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weirdpsychoticlife · 6 months
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tstwitterupdates · 1 year
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TS tweet february 19, 2023 :
Being up in Vermont means getting to hang with Joan and Talyn in person again. 🥹💜
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freckleslikestars · 1 year
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They say, it's a lucky - or an unambitious - man who goes when he's ready. That said: Scorpius is gone. I'm at peace. I don't... hurt. I... I did some good things. I'm proud of my life. And I'm with you. Don't worry about me... I've never felt better.
Or, John and Aeryn’s time on Talyn
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b2em-ho · 1 year
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He’s a spaceship he’s a troubled teen he’s a war criminal he’s a kidnapping victim he’s a combat drone who blew up a hospital he’s an incel he’s a poor little meow meow he’s a science project he’s space Lassie he’s a fascist he’s a sentient Satnav and he’s a VERY naughty boy
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enigmatist17 · 26 days
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I cannot be stopped.
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The last thing he feels, is love.
Talyn loves him, and that's all Bialar could have ever wanted to know right before they died. The feeling is returned, as the former Peacekeeper had come to regard Tayln as somewhat of a son to mentor, and he wishes it didn't have to end this way.
So, it is quite something when Crais opens his eyes.
It's all he can do, his body doesn't seem to wish to respond to his commands to move, so he stares straight up.
You're awake
Crais doesn't know this voice, his heart thudding as he forces his eyes to try and look around.
Do not fear, you know me
Moya.
Moya?
Focus, I can hear you
"Moya?" The name is uttered despite his lips still remaining sealed, and Moya hums in a way that makes the Sabecean melt in the feeling of safety.
Talyn left you a gift, my beautiful son
"I am sorry about Talyn, he was very brave." Crais can feel the way Moya shudders, the pang of loss making his eyes slip closed as he struggles not to cry out. The feeling eases, and Crais focuses on breathing as the familiar sensation of a Leviathan gliding through space help both beings calm.
I am pleased you were there, that he was not alone
"Never, Talyn means a great deal to me. He always will."
I know Bialar. Rest now.
Crais doesn't have to try very hard to take up on the offer, slipping back into what he now knows is sleep.
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alphamecha-mkii · 1 year
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Talyn Starburst by Ryan Begemann (Mallacore)
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anxie-talyn · 2 months
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My Favorite Men In Media
THE SLOG
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aubeezz · 2 years
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may we see Talyn and Taylor? It's been a while//! Of course you don't have to if you don't wanna ^^;
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U may
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loganslowdown4 · 7 months
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From the last livestream of Talyn’s Favourite Things: I tried Talyn’s coffee order! We don’t have Dunkins in Canada but I did it in Starbucks, gotta say, it’s a nice fall drink and I don’t usually drink coffee 😄
Talyn’s Favourite Coffee:
❥med iced coffee
❥2 pumps vanilla syrup
❥2 pumps hazelnut syrup
❥oat milk
(I added sugar too)
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Also Talyn now goes by he/him and they/them pronouns and has been receiving gender affirming care. He looks like he’s thriving living in Vermont with Joan 🖤
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bloodandash-if · 2 years
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What are the RO's appearances? (Height, hair color, features, etc.) Thanks!
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Adyrael is 6’5” with raven black hair that’s usually kept at a medium length; causing his lightly tanned skin to stand out. He has a thin scar across his lip from an old training wound. His sterling gray eyes glint like the sword that’s forever at his side; the emotions lurking within possibly as deadly.
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Orion is 5’8” with dark brown hair that falls in haphazard curls across his forehead. His medium brown skin cause the gold color of his eyes to shimmer like the sun. With an expressive face, Orion’s lips usually have a smile curling them.
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Talyn is 5’11” with dark auburn hair that’s wavy and falls just above his ears. Icy hazel eyes— with more gold and green than brown— are paired perfectly with the olive tone of his skin. There’s an old scar that resides on his collar bone that’s usually in full view due to the simple vests he favors.
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Esmeralda is 5’9” with onyx black hair that falls to just underneath her shoulders— although it’s usually kept up in various hairstyles. Her emerald green eyes glint like the precious gems themselves, which pairs beautifully with the light brown tone of her skin.
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Vylara is 6’1” with silvery white hair that falls to the middle of her back in a cascade of soft curls and waves. Fair skin causes her amethyst colored eyes to stand out that much more. With an elegantly structured face, Vylara looks almost ethereally.
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Leona is 5’5” with golden brown hair that falls to her shoulder blades. Bronze skin pairs well with the shimmering sapphire blue of her eyes. Crimson painted lips are usually curled into a smirk of some kind, but it doesn’t always showcase that she’s in a good mood.
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droodlebug · 5 months
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i was wondering why i was struggling to draw Talyn so badly and i realized i kept trying to draw her like the games dwarves instead of how i like to draw dwarves lmao
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weirdpsychoticlife · 14 days
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For @farscapehome's 25th-anniversary celebration
"Into the Lion's Den, Part II: Wolf in Sheep's Clothing"
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tstwitterupdates · 2 years
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TS tweet september 7, 2022 :
It’s my friend, Talyn’s, one year anniversary on testosterone and they feel and look awesome and I’m so fuckin happy for them.
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Their post about it, go and show em some love if you’d like:
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(by the way, Talyn uses he/they pronouns, and in july he said he identifies as a man, not as a non-binary person)
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leolaroot · 1 year
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it's very, very simple. I am now Talyn's pilot. and we are flying back into the sun!
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b2em-ho · 1 year
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just thinking about how things could have been if Aeryn was Talyn's captain like she should have been
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enigmatist17 · 4 months
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He doesn't see her at first, eyes closed as he helps guide Talyn along their current path, his palms held up as he feels the bend and pull invisible to the naked eye. He's never understood peace until joining with Talyn, never cared for how beautiful space really was until he was able to experience it in ways his body never could, never understood the sheer joy of traversing something for his own sake that wasn't given in the form of an order.
It was liberating.
It's when there's a quiet sniffle that Bialar opens his eyes, the wonders of the universe fading at the sad sight before him.
"Aeryn, did you rest?"
He shook his head at the quiet stare, pausing for a moment before sighing and beginning to undo his jacket.
"Must I care for you now?" She's cold when he drapes it around her shoulders, and after an awkward pause, Crais kneels down in front of her. "You must sleep."
"I can't."
"You can." The slight edge of his former commanding tone finally gets her to look up, and he takes it as a win. "You cannot function properly without rest, no matter the pain."
"What use is there?" Bialar's jacket easily drapes around her as Aeryn pulls it closer, and finds the wall behind the captain of great interest. Crais was slightly grateful her attention was diverted, because she would pick up how lost he was on how to think of...comforting her.
Confort, it was such a foreign thing in the Peacekeeper world. You were born for a job, you did it, rise through the ranks, then die once your use was over. Yet Crichton had crashed both his and Aeryn's world, dragged them from a darkness they didn't know they had marched in, into a light that was so blinding as it was beautiful. Despite struggling with overcoming their turbulent path, Crais found Crichton and the others he'd been forced to room with these long months hadn't been...the worst company. He never thought there would be a time where he'd look forward to the next day, towards the time with Talyn and the others with knowledge he would be able to go his own path without fear of execution.
Aeryn blinks when Crais shuffles to sit next to her, and for a few microts all they hear are the gentle beeps from Talyn's systems.
"I am...not versed in giving comfort, but I have seen that sitting in close proximity to one can help. Somehow."
"Very reassuring." It's a weak noise, but Aeryn can't help but snort a little. "But...yes, I've heard it does.'
"Good, glad you see as such."
Two former Peacekeepers sit together in the cockpit of a Leviathan/Peacekeeper hybrid, and very slowly Aeryn leans against her former commander.
"I see him when I dream." It's a heartbroken whisper, and very slowly Crais loops an arm around the commandos shoulder. "I can't..."
"I am sorry." Bialar gently pats the side of her arm, and they settle into another bout of silence before an idea runs across his mind.
Well, more of Talyn's idea.
Aeryn jolts when something suddenly is placed on her neck, and it's a moment before Talyn floods through her mind, and she falls into the feeling like a dear embrace.
"Rest, let Talyn lead you across the stars." Crais whispers as she curls against him, placing a gentle kiss to her forehead before settling in for a watch he just assigned himself. "Rest."
Aeyrn listens to him for once, and let's the universe fill her dreams as she drifts into sleep.
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