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Games of Pandora

And.. I did again. This time with the characters from avatar because I'm currently obsessed with them. I'm looking forward to seeing the third movie this December. So in the meantime enjoy the chaos between these adorable idiots.

Loak and Tsireya family

swap au, omaticaya Tsireya and Metkayina Loak :3 (in the first image he is teaching her how his father taught him to dance, with music from the earth haha ​​because he is a zero to the left dancing like Navi) and also in this Au they are ENEMIES TO LOVERS

tonowari x fem reader

word count: 1577

tonowari x mate!reader

“I can't believe you blatantly disagreed with me in front of them, you made me look like a fool Tonowari!” I yelled at him waving my hands around trying to make my point clear. “My love, you can't hold a grudge against them, they couldn't have known that would happen” Tonowari replied to me as he sat down, rubbing his forehead, slightly losing his patience with me. “My soul sister and her calf are gone! She didn't know it would happen either, what about them?!” I yell pointing outside to where I saw her take her last breath. “I don't want their family to stay here, it's been trouble since they got here” Referring to Jake and his family. I feel myself getting lost in anger, my sister taken away at the hands of demons, and her calf didn't even get to live a part of his life. I ball up my hands next to my sides.

“Y/n, I understand she is gone but there is nothing we can do now!” Tonowari turns to me slamming his fist down and standing up looking me in the eyes. “I can't believe you choose the demons that killed my sister, instead of your mate that's been here for you for years!” I yell at him, grabbing my basket that I used to deliver remedies and stuffing my overstay things in it. “I'm on your side and always will be, but you can't blame their deaths on their family!” I pause, grab my things and stand up and stare him down. I let an uneasy sigh escape my lips before grabbing the basket and getting ready to exit before I feel a hand grab my arm tightly. Tears brim my eyes as I bring my head up to look at him. “Where are you going?” Tonowari says, staring into my eyes. I sat down the basket I had on the floor and started to pull at his hand trying to make him let go of my arm. “Y/n listen to me, it was an accident they couldn't have known,” Tonowari says, not breaking eye contact with me “Maybe it was a mistake ever mating with you!” I say yelling at him as he lets my arm go allowing me to start walking out the doors. I could tell I hurt him but at that moment I didn't care. I was filled to the brim with anger, I just wanted my sister back safe and sound.

I find the now empty marui pod, the same one that was on the water where I first met my sister, I sit down and place my hands on my swollen belly thinking of how my sister would've loved to meet my baby closing my eyes and thinking of my sister having short flashbacks to her and how we used to go past the reef together and we used to get in trouble. I smile thinking of her and when I first met her calf and how playful and careful he acted with me. Feeling somewhat calm, I closed my eyes and sat there thinking about them.

Tsireya’s Pov:

I walked along the sandy beach with Lo’ak walking with him to make sure he returned to his marui with his family. I walked away with my hair picked behind my ear because he said he liked it like that when I ran into my brother. “Aonung, why are you still out here?” I ask, noticing my brother just sitting on the sand with a smile on my face as I look at him before sitting down. “To think, mom and dad got into an argument, and mom left somewhere.” My smile slowly faded away. “Mom and dad are soulmates, they rarely argue” Aonung nodded “I know and it's weird when they do” He responded. I knew mom wouldn't have left the Marui unless it was a serious argument. Usually when they rarely argued they would kiss and make up. “We should go check on Dad, make sure he's feeling alright,” Aonung replied, standing up before grabbing my shoulder. I nodded in agreement, hoping my mom was ok. We walked towards the Marui hearing a couple of sniffles before they stopped when we stepped into the Marui and saw dad wiping his eyes and looking at us. His eyes were red as if someone threw sand into them. He left into his room and pulled the curtain closed that blocked the door meaning he wanted to be left alone. I looked at my brother with a frown. My father never cried. I thought about whether I should go consult him. Against my better judgment, I walked to the room before a hand was placed in front of me. I turned to Aonung and he nodded no to me knowing it would be better to consult our father tomorrow.

The next day

Back to ur pov:

I woke up cold, not feeling any warmth in this once-lively marui. My eyes filled to the brim with water, it stung slightly so I let my tears fall, my hands holding my stomach crying, the pain I felt was unexplainable. The 1 person I rely most on who's been here throughout my 3 pregnancies, The person who I've loved since I met. I hurt because I was hurt. I've been known to have a short temper and anger problems but this was inexcusable.

I wanted to apologize, and this is a big thing. I never apologized first but I knew I had to say something. I grabbed my things and was ready to walk out when I ran into a big figure. I look up to see Tonowari about to knock on the wall to signal he was gonna come in. We stared at each other and my eyes softened feeling the tears come back. I don't know if it was pregnancy hormones or just plain me but I busted out crying as I felt a pair of strong arms wrap me into their embrace and pull me forward into the embrace. I look up and say softly, hardly above a whisper “I miss her so much wari” I say sniffling as I feel my knees get weak I lean down onto my knees as he didn't let go of me. We sat in silence as I looked into his eyes. Those piercing blue eyes that shined like diamonds looked back at me. “I didn't mean anything, I just want her to come back to me,” I said putting my face back into his chest still sniffling. Tears still flowed down but they slowed as I felt a hand lift my chin. “My love no matter what we go through, no matter what happens. I will never hate or give up on you. You've been hurt and I understand now just like I should have last night and I-” I put a finger up to his lips to hush him. “You need not apologize, I am sorry, I was just so angry I was saying anything. I meant nothing I said yesterday but I do mean this… I love you” Tonowari's eyes widened I never apologized first, it was always him apologizing first. He smiled as I still stared at him with a gaze, I almost rarely gave him sure I always looked at him with love in my eyes but this time the love was different. It was so much it was enough to make any man’s heart explode. I smiled back at him leaning into his chest. He leaned away and the smile disappeared off my face. Was the apology not enough? Is he still angry? Thoughts raced through my mind faster than a direhorse. He stood up and grabbed my hand and lifted me with him. He looked at me and kissed me passionately, by the time that kiss ended we were out of breath. He got down on one knee and kissed my stomach where our baby lay safe and sound. He stood back up and smiled “Look at me like that again and our baby is gonna have to make room for another one.” He smirked, grabbing my torso and pulling me toward him.

I hit his chest playfully and walked out of the Marui and realized I lost myself in love so much that I forgot my basket. I immediately turned around and saw him carrying it “wari I got it” I smiled about to take the basket and then he moved it out of the way and didn’t let me take it. I rolled my eyes laughing at his actions. I looked toward our marui as we walked there together. Little did we know there were eyes on us as we walked together. Tsireya smiled and ran up to us and hugged us tightly carefully trying to avoid my stomach. “Woah, What’s this for?” I asked holding her in the hug and looking at my mate before carefully fixing her hair she didn’t reply and just held onto me before I felt someone else hug me, my only son the one who took after me hugged us just as tight as his sister before we broke the hug Aonung says “I love our family.” I chuckled and kissed him on his forehead before our family of 4 and ½ walked into our marui to talk to enjoy each other's presence.

PART 2?

Loak and Tsireya family

Au where humans instead of starting to explore the forests do it with the sea, Jake has a Metkayina avatar and meets Ronal :3 (Tsu tey and Neytiri end up together) basically a wife swap

;^; ❤️

tsireya fainted from tenderness

Tuk… LMFAO

(Amazing art btw🫀)

I'm working on every option don't know when I'm gonna finish but i promise I will.

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I can not COMPREHEND the fact that people are literally saying “Yes the Omaticaya and Metkayina characters have cultures that are based off of brown skinned/dark skinned characteristics but they are aliens even though they are one skip away from being a human. AND even though the movies are about colonization/being mixed/learning about other cultures/and saving your planet from Non-Navi’s, they don’t hAVe to be brown/dark skinned”

Ye pls someone explain this shit 🤣

Home

Home

Spider was never meant to find Home 

He knows that. No matter what Kiri whispers to him, what Lo’ak insists when the young warriors of the Omatikaya attempt to chase him off, or what Neteyam mumbles when Neytiri whips around with venom on her lips - he knows it, because if it were wrong, it would mean that everything that’s happened was for no reason. He can’t go that route, and so Home is just a concept he’ll never know 

His siblings tempt to sway him many times over the years - they feel so much like Home it hurts, but he’s not so selfish to risk it for them when he knows he already took it from their mother 

He’s seen his father in the photos the scientists don’t know he has, video logs that show a man that’s only been a horror story his whole life 

But what scares him is he sees himself 

He sees his eyes, the scowl when he’s angry, the cinch in his brow. He scowls at the image and sees his own face stare back. 

So yeah. He doesn’t have a home. He has siblings though, and that’s more than he deserves. So Spider is okay. Really, he is.

But then his Dad shows up 

—- 

Quaritch is everything he thought he’d be and…not. 

He’s angry. The man is full of hate and a need for revenge. He destroys the ground beneath his feet and spits on the life that’s surround them. He doesn’t know Ewya but he hates her none the less. 

But he’s protective. Possessive of what’s his (and yet another damn thing he got from his father) and it seems Spider is included in that

He hates it but a part of him feels protected - it’s safe in the that’s holding a poison blade is. He’s one slip up from hell 

But hell was bridgehead. It was the feeling of his deepest parts being pried out and displayed like the pages of a storybook 

No one cared as they saw some of his best and his darkest days. 

No one cared when the whips came out. When he bled so much he worried it was fatal 

No one cared when he starved, when the distant sound of wildlife made his stomach twist with need. 

Except Quaritch. 

Quaritch snuck him food, bandaged his back, and pulled him down. 

His hands may have delivered some of the blows or his lips produced the words to trigger nightmares but he cared. 

Love is complicated, but he knows his Dad loved him

He thinks he may have too 

Quaritch saw him. 

He didn’t know. He thought he did but he didn’t but he wanted to he knows he did - 

Then Neteyam almost dies. No one came for him. They left him, gave him up, except his brothers didn’t 

Neteyam and Lo’ak fought for him. 

They risked their lives when they had the chance to get away

Spider pieces his home together after that

Home finds him in the nights after when he rests with Kiri on his shoulder and Lo’ak’s hand loose in his grip. Tuk is curled into her mothers chest and Jake stands a silent guard at the door. Neteyam is flat on the bed of one of Ronal’s medical tents. His brother has been asleep for a few hours now with Norms assistance, but his family is too afraid to leave his side

He’s been awake the whole time. He hurts in ways he didn’t know he could until his capture but the warmth of his closest friends is too precious to loose right now. Still, he can’t sleep. Adrenaline is running under his skin and anxiety is inching up his throat. Jake is outside, safe and strong, but his tracker could lead the rest of the sky people here again, never mind Norms tempering, or his memories could have a clue, they had to be recorded, or - 

Jake lays a large hand on his shoulder. 

He jumps and a scared gasp escapes his throat before he processes the subtle differences. The thinner fingers, callouses Quaritch hasn’t had time to form yet, the gentleness. 

“You need to sleep, Kiddo.”

Spider shudders and bows his head. “I will, just…can’t. I’ll go lay down in a few hours. When they’re okay.”

He can practically hear Jake roll his eyes. “I’m here. You’re safe, they’re safe. You need to sleep, Son.” 

They both freeze, blood cold and eyes wide, as the silence envelops them.

Then, of course, Lo’ak snores and the moments gone. Jake laughs softly and suddenly exhaustion is pulling at his eyelids. A cushion slides behind him and a hand gently lowers him down. 

“Sleep.” 

The pieces come faster after that.

He cries with Kiri for hours. Laments his father, spills everything he felt. She’s the first one he tells the truth too. She knows more than he thinks anyone else ever will 

He tells her Quaritch is alive. He tells her its all his fault.

She cries, yells, and then they just lay there. She tells him how scared she was of her mother. How lost she felt without him there. 

He looks at her as she cries and another puzzle piece slides into place

Lo’ak and Neteyam came together when they came back for him, but it doesn’t feel settled until later. 

They’re on their ilu with Spider behind Lo’ak as they race out to meet Payakan. He’s giant and beautiful and damn terrifying, but Lo’ak describes him as his soul brother. An extension of himself and a badass of a friend. They tell him how Payakan saved them. How he helped get Spider home

He’s scared and excited and now sure what to make of the beast, but then Lo’ak is leaving him on the ilu and falling into the water 

He rises on a fin the size of a small marui with a loud whoop that can’t help but make Spider laugh in astonished awe 

“Paya, meet my other brother, Spider.” Then a wave of water is splashing over him as Lo’ak laughs in a way he hasn’t heard since the forest 

His breath leaves his lungs as he laughs and laughs, happy for more reasons than one. Neteyam meets his gaze from across the surf and smiles then one quick nod. He holds his gaze and feels the warmth spread in his chest. 

“Team up?”

“Team up.”

Tuk has been his little sister since he held her in his arms for the first time. Neteyam snuck him over when they were barely into puberty and put a baby the size of his torso into his arms 

He remembers her being the most terrifying thing in the world. He was so sure she would be terrified of him, that he would make her cry as soon as she was in his arms and the other kids would realize he’s a monster 

But Tuk has always been Tuk and she just grinned and pulled his hair. Her Tswin fluttered with her affections and he knew he would do anything for her 

He had never seen her angry, truly angry, until she stumbled into him cleaning the cuts along his hips and back. The cloths on the floor are bloody and his skin is angry and mottled but he had been decent at hiding the level of it until now. Behind her, Neytiri stops in her tracks as she takes in his scars 

Tuk’s eyes fill with tears and then he has a bundle of 5’7” child in his arms 

Her eyes flash and she looks like her mother when she growls out; “What happened? They hurt you?” 

He stutters, not knowing what to say when Neytiri kneels down in front of him. She takes the ointment and the bandages in front of him, moves his arm from his side, and begins to apply. Her hands are shaking and he realizes he’s never seen her frazzled 

“You’re a child.” 

He looks up, Tuk now angrily crying in his arms while she cleans and gently bandages the wounds. “I..I know…look, I’m sorry Tuk saw, I-I didn’t think anyone was coming back for a while..” 

“You’re a child. Children are precious. I-I didn’t realize they…that…” She scowls down at the drying blood and puts the wrap down. She pulls him forward so he rests against her with Tuk snug between them. “I’m sorry, Spider. This will not happen again.” 

His face is red and words don’t seem to work but he manages a scared nod. “O-Okay?” 

She nods, decisive, and resumes her work. Then, lifts a dirty dread with a disgruntled finger. “These next. My children will not be seen looking uncared for.” 

And that’s that. He has a family, a home, and it’s all he ever wanted. 

He doesn’t think it could get better. 

Part two coming cause holy shit it's 2000 words

- Spoilers ahead, trigger warning for death and a small suicide mention -

My Angst Avatar Way Of Water Headcanons

I'm sad and you will deal with the consequences

Last time it was languages, now it's the aftermath of Neteyam's death

Neytiri hates humans, she wishes they never came to Pandora in the first place. It keeps her up at night and causes never ending stress, a flurry of 'what ifs' while Jake sleeps soundly next to her. Her father, sister, Tsu'tey, would be in her sleep, blaming her for allowing a demon into her family. Neytiri believes without humans, her friends and family would be breathing and her clan prosperous. She wouldn't have Neteyam lifeless below her.

Jake hates his humanity, he tries so desperately to understand and sympathise with his fellow man, but flashes of Neteyams eyes frantically searching for help before losing their life, his ears relaxing when before they were twitching erratically forces him to be harsh. He will give second chances, after that, anyone who refuses to help the Na'vi is dead to him.

Kiri has images of Grace dying as nightmares, the failed body transfer replaying in her head at heightened points of stress, it's why she relaxes with nature, it let's everything leave. Just Kiri and her two mothers. When Neteyam died, she felt him at the funeral become one with Eywa. She hears his shallow last breaths in her heartbeat, and wishes she could hear his one last time.

Lo'ak can't look at his mother without seeing Neteyam, he tries, he really does. But everything about her reminds him of a brother he feels responsible for letting die. In the water he sees his brother being enveloped into the ocean, forcing Lo'ak to break the surface and cry, screaming and begging for help to save him. Sometimes he tries to drown with Neteyam, to see him again and make for lost time. For those arguments that broke them apart the last few months of his living.

In the early staging of grieving Neteyam, the Sully family sleep in his bed and cry themselves to sleep, hugging each other and begging for a miracle from Eywa. And while Neytiri would never admit it out loud, she began to doubt Eywa in those first few months, she believed that her great mother despised her for the destruction surrounding her and her family. The metkayina clan feels great pain and loss in the stages of grief, hearing their cries at night.

Ao'nung feels guilt about not getting to know the Sully's more, he tries to befriend them now and while they're so welcoming, he feels like he doesn't deserve it for what he did. For all he knows, Lo'ak could've been killed because of him. Even without the what ifs, he notices Neytiri and Jake never look him in the eye, they don't forgive him for what could've happened. It keeps him from speaking to them for too long, because he was responsible for Lo'ak's safety, and he used that against him.

Quaritch begins to have an identity crisis over who he even is. All he knows that even if he isn't Spiders dad, he wants to be better and feels regret for not being there. Although, he's far too deep now. Miles hates him, for good reason, but it stings like a nagging bug biting into his flesh, poisonous thoughts stabbing into him like he was nothing. He knows it's deserved for what he remembers he done, but he isn't that man, and he wants to prove it. Doubts begin spiralling his mind and everybody notices, Neytiri's words of 'a son for a son' kept him sleepless and borderline insane. He could've lost spider that night, would life be better? Would it be worse? He'd never know, and that's the worst part.

Tuktirey sleeps with her parents ever since Neteyam died, never leaving her family's side and hating when they have to split up. She never spent enough time with him before he died, even if it was most of her time, it would never be enough. Tuk asks her mother for Neteyam's necklace, hugging it with her and Jake. After a few months in the family slept separately again, in solitary peace, but every once and a while she'll cry quietly and slip into her mother's arms.

Tsireya feels too guilty to continue a relationship with Lo'ak at first, she can't look at him without feeling like she could've helped in some way. She feels worthless and one day the dam breaks, both her and Lo'ak expressing their true feelings. They bonded over that day and became inseparable ever since, it made things better for most of the Sully family, to have the least willing to move on be helped in such a way that he would have a distraction.

Jake and Neytiri become overbearing and protective over their children, always knowing their location and rushing to find them if they've been gone for too long. It puts pressure on the kids and ends in fights that drift them apart. Of course they work through their issues eventually, but things like this are common when losing children and I don't doubt that the Sully's would have this happen after Neteyam.

Spider is semi accepted into the tribe, however, he wants to go back to the forest. He never outright speaks his thoughts, but everybody can tell, he can't keep up with swimming or holding breath, he's smaller and weaker than Na'vi of his age and is almost useless to their way of life. He wants to go back to the way things were, before humans came back.

Spider regrets saving his dad, he wouldn't tell anybody, ever, and would try hiding all evidence or possibility of them finding out, he doesn't want to lose what he feels is his family. His dad may be 'alive' but deep down he knows it's not actually him, no matter how much more willing the man is to be apart of his life, Spider wishes he could've let him drown.

so i just figured that maybe i’ll be writing everyday since it’s quite fun and the support i’m getting is quite amazing actually, so thank you!

Tsireya x gn!reader

Tsireya headcannons

• first off this girl loves and adores you so much

• she is super thankful to eywa that she met you

• you met when you were struggling to swim properly, she noticed and came over to help you

• that’s when things really started to spark

• she’s in love with your eyes

• there’s just something about them that makes them look so… ethereal

• since she loves your eyes she would also love eye contact with other you just as much

• and the cute thing is she has an adoring face whenever she looks at you

• before you actually got together you were best friends, always supporting and staying close to eachother

• she was so in love with you during that time it actually hurt

• the problem was she didn’t know how to tell you, thinking that’s maybe you’d reject her

• oh my but how could you?

• you’d be actually insane if you’d do that /j

• so here’s how the confession actually went

• oh and remember where she was when she was comforting lo’ak?

• yeah that’s where you guys are atm, okay?

• “ hey y/n i’ve been meaning to tell you this for a very long time…”

“ you like me?”

“ yes and i just want to say- wait how did you know??”

“ aonung told me everything, and yes i like you too”

• you spent that night watching the ocean, staying close to each other , holding hands while listening to each other’s voices

• speaking of holding hands, she loves cuddling with you

• especially when it’s cold because your skin gets extra warm on those days

• she has never been so happy, until she found you

• there is never a time where there is no smile on her face when she’s with you

• she gratefully appreciates you and your entire being

• you are like the light in her life

• and she is the light in yours

• best relationship ever 10000%

authors note: hi everyone, hoped you liked it! i tried to think about this one really hard but i think i came off a smooth note. i think i have mentioned that you guys can request me to write some headcannons, so if you have something in mind please don’t hesitate!

until then,

love🤍

AVATAR (James Cameron) FANS I NEED HELP

Jesus I wrote a lot-

I've been going on and off on making an interactive game where you, the reader, can date, form bonds and talk with the characters all while going through a large-spanning story. Basically fanfic where it's personalized. (You get to choose dialogue options, romantic partner(s), limited backgrounds, gender, personalize your name, etc.) But the problem is I originally made it for an entirely different character.

In other terms, I need anyone who is interested, to vote how I continue this project!

I don't want to spoil too much, but basically the reader is a genetically modified human (I know we all want to be Na'vi but let me cook PLEASASEE) who's a senator/diplomat to another faction called The United Colonies of Sol. They are not allied with the RDA at all, in fact they've come to Pandora to support Jake Sully.

The problem is how I start the story. Originally, it was to be a relative love story between the characters So'lek, Eetu, Teylan, Nor, the Sarentu... And more... (So many characters guys ahhh), but mainly So'lek.

The journey would go something like this: ship crashes, So'lek brings reader to the resistance once he finds out they need to contact Jake Sully. He decides to act as a courier and help deliver them. An Odessy kinda happens where they traverse different areas all while (maybe) falling in love. I thought the dynamic would be cute seeing as reader would be polarizing in comparison to the humans he's met so far (might go further into detail if the other vote wins or if people are curious).

But I found that it might be restrictive to those who've never played AFOP and overall limit the audience. Although the idea works best in that space, I've written 40,000 words in total of the current 'demo' which goes something like this:

Reader crashes (again) but where the Metikaya (I know I'm spelling that wrong, I'm on my phone guys please 😞) are located, sadly causing mass destruction. During recovery they meet Tsireya and the other main cast. Having met Jake Sully and possibly gaining his trust, now they need to try finding a way to find their main crew all while the RDA grows in power/influence, and the events of Avatar: Fire and Ash happens. (I know by the time the film releases I'm prob gonna be near that point).

So as you guys can probably see, they're pretty different in characters and motives. Long run, they'll be completely different stories.

On one hand, with AFOP I have the story more formulated to fit the narrative, with the dynamic of the characters and their seperate wants considered for the story. Even the resistance connection to the reader would make better sense. But again, limited and alienating, and the main cast wouldn't be seen for a LONNNGG time... Like, holy shit.

On the other, ATWOW the inclusion of reader will feel less natural and more hand fisted, and how the story goes genuinly relies on plot then character driven actions (mainly) and with the uncertainty of how AFAA will go, it might become obsolete. But, I have already written 40 thousand along with its code as a base. Plus you get to date and talk to the main cast much quicker

No matter how you guys vote, I'll likely reveal info on the AFOP story line on what was supposed to happen, characters, arcs etc. likewise with ATWOW, I'll release the demo if the other wins cause... Damn, 40 thousand words wasted? Nuh uh!

If you have questions, feel free to ask!

The Body

Prologue ch1 ch2

Pairing: Older! Neteyam x reader

Summary: now that the war was brought to the sea clans the sullys aswell as the metekayina family that gifted them uturu, decided to run, this time farther, not just a days travel, but nearly a weeks worth, towards the end they were met with dense mountains, and then they found a tribe of navi, with wings, and they learn about the tsyal people and about the original navi.

Warnings: none, use of non cannon na'vi words

Word count: 1.5k words

Notes: didn’t really spend a whole lot of time or anything on this chapter so forgive me but I’m honestly not rally sure how to continue it, I hope you enjoy💋

The week of stories, spirit, and tradition had left a deep impression on Neteyam and his family. Each tale, every whispered memory within the Cove, had wrapped around them, forming threads that felt almost like roots, binding them to the mountains and the Tsyal.

Yet, Tehe’Ewna’s words echoed in his mind: “Before body must come spirit.” Now, it was time to learn the ways of the Tsyal physically.

The sun cast golden hues over the mountains as the day began, signaling the start of their physical training. Neteyam stood with Tuk and Tehe’Ewna, the others nearby, ready to experience the demanding lessons the Tsyal had prepared.

Tuk’s small hand squeezed his, her wide eyes brimming with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. Tehe’Ewna stood beside them, her wings folded elegantly at her back, her calm presence a steadying force.

The group was led by Taylan, a warrior with feathers braided into his hair and a commanding demeanor.

“Today,” he announced, “you will learn the art of balance, agility, and moving as one with the land.” His voice carried the authority of someone who had mastered the mountains, and Neteyam found himself listening intently.

They began with a series of exercises designed to strengthen their bodies and assess their agility. Taylan led them to a rocky incline that climbed steeply, dotted with boulders and narrow paths.

It was an obstacle course of sorts, crafted by nature itself, with vines hanging down and patches of moss that made the footing unpredictable. Tehe’Ewna watched the group with a gentle yet focused gaze, her wings twitching slightly as if sensing the anticipation.

“Stay close to me, Tuk,” Neteyam said, adjusting his grip on her hand as they prepared to climb.

He could not help but feel protective of his little sister, but Tuk had a determination in her eyes that matched his own

Tehe’Ewna, always graceful and fluid, crouched beside them. “Do not fight the land,” she advised, her voice melodic and soothing.

“Move with it, feel the energy beneath your feet. Let it guide you.” She demonstrated, leaping lightly onto a boulder, and using the momentum to propel herself upward, her wings flaring for balance.

Neteyam took a deep breath, studying the way Tehe’Ewna moved, how her steps seemed almost effortless. With Tuk beside him, he began to climb, each step more deliberate than the last.

The incline was steep, and the rocks shifted slightly underfoot, but he remembered Tehe’Ewna’s words. Instead of forcing his way upward, he adjusted his movements, feeling for the rhythm of the land.

Tuk, though smaller and less experienced, mirrored her brother’s determination. She clung to Neteyam’s side, her small limbs working to keep up.

“I can do it,” she said, her voice fierce with concentration. Tehe’Ewna stayed close, a guiding presence, ready to catch Tuk should she stumble.

As they climbed, the land challenged them—loose stones, sudden dips, and patches of moss that made their footing treacherous. But there was also a sense of exhilaration.

Tehe’Ewna offered guidance, pointing out safe paths and occasionally using her wings to steady herself. “Balance is not just physical,” she explained, her voice carrying over the mountain breeze.

“It is mental. Trust yourself, and the land will trust you back.”

Neteyam began to feel a change within himself. His body, initially tense with effort, started to relax as he moved with the natural flow of the rocks.

He noticed how Tehe’Ewna’s wings would open slightly to catch the wind, and though he did not have wings, he mimicked the way she shifted her weight to maintain balance.

Tuk, too, was finding her rhythm. She laughed when she managed to leap over a small gap in the rocks, her joy infectious. “Did you see that, Neteyam?” she called, her face glowing with pride.

“I did,” he replied, smiling. “You’re doing great, Tuk.”

Tehe’Ewna beamed at them both. “You are learning quickly,” she said, her tone full of encouragement. “This is the first step to becoming one with our land. Soon, you will move as though you have lived here your entire life.”

The climb ended at a ledge overlooking the valley below, the view breathtaking. Neteyam stood there, catching his breath, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

Tuk was beside him, her small chest heaving with excitement, and Tehe’Ewna’s wings framed her as she looked out over the land.

“Every challenge we face here has a purpose,” Tehe’Ewna said, her eyes reflecting the morning light. “It connects us, reminds us that we are part of something greater.” Her gaze turned to Neteyam, and he felt the depth of her words.

He was beginning to understand that living among the Tsyal was not just about physical strength but about embracing the balance that defined their way of life.

And with that understanding came a newfound respect for the mountains, the clan, and the path he was now walking.

The late afternoon sunbathed the Tsyal mountains in warm, golden light, casting shadows that danced across the forest floor. Neteyam found himself walking through a winding path, the sounds of rustling leaves and distant bird calls filling the air.

Tehe’Ewna was at his side, her wings folded neatly against her back, moving with a natural grace that he was beginning to appreciate more with each passing day.

It was a rare moment of calm, and Tehe’Ewna had suggested a walk through one of her favorite trails, a place she often came to think or simply exist among the beauty of their home.

Neteyam had not expected to enjoy it as much as he did, but there was something soothing about the forest, especially in Tehe’Ewna’s company. Her presence was gentle, yet it had a strength that drew him in, making him feel strangely at ease.

“So,” Tehe’Ewna began, breaking the comfortable silence, “what did you think of the training today? Was it different from what you were used to?” Her voice was melodic, like the gentle notes of a song carried on the wind.

Neteyam chuckled softly, running a hand through his braids. “It was definitely different,” he admitted.

“The Omaticaya taught us to be warriors, to hunt and fight. And the Metkayina... they showed us how to live in the water, to ride Ilu and hold our breath for long dives. But here…” He paused, searching for the right words.

“It is like everything has a deeper meaning. It is not just about surviving; it is about balance.”

Tehe’Ewna nodded, her eyes thoughtful. “Exactly,” she said. “Balance is everything to us. It is what keeps us connected to Eywa and to each other. Even our training is meant to remind us of that.” She smiled at him, and he felt a warmth in her expression that made his heart skip a beat.

They reached a clearing where a small, tranquil pond lay surrounded by wildflowers. Tehe’Ewna walked over to the water’s edge, dipping her fingers into the cool surface.

The pond reflected the sky, a mirror of soft blues and gentle clouds. Neteyam joined her, kneeling beside the water, watching as the ripples spread outward.

“It’s beautiful here,” he murmured, almost to himself.

Tehe’Ewna glanced at him, her smile softening. “I come here often,” she said. “It’s where I find peace, especially when the world feels overwhelming.” She tilted her head slightly, her eyes meeting his. “Do you have a place like that?”

Neteyam thought for a moment, his mind drifting back to the towering trees of the Omaticaya forest and the endless expanse of ocean with the Metkayina.

“I guess I did,” he said, a touch of wistfulness in his voice. “But being here, everything feels so new. I have not found a place yet... though, this could be it.”

Tehe’Ewna’s wings fluttered slightly, a delicate movement that caught his attention.

“I’m glad,” she said. “You know, it is not easy, adjusting to a new way of life. But you and Tuk... you are doing well. Especially you.” Her eyes held his, and for a moment, it felt like the forest around them grew quieter, the world narrowing to just the two of them.

Neteyam felt a blush creep up his neck, and he laughed to break the tension. “I’m just trying not to embarrass myself too much,” he joked, though there was sincerity in his words.

“And Tuk... she has made it easier. Having her around reminds me of home.”

Tehe’Ewna’s expression softened further. “She’s a wonderful spirit,” she said. “Curious and full of life. Much like you, Neteyam.” She reached over, placing a gentle hand on his arm.

Her touch was light, but it carried a warmth that lingered.

They sat there for a while, talking, and sharing stories. Neteyam found himself opening up more than he expected, telling her about the adventures he’d had with his siblings, the challenges they had faced, and the hopes he carried for the future.

Tehe’Ewna listened with genuine interest, occasionally sharing stories of her own, tales of growing up among the mountains and learning the ways of her people.

As the sun began to dip lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the pond, Neteyam realized just how much he enjoyed being in Tehe’Ewna’s presence.

She had a way of making the world feel lighter, of making him feel like he belonged. And in that moment, he knew that maybe, just maybe, he was beginning to find his place among the Tsyal.

I hope you guys enjoyed it, imma work on more chapters and figuring out where I want the story to go 💋

The Spirit

Prologue Ch1 Ch3

Pairing: Older! Neteyam x reader

Summary: now that the war was brought to the sea clans the sullys aswell as the metekayina family that gifted them uturu, decided to run, this time farther, not just a days travel, but nearly a weeks worth, towards the end they were met with dense mountains, and then they found a tribe of navi, with wings, and they learn about the tsyal people and about the original navi.

Warnings: none, use of non cannon na’vi words

Word count:2.5k

Notes: i mainly focus on world building and what the tsyal clans traditions and ways of living are so it’s probably a bit boring but i hope you guys like it 💋

The first morning after their arrival the forest and reef na’vi were gathered by Tehe’Ewna “Today will be your first impressions of the clan for today we are going to take you to the cove of tales, if you want to live among us you must understand us, learn our core values, our way of life, our stories, and our traditions. These are things that will be essential to living among us and being able to adjust.” Tehe’Ewna even spoke with grace, her words flowing together in a melody, “this will take up your first week before we move on to having you learn our ways physically, though before body must come spirit.”

As she explained what the plan was he became curious. when the sully’s had arrived to the metkayina it was almost immediately he was learning to breath to dive and to live in the water, there had been little to no spiritual teachings other than going to the cove of ancestor’s since most clans had nearly identical spiritual practices, it made Neteyam wonder just how different this clan was.

It was not a long walk to the cove, it was a relatively short path from the ground caves that were their new homes to the deeper part of the clan where the entrance was located at the base of one of the surrounding mountains.

inside was narrow winding tunnel also relatively short, it widened as they got closer to the destination and inside was a circular cave clearing in the mountain, the entrance itself was accentuated by a winding arch of vines.

There was a semi-circle of stones meant to be seating for times of storytelling, there were carving in the stone, intricate details, and the entirety of the cove was adorned with bioluminescent moss and fauna, illuminating the cove in an ethereal glow.

Woven tapestries hang along the rock walls of the cove alongside paintings, depicting stories and the history of the clan.

Small altars are placed at the base of a waterfall and along the edges of the cove.

Neteyam was awestruck, there was nothing like this in the metkayina nor the Omaticaya, as they all took seats the winged na’vi began “this is used as a home of stories and celebration, today we start at the beginning, the oldest and deepest of our tales, the phoenix.”

As she spoke, she drew their attention to the largest of paintings. from the back of someone, they were depicted with wings that were bigger than a young Ikran, horns taller than Neteyam’s head twice over, their wings were starched out to the fullest capacity, and they had a glow around them, small tendrils of magic.

“She was the first daughter of Eywa, she was created to keep the balance of Eywa’Eveng gifted with wings to soar through the skies and a soul deeply attuned to the life force that connected all things. For ages, she upheld her purpose, nurturing the natural balance and guiding the creatures Eywa had brought to life. But her loneliness became a persistent ache, leading her to yearn for beings who could walk, speak, and share her life in a way that Eywa’s animals could not. Among her wings and horns she was given a gift from Eywa above all else, she didn’t just protect balance, she was balance, in one hand she held life and creation, in the other she held death and destruction, so she went against the great mothers wish, and used this gift to birth the Tsyal and the na’vi race,”

the group was in awe, this was a tale they had never heard from any clan or elder, but they could sense she was being truthful in her words, “we were unlike anything Pandora had seen: graceful, intelligent, with wings and horns that reflected our creator. The Phoenix infused us with her wisdom, courage, and resilience, believing we would be her partners in upholding Pandora’s balance. Eywa, sensed this break in the natural order, grieved at the Phoenix’s defiance. She reminded her daughter that every life on Pandora was interconnected and that introducing a new species—one not woven directly by Eywa’s own hand—would create ripples in the delicate web of balance she maintained. Though Eywa did not destroy the Tsyal, she distanced herself from the Phoenix, trusting that her daughter, who was made from balance itself by the great mother’s own hand, would face the consequences” as she spoke, she had an air of passion, immersed in the story she told.

“This choice left the Phoenix with a profound sense of guilt. She had been created to nurture and protect the balance of Pandora, yet her own actions had introduced a new force within the ecosystem, one that came from her personal desires rather than Eywa’s vision. She had been driven by passion and yearning. We as a people were born of blessing and burden so intertwined one cannot be separated from the other, because of this the Tsyal dedicate ourselves in nurturing the balance, we address any imbalance such as over population personally, we always remain in tune with Eywa insuring to never go against her wish for balance and equilibrium. Every aspect of life has been cultivated to ensure this.” They were all captivated by this story no one more that Kiri.

“why would the phoenix go against Eywa if she was made to carry out the great mothers wishes?” Neteyam wondered the same of the first daughter, “she did not mean to, she was led by desire, and while she was creating to keep balance, she was also given free will, to make her own decisions apart from Eywa, just like us, while people can tell us what to do it is up to us whether we follow their words or not” she had a look of amusement on her face as if telling a clueless child something painfully obvious, which she essentially was.

“is she was the first daughter why have none of us heard this before?” Tuk was the next to speak, “Well as we grew, we left these mountains, to dense forests, swamps, and plains, our horns and wings were no longer needed, disappearing over many generations, we were met with new environments, and we adapted.” She had a gentle smile as she spoke her response “and it was not just wings and horns that were left behind, so were traditions, annual celebrations, and festivals. All of these were left behind in the face of change, and the new beginnings they faced.”

The day was spent like that, her sharing the traditions and ways of the new clan, it took Neteyam by surprise, he learned things he had never known, she was right, every aspect of life was in line with balance, never taking more than necessary and dedicating themselves to Eywa.

As the week continued, he learned more of the clan. The diet was plants grains and little meat usually from small animals, fish was a delicacy saved for celebrations and major events. He learned mating traditions, what is done in grief and death, and at the end of the week they were taken to the spirit tree, to them it is the Kaltum cave, or the heart of Eywa

The day started earlier than usual with extra people, a warrior Taylan, a healer Xan ’kore, and a group of younger ones, Kahlo, At’ok, and Ni’alu. In the outskirts of the clan was located a mountain so tall no Ikran, not even Makto could fly over it, there was an entrance at the base of the tunnel that had shocked Neteyam when it was revealed because of just how well hidden it was, as they entered there were winding tunnels with steep incline, he ended up holding Tuk so she wouldn’t fall.

as they were walking the healer spoke “the sacred tree embodies the balance of nature and spirit, it is said the phoenix herself planted the seed, marking the birth of the na’vi and so that it would forever be a reminder of the importance of balance.” She spoke from the front of the group; he was in the back along with Tuk and Tehe’Ewna.

Over the week he had gotten to know her better, he would often accompany Tuk to her lessons with the other children of the clan Tehe’Ewna and others there to be the teachers, they would weave and do crafts to entertain the children.

Surprisingly Tehe’Ewna was curious of the previous two clans Neteyam had called home, she would tell him more about the clan and rituals and other things he would need to know, Tuk also took a great liking to her, constantly asking questions and the three of them exploring the mountains with him and Tuk on his Ikran.

As they descended the tunnels him Tuk and Tehe’Ewna in a slower pace then the rest, a little behind. And while Neteyam was at least a head above her when walking her wings surrounded him, at first when they would go for walks in the forest with Tuk she would try to restrain them and prevent them from making him uncomfortable, she quickly saw he didn’t mind and that she was able to relax and not dwell or focus on them.

After about 15 minutes of walking the tunnels, like the cove of tales, became wider and taller, only what they lead too was infinitely more beautiful.

Inside the circular cavern was full of luminescent fungi and moss with crystals imbedded in the walls, but in the middle held The Kaltum Tree, its trunk tall and gnarled, with a wide base that tapers as it reaches higher, giving the tree a presence that feels ancient and wise.

The bark luminous, etched with patterns that resemble constellations, giving it a celestial appearance.

These patterns glow softly, only adding to the beauty of it, The branches extend upward and outward like great, feathery wings, These branches are draped with clusters of bioluminescent flowers Each one emitting a warm, radiant glow that casts colorful shadows on the cave walls, making the entire cavern come alive with shifting colors.

The leaves of the Kaltum Tree are long, thin, and iridescent, shimmering like jewels when touched by the ambient light of the cave. When they rustle in the faint underground breezes, they make a soft, musical sound, like chimes, enhancing the mystical ambiance.

The branches stretch wide and high, filling the cavern with a protective, sheltering presence, it brought the phoenix to the front of his mind, imagining this is how her presence would feel.

The air feels warm and carries a faint, sweet fragrance from the tree’s blossoms, the entire atmosphere was full of energy, it made him speechless, the spirit tree back home and the cove of ancestors was one thing, this place was so much more.

“When one feels they must reflect, or receive guidance this is where we go, many receive visions during the path for self, seeing glimpses of their place in the clan, what their future may hold, and even their mate.” Tehe’Ewna spoke to the group she herself in wonder.

“This is the most sacred place in these mountains, we call it the heart of Eywa because people sometimes receive visits from the great mother herself, to show the path she is intending for you to follow, most end up legends, their stories told for generations.”

In the Omaticaya, not everyone faces Iknimaya, you are given challenges to prove your worth as a warrior, you must catch a banshee, in the Tsyal, all are faced with the Yulun’ay, the journey to self.

There are six total aspects of the journey, the first is the journey of reflection, you spend about a week strengthening your bond with Eywa, you journey into the mountains facing the elements, and learning to sustain life, while keeping balance.

The second is the crafting of the totem, this is crafted during their time in the mountains from what they can find, branches, stones, feather, leaves etc. it is meant to reflect oneself, their personality, and their journey. Once they come back to the clan, it is blessed by Tsahik and is placed in the cove until it is put in their home as decoration.

The third is the sacred marking, much like the metkayina, they are inked, like the walls of the cove, their skin imbedded with ink from burnt herbs, so that when they have children and grandchildren they can point to it and say “this is from my Yulun’ay”, it also marked them, in their role as a protecter of the balance.

The fourth is the gift of wings, in the Kaltum parent and close loved ones give gifts, titled as a Nah’ru, wings of spirit, they serve as representation of life, freedom, and guidance, and as a reminder of the new stage of their life, once the person has all their gifts the family member all put their hands on their gift, infusing it with their love, and support.

The fifth is the yalaru, the dance of transition, it is a communal celebration of the clan, the participant performs a dance, telling the story of their journey to the clan, symbolizing their passage into adulthood. Elders and parents join in, creating a unified circle that represents the past, present, and future of the Tsyal.

The last step the sixth is the acceptance of responsibility, in a private ceremony in the Kaltum, you pledge to serve and protect the Tsyal Clan and keep the balance of Eywa’Eveng. It is said to bind them spiritually, many say that they feel as though the tree itself acknowledges the commitment, then you are to choose a path, crafters, hunters, healers, or spiritual guides, then a mentor will choose to teach you how to follow the path.

It is entirely different, almost completely a spiritual journey, instead of proving your ability to provide, to hunt, to fly, you become Intune with Eywa, reinforcing your belief of balance, Tehe’Ewna told him that balance is more than just taking and giving, it is existence itself, dark and light for example, one cannot exist without the other, no light without dark, and vice versa.

This is their way of life, something taught from birth to death, imbedded in everything they do, their ways have been evolved to continue to uphold balance in every aspect.

Tehe’Ewna made an example for them, connecting to one of the lower falling leaves to connect their kuru with

Connecting with the Kaltum is was euphoric, he felt only peace, he could feel the souls, the memories, the hopes, the dreams, the love, of all the souls connected to the tree, he felt Eywa, and the phoenix, the feeling of protection, of home, filled his system, he was floating, drifting away from the cove, the people around him, in that moment he was intertwined completely with the ancestors, with all the life on Eywa, we was nothing, yet he could feel everything, like a dreamless sleep.

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Yall I might be cooking with chapter two, yall not ready for the worldbuilding im about to unveil

The Arrival

A continuation of this ch2 ch3

Pairing: Older!Neteyam x reader

Summary: now that the war was brought to the sea clans the sullys aswell as the metekayina family that gifted them uturu, decided to run, this time farther, not just a days travel, but nearly a weeks worth, towards the end they were met with dense mountains, and then they found a tribe of navi, with wings, and they learn about the tsyal people and about the original navi.

Warnings: none

Word count: 1.6k

Neteyam was mad, he was angry, not only was he forced to move from the forrest, his home, but now, now that they had finally been able to settle, they were leaving again. But of course, perfect soldier boy Neteyam could not say that, could not show it, he had to be calm, and take whatever orders he was given, he had to build his walls higher, stronger as not to show his disagreement with the path his father had chosen.

Since he was little, he has had this weight on his soldiers, being future leader of the Omaticaya he had to learn to hunt, to fight, all the skills to be a good leader. His days were taken up my training and more training and when he wasn’t training he was keeping an eye on his siblings and spider, and when he wasn’t doing that he was either sleeping, eating, or bathing, and on the off chance he wasn’t doing on of those his mother was showing him and introducing him to potential mates in the clan. And when his Iknimaya came around he had spent months preparing, perfecting everything he has spent his life learning, and it paid off, he was able to bond with his banshee, Sikra, on his first try and the celebration was one of the only moments he could truly relax.

When they moved to the Metkayina even more weight was pilled on he had to be perfect, to not cause trouble, to not so much as breath in the wrong direction, he had to relearn everything he knew. And now that he and his siblings had gotten used to this new life and began to settle, they had to run again, to flee.

One difference is that it was not just the Sully’s who were running, it was also the metkayina Olo’eyktan and his family, after the RDA had killed Ronal’s soul sister they lead an attack on them, failing and causing more damage, now it was not only the Sully’s in danger but them as well, they showed great distain for this suggestion but in the end came to see this was how they could protect the clan and keep themselves safe as well. They had done a similar thing to what Jake had done in the forrest by passing on title of Olo’eyktan and Tsahik to others so that the clan will continue to thrive in their absence.

The journey to the Metkayina and been nearly a day of travel, but now his father had decided that there would be no chance of being followed, and Neteyam was tired, it had been nearly a week of travel for the two families and it was crowded, the Metkayina of the group having no Ikran to fly once they reached land. Because of this Neteyam had been stuck with Ao’nung for the past 3 days, though he was annoying he had become less so once he started to accept the sully family as a part of the Metkayina, and all of that had been undone within the first few hours of flight and had progressively gotten worse.

Though it was starting to seem that any chance of finding a clan was slowly dissipating, when they had first reached land, it had been hilly field progressively the hills got higher and closer together until they became tall rigid mountains, forcing the group to fly higher than ever to get past them.

As the hope of finding a clan let alone one that would take them was fleeting the mountains got slightly less rigid, less cold and continued to do so as their journey continued, once they started to see signs if navi life the mountains had gotten more manageable to bypass and they were able to see a clan, a clan that had even Ronal gasping in wonder and awe, these people they were seeing were flying, each had a pair of wings on their back that allowed them to be carried by the winds, Neteyam was transfixed by them, they had horns that twisted and curled, wings that varied from the purest of white to the deepest of black, many seemed to be in the same state, gawking at their foreign brothers and sisters, before backing away, turning to land.

That’s when Neteyam saw it, the clearing, the steep mountains surrounding it, the land was beautiful, and as he followed his father to what seemed to be the heart of the clan the amazement in his eyes only grew when he saw the people up close, well closer than before, they were creating a crowd in the air, people talking flight to see the runaways, once they landed the crowd didn’t lessen nor did the noise.

Some people, warriors, started pounding their chest yipping and calling as Neteyam and Aonung got off Sikra, finally getting to touch land again.

It was only a few more moment before everyone was off the Ikran and grouped together. Then the crown started to calm and part creating a path for a group of people came through elders, whispering among themselves, not yet getting close enough to contact the new navi.

Neteyam went to the front as the eldest of his siblings, standing with his parents, greeting the elders in front of him “I see you”, as he makes the gesture with his hand to show good faith, though they stayed unmoving, until he heard it, another call, this one alone, and ringing throughout the crowd, a clearing was made even the elders parting to make room and bowing their heads, it was an older man around his dad and Tonowaris age as well as a woman next to him, they were Tsahik and Olo’eyktan they landed, harsh eyes landing on the navi. He seemed to frown, but not in a way that made Neteyam think he disapproved.

“what could possibly bring forrest and sea people to these mountains?” he aims the question at the two couples, “we seek uturu, a home, we have been driven away by sky people, forced to flee to protect our clans, we will learn your ways best we can, we will make ourselves useful, we simply ask that you teach us.”, Tonowari spoke with emotion and confidence, trying to show this man the hardships that have brought them here.

The Tsahik was unlike his grandmother and Ronal and any other he had seen during clan meetings or trips to other clans his father had taken him on, she wore a top made of feathers that matched the ones attached to her, they were arranged in a way that came up and covered her neck, she had similar pieced decorating her wrists and ankles.

She came up to them getting close her eyes blazing across Neteyam’s skin and moving to his brother, she grasped his Hand lifting it up to inspect it “you are deformed” she stated looking to his brother before once again moving on, as she went around inspecting the families the Olo’eyktan continued to speak with the past leaders, “you all are made for the Forrest and sea how will you adapt to us, you have no wings and your pets will not be of good use, they will not be able to replicate our wings, you do not have our gifts, you are utterly useless here” the man was harsh challenging our will to be here, his father spoke once again “ well be weavers, crafters, gatherers, healers, we will make ourselves useful.” His father spoke with certainty in his voice, which is when someone new joins the crowd.

Taha’ Ewna Neteyam would come to know, she flew over with a grace he had never seen, she wore clothes similar to Tsahik, with feathers in her garments and decorating her head, Neteyam was enthralled, she was different from any Navi he’d seen before, so we’re her people, her wings were huge, they must’ve been the length of two of him, and he was tall, somewhere between his father and Tonowari, her skin was smooth and glowed in the sun, she cheeks were sharp peaks on her face and her eyes piercing green, like the leaves of a tree. This must’ve been how Lo’ak felt when he saw Tsireya , as she came beside Olo’eyktan most likely her father and her eyes landed in him his thoughts stoped as her eyes met his , he once again said the greeting and spoke the words, at least he think he did, he felt his brother nudge him before the Tsahik spoke, “ we will grant uturu to you, and you will be taught our ways” the whole group seems to let out a breath, relief.

“My daughter will show you to your homes,” the girl looked over and gave them a friendly smile before she took a step closer to them, “hello, I am Taha’ Ewna, bring your Ikran so I may show you your new homes.”

As she lead them through the village there were many who gawked, unlike the Metkayina, who had hid their children, the newly discovered clan allowed the children to be curious only stopping them so they wouldn’t over step, she showed Tonowari and his family to their home first, it was cave type quarters carved to act as a home to navi, and it wasn’t a long walk before she showed the Sully’s their new home, “I hope your first impressions of the clan were good ones, we have never had outside navi anywhere near the mountains let alone welcomed to the clan, so I hope you can forgive out ignorance if we showed any” as she spoke she wore a kind smile to show she was genuine, “tomorrow me and others will come to collect you so that you may start to learn our ways, until then hope you settle nicely in your new home.”, she bowed her head before leaving and the Sully’s were left to unpack, but Neteyam still couldn’t stop thinking about her.

It probably mid but I hope you guys like it 💋

The original Navi

This is smth that popped in my head so I figured I show you guys and see what you think, lmk if you want more 💋

Full chapter

In the days of first song the Tsyal na’vi were born, the first of eywas children, much like they’re brothers and sisters of today they have blue skin and black hair, however they were not built for the trees or the water they were crafted for the skies, with horns that reach for the clouds and wings that cary them across the skies. As they grew and evolved, so did theyre curiosity, wandering to all points of eywa’eveng and across eons they adapted, most trading theyre wings for tails, shifting from the highest of mountains, to the depths of the sea, and the dense of the Forrest, but with this adaption the Tsyal were forgotten through the years, theyre stories stopped being told, they’re tales forgotten in time, a myth in some clans at most.

Though now that the war was brought to the sea clans the sullys aswell as the metekayina family that gifted them uturu, decided to run, this time farther, not just a days travel, but nearly a weeks worth, towards the end they were met with dense mountains, and then they found a tribe of navi, with wings, and they learn about and fall in love with the Tsyal people, the original navi.

Scrapped TigerSeal Idea, But Cute Stand Alone.

  "One thing about me..." Tsireya hummed as she thought of a fact about her that not even her brother knew. This game was rather difficult, as Lo'ak had explained to her earlier. It was meant for more sky people friends to get to know each other better, as they don't spend nearly as much time with each other as Na'vi get to. But, it was a challenge she was more than willing to take if it meant she got to spend time with the Sully siblings. She had gotten to learn some interesting things so far, and a couple of things about her brother that she didn't know before, "Is that I dislike sea grass wraps on my feet."  

    "But your hands and face are fine?" Rotxo leans his head forward to stare at her incredulously. It was true, that she enjoyed caring for her body, proper amounts of sleep, strict balances of different foods, and she did put a lot of effort into caring for her skin.  But her feet? She was revolted at letting anything touch her feet. 

    "Yes, of course," She felt a bashful giggle work out of her. She supposed that was the point of the game, expressing things about yourself that you normally wouldn't, so others can learn about you. Even the silly little things. 

    "But that is the best part!" Neteyam blinked at her, his arm finally out of the awful sling. A small scar rose above the rest of his skin, lying not too far away from his heart. "Resting your tired feet from a day of proper labor?" 

    Tsireya couldn't help herself from blanching. Nope, nope, nope, she could feel the sogging plant between her toes already. Her stomach twisted in response to the thought. 

    "Absolutely not." She crinkled her nose. "Let's move away from the subject of feet, your turn!" She looked up to the rock the tawtute had perched himself on. She found it a little odd how he always was on top of things, but Tuk told her that's just how Spider was. Granted that wasn't the only thing...unique about the young male. However, Tsireya found herself enjoying Spider's company. He was thoughtful and open to the world, similar to Lo'ak and Kiri. He held a kind and protective demeanor, an observant eye like Neteyam. He was just as playful as Tuk. So she couldn't say all sawtute were bad, or good, she could tell that Spider was a child of Ewya, which made him a friend of hers. 

    "One thing about me is that my name means war relief or soldier's relief." He smiled as glanced over the group. Tsireya could feel her ears pricked which her curiosity. His name meant that? She didn't know sky people names had meaning. 

    "Hold up Monkey boy, when did you learn that?" Kiri twisted her head over her to glance at her brother. Her eyes held a serious intent. Tsireya noted the surprise from the rest of the Suli siblings. 

    "Yeah bro, when did you learn that?" Lo'ak placed a hand on Tsireya's knee as he leaned forward to look around her. 

    "Spi-ter means war relief?" Ao'nung's tongue was a little thick on the other's name, well, all theirs were. The other teen's name was definitely not Na'vi. The syllables and sounds just didn't sound right together. Thus she often, like her brother and friend frequently butched his name just a little. Tsireya, did feel bad about it. 

    "Ah...No" Spider rubbed the back of his head. He rolled his head side to side with his shoulder swaying as well, his five fingers almost touching each other as his upturned palms were held close to his body. Tsireya had deduced the movement as an unsure body gesture, she had only seen Toruko Makto, and the dreamwalker that visited after the Battle at Three Brothers do it before.

    "So, Spider isn't actually my name, it's a nickname." Tsireya needed to blink, she had been staring for a bit too long. His name wasn't Spider? "My name is Miles Javier Socorro, but rarely anyone uses my middle name." His name was Meilys? 

    "Now I'm confused, why don't you use your real name?" Rotxo folded his arms and looked at Spider with some skepticism. Tsireya could understand. It was a lot to take in. Why wasn't his family name Tshaka? or Tsykeitan?  What was a middle name? 

    "So I'm adopted like Kiri, and my birth parents died in the battle of Hallelujah Mountains," Kiri was nodding along, however, Tsireya noticed how Kiri's face went solemn. Tsireya glanced at Lo'ak for some type of answer. Yet his face was drawn tight as well, his eyes downcast at the rock below them. Tsireya was hoping that Neteyam would be more upbeat, but his face was hard, ear pinned back with distaste. 

    "They were bad people though, they attacked the Na'vi. I was only a week old at the time. My Dad, or at least his memories, were put into a dreamwalker's body. He's the one who led the burning of the Anerui village, and the hunt against the Tulkun and the one who held you hostage on the ship." Spider's voice grew quiet. He was ashamed. "His name is Miles." 

    "Miles means war, doesn't it?" Neteyam spoke, his eyes trained on Spider's folded, defeated-looking body. Like just telling them that had exhausted him.  Spider nodded languidly.

    "Miles is from the dead language called Latin, it technically means solider or warrior, but it's been so well associated with war, that it can be used as the word in some cases." Tsireya's mouth was dry and hot. Who could find war so beautiful, that one would name a baby after it?

    "My mother's name, Paz Soccorro, in Espanol, her...tribe's native language," Spider glanced at Ao'nung and gave a weak smile, Tsireya felt something in her chest untwist as Ao'nung gave his own reassuring smile back. When had she started feeling sick? "Means Peace relief." 

    "War and peace, huh?" Lo'ak barked with a disbelieving laugh. Tsireya could share the sediment. That was truly ironic. 

    "What does Quaritch mean Spider?" Kiri asked, her voice wobbling from the topic of the nightmare that made their family flee their home. Spider sighed, how could Tsireya feel his saddened soul from one gust of breath? His family name, his ancestors, had cursed him by giving his name to be of violence. 

    "Quaritch is thought to be of Slovak origin, which means a smith, or a special maker of something," Spider rolled and rested his back on the rock. His face was no longer visible to her, but Tsireya was certain that Miles, (Spider?) wasn't proud. His tongue flicked the sky people's word out easily before returning to the mother's tongue. 

    "So his name would be war maker," Rotxo concluded. Tsireya rubbed her thumb between her fingers. Sawtute names had meaning, deep meaning, it spoke of their ancestors and their actions. 

    "What does Tsykek's name mean?" Tsireya found herself asking before she could stamp the thought down. Spider sat up and glanced at her. 

    "His full name is Jacob, Jake is his nickname. And it means to follow, or one who seizes. Some believe that it means deceiver. It's Hebrew, the language I mean." Tsireya watched Lo'ak jaw relax and open. His enchanting eyes were wide as he gazed at his older brother. 

    "Does dad have a middle name too?" 

    "It's Oscar." Spider grinned as Lo'ak started cackling, and Tsireya found herself laughing along with them. As much as she respected the warrior, sky people names sounded awfully silly. 

    "Kiri, your turn!" 

"One thing about me..." 

I wanted to upload these images of Lo'ak and Tsireya holding hands... he wanted them to become Canon

I love these fanart of Lo'ak and Tsireya with Metkayina tattoos if they remember the end of the Avatar movie: The Way of Water became Metkayina permanently, I like Lo'ak and Tsireya as the future leaders of the clan

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Tsireya x Reader where the reader is from the Omaticaya Clan. They like each other but they are scared of Ronals reaction.

Or

Tsireya x Lo’ak where their relationship blooms after the war.

Either one is fine thank you😝

“Afraid” || Avatar,TWOW

Synopsis:you and your family arrive to seek safely from the Metkayina clan. During your stay,you’ve started seeing one of the locals in a different way..

Warnings: Theres fluff at the beginning, but at the end it’s angst!

Notes: I didn’t know which gender you would prefer. So I made the reader Gender Neutral! Thank you for the request anon! 💛

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You and Tsireya are both 18 years old!

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You and your family left your home to seek safety away from the Sky people. It was sad leaving your home,but you knew it was for the best to keep your family safe. You didn’t exactly know where you all were going to go but it seemed like your father did.

You all traveled through eclipse and through storm. Your Ikran was getting tired of flying but then you say ahead a place which looked like…a reef? You didn’t know what exactly your father has lead you all here for so you were just confused. When you all were approaching you saw the people of the clan. Which they look very different from what you were used to seeing.

You landed on the island and all of their clan all of a sudden showed up. Their faces were kind of giving us mixed signals. Some were looking like they were confused,while others gave looks of disapproval. You all landed your Ikrans on the sandy shore and as you all got off,your father being the first to step foot on the land walked towards the people with his hands raised as if to show peace.

The locals kept staring and after a few minutes you’ve gotten uncomfortable but luckily your older brother Neteyam saw your discomfort and stood beside you to shield you from their eyes. You look around the place trying to take it all in when your eyes landed on something in the water.

It seemed to be a person, a beautiful one in fact. You were starting at her for awhile as she moved out of the water,it was so hard to take you eyes off of her. As she fully came out of the water the two of you made eye contact for a few seconds. “Hey” you said with a small smile. You tried to wave at her but your brother smacked your hand down as the Olo’eyktan showed up.

All she did in return was giggle at you and smile and you couldn’t help but feel all giddy inside as you watch your father and the Olo’eyktan talk. In the middle of their conversation a woman showed up, dressed in more finer clothes so she had to the Tsahik. After a while your father and the clan leader finally decided that you and your family would stay with the clan..as long as you all adapt.

He mentioned that his son & daughter will assist you all along the way. “My children, Ao’nung and Tsireya will be assisting your children to adapt to the water.” Then you looked to his side and there she was. You finally caught her name and smiled to yourself. It was a very beautiful name suited for her. “Come! I will show you our village.” She looked very excited to help us. You could just tell You’ll have a good time with her during all this.

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It has been a few weeks of being with the Metkayina and you and your siblings have been learning well. Recently Tsireya has been giving you longing looks,staring a little too long at you. You obviously noticed a few times since she wasn’t even trying to be secretive about it. Don’t get me wrong, you have a HUGE crush on her,but your not as obvious.

There was one thing you had trouble with during your lessons that you just couldn’t get right and you were frustrated. Your breathing was still off and you couldn’t be under water as long as your siblings because of it.

Tsireya noticed that you weren’t following them under water the she looked up and there were your legs still in the water. She swam up next to you while you were still catching your breath. “Are you okay? Do you need any help?” She looked at you with her eyebrow muscles moving upward in question.

“No! I keep trying to get used to the breathing technique and it keeps failing!” Your lips pout for a moment and Tsireya giggles at this wit her hand up to her mouth. “It is fine. I will help you. How about tonight? I’m free then.” She looked at you in question again. You took this as your opportunity to make your move on her.

You were occupying yourself with things to do until it became eclipse. You were making a necklace for Kiri, you’ve seen her looking at these crystals in the ocean so you’ve gotten some for her. You hid the necklace under a blanket and headed out of your Marui.

You walked a long the shore for a while and soon enough,you saw her on a rock in the waters. So you swam up to her smiling and she gave you a warm smile back. You pulled your self on the rock and sat criss crossed.

“We will start with you lesson now.” She said as she gently put her hand on your stomach and chest. “Breathe in slowly.” You feel your heart beat faster because of how close she is to your face. “Your heart rate is very fast. Calm down.” Smiling gently you nodded as if determined.

You tried to slow your heart beat down but it failed. She looked up at you in your eyes without saying anything. It was like a silent plea she gave you and before you two know it your kissing in the middle of the night. Her hand on your waist and your hand behind her neck to pull her closer to you.

Unfortunately,you had to part ways to breathe. You looked at each other with so much adoration for each other. “I will see you tomorrow at our lessons.” She smiled at your brightly and swam back to shore in no time. You waited for her to leave before you sighed like you were in love. After a while of waiting you swam back to shore and walked to your family’s Marui.

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Over the next few days you and Tsireya have been doing that often. Even during the lessons, kissing behind huge rocks or coral reefs you name it. Both of your parents hav been suspicious of you two lately,seeing a change in your behaviors.

So, all four of them met up late at night to have a discussion about you two. “Do you think something is going on between them? They’ve both been acting the exact same, all giggly and happy.” Your mother said with a worries look on her face.

Tonowari sighed and said “I do think something is going on, the behavior was just so sudden.” Tonowari seemed more calm about this situation, meanwhile Ronal is not having it. She believed Tsireya needs to distractions during her Tsahik training and you were clearly on of them.

“I think we should keep that away from each other.” All of the parents look at her to continue. “It won’t be temporary, just until Tsireya becomes Tsahik in my place..I cannot have her having any distractions from that.” With a stern look on all of their faces they agree and nod their heads.

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You and tsireya have been distant from each other lately. Nothing bad was going on between the two of you,but your tasks were just keeping you apart. You still try and make time for each other but it was never long, only a few minutes.

While you and Tsireya were walking past each other she stopped you and whispered in your ear “Come meet me at our spot tonight.” She said with a worried look. You nodded and kept walking ahead wondering what she was so worried about.

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Surprisingly you swam to the rock first this time getting there before her. Usually she was always there before you. Hmm. Somethings definitely wrong. Sooner or later she shows up and apologizes for being late. “What did you need to discuss? When you came to me you seemed worried. What is wrong?” She sighed and looked down at her fingers.

“I don’t think we should do.. this anymore.” She gestures to you and her. Did she not like you anymore? Why would she do this? ”Why? Have I don’t something wrong? I promise I’ll fix it-” “No! it is not you. It is our parents. I think they’re onto us and..to my mother, becoming the Tsahik after her means everything to her. I don’t want to let her down.” Looking down, you understand want she meant, she thought you were being a distraction towards her and her goal.

“But just know,during anything ____ I see you.” She said witha genuine face but it was also full with hurt. “I see you Tsireya” you sniffled slightly and tried to give your best smile to her only to fail.

It hurt your heart knowing that you won’t be able to be together because of that,but you respect her and her wishes with a silent nod and tears coming down your face slowly. You got up and swam back to shore. “____! Wait!” She yelled after you but you just kept walking. Wiping your tears away.

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The days after that, you and Tsireya never talked about anything other than the lessons it was something she forgot to show you all because it slipped her mind..because during that time she was with you.

You never look her way anymore. Never thought about her more than a helping guide on how to live there. The same goes for her, she is trying to keep her reputation up,& being with someone? Was not on the table.

I guess that’s just how it was going to be from now on..

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Hello!! My first Angst story! I hope it was good enough for your tastes! My hands are really tired from writing,since I write all of my “stories” in just one time period. 😅

Hey guys!! Recently I’ve had writers block, and I don’t have any new ideas to write. I’ve been wanting to write for some of the other characters like Lo’ak,Ao’nung.

Or even some of the adults like Neytiri and Jake 🤷🏾‍♀️. Please send any requests that you may want from the fandom I’m currently working with (Avatar:TWOW)!

Neteyam x Vitiligo Metkayina! Reader

Part 2

Pronouns: she/ her

Neteyam’s pov

I sighed and just kept walking until I see ____ at the spot we were supposed to meet at, I saw her sitting by the shore line and I started to pick up my pace. I have the bracelet in hand, nervous to give it to her. I don’t know what her reaction will be to it. Maybe she won’t like it? Maybe she’ll pretend she does then leaves it to someone else? I don’t know, but I’m going to test my luck and see.

Once I’m close enough to her I tap her shoulder lightly to get her attention. She was kinda startled as she jumped at little, but she calmed down when she realized it was me. “Hey” I Said a little nervous. “Hey Neteyam, how are you?” She asked while still looking at the waters. “ I’m doing just fine actually. How are you?” I asked raising and eyebrow. “Stressed.” She said as she sighed afterwards, and looked at the sand. I looked at her in question, I guess she could see my confusion as she looked at me and said “ My mother has been putting a lot of pressure on me as of late.” Her eyebrows are furrowed together as she continues. “ It has been stressing me out, all of the spiritual stuff that she is trying to teach me, just doesn’t make any sense anymore.”

She looks as if she’s about to cry at any moment now. I feel saddened at this, and said “ Hey, if it makes you feel any better my father puts a lot of stress on me to be the next leader of the Omatikaya. It’s not easy,but it’s a very important job and the people need a new leader when my father has finished his reign.” I said as I put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She looks up at me with almost teary eyes and looked in my eyes deeply. We’ve made eye contact for a few seconds before we started to lean in and almost on cue, Ao’nung has came to get ____ for their mother. We pulled away fast and she looked a little embarrassed while I made an awkward cough. She sighed “ Well, I have to go. I’ll see you soon alright? Thank you for comforting me.” She smiled lightly as she walked away with her brother who gave a glare as the walked away. I could only roll my eyes and look back at the water. Then I remembered I didn’t get to give her my gift.

Y/n’s pov

I felt kind of frustrated at my brother for interrupting the moment between me and Neteyam on the beach you could call it. I don’t know particularly why I felt this way. It felt like we were about to kiss, and the setting was just right with the sun setting behind us. I’ll ask my sister about it later, I don’t know if I could say that.. I like him. Yeah, I’ll just ask her for safe measures.

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After the meeting I had with my mother I immediately try to find Tsireya. I looked at the first place I know she would be, in the water and there she was,but I see her with Lo’ak. Their time is gonna have to be cut short as I started walking to the water. “Tsireya!” I called out the first time. I guess she didn’t hear me so I called out to her again “ Tsireya!”. This time she turned her head to look my way. I motioned her over to where I was so I could ask her. “ Yes sister? What do you need?” She asked politely, she was always the sweetest out of the 3 of us. “ I need to talk about something with you. It’s very important.” I say in a hurry. She looked kind of worried as she looked at me but she waved off to Lo’ak and started walking with me.

The moon was shining brightly behind us when she asked “What is it? Did something happen?” She asked. “Actually.. yes.” I said hesitantly. She nodded for me to go on. “Let’s sit somewhere first.” I look over to some places to sit while we talk and she nodded her head again.

“So?” She asked curiously. I sighed as I went all in “ Today while me and Neteyam were spending time together at the shore, I felt..something.” she nodded for me to continue so I did “ Then we almost kissed toe what it seemed like. Lately I’ve been feeling this weird feeling, like every time I see him I get all nervous and I have butterflies in my stomach and my hands get all sweaty.I’ve been feeling that way just a few days after him & his family arrived here.” I said. “What does that all mean, sister?” I asked impatiently.

She laughs a little and I looked at her confused for a moment. “What’s so funny?” I asked confusingly “Nothing its just-” she started laughing again. I groaned and said “ Just spit it out already!” “Those feelings older sister, mean that you might or most likely have a crush on him.” She giggled at me. I sat there shocked, I’ve never really liked anyone before. Mostly because the boys from my clan never really liked me because of the way my skin looked, but that’s fine. “Okay.. thank you for telling me.” She nodded and we both headed back to our Marui for the night.

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The next morning I saw Neteyam, now that I know what these feelings that I have for him are.. I get nervous. What if he doesn’t like me back because of the way I look, just like all the other boys? Or what if he just doesn’t like me in the way? All these thoughts were in my head all at once to the point that I didn’t even see where I was going until I bumped into Neteyam.

Neteyam’s pov

This morning I woke up with determination. I’ve realized that all this time and all the signs were showing me that I desperately like ____. Today was going to be the day tagt I tell her. As well as give her the bracelet, but in my free time I’ve made her something else as well. It’s a necklace, similar to what my mother has and the first bead is from when I’m going to give it to her. A first memory if you will…that’s if she accepts it. I was walking through the beach until I bumped into someone “ I’m so sorry!” They cried out. I looked down and there she was muttering apologies.

Then she looks up at me and then stops. “Oh. It’s just you, Neteyam.” She says bluntly. “Yeah, it’s just me.” I said laughing at the look she gave me when she realized it was me she bumped into. “Hey, can we talk for a moment?” I asked her, the she nodded and we started walking together. “I have some gifts for you.” I said as I showed her the bra tabs necklace that I’ve made her. “Gifts? Thank you. I appreciate them.” She says with a small smile,but also in a monotone voice. Before she could say something else I stopped her in her tracks and said “ And I have something to tell you.” She looked up at me in confusion but also nodding for me to continue. I sighed and said

“I like you.”