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loaksky · 1 year

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the lowdown — the one where you and lo’ak are too stupid to be in love.

the who — lo’ak x fem omaticaya!reader

the word count — 3k

the tags & warnings — language (the usual), some angst with a disgustingly sweet resolution because everyone deserves happy endings aheh, lo'ak and reader are two big ol emotionally constipated bffs.

the notes — hello!! i'm back hehe. this is based on this request! <3

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Despite every voice of reason, you are green. Green with envy, green with greed.

For as long as your memory has served you, it’s always been you and Lo’ak. And while things had always seemed innocent enough, had been just two kids, two best friends, growing up together, things had started to shift.

It was well before the Sully’s and your family had sought out refuge with the Metkayina. Eyes had started to wander, hands started to linger. The two of you were treading such a fine line, teetering dangerously over the edge between just friends and something more. And you knew that he could feel it too, could see it in the way his pupils seemed to eclipse the gold of his irises.

But maybe you were mistaken. Maybe your intuition was failing you if his proximity to the olo’eyktan’s daughter was proof enough. And why wouldn’t he act on it? Tsireya was inexplicably beautiful, glowed with belonging, gentle, kind. She was the next tsahik and you were a forgettable face.

And it tears through your heart, how easy she’d seemed to wiggle her way into his heart.

Years upon years of you silently pleading that Lo’ak would finally see you was decimated with the single apparition of the Metkayina’s golden daughter.

It made you burn with rage, silently seethe with envy when you’d see him tailing her or vice versa. Made every bone in your body rattle every time you’d see a lingering touch.

“You’re steaming.”

Kiri’s voice is quiet, teasing, as you angrily puncture holes in the shells you’d collected for beadwork.

Like curtains drawing, your expression resigns, the furrow in your brows relaxing as you let go of the skinny sliver of steel.

“You did it!”

Tsireya’s voice tinkles through the air, giggles floating up the shore as she swims towards Lo’ak and grasps the hand holding up the empty half of a mollusk shell.

His smile is gooey, sweet, and you lick your bottom row of teeth before standing to your feet.

“Where are you going?” Kiri sighs, hand coming up to shade her eyes as she watches you brush sand off your legs and collect your things.

“No where,” you rush, then shrug. “I don’t know, anywhere.”

For the first time in weeks, Lo’ak is alone and Tsireya is no where to be found. You breathe a sigh of relief as you approach his hunched figure, toying with something in his lap as he grumbles to himself under the unrelenting beat of the sun.

“Lo’ak!” you call, treading through the mounds of sand to reach where he sits just outside of the shade of a banyan tree.

His spine stiffens as he peers over his shoulder and you shrink for a moment when you lock eyes. But then he flashes you such a genuine smile, you can’t help but feel like you’ve been caught in the snapshots of a moment where only the two of you exist.

“What are you doing?” you ask, eyes flitting to the chord wrapped around his fingers.

You don’t get a good look before he notices your gaze and quickly shoves it into the small woven bag next to him.

A lump lodges its way into your throat when you notice that the bag looks rather new, the one you’d made for him long before your arrival to Awa’atlu gone without a trace.

“Nothing,” he says quickly as you settle beside him, long legs stretched so that your toes line up with his.

You settle back against your palms, noting the way that Lo’ak is still tense.

“I miss you,” you admit softly, cheeks warming as you chance a glance at your friend. “Feel like we don’t talk anymore.”

A hum sounds from Lo’ak’s chest as he turns to face you. He studies your face momentarily and you flash him a close-lipped smile, hand coming up to tuck a beaded braid behind his ear.

He eases away as his gaze flutters over your shoulder and you don’t need to turn to know that Tsireya is approaching.

Damn this, damn it all.

“Sorry, ________,” he says shakily. “Gotta go.”

Your hand closes around his wrist as he slings the bag over his shoulder.

“Let’s meet here,” you offer. “Later tonight? I wanna spend time with you.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he agrees. “Sure.”

He stands to his feet quickly and you know that Tsireya’s right behind you when a shadow shades your seated figure.

“Hi, ________,” she chirps.

When you look up, she’s smiling, dimples denting her round cheeks. As Lo’ak goes to stand next to her, your heart shrivels because she shines so bright and they look like they belong together.

“See you later,” Lo’ak rushes, pulling Tsireya away by her arm.

You bite your lip, feeling the telltale burn behind the bridge of your nose, the sting of saline as tears sheen your eyes.

Their hips bump and Lo’ak chuckles, digging into his bag to produce the craft he was hiding from you a mere moments ago.

You barely hear Tsireya gasp, a faint “it’s beautiful” leaving her lips.

You angrily dash away the tears, grasping at the frayed potential of what the two of you could’ve been. But you steel your resolve, knowing that Lo’ak wasn’t even yours to mourn in the first place.

Something ferocious in the back of your brain told you that you should have expected it. Lo’ak was too caught up, too enamored with a fresh spark to remember his promise to you.

You felt stupid, standing near the same tree the two of you had occupied a few hours prior wearing your favorite beaded top, the one Lo’ak had told you made your freckles brighter.

You feel stupider when you take a seat, hoping that getting comfortable in the sand will draw him from whatever he’s doing.

And you feel like the stupidest girl in the world when you begin nodding off, only to be startled awake some time later when someone touches your shoulder gently.

“Lo’ak?” you hoarse, voice dry from disuse.

The oldest Sully gives you a sympathetic look.

“Why don’t we get you get you to sleep,” he says quietly, fingers threading through yours to help you to your feet.

Humiliation floods your system as you and Neteyam walk side by side through the quieting night.

You decide, in that moment, to fold your hand, allowing the fate of your friendship with Lo’ak to spindle like a wisp of smoke.

He’s finally ready.

The small macrame pouch that holds the piece he labored over day in and day out, had pricked the pads of his fingers and strained his eyes, weighs heavy like the weight of his feelings for you.

“Just like how we practiced,” Tsireya reminds him, hand coming up to squeeze his shoulder. “It’s there, Lo’ak. Everyone sees it.”

He hopes so.

Because every moment leading up to this has been agonizing, has made him wrack every memory in his brain to analyze the inevitability of you and him. You’re everything to him, and he’s almost embarrassed to admit that, recently, as the chemistry between you two has started to heighten, he’s become nervous.

You make him nervous. Make his diaphragm tighten with each hitched breath, and his cheeks incorrigibly hot. Because every time he sees you, you’re no longer his gangly best friend he’d grown up with, but a blossoming, achingly beautiful young woman that he’d do atrocious things to catch the attention of.

The little pouch he grasps tightly holds his grand gesture, and he hopes it’ll speak volumes.

“She’s coming,” Tsireya says, peeking over his shoulder.

He swallows hard, blowing a shaky breath through rounded lips as he turns to face you head on.

He expects you to light up, to meet him halfway as he tries to muster enough confidence in his stride, but you barely bat an eye and every ounce of certainty seems to dissipate like sea foam.

“Hey,” he greets, smile unsure as he holds the pouch behind his back.

You don’t even stop, continuing your trek across the beach.

“Hi.”

He blinks at your retreating figure, gaze flitting to his coach for reassurance. Tsireya nods eagerly, tilting her head in your direction in encouragement.

He jogs to catch up with you, fingers closing around your elbow. He’s shocked when you jerk away from him, something indiscernible twitching through your features as you shift to make distance.

“Where you going?” he asks, scratching the back of his neck.

“For a swim,” is all you say, tangible silence cocooning you as you glance over his shoulder.

He opens his mouth to say something, but you cut him off.

“I’m in a rush,” you say quickly. “And I think you’ve got someone waiting on you.”

When Lo’ak’s brows furrow and he tosses a look over his shoulder, he finds Tsireya still watching the two of you eagerly,

“No, she’s just—“

You’re already meters away from him when he turns back around, words dying on his tongue as his fist tightens through the loops of the pouch.

You’re avoiding him, he realizes, when he starts seeing less and less of you.

It makes his mind race, makes him wonder what had transpired for you to withdraw from him. Insecurity begins to rear its ugly head, solidifying when a few nights after he’d tried and failed to get you alone.

There’s a bonfire and all of the villagers your age are celebrating with fruits and a swim. He’s sat by himself, staving off anyone who tries to take the empty space next to him with a glare so deathly.

You don’t plop down next to him like you usually would, though, shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip. Instead, you’re lowering yourself onto the large stone next to Neteyam, smiling softly as he shears a chunk of fruit for you.

The pouch he’d been meaning to gift you the past week is tucked away safely in his bag, gifted from you and reinforced with new binding around the strap. It feels like it’s burning hole because it’s not where it belongs with you.

You throw your head back in quiet laughter, shoulders shaking at something his older brother says and it takes everything inside of him not to visibly roll his eyes from across the fire.

“Well?”

Someone has taken residence in the seat he’s saved for you, and his hardened jaw softens when he sees Tsireya’s curious gaze peering back at him.

“Well what?” he huffs.

“Have you said anything?” she asks.

“No,” he answers petulantly, sneaking another glance to find that whatever you’re talking about has Neteyam enraptured. “Never see her, every time we do cross paths, she’s running off.”

“Well…” Tsireya trails off. “She’s right there.”

And perhaps she’s right. You are right there, not even three meters from him, but you look devastating in firelight and the gleam of your smile rivals the stars in the night sky. In this moment, he has never felt so far away, so unsure of something in his life.

At first, he was certain, could feel it in the way your gaze was liquid when you’d spend time alone, could feel it when accidental touches lingered, then became blatant displays of affection. You were all his, he just needed to seal the deal. But now, he feels like he’s grossly misread the situation.

From meeting up with Tsireya who’d confronted him about his feelings when she’d seen you two and the way he hesitated during a kiss waiting to happen, to handpicking every single bead, jewel and shell to string through the piece he was making.

He’d spent so much time trying to find the words to mean it, but they sit heavy like stones moored to the pit of his stomach.

“I don’t know anymore,” Lo’ak whispers, shrugging his shoulders.

Despite his own aching heart, Tsireya looks wounded, the biggest supporter when it came down to the two of you.

“Why?” she asks. “Don’t you…don’t you–”

“I think I read us wrong.” It’s like acid, thinking that maybe he’d read between the wrong lines.

Tsireya scoffs.

“Definitely not,” she giggles. “Don’t lose a good thing, Lo’ak.”

His eyes flit to you again, stomach caving when the juice of the fruit spills from the corner of your lips and Neteyam shamelessly thumbs it away.

It’s his final straw, standing so quickly, everyone who’d been engrossed in their own bubbles have now shifted their attention to the sudden movement.

He’s crossing the circle, fingers circling your wrist as he swiftly pulls you to your feet and leaves the fire with you and his bag in tow.

“Lo’ak,” you huff as he pulls you far from wandering eyes and piqued ears.

He doesn’t relent until you’re digging your heels into the sand, his name like venom on your tongue.

“Lo’ak, you’re hurting me,” you bite.

He snaps away likes he’s been burned, expression unreadable as he turns to face you.

“What’s going on between you and Neteyam?” he blurts, chest heaving.

Your gaze is narrowed, lips pursed as you glare up at him.

“Nothing,” you retort.

“That didn’t look like nothing,” he argues, then his gaze melts and he’s blinking like he’s trying to salvage the clarity in the situation. “What’s going on?”

“I just told you—”

“With us?”

Now you look confused, features pinched as the breeze rustles your skirt.

“What do you mean us?” You say it like you can’t fathom the idea of you and him and it makes all of the emotions simmer dangerously.

“Are you really gonna do this?” he asks quietly.

“Do what?” you parrot, obviously vexed with the back forth.

“Act like there’s nothing between us!” he shouts so thunderously, you recoil, eyes wide and searching his.

“Is there?” you ask incredulously.

“Don’t play stupid.” His voice shakes and something is blooming in your chest.

“You’re the one who’s stupid,” you whisper.

Lo’ak scrubs peeved hands down his face, finally exploding with the words that have been teeming his brain.

“You’re right!” he agrees bitterly. “I am stupid. Stupid for ever thinking that you’d see me the same way I see you!”

You freeze, watching as he unravels.

“Stupid for wasting my time trying to get it right, for reading into every stupid time you’d look at me like we could be something more and so fucking stupid for thinking you’d give us a shot!”

Your throat bobs audibly.

“But Tsi–”

“What about her?” he cries out. “Why do you have to worry about everything else but you and me?”

“Why are you here with me when you should be with her?” you finally shout, all the envy and rage finally coming to a head. “Why are we even–“

“What are you– Why would I want to be with her with it’s always been you?”

The words cling to the air, completely unveiled, no room to be misconstrued.

It’s always been you.

“I spend all my time with her trying to get this right,” he says quietly. “Trying to get us right.”

Your heart is beating like a war drum in your chest.

“Why are you so blind?” he huffs. “Why can’t— Why can’t you just want me back?”

The first tear falls and Lo’ak thinks he’s really gone and done it now. But honestly, truly, it’s because you realize you’ve had it all wrong this entire time.

Lo’ak, your sweet sweet boy, was just severely misunderstood. Had finally encountered someone nearly as soft as you and took the opportunity not to learn about her, but learn about you. About what you could like, what he could do to secure a future with you.

As he digs through his bag, your breath is still caught in your throat. He grabs your hand a moment later, depositing a macrame pouch into your sweaty palm.

“Here,” he grunts, resigned. “Made this for you.”

He doesn’t even wait as you turn it over into your other hand, fingers trembling as you unravel an anklet made with care.

You know you can’t let it end like this. Like salt in the wind, you’d tasted a mere flutter of what it was like to want and be wanted.

“Wait, Lo’ak,” you whimper. “Wait.”

He stops, still facing the fire in the distance.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” you ask softly, closing the distance so that your bodies are a hairsbreadth from each other.

Like muscle memory, your forehead connects with the expanse between his shoulder blades, the warmth of his skin finally feeling like home after so many weeks of reserve.

“I didn’t think I had to,” he admits, tension melting from his shoulders when he feels how close you are. “I thought you felt it too.”

“I do,” you affirm after a beat. “Of course I do.”

He turns to face you, eyes hazy as you bow your head in embarrassment.

You’d been so cold, so foolish when all you had to do was see. You clutch the anklet, beads blurring as you imagine Lo’ak toiling over the intricate threading.

“I love it,” you whisper.

I love you, is a silent insinuation and Lo’ak can’t help the way the corners of his lips turn up.

“I was hoping you would,” he swallows. “I wanted it to mean something, so I made an anklet so that…you know…”

Maybe you really were stupid but no, you didn’t know.

You blink up at him and his shoulders shake with a laugh.

“Means that even if I’m not with you physically–” He smiles, hand coming up to your face. “I’ll be with you every step of the way.”

The sentiment makes you go soft, fingers twitching hesitantly as you reach for his own.

You’re opening your mouth to say something, but you’re cut off with a loud groan.

“Dude, just kiss already!” You think it’s Kiri and Lo’ak is throwing the nastiest glare over his shoulder as your smile widens.

He’s gearing up for a snarky retort to his sister, but you’re pushing up on your toes and your hands find purchase on his shoulders and with your faces millimeters apart, it seems like everything seems to shift to stillness.

You hear the way his throat bobs and you breathe a laugh through your nose.

“Let me kiss you?” you ask quietly.

He licks his lips before nodding once.

“Yeah,” he breathes. “Please.”

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professional-yapper · 5 months

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Lo'ak x Reader

(first x reader constructive criticism welcomed 🩷)

Rage

You'd been butting heads with Aonung as long as you could remember.

It began when you were kids. It began with squabbling over who's toy was whose. And over the years it had evolved into... Well, it hadn't evolved much. You still fought like little kids, coming to blows more often than not.

But the first time you'd been really, truly angry with him was only recently. It was the kind of angry that makes you sick to your core, the kind that makes you shake, like the very essence of your being is trying to shake off your mortal body and strangle the living daylights out of whatever is making you angry.

Which was Aonung.

It'd been a pretty average day, in all honesty. You'd woken up late, gone for a swim, settled on making your way over to Tsireya's to see if she wanted to go for a walk with you and see what the tide brought in.

But as you were making your way over, you spotted the Sullies down on the beach. Newcomers from the forest. You didn't have much to do with them beyond helping Tsireya teach them a little of the Metkayina way here and there. But you knew them well enough to recognise that it was Lo'ak and Kiri down on the beach.

Which was, of course, nothing worth commenting on. If it weren't for the fact that Aonung and his little idiots were circling them, taunting them, wisps of cruel words and laughter floating up to where you stood.

You sucked in a breath, staring, taking in the situation and wondering if beating Aonung's ass was the right way to go. After all, you knew why he was picking on them. Not because they were Omaticaya.

Well... maybe a little because they were Omaticaya. But mostly because of the strange hair on their brows and the extra fingers on their hands.

You honestly hadn't thought much of it. You knew it meant demon blood, but you were sheltered and so what that could entail meant nothing to you.

You stood on the walkway and all you saw were kids that you sort of knew, kids that you liked well enough, kids that definitely didn't deserve the shit they kept getting.

And, you reflected, stepping off the walkway and onto the sand, if your determination to do something in their defense had something to do with the fact that Lo'ak had the biggest, brightest golden eyes you'd ever seen, that was nobody's business but your own.

And if the way he looked at you was your only motivation for even bothering to help teach them, well, that was your secret too.

So you marched down the sand, shoved one of Aonung's stupid friends aside and demanded to know what Aonung thought he was doing.

"Aw, come to defend the freaks?" Aonung cooed, smiling at you with sharp teeth, like you were supposed to be afraid of him and like you didn't know he'd wet the bed periodically when he was eight.

You stepped forward and shoved him hard in the chest. "Why are you always such a dick?!" you demanded, feeling hot and prickly as you always did when you interacted with him, and also because you could feel Lo'ak watching you, eyes burning into the back of your head as you defended him and his sister.

"Why are you so determined to defend them?" Aonung fired back, getting in your face, shoving you in return. Oh, he knew. He definitely knew. His eyes were glittering in that way they did when he had secrets to share.

There was no way he wasn't going to expose you right now. Tell whoever was in earshot that you always stared at Lo'ak when he went by, not for any reason you could pinpoint. Tell whoever cared to listen that the only reason you were even nice to the Sullies was because you didn't want to upset Lo'ak, which wasn't the most pure of motivators but it couldn't be as bad as being an outright bully like Aonung, right?

So you decided you weren't going to give him the chance to tell everything you'd kept secret, safe, tucked tightly under your ribs next to a heart that asked why you didn't understand that you liked Lo'ak.

You swung, fist connecting with Aonung's smile in a bright spark of pain. He made a weird noise and fell back, too surprised to retaliate. You didn't know why. He should've expected it. You always ended up punching him. Or vice versa.

But you didn't give him the chance to recover, jumping on him, tackling him into the shallows, wincing at the sand rasping against your knees and elbows and the water going up your nose for a brief moment as Aonung threw you off-

You wondered if you were doing this to stop him from bullying the Sullies, or for your own selfish reasons. Probably the latter, you concluded with resignation as you went for him again, hands halfway between claws and fists, like you were stuck between popping his eyes out or just punching him again.

You settled on strangling him, in fact, sitting on his chest and smacking his head on the ground with enthusiasm, blood falling from your face and spattering on his. Weird. You didn't even realise you'd been hit.

Aonung bucked up against you, trying to throw you off, his hands hitting at you, not proper punches that landed, more slaps than anything as he realised you were definitely going to choke him until something went seriously wrong.

"Bitch," he spluttered at you through the blood weeping from his nose, clawing at your forearms. "Crazy fucking bitch-"

"Teach you not to be such a fucking prick all the time," you snarled, knowing damn well you were just showing off at this point even if you didn't register it at the time.

Then, finally, his friends jumped to his defense, grabbing at you, your hair, your tail, dragging you off. You couldn't fathom why they'd taken so long to take action, but they did with vigour.

The one dragging you by your hair didn't get much of a chance to really have a go at you, however, as deep blue flashed across your vision and Lo'ak socked the guy holding you. Right in the throat, by the sounds of it.

Then Lo'ak's hands were curling around your arms, hauling you to your feet as gently as could be expected given the circumstances. He pulled you back a few steps, away from Aonung and his friends. The two still standing seemed un-inclined to attack again, eyes darting between Aonung and their friend, both of whom were wheezing on the ground.

"You alright?" Lo'ak huffed, golden eyes searching your face. You stared for a moment, taking in his features. You'd never been this close to him before, so you supposed you could be granted a little leniency regarding your late response.

"Yeah. You?" you returned breathlessly, though you didn't think he'd been touched beyond being prodded and shoved.

"Yeah," he nodded, swallowing dryly, looking back towards Aonung and his friends.

"We should go," his sister Kiri interrupted, folding her arms.

Lo'ak's hands immediately dropped from your arms as she spoke and he went a little purple. Was he blushing? A little thrill went through you at the idea. "Yeah, let's go," he said, turning, taking a step and waiting for you and Kiri to follow. "That was hardcore, what you did," he added to you as you started walking alongside him, shoulders bumping briefly.

"Thanks," Kiri added a little begrudgingly, but there was genuine appreciation in her face. Not that you really thought you deserved it, because who beat someone up to impress their crush? It was dumb.

But you'd done it anyway, and you decided you would've done it a thousand times over anyway, as you felt Lo'ak take your hand and squeeze it firmly without saying a word, all three of you moving slowly back towards the village.

(man this is actually horrendous)

Part two >

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icequeenlila · 9 months

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Neteyam was wronged

This whole post is my point of view on things. Just an opinion. If you get offended you are a child.

Look at him. Look at the suppressed anger in his eyes.

Just a few more years. A few more years for him to grow up, to become his own person, to gain more confidence and he wouldn't take this shit anymore. He wouldn't just duck his head when his parents ask "Where have you been?". Wouldn't apologize after hearing "You are his older brother. You are supposed to look after him.". Bc it's not his fucking fault that his parents lack in taking care of their children.

It's not his fault that Jake is unable to keep Lo'ak in check. That man is so emotionally cut off to his youngest son, that he can't even understand why he is behaving the way he is. He get's so frustrated with Lo'ak, bc he can't understand his motivations, his feelings. Bc, he doesn't put in the effort to just talk! To ask! To try to understand!

Is he entitled to tell Lo'ak off after he screwed up? Yes, of course he is. But that's just not how it works. There are two sides. Discipline, yes. Jake is good at that. But you also have to give your kids confidence, you have to reassure them, make them feel save. So, they will have the trust and confidence to talk to you, to reach out to you when they feel they need help or just love. Bc they are kids. Kids want their parents' love. No matter their age.

Just fucking talk to your children or the result will be this. You'll have a misbehaving child, you just can't figure out, bc basically you don't know them.

I'm getting a bit off the tracks but hear me out, pls.

Jake is trying. I know he does. And it's okay to make mistakes, bc it's just impossible to do everything right. Especially in parenting. But what's not okay, is to blame your mistakes onto someone else. Onto your oldest child. Bc Neteyam is their fucking child. Their child!

I'm repeating myself, bc Jake and Neytiri just seem to have forgotten that Neteyam is not responsible for his younger siblings. At least not to the extend his parents are expecting of him. He is the oldest but he is a child nevertheless. Their child. And he deserves to be treated as such. He deserves to get parented and not to be the parent.

May I remind you that Neteyam was the only person, who even noticed that Lo'ak was missing? I mean HELLO! The boy was missing for almost a day. It's literally night and neither Jake nor Neytiri think it suspicious their son isn't home yet. And still Neteyam get's scolded for not looking after his brother, despite him being the only one to notice bis absence?

What. The. Fuck.

They are at war, yes. They have all kinds of problems and things to take care of and like I said, everyone makes mistakes. But Jake and Neytiri decided to have kids, they decided to bring them into this world, to adopt Kiri. So, they are stuck with being their fucking parents. Not Neteyam! He didn't have a word in this and still he gets pushed into the parental role.

War. Yes. But as a parent you are always responsible for your children. You. Nobody else. Especially not your oldest child. Bc they are a child.

Neteyam is a child. Mostly grown up but still their child. Child! Child!

I just want to scream that into Jake and Neytiri's face. There were cute moments in the movie, yes. But most of their interactions just made me mad.

Just a few more years and Neteyam would've been able to step up for himself. Bc at some point you just realize how wrong the family dynamics are. But for that you need experience, you need time.

Neteyam didn't have time.

I'll probably make a part 2 on Lo'ak.

And a part for the whole "Who's fault is it" thing, bc that shit is fucked up.

Like I said, comment if you have something to say, but be kind. I will be kind in return.

Have a nice day and bye✨💙

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frogletscribe · 4 months

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I finished the main story of A:FoP last night and I have more thoughts but don't want to spoil anything for anyone who is not there yet so im putting them under the cut again lol. Also a lot of this gets into like general Avatar lore things and not always specifically A:FoP. I just have a lot of thoughts and not a lot of people to talk to about it lmao.

Warning: this is very long, i am apologizing now if you choose to read the whole thing.

Spoilers for Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora under the cut

TEYLAN oh my god my boy. He scared me so bad when he showed up again but I'm so glad he had a hand in stopping Mercer. It felt like such a moment of growth for him finaly setting himself free of his abuser. Poor guy feels so guilty about everything that happened, and I'm very nervous about whenever Nor comes back in future DLC stuff because he still doesn't know that Teylan 'betrayed' them. Especially after everything with Alma.

Speaking of Alma, I have somewhat mixed feelings about her story? Obviously the Sarentu have every right to be pissed at her, I am pissed at her, she used them (and honestly is still using them) to ease her own guilt. What bothers me is the "You will never be one of us" rhetoric? Mostly because it makes me think of Jake and the Sully kids (Lo'ak and Kiri specifically) who all are/look more like Avatars rather than Na'vi. It makes me wonder how the Sarentu would react to them? The situations are very different, Jake gave up almost everything that made him human to live as a Na'vi where Alma has stayed human, albeit unhealthily attached to her Avatar form. Jake worked to earn his place with the Na'vi where Alma is trying to take it from this group of children she has been lying to from the very start.

But more than that, her still talking as if she was a part of their family at the end made me so mad. I don't think Nor had a good reaction to her by any means, stabbing her was definitely not good, and it leaves all of the other humans scared of him but like,,, i'm on his side tbh. His anger is justified, he's just not coping with it in healthy ways. Like at least the Sarentu did shut her down, Alma is not a part of their family by the end, but giving her the grace they did at the end i think was more than she deserved. Idk, I am glad that they are able to be the bigger persons (pun not intended lol) and move forward, I'm just not a fan of forgiving a person who was partially responsible for the murder of your entire family?

Back to Nor. He is such an interesting character to have next to Ri'nela and So'lek. His anger is palpable and it has nowhere to go. He refuses to connect to Eywa again because he feels he has been poisoned by TAP and humans as a whole and it colors everything he does. He copes with his pain by ignoring it until it becomes too much and he snaps.

And then there is Ri'nela, who is also clearly hurt by everything that comes to light about the Sarentu and TAP, but she is so much more reserved about it. She has a really lovely audio log about how she feels the need to set her own emotions aside so she can take care of others and their emotions. You can really tell how much pressure she puts on herself to be that emotional stability for others. Still she works through it and at the very least tries to talk with the Protag about it in a much more healthy way than Nor does.

Compare that to So'lek, who is similarly reserved in is emotions to Ri'nela, but less to protect others and more to protect himself. Hopefully we will get a little more insight into his character with the comics coming out, but So'lek is i think very similar to Nor in a lot of ways. His clan was wiped out in the Great War, and he was the only survivor to not assimilate into another clan, and we can assume, i think, that those other survivors were most likely children and other non-warriors, either too old or unable to fight for whatever reason. He is entirely alone by choice, and he is angry, but he keeps it together.

So'lek sees the bigger picture, he knows that the resistance is the one other group that's actually fighting back (Besides Jake and the Omatikaya), even if its entirely a group of humans, who we can assume he is not terribly fond of in general. He makes a point of saying the RDA is what needs to be removed from Pandora, not humans. He knows how to separate his allies instead of generalizing 'all humans bad', something Nor is implied to struggle with at least a little. That is especially clear when So'lek calls Nor out after he stabs Alma. But that still doesn't negate how angry So'lek is and is capable of being. He says it after HQ is attacked, he is trying not to follow Nor and his rage. He knows that if he has that conversation with Nor, it will be very easy for him to let his rage consume him as well.

Given that Nor is pretty much gone from the game after he stabs Alma, I'm hoping that in the upcoming DLC we get to find him? Maybe he is being an angry loner out on the woods or if he has found other missing TAP students? There are 4 mentioned in game, either by name (Ri'nela asks where two of them, Telisi and Yefti, are at the very start of the game, and 2 more are mentioned in TAP School Records, Okni and Yuayt) Of course they could all have died while the main four were in cryosleep, 15 years have passed and if they werent with that group when Alma saved them, theres no telling what exactly has happened to them. I just think it could be cool for them to pop up and join back up with the Sarentu.

On, like, an entirely different note, the joy it gives me that there are multiple nonbinary characters! Ahh!!! I think right now the only ones are Tsu'kiri from the Aranahe and Okul from the Kame'tire, at least that I have found, but the way that they are handled, I really really love. They are both just people! Existing in the world! As a nonbinary person myself i also really appreciate the game using they/them for the protagonist and letting you flavor your character however you want so that you aren't locked into male/female like so many games tend to do.

Getting into less A:FoP specific and more general lore territory: Something else I found really interesting while digging around on the wiki is that Mokasa is not the Olo'eyktan? He is listed as Anufi's chief advisor, which made him a sort of stand in Olo'eyktan while she was exiling herself, but he isn't actually the Olo'eyktan the way Ka'nat and Nesim are for their respective clans. Even on the wiki, the Olo'eyktan for the Kame'tire is labeled as Unknown. At most we get Okul being named ? Tsakarem? Thats at least what I took from it. But it makes me curious about the other clans and their leadership (also just very curious about them in general lol). There are 16 clans that we know of (that are all still canon) but we really have only really in depth explored 6 of them in the whole series so far. (Just counting the movies and A:FoP right now because I do not have access to the comics or I think the like one? other games that is still canon) Idk im interested in more Olo'eyktan/Tsahik dynamics beyond just mated pairs like we have seen. Like the Zeswa sisters is really cool to me, or father/daughter dynamic with Ka'nat and Etuwa. Obviously, Jake, and later Tarsem, are not mated to Mo'at but there was the intention of Neytiri eventually taking over as Tsahik before the Sully's left, which would have continued the married couple leaders dynamic that we have been seeing.

We also know that Olo'eyktan don't always have to be men (See Nesim for the Zeswa and Ikneyi from the Tayrangi clan that we see in the first film), so then are there examples of male Tsahik somewhere? Okul being presumably named Tsakarem as a nonbinary/gender non-conforming character would imply that on some level, but im curious if we will ever see examples of it.

And finally, somebody has got to let me smooch the characters in this game PLEASE.

If you actually read all that kudos to you and thank you for indulging my screaming.

#atwow #avatar way of water #avatar frontiers of pandora #froglet rambles #frontiers of pandora #so'lek #afop #sarentu #teylan #ri'nela #nor #afop spoilers #frontiers of pandora spoilers #avatar the way of water #james cameron avatar

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ele-sme · 11 months

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I love you but fuck no

Au where Spider is brainwashed by the RDA, so during the final battle when Spider gets reunited with the others he doesn't go with them, although he doesn't let Neteyam die.

"Father don't!" Spider yells at Quaritch coming to him, he his dressed in RDA clothes and have a rifle tied to him.

Quaritch have Neteyam under his knife, the whole family there. At hearing Spider voice he hesitate for a second.

"Son, go away it's dangerous for you" Quaritch yells at Spider.

"Son? Father? Wtf bro kill that bastard" Lo'ak yells

"Father, please let's leave, don't leave me alone again" Spider begs Quaritch, he is sobbing and his voice craks at his last words.

"Spider?" Tuk say, almost not recognizing the human boy since he had now shorter hair and no blue paint in his body.

He didn't look at her, he just lower his head at the sound of Tuk voice.

"Dad i beg you" Spider said again "leave Neteyam alone, let's go away"

Quaritch seamed to think about that for a few seconds.

"Fuck it" he said and let go of Neteyam, who quickly got returned with his family.

"Spider!" Kiri yells and try to get Spider but Neytiri stops her.

Spider looks back at the confused and scared family.

He could see his once friends scared.

Kiri seemed to the point of run to him with her mother attached to her.

Lo'ak was confused.

Neteyam looked sad.

And,Tuk, oh little Tuk was crying, he couldn't bring himself to look at her for too long.

Great i made Tuk cry!

"I always tolded you! He is a demon" neytiri shouts bringing Spider back to reality.

Now his attention all on her and her mate, Neytiri looked at him with smug, now she was right and everyone could see it.

No,no,no that isn't right. She wasn't right, i deserved better.

"You called me demon for all my life!" Spider yells at her "I always been a good kid, and you always hated me for something i could control, you called me a demon for all my life, if I'm one, then let me act like it!"

Jake ears fall back to that answer, his face was full of guilty, Spider couldn't see that well enough since Quaritch picked him and with cupcake got away.

All of this happened in maybe three minutes but it was burned down on all of the family brains.

When they got back the first thing was that Tonowari kicked them out.

"You have one week Jakesulli then you need to go" he said and obviously Jake couldn't do anything if not accepting.

As soon that all kids were in bed, Jake and Neytiri got on the beach, looking at the beautiful dark sky.

"I always told you" Neytiri begins "he was a demon at this was only a matter of time"

" 'Tiri no" he stops her, couldn't listen to her anymore.

"He was always a good kid, remember? He wasn't like this, they brainwashed him."

"They just reviled what was he hiding" She was trying to continue with her words full of hate.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Jake eyes were now on her " he was the most good kid i ever met in my life, he prepared food for us for the first six months after Tuk was born, he always spented time with our kids!"

"They were the ones to spent time with him-" she tried to speak but Jake wasn't letting her have it

"Neytiri let's be honest, no one in the clan wanted to spent time with our kids! All the kids were convinced our kids were freaks! Spider, that kid, was always there when they needed him." Jake responds harshly to Neytiri

She was silent. Only the waves could be hear, but Jake wasn't willing to stop.

"You can really see only that? Only the skin? I was human too, how can you look at me? Don't i disgust you?"

"Obviously i don't think of you this way, i love you, i see you"

"You can? Can you really see me? Because I'm thinking that you can only see this blue body"

"Jake-"

"Neytiri can you please do a thing for me? Stay here and think of all the good memories you can find of Spider, I'm inside" and with that Jake entered the Marui leaving Neytiri alone on the beach.

It took all night, all night for Jake to see Neytiri again.

It was early morning and the kids were now awake.

Neytiri enters the Marui and had tears on her cheeks, her looks made Jake shiver.

Did she?

After a quick hug from Tuk, she toke her arms up for Jake.

He quickly embrace her, she was sobbing on him, all of their kids watching one of the most vulnerable moments of their mother life.

"What have we done? What have i done?"

This is maybe an hard read and I'm sorry if you finded it difficult, I'm actully trying to start writing using the present so maybe for some time i might write difficult stories to read, I'm so sorry.

#avatar 2 #avatar spider #miles spider socorro #jake sully #neytiri #avatar #neteyam #spider sully #kiri #avatar tuk #tuk sully #tuk tuk #tuktirey #lo'ak sully

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fun-k-board · 1 year

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-SPOILERS AHEAD-

AVATAR : WAY OF WATER headcanons

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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dirtytransmasc · 1 year

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Just reading you about spider and agreeing he deserve better. Srsly my heartaches for him and everyone in the fandom painting him being a bad guy is too much like his gray character guys.

but what I notice from him he will never be truly accepted by the two species both humans and na'vi for the human's his to na'vi or (savage) and to the na'vi his the constantly reminder of what the human's did to their people and land and I cry for him for that. His just a kid who wants to be belonged and accepted but always getting rejected.

And what pisses me off is to those people who blamed spider for bringing the rda to the metkayina when in fact it was signal from norm and max got detected by the rda signal. And Jake also pissed me off saying that spider might betray them for telling where they are like sir that kid is literally a ride or die like did he ever think that the how dangerous humans are especially a military one those people will torture for info when like sir your was once a soldier you know how brutal they are? Did he not even think what will they do to spider a kid? Imagine if quaritch didn't step up that boy brain will melted off. So yes spider deserved better

spiders such a good kid, that like, yeah, by human nature he just wants to be accepted, but like, he so clearly tries to suppress it. like sure, he wears his hair like jake, paints blue stripes on himself, holds himself like they do, but we never see him actually try and force himself into their lives. he follows kiri and lo'ak around because they're his friends and they love him, but other then that, he tries to slink into the background and be useful. he doesn't want to be a burden, a reminder, one with the humans. he literally would do anything, sacrifice anything for the na'vi. he did one thing for himself (saving his father, who was one of the first, if not only adults to ever care about him in his entire life) after years of putting his wants and needs aside, and he gets absolutely shit on. like he's just a baby, who will never fit in anywhere, who "doesn't want" to fit in anywhere (cause 99% of humans suck and he doesn't want to hurt the na'vi anymore than he already does for existing.) and he's just hurting.

I think spider's gonna burn out by the end of these movies. not in the going villain or rouge sort of way, but I think we're definitely gonna see a breaking point where he's just done. cause it has to be so hard to keep going like that for years.

he's gotten kidnapped, tortured, dragged around by the rda, forced to watch brutal tulkun hunts and village raids, watched a sibling die to save him, gotten held at knife point by someone who should be like his mother, knowing she might kill him. he has given his all, and still just kept rolling with the punches like they didn't hurt. and still, everyone seems to expect the worst of him.

and that comment from jake, I took it two separate ways, but I guess they could both coexist;

he didn't trust spider to protect his family, despite the kids undying love and devotion for them, even after he was shown nothing but hate.

and/or

he knew they were going to break the poor kid and get what they wanted from him, no matter what it took.

I don't know which one makes me feel more sick. the thought that jake thought so lowly of spider, or the fact that he knowingly abandoned him to that fate. even if jake wasn't the kids guardian, he could have at least given enough of a shit to feign worrying about him, or mourning spider capture. I understand having to make harsh decisions like valuing the life of many over one (doesn't make it anymore palatable, but y'know, military politics) but like, he didn't give a single shit. that's what bothered me the most. they just forgot about the kid.

with what james cameron has said, I think things are going to start sorta looking up for our boy, but I don't have the most hope he's gonna get a truly 'happy' ending. I think so much damage has been done already, that spiders always gonna be that character that breaks my heart.

#sorry for such a late response #my brains starting to work again #miles socorro #spider socorro #avatar the way of water #avatar 2 #miles spider socorro

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neteyamsheart123 · 1 year

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Blue and Grey (Part 1)- Kiri x Fem Reader! Human!

Mature: No

Requested: Yes

Fluff: Yes

Angst: maybe, a little bit ;)

Pandora is so much more than the biology and the greed it had portrayed itself as for so long to the sky people. It's so much more than all of it. It's about reading the trails, the tracks of the land, the tiniest scents and sounds. There is this constant flow of energy within everything: the spirits of animals, of the Omatikaya, and the way it all connects with the planet.

That deep connection of the forest resides with the people. I remember Grace talking about that network of energy and how it flows between all living things. She said that all energy is only borrowed and one day it has to be given back, which means, life is a lone from death.

I wrote all of my findings and information I could gather from nearby sources in my journal. As I was sitting on my desk, chewing my pen and thinking about what to write, my attention was suddenly diverted to Norm and Max who were fiddling around the computers.

"What are you doing?"

"Setting up Grace's old logs..." Norm answered, sparing me a glance, "...Jake's kids will be here any minute and his oldest daughter loves to watch Grace."

Jake Sully. The great Toruk Makhto who led a huge war against the sky people, leading Na'vi to their victory. I had heard his stories and how he used to be a past dream walker like us, but his soul was completely transferred to his Avatar through Eywa and now he is a full Na'vi.

Born to two scientists who had ill fates and died during that war, my newborn self was left to Norm and Max to be taken care of. Max told me that Jake used to come and hold me for hours frequently, and how Neytiri, the one who used to resent sky people, would put me to sleep whenever I was too cranky.

Speaking of them, their kids have become my best friends and my only companion on this planet. Growing up together on the planet, even in completely different environments, our friendship remained strong.

And one of them even caught my heart.

Kiri. Jake Sully's eldest adopted daughter, Grace's biological daughter.

Whenever she visits the lab, she is always charming me with her beautiful smile and her green eyes, her sparkly whirlpools of orbs were as deep as the ocean. I was the closest to her, there was no specific reason, at least to her, but it was for me.

I had a crush on Kiri. A huge one I am talking about.

Sometimes, I'd find myself staring at her endlessly, like an idiot as she would keep on telling me stories and great valours of her people and Eywa, the Greath Mother.

Once, Kiri caught me staring at her, and she giggled when I tried to play it cool, her cheeks were a beautiful purple colour as her freckles would glow, like stars shining.

I knew it wasn't possible for me to stay with her the rest of my life, I won't have so much oxygen to survive on. Besides, with Kiri as beautiful and talented she is, she deserves a much better mate than me. I am pretty sure she's not into girls.

Maybe.

"HEY Y/N!" the door slammed open, revealing my friends, Lo'ak's eventful greeting made me drop my pen, "...my Dude where are you?!"

"Can you shut it down, Skxwang!" Kiri hissed, my heart started beating fast as soon as I heard her sweet, lilting voice, "...she's there, look!"

"Y/N!"

I smiled and turned back from my chair to the youngest Sully, Tuk, opening my arms for her hug. She's the cutest Na'vi kid I've seen till now, and the way her golden ambre eyes stared at me with all the admiration she has always melted my heart. I loved how she is so curious about everything on earth and how many questions she conjures up for me to solve them.

"Hey guys!" I smiled at my friends, greeting each of them with a hug. Neteyam's quite a gentleman, he's okay with one sided hug. Lo'ak's a whole different boy, he's very comfortable with me so he doesn't hesitate to squeeze me in both of his strong arms while pressing me to his chest.

And Kiri....

Oh God this girl will be the death of me...

She wraps her arms around me warmly, engulfing me to her chest where I could feel her heart, suddenly beating at a very hard pace, as if a racehorse. Her tail wraps around my calf, the tip of it tickling my inner thigh as I inhaled a sharp breath, gently pulling away before I lose control on myself.

Oh Kiri...

"Come..." I chuckled, holding her hand as she smiled back at me, "...come, everything's ready for you."

We left the boys and little Tuk to explore the lab as me and Kiri went our way to Grace's room, her Avatar was still lying in the incubator filled with liquid. Kiri ran up to the incubator and climbed up on it, her eyes glowing down at Grace with tears brimming in them.

"Hi Ma..." she whispered, as I went out for a while to give her a little space, closing the door behind me.

"How are you feeling, Ma? You are safe with Y/N, I know, she'll always protect you. She's not like those sky demons, she loves us, she loves our land. Ma, you'd have loved her just as I do. I want her to stay with us and me forever, but she hasn't got an Avatar body."

Kiri sighed, smushing her cheek against the glass wall as her eyes trained on Grace's floating figure, her tears slowly dropped on the glass casket.

"I love her, Ma..." she sobbed softly, "...I fell in love with her. I fell in love with a sky person, Mom and Dad perhaps wouldn't agree on being mates with her. It doesn't even matter, Ma, she won't be able to survive here."

She sighed as she wiped her tears away, climbing down and then walking over to the computer, wondering how'd she open it and see her Mum's logs. And that's when I entered, making her look at me and smile.

"Hey Kiri..." I walked over to her, and was about to say something when I noticed her tear-stained cheeks. I frowned and pulled her towards me, cupping her cheeks and I leaned forward to examine her properly for any injuries if she had got.

"Why have you been crying, Kiri?"

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