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neteyamsyawntu · 3 months

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Good Little Boy

Teylan x Na'vi(Zeswa)Reader

Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, smut, m/f, p in v, riding, sub Teylan, dom reader, vulgar language, dirty talk, praise kink, potential spoilers for Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora, semi proof read cause I eepy.

Na'vi Glossary: muntxatan = Husband(male spouse) txe’lan = Heart Yawne = beloved

Just a little something for my moon✨@pandoraslxna

You loved your mate dearly, with every fiber of your being. He was such a gentle soul; kind hearted, attentive, always incredibly eager to show you the new advancements he had made with whatever pieces of tech he had been fiddling around with. You learned quickly that Teylan wasn’t your typical Na’vi, at least by traditional standards. Of course you knew your upbringings were wildly different. Yourself having been brought up as a true Zeswa warrior, taught to be fierce and resilient, whilst in Teylan’s unfortunate case, he was forced to live among the sky people, torn away from Pandora and its wonders, to serve as a voice for their schemes. When you had first met him, you observed this strange allure he had to “human things” which at first, that facet of his personality spawned a sort of disapproval within you.

When you had made the decision to stay with the resistance at their hideout in the clouded forest, alongside a few other members of your clan, Teylan was nothing more than an annoyance, always choosing to seek you out to show off his gadgets. You’d often catch yourself thinking, why wouldn't he just show his Sarentu companions? Then at a certain point you began to catch on that maybe this soft handed male was trying to impress you with these odd pieces of tech. It was what he knew best after all, what he was confident in. The more you had thought about it, the more endearing the act became. In return you eventually showed him what you knew, teaching him things your clan specialized in, like how to hunt with a spear despite him not being very good at it. Yet even though it wasn't his strength, he always managed to try his best, looking back at you for approval, his expectant eyes wide and ears perked as he waited for your validation, having only just thrown the spear a couple feet forward, nowhere near his target, all whilst trying to contain the eager swatting of his tail.

He was always so eager to please, and where Teylan lacked in brute strength or survival skills he made up for in other departments. While the initial idea of making love wrecked him with anxiety, Teylan was a quick learner, taking mental notes on certain things he did or places he touched you roused a reaction from you. While he was adamant on doing his part to please you, you couldn’t deny that what brought you the most pleasure was teasing your mate. Bringing the poor thing nearly to the point of tears, watching him squirm beneath you as you straddled his lap, running your wet, puffy pussy lips across his increasingly darkening cock-head. His plum colored tip glistening with a mix of your arousal and his own precum.

Teylan’s ears were pinned tightly against the sides of his head, his hands squeezing your hips securely, fighting the urge to end your torture and selfishly sink his cock into your warmth. His soft whimpers were music to your ears, each glide of his cock sweeping through your folds earning you little helpless gasps and labored breaths, his grip on you growing tighter by the second. “Haah.. my love-.”, “Ma’ muntxatan?” You purr seemingly unbothered, watching as your mate slightly flinches when your tail brushes against his thigh. You’d been teasing the poor thing for so long, only giving him little tastes with just the slightest drop of your hips, only allowing his tip to push past your entrance. You were driving him utterly insane and you knew it, a cocky smirk playing on your lips.

“Puh-please… I cannot take this anymore- It is too much!” Teylan whines, his arms shifting to wrap around your waist, pulling your front flush against his own as he buries his face into the crook of your neck, the bill of his hat completely hiding his face from view. A soft hum sounds from your throat as you pull back just enough to direct his face to meet your gaze with the simple lift of your index finger under his chin, “Mmn, is it too much, ma’ Teylan? Should we stop?” You tease with a slight tilt of your head. Teylan’s eyes nearly pop out of his head as he mentally begins frantically back pedaling, “N-no, no! I don’t want to stop, it’s just…”, “Just…?”. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he tries his hardest to vocalize exactly what he wanted without sounding too demanding. “It’s just… if you are going to tease me, could you- at least sit on it? I-I want to feel you.” The shift in his gaze, going from worried and anxious, to heated and needy makes you clench around nothing. Even still, pushing a bit further wouldn’t hurt, would it? “But you are feeling me, ma’ txe’lan.” You sigh, rolling your hips ever so slightly, giving his already overstimulated tip another grind of your sopping cunt.

A muffled noise escapes your mate as he bites his lower lip, squeezing his eyes closed for a moment, attempting to collect himself, “All of you.” Teylan clarifies. This draws a satisfied smile on your face, guiding your hand from his chin to caress the side of his face, “And do you think you’ve earned it?” You mused, gently brushing your nose against his own, your lips just out of his reach. His eyes are half lidded as he hangs off of your every word, nodding slowly before attempting to close the distance between you, only for you to gently tug at the roots of his hair with your free hand, pulling him back, “You will keep your eyes on me, won’t you ma’ txe’lan?”. Again he nods silently in response, lips parted, his eyes bouncing between your lustrous gaze and your own lips. “Hah.. you’re cute, but I need you to use your words, yawne.” You remind him, releasing your grip on his hair, to steady yourself on his lap, placing your hand just above his knee as you align your entrance with his throbbing cock, “Y-yes… I will.”, “That’s my good boy.” You purr, finally connecting your lips in a tender kiss.

Your praise sends a shiver down his spine, straight to his member, making it twitch in anticipation as you begin to lower yourself onto him. Both of your mouths hang open, eyes never leaving one another’s as the velvety slickness of your inner walls embrace his shaft. Teylan’s eyes flutter closed for just a moment, yet that is enough for you to keep up with your little game. They open again when the warmth of your cunt vanishes, only encompassing his abused tip. “Ah, ah, ah… eyes on me, remember?”. Teylan lets out a frustrated groan, mentally scolding himself before nodding with a bit more enthusiasm, “Yes- yes I’m sorry. It won’t happen again, I swear.” He nearly pleads, his tone desperate as if frantically trying to prepare his mistake, “Shh… easy, yawne.” Your voice is soft as you are quick to soothe his anxious mind, planting gentle kisses all over his face. Once you feel his shoulders untense you know he’s ready to continue, leaving a final kiss on his lips to grab his attention, “That’s it… eyes on me.”

A choked out moan leaves your mate, paired with the gentle sting of his nails running down your back, lost in the feeling as he bottoms out inside you, leaving you sitting flush in his lap. Your labored breaths mix, shared in such close proximity, each of your eyes full with wonton desire, it’s almost too hard to contain yourselves, but you’ve let your game go on long enough, “Mm… so good for me.” You whisper into his ear, nuzzling against his cheek to allow your scent to waft into his nose, and with a subtle lift of your hips, you allow yourself to fall onto him once again… and again… and again, slowly building momentum each time. “Ohh… ‘feels so good.” Teylan moans, gently shifting his hips upward to meet your bouncing hips. You return his moan in acknowledgment, continuing to scent him while you roll your hips against his, “Ahh, such a good boy for me… taking this pussy so well.”. Again your praise sends a rush of excitement through him, while simultaneously granting him a boost of confidence, his hands find their way to your hips once more, pulling you down onto his thrusts, his ears flicking in satisfaction when he’s rewarded with a drawn out moan from you.

It felt all too good, you almost didn’t want him to stop, but you were already so close having teased yourself as well as him for so long, yet still you wanted to last longer. Easily fighting against the restraint of his hands you pull yourself up and off of his cock, ears flicking as it slaps against his lower abdomen, earning an immediate whine from your mate. “Is everything alright?” He asks, his worry all too quick to come to the forefront again, “I am fine, Teylan. I just need a moment… I’m too close.”. His ears perk at this, tongue peeking out from behind his lips to moisten them. Even passed the curtains of your lashes, you can see the gears in his mind already turning, yet before you can object to any plot he’s forming, a gasp breaks from your lips as Teylan anchors you down onto your back, ensuring you are laying comfortably before pushing your knees toward your chest. “Let me take care of you now, my love.” He hums in nearly a whisper to you and before you can even think about protesting, his pelvis is dropping against yours in a matter of seconds, sinking his cock deep into your cunt.

Your back arches and your hands immediately shift to grasp at his forearms, where his hands are keeping your knees in place. While it wasn’t often that Teylan took initiative, in the moments he did, he made sure to make every second count, sorting through the “save files” of his mind to remember exactly how you loved to be fucked. Your body bucked along with his as Teylan effortlessly hit exactly where you needed him to. The sounds of your sweet serenades fill the room, eyes rolling back when a familiar tightening in your core prods at your attention, body shuttering, walls milking Teylan’s shaft as you clench tightly around him. An intense wave of pleasure unleashes in the wake of your release, feeling yourself become light headed for a moment.

It’s only when you are stable enough to process through your high that you remember that Teylan is still going. Forcing your eyes to focus you note that his own are squeezed shut, mouth agape, and beads of perspiration decorating his forehead, releasing trembling breaths with each of his thrusts almost as if he were caught in the cold. He was incredibly pent up, that much was obvious, his increasingly sloppy movements becoming a strong indicator of that, and when his voice broke into hitched and broken gasps, you knew he was close, he just needed that extra push. Reaching a hand up, once again you cup the side of his face, “My mate, you look so good, rutting into me like this. So powerful.” You manage to praise between your own sounds of pleasure, “You must want to cum so bad.”. Swallowing hard Teylan hastily nods, his whimpers growing in pitch, “Y-yes… I do- so badly!”, “Then what are you waiting for, yawne? Cum.”

The simple word is like a jumpstart right to his internal motherboard or that of a former programming that he could not disobey, spilling himself into you with the motivation of a few more pumps. As his exhausted form collapses on top of you, catching his breath, you can’t help, but giggle beneath him. “You may not be a warrior, but Eywa has blessed you with the will to fuck like one.” You coo in a playful tone, pushing a loose strand of hair behind his pointed ear. “I… that is only because you do not play fair.”, “And yet you still rise to the challenge. Rest, ma’muntxatan… you did well.”.

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dilfsyndrome · 1 month

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⚠︎︎AFOP Spoilers⚠︎︎

Kataru ♡︎

#kataru #sarentu clan #sarentu children #sarentu #sa’nop #mama #avatar #afop #afop spoilers #afop fandom #avatar frontiers #frontiers of pandora #avatar frontiers of pandora #avatar pandora #avatar fandom #james cameron avatar #jake sully #atwow

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mrsdovesstuff · 1 month

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My sarentu found an instant camera and took a photo with Ri'nela.

They look so pretty (⁠｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡⁠)

#avatar #afop #avatar frontiers of pandora #procreate #sarentu #james cameron avatar

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zethsmo · 21 days

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wwwuoh even more doodles of my friends ocs yippeee

#avatar frontiers of pandora #frontiers of pandora #afop #sarentu #the sarentu #na’vi oc #avatar oc

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frogletscribe · 3 months

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Drawing practice with So'lek (and my Sarentu)

#atwow #avatar frontiers of pandora #atwow fanart #afop #sarentu #frontiers of pandora #solek #afop solek #froglet doodles #avatar fanart #navi oc #navi avatar #solek frontiers of pandora #frontiers of pandora fanart

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eywaseclipse · 2 months

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Make You Mine*

Characters: So’lek and female na’vi reader

Synopsis: Jealous So’lek during hunting festival

Warnings: Jealousy, toxic behaviors, intoxication, sexual intercourse, swearing etc so 18+

Word Count: 1k

The warm glow provided by the roaring bonfire illuminates your azure skin deliciously. The snare drums and tambourines fill your ear with a salacious delight thanks to the copious amounts of fermented yovo fruit juice you’ve consumed. The heat from the fire begins to ignite your cheeks, as you dance away with your fellow clan members celebrating the bountiful hunting season.

The clanking of your beads jingle happily in your braids, twirling as you move your body to the rhythm of the music. Your arms gracefully stir, with your iridescent tassels moving like Ikran wings in the wind. “Ayeaye!” A beautiful vocalization causes you to turn around, gazing to your friend Arvok with a playful smile on his face. “Dance with me!” He grabs your hands twirling you around before you can answer him. Both of you innocently dance together with your people honoring the tradition of movement. Unbeknownst to you, a pair of jealous amber eyes bore into the back of your skull close by.

So’lek’s POV

So’lek happily sits himself down on a mossy covered log surrounding the forest clearing watching as his people joyously begin the fire dance to commence the festival celebration. He sighs a lazy sigh bringing his bowl of fermented yovo fruit juice to his lips, as the tangy liquid soothes his throat with warm delight. He gazes to the youngsters trying to mimic the movements of the seasoned warriors dancing their night away, as he hears a familiar laugh invade his ears. Looking up to the source of the sound he’s displeased to see you dance with an equally drunk Arvok.

How could a beautiful Na’vi like you, subject yourself to this amateur hunter like Arvok? Especially as his promised mate. The romantic gestures and advances he’s planned for this mating season all seem to feel out of his reach as soon as he sees Arvok’s hand slip around your narrow little waist. What was once promised to him is seemingly slipping away, unless he acts now.

So’lek quickly slurps down the rest of his drink placing the bowl on the log, making his way to the forest clearing towards you. Your cheeks are flushed with a beautiful magenta hue clearly indicating your own intoxicated state. He approaches the two of you dancing together, with a guttural growl to make his presence known. “Y/n, may I have a word?” The strain in his voice is evident of containing his evading composure waiting for your attention to be elsewhere.

You whip your head to his direction with a loose smile, “So’lek! I didn’t see you! Come dance!” You wiggle out of Arvok’s grasp and tug So’lek your way with an innocent look on your face, but he doesn’t budge. “I need to speak with you.” He booms with more confidence. Your face slowly turns into confusion, watching his unmoving expression. “O-oh. Okay.” You giggle out.

So’lek does not return the amusement as he tugs you away before Arvok can even protest. His firm grip on your wrist does not waver, bringing you over to a large tree just out of ear shot from the rest of the clan, as the music slightly dissipates. “What are you doing?” He huffs out. He feels his nostrils flare with incandescent jealousy. The primal urge to mark you right here fills his mind with grotesquely vivid images. “What do you mean? I was celebrating with my friends.” You nonchalantly reply. “No… You were dancing with Arvok; the little twerp couldn’t keep his hands of you.” He growls

Back to y/n’s POV

Your eyes slowly widen coming to the conscious realization that he’s jealous. You watch as So’lek’s pupils absolutely devour the amber hue in his eyes, as a playful smirk emerges on your face. “Oh…did you not enjoy watching as your future mate danced amongst male company?” You whisper seductively. You knew you were treading into dangerous waters, So’lek and his territorial tendencies have habit of imploding when alcohol is involved but you can’t help but feel enticed by it all.

“You know exactly what I think of that little show you put on..” He just huffs with irritation. “Baby you know I’m yours.” You cup his hot face watching his tail flick madly with irritation. “You’re a brat… and you know what happens to brats?” He steps closer until your back presses against the large tree, watching as his nose practically touches your own. The rapid beating of your heart thrums loudly in your throat anticipating his next move. This is not your future mate, but instead a hunt watching him like a Thanator stalks its prey.

“Say it.” He grows impatient. Your lip quivers with blooming arousal, feeling your own loincloth grow moist with desire. “Th-they get punished..” You squeak out. He smirks darkly, while his nimble fingers begin to tug at your beaded loincloth expertly undoing the strings. “That’s right… brats get punished.. and you know what that means?” He brings his lips to your ear causing a shiver to ripple down your spine.

“Fuck-I mean. Yes. I am yours.” You whisper softy. He chuckles removing your loincloth as it falls onto the grass with a small thwack. The cool air hits your throbbing pussy, causing it to twitch with delicious anticipation. “That’s right my little muntxate wife. Look how needy you are already.” He growls out. His large hands grip your waist harshly spinning you around so fast your brain goes numb feeling as he beckons you to press your hands against the trunk of the tree. “That’s right, hands on the tree. Your mate needs to fuck that little attitude of yours out of you hmm?” He snarls from behind.

You feel as he bucks his clothed bulge into your ass, causing a wanton moan to instinctively escape your lips. “You need to be marked… remember who you belong to…” He whispers in a strained voice as you hear him hastily undo the strings to his own loincloth.

He practically rips the material in half, tossing it to the side as his swollen cock slaps against his belly leaving the small mark of precum along his chiseled abs. “Fuck look what you do to me tìyawn love.” He brings his the swollen head of his cock to rub against your puffy lips, teasing you cruelly causing your hips to buck back into his pelvis. “So’lek! Please.” You whine out. So’lek just laughs and begins to fuck his length along your drenched entrance, slowly teasing and edging you just enough to drip onto the grass below.

“Little brats don’t get rewarded… but perhaps I will make an exception, if I get something in return.” He peppers a kiss into the crook of your neck. “Anything, truly anything So’lek.” You whine out desperate to feel his hard cock inside your walls. “Let me breed you.” He whispers. You feel your eyes almost roll into the back of your skull, nodding fast, “Yes! Please hurry!” You cry out.

So’lek watches you desperately try to fuck yourself along the length of his cock and laughs, “as you wish syulang flower.” He grabs the base of his length sliding into with ease as you practically swallow him whole. His balls twitch as he’s squeezed just right causing you both to moan in unison. “Fuck, you’re made for me..” He thrusts harshly into your silken walls with a loud thump into your ass. “Please.” You moan out. So’lek smirks knowing exactly what you want, and who is he to deny his woman?

He watches as you grip the tree tight, bringing his hips to slam once more, as he drills fast and hard into your swollen little pussy. The sound of squelching and smacking fill the forest with a disgusting erotic symphony as he feels his balls clench with an impending release. “Gonna fill you right up…” He moans into your ear. “Do it.” Your challenge just inspires a faster pace, as he literally takes you off your feet and onto your tippy toes, turning into a brutal speed.

“You’re made for me, you’re going to carry my children aren’t you brat?” He huffs into your neck feeling his pace begin to grow sloppier and sloppier. “Yes!” Your head rests in the crook of his shoulder clenching down on him so tight he swears he sees Eywa herself. The sound of your soaking wet heat and his balls slapping against your ass cause him to release his seed into your empty womb, coating it with the sticky hot liquid as you feel it immediately drip out of you. “Agh!” You squeal loudly as you feel his hand snake around to rub circles on your swollen bud. The overwhelming sensation of being filled to the brim and your clit being stimulated just right, causes your body to shake violently as you squirt your juices onto his hand and wrist. “Fuck fuck fuck.” You whimper out. “Just like that, that’s a good girl.” So’lek talks you through your orgasm as if his own didn’t just almost cause temporary blindness from pure ecstasy.

“Tam tam…” he whispers gently as your twitching body begins to slow down. Your labored breathing begins to sync with one another, feeling him gently bring you back down onto the grass and turning you around to face him. Both of you look completely and utterly wrecked, with glossy eyes and loose hair sticking to your sweaty foreheads.

He gingerly wraps his hand around the back of your neck to bring you in for a passionate kiss. “Mmm” He groans into your mouth kissing you with such purpose your eyes see stars dancing inside your eyelids. “Baby…” You moan softly. He parts ways as your lips leave a trail of spit gazing into each other’s eyes. “Soon you will be swollen with my child…” He half whispers to himself cupping your toned stomach. “I guess practice makes perfect…” You giggle, as both of you slump down along the tree trunk redlining in the last remains of alcohol in your system. “A very bountiful season indeed..” He whispers

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ponyinpinklover-blog · 3 months

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Thinking about the differences between Grace's classroom and Alma's. Grace is full of life and wonder, and Alma's is dark and cold looking.

#avatar #avatar frontiers of pandora #pandora #frontiers of pandora #afop #almawillneverbegrace #sarentu #the sarentu #omatikaya

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miramis248 · 3 months

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More Fanart inspired by my favourite fanfic at the moment, in this we have Spider being introduced to Pa'sok by the Sarentu and later pampered and spoiled by Zeswa Grannies who think he needs more meat on his bones 😁

Fanart inspired by "Hi, Spider! Welcome to the Resistance!" By CheeseSnack

Gift 🎁 for @anxiousdreamcore

#miles spider socorro #avatar frontiers of pandora #spider socorro #miles socorro #sarentu #zeswa clan #zakru #avatar

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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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The Lost Clan - Chapter 2

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Warnings: none

Pairings: neteyam x fem!sarentu reader

Notes: so no one is confused the war was short but the sarentu stayed "hidden" they just kept wandering for years, until the reader is about 18years old and they come out of hiding by going to the zeswa first.

all the navi clans had come to the conclusion that the rda desecrated the whole sarentu clan no one knew were they went they just disappeared off the maps. they search for their sister clan after the war only finding their camp destroyed, still having hope they continued their search but to no avail no one could find a trace.

a few years later...

your clan flew upon the backs of ikrans towards the upper plains as you got to the outskirts of their camp a warrior sounded the horn and the zeswa stopped what they were doing and walked towards the front of the camp. you watched with a smile on your face seeing the plains again, the direhorses, the sounds it was different you had temek land next to your fathers ikran before dismounting her.

the cheif of the zeswa stepped forward "brother, the sarentu have returned to share our stories" you father said with a large smile plastered on his face the zeswa made sounds of cheer "welcome home brother."

that night we sat near the fire having a feast because of your peoples return, you shared stories, memories with all these people that night was filled with many happy memories and even a bead was added to everyone's songcord a bead for the return of the sarentu.

you sat by the river watching as it moved never stopping even if it was only for a moment. the celebration being heard within limits behind you before you heard footsteps approaching you "what is bothering you, my dewdrop?" the sound of that nickname made you smile your father has always called you that "just thinking," he sat down next to you waiting for you to continue "about how much we've missed these pasted years, and how much pandora has changed."

your father smiled gently at you before giving you a hug "we sarentu are connected to the people, and to eywa, although it may seem like we've missed a lot we truly haven't, we are just like a river constantly in motion no matter. what lands in our path"

a week later your clan was on the move again and word travels fast but as do rumors, and these soon reached the ears of the omatikaya people.

it was dusk and neteyam was doing his best to help out around the new home tree with chores and traing to become the new clan leader and overheard two girls talking about these rumors "excuse me what did you say?" he asked the two girls "people are saying the sarentu have returned and are sharing their stories and songs once again, can you believe that is sounds almost to good to be true, the rda eliminated all of them didn't they?"

neteyam had already tuned the girls out his mind already clouded with memories of you both together how you to had become close in such short time, would he remember what you looked like, would you remember him, his mind was racing he was excited and scared. after he saw you and your sister in your father's arms and the rda soldier right behind he thought the worst, his assumptions were deemed correct when the hunting party came back saying the sarentu came was destroyed along with no sign of you and your people.

as he walked into his family's shared hut he heard his mother's gasp as jake told her the news that the sarentu had indeed returned "ma jake do you think this could be true?" he stood there for a minute thinking "possibly they could have ran off and hid from the rda and kept moving, but that'd be hard to do considering its the rda." jake said to neytiri.

neytiri went back to making her paste for the hunters wounds, jake went back to cleaning his gun, for a mission they had soon. neteyam stood there messing with his fruit as loak and spider we're doing dumb stuff.

after the conversation jake had with neytiri they stopped speaking both wondering if it was true or just a rumor, it seemed more likely the rda killed the whole clan that would make the most sense "jake-" neytiri was cut off at the sound of the horn being sounded by the warrior who was keeping watch.

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