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[He/She] I'm a writer in process and these are my archives. I have a degree in Avatar and Criminal Minds obsession.

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NAGISA'S ARCHIVES 📖

Hello! I'm Nagisa and I kinda know how to use Tumblr so... please be patient with me and enjoy my work.

English is not my first language. My apologies for the mistakes.

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WELCOME TO MY LIBRARY (Content)

🖇 Criminal Minds

🖇 Avatar 2009 / TWOW / FAA

🖇 Dead Poets Society

[theficdiary]

Pandora’s Wild Child

By: @ruya4four

Brat

pretty boy

By: @fluffylino

call me baby

scent

hold me

by: @livelaughloak

TREATING YOU WELL

ONLY YOU

By: @nyrrwrites

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐞? 𝐢 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. - Lo’ak Sully never once failed to make you feel loved, adored, cherished, seen beyond belief, just as you’ve never failed him. A realization in which Lo’ak utters three simple words that yet held more than one significance.

𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐬

alone(?) time - alone time with your lover after a long day of healer lessons under your tsahik. by: @chromemolars

Beautyluminescense - Lo'ak finds beauty in your reserved attitude because he knows behind that, there's a grieving heart that's healing thanks to his and his family's love. He never pressures you, so he's honored when you let him braid your hair, something you always do alone. The intimate moment is surrounded by the beauty of Pandora night. by: @writersrkive

Everything I Do - You were fairly certain Lo'ak, your best friend, liked you back, but you knew he would never admit it. You decide to give him a nudge in the right direction when a local Navi male begins to flirt with you... by: @swimthroughstars

Forest Boy - ever since lo'ak stepped into the lands of awa'atlu, he found himself falling for the olo'eyktan's daughter. and as it turns out, winning your heart was easier said than done. by: @slvqtore

every time he almost said it - in which: lo’ak spends years loving you quietly and finally stops being afraid. by: @crzbss

Nobody, but you - Lo'ak leaves the omatikaya clan when his parents decide they have to seek uturu in order to protect everyone from the sky people. That means he has to leave you behind, and it just hurts both of you to the core. Lo'ak promises he will think about you, which means you don't have to end the relationship, but you mourn him, unsure about when he's coming back. After several months of being apart, your reunion tells you that nothing has changed. However, the mention of a girl of the other clan, who seems perfect, makes you doubt your worth for Lo'ak's love. by: @writersrkive

Cravings - Lo’ak wakes up to find his mate missing from his bed by: @beautifullytragicmess

COUNTING YOUR STARS - you love every part of lo’ak, from his human features, right down to every bioluminescent freckle on his perfect body by: @mrssullyy

She is mine - one unwanted kiss is all it takes to shatter your (and Lo'ak's) peace by: @shadeofpeach

somebody like you - absolute yearner lo'ak falling for you by: @lowkeyrobin

Taste of his own medicine by: @tsahik-cherry

Two Little Stars by: @andy-15-07

who, me? - you had been the closest person to lo’ak since he arrived at your village. everyone’s judging but who cares, honestly? after spending more time together, lo’aks attraction towards you grew stronger and so did yours. even after multiple hints from lo’ak, you still didn’t realise it. how could the most beautiful man you’ve met in your life be interested in you? no chance. by: @asslicker02

"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐉𝐔𝐌𝐏, 𝐈 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖." by: @lorre-verie

By: @pandoraslxna

Close ain’t close enough - Even though your relationship was still fairly new, you couldn’t stop overthinking how certain things could even work out, between a human and a Na‘vi. (18+)

Fingering (18+)

Rough (18+)

Thigh Fucking (18+)

The Fall - It was like falling off a cliff. A slow, steady fall and then the blinding crash. But in reality, a fall would’ve hurt less. Less than this. (18+)

By: @smuttyjane

Knife Play (18+)

Take it (18+)

By: @sara-sushii

Lo'ak, who... - Head-cannons of Lo'ak, who talks you through it. (18+)

Mark me. - When you hear some girls talking about your boyfriend, you get all pouty, until he suggests something to show them who he belongs to. (18+)

By: @bubblebaththoughts

Male Submission (18+)

Spare - Lo’ak breaks Jake’s rules again, this time he finds you by yourself. Not canon accurate at all to the timeline. (18+)

Tit-Fucking (18+)

comms - lo'ak has been gone on a hunt, and you miss each other...whats wrong with a little fun through comms? by: @lovemelly (18+)

Easy Target - Lo'ak admits that he hates you, but he can’t deny his need for your attention. by: @cathypatty (18+)

FRIENDS (WITH BENEFITS) - lo’ak is your closest friend, and you mean that in more the one way by: @mrssullyy (18+)

thinking about riding lo'ak by: @fluffylino (18+)

troublemaker - you’re promised to ao'nung, but that doesn’t stop lo’ak from taking what he wants — you. after all, lo’ak just can’t help but get himself into trouble. by: @moonlitmeadow06 (18+)

Warming by the Fire by: @akoyaxs (18+)

first time with lo'ak - you and Lo’ak decide to take the next step in your relationship, and he's very sweet and understanding, and yall r both nervous, but y'all figure it out together. By: @tigerpetals (18+)

[writersrkive]

Thank you so much! I can't wait to have free time so I can update and read here 💙🙌

[neteyamurmakto]

Avatar Fanfiction with Male Readers

Avatar 'xmale!reader' fanfiction I have found while looking for fem!reader fanfictions.

This is a recommendation list for male readers!

※ I don't read male! reader fics, so this is a blind recommendation list.

※ There would be gn!reader fics too.

I hope you all enjoy!

General

Poison Ivy-like male reader with Neteyam, Lo’ak, Aonung, and Rotxo, along with Jake sully, Tsu'tey, and so’lek! by @itsnotyourmoochies

Jake Sully ⋆ Tsyeyk Suli 

For Science by @bumblesimagines

Beast by @carnalcrows

Just a little check-up, Part 2, Part 3 by @planteater2

Scent by @mitch-is-exhausted

Jake Sully. by @incculum

“oel ngati kameie.” ࣪ ˖ 𖦹°⋆ by @nzteyam

Can't get enough by @vampiresheepgyts

Jake Sully by @revelutionize

Tonowari te Tsika'u Arvak'itan

I beg before Eywa by @daydaydayrk420

Colonel Miles Quaritch

Putting Quaritch in his Place by @vampiresheepgyts

By @daydaydayrk420

Watch what you say Big Guy

Miles Quaritch x top Navi male reader by @marksbear2

Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan

I WANT YOUR HEART | TO EAT IT by @vampiresheepgyts

I will have your heart. by @atsukikoo

By @hectateovrhere

Eclipse Soul, Body, and all

Lo'ak te Suli Tsyeyk'itan

Beautyluminescense by @writersrkive

Poly

Neteyam & Lo'ak

By @lazzyypen

Trying To Impress? Don't Be Obvious

I'll add more characters later...

[writersrkive]

An entire list where I can find Avatar x male!reader? Hell, yeah! (Insert Jake's voice)

[neteyamurmakto]

Jake Sully Oneshots

By @rivatar

Fell into the Trap Guilty Pleasure Quick sex

Mating time by @asimpwithfreetime

Heated by @artluvr 

Teaching by @truetogaia

By @honey-on-your-tongue

Tied Up Sloppy Rounds

By @persefolli

Sharp Stick Flaws N All Baby

Closer by @writersrkive

Die for the Flame by @artluvr

By @jakegasm

Sin Who you belong to

All of you by @lovemyavatar

By @lilacnavi

"Well I don't want Y/N" Neytiri's Pretty Sister

Ritualistic by @lani-sun

By @fluffylino

So Strong Cuffing Season Cuffed Up Tease

Cheater, Cheater Pumpkin Eater by @lolli-apop

Great Learner by @ukeshik

Taboos by @lacedlies

Gun play by @pandoraslxna

Yandere Jake Sully by @sevikassluttycumdump

Bounded by @makkto

until the morning light comes by @ atokirinas (de-activated account)

Nothing Special by @syilsjournal

Dilf!big dick!Jake Sully who talks you through it when you struggle to take him all the way by @buckygasm

Hunted by @allysscapes

You’re Still My Husband by @andy-15-07

Fkxake by @dilfs-bitch

Remember me, Darling by @itskekeelise

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ ⌇JAKE SULLY. by @honeyroots

By @l-auteur-fleur

Mantis Doesn’t Whistle

By @junebugonjupiter

Bright Eyes

Jake Sully by @revelutionize

Scent by @mitch-is-exhausted

more Jake Sully fics here

[writersrkive]

Just when I need some Jake Sully fics to get inspirationnnn 😝

[justanoth3rfngirl]

Spencer Reid

Pretty Boy by @sillymusings

files impressions by @gf2bellamy

tally marks by @reidsnose

dont shut up by @writersrkive

'who's gonna make the other one finish first?' competition' by @reiderwriter

Red is Your Color by @esote-rika

Bed Chem by @reginyani

caught by @gf2bellamy

Cinnamon Sticks by @mariasont

puzzling cryptic three's a family no sign of danger by @pathologicalreid

lose control by @incognit0slut ↓

part one part two part three

and they were roommates by @chailatterambles ↓

part one part two part three part four

in omnia paratus by @street-smarts00

sober thoughts by @brattyspence

All I do is try, try, try by @pencil-n-pen

down the neck by @crsssie

A Glossy Secret by @imreidswifey-deactivated2025041

hypthalamus bu @reidrum

Unrequited love by @mggslover

hotch's little sister 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 by @luveline

Nice Car by @g4rvez-r3id

No One's Ever Had Me (Not Like You) by @alsofoundinpeas

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 by @qlossytbh

Spencer answering a work call in the middle of sex by @nevvdrinksteaa

Stress Relief by @incognit0slut

spencer’s badass gf by @infictionalwonderland

sick love sick love-pt2 by @misserabella

bambi in the dead of night by @nereidprinc3ss

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you already said yes Unfinished Business by @dr-spencer-reids-queen

Warm Embrace by @foxy-eva

I've Got My Eye On You by @reidmotif

Cant Control Myself by @wife-of-dracula

guilty as sin by @auroralwriting

Unlucky by @reidmarieprentiss

I'm here, now by @g4rvez-r3id

Noted. by @sinfulspencer

no second chances by @spencerreiddddd

criminally hot by @kisses4reid

the receptionist by @mariasont

Livid Lisztomania by @mydearzero

Fanfic Recs.

C O L D ! R E A D E R M A S T E R L I S T ! by @reiding-writing

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So excited to check thissss (thanks again for including me <3)

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hihi!! i’d like to request knox overstreet x fem!lovergirl!reader fluff hcs? maybe about falling in love with the reader and then how he’d react to her being just like him and hopelessly in love with him as much as he is with her <3

Knox Overstreet x romantic!fem!reader | Headcanons

genre: romance, fluff

warnings: none (if so, let me know in the comments)

a/n: It's been a while. Sorry for the late response. But thank you, anon! I love writing about DPS boys, even if right now I'm concentrating on writing other stuff. This is my first time writing headcanons, so maybe it's not that good :(. Anywaaaaay. English is not my first language, please be kind <3.

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The first time Knox sees you is in one of Neil's plays.

All it takes is for him to accidentally bump into you at the ticket counter and for you to give him an apologetic smile.

The most romantic guy in all Welton falls at your feet in five seconds.

“Lord, is this a sign?” He cries inside.

During the play, Knox tries to concentrate as much as he can, but his mind wanders as he remembers the color of your eyes, so captivating that his heart starts to beat faster.

Gerard looks at him with concern when he hears Knox chuckle amidst the protagonist's death. When he turns around, he finds Knox staring blankly at the front, his cheeks flushed, and wearing a stupid grin.

When it's time to clap for the stars on stage, Knox's heart leaps in his chest again when he recognizes your profile as you ascend the side stairs. Though it soon breaks when he sees you present a bouquet of flowers to one of the actors.

On the way to the academy, he spends his time complaining and whining, showing a pout.

Neil has to ask him what's wrong, and just when he clarifies that the actor was your cousin, Knox starts smiling again.

Neil signs his death warrant because, oh boy, Knox won't leave him alone until he agrees to introduce you.

Knox knows your name when Neil tells him, and the first thing our lover boy does is write it in his journal.

Finally, after nights of dreaming about you, Neil invites Todd and Knox to one of his rehearsals.

Knox almost had a heart attack when he saw you sitting in one of the front rows, laughing with your friends.

“There's your girl.” Neil jokes, and Knox feels like his whole face is burning.

Knox wouldn't have to worry too much about how to approach you.

As soon as you saw him, you smiled. "Ah! You're the guy I bumped into before the show! Wow, that was so embarrassing."

“Uh… Am…”

Yep. Knox would be waiting for that moment so long that he would completely lose his words.

It doesn't help that your friends start giggling under their breath while you watch him with curiosity.

“Sorry. My friend is a little shy… at first.” Neil has to push him slightly towards you.

“My name is Knox Overstreet, and I think you are the most beautiful girl in the whole world.” That's how everything actually starts.

“Are you sure he's shy?” You asked, smiling widely.

From then on, Knox decides to ask for your school's number, and you decide to have keywords so you can call each other without any problems.

Of course, that's not enough.

Both decide to arrange short dates on their days off and on days when Neil needs help at the theater club, as he asks the principal to let Knox with some ‘important stuff’.

And it's perfect because Knox spends the afternoons writing poems for you.

The first time he works up the courage to give you one of them is on your third date.

Of course, you couldn't contain your excitement, so you hugged him tightly after reading it.

But Knox also receives a surprise, as you give him a craft made with notebook paper, where his name and all the qualities you know about him so far are written, forming a heart.

You also give him a rose.

Our boy is blushing so hard that you think he's having an allergic reaction.

The dates gradually transform; you spend afternoons having picnics, share book reviews, and Knox reads poetry to you.

The best part of his days, if you ask him. Especially when you would caress his hair, saying something like “You are really cute.” Or “Have I told you your nose is perfect?” Or “Such a pretty boy.”

Stop it. He's going to explode from happiness.

After a month, you start to attend some reunions of the Dead Poets Society.

Lucky you, the boys adore you.

Each of them would ask questions about your friendship with Knox, usually teasing the boy to make you laugh.

Knox gets a little jealous at first because why are you not giving your full attention to him?

But after hours of whining —internally—, he receives the most precious gift: a poem written by you.

“I thought I had to do something that would be really important for you.” You whisper.

He doesn't want to read it until he's alone in his room.

Man, he would lock everyone out because, come on, Knox needs a moment for your beautiful writing.

After reading the whole three-sheets-long poem, he decides: you are the one.

Of course, he would do something special to ask you to be his girlfriend. He's Knox Overstreet.

He plans a simple yet romantic dinner at the entrance of the woods, just far enough so no one in Welton could see you.

Knox can do anything for you, but he's so nervous, he asks the poets for help, even Richard.

The boys would prepare the best they could do: A table for two with a clean tablecloth, decorated chairs, lanterns instead of candles to prevent any fires —Cameron's recommendation—, paper decorations and a path of roses on the floor.

“May I ask, why did you take so long?” Steven asks. It seems he reads everyone's mind, as the poets observe their friend with curiosity.

“I was waiting for the right time. I don't wanna mess things up, not with her.”

Finally, when you arrive wearing a beautiful outfit, you start to eat what Knox prepared with Charlie and Todd's help.

Knox gives you your favorite dessert, and when you are eating it, he decides the time is perfect.

He calls your name softly.

Imagine him, sitting right in front of you, wearing his best coat, perfectly perfumed, and saying something like: “I want to thank you for your friendship and the happy moments you have let me share with you, but I'd like to take the next step. You would make me the happiest guy in the world if you let me see another side of you. Would you give me the privilege of being my girlfriend?”

And then you laugh, and Knox is confused and hurt. A list of ‘I shouldn't have…’ forms in his mind, but you stop it almost immediately.

“I was going to ask you the same thing.”

You take a container full of cookies out of your backpack; the lid says '10 things I love about you'.

Girrrrlllll, he would start crying when he reads that in each of the cookies, there is a number, from one to ten, surrounded by hearts.

“You have to eat them to reveal the papers where I wrote some reasons why I like you.”

Knox can't even speak. So, with his vision blurred by tears, he stands up from his seat and puts his arms around you.

Your eyes are watery, too, now. You are a perfect match.

“You still have to eat them.” “I know, but I have to share them with my girlfriend.”

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Little matchmaker | Jake Sully

summary: The Sullys arrive at the metkayina clan, and you, the future olo'eyktan or tsahìk, get interested in the legend, the warrior, Toruk Makto. Unfortunately for you, little Tuk catches this, and she's eager to do anything to get you and her dad together, especially when she notices the feeling can be mutual. Is Tuk a good cupid? There are five times Tuk failed (kind of) to be a matchmaker, and one that is a success.

pairing: Jake Sully x gn!metkayina!reader

event: day 3 of Eywa's Arrow event (5 times one of the characters tries to play cupid and 1 that is a complete success)

genre: romance, comedy, fluff, a little hurt with comfort

warnings: Reader is the oldest "child" of Ronal and Tonowari, age gap implied with no specifics (they are old enough to be with Jake, they are not actually a kid), brief mention of Neytiri being gone with no specifics, Jake being nervous, Tuk being a menace, awkward but cute interactions between Jake and reader, reader is referred as teacher.

a/n: hey 😰 how are you all doing? 😬 I'm not dead! Yuppie! I'm sorry for not being able to write more in February, I'm still going to upload with the event and with the requests. Life hasn't been easy lately, but when I saw posts asking where the Avatar fandom went, I felt that it was my duty to upload this fic! I know these kinds of one-shots are usually short, but this one is long, I hope you guys take it as an apology, hehe. English is not my first language, please be kind <3.

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Tuktirey was the youngest Sully. Everyone thought little angelic girl was all sparkles and innocence —and in a sense she was— but Tuk held power; she knew that. What better, but to use that power to help her lonely dad? Maybe also to entertain herself in a new village.

As her older siblings always had something to do, Tuk learned many ways to have fun by herself. Soon, she realized one of her favorite things to do was observe people. Focus on a specific na'vi who could be training, cooking, or pretty much just walking would give her story ideas, which she never shared. If a warrior was preparing to hunt, Tuk imagined one and a hundred scenarios where he encountered a pretty fairy —like the ones in the tawtute fairy tails— and ended up falling in love. Or if a singer was too nervous to perform, Tuk concluded their secret lover was going to be first row, excited to hear their voice. Soon enough, Tuk realized not all her stories were pure imagination. She discovered patterns in people; adults were pretty easy to read if she paid attention. That's why you caught Tuk's attention when you looked at her dad for more than three seconds. From then on, Tuk decided this time she was going to get involved in the story, playing a major role.

There were five times Tuk tried to play cupid for Jake —the baby with wings who was targeting the air in those red and pink decorations hanging in someone's room back at the labs— and one more that was a complete success.

1. When the Sullys arrived at Awa'atlu

All the members of the omatikaya family felt their bodies numb, eyes almost closing and legs too heavy to walk. Jake felt his throat dry before he spoke, and the serious adult conversation began. Tuk wasn't interested at all, although she wished the reef big olo'eyktan and tsahìk would let them stay. At first, all the little girl wanted to do was sleep, but as soon as she realized how interesting looking the metkayina were, she was unable to close her eyes. That's why Tuk spotted you easily.

Your beauty was mesmerising. All you were glowing. Your skin, your hair, your eyes… everything captured her attention. «I want to be like them when I grow up» she was sure, even if she didn't even know you. Jake carried his daughter with secure —and tired— arms, and Tuk didn’t take her eyes off you. A smile was shared between the two of you, but the little girl felt disappointed when your eyes traveled to her dad. First it was a few seconds, then you looked down at the sand. Tuk saw a faint purple blush on your cheeks when you shortly gazed at Jake again.

When the olo'eyktan accepted the request for uturu, he also asked for his children to show the village to the newcomers. That's when you walk closer, your pace graceful, your steps light, and your eyes sparkling with something Tuktirey could recognize.

“You look like royalty because you are part of it!” Tuk said almost breaking her neck when she looked up to show you a smile with tiny fangs.

“Rohyaltee?” The foreign word came out unnaturally.

“Don't say english words if you can't explain at the moment, baby girl. We have to install fast.” Jake scolded softly as he carried some bags. It wasn't a big deal, but he didn't want to leave a bad impression among the metkayina, let alone an important member like you.

“I don't think it means something bad if a sweet girl like you says it.” Oh, Tuk definitely liked you. Everyone started walking behind you.

“It doesn't.” Jake answered and your cheeks turned purple again. “It’s the term humans have for the member of the family that rules among a group of people.”

“Tell her the basics, sempul. The way you taught me that I was a part of the royalty!” Tuktirey wanted to check if she was right. “How do humans describe them?”

“Well, they are graceful, kind, brave, work hard to protect the people they love, seek to do good, and they are very good-looking.”

When the purple tint expanded to your neck and ears, Tuk had her answer. «This is going to be fun» So her mission started right away.

“And they are good looking, right?” She asked innocently, looking at you.

“Tuk! You- I- That's not- Why-” Even Neteyam giggled when he heard his dad stumble with his own tongue. “I mean, of course you are!” Jake wasn't going to lie. You were attractive, but he didn't have time to think about that. Not then and not there. “Not that I wanted to say it- I mean, not that I didn't want to say it!” He almost tripped in the middle of the bouncy path. Jake couldn't be perceived as bold or disrespectful, but at the same time, what if you take offense because he tried to retract his words? His mind was off, his lips felt weird, he definitely needed some sleep.

“It's okay. Don't worry, Toruk Makto.”

“Please, don't-”

“This is for you. Your new home.” You interrupted when you arrived at the empty marui.

“Yeah, this will work. This looks great.” Jake walked around the space, trying to ease the awkwardness of the previous interaction. “Thank you for your help.”

“Of course! Please let your kids know that my siblings will be waiting for them at the shore after all of you rest. And I believe my sempul wants me to teach you our ways, so meet me at the healing marui when you are ready and well rested too.”

You disappeared after showing a smile to each member of the family.

“My sempul is part of the royalty too! He can be a good candidate for-”

“Okay! Let's unpack and rest for a while.” Jake interrupted, pushing Tuk far away from the entrance. Thankfully you were far away already.

Jake couldn't erase the embarrassment he went through in front of you. He said to himself it was because you were someone important in this new place, where he needed to hide. But deep down, the real reason was: Jake made a foul in front of a good-looking na'vi. As a dad, he wasn't able to make this obvious, so he prepared to take a nap. But Tuk knew what happened. She was sure when the same light burn color appeared on his cheeks when Jake laid down.

2. When an ilu was her accomplice

It took only a few hours for Tuk to adore you. And her love for you was reassured days later. When she felt a little left out in the teen group, the girl decided to stay close enough not to worry her siblings but still have space to search for shells in the sand. You saw her when you were taking care of the ilus. Of course, you didn't want any of them to feel lonely, especially since you had never been in their position, but imagined it could be difficult. So you invited her to meet the ilus.

“She is so pretty! I love her already!” Tuk said as she petted the animal.

“Soon you will learn to ride them!”

“Really? Back home I never had the opportunity to do something like this. Dad says I'm too young.”

“Well, then it's good news metkayina ride ilus as soon as possible.”

“Will you teach me?”

“My siblings are in charge of it. Actually, I need to teach your sempul, so then he can ride a bigger animal with my sempul.”

“Wow! That sounds fun. Will I do the same one day?”

“Of course you will! Maybe you could ride an akula.”

The girl showed an enormous smile, even if she didn't know what that meant. Then Jake walked towards you. Heavy footsteps made their way through the sand that resisted movement. And when the man stood in front of you, looking at his daughter, you questioned if he was just not used to the ground or if he was still tired. Jake's face had cuts, scars from battles you could just imagine, and unhealthy dark shadows under his eyes.

“Hey babygirl, you weren't with your siblings like you promised.”

“Sorry. That's my fault. I invited her to help me with the ilus.”

Jake looked at you. Somehow, you thought maybe he didn't notice you before because his eyes opened a little wider, and his ears perked up at your voice. You felt little under his gaze, afraid you would get the little girl in trouble.

“Oh, it's okay. I just don't like it when she is not with one of us.”

Your ears went down, as well as your eyes. Of course his daughter wouldn't get in trouble, but you. There wasn't severity in Jake's words, still, this time the purple blush appeared on your cheeks because of embarrassment. You didn't want him to see you as irresponsible or disrespectful.

“Daddy! Don't be mean, they were friendly. Neteyam, Lo'ak, and Kiri were doing their thing, and I felt left out.” Jake felt Tuk's voice punch him in the stomach. “They say you need to learn how to ride these! So you can't be mean with your karyu (teacher).” Tuk didn’t want her dad to mess up her plans.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude-”

“I understand, truly.” You tried to reassure him, although you still felt embarrassed. Jake noticed your awkwardness, and he cursed himself internally when Jake realized that all he did from the beginning was make you feel uncomfortable. It had been a few days since the family arrived, and even if Jake wanted to act like the adult he was, every time he saw you around the island, his mind reminded him of the first impression you had of him. “Why don't you show him how you feed your new friend, Tuk?” Changing the subject only made Jake feel bad. His daughter saw a peak of sadness in his golden eyes, so she needed to change that.

“Look, daddy!” Tuk gave the animal a fish, and it responded with a happy shriek.

Then, the ilu brought his head close to your stomach, silently asking you to feed him too. After you did that, the animal changed its target, this time rubbing his head on Jake's arms, who moved away slightly in surprise.

“It's okay, he won't bite you.”

“Okay, buddy. Let's do this.” Jake grabbed a fish and the animal began to open his mouth. Just as it was about to grab the food, he moved to the other side. “Hey, I thought you wanted this.”

“He's playing with you, daddy!”

“Well, he needs to eat…” The ilu started to swim in circles around Jake, which led him to spin in his place, trying to get the animal to eat. After a few seconds, Jake realized he probably looked silly, and it was conform when Tuk and you covered your mouths, trying not to giggle. “Fine! Don't come crying for food later.”

The last thing Jake heard was another squeal. Then, a force quite large for a medium-sized animal pushed him forward. It would have all ended with him losing a funny fight if your body hadn't been in front of Jake. He only managed to see your eyes wide open before his body pulled both of you under the water.

Jake grabbed your waist and pulled you to the surface almost immediately. You coughed a little, since the shock had barely given you time to catch your breath before you hit the water. Jake brushed aside the heavy strands of hair that were covering your face. When your eyes met, you both saw different things.

Jake was mesmerized by your eyes, as deep as the ocean he now had to call home, and your features looked beautiful up close, even more so than all those times when he refused to accept that he was looking for you among the villagers, just to find out if you —the na'vi who was kind with his family from the beginning— were nearby. And you? You couldn't believe you had him so close, with a worried expression, wrinkling the two pieces of hair above his eyes —that feature caught your attention from the beginning, because you noticed that it was very expressive—. All you wanted was to touch his nose, his hair, and his hands with an extra finger.

“You see it too, right?” Tuk whispered to the ilu while you two were still in a trance. “Good job.” She giggled.

“I'm sorry. That won't happen again, it was him. Uh… I'll better get going with your father.”

Tuk rolled her eyes.

3. When the girls wanted to do a make over

You never expected to be in that situation after so many years. When your siblings were younger, you let Tsireya play with your hair, make loose braids with dirt, or even let her make you some childish accessories. But Tuk? She was a menace. Fortunately, Kiri was there too to guide her. The older girl noticed your insecurity as soon as Tuk said she was going to add some ‘tawtute sparkle’ to this makeover.

“Is this how you felt when I did this to you?” Your sister asked, giggling, covering her mouth.

“Not really, this is… different.”

“Okay, we are done with their hair. What now?”

“Choose some clothes and I'll do their makeup!” Tuk jumped in excitement.

“Maayk-oop?” Tsireya and you were confused.

“Yes! They are human products, but I'll use fruit! That's for painting your face with different colors and accentuating your features. Glitter is usually used, and we don't have that, but I think I can make it look good.”

“Is it like paint for battle?”

“Something like that… mmm, but not at all.”

“Tuk, I don't think they would-”

“Please! I promise I will make you prettier. You can show my brother.” Tuk said to Tsireya, then she looked at you. “And you can show a mighty warrior that's interested in you!”

“I appreciate the help, but there's no one right now.”

“Then you should do it for you. Try something new.” Kiri whispered, because she knew she wasn't the best to give that advice, but Kirk liked you as soon as she discovered that she felt comfortable spending time with you.

“Okay, okay. Let's try.”

Tuk began pouring the juice from some fruits into bowls, and also separating the gelatinous pulp, which would be used for things you didn't understand. She took bunches of scentless herbs and tied them together to form instruments. She seemed like a real expert. And she proved it when she began painting your faces. It was definitely not like traditional face paint for special occasions, as the paint was spread across their eyelids, cheeks, and lips with the herbs, the fruit itself or Tuk's little finger.

“Oh, Eywa! You look amazing.”

“You did a good job.” Kiri smiled. “Here's your clothes.”

Tsireya's outfit was pink and blue, while yours was purple and green. Maybe because you had no mirror you couldn't exactly see how everything turned out, but when you looked at Tsireya, you understood it perfectly matched your makeup.

“Come on! You have to see your faces! But you can't get in the ocean.”

When you saw your reflection in the water, you didn't recognize the unnatural color palette on your face. However, the weird sensation that filled your stomach wasn't bad at all. You felt pretty.

“Girls, I need you to come and help your brothers to-”

You turned around when you recognized the voice that you started to love, not directly because it wasn't like you two talked a lot. Jake saw your features accentuated with the makeup that he didn't expect to see in Pandora. Had he dared to take his eyes off you and look at Tsireya, Jake would have noticed that your makeup was more subtle than your sister's, but that didn't matter. Jake tilted his head, confused by a familiar tickling in his chest. Jake couldn't speak, for all he could think was: «They look different. Either way, they are so… ethereal.» But he immediately backtracked and was finally able to look the other way.

“Do you like my work, daddy?”

“Girls, I need you to go to the marui, okay? I'll be there in a minute.”

Jake didn't even say goodbye. Of course, you weren't aware of this internal battle, so when he looked at you, paying special attention with big golden eyes, and didn't answer the question, you felt ridiculous.

“Wait! Where are you going?”

Tsireya asked worriedly as you ran to the area of tall trees to hide. You didn't want to upset little Tuk, so you removed your makeup in a small stream and stayed there until nightfall.

4. When Tuk “fell asleep” on the bonfire

When this happened, you were hurt, really hurt. Your heart felt heavy since the day you felt exposed before Jake Sully, the great warrior. It was obvious that he didn't like you. Maybe you were separating Tuk from her siblings when you weren't supposed to, yeah, maybe that. Because being ugly for him was embarrassing, but that couldn't be the reason why Jake decided to skip the ilu lesson, just to jump directly with the tsurak. Jake knew you would be his teacher, so it couldn't be anything but personal, not when your father told you not to worry about giving Toruk Makto lessons the morning after the makeup thing happened.

Jake knew he messed up. Tuk let him know since a week ago she entered the marui, with arms crossed, saying he was a ‘big meanie’ with you. Then Jake just made it worse when he talked to Tonowari about skipping a step of the training. To be honest, that decision had nothing to do with you. Jake was simply confident he could tame the wild animal that the metkayina warriors tamed. Jake needed to protect his family and couldn't afford to waste any time. However, Jake felt a certain relief when he didn't have to worry about saying or doing something foolish in front of you, even if it meant not seeing you at all. That feeling only consumed him when he noticed you no longer gave him a smile whenever your eyes accidentally met across the village. Now you tried to ignore him as much as possible, even avoiding his children when Jake was around.

“Dad, you need to fix this.” Tuk said, bringing the last piece of food to her mouth.

“Me? What are you talking about?”

“You know. My friend is sad because of you. I told you, big meanie. Now you have to apologize.”

“She's right, dad. Tsireya and Ao'nung said they have been really quiet lately.” Lo'ak talked with his mouth full.

“The dessert is next to them, how about we go get some? That way you can sit down, talk and apologize.”

Tuk grabbed Jake's hand before he could answer. They approached you, and although you smiled politely, your attention was focused on the little girl. You knew Tuk wanted dessert, so as soon as she saw the large plate everyone was grabbing food from, you handed it to her.

“Thank you! Oh, this spot is warmer than the other one, right, sempul? We should sit here.”

The silence between you and Jake was awkward, even painful for Tuk. Around you, the clan members chatted amongst themselves in lively conversations; some murmured, but all interacted with each other. Tuk, on the other hand, sat between you, waiting for her father to say something.

“Mmm, I'm satisfied. The food was delicious.”

“Do you wanna go to sleep, baby girl?”

“Nop. I wanna sleep by the fire for a while. It reminds me of home.”

Tuk climbed onto his lap, until Jake took her in his arms and, sitting down, rocked her like when she was a baby. Memories flooded his mind and subtly reflected on his face as he watched his sweet little girl sleep and his children talk quietly on the other side of the bonfire. You watched him discreetly, wondering how he felt since the day he arrived. Then, after a few minutes, when you were about to stand up, Jake said your name.

“I don't know how to say this.” Jake felt stupid. He was an adult, for Eywa's sake! “But Tuk made me realise I've been rude to you. It was never my intention to make you feel uncomfortable.” The girl struggled to keep her ears from perking up when she heard her name. “I'm really sorry. I just don't know how to act around new people, and my kids have loved you since the day we arrived here. I guess I wanted to make a good impression, but didn't know how to.”

“Why did you tell my father that you weren't going to train with me anymore?”

“That wasn't personal. Ilus are too easy, so I was sure I could manage a real aquatic beast.” Tuk felt his father's chest rise and fall as he let out a short laugh and wanted to open her eyes to see your reaction to the cocky confession.

“Of course. The great Toruk Makto can tame all the beasts in Pandora.”

For the first time in a while, Jake didn't dislike someone calling him that. A half-smile appeared when he noticed you avoiding his gaze and playing with one of your bracelets.

“But even I need to improve my breathing. My kids say you are a great teacher, so I won't miss the opportunity to train with you.”

“I'm not that good. Besides, I've only trained with them a couple of times.”

“That makes you even better.” Tuk almost let out an excited giggle, but she stifled it by letting out a sleepy groan before settling gently into her father's arms.

“Then we need to improve your breathing technique.”

That time, it wasn't exactly a failure, but Tuk wanted his father to kiss you already!

5. When Tuk spied on both of you

“Remember daddy, listen to karyu. Don't be grumpy.”

“I'm not grumpy, baby girl.” All of his kids looked away when he tried to gain their approval.

“You can be when you’re trying something new. But they are very patient, don't worry.”

“Auch.” Jake stood up and took the essentials before opening the curtain to let the sunlight in. “I must get going. Boys, take care of Tuk, Kiri is going to help Tsireya today.”

“Remember to smile at them! They like to see that you are enjoying the lessons!” Tuk yelled from inside the marui.

“Really?” Neteyam asked.

“Of course.” She smirked.

Tuk slipped away from his brothers' sight so she could watch Jake and you on the rocks where everyone took lessons before. It was the third day the little girl had done it, so Tuk already knew which trees she could hide behind to avoid being seen and to hear a little. Anyone who discovered her would reprimand her, but she would defend herself by saying it was to make sure her plan was on the right track.

Both of you were sitting on a rock, unaware of the little spy who was doing everything in her tiny hands to see a cute interaction. With the sun bathing your blue skin, Jake tried everything so as not to lose focus. It was silly, because Jake felt like a teenager, nervously looking away. But at the end of the day, he was the one who asked for help.

“Now breathe from here.” Jake felt your hand on his abdomen. You were showing him how to use the correct technique, but he couldn't help blushing. Even for a moment, Jake wanted to giggle. Your skin against his burned; it tickled him too. “Your heartbeat is fast.”

“Sorry.”

“Don't apologize. What's wrong?”

“I just have a lot in my mind right now.”

“Is it the clan duties? I can ask my dad to give you less chores. Maybe that would help.”

“No!” Jake instinctively reached for your hand, the one that was still touching him. “Sorry. I just…” Jake took a deep breath, without letting you go. “What would the clan think if the so mighty warrior asked for less chores?” Jake spoke with a bitter tone. Shame peeked through his words. “I have done enough coming here to hide my family, putting all of you in danger.”

The tiredness on his eyes and the scars on his face reminded you of the first time you met him. You couldn't imagine the guilt and pressure Jake carried on his back. Of course in every legend, there’s a side of the story that only the true warriors understand. That's why you decided to come closer, squeezing his five blue fingers and positioning your other hand on his chest, right where the heart was. Jake only looked at you, confused and expecting to know the reason why you were touching him like that —like you were touching something great and unique—.

“Did you ask for war?”

“No.” Jake flinched. His eyes betrayed him, and they revealed to you a painful reflection of years fighting the sky people.

“Then all you have done is protect your family.” Your braids slid in front of your forehead; Jake felt a familiar twist in his stomach. “No one can judge if any of you need time to rest and heal. Every warrior deserves to breathe and reconnect with the great mother. You have a strong heart, Jake.” He smiled, remembering the past.

“Thank you.” Jake whispered your name softly, and your cheeks showed a purple soft tint. “But I still want to feel like I do something for the people here.” «For you» Jake wanted to say; he didn't know why. “It’s the least I can do.”

Your smile made him want to squeeze you around his arms and never let you go. Then you realized how touchy you were being. Physical contact was not unusual among the na'vi, but you didn't want Jake to realise how much you liked his company, so you backed up and hid your hands under your thighs, hiding, at the same time, the fact that you wanted to keep being close to him.

“Well, then you must accept my help with the chores.”

“Only when you are not busy, I don't wanna get you in trouble.”

“Fine.”

“Deal.”

Your eyes sparkled. Jake leaned because he wanted to appreciate how the sun changed the color of the, slightly.

Tuk squeaked, covering her mouth. Then she covered her eyes, peeking from between the fingers.

Jake put the rebel braids behind your ear, caressing your face in the process.

Tuk bit her hand, moving her legs with excitement.

Both of your faces were starting to get close again. None of you backing up for a second.

So close.

Then, Tsireya called your name.

Jake jumped a little on his place, scratching the back of his neck. You looked away before meeting your little sister, who was running in the sand.

“Sa'nok needs you. Is… everything… okay?” Tsireya sensed some tension.

“Uh? Ah- ye-yeah. We were finishing our lesson. I'll see you later, Jake.”

“S-Sure! I'm gonna keep practicing. And, uh.. thank you for everything.”

“Of course.” You smiled again.

Tuk kneeled on the sand with frustration and slid her hands from the back of her head to the sides of her chin —almost digging the nails into her skin, messing up her hair in the process—. Tuk wanted to yell, but she ended up opening her mouth to let out muted screams. The girl rolled on the sand, throwing a silent tantrum that Jake didn't notice because he was too far, focused on his own thoughts: «Why do I feel like this?»

6. When Tuk asked Neteyam for help

“You have been doing what?” Neteyam scolded her when his little sister revealed why she needed help.. Tuk didn't like it when he was mad at her, especially when his arms were crossed and he was looking down at her.

“Dad has been alone since mom, and if there's someone who can make him happy it's them. Trust me, I have seen everything!”

“You mean ‘spy’ them?”

“I was just collecting evidence to confirm their feelings.”

“And?”

“Dad gets so nervous that he acts like a fool in front of them every, single, time. And karyu looks at sempul like he could fight a whole clan for them. They like each other! Please, Teyam! You have to believe me!”

Tuk wanted to be the director of this play, but she realized she needed help to succeed before it was too late. Neteyam was her best option for all she knew.

“Okay, okay. I will help you just this time. But if dad doesn't have feelings, then it's over. You will stop spying, hearing adult conversations and everything.”

“Pinky promise.” Tuk showed her fangs when she smiled.

“So, what's the plan?”

Tuk wanted Jake to give you something special, a gift. Maybe that would help both of you to confess what you're feeling. But she needed a motive. Fortunately, Jake passed the shell test very fast. The night he achieved another win, Jake arrived at the communal bonfire with you. And after Tuk told Neteyam all the little details she had noticed, he started to analyze too: his dad had a bright smile, bigger than all those lonely days where all he did was take care of the olo'eyktan’s chores. You were giggling, walking next to him.

“Kids, I finally made it.” Jake showed them the bright purple shell. The kids cheer proudly, hugging their dad.

“Was it hard, daddy?

“Not really, I had the greatest teacher.” Jake looked at you, silently thanking you again, like when he went to the surface after a long breath, showing you the smile piece on his hand.

“The credit isn't completely mine.” You sat down with your family a few seconds ago. The Sullys started to eat too, while their dad told them everything. A new story added to the menu of tales.

“You should give them a present as an official offer of friendship.” Neteyam started.

“Present? Mmm, I don't know. Na'vis have many meanings for presents, I don't want to make them uncomfortable.” Jake said while he took a piece of fruit.

“But daddy, Teyam is right. I gave them a lot of presents already! I know they love simple stuff!”

“Are you trying to say I can't do anything else than ‘simple’?” Jake messed with her hair.

“Well, you can make weapons.” Lo'ak said, trying to hype him up… unsuccessfully.

“Hey, I can make more than just weapons. I'll give them something nice.”

A few days later, Jake was at the very edge of frustration. He spent the whole afternoon thinking about what the perfect gift would be for you. But that wasn't Jake's fortress, so Neteyam found him in the marui, with tools and materials to work on the floor, and the shell in front of him, being appreciated in silence as Jake was about to give up.

“Dad, can I ask you a question?”

“Uh, sure.”

“Why are you trying to make it perfect so bad?”

“I guess I wanna prove myself to all of you. Don't tell your siblings.”

“I won't.” Both of them laugh. “Just that?”

“Well, I guess I wanna make something pretty for the heir of the metkayina throne. They have been kind and lovely with us, so they deserve something pretty.”

And that's when Neteyam knew Tuk was right. His dad wasn't the best with words, but Jake was really expressive. The oldest of the Sully kids saw the light on Jake's golden gaze when he talked about you.

“Then you should make the moment special.”

“What do you mean?”

“If you are so worried about what they might think, then make the moments unforgettable.”

“What's your suggestion?”

“I think I know who you should ask that…”

After a few minutes, a high-pitched voice filled the space with emotion. “And you have to give them flowers! We can prepare a cute spot in the small forest they have here, maybe with pillows, blankets, and sparkles! But they don't have glitter here.”

“Tuk, we don't have pillows and blankets here either.” Neteyam smiled. “I guess we can still look for a pretty spot.”

“And why flowers? I already have a present for them.” Jake spoke from the corner.

“Daddy! Don't be silly! The more gifts, the better!”

“Bad news. I don't even know what the main present is going to be.”

“Mmm.” Tuk scratched her chin. “They wear a lot of necklaces! It can be easy if you attach the shell to one of those ocean plants.”

Jake didn't want it easy. He waited two days to start with the crafting as he observed what kind of accessories you wore. Jake noticed you loved a certain rock and specific colors, so he decided to search inside aquatic caves for more stones. Also he crafted and painted wooden beads to add to the necklace. The only problem was that he needed to work really late, because sometimes you decided that you needed him right when he was in the middle of creating the best accessory for you.

“Jake?” The warrior hid everything under a blanket, dropping a few tools next to him. “What are you doing?” You asked, smiling, sliding into the Sullys’ house. Tuk saw you walking there from afar. She ran as fast as possible, trying to not lose any detail of the possible interaction that made her heart jump.

“I'm working on something for Kiri.” Tuk giggled when she heard Jake's excuse from outside.

“That's really sweet! Can I help you with something?”

“No!” Your smile dropped immediately. “I mean…” Jake chuckled, surprisingly. He never acted like that. “I want to do this myself. You know how I am, I want to prove myself.”

“Oh, well, I’m sure Kiri will like it anyway.”

“Why?”

“Because she loves you, and everything you do for your kids is from your heart.”

Those words got stuck with him when Jake finally had to give it to you. Somehow, it reassured him. Maybe you would like the present even if it was the worst work in all Pandora. Jake didn't know, but that last sentence was true. You would receive even the most insignificant rock that that man dug from the dirt. During the lessons, the communal dinner, or even across the shore when he was about to tame a tsurak again and you were fishing, you always searched his gaze. It's not necessary to say that the smile he reserved just for you made your head spin. That's why you would go with him anywhere too. You were just trying not to be obvious when you asked:

“I don't understand Jake. Where are we going?” Jake guided you, taking your hand. Neteyam and Tuk slid among the trees carefully.

“Tuk, we should give them space.” Neteyam whispered.

“Come on, Teyam. I know you want to know if he had the courage to confess too.”

“Ugh, okay. But just this time or dad will kill both of us.”

Jake stopped suddenly, seeing the tree with purple flowers that Tuk mentioned when Jake said he would get lost and never found the cave his kids prepared for this moment. Now, the pressure was getting real. His stomach sank a little, and sweat pooled on his hand. Apparently, Jake's heart didn't understand that he was just going to give you a present; he wasn't going to ride Toruk again. «I feel like a kid. What is this?”»

“Is everything alright?”

“Yes. Let's go inside the cave.” You followed him. After a few steps there was the place he was talking about.

“This cave? I have never been here. We need to be sure there aren't any animals. Also, this cave is not underwater and I don't have anything else but my knife.”

“Hey, don't forget you have the former forest olo'eyktan protecting you.”

Tuk giggled softly, covering her mouth because she was excited her dad was finally flirting. On the other hand, Neteyam furrowed his eyebrows, but one second later, he just hid his face, smiling, surprised by the way Jake was acting.

“Well, in that case…” You smiled.

Jake moved a curtain made by green leaves and pink flowers. Inside, there were bioluminescent plants and a pod emanating blue and white sparkles, next a basket full of fruit, and ulu'tah inib'sey mulsi (bowls) full of other variations of desserts. The beauty of Eywa surrounded them with grace, and Jake almost laughed when he saw a woven rug and some spongy thing that resembled human blankets and pillows —of course they were made with other materials.

“Wow, Teyam. That's awesome. Truly romantic.”

“What? I didn't-”

“We did.” Kiri said, hiding next to her siblings, Lo'ak came right behind them. “We figured out what Tuk was doing and catched Neteyam sneaking here to prepare everything.”

“I sincerely thought he was sneaking with someone.” Lo'ak whispered.

“Skxawng.”

“Shhh, I can't hear them.” The little girl complained.

“Jake, this is beautiful.” Your voice filled his chest with warmth. He was sure that the kids deserved

“And it's not the best part. Come, sit with me.” The tilt of his head, just a small gesture, made your heartbeat increase.

Both of you sat down on the rug. You were sure this was a human thing, but at the same time, it felt like what na'vi knew as a date. The least you needed was being delusional. However, you hope all the signs Jake apparently showed you all this time were what you thought they were.

Jake looked nervous next to you, fingering with the small bag attached on his hip. You tried to help, taking his hand and rubbing the extra finger that made him unique. Your action caused a reaction, Jake felt breathless when he realized how close you were. He could see the shades of colors in your eyes; the pattern of freckles that started on your forehead, crossed your cheekbones, and ended at your chin; the shape of your nose and the contour of your lips. You were perfect. Jake knew. His heart knew.

“If I think about it, I should have done this sooner, but this is the best occasion to give you something special. Because you have helped my whole family, you have been kind, but the most important thing is that you accepted us since day one. Even after I messed up with my mouth.” Both of you chuckled. “So, here it is. The present I made with my bare hands and motivation from little Tuk.” The girl smiled, still hiding, when her dad recognized her work.

The Sully kids huddled together among the leaves, feeling their skin prickle against them, just to get a glimpse of what Jake was showing you. They catched your reaction, but it was clearer for Jake, who was looking at you with expectation.

Your eyes widened, and your mouth opened slightly, then a smile adorned your face. What was hanging from Jake's hand was a thread made of marine plants that also held the most beautiful stones Jake could find, along with beads reminiscent of forest culture, all accompanying the protagonist of the gift: the purple shell you had thrown into the water the day he passed the final breathing test. The gift was so precious that your hands were shaking when you took it.

“Jake- I don't know what to say.”

“Just tell me if you like it.”

“Of course I do!”

Jake helped to put it on, and it laid beautifully on your collarbone, but his favorite part was that your whole face reflected how much you loved his work. You actually liked what he did. How couldn't you when it was a perfect symbol of pure affection? As the oldest child of the olo'eyktan and tsahìk you received presents before, but if they were sincere, you never felt a deep connection with the ones that gave them to you. This was not the case. You felt different… connected.

“This is not just a sign of friendship. I want to be so much more than just friends because you made me feel things I haven't felt in a while. Also, I think you are the most beautiful person inside and outside, and I wish you could give me the honor of doing many things with you in the future.”

“Jake, I see you.”

His pupils dilated when your words struck directly at his chest. Eywa, Jake wanted to answer you, say the same, but his emotions were kind of stuck in his throat. He was overwhelmed with his and your confession. That's why he embraced you when he felt the tears sliding down his cheeks. “I see you too.”

Jake mustered all his courage to gently cup your face in his hands and lean in slowly, just in case you decided you didn't want to. Your noses brushed against each other's before Jake pressed his lips to yours. When he finally felt the sweetness of the kiss, you both realized how much you needed this. One kiss wasn't enough to show what you felt, but now you had plenty of time to show it without fear of what the other might think.

With no exaggeration, Tuk was about to explode from happiness. She was going to scream, but Lo'ak covered her mouth. Everyone had to move quickly when the girl couldn't stop moving and started kicking her legs in the air in celebration.

“And we are out.” Neteyam whispered.

Inside, both of you acted like you didn't notice the kids outside and decided to enjoy the food while discussing what you were going to do with your relationship. Everything felt so special and romantic. You didn't want that to end, especially not now that Jake wanted to court you and have a future with you.

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hii, can i request a lo’ak x fem!reader where they were dating before him and his family left to the metkayina. she was beyond upset to see him go and mourned him for ages like he was dead. but eventually in AFAA they come back and they reunite and they notice how grown up eachother are, but especially reader has grown up. Physically and mentally, she had accomplished become a healer at a young age. Then Neteyam brings up Tsireya in front of the 2 and reader isn’t happy, then Lo’ak has to reassure her that he has only ever wanted her.

Nobody, but you | Lo'ak Sully

summary: Lo'ak leaves the omatikaya clan when his parents decide they have to seek uturu in order to protect everyone from the sky people. That means he has to leave you behind, and it just hurts both of you to the core. Lo'ak promises he will think about you, which means you don't have to end the relationship, but you mourn him, unsure about when he's coming back. After several months of being apart, your reunion tells you that nothing has changed. However, the mention of a girl of the other clan, who seems perfect, makes you doubt your worth for Lo'ak's love.

pairing: Lo'ak Sully x fem!omatikaya!reader

genre: angst, hurf/comfort, romantic, cute

warnings: Self doubt (Lo'ak and reader), jelousy, mentions of sky people and mangkwan (not explicit), Tuk mentioning Kiri's seizure (but using another word), minor AFAA spoilers I guess, brief mention of physical grown because If I'm not wrong just a few months passed since the Sullys left their clan (like, canonically), "but I don't want Ninat" parallel, aaaayeeeee.

a/n: I'm so sorry for the delay. I couldn't write in January, so here I am... ashamed of myself lmao. I hope I did a good job, I seriously loved the ending scene because of one specific line (you should know by now), soooo enough for now, let's read! English is not my first language, please be kind.

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“Lo'ak, you can't do this. You can't go.” Whimpers escaped your throat. Lo'ak was kneeling before you, caressing your face. Not even that could ease the stone you felt sinking into your chest. “This is your home…”

“I know. I don't want to leave, and I don't want to leave you. But there's nothing I can do. My father won't listen.”

You knew. Both of you were so young to be addressed properly in the clan. Also, Toruk Makto was doing everything to protect his family, and that was scary, too. Lo'ak was very important to you, your best friend, and the one you wanted to be your mate for life when you grow older. The possibilities of what could happen if he was hurt by the sky people were always in your head.

“I'm sorry.” Lo'ak wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest. As you wept, he tried to hold back his frustration. Tears escaped his eyes too, as Lo'ak imagined what he would do in a new place, with new people who surely wouldn't understand him. No one did, only you. That's why he stroked your hair and etched the feeling of having you so close into his memory because soon you wouldn't be. 

The following eclipses passed by like a slow-motion camera that was actually taking pictures very quickly. You didn't leave Lo'ak's side, not even when all the Sully siblings went to the labs, a place that, while not unpleasant, wasn't your favorite either. Neteyam, Kiri, and Tuk were also really sad to leave behind their home, their friends, and part of their family, so they tried to spend as much time as possible with you. 

You helped Kiri to choose the best outfits and Neteyam to pack his weapons. Tuk was attached to your hip —even fighting with his older brother when the boy wanted some time alone with you—. And Lo'ak? He asked his parents for permission so you could sleep with them the last couple of nights. One of them, you sneak to your favorite spot in the middle of the forest. Lo'ak wanted to give you something.

“This is for you. I want you to keep it, so you can remember I will always think about you, no matter how far apart we are.” He handed you an arm piece, woven with some blue and orange stones. 

“It's beautiful.” 

Lo'ak placed the accessory on your bicep. Shortly after admiring it, you decided to remove your necklace, where purple stones and a fang hung in the center. 

“Then you must have this. A reminder that I will be here waiting for you.” 

That memory played out in Lo'ak's mind along with your laughter when you played tag, the smiles when you caught him staring at you, and all the times he was able to hold you in his arms. During his entire time on Awa'atlu, not a single day passed when he didn't stare at the necklace with a stupid grin. Lo'ak was even caught by his new reef friends. 

“So who is it?” Tsireya asked with a smirk.

“W-What?”

“You know what she's talking about, skxawng.” Ao'nung rolled his eyes. “Is it your girlfriend?” 

“Of course it is!” Neteyam sat down next to his baby brother.

“She is. Although I don't understand what she sees in me.”

“You probably miss her.”

“A lot.”

“We are still young, brother. She would understand if you find another-”

“Never.” His golden eyes revealed how much it hurt him that Neteyam even considered the possibility of replacing you with someone else. “When we come back I'm gonna make sure we don't separate again.”

Meanwhile, in the forest, a month had passed since the Sullys left, but you couldn't stop thinking about your favorite boy. Your father was worried when you woke up so late, barely ate what was necessary, and escaped to places that neither he nor anyone else knew to finish your chores alone. And as the strong warrior your mother was, she sensed other things: your mind was elsewhere. Even when using sharp tools to craft or fix something, your head couldn't concentrate.

“Ah! Shit!” You hissed when your knife cut your hand.

“Ma ‘ite! (Oh daughter!)”

Your mother ran to you and kneeled on the ground. A few tears wet the bow that needed adjustments. But you weren't crying because of the pain, but because of frustration. She could see how tired you were. The dark shadows under your eyes, the pale lips, and the shaking of your body reflected how little rest you had had —in days—.

At the healing tent, everyone was busy tending those who were still going on missions against the sky people. So Mo'at allowed your mother to take what she needed home so she could treat you. It was incredible how being surrounded by incense and smelling the natural herbs relaxed your body. In recent days, whenever you entered Mo'at's workplace for any reason, you noticed that effect on you.

“Talk to me, tìyawn (love).”

“I miss Lo'ak sa'nok, and I'm scared. I don't know if he's fine, I don't know if he's hurt.” Your eyes became a pool of tears. “I know it's selfish, but I also don't know if he met someone else.”

“Oh, tìyawn.” She wrapped the herbs around your hand and then embraced you with her arms. “I know it can be difficult. What you both are going through is valid, but remember, you are young. I'm not saying you should forget about him or what you feel, but there's so much you can do and learn while you wait.” Her finger wiped a rebel tear sliding in your cheek. “Transform those negative feelings to something that can help you keep going. You are yet to go through the iknimaya, but you can start to learn. Eywa blessed us with something new every day.”

You knew your mother was right. So since that day you decided to become stronger and find a special task where you could learn and train. After a few days of thinking, you realized how much you wanted to be a healer. Of course you wouldn't be tsakarem —it wasn't your place—, but Mo'at thought about it since the day her granddaughter left. She started to think of the possibility of training you after noticing how much you liked to be around, helping Lo'ak and the other Sullys when they had minor injuries.

The training helped your mind to be occupied and your heart to be full of hope, wondering how Lo'ak would react when he returned and see your new ability. You mastered the skill as best you could, attending classes with Mo'at, helping your friends when they were hurt, and exploring your surroundings to gather healing plants. It became part of a routine you didn't expect to change much... until Lo’ak returned.

When one of the scientists from the Avatar program entered the healing tent saying that Tarsem and Norm were preparing Neytiri for operation, it didn't even take you two seconds to run after Mo'at. As soon as Neytiri woke up, she informed her kids were in trouble. Lo'ak was in danger.

You weren't allowed to fly with Tarsem, Neytiri and other warriors searching for the rest of the Sully family. So you stayed with Mo'at, pacing back and forth, praying to Eywa that everyone would be alright. Not even the incense and the familiar scent of natural plant juices could calm your racing heart. You felt the blankets that served as walls shrinking, making the place smaller. Was it your nervousness or was it really hot inside? There was a need from head to toe: you wanted to run anywhere —maybe hoping to meet Lo'ak faster— but you were more afraid of Mo'at scolding you. Your heart was about to jump out of your chest when voices were heard outside. Then you couldn't take it anymore, and ran.

As soon as you spotted the incomparable Toruk Makto, you knew the na'vi you longed to see was near. When you finally saw him —taller, slightly more muscular, and wearing some accessories from another clan— you called out his name.

“Lo'ak!”

The boy turned quickly upon hearing the voice he heard every night in his dreams. His ears perked up, and Lo’ak barely had a moment to open his arms before you lunged at him. Only when your chests collided did you both resent all the time you had been apart, unable to embrace each other like that. Lo'ak felt your warmth, and for a second, he thought «Maybe I'm just dreaming. Like all those times before. Yeah, that must be, because this is too good to be true». Then he heard you whimper. A thick tear landed on his shoulders, and he held you tighter. Another cry was heard. This time, it was Lo'ak.

“You are here.” He whispered.

“I promised I was going to be waiting for you.”

“I missed you so much.” Lo'ak step back a little to take a look at you. “You look so grown, so beautiful, just like I dreamed every night.” He barely could see you, as tears clouded his vision.

“And you look so handsome. I can't believe you are in front of me right now.” Lo'ak smiled. The boy held your face as if he was afraid you would break. Lo'ak wanted to kiss your lips so badly, but at the same time, he didn't want his whole family and some clan members to witness an intimate moment. Something inside of him burned when he kissed your forehead instead.

“Let's go inside, grandson.” Mo'at spoke behind you. “You can talk while we treat all of you.”

As soon as you started to work next to your karyu (teacher), you focused completely on what was needed. Lo'as observed every movement, afraid you would disappear if he took his eyes off you. Unwittingly, Lo'ak smiled, realizing he was able to see your tight expression as you were concentrating. You knew where everything was, what questions to ask, when to step in instead of the tsahìk. His girlfriend was incredible. Lo’ak never doubt you could do something important for the clan, but being tsakarem? Yes, you were so cool. Too amazing for him.

“That didn't even sting.” Neteyam said when you finished wrapping him with bandages.

“You have a very good technique, friend.” Kiri added, deeply grateful to know her grandmother decided to train someone while they were gone.

“You are a great healer already.” Your cheeks turned purple when your favorite boy spoke his mind.

“There's still so much I need to learn.”

“If you are good already, imagine how perfect you will be in the future.”

Mo'at looked at her grandchildren after all of them had already been cured. They needed to rest, so she instructed everyone to go to their old tent. Of course she asked you to take care of them for a few hours. You took this opportunity to greet everyone properly. Your friends were happy to return home and meet their friend. Shortly after the sleeping mats were arranged, Jake and Neytiri left to discuss things with other adults.

Lo'ak didn't leave your side, he even asked you to sit next to him, so he could snuggle with you. Lo'as definitely acted like a baby, but you didn't mind. It was the least both of you could do now with so much time apart, and a reunion filled with persecutions, injuries and chaos.

“You look so pretty when you are concentrated.” Lo'ak whispered in your ear. It was inevitable for you to show a dumb smile.

“It's really good that you step up in this position in the clan.” Kiri said, resting her head on the floor. “Your skills are good.”

“Thank you. Sometimes I felt stressed and was afraid to let Mo'at down. If you were here I could probably ask you.” You let out a short giggle, knowing that her absence was the reason why you started training.

“If you go to Awa'atlu, you could ask Tsireya for help too.” Neteyam mentioned when he finally laid down.

“Tsireya?”

“Tsireya is the reef princess!” Tuk shouted next to her brother. “She's beautiful, and she also helped us before her sa'nu arrived to help Kiri when she was shaking in the water!”

“You were shaking in the water? What does that mean?” Kiri looked at you a little annoyed, yet embarrassed. Your friend definitely wanted to forget whatever happened.

“There's so much we need to tell you. But yeah, she is really sweet.” Kiri whispered, this time calm.

"She's the kindest.” Neteyam kept talking. “When we arrived, the kids our age weren't exactly welcoming. They made fun of us, especially…” Neteyam looked at his little brother. His eyes reflected the anger and sadness, saying those words made him feel. Lo'ak hid his face from your gaze. He couldn't bear the fact that someday you would know about the bad experiences he had to face in the reef. “Well, the thing is that Tsireya helped us to adapt. She teached us their ways, even when little skxawng here wasn't able to hold his breath for enough time to dive. She's also intelligent because imagine teaching Lo'ak the basics!”

Lo'ak let out a groan. His brother was making him sound like a foul in front of you. What he didn't know was that the only thing on your mind was that Lo'ak had found a way to overcome the difficulties somewhere far from home. It was hard to imagine how alone he must have felt, even with his siblings. «He's so brave.»

“I wasn't that bad.” Lo'ak defended himself.

“Oh, really? How much time did you spend with Tsireya before you could pass the shell test? You trained with her for two weeks, sometimes even after the eclipse! People even thought you were spending more time alone than necessary.” Neteyam laughed, remembering how Jake scolded his brother when a fisherman mentioned this.

You felt a knot in your throat and heavy rock sinking into your stomach. So your mind traveled somewhere else. Were they really that close? You never thought about being scared of losing Lo'ak —more than pride, you were confident in the connection both of you had—, but a long time had passed. Lo'ak learned new skills, met new people. And you were left behind in a that weren't sure he was going to stay more than necessary, even more now that a new clan was hunting the Sullys. If he had another life and place to call home, how could you slip in that new scenario? Maybe you just lie to yourself. Everything felt like nothing changed, but with Kiri's words, you realized there was a lot you didn't know about your friends now —about him— and they had missed a lot from you too.

“At least you gained a protector. I mean, she really defended you, even from her brother.”

Kiri saw your expression and almost throwed something at his skxawng brother so he could stop talking. Of course, Neteyam didn't mean any harm. He was just picking on his brother. But your friend knew hearing this would do nothing good for you, not when you were so young and your relationship with Lo'ak had to go through a difficult time.

“Well, I'm glad she was kind to you, Lo.”

“And she showed him so many places! I was seriously so jealous when Lo'ak told us about that cave under water…”

“Sorry, I need to-”

You didn't even finish the sentence. Before you could find a proper excuse, your legs moved. The negative feeling guided you to the forest, where the big leaves hid your body and cries. It was dark, so being far from the clan was not a good option,but you needed a safe space where you could empty your chest. «I'm being ridiculous. Of course, Lo'ak would find someone else. His love may be sincere, but Lo'ak needs a proper future mate. What am I next to-»

“Paskalin?” Lo'ak called you, walking through the forest. You considered hiding, but it was better to end things fast. When he saw you hugging your knees above a tree, he sighted in relief. “What happened? Kiri said I had to come and find you. She smacked Neteyam on the head, and I loved that, but I don't understand. What happened? Are you feeling alright? Are you hurt? Or did you get overwhelmed? What's wrong?” Lo'ak's words left his lips rapidly, letting a giggle slip in the middle, but his voice was soft. Only then realized how much you missed the way he talked to you —patiently— when you weren't feeling good. You couldn't take it anymore.

“Do you like her?”

“Huh? Who?”

“That girl. Tsireya.”

“Oh! Yeah, of course I like her. Neteyam just told you about her. Her skills are really good in so many ways. She's my new-”

“Okay. I don't wanna know.”

“What do you mean you don't wanna know?” His ears moved back. You almost failed to feel bad when Lo'ak pouted.

“Because if she's your new partner then-”

“Wait, what? Who said anything about a partner? You are my partner, silly!” Lo'ak smiled, but when he saw a tear running down your cheek, his expression changed to a worried one. “Hey, hey. You are scaring me, what did I do?”

“You said you like her.”

“No! Not like that! I like her as a new friend!”

You couldn’t do more than stare at him. His eyes expressed how conflicted he felt, so his words had to be true. On the other hand, Lo'ak was scared. Just with that question, Lo'ak understood what Kiri’s actions were referring to before. Why on Pandora would you think he had eyes for someone else that wasn't you? Why did he have to run everything?

“Are you sure?” You whispered, looking down. Lo'ak’s thumbs caressed the stripes on your cheeks.

“More than anything. Why would you ask that?”

“She sounds amazing. She is kind, pretty, and intelligent. I mean, her name alone is beautiful.”

“You are all of that and more.”

“Not to mention she is tsakarem.”

“Now you have that title too.”

“I'm not supposed to! Kiri has the right to claim that title.”

“You have it now! If this wasn't supposed to happen, the great mother would not have allowed it. This is the way.”

“But-”

“No ‘buts’, yawne.” That definitely shut your mouth. “I don't have eyes for anyone else. Every day and every night, you were on my mind. If I learned something new, I made a mental note to tell you everything when I had the opportunity to see you. And when I had a bad day, I would look at your necklace and pray that I could hold you in my arms again soon. And now I have you in front of me. You have changed, grown up, but you are still mine.”

“She sounds amazing, so I just thought maybe she was a good future mate for you.” Your shy words made Lo'ak shake his head.

“But I don't want Tsireya.” His answer made your stomach jump, and you weren't able to hide an excited smile. “I can't believe you don't know how amazing you are. You are so strong. intelligent, kind, brave, patient, beautiful and so much more. But I'm glad I'm here again to remind you of that.”

“So you want me?”

“Yes. Nobody but you.”

This time, he got closer. Lo'ak wet his lips with his tongue, excited and nervous; your stomach jumped. For a moment there was nothing in Pandora besides him, you, and the beauty of the bioluminescence surrounding you. Every doubt in your mind disappeared when Lo'ak touched your lips with his. Slow and pure, just like the way you wanted your relationship to go. You wanted to do so much with him, but everything needed time, that was alright. Now you understand that no matter how far you were from each other, Lo'ak would never replace you, let alone forget about you.

“Trust me, I won't let them separate us again.” He whispered against your mouth.

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Chocochips | Tsu'tey

summary: Your mate, the mighty warrior Tsu'tey, accepts to bake with you for Valentine's Day, a human celebration he doesn't completely understand. Would he be good in the kitchen, a new place he had never visited before? And how would he react when he encounters a strong smell and a new flavor?

pairing: Tsu'tey x gn!human!reader

event: day 2 of Eywa's Arrow ("Unconventional” tawtute date)

genre: romance, fluff, cozy

warnings: Tsu'tey being a big kitty and tsundere, Tsu'tey discovering human activities, flavors, smells and things in general. Stablish relationship. Maybe a little bit cheese.

a/n: I'm so excited to post this! It was really fun to write. To then people who are waiting for their previous requests, I'm bagging for patience T-T. English is not my first language, please be kind. <3.

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“Why do this here?” His deep voice asked, looking around the metal room with skepticism.

“We have the tools in the kitchen.”

“We have tools to cook in the clan too.”

“But not the ones we need. Besides, we are not cooking, we are baking.”

“Bakeen.” Tsu'tey repeated it softly. He studied the word as it slid down his tongue.

“Yes, I want you to try cookies.”

“Cookeez.”

“Mhm.” You tried to hide your smile, because you didn't want Tsu'tey to think you were making fun of him. “Do you want them to be vanilla flavor or…?”

As you were taking out the utensils, Tsu'tey caught a whiff of something strong. At first, it had gone unnoticed amidst the mix of smells that only the kitchen could produce. But it was unable to be ignored by him and his keen sense of smell.

“Tsu'tey?”

He recognized vinegar, honey, and something toasted, also rancid, which together didn't smell bad at all. It reminded him of that dark liquid Jake drank in the mornings with his sky friends. Tsu'tey couldn't help but cautiously approach, noticing a brown bag on top of the refrigerator. It was high enough to hide it from a human, but not from a Na'vi.

“Oh, you found the chocolate chips. We had to hide it from Tuk, but at this point we need a new place.”

“Is it dangerous?”

“Well, It depends on how you think about it. It's delicious, but in excess it can... alter your behavior.”

“Delicious? Edible?”

“Yes! Oh! You should try it too.”

Tsu'tey picked up the bag with one of his hands, but he dropped it when something rattled inside.

“Is it alive?!”

“No!” This time you couldn't contain your laughter. The great na'vi warrior, who had trained to be an olo'eyktan years before, was on his hands and knees, eyeing the bag suspiciously. His ears were pinned back, and his tail was stiff. “There are different ways you can eat chocolate; you can even drink it. It's usually found in bars, but these are small chips.” You picked up the bag and shook it, making the sound again. Tsu'tey huffed and sat up as if nothing had happened.

“Come, we better hurry up before the kids become impatient.”

“I thought we were bakeen for us, that's why this is a date.”

“Yes! But I can't make cookies for Valentine's Day and not give my friends some.”

“Jake said the date of your tawtute celebration is not today."

“We can always start the celebration a little early. Come on, we are going to make vanilla cookies and some chocolate chip cookies for us.”

You put everything in a container to make the mixture. Tsu'tey watched everything attentively. He didn't like to admit it, but since their relationship began, he found certain things about humans increasingly curious.

“Do you want to help me?”

“Mmm… yes. What should I do?”

“Wash your hands and help me mix this, please.”

Before he started, you handed him a pink apron, and when he asked what it was for, you said it was necessary to avoid getting dirty. Of course, you knew perfectly well that the garment wouldn't work because of its tiny size compared to him. When Tsu'tey put his hands in the mixture, his fingers sank into it smoothly. His thumbs moved naturally. With his brow furrowed and his mouth tense, he looked extremely focused.

“It feels like mud, but softer.”

“Yeah.” You giggled, and carefully took out your phone, trying not to let Tsu'tey notice. You managed to take two pictures of him before he turned around. He looked like an angry baby in his onesie, which was actually the apron he'd barely managed to tie behind his neck.

“What are you doing with that tiny machine? Did you take a pikturr?” After spending so much time with you, both in your avatar and your human form, Tsu'tey learned to recognize some words and some devices.

“I'm sorry, but you look so cute, baby.”

“Stop it.” Tsu'tey tried to make his voice sound firm, but he couldn't. To others it was easy to say that the warrior had a very special —almost terrifying— character, but although he tried to act 'normal' in front of you, he was actually showing his more gentle side.

You put your phone away and walked toward him. Your neck ached slightly as you had to look up to meet his gaze. Instinctively, Tsu'tey crouched down. Standing face to face with him, you were able to stroke his cheek, smiling as he closed his eyes.

“You are cute, ma Tsu'tey.”

He let out another huff, this time not from tiredness, but because your touch relaxed him.

“The mix is ready.” You said before kissing his nose.

Tsu'tey asked if he could shape the chocolate chip cookies after you showed him how. So while he tried to keep the dough from slipping out of his enormous hands. Your mate didn't want you to see his cookies, it was a surprise, so when the vanilla cookies were ready, you showed him how to put the other trays in the oven and turned it on without looking inside.

“So you can eat this without the cookeez.” Tsu'tey said, taking a chocolate chip between his index finger and thumb.

“Yes!” You took a few and put them in your mouth. A sweet explosion hit your palate as the chocolate chips were crushed by your teeth.

Tsu'tey sniffed again before doing the same. At first, it was a little difficult because of its tiny size, but then his pupils dilated, his ears perked up, and his tail began to swish from side to side.

“Did you like it?” You smiled.

Tsu'tey didn't answer you; instead, he grabbed a handful of chocolate chips and popped them into his mouth. You laughed as you watched him sitting on the ground, reaching into the bag with great difficulty to grab the new food that had enchanted him.

“I guess I'm going to hide them from you too…”

When the chocolate chips ran out, Tsu'tey impatiently asked —every five minutes— if the cookies were ready, as he didn't want to eat the vanilla ones. After a while of not being able to have the dessert he craved, Tsu’tey sat with you and listened to you talk about the differences between na'vi and human food while you flipped through an old cooking magazine.

You were sitting on Tsu’tey’s lap, his head resting on top of yours and his arms wrapped around your midsection when a high-pitched sound, like an alarm, echoed in the kitchen. Tsu'tey immediately stood up, carrying you with one arm and drawing his knife with his free hand. He hissed toward the sound, assuming a fighting stance, ready to attack. You, with the magazine still dangling from your hands, patted his arm to reassure him.

“It's okay, that means the cookies are ready.”

“Mmm.”

After assuring Tsu'tey that there was no danger, you put on gloves to take out the tray. Tsu'tey watched you curiously from behind. When you finally saw the cookies, you gave him a huge smile.

“Hearts?”

“Jake said those figures were a symbol of the holiday of love.”

“They are.”

“And you said that these cookies were for us.”

His cheeks flushed, and Tsu'tey looked at you intently to observe your reaction. You threw off your oven mitts and jumped on him, confident he'd catch you. Tsu'tey wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest before settling you on the kitchen counter.

“You are awesome, do you know that?” You murmured close to his face, gently playing with his kuru between your hands. Tsu'tey smiled at this, knowing it was something you did when you were nervous.

“I only give my best when it comes to seeing my yawne happy.”

His words made you lower your gaze. Tsu'tey's fingers caressed your chin before his lips met yours. Even though you were surrounded by dirty containers, flour, dough, and butter, you couldn't help but feel like you were in heaven.

“Let's eat now, I'm hungry.”

You both ate on the couch made for avatars in the right wing of the labs. There, Tsu'tey hugged and squeezed you when he tasted the cookies for the first time. Your boisterous laughter echoed throughout the room when you saw the crumbs at the corner of his lips. You barely got to eat any chocolate chip cookies because he ate them all. You would have loved to make hot chocolate too, but you suspected your beloved would become addicted to the new flavor after that afternoon.

Tsu'tey definitely loved having such a peculiar —human— date with you. He would do anything to see you so peacefully asleep on his chest after a moovee marathon while eating that delicious dessert again.

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Cupid pt 1 | Spider Socorro

summary: It's Valentine's Day, and Spider receives a little help to understand that in this special tawtute holiday he must meet you. When he ends up looking at you through a window, dancing to a silly cheese song, the boy can't help but giggle. He admires his favorite person being goofy. Is Spider going to join the funny private concert?

pairing: Spider Socorro x gn!human!reader

event: Day 1 of Eywa's Arrow (Reader sings/listens a human love song for/with character)

genre: fluff, comedy, romantic

song: Cupid (Twin Ver.) (Fifthy Fifthy)

warnings: Spider and reader are two idiots in love but they don't know it yet. Inocent love. Cheese descriptions (let me know if there's something else).

a/n: I know, I know, I have requests to write, but things (grieve) happened and I got stuck. Because this month I'm gonna be busy and I planned this event since November, my inbox for requests is going to be closed temporarily. BUT don't worry if you send me a request in December or January, I'm still working on those and I'm going to post them besides the fics for this event. I was originally going to post all the request on January to concentrate on the event this month, but like I said, things didn't go as planned (I didn't have motivation).

With all this said, I'm so excited to start these Valentine's prompts. Especially because every time I hear this song, I think of Jack Champion. I got so excited with the idea that I ended up making a whole event! I hope just as it helps me to write something lighter and cozy, it can help someone who might be struggling right now. Remember, your life matters! You are loved, and you have the right to be heard and seen <3. English is not my first language, please be kind. Enjoy!

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Flora of all colors surrounded the boy. The canopy of a huge tree served as a hiding place for him. The animal —of the right size to provide for the clan— was drinking water from the natural container in the ground of Pandora. The grayish living being, unaware that it was prey, remained still making Spider's job easier. He took a deep breath, raised his chin, and pulled back the string on his bow, ready to release the arrow.

Suddenly he saw out of the corner of his eye how a small beautiful creature, with tentacles that helped it propel itself through the air, approached. Of course he knew what it was. He grew up learning what its presence meant, and how to act around it, because the creature inspired respect and peace in everyone who saw it.

Atokirina.

Seed of Vitraya Ramunong (tree of souls).

The seed danced around him, playfully leaning on top of his head. As Spider got distracted, the animal walked away. He could try and focus again, but the atokirina was, somehow, talking to him. The need to follow it vibrated in Spider's chest. So the boy climbed down and walked without thinking.

With no intention he ended up outside a room where a loud speaker played music. He rolled his eyes smiling, knowing exactly who was listening to the song that was twenty four seven on his head.

“A hopeless romantic all my life, surrounded by couples all the time. I guess I should take it as a sign.”

The atokirina tapped the glass of a window slightly. Spider got closer and finally saw you there, singing and dancing with a hoodie and a pair of pants. Clearly, you had no intention to go outside, but spend the day in your room. When you jumped on your bed and started signing the pre-chorus of the song, he had to cover his mouth to giggle.

“I'm feeling lonely. Oh, I wish I'd find a lover that could hold me. Now I'm crying in my room. So skeptical of love, but still I want it more, more, more.”

Eywa's seed stroked his cheek one last time before floating off in another direction. Spider looked at you through the window before heading to the entrance. Your body did a silly dance with a few easy steps, then you shook your head, making your hair fly to the sides. It was like those old videos of rock singers Norm showed both of you before.

“I gave a second chance to cupid. But now I'm left here feeling stupid. Oh, the way he makes me feel that love isn't real. Cupid is so dumb.”

You were singing —more like screaming— the lyrics in a way that was impossible for him not to tease you. Spider hurried toward the door. The cold metal floor sent a shiver down his spine, but even that didn't stop him. He barely greeted Max before he was already in your bedroom. Your back was facing him, singing to someone invisible outside, exactly the spot where he was a few seconds ago.

The boy didn't miss that opportunity. He took a few steps, no need to be stealthy because the music and your voice were so loud that you probably wouldn't hear the roar of an ikran if it were a few feet away. Spider poked your ribs, getting the reaction he wanted. A scream shattered the harmony of the song. Laughter caused him a bearable pain in her stomach. But the small concert didn't end there.

The door closed and you took his hands to guide him to the center of the stage. Spider frowned, confused, not understanding what you were trying to do. Because of the height difference, anyone who saw how easily you could manhandle him would laugh.

“What are you doing?”

“You know the lyrics. C'mon, sing with me.”

“I would rather die.”

“Aw, you like it! I have listened to you.”

That was true. That old song was on repeat in your playlist. No matter if you were taking a shower, preparing breakfast or getting ready to go out and explore: it was playing on the speaker or your headphones. And because Spider was close all the time, like an actual spider on your shoulder, the lyrics stuck with him. Sometimes, he found himself humming the chorus unintentionally. Once, Norm catched him and threatened to tell you.

“Let's sing together monkey boy.”

Your body moved with the music, and you forced him to do the same, moving his arms like a rag doll. His voice, deeper, with a lower volume, didn't exactly reach the same enthusiasm. Still, you sang a part that was almost hidden in the soundtrack, while he sang the main part.

“Hopeless girl is seeking someone who will share this feeling. I'm a fool, a fool for love, a fool for love.”

When you said the last line, your finger touched his nose slightly. Maybe in another situation he would make a face and step away, playfully. But the smile you showed him completely threw him off. Adorable marks on your face mesmerized him, and it didn't take long for Spider to realize you were still holding him. Now your hands were holding his.

From your point of view, something strange was happening because of the way Spider was looking at you with dilated pupils, half-open lips, and rosy cheeks. However, you didn't pay much attention to it, because you realized that your faces were very close. You pretended not to care, so as not to make things uncomfortable. You smiled again and tapped him on the forehead.

“Monkey boy, you still there?”

Finally, the boy returned to earth. He frowned, this time backing away as usual. Without warning, he bent down to lift you off the ground, holding you by your legs.

“Hey!”

Your body was thrown onto the mattress, while Spider protected your head. He didn't really want to hurt you.

“Are you done or perhaps do you want to keep going with the concert, oh great singer?” He asked between giggles.

“Until my playlist ends!” You answered, shouting dramatically.

Spider heard the next song through the speakers, so he just lowered the volume to talk again.

“Didn't you have homework? Norm is not going to be happy if you don't complete it for today.”

“Today is valentines day, dummy. I'm free of school.”

“Yeah, that corny human holiday. I forgot it was today.”

“Oh, come on! It's not corny if you think about it. A day to express your feelings to loved ones is never harmful.” You pushed Spider's shoulder so that he fell next to you on the mattress.

“So you decide to spend the day here, locked in your room without seeing your friends.”

“I just wanted a moment with me, myself and this amazing playlist full of fun music.” You turned your body to observe Spider's profile. You had noticed some time ago that without the mask his features were more visible, and therefore it allowed you to see his beauty more easily. “Before I went to the village to greet everyone and wish them a happy Valentine's Day.”

“So you didn't forget about m- us, right?” Spider tripped over his own tongue just in time.

“Of course not! I prepared gifts for everyone. Norm and Max already have theirs. If you see them with sparkling notebooks it's because I made them matching ones.” Spider couldn't contain his chuckles when he heard you laugh. “Neteyam and Lo'ak are going to be impressed by my craft improvement, and Kiri and Tuk are going to look beautiful with the hair pieces I made! Although I still don't know what I can do for Jake and Neytiri.”

“Ouch, you forgot about me.”

“That's not true!”

“Then what did you do for me?”

“It's a surprise.”

“You are mean.”

“No, you are mean. Why did you interrupt my private concert?”

“I can't come and visit my favorite person?”

“Yes, you can.” You rolled your eyes. “But I thought you were out hunting.”

“I was… but I wanted to come and see you.”

Spider looked at you and his light brown chocolate eyes pierced your soul. That was one of your favorite things about him, his eyes. You knew that in his childhood —and a little even to this day— he carried a lot of pain and rejection, but in his eyes you could see everything that he was. Spider was strong, but also very sentimental, even if he tried to deny it. Through those beautiful orbs, you could easily see what he was thinking or feeling. When you looked at each other, you felt as if you could touch the highest star or the pearl hidden at the very bottom of the sea. The only thing you hated, and secretly loved, was the feeling of floating when Spider hypnotized you like that.

“I have an idea.”

His voice snapped you out of your trance. Of course, you didn't know that Spider had also fallen into a loop of thoughts where you were the center of it all.

“Let's meet at night near the river where the Sullys and us used to play. There you can give me my gift and I can give you yours.”

“You have a gift? For me?”

Excited, you sat on the bed. The boy couldn't stop smiling at everything you did. He loved seeing you so animated, especially when he was the reason for it.

“Yes, but it's a surprise.” He mocked your previous tone.

“You are cruel, seriously. But!” You walked to the speaker. “You have to make it up to me somehow for being so mean. First you interrupt me, and now you're mocking me.”

All it took was pressing a button for the melody to start playing again. Spider rolled his eyes at this.

“Are you going to sing that again?” He drew out the last syllable.

“Nop, you are going to sing with me.”

“I did it before!”

“Now the whole song!”

“No, don't make me- ugh, I hate you.”

“I'm feeling lonely. Oh, I wish I'd find a lover that could hold me…”

While you were enjoying teasing Spider as you sang and danced, Max laughed from the kitchen, listening to the loud music. He was going to wait until the song finished before asking you to turn it down. At the end of the day, he knew you both liked each other, but you hadn't admitted it yet.

“Cupid really shot his arrow here.”

Taglist (to be added comment here)

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Eywa's Arrow (Valentine's Event 2026)

Welcome to my Avatar Valentine's Event! If I'm not mistaken, there are other events and prompt lists for Avatar, but not for Valentines Day/February without smut. So I decided I would create my own (I hope I survived because of course I'm participating).

In this post: How to participate. Rules. Prompt list/My fics for the event.

How to participate

🏹 You can participate through writing or drawings/paintings (fan art).

🏹 Starts: February 1st. Ends: February 28th.

🏹 The event is meant to be for the Avatar (James Cameron movies) fandom, but there are some prompts that aren't very specific. Feel free to join if you are part of other fandoms!

🏹 You can use one, all or as many prompts as you want (you can skip the ones you don't want to use too).

🏹 There are 10 prompts for 10 days. You can choose how to distribute your updates through February (It doesn't have to be on consecutive days, and it doesn't necessarily have to be days before Valentine's Day).

🏹 You must give credits (tag me) and add the #eywaysarrowevent in your post [read the following rules for more information].

Rules

1. You must be kind and respectful towards me and the participants.

2. This event is FREE OF SMUT (in case you can add ‘adult’ jokes or allusions to tension, then you have to put a warning, but NO SMUT).

Clarification: There's nothing wrong with reading and enjoying these types of stories, but remember, there are other events for that! Let's create an event for the people who want to read and write without adult content <3.

3. In case you want to use the divider in this post FOR THE EVENT, you are allowed if you give credits.

4. Like it was mentioned before, you must give credits by tagging me. Also, add this list (original prompt list) regardless of your own masterlist and the #eywasarrowevent in your post.

Note: I'm going to try and read/like the posts, but remember everyone has a life that matters outside social media. Please don't feel bad if I don't interact with your art. Thank you so much for the attention!

Prompt list

[The text below each day mark with a ♡ are the fics for my participation. You don't have to use the same characters if you don't want to.]

Day 1: Reader sings/listens a human love song for/with character.

♡ Cupid [Spider Socorro]

Day 2: "Unconventional” tawtute (human) date.

♡ Chocochips [Tsu'tey]

Day 3: 5 times one of the characters tries to play cupid and 1 that is a complete success.

♡ Little matchmaker [Jake Sully]

Day 4: A misunderstanding due to cultural shock (different tribes or races) ends in character or reader asking for a date.

♡ Coming soon...

Day 5: Friends to lovers on Valentine's Day.

♡ Coming soon...

Day 6: Enemies to lovers on Valentine's Day.

♡ Coming soon...

Day 7: Character introduces their spirit brother or sister (Pandora's animal) to reader.

♡ Coming soon...

Day 8: Love confession surrounded by the beauty of Pandora.

♡ Coming soon...

Day 9: Character or reader tries to win grumpy's heart.

♡ Coming soon...

Day 10: Date night in character and reader's special/secret spot.

♡ Coming soon...

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jake sully - tsyeyk te suli ── .✦ recs

꒰ masterlist • 01/28/26 • gif - @/helicarrier ꒱

ᝰ.ᐟ key: A- angst I F- fluff I S- smut I C- comfort I ~S- implied smut I H/C -comfort

☆ closer ── @writersrkive I F

Jake has always been a lovely and caring husband, but one morning he starts acting more affectionate than usual. Even with the village duties, he is not hiding the fact that he wants to be close to you. Your mate's attention reminds you of when your relationship first began, and it fills you with youthful excitement. But you can't help wondering, is there a reason behind his change in attitude?

☆ “well i don’t want y/n” ── @lilacnavi I A + F + S

you’ve overheard neytiri telling jake he needs to have a mate soon and she mentions how you were the best singer in the clan, only for your heart to break when you hear him say “well i don’t want (y/n).”

☆ sun lily ── @newtkive I F

jake sully loves nothing more than to rage bait you, and being in a 9 ft alien body just makes it better.

☆ the shadow and the sign pt2 ── @/newtkive I A + F

the olo'eyktan's son, tsyeyk suli, finds a false bodied avatar lost in the forest. unknowing of eywa's plan, he almost kills her.

☆ human!jake ── @/newtkive I F + ~S

☆ cheater, cheater pumpkin eater ── @lolli-apop I A + S

Jake Sully is slowly—and painfully—coming to terms that he's fallen out of love for Neytiri during a midlife crisis. His new point of devotion? Kiri's best friend, you.

☆ sex education pt2 ── @makoodles I A + F + S (ft. neytiri)

Jake is worried about his little human best friend that's starting to get all interested in Na'vi men. It's only natural that he takes the time to show you exactly what to expect, isn't it?

☆ “why can’t you just say it?” ── @carpecaelo I F

jake is a skxawng, but he's your skxawng.

☆ fantasize pt2 ── @jeanbie I F + S

It's official - Jake is sick and tired of Norm giving him shit. While he can't claim to know as much about Pandora as Norm does, there's still a few things Jake can afford to do to piss him off even more for the fun of it, and it just so happens that Norm's sister works as a scientist in the lab - which to Jake spells perfect revenge in its simplest form.

☆ ice cold ── @junebugonjupiter I A

You used to be with Tommy before his death, and now that you've fallen in love with his twin, Jake has doubts about where your really heart lies.

☆ all of you ── @lovemyavatar I A + F

☆ i don’t recognize you anymore ── @persefolli I A

jake takes it too far with his authority, and manages to lose his family in the process.

☆ imma leave you cryin’ ── @/persepolis I S

neteyam cheats on you, so you sleep with his dad.

☆ talk to me ── @fluffylino I F

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Thank you!! <3 (I'm gonna check these recommendations later hehe)

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hii! i love your work so much. can i request a fic where a girl (in her avatar) who works for the RDA saves Lo’ak and his siblings in the war. Them like super confused on who this random girl is rescuing them from Quaritch. Then eventually Lo’ak takes a liking to her after she runs away from the RDA. And she likes him back! Sorry if this is confusing

Between soldiers and war | Lo'ak Sully

summary: You, soon to be soldier, realize the RDA is hiding something from you. So your curiosity finally makes you investigate in the middle of an altercation, but curiosity killed the cat. What happens when everything you think is right is actually false? Perhaps in an attempt to do the correct thing, you save the enemy. But it's not that easy, and you are going to understand that when the young Sully brother decides to help you.

pairing: Lo'ak Sully x fem!avatar/human!reader

genre: angst, hurt, comfort, fluff (a little at the end)

warnings: James Cameron/Avatar canon-typical violence, one original side character, brief description of anxiety, internal conflict due to beliefs (non-religious), trauma, Jake being protective over their kids, RDA (lol).

a/n: Hello anon! Thanks for the request! I'm sorry if I added more things (like the x human part, but it's minimum), and also I got carried away and when I finished I realized that because of the date you might have wanted the story to take place in AFAA but I wrote it in ATWOW, I'm sorry it that was the case :(. I hope you enjoy it regardless. Don't forget I have more Avatar stories and everyone can ask to be added to the taglist in the Avatar masterlist! English is not my first language, please be kind <3.

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Water splashed into your artificially blue skin, which only made it harder for you to concentrate. You definitely weren't used to being outside on the alien planet you never asked to be born on. To begin with, it was only the fifth time you had left the interior of the RDA's laboratories —all that grandeur around you was overstimulating—, and although the recoms were training you to be a soldier like them, the reality is that you were insecure.

The only reason why you ended up with them was because of your adoptive older sister: Calavera, a tough girl who worked on Quaritch's crew. She was the only one who cared about the lonely teenager, orphaned by war. You may not have gotten along very well at first, but she made sure that Quaritch's team and the colonel himself trained you to survive, and of course, since nothing was free, also so that in the future you would become one of them. That's why you grew up believing that the na'vi were savages, that Jake Sully was a traitor, and that they deserved to die because humanity came first. Ironic, because they made an avatar for you, a rushed one, and with some… different qualities.

You were hiding. Nobody knew you were using the Avatar at a time when it wasn't allowed. Calavera was going to kill you if Quaritch didn't do it first. Why? Because you followed them outside the ship. You weren't exactly an expert about Pandora, but you were tired of the crew hiding what they were actually doing to pursue Jake Sully. All you knew was that you traveled with those whale-like animal hunters to the place where the enemy probably hid. What finally piqued your curiosity? The boy, your age, whom Quaritch was protecting and wouldn't let you near. A young human with na'vi spirit.

“What the hell?”

You didn't know there were more children, including a girl much younger than you. They were tied to the ship's railing. It was obvious they were hostages, but why people your age? And why would the colonel need so many? Unbeknownst to him, the answer was given by the colonel himself, who was speaking to someone through a communicator.

“You want your kids back? You come out alone. You know better than to test my resolve.”

You felt the only food you'd had all day rise in your throat. Quaritch put a gun behind the na'vi boy's head. But he wouldn't dare, would he? The colonel was intimidating, but he couldn't kill someone who wasn't exactly implicated in all of this.

“You killed your own. Good men, good women. I will not hesitate to execute your kid.”

A gasp was let out of your mouth, almost exposing you to the marine who was nearby. You pressed yourself against the wall, covering your mouth. Your legs trembled as the realization dawned on you that the man was coldly cruel. What if he ever decided to get rid of you? But that didn't matter at that moment. You had to help the na'vi, but how? Calavera trained you, but you still had no experience in real combat, and the damn explosive noise of the weapons was giving you a headache.

“Payakan!”

For a moment you thought the little girl had screamed for help, but her excited tone told you she was calling a name. You peered out and saw one of those majestic animals jumping onto the ship, crushing some soldiers and making everything tremble beneath your feet.

“Holy shit.”

Then the chaos began. You ran, trying to find a weapon while also trying not to attract the attention of the fighting soldiers so they wouldn't ask you to join them. You knew you had to come up with a plan to escape the ship with your Avatar, but you were terrified.

While you were planning a way out, you saw two na'vi and Quaritch's protégé fighting with the marines. You immediately hit one of the soldiers, but because you had something resembling a uniform, the boy who had been targeted in the head earlier was going to tackle you, until you picked up a weapon from the ground and shot someone who was trying to attack him from behind. You looked into each other's eyes for a second. Lo'ak —though you didn't know his name— recognized something in that look: realization and fear.

“Come, we can jump into the water that way.”

Lo'ak was about to follow you, when his best friend stopped him.

“Wait! She's with one of the closest to Quaritch!”

“We can trust her.” The youngest said.

“Lo'ak we can't risk it!” The other blue boy answered.

“She just knocked out the shit out of a soldier who was going to attack me!”

The boys looked at each other, debating whether to follow you or run in another direction. Your heart was beating rapidly, and the anxiety reflected in the trembling of your hands was impossible to ignore, so you despaired.

“Do you want to stay alive or what?!”

As you were about to dive into the water, Lyle saw all of you from a distance. You took the gun and fired into the air, just to scare him —that wasn't possible— and gain time. Corporal Lyle didn't recognize you, so when you jumped he shot again. Fortunately, the bullet didn't reach you.

“Come with us!” Lo'ak directed you to climb with him onto a sea animal you didn't know.

As the icy water greeted you with a jolt, you concentrated on holding your breath and closing your eyes, not knowing what you were doing or how all of this was going to end. Lo'ak felt your body tense up behind him. He touched your arms, which were around his waist, for a second to try to reassure you. That calmed you down until you returned to the surface and everyone began to descend from the living transports under the onset of the eclipse.

“Dad! Here! We are fine!”

“Mr. Sully!”

Panic returned. You saw the na'vi soldier —former human— wearing his vest and carrying his weapon, approaching his children to check on them. You stopped moving toward the shore. Even though you now knew the colonel was capable of worse than you ever imagined, you couldn't approach the man everyone called a traitor either. Because you felt that, in some way, you were the one betraying the only ones who had cared for you over the past few years.

“Dad! We need to help her too.”

“Help who, Lo'ak?”

The boy turned around, ready to offer a hand, but you weren't there. Neteyam and Spider looked around, but they didn't pick up any trace of you in the dark ocean. The youngest Sully son thought for a moment that it had all been his imagination, that his mind had worked strangely to lure them all out of enemy territory. But he knew that wasn't the case. Was it a trap? But how could it be? After all, you had helped them escape to reunite with their father.

The sun was burning you. It was burning everything. It was burning the earth and the sand you walked on, your body and your heart that grew heavy with every step you took. Counting the days you were no longer with the RDA didn't matter. The first few were the hardest, when you hid your Avatar in the highest treetops near the SeaClan territory, and when you escaped in your human form. You still remembered waking up in Calavera's arms, who cared for you and fed you on the last day you were going to be hiding on an island. When the rest of the RDA arrived for the surviving soldiers, you ran as far as you could. You didn't know Calavera saw you escaped after taking two spare masks. Although she was afraid of what might happen to you, she trusted your abilities. Deep down, she didn't want you to grow up surrounded by an ideology she herself was beginning to doubt.

Now you were in trouble. You couldn't connect to your Avatar, so you'd neglected it. On the human side, you had the theory and remembered some poisonous or safe-to-eat plants and fruits, but it wasn't enough. You were malnourished. This is how they found you: on the verge of fainting, walking aimlessly because your head and body couldn't take it anymore.

“Sky person!” the cry of a warrior echoed on the beach.

The last thing you heard was a distant noise and a familiar, young, and somehow calm voice saying:

“Wait! Don't attack! We need to help her!”

You don't know exactly how long you were unconscious, but when you opened your eyes, sunlight —or did it have another name on this planet?— was streaming in and illuminating a brown ceiling. The scent of medicinal smoke, wood, and dried leaves reached you, even through the mask.

“She's awakened!” That voice was unfamiliar.

“Hey, hey. How are you feeling?”

A blue face with golden eyes appeared before you. The memories of the past few days faded for a second, so you stood up roughly, headbutting the other person, causing them to groan as you moved to the other side of the room.

“Ouch!” The boy covered his forehead; you took advantage of this to grab the knife that was in a kind of woven belt around his waist. “Wait! I'm not gonna hurt you!” A short haired girl stood up next to him, looking at you with fear and worry.

“Lo'ak! What's wrong?”

A large, muscular figure opened the curtain, blocking the only exit. «Shit. I'm definitely dead now.» you thought when you recognized Jake Sully.

“Put that down!” The man pulled out his knife, grabbing Lo'ak and Kiri by the arm to pull them behind him.

“Dad, no! She's just scared!” The girl shouted.

“I said put it down!”

“Not until you tell me where I am.” Suddenly your voice sounded hoarse, your throat hurt. How many days had you been unconscious?

“You are with the metkayina clan. The scientist took care of you but had to move you here a few hours ago so they could unpack everything.” The boy explained. “Dad, please.” Jake slowly lowered the weapon, and you did the same, although you continued to hold the knife handle tightly. “You are safe here.”

“How am I sure? I came from the RDA, and you just said that the scientists were ‘taking care of me’.”

“I meant literally. They fed you intravenously, they gave you medicines and vitamins. And I went to check that everything was going well daily.”

“We are not like the RDA kid.” Jake said. You didn't detect any mocking intent in his voice, but something in your chest shrank.

“They took care of me too. Before.” You defended.

“All I'm trying to say is that-”

“Dad, let me talk to her alone.”

The man watched you closely. It was clear he didn't trust you, and you couldn't blame him —you didn't entirely trust him either; everything was very confusing—; he didn't want to risk his family by having someone from the RDA among them. It was enough for him to have given in when Lo'ak asked him to protect you from the metkayina since you were the one who got his kids off the ship alive. However, beneath the shadow of his own imposing figure, he also saw a frightened and disoriented girl.

“Fine. But I'm coming back in a few minutes, and I'm staying close. Come on, Kiri.”

Before leaving, he gave his knife to Lo'ak, who placed it beside the sleeping mat where you had been lying. He wanted to show you that he had no intention of using it.

“Come, sit down.” And you sat down, but far away from him. This made him chuckle. “We found you near the edge of the beach. You were in very bad shape, so before the warriors killed you, I told them that you had helped us escape from the humans. I recognized you even though you weren't using the Avatar.”

“Why do you trust me?”

“I don't, not completely, but I know you are not a threat.”

“Wow, that's very kind of you.”

“Listen. You defend us and help us escape, someone who's evil wouldn't do that.”

“You can't be sure I'm not evil.”

“Then why did you escape?”

You didn't answer him because your stomach churned at the mere thought. It wasn't possible to confess how you'd realized that everything you thought was right and wrong was actually the other way around and that those people who hadn't been mean to you were actually cruel. No. You couldn't tell that to a boy you didn't even know.

“Okay, I'll give you space. My sister and I will come check on you in a moment, okay? You'd better get some rest.”

“Wait! My Avatar, she's dying-”

“We took care of it, don't worry. The leaders allowed our human friends to stay as long as they helped protect the reef, so you'll be staying with them. And you will see the Avatar when we take you to the labs again.”

“Thanks…”

“Lo'ak.”

You answered with your name. For some reason, the na'vi's ears perked up and his pupils dilated briefly. You didn't have time to make any comment because he simply nodded and left, leaving you alone in the middle of a tent that was enormous for your tiny human form.

As time passed, some things improved. Your Avatar and your human body were safe, and little by little the discomfort between you and the scientists faded away, as you logged in every day to explore the beach and help the clan in your blue form.

The Sullys and the metkayina still kept an eye on you, just in case. The one you still couldn't approach normally was Jake, because even though you witnessed how hard he worked to protect all the na'vi, especially his family, you couldn't shake the feeling that he'd been portrayed to you as an evil and treacherous being. Oh, and Neytiri... well, she scared you. On the other hand, the kids your age got used to your presence more quickly. Neteyam and Ao'nung were the last to fully trust you, like good older brothers. Kiri and Tuk understood that everything was new to you and that some things still scared you. Rotxo and Tsireya helped you with difficult or new tasks in the water. Spider was the one you talked to the most; one night you both even opened up and talked about the internalized traumas that being with the RDA had left you with —you confessed that you missed your sister, and that although you knew it was impossible, you hoped to see her as one of the people someday—.

With Lo'ak, the situation was very different. He was the one who looked after you the most. He always asked if you needed anything, if you were comfortable, or if you had eaten. But somehow, that same closeness felt distant. You wondered why he didn't spend time with you like everyone else, then you realized you didn't spend time with him either, so you couldn't blame him. Only you knew the reason behind this. Everything changed one night while you were sitting on the beach after the eclipse.

“Hey, soldier girl. Is everything okay? It's almost bed time.” Lo'ak spoke behind you.

“I'm not a little girl. I don't have a bed time.”

“That's not what Norm said.”

“Shut up.”

Lo'ak laughed. Although you couldn't see him, you could feel him hesitating over his next move. In the end, he decided to sit next to you. The gentle sound of the water helped you relax. The foam lapped against your ankles, reminding you of the guilt you felt for having sided with those who wanted to conquer a land that wasn't theirs. It also brought back memories of the good times that flashed through your mind, of when the whole soldier team laughed together or your sister showed her protection through small gestures, making you feel special.

“I know I carry a lot of demonic baggage, but don't think it isn't confusing and shameful for me."

“Why do you say that?"

“I know that despite caring about me, you still have some doubts, that's why you're distant.”

He shook his head, biting his lip. He looked away to hide his embarrassed smile, then turned to study your profile. Your nose, the shape of the eyebrows, your chin… all of it was beautiful, whether you were an Avatar or a human.

“It's because I'm nervous.”

“Huh?”

“I try to talk to you more than I should, about trivial things like Kiri, Spider, or everyone else. I've also tried to sit with you at dinner, or come with you to the labs to see you a little longer, but I can't. It's because you make me nervous.”

Lo'ak hid his face, but watched you from below, waiting for your reaction. Despite everything, you could see his rosy cheeks, his ears back, and his tail wagging anxiously, accidentally bumping yours.

“Well, you make me nervous, too.” The murmur was lost in the sound of the water splashing at your feet as you shifted your position to rest your cheek in your arms. You weren't capable of seeing him.

“I think we can make it work.”

“But I don't wanna mess it up.”

“What?”

“Everything. They've given me a home, friends, and I don't know if I have a family yet, but I don't want to lose you guys. I don't want to lose you either if something goes wrong.”

“Hey, you're not going to ruin anything. And nothing will go wrong if we're together.”

Lo'ak took your hand and intertwined your fingers. The boy couldn't describe the incredible sensation of touching your pinky, because finally he could share a different —special— connection with someone —with you—. At the same time, you felt as if a shooting star had crossed your chest, or perhaps it was the water that was beginning to give you chills.

“Then let's make it work, Lo.”

The boy groaned and covered his face with his free hand.

“Don't call me that.”

“Why not?” You giggled.

“Because I like it.”

“Then I'll keep calling you that, Lo.”

“Stop!”

Lo'ak hugged you around the waist just enough to make you both fall onto the sand without hurting you. Laughing, you gazed at the stars as he tickled you. When he finally took pity on you and your lungs, he looked down. His golden eyes immediately mesmerized you, almost as if the stars were now surrounding his pupils. Lo'ak placed a sweet kiss on your forehead, and you smiled, caressing his face. No matter the confusion and pain that sometimes clouded your mind, you knew you had him. You were going to be okay.

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Hello!! May I ask if you ever plan on writing a part two of the "No matter how long it's been, you're mine" Jake Sully x male reader? Just asking !! Bc it's so good I genuinely ate that shit up and crave more of them two

Hello anon! I'm so happy this one-shot is getting attention and that you enjoyed it!

The answer is yessss, the person who originally requested the shot sent another for a part 2, and I'm so excited to write it!!! Let's say I'm dying for more Jake Sully x male!reader too 😭. Little spoiler: we are getting more family moments. I just need to write requests that were sent first. Please hang on 💌.

Thanks for your message <3.

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Grief goes deeper than water | Lo'ak Sully

summary: Lo'ak is dealing with grief and guilt after Neteyam's death, but his heavy heart can't understand why you don't look as sad as him or the other members of the Sully family. Is it actually because you are over it? Or maybe Lo'ak is not looking at the full picture. You are forced to tell the truth after a fight with your younger brother.

pairing: younger brother!Lo'ak Sully x gn!older sibling!reader (platonic)

genre: angst, hurt, comfort

warnings: grief, verbal argument (a little bit physical, nothing mayor), set somewhere between the end of ATWOW and the start of AFAA, NO AFAA SPOILERS, neglected children (because of grief), description of an anxiety attack and the aftermath, use of they/them.

a/n: I have some requests, but I wanted to write this so badly. This might be a little triggering if you are experiencing grief (because of the loss of a loved one), so if you think it might be comforting go ahead, but PLEASE don't force yourself to do it. As I mentioned in the os: grief is so weird and confusing. I'm not a therapist or something related, but it's better to read something that is not actually hurting you. And if you are hurt, remember: you are not alone. You can talk with people, you can heal eventually <3. English is not my first language, please be kind <3.

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Lo'ak watched you from where he was. Tsireya was beside him, arranging the medicinal herbs that Lo'ak had helped her collect. Usually, your little brother enjoyed Tsireya's company, it helped to distract himself and stop thinking about the pain he carried since the day of the last battle with Colonel Quaritch. But at this moment his attention was on you.

The mourning paint adorned your face as it did that of the entire Sully family. However, there was a difference —or several rather— that Lo'ak noticed in recent days. After Neteyam's death, Kiri didn't talk much, as usual; however, she tried to be with her siblings and her friends during the day so as not to fall into sadness. Spider tried to help in any way he could, whether in the clan or the family, partly as thanks for letting him stay with you, but also because he understood that the pain was so deep that sometimes no one felt like doing anything. Little Tuk was the ray of sunshine that kept everyone smiling with the small moments they could enjoy; that was what made the moments when her mind betrayed her and she entered the marui calling Neteyam's name to show him a conch shell, a flower, or whatever she had found in her exploration even more difficult. Lo'ak didn't talk about the subject, spending more time with Tsireya and Pakayan, but also trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible until his father found a reason to reprimand him. The hardest thing for him was seeing his parents. Most of the time, Neytiri didn't speak more than necessary; her tiredness was reflected in her weary eyes surrounded by smudged paint. Jake was very busy collecting the weapons that had sunk along with the ship that represented hell for the whole family, neglecting his children and his mate in the process.

You were a different story. Tsireya had told him that of all of the Sullys you were the one who was least present in the marui, after your father. As soon as the light entered through the curtains that offered privacy, you would walk outside looking to do something new: help Rotxo fish, ask Ao'nung if there were any tasks left to complete, spend the afternoon with Tsireya when she wasn't with Lo'ak, ask your siblings if they wanted to go swim.

“Lo'ak? Is everything okay?” The girl asked, holding his hand as she was trying to reassure him.

“Yeah…” Lo'ak saw you by the communal bonfire dancing in front of Tuk, who was sitting on the sand laughing at your ridiculous moves. What bothered him most was seeing you act as if nothing had happened. While your brother couldn't say that Neteyam's death hadn't affected you, he would venture to say that you got over it very quickly. The last time he saw you cry was the first time you connected to the ranteng utralti (spirit tree) to visit Neteyam. “Let's go, I'll help you find Ao'nung before I head home.”

Lo'ak arrived home a little late because after saying goodbye to Tsireya, he took a long walk along the beach. Part of him wanted to collapse onto his sleeping mat and not open his eyes until the next day, but another part didn't want to see his family. It sounded bad, but he didn't want to see you, more specifically, your lively expression contrasting with everyone else's obvious pain.

“Where were you?” Jake was the first one to talk.

“Out.”

“Don't play with me right now, boy. I'm not gonna ask you again.”

“I was with Tsireya.”

Neytiri was putting Tuk to sleep, so she just hoped the argument wouldn't escalate. She was very tired, but of course she was going to intervene. However, Kiri and you, finishing Spider's hair, exchanged a worried look.

“Lo'ak, we understand if you want to spend time with your friend, especially now, but there's rules and you know that.” Jake sighted.

“Your father and I have asked all of you not to be outside for too long after the eclipse.” Neytiri spoke softly.

“And why aren't they being told anything?" Maybe you were sleepy and your eyes were tired, because Lo'ak couldn't be looking straight at you, right?

“Me? I'm never too late after the eclipse.” Your tone of voice wasn't harsh; rather, your confusion was genuine.

“Don't drag your sibling into this, it's not the time to fight.”

“They never get scolded!” Lo'ak didn't know why he was so defensive, but something in his chest was boiling, like a pot of hot water about to explode. His mind was clouded with anger. “They leave as soon as it's light, they spend all their time with Rotxo or Ao'nung and nobody says a word!"

“Don't raise your voice at me.” Your father was trying to stay calm.

“Brother, calm down.” Kiri whispered.

“Lo'ak, your father wants all of us to be safe at night-”

“It's not about that! It's never about that!” The boy yelled. “It's because it's me! It's always me, the failure, the one who does everything wrong! But they can spend all day outside, jumping, dancing, acting as if we weren't in mourning!”

“What are you saying?” Your voice sounded like a soft gust of wind, because you didn't understand what you had done to anger your younger brother so much.

“I'm saying it seems like all this doesn't hurt you at all!”

“Bro, stop.” Even Spider didn't know what was going on.

“Lo'ak…” Little Tuk's voice was barely audible, her sleep disturbed by the tension. Lo'ak felt bad for waking her up, but he couldn't stop. It was as if the words were escaping his mouth, and he was unable to control his tone.

“You're tired, It's better if we sleep." You answered.

“No! Why don't you just tell me why you act like you don't care?”

“Like I don't care?”

“Yes! You seem happier than all of us lately. You act like you don't have a dead brother!”

Your mother let out a gasp, Kiri covered her mouth, Tuk's eyes were filled with pain, Spider looked at everyone not knowing what to do, and before Jake could react you pushed Lo'ak to the ground. You hissed, getting close to him again, but your father intervened between the two of you to prevent anything else from happening.

“That's enough!” Jake scolded.

“Stop telling bulshit! You don't know anything about the pain I'm going through, the same pain as everyone else!” Something inside you broke when you confirmed what you feared most: someone believed that you were fine, that losing him didn’t burn you to the core. “He was my brother too!”

You felt your throat tear apart when you let those words out, and before falling to your knees you preferred to run away. The path of sand, strong woven material —used to go from one marui to another— and palm trees became blurred before your wet eyes.

You felt your legs burning from the intense effort of running. When you ventured far enough into the small habitat that reminded you of home, you stopped. The bioluminescence of the night surrounded you as you felt your chest rise and fall, yet you couldn't breathe. You felt like air wasn't passing through your nose and panic began to take over your body, especially when you watched everything spin around.

Then someone said your name. At first, it was a whisper. «Eywa, is that you? If my time has come, please don't let it hurt.» you thought, although soon afterward the murmur that called you became a nearby shout.

“Hey, it's okay, it's okay.” Soon you caught Lo'ak's face, he took you by the shoulders as he helped you sit down on the ground. “Take a deep breath. You are safe. I know I'm probably the last person you want to see right now, but I won't let anything happen to you.”

Gradually your breathing slowed as Lo'ak gently stroked your back in circles to help calm you. He was giving you enough space so you wouldn't feel suffocated, but still felt his support.

“I think I'm going to faint.”

“Come here.” Your brother guided you to the enormous trunk of a nearby tree. After crawling to it, you were finally able to lean against something to rest. “Listen, I'm really sorry about what I sa-”

“Don't. Don't talk, not yet. My head really hurts.”

Silence reigned as you wiped away your tears. The sounds around kept you company. The call of some animal to its pack echoed among the plants. Although that was helping you control your heart rate, for Lo'ak it was torture not being able to express how sorry he was for speaking to you the way he did, saying all those horrible words.

“He's at peace, that's what gives me comfort.”

You didn't know where to begin, and your heavy body being almost sucked into the roots of the tree didn't help much, so it was best to just say the first thing that came to mind. That's what pain was like: confusing, disorganized. Lo'ak paid attention to you, without saying anything, without moving much for fear of making another mistake.

“Neteyam told me when the great mother allowed me to visit him. He gave me a big smile and we talked as much as we could until I had to leave.” A smile appeared on your face, remembering all the jokes he said. “I think that helps me remember that although the circumstances in which we lost him were horrible and painful, at least his pain didn’t last long and now he can rest.”

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes. Lo'ak admired you. He wished he could control himself as you did; he wanted the pain to no longer consume him.

“But it's really hard. That's why I try to help out in the clan, talk to my friends, and hang out with you all as much as I can, because sometimes the pain stays in a corner of my heart where it weighs me down, but doesn't bother me; and other times I feel like it's dragging me down. I don't know how I'll feel tomorrow, so I feel like I should take advantage of this time when I have the urge to get up, to move.” You paused, feeling a knot on your throat. “And when I dance, or laugh, or jump, it's because I feel like he's by my side doing the same, just when he was… alive.” An itch appeared in your nose and eyes. “When there were festivals in the forest and the clan played music, Neteyam and I always danced. He didn't really like it, but he did it for me. Other times, when he wasn't in the mood, I could at least make him smile with funny dance moves. Now, it's Tuk who I make laugh.” They both laughed as they remembered their older brother. "You know? She misses him a lot. I think she doesn't quite understand that he's gone. Sometimes, she doesn't want to play with her friends and stays home helping mom to avoid talking, which is why I talk to her so much. I worry that we're all so focused on our own grief that we forget that even though she's little, she's hurting. I know she cries… I cry too.” Lo'ak's eyes filled with thick tears, remembering all the times he had hidden away to cry Neteyam's death. Now he understood that you did the same, which was why he hadn't seen you cry in a long time; because even though it was different, you too were dealing with the pain. “But it's so weird, the feeling it's weird. Sometimes, I want to cry, but I can't; other times, my mind and heart simply forget that he's gone and I break down.”

Despite being dangerous at night, Pandora's nature enveloped them at that moment with a freshness that calmed them both.

“I'm sorry.” He finally said. “You're right, I've been so focused on myself that I thought everyone must feel the same way I do. Maybe it's simply because I know I'm the one to blame for-"

“No.” You adjusted yourself to face him, took his hands and squeezed them as tightly as you could. “Don't ever say that.”

“But dad believes it, maybe even mom.”

“They don't, and if they make you feel like they do, let me know so we can talk to them about it.”

"You're acting like Neteyam." He remarked gently.

“Of course. I'm protecting my little brother.”

He showed you a smile. Shortly after, he rested his forehead on your shoulder, hiding his face like when you were children.

“I'm truly sorry I said all those things. You didn't deserve it, and I didn't understand how you felt.”

“I forgive you, Lo'ak. Now, the most important thing for me is that you know there's no right way to grieve, just don't hurt others or yourself.” Lo'ak wrapped his arms around you, needing the warmth of his older sibling. “I see you, brother. And I'm sure Neteyam sees us too.”

“Neteyam sees us too.” He repeated.

“Now we have to return, they are probably worried about us.”

“Dad will skin me.”

“I'm not gonna let that happen… this time.”

“Yeah, I'm dead.”

“Probably, but if it makes you feel better mom will probably skin me for pushing his cry baby to the ground.”

“Then I'll defend you too.”

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hiii i really hope youre well, i love ur writing and how u portray neteyam.. :) i was wondering if i could request more of ur neteyam fics (fluff)? (sorry english is not my first language)

Bond | Neteyam Sully

summary: Neteyam discovers you have bonded with a new six-leged friend in the river, a spot that is enjoyed by both of you with frequency. The boy decides he wants to know this best friend of yours to spend more quality time with you, from whom he doesn't want to be separated any moment.

pairing: Neteyam Sully x gn!omatikaya!reader

genre: romantic, fluff, cute

warnings: I invented an animal for this one-shot; however, it has similarities to canonical animals from Pandora. I don't have the movie guidebooks, so there may be wrong geographical descriptions. Stablish relationship. Use of pet names (twice). Emotional intimacy at the end (NO +18).

a/n: thanks for your words and the request! I'm so excited I have some on my inbox. Even if I get stuck sometimes because of personal stuff, writing about my favorite characters is helping, I hope I did a good job. The request doesn't have a lot of details so I'm kinda nervous hehe, sorry if this one doesn't have enough fluff. :( but I tried my best. Oh! And I made an icon for this one-shot (the one in the middle), I'm not gonn lie, I'm proud of it. You are free to use it, but please don't cut, hide or erase the watermark. English is not my first language, please be kind <3.

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The sun's rays did not easily pierce the treetops, but that particular day it was very hot. Sweat pooled on Neteyam's forehead and back, preventing him from concentrating on his archery training. The boy shot one arrow, then another; although his shots weren't necessarily bad, none had landed in the center of the circle his father had drawn on a trunk. Neteyam sighted, tired. At least his parents weren't there to scold him or correct him; he had already spent an hour training alone.

No sooner had he sat down on a rock to rest than he heard a couple of leaves rustling in the distance. He peered out, thinking it might be some animal looking for the water in the nearby river, but he was met with a surprise: it was you. Shouldn't you be helping to repair the clan's musical instruments? Neteyam remembered that in the morning he was looking for you and Kiri told him that.

The boy was torn between following his favorite person in all Pandora, or staying to finish his training. He couldn't dwell on it for too long because he would lose you and wouldn't be able to follow you to ask why you were looking around so much, afraid of being discovered. So Neteyam came to the conclusion that he had trained enough and that before continuing he needed to refresh and truly rest. What could be better than resting with you by his side?

Your figure was lost among the green of the forest, but Neteyam followed you to the river, where you did not hesitate to submerge the lower half of your body. Just as the boy was about to approach you, a sharp squeal escaped your throat. It was a call, but not for your ikran, for it was different.

“Come here, little boy.” You spoke towards a couple of rocks that hid whoever you were talking to.

Then Neteyam observed an animal with six short legs, pointed ears, and four horns. From where he stood, it reminded him of some skinny animals that his father had once shown them in photographs of extinct animals on Earth. A deer. Smaller than a pa'li (direhorse), but it would probably still be very large for a human.

Your voice became higher, like when you spoke to Tuk when she was just a newborn. Neteyam loved seeing you like this, having a tender side that you didn't bother to hide. The not-so-small animal slowly approached you, beckoning you closer with its head when it didn't want to get wet. You got out of the water and stroked its head after greeting it with a respectful gesture. Neteyam couldn't help but approach when he saw the smile you were giving your friend; he wanted to enjoy that moment with you too.

“So you replaced me with this little boy?” The soft, familiar tone didn't startle you, but it did surprise the six-legged animal, who bared its teeth menacingly, positioning itself between you and the stranger who had just appeared.

“Wow!” Neteyam took a step back.

“It's okay, it's okay. He's a friend.” You spoke softly to the animal.

“Friend? Are you sure, yawne?” Neteyam raised an eyebrow, showing a half-smile, to which you giggled.

“Yes, aren't we?” You asked, teasing him while you caressed the animal.

“I guess you can say that. Now who's this precious creature?”

Neteyam was closer, so he could see the details: the animal was blue with black, green and brown patterns all over the skin; in the sides, close to the neck, it had two holes that worked as air inlets; its horns were pointy, the eyes pure black; in its forehead was a brown circle, and of course it had sharp fangs and claws.

“Neteyam, this is Si'ko. It's a pa'ye.”

“It looks like a mix of a yerik (hexapede) and a pa'li.” His pupils dilated and his mouth opened slightly. You couldn't help but think how precious he looked with that expression. Unlike his siblings, Neteyam usually kept to himself when it came to exploring, for fear of breaking a rule, but he was also naturally curious.

“Yes! They live close to the Kame'tire (clan of healers who live in the Clouded Forest). That's why we don't see them a lot. They are usually very protective of their own, living in packs, but this one right here…” You smiled. “He usually comes and visits me.”

“He's gorgeous.” Neteyam wanted to approach slowly so as not to disturb Si'ko, but he hissed again. “I don't think he likes me.”

“It's because he doesn't know you yet.”

“Was he like that with you too?”

“No.” You chuckled. “Si'ko, this is Neteyam, the future olo’eyktan of the Omatikaya.”

“Oel ngati kameie, Si'ko.”

Your friend sniffed Neteyam from afar, and realizing he was not a threat, he gave a small bow. With this, Neteyam had enough confidence to try again. This time, Si'ko let the boy touch him. The animal even sat in front of you, closing his eyes to enjoy the pattings.

“See? He will get used to you.”

And that was the beginning of a great friendship between your best animal friend and your favorite na'vi. In the following days, Neteyam and you spent your free time walking through the forest and meeting Si'ko near the river. The animal, accustomed to your call, knew it was safe to approach.

“Look, Teyam! He looks so cute drinking water!”

“Why don't you give him a fruit? Here.”

Your attention was focused on Si'ko, who squealed with excitement from time to time at the sweet taste of the fruit, making you laugh. However, Neteyam was focused on you. He loved seeing you smile, talk, run, he even thought you were very cute when you were annoyed —although you could also be terrifying, so he preferred not to make you angry—. So forming a bond with Si'ko also helped him get even closer to you.

“Do you want to swim?” You asked him, one afternoon after helping Neytiri with some chores.

“I want to do anything you want.”

Submerged in the water, both of you observed some colorful fish swimming beside you. You found some rocks that Tuk and Kiri might like, so you started collecting them until you felt someone pull your tail. You turned around, finding Neteyam smiling innocently, while hiding his hands behind the back. You warned him with your finger not to bother you, but when you resumed what you were doing, he did it again. Bubbles floated around, caused by Neteyam's laughter underwater, which is why he didn't notice when you approached to tickle him.

“Hey! That's not fair! You could have killed me!” he said, laughing, as he surfaced.

“Oh, don't be so dramatic, you started!”

“Me? Dramatic? That's what I'll tell you when you ask me for help sharpening your knife because ‘your hand hurts’ when you've only been doing it for five minutes!”

“Hey! Your duty as my boyfriend is helping me!”

“And as your boyfriend, I get to tease you too!”

Water started to splash directly at you, Neteyam was playing. You turned around, hair hitting your face, as water trickled down your body. You tried to shield yourself from the harmless attack, although it was fun, and it showed in the boisterous laughter that Neteyam loved.

In the distance, the sound of trotting could be heard, kicking up the earth, then the water as well. Neteyam was thrown to one side, and when he was able to get out of the water, he expelled water through his nose. The future olo'eyktan found himself face to face with a snout that was gently pushing him away from you.

“Okay, okay, buddy. I'm not gonna do it again!”

The boy didn't have time to breathe properly when Si'ko, who was walking towards you, tripped Neteyam with his hind leg. An unexpected scream was heard, followed by your laugh, so loud it made your stomach hurt.

That day, the three of you played together, between jokes and giggles, until night fell. Your head was resting on Neteyam's chest, while Si'ko's was on your lap. The best feeling was Neteyam gently caressing your shoulder. The two of you lay on the grass gazing at the starry sky. You had realized some time ago how much you enjoyed having such intimate moments with Neteyam. It was a little difficult because of the chores they both had, especially for him being the future leader. But it was all worth it when during breaks, at communal mealtimes, or at the end of the day, you could be with Neteyam like this. Because time stood still; the forest and the great mother offered you the tranquility that was sometimes lacking on Pandora; you could feel him close, hear the beating of his heart and you could smell the mud that sometimes made hunting with his father difficult.

“Is everything alright, paskalin?” Neteyam spoke to you gently, as he always did.

“Yes, I was just thinking.”

“About what?” He placed a soft kiss on your forehead before looking at you, waiting for your response.

“About how much I enjoy spending time with you.”

“So do I.” He stroked your cheek with his nose. “The moments I share with you are the best of the day, although I would like to be attached to you from dawn till dusk."

“Don't lie, you wouldn't be able to tolerate me.”

“Of course I would! Besides, I don't need to 'tolerate' you, I don't tolerate anything with you, I just enjoy it." Another kiss, this time Neteyam did not separate your faces. His breath burned your skin. “Also, I would like to protect you at all times.” Neteyam took your jaw and leaned in to bring your lips together. You couldn't help but put your hand to the back of his neck, in an attempt to bring both bodies even closer —if that was possible—. “That way I don't have to worry about you hurting someone else."

“Rude.” You rolled your eyes, smiling.

“The good news is that now I have someone who will help me keep an eye on you." He looked at Si'ko. “So you'll have to behave.”

“If he doesn't become my accomplice before.”

Neteyam gave you another kiss, laughing. Shortly after, he closed his eyes, not to fall asleep, but simply to focus on your breathing and forget everything while he continued lying beside you.

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HHi, now that I know the answer to my question I can make the request. Can you write about Jake Sully x Male Reader? Both Jake and m!reader are avatars who joined the tribe to learn and end up falling in love and connecting their braids. After the fight against Quaritch, m!reader is presumed dead. Norm managed to recover some of his DNA and by combining it with Jake's, his children were born (Neytiri helped by conceiving them). Years later, with Quaritch's return, the reader appears in his avatar accompanied by another tribe to help (and save Neteyam because he shouldn't have died 😔). The reason the reader did not appear was because he suffered from amnesia, and the tribe accompanying him managed to recover his memories. English is not my language, so if you have any questions you can ask.

No matter how long it's been, you're mine | Jake Sully

summary: Jake gets close with you, an anthropologist who works in the Avatar program. As the months pass, he notices his feelings are stronger than he imagined. However, a love story set amidst war can't always have a happy ending... Everyone believes you died in the final battle against the sky people, but Jake holds onto the hope that he'll find you. Time marches on, and through artificial processes and Eywa's blessing, Jake manages to create a family that is also yours, but you're not there. Will Jake ever find you again? What will he do when he holds you in his arms once more?

pairing: Jake Sully x male!human/avatar/na'vi!reader

genre: romance, angst, hurt, comfort, happy ending

song: Would You Fall In Love With Me Again (EPIC: The musical)

warnings: canon typical James Cameron/Avatar violence, description of war, surrogacy (I'm not a doctor or anything related; let's read this as what it is: fiction), Neytiri being the surrogate (she has no romantic relationship with Jake or reader), probably ooc Neytiri, dreams as a sign of Eywa, events of Avatar 1 and 2 minimally altered.

a/n: Hi! First of all, thank you so much for the amazing responses on my Avatar posts, especially "Closer (Jake Sully)". I started working on the request a few days after this beautiful person messaged me, but a week and so ago, I faced the loss of someone very important to me. Yes, I'm going through a difficult grieving process, but I'm at peace and glad to know that, although it's a bit challenging, writing and reading Avatar fanfiction and other content helps. I'm proud to say I wrote 6.3k words, although near the end, the work might not have been the best, so I apologize, but I hope you enjoy it! Please send requests if you have any! English is not my first language, please be kind <3.

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When Jake arrived at the Avatar program, he was taken almost as a joke. Yes. A cruel and vile joke to all the professionals who really prepared for the mission. Grace was expecting a real scientist, not a man who just dissected a frog for some stupid assignment, and Norm started to worry when he noticed that Jake wasn't taking things seriously enough. Then there was you: the anthropologist who sought to study Na'vi society to compare it with primitive societies on Earth. Unlike the others, you never underestimated Jake; on the contrary, you often believed that his… unique perspective could be beneficial. Perhaps it was because you knew what it felt like to be so out of place among so many people in white coats.

And Jake liked you. After so many years of falling into the ironic loneliness of a veteran, he'd grown unaccustomed to living with so many people in such a routine and close way. But when you laughed at his jokes and his mischievous attitude, or when you didn't make him feel less for being tied to a wheelchair, Jake felt at home. Was it because you reminded him of Tommy?

The sparkle that shone from your excitement to explore the territory of Pandora was contagious to him. Somehow, Jake began to feel a strange emptiness in his stomach whenever you spoke to him or he saw you doing something special… like existing. For example, moments later when he saw your Avatar for the first time in uniform and with the necessary tools for the mission. Jake couldn't help but look a little longer than usual at the white t-shirt that hugged your pectorals, making them stand out in a nice way.

Even with all this, Jake still thought that maybe you were just a protective older brother figure with whom he could act as he truly was. You genuinely cared for him. In fact, when he awoke in his human body, after being lost in his Avatar body for hours following his failed mission, you were the first to greet him, sitting right beside his link unit.

“Are you hurt? Do you want water? Or perhaps it's better if a doctor checks on you first? Is your head okay? Maybe someone should check your brain too.” The words came out as quickly as you got up from your seat to approach Jake.

“Hey, hey, buddy. It's fine. You won't believe-”

“Fine? No, it is in fact not ‘fine’. Are you out of your mind? You could have died out there! You need to learn how to act when you are on an alien planet with alien animals! For fuck's sake, Jake Sully!”

And that's when the ex-marine understood that he saw you as more than a brother. With Tommy he wouldn't have the need to wrap his arms around you until you calmed the erratic beating of your heart. Something inside Jake burned uncomfortably seeing how upset you were with him.

«Please, don't be mad at me.» He wanted to say, but Grace and Norm arrived with more questions.

Later that night, Jake approached a grumpy anthropologist who was sitting in the corner, eating a cereal bar. You just gave him a short, annoyed, look. As handsome as you were, Jake had to concentrate.

“I really didn’t mean to scare you. On the mission… I didn’t behave as I should have, you’re right about that. Although I’m surprised you’re upset about my attitude just now…” Jake whispered.

“Well, it might be because at first that attitude wasn't harmful, but today you… I- I thought I had lost you.” Those tender and beautiful eyes with which you looked at Jake, brought back that warm and heavy feeling inside him.

“I'll be more careful. I don't want to worry you or ruin the mission for you... I mean, for everyone." He put a hand on your shoulder and your muscles tightened. “I'll take care of myself, and I'll take care of you more than anyone else. We need to get off this planet alive so I can brag that my friend is a pervert nerd who loves stalking people and making notes of their daily routines.”

“That's not- Okay, you know what? I'm tired of explaining what anthropology actually is.”

Both of you chuckled. As your body trembled beneath his hand, he found himself unable to stop touching you.

“Hey, I'm really sorry.” Jake apologized softly.

“I know. It's okay, but don't do that again.”

“I can't. Not now that I met the clan leaders, and they allowed me to live with them.”

Sometimes, when you had finished other tasks and needed to gather information about the social construction of the na'vi, you would accompany Jake to train under Neytiri's supervision. Tsu'tey would sometimes join them too —not by choice, of course—. It was almost always just Jake and Neytiri, but whenever you were around, you felt like a third wheel. You witnessed the close bond Jake and Neytiri began to forge over time. You couldn't be upset because you knew it was necessary for the mission, and it was good for Jake to have a friend, but sometimes you just felt out of place. However, to outsiders, you were the one Jake spent the most time with and smiled at the most. Even Tsu'tey let you know. 

“You are a good mate for him, uniltìranyu (dream walker).” The future olo’eyktan said after you helped Jake stand up from the mud. It was the fifth time he fell from the pa'li (direhorse). Jake didn't hear him. He was too occupied cursing the animal next to Neytiri.

“W-What? No! No- I'm not his- no.” You tripped over your own words with blushed cheeks.

“Mmm?” Tsu'tey tilted his head, the ears moved back, pressing against the skull. You were always drawn to the natives' animalistic features, and it was interesting to observe that kind of body language. When you were with Jake, you noticed many more things that made him seem cute; you even caught yourself wagging your tail excitedly or pricking your ears toward Jake, hoping not to miss a single detail of his voice. “You are always together, care for each other and go on night dates.”

“No, no. Those are not-” You chuckled, nervously. “It's just… we like to talk in private when the day is over because it's relaxing. We always talk about our day, our studies, and eat snacks next to the river.”

“Like night dates?” The na'vi question with a smirk. Is that what they were? 

“Are you going on night dates? With who?” Jake asked, suddenly appearing behind you. He glanced at Tsu'tey and you. 

“I'm not going on night dates with anyone!” Before walking erratically in another direction, you avoided looking at either of the two men who were a few centimeters taller than you. 

Jake stood there for another second. «Is he going on a date? Maybe with Tsu'tey? No, that can't be. He is to be mates with Neytiri.» He was nervous that night, thinking you might cancel your usual meetings —thinking you would change him for someone else—. Fortunately, that night, you sat with him by the lake, just like every night. He felt a weight lifted from his shoulders when he realized that nothing had changed. You were still listening to his adventures, writing everything down in a notebook, and you were also telling Jake about the occasional discovery. He loved listening to you for hours, quoting other anthropologists, and mentioning terms he never understood. One night, Jake even gifted you a hand crafted anklet. It was brown with turquoise rocks that complemented one of his necklaces.

“You know… I was just practicing, and it ended up being a little bit smaller than expected. I thought you would like it.”

“I do! Jake, this is beautiful. You need to teach me how to make these!”

As time passed, Jake realized how much he enjoyed being outside with you, watching the stars, participating in training with the clan. He gradually came to understand that his secret deal with Quaritch wasn't worth it. Jake wanted to walk again, but he couldn't destroy thousands of families and your heart. So he spoke to Grace, because he needed advice to tell you, to reveal that he had been passing information to the RDA, endangering the Omatikaya, those you cared about. When you overheard Jake's statement, you felt an intense urge to vomit. You couldn't believe Jake had allied himself with Quaritch, someone who was slowly revealing his true colors. You left before you could hear the rest: Grace advised Jake to tell you in private, tactfully and revealing his feelings. 

“What feelings?” Jake spoke softly, aware that he messed up everything; you would be furious.

“Oh, we are not blind Jake. Everyone here knows you care about each other deeply. If you really loved him, he has to know.”

You began to stay away from him, making up countless excuses to avoid being alone with him, even during the nightly meetings. This hurt Jake, because besides not knowing the cause of it, he couldn't find an opportunity to talk to you. Until one night, he found you in the place where you always met. When Jake whispered your name, a cold shiver ran down your body, leaving instead a warm sensation in the stomach.

“I need to talk to you. There's something I need to tell you and-”

“I know everything.” That's all you said. You looked at him and in those beautiful eyes Jake only saw the reflection of the man he was before coming to Pandora, before meeting you. The ground beneath your feet felt unstable as you stood to face him. Jake tried to touch your cheek, but you pushed him away roughly. “You know Quaritch doesn't care about anything or anyone. Were you even completely sure that he would help you back on Earth once he got what he wanted? Did you sign a contract?”

“No! I… It was just a word to word arrangement.”

“"Then you're even more stupid than I thought." Jake's ears twitched back. He could only lower his gaze, embarrassed. “You are selfish, we all are, and that's why we are blind, blind with greed.” A tear escaped from your eyes. “Coming here was a mistake.”

“No, please don't say that.” Jake asked as if that statement had pierced his heart, because that meant that knowing him was a mistake too. He tried to stop you from walking away, but you turned around.

“Tell me that at least you are going to fight. If not for the innocent people, at least for the na'vi woman you love.”

Jake looked at you, confused. He didn't understand what you were saying. Even after all the time you'd spent together, you didn't realize that the man he loved was you?

“What are you talking about right now?” His voice betrayed the desperation he was feeling. Jake couldn't bear the thought of losing everything and everyone who had given him a little of the freedom he thought he would never have back. “The only person I want with me is standing in here. You are the only one…” Jake brought his face close to yours, afraid of being rejected, but he was able to gently caress your lips before your foreheads touched. “The only one.” Jake whispered. “I know I made a mistake, and I'm going to do everything I can so these people and you can be at peace. No matter what, I'm gonna fight for you.”

With his face so close, you could see the moles that glowed alongside the bioluminescence surrounding them. The golden gleam in Jake's eyes allowed you to see the sincerity in his words, so you didn't hesitate to give him a sweet kiss on the lips. Slowly, your hand reached for your kuru. As you pulled away, Jake watched what you were doing and didn't hesitate to do the same. Your breaths quickened, your hearts raced because even though you were originally from another species, you both understood the meaning of what you were about to do: connect deeply with one another. During tsaheylu, a current ran through your bodies, causing you to kneel facing each other. You could feel it, feel him. And he felt you, your courage, your fear, and your love. Jake was about to lose control, trembling, but you brought your face closer again to give him an eskimo kiss. Jake held you as if he were afraid you'd regret giving him a second chance, but you cupped the sides of his face.

“I see you, Ma Jake.”

Jake smiled upon hearing your voice.

“I see you too.”

“We are going to fight.”

After Trudy helped all of you to escape, Grace and you were injured when the helicopter flew towards the Hallelujah Mountains.

“You are going to be okay, baby. Just hang on. Please Grace, stay with me too.” Jake pleaded softly, trying not to sound so vulnerable.

Jake decided his mistake was immense, so too should the solution be. That's why he became Toruk Makto, the clan trusted him again, and even if you were almost unconscious from the sharp pain of the hole in your arm, you fell even more in love —if that was possible—. Mo'at helped him to transfer Grace's soul and yours from your human bodies to your Avatars, so that you could live as part of the people. The pain increased while Norm and Trudy were taking care of you, so it was impossible for you not to faint. As if in a dream, you saw Eywa; even now you couldn't describe her, because what you felt was a coolness enveloping your entire body when you heard a voice.

“Mawey oeyä 'itan (Calm, my child). Difficult things will come, but you must have faith.”

You regained consciousness shortly after, but you didn't immediately open your eyes. Instead, you heard voices: Grace saw Eywa too, but was too weak; she didn't survive.

“Please, don't leave me.” Jake called your name and when he saw the now permanent yellow color in your eyes, he kissed you with love.

“I'm here, Jake.”

But the war wasn't over. Jake spoke with Eywa before the final battle began. You heard everything he said, and although you told him that Eywa doesn't take sides, deep down, you hoped that the deity of Pandora would hear him.

The following events were a blur in your mind for a long time. Other clans helped, along with the flora and fauna, but that didn't mean lives weren't lost. You saw Jake flying with Toruk and Neytiri riding a palulukan. The next thing you remember is looking at a helicopter going low, too close to the ground, too close to you. Your Avatar body, now na'vi, was way bigger and stronger, so you jumped and climbed to the roof of the machine, dodging bullets. When the soldiers least expected, you started banging on the glass in front of them with your gun. The helicopter took off again and swayed from side to side, trying to bring it down. The plan was not to fire until you were far enough away from people so that a possible explosion wouldn't harm too many. But you saw an ikran. It was impossible not to recognize one of the warriors who had been a great help in your training. He had a wife and three children to take care of. That's why you moved quickly, entering through the broken door of the metal beast, pushing the soldiers into the void, and swerving to avoid the ikran. There was an explosion, but you never remember, until years later, that you jumped and slid down large leaves until your body landed near the seashore, too far away for anyone from the clan to find you. Yes, your body survived, but your brain was damaged by a hit to the head.

Jake called your name, and when you didn't answer, he thought maybe you were hurt and lost communication. He would never have come to the conclusion that you were dead if Trudy and Tsu'tey hadn't responded for that same reason. Perhaps being in his blue body gave him some kind of sixth sense, but he felt he hadn't lost you. Jake couldn't believe it if he didn't see your body. Jake searched for you for months, even when Norm and Neytiri asked him to stop because he was only hurting himself. And when he finally did, it wasn't because he had lost hope, but because Jake realized he wasn't going to achieve anything by wallowing in misery. He had to train, become stronger, and improve his leadership skills until you returned to him.

Almost a year later, Norm and Max were talking about some samples and documents which still held information about the Avatars as the program was still running with the few humans who remained on Pandora. Jake overheard and, even if it hurt him, he asked if they had your DNA.

“Jake, buddy, I know you are grieving, but why would you need that?” Norm asked.

“Maybe I can have a family with him.”

“Are you suggesting what I think you are suggesting?” Max asked, completely surprised.

“Maybe if I ask Neytiri...”

“Jake, I'm not sure she would want to-”

“You don't know that.”

“Okay, but we need you to be prepared just in case.” Norm added softly.

Neytiri didn't understand how it was possible to conceive someone else's child. At first she told Jake that maybe it was a way to mess with the balance, but after Jake explained the process —clarifying that everything would be through science— and after an atokirina showed up in her tent the night she dreamed about you, Neytiri accepted. She would do it for her best friend and the love of his life, a warrior who fought to protect the Omatikaya.

Neteyam, the first child who had Jake's, Neytiri's and your DNA, was born after a careful process. Then, Jake adopted the miraculous child in Grace's womb. Later on, Neytiri herself asked Jake if doing the artificial process again would be negative towards anyone —she had a dream again—. So there was another baby, Lo'ak. As the three kids grew up, Jake explained that the boys had another dad, and that Neytiri was their auntie. Both adults showed pictures and told stories of you, until they got used to the idea of having a peculiar but lovely family.

“Sempul, do you think daddy is looking at us from that star?” Neteyam asked one day at six years old, pointing upwards, when everyone enjoyed the view of a night in Pandora.

“I'm pretty sure he is.”

“But he's not in the sky, dummy. Your daddy is not with my sa'nu.” Kiri answered, playing with an atokirina.

“Daddy is in the breeze and among our trees.” Lo'ak whispered in Jake's lap.

“That's right, Lo.”

“But then how come he hadn't visited us?” Neteyam pouted. “Does he not love us?”

“Of course he does, Teyam. Daddy is just waiting for me to find him.”

“Then you better hurry up, sempul. I want to meet Teyam and Loak's daddy, too.” Kiri said.

“You will babygirl, and he will love you just as I do.”

When the only girl in the Sully family was six years old, she asked for a sister because she dreamed about that. Neytiri and Mo'at said that those dreams were important. So, since Jake knew that Neytiri had spent a lot of time helping him build a family for himself and you, he told her that she had every right to choose a mate. If Kiri didn't have a little sister or brother, at least she would have a cousin to play with. But Neytiri explained: that wasn't Eywa's will. The sign was clear. It was time to go through the artificial process to give Jake and you another child.

Like the last two times, Jake always took care of Neytiri during the pregnancy, even sleeping outside her tent on the most difficult nights. He also started looking for you in the surrounding clans. The olo’eyktan from the Olangi, Akwey, told him someone spotted a na'vi with your description with the Tayrangi people. So Jake decided to travel and search on the coast. However, he had to wait until the baby that was on the way was born.

Tuktirey —little Tuk— was born surrounded with pure love. Her siblings played with and took care of her, Jake always provided for the family, and Neytiri hunted when she wasn't too tired. But Jake knew he couldn't leave the clan alone, because Neytiri had offered to keep everything under control alongside Mo'at, yet Jake didn't want to leave them in charge of so many people with the kids needing so much from them too, it wasn't fair. It was better to wait until the children were a little older. Of course, his plans were interrupted by the return of the sky people.

Jake really thought he was going to die, but If it was to protect your children, your family, he would do it. Quaritch put him between a rock and a hard place, so Jake knew he was going to sacrifice himself so that everyone would be okay, not just his children, but the Metyakina clan, Pandora, and you —wherever you were—.

In the midst of the aerial pursuit with Quaritch, distant war cries could be heard. Jake saw a large group of ikrans approaching the boat, and although he didn't understand how reinforcements had arrived, he knew that Tonowari had called them when a familiar olo'eykte had come to the aid of the metkayina leader, who was fighting two soldiers.

Suddenly, Quaritch's ikran knocked him down. Jake fell to open waters and was instantly attacked by a rain of bullets. He felt a sharp pain pierce his bicep, but he didn't stop swimming until he reached the bottom of the ocean and hid under some rocks. Shortly after, he surfaced, his lungs about to burst. Jake barely had time to catch his breath before he slipped into the boat. He just hoped Neytiri had managed to kill enough soldiers; that way, it would be easier for him to find the children and get them out of there as quickly as possible.

His steps were light so as not to make noise and attract the enemy's attention. Jake watched the ground carefully to avoid tripping, but just as he tried to find a shortcut to where Quaritch had handcuffed Lo'ak, Tsireya, and Tuk, he saw a blue bare foot. Jake thought it was Neytiri, hoping it wasn't Neteyam, but then he noticed an anklet with turquoise gems that matched the necklace he was wearing.

Jake thought he was hallucinating, yet he was scared to look up and see the person who was a few steps away from him. He did anyway, but the na'vi was facing the other way. It was a male with a bow. His hair fell gracefully behind him, revealing just a little of his profile.

Is it you? Have my prayers been answered? Is it really you standing there, or am I dreaming once more?

You peeked out to fire your arrows and quickly hid again, this time turning your face toward Jake. You didn't notice him immediately until you felt his gaze upon you. You encountered a tall, strong na'vi, but one who was also badly wounded. At first, you only noticed the bloodstains oozing from his open wounds, then you noticed the old war scars etched on his skin. His eyes transported you to a dream that, until that moment, you understood was actually a memory. The bioluminescence of the night accompanied them as Jake declared his love for you. However, something changed…

You look different, your eyes look tired. Your frame is lighter, your smile torn.

Jake saw surprise and uncertainty in your gaze. You tilted your head slightly, unaware that you had learned that gesture from him, trying to decipher if it was the well-known Toruk Makto whom Ikeyni had instructed to help. He felt tears welling up, but he didn't want to wipe his eyes for fear you'd disappear. Jake heard more shouts and gunshots. He knew they had to get out of there, but he didn't want to move, not now that you were just steps away. Even if you were a miracle sent by Eywa before he died, he didn't want to leave.

Jake whispered your name, slowly and gently, that way only you and he could hear it…

Is it really you, my love?

Your ears perked up when you heard his voice, it was then that you had no doubt, it was him, it was your beloved. Before you could do anything, you saw some soldiers in camouflage approaching behind Jake. You shot an arrow at the first one, piercing his skull; Jake was able to restrain the second with a punch to the chin; as you ran closer, the third tried to shoot you, but you knocked him out with an elbow strike, and once on the ground he tried to fight you off, it didn't work and you ended up breaking his neck.

Jake covered your back by firing at two other soldiers far away, while you opened a door to a room on the boat that was thankfully empty. You pulled Jake inside and immediately closed the door. You both pressed yourselves against the sides of it, waiting for gunfire, but nothing happened.

In the room, only your ragged breaths could be heard. A few seconds later, Jake turned to look at you. Even if the battle wasn't over, at least in there, you had a chance to finish processing what was happening. You were able to finish observing every detail about him: his hair —different from how you now clearly saw it in your dreams—, his figure, his mature face, the accessories notably from the Omatikaya clan.

“Ma Jake?”

He quickly approached you, taking you in his arms. Although at first you didn't know what to do, almost immediately you felt a certain familiarity. You wrapped your arms around him too, burying your face in his neck. When you inhaled his scent, you began to sob. You could recognize the forest, the Hallelujah Mountains, the laboratory, the lake, your home.

I will fall in love with you over and over again, I don't care how, where, or when. No matter how long it's been, you're mine.

“Shh, it's okay. I got you. I got you in my arms again.” He whispered, squeezing you against his chest.

You tried to stifle your tears for fear of being discovered; Jake stroked your cheek and then took your chin in his hand so you would look at him. A kind of despair that had built up over years made him cry too.

“Where have you been? What happened to you after the final battle with Quaritch?”

“They rescue me, Jake. I didn't remember. Everything was a blur in my head. All I kept dreaming about the first years was war, murders and blood. I was scared because maybe I had escaped something horrible.” Your voice began to tremble, as did your body. Jake realized it wasn't the time to bombard you with questions. First, he needed to get you and the children, your kids, out of there.

“Listen, love, we have to kill the son of a bitch who took you away from me, okay? I need you to get out of here.”

“What? No. I came here to help you and that's what I'm going to do.”

“Baby, please. I'm no longer sure I'm worthy of your love, and I need a second chance to be the Jake who once promised to protect the clan. Even though I failed and now I've endangered more people to protect our family.”

“Don't say that.” Now it was your turn to caress his face. “I will always love you.”

“Even if I became someone who you would probably hate?”

Jake was embarrassed, although he didn't know exactly why, and at the same time, he knew it was everything. He had done a terrible job as an olo'eyktan, and also as a father, probably also as Neytiri's best friend, who left her home when she shouldn't have, all to continue protecting the children she saw as her immediate family despite being very aware that Jake and you were the parents.

Don't tell me you're not the same person. You're always my husband, and I've been waiting, waiting,

“I might have missed many years of your life, but now we're together again. And I'm sure I'll never have to fall in love again because I never stopped being in love.”

Jake didn't hesitate to capture your lips with his. In them, he tasted all the fear, anxiety, and uncertainty that had gripped you for years, making you forget where you came from and where the faceless man who haunted your dreams had gone. You even almost remembered his name, but though it was on the tip of your tongue, you could never utter it when the members of the clan who helped you asked.

But he also tasted the emotion and love between you that remained intact after so many years. Perhaps you had spent a lot of time apart, but neither you nor he felt that anything had changed.

“Our mission is to get the kids out of here, one human and at least four omatikaya. Leave Quaritch, the leader, to me.”

“Kids?” Something inside you burned. Was the evil of the human race, to which you recently remembered you belonged, so strong that they still hurt innocent kids? “Let's do it.”

Waiting, waiting,

Jake and you split up when you saw two Omatikaya children and a human dressed as a na'vi. Jake nodded to you; he would eliminate as many soldiers as he could while you covered his back.

Arrow after arrow pierced the air as you watched the children move. Some soldiers were too close to stop them with your bow, so you decided to run toward the children. One of them, the shortest na'vi, had a machine gun in his hands, although the way he used it showed that he had no control over it.

“Give it to me!” You screamed.

The machine gun exploded into a line of soldiers. While you didn't know how to use it either, at least you were stronger and had more control over the weapon.

“Damn, he's really good.” The boy who had the machine gun before laughed. When he looked at your profile, he remembered one of the many photos his sempul had kept to show the kids their other father. But it couldn't be you; your braids were different, your body too, and something about your face looked harder.

“Hide!” The boys barely had time to stick to the wall before the enemies counterattacked. You fired again, this time leaving only a few alive. “Listen to me, you have to jump into the water. You first, pink boy, then you both.”

“But what about you?” The one who seemed to be the oldest asked.

“I got your back. I'm going to be right behind you, okay? Don't be scared, you can do this.”

Adrenaline coursed through everyone's veins, but the boys were scared. They didn't know who the na'vi man who came to their rescue was, but they were certainly grateful.

“One… two… three, now!” Spider leaped into the water as you fired at the new soldiers who had appeared. You heard the voice of the older of the two boys who remained beside you. Then you heard two splashes in the sea, so you began to back away as the weapon in your hands fired more thunderous shots.

Waiting, waiting,

When you surfaced after jumping, you checked that everyone was safe while they celebrated with shouts and howls. Then, you noticed the crimson liquid floating among the blue of the water.

“Hey, hey, are you okay?” Instinctively, you grabbed Neteyam, who had your bow, by the shoulders to look for the source of the blood. He only had scrapes and a few cuts. You were going to do the same with Lo'ak, but he stopped you, looking in the direction of your side. “What is it?”

“You're hurt.”

“Shit! Dude, we gotta move fast or he's going to bleed out!” Spider shouted.

“I'm fine.” You spoke. “We have to go.”

“It doesn't look deep.” Neteyam said, while Lo'ak called the ilus. “But he's right, you need to treat that.” 

“There's no time for-”

The older boy took you, placing you in front of him to ride the ilu. The other two followed as you felt your wounded side go numb. When they reached a rock, Jake was there, reloading his weapon. Lo'ak and Neteyam began calling to him desperately, and Spider even helped you sit down on the surface. 

“What happened?” Jake asked.

“He helped us escape, but got shot.”

“We need something to stop the bleeding and cover the wound.” Your love kneeled beside you. “You are going to be okay” 

“We don't have-” 

“Then search something!”

“Tsireya showed me where to find the seaweed Ronal uses; it's easy to find!” Lo'ak spoke, and although you didn't know his name or age, you got the impression that he was a very intelligent young man. “Bro, help me search; Spider help dad.”

As both na'vi went into the water, Jake put pressure on the bleeding hole in your skin. The little human held your head and gave you gentle strokes to calm you down. 

“I'm fine…”

“Stop being so stubborn, you need to be treated.”

“Ma Jake…”

“It's okay, I'm here.” 

Waiting…

Jake also gently stroked your abdomen. Spider paused for a moment to analyze the situation. If Jake was showing so much affection to a supposed stranger and speaking to you so tenderly… could you be…? Spider looked for Jake's gaze to confirm his suspicion, but he was too busy checking that your breathing wasn't getting agitated.

“Dad! It's here!”

Lo'ak and Neteyam came towards you with a good amount of seaweed to help you. Jake instructed everyone on what to do: Neteyam and he helped you sit up while Spider and Lo'ak wrapped the natural bandage around your abdomen, which soon made you feel better.

“See? You're god. Right, baby?”

Then Jake whispered your name. Lo'ak felt a superhuman force that made him stop when he was finishing bandaging you; his hands froze against your skin, but the tips of his fingers burned. Neteyam looked at his father, thinking he might have misheard. He peeked out from behind you to meet your eyes and, for some reason, felt his inner child recognize someone he'd never met before.

“What?” The youngest asked.

“Dad?” Neteyam said. “Daddy?”

You felt all eyes on you. Your head didn't understand what was happening, so you focused your attention on Jake. He looked overwhelmed, but also relieved.

“Ma Jake?”

“Baby, I know it's not the time, and I have so much to tell and explain… These are your sons.”

“What?”

Although you couldn't believe how it was possible, a knot formed in the stomach and at the back of your throat; you felt a tickling in your nose; you no longer thought about the wound.

“How? We are both-”

“I know, I know. They have your DNA, Neytiri help us.”

“Neytiri?” You asked, suddenly aware that your friend was there too, somewhere fighting humans alone, but you were hurt too. Did Jake start a family with her? You didn't remember the fact that Jake explained to you, years before, that she was just a friend.

“Hey, it's not what you are thinking. They are yours, ours.”

“You came back, sempul found you. But why did you not return before?” Neteyam whispered, worried.

“Eywa took my memories for a really long time, but I'm here now, with all of you.”

“Daddy, it's really you.” Lo'ak's voice broke as he collapsed in your arms. Still in shock, you wrapped your arms tightly around him. It wasn't long before Neteyam hugged you from behind as well. Both of your children burst into tears, and Jake, like the protector he was, encircled the three of you, pressing kisses to your temples. Spider kneeled next to you, happy to witness the family reunion.

For You.

“Lo'ak! Neteyam!” A female voice was heard from the water. You didn't know who it was, but the others recognized Tsireya. The Metkayina girl climbed the rock, tired and dazed.

“Reya! Are you okay?”

“The girls- They have your sisters”

Jake growled against your ears. Everyone stood up and Jake checked on you one last time. He wanted you to rest, but one look was enough to let him know you wouldn't leave them to fight alone. You had barely recovered your family; you didn't want to lose them again, especially knowing you had sons and daughters who were in the enemy's hands.

“I need you with me. We are going to rescue our girls and when everything is over I will not leave your side ever again.” Jake kissed your lips one last time.

“I'm ready, Ma Jake.”

“Listen to me and your father, you will not get close. I can't lose anyone else, do you hear me?” Jake told everyone.

“Yes sir.”

Jake called the tsurak while you called your ikran. You didn't say anything at the time, but you could see the way Neteyam admired you as you rode your flight partner; Spider patted Lo'ak, who was holding Tsireya's hand, as he shed a few more tears.

The beast beneath you roared when it sensed your courage. You weren't going to let anyone else be taken from you. Not now, not ever again. Because Sullys stick together.

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