Avatar : Fire and Ash! When Pri'ya Sully and her family are caught in the mangkwan raiders' ambush, she never expected to come face-to-face with the most despicable individual to ever grace the soil of Pandora. Or Toruk Makto's eldest daughter and Varang's younger brother stood on opposing sides of the war, and yet, their lives proved far more tangled than either of them could have foreseen. • mangkwan!male!oc x sully!female!oc •set during the events of Avatar : fire and Ash •All credits go to James Cameron, save for my oc and plotline. •do NOT plagiarise my work, please and thank you. #1 Avatar the way of water 2026 / 02 / 05 #1 Pandora 2026 / 02 / 05 #1 Avatar 2026 / 02 / 17

As Tamtey, So'lek, and the rest of the Sarentu try to overcome the scars that the RDA and Mangkwan left on them and the land of the Kinglor forest, they find themselves once again thrust into the middle of a war that they never asked for. After mysterious visitors call them to lands far away for the help of the Sarentu warriors, Tamtey and So'lek must overcome the fear and sorrow that has left a mark on both of them.

Tamtey's life was taken by the RDA, her clan was slaughtered, and all that remains are the remnants of what the Sarentu clan once was. Raised within metal walls, she must discover her identity and learn the ways of the Na'vi. She must unite the clans against their common enemy to drive the Sky People from the Frontiers. Tamtey must retrace the steps of her ancestors, not as they were, but as a warrior, to become Sarentu. |Follows the events in the game Frontiers of Pandora| |Slow burn romance with Tamtey and So'lek|

They tried to erase her. Tamtey was a child when the Sky People burned her clan. She was a prisoner when they took her sister. She was forgotten when they sealed her away, frozen in a world that moved on without her. She wakes to a Pandora that no longer remembers her name. The forest is wounded. The clans are bleeding. The Resistance is rising. And the girl who once survived is no longer just a girl. She is a weapon they never meant to create. A mind too sharp. A fire too deep. A past soaked in blood and silence. SO'LEK X TAMTEY

This story takes place after the events of From the Ashes, the final downloadable content for Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora. The RDA's presence has been pushed back, the smoke of war has thinned, and the Western Frontier stands in an uneasy quiet-scarred, but still breathing. Victory has not come without cost. So'lek, hardened by loss and years of resistance, remains a warrior shaped by survival and restraint. The battles may be over, but their echoes linger in his body and spirit alike. He carries those remnants silently, as he always has. Sa'kiri is Na'vi of the Frontier-capable, observant, and deeply rooted in the rhythms of Pandora. Though trained as a healer and provider, she is no stranger to conflict or sacrifice. Like many, she is learning what it means to live after the fight, to tend not only to wounds of flesh, but to those left unseen. This story is told primarily through Sa'kiri's perspective, allowing her inner thoughts, doubts, and quiet emotions to shape the narrative. At times, the perspective will shift to other characters-most notably So'lek-offering brief glimpses into what remains unspoken between them. At its heart, this is a slow-burn So'lek × Sa'kiri story. It explores trust earned in silence, the tension between duty and desire, and the fragile moments where two guarded souls find themselves standing too close to one another in the aftermath of war. Healing, in all its forms, takes time.

a powerful, slow-burn epic set within the world of Avatar, following two survivors of an extinct Na'vi clan - Mir'eya and Kenaï - stolen as children and raised in the RDA's ambassador program. Torn apart by violence, cryosleep, and war, their lives are shaped by loss, survival, and the relentless pull back to each other. Now, reunited after six years, they must rebuild the bond that was never truly broken - navigating memory, trauma, and love in a world that has moved on without them. As the Resistance rises and the RDA threatens everything they've fought to reclaim, their story unfolds in moments of raw rage, quiet tenderness, and fierce devotion. This is a story of healing, vengeance, and a love forged in fire - where the ghosts of the past walk beside them, and the future is written not in peace, but in war.

When Neytiri loses her older sister, Eywa answers her grief in an unexpected way. A child is found deep within the forest - untouched, white-haired, glowing softly beneath the trees. The Tsahìk names it a sign. The Omatikaya elders declare the girl bonded by Eywa to Neytiri herself - not by blood, but by soul. Raised as sisters, Neytiri and Aylira grow inseparable. When the time comes, the clan arranges their future according to tradition: two women, bound by Eywa, joined to one male - Tsu'tey, the next great warrior of the people. Then a Sky Person arrives. As Jake Sully is brought into their lives and taught the ways of the Na'vi, the bonds Eywa once set begin to shift. Love grows where it was never meant to - first in Neytiri's heart... and later, against her will, in Aylira's and Tsu'tey. Bound by tradition. Chosen by Eywa. But fate was never meant to stand still.

She didn't hear him approach. That bothered her more than the ache in her ribs. "So," So'lek said, stopping beside her and sitting. His tone was light, almost careless. "Is this where you go when you pretend you're not bleeding?" So'esya snorted, eyes still on the glowing forest below. "Is this where you go when you pretend you're not worried?" A beat. Then a quiet breath of a laugh. "Careful," he said. "You'll bruise my pride." She finally looked at him. Moonlight caught the scar on his temple, the one she never stared at. Never traced with her eyes. "You worry loudly," she said. "And you," he replied, stepping closer, voice lowering, "disappear like mist and expect no one to follow." Their shoulders brushed. Barely. It was nothing. It was everything. "So'lek," she murmured, softer now, "if you keep watching me like that, someone might think you care." "I do," he said too fast. Then, after a breath, he added, lighter, teasing, careful, "Someone has to make sure you don't get yourself killed without witnesses." She smiled at that. Small. Sharp. Dangerous. For a moment, neither of them moved. The forest hummed. Pandora waited. And neither of them said the thing already rooted between them, because once spoken, there would be no going back.

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