A couple of tiny glowing fish came over to him, inspecting him. Neteyam watched them, unmoving. His stillness encouraged the little creatures to inch closer, one coming to rest against his nose. Neteyam realized they were the seeds of Eywa - only here, they did not float. Neteyam smiled softly, extending one of his arms, palm facing up. One of the seeds swam into his hand, resting comfortably. Ao'nung slowly sank down to his knees as well, brows furrowed in an unpleasant glare before bubbles escaped his lips in surprise at the sight in front of him. Neteyam glanced his way for a mere second before turning back to Eywa's little creations, watching as they circled his waist before finally swimming away.

{Book 1} Aonung sees Neteyam for who he is: The ideal big brother, and leader. - Always calm, always collected, always protecting, but never protected. Aonung's question: How long can he keep it up? (~Includes many other ships~) [Record: #1 NeteyamxAonung] [Record: #1 AonungxNeteyam] [Record: #1 dramafilled] [Record: #3 whump] [Record: #1 avatarfic] [Record: #4 aonung] [Record: #2 aonete] [Record: #1 netenung] [Record: #7 rotxo]

ima try something new here this is gonna be a aonungxneteyam story the sully come to the ocean people seeking refuge as the adults are talking they start introducing there children I guess you can tell how off guard they were caught hearing that the oldest was a boy not a girl I'm trying something different yall bear with me😭 (ALL CREDIT TO THE ARTIST WHO MAKE THESE BEAUTIFUL DRAWINGS AND ALL CREDITS TO THE MOVIE OWNER JAMES CAMERON THESE ARE HIS CHARACTERS THIS IS MY PLOT) ok enjoy lol