#tyris nayru

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@calllebasi Tell Alicia to come get her man.

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14 for the platonic touch meme ! (with Tyris and Alicia ;0c)

14. Brushing hair out of mine’s face

Tyris Nayru wasn’t used to being afraid. In fact, even when he traveled through warzones, he had never felt true fear. But with the woman beside him, the blonde-haired Jedi that could probably kick his ass if she wanted to, Tyris was terrified.

“What are we doing here?” Alicia asked, her voice the most beautiful sound in the galaxy to him.

Putting on his bravest face, Tyris attempted to explain. “This is where we first met, remember?”

The Senate Tower rose above them, lights sparkling in the windows as they gazed upon it. It was gorgeous to behold. It gave him something to stare at, but he couldn’t find a way to get his heart to stop racing in his chest.

Alicia smiled, the expression making her pretty face look even more lovely. More lovely than Tyris had ever thought possible. “It was the first day of the rest of my life.”

Tyris attempted to hide the slight shake to his hands. Kriff, he had never been so nervous in his entire life. Alicia could spin the most wondrous tales. Anything that passed her lips was perfection. When Tyris hadn’t responded, Alicia glanced at him, worry the dominant emotion on her face.

“Is something wrong, Ty? Are you feeling alright?”

Tyris nodded, allowing his bright blue eyes to glance at her. He brushed the stray hair that had fallen into her face before trailing his fingertips along her cheek. “I’ve never been better. With you, Alicia, everything will always be fine.”

The Jedi’s responding smile was all Tyris needed. “I feel the same.”

“I love you. You know that, right?”

“Of course. How could I not?” Alicia pressed a kiss to his jaw before giving him an inquiring look. “What is this all about?”

“I love you, Alicia. And I want to spend the rest of our lives together.” Tyris’ mouth felt dry but he continued on despite that. “I want you to be my wife.”

Alicia’s eyes widened at his words. “Wife?”

“As long as you want that.” He added, knowing that if she didn’t want to marry him, it would hurt, but he would understand. “I don’t want you to feel like you have to.”

“Have to?” Alicia asked, a bright smile filling her face. “I would be honored to be your wife, Tyris!”

She threw herself into his arms without warning and pressed kisses all over his face. He laughed, holding her close and doing the same to her.

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The Nayru Legacy + Text Posts

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9!

Thanks for the prompt, hun! Sorry it took so long to finish. I wasn’t sure who to use until now. I hope you like it. @calllebasi‘s Jedi Knight Alicia.

9. “Whatever happens, don’t make fun of me.”

Tyris Nayru loved that he was still such a mystery to the cute Jedi who had saved his life nearly a year ago. Since the moment they’d met, the pair had stuck together and watched each other’s back. Keeping the Jedi out of trouble seemed like an impossible task some days, but it was the small moments that made him realize how lucky he was.

His hands were fixed firmly on Alicia’s hips, the fabric of her robes soft against his skin.

A pair of pale blue eyes glanced up at him. “Whatever happens in the next few minutes, please don’t make fun of me.”

Moving her closer, Tyris leaned down and pressed a kiss against her light hair. “I would never do such a thing.”

Her freckled cheeks flushed and the smuggler felt a small thrill of excitement. The Jedi in his arms was a big hero in the Republic, but to him, she was just Alicia. No special titles, no fancy medals. Tyris respected and adored how amazing she was, but when they were alone, they didn’t have to be heroes. They could be themselves.

As Tyris moved her into a slow spin, he smirked at the way the curls near her cheeks bounced. “I can’t believe it took you this long to let me teach you how to dance.”

Once her hands were settled on his shoulders, she gave him a grin. “Well, I was busy.”

Pressing his forehead against hers, he closed his eyes and laughed. It was one of the happiest sounds that Tyris had ever heard come from his lips. “Excuses, excuses.”