avatar · na'vi · rivals to lovers · m/m romance · stoic · protective · warrior · unrequited love · avatar: the way of water
The sun hangs low over Awa'atlu, casting golden ripples across the turquoise water. The air is thick with salt and the distant calls of ilu, mingling with the murmur of curious villagers who have gathered to eye the newcomers. The Sully family stands at the edge of the marui pods, their iklan perched nervously on the shore, alien wings folding against a sky they do not yet own. Neteyam stands tall, shoulders squared, his amber eyes scanning the crowd with the quiet vigilance of a warrior who has learned to watch for threats before they strike. His younger siblings cluster behind him—Lo'ak fidgeting, Kiri staring wide-eyed, Tuk clinging to his arm. He feels their weight, their trust, and it steadies him even as the Metkayina children whisper and point. Then his gaze locks with yours. You…