#star wars nari

[sailorsol]

I would just like to remind everyone that when Obi-Wan recorded that holocron message he:

A) Had not yet watched the security feed to see Anakin's betrayal B) Did not know that Padme was pregnant and Luke and Leia would bring him new hope

His hope in that moment was genuine and earnest, but he had not yet rock bottom. Having hope in that moment was still easy. I don't think he would have been able to record that message if he had seen the security feed yet.

And I think that's part of what makes his entire interaction with Nari even more heartbreaking. Because Nari is expecting the Master Kenobi from the holocron, the Guiding Light of the Order, who still had so much hope for the Jedi and the galaxy. But instead he found Ben, a sad and broken and hopeless man. And then Nari gets killed by someone who may have been a friend once, a classmate he had known (or at the very least, she didn't help protect him, she allowed him to be killed, but that is a whole separate post in itself).

And I can't help but wonder sometimes if Nari's death haunts him. If he wonders whether, in those last moments of Nari's life, he felt the same level of hopelessness and betrayal that Ben had felt, or if Nari had been better than him and had been able t hold on to his hope and his belief until the very end. That his own last words of hope may have gotten Nari killed, but at least he died as a true Jedi, with hope still in his heart?

[arirter]

Say what you will about Nari but that man didn't give Obi-Wan up even though he KNEW he was on Tattooine and the Inquisitors most likely tortured him

[whasian-rice]

I feel really bad for Nari because he showed up in Obi-Wan for like 2 seconds and then was fridged.

He seemed so happy to find Obi, too 😭

[asmimir]

Child of the red earth

"sa kalagitnaan ng aking braso, manatili ka lang o aking sinta"

...

The fire crackled low, the dead have been buried and weapons have been kept, clasped hands retreat into the borders of darkwood, a small flame their only light in the darkness, they would have to put it out soon, lest they be caught

"Adam" a ewe muses, few scratches litter her legs, though they pale in comparison to her other half's whom wrap around hers protectively "You worry too much, I've already checked, there is none out there"

"for now" the Ram replies, though they rather not be referred as such "who knows when they'll return-"

she merely chuckles "oh hush, when they do return, I promise we will be alright"

the winds silence any protest that remains in Adam's throat, a tiny bleat resonates from the bundle in her arms their precious star, their little light

"how do you know that?" they whisper

"I just do" comes that sly tone "this little one wont see nary the throes of war nor hear any beat of those silken drums, that I promise you"

...

...

They have their doubts, warily looking off at the fire, the clash of metal still rings in their ears..

soft hands encircle theirs, and warmth leans against their chest

"trust me"

...

...

"alright"

[stanuristheman]

Star Wars: Episode IV – A New Hope (1977) She-Ra and the Princesses of Power S1E5 “The Sea Gate” (2018)

[Gif descriptions: Gif 1: Obi-Wan Kenobi and Luke Skywalker talking with Han Solo and Chewbacca. It shows Obi-Wan looking confused and the caption reads: [Fast ship? You’ve never heard of the Millennium Falcon?] Should I have? Gif 2: Han bragging: It’s the ship that made the Kessel Run in less than twelve parsecs. Gif 3: Han: I’ve outrun imperial starships. Gif 4: Han: Not the local bulk cruisers, mind you, I’m talking about the big Corellian ships now. Gif 5: Adora, Bow, and Glimmer talking with Sea Hawk. It shows Adora, annoyed, saying: Just because “Sea” is in your name doesn’t tell us anything about your actual qualifications. Gif 6: Sea Hawk bragging: Qualifications? I once ran the 50-klick Galebreath Gauntlet in less than 20 klicks. Gif 7: Sea Hawk: I maneuvered the straits of Serpentine with nary a chip in the paint of my bow. Gif 8: Sea Hawk: My shanties are considered so desirable that sirens fling themselves into sea at the sound of them!]

[zeciex]

A Vow of Blood Season 1 Masterlist

Warnings: This fic includes noncon, dubcon, manipulation, violence and inc3st. Tags will be added as the fic goes on. This is a dark!fic. 18+ only. Read at your own discretion. Please read the warnings before continuing.

Updates every Friday: A work in progress

Chapter 1: A prophecy foretold Chapter 2: Fireflies and Funerals Chapter 3: A debt made Chapter 4: The Arrival Chapter 5: The girl who leaves, the Woman whom returns Chapter 6: The unholiness of burning Chapter 7: Gossip and Needlepoint Chapter 8: Schemes and Artisans Chapter 9: The Feast Chapter 10: Beware the Blood Red Roses Thorns

Chapter 11: Words of a Scandal Chapter 12: The Whore that Lies Chapter 13: On Your Knees Chapter 14: From the Shadows Chapter 15: White Poppies Chapter 16: The Tourney; The Joust Chapter 17: The Tourney; The Melee Chapter 18: Ruination Chapter 19: Tea & Charity

Chapter 20: Sympathies for Maegor the Cruel Chapter 21: Moon Flower Chapter 22: The Ugly Seat Chapter 23: A Woman's Shame Chapter 24: The Boy With the Stars Chapter 25: The Seafarer Chapter 26: Dragonstone Chapter 27: Betrothal Chapter 28: The Sting of Bitter Betrayal Chapter 29: Little Nightshade

Chapter 30: In That House On Top Of The Rock Chapter 31: The Stranger's Company Chapter 32: The Hunt Chapter 33: Brōzi, riña hen narys Chapter 34: There's no measure 'within reason' for women Chapter 35: Pulling the Strings Chapter 36: Boris Baratheon Chapter 37: The Image of a son Chapter 38: Wine and Company Chapter 39: Once in Ivory, to the sound of bells

Chapter 40: Trapped like a Fox Chapter 41: The illusion of choice Chapter 42: Two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer Chapter 43: The Depravity of Desire Chapter 44: Think of the Stars Chapter 45: Blood in the Water Chapter 46: The Boundaries of a Winged Pig Chapter 47: The Vigil of the Old Gods Chapter 48: The Stag that Rages Chapter 49: The Stag hunts the Stag

Chapter 50: The Performance of Grief Chapter 51: Once in front of the fire, two become one Chapter 52: The Funeral of Boris Baratheon Chapter 53: The Hunger of Man Chapter 54: The Funeral Procession Chapter 55: Keeping Alliances Chapter 56: Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt Chapter 57: Wisps of Smoke Chapter 58: A Missive of Ravens Chapter 59: A Claim of Bastardry

Chapter 60: The Last Supper Chapter 61: The Taste of Silence Chapter 62: Waves Chapter 63: In the Eye of the Father Chapter 64: The End of a Noose Chapter 65: A Fool with a Fool's Honor Chapter 66: The Son of Duty Chapter 67: The Daughter of Insolence Chapter 68: The Tempest of a Woman Chapter 69: Birds in a Cage

Chapter 70: The Beast Beneath the Boards Chapter 71: The Tower of the Hand Chapter 72: Ill Tidings Chapter 73: A Woman's War Chapter 74: Salt and Smoke Chapter 75: A Golden Crown of Sorrow pt. 1 Chapter 76: A Golden Crown of Sorrow pt. 2 Chapter 77: Haunted By The Daylight Chapter 78: A Boy And His Dragon Chapter 79: Vengeance Hungers

Chapter 80: The Bloody Hand of Dread Chapter 81: The Fool That Loved You Chapter 82: The Coward's Heart Chapter 83: The Death of A Son Chapter 84: A Sister's Rage Chapter 85: The Red Dress Chapter 86: A Vow of Fire and Blood Chapter 87: The Sworn Shield or The Boy Chapter 88: Cursed Child Chapter 89: Byka Ābrazȳrys

Chapter 90: The Mother's Prayer Chapter 91: The Favor of the Smallfolk Chapter 92: A Mother's Search Chapter 93: Once in grief, heart of black but forced in green I Chapter 94: Once in grief, heart of black but forced in green II Chapter 95: Once in grief, heart of black but forced in green III Chapter 96: Once in grief, heart of black but forced in green IV Chapter 97: Etched in Flesh Chapter 98: Think of Home

[kosher-martian]

Okay I just had the most messed up Star Wars dream. But also it was really cool and the most screwed up scene Star Wars could have ever produced. It actually woke me up with how messed up but also kind of interesting it was. I'll post this now and then reblog later for the evening crowd.

The dream was clearly supposed to be a deleted scene from the Disney+ Obi-Wan series set at the end of the last episode when Obi-Wan is coming to visit Leia in the epilogue. 

In this version of the show Obi-Wan picks up a sidekick along the way, Nari (the Jedi killed in the first episode to show the normie audience how badass the Inquisitors are). Apparently he wasn't killed in the first episode in this version, but instead badly injured but rescued by Obi-Wan. Now he has a cybernetic hand and leg, which I'm sure didn't trigger any PTSD flashbacks in old Kenobi. 

When asked what he's going to do, Nari says he plans to go off and "continue the fight" by helping Jedi and other force sensitives escape the Empire along the Hidden Path. Leia asks Obi-Wan and Nari if they want to meet someone special. Senator Bail Organa looks uncomfortable, but Leia leads the two Jedi and the Senator  back to a hospital room with medical droids and nurses. The camera zooms in and the droids & nurses move one-by-one out of the way to reveal... (I'm building suspense here)... a greatly diminished Padme Amidala. 

Obi-Wan immediately backpeddles out of the room for a quick anxiety attack.

She didn't die giving birth, but stroked out and is basically a vegetable only capable of staring off into the distance and drooling. They have Natalie Portman done up in a bunch of prosthetics to make it look like her face is drooping heavily on one side. Her hair is buzzcut (I guess narratively to keep Padme from pulling at it?) and she's connected to a bunch of massive medical equipment that makes her look small and fragile. Obi-Wan, out in the hallway and refusing to go in, is horrified because he could have sworn she was dead. Senator Bail reveals that he cooked up the whole dying story and did a switcheroo with one of her body doubles!?! WTF Bail!?!

Leia tries to talk to Padme, as does Nari. She mentions that her mother really doesn't respond but she feels like Padme is in there and listening. Nari recognizes Padme (as a politician who was friends with Anakin Skywalker, not as hi secret lover and eventual wife) and is happy to see her. He says something about how lost he feels but he's found purpose or whatever. He was just a padawan when Order 66 happened and he just knows if Anakin had been there at the Temple (evidently he was not present for the Anakin/Vader fight scene and reveal) ... 

Hearing the name "Anakin" causes Padme to snap back to reality for a second, just as Obi-Wan finds the strength to enter the room. They lock eyes as he enters the room and she slowly de-ages into a long-haired healthy looking Padme. I think it was supposed to be ambiguous whether she was being force healed or whether it was just a symbolic de-aging to what Obi-Wan sees in his mind's eye. She struggles to speak. The medical equipment bugs out. She says his name slowly. 

On Mustafar, Vader is stalking around his castle ranting about Kenobi while a little spidery robot droid walking alongside projects a hologram of the Emperor. He's ranting about Kenobi i living on borrowed time and how he'll tear apart the galaxy to find him and finish what he started and... 

Suddenly he stops dead in his tracks and he looks out a window up at the night sky. There's a lone shimmering star. Sidious tries to move the conversation forward by talking about troop movements or whatever and notices he's being ignored. Just as Vader says "Padme?" under his breath, we see Sidious flick his hand in annoyance and Vader's suit starts malfunctioning, forcing him to take a knee. Because of the timing of Vader speaking and the suit malfunctioning, the "-dme" part of "Padme" is rendered in Hayden Christensen's voice.

Sidious does the line from the original version but more annoyed in tone and with the Kenobi-specific parts removed: "You seem agitated, my friend. I wonder if your thoughts are... clear... on this, Lord Vader? If your past cannot be overcome...". 

Vader's suit malfunctions some more. Vader groans in agony.

"No. Kenobi and- Kenobi means nothing to me. I serve only you."

.

.

.

And that's when I woke up. Screwed up, right?

I HATE the idea of Padme being kept alive but as a vegetable, but I do like the idea of Sidious keeping his metaphorical finger on the kill switch to keep Vader in line.

Normally my dreams are extremely boring. The overwhelming majority of my dreams (80% of the ones I remember) are Grocery Shopping Simulator™ in a procedurally generated grocery store that only sells frozen food and tupperware. Just aisles and aisles of freezer sections and shelves with only plastic containers. The rest of them are either Transcribe Handwritten Table into Excel™ or the very rare Drive aimlessly around empty residential streets of my home town during the mid morning to kill time until the post office opens but the post office never opens, time doesn't appear to really be moving forward, and I just keep driving past the same few houses and sometimes my car radio will play an old rock song I like but otherwise it's just static or my unconscious mind's attempt to make radio ads™.

And then there are dreams like this!?!

[disneytva]

Disney And Disney Japan Sets Release Date, Creative Team, Animation Studios And Three Season Renewal For "Twisted Wonderland" Anime Adaptation For Disney+

The Walt Disney Company held an exclusive Disney APAC Content Showcase for it's subsidiaries and acquired creative studios for its confirmed 2025 to 2026 theatrical and streaming slate.

During the event mentioning which Animes they acquired for the 2025 season alongside the confirmation that Star Wars Visions was going to be renewed for a third season, one of the announcements was that the long awaited Twisted Wonderland anime adaptation is set to release in October, 2025 with a exclusive three season renewal.

The Twisted Wonderland Anime will be animated by TYO Animations Inc ("Cannon Busters" OVA) and Graphinica Co. ("Expelled from Paradise") with Takahiro Nari as Chief Director/Script, Shin Katagai as Director, Yoichi Kato as Main Writter with Hanaka Nakano and Akane Sato as character designers.

The three seasons will be themed around “Hearts Rubble”, “Episode of Savannah Claw” and “Octavinel”

Based on the popular mobile-game of the same name we follow Yuu as he is summoned to another world by a magic mirror and arrives at a magical school, Night Raven College. The main character is taken in by the school's headmaster and becomes acquainted with the school's top students, each in seven different dormitories (each based on a different Disney villain), while searching for a way home.

[thisiswhereikeepdcthings]

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[the-monkey-ruler]

The Real vs. Fake Monkey King (2020) 真假美猴王之大圣无双

Director: Luo Le Screenwriter: Yang Mo / Chen Banghe / Zhang Feixiang Starring : Du Yiheng / He Gang / Hu Linxi / Cheng Ye / Jin Qiaoqiao / Ng Mengda / Jiang Yuecheng / Gu Shangwei / Long Yangyang / Sun Cong / Bai Nari Su / Zhao Ji Genre: Action / Romance / Fantasy Production Country/Region: Mainland China Language: Mandarin Chinese Date: 2020-12-05 (Mainland China) Duration: 91 minutes Also known as: The Return of the God of War of the Monkey King / Great Sage / 真假美猴王之战神归来 / 大圣杀 Type: Retelling

Summary:

On the way to the west, the nine-ring staff in Tang Seng's hand absorbed countless demon souls and became the key to the survival of the demon clan. In the battle for the staff, Sun Wukong was accidentally seriously injured by Liu'er and left the team, losing his identity. In order to prove his innocence, he had to go to heaven and earth to pray to gods and Buddhas, but in the end he found himself caught in a conspiracy about the survival of the three realms, and killed the person he had exchanged his life for with his own hands... Where should he go?

Source: https://mov-20.chinesemov.com/2020/The-Real-vs-Fake-Monkey-King

Link: N/A

[capaloma]

There is nary a word said against the King when he bequeathed the sword Blackfyre on Princess Rhaenyra's son, Jacaerys. It had been against tradition, to give a prized sword to an omega—though Baelon the Brave had Dark Sister once—especially, one of dubious parentage.

Try as she might, Princess Rhaenyra can't hide the whispers over her elder boys' brown hair and brown eyes, proof of their illegitimacy and of their Strong heritage. She had nearly brokered the Velaryons into war amongst kin when she and her husband, Prince Daemon, had struck Vaemond Velaryon headless, and those few Velaryon cousins with him, tongueless. The truth had been open amongst court, never spoken since.

No one wished to lose a tongue or a hand on the King's command for a truth not even the King can deny.

Only Queen Alicent had truly dared, and only behind close doors, in the dinner table, the injustice so great, she had to say something.

With her prized seven-pointed star hanging above her breasts, cloaked in green, Alicent had demanded, questioned why. Why was Prince Jacaerys worthy of Blackfyre when her son, Aegon, who was the eldest of the King's sons, was found unworthy of such an honor?

Prince Daemon had laughed. The King had hurried to reassure her.

'Aegon was no knight, he could hardly lift a sword without nicking himself,' Daemon had jested.

Queen Alicent had been incensed, she had nearly broken skin with how tight she clenched her fists.

She was angry. Still is, over the decree that soon followed.

Prince Aemond, her son, was to wed Prince Jacaerys.

By the King's command, he ordered the infighting to cease with this marriage. Only, neither Alicent or Rhaenyra liked it much.

The mothers of the boys had tried for moons to change the King's mind but he was set.

On the twenty first day of the second moon, a hundred and twenty nine years after the Conquest, Prince Jacaerys was wed to his uncle, the one-eye Prince Aemond. The omega had been quite the dapper, a delight among courtiers while his husband, the one-eye had been an eye sore.

Prince Jacaerys was doomed, Rhaenyra's supporters whispered, with a husband like Prince Aemond. No one questioned whether a child would come forth of the marriage, not with the King so invested with them both.

Prince Aelor had been born on the cusp of the year 130 AC to parents at war with each other. After the King's death, the Greens had declared Prince Aegon King in King's Landing while Rhaenyra had been hailed Queen on Dragonstone. The new parents were separated before then, and though Aemond wished for his son to be returned to him before Jace could poison his mind against the Greens cause, he had forgotten that Prince Jacaerys would sooner die than give up his son to his one-eye father.

[ilidaeandquill]

Hello!!

First off,

I'd like to apologize 😭 Due to exhaustion I forgot to check my COTL authors and therefor sent my ask to someone else :'))

Here is what I meant to tell you :

I'm so excited for the next chapter!

On that note though, I've a question when it comes to All Is Fair In Death And War ;

Though it does not concern the main characters (The Lamb and The Goat's dynamic together, Narinder in general, and your oc being written so well one would think they're canon characters, the intriguing thing you're doing with slowly bringing light upon things that weren't mentioned before, is all a chef's kiss! 🤌 Perfection!!) The axolotl lightkeepers caught my eye!

Were they hunted down for their healing capabilities?? (By Kallamar for his medical interests perchance??)

Is that regeneration something that exists in the fic's universe or something the Lamb would know about??

Actually I've several questions!

How does the curse spread through one's body and what would it's effects be like??

Are there stages of infection??

... Would severing the limb that contains it stop it??

Hiiiii!! Ok first off please don't apologize for the confusion. @pyramid-scheme-of-the-ewe is a phenomenal ShamGoat author so I see where the confusion came from. I got a good laugh from it lol. I'm super glad you liked the latest chapter! I'm happy to answer any and all questions about AIFiDaW so ask away! I'm so glad someone caught that! Essentially, yes. The Lighthouse Keepers attracted the curse bc the Light in the lighthouse is made from a massive crystal:

Taking the lore from the game, it requires camellias, mushrooms, and crystals to heal the curse, so cursed heretics instinctively search for these things. Also, it has yummy mortal villagers to feast on.

The curse's full restoration will be used later but Lamb&Goat&Nari know nothing about a cure yet lol.

And yes! The curse does have stages, though they're difficult to track. Essentially it wears the mortal's body down, kinda feasting on them from the inside, until something kills or heals them (and as Narinder noted there is a point beyond redemption, so death is the only certain 'cure' to the curse until they find the canon one). And since the curse stars in a mortal's head (why they have the goopy eyes and tears), you can't really sever the limb to stop the curse.

I hope this answered your questions! Thank you so so much for asking, this brought me so much joy you have no idea <3

[mare--noctis]

slow dancing with astarion?

this one kind of got away from me

send me prompts!

Naithrel evorlethor eryndorael esilissyr

(Together we shall dance under the starry sky)

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairing: Astarion x You (gn terms) CW: Established Relationship, Slow-Dancing, Mentions of Cazador, Implied Past Trauma, Word Count: 2,053

Astarion has snuck away from the party and Tav goes to find him, slow dancing ensues

It takes a moment to notice what was wrong with the scene in front of you. Happy faces cajole with each other in the tavern, flasks of ale slopping over bench tops as the people toast to the good health of every living thing. The troupe in the corner belt out tune after tune, the younger folk pairing off to dance while the children run under table legs in an elaborate game of chicken-chasing: the fan-dangled party game you introduced to the townsfolk. You spy Karlach - having recently acquired the ability to touch others without turning them to ash - challenging anyone in the vicinity to arm wrestles with a steadily growing pile of coin beside her. Gale and Shadowheart stand near one of the rear walls, talking quietly and observing the merriment through weary eyes. Lae’zel stoically bears the weight of a child’s curiosity as the tiefling children you rescued crowd around to hear her war stories. Even Wyll is deep in the goblet holding court with an enraptured audience, swapping tales of derring do with Halsin to the delight of the fans.

Then it hits you. That flash of white hair, usually swindling someone of their coin while in an inebriated state, was missing. You scan the room one more time to make sure, to no avail. Astarion wasn’t here.

Disengaging politely with the wife of the mayor you were chatting with, you slip out of the main room towards the stairs that take you to the rooms above. The inn-keeper had given you rooms on the top most floor, away from the smells of the stable yard below with a pretty little prospect of the town green. This was where you were headed now, leaning on the wall to stay steady as the bottles of Chultan Fireswill catch up to you. Astarion’s room is empty at first, but you spy the ornate clothes he had dressed in for the celebration tossed haphazardly over the end of his bed, and the cool breeze against your cheek alert you to the open balcony doors.

Astarion is there, one hand smoothing over the knots and whorls in the wood, eyes fixed on the glint of ship lights in the far distance. You study him for a moment: the moonlight turning his white hair into shining silver, as is spun from the finest silk this side of the Greypeak Mountains, his pale skin looking as if it was carved from the purest marble.

You intend to walk over and join him quietly, but your little toe against the edge of the cabinet had other ideas, muffling several curse words as the marble shoulders tense. You shake off the pain and continue forward, out into the cool night where there was nary a cloud in the sky. Stars wink back at you as you settle in next to him, the warm press of your bodies pleasant in the night air.

“You’re turning into Wyll” you say after a long moment, watching the sails sway on the ocean. “All this sneaking off at parties, he’s a bad influence.”

Astarion barks a short laugh at that and focusses his attention to tracing the grain of the railing.

“Everything ok?”

You feel the sag in his body as he deflates a little, leaning closer into your warmth.

“Nights like these… people partaking in frivolous amusement… serves as a stark reminder of what I am” he says bitterly.

You link your pinky around his, eyes firm on the horizon as he stops tracing the wood and starts tracing the lines on your palm.

“Everything I drink tastes like vinegar and everything I eat tastes like ash…” he trails off, following a deep blue vein up along your forearm. “And now that we’re near the city, I…”

He falters, stilling cool fingers in the crook of your elbow to feel the thrum of your fast-beating heart. You turn to lean a hip against the railing, starting your own tracing from his hand up over his bicep, over his neck and cheekbone to brush curls delicately over one pointed ear.

“I can’t escape the memories of what Cazador made me do in establishments such as this” he finishes quietly, thumb gently brushing the side of your elbow as his gaze falls to the floor. You pull him into a hug, arms looping low around his slender waist as his go around your shoulder, face burying into your neck.

You noticed over the course of your relationship how little Astarion got to experience intimacy for intimacy’s sake – the nights lounging by the fire in his lap with a book Gale recommended open between you as you read passage after passage, a kiss brushed lightly over a cheek when greeting him after time apart, the languid kissing in the wee hours of the morning when neither of you could sleep, hands exploring gently without intent – and just how much of his sexual proclivities were only about the sex.

Those nights curled up in each other’s arms quickly became tradition, whether you were reading a book, or swapping stories from your childhood, or discussing the finer points of caring for cashmere cloth while travelling, and your companions quickly adopted your tent as extra storage since you rarely spend any time in it. Gale would comment on it occasionally, comparing Astarion to Tara with the way his eyes gleam possessively if someone got too close, and you have caught Halsin on more than one occasion studying the two of you with poorly concealed desire.

The sex was great, as it had always been, but once you were past the awkward admissions of power and manipulation you realised that Astarion had no idea how to be in a loving relationship. His boundaries were set it all sorts of fucked up ways, twisted and warped by Cazador and his own self-loathing, and they were your challenges to unravel – one experience at a time.

Amongst the sanctity of your companions, Astarion could hardly bear a minute without your touch in some way; a hand on the shoulder, a ruffle of hair, a peck on the lips in passing. He always found some way to bump your hip while working, to trace a finger down your arm, to wrap his hand around whatever limb he could reach.

He craved the warmth of your skin. You always lamented at how you ran hot as a child, sweating it out over brutal summers, but it is a blessing in disguise as you lay wrapped around each other of an evening, cold lips pressed to a warm neck and legs tangled in perfect equilibrium.

You begin to walk back slowly, pulling Astarion with you as he catches your gaze. Inky black eyes in the moonlight turn to soft red inside the room as you light the candles with a soft word. He presses a kiss to your neck, your jaw, your cheekbone, over your nose until your lips meet softly, tenderly as hands splayed over your shoulders push you closer together.

“Wait, my love” you murmur, smiling when he chases your lips with a pout. “I want to dance.”

His face falls minutely, then fixes in a pleasant smile.

“By all means darling, let’s go downstairs and rally the band!” His laugh is forced so you bring your hands up to cup his cheeks, kissing him quiet. You pull back and close your eyes, focussing on the smell of Astarion’s parfum, the taste of wine on your lips, the touch of gentle hands on your back, and you reach into the Weave.

Pleasure swirls around you, tendrils of intent wrapping around your hand as you lifted it between you two to show him the purple essence. You hum the tune in your head and will the music into existence, eyes opening triumphantly as the sounds of a flute and harp echo softly around you. Astarion’s eyes never leave your face as you take one of his hands and slide the other around his waist, desire and an amount of trepidation clear as day.

“I don’t want the band” you say simply, swaying with the music. “I want to dance with you.”

Astarion’s smile is purer than anything you have ever encountered as he takes the lead in waltzing a slow, haphazard circle of the room. “My darling” he whispers, kissing you deeply before guiding you through a slow spin. “My love.” You come back to his arms feeling lighter than a feather, adoration for your lover swelling until it felt fit to burst from your chest. Something must have shown on your face because his eyes crease in amusement, lips pressed to your temple as you sway to the melody. “My divine grace. You are surely a succubus sent to capture my soul for I don’t understand how I deserve to know your love” he says quietly into your hair, thumb idly stroking the small of your back. You go to speak but he silences you with soft kiss, pulling away the barest amount to speak as if his words were a sacred prayer. “You have been nothing but kind and patient -  accepting my faults without condescension or malice. You have taken my broken spirit and breathed life into a long-dead heart with nary a thought to compensation.”

He stills in the middle of the room, red eyes bright with wonder, the hand holding yours coming up to cup your cheek. Tracing his thumb over your bottom lip he draws you in for a deep, tender kiss, pulling your bodies so close you are sure you will melt into him.

“I might have stayed the irascible, wounded man incapable of leaving the shadows of my past if you had not taken my hand and drawn me to the very light I avoided for nigh 200 years.”

Your heart beats rapidly, surely to burst out of your chest as you tighten your arms, trailing kisses down his temple and jaw. He has come so far from the man you met by the nautiloid crash; a man who closed himself off from anything that could possibly hurt him, hiding pain and uncertainty behind a veneer of snark and derision. It seems a lifetime ago to the man currently in your arms, and if all goes well, he shall stay there for a lifetime to come.

“For the first time in 200 years I am hopeful for my future.” His voice was small, but the conviction was clear. “For the first time… I imagine a life with someone by my side. I could never have hoped to experience the love you have so freely given me, when all you received in return was lies and attempts at cohesion.”

You smile at that, bringing one hand to cover the one on your cheek and the other to press over his still heart. “I would have made do” you tease, pleased to see the joke land positively. “I am so proud of you Astarion. From the first moment we shared, your vulnerability – even though it pained you at the time – is something I will treasure forever. I see the light in you, my love, and it is breathtaking.”

The candlelight seems to pulse with your words, glowing even brighter as the music swells to a triumphant chorus.

“You are deserving of a happy ending my darling elf. My only wish is that I am written by your side when our stories are told.” Tears well in your eyes and spill but you find you don’t care, pressing a kiss to the tear tracks on Astarion’s own cheek. He pulls you towards the bed and helps you rid yourself of your party clothing, settling alongside you under the rough sheets as you will the music to cease. The candlelight dims and you drift into a contented sleep, lips pressed to your hair murmuring loving epithets until your eyes droop. Just before they shut, you hear the familiar lilt of Elvish;

“Leuthilsel, delaesyrn eni, su'lmélo. Phorael'sar nindol su'linueth natha. Ren amin mindelara, natha darthas. Galennor tuulo’laer, eldalié. Syl’esske, melamin, melme’amin. Sylvaris, lyrie’nythas, varulitharien. Naithrel evorlethor eryndorael esilissyr.”

You smile through the tears and press a soft kiss to Astarion’s throat, finishing the vow in a voice laced with happiness.

“Ai’tel’quessir, mirimaar amin, nindelar. Leuthilsel mirimaar tel’quessir. Tel’quess eni.”

Here is the translation of the Elvish:

“My beloved, heart of mine, forever. By the stars’ grace we are bound. In your eyes I find home, my heart rejoices. Forever we walk, together. For all eternity, my love, my soul’s mate. Sylvan beauty, my heart’s delight, enchanter of the woods. Together we shall dance under the starry sky.”

“To the elves, our people, we shall belong. My beloved among the elves. My elf.”

Let me know what you think. Thanks for reading! K

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[anunendinggaze]

Languages: Does your muse speak multiple languages? Do they use some sort of universal translator? What do they do if someone speaks a language they don't understand?

"Please, let me go," came the painful, guttural gasp of the blue scaled creature before him. Their body had been mangled by research, the eyes since removed and the toed claws as well were now hanging up to dry. A plethora of dragon based ingredients had become quite a booming enterprise for the star lost cultist.

Kinowin smiled. "I don't believe that is possible now. I think we have gone down this rabbit hole to far."

A shake of the brutalized face was shuddering with painful sobs again despite the inability to actually form tears now. It felt rather pathetic and sad. Good, was all Du'mere thought as he began to unwrap his wrist and hand.

The dracthyr continued to shudder and claw at his body, confused and naive the creature had only just recently come to Orgimmar. Years of sleep and seclusion had made the dream of interacting with the younger races so appealing. They were friends, welcoming and warm to the dragonkin who came to join their ranks. The petty wars between them were easily overlooked by the sheer volume of culture that gathered in these places. Kindness was never in short supply as the dracthyr accepted warmth in stories, food, and drink.

To much to drink.

Kinowin crouched down before the wounded kin, his clean unwrapped hand coming to gently stroke and touch the blue scales. The dracthyr shuddered and weakly tried to pull away, only to be rewarded with a pitter patter of fingertips along it's snout.

"Please."

The elf smiled and tilted his head, his glowing green eyes burning at the thought of the next few moments. "I know, you will soon be free. I promise. But I need to learn a few more things. I know much, but you know so much more."

Shivering the weak claws would reach up in desperation. "Please I will tell you anything, just let me go home. I won't tell anyone about this. I just need to be home."

Again the gentle hushing of words as Kino stroked it's spiked jowl. "Shh shh, my dear. You have nothing to fear. I only wish to learn. You are so new and wonderful. Truly you are. Your culture. History. Geography."

The cultist's hand would slip hard against a horn on the cheek of the dragon, the blue head flinching as the elf pressed to further the cut that soon drew blood.

Black blood.

"We have but a few more things to learn, but now I am so curious to learn." The hand moved along the jaw, dragging the black oozing oil forth to darken the blue scales. A sizzling hiss began as it sunk in between the folds and began to fester on the face of the dracthyr. "I must learn your tongue. You will teach me, yes?"

"Mother...help..me..."

"Sweetling, to call to your mother as your last words," Kinowin smiled widely as he pried it's mouth open with his fingers. "How absolutely delightful."

The hand slipped into the maw of teeth as the blood seeped and swallowed the creature from the inside with a gurgle and nary a cry.

@sanguinesorceress

[daniarts19]

Characters in my LGBT headcanons

I just putting this because I can’t open my old account because of my google account being hacked,

Lesbian: Catra (She-Ra), Namaari, (Raya and the Last Dragon), Ivy (Carmen Sandiego 2019), Amity (The Owl House), Spinel (Steven Universe), Cassandra (Tangled), Andrea (The Ghost and Molly McGee), Mary (Total Drama), Apple White (Ever After High), Sammy (Camp Cretaceous), Alex (Dragons the Nine Realms), M.K (Total Drama)

Gay: Ryan Akagi (Infinity Train), Shiro (Voltron), Benson (Kipo), Ryan (The Wild; my version of Ryan), Logs (Dead End), Bia Zao (Kung Fu Panda legend of Awesome; rewritten), Raj (Total Drama), Aristotle (Billie Bust Up), Diazo (Strange World), Bowie (Total Drama)

Bi: Frey Holland (Forspoken), Lapis (Steven Universe), Owen (Total Drama), Min-Gi (Infinity Train), Carmen Sandiego, Marcy (Amphibia) Luz (The Owl House), Alberto (Luca), Bodi (Rock Dog), Mirabel (Encantó), Jun (Dragons and the Nine Realms), Luisa (Encanto), Krel (3 Below), Edric (The Owl House), Moxxie (Helluva Boss), Tulip Olsen (Infinity Train), Lance McClain (Voltron), Raya (Raya and the Last Dragon), Tadashi (Big Hero Six), Lena (Ducktales), Savannah (Ron’s Gone Wrong), Viper (Kung Fu Panda), Mr. Snake (The Bad Guys), Priya (Turning Red), Eda (The Owl House), Tyler (Turning Red), Lil'Foxy/Francine (Rock Dog), Chizu (Samurai Rabbit), Kitsune (Samurai Rabbit) , Sasha (Amphibia), Ethan (Strange World; respect that opinion), Norma (Dead End), Priya (Total Drama), Hunter (The Owl House), Naida (Lego Elves), Lucy Santana (Daniel Spellbound), Peng (Kung Fu Panda Legend of Awesome; rewriten), Wakko (Animaniacs), Yaz (Jurassic World Camp Cretaceous), Millie (Total Drama), Star (Star vs the Forces of Evil), Ellody (Total Drama), Mermista (She-Ra), Lily Lightly (MLP G3 My version), Raven Queen (EAH), Abe (Clone High), Soleil (Fright Krewe), Hal (Wish), Starlight Glimmer (MLP), Axel (Total Drama), Frida (Clone High), Marianne (Strange Magic; my version), Floyd (Trolls), Connor (Ruby Gillman Teenage Kraken), Julia (Total Drama), Lop (Star Wars)

Ace: Twilight Sparkle (My Little Pony; Biromantic), Mantis (Kung Fu Panda; panromantic), Mr. Peabody (heteroromantic), Hans (Frozen; heteromantic), Libby (The Ghost and Molly McGee; biromantic), Ms. Tarantula (The Bad Guys; panromantic), Anne (Amphibia; panromantic), Ezekiel (Total Drama; heteromantic), Luca (heteromantic), Lilith Clawthorne (The Owl House House; Aroace), Po (KFP), Abby (Turning Red; Panromantic), Angus (Rock Dog; Heteroromantic) Lauren/Scary Girl (Total Drama; Aroace), Peridot (SU; Aroace), Sierra (TD; Aroace), Douxie (Tales of Acardia; Biromantic), Byx (Endling; Panromantic), Jay Snake (Descendants; Demiromantic), Octavia (Helluva Boss; Biromantic), Elian (Spellbound; Biromantic)

Pan: Adora (She-Ra), Kipo (Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeast), Sam (Green Eggs and Ham), Jo (Kid Cosmic), M.T/Lake (Infinity Train), Wander (Wander Over Yonder), Camilo (Encanto), Molly McGee (The Ghost and Molly McGee), Val Little (Monsters at Work), Blitzo (Helluva Boss), BeetleJuice, Emira (The Owl House), Rider (Centaurworld), Nooshy (Sing 2), Yuichi Usagi (Samurai Rabbit), Zack (Carmen Sandiego), Willow (The Owl House), Casey (Moongirl and Devil Dinosaur), Kitty (Total Drama), Wandering Blade (The Dragon Knight), Valor (Bravelands; my version), Briar Beauty (EAH; my version), Cheng Lonnie (Descendants; my version), Tom (SVTFOE), Ruby Gillman

Queer: Katie (The Mitchells vs the Machines), Stolas (Helluva Boss), Honeymaren (Frozen), Vi (Arcane; into being lesbian) Caitlyn (Arcane; possibly Bi)

Trans: Barney (Deadend; also gay)

Non-Binary: Thunder (Nine Realms; Pronouns as He/Him), Nari (Tales of Acardia: Pronouns as She/Her), Raine Whispers (THO), The Collector (THO; Pronouns as He/Him), Asher (Kipo), Billie (Billie Bust Up; pronouns as she/they and her/them)

Demi:, Tin Tin (Heteromantic) Doom/Joy (The Bad Guys Books; biromantic), Vee (Panromantic) Aira (Lego Elves; biromantic), DJ (Total Drama; heteromantic)

Well I hope you like this. (Please don’t send rude comments, just respect this).

[thisiswhereikeepdcthings]

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