#WE SAIL THIS SHIP TO THE MOTHER FUCKING STARS!

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You can go ahead and blame @ruanek & @blonndiec for this shit. SUCK IT UP, BITCHES!

<3 you all. Party in Ten-Forward!

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OMFG I am telling you, the Aunties are a Thing and they are VICIOUS!

comicking practice and also because i love LOVE the ‘asking the family’ trope. btw y’all where is all the mari content?? what injustice. bonus:

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Victor: Bitch, I'm Gonna. Also Victor: Where did Yuri learn such behavior?! Yakov: (Bald)

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Look, what I'm saying is

Yuuri wins silver.

Victor's hair is...

Yuri wins gold.

Altin means...

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk. Now for the power point presentation...

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Okay, but hear me out.

They go to see Beka's falcon. Yes. His Falcon. (Delicious, YoI animators. Feed me more.) Because of fucking corse they do. Yuri will not let that pass. He has HAS to see it.

Traditional dress and all that. Very smexy Beka. They all look good, as they do. Love it. Moar.

ANYWAY!

So they also go apple picking, because Almaty + Apples = natch. You go to Almaty, you get apples. It's what you do.

Now, Yuri be smol. So Beka lifts him on his shoulders and they gather apples that way. Very cool. Fun times for all.

Victor is all: o.o 0.0 YUUUuuuuuUUUUUUri!

Yuuri: Seriously? Fine.

Only it's tall assed Victor on Yuuri's shoulder's picking apples. Because of fucking Course it is.

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This boy would go to the renfaire and be like: I need ALL the flower crown for my Yuuri. ALL OF THEM.

[starsofarda]

Hi, hello, so because of this post I have gotten attached to my random Elven maid who has to sew all of the banners.

So, because I have also been rotating her in my mind like a rotisserie chicken, have some fun facts about her.

Her name is Molinde (Mudriel in Sinda)

She's obviously a Noldo and by Elvish standard she's average. Pretty, but average. She grew up sewing and embroidering, she adores it.

She also follows Feanor and sons out of Valinor when they get exiled, she has not counted on actually starving, so she gets crafty with sewing the sails of the ships.

She eventually gets hired among the others as embroiderer for the Feanorian war banners (bc let's face it, it's Feanor and sons mainly doing that, we will have to wait until the end of the Helcaraxe hike to see more).

She's young and bushy tailed and her faith in the world is still intact. This all will pass by the tenth banner she has to sew, but she's fueled not by law, not by love, not by league of hell, BUT BY SHEER SPITE. A very Noldorian thing to do.

She has had to embroider and sew SO MANY banners one more complex than the others, and she has seen them destroyed, set on fire, torn apart, thrown in the marshes, seized by Morgoth's army. She's fed up.

"Ugh, can't these Elf lords have simpler designs?"

She says, beefing up to the Elf that comes up with these designs.

"One less star is not gonna be noticed!"

"One less star is going to be too close to the Nolofinweans' banners!"

"So WHAT, they are COUSINS!"

And so on. She absolutely knows how to use a battle axe. She has to get revenge on the orcs that set on fire her workshop.

And that's when she says, at the nth request for banners: "Yes, my Lord, I will sew these stars all over, but IF I AM NOT GETTING MY WEIGHT IN GOLD and *Insert Elvish king/prince* as my SPOUSE you are gonna go into battle with barely threaded banners and Morgoth will LAUGH at you all".

She has tried to get married to an unmarried Son of Feanor like that many times, unsuccessfully. She has gotten the gold tho, a meager consolation.

By the Second Age she's in Eregion, basically mothering Celebrimbor and still sewing. It's not war banners (yet), but by then she is known for being That Bitch in her restricted circle of embroiderers.

"Oh no, Lord Annatar, it's fine. By the way, you do look somewhat similar to someone I saw in the First Age, any relation?"

And Eregion gets destroyed and her workshop is once again destroyed. More fuel to her spite. And also she embroiders a huge "FUCK YOU, I TOLD YOU THAT ANNATAR GUY WAS FAMILIAR!"

She does end up in Elrond's Homely House and teaches embroidery to Arwen.

She KNOWS that ""Lindir"" is Maglor. At least one of them survived, that's enough for her.

She sails back to Valinor dragging Lindir/Maglor with her. I reckon that by the Fourth Age all the sons of Feanor are re-embodied. Will she finally get to marry one of them, after all she went through? That's for y'all to decide.

NOTES:

She has had generations of cats. The first one was given to her after the fifth unsuccessful try at marrying a Son of Feanor as a "haha you are going to be alone forever lol" kind of move, but she got attached to the little beast and becamea catlady.

She has embroidered a lot of cat-themed stuff.

Thoughts so far?

[greyskyflowers]

Listen, I fully support the whole idea of demon Zoro but I think a small part of me will always root for a more war god/goddess approach.

Hear me out because this goes in a few loops before tying together but my words wouldn't word right and my thoughts wouldn't thought right. So this is as good as it's gonna get and hopefully it kind of makes sense at the end. 🤷‍♀️

I listened to a podcast years ago that talked about how war goddesses always got portrayed as these terrible women, their stories warped until they were just bloodthirsty and vindictive.

But that's such a shallow, shitty take on them.

Yeah, war is bad. We all know that.

But war could be...

• defending your home

• fighting for the safety of your family and friends

• protecting yourself

• the only way to progress, justice, freedom, etc.

Point is, I love the concept of mother goddesses of war.

The ones that love their devotees with all their heart.

The ones that keep the fires going in the hearth and bring rain frequent enough to keep the soil wet

The ones that offer a full harvest and constant refuge

The ones that speak in gentle tones and vicious snarls

I love the ones that ride into battle beside their believers

The ones that wear blood like war paint and gently stroke your cheek with hands calloused from weapons

The ones that led the charge one steady feet and strong beliefs

The ones that howl like wolves, cry like ravens, and bring with them the wrath of a pissed off mother

The ones that stand in defense, tall and unmovable when someone has asked for safety, when called out for by those scared and desperate like all humans call out for their mothers when faced with death

The ones that say you will not die here because you are mine and I will come when you call

I love that.

I also think that type of role is very specific to the mother goddesses.

I also think that fits Zoro perfect.

The crew has not sailed without Zoro.

He's always been there, right next to Luffy.

He was the first, and that's important, meaningful.

He stands unwavering when they hide behind him, cling to his clothes or arms

He's safety when there's danger. Arguably, I'd even say more so than Luffy.

Luffy is kind of a wild card in a lot of situations and it's a guarantee he'll be dealing with the main big baddie, so it makes him a risky place to seek shelter.

It's a safe bet Zoro will be in the middle of the action too but he always seems more reachable than Luffy.

I also, personally, think Zoro knows absolutely everything that goes on in their crew and on their ship. He hears and sees it all.

I think the one of the worst situation someone could be in is having legitimately pissed of the strawhats.

Firstly, because they're all fucking crazy.

But more importantly, you're going to have Zoro and Robin looking for you.

Zoro carried the title of hunter. He regularly tracked people down for bounties before meeting Luffy.

Luffy strikes and strikes hard, but Zoro had to have patience, that relentless chase, hunting.

I think he lets himself be more loud and careless because of Luffy.

He settles under Luffy because he wants to. He has devoted himself to Luffy because Luffy is someone worth devoting himself to.

Zoro is fierce and strong but Luffy is a king, a god.

More importantly though, they balance each other, sometimes as opposites and sometimes as equals.

They provide something for each other that no one else quite can. They are the same breath in separate lungs.

Lightning and Thunder

Sun and Moon

Clouds and Stars

Sea and River

Blood and Bone

Skin and Steel

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Well, hello then.

The second of the two comics I drew for the latin Yoi fanzine “Gold medal”   Just wanted to draw some fluff and kisses (ﾉｼ >ω<)ﾉｼ ♥♥ Thanks to @char_master and @kimbawolff for their help!♥ 

COMIC 1

[ya-killin-me-smalls]

walks into inbox despite being able to message

ahem fish and madcom

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In a world where life is land and sea... A harmony is formed in most places with their balance. Though, some folk believe it to be a sin to be caught with a sea-breather. Some view it sinful for them to even exist, let alone fall to love with one. A group of sailors follow this code, actively hunting ones that they catch sight of...

A young child born onto land. They know not their father, being told he had died out at sea. Their mother warned them of the dangers of the water, and despite such, they were drawn to it. They ran away from waves coming to shore, still fearing what could hurt them, however they wanted to be a sailor more than anything.

Playing upon the beach, they made a friend. They were shy meeting their new buddy, and their new friend was full of energy.. They called eachother Clam and Scruffy. They made a promise to eachother. A song.

"When it comes to sunfall, and the sky goes dark,

Sailing out we can light up a map of stars,

'Cuz we two are the strongest, with the promise in our hearts,

We'll always be together, even if we're seas apart!"

Scruffy and Clam.

Clam and Scruffy.

They would play every day from dawn to dusk, growing together.

One day Scruffy had to leave to go to the big city. Far, far away from their little land. The two didn't want to say goodbye to eachother, they would have held eachother for hours if it wasn't for the boat getting ready to leave.

Clam gave Scruffy a final gift.

A necklace made with a perfectly intact shell. Those are hard to find on the beach. Especially finding two that matched, it would be a rare chance... Something to remind them of eachother.

Clam grew up to become their mother's son. He grew to be a sailor, too. He wasn't aware of the crew's views, he just loved the wind and the waves. The skies, the sounds, the thrill, the songs and celebrations... Felt like a whole other family.

He'd taken on a new name. Sanford.

The little land changed as he grew. He noticed ships with stuff coming in more often, and now it was normal to him. Though, it was only stuff they didn't have, prefer to grow it fresh if they can. Tastes better. Same goes for fishin'.

"Sanford! Come down over here! We've got a newbie!"

Somebody new? Huh. Been a while. Last newbie was, well, Sanford.

perhaps I am tired and can't read but mermaid au?? if so, FUCK YEAH. if pirates, FUCK YEAH. nice little intro you've got going dude

[dullweapons]

do you remember - drabble repost

❝. . . do you remember skyloft ? or well . . . you weren't from skyloft but –– the settlement ? ❞

the fire was the only light in the darkness . embers floated high into the night air before fading into that endless sky. the two sat across from each other –– alone in hyrule field with nothing but a small campfire between them . the leviathan roared in the background , threatening to consume them and all of hyrule if they dared blinked a moment too long . at first , everyone held their breath . . . although many let out their last . but now ? as mother farore blankets the earth in hills of green and nature slowly returns to normal –– no one spoke of hyrule nor is history. no one was waiting for a hero . they simply let it be. 

ray gave a small ❛ hmm ❜ as his answer . technically she was right –– he wasn’t from skyloft . he was born in that settlement . . . but that’s not how he would tell the tale of his life . ❝ was small back then…❞ just a few families coming together to build a new life . his memories of those days were carefree –– just playing with the other children . learning how to farm or chasing the wild animals with sticks playing pretend . stars were still in his eyes . . . 

❝ i remember it –– trying our best to learn how to walk with solid earth beneath our feet ! the little loftwings were so cute ! ❞ dawn laughs , taking a sip of ale before handing the bottle off to the other demon . the settlement was lovely but –– it felt like playing house . a babe on her arm and a demon ‘husband’ she only stayed with out of fear of dying alone in the wilderness . he was nice to her but . . . she didn’t love him . it took her a while but she would learn she loves the same gender . maybe that was why she didn’t think too fondly of the settlement ( not that she would say so aloud  ) .

❝ oh ! oh ! do you remember when it rained ? ❞ it rained every now and then but they both know what she spoke of . when it rained . and rained . and rained until hyrule was nothing but the bottom of the great sea –– dead and forgotten . yet , she had such a way of speaking of the horrible things to make them seem . . . softer . a normal day . dawn would speak highly about those days because she got to learn how to sail a ship . and when the two found each other again and sailed to the next hyrule she improved her finishing . how lovely , to sit on the edge of the sea and sing little songs as you pulled the next in –– plenty of fish for the village ! everyone fed and the community grew.

❝ don’t fucking remind me –– this hyrule isn't even OUR hyrule . its NEW hyrule . but it isn't any better. ❞ he hissed into the bottle before swinging it back. how long he battled for this kingdom only for it to wash away his victories like they were nothing because he was not blessed to be the hero . just an outsider looking in . half the time hyrule was fighting in wars that were not winnable unless you were favored by the gods themselves. the one with the fancy master sword. blade of evil's bane, the sword that seals the darkness ––– who names this shit ?

he brushed his lips on his sleeve , staring into the fire as it casted dark shadows on both of their faces.  ❝...how can you talk about it like it's a fond memory ? we were at its birth and we were at its death–– again ! there isn't any reason for us to sit here smiling and drinking like it's okay ! hyrule is going to die a thousand times and there isn't anything we can do to stop it ! ❞

dawn’s response was a simple one. 

❝ because it never died –– and it never will . ❞

now that made him sit up . it never died ? how could she say that ? it drowned in the sea . it burned down to the ground in hylian greed for the triforce ! it cries out in pain as malice bleeds into every inch of land until it chokes out its final breath ! ray turned away, brows furrowed and grip on the bottle tighter –– was she blind ? or was her hopefully nature really just making her too dumb to see the horrors of the world ?

❝ now you’re just fucking with me . ❞ he shook his head, tossing back the bottle before jabbing at the fire. anything else than to look towards her. ❝ you gotta be . ganon’s back there screaming his little head off and link isn’t anywhere to be found. so don’t lecture me on the livelihood of this kingdom –– ! ❞

and dawn –– laughed . 

❝ you always think of things in battle . what can you win this round ? How can we defeat the other side, but you know what actually makes Hyrule . . . Hyrule ? ❞

❝...a pretty princess on a throne of gold , who fucking knows. ❞ he joked , jesting with the bottle –– one that was half empty at this point.   

❝ the people ! ❞ her smile was like the sun . bright and blinding. ❝ it's the people that make hyrule a place–– its land doesn't matter. Its wars don’t mean anything if the people aren't there.❞  dawn stood up and walked to ray , taking her spot next to him. bright blue eyes stared into the fire –– ah , that hope . it would be the death of her . but perhaps it was the reason she was still here ? dreaming of a better days for everyone , not just herself but for all of hyrule. ❝ the people that live are hyrule . we are hyrule. ❞

they were quiet for a long time –– the cracking of fire wood the only thing breaking that silence. 

❝ after this ‘end of days’ –– think we’ll finally see peace ? ❞ 

❝ . . . i think we deserve it. ❞ he reached over and put his hand over hers.

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Ryuu Tenshi: Endwalker Playlist

Finished my EW playlist for Ryuu and in true cringe early 2000s fashion, here's both the playlist, and a very long, wordy explanation of each damn track. Well, except when I didn't, in which case, I feel the track's self explanatory.

Playlist here: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLN1DZZlTYVt0yz_JDkuu5l_fkl8aI_QHt

The Wake (2005 Mix); Abney Park

My father said Almost the whole world is asleep Everyone you know, everyone you see, everybody you talk to… Only a few people are awake And they live in a state of constant total amazement…

The awakening and realization regarding the Ancients and the Final Days; opening one's eyes and discovering that nothing was as it seemed.

Finale; Maedon

Your last chance, last summer Your last dance, beat to your own drummer Go out fighting, go out young A flash of lightning, eclipse the sun....

This really is it, isn't it? Why the hell can't the Forum see that? Fuck 'em. We sing and scream because we know.

Animus Vox x How Do I Get to Invincible? (Revision); The Glitch Mob

How do I get to invincible? Who's gonna be there to catch me when I fall? How will I know when I'm ready to, to....... All of my flaws make me out to perfection Lonely hearts never fear flying into messes I can't even lie, I might fight to the death, yeah But only if it feels like heaven...

It's just a very Warrior of Light song to me, ok? How DO you get to invincible/ Who IS gonna be there to catch you when you fall?

Go Small; Seeming

So write the song you need to hear Write it on the palm of your hand When the world is drowned in flames Write something you can understand

Garlemald. We save who we can. We do what we can. And yet. And yet. The skies turn red...

Nemo; Nightwish

Walk the dark path Sleep with angels Call the past for help Touch me with your love And reveal to me my true name

... who were you, Azem? For that matter, who were you, Zodiark? Who were you, Hydaelyn? The only truth we can find to save ourselves lies long in the past...

In Other Worlds; Azem Ali

She's still the key holder Through this portal She courts you now

If love be revealed In the spark of an eye Could all be redeemed In the sea of time?

If the stars embed Like nails into the ground From the unheard prayers That have torn up the skies

Would you will it all away As you sail on your way?

(On your own, you sail...)

Elpis theme. I tried to not just post all the damn lyrics but you should probably look them up for yourself.

Starlight Brigade; TWRP feat Dan Avidian

Can I just stand by While the world dies? (While the world dies?) Starship idling nearby Is it my time? I crawl inside and turn the cockpit clockwise Toward the sunrise

I hear a voice in the back of my head Screaming “This is suicide! Did you hear what I said!?” But then it fades into nothing With the rest of the light and sound I’m on my way out!

THANKS FOR THE SPACE SHIP SHARLAYAN, WE FUCKIN OUT

The End; Celldweller

"I wish we could," she whispered near "Go someplace far away from here." While hoping that small voice would disappear That said "Welcome to the end"

This is both "welcome to ultima thule" but also my song for the original Final Days & Sundering.

Signal to Noise; Peter Gabriel

And in this place can you reassure me With a touch, a smile while the cradle's burning All the while the world is turning to noise

Oh, the more that it's surrounding us The more that it destroys Turn up the signal Wipe out the noise

[...]

You Are Not Alone; Into the Woods; written by Stephen Sondheim

Mother cannot guide you Now you're on your own Only me beside you Still, you're not alone No one is alone, truly No one is alone

Sometimes people leave you Halfway through the wood Others may deceive you You decide what's good You decide alone But no one is alone.

The long walk.

Debated putting this up where Hydaelyn dies ("mother cannot guide you") but it works in both spots.

This Is What You Are; Warframe OST

[Instrumental]

I honestly can't explain this one well unless you've played Warframe. If you've played Warframe, you Know why this is here.

A Glorioius Dawn; Symphony of Science; Carl Sagan ft Stephen Hawking

The sky calls to us If we do not destroy ourselves We will one day venture to the stars

A still more glorious dawn awaits Not a sunrise, but a galaxy rise A morning filled with 400 billion suns

Hey, little bird. Have you thought about singing hope?

Dreaming; BT; Electronic Opus version

Walk with me The future's at hand Here with us Here where we stand

We both know The power of pain We get back up and start it again New hope, no place for tears Leave behind those frozen years

Come with me And we'll go dreaming

And so we go onward, unto the next adventure!

Hey, you might be asking, where's Zenos? Where's that fight?

Well, just mentally insert the Benny Hill theme song (Yakkity Sax) anywhere in this playlist you think appropriate for Zenos and you've got it.

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Over here giving co-authors hot flashes like it's my job. Because I'm the Captain of the USS Find Out. And you're gonna.

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As per my previous: Just presume Otabek is taking the picture... He's trying *so* hard not to smile because Yuri is trying *So Hard* not to smile and it's hilarious. Sympathetic man, out Otabek is. Victor's gonna frame this. Yuuri is gonna pick the frame.

<3

[qvarrelsomes]

╰     ┈     [  bright vachirawit , twenty four , demi male , he/his & they/them ]  in the time of dragons , AURELIO ROGARE is entering the game of thrones . said to be beguiling + vehement , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be hedonistic + hubristic . when asked about them , people are always reminded of a wardrobe of the finest silks and exotic furs, lounging sideways in a chair with your legs draped over the arm, and indulging in every whim without a concern for the consequences . though they are the LORD OF LYS , their true loyalties lie with house rogare and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THEIR FAMILY above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .

basics

name: aurelio rogare

age: twenty four

title: lord

allegiance: house rogare, the prince of dragonstone (somewhat)

gender, pronouns: demi male, he/his & they/them

sexuality: bisexual

martial status: unwed, unbetrothed & looking to mingle !

familial

father: aurelius rogare (brother to the magister)

mother: brea rogare

siblings: none

cousins: saera rogare, others

physical

hair color: black

eye color: dark brown

height: 6′0″

build: athletic

personality

traits: beguiling, vehement, hedonistic, hubristic 

mbti: enfp

temperament: sanguine

moral alignment: neutral good

character parallels: ariel (the little mermaid), leia organa (star wars), indiana jones

biography -

aurelio is the only child of aurelius and brea rogare - his father is the brother of the magister.

he was spoiled something ridiculous by both of his parents - though his father would try to act like this wasn't the case. though, everyone knew. he was also adored by both of his parents.

in fact, aurelio's birth is what led to his parents getting married. though, they quick fell in love with each other.

he immersed in the world of ships and war at an early age. he never had much interest for the war councils he would attend, but because it meant something to his father he would feign interest.

the same could be said for his weapons training, it just never held much of an interest to him but he made an effort for lotho’s sake ! and it turns out, he’s pretty good with a sword. he just doesn’t go out of his way looking for an opportunity to use it.

but the one thing he never had to fake was his love for the world of sailing ! he fucking loves it ! i’m not sure what else to say, this man was born for the open sea !

despite growing up in a sailing focused family - most of aurelio’s life has been spent in lys. he’s traveled to the other free cities and visited a few ports of westeros, but that’s about all. 

he was living his best life in lys when the news of what happened at the wedding reached him. to say he was livid was somewhat of an understatement, but he was held off until ren’s return to lys.

it would be wrong to say he was excited to visit westeros - considering everything that had happened, but he sort of is excited. it’s a whole new world that he gets to explore and that’s pretty cool if you ask him. 

fun facts -

say it with me - this man is a himbo ! H-I-M-B-O. i’m talking no thoughts head empty 90% of the time. 

if westeros had starbucks - he’d be a pumpkin spice latte bitch. i know it in my heart. do with that what you will. 

he absolutely comes off as self-indulgent and i don’t think he sees a problem with that. but he’s not like the worst guy you’ll ever meet. actually, all things considered he’s pretty nice. he doesn’t set out to have negative interactions, unless provoked to the point of having no other option. 

he’s got a taste for the finer things in life. this man is boujee. very much a creature of comfort - he loves his silk sheets and fancy clothes but he also loves spending time outdoors !! especially anywhere involving water !

just like ariel, he’s a collector of pretty much anything he finds cool. money has never really been an issue for him so he has definitely bought a lot of things that’ve caught his interest but also just cool junk he finds. it’s somewhat of a problem.

he’s trained with a sword and honestly pretty damn good at it - but does he carry a sword? absolutely not. it’s heavy, in the way, clashes with his outfits. i could go on but you get the picture. he does keep a knife concealed on his person most of the time. but he dreads using it.

i think it goes without saying that he’s a lover of food. some of his favorites include: lemons, figs, blood oranges, persimmons, pomegranates. he really likes fruits lmao. and of course anything made out of said fruits. he’s also got a fairly large sweet tooth.

this man doesn't know when to shut the fuck up !! i imagine it's gotten him into his fair share of trouble !

wanted connections -

new friendships. he’s relatively new to westeros so he doesn’t know many people ! but he is generally a pretty lady back, friendly dude. he likes to meet new people. 

old friendships. so while aurelio hasn’t spent much time on westeros, he has visited some of the various ports ! i think it would be cool if he met someone during one of these visits. and who knows maybe they kept in touch !

hookups/flings. a man does have needs. he also firmly believes its a good way to get to know someone. he's also just a hoe.

i’m honestly open to any sort of connections/dynamics ! i feel like there are definitely plenty of people who wouldn’t trust him and that could be fun to explore ! because he really doesn’t have any ulterior motives. 

[brooklynislandgirl]

💚 Anakin

Imagine You and Me || Accepting tagging @mynameisanakin

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away... There was a princess who felt the whole world flowing in and through her. Every blade of grass, every flap of a hawk-wasp's wing, the ceaseless murmur of the hungering dead deep within the Bare Forest. When she was still little she submitted to the duty laid upon her by the General and sailed across the stars to a world called Coruscant. For all the things that lived on the back of this world, it had already died a tragic, avoidable death. The princess did not want to be here, so far away from her fathers, but she was the one chosen, and she could not shirk her duty. What she could not know, however, is that she would soon meet her destiny. The boy was close in age to her, and he too grieved to be here. He was small and lost and was taken from his mother. The other younglings of the clan dismissed the boy, but she did not. She crept toward him and shared her blankets with him, soothing him for the first of oh-so-many nights to come. As they grew older, the boy and the princess ~who now was simply ordinary~ bonded together, became hopelessly entangled with one another through and in the Force, and she realised that no matter what happened to him, she was meant to serve, guard, protect and love the boy. And she did, with every ounce of her being. This is where the rest of the story becomes muddled. Some day the boy was killed by a terrible monster. Some say he lived to become a wise and compassionate ruler. Some say he never lived at all. But Melakeni knows the truth, and the truth is that her za'lali was all of those things and none of them. He was only ever Anakin, her heart and her Doom. ~*~ Shady and I have spent years building this ship brick by brick. Inviting others selectively to share that ship, and that au, but ultimately we hoard it to ourselves hundreds of thousands of words at a time, and are in fact, still telling the story. I will let this one go only when I am dead and one with the Force. {{10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000/10, and fuck 'Canon'}}