#stargazer talon

[aurelion-solar]

Stargazer Gwen, Sona, Talon & Prestige Talon - Wild Rift Exclusive Splash Art

[no-shxme]

i havent talked much about the new wr talon skin(s) so i will just say that i likeee his base, dont like his prestige much at all, and his bio overall disappoints me.

(splash + bio for reference):

Stargazer Talon: It takes only a slash of the blade for Talon to shatter the fate of a sphere. Unlike the bookish scholars in the Order, Talon thinks nothing of the destruction of dimensions, for his allegiance lies with the very threat that causes it.

this is a fine bio. more good than bad. better than primal ambush for sure imo. but like, i hope this won't be a trend of 'making him a traitor' after the kat comic. i think that's why im a lil more wary of this bio off the bat. it better not set a trend bc oh god no. i would've loved at least a hint of something extra, that he was being manipulated or smth. yanno, more tie ins if we're going that route instead of just painting him as evil. but whatever.

and i DO like the fact that they mention bookish scholars as if talon ain't one of them, fits my hc very well. and the note that he doesn't care about anything else (though i dont like the implication that he doesn't care just bc he's 'evil,' instead of not caring just bc he doesn't give a shit)

overall though i find the bio a missed opportunity for talon. his whole character centers around control/the loss of it. and stargazers is a skinline focused on fate and futures like.... that's a gold mine of interesting conflict rather than just talon being a boring traitor. but alas.

[omnicpng]

Pve ending

[mercless]

🗡 if i had a nickel for every time talon's narrative focuses on interacting with horrors beyond mortal understanding, I would have two nickels (classic and stargazer.) which isn't a lot but it's nice to see there's some narrative overlap for talon across verses.

[demiboydemon]

List of date ideas for when your girlfriend is a dragon:

Have a picnic outside (she can’t fit inside, so any food you have together is technically a picnic)

Braid her long, coarse, golden hair (she’d braid yours back, but she doesn’t have fingers)

Watch the sunset together (the glow of her scales may be brighter, though, so keep that in mind)

Stargaze (you can ride on her back to get a closer look)

Spa date! Do your nails, wear face masks, and put cucumbers over your eyes! (She won’t be able to do any of this because her face and eyes are too big, but she can eat the cucumbers and you can paint her talons to match your nails)

Go shield surfing! Use one of her old scales as a shield. (She’ll cheer you on! Dragon girlfriends are great at supporting your dreams! Plus, she has tons of extra scales in case the old one breaks)

Go horseback riding (but ride on her back and not a horse’s)

Explore some ruins (she used to love those, remember?)

Go home and cry because you wish your girlfriend was herself again.

Go to a drive in movie! (She can’t fit in a regular theater)

[stargazers-paradise]

"Angel. Please." -> He tilted his head slightly, exposing his neck for his lover. He knew that Follower now needed to put his scent back onto him in various ways to be satisfied. "He touched my shoulder, yes, but I had prompted brushed his hand off me since I don't quite like being touched by strangers."

-> Once the prince and his angel arrived home, taking a set of pants and one of the newly bought turtlenecks over to the bathroom. "I can't wait to see you in your new little outfits, angel. You'll look so cute!" - @stargazers-paradise

Follower hums in acknowledgment, his face a little red from the whole situation. Not that he didn’t mind…he just wasn’t used to having nice things…

He went over to the bathroom to go get changed, locking the door behind him just in case.

[violetswritingg]

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Series

Twisters

Thunderstruck

Tyler Owens x OFC!

Description: When cowgirl meets cowboy after a year of no-contact and chaos ensues during storm season!

Rating: M (Mentions of blood and death in Tornadoes and storms alike, angst and loss of loved ones, car accidents, Tornado aftermath, and injury to characters, slight age gap (5 years))

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 17 (Coming soon)

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Young Justice

Canary Cry

Robin/Nightwing (Dick Grayson) x OFC!

Description: Her violence was silent. Until it wasn't.

"I'm fine."

"Fine is just another word for drowning."

Rating T-M (mentions of blood, child abuse, mental health, cannon situations of violence and the like. Loss of parents, hard of hearing/deaf character, poorly written fight scenes lol)

Act-One

0: Creation

1: He Left

2: Birthday's and Nightmares

3: Drop-Zone A

4: Drop-Zone B

5: Disappointment

6: School'd

7: Trash Go Boom

8: Home

9: Infiltrator

10: Outfiltrated

11: Truces and Text messages

12: Denial

13: Downtime

Act two

14: Bereft

15: Mortal Wounds

16: Home Invasion

17: Alpha Male pt.1

18: Alpha Male pt.2

19: Plant Subterfuge

20: Revelation

21: To be determined

22: To be determined

23: To be determined

24: To be determined

25: To be determined

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Titans

Only in Darkness

Jason Todd x OFC!

Description:

"Only in Darkness can you see the stars."

Or

Marlowe Knight stumbling upon a girl prophesied to end the world and going on the adventure of a life time.

Rating: M (Blood, cannon typical violence, sibling rivalry, scars, torture, trauma, angsttttt)

0.5

1: A New Chapter

2: Crime Scenes and Cafés

3: Dodged Calls

4: Cop Killer

5: To The Rescue

6: Blueberry Pancakes and Rooftop Memories

7: Phone Calls

8: Panic and Motel Conversations

9: Old Friends

10: Second Chances

11: Leaving

12: Nuclear Family Drama

13: On Edge

14: Different Places

15: On The Move

16: Training Season

17: Seriously? These Guys Again?

18: Chicago, She-cago

19: The Three Musketeers

20: TBD

21: TBD

22: TBD

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Peacemaker

Stargazer

Adrian Chase x OFC!

Description:

Back in 1939 the Court of Owls set out to create the first Talon, they called this initiative the Ghost protocol. Their product? everything they ever wanted in a solider for their nefarious schemes to keep their power over Gotham City.

Roberta Harris, Bobbie if you don't want to get shot somewhere important, never wanted this life. A 'criminal' to the world and a legend in the world of spy shit and black ops project's. The bomb in her head keeps her compliant with Waller's demands until Project Starfish wins her her freedom. What will she do now?

Or

A world in which an elderly lady moves to a small town in Washington state to get away from the superhero bullshit only to get pulled back in against her will. Growing along the way as a result.

Rating: M (For obvious reasons, it's Peacemaker)

1: Freedom

2: TBD

3: TBD

4: TBD

5: TBD

6: TBD

7: TBD

8: TBD

9: TBD

10: TBD

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Invincible

Valkyrie

Mark Grayson x OFC!

Description: In which two superpowered teens meet and fall in love amongst blood, death, and betrayal

Rating: M (Canon typical violence, betrayal, mental health issues, abandonment issues, child neglect, angsttttt)

Too Good To Be True

Carnage

Aftermath

Attacked From All Sides

Outer space

Nightmare

Burial Plot

Compromise

Shit Show

Shit Show pt.2

TBD

TBD

TBD

TBD

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More coming soon!

[0verthemo0n]

FUTURE Ramattra General and romantic headcanons

This is my au that I don't know what to call it so oof...

Also, im not good with headcanons either...

Warning: i add spoiler alert, so if you see red, it means it's a spoiler to part 2. You can either skip it or just read it, it not that much important... I think...

General

So we're talking about Ramattra, but in the future, where he won the War, disbanded overwatch and well murdered a few junkers and talons... yeah.... sooo

10 years since he disbanded overwatch, so right now, he's 38 years old. Five years ago was the worst years for him, for many reasons, one of them is what you read in "this is what you wanted right"... punching zenyatta faceplate, and also realizing how his rules and his actions were too cruel, blinded by power.

But he changed, still stubborn and thinking he's the right, but he isn't cruel or power hungry anymore. He's got wiser.

Height, future ramattra upgraded his body, so his normal form is 7'5 feet tall. his Nemesis form is now 9"1 feet tall

Ramattra normally always in his office. He never gets much breaks, too focused on his paperwork and leader thing.

Ramattra likes ants and still does

He hates people who try to outsmart him or use his words against him. He won't hesitate to switch it back at you.

Mentioning him about Talon, he won't hesitate to get you out or shut you up, never EVER mention them.( The same goes Overwatch, but he'll show some respect)

Spoiler alert for part 2: Ramattra is the leader of the Seven Captains who help him with society, authority, and more.

His scarf has stars and constellations, but it's small... The clothes he wears are his old monk outfit but upgraded to show he's more than just a leader but a protector.

Romantic

he's a demisexual in this au

love language he would like to receive from his reader would probably be act of service, he would definitely love his reader that helps him around with work, especially if he thinks about settling down (probably will never happened )

Now, the way he expressed his love language would be a word of affirmation, this man would praise his reader and compliment them when they least expected. Would love see his reader get flustered. Bonus: If you praise him for doing something, you may not see it, but he lets a few steams(aka you flustered him)

He isn't much into physical touch, so his reader might have to give him time. He also prefers to do it private. He doesn't care about his reputation. Literally, he does not, but he doesn't like people interrupting his time with his reader.

Imagine Maximilian or some random omnic/human worker entering his office while he was about to get a kiss on the forehead or having a bunch of lipstick kisses all over his faceplate. He's gonna get teased.

When it comes to dates, he prefers simple places like a cafe restaurant(probably be annoying considering people will gossip or some paparazzi ruins it) in case his reader hungry or takes them to a place where both can do stargazing and talk about different constellations.

He has a lot of patience with his reader. If his reader is angry or something, he'll patiently wait for them to calm down.

Sometimes, he will ignore his work to have some alone time with his reader. Or make some excuse to check up on tjem.

Spoiler alert: if his reader is a human, he will get pissed if one of the seven captains ever insults or uses racist slur towards his reader, especially if his reader is married to him. He's not gonna tolerate any vile words towards his spouse.

[talonabraxas]

Deities & Demons: Ostara and the Dawn

THE DAWN

Ostara, Ēostre who stemmed from Astarte is both an Ancient Germanic Goddess and one of the eight Neopagan Sabbats which make up the Pagan Wheel of the Year. The Sabbat, or Holiday celebrates the re-birth of Spring after the barren winter season. The face of the Goddess Ostara is the Virginal Maiden of Spring, the smiling celestial crescent, emerging in the sky from the black horizon of winter.

One must imagine the ancient European Winters to truly appreciate the return of this gentle fertility Goddess. To get through the barren season, families would store grains, nuts, dried meats and herbs for their survival. This preserved prosperity directly from the land equated with the sustaining of life when external conditions i.e. weather did not support it. Ēostre emerges from the rich Pagan canon of deities who came about when survival truly depended on the fertility and abundance of the land and humanitie’s harmonious relationship with it. She is and was and is a Goddess of the People, the Workers, the Creators, the Stargazers, and the Bacchanalian Merry makers. Now more than ever, in our modern age of convenience, and urban aversion to the laws of Nature’s Cyclic cornucopia, do we need the return of an abundant feminine force.

Even in modern astrology, the wheel of the zodiac starts with Aries, which correlates to March (the Sun enters Aries around the Equinox).

This means that you can think of March as a new beginning, too. If your year hasn’t started on the right footing, if you feel like you’re already behind, if you need some of that New Year energy again, here it is for you. Take it!

Ostara ☀️ Talon Abraxas

[rabbits-foot-reqs]

Could we get a headmate who uses a couple names with quiet nighttime vibes if that makes any sense and an interest in the stars? Thanks :3

We ended up making them also a barn/masked owlkin because of the nighttime association, we hope that that's okay!

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Name(s): Astro, Atlas, Orion, Jules, Sydney, Hugo

Age: 16-21

Pronouns: They/She, Xe/Xem, Sh☆/H☆r, Th☆y/Th☆m, X☆/X☆m, Star/Stars, Galaxy/Galaxies, Leo/Leos, Astro/Astros, Talon/Talons, Beak/Beaks

Gender(s): Demiboy, transneu, Cosmainull, Starforestaesic, Owlbeing

Sexuality: sapphichillean, bambi bi lesbian, asexual 

Species: Human, Tasmanian Masked Owlkin

Race: Haitian American/Native American

Likes/interests: stargazing, late-night walks, studying astronomy/astrology, flying, memorizing star names/constellations, soft lofi music, sleeping at daytime

Dislikes: space/star related conspiracy theories, forest fires, poaching, light pollution, busy/big cities

Boundaries: don't wake them up unless it's an emergency, don't talk about aliens or Atlantis, don't ask invasive questions

Fav/Associated song: Constellations - The Oh Hello's

Sign-off: -🌠🦉

Faceclaim: 

Made by: mod 🖖🏽

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[aurelion-solar]

Wild Rift Exclusive Skins in Patch 5.3

Shan Hai Scrolls Ahri, Jax & Ornn

Stargazer Sona, Gwen & Talon

Battle Sheep Soraka, Battle Hound Fiora & Battle Mare Sivir

Winterblessed Lillia & Nami

[phantasmacabre]

Realized I neglected to make a post for Reno for the Turk HC posts I've been doing:

1. He's the eldest in a large improvished family that he doesn't have contact with anymore, having decided to try and make a life for himself by trying (and ultimately succeeding) to become a Turk

2. He has several tattoos besides the markings on his face: a Thunderbird (from Crisis Core) with a Midgarzormr clutched in its talons on his back, Leviathan wrapping around his right leg and stargazer lilies on his left calf

3. His natural hair color is a dark ash brunette (just a little lighter than Zack's black hair, darker than Tifa's hair)

4. He and Tseng were the most affected by Aerith's death

5. He formerly had an addiction to hyper

6. Has the biggest sadistic streak out of the main four Turks, because of this he is usually sent on missions where a target needs to be interrogated or reminded just who the Turks are and what they are capable of

7. He loves Tequila

8. Rude thought he was annoying when they first met

9. Is adamant that he is a great singer despite constantly being told the opposite by Elena. She often needs a remedy after riding in the car or copter with him since he is usually screeching a medley of songs off key

10. He frequently visits the old Sector 5 church to pay his respects and "talk" to Aerith

11. He has a fondness for coeurl print

Again don't take these too seriously, these posts are just for fun and you are free to block/like/request

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

I am back 😈

Hello my beloved wifi, I live

I have to say I adore ADORE the idea of Ajax and Legacy being perfectly in sync but sometimes having difficulty sharing the same body... specifically because they keep sneaking peeks when the other is out and keep wanting to be involved.

Like

You're making a flower crown with Ajax in a picnic? Legacy wants to smell and look at all the pretty flowers, wants to try making one too, out of curiosity. Would his claws ever be able to be that nimble, he wonders?

You're taking Legacy out and going stargazing? Ajax wants to point out the constellations he and his siblings would look for back home, the ones that ease his mind whenever he locates, but legacy keeps looking at you instead of the stars, and he can see why, you look positively radiant smiling like this, but it itches that he can't share everything he knows just to get your eyes to widen in delight.

You're holding hands with Ajax while walking around the harbor? Legacy chitters and whines because he wants to stretch his legs too but it's in public and he can't risk anyone seeing him or causing panic...

You're teaching Legacy how to hold and use chopsticks? H- hey– that's just unfair!! What does he need that for?! (apologies the thought made me giggle lmao)

And god forbid you try to cuddle only one of them while both feel particularly needy. You'll end up switching around every few minutes until both of them get fed up, and you'll settle for that strange amalgamation of the two of them, Ajax's body adorned with Legacy's armor, both of them present at the same time, just out of spite.

And, by the gods, it's never sweeter to kiss the two of them like this

(bonus points for Legacy absolutely ecstatic that, in this half and half form, he can use Ajax's mouth to kiss you breathless like he so often does haha)

oh my moon and stars YES i LOVE the concept of them bickering over control of their shared body to spend time with you!!

listen listen- Foul Legacy shifting Ajax's hand while he's walking with you so his claws are poking out, just barely grazing your skin. you glance down when you feel a light prod, biting your tongue to keep from chuckling when you see Legacy's talons on Ajax's hand; Ajax's cheeks are sunset-red from his Abyssal half's actions, only darkening when you begin playfully poking each freckle on his face to distract him from the odd sensation of having claws on his human hand. the MINUTE you get home Foul Legacy takes over, whining and chirping and stubbornly burying his face into your chest- he's lonely!! you and Ajax spent the whole day together and now Legacy wants attention!! he snuggles with you in his blanket nest for the rest of the evening, and Ajax is very apologetic and embarrassed when he wakes up the next morning, clinging to your form and nestled into several quilts and pillows

archons, Ajax DEFINITELY pouts when he sees Foul Legacy using chopsticks perfectly. how?? how did you teach him?? the Harbinger himself can't seem to master them, yet Legacy can do it even with his talons?? Ajax pleads for you to teach him as well, since he couldn't even get it down when Zhongli showed him- Legacy helps him a bit from his mind, using his own muscle memory to help him hold the chopsticks better, and to Ajax's delight he eventually becomes partially successful in using them! you still see him occasionally just stab his food with them, but it's a good start

Legacy has never been able to properly kiss you due to the structure of his mouth- he substitutes with headbumps and licks, or even pressing his maw against your skin- but never a kiss, until now. he blinks at his new form, an odd mixture of his monstrous self and Ajax's human body. everything feels so soft and squishy beneath the armor, a few garbled sounds slipping from his throat, teeth in the form of little fangs as he curiously pokes his face and realizes with a start that he has a human mouth. Legacy- and you know it's Legacy, from the bright, starry glimmer in his eyes- lets out a few delighted noises, a low, raspy version of Ajax's voice, turning to you and carefully brushing his hands against your cheeks as a silent request for permission. when you nod he leans in and presses his lips to yours, rumbling purrs coming from his chest as Foul Legacy tenderly kisses you, before pulling away, letting out short, delighted chitters and laughs- he's definitely doing that again <33

[xxl1zardb3ansxx]

Hi! @spaghettigod69 convinced me to share a chapter of my WOF fanfic, so here you go :) I'll try to post these weekly. Is kinda long.

~Epilogue~

It was years after things with the Pantalan dragons were solved. Moon and Qibli were living peacefully in a Nightwing village in the rainforest. They were much older now, they had 2 dragonets. Star Gazer, and Astrion. They were quite the duo. Star never wanted to get into trouble, Astrion couldn’t get enough of it. Eventually, Moon and Qibli found out that their daughter was an animus! She was still new to it when they found out, but they worked things out. She made herself a soul guard, and she learned diligently over the years. StarGazer was very well developed in her powers now, but she rarely used them. 

“Why should I?” Star asked, not really seeing a point.

“Well, you can use them for good, to help people in need! It really is a gift, honey. You’ll just have to see when you're older.” Moon said, placing her hand on her chest.

“You always say that though.” Star replied.

“Well, it’s true. Some things just don’t make sense this young.”

“But you solved 2 world problems when you were my age. You helped an entire continent!”

“Well, I was lucky to have met your father and all my friends. We worked together to solve those problems. A lot of it was really pure luck and thinking.” 

“Hmmm.” Star said sadly. “Fine. It’s no use arguing with you anyway.”

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The beginning

“Star! Get up, you have to go to the market!” Qibli called up the stairs.

“Mmmph. Coming dad.” Star called back. She came swooping down the stairs, feeling her earring swing a bit. When she got down the stairs, she grabbed a tree fiber basket and opened the door. A bright pink Rainwing met her gaze.

“Good morning!” The Rainwing sang. “How many dragons live in your house? Just a yearly check-up.”

“4. Moon, Qibli, StarGazer, and Astrion. And stormy, our sloth.” Star listed, backing away from the aggressive happiness of this Rainwing. She was ready for the reaction she knew the Rainwing would have.

“*Gasp* Your mom is Moon!? She’s like my idol! You're so lucky!” The Rainwing squealed, flapping her wings. “Can I have her autograph?”

“Yeah hold on. MOM! Somebody wants your autograph again!” Star called through the house. Disappointed once again.

Moon strided up to the door and smiled at the Rainwing standing at their door.

“Why hello there!” Moon said in her normal soft cheery voice.

“Uh hi! Wow! I can believe I’m meeting you! Can you sign my notebook?”

“Of course!” Moon said, getting one of her custom made pens from the table next to the counter. She signed the Rainwings notebook in her usual swirly nice talon writing. While they were doing that, Star pushed past them and spiraled into the air. She flew east toward the market. She didn’t really like it when strangers wanted to talk to her because of her mom. So she normally just didn’t tell people. Because they reacted like that. Star spotted the colorful stalls of the market and dove down. As she did, sweet smells of fruit filled her nostrils. She landed gracefully and tucked the poisonous barb she inherited from her dad. She carefully rolled her tail so she couldn’t accidentally stab someone. She walked to a light purple stall with flowers blossoming out of it. It was selling herbs and spices. The aroma was strong, it would overwhelm most, but not Star. She enjoyed inhaling the smells all over the market.

“Hello again Star! The usual?” The vendor asked.

“Yes please, thank you.” Star responded, nodding. As she waited for the vendor to finish wrapping the spices, she noticed a new stall, just across the street. It was yellow with several bits and bobs here and there. It looked like a sweet shop. Oh! It must be one of those new Silkwing shops from the ones that stayed here. I’ll have to visit. Just then the vendor finished up, and handed Star the spices.

“Thank you.” She said, before walking over to the Silkwings stall examining the bits and bobs they had. It was filled with strange candy things. It was like glass except it was made of sugar. They called them sugar drops and they came in a variety of colors and shapes. Flowers, stars, bugs, animals, and much more. They were very intricately detailed, with even the smallest details on point. A sky blue Silkwing with orange triangles along their spine and splotches of white sat behind the counter, looking quite upset. When they noticed Star looking at the sugar drops they perked up and smiled.

“Hello! Welcome to Sugar Dream! Each of the sugar drops you see were handcrafted by me and my father. Please enjoy them!”

“Wow, these look very impressive, sculpting with candy is something I would’ve never thought of. Oh, heh, sorry.” Star said, fiddling with her talons. “Anyway, um, I’ll have 4 of the star shaped ones please.”

“Of course! Those ones are my favorite!” The Silkwing said, looking happy that someone stopped to look at their stall. Star watched at the Silkwing boxed the sugar sculptures very carefully. As she handed them to Star, Star placed 4 sculltens (Coins) on the counter. Star delicately placed the box into her basket, making sure that she would not harm the things inside. She kept on with her journey through the market, gathering the fruits and spices her family needed. Eventually she made her way home, soaring through the jungle trees. She made sure to hold the basket very carefully so as to not spill any of the groceries. She landed on the porch of her home to find Qibli and Moon talking in a serious manner. 

“I’m home! I found a stall that sells these Silkwing candies called sugar drops.” Star said, grabbing the pink box from her basket.

“Hey honey. Me and your father have been talking,” Moon said.

“Oh no.” Star began.

“We’ve decided to send you to Jade Mountain Academy. The school me and your father went to.” Moon continued, standing up.

“Why? Just why?” Star said, almost talking to herself.

“Well, we think it would be good for you to make some friends at this school. Besides, you would have needed to choose a school eventually. “ Qibli chimed in.

“I know but didn’t like 3 attempted murders and 2 actual murders happen at that school while you were there?”

“Well, yes but that was because of problems that we already solved. And besides, I want you to meet some of my friends who are teachers there.” Moon said, trying to change the topic.

“I don’t think I have a choice do I?” Star said, stamping her foot.

“You really don’t, no.” Qibli said, bluntly.

“Well, I wouldn’t put it like that, but you should start packing sweet heart.”  Moon said.

“You mean it’s a boarding school?!” Star exclaimed.

“No, well, yes. It’s not in the jungle so you’ll have to stay there. But so will everyone else! So you won’t be alone!” Moon called after her daughter as she stormed up the stairs to her room. Star sat on her bed, fuming. Seriously!? Sending me to a school somewhere completely far away just because ‘We WeNt To It, NeH nEh NeH’ Ugh! Star thought angrily but still packed her things for school. She got her favorite leather satchel and placed her sketchbook, art supplies, the little star wood sculpture she got from her grandpa, her favorite books, and her notebook. She folded the top flap over and fastened the golden fastener. She placed the bag over her shoulder with a sigh. Although she guessed she’d be leaving within the tomorrow to next week time range, she still had the bag on her shoulder. Now was probably the last time she’d get to visit her favorite spots before she was swept off to a stupid boarding school. She climbed out her window, as using the front door would probably concern her parents. She soared through the air, feeling the warm jungle air on her face. It brushed past her scales, making her feel like a dragonet again. Free and fun. Without the restrictions of life. She looped through the trees to her favorite tree. A huge willow in the middle of the jungle. It felt so calming to sit upon its branches, sketching. The branches were the perfect spot for feeling the breeze. Star sat there once more, remembering all the sketches she made in this exact spot. The familiar chatter of younger dragonets rang out below. Laughing and joking. Smiling and playing, only worrying about what they’ll eat when they get home. They never had to worry about whether anyone knew about…that. Star couldn’t bring herself to think about it. Or at least its name. She decided to go to that sugar drop place again to cheer her up. She got a flower shaped one, with little chocolate details. It was quite delicious, but it didn’t help as much as Star hoped it would. She didn’t really know what else to do to cheer her up. She had no friends she could visit. Her family was too far away to be back by tomorrow just in case she did leave tomorrow. Her brother Astrion was probably cause-

“Hey! Over here! Pass it over here!” Astrion’s familiar voice yelled.

“Oh no.” Star said, turning to see what her brother was up to. He was racing through the trees with his friends, passing a pair of spectacles in between them. Behind them, there was a yellow looking dragon with Silkwing wings. She was clearly chasing after her glasses, running into several trees on the way. Star spiraled up into the sky and caught the glasses just before Astrion did. 

“Hey!” Astrion shouted.

“Astrion, what are you doing? Didn’t mom tell you you’d get grounded if she found you bullying the Pantala dragons again?” Star scolded.

“So what? She deserved it! She was all ‘Umm, actually you can only take one per person at a time at the melon cart.’ So we stole her glasses for ruining our fun.” Astrion protested in his annoying voice.

“So you got mad at her because you weren’t following the rules? Yeah makes total sense, ding-dong.” Star said, soaring over to the crashing dragonet. “Here, I think these are yours. Sorry about my idiot brother.”

The dragonet reached up and picked her glasses out of Star’s hand. She put them on and blinked a few times before saying “Th-thanks. S-s-sorry to bother you.”

“No, it’s my brother that should be apologizing. But, since he’s a dung head, he’s probably not going to. So, I’m apologizing on his STUPID behalf.” Star made sure Astrion heard the word stupid and he snarled at her. “Now I have to get him back to mom so he can get in proper trouble for this.”

“Th-thank you.” The dragonet stuttered again before floating off.

“Now you.” Star said, turning toward Astrion. “Come on, we’re going home.”

“What? No! Mom’s gonna be so mad at me!” Astrion pleaded.

“I don’t care. You chose to be a little dung head, so, you’ll get scolded for it.” Star said, grabbing his wrist and flying him home. He was pleading the whole way home, but Star didn’t care, he deserved it.

“Oh MOM! Astrion was being rude to the Pantala dragons again!” Star shouted through the house. Moon came flying down the stairs looking disappointed.

‘Really? Again Astrion?”

“Well-uh-yeah but-”

“I don’t wanna hear excuses, you're grounded. For 2 months.” Moon declared, crossing her arms.

“2 MONTHS?! That’s not fair!”

“Oh yes it is. You chose to be rude, so you’ll suffer the consequences. What did he do this time, Star?”

“He stole a Hive-Silk’s glasses and flew away with them because she found him breaking the rules.” Star said, shrugging. She was holding her laughter. It always made her happy to see her brother get in trouble.

“Astrion! Not cool! Don’t you remember when you had glasses and all the other dragonets would steal them from you? Not cool!”

“Bu-but-”

“I don’t wanna hear it, young man, in your room!” 

Star watched as he walked up to his room, his head hanging with guilt. Or he was just planning to sneak out later. Star had to try really hard to hold in her laughter.

“Now, honey. The school semester starts on Monday next week, so you’ll be leaving on Saturday so you can get settled.” Moon said, turning to Star. “So you’ve got 2 days to prepare. Oh, I’m so excited to see you going off to a new school! You’ll have so much fun and make so many friends!”

“Yeah, so many friends…” Star said, knowing that wasn’t true.

2 days later bc idk what to put here

Star woke up early in the morning on Saturday. Her satchel was already sitting by her bed. She sighed as she looked down at it, knowing where it will take her. She felt her earring thinking of all the things that could go wrong at this school. As she picked her satchel up she felt her sketchbook thump around. The only upside Star could think of was that she’d have new scenery to draw. Sure there was the ‘new friends’ thing, but as soon as she came home she probably wouldn’t be able to see them again for a while. Well, at least her mom promised her that she could fly there herself, instead of being embarrassed in front of a bunch of dragons she didn’t know. Star walked out of her room and down the stairs to find her mom and dad, sitting at the table with happy expressions. 

“Look at you! All ready to go! Oh, I’m so proud of you!” Moon said, walking up and hugging her daughter.

“It’ll be great there. I know it. Besides, you’ll be back in no time if you miss us!” Qibli said, trying to cheer up his clearly sad daughter.

“Thanks, dad.” Star said, sadly.

“Hah! Look at you, going to a far away school! And you’re all sad like anyone’s gonna miss you!” Astrion called from the top of the stairs.

“Astrion! Go back to your room!” Moon scolded. Star could hear Astrion’s talons clacking on the floor.

“Don’t listen to him honey. We’ll miss you.” Qibli said, hugging his daughter. He let go and looked at her with a loving stare. “You’ll be fine. I promise.”

“Thanks, dad.” Star said. But sometimes a promise isn’t enough, Star thought. Before long, Star finished her goodbyes, stuck out her tongue at her brother one last time, and stepped out the door. She heard it shut behind her with a soft swoosh. Star crouched and shot into the air, finally flying towards her new life for a year.

[follower-sword]

-> Shuffling came from somewhere in the woods around Follower's little setup, a splash of blue amongst the greenery. That blue color was... Oddly familiar. - @stargazers-paradise

The follower's feathered ears perk up. Seeing a familier blue in the corner of his eye. Stargazer? Or was it... was it a different rocket this time?

He seethes his sword and prepares himself as he steps closer to where he sees the blue. Seems like his taloned feet make him silent in this terrian... no wonder he doesn't wear shoes...

[a-galaxy-of-stars]

Name: Andromeda

Nicknames: Ro

Age:Mid-late 30’s

Year of Death:N/A

Gender:Female

Pronouns:She/Her

Sexuality: Pansexual

Species: Ars Goetia/ Snowy Owl

Occupation: Marchioness/ Marquise

Physical Appearance:  She is rather slender and very tall like most Ars Goetia, standing at 7’2 ft or 218cm. Her skin is snowy white along with her feathers that have speckles of midnight to match.

Facial Markings: She has a beak like all her fellow Goetia.

Hair: White

Eyes: Rose pink, slight glow

Ears:Since she is a bird demon, she does not have visible ears. However, she has 2 feathers on her head that refuse to be slicked down.

Demon Features: In her eldritch form, Andromeda has multiple wings and talons. Her form is very shadowy, only her eyes truly visible.

Backstory:Andromeda is the non-identical twin sister of Andrealphus, both born into the prestigious Ars Goetia family. While Andrealphus manifested as a majestic snowy peacock with ice-based powers, Andromeda took the form of a more subdued snowy owl.

From an early age, the twins' differing natures became apparent. Andrealphus, with his flashy appearance and confident demeanor, naturally drew attention and praise. Andromeda, on the other hand, preferred solitude and quiet contemplation, often retreating to high perches to observe the world below and gaze at the stars.

Their parents, expecting great things from both twins, struggled to understand Andromeda's introverted nature. This led to increased pressure on her to be more like her brother, inadvertently feeding her growing anxiety and self-doubt.

As they grew, Andrealphus's ice powers flourished, while Andromeda discovered a subtler gift - an innate connection to celestial navigation and the ability to perceive patterns in the night sky. However, in a society that valued flashy displays of power, her talents often went unnoticed or underappreciated.

Despite their differences, the twins shared a unique bond. In private moments, away from the expectations of their family and society, they found comfort in each other's company. Andrealphus, though outwardly boisterous, understood Andromeda's quiet strength, while she admired his confidence.

Now in her early 30s, Andromeda struggles to find her place in the demon hierarchy. She dreams of exploring Hell and the mortal realm, hoping to use her celestial knowledge and owl-like adaptability to carve out a niche for herself. Yet, her anxiety and the weight of family expectations hold her back, creating an internal conflict that she must overcome to realize her true potential.

Personality:Andromeda is quiet and introverted, preferring to be alone most of the time. She's very observant and good at noticing patterns that others miss. Though she's smart and knows a lot, especially about stars and hidden knowledge, she often keeps to herself due to anxiety and self-doubt. Andromeda is curious about the world but hesitant to explore because of her fears. She cares about others and can understand their feelings well, but she struggles to express herself. While she wants people to recognize her abilities, she's uncomfortable being the center of attention.

Life in Hell: She currently resides in the royal palace with her twin brother, Andrealphus. Despite the opulence of their shared home, Andromeda has carved out a quiet, personal space for herself - a tower room filled with star charts, ancient tomes, and celestial artifacts. While her brother often engages in courtly affairs, Andromeda prefers to stay in the background, observing the political intrigues from afar. 

Dislikes:loud crowds, twin comparisons, surprises, public speaking, spicy food, bright lights, arguments, being overlooked, rushed schedules, small talk

Likes: stargazing, quiet environments, astronomy books, herbal tea, puzzles, nature patterns, night flights, ancient artifacts, soft clothes, classical music