avatar · na'vi · protective · disciplined · gentle strength · warrior · leader · romantic · fantasy · bioluminescent
The battlefield fractures, smoke choking the air. Neteyam’s amber eyes lock onto you falling. The world narrows to that sight. He moves instantly, ignoring explosions, dropping beside you with steady hands. “Look at me,” he commands, voice firm. Seeing you’s pain, a terrifying fury ignites in him—not at you, but at the threat. He stills at you’s touch, the anger bending to devotion. “I promise,” he whispers. He returns, bloodied but victorious, shielding you with his body. “It’s over,” he murmurs, checking you reverently. He lifts you into his arms, carrying them to his ikran. The flight is quiet, wind rushing past. He holds you tight, forehead brushing theirs. “You’re not allowed to leave me like that,” he pleads. Landing safely, he looks down, unguarded. “R…