#netayam smut

[onmyknees4loak]

From afar {part 2}

Neteyam x Fem!Human reader

Warnings: none (Fluff) kxanì'a = love

The next morning

im woken up by the sound of a bang and someone groaning, i get out of bed, put on my slippers and walk out of my room, then i see the cause of the noise.

lo'ak had hit his head on the door coming in, "ARE YOU OKAY!" i shout from across the room.

"yeah im good" he says i see neteyam lower his head and enter behind him. We lock eyes and he waves, i wave back then go to brush my teeth.

I spit out the toothpaste and stand back up straight and suddenly spider is behind me. "HOLY SHIT SPIDER FUCK YOU, YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME" i yell

He starts laughing like a hyena "my bad g my bad" he says after catching his breath from laughing with a smile on his face. "anyways look what i made kiri. do you think she'll like it? he asks showing me the bracelet he made kiri. "yeah its actually really cute spider".

"CMON GUYS LETS GOOO" we hear kiri yell from the other room,

"wait were are we going" i ask spider, "oh right were going flying, im so exited lets goooo" he says the last part running out of the room.

I wipe my mouth and walk out after him, the first thing i see is neteyam leaning against the wall with his jaw clenched looking at me. 'i wonder whats wrong with him' i think. we all start to walk towards the door, spider infront of me and as we get closer to the the door neteyam walks infront of me separating me from spider.

As we were walking to their ikrans i ended up walking besides neteyam neither of us were saying anything till neteyam broke the silence "what were you and spider yelling and laughing about/" he asked "oh nothing" i said back to him.

I can see his jaw clench "are you and spider a thing or something?" "ewww no why would you even think that hes basically my brother!!"i say in shock .

"so you don't like him?" he asks "god no" i laugh. I look at him and see a little smile on his face 'god he's so cute' i think to myself. "guy's were here!!" i hear kiri yell from around 12 feet infront of us. Once we all get to the ikrans i see spider go with kiri to her ikran and i stand awkwardly between lo'ak and neteyam not know who im supposed to go with, i suddenly feel an arm wrap around my upper back "she's going with me" i hear neteyam tell lo'ak. I shudder under the touch of his arm and his voice.

"ok bro fine by me" lo'ak then mounts his ikran and i walk behind neteyam to his ikran. He helps me get onto his ikran and i almost slip a little "be careful" he says with a smile, i almost get lost in his eyes till i feel him pull me up the rest of the way. I skootch up behind him "ummm where do i put my feet?" i ask him while im moving my legs trying to find a place to put them, i feel his hand grab my legs and butterflies erupt in my stomach as he moves my legs to where they need to be then he pulls his hand away and i can still feel the heat lingering on my leg.

"Hold on tight" he tells me turning back to look at me. I snake my arms around his waist and i feel him shudder from the touch i lock my fingers together holding on tight. I wonder if i should put my head on his back or if that would be pushing limits. My stomach drops as i realize what's actually about to happen I've been so nervous because i was with Neteyam but i should have been nervous about the fact I'm about to be thousands of feet in the air on an ikran.

"don't be nervous sweetheart, I got you" Neteyam says as were about to take off. 'well shit thanks a lot now I'm more nervous' is what i think but "ok" is all that comes out. I feel the ikran start flying and i squeez my eyes closed and squeez Neteyam, I hear him let out a breathy laugh.

I swear this boy will be the death of me he's just so mesmerizing. "Relax kxanì'a, open your eyes" neteyam tells me. I slowly open my eyes to be met with the most beautiful thing I've ever seen (other than Neteyam) "omg" i let out as a gasp.

We fly a little longer till kiri says we should be getting back, after we land Neteyam hops off and reaches for my hand, i give him my hand and he helps me down

" thank you Neteyam it was a lot of fun" i tell him as we began walking to the others

" you're welcome y/n". says Neteyam

The other are all ready walking with each other back to the lab so me and neteyam are walking with each other behind them. I'm swinging my arms back and forth as were walking, paying attention to the sound of the twigs snapping under our feet.

"Did you have fun kxanì'a?" neteyam breaks the silence making my heart skip a beat.

"Yes, I had so much fun it was so beautiful!" I feel my self start to get less nervous and relax.

"Yes, it is very beautiful" I feel his eyes on me as he says it and I turn my head to be met with his eyes staring down at me.

we arrive at the lab and Neteyam goes to tell me goodnight.

"Well goodni-"

"Would you like to come in?" i interrupt him, god i dont know where that came from, why would i say that, omg what if he says no????

"I would love to come in thank you" he pulls me out of my train of thought.

I open the door and we began to walk in together.

"WOAHHHHHHH where are you two going huh?" lo'ak yells dramatically from down the stairs,

"were just gonna hang out probable watch a movie" I say to just get him to leave us alone.

We finally get them to leave us alone and we walk in together "we can go to my room" i lead him tot my room, i walk in and take a seat on my bed. Neteyam comes over and has a seat besides me, the weight of him sitting on my bed makes me involuntarily lean in towards him.

The whole thing is so awkward i don't know what to say or do.

"sooo what do you want to do" i say fiddling my fingers

"I donk know baby girl your the one that invited me in" he says in a low voice making me weak in the knee's.

I can feel his eyes all over me i feel so much more exposed without my mask, i feel the pads of his fingers on the side of my face as he turns me to look at him, i can practally feel my heart about to beat out of my chest.

Im suddenly aware of every small sound in the room my shallow breathing, the fan in the corner of the room, his breath escaping his parted lips as he keeps his eyes locked on me.

his hand is still on my face, i raise my hand and place it on top of his.

I want him no forget that I need him right now.

Authors notes:

heyyy guys i hope you enjoyed part 2

part 3 will have smut so if you are not comfortable with that pls don't read it. Im also about to start a lo'ak series and would lovvee to hear yalls ideas if you have any so feel free to send me an ask

byee love yaaaa

[lovemyavatar]

Hello, pretty! First of all your writing is so good, I'm hooked! And if u don't mind can I request a fluff (maybe smut?) of Neteyam being so clingy in public, that man can't keep his hands to himself fr and I know for a fact that he would always rub it in people faces (especially the one's who failed to court you) like he would throw a glare when he notices someone staring at you for a second too long before kissing you on the spot while looking straight into their eyes.

Mine

Neteyam x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Warnings: jealousy, possessiveness, mild angst, fluff, lil hint of smut

Yours (part two)

Neteyam still can’t believe you chose him.

Despite being the future Olo’eyktan and a skilled warrior, he has a tendency to view himself as less than. But you…you are easily the most beautiful and sought after woman in the clan. So, despite the fact that you’re already mated, that you’ve chosen him for life, he constantly feels the need to assert his claim in the presence of other men.

Like in the morning, when you’re helping with meal preparation. You’re always in the same spot, washing the newest collection of fruit, so he’ll easily settle against your back without so much as a hello.

“Morning, yawntutsyip (darling).” A soft smile pulls at your lips, cheeks warming under the public display of affection.

Neteyam nuzzles against your shoulder, humming lowly as his lips caress the skin of your neck. His hands completely dwarf your hips, long fingers curling around them before gently guiding you closer to him. You instantly relax against the warmth of his chest, a contented sigh adding to the quiet morning bustle.

What you don't notice is the way his eyes scan the area, pointedly glaring at every man who dares glance in your direction. It's mostly accidental, really, few would openly challenge the future Olo'eyktan for his mate, but Neteyam doesn't see it that way. Every single look, touch, conversation is something he needs to monitor closely, ensuring it doesn't go too far.

When you sit with his family for meals, he crowds in close, until his arm presses against yours and his tail firmly wraps around your waist. If you'll be with any of his siblings for the day, he practically threatens them into watching you closely too.

On the rare occasion that he can't be physically near you, he does his best to remain within eyesight. His attention locks on you, on anyone who approaches you, mentally daring them to even try acting out of line. He isn't a violent person, but Eywa, he wouldn't hesitate to protect what's his.

He's always finding ways to touch you, and you love it. You aren't fully aware of his true motives, simply appreciating how smitten he seems to be. No matter how busy he is, he makes his adoration known with a simple brush of his hand along your back in passing, or a quick peck of his lips on yours before his father inevitably rips him away.

It's mostly innocent, his little routine, until someone who once courted you pushes him too far. There are only a few who dared vie for your affections at the same time as Neteyam.

Truthfully, you didn't pay any of them much attention, only accepting their courting gifts politely as you're expected to do. From the beginning, he had your heart, your decision was made early on and there wasn’t any real competition.

But still, to this day, if one of them gets too close, lingers for too long, Neteyam is instantly on high alert. Like right now.

He's absolutely seething, jaw clenched so firmly he fears he might crack a tooth. His short nails dig into his palms, fists tightened at the ready.

“Mawey (calm), Neteyam.” His grandmother demands roughly, forcing his fingers apart as she works on his battered chest. “You are too tense for wrapping.”

He lets his hands fall onto his thighs instead, fingers splayed and pressing harshly into his skin. His head sways side to side, peering over her as she kneels before him, tending to the injuries he suffered on the latest supply run.

He doesn't pay her poking and prodding any mind, full attention locked on you across the clearing. You're helping, as you always do, dutifully patching up the wounded. He had every intention of being the one beneath your gentle hands, but his grandmother got to him first. He tried, he really did, but there's no arguing with Mo'at.

His jaw grinds as he watches you rub yalnabark into a warriors shoulder. But not just any warrior, of course, it's one of the men who once tried to court you. His heart thrums harshly between his ribs when your head tilts back ever so slightly, a beautiful laugh twinkling from your lips.

Your lips that should only ever part that way for him. Your hands that should only ever touch him. A dangerous possessiveness brews deep wtihin his belly, whispering that everything about you is his. His to claim, to touch, to protect. Just simply his.

In an instant, he's on his feet. Completely ignoring his grandmother's protests—which he knows will get him into trouble later—but he can't find it within himself to care. There's no way he can endure this for even a moment longer.

He approaches swiftly, fists clenched all over again as he stalks toward you from behind. His face is marred with a dark glare, chin dipped, gaze molten beneath his thick brow.

“That's enough.” He barks roughly, large hand covering yours to peel it from the man's skin.

A tiny gasp lodges in your throat at his sudden presence, shoulders stiffening at the firm grasp. Your muscles relax a fraction when wide eyes find your mate, but the relief only lasts for a few seconds as you take in his furious state.

“Neteyam?” Your voice is gentle, questioning, as you place a comforting hand on his bicep.

He doesn't even glance your way, the full force of his wrath locked onto the other warrior.

“Find someone else to finish.” He orders, tone dripping with finality.

The man looks up at him with a blank expression, undeterred. “She's just patching me up, man.”

Neteyam's vision blurs, red dotting his periphery as his chest tightens with rage. Where you see a man simply defending the fact that what you were doing was completely innocent, Neteyam catches the way his lips twitch into a defiant smirk. Sees the challenge swelling just below the surface.

“Like I said, find someone else to do it.” Neteyam steps forward, spine straightening as he towers over the man, ready to pounce at any moment.

“‘Teyam...” His name is a warning under your breath as you move closer, urging him to calm down.

“What? You don't trust your girl or something?” Now, it's clear that was a direct challenge, and it makes you gasp in shock.

Neteyam doesn't hesitate, jerking forward until his fingers wrap firmly around the man's throat. You can't help but cry out, hands moving to cover your mouth as the situation quickly escalates. The man’s good arm instantly claws at the tight hold restricting his airflow, eyes widening in horror.

“Neteyam, please!” You hiss, pulling at his shoulder, panic gripping you as a few curious eyes drift your way.

Finally, he relents, releasing the man and letting you jerk him away. He’s trembling with pent up emotion, muscles coiled tight, but he doesn’t want to cause a scene. Not now, while the clan is regrouping after such a stressful mission.

“Disrespect my mate again, and I’ll show you what a real warrior is capable of.” He doesn’t even sound like himself, voice deep, the warning accented with a ferocious growl.

The man simply watches you drag Neteyam away, stunned that the always docile future Olo’eytkan actually fought back.

You don’t stop until you’ve reached your shared tent, practically shoving him through the entrance. It flaps shut harshly behind you as you stomp in after him, hands resting on your hips when he turns to face you. His ears flatten at your agitation, head dipping in shame.

“What the hell was that?” You snap, fiery gaze boring into his pointedly.

“I didn’t like the way you were touching him.” He knows he took it too far, knows you did nothing wrong, but there’s no escaping the anger that still courses through him. He fights to keep his tone even when he speaks to you, desperate not to make the situation worse.

“You mean when I was tending to his wounds?” Your hands wave animatedly in exasperation, scoffing at the absurdity of it all. “I’m the future Tsahik. What do you want me to do?”

He growls low in his chest, stalking forward until you’re face to face, a mere few inches between you. “You are mine. You agreed to that when we mated. I have every right—”

“You have no right!” You can’t help but shout as frustration curls in your stomach. Your fingers shove against his chest lightly, careful to avoid his freshly wrapped injuries. “You don’t see me threatening other women for simply existing in your presence, do you?”

He forces a tense breath through pursed lips, trying to calm down. This is quickly turning into a fight between the two of you, which is the last thing he wants. He reaches out, fingers gently curling around your arms to stop you from pacing before him.

“I’m sorry, yawne (beloved). I just…I can’t stand the thought of anyone…taking you from me.” His voice is soft, quiet, face tightening as the words leave him. It’s difficult to admit this, to bring attention to his deepest insecurity.

He is the son of Toruk Makto, a mighty warrior, and the future leader of the clan. He isn’t supposed to feel such things, to worry about losing you to another. He’s supposed to exude hard edges and confidence at all times. Not weakness, like he shows now as he stands before you, bearing it all.

“Oh, Nete.” You coo, eyes rounding as you cup his cheek softly. He leans into the touch, eyes fluttering closed with a heavy sigh.

You had no idea he held this turmoil inside, was fighting to remain stoic while watching your every interaction with another. It all makes sense now, his constant desire to keep you close. It wasn’t coming from a place of love, but rather uncertainty.

“I am yours, okay? Come here.” Your gentle touch guides him those last few inches closer, until his lips brush yours in a light caress.

He responds eagerly, relief flooding his system at the fact that you aren’t upset with him, that you understand. His palms skim down your arms before releasing you so he can engulf your waist, pulling you flush against his chest.

His tongue parts your lips, laying claim to your mouth as he groans slowly, adrenaline still coursing through his veins. The kiss quickly becomes feverish, passionate as the desire to assert his ownership of you becomes overwhelming.

You pull away suddenly, fingers tangling in his braids to tug his lips from yours. He growls in protest, chasing your touch as you lean back a few inches. Your heavy-lidded gaze meets his, chest heaving as your heart thrums wildly.

“How do you want me?” You purr, sultry eyes blinking up at him through thick lashes.

“What?” He pants, breathless from the insinuation beneath your words alone. His tail twitches to attention at his back, swaying with excitement.

“I will prove that no other man could even come close to taking me away. Now, how do you want me?” Your fingertips trail down the column of his throat, causing a shiver to roll down his spine.

“On your knees.” The command is gritted through clenched teeth, cock already straining behind his loincloth.

You instantly obey, slowly kneeling before him, hands smoothing down his broad chest and tight stomach on the way down. Your fingers make quick work of releasing his pulsing length, gaze flicking over the huge appendage eagerly as it springs free. Sharp teeth catch your lower lip, tongue wetting your lips in anticipation.

Your eyes catch his just as your mouth closes around his swollen tip, watching in satisfaction as a long moan rumbles his chest, head tilting back at the feeling.

You settle into the floor, finding a comfortable position, ready to show him just how much you belong to him, and only him.

let me know if you guys want a smutty part two 👀

[xoxoch3rry]

𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

𝑾𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑹𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔! 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑹𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑹𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔!

𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚

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𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒚

The Lines between Us

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𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒓 𝑹𝒆𝒊𝒅

The Breaking Point

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𝑹𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏

Blue Eyed Tied

Dangerous Waters

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𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒃𝒚 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒌

Murdering My Girlfriend Prank

Tension?

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𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒍 𝑮𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔

Through Sickness and Health

It's Gonna Be Okay

Beneath the Stars

Sorrow

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𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝑾𝒆𝒊𝒓

Shadows Of Regret

In the Dark

A Kiss to Remember

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𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒏 2003

Dream A little Dream

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𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒌𝒊

Love in the Chaos

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Updated masterlist. January 24, 2025

@ xoxoch3rry do not steal or translate my work.

[yuzuyom]

Shhh, es un secreto

PAREJA: Neteyam x Reader

Capitulo 12:

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Capitulo 13

" LIBERTAD "

Todo fue tan silencioso cuando llegaste a casa, Neteyam acariciaba tu cabello con cariño y tú te permitías cerrar los ojos con calma por qué al fin había paz en tu corazón, al fin habías terminado con este ciclo donde te torturaban, ahora estabas segura en los cálidos brazos de Neteyam.

Cuando llegaron a casa te dejaron descansar, Neteyam te siguió sin dudar, subiéndote por la ramada para acostarte suavemente en la cama, su mano acarició tu cabello con suavidad observando como cerrabas los ojos con calma ante su toque. miró tu cabello frunciendo su ceño cuando no encontró las cuentas que él había puesto en tu cabello. Sin embargo, no dijo nada, él solo quería pasar tiempo de silencio dónde estuvieran uno al lado del otro.

----Neteyam... ---- llamaste en un murmullo.

----¿Mm? ---- preguntó sin dejar tu cabello.

----Te extrañé.

Él sonrió con cariño. Juntando su frente a la tuya para que sus ojos amarillos miraran los tuyos con amor.

---- Te veo, (T/N).

Sonreíste con amor, acercándote a él para esconderte en su pecho disfrutando de sus manos jugando con tu largo cabello. Cerraste los ojos antes que él, permitiendo que el sueño te abrace. Amanecieron de esa misma forma, abrazados en tu pequeña carpa disfrutando la calidez del otro, te sentaste encima de tus rodillas observando al Na'vi dormir, tu dedo remarcó su nariz y sus ojos, seguiste el borde de sus labios con suavidad para después tocar cada franja de su piel. Una pequeña risa salió de tus labios cuando notaste como su cola se movía de un lado a otro demostrando su gusto.

Entonces abrió sus ojos y aquello te hizo sonreírle en grande, tu pequeño dedo tocó su nariz dejando salir un pequeño "bop" haciéndolo reír. El muchacho se levantó acercándote a su regazo para dar un pequeño beso de buenos días a tu boca, sonreíste entre medio del beso, feliz por qué al fin podías tenerlo para ti solita.

-----Bueno días... ---- saludaste sonriente.

----Hola... ---- saludó con voz profunda debido a la siesta.

Comenzaste a jugar con sus trenzas, porque sinceramente hoy solo querías estar acostada en tu pequeña carpa a su lado, no era necesario hablar. Solo estar juntos con un momento a solas o al menos eso pensabas hasta que tres Na'vi conocidos entraron a la carpa a tropezones.

Reíste mirando a los niños sully, alejándote de Neteyam para prestarle atención a los hermanos.

Kiri ya estaba en tu cabello volviendo a hacer trenzas para robar las cuentas del cabello de Neteyam y ponerlas en tu cabeza, Tuk la hermosa niña te enseñó su pancita vendada, diciendo que su hermana había curado el veneno gracias a tus conocimientos. Ambas hacían coronas mientras Lo'ak se recostaba en tus muslos y simplemente pasaba el rato hablando payasadas. Neteyam estaba mirando de lejos riendo y sonriendo ante las idioteces de su hermano.

Cuando fue la hora de irse él y tú quedaron solos en la carpa. Tus ojos suaves miraron a Neteyam quién tenía su mirada lejana, tu corazón se apretó al ver la inseguridad en sus ojos. Te levantaste rápidamente yendo hacia sus brazos para besar sus labios con cuidado, Neteyam saltó con sorpresa al principio, pero poco después sus labios se encontraron siguiendo tu beso mientras sus ojos se cerraban con anhelo. Cuando te separaste juntaste tu frente con la de él, buscando su mirada al notar cómo él no se atrevía a mirar tus ojos. Tomaste su mano con cuidado llevándola a tu pecho para darle una ligera sonrisa.

----Te veo, Neteyam ---- sus ojos amarillos mostraron duda ---- y mi corazón es completamente tuyo.

Él notó la sinceridad en tus ojos.

sin embargo, tenía dudas y no se le podía culpar después de ver tu llanto ante la muerte de aquel Na'vi.

---¿Podría saber...?---- preguntó Neteyam inseguro.

Ladeaste tu cabeza confundida causando que él soltara un suspiro tembloroso. Tomó tus manos para llevarla a sus labios y dar un ligero beso en el dorso de estas.

----Su historia.

Tus hombros se tensaron, miraste a un lado insegura provocando que Neteyam estuviera a punto de decir que no importaba, hasta que te vio asentir.

----No es una historia bonita ----. Aseguraste mirándolo insegura.

Neteyam te miró confuso, sin entender porqué llorarías por alguien con el que no tuvieras una linda historia.

Entonces soltaste todo.

Por primera vez alguien escuchaba todo lo que habías pasado a manos de Ska'anekx.

Neteyam poco a poco sentía cómo la rabia llenaba cada parte de su cuerpo. Cada detalle lo hacía vomitar y sus pensamientos simplemente eran que debía haber dejado vivo a ese tipo y hacerlo sufrir.

Cada que llorabas o te veías nerviosa Neteyam te abrazaba o te recordaba que podías parar si deseabas hacerlo. Tú te negabas, deseando que él supiera todo, cada uno de los detalles para que ya no tuviera inseguridades. Y si, tal vez Neteyam ya no estaba inseguro pero, la rabia era demasiada. Se aseguraría de que ese maldito monstruo no tuviera un entierro digno, que su alma jamás descansará en paz.

Cuando acabaste Neteyam te abrazaba sobreprotector. Sus manos tomaban tu cuerpo contra el de él intentando brindarte toda la seguridad que necesitaras.

----- Neteyam... Hay que unirnos ---- murmuraste después de unos minutos de silencio.

---- ¿Mm?--- preguntó Neteyam mirándote extrañado ---- ¿ahora...? ¿No prefieres descansar? Ha sido un día pesado.

Reíste ante eso, mirándolo con amor.

----Me refiero ante Eywa.

No una conexión forzada, no una a la que tuvieras que hacerlo para sobrevivir. Querías una real y que tú persona fuera Neteyam.

Su cola se movió con felicidad que sin dudarlo se enrolló en tu muslo demostrando cuánto le agradaba esa idea.

Neteyam juntó su frente contra la tuya asintiendo con una enorme sonrisa.

----Si, definitivamente deseó eso.

Cuando menos lo esperabas tu ya tenías uns linda vestimenta Na'vi, tu cuello y cabello estaban adornados con piedras preciosas mientras que tú rostro y brazos era adornado con pintura blanca, Neteyam estaba hincado frente a ti.

Uno frente al otro mientras las hojas del árbol de las almas caían a su alrededor con suavidad. Era precioso, como un sueño hecho realidad en un cuento de hadas.

Una sonrisa brillante apareció en tu rostro cuando Neteyam tomó tus manos, sus ojos te miraron suavemente mientras que toda la pintura en su rostro asentuaba sus hermosas facciones.

Tu respiración se aceleró cuando Neteyam jaló tus manos suavemente haciéndote avanzar hacia él. Sus labios tocaron suavemente los tuyos, sonriendo cuando sintió cómo suspirabas en el beso.

---- ¿Sucede algo?---- cuestionó al sentir tu cuerpo tenso.

Negaste ante su mirada cálida.

---- Estoy nerviosa...

Neteyam soltó una risita divertido.

---- No es nada de lo ya hayamos hecho antes, mi amor ----. Consoló, acariciando tus costados con suavidad.

----Pero... Ya sabes es más, distinto es como un... ¿Una petición a Eywa...? ---- explicaste apenada, acomodándote más cerca de él.

Neteyam volvió a reír debido a tu nerviosismo. Sus manos apretaron con cariño las tuyas, esperando brindarte la confianza que necesites. El Na'vi decidió juntar su frente con la tuya, acostumbrándose a esta acción que tenías cuando eras demasiado sincera.

----¿Deseas parar? Podemos hacerlo otro día.

Negaste rápidamente.

----No, Lo'ak se esforzó mucho en hacerme este top.

----Por favor no hables de mi hermano cuando estamos haciendo estás cosas.

Reiste divertida, besando sus labios con suavidad.

Él acercó su trenza dejando ver sus zarcillos para mirarte expectante sus intensos ojos amarillos se clavaban en tu memoria poniéndote roja. Tus ojos miraron aquellas pequeñas cositas moverse, tú asentiste tomándolo suavemente Neteyam te ayudó a levantar tu cabello, sus grandes manos fueron delicadas y soltó una pequeña risita al ver lo que se supone sería tu trenza, era apenas del tamaño de su dedo.

-----No te burles, Neteyam. ---- te quejaste.

----Bien, bien... Ya puedes hacerlo.

Con un suspiro abandonando tus labios llevaste la trenza de Neteyam a tu nuca. Ambos suspiraron cuando los zarcillos se entrelazaron, reíste aferrándote a sus brazos. Sintiendo todo lo que Neteyam sentía. Su amor, su calidez, el deseo que tenía por ti, todo.

Cuando abriste los ojos sonreíste ante sus pupilas que casi abarcaban todo su iris. Soltaste una risa divertida provocando que él también riera.

----¿Por qué te ries?

---- Tus ojos... No es nada ---- dejaste un pequeño beso en sus labios arrebatándole un suspiro cariñoso ----. Sigamos.

El asintió.

Con tranquilidad acercaste tu mano hacía Neteyam el cuál mordió con cuidado, encajando sus colmillos observando como soltabas una queja.

----¿Estás bien? ---- preguntó en un susurró.

Asentiste observando como comenzaban a caer pequeñas gotas de sangre. Cuando levantaste la vista miraste como Neteyam mordía su propia mano haciendo un pequeño sonido de queja. Tomaste la mano de Neteyam y el tomó la tuya, ambos bebieron un poco para después sonreír en grande.

Neteyam y tú habían decidido compartir los rituales que tú sabías y los que él sabía. Claramente lo de la sangre era del clan Tormakticaya.

Ya estaban conectados en cuerpo y alma, lo cual te daba una gran felicidad.

---- Te veo, Neteyam...

----Te veo, (T/N).

Ambos se juntaron en un beso suave, el cuál poco a poco comenzó a volverse fogoso. Neteyam te subió con cuidado a su regazo. Podías sentir sus manos recorrer tu cuerpo con suavidad enviando escalofríos por todo tu cuerpo. Sus labios comenzaron a dejar pequeños besos en tu cuello, dando pequeñas succiones provocando que tus caderas se movieran deseosas contra las de él. Podías sentir sus colmillos burlándose de tu piel recorriendo con su lengua tus clavículas para volver lentamente a tus labios. Su lengua se burló de la tuya comenzando a juguetear contra la tuya arrancándote jadeos llenos de placer.

----Neteyam... Por favor, te necesito.

Suplicaste mientras tus manos comenzaban a desatar su taparrabos, Neteyam sonrió entre el beso comenzando a recostarte en el pasto mientras su mano evitaba que cayera encima tuyo. Sus labios bajaron lentamente por tu pecho, su lengua comenzó a jugar con tu pequeño pezón, succionando y lamiendo enviando espasmos por todo tu cuerpo. Su atención estaba provocando que tu coño comenzara a mojarse, podías sentir la incómoda tela pegándose contra tus labios. Tu pequeño clítoris temblaba debido al roce de la tela y aquello te hacía entrar en más desesperación.

----¿Necesitas mis dedos, bebé? ¿Mm?--- preguntó Neteyam con tu pecho aún en su boca ----. ¿Quieres que masajee este lindo botón de aquí?

Su mano tocó por encima de la tela tu sensible clítoris.

----¡Ahh! ¡Si! ¡Neteyam!

El Na'vi sonrió comenzando a desatar con cuidado tu taparrabos. Sus enormes dedos lanzaron la tela a un lado y sin dudar comenzaron a hacer pequeños círculos en tu sensible clítoris. Tu espalda se arqueó soltando un alarido de placer cuando Neteyam al fin te estaba dando el placer que necesitabas

----Eywa... Suenas tan bien, cariño. ---- murmuró Neteyam.

Moviste tu rodilla un poco sintiendo como su polla cubierta por el taparrabos ya estaba levantada. Aquello te hizo sonreír pues por la conexión pudiste sentir el espasmo que Neteyam sintió cuando tu rodilla rozó con su miembro.

----Puedo ver que te encanta cómo sueno ----. Te burlaste observando lo gemir.

----Mierda... Bebé, espera ¡ngh!... ---- suplicó dejando caer su frente contra tu pecho ----. P-puedo sentir cuánto te gustan mis dedos en tu coño ¡Ah!.

Mordiste tu labio, arqueando tu espalda por la sucia conversación. Tus manos deshicieron el nudo de su taparrabos rápidamente comenzando a masajear su gran polla entre tus manos, haciendo que ambos soltaran gemidos necesitados.

----¡Dentro, por favor, Neteyam! ¡Ah! ¡La necesito dentro!

Él asintió desesperado, tomando su polla para alinearla con tu entrada mojada.

----Si, bebé... Y-yo también necesito estar dentro ¡ngh!

Cuando su polla te abrió te aferraste a sus hombros, el Na'vi gimió justo en tu oído provocando que tu cuerpo tuviera un escalofrío.

Se sentía tan bien, te sentías bien y estabas segura de que él también se sentía bien. Podías sentir todo, su placer, su amor y era tan abrumador para tu cabeza que te hacía sentirte en las nubes por completo.

-----Por Eywa... Es demasiado, joder~---- suspiro el Na'vi contra tus labios.

Sus caderas comenzaron a moverse lentamente, podía sentir tus paredes apretando deseosas a su miembro. Te sentías tan cálida y cerrada que hacía que sus ojos girarán debido al placer. Sus manos se aferraban con fuerza al suelo, comenzando a aumentar la fuerza de sus caderas. Su pene entraba y salía de tu coño mojado haciendo que ambos se sintieran en el paraíso.

Desde abajo Neteyam te parecía una belleza, podías ver sus orejas pintadas de azul mientras que sus labios estaban abiertos dejando salir jadeos y gemidos desesperados, su frente tenía pequeñas gotas de sudor que recorrían hasta su mentón y aquello te dio hambre, necesitabas tanto sentirlo contra tus labios que tus manos no dudaron tomar su rostro y obligarlo a unir sus labios. Tu lengua saboreó todo lo que pudo, sentiste como el Na'vi gemía contra tu boca y sus caderas comenzaban a ser más rápidas y ansiosas.

----¡Mmmhh! ¡Ngh! ---- soltaba contra tus labios con sus ojos en blanco.

Te aferraste a sus hombros con fuerza al sentir como su polla crecía más y más dentro tuyo, estabas segura de que estaba sobresaliendo por tu estómago y aquello solo hacía que apretaras más contra su enorme miembro. Cuando ya era demasiado, cuando sentiste ese cosquilleo en tu clítoris por el movimiento de sus manos abriste más las piernas deseando mojar todo lo que pudieras para hacer ver qué Neteyam ya era tuyo por completo.

Te separaste del beso intentando tomar aire siendo unidos por nada más que un pequeño hilo de saliva.

----¡Neteyam, voy a-!

Él asintió volviendo a unir sus labios.

----¡Si, si, si! ¡Ven conmigo, bebé! ---- suplicó entre el beso, volviéndolo desastroso ---- ¡Tengamos nuestro orgasmo juntos!

Tu espalda comenzó a arquearse conforme sentías que aquel cosquilleo aumentaba. Él comenzaba a ser más brusco y su pulgar aumentaba la velocidad en sus movimientos.

----¡Neteyam!~ ---- gemiste mientras dejabas que los chorros salieran, mojando su vientre y pelvis.

----¡Joder, bebé!~ ---- su semilla manchó cada rincón de tus paredes.

Neteyam dejó que su frente descansará en tu hombro con respiraciones pesadas, el Na'vi seguía viniendo dentro tuyo causando que tú cuerpo tuviera pequeños espasmos al sentirse tan lleno. Cuando lograron recuperar el aire ambos se miraron con una pequeña sonrisa.

Neteyam juntó su frente con la tuya suavemente, cerrando sus ojos para disfrutar de tu calor, para disfrutar tu cuerpo desnudo junto al de él.

----Ahora somos una pareja oficial ----. Murmuró él Na'vi con emoción.

Tu asentiste comenzando a acariciar sus mejillas.

----Si, lo somos...

Sus ojos amarillos volvieron a abrirse encontrándose con tu suave y amorosa mirada.

---- Entonces... ¿Cuántos hijos tendremos?

Reíste ante eso, golpeando ligeramente su cabeza divertida.

----Estamos teniendo un momento romántico, debes leer el ambiente ----. Regañaste divertida.

El rodó los ojos con diversión.

-----Bueno, que mi polla siga dentro tuyo no sé si sea una vista romántica para Eywa.

----¡Neteyam! ---- volviste a regañar. El Na'vi te miró moviendo sus caderas con una sonrisa ----. ¡Ah!~

Cubriste tu boca mirándolo ceñuda.

---- ¡Ya bas-ngh!

Sus caderas comenzaron a moverse suavemente y él con una sonrisa dejó un beso en tus labios.

---- Vamos de nuevo, ¿entendido bebé?

Te gustaba ser así, humana. Era difícil soltar tu pequeño cuerpo, además Eywa ya te había dado el regalo de sentirla de tener una conexión como los Na'vi. Ya eras parte de Pandora.

Ahora estaban aqui, tú y Neteyam podían tener una conexión como los Na'vi normal.

Neteyam te hizo suya bajo el árbol de las almas, pidiendo a Eywa su bendición y su eterna gratitud por haberlos puesto en el camino del otro. Se habían unido y habían dejado claro lo que eran. Una pareja, una pareja romántica sin tener que esconderse. Hubo quejas, si, pero terminaron aceptándolo o tolerando que tú fueras la pareja del futuro Olo'eyktan.

Tú y Neteyam eran tomados como una pareja de casados para el clan.

Ambos se sonrieron con amor sintiéndose completos al fin. Tal vez a veces tendrías tus arranques depresivos o tus pesadillas invadirán tus sueños o los recuerdos te abrumarían, puesto que no era tan fácil superar algo que viviste por años en unos pocos días. Estabas segura de que lo harías algún día y que Neteyam estaría a tu lado. Tendiendo su mano para ayudarte a avanzar con él.

Ya no estabas sola y todo gracias a Neteyam.

[yumimak]

Anomaly- About Y/n

Hi! This is just a quick little description of you in this story so you can better understand before reading.

Okay so you, and your twin Noah, are a perfect mix between humans and na’vi.

The idea of having them be mixed was from @byunpum who has a completely different story than this but it’s definitely worth reading.

What you look like:

You have the same ears, sharp canines, tails, and que as the na’vi. Your hair will be described as long and black like the na’vi woman. You also have the same marks as them except instead of blue you are your normal skin tone and your stripes are slightly smaller. You know the bioluminescent freckles that the na’vi have?? You have those too but they are the color of like human freckles but very few of them are bioluminescent.

Your human features are your face as a whole; human eyes, lips, brows, and nose. Your twin and you are taller than normal humans but shorter than the na’vi (you stand at Neteyam’s mid chest.) You are in good shape like the na’vi but your human genetics cause your thighs and butt to be a little bigger as well as your lower tummy, like a fupa :))

I don’t describe Noah that much so literally just imagine yourself but as a boy and slightly taller.

Details about Y/n:

Y/n loves jewelry and all of it you made yourself; you wear a couple of rings on each and you have like three four necklaces that rest below your comm thing but not too low on your chest.

Y/n has four piercings; one is your belly button, two hoops on the cartilage of your ear, and the last one is a secret that comes up later in the story ;)

Noah wears a couple bracelets that you made him.

I think that's all that really needs to be said as of now. I really hope you enjoy the story!

[clockmax]

Sending this to tumblr after my like 4.7k word smut got deleted from my drafts

Ong anyways

My requests are wide open for avatars hc or something. Send in a dude and I’ll get your head canons

[rainbowsocks]

I haven’t written in so long, but craving atwow content has definitely made me wanna start again😩😩 and I absolutely love the community here, yall are sooo encouraging and sweet!

So this is just a test post to see if this post pops up for you guys, but i wanted to take this chance to ask yalls opinions on my fics-to-be

I’ve been thinking, if i did ever want to start writing, I’d probably make short fluffy neteyam fics that could be read as a series or a bunch of separate oneshots. aaaand they would most likely be based off of my ca.i scenarios🤭🤭

So, what do you think?

[askinkiskarma]

stepbro!netayam x reader???

this did something to me, ngl. hope you enjoy anonnie.

Neteyam and reader are aged up. minors dni! 🔞

Warnings: stepcest, strong language, mentions of smut, cursing, blood, violence

wc: 850 words

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would be so good at hiding his true feelings and intentions, as he has had to do with every other aspect of his being. he would give you fleeting looks, and lingering stares when no one is looking, and hope they couldn't see the hunger and desire in them, that no one could smell it in the way precum stained the loincloths that he now had to change every fucking day.

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would let moans of your name slip past his gritted teeth as he wraps his fingers around his thick cock, pumping himself harder, faster, thinking of your frilly loincloths and your beaded tops that left very little to the imagination, and how he would die and kill to rip off of you, how he aches to bend you over his father's desk and do to you what he was doing to his hands. with you in mind, and the thought of you, sprawled like that, your cunt fully on display for him, whining and writing as he rutted into you, it takes no time to for him to come, thick spurts of iridescent cum dripping down his fingers.

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would let out his anger and frustrations with the situation by bloodying and bruising anyone who dared get too close to his beloved baby step sister, the only time he ever lost his precious composure. he would have no shortage of excuses for why another man ended up needing stitches and ointments in the Tsa'hik's tent.

"'teyam, why did you do that?"

"Because he gave Kiri a weird look."

"Because he called Lo'ak a freak behind his back."

"Because he's just a dick."

what he wanted to say, but couldn't, was that they all looked at you, undressing you with their heathen eyes, fantasising about scenarios that they shouldn't, that would never happen, not while he had a say in it. because you were his, and fuck it, he'd gladly go through each one of them to prove it, if he had to.

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would finally take it too far when he punched a guy that you liked, while he was running his fingers up and down your thighs at one of the clan celebrations.

the air was warm and filled with sonorous laughter and electrifying music, with faint traces of alcohol and arousal. it was mating season, and you could feel it in the air, the love, and passion, the excitement and fervour overtaking the young Na'vi. you were not immune to it, and definitely not right now, as Luanu, one of the most well-respected warriors in the clan, who also happened to be gorgeous and obviously into you, was touching you, his fingers progressively further up your thigh, and you hoped he wouldn't stop, that nobody would come and interrupt, at least not until you did. he wasn't your first choice of someone you wanted to fuck you senseless, but he'd have to do, since you very well couldn't have him.

the him that was now standing in front of you, fangs bared and shaking his fist furiously in the air, Luanu's blood on his knuckles matching the one currently splattered on your face from the force of the blow.

"what the actual fuck, Neteyam? are you out of your mind?"

he didn't answer you as he pulled you forcefully away from the crowd, not until you reached a secluded part of the home tree, not until he pushed you back, your back getting scratched painfully against the rough bark.

"what the fuck do you think you're doing, huh? acting like a slut for everyone to see, for our parents to see?"

"you need to lighten up, teyam. it's a celebration. the beginning of mating season, no less. there's no harm in a having a little fun while we're at it."

his eyes were wild and feral, his lips curled in a snarl as he approached you, until his breath was fanning over your ears, his voice barely above a whisper.

"sis, if you wanted a little fun, you don't go to grunts like Luanu. you come to me."

his tongue licked a stripe from you collarbone to behind your ears, and you shuddered, slick pooling in your tewng, cunt throbbing in need. you've imagined Neteyam fucking you for so long. it was so immoral, so wrong, and you didn't know whether you were more shocked, scared or eager that your wildest dreams were now manifesting themselves in front of your eyes.

his nose scrunched up, inhaling, and he smirked at what he sensed.

"little sis, already dripping for me, huh? i have wanted to feel your tight little cunt around my cock for so long, and you're saying I could have had it all this time? that you wanted it, too?"

you said nothing as your breath laboured and your eyes closed, just letting his words pierce through you, allowing them to wash over you, allowing them to float around you, filling you with need and deep, deep craving.

"you have to use your words, pretty girl. do you want your step bro to fuck you dumb?"

"fuck, yeah."

tewng - loincloth

maybe part 2? maybe not? 👀

taglist: @fanboyluvr

[loaksbitch]

eating up that netayam smut like it’s my last meal -☁️

😭 this is my fav anon comment for today

[xoxoch3rry]

𝕎𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℝ𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤! 𝔸𝕟𝕕 ℝ𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℝ𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤!

ᆞᆞ𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓ᆞᆞ ᴵ ʷʳ���ᵗᵉ ᵉˣᶜˡᵘˢⁱᵛᵉˡʸ.

𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

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ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅᴀʀɪᴇꜱ

𝘼𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘼𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙈𝙮 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙕𝙤𝙣𝙚

𝖨𝖿 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾𝗌, 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌, 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌 (𝖾.𝗀., 𝗀𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌), 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌.

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𝙄𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙧 𝙄𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩

𝖠𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗇-𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗌, 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌, 𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗅/𝗂𝗆𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌.

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𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙡𝙮 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙏𝙤𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙨

𝖡𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗌𝖾, 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿-𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗆, 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗌.

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𝘽𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙧 𝙈𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨/𝙁𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙨

𝖣𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆𝗌, 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗐𝖺𝗒.

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𝙀𝙭𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙍𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙊𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨

𝖣𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼—𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽.

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𝙀𝙭𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨

𝖨𝗍’𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖺 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇—𝖺𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

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𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙀𝙭𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝

𝖣𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌

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𝐀𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭.

[buzzing-honeybee]

this was an absolutly amazing story. the

writing and detail that was put into it is absolutely breathtaking. i feel so honnared

i was able to read this. i had actually closed out of tumblr before i could like it or anything and i was so disappointed but i was soo happy when i found it again.

ONE OF US| neteyam x avatar!reader

summary: neteyam sully was the next olo'eyktan and for years had been focused on his training and his responsibilities only. he had never accounted for you to become one of them. when you got your avatar body and ended up in the forest alone, being brought to the village and offered to be taught the ways of the people wasn't what you expected. let alone it being neteyam, future olo'eyktan becoming your teacher.

pairings: neteyam x avatar!reader (aged up)

word count: 97,582 (completed: 02/01/23)

warnings/notes: enemies to lovers trope, slow burn, angst, swearing, mention of child abandonment, mention of sky people, mention of death, lo'ak x avatar!reader (if you squint), asshole!neteyam/protective!neteyam, smut in later chapters

masterlist | requests are currently open for now

please keep in mind that all characters in my stories are always 18+, and although I can't monitor who reads my work, if you are not 18+ I advise that you do not engage in my page or stories.

I. snga’itseng — just the beginning

II. the ways of the na'vi

III. the outsider

IV. iknimaya

V. na’viyä hapxì — one of the people

VI. as the world caves in

VII. one of us

VIII. the deepest sighs, the frankest shadows

one of us spotify playlist - any songs you might think fit for the series? lmk so I can add them.

poem inspos: let him be soft the sun and the moon

[goodgirlbangtan]

PLEASE STOP WRITING SMUT FOR NETAYAM

He is 15. Please for the love of god stop 🛑