#aldereign

[aldereign]

❝    but  that’s  my  job.    ❞       she’d had  extensive training    in both the theory and the more    practical aspects of politics,         she’d grown up in the     𝑟𝑜𝑦𝑎𝑙   ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒   of   alderaan,      [    learning it so well that     𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜     she was already representing her father in the imperial senate   ]    without her expertise,     this whole thing could easily collapse  .  .  .    a few more months,   [  𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑓𝑒𝑤 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡𝘩𝑠  ]     &    she’d make it all up to han then. 

THE   GUILT   FADED,     BUT  THE  LONELINESS  REMAINED.           

MARA'S   BELOVED LEIA   ORGANA.     ♡      back from the dead!    credit,

[enchaentd]

@aldereign submitted: my beautiful daughter you are so precious to me

unprompted asks, always accepting!  ˎˊ˗

       it’s a bad night.   another one.   which means allie posted up by the window,   at all hours of the night.   watching.   like she’d know what to do if she sees anything.   this time,   she brought a blanket.   somehow,   even though the deep window sill is cold and hard,   it’s still more comfortable here than her bed.   she counts the stars over and over.   makes sure none of them are blinking like a ship would.   next time,   she’ll pay better attention in the meetings,   listen for the ship names.   it’s so scary out here,   she feels like she knows nothing.   she crossed the threshold to real,   actual adult years ago.   but out here,   in the night,   with only the stars to see her.   she feels so small.

        she’s feels even smaller when her mom finds her,   tucked up and shameful.   of course she knows.   allie had spent the last bad night with her,   and it had just happened.   her mom needed her rest,   she didn’t.   allie can feel herself swirling and spiraling anyway,   past saving,   drowning.   she didn’t need to get pulled into that.   allie didn’t deserve her.   but when she looks at her like that,   warm and mom and beloved,   she doesn’t run.   amongst her hushed,   soft reassurances,   a spill of tenderness,   allie tucks into her,   on the window sill,   not so much rolled up.   “ why does it have to be like this? ”   she pushes out,   two hands,   a half-sob.   “ we’re good people,   we just want to help,   why do we have to- why does it have to hurt so much? ”

[nancyrelocated]

🔎 —   @aldereign​​   |     ❝ I'VE ALWAYS BEEN PARTIAL TO TREASURE HUNTS, Y'KNOW.   ❞ the detective stands over a digital map, fingers swiping over the blue - and - black screen. with every swipe is a small beeping noise, steady as a pulse. the map displays a vast terrain, detail-less for the moment, with a few ridges and notches to demonstrate landscape changes. the woman continues, her voice low to the ground, I've always been good at finding things, too.... and she allows a few beats of silence to pass by. after surveying the entire map, she turns around to face the other, arms crossing over her chest. in a way, she is holding the woman hostage. in another, the roles are reversed. ❝ but it's not a treasure hunt if i don't know what i'm looking for, Miss... your highness.   ❞ the detective bites her tongue, rolls her shoulders away.

THE WOMAN STANDS STILL AS STONE. her eyes settle past Nancy and onto the map behind her, then back again. from where she stands, the detective thinks she sees a bit of a smile playing on the woman's mouth, a slight appleing of her cheeks. ❝ you're missing something. or someone. i was told you wanted a retrieval of sorts, but again -- vague.   ❞ in truth, she had been told very little of this case. the documents had arrived in a single letter envelope, neatly stamped and sent to her doorstep.

its contents were a single line. ❝ 's starting to just feel like a ploy to get me here ( ... ) it's worked. i'm a sucker for anticipation.  ❞ the detective begins her preparation: hands disappear in her bag and produce a notepad and pen, black ink hitting white paper. ❝ THE SUSPENSE IS STARTING TO KILL ME, THOUGH...   ❞ // from where she stands, the woman responds quick and in kind: ❝ i thought you might say that . ❞

the detective takes a secondary pause and nods her head. ❝ can you blame me ? it's not every day i'm summoned via a single - line letter. much less accept a case with such little detail. would you rather i'd declined, ma'am ?   ❞

[ragedagainst]

@aldereign : i envy you. lucky you.

' i envy you. ' jyn pauses, fingers stilling on her datapad. blinks. it's not something she ever expects to hear, let alone from leia organa. for fuck's sake, the bloody death star destroyed her home planet for no reason other than a show of power. her father's galen erso's fucking machine -- jyn's blood, jyn's family, as much as she'd rather not admit it. ( and now that she's the last remaining erso alive, it falls on her to shoulder some of that weight. ) what she expects from the princess is the cold shoulder, dirty looks or sneers in the hallway -- hell, she'd even take a punch without fighting back if that makes her feel better. but not this. not telling her that she's jealous of her. that jyn's lucky.

finally, she dares to look up at the other woman, her brows narrowing in confusion -- suspicion, even. the only lucky thing about her right now is the fact that she hadn't died on the beach ( and that's pushing it ). private as jyn may be about her life, the princess's got high enough access levels to read what's redacted -- it's not pretty. while she's under no assumption that organa's had it easy, why she's envious of jyn's life, of all fucking people, is a mystery to her. this must be some kind of -- some political manipulation or whatever the fuck politician's do to mess with people's minds, because it just doesn't make sense.

" lucky me, " jyn repeats tartly, crossing her arms over her chest. it's all she can think of in response, her words sour and biting. " jealousy's not a good look on you, princess. "

[belasso]

you'll never walk alone - marcus mumford featuring @aldereign

" walk on with hope in your heart, and you'll never walk alone. "

[hoovedrycal]

@aldereign liked for a smoll thing .

❛ Thank you for your.. hospitality. I am.. surpised by the way. ❜ Regulus says. The not so human stared at the other royal. He made a curtsey. He was in Batuu. It was far from the Cervid homeworld. He was homesick, but that’s not the case why he ran away. He had a mission. ❛ I cannot touch you though, though I hope you understand. ❜ All he can do is curtsey and stay a respectful distance away from the princess.

[sherisens]

@aldereign sent : [ blood ] sender notices that receiver is bleeding .

she'd felt it later. a slick, thick feeling on her finger. frightening —  had she not known where it came from. a light blush krept on her cheeks as she wondered for how long had the other been telling her of the cut. neera shook her head, hand reaching for a clean piece of fabric, cutting and tying it around finger. hazel eyes reaching deep brown in sincere apology. she was not so clumsy at all times, she promised ! now white bounded finger rose in the air, eyes telling all the other could know. everything was fine now. a mere kitchen accident. one she hoped was worth it.

it had been so long since neera had cooked for someone other than herself. a small smile graced lips as she turned in rush, placing hot bread over the wooden table with wine and cheese. the wine she had ventured into town for, but the cheese she could make ; and was so proud of it. would the princess enjoy it? was she too used to the finest taste of things? the smell was delicious, at least. 'SORRY IF I WORRIED YOU.' her hands talked, the face a weak grim. 'FEEL AT HOME, PLEASE.' i made this for you, the unsaid came out through an offering at the food. her cottage was no place for the human kind, forgotten and covered with ivy and vines. on the outside the sun shone with brilliant gold. inside, crimson and wooden tones met. neera could not help it ; she was mesmerized by the way leia organa moved and curious and curious as to why she had come.

[alloiys]

my current blog list :

@aldereign : vibes. head bitch in charge

@alloiys : tony stank vibes.

@pr0phetic : new multi muse. ask to follow!

[bunnycommissions]

COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN!

hi, i'm bunny and i'm opening commissions for rp graphics and resources. i do promos, dash icons, icon borders, banners, and i also sell PSDs and more on my ko-fi here. below are some examples and you can find more information about my commissions (+ payment) on my pinned.

(graphics custom made for @alloiys and @aldereign. do not use without permission.)

[yngai]

as discovered by me & @aldereign if you use grammarly for your writing, ai detectors like quillbot will flag your words as ai because, well, grammarly advertises itself as an ai driven writing assistant

[jedimastre]

upon request, i shall be revamping this blog and i blame @wornkindness and a lil bit of @aldereign

[jedimastre-archive]

★ ⸻ GENERAL

name: obi-wan kenobi

title(s): padawan, jedi knight, jedi master, high general

gender: cis male.

age: thirty eight verse dependent

birthday: fifty seven bby

place of birth:  stewjon

spoken & understood language(s):  galactic basic, twi'leki, amani, felucian, shyriiwook, nelvaneese, binary, mando'a, sign language

sexual preference:  bisexual

occupation(s): jedi master formerly, general of the republic formerly

★ ⸻ APPEARANCE

eye color:  blue

hair color:  red

height: five, ten

major scars:  across arms and legs, some major scarring on his back

★ ⸻ FAVORITE

color:   blue

song:   many

food:  he isn't picky

drink:  water mostly, caff

★ ⸻ HAVE THEY…

passed university:  yes, he was a jedi master prior to order 66

had sex: n/a

had sex in public: n/a

gotten pregnant/someone else pregnant: nope

kissed a boy: no, but he's thought about it

kissed a girl: yes

gotten tattoos: no

gotten piercings:  no

stayed up for more than 24 hours:  too many

★ ⸻ ARE THEY…

a virgin: n/a

a cuddler: very much so

a kisser: yes

scared easily:  not easily, but he can conceal his fear far better than his peers

jealous easily: not really no

trustworthy: yes

dominant:  sometimes

submissive:  sometimes

in love:  yes verse dependent

single:  technically yes verse dependent

★ ⸻ RANDOM QUESTIONS

have they harmed themselves:  not intentionally, but yes

thought of suicide: no

attempted suicide:  through missions that would be considered suicide missions

wanted to kill someone:  yes

have/had a job: technically yes

have any fears:  more than he likes

★ ⸻ FAMILY

sibling(s):  one unknown brother, anakin skywalker

parent(s):  unknown mother, unknown father, qui-gon jinn

children:  none ( though i like to think ahsoka tano is his grand padawan. )

significant other:  none verse dependent, amelia lockridge

pet(s):  none

tagged by : @jeditrash ♡♡♡ tagging : @aldereign @kaigome @naboosqueen @fasciinating @l1ondaughter , tagging youuuu

[hauntnarratives]

☼   a  private  elia martell     ––     by  mara.     

this is a small sideblog, housed under aldereign . tumblr . com. please only interact if we are mutuals on that blog. my canon portrayal follows the events of asioaf, and i am very open to writing alternate universes, crossovers, and welcome all interactions from original characters, multi-muses, alike. the story of elia martell is a tragedy, riddled with triggering content. at no point will any of that triggering content (her death, assault, the death of her children) be explicitly written on the dashboard, though it will be alluded to and appropriately tagged when done so. for in universe, i will be using a ghost/vision thread for interactions or defaulting to escape aus for interactions. i have no set fc for elia, as dorne is drawn off of MENA cultures , i will be referencing different fancasts from time to time. finally, i just ask that you be normal. we've all been on this site for quite some time, let us keep to kindness & decency.

[rpccolors]

When will you speak about Maharaja (aldereign/loisjoanne) and all the damage she has caused?

We shall investigate as soon as we can! ☺️

Mod S

[loetise]

 “#” do it do it oditf

cell phone headcanons, accepting.  ˎˊ˗

( sms 一 mom!! 💖🪐🛸 )   i promise ill be back in 10!!!!!!!! ish!!! love you :)<33333

[alloiys]

the    PRODIGAL SON     [ returns. ]  a private and highly selective roleplay blog for anthony edward stark from marvel's invincible iron man.    SLOW REPLY &   MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE.      [maharaja,  she/they,   23]   found on @aldereign & @loisjoanne       affiliated with @frekcles @nexusbeing @markmans @invisblewoman @kingnther @sablynova & @mesmre  this blog is extremely original character,  multi-muse,   and crossover friendly!     find guidelines below!

one.  this is a private original interpretation of tony stark from marvel comics. i own the graphics and writing here, icon psds used were made by creationcolors , goodvibesrph , and my graphics are typically made by chasen / @valaentine ! i highly suggest commissioning her. my beautiful pinned was made by @cherrilyn

two. i  don’t have to explain the various offenses that will result in blocking , by 2024 i expect that certain topics will not be written and certain behaviors are unacceptable. i do not follow whitewashed or genderbent muses, nor do i interact with underage muses that are aged up for the sake of smut.

three. shipping is secondary on this blog given tony's characterization, since i primarily only write ships with my close friends. unfortunately your girl has anxiety about shipping with too many people! he's a very flirty muse however!! | for most purposes, i have developed a strong ship with @frekcles interpretation of pepper potts. unless otherwise stated, please consider that canon.

four. content such as war, gore, trauma, alcoholism, and death, etc will be featured on this blog and i will be diligent to tag as much as i can, however if you need something specifically tagged just let me know. i ask that you please tag mentions of stalking / doxxing and cancer for me.

five. i'm a very slow writer and i ask that you please do not pressure me for replies. i keep this blog as a place to go to relieve stress. i love love comics and just want to share that with everyone!

six. tony stark is portrayed by fawad khan. i made the starks pakistani because its my blog and tumblr rp isn't real. don't be weird about it.

i hate the mcu also. anyway mara she/they. 23. medical student so my activity drops! randomly