Neteyam struggles with his sense of self-worth, his rocky relationship with his father, and Ao'nung's less than kind approaches. He seeks out Metcayina men for comfort, gets into fights and loses a bit of his perfect firstborn son facade in the midst of all his struggles, before he finally finds himself again and reconciles with the Metcayina chief's son. × Neteyam scoffed, standing to face the other male. Ao'nung grabbed his wrist, lifting the Omaticaya's arm and revealing the slender hand. "You are different. You're not like your brother. " "We have the same parents," Neteyam replied, keeping his voice low and void of his rising fury. "My brother and I are the same." "No," Ao'nung smirked, disagreeing. "Your brother is more like the sky people than you are. It shows even in the way he behaves." "I told you to leave my family alone-" Neteyam warned, pulling his hand free from Ao'nung's loosened grasp. "Or what?" Ao'nung's smirk never left his face. The Metcayina stepped closer, half expecting Neteyam to take a step back, but the dark blue skinned boy never did.

Ao'nung of the Metkayina is arranged to be married to Kiri of the Omaticaya in an attempt on building stronger generational alliance. For the first three months, Ao'nung will have to stay with the Omaticaya clan and learn their ways, and for the next three months, Kiri will stay with the Metkayina to learn their ways as well. Yet within the process, Ao'nung finds himself falling for the attention of the eldest brother, Neteyam, who doesn't speak yet shows Ao'nung the world through silent lips through his eyes. And he must admit, he has never met someone so flawless in his life.

When Neteyam comes back from the dead, He carries something.. A child. "𝓔𝔂𝔀𝓪 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓼. 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮, 𝓨𝓮𝓽 𝓼𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝔀𝓸."

On a normal day in Awa'atlu, Ao'nung was just minding his own buisness when some visitors from another clan came seeking Uturu. First he is weary of the visitors, but one of them catches his eye. What is it about this mysterious boy that makes Ao'nung's insides feel like Jelly? and his face blush? and his heart race? (Extremely slow burn) ⚠️Read⚠️(I am putting the Trigger Warnings here) -Mentions of blood -swearing *the ideas, characters, and language belong to Dr. Paul Frommer and James Cameron. [i will try to update as much as i can] I'm gonna win the cringe wars :)

My first fan fic story about Neteyam and Ao'nung, love at first sight. Smutty and cute towards the end All characters are aged up Ao'nung-18 Neteyam-18 Roxto-18 Kiri-17 Lo'ak-17 Tsireya-17 Tuk-11 Hope you enjoy

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.

"Marry me," Greyson said and felt Finn tense up behind him. "What?" He asked with a nervous chuckle, unsure if he had heard right and felt his heart race in his chest. "Marry me. Before my heart actually fails me, I want to die knowing that I married the love of my life." -- Or the one where the blind boy meets the dying boy and they create a beautifully tragic love story. •W A R N I N G: Mentions of male pregnancy. Read at your own risk• [Book 2]