#neteyam x male reader

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Being Tsahìk-in-training

Request: Yes or No

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"An Olo'eyktan must wait to hear Eywa. A Tsahìk is always listening." Mo'at reminded you, detaching her queue from the Tree of Souls. She turned toward the skies as an ikran cried out and Neteyam descended down toward the tree. Pulling your own queue from the tree, you faced him, watching him dismount his ikran and approach.

"Grandmother." He greeted. "Oel ngati kameie."

"What brings you here?" Mo'at questioned, studying her grandson as he turned bashful, his eyes flickering over to you.

"I wanted to speak with (Y/N)." He answered and she hummed, a knowing look on her face. She glanced back at you before stepping down, briefly setting her hand on Neteyams shoulder as she passed him. Neteyam watched her go, nervously toying with his long fingers.

"What's clouding your mind, Neteyam?" You asked, brushing your braid back over your shoulder and tilting your head. It was unusual for the typical calm and cool Sully to appear so nervous.

"I've been thinking about... us."

"Us?" You repeated, an amused grin appearing on your face. His ears pinned back and he rubbed the back of his neck, giving a meek nod.

"I'm going to be Olo'eyktan after my father. It's common that the Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk become mates once the roles pass down."

"Common, yes." You nodded. "But not tradition." You reminded and stepped forward, taking his hands into yours. Neteyam looked down at them, inhaling softly.

"I-"

"If you wish to choose another, you may. I can assure you I will not be offended." You chuckled. His head snapped up, eyes widening.

"No, no.. I- I do want you! I just..." Neteyam groaned softly, pulling his hand from yours to run it over his face. You laughed despite your own face growing warm at the confession. "I wasn't sure if you wanted to choose me."

"Well," You murmured, lifting a finger to his face and running it over the white dots. "I certainly wouldn't mind having you as my mate."

Gifs aren't mine.

[miange1]

hi aaronnnnnnn😎

can you write the sully men smut having a reaction to those sex perfumes? ykwim?

like they already make humans feel weird but since na'vi noses are most likely more sensitive then i wanna know how they'd act.

male human reader btw 😋

Neteyam, Lo'ak, with pheromone "sex" perfume

male reader, mating cycle like symptoms, tails, sniffing, overprotectiveness, breeding, slight dirty talk, praise, begging, lo'ak prolly submissive idk, neteyam is dominant, accidentally going too hard, aftercare, big dicks, they're blue, idk, im hungry, belly bulges

Neteyam

— it really was just supposed to be a harmless joke. Back at the lab you had just seen it lying around and thought to use it, just to make him more clingy or something like that.

— today was a day you weren't in your avatar, so you just stayed in till you were needed or till neteyam would come by and he usually did.

— you had almost completely forgotten you had put that on, the little bottle long gone in the trash.

"Paskalin!" your body jolted with excitement as you heard his voice, the heavy footsteps echoing through your ears as you smiled seeing his big blue body in the corner of your eye.

"Teyam," the moment he stopped foot inside, he stopped for a second, pupils going full as his nose twitched, and tail swished around. You looked confused, looking at him a bit weird. Was he okay?

— he would brush it off, his smile at you toothy as he crouched down next to you to hear about your day. but the whole time you were speaking, his breathing which was steady, started to become heavy and unmatched. his ears pinned down to the sides of his skull, and his eyes fixated on any open part of your skin.

— his vision would be clouded from the smell alone, and his actual words would turn into 'mhm' and then into low growls. it wasn't his fault, it was the smell and it was coming right from you.

"Nete?" your words were muffled and sounded underwater to him, he could only understand the fact you wanted to see if he was okay. but he blinked and you were underneath him.

"Teyam— slow down!" his eyes darted around your body, his full length thrusting in and out of you at a quick pace. his dick was so wet..had he already came inside? he couldn't remember.

his head ducked down where the smell was strongest, his nose twitching once more as he sniffed your scented skin. bright yellow eyes rolling back, his ears quickly making a small flap motion— like a cats.

"Oh eywa.." he mindlessly thrusted inside of you making sure you were spread and he could reach all the way in there.

— you remembered only after that it was the stupid perfume.

Lo'ak

— most sensitive. eyes dilated, tail swishing around knocking almost everything over following you around like he had no idea what he was going to do without you.

— he would make the excuse that you were his boyfriend, and that he just wanted to be around you at all times, yet you knew the perfume kicked in as is. he was getting more possessive than usual, not wanting you to leave his side whether you had to do your job or not.

"Lo, you have to let me—"

"Uh-uh.."

"Lo'ak.."

— you caused this, so you were going to be the one to pay for it. he was allowed to stay on the little mattress next to your work space, but he couldn't stop whining and squirming around. you hadn't minded it, till you noticed his shadow looming above you. you were fucked, quite literally.

he laid beside you, eyes hooded and looking drunk. his hand underneath your knee to prop your leg up so he could fuck you right, and another above your stomach just for the purpose of feeling his girth make an outline on your stomach.

"Feel.." he whispered, so fixated on how deep he was inside of you. your noises encouraged him to go quicker, trying to make you feel as good as ever, to pleasure you as best as he could.

the little 'ah, ah, ah's' and the clenching around him made him go feral. his heart was pumping so quickly as he caught sight of your expressions, eyes slightly crossing and uncrossing, drool leaking just a bit.

he just needed to reach a liiiiittle bit more, just a tinnyyyyyy bit deeper inside. his head collapsed onto your shoulder, his hips bucking into you as he came deep inside to fill you up to the brim. his slightly blue tainted cum spilled from your hole, his breathing erratic.

his eyes glanced over to your dick, noticing you hadn't yet cum.

"not done."

[yana-bananai]

Neteyam x male reader

The moonlight bathed the shoreline, casting long shadows over the smooth rocks as the waves gently lapped at the shore. The air was cool and the night, perfect—save for the ache that had settled deep in your chest every time you looked at Neteyam. There was something undeniable between you two, an electric current that neither of you could ignore. You’d spent the evening in silence after a long walk along the beach, side by side, neither daring to make the first move.

But now, as the silence stretched on, the air seemed to thicken, pulling you closer together with every passing second. Your heart raced, and you could feel the warmth of his presence next to you. Every inch between you felt like a vast ocean you were both hesitant to cross.

You turned to face him, eyes searching his face. Neteyam's golden eyes met yours, flickering to your lips before quickly darting back to your eyes. There was a tension in the air that neither of you could deny anymore.

“Neteyam,” you breathed, your voice barely more than a whisper. Your body moved of its own accord, closing the distance between you, the space between you both too small now to ignore.

He didn’t pull away. Instead, he stepped forward slightly, his body leaning toward yours, as if caught between wanting to act and holding back. His breath came a little quicker now, and your lips were only inches apart, the closeness of the moment almost overwhelming. You could feel the pull of him, his warmth, the steady rhythm of his heart beating in sync with yours.

The tip of your nose brushed against his, and you felt him take a shallow breath. Then, just as you were about to close the gap, your lips almost touching, a loud voice broke the moment.

“Neteyam! There you are!” Lo'ak’s voice called out, filled with his usual brashness.

You and Neteyam immediately broke apart, hearts pounding in your chests. The sudden intrusion was like a splash of cold water, and you both took a step back, your breathing shaky.

Lo'ak emerged from behind a cluster of rocks, a wide grin on his face as he glanced between you two. “What were you two doing over here?” He raised an eyebrow, clearly not oblivious to the tension.

Neteyam looked at you, his face flushed, and then back at Lo'ak, his expression a mixture of frustration and embarrassment. “Lo'ak,” Neteyam groaned, his voice a little rough. “Couldn’t you have waited a little longer?”

Lo'ak simply shrugged, unbothered by his timing. “I figured you two could use a distraction. Looks like I was right.” He laughed, clearly enjoying the discomfort he’d caused.

You shifted awkwardly, trying to hide your embarrassment. The moment you had been so close to sharing felt like it had slipped right through your fingers. But as you looked back at Neteyam, you saw something in his eyes—a flicker of longing, frustration, but also something else.

[mydearneteyam]

Hii could you maybe write something for human! M!reader who comes out as trans to neteyam?

IDENTITY ;; NETEYAM

summary ;; just a few heacanons about reactions, tips, comments and validation from neteyam!

pairing ;; neteyam x human!trans-male!reader (platonic + romantic)

warnings ;; i think there's none ??

word count ;; 0.8k (with bonus)

a/n ;; you didn't specify what type you wanted this (neither hc or os nor platonic or romantic), so I'll do headcanons with these last two because i liked the idea, if there's something you didn't like, please go ahead and tell me!

PLATONIC

✦ Neteyam knew you since probably before the return of the humans. Your parents were scientists in favor of the na'vi and decided to raise you in Pandora in the company of some na'vi children where Neteyam was.

✦ Now, we must make something clear, and that is that in Pandora there are several words that are of human term. And for example, "trans" would be one of these.

✦ Neteyam could tell that you were starting to dress differently, talk differently, but he didn't question anything because he simply respected your space, but when you commented to him how you felt- no, how you identified, he cocked his head to one side.

✦ "That… What does that mean?" but his confused smile only made you imply that he would support you independent of its meaning.

✦ When you explained the term to him, how it was seen on earth and according to what your parents had explained to you (which in a good way they also accepted you the first time you talked to them), he seemed to understand a bit more.

✦ So he began to give you some ideas of clothing to make you feel more attached to the Na'vi culture (if you would like that idea) or simply, helping you to stylize you more, even sometimes trying to accompany you to train to define your body a little more if you wished so.

✦ If I'm not wrong, the culture's clothes are always supposed to be made by friends or family, since they come with a symbolic load and Neteyam as, for now, he is the one who is more informed, has decided to give you from time to time clothes that he thinks would fit you.

✦ In case you wanted to clarify this with others of your friends Neteyam would be the first to correct the feminine terms to masculine.

✦ "He, Loa'k. Reader is he".

✦ In a platonic way, you can expect a lot of support from Neteyam and truth be told, identity is not an issue in his culture and he will do his best to understand you, even asking others how to help you a bit more.

ROMANTIC

✦ Now, in a romantic way, Neteyam takes it a step further.

✦ Yes, the story is the same and when you gave him the comment he questioned what it meant, but quickly and not to worry you, he gave you a hug and put both your foreheads together.

✦ "I don't understand much… but I want to help you feel good in your own skin."

✦ So he looks for answers from some scientists, from his father, from some of your human friends and all to find out how to get you to feel comfortable.

✦ If you want to cut your hair, he will style it. If it was already short, he'll try to decorate it a bit like some of the guys have (BONUS: but Spider and Lo'ak will be there too).

✦ If you want to change your appearance, he'll do his best to cover your chest area and in case you've already done so, he'll remind you to be careful not to hurt yourself.

✦ Interesting fact, but in Frontiers of Pandora, Okul is possibly a non-binary character (Tsu'kiri too) that despite having a female model, has a male voice and I have the hc that there must be some way to alter the testosterone for the na'vis so Neteyam would travel by sea and land looking to know if you could get an avatar (that already has the biological change) or simply, know if there is something to help you in your human form.

✦ His family is quite respectful of you and have stopped treating you with feminine pronouns as soon as you and Neteyam confirmed them (Sometimes Lo'ak gets confused, but apologizes as if he shot you in the stomach) and although in the village there may always be someone who questions you, Neteyam will jump to defend you as a human and as a man.

✦ Finally, as a partner Neteyam is not much different from his platonic version, but I can tell you that he will love you unconditionally and will do his best to make sure that the way you see yourself is not a hindrance in your daily life.

BONUS ;;

"Wow, what about this handsome guy, is he busy?" you heard Neteyam's voice entering the lab. You turned around with an amused look and raised your head, looking him in the eyes.

"Just busy trying to convince Norm to get Spider and me Avatars" you admitted, giving a sigh as you folded your arms. He noticed that despite the smile you gave him, you didn't seem to look so good and he knelt down, kissing your cheek.

"Do you want to talk about it?" you wanted to, but your throat wouldn't give words, so he hugged you. His body hid yours lovingly, as if you were a crystal about to break, as if you were the last precious stone in all of Pandora.

"Maybe they can't get an avatar yet. But we all know who you are. Your personality, your essence, your identity… none of that is based on your body. I see you, my love."

a/n² ;; i THINK i understood what you meant, so i tried to do the best i could. although i am from the trans umbrella as a gender fluid person, i personally am very oblivious to certain behaviors that i know other people may have, but I hope you liked it, if there's something you didn't like, please tell me, love ¡!

[queentheweeb]

Neteyam X Male Omaticaya Reader Pt 2

A/N: A couple of people asked for a part 2 and I finally got around to it. Also, I do not give consent or permission to anyone else or any outside party to post my work.

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You have never been more excited for a ceremony than you have in your entire life. You didn't know what to do! You didn't know who to tell the good news to, but you needed to tell someone and you think you were going to tell one of your friends. But, then again, since this was the ceremony for Neteyam to become Olo'eyktan, it was going to be announced who he was taking as a mate since it was custom. Was he going to announce it or keep it lowkey? It was impossible to do that because he needed and wanted a mate and he was well sought after by both men and women.

"I know what you're thinking already syulang." For two seconds, you forgot you were still in Neteyam's hut. The confession is still very much fresh as the now new relationship. He was still holding you too, and he was looking down at you with the most love, sick eyes, and smile you've ever seen on his face. You still couldn't believe it was you he was giving that look to.

"What I'm thinking Teyam." He swayed the two of you gently side to side his eyes never leaving your face.

"What's going to happen during the ceremony when it's time to announce my future partner, my future Tsahik." You felt yourself grow shy averting your eyes, ears dropping down a bit. A dead giveaway. "See. This relationship might be new but, I have always known you." You turned your eyes back when you felt a pair of lips press against your forehead.

"...I thought you might want to keep me a secret since I am...plain." Now, you know Neteyam can be aggressive, and assertive. It came with being the oldest brother, training to fill in his father, who is Toruk Makto, and current Olo'eyktan, footsteps and overall the best at everything. You didn't think that you would be at the end of his aggression.

"I do not take lightly to my future mate talking bad about himself." You went to move your eyes but, he wasn't having any of it. "Look at me when I'm talking to you." You averted your eyes back and he nodded. " Good I. don't ever want to hear coming out your mouth anything negative about yourself. There is nothing about you that I do not love. I love your eyes and how much expression they hold. I love your witty remarks. I love when we hang out together. I love it when we go hunting for yerik and riding pa'li. When we make stuff, when we ride our Ikran and just explore the forest and accompany each other to watch the stars and listen to the creeks run. You are the one I can see my life with. You are the one I want to grow old with and have children with. My future only holds you and there is nothing or no one that would ever change that." This was the most vulnerable you have ever seen Neteyam be. He laid his heart out to you and he was not one to easily express his emotions. He was always closed off despite being friendly to everyone. You feel like you just got a glimpse into the real Neteyam and you loved it.

"I think I just fell more in love with you and I didn't think that was possible." He gave you a gentle smile, a contrast to how he was previously, pressing your foreheads together. From deep within your chest a purr came out, embarrassing you a little especially when he chuckled at the sound. All well, he was going to be the only one to hear it.

"I want to hear that sound over, and over for as long as we live." The two of you went silent, gently swaying with your foreheads pressed together for peace and tranquility. When you think about it, this was still the Neteyam that you loved and admired since the two of you were children but, you got to see sides to him only reserved for a mate. "You are done with ceremony things. Go and get ready. Dress pretty for me, yeah? I love how you look in flowers." You felt your tail wagging in excitement as the two of you pulled away still looking at each other. 

"See you later?" It was a question that had him grinning and he winked at you.

"Of course, sweetheart. Now go before we both get in trouble for taking too long." He went up to you placing a chaste kiss on your lips and with a bounce in your step you left his Marui, making your way over to yours unaware that his family took notice of you leaving and were smiling, happy for the two of you.

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You were beyond nervous. You did exactly what your mate said and you got ready in your home. It was no secret that you enjoyed looking at the plant life Eywa takes care but Neteyam was the only one to know how much you actually enjoyed wearing flowers. You have never put much effort into how you look but since he asked you, you were not one to disappoint, especially him. You were going to go all out. You had feather adornments decorated throughout your hair which you had mostly out with a couple of braids. You had feather earrings as well. Looking down your clothing was traditionally feminine but, you loved it. You had a chest-piece made up of blue, pink, red, and purple flowers. It was tied around your neck and the rest of the chest piece had twine going down and around your arms, hands, and fingers. Your loincloth on the left side was adorned with feathers matching your earrings and twine wrapping around your left leg down to your ankle. You felt so pretty and prayed that Neteyam would love what he saw.

"Okay, Y/N you got this." You can hear your people making noise, joyous noise and you love it. With one final breath, you left your Marui and with as much confidence as you can muster held your head high and made your way to your people. What you didn't expect was to awe your friends and for them to be all over you. 

"Oh my Eywa Y/N! You look so pretty!" Hands hovered over your face.

"I love how you look with flowers!" The flowers were gently touched.

"Come dance and sing with us!"

Safe to say you were swept up and ended up enjoying yourself not realizing how much time actually went by and you only had half of the kava juice since it was very potent and you wanted to become one with Neteyam tonight. You didn't doubt he wouldn't announce you as his mate but, a tiny little insecure part of you thought that he wouldn't. Thought that you weren't suitable to be Toruk Makto's son, the new Olo'eyktan mate, his future Tsahik since Neytiri would be teaching you having become Tsahik herself once Mo'at had passed.

"Come! It's time!" You were dragged feeling your heart beating hard enough to hear in your ears. You were so fucking nervous that you picked up human cuss words from hanging with Neteyam and the Sully's. You were somewhere near the front having a perfect view of Neteyam with his parents and siblings near at the bottom. You wanted to be closer but, you'll suffice right here. Your eyes never left his frame as his father gave the speech, and did the whole tradition and whatever else needed to be done. They spoke for a bit and you felt like you were going to vomit with how nervous you were. Was he going to do it? Did his father approve? His mother?

"Our new Olo'eyktan has chosen his future mate! Our future Tsahik!" Here it goes, now or never. You were going to find out what he said as your heart filled with hope. The crowd went silent as Neteyam searched with his eyes and when they locked on you, your smile mirrored his. 

"Come Ma Y/N" Your friends whooped and cheered as they made way for you to get to him and your tail wagged furiously finally reaching him where he wasted no time kissing you and wrapping an arm around your waist keeping you right next to him. "I have chosen!" You wanted to hide but, Neteyam made sure you didn't. He wanted everyone to know you were his and his alone. Once the crowd died down and you did all the formalities, the two of you were allowed to escape and he was eager. 

"Where are we going ma Teyam?" It felt good, it felt right to call him yours. He turned to you with a blinding smile pulling you in by the hips for a smoldering kiss trying to convey all his emotions.

"To claim you in front of Eywa. We will not be missed." You felt your smile splitting your face, as the two of you giggled. You were looking forward to starting this new chapter of your life with your Neteyam.

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This is it! A part 2 and I will not write a part 3. Thank you guys for enjoying!

[vampiirkaa]

the way that your brother—rotxo— did your hair. untangling the strands that where knotted together. ❝are you excited?❞ he asked, but you didn't reply. ❝[m/n]..?❞ ❝huh?❞ you snapped back. ❝are you excited, to you know.. meet your promised mate?❞ that was why your brother was doing your hair. ❝uh.. yeah. i wonder what shell be like!❞ a fake smile was put on, but rotxo could see right through it. ❝what's wrong?❞ ❝nothing. im fine. i promise.❞ another fake smile was on your face. out of not wanting to pry, he didn't ask again. ❝[m/n]!!❞ you heard a familiar voice yell your name. out of curiosity you looked out of your marui to see a happy neteyam. the fake smile faded and a real brand new one took its place. rotxo saw how happy seeing neteyam made you, smiling aswell. ❝whats with the fancy clothes and well done hair?❞ he asked curios. ❝oh uhm.. nothing im just dressing like thise for fun.❞ ❝oh, thats nice! im going to take a walk on the sand, wanna come with me?❞ ❝id love to.❞

hours later you heard your mother —ronal— ❝[m/n]!!❞ your smile faded and was replaced with a kinda upset looking face. ❝my moms calling me. ill see you later thought right?❞ ❝of course!❞ ❝okay. see you later neteyam!❞ he waved and smiled. but as you saw the face of a random a girl with fancy clothes and hair that you've never seen. she had a radiant smile. her parents seemed nice too. but something didn't feel right. then you realized. she's not him.

[bl00dyarak]

Real

Y’all be lacking with them neteyam x male readers Fr ✊😔

[mist-see]

Idk if requests are open but if so can you make a Na’vi x black reader where they’re curious about her hair and skin (I would like if the reader had 4c hair or just tighter curls) Ty <3

☀️Netayam was very curious about his lover.

🍃gender neutral, BLUE ALIENS ARE BACK BABY, reader described with having dyed locs, black reader, teen love, fluff, 17-19 age range, small text.

“And… what do you call these in your world?”

You and Neteyam sat in a grassy field, his tall frame covering the sun from your eyes so you wouldn’t be frying in the pandora sun. His blue fingers carefully reached up to your face, his thumb rubbing against the edge of your mask before going over to your auburn colored locs, your hair dye well grown out and your roots dark.

He of course recognizes this hairstyle, his father having it and other Navi sporting it as well around the clan. But he wasn’t used to seeing the style on another species, especially on someone as breathtaking as his human girlfriend. You smiled softly at his question watching as his yellow eyes eyed your hair curiously, his thumb and pointer playing with the little curl on the bottom of your loc.

“What do you call these?” You challenged his question his eyes looking away from your hair to your pretty eyes. He smiled slightly, matching yours as he looked over your face. “We don’t have a name for our styles… we just…do.” You raised your brow at his wording, but you understood what he was putting down. “What was it before..?” He continued to speak, fingers raising up to trace the neat square parts on your scalp. You couldn’t help but to laugh at the feeling, jerking your head back and gripping his wrist. “It was curly, and big and fluffy… like uhh…”

You looked around, seeing how you’d compare your curly hair to. There wasn’t sheep on pandora, particularly nothing with hair or similar texture like yours. In the distance there was a plant, a pretty plant that had fluffy leaves- almost feather like as it formed into a neat dome- kinda like an Afro. “Like that plant over there…” you nodded your head over to the tree like plant. It wasn’t curly or coily- but you’re pretty sure he had an idea.

“Mom has a photo book back on base… maybe I can show you some pictures of me when I was little… to give you a better image.” You chuckled as he still looked over at the plant, imagining your pretty long locs turning into a fluff like ball on the top of your head.

He just nodded at the idea, needing to see the proof for it to make sense in his head. He’s only seen pin straight hair all of his life, maybe a wave or two when the Navi unbraid their hair, but it never held a curl, falling back straight as soon as they bathed or if it was extra humid. “Okay…” he says unsurely, yet there was still a smile on his face as he painted a picture in his head. His reaction made you smile, the both of you just looking at each other.

“Okay?” You repeated, your hand playing with the beading hanging from your wrist, a bracelet he made while courting you. It were times like these where you wished you could read his mind, to see what he was thinking as he looked into your eyes, the way his tail flickered and his ears twitched.

“Okay,” he said again, firmer this time, as if convincing himself more than you. His gaze softened, and the small flick of his tail settled into a gentle sway behind him. “I would like to see that,” he added, curiosity and something warmer sparking behind his golden eyes.

You bit back a grin, feeling your cheeks warm beneath the edge of your mask. “I’ll show you,” you promised. “Promise,” you echoed softly, running your thumb over the smooth beads of the bracelet on your wrist.

His eyes flicked down to your hand, watching you trace the small tokens of his affection, and for a moment, something unspoken passed between you. Something deeper than curiosity about hair or culture. It felt like he was seeing you—not just the human girl with the strange mask and stranger hair, but you. All the small pieces, all the roots and branches that made you who you were.

The air between you felt heavier, charged with the quiet tension that always seemed to linger when you two were alone. Not uncomfortable, never that—but full, brimming with the weight of things left unsaid. An innocent curiosity blossoming between teens of different species.

“You are always teaching me new things,” Neteyam murmured, his voice low, almost reverent. He ran his thumb over one of your locs again, more slowly this time, as though committing the texture and shape to memory. “About your world, about… you.”

You smiled, the kind of smile that reached your eyes and crinkled them at the corners. “And you’re a fast learner.”

His answering grin was wide and a little mischievous, and it made your heart skip in your chest. “Only because I have a good teacher.”

A breeze passed through the field, making the leaves of the plant you’d pointed to sway and tremble like a thousand tiny dancers. For a heartbeat, you imagined your old hair like that, wild and free before you’d started locking it. Neteyam must’ve imagined it too, because his eyes drifted toward the plant again, then back to you with renewed wonder.

“You would have been just as beautiful then,” he said, almost to himself.

The words caught you off guard, stealing the breath from your lungs. Your fingers froze on the bracelet, and you felt the soft hitch in your chest at his honesty.

“You think so?” you asked quietly, your voice almost timid in shyness.

He tilted his head, looking at you as if the answer was obvious. “I know so.”

And before you could stop yourself, before logic and reason and all the fears that came with loving someone not of your world could creep in, you leaned in—just slightly, just enough to feel the warmth of his breath against your skin.

Neteyam’s ears flicked forward, attentive, and his smile faded into something softer. His hand lingered at your cheek, a question unspoken in his touch.

“ Show me everything,” he whispered, a vow as much as a plea.

And in that moment, under the bright Pandora sun and the quiet witness of the swaying fields, you knew you would.

You would show him everything.

[missnavigation]

Chapter 1 - Arrival

Title: Tamed by the Starlight

Rating: 18+ / Mature/NSFW

Pairing: (VERY obsessed) Neteyam x GirlBoss! Human/Avatar Reader

Genre: Medium burn, Enemies-to-Lovers, Post-canon AU /Neteyam survived the shot and all the Sullys went home/

Synopsis: General Frances Ardmore asks her ambitious and strong-willed daughter, who stayed on Earth, to help convince Jake Sully to cooperate. If she succeeds, she promises to give her what she values most in life: a huge amount of money.

Neteyam feels completely tired of all the expectations and duties. He just wants to be happy, but he feels like no one understands him — until life brings him face to face with his greatest enemy, and he realizes they have much more in common than he ever thought.

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Chapter 1 - Arrival

Five years have passed since Neteyam felt the touch of death.

Time has dulled the sharpest pains, his body has more or less healed the wound, but the experience left something behind that remains forever. Tonight, in the pale light filtering through the tree canopies, he quietly cleanses himself in the pleasantly warm water of the lake, his fingers involuntarily tracing the sensitive scar stretching across his chest.

The rough-edged, star-shaped lines sprawl irregularly and hideously over his skin, as if life itself had carved the memory of his weakness into him: the failure of not being fast enough, not being attentive enough.

The healers did everything they could, and his parents made every sacrifice they could, but the most they achieved was that he survived. At least he kept breathing.

Even though his father kept his promise and finally brought them home, the longed-for relief did not come—not even here. In fact, he feels even more broken and shameful in front of the clan, which once counted on him to someday become their olo'eyktan.

"Who would want someone like this?" he thinks bitterly. His parents tell him almost daily that as a grown man, it’s time he finds a mate and puts his own happiness first, but... he wonders, what woman would want to look up at this disgusting body during an act that’s supposed to be perfect, something beautiful?

Moreover, he’s no longer good at anything; he tires too easily, and whenever he tries to push beyond his limits, his damaged heart stops him. He can only become less with each passing day, never more.

A warrior’s body is his pride: but he can’t see it as a badge of honor, only as a failure of life itself.

Leaves rustle softly behind him, and a frowning Lo’ak steps out from the shadows, grinning as he wades into the water beside his brother.

Though he has matured a lot over the past few years, he’s still a complete idiot—though now, sympathy sparkles in his eyes. Or maybe pity, Neteyam thinks bitterly.

- Hey - his younger brother says in a voice trying to sound casual - , if you’re brooding over it again, I swear I’m gonna hit you! It’s still not that bad.

Neteyam turns his head toward him but says nothing. His gaze remains as hard as the trunks of the ancient trees.

- Seriously - Lo'ak continues, stepping closer and starting to rub himself down with mud scooped from the lakebed - , look... that scar just shows you survived. You fought and you won! Besides - he grins -, girls dig that kind of thing. You could even spice up the story a little. I'd totally back you up, swear it!

Neteyam lets out a short, disbelieving breath through his nose, but the hard line of his mouth softens a little.

He doesn’t believe Lo’ak’s words—not yet—but his brother’s presence, the support he offers, makes the weight on his chest feel a bit lighter. Even if only for a moment.

- Shut up, skxawng! - he says, splashing a generous amount of water into his little brother’s face. Lo'ak sputters, swearing half in Na'vi and half in English, trying to blink the water from his eyes.

The sight finally brings a genuine smile to Neteyam’s lips, and he quickly steps back before Lo'ak can retaliate.

- What the hell, bro?! - the younger boy grumbles. - I came out here to balm your poor little soul, and this is the thanks I get?

- Didn’t you say not that long ago that you wanted to go back to Awa'atlu 'cause you missed the water? Guess not that much, huh?

A strange expression flashes across Lo’ak’s face before he finally mutters:

- I just miss Payakan, that’s all. And... maybe Tsireya. Just a little.

Guilt twists Neteyam’s heart at the thought that because of his own wish to return home, his brother had to leave the place where he had, for the first time in his life, truly been himself.

He’s about to offer to take him back if he wants—ready to understand, even if it would hurt like hell if Lo’ak decided to stay and not be part of his everyday life—but...

No.

If he’s being completely honest, he knows he couldn’t leave him there alone. Not without him to protect him—even if now, he might not even be able to.

His fists clench at the thought that maybe his family, his siblings, no longer need him—and that over time, he might become nothing more than a burden to them.

But then dozens of bright lights appear in the night sky, rapidly approaching, drawing both their gazes upward. Ships are landing in the distance—and both of them know: this never means anything good.

At the same time, a strange feeling squeezes Neteyam’s chest: as if his whole world is about to change, though he has no idea yet why or how.

- Come on, we have to get home - he says, grabbing his brother’s arm and dragging the protesting, muddy Lo’ak toward the shore. - We have to report this to Dad.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: Tamed by the Starlight :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

When you first step onto Pandora’s soil, your first thought is what a backwards dump this place is—and that thought sticks around for quite a while.

You have no idea how you're going to survive this place until your mother's mission succeeds: to establish a human colony, build up proven tech, and reach the level of development that was once part of everyday life on Earth (at least until Earth's collapse reached such a degree that not even technology could save it anymore).

Not that you miss humans much—but after five years frozen in cryo, you are curious what happened to your company and your people back there. Not that it really matters—whether Larry sank the whole thing or not, you’ll make enough here to buy a new car and track his sorry ass down to punch him before you rehire him.

Despite the utter shithole you now find yourself in—the depressing military base and the iron walls that remind you way too much of your school and your childhood traumas—you cheer up at the thought of fat stacks of cash.

You still remember being six years old, sobbing uncontrollably as you begged your mother not to leave you—only for her to shove you away with a stone-cold face, telling you you were a disgrace. Sure, she paid a small fortune for your education before disappearing to conquer worlds—but you hadn’t seen her in person since.

General Frances Ardmore. It fills you with pure joy to squeeze every dime out of her now. No sum of money, though, can ever really pay for the nights you cried yourself to sleep like some dumb kid, still believing in the childish fantasy that maybe, just maybe, your mother loved you—just didn’t know how to show it. What a fucking joke!

No matter how hard you tried to be a good kid, you never had a real relationship with her. Honestly, you never understood what the hell drove her to have a child when she clearly cared about nothing but the military and her stupid stars. (You heard she had four now—likely adding a few more soon.)

Meanwhile, you never gave a damn about any of that. Every single day at the elite military boarding school felt like waking up on death row—for twelve straight years. You always wanted to be a queen—or, more realistically, a businesswoman at the helm of a modern tech empire.

Living in luxury—ordering people around a little—and sipping martinis on your private jet as you flew over oil-slick oceans. Was that too much to ask?

Instead, while you dreamed of driving luxury SUVs in designer suits, reality had you learning how to shoot guns in ugly camo male uniforms.

Useful knowledge on a dying planet—but nowhere near satisfying, especially with strict rules banning you from using your skills for real. On Pandora though... there are no such rules. Hm.

At school, eventually, every boy wanted to be your "friend"—and thanks to your seemingly adorable (but actually ruthlessly persuasive) personality—you had them all eating out of your hand by the time you graduated. (You'd swear you didn’t even do it on purpose.)

Even though you went from pathetic loser to top of your class and one of the most talented snipers in the state, you refused to pursue a professional military career—just to spite your calculating mother.

Instead, you leveraged every one of your talents into the business world—transforming from a nobody into a full-blown predator.

Your skills, your ambitions, your face (which is, objectively, pretty damn good-looking) all culminated in that long-distance message five years ago that blindsided you during a smog-alert Wednesday afternoon: If you're willing to step out of your comfy executive chair for ten years, come to Pandora, and negotiate the colonization deal with the enemy chieftain in an Avatar body—after multiple assassination attempts failed—then not only will you be paid a salary that’ll make you piss yourself, but if you succeed, your company will be the one overseeing all the tech development on Pandora. The money will flood in.

Considering that back on Earth the economy was already collapsing and people had started killing each other instead of spending their money, it didn’t sound like a bad deal—especially with that billion-dollar payday on the table if you pulled it off. You still don’t quite know how you're going to do it. But hell, you’ll wag your blue alien tail for Jake Sully on all fours if that’s what it takes to seal the deal.

The real problem is the execution: bribing a marine who's devoted to protecting the natives? It's a thrilling challenge—but maybe for the first time in your life, you don't have a complete plan. (At least not unless you go with the most humiliating one: seducing him away from his woman. But that would involve way too many situations you'd rather die than deal with, even if the guy looks like Adonis.)

Honestly, you don't get Jake Sully. What kind of lunatic chooses to be a jungle savage hunting buffalo with a spear when they could live in a world with vending machine McDonald’s? There’s no smart home system out there. No AI. Not even hamburgers. It makes no sense.

No alien body—no matter how badass—or sexy half-animal woman is worth giving all that up. (Unless Na'vi avatars came with superpowers... which, sadly, they don’t.) Speaking of alien bodies—

You raise an eyebrow at the giant tank of blue goo floating in front of you, containing a massive, freaky creature with a face disturbingly similar to yours. At least they gave it the big boobs, you admit with a sigh.

Arms crossed, you walk around it, inspecting its sickly thin body, its long, four-fingered hands (freaky as hell, but the scientists had orgasms over achieving that breakthrough), and the deep cut between its legs...

You wonder if it would look the same spread open as a human’s would? Not that you plan to use that part, but still—you try to get a peek. No luck from this angle. Oh well—you'll have plenty of time to study it once you’re inside it.

Next to you, Arnold—the nerdy little shit from Avatar operations—is practically drooling over his own tank. Annoying little busybody.

Ever since you guys woke up from cryo, he hasn't left you alone. No insult is harsh enough to deter him. He follows you around like a puppy, apparently thinking even your brutal sarcasm is some kind of friendly joke. He probably wants to fuck you—if he weren’t such a pathetic nerd. As it is, he’s just waiting for you to drag him into some maintenance bay and make the first move—which, of course, would happen over your dead body.

Still, you glance at his avatar, floating spread-eagle in the tank, looking even dumber than his human self. And you can’t help but notice that his avatar has the same weird deep cut between the legs. Maybe, you could be more discreet—but that’s not you.

So you blurt out: - Is it just yours that doesn’t have a dick, or are these things all like fucking snails?

Arnold turns tomato-red, immediately launching into a stuttering, scientific explanation about Na'vi anatomy and arousal states— but a rough, gravelly voice cuts him off:

- Hopefully, you'll never find yourself in a situation where you have to see a native's penis in person—otherwise, I'd be terribly disappointed.

And you thought this day couldn’t possibly get any more fucked up.

Your mother stands by the railing, her posture so stiff it’s like she swallowed a stick, a stern expression locked on her face.

- Not that I care about that sort of thing - you say dryly. - What's the plan? When do we get to dive in?

Your mother—no. General Ardmore doesn’t even glance at you as she walks past, handing you a twenty-centimeter-thick stack of documents as if she were giving orders to any random cadet.

- In three days. Assuming you complete the first mission successfully.

Couldn’t they at least let you get over your jet lag? Of course not.

Arnold tries to sneak a glance over your shoulder, until the general cuts off his efforts with a barked, "Schafer, dismissed."

With a stoic face, you flip open the detailed blueprints—of a city, surrounded by a transparent dome with an artificially maintained atmosphere. The first human base on this moon, where, thanks to the air filtration systems, humans could practically live under an open sky.

An engineering masterpiece, laid out in perfect detail on every page. The aesthetic leaves a lot to be desired, but that’s exactly where your company comes in.

- We've scheduled a diplomatic meeting with the natives for after the second eclipse tomorrow. Since my people are only good at using weapons, I’m counting on you to represent humanity as an independent civilian—at least on paper. What you’re holding in your hands is the future of humanity, the fate of an entire species. It’s an incredibly important plan, and if they don’t accept it, we don’t stand a chance.

Naturally, there’s no "Wow, you’ve grown so much these past fifteen years while I completely ignored your existence, sweetie."

Just business. Dry, no foreplay.

- And exactly who am I supposed to give this little lecture to, about how wonderful it will be for them to have their beloved trees bulldozed down and replaced with piles of metal?

- Currently, their leader is a young male named Tarsem, but it’s mostly a symbolic role. He is a primitive half-beast. I doubt they’ll send him. Jake Sully is their military leader—and 'the brains' of the entire tribe—but it’s unlikely he'll appear in person. I suspect he’ll send someone in his place while he watches the meeting site, ready to jump in if needed.

- Fantastic.

So, chances are, you’ll have heavily armed blue monkey-men watching your every move from the bushes—you’re starting to miss military school a little.

- You’ll find a crash course on the Na'vi in the last few pages. I’d start there if I were you. There are a few topics they’re particularly sensitive about.

From what little you know about them, they don't seem much different from the greenpeace diehards who chain themselves to the last dying trees. Spiritual hippies who believe in "the sacred power of goodness" and other such bullshit. You probably won’t have any problems—unless you accidentally trample their precious grass.

You expect someone young, maybe a warrior, a little less primitive than the rest.

Though it doesn’t really matter. Whoever they send, your mission is clear: convince them that whatever crap you’re selling is, in fact, good for them. You hum thoughtfully over the heavy paragraphs detailing the environmental devastation plans—surely, they’ll love that—while inside, your mind already starts racing. At any cost, they said.

Negotiation, lying, blackmail—or, if needed, a much... subtler form of manipulation. Perfect. If it were humans you were dealing with, this would be a walk in the park. But you’ve never even seen a real Na'vi before.

Outside, under Pandora’s sky, a different life pulses. A world you don’t understand—but whose fate now rests in your hands.You have one day to prepare. One day to become a god—or be torn apart by the natives of a foreign world. The rules will be different here—but so are you.

Those savages have never met anyone like you. Of that, you’re sure.

- One more piece of advice. - The general’s voice never softens; she’s always the same—cold, focused, ruthlessly efficient. - For the sake of success, you’d better not mention the name Ardmore to them. Let them think they’re negotiating with peaceful civilian humanity. If you get them to accept the pact and the western region becomes a war-free zone, you’ll receive half the payment. If you fail...

She doesn’t finish the sentence. She knows—just like you do—that you’ve never failed in your life, no matter how hard the world tried to break you.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: Tamed by the Starlight :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

Neteyam hadn’t exactly been eager to meet more humans in the past few years, aside from the scientists who had been a part of his daily life since childhood.

However, the fact that his father had personally asked him to take on an important mission—after five long years of not even being allowed to hunt alone—overrode any lingering resentment. Finally, he felt useful again—and he tried to ignore the fact that his younger brother—whom he once had to protect—was now practically glued to his side like a bodyguard.

Their father had been adamant when Neteyam tried to argue that he could take care of himself. He had made it clear: they would be close by, ready to step in if anything went wrong with the so-called "peacekeepers."

Neteyam tried not to dwell on how much he had changed over the years—how much he had been forced to change. He had once been a skilled warrior, the pride of his people, entrusted with any task without hesitation.

Now, whenever he thought of "humans," images of machine guns flashed before his eyes, and a deep, uncomfortable tension settled in his gut. He knew—at least intellectually—that the peacekeepers often sided with the Na'vi just as much as with their own species, sometimes even clashing with other humans.

But he couldn't fully shake the unease. Who would the RDA send? A high-ranking official? General Ardmore herself? No—that seemed unlikely. That woman, with all the blood on her hands, would never dare show herself unguarded.

- I bet it’s going to be some pretty human chick - Lo'ak commented casually after Neteyam asked him what he was thinking about. - They want to convince us, right? So they'll definitely send the cutest one.The peacekeepers always send the better-looking women.

In the end, it didn’t matter. If what they asked wasn’t beyond the price of the truce the Omatikaya had already offered, he would agree.

He wanted peace. He wanted to get rid of the nerve-wracking sound of gunfire, which he had hated for as long as he could remember—and which, for the last five years, had filled him with a deep, paralyzing dread. The forest watched their approach in near silence, broken only by the distant cries of birds.

Neteyam’s eyes scanned the surroundings continuously, instinctively searching for any hint of danger as they neared their destination: the old military outpost on the edge of their territory. It was now rarely used—only for meetings like this one, under the peacekeepers’ supervision.

Every nerve ending in his body screamed caution, but he knew his duty: much depended on this, and knowing Lo'ak, he would have to stay alert for the both of them. The metallic hatch of the old cabin groaned as he pushed it open, moving ahead of his brother to shield him if an ambush awaited. Some things never changed.

But inside, it wasn't at all what he expected: No weapons. No soldiers.

Just one large table, piled with papers—and behind it, your gaze met his.

Something clenched tight in his stomach as he looked you over—an ordinary human, yet unlike any he had ever seen.

You didn’t look insignificant or pitiful like the others—even with the mask hiding half your face.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: Tamed by the Starlight :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

You wear a midnight-black blazer—your favorite one—the same you had worn while sealing countless deals back on Earth.

Your opponent likely had never seen a human dressed like this before—and he was visibly taken aback by how the fabric clung to your body.

You lean your hands casually against the table, watching his every move from behind your sleek, custom-made breathing mask, like a predator studying prey that had just wandered into its trap. He’s surprisingly... not as repulsive as his kind usually are.

Young, probably just reached adulthood—though you have no idea how these creatures age. Apparently, they grow up faster than humans, or so you read in the briefing last night.

His muscles have a soft, athletic build, like someone trained hard for years but recently shifted to a less grueling lifestyle—something you had seen before in injured soldiers.

Honestly, you’re a little impressed. You’ve seen pictures of Na'vi before, but if you had to rank them by appearance, this one would definitely be on top—both in physique and face.

You wonder which type he is—or if, maybe, he’s something completely different, outside human categories. Finally, the boy—no, the man—breaks eye contact, unable to withstand the intensity of your gaze, and looks away.

Oh? He is categorizable after all: the shy type. Performance anxiety. Mild self-esteem issues. You smirk, victorious.

But just then, another young male—this one much cockier—saunters in, takes one look at you, and grins.

- Hah, told ya'! - he nudges the taller one, flashing sharp fangs in a teasing smile.

Shit, you think. The exact opposite. Maybe this won’t be so easy after all.

Next chapter

[miange1]

can u write alpha neteyam with a reader who smells like an omega to na'vi but he has no idea because the human world doesn't use a/b/o ?

male reader ofc :3

NETEYAM

summary: you smell good

male reader, bottom reader, human reader, elite omegaverse knowlage, knotting, sniffing and it's kinda weird, "scent glands" which is just where readers smell is strongest, almost passing out during sex , they have tinted blue cum idc what u say gang, salivating, being feral

note: ts is so cringe

you smelled so good. so, so good and you didn't even notice it. his legs were bent in front of him, and his eyes fixated on the back of your neck. he could practically see your aroma from how good he could smell it.

his tail swished from side to side, like a clocks hand, ears perked and pupils blown out. "neteyam, do you have asthma?" he flinched, head tilting and a confused expression etched on his face. "do i have what?"

you turned over, "asthma, something that affects your breathing." he shook his head, practically asking you why you would ask that. "you're breathing really hard, nete." he felt embarrassed, a blue hue from his nape to his cheeks spreading over his striped skin.

"i am sorry..truly.." he'd try to control it better. his rut was around the corner..he didn't want to tell you because you didn't want to think it was your absolute priority. plus, did you even know what it was?

"it's fine, im only messing with you." you flashed him a smile turning back to your work. in a few moments, neteyams nose was at the skin of your neck. he would smell along it, as if trying to get off to it without making it obvious.

your smell was absolutely divine. his hands came to your waist area, squeezing but not too hard as to crack something. his erection pressed against his loincloth, and i look of realization had hit you.

"fuck, teyam we can't do it here.." neteyam should his head, whining in your ear turning somewhat into a discreet growling.

"now." he hadn't been asking, not being sweet and caring like usual.

'please? need you..'

'i promise just for a little while.'

'i'll be gentle..'

you looked around, not seeing many people but you could hear them. if that was the case, then they would be able to hear you too if you were too loud

"fine just—" his fingers worked at your pants, the buttons and zipper breaking off and the clicking and rolling of the button being audible against the cold floor.

neteyam changed his position, becoming half of his height as he's rest on his knees. he'd grind himself onto your bare ass, his blue pre leaking so much you felt it drip between your ass and giving your back a shivering sensation.

"c'mon, don't tease.." you'd whine, looking behind you to see what he was doing. he had asked for it, why was he getting you so worked up just to take his sweet time.

his eyes went to yours, his tongue flicking over his sharp teeth which looked almost bigger in size, and sharper as well.

his tail lashed being him, and he'd slip the tip inside quickly. he'd slam inside you quicker if he could, but fuck you were so tight and he was too big to go hard instantly.

he leaned over you, his hand keeping hold on your hips and gripping the edge of the table as some things would clatter against the ground. he'd inch in, slow, and it burned real bad. the only thing used as lube was the lubricant his dick produced by itself.

your moan was raspy, and strained and a groan came with it, a groan of pain from the raw feeling.

"teyam , teyam! i can't , please.." already begging, he needed to hear even more.

his hips would slap against your ass, a loud clapping noise before his head leaned back and his hair falling over his shoulder. his eyes would close, and yet another animalistic growl-mixed-groan emitted from his throat. he was savoring your tight heat, feeling you clench, as if your body was trying to suck him inside even deeper.

"fìtxan som.. nìftxan sang— my hì'i syulang."

his hips went back, fingers clawing into your skin as he thrusted back all of himself in there. the table would screech against the floor, and your eyes would get blurry with tears the more you felt him inside, the more his pace quickened, the more eager he seemed to be.

your body would jut forward with each movement, your feet not even touching the ground any longer.

"mm— ahnm! oh, fuckkk.."

you'd gasp feeling so damn full. it felt as if he was getting bigger and pulsing inside of you, felt like his dick was adding weight onto you.

neteyams mind was beyond clouded, the words 'mate, breed, impregnate' just repeating in his mind over and over, he was losing himself all over you and the way that you smelled. "neteyam , neteyam , neteyam!" his name leaving your lips so breathlessly.

he took a stop, his cocks length twitching as he would wince and feel his release inside of you. it would all gush out, his knot pulsating the more he had cum inside of you.

you took a breather yourself, chest heaving and body sweaty and hot. fuck, was he okay?

"shit, what was that..?" your head rested on the table for a moment, still catching your own breath. "teyam , you can pull out now." neteyam flinched a little, embarrassment coursing through him.

"well..well um, i would but." he'd tug a bit, but his dicks knot was swelled inside of you.

"im stuck."

[isoliawrites]

I'm here

Sully Family x Son!Reader

Word count: a lot

01 02

Prologue

⚠️ : Blood, Swearing

Y/n was the second youngest member of the sully family. Born on 2157, he is one year younger than Lo'ak and Kiri. Y/n was born with a streak of white hair and the color of his skin was lighter than an avatar. He was also a bit small compare to his siblings. Physically Y/n was told that he would be weak and not as strong as a normal avatar, this was said by the other scientists seeing that Y/n had a hard time breathing right after he qas born, but Jake believed that Y/n is just as strong as his siblings.

One thing that concerns them is Y/n's hair. It was never seen before and Jake had to explain to Neytiri back at Earth there are some people with heterochromia that could result different colors in their body. Neytiri might still be confused about it but when she saw Y/n for the first time she immediately loved him. The only left is how others view him.

Growing up Y/n never really interacted with others because he could feel the weird stares from them even if he was a child. Some of them have already gotten used to Y/n's appearance but the other kids might see his hair a bit weird, resulting in Y/n finding it hard to make friends. But he got his family so why should he be worried?

"Wait for me!!" Little Y/n said as he tried to keep up with his siblings, the kids were running through the forest trying to hide from their parents as they were playing a series of police game their father taught them. "Don't be too loud Y/n! They'll hear us" Kiri said to him while running. Neteyam leads the pack as they went under the leaves and roots of the trees. He stopped and looked at his younger siblings, "Let's split up so we don't lose immediately like last time"

They immediately scattered and Y/n follows Neteyam to his hiding spot. "Y/n? Go you need to hide" Neteyam pushed Y/n away "b-but we always hiwde together" Y/n said as he grabs Neteyam's hand with both of his own. "Y/n..." Neteyam can't stand his baby's brother cuteness "Alright alright you can hide with me but don't be noisy" "Yay!"

"Y/n!" Neteyam shushed him as he giggles

Not even a couple of minutes both of you can hear Lo'ak screaming and running away as your father's voice was not far heard. Neteyam peaked through the small crack between the rocks and saw Lo'ak being drag by his father to the jail area. "Alright, Y/n I need you to stay here until either I get back or dad"

"Okay...but return fast" Y/n held up his little pinky to Neteyam. He smiled and seals the pinky promise, then he sneakily went outside to try and save his stubborn other brother.

Y/n was left alone in a dark hiding spot, minutes went by and he hide there patiently waiting for his parents or Neteyam to find him. He was getting tired and bored of waiting.

He can't help but get excited when he heard a rustle, and thought it was someone coming to find him so he just gets out of his hiding spot. But when he got out he instead saw an adult thanator looking at him. Y/n screamed and runs away as it started to chase after him.

Jake and Neytiri were busy chasing around the other kids and keeping them in place when suddenly they heard Y/n's scream. They both looked at eachother with panic in their eyes "Oh my Eywa, Y/n!" Neytiri shouted, Jake took off running towards the direction. Praying and hoping he'll be alright.

Y/n ran as fast as his little legs can take him but the thanator was getting close and closer every minute. Luckily Y/n saw a small opening under a tree that was located near a ledge that leads to a pond. He immediately tries to get there but before he could the creature clawed one of his leg, causing Y/n to fall over the ledge. He rolls down and landed near the pond. At this point Y/n was shouting and crying for his dad, the pain on his legs didn't make it better either.

The creature landed infront of him, ready to attack again when Jake finally caught up and throws the spear at the creatures abdomen causing it to immediately fall and scram. Luckily he had a spear because he had just finished hunting today.

"Y/N! Oh my god, no no no.." Jake held Y/n in his arms carefully, his hand was stained with Y/n's own blood. "D-daddy..I-I'm scared" "I know baby, I know come on we'll get you home. Stay awake for me alright?" Jakes tries his best to stop the bleeding but then Y/n screamed "It hurts daddy!" Jake was shaking at this point because Y/n was loosing blood. He carefully lifts him up in his arms and began to ran back while carefully trying not to make the pain worse.

"I-It..hurts..." Y/n managed to say as his eyes were getting drowsy little by little. "Y/n! Wake up! Come on don't sleep, everything's going to be fine- baby come on be strong. We're almost home" Jake keeps on repeating it but as much as Y/n tried to stay awake, the pain and exhaustion gets to him eventually.

Y/n can hear his father shouting for him but he can't make up the words. Before Y/n passed out, the last thing he hear was Neytiri's scream

Y/n slowly opens his eyes and saw that he was in a room full off machine and some are attached to him. Y/n began to panic and tries to get up but the doors immediately opened "Y/n!" He saw his mother came into the room and his first instinct was that he wanted to be held by his parents.

He reaches for Neytiri and she went to Y/n's side, holding his hand and hugging him. Y/n sobbed a little as Neytiri kisses his forehead to comfort him while thanking Eywa for saving his life.

Not long after Y/n heard another footsteps and it was Jake, with a baby in his arms. Y/n knew immediately that it was his baby sister. Jake gives the baby to Neytiri and went to lay next to Y/n carefully and he leans into his father's warmth.

Jake wipes away his tears and also kisses his forhead. After Y/n stopped crying his attention shift to the small sleeping figure. "What is her name?" Neytiri smiled at him before answering, "Tuk. Tuktirey te Suli Neytiri'ite" "Tuwk. She's so small" Y/n repeats, and Jake chuckles at his son.

Y/n tries to remove the wires attached to him but Jake quickly stops him "Don't, Y/n."

"But.." Y/n quietly say as Neytiri held his hand. "I know... we'll get if off as soon as you're better alright?" He said as he stroked your hair.

"Is your leg still hurting?" Jake asked and Y/n shakes his head "Can I still play with Lo'ak, Nete, Kiri and Spidew?" Y/n asked

"Of course you can, but first you need to rest so you can get better" "But I want to sleep in my bed with daddy and mommy... I don't want to sleep here.." Neytiri squeeze Y/n's hand reassuringly. She can't stand seeing her child in this state. When Jake came back with Y/n, she was scared to death seeing him bleeding and unconscious. She was also close with her due and she doesn't want to lose a child on an important day.

Y/n was out for a couple of days and Jake had to make sure that Neytiri isn't stressing out because it might harm the baby. Neytiri was heartbroken because Y/n was so excited to meet his little sister. Thankfully Neytiri was able to deliver safely and the baby was healthy.

Y/n had to stay there for a while and he hated every single second of it. He felt scared and alone. He cannot see his siblings yet other than Tuk who was aslsep in his mother's arms mostly. Neytiri and Jake make sure to take turn to visit Y/n every single day.

He thought that everything would be back to the way it used to be but since that event Y/n was forbid to be out of Jake's sight or even go out to the forest alone or with his siblings. He was only allowed to go if either Neytiri or Jake was with him. In result Y/n spends his time almost everyday at home.

At first he was alright with it, thinking that Jake just wanted to protect him. But as time passes he started to notice that he also was constantly overlooked by his father and when he asked him to go and train together with Nete and Lo'ak he would always refused. Sometimes Y/n was upset with his father and often felt ignored by him until to the point where he felt like his father forgot he existed. All of this started when the sky people came back, of course it was the more reason he wasn't allowed to go out to the forest.

<Present day>

Y/n was with his grandmother, Mo'at. It was really something he would do around the camp. He only ever went out with either his parents and it was only on special occasions. Y/n was dying of boredom and he would always felt sad and jealous when the others can go out and play while he would have to stay behind. Tuk would sometime sneak out with the rest but Jake was too soft on her and she would get away with it.

Well let's say that Y/n didn't have the same privilege as Tuk. And sure the event he had was traumatic but sometimes he longed to be in the forest. He had asked Jake about it and his answer was always like "your not careful enough"

He would spend his time learning about making things from scratch, listening to music/radio that Jake gave him, and helping around the camp. Sometimes helping Kiri tend to the wounded.

Suddenly Tuk came in jumping with joy "Y/n! Come on! They are here!" Before Y/n could react Tuk takes his hand and drags him out of the tent.

Outside he saw Kiri and Spider "Y/n do you feel better?" Kiri asked, and Y/n responded with a nod. "Why did you sneak inside there bro? You know that place isn't for playing around.." Spider commented. "I was just curious" Y/n folded his arms in annoyance. "Plus dad already scolded me, so sadly I don't need anymore scolding monkey brain." Y/n chuckles a bit before running to catch up on Tuk "Hey! It's monkey boy. Not monkey brain!"

Tuk ran to their mother while Y/n noticed that their father looked pissed. He looks at his brother, Neteyam and noticed that he is injured. He knew where this is going so he just greeted his mother first, "Are you feeling alright Y/n?"

"I'm okay" he responded quietly and hugged his mother. Neytiri hugs him back and stroke his head, yesterday Y/n accidentally inhaled a black powder from opening a bullet in the armory. He coughed uncontrollably and had a hard time to breathe, luckily Norm and Jake was there.

Neytiri never hated those weapons more in her life and for sometime she was upset that they are raiding the sky people's weapon. As he was treated Neteyam and Lo'ak stayed beside him, Y/n was always their 'baby brother' since they were kids. Not only that, because of his white hair he was always picked on by other kids and his brothers are the one who always defended him.

After greeting his mother, Y/n stared at Neytiri and asked "Mother, when can I join you and dad? Also can I please try and seek my own ikran? I'll be careful.." Neytiri couldn't resist his son's pleading but she can't do much if her husband hasn't agree with it. "When the time comes you may, you know your father is very cautious of the sky people" "But what if my ikran comes by itself and friendly? Like Kiri" Neytiri chuckles "Your not Kiri, you are Y/n." She caress Y/n's cheek gently as he huffs in disappointment, then Tuk joined the conversation "What about me mommy?" "You know the answer Tuk" Neytiri said as she picked her up

Y/n looked at his brothers who were being scold by their dad, Y/n couldn't stand it anymore, it is always the same thing again and again. Lo'ak gets into trouble and Neteyam always tries to protect Lo'ak from their father's wrath. But this time their father keep on scolding them while Neteyam is injured. Finally Y/n speaks up "Neteyam is hurt." Jake looks at him "Yes. I am aware-" "then we should treat the wound" Y/n cuts him off. It was silence for a moment until Jake speaks again "Kiri, help with the wounded."

"My brother is also injured" Kiri said implying to what Y/n said earlier. "Father, I take full responsibility" Neteyam tried to ease his father's wrath but Jake responds back "Yes, because you are the oldest and you must behave accordingly." Y/n grabs his mother's hand and looked at her. Neytiri understood what he meant and finally speaks "Ma Jake, your son is bleeding"

"It doesn't matter, mother."

"Yes it does. It could get infected" said Y/n. Jake looks at him before looking at his wife. "Go in and get patched up" Neteyam was dismissed and the others went along with Kiri except Y/n.

Jake looks at Lo'ak "You must be aware that you almost had your brother killed. You are banned from flying for a month." Lo'ak stayed silent, accepting the punishment

Since the sky people invaded back Jake has been quite hard on his sons and Y/n being the youngest was also included. Despite that Y/n still can't venture out to the forest anymore since they have to go on hiding and he was forbid to go to the forest alone even though he was already old enough. Lo'ak and the others were allowed only until eclipse but Y/n was still not allowed. The worse part is that he never gets an explanation from Jake.

Y/n remembers the time back when he was younger his father was not this strict and he nevers get mad at them, "Look at me" Y/n was snapped back to reality. He looked around and Lo'ak was already gone.

Jake crouched down to look at his youngest son, Y/n slowly looks at him. He never spends anymore more time with his father as he grew older because Jake was so focused on Lo'ak and Neteyam. "So how are you feeling?" Jake asked, Y/n was surprised by the question "I'm fine.." was all he could say. He wanted to hear those words since yesterday but Jake left because there was a problem.

"Y/n...I know how much you want to be out there but we both that you're not ready yet" he said while looking at Y/n. Jake always knew deep down he can't keep him forever in the camp because Y/n was just as stubborn like him. This wasn't the first time Jake disscuss this with Y/n because he would always ask him if he has the chance. Y/n wanted to protest but he can't because he still respects his father.

Jake then stands up and began to walk away, Y/n looked back at his father and mustered up the courage to stop him. "Dad! Then can we please spend time together? I want to go out and explore....and I missed you" the last part was very quiet but Jake hears it. Jake thinks for a moment before looking back at Y/n, his eyes was not as grumpy as before. "Underneath the big old tree?" Y/n's ear perked up, he was happy that his father still remembers that place. Y/n nodded and Jake left to do his other work.

Y/n went inside the tent and as usual it was lively and noisy because mostly it was Neteyam hissing from the pain while their grandmother treat his wounds. "You alright Nete?" Y/n asked, "Never been better- ow!" he winced again. Kiri voiced her opinion about using Yalnabark to Mo'at but she reminded her who was the tashik here, Y/n knew that Kiri was going to be a great tashik one day, after witnessing her relationship with Eywa he couldn't help but be amazed by her. He sat beside Lo'ak and stroke his hand, although he was younger than Lo'ak, Y/n has always been there to comfort him. Lo'ak looks at him and leans his head on Y/n's shoulder.

Outside, Neytiri approached her lover "What is it" Jake asked. "Neteyam and Lo'ak try to live up to you. It's hard for them."

"I know" Jake answered

"And Y/n. You are hard on them." Neytiri added, "I'm their father. That's my job" he told her. Neytiri puts her hand on his shoulder and looked at him "This is not a squad. This is family" Her tone serious. Jake stops whatever he was doing and exhale for a moment "I thought we had lost him. It's the same feeling when Y/n had that accident and that memory replays on my mind"

Neytiri looks at him for a moment. It was a traumatic event for the family especially when Y/n was the youngest at that time. Neytiri cups his lovers face and makes him look her in the eyes, "Ma Jake. He is here, with us. Alive and safe, can't you see that?" "He was only four when that happend. If only I had been quicker on-" Neytiri interrupts him with a kiss which is something rare "Stop blaming yourself for something that you cannot prevent" Jake still blames himself with what happends to Y/n and just hours ago he almost lost his other sons.

Y/n's POV

The next day went just like I predicted. I was so stupid to think that it could come true. Dad has problems to take care of so he can't spend time with me. Again. I can only think positively that there would always be a next time or a next day. I was extremely sad and upset with him so I went inside my tent to make an accessory for Tuk, at first I felt fine when dad said that to me.

But then now I felt like someone that's.. not even there, useless compare to my older siblings. I wasn't strong like my brothers, or smart and special like Kiri or even as bright and joyful like Tuk... A tear suddenly dropped down from my eye without me even realizing, dad doesn't care how I feel. Am I really that weak?

Suddenly someone came into the tent, I quickly wipe my tears "Y/n are you crying?" It was Lo'ak...Shit, I forget he was grounded.

~~~

Y/n was silent for a while to calm down his feelings, "I was just upset the accessory didn't came out as I wanted" Lo'ak rolls his eyes "You'd never cry over something like that, are you having a bad day?" "I'm not having a bad day."

Lo'ak replied a bit mockingly "You suuuree? Is it because of you getting rejected by a girl again?" "Stop it Lo'ak. I don't like anyone" "So why are you crying?" Y/n looked back at him "I'm not!" "Woww getting defensive are we, yea....you were probably crying"

Y/n clenched his fist and throws the unfinished accessory to Lo'ak "Ow! That hurts you meanie..." "Leave me alone you skxawng!! I HATE YOU!" As much as Y/n loved his brother, sometimes he gets on his nerve "So what if I'm crying?! It's not your business!!" Y/n was shouting at this point and his eyes began to water again. Lo'ak realized that something was really hurting his baby brother. Out of instinct he hugged Y/n.

Y/n hits Lo'ak shoulder "Let me go! You idiot!" He tries to get away from Lo'ak hug but that plan quickly failed.

After calming down, Y/n felt his brother stroking his head trying to comfort him. It was something Y/n would always do to Neteyam and Lo'ak whenever they had a bad day. "It's because of dad isn't it?" Y/n stayed quiet. "Y/n listen to me your not weak" Lo'ak says but Y/n scoffs in response "I can't even defend myself from the bullies and I don't have any kind of freedom. If I'm not weak I could've joined you guys out there"

Lo'ak pulls away from Y/n and holds his shoulder. "Then how about we go an a little adventure?" Lo'ak was smiling at this point and Y/n knew he was up to something. ".....you mean like going out?" "Yeah, while your big brother is here let's go out and explore. I'll take you to our hideout!"

Y/n hesitates for a while, he was afraid Jake would get mad at him. "We'll be home before they'll be here, no one has to know" Y/n thinks for a while before saying "Alright. I haven't seen the forest for some quite time either"

Y/n can't believe this, he was really going out again into the wilderness. Lo'ak was leading them at front and Y/n was at the very back of the line as he was watching over Tuk. Honestly, Y/n didn't agree with her coming with them but everyone always loses with Tuk.

"Lo'ak, are you sure it's safe for Tuk to come with us?" Y/n said as he jumped from one root to another. "It's fine, there's me, Kiri and you"

"But why would you bring her in the first place?" Lo'ak turn to Y/n and Tuk "The honking princess. I'm gossiping. You must not go out to the battlefield. I'll tell mom if you don't take me." Lo'ak said mockingly and Tuk sticks her tongue out in response. "Come on guys! You're so slow" Spider said and they continue their little adventure.

After entering the forest, the others went along while Y/n stayed back for a while. It's been along time since he went into the forest and it was as beautiful as he imagined. He sees various types of plants and animal, and he can hear small chirps here and there, he even met his favorite animal the fan lizard. He slowly walked through the forest admiring everything. He then came across Kiri, sleeping on the forest ground.

He planned waking her up but he saw that she looked so peaceful. It was as if Eywa was with her, the ground around her beating as if it was alive. He decided to give her some time and went somewhere else.

As he went deeper he was stopped when a woodsprite approaching him.

Y/n smiles and overs his hand to it and as it landed on Y/n, his stripes glowed and he felt like a tingle resulting in him giggling. Another woodsprite came and land on his head and another.

His stripes glows even brighter and brighter, Y/n suddenly heard his name being called so he pulled away from the woodsprites and as he walks he saw the ground around him changed, it was full of flowers

"What the.."

"Y/n! Where are you?!" He heard Lo'ak shouted. He thought that maybe he just didn't noticed it before so he ran back to his siblings.

Time passes and they were walking back home when Lo'ak suddenly noticed something on the ground. Y/n looked over it and saw that it was like a na'vi footprint but different.

"We're always supposed to be home by eclipse" Tuk said commented

Lo'ak and Spider looks at the footprints again "Way too big for a human" "Avatars?" Spider asked. "Maybe, but they're sure not ours" they began to follow the footsteps "What are you doing?" Kiri asked. "Shh, I'm tracking" Y/n knew Lo'ak was going to follow it

"I don't think we should follow it" He said to them but none of his siblings listen to him. Lo'ak keeps on moving while the others follow.

Y/n sighs and grabs Tuk hand, hoping one of them would at least listen to him "Let's go home" "No! I also want to know" She refuses. Y/n turned to Kiri and saw her following the rest. Y/n had no choice but to follow his siblings since he wasn't familiar with the way home.

'Dad is going to kill me..' Y/n repeats those words in his mind

The atmosphere was quiet and no one dares to make a sound. Y/n immediately knew where this is was. He remebers their father warning them not to come here. Y/n was about to say something but Lo'ak covers his mouth and pointed in front of them. Y/n froze when saw avatars surrounding the old shack.

"Dad is going to ground you for life" Kiri whispered but Lo'ak just shushed her in response. "Bro, we've got to check this out, let's go" "Lo'ak no!" Y/n shout-whispered at him while grabbing his arms. Lo'ak looks back at Y/n, "We might need to report this to dad, me and Spider will go out so stay here" He answered whispering back. Y/n gave him a 'you serious' look and whispered back "I'm coming with you, if anything both of you are very stubborn" "sounds fair then, let's go" Spider said before going first silently

The three of them sneak from behind the bushes and trees to take a better look. "Bro, that's where your dad and my dad fought" Spider said and Lo'ak commented "That's your dad actual suit" "Holy shit..." both of them looked amazed

"Both of you are unbelievable.." Y/n mumbled grumpily. He saw the avatars going outside and talks to eachother about something. "Better call this in" Lo'ak said. "No bro, we're gonna get in trouble" Spider protest but Lo'ak just takes Y/n's hand and drags him along "Let's go"

Lo'ak immediately called Jake and the others we're listening while Y/n just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

Y/n then heard Lo'ak mentioning their names hesitantly "There's me, Spider, Kiri... Tuk-" Y/n looked at him dead in the eye hoping he wouldn't say his name but Lo'ak didn't seemed to get it

"-and Y/n" Lo'ak looks a bit scared talking to his father and admitting he brought Y/n who was not allowed to go. Y/n can't listen to his father's voice because he doesn't wear any device but then Kiri takes his hand and Tuk's as Lo'ak said "Yes sir, moving out."

"What did dad say Kiri?" Y/n asked. "Of course he told us to get out of here, it's dangerous" Kiri replied and added "Lo'ak is going to be in a lot of trouble and none of us can save him now"

Y/n looked at her "Believe me, I wish his ass get spanked by dad"

Y/n's POV

We immediately stand up and began to retreat. Kiri kept on saying to Lo'ak that he's going to be in so much trouble and hoenstly I agree. Tuk was running infront of us so I immediately catch up to her and grab her hand. "It's almost eclipse, come on" Tuk said and in a second I heard something near us and immediately pushes Tuk behind me as we keep walking.

I turn my head to the group "Lo'ak there's something-" Suddenly someone grabs me and pulled my tsaheylu causing me to scream. The avatar from before held me still so I can't move.

"Y/N!!" My siblings shouted for my name and just like that we were surrounded by the avatars before. Lo'ak and Spider immediately prepares to fight them but they were holding guns.

"Put it down! Or I'll shoot!" I hear one of them say. I tried to fight back the avatar that was holding me but she yanked me up the ground by my hair and held a knife to my throat "Drop it or he gets it!" All of my siblings looked at me and I saw Tuk crying.

"L-Lo" I managed to say while I was in pain. Lo'ak looked at the avatar holding me furiously and finally said "Drop it" Spider lowers down his weapon and they immediately take a hold of everyone and forced them to kneel down harshly. "Get down on the ground. Stop fighting" one of them said as they harshly grab on Kiri's hair. "Check them for weapons" "Kiri!" Everyone was screaming and my head is hurting.

I can't focus on anything, I look at Lo'ak who was treated roughly and Spider. Tuk was scared and crying as they did the same to her. I was also finally set on the ground but her grip was still the same, not letting go and tears rolled down from my eyes seeing my siblings in pain. Tuk was so frightened..

"Tuk.. Tuk calm down, it's alright Tuk" I say to Tuk hoping she would calm down but she saw me crying shouted my name's and Kiri's.

"Be calm" Kiri said to her suprisingly calm although I knew she was also hurting. The soldiers checked us for weapons. After that they gathered us in a circle, the avatar women still has her knife up to my throat so I can't struggle much.

Tuk was looking at me, "Look away Tuk" I said to her shakingly and she did. I prayed to Eywa that our parents can find us soon and I heard the leader speaks, I turn to look at Lo'ak and he was also looking at me. I could see guilt and worry in his eyes, all of us are held captive by some unknown avatars.

~~~ (There's a lot of hair pulling in this scene I don't even know why 💀)

The colonel takes a look at the kids "What have we here?" He said and looked at Spider, probably confused to why there was a human but quickly shifted back it's focus on the others. One of them held Kiri's hand "Look, Colonel. Check it out. 5 fingers, We've got a half-breed" Kiri struggles and the avatar pulled on her head again.

He then turned to Lo'ak "Show me your fingers" Lo'ak looked back at him and raised his middle finger at him. Colonel only chuckles as he turned to Y/n. He sends a signal to his comrade and she lowers her knife from Y/n. "Would you look at this, a new hybird I suppose" Colonel said as he strokes Y/n's white hair. "You reminded me of someone.." he mumbled and Y/n stayed quiet. Eyes glaring at the Colonel as he reaches out and inspects Y/n's face left to right.

"You're his, aren't you?" He asked

Y/n tries to move his face away but the woman yanked his head upwards causing him to winced in pain. Lo'ak hissed at them "Don't touch him!"

He turns to Lo'ak amused. He walked towards him and grabs him by the hair, "Where is he?"

Lo'ak looks at him innocently "Unfortunately I don't speak english...with assholes"

Colonel answered him with a broken na'vi "Where is your father?" Clearly pissed. He pulled on Lo'ak's hair making him groan. Y/n's tail flicked left and right, scared that the soldier will do something to Lo'ak.

"Really? You wanna play it this way" He pulled out a knife and held it infront of Lo'ak.

Y/n's POV

"Don't harm him you fucker!" I shouted to him in english and he immediately stops. Lo'ak and Kiri stared at me before panicking.

He drops Lo'ak and approched me instead. "Y/n!" "No! Stop!" Kiri and Lo'ak shouted continously. "You seems to care for this little crybaby" He grab me from behind so I was facing Lo'ak and he inched the knife closer to my throat.

"Y/N!!"

I can feel the sharp edge piercing my skin. My siblings looked at me in horror and Lo'ak was fighting and pleading for him to stop.

"Hey! Hey! Don't hurt him please, stop it!" Spider shouted to the colonel and he got his attention. The colonel looked at him and drops me to the ground as I breathed out relieved.

"What’s your name kid?" He asked Spider

"Spider, Socorro" The colonel looked at him and asked him to be let go. He kneels infront of Spider and spoke out a name that I haven't even heard before "Miles?"

Spider looked at him with hatred "Nobody calls me that."

"I'll be damned. I figure they sent you back to Earth"

"Can't put babies in cryo dipshit." Spider replied and Colonel just looked at him as he stands up.

He uses his device and started to send coordinates about where we are. They pulled us up and force us to go back to the old shack.

They tied our hands and I was pushed to the ground beside Lo'ak. "What a freak" I hear one of them say. I completely stayed still, even though I've been hearing it for years it still bothers me in some way.

Lo'ak helps me sit up and hissed at them while they laughed. "You alright? Don't listen to them" He pulled me close and looked at my wound. "It's not that deep, I'm fine." I reassure him. His face was upset and sad so I just leaned on him. Sure the wound stings but it's bearable.

He held my hand, trying to comfort me. I was exhausted and my whole body ached at this point.

I heard an audio being played and they are pointing out it was dad and mom. I peeked over behind me and saw that they were watching a video of them battling. The colonel looked at me "Now I know why you're so familiar. A spitting image of your mother"

I hissed at him and turn away from them.

Hours passed by and the sun had already set. It was getting pretty dark. I was being held by the avatars when I suddenly hear a familiar calling. My ears perked up, trying to locate where the sound was. I look at Tuk and she seems to notice it too.

It was mom, I let out a small smile knowing that our parents are here. The others began to notice and stand on their ground on guard.

I saw that Kiri was praying to Eywa, the avatar told her to shut up but she didn't listen. But then in a flash the avatar that was holding her got shot in the head.

~~

The soldiers pushed away the kids and began to fire at Neytiri. Lo'ak triggers the smoke bom on the soldier and began to bite his way out of their grip. The others followed and as they began to run one of them grabbed Kiri's hair but got shot. Y/n was behind her and the colonel grip his hair, pulling him back as he fall.

"Lo'ak!" Y/n shouted in full panic. Lo'ak turned around and tries to go back for Y/n but Spider holds him back. "Lo'ak! Keep going!!" "LET GO! THEY HAVE Y/N!" "DON'T BE RECKLESS! JAKE AND NEYTIRI IS STILL THERE!" Spider shouted back at him. Lo'ak was conflicted but he knew that if he goes back the situation might get worse.

Quartich pulled Y/n beside him as he take cover. Y/n tried to run but Quartich wrapped his arm around him and reloaded his weapon. Y/n shouted in pain and his wound was pressed down. After he was done he covers Y/n's mouth to prevent him from making any noise and points his gun at him.

"Is that you, Mrs. Sully? I recognize your calling card!" Quartich shouted. Neytiri's breath hitched as she knew her son was being held by him. Quartich instructs one of the soldier to sneak around and kill Neytiri. Y/n tries to shout to warn his mom but his mouth was shut.

"Sh sh... don't want to ruin the surprise now do we?" Quartich said.

"Why don't you come on out Mrs. Sully? You seemed to drop one of your kids here. Why don't we have a little trade hm? Your son for our unfinished business."

Neytiri thinks for a while very carefully as she also ensures her other children are already at safety. She took a deep breath. Now she only have to save Y/n and kill the man holding her son.

"Demon! I will stop you as many times as I have to." She censored some of her words because she doesn't want Y/n to hear it.

"You and the corporal have been pretty busy haven't you? Got yourself a whole litter of half-breeds, I found one here looking exactly like his mother."

Quartich drags Y/n out of hiding. "Would be ashamed for this one to pass on early". Neytiri could hear Y/n muffled scream.

Y/n saw one of the soldiers pointing to where his mom were at and he started to trash around hoping his mother would noticed. As the soldier attempt to fire, an arrow suddenly shot him. Neteyam came in view.

Neytiri quickly shot quartich in the shoulder resulting his grip on Y/n to fall. Y/n quickly ran to where his mother were, he tried to go to Nete but the soldiers were in the way and he saw Jake pushing Neteyam out of the way.

"Mom!" Y/n shouted. Neytiri was not far up the branch above him. She quickly pulled Y/n up and began to run. As they were running, a rocket gun was fired at them, Neytiri and Y/n falls down to the ground but Neytiri quickly gets back up "Y/n! Get up!"

Y/n's ear was ringing but his mother pulled him up and they began to run again. They met Kiri who was shouting for Spider's name. Y/n looked down as saw he was hit, the soldiers were coming closer and Neytiri drag Kiri out from there.

Y/n was upset that Spider was taken from them. But that feeling soon was replaced with huge relief as he saw the rest. "Nete!" Y/n shouted as he ran to hug him. "Y/n! Are you okay?" Neteyam was looking for injury and saw that Y/n's neck had a cut. Neteyam looked at Lo'ak who were looking down. "I'm fine Nete" Y/n said as he looked at Kiri who were crying that Spider was taken

Y/n's POV

"Y/n." Dad called me, I looked up at him. His emotions were unreadable, I didn't know if he is upset or what. "Dad-"

Before I could finish talking he immediately noticed my neck "Don't talk, your wound might get worse" he said to me. I instinctively shut up and look down.. dad is probably mad at me after what I did. "I'm sorry" I whispered. He walked closer to me and pulled me into a hug. "There's no need to apologize I'm glad your safe"

I hugged him back and Tuk joined. Definitely was not expecting a hug but I could use some of that. After a while all of us went back to the camp. Mo'at was taking care of my wound when Tuk suddenly came inside

"Y/n, I think we are leaving"

[byunpum]

Hi!! I'm not sure if your requests are open but if they are could you write some angst to fluff with neteyam x lo'ak x human reader? It can be about anything you want, maybe some love confession after an argument? Idk i just need more of those two😩 btw i LOVE your work!! I just spend like 2hs reading your whole masterlist. 🙌🏻🙌🏻😍

Pair: Neteyam x Human-mix reader x Lo'ak

Warning: none, jealousy, teasing, softness

Note: I wanted to use my reader, which is a mix of human and navi, so that it could breathe without any problem in pandora. If you want to know more about it "HERE". Also @rosaliedepp thanks for stopping by my blog, I love to know that you like my work. Even if I'm not updating much. <3

AVATAR MASTERLIST

"Are you sure Y/N is around here?" speaks neteyam, walking beside his younger brother. "Of course I am, kiri told me she was on this beach" says lo'ak, tapping his brother on the shoulder to calm him down. Lo'ak and neteyam have always been close, they have a very strong relationship. But they have always had different tastes, and this sometimes made their relationship not very good. But they did have one interest that they shared and that was you. Both of them continued walking along the coast, they had planned to take you for a walk along some lagoons they had found some days ago. In the distance they could see your figure, but were surprised when they saw another larger figure next to you.

As they got closer they saw that it was you and Rotxo. Rotxo was sitting on the sand and you were in front of him. The boy was tying a rope around your waist, both of you were laughing. Talking about the things of the day. Lo'ak and neteyam gave each other a look. What was going on? Since when were you and rotxo so close? They hurried over, already a little agitated. But they tried to control their discomfort. When they got completely close, neteyam held his younger brother's hand. He knew that lo'ak could be a bit impulsive. You look up to see your two boys. "Hello" you speak, your tone seemed happy. Rotxo waves as well, as he continues to work on the knot of the clothing you had created.

Rotxo had invited you to create some new sets of clothing. You had told him some time ago that you wanted to learn how to create clothes in the metkayina style. And Rotxo didn't hesitate to invite you, and you two had become very close lately. It wasn't romantic at all, you had become best friends. You shared a lot in common, interests, hobbies. You didn't think that you and Roxo could create a strong bond, but you did. Lately you were always with him, you wanted to learn everything about the Metkayina clan, and Rotxo was prepared to teach you. Many talked about your relationship with rotxo, and the comments had reached the ears of both boys. "hello?ahhh y/n what are you doing?" asks neteyam, approaching your side. You look up, and give neteyam a smile. Lo'ak approaches rotxo, looking at where the man's hands were placed.

"Roxto is helping me adjust this skirt…we made it together" you speak, you looked so happy. "Yes…you look very pretty" rotxo speaks. Lo'ak and neteyam give each other a few looks. "Y/n…weren't we going to the lagoon?" says lo'ak, feeling neteyam punch him in the arm. You looked so comfortable next to rotxo, smiling and joking with your friend. "Ahhh that's right, rotxo do you want to come?" you look at rotxo, but as you start to speak but lo'ak interrupts you. "It was just the three of us?" says lo'ak. There was an awkward silence, until you hear rotxo let out a small smile. "Y/n don't worry," rotxo says, stroking your hands. He could see your face suddenly change to one of sadness. "I have to go with ao'nung….I think I have to do something" rotxo gets up from the sand, cleaning himself a little. You walk over to him, and give him a hug. Letting your head lay on his stomach. "See you later!!!" you speak. Neteyam was getting cranky, since when did you have so much trust with rotxo.

You say goodbye to Rotxo as you watch the boy walk away. You feel someone put their hand on the crown of your hair. "Babe… are we leaving?" asks neteyam. "Yeah sure" you speak, taking his hand. "Come on come on…the lagoon has to be empty now" says lo'ak bending to give you a kiss on the cheek. You laugh a little, and push lo'ak away. They all run towards the ilus, traveling towards the beautiful lagoon. It was inside the jungle of one of the islands. It was a remote place, and not many people used to go there. So it was the perfect place to stay and spend some time together. You arrive at the shore, leaving your illus playing. Running to where the water was clearer and warmer. Some time passed, after swimming and playing until you felt very tired, you sat down on the shore. You were sitting between lo'ak's legs, leaning your back against his chest. As you watched neteyam approach your feet. And playfully bites your toes. "Hey…that hurts" you giggle, neteyam slides down your body. He unloads his body on top of yours, settling his head on your chest. You start playing with some braids, while enjoying the quiet.

"Y/n" says lo'ak. You continue to play with neteyam's hair, replying with a 'mmm?'.

"You and rotxo… have become very close" says lo'ak with a hint of sarcasm, you notice the difference in the tone of voice. Neteyam raises his head a little, he was also interested in your answer. "mmm yes, we are very good friends. I can say he is my best friend" you speak. You hear how lo'ak laughs, you look up to look at the boy from above. "What are you laughing about? He is my friend" you say a little angry. "So what are we to you?" asks neteyam. You remain silent, settling yourself more into lo'ak's chest, while now placing your hands on the sides of neteyam's face. "You are different…you are" just as you were about to speak, noises began to be heard coming from the undergrowth. You settled down, separating yourselves from each other, sitting down quickly. You watched as Kiri came out of the brush, you felt more relaxed. After all it was Kiri, she knew what was going on between the three of you.

"Mom is looking for you guys…it's getting late," says Kiri. You started to get up from the ground. "Kiri, who told you we were here?" asks Neteyam. "Rotxo…I thought y/n was with him, so I went and asked him where she was" speaks Kiri. Neteyam scoffs a little, and starts walking towards his ilu. You noticed that he was a bit annoyed, lo'ak on the other hand stays by your side. Placing his hand on your high back to guide you towards your ilu. "Come on…I don't want any trouble with dad" says lo'ak. As the foursome begin their journey home. …. …. The next morning, you wake up later than the others. You could hear the voices of the other family members as you wiped your eyes and shifted uncomfortably in your hammock. As soon as you moved your head you got a horrible headache. You began to complain, attracting the attention of neytiri, who was already approaching your hammock. You had left with the sully's when they moved out of the clan. It was a difficult thing for you, norm was your foster father and moving away from him was painful. But it was for the best, both you and the sully family were in danger. For your good fortune, you had grown up with the Sully family, you were practically a daughter to Neytiri. Your eyes were still closed, and you felt the woman touch your forehead. "Y/n does your head hurt a lot?" speaks Neytiri. "Yes," you wince. "Honey…come down from the hammock, sit down and eat something….I will try to find you some remedy for that headache" says neytiri holding your hand helping you down. She bends a little, and kisses the top of your head. You sit down next to neteyam. "Baby what's wrong with you?" says neteyam softly, watching as you slowly rest your head in his lap. He laughs a little, and begins to stroke your head. "My head…it hurts" you settle more into his lap.

"aww "neteyam scoffs a little, but settles more into where he was sitting to make you more comfortable. Lo'ak arrives at the marui, he was out for a morning walk. As he enters he sees you on neteyam's lap and approaches. "Y/n what's wrong? Are you all right?" speaks lo'ak. " She has a pain in her head" says neteyam. Lo'ak sits down in front of you, and comes over to give you a kiss on the cheek. "Do you want something to eat?" asks the concerned boy, you had your eyes closed. "No…it's okay. I'm waiting for neytiri and kiri" you speak, you could hear that you were in a lot of pain. Kiri and Neytiri had gone out to get help from Ronal, if they were in the jungle they would know where to look for the ingredients for the remedy. But now they were in an unknown place, so they were going to ask for help. While neteyam comforted you, lo'ak took your hand to massage it. Jake entered the Marui, just as lo'ak himself had gone for a walk. But he was taken by surprise by the scene in front of him. His two sons, surrounding you and comforting you.

Hey…he was no fool, and he knew that this behavior was not sibling behavior. His sons used to be very close with their sisters, but with you…they were so in love with you. And this made Jake laugh. His two sons in love with the same girl. "Hey…what's going on with y/n?" says jake, coming over to where the three of you were. " She's got a bit of a headache…that's all" says neteyam. Jake reaches over and pokes the cheeks of your face a little. "A little? Can't you see she's dying in pain" says lo'ak, nudging his brother a little. Neteyam laughs, and ignores his brother. He knew that sometimes you could be a bit dramatic. Some time later, neytiri and kiri arrive with someone's company.

"Y/N!!!!" hums rotxo entering the marui, with the company of the two women. Lo'ak turns away in annoyance, and neteyam makes a grumpy face. "And what is rotxo doing here?" asks lo'ak. "We were on our way to see ronal and we ran into rotxo, luckily he can help us" says kiri, happy that rotxo knows about medicine. You open your eyes a little, and raise your arm a little to greet him. "Rotxo….I'm dying" you complain. The boy comes over to you, kneeling down to sit in front of you. Lo'ak slides down a little to make more room, and neteyam places one of his hands on your hip, to keep you closer to him. "You're not going to die…you'll be fine. Look, look, I have something to help you," says rotxo, as he pulls things out of a basket. One thing no one knew about rotxo is that the boy had been practicing with ronal and Tsireya on medicinal treatments.

Rotxo had prepared some kind of drink, which had literally relieved your headache in a matter of 5 minutes. Now you were sitting, talking with Rotxo. Neytiri had invited the boy to breakfast as a thank you. While neteyam and lo'ak were in the corner of marui, watching you laugh and play with your friend. "This is unbelievable…he comes along, gives her a nasty drink and now he's her savior" says lo'ak crossing his arms. "I know…" says neteyam, looking grudgingly at rotxo. After a while, rotxo says goodbye to you. You get up from the ground, and go to look for something you had near your hammock. "Lo'ak you haven't seen that paste that kiri had prepared for my skin" you ask lo'ak, who was lying in his hammock next to you. You see how he is still with his eyes closed, you approach him and tap him on the shoulder. "Lo'ak you're ignoring me" you complain, and see how his tail slaps you on your thigh. "Ahhh ok, forget it" you speak, backing away from him. Leaving in search of neteyam, surely he knew where the lotion was. You exit the marui, and take a look around. And in the distance you see neteyam with the tuk's company. You run to where they are. "Nete…. have you seen the skin cream that kiri prepared for me?" you ask, but you see how the boy is still looking for something in the sand.

Tuk looks at neteyam, and taps him on the shoulder. "Nete…y/n is talking to you" the girl, tries to get her brother to pay attention to you. "mmm tuk look at this shell..isn't it cute" says neteyam, looking at the girl. She makes a confused face, and gives you a look. You walk over, and kneel down next to neteyam. You push him a little, but he still ignores you. "Nete…don't ignore me!!!" you complain, but you still don't get his attention. This annoys you, and you get up abruptly. Tuk approaches you. "What's wrong with neteyam?" the girl asks you, you raise your shoulders. "Tuk see you later…I have to go see ROTXO" you shout, You can see how neteyam's tail tensed up when you said that name, you already knew this was one of the reasons why your boys were upset with you. After a rather long day of anxiety and worry, It was time for bed.

Everyone was lying in their hammocks. Neytiri and Jake were in a corner away from the other family members. While kiri and tuk had their hammocks placed in another corner. And the best corner of all was where you, lo'ak and neteyam stayed. Both men had not talked to you all afternoon and it was driving you crazy. They weren't like that with you, you had to set the facts straight.

Everyone was lying down, you look to your side and see neteyam settling into his hammock. Slowly and quietly you take one leg out of your hammock, to tap neteyam's thigh. "hey!!!" you whisper, not wanting anyone to get up. The boy continues to ignore you, so you tap him harder. "Please…talk to me. What's wrong with you? And why won't lo'ak talk to me too?" you whisper, but it's almost a whine. "you and rotxo…that's the problem" you turn quickly, seeing how lo'ak had gotten up from his hammock, and was walking to yours. Climbing up, to settle in next to you. The hammocks weren't big, so he literally hugged you completely. "What's wrong with rotxo he hasn't done anything" you complain, nudging lo'ak.

"Everything is him…everything" finally speaks neteyam raising his head, to now look at you. You were talking in a low voice. "But…wait" you speak, looking at neteyam and then at lo'ak who was lying next to you. "You guys are jealous!!!" you raise your voice a little, causing lo'ak to place his hand over your mouth. It literally covers your entire face. "Lo'ak…I can't breathe" you grab lo'ak's hand pushing him away. "Sorry" the boy laughs, pulling his hand away from your face. There was silence, until you start talking again. " Rotxo…he's my friend…just that." You speak feeling lo'ak hug you tighter. You turn your gaze to see neteyam looking up at the ceiling, he hadn't said anything. Neteyam could be harder to convince. "You….you are different "you speak. "Different?" says neteyam, now you watch as the boy makes eye contact with you.

You both stare at each other for a while, nete knew what you meant. "Promise me that you will spend more time with us" neteyam speaks, watching you raise your arm and make a sign of promise. "I promise" you speak. "Will you sleep with me?" you speak. And you feel lo'ak pinch you. "With us' says lo'ak, laughing as you try to control your laughter. Neteyam rises from his hammock, climbing into yours. Adjusting himself so that you are lying on his chest, while lo'ak hugs you from behind. "I love you guys so much" you whisper letting the sleep consume you. "We love you too" says lo'ak, while hugging you.

"Brother…mission accomplished" neteyam says softly, touching his brother's arm. "'Yessssss" lo'ak shouts under his breath. Both boys laugh. "If you don't shut up…. I'm going to pull you out of the Marui" says jake on the other side of the marui, the three of you open your eyes quickly. They all just listened to your whole coversation?

[zynxwrite]

🐺🔥 guess who's back and is writing a new atwow fanfic

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐄. aonung x human! gn! reader.

[okeutocalma]

Avatar o caminho da água [MALE READER].

Parte 01!

A aparência do [Nome].

[Nome] caminhou lentamente com os pés fazendo contato com a areia. O sol brilhava no céu azul enquanto o som das ondas ecoava ao redor.

 O Metkayina fechou os olhos e inspirou profundamente, sentindo a brisa fresca do mar em seu rosto. 

Com um sorriso no rosto, o Alpha começou a caminhar na água rasa, sentindo a areia fria e úmida sob seus pés.

Ele deu mais um passo e, de repente, a água cobriu suas pernas. O Na'vi estremeceu com a sensação, mas logo sentiu uma sensação incrível de carinho e conforto. Era como se o mar estivesse envolvendo-o em um abraço quente e acolhedor.

[Nome] deixou escapar um suspiro de deleite, sentindo uma leveza em seu coração. Colocando um pé na frente do outro, ele moveu-se lentamente para águas mais profundas, até que a água chegasse a sua cintura. 

Ao olhar para o horizonte, ele ficou novamente, maravilhado com a beleza do oceano que se estendia à sua frente.

Sentindo o vento soprar em seus cabelos e a água salgada em sua pele azul clara, [Nome] percebeu que não havia lugar melhor para se estar. Ele estava verdadeiramente em paz e feliz dentro daquele abraço carinhoso do mar.

 Foi então que houve um movimento na água à sua frente que te chamou atenção. O jovem Alpha franziu a testa, tentando identificar o que era, até que viu o ilu se aproximando. Um sorriso enfeitou seus lábios.

O ilu deslizou suavemente pela água, sua cabeça saltando à superfície do oceano. Ele se aproximou ainda mais e, finalmente, parou bem ao lado de [Nome]. Sem hesitar, o Metkayina estendeu a mão e acariciou a cabeça do animal que só faltou ronronar.

O ilu pareceu apreciar o carinho, sua pele lisa e fria sob as mãos do Na'vi. Ele continuou a acariciar o animal, maravilhado com a sensação de conexão que sentia com ele.

Em pouco tempo, o ilu começou a se mover novamente, seus músculos flexíveis movendo-se graciosamente na água. 

Ele nadou em círculos ao redor de [Nome], às vezes encostando na cauda forte e poderosa do macho, mostrando sua habilidade e força poderosas.

De maneira encantada ele observou, até que o ilu se afastou e continuou a nadar em direção ao horizonte. 

Foi então que ele percebeu um movimento no céu acima dele e, ao olhar para cima, viu um grupo de Ikrans se aproximando. 

[Nome] observou com admiração enquanto os animais voavam com graça, seus enormes corpos brilhando sob a luz do sol.

Um suspiro alto escapou dos lábios do  quando ele viu os Ikrans voando em círculos cada vez menores, parecendo se preparar para pousar. Ele se moveu lentamente, não querendo assustar os animais majestosos.

Os Ikrans descem graciosamente para pousar na areia, suas asas batendo em um ritmo poderoso enquanto eles reduziam a velocidade. [Nome] ficou observando, fascinado, enquanto os gigantes se aproximavam cada vez mais.

 O Alpha saiu do mar com uma sensação de renovação. A água fresca tinha limpado sua mente e seu corpo, e ele estava se sentindo plenamente relaxado. 

Enquanto ele seguia pela praia, viu um grupo de Na'vi observando-o em cima dos ikran e antes de outros da suas aldeias se aproximarem você chegou perto. Ele sabia que não deveria se aproximar deles, mas um movimento no ar chamou sua atenção e ele olhou para cima.

Ignorando os Na'vi provavelmente da floresta que o observavam, [Nome] correu para o Ikrans. Ele chegou perto o suficiente para dar um carinho na criatura, sentindo a textura de suas asas macias sob seus dedos. 

Ele sentiu-se grato por ter tido essa oportunidade única, e sorriu enquanto o Ikrans voava alto no céu. O alpha sabia que os Na'vi podiam não entender seu apreço pelos animais da floresta, mas isso não importava. 

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Ao'nung.

Ao'nung caminhava pela praia, sentindo a areia gelada sob seus pés descalços. O sol sobre a pele dele era reconfortante.

Ele estava perdido em pensamentos reconfortantes, sobre que presente ele poderia dar ao seu prometido, afinal assim que eles mostravam carinho e também assim mostrava que estavam cortejando um ao outro (mesmo já tendo a mão prometida).

Porém, algo chamou a atenção do ômega. Ele ouviu uma comoção crescendo perto do final da praia. Curioso, correu na direção do tumulto para descobrir o que estava acontecendo.

Ao se aproximar, Ao'nung viu uma família estranha cercada por vários Metkayinas. Pareciam estar tentando se comunicar.

Os recém-chegados eram claramente de fora do clã, e o ômega sentiu-se um pouco desconfortável com sua presença naquela região. Ele se aproximou devagar, e acabou chamando atenção, afinal os outros se afastaram em sinal de respeito ao filho do líder.

Ao'nung observou a família que acabara de chegar no recife com estranheza. Ele os observou de cima a baixo, tentando entender o que eles estavam fazendo ali. Ao'nung rapidamente percebeu que eles eram de fora do clã e que eram muito diferentes dos Na'vis que ele conhecia.

Antes que pudesse dizer qualquer coisa, ele notou que o Alpha dele estava fazendo carinho em um grande animal. 

O mesmo olhou para [Nome] com carinho antes de soltar um suspiro baixo e caminhar até o parceiro.

O Ikran parecia feliz e relaxado, e Ao'nung sabia que isso só era possível graças ao laço que [Nome] tinha com os animais.

Ao'nung respirou fundo, sentindo o ar fresco enchendo seus pulmões. Ele sabia que estava prestes a aprender muito com esses visitantes e, sem medo, se aproximou da família brevemente, puxando [Nome] pelos cabelos até ambos ficarem ao lado da irmã.

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— Eu procuro refúgio para minha família — Jake respondeu ,algo que Tonowari não esperava.

— Nós somos povo do recife, vocês são da floresta… 

Os pais conversando com a Ronal e Tonowari, com o canto do olho , [Nome] reparou um menino olhando para os três.

Ele apertou um pouco a mão de Aonung enquanto observava a interação da Tsahik com a família .

— [Nome], venha. —  Tonowari chamou o alfa mais novo, que rapidamente atendeu o pedido e chegou perto dele. — Ele verá se vocês são dignos. — Ele disse aos Sullys. 

Eles te encaravam confusos. 

— Ele é o [Nome]? Ele é apenas uma criança… —  Jake disse para Tonowari. 

O alpha olhou para ele irritado por ele dizer tal coisa na sua cara.

— Por favor, Toruk Makto, não fale asneiras, eu escutei e pedi a grande mãe para atender seu pedido naquela época, não gostei de sua fala… —  O mesmo falou irritado e percebeu que o Sully olhou para a mulher buscando informações, já Neytiri se aproximou e passou as mãos sob meus cabelos como uma forma de carinho.

— [Nome] é nossa conexão mais próxima com Eywa, ele é o único de nós com esse poder. —  Ronal falou.

Você olhou nos olhos de Neytiri e conseguiu ver sua tristeza, saudades de casa e um leve rancor, o cheiro dela levemente azedo , com certa rapidez e carinho [Nome] o abraçou.

 O jovem alfa conseguia sentir todos olhando pra eles, estava olhando para mim o tempo todo, mas fingiu não notar.

A ômega dominante se afastou levemente de você e deu um leve sorriso.

Ao abraçar Neytiri, [Nome] sente uma conexão profunda com a Na'vi e tudo que ela representa. 

Como um peregrino em uma terra estrangeira, ele se pergunta se a presença dos. Com sua mente cheia de dúvidas, ele sente a necessidade de fazer o que foi mandado e buscar orientação da Grande Mãe.

Ainda abraçado a Neytiri, [Nome] fecha os olhos e se concentra na meditação. Ele chama a Grande Mãe em seus pensamentos e pede clareza sobre o papel que os Sullys devem desempenhar. 

"Querida Eywa, me ouça,os Sullys estão em apuros, preciso de sua ajuda agora para tomar a decisão devo dar-lhes um abrigo seguro?"

Eles conhecem o seu povo,e respeitam toda a vida, prometem aprender muito bem, e fazer valer a pena o aprendizado e sua vontade.

Eles precisam de um lar,longe do caos e da opressão, devem estar protegidos, dentro da sua proteção.

"É possível que eles possam ficar no recife com as suas bênçãos?"

Sua sabedoria é abundante, sua bondade é sem igual meu filho, peço que os acolha em seus braços, e que sejam um só com o seu sinal.

O abraço de Neytiri é tão reconfortante que [Nome] sente como se pudesse ficar ali para sempre.

A pele do jovem Alpha tinha uma tonalidade azul clara tão intensa e radiante que parecia iluminar o ambiente. 

Enquanto ele abraçava Neytiri, sua pele começou a brilhar levemente em uma cor dourada, como se pequenos raios de sol estivessem dançando em sua superfície, isso indicava que ele estava conversando com Eywa. 

A luz emitida pela pele de [Nome] parecia provocar um efeito hipnotizante em tudo ao redor, criando um ambiente mágico e encantador. Neytiri, com seus olhos grandes e expressivos, parecia ainda mais bela e encantada.

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[Nome].

Eu me soltei da ômega, me sentindo um pouco tonto por voltar a consciência no meu corpo, me viro lentamente para Olo'eyktan e para a Tsahik e aceno com a cabeça, Eywa permetiu.

Tonowari deu o grito, avisando a todos que a família poderia ficar e de maneira rápida Ao'nung se moveu e me puxou levemente pelo braço, eu me agarrei nele e o abracei colocando meu rosto na curva do pescoço do ômega, sentindo o cheiro e me acalmando até a tontura passar. 

— Nós vamos ensinar a eles nossos caminhos, mas eles serão como bebês aprendendo a andar! Minha filha Tsireya e meu filho Ao'nung junto de [Nome] ensinarão seus filhos.

— Venham! Mostrarei a vocês nossa aldeia e o local onde vão ficar. —  Tsireya disse a eles.

[kingofvipers]

Avatar the way of Water Masterlist

Tonowari

Jake

Neteyam

Lo'ak

Aonung

Spider

Rotxo

Quaritch

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There will be a few more parts before we get here, but this little scene just had to be born. It's full-on-Smut, I warned you!

Title: Tamed by the Starlight

Rating: 18+ /Mature/NSFW

Pairing: (VERY obsessed) Neteyam x GirlBoss! Human/Avatar Reader

Genre: Medium burn, Enemies-to-Lovers, Post-canon AU /Neteyam survived the shot and all the Sullys went home/

THE ORIGINAL STORY IS HERE

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: Tamed by the Starlight :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

When the kisses deepen and the passion between you rises higher and higher, you can’t help but wonder: how the hell did this even happen between you two?

You were never the relationship type — especially if it didn't serve both parties in some clear, tangible way. And whatever this was between you, it was definitely everything but a good idea.

Yet. When his tongue, tentative and uncertain, brushes along the corner of your mouth, every rational thought slips away.

He holds you tight like his life depends on it, his fingertips caressing your waist like he’s learning the feel of another body for the first time. It’s sweet — far too sweet — and it’s starting to test the limits of your patience.

Your hand slowly trails down from Neteyam’s chest, seizing control for yourself, although truthfully you’re not much more experienced. You rely mostly on old, lonely fantasies and theoretical knowledge — like a proper nerd, the kind you used to sneer at, even though deep down you were one of them. What makes it harder is that most of your information concerns human men, and you’d skimmed right past the anatomy section of the Na'vi Encyclopedia. You never thought you'd actually need it.

And no matter how much you try to tell yourself this is just a means to an end, you have to admit: you want this. You want him.

You’ve been feeling something deeply unsettling for a while now, something that only grows stronger whenever Neteyam crosses your mind. You hardly recognize yourself anymore: he is already agreed to stand by your side — he didn’t even need much convincing.

So then what the hell are you doing?!

His hands glide gently along your back, like you’re something precious — something lovable and wanted — not just a body, not a wallet, not a pawn like all those power-hungry bastards from your past. He’s different.

And when he gazes up at you from half-lidded eyes, full of awe, you know this means something much deeper to him. He sees you — in that absurd Na'vi way of theirs — and for the first time, you think you understand why Jake Sully chose this world over his own.

All the selfishness and hunger for power that used to fuel you now seems reserved for everyone else. You don’t suddenly become a saint — but when it comes to him, you feel something soft and aching inside you. You want to be good to him, to wrap him in the kind of love you were once sure your broken heart could never give. You want to protect him — and this fragile happiness that has slowly, stubbornly grown between you.

Though you still have no idea what the hell he sees in you — especially when he’s the only one who knows exactly how rotten and immoral you can truly be.

Under your touch, his muscles twitch across his stomach, and his chest rises and falls with increasing urgency. Then, when your fingers reach the edge of his loincloth, he grabs your hand with his own, halting you, a little startled.

- Wait, this... we shouldn’t - he breathes, voice faltering, though his fingers tremble atop yours. You can’t help it—you glance down at the obvious bulge straining against his tewng, and when he realizes where your gaze falls, he lets out a choked, whimpering sound.

- Why not? It looks like you want it too.

The ever-composed, seemingly unshakable warrior now looks more like a lost little boy, biting his lip before he admits, barely audible:

- It’s not that... It’s just... if we do this, and I disappoint you, if you don’t want me anymore after, I—

It’s so rare, so unlike him, seeing him struggling to find the words instead of trying to dominate the situation. Even rarer to witness him lower the flawless, duty-bound golden child facade and reveal something so vulnerable.

And you understand. You've spent your whole life striving for perfection yourself, terrified someone might one day see how weak and fragile you really were inside; a damaged child who had to be the best simply to avoid being trampled. You built walls, acted cold, aloof, untouchable, ensuring no one could get close enough to discover the truth. He, on the other hand... he only ever wanted not to be judged by his demon blood. To prove he could be better than anyone expected, to protect not just himself, but his siblings too.

Once again, you have to admit Neteyam has always been too good to you: a pure, kind-hearted soul who consistently placed his family above his own feelings—while you never cared about anyone but yourself, believing that if you could be discarded so easily, then you had every right to discard everyone else.

Suddenly, a fierce urge seizes you—to cling to him, to bask in his light, to let him cleanse your sinful soul. But at the same time, you burn with the need to give him something back. Something to show him just how precious he is, how much he deserves—even if he doesn't feel worthy of it.

- I don’t have much experience with women - Neteyam admits honestly, lowering his eyes. - Since I was six, it’s always been training, studying, and— he laughs awkwardly —, my siblings, especially my skxawng little brother keeping me busy. I’m afraid I don’t really know how to...

He’s worried? The truth is, you're absurdly inexperienced yourself—especially when it comes to feelings. Sure, you could snipe a target from kilometers away with deadly precision, or ruin thousands of lives with a single stroke of a pen—but now, sitting on his lap, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of your own desire, you’re betting your face is just as deep red as his.

Despite never having been particularly interested in men before—blue or otherwise—you feel a physical ache of longing to see what’s hidden beneath the small piece of cloth pressing against your thigh. Then the solution hits you. Probably the worst idea you’ve ever had, but one that answers every aching need inside you.

- Just relax - you tell him with far more confidence than you actually feel. You sink to your knees before him, locking your eyes with his wide, questioning gaze.

Well, he’s officially the first soul on this world to ever see you like this—thanks, fate, you think grimly. You free one hand and reach for the fastening of his tewng, never breaking eye contact, beginning to untie the thin fabric at his hip.

- Wh-what are you...? - he stammers weakly, too stunned to stop you.

He watches, hypnotized, as you work—your fingers, your mouth slightly parted—and when you finally pull the cloth away, you both freeze. Honestly, you’re not sure which one of you is more shocked as you stare, mouth open, at what's between his legs. Maybe you should have actually read that anatomy section, you think miserably.

Oh. So this is what that asshole Arnold meant by "aroused state."

Apparently, for male Na’vi, a deep vertical slit is natural, not just some design oversight on the human-created avatars—but now, after a little kissing and grinding, something definitely started emerging.

And wow. It’s far sexier than anything you ever imagined: his swollen folds part, revealing a thick, glistening shaft arcing upward, its tip gleaming, eager for attention. Below it, two heavy balls, taut and inviting. Has he been hiding this all along?

You’re embarrassed to admit just how much the sight turns you on, and judging by the way Neteyam looks like he’s ready to die of mortification just from you staring, you can hardly wait to tease him a little. You notice how the skin where his cock emerges seems unusually tight—and you wonder, could there be even more hidden inside, just waiting for you to coax it out? Well. With Neteyam, everything seems worth exploring.

You lean in slowly, torturously slow, placing your hands on his trembling thighs for balance. You hear him swallow thickly, his breathing turning shallow, and when you're close enough for your breath to ghost across his most sensitive place, he gasps sharply.

- H-hey, wait, wait—! - he protests, but you ignore him. You simply brush his hand aside.

You start with a gentle kiss to the tip, and if you hadn’t already known he was inexperienced, the desperate, broken sound he lets out would have made it obvious. At the same time, his shaft twitches and pushes further outward, as if begging you not to stop. Of course, you don’t.

- Don’t... don’t...! - he tries weakly, but his defenses quickly melt into breathless, desperate, "yes... oh fuck,  yes, Eywa, please, don’t stop!" mutterings.

Did he really just say the F-word?

Carefully, you wrap one hand around the base of him, feeling how hot and rigid he is under your touch. You cover him in slow kisses, flicking your tongue out to trace every pulsing vein. Above you, Neteyam is falling apart, your name spilling from his lips, his ears flattened tight against his skull. When you get bolder, licking a firm stripe along his length, he switches into Na’vi, repeating something you don’t quite catch, voice cracking with need.

He’s growing even bigger, swelling so much the folds around him stretch taut, and it’s getting hard to fit him all in one hand. You never thought you'd find a man’s body beautiful like this, never thought you’d want to touch so willingly—and yet, here you are, utterly entranced, watching him start to leak in response to your attention.

Despite himself, he’s making noises like he's dying, gripping your hair in one hand—too rough at first, then forcing himself to let go, unwilling to hurt you. He resorts to flexing and releasing his fingers rhythmically, trembling as he does.

An irresistible desire builds in you to taste him—to truly feel him with all your senses at once. Casting aside your last hesitations, you relax your jaw and, careful not to scrape him with your teeth (not easy, considering a couple of them are needle-sharp—you'd rather suffer yourself than hurt him), you take him deeper.

You feel his wild passion thrumming under your tongue, his intoxicating scent—pure wood, sunlight, and forest—better than the finest perfumes humanity ever crafted. The perfect pheromone, just for you.

- W-wait, I’m gonna—

His voice drops into a brutally deep register, sending a shiver down your spine. God, yes, you want to see it happen. You move faster, up and down, helping with your hand at the base, finding a rhythm where every breath in is answered by a firm suck. Neteyam is breathtaking—every muscle taut, every bit of him desperate, yet so endearingly innocent with how he covers his mouth to muffle his sounds, fighting the inevitable. Your chest burns with a strange warmth beyond simple lust—you don’t want anyone else to ever do this to him. Only you. Only ever you.

You had intended to let him finish in your mouth—but when his body tightens suddenly and his taste grows stronger, he pulls you off him with surprising urgency, crashes his mouth against yours, moaning deep into your kiss.

You feel hot liquid spill over your still-moving hand, and Neteyam gasps, pressing his forehead to yours. He stares at you, wide-eyed, dazed, stopping your hand gently when the overstimulation becomes too much, as if he has no idea what to do next. On instinct, maybe desperation, he tumbles you both sideways into the flowers and gathers you into his arms, clutching you tightly.

His still half-hard cock gives a few lazy twitches before flopping against your thigh. He gazes at you, enchanted, a tiny, guilty smile playing at his lips as he wipes your mouth gently with the back of his hand, then cradles your face with his palm.

You’re usually not the type to feel insecure, but you can’t resist asking: - Was it... good?

He giggles, wide-eyed, as if you just asked the dumbest question in the world. - Did it seem like I wasn’t enjoying it?

- Hey, who knows? Some of your sounds were kinda pained.

He flushes deep violet, flicks your forehead playfully—then immediately peppers your temple with kisses, apparently embarrassed by his own teasing.

- You were incredible. I never... I mean... - he breathes, wonder shining in his voice, his ears flicking playfully while his fingers trace lazy circles along your sensitive waist. - I don’t think any Na’vi girl would have ever even thought of doing that.

- Then congrats, dude. You hit the jackpot. There’s still a bunch of incredibly awkward human tricks to kill a boring evening.

- Really? Oh, if you give me a minute... I'll return the favor -  he offers shyly, and damn, you almost want to say yes immediately, if not for the billion reasons why you really, really need to get back to base before sunset.

- Yeah, sure, then your heart’ll give out and I’ll have to drag your corpse all the way back to camp. No thanks!

- There’s nothing wrong with my heart - he says, pulling your hand gently to his chest, trapping it there with his own.You don't like how easily you melt into that moment. - Feel it?

It’s too intimate, too nauseatingly romantic—and yet... your heart starts racing too, syncing up with his.

- We need to go - you say quickly, scrambling upright before your legs—and your soul—completely give out.

With him... it’s so damn easy to be soft.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: Tamed by the Starlight :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

/it's my first explicit writing and english is not my first language so please have mercy/

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