#starra

[princess-keeta]

hogly fuck @fauwa is stealingk?? my mufifns?

[sonic3noname]

Happy Valentines Day!! 

[ijustwannamakeemojis]

[ID: Six pixel hearts of various flags in order being Moon Objectum, Sun Objectum, Starra, Starix, Starsic, and Starum. End ID]

@flaggingtophat Sun & Moon

@0bseumcoining Star-

[mystical-sephira]

First art of my two lovers together ❤️

(Art by Plushi)

[noughticalcrossings]

Lady Ermine

She was all in white, luminous as the moon with a flash of red at her chin and waist that had drawn his eye.

“Lady Starra,” Rikshah whispered from the corner of his mouth. “One of the council and someone I was hoping to meet.”

Ulrick looked back to find she had moved closer, drawing up to them in a strange siding motion and pausing in front of Rikshah to exchange quiet greetings with him.

The red colour was actually a tattoo, lines and dots running down from her lower lip to the point of her chin. She had wide eyes of a fine, pale blue like a desert sky and hair as white as sunlight, held away from her face in thick, looped braids but loose at the back. Her breeches were white, wrapped up to the calf with birch bark, her tunic was white, her cloak and the fur that trimmed it. The inside of her cloak was stitched with dark red like a a hundred staring eyes, and she carried a quiver of arrows at her back and a short bow at her hip.

[atlasscrumpit]

Starra part 1

It’s hard to know where to start, if I’m being completely honest I don’t even know where I started, or where my beginning is.

One minute I didn’t exist, and the next I did.

I don’t even have a name for what I truly am, but I suppose labels are a very human concept. If someone were to ask what I was I would just say I am a being that has a purpose and a mission.

But you see that’s where things would become quite confusing, because people would ask me what my purpose or mission is and I’m not quite sure I can answer it.

I’ve only recently began to recover my memories of who I truly am and more importantly why I’m here.

So I apologise if I don’t even make sense myself. I’m still discovering so much about myself and the many universes around me.

Alright, back to who I am and how I ended up here on this earth.

I think this will be rather messy and confusing because I myself don’t even have most of the details.

But I can tell you what I do know for now.

I was created with the purpose of carrying out missions across the multiverse. I do not know the endgame of these missions, the only thing I know is that I need to complete them.

A high percentage of universes I go to a very similar to earth, in the sense that the creatures that inhabit these planets are mostly humanoid beings.

Being in all different universes for each mission means a few things, but the two I will discuss now are that time can never be tracked because it moves differently and is tracked differently in every universe.

The second thing is that when I arrive in these new universes my mission does not begin the second I arrive.

I inhabit a body about five years before my mission starts and when I do inhabit these bodies I lose my memory of anything before it.

The only memories I have are scattered puzzle pieces from the bodies mind.

The reason I enter each universe without my memory and years before my mission starts is to ensure I can learn how to coexist with the inhabitants of the planet and learn how this specific universe works.

As my new life continues I completely lose myself into the bodies life and how they act, I become a whole new person. Sometimes memories of old life sneak their way through, making it that extra hard to know who I truly am.

But inevitably my mission must begin and when the time comes I begin to recover my true memories and the reason I am here in the first place.

Now that can sometimes be a shock to the body I’m inhabiting, my soul is used to this by now but the body is not. An overwhelming amount of information can make a human body quite exhausted, which is why they’ve always made sure to give me all of the necessary information a few weeks before my mission is needed to begin.

In the rare event that I make in known to someone who I truly am the main question they have is what happens to the soul of the body I take over.

If I’m being completely honest I don’t know what happens to them, but I do know they are safe.

All of the bodies I have inhabited all have one similarity, they were all destined to die young and their minds were already broken.

Perhaps it makes it easier for me to incorporate myself into the new body, or perhaps the ones that decide which body I go into felt pity for the original owner and wanted them to have a second chance. I suppose I’ll never truly know.

The thing I find fascinating is how many lives I have lived and how different I have been in all of them.

I could go from being a ruthless drinking killer to a quiet live in maid that likes to craft poetry.

Much like an actor I truly become the role I am meant to play.

[pinkuraraka]

Hi✨ :) i really like you're icons they're so cute~ may can i use one?

yes of course!! all my icons are free to use unless stated otherwise in the description :D

[sims2packrat]

On Garden of shadows [Christmas in July 2014 Gifts]. Would you ever so happen to have the file of [from starra to to hayley]?

I actually do have it! -> download

Here’s the images from it too so people know what they’re downloading: