Escaping from the Mangkwan clan is almost impossible. Especially when I have an obsessed man like Wukula chasing after me. He thinks I belong to him and only him, even in death. But when someone finds me that is strong enough to help me, I suddenly have a chance. A man who needs revenge against the same man I am running from decides to protect me. So'lek. Will I be able to escape and live free? Or will I have to choose between two clans and two men who want to kill each other?

Abandoned at 7 years old for being a curse on her family, Koheley learned to survive all on her own in the rainforests of Pandora. Year after year she grew to be the woman she is now, grew to love her home. But suddenly, a man comes and takes it all away from her. Colonel Miles Quaritch is a complex man with a sarcastic attitude and hostile demeanor. He can't help but fall for this abandoned woman in front of him. The way she fights for survival makes her irresistible. He takes her, keeping her all to himself and getting rid of anyone who gets in the way. Will she fall for him, or will she try to escape from his grasp every chance she gets?

We all know Toruk Maktos origin story. The story of how he got to pandora, lived with the Na'vi, found love, and drove out the RDA, but not many know of his first child, Ava Sully, and how she navigated her new life on a new planet surrounded by everything foreign. No one knows about the horros she had to go through when her dad was too busy and everyone else wasn't paying attention, all because she got a little too curious in digging up some secrets and the truth. The truth of the Sarentu. She didn't know that meddling in things she wasn't supposed will turn her entire life upside down, and now, she has to figure out how to live all over again. Started writing: April 14,2024 Finished writing: First published chapter: June 15, 2026 Last published chapter:

Neteyam's younger twin sister, Neya, has always been headstrong and straightforward. She has a tendency to speak her mind and she always has her family's back. Sully's stick together, of course. After punching the Olo'eyktan's son, Ao'nung, in the face for teasing her brother and sister, he falls for her hard. Now, he's bruised and in love. She doesn't feel the same, at first. He's a trickster, not to be trusted. But slowly, he melts her frozen heart, getting closer to her. Then, suddenly, a tragedy happens. She closes off. Can he bring her back to her old self? Or will she stay closed off until someone else opens her back up?

Veräk is an outcast. Abused by her clan for causing the death of her parents as a child. Even her own sister hates her. Wukula, an intense and strong maniac, finds her. He falls for her and her scarred body almost immediately. He has to have her. Coming home to find her clan massacred by the Mangkwan, she is now free. That is until she's taken by Wukula to be his slave, permanently. Will she fall for him just as much as he's fallen for her and turn him good? Or will she be corrupted by Wukula and become one of the Mangkwan?

𝓐𝓞𝓝𝓤𝓝𝓖 𝓧 𝓞𝓒 "ɪ'ᴍ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ. ɪ'ʟʟ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ." "ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀ." ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦•······················•✦ 𝐊𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐀, daughter of the Mangkwan clan, was raised among ash, smoke and flame. Fierce, stubborn and impossibly proud, she has spent her entire life believing the people of the sea were soft. Until one battle proves her wrong. Separated from her clan after a violent clash above the ocean, she finds herself stranded with the last person she ever expected to rely on- 𝐀𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐍𝐆, the confident son of the Metkayina Olo'eyktan. Forced to survive together, every argument becomes a challenge, every challenge becomes a competition, and every victory only gives them another reason to hate each other. As old rivalries ignite and war spreads across Pandora, the line between enemy and love begins to blur... and neither of them is willing to admit it. ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦•······················•✦ HEADS UP! • I own the OC/character: 𝐊𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐀. • I created the plot/storyline of this fanfic myself. • Inspiration is completely fine, but credit is appreciated. • English is not my first language. • Can include slightly mature topics and angst. Thank you! 💌 : aonung x female!oc STARTED : 19.6.2026 FINISHED :

"Ke'leha?" Ke'leha's breath hitched. For a moment, the rage between them seemed to vanish, replaced by the ghosts of two children. She looked up at him, her gaze finally focusing past her rage. She saw the way his eyes, those glowing embers, searched hers with a desperate, familiar kindness. She tilted her head to the side. "Neteyam?" she whispered, the name sounding foreign and heavy on her tongue. His grip loosened completely, his weight standing from her body. "You're... You're alive?" Ke'leha stood right after, her hand clutching her side. "Why do you have to ruin everything?" she hissed, leaning back against a rock to catch her breath. Neteyam looked at her, to the burn marks that were now visible beneath the smudged paint, to the way her shoulder bled from his arrow, to her face that he couldn't recognise. "You're alive." he stated again, grabbing his broken bow and sitting down on his heels on another rock. The silence that followed was heavier than the humid air of the ravine. ~~~ Ashes and Absence' takes place in the world of Avatar, but diverges from the canon storyline. While it borrows elements from the original setting, it follows its own path and focuses primarily on the journey of the Original Character (Ke'leha). Notes: This story explores an enemies-to-lovers dynamic between the two characters presented. Canon characters are portrayed with minor to major deviations. Content Warning: This fic is intended for mature audiences and may contain gore, smut, depictions of war, and other sensitive themes. Specific trigger warnings (TW) will be provided at the beginning of each relevant chapter, or scene. ⏾ Art Credit: The artwork used for this story's cover belongs entirely to its original artist. All rights are reserved by them. Please do not use, repost, or edit the artwork without the artist's explicit permission. Artist: @anna4uxa on Tiktok.

"You cannot treat people like that and then look at me like this." "Like what?" "Like you are an idiot who is a stupid idiot!" Aonung x oc Atwow, Afaa, ...

zal'kanti was born from the embers of greed, raised as a flame meant to spread. Calm wasn't a feeling she has ever felt in fact being calm was a privilege more seen as weakness, they were meant to cause chaos, the great mother hadn't blessed them with calmness she reeked havoc over their home instead so they promised to spread it until they couldn't. Zal'kanti knew she was raised for purpose she just didn't understand her purpose not when the person who raised her was too obsessed with the power fire gifted her, not when every Navi in her clan steered from her in fear of their tsahik, espically when she was cursed with being stuck with an overly annoying boy who she only saw as a demon. Loak was born from love, love so strong wars were fought to protect everything his clan loved and nutured. Loak wasn't raised in a traditional Navi sense, he had and will always have human ways in him. He was different physically, mentally, even spiritually. Loak never understood if he even had purpose, he knew his brother had purpose, neteyam a warrior at heart; Loak understood that wasn't who he was, he tried his hardest to fight like a warrior but his heart knew it wasn't his purpose. A great heart was a flaw he suffered, espically when he spares the life of a girl who held a great deal of contempt for him.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 an outcast and a prized daughter of two rivaling clans can put aside their grievances to try and make it out alive. - #1 - atwow #1 - avatarthewayofwater #1 - avatar2 7/21 #1 - afaa #1 - metkayina #1 - grief #1 - loaksully 6/13 #1 - Varang 5/20, 8/24 #1 - omatikaya 6/13 #1 - avatar3 6/16 #1 - Pandora 6/28 #1 - avatarfireandash 6/28 - Started:12/19/25 Finished: Published:12/20/25 [Lo'ak x Fem!OC] -AFAA Storyline -bleedinqheart 2025 -Cover credits: @𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐊𝐒𝐖𝐑𝐋𝐃 -Cross published on ao3