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fru1tb4tz24 days ago
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bash and ryona from @andromeda-six bcs. yeah 馃弮
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kiki-the-creatora month ago
46. shimmer pls 馃ズ馃憠馃憟 馃挄
i love your writing so much, keep being amazing and wonderful
only if you keep being amazing and wonderful yourself
okay but!! this prompt!! is so good!! because!!! who鈥檚 skin glows when they get excited??? tilaari!!!!!! and who am i the biggest simp for????? correct!!!!! ryona!!!!!!!!!!
this is just a very strange way to say i tried writing ry and my tilaari mc lmao
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mini story prompts
shimmer
Ryona x MC (Lexa, she/her)
~300 words
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She shimmers. There鈥檚 no other word for it. No other string of letters that could properly convey the sight of her skin when a faint blue tinge takes over, when every feature and limb is basked in a brilliant glow, when every pore and sliver of skin is illuminated from the inside out.
She shimmers. With a blush on her cheeks and a smile hidden behind pale curls, she shimmers. As if she had become a jewel, a priceless stone sitting, light refracting off in the most dazzling of ways. As if she had become a star itself, she shimmers.
And she might as well have exploded into a nebula, might as well light a galaxy with the way her very being warms alongside that shimmer. With the way her heart pounds and her head feels light, the way a heat settles in the pit of her stomach. With the way the world appears brighter, lighter, everything more beautiful, even the cool steel walls surrounding her at every turn.
But the best part, Lexa realises quickly, is the shimmer she鈥檚 met with every time, the glow that鈥檚 always reciprocated. The shimmer on rich blue skin, the shimmer surrounding gentle eyes the colour of sunshine, the shimmer alighting the sweetest smile she can imagine. It鈥檚 everything she never dared to dream of, a shot of light right through the dark of space.
Every little smile and brush of nimble fingers, and an explosion sparks to life, a magnificent blaze right beneath Ryona鈥檚 skin. Every clash of eyes and caring touch, and a fire burns bright on the surface, with an entire wildfire smoldering in Lexa鈥檚 chest.
Whether it be sharing bashful glances across the bridge, or laughing opposite one another in the infirmary, or leaning against the other鈥檚 shoulder outside a sleazy bar to hide from the cold chill of night, they shimmer.
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silverdreamsstudiosa month ago
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Nico: How do I get someone to like me? Ryona: Tell them about yourself. [1 hour later] Nico: June, I鈥檓 socially awkward and can eat a cheeseburger in two bites. Nico: Also, one time when I went skiing with my family, I accidentally- one of the skis came undone from my foot, and then I was skiing on one ski so I mean technically I was skateboarding but I鈥檓 not sure how that works because I still had the rest of the ski stuff and I only had one leg on the board or I only had one foot on the board so does that mean I was- I was- I was- I was snowboarding or does that mean I was skiing but with one leg? Nico: Anyway, that鈥檚 probably where I developed my fear of snow.
Original post from here (with some liberties from Matt) by @incorrect-andromeda-6
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silverdreamsstudiosa month ago
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Ryona: If you took a shot for every time you made a bad decision, how drunk would you be? June: Maybe a bit tipsy? Aya: Drunk Bash: Wasted Nico: Dead
Original post from here by @incorrect-andromeda-6
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mrsukitakekyoraku2 months ago
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When the Andromeda Six鈥檚 team release a new episode:
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When we finish playing the new episode and now we gotta wait for the next one:
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sabraevn2 months ago
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More dumb meme art - Derric going to his favorite Tilaari medic cause he鈥檚 down with the thickness.
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paintriaz2 months ago
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I had to draw something after playing episode 5 of A6. 聽I haven't drawn the girls before, so this was a good time to do it.
Andromeda Six聽(c) Wanderlust Games
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freckled-lili2 months ago
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When you come across a bug after you've been locked into Ayame's route:
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seyj2 months ago
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if you thought i was screaming in episode 4, hoo boy you are not prepared for my
*screams in episode 5*
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silverdreamsstudios2 months ago
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i always forget this tumblr exists since usually i ask courtney to run it lol but !!! this exchange in the game聽is just so great LOL i couldn鈥檛 not post it early as a demo
Nico Peg'asi & Narrator: Matthew Ruzbasan Ryona Mi鈥檋aden: Courtney Damon Reznor: Geoff Butler
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alexaplaysgames3 months ago
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Nodus Tollens
Pairing: June x F!Traveller (Celeste)
Fandom: Andromeda Six (I know the fan base isn鈥檛 huge so I encourage those who haven鈥檛 played to read these and see if you鈥檇 like to try it out!)
Warnings: Angst, minor mentions of gore and death.
Words: ~ 1800
Description: When Traveller tries to save June instead.
Notes: I chose my traveller for this little fic but will totally take requests if you鈥檇 like me to use yours. Just pop into me DMs and make a request! Also, this is one of several fics for A6 that I have so let me know if you鈥檇 like to be tagged.
This is self indulgent nonsense and I am sorry. I will do better next time. Actually I probably won鈥檛.
Tags: @amlovelies @writersgonefishing @oatssss聽@kimberrrrr @femmeshep @serana-spring
There鈥檚 a sort of weightlessness to death.
An instant where you rest suspended in the between. Passed from warm hands into a cold, steel grip, there鈥檚 a split second where everything stops. Life no longer holds meeting and death has yet to make known its cruel face, so you are left...
Waiting.
It takes a moment for Celeste to realize that this isn鈥檛 the weightlessness she鈥檚 feeling. The sensation of suspense is not one due to hovering between life and death. The strength which holds her is not of some otherworldly being.
She looks up and sees kindly grey eyes. June cradles her head with gentle, reserved strength. Tawny strands of his hair fall against his forehead as he looks down at her with an expression of fear and unbridled concern, one that is utterly unfamiliar on the usually calm gunman鈥檚 features.
His fingers press against her side and withdraw, sticky and crimson with blood.
鈥淐eleste,鈥 June whispers, though it鈥檚 faint with the ringing in her ears.
Her name on his lips sounds sad, agonized even. The feeling that knowledge invokes within her is foreign. Once, existing only as the youngest child in a line of royals, fated for a life in the shadows, she held the belief that no one would mourn her death. Now, the look of anguish on his face makes guilt flare in her gut; she doesn鈥檛 want to hurt him like this.
He pulls her close against his chest, draws her into his arms as easily as if she were, truly, weightless. She knows of the strength that lies hidden under the layers of his sweet, gentle exterior, buried under his warm smiles and soft, thoughtful gestures.
Her fingers鈥 weak grasp finds his wrist, delving into the crisscrossed scars written in his skin. In them, she finds the affirmation she seeks.
Even if it drains her of blood, life, and spirit, it was worth it. For in this, just once, he will remain untouched. 聽
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She wakes to metal tables and blinding white light.
鈥淗ey, easy now,鈥 comes Ryona鈥檚 soothing tone. Her pale blue skin and soft, pretty features follow as she stands from her desk before rushing to Celeste鈥檚 side.
Ryona immediately starts fluttering around, reading numbers on screens and pressing buttons as Celeste puts her hand over the bandage on her newly-sewn side with a wince.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e in the med bay. Came in pretty banged up, if I do say so myself. June had to carry you back.鈥
The incessant ringing has cleared to the steady beeping of the surrounding machines. For the second time, it occurs to Celeste in her clarity, that man has pulled her back from the brink of death and carried her toward safety in his arms.
鈥淚鈥檝e never seen our cowboy quite so upset,鈥 Ryona adds, her tone full of meaning. 鈥淗e really cares about you. Remember that if he-鈥
Celeste shifts on the table. 鈥淚f he what?鈥
鈥淚 had to give you eight stitches, and you lost a lot of blood. You should-鈥
鈥淩yona.鈥
Golden eyes, filled with conflict, meet green.
鈥淛une doesn鈥檛 handle strong emotion well. He鈥檚 afraid it makes him volatile, destructive. Dangerous.鈥
鈥淥h.鈥 The plastic sheet crinkles as Celeste settles back against it. The non-answer makes her nervous. 鈥淥kay.鈥
鈥淗e鈥檒l be fine,鈥 Ryona comforts, squeezing her ankle softly as she sits down by her feet. 鈥淟uckily, so will you. I was worried.鈥
Celeste stumbles in her attempt to formulate a reply. 鈥淚- thank you.鈥
The words stir some strange sentiment within her, an immense wave of affection threatening to drown her in their wake. Never in her life did she imagine she would be lucky enough to be cared for so deeply by people so utterly kind.
Suddenly, a knock sounds at the door, startling both women where they sit.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 probably June. He sat by your side for hours until he went to get a blanket. Said you looked cold,鈥 then, louder, 鈥渃ome in!鈥
June almost has to duck under the door, given his immense height, and he enters carrying a stack of blankets high enough to clothe a small army.
鈥淚 didn鈥檛 know which ones-鈥 he begins, setting the stack of fabric on the countertop, then trails off as he registers the sight before him.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e awake.鈥
Silence ensues. Ryona鈥檚 eye flit between the two of them before she stands, says, 鈥淚鈥檒l be outside if you need me,鈥 and excuses herself with a warm, supportive smile over her shoulder.
鈥淛une-鈥
鈥淚 am so, so sorry,鈥 he breathes, air rushing forward from his lungs, coming to kneel by her side. His eyes search her face, looking for what, she doesn鈥檛 know.
鈥淲hat do you have to be sorry for?鈥
鈥淚 should鈥檝e protected you. I shouldn鈥檛 have let you get hurt.鈥 He looks disgusted with himself. This, this self-loathing, is something she recognizes. 鈥淭here are a lot of things I should have done,鈥 he adds softly.
Celeste moves to sit up and hisses as the skin around her bandages stretches.
Realization dawns in June鈥檚 eyes before they shift to her side. 鈥淐an I?鈥
She nods, lifting the edge of her shirt to reveal the expanse of fabric that hides her wound. Looking briefly into her eyes for confirmation, June lets his fingers brush against her skin, tracing the edges of the bandage and sending a tingling feeling up Celeste鈥檚 spine. At every point where their skin meets, warmth trickles outwards from his fingertips, seeping through her skin and settling in her veins. She can feel his breath, the unmistakable warmth of it, against her bare skin.
鈥淵ou鈥檒l have a scar,鈥 June murmurs.
鈥淪o? You already have so many.鈥
He frowns. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 want you to be like me, Celeste. I don鈥檛 want to make you like me. How could you- that鈥檚 the last thing I want.鈥
鈥淵ou told me to run and I chose not to. You didn鈥檛 make me do anything. I鈥檓 responsible for my own actions. Did you really think I would leave and risk you getting hurt?鈥
That seems to throw him for a loop. His jaw drops slightly, eyes wide. 鈥淵ou- you wanted to protect me?鈥
She traces a featherlight touch along his cheek with a shaking hand. June鈥檚 eyelashes flutter, briefly, at her touch. 鈥淥f course.鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e delusional,鈥 June says, though it lacks any bite. He simply sounds lost, a little confused. 鈥淚鈥檝e survived much worse than a back-alley gunfight. I can handle a few more scars.鈥
鈥淏ut you shouldn鈥檛- you shouldn鈥檛 have to.鈥
She swallows, jaw working as she looks toward the ceiling, yet she can see how he shakes his head, features pulled between frustration and overwhelming torment. 鈥淵ou shouldn鈥檛 have to put yourself in danger for me. I鈥檓 not worth that.鈥
鈥淏ut you are-鈥
鈥淚 am not.鈥 And the finality of his words draws her gaze towards his once more. She sees something there that she鈥檚 only seen once before, the day she stood outside his cabin and he shut the door in her face .
Anger. Fire, bright flames quickly smothered with a brush of his large palm over his face.
He breathes deep, chest rising with the motion under his vest. His grey eyes look more like steel than rainclouds as he speaks. 鈥淚f you can鈥檛 follow orders, I won鈥檛 be able to take you on supply runs any longer.鈥
鈥淛une, please. You don鈥檛 mean that.鈥 聽
She doesn鈥檛 know what she鈥檚 asking for. Acceptance? His friendship? His love? Would she dare?
Could he even give her such a thing?
鈥淚鈥檒l see you in the morning, Celeste.鈥 June stands again, sleeves shifting further up his forearms to show his scars. 鈥淕et some sleep.鈥
He doesn鈥檛 once look back once as the door closes behind him.
The metal table beneath her feels so much colder without him there. How cruel he is, to let her taste what it鈥檚 like to have him by her side, then rip it away. Left with nothing but the hum of machinery and her thoughts, she begins to wonder if she鈥檚 broken, or he is.
Or maybe they鈥檙e both broken, she thinks. Maybe they both have jagged edges, and no matter how hard she tries to fit them together, there will always be a little space in between.
It鈥檚 an uncomfortable thought, one that lulls her to sleep under fluorescent lights and the weight of her own fractured heart.
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Outside, June slumps against the wall, running his hand through his hair with a sigh.
How his heart ached when he turned her affection aside, how he wanted nothing more than to relish in the feeling of her caring for him, for him, to bask in it and soak in it and let it fill all of his cracks and crevices and make him whole.
And how he knew, just as deeply and with equal certitude, that that was the last thing he could ever let himself do.
He is no stranger to pain. But the hurt he feels now is different, gnawing at a part of himself he didn鈥檛 know existed. Not since he closed it off, so long ago. Not since-
No. Not going there. No amount of time will strength long enough for him to open those doors again.
Just look at what you鈥檝e done to her already. All you鈥檒l ever do is hurt her.
June presses his fists into the wall by his sides, hands trembling with the effort not to leave dents in the metal. It鈥檚 so easy for him to break and ruin, so difficult to build. And that is why he cannot have her. He won鈥檛 let her become another beautiful thing shattered by the strength in his hands.
How difficult she makes it, when she looks at him as if he鈥檚 fragile, when her lips form words like care and protect and things he never thought a monster like him could ever hope to receive. He wants to lay himself down at her feet and thank the gods for giving him something so sweet.
But he is dangerous and he is deadly and he has no idea how to love someone the way she deserves.
鈥淵ou could stand to let someone in, every once in a while.鈥
Ryona crosses her arms as she leans against the wall beside him, one eyebrow raised.
鈥淚 won鈥檛 kill you to let yourself feel, June.鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 not myself I鈥檓 worried about killing.鈥
June tries not to flinch as she lays a hand on his shoulder. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e not the monster you think you are,鈥 she says.
A part of him wants to scream, to say that she doesn鈥檛 understand, that鈥檚 she鈥檚 wrong, but that part is smothered by the warmth that bubbles in his chest at her words.
He lets his head hit the wall and closes his eyes. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know if you鈥檙e right.鈥
鈥淎m I ever wrong?鈥 Ryona grins, eyes twinkling.
He has to admit, she does have a point.
鈥淚 hope you鈥檙e able to work this out,鈥 she says, pushing herself off the wall. She walks back into the med bay and June keeps his eyes scrunched closed until he hears the door slam shut.
More than anything, he hopes for that too.
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silverdreamsstudios4 months ago
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Damon: Surgery is just stabbing someone to life
Ryona: Please never become a surgeon
Original post from here by @incorrect-andromeda-6
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deli-cious-arts5 months ago
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the wind ruffles her hair and we thank the wind for this
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lexas-ellarious5 months ago
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uh am i the only one who stans ryona up in this bitch? hello?
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hedonist-aesthete5 months ago
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I had an idea for Ryona that I absolutely want to come back to, involving Andy M. Stewart's Man In The Moon. This is one of the preliminary sketches I worked up for it.
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