#chromium-siren

[nefastidies]

Is it too late to request a mermaid!Phasma for MerMay?

I think it is So... merjune?

PS: I remind you guys that requests are closed. I won't take any until further notice about open slots

#ask #chromium-siren #star wars #phasma #my art #request

[gleesonarchive]

If there is a David Bowie biopic I’m hoping that Domhnall is cast as David

We weren't sure about it at first - but we definitely see your vision now. It's those cheekbones! ⭐️

#domhnall gleeson #david bowie #asks #qanda #chromium-siren

[kylo-wrecked]

“All I know is that I have lipstick and the desire to do nothing.”

Having declared her desire, Lu sat in her chair, her mother-of-pearl shoulders draped in white satin, spilling over the cabriolets and onto her bare toes. She chewed on an empty cigarette holder. Her lip rouge left no marks on the mouthpiece.

Ren eyed her curiously. He didn't move the body from its recline on her chaise, although it was too long for furniture, and the forelegs extended, and the heels touched the ground. Click, click. Ren liked the noise, the sounds of solid things.

"Explain," he requested, watching Lu still with eyeballs dark and wet and altogether wrong.

Sometimes, he initiated intimate contact with Lu simply because she expressed an appetite, sometimes because it terrified that twitching pulp called a man he inhabited, and Ren found some vague amusement in his sufferings.

On that gauzy pink afternoon, he had no such impulse. The day was hot, the man downstairs was torpid. Ren couldn't comprehend the implications of lipstick and nothing without him. He merely fingered the ribs under his shirt in his repose and tapped his heels. Click-click.

@chromium-siren

#chromium-siren #fant au | dark!ren: the shade #mini thread

[leiakenobi]

20 and 63 for Poe?

Send in 2 numbers and a character or ship and I’ll write a lil blurb!!

(20 and 63: Teacher AU and Everybody Knows/Mistaken for Couple)

Amongst yourselves, you and Poe like to joke about you getting his sloppy seconds.

Of course, in actuality it's just that -- by teaching the grade above him -- you end up getting a good handful of his students each year. And you like it, you do, both because he taught them well and because it's fun to be able to gossip with him about students who you might eventually teach, or keep him updated on the kids who move up into your class.

What you don't like quite so much is that every year -- every year -- you will sit down for parent/teacher conferences and at least one parent will say something along the lines of, "And [insert child's name here] had your husband last year-- er, I'm sorry, boyfriend? Partner? I haven't been able to clear that up."

The first time it happened, you told Poe, and you laughed about it together while marveling at the fact that kids are truly just like that sometimes, gossiping about teachers and seeing things that aren't there.

You told him the next year when it happened again, and the year after that...

This year, when it happens, you keep it to yourself.

It's getting harder to laugh about and you still can't quite put your finger on why.

#chromium-siren #poe dameron x reader #prompt fill #fanfic #my fic #created

[protectxthem]

@chromium-siren asked: (For Kid Loki) “I’m a Valkyrie, not a cook, but I did make some kottbullar.”

unprompted asks/ask my muses questions | Always Accepting

"I'm not hungry." He mumbles, picking up his fork so he could eat anyway. He was just being stubborn, he really was hungry.

#chromium-siren #chromiumsiren #Kid Loki tag

[loyaltyandchaos]

@chromium-siren liked for starter

"You wrote to me that you need help. How exactly can I help you?"

#chromium-siren #🔫 ░ brown eyes ( muse: din djarin ) #🔫 ░ brown eyes ( din djarin interactions )

[soft-girl-musings]

7 with Poe, Miguel O’Hara, and Marc Spector

heyyy sorry this took for fucking ever

7: go to a wedding with, go to a party with, go to a museum with

ohhh man. um.

wedding with Poe Dameron bc while i don't know much about this guy, he seems like he'd be a fun date!! great at balancing the conversation at our table with strangers and finding moments to slip away and recharge by the bar. plus he's a good dancer, right? <3

party with Miguel O'Hara bc the dude needs to get out more lol. plus i'd love to count how many times people ask how tall he is, if he plays basketball, etc. not to mention the Scary Dog Privilege of being with this dude, he can turn it on when necessary.

museum with Marc Spector bc yeah, steven is a huge nerd, but marc has been boots-on-the-ground recovering artifacts. i wonder how he feels about the ethics of museum acquisitions + what bits of history he's picked up along the way. plus the dude could use a quiet afternoon good grief

send me 3 characters + a number

#asks #ask game #chromium-siren

[alongtimeago]

“You are so small, little one,” Phasma told the green youngling.

Grogu chuckled, letting out a sound of amusement as he tilted his head to look up at her. She was a giant, compared to him.

#chromium-siren #; The foundling DG

[ordinariums-a]

@chromium-siren asked: (For Lucifer, from my angel verse) “Come home.”

Did Lucifer himself just snort laugh? Oh, yes. He absolutely did. "No." The answer came like it was the most obvious one on the planet; and perhaps, that she was stupid for even suggesting it.

#chromium-siren #ic #verse ; lucifer morningstar / main #sorry he's mean <3

[nefastidies]

If you’re taking requests, can I request Hux with baby Millicent, please?

Here you go!

#ask #chromium-siren #general hux #my art #request

[nightmarefuele]

(For Kylo) “Supreme Empress Phasma has a nice ring to it.”

Step off the wings of a dream. Soak in the twilit sweat of it. Cold and dim and sharp as the sizzling blade with which he cut head from zillo beast: the apprentice has found himself somewhere between heartbeats, outside of time. Enfolded in eclipse of night.

He hasn't put a thought to taking on his master's mantle. He hasn't put a thought to anything.

He acted on a night terror's whims. He acts, still, on the margins, like a coin scraping the throat of a pipe. He hardly remembers the twist of Snoke's head, or the sound it made, wet flesh on dry floor.

“It isn't a gift.”

He won't correct her, she isn't wrong. What does he care for politics? What mind has he to steer the ships of worlds? He would sooner steer his body to ruin. Has done. Kylo Ren is a vicious thing. Too much machine in him, for so Byzantine a thing as ruling.

“I didn't plan to do it. It happened.” And suddenly, becoming a usurper is made simple. The synchronized displacement between body and mind swiftly, soundly, becomes his savior; his blunting edge.

Kylo glances toward the sky, which is her ceiling, which is her room of silence, which is her mien.

“What of the general? What do we do with Hux?”

#: 𝙙𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙪𝙢 #chromium-siren #( in this verse the Byzantine Empire existed :p ) #( feel free to leave it. or roll w it. you know her better than I do ;] ) #( (he's softer here than i'm used to. huh.) ) #( (but we killed snoke. yes we did. sorry andy.) ) #edited: for quality assurance

[miercolaes]

(From Larissa @mysteriousmissweems)

“This is Agatha, she’s a few months old.”

❝ that's a nice... ❞ a pause commences, ❝ ... creature of the night. ❞ she utters, approaching said creature cautiously. though but a ball of furr, wednesday's aware of the sharp claws capable of clawing her eyes out. woeful gaze reverts to @mysteriousmissweems, ❝ why exactly are you showing me this agatha creature? ❞

#i want to snuggle that floof so bad #look at that tiny lucky charm #chromium-siren #wednesday will suddenly listen to weems at least until she can steal agatha #or break in weems's office to pet “the creature”

[kylo-wrecked]

❝ if i disappeared, would you look for me? ❞ (for Shade!Ren, from Lulu)

{ 🕯️ You conjured: Shade!Ren }

At first, the Ren thought they had entered another dimension. One of impressions, a burlesque of facsimiles, reality's unset mirror. They had, in a sense, a seventh sort of sense, embarked upon a pocket universe through its reflection, that of the man downstairs, that flesh called Ben, and his dreams.

The dreams were oddities to the Ren, for they had none. They had a vision. That vision hadn't accounted for the stuff of dreams; the shade hadn't accounted for the human mind's infernal regions. Not clinical, this mind. Not like the brain and not fantastical as that realm from which the Ren came, but somewhere in between was where the mind lay. A madness. Raucous and formless. Fertile ground.

Perhaps the Ren no longer needed the holocrons to lock themselves into this form; Ren as a man, replacing Ben, atom by atom—perhaps the mind was prison enough. And so they bled into the dreams, or the dreams bled into the Ren, and after a good bloodletting, they soon came to a precipice, a scalloped tidal wave of viscous lava, hard as glass, hot as Hell. At the very top stood Lucifer.

Lucifer, in silver robes. Her smile patient but not loving. Peculiar the Ren should think of love from their place at her shadow's plinth, quaking in brimstone and umber. In dreams, the price was to be paid both ways, it seemed. For when she uttered, "If I disappeared, would you look for me?" the Ren dispensed with sanity and replied, "Yes."

@chromium-siren

#chromium-siren #fant au | dark!ren: the shade #prompt

[cosleia]

I know we now know her last name, but I just call Rey “Rey Nunya.”

hahaha, nice.

#rey nobody #rey #ask and answer #chromium-siren

[therapardalis]

[ @chromium-siren liked for a starter.]

A Spanish Navy ship, somewhere in the Caribbean ...

Somewhere, distantly, she could hear the Capitan shouting. Right then he was doing so from habit rather than necessity - the usual need to shout over wind filling the sails presently wasn't there. They weren't exactly in the doldrums, but the breeze was so light that the canvas, and therefore the ship, barely moved.

Thera sat by an open window of the great cabin, reading and letting that breeze ruffle her hair and chemise. Now and then she looked out across the water, or down to where it barely churned in the wake ... and on one such glance she thought she saw the glimmer of a long, scaled tail ...

#Chromium-Siren #Historical AU #//I think I remember you being fond of a mermaid AU? ;) #Let me know if this doesn't work and I'll come up with something else