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The little coastal town of Awa'atlu, Neteyam's dearly loathsome residence since the early age of five, smells of acacia's honey, fish and the scarlet red dried ristras of peppers hanging off of the walls of the shacks in rich bouquets, their bitter, often throat prickling smell mingling with the slightly damp saltiness of the ocean breeze that drifted over the massive formations of the limestones, emerging out of the coast, protecting the little cribs from the tyrannic waves of the sea.
Spreadtalk circulated from tongue to tongue, legends of the village and its folks whispered, where a few, strange kind of phenomenon occurs —stolen bundles of fishes, plundered huts, the whisper-like shuffle of the leaves of the acacia trees, and a lonely, tender mewl of a voice in the midnight, the cries of the moon, as some might decieve, however the one people tend to notice last, and the most —a villager, abruptly, inexplicably going missing.
Sirens.
Superstitions.
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"Listen closely, follow my orders—"
Ao'nung lowered towards the ground, his body closing into an abrupt lock while his ears twitched with the static zipper of the order, not yet used to having comms in them. He lowered until his throat almost scraped the thorned vines grovelly embracing the fields from all directions. His eyes never left the metal-decorated na'vi by the fire, currently skinning a fallen victim. Neteyam was speaking to him through the comms in a lowered voice, cold and collected, lacking that usual playful warmth that cardles each word that drips from his lips. These words were sharp and unwavering, each note pressed out in a commanderish fit, as Pathfinder's instructions, the composed order.
"Kill."
/ao'nung follows neteyam's orders in a battle. he does, whatever he tells him. whatever, literally.
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"What took you so long, hm?"
The voice picked up near his shoulder, travelling through his hair like wind, tightening his chest like it wrapped ropes around him. Ao'nung was looking at all the ancient trees that held themselves out to the sky, proud to be tall, and recieve a kiss from the foamy clouds.
He swallowed, and that was real, he could feel the throat of his body bob with the motion, the heavy lump almost dropping down, then jumping back into place.
He didn't need much time to settle on what to say, only the truth, because the people here were all sensetive to excuses. There were no lies in the face of the Great Mother.
"Sorry for not coming sooner, Ma'Teyam."
/Once again, Ao'nung slips away to the Cove of Ancestors, an addiction-like habit he'd picked up on ever since the death of his beloveds.
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"You will never see me again."
Her mother's breath caught in her throat, the look in her jade green eyes speaking for the thousand razorsharp crystallic pieces her heart has just broken into.
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He can't imagine how they must be looking at him right now. He doesn't want to. Then he imagines his father, tall and mighty, composed and carrying himself with years of wisdom, the memories of the sunset colored scales of his cape briefly contouring in his mind. Ao'nung even may have never seen his face, and that could be true when he doesn't remember, but he knew he did, like every child gazing upon their guardian with wonder, for some reason though, this memory he can't recall. His father is a man only existing below the chest.
Frustration explodes in his chest, ivying through his spine, he wants to break something. Desperately.
/on a fateful thunderous day, lightning blinded Ao'nung when he was only cornering the brief age of five, he doesn't have much memory to recall as he grows, and with each sharper picture that his mind makes fade, he keeps losing himself. He's been fighting to prove he's not a case of ruin which he himself isn't that sure of —understanding comes though, when he comes across a na'vi, similiar to him, only with a starshaped dent, almost a hole across his chest with pain phantoming his every breath.
For the first time since being blind, Ao'nung learns to see.
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I'll be like One of Your Girls by eatingsoupwafork
Fandoms: Avatar (Cameron Movies), Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora (Video Game)
12 Jun 2026
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"You're such a fucking coward." The words came out quiet, but they landed like a slap.
"Don't call me that."
"Why not? It's true." Neteyam stepped closer, into his space, close enough to smell the familiar passionfruit scent that had haunted his dreams for the past months. "You're so terrified of what it might mean that you'd rather burn everything down than admit you felt something."
"I didn't feel anything—"
"Liar." The word was a weapon. "You felt it. You wanted it."
Ao'nung's face went red— from anger or embarrassment, or both. "Shut the fuck up."
"I think you'll do anything to avoid having an actual honest conversation." Neteyam's voice was cold now, all the hurt crystallizing into something sharp. "Including picking a fight. Including pretending I'm just some drunk mistake you can forget about."
"I said shut UP—"
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It's the summer of 2173 at the Awa'atlu Military Summer Program. Neteyam is supposed to keep everyone in line, but Ao'nung is everywhere he shouldn’t be, and he can’t look away.
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When a Metkayina recognises someone as a potential partner, they express their attraction through gestures rather than words, allowing themselves to be carried away by desire and challenge.
In contrast, when an Omaticaya recognises someone as a potential partner, they wait for the feeling to be mutual before acting on it.
Misunderstandings happen.
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28 Jan 2026
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A month after the war, Awa’atlu begins to heal—but grief lingers like a tide that never recedes. Ao’nung finally allows himself to grieve. For his lover, his mother, his friend, and the life he never got to have. His father is there when he does.
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Kiri had accepted her place as the 'freak', as the strange looking half-human na'vi that her peers found weird and unattractive, and had expected that things would stay that way forever. So when Rotxo, a relatively well-liked and popular boy that the Olo'eyktan himself took under his wing suddenly asks for permission to court her, she's thrust into a world of romance, drama, and whirlwind emotions she thought she'd never feel.
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In which Rotxo attempts to court Kiri, and Kiri rarely understands what's happening, but somehow it still works.
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wait and pretend (hold on and hope) by jacksbrokenheart
Fandoms: Avatar (Cameron Movies)
17 Jun 2026
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‘’Is it a dream or some kind of memory?’’ Neteyam asks, just because he has to know.
‘’What do you want it to be?’’ comes a question in return.
‘’Something real.’’
Ao’nung's hand covers his. Their fingers, like it's only one proper way for them to be, slip between all each other’s free spaces.
‘’Then it could be, I guess.’’ he says, ‘’Something real.’’
Ao'nung is searching for solace. Neteyam is searching for himself.
this work is a continuation. if you're interested in some aonunete soulmate extravanganza, please check out part one!
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