#darius + mirae !

[thestarfishface]

Recent sketchybook doodles feat. Mira and Darius, 2 of Verity's friends. They are the worst and I love them.

Been using brush-tip paint markers to fill in white spaces in my sketchbooks recently. I bought a set of 'em a while back, didn't really like them for illustrations, but still wanted to use them. Therefore: White space filler. I like having colorful sketchbook pages, sue me

[calciferwastaken]

Sun Haven Brainrot TvT

Transparent version below!

[miravariable]

I've been thinking about a Hisui AU for some of my OCs, here are some doodles based on it!

[moltara]

small expansion on the embarrassingly rich hisui-based au for my ocs i have in my head

[driftrz]

starter 4 @wh1plash

where : heartbreaker bar !

as if tonight wasn’t difficult enough. he’s still not quite sure what the hell happened between marigold, jihoon, and mirae — thank fuck for that, the less involved he is the better — but it was clearly nothing good. certainly, the bruises he’s been left with with aren’t good either, his only consolation that his once - friend sports a matching set. and then, she : mistress of chaos. he had been her mentor, once. one of his first betrayals — with so many under his belt, is it a shock he turned traitor as well ? usually, they ignore one another. that’s what’s easiest. not tonight : already there’s been confrontation after confrontation, and here’s one that’s been rattling in its cage and waiting to strike. after all, mirae is getting closer, closer, headed straight for him — rarity of such magnitude he’s convinced pigs must be soaring. “ what do you want ? ”

[daphnefisherofficial]

bugna: TAKIPSILIM | destiny's twilight

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

Pairing: MCU Moon Knight System (Marc/Steven/Jake) x Avatar Fem!Reader

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(A/N: This update took a lot longer than expected, because I really wanted to flesh out Darius Carter's character here. As we discovered in the latest chapter, he is the avatar of Anubis and the past life of our moon boys (Marc, Steven and Jake). I can't wait for you to finally meet him and discover how he first met our beloved Mira (you) and became an avatar. Sooooooo, I will no longer keep you waiting. Enjoy!)

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE - LIEUTENANT DARIUS CARTER

The year was 1914, and the world was on the brink of an inferno. The scent of gunpowder and the sound of marching boots echoed through the continent, war slowly rising on the precipice as the entirety of mankind braced itself for a conflict of an unprecedented scale. As the avatar of Mayari, the goddess of the moon, your immortality has not shielded you from countless conflicts that you have witnessed over centuries. But something about this one felt different.

As the majority of Europe has been set ablaze with the flames of war, you found yourself walking on foreign soil, far from the shores of your own homeland. Leaving the tranquil halls of Harvard University where you had just earned your medical degree being a pensionada, you have answered the call of duty in the first world war as you were dispatched to the epicenter of battle.

Not as a warrior, but as a healer.

It was a time of uncertainty, and your only duty was to save lives and alleviate the suffering caused by the horrors of war. It was a daunting task, but you were determined to do your part.

It was in a military outpost in France where you crossed paths for the first time. The air in the barracks was thick with anticipation and a hint of apprehension as fresh soldier recruits started to fill the encampment, their faces a mix of youthful enthusiasm and the dawning realization of what lay ahead. 

You stood among the medical personnel sent by the American Red Cross, observing the nervous yet determined faces of your comrades as you were being introduced to one another and your regiment officer. Your crisp, white medical uniform felt heavy with responsibility, yet you bore it with the quiet strength of someone who had seen far more than her youthful appearance suggested.

It was here that you saw him for the first time.

His towering stature caught your eyes immediately, standing tall and proud among your peers as his striking hazel brown eyes seemed to pierce through the haze of bodies and chatter. He stood out, not just for his imposing presence but for the way he carried himself—confident, yet with an air of humility.

His olive brown skin was littered with nervous sweat as he saluted, his military uniform crisp and new.

"Lieutenant Darius Carter, reporting for duty," he said, his voice steady and confident.

“At ease, Lieutenant”, the regiment officer said, patting the young soldier’s back encouragingly before his eyes fell on you and your colleagues. “You will be in charge of this unit, together with our friends and allies from the American Red Cross. Why don’t you introduce yourselves?”

It was there, amidst the sea of young, eager faces, that your eyes met for the first time. Darius found himself tongue tied as you stepped forward, his heart pounding loudly in his chest as he witnessed you raising your right hand to salute before introducing yourself to your superiors and your fellow army recruits altogether. 

“Myrna Katigbak, reporting for duty,” you spoke, managing a polite smile despite yourself as you felt a hundred pairs of eyes on you. And yet, Darius's gaze stood out from the rest of your comrades, his eyes sparkling with bold admiration as he felt a strong connection in that moment, an inexplicable pull towards you that he couldn’t possibly ignore. 

Something about your enigmatic presence drew him in. Having grown up in a family with a deep connection to Egyptology, you were like an undiscovered pharaoh’s tomb to the young lieutenant waiting to be unravelled. And like any archaeologist and Egyptologists he has known his whole life, he has made it his first mission to seek you out and fulfill his quiet curiosity.

The next time you saw Darius Carter, it was in the makeshift soup kitchen. The scent of broth and bread filled the air as you ladled portions into bowls, your hands moving with practiced efficiency. Your fellow medics and soldiers, both weary and hungry after their intensive training, lined up at the long table with gratitude etched on their faces as you started to distribute lunch.

The young lieutenant was but a few steps away from the long table as the line progressed, almost chickening out as he neared. As he slowly approached, you looked up and met his gaze fully for the first time. Handing him his bowl of soup and a half loaf of bread, you noticed him trying to linger, his eyes bright with a mixture of hope and shyness as he struggled to find the words to speak.

“You can come back for seconds later, Lieutenant Carter”, you smiled, amused by his poor attempt at small talk which you find endearing.

“Right, thank you, Miss Katigbak”, he stammered as he ended up butchering the last name of your latest alias.

“You can just call me Myrna”, you corrected with an amused smile, bidding him goodbye as your attention shifted to the next man in need of sustenance. “I don’t expect everyone to get my last name right”

Darius internally groaned as he mildly shook his head, managing a soft chuckle despite himself as he continued moving forward and out of the lunch line. He found himself sitting at a nearby table, still gazing longingly at the long table where you were as he started to eat. As the hours slowly progressed and the early afternoon finally made its way, the number of people in the soup kitchen slowly dwindled until the only ones left were him and you.

This time around, Darius no longer allowed his nerves to get the best of him. With careful steps, he approached you once again, his eyes emanating the same spark from when he first laid eyes on you. 

“Excuse me, Miss Katigbak”, he asked, finally pronouncing your last name correctly with his rich, baritone voice that resonated pleasantly in the empty vicinity. “May I help you with anything?”

“You got it right this time,” you nodded in his direction as you started preparing your workspace for your upcoming chore. “And yes, you can help by carrying those empty bowls from the lunch tables and I’ll wash them here.”

He eagerly obliged, his movements careful as he balanced multiple trays of empty bowls on his hands. As soon as they piled up, he worked alongside you and shared your dishwashing workload. It was a mundane task for a soldier like him, but it didn’t matter as he had you to keep him company.

Besides, observing you from afar was becoming his favorite pastime. Your smooth and flawless skin was the first thing he noticed, a warm, sun-kissed brown with golden undertones that radiated health and vitality. Your hair, ebony-black and rich, fell in long, soft waves around your shoulders, framing your face perfectly. Your facade possessed a delicate heart-shaped contour that added a touch of youthful charm, along with high cheekbones and small, slightly upturned nose that accentuated your femininity. Your lips, full and naturally mauve, curved into a smile that reflected the warmth of your spirit, a genuine expression that made him feel at ease.

But it was your eyes that truly captivated him. Almond-shaped and chestnut brown, they glistened with warmth and mystery, capable of conveying joy, sorrow, and strength in a single glance. Framed by long, thick lashes, your gaze had an intensity that made those who met it feel uniquely seen. Your naturally arched brows added depth to your expression, giving you a look of quiet confidence.

“You never did go back for seconds, Lieutenant Carter” you spoke out loud, slightly startling Darius from his own reverie.

“I’m sorry, what?” he asked, his voice warm and earnest as you ended up laughing at his amusing response. 

“I meant you could go back in line earlier after finishing your meal to get a second serving of soup and bread”, you ended up explaining in which Darius sighed with pure relief. “I was waiting for you”

“Oh, right”, he seemed to relax at your friendly tone. “I’m too shy, unfortunately, so I will most likely die of hunger before I ask you for seconds, Miss Katigbak”

“You can just call me Myrna”, your amusement grew as you observed his quiet awkwardness which you find endearing. “Miss Katigbak is too formal and besides, it’s only the two of us here”

“Myrna it is”, Darius nodded, testing your name in his lips. “And please call me Darius, Lieutenant Carter is also too formal”

“Sure, Darius”, you obliged, prompting a warm smile from the lieutenant. “And now that introductions and our collective nerves are out of the way, care to tell me why you’re really here?”

"Well, to be honest, I was hoping to engage you in a conversation since we’ve first met”, Darius scratched the back of his head, his gaze locked onto yours. “I've heard that you're a medical graduate, and I thought I might pick your brain about a few things."

"I'm happy to help, but I have to warn you that I'm not the most exciting conversationalist”, you laughed softly. “I spend most of my time tending to wounds and doling out soup."

“That’s quite all right”, Darius's eyes sparkled with interest. "In fact, I have a penchant for Egyptology. Did you know that the ancient Egyptians were pioneers in the field of medicine?"

“Egyptology, you say?” you couldn't hide your surprise. "That's an unexpected interest for a soldier. But I must admit, it's a topic I find intriguing as well."

“I could spend all day talking about it if you’re interested”, Darius started, his positive energy overflowing at finding an outlet to share his interests. “I came from a family of archaeologists and Egyptologist, hence my knowledge”

As he started going on about his recent discoveries in the history of Egyptian medicine, you slowly fulfilled his curiosity by answering his questions in correlation to your current expertise, marking your longer interactions with the young lieutenant. He didn’t keep the conversation one-sided and challenged your insights, asking about your journey from America, your studies at Harvard, and your impressions of the war. You answered every question with polite brevity, finding his earnestness both charming and amusing as the two of you find companionship amidst the harsh reality of the ongoing war.

Your paths crossed once again in the crucible of battle. The frontlines were chaotic and brutal, the air filled with the deafening sounds of gunfire and explosions, serving as a constant backdrop to your work as a medic. You and Darius found yourselves deployed and stationed together with him as the commanding officer of your sector. As a medic, you worked tirelessly to fulfill your duty to save as many lives as possible and tended to the wounded from your unit, often under fire. 

It was during one of these intense battles that you truly began to see the depth of his character.

Darius was brave, almost to the point of recklessness, always throwing himself into the fray to protect his comrades. It was after one such skirmish that he found himself injured, and you were the one to tend to his wounds. As you worked, he watched you with a mixture of pain and admiration.

"You have a steady hand," he remarked, his voice strained but appreciative.

"Years of practice," you replied, focused on your task. "Hold still, this might hurt."

He winced but remained silent as you cleaned and bandaged his wounds. When you were finished, he looked at you with gratitude. "Thank you, Myrna. I don't know what I'd do without you here."

You smiled softly. "It's my duty, Darius. Just as it's yours to fight."

In the days that followed, your interactions grew more frequent and meaningful. You shared stories, hopes, and fears, finding solace in each other's company amidst the horrors of war. Your connection deepened, and it became clear that Darius's feelings for you were more than just admiration.

One fateful day, your barracks were under siege, almost overrun by enemy forces. The chaos was overwhelming as German soldiers started to storm the base. Recognizing the dire situation, Darius Carter ordered your unit as its commanding officer to evacuate.

“Myrna, take the others and head to the trucks”, he said, handing you a slip of paper with coordinates. “You and the rest of the surviving sector will be taken to the rendezvous point.”

“Understood, Lieutenant”, you nodded, saluting Darius as you started to help your fellow medics and other soldiers escape first, ensuring they reached the safety of the military trucks stationed on the outskirts. As the alarm sounded, signaling the order to retreat, you urged the remaining few of your comrades to make haste, barking orders left and right as you refused to leave anyone behind.

“Darius, you need to go”, you shouted amidst the chaos around you, seeing the lieutenant fought bravely as he clutched his rifle close, firing shot after shot at the advancing German soldiers merely a few feet away.

“I’m not going anywhere without you, Myrna”, he declared, his voice firm with resolve.

“I’ll be right behind you”, you insisted and started to push him away to safety, but he held his ground unwavering. 

“No, I’m not leaving you!” he shouted, his eyes locking onto yours with pure determination as his tone left for no argument. “We’re in this together”

You sighed in defeat, allowing him to stay by your side knowing there was no time to debate. The situation grew more perilous by the minute as it became clearer that the enemy was closing in on the barracks. But you and Darius continued to stand your ground, determined to aid your fellow comrades and guide them to safety.

Together, you fought your way through the turmoil as the chaos and destruction intensified, dodging bullets and explosions while glancing left and right to ensure each other’s safety. The moment of truth came when the last of the military trucks departed, and the two of you finally decided to make your escape. 

The barracks were in shambles, and you could hear the sounds of enemy soldiers drawing nearer. The two of you made a run for it, racing toward the outskirts where an abandoned motorbike was stationed.

But fate had other plans. Just as you were about to reach the vehicle, a group of German soldiers appeared on the scene, hot on your heels. They spotted your position, and before the two of you could react, shots rang out followed by a sharp crack that rang out. Darius staggered as he cried out in pain, clutching his shoulder where a bullet had struck. You watched in horror as he fell to the ground, the world seeming to slow down around you.

Panic coursed through you as you knelt beside him, trying to assess the situation. The German soldiers closed in, their weapons trained on you both. Your heart pounded wildly in your chest as you let your own instinct take over. There’s no way in hell that you will let him die on your watch.

Without hesitation, you drew upon the ancient powers bestowed on you by your patron goddess Mayari, summoning her very essence that lay dormant within you all these long years until this precise moment. In a blinding flash, your form shifted as the ceremonial armor slowly materialized in a shimmer of moonlight, replacing the former medical uniform enveloping your body.

You, Myrna Katigbak, a simple medic, began to change before Darius’s wide eyes. The initial shock and disbelief he felt witnessing your transformation slowly turned into awe, marking the beginning of your intertwined fates being woven together.

END OF CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.

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[edgyedgelord]

I've been getting so many asks from those in need in Gaza do I'm gonna do one big post to all of them.

I wish I had enough money to donate but this is all I can afford to do right now. Hopefully putting all of this in one big post will do something to help.

[chaoscouncilcreaturecorner]

Water & Beach-Themed Names & Pronouns List

Names:

🤍 Masculine Names:

🐚Caspian - Origin: Caspian Sea

🐳Kai - Origin: Hawaiian - Meaning: "Sea"

🐚Ren - Origin: Diminutive of Rene or Japanese - Meaning: "Water lily; Lotus"

🐳Maxwell - Origin: Scottish - Meaning: "Great steam"

🐚Clyde - Origin: Scottish River Name

🐳Alon - Origin: Hebrew; Filipino Word - Meaning: "Oak tree; Wave"

🐚Solomon - Origin: Christianity; Hebrew - Meaning: "Underwater bridge; Peace"

🐳Earwyn - Origin: English - Meaning: "Friend of the sea"

🐚Salmon - Origin: Hebrew; English; French - Meaning: "Salmon; Peace"

🐳Mortimer - Origin: French - Meaning: "Dead sea; Stagnant sea"

🖤 Feminine Names:

🫧Cordelia - Origin: Latin; Celtic - Meaning: "Heart; Daughter of the sea"

🦑Mira - Origin: Latin, Slavic, Arabic, Sanskrit - Meaning: "Admirable; Peace; Female ruler; Ocean"

🫧Maya - Origin: Greek; Central American Indian empire name; Latinate Variation of May; Spanish, diminutive of Amalia; variation of Maia; Hebrew - Meaning: "Water"

🦑Talia - Origin: Hebrew; Australian Aboriginal - Meaning: "Gentle dew from heaven; By the water"

🫧Tallulah - Origin: Choctaw, Irish - Meaning: "Leaping water, Lady of abundance"

🦑Maren - Origin: Latin - Meaning: "Sea"

🫧Sabrina - Origin: Celtic, Latin name for the River Severn

🦑Marina - Origin: Latin - Meaning: "From the sea"

🫧Guinevere - Origin: Welsh - Meaning: "White shadow; White wave"

🦑Jennifer - Origin: Cornish variation of Welsh Guinevere - Meaning: "White shadow; White wave"

🩶 Neutral/Androgynous Names:

🌊Haf - Origin: Welsh; Icelandic - Meaning: "Summer; Ocean"

🦈Current - Origin: Water current - Meaning: "The motion of the Ocean"

🌊Siren - Origin: Greek Mythology

🦈Tasi - Origin: Chamorro; Christianity - Meaning: "Ocean; Sea"

🌊Dipsi - Origin: Hindu; Bislama - Meaning: "Light; Ocean"

🦈Daria/Darius - Origin: Persian - Meaning: "Sea; Possessing Goodness"

🌊Pelagic - Origin: Greek - Meaning: "Of, Relating to, or living or occuring in the open sea; Oceanic"

🦈Mer - Origin: The Word Mermaid/Merman; Spanish - Meaning: "Ocean; Sea"

🌊Wave - Origin: English - Meaning: "Arched form of water or sound"

🦈Bahari - Origin: Swahili - Meaning: "Sailor; Ocean"

Pronouns:

Nature Themed:

Sea/Foam

Wave/Waves

Moon/Moon

Tide/Tidal

Cur/Current

Co/Coral

Bub/Bubble

Wa/Water

Oce/Ocean

Sea/Sea

La/Lake

Ri/River

Aqua/Aquatic

Coa/Coast

Tide/Pool

Sho/Shore

La/Lagoon

Dead/Zone

Deep/Blue

Hurri/Hurricane

Isla/Island

Nau/Nautical

Ocean/Floor

Sur/Surface

Under/Water

Tsu/Tsunami

Al/Algae

Bac/Bacteria

Kel/Kelp

Sea/Glass

Animal Themed:

Wha/Whale

Shar/Shark

Jell/Jellyfish

Fi/Fish

Sea/Horse

Tur/Turtle

Sea/Seal

Or/Orca

Sea/Dragon [Leafy Seadragon]

Dol/Dolphin

Clown/Fish

Blue/Tang

Ott/Otters

Sea/Lion

Octo/Octopus

Squi/Squid

Wal/Walrus

Lob/Lobster

Spon/Sponge

Be/Beluga

Angel/Fish

Mana/Manatee

Star/Fish

Eel/Eel

Sea/Urchin

Cuttle/Fish

Barra/Barracuda

Man/Manta

Ray/Ray

Croco/Crocodile

Mythology/Legend Themed:

Sea/Serpent

Ocean/Dragon

Si/Siren

Mer/Mermaid [Merman, Merfolk & Merbeing Also Work]

Sing/Singing

So/Song

Lu/Lure

Kra/Kraken

Levi/Leviathan

Loch/Ness

Ap/Apsara

Ka/Kappa

Ni/Nixies

Ca/Calypso

The/Thetis

Ne/Nereids

Oce/Oceanids

Na/Naga

Na/Naiad

Po/Poseidon

Tri/Trident

Tri/Triton

In/Indra

Nep/Neptune

Va/Varuna

Ce/Cetus

Ich/Ichtyo [Ichtyocentaurs]

Sea/Monster

Sel/Selkie

Ma/Makara

Beach & Pool Themed:

Flip/Flop

Mock/Mocktail

Mo/Mojito

Be/Beach

Sta/Stand

Swi/Swim

Ba/Ball

To/Towel

Sun/Sunscreen

Bo/Boat

Beach/Side

Pool/Noodle

Beach/Chair

Bu/Bucket

Palm/Tree

Tree/Tree

Sun/Sun

Sha/Shade

Sha/Shadow

Pool/Pool

San/Sand

Go/Goggles

Sur/Surf

Sun/Sunset

Re/Resort

Salt/Salt

Sand/Sandcastle

Ya/Yacht

Fi/Fishing

Fin/Fins

Emoji Themed:

🐢/🐢s

🐍/🐍s

🐙/🐙s

🦑/🦑s

🪼/🪼s

🦐/🦐s

🦞/🦞s

🦀/🦀s

🐡/🐡s

🐠/🐠s

🐟/🐟s

🐬/🐬s

🐳/🐳s

🐋/🐋s

🦈/🦈s

🦭/🦭s

🐊/🐊s

🌴/🌴s

🐚/🐚s

🪸/🪸s

🍹/🍹s

🦩/🦩s

🛟/🛟s

⚓/⚓s

🪝/🪝s

🏝️/🏝️s

🌅/🌅s

🏖️/🏖️s

⛱️/⛱️s

🩴/🩴s

🫧/🫧s

🌊/🌊s

🍧/🍧s

🧊/🧊s

🍨/🍨s

🍦/🍦s

🥤/🥤s

🍸/🍸s

🍹/🍹s

🦩/🦩s

🛟/🛟s

⚓/⚓s

🪝/🪝s

🏝️/🏝️s

🌅/🌅s

🪨/🪨s

🌙/🌙s

🌑/🌑s

🌒/🌒s

🌓/🌓s

🌔/🌔s

🌕/🌕s

🌖/🌖s

🌗/🌗s

🌘/🌘s

👡/👡s

🥽/🥽s

🏄/🏄s

🚣/🚣s

🤿/🤿s

🪸These weren't requested, just decided to post some things as well until we start to get requests!

🪼All of the dividers are from: saradika.tumblr.com! Thank you so much for these beautiful dividers! ^^

~ Created Mainly By: 🧨⛓️📻 {{ Wilbur/Alastor }}

[return-to-twisted-wonderland]

Vil soon discovers the power Darius' Outfits hold as Movie Offers and Interview Requests with Lead Roles start pouring in. However, it's when he asks that question to Mira.

Mira: At this moment in time, the search with the keyword 'beauty' is Vil Schoenheit.

[Elsewhere]

Darius (Looking between two different shades of Lavender): Hm... This one would compliment his eyes more. (Gets a chill)

Vil: Excellent.

Rook: Roi du Poison.

Vil: I've learned my lesson, Rook. It's just nice to be on top.

[slugterra-twisted-ends]

Surface Bound Ask Desk

Welcome to our wonderful town, Darefield! And the most prestigious school in the county, Darefield High School. If you have any questions, perhaps our lovely staff and student body can help provide answers. If not them, perhaps our other town-residents can provide answers.

Darefield High;

Principal Thaddeus Blakk

Ex Principal Viggo Dare

Vice Principals Maurice Andrade and Diablos Nachos, Ex Vice Principal Will Shane

Admin Staff Janice Lewis (also the BearTech CEO), Ex Admin Staff Jane Doe Blakk

School Based Officer Millard Miller

Maintenance Workers Welder Walter and Lil Stevie

Janitor Pronto Geronimole

Lunch Staff Boss Ember, Munch, Straggus and Mongo

School Nurse Mira Serene

Teachers Lucas Bravado, Quill Wright, Gar Revelle, C.C Pitcher, Tobias Sims, Katherine McGregor, Quintin Kowalski, Kord Zane, Redhook, Katrina Drake, Darius Yorman, Locke McHaw, Lode McHaw, Mr Saturday, King (of Sling!), Sedo Garcia, Mario Bravado, Judge Logan

Libarian Shanai

Bootcamp Coordinator Sargent Slug

9th Graders Tad Blakk, Sally, Dandelion Redwall

10th Graders Eli Shane, Beatrice 'Trixie' Sting, Tristan 'Twist' Spencer

11th Graders Jacob 'Trip' Lewis, Billy, Shorty

12th Graders Brodie, Glasses, Desdemona, Croesus

Darefield Townsfolk

Police Chief Coop

Police Officer Tom Por

Roman 'Twist Sr' Spencer

Howard and Syliva, Twist's adoptive parents

Mafia Boss Ivor Lewis

Doctor Nathaniel Serene

Woods Ranger Marie Serene

Mechanic Grendel and the rest of the Shock n Rollers Auto

Leader of the Seadogs Gang, Malvolio Drake

Treasurer of the Seadogs Gang, Mr. Watts

Leader of the Gold Looters Gang, Brutale Drake

Town lunatic Blite

Gameshow host; the Game Master

Famed explorer Andre Geyser

Local hunter, Gerald Stocker

Nascar Racer Vance Bolt

Hollywood Star Max Jackson

Sports Coach Primo Presto

Big City Brutes Football Players Thrasher, Sid the Kid, Rubin Evren and Rookie Waylon

News Casters Blast Vanderhuge and Bob Johnson

Dorium University Owner Dorium

Dorium University Professor Bartholomew

Dorium University students Dana Por, Flame, Frost, Shockwire, Fav Powers, Marcus Powers and Gabe Powers

Convenience Store Owner Sprinks

Elementary School Teacher Trina (Trini's mom!)

4th Grader Trini

Darefield Mayor Indra

Citizens Jacques, Bryce Estavan

BearTech Guards Behemoth and John Bull

Jimmo Shane, the ex-defender of Slugterra

Meng Yao Shane [REDACTED]

Shadow Priest Tullius, Shadow Chief Demetrius, Slug Healer Guardian Thrasos and the rest of the Shadow Clan

Brimstone and the Dark Bane...?

In an exchange program, Darefield High was able to welcome a Chinese-English Language Class with the help of Peach Blossom Hill High

Peach Blossom Hill High:

Principal Emperor Qin Shi Huang

Vice Principal Lian Dai Fu

Maintance Workers Morv and Oogebly

Janitor Orion Burrows

Teachers Junjie Yang, Drucilla Hou, Old Man Hou, Swick Leung, Holt Whyte, Jonny Mann, Sleade, Yarry, Hamangku Du, Flower Lin, Scar Chai, Tiger Jin, Celestia Starsworn

6th Grader Symothy

7th Grader Hoshi

Locals of Peach Blossom High

Bartender Nathan

Local Cryptid the Pyritor

Have fun asking away with this fun AU!

[thestarfishface]

D&Doodles from yesterday's session: Verity and Willow! More details under the cut.

Willow is the last member of Verity's old party- a cheerful bard and also Verity's oldest friend. I had a few ideas for her design in my head- twin braids, rounder features to contrast against Mira and Darius, etc.- but hadn't actually worked on her design much. Still want to do some more iterations, but we're getting there. I like the fluffier bangs.

And then some lil' Verity doodles! Drew a few versions of her as a kid (around the age she would have met Willow), plus the outfit she's wearing in my Fields of Mistria version of her, and also Verity-themed boba, because I keep coming up with cute "What if my characters had collab cafe drinks" ideas and it's cute, send help.

Also, I bought some washi tape and am finally using it for page decoration and filling empty space. Prepare to see more of that.

[starlightrows]

14 — The Understanding

The Queen of Tatooine

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Pairing: Boba Fett x reader

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: Injury, healers/doctors, insecurity, self doubt, working on healthy communication

Summary: Boba struggles to accept the limitations and realities of his life. You struggle to find the best way to be a supportive partner.

AN: Listen, I don’t know what happened. Time is a weird soup and I for sure thought less time had passed since my last update. Also I know this chapter is short, but the next chapter is already in the works and will be coming out soonish!

Happy Star Wars Day!

When you and Boba arrive back on Tatooine, he struggles to get down the ladder on his bad leg. He pauses at the ship’s ramp.

“Cyare, you and I must not show that anything on this mission went wrong. Our staff can not know of my injury” he says

“I can go first and send all the staff away so you can get to our room without being seen” you offer

“No, that would look suspicious. I must walk under my own power and appear normal” he explains

You frown, you’re no expert but you know that injury is pretty serious and he should not be putting an weight on it at all. “May I call Darius to come look at your knee? I will have him be discreet”

He grumbles in frustration. Boba always hated seeing healers or doctors. As a child he got poked and prodded at by the doctors on Kamino a lot, as a reckless young man he often got hurt on jobs and mostly wouldn’t be seen by a healer until it was nearly too late. As an adult, he just doesn’t want to be told what he already knows; he’s getting too old for this.

But you are standing there, looking at him with genuine fear and concern for his well being. And the idea of disappointing you is more painful to him than what he feels in his leg, or his distaste of seeing a healer.

“Oh alright” he relents “Have him come by later today after things have died down from our return home”

You give a little nod, and stand up straight. Wanting to look composed when the ramp drops. Boba leads the way down the ramp and into the palace. To your surprise, you don’t encounter that many staff once you get inside. Just some guards and Fennec.

“We will speak later” Boba says gruffly to Fennec, passing by her and heading towards the bed chambers. She shoots you a look, but doesn’t comment.

“I‘ll join you shortly” you say softly to him, breaking off to go down to the kitchens to speak to the staff about having dinner prepared and delivered to your chambers tonight. And to stop in an empty hallway to send a com message to Darius, requesting he come by the palace this evening.

He replies quickly I don’t think I can say no to a request from the king, what time?

You indicate a time after dinner would be finished and instruct him on where to go to draw the least amount of attention to the fact that he would be arriving. Then you head down to the kitchens.

Mira gets so excited when you come down the stairs, Talece looks happy too, but contains her excitement a bit more than her friend, wanting to be professional.

“How was your trip my lady?” Talece asks, bringing out a tray of finger foods that she and Mira had prepared ahead of time for your arrival.

“Well, the mission was accomplished. But it didn’t go quite as expected” you tell them

“Can you tell us anything? Or is it a secret?” Mira asks

“Unfortunately my dear, I think it’s probably better you didn’t know” you smile “But if that ever changes I’ll tell you the whole story”

Mira looks a little disappointed, but ultimately she understands. She and Talece finish preparing the tray of food, and help you carry it as well drinks for Boba and yourself up to your chambers. They bid you goodnight and scurry off to finish cooking supper for the rest of the palace staff.

When you enter the room you are shocked to see Boba sitting on the ground next to the bed. You drop the tray of food down onto the table unceremoniously, and rush to his side. It looks as if he collapsed trying to make it to sit down on the bed, and is now just trying to remove his armor.

“Here, let me help you with that” you say gently, beginning to undo the latches of his armor and put each piece away properly.

Boba doesn’t say anything or make eye contact the entire time, but he moves his arms and legs to help assist you in removing each piece of beskar. When he is down to just his underclothes, you squat down and get his arm around your shoulders.

“This is the last step darling, then you can rest” you assure him. He grumbles some kind of acknowledgment to your words, and stands up with your help. The transfer to the bed is simple, but he feels like a massive burden on you at this moment.

You busy yourself by fluffing up the pillows, placing an extra pillow under his injured knee, filling a glass of water and placing it on his nightstand, and starting to unpack. He watches you flitting about, making a little plate of the finger foods to bring over to him from the bigger serving platter.

He can see the shadow of who you were, before coming here with him. Cooking, cleaning, keeping busy every waking hour of the day, usually in the service of others.

“Come lay down for a while, mesh'la” he says, lifting an arm for you to join him.

You glance over your shoulder at him and give him a quick smile before turning back to the table. You bring the little plate of food you’ve set up for him and offer it “Are you hungry? Can I get you anything else before the healer comes?”

He accepts the plate and places it on the nightstand before looking at you. “Can you do something for me?” He asks

“Anything” you say earnestly

“Lay down with me”

That pulls you up short. You look at Boba, laying against the pillows with his knee propped up. Looking exhausted and honestly a little frustrated. Your face softens and you reach out your hand to take his.

“I’m doing too much” you realize, feeling a bit bad and now thinking you’ve overwhelmed him.

“No” he shakes his head “You asked if there was something I wanted. I want to lay down with you”

You nod your head, take off your shoes and climb onto the bed with him. He opens his arm once more, inviting you to come in close to him. You lay in the space he’s created for you, and snuggle up. He gives a big contented sigh as you settle in.

“Ahhh, that’s better” wraps his arm around you, and closes his eyes.

You cuddle into him a little more and relax a little too, though you’re still pretty concerned about having his knee checked out by the healer.

“Sorry about before” you say after a few quiet minutes

“For what cyare?”

“For…. coddling you I suppose”

“That is not why I asked you to come lay down with me” he says, rubbing your shoulder with his thumb “You told me our excursion was going to be a vacation, and that had to be cut short. I had every intention of doting on you on that trip, and taking all of your worries and responsibilities away for a while. I still want you to relax and not worry so much, even though we can’t be on our vacation”

“We can relax together. The girls made us this lovely spread and Darius won’t be here for a few hours, we can put on a show and just unwind a little” you sit up and reach over to bring the plate of food

Boba would much rather be serving you fruit and cheese from a silver platter, but he could settle for this. He puts a show on the holo and indulges in the snacks, the long day of travel after the hunting ordeal is weighing on him. He’s more tired than he wants to admit, after a while he can’t help nodding off.

You take the tray away and pass it along to a servant with a warm smile and instruction to thank Mira and Talece for being so thoughtful to prepare this for you. You finish tidying the room and unpacking as quietly as you can so you don’t disturb his rest. When you’re finished you sit back on the bed with Boba and watch the show by yourself.

A knock on the door rouses you from the light sleep you didn’t even realize you had slipped into. Beside you Boba is also waking up from a nap as well, rubbing his eyes and searching for his com to determine how much time has passed. You slide off of the bed quickly and go to the door.

Darius stands in the hallway, escorted by Tems and Harlan with a bag you assume is full of medical equipment. He gives you a look when you open the door.

“You didn’t tell me there would be goons waiting at the door” he snips

“I asked you to come to the palace, how could there possibly not be guards” you open the door wider and let him in. Boba has sat himself fully upright and has composed himself, no trace of napping, idleness or weakness of any sort to be seen.

“My lord” Darius addresses Boba respectfully “My name is Darius, your… partner… tells me that you were shot yesterday”

You sit back in a chair and let Darius do his job, examining the knee, palpating it, running various scans and tests, moving Boba’s leg through some range of motion exercises. Boba scowls the entire time and gives short, curt answers.

“Well, luckily for you it appears you haven’t damaged anything irreparable. But you need to be consistent about following the regime I will leave you with” Darius says taking out some medications for Boba to take over the next week to encourage healing “And you will need to be on bed rest for the next three days at minimum”

“Out of the question” Boba snaps

“My lord it’s bad enough that you were walking around yesterday and today. If you want your leg to heal you have to do this” Darius counters

Boba grumbles and looks away from Darius. Darius turns to you, “My lady” You stand and approach them. Darius starts running through the medicines he’s leaving for Boba, you do your best to remember all of it. “And make sure he complies with the bed rest orders, it is vital to the healing process”

“Of course, thank you” you lead him towards the door

“I’m serious about that bed rest” he whispers as you hand him a purse of credits “Force him if you have to”

You nod silently, and shut the door behind him. You turn back to Boba, he’s turned himself away to face the balcony doors, scowling at the sky beyond. You approach tentatively and sit beside him. You stroke his arm gently and lean your head on his shoulder.

“I hate doctors” he huffs

“You also don’t like people telling you what to do” you smile a little.

He hums in acknowledgment but doesn’t respond. He’s quiet the rest of the night, begrudgingly allowing you to serve him more food and turning in early for the night.

Boba makes it through the first day of bed rest, albeit working the entire time from his data pad. You do your best to give him some space and not baby him, but you are diligent in tending to his wound.

By the second day he is no longer willing to cooperate with bed rest or coddling of any kind. You catch him putting on his armor by himself when you come into your chambers at midday to have lunch with him and check on his leg.

“What are you doing?” You ask in shock “You’re supposed to be on bed rest”

“I am fine mesh’la. I need to get back to work” he insists forcing himself to stand all the way up

“Boba please! Please don’t do this, you have to rest” you plead, putting yourself in front of him in an effort to prevent him from going anywhere.

“I have made up my mind about this cyare. Stand aside” he says

You shake your head “No… you can’t. I won’t let you”

He stares at you for a long moment, not moving to counter you but not relenting to your wishes either. He says your name slowly, no mesh’la or cyare or princess to soften himself. He needs you to hear him. “Please. I have to do this. I have to go back to working”

“Why?” You stand rooted on the spot. He’s never acted like this before and it’s beginning to scare you, you won’t move without some kind of explanation.

“If I am not working. If I am not having these meetings, making these deals, seeing to the needs of our people, then I am not providing for you and I can’t—” his voice breaks and he looks away from you for a moment “I can’t protect you if I’m laying useless in bed”

“That’s what this is about? It’s only a few days, my love. We have a palace full of guards to protect us while you get better. I’m not worried about—“

“It’s more than that” he cuts you off. He gives in and sits back down on the bed, his throbbing knee will not allow him to stand any longer.

You sit beside him and resist the urge to start taking the armor back off of him “Talk to me. What’s going on that I’m not seeing?”

He doesn’t say anything for a few moments, he stares down hatefully at his leg and his fathers’ armor.

“I’m not the man I used to be. Not the man I should be.” he sighs “I used to get shot, slashed, strangled, stabbed and bounce back in time to take another bounty within the week. I have my armor back. My skin has healed. I have a palace as a base of operations. I should be as I was. I should be strong like my father. When he died he was still in his prime. I’m younger than he was when he passed. And yet I feel twice my age”

Your heart aches. You never would have known he was feeling this way if he hadn’t said anything.

“Boba… you are still strong. You have protected me. You have provided me with a life so far beyond what I ever thought was possible. I love you so much, but you aren’t protecting anyone by pushing your body to a breaking point”

“I shouldn’t have a breaking point, at least not this low of a standard for one” he grumbles

“This galaxy is cruel and unforgiving. I know it, you know it, everyone who has ever lived knows it. This galaxy takes and takes and takes. My parents, my inn, your mother and father, your strength” You reach out and take his hand “But the galaxy also gave me you. And the truth is I am selfish. I want to keep you… I won’t allow you be taken away from me”

He looks up from your joined hands to your face. Your pretty face, full of sadness and determination he did not expect to see. You are serious about this.

“You want to keep me?” He huffs out a half breath chuckle

“Yes. I want to keep you for a long long time”

“How long?”

You meet his gaze “Forever”

“Then I am yours forever. I will follow the healer's recommendations and I will make an effort to take better care of myself” he reaches for you, caressing your cheek.

“Thank you” you smile gently, leaning into his hand. “You know, since you’re in a position of power now. The King of Tatooine. We have plenty of guards and household staff, maybe you should look into hiring some more help with the business side of things”

“I got into this mess with my leg by placing too much trust in hired men” Boba points out

“That’s true I suppose” you admit

“But, it didn’t have to be me that went after them. I could have hired a bounty hunter” he says sitting back a little

“Or sent Fennec” you nod

“Hm, I prefer to keep her in the palace. She is head of the guards and security here” he makes a bit of a face “But I suppose I should hire someone capable to be the one I send out to take care of things off world”

“Just something to think about. I’m sure it will take some things off your plate” you smile a little, happy he seems to be seriously considering your suggestion.

“Thank you cyare. Where would I be without you?” He kisses you sweetly

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Do u want to talk abt ur ocs..... I actually followed you initially bc they seemed so interesting and silly and I want to know more if you feel like sharing :)

I still can’t believe some ppl follow me for my ocs bc it’s usually for my fanart so this is really nice to hear! I have a couple stories/universes but the main one I’ve been…developing (it’s on and off) since I was like 13/14 is about these two kids named Keiko and Rolin!! Im still doing a lot of world and lore building but the main gist is that Rolin is a teenage boy turning 16 who returns to his hometown to live with his aunt and meets a strange young girl named Keiko (debating on making her 10-12 idk she was originally 10). I won’t go too much into like Lore stuff but she has like..my own version of clairvoyance. They are kind of opposites, with Rolin being introverted and jaded, and Keiko being loud and optimistic but they are both silly.

I think it’s been said before but the whole driving relationship of the story is the two of them going on adventures throughout the city and solving mysteries while simultaneously becoming family and finding a real home within each other and the people they’ve met and learned to love 😚

Now the story is centered around Rolin and Keiko, but a big focus is on the cast of characters that fill mostly Rolins life. Mira and Artie were friends with Rolin when they were kids before Rolin left with his mom, and all three grew up and have been living their own lives, but when Rolin comes back they get a chance to reconnect (with Keiko’s help). Valoryn (Val) is also new in town, and befriends Rolin and Keiko. This is just a messy fast doodle of them I have better art in my oc tags🙏

Some old sketches

The other major cast is Rolin’s family, and Rolin has always been Asian so as I worked on the story his family kept getting more and more relevant especially with a major theme of the story being about the connections you have with people in your life so like I can’t leave them out. And I’ve never settled on an Asian ethnicity until recently where I was like I might as well make him Filipino so I can base his family off my own🫡 Cousins (both blood and not) that are years older than you but treat you like siblings and give u silly nicknames 🫶

Now Diana (or Deedee) is one of those characters I’ve had for a long time, and I made her because I liked those laidback mentor figures in anime (like Qrow from rwby) and wanted a laidback lady one 🤷🏻‍♀️ she also has some Misato from nge influence. She has always been written to be a mentor figure to Rolin and Keiko, and at one point I think I was going to make her his actual aunt but stuck to her being just a cousin so I could write about her relationship with her mom 🫶 Unlike her brother Darius, she does not live with her mom and Rolin has to go out of his way to meet her.

And Rolin’s parents’ story aren’t the main focus (they aren’t really present themselves in the main story) and it’s mostly just flashback stuff but they r silly and sad and I love drawing them 😼

I could go into more detail but that’s an overview of some of the characters

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hi i forgot how to draw

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Twisted Wonderland Oc Masterlist

Ramshackle

Ellis Clawthorne (The Ramshackle Prefect)

Heartslabuyl

Astrid Aneira (Twisted from Anna)

Molly Primrose (Twisted from Wendy Darling)

Savanaclaw

Artemis Woodman (Twisted from Man)

Octanivelle

Fabian Nacht (Twisted from Flynn Rider)

Marina Baleen (Twisted from the Neverland Mermaids)

Scarabia

there seems to be nothing here…

Pomfiore

Stella Vega (Twisted from the Wishing Star)

Odette Cygnet (Twisted from Duchess Swan)

Ignihyde

Aimée Amore (Twisted from Aphrodite)

Sabrina Von Puppe (Twisted from Sally)(coming soon...)

Diasomnia

Victoria Le Fay (Twisted from the Three Fairies)

Ivy Villosa (Twisted from Rosetta)

Gwendolyn Schnee (Twisted from Periwinkle)

Terrovania (belongs to @/terrovaniadorm/@/hallowed-delights)

Alice Darius (Twisted from Lady Dimitrescu)

Lilith Winchester (Twisted from Lucy Westenra)

Lizzie Shelley (Twisted from Lisa Swallows)

Staff

Margaret Parapluie (Twisted from Mary Poppins)(coming soon...)

Edward Rodgers (Twisted from Captain Hook)(coming soon...)

RSA

Sanwaii (belongs to @/twsted-princess)

Hoshiko Itsuki (Twisted from Lala/Little Twin Stars)

Hikari Itsuki (Twisted from Kiki/Little Twin Stars)

Fableheart (belongs to @/jasdiary)

Reina Carrion (Twisted from Mira Shards/The Evil Queen) (coming soon...)

Toytoriya (belongs to @/toytoriyadorm / @/revivemyreverie )

Blair Handler (Twisted from Barbie)

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We have a ton of books on our calendar for July, so I thought it would be fun to highlight a few that caught my eye. Are any of these on your TBR list?

All the Yellow Suns by Malavika Kannan

A coming-of-age story about a queer Indian American girl exploring activism and identity through art, perfect for fans of Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe. Sixteen-year-old Maya Krishnan is fiercely protective of her friends, immigrant community, and single mother, but she knows better than to rock the boat in her conservative Florida suburb. Her classmate Juneau Zale is the polar opposite: she’s a wealthy white heartbreaker who won’t think twice before capsizing that boat. When Juneau invites Maya to join the Pugilists—a secret society of artists, vandals, and mischief-makers who fight for justice at their school—Maya descends into the world of change-making and resistance. Soon, she and Juneau forge a friendship that inspires Maya to confront the challenges in her own life. But as their relationship grows romantic, painful, and twisted, Maya begins to suspect that there’s a whole different person beneath Juneau’s painted-on facade. Now Maya must learn to speak her truth in this mysterious, mixed-up world—even if it results in heartbreak.

What a Desi Girl Wants Sabina Khan

The romance of Becky Albertalli meets the nuanced family dynamics of Darius the Great is Not Okay in this YA novel from acclaimed author Sabina Khan. Mehar hasn't been back to India since she and her mother moved away when she was only four. Hasn't visited her father, her grandmother, her family, or the home where she grew up. Why would she? Her father made it clear that she's not his priority when he chose not to come to the US with them. But when her father announces his engagement to socialite Naz, Mehar reluctantly agrees to return for the wedding. Maybe she and her father can heal their broken relationship. And after all, her father is Indian royalty, and his home is a palace--the wedding is going to be a once-in-a-lifetime affair. While her father still doesn't make the time for her, Mehar barely cares once she meets Sufiya, her grandmother's assistant, and one of the most grounded, thoughtful, kind people she's ever met! Though they come from totally different worlds, their friendship slowly starts to blossom into something more . . . Mehar thinks. Meanwhile, Mehar's dislike for Naz and her social media influencer daughter, Aleena, deepens. She can tell that the two of them are just using her father for his money. Mehar's starting to think that putting a stop to this wedding might be the best thing for everyone involved. But what happens when telling her father the truth about Naz and Aleena means putting her relationship with Sufiya at risk . . .

Firebird by Sunmi HarperCollins

Caroline Kim is feeling the weight of sophomore year. When she starts tutoring infamous senior Kimberly Park-Ocampo--a charismatic lesbian, friend to rich kids and punks alike--Caroline is flustered . . . but intrigued Their friendship kindles and before they know it, the two are sneaking out for late-night drives, bonding beneath the stars over music, dreams, and a shared desire of getting away from it all. A connection begins to smolder . . . but will feelings of guilt and the mounting pressure of life outside of these adventures extinguish their spark before it catches fire? -- Cover image and summary via Goodreads

A Guide to the Dark by Meriam Metoui Henry Holt

You can check out of Room 9, but you can never leave. The Haunting of Hill House meets Nina LaCour in this paranormal mystery YA about the ghosts we carry with us. Something is building, simmering just out of reach. The room is watching. But Mira and Layla don't know this yet. When the two best friends are stranded on their spring break college tour road trip, they find themselves at the Wildwood Motel, located in the middle of nowhere, Indiana. Mira can't shake the feeling that there is something wrong and rotten about their room. Inside, she's haunted by nightmares of her dead brother. When she wakes up, he's still there. Layla doesn't see him. Or notice anything suspicious about Room 9. The place may be a little run down, but it has a certain charm she can’t wait to capture on camera. If Layla is being honest, she’s too preoccupied with confusing feelings for Mira to see much else. But when they learn eight people died in that same room, they realize there must be a connection between the deaths and the unexplainable things that keep happening inside it. They just have to find the connection before Mira becomes the ninth.

Rana Joon and the One and Only Now by Shideh Etaat

This lyrical coming-of-age novel for fans of Darius the Great Is Not Okay and On the Come Up, set in southern California in 1996, follows a teen who wants to honor her deceased friend’s legacy by entering a rap contest. Perfect Iranian girls are straight A students, always polite, and grow up to marry respectable Iranian boys. But it’s the San Fernando Valley in 1996, and Rana Joon is far from perfect—she smokes weed and loves Tupac, and she has a secret: she likes girls. As if that weren’t enough, her best friend, Louie—the one who knew her secret and encouraged her to live in the moment—died almost a year ago, and she’s still having trouble processing her grief. To honor him, Rana enters the rap battle he dreamed of competing in, even though she’s terrified of public speaking. But the clock is ticking. With the battle getting closer every day, she can’t decide whether to use one of Louie’s pieces or her own poetry, her family is coming apart, and she might even be falling in love. To get herself to the stage and fulfill her promise before her senior year ends, Rana will have to learn to speak her truth and live in the one and only now.