#I NEED MORE KIRO!

[noctlas332]

i have not drawn in a while, so here is a kiro while i work on other things kehehe,,,,,

[mask-of-prime]

MTLK: White Lions

((Same rules as before: Put spoiler warnings on the very top of your comments before commenting spoilers. The film is still very new this time around and I , myself, have not seen it yet, I'll see it as soon as I can, though. Once I do, there will be more fanart based on knowledge I have of the movie after seeing it. This drawing is a byproduct of the things I already knew.))

As a (slightly late) celebration of the long-awaited release of the Mufasa movie today, I made 2D-verse designs of the main members of Kiros' pride we were introduced to via this clip.

Design process below:

I felt that Kiros needed an update to his design from the last time I drew him. I felt I was following the features of his photorealistic counterpart too much and came up with a way too detailed lion who didn't quite fit the 2D-verse. I still went for that ice-themed shape language for his design, such as sharp points and slight hexagon shapes. I referenced Mads Mikkelsen's features just as the creators of Kiros' design said they have done, themselves. I can tell they went for that same technique that Andreas Deja once used when applying Jeremy Iron's features and expressions to 2D Scar.

As you can probably see, Amara and Akua instantly reminded me of Zira and Vitani, respectively. As soon as I saw the preview featuring them, I instantly got the vibes of already-existing lionesses based on their designs and personalities. They also gave me, like, Tarantino villainess vibes a little. Something about these femme fatale assassins working for the greedy and conniving big bad guy made me think of something out of Kill Bill.

I'm still uncertain which one lioness is Amara and which is Akua, or whether these are even their names or not at all. I heard these are Kiros' sisters? I definitely see it in Akua, she looks like she could be his identical twin.

Alternative Kiros eyes:

[spacelesbiandisaster]

My favorite Headcanons for the Togruta Species

And Shili

And Kiros (Kinda)

Biology

Togruta babies are called Cubs (because I think is a cute word and bc they are aliens after all. Also it translate well to my native language, so when I say Cub I thinking of the word "Filhote" and I'm well aware I probably mixing up translations here).

They live in small groups up to 500 members (but rarely more than that).

Note: I'm saying "small" because our smallest towns have 5.000 member's, but ancient Togruta lived in actual small groups with 50 members or less.

Togruta can grow anxious if they don't have a community around them. Their species were made to live in groups.

Togruta's Montrals are capable of hearing frequencies up to 200000 hz (similar to tigers and bats) and are able of echolocate close objects.

They also have powerful noses and can recognize people from their smell.

Their eyes have a peripheral vision of 200°, that combined with their hearing and flair make them the most powerful predator in Shili.

A adult Togruta eats about 1,5kg of meat every day. Ofc there's alternatives such a rations bars that can lower that amount, but considering they feeding exclusive with meat that's the right amount to maintain themselves health.

Togruta are strict carnivorous (this cannon, but I just want to reassure the idea)

The average height is 1,9 meters for Female and 2,5 meters for Males, counting with their Montrals.

Togruta can easily live up to 90 years, some even got to 120, but they rarely live much more than that. It's a little longer than most humans, but they don't come near Mirialan's lifespan of 250 years or Yoda species that basically turn into living fossils.

Males tend to have longer Montrals while Females have longer Lekkus.

They share 80% of their DNA with Akul (similar with how humans share 90% of our DNA with chimpanzee) what suggest they had a common ancestor.

Their vocal cords can mimic sounds to attract their prey and avert other predators (such as the Akul). Trogruta Cubs were specially good at this and it's not rare see them trying to imitate sounds they find curious or funny. This also means they were very talkative, if a Togruta Cubs is quiet something is terrible wrong.

Because of this trait Togruta are one off the few species capable of learning how to speak Ithorese and Shyriiwook, although their accent is told to be sloppy and child-like.

The muscles on their legs are the strongest on all their body. They were originally a migratory species, so they needed the extra force and speed.

Their gestation period is around 7 months, a little shorter than humans. But their Cubs grow faster and usually start walking around their five mouth after they were born. They development that trait so neither the mother or the Cub stays vulnerable for long.

Togruta skin color have multiple variations, but the more common are: Orange, purple, yellow and dark blue. This colors also appear on the stripes of their Montrals and Lekkus. The flash color scheme serve two purposes: It warn their predators they are a thread (like some snakes do, the vibrant colors usually scares predators away) and it's also a sign of their health.

Health togruta have stronger colors, the more vibrant their color are the more attract they were consider to be.

Togruta are usually monogamous and tend to spend their whole life with a single partner. This whoever is changing due cultural facts, current is not expected to a individual to stick to a single partner but it's a constant event on their community.

Hybrids between other species are rare, however it's uncertain if this is due their biology or they general lack of interest of breeding with other species.

Hybrids between Togruta and Twi'Lek were been recorded although their appearance are highly inconsistent. Usually they keep smaller version of the Montrals and their Lekkus are more similar with the Twi'Lek version, thus stopping growing at a certain length.

It's said they can have hybrids with human and humanoids species (such as, idk, Mirialans), but there isn't enough Togruta in the galaxy making out with humans to know exactly what that would look like.

They change the teeth twice during their lives, one time when they still cubs and another once they hit 60 ~ 70 years. This happens so they can maintain strong teeth for all their lives.

Their canine teeth are sharp ass hell, even more so when they are Cubs. This can be a problem because Togruta bite each other as a form of affection. Also it's not uncommon for them to leave bite marks in visible places on their partners. When other sentient species saw that they thought the marks were from fighting, but turns out it's from the opposite of fighting.

(Note: I saw some other writes with similar headcanons, specially in barrissoka fanfic, and it's cute! But I'm going to make a point here that they can easily kill small animals with their bite, so I get kinda nervous when people make Ahsoka bite Barriss's neck with "all her strength" because that would probably be enough to pierce her skin. So only small bites are allowed here, Barriss doesn't need die like that.)

Togruta's Montrals and Lekkus can turn shriveley if they are raised under stressing ambients. (That's why Ahsoka's Lekkus are so short for her age). Headcanon send by @kayberrie

History/Politics/Culinary

As I mentioned the Togruta were originally a migratory species, that means they used to made camps so they could hunt in certain areas and then move to another region once the resorts became scarce. This whoever changed with time as they learned to cycle their prey with the seasons.

This is a vague example, but during spring and summer they hunt Thimiars (a rodent species from Shili) and other small prey, but as the autumn comes they start to hunt bigger prey so they can store the meat for the winter. During the winter itself they fish. Base on that their villagers are usually construed near river and always with around the forest.

Unlike most of sentient life Togruta are against the domestication of animals, so to this day they still hunt for eat, however all the food (with exception of a few ritualistic hunts) are share with the whole village. So if they can't get food for a while they will start prioritize the children and the elderly while their adults focus on solving the problem.

A exception to that is the domestication of Shilidogs, a species of Tooka (relatives to Lothcats) the Togruta adopt as a companion. The Shilidogs keep pests way from the villages and are very good companions for children. Like a real dog.

Togruta development a way to dry the meat with a space salt (that I don't have a name for yet) so they don't have to throw away the rest of their meal.

Also they when they hunt they make sure to use every single part of the animal and are very against wasting food. The feet of the prey usually is transformed into soup (which they feed the babies and the elderly bc they believe it helps their bones to grow stronger), and the organs are smoked and eaten as a delicacy (god, I hope I used that word right).

As for the actual meat, they cook only with salt but don't you dare think it's blend or without taste! Think about a Brazilian barbecue, that's how it's like.

Once their society started to interact with other planets the Togruta became very close with Wookies and Ithorians mainly because of their ability of speaking Ithorese and Shyriiwook, but also because both of these species also live in forests and share similar values towards dealing with nature.

However their relationship with the Ithorians started pretty rough because when the Togruta first meet the species they believe to be prey animals. Which they kinda are... But this is all put in the past once the Jedi came and solve the misunderstanding.

Because of the Ithorians the Togruta learned how to make the own space ships without destroying their forests.

Because the Jedi help with their relationship with the Ithorians the Togruta respect their order very much and begin to send some of their Cubs to become Jedi.

With their population growth they decide to make a new colonie rather than open the forest to expend their villagers, that's how Kiros was born.

The government of Kiros and Shili are very different. The Togruta of Kiros adopt a lot of the republic politics and build their on government in reference, naming a Chanceller of their own and a senator to represent them to other planets.

Kiros also have big cities rather than the small villagers of Shili.

Talking about Shili government, they usually spread around the planet in small villagers led by a elder council. This villagers are independent but usually live with some level of collaboration, trading goods with each other.

Because they need to deal with other species now they do elect a senator and a small government situated in one of the few big cities they have, but Shili's Togruta couldn't care less about politics and usually let their colony on Kiros deal with all the trouble. If you go to a random village in Shili and ask the name of the senator chances are that most of the people will get it wrong.

Because of this trait most sentient species believe Togruta to be less intelligent, but that's not the case, they just have a different approach to politics.

Kiros is considered a mere extension of Shili, and although they have a more development government they still answers to the people of Shili.

Their economy with the republic are based on the commerce of healing herbs that they collect from their forests. They are far from being the richest being of the galaxy, but they gather enough money to buy the essentials for their survive.

Realistic they don't need much of outside resources anyway because the way they live it's pretty minimalist.

I already mentioned a few misunderstanding others species made while meeting Togruta for the first time, and there was a actual debate if Togruta could be considered a sentient species to begin with, but luckily for them both the Wookies and the Ithorians already faced similar problems and were able to help the Togruta introduce themselves properly to the rest of the galaxy.

Culture

As you problem can see, their society are very close to nature and try the best to not break the balance of the chain by hunting more than they need or building house in animals habitats.

They are usually led by their elder and wiser members, regardless of gender.

Both man and woman engage with all types of chores: Hunting, cleaning, taking care of the children, religion rituals, you name it!

I'm not finished writing their religion yet, but the have a vast pantheon of gods for various realms of adoration. Their most important gods are the a representation of the Sun, the Moon and the death, but I'm not going into details because I don't have any yet.

I mentioned that they don't like throwing away the rest of their prey, so they carve idols, toys and jewelry from the bones and make their clothes from the skin/leather.

Ancient Togruta also used bones to make weapons, nowadays this pieces are used in religious rituals.

Speaking of religion rituals, the hunt of Akul is exclusive made for religion purposes and it's considered a crime to kill a Akul without a reason.

The Togruta are very aware they had a common ancestor with the Akul so that's why they respect the animal so much.

When a child is given to the Jedi they first make a celebration with all the members of their village so everyone can say goodbye properly. It's a joy to have one of their own in the Jedi ranks, but it's also sad to some extent because of how close the communities are. That Cub would probably had live their entire life with them and know that they have to go the village take some time to assimilate that. (So yeah, Ahsoka got a little party with mommy and daddy before Plo take her to the Jedi temple).

Raising cubs is seem as a community work, so it's not rare to leave your kids with the neighbors while hunting or working. Usually is some elder man or woman who stays with the cubs since they can't work as well as they once did.

Some parents make straps bandages in their Cubs Montrals so they can grow in certain patterns. This is especially popular among the Togruta from Kiros and it is a mere esthetic proceed. It doesn't hurt the cub because their Montrals still soft.

They made a holiday to celebrate their friendship with the Ithorians! They invite their alien friend for a three day party as a way to say sorry for trying do hunt them down when they first meet. The Ithorians are a strict vegetarian species, so the Togruta gather exotic fruits to give as a present. The Jedi send represents from both species to act as mediators in case of conflict, but ever since they stated their partnership, hundreds of years ago, they never had any conflict ever again. They truly became best buddies! (And I like the idea of having this alien festival between species that are so different. Let me have my exotic aliens!)

They used theatre to record their history, so instead of books they told teach using their plays. Usually they are full of exaggerated acrobat acts and sometimes songs. Yes, they have musicals!

Their musical instruments are also made of bones and they particular found of flutes.

Kiros is specially connect with all forms of art and their government had imported Togruta plays to all around the galaxy. Their acrobats and singers are praise and recognize as one of the best of the republic. But that's actually why the Zygerian were so interesting on making them slaves on that incident on the Clone Wars.

The children games are usually a sort of exercise to teach them how to hunt, so if you go to one the their villages you problem going to see children "hunting" each other, lefting bite marks everywhere and being absolutely chaotic, but this is considered normal so the adults don't really care. Other species say that Togruta Cubs are usually a nightmare to be around. Their best friends (aka the Ithorians) are still scared of their children.

At some point in ancient history Togruta started to cook theirs meals, but they still eat raw meat on some occasions and specific rituals.

Besides the festival with the Ithorians Togruta have a few holidays they celebrate with their village. They really like a party and even the people of Shili have a special love for the art exhibitions they do during theses events.

That's it for now.

Please feel free to use any of these headcanons if you like them. Also I would love to talk more about them, so you can make comments or ask questions if you have any.

[nonuniverse-tarot]

Should You Let Go Of This Person?

*All my readings are for 18+ regardless the nature of the reading. If you're below 18, then this reading is not for you. Thank you for understanding*

Should you let go of the person/connection on your mind? If so, how can you go about doing that? If not, why were you attracted to this reading?

Can be romantic or platonic, take it as it resonates. (Also, try to focus on the vibe of the images and not so much on the image itself.)

D. E. F.

D.

Quick answer! No, it isn't a must to cut this person off - actually, from what the cards have shown me and the energy I get from the person - there's no reason to cut them off.

From the looks of it, you guys have many dreams (specifically dreams) in common. You seem to get along very well and that this connection is genuine from you AND them. There's great communication, there's great balance - no one sees the other as inferior than them and the two of you see eye to eye.

So, why were you drawn to this reading? You're used to another type of dynamic when it comes to most, if not all, of your relationships/connection of any kind. You're used to more hell fire. More chaos and struggles, than peace and harmony. Someone is always in control and/or has more power over the other. Because of this, you got used to handling everyone with so much caution, that it was easier for you to just not get involved too much.

"It's always the same with everyone, why would it be different with this person? They're probably the same as the rest. With time, their true colors will show so might as well end this now."

However that's not the case this time around. They see you as their equal, as a precise person and someone they can grow with, without fear. I keep getting that the communication, how you communicate with each other, or the potential of this connection, is something that will show the both of you, how it doesn't take blood hatred to be in a healthy connection.

Song: Caffeine - Kiro Akiyama | Look Who's Inside Again - Bo Burnham

E.

Yes you should. You've given this person all the chances and opportunities, you've directly communicated to them the issue you had or what you needed from them to fix this and they haven't done anything. Excuse after excuse from them and from you making up excuses for them when you think about the situation.

No matter how patient you are with them or how much more you decided to put up with, nothing will come out of it. The image of them giving you a seed and telling you it's a garden weed, then you planting it, expecting flowers to grow, only for weeds to come out.

Once you finally decide to completely let go of this person, focusing on your personal projects or even your job will become easier or more enjoyable than before. This person really does affect others around them. They might be an energy vampire.

Let me just tell you, I felt weak during your reading. A thought I had during the reading was 'what are you doing? Why this?' and a feeling of uneasiness. I was shuffling the last few cards and this feeling happened. The person you're asking about might have started this connection with rainbow and flowers, but now it's just spikey garden weeds all over the place.

So, how should you end this connection? By realizing they're not going to change and do all those things they promised you.

You're not weak. You're strong and strong enough to make decisions and take control. You're capable of doing your projects/work without them or their 'moral support'. Go within and really feel. I'm just hearing 'really feel deeply what this is. Really feel how this is.' I'm not sure what 'this' is referring to. Might be the situation you're in or something else, take it how it resonates.

Also - take this step by step and use your intuition. How can you cut this person off? Depends on what your intuition tells you.

Something to know if it's your intuition or anxiety: Fear screams. Intuition whispers.

Song: Don't You Dare Forget the Sun- Get Scared | Burn - David Kushner

F.

Yes you should, but for some reason you're under the impression that if they leave you, your life will become difficult because they're the 'hot shot'?

'Hot shot' is the only thing coming to mind! They made you think or you assumed that they just know everything and anything since the beginning of time to the end of it, when that's not the case at all. You're also putting up a show for them. You're part of the play they've made, but it's not working anymore, not like in the beginning. You're getting tired of participating and that might've caused this person to be more difficult to deal with because they want you to continue this show.

In reality, they don't know jack shit. I'm getting cult leader vibes (they don't have to be 'spiritual' or anything like that) because they talk with such confidence that people would believe them if they said that 2+2=0.

If you continue this any further, you'll go down with them. Life can get easier or harder without them, but what you're actually scared of is the responsibility they have 'handled' for you up to this point. They're handling an aspect of your life, but they know as much as you do about it.

I see most of you leaving them, being more at peace, being overwhelmed, and then having fun during this process of learning how to handle this aspect.

How to cut them off: be fast about it. You don't have to go into detail if you plan to have a conversation with them. Most can just be direct and skip the fluff. Because they do seem to want people to think highly of them, you need to word this correctly.

If you don't plan on having a conversation, then try to cut them off quickly. Like I said above, this could be a platonic or romantic connection, maybe even situationship, so keep that in mind when doing this.

Also, I'm being repeatedly told not to neglect your feelings. You'll have to get many things in order, but don't neglect what you feel. Any separation can hurt, so just feel what you must and continue on.

Song: I PEEP - Odetari w/ jnhygs | Artist vs. Who? - Secrets

I hope this helped you. Ending patterns can be difficult, especially in the emotional/mental aspect so reach out and seek help if you need it!

Thank you so much for being here!

[marymary-diva17]

when someone insults you (child)

There are many ways to cause problems and tension, within the clan and between Navi themselves. One way would be insult someone of the clan and thinking their family and friends, will not do anything about it. Once that insult had come out of their mouths there was no, taking back what had been spoken.

Jake x Neytiri

demon blooded girl

Those words had been said toward you by an older Navi women, you had been carrying some basket when a group kids had ran into you. resulting with the kids fall to the ground and getting some scraps of their keens and arms, you and rush to help the kid up. Taking the kids to healer hut, and have the kids attend to as well. The children were okay after the tears had ended but that didn’t save you from the rage of their mothers. As they had been told and thought you had pushed their kids. They had started scolding your outside of the hut, one od them hissed at you tried to grab you arm, soon throwing the insult at gained everyone near by attention.

women “ you demon blood child you have cause not only my kid pain but all these other kids pain” the women soon had came at you with her blade making you doge her and soon, fall down into ground.

Y/n “ please stop and hear me out there a misunderstanding” the women was looking down at you as she was standing tall, but she was not standing tall for that much longer until someone had attacked her.

neytiri “ don’t you dare lay hands on my daughter” neytiri had come right away soon kicking the women away from her child.

???? “ sister” you had been helped onto your feet by Loak and spider, as neteyam had stood between you and the other women.

Kiri “ you are bleeding”

neytiri “ you dare make my child bleed I will make you pay” before neytiri could do anything else Tsu’tey and Jake had stopped her.

Jake " neytiri no justice will be handed out in another way"

moat “ my granddaughter what has happened”

y/n “ there was accident with some kids and I took them here to get healed … ahhh”

Kiri “ grandma her injury”

moat “ come inside I will attend to you” you and kiro followed moat, as the rest of your siblings stood outside waiting. It easy to hear neytiri voice as she yelled at the group, as Jake tried his best to make sure she didn’t do anything else. Your grandmother and norm had been able to heal you up after the incident. They are mad as well and so are your siblings, the mother had been sent to their homes and away from you and everyone else.

neytiri " daughter are you okay"

y/n " I'm fine mom the cut will go away in days"

neytiri " how dare that women lay a hand on you if I was not for your father, and uncle I will taught her a good lessons"

neytiri " I will make them pay for what they have done to you my daughter"

y/n " mother please no we don't need anymore trouble"

Jake " sweetie I and your mother will handled this but you can share you side, of what has happened"

y/n " yes father"

Jake " good and your are not in trouble some witness had told us what happened, but we wish to hear from you as well"

y/n " yes father"you had nodded your head and told them everything, this had made your mom even more mad. As the women and her friends had no good reason to fight you a child and insult you as well. The mothers had been forbidden by your father and mother forming coming near you, for a very long time. They had been in major trouble with your family and the clan, for what had happened today. Their husband had came by your home with offers for forgives and to repay you as well, they had been checked careful by your mom and grandmother. You had forgave the husband and kids but stay away from their mothers for some time.

Jake x neytiri x Tsu’tey

Demon spawn

The day had started off normal for you as you had been doing your task, for the day as you had done every other day. It seems like your day was not going to stay normal. As you had been doing some fishing for your family and grandmother, by the river when some tension had came around. As you are about to hit a fish when you spotted another group arrive, you had smiled and went back to fishing. The group of kids had been to close to edge of the river bank, worrying you as you had called out to them and told them to move a bit. You even help them find a good place to fish and good position to use while fishing, and they seem to love your advice and help. You had been able to caught some big fish and started walking home, you had been that far from home when someone shoved you to the ground.

y/n " hey"

Navi teen boy " don't your dare speak to my brother and his friends like that demon spawn' You had got up not wish for a fight right now and tried to collect your fishes, when the boy had shoved you again onto the ground as the other kids came.

navi teen boy 2 " you heard what you told me demon how dare you tell them what do to do"

y/n " I was helping them that all and making sure they didn't get hurt, and making sure they were able to bring some fish back as well"

navi teen boy 3 " you are a freak and have no right to tell us how to live and do anything, and you dare lay your demon hands on my brother"

y/n " leave me alone so let walking away or this will become a bigger problem"

navi teen boy " we will never obey the words of demon girl that ...." the boy had been punched in the face by no one other then, lo'ak who was mad right now.

lo'ak " hands off my sister" the second boy had been kicked by someone who was spider.

spider " hands off of her"

????? " y/n" neteyam had been seen as he soon helped you stand he was mad as well.

navi boy teen " " the demo. Spawn started it first"

lo'ak " don't your dare call her at and or speak to her like that"

navi boy teen " demon spawn" A fight soon broke out between the boys.

???? ' enough " your dads had shown up with the other kids fathers breaking up the fight.

neytiri " what the matter here"

lo'ak " this boy was looking over my sister as she was laying on the ground, as him and his friends yelled at her fathers"

Tsu’tey " what"

spider " they insult her and called her demon spawn" soon all eyes were on you and it easy to say that you had been shoved to ground.

Neytiri " you dare lay a hand on my daughter to hurt you, you boys are shameful"

Jake " what happened y/n"

y/n " I was walking home when I was shoved to the ground, all because I help their younger siblings with their fishings"

tsu'tey " this that true"

boys " ....."

navi father " olo'eythan Tsu’tey our boys ......"

Tsu’tey " I was speaking and they will answer me"

boys " yes"

Jake " how dare you all do this over our daughter being helpful, and then you insult her as well"

neteyam " insult our sister is insult us all" the boys who were once acting like they were all that, were now not saying anything as all eyes are on them.

Jake " you boys will stay away from my daughter and my kids, after the events today until you came come up with a good apology to her" no one dare say anything else boys and their fathers had been escorted home by some of the warriors.

y/n " I'm sorry but it seems like dinner for us and grandmother is gone" your family looked at the fish they there was no saving them for later.

lo'ak " I will caught some later with the boys" you had nodded your heads as your mother had taken you and your boys to healer hut, to get checked out and soon enough home as well. Your brothers and spider had been able to caught new fishes for the family, but there was still tensions as your whole family had become mad about the insult tossed your away. They soon clam down after dinner but there was still issues here and there, the boys had stayed away from you until they came to say sorry with their siblings and your siblings there as well.

Tonowari x ronal

shameful girl

since the arrival of the sully family and their clan life in your clan and village changed, dramatically and you enjoyed it. You had made sure to be helpful for your village and the new arrivals, even learning some stuff from the humans as well. Soon become close friends with the sully kids and spider, along with the rest of the humans as well. You had given them a chance to show they are good and will be allies during the fight with the evil humans. One day you are walking to meet with your siblings and friends, when you had walked pass some of your clan members who were that happy with you.

Y/n “ good morning” you smile and look towards the group as they didn’t say anything else.

Navi women “ are you proud of yourself child” you had stopped and looked at the women.

y/n " proud of what if you don't mind me asking"

navi women 2 " proud of yourself for being friends with the family and clan, ruining your reputation and image by being with them"

y/n " I know we all have our own feelings about them and I don't blame you, but they are not like them and if you give them a chance you can see that"

navi women " you are such a shameful child and the whole clan knows that, It good you are out the tshaik and olo'eythan as you will be ruining their blood"

y/n " I'm going to leave right now before anything else is said"

navi women 2 " Such a shameful child you will ruin our clan and your family" You did nothing as you soon started walking away from them right away.

Navi teen girl " You will never be their daughter just some shameful child that will never be loved, and once I become mates with your brother you will be gone ... no more freaks and no shameful ones as well like you and them"

y/n "It will be best if you stop talking and following before anything else happens"

Navi girl 2 " you shouldn't be speaking to your future tshaik like that, it rude and you have nothing to hold over us we all know that freak"

navi girl 3 " no more freakish girl good I love that"

????? " what going on here" everyone had gotten spooked when they hear someone speaking up, they soon saw your siblings and older sully kids and spider there. none of them looked happy your sister and brothers went to you.

tsreyia " sister are you okay did they hurt you"

navi girl 3 " we will never hurt her"

rotxo " my sister was not speaking to you she was speaking to y/n"

y/n " I'm good they aeee just speaking their minds"

neteyam " they were being rude and disrespectful towards you y/n for no good reasons, and you being the olo'eythan and tshaik daughter"

lo'ak " yes they were coming from what we heard and saw"

kiri " you all are rude for being mean towards y/n"

spider " yes"

navi women " we were telling her the truth how dare she ruining your family and our clan by being friendly towards them, we were doing your parents a duty by dealing with this freak girl"

aonung " you have no right to speak to her like that"

navi women " my daughter and you are arranged I'm doing what bets for both, our family your parents will thank me"

???? " that is lie I will never thank you"attention had soon changed the parents who arrived, and ronal along with tonowari are very mad.

navi women " ronal I was ...."

ronal " don't your dare utter another word right now hoe dare you speak to my daughter like that, you are foolish women and rude as well"

navi women " I was doing what I thought was good for my daughter future"

tonowari " well now you have done something for your daughter future, my son and her are no longer promised to each other"

navi girl " no that not fair"

ronal " yes it fair you have not rights to become tshaik and have failed, to prove yourself as well as my daughter have done that perfectly"

navi women 2 " that clan will not love this"

ronal " the clan will understand what has happened now you will never go near my daughter again, after today until I deemed your worthy along with the great mother as well"

navi girl 2 " we didn't mean no harm we will telling her the truth"

Jake " you all were acting like green eye monsters .... jealousy is ugly things to have I came here to thank y/n for being helpful to my family and clan"

navi women 3 " we are sorry lease this will look bad on our families"

navi girl 3 " please"

Neytiri " it to late to be sorry you most learn from this"

ronal " now leave my husband will speak to your mates later on and we will see what happens later on. but there is no more promise of marriage"

tonowari " get them out of our sight" the mothers and daughters had been taken away. As they had been given glares by everyone else for what they had done.

tonowari " my daughter dont listen to them I love you and you make me proud"

ronal " yes your father is right my daughter"

y/n " thank you mom and baba but please don't punish their whole family"

tonowari " yes I can make that happen" you had nodded your head feeling better about everything that happened, your siblings and friends had spent the day with you making sure everything that you are good and happy. True to their word the promise between aonung and the girl had been called off, and when the mother made a scene to the whole clan the truth was revealed to everyone which made matter worst for the mothers and daughters. They had been official told to stay away from you and if they dare do anything else, there will be trouble and they were already in enough trouble with your family and clan.

[enviedear]

tread carefully ⟶ anakin skywalker

description ⌙ anakin and you attempt to negotiate a treaty with an outer rim planet while you're also attempting to hide your feelings from him. pairing ⌙ anakin x fem!reader warnings ⌙ nsfw, minors dni i will block you (piv, oral, fem receiving, overuse of praise, lmk if i missed any) word count ⌙ 3.5k

— request | masterlist

if you didn't know how much i love friends to lovers now you will especially if it's ani

inspired loosely by this song by mother sza

you're enjoying yourself far too much. there's a faint condescending smile gracing your lips as you stare down the young man just paces away from you. it's unavoidable, you think, the grand joy you get from annoying him.

anakin however, is visibly over it. his jaw is clenched tightly, arms crossed, and eyes dark. he looks like the divine personification of irritation.

"give it back." he says, voice dripping in indignation.

you shrug, looking down at the stolen lightsaber in your hands, "but it's such fun keeping it from you."

in truth, it certainly was fun. hilarious even, that despite his role as jedi knight and yours as the daughter of a senator, you were faster than him. and despite the fact that you’ve now run into a wall, the victory of the chase is more than enough.

"don't make me come and take it. be civilized and hand it over." he makes his way closer to you as he speaks.

you smile, "come and take it then."

he wastes no time, outstretching his hand and using the force to pry the weapon from your grip. you knew he would eventually, but you're thankful for him playing into the joke for this long.

'a test in patience’, he often titled you.

clipping the weapon back onto his belt he gives you an exasperated look, "y/n, we don't have time for this. we're supposed to be leaving for kiros now."

you grab a hold of his robes, pulling him closer to you, "the ship is a ten-minute walk, skywalker. stop acting so official," you narrow your gaze, "besides you started it."

he looks at you incredulously, "me?"

you hum, letting go of him and making your way toward the ship.

his hand finds your shoulder as you walk, setting him at your pace, "please elaborate. i'd love to know how i prompted this."

you can't help but smile, "you ignored me at the banquet last night. i was forced to talk with senator lybi's son, and he was annoyingly adamant about a marriage between the two of us."

anakin chuckles, "he's harmless, just a little love-sick for a pretty girl."

you groan despite how much you enjoy his title of you, "easy for you to say, you weren't on the other end of his advances."

anakin glances at you with a smirk, "contempt doesn't suit you, y/n. and besides, i'm pretty sure i saw you dancing with organa's nephew after lybi's son left you alone."

you roll your eyes, a playful grin tugging at the corners of your mouth, "that was just to pass the time. you know i only have eyes for you, skywalker."

he chuckles, but there's a hint of seriousness in his tone as he responds. "mhm, you flatter me. but we really need to focus on the mission at hand. i don't want to mess this up. obi-wan would never let me hear the end of it."

you nod, the playful banter dissolving into a more serious conversation. "right. the separatist situation on kiros is getting worse by the day. we can't afford any distractions."

anakin's grip on your shoulder tightens, his eyes meeting yours with a sense of determination. "we'll get through it together. just like always."

you smile, feeling a warmth spread throughout your chest at the familiar reassurance. anakin is your earliest friend, your best-kept and most sacred relationship. from young children who used to play-fight in the jedi temple's halls, to young adults who fly to the beck and call of political superiors. but he was so different now, older, a bit wiser, and so unbelievably handsome.

you've been on countless missions with him, most often accompanied by your father or master obi-wan, but this mission to kiros was tasked simply to the pair of you.

a simple treaty arrangement, going over new regulations regarding the separatists' forces. however, you haven’t been alone with him in so long, and you’re desperately trying to halt your mind from delving into stupid fantasies.

it is difficult though, especially when you looked into his eyes. brilliant blues that seemed never-ending. or his hands that always seemed to find you. but mostly, it was his lips sent you into an absolute frenzy. so full and kissable, you thought of them far too much for a best friend.

upon arrival to the small ship, you check over your documents as anakin prepares to fly. he sits in the pilot seat with a stern concentration, and it's not long before your papers go unread.

you watch him tackle the numerous buttons and switches with ease, tongue wetting his lips in concentration. you can't help but admire the way his muscles flex as he maneuvers, the way his hair falls over his forehead. your heart races as you think about what it would be like to run your hands through it.

anakin's voice interrupts your thoughts. "are you ready?"

you nod, taking your seat beside him, in the co-pilot chair. not that he'd ever let you try to fly. not since you crashed his last delta-7.

as the ship ascends, you can feel a pit in your stomach. the mission frightened you a bit. you were always apprehensive of going into neutral territories for that fact that anyone could be lurking, but deep down, you know what's truly gotten you so worked up.

"y/n, are you alright?" anakin asks, his eyes scanning yours, before looking back ahead.

you take a breath before replying with a soft smile, "i'm fine, anakin. don't get too caught up in my emotions."

he gives you another look, "that’s hard to do when they're basically jumping out at me."

you feel hotter, scared you may have let your little secret slip, "i'll watch myself from now on. besides, this shouldn't be a difficult task. i've got this treaty negotiation stuff down now. i bet we'll be back in coruscant for breakfast tomorrow."

anakin nods, but you can tell he can sense your little lie. he knows you too well, and it's always been impossible to keep anything from him.

he reaches over to you tentatively, hand engulfing your own. "you don't have to hide anything from me, y/n. you know that, right? you can tell me if something's wrong."

your heart races at his touch, and you feel your cheeks flush. "i know," you reply softly.

anakin's hand lingers on yours for a moment longer before he pulls away and focuses back on the controls. the ship hums as it speeds through space, and you try your best to focus on the task at hand.

as you approach kiros, anakin begins to prepare the ship for landing. you can feel the tension building inside you at the thought of doing political negotiations without the experience of your father.

anakin looks over at you once more, sensing your apprehension. "don't worry," he says, giving you a reassuring smile, "i won't let anything happen to you."

you believe him, as you always do. anakin has never let you down before, not even when things got rough. the two of you have been through so much together, and he has always been there for you. he's your best friend, your closest ally and confidant, and the most important person in your life.

the ship lands smoothly on the ground, and anakin turns to you, "ready?" he asks, you nod in response.

you're more than ready. you're determined to get this done as quickly and as effectively as possible.

you and anakin exit the ship and are greeted by one of the representatives of kiro's government. he escorts the both of you to the meeting place, an older building lined with statues of kiro's most famous leaders.

you eye the room anakin and you are ushered into, small but large enough for a grand round table. you go to say something to the jedi, but before you're able, the kirosian delegates huddle into the room.

the kirosian politicians waste little time before delving into the politcal documents. you listen attentively to their concerns and proposals and take notes meticulously. anakin is quiet for most of the meeting, his eyes darting around the room, taking in every detail. you can tell he's assessing the situation, trying to detect any hidden agendas or threats.

the negotiations go on for hours, and you start to feel yourself grow tired. but then, anakin's hand finds yours under the table, and you snap back to attention. his touch sends electricity through your entire body, and you perk back up at the feeling.

finally, after much discussion, the treaty is signed, with only one representative in opposition. you and anakin stand up, both of you feeling a sense of relief. as you walk back to the ship, anakin takes your hand again, and you feel a flutter in your stomach.

he had such a penchant for touch, and it's becoming more challenging for you to mask your glee at such occurrences.

"care to make a stop before heading home? we're not due back until tomorrow?" anakin asks as you make your way back onto the ship.

you smirk, "and let the jedi council and my father believe you've kidnapped me?"

he shrugs, "that, or, we could say negotiations went on longer than expected and that we need to stop for fuel. the closest center is closer to krios anyway, not the way back," he gives you an expectant look, "please, i promise it'll be worth it."

you can't tell him no, not when he looks at you so sweetly and perfect, "fine, but you'll have to be the one to explain our tardiness."

he smiles, inching into the pilot seat, "anything for you."

as the ship takes off, you feel excited for whatever he has planned. anakin was always an adventurous and spontaneous spirit, to the chagrin on one obi-wan, and being with him always felt like a whirlwind of excitement. the anticipation in your stomach has only grown since he took your hand during the negotiation.

as you fly towards a planet you're unfamiliar with, anakin turns to you with a mischievous grin, "i have a surprise for you."

you raise an eyebrow, intrigued, "oh really? and what's that?"

he gives you a shy look, "i booked us a room at the resort. the one we saw advertised a few months ago. we can spend the night there, just the two of us."

your heart skips a beat. you can feel yourself getting warmer, but you can't deny how tempting the idea sounds, "anakin, i don't know if that's such a good idea-"

but he cuts you off, "come on, we deserve it. we never have time together like we used to."

you want to say, 'of course, because we were children then. now the mere sight of you makes me want to pull you into bed with me', but you refrain, opting for, "okay, ani."

as the ship lands, you follow him out into the warm evening air. he takes your hand, yet again, leading you to a large building.

the resort is astounding, a sprawling complex with lush gardens and sparkling pools. you've never heard of it before, but anakin takes the lead, helping you find your room. he gives you a look before opening the door with a flourish.

the room is opulent, reminiscent of a royals' quarters and you're immediately wondering as to how he was able to pay for it.

"there's a library on the fourth floor and a bathhouse outside near the pools— I thought you'd like it," his arms wrap around you, pulling your back into him, "i hope you like it."

you're at a loss for words for a few seconds, taking in the beautiful room and the strong arms holding you indelibly close. you want to turn, bridge the gap, and take his lips into yours. you want to tell him so badly that this is a horrible idea, that you're far too consumed with him to share such a landscape with him.

but you don't, "i love it, anakin. i can't believe you did this for me." your hands find his, resting at your stomach.

anakin turns you around and brings his lips down close to your ear, "anything for you, y/n," he murmurs, his breath tickling your skin.

you shudder with pleasure at the sound of his voice and lean into him. you know that you shouldn't be here, but you can't resist the pull that he has on you.

for a moment, you allow yourself to forget about everything else, to just be in this moment with him. but as his hands wander down to your hips, pulling you into him in a foreign way, you begin to feel a sense of guilt and shame. you know this is turning into something different, something wrong.

"i can't," you say softly, pulling away from him. "we shouldn't be here like this, anakin."

he looks at you with confusion and concern in his eyes. "what's wrong? is it the room? i can get us another one if you don't like it."

you shake your head,"no, it's not the room. it's me. i’m not thinking the way i should, and i’m scared of saying or doing the wrong thing."

he takes your hand and pulls you close to him again. "you could never, you only ever tell me the right things."

you take a deep breath, knowing that what you're about to say could ruin everything. the friendship you've built and the rules you know he's meant to follow, "anakin i don't think of you as i should anymore. i fear i've grown an unwelcomed attachment to you, and i don't want to wreck everything."

anakin's eyes widen in shock, "what are you saying?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

"i'm saying that i've fallen for you, anakin," you whisper, eyes glassy, "and i know it's wrong, i know it, but i can't help how i feel. believe me, i've tried."

anakin looks at you for a moment, his face unreadable. then he gives you a soft smile, turning you forward and taking your face in his hands, "you could never wreck anything, y/n," he says softly. "i feel the same way. and i’ve fought it for too long. i love you, and i want you. if you'll let me.”

you stare at him in shock. you had never expected him to say anything of the sort. for a moment, you just stand there, staring at each other.

but then he leans forward, pressing his lips to yours. a gentle kiss at first, tentative. but then it becomes something more, something you've never known before, and you find yourself getting lost in the feeling.

you know that you're doing something wrong, that this could have serious consequences. but for the moment, you don't care. all you care about is the way that anakin makes you feel, the way that he's always made you feel.

as you deepen the kiss, anakin's hands trail down your body, pulling you closer to him. the heat between the two of you is unmistakable, and you can feel your heart racing as each second floats by.

there's the rational part of you, the part that knows that this can't continue— it goes against everything the jedi order stands for— but in this moment, you can't find fault in your actions.

anakin breaks away from the kiss, eyes holding an intense longing that you've never seen them carry before, "i want you," he says, voice raspy and rough with desire, "i need you, more than anything."

you incline into him in agreement, trying to wordlessly vocalize your complete surrender into his lust. together, you stumble towards the nearest wall to lean against, and anakin begins to kiss down your neck, while his hands roam your body.

you moan softly, and he pulls back to look you in the eyes, "say it back," he pleads, his voice ragged with need.

"i need you too," you express, and the words come out without a hint of hesitation, "i need you so badly."

anakin wastes no time in returning his lips to yours and you both give in to each other with fervor. it's like a wildfire, consuming your every thought and measure, altering into something unknown and yet all-encompassing. as if nothing else exists— only this moment, only him.

your hands travel up onto his chest as he guides your hips closer against him, lifting your dress so that he can set his grip upon your inner thighs. you gasp at his touch, so familiar to you and yet entirely new.

you desperately want to feel his skin, the muscles of his chest, anything— so you make a definitive move to remove his tunic. anakin smiles into you and pulls away to help, revealing himself to you.

you look up at him, struck with want, "you're so perfect, ani."

he stifles a groan and lifts you. instinctively your legs wrap around him, arms coming to meet each other around his neck. he holds you tightly, as though you'd fall away from him, as he carries you onto the plush bed.

"i've wanted you like this for so long, y/n," his voice flutters against your neck, and you feel his hands begin to make work of the buttons holding your dress together, "you’re all i can think about."

your head feels empty at his words, "please," is all you can musteer in response, lifting slightly so that he can pull your dress over your head, leaving you exposed before him.

he takes you in, and ravages you with his blues. you watch as his gaze dips to your chest and take a sharp intake of breath when he gently cups your breasts.

"so pretty," he coos, head dipping back down to your neck, slowly descending down until he finds the bulb, giving it a chaste kiss.

you shiver at his contact, fingers tangling in his soft hair and tugging ever so slightly as he continues traversing further down your body. anticipation radiates through you until finally, anakin brings himself eye-level between your legs. his hands snaking up the inside of your thighs gently pushing them apart, tranquil heat radiating from him to overpower what had once been any fear or worry bubbling up within you.

he pulls back just enough so that you can look up into those dreamy blues once more only to be met with nothing but a pure carnal desire radiating from within them, "say it again, tell me you want me, please.” he speaks before lightly pressing a kiss to your inner thigh— eyes searching yours for confirmation at what has suddenly become something so much more than desire itself—trust

"i want you," you reply earnestly, "i always have."

that's all the permission he needs, and you watch in awe as his head sinks down to your center. he's teasing at first, giving you soft kisses until you're moaning in response. more—that's what you want, and you're sure he knows, as he begins to tongue your clit, arms pulling you further into him.

you're lost in sensation—eyes fluttering shut as you feel yourself spinning into an abyss of pleasure. it's almost too much, but just as you begin to near your climax, he pulls away.

your eyes open, finding him fumbling with his trousers, sliding the, away and freeing himself.

"c'mere," he gestures for you, and you fall onto your knees, head inches under his own. he grabs you, flipping you on top of him, settling into the bed. he feels divine beneath you and you can't help but to grind down into him, eliciting a groan from him, "fuck, do that again."

you do, and it's like a key unlocking something inside of you. he guides your hips as you begin to move against him, letting out moans above him.

his hands, strong and calloused, guide you to a halt and make you rise just enough for him to palm himself, his tip toying at your entrance. you look at him through hooded eyes before pressing down, feeling him begin to enter you.

his eyes roll back, "that's right, just like that," you can't help the sounds that come from you at his praise, and he continues to sing you honors, "my pretty girl, you're doing so well. c'mon you can take more."

that's all it takes for you to settle onto him fully, feeling full from his length. as you sink down fully, anakin grabs your arm, nails innocently biting into you, "that's my girl."

you ride him—slow and steady at first, rocking back and forth in unison as you both close your eyes to bask in the moment. it isn't long before you begin to pick up speed, thrusting yourself onto him quicker.

his other hand comes around to grip the side of your neck, pushing down delicately until your lips meet again. he's a groaning mess into your mouth, thrusts beginning to overtake you. you falter, but he takes control, arms wrapping around you and pulling you closer. his lips pull away from yours and begin to leave sloppy kisses at your neck, stopping to issue you more praise, more adoration.

"i love you," anakin breathes out between thrusts—voice gravely now—"so much."

it's almost too much for you at those words and you're barely able to respond coherently, "i love you, too."

you can do nothing but move with him, arms wrapping around to grip at his back as you both reach the peak. a blissful moan of ecstasy leaves your lips and he follows soon after, finally stilling against you.

sated and exhausted, you collapse onto his chest—tears beginning to gather in your eyes at his admission.

anakin notices this, and he tilts up your chin so that your gaze is set upon him once again. "i mean it," he speaks softly into her ear before planting a kiss on her forehead, "i adore you, sweet girl."

and you know he does, truly— as do you.

[witchthewriter]

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈𝐬 𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧? 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝑇𝑊𝑂.

⤷ commissioned piece, male reader.

Warnings: mentions of blood

a/n: thank you to @rexburn12 for the commission!

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

Four women.

Four mates.

That’s what destiny had given Kiros.

And they all distrusted him. It was fair enough. Cruel, but fair wasn’t always equal, nor was it nice.

And it was quite fitting for his mates to be three vampires and a werewolf. Like the universe needed a laugh. And Kiros was the punchline.

But who was to say this situation could or couldn’t work? Only the women themselves.

★

The rain came in sheets, relentless and cold, but Kiros barely felt it as he stepped through the dense forest surrounding Forks.

Kiros felt out of place in Forks. With its uneasy alliances and coexistence of the supernatural. It defied nature; a town where vampires and werewolves lived side by side.

And Kiros currently felt in the middle of it. Both figuratively and literally. He was straddling both worlds. A creature of pure anomaly, even among legends. He had been alone for a long time, but now his motive was to find his mates. Make a family of his own. He did not think it would be this hard.

★

Kiros’ eyes flickered toward Leah Clearwater, the one who seemed to be fighting the imprinting the most. Her dark hair was slick from the rain, droplets falling from her their tips. She was doing everything to restrain her fury. Not only did the wolf in her want to reject him, but it also wanted to rip his other three mates to shreds.

Leah wanted the four vampires off her land and away from her pack. She didn’t know if she could trust them. Especially because Embry was bleeding so goddamn much.

She leant over Embry, looking at the wound, and with a ragged breath uttered, “We need…he needs … god he needs help! What the hell happened!”

He, lay sprawled in the mud, his breathing shallow. Deep, jagged wounds marred his side, gashes that oozed dark red, staining the earth beneath him. He had been attacked, but he could not speak. No one knew what had mutilated him like this.

Not even Kiros. And Alice and Carlisle were not here; Billy couldn’t get a hold of them. No one knew how to fix this. And whatever had attacked Embry must have been something truly cruel since the gash was somehow getting bigger, redder; angrier.

“We need to go to Cullen,” Leah said, fake finality in her voice.

       “He won’t make it that far,” Kiros replied, “there’s venom in his blood.” He kneeled beside the injured wolf. “You can smell it, can’t you?”

Leah’s nostrils flared, and when realisation struck, her lips parted in horror.

Whoever the venom belonged to, seemed to have a lethal, or at least agonising, affect to shapeshifters. For Embry was pale, sweating and letting out choked screams.

Kiros moved closer. “I can save him.”

The four women stared at him. But the Denali sisters knew when to sink into the shadows.

Leah glared. Then barked a humourless laugh, “You? You’re part vampire. Your blood might kill him faster.”

“No. I’m not a full vampire.” Kiros opened his palm and with one sharp movement, sliced his skin. Crimson blood welled up; but it shimmered, with a luminescent effect to it.

The four women flinched at the scent.

It was … intoxicating, enchanting and powerful.

His blood was unlike any other.

The women were pulled out of their trance, “Look. It may be a gamble, but if I do nothing he will die.,” Kiros admitted.

Leah hesitated, took one look at Embry and wanted to cry. Which was not like her at all. This was an impossible decision. A part of her was screaming not to trust Kiros. He was an outsider. A stranger. A hybrid: a being that should not exist. But one more look at Embry and she realised there was no choice.

“Do it,” she said, voice tight.

In no time at all, Kiros had moved and pressed his bleeding hand to Embry’s mouth. He tilted his head slightly, allowing the blood to go down his throat easier.

The young man barely reacted at first. But then -

Embry gasped, his entire body jolting. The wounds on his side began to knit together, the pain was easing. The venom in his body was burning away because of an older, an ancient force.

Embry’s breathing returned to normal, as did his colour, his temperature and soon his body felt like his own once again.

Leah exhaled sharply. Her knees buckled, but she caught herself. And then her eyes locked onto Kiros. The fight in her didn’t disappear, not fully, but something in her shifted.

Trust.

Not wholly. Not yet.

But the beginning of it.

She stood slowly, helping Embry to his feet.

Turning to Kiros, she uttered, “I still don’t like you. But you saved his life.”

Kiros tilted his head slightly. “I don’t need you to like me,” he said. “Just accept that I’m not your enemy.”

Leah held his gaze for a long moment and then nodded. It was small, but it was there. An understanding.

From the edge of the clearing, Tanya watched, her golden eyes bright with interest. She stepped closer, her expression thoughtful. “Fascinating,” she murmured. “Your blood. Your abilities. There’s nothing else like you, is there?”

“No,” Kiros answered simply. “There isn’t.”

Kate smirked, arms crossed. “Well, I think that settles it,” she said, nodding toward Leah. “If you can get her to tolerate you, you might actually stand a chance with the rest of us.”

Irina, who had been silent the entire time, finally spoke, her voice quiet. “You’re dangerous,” she said. It wasn’t an accusation. It was a fact.

Kiros didn’t deny it.

But as he looked around, at Leah, at Tanya’s curiosity, at Kate’s amusement, and even at the wary distrust in Irina’s eyes; he realised that for the first time in centuries, he wasn’t just tolerated.

He was seen.

And for someone who had spent a lifetime as a myth, that was more than a start.

[scoobyrooster1]

She's Mine [Part 3]

Qimir x (she/her)!reader

Summary: As Qimir’s newly sworn acolyte, you were supposed to be learning the ways of your master, far from prying eyes. But in a desperate attempt to escape the Jedi and Republic Space, you find yourself entangled in the dangerous mission of a mercenary crew. A hyperdrive malfunction forces the crew to land on a remote planet for repairs, leaving you stuck in the middle of a perilous scramble. With time running out and the mission to Canto Bight hanging in the balance, your loyalties—and your survival—are about to be tested like never before. Warnings: Angst, cursing, violence, trigger warning!sexual harassment, very protective Qimir Notes: This is a slow burn story between you and Qimir. I've been researching high republic history and I'm really excited for the next chapters!

*Im trying my best to use canon history but high republic era is a little difficult so there will be discrepancies and times where I have to improvise... bear with me!

She's Mine Masterlist

She's Mine [Intro] 

She's Mine [Part 1] 

She's Mine [Part 2] 

She's Mine [Part 2.2]

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To your surprise, the ship actually made it to the small green planet in one piece. The journey had taken far longer than usual without the hyperdrive, but you were just grateful that the systems needed to fly the damn thing were still online. Otherwise, you'd have been left drifting in space, dead stick and helpless.

All of this meant more time in republic space with an item that people would kill for.

Great.

Looking to distract yourself from the unsettling dream that had left an insatiable itch in the back of your brain, you'd jumped into the engine compartment. The walls were lined with a maze of conduits and cables, all neatly bundled but seemingly endless, carrying power and data to every part of the ship. Scanning the machinery around you, all the correct lights were on and flashing. You flipped a few switches, listening to the ship’s steady hum in response. Your eyes fell to the compensator gauge... right there. You loosened a few bolts and opened the compartment, removing a singed piece. Shit. It was fried.

"Its the inertial dampener." You yelled up. "We're lucky we weren't blown half way to hell."

It was true. You all were very lucky.

Ians eyebrows plucked up.

You continued. "If we don't replace this servo." You waved the piece in the air. "Then it'll be our last hyperspace jump ever."

"Whatsssss a ssservo?" Kiro inquired.

"A servomotor?...its a part of the stabilizer... the stabilizer controls temporal displacement."

Kiro only stared at you. Nothing occurring in those reptilian eyes.

"The stabilizer is built into the dampener and turns the time it would normally take us to travel from point A to point B into what seems like an instant to us."

Still more silence. Shaun and Kiro just looked at eachother.

"So, what exactly do you two do again?" You questioned.

Ian practically burst out laughing. Kiro and Shaun exchanged amused glances.

"Kiro here," Ian began, "is my muscle. He goes where I go. And well, Shaun keeps an eye from above."

You narrowed your eyes at him, trying to process the words. "Right... So you two were what—knitting while I was getting my ass beat by a Twi'lek?"

Ian’s face turned a violent shade of purple, laughing even harder. He wiped tears from his eyes, finally catching his breath and returning to grabbing his small satchel. "Thanks to them, the other thugs were intercepted."

"Other thugs?" you mumbled, confused.

Ian nodded, still chuckling. "Rod noted the guy that walked up to you, and there were others. We took care of it. Well, minus the Twi'lek... she actually knew what she was doing."

"And you forgot to mention all this?" you asked, sarcasm thick in your voice.

"Hey, it didn’t seem pertinent at the time..., we’d all had one hell of a day."

"Right," you said dryly, giving him a hard look.

Ian just blinked and continued gathering his things. "So you know your way around a starship... luckily I know a guy who might have what we need just a few clicks from here. Kiro lets go."

"An inertial dampener isn't an easy fix."

"I know sweetheart... thats why were here."

"Where are you gonna find another servomotor."

You were met with silence and the opening of blast doors. Not paying you anymore mind, Ian treaded down, Kiro and Shaun trailing behind him.

You only sighed leaning against the circuits. Contemplating your next move. You had left your master errily sleeping on his cot. He was most likely still down and you would do anything to avoid any conversation... especially after that dream.

You hoisted yourself up and out of the engine compartment.

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Ian eyes tracked you wandering behind them.

"You tagging along or something?"

You looked in the general direction of the ship. You almost expected Qimir to be there standing on the ramp. You could swear you sensed his presence or at least his shadow.

"I need some fresh air. And I don't trust you enough to not screw this up."

He shrugged. "The more the merrier I guess."

As you walked through the grassy horticultural fields of maker knows where, you swatted at the gnats buzzing near your face. The sky was darkening, and you couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling of being too far from the ship. You eventually reached the edge of town, being far more urbanized than you expected.

"This way."

Ian led you to a small hut along the bustling main street, its exterior cluttered with old droids and rusted ship parts haphazardly strewn about. You could only hope that somewhere inside was the part you needed to fix the dampener.

A Quarren male stood behind the desk cluttered with tools and machine parts.

"Ian." He drawled through his beak like mouth.

"Heelim... my good friend."

"What trouble have you brought to my doorstep this time."

Ian only smiled in response.

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"An inertial dampener? Thats not an easy fix."

You gave Ian a look. He was obviously ignoring whatever I told you so face you were serving him.

"But if theres anyone who would have the part I know it'd be you."

"So. You just thought I'd have a servo lying around here?

"To be honest you were the closest option."

He chuckled in response.

"I am sorry my friend but I have no servos matching the one to your specific freighter."

Ian only bit his tongue and slapped Heelims arm in response.

"Thats quite alright. We'll figure it out my friend."

"Well if you need anything else feel free to look around."

Shaun had wandered outside already. Kiro tapped the machinery next to him with his claw, creating a sharp clang that rang through the store.

You toggled with some of merhandise around you, none of which could replace a servo.

"You work for Ian?" The Quarren questioned you.

"I owe him."

"Ahhhhhh... unfortunate."

You chuckled in response, looking around you realized you were the only one left in the store as Ian turned his heal.

"Thank you for your help."

The Quarren nodded his head.

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You found the three of them standing in a circle, deep in debate over your dwindling options.

Stepping up, you interjected, “So, he doesn’t have one. Maybe someone else does.” You tried to keep your tone hopeful, though you knew the answer.

“There aren’t any other sssellers who’ll have what he doesssn't," Kiro replied, his voice a cold hiss. "Heelim is the bessst.”

Ian shrugged, eyes on the ground but clearly working something out in his head. “Who said anything about buying one?”

You cut in quickly, already guessing where Ian was headed. “I saw a blue A-23 freighter in the yard. If I remember right, it should have similar parts to your ship.”

Without waiting for a response, you rushed back inside the shop.

“Do you know the owner of that light blue A-23 freighter outside?” you asked the shopkeeper.

He gave you a suspicious look, eyes narrowing, knowing exactly why you seeked the information.

You sighed, frustration creeping in. “Please.”

For a long moment, he just stared at you. Ten long seconds. You seized on whatever flicker of empathy might have passed across his face.

Finally, he relented. “That ship belongs to Laro Kiggs. He frequents the bar down the street. You never heard this from me”

“Thank you,” you said quickly, turning to leave.

Before you could make it out the door, his voice stopped you. “Traveling with Ian makes unsuspecting people accustomed to looking over their shoulders... but I see that’s already second nature to you.”

His words caught you off guard, hitting closer to home than you expected.

“I’ve had to be," you admitted quietly.

He hummed thoughtfully. "Finding real safety, real solace, in this system or the next... it's a rare gift. But it exists. I was lucky enough to find it. Understand—it’s out there."

You smiled faintly, understanding what he was implying and stepped out into the street.

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You rushed back outside, catching them mid-conversation.

Kiro hissed, “Getting onto a freighter here is easssssy enough.”

“I found the owner,” you interrupted, catching their attention. “He should be at the bar tonight.”

Ian finally looked up. “Alright. Shaun, you and y/n will keep an eye on him. Make sure he doesn’t leave the bar. Kiro and I will handle the ship. I’ll signal Rod to expect another half-hour delay.”

Shaun frowned. “Are you sure about this?”

“What other choice do we have?” Ian shot back. “The nearest planet’s days away without a working dampener, and our buyer’s going to be on Corinth wondering where his precious book is.”

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Ian and Kiro took a speeder to the parked ships on the outskirts of the town. Ian would board the ship while Kiro stood guard and hopefully return with the servomotor you needed. You and Shaun stationed yourself at the local tavern.

The bar had a certain allure to it, bathed in warm, low lighting and filled with the sound of glasses clinking and conversations blending into a constant buzz. Then again it wasn't any different than any other bar in the galaxy.

You leaned over the bar, trying to catch the bartender's attention.

“Heyyy, I scratched a really nice blue freighter yesterday—parked by the market. Any chance you know the owner? I feel awful about it.”

The bartender didn’t even glance up. “Laro Kiggs. He’s right over there with his buddies. Black jacket.”

You followed his gaze and spotted him.

The bartender leaned in, giving you a knowing look. “If he hasn’t noticed yet, I wouldn’t say anything.”

“Thanks a ton,” you replied, voice sugary sweet, but entirely fake.

Walking back to Shaun, you whispered discreetly, “Black jacket, at your 12 o’clock.”

Shaun nodded.

It had only been three minutes since Ian entered the ship when his voice crackled through your coms.

It’s locked.

“What?” You struggled to keep a straight face.

It’s fucking locked. The compartment’s locked.

“Shit.”

Yeah. Shit, Ian echoed, static in the background. Who the hell locks their hyperdrive compartment?

“Maybe someone who doesn’t want their shit stolen by criminals?” you shot back, trying to think fast.

The window was closing, and you had to act quickly.

“Okay… Plan B. Ian, stand by.”

You noticed Shaun standing up, heading directly toward Laro. Instinct kicked in, and you blocked his path with a hand.

“What are you doing?” you asked, eyes narrowing.

“We need that key,” he said.

“And what? You’re just going to knock him out in the middle of the bar? Start a fight and get a mob chasing Ian and Kiro?”

He stared at you, unamused. “Got a better idea?”

“Actually, yes. Grab a speeder and stand by for the key.”

He shot you an incredulous look but headed for the door without another word.

What? Ian’s voice stammered in confusion through the coms.

You closed the channel.

You chugged your drink, steeling yourself as you walked up to the man. Adjusting your blouse, you reminded yourself that you could do this.

With a confident tap on his shoulder, you leaned in. "I—oh, I’m sorry, I thought you were someone I was looking for."

He turned, eyes sweeping over you with a lingering gaze. "I can be."

You laughed, taking a few steps closer, playing into his interest. "Well, are you gonna buy me a drink?"

A sinister smile tugged at his lips. "Why, of course."

It didn’t take long to get him another drink deep, his inhibitions loosening with each gulp. You used the opportunity to subtly feel for any sign of the key you were after, disguising your search with drunken leans and falls against him. Your hand brushed something square in his left jacket pocket.

"You know," he whispered, leaning closer, "we could always move this to my ship for more privacy." His hand slid across your thigh, the gesture bold and invasive.

You forced a playful smile, letting your right hand toy with his hair while your left hand moved towards his torso. He was too focused on your touch to notice your fingers slipping into his jacket pocket. You felt the cold metal of the key and smoothly withdrew it.

Too easy.

But before you could pull away, his hand moved higher up your thigh, edging dangerously close to your belt.

He went on. "Its only a few clicks away... if we are indeed two ships just passing in the night."

Before you could react, someone snatched your glass from the table.

It was Qimir.

Without a word, he downed the rest of your drink in one gulp, his eyes fixed on you.

"Looks like your drink's run out," he said coolly. "Let's get you another."

The guy beside you grumbled, glaring at Qimir. "Hey buddy, we were talking."

Qimir's eyes flicked to him, full of indifference. "And now you're done talking." He slammed the glass on the table. His voice was low, but it was enough to silence the man.

Qimir pulled you away, leading you toward another section of the bar.

You yanked your arm free and made a beeline for the exit.

Shaun waited on a speeder outside. You shoved the key into his hand beckoning him to get to Ian as quickly as possible.

"Here. Get this to Ian. We'll meet you back at the ship."

Shaun only nodded and revved the speeder, disappearing into the night.

Qimir had caught up to you outside.

Turning to face him your mouth ran away from you.

"What the hell was that?" you snapped.

"You were obviously uncomfortable," Qimir replied, not bothering to look at you.

You crossed your arms, huffing. "I can handle myself."

"He's a creep."

"So are most of the men in there," you shot back, shrugging off the situation.

Here’s a refined version of your scene, enhancing the emotional intensity and flow:

“This is exactly what I said would happen,” Qimir stated, his tone clipped.

“And how’s that exactly?” you shot back.

“You getting yourself into something I have to pull you out of.”

Fury surged through you, and you slammed your fists down, your face flushing with rage. “Don’t make excuses. I never asked to be pulled out of anything.”

“You didn’t have to.”

“Well, next time a guy grabs my ass and I need your help, I’ll be sure to let you know first, Master.”

Qimir’s jaw tightened, clearly taken aback by your words.

You yelled, “If you had pulled me away just seconds earlier, you would have messed everything up!” Your body surged forward, hands outstretched.

In a burst of anger, you shoved him.

You actually shoved him.

He took it, standing firm, still caught up in whatever wave of misplaced duty he felt. His patronizing gaze made you want to slap him.

Screw this, you thought.

Maybe it was the liquor, or maybe you just needed more of it.

You stomped back inside waving your hand at the bartender. "One flameout please."

Your eyes scanned the bar for Laro making sure he was staying put. There he was already looking you up and down from a distance. You rolled your eyes and turned back to the bar.

The bartender caught your signal for another drink sliding a small shot of red liquid down the bar towards you. You gulped it down, throwing a few credits on the table. You could only hope that Ian had grabbed the servo by now and had gotten the hell out of there. But before you could enjoy the moment of solitude, Kiggs approached again, his drunken friends laughing and egging him on from a distance.

"Let’s pick up where we left off," he slurred.

"Let’s not," you replied flatly.

"C’mon, not interested anymore, I’m a great dancing partner," he said, stepping closer, his breath a noxious mix of alcohol and something far worse.

He grabbed your waist, pulling you into him. His hands wandered, groping you in a way that made your skin crawl.

You shoved him hard... far harder than you had shoved Qimir earlier. The force of it sent him stumbling backward a few feet. But it only seemed to make him angrier. He straightened up, his eyes narrowing as he started to march toward you again.

Good.

You could use a fight to blow off some steam. You readied your hands to connect with his jaw, eager to pop a crack at this entitled prick.

Before you could react, Qimir appeared in front of you, faster than you’d ever seen him move. His arm shot out, his hand wrapping around the man’s throat with terrifying ease. The man gasped, his hands clawing at Qimir’s grip, but he was choking on more than just the pressure of Qimir’s hand—there was something more. The air seemed to be ripped from his lungs, as though Qimir was suffocating him without effort. Laro’s friends were all drunk, but not quite enough to miss the warning signs. They kept a safe distance, clearly sensing that Qimir wasn’t the type to be messed with.

Qimir leaned in, his voice barely above a whisper, but you were close enough to hear. "You touch her again and I'll kill you."

He released the man, who dropped to the floor in a heap, gasping for breath. Qimir didn’t spare him another glance, turning to face you, his eyes unreadable.

You stared at him, still catching your breath from the sudden surge of adrenaline.

"Unbelievable." You stormed past him exiting the bar speaking into your coms. "Ian you might wanna put a rush on that servo."

The bar around you seemed distant now, the noise fading into the background as you focused on the path ahead. The liquor warmed your skin making the cold air unnoticeable.

For a moment, you wanted to argue—wanted to tell him you didn’t need his protection. But the way he had reacted, the intensity in his eyes, told you something different. Something deeper.

You had made it back to the ship.

You walked into your room. He followed.

You paced around until you stopped to look at him.

He was... withholding himself.

"I need you to give me a reason" He said softly.

"What?"

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t go back there and put a hole through his skull."

You closed the distance between you, your face inches from his. "Because if anyone has the right to, it’s me... yet here I am." you almost spat the words at him.

His eyebrows, once furrowed in anger, relaxed slightly, seemingly satisfied with your reason. But tension still radiated from him, his eyes blinking rapidly, betraying whatever calm facade he wished to portray.

The intensity of his gaze almost made you falter, but you gathered your resolve, summoning the courage to ask the question that had been lingering in your mind.

“Why did you do that?” you demanded, frustration bubbling to the surface.

“What?” he replied, feigning ignorance.

“Back at the bar. Why did you do that?”

“What are you talking about, y/n?”

You scoffed, disbelief washing over you. You were damned if you’d ever get a straight answer from him.

“Forget it... you should have just stayed at the ship.”

“That guy was harassing you,” he insisted.

“That doesn’t give you the right to threaten people.”

“I have a responsibility to you. You are my acolyte.”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t make me yours,” you emphasized, each syllable sharp.

He went still, as if the weight of your words hit him. But the understanding in his eyes vanished as quickly as it had come.

“You’re drunk,” he said, turning away to focus on the clutter around his cot.

“You would know,” you shot back, a bitter laugh escaping your lips. “I guess we both do stupid shit when we’re drunk.”

He spun around, eyes narrowed.

“What is that supposed to mean?” His tone turned venomous, defensive.

“You know exactly what it means,” you bit back, refusing to back down.

Suddenly you heard the blast doors open and close.

"Time to go." Ian barely managed the words as he ran through the hallway passing your room.

You broke away from Qimirs space. Rushing after Ian.

"So I'm guessing Laro made it back to his ship."

"Yep." Was all that Ian revealed.

You caught up to him snatching the servo out of his hand.

"Get to the cockpit. Get us in the air. Rod and I will handle the drive."

Ian didn't have time to argue.

You got to the engine compartment to find Rod already prepping.

Jumping down, you almost landed on your arse.

Damn those drinks.

The ship started humming and rattling as you guessed you were now in the upper atmosphere.

You took the piece and fitted it to the stabilizer grabbing the wrench to bolt everything back in place.

"That damned thing better work." Ian yelled.

You secured the servo and closed the dampener.

"Punch it." You spoke through the coms.

You felt your hair rise as the hyperdrive kicked then lit up. A small energy surge knocked you back. A loud vroom sounded in your ears as you slouched against the wall.

You took another deep breath, steadying yourself and closing your eyes.

You were in hyperspace... safe. At least for now.

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Time Away, Communication styles and Voice Notes

Masterlist

♫︎ Kiro:

If you hadn't voice noted in the past, then once you do, you find that doing so could be opening a can of worms. You guys can't seem to go back to just texting and calls.

When Kiro is energetic, and when he's away, him voice noting you will occur often when you're in work and he has some free time. (usually he takes it to explore the city and try local delicacies he's in when he's away, and sometimes it's when he's on the sofa and finds himself desiring your company in a way only your voice notes can provide - at least, when you're not able to physically snuggle beside him as he tells you about his day).

One of the first times, it's inspired by the need to tell you his experiences! He'd stopped by a food stall on his time outside of the film set, and he's suddenly bursting with energy about his new favourite discovery and - you're not there and he feels like he might explode if he doesn't tell you.

"Miss Chips, I have had the most amazing thing. We have got to try this together one day! It's like this pork bun, but this crispy dough outside, and it has this sweet dip which is pickled and is absolutely delicious -" *a sound of a mouthful being bitten and groaned at in delight* "-and the owner tried to give me one for free if I posted a photo endorsing the stall! I wish I could take it home so I can see how you look when you try it and see your little cheeks chow down like a chipmunk - I know you'd love it even more than me!

"And oh - did you hear that - someone's dog just ran away with their food!" *laughs* "At least mine is all safely tucked away, in my stomach! Oh - and there was this guy who was busking by the fountain. I wish I had been able to bring my violin because we could have played an amazing duet... But I left it back at the hotel... -But it's probably a good thing - Savin might've gotten mad, considering I'm meant to be hiding from the media, rather than attracting it. I wish you were here, Miss Chips. You'd love the blossom here. At least when I look at it, I can imagine you are right here beside me... Oh and one last thing, make sure you eat well! I know your project right now is tough, but keeping healthy is important! And make sure to sleep well too! Can you say hi to Cello and Applebox for me, I miss their cute little faces. And yours too!"

Basically a kid with a very zippy attention span, jumping from one topic to the next like an excited grasshopper. His zest for life and desire to communicate with you is so expressed by his messages and that love of the world he wants to share as the partner by your side. It's like grabbing the corners of a camera and stretching it to widen to his. Him sharing his experiences that has made him happy is like a passage to his inner world and love.

He always makes sure to express his chirpy reminders to take care of yourself, and how he'd place you in his little world when he's away - imagining of you being on the couch typing away at a proposal, and how you'd love to try all the sweetie freebies the hotel gives him and the snacks from caterers from the filming launch party - what he'd imagine you would wear - and how he'd match his outfit to yours and come striding in with you beside him. He loves to visualise you on the sofa as he gets in from filming, jumping up and bear-hugging him before he even walks a foot in the door. These small scenarios keeps him sane whilst he's away, and he finds it so beautiful when it happens in real life when he comes back and refinds home in your arms.

Most of his voice notes are extremely fast paced - and you love how he unmasks for you, because he feels so comfortable being himself, despite his exuberance! You've told him yourself, that the most joy you get from being around him, is when he is totally himself - and that's the way he can express his love. Talking to you as if you were there, because inside, he knows you will always be listening, whatever he wants to talk about.

𖠌 Victor:

Victor is hard to pin down, because he prefers phone calls to really find intimacy in connecting. He wouldn't waste time recording voice notes, because he's 1) a workaholic and 2) he prefers to be 'in the now' (ironically). He doesn't quite get how people can babble for so long on something that is recorded to be listened at a later date - why not do it over a phone call? Seems like a waste of time, otherwise.

If you did a voice note, he would find time to listen to them, but would most likely ignore speaking back and instead, opt for a simple, sarcasm-laced or blunt reply. If it's based on an interest of his, such as discussing classical music or a new pudding idea for Souvenir, he might be daring enough and record a short, few word sentence reply. However, it probably would end so abruptly it would almost take you off balance to see The Victor Lee reply to a voice note!

You would find it most likely a bit silly and embarrassing, and decide to call him instead.

"Now you decide to call me? What happened to your sudden interest in filling up your break time with your incessant rambling prerecorded messages that are five minutes long a piece? If you dedicated this much time to your new proposals, then I wouldn't have to worry so much about you I imagine your current ratings would be better. "

You deliberate hanging up on him, just because he was completely wrong and yet he still had the gall to tell you off -

And yet, you can't help but feel amused at his grumbling. It was like the knawing of Puddings's teeth on the cat post, sharp and grating but comforting that some behaviours never changed. And knowing it was Victor, through and through.

"So you really don't like Vivialdi that much?" you decide to ignore him, iriterating the sum of what he'd replied in his curt voice note.

*sigh* "No I don't," his voice is filled with an almost ire, rising at the end of a sentence like a child lecturing an adult, "And why did this come up as a subject topic?"

Your laugh is muffled by your hand - unwilling to let Victor hear - , and it's easy to feel the banter returning, "We did a feature on some composers and we got invited as guests to a concert as a thank you. I guess I'll just have to find someone else to take up the spare ticket... I guess maybe Kiro -"

"As your investor, it is good practice, let alone it is wise, to demonstrate to us a good sense in your marketing strategy and expanding influence -" he sucks in a berating-filled breath "and then not offering at least one ticket to them," he pauses, "are you trying to make it seem like you're a total moron?"

His voice is so sharply blunt it would have burnt, a tone so scathingly arrogant it would have left your ear in scratches - if you hadn't felt the tricky, yet bubbling joy in your chest. It was probably the first time you could dare to imagine that your intelligence wasn't soley insulted due to the fact of marketing strategy didn't align to pleasing investors and perceived besmirched impudence.

Oh, are you trying to maintain a purely professional interest there, Victor?

Trying to remain professional yourself, you aimed to calm your unsteady giggles, and let out a breath of contemplation

"So you're suggesting that I cordially invite my main investor to the concert to preserve postive working relations?" you voice is coyly innocent.

His voice is flat, "Well ascertained. I'll come and pick you up tonight. Make sure I receive your formal email invite."

You blink, "But how did you know the concert is tonight?"

There's an exasperated smile in his voice, "I'm the one who recommended your film company to begin with, idiot." he paused, voice becoming dry, "If you read your email properly, you'd see that we had a previous association with them. I've already been 'technically' invited."

The flip of Victor already knowing about the concert, and already having and invited tossed your perfect teasing plans in the air, left you fumbling.

The one thing you forget to ask is,

If Victor had already been invited, was it really necessary to be needing your only invite too?

Victor had a whole adgena of his own, of course, because a professional invite is the only way to justify him inviting her to his box.

☕︎ Lucien:

It always made his eyes crinkle when he sees a new voice note pop up on his screen, the curiosity of what exactly inspired you to go on a spiel about something during that part of the day was always a fascinating phenomenon

The voice notes could be as random as finding a beautiful glass figurene in a window, to the cloud that reminded you the shape of a beaker, to a whizzy article about something new in the science field you wanted him to explain.

Sometimes, his favourites, was just when you were about your evening routine, the sizzle of some beef in the background, and were simply telling him about your day - the little tired sighs and little gaps between topics and letting the silence hang - a simply personalised background for when he was alone and was waiting for the paperwork, and current experiment, to end. Like a cafe ambience video, but one made specifically for him.

Honestly, it gives him an odd sense of comfort in the middle of the night, your voice echoing in his night-lit apartment or when it rebounding slightly off the white tile walls of the lab, the glow of the screen as he glances as the little green bobble on the line of the recording, signalling that your voice was currently ongoing

"Oh I walked past our-that movie theatre of yours last night - I saw um it had the one with Audrey Hepurn in it. I even went in! It was called Roman... Roman - Roman something. Agh I can't remember. Oh yeah, guess what! ... It wasn't a half bad movie - heh -" your voice quickly catches, as if caught in a lie, "Not that I hadn't watched it all when I - uh - came to find you that time! But anyway, I loved it. You know that moment where she rides on the back of his bike - it was so beautiful. Did you know it was actually filmed in Rome - actually you probably did know that -" her laughter is soft, "It... Reminded me of you, actually... How he showed her a new world, and - ah! I'm rambling. I'm going to go - it's late where I am, so it's probably early for you. Lucien, make sure you sleep okay? It's not good for you to sleep so little! Also, go find a snack, you probably haven't had much all day. Oh right, I was hoping to make some cream puffs soon! I found this different recipe - a macha inspired one, it's currently trending online! I have no idea if it'll taste nice, but I'm sure it'll be an adventure. Anyway, I'm heading to bed. Make sure you sleep. Oh - I said that already. Goodnight!"

His chuckle is soft, his pale skin wanly lit by the glow of the phone, his pen scratching lightly against the report, the clock ever-creeping towards the dawn.

Your voice was like the patter of the rain he'd missed when he was in England, during that night of study and the assignment was due. It was the feeling of existing in the same world, even miles away, being absorbed in your world was fascinating.

There was also.. something innately comforting in listening to you. Something he could concentrate on, while the files in front of him consisted of simple admin duties he should really have an assistant complete.

It was the sunshine in the dark, a bubble of joy between the moving of the night's clouds against his dimly lit desk.

It made him want home, he want - you. Despite doing work he knew would help the current state of the world, despite everything else, his home never strayed far from your arms. A voice still paled (literally ha) to what was really you. The way you reacted to him, that was where the magic truly came alive.

His voice notes, on the other hand, would come in the manner during his journey to the lab in the morning. Occasionally his voice rustling in the sheets as he readied himself for bed, slow and modulated, each answer a poetry unto themselves. It would make you marvel at how beautiful his voice was, to make such silly topics of conversations of yours into discussions that felt real. He'd never make you out as dumb, even if your observations were perkily mundane, or wacky or just plain silly. Because you, you never made it boring, because it was quintessentially you - and, just like he didn't mean to, he couldn't seem to find it disinteresting.

The voice notes worked especially well sometimes, because of your odd schedules. Whilst it could never beat a face time as you spent the evening watching a movie together, or how a phone call to tell the news of his arrival home, but it kept the emptier space filled in the times of silence.

༄ Gavin

Gavin finds it harder to begin a voice note. It's much easier, he finds, to reply to yours. Voice notes you make are like a springboard to find the thoughts going through his mind at the time, by replying to you.

His urge to say "over" at the end is nearly impossible to overwrite at first, but he manages to do so. He loves you, but would hate to feel like you thought you were some sort of work message was obligated to answer.

Also, your teasing game had stepped up lately and he wasn't just going to let you win with that ammunition.

It's harder to keep weariness out of his tone when he's away on mission though (on the rare occasion when it's not a communication blackout).

You find it rather hard to send him voice messages when you know he's tired. But you two do have a conversation to work out what was the best way to stay in contact, and decide that he finds the voice notes reassuring, like a status update confirming that you were still maintaining health, but with the knowledge that it was you, and you were sending him things that made you happy. Pictures and silly captions were encouraged too.

It became more about the knowledge of your happiness inside your world that made him pleased, and relieved, to see them. Like a touch on the back of his hand, confirming your wellbeing, telling him you were okay.

He especially appreciated your voice notes when you were sleepy, it was the cutest thing to hear your yawn. Sometimes his chest ached with such longing all he wanted was to lie beside you, stroke your hair with your head on his chest. To look at you like you were his world..

You were.

He prefers calls or texts to connect, it's easier for him to commit to shorter, more instant dopamine-laced interactions when he's on the move. The times that he would voice note you with confidence is when he knows you're in bed, and he's there able to watch the stars from his vantage point. He's looking at them, describing what constellations are in the sky, and if they would be different from yours.

Any unique stars or moon phenomenons happening in Loveland that night, you'd be the first to know. He'd likely send you a text, maybe even the link to the astrology journal if he has time between sleeping and eating before rushing out of the door, he'd send it to you.

Sometimes if there was a local shrine or history to do with the town or city he's in, he'd tell you and even potentially make a plan to go there with you - if it's safe enough after his mission is completed. He's a do-er, through and through. Making plans and being around you feels the most authentic and best use of his time, rather than an online presence. If there was a way to send little notes in the air on the wind to you, that would be his idealised form of communication. Short, sweet but completely romantic. Also, it'd be nice to give you a note without causing you a heart attack like when it had been damaged or stained with blood.

Your voice notes to him when you're on the way to work often lament the fact you'd rather be on Sparky, an acute adrenaline rush before work just the kick-start you'd need to get your ideas pumping. Or it's the flower boutique you stopped by on the way to work, and you'd gotten you guys tickets for a basketball match in a few week's time, or that you'd gotten a compliment from a stranger about your bracelet. A natural, almost organic way of storytelling - light, uplifting and with a hint of normalcy.

Sometimes he wished he could tell you about his day, that information didn't have to be classified, but he keeps it locked in his chest. Whilst it helped to keep his work life separated from the purity of the influence of your life, he sometimes could only admire how candid you were with him. That you could say something and laugh, just like that, and even if you felt silly, know that your words were safe with him. It brings him back to the real world, grounds him in a distantly positive way. With your voice, he can almost find himself refreshed when he gets back to the mission at hand. Having a break and a dose of talk from you, were some of the key things that helped him investigate and keep himself motivated.

Basically, you're his tiny motivational speaker in disguise. >_<

Also, if Eli sees your voice notes, he might get daring one time and send one back if Gavin leaves his phone unattended.

"Hey," *whispers* "Eli here. Currently undetected by our Captain, but -"

"Give it back."

"**** - hey I didn't mean to -"

*recording deleted*

"Sorry about that, Eli was just going to go and clean the locker room. Since it's obviously clear he has nothing better to do than snoop on someone else's phone."

A little "Aww man." could be heard in the background as you can almost hear the loving smile in Gavin's voice, as he said

"I'll see you later tonight, I shouldn't be too late home. Have a good day - uh, bye."

Minor would not even dare touch Gavin's phone after hearing a chilling story about how the last guy who had touched Gavin's phone without permission, didn't come out of the STF compound without needing three showers first.

Eli was never heard from again sure he just survived the wrath of a polar bear.

Bonus -

☔︎ Shaw:

He would not have the attention span to listen to voice notes. And he'd also be absolutely clear about this.

"You think I have time to listen for seven minutes when you can summarise it in two?

"Honestly, if I have to attend another lecture I think I would fall asleep."

"Hey, I'm not being a jerk. I'll listen to you if you call, you know. Nothing can be that important it can't be said in person."

"Stop throwing stuff at me. I'm being honest."

You continue to pout, until he flicks you on the forehead and you roll your eyes

"Fine. I won't then."

"Don't say I didn't warn you when I don't respond."

"I just said I wouldn't!" you huff, and when you see his smirk you throw another cushion at him.

He definitely can be best at texting. Low energy commitment, and he can still tease you with no actual threat of punishment. He will prefer you being sassy back over on the phone, and will enjoy the banter that way more and still leave you stuttering with indignation. It cracks him up.

It's a "she's such an idiot I love her" feeling for most of his calls that he makes to you. He hates that he's slightly addicted to your angry squeaks, like a very silly, angry little hamster he loves to keep on poking.

You hate that you love him teasing and mocking like that, because it was him, capcrious and untamed, loud mouthed and full of an attitude that could worry the frown lines off a therapist.

Stupidly, and beautifully himself.

Soo... Short and sweet, right? 😂

I love these guys. They're adorable. Thanks for reading! ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

[thepaststillhurts]

Mufasa: The Lion King - thoughts

I got the opportunity to watch the movie today. Here are my thoughts.

First of all, let's make it clear: we all need to realize that the live action films have their own canon/universe/storyline. They’re distinct from the animated movies and books. 

That's why I am separating the two from now on, too: the animated universe has its own storyline including The Lion King 1994, Simba's Pride 1998 (plus The Lion Guard, although it is alternative story again); and the live-action universe has its own storyline including the new movie Mufasa 2024 and The Lion King 2019 - and probably later a live action Simba's Pride.

Also, in the animated universe Mufasa and Scar are still BIOLOGICAL brothers to me, like we have always considered them to be. Everything in The Lion King Franchise was based on this point of view, just think of Six New Adventures, the so many comics, Ahadi and Uru, or The Lion Guard itself.

And now about the movie. SPOILER WARNING

The positive things:

The very first thing I like in this movie is that they make Mufasa a much more mightier character. When we look at him, we see a mighty King who could rise and found a new kingdom. And yes, he is much more fit to be king than Taka/Scar.

I like Disney kept Taka as name before Scar.

I love how they summoned the old melodies from the animated movie and incorporated them into this movie. This can remind us Mufasa 2024 is somehow linked to the old ones.

I like the idea of teen Mufasa and Scar leaving at Obasi's command. Actually this is how it works in real life too: young males leave their original pride, become wanderers and when old and strong enough, they take over another pride or found a new.

The landscape and the movie are visually stunning. Okay, let's say I can accept the snowy mountain thing, actually it reminds me of The Lion Guard and the Theluji mountains where they played in the snow.

Hmm, Simba and Nala have a second cub. I ponder what the name is. It's a boy, what we know so far, but who? Kion? Kopa? Or a brand new character that only fits into the live action universe?

Things I don't like:

Mufasa a murderer? NOOOO, PLEASE! He killed Kiros's son, actually he killed Kiros himself by pushing him under the falling rock in the water. Disney, why???

Milele? What???? Also, Sarabi (first) not believing in the Circle of Life? And only when they find Milele in the Pride Lands, they start to believe in the Circle of Life??? Huh???

Okay, I have to say it loud: I HATE THE LOVE TRIANGLE. No, this is not why Scar became Scar! Come on! There is more than just that!

I expected a longer time/scene for Mufasa spending time in the Pride Lands, instead of it we only see it at the end of the movie. He founds it "too quickly", and the animals start to trust him "too suddenly", in my opinion. I wanted to see a longer process, instead we get a short one.

Hyneas in the Pride Lands. You can spot them in Simba's kingdom and also in the newly founded kingdom of Mufasa. Okay, maybe Mufasa accepted them first, but Simba? Hey, he exiled them all after the battle with Scar. Trust me, I know, I am a Simba roleplayer XDDD

FINAL CONCLUSION: It's an interesting movie, worth watching it. But. To me this story is acceptable only and only in the live-action universe. So no, I don't accept this movie as pre-TLK movie for the animated classics.

[cavetigrim]

Okay, so I saw the new lion movie.

Things I liked:

No demonization of hyenas, even if I think it's utterly bizarre to show them peacefully capitulating to both Mufasa and Simba at different points in the timeline. I'm assuming that Shenzi's clan rebelled at some point, got exiled, and then Simba let them back in after they spared him from having to commit avunculicide.

Kiros is a fun villain, even if trading hyenas for white lions is kinda iffy in and of itself????? His villain song is actually a little bit of a banger. I like his horrible sisters.

The facial expressions and body language were a little bit uncanny valley at times, but are leagues ahead of 2019's TLK remake. I honestly really like how they managed to get a far wider range of expressions out of these super-realistic character models without it looking forced.

The movie genuinely looks gorgeous.

Most of the songs were pretty cute and catchy.

I like that Taka's betrayal does have some genuine nuance to it. I've heard people complain about how it "comes out of nowhere", but I really think the movie managed to not make it entirely about the love triangle, and planted the seeds of Taka having been set up to fail from the beginning, while also making it clear that he raised to believe he could do no wrong.

Taka's relationship with Mufasa is actually more believable than I thought it would be. Taka clearly thinks of their relationship as one where he's indisputably the superior of the two from the very beginning, and and I feel like this viewpoint, combined with how it fails to align with reality, have more to do with Taka's betrayal than Sarabi (which was more like a "straw that broke the camels back" thing).

Sarabi was cool.

Obasi and Eshe were neat and I like how they clearly have a very different pride "culture" than what we're used to seeing in these movies.

I wish we saw more of Mufasa's parents before they got separated. I also really wish they cut one of the endless Timon and Pumba gags, and had a scene where Mufasa's dad tells him about the great kings of the past instead.

Taka's pride were cannibals, and they got killed by Mads Mikkelsen.

Things I dislike:

“Mufasa must die for Kwisatz Haderach to rise. Don’t be frightened. Don’t resist. When you take a life, you take your own.”

Timon and Pumbaa's role needed to be trimmed down significantly. I don't know which disney exec needs to hear this, but the photorealistic warthog is not the same kid appeal character as the cartoon version. There's no reason to make adults sit through this.

Zazu is also a little unbearable at times.

Okay, why is the pacing in this movie so breakneck? It was the same thing with TLK2019???? Is there something about the CGI that makes it so that scenes have to be run at 2.0x speed???

Again, why would Rafiki think that this is a good bedtime story for a royal lion cub who's unaware that her parents have fucked off to give birth to her new baby brother? Girl's gonna throw that newborn off of pride rock.

The songs were fine, and they utilised the scenery a lot more to make the choreography more interesting....... but it's still just photorealistic animals prancing around each other.

Taka putting on the evil Scar voice the second he does a face heel turn is incredibly funny and not in a good way.

Mufasa and Sarabi's love song is possibly the most confusing song I've ever heard in a movie or show. What the fuck were they even talking about?

WHY WAS THERE A FUCKING RACE SCENE HOLY FUCK????? WHY DO THE PEOPLE WHO MAKE ANIMAL MOVIES THINK THAT EVERY ANIMAL STORY NEEDS A SUPERFLUOUS SCENE WHERE THE CHARACTERS HAVE A RACE I SWEAR TO FUCK

How long after all those prey animals helped to save Mufasa's dumb hide do you think he waited before he started eating them?

I like how the film basically writes an entire narrative about how leaders should be chosen by merit and not by divine right, but this is juxtaposed with clips of the daughter of Mufasa's biological heir, who rules entirely by divine right.

Shere Khan wasn't in it. Kiros and him would be drinking buddies though..

It's actually a surprisingly solid movie. I'd give it a good 6.5-7/10, but bear in mind that I tend to be pretty forgiving of these movies. Kinda think that there's a REALLY good movie on the cutting room floor here, but it got cut to make way for infinite slapstick segments with Timon and Pumbaa.

Why were Timon and Pumbaa even in this movie? If Kiara needed babysitting, why not just let some lionesses take care of her?

[styrmwb]

Rambling About Magic the Gathering X Final Fantasy - Final Fantasy VIII (Part 1)

I feel like VIII is on the horizon of a renaissance, and Ben Starr is singlehandedly to blame. Let's check out its cards.

Dreams of Laguna

This is incredible right here. Laguna gets to make an appearance, but so do Kiros, Ward, AND Julia. There's so much personality in this art, it gets to use Flashback again, it's amazing. This might be my favorite card in this game (it helps that Laguna is my favorite character).

Memories Returning

I feel like I've praised the Flashback flashbacks enough. Just know every time you see it I love it. The art on both of these is great, and Selphie gets to show up! I love the fragmentation of memories, putting some WAY later, and having your opponent involved really makes it involuntary, like the G.F. is messing with your head.

Quistis Trepe

This is a REALLY interesting way to do Blue Magic. "a" graveyard means you saw the opponent do the move, and now you do it. I like it a lot. While my inner FFV fan would want Blue Magic to be in that game, giving Quistis the reins makes me happy. Her art's ok, doesn't totally appeal to me.

Seifer Almasy

Look at this prick. Look at this asshole. That alt art is amazing I want to punch him. He shares an effect with Squall, but his second effect is a lot more aggressive. AND he's even a knight. This is an amazing card.

Sorceress's Schemes

This art is outstanding, such a great scene that deserves to be rendered in painting form, and I love the way it's colored. Having an interaction with Flashback FEELS like screwing with time, so it's a perfect Ultimecia type card.

Summon: G.F. Cerberus

VIII has a lot of cool, unique summons, and honestly? Wasn't expecting Cerberus but I'm quite happy with it, purely for that Double and Triple usage. It's a simple and easy transition, but great.

Summon: G.F. Ifrit

A little bit more boring of a choice compared to like, The Brothers or Pandemona, but since Ifrit's the very first guy you get, I think this is plenty acceptable. That discarding to draw feels like throwing away your memories for power, which is really cool. AND HE EVEN DOES THE STANCE! Killer art.

Triple Triad

Yeah OF COURSE this was gonna be here. In some very funny way, the fact that it basically gives everyone a separate deck they can play for free FEELS like you're all about to play Triple Triad, this is an incredible way to adapt that. Plus that alt art is amazing with the side view and the board in the back.

Zell Dincht

I don't think I fully understand his flavor? I'm wondering if it has something to do with his limit break being combos that you input within a certain amount of time. Regardless, it does feel very Zell, and they chose a great scene to represent him, inside the prison. We should have gotten an alt art of him and hotdogs.

Balamb T-Rexaur

A wonderfully iconic creature to put into the game. It's fairly simple as a monster, but it means a lot to see it here.

Jumbo Cactuar

This motherfucker has been causing ridiculous theorycrafting since frame 1 and I'm SO here for it. Irvine gets to show up a little bit too, in the art :)

Rinoa Heartlily

Beautiful art; this is what I want to see more of from this set. She's even in the flower field. I love that Angelo gets to come with her, and she can put all her power into her dog. I am surprised she didn't get a 2nd side for her Sorceress powers, though. I also uh. Just realized her last name wasn't Heartlily. It's Heartilly. I need to do some reflecting.

Squall, SeeD Mercenary

Like I was saying with Seifer, it's really cool how they both share an effect, but Squall's secondary is more on bringing back, on helping, rather than aggressively fighting. I really like his alt art, it gives him that proper sorrowful brooding, but making it lonely instead of edgy.

Ultimecia, Time Sorceress/Ultimecia, Omnipotent

I love Ultimecia's transformation form, and the art of it is incredible. They even got the flavor text right of being her unskippable death dialogue. The surveiling and extra turn feels very befitting for her time magic; I really like this card.

Tumblr image limit will become a problem, so part 2 here.

[crypticpatterns]

10 people I'd like to get to know better tag

thank you @flowersforthemachines for the tag!!

Last Song: SKETCH by Kiro Akiyama

Favorite color: pink!! fun story behind this, when I was maybe around 3/4yo, I was playing a game of hide and seek and got really bored waiting to be found so decided to think about what my favorite color would be (I hadn't been able to pick one yet, and it was Very Important that I did, because people kept asking and I needed an Answer!!). I was split between red and pink, and eventually I decided I liked pink just a little more than red. and I decided that pink would always and forever be My Favorite Color. and it has!! hm? autism, you say? inch resting

Last Book: Words of Radiance by Brandon Sanderson. I'm rereading the Stormlight Archive before reading Stormlight 5, and gods it's good. shakadolin my beloved 🩷

Last Movie: Uhhh probably Santa Clause 2 LMAO I don't watch movies very often and I watched that one at the end of December with my family. It is. Fine.

Last game: Genshin Impact. Successfully pulled Shenhe my belovedddd. I played for hours today just trying to level her up because apparently I needed to do a whole world quest just to unlock her boss fight 😭

Last show: BNHA with my friend who likes the show!! Or. did. before. you know...

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: sweet! seriously i have such a huge sweet tooth it's ridiculous.

Relationship: single. have been my whole life. struggles of a formerly homeschooled sheltered autistic ace lesbian 😔

Last Google Search: "the trail of drake and serpent." it's a genshin quest, i got stuck on a puzzle and needed a hint. not a very interesting search tbh but i tried going back further and they're all boring so that's what you're getting. ask me again when i've been doing research for fics

uhhhhm @daz4i @almightyrozenidiot @composeregg @alithiasigma @dirt-apple-productions ok i'll leave it at 5 i don't wanna tag anyone else but if you see this consider yourself tagged! and tag me if you do it too!! also if i did tag you ofc no pressure 🩷

[marymary-diva17]

Just like your Sanok

The saying a child is so much like their parents is always true, and for the navi they could see that when it came to the kids they had. When it came to the navi they had their own phase for the word, and feeling as well. That feeling and phase had become used by one warrior who had fallen, in love with a dreamwalker and soon started a family.

neytiro " ........" neytiro had become happy when Jane had told him, they will be having their first child he had thought his life had become complete. Soon they had welcome more kids into their lives and everything had changed, but when his daughter lani came into his life everything become more different.

neytiro " ........" it was a raining day and he was home with the kids while Jane was gone, with norma visiting some of the human bases. In Jane words he was having a kids and dad day which made him smile, he love spending time with his kids they are his life. As neytiro was cleaning his blade he look at his sons on the rug playing, he had smiled that when he noticed one child was missing.

neytiro " lani" he soon looked at the entrance of the home and saw his daughter sitting there, as she soon looked at him and smiled.

lani " sempu"

neytiro " come back here you can't go outside it raining"

lani " outside"

neytiro " no you can't it to wet out there and it good to be in here" lani had given him the same looking Jane had given, him when she was not happy about anything.

neytiro " you are so much like you sanok the great mother, made sure the two of you are the same" lani had walked up tp him and tapped his shoulder, as she had given him a glaring looking like her mother.

lani " be nice daddy no rude" neytiro looked at his son as they trued their heads towards their sister, who was not backing down just like her mother.

neytiro & kiro " .........." the boys looked at their father no one dare to say anything at the moment, fearing it will either make the girl more mad.

neytiro " ........."

lani " dad be nice no rude that what mama and grandma say"

neytiro " yes" lani soon walked off to go play with her brother as she sat down with them.

neytiro " the great mother has made you both the same" neytiro chuckled he knew he knew, she was going to be just like her mother but he didn't know how much like her until the years passed.

Years later

neytiro " young lady we don't get in fights with others we most, be calm and not resolve to violence" lani had gotten into a fight with some older boys, which results in neteyam along with her older cousin to come break up the fight and called the adults.

lani " yes father and I'm sorry for bringing everyone else in the matter"

tsu'tey " it was good that your brother and cousin had been around"

lani " yes thank you neteyam and Tayraan"

neteyam " it okay little sister"

Tayrann " yes lani it okay no need to worry"

neytiro " now young lady please tell me why you got into a fight with them anyways, as this will get around to other parents and I will need to know why"

lani " it simple father they were bothering me and I did take the high road, until they kept on pushing my buttons and I need to show them what sully women do"

neytiro " what that my daughter"

lani " we don't back down and we show everyone what we are made of father"

neytiro " oh eywa"

lani " mother had taught me how to fight and so did aunt norma, I did was what needed father and maybe they will learn a lesson at the end of day"

neytiro " what is that lesson my daughter"

lani " I can be nice until you make me mad and then everyone learns something" neytiro had looked at tsu'tey who looked shocked as well, lani is definitely her mother daughter there was no lying.

lani " may I go father and do my chores and any other punishment you have made for me"

neytiro " yes you may go and you boys as well" lani had soon walked away with her brother and cousins, the boys seem to be proud of her at the moment.

tsu'tey " she is so much like Jane"

neytiro " I know but it seems like your wife has helped he learn something as well"

tsu'tey " well as our mates will say our sons are like us and lani is her sanok daughter"

neytiro " that I have to agree on"

tsu'tey " so will she be in trouble because if you ask me those boys, kinda ask for it and their fathers are not good as well"

neytiro " no she need get a lecture and I did grounded here then Jane, will be mad at me and I rather take on a Thanator then her"

Tsu'tey " she really has changed you hasn't she"

neytiro " yes she had but I would not change it for the world"

[astrothesleepymoon]

🌙 :: " well gee.. this is embarrassing.. "

🌙 :: " i dunno how to work this.. but i can just tell you all my name..

-- My name is astro.. hello, i guess.. "

➥ [ Hey! there is only 1 owner for this blog and that is me, Kiro! or well just call me 'astro' since it is the character I'm roleplaying as for this blog.. just to clarify-

I am a minor and i don't want any weird anons!!

Secondly : no homophobia, transphobia, zoophiles, etc.

thirdly : please be patient with me and don't spam my inbox!! spamming will not be responded to unless it's something that i need to speak up to..?

fourthly : have fun here! there is also a possibility for angst.. but i dunno! just go with the flow.

and, answer art will be in the range of assets(lineart and colored in) and whiteboard and or Krita doodles, just to let y'all know!!

[also!! on weekdays ill be inactive till 5:00 because of school, so in the middle of 9:15-5:00 i will be INACTIVE.]

Thank you very much and hopefully you'll enjoy asking questions to Astro! ] (this post will be edited, more ask rules are soon to be added) (dividers r from @pfparchive :3 )

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“WE ARE M・T・T・B” - Chapter 2

📍 HAMA House - Living Room

Chihiro: Thanks for waitin’, guys! Chii got Ten-cham right here~!

Muneuji - Toi - Kiroku: ………

Ten: Uhh, you said you got something you wanna say?

Muneuji: Natsuyaki-san, can you explain to us why we were chosen to be your dance team’s members?

Kiroku: …….Yeah……

Toi: I’d like to know too…..! I feel so unworthy to be chosen to stand on stage with Chii-sama, it’s like I’m letting down all the other Chiitizens out there……

Chihiro: Chii picked Munecchi ‘cause there’s endless potential in his gorgeous face that’s hidden under that helmet, you see~

Chihiro: As for Kirokkuma~, it’s ‘cause we’re both TuRyStA stans ♪

Muneuji: Turysta……?

Toi: It’s Chii-sama’s favorite brand……!

Chihiro: And you, Tonya~, you always come to Chii’s meet-and-greets, so it’s natural that Chii wants to talk and get to know you more~!

Toi: Ch-Chi-Chii-sama…..!

Chihiro: Plus, with this team lineup, Chii just knows that both practice and performing’s gonna be super duper fun~

Muneuji: I see. If that’s the case, I’m in.

Ten: Huh, so you actually agree…

Kiroku: ……、……。

Muneuji: I’m almost entirely inexperienced with this kind of dancing. Have we decided on a style to go with yet?

Chihiro: Nope, not yet, Chii was hoping we could all discuss it together~ If you guys got any ideas, feel free to share.

Ten: Oh, I’ve got one. I feel kind of cringe showing my face so I’d prefer to hide it. Can we wear masks or something?

Chihiro: Ten-cham, you’re quite the shy boy yourself, aintcha~? You hid your face in our last dance vid too.

Kiroku: ……! I think….. masks….. are a good… idea. I’d like to keep my face hidden too….

Chihiro: Is that so….?

Chihiro: Ah! How ‘bout we all wear masks? That’d make us really stand out!

Toi: This could help with calming our nerves too! I’d love to have some cute masks…..

Muneuji: In that case, Kinugawa should be in charge of designing them. He can come up with some eye-catching designs.

Chihiro: Munecchi, that’s a brilliant idea! Kirokkuma, can you handle this?

Kiroku: Um…. I can do…. that kind of…. stuff……

Chihiro: Big thanx ♪ Any other ideas? C’mon guys, give Chii some more!

Toi: Ah, how about a show-stopping, idol-styled dance!?…. I think…. that’d be cool.

Chihiro: True true, havin’ a blast is our main goal, but we can’t forget some glitz to make it interesting too now, can we~!? What’d ya think, Munecchi?

Muneuji: I have no other specific suggestions. But if we’re doing this, I’m planning to give it my best.

Muneuji: Since this is a competition after all, a place where our skills are pitted against others, we should take it seriously.

Chihiro: Munecchi, you’re more of a go-getter than Chii thought! But no need to be too tense ‘bout it~! We’re mostly in this for the fun factor ♪

Chihiro: (Last time I went all in, I ended up dragging the entire Evening Group down with me….)

Kiroku: ……、……。

Chihiro: How ‘bout you, Kirokkuma? Any suggestions? Requests are fine too.

Kiroku: I….. um…..

Kiroku: (A competition……dancing in front of other people…. I’m not used to this. I don’t like being the center of attention…..)

Toi: Hehe, Kiro-chan has great reflexes, so he’ll probably pick up dancing pretty quickly.

Kiroku: ！？

Ten: Kiro-chan? The hell, that’s kinda cute. Is that what people call him?

Toi: That’s right. We used to live near each other. So my dear brother, Kiro-chan, and I were good friends~

Chihiro: Seriously~? That’s so cool! Maybe Chii will start calling you Kiro-chan too ♪

Kiroku: Ah…… Haah.

Muneuji: By the way, what about the music?

Chihiro: We could always go with many of the existing banger tracks out there buuuut Chii’s plannin’ to ask Mister unlove for some help.

Chihiro: Since it’s Chii’s pitch, all the choreos will be handled by Chii as well~

Toi: We- We have to come up with our costumes’ designs too….!

Chihiro: Right! Maybe Sakujii can help us out with that? Let’s all bring our costume ideas to the next meeting!

Ten: ……Well then, guess we’re calling it here~

Kiroku: ……。

Kiroku: Natsuyaki….san.

Chihiro: Kirokkuma ♪ Thanx for your awesome work out there.

Kiroku: …..Y-You…. too. U-Um…. I have some….. design sketches…. ready.

Chihiro: Hello!? That was only asked just this afternoon, why are you so fast!?

Chihiro: …..Forreal? And this quality is sooo rad too….!

Nanaki: Oh, Natsuyaki-san. I’ve got the basic outline for the song you asked for. Would you like to check it out now?

Chihiro: Nanamelo, you’re so speedy too~~~! ‘Kay, let’s get everyone on this and discuss right away!

Ten: Wow. That’s a lot of ideas. You guys sure are taking this seriously huh.

Toi: Each one of these designs are amazing, it’s so hard to choose one…..

Muneuji: Even though the song Nanamegi made is just a basic outline right now, it sounds and feels so beautiful already. I like the suggested title, “Kink”, too.

Kiroku: Me…. too. It means… a sharp twist… or curve…

Chihiro: Hmmm~~~….. Okay, let’s decide on the costume designs first! Let’s make a vote~!

Chihiro: When Chii say go, point to the design you like best, ‘kay~?

Chihiro: Ready, set, go~!

Chihiro: ……。

Toi: Chii-sama and I both pointed to the one with the cat mask….. everyone else picked something different…

Chihiro: Alrighty, then cat masks it is~!

Kiroku: I think…. it’s good. It fits…. well…. with the song too.

Ten: Ohh I gotcha, the title “Kink” is a reference to “Kinked tail”.

Muneuji: I see, so they’re all tied to the cat theme.

Chihiro: Nanamelo, your tastes are slaying right now! Both the song and the title are purrfect!

Chihiro: So, Nanamelo, keep working on the song, and Chii will come up with some sick choreos to match it and the masks~

Chihiro: ‘Mkay, now we’re done forreal this time! Meeting adjourned~!

📍 HAMA House - Practice Room

Chihiro: Okay! Let’s give the dance routine I just showed you a try~!

Kiroku: Turn, and break….

Muneuji: And then do a loose legs move here….

Toi: Huff, huff, my legs won’t move….. Ah!

Chihiro: Tonya, are you okay!? Stop! Stop the music!

Ten: Yessir~

Chihiro: Hmmm~….. Chii thought throwing in some basic steps would make it easier, but maybe it’s still too challenging~…..

Ten: Well yeah, our experience and skill levels are all over the place.

Muneuji - Toi - Kiroku: …….

Chihiro: (Huh? Are they starting to feel discouraged…..?)