Quintessence Blessed

Indie Semi-Selective Druid OC from Voltron: Legendary Defenders. Side blog pinned by Ash-mun. Please see the information page for Rules Mobile Master Post

[galra-druid]

@goofbcll, [x]

     Hunk winced as his wife tightened her grip on his hand. He really should have seen that one coming. Instead of returning the favor. Hunk returned her gesture with a smile plastered on his face. He was not the only one who was not enjoying this ceremony. It was a odd feeling to find comfort in.

He felt even more anxious when people started to crowd the couple. Both Galra and Alteans alike. Who knew that both races shared a common trait. They were both really noisy.

“Alright, alright, move out the way.” Hunk could hear Lance’s voice ring through his ears. He sighed in relief as The Blue Paladin made room for two of them.

“Thanks, man.” Hunk muttered, nodding towards his friend.  He gently lead his wife into the middle of the floor. His clammy hands slowly slides down her waist.

Attention snapped to the string bean Paladin as he began trying to herd people away. Osera tried to recall his name, giving the human a grateful smile as he parted the crowd to let them escape. A little thing, but Osera was grateful to get some help even if it was for Hunk’s benefit and not her own.

As Hunk led her to the dance floor, she tried to ignore the face all turning eyes upon them. The previous dances were clearing away, allowing the newly married couple to claim the dance floor in full.

Great.

“Do you even know how to dance?” Osera whispered up to her new husband, both hands coming up to settle on his chest with palms flat. It would allow Osera to keep some space and control. Music began, a slow waltz they could have gotten away with swaying to if needed.

[galra-druid]

@rust-and-revolution, [x]

He’s not surprised that she would agree to his offer. He was the only friendly face she would encounter out here so she would be insane to try and go through this forest alone. That or she’d have some kind of death wish. He could probably deal with her for one night at least, but his ears flick when she asks her question, and he frowns, staring hesitantly at her for a moment.

“…Razok.” He answers, wondering if the name would be familiar to her. He was a well-renowned commander during his time, and among the youngest of galra to ever become a commander so quickly. Esteemed son of commander Thadryn. Traitor to the Empire.

He doesn’t give himself time to see her reaction if she did recognize the name. Instead he turns away and starts making his way up stream toward the mountain in the distance. He gives a wave of his hand and a growl leaves him.

“This way. My camp isn’t far. Stick close to the water and we can talk in normal tones, the sounds of the stream will provide cover for our voices.”

Eyes widened briefly at the name. Razok. She knew him. Or at least knew of the man. He had been a commander of high esteem before he went traitor. So this is where he landed. Curious. Osera pursed her lips together, regarding him for a beat as he turned away. Someone didn’t seem to like any ties such a name held, still- He was better than nothing. “I’m Osera,” She tossed the words over his shoulder as the ex-druid followed within his wake. Osera knew the name would bring no recognition unless he’d been hacking into archives. No one ever cared to know of a Druid’s name. They were a collective with no individuality according to most Galra. That anonymity had it’s perks as she might as well have been no one at all. Whoops. Osera hadn’t been exactly keeping to a whisper this entire time. Now that her hands were free, she was far less worried about the beasts but- “Right...” She spoke softed, picking up her pace to keep up with Razok. “How long have you been here?”

[galra-druid]

@imperiuminfinitus, [x]

If only. He’d surely have a fit, knowing there were posters that even existed with his visage upon them, more so if he did know the former Druid had any in her possession. Lightly humming under his breath as he studied the latest reports. “Very true. Those whose blood was deemed… unfit by Purist Galra standards… they were the ones I truly wished to offer hope to, if only to show them we also have a place within the Empire,” he mused, eyes brighter. “Voltron truly judged me based on the actions of my father. They knew next to nothing about my desires, my motives. It is only natural for them to have reacted the way they initially did.” Lotor paused mid-keystroke, his gaze turning a fraction of a tick faster than normal. One might say it was an outward display of surprise by Osera’s quick request. Such loyalty, he briefly thought to himself.          “When the opportunity presents itself, I will more than welcome you to assist me on such a mission, Osera.”

That answer brought a smile to Osera’s face along with a flood of warmth through her body. She was welcomed to come on a mission, by Lotor. Never in her wildest dreams would she ever have thought she’d be working with Lotor, but invited by him?

It was all too much and might have been getting to the Druid’s head. Better to move onto other topics.

“Have you planned out how you will reveal to the Princess that her people are alive and well?” Osera asked, curiosity plain in her tone. The Alteans were Princess Allura’s people, but they were half Osera’s as well. She herself had only recently learned that there even was a Colony to begin with. What a feat it had to have been for Lotor to not only conceal his people from Lord Zarkon, but allow them to prosper untouched for ages.

Perhaps her parents were still there...

[galra-druid]

😅

@miscerelene​, First Meeting Meme | [ Open ] - Send 😅 for your muse to bump into mine

The sudden bump startled Osera, almost sending her tripping over her own robes from such a larger Galra. She made a soft yelp, arms pinwheeling briefly before catching herself.Before the figure vanished, Osera whirled around to give a small snarl. “Watch where you’re going!” She wasn’t exactly use to being so ignored in such a way, or almost trampled. Previously all had given Druids a wide berth, but Osera supposed not many cared anymore.Wearing a robe wasn’t an indication of a Druid given how most believed they’d all had been exterminated with the war against the Blades. It wasn’t as if Osera was sporting her Druid mask anyway.

[galra-druid]

🤡

First Meeting Meme | [ Open ] - Send 🤡 for your muse to break some awkward silence with a joke

“The smell of a deli can make you crave a sandwich subconsciously.”

Osera’s head turned slowly, both ears perking forward as she settled eyes on the Paladin after he spoke. Was that some sort of a strange Earth saying?Hunk’s expectant look only got a blank one out of Osera. He seemed to expect something of her.Osera could only offer up, “What’s a Deli?”

[heireating]

   BOOK STARTERS VOL.35    THE SONG OF ACHILLES    MADELINE MILLER

❛ Name one hero who was happy. —- You can’t. ❜

❛ I feel like I could eat the world raw. ❜

❛ We are like gods at the dawning of the world. ❜

❛ I could recognise him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world. ❜

❛ There are no bargains between lion and men. I will kill you and eat you raw. ❜

❛ You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature. ❜

❛ He is a weapon, a killer. Do not forget it. ❜

❛ Some men gain glory after they die, others fade. ❜

❛ I am made of memories. ❜

❛ Will you come with me? ❜

❛ I wish I had let you all die. ❜

❛ It is right to seek peace for the dead. You and I both know there is no peace for those who live after. ❜

❛ Bury us. Let us be free. ❜

❛ Go. He waits for you. ❜

❛ Nothing could eclipse the stain of this dirty, mortal mediocrity. ❜

❛ I know I have told you of this. ❜

❛ I don’t know how you remember them all. I swear they look the same to me. ❜

❛ Perhaps you should get some new stories, so I don’t fucking kill myself of boredom. ❜

❛ I yearn for the darkness and silence of the underworld, where I can rest. ❜

❛ There is no honour in betraying your friends. ❜

❛ There is no answer. Whichever you choose, you are wrong. ❜

❛ Divine blood flows differently. ❜

❛ How is there glory in taking life? We die so easily. ❜

❛ This is what I will miss, I think. I will kill myself rather than miss it. ❜

❛ How long do we have? ❜

❛ Do you think we fight hopeless wars? ❜

❛ There is no law that gods must be fair. ❜

❛ I do not fear ridicule. I never have. ❜

❛ You were always better with words than I. ❜

❛ Who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty? ❜

[stitchedupmemes]

First meeting meme

Send 😀 for your muse to admit they’re my muse’s biggest fan Send 😅 for your muse to bump into mine Send 😉 for your muse to attempt flirting with mine Send 😎 for your muse to show off how cool they are Send 😘 for your muse to make that face towards mine across a bar Send 😍 for your muse to fall in love with mine at first sight Send 🤠 for your muse to act like a cowboy Send 🤡 for your muse to break some awkward silence with a joke Send 🤓 for your muse to teach mine a scientific lesson Send 😐 for your muse to silently judge mine Send 😶 for your muse to have a secret crush on mine and attempt interacting with them Send 😪 for your muse to fall asleep on mine Send 👹 for my muse to scare yours Send 😱 for your muse expressing how offended they are about something my muse said Send 👻 for your muse to appear in front of mine as a ghost Send 👉 for your muse to gunfinger towards mine Send 😈 for your muse to bully mine Send 👋 for your muse to wave at mine, thinking they’re someone else Send 👊 for your muse to punch mine out of nowhere Send 🐶 for your muse to randomly give mine a puppy and run away Send 🐱 for your muse to randomly give mine a kitten and run away Send 🐓 for your muse to give mine an angry chicken and run for their lives Send 🍺 for your muse to sleep in my muse’s apartment after getting completely drunk Send 🔪 for your muse to try to kill mine Send 🏏 for your muse to accidentally smash my muse’s window with a baseball Send 📞 for your muse to accidentally call mine Send 🌳 for your muse to sit next to mine at a park and start up a conversation

[galra-druid]

❝ Nothing gentle ever grows in this land. " ( rust-and-revolution, in the survivor!AU :> )

“That’s because you won’t take the time to tend to it,” Osera scoffed visibly as she planted a foot on the hoe before putting her weight into it. It sunk into the earth easily enough; after Osera hopped on it twice.“If we could clear this spot of those choking vines and make sure it gets enough sunlight, I bet we can grow vegetables here.” She turned her head, beaming up at Razok with ears perked. “Maybe even some flowers?”

[vaememes]

✧     CRIMSON     PEAK     SENTENCE     PROMPTS    !   

*  A MIXTURE OF CRIMSON PEAK PROMPTS , TRIGGERS MAY APPLY , CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .

❝ They take the heat from the sun, and when it deserts them, they die. ❞

❝ They’re dying.  ❞

❝ You’re monsters. Both of you! ❞

❝ It’s a world of everything dying and eating each other right beneath our feet. ❞

❝ Surely there’s more to it than that. ❞

❝ Beautiful things are fragile… ❞

❝ At home we have only black moths. ❞

❝ Formidable creatures, to be sure, but they lack beauty. ❞

❝ They thrive on the dark and cold. ❞

❝ What do they feed on? ❞

❝ You’re so… different. ❞

❝ Ghosts are real, that much I know. I’ve seen them all my life… ❞

❝ It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all. ❞

❝ But the horror… The horror was for love. ❞

❝ The things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret.  ❞

❝ This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out.  ❞

❝ There are things that tie them to a place, very much like they do to us. ❞

❝ Will you still like to know my thoughts? ❞

❝ The aches that you describe with such earnestness, the pain, the loss. ❞

❝ In fact, you only seem to know what other writers tell. ❞

❝ You clearly have not lived it at all. ❞

❝ Where I come from, ghosts are not to be taken lightly. ❞

❝ You are nothing but a SPOILED CHILD! ❞

❝ What do you dream of? A kind man? A pure soul to be redeemed? Perfection? ❞

❝ I advise you to return to your ghosts and fancies. ❞

❝ A house as old as this one becomes, in time, a living thing. ❞

❝ It starts holding onto things… keeping them alive when they shouldn’t be. ❞

❝ Some should never be spoken about again. ❞

❝ You will stay here, with us… won’t you?  ❞

❝ A man that feeds off land that others work for him. ❞

❝ This parasite is perfectly charming and a magnificent dancer. ❞

❝ I cannot leave you here. ❞

❝ I find myself thinking about you even at the most inopportune moments of the day. ❞

❝ I feel as if a link exists between your heart and mine. ❞

❝ The first time I saw one I was ten years old. ❞

❝ There were to be no parting kisses. No goodbyes. No last words. ❞

❝ You lied to me! ❞

❝ You poisoned me! ❞

❝ You said you loved me! ❞

❝ I’ve always closed my eyes to things that made me uncomfortable. ❞

❝ I don’t want to close my eyes. I want to keep them open. ❞

❝ It makes everything easier. ❞

❝ I heard you the first time. ❞

❝ It’s an excellent likeness. ❞

❝ The more the house sinks, the worse it gets. ❞

❝ Goodness. How many rooms are there? ❞

❝ We must do something about it.  ❞

❝ Others that hold onto an emotion. A drive. Loss. Revenge. Or love. ❞

❝ The spilling of blood. A terrible crime. ❞

❝ I don’t know. Would you like to count them? ❞

❝ Do we have to do this? Must we? ❞

❝ She stopped drinking her tea, but I poisoned the porridge. ❞

❝ That’s exactly what our mother told us in her last moment. ❞   

❝ This is your home now. You have nowhere else to go. ❞

❝ Perfection has no place in love, [Name]. ❞

❝ You know precious little of the human heart, or love, or the pain that comes with it. ❞

❝ I can’t. I can’t. ❞

❝ This place is hundreds years old. Souls come and go. ❞

❝ Some of them are good; some of them bad… ❞

❝ You insist on describing the torments of love when you know NOTHING about them. ❞

❝ I’M NOT DONE YET! ❞

❝ How do you manage this house? ❞

❝ Actually, I’d rather be Mary Shelly; she died a widow. ❞

❝ Perfection has no place in love. ❞

❝ Perhaps we only notice things when the time comes for us to see them. ❞

❝ In [Country] we bank on effort, not privilege. ❞

❝ The men at this table, all of us, came up through honest, hard work. ❞

❝ Well, maybe not all of us. [Name] here is a [Occupation].  ❞

❝ If there’s one thing I know, it’s the importance of the right tool for the job. ❞

❝ I’m a builder, dear. ❞

❝ Everyone falls in love, dear, even women. ❞

❝ There are things that tie them to a place.   ❞

❝ The marriages were for money, of course. ❞

❝ You need a measure of bitterness… Not to be eaten.. ❞

❝ Nothing gentle ever grows in this land. ❞

❝ My heart would cease to beat and I would die. ❞

❝ I won’t stop… until you kill me… or I kill you! ❞

❝ So it’s all out in the open. No more secrets! ❞  

❝ I feel as if a link exists between your heart and mine. And should that link be broken either by distance or by time, then my heart would cease to beat and I would die. ❞

[vaememes]

💔     HEART     ACHE     SENTENCE     PROMPTS    !  

❝ You are a victim of your own broken heart. ❞

❝ You’re breaking my heart.  ❞

❝ The heart is just a muscle, isn’t that right? ❞

❝ You’ve left a void in me that cannot be filled. ❞

❝ Time does not heal a broken heart as they say. ❞

❝ How do you cope when the love is with somebody else? ❞

❝ Well, you can’t have heartbreak without love. ❞

❝ Love is supposed to heal, to be your haven from misery. ❞

❝ My heart no longer felt as if it belonged to me. ❞

❝ There is an ocean of silence between us… and I am drowning in it. ❞

❝ Raw love, like raw heartache, could blindside you. ❞

❝ I was born the day you kissed me, died the day you left me.  ❞

❝ I’ve fallen victim to love once in my life, it was enough for me.  ❞

❝ I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you – even until it burns my hand. ❞

❝ I would have followed you to hell and back… if only you’d lead me back.  ❞

❝ I had fallen but you were not there to catch me.  ❞

❝ This pain has not passed, this pain, I’m afraid, it will never pass. ❞

❝ A broken heart can be as lethal as a bullet to the brain. ❞

❝ As if you gave your heart to autumn, for what it destroys never blossoms again. ❞

❝ A single heartbreak teaches you more than what a lifetime of schooling can. ❞

❝ You taught me how to live with you, now tell me how to live without you… ❞

❝ You hurt me and yet I cannot stay away, I am miserable either way. ❞

❝ Do you know why he did what he did to you? Because he could. ❞

❝ I have been bitter since the day you broke my heart. ❞

❝ Today is just another day of trying to get by without you. ❞

❝ An entire world of people can never replace the one that I’ve lost. ❞

❝ I cannot carry on with my future when I am stuck in my past. ❞

❝ Many things we die but this love I have for you will not. ❞

❝ I could never love another as I do you, even if I wanted to. ❞

❝ This heart break will be the death of me. ❞

❝ I still fight and I don’t know why. ❞

❝ If our love is tragedy then are you my remedy? ❞

❝ When you’re ready, come find me, my heart is open. ❞

❝ Love is both, the strongest and the weakest thing you can have in life. ❞

❝ Black misery painted on a blood red heart. ❞

❝ You make me feel like a firefly. Trapped in a belljar; starved for love. ❞

❝ Sometimes your eyes are not the only place the tears fall from. ❞

❝ My heart does not beat, it aches, for you. ❞

❝ Do you even know how you make me weak? ❞

❝ If you lose your one and only, there’s always room here for the lonely. ❞

❝ Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable. ❞

❝ Sometimes it feels like love and sometimes it feels like the death. ❞

❝ I don’t know where your heart is but mine is bruised. ❞

❝ I tried to wash the scars and marks from under my skin but you’re etched in me like stone.❞

❝ You call it love, but still you hate me? ❞

❝ You’re the pain and the medicine, one taste and I’m numb again. ❞

❝ With you next to me, there’s no darkness I can’t overcome.  ❞

❝ They don’t love you the way I love you. ❞

❝ What a wicked way to treat the one that loves you. ❞

❝ What’s worse, looking jealous or crazy? ❞

❝ There’s a fire starting in my heart, it’s bringing me out the dark. ❞

❝ The scars of your love remind me of us. ❞

❝ Tears of blood fall from my broken heart. ❞  

❝ Never mind, I’ll find someone like you. ❞

❝ When it’s all said and done, I’m still in love with you. ❞

❝ I want you to know that I’m all yours. ❞

❝ You could break my heart in two but when it heals, it beats for you. ❞

❝ The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it…  ❞

❝ Jealousy is just love and hate at the same time. ❞ 

❝ I know you still think about the times we had. ❞

❝ I’ve been so selfish because I love you so much. ❞

❝ You’re just like a pill, instead of making me better, you keep making me ill. ❞

❝ I bet you start loving me as soon as I start loving somebody else. ❞

❝ Do you ever think of me when you lie? ❞

❝ I fell for your lies, you hurt me, all the time. ❞

❝ Despite everything, I still remain loving you. ❞

❝ I’m waiting for the one day to come, when I can look at you and feel nothing. ❞

❝ Love creeps up on you, you never know how hard it’s there until they leave.  ❞

❝ I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to forgive myself for just how badly I broke you.. ❞

❝ What chance did we have against fate? ❞

❝ Be careful when fixing broken people. You may end up cutting yourself. ❞

❝ Every other lover will always be compared to you. ❞

❝ I would recognize your heartbeat from the ends of space. ❞

❝ Even in dreams, ghosts of former happiness haunt me. ❞

❝ You should see me when my heart is broken. I don’t grieve, I shatter. ❞

❝ Love, but don’t fall in love because everything that falls breaks. ❞

❝ If my love was a war, you only fought for the glory of winning. ❞

❝ How many hearts have you collected? How many chests have you left aching and empty? ❞  

❝ I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. ❞

❝ If it’s a question of my heart, you’ve got it. It don’t belong to anyone but you. ❞

[galra-druid]

@goofbcll, [x]

   Hunk held his reservations for now.He had almost screwed his wedding and the alliance over refusing to kiss his new wife. It just felt weird. He was savoring his first kiss on someone special and it wasn’t with Osera or Princess Osera. Now, he tried to run all possibilities on how to get this marriage annulled.

Osera Garret. It had a strange feeling to it. Not what he was expecting. On paper and everything.  He wondered how his mother would feel about that.

He let a small snicker escape his lips. Hunk could imagine his mother barging in this room, giving everyone hell.

The Yellow Paladin snapped back into reality. Without warning, Hunk brushed his hand against Osera’s to show off.

“Ready to dance?” He asked, “Just to show them that we’re getting along?” Hunk whispered softly at the latter.

At the snicker, Osera turned to give her new husband a sharp look. Was he really out for starting an all out massacre tonight? Any insult to either faction was liable to set off those who only came for such chaos. Plenty were working under hair triggers, looking for any excuse to ruin this union and Hunk seemed to be offering it up on a silver platter.

Lip curling, Osera let fingers slip into Hunk’s as she tightened her grip painfully. “Let’s play pretend.” The Druid hissed as she wasted no time in stepping down from the dais. She’d pull Hunk along if she had to.

Instantly, Osera regretted the step as the crowd swarmed about the happy couple to issue congratulations. Certainly some of the well wishes were sincere, but the majority felt like backhanded compliments or snide remarks.

Color crept up Osera’s cheeks as she tried to ignore the marks, smile pained. “Yes, well- Let us get to our first dance now?”

[galra-druid]

“I’m ready to surrender.”

Osera’s head cocked to one side as she took in the form of the Yellow Paladin abasing himself at her feet. What a time to be noticed. The former Druid wanted to groan aloud as many a mask turned towards her. An extra Druid as far as the numbers were concerned, with a cracked mask if anyone cared to take a look. So much for discreetly slinking into the quintessence conversion facility to gather Intel for the Blade. Why was the Yellow Paladin even here?Time to work this to her advantage.Snarling, Osera made to drop a foot onto Hunk’s shoulder to shove him down further. “Shut up! There was no question of that fact!” She boomed, modulator tweaked to make her voice sound far more sinister than it ever had been.“Someone cuff him!” She turned, snapping to the other Druids. Hopefully the edge of authority in her voice would motivate them.

[galra-druid]

@goofbcll, [x]

  Hunk moved his head away from her when she tried to make contact with his lips. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to object to this wedding. All eyes were on him now. The sharp glares he was getting from the Galra made him shrink in size.

His mouth clenched shut, choking down the words he was going to utter out in protest of this wedding. If Hunk didn’t do this, then the war will continue on with casualties from both sides. People were counting on him.

The Paladin brushed his lips against hers without anymore hesitation. Hunk tried to make it seem genuine. As if he had kissed before until this day.

“V-Vrepit-sa.”

Hunk mumbled out; pounding his chest to her to show his respect, “I-I-I am honored to be your husband.”

Rocking back on her heels, Osera could only blink dumbly over at her future husband who had so blatantly refused that ritualistic seal of a kiss. Big mistake, Paladin.

Murmurs were already starting up from the crowd around them, making Osera’s ears flick black with the sudden chatter. Before she could salvage the situation, Osera found lips fumbling against her own as she stared wide-eyed at the Paladin.

Hunk. His name was Hunk and he had no idea how to kiss. 

“Palen-bol,” Osera whispered under her breath. This would certainly be a trial of a new sort of suffering.

Once Hunk spoke the words, the Druid standing before them clapped hands together before gesturing dramatically to the new couple. “You are bound.” It said more to them, voice and mask obscuring what they really were before they stepped back.

Arms were raised as the Druid raised their voice, modulator making the words sound down right sinister. “I present to you Hunk and Osera Garret.”

Quickly pulling her veil back down in place, Osera tried not to make a face as the crowd roared. She turned, facing them as her hand dropped close to Hunk’s own.

[theroleplcysource]

Selena Gomez ~ Revival Lyric starters

“I dive into the future, but I’m blinded by the sun.” “I’m reborn in every moment, so who knows what I’ll become.” “The chains around me are finally breaking.” “I’m becoming my own salvation.” “This is my revival.” “The world can be a nasty place.” “Put down your weapons you fight with.” “Kill ‘em with Kindness.” “We’re running out of time.” “Every day a small piece of you dies.” “Your lies are bullets.” “Can’t keep my hands to myself.” “I want you all to myself.” “So come on give me a taste.” “Take away your things and go.” “I’m so sick of that same old love.” “That shit, it tears me up.” “I’m not spending any time wasting tonight on you.” “We fall for each other at the wrong time.” “Why is it so different when we wake up.” “You know how to make me want you.” “You don’t know how to love me when you’re sober.” “Make you never want to leave.” “Gonna wear that dress you like skin tight.” “Do my hair up real nice.” “Cause I wanna look good for you.” “Who would have thought you’d feel so cold?” “Remember when we talk all night?” “You were mine just yesterday?” “The rhythm takes you over - takes you to a different place.” “The smoke is getting closer.” “Let the chemicals do its stuff.” “You built me from a broken heart,” “You fixed the pain so we could start.” “I still have proven form of scars.” “We are survivors of the wild.” “We catch each other’s shooting stars.” “I’m ready to surrender.” “All I need is your body heat next to me.” “You can stand the madness like a falling piece.” “You can hold onto sadness like a souvenir.” “Just close your eyes and see your life.” “You can tap into the strength you never knew you had.” “You can breathe until your faith no matter where you’re at.” “Just close your eyes and change your life.” “The earth can pull you down with all its gravity.” “I’ve got my chicas by side.” “I know we’re making you thirsty.” “The night is dark, but the moon is bright.” “Nobody’s gonna love me like you.” “My oxygen could barely breathe.” “Kiss me but your kiss don’t taste the same.”

[galra-druid]

@rust-and-revolution, [x]

Her words almost seem to startle him. Razok isn’t used to having other people around and her shrill voice was… unexpected. His head jerks into her direction as he finishes filling his waterskins. There’s a scowl on his features as he sits there, crouched for a moment and finally he decides to speak:

“Unless you want to attract things worse than the beast we nearly encountered, I suggest you shut your mouth.” He hisses, getting back to his feet and turning toward her.

Then he approaches her, his hand going for a knife strapped to his thigh. He flicks it out with skill that comes only from experience and his eyes are sharp. Sharpened only because he’s battled against the odds the whole time out here. He’s learned the forest and nearby area as his new home, as a home that constantly wanted to kill him.

He grabs one of her hands and yanks them up so he can take a look at her bindings. They weren’t simple - nothing was ever simple - and his brows furrow deeply as he takes his knife against them.

It takes a moment, but eventually her hands are freed and he gives her a moment to stretch her arms if need be. He waits, but not silently.

“This place will kill anyone who doesn’t follow its rules.” He grunts, his voice a bit calmer now, quieter. “The deadliest beasts are attracted by any noises that don’t belong. Our voices, the Empire’s men, we’re all fair game out here. So I have no issue with leaving you for dead if you’re going to continue to exasperate. You wouldn’t be worth the trouble.”

His voice ends in a growl as he finally turns away. Why did he even save her in the first place? Some sense of chivalry? Maybe a desire to have someone to speak to. It’s been almost two full years on this planet and even the sound of his own voice was startling sometimes.

After a moment, his eyes soften slightly and his shoulders drop a bit. “Now, with that out of the way, as I said I have a safe place to stay if you so desire it. I won’t stop you if you want to part ways now that you’re free, but I wouldn’t suggest it. Sleeping in the middle of the forest is a guarantee for death, that much I can tell you from experience.”

Shock was all Osera could muster as she stared incredulously at the other Galra. How dare he speak to a Druid of the- She cut herself off, settling on a glower at him instead. Even without her mask on, a glowering Osera was pretty formidable for the power she could pack. Except this stranger didn’t know that and whatever intimidation Osera might have mustered was instantly squashed the moment he grabbed for one hand. She yelped out her surprise, not enjoying being yanked around further today as the cuffs were inspected. Osera pressed lips together while keeping still, shoving down the urge to verbally accost him some more. Such tactics seemed useless to this brute. Once free, Osera is quick to asses how raw they might have rubbed her wrists but tampers down the quintessence flaring up. No use letting this stranger know what she is until absolutely necessary. “Sounds lovely,” Osera says dryly. “I figured this was no place to dally given how quickly those guards were chomped on and what a rush you’re in...” Still, her words were far softer than earlier. She didn’t exactly wish to meet anyone or anything else out here. “I’ll take you up on that offer. At least for a night so I can get my baring. What’s your name anyway?”

[galra-druid]

Do you need a blanket? From sick muse starters (Lieutenant -tyrvne) is the RP Blog

Sniffling loudly, Osera looked up from her coiled up position in an armchair that had seen better days. The Druid didn’t care, as it was plush enough to allow burrowing and a means to coil into herself while still sitting up.It lessened the wheezing of her lungs. “Yes, please.” Osera pulled on a wobbly smile, not caring how weak she might have appeared to the other Galra. She was sick, miserable, and beyond caring about showing strength above everything else.Her lungs crackled, any movement winded her, and everything was so cold even as her skin sweated.

/ @lieutenant-tyrvne

[rust-and-revolution]

Razok + Osera's child?

Name: Ginadari (Gin)

Gender: Female

General Appearance: She stands about as tall as her mother with long lavender-white hair that’s normally tied into a bun. Her eyes resemble her father’s in that she has pupils and they glow slightly in the dark. She inherits his main fur color as well as his broader shoulders, but her markings are a lighter pink/purple. She also has the marks on her cheeks from her mother’s Altean heritage. 

Personality: Sassy. She does what she wants, when she wants to do it regardless of who is telling her no. She doesn’t like crowded spaces or being around a lot of people (considering she was likely born and raised in the wilds since I’m going off of my Survivor!AU) She isn’t accustomed to city life and harbors a distaste for the Empire for what they put her parents through.

Special Talents: Growing up in the wilds means she’s a very talented and skilled hunter, and she can travel through trees with ease. put her in a city and she’ll definitely find somewhere high up to be, as that’s where she feels the most at home.

Who they like better: Osera

Who they take after more: Razok

Personal Head canon: She has a very great fascination with insects and insect-like beings. 

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