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neteyamsyawntu · 4 months

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Sucking off the A:FOP men

WARNINGS: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, oral male receiving, vulgar language, dirty talk, slight p in v, slight corruption, smut

NOTE- These are my own personal headcanons, everyone is free to their own opinions🌿

So’lek:

So’lek would return to the resistance after nearly a month of being away hunting down members of the RDA using the rosters you had traded him.

You wouldn’t even give him the chance to properly adjust to being back with the resistance, pulling him away from any intruding gazes, having been so needy without him around, but he doesn’t mind. So’lek is just as desperate to feel you all over.

While his usual go-to is finding solace between your thighs, lapping at your needy little cunt to relieve his stress, you wanted to try something different this time.

Once you are in a private area, your caught in the most passionate, knee buckling kiss. His own desperation palpable on your tongue.

Grunting against your lips, So’lek’s hands wander your body, groping and squeezing your curves until they travel down to your tewng, skillful fingers quickly begin untying the straps, oh so ready to indulge in your sweetness.

“No… let me.” You stop him, breaking away from the kiss and halting his hands with your own. He is confused, but settles his hands on your hips as you reach behind his lower back, giving you every ounce of his trust while you return the favor, letting his utility belt and tewng drop to his feet.

His confused expression shifts to one of pure longing, releasing a sighed out growl as he watches you lower yourself to your knees in front of him.

Your eyes feign innocence, wide like that of a viperwolf pup, you hold his full attention as you stick out your tongue, dragging it up the underside of his shaft, starting at the base and moving agonizingly slow to his tip.

So’lek’s jaw flexes and his fangs come out of hiding as his face scrunches in a silent snarl, mustering a raspy, “Ahh…” before sucking in a lung full of air to steady himself

“Do not tease, Sarentu…” he warns, grasping a handful of your hair at the base of your scalp, yet of course being careful of your kuru.

When you finally take him into your mouth, he has to stop himself from closing his eyes as a heavy sigh leaves his lips. This is exactly what he needed, to allow himself to be taken care of.

So’lek refuses to take his eyes off of you for even a second, watching his cock disappear down your throat only for it to reappear as you bob your head purposefully.

When your eyes drift closed, even if just for a moment to help your focus, a harsh tug at the roots of your hair makes you whimper around his cock, triggering a deep moan from your lover. His eyes stay sharp and assertive as he orders, “Keep your eyes on me, paskalin.”.

And of course you do. How could you disobey when it brought him so much pleasure? Witnessing as your movements become sloppy, your jaw straining to stay open, a mix of drool and precum that had been pooling in your mouth now dripping down your chin, while your eyes become glossy with threatening tears and oh fuck did it drive him wild. His cock throbbing at the sight, fingers tightening in your hair, yet he doesn’t pull. He wouldn’t dare mistreat you when you’re treating him so well. Just silently making sure you stay exactly where he wants you.

His moans are hot and heavy, deep and gravely. His tone almost making it seem like they were vibrating through his body.

The closer he gets to his climax, the more his moans and groans shift into hungry growls, his muzzle flexing into a harsh snarl from its relaxed open mouth state.

“Take all of it, paskalin. I do not want to see a single drop go to waste.” He grunts taking the lead in thrusting down your throat as your head stills.

When his load spills into your mouth and he withdraws himself from its warmth, an almost bewildered look befalls him as he admires your vigor.

Your own expression is one of exhaustion, yet you are satisfied that you were able to please him.

So’lek’s thumb draws across your slightly swollen lips before dragging your lower one downward, feeling as life twitches into his cock once again as you show zero hesitation in kissing the digit and taking it into your mouth as well.

“Ma’ parul(my miracle)… I will spend my life repaying the great mother for gifting you to me. Now on your back… I am not through with you yet, Sarentu.”

Eetu:

Similar to So’lek, Eetu loves to watch you suck him off. The only difference being he loves to tease you just as much.

“Hah..Does it feel good? Having my cock in your mouth? You look like you enjoy it. Your lips look so good wrapped around me, syulang…”

His hand would repeatedly rake through your hair, practically massaging your head, prompting you to moan on his cock, which of course makes his eyes roll back in his head every time.

The moment you hollow your cheeks for him, it’s an immediate game changer. His eyes initially go wide before shutting tightly, just utterly savoring the feeling of your warm mouth sucking so tentatively on his dick.

His tail whips behind him in excitement, hips instinctively begin bucking to meet your mouth, a cocky smirk growing on his lips when the sounds of your gagging reaches his ears.

“Sìltsan ‘eve(good girl)… mmn- sucking me so well. Ma’ sevin ‘eve(my pretty girl).” He’d purrs, massaging your scalp with more pressure.

Eetu’s voice becomes breathy as he reaches his climax, palms becoming clammy, forehead beading as his cool and smug exterior melts into putty before you. The perfect opportunity for you to take the power back, grasping his hips and pressing your nose firmly against his pelvis, causing him to choke back a gasp.

“Wiya amhul-!(damn woman!) Haah ahh~. That’s it.. ohh don’t stop, syulang.” He moans, trying oh so desperately to stop his knees from giving out as he comes undone.

Nor:

The moment you position yourself between Nor’s thighs, his brows scrunch in confusion, yet when you begin peppering his throbbing shaft with gentle kisses, his heart almost stops as adrenaline courses through his veins.

His eyebrows rise in lustful astonishment the moment you take him into your mouth, a breathy moan rolling off of his tongue.

Nor leans back onto his palm, taking in the view of you deep throating his cock so masterfully. His other hand can’t help, but caress your face lovingly. His knuckles skimming against your cheek.

“I’d ask where you learned to do such a thing… but ohh- great mother I don’t want you to stop.” He huffs, his chest rising and falling rapidly, as his words motivate you to move a bit more confidently.

The more passionate your movements become, the more his hand tries to touch whatever part of you he can reach, all while supporting his weight with his other hand. His thumb would caress your cheek as he holds your face, or shift to grasping at your shoulder or the nape of your neck, or even tangling his fingers in your hair.

His eyes would flutter closed every time he felt you gag on his tip, head rolling back, bottom lip tucked tightly between his teeth, his tail unconsciously batting against the ground.

Nor would try so hard to hide his voice as he succumbed to the pleasure, but it was no use. His huffed out moans and groans were like music to your ears and when he told you how pretty you looked touching yourself to his noises, you had lost all restraint in your body.

Coming off of his cock with ‘pop’, his expression shifts as he’s suddenly pulled out of his euphoric state, only to be met with the sight of you straddling his lap, “I think I’d look much prettier riding your cock, ma’ muntxatan~.” You purr alluringly into Nor’s ear as you sink down onto him.

Before his brain could even think about refusing (which why would he?) his hands instinctively cement themselves on your hips, taking the initiative to begin rocking you back and forth on him, “Yes… why don’t you show me then, hm? My pretty girl…”.

Teylan:

To Teylan this idea is entirely foreign. Initially when you start to go down on him, a sense of panic runs through him as he watches you bring him into your mouth, “N-no, not there! You shouldn’t- Ohhph..!”.

His tail frantically swats behind him, his voice uncontrollable as he mewls helplessly into his hand, his eyes scrunched tight, trying his hardest to keep his volume down, but to no avail. It just feels too damn good.

His hips would stutter every time you’d attempt to bring him deeper into your mouth wanting to not only push him, but yourself to the limits.

While Teylan’s already incredibly vocal, his voice breaks into stuttered whimpers when he nears his end. His body begins to tremble almost as if he were freezing, yet it’s all in trying to restrain himself not to use your throat to selfishly get himself off. He did want to accidentally hurt you.

You on the other hand can feel his resistance, the hesitation in each jolt of his hips. So likewise when you give him permission to take over, of course he is still completely unsure if it’s even morally right for him to do.

Just to give him that extra little push, you’d bring his cock as far down your throat as you could muster, letting your throat constrict around his shaft as you gag on it.

That did the trick.

Even with your permission, Teylan can’t help, but mutter mumbled apologies, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry.”, his hands steady themselves atop your head, shaky fingers hastily tangling in the strands of your hair to use as leverage as he pulls your head forward to meet his sloppy thrusts.

Your nose burns and your eyes begin to water, but you don’t mind it in the slightest. The view above you is everything you could ask for.

His whimpers serenade you as he abuses your throat, loving the way his ears are pressed so tightly against his head, but flick ever so slightly at the sound of your gags.

Although he won’t admit it in the moment, he’s obsessed with the feeling of you choking on his cock, even if just for a moment. Feeling the muscles of your throat contract and milk him so perfectly.

So perfectly in fact that he nearly forgets to pull out when he feels himself about to finish. Yet the moment you feel him about to shift his hips away from you, you greedily follow, making sure to take every drop of his load.

After the euphoria of his high sets, his skin hot and moist with sweat, the embarrassment of his actions immediately go into play again.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry- I didn’t- I tried to pull away, but you didn’t-. I- I couldn’t-.”, “Shh ma’ Teylan…” you coo, rising to his level, gently caressing the side of his face, “You did well.”.

A look of shock would paint his features briefly as you said this, “I-I did?”, to which you’d nod with a soft hum, a warm smile painting on your lips.

That’s all he needs to melt into your touch, nuzzling into your palm as his arms move to encase you in his embrace, his body still trembling slightly from his orgasm.

Happy New Years, my loves! Let's start 2024 off right shall we? A little smut to start the new year🤭

A quick thank you to my pookies @pandoraslxna @justcaptiannoodles and @itchaboi-itchyboy for giving me some inspiration 💜

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onskepa · 4 months

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Okie nefika aside.

LOOK AT HER!!!

Mama kataru!!! 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

So kind and beautiful!!! Y'all there isn't enough appreciation for her!! We gotta fix that!!

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zafrinaxyz · 4 months

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Frontiers of Pandora ✨Spoilers🩵

the accents ... mm

#so'lek is such an old man i am inlove #💦💦#nor frontiers of pandora #so'lek #so'lek video #so'lek frontiers of pandora #nor video #avatar frontiers of pandora spoilers #frontiers of pandora #lord take me now #so'lek vid #nor vid #so'lek and his sarcasm #nor #afop #avatar frontiers of pandora

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creamybeemovie69 · 2 months

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Some of my favourite little details in avatar: frontiers of pandora

The two guards outside the council room in the aranahe hometree that just chat shit? All the time? Even during that last confrontation with Etuwa's father they're just stood chatting about someone's poor foraging skills or some shit it's so funny

The fact that the camera lowers when you're speaking to humans, which I know is probably so we can get a good look at them but I chose to believe it's because your sarentu slowly kneels until they're eye level with them

Nefika and Relun's dynamic of miserable old man and batshit crazy old woman

Whatever the fuck Okul's got going on. Gender? Babes they're clinically insane, they're too busy running into poisonous gas to worry about gender

The sleeping pod things hanging from the ceiling in the hometree. It took me forever to work out where they were all sleeping because there was no way they were all fitting in that one sleeping den

"it is sound proof Priya."

Anqa forgetting her training and getting attacked by wasps because she's too busy thinking about Priya

Hajir and Alex planning to have tea, no one talk to me

Daniella being this very capable badass soldier with a hardened exterior and her himbo husband who's just happy to be there as long as there's wood to whittle and food to cook

The sarentu humming sarentu songs while they cook

Zomey refusing to leave the plane until she saw Eetu get out

The resistance humans wearing clothes that have been altered/repaired by Na'vi weavers

Minang losing her shit and charging the base in the plains despite being the calmer, more collected one? Good shit.

That little detail in the cloud spitter description that says kids make a game of seeing how close they can get to the plant without triggering it

"I can still smell the chemicals" just kill me now I can't take this

Every single individual human having to ask Jake Sully for permission to stay on the planet. Were they forced to go back to the RDA if he said no? Or were they just left to die out on pandora?

The ferals being unable to communicate with eachother and being so angry because they're so lonely

Kin, Relun and the Kame'tire trader all being friends before the Kame'tire were banished

Priya not being able to talk to Alma in her human form because her avatar was her friend

Nor just. Disappearing? Where did he go? Is he okay? Why can't I go looking for him?

The Na'vi naming options for your Ikran being the names of other kids in TAP

So'lek collecting the identity tags of the soldiers he kills

So'lek in general actually. "This dReAmWaLkEr decided to lock you up in a box instead 👀"

Alex being granted permission to stay on pandora because he wanted to keep Grace's legacy alive through his work. Why is this never mentioned anywhere but in his character description?

The comic book pages

The fact that Priya dyes her hair. Are you actually telling me this excitable little climatologist worked out how to make hair dye from pandoran plants before Alex figured out how to eat any of it?

Anqa's fucking "my land was invaded too". Give this head-empty lesbian a break man

Everyone hating Billy because they think he can't be trusted only for him to be one of the most loyal among them

Etuwa's father refusing to fight because he lost his wife, then deciding to fight because he won't let them take his daughter too

"what have they done to you, my beautiful?" Actually sobbing like a fucking baby rn

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planetslove · 3 months

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so’lek isn’t fucking with my sarentu’s sexy moves guys im moving onto ri’nela

#avatar #avatar frontiers of pandora #afop #avatar so’lek #so’lek #sarentu #ri’nela #na’vi #na’vi oc #teylan #nor #james cameron avatar

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thewarmblanket · 4 months

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I've been drawing Sarentu kids redesigns and like- they are so beautiful??

I don't know how about you but I love it

#WIP #art #avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar frontiers of pandora #afop #teylan #ri'nela #nor

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oasiswithmyg · 3 months

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First Meetings

So’lek x Sarentu!Reader

Hi everyone, this is my first fic ever for anything, this will be with AFAB reader in mind and will follow closely to the storyline of the game, so there will be spoilers. As I'm making this a series, each of these can be read as standalones. I hope you enjoy it ! Any Na’vi words or phrases I use, the English translation will be right next to it, if not then it will be at the end of the fic!

Word count: 2.6k

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“It's our world, it's lost…dying, because we didn't fight for it when we had a chance. Now we’re fighting for yours. We’re going to make a difference here. Together.” Priya passionately declared as she looked at you sincerely. Then her eyes widened as she remembered something, “Oh! So’lek was hoping to catch you too. Promised him I wouldn't forget. Tell him I didn’t forget !”

You giggled at how cute and bubbly Priya was, out of all the humans here at the resistance base, you liked her cheerful mannerisms a lot. You could tell that she would be a wonderful friend to have. You nodded and thanked her before you head over to find So’lek.

As you slowly walked through the base, your mind had shifted to the recent events that occurred while you and the others were at the TAP facility a day ago. The reason for the shift being a certain resistance Na’vi.

Oel ngati kameie. I see you.

Those were the first words you heard from him when you woke up after the cryo sleep. Even with all the chaos that was going on at the time, you couldn’t help but feel drawn to the Na’vi who seemed to be very straight-forward, blunt and yet understanding of the situation that you and the rest of the Sarentu had faced.

So’lek, he said, was his name (‘what a lovely name’ you had thought) when you asked him while on the run from the RDA, one of the last remaining survivors of his clan. Although, everytime you think of that memory, alone and running from the RDA, you remember the fear of being separated from everyone and wondering if they were safe. After what happened to Aha’ri, you couldn’t stand anyone else being hurt. But So’lek’s voice kept you moving forward and when one of the RDA in the AMP suit caught you, holding you down as that horrible man, Mercer looked down on you, comparing you to your sister, the only thing you wished and hoped for was that So’lek would keep the Sarentu trio safe, as you almost gave up, He came out of nowhere, shooting at the RDA to save you and told you to run.

When you finally got out of the TAP facility, Pandora was nothing like what Mercer or the TAP said it was. They said that it was a terrifying, vicious, and cruel world. However, to your eyes, It was beautiful, the bright sun, the sounds of the creatures and water of the forest. It was like a new world and you couldn’t believe that you spent so long without it all.

As you walked forward, finding So’lek and the others immediately became a priority, when you finally found So’lek, he was hurt, the concern in you washed over like a wave in your chest, he must have gotten injured while protecting you. You knew at that moment that you wanted to protect him as well, taking his bow and using your Na’vi sense that So'lek told you about, made you realize how much you missed out on life, then getting the dapophet plant to heal him and fighting the RDA, gave you a feeling like no other, it made you feel that you can help, that you can be a protector as well.

However, It was when So’lek asked about your songchord, that made your heart flutter. You can still remember the conversation even though it hadn’t been that long.

“You have no songchord.” So’lek said as he got up after repositioning his shoulder, noticing that the Sarentu he seemed to run into a lot was missing a songchord. There was just something different about her, she seemed very caring and yet so strong in spirit, as he could tell as they were on the run from the RDA. “We had my mother’s, but they stole it” Your voice cracked as you said it, the pain of losing both your sister and the songchord, the only piece of your mother left still hurts you to this day.

Hearing that, So’lek felt anger and resentment flare up in his chest. Not only did they kidnap the Sarentu children, kill his clan and hurt the lands of Pandora, they had the audacity to steal something precious from a child as well. He could not explain the feeling in his chest, he wanted to do something for the Sarentu. “Then we must change that” his voice seemed to soften as he said the words and as he questioned, “What is your name Sarentu ?”.

Hearing his voice being gentle brought heat to your cheeks, and more flutterings in your chest, a feeling of happiness seemed to spread through you, “Y/N, my name is Y/N” you looked at him as your name rolled out your mouth in a hurry. Hearing it, So’lek lips curved up a tiny bit, his smile although small was gentle.

The rest went on with him making sure you understood that you must find your own way as you are a Na’vi and by doing so on your own was the way you can learn and then he finally asked you to join the resistance, hearing how he talked about the resistance made you understand why he was in it and you wanted to join them to help other Na’vi, to help save Pandora. After reaching the resistance base and meeting many new human faces, it was a breath of fresh air, they seemed so kind and you could tell that they were sincere in their welcoming and the work that they do here. The only person you still felt a bit weird with was Alma, but you discarded it as it was probably a long time of not seeing each other. She must have felt that she lost all of you after putting you all to cyro sleep.

Seeing the rest of the Sarentu trio free was another happiness that you could not describe, as you saw them as your family. With you being the second to last youngest, you looked up to Ri’nela and Nor a lot, you tried to be there for them as much as possible, to be listening ear or someone they could find comfort in, especially Nor, as he lost his best friend, your big sister. He was the only one that would rebel at the facility, trying to follow Aha’ri’s footsteps. Ri’nela, she became a big sister to you, but was always worried about what would happen if things didn’t go the way TAP wanted. Then there was the youngest, Teylan, he was like a little brother you never had, he would always hold onto your shirt when he felt overwhelmed and sometimes at night when he felt no one would notice, he would sneak into your bed and cuddle wanting to escape whatever nightmares would plague him. It was why you made a very simple doll out of one of the old clothes you had, you gave it to him saying that at times if he couldn’t see you, that he can always hold on to it to know that you’ll always be there for him. The day you gave him that, he hugged you so tightly, he didn’t let go for a long time. But it worried you how much he seemed to praise and think about Mercer.

Then you were given your first mission, take down one of the RDA facilities near the base which was polluting the land, Pneumatic Tower Echo. It felt overwhelming at first but after seeing how the land, your land, the land of Pandora, was ruined because of the RDA, a determination had stirred up in you. It was what made you destroy the RDA facility as soon as possible. In wonder you had seen Eywa had worked in mysterious ways, the land rejuvenated after the facility was destroyed, with creatures from the forest returning to the land, the flora coming back to life. Teylan called you through the radio in worry after hearing the bang, he and the others were at a flower they found. He wanted you to be there with the others so you could check it out, you had hurried over to the group, slowing down as you and the others came closer to the flower, Ri’nela had gasped in wonder, saying how that it was the flower that opens only for the Sarentu, to connect to Eywa, a Tarsyu. You had looked at it in awe, as you could only barely remember seeing the flower when you were a toddler. Finally, pulling your kuru forward, you connected to Eywa and met your ancestor Entu, the first Toruk Makto, with your will renewed, your heart became content and excited at the prospect of learning more and more about what it means to be a Sarentu.

You stopped reminiscing as you finally headed over to the armory where So’lek was at, looking over his gun. For some reason you didn’t think twice when Priya told you that So’lek was looking for you, your feet seemed to have a mind of their own. So’lek ears turned to your direction as he heard your footsteps approach him, he looked up and his lips curved up automatically, he looked proud as he said, “You did well out there”. You felt happy at his words, that you had helped the resistance in some way. As you looked over at him, you felt curious about the weapon in his hand. “Did the humans teach you their weapons too ?” you asked.

So’lek’s eyes became dull at those words, a resentment growing in his chest as his thoughts went to his clan, from when he could last remember them. You wanted to take back the words immediately, not wanting to see his eyes fill with such emptiness ever again. “No, I saw the RDA butcher my clan. Their bullets slicing them to shreds. That was my lesson.” he explained, his voice low and tense as he continued, “I know how it feels to be among the last of your people. The humans…they are like their guns. Brought here to cause pain.”

You took in his words and you honestly agreed to what he exclaimed. Guns and those strange machines just brought more destruction to Pandora, especially the humans who operated them. But you were confused as well, were the humans here at the resistance base not RDA once ? Voicing this concern of yours, he firmly replied in a hurry, “and I will not make it easy for them to forget. They are our allies now, yes. But, this is not their war. They fight for the ghost of their home world. But we fight for our home.” His words made you think about your time spent at TAP. Although the program was to ensure a healthy relation between humans and Na’vi, it never felt like that. It felt like that evil man had won, “In the end, Mercer got what he wanted, he made us into soldiers.” Your hands clenched tightly at your sides, your tail swishing, agitated and just saying it made you frustrated.

So’lek looked at the Sarentu thoughtfully, he could understand her frustration, her pain and sorrow, he could see how much she wanted to change the way things were and he felt like he wanted to help guide her on her journey, to be her helping hand, he could not explain these emotions well. So he advised her, “You are not what they made you. You are Na’vi. You will learn what that means in time. Starting with this,” he pulled something from the back of his gear, it was a songchord, “I made it for you” he passed the songchord to you, looking at it, you could feel the crack in your heart when they had stole your mother’s songchord from you lessen. You held it in your hands gently, as if it was the most precious thing in the world, which probably was as this was the first time someone, other than your sister and mother, ever made anything for you.

“My own songchord, like my mother’s…” you gently noted.

“All Na’vi wear one. It is your life’s journey for the world to see. For you to remember” He explained the significance of the songchords to you.

“Her’s had more beads on it” you exclaimed in a low tone, trying to remember what it looked like when you last saw it, before Mercer had taken it right out of your hands. You tied the songchord that So’lek had given you on your wrist and examined it carefully, noticing a bead on, your eyes looked at him curiously.

“Each bead is a moment of great importance to the wearer. I have put one in place to commemorate your first steps to freedom. Build on it. Build your own memories. Each one, a new song in your heart.” So’lek explained, noting the soft and gentle look grace the Sarentu’s face. This expression was something he hoped to see, to brighten whatever dark clouds that had been swirling in her mind.

You looked at him, hoping to convey your will to him, “I hope we can. Ri’nela really wants to try. To know what it means to be Sarentu. But at the Tarsyu…Nor seemed confused. Upset.” Thinking about it, after your sister's death, Nor took it hard and felt that it was his own fault for her death, that he did not try harder. He always used to listen closely to Aha’ri with you when she would hum the songs or tell stories of the Sarentu.

“Eywa shows us who we are. And who we can be. But she also reminds us of what has been lost. For your people, that is a heavy burden” So’lek said somberly. He then picked up his gun and started inspecting it again. “The back exit is not so exposed, he may be there.” Noting the worry on your face for Nor, he stated. You nodded with a smile at him, you were about to turn and leave when you remembered, “So’lek,” he turned his head to your voice, a slight shiver crawled up his spine at the gentle caress in the way you said his name, he could see your expression and he felt shocked at the way your eyes looked him in gratefulness. “Irayo So’lek. Thank you so much. For saving me and the others. For giving me strength. For making this songchord and the bead, I will treasure it always and I hope that I can show you my journey through it.”

You turned to leave, feeling the heat rush back to your cheeks at the honest words you blurted out to him, your feelings all over the place. However, before you left, you heard him whisper to you, so that only you would hear, “Be safe.” You felt your heart skip a beat as you nodded to him and rushed out of the base in order to search for Nor.

So’lek did not expect the Sarentu to say such heart-felt words, he had to cover his face because it felt slightly heated. He did not understand what he was feeling, as he did not feel the same with the other Sarentu trio as he did with her. Maybe it was her honest and caring nature that made him feel flustered. For now though, he decided to ignore those feelings. He needed to focus on gathering intel about those who killed his clan and defeating the RDA.

Little did either of them know, that in the future that he would not be able to ignore his feelings and that there would be a bead that represents them on her songchord.

∘ Oel ngati kameie - I see you

∘ Irayo - thanks

Thank you if you've read through to the end ! I would greatly appreciate comments on how it was and any tips to further improve my writing.

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sutxdreamwalker · 3 months

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Frontiers Of Pandora Memes I made on Capcut

#avatar #avatar frontiers of pandora #afop #Avatar memes #Frontiers of pandora memes #teylan #ri'nela #frontiers of pandora protagonist #the sarentu #Nor #so’lek #Priya #Okul #etuwa

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ladiemars · 7 months

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[ on one knee ] would you… adopt dogs with me?

#bg3 #baldurs gate #baldurs gate 3 #halsin #bg3 halsin #baldur's gate 3 #my tav #tav #bg3 tav #bg3 scratch #tav x halsin #half drow #nor #ratcatcher #mars draws #ladiemars

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ponyinpinklover-blog · 3 months

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We have four other sarentu children we only see shortly

Three behind Nor and one sitting next to Teylan in the classroom

One girl can be see getting up from cyro though she is never seen again.

I hope that we see Yefti, Telisi, Okni and Yuayt later on or find out what happened to them. Maybe Nor found them.

#avatar frontiers of pandora #avatar #frontiers of pandora #teylan #nor #pandora #sarentu #afop

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torukmaktoskxawng · 3 months

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run away with me

Pairing: Nor/Sarentu!Reader

Warnings: Spoilers for Avatar Frontiers of Pandora, fluff, angst, mentions of brainwashing and residential school trauma

Taglist: @mooniequeen

A/N: No one has requested me to write for AFoP so I decided to take matters into my own hands *cracks knuckles* Let's get to work.

This is basically my rendition of the cutscene you see when playing the game, after the title card. I made it lean more toward the angsty, romance play that we were robbed of when the game finally came out XD Enjoy!

Part 2

When So'lek told you that Nor had left Resistance HQ to have some time to think, you knew you needed to seek him out.

Using your new abilities and talents to track him down, it didn't shock you when you found Nor on one of the highest cliffs near the base of their new home. You remember he made a comment earlier about how there were more colors on Pandora than he remembered and how he had no names for them. You suspected he'd be all the way out here, admiring those colors and maybe trying to invent new names for them.

He didn't react when you approached the small fire he made, likely expecting you to come find him. He turned to face you with lowered ears and a forlorn look in his eyes, "What must our ancestors think of us? Do you think they pity us? Sad to see what we've become?"

"We're still Sarentu."

"Teylan barely speaks our tongue, but then... he always preferred human words."

"Alma says we all need time to adjust."

"Alma is not Na'vi." He growled lowly, turning away to kneel down in front of the fire.

You weren't deterred by his attitude, knowing Nor better than you sometimes knew yourself. He felt things stronger than most. He was passionate about what or how he felt and he wasn't afraid to admit it, hence why he didn't shy away when he proudly proclaimed his feelings toward you. It was years ago now, just the night before Alma snuck you and your friends into cryosleep to wait out the war. All that time you could've been with Nor... lost to cryosleep.

Nor felt the same loss as well, and that is why he wasn't wasting any more time. When neither of you are out on missions, you're with each other, safe at HQ, making up for lost time. Your relationship is technically still new and can easily be chalked up to young love, but Nor didn't see it that way. He claimed that was the way only Sky People saw it, but not the Na'vi. He wanted to do this right, and in his mind, the only right way was the Na'vi way.

So he asked So'lek for advice, on standard Na'vi customs and what the older man might know about the Sarentu ways to court someone. Nor was determined and straightforward about what he wanted to make sure you only got the best treatment. The Na'vi treatment, something that you deserved to have when you were younger but it was taken from you.

That's what you loved about him, growing up beside him. He reminded you so much of your sister at times with their shared determination as kids, though you refused to continue making that comparison after she died... afraid that if Nor acted too much like Aha'ri, then he would die just like her. You couldn't bear to lose him, too, not after everything Mercer and TAP have done to you.

Even now, as you two stood on top of that cliff, you were afraid of losing him, either to death or to life, should life and fate decide to tear you two apart. You wished you could vocalize your fear to him, but you were never as brave or as straightforward as Nor. You were grateful he had approached you about his feelings first, or else neither of you would've ever known.

Although you were not one with words, you were one with actions, and even Nor knew that you communicated with deeds.

Walking up to him, you slide your hand over his shoulder, and while he doesn't say a word, trapped with the demons in his head, he places his own hand on top of yours, a gesture of gratitude. He was thankful for your comfort, knowing that your way of communicating stems from being touch-starved and you would rather voice your thoughts through your actions instead of just saying them because, to you, that means so much more.

You keep your hand on his shoulder, the warmth of his palm bleeding into your skin while you look up and over the cliffside, admiring the scenery with a sad tone in your voice, "Why did the RDA come back?"

"They wanted more of Pandora," he responds with defeat, "They always do."

"Then we'll need to fight," you express with determination, squeezing his shoulder, "Aha'ri would have wanted us to fight."

You try to pull away, but Nor is suddenly too fast. He grasps your hand, gently, and you pause in your movement. He stands to his full height to gaze into your eyes, trying to relay what he's thinking without saying a word. But he wasn't like you. He wasn't good at sharing his thoughts through actions. He was better at it by talking, so that is what he did.

"Or we could run," he suggests and is quick to continue when the expression on your face falls, "Leave this place. Find somewhere else to call home."

"We've talked about this, Nor," you sigh tiredly, recalling not long ago when you, him, Ri'nela and Teylan were all sitting around a fire as Nor suggested they could all run away together. You express the same thing you said back then, too, "Alma brought us here for a reason. She believes in us."

He snarls, though there isn't much heat behind it, "Alma just wants to control us."

Not even you believed what he was saying, lowering your voice to a comforting whisper, "Alma is not Mercer. She actually cares about us as People."

"She left us."

"She thought we were gone."

He steps closer until he's nearly pressed against your chest, his hands sliding up to gently grasp both sides of your face, entwined in your hair. His voice wavered, desperate eyes staring back into yours, "If it were me instead of her, I would've clawed through the rubble of TAP, and I would've looked forever. Un... until I knew for sure if I lost you or not."

You wanted to be touched by the statement, your heart fluttering in your chest while Nor could no doubt feel your heartbeat, pumping through his hands as they rested near both sides of your neck. You shake your head slightly, "That is different. What Alma feels for us is not the same as... as what you feel for me. For all of us."

He shivered, almost proud that you managed to admit your confidence in his feelings toward you. He leans his forehead against yours, breathing in the same air as you while he matches the intimate moment with a whisper, "Exactly. I can't trust Alma with my family. I can only trust myself or you to take care of the four of us, to ensure we stick together."

You wet your lips when they felt dry, deciding to play into his dream for a little bit, "Suppose we did run away... where would we go?"

'Wherever we want! All of us,' he wanted to say the same thing he told Teylan down by the campfire, but he says it differently with you, "Anywhere, far away from here."

"Just the four of us?"

"The four of us," he confirms with a nod, thinking that he had you convinced, "We'll start our own clan. We'll renew the Sarentu."

"And what will happen when the war eventually finds us?"

Your question drives Nor to freeze, and so you continue, "Either Mercer, RDA, or TAP, it won't matter. They'll find us. You know they will."

He unfroze finally, huffing with determination, "Then we will fight."

"But if we fight now, and we win, then we can leave and we will never have to worry about the Sky People again," your hands moved until they were wrapped around Nor's waist, a bold move to match his own, his fingers still wrapped up in the hair on the back of your neck,

"We would never have to keep running or look over our shoulders ever again," you continue, "If we can end this sooner than later, I will go with you. I'll go wherever you want. But... But I can't leave now knowing what the Sky People are capable of. I can't leave knowing that there would be another child out there whose clan was wiped out and I wasn't brave enough to stop it from happening. I would never forgive myself."

Your words stun him into silence, and the intensity of his gaze causes you to feel shy and embarrassed, lowering your head to avoid him until his hands pause your movement. He gently uses his thumbs to push your chin to tilt back up, and when your eyes meet, he pauses for a moment, his intense eyes scanning your expression before his lips twitch up into a small, fond smile, "Heh."

"What?" You tilt your head, hesitant but smiling as well.

"Nothing. It's just... Aha'ri would be proud of you."

He says it so confidently that you know you believe him, and his words make your heart swell with pride and grief, missing your sister. Nor leans back and digs in the pocket of his pants, "I have something for you."

"What is it?"

He provides a carved stone, bearing the mark you both have on your face to signify your long-lost clan, "It's something to remind you of me, whenever you leave HQ and I cannot follow you. It's also a promise."

"What promise?"

"That if I ever leave, it will only be when you are ready to come with me," he leans back into your space, pressing your foreheads together once more as he closes his eyes, taking in your scent, "This time, my love, I go wherever you go."

You clutch the stone in your hand, wanting the carved mark to brand into your skin as you close your eyes as well. You already plan to tie Nor's stone into the songcord So'lek had given you, and you hope that in time, the songcord will grow, and there will be many more milestones to signify. Milestones that you hope that Nor and your friends will share with you, as Sarentu and as your family.

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neteyamsyawntu · 18 days

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Avatar Headcanonsˏˋ°•*⁀➷

How the A:FOP men go down on you

Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, oral fem receiving, vulgar language, dirty talk, face riding, suggested P in V, smut

NOTE- These are my own personal headcanons, everyone is free to their own opinions🌿

So’lek:

You are his sanctuary. There is no better way for this man to de-stress after a long day than burying his face between your legs.

So’lek would have one hand gently stroking your thigh while the other held down your hips, stopping you from moving against him.

“Just let me taste you, tanhì… let me take care of you.” Would be his only response the first time you attempted to buck against his lips.

His eyes would be locked on you, fluttering closed every now and then, but primarily watching you with so much primal need and possession that made you writhe beneath him.

While So’lek would be gentle as he massaged your thighs and hips, praising every inch of you, his lips and tongue did not show the same patience or mercy.

He gets so lost in the taste of you that he doesn’t even realize the mindless humming and groaning he’s doing into your pussy, or that it’s the reason that you’d be furiously gripping the roots of his hair, getting overstimulated from the vibrations of his noises.

He would have you desperately pleading for more as your juices drenched his mouth and chin. His tail would flick in approval at the sound of your voice, breathless and needy.

But you’ve played his games before and the moment you use the word “Muntxatan”, in that breathy little whimper, his eyes would shoot to you, gaze hot and possessive. Love drunk, even. That’s when you knew you had him.

His grip on your thigh would tighten ever so slightly as he withheld that primal part of himself that selfishly wanted to pounce on you, moving his hand from your hip to brush two of his fingers against your sodded core.

Finally pulling his mouth from between your thighs, a string of both saliva and your arousal following him back, his eyes glaze over as he stares you down, “Is this what you want, ma’muntxate?” He’d purr, stroking those fingers teasingly along your pussy lips.

Just as your mouth would open to respond, frantically nodding, he’d slip them in while wasting no time attaching his lips to your aching clit, morphing your slurred words into a hitched moan that quickly wash into a cry of pleasure, your fingers tangling in his hair further.

This time, when you buck against his thrusting fingers he does not stop you, his tongue continuing to work masterfully in circling and sweeping over your clit, giving it tentative sucks and gentle nips that make your back arch, legs trembling as he has you coming undone.

Eetu:

Eetu’s favorite way of eating you out is having you straddle his face. His hands holding your hips as you try to cling to the nearest surface or tree to keep you upright.

Despite having you on top, Eetu delights in the power play it grants. He knows that even though you could grind your hips as much as you want against his mouth, your trembling legs give away just how much of an effect he has on you. Not to mention that he could stop your hips whenever he felt you were getting a little too greedy.

You’d whine as he pulled his mouth away, pushing your hips back slightly and licking his lips as he taunts you with a feline smirk, “Look at you, yawne. Hardly able to control yourself. Perhaps we should make this a lesson on patience, ma’numeyu.”

“Just shut up and fuck me.” You’d groan, eyes glazed over and chest heaving as you glare now at him. Eetu’s smirk would only grow as his grip on your hips becomes steel and purring, “Such a filthy mouth on you…” before roughly pulling you down onto his face, his eyes narrowed on you, cocky and arrogant as he dives his tongue into your cunt, watching your squirm above him, reaching for your own breasts to fondle them as your move your hips in time with his tongue.

A sudden smack at your hands would have your closing eyes back on him in an instant as Eetu’s own hands would slither possessively beneath your own giving your breasts a firm squeeze. A silent reminder of what was his.

You’d remain riding his face, your own hands splayed over his as he groped your tits, fucking you mercilessly with his tongue until you were a shaking and whimpering mess. Even long after your first… and even second orgasms, Eetu would nip and suck playfully at the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, waiting for you to come down from your high before working you into your third climax.

He just can’t help himself, the man is so filled with pride seeing you come undone above him. Being able to make the mighty Sarentu warrior shiver and beg using nothing, but his mouth to pleasure you.

Nor:

Nor is almost as much of a tease as Eetu. His arms would be hooked around your thighs, locking your body in place with your legs over his shoulders as he licked and sucked along your inner thigh before giving you exactly what you wanted.

He enjoys playing with you, watch and noting what makes you squirm and then talking you through it when he works you up only to edge you and make you beg for him.

A firm suck at your clit would have your back arching with a hitched moan and he’d chuckle in approval against the sensitive bud of nerves, “Do you like that, sevin? Eywa, I love seeing you like this. All needy just for me.”.

Yeah he’d definitely be into dirty talk, edging you with both his actions and his words.

“I want you to come on my tongue, pretty girl… do that for me.”

While he loves to fuck you with his tongue, it’s hard to deny how hard it is to refrain from pushing your knees up to your ears and sinking his cock into you, just to feel how wet he’s made you, and then sudden clench he’d be rewarded with once he’s got you wrapped around him, having pushed you to the edge of overstimulation.

This is probably his favorite way to get you to come: edging you so much with his tongue until he gets you to the very peak, only to suddenly slip his cock in just to feel you convulse around him as you come on his dick.

Teylan:

Practice makes perfect and this man is the textbook definition of a perfectionist .

While his first couple of times were a case of trial and error, once Teylan had caught onto the things that you liked, he made sure he used that knowledge to his advantage and pushed the limits to outdo himself each and every time.

He’d even go so far as to ask you if he could try a few things. Casually walking up behind you while you were working on something and running a subtle caress down the side of your thigh, placing a gentle kiss on the spot between your neck and shoulder, offering a soft apology for “bothering” you while you were busy. Nothing Teylan could do would bother you. “My love… I want to do that thing you taught me tonight. The thing with the tongue. I think I want to try something.”.

Once Teylan finally had you to himself, assured that everyone was asleep, he’d have you sprawled out on one of the work tables, feasting on you like you were his final meal.

His hands would caress and worship your body with ease as if it were second nature to him. Gentle yet firm enough to have you leaning into his touch for more.

Your restrained whimpers and whines were like a burst of energy and motivation to him, flicking his tongue through your folds, and nudging your clit with his nose.

When your moans would get too loud, Teylan would slowly pull away from the apex of your thighs, replacing his fingers where his mouth had been and peppering small kisses along your neck, up to your ear. “You have to keep your voice down, love. Someone could hear us.” He reminds you in a soft whisper, his lips brushing the skin of your ear as he speaks which only further helps in sending a series of tingles down your spine and straight to your core.

He’d tenderly massage your thighs as his kisses finally reach your lips, pressing the bulge in his loincloth to your soaked center, offering himself that fraction of selfishness just to get the slightest bit of friction.

With the intention of perching himself between your thighs again, his eyes widen in surprise as your legs lock around his back, pressing him firmly against your aching core, a trembling, “Please” whispered from your lips when he pulls back to look at you.

That’s when you could see the shift on Teylan’s face. Going from intently calculated to completely aroused. A bit of color playing on his cheeks as his eyelids drop to a half lidded state, letting his eyes wander your form until he catches the place where your hips meet, and you give him a suggestive tug forward with your legs, ever so slightly grinding against his bulge.

Teylan’s eyes would flutter closed with a shaky breath, biting his bottom lip as he willed his mind to center itself once more. “Are you sure?” He’d ask, wanting that last piece of reassurance before letting himself go so that he could take you completely. And once you gave him that determined nod, his lips were on yours again, shoving down the fabric of his loincloth with haste and slowly sliding the length of him inside you, swallowing your moans to stop your noises from reaching the ears of unwelcome company.

See! I can hold up to my promises sometimes lol.

I hope you guys enjoyed this headcanon for our frontier boys!

I think next I may do some headcanons for the Sully men. LMK some suggestions if you have any.

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