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galaxywhump · 8 months

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A Lesson in Cooperation

[An Immortal Among Stars Masterlist]

contents: lady whump, immortal whumpee, captivity, a lot of dying, torture, asphyxiation, cutting, implied surgery, briefly mentioned eye gore.

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Every time someone called Karita the immortal, it was terrible news.

She tried to be secretive, and usually she succeeded, but every once in a while someone would find out. There were people strongly attuned to magic of all sorts who could sense something strange about her and piece it together; there were those who simply saw her come back to life; and there were the most mundane ways, finding her old photographs, mentions of her in documents, because no matter how hard she tried, she could never fully erase her existence from the records.

Which meant, of course, that those in power were the most likely to find out about her secret.

"So, you're the immortal I've read so much about," Princex Yari drawled with a sly smile, looking down at Karita, who answered with her best look of confusion.

"Excuse me?" She frowned. "I-I think you got the wrong person. Your Highness," she rushed to add, her eyes widening as she put her entire heart into playing the part of a confused, intimidated mortal.

It rarely worked, and judging by the princex's laughter, this time it did not.

"Don't lie to me," they said, giving one of the guards standing by their side a nod. "I can easily test it."

Karita let out a terrified gasp when the guard handed the princex a dagger, shiny and bejeweled, more of a beautiful accessory than a weapon.

"No, please!" she choked out, struggling in the guards' grip. "Please, I swear I don't know what Your Highness is talking about, I'm not immortal!"

"That's just too bad." Yari shrugged, approaching her. "If you're telling the truth… Well, I'm terribly sorry, and I hope you had a good life."

The freezing blade was pressed to her throat, making her shudder, and with a quick precise cut her fate was sealed.

"Have you ever considered becoming an actress?" Yari asked, giddy with excitement, as soon as she came back to life. "I'm sure you'd shine in death scenes."

She glared at them, abandoning her wholehearted impression of normality.

"What do you want from me, Your Highness?" Her voice was dripping with venom.

"Information," they replied, leaning down to be closer to eye level with her. "A lot of information."

"I'm not telling you shit," Karita sneered. She saw stars when her reply earned her a hard slap to the face. It was annoying more than anything, but it drove a different point home: once again, she was a captive, after a mere few years of peace.

"Maybe you won't have to. All I need is your full cooperation."

"That's not gonna happen either."

"Really?" Yari raised one eyebrow, still smiling. "I think my offer is quite sensible, especially considering what will happen if you refuse."

"Oh? Then why don't you tell me about it?"

She had been presented with many offers she couldn't refuse throughout her life. It always turned out that she could, in fact, refuse, and the consequences were bearable. There wasn't much that could scare her into submission.

"Like I said, I need information. Information about the Serpent Cluster.”

Karita frowned. Serpent was a lost cluster, taken over long ago by loosely organized groups of the underworld, now a death sentence to any ship that passed too close. The cluster was being monitored as much as it could be, which wasn’t a lot, and for decades there had been plans and promises to deal with it once and for all, but it wasn’t going to be an easy operation, and as years passed, the groups ruling over the cluster only continued to grow stronger. No-one had been stupidly brave enough to venture there, including Karita - she wouldn’t lose her life in the cluster, sure, but she knew better than anyone that there were fates worse than death.

“I don’t have any.”

“I know,” Yari said with a patient smile. “But you’re going to get it for me.”

“What, you expect me to just waltz in there and ask around?”

“No, of course not. We’ll go with a more stealthy approach.”

“We?” Karita snorted, even as fear started to set in. “I’m not going to cooperate and you know it.”

“Yes, you are. Anyway, the plan is as follows: We’re going to put implants right here.” Before Karita could react, Yari grabbed the sides of her head and ran their thumbs behind her ears, pressing down to the point of pain. “They’re going to record everything you hear while you’re there, and send it directly to us. It’s only sound, but it will have to do for the most part.”

“No?” Karita stared at them in disbelief. “You’re not putting that crap in me.”

Yari sighed.

“Aren’t you forgetting something, immortal? I’m a princex. I’m in charge here, and right now I control you. You can act tough all you want. In the end, you’ll do exactly what I want you to do.”

“No,” Karita repeated and shook her head. “You can’t force me. What are you going to threaten me with? Death?”

“Actually, yes. In a way,” Yari laughed, and gestured at the guards, who grabbed Karita by the arms and started leading her - or more like dragging her - out of the room. Her thoughts were racing, her heartbeat frantic, as she tried to guess what the princex had in store for her. She had died more times and in more ways than she could count; mundane, horrific, suicide, murder, freak accidents, magic. She had suffered, she had been mutilated, there was nothing that could sway her and convince her that going to the Serpent Cluster to act as a spy was the better alternative.

She was pretty confident, until she started to realize where she was being taken.

She pulled. She tried to dig her heels in, to stop the guards, to free herself, to do something, and maybe she was wrong, but there it was, the airlock, and two people in spacesuits, and the vast universe outside.

No.

She was paralyzed with terror at this point, which didn’t happen often - she had learned long ago to act no matter what, to fight through the fear, not let it overpower her, but this-

The star exploded.

She could’ve been there, on one of the destroyed planets, fire, burning, melting, ice, freezing, floating in nothingness, no hope of ever being found.

Sturdy manacles were closed on her wrists and ankles. Yari appeared in front of her, holding a helmet.

“So,” they said, taking in her terrified expression, “it’s just death, isn’t it? You’ll be fine, no matter how long you’re there. I still haven’t decided, to be honest. Let’s say… six hours, and then I’ll ask for your cooperation again. Then… we’ll see.”

"No." The word left her before she could stop herself, and that was it for acting tough. They knew how scared she really was.

She wasn't going to be there forever, though, or even for several days, months, years. Six hours to start with, after which…

She couldn’t agree. She just couldn’t.

The princex put the helmet on her, but she already suspected it was only temporary - she didn't have a spacesuit or any protective magic, and a helmet offered a sliver of protection that her newest captor obviously didn't want her to have. The two guards in spacesuits grabbed her and pulled her towards the airlock, and she struggled, she did, but there was absolutely nothing she could do.

Immortality couldn't save her from this.

The hatch behind them closed, the one in front of them opened, and she was pushed into a nightmare.

Freezing pressure immediately surrounded her body and her breath caught in her throat. The guards wasted no time attaching a tether to the manacles on her ankles. There was no sympathy, no hesitation in their actions as they followed their orders, testing the tether, then taking the helmet off Karita, leaving her head unprotected from the ruthless vacuum.

They pushed her further away from the spaceship - the tether was long enough for that - and left her to die.

The first time she did, she wasn’t sure what was happening. She was freezing, but at the same time her blood and saliva were boiling and- She passed out.

When she came back to life, there was a layer of ice on her face, and she screamed soundlessly when she felt her eyes boiling too, an agony she had never experienced before. The vacuum was pushing, squeezing her body, compressing her lungs, she ran out of the meager amount of air she came back to life with, and passed out again.

She had read about this, just like she had read about every potential deadly situation she’d heard of, imagining what it would feel like, learning how to survive it, if there even was a way. The source of that particular report was a gnarly one, shady experiments on unwilling human subjects in a magically recreated contained vacuum; it wasn’t a publicly available document, but she had to find it, and she succeeded, only to be plagued by nightmares for days.

The subjects lost consciousness after ten to fifteen seconds.

She plummeted into darkness more merciful than that surrounding her, speckled with stars.

Death occurred around the ninety second mark.

She gasped when she came back to life, only for the vacuum to take all of her air, as if pulling it out of her, leaving her struggling weakly until her brain shut down again.

Deceased subjects recovered after 24 hours were frozen solid.

How long had it been? Karita was in no state to try and count the moments of consciousness, short, and yet feeling like an eternity. Freezing, boiling alive, suffocating, struggling, suffering, with no end in sight, unless it had been three, four, five hours already and she was going to be taken back soon, but it might as well have only been half an hour.

There was also the possibility that Yari was going to leave her like this for much, much longer. Maybe they were watching this, enjoying her pain and panic, or maybe they couldn’t handle it. Based on what was happening to her body, she could only imagine what she looked like.

This could be her eternity. The tether was the only promise that she was going to be brought back eventually, but if it failed, or if someone undid it, she would have no anchor. Restrained, and dying too often to be able to do much anyway, she’d be left at the mercy of space until she could no longer remember what it was like to be anywhere else.

It never got more bearable. If anything, it was even worse than she had imagined and feared for so long. She couldn’t handle it. She wasn’t strong enough.

Resigned, she died. She died. She died. She woke up in the grip of two guards.

She was inside the spaceship again. Every breath was agony. She managed to look up and saw the princex, who smiled at her and said something, but she couldn’t make out their words. The bejeweled dagger shined in their hand, was pressed to her throat, and sent her back into darkness.

“So? Do I have your full cooperation?” Yari asked when Karita opened her eyes.

It was always strange to come back to life free from pain. She had just spent hours in agony, and now it was only a memory. Her clothes and face were damp, but at least not frozen anymore - the temperature must have been cranked up to make her thaw out faster.

She should refuse, but the thought of being out there again filled her with panic that made it hard to breathe. The Serpent Cluster really did seem like the better option.

“Yes.” She wanted to simply nod at first, but she had to make sure she could still talk.

“Good. I’ll give you a moment to compose yourself and… clean yourself up.” The princex grimaced and scrunched their nose. “Then we can proceed.”

She was dragged to a bathroom, and she was glad it had no mirrors. She sat in the shower with her eyes closed to avoid looking at what the water was washing off of her until she was forced to leave when one of the guards knocked on the door insistently.

The walk to the medbay felt like walking to the gallows, and she was barely aware of what was happening; her body was walking down the corridor, but her mind was somewhere else. They made her lie down on her stomach on the operating table, tied her hair into a tight bun so it wouldn’t get in the way, and hooked her up to machinery she didn’t even bother to try and recognize.

They were merciful enough to sedate her before the procedure, and someone even reassured her that there was no chance of complications, as if it mattered much in her case, as if what they were doing was supposed to help her. That was never the case - as soon as she lost consciousness, they got to work turning her into an unwilling spy, nothing more than a tool.

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taglist: @stab-the-son-of-a

#captivity whump #lady whumpee #lady whump #immortal whumpee #death #suffocation #torture whump #surgery whump #eye gore cw #oc: karita #oc: princex yari #fantasy whump #space whump #my writing #just some quality time in a vacuum #cause i liked the concept for an immortal character

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maddy-messes-with-canon · 2 years

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Some more love for my “My Child Lebensborn” FC, Karita :)

I’ve been getting an influx of notes both on my main blog and this sideblog for my MCL posts! I’ve long since finished the game, but I’m continuing to follow its developers, especially knowing they’re working on its sequel, “My Child: New Beginnings”!

Oh yeah, and I still hardcore imagine fluffy wholesome scenarios between Karita and her adoptive daughter Karin because she deserves the world and everyone who’s ever done her wrong can go screw off.

♥︎ Picrew link ♥︎

i was going to include more picrews with this post, but i got lazy and had other things to do so bleh

#my child lebensborn oc #oc: karita #picrew #not my art #my oc #oc #original character #fan character #fc #my character #i love her and she looks so cute i swear #she deserves the world and so does her daughter

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knyinfinity · 16 days

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Amari's Taisho Era Secrets:

(aka Fun Facts) I will add more as I think of them 🩶

1. She originally had a blue jay named Nobue when she first joined the Corps. She asked for a crow instead to fit in (and named him Gakuto because he enjoys studying with her 😊).

2. Her body scars and her white pupils (Leukocoria) are from the day her home exploded. She also has an intense fear of fire, which is why it takes her so long to meet Rengoku.

3. It was a surprise to the other Pillars to see how well her and Sanemi got along. Truth is, after their initial meeting, they avoided each other. Until Amari found him in private, crying his eyes out. That's when they had a very long talk and learned that they're both still as human as each other. They 'protect' each other now (emotionally).

4. The reason why she has so many creative hobbies involving her hands, is because she would pick at her fingers and hands until they bled if she didn't. Her favorite pastime is braiding (bracelets at first and then Muis hair).

5. She has memory issues like Muichiro, but they're not as severe as complete amnesia. She gets more of a 'deja vu' type feeling with vague and blurry images every now and then. If she can't figure out what it means, she disregards it. She doesn't tell anyone either unless they're able to guess.

6. She enjoys gift giving 💝. She'll likely give the same things over and over again (see above lol) but she'll start with giving someone a bracelet before it turns into something they enjoy!

(Sanemi: green+white bracelet -> ohagi)

7. She originally had gotten a 'Mitsuri' style uniform from the Corps as well, but she just altered it until she met Shinobu. After that, Shinobu helped her get a uniform like Kanaos (crediting @shycroissanti with this bc I didnt think of it until I saw their art this morning 🥰)

8. Gyomei was her first choice for Tsuguko training because she wanted to abandon suffocation altogether. She thought it was holding her back and making missions take too long. Master Kagaya actually convinced her AND Muichiro (when they spoke with him separately) by saying that they may 'find a surprising value in one another.'

9. She has a secret friend who runs a wisteria house 🫢 (future OC).

10. Her strength compared to the other Pillars? She's in between Iguro and Mui. For speed? She's actually closer to Rengoku!

Thank you for reading this far and I hope you enjoyed🩶💖

tags: @slayfics @larz-barz @risingscorchingsuns @shycroissanti @your-local-demon-slayer-nerd

@scaredyfurry2 🫂💝

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saszor · 11 months

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face equality week 2023

[Image description: Drawing made for facial equality week. There is text reading 15-19 may on the side. In the upper row of characters, there’s a Black trans woman smiling; she has CNIV palsy and many birthmarks. Next is a white girl looking nervous, she has an orbital cleft scar. To her right is a boy with colorful hair, no arms and a bilateral cleft lip. In the center of the image is a little person with a downturned mouth and a back brace. On the right is a masculine woman with a burn scar on her face. Behind her is a person grinning with a scar going across their face. They have no eyes. In the bottom row there is a couple; a guy with a craniofacial condition smiling while holding hands with a tattooed woman with DS. Next to them is a man with parts of his skull missing and facial palsy. Half of his face is smiling. On the right is a couple walking; a Black person with NF1 using a white cane, excitedly talking to an Asian person with birthmarks using a rollator. Below, a Black girl with a skin condition is holding hands with a guy without an eye. Background is yellow. End description.]

sorry for not posting i haven't been using tumblr at all the past [long time] and face equality week is technically over but still on in my heart. I posted a thread on twitter recently about my thoughts regarding face difference rep in media as someone who was born with a cranial nerve defect.

for the few people interested in face equality (topic very important to me. i think you can tell by looking at the people in my art) i recommend this by face equality international it discusses tropes stereotypes and damage of ableist portrayals in media. especially read if you write/draw/make media yourself.

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risingscorchingsuns · 1 day

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guess who’s getting ambitious as fuck and doing one of those group base things

comment if u want me to include ur oc!!!!!! i have no idea if ill ever finish this but im gonna fuckin try!!!!!!!

im more likely to prioritize mutuals/people i know well but ill try to include everyone!!! if i end up not having space for someone ill do another in the future!!!

1: Hikaru Eritora (mine)

2: Gideon Azulyss (@ackie-slays)

3: Hayami Kimura (@windchimewhisperer)

4: Mari Kaizumi (@cloudymistedskies)

5: Irina Gonshira (@shycroissanti)

6: Amari Karita (@knyinfinity)

7: Oumi Etsuko (@muuumuiiii)

8: Hanako Kimura (@rion-isnot-an-ai)

9: Milo Suzuki (@larz-barz)

10: Asai Fujiwarma (@night-mince0)

11: Raine Chizaku (@bugzheadquarter)

12: Ryutaro Wabisuke (@bishopinblue)

13: Akira Sakuranbura (@tinyperson00)

:D!!!!!!! pls make sure u have a ref available for your oc!! (if we’re mutuals and you don’t have a ref u can dm me a description!!)

ive never done one of these im so sorry if im doing it weird-

#demon slayer #leon scribbles #group art #demon slayer oc #kny oc #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #oc art

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tinarsdgroup · 1 year

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Our ocs transid identify

Cary Quade | He/She

TransWhiteEyes | Erosage | Watermian

Karita Quade | It/Pink/🌺

Transage For Transage | FluffyAge | Periweight | TransLoverPupils |

Parsley Quade | She/🪴/They

TransTics | Racequeer

Gazini Quade | He/They/It/She

Ablefluid | Racefluid

Tubbo: What y'all think of them??? Also!!! Plz give them Headcanons!!! We would love it!!!

[ Pt: "Tubbo: What y'all think of them??? Also!!! Plz give them Headcanons!!! We would love it!!!" end pt ]

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sanssouci-sims · 1 year

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Those of you who have been to my main blog in the past year or so might recognize these familiar faces. The little girl is Karin Fjellvik, a character from the game “My Child Lebensborn” (I call it “MCL” for short), and the woman is Karita Omdahl, my MCL fan character/self-insert and Karin’s adoptive mother. I’ve made a few posts about them both on my main blog as well as my sideblog which specifically focuses on my OC x canon relationships, so take a gander if you’d like to read more about them!

I’ll probably mention a bit of the game as I talk about them in this post, so minor spoilers ahead!! Also, fair warning if you do decide to check out the actual game for yourself: it’s based on real historical events (specifically having to do with the end of World War 2) and involves prejudice/racism and violence towards a child (among other things). Needless to say, it’s quite emotional, and let’s just say that by the end of my play-through, I wanted to punt quite a few people into the shadow realm because of what they did to my poor daughter. 😭

While MCL was originally set during the aftermath of World War 2, I imagine my sims counterparts live in the modern day. Funnily enough, the developers of MCL are currently working on a sequel which will take place in a more modern setting! I would think the sims versions of Karin and Karita moved to this new place in Willow Creek after they’d gone through similar events that happened in the original game. All they wanted to do was to just... get away from their old town, from Karin’s old school, from everything their cruel neighbors had done to them.

Karin and Karita would start their new lives in this modest but pretty one-story home with a small outdoor area for the two to sit and for Karin to play. In the game, you happen to make contact with Karin (or her male counterpart Klaus)’s biological father, who wires you money to help you move out of town. I imagine Karita used much of that money to pay off this new house. They started with only $200 in simoleons, which was a nod to how you would start off with 200 coins (? - dollars? Or whatever they used in Norway during that time? I don’t think the game actually specified what that actual currency was lmao) in the original game.

As money is tight in their household, Karita knows they’ll need it only for the most important items, and she’s made sure Karin knows that. There are times where Karin wishes she had the newest toys or clothes like the other kids have, and she’ll get upset when she can’t have them. Karita promises she’ll buy them one day for her, just not today. After all, it’s better to be selfless than selfish. Karin recently received a whole mini art studio set for her birthday, and she LOVES it! She plans to create lots of artwork to display in her room, and she even uses it occasionally in the middle of the night when she can’t sleep. She even says she hopes to help her mother earn money by selling her best artwork. 🥰

On certain days of the week, Karita works as a manual laborer as a way to bring in some stable income (I thought this was the closest to some kind of factory work, which is your/the parent’s job in MCL). The catch to this, though, is that she currently works during the weekend, which means Karin is left at home alone in the morning. :( Karita knows how much her daughter hates being by herself, so once she returns home from work, she makes sure they spend plenty of quality of time together. Their favorite activities include fishing (they can catch something to eat or Karin asks to keep one as a little pet), reading books, drawing pictures, cooking, and watching television.

See the little fish next to the television? Karin caught it and wanted to save it from being eaten!

Other than Karin’s idea to sell some of her artwork in the future, the two also already have creative ways to earn extra money on the side (or when they really need money fast). For one, Karita happens to enjoy gardening and has made a habit of exploring her neighborhood and harvesting wild plants to grow around their home. She may keep some to use as fresh ingredients/food, but most of the time, she’ll sell them when they’re fully grown.

Being experienced in manual labor, Karita isn’t afraid to get her hands dirty by digging for things as well. She’ll sell the majority of her finds along with things she catches through fishing.

Karin is also a keen explorer and likes to look for frogs. She’ll keep them as pets, too, but once she catches a new one, she knows she’ll have to sell the old one since multiple frogs is... kind of a lot to deal with in such a small home, lol.

This is her latest find, a spotted leaf frog!

So that’s basically how a typical day would go for Karin and Karita! Karin goes to school during the week, of course, and since Karita doesn’t work on weekdays, she’ll usually spend those days building her skills and doing the many things she’s already come up with to earn extra money.

Currently, Karita is hoping to save up for some renovations, including expanding the interior of their home so she will able to build a little writing studio! She wishes to write about her and Karin’s experiences and to send a message to the world to be kind to each other - something among those lines.

I like playing wholesome families like this, and I think the added challenge of reduced funds not only ties into the original game where the characters came from, but it also makes playing this household a lot more fun and interesting.

Oh, I forgot to mention, guess who came by their household while I was taking screenshots of them for this post?

a wild rose appears lmao

also i just realized you can spy one of dina caliente’s sons in the background

#the sims community #the sims 4 #sims 4 #ts4 #ts4 gameplay #the sims 4 gameplay #the sims 4 storytelling #the sims 4 screenies #sims 4 screenshots #sims 4 screencaps #the sims 4 screenshots #my child lebensborn #maddy's sims

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minniethemoocherda · 1 year

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My Secret Santa gift for the @eah-exchange is @claws-of-fame OC Karitas von Venusberg. I hope you like it! Happy Holidays!

#ever after high #eah exchange #eah #oc

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juniperberries-canisroot · 9 months

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I was thinking about making another OC/game save cause I want to play with a sheild character since some of the perks seem fun and I've never played a sheild character before. I was thinking of naming the character Karita, so I googled 'Skyrim Elder Scrolls Karita' to see if there was already an NPC named that.

There's two, and they're both vanilla. Not added in by DLC later on.

Karita, arguably the worse bard in DawnStar and all of Skyrim (in this house we support Lurbuk) and Karita the pilgrim you encounter on the way to High Hrothgarr but only of you have Way of the Voice active, otherwise she won't show up.

Normally if an NPC with that name already exist, I don't use the name. But when there's two already, why not add a third? Bethesdey had no problem with it.🤷

#i say this as if I dont have Stalleo-Io and Leontius #atleast the NPC Leontious spells his name slightly different but same pronunciation #I stole Io's name from an NPC Stalleo who sits outside Treva's Watch cause I like his name #also my char is a Khajiit #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv #Im very particularly with names usually #most mean somethin

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starwarsgirl198 · 1 year

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Star Wars Pairings

OC/Canon pairings plus OC-OC

Kiara Vernius is paired with Lord Scourge

Karitas Vernius is paired with Shev'eldare'lith or Veldarel (OC both)

Marrika Vernius is paired with Darth Marr though technically was more like his lover

Namari Vernius is paired with Rav Verd (OC both)

Natasi Vernius is paired with Arcann

Nevaeh Vernius is paired with Theron Shan

Kallista Vernius is paired with Darth Bane though technically was more like his lover

Ruhena Vernius is paired with Blitz

Kasra Vernius is paired with

Nisa Vernius is paired with

Neha Vernius is paired with Tahsin Abaza (OC)

Iesha Vernius is paired with Irda'al'omi or Aalo (OC both)

Dasia Vernius is paired with Bossk

Dalila Vernius is paired with Gree

Alile Vernius is paired with Niner

Barika Vernius is paired with paired with Fox and Chiyo

Ushara Vernius is paired with Keeli

Liria Vernius is paired with Rex

Rael Vernius is paired with Neyo

Sanae Vernius is paired with Bacara

Kalea Vernius is paired with Doom

Nayara-ka Vernius is paired with Hunter

Laila Vernius is paired with Echo

Nadia Vernius is paired with Fives

Karima Vernius is paired with Embo

Aisha Vernius is paired with Appo

Tahira Vernius is paired with Howzer

Talar Vernius is paired with Jind

Aria Vernius is paired with Ponds

Lyla-ka Vernius is paired with Wolffe

Asha Vernius is paired with Grievous

Zara Vernius is paired with Krähe (OC both)

Livia Verd is paired with Cad Bane

Claria Verd is paired with Obi-Wan

Naria Verd is paired with Savage

Tessiara Verd is paired with Maul

Kirren Verd is paired with Jango Fett

Azia Vernius is paired with Waldrom (OC both)

Aara-ka Vernius is paired with Monnk

Amira Vernius is paired with Tech

Yara Vernius is paired with Crosshair

Samara Vernius is paired with Wrecker

Zaina Vernius is paired with Kit Fitso

Rana Vernius is paired with Hondo Ohnaka

Kizira Vernius is paired with Qui-Gon Jinn and Count Dooku

Kasen Vernius is paired with Bajani Naude (OC both)

Keshara Vernius is paired with Kaden Vali (OC both)

Nasir Vernius is paired with Asma Xans (OC both)

Amir Vernius is paired with Noya Nerys (OC both)

Risha Vernius is paired with Khalil Xans (OC both)

Zac Vernius is paired with Ahsoka Tano

Saricia Vernius is paired with A'den

Ranek Tavali is paired with Maze

Zarika Xans is paired with Mereel

Reese Tavali is paired with Prudii

Talura Xans is paired with Kom'rk

Parell Tavali is paired with Jaing

Zarda Vernius is paired with Boss

Morin Tavali is paired with Sev

Inyri Xans is paired with Scorch

Tiva Tavali is paired with Fixer

Duenna Xans is paired with Spar

Marri Tavali is paired with Levet

Losira Xans is paired with Sull

Nikala Tavali is paired with Yover

Milani Xans is paired with Dev

#faberian empire #faberians

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galaxywhump · 4 months

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Ending and Beginning

[An Immortal Among Stars Masterlist]

Not really whumpy, takes place after Abandoned.

contents: character death, terminal illnesss, lady whump, immortal whumpee, redeemed whumper.

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“You can leave soon, dear. When I’m gone.”

Karita nodded, staring out the window, her gaze blank, as it had been for the last several years. She flinched when Iris was sent into a coughing fit, which sounded even worse and more strained than the previous ones. Time was running out, Karita’s freedom was drawing near, and yet she didn’t know how she felt about it.

Yes, Iris had tortured her at first, used her as a test subject, a power source, but then… something changed. They were both lonely, and Karita was still in mourning after being betrayed by the people she considered her friends at one point. Iris needed someone to spend time with, and Karita didn’t need anything - and so she stayed, even when she was allowed to leave the tower.

There was something therapeutic about being away from everyone, lost in a new routine, tending to Iris’s small garden, gathering herbs around the island, sitting in the tall grass and looking at the wild sea. In the evenings, curled up in a very old and very comfortable armchair in front of the fireplace, she made use of Iris’s extensive library, and once Iris was no longer able to read on her own, Karita started reading the books to her. She still felt empty, numb, but it was a lighter kind of emptiness, one that brought her relief.

“Karita?”

“Yes?” She looked away from the window, at Iris. The old mage was pale, her eyes had a sickly gleam to them. She was wasting away, but she had made her peace with it long ago.

“I wanted to apologize,” she said, her voice raspy and forced.

“You already have,” Karita reminded her with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, and she couldn’t remember the last time it did.

“I know,” Iris sighed. “But it doesn’t change the fact that I hurt you.”

“It’s okay. It’s never permanent.”

Iris frowned in concern and shook her head.

“That doesn’t make it right. Immortal or not, you don’t deserve to be in pain.”

It was a simple statement, yet it felt like a punch to the gut. It wasn’t something Karita heard… well, ever. She was always fine, eventually. She always persevered, escaped or outlived her tormentors, and there were no scars to remind her of any of it. She was fine, she could handle pain, and it became inevitable the moment she woke up on the battlefield centuries ago, surrounded by dead bodies, having been one herself mere moments before.

“You poor girl,” Iris said softly, reaching out to her. “You’re crying.”

She was, and she tried to laugh it off, but all it did was force some of the tears out of her eyes. She wiped at her cheek, cleared her throat, and took Iris’s hand.

“It’s okay,” she repeated. “I’m used to it.”

“You shouldn’t be, though. No-one should. I am sorry I contributed to your pain.”

A shaky exhale, even more tears, a suffocating lump in her throat.

“Can we stop talking about it? It’s…” okay. She ended up only shaking her head. “Yes, you hurt me, but you stopped, and you’ve been kind to me ever since. I really appreciate that. It’s been a… more peaceful few years.”

Iris smiled at her and squeezed her hand, and hers felt so frail, so small, as if she wouldn’t be able to gesticulate enough to cast even the simplest spell.

“It was the least I could do. And now the least I can do is give you something I’ve been working on for a while.” She nodded towards the nightstand by her bed. “Open the drawer, dear.”

Karita frowned, but followed the request, not letting go of Iris’s hand. The only thing in the drawer was a bracelet made of small translucent gray beads. She took it out and held it up.

“It’s beautiful,” she said, and Iris laughed, which immediately turned into another bout of coughing.

“It’s not mere jewelry,” she explained once she could speak again, though her breathing remained strained. “It’s imbued with my magic.”

Karita hummed and cupped the bracelet in her palm. With a bit of concentration she could sense the magic coursing within; it was subtle, but undeniable.

“What does it do?”

“It lets you alter your appearance.”

Karita’s eyes widened and snapped to Iris as the implication made her heart skip a beat.

“So I can…?”

“Yes. It’s not a strong spell, sadly. When I tried to make it more powerful, the beads shattered, and I didn’t want the vessel to be anything more obvious than this bracelet. Trust me, I wanted to make it as small as a ring or an earring. Regardless, it should let you create an illusion of aging.” As Karita exhaled shakily, Iris continued. “I remember you telling me that your not aging forces you to move all the time. I hope that with this little trinket you can stay in one place for longer. Make a life for yourself, at least for a few decades. My magic isn’t what it used to be, so the spell won’t work for more than half a day, I believe, but-”

“No, no, it’s wonderful. Really. I… I don’t really know what to say, no-one…” No, she was getting choked up, so she shook her head. She teared up again, and she hated crying, she hated showing weakness, but this was different, she wasn’t weak and didn’t have to act tough, and no-one was going to mock her for crying. Iris smiled at her with sympathy, and gave her hand another gentle squeeze.

“You deserve a good life, Karita,” she said softly. “You really, really do. I hope you can find it when I’m gone.”

“Y-yeah,” Karita choked out, nodding. “Yeah. I’ll try. Thank you, Iris. For everything.”

“You’re welcome, dear. Besides, I should be the one thanking you.”

They stayed like this until Karita stopped crying; then she fetched Iris’s favorite book to read a few chapters to her, looking up from the pages every now and then to make sure Iris was still awake and listening. She continued reading for hours, only taking breaks to drink some water when her throat went dry, until Iris let out a relieved sigh, closed her eyes, and faded.

Karita fell silent, and watched as the mage’s body was engulfed in bright light, which then dispersed, clung to the walls and ran through them in the form of thin veins. The body was gone, but Iris’s life essence had become one with the tower, her beloved home. It would eventually turn back into ruin, just as she had found it, but a part of her would still be here, on the island she’d found solace on.

Sitting on the front steps, Karita looked up at the stars and exhaled. Despite Iris’s death, she felt light. It was a good death after a long life, and she was glad to have helped make the last few years more bearable. But now she was alone, and she had to find a new place, a new life.

She spent a while listening to the rustling of grass and the crashing waves, and for a moment she considered staying here. It was a good place, a place she knew well, isolated enough that she shouldn’t be found for some time. She could continue living in the tower, existing without worrying about anything, but… she would be completely alone, and despite Iris’s repeated claims that people like them were doomed to live a lonely existence, she couldn’t and didn’t want to agree. Besides, the bracelet was proof enough that Iris wanted her to be able to live like a normal person, among others.

She returned to the tower, where she lit the fireplace and spent one last night in the armchair, which felt way less comfortable now, and in the morning she descended the stairs to the basement, where she ignored the tools that were used to torture her once upon a time. She headed for the teleportation device, a circular spot that used to glow with a much brighter, steady light, but now was pulsating weakly.

“It won’t work forever. I put most of my magic into it, so even when I’m gone it should stay active for a few days, but you should act quickly. I don’t want you to be stuck here on your own.”

She didn’t want that either, despite everything.

Where did she want to go, though? She wasn’t sure. She could go anywhere, there weren’t many places she had strong connections to, and she didn’t want to go back to any of them. She was starting anew.

Just take me somewhere safe, with other people, she commanded as she stood on the device, looking around one last time, taking in the familiar walls of the tower. Right before nothingness surrounded her, she looked down at the bracelet on her wrist, and couldn’t help but smile. She had more of a chance than ever before, and she was… excited.

If the spell worked, she could live her new life for several decades, and she was going to make the most of it.

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