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ᖇᗩᗰᗷᒪᗴ TIᗰᗴ!

ՏO!

Wʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀᴠᴀᴛᴀʀ 3?

Mᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ, ɪᴍ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴅ BUT ɪᴍ sᴡᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴜʟʟᴇᴛs ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ Mᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɪ.ᴇ ɴᴇʏᴛɪʀɪ. I sᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ɢᴏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ʟᴍᴀᴏ.

I'ᴠᴇ ᴀʟsᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴀʟ ᴏғ ᑎᗴᗯ ᴄʟᴀɴs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᗩՏᕼ (?) ᑕᒪᗩᑎ.

Vᴀʀᴀɴɢ?

Eᴠɪʟ Nᴀᴠɪ?

ɪᴛs ᴀʟʟ sᴏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴇʏᴛɪʀɪɪɪɪ 🫣

I ᗯOᑎᗪᗴᖇ ᕼOᗯ ᒪO'ᗩK IՏ ᘜOᑎᑎᗩ ᗩᗪᒍᑌՏT.

Yᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ Tᴜᴋᴛɪʀᴇʏ ɪs ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɢʀᴏᴡɴ ᴜᴘ 🥹🥹

I ᕼOᑭᗴ ᗯᗴ Տᗴᗴ ᑕᕼᗩᑎᘜᗴՏ Iᑎ ᑭᗩᖇᗴᑎTIᑎᘜ ՏTYᒪᗴ ᑎOᗯ TᕼᗩT ᑎᗴTᗴYᗩᗰ IՏ ᘜOᑎᗴ (😭😣)

TᕼᗩT'Տ ᗩᒪᒪ, ᘜOOᗪ ᑎIᘜᕼT/ ᗰOᖇᑎIᑎᘜ/ᗴᐯᗴᑎIᑎᘜ/ᗩᖴTᗴᖇᑎOOᑎ TO ᗩᒪᒪ Oᖴ YOᑌ ᒪOᐯᗴᒪY ᑭᗴOᑭᒪᗴ! ❤︎

JSUFIEO2ITBKD9FIDBB3OF8EAJIEOGOWKIGK MY HEART I LOVE THEM SO MUUUUUCH

Spider and baby Lo'ak

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Title: Echoes of the Heart

(Lo'ak x Reader)

The iridescent glow of Pandora’s bioluminescent flora bathed the night in a surreal luminescence, turning the dense jungle into a shimmering wonderland. As you moved silently through the underbrush, the sounds of nocturnal creatures created a symphony that was both mesmerizing and slightly unsettling. The air was thick with the scent of foliage and the occasional sweet hint of nectar from the nearby plants.

You were an Omatikaya warrior, tasked with scouting the perimeter of your clan’s territory alongside Lo'ak Sully, the second son of Jake Sully and Neytiri. Tonight, however, was different. Tensions with the RDA had escalated, and the patrols had become more frequent and more perilous.

Lo'ak, with his youthful exuberance and rebellious streak, often made these patrols feel less like a chore and more like an adventure. You glanced at him, his lithe form moving with a grace that spoke of his Na'vi heritage, yet his expressions and occasional awkwardness betrayed his human upbringing. His presence always managed to make your heart race, a feeling you couldn’t quite place but had grown to cherish.

“Y/N, you seem lost in thought,” Lo'ak’s voice broke through the ambient sounds, his tone laced with curiosity and a hint of amusement.

You smiled, shaking your head slightly. “Just thinking about the days when we didn’t have to worry about RDA patrols every night.”

Lo'ak's expression darkened slightly, a rare moment of seriousness clouding his usually bright eyes. “Yeah, things have changed. But we’ll protect our home, no matter what.”

As you continued your patrol, the conversation shifted to lighter topics. Lo'ak regaled you with stories of his childhood misadventures, often involving his siblings, Neteyam, Kiri, and Tuk. His tales were filled with laughter and warmth, painting a picture of a close-knit family despite the constant looming threat of the RDA.

Suddenly, the soft hum of engines broke the tranquility of the night. Instinctively, you and Lo'ak ducked into the shadows, your hearts pounding as the sound grew louder. A small RDA scouting party emerged from the treeline, their lights piercing through the darkness.

Lo'ak signaled for silence and you both held your breath, watching as the humans moved cautiously through the jungle. Your hand drifted to your bow, fingers brushing the feathers of your arrows, ready to strike if necessary.

Minutes felt like hours, but eventually, the RDA soldiers passed without incident, their lights fading into the distance. You let out a sigh of relief, your body relaxing from its tense state.

“That was too close,” you whispered, glancing at Lo'ak who nodded in agreement.

“We need to report this to my father,” he said, his voice firm. “They’re getting bolder.”

As you made your way back to the village, the sense of urgency was palpable. Upon arriving, you found Jake and Neytiri already in deep discussion with Neteyam and Kiri. The expressions on their faces turned grave as Lo'ak explained the encounter.

Jake nodded, his eyes scanning the horizon. “We need to fortify our defenses. They’re not going to stop until they get what they want.”

The next few days were a flurry of activity. The entire clan worked tirelessly to reinforce the village’s defenses. You found yourself often paired with Lo'ak, his presence becoming a comforting constant amidst the chaos. Despite the seriousness of the situation, he never failed to bring a smile to your face, his jokes and light-hearted comments a welcome distraction.

One evening, as the work was winding down, you and Lo'ak sat by a small pond, the water reflecting the bioluminescent glow of the surrounding flora. The air was still, the silence only broken by the occasional chirp of nocturnal creatures.

“Y/N,” Lo'ak began, his voice soft, almost hesitant. “I’ve been meaning to tell you something.”

You turned to him, your curiosity piqued. “What is it, Lo'ak?”

He took a deep breath, his eyes meeting yours with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat. “I know things are uncertain right now, and there’s a lot at stake. But… I’ve realized that I care about you. A lot. More than just friends.”

His confession took you by surprise, a rush of emotions flooding your senses. You had always felt a connection with Lo'ak, but hearing him say the words made your heart soar.

“Lo'ak, I—” you started, but he held up a hand, his expression earnest.

“I don’t expect you to say anything right now,” he continued. “I just wanted you to know how I feel. Whatever happens, I want you to know that you mean a lot to me.”

A smile broke across your face, warmth spreading through your chest. “Lo'ak, you mean a lot to me too. More than I can put into words.”

His face lit up with a grin, the boyish charm you had come to adore shining through. “Well, that’s good to hear.”

The moment was perfect, a small bubble of happiness amidst the growing storm. As the days turned into weeks, the bond between you and Lo'ak grew stronger, a source of strength and comfort as the clan prepared for the inevitable confrontation with the RDA.

Through it all, the love that blossomed between you became a beacon of hope, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there was light and beauty to be found. And as you faced the challenges ahead, you knew that together, you could overcome anything.

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The Best Is Yet To Come || Lo’ak x fem!Metkayina reader

Summary: finally, Lo'ak opens up about his true feelings, not only about the Payakan situation, but also regarding you 💙

Warnings: none, pure fluff & Neteyam interrupting the confession of Lo'ak's feelings for the reader 😤

Word count: 2203

Author: Rouge

A/N: prior to reading, it’s important to know that: the reader is female Metkayina ✤  there is no particular feeling between Lo'ak & Tsireya - he’s more interested in the reader ✤ Neteyam’s into Tsireya ✤ you'll find a glossary underneath the fic

The reefs of Pandora were more than breathtaking. The reef amazed you with its diversity, with its wide range of different colors, as well as many types of creatures living there. Having been Metkayina, you have been taught to look beyond the mundane. Water was both life and death, so to immerse yourself in this very specific kind of relationship with it was indispensable.

It was not anticipated that newcomers would arrive, especially forest people, Omaticaya. With Tsireya's assignment to show the newcomers their new home, you also took part in this task. Truthfully, you were curious about this new family that was about to settle among Metkayina. As opposed to your clan - their hands were slimmer and less muscular; their tails had funny fur covering the tips, and they had thinner legs. There was no doubt in your mind that they would have difficulty adapting to your environment.

Nevertheless, within a few weeks, the Sully family made great progress - they learned to ride ilu and how to fish, and Jake Sully's youngest son even developed an unusual relationship with Payakan, a tulkun outcast.

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Sunset came in its boldest blaze, as if Eywa had painted rainbow-flames across the evening sky. You were coated in a light mist of salty air from the ocean breeze, blowing gently towards the shore. Sitting on the sand with Tsireya and Lo'ak, who grew closer to the two of you, you watched the eclipse coming across the sky; throughout the area, beautiful turquoise and violet hues began to appear.

"The thought of Payakan choosing you still baffles me," Tsireya whispered to Lo'ak. 

With a single nod, you also glanced at the young Omaticaya. "Tsireya's right. It seems to me that Eywa has something great planned for you, Lo'ak."

As he listened to both of your words, young Omaticaya nodded his head occasionally; some of his braids moved back and forth as he did. "I still don't understand why your clan refuses to accept Payakan's innocence."

There was an exchange of glances between you and Tsireya.

Taking a moment to calm herself, Tsireyspoke. "Loak," she started gently, "You know he is the one responsible for those deaths, according to the Tulkun Way."

"It's unfair," he replied, shrugging within his arms as he traced shapes in the sand with one of his fingers.

As if to ease his anger and sorrow, she placed her palm on his shoulder and whispered, "This is how it is, Lo'ak."

After letting out a deep sigh, the young man got up. "Even though I understand, I find it highly unfair that he must pay for the rest of his life for fighting against sawtute." When Lo’ak had finished speaking, he walked along the shoreline alone, leaving you and Tsireya behind.

Tsireya looked after Lo’ak while he walked away. "He's so upset. I don't know how to cheer him up." 

You got up and dusted the sand crystals off your legs, saying "I'll try to speak with him once more."

Tsireya nodded in acknowledgement. "I think it's worth a try. Just remember to be gentle."

"I always am," you laughed and hugged your best friend before attempting to locate Lo'ak.

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Not long afterwards, you spotted him petting his ilu while sitting on a wooden pier, almost outside the village. You watched him from a distance for a while. Tsireya was right - he was extremely upset over the situation with his spirit brother. As you were considering leaving him alone there so he could collect his thoughts and find his inner peace again, he spotted you out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head to you and laughed lightly, "Have you ever been told how bad you are at sneaking up on people?"

As you approached him, you spread your arms wide. "Too many times, actually," you replied with a shrug. As you sat beside him, you rubbed your hands together and put your legs in the water. "Lo'ak, listen, I know that..."

"I appreciate both you and Tsireya's efforts to comfort me, but..." He paused to rub his temple. "It's not that easy, I'm sure you understand my point of view."

While you gazed at Lo'ak's sadness written on his face, you said, "I understand, even though it might sound foolish. I truly understand how you feel."

A hollow look crossed his face as he watched the horizon, asking, "Do you really?"

“Sran, Lo’ak. Oel ngati kameie.”

Lo'ak looked directly at your face bathed in the last rays of the setting sun after he stopped petting his ilu's head. The way he stared at your huge eyes made it seem as if he was trying to glean every little sparkle from them. There was an obvious attempt to express a thought, but he could not find the appropriate words to do so, so he continued looking at your face, moving his gaze from your eyes to your cheekbones and lips. “Listen…”

With your palm raised, you signaled him to remain silent. While your palm rested on his chest, your eyes were never taken away from his. "Listen to me now, please. The tulkuns were violent creatures who fought among themselves for territory and revenge during the time of the First Songs, one of the earliest recollections of Na'vi history. This way of life was eventually abandoned by the tulkuns, who adopted a pacifistic philosophy in which killing is strictly forbidden, even if it is justified, as in self-defense cases. Thus, any tulkun who acts against the Tulkun Way and kills is outcast from the tulkuns. The tulkuns and my clan share a close relationship, as you might have heard, so any outcast tulkuns are rejected by us as well. It is nonetheless my strong belief that Payakan will have an opportunity to make amends, sooner nor later."

Lo'ak held his breath without even realizing it as his eyes widened. As you spoke in a reassuring tone, Lo'ak's heart calmed a little; the belief you had that Payakan could atone eased Lo'ak's soul as well. "Do you really think it would happen, Y/N?"

“Yes.” Lo'ak grew quiet as he thought once again about everything you had said. Having anxious thoughts was like riding an ikran around the village over and over again, faster and faster - it was more than pointless, so the young Omaticaya decided to push them out of his mind. In view of the beautiful eclipse that swept over the world, Lo'ak raised his head up, letting a quiet sigh out. "I strongly believe that Eywa knows... That Eywa knows he was innocent and tried to fight back after his mother and friends were killed."

Initially hesitantly, you took his five-finger palm in yours and squeezed it tightly, smiling at him. "Would you be kind enough to smile for me, Lo'ak? I don't like it... I mean, my clan don't like it when our guests are sad."

Observing your face as carefully as he could, he tilted his head to one side, considering your words. "Do they really worry about me or is it you who are concerned?" He mused.

Oh! There were moments when you wished you weren't so sensitive, that you could conceal your emotions more easily; within an instant, your cheeks were rosy and your hidden emotions were evident to everyone around. Those yellowish eyes of his were fixed on you; they were the most beautiful and understanding you've ever seen. “Lo’ak…” You started, but he touched your cheek, he rubbed his thumb against your skin, making you hold back your breath and nuzzle against his palm a tiny bit.

"Oeru lu fpom. I'm glad I met you. My family is so fortunate to have you and Tsireya as friends. You seem like such a sweet person," he complimented.

You whispered, "Oh, stop it" but his closeness had an unusual influence on you; your heart pounded as if you were being chased by akula, your skin was hot, and your pupils dilated. "I like you too, Lo'ak," you whispered back.

Suddenly Lo'ak leaned forward and gently placed his lips against yours, without a thought in his mind.

Initially, you blinked, surprised, but soon lost yourself in the sensation. Despite being messy and uncertain, his kiss was sweet and full of promises of a better tomorrow. During the kiss, you were at your most pure and vulnerable selves. There were a million loving thoughts condensed into one moment in that kiss. His lips tasted like the sweetest nectar you've ever tasted. Immediately after the kiss was broken, you looked into his eyes hesitantly, just like he did. “Lo’ak…”

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you," he apologized, gathering his composure as he rose from the pier.

"No, no, Lo'ak!" You blinked and got up as well, following him.

Lo'ak's ilu put his head over the surface of the water to observe the situation.

“I'm so sorry, I have no idea what I was guided by. I didn't want to sully your honor," he said, getting from the pier to the sandy beach.

"Lo'ak!" you yelled as you tried to stop him.

The young Omaticaya took no notice at all and tried to walk away as quickly as he could.

"Lo'ak te Suli Tsyeyk’itan!" You shouted after him.

It was only that that made him pause and look back at you.

As you approached him, you shook your head in disbelief. Observing him with your bluish eyes, you asked, "You kissed me and now you are running away? You, the one who survived meeting with Payakan alone? What is it that you are afraid of?”

As he avoided your gaze, Lo’ak whispered, "Rejection. Rejection is what I fear most."

You took a hold of his palms, squeezing them, fixing your eyes on his face. "Please, hear me out, Lo'ak. I need you to know that you matter. Not only to me, but to the fate of this planet. You need to acknowledge your worth. Be confident. Start feeling the difference you actually make," you reached out and touched his cheek lightly, your other hand was put to his chest. “As I told you before, oel ngati kameie. The confidence and certainty you feel about your own self is what I want to see from you, for I admire you, my dear. And about the kiss... Your belief that you sullied my honor is terribly misguided,” you chuckled lightly, blushing yet again.

"I thought you didn't like it," Lo'ak replied, licking his lips as they became so dry he could no longer bear the feeling.

"I've been kissed a few times before," you told him openly, "but none have been as heartwarming and perfect as yours." You could see the gratitude within the sparkles of joy in his eyes.

"Look at that! I didn't know my little bro is such a skilled kisser!" Suddenly, a vibrant tone came from behind, and you saw no one else but Neteyam, Lo'ak's older brother, approaching you.

Your anger about Neteyam destroying the moment full of trust and thrill made you grin at him a little too wryly. "Neteyam."

As Lo'ak asked, his tone was filled with anger, "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? It's well after the eclipse, and mother is worried about you," the older brother explained with a shrug. “Come on, let’s get you back home.”

Upon seeing his brother's smug grin, Lo'ak rolled his eyes and requested, "Just give us a minute."

When Neteyam walked away into the substantial distance, Lo'ak focused on you again. "I was wondering if you would like to hang out tomorrow? We might go to Payakan.”

"I think I'll be able to join you if you help me with fishing and net weaving," you told him with a smile, but deep inside you were really more than thrilled by the thought of spending more time with Lo’ak.

"You got it!" He smiled eagerly, and kissed you again, harder this time.

The actions of Lo'ak had not gone unnoticed by Neteyam, who whistled a few times. "Well, well, look at you, kiddos! It might be a good idea for me to tell mother to start preparing for your wedding, bro. Love is in the air!”

"Lay off of him, Neteyam," you warned as you leaned closer to him, "Or I'll have to open up about what I saw a few days ago."

In an instant, Neteyam stopped grinning; his eyes narrowed, turning into tiny gaps. "Don't you dare, Y/N."

Lo'ak exclaimed, "Hey, I wanna know!"

A smirk danced around your lips as you looked hardly at Neteyam and said, "Your older brother was making out with Tsireya."

Lo'ak chuckled loudly and opened his eyes wider. "Knew it! I saw you staring at her. Look at you, bro, you aren't wasting your time."

After shaking his head and groaning loudly, Neteyam turned and walked away, gesturing at Lo'ak to follow.

Lo'ak kissed your cheek briefly. "See you tomorrow!" He bid you farewell as he chased after his brother, lining up with him shortly after.

While watching him leave, your heart raced within your chest. There was no doubt in your mind that the best was yet to come.

Glossary:

sawtute - humans (“sky people”)

tulkun - a large, intelligent marine creature native to the oceans of Pandora

ilu - a sea creature, the direhorse of the Pandoran oceans

sran - yes (colloquial)

oel ngati kameie - I see you

oeru lu fpom - I’m happy

akula - a Pandoran ocean animal

Imagine Defending Lo'ak About Payakan

Tonowari: "This is the Tulkun way. Payakan is a killer so, he is outcast.

Lo'ak: "I'm sorry sir, but you're wrong."

Neytiri: "Lo'ak! You speak to Olo'eyktan"

Lo'ak: "I know what I-"

Jake: "That's enough-"

Y/N: "Let him speak!"

Tsireya shakes her head.

Lo'ak "I know what I know."

Ronal hisses

Jake: "That's enough. I'll take care of this one.

Y/N: Snarls "He has done nothing wrong. You did not tell him of this. Do not blame Tisreya or Lo'ak for your mistakes."

Y/N takes Lo'aks hand and walks away

Lo'ak: It's no use. They still think of me as a disappointment.

Y/N: You aren't a disappointment my friend. You are young and curious. Payakan chose you. You bonded with a Tulkun. This is no feat to be ignored.

Lo'ak looks up with blurry eyes

Y/N: Do not be disheartened friend. You remind your father too much of himself. That is why he is hard on you. Your mother and father love you very much. Now come, Tisreya must be looking for you!

Incorrect Quotes Avatar The Way Of Water.

Lo'ak: Why does this fruit taste weird?

Neteyam: I don't think you're meant to-

Y/N: That's poisonous mate.

Kiri: I'll go get Mum.

Tuk: Can I try?

Neteyam and Y/N: NO-