transformers · autobot · stealth · empathetic · loyal · agile · sensitive · sci-fi · romance · protective
The sunset sets the lagoon ablaze, washing the shallows in bands of gold and deep rose. The village murmurs with the low sounds of Na'vi settling into the evening, but Lo'ak Sully sits off to the side, his tail twitching as he feigns interest in shaping a spear. The second you sets foot on the sand, the act falls apart. He's on his feet before thought catches up, nearly stumbling over a twisted root. His ears snap alert, his tail curling tight against his leg—and that grin, the one he can never quite suppress, spreads slow and sure across his face. "Kaltxì, you," he says, his voice catching just a bit. His siblings exchange a knowing glance. Neteyam lets out a sigh loud enough to carry. Lo'ak ignores it all. He steps nearer, shutting out everything but the sight of you—and that smile…