#oc: amarëa

[cyraes]

Day 7 - Freeform of @tolkienfamilyweek

Arien and her baby daughter Amarëa (oc) -

matching prompt

#tolkienfamilyweek #arien #tolkien oc #tolkien art #the silmarillion #the silm art #silmarillion #silm art #oc: amarëa

[urwendii]

For day 7 of @tolkienfamilyweek freeform (in which I totally am not so late for what was supposed to be day 2.)

[ implied Arien x Mairon | Arien & Amarëa (oc daughter) ]

↠ companion artwork

➼ In the sun light, find my love always.

Amarëa was still so tiny, Arien thought when she cradled her against her chest, feeling as if she was about to burst from happiness and love at the sight of her baby daughter quietly sleeping. Laurelin was in full bloom, casting the lovely golden hue over the room Arien was now occupying at Yavanna's behest.

She could stare at her newly born tiny Maia for eternity and find as much joy in it as the first time she felt the echo of her eäla take shape. This was everything she had wished and hoped for, and Arien felt crystals of tears gather at the corner of her eyes.

There was a knock on the door — sharp and precise, revealing whom stood behind it and with a brush of Osanwë, she invited him inside.

Mairon must have been back from the Forges given his appearance, a simple burgundy tunic over brown trousers and his hair braided severely along his neck.

"You know she has a cradle to sleep in." He nodded to the sublime wooden furniture he had crafted, but Arien could not bring herself to let Amarëa go.

"She needs warmth." She replied instead. Not entirely untrue, as newborn Ainu, the small Maia was unable to fully master her control over her fana. Which more than not resulted in her reverting to her spirit form — a harmless endeavour for Arien and Mairon, both fire spirits but one they had to keep on the lookout. A certain incident involving Eönwë had been a source of amusement for Mairon for weeks.

"And you need to tend to your duties."

Mairon was right. Unfortunately.

"Fine." She sighed, not bothering to keep herself from rolling her eyes. "You better not drop her."

The look Mairon gave her was a mix of annoyance and outrage but Arien had long been immune to it and with great care, gently moved her little burden, making sure Amarëa was well covered and still asleep.

"I think I'll manage."

"You better. As much as it would amuse me to see how hot I have to burn to cause physical damage to you, ô Admirable, I'd rather not have Yavanna sue me for damaging her precious golden son." Arien quipped, smirking at him when he gave her an unimpressed look.

"Just go."

"Hush." She bent to drop a light kiss on Amarëa's forehead. "I'll see you soon yēl."

A kiss was given on Mairon's cheek and with another cheery threat to the safety of his existence if anything were to happen to Amarëa, she went off to tend to Tulukhedelgorûs*.

*Valarin for Laurelin

#tolkienfamilyweek #otp: fire on fire #oc: amarëa #arien #mairon #serie: airă'nár

[cilil]

❅ Prompt: Sleeping Forest | Amarëa x Írilómë ❅ Synopsis: While dancing in the forest, Amarëa finds a strange Maia. (Or: In which Ama joins the proud Maiarin tradition of picking up strange men in the woods) ❅ Warnings: / ❅ Drabble

» AN: A gift for @maironite. Some of you may know her OC Amarëa, Arien's daughter, from other fics in which she usually appears as a little Maia; this one takes place ages later and features adult Ama. Enjoy!

But wait, who is Írilómë? Well... more about that later ;)

Her mother's sun painted golden speckles of light on the forest's soft ground. 

Amarëa laughed in delight, hopping and dancing from one to the other – too caught up in her game to notice the Maia sleeping between the roots of a great tree. 

She stumbled and he rose, sleep vanishing from ruby-red eyes once he beheld her, as did she in turn. His hair was of an unnatural, ethereal purple hue, proud, curved horns adorned his head and his smile was sweet and charming. 

Amarëa knew an Úmaia when she saw one. 

Nevertheless, she continued to stare and smiled back. 

Thanks for reading! ♡

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[cyraes]

grown up tiny flame

#oc: amarëa #tolkien oc #tolkien art #tolkien fanart #the silm art #the silmarillion art #lotr art #art #lotr fanart #the silmarillion

[urwendii]

Quick prompt for @cilil based on the Attention prompt.

Pairing: Irílómë x Amarëa

"Írilómë."

"Mairon."

Silence. Ama rolls her eyes, closes the book she has been reading, and then stands up to greet the Maia.

"I'll be right back in a second." She informs him with a smile then leaves the room so she can go and drops her next essay on Nilmírëa's desk.

By the time Ama comes back in the room, she finds Lómë and Mairon glaring and baring teeth at each other, behaving like two wildcats and not like esteemed reformed Maiar - or something approximate. The esteemed part might be too much of a hyperbole.

"Will you stop?" She sighs, annoyed at both of them. Ama might have the disadvantage of still being younger than any other Ainur around but truly she currently feels as if she's the mature one.

"I am doing nothing."

"Atya, I saw you looking with less enmity at Númenoreans than at poor Lómë right there."

"That's because unlike him, these fools were not trying to corrupt you."

Really? She gives her father a bland stare.

"And you would know everything about Númenor and corruption." And enjoys the look of outrage on Mairon's face. Lómë, by her side, snorts and Ama lifts one eyebrow.

"I am not sure on which moral ground you think you're standing on."

Idiots. The lot of them.

"If you'll excuse me now, I have a date to attend. Lómë. Come." Snapping her fingers together, she gestured for the former Úmaia to come along, entirely ignoring his indignant reply that she was way too young to boss him around.

"Atya, try not to trigger any eruption while I'm away."

"The disrespect." She hears Mairon mutters and laughs in delight at his tone.

"Love you too." She sings back, waves one hand above her shoulder.

"You could try not to aggravate him when you pick me up." She mildly scolds as she wraps one arm around Lómë's.

"He hates you're giving me attention."

"He's my father." Beside when it comes to overprotective parents, Eönwë was the one to be wary of.

"And I was in Angband with him, its hard to find respect for him when you once had to see Melkor bouncing him on his lap like-"

Ama finds his hair and tugs harshly on it.

"Please, for your own sake, don't continue that sentence."

#Írilómë x Amarëa #oc: amarëa #oc: írilómë #prompts: tolkien lgdrm #Ama continuing her mother's proud tradition to verbally roast men

[urwendii]

💝Dream & Fantasy

Sequel of this prompt and using the Dream & Fantasy prompt of the Dark Romance list by @cilil

there you go friend ❤️

pairing: Írilómë x Amarëa

warning: local incubus trying & failing at seducing local fire maia

Ama stretches luxuriously on the soft grass, the afternoon coming to an end with her mother’s gentle rays warming her eyelids. It has been a pleasant week, working with Lady Varda feels like embarking on a journey everytime and Ama loves every second of it.

As fond as she was of Aman and even Middle-Earth… space! space was grandiose and full of opportunities for more discoveries. She has been given the honour of conducting research near the giant hyper-luminous quasar, fancily named Tonantzintla, opportunity that has her spent a considerable amount of time in the observatory or with other Maiar near the accretion disk. Such fascinating work! 

Humming to herself a soft tune she remembers Eönwë singing to her during her childhood, she allows her mind to drift into a restful state. She has promised her father to swing by the Forges later but knowing him, Mairon will be absorbed by his work for another few hours, allowing her a well deserved nap. The soft chirping of birds around her fades as she lets herself sink into a meditative trance. 

Time seems to lose its substance for a while, her ëala floating on the notes of a Music she has known only by tale, she stretches her spirit, flames freed from the confinement of her fana. 

Until something changes, an awareness of an unexpected thought, as the oniric landscape morphs back into the very image of the beautiful glades of Lórien. Still only in the shape of her native flames, Ama's annoyance manifests in the flickering fires at the edge of her ëala.

Lounging under the light, on a rock by the lake and his fana bare Írilömë smiles at her, his mocking smirk both tantalising and dangerous. 

‘Really?’ 

“Dreamless states are so boring, you should thank me for bringing a bit of fantasy in it.” the former Úmaia replies cheekily. Ama let herself consider if or not she should remain in her spirit form - the anticipation of arson threat very much on the forefront of her mind, before deciding against it. Letting her fana take shape again so she can roll her eyes at the other Maia, she nonetheless keeps a safe distance between them. 

“Which fantasy is it though?”

Lómë’s smirk widens as he sits up, utterly unbothered by his nudity. 

“You tell me.”

“Ah. Apologies but my idea of fantasy dreams do not include clearly desperate men trying - and failing must I add - to woo me with their bare raiment.”

“Am I? Failing.” 

Ama watches him approach wearily. Lómë’s concept of courting - so far - has left her utterly underwhelmed, if slightly entertained though - she has to be honest on that part. 

“Amarëa.” one slender finger tilts her chin up, ruby eyes sparkling with mischief - yes the Maia’s attractiveness would not be denied. Still. Ama was made of fire - burning a little in games scared her not. 

“Írilömë.” she replies. Time to pick a page of his own book. Lowering her eyes to his lips, she lets her tongue moisten hers, allowing him to bring her face close. Standing on her tiptoes Ama gently let her fingers drift in silky lilac strands and then viciously tug on it.

“Get the fuck out of my dream or I swear I will have both my fathers hunting you in a way that would put Oromë’s Hunt to shame.”

#prompts: tolkien lgdrm #Írilómë x Amarëa #oc: amarëa #oc: írilómë #these two ❤️

[urwendii]

Out of context – disjointed writing – out of chronological order snippet of the reboot of All The Fire Bright 2.0 (silm version). I'm not doing so well emotionally, so I needed to write about smol Amarëa being a cutie and protective uncle Ossë 🥺. Roughly taking place not long after Melkor fleeing Valinor and before the Darkening.

"Hey kiddo."

The words had barely left Ossë that the small ball of hyper fire that was his niece catapulted herself in his arms with a loud 'Uncle Ossë!!' blasted in his mind. With a chuckle, he hoisted her on his shoulders, adjusting his fana to prevent immediate toasting from the tiny fire Maia. Amarëa was as adorable as a child of Arien could be, yet as weirdly intense as her father — or most likely still unable to fully grasp the entire range of her nature.

Case in point, the nearly incoherent string of abstract thoughts rushing through his mind that was — for now — Amarëa's way of communication.

From it, he picked how happy she was to see him, her excitement at being promised to spend the next day visiting Tirion with Uncle Eön (this, Ossë could not relate), an undercurrent of loneliness that was the unfortunate consequences of his brother's terrible career choice, and what felt like a mix of child's imagination regarding the pretend life of her frog plush toy.

"Happy to see you too little spark."

Amarëa's eäla brightened in affection, her small hands tugging at the pale blue strands of his hair as she wordlessly babbled about how Yavanna had shown her various type of plants early that day.

He plopped on the grass where Arien sat, a small smile tugging at her lips at her daughter's actions.

Plucking the tiny Maia off his shoulders to hand her back to her mother, Ossë then gave her a questioning look.

"You got Eönwë on kid watch duties tomorrow?"

Arien chuckled, fingers combing through the wild locks of the rather uncooperative child on her lap.

"More or less. I'm going to be with Ilmarë and Nilmírëa all day, and Yavanna will be busy at the Māchananaškad with the rest of the Aratar."

Ossë made a non-committal noise, aware of the topic discussed, the strife of the Noldor. In his opinion they should care more about trying to find where had Melkor run to, there was anxiety spiking in the back of his mind, some awareness that the Vala had not simply gone back to Angband — no, Ossë knew Melkor well, and the fact Mairon had gone as well was not a good sign for them all.

Amarëa made a displeased huff when Arien tried to braid her hair tighter.

"Is Manwë aware you are using his Herald to run your errands?"

"Since our dear King found necessary to pry into my private life with invasive questions regarding my daughter, I have decided to spare him with such obvious superfluous information." Arien replied with sarcasm and Ossë cackled.

Arien had Eönwë wrapped around her little finger, and Tilion, and possibly Catalma, Oryalda, Olórin and most of the households of Yavanna and Vána. Even some of the Aulendil from what Uinen told him.

That is until Mairon fuck it up for the second time. Ossë had not really decided what to do with his brother yet, but one thing was certain, if Mairon publicly retook his place as Melkor's Lieutenant, things would grow more complicated. Ossë did not trust himself to go near Angband — for he knew without a doubt it was where Mairon currently was — not without fearing a relapse on his part at any rate, so for now he stewed in anger and swore that the minute Melkor would show any interest toward Mairon's kid he would raise hell on waters.

#story: all the fire bright #arien #oc: amarëa #serie: airă'nár #i need to go and clean the ATFB tag bc its a mess #this is pure self indulgence #im living for protective uncle ossë

[urwendii]

Artificially made (sung) children Maiar can sleep / get cranky when sleepy as a little treat 😴

#Amarëa's existence is already a Made Up thing ✨️ so i can go and bend the rules even more #*drops a sleepy maia child who barely can hold a fana together on her very confused father* #actually that was half a jest but i feel theres going to be so much more little technicalities like wearing a raiment - #- shes not going to master well until she grows up enough #which also means i have to ponder over the rate of aging of an ainu who had an actual childhood #ALSO technically tolkien once said ainur could have children and never said they COULD NOT only that they HAD NOT when he revised his lore #sooooooo........ #oc: amarëa #imagine how difficult it is to rock your child to sleep when shes a formless ball of fire

[urwendii]

Mairon braiding Amarëa's hair, Mairon showing his new crafting schematics he's going to forge, Mairon making sure she sleeps (bc somehow she does need to), Mairon understanding when she goes non verbal for entire days, Mairon threatening anyone who try to bring her back to Valinor, Mairon scheming but with his baby daughter's wellbeing in mind, Mairon about to burn the entirety of Arda if someone hurts Amarëa, Mairon being exasperated when Ossë hogs all of her attention, Mairon laughing his ass off when she accidentally overload an Elf's mind using ainurin-strength osanwë. Mairon finally accepting his tiny baby Maia.

#idc if no one gives a fuck abt my oc #i love her and thats my blog so... #she smol and deadly (autistic) #theres a recurring joke in which Ama just mindblast Elves not on purpose bc her main form of communication is through thought and image #something every ainur is ok with. but not the average elf #oc: amarëa #listen....i miss my dad rn #this whole plot is me going through my grief of losing my dad #thats not that deep. #story: all the fire bright #beside dad Mairon is 😩😩😩😩😩😩❤️

[urwendii]

As seen as I am a totally normal and sane person... 🙂 I'm spending my entire lunch time agonising over Amarëa's name that I half made because I simply liked the sound of it:

which is a odd mix of (Q)amaurë: dawn, morning / (Q)mairëa: beautiful (of things made by art) -> amairëa, the [i] became silent.

but now I'm pouring over lexicons to make her Valarin's name (that basically means daughter of fire, original i know...) and her father-name and what would qualify as an Epessë and I'm reminded that Ainurin culture has been so assimilated(derogative) to Eldar culture that yes her mother-name is Quenya (and that makes sense regarding Arien's reasoning at that time since Valinor's main language is Elvish by then) but my gods I can't believe her father-name would be too but.... also Valarin isn't as pretty 😭😩

-> Tldr; 90% of your time making Tolkien OC is spent (agonising) on the meaning of their names.

#i could also not care as much but then where would we be if i wasnt batshit insane over details no one care abt most of the time #oh and because i am unwell in the mind Yavanna AND Ossë both have different way to call her because WHY NOT i guess #oc: amarëa #also yes there is a **father name** even if he doesnt deserve to come up with one *glares at him*

[cilil]

cílil's sweet & spicy bingo

Here's an overview of my progress for the FOTFics sweet & spicy bingo!

The tldr: I'll try to include the themes on the squares in my current projects. Alternatively they can be attached to requests. For more information on current requests and details, please refer to this post.

‪‪♡ Flowers: Winter prompts, Melkor x Mairon

♡ Meet-violent (free space): Winter prompts, Thuringwethil x Lúthien

♡ Hand holding: Winter prompts, Nerdanel x Nienna

♡ Lace: Winter prompts, Vairë x Míriel

♡ Love at first sight: Winter prompts, Melian x Arien

♡ Love letter: Winter prompts, Tauriel x Arwen

♡ Soulmate: Winter prompts, Míriel x Indis

♡ Romantic dinner: Winter prompts, Nerdanel x Anairë

♡ Secret admirer: Femslash February, Galadriel x Melian

♡ First kiss: Femslash February, Nerdanel x Indis

♡ Sunset: Femslash February, Arwen x Éowyn

♡ Chocolate: Femslash February, Ilmarë x Nilmírëa

♡ Confession: Femslash February, Ncharr (OC) x Tar-Míriel

♡ Dance: Femslash February, f!Glorfindel x Mentelossë (OC)

♡ Stargazing: Femslash February, Varda x Uinen

♡ Moonlit stroll: Femslash February, Lalwen x Haleth

♡ Bubble bath: Femslash February, Varda x Nienna

♡ Candles: Femslash February, Nerdanel x Anairë

♡ Cuddling: Femslash February, Vairë x Míriel

♡ Strawberry: Femslash February, Vána x Nessa

♡ Proposal: Femslash February, f!Melkor x f!Mairon

♡ Blind date: Femslash February, f!Manwë x Indis

♡ Homemade gifts: Femslash February, Uinen x Elwing

♡ Secret relationship: Femslash February, Thuringwethil x Ilmarë

♡ Jewelry: Femslash February, Míriel x Indis

♥︎‬ Double penetration: Dead Dove December, Melkor x Varda

♥︎‬ Scent kink: Femslash February, Lúthien x Thuringwethil

♥︎‬ Outdoor sex: Femslash February, Yavanna x Melian

♥︎‬ Temperature play: Femslash February, Nári (OC) x f!Fëanor

♥︎‬ Praise kink: Dark romance, Arien x Eönwë

♥︎‬ Breeding: Dark romance, Míriel x Finwë x Indis

♥︎‬ Body worship: Dark romance, Írilómë x Amarëa

♥︎‬ Cuck (free space): Dark romance, Eönwë x Arien x Mairon

♥︎‬ Somnophilia: Dark romance, Glorfindel x Ecthelion

♥︎‬ Strip tease: Dark romance, Telimektar x Ingil

♥︎‬ Impact play: Dark romance, Melkor x Mairon x Maedhros

♥︎‬ Blindfolds: Screw Yule, Gothmog x Eönwë

♥︎‬ Size kink: Screw Yule, Mairon x Finrod

♥︎‬ Shibari: Screw Yule, Vairë x Caranthir

♥︎‬ Omegaverse: Screw Yule, Curumo x Aiwendil

♥︎‬ Dirty talk: Screw Yule, Eönwë x Arien x Mairon

♥︎‬ Edging: Screw Yule, Melkor x Mairon x Maedhros

♥︎‬ Lactation kink: Screw Yule, Aulë x Yavanna

♥︎‬ Orgasm control: Screw Yule, Irmo x Fëanor

♥︎‬ Cockwarming: Screw Yule, Ingwë x Manwë x Varda

♥︎‬ Sounding: Screw Yule, Melkor x Fëanor x Gothmog

♥︎‬ Voyeurism: Screw Yule, Maedhros x Fingon x Manwë

♥︎‬ Sex pollen: Screw Yule, Melkor x Sons of Fëanor

♥︎‬ Nipple play: Screw Yule, Ar-Pharazôn x Mairon

♥︎‬ Marking: Screw Yule, Gothmog x Fingon

#cílil's sweet and spicy bingo #fotfics bingo

[cilil]

dark romance prompts masterlist

♡ marked ~ Melkor x Mairon

♡ desire ~ Finarfin x Eönwë

♡ kiss ~ Ecthelion x Glorfindel

♡ disobedience ~ Melkor x Mairon x Maedhros

♡ attention ~ Telimektar x Ingil

♡ despair ~ Dúvain (OC) x Mairon

♡ taboo ~ Glorfindel x Erestor

♡ stalking ~ Maedhros x Fingon x Melkor

♡ mask ~ Amarëa (OC) x Írilómë (OC)

♡ jealousy ~ Eönwë x Arien x Mairon

♡ revenge ~ Míriel x Finwë x Indis

♡ dream & fantasy ~ Melkor x Mairon (x Arien)

♡ ownership ~ Arien x Eönwë

♡ worship ~ Mairon x Witch King

♡ memorabilia ~ Maeglin x Lords of Gondolin

#dark romance prompts #cílil's dark romance february #masterlist #my masterlists #overview

[cilil]

⋆⁺❅⋆ Masterlist ⋆⁺❅⋆

❅ First snow ~ Melkor x Yavanna

❅ Aurora borealis ~ Eönwë x Arien

❅ Ugly sweaters ~ Manwë x Námo

❅ Lazy Day ~ Melkor x Langon

❅ Reindeer & sleighs ~ Vána x Nessa

❅ Lights & Candles ~ Arien & Amarëa (OC)

❅ Gift Giving ~ Melkor x Maedhros

❅ Hope ~ Ulmo x Turgon

❅ Hot Beverages ~ Melkor x Gothmog

❅ Cosy Times ~ Mairon x Arien x Eönwë

❅ Fairytale ~ Melkor x Mairon

❅ Sleeping Forest ~ Amarëa x Írilómë

❅ Angels & Demons ~ Lúthien x Thuringwethil

❅ Winter Magic ~ Galadriel x Melian

❅ Regrets & Resolutions ~ Míriel x Indis

❅ New Moon ~ Witch King x Mairon

❅ Found Family ~ Mentelossë (OC) & Elros & Elrond

❅ Memories ~ Nienna x Nerdanel

❅ Decorating ~ Vairë x Míriel

❅ Hot & Cold ~ Melian x Arien

❅ Letters & Cards ~ Arwen x Tauriel

❅ Gingerbread & Cookies ~ Nerdanel x Anairë

❅ Songs & Carols ~ Maglor x Elemmírë

❅ Candy Canes ~ Irmo x Estë

❅ Frost & Ice ~ Eönwë x Arafinwë x Ingwion

❅ Mistletoe ~ Mairon x Arien

❅ Old Traditions ~ Findis x Elemmírë

❅ Holidays ~ Oromë x Vána

❅ Bells & Chimes ~ Aulë x Yavanna

❅ Snowed in ~ Manwë x Varda

❅ New Year ~ Námo x Vairë

#my masterlist #winter prompts #cílil writes #my writing

[urwendii]

OC game

tagged by @crysdrawsthings THANK YOU you just made my evening with this omg !!! I have a LOT of bg OCs but these ones are the one with actual fleshed out stories:

under the cut because i wrote a lot as usual

Favorite OC | Dumbest (Affectionate) OC | OC I would be best friends with:

-> [Original Story] LUKAN. L U K A N. listen sorry, Aryn knows why, we talk abt him a lot. Luk, he's just the best, he's that dumb part of me that likes to tinker with everything and gets electrocuted because why checking if the power is still on when you can solder that component right away? he's a Prince in a fantasy world, but he has ADHD with the Hyper streak at 200%, he loves to make things but most of his inventions would end up blowing up at some point, he's totally clueless about some social situations, he is helplessly in love with Cyra but goes about it in the utterly wrong way and def has a kink in getting rejected / sassed away.

He's the type to get distracted mid-battle because Would you look at this great invention in the enemy's new catapult system!! while his poor soldiers are holding on for dear life trying to defend their Prince.

he's meme material but he's the very best and has his moments.

Newest OC:

-> [Tolkien] AMARËA !!!!! i love Amarëa she's my new Maia blorbo and I love her. Bit spoilerish but I think by now everyone interested in reading All The Fire Bright have read the Reveal so... She's Arien's daughter (andmairon's). Sung into being, and just about as annoying as a child of these two can be. Jk. she's a child. Children are of course delightful :) She however has the annoying tendency to revert to her spirit form - a ball of fire when upset. children amiright...Ossë is her favourite uncle but no one is surprised. She had a child crush on Finrod before the exile of the Noldor. I like irony as you can see. Thats a difficult conversation she will have with her dad later :)

Oldest OC:

-> [SWTOR] That would be Althia I think. She was my 1st Marauder with a terrible past (like most of my OCs ngl), young babey Jedi who got kidnapped by a Sith and raised in the academy on Korriban and ended up being the Emperor's Wrath (while still being light side because take that!)

Now I miss swtor...

Meanest OC

-> [Tolkien] I don't really have mean OCs as per say, just really sassy ones but maybe the rudest would be Aramírë, one of Aulë's Maiar. She's featured in PYL as one of the few Maiar joining Ossë in trying to bring Mairon back before he does something stupid (again). She's bold and confident and doesn't take shit from wannabe-emo-dark-lord sulking away on Númenor.

-> [SWTOR] edit: Actually my meanest OC would be Marha. She was my Jedi Knight. Jedi with a complicated relation with the Republic, was Fallen at some point, ends up as the Alliance Commander against Zakuul. Aurea's Twin sister although they grew up separately when Marha and her mother fled the invasion of their native planet by Zakuul. (Altathea - a planet of the largest community of Miraluka in this region of the galaxy.) Hates the Emperor with her whole being. Mostly a neutral Jedi, have seen too much war to be unaffected and doesn't hesitate to make the tough calls. Definitely has a cold demeanor but captivity + possession + forced leadership after second captivity by your first jailor's son will do that to you.

Softest OC:

-> [SWTOR] Aurea. my Miraluka babe, part of Zakuul's Force army and Thexan's betrothed (well before Arcann rudely nuks him) She's the softest, and goes through SO MUCH emotional horrors. She's gorgeous though and a skilled Force healer. Has an unbreakable tight bond with her Scion teammate, Elhaan. Might end up in an ot3 with him and Thexan at some point.

Most Aloof/Standoffish OC | Smartest OC:

-> [Original Story] Cyra. Lukan's L.I. My autistic child <3. About the smartest person in the room at all time. She loves books more than she loves people, hates wearing shoes and loud noises, emotions are ...complicated and there are so many of them to try to guess in others. She's of dragon kin and wears some recognisable features as such. Will bite you with poisonous fangs if you try to kiss her. Princess of The Old Times(tm), has a huge memory and will weaponise it against you. Cursed. Secretly lonely.

#tagged thingies #cassy.write #ok but now i will go back to redraw all of my stwor ocs bc i miss them !!!!