#tsireya fluff

[starkeysmoon]

dating tsireya headcanons

✧ paring: tsireya x gender neutral!reader

the girl’s an absolute sweetheart, so just know she loves and respects you A LOT. 

she’s very understanding and knows exactly how to comfort you when you’re in a bad mood.

physical touch is her love language. you could simply be telling her something and she will listen while holding your hand or arm.

she adores it when you give her gifts. even something as simple as a flower could make her giddy and blush uncontrollably.

praises you a lot, even for the little things you do.

she gives the best hugs!! and loves cuddling with you. honestly, I feel like she prefers to be the big spoon while cuddling. 

swimming dates and strolls along the shore are your guy's thing.

she hardly gets jealous, she trusts you and knows for a fact that you won't cheat on her. I mean have you seen her? 

she speaks positively about you to her loved ones, including her soul sister tulkun, as well as to her friends and family.

dating tsireya and spending time with her means being close to her family or at the very least getting on their good side to the extent that they like you because they mean the absolute world to her. especially her brother, ao’nung. 

overall she is very gentle and treats you very well.

[tonowarii]

Ocean Eyes

PART TWO TO "HONEY BLUE"

Pairing: Tsireya x Fem! Human! Reader

Summary: Sully's stick together. Lessons begin and friendships bloom. Maybe things weren't so bad after all.

Reader has heterochromia and could breathe Pandora's air, no longer needing an exopack.

Word count: 2.6K

Warning/s: ATWOW spoilers, violence, swearing, bullying

Note: I'm in love w Tsireya nobody touch me. Likes, reblogs, and feedbacks are appreciated! Let me know what you think and let me know if you want to be tagged in part three!

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GIF is mine

Sully’s stick together

When the sun had set, you were already nervous.

Of course, you swam before in the forest, but for only a limited time. But here? It’s what they do, its how they live.

You weren’t sure if you could even hold your breath longer underwater. So when your siblings finally called for you, your breath almost hitched.

Walking with them towards the platform where Tsireya and the same two who noticed you, Ao’nung and Rotxo were standing, you inhaled a sharp breath as they saw you again. “Hey, it’s you.” Rotxo said. “Oh, she’s here.” Ao’nung said in amusement.

“Yeah, I’m here.” You spoke. Rotxo gave you a look of acknowledgement, having stopped the teasing. For Ao’nung however, he was still cautious of all of you.

“Are you guys ready?” Tsireya asked everyone.

You inhaled, giving a nod as your siblings did too.

“Follow us!” Tsireya smiles before diving off the edge of the platform, followed by Rotxo and Ao’nung.

“Last one to enter the water is a skxawng!” Lo’ak challenged, running and jumping in with Neteyam.

“No way!” You followed, running and jumping off the edge and into the water, followed by Kiri and Tuk.

Once your eyes adjusted underwater, it was the most incredible thing you ever saw. You swam forward, eyes following the fish that swam around you. You then spot the three under, Tsireya swimming backwards, looking at all of you.

You pointed towards them as your siblings followed you. You swam and swam, your muscles started to ache and you knew you were already losing air.

Lo’ak could notice as he gives you a tap on your back, making you look at him as he points upwards.

The four of you reach the surface, gasping and breathing for air as you bobbed up and down in the ocean, your arms swaying to keep yourself afloat. Looking back down, you see Tsireya doing something with her hands, making you tilt your head.

Then she smiles, doing a ‘Come here’ motion with her hand and you understood.

You dove back down again, reaching a much deeper foot. You couldn’t help but let your eyes watch over her form as she gracefully moved underwater, her body swaying as she propelled forward, her hair flowing.

You were stuck looking at her when your brothers once again motioned to come up for air.

‘What’s wrong with them?’ Ao’nung signed underwater to Rotxo.

‘They’re bad divers’ Rotxo replied, signing.

‘Stop’ Tsireya intervened. ‘They’re leaning’

Once they appeared above water, Tsireya’s eyes immediately lock on yours. “Are you alright?” Her gaze lasted on you for a few seconds before switching to the others. “You’re too fast! Wait for us!” Tuk said, wiping her eye.

“Just breathe… breathe.”

You took her command as you inhaled through your nose and exhaled deeply out your mouth. “You’re not good divers, maybe good at swimming through tress—”

Tsireya gives Ao’nung a good smack on the head, making you laugh slightly as her brother’s expression changed.

“What were you doing earlier? I couldn’t understand what you were saying.” You asked Tsireya.

“Yeah, we don’t speak that finger talk you guys are doing.” Neteyam followed. Tsireya looked at you again, her eyes blinking “I will teach you.”

“Wait, where’s Kiri?” Rotxo asked from beside you.

“Who?” Ao’nung said, brows furrowing at his friend.

“Kiri.” Rotxo repeated. You looked around for your sister, she was no where to be found. “Did you see her?” Tsireya’s voice asked.

“No, where could she be?” You asked your siblings.

After finding Kiri and her nearly giving you a death-scare, you all were done for today.

The rest of your siblings walked back to the shore as you found yourself walking a lot slower than to keep up with them. Rotxo and Ao’nung had just left, laughing to themselves as they walked to the other side of the village.

You fixed your hair, wringing out the water, sighing.

“You are… I have not learned your name.” A voice spoke out behind you, making you turn your head.

Tsireya.

You look at her for another second before shaking your head and responding. “(Y/N).” You respond, offering your hand.

Tsireya, again, tilts her head at your motion, looking at your hand then back at you. When realization had set, your eyes widened. Retracting your hand into a fist, and bringing it close towards you, you swore, making yourself look stupid again. “Ah, shit- sorry I- that’s just how I introduce myself… I forget you guys don’t do that…” You said the last part in a mumble, looking everywhere again but her. You absolutely sucked at this.

“No, no. It is okay, how do you do it?” She asked.

Wait, wasn’t she just going to brush it off? You guessed not.

Smiling sheepishly, you gave your hand again. “It’s like this,” Tsireya followed, reaching her hand out, “Well- actually you use the opposite hand.” You shyly corrected her as she lets out an ‘Oh!’

“Then what do we do?” She asked. You couldn’t absolutely believed you were teaching the chief’s daughter on how to shake hands right now.

“If I may?” You ask, looking straight up at her. She nods, yet she was entranced by the glint in your eyes, the sun hit your eye perfectly, almost looking like you had gold in your eyes. However, your other eye was just as blue as the ocean, striking, like a strong wave about to swallow one whole. She was curious, it was getting the best of her. And the way you kept eye contact with her sent tingles running down her spine.

“It goes like this,” You say, inching your hand towards her much bigger one as you tried fitting your hand to hers. Tsireya observed the difference. Your hands were too little, yet she watched earlier how you were able to swim quicker than your brothers. “Uhm- since my hand can’t exactly fit-“ You shyly chuckle, trying to grasp her hand, which now you realized, felt soft and light, and certainly felt cool.

“We take each other’s hand and shake.” You say, holding her hand and slowly shaking it up and down. You then feel Tsireya follow as her hands held yours gently, as if any tighter that the bones in your hand would break, to be honest, it probably would.

“And we introduce ourselves like this,” You smile “It’s nice to meet you, I’m (Y/N).”

Tsireya makes an ‘o’ with her mouth and her eyes, almost, happy that she’s learned something new from you. “It is nice to meet you, I am Tsireya.” She copied, your hands still shaking one another which was sending warmth throughout your body.

“Yes! That’s good, perfect, even.” Your sheepish smile returned, politely breaking the handshake off.

Tsireya then clapped her hands together, smiling widely. “That is great!”

“Yeah, it is, so now we finally know each other.” You say to her, looking up.

“It excites me to know more about you!” Tsireya added out of excitement, but she tones it down, clasping her hands together.

Your jaw hanged lose as your mouth was parted before you smile and nod. “I can’t wait to learn more about you guys too.” You said, subtly making so that you were excited to learn the following lessons, but you were more excited with the fact that she didn’t shove you away like she’s learned with the Sky People, no.

She sought past the tales she’s heard from her parents and the villagers; you were different, she felt and knew that. It didn’t scare her interacting with you, she had hoped that all Sky People may not be as dangerous and destructive as Pandora knew, even Jake, your father was once one of the Sky People and here he is now.

She could sense the determination and gentleness of your heart, you meant no harm, she believed. So, once she shook your hand and felt a certain tingle, she knew you were innocent.

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

The following day.

You were back in the ocean, standing, waiting for something as Ao’nung called for something. Neteyam was carrying Tuk while you and Lo’ak were goofing off again.

“These are Ilu. If you want to live here,” Ao’nung explains “You have to ride.”

You srunched your nose. So much for that. “Yeah, I think I’d sit this one out.”

“Sis, c’mon.” Lo’ak said, looking at you. “Dude, trust me, go for it.” You encouraged your brother. Anyway, you can’t even bond with any creature here on Pandora as much as you’d like to. A painful reminder that what ever you did, you were still human.

So, you watched, still in the water with Tuk as Tsireya guided Lo’ak, while Neteyam was with Ao’nung. “Make the bond gently.” Tsireya commands Lo’ak, he did as what he is told, forming tsaheylu with the ilu.

You watched as the creature squirmed before calming down. “Look at his legs.” The other commented.

“Hold here.” Tsireya guided him.

“Hold on.” The other said.

You watched as your brother took off, you were almost believing in him until you saw him tumble off the creature, making you all laugh.

“Everything all right, forest boy?” One teased.

The lesson kept going and Tuk even got her own little ilu to ride, Neteyam got the hang of it pretty easily as he was now gliding around you with a confident look on his face.

You stayed watching from the sidelines, smiling. Even though you wanted to feel what it felt like, bonding with the various creatures here on Pandora, you could only dream.

“Look, she can’t even do anything.” You then heard their voices again, Ao’nung and his gang.

“That’s because she’s human, what is she even doing here in Pandora? And her eyes are weird.”

“She’s a freak, I bet.”

You tried your best to act like their words weren’t affecting you, trying to swallow down the lump in your throat. So much for feeling welcomed.

Once they focused laughing on Lo’ak once again falling off, you started walking where your feet took you.

“(Y/N)?” You hadn’t realized you were hugging your arms, in a form of keeping yourself together, so you look and spot Tsireya, on her own ilu, you assumed.

“Tsireya, hey… shouldn’t you be with them? Look, Lo’ak’s ilu seems to be getting annoyed at him already.” You say which made the two of you laugh.

“I should, but you are also my student, are you not?” She asked you.

You froze for a moment.

“Yeah… but I kinda don’t have the… requirements for it?” You say, motioning to her bond with the ilu.

Tsireya shakes her head with a ‘tsk’ before opening her mouth. “Doesn’t mean you can’t be a part of it too.” You felt like a plan was already in her head the moment she offered her hand. “Come, I’ll let you ride with me.”

Was- was she serious?!

With your mouth agape, you stare at her in disbelief. “No way, are you- really?”

She laughs at your disbelief, nodding multiple times. “Yes, yes really, (Y/N).”

The way her name rolled off your tongue sounded so heavenly; how could you refuse?

Taking her huge hand, she carefully guides you to sit on the back, the ilu squeaking happily, making your lips curl into a smile, heart warming at the thought of the ilu comfortable with you.

Once you were positioned, Tsireya turns half her body to look at you. “Are you all right?”

You, not knowing where to put your hands, nodded unsurely. “I think I’m good…”

Tsireya senses your doubt before she grabs your hand, placing your arm around her waist, your hand resting on her stomach sending you bouts of electricity through your nerves at how close you two were. “You can hold here, okay?”

Hadn’t had the time to gather courage to reply, you nod.

“Why are you…pink? Do you feel unwell?” Tsireya noticed, although maybe she was just that focused on you.

“Oh no, I’m fine, really.” You reassured her.

“Okay, let’s go? Remember to hold your breath.” Tsireya reminded.

“Yup, noted ma’am.” You absentmindedly reply, making Tsireya giggle that you could almost feel the vibrations on her back from how close you were.

Then you two started moving, being nervous, you suddenly tightened your grip around Tsireya’s waist. Tsireya could feel it and it made her giddy.

You held onto her as the ilu went for a dive, and it started moving faster. You could see other fish duck out of the way as you moved through, the whole ride making you happy. You figured, is this what it felt like for the rest of your siblings? In that moment you felt like you were free, gliding through the ocean.

Then you suddenly come up, to the surface, you breathe out as you blinked.

“That was- wow that was fun Tsireya!” You said, giving her a toothy grin. Tsireya smiles with you, her hand reaching to touch yours that was still on her waist. “I told you (Y/N).”

She did. The feeling of her hand on yours was enough to make your heart race again. What were you feeling? Why were you acting like this around her? You wanted to give yourself a smack on the head.

While you and Tsireya were having fun on her ilu, the rest of your siblings plus the others watched on theirs.

“Bro, look.” Neteyam said, tapping Lo’ak on the chest and pointing at the two of you.

Lo’ak spots you enjoying, and he couldn’t be happier for you, in a way, you were also able to experience what they did. But this time, they could already tell that you, their sister, had already grown a crush.

But for Ao’nung and his gang, he wasn’t having it as he stared daggers at your back. There is no way he’d let his sister be with someone, let alone one of the Sky People!

When the day had ended, you felt like you’ve grown closer with Tsireya than before, sharing what it was like to live in the other’s world.

“Your world’s more pleasant though, even if I hadn’t been to earth and basically grew up here.”

Tsireya nods, looking at you as you pat her ilu who nudged its head against yours. It was funny, the ilu was much larger than you yet it fell to your touch. “I am very glad you like it here.” Tsireya smiles.

“Definitely.” You say.

“But do you ever miss the forest?” Tsireya suddenly asked. Your face dropped suddenl before switching to its neutral expression.

She felt like that question crossed the line as your face dropped. She frowned, already feeling guilty that she had once reminded you of your own home. She reached out, placing a hand on your shoulder. “I’m sorry, I should not have asked.”

You look up at her, giving a pursed smile. “It’s fine, but yes, I do miss it… kinda miss jumping over vines and branches-“ You joked in hopes of making her also feel better. “But you know? It’s fun here, you know why? Because you’re the first person here to ever look at me like I’m just- a person. Not a demon or a freak due to my eyes…”

Tsireya pouted again, rubbing your shoulder in comfort. “You are not like what they say Sky People are, you are different.”

You smile at her, not having realized the ilu has left and that it was the two of you standing in the ocean.

“Thank you, Tsireya.”

[nelissecrectplace]

𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕤 & 𝕐𝕠𝕦

tsireya x reader

word count: 2.7k

language: Syulang- flower, Kalweyaveng- son of a bitch, Oel ngati kameie- i see you

description: Tsireya, a girl you have loved before you even knew what the word meant. A girl that made you feel ugly emotions you did not know were possible. The girl you would connect to by a small little seashells.

The first time you saw Tsireya you did not know why you were so drawn to her. A little voice screaming in your head to be her friend. She seemed like an angel in your small eyes, the most beautiful girl you had ever seen, and you just couldn’t tear your gaze away. Completely tuning out your breathing instructor it was as if she had put you in a magical trance. “Y/n stop gawking at Tsireya and please pay attention. This lesson is very important!” Snapping her finger in front of your dazed face your teacher wore a stern expression. Obviously unamused with your new found interest in the small girl. A series of giggles echoed through the small group of children at her public scolding. Embarrassed, you casted your eyes to the floor a dark purple hue rising to your face. You did not miss the way Tsireya giggled with the rest, her voice seeming to stand out to your ears, only deepening your flustered state. It was the first time in your whole 5 years of life you felt truly flustered, a feeling you would get use to as you spent more time around Tsireya.

Thankfully, your teacher was quick to shush the children’s giggles saving you from farther humiliation. “There is no reason to laugh, now let’s wrap up this lesson.” Voice soft yet commanding all the children listened to the older na’vi. Big eyes all zoned in on her as she pressed her hands to her stomach explaining how to breathe from your belly. While you could not help but steal a few glances at the girl across the circle from you. Her big blue eyes seeming to hold the stars as she payed all her attention to her instructor. The class seemed to end too soon as your teacher dismissed you all. The girl you now knew as Tsireya rising to her feet. You did not expect her small body to walk over to you, eyes widening in shock. “Im Tsireya. You kept looking at me does that mean you wanna be my friend?”

“O-of course!” Tone radiating happiness you quickly rose to your feet. The girl was obviously a bit younger than you as you straightened yourself out standing a few inches over her. “I’m y/n” Smiling Tsireya giggled at your excitement seeing your emotions so obviously on display. “Wanna collect seashells with me?” Small hand outstretched you invited her to take yours. Excitedly nodding her head Tsireya placed her hands in yours. A joy like no other filling your body as you guided her to your favorite spot. Allowing the waves to lap over you feet as the two of you search the sand for a hidden gem. Creating a memory you would never forget. The moment that bonded you and Tsireya together.

Now in your late teenage years the two of you still shared the same habit. Tsireya had just finished her training of the day running to your form as you waited for her on the beach. “Y/n!” Ears perking up at the familiar voice you turned your head. As expected Tsireya wore a bright smile as she prance towards you . “I finished this last night wanted you to have it.” Voice soft the girl attempted to catch her breath, words coming out in a jumble. “You have always been a master weaver.” Accepting her gift you slid on her small bracelet. Seashells the two of you had found carefully placed in between the strands of fabric. Tsireyas big eyes watching your every move waiting for your reaction, comfortable placing herself next to you. Holding her gift up to the sun the seashells seemed to sparkle, a soft smile gracing your lips. Butterflies invading your stomach as you brain could not help but imagine this as a courting gift. “Is it to your liking?” Gaze shifting to the girl who still rested a few inches below you a warm feeling filled your stomach as you met her glimmering eyes.

“Of course syulang, I love it.” Shying away from your gaze her small hand came to her lips. A futile attempt to cover her smile. “Now come we must add to your collection.” Boldly taking her hands in your you guided her to the shore of the ocean just as you did many times. Tsireya, allowing you to drag her along as butterflies erupted in her stomach. Eventually Tsireya ventured on her own picking up the seashell she deemed the prettiest. A soft smile covering your face as you ‘looked’ with her, while in reality you spent most of the your time looking at her. “Ah! Look at this one!” Voice shrill Tsireyas voice seemed to raise a couple octaves as she rushed towards you. Smiling from ear to ear she presented a seashell morphed and smoothed into a heart shape by the ocean waves. “Look how it shines!” Giggling she help it up to the sun and it did in fact shine with the sun rays. A beautiful color that almost mirrored the shade of her baby blue eyes. “It’s a wonderful color, might just be my favorite shade of blue.”

“Really?” Cocking her head to the side Tsireys seemed to examine the seashell more. “I will make you more jewelry in this shade!” Proudly announcing her will it was as if a tiny light bulb had gone off in her head. “When I think about it I have not known your updated favorite color for a while now. What shade do you like syulang?” Turning to face you Tsireya lifted her head slightly. Her brows scrunched together as she thought, a habit she had kept ever since her toddler days. Suddenly bringing her hand to your face her thumb traced just below your eyes. Shocked, your pupils dilated slightly as the place she touched began to burn. Although, she had touched you thousands of times before it still sent fire racing through your skin. A fear rising in you that she would hear your heart thumping against your chest as you met her puppy dog eyes. “I think it might be your eyes, Eywa blessed you with a beautiful color.” Parting your lips you attempted to say something but to no avail. It was as if she had knocked the words out of you as you felt the temperature in your face begin to rise.

Seeming to notice this a smile made its way onto Tsireyas lips. Her touched slowly sliding down your face to your neck as she admired the markings adoring your body. “I will see you tomorrow? I must be getting back now. I have an important dinner to attend.” You did not miss the way her face slightly dropped at the mention of the dinner. You felt a pity for her knowing the stories of how incredible boring they were. “Of course, same spot as always.” Patting her head you ushered her off, not wanting the young girl to get in trouble because of you. Watching her form prance away you could not help but relish the heat of her lingering touch. Smacking your cheek you attempted to rid yourself of your emotions. “She is the cheifs daughter it will never work.” Muttering words you had said a million times. Words that had suppressed your growing emotions for years.

Sitting on the beach you gazed at the ocean. Finding peace in how the sand welcomed your form and the waves lapped against the shore. It was a beautiful day for taking a simple stroll on the beach. The sun was radiant yet not too hot resting calmly against your turquoise skin. A sigh breached your lips as you doodled in the sand an impatience growing within you every passing secant. You had secured a stone you deemed close enough to your eye color hoping to gift it to Tsireya. You had spent most of your morning crafting it into a similar heat shape as the one she found the other day. Using your weaving skills make it the center of a new top you had been crafting for the girl. Position the stone just right so it would rest upon her heart, a place you yearned to be.

Hours seemed to pass as you began to doze off head dipping from exhaustion. Your body seeming to flinch back awake every other minute. Finally having enough of waiting you rose to your feet a slight fear entering you. Tsireya had never stood you up. The girl Always telling you if she could not make it or at least stopping by for a few minutes before reporting back to her duties. Hopping to your feet your legs carried you in a hurry back to the village. Eyes scanning every na’vi passing you in hope one would be her. Almost near the end of your search a familiar giggle filled your ears. Body whipping around you felt you muscles visibly relax when you eyes set on her. Tsireya’s usual smile decoration her face.

“Reya-“ Cutting yourself off mid sentence you bit your tongue as another na’vi entered your view. You felt your stomach twist with a disgusting jealousy as you watched her interact with the male you knew as Ateo. Knowing by the look of desire swirling in his eyes that this was no platonic interaction. Eyes shifting back to the smaller female an anger seemed to mix in with your ugly emotions. Body moving as if you were possessed. “Oh! Y/n!” Noticing your presence Tsireya turned herself towards you. Noticing your mood a confused expression covered her face not sure why you seemed so upset. “Is there something wro-“

“You ditched me for this Kalweyaveng!” Voice dipping with venom you glared at the na’vi to her left. Fury dancing in your eyes. “Who do you think you’re talking too?” Eyes narrowing Ateos glare rested apon you. His tail whipping in aggression. “Wait, wait let’s all calm down.” Attempting to mediate the situation Tsireyas voice fell to death ears as Ateo took aggressive steps towards you. The male had always been arrogant and short tempered. Ateo stood slightly taller than you and seemed to be trying to use that as intimidation. You wanted to scoff at his pathetic attempt to make you cower. Bearing your teeth to Ateo you proved he did nothing to you. “You mad I stole your bitch?” Taunting words left the males lips and it made you want to rip his juggler out then and there. “Have some respect before I make you.” Hands shoving his chest you pushed the na’vi back slightly. Waiting for his short fuse to break.

“I said calm down!” Tone sharp and loud Tsireays voice drew the both of your eyes away from the other. An instant regret crashing over you as you saw her glossy eyes glaring at you both. “You are acting like children get a grip! And to call me by such a name Ateo?” Body shaking in anger the offense was evident in her voice. Body frozen you waited for the next words to leave her mouth but they never did. Seeming to stop herself from speaking Tsireya turned the other way her overwhelming emotions evident in her body language. “Dickhead.” Muttering the insult you quickly followed after Tsireya unraveling her top from your small bag. You did not worry about knowing the destination. Already knowing where Tsireya was headed. Knowing the female since childhood came with its perks.

Dragging your feet in the sand you purposely took a little longer to get to the spot on the beach. Wanting to leave time for Tsireya to calm down. Eventually, her form came into view as you quietly approached her, placing your body in the sand. Although she did not meet your gaze you knew she was aware of your presence as her ears twitching with each movement you made. “Hey syulang” Voice soft you allowed your hand to rest on her back, your finger trailing small circles on her skin. You felt her inhale deeply before meeting your gaze. “I am sorry.” Voice soft a pout rested upon Tsireyas face. “I did not mean to stand you up. It’s just my parents announced him as a potential mate and insisted I spent some time with him. I could not find the time to tell you.” Hearing her explanation it was like a knife to the heart. Shame washing over you in waves as you cursed your jealously fueled actions. Heart banging with regret and sadness at the mention of her mating.

“I am not mad. My reaction was very….. over the top. I am sorry.” Giggling slightly Tsireya seemed to recall the recent memory. “You looked like you were about to rip his head off! But, you did save me from having a horribly disrespectful and hot headed mate so I can not be mad.” Smiling slightly you felt relief wash over you as Tsireya seemed to accept your apology. Her normal cheerful mood returning. “I could never stay mad at you y/n. But why did you get so angry? Were you jealous?” Voice having a teasing tone to his Tsireya skillfully pried. Not wanting to let her true emotions out before she knew yours. Cheeks tenting at her suggestion you could not hold her gaze. Eyes casted out at the ocean. “I need to practice keeping my emotions in check.” Sighing at your answer a frown crossed Tsireyas face. She was tired of your indirect answers, she simply wanted to know what was going on in your head. “What is wrong syulang?”

“Nothing, I just need to find more suitors. I am of mating age after all.” Covering up her feelings she lied. Watching closely as you seemed to cringe at her words ears downturned. “I can make better things than any other suitor could.” Handing her the top you made Tsireyas eyes seems to sparkle. A shy smile making its way onto her face as her hands ran over the fabric. Tuning to dig into her pouch a confused look covered your face as you watched her rummage. Taking out a necklace with the seashell that matched hers but sewn into a dangly piece of jewelry. “We can match now!” Handing you the necklace with the seashell resembling her eyes you could not help the hue casting over your cheeks. “Tsireya we can not, only mates or family match.” Attempting to move the necklace back into their hands she resisted a stubbornly.

“Do you not wish to?” Eyes hurt she flashed her puppy dog look. The frown she wore minutes ago now placed upon her face again. Not being able to resist her beautiful eyes you placed the necklace on with a sigh. Thoughts spiraling in your head as Tsireya eyes lit up at the action. Turning her body around she began to undo her top. Air catching in your throat your eyes watched the fabric fall. Her slim back on full display. Her bare skin soon covered by the top you crafted, as she skillfully tied it around her neck. “Now we are matching!” Voice cheerful Tsireya launched herself onto you. Her body resting comfortable on your legs as she hugged you close. Heart beating rapidly against your chest you placed your arms around her. The warmth of her body seeming to burn as you temperature rose. “Tsireya-“

“I am not 5 y/n I know what the clan will think if they see us.” Leaning back Tsireya met your gaze. Her arms still around your neck and body comfortable seated on yours. There was no doubt your cheeks were every shade of purple as your eyes widened. Trying to wrap the meaning of her words around you brain. “Then I will court you.” Statement clear you looked into her ocean eyes. Searching for a reaction that was soon to come. A joyful screech left Tsireyas lips as she brung her body back to yours. Pressing herself impossibility close as your heart leaped in joy.

“Oel ngati kameie y/n”

“Oel ngati kameie, tsireya.”

Words of affection whispered you did not let Tsireya leave your hold. Eclipse settling in as the two of you cuddled in the sand. Your head on Tsireyas chest as the two of you looked up into the sky. Your matching seashell glowing with your bioluminescence freckles as they connected. The two hearts seeming to have once been one of the same shell. Reunited by two painfully oblivious na’vi finally making a move.

a/n: I hope you like my first Tsireya fic! I can not get enough of the Metkayina siblings. 🤭

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[inlovewithpandora]

- Time spent together -

Pairing: Agedup!Tsireya x Fem!Metkayina!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Request: [ @iluvpandorawomen ] Hey gorgeous 🤗 , just got back on here after a break im almost done with my kiri fic part two but i was here to ask how are you ? and if you could do a small drabble for kiri or tsireya ?? 🥰

Synopsis: You and Tsireya spend some quality time together

Content: Pure Fluff, established relationship, them just being cute

Author’s Note: my first ever drabble & Tsireya fic, I was so excited to write it! I hope it meets your expectations @iluvpandorawomen!

Word Count: 444

Glossary: Tanhì - Star; bioluminescent freckle || Yawne - Beloved

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"Come on y/n." Tsireya whispered to you as she stood in the entryway of your mauri.

It's the middle of the night and both of you decided to sneak off and have one of your nightly dates like you've been doing over the past few weeks.

"Okay, okay, I'm coming." you whisper back as you try to slowly step around your family who were sleeping peacefully on their mats trying your best not to wake them up.

You were finally able to make your way to the entryway, "Are you ready to go tanhì?" Tsireya reached out her hand for you to take, ready to intertwine her hand with yours.

"Yes, let's go." and with that, you grabbed her hand and both of you began walking toward the beach. As both of you walked hand in hand Tsireya felt all giddy inside, even though both of you have been dating for a year it still feels like the first time both of you went on a date.

Tsireya loved spending this time with you, being able to be alone at night as the moonlight shined so perfectly on your teal-green skin and how your light blue eyes shined with love.

The beach was beautiful at this time of day, from how the stars were shining in the night sky to the water that was glowing from the bioluminescent flora and fauna within it. After a while of walking along the shore both of you decided to settle down near a palm tree.

You sat down first, leaning against the tree as Tsireya sat on your lap. You wrap your arms around her torso, loving every moment you got to touch her. As Tsireya felt you snake your arms around her frame, a redness spreads across her cheeks. She loves when you touch her just as much as you did. She loves the feeling of your fingertips gliding against her body and the way your hands roam in places that were only accessible to you.

“I love you y/n, you know that? You make me feel so loved and protected.” Tsireya leans back, resting her body against yours and placing her head in the crook of your neck.

“I love you too yawne, you make me the happiest na’vi on Pandora. My life wouldn’t be complete if you weren’t in it.” You end your statement by planting a loving kiss on her cheek. Times like this made you feel so lucky to have Tsireya by your side.

Both of you continue stargazing, looking around at the world that Eywa created. The atmosphere was filled with a warmth that you never wanted to end, you wanted to bask in this feeling forever.

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[bibibelly]

i met a girl *ೃ༄

parings: tsireya x fem!reader

content: kiri being a wingman? fluff

(bold is for sign language)

hot air blows in your direction, warming your cheeks as you brush kiris hair. hearing a wince as you brush over a knot, she slaps your hand, annoyed.

“hey, stop being a baby. your hair is a mess, looks like tuk when she wakes up.” you say, laughing at your own pitiful joke.

“leave tuk alone! as if you didn’t spend hours on your hair, just so tsireya could compliment you.” you gasp, pushing her shoulder playfully as she sticks her tongue out at you.

“i did not! stop lying to yourself-” your words get cut off as horns begin to play, startling both you and kiri.

leaving the hut, kiri grabs your wrist as she sees the metkayina people entering the water. feeling a poke at your side, your sister points to the one girl you were crazy about, tsireya. back home, the thought of finding a mate never appealed to you. the idea of being with someone from your village disturbed you, until you realized it wasn’t them. it was you. you wanted a woman. tsireya made you feel different, made you feel like yourself. not wanting to ruin the friendship, you vowed to never say anything about crushing on her, especially to kiri.

running towards the water, kiri shouts at you to slow down, eventually finding lo’ak.

“everybody, our brothers and sisters have returned!” tsireya shouts, swimming towards the group of tulkun. seeing your presence, she waves at you, calling you to join her and her ilu.

“y/n, come on! i have show you the tulkan.” her hands grab yours, putting them around her waist, securing you to her.

as her ilu dives into the water, you hold your breath, praying to eywa you wouldn’t have to come up for air. your eyes begin to widen as you see the tulkun, mesmerized by the way they flow themselves through the water. feeling a tap on your hand, tsireya heads towards a specific tulkun, her soul sister.

“that is my sister, y/n. i must welcome her” she signs, touching your hand before diving down, leaving you behind.

as someone from the forest, holding your breath under water was a big challenge, even with a great teacher like tsireya. swimming to the surface, you catch your breath before submerging your head, hoping to catch a glimpse of tsireya.

“yo, y/n!” the voice of your younger brother calling out to you, kiri right behind him. “bro what are you doing? we gotta check this out.” he shouts, causing kiri to roll her eyes at him.

“since when did you know how to ride ilu, little bro?” you say, eventually getting splashed in the face with salt water.

“you do realize we’re in the ocean? throwing water at her isn’t going to do anything” kiri says, stretching her hand out to you, pulling you up on her ilu.

as you both dive down, you spot tsireya sign something to her sister. her curly hair flowing through the water, making her look even more breath taking.

watching her closely, you pay attention to the way she moves her hands.

your heart skips a beat as you catch these four words.

“i met a girl”

sorry this was so bad lmao + didnt proof read

[loaksbitch]

TELL ME THIS DOESNT LOOK LIKE LO’AK IS WATCHING GF TSIREYA AND FALLING IN LOVE?! TELL ME.

[hiiamtheproblem]

her range...

[umeumeumee]

main masterlist

AZULA

only you

red lipstick stains

TOPH BEIFONG

whispers in the dark

KŌCHO SHINOBU

disflavored

AHSOKA TANO

to be yours

sunset

affection

a loving feeling

once more to see you

one another

heart to heart

beauty in the snow

moonlight on the river

it’s alright now

when memories snow

TSIREYA

to see you

flower’s ambition

practice makes perfect

oe txe’lan ‘anla nga , ch.01 , ch.02 , ch.03

KIRI SULLY

great mother knows all

NETEYAM SULLY

where you are

understanding

[eyrina-avatar]

Their Love

synopsis: a little blurb of Lo’ak’s and Tsireya’s relationship

pairings: Lo’ak x Tsireya

genre: romance, fluff

author's note: just a little something for you guys to hold onto while I continue working on my fics and requests. proofread once- I got this out on a rush.

word count: ~400

Perhaps it was the way she was always smiling at him so genuinely or the way she gently held his hands.

“I see you.” Those three words are what pushed him over the edge. Lo’ak knew right there and then that he fell for her. And he fell hard. Tsireya was never wavering in her kindness for him, always full of patience and care for Lo’ak. Slowly and carefully teaching him her people’s ways and helping him adjust to a new way of life. But most importantly, making him feel like he belongs.

Lo’ak has always struggled with feeling like a burden, an outcast, and one big disappointment. But with Tsireya, he found his way in life. She made him feel worthy, and made him feel loved.

Love, a new feeling for Lo’ak, one he wasn’t used to. Perhaps he was always used to tough love. Tough love that his family gave him since he was always getting into trouble. But Tsireya, she didn’t mind. She was always gently advising him on what to do and what not to do. Always guiding him in the right direction, but with care. Care for his well being, care for his emotions, and care for him. Tsireya’s care for Lo’ak was something he wasn’t used to. But she made him open to it, made him open to seeing how wonderful it is to be loved and appreciated. Appreciated for being alive, and appreciated for being him. Lo’ak’s wild nature was something she never took for granted. Tsireya didn’t wish to change him, only for him to be more careful but because she cared about him. She never wished for him to change his personality or to act like somebody else. Because to her, Lo’ak was the one she wanted, he’s the one she loves.

Tsireya’s loving and gentle personality with Lo’ak’s wild and adventurous side were thought to automatically clash by many, but no. She brought sound reasoning to his mind, and he brought adventure to her life. They fit each other perfectly, like a puzzle. They completed each other, like a match made by the great mother herself.

And so when Tsireya, with the utmost care, held Lo’ak’s hand and said “I see you.” He knew that he loved her and couldn’t be more sure about anything else in his life. That he was loved, loved by her.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

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[pandorainmymind]

the truth

lo’ak x tsireya

fluff

requested by: @livloveswon (thank you!! 🫶🏻)

word count: 1.5k

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lo’ak watched from afar as tsireya swam up to the surface. her smile dazzled as she laughed to herself, her ilu swimming circles around her strong treading body.

his heart fluttered deep within his chest, and he clears his throat - remembering he’s around his siblings. turning his head away from tsireya, lo’ak makes eye contact with his brother. and he blushes, immediately knowing that neteyam plans on teasing him.

“oh baby brother” he sighs out, lifting his long arm and gripping the base of lo’ak’s braid - making him snarl at his brother in an annoyed manner. lo’ak’s tail whipping behind him. “shut up” he hisses, trying not to give a sheepish smile in embarrassment. only making neteyam let out a small laugh and return his hand to his lap. all kiri could do as she watched her brothers make a hissy fit was internally laugh at the fact that lo’ak was ultimately smitten

“lo’ak come! come!” tuktirey shouts in the distance with excitement as she runs her smaller legs quickly to her older brother. sand kicking up from her feet traveling at least three feet in each stride. practically hopping and buzzing with pure joy in her youthful eyes and fanged smile. lo’ak groans with a roll of his eyes as he hears his youngest sister call for him, ears going back with annoyance. and as she approaches her brother, she grabs his left arm and yanks him towards her. “tuk!” lo’ak growls, his body jerking in the direction of the small na’vi. his body falling to the side and into the sand from the amount of force she unknowingly used. making kiri cover her open smiling mouth with her hands.

“tsireya found something!! she wants you to see!” she yells straight in his ears, making his eyes squint with her loud voice. “come!!” she pleads, tugging him once again. “go.. hurry, baby brother” neteyam teases, chuckling out, turning to smile at kiri who finally joins in the laughter with him.

“fine! i’m coming” lo’ak surrenders, trying to regain his balance as he lifts up his lean body up from the sand. and ignores his other siblings making fun of him. “you can let go tuk” he says, looking up at her with a small smile despite the complaint, trying to drop his arm once he’s back on his feet. “oops sorry!” she giggles and let’s go of his arm - bursting out in a run once again towards her supposed destination. turning her head to look behind her, she makes sure lo’ak was really coming, - erupting her face with another smile when he actually was following after her, (just not with a sprint.)

zeroing in closer towards tsireya in the ocean, lo’ak tries and avoids his sight from her and watches as his feet dig in the sand with every step, trying to slow down his heartbeat knowing that he’s close to being in full range of her beauty.

“lo’ak!” tsireya happily greets, smiling - making him focus his attention towards her again - yet this time he’s not watching from afar. “thank you for getting him tuk.” her angelic and gentle voice speaks words of kindness, and lo’ak’s stomach flutters. “hey” he greets, with a stupid smile (that should barely be considered a smile, for he only lifts one side of his mouth, trying not to seem too excited to be in her proximity) after tuktirey drops off her brother to his designated destination, she smiles big and runs off into the water in a different direction (in her own little world). leaving lo’ak there alone on the beach shore, standing there foolishly, not knowing what to do with himself.

“come here i want to show you something!” tsireya calls with a wave of her hand, giggling as she watches lo’ak try not to be awkward once tuk left. “oh okay” he says shyly, stepping into the sea and diving into the water. swimming towards her with as much swagger as he can muster up, his focused face trying to keep his head above the moving ocean surface. ultimately making her grin widen, for she wasn’t oblivious of his hysterical antics to try and make her swooned. though they secretly did make her fall for him even more.

swimming up next to tsireya’s treading body, she calls for her ilu to come back again with a click of her throat. and within seconds the creature was up from the deep, chittering happily circling the both of them. “let’s go” tsireya smiles, mounting her ilu, reaching out her fin-like arm for lo’ak to grab. and he does with a skip of his heart. her soft, wet, turquoise toned skin cool to his warm touch.

sitting himself behind her, she turns her head to watch him get positioned. lo’ak’s slim body pressing in on her from behind, he catches her eyes with his and blushes, wrapping his arms around her slim waist while keeping eye contact. she was breathtaking.

lo’ak - nervous she could feel his heartbeat against her back, swallowed as tsireya let out a contented hum from her throat. “ready?” she asks him sweetly, feeling his hands hold onto her body delicately, inevitably making her melt in his touch. nodding his head and giving her a quiet “yes”, they submerge into the water. off to wherever she wanted to show him.

coming up to the reef pools and resurfacing, the two of them intake a decent breath of air. filling their lungs back up with oxygen. and tsireya takes her braid from the bond with her ilu and places a hand on top of lo’ak’s from around her waist. looking down to see her hand on his, she gleams happily - dimples portraying themselves on her cheeks, and after a moment she speaks up. “over here”

with that, she pats his hand twice and slides herself into the water - lo’ak following behind her closely. “i wanted to bring you here” tsireya mentions, lifting her body over the edge of the reef pool. “how come?” lo’ak asks, trying not to sound too curious or excited. his curiosity flaming in wonder. watching her strong body pull itself out of the ocean into the separated pool, he repeats her movements and climbs over as well.

standing in the light and shallow, small body of water, lo’ak tilts his head to the side in question. making tsireya snicker out cutely, “well, i may have told you a little bit of a lie” she confesses with a light blush to her cheeks, ears going back shyly. “i don’t really have anything in particular to necessarily show you”

lo’ak’s lips curl in a little smile, watching her become bashful all of the sudden. “oh?” he asks with a hint of playfulness in his tone. and she catches it, making her blush deepen in hue and lick her lips nervously. lo’ak catches the movement around her mouth in specific, causing him to repeat her actions again. licking his own.

“i-“ she starts, then sighs trying to not stutter over her words. melting lo’ak’s heart in the process. “i just wanted to tell you something” her eyes lower down, and lo’ak then, fully approaching her body. lifts up her chin with two fingers, an act he’s surprised of. wondering where he got the confidence to do so. watching her eyes widen in surprise and a small gasp of air to come between her lips, lo’ak gives her a big grin. his heart palpitating in love. “you can tell me tsireya” he soothes out, and she closes her eyes for a second. cherishing the way he said her name, it replaying in the back of her mind.

refocusing on him, tsireya finally obtains all the courage she could muster up and spills her secret.

“i really like you lo’ak, and… and i just think you don’t understand how amazing you really are, and how you never fail to make me feel like i’m admired..” she stops, embarrassed she had started to ramble. lo’ak’s ears go stiff in surprise and his brows go up. her words were genuine, he knew that for a fact - but hearing them fall from her mouth made him feel like he was actually seen. not just as another one of the members of the sully family, but as himself.

“i’m sorry, i-“ she tries to explain herself but gets interrupted by lo’ak’s lips locking in with hers. the soft contact causes her small mewl of surprise to be swallowed by him and he feels tsireya ease into his touch as he places his other hand not on her jaw, to her waist - bringing her in even closer. their lips dancing together with sincerity and love.

separating from each other's mouths, lo’ak presses his head against a tsireya’s and looks into her eyes once they flutter open. his hand traveling from underneath her jaw to the side of her face, cupping her cheek in his palm. “tsireya?” he says with a slight raise of his voice

“lo’ak?” she replies with bright eyes looking into his.

“i love you”

[adrunkskeletonsduck]

4:30ᴘᴍ

➜ Pairing: Tsireya x reader

➜ Warnings: none, fluff

➜ Word Count: 0.4k

➜ Notes: just a little drabble I cooked up rq for this love lady

“Tsireya?” You call out, treading through the waist high water as you try to find where she went. The two of you had just been out taking a swim together – in rather shallow water, might you add – and she’d suddenly disappeared.  

Tsireya was a good swimmer, she knew the sea and the reef better than anyone, and she could take care of herself, but you couldn’t help but worry as more time passed. The uneasy feeling in your gut beginning to grow stronger.  

“Tsirey,” you tried again, “If this is some kind of joke it's not funny at all.”  

Suddenly the breath was knocked straight out of your lungs, you were knocked back into the water, vision blurring. Your back hit the liquid surface painfully hard as you were tackled. Your mouth opened to form an ‘o’, and your hand reached up to the knife that was strapped to your chest getting ready to fend off an attacker before the familiar dark and wavy locks flashed across your vision and Tsireya came into view above you.  

Her body shook with inaudible laughter, small bubbles escaping her smiling lips and your frowned. Letting go of your knife you swam back to the surface, and she followed closely behind you.  

“That was not funny!” you said immediately and taking a deep breath of air. She just grinned back at you giggling. You found it hard to make a point when she was looking at you like that though. The edges of her eyes crinkling and eyes sparkling with excitement.  

“The look on your face was.” she countered flicking some water at you playfully. You returned the gesture, smiling as she turned her head and shut her eyes tightly to avoid the water.  

“I was worried about you!” you stressed. Her expression softened at your words.  

“Well, you have nothing to worry about,” she assured and you moved towards her, pressing a kiss to her cheek. Her face flushed at the act of affection, and she ducked her face into your neck to hide it. You laughed, wrapping your arms around her and pressing another kiss to the top of her head in adoration, all your frustrations with her antics falling away quickly. As small as they were, you couldn’t ever be upset with her, not even in the slightest.  

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Tsireya - “Imagine flickering a flame. You must slow down your heartbeat”

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[ma-yawntu]

mine, all mine.

chapter one: paradigm

pairing: neteyam x female!metkayina!reader

summary: You had your routine down to a fine art until he and his family threw a wrench in the works.

word count: 3.6k

warnings: mentions of injury, weapons, sneaking out, you're a menace fr. NO USE OF Y/N!!!

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chapter two

It was early in the morning, long before the sun peeked over the horizon and bathed the village of Awa’atlu in a soft golden hue. You were silent as you crept toward the entrance to your family’s marui, placing your feet ever so carefully as to not disturb your siblings and parents and undoubtedly cop a string of questions as to why exactly you were up so early. You’d lie your way out of it, as usual, but you would remain under suspicion for far too long. But by now, you had this sneaking out business down to a fine art. Your mother’s duties as Tsahik had her awake fairly early most mornings and your father– well, you were sure the entire village knew when he was asleep given his occasional thunderous snores that you heard even in your dreams (or nightmares depending on your persuasion). 

There was a short expanse of time when both your parents slept soundly and you could get away uninterrupted and unsupervised for secret little training sessions with one of the village elders, Teyoa, who was a total thorn in your side but he was the only one who agreed to train you. Your father was sure there was no need for such things as learning to fight or use an array of weapons for anything other than hunting– the Metkayina were not at war. But even from a young age, you were fascinated by the stories of warriors and the battle with the great Toruk Makto that the elders would secretly tell the children. You were sure you wanted to be a warrior, fight to defend your people. But being the oldest daughter of the Tsahik and Olo’eyktan meant there was a heavy responsibility on your shoulders. You were the tsakarem, destined to be the Tsahik one day– a far cry from your dream of being a warrior.

Then there was the total mess of having to be mated one day, you considered that to be absolutely appalling– of course, your mother would scoff and tell you off for being dramatic– but you did not want to be mated to some random boy in the village, all of which you had the utter displeasure of growing up with for the most part. You dreaded the day you passed your Iknimaya– which was a breeze by the way– but it also meant you would be an adult, able to be courted and approached by the absolute meatheads that lived in your village.

“He’s a nice boy,” your mother would comment as you rolled your eyes so far back you saw your equally displeased brain.

“He also gave Ao’nung a bald patch when we were children,” you scoffed, pulling on the intricate and almost suffocating neck piece your mother insisted you wear when boys began courting you. 

“Must you have an excuse for everything?” Ronal would sigh, pressing her hands together as if praying to Eywa for the strength to not throttle her eldest child.

“Mother, A’tok is boring at best. Father would not approve of him being the next Olo’eyktan,” you would reply with a shrug, finally untying the neck piece and replacing it with the simple beaded one Tsireya had made for you many eclipses ago. 

“Eywa, give me strength,” Ronal would mutter, eyes glancing up at the sky as she returned to the healing tent to tend to the wounded hunters. 

Your parents were sure you made it impossible on purpose. You would avoid courting boys from the village like the plague, using your sister or tsakarem duties as an excuse almost every time. But Tsireya loved love; she would point out some of the cute village boys that came to court you, noting the gifts they had bought or their kind demeanour– she was too sweet for her own good. You had dirt on almost everyone, noting the times some of the older boys had bullied Ao’nung or bad mouthed your sister or parents– you held a grudge. 

Your mother tried to busy you with tsakarem duties if you were so adamant on borderline bullying the Metkayina boys into leaving you alone. You found it boring at times, wishing you were out hunting or practising your weaponry skills with Teyoa. Of course, you wanted to honour your family and your clan, but you wanted to learn to defend the land and your spirit brothers and sisters the tulkun too. Interpreting the will and Eywa and being a healer wasn’t exactly where all the action was. Tsireya would have been a better tsakarem than you. You had heard of villages where sisters lead their clan alongside each other as Olo’eyktan and Tsahik– you would lead them in flesh and your sister could lead them in spirit. But that’s not how the Metkayina did things and Eywa forbid you mess with tradition. 

So you paid attention for the most part, learned to look for ripe fruits, herbs and created healing balms and practise healing techniques. But you found it so uninteresting and boring, but you loved your people and your parents, so biting your tongue and carrying on would be enough for now. 

But it only lasted so long before you wanted to sit at the bottom of the reef in an act of protest and ignore your never ending list of responsibility as the tsakarem. When you went around begging some of the elder warriors to train you, they feared the wrath of your parents (mostly your mother) and told you to stop behaving like a child. Teyoa thought you were amusing and decided to teach you, but his teaching methods were weird and required the patience you simply did not have.

“I do not see how hitting this poor defenceless bag of sand is effective,” you would grumble, burying the end of your staff into the sand, leaning on the thick weapon. Teyoa circled around you as you ‘fought’ this bag of sand, not even using a ‘real’ weapon as you so eloquently put it.

“You must be patient, child. A good warrior and hunter is patient,” he lectured, picking the staff up out of the sand and handing it to you. “Again.”

You let out a sound of annoyance before you forced the stance Teyoa had ingrained into the fabric of your soul, holding the staff toward your enemy (bag of sand) and beginning your usual fighting techniques. Teyoa had his arms crossed as he watched you, studying your form. You had a strong heart and will, always wanting to prove yourself and while he had never seen someone with such a keen heart, you were impatient but he was sure you would see it one day.

Your hands were always covered in blisters and small bruises from your training with Teyoa. He told you that warriors had tough hands, they needed the strength to wield any weapon and battle any odds. Your eyes would sparkle at the thought and you were always proud of the injuries from your hard work– though hiding it from your parents proved to be a challenge in itself. Teyoa knew he could probably get into trouble for teaching the Olo’eyktan’s daughter to fight, but you were so adamant and protective of your people, it was hard to say no.

That was the routine most days– rise early to train with Teyoa and be back before your parents even realised you were gone. You had gotten better at fighting, you would easily hold yourself in a fight and wanted to prove yourself to your father but seeking out a fight wasn’t exactly the mark of a good warrior.

“Where are you going?” Tsireya asked quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. She rubbed her eyes tiredly and you stopped dead in your tracks, turning painfully slowly to face your little sister.

“Nowhere,” you replied pathetically.

She gave you a look of confusion as her gaze shifted from your head to your feet. Your tail twitched anxiously as she watched you, “it doesn’t look like you’re going nowhere.”

“Go back to sleep, Reya,” you whispered, heading toward the entrance of your family’s marui. Tsireya stood up from her mat, wrapping her arms around herself as she met you in the middle of the marui. 

“I see you do this every morning, sister. You’re worrying me,” she pouted. You sighed softly in defeat, turning to face your sister.

“I’m seeing a boy–”

“Lie.”

“I do not lie,” you replied, offended. 

“You lie all the time,” Tsireya retorted, “and you do not like any of the Metkayina boys. I see through your lie and I demand you tell me the truth,” she said a little louder. 

You sighed, running your hands down your face. It was impossible to lie to your sister, she knew you too well. “I’ve been training with Teyoa.”

Tsireya battled with the confession for a moment, “the old warrior?” she questioned.

“Yes, he’s been teaching me,” you replied.

“Mother and father will not be happy,” Tsireya commented, folding her arms over her chest.

“I’m aware, hence the leaving at stupid times in the morning,” you said with a huff. Tsireya gave you that look she always gave when she was worried and you felt your heart squeeze. “I am careful, Reya. He has taught me many things, I feel I can defend our people and– and the tulkun.”

“We are not at war,” she quickly said, grabbing your hands and squeezing them in her own. “You do not need to fight. We are safe here–”

“The tulkun go missing, Reya. The other clans speak of their spirit brothers and sisters disappearing, I cannot let that happen,” you replied, holding Tsireya’s hands tightly. She looked at you with such worry in her eyes. “I feel it,” you said quietly, “I feel something is wrong, that something is coming.”

“You cannot be sure,” Tsireya sighed, shaking her head.

“I am the future Tsahik, sister. I think I know when Eywa speaks,” you teased. 

“You would be a good Tsahik,” she said after a beat, knowing how you felt about your duties as tsakarem. You smile at her words, cupping her cheek softly. She knew how you felt about your tsakarem duties, wishing so desperately to be a warrior instead of a healer. But you were soft when you wanted to be, she was convinced you would be an excellent Tsahik one day. 

“I must go,” you whispered, letting go of her hands. 

“Be careful,” Tsireya sighed, “you cannot be so sneaky forever.”

You turned around just before stepping outside your family’s marui, “watch me.”

You sat on the beach of the neighbouring island of Awa’atlu. Your legs were covered in sand as you worked on crafting your heavy bow. Metkayina preferred to use spears, but Teyoa taught you how to make a bow, a dying art in his opinion. You had been working on it for a couple of days in secret, not wanting your parents to find out you were spending your time making weapons instead of learning to perfect your healing techniques.

“Looks good,” Teyoa commented, holding a spear and woven basket of fish in his hands. You glanced up at him and let out a sigh.

“I cannot get the string tight enough, hardly a weapon for a warrior if you ask me,” you huffed, your fingers red and tired from the thin string that was steadily starting to wear at your poor fingers from how hard you’d been trying to pull it taut. 

Teyoa silently sat beside you on the sand, the heavily tattooed elder Metkayina fixing your sloppy handiwork in a matter of seconds. “Now it is a weapon fit for a warrior,” he grinned as he handed it to you. You stood up, feeling the weight of it in your hand. “It will take some getting used to–”

You lifted one of your crafted arrows, pulling the string taut before releasing it on an unsuspecting fish in the shallows of the reef. You ran toward the water, pulling the fish out with a grin on your face. Teyoa began to laugh softly.

“You overachieve,” he shook his head.

“Was that a compliment?” You teased.

“Hardly, child,” he chuckled. 

You practised your aiming skills in the shade of the forest, Teyoa occasionally correctly you but leaving you to practise for the most part. You definitely lost track of time because by the time you returned to the beach, the sun had risen over the vast horizon of Pandora, a grim reminder of the fact your parents were definitely awake and you were definitely not in the village.

“Oh, Eywa, no!” You almost yelled as you started running toward the beach, clicking your tongue to get your ilu’s attention. Teyoa stayed behind, picking up his woven basket full of fish he had caught earlier and watching as you scrambled through the water.

“I’d like to see you lie yourself out of this one!” Teyoa sang from behind you. He never took much seriously, he was too old (his words) to care much about ‘getting in trouble’. You, however, cared a lot. 

You dipped into the water with your ilu, quickly making tsaheylu as you tore through the water back toward your village– you were so dead and while your sister would try to cover for you; Tsireya was a pretty bad liar. Your ilu zipped through the coral reefs, pushing itself as hard as the poor animal could for your sake. You quickly surfaced, taking in a deep breath of air when you heard it– the loud horn you knew all too well.

That horn meant a few things: the tulkun were back, a ceremony was beginning or someone was missing, and given where you were and the fact that your parents had no idea, you were sure it was the latter. You dipped back before the surface, hoping and praying to Eywa your mother wouldn’t skin you for this one. 

You swam in through a small opening in the twisting branches around the reef, watching as your village gathered on the sandbank, probably copping a not-so-subtle interrogation from your father about your whereabouts before he sent out the search party. 

You definitely couldn’t lie your way out of this one.

Tsireya shifted anxiously as she stood by her brother, glancing around the crowd for you. She only half listened to her father as he spoke to these strangers from the forest, their sudden appearance in their village frightening the Metkayina. They were seeking uturu and while your father seemed to consider the idea, your mother scoffed at such an ask. 

After a few uncomfortable minutes, Tonowari made the decision to let Jake Sully and his family stay in their village. Tsireya knew it would be difficult for them as forest Na’vi learning the way of water, but she was eager to teach.

“Our children, Ao’nung, Tsireya and…” Tonowari let out a sigh as his eyes fell on only his two youngest, with you nowhere to be seen. Tsireya winced uncomfortably at her father’s gaze. He looked around for a moment before finishing, “they will teach your children our ways.”

“Where is your sister?” Ronal asked, pulling on Tsireya’s arm. Tsireya felt like she was going to explode, unable to form a single coherent thought that wouldn’t totally expose your little routine.

“I am here!” Your voice broke out across the beach, the crowd parting for you as you made your way toward your parents. You were out of breath, your chest huffing up and down and your hair a soaked mess from your panicked race home. “Mother, I am sorry, I–” You trailed off at the sight of foreigners in your village. You recognised them as forest Na’vi– why would forest Na’vi be here? There were six of them; a family. 

The forest was exceedingly far from your home in the reef and the family before you looked noticeably tired from their journey and you could only imagine how out of place they felt in your village. The youngest forest Na’vi looked at you curiously, hiding behind her father’s leg as she watched you, you smiled softly, the little Na’vi grinning back and holding her father’s leg. 

“My daughter,” your father said, your attention snapping back to him, “how nice of you to join us.”

You winced at the comment, some of the younger Metkayina snickering at the comment, your brother doing the same. Tsireya swatted at his arm, effectively shutting him up. You stepped toward your father, “Father, I–”

He held his hand up, silencing you. You were going to hear about this later, you were absolutely sure of it. “Help your sister move Jake Sully and his family into their marui,” he said lowly, to which you nodded, not daring to argue with him. “I want you to teach their children our ways,” he looked at Jake Sully and his family, “so they do not suffer the shame of being useless.”

Your father gave you a look, a look that silently asked you where you’d been while simultaneously telling you he didn’t want to hear it. Tsireya came to your rescue, quickly grabbing your hand and turning to smile at the forest Na’vi. “Come. We will show you our village.”

You walked alongside Tsireya through your village, watching as she peaked behind her occasionally at what you assumed was the youngest of Jake Sully’s sons. You followed her gaze, grinning softly at your adorable sister. She caught you watching her, becoming embarrassed. 

“What?” She questioned, completely unprompted.

“I said nothing,” you replied, trying not to laugh. You carried a few of the Sully’s belongings to the empty marui near the edge of the village, at least you could give them a little bit of privacy while they adjust to their new home. 

Tsireya shuffled into their marui, placing their things down, “this will be your new home,” she grinned sweetly. You trailed behind her, finally getting a good look at the entire forest family. You stared at them curiously, noticing their thin tails and arms, their darker blue skin and piercing yellow eyes. You had never seen Na’vi like this before and it intrigued you.

“Thank you, this is nice, right?” Jake turned to his mate and children, smiling through his wince as his mate dropped the rolled hide on the floor with a huff. Jake turned to you and your sister, “Thank you, Tsireya and… I’m sorry I don’t think I caught your name.”

Your ears perked at the sudden attention on you and you quickly told him your name, bowing your head softly. Your tail swished behind you as Jake introduced his family to you and your sister, “my mate, Neytiri,” she seemed displeased with the arrangement and was rather… intimidating. “My daughters Tuk and Kiri.” Tuk waved happily at you, to which you returned with a small smile while her sister Kiri seemed uncomfortable, pulling on the corners of her shawl. “And my sons Lo’ak and Neteyam.”

Tsireya smiled at the ground as Lo’ak caught her eye, smiling softly at your sister. But your eyes lingered on his oldest son, Neteyam. He watched you curiously and he was hard to read, he looked you up and down and you almost frowned. You stared back at him for a fleeting moment, wondering what his problem was.

“Right, well,” Tsireya said, pulling your attention to her, “we will leave you to settle and get some rest, we can go swimming in the reef later on,” she smiled politely, nodding her head as she grabbed your arm, pulling you out of their marui. 

You felt Neteyam looking at you as you left, turning your head to peek back at him. Eywa, what is his problem? You thought, making a face of disdain as you caught up with your sister. 

“What’s his problem?” You grumbled. You walked shoulder to shoulder with her as you made your way back to your parents in the middle of the village.

“You mean Neteyam?” Tsireya asked. You gave her a look and she giggled, “he was checking you out!”

“What? No, he wasn’t,” you frowned, a feeling of disgust pooling in your chest. Tsireya nudged your shoulder with a laugh.

“Oh, my sister. You may be a great warrior, a Tsahik in training and have a gift for scaring boys away, but he was definitely checking you out,” Tsireya babbled on and you rolled your eyes. You weren’t exactly unpopular when it came to boys wanting to court you, if anything, you did pretty well for yourself. But you simply weren’t interested in finding a mate any time soon, you were only sixteen, it felt ridiculous to rush into things (even though your parents pestered you about choosing a mate). 

“How ridiculous,” you retorted. “He is a forest Na’vi, we are reef Na’vi, I’m sure he was more preoccupied with our staggeringly different appearances,” you attempted to explain the reason for his lingering gaze but your sister really wasn’t having a bar of it. 

“Are you saying you didn’t think he was cute?” Tsireya asked, quirking a brow at you. You stopped in your tracks, giving her an unimpressed look. She let out a dramatic gasp, “you do think he’s cute!”

“I do not,” you retorted childishly.

“Do not lie!” She squealed. “I never thought I would see the day!”

“You pain me,” you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“My sister likes a boy!” She sang.

“I do not like him,” you grumbled as Tsireya danced circles around you with a grin on her face. She tugged on your arm as she jumped up and down with excitement. You would admit that he was cute but you were allowed to admire and ignore– that’s what you did best, because boys are usually cute until they open their big dumb mouths. 

a/n: hi! this is my first time writing for avatar, i hope you like it! i know there wasn't much of our teyam in this but there will be more! only if this does well tho :3

dividers by @/cafekitsune

[luxthestrange]

Avatar Incorrect quotes#50 Na'vis first pastries

You introduce to the Na'vi the wonderful world of pastries...and Tea Time, As if the concept of giving everyone you hold close a pretty rock wasn't enough but now... you're giving something you MADE?...

In Metkayina clan Beaches

Ronal*Holding a thing called "Banana bread" and sniffing it curiously*So...It's bread made from Bananas the yellow fruit from your world...

Y/n*Smiles and nods*It is

Ronal: YOU made this bread

Y/n:I did!

Ronal: You can put stuff on it?

Y/n: I meaaan i wouldn't recommend making a sandwich with it but knock yourself out!~

Tonowari*Is happily chewing at a bread but he is confused by the taste*...This one doesnt taste like bananas...

Y/n*Gleams seeing him eating it* That one has Oreos on it

Tonowari*Stares at the bread and spots the white n black thing you called "Oreo Cookies" that you shared with him once...and that he found very delicious, pupils dialating and his tail curling*...I like Oreos...

Y/n:Me too!

Tsu'tey*Looking at his own bread that is different from Ronal's and Tonowari's*...What's in this one?

Y/n: Chocolate chips!

Tsu'tey*On brooding stare at you*...why?

Y/n*Shrugs, looking back at him with a derpy grin*Why not?

Tsu'tey*Stares longer at you*Your invited to my next hunting trip...

Y/n*Gleams knowingly but spots the kids*??

The Kids are enjoying their own desserts nearby you the Sully's and Spider teaching Tsireya and Aonung how to eat the bread

Aunong*Putting slices of meat and cheese...and making a sandwich with the bananabread*Mx Y/nsully when you say you wouldn't recommend making a sandwich out of it, this is a suggestion, correct?

Y/n:Its not illegal-

Aunong*Putting the things you call "Chips" into it and closing it,drooling*Good...Imma need more of this, okay?

[nyctophicbtch]

Outsiders - Neteyam

[ Neteyam x Metkayina!reader ]

Summary: Despite your uninterests in getting to know the Omatikaya guests, you’d somehow managed to capture the attention of the eldest brother and Neteyam messed up by doing the one thing your brother told him not to. Plus Lo’ak being the captain of the ship.

Warnings: none

Word Count: 2,033

Just as expected, there were no particular signs of interest your siblings found in you when Omatikayas showed up on the shore, but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t curious upon their arrival.

“She will show up.” You faintly heard Rotxo quietly say to Ao’nung as you approached the commotion.

A glimpse of your father and mother speaking to an Olo'eyktan had you pushing through the crowd to get a better view. You could see your sister already examining the outsiders alongside your brother, being fairly kinder than he was.

“See,” remarked Rotxo as he spotted you making your way over to them.

Their banter over you was not uncommon. It never bothered you and you could care less with what they were whispering about now when you knew they had no ill intentions. Instead, you shifted your attention to the family standing before you and eyed each of them individually.

The littlest one was hiding behind her mother’s leg, the other girl looked exhausted and the younger boy had his eyes glancing at your sister too often to your annoyance.

You glanced at the eldest just as he did too, noticing you for the first time. The corners of his lips curved upwards to form a subtle smile in an attempt to seem friendly, which others might have missed but your brothers didn’t.

It wasn’t the smartest friendly attempt, considering how it only deepened the distaste of your brother into sneers and scowls.

“If he hasn’t already, he’s going to take interest in you,” whispered Ao’nung, though he didn’t seem pleased to know that. “You’re alluring. Stay away.”

“I won’t even do anything!”

“Exactly.”

“Shh,” interrupted Tsireya.

You shot a glare towards your brother in annoyance. He knew you wouldn’t even be interested in seeing them, let alone talking to them, yet somehow he was so sure that they’d approach you on their own

“They won’t even care, Ao’nung.” You had been so busy furiously thinking of arguments against your brother that the call of your name spooked you.

“They will teach you our ways,” your father said, earning immediate complaints from your brother whilst Tsireya obliged and wasted no time in leading the guests.

There was no doubt that your sister could handle them, and your siblings wouldn’t expect you to be interested in teaching them either. And they weren’t wrong. You’d prefer entertaining the kids running around the sand than guiding them.

“Where’s your other sister?” asked Kiri when she noticed your absence.

Neteyam hung back with Lo’ak as their parents busied themselves gazing at the village. The place still felt foreign to them, and even more so when they knew they’d be staying here.

“Doing something else. She’s not used to outsiders.” Tsireya did not stop to reply, the words coming off her tongue as if she had practiced it a thousand times.

Lo’ak raised his brows at the mention of another sister. He was too caught up fuming at Rotxo and Ao’nung to even notice you, but he doubted any of them were used to outsiders either.

“The quiet one.” Neteyam replied to his unspoken question. “The interesting one.”

“Go anywhere near her and we’ll tie you up with your baby tail.”

“Relax, she’s all yours.” Neteyam held his hands up in defense. He didn’t understand why they were getting so defensive over you although he barely even looked your way. Lo’ak was ogling at Tsireya and they didn’t seem too bothered.

Something was off about you, especially when you’d so rarely make yourself visible to any of them for days. He would’ve expected the daughter of the Olo'eyktan to be difficult to miss, especially when they all expected you to help teach them the Metkayina ways. And to be truthful, you just enjoyed doing your own thing that does not involve the outsiders.

“Father’s expecting all of us to join them.” Your annoyance was clearly visible. You weren’t even needed. They could handle this on their own without you, and your father knew that.

“Fine.”

-

You left them alone for two minutes and somehow they were already taunting each other when you came back. Your sister was called to help mother, much to your dismay, and you were putting back the saddles of the ilu.

“Lo’ak,” you heard Neteyam warn as you returned to the group behind Ao’nung, giving some distance.

When Lo’ak approached and flexed his fingers around, you knew what was coming before the punch actually landed on your brother’s face.

“Rotxo, stop!” you yelled, pulling him back by his hand. He shook you off easily, dismissing your warnings.

You looked to Neteyam who sighed, as if he’d witness this too many times. The older brother easily beat up Ao’nung and his friends in Lo’ak’s defense, scolding Lo’ak afterwards.

“Come on,” Ao’nung waited expectantly for you to follow them. He sensed your hesitance and saw the way your eyes roamed back and forth between them and the Omatikayas, and finally decided to leave without you.

“In my defense, you got to show off in front of her,” said Lo’ak groggily, nodding to you.

“Excuse my brother and his unrefined mouth.” Neteyam received a weak punch for that and the tiniest smile from you. He didn’t comprehend why, but Neteyam smiled at your amusement and from then, the annoyance you felt from having to teach them disappeared. Just slightly.

“Do I have to face dad?”

“Yes. Until then keep out of trouble. I mean it Lo’ak.”

It was safe to say Neteyam was impressed that his brother managed to not utter a single provoking word until he had to face their father.

“Hey.” Neteyam spun to the sound of your voice. It was nearly sundown and you were standing outside his room. “Sorry about my brother and his friends. I can still teach you how to control your breathing if you’d like.”

The mindful part of him knew he should go find his brother who hadn’t been visible for a long while, but the selfish part of him allowed his interests to take over. And this time, he allowed something for himself for once. Besides, Lo’ak should stay out of trouble after his last encounter with dad.

“Yeah. Sure.”

You nodded towards the shore and Neteyam jumped off his marui to follow you. It took great effort to avoid bumping into any of the children running around and splashing water.

“The secret to increasing your lungs’ limit is to slow your breathing and allow them to slowly adapt,” you said, pushing him back by the chest with both hands so that he sat down.

“Breathe from here.” You were only showing him parts of his chest and abdomen, but he couldn’t help the increasing pace of his heart as your hands felt around his chest. His eyes locked on your face the entire time in an attempt to focus on what you were saying, but the words that came out from your mouth sounded foreign to his brain.

“Your heart is beating really fast.” You frowned. “Slow down.”

Neteyam nodded, but when you felt his heart keep its frantic pace, you sighed and removed your hands from his chest.

“We’ll try this again tomorrow with my sister.”

-

Neteyam did the one thing Ao’nung told him not to do. He found himself coming up with excuses to see you and he was just about subtle enough that even Tuk noticed.

“I just made peace. This time I think you’re going to be the one to mess things up.”

“I’m not doing anything.” They both knew it was a lie and Neteyam was fully aware of that.

“Can you show the way to our marui? They all look the same,” Lo’ak mockingly mimicked the conversation he overheard between you and his brother yesterday. Lo’ak was basking in his enjoyment.

It was something unlikely of Neteyam and something expected of Lo’ak, which made the whole situation even more amusing to the younger brother.

“Ow.” Lo’ak swatted away the hand that hit him in the back of his head.

“You’re being annoying. Stop.”

“Stop being a wuss and make a move. It’s her birthday.” The look Neteyam gave was out of pure disbelief.

“I’m not you who falls in love with every pretty girl you see.”

“I do not do that.”

“Yes you do. Now go annoy someone else. I’m going to see if mom found our gift.” Neteyam pushed the weight of Lo’ak’s arm away from his shoulder, distancing himself before walking the other direction.

“Actually, you already gave her one.” The words from his brother’s mouth caused Neteyam to freeze in place and turn his head to look at him.

“What?”

“You gave her a pretty sea bouquet with a sweet little note.” If he could, Neteyam would tear the smug look off of his brother’s face.

“Kurkung.” Asshole. “What did the note say?”

“You’re going to have to ask her yourself. She actually shows up when you’re around.”

Happy birthday, tanhì

- Neteyam

You somehow doubted that this was actually from Neteyam. He didn’t seem like the type to show romantic gestures to someone he met only a few weeks ago. You were surprised that he was even interested in you at all and it had you flushing like an idiot.

“What’s got you so smiley?” asked Rotxo, snatching the note from your hand before you could reply.

“Hey!”

“That bastard. I thought mom got you that.” Your brother gestured to the bouquet with a glare. You had no idea why your brother and his friends were so against you and Neteyam. It wasn’t like either of you showed any interest in each other. Well, not until now.

“Lay off, Rotxo. It’s her birthday,” you heard Ao’nung’s voice before he entered the marui and stole the note from Rotxo’s hands. Your brother’s hand ruffled your hair in a way he knew you hated. “Happy birthday, hì’i kxetse.”

Happy birthday, small tail.

You shoved his hand away in annoyance, the glare you sent looking more playful than menacing. The pushes turned into fights and a full race to the waters.

“Guys-“ Rotxo never got to finish what he was saying since the two of you were already running through the poor villagers that minded their own business, occasionally bumping into some of them.

Ao’nung was grinning at his expected victory when you tackled him from behind. The rest of the way was filled with tripping, pulling, and your attempts at kicking him away from you.

You were nearly there. Aonung would often beat you most of the time, but on lucky days, you claimed the victory.

“Woah!” Before you could stop yourself, you slammed into Neteyam, knocking the both of you over to the waters.

Water filled your lungs quicker than you could comprehend and it seemed like Neteyam did the same since he was coughing a fit once the two of you resurfaced.

“Sorry,” you mumbled an apology in between coughs.

“Looks like lover boy helped you win, little sis.” Ao’nung appeared from behind you. Your brother did nothing, but you hit him on his forehead - which felt like a weak nudge to him - for his mere existence. “I’m gonna fetch Rotxo. I’m still keeping my eye on you, forest boy.”

Once Ao’nung was out of earshot you were quick to approach him and apologize for your brother’s hostility. “Sorry for him. I liked your gift, though. It was lovely.”

Neteyam knew it wasn’t really his gift, but he couldn’t help but play along. Lo’ak was never going to let this go and he knew it. He was “forever in Lo’ak’s debt”.

“It’s alright. Happy birthday again.”

You smiled at Neteyam, leaning in to put a hand on his jaw and he hoped you couldn’t feel the speed of his heartbeat increasing as you gave a peck to his cheek. It was supposed to be him, yet you were the one whose face flushed and quickly swam away to find your ilu.

Lo’ak just found the entire thing amusing.

He raised a brow suggestively as Neteyam spotted him standing by the shoreline, blowing a kiss his way, which was responded with water splashed to his face.

“You’re welcome.”

kurkung [ˈkuɾ.kuŋ] n. asshole (vulgar)

tanhì [tan.ˈhɪ] n. star, bioluminescent freckle

hì’i [ˈhɪ.ʔi] adj. small, little (in size)

kxetse [ˈk’ɛ.t͡sɛ] n. tail

[onskepa]

Hey saw tou were open!!

Could you do a ronal x platonic female reader, who is having her first mother's day as a new mom. She goes to ronal and explains the earth holiday. As part of her tradition she gives ronal a mother's day gift and ronal gets to see cute teeny tiny human baby!

Hellooooooo~!! So when I read this one, I knew just where to put it! Enjoy~!!

Irayo pt1

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Irayo: Best mama's around!

Ronal kept herself busy these past few days. More busy than usual. Anything to distract the lingering worry of her friend, Irayo. It has been 8 days now, Ronal counted since her last visit. Not just ronal who worries, but her daughter young tsireya is now questioning where her auntie is. Her, and slowly the villagers begin to worry. 

Not to make her worries any better, Ronal has no way to communicate with Irayo. She remembers clearly, the last time she was her friend. Everything was fine that day, irayo behaved normal, acted as normal as she could be. Made another set of friendship bracelets, helped take care of tsireya, did her part in the village. Everything was normal. 

So why now is she gone? Are the sky demons preventing her from returning? Did they deem her useless now? Is she alright? 

So many questions linger in Ronal's mind. Anything she does, her worries are not calmed down. If by day 10 irayo does not return, ronal can only fear the worse. 

“A little bit dramatic, don't you think?” Irayo asks as she plays patty cake with little tsireya. Ronal was too busy hugging her from the side, saying how worried she was and what possible routes irayo was going through. 

“Not dramatic, only worried,” Ronal says, a bit stubbornly. 

Irayo can only laugh at the tsahik’s antics. 

“What happened? Why were you gone for many days?” Ronal finally asks. Needing to know if whatever happened, that irayo was alright. 

“I am fine, its just I wasnt feeling well and I had to be examined to find out what was wrong” irayo answers. This made Ronal more worried. “And? Are you well? Why didnt you come to me? I could have helped you” ronal gently scolded. Irayo only shook her and answered in her own way. 

She smiled and grabbed Ronal by the hands, guiding them to her belly. 

“I am pregnant” 

Those three words echoed in ronal’s head, slowing taking in what the human just said. Her eyes were wide, almost unbelieving what she said. 

Irayo laughed at Ronal’s reaction. Tsireya laughs as well even though she doesn't know why. 

“And who is the fool who believes he is worthy of you?” 

Word spread of Irayo’s return and the news of her pregnancy, the people went a bit wild. Welcoming her back, many gave her gently hugs, being mindful of her belly. Even though irayo said she was only 2 weeks pregnant, none took it lightly. Pregnancy at an early stage, any stage really, is the most important. Anything can happen. 

So the villagers, and by extension ronal and tonowari, made sure irayo only did safe, light tasks. Some had given her many things for her baby when its born. Children would follow irayo and ask her so many questions, like what is the difference between a na’vi baby and a human baby. Will the baby be blue or a different color? Small or big? Cute or ugly? 

So many things and Irayo was just happy to resume it all. Even more now that soon, her little one will get to experience the same excitement as she does. Her stage is still early, but no doubt her motherly instincts kicked in. 

As time goes on, ronal allowed irayo to take care of tsireya more often, to practice in how to take care of a baby. Would talk about her experiences in taking care of an infant and so on. However Ronal does not know how much of the information will be useful to her friend. As she does not know how different a human baby is to a na’vi baby. 

And as the months go by, ronal witnesses irayo’s belly growing. While she may not fully show it, Ronal is secretly excited for the baby to arrive. One day, when Irayo was 4 months pregnant, she asked a sudden question. 

“Would you like to feel the baby?” 

This question surprised ronal. 

In na’vi customs, pregnant females only allow their mates or really close family members to touch their bellies.

Is it the same for humans? 

“Can I…?” Ronal asks hesitantly. 

Irayo nods and gently places ronal’s bigger hands onto her growing belly. 

“The baby is still small, but in future months, they will move and might even kick,” irayo explains. Being still, Ronal can sense a small heart beat. From her experience, this small heart beat sounds healthy. 

“You baby is strong,” she comments. Irayo giggles, she doesn't doubt ronal. She can feel her baby. 

“Baby?” little tsireya echos the word as she waddles over to the two mothers. Practicing how to mother with the little one, irayo feels she is ready. But slight doubt still lingers in her. 

Playing with the child's hair, Irayo confesses her inner struggles. 

“Ronal…do you think I will be a good mother?” she asks. 

Ronal looks at her friend, a sad smile on the human's face. “Of course you will be. Perhaps not perfect, but a good mother. I have seen you around my child, with the villagers' children. Why think you will not be?” 

“I don't know, maybe it is just my mind playing games. I see how you raise tsireya, when she was born to now. You are wonderful to her. You have far more experience than I. the other women, I see how they handle their babies. I fear that whatever I will try, it won't be enough. That maybe I will fail and-” 

Ronal places her hands gently on irayo’s cheek, making her look at her. 

“You will be a wonderful mother to your baby. Anything you will do, shall do, will be seen as perfection to your baby because it will be all that they know. I am not perfect irayo, no one else. I make my own mistakes, but we learn and so will you” 

“Learn!” tsireya repeated. 

Both ladies look down at the little girl with soft smiles. 

Irayo leans a bit to kiss tsireya’s head. 

“At least my baby will have someone to look up to”

9 months had come to completion. Ronal wasnt able to see irayo for a while. Irayo explained she will need to be under constant supervision since the due date was nearing. Ronal understood, but the inner fears and anxiety creeps every night. 

Will irayo be alright? Will the birth be safe? Will the baby be healthy? 

So many questions, ronal even suggested she helps to deliver the baby. Willing to push aside her own personal views of the sky demons for the sake of her friend. While irayo was happy, she couldn't. 

And it wasn't for another 3 months that finally, irayo returned. This time she wasn't alone. 

She came to the village with her baby. 

Everyone was so ecstatic! 

They all surrounded her and her baby. Welcoming her back and welcoming the baby as well. Her baby was so cute! Mothers praised the little one, seeing how healthy the baby looked. And many more for being curious, it was the first time they have seen a human baby! Who knew they could be adorable? 

However the crowd was quickly disbursed by the presence of ronald and tonowari with tsireya in her father’s arms. 

Ronal of course was the first to hug irayo, letting out a long relieved sigh. 

“Thank Eywa you have returned” she whispers. Looking at irayo, she didnt know if it was the sun, or something else but the human had a natural glow in her physic. That motherly glow all females have after birth. It made irayo look stunning. 

“I am happy to be back,” irayo says. 

Soft babbles were heard, in the small bassinet was the human baby. 

Leaning down, ronal took a good look at the human baby. 

“Has your eyes…” she comments. 

The baby stared at ronal, no fear, only fascination. 

“Would you like to carry my baby?” Irayo asks, knowing ronal wants to. Without needing to answer, ronal carefully and gently holds the baby into her arms. 

“Baby!” tsireya squeals. 

Tonowari chuckles, “yes me’ite, it is a baby. We must be careful and be gentle” he says, tsireya nodding. 

“Your baby is so beautiful…oh Eywa, maybe you bless this baby with a great life and a wonderful future” ronal prays. 

Tonowari gestures irayo to a certain direction, “come, there is much to talk about”

Tsireya was entertaining the baby, showing many toys and singing little songs. Never keeping her eyes away from her new friend. 

Irayo sits beside ronal, “I have a gift for you~” she teases. 

“I wonder what it could be” 

Already knowing what it is. 

As predicted, irayo brought out 4 bracelets, “new BFF’s bands!” irayo says happily. 

Carefully tying it around ronal’s wrist, doing the same for herself, tsireya and her baby. “We shall commemorate this day as our first mother’s day!” she goes on. 

Ronal looks at her curiously. 

“Mother’s day? What is that?” 

“Mother’s day is a human tradition. Once a year on a special day, we celebrate our mothers. Giving them gifts, a day to relax, and appreciating them overall. So, this is my gift to you and to myself. It is not often celebrated here with my co-workers but at least I can celebrate it with you!” irayo happily answers. 

Looking down at her new bracelet, tracing over the beads and sea glass, she likes it. 

“Gifts huh…well then, I have a gift for you as well” ronal says. 

This makes irayo get closer, already excited. 

“What is it?” irayo answers. Ronal answers deadpanned. 

“I am pregnant” 

NGL I got carried away but I like it! So, until next time! See ya!