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Could you draw Morando petting Luug please?

yeah 💙

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excerpts from a really stupid vexando drabble i have absolutely no memory of writing

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Do you have any drawings of Morando while he was a kid?

i had a couple of doodles of kid morando that i did way back when while i was doing a lot of concepting around dyinents, but i drew a more cohesive ref(?) of what he looked like as a 3rd oclaric (approximately the equivalent of a 12 year old) for you LL

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DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT WHAT CHANGE BRINGS

cause you can't stop it

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zadra edits to give her a face i could learn to love

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*Holds a live rat up to you like it's a microphone* The rats would like to hear your controversial opinions on Aja and Krel

Controversial as in like unpopular opinions on interpretations of their personality/motivations/relationships/etc., if that makes sense. If not, consider this instead an opportunity to rant about your OCs

hello rats (and anon,) thanks so much for your ask!! you win the award for best framing device to ever grace my inbox!!

as far as my Controversial Opinions, i honestly don’t know a whole lot about how the fandom sees them since i engage with it very little, especially because no one other than myself and my partner really make content for either of them that are relevant to my evil interests afaik (if you know of any good good fucked up content with them though please let me know! always looking for recs because god damn it i can’t do everything myself.) i do know a lot of how the fandom was when i first got into toa though, so extrapolating from that i’m going to assume that the way i view both of them is probably Not Popular lol.

i interpret both of them as pretty toxic tbh. especially considering the worldbuilding that my partner and i have done and how the royalty system/empire shit works. i think that they both mean well and genuinely are trying in their own ways to connect with folks (especially aja) but the isolation of growing up as royalty in a fucked up civilization makes it kind of super difficult. they also don’t seem to have any connections on a-5 with folks their own age other than each other (which is probably partly because the actual plot and time spent on a-5 is very limited in canon, but it feels Weird that we don’t really see them with any friends or have them mention friends back home AT ALL) which tingles my codependent (and potentially incesty) senses.

much of my interpretation of aja in particular is based around how my partner writes her which is, in essence, aja being a little bastard and a contrarian. aja clearly cares very little about The Rules and her way of responding to that seems to be to just become Mr. Problems. krel is also bastardly, but more on the unfriendly and sometimes mean end of things - which is also is very fun.

i also am very fixated on the “aja being afraid of but fascinated by morando” concept, and it’s a big part of my work about them. also her absolutely HATING him lmao, thank you canon for this beautiful hateship.

i think both aja and krel are extremely sheltered, and thus aren’t really prepared for the world they were born into. fialkov and coranda were ready to really move them into Being Royalty, but i don’t think either aja or krel really have any interest in that and i don’t think they were REALLY prepared by their parents. i’m very into aja in particular being radicalized into being extremely anti-empire and defecting from akiridion completely, which is a big plot point in me and my partner’s “betrayal au” where aja is the one who helps morando with the coup.

that’s what i’ve got for now, but if you have any other specific questions i’m always happy to get them!!

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Here, have a demented little scrap from Warzone that I have no memory of writing.

"And did you treat King Krel with respect?"

This stops Lord Joro in his tracks, his fanged smile faltering as his brow furrows in confusion. "What do you mean?" Morando fixes him with a hard stare, something sinister in his gaze.

"My prince has informed me that you were needlessly cruel to him both in tongue and in hand," Morando says, taking a step down the dais, followed by another. "Is this true?" Lord Joro's smile is truly gone now, melted down into a frown.

"As Emperor Tharyn's personal doctor, I outrank him and how I treat a moonborn prince is not -"

"You will not speak of him in such a manner," he interrupts, slipping his finger into the sleeve of his suit to catch the release of his glove. Krel swears that he sees a faint tremble in the imperial's form. "King Krel is just that - king," he says as he hits the release, the glove sloughing off of his hand before slipping back into his suit. "Though you outrank him on Prime, you are in his domain, and must treat him with respect." Lord Joro shrinks away from the taylon king as he continues his slow approach, working on the release of his other glove.

"Val -"

"You will address me as King Morando," he snaps, his hands bared as the second glove retreats. "And nothing else." There is something dark that pulses in Krel as he watches the impending exchange, sees the danger before him.

"He's a Tarron," Lord Joro objects sharply, taking a step back as Morando's advance continues. "Stop this at once - it isn't funny."

"No," Morando agrees. "It is not." Reaching out suddenly, he grabs a fistful of Lord Joro's glowing white curls and pulls him closer. "He is a Tarron, and he is my Bond."

"Val, please." Before he has a chance to speak another word, Morando grabs him by the shoulder and lifts him, his cane clattering to the ground.

"I told you to call me King."

Grabbing Lord Joro by the arm, he rips his fabrication in twain, scattering energy pins across the throne room floor as they lose purchase in the imperial's flesh. There is a tremendous terror that grips Krel as he hears Lord Joro's animalistic scream, the cry of a dying ibleak made tinny and mechanical. He watches as Morando drops the broken fabrication to the ground, watches as Lord Joro attempts to crawl away from the taylon with the little bit of intact flesh remaining to him as he slowly disintegrates. Bending down, Morando plunges his hand into the fabrication, wrapping his fingers around the imperial's core. With ease he lifts him by the core, forcing Lord Joro to face Krel.

He hates the excitement that hums through his core as he sees the terror in Lord Joro's eyes.

"What is to be done with him, my king?" Morando asks, and Krel feels something flutter in his chest.

"Let him be nothing for a while."