#sniv

[galraluver]

How would Morvok, Sniv, Ulaz, and Regris try to impress a reader they’re interested in? Would they talk about their exploits or do something they’re skilled at?

That is an interesting question. Here's how I believe they would go about impressing the woman of their dreams (aka all of you, the readers)

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~ Ulaz ~

~ Honestly, Ulaz is the kind of person who would observe you first to make sure that you're interested in him before he tries to impress you

~ To him, romantic relationships should take time to develop in order for the romantic tension to build up, but once he's 1,000% positive that you have a crush on him he spends more time with you

~ Ulaz likes to show off his skills to you whenever you're around and he's always careful not to make any mistakes, the last thing he wants is to embarrass himself in front of you

~ If the castle is parked on some planet, Ulaz definitely goes out on a hunt so he can impress you with his hunting skills

~ He's also always there for you whether you need someone to talk to or hang out with, in order to show you that he's interested he's always present while he's around you

~ Ulaz also impresses you by learning about the things you love or are passionate about, that way he can do those things with you on a regular basis

~ Will definitely get a little shy and blushy if you do or say something, anything, that implies that you're very interested in him

~ Ulaz is a hopeless romantic and will impress you with various romantic gestures, but he won't love bomb you or come on too strong bc he doesn't want to overwhelm you

~ He's also affectionate with you, which works like a charm while he's trying to impress you

~ Another thing Ulaz does to impress you is fire dancing; he's never done it before, but with how flexible he is, he does it perfectly without setting himself or anything else on fire

~ He's also got regular dancing skills, which are extremely impressive

~ With time, he learns how to make you swoon for him and all of his methods work because it isn't long before he begins courting you

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~ Regris ~

~ Regris is still a young adult, younger than Ulaz, and even though he's serious most of the time he can get a little awkward around you, his love interest

~ Regris doesn't know what to do or how to impress you, so he does several hours of research to see what humans liked and found attractive

~ He begins working on various tech projects specifically made for you; whether it's something to make your life easier or something akin to an mp3 player that holds thousands of songs with headphones, you can bet he'll make it

~ In order to really woo you, Regris tries writing a poem and giving you flowers

~ He's definitely not a poet, but his attempt to impress you definitely confirms your suspensions about him being romantically interested in you

~ Regris definitely tries to impress you with his fighting skills

~ Just to be clear, he might try fighting someone if it impresses you unless you don't want him to

~ He also likes to impress you with how sweet and cuddly he can be, but he also treats you well just as any future significant other should

~ Regris once tried to perform a traditional dance for you from his father's people, but even though he probably messed up a few steps he could tell that you were still impressed

~ The fact that he can use his tail to lift things is impressive enough, if the two of you are out shopping he uses it to carry some of the bags

~ Thankfully Regris eventually figures out how to impress you without being awkward about it and is successful in showing you that he's romantically interested in you

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~ Morvok ~

~ Morvok knows that he's not the highest ranking commander in Zarkon's military, but he can be charming and to him, he thinks he's the best

~ The problem is that when he's around you he gets shy and blushy because he's never been around such a beautiful woman before

~ However, he makes it his mission to impress you after he catches one of the foot soldiers in his ranks flirting with you

~ Instead of fighting off a monster or bringing you the biggest kill he can find, Morvok impresses you with how charming he can be

~ He definitely brags about how many planets he's successfully conquered and how big his territory is, although he leaves out the part when he needed help conquering one planet in particular

~ Morvok also doesn't tell you about how the paladins defeated him, it's too embarrassing bc of the whole ‘Victory or Death’ thing

~ Because of his size, he's avoided most dangerous situations throughout his life, although Morvok knows how to play a few different instruments and he impresses you by showing off his mad musical skills

~ While he's around you, Morvok becomes a little more humble since he doesn't want to scare you away

~ Ultimately, whether you and Morvok end up together is up to you

~ He is cute and fun-sized tho, and he's huggable too

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~ Sniv ~

~ One would think that Sniv would keep pestering you when he realizes that he's romantically interested in you, but he doesn't want you to resent him if he comes on too strong

~ However, he does get more lovey and affectionate

~ In order to impress you, Sniv proudly tells you of his exploits and how many planets he's conquered in order to snag a place at the main hub

~ He also brings fresh kills for you on a regular basis and he shows off his fighting skills

~ However, he understands that humans are different and he impresses you by also showing off his sensitive side and how much he truly cares about you as a person

~ Sniv learns about your interests, even the fandoms you're into so that you both can ‘fangirl’ together when one of your favorite artists/directors comes out with something new

~ Another thing he impresses you with are his dancing skills when Zarkon throws a royal ball for only his highest ranking commanders and their plus ones

~ He's funny, too, and knows how to tell hilarious jokes to make you laugh

~ Expect him to make the fur on his head look extra fluffy because he wants to impress you in every way imaginable

~ With how impressive and charming he is, Sniv easily manages to impress you

[dragonfoxstardesigns]

Some fun galra emotes for the Galra Zine discord server I'm in! 💜

Top left to bottom right is smirking Sniv, laughing Sendak, Thace with knife, and raging Haxus! :3c

[bonsha]

LAST TIME, ON DND:

Little Snowflake (@the-stilting-peace's Tabaxi), Vesper (my drow), and Greenbeard (post-on-tumblr-already's deep gnome) are trapped in the room of ooze! Sniv, our beloved Kobold guide, gets his only braincell iced by the ooze monster, throwing him into death saving throws. Two saves, two losses.

Now, for some reason, the dice gods have cursed Little. She’s gotten more Nat 1s than any other party member. And guess what happened when she tried to stabilize Sniv? Yep. She would have just straight up killed him. BUT, she had inspiration (gotten by saving a life, ironically), but considering her insane bad luck with Nat 1s, we were all nervous it'd happen again. DM even said if it did, he'd make her Nat 1 curse an actual plot point in the story. But it was either use the inspo or have Sniv die. As she was rolling, Greenbeard and I were chanting "gatote!" ("big kitty" in Spanish) in the OOC chat, sending all our prayers to the dice gods.

She rolled, and it WASN'T a Nat 1! Instead it was a 9, meaning Sniv would have one more death saving throw on his turn.

BUT WAIT! I remembered Little had gotten a guidance bonus from her god the session before, so she could add a 1d4 for every skill check. Didn't matter what she rolled on the bonus, SNIV WOULD LIVE!!!!! We all went fucking insane in chat, it was AMAZING. Then after he was stabilized, Little stuffed him in her shirt, like he was a wad of cash, to continue fighting the ooze monster.

Can't quite beat when our 9 ft tall wolf-shifter druid was possessed by Goatman (another story), but it's up there. As for why this looks like a 2000s-esque abomination? Don't know, I'm just weird. Glad I didn't add the goo though.

(Hilariously, Sniv was supposed to die in one hit. DM didn't realize he misread the rules until the death saving throws were underway, so he went, "Meh, I'll allow it." Bless you, DM!)

[fadednorth]

Vibes I get from them (I'm in a galra mood ((and altean) sooo pt: 1 Galra

He's a fashion centered man who won't hesitate to critique you if you piss him off (he'll make you cry). Past time he sings and wants to have fans, he is a singer and critiquer

Horror loving lesbian, when arriving to earth and after meeting Veronica, falls in love with the horror genre. She's all in with it and has tried to watch every horror genre movie (even the bad ones) her favorite is The exorcist

He's never feared death, nothing makes him flinch or even startled. He'd be a lover of black coffee and take favor to 90's music. Man hasn't felt true fear, he isn't in danger he is the danger

Hasn't slept at all 60% of his days on the empire's ship, when he do he's probably doing it with one eye open. After everything he likes jazz and sweaters. He's a simple man.

[wineaunt420]

W.i.p

will I finish it?

will I procrastinate once again and not get it done?

who knows

[pursuingtruthcomic]

Pursuing Truth, Pg 9

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[some-snivs-art]

A certified friend!

[thesnivy123]

COME JOIN PIKPOSTING!!!

Remember when Pikmin 4 came out and there was an explosion of RP blogs? Yeah? Nah? Either way, we're still here! Just... A little quieter. Lost some people when the hype died down. Trust me, I'd know- Hi, it's me, @yellow-pikmin-posting.

But things are still going, and, hey, why not see if we can pick it back up? If you- Yes, YOU- are interested in joining a tumblr Pikmin rp (with... a decent amount of crossover), now's your chance! OCs are welcome and encouraged, but there's never enough canon characters, either. Plus, there's always more room for @choruswraith-posting members- The manifestation of (most of) the anonymous asks in the canon.

If you're interested in joining, feel free to just... Make a blog, reach out, just get started! We're usually pretty quick to offer discord invites for better coordination if we catch you posting, but you can also reach out if you need anything.

Happy posting!

[superstarsnivkins]

can you take my white ass to Too Many Trizookas

[snivy1245]

Here's my shelf displays.

I've had the Combiner Wars figures since the line was on shelves, I got the Classics Magnus from a charity store at the beginning of COVID, and the Earthrise Prime and Legacy Iguanus are new acquisitions. I got Aerial Rebuild last year, and I'd love to get a Calibarn but I can't find them anywhere.

[padfootastic]

sirius @ james for this one: “what can i get you? do you need water? a hug? space?”

anon we have the same brain fr because i looked at this and had the same thought. (and so did others because i have 2 more asks w this exact premise)

i hope u like this! personally, it’s one of my favs 🙈

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Sirius cut his way through the post-dinner throng of students as swiftly and efficiently as he could, resisting the urge to case a wide-area Blasting Charm to clear the route faster. His destination was the large gathering of students in the middle of the courtyard, jeering and chanting.

As he got closer, the voices floating from the centre of the circle became more distinct, making his face twist into a grimace.

“Think you’re so much better than us, don’t you, Potter?” An unfortunately familiar voice was taunting, though it sounded a bit funny, muffled. A part of Sirius knew, even before he pushed through the crowd, that it would just be Snape putting his nose somewhere it had no business being. Usually, it wouldn’t be such a big deal for Sirius who couldn’t care less about him if he was held at wand-point. But today, today he’d decided to go needle James.

Who was already in a terrible mood this week. It was a combination of everything—Effie and Flea’s declining health, the constant chatter in the castle, the pressure from the Quidditch Cup, Lily’s taunts, McGonagall’s nagging—all of it building and building and building until it reached a boiling point. Sirius had been waiting for him to blow this entire week; it’s only unfortunate that it happened the one day they’re in different classes, on opposite ends of the castle, and at the hands of Snape at that. Sirius had heard that something was going down in the courtyard, could only catch James’ name in between the gasps and giggles before promptly booking it out of there.

And sure enough, he got there just in time to see James send his fist into Snape’s jaw with a ridiculous ‘crack’ that Sirius can hear all the way to where he’s standing, making him wince slightly. Clearly, this isn’t his first, because there’s a stream of blood running down Snape’s nose, pooling over and around his mouth. There’s a scratch-bruise situation on one of his cheekbones that he’s guessing is from James’ Potter Ring.

James is…not entirely blemish free—there’s a wicked bruise blooming on his temple—but in comparison? He looks practically untouched.

It’s no wonder, though, because despite Snape’s mouthing off, it’s clearly an act, put upon for his own sake just as much as for others. Now that Sirius is right in front of them, he can see exactly how terrified the guy looks, though he’s made a valiant effort to hide it. One look at James and he immediately understood why.

James had Snape lifted up against the wall by his collar, teeth bared and a feral tinge to his eyes. His hazel eyes were almost black as he said, “Say something like that again, Snape, I dare you.”

Clearly, the Slytherin had lost the few brain cells he had left because he actually opened his mouth to answer. James didn’t give him the chance, only pushing him harder into the granite. “I will end you, Snivellus, don’t try me. Stop fucking running your mouth if you can’t deal with the consequences of it.”

That was the point Sirius decided to step in. It didn’t seem like anyone else would—Remus and the other prefects were standing on the far end of the hallway, huddled and whispering furiously; no teachers were present—and judging by Snape’s rapidly reddening face, he was less than a minute away from getting his face fully bashed in. Sirius didn’t want James to deal with the aftermath of that in his current state if he actually went through with it. There were too many people around, anyway.

“James,” he called, stepping forward. He could’ve sworn he heard at least three different sighs of relief but all his attention was now fixed on the way James’ fists clenched harder at the sound of his voice. He sighed—so it was like that, was it?

He stepped up to the two of them and placed a hand on James’ forearm. It was taut with tension, like steel to the touch, almost blazing hot. Ignoring the fact that James was deliberately ignoring looking at him, he started massaging his arm with a light touch, gently working his way down from his elbow to wrist, feeling the muscles loosen with each second. Once he’d repeated the action a couple times, he started rubbing circles with his thumb on the bottom of his palm, increasing the pressure with each rotation.

Eventually, it didn’t take more than a minute before James’ shoulders sagged, almost imperceptibly, and his fists unclenched. Snape, who’d been uncharacteristically silent so far—perhaps showing some of that Slytherin self preservation and realising Sirius was his best bet to getting out here without further harm?—quickly slid out from under his arm, going to stand a safe distance away. He opened his mouth, forgetting that distance meant nothing when James was as good with a wand as he was, but Sirius quickly put a pin in that one.

“Piss off, Sniv,” he muttered, not even bothering to look in his direction.

“Black you—“

“I said, piss off,” Sirius growled, arm moving so fast that Snape couldn’t track the wand now pointed between his eyes if he’d tried. “Now.”

With whatever was left of his tattered dignity, Snape tucked tail and fled. Good riddance. Without sparing a single glance towards the rapidly growing crowd of students, he tucked his wand back in its holster and wrapped a hand around James’ wrist, pulling him away from the courtyard and into one of their hidden alcoves on the ground floor. It was quite removed from the rest of the castle and the most traffic it saw was when the Bloody Baron and Grey Lady decided to rehash some centuries old fight.

Once they were properly inside, he dropped his bag to the floor and pushed James agains the wall, pressing as tightly against him as physically possible, not willing to let a single inch of space between them. For a few minutes, they did nothing except look at each other, James’ breaths sounding like heavy pants in the empty room.

Sirius held James’ face with both hands, hard enough that his fingers pressed indents into his skin, knowing the pressure grounded him. “What can I get you, James? Do you need water? A hug? Some space?”

James stared at him as if seeing through him, eyes unfocused and far, far away. Sirius pressed harder, curling his fingers for his nails to dig in, willing James to come back to him. And of course, James did.

“I need you.” Rough hands grabbed the front of his robes, pulling him forward abruptly and with a little too much force. Sirius had to grab onto James’ shoulders—not that he was complaining—just so he didn’t topple them both sideways. Gently, he shifted his grip until one arm was curled around James’ and the other was buried in his hair, cradling the back of his head. He tucked James’ head under his chin, trapping his hands between them, holding him as tightly as he could.

He knew James needed to be clutched when he was like this, that he loved being surrounded on all sides—as if someone was holding all of him, refusing to let any part of him go. He craved safety, comfort, when he got overwhelmed and this was the best way Sirius knew to give it to him.

They stood like that until the sun set and the air cooled, but all that Sirius cared about was his James—his breathing easier, eyes less frantic, and face much more relaxed. If all he had to do was hold tight for a while to get him there, then well, he’d be the happiest man on earth.

[galraluver]

‘Can I copy your Homework?'

Regris: Yeah, I can help you with it!

Hepta: Yeah, sure!

Throk: HAH Homeworks for NERDS

Antok: LOL, nope

Blofar: Wait, we had homework??

Sniv: *Read 5:15pm*

[dragonfoxstardesigns]

Galra Emojis for Galra Zine discord server that I'm currently participating in! Left to right is Haxus (rage), Thace (w/knife), Sendak (laughing), and Sniv (grinning/smirk) 💜

[captain-of-silvenar]

For Kerasil:

1, 3, 10

For Yera:

9, 11, 12

KERASIL

How are their parents? Are they good? Are they terrible? Are they dead?

I actually haven't really considered Kerasil's parents. If we look at the timeline, I created Yera first and then went backwards to make her parents. When I played ESO I never really thought to think one more step backwards.

Which could mean a few things tbh. Kerasil is a determined woman and I know she fought and worked hard to get her position as Captain of the Guard. I can imagine a little bit her parents or relatives are also of similar career paths and that inspired or encouraged Kerasil to follow suit. She also does have temper, and a desire to show that she is worth the position and bristles when she is told otherwise (directly or indirectly).

The temper had to come somewhere. The desire to show 'I am worth this!' had to come somewhere too.

I might have an inkling that Kerasil's parents were not as intense as her, more so relaxed and laid back and even this could've been a cause of conflict. Disinterested can hurt more than outright rejection, to try and get any sort of reaction than nothing at all.

I don't think Kerasil's relationship with her parents or extended family are in any means horrible, but there could've been more chances to get to understand why Kerasil had her interests in the first place.

Have they died before?

Once. Twice. Maybe too many times. Being a Vestige and knowing that your death is not permanent anymore is not always a blessing. It is different and othering; when time come and takes your friends and loved ones away to their final rest she cannot follow anymore.

What should be a checks and balances against risk are thrown to the wind; why worry when every wound and damage is healed over when she revives?

It's not something Kerasil likes thinking about. She doesn't want to use this to her advantage. Dying still hurts every single time and there isn't really anyone else out there that understands being immortal other than liches and dremora.

Not the kind of crowd Kerasil really wants to hang around if she wants to be honest.

How do their friends and family think of them?

Dedicated would be a word to describe Kerasil. Even when in the depths of darkness or world ending disasters, Kerasil is there to be a foundation and help everyone back onto their feet.

Loyalty amongs peers, she is reliable and if she can't solve it she can find someone else who can.

And amongst all of them, the one Kerasil likes to hear the most is that she is a caring individual. Her family at home is her greatest desire and gift. Everything revolves around them. Her duty to her city is important, but her family is in the city so it's almost a neat package to lace them near each other.

She's also stubborn, incredibly so. It has to be done this way, or it needs to be discussed argued otherwise. It would be at least a 'negative' trait that is openly discussed, though stubbornness can also have a positive. To not backdown at the first pushback, to keep ground when others would fall back.

YERA

Are they looking for someone to save them or do they think they’re beyond saving?

Yera does not want to be saved. From what? Oh there's a hundred answers to that.

Destiny, Fate, responsibilities, daily grind, her reputation, and the list goes on and on.

Being Dragonborn, being a Hero of Destiny, it comes with its own chains and burdens that Yera does not want anyone to carry. Yet even with all this future destiny stuff she had, she failed in spectacular ways (she thinks) in several situations.

There is nothing to save in her. Her duty is to save others. She can adorn herself in fine armor and golds, and good friends and peers. But despite all these beautiful trappings and coverings, Yera feels a deep turmoil in her that convinces her she cannot be saved.

Do they have a found family?

She does!

Lydia is her best friend and confidant. Anything Yera thinks and desires, Lydia has a 90% chance of guessing it right.

The Thieves Guild is a big ol' found family of the most unusual sorts. Sure, they're criminals and thieves, and honor is a loose idea among themselves only. But hey, they supported Yera when Mercer's betrayal was revealed. They keep supporting her after it was revealed she was Dragonborn and needs their services for a lot of her work.

They respect Yera as a Guild Master, and also her role in Skyrim's destiny. She has their best interests in mind, and in return they give their best to her.

The Thieves Guild Trust Fund is also an excellent way to pay for a lot of strange and unusual needs as Dragonborn.

Do they have any self-destructive habits?

Oh. Oh this is a good bad one.

Yera has a clear case of savior complex; more so she feels an overwhelming guilt to make up for not taking up her role in destiny sooner. So she takes any and all tasks giving to her, mostly. Nothing incredibly inane or purposely demeaning. But she'll go into that cave to rescue a family heirloom. She'll clear out that bandit encampment no one else has been able to. She'll fight that dragon solo if she needs to.

When Yera starts something, she does not stop.

For anything.

Not her own health, not for sleep, barely for food and water.

"Only I could do it, and why would I put it off?" would be her response.

A lot of her self-destructive habits are layered from trauma back at home, when she was unable to help defend against the Thalmor when they started taking over Valenwood. She knows she alone could not have saved her whole city, but the guilt lives in her mind.

When she came to Skyrim and did not start her destiny, people and towns were wiped off the map and she holds these as personal sins against herself.

She needs Lydia there to remind her to sleep, to eat, that another day of rest will not hurt the people. Yera has gotten better with her support network around her, but it's incredibly easy for her to fall back into these tendencies. Especially since her increasingly more draconic traits start bleeding into things: more stamina, more energy, more durability.

Yera is a master of burning herself out and not realizing it until her muscles and mind finally peter out and force her to collapse.

[rhymeswithfart]

Idk if you guys remember the "what if Reverse Julian and s3 Snively got stuck in the void together" storyline from before but I just thought of this and this is way funnier

(Also more likely to happen bc Neutralverse Snibby would actually care about his Robotnik enough to go looking for him in the void, so there's his motive right thur)

[acrayday]

day 6 prison

sketch for today >>0, this interaction happened at the beginning of this campaign in a prison so it counts @oc-tober2023