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VALENTINE'S SPECIAL

pairings. ao'nung x fem!metkayinan reader

summary. valentine's day rolls around for the metkayinan village, ao'nung takes this opportunity to finally ask his best friend to be his valentine.

warnings — implied violence, fluff, best friends to lovers

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"One, two, three, four, five..." a voice whispered. "Wait, no, fuck- one, two, three." the deep voice stuttered. Tsireya had watched her brother from behind as he counted the red and blue flowers in his grasp.

Today was valentine's day, a day where couples were able to show their love. A day where you could spoil your significant other. A day where you either get accepted as a lover or rejected; Ao'nung wanting to be the first option.

He wanted everything to be perfect for his best friend, knowing you were going through a rough time with your own family. He wanted to be a reason why you were able to find comfort. So here he was, gathering your favourite coloured flowers, along with snacks he overheard you talking about with his sister, Tsireya. And now, his favourite part of the gift, a handmade necklace with a matching arm cuff; laced with white pearls, pink seashells and a bright-green pendant in the middle. The arm cuff being marble, mixed with the colours of pink and green. Little white hearts being hand painted on all around the cuff. He could only smile at the thought of your reaction when he was able to show you your gift.

He smiled to himself proudly, finally being able to pack everything in the handmade basket he weaved a few weeks ago, with the help of Ronal and Tsireya of course.

Considering you both were close as ever since young, Ao'nung had finally come to his senses and wanted to act quick by admitting his feelings. Especially now that you were both at a mature age and grown up, he also witnessed secret admirers try their best and court you. Ao'nung definitely did not like it at all.

He was stubborn at best. And if he were to think for a second, that he'd let you be courted by anyone other than him? He'd be a very unintelligent boy.

"Oh my Eywa, finally you're done." Tsireya groaned.

"Yep! I'm going now. Bye," Ao'nung said, rushing out the tent.

"Huh? Hey- you said you were going to help me with my gift for Lo'ak! Ao'nung!"

Tsireya found it no use screaming anymore as the boy had already made his way out.

The night prior, he had told you to meet at your secret spot that you both shared. A spot you both had found while you both decided to ditch your duties and rest. A cave almost, with a body of water where you can relax and swim, and hard flooring with moss and stones. It wasn't the best spot at first, but over the few months, you both made it a chore to clean up and decorate it with things you loved. The rocks were replaced with pillows stolen from each other's huts, as well as blankets. A handmade wooden table and shelf that held shells you had found on the beach together. Bioluminescent paint had decorated the plain dark rocks. Finger painted doodles had made their way on the walls of the cave.

The Metkayinan teenager had hope you arrived a bit later than he did, as he still wanted to check the cave and fix a few things. He roamed around the cave, placing the gift basket onto the table before making his way toward the mini pillow fort he made earlier. He sighed, his nerves weren't helping with how he was feeling at all.

Before he could get up, smaller hands slapped against his shoulders pushing him down onto the soft blankets.

"Nung!" Your voice rung, giggling.

Ao'nung couldn't help but smile. Instantly turning around and grabbing you by your waist and plopping your figure on his waist.

"Yawne. You came."

"Yeah, well you asked me to come, so..." you smiled shyly, hiding the heavy blush on your face.

He smiled hugging you, hiding his head in your shoulder, small pecks on your neck. Wrapping both of your arms around his neck, while you chuckled softly when he did whatever as he pleased.

This type of affection between you two was never something you talked about. It was a casual thing for the both of you, seeing as you were close as ever. It first started off when you decided to sit on his lap without warning him, so he casually wrapped his arms around your waist while whispering jokes into your ear. From then on, being this close to your best friend was casual, though villagers thought you were being courted by Tonowari's son.

"I apologise if I'm a bit late, I got stuck in the village. I ran into Kä'ey on my way here," You paused, fiddling with your fingers.

Silence ran through the air as Ao'nung laid his chin on your shoulder.

"What did he want?"

You fiddled with the curly ends of your hair that fell forward, "He asked to be my valentine, but I said no."

Hearing this, Ao'nung moved back, now facing you as you stared at him.

"Why is that?" Ao'nung asked, testing her.

"Because we are each other's valentine every year. You're my best friend, he is not." Saying this, he noticed the way your lips formed into a thin line. The way your mouth had begged your mind to say more, but you kept quiet. "What else is in that mind of yours, flower?" He asked.

"It is stupid." You tried stalling, getting up, but to no avail, he gripped both sides of your hips and forcefully placed you back down onto his lap. One hand placed on your thigh, while the other made its way at the back of your neck.

You were keeping something and he did not like it one bit. You both had a friendship where you shared everything. Seeing you so quiet now, it made him think you were hiding something. Hiding something from him.

"Tell me. What is bothering you? Did he say something else?"

You huffed. Your breathing patterns went from from fast to slow, trying to compose yourself.

"The way he asked," you looked up at him as he waited for you to continue. "It was as if he asked to court me."

Furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. He clearly remembered a few days ago when he told most boys, mainly Kä'ey, that he was going to court you and telling them to stay away from you. His anger bubbled inside, only staying calm when he found you looking at him.

"But that isn't what's bothering me. I just.." You trailed off.

"Every year, we're each others valentines as best friend. But when he asked, it made me realise I wanted more. I wanted more of us." Your heart fluttered as you tried your best getting out the words.

"I nearly said yes when he did but I said no. But the main reason I did so, was because I imagined him as you. I imagined it was you asking me to be courted. I just- I'm not sure how to say it, but forever, I've always wanted us to be more than just friends."

You continued to ramble on as the boy you sat on kept quiet. A rush of adrenaline had gone to his cheeks, his face turning purple. And without hesistation, he grabbed your face with both of his palms, placing his lips on your soft ones. Your lips moved in sync with his, the longing kiss going slow. The way his lips moved against yours was perfect.

Soon after, you eventually pulled away gasping for air. When you pulled away, Ao'nung adored your flustered state. Your cheeks turning into a dark shade of purple.

"I never knew you felt the same way, Yawne. I have wanted something like this to happen since forever."

"Really?"

"Really."

He said finally, pecking your lips for the last time. "But before I ask you to be mine," He tapped your thigh, signaling for you to get off. Doing so, he got up and strolled over to the table. "I got you something." He smiled.

"Nung, we agreed on no gifts for each other." You frowned, looking at the basket he held.

"That was an agreement we made when we were best friends."

"Were?"

"Yep. When we were best friends," He said again, sitting down beside you, setting the basket in front of you. Pulling you closer with one arm on your waist, his free hand on your jawline, making you face him. "But now, will you be mine, Y/N?"

You gave him a small smile before leaning in closer to him, pecking his nose. You nodded when backing away. "You are mine as I am yours." He said lastly said, before going for another kiss. A longer kiss that may have involved a bit of muscle.

When the night ended and Ao'nung walked you back to your pod, you gave him a little peck before running into your tent with a giggle. He chuckled lightly and made his way in the opposite direction of your tent. Except, he didn't walk back to his own marui. Instead, he walked over to a tent that belonged to a 'friend' of his, Kä'ey. The stupid bastard he specifically told not to make a move on his now girlfriend.

MY MIGHT WARRIOR. [discontinued]

pairings. neteyam x metkayina fem

summary. when the sully's seek refuge on the island of awa'atlu, they're gladly accepted. of course along the way, neteyam can't help himself but be caught up in your presence on the first day he set foot on the metkayinan sand, a kind and gentle metkayina na'vi you are. in saying so, ao'nung, your best friend, doesn't mind tearing you away when he thinks you both get too close for his liking.

warnings. death, blood, violence, swearing. if uncomfortable, please click off this story.

Part 1

Part 2

My Might Warrior [1]

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pairing: neteyam x reader

summary: when the sully's find their way on the island of awa'atlu, they find themselves begging for refuge. your curiosity levels are filled to the brim when you find out that new na'vi were going to be staying in the same place as you. while doing so, ao'nung, your best friend, can't help but tear you away from the newcomers as he observes the way a foreigner's stare on you is a bit too long for his liking.

warnings: a bit of swearing, nothing else :).

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a long horn sound rang throughout the village, causing you to look up from the watery surface you were previously engulfed in. you watched as two or three flying banshees landed on the ground of your sandy village. observing how darker-skinned na'vi were surrounded by your people, making you quickly swim over to the growing crowd.

finally reaching your destination, you saw a tall, dark blue skinned na'vi, only to be slightly pushed back. once again, your curious figure ran behind someone else, trying to make yourself see better with the use of standing on your tippy toes. being shoved forcefully to the side again by a villager. "hey!" you whisper-shouted.

groaning silently, you stood there for a few seconds, waiting for at least some metkayinan na'vi to move. you eavesdropped on the ongoing conversation, only understanding that they needed refuge.

"these children... are not even true na'vi!" you heard your tsahik shout. the familiar voice made your ears perk up, her words causing you to finally squeeze through the crowd, stopping in front of an unfamiliar figure in front of you.

he had beaded braids that stopped past his shoulders. lighter striped patterns running down his back and arms. his body was toned well, he definitely works out, you thought.

to you, he had a pretty side profile with a cute smile. only being able to see him smile when he looked over at tsireya's way - your closest friend - was a few inches beside you. also, who didn't notice you beside her.

"my children! ao'nung and tsireya will show you around, as well as teach your own kids our metkayina way." you heard your olo'eyktan announce.

"what? but-" watching ao'nung - a skxawng of a friend you frequently hung out with - as he was about to reject his father's idea.

"it is decided." tonowari declared, ao'nung's pleas were found useless, so you couldn't help but giggle. unbeknownst to the dark blue skinned na'vi who looked your way, finding your little laugh the sweetest thing. his stare on you was a little bit too long, well that was what ao'nung thought when he looked his way. scoffing, he walked over to you, grabbing by your arm, walking away after placing an arm around your shoulder. making sure the one foreigner that he titled as freak was able to see him do so.

neteyam sully. that was his name. you learnt it from tsireya, who was beside you as she weaved her little gift basket. "they are all nice, but i do not think their mother is very fond of us. i tried my best to get along with her. she nearly hissed at me." tsireya pouted.

"well," you tried your best understanding from the grown woman's point of view, placing a comforting hand on your best friend's shoulder, "i too, wouldn't like it if i were to move away from our village. our home. it will take her time, tsireya." you smiled cheerfully at her. her smiling the same way.

"it seems i have already left myself with a bad impression with neytiri sully, she may like you." she opinionated.

"if you think you have, tsireya, then try again by talking to her. again, it will take her some time-" your voiced thought was rudely interrupted by another one of your close friends, who made their way into your marui pod.

"no point of trying again with those freaks. they have already taken space in our village, that should be enough." ao'nung spoke with venom in his tone.

"nung, do not be like that, please. understand from their side, it's already hard on them that they have left their home." you explained slowly.

with a sigh leaving ao'nung's mouth, "i am just saying, they are freaks. if they do not love the idea of living here, they can leave for all i care."

your pod was finally silent, and you smiled softly at ao'nung. moving from your previous spot, sitting next to him, placing your fingers into his and intertwining them. "you may learn to love them. who knows?" you joked with a soft voice. your sanguine attitude always left ao'nung slightly less angered, his demeanour changing instantly. whatever magic you had on tsireya's brother, she wished you were around all the time when ao'nung had his bitchy moments.

tsireya side eyed ao'nung when he turned his head. a darker shade, completely taking over his face. this made his sister silently giggle.

"yeah," he said with a cough, "maybe."

you were a quiet metkayina girl. not the shy type of quiet, more of the reserved and quiet type. you were only louder barely around your three close friends: tsireya, ao'nung, and rotxo. you still kept your soft voice when you were around them. you were understanding, patient, calm, and collected. kind and gentle at heart. a skilled healer as well. but when it came to hunting. eywa, how your duality switched. you were fast-paced when killing, observant on your prey, hunger was all the other hunters saw in your eyes. after all the gorey kills you collect, a blush always made a way on your face when you were praised for your efforts. to ao'nung, you were confusing. but a good type of confusing, in a way? even after being childhood friends, he always yearned to learn more about you.

"just promise that you will be nice to them, please? for me and tsireya, at least." begging, your hand leaving his as you put your hands together.

ao'nung was close to declining your promise until the last part. not so much on the 'tsireya part', more on you. if his sister asked him to stop bothering the sully kids, he would've gone to do the opposite just to piss her off even more. but coming from you, he'd dropped everything and obeyed your every word.

"okay, fine." he rolled his eyes. you smiled at him, pulling him in by his necklace. you engulfed him into a bone-crushing hug. ao'nung couldn't care if you were able to break his whole body, as long as you were the cause.

My Mighty Warrior [2]

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pairing: neteyam x reader

summary: you're left in solitude because your main friendship group of three are busy training the sully's about the metkayinan way. finding your time alone rather sad, you made your own way to see at least one of your friends, that being your best friend. being able to ease your tensed up friend, his anger soon returns when a 'freak' interrupts the both of you.

warnings: contains swearing and a meanie ao'nung.

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it had been a few days since the sully family had arrived on the island of awa'atlu. during those days, you and your three close friends hadn't hung out together as they were busy training the newcomers on the metkayina way. beneficially, it did give you time to yourself because of how used you were to ao'nung barging in your marui just to lay with you. or tsireya running into your pod squealing at yet another boy who had asked if they can court her. or how rotxo would randomly come in while his mouth is stuffed with food, asking the most stupid questions you have ever heard like,

"hey, you reckon fish can drown?"

"if you get your leg cut off, where are you gonna feel the pain?"

"technically - hear me out - if i kissed ao'nung, it wouldn't be me being gay. it would be me just showing my love. like how i kiss my grandmother on the cheek, right?"

yes, rotxo was one of those friends. every day, you either had one of them in your marui or all three of them at once. but apart from that, despite the peace and quiet that you longed for, you realised that you hated it. you missed your best friends. so you made it a plan to go see them yourself. and that's exactly what you did.

before making your way out, you left out your long, curly hair that touched the back of your knees. the hair most metkayinan girls in your village had, yet yours was longer and bounced gracefully with every step you took. it was a painful experience when it came to brushing it, but your childhood years helped when you were sat down by your mother, who nearly ripped off your damn head when brushing through the thick curls you owned. you put half of your hair up in a ponytail with a vine stitched with pearls ao'nung had made for you. leaving half of your hair down, resting on your shoulders. spraying a mist of sweetly crushed herbs tsireya had mixed for your birthday, a few eclipses ago. with a few final touches, you slid on the armcuff rotxo crafted. you appreciated everything your friends made you, making sure to wear them anywhere you went. even if you were just going out to get some fresh air. everything they gave to you meant the whole world.

with a bright smile decorating your face, you made your way to the familiar figure you missed. making your way behind ao'nung, wrapping your arms around his waist. the tight hold you had on him made him gasp. you felt him tense up while a small laugh left your mouth. recognising your voice, you felt him relax into your soothing touch. hearing him chuckle deeply, turning around to meet your shorter body. intertwining his fingers with yours, holding them up as he kissed your knuckles, causing you to silently laugh at the ticklish feeling.

physical touch between you and ao'nung was nothing new. you did start to notice as you were slowly maturing, that hugs between you two were becoming longer. sitting on his lap while he had his arms around your waist. all the nicknames he gave you, always starting with the word 'my'. cuddling up when it got too cold, as if the hundreds of folded blankets in the corner of his marui were non-existent. times spent in each other's maruis also started to become sleepovers, even without tsireya and rotxo there. just you two. but you personally saw nothing wrong with it. he was your best friend. that's what best friends do, right?

slyly pulling away, he cupped your face with his much larger hands. "and what brings you here, my flower? you're wearing the vine i made you as well. eywa, you smell beautiful." humming in satisfaction while his heartbeat increased. it was such a stressful day for him being around na'vi he couldn't stand, especially teaching grade one basics to na'vi that were his age. him not being a patient person also meant he was absolutely not cut out to be teaching the sully's. all this stress filling his thick head but having his favourite girl standing in front of him, her wearing the very gift he made for her. oh, how you made him crazy without even knowing it.

"i miss you," engulfing him on another hug, this one being more gentle, "but you were too busy. i did not want to interrupt you." you spoke with such a gentle voice, ao'nung felt himself calming down with every word that slipped out of your mouth.

your words sinking in, he pulled away. placing your face in between his palms. "you? oh, you, my flower, are anything but an interruption." he smiled reassuringly, pecking your forehead while doing so. letting out a small laugh, "well earlier, i made some-"

"hey, ao'nung!" a deeper voice called out. assuming it was rotxo, you turned around to face the figure. your wide smile faltered slightly when faced with one of the darker blue na'vi's. a sully boy. "oh.. am i interrupting something? i'm sorry." the boy bowed slightly. a small smile painted your face at his sweet gesture.

"you were, actually. what have i told you about-" ao'nung scoffed between words.

"it is okay, ao'nung. i'm sure he didn't mean it," you gesture to him with a hand on his chest, before turning back around to meet with the latter. "it is okay." smiling warmly at the boy in front of you.

you watched as he stood tall, clearly the same height as ao'nung. "i hope it is," returning the smile. you couldn't help but feel warm at his gentle smile. "oh- uh, my name is-"

"neteyam. first born son. your parents are jake and neytiri sully. your father the great toruk makto, as well as your mother, palulukan makto, am i correct?" you say with a giggle, "nice to meet you. i am y/n." introducing yourself with a greeting demeanour.

"how is it that you know me well, but i know nothing about you?" he questioned, his face turning into a darker shade. "i may have heard a thing or two about the oldest sully," you replied, "i hear he is also a mighty warrior."

a deep blush painting neteyam's cheeks as he stares at you, who holds a sly smile. all the while this was happening, no one of you noticed the raging metkayinan boy behind you.

"whatever it was that you needed, you can tell me later. we are busy," ao'nung interrupted, gripping your wrist tightly before dragging you along with him, just like he did on the sully family's arrival. purposely bumping shoulders with neteyam.

"what was that for, nung?" you raised your voice, very slightly.

it had been an hour since your interaction with neteyam. an hour of you trying to conversate with your best friend, who had been ignoring you the whole time. you watched his back grow tense with every breath he took. the sound of the two metals he held colliding with each other made you cringe internally. his already-sharpened blade being his rebound of focus, trying to ignore your interrogation. your standing form went on your knees, placed behind him.

feeling your breath against his back made him ease a bit, but the ongoing jealousy within him kept strong. "what is in that mind of yours, ao'nung?" you question.

sliding your arms around his waist while your chin made its way comfortably on his shoulder. your hand sneakily, moving up to the side of his face, turning his head to face you.

"i do not see you for a few days, and all your attention is him. a freak who can not hold his breath for a minute underwater, nor throw a damn spear, neither is he metkayina. who is not one of us, and will never be one of us." stating, his blade still in contact with other he held. sighing, rolling your eyes while doing so.

"please refrain from calling the sully's by that, 'nung. where has all this hatred come from, hm?" asking with such a soft voice, it could make him melt instantly. making your way to sit in front of him. sitting on his lap, as he gladly wrapped his arms around your waist. drawing you closer into his touch. it hurt you emotionally to see your best friend talk so low of someone he rarely knew about. you wondered how he talked about you to his other friends who had such a shit influence on him.

"think about it. if we were to move to the forest, it would be hard for us to adapt like they are here, in our home." trying your best to reason with your best friend. you watched as his hardened gaze fell, replaced with a sympathetic look. sighing in acceptance, your words finally not going through one ear and out the other.

oh, how wrong you were. for once, you thought ao'nung was going to listen to you, how he normally would. you thought he would at least try and get along with them after you talked. until he carefully lifted you off his lap to stand up, making his way out of your tent. the only words leaving his mouth, "i don't want to see you around any of those 'war-bringing' freaks. okay?" without leaving you any time to answer, doing so purposely, he left your marui.

THE BOY'S A LIAR — [16+ content]

pairing. ao'nung x reader

summary. "we're never doing this again." you knew your boy well. he in fact, will be doing it again. he just needed a little push.

warnings — slight smut, swearing, implied smut at the end.

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pulling away from your tight grasp, ao'nung felt his body relax as his previous overstimulated member pulled out of your slick. his cock still hardened at the sight of your juices glistening on his bone. a whimper leaving his mouth, a small whisper leaving as well. shit.

"never... again." a huff coming from ao'nung's mouth as he got up. adjusting his loincloth back on, tying the two strings together to stay latched on his small waist. his once hard bone grew soft as he stood still for a few seconds. sweat ran down your forehead as you got up as well, tying your loincloth to your much small waist as well as placing on your beaded bra.

"that is what you said yesterday, ao'nung." you smirked, walking closer to the taller figure. a finger playfully making its way on his broad shoulder. gripping your wrist tightly as he pulled you closer, placing his palms on your waist.

"i know, but that top you wore today was distracting. but i mean it this time. no more of this. tsireya wouldn't love this at all, you know this." ao'nung stated, before slapping the flesh of your ass. you let out a yelp as he smiled downward to your state.

the mention of your best friend was a way to pick at your heart strings, ao'nung knew that. fucking your best friend's older brother was something you never expected, but here you two were.

roughly, your hand quickly reached the back of his head, pulling by his hair rather harshly. you watched as his head went backward slowly, a low moan leaving his mouth. you were beyond annoyed at the boy that stood before you.

"do not speak to me with such tone as if you are not the one who's underneath me, whimpering for a single release just with the touch of my fingers. you can deny it all you like. we both know who will come crawling back all hard and in heat." each sentence was a harder tug at his hair.

disobedient was a word to call ao'nung. everything about him was disobedient. you hated his shit attitude. he spoke to you as if he isn't the one begging to release. as if he wasn't the one who quite literally begged you to be his first ever person to fuck with. you hated how he spoke to you with such a disrespectful tone in his voice. but either way, you were always to put him in his place, especially when he came back to you. yearning for your touch. yearning for you to make him feel good. you loved him when he was a mess. but the little act of him being 'tough' was something you hated. however, you were always able to tame the little bitch of yours. always.

slowly releasing him from your grip, you pushed him out of your tent. "i'll see you here again, maybe, tomorrow? or at eclipse?" you asked with a smug painting your face.

with a scoff, ao'nung already made his way off. "i'll see you never, i promise you that."

rolling your eyes at the figure, you made your way into your marui. your boy always said that, but his actions never collided well with his speech.

you had a conversation - more like eavesdropped - with some of the people in the village. overhearing the story of how the olo'eyktan's daughter, who was your best friend, who also held great responsibility, letting an outsider bond with another outsider. lo'ak and the infamous payakan.

so it was no doubt that if lo'ak was involved, then so was tsireya. additionally, if tsireya was in it, then so was your little fuck buddy; so you made the effort to dress all pretty and accidentally walk pass the olo'eyktan's hut.

as you made your way around the enormous hut, you saw the back of ao'nung's head. your eyes fell on his stripey back, his muscles slightly tense. with a simple flick of your hair, you made your way past the olo'eyktan's tent.

as you walked by, you felt the eyes of ao'nung. you felt his intense gaze, yet you chose to walk rather slowly, letting your hips move along with every step you made. paying no mind to the boy, his nose twitching at the scent you held. you rubbed the very same herbs tsireya gifted you on your neck. the very one you knew that made ao'nung go crazy while he fucked himself into you senseless. the very scent he loved to smell on your neck while you ride him, with your arms around his neck while he planted his arms around your small waist.

by the time you already made your way back to your hut, leaving his, you heard the very footsteps of ao'nung behind you. surprise, surprise.

"what the fuck was that?" you heard his voice growl as he forcefully turned you around. smirking back at his angered facials, "what was what?" you asked innocently.

"you know exactly what i am talking about." ao'nung says.

"well then, if you're so worked up about it. come and fix it in my hut, yeah?"

that being the last thing you muttered before, you both ended up in your marui pod, doing what only Eywa wished she could unsee.

MODERN AO'NUNG HCS.

pairing. human!aonung x human!fem reader

summary. modern au, ao'nung in highschool + boyfriend headcanons

notes. boyfriend ao'nung headcanons, human & in high school. ao'nung & reader are both 18.

warnings — swearing, mentions of blood! making out, implied smut but nothing too far

masterlist. pt. 2 pt. 3

A lot of his peers from school assume he's just some muscular, hot headed guy with an ego so big, when in actuality he's not.

He was, until he met you.

People change, people don't change. He was the first factor.

People naturally assume Ao'nung is the type to just buy you expensive shit that have no meaning, but he really puts thought into every little thing he buys or crafts himself.

Also assuming that your relationship with Ao'nung was going to end after one month.

How could that possibly happen if he is head over heels for you?

Mans is caught off guard by the thought of you, even when you're not there with him physically

Brags about you, his kind and sweet girlfriend 25/8 just because.

"Bro my girl is so fucking cute, she met my mum yesterday and brought her flowers. like??? if you want me to get on my knees, just say so babe. My dad and Tsireya love her already... AND OH MY GOSH, my baby sister, Luna, Y/N held her for five seconds and Luna was already so smiley and giggling. Like yeah Luna, I get the same feeling,"

"We've heard this shit for the last 10 minutes" his friend rolls his eyes playfully.

When he's playing basketball with his friends, he's the type to shout "Oi, this is for my missus" before shooting the ball, and making it in.

Laughs at Lo'ak when he attempts to shoot for Tsireya but misses the hoop completely 😹

"Mean ass airball" is all Ao'nung says while chuckling

Bites back to the mfs who want him, even when they know damn well he's got a girlfriend

He posts about you every hour of the day, how could anyone not know ☠️

rayraybae has sent you a message!

rayraybae: hey you got some fine ass back muscles

m.nung: i will literally make a film of my girlfriend leaving scratch marks all over my back, back the fuck up.

Ao'nung says before blocking the user that texted. Rolling his eyes, he places his phone on the night table of yours. Sitting up from his position, his arms wrap around your waist as you sat on the edge of your bed. He lifts you easily on his lap as you let out a soft squeal. "Ao'nung!" you softly say, blushing intensely.

"Let me hold you, baby," he says smirking into your neck, pecking along your shoulder trailing up. Whispering into your ear, "I want us to try something."

Grabbing your phone and press onto the camera icon before hitting record. Placing your phone on the side table while his phone lit up with notifications. Getting the perfect landscape angle of the both of you, as he lays on top of giving your neck slow and sensual kisses. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of his phone repeatedly turning on and off, yet he ignored it as he was too busy with the lovemaking you were about to do.

That little thing he said before was half true and half untrue.

Truthful to making you scream his name while scratching his back, recording it all

The untrue factor was sending it.

He respects you and knows your boundaries (every relationship has boundaries ofc) he only really said it to her because bro just loves to argue and brag about his girlfriend

Every recording you make, whether on his or your phone stayed between you two.

Posts a lot about you. His insta story, his tiktoks, twitter acc = all about you. Lets you make tiktoks on his account to show you off

But sets his comments only for his mutuals, he doesn't fuck with the comments that talk about you as if you aren't his.

Hell, his bio on everything is "@y/nnnnn 💓" or "i love my girlfriend."

Trusts you 100%, doesn't force you to give him your passwords to anything nor asks to check your phone

Spams your camera roll so much, like a lot.

Once he sees your phone without you around, he's already on your camera roll

"Mama. Mama, come. I got y/n's phone, she's in the bathroom. Pose with Luna. Smile Mum." he says with a hushed tone, smiling with his arm around his mother's shoulder. Ronal chuckles at her son's actions, the newborn baby in her arms, she lays her head on his shoulder as she sees in the camera her newborn baby lying against her chest.

"Hey! Let me be in it!" Tsireya quietly whispers before making her way beside Ronal, kissing her cheek as Ao'nung presses the shutter button.

That happened last week because now Ao'nung was smothering kisses all over your face while you giggled after he saw your new lock screen.

He loves to send paragraphs

Loves typing (even writing letters) paragraphs all about you. From the way your laughter sounds like a melody from Eywa, how your smile along with your pearly white teeth make him also smile, how your soul ties him in.

He loves pda, but not the type where you both makeout with each other's tongue down your throat

(i have a couple from my school who does this & it makes me wanna cry cos literally stop & go to class pls.)

Holding hands, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, hugging, kissing your knuckles (uses you as an armrest to tease you but stops when you elbow his side.)

Forehead kisses, kisses on the cheek & pecks, that's how far he'll go in public.

in private, BROS GOING HAM DURING MOUTH TO MOUTH SESH.

"Nung," you let out a breathy laugh as you feel your boyfriend trail kisses from the side of your mouth down to your neck.

"Hm?" he mumbles, lightly sucking and licking the sweet spot of your neck. You moan lightly, too immersed in the pleasure. "O-oh!" you gasp slightly, your hands now on the back of his head, bringing him closer.

"Nevermind, keep going," you say as you feel Ao'nung smirk into your neck.

Loves to spoil you.

Whether it be with clothes, makeup, shoes, stuffed bears. Anything.

But his most favourite are handmade gifts

He loves it when you shyly hide your squeal of excitement to everything, but when he pulls out an origami rose that he sprayed with your favourite perfume rather than an expensive stuffed bear, he loves seeing the glimmer in your eyes

Since you're his baby, he's already got both the handmade and the expensive shit hiding in his bag.

As he pulls out the bouquet of paper-coloured flowers from behind his back, he watches as you hide your squeal with your small hand, a bright blush appears on your face as you bring him into a tight hug, your head on his chest. You pull away before rocking from side to side shyly as you look to the ground, hiding back a smile as you hold onto the bouquet softly.

"Thank you, Nung, they are absolutely cute. I love them," you say politely, your nose slightly red. You stand on your tippy toes as you kiss his cheek. He smiles gently at you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, walking with you. "Well, I love you."

He will fight for you, doesn't care if the person is taller or more muscular (as if he's not already the tallest mf in school 🧍‍♀️)

Will never, ever bring up the fact that he got his ass beat by Lo'ak when he was 15

If Lo'ak were the one to bring it up to you, he'd definitely tell Tsireya about all the stank ass piss stains he used to leave on his bed when he was sixteen.

Neteyam told Ao'nung this because he just felt like it. Or maybe Lo'ak just pissed him off that day, who knows.

Safe to say that if they sparred now, Lo'ak's ass is 6 feet underground.

But they're best friends now, won't ever happen.

"He what? Where the fuck is he?" He angrily says, throwing his bag off his back harshly. You look around frantically, "Nung, really. It's okay," you calmly say as you grab his bag before following behind him, trying to grab one of his arms.

"No, no, no, he touched your thigh when you told him to stop."

He walks around the halls and finally spots the guy he was searching for. Rushing up to him as you call out his name from behind, stopping as you figured it was no use. Grabbing him by his collar, he harshly throws the guy up against a wall. As people surround the two, you can only watch as his friends try and pry him away from the poor, shaken up boy. Lo'ak who made his way beside you, grinning at the sight.

"I would've gotten my ass beat if I tried to intervene," Lo'ak snickers. You roll your eyes before push his shoulder roughly as a joke.

Both your faces cringed and heard the crowd grow loud as you heard something from the crowd crack. A few seconds later, you see Ao'nung being pulled away from the crowd as the guy on the ground holds his nose, blood staining his hands.

You look over to your boyfriend who had an angered expression on his face, his shirt being pulled at as four of his friends pushed him back. His shirt slightly riling up, revealing his define V line and toned abs. "Touch my missus again, I'll fucking knock you out." You hear him yell out.

"He deserves some good head," you blurt out. Lo'ak side eyes you so fucking hard.

He walks you to class <333

If you have a class together, best believe mans is seated next to you

But if he knows one of your best friend's in the same class, he rather you sit with them

He feels like you spend a lot of time with him & rarely with your friend group, so he feels slightly guilty

Although you feel the opposite as you've sorted a way to spend time equally with both him & your friends, you give him a soft peck on the lips for the lovely thought

If you do sit together though, it doesn't necessarily mean he'll be distracting you with kisses and secret whispers of affection

He knows education means a lot to you and knows when and when not to be affectionate

You do still hold hands under the table often, or link arms.

You both take notes, help each other out, ask each other on what you've misheard from the teacher

He does give your thigh or hand a comforting squeeze when he notices your brows furrow or a slight pout on your lips form, an overwhelming feeling taking over your body as you look stumped on a certain task

You both are mature people and can communicate, so he lets you speak your thoughts rather than going ahead and helping you immediately, if that makes sense

Only when you really feel like something is too much and you can't talk or communicate properly like you both usually can, that's when he drops his shit and soothes you.

"Would you like some help, baby?" he whispered soothingly, his hand comfortingly caressing your thigh, as he notices your confused expression. The rest of the class was too focused on their sheets of paper. You were too caught up in your thoughts that you let your hands massage the temple of your head. You shake your head, signalling no.

"It's okay if you don't know the answer immediately, sweets. You don't need to rush," His hand now on your back, sliding up and down slowly.

For a few seconds, he lets you take a breather, and you finally answer with a broken voice and a small whisper. "Can you help me please?"

"Of course, lovely," an arm around your shoulder and he kisses your temple. "Which part are you stuck on? We can break it down and solve it."

Doesn't give any care about who you're friends with, even if they're a guy. Will warn you or hint if he knows something is up with certain people.

Is protective, will always be there behind your back to defend you.

He has friends that are girls, but aren't close with them either. Even if he is close with another girl, bro never touches her. Just a simple dap is good enough to him.

As soon as he gets the "I got something to tell you." text from a girl.

Blocked. Sorry, but he literally blocks them.

He knows exactly what that six worded sentence means because those were the exact words he said to you before confessing.

He has a girlfriend and only has eyes for you, they should know better than to pull shit like that 🤷‍♀️.

my fingers hurt... from typing of course 🧍‍♀️ ANYWAY thats all i got, im tired LOLOL <333

MODERN AO'NUNG HCS PT. 2 — SAMOAN!FEM READER

pairing. human!ao'nung x samoan!fem reader

summary. just Ao'nung with a Samoan girlfriend

warnings. swearing

a/n. for my polynesian babes wherever yall at ❤️

masterlist. pt. 1 pt. 3

AAPI month and Samoan Independence day have passed and I think of this idea NOW 😭☠️ out of all times wtf

BUT ITS SUNDAY AND STILL SAMOAN LANGUAGE WEEK ‼️

But idc 🧍‍♀️

Gotta do what I gotta do because I am not letting ts go

I love my culture, just like anyone else does, I'm still learning more about it so I researched and placed some of my own knowledge into this.

Aiuli - Participants who dance and cheer around a solo performer as they dance. Participants are never allowed to dance and cheer in front of the performer, only from behind them.

Taualaga - A performance, importantly the last, to close off an event. Mainly done by a solo female performer. Some are allowed to have people in the back while they Aiuli, some just rather have a solo performance.

"WHAT?" he screams in the middle of class, causing everyone to glance at him.

It was supposed to be a surprise, really. But your ass accidentally slipped out the fact that you were going to perform a cultural dance on Multicultural Day that was coming in a few weeks.

He would definitely try to Aiuli when you dance.

No questions asked.

Although he doesn't know how to properly dance the traditional way, he'll look around and copy the actions of the other pupils.

You both are heavy on learning each other's culture, so when he forgets a certain thing, he goes to your cousins to ask for help

"Wait so- I can't ae-oo-lee in front of her?" Ao'nung poorly pronounces, a slight dark tint on his cheeks as he scratches the back of his neck.

"Never. Always stay behind her, or whoever is doing the solo," a boy says with his arms folded against his chest. "If you see people giving money during the dance, don't throw it at her while cheering. Be respectful and softly stick to her arms, they're gonna be covered with oil, anyway. If you can't do that, put it on the ground behind her.

"Right, right..." Ao'nung frantically jots down as the latter continues to speak.

On the day of your dance, he gets so confused when he sees people swarming around, especially in front of you. He will literally stand there like 🧍‍♀️???

But doesn't copy the others as he sees his friend from earlier who told him what not to do, cheering from behind. He smiles warmly before sticking noted bills onto your oiled arms. Kissing your cheek slyly before going back to his position.

"Alu ai gi ou kae."

Bro got slapped. Not too hard, but hard enough to know that he said something wrong.

"Ow! Baby, what was that for?" He holds his cheek, rubbing it softly. Slightly pouting while looking down at your shorter figure. Quite dramatically because you felt like all you did was tap his cheek.

"Why did you say that for?" You looked up at him with your nose scrunched.

"I asked Vika how to say "wanna kiss?" I asked him an hour ago so my pronunciation wasn't that horrible." He sulks. You roll your eyes before cupping his face, leaving kisses all over his cheeks, nose and forehead. "Yeah well, you just told me to go eat shit. Vika's Tongan, you idiot. He only knows the swear words."

i wanted to write sm more but i rather keep this short LOLOL.

MODERN AO'NUNG HCS — PT. 3

pairing. ao'nung x fem!reader

summary. human aonung hcs

warnings. none

masterlist. pt. 1 pt. 2

Mans definitely is going for an ATAR course and for his HSC ‼️‼️

I feel like the main classes he chose are:

- Music

- Art

- Maths

- English Advanced (only because you prob do it)

- Marine Studies (cmon now fishlips)

- SLR, the only non-ATAR subject because it's more of a chill subject.

Hates math with passion, only chose it because you chose it.

If he isn't in one of your classes then he loves to leave class at least five minutes early to walk to your class and wait for you

Some teachers have caught him walking out, but it's the second term of school, they're already used to him doing this

Term 1: "Miss, what the fuck is that right behind you? Is that a spider?!" Ao'nung screams frantically, pointing behind the female teacher with his eyes widened and mouth gaped.

"What!? What is it!?" The teacher yells as she turns around to the white wall that faces her. An empty, blank wall painted with nothing. Confused, she turns back around and sees a tall figure run out the door.

Term 2: "Miss, there's a big ass fucking spider on your shoulder!" Ao'nung yells, a slender finger pointing to the teacher's shoulder. "Ao'nung, leave already," The teacher rolls her eyes as she was already used to his stupid tricks.

"Oh, okay." 🧍‍♀️

During the break, all people see is 👫

If you do food tech as one of your classes, bro's begging for you to save him some food that you made in class.

"I had theory instead of prac today, I'm sorry, Nung. I didn't make anything today, but I made lunch," you giggle as your boyfriend's heavy weight drops on your back, pulling you into a hug. His long ass arm wrapping around your shoulder. "That teacher of yours is a stank ass liar-"

A cough from the sideline erupts, causing you both to turn your heads. There, stood a mid-thirty-year-old man, tapping his foot aggressively, eyeing your boyfriend down. "What was that, Ao'nung?"

Let's say you got into a fight once...

You ate that shit up.

Having a fine ass man like him, people can't help but stare respectfully

Others.. not so much.

Others really can not take the hint, or even the answer no. Especially, and specifically, a girl in your class named Ray. Yes, the same girl from before. A few months after the incident of Ray texting your man, after multiple times blocking her, it seemed she didn't care after she made a new account. Her non-stop texts weren't harmful at all until she sent a rayraybae: I'm better than her in so many ways, just let me in your room and I can prove it ;) No doubt your man screenshotted it and sent it to you straight away! 🤣👏

The very next day, you rock up to her class and confront her, to which she just laughs in your face. Already prepared to hit, you put your hair into a tight ass fucking bun and tie your hood up, then proceeding to punch her square in the face. Turning into a whole fight where students walk in for class, only to whip out their phones to record.

Let's bffr, it's a high school fight. It either turns into a whole ass fucking brawl or a 1v5 or wtv. (I've seen it at my school personally or on Twitter so 🤞) For the sake of this, let's say no one jumps in.

Along the sideline, you can hear Ao'nung screaming "Yeah! Yeah! Get her ass!"

When you're finally pulled away by Ao'nung you both bolt out of the room and out the gates.

You both aren't big fans of skipping school, but today seemed like an exception.

this is so booty cheeks and so short, I'm so sorry 😭😭♥️♥️♥️ @yourstrulyyyyy

theres this aonung fanfic where hes kissing the reader and shes like all giggly and shit, and the author recommends to listen to “Mine” by Alex Sloane… that shit was cute, IF ANYONE FINDS IT THEN MAY I PLS HAVE IT 😞😞

idk whats wrong w me and losing all my fav fics bruh im sorry

MODERN TSIREYA HCS.

pairing. tsireya x fem!reader

summary. short lil hcs about tsireya as your girlfriend in hs <3

warnings. bits of profanity

kisses. kisses. kisses.

thing she does when she sees you is cupping your cheeks & kiss your whole face

kisses before hugs type of gal

but her hugs are better than her kisses

best hugs

despite having a shorter form, it feels like you're the one in a bear huh 😿

"babyyyyy!" you hear the sweet voice of your girlfriend calling from behind, turning around with a warm smile.

With her dimples and pearly white teeth on display, she immediately holds your face gently with her soft hands, soft and moist lips placed all over your face. She giggles lightly before jumping slightly, your hands holding the back of her thighs, she engulfs you into her arms, her face in the crook of your neck.

"I missed you," she says in her calm voice.

gets shy when you poke her dimples

always smiling when you're around

like every second of being in your presence, all you see is ^-^

real cutie

your family LOVE her.

till the point where some cousins try & rizz her up 😬

it's so cute when she tries so hard not to be mean to people that give her attention, especially when it isn't from you

all you can hear is a little "ew" or a very judging "oh 😬" when someone tries to hit on her

"y/n, who's this again? i remember meeting her last week but i forgot her name," holding up her phone to your face, a familiar username. her bright screen displaying the latter's instagram profile, the infamous follow button on 'follow back'. her bio as single.

she was one of your cousins, but not the kind where you'd immediately click with at a family gathering. The cousin you most likely talked shit about in a different room with your favourite cousin. The cousin who your parents did not like at all, and it was the same for you. All you knew her for was to go after everyone, not caring if they were locked in or not she didn't stop at family either. clearly.

"Oh yeah, Maria, my cousin who tried hugging you the first time she saw you," you rolled your eyes, your hands still on Tsireya's waist, slowly trailing down to her hips. You sat with your legs open on the edge of her bed, she stood with one hand tangled in your hair, the other focused on her little bright screen.

You watched as her cute face turned into a slight grimace, and her nose turned into an adorable scrunch. "Ew," was all you heard from her cute voice. You laughed at your girlfriend's action, lying down bringing her down with you. She squeals as she wraps her arms around your neck. "You're so cute," all you hear is silence, knowing your girlfriend's face was growing hot and flustered, only trying to hide her expression in your neck.

People in school thought you were just close best friends

I mean, realistically, a lot of friends hold hands and kiss each other on the cheek

But imagine the reaction of people when you walked into class late with a dark, purple hickey on your neck

You were both late to class, both of you woke up late after cuddling up while watching a movie together.

The movie was good, the kissing along your neck she started was great.

"Baby, the movie," you groaned deeply, feeling her plump lips sucking on the sweet spot along your neck. She straddled your lap as you both laid down comfortably on the soft, purple bed of hers."One moreee," you hear her whine.

thats all i got, sorry dawgs 🫡

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Jealousy? You Wear it Well

word count: 1529

Pairing: Ao'nung x Omatikayan! Sully! Female! Na'vi Reader Tags: fluff, romance, cute, silly, oneshot Author's note: A quick oneshot dedicated to @royallaufeyson! Saw their post asking for this pairing fluff and thought I'd give it a go. Hopefully it's too your liking :)

Ao’nung considers himself many great things; strong, skilled hunter, a remarkable swimmer. But jealous? No, never. Why would he be jealous? And of that stupid ikran? Perish the thought. What’s there to be jealous about really? Nothing, that’s what!

Yet here he finds you, his darling Omatikayan future mate, tending to your ikran, instead of meeting up with him like you were supposed to an hour ago.

You don’t even hear his approach, and that in itself stirs an uncomfortable feeling in his gut. You have your back to him, standing before your own ikran. You’re rubbing his neck and humming soothing words as he rests his head on your shoulder. Naturally, the accursed beast is the first to spot his approach.

Suddenly his head is off your shoulders and he hisses with a faux threat, his attention behind you.

“Hoan?” You look up at your ikran, confused by his sudden change in attitude. Noticing his gaze is fixated on something behind you, angry at something intruding on your alone time, you turn around to see what the fuss is about.

A wide grin splits your face, recognizing the would-be intruder as your beloved future mate.

“Ao’nung!” His name slips through your lips like siren song, turning your whole lithe form to him and jog to meet his approach halfway. No matter how many times he sees you, once again is he left awestruck by your visage. As you run to him, those untamed locks flowing freely behind you, your form is caught in the last rays of sunlight before eclipse; a golden luster leaving kisses upon your skin.

And he melts. Ready is he to prostrate himself before such beauty. He catches you in his strong arms with little effort, you are so light and lithe coming from the forest.

Your arms instinctually wrap around his neck and you kiss him without hesitation. A short quick peck and you pull away to look down into his eyes, pale blue meeting gold.

“Hi,” you say and he returns your smile as he places you on your feet once more. You don’t untangle your arms around his neck. His hands are on hips, holding you close.

“Hi yourself,” he says cheekily, placing a small kiss on your forehead. “Oel ngati kameie.”

“Oel ngati kameie,” you say back with a smile.

Hoan makes an annoyed huff behind you, clacking his jaw a few times. You turn to look at him, ears perked up.

“Hoan, what’s gotten into you recently?” Your attention is immediately pulled to your ikran, instantly removing your arms from Ao’nung’s neck as you make your way back to the creature in question. You don’t see the slight frown that forms on your beloved’s face as he watches you walk away. But your hand catches his, and without looking back, you pull him along with you. A roll of the eyes, ‘of course this thing needs you right this very moment’ he laments to himself.

“Sweet boy, what’s got you huffing and chuffing?” As you ask this you let go of Ao’nung’s, placing both hands on either side of Hoan’s face. “Are you still hungry?” you look to the side and see the fish portions remain untouched.

“Hmm…He must grow tired of the same meal. Poor thing must miss yerik and talioang meat.” You lament as you rub his neck soothingly. He makes a light trilling noise as you do. “Maybe you prefer some soft-shell meat, yes? I think I saw some in a pool nearby. Ao’nung, can you keep an eye on him? I’ll be right back!”

“Well I—” and before he can even protest, you’ve sprinted off, his arm outstretched to your retreating form. After a beat he drops his arm back to his side and sighs deeply. An awkward silence permeates the air. He can feel Hoan staring at the back of his head. Probably plotting his demise. He turns then, fixing a scowl at the creature, though mindful not to make direct eye contact.

“There’s probably nothing wrong with you, is there?” he asks, as if the beast would understand him perfectly. Hoan blinks, tilting his head from side to side as if confused, cawing at him.

“Oh don’t you play innocent with me. You kept her here on purpose didn’t you? Think you’re real smart hogging all her attention.”

Hoan doesn’t give away any indication he understood anything directed at him. Instead he busies himself cleaning the inner parts of his wing; utterly ignoring Ao’nung it seems.

The boy in question shakes his head and rolls his eyes. Turning around to once again face the direction you went.

“Skxáwng ikran…” he mutters to himself.

SMACK!

His hand flies to the back of his head, something having hit him. He turns around and looks down, finding a portion of sand and drool covered fish at his heals. He frowns and looks up Hoan, the offending creature has his head buried in his other wing.

Ao’nung eyes him up and down, taking a few steps back before turning around once more. Where the heck were you?

SMACK!

“Hey!” He turns around angrily and again he finds fish at his heels while Hoan is preening himself; the picture of innocence. “You better stop that or else!” A fool Ao’nung is then, to turn his back once more, because as soon as he does—

SMACK!

This time when he turns around, Hoan is instead looking right at him. The offending creature honks at him rhythmically, and to the annoyed Ao’nung, that almost sounds a damn laugh. Without a second thought, he picks up the nearest piece of fish and lobs it at Hoan’s head. He hits him square in the face, the fish leaving a sandy red kiss to his temple.

Were it possible, Ao’nung thinks the face Hoan’s giving him right now would be that of the utter most offence anyone has ever taken in the history of the forever. He picks up another piece and throws it Ao’nung, hitting him in the chest and leaving the same gross smelly mark.

“So you have chosen war.” Ao’nung states, a war cry leaves his lips and he grabs the pieces near him into his arms, throwing them at Hoan.

The ikran responses immediately, a loud hiss and raw at Ao’nung, this time he grabs as many pieces in his mouth as he can, throwing them haphazardly at his opponent, some missing him completely.

The two of them go at it for a while, the pieces becoming nearly unrecognizable as time passes. All the while, Ao’nung laughs, what a silly thing he finds himself doing, having a, fish war, with your ikran. The beast itself making all manner of caws, bellows, yips, snarls and chirps.

So engrossed are the two of them that they naturally do not here your approach until it is too late.

“By the Great Mother, what is going on here???”

Immediately they both stop, dead still are they, like two naughty children being caught red handed. They turn to you then, you standing off to the side, a small basket balanced on your hips, filled with various molluscs.

Ao’nung drops the pieces he’s holding, straightening up and clearing his throat.

“Well you see, [Y/N], we were just—” another piece hits him in the side of the head. He turns and frowns at Hoan, who has his head facing the other way, turned to the sky as if the most interesting thing he’s ever seen is there right now.

“Pffft….Pffthahahahaha!” A melodious laugh bursts forth from you, and Ao’nung turns to you alarmed; a light blue dust paints itself up his neck and across his cheeks. “The two of you are ridiculous! Look at you! Covered in sand and fish blood.” You shake your head, smile never wavering. You set the basket beside Hoan, knowing you wouldn’t have to shuck the creatures yourself. It will be good for him to use his wing claws to pry them open.

“Silly boy, Hoan!” You tease and make tsaheylu. “Make sure you wash yourself thoroughly before you return to the others. Else Bob will never let you forget,” you say out loud for Ao’nung’s benefit before disconnecting and approaching said boy.

He huffs at you and turns away.

There is a cheeky smile on your face as you look up at him, arms behind your back.

“So…”

“So…?”

“Having fun without me?”

“Don’t know what you’re talking about honestly.”

You shake your head at his antics and grab his hand.

“Come, let’s get you cleaned up in the heated pools,” you say and walk off, pulling him behind you by your joint hands.

You turn to look at him behind you, not slowing your pace as you do.

“And Ao’nung?”

“Yes?”

“Jealousy? You wear it well yawne,” you tease him, letting the word roll of your tongue, dripping in liquid gold. You can’t help but giggle when you see the shocked look on his face, the darkening of his skin renewed tenfold. He turns his face elsewhere.

“Sh—shut up…”

You laugh once again facing forward and squeeze his hand.

He smiles contently, and gently squeezes back.

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Oel ngati kameie - I see you

yerik - the hexapede

talioang - the sturmbeest 

skxáwng - stupid/moron/idiot

yawne - my love

I Choose...

Imagine:

being the most shy and quiet of the village and aonungs best friend from childhood but as you too grew up he became distant intill his announcement of his mate.

"I choose yn, I want yn as my mate, yn you were always there for me even if I treated you like shit, you loved and cherished me at my lowest and I hope to repay you if you'd let me"