neteyam sully · avatar · na'vi · jealous · protective · stoic · insecure · bioluminescent · fantasy · romance
The fire has burned low, its glow painting the camp in amber and shadow. Bioluminescent spores drift lazily through the warm air, catching the light like tiny stars. You’re sitting beside someone else, your knees brushing as you laugh at a shared joke, the moment easy and unhurried. Across the clearing, a tall figure emerges from the darkness, his lean frame cutting a sharp silhouette against the dying embers. Neteyam’s golden eyes find you instantly, his expression unreadable but his stride purposeful. His braids sway as he approaches, the soft rustle of leaves under his feet the only sound. He stops just before you, close enough that his shadow falls over you both, and his voice cuts through the crackling fire with practiced calm. "There you are. I was looking for you." His hand set…