"You aren't that bad for a water boy." "I could say the same for you, forest girl." Oc x Ao'nung book || Connected to an upcoming book about an Oc x Neteyam || Avatar fanfic || Slowburn started 8.16.23 ongoing completed - n/a all rights reserved made by @ / splxtted

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

▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ❥ Grief can seem like an unbeatable disease. It invades your internal organs till it's all your heart is entrapped by. Although, your family understands your pain, each of them are too overwhelmed to save you, but not Ao'nung. His first priority is always you. He's your lifeline to traverse this new chapter of your life without your older brother. ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ Starting ✰ ╰┈➤ 𝙔/𝙣 𝙎𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 & 𝘼𝙤𝙣𝙪𝙣𝙜 ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ 𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙆 𝙄𝙄 ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃

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

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.