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Death from Above was what they called her. Saelya is Jake and Neytiri's oldest child. She's strong, brave, and a fighter. She's been taught the stories of the Sky People and the destruction that followed them. What happens when they return after 20 years of peace? Sully Daughter OCx Omatikaya Male OC

A Na'vi child stolen by the RDA and raised as a soldier. But she is not just any Na'vi-she is Sarentu, shaped into a weapon long before she understood who she was. Trained to obey. Engineered to never hesitate. But when Pandora calls to what was taken from her-and when she crosses paths with the very people she was meant to destroy-loyalty, memory, and something far more dangerous begin to collide. Because the question was never whether she could complete the mission... It was whether she was ever truly theirs to command.

Born from loss and found in the silence of the forest, Amòra... daughter of Ninat... was never meant to survive. Yet she is taken in by Jake Sully and Neytiri, raised among the Omatikaya as one of their own. Growing up alongside Kiri, the two form an unbreakable bond... something deeper than sisterhood, something they call a twin flame. But Amòra has always been different. Too quiet. Too strange. Too much. When war returns and the Sully family flees to the reefs of the Metkayina, Amòra finds herself drowning in a world that does not understand her. The ocean rejects her, the people whisper, and even her strength begins to falter. Then there is Ao'nung... proud, cruel, and impossible to ignore. What begins as resentment slowly twists into something neither of them can control. But when hurt turns into harm, and truth comes too late, Amòra must decide who she is beyond the pain... and whether some bonds are meant to be broken. A story of belonging, grief, identity, and a love that arrives too late to be saved. Disclaimer: This is a fan-made story based on the world of Avatar and Avatar: The Way of Water, originally created by James Cameron. All canon characters, settings, and elements belong to their respective creators and rights holders. This work is created for entertainment purposes only, with no intent of profit or infringement. Number 1 in #ocnavi Number 1 in #enemiestoalmostlovers Number 1 in #emotionalhurt Number 1 in #twinflame

Also posted on ao3 Sänume was never meant to exist. She was not Na'vi, not human. Eywa had marked her in a way that nobody could understand. Some people thought it was a thing. Others were not so sure. Her brother, So'lek was the one who never doubted her. He called her his shadow. She followed him everywhere. For some time that was enough. Then the war started. When Toruk Makto asked the clans to fight So'lek. Promised to come back. Sänume stayed behind. He kept his promise. She did not. Their clan got burned to ashes. Their people got killed. Sänume lost everything in the chaos, the ikran that was connected to her soul. When the forest became quiet she was all alone. The other clans did not see her as one of them. They saw her as someone who was too close to the enemy. So she learned to survive on her own without a home without a clan without anybody. While So'lek is sad, for a sister he thinks is dead Sänume moves quietly through Pandora. She is becoming something sharper and harder to break. Eywa does not mark people without a reason. Some bonds are not meant to stay broken.

❝ 𝘋𝘖 𝘐 𝘏𝘈𝘝𝘌 𝘈𝘕 𝘖𝘗𝘌𝘕 𝘐𝘕𝘝𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙚? ❞ ⋆˚꩜｡ ❝ 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧?❞ ⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶. They were a clan adored and respected by many. They were diplomats that preached peace and resolved conflict, both within and between clans. The people used to travel, whisper stories and sing songs-but now their people were left to be forgotten in the dust once John Mercer and his mercenaries gunned them down. The incident was covered up, left behind without a trace. Their disappearance was both a mystery and a tragedy. But no one knew of the children they spared, brought in, trained. Experiments to turn the Na'vi against their own, to fight fire with fire. But when that fire raged and rebelled? They washed out its embers and left the biggest flame to burn all on its own. Etuwa was groomed into the image of a warrior who carried not pride, but metal. Molded by the fingertips of Mercer, plagued by the memories of the past. The knives that were shoved into her hand as a child will come back to bite them, for Etuwa is ruled by one passion. 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄. ⋆˚࿔ ❝ 𝗪𝗛𝗬 𝗗𝗢 𝗜 𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗦𝗘 𝗣𝗘𝗢𝗣𝗟𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦? ❞ ₊˚⊹ ᰔ !follows avatar: fire and ash! status; ongoing started; 30.12.25 ended;

She never thought her life would lead her here. An orphan with nothing but her mind, she fought her way into opportunities that others could only dream of. Her brilliance earned her a place in the Avatar Program, her compassion led her to healing, and her heart was pulled toward Pandora, a world she'd only known through Grace Augustine's notes. But the moment she steps into her avatar body, everything changes. Also, a disclaimer: Any artwork or images used in this story are not mine and are most likely found on Pinterest. Avatar belongs to James Cameron.

You are the main character Kamari with a really strict family. So you sneak out from time to time and meet Aonung, the bully of the century. Let's see how the story ends.

I should have died 155 years ago. Instead, I was preserved. My consciousness transferred into an avatar while my human body remained trapped in a coma. An experiment. A failure. Forgotten. Until the day I woke up. Now I'm stranded on Pandora, in a body that isn't mine, surrounded by people who were never meant to be mine either. The Na'vi took me in, taught me how to survive, how to breathe in a world that feels both alive and foreign all at once. But no matter how much I learn, I can't shake the feeling that I don't belong here - that I was never supposed to wake up. Until Toruk Makto's family arrives, seeking refuge among my clan. They come like something out of legend-impossible, untouchable - but it isn't the legendary warrior who unsettles me. It's his son. The way he looks at me, like he sees something I don't. And suddenly, for the first time since I woke up... I don't feel so out of place anymore. Based on Avatar The Way of Water. Neteyam x Reader fanfic. Please excuse any mistakes in this, English is not my first language!

This world was never meant to survive with such power. Let alone be able to locate the power source of it all. It had been locked away for a reason. And yet, when they came that day, they only wanted to unleash it. Raw and unyielding. No matter the cost. And the cost had been great, dear reader. Much too great.

• Book 1 out of 4 of "The Way To Save You" series. Hiraya te Salem Ka'art'ite, the last of the nomadic Terapatxi, has chosen the shadows. A survivor of the RDA's cruelest experiments, the fifteen-year-old Hiraya knows a bitter truth: in a world at war, her mutated blood is not a gift - it is a prize to be exploited by humans and Na'vi alike. ​Her carefully guarded solitude is shattered when a stranger stumbles into her sanctuary. He doesn't come with shackles or syringes; he comes with a gentle smile and a name that carries the weight of a legend. ​"I am Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan. Son of Toruk Makto. It's nice to meet you, Hiraya." ○●○●○●○ This Avatar - Neteyam AU fanfic: • is currently undergoing rewrites to "make it make sense." (AKA cliché scene removals lol) • is canon-compliant (save for the author's own interpretation of incomplete souls and Spirit World rules). • is written in switching 3rd person POVs. • counters Neteyam's canonical death in ATWOW. • is made by an author who loves pictures (so pls read online for the full experience ♡) ○●○●○●○ Sample passage from this book: ​"Listen to me," Neteyam said, his focus narrowing entirely on her, his brows furrowed with genuine concern. He shifted, his hand moving to cover hers where it rested, white-knuckled and trembling against her thigh. Her skin felt fever-hot against his palm, a sharp contrast to the cooling spray of the sea. ​"Focus on this," he told her, keeping his voice low and steady to cut through the sound of the surf. He needed her to stop staring at the horizon with those dead eyes. "Feel the weight of my hand. The salt on your skin. You are here, Hiraya. Right now. You're with me, and we're above the surface. Stay in the light."

The only thing Jake sully knew he was capable of doing was protecting his family. That was what a dad was supposed to do. It was his duty. However duty was always inherited by the eldest. She promised to save her family, to preserve her sibling's happiness, losing herself in the process. Sacrificing herself at every turn. However one encounter with Varang changes everything. Based on a request I had on Tumblr, it probably sucks but I just had to write it down somehow. I'm sorry for any grammar mistake! English isn't my first language. I own nothing, all rights to James Cameron and Disney. Enjoy!🫶❤️

My oc is a famous dancer and singer often her content was posted on tik tok but she also acted in movies. James Cameron came across her and thought she'd be a great addition for avatar 3. The ash people

The sea crosses their paths together. Y/N is a healer in training. She's irritated by ao'nung but still treats him, but in silence, leaving Ao'nung confused. She wasn't all over him, she was just doing her job, something ao'nung never thought would happen to him. Ao'nung is intrigued in the girl and doesn't know if he should explore more of the path leading to her. Will he follow it or turn around. Will y/n warm up to him or move on?

SLOW UPDATES Keith is back, and for a while everything is perfect, until it isn't. The sky people are back, and Keith and his daughter, Miteya, are determined to drive them back. A/N I am not yet done, so there will be mistakes, please be patient and feel free to point out any mistakes!

I was seven when I was rescued from the starving streets of the remaining of earth. Twelve when they shipped me off to Pandora. And fifteen when I died. Yet again I'm here, standing alive and blue. I had been turned into the very same devils I despise, the very ones who took away any opportunity of having a new home. But they will pay, because I will never return to earth, not even if it's the last thing I ever do. • • • Iris has trained since she was seven for this, she was rescued from the streets of dying Earth into the government organization where they took homeless kids. Kids who wouldn't be missed, kids that nobody cares about. They trained them to then ship them off to Pandora, to create a new blue army. The problem was that when she arrived at Pandora, she spent her first three years to study what she couldn't on earth, but was killed at fifteen when Jake Sully betrayed humans. But guess what, her human self might have died, but her avatar was growing, and scientists couldn't let such a young specimen with so much knowledge go to waste right? So waking up sixteen years later, with an avatar body of fifteen years old and her teen human mind, wasn't exactly in her plans, specially after hearing her whole squad had been murdered, meaning she was the last one left of this sick experiment. With the other clones (Quadritch more specifically) they start investigating Pandora again, but this time, with new eyes, seeing that planet in a way they could've never even thought of as humans. But while searching for Jake Sully, they find his descendants, who after getting saved decide to take Iris as a prisoner. What if romance sparks appear between the traitor's descendant and her?

Aonung x y/n

At the request of her inspired companion (Starla Becker), Tiffany (the Fourth Tinkerer) returns to Pandora with Starla and their new friend, Scoop. The trip encourages Tiff to try out a prototype Link Unit (like the ones used in "Avatar") that creates its own avatars. In their Na'vi forms (and Scoop wearing an exopack), Tiffany and Starla explore Pandora and learn that they aren't the only inter-dimensional visitors that have arrived on the once-fictional planet during a complicated situation...one that requires the TARDIS team's assistance.

collection of "what if?.." one-shot stories!

Welcome to my one book that shall cover Avatar: The Last Airbender and Legends of Korra.This book will cover the cartoon tv show and the live actions tv show. Most of the stories will be based on character x reader. I hope you all will enjoy this book. I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender or the legends of Korra. It belongs to the original authors and makers of the show and franchise. I just own the stories I have made in the book.

It has been 10 years since the end of The Hundred Year War, ten years since Aang left her. Katara now finds herself in an unlikely pair with a melancholy Fire Lord while navigating life in Republic City. Excerpt: "Zuko stop!" she begged. He did not, he continued to nudge and press for an answer. Katara began to feel like the floor was slipping from under her. The room was no longer still and she was growing increasingly dizzy. She grabbed on to a column to steady herself. Zuko rushed to her side, bracing her against his warm body. Their eyes met briefly and Zuko found the answer he had been searching for.