#ronal atwow

[wingo5]

Teaching her how to be fierce!

Saw a pic of a Māori man and his daughter doing this and thought on them :))

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[iliketangerines]

age gap

a/n: hmmmmm...i need more ronal in my life @inlovewithpandora @neteyamsoare

pairing: ronal x gn!metkayina!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), pussyeating, slight dom/sub dynamic, milf ronal bc i said so

you stare at Ronal across the beach, turning your head away quickly when she lifts her head up and turns her head in your direction

she was beautiful, gorgeous, amazing, much older than you, mated to Tonowari and a mother to Ao’nung and Tsireya

you had seen firsthand how she and Tonowari doted on their children, making sure that Ao’nung made it to his lessons on time and that little Tsireya, no higher than your hip, made it to her playdates

and then, you saw how they looked at each other, speaking with no more than a glance, and yet they moved in perfect synchronization

not to mention, you were ages younger than them, your parents had been friends with them when they were kids, and you had only just entered adulthood a few months ago

you stood no chance with the tsahik or with the olo’eyktan of the Metkayina, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t admire her from a distance

drawing your net back, you throw it out into the sea and let it sink to the floor before pulling it back up to see if you’ve caught any fish

luckily enough, you find a few and pluck out the rocks and fish that were inedible and throw them back into the sea before turning around to put the remaining fish into your basket

you nearly fall backwards when you see Ronal standing there, only a little taller than you, and she’s holding a shallow basket full of herbs for her medicine

quickly, you greet her and bow your head, and she squints her eyes at you and asks what you were doing staring at her

her words send a chill down your spine, and you pin your ears back, tail twitching in nervousness, as you let out a strained laugh

no excuse comes to mind, and you flounder like a fish out of the water as you try and find an excuse, growing warmer and warmer as she stands there staring at you

with no reason, you turn around and dive into the water, swimming away from her, and you swim until you reach the other side of the island to your hiding place

it’s just a small cove away from the rest of the tribe, but it was quiet and it was yours

you lift yourself up onto the mossy surface and groan, burying your face in your hands at what you had just done

you just swam away, from the tsahik, your crush, after she had asked you a question and you had failed to answer

this was the most embarrassing moment in your life, but unfortunately, you can’t hide away forever in this cove

you’d have to go back eventually to bring the fish over to the cooks and then help cook before having dinner with your family

for now though, you could take a few moments in the chilled cave to avoid her and then make up an excuse in case she does try and confront you

the sun has started to set when you arrive back at the island, and your basket full of fish is still where you had left it thankfully enough

taking a whiff of the fish, it seems like they haven’t gone bad quite yet, and you pick up the basket into your arms and hurry back to the campfires

you hand over your catch to the cooks and take your basket back to your marui pod, greeting your family quickly before heading back to the fires to help roast the fish

you turn them on the spit, making sure none of them burnt or were undercooked, and you sprinkle spices about the food and cut and clean and gut

the time flies by quick enough and soon enough, it’s time to eat, and you help yourself to a nice serving and walk back to the place your family usually sits

as you take a bite from the fish, you nearly fall over over your own feet when you see Ronal talking to your family, and then you want to run away when your sa’nok points to you and the tsahik turns around

Ronal bows her head to your sa’nok and walks to you, blinking at you and telling you to walk with her, and you cast a nervous glance to your family before hurriedly following after the tsahik

she walks at a slow pace into the forest, never speaking a word, and you don’t dare to speak first, keeping your gaze facing downward and focusing on the sand that turns to grass and dirt

soon, the both of you reach a tree, and she asks you to climb up the branches and grab a fruit for her, handing you a small woven bag to store the fruits

you nod and climb up the tree, picking the fruit from the highest branches and softly placing them into your bag before heading back down

Ronal has sat down on a nearby rock, watching as you climb down and hand her the bag, and she gestures for you to sit down next to her while pulling out one of the fruits

she peels it, revealing its sweet flesh and hands it to you, and you take it, slightly sniffing it first, inhaling in the scent of something sweet

you bite into it, letting the juices run down your fingers and your chin, and you hum at the taste, looking back up at Ronal who watches with a serious face, eyes focused on you entirely

nervously taking another bite of the fruit, you finish off the rest of it and lick the juices off your fingers, and Ronal finally talks, asking if you knew why she brought you here

you look off to the side and and spit out the excuse you had made up earlier on why you had to leave so suddenly, and Ronal sighs and says she didn’t bring you out here for that reason

feeling a nervous tendril grip onto your stomach, you stay silent and wait for her to explain, and she leans forward towards you, tilting your chin up to properly look into her eyes

her eyes scan your face, and she pulls back and says that she and Tonowari know that you like her and him

you sputter and try to stand up, short circuiting when she grabs onto the back of your neck to make you sit back down, and she hisses at you to listen

Ronal hums as you listen to her order, and she lets go of your neck and says that she and Tonowari have also had an eye on you: hardworking, intelligent, loyal, obedient

you warm at the final word, feeling a heat pool in the bottom of your gut, and you squeeze your thighs together and continue to listen to her

she tilts your chin up and says that if you would like, she and Tonowari would like to have you as their own, but unfortunately, Tonowari had too many duties to tend to tonight so it was just her

your mouth hangs open as you stare at her, and she quirks her brow up as she awaits your answer

finally, you nod your head, and she tells you to use your words, making you answer in a wobbly voice that you want to be a part of their family

she smiles at you, leaning in closer until she finally presses her lips to yours, and you whimper at the contact, putting a hand on her shoulder instinctively

Ronal smiles against your lips as she kisses you, and you try to copy her movements, eyelashes fluttering close as you lose yourself in her touch

her hand come up to grab onto your waist, and you jump at the feeling as her hands slightly squeeze at the flesh

you lean back further and further until you're laying flat on your back, and she moves one of her arms to rest her forearm on the rock to keep kissing you

finally, Ronal pulls away to look at you, and you’re too dazed to think, mind still spinning from the fact that Ronal and Tonowari liked you enough to be apart of their family

you’re jolted from your thoughts when she slips her thumb past your parted lips, and you instinctively place your tongue flat on the pad of the finger and suck gently

she purrs at you, saying that you were already so good, and you whine at her words, one hand coming up to hold onto her wrist as you suck on her thumb

you stay in this position for quite a while, but you don’t mind, letting a sort of haze fill your head as she watches you with a careful eye

pulling her thumb from your mouth, a string of spit connecting your lips to her thumb, she hums at the sight and settles back on her perch, spreading her legs wide and telling you to show her what you could do

there’s no hesitation as you get up off the rock and fall to your knees onto the soft grassy ground, nuzzling at the inside of her thigh with your cheek

you bring your fingers up to undo the knots of her tewng, and you lick your lips at the sight of her glistening folds before looking back up at her

your voice is quiet and meek as you say that you’ve never done this before, and Ronal laughs and says that she knows and that she’ll guide you

she adds a comment on flippantly that Tonowari will be able to show you personally how he does it, and you nod dumbly at her

nervousness curdles in your stomach as you lean in a bit closer, still anxious about the whole situation and your skills

you’re young and inexperienced, never having been too adventurous like your friends and going off to have a quick rendezvous with each other

of course, you’ve touched yourself, but this was a different person, someone older and clearly much more experienced than you

you look up at her with wide eyes, and she tells you to go one, she’ll help lead you through the experience

her hand nestles itself into your curly hair, and she brings your face closer to her and tells you to pleasure her and to see what she’s working with

you nod and brings your mouth closer, wrapping your lips around her clit and slowly sucking on it, and she sighs at the feeling, pulling your head closer into her

taking it as a good sign, you suckle on her clit, using your tongue to occasionally move it back and forth, and she lets out a breathy moan, telling you to keep doing that

you oblige happily, using your tongue to flick her clit back and forth, and you moan into her as you bring your own fingers down to pleasure yourself

grinding on your own fingers, you nearly lose focus on the task before you when Ronal tugs at your hair and tells you to focus, and you whine and nod, going back to her

your tongue presses flat against the sensitive nub, lapping at it desperately, and she groans at the feeling, encouraging you to keep going

you pant into her pussy as you close your eyes and let her guide your head and grind her hips into her face

her moans are sweet and low, almost raspy as she pulls your head further and further into her pussy

it’s making your head spin with pleasure as you listen to her moans and her praise at how well you’re doing, and you whine as she moans loudly, cumming on your face

her cum drips down your chin, and you move your mouth down to taste her and bury yourself in further

it’s sweet, delicious, tastes just like her, and you lap at her juices, needy for more when she pulls your head away from her pussy

whining that you want more, she smiles at you and tells you to look back, and you slowly turn around and find Tonowari standing there

he says in a low voice that he found someone to take care of the kids for the night and that he was here now to take care of the both of you

dropping to his knees, Ronal lifts you into her arms in a show of strength you didn’t know she had and spreads your thighs over her own, and you realize that tonight through the haze in your head that you would be here at least until the moon rose high into the sky

[kirislovelygf]

haunted pt. 1 (ronal x metkayina fem! reader)

content: you and ronal have been married for about 14 years and have lived with the metkayina happily ever since you left the forest. now imagine your surprise when your ex appears out of nowhere with the man she cheated on you with and the family they built together.

content also: ronal x reader, a bit of neytiri x reader, flirting, arguing, secrets, fluff, angst, and uhmmm ronal being the best wife

wrd count: 3.2k

a/n: this might be a two-three parter but i saw this idea floating around here somewhere and thought i’d make my own version without tonowari being part of it bc why. (can you tell i hate men)

꒰ 🥥 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

it was a perfect morning so far. ronal and i were at home, i was taking care of her. the kids were out and about.

tonowari was somewhere, i didn’t really care.

the sun was out and we were happy. until the outsiders came.

i was sitting in our shared marui, styling ronal’s hair while she sat in front of me. i hummed to myself while gently combing through her wavy hair.

“i have to train some of the children today. on the ilu.” i informed her.

“how fun.” she muttered.

i slapped her shoulder. “children respond easier when you don’t yell at them, my love.”

“if you don’t yell, they don’t listen. look at ao’nung.” she said, gesturing to her son playing in the water with his best friend.

one of them tackled the other info the water and was keeping them under the surface.

“that’s strange. when i ask him to do things, he does it the first time i say.” i said.

“yes, with you. i feel like i repeat myself 10 times everyday just to get that boy to listen.” she sighed out. i laughed slightly.

“he’s a teenager. he will grow out of that disobedience phase soon.” i put a finishing charm on the back of her head and then reached for the shell that ronal put on her forehead everyday.

i handed it to her to put on and i looked through my things for a mirror.

once i found it, i held it up to her face so she could look at her reflection. she held it and she started to touch her cheeks.

where her wrinkles were, her birthmarks. any sign of aging she could find.

“i’m getting old, my love.” she sighed out, putting the mirror down. she stands up and turns to help me up as well.

“no, you’re just growing wiser.” i smiled. she laughed and put my arms around her neck.

she hugged my waist closer to her body and kissed me. she pulled away and examined my face.

“you’re not getting any younger either, you know.” she muttered.

“wow. all you know is how to insult, don’t you?”

“i thought it was funny.”

“no.”

“i’m sorry! you know i love you.”

“no, too late.” i tried to get myself off her, but she pulled me back into her embrace. she held my face up to hers and kissed me again.

i laughed against her lips and pulled away when a horn began to sound in the distance.

i turned my head to see the opening of our marui. na’vi we’re running past, diving into the water, rushing all into one direction.

“what’s happening..” i muttered to myself. ronal and i walked toward the tarp that covered the entrance and i pulled it to the side.

i asked one of the villagers why everyone was running.

“apparently other na’vi have landed on the beach.” he said simply.

i looked at ronal all excited to greet the newcomers. but she looked.. worried. and unpleasant.

“let’s go meet them. maybe they’re nice.” i shrugged.

“hmph.” she huffed. she walked past me and onto the woven pathways.

we walked together to the growing cluster of green villagers gathering on the beach.

tonowari, ronal’s ex-husband, had already approached them and was greeting them.

my heart raced when i saw ikrans. my ikran passed away from old age years ago and i hadn’t seen one since then.

“ronal, they’re from the forest! i wonder if they’re omaticaya like me. maybe we’re from the same clan.” i smiled excitedly, grabbing her hand.

“even if they are, they’re still outsiders.” she mumbled.

“ronal. please.” i sighed.

she rolled her eyes. i tugged on her hand to make her look at me.

“i was an outsider too. and you accepted me into the clan.” i said.

she stared with more sympathy. “that’s different.”

“how? you didn’t know me when i arrived. i could’ve been a threat. but you took the time to get to know me, and ended up loving me and who i am.” i said. her gaze softened as i spoke to her.

“please be kind to them, whoever they are. for me.” i nodded.

she stared and kept quiet for a moment. i just kept a smile on my face until she gave in.

“fine.”

i smiled and kissed her cheek. excitedly, i guided her by the hand through the group until we were at tonowari’s side.

in front of me was a na’vi man with long locs, a strong build, and a tired face and a woman beside him with a slim build and the same fatigue.

something about her looked familiar.

her face was mature, like mine.

she looked at me and her eyes struck something in my memory. the way she eyed me curiously, the way her entire family eyed me curiously.

“you.. you’re omaticaya?” the man asked me.

“yes! you come all the way from the forest to here?” i asked. i was astonished that this whole family came here in one piece.

i looked at the wife again and her gaze changed from curiosity to fear.

“y/n.” she spoke.

i tilted my head when she said my name. then i remembered.

i remembered the heartache and the anger i felt when i left home. all of it caused by them. my smile faded away as i spoke her name.

“neytiri..”

she sighed out. i look up at the man. the man who took her from me. he changes so much. he was bigger, stronger.

“jake sully.” i said.

“yeah, uh..” he looked at his wife and she was looking down at the sand, one hand attached to her small daughter.

her family was beautiful. two sons and two daughters. neytiri aged so gracefully. she looked happy. but right now..

“you can’t even look at me?” i said to her.

she said nothing.

ronal put her hand on my shoulder and i looked at her.

she asked if i was alright. i gave her a simple nod, excused myself, and walked away from the group.

i hadn’t seen neytiri in 14 years. i almost forgot what she looked like. she was regal now.

i stepped into the marui and started pacing the floor.

why in the world would she come here? why did she, of all the people in that clan, have to be here?

and oh course, she had to bring that stupid sky person with her. as if her leaving me for him wasn’t enough.

someone walked into the marui, bringing me out of my thoughts. tsireya looked worried and walked toward me.

“mama, what happened? i thought you would be excited for these people, they’re just like you.” she said.

“i’m sorry, tsireya. uhm..”

“what is it?” she asked kindly.

“i know these people. and i’m just a little shocked, i haven’t seen them since i left the forest maybe 14 or 15 years ago. but don't worry about me, i’ll be fine.” i explained.

“are you sure? because mother’s hissing at them.” she said.

“i’m sure she is. don’t worry, i bet your father is going to let them stay anyway.” i chuckled.

tsireya sighed out and i plastered a smile on my face so she wouldn’t worry.

“i’m okay.” i chuckled. i hugged her tightly. she looks up at me and i tuck a few stray strands of hair back into place.

“my little flower. always worried.” i muttered. i held her face in my hands before kissing her forehead.

“my father’s making us teach their children.” she said. i pulled away and held her hands in mine.

“oh, fun! how did ao’nung react?”

“he tried to argue and now he’s being

forced.” she laughed softly.

“aw, poor boy. well, at least you’ll make some new friends.” i said to her.

ronal pulled the tarp aside and walked inside.

“tsireya, go find your brother. i need to speak to mama.” she said kindly.

tsireya nodded and walked out without another word. she let the tarp down and walked toward me.

“what happened? you were so excited a moment ago and then you ran off.” she said.

“i’m sorry, ronal. i shouldn’t have left the way i did.” i sighed.

“is there something i should know about this family? i already know they’re half-demon. whatever you have to tell me can’t be worse than that.” she continued.

“well, i knew them. the mother and the father.” i said.

i never told her the full story of why i left the forest. it hurt to even think about it, so i always gave her the brunt of it whenever she asked.

i always said “i was in a relationship, it ended badly, and i left for a fresh start.” i never gave names or specifics.

“i would have suspected you did. you come from the same clan. that woman, neytiri, knew your name. and you knew hers.” she continued.

“she’s my ex girlfriend. except, she wasn’t a very good one. and it took me by surprise to see her here. i never thought i’d see her again.” i said to her.

ronal sighs softly. she picks up my hand and holds it.

“i wish you would tell me what was so bad about the forest that made you leave. i hate when you leave me in the dark like this.” she said.

i still didn’t want to tell her. i didn’t know how she’d react. ronal is a passionate woman. and her emotions can be a lot.

especially when she’s angry.

“i’m sorry, my love.” i pulled her close and hugged her.

i pull back and hold her hands. “you’ll have to tell me sooner or later. tonowari let them stay.”

“stay for how long…?” i asked.

she winced and hummed, hesitating to give me an answer.

“ronal.” i laughed out.

“well… they’re not leaving any time soon.” she shrugged.

“ugh, i’m going to kill that idiot.” i huffed, letting her hands go. i covered my face and groaned as she chuckled lightly.

“tonowari was being nice.”

“he’s always been too nice.” i grumbled.

i removed the hands from my face and sighed.

“oh right, i need to go. the kids with the ilu, uhm..”

“go. it’s fine. we’ll discuss this later, alright?” she smiled.

i smiled back and gave her a hug before tonowari walked in.

he held his arms out, looking all confused. “what happened?”

“ugghh.” i groaned loudly before walking past him.

“what-“

“don’t speak to me. big-headed idiot.” i grumbled, holding my hand up to his face.

i did what i needed to do for the afternoon and made my way home in the evening as the sun started to go away for the night.

i walked past the marui that neytiri and her family were in. the tarp was pulled to the side so i imagine someone in there saw me walk by.

i confirmed this when i heard her voice call for me.

i looked back and saw her, one foot inside the hut and the other stepped outside.

i sighed out. i knew i’d have to face her sooner or later. i just didn’t think it’d be the day she got here.

“hi, neytiri.” i muttered.

she smiled weakly. she stepped out and pulled the tarp down, walking a bit closer. “i didn’t expect to see you here.”

“i could say the same.” i said as i crossed my arms.

“i know. so this is where you ran off to all those years ago.”

“mhm. thankfully, ronal didn’t threaten me when i arrived.” i said.

“oh.. you heard about that.”

“yes, i did. i also heard that tonowari let your family stay. i didn’t hear for how long though.”

her small smile faded away slightly. “oh.. well the forest isn’t safe for my family. i think we’re staying here for a long time. forever, even.” she winced.

i nodded. i kept my cool, but trust me, i was fuming.

“look, i know what you must think of me after what i did. but i felt really awful for how i treated you, and i still do. the fact that i couldn’t ask for your forgiveness had haunted me these past 14 years.”

“yeah. you hurt me terribly and i just couldn’t stand to be around either of you.” i shrugged.

“i get it.”

i glanced at the open window inside her hut and saw her children inside.

her son was holding her youngest daughter in his lap, both of them smiling and laughing.

“my kids asked about you. they were surprised to see another omaticaya here. of all places.” she said.

the young daughter spotted me and gave me a shy wave. the son said something to her making her look up at him before they both stood and walked away.

“you have a beautiful family.” i smiled.

“thank you.” she muttered.

“i’m sorry i couldn’t give you that.”

she raised her head to look up at me. she was confused and took a step toward me.

“oh, y/n-“

“that’s what you always wanted right? a family. obviously you couldn’t have that being with me.”

“that’s not why i left.” she said loudly. she looked like she said it louder than she should have and glanced at the window of he hit to see if she had caught anyone’s attention.

i just glared at her. i know i didn’t tell my family what happened but the reason she hadn’t told her was because she knew what she did was wrong.

“i didn’t mean to fall in love with him.” she said in a more hushed tone.

“what kind of excuse is that, neytiri?” i laughed out.

“i know how it sounds. i know i lied to you about jake and how i felt about him. and i’m so sorry.” she reached for my hand but i took it away.

“you didn’t just lie. you tried to convince me you two weren’t in love. told me i was crazy and jealous and how you couldn’t possibly love a dreamwalker.”

she sighed out and glanced at the hut.

“what? you don’t want your kids to find out you’re a liar-“ she grew terrified and grabbed my head, one hand holding it in place and the other covering my mouth.

“and a cheater!” i yelled into her palm.

“stopstopstop! please, i’m sorry. please don’t say it so loud.” she hissed.

i glared up at her. she removed her hand and winced.

“i’m really sorry.”

“oh you’re really sorry?”

“are you going to behave this way the entire time i’m here?” she snapped.

i shrugged. she sighed out and looked at her hut. “you’re still the same.”

“what is that supposed to mean?”

“you’re sassy and argumentative.. and getting on my nerves.” she snapped.

i laughed at how irritated she was getting.

“i’m going inside. will i have to see you tomorrow for training?” she asked, crossing her arms.

“no.”

she sighed out.

“you’ll see my wife, though. have fun with that.” i smiled.

i left her there before she could respond to me.

the next day comes and everyone splits off to train with the new family.

tsireya and ao’nung were out by the ilu pen with neytiri’s children, tonowari and a few of his friends were training jake sully.

and ronal was getting ready to go with neytiri.

“are you sure you will be okay by yourself?” she asked me as she looked in a mirror, fixing her headpiece.

“i’ll be okay. i have friends besides you and wari.” i chuckled.

“that’s funny.” she said with a blank stare.

“i’d honestly rather have you help her than me.” she said as she stood up.

“why? we would just bicker and get nothing done. all neytiri likes to do is argue.” i grumbled.

“i know, but it’s awkward for us. your ex girlfriend being trained by her ex’s new wife. it’s just too much.” she groaned. i laughed.

“i know this must be so hard for you.” i dragged on dramatically.

“stay strong for me, my love. you’ll get through this.” i kissed the tip of her nose, making her deadly stare fade into a laugh.

“if you need me, i’ll be on the other side of the island.” i walked past her and left the marui, smiling at the sound of her laughter.

i had to walk past the sully hut to get to where i was going and i just did my hair, so i couldn’t dive in the water to just swim there.

i sighed out and walked past really quickly, trying my best not to look inside.

i turned a corner and a little girl was staring up at me and standing in my path.

“oh!” i muttered. it’s neytiri’s youngest daughter. wow, she looks exactly like neytiri when she was that age.

“hi, little one. are you lost?” i asked.

“oh… no. i’m not.” she answered.

“uhm.. okay.” i nodded. i hesitantly walked past her but her stare never let up. i start walking away when she calls for me. “wait!”

“yes?” i looked back at her.

she starts nervously fidgeting with her hands.

“are you.. omaticaya?” she asks.

i smiled softly. “yes, i am.”

“really?! i knew it! i told my mom but she didn’t believe me!” she exclaimed.

“aw, well.. now you know.” i shrugged.

“i’m tuk! how long have you been here?” she continued.

“uh.. hi, tuk. i’ve been here a long time.”

“wow.. dk you like it here? i like it here a lot, but i miss home. do you miss home?” she spoke super quickly and it made me laugh.

“uhm.. yes i love it here. and i miss home sometimes, but it’s okay.” i told her.

“you’re very pretty.” she smiled.

“aw thank you! so are you, little one.” i said, putting a bright smile on her face.

“tuk? tuk!” her mother called. i grew horrified but quickly changed my face when i remembered her daughter was standing in front of me.

“your mother’s looking for you.” i said.

and just in perfect time, neytiri turned the corner to find her daughter and i. her eyes grew wide before looking down at tuk.

“tuk, come.” she held her hand out.

“okay..” tuk takes her moms hand but looks back at me.

“bye.. uhm, what was your name?” she asks.

“oh..” i glanced up at neytiri who avoided my eye contact like the plague.

“it’s y/n. i’ll see you both around.” i bowed my head slightly before quickly walking away.

“don’t look back, don’t look back, just keep walking,-“ i muttered quickly as i sped up.

-neytiri’s pov-

“tuk, come.” i said to her.

i watched y/n nervously and tried to get tuk away as quickly as i could but i know she can’t help her curiosity.

“okay.. bye, uh.. what was your name?” she asked y/n.

shit.

y/n glanced at me and i tried so hard not to look at her.

she told tuk her name before leaving and we walked back to our marui.

“mama, you should be friends with y/n. you will enjoy having someone like us here.” she said sweetly.

she smiled back at me before jumping back into the marui. i sighed out.

“i think you’re right, tuk.” i smiled at her.

i looked up at the sky before muttering. “i’m sorry for lying to her. i’ll tell her when she’s older.” i prayed.

eywa might strike me with lightning.

꒰ 🥥 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

[bubblebaththoughts]

Female Submission

Ronal x Fem!Na’vi!Reader

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warnings: 18+ MDNI, switch!ronal, switch!reader, cunnilingus

“I’m not asking you, I’m telling you.” You cross your arms, in front of Ronal as the words slip from her mouth

“Not happening.” You sass

You feel the anticipation in the air, your heart pounding in anticipation. Ronal stands across the pod, her gaze locked onto yours. You can feel the challenge in her eyes, the unspoken promise of a battle.

You smirk, slowly sauntering towards her. With a single movement, you reach out and grab her hand, tugging her towards the bed. She resists, but you're not to be deterred — you have a mission.

The two of you wrestle, your hands entwined as you fight for supremacy. You can feel her strength, her determination, and you know you must be the one to win. You wrench her arm back, pressing her down onto the mat.

Her eyes are wide with surprise, her body tense beneath yours. You can feel her struggle, her will to fight, but you refuse to relent. You position yourself above her, your lips just inches apart.

Your grip on her loosened as you leaned down to kiss her and she took the opportunity to flip the two of you over, not even breaking this kiss, taking you completely by surprise.

She ventured down, holding your body down by your hips, and leaving small kisses down your body a she went.

You feel her soft lips on your inner thigh, and your breath hitches in anticipation. She looks up, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she moves her way closer to your center. Her fingers softly stroke your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

Her lips meet your clit and you gasp out loud, feeling as if you're on the edge of the world. Her tongue darts out, flicking and teasing your most sensitive areas. You moan as the sensations wash over you, and her hands slide up to cup your hips once again, pulling you closer to her as she continues to pleasure you.

You can feel her breath on your skin, and the heat of her body radiates against yours. She pauses for a moment, and you can feel her smirk against your skin as she looks up at you. She licks her lips, and you can't help but blush as you realize how turned on you are.

Her mouth resumes its exploration of your body, and you feel yourself melting into the sheets. Her fingers grasp your hips, pulling you closer and closer to her face as her tongue works its magic. You start to rock your hips against her, seeking out the pleasure she's giving you.

The sensations overwhelm you, and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. You can feel her smile against your skin as she senses your pleasure, and she continues to lavish your body with her mouth.

You can't take it any longer and you let out a loud moan as you come undone in her arms. Your body shakes with pleasure, and you can feel her smile against your skin as she holds you close.

Finally, you drift back to reality, and you can feel her lips press against your skin as she kisses you tenderly. You can't help but smile as you realize the pleasure she has just given you.

"I'm not done with you yet, Ro." you whisper, your voice barely a whisper. You press your lips against hers, your passion and desire overwhelming her. She moans in pleasure and you can feel her body relax beneath you.

You press your body against hers, your hands roaming her curves. Her breathing is heavy and her heart is racing. You can see the desire in her eyes, the need for more.

The two of you move together, your hand slipped down to her pussy, and you started to gently caress her until she began rutting into your hand for more friction. You move faster, her moans growing louder. You can feel her body trembling beneath you, her breath coming in short gasps. You can feel her slowly surrendering to you, and you revel in the power.

Eventually, you feel her body go limp beneath you. She looks up at you, her eyes filled with awe and admiration. You smirk, knowing you've proven your dominance.

The two of you collapse in a satisfied heap, your bodies spent from the battle. You can feel her heart pounding against yours, her breath warm against your skin. You smile, content with the knowledge that you have conquered her.

“I win.” Ronal declared

You look up instantly, almost offended by her words “How so?”

“I made you cum first.” She breathlessly sighed “No argument.”

[amesvertes]

hi yami !! i hope you’re having a wonderful day my love! i wanted to request a ronal x black!human! fem!reader fic where reader awakens something in ronal and she’s like “i must’ve been cursed by eywa” and tonowari is like “babe, you think she’s hot 😭”

sjsjsjsjsj i hope this made sense. i’m clearly so down bad for her that i’m being incoherent. thank you for even reading this !! you’re so sweet!

BROWN SKIN GIRL. ronal & tonowari

warnings: minors dni!/swearing/black fem!reader/ronalxreaderxtonowari/allusions to smut in the end. summary: in which you, the pilot who flew norm and max to tend to kiri, end up catching the attention of both the tsahik & olo'eyktan, a/n: allllyyyyy!!!! i love you so much for this request!!! got me writing a part two as we speak.

ronal stepped back as soon as kiri woke up, allowing neytiri to rush to her daughter's side. the sully children gave thanks to her before following their mother's actions, making the tsahik's gaze soften, even if it was for a second.

she soon snapped out of her trance with the sound of tonowari clearing his throat in the entrance of the marui. the tsahik sighed, walking towards her mate with a tired expression. the couple then made their way out, walking side by side towards the beach.

"this family will be the death of me." she grumbled, carrying her basket of tools in one hand while the other held her mate's hand. tonowari chuckled at her words, shaking his head. "they are growing on you, i can tell." he replied, humming softly when ronal nudged him playfully. "they had already grown on you from the start." she teased with the hint of a smile.

"they have strong hearts, and they have learnt our ways quick, haven't they?" tonowari responded, looking down at his mate. ronal sighed, "fine, i'll give them that." her smile finally broke through, making a goofy grin form on tonowari's face, "there's my favourite smile…"

the tall na'vi's voice trailed off as he stopped dead in his tracks, staring straight ahead. ronal's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "what is it? what are you looking at…" the tsahik followed his train of sight.

and there you were, standing next to norm, deep in conversation. your hair was braided back in a similar hairstyle to neytiri's, your skin was a deep brown that glowed in the sun, your lips were glossy and brown before they turned into a shade of pink, your figure was lean and tall, well taller than the other human that had accompanied norm, and, mother of eywa, when you turned to the side the mated couple's eyes widened.

ronal's thoughts were interrupted by tonowari's tail hitting the back of her legs. she nudged him, "why is your tail wagging?" she questioned, accusingly. tonowari's eyes narrowed, "why is your tail wagging?" he countered, making the tsahik look back. and clear as day, her tail was swishing.

"eywa have mercy." she muttered, running a hand over her face. tonowari looked back at her, "you… you don't find her attractive? do you?" he questioned with a pointed expression. "do you find her attractive?" ronal questioned back. tonowari shrugged, "i mean, i don't kn- hey, i asked first." he frowned.

"so what if i do?" she answered quietly making tonowari's eyes widen. "but you do too," ronal added quickly, attempting to brush it off.

they stood in silence for a few seconds, "let's go talk to her."

meanwhile, you stood there, oblivious to the gawking taking place a few metres away from you.

you snickered, "well maybe, just maybe, eywa is real." you spoke, preparing yourself for the argument norm was about to present. "but-" you shushed him, "don't get your panties in a twist, we'll probably never know the answer. but if what that lady was doing worked, without medicine, there could be a possibility. but hey, what do i know? i'm just a pilot." you shrugged as norm shook his head.

"first of all, that lady was the tsahik. secondly, she's staring at us right now so if we're in trouble it's your fault." you turned at his words, confusion etched into your face.

and surely enough there were two na'vis, burning holes into the back of your head. you turned back to norm quickly, "oh no, you don't think she heard me, do you?" you questioned, shuddering. norm shrugged, "why don't you ask her?"

you turned once again, only to see them walking towards you. "shit." you cursed under your breath turning back immediately to norm.

"you," a deep voice spoke from behind you, making you jump in surprise before you turned around.

you looked up at the source of the voice, a tall, handsome na'vi with tied back curly hair. his eyes were an electric blue, staring down at you with an unreadable expression.

"what are you called?" the tsahik asked next, looking down at you with the same strange expression.

you were quiet for a few seconds, shocked to your core, but norm quickly kicked you in the shin. "i- er- y/n, y/n l/n." you coughed out, clearing your throat awkwardly afterwards.

"well, y/nl/n, you cannot leave." the male spoke once again. you choked on your saliva, "excuse me?" you rose one of your eyebrows and placed your hands on your hips.

"my mate means you cannot leave, tonight. there is a storm brewing in the direction you came that will last for a few days. it will be dangerous for flying in your- sky people contraption. we advise you to stay if you wish to live." the tsahik spoke, her voice was rich and melodic, very much like her husband's.

you gnawed on your lip before sighing in defeat, "is there any place for us to stay? and any change of clothes?" you asked.

ronal almost got light headed with the thought of you in metkayina clothing, skin exposed.

"there is an empty marui near jakesully's, and i'm sure my wife can heir a seamstress to make you something." the olo'eyktan smiled, a smile that sent goose bumps all over your skin. ronal nodded in agreement, shooting you the same chilling smile. you sighed, "okay."

now it was night time and you stood in front of a mirror, staring at yourself while the hired seamstress pulled at your new and improved clothing.

the loincloth made for you was, skimpy to say the least. it consisted of a thong a makeshift mini skirt made out of small shell chains that hardly hid the flesh of your ass. your top wasn't at all modest either, made out of shells once again, but it thankfully hid your now perky nipples.

the seamstress hummed in what sounded like approval, "nice body, but short." she poked at your ass making you yelp. you huffed, staring at yourself in the mirror once again. "no time for admiration, food is finishing." she reminded you, making sure you left her marui and walked towards the bonfire.

"here goes nothing…"

you walked into the clearing, trying to ignore the stares being given your way as you squeezed pass groups of metkayina people, careful not to step on anyone's tail.

the fish you were given was smaller compared to everyone else's, but you didn't mind, you wouldn't be able to finish anything of that amount. you sighed as you looked around the sea of people, wishing the sully's hadn't stayed in to tend to kiri.

so you decided to head down to the beach, sitting on a rock near your helicopter and eating with the eclipse being your only form of entertainment.

you had also been given a wine red drink that smelled like it would taste like grape fruits. you took a sip, humming softly at the taste, it did taste like grapefruits, but sweeter.

ronal watched you from a distance, sitting next from tonowari as they ate in silence. "wari?" she nudged him, "hmm?"

"did you see what she was wearing?" she asked, taking small sips from her drink. tonowari's ears perked up at the topic of you, "no, unfortunately. did you?" he replied. ronal shook her head, still looking at you.

"she's alone." she stood up, drowning her drink. tonowari looked up at here with a confused look, "so?" he asked. ronal rolled her eyes, "let's go talk to her." she didn't wait for a response as she made her way to you.

your plate was empty now as you sat, legs apart, drinking the remains of your beverage. from the warm fuzzy feeling you felt it was probably the na'vi version of alcohol, not that you were complaining though.

you were about to get when two people joined you, those people being tonowari and ronal, of course.

it took a while for your eyes to adjust in the faint light, but as soon as you made out their faces the feeling of sudden self awareness took over you. "oel ngati kameie, tsahik, olo'eyktan." you spoke, sliding off the rock and gathering your things.

"not so fast, little one. we came to see your clothes…" tonowari trailed off as he took your appearance in. ronal did the same, visibly tensing up.

you subconsciously crossed your arms over your chest, "yeah, um, thank you for getting them made, and for the accomo-" you were cut off by a pair of lips smashing onto yours and a pair of hands pulling you back onto the rock.

you pulled away, heart racing as you were met with ronal's face. and hey, maybe it was the alcohol but as soon as you caught your breath you pulled her in for another kiss, moaning into her mouth as she pushed you against the surface of the rock.

you had almost forgotten about tonowari until you felt a hand start to tug your loincloth down your face, exposing your heat to the cool breeze.

ronal pulled away, slightly panting as she looked down at you. "let's welcome you to metkayina, properly."

© amesvertes 2023

[pandorasfruit]

do you guys think that had it been Spider to pass instead of Neteyam, Ronal would have had him buried? part of me thinks she would have refused, and they would've had to send his body back to Highcamp, and bury him there

[kayena1]

Hi! I’m so happy that you liked the first chapter. Thank you all for reading it!

Taglist: @dayyzlol @iheartalotofthings @eddiemunsonguitar @atokirina-tsuki @morganswan @lunamochii @aclsrc

Chosen|pt2

The girl saw her father landing in the water. Lay’ra quickly ran to her father greeting him. When Tonowari saw his daughter running to him he immediately spread his arms waiting to embrace her and the girl didn’t hesitate to fall into her father’s arms.

Once she pulled away she looked in his eyes.

“Toruk Makto and his family are here” Lay’ra spoke waiting for her father to say something. Tonowari looked at his daughter, his expression hardened. He knew what happened to Lay’ra before she arrived at the Awa’atlu village, before she became his daughter.

Tonowari patted the girls head before turning to the direction of the newcomers. He started walking toward the forest na’vi, Lay’ra was trailing behind him. When they reached them Lay’ra went to her brother and sister only hearing the sully family asking for uturu before zoning out. She wondered why they are here.

She snapped out of the daydreaming when she heard a hiss coming from Neytiri who hissed at Ronal and Ronal hissing back at her. Now usually she would ignore anything similar to this because she knows her mother can handle herself, but this time she felt anger bubbling in her stomach. She hurried to her mother’s side hissing at Neytiri. The girl frowned her eyebrows.

“You seek uturu yet you dare to hiss at our tsahik!” Lay’ra spoke loudly. Her mother placed a hand on her shoulder and that’s when she turned to face the woman.

Ronal like Tonowari knew what Toruk Makto did to Lay’ra, that’s one of the reasons she didn’t want to let them stay. Ronal looked at her daughter’s eyes as if asking should they be allowed to stay or go somewhere else. The girl looked at her mother’s eyes with a soft smile nodding her head. Lay’ra didn’t wouldn’t let them stay out of kindness but because of the children, the children were raised in war and she felt sympathy for them. Tonowari and Ronal exchanged looks before Tonowari spoke out loud saying that the newcomers will be allowed to stay.

Lay’ra heard her father saying that they will teach the newcomers, Ao’nung groaned and went to argue with his father who shut him up, Tsireya was welcoming and helped them carry their things while Lay’ra slowly came closer to Jake Sully offering her hand to take something from him. Jake looked at Lay’ra with sadness in his eyes before slowly giving her some of his things. She didn’t say anything just took what he gave and started walking them to a place that will be their new home.

Lay’ra showed them their home putting things in the corner of the marui. Her sister has already walked off and her brother was nowhere to be seen. The girl was helping the kids taking stuff from them and putting it in the same corner. After she was done she huffed and smiled turning to the family.

“Will you be joining us for communal breakfast tomorrow?” Lay’ra asked tilting her head with a smal smile, mostly trying not to look to Jake or Neytiri.

“Can we?” Asked Neteyam.

“Of course you can and I assume you will” The girl said smiling at him, her tail swinging from side to side.

“I will come and get you in the morning” Lay’ra said walking away from the Sully marui to her family’s one. Lay’ra knew that Tsireya and Ao’nung will take care of them today, she doesn’t need to intervene. So with that thought in mind she walked to her home.

When the days end was nearing and her siblings and parents returned Lay’ra tackled all of them in a hug laughing with such a mischievous smile.

The night went by quickly and when morning rolled around Lay’ra knew she had to get up earlier to go grab the Sullys for communal breakfast. She stood up looking at her already awake parents before silently going to both of them hugging them.

“Good morning” She said sweetly.

“Good morning my child” Ronal replied kissing the girls forehead. Lay’ra just giggled quietly.

“Are you ready for today? As a tsakrem you will have to help Jake Sully and his mate with the lessons” Tonowari said to the girl.

A year after accepting Lay’ra as a daughter, Ronal received a vision, the vision showed Lay’ra as a tsakrem so Ronal decided to accept the said girl to become her apprentice. Although Tsireya was already learning to become a tsahik Ronal decided to make Lay’ra her other tsakrem.

The girl nodded at her father’s words.

“I know, even if it’s my duty I do not want to interact with them but I will teach them just like I teach children. They are the same aren’t they? They know nothing of the way of water.” Lay’ra took her father’s hand in her own before gently squeezing it.

“Oh look at the time I told them I will grab them for communal breakfast I must go”Lay’ra said looking at the villagers going out of their marui homes. She lifted her self up from the ground, letting her father’s hand go before running out of her family’s marui.

The girl ran to the Sully family, greeting all of the villagers that she met on the way before she reached her destination.

“Good morning!” Lay’ra burst in to the marui.

“Good morning” Tuk and Kiri replied sleepily.

“Hi” Lo’ak and Neteyam replied in unison.

Lay’ra smiled warmly at the kids, after all she couldn’t be mad at them. The kids did nothing wrong to her, they might not even remember her. But the parents, when she looked at the parents her smile fell along with her ears. Lay’ra looked coldly at the adults in front of her.

“I came to take you to communal breakfast, follow me” She said before turning her back to them. She slowly started walking, letting the kids chatch up to her, Lay’ra saw the parents move behind their kids slowly following her.

The girl guided them to an open space where there was only sand and a bonfire lit. She saw other na’vi and when the villagers saw her they greeted her with an I see you, the girl returned the gesture to the villagers. Lay’ra saw how the villagers formed a circle around the bonfire. Her father and mother with her siblings were up front.

“Come I will show you where to sit” The girl led the family of 6 to the front, so they could talk things out with the leaders of the clan.

After they were seated she quickly and happily walked to her family before plopping to the sand.

“I’m back and I brought the Sully’s like I said” The girl said turning to her mother.

“That’s good” Ronal said patting her daughter’s head. The girl smiled before her father passed her a leaf with fish and fruits on it.

“Thank you” Lay’ra said to her father as she took the leaf from him.

The girl was unaware of the two pair of eyes looking her way but Ronal was. She glared at Jake and Neytiri who quickly returned to their food. Tonowari sensing he’s wife’s change in the air spoke up.

“I will teach you Jake Sully the way of the water, my mate will teach your wife. The breathing will be taught by our daughter Lay’ra”

The adults ears perked up at hearing the information. Eyes looking between all 3 of them.

“Your children will be taught by my daughter Tsireya and son Ao’nung, Lay’ra will help them if they struggle” Tonowari continued his speech.

“Yes father” The three siblings said in unison.

After Lay’ra was done with breakfast she turned to her father.

“I will go to pick up some shells from the ocean for my new headpiece I’m making. After your done with Jake Sully I will come to take him for the breathing lessons” Them Lay’ra turned to her mother.

“The same goes for Neytiri. I will come to take her for the breathing lessons” The girl said before her mother placed a hand on her cheek and Lay’ra leaned into her mother’s hand.

The girl stood up and walked away to the sea humming a song that Ronal had sung her when she had nightmares about the times before she came here. Lay’ra called her ilu. Gently making tsaheylu, she got on the creature’s back before diving in to the water.

When she was deep enough she broke the bond as gently as when she made it before swimming to pick up the shells. Lay’ra swam picking all the colourful shells putting them in a pouch she had, when she had enough she swam up to the surface calling for her ilu who immediately came to her. When Lay’ra reached the land she saw her father who was walking alongside Jake Sully.

“Father!” The girl shouted waving her hand before she got off of her ilu and ran to her father.

“Is Jake Sully done with his lesson with you?” Lay’ra asked smiling at her father. Tonowari nodded in response.

“That’s great, that means mother must be done with Neytiri?” The girl asked again.

“Yes they should be done by now” Her father answered. Tonowari didn’t want to let his daughter be alone with the ones that hurt her but as a tsakrem she had to fulfil her duties.

Lay’ra turned to Jake her smile disappeared, her ears fell, she held a cold expression and her tail stopped swaying in excitement.

“Then Jake Sully come with me we will go to your mate” She turned around, not before waving her father goodbye, and started walking. Jake followed behind her not saying anything.

When they reached their destination they saw Ronal trying to teach Neytiri to ride an ilu. Neytiri was unsuccessful.

“Mother!” The girl shouted stepping into the water. The water reached her tights, her tail was swaying in the water again from excitement of seeing her mother.

The girls mother turned attention from Neytiri and when she saw her daughter her hard expression turned to a soft one.

“We are done here!” Ronal shouted to Neytiri before swimming to the girl on her ilu. As soon as she was close to the girl she broke the bond with the creature and went to her daughter’s side. She hugged her daughter and cupped her daughter head kissing her forehead.

“Did you find any shells that you like?” Ronal asked Lay’ra who nodded her head reaching for the pouch she had strapped on to her hip.

“Look aren’t they pretty?” The girl asked the mother. The mother gave a nod in response. Neytiri swam to her husband side. She was tired, couldn’t tame an ilu, she couldn’t adjust to this new environment.

“I will take both of them from here” Lay’ra said to her mother. Ronal looked at her daughter in sadness. Even if the girl looked like a forest na’vi with a tail of the metkayina she was still her daughter. And she despised the idea of her teaching someone who had hurt her in the past. The mother turned to the Omaticaya couple glaring daggers at them before looking to her daughter gently embracing her.

“Good luck my child” Ronal whispered in her ear before pulling away. She gave her daughter one last smile before she walked past her, Ronal needed to return to her tsahik duties.

Lay’ra didn’t talk to them and started walking. The couple got the point and followed her. She took them to a place that was peaceful and nothing other than water’s rustling could be heard.

“Today I will teach you how to breathe” The girl said turning around to face them.

“But we are already breathing” Jake said confused.

“Not from here” Lay’ra said placing her hand on her chest.

“From here” She placed a hand on her stomach.

“If you want to live her you have to act like us. That includes breathing like us, swimming like us, moving like us.” She said sternly.

“You have thin arms your tails are thin you will be slow in water, that’s why you have to work harder” Lay’ra said circling around them.

“But you to have thin arms” Jake said without thinking.

“And I have a tail that gave me oh so many attention back where you came from!” She hissed at him.

“Don’t expect me to be a soft teacher. I won’t help you if you don’t want to learn so watch carefully and listen closely to what I say” Lay’ra said before siting near the water.

“Come sit the lesson will start now”

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Thank you all for reading😊

Part3

[eywaseclipse]

Alright Ronal and her outfit profile:

I find that she’s incredibly sophisticated and intelligent and her garments show that. The details of her pieces are both connected to her Ocean biome the status of being Tsahík. Her tattoos symbolize status and family rank and the devotion she has to her people. I love that her designs are a little bit more intricate and detailed.

Here’s a head canon I have about her outfit choices:

Her leather dorado headpiece was handed down from the Tsahík before her. It’s a symbol of great status and spirituality she wears with pride

The shells on her loincloth are collected from Tonowari as a token of his love for her

She specifically crafts an outfit for each Tulkun migration because of how deeply important it is for her and her spirit sister

Her and Tonowari have matching outfits but hers; loincloth and his a shawl. The feathers and colors symbolize Tsahík and Olo’eyktan status

Many years before Tsireya was even born she hand crafted matching outfits with the intention that she’d be eventually be a girl mom

Her least favorite garment is for the funeral rites she performs; although she has a stoic demeanor she cares deeply for her people and others and absolutely dreads the funeral aspect of being Tsahík

[torukmaktoskxawng]

Hello hope you are having a good new year so far I also cannot wait on the next update on maykalas story but I will wait patiently

I also have a question does maykalays avatar have human looking body and by that I mean does she have maybe a fuller chest or maybe wider hips if so how do you think Ronal and tonowari think of it

Good year so far, thank you for asking! Hope you're 2024 is treating you well!

Makayla's avatar is meant to represent Na'vi (specifically forest Na'vi) physically and autonomously, like all RDA avatars. When it comes to any human traits they possess, it's mostly eyebrows, small eyes, tattoos, and extra fingers and toes, like what we see in the movies and read in the guidebooks. Otherwise, the avatars are mostly made to try and blend in with the natives of Pandora.

So I always imagined Kayla would be closer to Grace's avatar shape (only not as tall, more like Neytiri's height). However, since Kayla is military, and because of her training with the Na'vi, she has more muscles in her arms and core.

However, compared to a standard Metkayina's build, Omatikaya and avatars are TINY and I love it 🤣 (and I think Ronal and Tonowari do, too). Ronal is broader and fuller than Kayla (even when not pregnant) and Tonowari is a mountain of a man. So as long as Kayla doesn't mind being manhandled 👀 she'll be fine.

tsamsiyu ta'em masterlist

[kiris-wife]

illicit affairs pt two | kiri sully

summary: feeling like a second option, kiri has been avoiding you since the night she confessed at the beach; reader has to try to make things right with her soon, but you just got yourselves into a bigger mess. read pt one!

genre(s): angst. like. lots of it.

warnings: ao'nung being an asshole but it's really subtle, aged up characters, cheating, emotional and a lil heavy makeout sesh ig, kiri is not being treated right sorry lmaooo, neteyam is alive here because i'm delusional, the girls have a looot of mixed feelings, this is not as good as the first part

it's been a week since kiri last saw you. in fact, it's been a week since she left her family's marui, isolating herself from everyone, even her siblings. she was heartbroken, truly. especially because you didn't even try to visit her. regretting leaving home on that damn night, the girl couldn't keep tears from falling down from her eyes. if you hadn't kissed, everything would be normal right now. if only she wasn't so idiotic, you would still be with her.

and she felt angry, too. angry because you didn't had the guts to sort things out. angry because you wouldn't leave ao'nung. she knew you were scared of this situation, as much as she was. she was angry because you were a coward. and mostly, she was angry because she couldn't stop loving you. but who was she to call you a coward anyways? it's not like she was trying to make things right too. her head was a mess, bottled up feelings from all the past years coming to haunt the poor girl.

her feelings for you were old news; you have been kiri's whole word since you were fourteen. but she knew the two of you was never going to happen. so she settled with being your best friend, comforting you whenever your stupid ass boyfriend hurt you or when you got into those awful fights with your parents just to protect him. but since that night at the beach, something lit up inside of her — for a brief moment, she felt like you could be happy together.

nonsense. soon, you and ao'nung were going to be mated before eywa; you would be forever stuck with him mistreating and cheating on you. and kiri would be alone forever, because let's be honest, she couldn't love someone as much as she loved you.

she heard footsteps getting closer. more than anything, her heart wished it was you, saying that you were leaving ao'nung. that she was the choosen one. but of course this was just a stupid dream of hers.

"kiri?" her brother called, entering the marui. she let out an annoyed sigh in response, hiding her face on the pillows. "come on. when are you going to leave?"

"i do not want to be bothered right now, neteyam."

"just tell me what's going on. everyone is worried — y/n has been asking about you."

oh no. kiri felt her chest tighten, unsuccessfully trying to fight the loud cry that was threatening to leave her mouth due to the mention of your name, her grip on the pillows getting harder each time she sobbed. she hated worrying everyone like this. the older boy sat down beside his sister, gently resting a hand on her back.

soon, neteyam added two plus two. the reason kiri was so down lately was because of you. that's why you hadn't come to visit yet. "did you guys... get into a fight?"

"a bad one." she cried. "a really, really bad one."

"things like this happen all the time kiri, you've been best friends for so long. i'm sure you guys will be attached to the hip again in no time."

"no... you don't get it!" the girl abruptly sat up, puffy eyes from crying hours before. "i love her, neteyam. i don't want to be y/n's friend anymore! i'm sick of this. she treats me like i'm special, says that she feels something for me and then pretends that i don't exist... this is not fair at all." kiri couldn't believe the words that just escaped her lips. she never confessed her feelings for you to anyone, what was it with her and saying compromising things without thinking these days? "i- forget about it. pretend you didn't hear this."

neteyam looked at his sister, wide eyed. this was a lot to digest — you and your boyfriend always seemed so happy, giggling and holding hands whenever the two of you were together outside. "isn't she dating ao'nung?"

"seriously... you never heard the rumors? that asshole keeps cheating on her every week; and she forgives him. and then whose shoulder she cries on? mine. im the one who's always there for her, not him." she paused for a moment. why was she talking so much? kiri couldn't recognise herself — she was always so rational. "she didn't cheat on him or something. we just talked, before you lecture me." she was lying, of course. but he didn't have to know all the details.

"i wasn't going to." he needed to chose his next words carefully; neteyam felt a little bit of resentment towards you now for treating his sister like that. but he knew you were a good person — just a confused one. "the both of you need to talk about this. go after her. she's probably scared of what is going to happen next."

"no. i won't go after her. i chased y/n my whole life. if she wants me, she'll have to look for me."

he sighed. such a stubborn girl. "can you at least go outside for a bit? play with tuk or something, help mother out with her tasks; just try to do something to distract yourself. drowning yourself in your own misery will do no good for you."

"...fine. but i won't look for her."

...

half asleep on ao'nungs chest, you found yourself replaying last weeks event in your head — kiri has been avoiding everyone, and you were the one responsible for it. "our relationship is ruined and it's my fault. i have to make things right again."

no. you didn't want to be her friend. you wanted to be with her. kiri sully was the one consuming your thoughts everyday, making your heart skip a beat whenever you were around her; kiri sully was the one that made your skin felt like it was burning whenever she touched you. and being away from her was killing you.

but at the same time you felt like you couldn't leave ao'nung. he has been by your side since you were children: he was one of the very friends friends you made. he was your first kiss, your first time. your first boyfriend. you were supposed to be mating soon, ronal's preparations for you to become the next tsa'hik had already started — his parents really loved you like a daughter. how could you disappoint everyone like this?

guilt was eating you alive. how could you be thinking of another person like this while laying on your boyfriend's chest? this was one of the very few moments you were getting along, and you couldn't care less about it anymore.

then you remembered. he always did the same thing you were doing right now. and you always forgave him. if he could do that, why couldn't you do the same? he never thought about your feelings before screaming at you, cheating and saying all kind of awful things. he never thought about what the others would think, the disappointment and shame that he was putting you and his family through with all the rumors going around. so fuck him.

you slowly get up, avoiding to look him in the eyes. "we have to go. don't you have some training to do?"

"no, not right now. father will call me when he's ready. why are you acting like this?"

"what do you mean? i'm acting normal."

"you're not even looking at me, y/n. don't tell me you're still upset about last week."

"i don't know. maybe i am."

"oh my god, you're so dramatic. i already said i'm sorry, baby, come on. don't be so hard on me." he was now hugging you from behind, caressing your body.

a few months ago, if he had done this, you would've melted like butter. but right now all that you wanted to do was get away from your boyfriend's grip and find the one you wanted the most; no. that you needed the most.

"ao'nung... not right now, okay? i have to leave. but i promise i'll see you later. go after for your father, he's probably looking for you." you tried your best to not sound anxious or bothered, giving him a quick peck on the lips before opening the marui and making your way to the sully's house.

bingo. she was about the leave, her older brother behind her. it was the perfect opportunity — you were going to be alone and sort this once and for all. approaching the omaticaya, you softly call her name.

"kiri?" now that she was right there after all this time, you wanted to run away. turn your back and pretend that this never happened. but you couldn't.

the girl looked at you with an angry expression; kiri felt a wave of rage consume her. seriously? only after a week you were trying to talk to her? she wanted to give you a slap across the face. "what?"

"i believe we need to have a talk" you signed to the empty house, an awkward smile on your face. "neteyam, could you give us some privacy please? i'll be quick with her." he frowned. neteyam had the feeling that leaving you two alone in this situation wasn't a good idea. but he gave you a nod and left anyways.

closing the marui, you looked at your friend. you knew this reprimanding look she was giving you too well; but this time it was different. she was actually mad at you, and it broke your heart knowing that you had hurt her. "so?"

"so." you looked down, fidgeting with your fingers. "i guess i owe you an apology."

"no shit. what else?" she sat down, trying to keep the composure. but you knew her too well. you could tell she was hurting — kiri had lost a little bit of weight, dark circles around her eyes. even her voice was different, like she was trying hard to not cry in front of you.

"i meant what i said. i love you, kiri. i'm sorry i didn't look for you sooner. i'm too scared of this shit. everyone is expecting something of me and i just- i'm a mess right now. i'm sorry. i'm so sorry. i don't want to lose you." now you were crying, the feelings you've been holding for so long coming out. you wished that things weren't so hard. that you could just be with her already. kneeling down to look at her, you held the girl's face with you hands. "i don't want to hurt you. i don't want to hurt us. please, help me clean this mess up."

kiri couldn't hold the tears back anymore, touching your foreheads together, her hand holding yours. "i love you y/n. but you're not mine."

"no. you're wrong. i belong to you, ma'kiri. you're the one that has my heart."

she kissed you. a stupid decision, but kiri couldn't keep herself away from you. she needed to feel the sensation of your soft lips on hers again, to feel your taste. it was needier than the last time, hungrier; your tongues fighting for dominance, the salty taste of the tears you both were letting out getting in the middle. her hands made their way to your hips while your arms were wrapped around her neck.

soon you were on top of the omaticaya, sitting on her lap. separating the kiss to breathe, kiri couldn't help the guilt that was overflowing her body. "i need to stop this." she thought. and yet, she pulled you closer into another passionate kiss. her hands were pressed on your back — she just had to feel you close to her, your heartbeats in sync with each other. she wanted to mark you as hers now. resisting the urge to pull her braid out, the girl broke the kiss again. her heart kept saying to continue this. but her brain kept screaming at her to stop; she couldn't let you do this to her.

leaving open mouthed kisses to her neck, your mind was foggy — you needed to make up for the lost time. how could you not realize how much you loved this woman before? "i love you so much. i love you so much it hurts. please don't ever leave me again, this week without you was terrible, kiri. i never want to be away from you again." it sounded like a desperate cry, and it made kiri's heart flutter; she have seen you being vulnerable before, but now this was so different. and even though she loved this — and you — she needed to put an end to it. it wasn't right.

"fuck- y/n. stop. let's stop it. this is wrong."

you lifted your head up to look at her, feeling disappointed. gosh, she looked so beatiful; teary eyes and swollen lips, her chest rising up and down. "are you sure?"

"i won't let you make me a side chick." she needed you. but she couldn't lower down her level so much.

"love, no. you're not a side chick. you're kiri, my kiri. you're my-"

"your what? your girlfriend? stop this." she wanted to cry again. this wasn't going get you anywhere. "y/n. if you really love me like you say, if you don't feel anything for him. leave him. so we can be together." getting off her, you sit down beside your friend. was it even right to call her your friend now?

"it's not that simple, kiri..."

"it is. it is that simple. if you really loved me, you wouldn't be hesitant in breaking up with that jerk!" she was crying again; it broke your heart seeing her like this. you felt so lost, scared of what others might think — the future olo'eyktans girlfriend suddenly breaks up with him and gets with a girl the next day. but deep down you knew you couldn't sacrifice your happiness because of all the gossip.

"i'll do it. i'll end things with him. i just need some time."

"time for what? i don't get you."

"ma'kiri, just trust me. we will be together. i see you."

you kissed her again, and to your surprise she didn't pull away. kiri knew how wrong it was, and it hurt, it really did — having to share you with someone else. but she couldn't say no to her heart anymore.

because for you, kiri sully would ruin herself a million times.

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authors note: not me dividing this into parts again oops! i'll make a last part if you guys want (i actually will do it even if you don't want me to bc i can't finish the story with kiri being done like that), i'm really scared to disappoint yall since a lot of ppl seemed to like the first chapter but i swear im trying my best lmao

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❄️ christmas hc’s with the avatar girls!! ❄️

-kiri she’ll put mistletoe on EVERY doorway for any chance to kiss you (she kisses you anyway)

-tsireya is the most thoughtful person and every gift she makes is made with love

-neytiri would make the best christmas dinner and wouldn’t even let you step foot in the kitchen

-you and ronal would spend time wrapping presents for friends and family (she’s a perfectionist and doesn’t let you touch the gifts.)

-kiri’s favorite tradition would be being able to open a single present on christmas eve night

-tsireya make batches and batches of holiday cookies and you’d help her hand them out to the kids in her neighborhood

-neytiri would force her family to wear hand-okie ugly christmas sweaters and then take family photos

-ronal would spoil her kids when they were young with santa and elf the shelf, dedicating her time to making sure they believe in them while you remind her it’s a bad idea (she’d pour flour or powdered sugar on the floor and make footprints)

-kiri ALWAYS makes sure you get more presents than her

-tsireya once received a shell necklace for christmas you gave her and she had barely taken it off since

-neytiri’s favorite part of christmas eve is when the kids are in bed and you two are drinking peppermint hot chocolate while watching christmas movies

-ronal told you not to get her a present but when you got her one anyway, she cried for like a whole day (it was a homemade ring but it was really cute!)

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a/n: merry christmas to those who celebrate! i hope you have a nice holiday break, love you <3

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Tawtute Sickness (A Precious Drabble)

Pairing: Adult Ao'nung x Hyperfeminine Human Reader

This one shot is from the Precious series. It can be read alone but reading the Precious origin story gives a better experience and context.

Summary: There is still so much that Ao'nung does not understand about Sky People so with your cycle running off track, he is in for quite a surprise.

Warnings: MDNI, explicit talk of menstruation, talk of blood, hormones, hurt/comfort, misunderstanding, dominant Ao'nung, interspecies relationship, aged up Ao'nung, crying, self doubt, insecurity, protective Ao'nung, swearing, PMS, sexual themes, etc.

A/N: This is just a random little fun something I thought of when I was on my period. Nothing like a silly fantasy to help one cope:)

Adult Ao'nung pic by @cinetrix

Another cramp rolls through you mercilessly. With a groan you stuff a handful of stolen popcorn into your mouth. Surrounded by a small parade of stuffed animals atop your bed and drowning in the charm that is Mr. Darcy, there is no better place to take refuge. Your period has sprung into action earlier than expected but you’re proud of how things have been handled. 

It had taken copious amounts of bribery to convince Norm to deliver an excuse to Ao’nung as to why you can’t see him for a bit. Although double his age and even in possession of an Avatar body, Norm has always crumpled slightly under Ao’nung’s presence. Even as his visits have become more frequent at the outpost. The sight makes you giggle, no matter how hypocritical that is considering you too were anxious in his company for the first few weeks here. 

Despite the time that has passed since feelings were shared between the two of you, there is still a level of intimidation and intensity that comes with Ao’nung’s visits. He is never shy when it comes to sharing his opinions. Half the time it is hard to tell what will come out of the Metkayina male’s mouth next. Although, there are ways to identify the mischief that dances in his ocean blue eyes before. 

And neither is he bashful when it comes to sharing his particularly ravenous intentions with you. You would not be able to count on both hands the amount of times you’ve tried to swat his hands away while the two of you are in public. Not that it deters him. With a potential mating on the way it’s clear that the Metkayina prince views you as his own. Even in the extreme heights of embarrassment you can’t resist the wonders that he bestows upon your body. Always leaving your heart pounding at your rib cage and red face tucking under his chin afterwards. 

So in a way, you can’t blame Norm for never growing accustomed to Ao’nung’s company.

Regardless, the alibi has been sent and you’ve foraged for the proper snacks and feminine supplies to get your through. Now all that’s left to do is tuck into your room like a locked away princess in a tower and survive the next five days. Everything is going according to plan despite the sudden arrival of ‘Aunt Flow’. And in a few days you will be back snuggled in the impressively bulky arms of a certain Metkayina male. 

With a sigh you snuggle deeper into the plush surface. Despite the risk of stains you’ve allowed yourself the luxury of wearing one of your favorite pajama sets. It’s a dusted pink shade of silk that reminds you of the vintage film Sleeping Beauty. With the soft trim of purple lace along the sleeve and shorts hem, you feel like a delicate princess waiting to be rescued. Perhaps a foolish and even childish way to cope but it’s easier to get through the pain when you blur the harsh lines of reality into that of day dreams. 

However, it seems reality will not be kept out for long.

Or at least, Ao’nung won’t be.

You hear his pounding footsteps before he even reaches your hallway, the faint echo of Norm’s protests doing nothing to stop that determined rhythm. Norm scatters away once Ao’nung has pushed your door open, with a little too much force that makes you cringe. It’s an under evaluation of his strength luckily and not rooted in any real malice. Not when his eyes now narrow at you with a playful reprimand as his tail swings. 

“What have I said about avoiding me, precious?” He clicks his tongue, hands atop his hips as you scramble further under the pillows and stuffies. 

You feel foolish for thinking this plan would work but now that Ao’nung is here you are ready to do whatever it takes to conceal your embarrassing condition. 

“Not to.” You cake the tone over with sweet innocence and an even more tooth rotting smile. As always it’s done with a certain level of hesitancy, your nerves getting the better of you when his bulking frame is taking over your doorway. Still, you’ve learned there are special ways to soften Ao’nung’s composure. 

He takes a few strides into your room, effectively prompting you to scoot back further towards the headboard. 

“Hm, so then why is my precious sevin tucking away from me? I’m starting to think you crave some discipline, paskalin.” That sharp curve of a devilish smirk looks stunning along his turquoise lips. And like the true traitor she is, your pussy flutters at the sight. 

It’s not fair for him to waltz in here with bedroom eyes and chest still adorned with a hunting harness and weapons. Not fair when your body is literally punishing you for not being pregnant and Ao’nung offers himself up on a silver platter for your nature’s carnal desires. And especially not fair when pieces of those curling strands have fallen from his bun and lay across his collarbones to leave drops of salt water. 

You are in no state to be making plans. And definitely not finding ways to coerce the stubborn prince away from something he wants. 

“I’m just not feeling well, Ao’nung. Didn’t want to make you sick.” 

Ao’nung scoffs at the idea, borderline offended that you would even consider that a possibility. With your delicate state it seems laughable to him that you would be capable of passing on any sort of sickness to him. 

“Such a fragile thing.” He steps forward with the roll of his eyes. “Do not worry, I will-”

His sentence cuts off as sharp as the jagged rocks on the westside. Now at the foot of your bed, his nostrils flare visibly. Your stomach tangles in despair, already anticipating where this is going. 

“You’re bleeding.” He states, dark tone barely giving you a chance to register his words before he is rushing to your side. Ao’nung crawls onto the bed without  a passing concern for the screeching of the bed frame under his weight. Within seconds his large frame is towering over your own smaller body until you are wedged into the corner.

“No it’s nothing really. Well I mean I am bleeding but not in the way you think…or well it’s…” The rambling doesn’t reach his ears, ocean eyes searching over every inch of you to find the injury. Trepidation settles at the looming embarrassment that threatens to follow as you desperately squeeze your thighs together. 

Fighting against Ao’nung massive hands that clutch your shoulder and hips to turn you is useless but you can’t resist trying. And then his eyes snap downwards and with it your last shred of hope signed away. A look of utter horror contorts over his face as he stares down at the thin shorts just barely covering your panties. 

A beat of silence ensues. 

Face now the shade and temperature of a raging bonfire you struggle to think of a response through the fog of humiliation. 

“How…” The sound is barely choked out from his lungs. It’s a rare sight to see Ao’nung speechless, every ounce of playful banter wiped clean. And if the circumstances were any different, as in not having that dread painted across his face at the reveal of your bleeding vagina, then you would be tempted to enjoy seeing the mighty male so caught off guard. 

His fingers dig into the flesh of your plush hips. It’s clear that his head is struggling to come back online and process what devastating news he has uncovered. 

“Well you see-” Your voice unfortunately seems to snap him out of whatever daze he has been in, his body moving into action before you can even finish your sentence. 

“I will take you to my mother.” Perhaps the most terrifying sentence Ao’nung could say as he starts trying to pull you into his arms. Embarrassment bleeds into panic. A sense of anxiety bounces between the two of you as he rushes to scoop you up and bring you to the healer’s tent and you grasp at anything to keep from being met with the most intimidating woman on the planet in this condition. 

“No wait! Ao’nung it’s fine. I’m fine.” It’s not much use when he already has your wiggling figure dragged to the end of the bed with just one hand around your ankle. It traps you underneath his body in one swoop. 

“You are bleeding.” Ao’nung reiterates, sharp canines coming to show with a slight hiss. “Mawey tawtute, she will know what to do.” He nods firmly, but there's a crack of hesitance in his voice. As if the reassurance is really there for himself than anyone else. You’ve never seen Ao’nung so serious before, nor this panicked. 

Your pleas for release mean nothing as he quickly gathers you into his arms. Panic and humiliation work in tandem to wrestle you into a state of utter panic. And working more on instinct than real thinking you do the one thing that will grant you freedom.

You grab a fistful of curly hair and yank. Hard. 

Dropped back onto your plushy bed as Ao’nung lets out a pained hiss you scramble for the one place you might be able to hide. It’s painfully obvious and stereotypical but your closet is the first and only place you can think to escape the handsome male. The door bangs shut, encasing you in the darkness surrounded by frilly dresses and tickling lace. 

You grasp the handle with all the determination your exhausted body can muster. Ronal is a wonderful healer and exquisite leader but quite literally the last person on the planet you would want to witness your embarrassing, very stupidly human, condition. It’s likely that similar to her son she too would not know about human menstruation. 

It’s gross. You feel gross. Your entire body aches and as Ao’nung starts to yank on the other handle tears are already welling up in your eyes. From what emotion exactly you haven’t the faintest clue but the weak reaction brings a pit of annoyance into the mix too. Because of course all it takes is your concerned boyfriend who is just trying to help, to put you into another crying fest. This would be the third one this morning. 

It seems that whatever god created humans was far less kind than Eywa who at least had the decency to keep women from suffering monthly in the name of procreation. And with that thought in mind, anger comes to intertwine as well. 

“Ao’nung stop! I’m not injured!” A rough shout that is anger more directed at your current situation than hands that now swing the door open. 

The Metkayina male however is more than peeved now too. He isn’t about to take no for an answer as he hooks a thick arm around your midsection to pull you out. 

“Stop struggling.” He growls. 

You're halfway to the doorway of the bedroom and Ao’nung is anything but deterred by your babbling about how it is normal, just a tawtute thing. So your mouth makes a decision before your brain can approve it. 

“It’s because I’m not pregnant!” A shout loud enough to echo down the outside hallway and freeze the Metkayina prince in place. 

What a stupid thing to say. A terrible terrible mistake, you decide as you wiggle out of his grasp to glance up at his face. Now having rendered the male speechless twice in five minutes you feel slightly guilty. And humiliated. Along with disgusting, angry, tired. In fact you may as well feel every emotion under the sun with the way your chest squeezes painfully. 

“I’m not hurt. I’m not in need of healing. It’s called menstruation. Yet another wonderful thing about being a human woman. Where my stupid vagina decides to bleed every month because there is no fucking baby in me!” Your screeches make Ao’nung’s ears pin back, your chest heaving with the effort as tears rocket down your cheeks. You can’t find it within yourself to care that this is the harshest language Ao’nung has ever heard from you. Not when sobs are already crawling up your throat and tears blurr the view of the towering male before you.

The same male that is beautiful beyond belief. The same that has somehow found some interest in you. And now the same that has yet another gross reason to rethink being with a human. 

“So no I’m not hurt but I am…am…” Trembling lips crumble into a pout. Ao’nung’s tail curves. “I am miserable. Cramping. Tired. So fucking sad because this is the seventh time I’ve watched Pride and Prejudice because I can’t find the other earlier remake of it. And angry because I’ve already ruined a pair of pink panties. The ones with the clouds…that…that took me hours to make and…and I’m so disgusting!” Ao’nung’s eyes are blown wide enough to push his hairless brows into his hairline. “There’s blood everywhere! And I fucking hate it! And…and..my sleeve got caught on the doorknob earlier-”

Strong arms gently pull you until your cheek meets the warm skin of his abs. That simple action is enough to break the dam barricading your emotions. Now in a full meltdown, you paint his swirled skin with your tears and the racketing sobs fill the room sporadically. It feels nice to have something to hold onto, small fingers squeezing his hips as you break down. 

Minutes. Hours. Years. There is no recalling how long the two of you spend in that position as you unleash every torturing feeling from your chest. What you do know is that those large hands drawing up and down your back eventually soothe those sobs into small hiccups and then finally into short sniffles. 

“You’re not hurt.” Ao’nung checks again, calmly breaking the silence. 

“M’not hurt.” You mumble against his skin, soon thereafter mourning the loss of contact when Ao’nung carefully shifts you backwards. Disappointment does not linger for long, however, when a set of turquoise thumbs brush away the tears falling over your cheeks. 

Although his expression appears to be nothing related to anger, it’s difficult to decipher what exactly the Metkayina prince is thinking. A part of you wishes to not even venture to guess but that train of thought has already left the station. Another wave of embarrassment floods as you imagine just how ridiculous you must look at this moment. Eyes blotching and red as you cry over a simple natural process that is nothing in comparison to that of which the Na’vi go through to maintain everyday village life. Hiding away from your boyfriend in a sea of stuffed animals and stuffing yourself with popcorn as your way of throwing a pity party all while Ao’nung is still dressed in his hunting gear.

No doubt he has been up since dawn. Fulfilling both physically and socially draining duties to keep the clan running smoothly, in preparation for his time of reign. Ao’nung is everything you are not. You knew it within the first few minutes of meeting him. Perhaps he is not always the most patient or humble, but he is brave. And tough. Oh so mighty and resilient in taking on whatever Eywa throws his way. 

How much worse do you appear when coming from that perspective? Still dripping in salt water and spear leaning against the doorframe, what compels him to want to spend time with a whiny thing like you?

“Stop crying.” Large hands bracket the sides of your head as he works to keep up with the dropping tears. 

And you wish you could. 

You wish you could be more like the mighty warrior in front of you. Years have proven you to be nothing more than a small child that can not let go of her toys. Drowning in day dreams as your silly way to cope. 

That truth spins despair back into full swing. You feel even more guilty when Ao’nung pulls you back into his embrace, because who are you to warrant such affection? It’s clear that he deserves someone so much more and yet you selfishly accept the feel of his strong arms encircling you because it makes you feel safe. Because it allows air to properly enter your lungs again at a normal speed. 

When Ao’nung takes a knee to match your eye level, you twist to veer away from those crystal-like eyes. The Na’vi doesn’t give you much of a chance as he manhandles you back into place,his tongue clicking in disapproval, so he can look you over properly. 

“My poor tawtute.” He coos at you, as if addressing a lost juvenile creature without its mother. “Mawey, oeyӓ paskalin.” [Calm, my dear]  And before your brain can register the sweet nectar of his words, larger lips are pressing against your own. The light flutter of your heart is recurrent as he patiently works to deepen the kiss. It’s different from those that fill your passionate nights of lovemaking. Ao’nung patiently pulls you into that bliss until you are melting against him. 

Heavy eyes stall in opening once Ao’nung has pulled away. 

“Bring your mask.” Ao’nung intstructs abruptly. 

“What?” 

He has already risen to full height, a large hand resting along your spine to urge you towards the door. Unbothered by your confusion, he takes a well needed sip of air from his own dangling mask. When he does catch a glimpse of your expression he pauses before a smirk tugs at his lips and his tail bats playfully. 

“And your bunny of course.” He eyes the discarded toy with lips pulling back just enough to reveal sharp canines. “You will feel better once you are home.” 

And suddenly you are no longer confused. It should have been obvious, this most recent topic of argument between the two of you. No matter how fascinated Ao’nung is by your well decorated room he stops at nothing to coerce you to abide in his marui. He has been caught more than a few times even openly smuggling things from your room in the scheme of planting it in his home like bait for his prey. 

“Ao’nung no. I can’t come over tonight. Not like this.” 

Those hairless brows knit together as he sweeps over your frame once more. It’s clear he finds no flaw in your condition that would prevent you from letting him steal you away to his home. 

“And besides I have everything I need right here.” You scramble back over to your bed and begin explaining the little nest you have created for yourself. “Pillows for the perfect position, stuffed animals, snacks, and in another twenty minutes Mr. Darcy is going to confess his undying love for Elizabeth.” It’s clear that the last indication is lost on him as he follows your point towards the small tv. 

It’s not his first time observing the thin rectangle that plays moving pictures but it still manages to catch his confused attention each time. His lips curl back and faces squints with an utter look of disgust. The fact that the characters speak in Sky People language never helps to spark an interest for him. 

“I’m fine right here, Nung. I promise.” Your soft smile when you perch to sit atop the covers is only met with a scowl. The difficulty in explaining this to Ao’nung is yet another reason you had originally planned to hide away alone until this nightmare had blown over. “Go back to your duties. I’ll be happy here.” 

And that is the tipping point for Ao’nung. What is meant to come off as reassurance instead has his hairless brows pinching together and large hands settling over his curved hips. 

“You’re staying here for mester darsee.” It’s difficult to take his misplaced anger seriously when he struggles to pronounce the few English words. 

“No, Ao’nung that is not-”

“Fine. I will stay.” His massive body is already climbing onto your poor bed before you have another chance to protest. He continues to mutter under his breath. It’s a messy sprawl of annoyed curses and something about you not needing a Mr. Darcy. The giant Na’vi pouts even as he pulls you close to curl his body around yours. 

It’s wrong to keep the future Olo’eyktan to yourself like this but watching him sulk like a giant cat is too amusing to pass up. And then there is the comfort that comes with having Ao’nung wrapped around you like a dragon protecting his hoard, so you decide to be selfish. 

His curls tickle the back of your neck and a large hand spans over your abdomen. As he rubs soothing circles into your lower stomach you swear the heat and motion alone is better than the battery powered heating pack. The cramps don’t evaporate away but they settle into something more bearable, especially when your favorite scene finally comes onto the screen and you snuggle closer to your ridiculous lover. 

Slowly throughout the movie Ao’nung’s hand come to explore south into territory that would have Mrs. Bennett passing into an early grave. That confident exploration is a stark contrast to the simple touches exchanged between your favorite characters, but it holds the same passion. The same tension that has your thighs clamping together in defense against his devious fingers. 

You can feel the way his lips curve into a smirk against your ear. Period hormones are your sworn enemy as you are caught between fighting him off in sheer embarrassment and finally letting his hand slip underneath the band of your pretty shorts. 

“Don’t worry, oeyӓ tawtute. Next month I will do better.”

The sudden comments has you taken aback. .

“Do better at what?”

“Giving you my baby.” He casually states, unbothered by the way you freeze and struggle to take in oxygen. “This Sky Demon sickness won’t come for you when you are filled with my seed.” 

And like a silent promise, his thumb swipes over your lower stomach just as his fingers breach the band of your panties. 

I hope you enjoyed this little musing. I can't wait to carry out some of the other plans I have for these two. If you enjoyed it too please please let me know. I can't tell you enough how much hearing your feedback and comments means to me (anonymous or not).

[ma-yawntu]

mine, all mine. ii.

chapter two: paradise

pairing: neteyam x female!metkayina!reader

summary: As a punishment, your parents decided you and your siblings would have to teach the forest Na'vi the way of water; you weren't sure why he got under your skin so much.

word count: 4.0k

warnings: mentions of a blade, parental scolding, one swear, idk it's cute, NO USE OF Y/N

now playing... saturn by sza

chapter one

“I am here!” The attention of the entire Metkayina clan seemed to snap to the source of the declaration, Neteyam and his family doing the same. The crowd parted for you, a telltale sign of the status you held in the clan. You were clearly the oldest child of the Tsahik and the Olo’eyktan, the spitting image of your mother and sister. But there was something different about you; the way you held yourself and took every step with such certainty. You were intimidating, not as much as your terrifying mother, but just from looking at you, Neteyam could tell you weren’t to be pissed off.

And it was at this point that Neteyam was so utterly sure he had never seen a more beautiful woman in his life. Sure, there were a lot of pretty Omatikayan girls, but he was always so preoccupied with learning to plan hunting parties and raids that he never had time for any of that stuff– not that he was ever really interested in the first place, but you– you were the picture of beauty. You were soaking wet, your hair a total mess but honestly, it fit you. He peered around his father to get a better look at you, trying to be subtle about it. You had delicate intricate tattoos similar to your mother’s on both of your ribs, disappearing beneath the woven and beaded material of your top. 

Lo’ak caught his brother’s staring, trying to suppress a grin as he followed his brother’s gaze to you. The two brothers clearly had a type. Lo’ak let out a small laugh, hiding it with a harsh intake of breath through his nose. Neteyam looked at his brother with an unimpressed expression, swatting his arm to get him to shut up and behave. His tail swished behind him anxiously as you peered at him and his family curiously, studying the unique appearance of the forest Na’vi. 

Neteyam found he couldn’t take his eyes off you, watching the gentle sway of your tail in rhythm with your hips as you walked. Your hair dried remarkably fast, small ringlets of hair framing your face from where they fell out of your messy braids. The stark contrast between you and your sister was staggering. Your sister was so well-kept, her braids looking as if they were redone regularly while the rest of her hair was out in perfect curls down her back. 

But you; you had a freedom about you, your hair was loose and curly with messy and loose braids keeping the hair out of your face. Small pearl beads and coloured twine were braided through your hair, and you seemed so carefree and fun. Neteyam felt his eyes unable to let you go, fascinated by your mere presence. He felt somewhat excited knowing you were going to be teaching them how to be reef Na’vi– well, you and your siblings.

“Mother,” you greeted, bowing your head as you always did when you greeted your parents. You moved further into the healing marui, becoming acutely aware of your mother’s stern gaze upon you. Tsireya trailed behind you and you prayed your mother wouldn’t send her away to tear you a new one about your disappearance off the island. 

“Tsireya,” Ronal said sternly. The two of you felt your shoulders stiffen, ears pinning back at your mother’s commanding voice and presence. Tsireya let out a nervous breath, giving your mother a tight-lipped smile.

Tsireya turned to look at Ronal, knowing what was coming. “Mother?”

“I wish to speak with your sister.” That was enough said for Tsireya to nod her head, give you an apologetic smile and scamper out of the healing marui. Ronal waited for her youngest child to leave before she dropped the healing salve she was working on and gave you a stern look. 

“Mother, I–” you started with a shake of your head.

Your mother held up her hand, “you do not speak,” she raised her voice. You curled in on yourself, bowing your head in shame– though you were more upset that you had been caught. “Where were you this morning? What keeps your attention so occupied that you disappear? Ignore your duties as the tsakarem?”

“I was hunting outside the reef,” you quickly said, your voice meek under your mother’s intense gaze. While going outside the reef wasn’t exactly forbidden, it was only meant for hunting parties and experienced hunters– not the daughter of the Tsahik and Olo’eyktan. 

Your mother didn’t seem to believe you, her harsh glare boring into you as you stared at the ground, fiddling with your fingers as your tail swished anxiously. She stared at you for a moment longer before shaking her head with a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose as she turned her back to you. You raised your head, watching your mother pace. 

“You will teach those forest children our ways, ‘ite,” your mother said authoritatively. “Every morning; I expect you to be punctual.”

You wanted to protest, mornings training with Teyoa were the one thing you looked forward to, a reprieve from the endless duties you were plagued by. But now your mornings would be occupied by the forest Na’vi and their childlike abilities when it came to living among the reef Na’vi. “Mother–” 

“I have spoken,” she interrupted, her voice slightly raised as she spun to look at you. You knew better than to argue with your mother. Your father was a little softer than her; he was always weak for his daughters and you were able to sway him occasionally. But your mother, she was a force to be reckoned with and you undoubtedly got your rebellion from her. You wanted to make your parents proud, live up to their expectations and be the perfect daughter– but you held so much passion and fire inside you with nowhere to go. You wanted to hunt, be a warrior, provide for and protect the clan. But your parents did not see that. They did not see you. 

“Can I go?” You muttered, eyes glancing at anything but your mother as you bit the inside of your cheek, trying to stifle yourself. Ronal sighed, closing her eyes for a moment before she looked at you again, nodding her head toward the opening of the marui. 

You didn’t stay a second longer, making your way out as you tried to breathe through your anger. It was not the Sully’s fault for seeking uturu, but you did not want to be a babysitter to their four children– that hardly seemed fair. You brushed past the opening of the marui, your eyes almost instantly rolling when you saw your brother Ao’nung and his friends.

“In trouble again, sister?” Ao’nung teased with an amused grin.

“Being a nuisance again, little brother?” You questioned, your shoulder knocking with his as you pushed past him, going nowhere in particular just away from him. When you were younger, your brother used to be somewhat of a crybaby– always sticking to your mother’s side and pestering you, his big sister, to play with him, braid his hair or hold his hand. Now that he was grown; become a man– he was a pain in your ass at the best of times, always sticking his nose in your business. 

“You know,” Ao’nung started, following behind you with Roxto and his other friends on his tail.

Here we go, you thought, rolling your eyes once again. Your brother liked to pick a fight and bicker with other young Metkayina. He never picked on your little sister, she was soft and sweet, but you and your brother shared the similarity of being competitive, always picking on each other. 

“I have always wondered what else you manage to get away with,” he teased with a laugh. “Considering you’re always disappearing and blatantly lying to our parents who are–” he turned to his friends, “–none the wiser!”

You spun on your heel quickly, “must you pester me? Surely you could be doing something more productive with your time instead of talking out of your ass,” you replied sternly, giving him an unimpressed and slightly annoyed glare. Your brother stayed quiet for a moment and you gave him a sarcastic smile, “thought so.”

You began to walk away when your brother yelled an insult from behind you, “skxawng!”

“Vonvä!” You yelled back just as childishly, turning a few heads. 

You found yourself on the secluded part of the beach, having retrieved your heavy bow from its hiding place beneath the rocks in the reef. You sat in the sand, carving the details of your spirit sister’s tattoos into the wood of your bow. Teyoa always told you warriors made their weapons their own– and you thought what better to make it your own than the tattoos of your spirit sister Nanti. You had studied her markings so many times during her visits that you could easily picture them in your mind. 

“What are you doing?” You almost lept out of your skin at the sound of a child’s voice. Her voice was high and she began to giggle when you jumped in surprise. You turned to face her– it was the youngest forest Na’vi– Tuk was her name. How did she find you? Who was letting her wander this far away from the village?

“Should you not be with your family?” You questioned with a grin, knowing you were equally as curious at her age. Tuk shrugged, her tail swaying behind her as she walked down the beach, taking a seat beside you to look at your bow. 

“A bow!” She beamed, “I didn’t know reef people use bows,” Tuk said, looking up at you curiously. 

“They don’t,” you replied before bringing your finger to press to your lips, “it’s a secret,” you whispered.

“Oh, I’m good at keeping secrets,” Tuk replied with a stern nod. 

“Well, that is very good to know,” you said with a smile, continuing to carve small details into the wood with your worn blade. Tuk watched you with curious golden eyes, her tail tapping against the wet sand. You carved one more small detail into the edge, refining the design before holding it up for the two of you to inspect. “What do you think, Tuk?”

“I like it!” the little Na’vi smiled, her toothy grin making your heart swell. You may be hard-headed and rebellious at times but you were always notably good with children– the little Metkayina children were always drawn to you, adorning your hair in handmade beads, giving you bracelets and braiding your hair messily whenever you went to visit the children learning to weave or prepare food. 

“What are you doing all the way out here, little Tuk?” You asked again, peering at the girl with a curious eye. 

“I wanted to explore,” Tuk replied, drawing with her finger in the sand. 

“Well, you better keep this place a secret, too. I don’t want anybody else knowing about it,” you said softly, “but I like you, so you can stay.”

Tuk beamed at your words before nodding her head with a smile, “I won’t tell anyone!” She drew a cross over her heart. You gave her a questioning look and she quickly explained, “my dad said it means to promise.”

“How strange,” you giggled.

“My dad used to be one of the Sky People, you know,” Tuk said, “he says a lot of funny stuff.”

You had heard the stories of the man who became a Na’vi, born of the Sky People but learned the ways of the people. The same man who was Toruk Makto– the very story you were obsessed with as a child. You stood up from the sand, picking your bow up before reaching your hand out toward Tuk.

“Come,” you said softly, “your family may start to worry.”

Tuk stood up, wiping the sand off her legs before grabbing your hand, happily skipping along beside you as you guided her through the mangroves back toward the village. You stashed your bow in the nook of a tree, Tuk talking your ear off the whole journey back. You let her ramble on, finding it endearing how she felt comfortable enough to talk to you. She talked about her life back in the forest and how much she missed it already, she talked about her journey across the sea and about her family’s ikrans. You happily hummed along, replying enthusiastically with your own stories and comments. 

Tuk asked you a lot of questions about your clan as her little fingers toyed with the songcord wrapped around your wrist. She asked you about the different beads you had earned, the most recent earned from passing your Iknimaya and getting your first tattoos. She also asked you about the meaning of your tattoos, telling you how much she admired them, which you thought was adorable. 

“Did they hurt?” she asked curiously.

“I didn’t think so. Though, many of the men say they are very painful,” you replied with a small laugh.

Just as you arrived on the outskirts of the village, you saw Tuk’s oldest brother Neteyam frantically looking around as he called for his sister, “Tuk! Tuk, this isn’t funny!” You hadn’t heard him speak until that moment, he had a slight accent to his voice, probably due to the differing dialects between the forest and reef Na’vi. 

“I told you you would worry your family, little Tuk,” you said matter-of-factly, Tuk’s hand still squeezing your own.

“I just wanted to look around, Neteyam always gets so worried,” she sighed, pulling you toward the edge of the mangrove forest. Neteyam spun around at the sound of leaves and branches rustling, relief flooding his body at the sight of his little sister. But he soon felt his shoulders tense again at the sight of you. You seemed to move in slow motion as you moved some of your hair over your shoulder, glancing down at Tuk with a gentle smile. 

“Tuk,” he sighed with relief, quickly walking toward his sister and crouching down in front of her to inspect her for injuries.

“I’m fiiiine,” Tuk whined as Neteyam pulled on her arms, spinning her around to inspect her back and arms. Tuk swatted at her brother and you covered your mouth as you laughed, the scene reminding you of you and your siblings when you were younger.

Neteyam’s golden eyes looked up at you as you laughed softly, the sound like wonderful music to his ears. He found that his eyes were lingering on you for a little too long and he quickly stood up, clearing his throat, “thank you for finding my sister.”

“He speaks,” you teased, tilting your head at him. 

Neteyam let out a huff of a laugh, “I apologise,” he said.

“Only teasing, forest boy,” you smiled teasingly before turning your attention back to Tuk, crouching down to her eye level. “Now, little Tuk, don’t go wandering off again,” you grabbed her hand gently and she listened to you intently, “remember to keep our little secret place to yourself,” you whispered, but you knew Neteyam heard you. 

“Promise,” Tuk whispered back with a little nod.

You stood back up, glancing at Neteyam for a moment before brushing past him to return to the village, leaving him to revel in the scent of your hair. It smelled like sweet fruits and sea water, a perfect mix in his opinion. 

“Why are you staring at her?” Tuk asked comically loud, staring between you and her brother. You heard her words and laughed to yourself, peering over your shoulder at Neteyam who seemed utterly embarrassed by being caught and called out by his kid sister.

“Thanks for that, Tuk,” he replied with a sigh, quickly grabbing her hand and pulling her back toward their family’s marui. 

Being beneath the water was always where you felt most as home. Though it was fitting you felt that way considering your entire body was designed to thrive in the water. You enjoyed the silence and solitude of being beneath the waves, curious eyes exploring the reef and gathering shells and various plants for your mother’s salves. You worked quickly to gather plants into your woven bag, various creatures brushing past your arms and legs as you worked. 

The sound of the surface breaking above you caught your ear and you turned to see your sister waving at you happily as she swam toward you, Ao’nung and Roxto not far behind her. You moved the sash of your woven bag over your shoulder, quickly signing at your sister.

‘Teaching the forest Na’vi?’ you signed, your eyes glancing toward the surface where the three siblings treaded water in a rather unorthodox way. You peered back and watched as Kiri swam around happily watching the creatures in the reef.

‘You must join us, sister,’ Tsireya signed back. You frowned at her, shaking your head. She gave you a pleading look, ‘you are a good teacher.’

‘I don’t want to babysit,’ you signed.

‘They are trying,’ Tsireya frowned at your words, signing back quickly.

You looked up at them for a moment, noticing how all of them had their heads underwater, watching you sign with your sister. Your eyes moved to Tuk who quickly waved at you. You let some bubbles out of your mouth, the little pockets of air bobbing to the surface, ‘fine.’

Tsireya smiled happily, squeezing your hand tightly before she began swimming to the surface. You watched as Roxto and Ao’nung signed to each other, making fun of the forest Na’vi’s diving abilities. You rolled your eyes at them before following your sister to the surface.

“You guys are too fast, wait for us!” Tuk whined, rubbing her eyes. You tilted your head at the little Na’vi resting your hand on her shoulder.

“It is okay, Tuk. We will go slow,” you smiled, moving one of her braids out of her face. Ao’nung and Roxto suddenly surfaced behind you.

“You guys are not good divers,” Ao’nung snickered, “may be good at swinging through trees but–”

You quickly swatted the back of your brother’s head, splashing him in the process as Roxto laughed, “you would be wise to shut your mouth, brother.” Ao’nung made a face at you, rolling his eyes.

“We don’t speak this–” Neteyam vaguely gestured with his hands, “–finger talk. We don’t know what you’re saying.”

Tsireya looked at you for a moment, “we will teach you, won’t we?” She looked at you again with a pleading smile.

You sighed and rolled your eyes, “yes, we will teach you,” you nodded. “But first, if you want to swim with us, you must learn to do it properly.”

“We are swimming properly,” Lo’ak replied.

You chuckled softly, “I wouldn’t call flailing your arms about like that, swimming,” you replied. “Move with the water, use your arms like this–” you motioned with your hands as the three Sully siblings listened intently. 

“Come,” Tsireya smiled, “we will move slow.”

You spent most of the afternoon showing the siblings how to swim, Tuk occasionally reaching for your hand so you could swing her forward through the water, the little Na’vi finding so much joy in speeding so fast through the water. You watched as Neteyam seemed to find it a little harder to adjust to swimming, finding it more frustrating than anything. 

You sympathised with them, understanding it must be hard to adjust to a new environment which their bodies were not adapted to. Tsireya swam with Lo’ak slowing down so he could keep up with her and you felt a responsibility to check on Neteyam.

“Are you alright?” You asked, surfacing just behind Neteyam. He turned to look at you, seeming slightly tired from all the swimming you had been doing. 

“I’m fine,” he replied with a sigh, “I just can’t seem to get the breathing part.”

“It’s okay,” you said, sort of hating how genuine you sounded to your own ears, “I will show you.”

“We breathe from here,” you pressed your hands flat against your chest and stomach, sitting in front of Neteyam. He watched you closely as you showed him how to breathe, your sister and Roxto showing Kiri and Lo’ak not far from you. Tsireya watched you teach Neteyam one on one, grinning softly to herself which you quickly rolled your eyes to. 

You glanced at Neteyam but he was already looking at you, his golden eyes were rather beautiful you thought, though you would never tell a soul. You cleared your throat and he quickly snapped back to reality, “sorry, sorry.”

“From here,” you repeated, taking in a deep breath to fill your chest and stomach, “in and out.”

He did the same, fixing his posture to copy your actions. He wasn’t able to take in as much air as you, but it was a good start.

“You must slow your heart,” you said softly, “focus on your breath.”

“Right,” Neteyam muttered. You scooted forward slightly, reaching your hands out to press on Neteyam’s stomach and chest.

“Breathe in,” you breathed in with him before nodding your head, “and out.” You noticed his heart beating rapidly under your palm, a smile pulling at your lips, “Neteyam, your heart is fast. You must focus, try to slow it down.”

“Yeah, right…” Neteyam quickly nodded at your words, “I’m sorry.” He was so glad there was no one else around to hear what you said, feeling slightly embarrassed that he’d been caught.

Okay, maybe your sister was on to something. He was a little cute. 

“I want you to keep practising,” you said, pulling your hands off his body, “you must learn to breathe if you want to keep up with us.”

“Right,” he muttered before he looked at you curiously “...will you still be teaching us?”

You tried to suppress a smile, “yes, it’s my punishment.”

“Punishment?” Neteyam asked curiously, “we can’t be that bad.”

You laughed softly, “It is not like that, forest boy,” you stood up, brushing some of your hair over your shoulders as you walked back toward the village. 

“Well, what did you do to earn such a punishment?” Neteyam asked, running to catch up with you, almost slipping on the wet rocks. 

“You like to ask questions,” you said.

“Just curious about you is all,” Neteyam shrugged.

“About me?” You turned to him with a curious look. You noticed how Neteyam towered over you, so did your brother but Neteyam staggeringly so. You thought it must be because forest Na’vi were lean and tall by nature. 

“Is that not allowed?” He asked, trying to suppress a grin as he tilted his head at you.

You watched him for a moment, wondering if you should toy with him or tell the truth, you decided the former would be more fun. “I was sneaking out,” you said with a shrug before turning on your heel, making your way back toward the village.

“Sneaking out? What for?” He asked through a chuckle. 

“I think that’s enough information for now,” you replied.

“But I wish to know more about you,” Neteyam called behind you, struggling to keep up with you. You had walked across these slippery rocks more times than you could count– Neteyam not so much. “Oh, shit!” 

You heard a loud splash, whipping your head around to see that Neteyam had disappeared from behind you and slipped into the water, a mass of bubbles indicating where he had fallen. You stood for a moment, waiting for him to surface.

“Neteyam?” You called. No answer. Oh, no. “Neteyam!”

You quickly dove into the water, bubbles of air forming around you as you whipped your head around, looking for him. You swam down toward the reef, thinking he had hit his head and was sinking toward the bottom. You had fear written all over your face before you saw him, slowly swimming toward the surface. You let out a noise of annoyance before quickly rising to the surface.

“You scared me!” You scolded, splashing him with water as he laughed. 

“Those rocks are slippery,” Neteyam simply said.

“I thought you hurt yourself,” you frowned.

“And you came in to save me?” he grinned.

You stared at him with an unimpressed expression for a moment, “don’t flatter yourself.”

Neteyam could only laugh in response as you pulled yourself out of the water and back onto the rocks.

a/n: hope you like this one! let me know if you want me to continue with these two :)

[chaosofkarr]

Another fanart for @mochalottie 's fanfic Our Hearts Beat in the Womb this time of chapter 5! (I didn't check whether or not I missed something from the original scene so if there is anything... let's say, I took creative liberties ;p)

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