#faoradaughterofkrypton

[dragonofrao]

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Opinion on;

Character in general: Faora is a scary bitch. But a complex one. She’s faithful and deadly, a devout soldier and iron willed second. The Commander can do whatever is necessary, by any means necessary. I love this woman to death. Dru loves her to death, they love each other to death. Literally. She makes me hurt, so torn inside, unsure of where to go and what to do, more so since her General is in the same situation. How they play them: Still heavily convinced the mun might be a Kryptonian warrior bent on the decimation of Earth, because she’s fantastic at writing a convincing Faora that it’s scary. She seems to let her Muse do as she pleases, so fluidly. Whether it be a fight, a relationship of some sort, or an emotional struggle. She reveals the right amount of feeling that each interaction would deserve based on the partner’s muse. Her actions are always befitting the scenario. The Mun: She-Devil from the lowest pit of Hell……..Love you! But no, she’s great, just prepared for painful feelings, for you and your muse. Because I know that Faora makes me hurt, and she’ll just laugh as she piles it on. Lovely isn’t she?

RP with them: Gods yes!Want to RP with them: I always answer the call, or make one. 

What is my;

Overall Opinion: If you want our darling Sub-Commander as the raw and passionate woman you think her to be, then I would direct you to her. Both the Mun and Muse are magnificent,  throwing themselves into interactions with full force. I’m always glad to have her on my dash, for a variety of reasons. She’s become a great friend, and her Muse a thorn in our side, and a frightful companion at any other time. Go follow.

*ahem* I've recently been informed of some news, she's now thetigeressofzod 

[dragonofrao]

Rumor: Lara and Faora caught you and Jor having sex.

"...I..How?"

"Preposterous."

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"Goodbye"

Send me "Goodbye" for the last voice message my muse leaves for yours before they die.

"Faora, honey? It's me... Raven. I know tonight is suppose to be special and all... but I suggest you stop whatever you're trying to make--not saying that you're a bad cook or anything like that! Let's just say that I'm not coming home tonight. All I want you to do right now is to remember how much I love you; you'll always have my heart, even when I'm not there... I'll see you soon, goodbye, my love."

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Control and Uncontrolled || faora-daughter-of-krypton

Raven was indeed a beautiful woman, while Faora was still new to these Earthly customs, the only thing that all types of species have in common is that they cannot keep their hands off on beautiful things; she was no stranger to such thing as well, often enough, these men would find themselves with a broken bone or two. She could have done more damage, she wanted to but she knew that she couldn’t unless she wants to risk of being thrown into prison or hear another lecture from Superman—again. 

The former sub-commander growled and her knuckles started to turn white at the sight of a man who attempted to flirt with her girlfriend. The people around her immediately sense her anger and took a couple of steps away from her, their eyes widened when they saw the glass in her hand shattered in her hand, leaving no trace of blood or any type of injury she could have sustain.

The man behind the counter slowly, but with a lot of bravery, took a couple of step in front of Faora and said to her that she has to buy him a new glass of cup or risk of never returning to this bar ever again. Before the man can say anything else, he lets out a girlish squeal when Faora’s eyes was starting to turn red and he can feel the heat from it too.

She would have blast him through the building if it weren’t for Raven’s words echoing in her mind.

“Do not become a slave to your powers. Take control.”

Once she rubbed her eyes and her eyes returned to its normal color, she suddenly felt the air shifting and she turned around to see Raven standing next to her, holding onto her arm tightly with a small smile on her face.

“Jealous?” she commented with a glint in her eyes.

Faora glanced back at the man who was rubbing his stinging cheek while his friends all laughed at him, the man would have glared darkly at the empath if it weren’t for Faora and her own piercing gaze. The man flinched at the sight and immediately ushered out of the building, leaving behind his laughing friends and a satisfied alien.

“Hardly,” she murmured with a smirk, wrapping her arm around Raven’s waist and held her closely throughout the night.

xxx

The empath drummed her fingers against her arm, looking at the time on her phone while leaning against the concrete wall and stared blankly at the sight in front of her. Despite the fact that her expression was stoic, her emotions betrayed her face, deep inside she felt her heart was raging at the sight. If any of her friends were here right now, they would have teased her and told her that she was jealous.

The thought of it would have made her laugh in the past, but even she cannot deny this emotion right now. She stopped drumming her fingers and dug her nails deep into her arm, the jealously in her arms were starting to become noticeable and some of her classmates that’s passing by threw a worry look at her direction, never seeing the young woman in this kind of state before. She was usually calm and collected and she usually gives out a peaceful advice.

Now it looks like she was going to kill someone.

This was supposed to be a nice and happy day, Faora was suppose to pick her up from class and then they would have a nice little lunch together—not having a tramp flirting with her lover!

‘Control, control, control,’ she repeated the words in her mind as if it was a mantra, closing her eyes tightly and was taking a couple of deep breaths. But when she opened her eyes, all of her morals were thrown out of the window when she saw Faora and the other looking a bit too cozy with each other. ‘Oh hell no, I can’t take this anymore.’ She added, quickly stalking up to them.

Before anyone could react, Raven’s fist went flying towards the redhead’s face and the girl immediately fell down onto the floor, face first. Sensing that the situation will worsen, Faora picked up Raven and threw her over her shoulder before taking off into a sprint while trying to ignore her yelling and kicking feet.

“I saw that! I saw what you were trying to do! She’s mine! You hear me, you… bitch!”  

Once they were far from the area and stood somewhere where no one can see them, Raven finally calmed down and regretted what she said, wondering if she can go back to the girl and apologized for her actions. She had her head down the entire time as she rambled on and on until Faora lifted her chin up. The empath expected to see a disappointed look in her face, instead, all she got was a smirking Kryptonian who stared at her with amusement.

“Jealous?” she asked her in a teasing tone. “Who has control now?”

“Just… shut up, please,” Raven murmured, narrowing her eyes at her.

“I will,” Faora said with a laugh, sealing her lips over on Raven’s. 

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Raven/Faora

send me a ship for my sexual headcanons:

what was their first kiss like: Nervous at first, but Faora (being a brave little soldier she is) started to kiss which Raven quickly followed back in return. 

where were they their first time having sex: Faora's place, the sex just came out of nowhere. The want for the other just broke free and... they did it. 

who’s louder: Not too loud, but it's definitely Raven 

who wakes up first: Raven, because she has work to do or go to class, but Faora is always making her late. 

who performs/receives oral more often: Faora is always the one who's giving while Raven receives it more from her. 

who tries new things more often: Faora

if they had to choose a third+ person to include who would they include: No one, Faora doesn't like to share Raven with anyone. 

[dragonofrao]

Getting Away with Murder //Zaora

The way she's grinning at him just makes him angrier. They've been in the office only a few minutes and Dru has already let this situation get out of hand by starting with a full volume tirade about her behavior. 

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT RAO-DAMNED IDEA LET YOU THINK THAT WAS APPROPRIATE!"

Faora's smile twitches and he doesn't notice, his face burying into his hands. "You can't go waltzing about the Council chambers Ul!" The woman keeps silent, arms crossed out of boredom as she lets him rage. His emotions pick up in response.

"DON'T STAND THERE LIKE THIS WON'T HAVE A NEGATIVE EFFECT OF YOU! YOUR BEHAVIOR REFLECTS ON ME AND IN TURN I TAKE IT OUT ON YOU!" 

Her eyes flash dangerously and she looks up at him with half lidded eyes. Dru still isn't paying attention to the woman and her expression goes from sultry to annoyed in an instant.

"I DON'T THINK THIS IS SOMETHING I'M GOING TO WAVE OFF! I'VE DONE THAT TOO MANY TIMES! THE COUNCIL IS UNDER THE IMPRESSION I LET YOU GET AWAY WITH MURDER!" Faora cocks her head to the side and a smile comes to her lips. The General does catch that and he glares at her, "And I have. Keep that under wraps Commander." Faora huffs, leaning against the desk and sliding onto it. She runs a bored finger over the metal and bounces a boot clad foot. 

"Am I boring you Ul?" He sneers, standing in the middle of the office, hard eyes set on the soldier. Dru walks to her, his large arms planting themselves on the desk. Faora regards them coolly, her head slowly turning to face his with a blank expression. Quickly she perks up and deftly wraps her legs about his waist, bringing her arms to his shoulders. A coy bite on her bottom lip causes Dru to sigh audibly. He drops his head into the crook of her neck and kisses the exposed skin, "Let's go. We'll deal with this later." He feels the muscles in her face contract into a large smirk. Dru's whole body shrugs with defeat, another day, another punishment avoided. She's getting to good at this.

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So... *winks*

"Wow... that new trick you just did... where did you learn that from? I would like to know.

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"Blackjack?"

1st person gets: To own my character for two days.

"I don't know who's luckier, me or you. But you own me for the next two days."

[dragonofrao]

All Tact and No Grace//faoradaughterofkrypton(closed RP)

Six years down the line, six years since the collapse of the Phantom Zone and the decision to seek out the scout ships from a bygone era. Coordinates from the Black Zero's database were all the crew had to go on, and with the self imposed isolation of Krypton from the galaxy after a period of social and political upheaval all Dru-Zod had were names of some backwater planets.

"Archos." The name slips from Dru's mouth with as much boredom and irrational as he can mix together. It's only their second planet and he know's it will even be more of disappointment than the last.

"Basic primitive planet, no sentience was recorded that matched intelligence for advanced beings. Wildlife, flourishing, flora, flourishing." Jax-Ur stands behind him on the bridge, eyes glued to a data pad as he reads off the ancient information, "By all counts a new world, however it won't hold as true if something occurred. Evolution of even a barbaric race is possible. I'd advise some caution." Jax lifts his head up to stare at his commander, who's been silent in the moments it took him to update the man. "General?"

Dru closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, hands once folded behind him reach out for purchase on the barrier of the bridge's observation deck, "I'm very aware Ur, and more than capable. We can deal with ever is down there, go get Nam-Ek and Faora. We're the landing party."

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It was humid and Dru couldn't be more pleased with the atmospheric capabilities of his armor and helmet. Damn if he wasn't going to comfortable on this little jaunt to find the scout ship. He took the lead, carbine hefted over his shoulder as his long strides carried him to the remains of the craft.

It was over grown with plant life, a teeming mass of green and vivid colors that had covered a great area of the large ship, some of it looked to have been swallowed by the planet as well. Inside showed the same state of decay and nature's force of will, water streamed from spots in the walls and mosses covered the dark interior.

"Keep a look out for signs of life, we don't know what has decided to make its home here. Look for anything salvageable, probably won't be much but any supplies are a godsend. Move out." Faora and Nam-Ek nodded, the thumps of a slow gait and the sudden silence let him know both had gone their ways about the ship. He flipped a switch on the rifle, light flooded the area and he took off down the corridor.

Two hours into the retrieval Dru was aching to give up, nature had eroded away anything worth salvaging from the craft. Another dead end, "Report back to the rendezvous point, we're done here." The com link buzzed with static as two beeps signaled the mute's confirmation, he waited, "Faora confirm." Nothing. A dread started to creep in, "Faora do you copy?" 

[dragonofrao]

I am Faora Hu-Ul, Second in command of General Zod's army, and daughter of Krypton. [this is an...

//Doing a thing, out of sheer selfish-ness. Even though she hasn't been nearly as active surely we can still show our love for this fantastic Rper. 

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Faora smiled to herself as she pushed the bedroom door open to find Raven curled up. She had the kryptonian's black cape almost wrapped around her and Faora couldn't help but sit down quietly beside her and run pale fingers through her lover's long, dark hair.

Clutching the dark cape closer to her body like what an infant would do, she started to curl into a ball and buried her face deep into Faora's cape and lightly breathed in the lingering scent. She was too tired to notice the presence behind her nor did she felt the mattress dipping under the weight. "Faora, my Faora..." She said, murmuring softly in her sleep with a small smile on her face, absentmindedly enjoying the fingers that's running through her hair. 

[dragonofrao]

//Ahem, here it is. Its mostly me praising you guys. Literally. I even brought back my evil make up, though I feel more like S. Kaidonovsky and I love that. ANYWAY, THANK ALL OF YOU FOR FOLLOWING ME AND INTERACTING WITH ME AND LOVE YOU ALL TO BITS,

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[pole dancing] Faora had been dragged to this place by a friend, pushed into a chair and handed a drink. She looked around, still not accustomed to places like this, but she watched the dancers nonetheless. Then one caught her eye. A raven-haired beauty that she couldn't help but smile at over the rim of her glass.

Glancing around the room and seeing several men and women dancing around the pole, giving a show to their audience. She drummed her fingers together nervously until an older woman caught her sight. Boldly, and remembering her deal she made with another person, she went over to her and started to give her a show, dancing for her enticingly and leaving burning touches on her shoulders before she started to remove her clothes for her. 

"Hope you enjoy the view, my love."

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faerae ;)

otp | brotp — 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | it's over 1000!

((Love them so damn much!

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Untitled || FaeRae || drabble

Waking early in the morning around six, her eyes fluttered open slowly and she lifted her head up. Her eyes suddenly squinted at the sight of the sun rays peeking out from the large gap of her curtains. Looking at the clock that sat on her bedside table, she let out a small groan and tried to sit up but was unable to. She tried it again and again several times before her head hit her pillow. She started to breathe heavily and glanced down at the arms that are wrapped around her waist. She tried to wiggle her way out and pushed the arms away, but her attempts kept failing and she finally gave up before smacking Faora firmly on her shoulder.

The older woman had no reaction to the slap, but she started to shift in bed before burying her face closer to Raven’s neck and continued to sleep. Frowning for a moment, Raven stared up at the ceiling and started to panic a bit when she looked back at the time. She started to shake Faora awake and yelled out her name. “Faora, please wake up! You’re… I’m going to be late to class!”

“I know.” Raven blinked several times and looked incredulous for a moment, her gaze shooting back down to the Kryptonian with a disbelief expression.

“You were awake this whole time and you didn’t say anything?” Faora nodded at her before she slowly blink her eyes opened, giving the younger woman a sly smirk.

“Why would you do that?”

“Because what’s more important, going to a class, taking notes while listening to your teacher droning on about something or waking up beside me?” Faora answered her, straddling on top of her and leaned down forward until their lips are only centimeters apart.

“I…uh…education is important?” she answered her, her eyes slowly move down to her lips… which looks so tempting right now to have a taste.

“Wrong answer,” Faora growled before sealing her lips over on hers.

For the next hour or two, the importance of education and her classes disappeared in her mind when Faora did something that made her squeal out in surprise. Soon the room was filled with the sound of lovemaking. 

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((Okay. I have to go to bed now.

BUT I WILL BE BACK TOMORROW! 

Freaking dammit... When everything is going so intense and good, I have to go to bed. Damn... D:

Hope y'all are still here tomorrow.... And remember...

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