Fic Request: ur just Ronal's best friend and helping her with her Tsa'hik stuff along with her pregnancy. Just platonic fluff of y'all. Scolding her when she's too harsh on herself or her kids. Talking trash about ur husbands (while said husbands r right infront of y'all). Her complaining about Ao'nung and how much trouble he gets into. BEING THERE FOR HER WHEN SHE GAVE BIRTH TO AO'NUNG AND TSIREYA. BEING HER KIDS' GODMOTHER AND THE PERSON HER KIDS AND HUSBAND GO TO WHEN THEY KNOW THEY PISSED HER OFF AND ASKING U TO HELP THEM OR HELP HIDE THEM. YOU AGREEING TO HELP THEM BUT THEN BETRAY THEM THE MOMENT THEIR BACKS R TURNED AND TELLING RONAL ABOUT IT. Caling each other sister. U deadpanning along with Tonowari when Ronal and Neytiri r hissing at each other but then dragging Ronal away and giving her puppy dog eyes so she'll agree to help them. Don't do this if u don't wanna <333
— THE HIDDEN SIDE .
pairing : ronal x best friend reader !
a/n : aww this is cute. i wanted to do something different bc you basically just put the hcs in your req so i hope this is alr
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“which one?” you asked your best friend, looking amongst the members of the newcoming family
“the poor kid that looks like an angsty teenager,” ronal whispered, “that is the one that might be eywa’s child.”
“ronal, all of them look like angsty teenagers.”
you two looked at each other until you both bursted into laughter, ronal then quickly shaking her head, as if it’d shake the silliness off of her, before returning to her serious demeanor
covering your mouth, you continued to laugh as she playfully smacked the side of your arm as a warning
a few others heard the sound of the smack nearby, and as they realized it was her, their heads quickly turned back
the people fear ronal.
there are new rumors that spark about her every day, claiming that she is cold-hearted, even manipulative toward her husband
but none of that was true, and you knew that
since childhood, she was the closest thing you had to a sister
and you could never fear her.
“is my hair alright?” she asked you, looking into the reflection of the water beneath her, frantically adjusting her accessories
“it is fine, sister,” you rubbed her back soothingly, “it always is.”
she would pull you away in the middle of a conversation you’d be having amongst the people
and as she approached, they would immediately leave the area, scared to even interact with the tsahík
you didn’t mind, though, and neither did she
it only gave her less work — she didn’t have to shoo them away
“we must speak privately,” she’d say, as you nodded, knowing that the reason was never as serious as she sounded
once you two were alone, her attitude and the tone in her voice would change instantly
“my daughter has fallen for a demon,” she’d facepalm, sighing in disappointment, “i would have never thought this would happen.”
you’d comfort her, as you always do, using your words as you rubbed her arm
“sister, i am sure she is safe with lo’ak. he has proved himself as worthy ever since he bonded with the outcast.”
she’d sigh, lifting her head up off of her hand to smile at you
“what would i do without you?”
there was one time where she was about to get into a fight with neytiri, and you had to physically hold her back
“ronal, it is not that big of a deal.”
she’d continue to hiss at neytiri, circling her figure while sizing her up
“ronal-”
she pounced, and you were quick to grab her, restricting her from causing any harm to the omatikaya
“mawey,” tonowari instructed, yet she continued to try to wriggle out of your grasp, slightly growling at neytiri
you would bring it up later, deciding that it was a perfect time to laugh about the situation rather than during
your thoughts were correct, as you saw a smirk tug at her lips, soon then transitioning to laughter
and you’d laugh with her, thankful to be in such a close relationship with the tsahík
