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dhysis · 2 months

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Please consider some of the stupider appearances of the Thanator

thank you

#avatar #james cameron avatar #thanator #palulukan #na’vi #afop #atwow #frontiers of pandora

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dreamywriter143 · 1 year

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hey! could u do a neyetam sully x reader where shes kinda shy and she wants to show him something and she leads him to her palulukan or thanator which is her friend

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Paring: Neteyam x Reader

Genre: FLUFF, Teeny Tiny Angst, Jealously, CuteNeteyam, ShyReader, Missunderstandings.

Summary: Y/n, Kiri’s best friend is very soften spoken and shy. She caught Neteyam’s eye upon first contact. He starts to worry as he notices her lack of presence recently. And he’ll do whatever he can to figure out why.

Word count: 2.9k

A/N: Hi Anon! Thank you for your request!! I had a lot of fun with this one, I added a TINY bit of jealousy/Angst because the idea of Neteyam getting jealous over a Palulukan is adorable! I hope I did your request justice! Enjoy ❤️❤️

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Neteyam felt worry settle deep within his stomach as his eyes jump from Na’vi to Na’vi during the communal dinner. He desperately searched for a specific female amongst the crowd, only to come up empty. He couldn’t figure out where she was, the girl in question who had been occupying his thoughts regularly as of late.

“Neteyam?” Kiri calls for her brothers attention, carefully taking a bite of her fruit.

She watched her brothers tail twitch stiffly. As if he was on alert. His eyes roamed around the crowd before him, squinting as if to zoom into the crowd. His ears twitch to the sound of her voice as he reluctantly turns to face her, his bowl of fruit left untouched within his grasp.

“Yes?” He says, his voice sounding strained.

“What’s got your tail in a twist? Everything ok?” Kiri asks, chuckling at her brothers tensed up state. Neteyam pouts at her teasing tone, letting out a sigh he had been holding in.

“Have you…..seen Y/n?” Neteyam asks carefully, his words come out slowly as if he was afraid to admit what’s been bothering him for the first half of the dinner. Kiri stifles a laugh, passing it off as a cough.

Y/n was Kiri’s best friend, Kiri’s only friend as many Na’vi children around their age were weary of her. It made it difficult for children to approach her due to her interest in the nature around her, which made her to be an odd Na’vi. But not to Y/n. They both shared a love of nature together, searching out herbs and interacting with the creatures around them in pure awe. They met coincidentally many years ago and have been inseparable ever since.

Normally Neteyam never had the time to focus on his siblings friends. He was too busy with his training and shadowing his father that he didn’t quite know what his siblings did on their feee time. Unless they did something that caused trouble. But other then that, he didn’t know or care of any other friends they had.

Until he met Y/n.

About a year ago when Neteyam had come home early from his solo hunt, he came home to a surprise. A female Na’vi he didn’t recognize, braiding his sisters hair. Even though she was doing the most mundane activity at the moment , she looking so beautiful she literally took his breath away upon eye contact. It didn’t take long for Neteyam to linger around Kiri often, always in hopes of seeing Y/n again.

Y/n was shy and very soft spoken. She rarely met Neteyam’s glances, always opting to look at the uninteresting soil below. The only time he really got to admire her up close was at the communal gatherings. Where she would always sit next to Kiri as they shared a meal. It was at those moments Neteyam’s heart felt full. He was close enough to talk to her, see her smile and hear her laugh. He always looked forward to any event or dinners cause of this.

But for the past week, she hasn’t been showing up as often. She either missed breakfasts, or dinners. It was on and off but she missed enough of them that made Neteyam feel restless. He counted down the days he had without her presence, and it pained him not knowing why she would disappear like that. He rarely had time to spend with his family and his friends outside of his duties. The only leisure time he had were these moments. Where he always felt happy, But now, he was anything but happy.

“Missing her already?” Kiri jokes making Neteyam frown at her teasing.

“I’m being serious Kiri. She’s missed many meals, I’m worried for her…..she’s your friend, why aren’t you worried?” Neteyam questions suspiciously. He immediately catches the way Kiri’s face twitch at his words. A look crossing her face. If his eyes weren’t trained onto her face he would have missed it entirely. She knew something, something she didn’t want him to know.

“O-oh, I don’t know. Maybe she’s feeling a bit unwell? I’ll check up with her later. You focus on eating. Don’t you have a hunt tomorrow?” Kiri desperately evades the topic. Neteyam clenched his teeth. He opens his mouth to question her, ready to grill her for answers but is cut off when Lo’ak sits in between them. Kiri let’s out a sigh of relief as if Lo’ak had saved her from confrontation.

“Guess what I just heard!! Oa’kae is planning on courting someone!” Lo’ak says excitedly, eager to gossip about what he heard from his friends.

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Neteyam groans in anger as he paces around in the family tent. He had come back from the hunt a good while ago. Thankfully the hunt well perfectly fine, no casualties and they had hunted a lot. But Neteyam couldn’t shake the thoughts that had him on edge since last night.

Which is why he waited for Kiri in the family tent. He was ready to pry the answers he knew she had. But she didn’t show, it was as if she knew Neteyam would be waiting for her. Neteyam’s ears twitch hearing footsteps come towards the tent.

His frown deepens when Lo’ak peers in. His eyes stare at Neteyam in question as he glances around.

“What’s wrong? You look angry and I haven’t done anything yet” Lo’ak points out, stepping into the tent. Neteyam huffs out, his shoulders still tensed.

“Where is Kiri?” Neteyam asks, ignoring his question. Lo’ak smirks at his words. Something about Kiri getting in trouble amuses him. He didn’t like being on the receiving end of his fathers or Neteyam’s glares. According to him it’s nice to see someone else get in trouble for a change.

“She is near the Tsahik’s tent” Lo’ak replies eagerly. Waiting for Neteyam to explain why he was looking for her, wanting to know what she had done.

“Is she in trouble? What did she do?”

“She isn’t in trouble. I needed to ask her something” Neteyam sighs out, his fingers pinching his nose in thought.

“Oh I don’t know, she seemed busy. She was talking to Y/-“

Neteyam runs out of the tent before Lo’ak gets to finish his sentence. His legs carry him towards the Tsahik’s tent praying that he didn’t miss her. That he would make it in time to catch the one girl he had been going crazy over the past few days.

Just as Neteyam rounds the corner he comes to an abrupt stop hearing hushed voices. His ears twitch recognizing Y/n’s quiet sweet voice. He tip toes closer so he can hear what was being said.

“Y/n! You have to be more careful. Neteyam was there today. You could have gotten caught!” Kiri hisses. Neteyam frowns at her words.

“I know, I’m sorry Kiri. I just had to make sure he was ok. You know how Rik’ean gets when I’m not there” Y/n replies back. Neteyam’s ears pin down, his heart rate quickening.

Thousands of questions flood his system.

‘Who is Rik’ean…..why was she with him this morning?’

Neteyam felt sick to his stomach. What if it was a potential mate? What if she was already promised and he lost his chance before he could actually take a proper shot?

“It’s fine, just be careful” Kiri reminds her, huffing in relief . Y/n giggles at her friends panicked state. Normally Neteyam’s heart would sore at the beautiful sound of her laughs, but now it felt like a stab to his heart.

“Oh! Guess what!” Y/n adds before the girls part ways. There is a pause before she continues

“Today, he gave me so many kisses!! It was so cute Kiri!!” Y/n squeals in delight.

Neteyam hand juts out, his hand holding himself up against the branch beside him. His breathing came out in gasps as remembers what he heard.

‘He kissed her, and she liked it?’

Neteyam figured he had heard enough. Not wanting to hear his sisters response as he runs away from the tent. Angry tears sting at his eyes as he tried to clear his head.

Kiri makes a face at Y/n’s words.

“Y/n…..we’re talking about a Palulukan here. You sure he just didn’t want to eat your face? What was meant as bite, you misinterpreted it as a kiss?”

Y/n huffs out in annoyance. “No Kiri, he is truly grateful. Trust me!”

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Neteyam blankly stared down at his food, he couldn’t seem to find it within himself to eat anything. He felt utterly heart broken.

“Are you gonna eat that, bro?” Lo’ak asks, pointing at the juicy piece of meat in his bowl. Neteyam shakes his head as Lo’ak grabs for the piece, guzzling it down with a satisfied hum.

Neteyam glances at Kiri, who was focused on her own food. He didn’t know why but he felt the deep urge to question her on what he had heard today. But chose against it. What else did he need to know? He heard everything he needed to hear, and that’s that.

Neteyam sees something move swiftly within the crowd form his peripheral vision. He snaps his head to that direction seeing Y/n rush out , towards the forest. A new feeling surging throughout his body as he shoves his bowl into Lo’ak’s hands. He stands up ignoring his siblings calls before blindly rushing to where he had seen her disappear.

As Neteyam expertly weaved his way through the trees he sees Y/n’s retreating figure. Speeding up he placed his hand on her shoulder causing her to let out a surprised gasp.

“Y/n” Neteyam calls, catching his breath.

Y/n carefully turns around. He notices how she looked scared, holding a tiny woven bag in her hands. She also looked…beautiful. Her top that matches her loincloth was beautify woven with blue beads, Neteyam’s favourite colour. It was it if it called to him. But he knew, it wasn’t for him.

Neteyam feels his throat close up. He didn’t know why he got up and ran after her. Why he came all this way knowing what he already knew. He gulps back before pulling his hand away from her shoulder.

“You’re going to him” he states causing Y/n’s eyes to widen in fear.

“H-how?” Y/n stutters out, her voice low. Her eyes wonder around his face aimlessly, noticing the anger that radiates off him.

“I overheard you this morning….” Neteyam confesses. He didn’t even feel ashamed, just heartbroken.

“N-net-“

“Y/n, I love you” Neteyam blurts out. The words that stayed locked within his heart bubbling up in a last ditch effort. Y/n blinks rapidly, trying to process what she was hearing.

“I’ve loved you for so long. I kept my distance because of how shy you are. I didn’t want to scare you off. I swear to Eywa, you’ve stolen my heart the moment I saw you”

Y/n’s face turns purple with embarrassment. She has to pinch herself to know she wasn’t dreaming.

“I don’t know how long you’ve been seeing him, and what you’ve done. But none of that matters-“

“W-wait, I think you-“

“-what matters is that my feelings for you will never chang-“

“N-Neteyam-m”

“I will love you forever. I’ll cherish you forever. I swear. Just give me a chan-“

“Neteyam!!!!” Y/n calls loudly, effectively stopping Neteyam’s plea. He pouts at her tone, she had never raised her voice against her before. This was new.

“Neteyam. You’ve got it all wrong…” Y/n says softly. She bites her lips, her eyes searching Neteyam’s to confirm what he said was the truth. Feeling like she had no other choice Y/n sighs out.

“I want to show you something, come with me.”

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“What are we waiting for?” Neteyam asks, his eyes searching around them. He had let Y/n pull him deeper and deeper into the forest. They stopped in front of a rather large tree, waiting for the past few minutes.

“Neteyam, I need you to keep an open mind. And stay calm. Think you can do that?” Y/n asks taking him off guard. This is the most Y/n had spoken to him with eye contact. She usually keeps her head low whenever she speaks to him.

Neteyam smiles at the new change. Now he was able to admire her smile while he listened to her melodic voice.

“I can do that. Why?” There is a pregnant pause as Y/n swallows thickly.

“You’ll see”

Y/n faces the tree letting out a tiny call. It held similarity to the call she used to call her Ikran, but different at the same time. Neteyam hears rustling come from the bush up ahead as his body rises wth goosebumps. His hand reaches for where his knife would be at, coming up empty.

‘Shit, I don’t have a weapon?’

Neteyam was so immersed in Y/n he had forgotten that they were deep in the forest, at night. With no protection.

“Y/n, I don’t th-“ the words die in his mouth as Neteyam sees something walk out of the bushes. It was large, it’s green eyes scanning both Y/n and Neteyam. It’s paws step onto the soil with a thump under its heavy weight.

Instinctively Neteyam pulls Y/n behind her, his heart racing a mile per minute.

“Shit!!!”

It was a Palulukan.

Y/n tries to step back to where she stood but Neteyam wouldn’t allow her.

“Y/n listen carefully. I need you to make a run for it” he says lowly. He is confused why the creature hasn’t attacked already . But he didn’t want to take this moment to wonder why, when he could use this moment to ensure Y/n got out of there safely.

“No, Neteyam. Be calm, this is Rik’ean”

Neteyam’s ears twitch to the sound of the fimiliar name, the name that has been haunting him all day. Neteyam steps aside, his eyes blown wide in fear and surprise.

“W-what?”

Y/n sighs out, stepping towards the creature. Rik’ean cooes as she comes near, bringing the bag towards him. She empties the contents onto the floor, as Rik’ean purrs excitedly at the meat in front of him. She caresses the creatures head as he closes his eyes at the warm touch.

Y/n stands up and turns to Neteyam. Her hand still petting the Palulukan lovingly.

“This is Rik’ean” she announces. Neteyam closes his mouth, which had been hanging through out the entire interaction.

“This is Rik’ean?” Neteyam confirms, pointing a shaken finger towards the Palulukan. Y/n nods before letting go of Rik’ean who immediately begins to swallow down the meat.

“How!!?” Neteyam questions stepping closer. He stays weary of the creature, but seeing how comfortable Y/n was, he felt himself relax.

“A couple of weeks ago I found him injured. I took care of him and nursed him back to health. He disappeared right afterwards so I thought I’d never see him again” Y/n explains. She glances at the creature before turning to Neteyam, who stood a head taller than her.

“But out of bad luck, Kiri and I ran into some nantang’s. We would have gotten hurt, or worse. But Rik’ean saved us that day. He recognized me…..he’s my friend” Y/n says, peering up at Neteyam. The entire time his eyes filled with awe and adoration.

“Please don’t tell anyone, I don’t want anyone to know…” Y/n pleads, in fear of what the clan would think. What Neteyam would think. The expression his face proved he was ok with it, he didn’t look scared or freaked out. Neteyam nods in understanding.

“I won’t, I promise” he assures glancing at the creature. He had long finished his meal, now opting to watch them quietly. His peculiar green eyes watching Neteyam.

“So….what do you think?” Y/n whispers. Half in fear, half in question. Neteyam chuckles , stepping closer to her.

“I think your wonderful….I mean, befriending a Palulukan? That’s an amazing feat! You know my mother was Palulukan Makto. She was fierce in battle and a Palulukan recognized her” Neteyam beamed, his eyes filled with adoration as he refuses to break eyes contact with her.

“You’ve befriended one, out of your kindness. You’ve been recognized…..you are special Y/n” Neteyam whispers, unknowingly leaning closer. His breath fans against her lips enticingly. Y/n smiles wide, her heart soaring at his words.

“And to think you were jealous of him” Y/n teases. Her breath proving how close they were to one another. Neteyam hums in defeat. He was jealous, terribly jealous. To the point he confessed, and not in the cool way he wanted to.

“I’m sorry….can I make it up to you?” Neteyam asks, his eyes glancing down to her awaiting lips. Y/n’s eyes twinkle in happiness.

“You could give me something I’ve wanted for a very long time” Y/n offers, the boost in confidence helping her through.

“Oh? And what would that be?” Neteyam quirks an eyebrow.

“This” Y/n whispers, her hand reaching up to pull him flush against her own. Their lips press against each other for a much needed kiss. Neteyam grabs on waist, keeping her close to him as he closes his eyes at the sensation. Their lips mold against one another feverishly. The feeling of love deep within them. Just as Neteyam nudges his tongue against her lips he pulls away hearing a threatening growl.

Y/n and Neteyam turn to Rik’ean, who is much closer now. His eyes on Neteyam, baring his teeth. Not in a threatening way, but the growl he gave was a warning.

“I think he’s jealous” Y/n teases, catching her breath. Neteyam swoons at the sight of her swollen lips.

“Let him, he deserves it” Neteyam responds, side eyeing the creature out of annoyance. Sure, it was a Palulukan. But did he have to ruin the moment?

“Why?”

“He deserves to feel what I felt” Neteyam replies easily causing Y/n to laugh at his words.

“So…..did you prefer his kisses. Or mine?” Neteyam asks, still firmly holding her against him.

“Hm…I wonder” Y/n teases, her finger tapping her chin in thought. Neteyam smirks, leaning his forehead against hers.

“Guess I’ll have to to convince you, Ma’Y/n”

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A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed!! Next will be ‘Precious Tsyeym Pt.1’, I’ll also complete some requests along the way. Let me know what you guys think!!

#avatar #avatar x reader #avatar x y/n #avatar twow #atwow x reader #atwow x y/n #avatar the way of water #avatar imagine #neteyam x reader #avatar fanfiction #avatar fic #Neteyam x y/n #neteyam #neteyam fanfiction #neteyam x omaticaya!reader #jealousy #palulukan

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dusky-doe · 3 months

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Lazy morning

A thanator mother and cubs! Meant to go with this picture of the father.

#thanator #palulukan #avatar pandora #avatar movies #avatar 2009 #avatar movie #avatar #pandora #pandora avatar #avatar 2022 #digital painting #digital art #my art #duskys art

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bizzybee280yt · 2 months

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i played frontiers of pandora and had a category 43259423854 autism moment

i love my ikran. Katir is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. precious pink baby demon dragon. i’ve got her fully dripped to the gills with sarentu heritage stuff, it’s so fucking great. i love her.

so, who becomes Olo’eyktan and Tsahik of the Sarentu? Nor fucked off after killing Alma’s avatar, Teylan’s a whiny little piss boy and Aha’ri is fucking dead. So’lek can’t be leader, he’s not Sarentu. Ri’nela would be better as a Tsahik seeing as she deals with things around the base and offers council, which is like the stepping stones to leading the clan spiritually. That means that… I’d be Olo’eyktan? considering i led the attack at Mercer’s base and hunt very well and got all the upgrades and tarsyu shits, and all the bellsprigs and shit.

If i’d be Olo’eyktan and Ri’nela would be Tsahik, does that mean we become a mated pair? dialogue from one of the npcs in the game shows that homosexuality is a thing among the Na’vi, with one of the riverside uninteractable people (who is a woman) talking about not being able to talk to this one girl she likes (which was so real of her to say)

So, my dumbass (female) and my ultimate girlboss wife (Ri’nela) leading the Sarentu into greatness when we were once a dying clan?? sign me the fuck up yes MA’AM

i’d kill a palulukan for Ri’nela, on god

also i feel like the way the RDA say “Na’vi” feels like a racial slur, like how people say “Arab” incorrectly to use it as a slur. i really like how this game showed how much the RDA were the bad guys, but reminded us all the time that they’re human. they are human people. the same race as me. i can’t hide behind my mask of being Sarentu when reminded that this is what humanity would be like if put on Pandora.

the way Mercer said that the Na’vi things, like Ri’nela’s feathers or the Songcord from the mother, were ‘dirty’ or ‘primitive’ or ‘foolish’ made me have a immense realization that these tactics were used during the assimilation of north americans into society. only this time, the Na’vi were able to escape.

i feel like the story of humans and Na’vi is like that of the native americans, only the Na’vi won back their land when the native americans didn’t. hunting the tulkun and zakru? just like the bison being mass hunted. TAP? boarding schools.

it feels so jarring to remember how badly white people have absolutely fucked over every other race in the ass sideways on the lord’s altar whilst saying “it’s all God’s will”

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so yeah, i had some fun analyzing and playing this game. symbolism is my autistic special interest

#frontiers of pandora #pandora #avatar #avatar: frontiers of pandora #sarentu #ri’nela #teylan #nor #aha’ri #so’lek #ikran #thanator #palulukan #palulukan means thanator in na’vi

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dhysis-screens · 2 months

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Okay so maybe I might've killed him but he died in a pose that sorta looks like he's asleep/yawning so let's just say that "Sleepy" Thanator <3

#afop #avatar #james cameron avatar #frontiers of pandora #thanator #palulukan

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neteyamsyawntu · 3 months

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Do you know where the actual thanators are?? (Non feral)

I think the easiest place to find one is near Gassamer Lake in the Kinkglor Forest, within the big leaf biome.

Tis where I got these!

#Sarah’s safe space🌿#Ka’anla💜#avatar #avatar frontiers of pandora #frontiers of pandora #thanator #palulukan #Palulukan Makto

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the-tigrou · 4 months

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Here. He. Is.

I never worked on a full pic of a Thanator, but it definitely helped me to get an idea of Pandora's fauna anatomy. Gonna be really helpful !

In case you're wondering, this is Onyx, Klaro's Thanator. A Snow Thanator, which explains the fur fur.

Onyx © Me

#Art #Drawing #Concept Art #Design #Snow Thanator #Thanator #Palulukan #Creature #Monster #Onyx #OC #Original Character #Avatar #Avatar OC #Reference #Reference Sheet

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nelissecrectplace · 11 months

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your warrior

neytiri x gn reader

word count: 818

language: ‘evenge-girl , yawne- beloved

description: ¡Establish relationship! Life as a future leader of clan was no easy feat, especially when the na’vi you called yours was a warrior. Of course the two of you make every moment count, even when patching her up.

Lazily mixing the herbal paste you allowed your mind to wander. Making herbal remedies all day was tiring. In your opinion, it was the most dreadful tasks of the healers. Sighing with your whole body you continue to grind up the leafs praying that they would magically grind themselves too dust. The boredom was unbearable.

Almost as if Eywa had sensed your misery the flap of the tent was opened. Joyfully whipping your body around you were quick to rise to your feet. You felt your tail wip in excitement as a familiar sent filled your senses.

“Neytiri!” Launching yourself onto the woman you embraced her. Feeling her slender yet toned arm wrap around your frame made your stomach swirl. It did not matter how many times she’s touched you the feeling never seemed to go away.

“Hello yawne.” Hearing her low voice you were quick to pull away, she only spoke like this when something was bothering her. Face warping into worry your eyes scanned her frantically. Eventually finding the source of her discomfort you quickly guided the woman down onto the mat. Anxiously, your body moved at a record speed, gathering all the pastes and herbs you would need.

“You said you would stay away from those tawtute.” Displeasure obviously in your tone you began to pat the blood off her thigh. You had seen enough bullet wounds to know these cuts were from sky people’s weapon. “Yet we can not keep ignoring them. It’s only a matter of time before they become aggressive again.” Stubbornly Neytiri attempted too reason, hoping you would see what she sees. Of course it was no use as your frown only deepened.

Eyes downcast you refused to meet the woman’s gaze as you tended to her wound. Neytiri could only sign at your headstrong personality, knowing it was one of the reasons she admired you so. “I am not out there, I can not stop you.” Rising to your knees you peered down at her. “Just be careful. I can not lose you.”

“I am always careful.” Meeting your eyes with a light smile Neytiri responded. She couldn’t help but admire the way you looked at her with such care in your eyes. It always amused her how you could get worked up over such minor injuries . Not tearing her eyes away from your form for a minute she watched as you moved around the tent. Feeling the burn of her gaze you couldn’t help but feel flustered. There was no doubt your braids were a mess from the days work, that fact only seeming to add to the purple hue on your face.

“I am fine! You cannot pretend to be mad forever.” Feeling her breath fan against your ear your body stiffened. Pretending to be busy with organizing the herbs you avoided her piercing gaze. Not having any of it Neytiri wrapped her tail around your leg. You couldn’t help but shiver at the contact as her tail slowly inched up.

Meeting her teasing gaze it was hard to believe this was the strong warrior the public views. “You are infuriating” Not giving her a secant to respond you crash your lips into hers. Seeming to play right into her hands Neytiri couldn’t help but smile into the kiss. Her hands traveling up to pull on your already messy braids. Placing your hands on her hips you pulled her impossibly closer basking in her heat.

Pulling away Neytiri wore a proud smile as her fangs on full display. A small smile settled on your face despite your attempts to maintain your facade. “You love the way I ‘infuriate’ you yawne.” Pushing the fallen strands of braids behind your ears her yellow eyes scanned your features. “True, my days would be boring without you.” Maintaining a teasing tone you pulled away from the na’vi, putting the medicines up for the night. “You are my ‘evenge after all.”

It was now Neytiri turn to be shy as she avoided your gaze. The purple hue of her ears prominent. “I am not yours yet.” Shyly reminding you of the reality Neytiri spoke low. Her tone almost sorrowful.

“You will be soon, the clan can talk all they want about how ‘weird’ it is that i’m the healer and you’re the warrior.” Bringing Neytiri back into your embrace a small laugh left the woman’s lips. “I can already hear the ‘She’s Mo’ats daughter why is she not the Tsahík’.” Adding onto your point the two of you couldn’t help but giggle at the remarks.

Placing your forehead on hers you stared into her yellow orbs. “I promise to make you mine, so I can always patch you up.” A fanged smile covered Neytiri face at your words. It was now her turn to smash her lips into yours. Her body pushing into you with all the love and passion she harbored.

a/n- Short little drabble for the one and only mother 🤭. I wish I had more ideas too write about her with :,)

tag: @yeosxxx

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sylwanin-was-right · 2 months

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I will draw it eventually but ive been simmering this concept in my head for weeks:

Neytiri and the kids never leave w Jake, and they remain in the forest/Highcamp in A2. We get a scene where Lo'ak runs away in some sort of frustration, probably in missing Jake and feeling put of place (ill detail later). He, like Jake, encounters a palulukan in the forest. He is chased but not attacked, and when Lo'ak finds himself cornered he turns around to fight, similarly to when he faced the akula in A2 before losing his breath. The palulukan stands to look at him, prowls to him, and similarly to what it did toward Neytiri, bows to show it will not hurt him and trusts him.

They make tsaheylu eventually and its revealed thru the palulukan's memories how either (undecided bc of canon conflicts):

Neytiri and a previous palulukan rode together to avenge her people, and aid Jake against Quaritch. This memory was discovered and kept by a different palulukan and collected upon tsaheylu with a neural source (sticking to the canon fact that the palulukan that Neytiri bonded w died by Quaritch's knife). Or...

The first person POV/experience of that palulukan encountering Neytiri, bonding w her, then recording their memories into a nearby neural network before proceeding into battle together. (Assuming a headcanon that this palulukan either survived Quaritch's canon stabbing somehow or was never stabbed as an attack, which it recovered from after Neytiri and Jake won the fight offscreen).

I rlly like this idea bc it allows me to explore Neytiri's feelings as a legendary character and what that means for her in her clan while still acknowleging Lo'ak's role as the outcast and mirror of his dad. Also this is the perf setting to explore how the clan is recovering after displacement and the massacre as the entire movie of A2 doesnt have to take place in the Metkayina villages that we already dont get much detailed information on (also rids of the misogynistic and paternal implications that Jake's wife and children literally belonged to him and needed to leave upon his exile).

Def gonna simmer on this one more to flesh out more thoughts but just wanted to finally write them down first.

#oel.mine #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #lo'ak #neytiri #jake sully #avatar headcannon #thanator #palulukan

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avatarart · 14 days

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#james cameron's avatar #avatar the way of water #fanart #original character art #creature art #unnamed Omatikaya Na'vi #unnamed Metkayina Na'vi #ikran #banshee #tsurak #skimwing #pa'li #direhorse #palulukan #thanator #ntkarn23

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tsukikonikushimi · 9 months

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Thanator - Palulukan

from The Making Of Avatar + Wiki

The thanator (Na'vi name: palulukan meaning "dry mouth bringer of fear") is a carnivorous hexapedal animal native to the forests of Pandora. Although many regions of the moon have yet to be explored, xenobiologists currently believe that it may be the apex land predator on Pandora. Reminiscent of a Terran panther or lion, or the extinct inostrancevia, this enormous, powerful and ferocious animal is unique in its ability to lord over its territory and strike fear into other largest and fiercest of Pandora's terrestrial carnivores. Even the Na'vi, who are renowned for their courage and skills in hunting, are shaken by the approach of the creature.