na’luk’s eyes widened, his tail curling in worry for the Ikran. He places a hand on his fathers arm, just as his sa’nok did when she comforted his sempul. Eetu's smile widens at this, you might say that Na’luk was just like him, but his gentle heart came from you.

“Your sa’nok helped Zomey fight, as she is a strong warrior and tried to free me from that contraption, getting locked in herself. When we finally got out, I was injured and could not walk as fast. Your mother looked for Zomey and found her. She was on her last breath, I was able to send her off with you mother. To this day I regret being so reckless. It is why I do not want you to be like that”

Eetu looks towards the sky, remembering the time he almost lost you as well. He looks towards his son, who had tears gathering at his eyes, hearing such a sorrowful story. Eeut pulled him closer to his side as he continues with another story, knowing that his son loved hearing about his mother “You sa’nok is one of the strongest warriors I know, she would fight of the RDA and would help reunite clans together.” Na’luk’s eyes shone in excitement at that, wanting to hear more of it.

“But, when in one of the most intense wars that had happened, You sa’nok was almost taken from us by those demons. They hurt so much” Na’luk gasped, you were almost gone? His strong and brave sa’nok? Eetu could see the agitation in his son, exactly as he had felt when he experienced it. “It is why i’m always worried when you try to explore those places with those death machines. I do not want you to be hurt. I do not want you to experience such loss as I did my boy.”

Hearing such words, Na’luk climbed into his father’s lap as quickly as he could and hugged him tightly, finally understanding why his father was always so stern with him only when he would explore those areas. “Ngaytxoa sempul (Sorry father), I really just wanted to prove to you I can be brave and protect sa’nok, you and Limi. I now know that I have to be responsible.”

Eetu hugged his son back just as tightly and laughed lightly at his boy’s words, “You are young my boy, for as long as I’m there I will always protect our family. You just learn to live well and be happy, Na’luk. That’s all me and your mother want for you and Limi.”

The two continues to hug for a while before deciding to play in the water to bring about a playful mood. They play fight well into the night and they then hear you calling to them, taht dinner is done. They head back with Eetu lifting his son up, noticing how quickly the time passes by as his son is almost too big for him to hold like he did when he was a toddler.

Eetu see you mixing what he assumes is dinner in the pot, as Limi is playing with a doll crafted by Ri’nela. You feel his gaze and smile at him, happy to see your boys free from the burdens they had. 

‘Irayo Eywa, for bringing her into my life, for giving me family and happiness’

∘ Sempul - Father.

∘ Sa'nok - Mother.

∘ Kelkul - Home, house.

∘ Muntxate - Wife.

∘ oeyä - My.

∘ Muntxatan - Husband.

∘ ‘eve - boy.

∘ nga ve’kì  oer - I hate you.

∘ tsamsiyu - Warrior.

∘ tsaheylu - Bond.

∘ tswin - Braid.

∘ Ngaytxoa - Sorry.

∘ Irayo - Thanks.

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HELLO!! Happy Holidays pookie🎄❤️hope you are having a great day/night!

I was wondering if you are writing for Etuwa from AFOP. No one talks about her BUT SHE IS SO FINE‼️She’s too underrated.

Can you write a fic with Etuwa x fem!na’vi!reader in which they both fall in love with eachother since they first met and everyone notices the chemistry between them.

In the end, Etuwa confesses and they kiss and become cute gfs <3

THANK YOU SO MUCH 🫶🏻 and have a good day!

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSS!! MY FIRST ETUWA REQUEST!! THANK YOU SO MUCH DARLING!!! Hope you and everyone like this one! Enjoy~!!

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Tiflrr

It was a known fact the Etuwa was a warrior at heart. Being a tsahik is an honorable position to have, to lead her people and be the speak of Eywa. After the tragic death of her mother, Etuwa took on her position, learned everything there to be a Tsahik, and lead alongside with her father, the olo’eyktan of the Aranahe clan. But if Etuwa was to be given a choice, she wouldnt be the Tsahik. 

She would rather be a warrior. 

And everyone can secretly agree. If anything, it would suit Etuwa more if she were to be the olo’eykte of their clan. But if she was to be the olo’eykte, then who would be her tsahik? A clan cannot be lead without two people. It takes the balance of two leaders to take care of their people. And while many may not have a clue, Etuwa does. 

Eutwa knows exactly who can fit the role of not just the tsahik, but the role of a perfect mate, partner, her secret love, Tiflrr.

Like an Atokirina, Tiflrr gracefully appeared to Etuwa on the darkest day of her life. After the sudden death of her mother, Etuwa lost sight of her path, she was silent, introverted, and just as depressed as her father. Not even the bright and dramatic Nefika was able to lift her spirits. Etuwa was drained of her color, her ambitions, her light. But like all bad storms, a sun is sure to brighten after the chaos. 

And the sun was Tiflrr. 

Tiflrr is an amazing aranahe na’vi. Artistic, compassionate, and a visionary. You could say she is the softer, more quiet version of nefika. 

Tiflrr was everything Etuwa searched for. Her light, her laugh, everything. Etuwa was rough and ambitious while Tiflrr was more soft and passionate. It made Eutwa happy how well they balance each other. Though Etuwa wishes they could perhaps be more than mere friends. 

“Tiflrr!!” Etuwa calls out for the na’vi in question. Getting off from her ikran, tiflrr goes over to etuwa as they hug in a tight embrace. “Did you go to collect more seeds? Why didn't you tell me? I would have joined you” Etuwa whines a bit. Frowning that she missed potential time to spend with her favorite person. 

Tiflrr couldn't help but release a cute giggle, “and have you miss your tsahik duties? I could never”. Etuwa blushed a bit, basking in the beautiful smile tiflrr holds. Placing her hand on tiflrr’s cheek, Etuwa looks into her eyes, pure joy and love is all she feels for the lovely na’vi. “If I could, I would gladly give up being tsahik if it meant spending more time with you”. 

This earned etuwa a slap on the head. “Don't talk such nonsense you skxawng! Being a tsahik is both an honor and a major duty. Giving it up would mean giving up what your mother worked hard for. Don't throw all that away '' tiflrr scolded etuwa like she was a child. But she was right, she can't say such silly things like that. Etuwa’s mind says one thing, but her heart says another. 

Etuwa’s feelings for tiflrr grows stronger everyday. And she isn't sure how much longer she can keep it in. 

“Come on, you silly head!” tiflrr calls out to etuwa. Grabbing her hand, Tiflrr leads Etuwa to a large field of flowers. So many blooming beautifully and perfect to weave something nice. Wild ikrans flying freely up in the sky and the kinglors having their feed. It looked so peaceful. So perfect. 

“Look, it seems new ones have hatched not too long ago. '' Tiflrr points out to some young flying kinglor. One took interest and landed on her hand, admiring its cuteness, tiflrr gently pets it. “So cute…” tiflrr mutters. 

“Yes…very cute” Etuwa agrees, but it wasn't just the kinglor moth that she found cute. 

Moments like this Etuwa wishes they can last forever and ever. No worries, no responsibility, just existing and having an adventure with Tiflrr. With tiflrr, Etuwa can feel anything is possible and can do so much more.

It was clear as day for everyone to see how close Etuwa is to tiflrr. But more so now in recent days. Purposely avoiding her father and other responsibilities to be with tiflrr. While it is cute to chase around the person that makes you happy, it is also a  bit annoying. So annoying that Nefika of all people had to talk to Etuwa about it. 

“Child, while I would love to advocate your goal, it seems you leave behind a long trail of uncompleted tasks. This is unlike you Etuwa, come tell me, what is on your mind?” Nefika asks Etuwa one day. After Etuwa blatantly left her father talking away to an open space in favor of meeting with tiflrr, Ka’nat secretly asked nefika to talk to Etuwa, try to understand why the sudden absence. 

Sitting near a river, where the sounds of the water calms her nerves, Etuwa starts to talk. “Tiflrr. Lately, when I spend time with her, my heart beats mightier than ever. It races and twists, my mind becomes haze and all I can think about with tiflrr and just being with her. It is like….like everything is fine. With tiflrr, I am not tsahik, I am not a warrior, not a leader, I am just Etuwa to her. And I like that. I like tiflrr and how she sees me”. 

Nefika couldn't help but stare at astonishment towards Etuwa. 

“Etuwa child, Tiflrr, what exactly does she do to have you think this way?” she asks. Etuwa smiles as she explains. 

“Tiflrr treats me like a normal person. Yes she would berate me and constantly remind me of my position but never pushes it. Always eager to take me somewhere, showing me a new spot. Tiflrr is very observative, kind, gentle, sweet. She is all that and more. Oh how could I forget her knowledge in plants? She is very skilled in in vast creations like tea, medicine, paint, making sweets out of them. I enjoy that about her…and more”. 

The genuine love and care that holds in Etuwa’s voice helped Nefika make a certain conclusion. 

“Etuwa, is it possible that you are…” 

Tiflrr was in her home with massive ideas of what to make from the freshly picked flowers she found on the edge of the kinglor forest. They smelled lovely and seemed of fine quality to make baskets or for food. Either way can go. 

Maybe perhaps make something for Etuwa. 

Just thinking about her makes Tiflrr feel so happy and bubbly on the inside. Everytime they are together, the girl does her absolute best to compose herself whenever Etuwa is near. But she can't help it! Etuwa is so fierce and strong, and her beauty! A wonderful woman the tsahik is. While Tiflrr is always happy that Etuwa is choosing to spend time with her over the duties that occupy her attention, Tiflrr can't help but feel guilty yet selfish to be with Etuwa. Is that so wrong? 

Hard to see. However, speak of the na’vi. There was a knock at the entrance of her home, Tiflrr goes and sees Etuwa there! 

“My friend, come! What brings you here?” Tiflrr asks happily. Already preparing Etuwa’s favorite tea. Etuwa happily accepts a cup full, not caring how hot it is, the tsahik drinks it down in one go. 

“Oh my” this caught tiflrr by surprise. 

“We need to talk…and it is very important…” 

This is her one chance. After heavy and considerable talk with Nefika, even with her father, Etuwa had a goal, a mission. 

To confess to tiflrr. 

And it was easier said than done. It took so much mental tole that Etuwa wasn't sure if she was confident enough to do it. But things are not done, or changed, tiflrr would still have be as friends. Yet the tsahik wants to be more than that. 

“What is it Etuwa? Don't leave me so nervous” Tiflrr giggles, her sweet smile melting Etuwa’s heart. So, taking a deep breath, she tightly holds Tiflrr’s hands into hers. Such soft hands, no marks of anything. No cuts, bruises, nothing. Perfect hands. 

“Tiflrr, for a long time, you have been by my side. Through my ups and downs, my best and my worst. You have always been there for me. You have been there in ways no one could. Not even my father or others. You are the rays of sunshine to my dark skies. Shooing away anything that could cause me trouble. Your presence alone soothes me. Just by being near you is enough to make my day. Tiflrr, I love you. I have loved you for so long yet I did not say anything until now. I was, still am, afraid of your rejection…” 

Taking another deep breath, Etuwa’s heart still pounding hard as the drums, she continues. 

“I See you Tiflrr. For all that you are, for all that you will be and is. And I love every single bit of you. I love how you accept me. Despite my position, despite how I can be. You accept me into your life, your heart. But you only ever see me as a friend. I desire to be more than that….my question is…Tiflrr, will you let me be your lover?” 

As if the weight was lifted off of her shoulders, only to be replaced by newer weight. Etuwa confessed, spoke every word with full meaning and sincerity. The real challenge is, will Tiflrr accept? 

No words could ever describe with Tiflrr was feeling at the moment. It was as if time had stopped. All she could do was stare at Etuwa’s lovely face. Seeking to see if what Etuwa just said and done was a lie, a joke. But all Tiflrr saw was the honest truth. Has Eywa finally answered her wishes? 

Since words couldn't do justice to what Tiflrr feels, she does the next best thing. 

Grabbing Etuwa by the face, she pulls her in for a full, deep, passionate kiss. A kiss that answers her question, a kiss to reciprocate her feelings. A kiss to mark Etuwa as her’s until their last dying breath.

Aaaaaaaaaaaand that is it for this one! Hope you all like it! Until next time! See ya!

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Tiflrr - Gentleness, Tenderness

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REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!!!

Hello and welcome! Roam and read to your hearts content, got a request? Always check to see if I am open! Here are some of my rules! Please read first!

REMINDER this is a FEM reader zone. So if you want a male reader, I am sorry I wont be able to provide that.

Masterlist Cinema Taglist Taken Community [lemme know if you would like an invite to the community!]

DO's:

Characters I am willing do do are:

Jake

Neytiri

Netayam

Kiri

Lo'ak

Tuk

Spider

tonowari

Ronal

Ao'nung

Tsireya

Rotxo

Tsu'tey

Mo'at

Eytukan

Sylwanin

Grace

Kataru

So'lek

Teylan

Nor

Ri'nela

Eetu

Etuwa

Nefika

Nesim

Minang

Anufi

Okul

Other things like: character headcannon, situation reactions, a certain emotion or what happens in what topic. I can do SFW stuff. Fluff. Bit of angst. Yes, Poly included. Disabilities' [for this I ask you to be a bit more specific]

P.S: If you want the characters to react to a show or movie, please make sure that what you have in mind is in Netflix because that is the only streaming service I have.

DONT:

Characters I WONT do stuff on are:

Miles Quaritch

Any member of the recom team

Norm [might change my mind, idk at the moment don't push me.]

Mercer

Alma

Mokasa

Priya

Other things I refuse are: abuse, suicide, depression, deaths, incest, rape, step-incest, or anything relative to it. NSFW stuff. Spicy stuff. Omega-verse, Mpreg. ED, toxic relationships. Bodily functions like: body hair, periods, pimples, nails, watersports, shaving, etc.

PLEASE do your best to not be too detailed plot wise. I like to have creative freedom. Unless there is something really specific you like to see, go ahead but please be mindful.

NOTE: While yes the majority of the requests is [character] x reader, I have a big ass pet peeve of seeing y/n, or something of that similar thing. So, when I see a request of what behavior or interests you want the reader to have, I would make nicknames in na'vi language, that relates to certain traits on the requests. It is something to replace Y/N.