୨ৎ "Being with you, like this.." Tamtey begins. "Is something I never even dared to dream of." She admits. So'lek lifts his head in surprise, his eyes meeting hers. "But now," She smiles down at him, lifting her hand to caress his face. "I don't need to dream." ୨ৎ Neither of them want to bring up the shift in the air between them, but when the tension becomes too much, So'lek snaps like a bowstring. Will his confession be too much for Tamtey or will she give in to her feelings as well? ୨ৎ This fanfic follows the events of Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora - From the Ashes as well as some elements from the Avatar movies! ୨ৎ So'lek x Tamtey Slow Burn Romance

What is the life out there ?

ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛꜱ ᴜꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜʏ ᴡᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ, ꜱᴏ ᴡᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴜꜱ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ. - JAKE SULLY : 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗻𝗮'𝘃𝗶 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗳𝗮𝗿𝗲 : started - 30/11/2024 : ended - tba

A stolen voice. A guarded warrior. A world to reclaim. When Seya'ri awakens from cryosleep, she remembers nothing but her name - and the echo of a sister lost to fire. Raised in captivity by the RDA and preserved by the one human who dared to love her like a daughter, Seya'ri escapes into a world she was stolen from - a body she doesn't recognize, a forest that does. Guided through the chaos by a silent warrior named So'lek - the last of a forgotten clan - she begins to reclaim her place among the People. But Eywa does not restore without cost.

Kì'lana believed she was amongst the last of her clan. With a mark on her face, damning her to remember what she was supposed to be "grateful" to have survived. She kept it carefully covered with paint, ensuring no one she came across would know. There would be too many questions, too many words of sorrow. Too much guilt on her shoulders. But she had only been a child. Who could be grateful to survive something they didn't know was happening? And who could go months without realising that the dreamwalker they worked with...was the one partly responsible for so much loss in her heart? And why did it take the patience of a Trr'ong warrior to make her feel seen again? ~ so'lek x fem!Oc (might change the description later, not sure if i like it yet) all images are from pinterest x

"Words, Ka'riya," he said quietly. "I need words." My throat worked before sound followed. Heat crept up my neck, settling in my cheeks, and I looked away despite myself. "Yes," I said. "I am sure."

For a long moment, he didn't respond. The glow of the valley reflected in his eyes, giving them a molten intensity I couldn't read. Then he leaned slightly closer, just enough that his breath brushed my cheek. "You... are testing me," he said, voice low, a growl threading his words. "And I... I cannot let you go. Not now." The words, the proximity, the weight of him against the glow of the valley... it made my heart hammer and my chest ache all at once. I could feel the restraint still there, barely holding back, but the tension was palpable. "Good," I whispered, voice husky, trying to keep my own control. "Because I'm not going to make it easy for you either."

"I'll ruin you." He stepped closer, letting the blade press deeper. "Then ruin me."

The time of war had ended. Peace flourished as the remnants of the RDA fled the Western Frontier, only leaving behind scraps of metal as proof they'd ever been there. For a time, Pandora began to heal. She reclaimed what the sky-people had ruined, stitching the wounds of time closed with root and vine. Life moved forward. The Resistance turned its focus to the living world Ewya breathed. Alma settled into her human body again. Ri'nela learned what it meant to carry the weight of a tsahìk's voice. Teylan shaped metal and wires into something meant to protect, rather than destroy. Yet, Tamtey did not find peace. Sleep brought the memories of TAP that haunted her, driving her from her bed night after night. Only the soft wind beneath unfamiliar stars offered any peace. She was rarely alone for long. So'lek always found her there, sharing quiet hours until the dawn chased away the dark, trading dreams and the horrors that kept them awake. Still, the forest shook with unease. Ewya's song wavered, strained by something distant -- quickly approaching. Smoke stained the horizon. Thin and gray, whispering against the clouds. A single flake of ash drifted down, landing on top of Tamtey's bouncing knee. So'lek reached out and swiped it away, pinching it until it vanished. "Ash..." he murmured, gaze fixed on the rising plumes beyond the trees. "And fire," Tamtey replied, her voice unwavering. The forest fell silent around them. Even the animals did not cry out. A new enemy was coming.

They took the Sarentu and therefore stole his peace. Now So'lek is hunting. There are no rules left to follow and no mercy left to give. He will pay any price, spill any blood, and will overcome any distance to find her. The hunt as begun, and this time, he doesn't play fair. -follows the events of from the ashes until it doesn't -spoilers!