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yes im the oldest daughter, yes I dont want to have children because i feel like i already finished my duty as a mother

The eldest daughter who wasn't wanted

Sully family x oldest daughter reader

(I am rewriting this story)

y/n sully is the oldest daughter of the Sully's twin sister of Neteyam. Even though y/n was a na'vi she came out smaller than a normal Navi baby and her skin was a sky demon tan color. She was given away a week after birth. After 16 years the Sully's reunited with y/n but y/n has a new family and doesn't consider the Sully's her family besides Mo'at.

(art isn't mine unless I say it is. The names I picked out.

I've been wanting to do this story for a while and I finally got the push I needed for it, this is just one of my avatar stories)

y/n and clan / prologue

Y/n (16 years old)

The eldest daughter of the Sully's twin sister of Neteyam.

Belongs to the Dushnikh clan a terrifying, strong but caring clan.

The Dushnikh clan is a clan of the tallest, green orcish Navis

The clan is located in a swampy area.

(The clan and characters are my ocs but the name of the clan is from a Skyrim its a orc strong hold)

~prologue 16 years ago~

The battle had ended with hells gates a few months ago when neytiri had went into labor. After many hours of pain Neytiri had given birth to her children, a little  girl and a little boy named y/n and Neteyam, but y/n came out wrong, y/n was much smaller than a normal na'vi newborn she was human newborn size, her skin was a tannish color with light blue strips and she had five fingers, she did have na'vi ears, nose, kuru, and tail. Neytiri held the small new born looking up at Jake "Ma Jake.." she started Jake shock his head "don't worry my love" he replied at first they were happy to have both of the twins but soon some of the clan started talking "that baby is a demon!" "You need to get rid of it!" "Demon blood!" Neytiri and Jack did their best to ignore them.

~ a week later~

"My daughter don't do this! Please let her hear the great mother!" Mo'at begged as her daughter and son-in-law were about to give their daughter away.

"No mother. I am her mother I know what's best for her. We need to protect our family and clan" neytiri said as she gave her week old daughter to norm, while Neteyam cried from the wrapping of his mother's chest, Jake held kiri as he talked to Norm.

"She is family!" Mo'at hissed

Jack stepped between his mate and her mother

"Enough we made our choice" Jake hissed

Mo'at hissed back before grabbing the week old baby girl from norm "Fine I will take her somewhere where she can grow up in peace" Mo'at growled holding the baby closer to her chest

"Mother-" neytiri started but was cut off

"Enough! I am your mother and one of the elders! My choice over rules yours!" Mo'at hissed neytiri and Jack stepped back.

"I am her father give me my daughter" Jake said trying to grab y/n

Mo'at hissed again "No! I have spoken Jack Sully, the other elders agree with me, she deserves to live in peace"

"Mother where are you taking her? Let us come with you, I want to know that my daughter is safe" neytiri offers

Mo'at shock her head "No! Stay here, I will make sure she is safe" Mo'at said walking away with the baby.

~sometime later ~

Mo'at had sat in the hut with another larger elder sitting in front of her

"Mo'at my old friend, it's nice to see you but what's brought you to our home?" The elder in front Mo'at asked

"Leyra my old friend, as you know my daughter had her child a week ago. But my daughter has given up her daughter because she looks different." Mo'at said as she opened the baby carrier on her chest.

The elder na'vi gasped "These young ones always think they know what's best. Did you talk to her about her fate if she does this?" Leyra said as she looked at the small tan na'vi child staring back at her with an incorrect toothless smile.

Mo'at nodded as she looked down at the week old "yes but my daughter and her husband didn't listen.. they said they know what's best for their family."

Leyra and Mo'at turned when they heard the beads at the opening move to see another large female na'vi holding a small toddler

"My apologies mother and Mo'at" the female na'vi spoke with a bow Mo'at and Leyra smiled

"Zo'ile it has been to long, I see you have a small one" Mo'at said with a smile as the young na'vi walked over to her mother's friend.

Leyra smiled as her daughter sat beside her "Zo'ile I was about to call for you" Leyra said smiling at her daughter "Mo'at has brought her granddaughter to us, to be raised and cared for"

Zo'ile froze when her mother said those words before looking at Mo'at who held the small tan na'vi and her son At'ok standing by Mo'at smiling at the baby. Zo'ile reached out and Mo'at smiled before handing her the small baby.

"Her name is y/n" Mo'at said as she handed zo'ile the baby

Zo'ile smiled her heart had acked for the baby her son At'ok got into his mother's arms and stared at the baby as well "Tsmuke (sister)" At'ok said smiling zo'ile smiled before looking back at her mother and Mo'at "mother can she stay here I can raise her as my own, of course she'll know Mo'at as her grandmother as well. Please" zo'ile begged slightly.

Leyra and Mo'at smiled, Mo'at knew from then on her granddaughter would be loved and cared for from someone other than her. Leyra looked at her old friend

"Mo'at" she asked Mo'at smiled

"As long as you're ok with it my old friend" Mo'at replied

Leyra smiled "she'll be loved, cared for and excepted" Leyra said as they watched At'ok and y/n fell asleep in Zo'iles arms against her chest making her smile

(Something like this)

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Mo'at smiled sadly she didn't want to leave her first grandchild but her people really needed her and she knew y/n would have a better life here. "goodbye ma granddaughter I will come visit when I can, and thank you again leyra, zo'ile" Mo'at said getting up

leyra nodded and got up as well followed by zo'ile "of course my friend anything for you" she said hugging the smaller Forest na'vi.

Mo'at nodded and left the hut, zo'ile looked down at her children "mother why would neytiri give up her child?" Zo'ile asked Leyra shook her head

"Sometime na'vi forget the ways we were taught, they think they know best until eywa shows that you're wrong. Neytiri gave the child up because some sharp words spoken by her clan" Leyra said as she looked at her daughter, before walking away to grab crushed up herbs

"The day will come where we will have to tell her but until then, she will be raised the way of our people" leyra said gently rubbed the herd on the baby's head making her giggle in her sleep zo'ile smiled.

"Good night mother" zo'ile said as she walked out of the hut

"Good night ma daughter"

Zo'ile walked into her hut on to meet the chest of her mate Nawmrui.

"Ma Zo'ile are you and At'ok alright what took so long?" Nawmrui asked before his eyes widden at the sight of the smaller na'vi in his mate and childs arms.

"Ma Nawmrui, Mo'at had came by for a visit and she brought her granddaughter. Neytiri and her mate didn't want the baby, when I laid eyes on her I felt the great mother telling me to take her in as my own." Zo'ile said holding the baby's close

Nawmrui slowly got down on his knees to see the baby clearly, y/n had opened her sleepy eyes before giggle and reaching out for nawmrui gently placing her hand on his nose.

Nawmrui smiled "Oh great mother has blessed us with not one amazing child but now two. I am blessed" Nawmrui said as he got up and gently hugged his wife and his two children.

The next morning y/n had been introduced to the clan and they watched as y/ns kuru was connected to their spirit tree. The tree grew brighter and the clan was overjoyed to see the newest member of the Dushnikh clan

Nawmrui and zo'ile stared at their two children with nothing but love and care.

If the Sully's didn't want y/n the Dushnikh clan definitely did.

The daughter who wasn't wanted (Remake)

Y/n Sully is the oldest daughter/ child of the sullys, meaning she was neytums twin sister.

Even though y/n was a na'vi she came out smaller and her skin was a sky demon tan color with blue stripes. She was given away an hour after birth.

After 16 years the Sully's reunited with y/n but y/n has a new family, she is loved by her new family and Mo'at. How will the sullys react?

Chapter 1 ~ 16 years ago ~

(names and characters are the same)

The battle had ended with hells gates had just ended when neytiri had gone into labor. Soon new born baby cries filled the area, but instead of being joyful some looked at Neytiri in horror, some looked at her with pity, and others looked confused.

Neytiri had given birth to twins, a baby girl and a baby boy. The girl came out wrong, she was much smaller than a normal na'vi newborn she was human newborn size, her skin was a tannish color with light blue strips, she had five fingers and toes, na'vi ears, nose, kuru, and tail. While the boy came out perfect.

Neytiri held the small new born looking up at Jake with unsure "Ma Jake this isn't right. She looks like a sky person." she started Jake shock his head "don't worry my love." he replied the clan started talking "that baby is a demon!" "You need to get rid of it!" "Demon blood!" "Neytiri gave birth to a sky demon!" "She did mate with a dream walker" whispers from the clan spread quickly. Mo'at and the elders didn't like the negative comments they were saying about a innocent baby. Mo'at and the elders we're happy about the babies.

~ An hour later ~

"I am sorry my daughter but you are not normal. Great mother forgive me" Neytiri said as she raised a knife up above her new born daughter. But as neytiri brought the knife down Mo'at walked in gasped as she quickly snatched the new born away from neytiri while hissing at her, as Mo'at yanked the baby away the tip of the knife had cut the baby, leaving a bloody cut from the baby's left shoulder to her right side.

"What are you doing?!" Mo'at yelled as she quickly tried to stop the bleeding as the new born cried.

Neytiri huffed "Look at that demon! It's wrong! It is bad blood!" Neytiri hissed back at her mother.

Jake soon walked into his hut only to see the two women hissing at each other. "What's going on here?!" Jake asked quickly getting between the two

"My daughter tried to kill my granddaughter!" Mo'at hissed while shielding the new born away from her daughter.

Neytiri looked at her mother than her mate "that is demon blood! You've become one of the people and gave up your old body! Why did it come out not normal?! We must get rid of it for the good of the people and our family!" Neytiri said grabbing Jakes arm Jake looked down at the new born in Mo'ats arms.

"I agree with neytiri, we need to do what's best for the family and our clan" Jake started as he reached for the new born but Mo'at slapped his hand away and hissed. "ENOUGH!! I am still tsahík and my word out ways yours!" Mo'at hissed standing tall neytiri and Jake ears dropped "I will take this child somewhere safe." Mo'at said walking past her daughter, grandson and son in law. Before walking out the curtains Mo'at looked over her shoulder at Neytiri "you disappoint me daughter" Mo'at said lowly, neytiri gasped before falling to her knees as her mother walked out. Jake quickly hugged neytiri and neteyam.

"Maybe one day your mother will understand our point of few" Jake said neytiri cried but nodded.

~later~

After a few hours Mo'at finally came to her destination, the village of the Dushnikh clan a terrifying, strong, tall, green orcish, but caring clan of Navis located in the swampy area of Pandora.

Mo'at was welcomed with open arms before they sent her to the tsahík tent, where she sat in front of another tsahík, the tsahíks daughter, and grandson.

"Mo'at my old friend, it's nice to see you but what's brought you to our home?" The elder in front Mo'at asked

"Leyra my old friend, my daughter had just given birth a few hours ago and she tried to send her to eywa because she looks different." Mo'at said as she opened the baby carrier on her chest.

The elder na'vi and her daughter gasped "These young ones always think they know what's best. Did you talk to her about her fate if she does this?" Leyra said as she looked at the small tan na'vi child staring back at her with an incorrect toothless smile.

Mo'at nodded as she looked down at the few hours old infant "yes but my daughter and her husband didn't listen.. they said they know what's best for their family."

Leyra and Mo'at stopped talking when the toddler had walked up beside Mo'at staring down at the new born who giggled up at him.

"Tsmuke (sister)" At'ok said as he giggled when the baby grabbed his finger

Zo'ile huffed "neytiri mated with a dream walker, but as soon as the baby looks like one she wants to *growl*" Zo'ile froze before taking a breather

"Mo'at, mother. Let me raise the baby." Zo'ile said sitting straight up and reaching out for the baby.

Mo'at and Leyra froze before smiling "Leyra you're daughter is a true daughter of ewya" Mo'at said Leyra smiled and nodded

"That she is Mo'at" Leyra smiled at her daughter.

Mo'at gently gave the baby to Zo'ile. The baby looked so small in her hands.

Zo'ile started down at the baby with nothing but love and care for the child and At'ok was excited about the baby as well.

"Her mother refused to name her, so I named her y/n" Mo'at said

Zo'ile and Leyra repeated the name and At'ok tried but miss pronounced it making y/n giggle even more.

"Mo'at I promise she will be protected and loved by the people, and you will be recognized as her grandmother as well" Zo'ile said as At'ok climbed into his mother's arms holding y/n as he curled around her into his mother's chest slowly falling asleep.

(Not my art! Belongs to ARTSOFMETAMOOR. Go find them on Tumblr love their work)

Mo'at smiled sadly "thank you Leyra, Zo'il." Mo'at said standing up

Leyra followed "of course my friend. You are welcome anytime."

Mo'at and Leyra hugged before Mo'at left.

Zo'ile told her mother good night before walking to her hut.

Once she got inside her hut she bumped into her maates chest

"Ma Zo'ile are you and At'ok alright what took so long?" Nawmrui asked before his eyes widden at the sight of the smaller tan na'vi in his mate and childs arms.

"Ma Nawmrui, Mo'at had came by for a visit and she brought her granddaughter. Neytiri and her mate didn't want the baby, when I laid eyes on her I felt the great mother telling me to take her in as my own." Zo'ile said holding the baby's close

Nawmrui slowly got down on his knees to see the baby clearly, y/n had opened her sleepy eyes before giggle and reaching ot for nawmrui gently placing her hand on his nose.

Nawmrui smiled "Oh great mother has blessed us with not one amazing child but now two. I am blessed" Nawmrui said as he got up and gently hugged his wife and his two children.

The next morning y/n had been introduced to the clan and they watched as y/ns kuru was connected to their spirit tree. The tree grew brighter than anyone has ever seen before and the clan was overjoyed to see the newest member of the Dushnikh clan

Nawmrui and zo'ile stared at their two children with nothing but love and care.

If the Sully's didn't want y/n the Dushnikh clan definitely did.

(My drawing)

The life I want and need 💖

I wish nothing but this; peaceful and fruitful.

Amen.

nanami is for the oldest daughters who want someone home by 6 and splits chores 50/50

a canon event for every oldest daughter is being told “you would be a good lawyer”

Being the oldest daughter that’s also bisexual means you get the “dad stank” after you shit or fart. Meaning I get to legalize nuclear bombs everytime I eat anything

being the oldest daughter is being yelled at to do 50 million chores while your younger siblings sit on the couch and play video games

My bestie @bonesaremoney got me to watch Late Night with the Devil so that’s going to be my brain rot for a bit. I sent her so many essays already so you know.

Prepare for character analysis levels that remind me of my time in undergrad I guess. June, my love, I have so many thoughts. Never give me a woman in psych, even if it is parapsychology on her end, and expect me not to relate when men devalue her work. Good lord.

I also like the idea of her breaking down and realizing too late that she loves Lilly like she is her daughter or younger sister and having an Alicent Hightower-esque moment of sobbing for her girl.

Ohhhh overly stressed out, responsible women who are not taken seriously by men and were possibly oldest daughters, you have my heart forever.

I hate being a sibling

Which one is worse, the oldest daughter being called a mother by her younger sibling or hearing replying with a yes to it?

It's always the eldest child this, middle child that, youngest child this. It's never the only child.

Yes the oldest have the most trauma. Yes the middle is always ignore. Yes the youngest is always treated like a kid. But the only child is always divided.

The oldest complains, our parents became parents to our siblings not to us, because they were unprepared. But the only child, never had parents, their parents never grow up. They didn't had anyone to experiment other way so they stay the immatured parents.

The middle cries, our parents never saw us, because they were busy with others. The only child, was always seen, so much that they could not escape their eyes and have themselves to themselves only.

The youngest yells, our parents never took us seriously, because they never thought we can grown up. Yet the only child, remained a kid who had to act like a grown-up since the beginning because ‘You are the only one we have. ’

You can't say being only child is a luxury. Not when I'm always flaunted as a trophy but ignored as a child. Not when I'm treated like a male but expected to be kind like a female. Not when I see my parent's being better parents to other children which are not even their own. Not when I'm always divided between my parents. Not when I'm their hope but disappointment too. Not when they remind me, oh how they wish they had another.

I am the oldest daughter who parents their own parents. I am the middle child who decided for my own future because the adults ‘never understood’ me. I am the youngest son who cries alone silently swallowing their anger but cracking jokes to make my parents smile.

I am the only child. I will always be the one to enjoys loneliness.

It's always the eldest child this, middle child that, youngest child this. It's never the only child.

Yes the oldest have the most trauma. Yes the middle is always ignore. Yes the youngest is always treated like a kid. But the only child is always divided.

The oldest complains, our parents became parents to our siblings not to us, because they were unprepared. But the only child, never had parents, their parents never grow up. They didn't had anyone to experiment other way so they stay the immatured parents.

The middle cries, our parents never saw us, because they were busy with others. The only child, was always seen, so much that they could not escape their eyes and have themselves to themselves only.

The youngest yells, our parents never took us seriously, because they never thought we can grown up. Yet the only child, remained a kid who had to act like a grown-up since the beginning because ‘You are the only one we have. ’

You can't say being only child is a luxury. Not when I'm always flaunted as a trophy but ignored as a child. Not when I'm treated like a male but expected to be kind like a female. Not when I see my parent's being better parents to other children which are not even their own. Not when I'm always divided between my parents. Not when I'm their hope but disappointment too. Not when they remind me, oh how they wish they had another.

I am the oldest daughter who parents their own parents. I am the middle child who decided for my own future because the adults ‘never understood’ me. I am the youngest son who cries alone silently swallowing their anger but cracking jokes to make my parents smile.

I am the only child. I will always be the one to enjoys loneliness.

It's always the eldest child this, middle child that, youngest child this. It's never the only child.

Yes the oldest have the most trauma. Yes the middle is always ignore. Yes the youngest is always treated like a kid. But the only child is always divided.

The oldest complains, our parents became parents to our siblings not to us, because they were unprepared. But the only child, never had parents, their parents never grow up. They didn't had anyone to experiment other way so they stay the immatured parents.

The middle cries, our parents never saw us, because they were busy with others. The only child, was always seen, so much that they could not escape their eyes and have themselves to themselves only.

The youngest yells, our parents never took us seriously, because they never thought we can grown up. Yet the only child, remained a kid who had to act like a grown-up since the beginning because ‘You are the only one we have. ’

You can't say being only child is a luxury. Not when I'm always flaunted as a trophy but ignored as a child. Not when I'm treated like a male but expected to be kind like a female. Not when I see my parent's being better parents to other children which are not even their own. Not when I'm always divided between my parents. Not when I'm their hope but disappointment too. Not when they remind me, oh how they wish they had another.

I am the oldest daughter who parents their own parents. I am the middle child who decided for my own future because the adults ‘never understood’ me. I am the youngest son who cries alone silently swallowing their anger but cracking jokes to make my parents smile.

I am the only child. I will always be the one to enjoys loneliness.

Just a reminder to go thank youre older sister's today cause I've just learnt they do not get enough credit despite practically raising you and they definitely didn't deserve to be treated like adults when they were just kids too. This is comming from a middle child who watched her sister suffer for not being academically gifted despite raising me and my younger sister, when our parents were busy working.

Seriously because they really do not get enough credit in society and no matter how mad and stubborn they are it's what they needed to survive and it took me a while to understand that (ofc if theyre assholes then dont thank them but being the eldest daughter is hard work)

Being an older sister means absolutely annahilating a 7 year old in Just Dance

In my ✨being an eldest daughter made me a villan✨ era

I don’t think I’ve disappointed my parents but I also don’t think I’ve made them proud. I haven’t done anything extremely disappointing but I haven’t done anything worthy of praise.

I wish I could travel back in time to when my parents were 8 years old and sit with them, play with them, make them laugh and more importantly…hug them tight.

Every time I think I look ugly I immediately start to cry because I have my mothers face. And I feel like a horrible daughter for calling my mother ugly.