𝑚𝑤𝑎ℎ, 𝑚𝑤𝑎ℎ: rory ㅤ♡

❛ lotus-eater

( ˈlōdəsˌēdər, noun )

A word with Greek mythology origins, a lotus-eater is characterized as one who lives their life in a constant state of dream and fantasy, they are completely indifferent to the busy world and its problems.

• etymology: In classic mythology, lotus-eater are a member of people, whom Odysseus discovered in an eternal condition of forgetfulness. They were completely enraptured by their indulgence of the fruit of the legendary lotus. ❜

𝐼ndex 𝑂f 𝑆ea, 𝑆ea 𝑆wallow 𝑀e

use this atlas, “navigation.” . ꕤ ｡˚

volume une ּ ֶָ֢. philia, a deep camaraderie

i. touched so softly

ii. siren eyed

iii. i dream of you (like lovers do)

volume deux ּ ֶָ֢. pragma, long term love

iv. i never dreamed you’d stay

v. for so many reasons

vi. sea, see she loves me.

volume trois ֶָ֢. la galerie

digital lookbook !

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 to 𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐀 ꫂ❁

˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ other aliases. naia selene narrow, nai, a five letter word to be revealed.

twenty going on thirty; viable signs being pisces, cancer, and virgo depending on one’s interpretation of her.

introverted, sensing, thinking, ‘n perceiving. observing the world firstly with her eyes and ‘hands’ ( spiritual hands ) before grounding herself in the physicality of it.

healer by trade, nonbender by alleged choice . . .

bearing a spiritual attunement to salt water and fresh water.

𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 ❥ hi, my angels! am i juggling three fics rn.. well yes. this came to be in a dream after watching the new atla movie where the gaang is all grown up & i also took light inspiration from my own previous works for this concept. in mind, i’m envisioning something short and sweet but fast burn. stay tuned. pinterest board !! 👼🏾

𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ༯ i will preface that the entire cinematic universe of avatar is primarily asian & indigenous inspired. in this au, the coastal nation ( harbor city ) is a mixture of my experience as a caribbean person and blends of the southern/northern water tribe. therefore, it is a mixed society — because i do not want to minimize or take away from the asian & indigenous representation. if you have any corrections on my interpretations, i would appreciate it fully to make this reader even more inclusive 🤍.

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warnings this is honestly a very clean read on surface level but there are some: sexual content, angst, fluff, depictions of war, & overall any morally ambiguous details which come with avatar as a whole. ‎ . ݁⋆ ۶ৎ ݁˖ . ݁

DYNAMICS ⋮ ⌗ ┆ avoidant x healthy attachment, friends to lovers, fast burn disguised as slow burn, protective x shy, vulnerability, miscommunication, growth as a couple, healer x avatar, slight power imbalance.

tropes eventual romance, first love (for naia/oc), love confessions, long-term relationship, mutual pining, soulmates.

𝑖. the Garden

⋆.˚ interior not applicable, outside space only.

ೀ exterior the garden sits just beyond her home, coastal and herb-loaded — jasmine planted low and wiry, salt leaf growing near tidal soil, lemongrass and mint blends she’s experimented with borderline chemically. a shallow pond holds her pale pink lotuses and has since gathered leafy green lily pads, slimy frogs, and fish that nip at fingertips dipped in the clear water. bees and small creatures treat it as a fixture of the property. frogs croak and cry through night and day, there are azalea saplings planted near the pond as of late. the garden is described as a “symphony of herbs,” equal parts medicinal and seasoning.

°❀.ೃ࿔ direct quotes “i have no green thumb, though. do not be fooled.” (ch. 1) “you picked such fine choices, they bask and hone tiny frogs now. i never knew frogs to be so excited.” (ch. 1) “the garden already busies itself with buzzy bees and the familiar scented salts and jasmine plants piled low and wiry.” (ch. 5)

𝑖𝑖. Her Home

⋆.˚ interior described by aang as paradoxically “minimalist-maximalist” containing several scented candles of sea moss, persimmon. many beaded curtains separating the hallway from naia’s room, a bed too small for someone of aang’s height — though she accommodates him anyway. her room holds a reverent altar, many oils are arranged by potency on shelves, and recently a hook installed for aang’s cloak — i headcanon she slept with it on the nights of his departure. zulie’s space is softer and messier. carrying a small bunny plush, frizzy-curl chaos constantly in her path. naia cannot sit down her sibling for a simple wash day. alas, a gilded birdcage for ola decorated in flowers and lace; she picks them apart. the home smells consistently of jasmine and myrrh.

ೀ exterior her home carries a coastal, lived-in warmth curated by years of use after her parents diplomatic relations. it is patterned by curtains depicting seashells and conchs that shake in midnight wind, in seasonal hurricanes it is quiet, a porch with an overhang where rain can be watched without getting soaked, a palm-woven reading chair — yes, palm from trees. candle-esque string lights and lanterns appear at night more visibly; the porch railing holds a small lantern aang lights with a controlled flint. also naia’s property includes the sea-grass plain where appa lands and basks, set apart enough from the main road to stay quiet — he is a nosy creature after all.

°❀.ೃ࿔ direct quotes “a small hook appears on her bedroom wall… aang’s cloak hangs there without proper reasoning.” (ch. 2) “a patterned curtain wildly shook in the midnight’s warm air, its pattern slightly distorted. seashells, conchs specifically.” (ch. 2) “naia’s home held a cozy air to it, decorated by clearly a young woman & a younger child who bore much affection for starfish and flowery objects.” (ch. 2)

𝑖𝑖𝑖. the Cove

⋆.˚ interior the air inside is notably colder unlike harbor city’s constant humidified air, almost sieve-like in how it strips humidity. shelves line every other wall — jarred leaves soaked in salt water, folded cloth bundles, stone bowls of crushed salts and herbs, sorted with rigorous organizational logic: where lower shelves vs. higher shelves are based on potency and structural needs. a low basin of water sits center and silent, used for both water-bending demonstration (water-bending naia claims to lack) and practical washing, cleansing, etc. a wooden bench cushioned with crocheted sheets serves as the patient seat. the space is quiet in a “practiced” way — never empty-quiet. a body houses it always. night or day. rain or shine.

ೀ exterior limestone and sand constructed by hands decades ago. naia learned this upon her move in — almost four years ago. it is set slightly off the main road near a quieter stretch of the port but considerably within walking distance of her home. what decorates the cove is wind chimes made of sea glass and shells hanging from eaves, audible throughout the day and hardly at night. a painted sign above the door bears the cove’s name in few scripts. the building reads as functional and weathered and rather ornamental — built for work, built for refuge.

°❀.ೃ࿔ direct quotes “a limestone and sand formed cove sat slightly off of the main road, luckily the nearby port seemed much quieter from this point. wind chimes hung from its eave—sea glass and shells clinking off of each other in harmony whenever breeze brushed against them.” (ch. 1) “inside of the healer’s cove, the air was cold—frigid might’ve been a better word. like a sieve strained out every grain of humidity.” (ch. 1) “a low basin of water sat near the center, rippling without any contact.” (ch. 1)