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Neteyam vows to help Tsireya get together with Lo'ak, but something else blooms instead.
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“Is he ever going to stop? He is just stalking you at this point.” Neteyam shrugs again at that, looking over his shoulder to the culprit. Even though their eyes lock onto each other, Ao’nung does not shrink away from being caught. His eyes shrink into slits, as happened many times before, and maintains his gaze.
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20 Feb 2026
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The Souvenir by Black_Dagger for Olliwollywoo, nina_8970
Fandoms: Avatar (Cameron Movies)
08 Jan 2026
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Ao’nung was sprawled back against his headboard, topless and glowing under the dim light of his room.
"Well, look at you," Neteyam remarked, his voice dropping into a purr.
Ao’nung rolled his eyes, though he adjusted the phone, giving Neteyam an even better view of his chest. The fucking bastard. "I’m just comfortable, Sully. Don't make it weird because you can't handle a little skin."
"Oh, I'm handling it just fine," Neteyam shot back, his gaze lingering on the waistband of those gray sweats.
Or, Ao'nete being messy because they had a one night stand.
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20 Feb 2026
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Pulling away and setting him free, he lets himself bask in the sight of Ao’nung both angry and embarrassed, but also, blissfully quiet for a moment, even if his glare could burn a hole in Neteyam's face. It’s him now, who fists his hands in Neteyam’s shirt, yanks him so close the tips of their noses almost brush together.
‘’You think you’re so great, huh?’’ he spits out, ‘’You’re all bark, no bite. You ain’t gonna do shit to me.’’
‘’You wanna find out so badly?’’ Neteyam snickers, eyebrow leaping up.
Ao’nung scoffs and pushes him away. ‘’You’re too much of a wuss for that.’’
This time, Neteyam knows how to handle it, how to handle him – or at least, he has a strangely enticing idea on how it could be done.
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20 Feb 2026
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Back home, Neteyam was a hunter. An unparalleled archer of his age. An expert ikran rider. Here in the reefs of Awa’atlu, it was as if the waves had washed away all of his past—his training, his accomplishments, his stature. Everything except his family and their expectations, because above all else, he was an eldest son.
But there was one thing he hadn’t lost to the water. His hands, that had made his bow from the remains of the Home Tree, that had made the visor he donned on his last ride from the mountains. His hands, that could weave and build. His skills of craft would always stay with him, and they could be just the thing to help the Sully family acclimatize to sea life—the way for him to protect his family.(In which Neteyam uses Na’vi craftsmanship to make gear for swimming.)
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16 Feb 2026