Set Your Heart Ablaze

I'm a huge Demon Slayer fan writing about James Cameron's Avatar... go figure.

[realfunfan]

🌊Avatar: The Way of Water Masterlist🌊

My masterlist of all things Avatar related! Fics of Mo'teya will be featured here.

Mo’teya gets picked on and stood up for.

Mo'teya angst (getting picked on pt 2)

 Neteyam lives

 Mo’teya’s first crush

Mo'teya's Nightmare Pt 1

Scooby Doo this shit, dawg

I Will Always Fight for You(Tonight)

[realfunfan]

I'm BAaaAaack!

As I have now finally gotten internet in my apartment, my request are open if anyone has any!

I will release a one-shot of Neteyam and Mo'teya later tonight and plan to be online for the next few hours.

Have a question? Ask! Have a headcanon or idea? Let's talk about it!

Thank you so much for your guy's patience and support!!

@Mashiromochi

@unofficial-journalist

@eternallyvenus

@carolinemacher

@liyahsocorro 

[realfunfan]

I think it's a wonderful idea the na'vi oc x reader I love it (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤. I am eager to see what you are gonna write <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

Thank you! I'm excited to see how it goes, too! I'm still in the middle of getting my internet put into my new apartment, so I'm using the free wifi at my local coffee shop and it's not great. I am hoping to get it back this weekend tho!

[realfunfan]

Hello

Now that Avatar is out in digital, are you going to keep on writing Mo’teya’s story or are you bored with the fandom? I’ve seen some authors address the fact that the fandom is dying out and not many people are interested in reading or writing, so I wanted to know if that was the case with you. Completely understandable if you’re no longer inspired and won’t keep writing this, it was just a really good story that I’ve been looking forward to. This is also me wanting to let you know that I rally appreciate your work. Love ya

So, I know I've been MIA for a hot minute, but I AM COMING BACK! YAYY! I've been in the middle of moving across the country and it has been an adventure, let me tell ya. I am totally continuing Eywa Blessed and all the rest of my short stories. I am hoping to make an update very soon when my internet fully comes back! Thank you so much!

[liyahsocorro]

nothing too loose,right? | [P.1]

warning: hinted daddy issues , idk , trauma? mabye but that’s more oncoming idrk this is my first time writing lol😭

“nothing too loose, right?” you reassured yourself.

“nothing too loose, babygirl” he promises you. As you close your eyes holding on the the locket around your neck. bringing some what comfort

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“daddy! , look what i caught , look at what me and JJ found !”you screamed as you ran around looking for your dad. “hey baby what did you find?” finding himself interested in whatever you caught “look!” you say showing him the rusty key you and JJ had found on the shore. “Wow kiddo , ain’t that an artefact , atta girl! my little brave warrior” he says as he slowly ruffs his hand through your hair. you giggle at his action with a beaming smile. “I’m going back to J now, bye daddy” you go on your tip toes leaning on the arm rest of his wheel chair planting a small kiss on his lips before running off as you scream “Love you !” as he chuckles too himself before whispering too himself “i love you too , babygirl”.

what went wrong?.

it was all so perfect.

was it me?

did i drive him away?

“Holy shit.” you say feeling numb from being asleep for 6 years guess they really weren’t lying about the side effects.

slowling opening your cryo capsule feeling nauseous and dizzy you push yourself out letting yourself float in the air.

“Y/N!!” kiara squeals wrapping her arms around your neck sending you back a-bit in the air. “Kie” you slowly chuckle too yourself “missed you too girl” slowly looking back seeing she hasn’t aged a bit over the 6 years. As you two look for your lockers you hear the voice you missed the most

“Y/N?”

A/N: BROO THIS IS IT BUT ITS NOT THE BEST I TRIED I PROMISE ITLL GET BETTER AS IT GOES ON BUT YEAHH HERE IT IS !!!

[edbaebae]

This tweet totally describes me

[cultemis]

TWEETS WHILE BEING FRIENDS WITH AVATAR CHARACTERS (multiple !) part two three

content — implied neteyam x gn!reader and lo'ak x tsireya. i see these on tiktok and they crack me tf up so i made my own bc i don't feel like writing. the idea of tuk having twitter but under neytiris name bc she basically stole the account is making me laugh. nba yb!loak stan bc i think that shit is funny lol

[realfunfan]

While I'm waiting for The Way of Water to come out and get into Eywa Blessed....

Should I do a Na'vi x human trope???

....should I do a Na'vi oc x reader? I've never done one before and would love to try.

...should I?

Mashiromochi

@unofficial-journalist

@eternallyvenus

@carolinemacher

@liyahsocorro 

[upperranktwo]

☆Gifset Per Episode - Kimetsu No Yaiba☆

S01EP23 - Hashira Meeting 

[jakexneytiri]

na’vi language i would love to see being used in fics:

yawntutsyìp - darling, little loved one

yawne - beloved

tìyawn - love

‘awsiteng- together

yawnetu / yawntu - loved one, lover, beloved person

atan - light, source of illumination

syulang - flower

muntxate - wife, female spouse

muntxatan - husband, male spouse

txe’lan - heart

tsamsiyu - warrior

oeyä - my (possessive)

sevin - pretty (mainly for female)

sayrìp - handsome, good looking

lor - beautiful, pleasant to the senses

yuey - beautiful (inner beauty)

narlor - beautiful visually

tsawke - sun

oare - moon

letsranten - important

tanhì - star, bioluminescent freckle

hì'i - small, little

flrr - gentle, mild, tender

tìmuntxa - mating, marriage

kalin - sweet to the taste

paskalin - honey (term of endearment)

tstew - brave

mowan - pleasing, enjoyable (physically, sexually)

manga - hey, hey you

nga - you

ngatsyìp - little you, you little

fahew - smell

onlor - good smelling

lu - be, am, is, are

source:

Dict-Na'vi.com Mobile

[writing-makes-me-human]

⭐️Masterlist⭐️

-(UPDATED 14th FEB 2023 <3)-

COMING SOON: 

- I POST ONCE OR TWICE A WEEK <3

- Aonung Oneshot (Requested) x 6

- A Rotxo Oneshot (Requested) x 1

KEY:

 ❇ = Old writing

( ͡🔥 ͜ʖ ͡🔥) = I’m not part of this fandom anymore

🫡 = Smut or sexual

NOTES:

-✨ALL OF MY WRITING IS SELF INSERT UNLESS LABELLED OTHERWISE✨

- Most of my fluff writing has no gendered terms but the smut does, I do sometimes unintentionally use she/her, tell me and I’ll tag the work

-REQUESTS WELCOME <3

- THIS IS A POLL FOR IF I SHOULD HAVE THE READER IN Charming Killers HAVE AN AVATAR BODY. PLEASE VOTE? XX

⇊ NEWEST ARRIVALS! ⇊ 

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✰AVATAR WAY OF WATER✰

★¸.•☆•.¸★ 🄰🄾🄽🅄🄽🄶: ★⡀.•☆•.★

–TRIAL BY WATER:

Aonung X Reader: Trial By Water

Aonung X Reader: Trial By Water Part 2

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–LOVE AND GUESTS:

Aonung X Reader: Love And Guests,   🫡

Love and Guests Part Two, 🫡

Love and Guests Part Three, 🫡

Love and Guests Part Four,

Love and Guests Part Five,🫡

Love and Guests Part Six,

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★¸.•☆•.¸★ 🄽🄴🅃🄴🅈🄰🄼: ★⡀.•☆•.★

–CHARMING KILLER:

Neteyam X Reader: Charming Killer

Neteyam X Reader: Charming Killer 2

Neteyam X Reader: Charming Killer 3🫡

Neteyam X Reader: Charming Killer 4

Neteyam X Reader: Charming Killer 5

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ᏖᎧᎷ ᏂᏗᏒᎴᎽ ᏟᏂᏗᏒᏗᏟᏖᏋᏒ ᎧᏁᏋ-ᏕᏂᎧᏖ: ❇(  ͡🔥 ͜ʖ ͡🔥)

Forrest-x-reader

Tommy-Conlon-x-reader

Eames-x-reader

Reggie-kray-x-reader

───  ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅  ───

ᎷᎥᏟᏦᏋᎽ ᎷᎥᏝᏦᎧᏉᎥᏟᏂ ᎧᏁᏋ-ᏕᏂᎧᏖᏕ:❇( ͡🔥 ͜ʖ ͡🔥)

mickey-milkovich-x-reader: Chasing Men

mickey-milkovich-x-reader: Starving House Mouse

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ᏂᎧᏇ ᏖᏂᏋᎽ ᏒᏋᏗᏟᏖ…ᎽᎧᏬᏖᏬᏰᏋᏒ ᎧᏁᏋ-ᏕᏂᎧᏖᏕ: ❇ ( ͡🔥 ͜ʖ ͡🔥)

How they react to you being forgetful dark-anti-wilford

How you two get drunk-dark-wilford-anti

How they react when you get hurt-dark-wilford-anti

How they react to giving and receiving gifts-dark-wilford-anti

Wilford X Reader 🫡

Kinks And Sexual Preferences For Wilford, Dark and Anti  🫡

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ᏂᎧᏇ ᏖᏂᏋᎽ ᏒᏋᏗᏟᏖ…ᎷᏗᏒᏗᏬᎴᏋᏒᏕ ᏕᏋᏒᎥᏋᏕ:

How They React To You Moving On

How They React To Others Flirting With You

How They React To You Being A Death Eater

How They React To You With Tea

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ᎷᏗᏒᏗᏬᎴᏋᏒ ᏋᏒᏗ ᏕᏖᎧᏒᎥᏋᏕ: (not self insert)

The First Death-Eaters Were Kids

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[realfunfan]

I love the Charming Killer series!! Please check it out 🙏!

[realfunfan]

"Scooby Doo that shit, dawg"

Inspired by this tictok

Hanging out in the wood of Pandora was a normal thing for Na'vi children. Most would stay close to home, having a respectful fear of Pandora and her dangerous wildlife. Others, like the four oldest children of Jake Sully, preferred the wonders of the deep forest. Even with their human friend, Spider, the kids loved to get together and make their way to a beautiful pond or a hidden field of glowing flowers. Kiri especially loved to lay in patches of moss and take her 'Eywa naps' as Lo'ak called them. The three boys would shoot their bows and try and catch the biggest anything. Little Mo would sit and braid flower crowns or small beading projects her mom would help her start.

The children would be ok for the most part. It helped that all the kids had human-made com devices that allowed them to speak to each other through an earpiece and a choker. They even made a clicking device on Mo'teya's choker so she could be included in the conversation, too. They would spread out and hunt small game and even each other if they were bored enough. They were respectful of any and all creatures they came across, moving swiftly out of the way of talioang, and 'angtsìk. They would, safely, watch nantang packs move through the forest. All of the children had such wonderful memories of their adventures.

One story, in particular, stood out.

Four children stood on the bank of a large body of water, eyes scanning the deeper parts. They looked for many different types of fish species, calling out each by name. It was a contest between them, who was able to spot the most. Kiri was quickly taking the lead with several species. Spider sat closest to Kiri while Lo'ak quickly made the argument that they were cheating. "Bro, you're helping her!" Lo'ak waved his hands. "No, bro. You just suck. You can't say we're cheating every time she does better than you!" Spider laughed. As the two bickered, Neteyam was pointing out movement on the left side of the bank to Mo'teya.

"See that, little sister? It looks like a young tspìng." Nateyam pulled his sister close so she could see what he did. They watched a juvenile tsping, standing at about 8 feet tall, walk through the weeds of the bank. The animal's yellow-orange coloring stood out in the sun against the dark green of the flora. It walked with careful grace, eyes scanning the bank for anything small enough to eat.

Mo'teya was mesmerized as the animal leaned down and took a drink from the lake. Water dripped from its beak and it chomped like it had caught some prey. She watched the purple stripes ripple as it swallowed.

"What did you guys find?" Kiri crouched with her brother and sister, finally seeing the tsping. "Oh, it's beautiful," Kiri looked at Mo'teya, nodding. She nodded with her, saying, 'Very. Can we get closer?'

The two looked at their older brother, waiting for his say. Neteyam frowned and did their father's signature head tilt, unsure what to say. Tsping usually just ran away from Na'vi. The adults would scare tsping easily, but they were children. The creature was taller than all of them and as a juvenile, its behavior was unmanageable. Still, Neteyam wanted his sisters to enjoy all of Eywa's gifts. It also so happens his two little sisters were blessed by Eywa.

"Sure, we can get closer. But I need you two to stay close to me, do not make any sudden moves, ok?" Both girls nodded and smiled widely. Behind them, Lo'ak and Spider were jeering at each other, still arguing.

The three kids crawled through the thick flora, slowly moving weeds and tall grass out of their way. The tsping had not noticed them yet. It continued to graze and look out over the lake. Neteyam held up a fist to tell the girls to stop, waiting for the tsping to dip its head again. 'Ok, here is close enough,' Neteyam rolled onto his side to talk to the girls. Both nodded and eased onto their stomachs, silently cheering as the tsping walked a little closer. The scene was beautiful, with the sunlight dancing on the water. The kids pressed close together, watching.

"Neteyyamm! Kiiiiri!"

Lo'ak and Spider's loud voices sang into the air, causing the tsping's head to dart their way. It made a screech while flapping the little wings at its side. All three kids flinched farther into the grass. 'Do not move,' Mo'teya made clicks on her com. They held their breath as the tsping stalked closer to Spider's shouts. As soon as it walked past, Neteyam got up into a crouch. "No, no. Wait," He whispered when Mo tried to get up. He watched the tsping continue to stalk before letting out a warning call.

Lo'ak looked up at Neteyam's call, eyes scanning for his brother. "Where are they?" Spider asked, waving his arms. Lo'ak shrugged. "I don't know, bro. They didn't leave." He didn't see his siblings walk back to the Ikran who stood not far away, snoozing. Where could they have gone?

Suddenly, a loud screech made Spider jump to his left. Lo'ak grabbed his shoulder, pulling him to his side. A tsping standing at about 8 feet tall, rushed them. "Shit, bro, run!" Spider yelled as they took off into the woods.

They ran past tall trees and thick bushes, scaring away plants and bugs. They even jumped tall roots and crawled under logs and between stones. The tsping did not let up. Lo'ak tripped for a moment before reaching out and grabbing a rock. "Fuck, cuz!" Lo'ak screamed when the tsping tried to bite Spider. He dropped to his knees, dodging the bite, but falling behind Lo'ak. Spider ended up pinned to a tree, mask fogging up from his heaving breaths.

The tsping ran at Spider, mouth open, ready to clamp on when Kiri jumped out from behind the tree, hissing and spitting. She launched a rock and it hit the animal on the beak, making it stop. It shook its head in pain. She didn't waste any time grabbing Spider and dragging him away.

Neteyam ran past the tsping, going straight for Lo'ak. After grabbing him, he yelled, "Are you ok, yeah?" Lo'ak nodded, still panting too heavily to speak. "Ok, run. Run!" Neteyam pushed him as the tsping got its bearings. It darted after the brothers, snapping at their heels.

Mo'teya clicked on her com, telling everyone to climb the trees, get up off the ground. If the tsping could follow them up there, then Eywa help them. But they needed to try. She wrapped her hands around a strong vine and pulled herself up. "We are in a tree. Mo, we're to your left." Kiri waved to her sister. She held onto Spider's arm tightly, leaving bruises. They both heaved, eyes and ears waiting for a message from the boys.

Mo'teya clicked back, telling them she was also in a safe spot. She didn't get a reply from either of her brothers, and it worried her a bit. They would be ok, right? If shown any real aggression, tsping should run away. Plus, Lo'ak and Neteyam were armed. They could defend each other.

"Are you guys ok?" Neteyam was gasping for air, his throat burning. Everyone else responded, but Lo'ak's was a little shaky. "Where are you?" Spider tried peaking through the leaves, but couldn't see Lo'ak. "Safe, in a bush," he replied.

Kiri slapped a hand on Spider's shoulder, pointing to a faint blue figure in the bushes across some logs. It wasn't Lo'ak she was pointing at, though.

Lo'ak waved to Kiri, showing she was pointing in the right direction. He didn't hear the tsping stalking him. "Turn around!" Kiri yelled. Lo'ak just shook his head and waved harder. "I did, it's not following me. It's not following me." He smiled, feeling smart. He hoped that tsping was mad as hell, not being able to catch him.

A twig snapped behind him and Lo'ak slowly turned, coming face to face with the tsping. "It is following me," he whispered into the com.

Kiri cackled, arms around her stomach as Lo'ak screeched and jumped out the bush. She laughed with Spider, both of them clinging to each other as to not fall out the tree. He dodged the tsping once more, passing by Neteyam, who slapped his hands on his legs, doubled over as he tried to hold his laugh. He was the older brother and should be protecting Lo'ak. But it was too amusing. "Oh," he laughed, wiping away tears.

Mo'teya clasped both hands over her mouth, choking on the breath. She wanted to laugh so bad, but also was worried for Lo'ak. 'I can see you' she clicked out. Finally, after Lo'ak cussed the tsping out after it tripped, she let go of her mouth and laughed so hard, she choked.

Spider leaned farther out onto a branch, peeking down at Lo. He was running in diagonal lines, making sharp turns and hiding under things, only to be found. Just one big blue blurry thing. It reminded Spider of the old Earth cartoon Jake and the lab guys had shown the kids. "Scooby Doo this shit, dawg!" Spider of howled.

Lo'ak had enough, running towards the tree Mo'teya was in. "Pull me up!" He screams, latching onto the vines Mo used. She pulled with all their little body, still screaming with laughter. When her brother was up and safe, she hugged him. He returned the hug, muttering, "It's so fast, it's so fast, it's so fast."

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Mashiromochi

@unofficial-journalist

@eternallyvenus

@carolinemacher

@liyahsocorro

[realfunfan]

Mo'teya's Nightmare Pt 1

This image is from Google

This fic does have some warnings. Bits of Mo'teya's torture at the hands of humans are described, A scene does contain being tied down, having medical procedures done, and pain. If such things bother you skip the nightmare between the ****. More ***** will follow so you can pick up after. The rest of the story should make sense without reading the nightmare part. Please be safe.

Words: 1896 this is a big one

Deep in the jungle of Pandora, under the light provided by the nearby flora, a family of seven settled. Four children lay in a pile, tangled and whispering to each other. Neteyam, the oldest and biggest, was at the bottom. He held his younger brother and two little sisters in his arms, kinda. Lo’ak was on his left, a small head on his brother’s arm. He didn't often sleep on his brother, preferring his mom by far, but she was not available, so Neteyam was his second best. Kiri lay on his right, with Mo’teya in her arms between them. It was not uncommon to see Kiri cuddling her sister, especially if Lo’ak wanted to cuddle her first. Which was the case tonight. 

“I wanted to hold Mo,” Lo’ak pouted at his sister. His yellow eyes narrowed and his nose scrunched as Kiri stuck her tongue out, making a humming sound. Her grip tightened on Mo. The two fought over everything, so it was natural that they fight over their sister, who often had no say or objections. Neteyam sighed and ran a thumb over his sister's back. 

“Kiri, stop antagonizing him. Lo’ak, Mo is not a toy. She is your sister. Lay down and let her and me sleep.” Lo’ak huffed at his brother, who arched a would-be eyebrow. His tired brain was not in the mood for his dimwit brother’s attitude. ‘Lo’ak, please? I am trying to sleep,” Mo’teya signed clumsy in the air. She grunted and turned over, facing Neteyam instead of Kiri. She peeked over to Lo’ak who meet her ghastly gaze. The strange light in Mo’teya’s eyes didn’t intimidate her siblings anymore, but the risk of waking up to an act of well-executed revenge did. Lo’ak dug his head into Neteyam’s side, causing him to jump, but the four settled down again. Jake and Neytiri walked into the room and looked down at their children. They could tell the kids were restless but felt proud of their oldest for getting them to bed. 

“We are going to be out for a bit. A small clan meeting is being held. Tuk is asleep and should stay that way,” Neytiri knelt next to the kid pile and brushed some of Lo’ak’s hair. The boy left his eyes closed but smiled. Jake moved closer to his family and knelt down on Kiri’s side. He pressed kisses to his children’s heads, blowing in Lo’ak’s ear to get a giggle out of him. Jake chuckled back and looked at his mate. She was pressing kisses to her children’s faces, thanking Neteyam at the end. He nodded back to his mother and father. His grip on his siblings tightened slightly before he completely relaxed. Sleep slowly caught up on the Sully kids as their parents walked away. 

Mo’teya peeked at her siblings, watching their breath and feeling envy. She always had the most challenging time falling asleep. Even now, when her heavy eyes begged for her to sleep, she could not. She loved the family pile she was dragged into, truly. But she was not used to so many breaths surrounding her. She was not used to arms and tails brushing hers. Kiri’s clinging often startled her in the mornings, whether she started it or not. She had been with her family for so long, her time in hell seemed like a lifetime ago. When she closed her eyes, a lifetime flashed before her. So no matter what, she was always the last to sleep. But sleep always came. 

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Metal pressed into Mo’teya’s back, digging into her tail and queue. Her arms were strapped to the table, familiar black leather digging into her skin. Her legs had human hands wrapped around them, two demons struggling to strap her ankles and knees down. Another demon pushed down on her head, bringing a metal bar over her face. This demon brushed back her brown hair and sighed. 

“Hurry up and get her legs in! I want her brain scans done in the next hour.” The two demons pushed harder on 12’s legs, making her scream more. She bared her teeth and kicked harder. She spat and growled at the brown-haired demon, who seemed larger than normal. The demons eventually got her legs strapped down and disappeared. Tears streamed down 12’s face and blood rushed in her ears. She had to get out. Out, out, out! But no matter how hard the thrashed and how loud she screamed, she could not get off the table.

 A large needle sat in Alicent’s hands, sharp and promising pain. She approached 12, laying a small, cold hand on her face. “Stop screaming, 12. You keep screaming and I’ll give you a real reason to scream. I will make this so painful, you will wish for death.” 12 just cried and spat in Alicent's face. She didn't care about whatever threats the demon had. To the demon, the pain was a gift to be given. Even if 12 did what was asked, it would still hurt. So, as her beloved brother Lo'ak would say, fuck it. 

The demon laughed as she wiped the spit off her face. The room grew cold and dark as Alicent grew larger. The needle in her hand multiplied. They grew larger and dread made 12 thrash. "No more needles, no more! Please!" 12 screamed into the air. But Alicent didn't listen. No one did. As the needles dug into 12's skin, the demon only laughed. Blind pain filled her mind as blood dripped from her skin. 

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Neteyam watched as his little sister thrashed and screamed with all her chest, not even opening her eyes. Lo'ak and Kiri cowered in the corner, shaky and tired. They all had been deep in sleep when their sister started to cry in her sleep. Kiri had tried to calm her without waking anyone else, but Mo'teya had let out an ear-piercing scream before she could. The scream awoke everyone in the home, Tuk included. The baby had cried and screamed almost as loud as her older sister. 

Trying to calm her, Neteyam grabbed her arms gently and held her down. He began to call her, "Mo'teya. Mo'teya it's ok, all is well. Wake up now." But the girl continued to cry. She fought his grip with stiff movements like she couldn’t control her own limbs. Her breath came in short gasps, small whines in between each scream. All of Neteyam’s calm was washing away as she continued. He looked at his brother and sister, yelling, “Go get Mom and Dad! Hurry, I can’t wake her up!” Kiri sprung up from the floor and bolted, crying. Lo’ak slowly came closer, ears laying flat, trying to block out the screaming. It made his heart hurt, hearing both his little sisters scream and cry. “Lo’ak, go get Tuk. Help calm her down.” Neteyam had moved to cradle Mo’teya in his arms, restricting her movements almost completely. Her screaming only got louder and shriller. With Lo’ak cradling Tuk, shushing her, and Kiri getting their parents, all Neteyam could do is hold his sister and pray to Eywa she would wake up. 

Jake and Neytiri ran to their home, hearts pounding. Their daughter had run to them, in front of many, crying about Mo’teya screaming in her sleep. Jake’s attention quickly shifted from Olo'eyktan to father, dismissing the men and women of the tribe. Neytiri took the lead, pulling Kiri in front of her and brushing away her tears. Jake took off his chest piece and left it with Mo’at, who urged them home. Now, they could hear Mo’teya’s crying and screams from outside. It chilled Jake to the bone, hearing his little girl  scream so desperately. Inside, the parents found their children doing their best to keep her and themselves safe.  Lo’ak was rocking Tuk, who still cried. Neteyam and Mo were in a heap on the floor. Neteyam crouched over his sister who tried to buck him off. In a panic, Jake ran to his kids and pulled Neteyam off. 

“Neteyam! Get off, get off! You can’t hold her down like that!” Jake moved into his sons spot and grabbed Mo’teya gently. “I’m sorry! I didn’t know what to do. She was going to hurt herself,” Neteyam cried. He was exhausted and scared for his little sister. “It’s ok, I know. I’m sorry you have to see her like this,” Jake pulled Mo’teya into his bigger lap and softly began to rock. He cradled her like he used to when they first met. Her screaming had stopped, but she still sobbed violently. “What’s wrong with her?” Kiri gasped. She had huttled near Lo’ak and her mom, who soothed Tuk. Neytiri had tears in her eyes as all her children looked to her with fear. She didn’t fully understand her beloved daughter’s pain, but she felt it in her own chest. “Ma Jake, what is it? Is she hurt?” Neytiri ran a soothing hand over Kiri’s head. 

“No, she's not hurt. It’s a night terror. She’s having a horrible dream.” Jake continued to rock his daughter softly, shushing her cries. The rocking seemed to work because Mo’s heaving sobs calmed into silent tears. Lo’ak scooted closer to peek at his sister’s calm, sleeping face. 

The Sully couple looked down at Mo’teya, their beautiful daughter who brought such happiness to their whole family. She had finally calmed down into a soft sleep. The only hint at something was wrong was the small tear tracks on her face. Jake kept running his hands over her hair, feeling the small beads she had Neytiri put in them that morning. He had walked the other four kids to Mo’at’s home, feeling they needed a separate space for the night. Lo’ak tried to fight him on it, but he explained as best he could. Mo was safe. He didn’t know if she was going to do this again, so the kids needed to find a safe and calm place to sleep tonight. He and their mother would not let Mo out of their sight. His heart hurt seeing his beautiful children so weary, but proud at how they had handled the situation. Now, he just needed to find a way to help Mo’teya. 

“Ma Jake, what is this?” Neytiri asked, to afraid to speak above a whisper. She had never seen such a thing. All of her children had nightmares. They normally just woke up and sought someone out for comfort, like all children. Why didn’t Mo’teya? Why did her small body fight like she was at war? 

“It’s called a night terror, kids get it. Adults get it. But this, this was a little more. She could be suffering trauma from her time with the sky people.” Jake winced as he saw her bare her teeth at the mention of humans. “Trama. What could they have done to a child that makes them hurt like this?” Neytiri’s eyes never left Mo’teya’s body. They scanned up and down her legs and arms, stopping at every dotted scar. Her fingers tapped each one. Horrible things, they both thought. 

“I’m going to talk to her about it tomorrow. Take her out. We might have to… take her to Norm and Max, see what they say.” Jake sighed when Neytiri shot him a glare. “What would they know?” “More than we do.” 

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can we have more angst of mo’teya being picked on i just feeling gloomy idk why😞😞

I am also in a bit of a gloomy mood, but don't forget that feeling that way is ay ok, for any reason at all. Onto the angst!!

Part 1 - Mo'teya gets picked on

The Aftermath

Mo'teya sat in the cradle of a tree, legs flat in front of her. The bark rubbed against her skin uncomfortably, but she couldn't find it in her to care. She really didn't care about anything these days. After the can meeting where Zelomi, Iyo, and Yetxo were reprimanded Mo didn't go out much. Sure, she walked among the people in the mornings, and during meals. She still walked her sisters and brothers to meet their parents, as was expected of her. But she no longer played with her siblings. She no longer took Tuk to the popular streams to watch adults forage. She no longer flew with her brothers on their Ikrans or sat as her mother and father told stories and sang songs. A hatred had settled in her heart. A vile feeling full of acidic hate and despair made her bones ache. The best part of it all, it was all her fault.

If only she had ignored the three boys from the beginning. She could feel their harsh touches and searing gazes even as she curled into the ground. Every time they pushed her to the rough ground, scraping her knees and hands. Instead of baring her teeth and running to Lo'ak or Kiri, she should have ignored them. After every pinch, poke, tug, and shove, she should have ignored them. After every vile name, freak, useless, scary, sky demon, half-breed, outsider, orphan, monster. She should have been better.

But no, Baby Sully needed her big brother and sister to fight her battles. All she could ever do is cry and hide. She should have been strong, like her mother. She should have been brave, like her father.

Mo looked down at the dark and discolored skin on her bones. This was the skin of a monster. A horrible monster that did nothing but scares children with her strange glowing eyes and cold looks. She couldn't even talk, for Eywa's sake! How was a pitiful thing like her going to amount to her family? The brave Olo'eyktan, Jake Sully, and his mate, the warrior Neytiri te Tskaha Mo'at'ite. They were amazing and brave. They defeated the sky people and sent them back to their planet. They rebuilt the people's home, had amazing children, and took in an orphan who was not worthy!

No matter how hard Mo'teya tried, these thoughts and realizations brought stinging tears to her eyes. These hot tears stung her chapped lips. She didn't wipe them away, though. She was frozen in place, so deep in her own self-hatred, she didn't hear a thing. She didn't hear the strong voice call her name. She didn't hear her father walk over to the tree she hid under, attracted by the soft sobs escaping her lips. She didn't know he was even kneeling next to her until he scooped her into his chest, bridal style.

She yelped loudly, feeling it mix in with a choked sob. It hurt her throat. Her dad held her tight to his chest, soothing purrs pushing into her skin. He didn't say anything for a moment, giving her complete control to start the conversation. He just continued to purr, rubbing his cheek on her head.

OK, that's the angst! I couldn't help ending it with a little bit of comfort. Thank you so much for asking for this, it's given me a bunch of new ideas! If you guys want to see Mo'teya finally find her strength and stand up to a bully, or maybe a comfort fic with me finishing this part up with some heavy dad comfort, don't be afraid to ask! I hope you like this and feel a little happier soon!

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Mo'teya's Nightmare should be coming out sometime next week. It's long as hell and very angsty! Might make it into a few parts to save some eyeballs.

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Mo'teya's First Crush

I really have no idea how I feel about this one. Kinda don't like it, not gonna lie. Maybe it's because I really ship Mo with Aonung.

But here is how I think Mo's first crush would go. Don't forget to tell me what yall think!

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Mo'teya always drifted towards people with strength and bravery. She clung to her parents, the strongest people she had ever met. She basked in her father's protection, not bothered by it like Kiri had become. She loved when Lo'ak and Neteyam would hold her hand as they explored the forest and even became sad when she no longer rode her mother's Ikran. Maybe it was because she was constantly afraid of being let down. She was constantly disappointed and put down in her early youth, so she sought strength to idolize. 

So it was no surprise she often watched Kalo, a boy with incredible talent and sure to become a warrior, and her brothers train. Kalo was tall, taller than most children their age. He had long hair with very few beads going from red to orange. His jaw was strong and his eyes burned a light hazel color, much paler than the normal Na'vi yellow. She liked his eyes that did not falter in the face of her father, a truly intimidating male. He was incredible with a bow and often caught many small game. He always showed her the results of his hunt

He and Neteyam were the best of their age, the best of the upcoming adults to be welcomed into the clan. So it was no surprise when Kalo began to watch Mo'teya. 

He watched as she looked over the young children or the clan. Always had a child in her arms and at her feet. He watched as she taught her little sister how to sign a word and listen to the wind. He studied her distinct markings, wondering if Eywa painted them on herself, or as a result of Mo'teya's past. He liked her pretty eyes that glowed with the plants and animals around her. He liked her shy smile when he waved to her, always smiling back no matter how he felt. Being around her was like standing in front of a blazing fire, searing and melting. It was no surprise to see them together, walking and talking and smiling.

It was a surprise in the eyes of two young brothers, though. 

Neteyam landed his Ikran with the rest, nodding to his father and brother as they joined him. They had come back from a long hunt, tired but successful. Each had something to offer the clan tonight. Others came to welcome the party home, taking the game and Ikran to their respective places. Two girls raced to greet the Sullys and hugged their father. Jake laughed and hugged the girls back, brushing out their hair. Both girls looked at the man, not letting go of his legs. 

"What did you bring back?" Kiri asked, pulling away from the hug. She looked at Bob, her father's Ikran, and watched a woman pull the Yerik off him. Mo'teya peeked around her father and eyed the animal. 

"I brought Yerik…why are you girls looking at it like that?" Jake tilted his head. The boys looked at the Yerik as well and copied their father's head tilt. The Yerik was a bit…small. A full adult, but small. The children stared at Toruk Makto and giggled. Jake tossed his head back and sighed. He wondered when his beloved children grew to love teasing him. 

"Mo'teya!" Kalo appeared as the girls began to pull their boys home. He smiled as Mo'teya turned and greeted him. 'Hello, Kalo, good friend of mine. How was your hunt?' Kalo puffed up his chest. "I was very blessed today. I was wondering if you-" Kalo cut himself off, looking up at the Sully family. They all watched with different expressions on their faces. Kiri was very pleased, a bright smile on her face. Jake and Lo'ak seemed confused as to why he stopped talking. But Neteyam looked into Kalo's soul. He was not someone who was oblivious to the looks the two had been exchanging over time. Neteyam often caught Kalo being distracted by his sister. He had at first thought Kalo was shy around girls, but it was only his sister. Only his second sister. Who was often distracted by Kalo. Who always showed up to watch him and Lo'ak train and practice. When Kalo was also there. "Oh, hell no," Neteyam muttered. Lo'ak frowned at his brother. 

"Ah, please see me after tonight's meal?" Kalo looked back down at Mo'teya, who nodded. They waved goodbye and parted. Mo'teya took her father's hand and walked behind her sister. The two brothers followed. "Mo, what did Kalo ask you?" Neteyam's hands clenched and he looked behind him. Mo frowned and signed, 'He asked me to speak with him, why?' Lo'ak continued to scratch his head, wondering what his brother was getting at. "No reason," Neteyam dismissed. Kiri giggled and shot Neteyam a grin. She knew of Mo’teya’s crush on Kalo and has been waiting for her brothers to catch on. She couldn’t wait for the drama. “What are you all laughing at?” Lo’ak asked. 

Mo’teya stood with Kalo, signing rapidly. The two had been chatting since eclipse, and now stood near Kalo’s family’s hut. Bright grins stretched across their faces and tails swished happily. Kalo's hand rested on Mo'teya's shoulder, his thumb rubbing the skin. It made Mo'teya glow brightly, her eyes flickering around his face. From the bushes, two brothers watched.

 'Bro, he's touching her!' Lo'ak almost growled as he signed. His hands moved rapidly and sloppily. Neteyam almost didn't understand. 'This can not be happening!' Lo'ak wanted to bum rush Kalo and beat him for touching his sister. He didn't understand this morning, why Neteyam was so pissed off seeing Kalo and Mo. He didn't see the looks. But he sure as hell does now. 'We have to put a stop to this,' Neteyam signed back. The two nodded and crept back into the woods. 

"Mo'teya, I have to let you know," Kalo whispered to the girl. His hands gripped her shoulders softly. His face was so close, Mo'teya could count the lashes in his eyes. "I have stones in my stomach that clash every time you look at me. My hands shake and my face hurts because I smile so much." Mo'teya held her breath, nervous and excited at the same time. This was it, he was going to make the first move! Her heart raced and her bottom lip trembled.

Nothing could ruin this for her. “Please tell me you feel the same?” Kalo gulped. His heart was racing so fast he might pass out. His knees felt like water as Mo’teya nodded, small tears in her eyes. Then his chest felt light. It soared like his Ikran, strong and full of happiness. With Mo’teya here, at this moment, nothing could ruin this. “Then, when I completely finish my Iknimaya, will you allow me to-” A strange scream deep within the forest around Kalo’s home cut him off. He clutched Mo’teya to his chest and swiveled his ears, trying to hear better. Mo’teya had flinched hard and turned in Kalo’s grip towards the sound. The scream had sounded slightly like-. No, it couldn’t be. Could it?

Something crashed in the woods, scarring the two more and more. Kalo pulled his blade out as Mo’teya did the same. They braced for anything, anything but what they actually saw. 

Lo’ak screamed one more time before dashing out of the woods, arms flailing. His chest heaved and shuddered as he made a wild dash for his sister. Mo’teya shrieked as Lo’ak lifted her off her feet, tossed her over his shoulder like a bag, and took off. “Run, Kalo!” Lo’ak called back as he sprinted away. “What the actual fuck?” Kalo spat, face in a mixture of rage and utter confusion. He went running after the two, when a loud roar, a palulukan if Kalo guessed right, made him run towards his home in the trees. 

‘What in the actual fuck, Lo’ak? Are you out of your damn mind?!’ Mo’teya signed as she balled up her fist and struck her brother. He hissed after every hit, flinching and pushing her away. “It was just a joke!” Lo’ak cried. He knew didn’t think Kalo would follow him, but he was kinda surprised he didn’t either. He and Neteyam knew Kalo was brave, but maybe the “palulukan” really did scare him. Just as Lo’ak was about to defend himself again, Neteyam flew in on his Ikran. In Neteyam’s arms, a human device, a speaker, was attached to a recorder. Mo’teya was about to scold and hit her other brother as well when she saw it. A look of horror crossed her face. She couldn’t believe this! The small-minded fools! She didn’t scream, though. She didn’t sign anything other than, ‘I’m telling Mom.’

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GIRL WE NEED MORE MO’TEYA STORYS PLEASE

Mo'teya's first crush is coming out tonight! Can't wait to see Lo'ak and Neteyam handle their little sister crushing on a local prince charming~