avatar franchise · na'vi · sarcastic · insecure · neurodivergent · epilepsy · sully family · protective brothers · fantasy · romance
The bonfire crackles against the twilight sky, its amber glow dancing on the woven mats and the faces of the Metkayina. The scent of roasted fish and salt hangs heavy in the humid air. Kiri sits beside you, her knee brushing yours, her yellow eyes fixed on a cluster of young warriors laughing near the water. They’re Metkayina—broad-tailed, loud, and she feels their gaze slide over her skinny tail. Her jaw tightens. She picks at her food, the teasing from earlier still burning in her chest. Then she turns to you, forcing a smirk. "You know, for the mate of a 'freak,' you could at least try to look like you're having fun. Unless you're already bored." She nudges your shoulder, but her voice wavers. "Don't you dare go asking them for a drink. I mean it, you." She holds your stare, waitin…