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tonowari x fem reader

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tonowari x mate!reader

“I can't believe you blatantly disagreed with me in front of them, you made me look like a fool Tonowari!” I yelled at him waving my hands around trying to make my point clear. “My love, you can't hold a grudge against them, they couldn't have known that would happen” Tonowari replied to me as he sat down, rubbing his forehead, slightly losing his patience with me. “My soul sister and her calf are gone! She didn't know it would happen either, what about them?!” I yell pointing outside to where I saw her take her last breath. “I don't want their family to stay here, it's been trouble since they got here” Referring to Jake and his family. I feel myself getting lost in anger, my sister taken away at the hands of demons, and her calf didn't even get to live a part of his life. I ball up my hands next to my sides.

“Y/n, I understand she is gone but there is nothing we can do now!” Tonowari turns to me slamming his fist down and standing up looking me in the eyes. “I can't believe you choose the demons that killed my sister, instead of your mate that's been here for you for years!” I yell at him, grabbing my basket that I used to deliver remedies and stuffing my overstay things in it. “I'm on your side and always will be, but you can't blame their deaths on their family!” I pause, grab my things and stand up and stare him down. I let an uneasy sigh escape my lips before grabbing the basket and getting ready to exit before I feel a hand grab my arm tightly. Tears brim my eyes as I bring my head up to look at him. “Where are you going?” Tonowari says, staring into my eyes. I sat down the basket I had on the floor and started to pull at his hand trying to make him let go of my arm. “Y/n listen to me, it was an accident they couldn't have known,” Tonowari says, not breaking eye contact with me “Maybe it was a mistake ever mating with you!” I say yelling at him as he lets my arm go allowing me to start walking out the doors. I could tell I hurt him but at that moment I didn't care. I was filled to the brim with anger, I just wanted my sister back safe and sound.

I find the now empty marui pod, the same one that was on the water where I first met my sister, I sit down and place my hands on my swollen belly thinking of how my sister would've loved to meet my baby closing my eyes and thinking of my sister having short flashbacks to her and how we used to go past the reef together and we used to get in trouble. I smile thinking of her and when I first met her calf and how playful and careful he acted with me. Feeling somewhat calm, I closed my eyes and sat there thinking about them.

Tsireya’s Pov:

I walked along the sandy beach with Lo’ak walking with him to make sure he returned to his marui with his family. I walked away with my hair picked behind my ear because he said he liked it like that when I ran into my brother. “Aonung, why are you still out here?” I ask, noticing my brother just sitting on the sand with a smile on my face as I look at him before sitting down. “To think, mom and dad got into an argument, and mom left somewhere.” My smile slowly faded away. “Mom and dad are soulmates, they rarely argue” Aonung nodded “I know and it's weird when they do” He responded. I knew mom wouldn't have left the Marui unless it was a serious argument. Usually when they rarely argued they would kiss and make up. “We should go check on Dad, make sure he's feeling alright,” Aonung replied, standing up before grabbing my shoulder. I nodded in agreement, hoping my mom was ok. We walked towards the Marui hearing a couple of sniffles before they stopped when we stepped into the Marui and saw dad wiping his eyes and looking at us. His eyes were red as if someone threw sand into them. He left into his room and pulled the curtain closed that blocked the door meaning he wanted to be left alone. I looked at my brother with a frown. My father never cried. I thought about whether I should go consult him. Against my better judgment, I walked to the room before a hand was placed in front of me. I turned to Aonung and he nodded no to me knowing it would be better to consult our father tomorrow.

The next day

Back to ur pov:

I woke up cold, not feeling any warmth in this once-lively marui. My eyes filled to the brim with water, it stung slightly so I let my tears fall, my hands holding my stomach crying, the pain I felt was unexplainable. The 1 person I rely most on who's been here throughout my 3 pregnancies, The person who I've loved since I met. I hurt because I was hurt. I've been known to have a short temper and anger problems but this was inexcusable.

I wanted to apologize, and this is a big thing. I never apologized first but I knew I had to say something. I grabbed my things and was ready to walk out when I ran into a big figure. I look up to see Tonowari about to knock on the wall to signal he was gonna come in. We stared at each other and my eyes softened feeling the tears come back. I don't know if it was pregnancy hormones or just plain me but I busted out crying as I felt a pair of strong arms wrap me into their embrace and pull me forward into the embrace. I look up and say softly, hardly above a whisper “I miss her so much wari” I say sniffling as I feel my knees get weak I lean down onto my knees as he didn't let go of me. We sat in silence as I looked into his eyes. Those piercing blue eyes that shined like diamonds looked back at me. “I didn't mean anything, I just want her to come back to me,” I said putting my face back into his chest still sniffling. Tears still flowed down but they slowed as I felt a hand lift my chin. “My love no matter what we go through, no matter what happens. I will never hate or give up on you. You've been hurt and I understand now just like I should have last night and I-” I put a finger up to his lips to hush him. “You need not apologize, I am sorry, I was just so angry I was saying anything. I meant nothing I said yesterday but I do mean this… I love you” Tonowari's eyes widened I never apologized first, it was always him apologizing first. He smiled as I still stared at him with a gaze, I almost rarely gave him sure I always looked at him with love in my eyes but this time the love was different. It was so much it was enough to make any man’s heart explode. I smiled back at him leaning into his chest. He leaned away and the smile disappeared off my face. Was the apology not enough? Is he still angry? Thoughts raced through my mind faster than a direhorse. He stood up and grabbed my hand and lifted me with him. He looked at me and kissed me passionately, by the time that kiss ended we were out of breath. He got down on one knee and kissed my stomach where our baby lay safe and sound. He stood back up and smiled “Look at me like that again and our baby is gonna have to make room for another one.” He smirked, grabbing my torso and pulling me toward him.

I hit his chest playfully and walked out of the Marui and realized I lost myself in love so much that I forgot my basket. I immediately turned around and saw him carrying it “wari I got it” I smiled about to take the basket and then he moved it out of the way and didn’t let me take it. I rolled my eyes laughing at his actions. I looked toward our marui as we walked there together. Little did we know there were eyes on us as we walked together. Tsireya smiled and ran up to us and hugged us tightly carefully trying to avoid my stomach. “Woah, What’s this for?” I asked holding her in the hug and looking at my mate before carefully fixing her hair she didn’t reply and just held onto me before I felt someone else hug me, my only son the one who took after me hugged us just as tight as his sister before we broke the hug Aonung says “I love our family.” I chuckled and kissed him on his forehead before our family of 4 and ½ walked into our marui to talk to enjoy each other's presence.

PART 2?

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pairing: tonowari x omatikaya!fem reader

- warnings: power imbalance? confessions of love, pining, age gap (reader is 21) nsfw content — mating, p in v, lovemaking, female masturbation, oral sex (f receiving) fingering, bonding (connecting of queues) SLIGHT mentions of ao’nung x reader

summary: It’s been a few weeks since your last encounter with Tonowari, but every time you think of the Metkayina leader, your heart begins to race in your chest. You haven’t felt this way since the beginning of your adolescence, and your crush on Tonowari is hitting you full-force; deciding it’s ultimately best to admit your feelings for him before your father chooses a mate for you.

There’s a fire inside of you that’s been set ablaze since your encounter with Tonowari.

It’s a shameful fire, which burns within you constantly. You’re fiery, irritable, frustrated. You mope and pout, pondering on what your future mate will think if they were to ever find out what had happened. If your pure, angelic reputation was to be discovered as tainted — would you still be wanted?

All that consumes you is him. You think back on how vulnerable you were, how small and timid and accepting you had been, sinking to your knees to serve him like it was your duty. Perhaps it was your duty to truly help him, because after all - you gave him that damned flower.

The way you feel burns. Your skin is hot, your fingers curling down on your pillowcase, your hips gently rutting against your mattress like you're a cat in heat, breathy, quiet moans slipping past your lips as you try to grind yourself to an orgasm.

You’d felt this way before. During your adolescence you grew cloudy and desperate for relief, but as you grew older, developing into a mature, adult Na’vi, that feeling soon fizzled away, content with knowing such feelings would never arise again until you’d met your mate.

And you hadn’t met your mate, at least not yet. The man that you crave to mate with, the man who defiled your mouth and admitted to thinking only of you is not your mate. Tonowari is already mated, and though she is with Ewya now, his life is promised to her. Your nose crinkles as you think of him, his large frame towering over yours as he played with your curls, deep groans rumbling from his chest as he fucked your mouth.

It's so painful as you pick up speed, rutting against your pillow pitifully, your stomach flipping and wetness beginning to pool from your cunt, because you know Tonowari could make you feel so much better.

He's so much bigger than you - even one of his fingers could break you, have you crying and withering beneath him, legs trembling as you beg for more. It's painful because you can't actually cum - your eyes prick with tears and you gasp, your clit stimulated by the fabric of your bedding, your stomach pooling with a insatiable warmth.

But no matter how hard you rut, no matter how hard you think of Tonowari and his eagerness to use you for his own good, your orgasm never comes. It fades into the abiss, and your hips still, your chest heaving as you left out a strained huff, all senses of pleasure oozing away from you.

You wonder how you will ever get over this crush you have on Tonowari. You groan as you collapse into your hammock, unsatisfied and unfulfilled, cursing yourself for falling so deeply for a man who is already mated.

All you can wonder is how your chosen mate will feel, when he discovers that you are pining for his leader and are unsatisfied because of it.

The next few days blur into one. Your father is encouraging you to mingle with the boys of the Metkayina clan, even suggesting you become friends with Tonowari’s children as a means to find a potential mate.

“You’re not getting any younger,” your father had told you, his hand smoothing your curls down softly. “And I know this isn’t what you wanted, and that choosing a mate is a long process. But the boys of the Metkayina clan are alright, and you’ll find someone you like at some point, sweetheart. In fact, your mother and I both think that Ao’nung seems nice.”

“I don’t want Ao’nung,” you had said, your tail thrashing angrily behind you as your father placed a reassuring hand on your back. How were you to tell your parents that you didn’t wish to mate with Ao’nung because you wanted his father instead?

It’s ironic, really. When you think of it, Ao’nung is much closer in age to you than his father is. In fact, he’d probably be a much more suitable mate, and you half expected your father to go ahead and arrange it with Tonowari anyway.

The thought of Tonowari makes you feel slightly nauseous. He has children, and he has been mated before, and your parents would certainly not approve of him. Perhaps you should listen to your father - Ao’nung is a nice boy.

Yet, despite all of the negatives, Tonowari is on your mind, constantly. The spark he ignited inside of you the night he confronted you about the irayo flower has been set ablaze since, burning high and mighty and consuming every ounce of you.

You can’t stand it anymore. You need him to put the fire out, to blow out the sparks he lit within you.

That’s why you’re in his hut, your tail swaying shamefully, your eyes fixated on Tonowari, whose browline is crinkled in concern. His presence makes you feel so warm, so drowsy, and you open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out, and everything you’d planned to say wilts away.

"What is wrong, little one?" Tonowari asks, his hands grazing your face, moving the stray hair away from your face. "You have been avoiding me - running away when you see me at the communal camp, darting behind rocks to avoid being seen. Yet now you are here, in my hut, in my home, wanting to speak but saying nothing at all."

"I am to be mated," you force out, your tongue feeling cotton-dry in your mouth, your throat constricting as you speak. Tonowari's features stay neutral, void of any readable expression. "Well, I am to choose a mate.”

"I know. You are a mature Na'vi now." His voice is thick as he speaks, his eyes boring into yours. "You are conflicted as to who to choose?”

Your ears pin backward shamefully, guilt washing through you as his he cups your cheeks softly, Tonowari's large frame towering over yours. His touch sends sparks shooting over your skin, and you mumble, “There are many noble men to choose from. My father has suggested Ao’nung,” you say, your throat dry as you spit out the name of his son. Tonowari does not react. “I just fear the one I wish to choose will not choose me.”

Tonowari’s ears flitter against his head, his eyes trailing over towards the wilted irayo flower which sits besides his hammock, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. “My son is to become a mighty warrior yet. I do not think he would treat a woman like you how you deserve to be treated.” He blinks, irritation rolling throughout him. “Who is it you wish to choose, little one?” He whispers, his fingers soft as they graze your cheekbones, and your heart hammers in your chest as he dips, to shrink closer to your height.

“I wish to choose you, Tonowari,” you murmur, your body flooding with warmth as his palm cups your cheeks, his ocean eyes glinting with an unreadable expression. “But it feels wrong to even say.”

Your lips tremble softly as you speak, and Tonowari shoots you a fleeting smile, his nose pressing against yours. “You wish to choose me because I can make you feel good,” he whispers, his ears raised on his head, his fingers darting over your shoulder. “Isn’t that right, little one? Isn’t that what you’ve been thinking about all these weeks?”

Guilt pulsates through you as his fingers run down your waist, resting at the strap of your loincloth. Your stomach feels tight, and your body warm, your senses are clouded with him. “Tonowari, you have children.”

“I can always have more,” he tells you, his voice deep as it rumbles in his chest. Your heart races as his fingers skilfully untie the knot of your loincloth, your stomach pooling with a familiar sense of arousal as he does so. “Do you want this as bad as me, little one?”

“I don’t know,” you answer, your voice dry as cotton as you speak, your skin trickling with goosebumps when your loincloth falls to the floor, the costal breeze washing through the hut and riding up your skin.

“That is not an answer.” Tonowari’s voice is husky, his ocean eyes flickering with unknown emotion as he stares at your bare frame. “I need you to tell me you want it.” He presses, his fingers darting against the bare skin of your hip, and your breath hitches in your throat as he stands over you, tall and mighty.

The Olo'eyktan stares down at you, waiting, wanting. He is burning with need — burning almost as brightly as you.

“Yes,” you murmur, gasping as Tonowari’s hands pull you in roughly, his palms kneading at the skin of your ass. “Yes, I want this.”

“That is all you had to say.”

A pathetic whine crawls out of your throat as Tonowari’s body presses you against the wall of his hut. He’s much bigger than you, terrifyingly so, and it has a pool of arousal swirling in your stomach. Tonowari’s hands eagerly press your thighs apart, his overwhelmingly large frame dropping to the ground as he kneels before you, his breath fanning against your cunt.

“I think you wanted this more than me,” he breathes, sliding a finger through your sticky folds, his cock pulsing when you writhe above him.

It feels so deliciously good but so immoral when his lips connect with your cunt. There’s a spark of heat that flashes through you, which snakes up your spine and bites at every nerve. It’s dangerous, it’s hot, and it’s electric. The simple sensation of his lips suckling around your clit has you burning with desire, and you buck your hips against him vigorously.

There’s a sense of danger when Tonowari’s thick finger swirls around your hole. It has the hair pricking up your skin, the overriding sense of fear edging against the fiery nub of pleasure which burns like a flame in your belly. “Tonowari,” you whimper, tensing up as his finger smoothly glides into your cunt, clenching down on his digit involuntarily.

“Stay still, little one. I don’t want to hurt you,” he murmurs, his voice rumbly, vibrating against your clit. His tone is so sharp that you have no choice but to listen, despite the fact that your muscles are screaming at you to move.

Tonowari’s finger is so wide and intrusive, foreign, unknown. Yet it curls inside of you so gently, massaging your walls carefully, that your body relaxes. His tongue works at you skilfully, and you’re blissfully aware of how experienced he is. The thought makes your skin prick with heat because he has been mated before, so this is not new for him, and your emotions are much more heightened for you. The desire within him is not burning as brightly as the desire inside of you, and the thought makes you feel insecure.

You can’t even think about his mating status right now, though. You can’t focus on anything but the curling of his fingers inside of your cunt and the swirling of his tongue around your clit. This is so much better than rutting against the pillow in your room, trying to chase an unachievable orgasm, moaning his name in the depths of despair and need and want.

Tonowari’s lips are pressing so needily against your cunt that you feel like you’re being gorgeously devoured. You try to still the gasp which climbs up your throat, but you can’t. You’re so loud, so desperate to be heard, and it only makes him glide his finger in and out of your cunt faster, carefully beginning to push another inside, stretching you out.

The burn from the stretch is numbed by his tongue, which works softly against your clit. “You’re so wet,” Tonowari murmurs, pulling away from your cunt to admire your swollen, leaking pussy. “I forgot how easily pleased virgins are.”

Your cunt looks desperate, eager to be used, leaking with so much slick that it looks like it’s crying. He hums in approval, his breath fanning over your sensitive cunt, causing goosebumps to rush up your skin.

“It hurts,” you squeak, pawing at his braids like a cat, bucking against him to dull the burning pain from the stretch of his fingers.

He doesn’t utter a word, burying his face closer into your cunt, and your breath hitches, your hips stilling when you feel it. A fire sparks inside of you — burning wildly, freely, and your legs begin to shake involuntarily, your dull fingernails pressing into Tonowari’s hair, pulling him closer. “Please,” you beg, your chest heaving as his fingers curl perfectly inside of you, “I’m so close.”

“That’s it, little one,” he coos, his fingers relentless as they pump into you, the sounds of your squelching cunt echoing around his hut, muffled slightly by his mouth, which suckles eagerly at your clit. “Come undone for me, my pretty girl.”

It’s impossible to neglect an order from the Olo'eyktan, especially when he says it so nicely. You rut your hips, desperate for more, the friction of Tonowari’s tongue and the steady pumping of his fingers putting out your fire. It’s the best thing you’ve ever felt — your muscles somehow relax and constrict at the same time, your cunt pulsing and throbbing manically, your frame shaking from overstimulation. It’s impossibly good, morally shameful, and Tonowari rides you through your orgasm, peppering soft kisses to your cunt.

When he finally pulls away, a string of his salvia follows him lewdly, and his eyes are star-stricken, dazed, fixated entirely on you. The pupil is so blown you can no longer see the light aqua of his eyes, and you struggle to catch your breath as he grabs your arms and forces your body to face the wall.

“Can I bond with you?” He’s breathless, his head lulling against the back of yours.

His breath fans against your neck, making the hair on your skin stand upwards, your tail thrashing with need. “You want to bond with me?” You ask, an edge of exasperation in your tone as Tonowari forces your legs further apart.

“Only if you wish,” he tells you softly, gently beginning to work his tip between your folds, gathering your slick. The sensation makes you feel all warm and gooey, and your hips involuntarily buck downwards to meet his length. “But if we do not bond, we will not be truly mated.”

“Then, please,” you whimper, “make the bond.”

You can feel him smile against the nape of your neck in response to your words. Your cunt is slick with wet, eager to take him in, but you know that his cock is incredibly thick, and his fingers have most certainly not prepared you enough.

Tonowari’s tip aligns with your hole, and your breath stills in your throat. He doesn’t move - doesn’t dare to raise his hips, his breathing even and steady as he raises his queue to yours, a throaty groan slipping past his lips as the tendrils begin to connect.

You feel nothing but him. You experienced nothing but him. Tonowari is everything, everywhere, and it’s like there’s now an inferno inside of you. You’re uncomfortably hot, and the need to take him becomes overwhelming, so you shuffle your hips down, but his hand raises to stop you.

“You’re not ready, little one,” Tonowari mumbles, his fingers gently massaging your hips. “It will hurt. You remember the stretching of your mouth a few weeks ago, yes?”

“Of course. It’s all I could think about.” You say honestly, your face flushing with warmth as he pinches you teasingly.

“It will stretch more than that. Burn more than that. Your cunt is not used to me yet.” He hisses as he gathers more of your slick, making sure his lavender tip is well-lubed. “I haven’t broken you in.”

“Then break me in.”

Tonowari’s teeth graze at the back of your neck — a warning, and it makes you whine, needy for him and his length. “Okay. Stay still, little one - it's going to hurt.”

Your mouth opens to respond, but the words never come out. Tonowari gently begins to coax his cock inside of you, your velvet walls swallowing the tip almost instantly, your ears pinning backwards in response to the pain.

It’s agonising. Tonowari can feel your pain through the bond, and he grunts, continuing to force his cock inside of you. “Breathe, little one,” he says, his hands gently rubbing your arms. “I don’t want you passing out on me.”

The stretch is unbearable. The last sparks of pleasure from your previous orgasm dwindles, and you’re left shocked with the sudden realisation that Tonowari might not even fit inside of you.

“Is it going in?" You ask desperately, your voice hoarse. A gentle kiss is placed to the back of your neck by the Olo'eyktan, a shiver shooting up your body in response.

“You’re taking me so well, little one," he hisses, his cock twitching with need as your cunt finally swallows the mushroom of his cock, sheathing him from the outside world.

"Hurts," you mumble, head lulling on his brawny chest. Tonowari's strong arms hold you in place, pain biting and pinching at every nerve inside of your body. "Hurts so bad."

"Relax," Tonowari says, his voice so low and rumbly it makes arousal rush to your core. You feel so warm and gooey, so broken, so wrong. You're mating someone whose practically the same age as your own father, but when he pushes inside of you an inch more, you find yourself uncaring.

A broken mewl slips past your lips as his hefty cock brushes against your g-spot, his fingers toying at your sensitive clit in an attempt to null you into relaxation. "Tonowari," you gasp, shocks of electric pulsing through your spine when his pace steadies, his cock unable to stretch your cunt any further.

His hands clutch at the plush flesh of your thighs, grunts slipping past his lips as he fucks into you. It's the sexiest thing you've ever heard — the sounds of his desperation merging with the sound of your squelching cunt, which echoes lewdly around the hut, makes you even needier. There's nothing worse than this feeling. The heat consumes you, burning like an inferno.

You whine, bucking down against his length, basking in the incredulous pain from the stretch of him.Your cunt feeling so tight and full, clenching down around his thick length. It feels like you're milking him, and Tonowari hisses, readjusting his hips as to not push himself over the edge.

The bond makes you feel everything. Every good thing about Tonowari washes through you, blinds you - you know every error of his ways, aware of all of his good and bad, and you take him. You rut down onto him, your hips shuffling in sync with his. Tonowari's fingers are careful and delicate as they circle around your clit, the bundle of overstimulated nerves sending you into an overdrive.

You're so wet, it's crazy. Your cunt is practically pulsing, desperate and needy to be used. And he won't do it. Tonowari is rutting into you at a delicate pace, his strokes smooth and even, as not to hurt you. If Tonowari went any faster, he'd rip you apart — at least, that's what it feels like, but you're so overwhelmed with need that you don’t care.

"I want more," you force out, whimpering as his teeth graze against your ears. "I need more."

"I want to fill you up, little one," Tonowari growls, his rumbling shooting throughout your body. "Can I? Is that what you would like?"

Warm, hot flashes. A painful stretch, a beautiful moment. His cock is nestled deep inside of you, brushing beautifully against the spongy spot inside of your cunt. You're so slick, so wet. His movements are smooth, easy, and your white ring of arousal paints the bottom of his length gorgeously.

"Yes, I'd like that," you mumble, crying out as Tonowari's fingers abandon your clit and grab onto your hair, his hips beginning to roll into you faster. "Please."

Everything feels so raw, so sensitive, so new. You're desperate, needy for an orgasm, and the familiar feeling of pressure pools in your lower belly. Warmth consumes you, drowns you, nips at every nerve, and you let go.

It feels perfect. Liberating, free. Hot, white flashes spark through you, your vision peppering with black stars. It feels like you've known Tonowari forever, and your legs shake, unable to hold yourself up any longer. He holds you, strong and safe, your Tonowari. Your mate, who pumps his own cum in you, your walls so tight and wet, the sound of his balls slapping lewdly against your cunt echoing throughout his hut, puts your fire out.

"Thank you, thank you, oh Ewya, thank you," you blabber, tears staining your dark-blue cheeks, unable to contain the overwhelming emotions which wash through you.

It's perfect. Everything's perfect. Even the strange sensation of Tonowari's sticky cum pooling out of you when he pulls out of your cunt, a gentle grunt slipping past his lips. There's a dull throbbing from the absence of him, and goosebumps rise on your skin when he brushes his nose against your shoulder, breathing in your scent.

"I see you,"" Tonowari says, gently smacking his cock against your plush ass, watching as the last of his cum dribbles out and paints your skin. "All of you."

"This was so wrong," you mumble, your face flushing red when his nose nuzzles into your neck.

"There is no going back. We are mated, now.” He presses a gentle kiss against the feverish skin of your neck. "You will make a fine Tsahìk."

You feel nothing but him when he finally prys away from your exhausted body. Tonowari smiles down at you, brushing your curls away from your face gently. His fixation on you makes you nervous - he is so big, towering over you by at least two feet, making you feel meek and small.

"I see you," you mumble back, eyes wide in surprise when he places a soft kiss to your lips.

How the hell are you going to explain to your family that you are now going to be Tsahìk?

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Avatar boys headcanons

How the avatar boys act while you two are courting

Pairings: Neteyam X reader, Lo’ak X reader, 2009 Jake sully X reader, young Tonowari X reader (all separate)

Neteyam Sully x reader!

Neteyam was a complete sweetheart when it comes to you. Doesn’t get jealous easily

Before the two of you started courting he asked for your parents for permission to be mated before Eywa. You were both so happy when your father said yes

Tries to spend as much time with you as possible whether it be after a hunt or before some important war attack. This man will spend every spare second with you

Loves to bring you back flowers and make you necklaces. One time he came back from a hunt with a flower crown he had made for you

Neteyam isn’t really into PDA, the most he will do is hold your hand and give you cheek kisses. But in private that’s an entirely different story

This man LOVES to cuddle with you, especially after a long day, like you could be chilling when Neteyam suddenly drops in next to you as he lays his head on your stomach

“What’s wrong my prince” you say rubbing your hand through his hair, Neteyam just grumbled and snuggled closer to you. You decide to just leave it alone and comfort your love

Lo’ak Sully x reader!

Asks your father for permission to court you out of respect to tradition. Even if your father had said no he would have still courted you

Is also a sweetheart but gets jealous very quickly like you could just be talking to another boy and he will immediately wrap his arm around you as a way to show others that you are his

Prefers to spend time with you instead of getting you stuff. He liked to go in dates where you two flight through hallelujah mountains on our ikrans

Loves to whisper things in your ear to make you flustered. Like just him being so close has your cheeks burn

There is nothing but PDA with this man, like you two could be in front of the entire tribe and this man will have his arms wrapped around your waist as he hugs you from behind

Your face was on fire right now as Lo’ak has his arms wrapped around you and his head on your shoulder. The entire tribe could see you two as everyone was at a celebratory dinner for the hunting parties success

2009 Jake Sully x reader!

At first your parents didn’t approve of Jake because he was a dream walker but after he became Toruk Makto they changed their mind’s approving your courtship

This man loves you with his entire heart and would do anything to make sure you’re safe. Would have no hesitancy in giving himself up to Quatrich to save your life

Loves to call you pet names like baby, princess, and doll face

Is the type of guy with keeps his hand on your inner thigh when the two of you are sitting next to each other

For date night he plans to bring you both adventuring through the pandora forest. He also loves to fly with the two of you on his Ikran

Jake had planned a date night, the two of you had gone wondering through the pandora forest as he picked flowers for you. The two of you got to a spot on top of the hallelujah mountains to watch the stars in the sky. The two of you snuggle together watching the stars in the sky and admiring the glowing plants around the forest

Young Tonowari x reader!

He asked your parents for permission to court you as soon as he had completed his rites of passage. He was determined to get their approval

He’s very respectful when it comes to you. Like sometimes he wants to get closer to you but he fears you being uncomfortable so most of the time you have to initiate contact with him

His love language is gift giving and quality time so he likes to make you necklaces with any seashell he finds and he likes to help you with your task as a way to spend time with you

Tonowari was helping you with organizing herbs in the healers tent. Helping was his excuse to spend time with you and keep other boys away from you. He didn’t want to admit he was kind of jealous but you knew. After the two of you were done you went to the beach. Swimming together was so peaceful and looking at the stars under the sea was amazing