i will soften every edge, hold the world to its best | 5

“One chance, Jakesuli. You will only have one chance. Use it well. Our Great Mother favors you, that we know. But this favor hasn’t been granted to you. It has been granted to my granddaughter.”

“I won’t fail.” Not again. 

“What does failing mean, I wonder. Would you fail if you take her soul back from her happiest? Or would you fail if you let her have the peace our Great Mother has laid her into?” 

“I will get my daughter back. This isn’t her time. If Eywa has given me this chance, then she thinks the same as me.”

“You will take that honor from her, then?” Mo’at was being cryptic, but Jake saw through the exterior of the neutral Tsahik into an exhausted, mourning grandmother. “She was the daughter of Toruk Makto, and he was her last shadow.”

It came back to Jake in a gut-churning realization, it was his shadow that had fallen over you from the light of the torches on the walls as you’d given your last breath. It was his shadow. “No,” he refused, adamantly. “She will get to achieve greater honors of her own than that. I won’t be the one defining her ending.” The last bead of your songcord having his name, Toruk Makto’s name, was supremely wrong to him. He would not accept this fate for you. 

“Very well, then.” Secretly, she was pleased with him. With his answer. “Get going. As I said. One chance.”  

i will soften every edge, hold the world to its best | 3

“Hi there Corporal, you hear me? Yeah, I know you do. As much as I’m charmed by the fatherly love I could give you a big old sloppy wet kiss, we have unfinished business.”

Rain covered the rustling of clothes and the click-clacks of readjusted weapons as concentrated silence hung in the air, thick and heavy like the morning mist swallowing up the forest.

No answer. 

What face could your parents be making right now? Heartbeat in your ears, you tried to hide your shame by looking down, but a jerk on your queue set you straight. the avatar holding you digging his gun sharper in your neck.    

“What, cat got your tongue all of a sudden?” The leader’s stare found yours. “Let me give you a quick remedy.” 

i will soften every edge, hold the world to its best | 2

The path further into the floating mountains was all the worse to navigate thanks to the lack of light, the only useful guides you had were the faintly flickering bioluminescent lights from the forest deep below. The branches twisting around each other to create a naturally built bridge from mountain to mountain benefited from this, contrasting as a clear obscured line to your eyes against the glow underneath. 

The easiest part of your journey, in hindsight, was just skipping along this line. 

You weren’t exactly happy about this.  

The more you left behind, the more you were freaked out that Neteyam or anyone else was onto your intentions already and hot on your trail right this moment. Imagining father making a beeline to you in the air with Bob, a cruel, merciless whistling arrow, made you all jittery and almost puking kind of nervous, pulling at the depths of your stomach. 

i will soften every edge, hold the world to its best | 1

There’s a widespread belief among sky people that every first-born daughter is a direct copy of her father. 

You listened in on your own father complaining to your mother about this privately one time; according to him, this was why you guys kept banging hammerheads like 'angtsìks. 

You're dead to me [6]

warning: english isn't my first language, barely proofread, i lowkey don't like this chap but it's cute, fluff and angst, silly siblings, sad Jake.

my emotional health is breaking everytime I read this story!! I’m attached to this story so much, my emotions are all over the place rn. I love how all the kids immediately adopted y/n into the family and protected her from Jake. And the way Lo’ak blew up and expressed his feelings towards Jake but as well as his sisters had me sobbing. I love this series so much and i cannot wait to see where it goes!! 😭🫶🏾💗

You're dead to me [5]

warning: english isn't my first language, sad and vulnerable Jake, angsty, happy reader?

Thank for creating such a masterpiece 🥹🫶🏾💗!! I cannot wait to read future chapters!!

You're dead to me [3]

warning: english isn't my first language, barely proofread, a lot of awkward tension cause Neytiri and humans + reader being in conflict, terrible na'vi sentence.

I stay making myself cry 🥲🥹

Pairing- Sully family x Sully!reader

Summary- After moving in with the Meykayina it was hard living your work behind and when you finally find another muse, but what are you supposed to do after you get shot?

Warnings- getting shot, blood, I think that's it lmk if it's not

Pt.1 Pt.2

"We have to leave." When the words left your father's mouth it was like a piece of your soul chipped away. You had to leave your home, your life's work what were you to do? Start over you have years of work here. You felt like you should just turn into a puddle and just evaporate but you couldn't. For your families sake you put a happy and calm face on.

You traveled for many days and Manny nights, through rain and through shine. It was a rough and tiresome journey but you finally made it. Your father was leading you to a strange land, you traveled over a beautiful ocean and then you saw a island many people saw you and surrounded you as you got off of your banshee. It was uncomfortable to have so many eyes in your before. Your father put your hands up to show he means no harm your brother Neteyam mirroring his actions. You watched your mother and her suspicious expression.

Your father had a conversation with the Olo'eyktan of this clan and the Tsahik came and interrogated your family said you would be weak and slow in the water, she said you had demon blood. And then your mother hisses at her and it seemed they had a dominance battle who would back down first. Your father stepped in before it escalated. And it was decided that you would stay there learn the way of water. You had to learn to adapt your father said. "Sully's stick together." Was what he said before you and your siblings to your first lesson.

Tsireya and her brother taught you how to 'breath' it took a while but you got the hang of it. "How about we free dive we can show you the beauty that the Great mother blessed the water with." A boy named Rotxo suggested. Everyone agreed but your eyes were glued on the way the rocks reflected the water creating ripple like shapes on the rock. Lo'ak tugged at your tail making you yelp and you it that. "What did dad say about pulling my tail." You say pinching him hard on his arm. "Ow, It's the only way I could get your attention come on we're free diving." He said and you only rolled your eyes getting up and jumping in behind them.

You kick your arms and legs to get deeper and farther into the water. Everyone seemed to be trying to figure where to go first, but you didn't have that kind of patience. Slowly you drifted farther from them swimming with a school of fish, and then it was as if Eywa herself led you here it was beautiful. So many colors of coral, different sea creatures played and mingled around the plants you've never seen before. So caught up with the beauty in Pandora you hadn't noticed the other teens coming towards you. Your hand caressed a pink tinted coral and then Lo'ak reaches out for you and you turn around and roll your eyes as you swim upward.

Cat hing your breath you smile as you swim toward the shore. "Y/N! Where you going?" Lo'ak called out and you stood out of the water. "I just remembered something I have to do!" You yelled back running to your mauri running past your mother and father. You grab your bag and take a little box that sat under the pillow in your hammock. It had multiple painting colors and leaf made brushes. You shoved it into your bag and ran back to your the beach. Your parents only watched as your ran back and forth. "Think shes up to something." Jake asked. "Most likely." Neytiri replied.

You hopped into your ilu and rode out far, farther than you've went with anyone and you found the perfect spot for your new studio. It was a medium sized cave it had smaller humps of rocks you could paint and the walls inside were smooth it was perfect, absolutely perfect. And you sat all the paints down along with the brushes and your hands just started there magic. You painted the coral and all the beauty the water around them held it had been several hours and you didn't realize to caught up in your art work. Only stopping when you realized it was getting to dark for you to see.

"Damn it." You whisper to yourself you used the last bit of light that was left to do the last stroke of paint you needed to finish it. You stared at it, it had been the first time you painted since you left home and it was amazing all the stress from learning a new way of life kind of just washed right out of you as you painted.

You left the art supplies there deciding that this would be your new studio. Jumping into your ilu and connecting to her you ride back to Awa'atlu. You hopped off and washed your hands off in the water, jogging to the mauri your father was standing outside. Giving him a cheeky smile you wave. "And where were you." It was more of a statement than a question really. "Oh um just looking around lost track of time." You reply, you could have told them about your new art cave but painting is the only time you can be yourself and not feel judged so you kept it on the down low.

Everyday two hours before Eclipse you would sneak off into the cave and you let you mind and hands run wild with the paint. And as time went on your the artwork on the walls and rocks of the cave grew and grew and so did your talent. Everything was perfect, until it wasn't.

The same people who made you and your family flee your home had found you once more and they had Lo'ak, Tsireya, Kiri, and Tuk. Hearing they had your siblings it made your heart stop, the blood in your veins froze. Your father had gathered the clan and was getting ready to attack but you had a plan you put in motion. The man who's man was Quaritch held a gun to your brothers head as he talked to your father over the microphone. ''Sacrafice yourself to save all these people that's all you have to do Jake.'' He said and your fathers face had a look od defeat as you saw him come closer, was he actually going to do it?

But before you could think a creature came from the water it looked like a Tulkun but it didn't have a fin and then it clicked Lo'ak bonded with Payakan he was protecting his soul brother. He flipped over onto the ship some of the soldiers flipped overboard others got crushed under him and some barely got away. You jumped onto the boat and Tuk squealed, ''Y/N!'' You put a finger up to your lip telling her to be quieter and she shook her head.

You cut everyone loose and as you cut Lo'ak loose you laughed. ''Who's the mighty warrior now?'' You joked and he only laughed. You ushered them in front of you as they went deeper into the ship finally finding a way out. And Lo'ak picked a gun up, ''Do you even know how to use that?'' You ask picking one up as he did. ''Yes.'' He rolled his eyes and then before Kiri and Tuk could jump they were snatched by the one and only Miles Quaritch. Tsireya fought to get them out of his arms but he was to strong and he pushed her back.

He held up a gun and shot, you yelped feeling a pericing pain through your shoulder and down your arm. You and Lo'ak fell into the water Lo'ak cheered.

You could barely hold yourself up in the water, ''Lo'ak I-I was hit.'' was all you could say before dipping back into the water. ''Oh shit I got you Y/N just stay a float.'' He said grabbing your uninjured arm as Tsireya gently held your injured arm wrapping it around their neck helping you swim to the rock your father and Neteyam were on.

''S-she was hit.'' Lo'ak said as he watched your chest cave in with every breath you took, he scared- no petreified. Was he going to lose his big sister? Neteyam dropped next to you he patted your face keeping you awake barely as he puts pressure on your wound. ''Your other sisters where are they?'' Jake asked gripping your hand to let you know he was there, but you were slipping in and out of consciousness. ''T-the boat.'' was all Lo'ak could say. Neytiri landed and she saw your body and the blood leaking from you.

''Neytiri we have to go they have the girls.'' Lo'ak stood up ready to follow his father before Jake pointed at him. ''You are not coming, you've done enough.'' he said eyes glancing to you. ''Get her back to Ronal she will help.'' Neytiri said before getting on her banshee riding to the boat. Lo'ak jumped into the water. "W-what are you doing Lo'ak." She cried as your eyes shot open and cried in pain. "I have to help."

"No..." Was all she said before Neteyam dragged you to his ilu. "Let him go we have to get her back."

And Ronal saved you, for the most part. You wouldn't have movement in you arm for a few weeks if not a month, and having said that you couldn't be left unattended in case the leaf wrap she used as bandages ripped you could get infections, deadly infections. Your father put you on lockdown in the marui and someone was always by your side.

Until Lo'ak was asked to go get something for your father and you were finally alone. You just wanted to paint, it was your safe space so now you find yourself looking around to make sure no was around and you jogged towards the ilus.

"Y/N Sully where in Eywa's name do you think you're going?" You hear your father's seen voice behind you as you hop off the ilu you just mounted. You rolled your eyes as you drag yourself from the shallow water and next to your father. "No where now." You whisper walking back to the marui. Jake knew where you wanted to go, well he didn't know exactly where but he knew you found somewhere to paint, he knew you felt at peace in your art studio but he couldn't let you go he doesn't know what to do, he doesn't want you to be miserable. But he also doesn't want his baby girl to get hurt.

So here he sits watching you look out at the ocean of the window opening of the marui as he cuts up some fruit. And then he got an idea. "Hey baby girl I need to go do something I'll be back please stay." He said waiting for your response before he leaves. "Okay." You say only looking at the ocean. He sharply inhales before walking out.

He stepped over to the men and women who gathered wood for communal dinners. "Hey! Hey, could I have some of these bark pieces, like the flat ones?" He asked two of them looked at him questionably, before gathering five or six of them and handing them to the older man. He tilts his head down before going to the beach sitting down on the warm sand.

He used the dull side of his knife he sanded down the rough side of the flat piece of bark in his lap. He did this to all of the barks he picked them up. And then Neteyam caught his eye, "Neteyam!" He yelled out and Neteyam turned around jumping up and running to his father. "Yes father?" He asked looking at the bark and the wood chippings around his feet. "Do you know how to make that paint that Y/N uses?" Jake asked his eldest son.

Neteyam pondered for a minute and then he remembered. "Yeah she taught me how to make it one day let's get some plants." Neteyam said going to the buses that grew around the place. "Okay so we need this one, this one, and this one." Neteyam whispered to himself as he plucked a red, blue, and purple flowers. He picked a few other colored flowers putting them in his bag. "Here you go all you do is smash them into powder and mix it with hox tree maple and you should be good." Neteyam instructed Jake handing him the bag of flowers. "Thank you son." He replied patting his shoulder.

"No problem, I got to go I promised Tul I'd take her to Three Brothers Island." Neteyam said as he jogged to his little sister who had been yelling his name for the past fifteen minutes.

The Jake did as Neteyam told him.

He grabbed a pot and first started to smash the red flowers up into a fine powder, and then he mixed the hox tree maple into the dust mixing it in until it created a paint like consistency, then he grabbed a small wooden box and filled it with the paint and put the wooden lid on top of it.

It took him a while but he finally made all of them putting them in their own little boxes. He put them all into a bigger box along with the wooden canvas he made. He picked the box up and walked towards the Marui stepping inside he looks at you, you hadn't moved since he left. "Hey baby I got you something." He said you turned your body as his paint covered hands put the box down in front of you. You looked inside and your face contoured into one of happiness and tears in your eyes.

He saw the tears and worry washed over him, "Oh my god did I do something wrong I'm sorry if I did I can take it back." He said reaching for the box not wanting to upset you. But instead of crying with a frown you have a soft smile on your face touching his hand and shaking your head. "I love it, thank you." You say wiping the tears from your face and then you see his arms covered in multiple colors of paint. "You hands." You laugh and he turns them over. "What? I think look very artistic don't you think?" He jokingly asked and you burst into laughter shaking your head up and down.

After a while the laughter died down, you picked up a canvas and opened the multitude of blues he made. "I'm glad you like it now I'll let you be-"

"No!" You yelled making him sit back down. "I haven't done a portrait in a while so now you get to be my victim." You laugh and he lets a chuckle out as you begin to outline his face. He watches how focused you are and that smile he has wanted to see for so many weeks now has finally came back.

I absolutely adore this 🥹🫶🏾💗!!!

Pairing- Sully Family x Sully!reader

Summary- You are the artistic child of Jake and Neytiri.

Pt.1 Pt.2

A/N- i was going to post this yesterday but I reread that one so I re did it and like this one better and @tejas-kris you asked me to tag you 🤭

You weren't as great a warrior as Neteyam, weren't as good a healer as Kiri, definitely not as impulsive as Lo'ak but there was something that you could do that your siblings couldn't. You could paint. You had found that smashing flowers and plants mixed with hox tree maple made a paste like substance. You began to draw and paint with it and you were actually good.

Obviously you didn't want to tell your mother and father, ecspecally your father. Not wanting to disapont them in your fathers words, ''You need to train in case the sky people come back you don't need to know useless stuff.'' He told you whenever you would show him something other than training related. So you gave yourself this, painting time just for you no one to judge you no one to speculate you just you.

And you didn't just blatantly paint, it was something in your lines something in your fingers and leafs you used as brushes that seemed alive, something of passion.

When you were mad, sad, happy anything you would put all of that energy to your next painting. You could do all kinds of painting realism to abstract anything to express how you feel and how you see your home how you see yourself. Eywa has given you something.

So there you were behind a huge boulder hidden behind a bundle of vines, you were supposed to be training with your siblings instead you ran your fingers around a circle with green paste. ''No no thats not the right shade of green.'' You quietly cursed yourself. ''Y/N'' you heard your name being called not far away by multiple vices. Eyes going wide you cover up your current canvas up and quickly rush over to a small river washing off the multiple color paste on your hands. ''There you are.'' the voice said the voice belonging to Neteyam and your other siblings trailing not far behind him. ''Dad is going to skin you alive if he knew you were skipping training.'' Neteyam hissed. ''What were you doing anyway?'' Lo'ak asked as the group watched you scrub the paint from your hands.

''It is nothing.'' You reply trying to stir them farther away from you stuff. ''You have stuff all over your face and hands, tell me or I'll tell mom.'' Tuk says making me hiss ''Tuk stop it, are you okay y/n'' Kiri asked concerned. You think for a second what is the worst that could happen if you tell them. ''Fine I'll show you.'' You say catching all of them off gaurd.

''Tell me where we are going.'' Lo'ak complained as you venture a little deeper into the woods. ''We are here.'' I say as we stop infront of a cover of vines. ''Sister there is nothing.'' Neteyam said confused. ''Are you all right, maybe she hit her head on the last raid.'' Lo'ak says whispering the last part making you roll your eyes. Pulling the vines aside you allowed them into your space.

Stepping in behind them you look around at the familiar space. The entire scenery was covered in paintings some of people, some of bugs, plants, fruit, everything it was a beautiful art gallery. Lo'ak touched one painting of his face it truly did look like him. Tuk played with a huge leaf that had the entire family painted on it. ''You did this?'' Neteyam asks as his hands trace over a few abstract peices. ''Yes I did.'' you answered organizing your paints and brushes. ''It is amazing why have you not told us about it.'' Kiri says, ''Becasue I did not want you to tell father cause Eywa knows what he'd have to say about this.'' You sigh. She shakes he head then her eyes venture over to the boulder. Jogging over there you stop her before she pulled the curtain it off.

''It is not done.'' You say breathlessly. ''Oh okay.'' she replies as a wave of relief washed over you. "Okay now that I have showed you tell me that you will not tell mom or dad." You say serious tone intact. "Okay but can we come here with you when you paint?" Tuk asked excited at the thought of seeing and helping you paint. "Okay sometimes when I say it okay." Tuk squeals in happiness as you rush them out of your studio.

That's what you did when you painted sometimes you would allow Kiri and Tuk to come along it Lo'ak and Neteyam or whoever wanted to come along. And sometimes when you had paint on your face they would take up for you, at least they have your back.

Now you are standing inside you and your families home getting badgered at by Jake for not following orders during a raid, "But if I didn't go Lo'ak would be dea-" you argue with your dad. "I do not care you did not follow order-" "No! I would rather not follow orders than let my brother die." You come back at him. "You were reckless stupid." He said and then something snapped you threw your bow at him making him stumble back. "You know what I'm not doing this take this shit I'm out." You say running off into the forest.

You left everyone shocked, now it had been hours since you left eclipse was over the forest and now Lo'ak was mad. "See what you did." He yelled catching Jake as well has the others off guard. "All she was trying to do was save me and you were yelling at her." He yelled not giving Jake a second to talk. "You know if you let her talk once in a while she wouldn't have ran off but all you do is yell and train her when was the last time you had a conversation with Y/N, your daughter." Lo'ak spoke face flustered with his emotions.

Then the realization of his son's hit him, he did treat you like a solider and he really couldn't remember the last conversation he had with you that wasn't training related and that made him angry with himself. He ran his hand over him face, "Okay okay but first we need to find her," he said sitting down on a chair, "but where would she go." He spoke to himself and the others in the room.

The children all looked at each other and nodded their head to each other, "We know where." Kiri was the first to speak. "What." Neytiri spoke making her kids come closer. "She has a place she goes to and does stuff she likes." Neteyam was the second to explain. "Let's draw them a map." Tuk said. "Yeah yeah that's a good idea Tuk, c'mon." Jake said as he turned to his other kids as they began to draw a map.

It took a minute as they argued over directions, "Okay and it will look like a bunch of vines but pull it back and it should be there." Neteyam said handing his father the map. "Good this is good watch your siblings while we go get her." Jake told Neteyam who only nodded his head before him and Neytiri headed to where you were, they hoped.

As for you, your siblings knew you to well cause you were your art studio, at first you just threw you red and black paints on a new canvas cursing at your father at yourself at Eywa for making you not like your siblings. And then that wasn't enough pulling the sheet off the boulder continuing the unfinished painting as tears fell from your eyes. "I just wanna be enough why can't I be enough for you asshole." You muttered as your hands fumbled at the boulder smearing black paint on it.

Jake and Neytiri found the place the kids instructed them to pulling the vines back Neytiri went in first weapon up defensively Jake along with her. They put it back as they saw you painting, paint covering your hands along with brushes, some on your face, tears falling from your eyes and their hearts broke a little. Jake could feel a price of his soul burning he caused you to cry like this.

It seemed that you were to caught up with painting to realize they were there so they watched you and then they saw the Canvas.

It was them.

It was truly them, you had every detail to a small freckle your mother has under her eyebrow that only you would notice. And they saw you how a small tear fell from your eye as you finished Jake's last stripe on his face.

And when you saw them you gasped. "What are you doing here." You asked. "We came to get you Y/N you scared us running away." Neytiri said. Jake looked around it was magnificent and you made it. Was he truly that blind to see his daughter had a beautiful gift and it seemed she loved it. "Yeah right." You reply putting your stuff away.

"Y/N.." Jake says voice breaking a little. "Yes." You say holding all the emotions you had bottled up. "My daughter I am so so sorry." He said and those words fell from his mouth the tears flowed out and you back away. "I have been blind you, you are amazing." Those words oh how you have waited for him to say that all your childhood. They came closer now in front of you, not there usual intimidating stare that made you feel small and incompetent. But with loving and sad eyes that made you feel like their little girl again.

And then you fell into thier open arms, getting a little paint on them but they did not care they only cared about you right now.

After you tears calmed down you all sat down, "It is beautiful Y/N." Your mother complimented your art work that was in the boulder. "Thank you." You said gently with a smile.

And then you had a conversation, a real conversation. Nothing about war, training, just talking. You told them how you really loved to paint and was to scared to tell them. That hurt both of them but understood why. And then you showed them all of your works, you showed them a few you made of them and your family and them one of the forest and tree of souls and then your abstract pieces Neytiri loves those. And by the end of the talk Jake's heart swelled with understatement and happiness for his daughter.

But now that they know good luck having to do quiet a few portraits (Lo'ak and Jake).

This was so heartwarming!! 😭🫶🏾💗

Cold

⋆★⋆★⋆

Heaving chests all around, the only thing in their mind was that they were safe and together. But something deep and churning kept place in Lo’ak’s stomach.

The common thing between twins in Na’vi culture was that they were more connected than most. They had this special bond that most siblings didn’t obtain. Ever since Lo’ak and his twin sister had been born under the same light, they could feel one-another. They felt each other’s losses, peculiar feelings, and they especially felt eachother’s calm heart. So imagine how his heart dropped as soon as he felt alone.

So utterly alone and cold, he felt.

“Dad, where’s y/n?” and everyone’s breath hitched.

— ⋆⋆ —

Gasping for air, she had managed to drag herself on the rough rock, but she couldn’t care less now that she had bigger wounds to tend to. Wheezing out shallow breaths, her shaking hand rested slightly on the edge of the blade, the same blade that had pierced her heart.

She wasn’t sure how she felt exactly. Her legs were numb, one of them clearly in no condition to walk with, her face had been covered in dried gore that not even the water could wash off, and her arms were covered in several deep gashes and bruises. Taking one last deep breath, her hand gripped the knife, obviously not being enough as the removal was simply worse than the actual wound.

The gruesome scene was surely something, and she was sure that the other guy (who she hadn’t bothered to even learn the name of) had looked worse when she was done with him, but that didn’t stop her from meeting the same fate as he did.

Letting out a guttural scream that truly screamed bloody murder, the girl could only sob and heave and clutch her torn skin that she was sure would get infected if she had even managed to get out of here. Taking a peek at the sky, all she could see were black and white spots jumping around. Blinking even hurt as she soon accepted that this would be the way she would leave.

Was her older brother okay? She was sure the bullet only grazed him, she took the bullet for him before getting dragged back by the same guy she killed. Most importantly, was her twin brother okay? Was he breathing better than her? Did he carry the same feeling she did at this moment?

Choking out a sob, the girl felt a chill of acceptance run through her. She wouldn’t make it out of this. Even though she was still young and hadn’t completed her Rite of Passage, she knew she was going to die. Curling up into a ball, she felt cold and as if all the thoughts in her head were simply vanishing, the only thing repeating itself were comforting nothings. Taking one last short gasp, she paid one last thank you to ewya herself, spending the last thing she’s ever seen on the looming eclipse.

— ⋆⋆ —

“No No No Y/N!”

As the wailing begun, Jake couldn’t help but want to simply shoot himself in the head right now.

Taking one look at her daughter once more, he turned around and crouched down. Taking some shaky gulps of air, he felt the worlds suddenly closing in on himself. He’s been through this before, only he wasn’t experiencing it directly. Turning his head to take a look at Lo’ak, his heart broke into a million pieces right then and there.

Clutching her hand to his heart, his hands were already covered in her drying blood, trying to gain that silly warmth that everyone felt if they had ever been around her. Whimpering tiny delusions to himself, he couldn’t help but wonder if this was some sick joke. Meeting the eyes of his father, he could tell this was taking some toll on him too.

Trying to let out a few words, only a squeak could be heard before he ran his hand over his face and his his face away from the rest of the grieving children. He had let her die cold and alone.

He had let the sweetest person he had possibly ever met, the one who could do no bad, die stuck in her head and fighting. He wasn’t there to comfort her, caress her face as a distraction from the pain, nothing. If only he had been there sooner, if only he hadn’t betrayed Miles, if only he decided to follow the rules.

Kiri, who was simply sobbing to herself, held spider’s hand so tight that he was sure she would break it, but he wasn’t paying attention to that as he shed a wave of tears himself. Tuk, that poor child, tried laying her head on her older sister’s chest, trying to find a heartbeat, something, to prove that she was gone forever.

Neytiri, at this point blubbering thing to herself, only calmed down as she took in the peaceful expression on her daughter’s features. She had always been calm, but sometimes the way shadows hit her face showed nothing but a mask. Her eyebrows were always a little tense, but now they rested easily.

Tsireya, who was weeping right next to Lo’ak, couldn’t help but remember how sweet she was. She had a heart for many, even her brother, who had gone to extreme measures to simply make sure that they hadn’t felt welcome. She recalled the funny and heartwarming, sometimes sad memories that he had shared with her, and that only brought more tears to her eyes.

— ⋆⋆ —

The clan was silent.

Both y/n’s ilu and ikran had gone wild, suddenly scurrying off but not without a tiny fight with a few of the men, trying to keep them stable.

Ao’nung, who had seen the whole thing go down, was sure of his reason as to why these things were happening, but he didn’t want to believe himself. He was cruel, desperate to relive himself of these feelings he felt around the doe-eyed girl. Now, as he stood there, rigid and hardly breathing, let out a gasp as he could see a group in the distance.

As people started whispering, they were cut short as his mother let out a tiny noise at the sight of them. Peeking around a shoulder, he felt his heart drop down to his stomach. She was there, only not in the condition he hoped and prayed for. She was limp, pale, and completely rid of life as her father carried her in his arms, obviously not ready to accept the fact that she was dead.

Huffing out a “no”, he ran off, shoving people out of his way as his parents focused more on the sobbing daughter that was shown possibly the first heartbreak she had ever experienced. Her oldest brother didn’t know, how would he react?

—…

I’m crying my eyes out rn, omg, my heart hurts 🥲💔

I’ve read so many angsty fics today, this shit hurts frfr

I Trusted You [Part One] | Ao'nung

sypnosis: you thought ao'nung was a good person, who kept his promises, but you were wrong after ao'nung abandoned your little brother outside of the reef.

ao'nung had a soft spot for you. everyone on the island could see it. for some reason, there were only two people (minus tuk) who ao'nung would never mess with: you and neteyam. it might've been some sort of respect and understanding for neteyam that ao'nung decided to not mess with him, no one was sure. however, everyone seemed to have a mutual realization that ao'nung might've had some sort of crush on you.

this was evident in the way ao'nung taught you how to ride an ilu, which was the complete opposite of when he had "taught" lo'ak and the rest of your siblings. ao'nung had helped you slide on to the aquatic animal, gently holding your hand and wrapping his other arm around you to place a hand on your waist to hold you steady on the ilu. he was soft with you as he quietly whispered in your ear on how to ride an liu, placed a hand on your thigh to correct your posture, and tighten your hold on the saddle by engulfing your hand with his much larger one.