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Thinking about Neytiri in the depth of her grief for Silwanin, devastated by pain and anger and guilt, suddenly being hit by the realization that now she has to fill her role as well. That by murdering Silwanin, the sky people not only took her sister away, they stole her freedom too
Mo'at from Avatar drawn on HEAVYPAINT. Ive always been so drawn to her design she's so beautiful <3
forgot to post this one, I did end up finishing it
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Short neyrang ficlet because theyre underappreciated and I can’t be normal about 2 people hating each other (crossposted on ao3- @https_b3a, “She Whispers While Im Sleeping” )
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When Neytiri falls deep into slumber, unconsciousness taking her battered and wethered body into rest, she dreams of fire.
She dreams of the Witch’s den, the loud percussive music thrumming rhythmically before you even see the camp.
It was an omen to the pain to come, to flames that towered, the screeching, the bone and the ash and the metal that splintered like glass with the light, sending shards of amber-yellow dancing on the ash below.
The circle of warriors moves as one catastrophic being, swaying and yipping and ululating as a concordance, shadowed faces revealed by the sprays of light.
The fire exposed everything.
And in the centre of the great mass of raw violence, was the witch- holding two twirling buugengs of stone. She orchestrated the fire, and in route, the warriors. She sprayed dust from her palms into the centre of the flames, erupting in a great column of heat, spitting embers from its gaping maws.
And the witch laughed, a horrifically beautiful sound, like a silver bell. It was not innocent, but pure to the point of truth, and expression of true enjoyment and pleasure in the display of power as she undulated with the horde.
And in her dreams, Neytiri strides towards her unafraid. She is strong-hearted. She does not fear witches as little girls do, she does not fear false prophets. She does not fear Medusa despite her many snakes, if she does not turn her enemies to stone.
The time slows as the witch takes notice, crimson body paint still twisting and rippling with every flick of her body as she moves with the flames. And Neytiri is filled with hate. It dug into her forehead like an arrowhead, and spread through her brain in a river of anguish, dripping hot and heavy in his limbs and igniting her ribs like lightning. It wriggled into her spine like a maggot, twisting and turning and writhing like it had touched a hot pan. And it settled into her gut, weighted and warm (hate should not feel like this. Hate should not feel good)
And in her dream, she lunges and tears as her throat, wanting to rip and seethe, to drag her nails through her shoulders like soft, overripe fruit, to burn the feathers that adorned her, to bare her, and shame her, and hiss and spit and tear open and drink whatever liquid poured out. To pull apart whatever made up the witch made from ash and fire and stolen lives and consumes with sickening hunger.
And in her dream, the witch of fire softens. She becomes pliant, and pliable, and flashes of white smiles and softer touches.
And in her dream, the witch holds her tight and rocks her slowly, and pressed ash marked fingers to her forehead and whispers sweet nothings.
And Neytiri wakes up in the home of her broken family, torn apart by hate and anguish, and held together by devotion to the strange thing that is family.
And Neytiri wakes up and thinks of the witch’s hands.
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Avatar Frontiers of Pandora has the potential to be a horror game.
SARENTU MOOT
I will die on this fucking hill. This franchise as a whole had the potential to be a horror franchise. The game follows our Sarentu- we know this- but what we find OUT is horrific! The Sarentu moot is the most terrifying thing in the whole game. Our family and Teylan, Ri’nela, Nor and Rasi’s families are all slaughtered and too HIDE their crimes Mercer dissolves the bodies in ACID. I think the least talked about is when we go back you can HEAR THEIR TALKING AND SCREAMING. On top of this in an old glitch you CAN SEE THE SARENTU.
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Source Here -> Sarentu Ghosts
the Yava is explained and how it just "appeared' one day. Keep in mind that none of the other Na'vi knew that the sarentu are killed. So when they go missing they see the yava as punishment (this is speculation on my part, trying to see the way the Na'vi would think) and leads to the shunning of the Kame'tire due to Anufi giving them the medicines that supposedly killed them (it was bitch as mercer's fault but I digress). You have to read in between the lines but there is a audio log that you can find in Tap Con-1 where a soldier talks about multiple barrels of acid in their warehouse and how it can hurt the other soldiers. We later find these barrels of acid at the abandoned sarentu moot site. While doing some reaserch this is what I've found.
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Here (Yava)
Source -> Sodium Hydroxide barrels
Source -> Yava
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Anyway I just wanted to talk about this because for such a huge game there is literally no videos that go in depth about the game lore
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NEYTIRIWEEK2026 — from aug 31st to sept 6th 🌿
here is the prompt list, with examples/suggestions to use as inspiration! the event will also be held on twitter by @/neytiriweek.
make sure to tag your posts with #neytiriweek2026 so that i can repost them ♡
I’m probably swinging a bat at a hornet’s nest here, but it’s been bugging me for long enough I gotta say it (and I will preface that this is not vaguing any one specific person; I’ve seen this multiple separate times): I do think that if you’re going out of your way to make a Na’vi OC or entire fan clan that’s pale skinned, blonde/white-haired, European features, etc you really should maybe stop and think about why you feel comfortable whitewashing the most blatantly Indigenous-coded people I’ve ever seen in a piece of fiction. Like, why is this the path you’re taking? There are so many ways to make a unique-looking Na’vi that are Not This. There are so many ways to do a polar/tundra clan (usually the excuse I see people using as to why their Na’vi is white) that are not whitewashing. I’m sure it can be done in a non-racist way if you’re very careful and thoughtful and making a clan based on, say, the Sámi people or a similar group who often do have pale skin and hair but remain an Indigenous minority group, but most of the time I see it it’s just white Na’vi in clothes based on non-white Indigenous cultures and I just - bluntly, I think people are maybe not thinking the internalized racism of this one through enough. It rings of wanting to play with the fictional aspects of it while still only drawing white people.
Anyway, just - something to think about. Obviously I’m not the almighty authority on the subject - far from it - it’s just something I’ve seen often enough that it feels worth saying something.

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the way a lot of you talk about Nor, Ronal and other Na’vi who are against breaking Eywa’s law of not using metal is really showing.
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I've drew quite a few Avatar pieces, so I thought I'd put together a small gallery of my most recent ones X'D
I'd love to hear which one u like best and why!!
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I love this scene because it showcases Neytiri’s deepest motivation and the true essence of her character: her love for her people and her home, and her willingness to do everything in her power—including sacrificing her own life—to protect them. Neytiri was ready to go against unquantifiable rda forces completely on her own, with three arrows. She knew she didn’t have any chance of surviving, but she was willing to face them anyway. You can see it in her face: there is no other option for her.
A lot of people misinterpret her actions, acting like she only ever did everything for Jake. She went to war for him, she was ready to die for him, but that’s not true. What Neytiri is fighting for—what she always fights for—is her people. Her home. Even if it means giving her own life, even if it means she will get not only killed, but slaughtered. If there is the slightest chance that her sacrifice will slow down her oppressors, save her people and liberate their home, she will take it without hesitation.

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Everyone in the RDA needs to die actually
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