I want to write some stuff... But my head is empty. Send some requests for Ketbine, Ursalrich, Katansa, or Triszra... Just in that kinda mood today. ☺
(Nothing NSFW, please.)
seen from Germany
seen from France

seen from Portugal
seen from Ukraine
seen from Germany
seen from Colombia

seen from Romania
seen from United States
seen from Brazil

seen from United States

seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from Argentina

seen from Brazil

seen from Netherlands

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Netherlands
seen from Netherlands
seen from Netherlands
I want to write some stuff... But my head is empty. Send some requests for Ketbine, Ursalrich, Katansa, or Triszra... Just in that kinda mood today. ☺
(Nothing NSFW, please.)
Mother of Blood, Mother of Womb
Credit as always goes to @eyeloch and @amaximinalist for the concepts and ideas. Pandora Saxon is an oc I'm creating. As always I'm experimenting.
“You want me to be what?” “Be my child’s Mother of womb.” Bo-Katan was surprised by the request. “If you don't mind me asking why?” The scarred woman sighed.
“The House and Clan elders of Vizsla are pressuring us already for blood heirs due to the recent civil war and reformations of Mandalore. It is impossible for me to carry due me being without a womb.” Pandora’s face fell over the unfortunate truth.
“I’m not a member of your clan or house why not go to any of them? Why not Ursa or Sasha you know they would do it for your?” Bo-Katan replies in confusion. “Tensions between Clan Saxon and Wren are still high sense Isolde’s death.”
“And Clan Vizsla and Clan Kryze doesn't.” The red head snarked.
“Think of it as a form of alliance plus you know Ursa will dote on you the entire time.” She smirked at Bo-Katan’s blush that rivaled her hair in color. “Really?” “It was her idea and I trust no one else.” Bo-Katan cleared her throat.
“Right, what does Pre think of this?” “He’s all for it, if it gets the elders off our backs for a short while.” “Ok, just let me know when were doing this so, I can get some thins handle for this.” Pandora lunges forward to her sister in arms and hugs her tightly. “Thank you for everything! You don't know how much this mean to us!”