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MY MIGHT WARRIOR. [discontinued]

pairings. neteyam x metkayina fem

summary. when the sully's seek refuge on the island of awa'atlu, they're gladly accepted. of course along the way, neteyam can't help himself but be caught up in your presence on the first day he set foot on the metkayinan sand, a kind and gentle metkayina na'vi you are. in saying so, ao'nung, your best friend, doesn't mind tearing you away when he thinks you both get too close for his liking.

warnings. death, blood, violence, swearing. if uncomfortable, please click off this story.

Part 1

Part 2

My Might Warrior [1]

avatar masterlist | series masterlist

pairing: neteyam x reader

summary: when the sully's find their way on the island of awa'atlu, they find themselves begging for refuge. your curiosity levels are filled to the brim when you find out that new na'vi were going to be staying in the same place as you. while doing so, ao'nung, your best friend, can't help but tear you away from the newcomers as he observes the way a foreigner's stare on you is a bit too long for his liking.

warnings: a bit of swearing, nothing else :).

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a long horn sound rang throughout the village, causing you to look up from the watery surface you were previously engulfed in. you watched as two or three flying banshees landed on the ground of your sandy village. observing how darker-skinned na'vi were surrounded by your people, making you quickly swim over to the growing crowd.

finally reaching your destination, you saw a tall, dark blue skinned na'vi, only to be slightly pushed back. once again, your curious figure ran behind someone else, trying to make yourself see better with the use of standing on your tippy toes. being shoved forcefully to the side again by a villager. "hey!" you whisper-shouted.

groaning silently, you stood there for a few seconds, waiting for at least some metkayinan na'vi to move. you eavesdropped on the ongoing conversation, only understanding that they needed refuge.

"these children... are not even true na'vi!" you heard your tsahik shout. the familiar voice made your ears perk up, her words causing you to finally squeeze through the crowd, stopping in front of an unfamiliar figure in front of you.

he had beaded braids that stopped past his shoulders. lighter striped patterns running down his back and arms. his body was toned well, he definitely works out, you thought.

to you, he had a pretty side profile with a cute smile. only being able to see him smile when he looked over at tsireya's way - your closest friend - was a few inches beside you. also, who didn't notice you beside her.

"my children! ao'nung and tsireya will show you around, as well as teach your own kids our metkayina way." you heard your olo'eyktan announce.

"what? but-" watching ao'nung - a skxawng of a friend you frequently hung out with - as he was about to reject his father's idea.

"it is decided." tonowari declared, ao'nung's pleas were found useless, so you couldn't help but giggle. unbeknownst to the dark blue skinned na'vi who looked your way, finding your little laugh the sweetest thing. his stare on you was a little bit too long, well that was what ao'nung thought when he looked his way. scoffing, he walked over to you, grabbing by your arm, walking away after placing an arm around your shoulder. making sure the one foreigner that he titled as freak was able to see him do so.

neteyam sully. that was his name. you learnt it from tsireya, who was beside you as she weaved her little gift basket. "they are all nice, but i do not think their mother is very fond of us. i tried my best to get along with her. she nearly hissed at me." tsireya pouted.

"well," you tried your best understanding from the grown woman's point of view, placing a comforting hand on your best friend's shoulder, "i too, wouldn't like it if i were to move away from our village. our home. it will take her time, tsireya." you smiled cheerfully at her. her smiling the same way.

"it seems i have already left myself with a bad impression with neytiri sully, she may like you." she opinionated.

"if you think you have, tsireya, then try again by talking to her. again, it will take her some time-" your voiced thought was rudely interrupted by another one of your close friends, who made their way into your marui pod.

"no point of trying again with those freaks. they have already taken space in our village, that should be enough." ao'nung spoke with venom in his tone.

"nung, do not be like that, please. understand from their side, it's already hard on them that they have left their home." you explained slowly.

with a sigh leaving ao'nung's mouth, "i am just saying, they are freaks. if they do not love the idea of living here, they can leave for all i care."

your pod was finally silent, and you smiled softly at ao'nung. moving from your previous spot, sitting next to him, placing your fingers into his and intertwining them. "you may learn to love them. who knows?" you joked with a soft voice. your sanguine attitude always left ao'nung slightly less angered, his demeanour changing instantly. whatever magic you had on tsireya's brother, she wished you were around all the time when ao'nung had his bitchy moments.

tsireya side eyed ao'nung when he turned his head. a darker shade, completely taking over his face. this made his sister silently giggle.

"yeah," he said with a cough, "maybe."

you were a quiet metkayina girl. not the shy type of quiet, more of the reserved and quiet type. you were only louder barely around your three close friends: tsireya, ao'nung, and rotxo. you still kept your soft voice when you were around them. you were understanding, patient, calm, and collected. kind and gentle at heart. a skilled healer as well. but when it came to hunting. eywa, how your duality switched. you were fast-paced when killing, observant on your prey, hunger was all the other hunters saw in your eyes. after all the gorey kills you collect, a blush always made a way on your face when you were praised for your efforts. to ao'nung, you were confusing. but a good type of confusing, in a way? even after being childhood friends, he always yearned to learn more about you.

"just promise that you will be nice to them, please? for me and tsireya, at least." begging, your hand leaving his as you put your hands together.

ao'nung was close to declining your promise until the last part. not so much on the 'tsireya part', more on you. if his sister asked him to stop bothering the sully kids, he would've gone to do the opposite just to piss her off even more. but coming from you, he'd dropped everything and obeyed your every word.

"okay, fine." he rolled his eyes. you smiled at him, pulling him in by his necklace. you engulfed him into a bone-crushing hug. ao'nung couldn't care if you were able to break his whole body, as long as you were the cause.

My Mighty Warrior [2]

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pairing: neteyam x reader

summary: you're left in solitude because your main friendship group of three are busy training the sully's about the metkayinan way. finding your time alone rather sad, you made your own way to see at least one of your friends, that being your best friend. being able to ease your tensed up friend, his anger soon returns when a 'freak' interrupts the both of you.

warnings: contains swearing and a meanie ao'nung.

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it had been a few days since the sully family had arrived on the island of awa'atlu. during those days, you and your three close friends hadn't hung out together as they were busy training the newcomers on the metkayina way. beneficially, it did give you time to yourself because of how used you were to ao'nung barging in your marui just to lay with you. or tsireya running into your pod squealing at yet another boy who had asked if they can court her. or how rotxo would randomly come in while his mouth is stuffed with food, asking the most stupid questions you have ever heard like,

"hey, you reckon fish can drown?"

"if you get your leg cut off, where are you gonna feel the pain?"

"technically - hear me out - if i kissed ao'nung, it wouldn't be me being gay. it would be me just showing my love. like how i kiss my grandmother on the cheek, right?"

yes, rotxo was one of those friends. every day, you either had one of them in your marui or all three of them at once. but apart from that, despite the peace and quiet that you longed for, you realised that you hated it. you missed your best friends. so you made it a plan to go see them yourself. and that's exactly what you did.

before making your way out, you left out your long, curly hair that touched the back of your knees. the hair most metkayinan girls in your village had, yet yours was longer and bounced gracefully with every step you took. it was a painful experience when it came to brushing it, but your childhood years helped when you were sat down by your mother, who nearly ripped off your damn head when brushing through the thick curls you owned. you put half of your hair up in a ponytail with a vine stitched with pearls ao'nung had made for you. leaving half of your hair down, resting on your shoulders. spraying a mist of sweetly crushed herbs tsireya had mixed for your birthday, a few eclipses ago. with a few final touches, you slid on the armcuff rotxo crafted. you appreciated everything your friends made you, making sure to wear them anywhere you went. even if you were just going out to get some fresh air. everything they gave to you meant the whole world.

with a bright smile decorating your face, you made your way to the familiar figure you missed. making your way behind ao'nung, wrapping your arms around his waist. the tight hold you had on him made him gasp. you felt him tense up while a small laugh left your mouth. recognising your voice, you felt him relax into your soothing touch. hearing him chuckle deeply, turning around to meet your shorter body. intertwining his fingers with yours, holding them up as he kissed your knuckles, causing you to silently laugh at the ticklish feeling.

physical touch between you and ao'nung was nothing new. you did start to notice as you were slowly maturing, that hugs between you two were becoming longer. sitting on his lap while he had his arms around your waist. all the nicknames he gave you, always starting with the word 'my'. cuddling up when it got too cold, as if the hundreds of folded blankets in the corner of his marui were non-existent. times spent in each other's maruis also started to become sleepovers, even without tsireya and rotxo there. just you two. but you personally saw nothing wrong with it. he was your best friend. that's what best friends do, right?

slyly pulling away, he cupped your face with his much larger hands. "and what brings you here, my flower? you're wearing the vine i made you as well. eywa, you smell beautiful." humming in satisfaction while his heartbeat increased. it was such a stressful day for him being around na'vi he couldn't stand, especially teaching grade one basics to na'vi that were his age. him not being a patient person also meant he was absolutely not cut out to be teaching the sully's. all this stress filling his thick head but having his favourite girl standing in front of him, her wearing the very gift he made for her. oh, how you made him crazy without even knowing it.

"i miss you," engulfing him on another hug, this one being more gentle, "but you were too busy. i did not want to interrupt you." you spoke with such a gentle voice, ao'nung felt himself calming down with every word that slipped out of your mouth.

your words sinking in, he pulled away. placing your face in between his palms. "you? oh, you, my flower, are anything but an interruption." he smiled reassuringly, pecking your forehead while doing so. letting out a small laugh, "well earlier, i made some-"

"hey, ao'nung!" a deeper voice called out. assuming it was rotxo, you turned around to face the figure. your wide smile faltered slightly when faced with one of the darker blue na'vi's. a sully boy. "oh.. am i interrupting something? i'm sorry." the boy bowed slightly. a small smile painted your face at his sweet gesture.

"you were, actually. what have i told you about-" ao'nung scoffed between words.

"it is okay, ao'nung. i'm sure he didn't mean it," you gesture to him with a hand on his chest, before turning back around to meet with the latter. "it is okay." smiling warmly at the boy in front of you.

you watched as he stood tall, clearly the same height as ao'nung. "i hope it is," returning the smile. you couldn't help but feel warm at his gentle smile. "oh- uh, my name is-"

"neteyam. first born son. your parents are jake and neytiri sully. your father the great toruk makto, as well as your mother, palulukan makto, am i correct?" you say with a giggle, "nice to meet you. i am y/n." introducing yourself with a greeting demeanour.

"how is it that you know me well, but i know nothing about you?" he questioned, his face turning into a darker shade. "i may have heard a thing or two about the oldest sully," you replied, "i hear he is also a mighty warrior."

a deep blush painting neteyam's cheeks as he stares at you, who holds a sly smile. all the while this was happening, no one of you noticed the raging metkayinan boy behind you.

"whatever it was that you needed, you can tell me later. we are busy," ao'nung interrupted, gripping your wrist tightly before dragging you along with him, just like he did on the sully family's arrival. purposely bumping shoulders with neteyam.

"what was that for, nung?" you raised your voice, very slightly.

it had been an hour since your interaction with neteyam. an hour of you trying to conversate with your best friend, who had been ignoring you the whole time. you watched his back grow tense with every breath he took. the sound of the two metals he held colliding with each other made you cringe internally. his already-sharpened blade being his rebound of focus, trying to ignore your interrogation. your standing form went on your knees, placed behind him.

feeling your breath against his back made him ease a bit, but the ongoing jealousy within him kept strong. "what is in that mind of yours, ao'nung?" you question.

sliding your arms around his waist while your chin made its way comfortably on his shoulder. your hand sneakily, moving up to the side of his face, turning his head to face you.

"i do not see you for a few days, and all your attention is him. a freak who can not hold his breath for a minute underwater, nor throw a damn spear, neither is he metkayina. who is not one of us, and will never be one of us." stating, his blade still in contact with other he held. sighing, rolling your eyes while doing so.

"please refrain from calling the sully's by that, 'nung. where has all this hatred come from, hm?" asking with such a soft voice, it could make him melt instantly. making your way to sit in front of him. sitting on his lap, as he gladly wrapped his arms around your waist. drawing you closer into his touch. it hurt you emotionally to see your best friend talk so low of someone he rarely knew about. you wondered how he talked about you to his other friends who had such a shit influence on him.

"think about it. if we were to move to the forest, it would be hard for us to adapt like they are here, in our home." trying your best to reason with your best friend. you watched as his hardened gaze fell, replaced with a sympathetic look. sighing in acceptance, your words finally not going through one ear and out the other.

oh, how wrong you were. for once, you thought ao'nung was going to listen to you, how he normally would. you thought he would at least try and get along with them after you talked. until he carefully lifted you off his lap to stand up, making his way out of your tent. the only words leaving his mouth, "i don't want to see you around any of those 'war-bringing' freaks. okay?" without leaving you any time to answer, doing so purposely, he left your marui.

WICKED GAME

pairing. neteyam x fem!reader

summary. the battle between the sky people and na'vi had finally ended. you stay seated in your disassociating state, while your lover, neteyam, stays by your side.

warnings. mentions of killings/death, violence, blood.

"the world was on fire, no one could save me, but you."

that being the only thing you were able to mutter under your breath, after who knows how silent you were before. you were sat on beneath a palm tree, your head resting on the base of the big plant. beside you, there sat a dark blue na'vi. a na'vi that felt tired and exhausted, just as you were.

it had been hours since the war with the sky people had happened, but there, you two sat slouched. it may have been victorious to some people, to others, it didn't.

"we have to go, yawne [beloved]. they may be looking for us." neteyam whispered to you.

giving him no attention, you kept looking forward at the sight in front of you. ignoring the continuous bleeding on your arm, but giving attention to the darkness that was beginning to surround the fire blazing ship that sunk slowly. parts of your island had small flames slowly dying while the sea killed it off. your busted lip arose, a small side smile painting your face. unconsciously smirking, neteyam looked at you confused.

images from before flood your mind. all the warriors who had come together to fight against the sky people. you being one of them. you remember exactly how you were able to save one of your siblings from a gunshot that was blown behind them. you remembered how you forcefully dragged one of your friend's unconscious body, taking them to where a spot where all the healers in the village hid. you remembered everything. especially the death of your father.

if only neteyam was able to do something and heal the broken heart you had. the scream of pure pain and agony you let out, while squeezing the head of your father between your chest and arms. you yelped in pain, nowhere near phased with the blood that didn't belong to you staining your stomach and legs.

the spear you previously had beside you when you grieved your father's death was soon found connecting an avatar's forehead with the walls of the ship. any avatar that came your way, well attempted, was instantly killed. the pain you felt was turned into rage. that rage now turned to numbness. overstimulation. emptiness.

all the while when you felt the world around you was unfair. when fire surrounded you, trying to burn you inside out. neteyam was there for you. the first to run to you when you grieved. the backup you never knew you needed, when an avatar tried shooting you from the back while you were too busy fighting off one in front you, neteyam was there for your back, literally.

your mind was blank. where had all this come from? out of your whole 16 years of life, your simple metkayina life was full of love and kindness. but when the sully's had seeked refuge and brought their war along with them, you started going through it all. going through emotions you never knew existed. never once in your simple life had you thought you were able to mercilessly take one's life with no hesitation. never once in your simple life you had thought you were going to find love. never once in your simple life you had thought you were going to be the one carrying your dead father's body back to land.

neteyam. although still young, you both knew you were destined for each other. despite your deep love for him, a small part of you in the back of your mind had anger about him and his family. how they had unintentionally brought their war along with them, killing your father. but you also knew they never meant to. they were a family who was trying to escape. and in that family, you met their mighty warrior. he saw you in many ways others couldn't. he saw the way your eyes shine when coming across an aquatic, small creature. he saw the way your lips turned into a soft smile when playing with tuk. you loved him with your whole being.

but you also loved your father. you could never love another, the way you loved your father. but you learnt that the sea gives and the sea takes.

coming to your senses, you turned to face the dark blue na'vi. leaning your head against his shoulder. even after all that happened right in front of your very own eyes, you found your peace with neteyam, him finding the same. you two sat in silence, watching the dark scenery in front of you.

sliding your fingers together with your mate's fingers, you let out a sigh of relief. a sigh of peace, more likely. you turned your head to the boy you relaxed on, observing how neteyam's cheeks darkened. your gaze was deep, full of admiration. to you, neteyam's beauty was shining brighter. to you, he was perfect. so perfect, you couldn't give him anything but love. and you showed that exactly.

pulling away from his shoulder, both of your palms were on both sides of your mate's face. swiftly, connecting his lips with your own. perfectly moulded together, with no sign of disconnecting. once you both pulled away, neteyam smiled down at your face. your drunk-in-love gaze falling on him, and him only.

"i see you, ma y/n." he muttered under his breath, his eyes trail every feature painted on your teal toned face.

bringing him down to your level by pulling him by the back of his neck, you pecked his lips once more.

"i see you, ma neteyam."

THE BOY'S A LIAR — [16+ content]

pairing. ao'nung x reader

summary. "we're never doing this again." you knew your boy well. he in fact, will be doing it again. he just needed a little push.

warnings — slight smut, swearing, implied smut at the end.

masterlist.

pulling away from your tight grasp, ao'nung felt his body relax as his previous overstimulated member pulled out of your slick. his cock still hardened at the sight of your juices glistening on his bone. a whimper leaving his mouth, a small whisper leaving as well. shit.

"never... again." a huff coming from ao'nung's mouth as he got up. adjusting his loincloth back on, tying the two strings together to stay latched on his small waist. his once hard bone grew soft as he stood still for a few seconds. sweat ran down your forehead as you got up as well, tying your loincloth to your much small waist as well as placing on your beaded bra.

"that is what you said yesterday, ao'nung." you smirked, walking closer to the taller figure. a finger playfully making its way on his broad shoulder. gripping your wrist tightly as he pulled you closer, placing his palms on your waist.

"i know, but that top you wore today was distracting. but i mean it this time. no more of this. tsireya wouldn't love this at all, you know this." ao'nung stated, before slapping the flesh of your ass. you let out a yelp as he smiled downward to your state.

the mention of your best friend was a way to pick at your heart strings, ao'nung knew that. fucking your best friend's older brother was something you never expected, but here you two were.

roughly, your hand quickly reached the back of his head, pulling by his hair rather harshly. you watched as his head went backward slowly, a low moan leaving his mouth. you were beyond annoyed at the boy that stood before you.

"do not speak to me with such tone as if you are not the one who's underneath me, whimpering for a single release just with the touch of my fingers. you can deny it all you like. we both know who will come crawling back all hard and in heat." each sentence was a harder tug at his hair.

disobedient was a word to call ao'nung. everything about him was disobedient. you hated his shit attitude. he spoke to you as if he isn't the one begging to release. as if he wasn't the one who quite literally begged you to be his first ever person to fuck with. you hated how he spoke to you with such a disrespectful tone in his voice. but either way, you were always to put him in his place, especially when he came back to you. yearning for your touch. yearning for you to make him feel good. you loved him when he was a mess. but the little act of him being 'tough' was something you hated. however, you were always able to tame the little bitch of yours. always.

slowly releasing him from your grip, you pushed him out of your tent. "i'll see you here again, maybe, tomorrow? or at eclipse?" you asked with a smug painting your face.

with a scoff, ao'nung already made his way off. "i'll see you never, i promise you that."

rolling your eyes at the figure, you made your way into your marui. your boy always said that, but his actions never collided well with his speech.

you had a conversation - more like eavesdropped - with some of the people in the village. overhearing the story of how the olo'eyktan's daughter, who was your best friend, who also held great responsibility, letting an outsider bond with another outsider. lo'ak and the infamous payakan.

so it was no doubt that if lo'ak was involved, then so was tsireya. additionally, if tsireya was in it, then so was your little fuck buddy; so you made the effort to dress all pretty and accidentally walk pass the olo'eyktan's hut.

as you made your way around the enormous hut, you saw the back of ao'nung's head. your eyes fell on his stripey back, his muscles slightly tense. with a simple flick of your hair, you made your way past the olo'eyktan's tent.

as you walked by, you felt the eyes of ao'nung. you felt his intense gaze, yet you chose to walk rather slowly, letting your hips move along with every step you made. paying no mind to the boy, his nose twitching at the scent you held. you rubbed the very same herbs tsireya gifted you on your neck. the very one you knew that made ao'nung go crazy while he fucked himself into you senseless. the very scent he loved to smell on your neck while you ride him, with your arms around his neck while he planted his arms around your small waist.

by the time you already made your way back to your hut, leaving his, you heard the very footsteps of ao'nung behind you. surprise, surprise.

"what the fuck was that?" you heard his voice growl as he forcefully turned you around. smirking back at his angered facials, "what was what?" you asked innocently.

"you know exactly what i am talking about." ao'nung says.

"well then, if you're so worked up about it. come and fix it in my hut, yeah?"

that being the last thing you muttered before, you both ended up in your marui pod, doing what only Eywa wished she could unsee.

sticky rice. [18+]

pairings. neteyam!twins x fem!reader

warnings. swearing, smut, use of the word slut, degradation, slapping, smutty smut.

a/n. based on these pictures because OH MY LAWDDD.

- @cinetrix

- @cinetrix

- "she said she wish there was two of me."

"Fuck, brother. If I knew she was this loud, I would've stuffed my loincloth in her fucking mouth." A voice grunted, large hands planted on your waist.

As the figure bent you over with one hand at the back of your neck, your cheek mushed onto the mossy ground. With a harsh thrust, they chuckled teasingly as you whimpered quietly.

A deep chuckle erupts from above you, a soft hand placed on your cheek, soon tangled in your hair pulling your head to meet his gaze.

"I'm sure Mother has told you how to treat a woman properly, hasn't she, To'owan?" Neteyam says to his brother, To'owan. Neteyam smirks at your submissive figure, teary eyes and puffed-up cheeks. He gets on his knees to face you properly, while To'owan grabs the back of your hair, pulling harshly for your back to meet his chest.

Your drunken lustful eyes gazed strongly at the figure who kneeled before you.

"Too much of a slut that you need me here to watch you get fucked, baby?" Neteyam smirked, his hand trailing up your waist to lightly slap your face. He chuckles when he hears you whimper.

To'owan groans when he feels you clench around his member. One hand is wrapped around your stomach and the other stays wrapped in your hair. You moan slightly when his lips leave soft and delicate kisses along your decorated neck.

"Move along, Wan. You've had your fun," To'owan glares at his brother when he was enjoying his sweet time with you.

To'owan rolls his eyes before tapping your thigh to lean forward. Doing so, he teasingly pulls out of your nectar, watching you squirm at the feeling. Slapping your ass harshly while he chuckles.

"Come here," Neteyam nods his head, his thick member poking through his awfully tight loincloth. With weak legs, you slowly crawl over to Neteyam's kneeled figure. To'owan's eyes trailed up your thighs and to your cum filled pussy, his white residue running down your thigh, causing him to chuckle at your weak attempt at crawling.

You lean your cheek on Neteyam's thigh, whining at him to take his cloth off. He sits you comfortably on his lap, each hand wrapping around your waist. "How bad do you need it, Sevin? [pretty]"

"So bad," you whine, rolling your bareness on his covered member.

Neteyam leans back a little, with enough space for your hands to touch the straps of his loincloth. Letting you, his sweet, pretty girl, take the lead. Knowing you were sore from the previous rounds. Knowing how rough you liked it when his brother was on you, mercilessly on your pretty behind. He loved it when you fucked yourself on his dick.

"Then go on, baby, that dick is all yours."

MODERN AO'NUNG HCS.

pairing. human!aonung x human!fem reader

summary. modern au, ao'nung in highschool + boyfriend headcanons

notes. boyfriend ao'nung headcanons, human & in high school. ao'nung & reader are both 18.

warnings — swearing, mentions of blood! making out, implied smut but nothing too far

masterlist. pt. 2 pt. 3

A lot of his peers from school assume he's just some muscular, hot headed guy with an ego so big, when in actuality he's not.

He was, until he met you.

People change, people don't change. He was the first factor.

People naturally assume Ao'nung is the type to just buy you expensive shit that have no meaning, but he really puts thought into every little thing he buys or crafts himself.

Also assuming that your relationship with Ao'nung was going to end after one month.

How could that possibly happen if he is head over heels for you?

Mans is caught off guard by the thought of you, even when you're not there with him physically

Brags about you, his kind and sweet girlfriend 25/8 just because.

"Bro my girl is so fucking cute, she met my mum yesterday and brought her flowers. like??? if you want me to get on my knees, just say so babe. My dad and Tsireya love her already... AND OH MY GOSH, my baby sister, Luna, Y/N held her for five seconds and Luna was already so smiley and giggling. Like yeah Luna, I get the same feeling,"

"We've heard this shit for the last 10 minutes" his friend rolls his eyes playfully.

When he's playing basketball with his friends, he's the type to shout "Oi, this is for my missus" before shooting the ball, and making it in.

Laughs at Lo'ak when he attempts to shoot for Tsireya but misses the hoop completely 😹

"Mean ass airball" is all Ao'nung says while chuckling

Bites back to the mfs who want him, even when they know damn well he's got a girlfriend

He posts about you every hour of the day, how could anyone not know ☠️

rayraybae has sent you a message!

rayraybae: hey you got some fine ass back muscles

m.nung: i will literally make a film of my girlfriend leaving scratch marks all over my back, back the fuck up.

Ao'nung says before blocking the user that texted. Rolling his eyes, he places his phone on the night table of yours. Sitting up from his position, his arms wrap around your waist as you sat on the edge of your bed. He lifts you easily on his lap as you let out a soft squeal. "Ao'nung!" you softly say, blushing intensely.

"Let me hold you, baby," he says smirking into your neck, pecking along your shoulder trailing up. Whispering into your ear, "I want us to try something."

Grabbing your phone and press onto the camera icon before hitting record. Placing your phone on the side table while his phone lit up with notifications. Getting the perfect landscape angle of the both of you, as he lays on top of giving your neck slow and sensual kisses. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of his phone repeatedly turning on and off, yet he ignored it as he was too busy with the lovemaking you were about to do.

That little thing he said before was half true and half untrue.

Truthful to making you scream his name while scratching his back, recording it all

The untrue factor was sending it.

He respects you and knows your boundaries (every relationship has boundaries ofc) he only really said it to her because bro just loves to argue and brag about his girlfriend

Every recording you make, whether on his or your phone stayed between you two.

Posts a lot about you. His insta story, his tiktoks, twitter acc = all about you. Lets you make tiktoks on his account to show you off

But sets his comments only for his mutuals, he doesn't fuck with the comments that talk about you as if you aren't his.

Hell, his bio on everything is "@y/nnnnn 💓" or "i love my girlfriend."

Trusts you 100%, doesn't force you to give him your passwords to anything nor asks to check your phone

Spams your camera roll so much, like a lot.

Once he sees your phone without you around, he's already on your camera roll

"Mama. Mama, come. I got y/n's phone, she's in the bathroom. Pose with Luna. Smile Mum." he says with a hushed tone, smiling with his arm around his mother's shoulder. Ronal chuckles at her son's actions, the newborn baby in her arms, she lays her head on his shoulder as she sees in the camera her newborn baby lying against her chest.

"Hey! Let me be in it!" Tsireya quietly whispers before making her way beside Ronal, kissing her cheek as Ao'nung presses the shutter button.

That happened last week because now Ao'nung was smothering kisses all over your face while you giggled after he saw your new lock screen.

He loves to send paragraphs

Loves typing (even writing letters) paragraphs all about you. From the way your laughter sounds like a melody from Eywa, how your smile along with your pearly white teeth make him also smile, how your soul ties him in.

He loves pda, but not the type where you both makeout with each other's tongue down your throat

(i have a couple from my school who does this & it makes me wanna cry cos literally stop & go to class pls.)

Holding hands, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, hugging, kissing your knuckles (uses you as an armrest to tease you but stops when you elbow his side.)

Forehead kisses, kisses on the cheek & pecks, that's how far he'll go in public.

in private, BROS GOING HAM DURING MOUTH TO MOUTH SESH.

"Nung," you let out a breathy laugh as you feel your boyfriend trail kisses from the side of your mouth down to your neck.

"Hm?" he mumbles, lightly sucking and licking the sweet spot of your neck. You moan lightly, too immersed in the pleasure. "O-oh!" you gasp slightly, your hands now on the back of his head, bringing him closer.

"Nevermind, keep going," you say as you feel Ao'nung smirk into your neck.

Loves to spoil you.

Whether it be with clothes, makeup, shoes, stuffed bears. Anything.

But his most favourite are handmade gifts

He loves it when you shyly hide your squeal of excitement to everything, but when he pulls out an origami rose that he sprayed with your favourite perfume rather than an expensive stuffed bear, he loves seeing the glimmer in your eyes

Since you're his baby, he's already got both the handmade and the expensive shit hiding in his bag.

As he pulls out the bouquet of paper-coloured flowers from behind his back, he watches as you hide your squeal with your small hand, a bright blush appears on your face as you bring him into a tight hug, your head on his chest. You pull away before rocking from side to side shyly as you look to the ground, hiding back a smile as you hold onto the bouquet softly.

"Thank you, Nung, they are absolutely cute. I love them," you say politely, your nose slightly red. You stand on your tippy toes as you kiss his cheek. He smiles gently at you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, walking with you. "Well, I love you."

He will fight for you, doesn't care if the person is taller or more muscular (as if he's not already the tallest mf in school 🧍‍♀️)

Will never, ever bring up the fact that he got his ass beat by Lo'ak when he was 15

If Lo'ak were the one to bring it up to you, he'd definitely tell Tsireya about all the stank ass piss stains he used to leave on his bed when he was sixteen.

Neteyam told Ao'nung this because he just felt like it. Or maybe Lo'ak just pissed him off that day, who knows.

Safe to say that if they sparred now, Lo'ak's ass is 6 feet underground.

But they're best friends now, won't ever happen.

"He what? Where the fuck is he?" He angrily says, throwing his bag off his back harshly. You look around frantically, "Nung, really. It's okay," you calmly say as you grab his bag before following behind him, trying to grab one of his arms.

"No, no, no, he touched your thigh when you told him to stop."

He walks around the halls and finally spots the guy he was searching for. Rushing up to him as you call out his name from behind, stopping as you figured it was no use. Grabbing him by his collar, he harshly throws the guy up against a wall. As people surround the two, you can only watch as his friends try and pry him away from the poor, shaken up boy. Lo'ak who made his way beside you, grinning at the sight.

"I would've gotten my ass beat if I tried to intervene," Lo'ak snickers. You roll your eyes before push his shoulder roughly as a joke.

Both your faces cringed and heard the crowd grow loud as you heard something from the crowd crack. A few seconds later, you see Ao'nung being pulled away from the crowd as the guy on the ground holds his nose, blood staining his hands.

You look over to your boyfriend who had an angered expression on his face, his shirt being pulled at as four of his friends pushed him back. His shirt slightly riling up, revealing his define V line and toned abs. "Touch my missus again, I'll fucking knock you out." You hear him yell out.

"He deserves some good head," you blurt out. Lo'ak side eyes you so fucking hard.

He walks you to class <333

If you have a class together, best believe mans is seated next to you

But if he knows one of your best friend's in the same class, he rather you sit with them

He feels like you spend a lot of time with him & rarely with your friend group, so he feels slightly guilty

Although you feel the opposite as you've sorted a way to spend time equally with both him & your friends, you give him a soft peck on the lips for the lovely thought

If you do sit together though, it doesn't necessarily mean he'll be distracting you with kisses and secret whispers of affection

He knows education means a lot to you and knows when and when not to be affectionate

You do still hold hands under the table often, or link arms.

You both take notes, help each other out, ask each other on what you've misheard from the teacher

He does give your thigh or hand a comforting squeeze when he notices your brows furrow or a slight pout on your lips form, an overwhelming feeling taking over your body as you look stumped on a certain task

You both are mature people and can communicate, so he lets you speak your thoughts rather than going ahead and helping you immediately, if that makes sense

Only when you really feel like something is too much and you can't talk or communicate properly like you both usually can, that's when he drops his shit and soothes you.

"Would you like some help, baby?" he whispered soothingly, his hand comfortingly caressing your thigh, as he notices your confused expression. The rest of the class was too focused on their sheets of paper. You were too caught up in your thoughts that you let your hands massage the temple of your head. You shake your head, signalling no.

"It's okay if you don't know the answer immediately, sweets. You don't need to rush," His hand now on your back, sliding up and down slowly.

For a few seconds, he lets you take a breather, and you finally answer with a broken voice and a small whisper. "Can you help me please?"

"Of course, lovely," an arm around your shoulder and he kisses your temple. "Which part are you stuck on? We can break it down and solve it."

Doesn't give any care about who you're friends with, even if they're a guy. Will warn you or hint if he knows something is up with certain people.

Is protective, will always be there behind your back to defend you.

He has friends that are girls, but aren't close with them either. Even if he is close with another girl, bro never touches her. Just a simple dap is good enough to him.

As soon as he gets the "I got something to tell you." text from a girl.

Blocked. Sorry, but he literally blocks them.

He knows exactly what that six worded sentence means because those were the exact words he said to you before confessing.

He has a girlfriend and only has eyes for you, they should know better than to pull shit like that 🤷‍♀️.

my fingers hurt... from typing of course 🧍‍♀️ ANYWAY thats all i got, im tired LOLOL <333

i deadass hope the atwow fandom isnt dying,, PLS POOKIE BEARS COME TF BACK

MODERN TSIREYA HCS.

pairing. tsireya x fem!reader

summary. short lil hcs about tsireya as your girlfriend in hs <3

warnings. bits of profanity

kisses. kisses. kisses.

thing she does when she sees you is cupping your cheeks & kiss your whole face

kisses before hugs type of gal

but her hugs are better than her kisses

best hugs

despite having a shorter form, it feels like you're the one in a bear huh 😿

"babyyyyy!" you hear the sweet voice of your girlfriend calling from behind, turning around with a warm smile.

With her dimples and pearly white teeth on display, she immediately holds your face gently with her soft hands, soft and moist lips placed all over your face. She giggles lightly before jumping slightly, your hands holding the back of her thighs, she engulfs you into her arms, her face in the crook of your neck.

"I missed you," she says in her calm voice.

gets shy when you poke her dimples

always smiling when you're around

like every second of being in your presence, all you see is ^-^

real cutie

your family LOVE her.

till the point where some cousins try & rizz her up 😬

it's so cute when she tries so hard not to be mean to people that give her attention, especially when it isn't from you

all you can hear is a little "ew" or a very judging "oh 😬" when someone tries to hit on her

"y/n, who's this again? i remember meeting her last week but i forgot her name," holding up her phone to your face, a familiar username. her bright screen displaying the latter's instagram profile, the infamous follow button on 'follow back'. her bio as single.

she was one of your cousins, but not the kind where you'd immediately click with at a family gathering. The cousin you most likely talked shit about in a different room with your favourite cousin. The cousin who your parents did not like at all, and it was the same for you. All you knew her for was to go after everyone, not caring if they were locked in or not she didn't stop at family either. clearly.

"Oh yeah, Maria, my cousin who tried hugging you the first time she saw you," you rolled your eyes, your hands still on Tsireya's waist, slowly trailing down to her hips. You sat with your legs open on the edge of her bed, she stood with one hand tangled in your hair, the other focused on her little bright screen.

You watched as her cute face turned into a slight grimace, and her nose turned into an adorable scrunch. "Ew," was all you heard from her cute voice. You laughed at your girlfriend's action, lying down bringing her down with you. She squeals as she wraps her arms around your neck. "You're so cute," all you hear is silence, knowing your girlfriend's face was growing hot and flustered, only trying to hide her expression in your neck.

People in school thought you were just close best friends

I mean, realistically, a lot of friends hold hands and kiss each other on the cheek

But imagine the reaction of people when you walked into class late with a dark, purple hickey on your neck

You were both late to class, both of you woke up late after cuddling up while watching a movie together.

The movie was good, the kissing along your neck she started was great.

"Baby, the movie," you groaned deeply, feeling her plump lips sucking on the sweet spot along your neck. She straddled your lap as you both laid down comfortably on the soft, purple bed of hers."One moreee," you hear her whine.

thats all i got, sorry dawgs 🫡

i resorted to writing part three on my old ass neteyam x reader series, i miss my avatar phase so much LMAO THAT PART IS NEVER COMING OUT IDEK WHY I TRIED TO SALVAGE IT

I kinda wanna start writing fanfic but idk, send me an ask? Strictly no smut please 🙏

Im actually kinda bummed that i didn't get any asks, but i posted a daryl fic, maybe it will encourage people to ask. Dont be shy i think im nice???

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-Harry Potter

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Title: Waves of Destiny

(Tsireya x sully!reader)

(Reader is adopted)

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The lush bioluminescent foliage of Pandora’s coastline seemed to breathe with the ocean, each pulse of light in harmony with the rolling waves. The coastal Metkayina village, Awa'atlu, bustled with activity as preparations were underway for the nightly celebration of Eywa. It was a time for the clan to come together, a time for stories, music, and the bond that held their community close.

Among the Metkayina, a young Na'vi woman with strikingly unique features stood out. Her skin was a rich turquoise, a blend of her father’s deep blue Omaticaya hue and her mother’s softer cyan, adorned with bioluminescent freckles that glittered like stars. Her name was Y/N, the eldest daughter of Jake Sully and Neytiri, a bridge between two clans and two worlds.

Y/N stood by the water's edge, her toes curling into the cool, damp sand as she gazed out at the horizon. Her heart was conflicted, torn between the land of her birth and the sea of her upbringing. She was both Omaticaya and Metkayina, yet sometimes she felt like she belonged to neither. It was at these moments that she sought solace in the waves, finding comfort in their eternal rhythm.

“Y/N!” A familiar voice called out, pulling her from her thoughts. Turning, she saw Tsireya, her closest friend, approaching with a warm smile that could light up the darkest night. Tsireya’s grace and kindness had been a beacon for Y/N since their families had united.

“Tsireya,” Y/N greeted her with a hug, their tails intertwining briefly in a gesture of affection. “I was just...thinking.”

“I could see that,” Tsireya replied, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. “About what?”

Y/N sighed, her gaze drifting back to the ocean. “I feel like I’m caught between two worlds. I don’t belong entirely to the forest or the sea. Sometimes it’s hard to find my place.”

Tsireya nodded, her expression thoughtful. “I understand. But remember, Y/N, you are a part of both. You bring the strength of the Omaticaya and the wisdom of the Metkayina. That makes you unique, and it’s something to be proud of.”

As the celebration began, the village gathered around a great fire, the flames dancing in sync with the rhythmic drumming and singing that filled the air. Y/N and Tsireya joined their families, the warmth of their community surrounding them.

Neteyam, Y/N’s older brother, caught her eye and gave her an encouraging nod. He understood her struggles better than most, having faced similar feelings of displacement when their family first arrived in Awa'atlu.

“Remember what Dad always says,” Neteyam whispered as he passed her. “Sullys stick together.”

Y/N smiled at her brother’s words, finding comfort in their familiar mantra. She turned her attention back to the celebration, her spirits lifted by the love and support of her family and friends.

As the night wore on, the celebration reached its peak with a dance that symbolized the unity between the Omaticaya and Metkayina clans. Tsireya took Y/N’s hand, pulling her into the circle of dancers. Their movements were fluid and harmonious, reflecting the bond they shared and the balance Y/N was seeking.

The dance was a powerful reminder that she was not alone in her journey. She was part of a greater whole, a living testament to the strength that came from diversity and unity.

After the dance, Tsireya led Y/N to the edge of the village where the ocean met the land. They sat in companionable silence, watching the moonlight play across the water.

“Y/N, have you ever considered that maybe your place isn’t one or the other, but both?” Tsireya asked softly. “You don’t have to choose between the forest and the sea. You can embrace both and create your own path.”

Y/N thought about Tsireya’s words, feeling a sense of clarity wash over her. “You’re right. I can be both. I can be the bridge that connects our worlds.”

Tsireya squeezed her hand, her smile bright and encouraging. “Exactly. And we’ll always be here to support you.”

In that moment, Y/N felt a sense of peace and acceptance. She was no longer caught between two worlds; she was the embodiment of both. With Tsireya by her side and her family’s love guiding her, she knew she could navigate any challenge that came her way.

As the waves whispered their ancient secrets to the shore, Y/N looked out at the vast ocean, her heart swelling with a newfound sense of belonging. She was Y/N Sully, daughter of the Omaticaya and Metkayina, and she was ready to embrace her destiny.

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Title: Echoes of the Heart

(Lo'ak x Reader)

The iridescent glow of Pandora’s bioluminescent flora bathed the night in a surreal luminescence, turning the dense jungle into a shimmering wonderland. As you moved silently through the underbrush, the sounds of nocturnal creatures created a symphony that was both mesmerizing and slightly unsettling. The air was thick with the scent of foliage and the occasional sweet hint of nectar from the nearby plants.

You were an Omatikaya warrior, tasked with scouting the perimeter of your clan’s territory alongside Lo'ak Sully, the second son of Jake Sully and Neytiri. Tonight, however, was different. Tensions with the RDA had escalated, and the patrols had become more frequent and more perilous.

Lo'ak, with his youthful exuberance and rebellious streak, often made these patrols feel less like a chore and more like an adventure. You glanced at him, his lithe form moving with a grace that spoke of his Na'vi heritage, yet his expressions and occasional awkwardness betrayed his human upbringing. His presence always managed to make your heart race, a feeling you couldn’t quite place but had grown to cherish.

“Y/N, you seem lost in thought,” Lo'ak’s voice broke through the ambient sounds, his tone laced with curiosity and a hint of amusement.

You smiled, shaking your head slightly. “Just thinking about the days when we didn’t have to worry about RDA patrols every night.”

Lo'ak's expression darkened slightly, a rare moment of seriousness clouding his usually bright eyes. “Yeah, things have changed. But we’ll protect our home, no matter what.”

As you continued your patrol, the conversation shifted to lighter topics. Lo'ak regaled you with stories of his childhood misadventures, often involving his siblings, Neteyam, Kiri, and Tuk. His tales were filled with laughter and warmth, painting a picture of a close-knit family despite the constant looming threat of the RDA.

Suddenly, the soft hum of engines broke the tranquility of the night. Instinctively, you and Lo'ak ducked into the shadows, your hearts pounding as the sound grew louder. A small RDA scouting party emerged from the treeline, their lights piercing through the darkness.

Lo'ak signaled for silence and you both held your breath, watching as the humans moved cautiously through the jungle. Your hand drifted to your bow, fingers brushing the feathers of your arrows, ready to strike if necessary.

Minutes felt like hours, but eventually, the RDA soldiers passed without incident, their lights fading into the distance. You let out a sigh of relief, your body relaxing from its tense state.

“That was too close,” you whispered, glancing at Lo'ak who nodded in agreement.

“We need to report this to my father,” he said, his voice firm. “They’re getting bolder.”

As you made your way back to the village, the sense of urgency was palpable. Upon arriving, you found Jake and Neytiri already in deep discussion with Neteyam and Kiri. The expressions on their faces turned grave as Lo'ak explained the encounter.

Jake nodded, his eyes scanning the horizon. “We need to fortify our defenses. They’re not going to stop until they get what they want.”

The next few days were a flurry of activity. The entire clan worked tirelessly to reinforce the village’s defenses. You found yourself often paired with Lo'ak, his presence becoming a comforting constant amidst the chaos. Despite the seriousness of the situation, he never failed to bring a smile to your face, his jokes and light-hearted comments a welcome distraction.

One evening, as the work was winding down, you and Lo'ak sat by a small pond, the water reflecting the bioluminescent glow of the surrounding flora. The air was still, the silence only broken by the occasional chirp of nocturnal creatures.

“Y/N,” Lo'ak began, his voice soft, almost hesitant. “I’ve been meaning to tell you something.”

You turned to him, your curiosity piqued. “What is it, Lo'ak?”

He took a deep breath, his eyes meeting yours with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat. “I know things are uncertain right now, and there’s a lot at stake. But… I’ve realized that I care about you. A lot. More than just friends.”

His confession took you by surprise, a rush of emotions flooding your senses. You had always felt a connection with Lo'ak, but hearing him say the words made your heart soar.

“Lo'ak, I—” you started, but he held up a hand, his expression earnest.

“I don’t expect you to say anything right now,” he continued. “I just wanted you to know how I feel. Whatever happens, I want you to know that you mean a lot to me.”

A smile broke across your face, warmth spreading through your chest. “Lo'ak, you mean a lot to me too. More than I can put into words.”

His face lit up with a grin, the boyish charm you had come to adore shining through. “Well, that’s good to hear.”

The moment was perfect, a small bubble of happiness amidst the growing storm. As the days turned into weeks, the bond between you and Lo'ak grew stronger, a source of strength and comfort as the clan prepared for the inevitable confrontation with the RDA.

Through it all, the love that blossomed between you became a beacon of hope, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there was light and beauty to be found. And as you faced the challenges ahead, you knew that together, you could overcome anything.

Angst fluff where? TT

Anybody have recommendations in avatar angst fluff story? I do need this angst in my life but I dont want it to end in a bad way. Please do drop down there if you guys know any.

Okay maybe I got to carried with the manhwa and all stuff but imagines okay, imagines..

Readers have been living with sully's family and then so suddenly they died because of well, sky people. And at the same time they remembers that they actually still did not live their life to the fullest so before they closed their eyes, the last thing they said to the character is "if I live in the next life... Let's be the happiest and change everything..together"

Well, here's what it is. What if reader got to go back in time before everything happened. Before every chaos happened. Maybe like before jake got serious with teyyam position or maybe they will try to follow lo'ak troubles antics and at last they got to change their fate by saving their family earlier.

But as eywa fate (I mean most of us should know) that life will need to pay with live. So maybe before the reader got to go back in time just maybe they talk with eywa and they say like give them a last chance to change their family fates and eywa gave them? But in order to do that after everything is finished she needs to die back because her time has actually already come. So the reader agreed.

The Sully's is so confused why with their way of acting so matured and why the reader did not act like their self usually does. And the only one who will come and try to confront is teyyam because the reader is hs favourite among the siblings (dont tell tuk) and he wants to get to the bottom of it.

So he asked but the only thing the reader said was "This is the end of my chapter even though my story never started before" and teyyam was hella confused. Like what the hell of this nonsense as if they're gonna die?

And the next day probably the day reader got clingy with jake and Jake did the same thing to the reader because honestly he missed these few things too. I like playing and laughing together. Same with Loak, kiri, tuk and neytiri. All of them spend time together and end the day with cuddling until they are asleep.

And the next day when neteyam woke up he felt weird because as always the reader was gonna be the first one to wake up and he tried to wake them up thinking that maybe they were just over asleep. But as he was shaking the reader's body his face changed when he realized that his sibling body had already turned cold as if being in the freezer.

And that's when neteyam realized what they said when he asked what was going on. And the only thing he can say when he sees his favourite sibling go back to eywa is "Your chapter already started before your story got to begin. Now lets end the chapter and open a new book"

Ok Im not good with english but if anybody wants to write these stories please tell me because Im too afraid to write it since my grammar just sucks af

"You were born reaching for your mother's hands, victim of your father's plans to rule the world, too afraid to step outside Paranoid and petrified of what you've heard."

- Billie Eilish (blue)

Screaming crying and throwing up because the first time I heard that part of the song I thought of azula ;(