#avatar varang

[themo-themo]

I had this ready for 3 months now.

[wingo5]

Can’t wait to see their dynamic :3

[just-a-random-bakugo-stan]

I genuinely love how these two’s relationship is basically just “They match each other’s freak to a degree that’s dangerous to the global population”

[marcevil]

[msbug15]

MAJOR AVATAR FIRE AND ASH SPOILERS!!

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

"I take!"

Varang x Metkayina Reader x Quaritch

Notes: Gender neutral reader, polyamerus couple, mentions of death, implied torture, implied racism, kidnapping, everyone's evil in this couple dude, but short, not proofread!

Pain is a thing that has followed you your whole life. You were in pain when the waves swallowed your brother whole. You were in pain when your spirit sister died by the hand of those demons! But now you revel in it. The screams and pleas are like songs to you now, just like the songs you once sang with your mother and father. This forest woman was your singer, her screams hitting higher, and you her composer, humming to her sweet sounds of pain devouring them as you held onto a part of her kuru, your hips swinging to the imaginary beat.

Varang loved this side of you, she couldn't help but give you a hungry yet prideful glance as she caused Neytiri more pain. She was strong this forest woman, even if she screamed her pretty little lungs out, but she–Varang–was stronger. The tsahik couldn't help but hum along with you. (Much to Quaritch's confusion,) it was a beautiful harmony. it reminded her of the days where she had barely cracked your heart open, she had not even cut through that eywa loving mind of yours. But she did. Eventually. Rebirthing you into a child of fire. Making you her's.

Your harmony with Varang was strong. Stronger than a tulkuns mighty heart! But something that is strong can easily break.

A cry shot to your ears, making them flick in annoyance. You narrowed your eyes, looking downward to the fabric strapped around the forest woman's chest. You cocked your head in confusion and interest, your hands leaving her Kuru and reaching for the carrier. It was obviously met with push back. "Do not touch!" Neytiri screeched attempting to claw at you. Quaritch quickly sprang into action pulling Tuk away from one of the Mangkwan warriors, and putting a gun to the child's head. "Hey!" He called, drawing Neytiri's attention. "You touch her and I shoot." He threatened before looking to Varang, giving her a look that made her laugh. "This is what you deserve, wife of a traitor." She mocked the woman on the floor before her.

"Wait!" You shouted, holding your hand up, leading to a standstill, before crouching down to the woman's level and once again reaching for the fabric, as if you were stuck in time she said her previous words and gave you a much louder hiss and you returned the favour with a much more malicious hiss. "Do not fight." You warned, giving her a light slap on her face, which did not make her any happier. Reaching down to your loincloth, you pulled out your knife slicing through the straps and pulling the fabric into your chest, unwrapping it like it was a present. "You have a child of a reef...!?" You whispered in shock, peering down at the small child, their big eyes looking up at you. "Why do you have a child of the reef, forest woman!?" You interrogated, a scowl clear on your face. "I will tell you nothing!" She hissed. You clicked your tongue in disappointment, standing up and walking behind Neytiri. you took the baby out of the fabric, dropping it to the floor, nuzzling the baby against your chest.

"No matter," You said, eyes dancing to Varang, staring deep into her curious eyes, then jumping to Quaritch, looking into his curious ones. "I will take the child as my own." Neytiri let out cry, quickly whipping her head around to face you. "NO! HER MOTHER AS SHE LAY DYING, GAVE HER TO ME TO PROTECT HER!" You smiled at how much she told you in her little fit of rage. "She was most definitely not thinking clearly." You mused, turning on your heel and standing next to Quaritch. "Continue." You urged, disliking the awkward atmosphere from your partner's. Varang quickly took to action, even if she did take orders from no one she did listen to you, her little voice of reason. Sighing you turned around and looked down at the Ocean below.

"Nice little trick you pulled there." Quaritch murmured in your ear, even if you couldn't see his face you knew her had a smirk on that devilish face of his. "Thank you, baby." You acknowledged, using the human word that he calls Varang. He chuckled before huffing. "But we need to talk about that little stunt you pulled. Are you serious about that?" He asked, gesturing to the child in your arms. Turning to face him, you clicked your tongue. "I am." You said, challenging him to go against you. He sighed shaking his head. "All three of us will talk sit down and talk about it, when this battle is won." You hummed before nodding.

"Agreed."

[saelrum]

I had a vision

[yararts]

"Your goddess has no dominion here."

[signfromeywa]

Varang has such a pretty face! I needed to draw her 💜

I hope you like it 🥰💜