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Wanna make an enderman OC

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Did a bookmark and follower purge

Why did I follow some of these? lol

Artfight is well and truly over but I'm going through my account and the accounts of people I followed anyway

...what is my life lol

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Artfight is well and truly over but I'm going through my account and the accounts of people I followed anyway

...what is my life lol

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Send me a🌹or ☁️ or ⛓️ or a 🔥and I will give you a prompt

🌹 - Ship/Romance Prompt

☁️ - Fluff Prompt

⛓️- Angst Prompt

🔥 - Smut Prompt

💀 - Whump/Gore Prompt

If you want a writing prompt add this emoji 🖊️

If you want an art prompt add this emoji 🎨

Have fun!

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Would anyone be interested in doing a Na'vi art trade/collaboration? I already have two Na'vi OCs one of them being a sona. Plus a Sarentu OC I am yet to draw

I'd be up for anything!

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Snip - It from my upcoming Na'vi OC fanfiction

Everything the forest was tinted a horrible off puting red. It stung just too look at things and the bioluminescence of the forest was...dull but too bright at the same time. Harsh but diluted. It made his head spin but he walked forward regardless.

There was a stinging in his eyes, the blood running from the cut in his head and the open scar from the missing chunk of hair was making his eyes sting. But he couldn't stop the flow, and he couldn't wipe it from his eyes.

He could see enough, it would have to do.

He stumbled forward walking directly into a tree and his hand colliding with an acrid pod which he smashed in his hand. He halted for a moment feeling like he was going to hit the floor before he pushed himself off and forwards, deeper into the forest. The further he got away from Bridgehead City the safer he would be. Even if he didn't know where the clan was.

Maybe he would stumble upon a hunter or an Aranhe campsite. He couldn't see any of the landmarks so he wouldn't even know where to go from here if he was close to a camp. His feet ached, the cold stone had softened his usually forest worn souls. He stepped on some fire roots as well at some point.

He swallowed hard between pants; he had been running. Sprinting for his life whilst nursing injuries he couldn't quite reach. And then he walked, and now he was stumbling. He couldn't even find a direhorse to try and help him cover some ground. Although he doubted, he would be able to stay on in his condition.

He wished he had bonded with an Ikran right about now. It would have known where to take him. Homely creatures as they were.

He was worried he was going to die here.

That wasn't a new thought to him. When he ran away, he knew the RDA would come for him eventually. And if they didn't catch him, then they would have found his body in the link whilst he was in the Avatar and ripped him from his body. But now the prospect frightened him. He had barely had the chance to live. In a body that felt like his, in a life that was truly fulfilling, with a partner he was learning how to love. He wanted to see his mate desperately, even if it was just to see him for a moment before he died.

He wasn't planning on dying, and if he had a say he wouldn't. But he didn't. It was up to the will of Eywa, the persistence of the RDA and the stomachs of the Pandoran predators.

He needed a Bellsprig. Something, anything to help him but there was nothing. Nothing he could see or sense. He could hear...water maybe? Something rushing and whooshing. But he couldn't make out it's direction and he couldn't follow it. He just stumbled around in the luminescent darkness hoping...something, anything would happen and he could help himself. But he couldn't find the water to wash the blood from his eyes and the little bit of the forest he could see was starting to tilt and spin.

He was sure he was still walking well enough until the world span and suddenly came very close. He felt his body land on the ground with a thud that rattled his already aching head. His head landed on something.

A plant...or a nest...or... It was getting hard to think, even harder to see. His arms were held over himself, and he just laid there. Too tired to stand now that he had collapsed, of was too easy to rest. Sleeping was not a favorable decision medically, but he disagreed right now. Sleep sounded perfect.

The whooshing came again in his fading senses. Maybe it was just the blood running through his ears and head. But it would louder and sounded close. But not close within himself. Ugh it hurt to think, he doesn't want to think. He just wants to be home.

His mind shows him a picture of earth

'That isn't... my damn home' he thinks

More whooshing and more throbbing in his head and feet and everything. It just hurts. So much. Everything hurts. The whooshing was there. And then there was a scream, or a shriek. And then nothing.

What was that?!

A hexapede getting taken by a Viperwolf? Or worse a Thanator or Hammerhead

There were steps. Something crunching. It hurt to move to look to think. But he shoved his hand into the ground, he pushed, his arm shaking like the trees in the wind, shaking with a force he wished was being used to push him up. He managed to get up, groaning in pain from every aching fiber in his body protesting his movement.

Resting against what he had feel against. He sat; half slumped against it. He saw something bright green and glowing that he didn't think had been there before.

"Ma Kxalepxo! Ma yawntu, kehe"

A voice? Who was that? His heart raced but not with fear. It was too clear, to crisp, the accent was native, it couldn't be a Recom.

And they didn't use is name. His real name.

Something grabbed him and he weakly used his arm to bat it away hoping it would take his arm and not go straight for his neck. But there were no teeth, no claws. No sharp anything.

Something was touching his face.

Three fingers, a thumb, a palm.

Something calloused from holding something, from...hunting?

A hand.

"Ma Kxalepxo?!" He tried to look but what was Infront of him was blurry and muffled. His head rocked and rolled onto his chest. He couldn't keep it up.

"Please stay with me. Stay here"

He reached a hand out, trying to feel what he couldn't see. It was something solid and curved. A jaw. It led to a mouth and then a nose and eyes, and hair which always fell down. It was a face he knew.

Something he could see but knew even with his eyes hindered. Kame.

His throat is dry and his tongue and skin around his face crack when he opens his mouth.

He tastes blood on his lips as he speaks "Ma yawne" he knows it's Awtä

"Srane, it's me, it's me" But his vision is fading, it's getting darker and darker. And his hand slips, it's too heavy, too tired. He feels something grip him tighter but he's slipping. Everything is falling away, he wants to see Awtä. He's right there

Commission Info | Artistree

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Na'vi OC: Kxalepxo

I drew two final versions. For context Quaritch has attacked his village and was looking for him specifically. He was an RDA scientist who transferred his consciousness to his Avatar to hide away from the RDA and live in the forest where he belonged

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Process WIP: Na'vi OC

Felt like traumatising my newest baby (because why wouldn't I)

I will be working on the art and rendering soon

Commission Info | Artistree

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Wayward's Commissions!

All Payment is made in AUD through Artistree or directly to PayPal.

I reserve the right to use the art I make for you as advertisement for my commissions and to post it on my blog

NSFW examples below

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Na'vi OC

Meet Kxalepxo, my Na'vi OC from the Deep Forest Clan I'm currently creating.

This is my self insert of sorts, so yeah...

I love him :)

More info about him coming soon

With spots :)

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Requests

I think it's about time I open up some requests. I've done this before on an old blog of mine and I think it turned out ok and this will be something I can use to keep my writing brain going. So here are the rules.

Fandoms I will write for: Avatar (the blue people), The Last of Us, Supernatural, Marvel, TMNT, HTTYD, Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons, Rise of the Guardians, The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit, Arcane, Star Wars (animated verse)

What I will write: Smut, Fluff, Angst, Whump, MLM, MLA, WLA Alter human/Kin references

What I won't write: WLW smut (sorry there is so much of that out there if you want that look somewhere else)

If you are unsure feel free to send me an ask anyway and I will see what I can do or DM you and tell you that I can't complete your request.

Feel free to go nuts with the requests, with as much or as little detail as you like.

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Deciding my next project will be make a picrew

I'm gonna make two, one Na'vi one and one normal human (+ non human accesories)

:)

I will be leaving updates about it on this blog so keep an eye out for the link eventually

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A collection of place holder chapter titles that are in my fic I'm currently writing.

This is so funny to me idk

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Attack for ImBucketFish on ArtFight

I really have been slacking on artfight but I'm going to smash out this last week if it kills me!

[All credits for the character and his design goes to them. You can find them /~ImBucketFish on artfight]

ArtFight | Commissions | Carrd

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I wrote a little Ezra Bridger and Space Dad Kanan fic. It's a reimagining of Ep09: Gathering Forces. As if it wasn't traumatising enough already

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PNG Tuber

GUYS GUYS LOOK I MADE A LITTLE GUY FOR THE PNG TUBER AND STREAMING ACCOUNT I AM GOING TO START. I'M SO EXCITED

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I have a submission for favorite seb pics

Thank you so much for submission, I honestly thought that no one would respond to that ask but it was great to see in my inbox.

I couldn't quite do those tattoos since they are really faded and intricate. But I think I did him well enough

What do you think?