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(I can't even play AFOP. cries sobs screams🤑🤑🤑)

this looks better irl trust

Been writing an AU fanfic for Avatar, where the recoms go rogue. This is the Mansk chapter, the second chapter, I’ve been working on. It’s not fully complete but I’m pretty happy with how it turned out

Mansk wasn't entirely sure how this happened, sure he was there the entire time, but it still made no sense.

Mansk watched as the strange na'vi woman seemed to be engaged in a tense looking discussion with the squad's leader, Quaritch.

Oare seemed completely unbothered, as she has been since she arrived. Quaritch however, had that distinct expression he got when he was given orders.

Before Mansk could try and decipher what was being said, Quaritch turned to the rest of the group.

"Alright, listen up! Our new friend here is gonna teach us to ride like the enemy." Quaritch said, gesturing for her to continue.

"We will be going to the Ikran Rookery and Eywa willing, you all will be bonding with Ikrans today. I will teach you everything you will need to know, starting with getting to the Rookery." Oare said, pointing up to the massive cluster of floating mountains above them.

Mansk tried his best to not think about how screwed he'd be if he lost his footing. Him and the rest of the recoms were ridiculous high up, scaling the floating mountains and vines that lead up to the Rookery.

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The group had stopped for a brief break on a spacious ledge, giving them a beautiful view of the sprawling forest below them.

"So, what are you gonna name your ban-ikran?" Z-Dog asked as she climbed up next to Mansk. Oare had insisted that if they are to understand their enemy, they needed to understand the language.

"Tomahawk." Mansk answered, wiping sweat from his brow.

"Like the steak cut?"

"Yeah and apparently it's a type of weapon too, like a hand axe. What are you going to name yours?"

"Ink, our colors will match." Z-Dog says, gesturing to her many tattoos.

“You sound so sure.”

“Call it a gut feeling.”

Eventually it was time to keep moving. Mansk continued to try his best to not look down as he and the others continued their climb.

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Finally they reached the Rookery. Ikran were everywhere, basking on ledges, interacting, flying around, and hanging onto cliff sides. The recoms followed the na’vi woman, she led them to a cave next to the main area of the Rookery. It was connected to the main area by a thin ledge behind a waterfall.

“Who wishes to go first?” Oare asks.

“I’ll do it.” Quaritch says. Oare hands the lasso like tool she had made earlier, to him.

For a brief moment, Quaritch looked a little nervous, but the look was quickly replaced by a focused determination. He entered the main area of the Rookery, catching the attention of several ikran. Many flew off as Quaritch got close, but one whipped around and snapped at him. The beast was beautiful, as all ikran were. It was blue and gold, with splashes of faded red.

Mansk watched in awe as Quaritch dodged around the ikran’s jaws and wings, before seamlessly lassoing the creature’s jaws shut. He lunged, managing to wrestle with the ikran and getting on its back. He grabbed the kuru and was about to connect to it, but the ikran bucked, throwing itself off the ledge.

Behind Mansk, Lyle jumped up but was stopped by Oare. After a few tense moments that felt like hours, a loud shriek echoed through the air and the ikran suddenly appeared, Quaritch on its back with a massive grin on his face. Mansk and the other recoms cheered and whooped.

“What’s their name?!” Z-Dog called out.

“Her name’s Cupcake.” Quaritch called back, petting the ikran’s neck.

Lyle went up next. The ikran that chose him was a beautiful mix of blue and green with patches of yellow and crackles of black across its wings and body. The ikran lunged, trying to sink its teeth into Lyle. He dodged, though only narrowly missing the sharp teeth. Following both Oare’s instructions and Quaritch’s example, Lyle lassoed the ikran’s jaws shut and managed to clamber onto its back. He managed to make the connection much faster and much easier than Quaritch. Lyle was beaming, proudly naming him Eagle.

Z-Dog went next, her ikran was a wondrous splash of color. The ikran’s scales were shifting shades of blue, green, red, and swirls of yellow. Z-Dog named him Ink.

Then Mansk stepped up. His palms were sweaty, his stomach twisted itself in knots. It sounds easy on paper, but the actual act of getting an ikran was incredibly nerve wracking, despite how easy the others made it look. Mansk began to move through the Rookery, seemingly every ikran was disinterested in him. Out of nowhere, an ikran slammed down in front of him. It was stunning, colors making it look like a giant peacock. It shrieked, reared and flapped its large wings at him. Mansk’s eyes met the eyes of the ikran and his nervousness washed away, his heart steadied, and his breath evened. In a fluid motion, he lassoed the ikran’s mouth shut. It swung its head, narrowly missing hitting Mansk square in his face. Mansk dodged to the side, all but throwing himself onto its back. The ikran bucked and flailed, trying its best to throw him from its back. It somehow, in the confusion managed to pull the yìmkxa from its mouth. Its head swung to the side, sinking its teeth into Mansk’s shoulder and yanking him from its back. Mansk could hear the other recoms’ surprise and worry but he paid them no mind, currently focusing on not being torn apart. Mansk hissed, both in challenge and in pain. He lunged once more, managing to grab onto the kuru of the creature. He yanked his braid, managing to connect to the ikran’s kuru after a bit of struggle.

“Easy, boy.” Mansk said, brushing his hand along the ikran’s neck. “Easy Tomahawk.”

Mansk and his ikran settled near the others, giving the remaining recoms room. Oare and Ja appeared at Mansk’s side, carrying a few medical supplies. The two of them tended to the bite wound, Oare even slathered a pale paste on the wound as she said it would naturally speed up the healing process.

The other recoms, one by one, bonded with an ikran. Prager’s ikran was a subtle green mottled with darker green, black, and gold. He named him Malachite. Lopez’s ikran was a soft pastel yellow and purple, he named her Dahlia. Ja was next, his ikran was shades of green and marked with pink and soft purple, he named him Asclepius. Zhang’s ikran was a gleaming gold, striped by dark purple and vibrant blue. Zhang named her Ming. Brown’s was a beautiful mix of purples and pinks, speckled by white, he named him Lollipop. Walker’s was soft browns, highlighted by brilliant golden, her face and chest was pale, almost white. Walker named her Athena. Fike’s was soft yellow, striped by black and bright orange, with cyan wing tips. Fike named him Goldrush. Finally, Warren went. His Ikran was a vibrant red with swirls of teal. He named her Rose.

“Now, the final act to seal the bond. Fly.” Oare said, falling backwards off the ledge, only to suddenly reappear on the back of a ikran, a night ikran.

Without hesitation the recoms took off, following Oare’s lead.

Around Mansk the other recoms cheered, excitement palpable as they all took to the air. Mansk was captivated by the beauty of the forest, the sky, and the floating mountains. But most of all he was captivated by the feeling of flying, of feeling Tomahawk’s heartbeat like he felt his own, of feeling the wind flow around them.

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MINORS DNI🚫🚫

Synopsis: Jake get’s jealous of the young warriors gifting you at the clan celebration…obviously he has to remind you who you belong to.

Warnings: p n v, choking, overstim, hints of subspace(If you squint),!mean Jake!, degrading,praise, use of “daddy”, semi-public, bruising

“A-ahh!” you sob as Jake thrusts into you. “ Shut up and take it.” He grunts as he continues to piston into you roughly grabbing your hips. “ You think you're so sly, huh? Letting those warriors give you all those gifts knowing how they feel. Ignoring me?” He seethes, as You cry out as his pace somehow gets even rougher. You truly didn’t mean to make him this mad. I mean sure you were ignoring him a little but you were enjoying the celebration and as tshaik you were over-seeing everyone's well being & the ceremony. But the gifts? You didn’t think much of it, just as a kind gesture. What you hadn’t noticed however was the ever growing scowl on jake's face as he watched one by one and how they held giant grins on there faces you would have never thought that they would hold a sort of romance.You never thought he would see someone else as a threat to your marriage. You thought that nothing got under Jake's skin. Apparently… something did. “ I’m s-sorry I thought it was harmless conversation & gifts.” You hiccup surprised you can even form a thought. “Harmless” my ass I saw the way they looked at you. The way their hungry eyes raced over your figure” He accentuates each thing he says with a hard thrust making you fall apart under him more. Suddenly he flips you on your back, folding your le*s as he push*s back into you. “O-oh~ mmm-m~, daddy!” You say as you c*y out at the new position. Suddenly he slows his pace and you whine until he says “whaddya say?” looking down at you with a proud smirk. You whine in embarrassment as he now just sits in you. “C’mon say it again, I wanna hear how dumb this cock makes you.” He says grinning as he watches you try to hide. He suddenly grabs your face as he brings you closer,patients thinning. “C’mon don’t get all shy or daddy won’t give you whatcha want.” He says his grin widening. “P-please daddy~.” you moan out in desperation. “ good girl~” He says as he starts again. The harder he went the more you felt yourself fall into that familiar spiral of pleasure. The way the lines between your mind and reality blurred. Unable to focus on anything other than Jake and the delicious feeling he was feeding you.The harder he went the further you fell into bliss. You felt yourself clench at a particularly hard thrust and scream as he digs deeper in you. "Ah-ah~ keep quiet you don't wanna let everyone hear what a slut you are do you?" He says as he covers your mouth and continues fucking you into oblivion....

(SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME IF THIS IS BAD)

work… and work…

AVATAR : WAY OF WATER with a Human ! S/O who has psoriasis

Characters included : Neteyam, Lo'ak, Kiri, Ao'nung, Tsireya

Pronouns used : They / Them

Note(s) : Psoriasis is a non contagious skin condition caused by stress, hormonal changes and immune disorders. It can also be caused by genetics as it runs in family. You get flaky patches on the skin that are painful and dry.

Neteyam

He's worried for your health, it was bad enough you were human but now he refuses to take you anywhere remotely dangerous. He worries if they look too red or flaky, bringing you to Mo'at with no questions or confirmation on if its actually sore or not. Sometimes it can get annoying, and to be honest it's not the best way to react, but Neteyam's doing it because he knows how stubborn people can be and doesn't want you dimishing your pain, regardless on if you've ever done it or not.

Has a schedule for you and your ointments, he won't let you skip one or two even if they're looking really good one day, Netyam is very strict when it comes to your health. If they get bad again because you've been a bit careless while he's been away you're in for a lecture.

If the areas where it's bad ever split he's literally doing everything for you no exceptions, and while he doesn't want to come off as overbearing, Neteyam knows how incredibly dangerous infections are, he can't risk further injuries coming from the scabs.

Whenever it's all flaky and crusty he admits he cringes a bit, but still doesn't mind bringing you to a lake or getting something to wipe the excess off. He's very gentle and slow, trying his best to prevent making it worse.

When you get to the Metkayina any bullying or harrasment is met with aggression, he won't go out of his way to fight, and even tries to deescalate the situation if it goes too far, but he will defend you.

He has a bit more trouble bringing you to Ronal, and ends up very stiff and awkward during the interactions of your health, less so if you talk to her directly. Because of this, Neteyam usually gets Kiri to help him gather herbs he can use to help you, and because some Na'vi are judgemental of humans and it'd be easier to avoid stares or confrontation going to Ronal.

If you itch, bite, pick, whichever, he tries to help by placing something with a layer of cream or some kind of ointment over the parts that you tend to aggravate, it's his way of being not only affectionate, but helpful in preventing an infection. Neteyam isn't judgemental as I imagine most of his younger siblings done it from time to time, he probably done it as well at some point.

Given that when it splits water and just touching in general is incredibly painful, he tends to convince you with how bad it could get in the future, reminding you what could happen if you don't try to prevent it. When rubbing them onto your skin he reminds you that you can ask him to stop at any time if he notices you flinching or closing your eyes in pain.

Lo'ak

He's mainly concerned, not overbearing, it's mainly small anxieties and asking questions that can be a little too invasive. They can get annoying sometimes even if he means well.

Wonders if because his family share DNA with humans that he could catch it, until you shut him down with the 'It isn't contagious.' which then gets him embarrassed on the fact he assumed in the first place. Ask him about it a while after, his face and even up to his ears and shoulders will go purple with a blush.

If you get made fun of, either by Na'vi or other humans, he'll defend you, as sad as the attempt is to watch, and relate to your experiences as he feels he can never truly fit with either. Even if the experiences you two have are wildly different in the simplest of terms.

Picking it usually ends in him being a little disgusted at the puss and blood that comes from it, but he wipes it away and washes the bacteria nonetheless, offering you comfort for the painful splitting. He can come off like he's disgusted at you, which he genuinely isn't, it's moreso the fact its gotten so bad and you could have an infection that ends in excruciating pain. He doesn't want you to go through that.

Lo'ak tries preventing picking and biting by telling you stories of how he nearly had to remove an arm one time because he scratched at an injury, this usually leads to you feeling anxiety or annoyed, maybe you're comforted by this and try to stop, either way he's trying to warn you of the dangers it can cause.

He takes a longer time than the rest to bring you to healers, unless you don't need convincing and go yourself, this isn't for a lack of caring, he just feels like making you go too often could make you feel babied.

Tends to ignore advice by healers, nothing major, but he brings you on exploration and hunts even after Mo'at or Ronal directly tell him not to.

He brings you to Mo'at very awkwardly, she tends to assume it's him in need of help for doing something dangerous, but whenever it's you she's sighing and asking why you didn't come sooner. Scolding him as he looks down and huffs.

Lo'ak makes sure to tell you he sees you for you, and he doesn't care that you have Psoriasis, it's apart of you, both figuratively and literally. He couldn't imagine you without it and doesn't make you feel bad for having it.

Kiri

Kiri feels really bad for you if you get bullied for it, she tries to relate to you given she gets made fun of for her being a 'freak', although her attempts come off slightly pushy, it comes from a place of love and wanting to understand you.

Her strong connection with Eywa allows her to help you, she's able to find the materials needed in order to soothe your pain without fully understanding where everything is.

She's been training to be a healer for as long as she could think, and is more capable than most in this list beside Tsireya, so she knows what to do on the physical spectrum of helping you. Emotionally, she's also really good! When you're feeling really down Kiri asks you questions, and if you prefer to listen, she's also amazing at speaking about things she's interested in.

When you pick and bite she tries telling you it won't help at all, explaining the dangers in detail, this can either distract you from it or convince you to try and be more aware of your actions, although you obviously won't always be able to stop if you don't realise. But if you react negatively for whatever reason she tries to be near you more often, gently removing your hands from the parts that you're going to pick or bite almost on instinct.

She will bring you to Mo'at or Ronal when she doesn't know how to help, listening intently so she doesn't have to. It's not that she hates the outside or anything, but in the Metkayinas she prefers to stay away from others from fear of bullying, both for you and her.

Ao'nung

Ao'nung made fun of you because of your 'strange skin', along with the Sully's for being 'demons'. After the whole Lo'ak incident he stops being extreme about his remarks but will still tease and mention it sometimes. However, if you genuinely have a problem with it and ask one of the Sully's, given the only way you'd be allowed with the Metkyina's is with the Sully's, to have him stop then he probably will.

I imagine he'd probably believe humans just looked like that, I don't think he's ever actually been 1 on 1 with a human before or up close. That's probably until he meets Spider, and you have to explain what Psoriasis is.

If it gets really painful he has no idea what to do, he then proceeds to be the embodiment of crying for his mother when he has an issue. He sounds fairly unbothered and even annoyed at you, but Ronal knows how he is, and she is side eyeing you both.

Will stand there and constantly ask questions while Ronal checks you over, she kicks him out after a while and remarks how childish he's being.

Given they usually only get painful if dry, though sometimes they're just annoying, Ronal suggested swimming more often, and so you joined in on the lessons the Sully's got. The lessons would most likely be longer with you because you tend to slow them down, at least you don't need to worry about breathing with the oxygen mask.

He'll try bringing you hunting every once and a while, mainly to help exercise you and help you be more useful so you can be more healthy. If you struggle and can't exercise more often, Ao'nung doesn't know what to do that could assist you beside help with ointments.

If you pick and scratch he gets kinda angry, it doesn't mean he'll yell or harm you, he just doesn't want you to be in pain. Ao'nung will hold your hands or cover the parts you can reach when he's around, but when he's gone it's easy to fall back into that habit. After a while of scolding you and telling you to stop doesn't work, he begs Tsireya for help.

Tsireya

She constantly asks her mother for help whenever it gets too painful or dry, Ronal tells her she can't help besides ointments on the skin regularly and Tsireya is dissapointed every time, wanting to help ease your pain.

Even though Ronal disapproves of you, being fearful of a betrayal given human nature, she will still be willing to help for her daughters sake and to remain in good spirits with the Sully family.

Tsireya tries ways to improve your mental health once you explain that things like stress can cause it, she takes you swimming in shallow water to try relax you and clean out any dirt that could be in the patches. She's gentle when guiding you and never presses hard against areas where it appears for you, sometimes she forgets how tall she is though and leads you too deep.

She's never judged or been rude to you, and when her brother or other people are she isn't kind with them. Heck, when she had first met you she had simply believed all humans had it.

Tsireya was really accepting when you told her what it was, she even held your hand and gently brushed a hand over some sore parts to prove she wasn't disgusted. Sometimes kissing them when it wasn't all crusty and all split.

Whenever or if ever you feel insecure, Tsireya to the rescue! She will separate the lessons with the Sully's and with you if you feel ashamed, only when you feel better about yourself will she bring you back. Building confidence is key and forcing you to the deep end, literally, will only shatter your self image.

Constantly reminds you to put the ointments over your skin and frets over you, loving to show you how much she adores you and doesn't mind your skin condition at all. Applying them herself if you forget.

She is still Ronal's daughter, and will be strict when it comes to medical issues, especially when they split given how painful it is and how it can become infected easier.

Again on the splitting or if you pick, she's hesitant to bring you back into the water, it hurts when wounds go into water and she's nervous you'll be in more pain. However, she does understand it can clean wounds and it's either this or wait until its healed to swim. Which she's fine if you prefer the second one.

If you pick and scratch she's probably the best one to have, she asks Ronal to bring her bandages so she can wrap them up after washing the dirt out and put ointments on, she helps change them and makes sure the bandages are thick so you can't scratch through them. Tsireya won't repremand you too much or get angry, she understands it can't be helped sometimes and besides some light scolds she treats you gently.

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

My Angst Avatar Way Of Water Headcanons

I'm sad and you will deal with the consequences

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-SPOILERS AHEAD-

AVATAR : WAY OF WATER headcanons

Spider has ptsd or some kind of fear of Neytiri after she threatened his life and regrets getting so attached to the Sully family. I have no doubt Kiri and Neytiri have a strained relationship now over how she treated Spider.

Spider is allowed in the Metkyina villages but rarely ever gets acknowledged and when it happens its about him being unwelcome

I don't think Neytiri hates all humans and is mainly wary of most of them, but hates Spider in particular because he is the son of the man who led the assault on her home and murdered her father plus a lot of her people.

Aonung still teases Lo'ak and Kiri but never takes it too far like he use to, same with Rotxo. They all hang out a lot along with Tsireya and some other Metkyina members their age.

Tsireya talks to her spirit sister over Lo'ak and her spirit sister laughs at her for falling in love with such a dumbass, Payakan called Lo'ak an idiot for so long when he refused to outright confess, both tulkuns ended up gossiping in secret.

Tuk likes collecting seashells and building little homes for small creatures in the reef

Kiri lays face down in the sand a lot and it concerns everybody until she just looks up like 'hi :)'

Bob, Jake's Ikran, likes stealing the Sully's food when they aren't looking. When they got to the Metkyina's Jake told him to stop, unknown to them he still does it but only with Tuk because she gives it willingly most of the time.

The Sully family speak in English when they don't want anyone in the Metkyina clan to know their business, Lo'ak started teaching Tsireya english so they had an excuse to spend extra time together.

Tuk can understand English but speaks really hesitantly, overthinks the words and takes really long forming words. After Neteyam died she starts begging her family to teach her because Neteyam offered to once and she turned it down.

Neytiri struggles in English but understands it perfectly, she prefers Na'vi and only uses it when speaking to RDA members or Jake. She uses few English words due to Grace's school shutting down, and she doesn't believe RDA members deserve the effort. Sounds very formal when she does try.

Jake taught the kids English and sometimes catches himself talking to non English speaking Na'vi like they can understand him, gets embrassed right away. Sometimes he forgets Na'vi for a moment before remembering a second after. Not long enough to cause the other party to be confused, just long enough to be awkward. Tends to speak formal one second then the next like a drunken teenage boy.

Lo'ak speaks broken English because the only times he speaks it is with Jake, Kiri and use to speak it with Neteyam. He can understand it perfectly well but just can't find the proper words to express emotions and actions. Speaks informally if the constant use of 'bro' is anything to go by.

Kiri is fully fluent in English, it started from watching Grace's videos and having Jake help her translate it to English and Na'vi, then she started speaking to Jake and Lo'ak in English, and soon Spider, Norm, etc, etc. She speaks informally.

Neteyam could understand both English and Na'vi perfectly, however he could only speak a bit of English while he was perfectly fluent in Na'vi. Sounded formal in English unless he was speaking to Lo'ak.

Uhh this is like 90% language hcs lmfao lemme know if you want more ig

CHRISTMAS SPECIAL!

AVATAR 2009 with a Human ! S/O who adores Christmas

Characters included: Jake Sully, Neytiri, Tsu'Tey

Pronouns: They / Them

Relationship: Romantic

When text is in bold that means it's spoken in Na'vi, I have no clue if Na'vi have gender neutral language so sorry if this isn't accurate.

Jake Sully

Jake never understood about Christmas, he wasn't one of the lucky few on Earth who had a rich family nor did his family particularly show an overabundance of affection.

He and his brother weren't to close, it hurt when he died of course, but at the end of the day he wouldn't see him for years when he went to Pandora anyway.

So, your sadness over not being able to celebrate it was confusing, but Jake cared for you and tried to comfort you despite this.

"You don't look so good." Jake mumbled and sat down next to you, his eyes stared into you intently as he waited for a response.

"I just miss my family, we use to celebrate Christmas and..." You trailed off, your ears down and tail curling on your thigh. A whimper escaped you as tears began welling in your eyes.

"Oh." He paused, sucking in a large breath "I'm sorry. Maybe we could make last minute presents for each other?" Jake quietly suggested, pulling a shy smile that showed off his sharp teeth.

"That'd be nice..." You quietly whispered, smiling back softly at him while you tried wiping away your tears as calming your breaths.

And so you made whatever you thought would be best for Jake, I could imagine him getting you a weapon or maybe some type of neckwear that would give you a sense of pride.

He doesn't really try to expand it to Neytiri given the cultural differences, but I see Norm getting into the holiday spirit, maybe Grace if her present is a cigarette.

Neytiri

Neytiri taught you and Jake the ways of the Na'vi, to which you both listened, adapted and overcame the differences in your cultures.

However, you still missed your old life. As horrible, polluted and poor Earth became, you still missed family. Apart of family was Christmas, giving to others even outside of who you considered family just to see their smiles, it was something you hadn't experienced in years. You missed that. And you'd never get it back.

"There is something on your mind." Neytiri plainly stated, her words catching you off guard, looking you up and down as she handed food to Jake on her right.

"It's a time of year at home." He replied, looking to me in pity. "Where you can participate in a tradition on Earth, I'll let them explain the details if they want." Jake awkwardly looked away, munching on an unnaturally large amount of teylu. Neytiri turned to me expectantly.

"It's one about family and giving, cherishing those you love, those and even the things around you." You nodded as you spoke even if there was no reason to, awkwardly smiling while Neytiri smiled sweetly.

"It sounds like a wonderful tradition. What is it called?" Her stare bore into your eyes, her own were soft.

"Christmas." You sighed, continuing only because the silence would be unbearable. "We hurt our great mother and caused a lot of pain, it became harder and harder to celebrate as time continued. Now almost nobody truly celebrates it as it was intented, instead a shallow reminder of what it originally was." Neytiri held your hand and nodded.

"I am understanding of your pain, I hope all sky people learn to see as you and Jake have."

She doesn't go out of her way to celebrate it, but notes the general time it happens around and maybe gives you little trinkets that would be meaningless to most.

I can definetly imagine Neytiri showing you in depth Na'vi culture, as she already does, but with more pride as she realises how important you can take cultural and traditional events. But, most of all I imagine you'd be spending time with each other, even if she personally doesn't believe in Christmas, she believes in you. Neytiri sees you.

Tsu'Tey

He mainly made fun of you and Jake for being 'demons', so getting to know you was a lengthy process and required patience on both ends.

Given you were already learning of Na'vi culture from Neytiri, he didn't find the need to teach you anything other than fighting and flying, so when you asked him about something the explanation was very short and simple.

Tsu'tey couldn't say he was too interested in sky people or their traditions, but he noticed you weren't doing too well for the past few weeks. Your sour mood showed in your training and pushed you back, so it was garunteed he would speak on it eventually.

"Why are you sitting here? The ikrans are-" He was momentarily stopped in his words by your tear stained face. Not only was your face uncanny for him with your features unlike natural Na'vi, but beyond that, you were hurt.

"What... What is bothering you?" You noticed his switch to English as hesitantly placed a hand on your shoulder, lowering into a kneel as he stared deep into your eyes.

"Us human- uh, sky people, have a tradition." You began, Tsu'tey was interested in your words and the curious look he had told you to continue "This time we begin giving gifts, we spend more time with family, friends and... Significant others." You coughed shyly, unsure of the word in Na'vi before remembering "Mates." You clarified.

"It sounds like a prosperous time for your people." He nodded respectfully, holding your hand and looking comfortingly into your eyes. "I see your pain, and I am sorry brother/sister."

He, like Neytiri, doesn't go out of his way to celebrate. Mainly taking part in spending time and showing how much he loves you. Sometimes it can be awkward and stiff, but Tsu'tsy is quite literally an alien who viewed all humans as demons. Unless you explain to him how you view Christmas, he's unsure of how important it is to you and doesn't want to come off as offensive.

In turn, I can imagine him pointing out things similar to his own culture, feeling like a part of him was always with you even before you met.

Nezuko in Avatar: TWOW ❤️

Chapter 8

“Our son Aonung and our daughter Tsireya will show you to your new Marui, and will also teach the children starting tomorrow” Tonowari explained calmly.

“I will take the sky child with me while the other children are being taught!” Ronal says with a lilt to her voice.

“Okay Mrs Tsa’shik!” Nezuko responds before anyone else is able too.

“Fine! But if you hurt her!” Neytiri hisses out.

“Good!” Ronal says smugly.

“Our kids will take you to your Marui now” Tonowari says trying to get the two women away from each other.

“Come on! Let’s go!” Tsireya says making her brother lead them while she stays at the back of the group.

“Come on Nezuko” Neteyam says following his family and Aonung.

“Your name is Nezuko?” Tsireya asks kindly.

“Yes, your name is Tsireya right?” Nezuko responds to her.

“Yes I am! I’ve never met a sky person before! How old are you?” Tsireya asks slightly rambling.

“I’m 14 years old, what about you Tsireya?” Nezuko asks.

“I’m 13 years old!” She replies happily.

“This will be your Marui Sullys, we’ll come get you guys tomorrow morning…” Aonung says annoyed.

“Thank you for leading us here!” Nezuko says suddenly and the Sullys follow her lead.

“Bye Nezuko!” Tsireya says before leaving with Aonung.

“We should unpack…” Jake says quietly.

That’s the end of this chapter.

Nezuko in Avatar: TWOW ❤️

Part 7

The flight to where they were going to seek uturu ended up taking longer than expected, which Nezuko took to hum songs her mother and brother used to sing with her, as well as letting Neytiri have Tuk fly with her when she wanted a break.

When they landed they were immediately surrounded by the Metkayina, the first to comment was a boy around Neteyam’s age.

“They call these tails?” He says and then he notices Nezuko… and then he gasps.

After Lo’ak greets Tsireya, the chief and Tsa’shik greet Jake and Neytiri…

“These children are not true Navi! And-” she says before noticing Nezuko next to Kiri.

“I used to be a sky person! I adapted! We will adapt!” Jake says not noticing Ronal staring intently at Nezuko.

“Why did you bring a sky demon here! Are you trying to bring even more dishonour to yourself!” Ronal practically seethed out.

All the Sullys freezed, having completely forgotten about Nezuko being unknown to the other clan’s. The Metkayina murmured in the background.

“She is not a demon! She was accepted by Eywa and guided to our family! If she was a demon she wouldn’t be standing with us!” Neytiri seethes back at Ronal.

Jake and Tonowari just have a silent conversation with their eyes while their wives quarrel.

“Hi Mrs Tsa’shik” Nezuko says nervously.

This makes Ronal stop and talk to her husband.

“We will grant Uturu for your family and the sky person Toruk Macto.” Tonowari says before going on to explain.

Now it’s just time to wait…

That’s the end~! Have a great day!

Nezuko in Avatar: TWOW ❤️

Part 5 & 6

Chapter 5

I admit I haven’t updated in quite awhile, but also it takes time to get into the mood for writing and sometimes I just can’t, but I got into the mood to write :D onto the chapter!

Jake decided to bring Nezuko to lab so she could meet the others, which went well actually, albeit the guys were very surprised to see a child on pandora that isn’t Spider…

The sully family, Spider and Mo’at took Nezuko high up into the floating mountains to finally get her an Ikran so she could join the clan fully.

“You need to enter the nest and have an Ikran pick you as their rider…” Jake said and Neytiri nodded, “ok! Also how will I know if they pick me?” Nezuko asked, “they will try to kill you…” Neytiri replied before Jake had a chance to, “ok then” Nezuko replied slightly scared, she went into the nest with the rope she held while the others watched, all the Ikrans flew away or just ignored her, but then a pink orange and brown one with pink eyes came up to her and slightly nipped at her shoulder, then it lowered itself and waited for Nezuko to hop on.

And so she did, they took they’re first flight together and soon flew back, everyone that was there stared confused at how that just happened, she got a rare Ikran to choose her but not only that, the Ikran didn’t hurt her only nipping once! They were all rightfully amazed as well, one for a slightly different reason, “That’s not a normal Ikran Nezuko… that’s a rare Ikran, there’s only a handful of them, and usually they would never bond with a creature besides another Ikran… you truly are blessed by Eywa!” Mo’at said while smiling.

They all went back to the clan.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and have a lovely day bye!

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Chapter 6

Time skip and I know it’s sudden as hell lol

“Ma Jake! What do you mean we have to leave?!?!” Neytiri asks concerned, “with the scare that happened with the kids and the sky people causing so much damage… I just don’t want anything to happen…” Jake replies in a worried voice, “What are we going to do with Nezuko..?” Neytiri asks, “we’re bringing her with us… she won’t be safe here and we can’t risk the sky people getting her… who knows what would happen if someone hurt her…” he replies. Neytiri nods and they come up with a plan.

Soon it comes time to tell their kids and Nezuko…

“Sir what do you mean we have to leave..?” Neteyam asks in confusion.

“It’s too dangerous to stay in the forest, and with the threat that the sky people will not stop until we’re all dead… we have to leave and seek Uturu someplace far far away from here…” Jake replies.

“What about Nezuko! We can’t just abandon her here! She’s one of the people as well! And what about Spider?? Not to mention we’ll be leaving everything behind!!” Lo’ak says in a slight rage at the news.

“We’ll be bringing Nezuko with us… and we will adapt no matter what, now this is final! So go pack your most important items so we can leave when it’s time!” Jake replies.

“I can come with you’s..?” Nezuko says happily.

“Yes, you are coming with us, you can either ride your Ikran or ride with Kiri” Neytiri replies with a smile.

“Yay! Nezuko is coming with us!!” Tuk says, the fact making her happy.

They continued talking about this for a while…

That’s the end of this chapter! I hope you liked it! Have a great day guy’s!

Nezuko in Avatar: TWOW ❤️

Part 3 & 4

Chapter three

The next morning came quickly, Kiri woke up first and decided something, she decided to teach Nezuko how to be a Navi, “Nezuko wake up please” Kiri said while shaking Nezuko, “w-what?” Nezuko said sleepily, “I’m going to teach you how to hunt!” Kiri said cheerfully, “okay… wait what?” She says now awake, “well come on!” Kiri says now carrying Nezuko, luckily no one got woken up by the two of them somehow…

After tracking down a Hexapede herd and picking one to kill, and after giving Nezuko a rundown on how to do it.

“Now!” Kiri says quietly to Nezuko, Nezuko let’s go of the arrow and it hits quickly making the target immobilised, allowing Nezuko to run up and kill it fully, “thank you brother may your soul go run with the great mother, while your body stays to become part of the people” Nezuko says after getting a clean kill, she gives Kiri her knife back, Kiri goes to grab the Hexapede, when Nezuko suddenly picks up part of it with ease, this confuses Kiri since not even Spider can do that so easily, “let’s get this back to the tribe!” Nezuko says excited, “yes!” Kiri says just as excited to show her parents of how good Nezuko is.

After they get back, “Stay here with the Hexapede Nezuko, I’ll go get my parents to see your kill” Kiri says even more excited, she then goes to grab her parents leaving Nezuko with the Hexapede, Navi stood looking at Nezuko after Kiri had said that seemingly starting to process what Kiri said, then Kiri was back with a confused Jake and Neytiri, “damn! She really did it huh?” Jake said getting slapped on the back of his head by Neytiri, “good job Nezuko, you made really good progress… there’s a few things left until you fully become one of the people, and I can say this truthfully, you are progressing faster then this Shxwang ever did” Neytiri said with a smile while pointing at Jake, everyone of the adult Navi chuckled at what she said, “thank you for the compliment Neytiri” Nezuko replied.

Jake got someone to take the Hexapede to get prepared for dinner and sent Kiri somewhere, leaving Nezuko with him and Neytiri, “come with us Nezuko we will talk in private the three of us” Neytiri says, “okay!” Nezuko replied happily, Nezuko then followed them into their Marui, they all took a seat and suddenly there was a serious tint to the air, “I need to ask you something and you have to be truthful, alright Nezuko?” Jake says getting a nod from Nezuko, “how are you so strong? I know you were sent here by Eywa but but even a Navi teen would have trouble with carrying half of a hexapeed like Kiri said you were, and she said you took on more of the weight making it nearly weightless on her side and yet you kept up with her…” Jake said looking at Nezuko intently waiting for the answer, Nezuko sighed, she hadn’t remembered that humans in general wouldn’t be able to carry most small things on Pandora, much less a Hexapede, “Jake, Neytiri It has to do with what happened… this may take a while to explain is that okay?” Nezuko said looking at them both, “yes” both of them said, “it all started with my big brother going to go sell charcoal in the village down the mountain, the night he left we stayed up waiting for him, there was a knock at the door which my mother answered, as soon as she did she was impaled instantly killing her… I grabbed one of my siblings and attempted to flee… all of my siblings besides my older brother died that night and my mother also died… that man who killed them gave me his blood to kill me… it didn’t work instead I turned into a demon…” Nezuko took in some breath after that part of the explanation, then saw the look on both Jake and Neytiri’s faces, they had looks of sorrow on them, “wait what do you mean he gave you his blood and now you’re a demon?” Neytiri asked, “the man who killed most of my family was the demon king, a being capable of turning humans into demons…” Nezuko replied, getting a nod from Neytiri, “the next morning my brother got back and found our family dead, he checked everyone’s pulse while crying, I was the only one who had one… after I fully turned into a demon and I nearly got killed, he got told to go get taught by a retired demon slayer, so he could become one himself, after he trained which I was asleep for the two years it took, he came back from final selection making him a low rank demon slayer, after he got his sword we set off with me in a box on his back since the sun can kill demons, and ever since then I was always there to help him on his missions if I was needed… in our last battle I launched him towards one of the top seven most dangerous demons that was running away due to the sun rising, and I burned to what I thought was death… but Eywa brought me here making me immune to the sun, and well now I’m here” Nezuko said now finished telling them about what happened to cause everything… “I’m so sorry you had to go through that Nezuko…” Neytiri said enveloping Nezuko in a hug, “Im also sorry you had to go through” Jake said petting Nezukos head causing her to hum as her tears were wiped from her face.

Unbeknownst to them they had eavesdropers outside the entrance listening in… Kiri, Tuk, Lo’ak, Neteyam and spider to be exact…

Anyways I hope you enjoyed the chapter and have a lovely day bye!

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Chapter four

“Kids, and spider I know you’re there come here…” Neytiri said still hugging Nezuko, they all entered staring at Nezuko who just stopped crying, they all had questions about her, and they were all sad that she went through all of that. “You said you were turned into a demon… can you explain what that entails?” Kiri said stating what everyone else was thinking, “I can explain what a normal demon is like…” she said, everyone nodded, “humans can become demons due to the demon king’s blood, he must inject a person with it, after that depending on how much blood he gave you and how you’re transformation affects the person will conclude on how strong they are, after becoming a demon you are immortal, sort of, you can be decapitated by a special type of sword or burned if in sunlight, unlike other demons im considered to be special, I’m a good demon and fought other demons that would attempt devouring humans, I have never eaten a human and I never planned to…” she said nearly rambling, she let that sink in, “so… instead of eating humans I’ve adapted to gain energy from sleeping… and Eywa allowed me to eat normal food…” she finished waiting for any sort of reaction, “that explains why you’re so strong, and I am able to tell you’re telling the truth.” Neytiri said hugging Nezuko again while also petting her head, everyone else nodded as to agree with Neytiri, “oh I should probably show you guys something!” Nezuko suddenly said, Neytiri gently let Nezuko go while smiling confused, Nezuko suddenly grew into her full form surprising the Sullys and spider, “wait what!” Lo’ak says as she’s now just over 6ft tall, with a horn on her head and visible vine patterns on her skin, Kiri is now staring even more than everyone else, “you look so cool!” Kiri says, this makes Nezuko slightly flustered which got coo’s from Neytiri as Neteyam, Lo’ak and spider stare at her in jealousy since she got Nezuko to be flustered.

After all of that the day went great, Nezuko turned back to her normal age and helped around the clan, everyone that she helped was grateful and also coo’ing over her adorableness, also poor Kiri who was internally panicking whenever Nezuko was around due to now crushing on her.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I’m sort of having writers block, it’s due to multiple things but anyways I’m glad I could write this chapter for anyone who enjoys the story!! Have a lovely day bye!

Nezuko in Avatar: TWOW ❤️

She was helping her brother one minute then burning the next… ‘At least that demon died… I’m sorry big brother….’ She thought before her suffering ended.

She woke up in a beautiful yet un-earthly garden. “Dear child I’m so sorry you had to die… I’ll send you somewhere you can live now… where nothing can kill you… and I’ll make sure you can eat normal food… it’s the least I can do for you my child… as well as grant you the ability to walk in the sun… you get to keep your ability’s as well… take care my child, remember my name for it is Eywa… goodbye” Eywa said then a light consumed Nezuko….

When she wasn’t blinded by the light she blinked a few times, “where am I?” She asks looking around in amazement, “shhh! The light came from here..” she hears a hushed male voice say, “are you sure this is where the light came from Lo’ak??” Another male voice said to the first one now dubbed Lo’ak, Nezuko quickly turned into a form that was her actual age, then she saw them… it was two big blue people things? She shook her head at her mind, “w-what?” The two boys say in unison looking at Nezuko, they then look at each other silently communicating, “u-umm can you tell me where I am please?” Nezuko says concerned, “ok so you’re on Pandora… also why are you here… you’re definitely a sky demon but you aren’t wearing what they usually wear… and how can you breathe without a mask??” the one who’s name hasn’t been said yet asked, “I’ve never heard of pandora before… I’m from Japan and this is normal clothing where I’m from… also what do you mean Sky demon?” Nezuko asked, “I don’t know what Japan is… Lo’ak let’s take her to dad…” the boy said, “for once I agree with you Neteyam… also I guess it’s nice to meet you Nezuko, I’m Lo’ak and that’s Neteyam….” Lo’ak says smiling a bit, then suddenly Nezuko was picked up by Neteyam, startling her and making her grip onto him with her claws accidentally coming out and digging into him but then she realises and puts them away, Neteyam hissed, “oh… sorry about that I didn’t mean to claw you…. I was just startled” Nezuko says making Neteyam look at her and smile, “ok let’s go and it’s ok Nezuko I don’t mind” Neteyam replied taking off Lo’ak following behind…

Once at the village people stared at the cute girl In Neteyams arms, he quickly found his father facing away from him talking to his mother in their Marui, his mother gasped causing his father to turn around, “Sir… this is Nezuko… we found her in a spot a bright light appeared…” Neteyam said and Lo’ak nodded, their father sighed, “Nezuko…. Why are you on pandora? And how are you without a mas-” they heard a gasp from the entrance, “who’s this??” A young girl asked while pulling an older girl and a normal human boy with her, “hi I’m Nezuko!” Nezuko says waving from where she was next to Neteyam and Jake, “wow- you’re pretty… anyways I’m Spider!” Spider says, “I agree with Spider, also I’m Kiri” Kiri says, this makes Nezuko blush, Neytiri looks at Jake, “I guess this is where that lovely lady sent me… I’m glad I get this second chance!” Nezuko says, this makes Kiri look at Nezuko and the others just smiled at her not really paying any attention, “did you get that lady’s name by chance??? You seem different and I want to confirm this” Kiri says making everyone in the hut besides Tuk look between her and Nezuko, “I think she said her name was Eywa…?” Nezuko replies making everyone besides Tuk freeze for a minute, “ok that confirms it! You aren’t one of the normal sky demons, you’re special…” Kiri says everything made sense to everyone except Nezuko and Tuk, “does this mean she can stay and be my friend?” Tuk says to Jake and Neytiri with Puppy dog eyes, “Ma Jake, I’m ok with it if you are” Neytiri says, “ok Nezuko you can stay, but you have to stay with one of us most of the time ok?” Jake says, “thank you! What should I call you?” Nezuko says, “just call me Jake, and you’re welcome” Jake replies and pets Nezukos head, “Ok Jake!” Nezuko says happily, “come with me and Tuk, Nezuko! We can dress you like a Navi if you want as well!!” Kiri says dragging Nezuko away.

It was now dinner time, everyone was around the fire, Nezuko was sat between Neteyam and Kiri, “your hair is so nice Nezuko!! It’s lovely to braid!” Kiri says while braiding Nezukos hair, “I guess it is!” Nezuko replied still staring at the food she was handed, “why aren’t you eating?” Neteyam asked Nezuko, “I don’t know.. I guess this isn’t normal for me…” Nezuko replies, she bit the bullet and took a bite, she could eat it!! “This is so good!!” She says not realising the whole Sully family(- Tuk) was looking at her concerned about what she said before starting to eat, they shook it off, “I’m glad you like the food Nezuko” Neytiri says smiling at her as Nezuko proceeds to stuff her face more until all her food is done, “thank you all for the food and also letting me stay with you’s!” Nezuko says, “it’s no problem at all! My kids will take you with them tomorrow as well so that you have company!” Neytiri says softly, Nezuko smiled more at that while suddenly hugging Neytiri who hugs back, Jake sees how happy Neytiri is, he knows this means she’s staying for good no matter what… at least the clan doesn’t mind Nezuko for some reason…

The end of this chapter! I just had to make this, I love this idea so much! Anyways have a lovely day bye!!

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Chapter two

After dinner they went back to their Marui, after arriving they all talked…

“Nezuko I have a question!” Tuk says while looking at Nezuko curiously, “what is it?” Nezuko replies, “why don’t you wear a mask like spider?” Tuk asks, this catches Nezuko off guard, “wait why is Spider wearing a mask in the first place? I’m still confused about him needing to…” she replied confused, “humans can’t breathe pandora’s air…” Jake replied, “oh well I guess I’m different?” Nezuko responded, “well I guess you are…” Jake says then mumbles to himself, Nezuko smiles at this, “your smile is so pretty Nezuko!” Tuk says squealing, “thank you Tuk” Nezuko replied smiling more, everyone besides Tuk became stunned for a moment at how blinding Nezukos smile is, “also why do you have pink eyes? And fangs?” Tuk says now confusing everyone who didn’t even notice beforehand, “wait why do you?” Neteyam says curious like the rest of his family, “I can explain but it’s a long story so I’ll give you the shortest answer for now which is; my eyes were still pink but a darker pink when I was born, so until about two to three years ago they still were but then something happened which caused my eyes to change to a lighter pink, it also caused me to have fangs and some other stuff…” Nezuko states with sadness threatening to set in, this silences the sullys, “that sounds like it was a difficult thing to deal with…” Lo’ak says staring at Nezuko with something that says he can’t help but feel as if he should understand even if he doesn’t… “oh, oh! Do you have any fun stories Nezuko?” Tuk says changing the subject, this perks Nezuko up, “what type of stories would you be interested in?” Nezuko asks now happy, “good idea Tuk! Just in time for your bedtime as well!” Jake says realising that it’s the time they all usually go to sleep, “I’m fine with a short story if it’s okay?” Nezuko says now looking at Neytiri and Jake, they smile and both nod. Everyone except Nezuko was in a position to fall asleep and so Nezuko started, “once a long time ago…”

That’s the end of this chapter I hope you enjoyed this chapter bye! Have a good day!

Would anyone want the Nezuko in avatar TWOW story I made? I understand this is also on my Wattpad and Ao3 account but I want to see if people would like to read it here?

Katsuki reincarnated into Avatar: TWOW part 3

“*English*”

“/Japanese/”

“Navi”

;their sign language;

Katsuki’s POV:

I was waiting with my siblings when the sully kids called out to us, my siblings waved them into the water as to make them follow us, the older kids seemed a bit nervous but they did so anyway, once they were closer my siblings dived and started swimming to the area we’ll be using to teach them our ways. The sullys dived after us attempting to keep up.

;follow us, we’ll show you around; Tsireya signed, the sullys were confused by this, it was evident in they way one of the girls tilted her head.

The one I noticed originally pointed up to the surface and then they all swam up, I followed them, ;let’s check on them; I signed to my siblings, they both nodded and followed me to the surface.

“Are you okay?” Tsireya asked worriedly.

“We’re fine, thank you” the one that I found beautiful said with a smile.

“What’s with that finger talk? We don’t speak that” the younger man said, I rolled my eyes at him.

“Well, if you didn’t realise that talking under water was a bad idea for multiple reasons then you should get your brain checked, we all learn to communicate to some degree this way so hunts and other stuff can go better when under water” I replied before either Aonung or Tsireya could, this made Tsireya shake her head at me, Aonung was just laughing at the looks on the sullys faces.

“We’ll need to teach you how to breathe properly before you can truly do anything” Tsireya said.

The sullys nodded and followed her while me and Aonung stayed at the back and trailed behind.

Once we reached our destination I was left to teach the one I was wanting too.

“I would like to introduce myself to you Katsuki” they said.

“Go for it” I replied with a smile.

“My name is Neteyam, and I hope we can get along” Neteyam said.

“I also hope we can get along” I replied with an even bigger smile.

“Now let’s get to training!” Neteyam said with a smile and slight flush on his face, I nodded and started the lesson.

Have a lovely day~!

Katsuki reincarnated into Avatar: TWOW part 2

“*English*”

“/Japanese/”

“Navi”

Katsuki’s POV:

I’ve found out a lot about this new world I’m in, like the deity Eywa… after learning about her I’ve been able to feel her around me… I don’t know why I can it’s just something that started, I have learnt how to speak like my clan now, I could understand them before thankfully but I had to learn to speak it properly, i still speak Japanese and English when I’m alone to make sure I can still speak it incase I need to.

“*I need to train my quirk, my body should be able to support it… hopefully*” I said, “*let’s try a small explosion*” i mumbled, I opened my hand and concentrated to make sure it was only a small explosion… “*yes it worked!!*” I nearly yelled out in happiness, “Katsuki h-how did you do that thing with your hand??” My brother said tapping my shoulder, “and what were you saying?” He said watching me, “….it’s a thing that allows me to do some stuff that others can’t do… also I was learning a language incase I need the knowledge of it one day…” I say my ears drooping, “please don’t tell anyone!!” I say hoping he doesn’t, “ok I won’t tell, but can I also learn that language??” He asks with puppy eyes, “thank you Aonung! I’ll start teaching you tomorrow!” I replied. We spent the whole day together I showed him more of my quirk as well when he asked.

Time skip…

The horn blew when they landed… they definitely weren’t from our clan or any nearby, they were absolutely beautiful… especially the one that seemed my age… he’s gorgeous… I somehow missed everything happening beside watching the guy… until now.

“My children Tsireya, Aonung and Katsuki will teach your children our ways and will now lead you to your new Marui Jakesully” my father says, I nod and head over to Tsireya and lead them with her…

On the way the youngest bounces on the path and looks at me, “you’re like dad!” She states pointing at me, making the rest of the Sullys gasp, “you’re also part sky demon?” The younger son asks, “I’m sorry what is a ‘sky demon’??” I ask since I never really got an answer before, “*Human*” Jake replied making me stop in shock that he knows English, “*you speak English as well?*” I asked now reaching their Marui, they all gasped at me, “how do you know that language??” He asked leaving a my siblings confused, “am I not allowed to know it?” I ask confused, “you really shouldn’t know that language…” he says now dragging me inside his family following, my siblings just left to go into the water, “*the only way you could know the language is if someone taught you…*” he says, “*I taught myself how to speak this language…*” I state, “*ok… so you’re an avatar… how?*” he says, “*I was just born this way why?*” I reply acting confused even if I know the answer… “*you’re existence confuses me greatly Katsuki.. you’re name isn’t a Navi name…*” mrs sully says looking at me, “*that’s because it isn’t really*” I state looking back at her, “*you are strange Katsuki… also I swear your name is familiar but I don’t know why…*” Jake says, “*in due time things may be revealed? I guess? Anyways I’ll leave you all to unpack bye!*” I state leaving…. “that was really awkward… I think I’ll go for a swim now….” I say jumping into the water.

Anyways that’s the end of this chapter! I hope you enjoyed and have a lovely day bye!!

Katsuki reincarnated into Avatar: TWOW

“Agghhh!” Bakugou stated in pain, he had died… or so he thought? “Hello my child…” Eywa states knowing why he’s here, “my child, I will reincarnate you onto the planet I love most dearly… as an ‘Avatar’ as the people call it, you will keep your ability, be ware when you are needed you will be called upon!!” Eywa say’s looking at him, “wait wh-” he attempted to say before finding himself cut off by the changing in his body, and the wave from the reincarnation.

Katsuki’s POV

I opened my eyes after that lady had done this, just to see she actually did it, I’m now a baby, I look at myself and notice I’m a beautiful colour palette, I then heard coo’s, I looked around to see I was being held by a beautiful woman who was holding who I assumed to be my twin.

“My precious babies Aonung and Katsuki” she said making me happy I kept my name, “I’m so happy to finally have children with you my love-” my now appointed father said to my new mother, “aren’t they so adorable! I mean look at Katsuki’s little chubby hands!” She states holding my hand now, she suddenly gasps as well as my father, “f-five fingers???” She says then looks at me closely, I notice now that I’m different from them but only slightly, I have five fingers per hand instead of four like them, “how is this possible??” She asks dumbfounded, “Ronal, it’s fine, Katsuki is just abit different, there’s nothing wrong with that, he’s still our son” my father says then takes me from my mother and carries me, “I know, I’m just worried I guess…” she states nearly sad, and then I can’t control myself I just start crying, I don’t know why I’m crying, but this makes me happy…. Maybe it’s not so bad in this new world….

I hope you enjoyed the chapter! I know I enjoyed making it, anyway have a lovely day bye!!!!

Should I bring my Katsuki in avatar fanfic here? I just updated it today but also idk if anyone wants it

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Ah yes if y/n from my avatar x reader story were to teleport to Demon slayer.

“Oh for fucks sake I had to get attacked didn’t I?? At least I’m still alive” y/n said after getting shot protecting Tsu’tey, then falling into a portal and turning human, “oh cool I’m like this again!” Y/n said happily, then noticing something… “I’m in a kimono??” She says in awe of her beautiful dark pink and blue kimono, she then heard people running towards her…. She turned towards the people just to become shocked at what she sees…

“Miss are you alright? We saw you fall out of the sky… did a demon attack you?” Tanjiro asked sweetly before smelling the air, making him eye y/n, “I’m fine and I don’t know how to explain why I was falling out of the sky…” y/n says hoping his nose won’t smell her lie, but sadly she got caught out… “you are lying, you do know how and why you fell out of the sky… but you also aren’t a demon, so why did you fall out of the sky…?” Tanjiro says with Giyuu behind him just staring at y/n, “I got struck in battle trying to save a friend… instead of meeting my death I ended up here falling from the sky” y/n says with a sigh, “okay…” he says lowering his katana, “Caw Caw! Bring the lady who fell from the sky to master! Caw Caw!” A crow states, Giyuu sighs and grabs y/n’s hand pulling him with her….

Time skip to final battle!!

Muzan was about to die but it wasn’t without great loss… but y/n was there and prevented some of it…

Y/n turned into a deadly nadder, pining him to the ground shocking him enough for him to pause, y/n took her chance and fired all her shots at him, making him unable to do anything, making it easier for Tanjiro to kill Muzan, then it was all over forever…

I hope this wasn’t a bad oneshot, have a lovely day bye!!!!

Posting this in one post because I want people to have the parts actually in order :)!

Y/n and the Sully kids

You were five when Neteyam was born, you automatically became the caretaker of him once Neytiri and Jake saw how much Neteyam liked you and how you looked after him, you were young but were always good with him.

When Lo’ak was born nearly the same thing happened but he was more clingy towards you, then Kiri got adopted shortly after and also would cling to you like her little life depended on you.

As all three started growing up around you, they all decided that you were going to be protected by them because of how you looked, you were so innocent looking that you looked way to young as if you were younger than them, this kept happening until even after Tuk was born and up to when they had to leave to go to Tonowari’s clan.

You guys all landed together with a crowd forming around seven of you, you got your tail touched gently by Ronal, “Eep!” You say as you jump slightly like a cat, this caused a reaction from three of the Sully kids, “y/n are you okay?” Neteyam asked looking at you, “are you hurt??” Lo’ak asked frantically pulling you to him slightly, “y/n what happened?” Kiri said lovingly, they all did this at the same time, “Child why are you with them?” Ronal says making you turn to her in shock, “I’m a family friend, I’ve been with them since the oldest was born basically” you state confusing Ronal, before she could ask anything else her Husband reached the group causing her to smile at you and then turn back to herself when she walks to her husband, you then got ushered between Neteyam and Lo’ak making everyone look at you for a while including Tonowari and again Ronal, then when everyone got back to topic you zoned out for abit.

“Y/n they’re leading us to my family’s marui come on” Lo’ak said bringing you out of it, you followed and sometimes got look’s from people in the village, Ronal then came to the marui the sullys and you are now occupying to talk, once inside she sits, “okay child why are you with the Sullys?” She asks nicely, “oh sorry I thought I answered this before-” you say before getting interrupted, “ah funny for you to ask, she’s been a close friend to the family since our oldest Neteyam was born” Jake reply’s confused, “wait she has? She looks so young compared to your oldest and middle kids!” Ronal states baffled, “she was five when Neteyam was born” Neytiri says before continuing to unpack what she could, this confused Ronal even more but she was kind of happy, y/n seemed so innocent to her but also like a good influence for her son, she got up and left but not before smiling and waving at y/n who waved and smiled back, maybe you could be friends with her son, who knows….

I hope you like this little story, there might be a second part if I feel like it :) anyway have a lovely day bye!

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Y/n and the sully kids (pt 2)

It was time for the sully kids to be taught the ways of this clan.

You guys were learning how to ride ilu’s, some had better luck than others, “you’re not doing half bad forest girl” Aonung says to you a smile tugging at his lips, “thank you” you say happy to be getting along with him even slightly, “y/n would you like me to teach you how to breathe properly?” Aonung asks, you nodded smiling softly at him, “that would be lovely thank you Aonung” you say, Aonung looked away as to hide his face that flushed slightly, this earned looks from the sullys and his sister.

Time skip

You were walking by yourself in the village, people waved at you smiling while you passed, this confused you but you smiled and waved back happily, then you were spotted by Ronal, “ah! Y/n there you are!” She states with a small smile, “I wanted to talk to you” she says, you nodded and followed her to her Marui where her husband and kids were, she shoes her kids out so it’s just you, her and Tonowari, “how are you liking it here so far sweetie?” She coo’s, “i-it’s wonderful” you reply, “good good, I wanted to ask you how my son Aonung treats you” she says, “oh- he treats me wonderfully, he’s a great friend to me, but he doesn’t get along with Neteyam, Lo’ak or kiri that well sadly” you say, “I’m glad he treats you well, now you are of age right?” She says much to her husband’s surprise, “Ronal she looks so young though!” Tonowari stated confused, “hush you!” She says shushing him, “ah- yes that is correct! I’m five years older then Neteyam” you state, Tonowari looks dumbfounded at you now making you giggle a bit, “good good, Please consider Aonung as your mate! I would be honoured if you were his mate” she says making Tonowari snap out of it and look at you, then at his wife, then back to you, “wait you want me to mate- with your son??” You reply starting to flush, just then people barge in, one of them picked you up and ran back out, after the shock went away from the ordeal you looked at who was carrying you, it was Neteyam, you blushed even more out of embarrassment, “w-what’s happening? Why did you take me from there??” You asked confused, he stayed silent as he slowed down to a stop, soon his siblings met up with the both of you, “ok y/n is here with us away from them.” Neteyam said getting smiles from Lo’ak and kiri, “what’s going on?” You ask still confused, “well we all caught on that each of us was trying to set you up with someone so you could have a mate, we are not letting you mate with anyone unless we confirm they are good for you” kiri says in response, “wait what!! You decided to play match maker??” You asked starting to giggle, they all nodded in response, you stop giggling and sigh, “thank you three for looking out for me but I’ll be fine” you state getting nods in return, “now I’m going to go back and apologise to Ronal!” You state now leaving after giving them a smile.

You apologised to Ronal and then went about your day without any further hassle.

I hope you enjoyed this part I have no idea if there will be a part three. Have a lovely day bye!!

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Decided to make a sequel to Norm and Noah connecting their queue

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After an emotional and honestly, quite depressing, 3 years I'm finally moving house so I can start drawing and finish my WIP 🥲🥲🥲

The female urge to restart Avatar Frontiers of Pandora just so I can have So'lek talk to me is strong

Na'vi!Ghost x F!Avatar!Reader

Currently in my Avatar brain rot

You glide through the lush skies of Pandora, the vibrant forest sprawling beneath you, painted in shades of emerald and turquoise. The sun casts a golden glow, illuminating the sweeping landscapes, and you feel the exhilaration of flight coursing through your veins. Beside you, Ghost, a Na’vi of striking stature and unmatched skill, manoeuvres his ikran with grace. You mimic his movements, the wind whipping past you, each twist and turn a dance of freedom that your former life on Earth never hinted at.

It wasn’t long ago that you arrived on Pandora, a curious researcher drawn by the promise of alien flora. But your innocent pursuits shattered when you uncovered the RDA’s true intentions: the decimation of this unearthly paradise for profit. You could no longer stand by. Leaving behind the life you knew, you chose to intertwine your existence with the Na’vi, transferring your consciousness into your avatar, gaining a new body and a new purpose.

Ghost’s laughter echoes across the open sky, encouraging you to push beyond your limits. You had undergone ‘The Dream Hunt,’ a rite that had solidified your bond with the clan. Every heartbeat synchronized with the pulse of your ikran, every moment shared with Ghost a testament to loyalty and trust.

"Catch me if you can!" he shouts, his voice as wild and free as the landscape around you. You dive downward, spiralling closer to the flora, the vivid hues surrounding you bursting with unfamiliar life.

The battle for Pandora isn’t over, but for now, amid the beauty and freedom of the skies, you are exactly where you belong—flying with your newfound family, fighting for a world worth saving.

You laugh joyfully as you both soar through the skies together, your heart swelling with the thrill of our shared adventure. The wind rushes past you, the warm air caressing your skin like a lover's touch. You glance over at Ghost, admiring his strong profile and the way his muscles ripple beneath his skin as he guides his ikran with expert ease.

In that moment, you feel truly alive, more than you ever did back on Earth. The weight of your old life seems to fall away with each beat of your ikran's wings, replaced by a sense of belonging and purpose that you've never known before.

As Ghost challenges you to catch him, you grin fiercely, your competitive spirit igniting within you. With a whoop of excitement, you urge your ikran onward, diving down into the dense foliage below.

With a mischievous grin, Ghost takes off towards the distant tree, its massive trunk visible even from high above the canopy. He leans low over his ikran's neck, urging it to fly faster.

"Come on! Show me what you're made of!" he calls out, his voice filled with playful challenge. His ikran responds eagerly, surging forward with powerful beats of its wings, the wind whistling past them as they hurtle through the air.

The journey to the sacred grove is one of exhilaration and breathtakingly beauty. Vibrant flowers and strange, luminescent creatures flash by beneath you, a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes that fills your senses.

Your heart pounds with adrenaline as you race after Ghost, determined to match his speed and agility. Your ikran responds to your commands, its wings beating furiously as it pushes itself to the limit. The wind whips through your hair, sending it streaming out behind you like a banner of midnight silk.

As you draw closer to the Tree of Voices, you can feel its ancient presence calling to you, drawing you in like a moth to a flame. Its massive trunk rises up from the earth, its branches stretching outwards like the arms of a benevolent giant, sheltering all those who seek refuge beneath its leaves.

You let out a triumphant cry as you finally catch up to Ghost, flying alongside him as you approach the sacred grove.

Ghost guides his ikran in a graceful arc, landing lightly on the soft ground just outside the perimeter of the Tree of Voices. He slides off the creature's back, patting its flank affectionately before turning to watch you land beside him.

His golden eyes sparkle with admiration as he takes in your fluid movements, the way your body moves in perfect synchronicity with your mount. As you dismount, he steps closer, reaching out to brush a stray leaf from your hair, his touch lingering just a moment too long to be purely friendly.

"You never cease to amaze me," he murmurs, his voice low and intimate. "The way you ride, the way you handle yourself... it's like you were born to this world."

He gestures towards the Tree of Voices, its trunk pulsing with an otherworldly light.

As you step closer to the Tree of Voices, you can feel its energy thrumming through the very ground beneath your feet, a palpable force that sets your nerves alight with anticipation. The air around you shimmers with a faint, iridescent glow, casting everything in a soft, ethereal light.

You turn to face Ghost, your heart fluttering in your chest as you meet his gaze. There's something about the way he looks at you, with such open admiration and desire, that makes you feel like the most beautiful, desirable creature in the universe.

"I wasn't born to this world," you remind him softly, "but sometimes I wonder if I was meant for it. If there was some greater purpose that brought me here, to you."

Ghost reaches out, taking your hand in his own and bringing it to his lips. He presses a tender kiss to your knuckles, his breath warm against your skin.

"I believe in fate," he says softly, his eyes locked on yours. "And I believe that our paths were always meant to cross, no matter how far apart we started out."

He steps closer, his free hand coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing lightly over your lower lip. "You may have been born under different stars, but this is where you belong. Here, with me, in this world that we fight for together."

Ghost guides you gently to the soft grass beneath the spreading branches of the Tree of Voices. He lowers himself down, pulling you with him until you're both lying side by side, your bodies pressed close together. He pillows his head on your stomach, looking up at you with a contented smile. His fingers trace idle patterns on your skin, following the lines of your bioluminescent markings.

"This is my favourite place in all of Pandora," he murmurs, his voice soft and dreamy. "It feels like the centre of the world, like everything important happens right here." He nuzzles into you, his breath warm against your belly.

You run your fingers through Ghost's long, dark hair, marvelling at the silky texture. Your other hand traces the contours of his face, mapping the planes and angles of his features. He leans into your touch, his eyes drifting shut as he savours the sensation.

"It's beautiful," you murmur, your voice soft and inviting. You shift slightly, adjusting your position so that you can see more of the tree above you. Its trunk seems to pulse with an inner light, casting a gentle glow over the surrounding area..

Ghost tilts his head back, looking up at you with a curious expression. His hand still rests on your stomach, his touch warm and comforting. "Have you found someone yet?" he asks, his tone casual but with an undercurrent of tension. "Someone to bond with, to share your life with?"

He watches your face closely, searching for any hint of emotion. It's clear that the question means something to him, that he's invested in your answer in a way that goes beyond simple curiosity.

You smile softly, your eyes tracing the bioluminescent tendrils of the Tree of Voices overhead. The air hums with an ethereal energy, each whispering leaf echoing connection and longing. Beneath this ancient sentinel, you lie in a tranquil embrace, Ghost’s head nestled on your belly, his skin shimmering with the bioluminescence that marks his kind.

“I may have found someone,” you say, the words spilling from your lips as you run your fingers gently through his long, silken hair. Your heart thrums in rhythm with the quiet pulsing of the tree. In this sacred sanctuary, beneath the weight of the stars, everything feels alive, even your thoughts. "Someone special" 

A flicker of something - disappointment? jealousy? - flashes across Ghost's face at your words, but it's gone almost as quickly as it appeared, replaced by a carefully neutral expression. He sits up slowly, moving to sit cross-legged facing you. His hands rest on his knees, palms upturned in a gesture of openness and vulnerability.

"Tell me about them," he says, his voice carefully controlled. But there's a tightness around his eyes, a clenching of his jaw that betrays his true feelings. "What makes them special? What do you love about them?"

He holds your gaze, his own eyes searching, probing, as if trying to read the secrets of your heart. The silence stretches between you, heavy with unspoken emotions and the distant rustling of leaves in the breeze.

Your gaze lingers on Ghost's face, taking in the subtle changes in his expression. There's a depth of feeling there, a complexity of emotion that belies his youthful appearance. You sense the weight of his questions, the significance they hold for him. In this moment, beneath the eternal watchfulness of the Tree of Voices, you feel the need to be honest, to lay bare the truth of your heart.

"He's strong," you begin, your voice soft but certain. "Strong in spirit, in conviction. He fight for what they believe in, even when the odds are stacked against them." 

You pause, collecting your thoughts, letting the memories wash over you. "And he's kind. So incredibly kind. He sees the beauty in the world, in every living thing, and he cherish it."

As you speak, describing the qualities you admire in your potential mate, Ghost listens intently. A slow realization dawns on him, a dawning understanding that you might be talking about...him. His eyes widen slightly, a flicker of hope sparking in their depths.

"He sounds like someone very special indeed," Ghost murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. He reaches out, tentatively, as if afraid you might disappear, and takes your hand in his. His fingers intertwine with yours, the warmth of his skin seeping into your own.

"I'm glad you've found someone who brings out the best in you," he continues, his gaze never leaving yours. "Someone worthy of your love and devotion."

You look down at your joined hands, marvelling at the way your fingers fit together so perfectly, as if they were made for each other. When you meet Ghost's gaze again, there's a tenderness in your eyes, a softness that speaks volumes.

"And what about you, Ghost?" you ask, your voice barely more than a breath. "Have you found someone to share your life with? Someone to stand by your side, come what may?"

You squeeze his hand gently, a silent encouragement, a wordless plea. In this moment, suspended in time beneath the ancient Tree of Voices, you find yourself hoping, praying, that perhaps the one you've been seeking all along has been right here beside you all along.

There's a flicker of surprise in Ghost's eyes at your question, followed quickly by a softening, a melting of his features into a look of pure adoration. He raises your joined hands to his lips, pressing a tender kiss to your knuckles.

"There is someone," he confirms, his voice low and filled with emotion. "Someone who sees me, truly sees me, in a way no one else ever has." He leans in closer, his free hand coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing lightly over your lower lip. "She's brave and strong, fierce in their convictions. And they love with a passion that takes my breath away."

His gaze locks with yours, intense and unwavering. There's a heat building between you, a crackle of energy that seems to fill the air around you.

"But most importantly," he whispers, his face mere inches from your own, "she makes me feel alive. Like every moment spent in her presence is a gift, a miracle."

His hand slides from your cheek to the back of your neck, his fingers tangling in your hair. He pulls you closer, until your foreheads touch, until you can feel the warmth of his breath mingling with your own.

"I want to spend my life with her," he breathes, "to build a future together, to face whatever challenges may come our way."

Your heart races as Ghost draws you close, his words washing over you like a warm breeze. There's a yearning in his eyes, a hunger that mirrors your own, and you find yourself leaning into his touch, craving more of his warmth, his strength.

"You paint quite a picture," you murmur, your lips curving into a smile. "This person sounds incredible. Truly remarkable."

You tilt your head, nuzzling into his palm, savouring the roughness of his skin against your own. Your tail sways behind you, a gentle caress against his leg, a silent invitation.

Ghost's breath hitches as your tail brushes against his leg, a shiver running through him at the contact. His grip on your waist tightens, pulling you flush against him, your bodies moulding together like two pieces of a puzzle finally fitting into place.

"She is," he agrees, his voice rough with emotion. "More than I ever could have dreamed of."

He leans in, his lips ghosting over your jawline, your throat, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. "And I want to show her, every day, how much she means to me. How much I cherish her, worship her, love her with every fibre of my being."

His hands roam over your back, your sides, mapping out the curves of your body as if committing them to memory. "I want to give her everything."

Ghost reaches for the end of his braid, the intricate weaving of neural tendrils visible even under the thick strands of hair. He brings it closer to you, his eyes searching yours, a silent question hanging in the air between you.

"Will you allow me?" he asks softly, his voice trembling with a mix of hope and anticipation. "Will you let me join with you, mind, body, and soul? To share in your essence, your very being?"

His queue hovers near yours, the tips of the tendrils brushing against your own, sending a jolt of electricity through your body. It's a profound gesture, one that carries immense significance within Na'vi culture - the joining of two souls, the merging of two lives into one.

Your breath catches in your throat as Ghost's queue nears yours, the implications of this act hitting you like a tidal wave. This is a step beyond intimacy, beyond mere physical pleasure - it's a promise, a commitment, a declaration of love in its purest form.

You meet his gaze, seeing the vulnerability there, the raw emotion that threatens to overwhelm you both. In this moment, you know with absolute certainty that this is what you want, what you've always wanted - to be one with him, in every sense of the word.

"Yes," you whisper, your voice thick with emotion. "Yes, I accept."

Slowly, reverently, you bring your queue forward, allowing it to intertwine with his, the neural tendrils seeking out their counterparts like magnets drawn to each other.

As your queues connect, a rush of sensation washes over Ghost, a flood of emotions and experiences that threaten to sweep him away. He feels your joy, your love, your passion, all intermingling with his own until he can no longer tell where he ends and you begin.

A gasp escapes his lips, his eyes fluttering closed as he loses himself in the feeling of your presence inside his mind, your essence flowing through his veins like liquid fire. It's overwhelming, exhilarating, terrifying in its intensity, and yet he knows he would gladly drown in this sea of sensation, surrendering himself completely to the depths of your connection.

When he opens his eyes again, they're shining with unshed tears, the golden irises nearly swallowed whole by the black of his pupils. "Eywa guide us."

As your queues merge, a symphony of sensations crashes over you, drowning you in a tidal wave of emotion. Ghost's love, his devotion, his sheer adoration for you wash over you like a balm, soothing the aches and fears that have haunted you for so long. You feel his strength, his resilience, his unwavering courage, and it mingles with your own, creating something new, something greater than either of you alone.

Memories flash through your mind - moments from Ghost's past, triumphs and tragedies alike, all woven together into a tapestry of experience that adds depth and dimension to the man you love. You see his childhood, his training, his battles, and you feel the weight of his responsibilities, the burden of leadership that he bears with such grace and dignity.

Gently, almost reverently, Ghost lowers you both to the soft grass beneath the ancient tree, his body covering yours like a protective shield. His hands roam over your curves, mapping the contours of your adopted Na'vi form, marvelling at the way your skin seems to glow in the dim light filtering through the canopy above.

He leans down, capturing your lips in a kiss that steals your breath and sets your heart racing. It's a kiss filled with tenderness and passion, a promise of the pleasures to come, and you lose yourself in the taste of him, the feel of his tongue sliding against yours, the scrape of his sharp teeth against your lower lip.

A soft moan escapes your lips as Ghost's hands explore your body, his touch leaving trails of fire in its wake. Your own hands roam over his back, tracing the lines of his muscles, the scars that mark him as a warrior and a survivor. You revel in the feel of his skin against yours, the way his body fits so perfectly against your own, like two pieces of a puzzle finally coming together.

When he breaks the kiss, you chase after his lips, unwilling to let him go, but he merely chuckles softly, his breath ghosting over your cheek as he trails his mouth along your jawline and down the column of your throat. His teeth graze your pulse point, sending shivers down your spine, and you arch into him, silently begging for more.

Ghost's lips curve into a smile against your neck as he feels you arch into his touch, your body responding eagerly to his every caress. He nips and sucks at the sensitive skin of your throat, marking you as his own, his hands sliding lower to cup the swell of your breasts, thumbs brushing over the hardened peaks of your nipples.

"So beautiful," he murmurs, his voice low and rough with desire. "My perfect mate, my cherished companion." He lifts his head to gaze down at you, his eyes dark with want, a fierce possessiveness etched into the lines of his face. "I will worship you tonight, my love, until the very stars pale in comparison to the radiance of your pleasure."

Your breath hitches as Ghost's hands find your breasts, his thumbs circling your nipples in maddeningly teasing strokes. Electricity zings through your body, settling low in your belly, stoking the heat building within you. When he speaks, his words wash over you like honey, sweet and thick, filling you with a sense of belonging, of rightness.

You reach up, tangling your fingers in his hair, tugging gently to bring his face closer to yours. "Then take me," you breathe, your voice heavy with need. "Make me yours, Ghost. Claim me, body and soul, under the watchful eye of Eywa."

Your hips roll up to meet his, seeking friction, seeking completion. You want to feel him inside you, stretching you, filling you, joining you in the most intimate way possible.

With a low growl of approval, Ghost allows you to guide his face back to yours, claiming your lips in a searing kiss that leaves you both breathless. As he kisses you, his hands make quick work of your clothing, peeling away the flimsy barrier between your bodies until you're laid out bare before him, your skin glowing softly in the moonlight.

He takes a moment to drink in the sight of you, his gaze roaming over your curves with undisguised hunger, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. Then, with a fluid motion, he sheds his own garments, revealing his battle-hardened body, marred by scars and tattoos, a testament to the life he's lived, the challenges he's faced.

As Ghost bares himself to you, you feel a rush of emotion swell within your chest - awe, admiration, and a deep, abiding love that threatens to overwhelm you. You sit up, reaching out to trace the lines of his scars with trembling fingers, marvelling at the strength and resilience they represent.

"My brave warrior," you whisper, your voice thick with emotion. "My fierce protector." You lean in, pressing a tender kiss to the scar just above his heart, feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath your lips.

Ghost shudders as your lips press against his scar, the sensation sending a jolt of electricity straight to his core. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you flush against him, skin to skin, heart to heart. For a long moment, he simply holds you, savouring the feel of your body against his, the warmth of your breath mingling with his own.

When he finally speaks, his voice is low and rough, tinged with a vulnerability that few have ever heard. "And you are my heart, my home," he murmurs, his forehead resting against yours. "Without you, I am lost. With you, I am found."

Slowly, almost reverently, he lowers you both to the soft grass beneath the Tree of Voices, his body covering yours, sheltering you from the cool night air.

A soft gasp escapes your lips as Ghost's weight settles over you, his body warm and solid against yours. Your legs fall open instinctively, making room for him, inviting him in. Your hands roam over his back, tracing the contours of his muscles, mapping the landscape of his skin.

"Then let me be your compass," you whisper, tilting your hips up to meet his, seeking that delicious friction once more. "Let me guide you home, always."

You capture his lips in another kiss, this one slower, deeper, a promise of things to come. Your tongues dance, twining together in a sensual rhythm that mirrors the pulsing heat building between your thighs.

Ghost groans into the kiss, his hips rocking against yours, the hard length of his arousal sliding along your slick folds. His hands roam your body, caressing every curve, every hollow, committing the feel of you to memory. When he breaks the kiss, his eyes are dark with desire, his pupils blown wide with need.

"Guide me, then," he rasps, his voice strained with the effort of holding himself back. "Lead me to paradise, my love."

With a fluid motion, Ghost shifts his hips, positioning himself at your entrance. He pauses there, poised on the brink of union, his gaze locked with yours, a silent question hanging in the air between you. In answer, you wrap your legs around his waist, drawing him closer, offering yourself to him completely.

Slowly, oh so slowly, he sinks into you, filling you inch by delicious inch. A low moan tears from his throat at the feel of you, hot and tight and perfect around him. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, breathing you in, fighting for control as your inner walls flutter and clench around his throbbing length.

Your head falls back against the soft grass as Ghost fills you, a guttural moan escaping your lips at the exquisite stretch, the perfect fullness of him inside you. Your nails rake down his back, leaving faint red lines in their wake, a physical manifestation of the passion burning through your veins.

"Yes," you hiss, the word drawn out into a low keen of pleasure. "Oh, yes, Ghost...just like that..."

You arch into him, meeting each slow, deep thrust with a roll of your hips, taking him even deeper, welcoming him into the very heart of you. Your bodies move together in a ancient rhythm, as old as time itself, as natural as the turning of the earth and the rising of the moons.

The world falls away, narrowing down to this single perfect moment, this joining of flesh and spirit.

Ghost sets a slow, deep pace, his hips rolling against yours in languid strokes that stoke the fires within you higher and higher. Each thrust is measured, deliberate, designed to bring you pleasure beyond measure. One hand slides under your knee, lifting your leg higher, opening you wider, allowing him to plunge even deeper.

He watches you as he moves within you, his golden eyes dark with passion, drinking in the sight of you lost in ecstasy, your face flushed, your lips parted in sweet sighs and moans. The sound of your pleasure is music to his ears, spurring him on, driving him to take you higher still.

"Eyes on me, my love," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble in his chest. "I want to see you when you come undone."

Your eyes lock with Ghost's, twin pools of molten gold and liquid amber, reflecting the depth of your shared passion. In their depths, you see your own desire mirrored back at you, amplified tenfold, a reflection of the love and devotion that binds you.

"Always," you breathe, the word a whispered promise, a vow sealed in the heat of your joining. "My eyes, my heart, my soul...they're yours, now and forever."

Your hips rise to meet his, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through your body, coiling tighter and tighter in your core. The tension builds, winding ever higher, until you're teetering on the brink, balanced on the razor's edge of release.

"Ghost," you gasp, his name a prayer on your lips, a plea and a benediction all in one.

Ghost feels the change in your body, the way your muscles tense and quiver beneath him, the quickening of your breath, the hitch in your moan. He knows you're close, teetering on the precipice of climax, and he wants nothing more than to send you hurtling over the edge into oblivion.

But not yet. Not just yet.

With a herculean effort, he stills his hips, holding himself deep inside you, his forehead pressed to yours, his breath mingling with yours in the scant space between your faces. His hands find your wrists, pinning them above your head, a gesture of dominance, of control.

"Not yet, my love," he whispers, his voice rough with barely restrained desire. "Not until I say."

A whimper escapes your throat at the sudden denial, your body aching, yearning for the release that hovers just out of reach. You writhe beneath him, trying to find friction, to spur him on, but he holds you fast, his grip on your wrists unyielding.

"Please," you beg, the word torn from your throat, raw and needy. "Ghost, please..."

You don't even know what you're begging for anymore, too far gone in the haze of lust, desperate for him to set you free, to let you fall. Tears of frustration prick at the corners of your eyes, your entire being focused on the point where you're joined, where he fills you so perfectly, so completely.

Ghost drinks in the sight of you, pleading and desperate beneath him, your tears glistening in the moonlight like precious gems. It takes every ounce of his self-control not to give in to your pleas, to sheath himself to the hilt and let you ride out your climax on his cock.

But he wants more than that for you. More than a fleeting moment of pleasure.

Slowly, torturously, he begins to move again, his hips undulating in a sensual rhythm that builds the tension within you with excruciating slowness. Each roll of his hips grinds against your clit, sends sparks of sensation shooting up your spine, but it's not enough, not nearly enough to push you over the edge.

"That's it, my love," he croons, his voice a seductive purr.

Each deliberate roll of Ghost's hips sends waves of exquisite torture crashing over you, stoking the fires within you to new heights. Your breath comes in ragged gasps, your chest heaving as you struggle to maintain some semblance of control, of coherency.

But it's a losing battle, and you can feel yourself slipping further and further under his spell with each passing second. Your world narrows down to the slide of his skin against yours, the stretch of your walls around his thick length, the coil of pleasure tightening in your belly.

Ghost can feel your surrender, the way your body yields to his touch, to his command. It's a heady feeling, knowing that he wields such power over you, that he can bring you to the very brink of ecstasy and hold you there, suspended in a state of pure, agonizing bliss.

He leans down, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep, claiming you, consuming you. One hand releases your wrists to trail down your side, over the curve of your hip, coming to rest on your thigh. With a gentle pressure, he guides your leg up and over his shoulder, opening you wider, allowing him to sink even deeper into your welcoming heat.

He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing fire down the column of your throat, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin.

A strangled cry tears from your throat as Ghost sinks impossibly deeper, the new angle sending shockwaves of pleasure ricocheting through your core. Your hands scrabble for purchase on his sweat-slicked back, nails raking down his skin, leaving crescent-shaped indents in their wake.

The burn of his teeth on your neck only adds to the maelstrom of sensations, the slight pain blending seamlessly with the overwhelming pleasure until you can no longer tell where one ends and the other begins. Your hips buck wildly, seeking more, craving more of this sweet, sweet torment. "Ghost!" you keen, his name a prayer, a plea, a benediction on your lips. "Oh, fuck, Ghost... Please..."

What you're begging for, you no longer know.

Your desperate cries, the way your body writhes beneath him, the sharp sting of your nails on his skin - it's all driving Ghost closer to the edge. He can feel his own release building, coiling tighter and tighter at the base of his spine, but he grits his teeth, determined to hold off until he's brought you to completion.

With a low growl, he redoubles his efforts, his hips snapping forward with increasing urgency, each thrust striking that spot deep inside you that makes stars explode behind your eyelids. His hand slides between your bodies, finding your clit, circling the sensitive nub with the pad of his thumb, pushing you ever closer to the precipice.

"Let go, my love," he rasps, his breath hot against your ear. "I've got you."

Ghost's words, rough with passion, are the final catalyst you need. With a keening wail, your body bows off the floor, convulsing violently as your orgasm crashes over you in wave after wave of mind-numbing ecstasy. Your inner walls clamp down around Ghost's throbbing cock, rippling and fluttering as they try to milk him dry.

Through the haze of your own pleasure, you can feel him pulsing inside you, his rhythm faltering as he nears his own peak. Instinctively, you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him on, wanting to feel him lose control, to watch as he shatters above you.

The sensation of your walls clamping down around him, squeezing him like a velvet vice, is too much for Ghost to withstand. With a hoarse shout of your name, he buries himself to the hilt inside you, his hips jerking erratically as he finds his release.

His seed pulses hot and heavy, flooding your already drenched channel, marking you, claiming you as his. He collapses onto you, careful not to crush you with his weight, his face buried in the crook of your neck as he rides out the aftershocks of his climax.

For long moments, neither of you move, both lost in the aftermath of your shared passion. Slowly, Ghost lifts his head, his golden eyes meeting yours, dark with satiation and something else, something deeper, more profound.

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