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    Damian Wayne is disgustingly, obnoxiously perfect. He excels in everything, exceeds everyone. He didn't have to drop out of the most prestigious medical school in Gotham to attend your art school, but he did. And you hate him for it.

    Your one-sided rivalry with him drives you to spend hours haunting the school studios, honing your skills in hopes of outshining him someday. One late night, that gets you into trouble on your way home. Thankfully, a certain the masked vigilante is there to save you.

    From that night on, Robin begins walking you home, and Damian starts looking your way.

    OR: a story about blurring the lines (graphite, friendship, hatred, love) with kneaded erasers.

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    16 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 33

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    "I can survive the dark, my stomachaches, and I can survive the salt, but I cannot survive a world where I look to my left and your shadow isn't there. So don't you dare talk to me about 'duty' when I'm talking about us."

    In the High Forest, they were the "Shield and the Spear." A perfect pair, a perfect example to everyone else. Neteyam te Suli Tseyk’itan, the eldest son carrying the weight of responsibilities he never asked for, and Nah'la te Stxeli No'ang'ite, the daughter of a fallen legend, wearing her mother’s cuff and her father’s grief like armor. Their love was never a shout; it was the quiet breathing of the leaves, the steady hand in the dark, the awkward laughter, and the million confessions left unspoken in the shadows of the hometree.

    When the sky fell and the recoms returned, the Sully family fled to the sea, bringing Nah'la as a favor for her father's last wishes. But the "Way of Water" is a harsh teacher. Between the stinging salt and the exposing deep blue, they finally began to realize that the "someday" they were waiting for was running out of time.

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    24 Feb 2026

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    Tamtey's favorite color is purple but her life is defined by red.

    It has followed her from birth, to theft, to freedom. She cannot escape the blood, no matter how hard she tries. She knows it will follow her into death.

    Now Tamtey has finally returned to her world just as Aha'ri dreamed they would, but despite its many colors, it is a pale imitation of the freedom they were meant to have. She is still hunted by the RDA and haunted by their actions. A bonfire surrounded by the dead flickers in her mind amid the screams of those long forgotten by a child’s faulty memory.

    But perhaps not all red spells her doom and perhaps there are other colors that may define her.

    A retelling of the Game Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora. Faithful to the core of the games with my own spin to add depth as well as a So'lek x Tamtey romance.

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    01 Feb 2026

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    When Alma closed the cryochamber around her, Tamtey was expecting to sleep for a short while. Surely rescue would come promptly following the evacuation of TAP? Color Tamtey shocked when she learns she and her fellow Sarentu have been asleep, forgotten by the RDA and by the Resistance, for sixteen years, and they have been aging the entire time. Not only does Tamtey have to learn to be Na'vi, she needs to learn how to live and fight as a thirty-four year old Na'vi woman with only eighteen years of life under her belt. Wonderful.

    AU in which the Sarentu slept during their 16 years in cryo, but their bodies continued to age. The story follows my personal playthrough of AFOP and sticks as close to canon as possible, with a few creative liberties and headcanons thrown in. I do not own AFOP or its characters (sadness)

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    15 Jan 2026

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    The war had ended. Peace spread as the remnants of the RDA fled the Western Frontier, only leaving behind scraps of metal. Pandora began to heal, stitching the wounds of time closed with root and vine. Life moved forward. The Resistance turned its focus back to Ewya's world. Alma returned to her body. Ri'nela learned the weight of a tsahìk's voice. Teylan shaped metal into something meant to protect, rather than destroy.

    Yet, Tamtey did not find peace.

    Sleep brought memories of TAP that drove her from her bed night after night. Only the wind beneath unfamiliar stars eased the ache. She was rarely alone for long. So'lek always found her there. They shared the quiet until dawn, trading dreams and the horrors that kept them awake. Still, the forest trembled. Ewya's song wavered, strained by something distant - only drawing closer. Smoke stained the horizon. Thin and gray, whispering against the clouds.

    A flake of ash drifted down, landing on Tamtey's knee. So'lek brushed it away, pinching it until it vanished.

    "Ash..." he murmured.

    "And fire," Tamtey replied, her voice unwavering.

    The forest fell silent around them. Even the animals did not cry out.

    A new enemy was coming.

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    08 Jan 2026