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Summary: With emotions high, you and Tonowari finally admit your feelings to each other leading to rather dramatic and passionate confessions and for lust to spill over.
The vows said and mated before Eywa. Your future changes irreversibly.
Warnings: Angst, emotions, confessions, love. Jealous Tonowari, possessiveness. Cheating (Tonowari to Ronal. Sorry Ronal!) Longing, sexual tension, and....
SMUT! MDNI!!! 18+
Including: hint of dirty talk, Bit of a size kink (coz we like ourself our big man) kissing, touching/heavy petting, groping, fingering, oral f-receiving, big cock Tonowari, hand job, p in v sex, Passionate sex, Multiple orgasms, pulling out and cumming on reader/us, suggestive to multiple rounds.
Yes, When we go down the rabbit hole… we drown in it (Enjoy fellow Tonowari sluts <3)
Also mentions of Breeding cycle/Heat/Rut themes (including high temperatures)
Word Count: 8.4k
Author Note: I’m back 😊 And the gods said “LET THERE BE SMUT!!” Definitely a different vibe of smut from the last Fanfiction I wrote so I hope it works for Husband and us <3 Enjoy!
You were hidden in the forest by the time the anger started to dissolve. Pacing while moaning and complaining in your head. What the fuck did he mean by that? What just coz we kissed he owns me now? Well as hot as that is its bullshit! It’s clear we can’t be together so what’s the point? He can't have me so no one else can? Fuck off!
By the time you finally stopped running your feet left the forest floor and your toes found relief in the sand. The moon high in the sky as you walked a secluded beach. Stopping by the water, waves meeting your toes. The moonlight bathing your figure and the sounds of the party dim, only mild flickers of music under the sounds of the waves before you. You stared out to the sea. To the colours under the waves, the silence, the beauty but all you could think about was how your feelings were going to ruin everything for you... for your family. I won’t put my family in danger. No matter how much I love it here if I can’t keep this secret... if I can’t be around him. I’ll have no choice; I’ll have to leave. Tears weld in your eyes at the thought. You didn’t want to leave. Not your family. Not your new friends. Not the reef. And the thought of leaving him made your hand crutch to your chest and your tears fall. But I will. For my family, to prevent them from shame. I will.
"Vivena!" Oh fuck off! You quickly wiped your tears back with your hand.
“Go away” You groaned glancing back to the tree line to see the tall frame of the Olo’eyktan fast approaching you. You turned with every bit of anger and frustration you could muster. “I told you this was decided! Done. That we need to stay away from each other. What are you doing?!” Your emotions, anger, frustration, hurt, pain all pushing against your ribcage. He stopped in his tracks.
“Viv” His voice the same smooth authority it always was and with that same softness seemingly set aside for you.
“You shouldn’t be here. Go” He didn’t move. You took a step back. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to see you” You scoffed.
“And that’s the whole problem isn’t it! I’m trying to do the right thing and stay away from you and yet your always fuckin there!” You just about yelled in his face. But it didn’t come out as strong as intended. Your emotions were to heightened, heart too sore “Just go” you let out a sob before turning back to the ocean. You hoped he would listen. Agree with you, give up and go.
But Tonowari was not having it. For a second, he just watched you. How beautiful you looked standing there in that moment. The moonlight against your figure, the glistering of your syuratan [bioluminescence freckles] as well as the sea shells all over your dress. A vision, a goddess. Tonowari’s own and every weakness in Na’vi form.
You didn’t have time to argue or tell him off again before he had his chest crowded against your back in a matter of seconds. The familiar heat of his skin setting your own alight. His warm breath against your ear.
“No” You tried to be strong but the word came out broken, laced with a sob and tears fell. You couldn’t help but fall into his strong embrace as your walls shattered. Two arms wrapping around your torso as your truth spilled forward. “I’m trying. Do you know how hard it is simply being in your presence?!” You shifted in his hold; a fools attempt to break free but Tonowari only held you firmer. “To see you behind every corner? In every reflection of the reef?” You couldn’t hold back anymore. “I’m trying so hard to be good. To follow the rules, to be a good sister, a good member of the clan. To fight against every urge in my body, my soul. And yet your always there. Always say the right thing. You don’t know how much this hurts…” Your eyes glassy, body going limp in his hold as you broke down. You could feel him react to every word you said. His fingers tightening their grip while laced in yours and holding your hand to your chest, his body almost shaking with the weight of his own breaths as he took in every word.
For a moment he just held you, let your breath steady and the tears dry. His own mind lost, reeling with what was said, what he would say? His warmth welcoming, comfortable, safe. But you needed to move. I can’t be here.
You shifted again this time stronger. Shaking out of his hold, using every ounce of strength still left in your veins. “Perhaps I should just go back to the forest, go back—”
“No!” He cut you off with that same authority he always had. The tone that reminded you of who he was. Turning back to face him.
“But—”
“No.” He dropped to his knees, and took your hips in his large hands. The action startling you. His hands holding you firm, unmoving. Your eyes looking down at him in a mix of tender surprise, of vulnerability.
“Tonowari… what? What are you doing?” He looked up at you like you were something to pray for. A goddess. A deity. “Get up” But his hands didn’t move. Strong, large and fitting perfectly into the curves of your hips. You let your hands rest on his broad shoulders.
“No. You’re not going anywhere. You are Metkayina now. Your place is here, in this clan and….” He leaned forward face towards your abdomen, warm breath ticking the skin just above the top of your loincloth. “And with me” He raised his head and looked up to you.
“What?”
“You think I don’t feel it too? You think you’re not in my thoughts every other moment of the day? That my mind isn’t racked with guilt and desire in equal parts before I sleep at night; next to a woman that I’ve already sworn myself to before Eywa? A woman that barely crosses my mind coz I’m too busy thinking of you” He stood up taking your hands in his. “I’ve prayed to Eywa for strength and guidance. I’ve tried to ignore my feelings. But I can’t anymore than you can” You couldn’t help but reach forward and touch his face. Your fingertips tracing the tattoo from his chin to his brow before coming to rest in his hair. He closed the distance, forehead gentle against your own. You broke the moment of peace as your thoughts spiralled. You sighed.
“But what choice do we have? You can’t ask me to stay and let us both continue to suffer in each other’s presence…” You pulled your head back, eyes meeting his “Your mated” You signed again looking down and stepping back from him. Watching his hands, body reach for you. “You can’t claim me, I can’t be your woman” You turned your back, long strides up the beach, where the sand met the rocks, the forest.
“I can and I will” The tone of his words had you whip your head back, body turning to find him already crowding you against a large moss-covered rock.
“Tonowari… you can’t mean that…” He took your face in his large hands. You gulped, all this close contact making your head spin and your heart beat loudly in your chest.
“I mean it. I knew it the moment we kissed, the moment I held you. That there isn’t a damn thing I wouldn’t do to call you mine and there’s nothing anyone can do to change that” His forehead back on yours as his chest met yours and arms slipped around your body. “And seeing those men speak to you tonight, want to court you…” His ears twitched, back straightened. “Gave me thoughts unbecoming for a Olo'eyktan” I’m going to melt right here and now.
“I didn’t know I could make the big Olo'eyktan jealous?” You teased lightening the mood. He chuckled, breath warm against your face.
“Oh you know what you’re doing?” He smirked looking down, gentle and admiring eyes over your outfit. Reaching out to run a finger down the intricate net design off your shoulder. You felt a warmth under your skin. Not totally unwelcomed and not completely obvious as your heat but mild and there. Enough to remind you that time this close to him could only lead to one thing. You prayed internally your heat would stay away.
“I should go. I can’t be this close to you… without…” He smiled, amused.
“Without what?” You returned the smile. You waited for his grip around you to relax before reaching up towards his ear.
“Without wanting to climb you like a fuckin tree” Tone low and a little raspy, breath against his ear. Your body leaving his before the last word left your lips. But that didn’t last long…
One minute you were taking a step towards the forest and the next you were lifted in the air. A firm grasp around your waist and Tonowari had your legs wrapped around his midsection, your chest tight against his own. Lips collided with his by the fingers curled around the back of your neck. Back softly leaning against the moss of the same large rock as before as his body pressed against yours.
The silence of the night broken by a sympathy of groans and moans as your kiss turned messy fast. Your lips battling for dominance for only a moment before you willing gave it. Muscles relaxing into his hold, fingers like vines around his shoulders, neck, hair. His hands once again groping your thighs, your ass. You moaned into his mouth.
He came up for only a single breath before running kisses down your neck “Tell me more…” His normally levelled voice, measured words long gone as he rasped every heavy word against your neck “about what you…want to do to me... with me” You groaned into his hair. Fingers tightening on the strands at the back.
“If I do that…” You took a breath yourself as your own lips kissed his shoulder “…even Eywa herself will blush”
He groaned and you wanted to cum on the stop. For a second your spiralled mind registered something other had the feel of his kiss and hands, a cool wind on your hardened nipples. Your head leaned back, hitting the moss covered stone. Eyes glassy as you noticed the shoulders of your dress and top had dropped down your arms, material slack under your exposed breasts.
Tonowari’s eyes glanced up, meeting yours and his warm breath stopped just above the place he wished, dreamed to explore. A plea in his gaze, you nodded as you gasped for breath. Tonowari didn’t waste time.
“Oh fuck” You arched your back as his face collided with the soft flesh of your breasts. Open mouth kisses as his hands stayed poised on both ass cheeks holding you firm against him.
“You’re so beautiful…it hurts” Your eyes closed as the sensations overwhelmed you further. His lips like heaven, tongue tracing from your nipple to the tiny growth marks along the sides of your full breasts. He kissed like he was worshipping them. Because he was. Like he was reciting every curve to memory. Because he was. And the hottest part? When you shifted in his hold, moved your core against his lower abdomen. You felt him. A sizeable, growing mass right under your clothed tragically wet core. The dirty moan that left your lips was quickly swallowed by Tonowari’s own groan as his lips once again met yours.
A noise in the forest broke the tension. Whether it was an Ikran in the trees or some other creature of Pandora going about its evening; it was enough to have Tonowari pause his movements. Taking deep, ragged exhales and resting his forehead against your shoulder.
“We… should… stop” Tonowari raised his head, finding your gaze. You both looked a mess. Pieces of hair loose around your faces, lips kiss-bitten, eyes heavy with want. You took a deep breath.
“We should” You let your forehead rest against his. Your body still tingling, limbs heavy and core pulsing with desire “Any longer and well, I wouldn’t have stopped” Tonowari’s eyes were darker than you’d ever seen them but still with that softness. That look like you came from the heavens. You felt his muscles flex under your touch and his eyes closed at your words.
“Me neither” He gently loosened his grip on your ass, your legs unlocking and feet touching the ground. A large hand pulling the straps of your top up your shoulders, admiring eyes taking in one last look before your chest was covered. This posture straightened, ears flicking back like he’d just came up with an idea.
“Come with me” Tonowari took your hand in his and gestured the forest. You gave him a questioning look.
“Where?”
“I want to show you something. A place I know you’ll appreciate” You held his hand but hesitated to move. But haven’t we just proved that we lack the willpower to be alone together without jumping each other? “We will return to the village after but first I want to show you something” You couldn’t say no.
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You stood there hand on your heart, wonder and awe in your eyes. You were in what could only be described as one of the most beautiful caves you’d ever seen. Hidden higher in the rock formations, a collection of fresh water pools dripping in bioluminescence colour and touched by the forest. Vines, moss, flowers lining the walls. And the best part? A view overlooking the night sky, the ocean and a glow surrounded my floating rock formations. The cove of the ancestors!
You were so lost with the beaty of the view, standing by the edge, that for a second you remembered you were not alone. “It’s so beautiful. Thank you for bringing me----” Your words cut off as your turned to face him. Only to be surprised to find Tonowari on his knees before you. No longer wearing his Olo'eyktan garments or anything other than his loincloth. His Akula tooth necklace, chest plate, even his dagger resting on the ground by his side. Everything that made him look and radiate the chief that he was, forgotten. Who he is bare in front of you. His hands took yours. “Tonowari…what?” The way he looked up at you… oh Eywa…
“I kneel before you not just as Olo'eyktan but as a man laid bare. A man that wants nothing more than to claim you as his woman…” You laced your fingers in his. Eyes welling with emotion, love “I know we haven’t done this right so far, you deserve a proper courtship, to be fought for, showered with love and gifts before I could think myself worthy of even a single kiss…And I will do that. One word from you and I’ll stand before Ronal, our families, the whole clan and tell them that Eywa has bestowed the greatest gift to me. That the All Mother in her wisdom brought you to me, made it clear that we are to be mated, bonded for life” You exhale the breath you didn’t realise you were holding “I’m not naïve, we both know others will have their opinions, question us. But who are they to question the will of Eywa” You reached for him, your fingers holding his jaw.
He melted in your touch “If you can look past everything else, to what we truly want… I, Tonowari te Tsika'u Arvak'itan ask you Vivena te Suli vitra Mo'at'ite to bond yourself to me as my mate. Everything else will work out with time but all I know is that here and now I want to call you mine. Ma yawntu [my beloved], ma tìyawn [my love], muntxate [wife]…” He smiled “Ma Vivena”
Vivena of the Sully Family, soul daughter of Mo’at, he saw you.
Past the fact you were born human, lived in an avatar body... He saw your determination, your strength to be a true Na’vi first in your home clan and now as Metkayina. And he saw deeper, to the parts of yourself that made up your soul. Your kindness, your humour, dedication to family, honour to the Na’vi way…your bond with Eywa.
He saw you.
“I see you Tonowari te Tsika'u Arvak'itan” You took his face in both your hands, leaning your body down till you joined him on the cool ground. Till you were level with him and the rawest in his gaze “And I would be honoured to call you mine. No matter what we face tomorrow, today and always I am yours”
“I see you Ma Vivena” And by the look in his eyes, his soul shining through you knew he meant it with his whole being. You wiped away the few lingering tears of joy in your eyes. And did the only thing you could. What you wanted to do since the moment you first saw him. You jumped him.
His back hit the soft ground, moss and grass like a blanket beneath solid muscle. Large, sea-hardened arms wrapping around you in reflex as your body landed on his, lips meeting his own. Your passion was eagerly reciprocated, his lips just as eager on your own. A low groan leaving him and his normally controlled countenance.
The seconds past by in a whirl of heavy breaths against a calm breeze. Your arms once again wrapped around his broad shoulders, holding him close as the fear, the hesitation of the past moons melted away. His own hands keeping you locked in position, one groping your thigh as you straddled him. The other threaded into your curls at the back of your head and neck, guiding your movements with that same possessive, dominance that you’d only seen glimpses of as yet. Your body shifting on top of his as all the sensations drove your breath ragged and an ache travel to your core. Your clothed heat obscenely slick and rutting against his clothed cock, a pleasant hardness underneath the material that was driving you mad and brain dizzy.
“tìyawn [love]” Lust and the last of his restraint dripping off his lips as Tonowari hovered against your own. A hand pausing its explorations to hold the side of your head. Thumb running along your cheekbone, making you open your dazed eyes. You could of came right there by how dark the blue had turned in his eyes. Black all but eclipsing the blue “I meant… what I said…” His words pushed out between breaths especially when you leaned down and started kissing down his neck. His firming grip on your thigh turned ass let you know when you found the spot you wanted, right at his scent gland “Viv…” You felt his muscles all tense around you, before the hand on your hair tightened, not to hurt you but enough to pull you back to meet his gaze. Drunk, lustful filled and completely wrecked gaze. “You’re not helping” There was amusement to the words. You leaned back; fingers spread over the toned muscle of his pecs, over the intricate lines of tattoos. A playful but still dazed smirk on your lips.
“And you keep stopping. If you want to wait till our mating ceremony before the clan you need to tell me” Your voice soft as you relaxed in his arms.
“I…” You could see the confliction in his eyes. He looked pained. “We… shouldn’t… but…” Tonowari hid his face into the curve of your shoulder. Huffs of warm air against your skin. “I… don’t know”
“Did I just make the mighty Olo'eyktan stutter?” That earned you a harsh grope on your ass, one so delightful you let out a gasp turned moan and fell forward onto his shoulder. Only leaning up when he did. Face inches from his again. “I mean it.. if you want me to stop I will” He let out another deep exhale, head leaning back against the ground. Eyes flicked to you.
“Of course I don’t want you to stop. I’m trying to be respectful to you. Not assume. I meant what I said, you deserve a proper courtship. To be showered in gifts. I thought to wait till our mating ceremony to be respectful to you. But every time you touch me…” Arms wrapping around you again as he leaned forward, forehead against your own “… kiss me. I lose my senses, my restraint crumbles like I’m not a man but some excitable boy” He huffed against your skin. You couldn’t help it; you laughed softly but vibrantly in his hold. The sound causing Tonowari to join you. As the joyful sound mellowed down you thought of your next move.
“We both know there’s not a single part of you that could ever be compared to a boy. No. Your all man. My man” Then you abruptly stood, stepping out of his hold. Standing to his side as two large, questioning eyes followed you. Before Tonowari could utter a word you reached down to the hem of your dress and pulled it swiftly up your body and over your head. Dropping the garment gently on the ground. And watching those same eyes scan your body with a lustful kind of wonder.
“And while I appreciate that…” You stepped forward “Know it matters not to me, only if it does to you” You dropped down, straddling his body again with a grace and ease of someone that belonged there. Tonowari’s hands finding your flesh instantly as he sat up. Holding you close in his lap. “We have made the vow before Eywa, and in my eyes I was yours the moment I met you on the beach and everyday since… But if you want to wai---” Your words were lost when Tonowari closed the gap and kissed you with a newfound hunger. You gasped for breath when his grip tightened on your ass again “We don’t…” His kiss turned harsh down your neck as you struggled to get your words out “have to mate yet.. but…fuck…” You felt his bulge under your clothed core as his grip moved to your hips guiding a movement that had you holding onto his shoulders and rocking in his hold. Brain turning hazed again “I need this… need something”
You reached for his hand on your left hip guiding it to your lower abdomen, the lining of your loincloth, dripping his fingers under the fabric. The kisses on your neck stopped, a groan against your skin as he realised what you were doing.
“Are.. you sure?” Hot breath against your scent gland. You couldn’t answer. Only guided his hand all the way down in a swift movement and letting out a gasp when you feel his fingers flex against your folds. You were embarrassingly wet but couldn’t bring yourself to care and by the gods delightful sound Tonowari let out when he felt you, he was not disappointed.
Half a second later you were on your back. Your body pressed down by the sheer weight of Tonowari, Oh and how glorious it was. It was like you’d snapped the last thread of his restraint. He was all over you and you matched his actions with equal passion, equal hunger. His lips started at yours then trailed downwards. The soft skin of your neck, your clavicle, your cleavage as it heaved out of your top by how heavy and ragged your breathing was.
Thick tongue trailing across your breast, around your nipple as it peaked out of your top. The sensations alone riling you up, back arching, hands grabbing at his biceps. You closed your eyes, head back. Surrendering to the touch, the bliss. The path of his tongue down your body. A kiss above your belly button, below, at the edge of your loincloth. You looked down.
Two large sea blue eyes, tender and intoxicating looking up at you like you held the moon in your hands. You nodded, reaching for the ties of your loincloth around your tail. Tonowari’s fingers following yours. The material falling to the ground with a flick of his wrist.
You hesitated, a shyness creeping in as Tonowari settled between your spread legs. His eyes fixed on your core as the final trends of blue were eclipsed with black. A hunger burning through his stare. He kissed the inside of your thigh, again then again. The action relaxing you.
“May I?” You smiled down at him, pushing the slyness away. You wanted this. Needed this. Another nod was all he needed.
One long lick of his thick tongue up your folds and you wanted to pray to Eywa in thanks. His hands, fingers firm around your hips, strong shoulders between your thighs. The view alone inspired an orgasm but his mouth…. Hells and then when his fingers entered you… He devoured you.
Sucking on your clit, moving his fingers in and out in a perfect rhythm. Drinking everything you gave him like you were the altar he prayed to, groaning in wonderous delight at the finest meal of his life.
His mouth felt like heaven. His fingers like he knew exactly what to do, like he knew every inch of your body. You moaned and shook against the moss, the grass, the night air. The coldness a welcomed contrast to how hot your body felt. How your back arched as the familiar sensation began to build. That warmth spreading through your muscles as his mouth latched onto your clit and sucked. Just as his fingers found a spot that you hadn’t even discovered yet.
“Fuck! Tonowari….” Your fingers tightened in his braids. The pleasure coming to a peak “I’m gonna….”
“Do it. Release for me” And by Eywa you did. Every muscle in your body tensing as the pleasure peaked.
“Fuck!” That glorious wave of bliss hitting you like lightning and vibrating through your limbs. That flash of euphoria making you gasp, your core tightening around Tonowari’s long, thick fingers. Groaning as his mouth collected every drop you blessed him with. You went limb in his hold, your mind dazed, off the planet. Your heart echoing in your ears.
“Narlor [Visual Beauty]” You heard, just as his mouth left you. You couldn’t look down yet. Your head still back, eyes closed, lost as those final waves left their warmth throughout your body. The feelings of soft kisses down your thigh before a familiar weight landed on your chest. Your arms wrapping around his shoulders on instinct. A warm breath settling into the curve of your shoulder.
“Are you ok Ma yawntu [my beloved]” Your eyes opened, a soft smile on your lips. Finding Tonowari already leaning up and looking at you. The most beautiful kind of admiration, surrender staring back at you.
“Ok? That was amazing” You leaned up, kissing him. “I think I left my body for a second there” His grin was all smug pride and a deep joy as he melted into your kiss. You had other things on your mind. Like that gloriously tented loincloth rocking against your thigh. You reached down, a gentle finger on the outline, testing the waters. Tonowari shifted abruptly above you, eyes flashing open with a guttural groan at that sinful little smile on your face.
“Viv…” His head bowed forward into your shoulder as your hand explored the obscenely large and delicious shape hidden beneath. Your fingers wrapping around his cock. He groaned louder in your ear. You couldn’t even see him yet but by the gods, what you could feel had your brain recircuiting. Oh Fuck yes.
“Lay back I want to take care of you too” You whispered into his ear as he groaned again. Your hand not stopping your gentle movements until his hand made it, taking yours in his. You pulled back and looked at him, questioning from your brow to the twitch of your ears.
“You don’t have too. I’ll take care---” You cut him off but pulling his hips down to you own. So his clothed sharf rubbed against your sensitive core and your hands could reach around his hips to untie his loincloth. You were very eager to see what you were working with. And oh… you weren’t disappointed. Well fuck me…
You stared down as Tonowari hovered above you, supporting his weight by the elbow near your head. His expression a mix of smug admiration at the look on your face. And a hint of concern.
“Bloody hells…” For a cock it was a work of art. A perfect amount of long and thick; and most definitely proportionate with his overall size. So much so it was bigger than you expected or had seen before; again much like his height and sheer broadness. You reached down again first on yourself, gathering your slick on your fingers before touching what you had only dreamt about. An action that had Tonowari moan and bow his head into your shoulder. Your long fingers came in handy as you explored, a gentle touch turned to a stroke which led to the man above you rutting into your hand.
A sympathy of heavy breaths and groans against your neck, the side of your face. Your body reacting to the sound as you heated, the tension rising within you. The same tension appearing to rise within your mate too. Tonowari’s shoulder muscles flexed under your fingers, tail thrashing against the grass.
But you didn’t stop your movements. That feeling of making your mate happy, of having such a strong, resilient man groaning and moaning to your touch… not to mention the thoughts of having him in your mouth, in your heat… Oh Eywa…
You felt the moment the air shifted. The moment you flicked a switch in Tonowari’s natural instincts. He rolled his hips flush against yours forcing you to let go and grab his hips, back, shoulders with both hands. A moan left you at the sensation. Eyes closing as his cock slided through your slick, your folds so smoothly. A noise leaving Tonowari’s lips unlike any before, louder, deeper, rougher. Not a groan, a growl… Harsh, animalistic and enough to send your core aching. His free hand not supporting himself, leaving a bruise on your hip. That I fucken welcomed!
“…Tonowari…” You were both teetering on the edge. One perfectly angled thrust and it was done. And you didn’t have a single bit of willpower, or desire to stop it. Too lost in the overwhelming feelings, the sensations. Your own instincts wanting nothing more than to ride him for eternity.
“I….oh Eywa” Tonowari whispered against your cheek before colliding with your lips again, fingers curling around the back of your neck. The hint of domination resurfacing in the power of his body against yours, the force of his kiss, the strength of his hands. And you welcomed it. More than you ever thought you would. Matching the intensity as your lips danced and your hips rolled but still following his lead. It was intoxicating… and fuckin frustrating. You whimpered… yes, you whimpered with one particular fluid thrust, his cock hitting your clit as he moved.
“Oh fuck…. please.…I need….” His rutting felt stronger, your legs locking around his hips. Tonowari broke the kiss, forehead hovering above yours as he caught his breath and his words. You opened your eyes. His were already on you. Your fingers curling behind his neck. Your hot breath matching his. “I need to mate you… oh we should wait but---” You swallowed his words pulling him in, curling around his body like a vine.
“Fuck I want that…” Kissing like you wanted to devour each other whole “…. I know we shouldn’t…If someone found out we mated….”
“Shh” His forehead against your own as your breaths mingled, heavy and lustful “It wouldn’t matter what anyone said. To mate you is to take you as my woman. A sacred bond that only Eywa herself stands above. The judgment of others means nothing to the will of Eywa. I’ll claim you in front of them all” You whimpered against his lips. Your emotions flooding your senses.
Relief that he shared the dept of your feelings, that he would stand by you knowing the consequences you would both have to face. Love that finally… finally Eywa had given you your mate, while not the mate you expected, nor traditions would encourage. Still yours. And desire. Your hips shifting under the pressure of his perfect body, hotly bothered. Frustrated beyond belief at feeling every inch of him against you, of feeling what you really wanted. “I need…" Reaching back to the ties of your top and throwing it off in a flash of heated desperation.
“What do you need ma tìyawn?” His free hand reached for your thigh as he took no time in licking a stripe up the flesh of your now fully exposed breasts.
“You” You pulled back, a moment of stillness as you both looked into each others soul. Looking for hesitation, guilt, uncertainty. The weight of what it truly meant if you physically mated before Eywa; layering the thick tension in the cave. The cold air doing nothing to ease the fire in your connection. You were done. “I need you. Now”
“I don’t want to hurt you” A softness pushed through the lust, your Tonowari. The one that cared for you, your happiness, your wellbeing… always above his own wants. You cupped his face, bringing to your lips once more.
“You won’t… ever” Your voice heavy, breathless, as soft as you could get it.
“I may not fit, not all and that’s ok” Oh it’ll fit.
“We’ll go slow” You reassured, already reaching down.
“You’ll tell me if its too much?” He pleaded even as he adjusted his position over you and took his cock in his hand.
“Of course…” You replied. “Just don’t spill inside me. We can’t do a pregnancy yet” It would pain him to do it but no less the gentleman (and too busy staring down at your slick covered heat) he nodded.
You took a deep breath; a fools attempt to relax your muscles. Too much anticipation, too much need. Your eyes closed at the pressure of the head of his cock nudging against your entrance, at the first inch entering you. Hard, big, intimidating. but oh so wanted.
Controlled, measured, slow movements as Tonowari’s will to never hurt you overpowered his raw instincts. His hesitation clear. You cupped the side of his face with your hand, a single finger under his chin to raise his eyes to yours.
“I’m ok. Keep going….” Guiding his lips to yours again. Feeling his muscles relax under your touch and his body take over. His weight holding you down. Your eyes closed, head fell back as another inch entered you, the sting of pain as your tight walls stretched around his girthy cock. Your arms locking around his neck. A devastating groan coming from your mate.
“….Tight… ahh…” Another inch, then another, again and again along with the increasingly glorious noises leaving his lips “So…good…” You moaned, mouth agape for words that didn’t come, letting your body adjust. Looking down when he finally stilled. He looked beyond wrecked, still holding himself back… and the remaining multiple inches still in his hand.
“Do not hide yourself from me” You encouraged, locking eyes with him again. Fingers digging into the muscles behind his shoulders and neck. His concerned for you overshadowing the lust in his eyes. But you knew what you both wanted. Locking your legs tighter around his hips, pulling him closer and giving you both what you wanted. A deep masculine grunt into your ear as he was sheathed fully within you. Knocking the breath from your lungs.
“Ahh Fuck! Yes…” All you could think about was the feeling, the stretch how it morphed into pleasure. Relax! Relax! A mantra repeated over and over again until you felt it. The deep pressure as his cock kissed your cervix and your cunt all but swallowed his dick. Through your half-lidded eyes you saw Tonowari throw his head back in pleasure. A deep loud groan following before he opened his eyes and looked down “How.. did..?” You gave a gentle rock as your body adjusted. You felt like he was halfway up your abdomen even though you knew that was anatomically impossible. His hands gripped your hips tighter. You knew you’d be wearing one of your high waisted skirts tomorrow.
“Oh..Eywa..” Lucid, kisses down your neck as Tonowari failed to hide his wonder. How amazing you felt. How you took every inch perfectly. Velvet walls wrapping around him so well he knew he wouldn’t be lasting. He wouldn’t be showing you the extent of his stamina tonight. “You feel so perfect….” He huffed in your ear.
“Move… please” And he did. Testing the waters with a few mild rocks that had you moan. “More” Pulling back sheathing himself again in one deep thrust, sending you moaning and gasping. You did everything you could to stop yourself from scratching his back as your hands hastily looked for something to hold on to. Looping your arms around his strong neck as you held on while he repeated the action. Finding his rhythm and increasing his speed. You found paradise.
His mouth everywhere, yours everywhere. You gasping, moaning, cussing. Multiple “Fuck!” “Yes…!” and him guttural groans, grunts and praises of all kinds leaving his lips as he still couldn’t believe how perfect you were, how amazing this felt. How well you fitted him in every way. Voice dry, deep, wrecked.
Your thoughts? They were void. Scattered. Non-existent. Too lost on the sensations, the sheer pleasure. Every sound he made. The glorious drag of his cock within your walls, the pressure every time he hit your cervix just right. When his fingers reached down and found your clit. Your body shook as the familiar sensation built.
“Release for me tìyawn [love]… Ma Vivena” His fingers rubbing firm circles on your clit, his beautiful cock pounding deep and strong, finding that spot that had you fight the argue to bite down into his neck. “Ma mate”
And oh how you did. With his face between your breasts and the continued drag of his cock on all the right spots. The mountain your hormones, your body was climbing peaked.
“Tonowari!” You cried out. The thread snapping. Your body shifted and trembled. Euphoria once again vibrating through your bones, muscles, everywhere. Your walls spasmed violently around his cock and your slick coating his cock and balls, the soft grass underneath.
“Fuck!” Tonowari cursed pushing himself up from your body in a flash and withdrawing in the last second. You barely noticed as your body trembled in the afterglow, too fucked out to pay attention at the sudden loss of pressure above you. Long, thick ropes of cum released on your skin. From your folds to your breasts, streaks of white painting your blue skin as the mountain of a Na’vi above you groaned and shuddered, milking the last drops of seed with his hand. Before collapsing to the ground beside you, pulling you into his side.
Your eyelids heavy, body numb with that heavy kind of pleasure deep in your bones. Leaned against your mate’s strong form and the melody of his own ragged breaths.
“We are never going to stop doing that” You spoke into the quiet. Tonowari laughed, a rich hearty laugh as he nuzzled into you.
“Never” You hummed into the bliss of the moment. A wide, indulgent and oh so satisfied grin across your lips. You glanced down. “I better wash, you’ve claimed me in more ways than one” He followed your eyes to the mess of cum trailing down your body. Tonowari was on his feet in a second.
“Come Ma Vivena” He was reaching down and lifting you up before the last traces of your orgasm had left your muscles and dazed mind.
“Tonowari!” You laughed as he cradled you bridal style against his chest and walked into the warm pool close behind you both. The water a perfect balm to your heated skin.
You both settled shoulder height into the comforting swell of the water. Tonowari still holding you protectively against his chest, your arm around his wide shoulders as both your free hands wiped the evidence of your passions off your skin.
“Thankyou” You smiled up at him.
“I should be thanking you tìyawn [love]… that was incredible” His hands not leaving your skin. You laughed at the smirk on his face. The wonder and tenderness in his eyes yet to leave.
“Not for the sex. For not spilling your seed in me. We should wait till everyone knows” His breath warm against the side of your face as you leaned into him.
“Children are the greatest gift Eywa can bestow on her people” His large hand sliding down to your hips, fingers tracing on your lower abdomen, above your womb. “When the great mother feels right to bless us, I will be the happiest of men-” You wanted to melt into the water “But I understand your caution. We will be careful until you are ready. To make Tsaheylu, to bond our blood. And then when you are, I will make sure all know of our bond”
“When we don’t have to hide anymore…” The thought a paradise in your mind, but one you knew would not come easy.
“There will never be a doubt of our bond after tonight. We are mated in every way most sacred to our people, to Eywa. All that is left is for our bond to be read before the clan. I’ll speak to the elders at first light” That had your eyes flick to his. He cupped your face seeing your hesitation. “I meant what I said, I will do right by you. I will get the blessings from the elders and then I will talk with Ronal” Your fingers laced in his as your brows narrowed.
“The elders won’t like it… And Ronal….” Your heart sank into your chest. Fear flickering across your expression. Tonowari lifted your gaze back to him. To his expression. Shining with an unwavering certainly, not a single doubt in his mind.
“The elders will be surprised at first, shocked perhaps but even they will not question the will of Eywa” He shifted you in front of him, your feet meeting the stone as he caged you in his embrace. Forehead dropping to yours. Your arms resting on his shoulders, fingers light against the markings of his tattoos. “They will not deny their chief this happiness; when I have sacrificed my entire life for my clan. My people. Lived a life as a warrior to duty. To serve what is best over what want my heart truthy wants”
“But you love being Olo'eyktan, serving your people”
“I do. I have lived my life for Eywa, her guidance, her plan. I followed my parents’ advice in all things, I worked harder than anyone of my brothers, grew strong, mated the best Tsakarem, led my clan in wisdom and strength. I follow Eywa’s path for me without question and that will not stop with you. I know Eywa has brought you to me and yet I also know it goes against everything I’ve known before you” You watched the sincerity in his eyes “I’ve never questioned Eywa before you arrived and yet you’ve had me doing just that. But I was wrong, we were both wrong to deny ourselves. And I will not anymore, I will not ignore the first thing in my life that feels so incredibly right” Your eyes were glassy, breath mingling with his.
“But Tonowari. You love your life, your wife. Your family”
“I do. And I wish I didn’t have to disrupt it all… hurt my Tsahik in order to follow Eywa’s plan for me, the direction of my very soul. But I can’t. I need to tell her. Ronal will understand with time” You leaned back, reality hitting.
“Time? She’ll slip something in my food before then” You replied, partly in jest but also in truth. Tonowari shifted, ears straightened back. Eyebrows narrowed.
“You question my ability to protect you?”
“No never” Your fingers tracing soothing patterns against his neck. “But Ronal won’t understand. The clan won’t understand. They’ll only see a stranger that bewitched their chief” Tonowari let out a rare chuckle, you frowned.
“I’m not the first man to have two mates in their lifetime”
“That’s different. That’s widows finding another after loss and mourning, that’s rare but accepted. This is having two wives side my side”
“Is that what your worried about? What others will think?”
“I’m worried about the impact on my family, your family. I don’t want to bring you all shame” He sighed and tightened his grip around you. Strong arms bringing you further into his chest, into a hug.
“Shame would be to ignore what our souls truly ache for. To ignore what the great mother so clearly wants of us. What we want.”
“But Tonowari. Your wife? Children? How will we tell them?”
“Ronal may be my mate but she is also Tsahik. She won’t like it at first but even she will not go against the will of Eywa or my orders as Olo'eyktan. My children won’t understand at first but they will also accept with time. Tsireya already loves you like an aunt, a mother figure. And Aonung, well he’s still young. Still learning the ways of the adolescence of boyhood to man. He will learn to accept”
“And what of my family? Jake won’t like it. Neytiri… I don’t even know what she’ll think”
“She will thank Eywa for your happiness” You looked up to him “You doubt their love for you… JakeSully will be protective, worried for your honour. I would think less of him if he didn’t. And both he and his mate will have questions of course, they all will. Neytiri is the daughter of a Tsahik. She knows the way of things but also knows you can’t always pick who you love. They both just want you safe, happy” You nodded lost in his words, his eyes. “And I will spend every day for the rest of my life making sure you feel just that. Happy and safe” You relaxed into his hold. Into the safety of his strength, his unwavering devotion.
But.. but you knew what tomorrow could bring… what the news of your mating would bring, at least now. You brought your forehead to his.
“I love you and our families too much to cause unrest at a time when the clan, all Na’vi are already on the brink of war with the sky people” He stared at you “You know this” His expression wavered but he nodded. “We will tell them, we will tell them all. But let’s keep our mating between just us for now, until the time is right” You could see the conflict in his expression. He knew you were right. “Ronal is carrying your child; I will not risk her health or the babes for my own needs. And I will not cloud the clan with unrest at a time when everyone is already on edge” You watched him exhale, taking in the wisdom of your words.
“You are right” He left a tender kiss on your forehead “And I could not love you more for your kindness, your wisdom. We will wait... for now. But I will not stop finding you. Having time together. In the shadows or not, you are still my mate” Tonowari’s hand once again drew your eyes to his. Lips hovering against his own.
“There is nothing. Not the highest tide or the eastern rip that could stop me from wanting to spend every moment possible with you” You smiled. “You love me?”
“I thought that was obvious” The softness of his lips met yours. Your vulnerability melting into him. Into the kiss that mirrored all the love, the truth in his words, his vows. “More than anything, everything. Ma yawntu [my beloved] Ma Vivena”
You separated slowly when your breaths demanded it. Your finger followed the pattern of his facial tattoo from his chin to his brow. Enjoying watching his muscles relax under your touch and his eyes close in bliss. You tucked a damp lock behind his ear. “I love you too Ma Tonowari” His eyes opened to that, a grin spreading. You wanted to see that grin every day for the rest of your life.
You collided your lips with his again. Arms tightening around his shoulders. As Tonowari responded just as eagerly, hands firm on your hip and back. Unsurprisingly the kiss turned messy fast.
“Be careful tìyawn [love]” Tonowari warned as your movements ripped a groan from the back of his throat. No power behind his words.
“What?” You parted from him breathless. All doe eyed, playing mock innocent even as your fingers traced low across his abdomen. Tonowari’s eyes lingering in lust and prideful amusement.
“You know what…you little seductress… you’ll---” You cut him off with a firm hand around his hardening cock. Delighting in the broken moan your Olo'eyktan let out. Enjoying watching the blue in his eyes be swallowed in black once again, his breath deepen and the way he looked at you. The way you always wanted him to look at you.
One minute you were teasing him with long, steady strokes and the next you were climbing him with a rushed kind of grace and sitting yourself down on his wonderous cock. Feeling that familiar stretch give that same pleasurable burn as you let out a long moan. Tonowari’s arms tightening around your back, before his hands firmly squeezed the globe of your ass and the flesh of your thighs around his hips. Sending you pulling upwards on his cock before pushing back down.
“Ohhhh… Ma Vivena…” A mess of shattered words, groans and disturbed water interrupting the stillness of the cave.
And just like that you’d fallen into the deep end…. And you never wanted to resurface.
My favorite modern AUs are those focused on Spider and Quaritch! Especially Cabin in the Woods by Dumbass_Tumbler_Cryptid and Custody by GibiBside. I love it when modern settings feature Spider in the foster care system and the possessive Quaritch, who has lost custody/been unable to see his son for years. He stalks kid all his life since then, after a while, he gets fed up and simply kidnaps him and forces contact with his reluctant son. Bonus points for him being insanely jealous of his son's foster family, the Sullys! Spider's asthma is also a crucial element for me. I haven't found any finished fic about Tonowari's family and Spider in a modern setting on AO3, but in that case, I dream of such a fic focusing on the distrustful Spider, who, with their help, slowly emerges from the shell he's built over the years based on feigned indifference, toughness, and people-pleasing. My hc would also be that Spider is initially intimidated by Tonowari and somewhat afraid of him because of how big this guy is; he associates him with the bad foster families he's been in even though Tonowari is most gentle, calm soul in the world. Aonung as a brother who is initially not entirely interested but later becomes Spider's biggest fan and defender, Tsireya full of kindness who takes on the role of a sister from the very beginning and she makes boy many shells jewerly as act of love, and Ronal whose maternal instincts go crazy whenever she looks at this neglected boy, she just takes one look at him and immediately puts him in the kitchen, madly cooking as many of her signature dishes as possible because she thinks he is way too skinny.I love the idea of Spider being taught to live in harmony with water and the idea of the whole family coming together and helping him get rid of his dreadlocks, leaving him with a storm of long curls interwoven with seashells.
Hi Anon!
Thank you for the recs but I'm afraid none of them are my cuppa tea XD which is fine! I'm glad you've found your favourites and there are those that itch that scratch.
And basically you're on the same wavelength as me with the headcanons I posted on this so that's good to know! I like the idea of them changing his hair it sounds so sweet <3
summary: you and tonowari's discovery was imminent but you never expected the fallout to be this nuclear.
contents: fem!sullyreader x tonowari, agegap, sm angst, fighting, themes of shame, guilt, blame, belonging and so much angst y'all gonna hate me hehehe
notes: so... i am back. sorry this took so long to update i had to momentarily be an adult and i had insane writers block. but i hope u guys enjoy
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As you went to sleep, you silently prayed tomorrow wouldn’t come. Yet, the sun rose once again.
Sleep never really came during the night. Every time you shut your eyes, the image of your father’s face burned in your mind. The disappointment, the anger, the darkness of his gaze as though he no longer recognized his daughter in front of him.
Dawn arrived, yet the weight of the day was already crushing your chest.
Breakfast was always loud, someone would be talking over another. Lo’ak would be irritating Neteyam, Tuk would be sat next to Neytiri asking questions when it was too early to give an answer. Kiri would be sitting with Spider laughing together.
It was a familiar chaos, where even in the breezy shores it still felt like home.
Today.
Today it felt like a funeral.
Everyone in the marui sat in an awkward silence as breakfast was passed around. There was no laughter or familial comfort. Just the sounds of crackling fire and the distant crash of waves.
You sat at the end of the mat, shoulders hunched, staring down at the food resting in your lap. An assortment of fresh fruit and fish that you would have already finished by now and yet it remained untouched.
Across from you, sat at the opposing end of the mat was Jake. His posture was rigid, hands firmly gripping his knees.
His posture reminded you of the training sessions you would all have back in the forest. His muscles locked into place, movements controlled…calculated. He hadn’t raised his voice since last night.
No.
He hadn’t spoken since last night.
And somehow the silence felt worse.
At least anger was loud. You could defend yourself against loud. You could protest his rage. But the silence?
It felt deliberate.
It wasn’t just silence. It was avoidance. His eyes had not landed on you once. Yet, it wasn’t like he was trying to look at you. It was as if you weren’t there at all.
By his side your mother occasionally glanced between the two of you. The tension that was in the air etched concern onto her face. A soft frown that left a line on her aging skin. But she was uncertain on how to bridge this expanding distance that had grown overnight.
The hostility was so great that even Tuk sensed that something was wrong.
She sat unusually close to Neytiri, quietly chewing her breakfast not a single question falling out of her mouth. Occasionally, she would sneak a glance towards you, though every time your eyes met, she looked away. As if she was caught doing something she shouldn’t.
A gnawing guilt churned painfully in your stomach.
This wasn’t her fault. Even if she was the one who screamed it throughout the home.
She was just a child.
This was your fault. For being reckless, for thinking with nothing but desire.
Lo’ak was never good at hiding his feelings. It was all shown on his face. His tight-lipped frown, his bushy eyebrows furrowed as he would open his mouth as if preparing to shatter the tension in the room before immediately deciding against it.
Neteyam on the other hand, was completely determined to pretend nothing had happened. Though, no one else appeared to be interested in maintaining that illusion.
It was Kiri who cracked first.
Her hands clasped together, sucking in a sharp breath. “So…”
Lo’ak immediately groaned, setting the fruit down that was about to be shoved into his mouth.
“What?” Kiri responded with a sigh.
“Don’t.” Lo’ak said sharply, looking at her with pleading eyes.
“What? I haven’t even said anything!” Kiri rolled her eyes, throwing her hands up in the air.
“Yeah, you were going to.”
“How would you know?”
“I just do.”
For the first time in the morning a faint chuckle escaped Neteyam’s lips.
The intrusion of a sound filled with smithers of joy left the marui in shock. But it was a warmth that wasn’t denied entry.
Tuk immediately started giggling at the childish argument between her older siblings. And for a short moment, the tension began to ease.
Not by much. Not at all.
But just enough to remind you of what a morning should feel like.
However, as fast as the tension started to break away. It grew twice as quickly.
Jake’s head lifted, authority pouring over the marui. The soft snickers of your siblings instantly coming to a halt.
That feeling in your chest from before. That guilt.
It transformed into something uglier.
Hurt.
Memories of the night before rushed in immediately.
“I can and I will send you back home.”
That horrid phrase that replayed in your head all night. The threat that loomed over you from a nightmare preventing you from slipping into a slumber.
You let out a shaky sigh; your gaze once again had dropped to discarded food in your lap. Suddenly, the woven mat beneath you was a million times more interesting than looking at anything else.
Neytiri watched as you shrunk a little more into yourself. She hated it, the tension, the sadness, the pain that loomed over you like a dark cloud.
“My daughter.” Her voice was gentle, cutting through the thick emotional fog. Your eyes flicked up to meet hers. Her golden eye studied her daughter for a moment, before drifting to the untouched fruit on your plate. “You have not eaten.”
Your eyes dropped down to the food, it looked the exact same as it did when it was given to you. “I’m not hungry.” Your lie was pathetic, everyone in the marui knew it.
Neytiri’s expression seemed to soften even further, the small frown growing as she gazed at you, but before she could respond Jake suddenly pushed himself to his feet.
The movement was jarring, your stomach dropped.
It was as if you were witnessing the growing rumble of a volcano before it erupted.
Stupidly for one short, brief moment you thought that he might finally say something to you.
But you knew that both you and your father were too prideful to even ponder about reconciling.
In a swift motion he grabbed his spear. “Boys. Outside.”
The phrase was met with immediate protest, both Lo’ak and Neteyam letting out a groan as they got up from the mat.
Jake continued to walk towards the door, waiting for your brothers to grab their stuff. “Kiri and Tuk you too. No one is sitting around today.”
One by one each of your siblings rose to their feet, filing past Jake towards the exit.
Yet, you remained seated.
You found yourself waiting.
Waiting for him to look at you.
To say your name.
To acknowledge you.
He never did.
Your father simply stepped out of the marui, leaving the flap swaying behind him.
And it cut deeper than any of the yelling had.
The walk you took was meant to be an escape.
But it continued to make you feel even more claustrophobic.
The village had never felt so small. Everywhere you looked, people were watching. And no one bothered to give you the courtesy of subtlety.
Conversations stopped when you walked past, heads followed your direction, whispers that carried along the breeze.
Walking through the village, your feet brushed against the woven nets that hung just above the water.
Stepping down onto the sandy centre of the village you passed a group of women all weaving together. One woman looked up, her eyes immediately widening when she saw you. Her fin-like arm nudged the woman beside her, and they both immediately fell silent.
Dread built up within you. An unshakeable feeling of doom that was beginning to consume you from the inside out.
They knew.
Everyone knew.
You lowered your head, trying to shield yourself from the piercing gazes of the clan. Your pace quickened desperately trying to escape somewhere where you could not be perceived.
If you got away from the village then maybe you could escape all of this.
If you got away-
“You!”
The shout cracked through the air like a whip, sharp enough to make every head turn.
Every muscle in your body locked at once, your feet freezing, refusing to move as that sound rang in your ears. Everything around you seemed to dull, conversations dying so suddenly that the entire village was consumed in a tense, watchful silence.
Though every fibre within you screamed to run, to sprint away and escape the awaiting conflict.
You slowly turned.
Ao’nung was marching towards you. His shoulders were squared, fists clasped together. His jaw was clenched so tight the muscles across his face visibly flexed beneath his skin.
He looked furious.
No.
He was furious.
He came to a halt directly in front of you, so close that you could feel the breath escaping his mouth against your face. He stayed silent aside from his heavy breathing, teeth grinding as he stared.
Then a scoff escaped him. It was a harsh and bitter sound. “Tell me they are lying.”
Your stomach dropped.
That same dread that was inside you grew to become a cold and sinking feeling that spread so quickly through your body it made you dizzy. And in that moment, as bile rose up your throat and you watched how his nostrils flared.
You knew this was going to become a lot worse than you had imagined.
“Ao’nung-” Your voice was shaky and quiet, as if these last hours had taken all the fight from you.
“No,” He pointed at you, his finger pushing against your sternum. “Tell me.”
“Just- Not here.” You whispered, in a desperate attempt to try and conceal the conversation, though your efforts were left unnoticed.
“Tell me you are not sleeping with my father!” A choir of gasps rippled through the crowd, whispers growing into loud exclamations of shock.
Your face burned with embarrassment, yet your hands began to feel cold. The breeze brushing against them as they became clammy.
“Ao’nung- not here!” It was a hushed shout, a desperate attempt to silence him.
“What? Too loud?” He snapped, stepping even closer. His height towering over you, forcing you to adjust your neck to meet his irate gaze. His arms spread wide, motioning to the people surrounding you two. “Pretty sure everyone already knows.”
“Ao’nung, stop.” You squeezed your eyes shut. Maybe if you just closed your eyes all of this would disappear.
“No!” His voice rose another decibel. “You stop!”
The crowd continued to grow. The commotion spreading across the quiet village like a wildfire. One by one, villagers abandoned whatever was previously occupying their morning. Drawn to the rising tension as if the argument had become impossible to ignore.
People gathered in loose clusters at the ends of the paths that surrounded the very centre of the village. Heads had turned, voices dropped to murmurs.
Your heart hammered in your chest, beating against your ribs with a forceful thump. “Ao’nung this is not the place.”
A laugh escaped him. But he wasn’t amused. It was a cynical and sarcastic laugh. “Oh! Not the place!” He let out another cold laugh. “Were you worried about the place when you were on the cliffs.”
Every insult he threw he managed to land on the bullseye.
Your embarrassment grew to utter humiliation. The eyes of onlookers were piercing into you, crawling under your skin and tugging out your deepest secrets.
“Stop.” You begged, eyes darting around for an escape, but the crowd had started to close in, forcing you to endure the beratement.
“How long?”
“What?”
“How. Long?” Each syllable was another dagger jamming into you. His voicer becoming lower, and more dangerous. “How long has this been going on?”
You stayed silent, words jumbling in your mouth and failing to come out. And he took that for an answer.
He scoffed again, another ice-cold laugh escaping him as he ran his large hand over his face. “Unbelievable.”
“Ao’nung please!”
He shook his head, the hair of his bun becoming slightly loose. “You are unbelievable!”
“Whatever you think this is, it isn’t.” You said almost desperately.
“Really? Really?!” He barked. “Because from where I am standing it looks exactly like what I think!”
Deep in your humiliation there was a spark of unrest. Your temper acting like an ember that was about to set a light. “Then stop making assumptions.”
“Assumptions?” He repeated, his voice a cold and sharp sneer.
You nodded, trying to stifle the growing emotions that churned inside you.
Ao’nung took a step back, taking a deep breath “I catch my ex sneaking around with my father! And I am the one making assumptions?!”
“You didn’t catch anything Ao’nung!” You exclaimed back, a pathetic attempt to prove your innocence. Though the dread and the shame made you feel as if you didn’t deserve a fair trial.
“Tuk did.” He retorted.
There was a small number of snickers heard in the crowd, and it made your face burn even hotter. Is this the punishment you deserved? Just for being recklessly in love.
“Ao’nung please. Can we just talk in private?”
But your pleas fell on deaf ears.
“Was this happening while we were together?”
The accusation slapped you across the face. His words leaving your cheeks burning with humiliation.
“What? No!” That ember began to burn brighter. A fierce fire within you burning to defend yourself.
For a brief, moment the rage that consumed him flickered away revealing something akin to relief.
But it was gone almost instantly.
“Then what changed?”
“Are you serious?” That same burning rage inside of Ao’nung was beginning to consume you as well.
“What changed?!” His voice rose, quick enough and loud enough that you flinched slightly. “What changed that made my father suddenly worth looking at?”
His ignorance unearthed something deep from inside you. A hurt, a betrayal that had been dimmed since you had been seeing Tonowari. “You cheated on me!”
There was another flicker in Ao’nung’s demeanour, his enraged resolve being chipped away by your blunt reply.
“You want to know what changed?!” You stepped to him now, your finger landing in his chest. “You did. You changed!”
“Stop.” Ao’nung hissed out, his hand clasping around your wrist.
You let out a bitter laugh, pressing harder into Ao’nung’s chest as he tried to push you away. “You do not get to stand here and act betrayed.” You paused, staring coldly into his eyes. “Not when you betrayed me first.”
Ao’nung’s nostrils flared, and for a passing second his face twisted with something rawer and more wounded than anger. “You humiliated me.”
Your jaw drops at his audacity. “Humiliated you?” Your eyes flick up and down his face “Are you kidding me?” A short, cynical laugh that was closer to a scoff erupted out of your mouth.
“Do you think this is funny?” Ao’nung replied.
“I just think it is funny coming from you.”
The crowd had grown; it was impossible not to witness the spectacle occurring. Some of the women shifted uncomfortably in the crowd. This was no longer gossip, but something deeper, more personal.
“You spent months making me feel like I wasn’t enough. I mean…I was never truly good enough for you.” You were imposing on him, even if you were shorter than stature, your rage and anger loomed over him.
“Don’t start.” Ao’nung grumbled, tilting his head back.
“No I will.” The sneer in your tone was final. “You cheated.” A shove against his chest. “You lied.” Another. “And you broke my heart.”
Ao’nung couldn’t meet your eyes. But it met the gazes of the crowd. He could see their opinions changing. The disgust that was once aimed at you was beginning to move towards him.
And he hated it.
His reputation was his greatest asset. And you certainly wouldn’t take that from him.
A sharp breath escaped his nose; his gaze dropped to the sand under his feet. Then his lips creased, a small grin appearing.
Then there was that breathy laugh. “Yeah. Right.” He laughed again, shaking his head “Of course.” His tone was laced with venomous sarcasm.
His eyes slowly lifted, but they passed yours, fixing straight on the crowd. “I know I made mistakes…I know I did.”
You faltered for a moment. Was he…taking responsibility? No. There had to be a catch.
There was always a catch.
“I will not pretend I was perfect.” He continued. “I hurt you.” There was a controlled pause in his words, letting the crowd here them. “Do not stand here and act like I was the one who forced you away.”
“No-”
But he cut you off quickly, that same tight-lipped grin stretching across his face as his eyes finally met yours. Sharp and imposing. “You moved on fast.”
Moved on? As if you were the one by the rockpools. As if you were the one who broke the trust. “I did not.”
“You did.” Another bitter laugh left his lips. “You have spent months moping around, showing everyone just how ‘heartbroken’ you were.” His arm cast out to point towards everyone gathered around you two. “And suddenly you are caught sneaking around with my father, their chief.”
His words hung in the air, and for a moment nobody spoke and nobody moved. There was an awful silence that the entire village was suspended in.
“And you know what the worst part is?” His voice was tired, and broken devoid of anger.
But his eyes?
They were vengeful.
He was certain. You would never be able to step foot back into the village without the shame of your desires drowning you.
“I felt…so broken. I felt so guilty.” His voice cracked, another part of his performance. “I spent so many nights wonder if I had ruined something good. That I had hurt you too intensely.”
“Ao’nung.” It was firm, you wanted him to stop. You needed him to stop this façade. “You are lying.”
“And now!” His voice rose, ensuring only he could be heard. “You were sneaking around with him the whole time!”
“No!-”
“I was not enough for you. So you went for my father!” How had he managed to twist your words up so venomously. Every vulnerability you showed he had carved into a blade.
“That was not what happened!”
“What did you need? A place here? Status? Belonging?”
“No! Just stop that is not what happened. You are not listening!” But there was no point in defending yourself when you were never going to get a fair trial.
“Or maybe you did not want that at all.” He let out a chuckle “Maybe you were never meant to come here.”
You recoiled at the remark. You had never felt so isolated in your life. It was the one insecurity that he had held over you.
That you didn’t belong.
“You have made my father into a joke!” This was becoming something bigger than just you. A disease that had spread rapidly, unable to be contained. “You came here and have ruined everything!”
“No I- I didn’t.”
“You brought your demon blood, and your demon wars.”
“Ao’nung stop.” You felt the hot prickle of tears behind your eyes. But he wasn’t looking at you any longer. He was looking at everyone else but you.
His clan.
His people.
“Do you seriously think these people will forget this? The death your people have brought and the humiliation you have caused?”
Your heart ached. Physically ached as if someone has clambered inside of you and squeezed it.
“You should’ve stayed in the forest.”
His words pierced you, you felt yourself bleeding in front of the crowd. And no one was bothered enough to stop this madness.
Until.
“Ao’nung!”
The shout cracked through the crowd. It was deep, commanding, and his.
Tonowari parted the crowd with a flick of his wrist, his spear dragging along the sand as he marched towards the both of you.
The chief came to a stop between you and his son. His broad shoulders forming a wall between you.
But they weren’t in front of you.
They were in front of Ao’nung. Protecting him. Separating him.
Of course.
Ao’nung scoffed, his resolve finally breaking as he looked into his father’s eyes. “Ah! You finally showed up!”
“Ao’nung.” Tonowari’s voice was low, but still so commanding. “That is enough.”
“No!” He retorted like a misbehaving child. “You do not get to stand in front of me and speak to me as if I am the problem!”
Tonowari’s grimaced, a pained expression falling over him. He knew this was going to hurt you. He knew this was going to hurt his son. And he did it anyway. “Ao’nung. We can speak about this in private.”
“Oh! I know somewhere private! The cliffs!” He sneered back at his father. “Should we go there so we can escape their whispers? So we can move away from their remarks and their laughter?!”
Tonowari tried to interrupt him, to assert some sort of fleeting authority over the situation but Ao’nung was a ticking bomb that was seconds way from erupting.
“You are my father! You are supposed to know better!”
You stood their awkwardly rooted in your spot. Witnessing the family wreckage that you felt you had caused.
“You taught me responsibility! You taught me that we are meant to make sacrifices! That our choices affect everyone around us!”
“I know.” Tonowari said pained. He felt his heart shattering in front of him.
He knew his son had broken the heart of the woman that he loved. But did that give him the right to break the heart of his only son?
“Then why did you do this?! Why did you do this to me?” It was the rawest emotion Ao’nung had displayed the entire time. His honest disappointment and heartbreak breaking through his performance.
Tonowari faltered for a moment, his body turning for just a second.
He turned to meet your eyes, to gaze into the mess he caused. He saw two people he treasured breaking apart in front of him.
He blamed no one but himself. He was the oldest, he was a role model, a leader and he had acted like a naïve boy.
He thought that maybe for once he could do something selfish.
But a leader made sacrifices.
And to love and be loved?
That was one he should’ve made.
His eyes left yours as he turned back to Ao’nung. And you felt the absence of his gaze swallow you whole.
How naïve of you to think he could possibly choose you.
You knew him, you knew this was the exact conclusion he would come to. But that did not make it hurt any less.
“Ao’nung. I am sorry.” Tonowari confessed a large hand clasping onto his sons shoulder, anchoring himself to him. “I understand why you are angry…I do not expect you to forgive me.”
Ao’nung’s nostrils flared, his lips pursing. An attempt to stop that hot prickle behind his eyes from breaking free. “You have always taught me to be better than my last mistake.” Ao’nung’s stare broke apart from his fathers and landed right on you. He wanted you to hear the words he was about to say. He wanted them to hurt, and he wanted you to be hurt. “Maybe you should try being better than yours.”
His words hung in the air. No one responded to him.
They had done their job.
Because you had never felt so broken.
You stood their frozen. It felt as if everything was closing in. As if every stare had been physically branded into your skin.
Your eyes flickered across the crowd. Your friends, your family, people you had trained with, laughed with, welcomed you into their home.
Now they just watched.
No one said a word. No one said that Ao’nung was wrong.
It was as if the silence had become a confirmation of a hard truth.
Those tears that you had been stifling since breakfast had finally spilled onto your cheeks. You wiped them quickly, but it didn’t stop them.
A strangled gasp left your lips, and then another.
If you were to stay here one more second you were sure you would collapse.
You couldn’t stand there and longer.
So, you ran.
Your feet hit the sand hard and fast, the small particles kicking behind your as the crowd parted instinctively.
You couldn’t see where you were going, not when the tears you spilled blurred your vision. You just knew you were getting away.
The village was left behind but the words…they stayed chasing you. Clinging to your body as if they were physically hooked into your skin, even after the voices of the words had disappeared.
Because no one dared to follow you.
The sounds of the Metkayina had long faded behind you. There was no chatter drifting between maruis, no distant voices carrying across the salty water. It was just the ocean now. The endless waves crashed against the shore just as they did every day. But it was the only comfort you could find in this chaos.
The moment your knees dropped onto the sand, whatever composure you had been desperately holding onto shattered.
A sob tore from your chest, so violent it left you gasping for your next breath. Another sob followed quickly after. Then another, and another.
They came so quickly you could no longer tell where one ended, and the next one had begun. Your sands arms wrapped around yourself as you collapsed forward, your forehead almost touching the sand beneath you.
It hurt.
It hurt so much.
The humiliation, the shame, the heartache.
But worst of all.
It was the terrifying realization that all of your worst fears had somehow come true at once.
Ao’nung’s words echoed mercilessly though your head.
You don’t belong here.
The words should not have mattered. They came from someone who had broken your trust, someone who had betrayed you, someone who had broken your heart long before Tonowari came to collect the pieces.
Yet they crept into every crack and insecurity you had spent months attempting to mend. Ever since arriving on these sandy shores you had been trying to carve out a place for you to belong. Trying to become something more than the demon-blooded forest girl.
And for a while, you really thought you had succeeded. And it was because of him.
Tonowari had been the first person who made this village feel less foreign. He was the first person who looked at you and saw more than just the dark hue of your skin.
Somewhere between the early mornings, the quiet conversations, the late nights and the soft touches, he had become home in a place that was never truly yours.
But what were you meant to do now? When home was hurting too.
The sound of footsteps behind you was almost silenced beneath the sound of your cries.
Your ears flicked slightly, your body tensed for a moment, but you didn’t move from your crouched position. You couldn’t be seen this broken, you couldn’t give anyone else more ammunition to aim at you.
Your stomach twisted, you knew those footsteps. The rhythm, the certainty. You prayed against your own intuition that it was anybody else. Maybe it was Kiri, or Lo’ak or your mother.
Anybody.
Because you were certain that you couldn’t survive seeing him right now.
The footsteps halted a few paces behind you. Silence settled as he settled in the sand, the waves still continuing their endless journey against the shore.
Then his voice reached you.
“My beautiful girl.”
Why did he have to say it so soft, so comforting. His words often acted like a blanket, shielding you from the coldness of your insecurities. But today that blanket did not have any warmth.
A strangled sob left you before you could stop it, your palm came up covering your mouth. A pathetic attempt to silence your distress.
Tonowari remained where he was. It was not often he felt paralysed, but as he watched your shoulders tremble and listened to your cries, he felt completely hollow.
When he had followed your footsteps the guilt inside of him had grown heavier. He had witnessed his son stand before his people and tear you apart with venomous words that should have never been uttered. He watched as you stood there alone while poisonous whispers spread through the crowd like fire.
And he knew who was responsible.
Himself.
Every road lead back to him.
Every wound that had been inflicted on your soul could be traced back to a reckless choice he had made.
A choice he would make again if he was given the chance.
Because if all roads lead back to him, he’d spend eternity trying to create one that lead back to you.
Slowly, he lowered himself onto the sand beside you. Close enough to speak but far enough to feel the absence of your skin.
For once, the great leader had no idea what to say.
There were no words capable of undoing what damage he had done. Just the crushing reality that the woman he loved was breaking apart because of him.
Beside him, your sobs had quieted into soft uneven breaths, your arms still tightly wrapped around yourself.
Tonowari swallowed, he was still so unsure.
What if he said something and it hurt you more?
There weren’t many moments he was struck with fear, but this was undeniable.
“I am sorry.” The sentence was pathetic compared to the mountain of hurt you were carrying on your shoulders.
You didn’t respond with words. Only a tired, hollow laugh left you.
“I should have never allowed this.” He continued. He noticed the moment the words were spoken your shoulders stiffened. “I knew better…I knew what would happen if we got discovered.”
Your head finally left your hands, and you turned towards him. Your eyes were red and weeping, your face swollen and tear stricken. The sight had almost shattered him.
“But you did it anyway.” The words were quiet, but the accusation was loud.
“Yes.”
“Why?”
It was the question that he had been interrogating himself with all day.
Why?
Because he loved you.
Because every morning became a little brighter with you in it.
Because he had never felt so alive.
Because he would have destroyed himself for just another stolen moment beside you.
But he thought those answers did not seem fair. There was one other reason that he was certain of.
“Because I was selfish.” He saw the way you visibly recoiled. Everything he said managed to push you further and further away.
“What are you saying? That this was a selfish mistake?”
Tonowari grimaced, because he agreed. This was his selfish mistake, but you were the never the mistake, you were what made everything feel right.
“No…But.” He watched your eyes shut for a moment as the last word rolled off his tongue. “My family…Your family…My people.” His jaw tightened. “I knew there would be consequences.”
Your response was almost immediate, like you were desperately searching for a slither of reassurance. “Was I worth it?”
Tonowari felt his heart crack. Because you were worth everything, he just wished he could give it to you.
“Yes.” His response came without hesitation, without a single doubt.
Your head turned from him once again as a wave of freshy salty tears threatened to spill over your cheeks. “Then why does it sound like you regret it?”
Your question left him speechless. Because that was never what he meant.
Yes, he did regret hurting you. He regretted failing you.
But loving you?
Not for a second.
“No. You misunderstand me.”
A bitter laugh escaped you. “Do I?” Your voice cracked slightly as you hands shook coming up to wipe the warm tears trailing down your face. “You stood there…You stood there and watched him say all of those things.”
Tonowari’s head hung down in shame. “I know.”
“You did not say a thing.”
He stayed silent. There was no defence he could bring. There was no excuse. Ao’nung did not speak as a leader but a humiliated ex and a wounded son and Tonowari failed to stop his son’s wounds from seeping into yours.
“I could not.” Tonowari answered weakly.
Your body snapped at his answer, your spine straightening as if you were preparing for an attack. “You could not?” You replied to him sharply.
“He…He was hurting.”
“So was I!” Your voice cracked not with sadness but with anger. That familiar betrayal crawling back up inside of you. “I stood there while everyone stared at me, while he mocked me and ridiculed me!” There was a heartbreaking pause in your words. “And you just stood there beside him and watched.”
“I did not stand beside him.”
“Oh, please.” I scoff in your face “From where I was standing it looked just like that.”
Tonowari’s entire body faced yours now, and he saw just how furious you were. “He is my son…I had to be careful.” His head dropped in shame, he knew the answer was pathetic.
“Then what am I?” Your question was so angry and quick he failed to answer it. “Tell me.” Another beat of silence. “Am I supposed to believe I am someone you love when you allowed that to happen?”
His head shot up just as quickly as it had dropped down. “Do not say that.”
“Oh! Now we are watching what we say?” Your voice rose. “I mean what am I supposed to think?” You inched slightly apart from him, the distance feeling like a canyon to Tonowari. “What am I supposed to think when the entire clan is watching me get humiliated and the one person I thought would stand behind me just-”
Your voice broke, rushing to swallow the pain, trying to force the tears away. “You just let it happen.”
Tonowari felt all of his emotions curdle inside himself. He felt sick. Because every word you uttered was true.
And he hated himself for it.
“I had to be careful, what if I stepped in and he lashed out even more? What if it had become even worse?”
Disbelief spread across your face. “This is the worst Tonowari!” In your outburst you stood up from your spot on the sand. Tonowari immediately followed, taking the opportunity to close some of the distance between you.
“Do you think the gossip is what hurts most? The whispers?”
Tonowari stayed silent, his hand twitching just beside yours. “What hurt most was that Ao’nung said all of those words knowing that everyone was listening!” Your voice trembled “And everyone believed him!”
“I didn’t.” Tonowari whispered.
“Then why didn’t you stop him!” Your voice was louder than it had been all night, all the pain bubbling up and finally erupting. “I kept looking for you! I kept waiting for you to say something…To stop him.”
“I know…I wish I did. I should have.”
Your gaze met his and looking into his eyes was enough to shatter you. Half of you wanted to fall into his arms, let his smooth words and soft caresses shield you from all of this unbearable pain. But the other half wanted to scream until your lungs gave out, to yell and curse at him until he was the one crying just like you were.
“I would have.” You whispered. “I would have stood beside you.”
Tonowari sighed, because he knew you would have. He prayed he could have possess just a portion of the courage you possess. But he was a coward. “I know.”
“If you were the one who was being ridiculed and mocked and torn apart.” Your hand came up to your chest, trying to clutch your heart to stop it from aching. “I would have stood beside you.”
“I have failed you.” Tonowari confessed, reaching his hands out but he knew he didn’t deserve to hold your delicate palms in his. “I should have protected you.”
“I am not asking you to choose me over your son…I just wish I was enough to be an option.”
Tonowari gasped at your confession. “Do not say that.” In a desperate attempt his hands suddenly grasped at yours. “Please. Do not say that. You are enough.” You retracted at his touch, but you didn’t pull your hands out of his. “My beautiful girl you are more than enough.”
“It does not feel like that.” You whispered, the softness of your voice making Tonowari grasp you even tighter.
“I should have never put you in this position.”
“But you have.”
“I know. And I am so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you…that is the last thing I ever wanted to do.”
You paused, a small hiccup of a breath escaping you. “I knew this would be difficult.”
Tonowari went to reply, but you gripped onto his hand tighter and his mouth closed.
“I just thought that…if Ao’nung hated me, if my family was ashamed of me and the village mocked me.” You gazed up at him. “That I would still have you.”
Tonowari almost broke apart. Because he thought that too. That when things inevitably imploded that the two of you face it together. But he had disappointed in an unimaginable way.
“You do have me.” Tonowari said desperately
“Do I?”
Your doubtfulness made Tonowari’s throat close. How else were you meant to react after what he had done today?
“I love you.” Tonowari whispered to you, his eyes unable to break away from you. His breath was uneven; his hands were trembling around yours. “I love you. I-I have never felt so compelled by a woman before.”
He gently tugged you closer “I need you to know…that I do not regret a single moment I have spent with you.” His thumb began to caress the outside out your hand. “My beautiful girl the only thing I regret is hurting you.”
“I regret what I have done to you…I never wanted you to second guess your place here…I wanted to cement your future here.”
“You made me feel like I had a place here.” You whispered. “Since that night I felt like I could have a future here.”
“I want that future.” Tonowari gasped. “I want that future to be here with me.”
“I do too.” Your words brought relief to his chest. “But you have to fix this. I will not be made a mockery anymore.”
Tonowari’s eyes closed for a brief moment. An overwhelming amount of relief had flooded his system.
He knees almost buckled beneath him. He was convinced that when he followed your footsteps down the beach that it would’ve been the moment you walked out of his life.
He was sure he had already lost you.
But you were giving him a second chance.
One he did not deserve.
But you will still here in front of him despite everything.
“I will fix this.” He said with a renewed sense of vigour. “I do not know how, but I will.” He cautiously leaned his head down to rest against your forehead. “The shame that was placed upon you today is mine. I vow to you that I will carry it.”
For the first time today, that tightness in your chest loosened.
There were still wounds, ones that would take more time to heal. But as you stood on the shore with Tonowari’s hands and promises wrapped around you, the burden felt lighter.
There were still many conversations to come and hurdles to overcome.
But if he kept his vow to do it together.
Then the small spark of hope between you could blossom into something beautiful.
authors note: okay if u managed to get this far ilysm thankyou sm for reading my fic. hopefullyyyy u guys liked it. i spent awhile thinking on how i wanted to go about it (hence the absence)
plz plz reply/comment/send an ask on what you thought i love reading what you guys thought it means sm to me anyway big kisses thankqq for readingggggg byeeee
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Do you think it would be possible that Tonowaei and Ronal would agree to give the Sullies uturu only if they agreed to arrange a marriage between their families, with one of their children? For the sake of strengthening their clan against enemies? If so, between which children?
Considering the fact that Uturu is a very sacred Na'vi practise, I doubt Ronal would ever allow someone to bind conditions to it and thus "change" the core of the concept very much. Furthermore, I also don't really see either of them holding much interest in an alliance like that. If you remember, the Metkayina wanted to stay out of the whole RDA vs Pandora conflict at the start of ATWOW to the point of seriously considering rejecting Jake and his family over it. 'Strengthening their clan against enemies' is something you do when you go to war, not when you seek peace. Especially when I can't exactly see either how mating their kids could strengthen them...I mean, if it's about bringing fresh blood and capable hands into the clan you already achieve that by just granting them uturu. And if it's something like a political marriage and thus alliance between the Metkayina and Omatikaya they are striving for, then we circle back to the whole "but Tonowari and Ronal explicity didn't want to get involved with whatever war the Omatikaya had going on with the RDA at the time".
Not to mention that I also don't think that neither Tonowari or Ronal would forcefully mate their children to someone for politics on a pure character standpoint.
Soooo...yeah! I fear my answer is no, it wouldn't be possible as it wouldn't make any sense. Really sorry if this was meant to be taken as an AU and I came across a bit rude T-T. But as I understand it this is asking for canon possibilities, which I just don't think exist, meaning the second part can also be skipped pretty easily (as no mating is happening anyways). Thanks for the ask regardless, though!
You lowered your head, trying to shield yourself from the piercing gazes of the clan. Your pace quickened desperately trying to escape somewhere where you could not be perceived.
If you got away from the village then maybe you could escape all of this.
If you got away-
“You!”
The shout cracked through the air like a whip, sharp enough to make every head turn.
Every muscle in your body locked at once, your feet freezing, refusing to move as that sound rang in your ears. Everything around you seemed to dull, conversations dying so suddenly that the entire village was consumed in a tense, watchful silence.
Though every fibre within you screamed to run, to sprint away and escape the awaiting conflict.
You slowly turned.
Ao’nung was marching towards you. His shoulders were squared, fists clasped together. His jaw was clenched so tight the muscles across his face visibly flexed beneath his skin.
He looked furious.
No.
He was furious.
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i promise it will be out soon, im so sorry about how long it has taken me. if you want to be tagged when the chap comes out reply here or under the last chapter thats how im keeping track of tags lol
Hello hello! I was wondering if your Avatar fic ’from sky to sea’ is still updating or abandoned? I loved the first part and am abt to hop into the second part but I noticed it haven’t updated since February?
I’m not saying this to rush anything, I was just curious if you’re planning to finish it so I can bookmark it and wait for an update.
Have a nice day^^
Hey, thanks for the ask! I will continue it, I’ve just had a horrible few months and am very burnt out. Something unexpected happened in March which put a hold on a lot of my hobbies and took up a lot of my time. The situation there has improved a little now so I may get back into writing if I have more time in the summer. Thank you for reading! I love Tonowari as a character and I’ve got lots planned for the fic :)