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tyquu · 11 months

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Heyoo! I love ur art! Rook is my fav blorbo, plus his siblings deserve more recognition and love. :)

Eeeee thank you! I had to Google what a blorbo is and now I’ve got a cool new word to confuse my flatmates with.

And you are so right about the Rook sibs deserving more love. I’ve been packing all day but I did manage to get this done during my breaks :D

Big brother Rook and his little sibs 👍

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hanselpayaso · 10 months

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Buenos días , buenas tardes o buenas noches a todo aquel que me lea solo vengo a traer un pequeño grupo de dibujos de prácticas que hice hace unos meses atrás con la familia de rook blonko ojalá les agrade lo que hice

Good morning, good afternoon or good night to everyone who reads me. I just came to bring a small group of practice drawings that I did a few months ago with the family of rook blonko I hope you like what I did

Por cierto este último dibujo son ben y rook pero este ben se volvió chica por culpa de una falla en el omitrix ( fue una cosa que pasó en un juego de rol que hice)

By the way, this last drawing is ben and rook but this ben became a girl because of a failure in the omitrix (it was something that happened in a role-playing game I did)

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kckt88 · 5 months

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The Day Love Returned II

Summary:

The time comes for a mother to reunite with her children.

WHAT IF VAERA DIED INSTEAD OF AEMON?

AU of Dynasty!!

Warning(s): Kissing, Smut, Oral (F) Receiving, P in V, Cock Warming, Lingering Feelings of Sadness/Grief, Mention of Character Deaths.

Word Count: 3700

Author Note: A companion piece to Courtship/Wedding & Consummation/Bath Time/Arrival(s)/Mother & Father/Petitions & Final Tributes/The Hand, The King & The Dragon/Dragonstone/Blood & Cheese/A Time for Grief/ Rooks Rest & the Silver King/The Gullet/Taking of a City/Harrenhal and the Rivers/The Gods Eye/The Fallen Queen/New Beginnings/Ravenous/Don't Leave Me/Another Plane of Existence/Gēlenka Zaldrīzes I/Gēlenka Zaldrīzes II & Gēlenka Zaldrīzes III.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon or Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used.

Comments, likes, and reblogs are very much appreciated.

“Aemond” replied Vaera as she slowly approached her husband.

“Y-You were dead. H-How?” asked Aemond.

“Cannibal took me to Volantis, a Red Priestess there brought us back” replied Vaera.

“Us?” questioned Aemond.

“I was with child when I died and bringing me back, also brought her back” said Vaera as she placed her hands on her round stomach.

Aemond couldn’t breathe, every night he dreamt that his wife would return to him and every morning he would wake, and it would be the same nightmare.

She was dead and he was without his twin flame.

There were some mornings that even for the briefest of seconds it was almost like it didn’t happen, but then he would remember, and it would hurt all over again.

Yet here she was, standing in front of him, heavy with child.

A child he didn’t even know she was carrying before she was killed.

“A-Are you real? Or are you a vision sent to haunt me?”

“I can assure you my love, that I am real” replied Vaera as she reached forward and took hold of Aemond’s hand.

Aemond suddenly reeled back, ripping his hand from Vaera’s grasp.

“It-It’s not possible. This goes against the natural order of things. You died, I held you in my arms as y-you-“ sobbed Aemond as he fell to his knees, reaching forward and clinging to her skirts like a frightened child.

“I know it’s impossible to believe. But please issa gēlenka zaldrīzes. I am here” whispered Vaera (My silver dragon).

Aemond let go of her skirts and gently pressed his hands to her round stomach.

He let out a small sob as he felt the babe move, it shouldn’t be possible. Yet here she was, alive and with child.

“Y-Your really here” whispered Aemond as he pressed his face against her.

“I’m here” replied Vaera as she gently stroked his head.

Aemond pressed a kiss to her stomach and then stood up, he seemed to hesitate for a moment before he wrapped his arms around her and held her as close to him as he could.

“Aemon and Rhaegar. Are they here?” asked Vaera hopefully.

“No, they are safe, they are with Ser Criston” replied Aemond.

“Oh” whispered Vaera sadly.

“N-Never leave me again” urged Aemond.

“I promise” whispered Vaera.

Aemond took her hand and led her into the ruins of Harrenhal, they meandered through a seemingly endless labyrinth of empty corridors before they entered a darkened room.

“I-I spent nights laying in that bed, wishing to hold you were here with me”.

“I’m with you now” replied Vaera.

Aemond smiled slightly as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers.

His heart was pounding in his chest, it had been so long since he’d experienced any form of intimacy and the mere touch of his wife’s lips upon his was enough to reignite that spark in his blood.

He wanted her, in every way possible. He wanted to sink his cock into her and bask in the feeling of her wet heat wrapped around him once again.

Vaera shimmed out of her riding gear and laid on the bed. Her body had of course changed over the months they were apart and Aemond’s eye hungrily devoured the curves and comfortable roundness.

Aemond discarded his clothes double-quick and gently laid down next to her. His mouth claimed hers and his teeth pulled at her plump bottom lip.

Moving his hand down her body, he slid two long fingers into her cunny and speared them in and out of her at a slow gentle pace. His palm bumped against her clit with each movement of his hand.

“Oh, Aemond” moaned Vaera desperately.

Aemond withdrew his hand from her wet centre and manoeuvred himself down the bed, leaving a trail of wet kisses on her skin, as he reached his desired destination he hooked his hands around her thighs, and his mouth descended on her cunny.

Ravenously, he pressed into her core with his tongue. Vaera clutched at his head with one hand, whilst her other hand fisted the sheet.

Aemond withdrew from her soaking wet core and lashed hard at her clitoris with his tongue, pulling on it with his lips. He was hard, fast, and brutal, alternating between her assaulted bundle of nerves and drinking deep from her cunny.

Vaera ground down on Aemond, his tongue speared deeper inside her, as she felt the warm curl of her peak approach.

Yet Aemond withdrew and Vaera whimpered with frustration at the denial of her peak.

“So wet for me” muttered Aemond, his voice husky.

"P-Please Aemond. I-I need you” moaned Vaera.

Aemond smiled as he turned her over to her side and began suckling on her exposed neck.

"I want to feel you come all over my cock" growled Aemond.

Aemond lifted her leg and slowly slid his cock into her cunny.

Vaera grabbed hold of the sheet, and closed her eyes, letting out a gratifying moan.

Reaching back, she entwined her fingers into his long silver hair and whimpered, "More, Give me more".

Once Aemond was fully sheathed, he carefully grasped hold of her waist and started to slowly thrust into her.

"Vaera, my sweet wife. How I’ve missed the feeling of your tight wet cunny squeezing my cock” exclaimed Aemond, his hot breath caressing her neck.

After months without her delectable body to satisfy his ravenous sexual appetite, Aemond felt the need for release quickly spread across his body.

Vaera was so wet that he almost lost his grip and slipped out, but he managed to remain ensconced within her as he continued to thrust into her sweet tight cunt.

The sweat off her back rubbed against his chest and her moans and muffled groans were sweet music to his ears.

Aemond snaked a hand between her legs and rubbed her clit repeatedly until the rise of heat engulfed her and toppled her right off the edge.

"Aemond, don't stop, my love" gasped Vaera, her cunny clenching his cock.

“Fuck, Vaera. Yes, that’s it” moaned Aemond thrusting one final time as he exploded deep inside her, rope after rope of his seed painting her inner walls.

Aemond buried his face in her shorter silver hair and breathed in her familiar scent.

As he went to pull his softened cock from her, Vaera stopped him.

“Let’s just stay like this a little longer. Please”

Aemond nodded and pressed closer to his wife’s warm body.

A feeling of pure love shot through him, as he nuzzled the back of her neck with his nose.

“You have no idea how many nights I dreamt of you, wishing that you were in my arms again” whispered Aemond.

“I had those same dreams my love” replied Vaera, sighing with contentment.

She was back in her husband’s arms, and she never wanted to leave.

Eventually Aemond pulled his softened cock from his wife and pressed a kiss to her shoulder.

Vaera cupped her round stomach and slowly rolled onto her back.

“Is that-” trailed off Aemond as he reached forward and gently traced the purple scar that now graced Vaera’s chest.

“Yes” said Vaera quietly.

“Does it hurt?” asked Aemond.

“No. Not anymore” replied Vaera as she slowly sat up.

“What are those from?” asked Aemond as he noticed two huge scars that now marred Vaera’s lower back and side.

“Cannibal. When he carried my body to Volantis” replied Vaera.

“I never thought I’d see you again” said Aemond, his eye filling with tears.

“I’m here now. That’s all that matters.” said Vaera as she wrapped her arms around her husband.

That night they spent hours making up for lost time, bringing each other pleasure over and over again, until they were finally satisfied.

As they lay entwined on the bed, Vaera told Aemond everything that happened during her time in Volantis.

As expected, her husband was thoroughly intrigued by the process of her resurrection and expressed a desire to travel to Volantis one day, if only to thank Kinvara for what she’d done.

Inevitably the conversation shifted to the war and Vaera sat in horrified silence as Aemond told her of the losses.

After her death, Aemond had lost himself to grief and those encountered suffered the full force of his wrath.

Her grandmother Rhaenys and her dragon Meleys had perished in a battle above Rooks Rest, and Aegon had been injured so terribly that he could no longer serve the realm as it’s King, so Aemond had been crowned Prince Regent in his stead.

His first act as Regent was to take Vhagar and destroy the blockade in the Gullet so that sea born trade could resume. Echoing her rider's anger, Vhagar had reduced the Velaryon fleet to nothing but charred wreckage.

Her brother Jacaerys had of course tried to defend the fleet, but his dragon Vermax was no match for Vhagar. In the battle Jacaerys had fallen from Vermax but survived, he was now recuperating from his injuries on Driftmark with Baela and Rhaena.

Aemond told her of Kings Landing’s fall and the death of his grandsire, that of course Vaera did know, but she figured it was for the best that she kept quiet. However, she was completely unprepared for the news that Helaena, Jaehaerys and Maelor were dead. During the fall of Kings Landing, both of the boys had been smuggled out of the Red Keep, but enroute to Old Town, they had been attacked by a group of peasants and killed and upon hearing the news that both of her sons were dead, Helaena had thrown herself from one of the windows in Maegor’s holdfast. Only sweet little Jaehaera remained alive, imprisoned inside the Red Keep alongside Alicent.

When Kings Landing had fallen, Aegon had fled the city with his dragon Sunfyre and a small garrison of soldiers. His where abouts were currently unknown.

As for Aemon and Rhaegar, upon his decision to retake Harrenhal from Daemon, Aemond had refused to leave his sons behind, so it was decided that Ser Criston would take both boys to a safe location not to far away from Harrenhal and wait for Aemond’s return.

Hearing of her sweet boys grief, broke Vaeras heart and she only hoped they would be ok now that she had returned, they were still so young, and she didn’t know if they would even understand. But she had to try. Every day she was in Volantis she thought of nothing but her sons and Aemond. Now she was back, she never wanted to leave them ever again.

As dawn broke, a raven arrived from Dragonstone.

In the wake of Helaena’s death and Daemon’s absence, riots had broken out throughout the city, the dragon pit had been stormed and the hatchling Shrykos had been killed, Dreamfyre and Morghul had sustained some injuries, but they had managed to escape as did the hatchlings Brightfyre and Valaerys, and Rhaenyra had been driven out of the Red Keep. She had fled back to Dragonstone with her sons Aegon the younger and Viserys, where she was immediately captured and killed by her half brother Aegon who had been living on Dragonstone in secret, since he fled the capitol.

With Rhaenyra now dead, Aegon had summoned his brother back to Kings Landing. If he was to reclaim the Iron Throne, he wanted his brother by his side.

But first they needed to collect Aemon and Rhaegar from Ser Criston.

Aemond as proficient as ever, was ready and dressed in his riding leathers before Vaera had pulled on her shift.

As she pulled on her riding gear, Vaera couldn’t help but blush under the lingering gaze of her husband who was staring at her almost as if she was a delicious snack that needed to be devoured immediately.

“You look sensational” exclaimed Aemond.

“You’ve seen me in riding gear plenty of times” replied Vaera as she pulled on her gloves.

“Not like this though, where did you get them from?” asked Aemond as he ran his hand over the intricate flame pattens on her left sleeve.

“When I arrived in Volantis, I had no clothes, so Kinvara had some made for me”.

“Whoever made these is incredibly talented” muttered Aemond, his eye now drawn the dragon-esque scales on her shoulders.

“I couldn’t agree more” said Vaera.

“Right, lets go get our boys” exclaimed Aemond.

As Vhagar was still injured from her fight with Caraxes, Aemond decided it was better for her to rest at Harrenhal for a while longer and return to Kings Landing when she was ready.

A requested that a garrison of soldiers remain behind to keep an eye on Vhagar and maintain residency at Harrenhal lest a wayward supporter of Rhaenyra get ideas of grandeur.

So, with a heavy heart, Aemond climbed onto the back of Cannibal and clung to Vaera for dear life as her dragon launched into the sky.

It had always amazed Aemond how is wife could mount Cannibal without a saddle, he snickered to himself as he remembered a moment just before they got married, when one of the Dragon Keepers suggested that she should saddle Cannibal, Vaera did not take to kindly to that advice and neither did the Cannibal as it turned out not to long after said incident, that particular Dragon Keeper mysteriously disappeared and Vaera vehemently denied that her ferocious boy had anything to do with it.

Not long after leaving Harrenhal, Aemond told Vaera to head northeast towards Maidenpool.

The flight didn’t take long and soon Cannibal was landing next to a small house just outside of town.

“Are you ready?” asked Aemond as he descended down Cannibals wing.

Vaera nodded wordlessly and took her husbands hand. She didn’t know why she was so nervous.

Just as Aemond opened the gate, the door to the house opened and Rhaegar came running out as fast as his little legs could carry him.

“Daddy” shrieked Rhaegar.

“My little dragon” replied Aemond smiling as he lifted his son into his arms.

“Is it true daddy?”

“Is what true sweet boy?” asked Aemond curiously.

“MAMA” shouted Aemon as he barrelled past Aemond and launched himself into his mother’s open arms.

“H-How did you know?” asked Aemond astonished as Rhaegar wiggled free from his grasp and ran towards his mother.

“Aemon dreamt it. He said he saw mama flying on Cannibal” replied Rhaegar.

“I love you mama” said Aemon as he buried his head in her shoulder.

“I love you too” exclaimed Vaera, the tears running down her cheeks as she held both of her precious boys as close as she could.

“I’m guessing that you have some questions about mama being alive and-“

“-The red lady” said Aemon brightly.

“What?” gasped Aemond.

“She brought mama back” replied Aemon sweetly.

“Like magic?” asked Rhaegar curiously.

“Yes, and mama has a babe in her tummy” said Aemon firmly.

Vaera stared at Aemon for moment, not quite sure what to say but then she remembered Kinvara and the words she spoke. From her blood came the Princess who was promised, it wasn’t just her daughter, it was also Aemon, he also had a part to play and with everything that had happened was it also possible that her sweet son was a type of dreamer just like Daenys Targaryen?

Vaera looked up and saw Aemond talking to a shocked Ser Criston, who couldn’t stop staring at her.

Guess that was something she’d have to get used too, after all it wasn’t everyday that someone came back from the dead.

Vaera spent the next few hours gazing at her sons and soaking up every ounce of love she could.

The sound of their giggles as she continuously peppered kisses on their faces was a soothing balm for her soul.

“A-Are you going to leave us again?” asked Rhaegar.

“No, sweet boy I will never leave you, Aemon or daddy again” replied Vaera.

“I didn’t like listening to daddy cry” whispered Rhaegar.

“He was very sad mama” said Aemon softly.

“We all were” said Rhaegar gently.

“I know my sweet, but I’m here now and I’m not going anywhere” replied Vaera.

Aemond and Rhaegar smiled widely and snuggled against her, suddenly Rhaegar reeled backwards with a look of surprise on his face.

“I think the babe wants to say hello” said Vaera smiling.

“She’s moving” whispered Aemon in awe as he placed his tiny hand on his mother’s round stomach.

“It feels funny” giggled Rhaegar as he gently placed his hand beside Aemon’s.

“A pretty girl with silver curls” muttered Aemon.

Vaera looked over at Aemond who was hovering by the door, her husband had remained silent during her exchange with their sons, and she couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking.

“We should head back to Kings Landing” said Aemond firmly.

“I-Is everything ok?” asked Vaera.

“Just seeing you with the boys, it’s almost like I’m dreaming, I keep expecting to wake up at any moment and live that nightmare of not having you here” muttered Aemond.

Vaera detangled herself from her sons and walked over to Aemond, not even blinking as she threw her arms around his neck and pulled him close.

“I’m here issa gēlenka zaldrīzes” said Vaera (Silver dragon).

“I-I know it’s just that I prayed to the seven every night for months, but it was the Lord of Light that answered my prayers and returned you to my arms” replied Aemond.

“Sometimes things work out in the most unexpected of ways. All that matter’s is that we are together again” whispered Vaera as she pressed a kiss to the corner of Aemond’s mouth.

“Once you’ve delivered our babe and healed, I will ensure that your cunny is constantly stuffed with my cock” whispered Aemond.

Vaera shuddered as her husband’s hot breath tickled her ear.

“I shall see you keep your vow” said Vaera smirking.

“Oh, I intend to Princess” replied Aemond sweetly.

The flight back to Kings Landing took some time as Vaera insisted that Cannibal take rest breaks along the way.

Aemon and Rhaegar were chittering excitedly at the prospect of going home and reuniting with their own dragons as they were sandwiched between their parents on the back of Cannibal.

As the Red Keep came into view, Vaera couldn’t help but feel apprehensive, she wondered how the people of Kings Landing would receive them. Would they rejoice at their return, or would they boo and hiss? Her mother had been driven out of the Red Keep by rioters, what if the dragons were no longer welcome.

As her dragon began his descent towards Kings Landing, the sounds of cheering could be heard.

The cheers got louder and louder as Cannibal roared triumphantly. The people of Kings Landing stretching their hands towards the sky waving and clapping.

Cannibal landed just outside the walls of the Red Keep at his usual resting spot, and Vaera breathed a sigh of relief. They were home, at last.

The sound of chirping could be heard from one of the caves, and suddenly Brightfyre and Valaerys burst forth and greeted their riders with such enthusiasm that both Aemon and Rhaegar were knocked to the ground.

Aemond and Vaera laughed as they watched their sons reunite with their dragons, even Cannibal seemed happy to be reunited with his hatchlings.

After bidding farewell to the dragons, Aemond and Vaera made their way back to the Red Keep with Aemon and Rhaegar.

The cheers and applause could still be heard echoing over the stone walls of the Red Keep, which in all honesty had seen better days.

The place was a mess. Rubble, wood, and glass was splayed across the floor.

“Be careful” urged Aemond as he lifted Aemon and Rhaegar over the broken glass.

“Aemond. Wait” said Vaera.

“What is it my love?”.

“One last time” said Vaera as she took the conquerors crown from her satchel and placed in on Aemonds head.

“One last time” repeated Aemond.

“Your Grace” said Vaera bowing respectfully.

“I shall see you properly bend the knee later” whispered Aemond.

“I look forward to it Your Grace” replied Vaera smiling.

“Ready?” asked Aemond as he grasped Rhaegar’s hand tightly.

“As I’ll ever be” said Vaera holding onto Aemon.

“Aemond of House Targaryen the first of his name, Prince regent of the seven Kingdoms and his sons Prince Aemon and Prince Rhaegar”

The few lords and ladies that were present in the throne room erupted into applause.

“AEMOND” shouted Alicent, dignity all forgotten as she ran towards her second son.

“Mother” said Aemond as he released Rhaegar’s hand and allowed his mother to embrace him.

“Oh, my son. Your, ok?” asked Alicent, her head tucked under Aemond’s chin.

“I am well mother” replied Aemond smiling.

“Grandma” breathed Aemon and Rhaegar in unison.

“My grandsons, my precious boys” sobbed Alicent as she hugged each of the smalls boys in turn.

“Good mother” said Vaera smiling.

Alicent smiled politely as she looked at Vaera, and then let out a scream.

“VAERA”

“Mother, it’s ok” urged Aemond grimacing slightly.

“Y-Your alive” exclaimed Alicent, her hands clasped to her chest.

“It’s a lot to take in, but I will explain everything later” said Vaera as she took Alicent’s hand in her own and squeezed it gently.

Alicent stared at their joined hands for a moment, and then at Vaera’s swollen stomach.

“Your with child?”

“I promise I’ll explain everything later, it’s a rather long story you see” said Vaera softly.

Alicent exchanged a look with Aemond who shook his head and then her good mother was hugging her tightly.

“What ever it is, I’m just glad your back” muttered Alicent.

“Your Grace” said Aemond as he approached the Iron Throne and went down on one knee.

“Brother” replied Aegon eyeing Vaera curiously.

“Long story” exclaimed Aemond.

“One I hope you’ll both share” said Aegon, his eyebrows raised.

Aemond nodded sharply as he lifted the conquerors crown from his head and held it towards Aegon.

“It’s time it was returned to you my King” said Aemond.

“You have served the seven kingdoms well brother” replied Aegon as Ser Arryk took the crown and placed it on Aegon’s silver head.

“All hail his grace. Aegon of House Targaryen second of his name. King of the Andals, Rhoynar and the First Men. Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm.

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crystal-moon-101 · 9 months

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Name: Rook Rilla Nickname: Rill, Rilly, Medic!, Rook Age: 17 Gender: Female Birthday: October 3rd Sexual Orientation: Homosexual Ethnicity/Species: Revonnahgander Personality: Stern, Blunt, Tired, Alert, Stubborn, Pessimistic, Harsh, Patient, Wise, Hard Working, Independent, Logical. Hobbies: Harvesting/Farm Work, Has a lottttt of house plants, She quite enjoys going to the spa and does a lot of yoga, Knows how to play a Revonnahgander string based instrument, Like to take solely long hikes.

Family:

Rook Blonko - (Father/She was inspired by her father to become a Plumber, even if not to be a soldier or front line fighter. Rook takes a lot of time to make sure his daughter can take care of herself, and often respects her judgement. Though admittedly, him and Rayona can be a bit coddling, and Rilla has always been an independent person since a young age. But they’re a healthy family that know how to communicate, so it’s often just minor bumps that they quickly deal with.)

Rayona - (Mother/Similar to Rook, she was inspired by her mother, who is a nurse at a Plumber’s hospital. In a way she combined her parents two jobs to learn how to be a field medic. She’s one of the few who enjoys her mum’s strange sense of humor. )

Young One & Little One - (Younger Twin Brothers/She often calls them little rats, as the twins are loud and rambunctious, often getting on her nerves on purpose. But she does love them, and often teaches them valuable lessons, being there for them when they don’t go to their parents. If only they understood the concept of space.)

Rook Da - (Grandfather/The two have a fairly complicated relationship, mostly because Rilla caught on at a young age that while her grandpa meant well, he had a habit of speaking his opinion on things that don’t concern him, mostly targeted towards Rook, even if they’ve sorted out most problems by now. And since Rilla is one to speak her mind, she’s not above telling her own grandpa to zip it and leave her or her family alone. But she has learnt a lot from him, and knows he is family, taking the good advice from him to heart.)

Rook Bralla - (Grandmother/Funnily enough she respects her grandma more than her grandpa, probably because she was just happy to finally have grandkids and just wanted to be a happy family. While she does say Rilla should understand that her grandfather came from a different time, she is amused at how out there Rilla is with her thoughts, and has many funny stories of when Rilla was younger and being babysat by her.)

Rook Shar - (Aunt/Shar is very much considered the cool aunt in the family’s eyes, having never settled down and sticks to her Plumber work. She often pops by during Rilla’s trainer to give some tips or watch her growth, cheering her on from the side. While it can be embarrassing, she is someone that Rilla feels comfortable to be around, perhaps something that can relate to her.)

Rook Shim - (Aunt/Since her Aunt Shim has been recently starting her own family, Rilla tends to come around to help her with the new kids, as despite how she comes across, Rilla is actually pretty good with kids. Though this does mean that her Aunt does have a habit of calling her up for free babysitting at the most random of times.)

Rook Shi - (Aunt/Her other Aunt mostly has been focusing on the family farm for the time being, so Rilla, when visiting, has spent long days out in the field with her, learning some framing tricks from her auntie.)

Rook Ben - (Uncle/She does find her uncle to be quite similar to her brothers, a little too loud for her tastes. But he helps remind her to lighten up a bit, and gets her to actually experience the festivals and celebrations they have back home, since when she was little she use to not wanna go.)

Friends:

Jay Tennyson - (Friend/Teammate/She grew up a lot around Jay due to their fathers having a close friendship, so she can be sisterly towards the young boy. She does nudge him around, telling him to toughen up a bit, but more so to prepare him for some of the things they might face in the future. He’s one of the few people she can trust a secret with, and the two enjoy quiet times together.)

Thea Levin - (Friend/Teammate/The two that admittedly but the most heads in the team, often because their personalities clash. It’s hardly out right yelling, just blunt comments here and there. But they do get along, even if Thea likes to tease her alongside Malax.)

Malax Shard - (Friend/Teammate/Similar to Thea, Malax loves to tease her, knowing it can rile her up. But there’s a respect between the two, trusting each other’s judgement when things get dangerous. Frankly they’re the most mature members of the team, even if they have their moments.)

Becky Armstrong - (Friend/Love Interest/Neither of them are really sure when they started catching feelings, since they have been aware of each other for a few years, but given Rilla often helps with Becky’s injuries after training, it’s safe to say that the two obviously like each other. If it weren’t for being caught up in the current business with Eldrigma, then they would be dating by now. But as it is, they’re patient with each other, and come to vent to each other about their teams when things aren’t going well.)

Aurora Mann - (Friend/Given her bubbly nature, Aurora can come across as a bit much for her, often thinking Aurora lacks in the wisdom department in regards to jumping into things she shouldn’t, including the romance section of her life. But she can see that the energy she brings to the team is needed, and is impressed by her hybrid skillset.)

Cyra Albright - (Friend/Like Jay, she keeps an eye out for Cyra, wanting to make sure the young member of the Nova Squad is being looked after. She knows how over stimulating things can be for kids training under the Plumbers. Plus, they both come from farming families, so they enjoy talking about relatable things only they would understand.)

Channer Daniels - (Friend/She tries not to let Channer out of her sight, never trusting them as she knows the kind of chaos they bring. When the two groups are working together, she’s often the one that’ll notice when things go too quiet, and looks to find Channer in the middle of doing something. But when it comes down to it, she can trust Channer to do the right thing.)

Enemies:

Eldrigma - (Enemies/She has been unsettled by Eldrigma since day one, as even someone like her is able to sense the raw power that comes from him, along with seeing the unsteady emotions behind his hardened expression. She’s aware there’s more to his story, but frankly doesn’t care given all he has done to them, knowing there is no justification.)

Vesper - (Enemies/Given Vesper’s condition, Rilla has a lot of deep feelings regarding the broken anodites. As a medic, it’s never pleasant to come across people suffering from physical problems she can’t help with, and it angers her that Vesper’s out family and people would just dump her, even if she can understand the fear behind what inflicts the woman. It never sits right with her, and while she keeps herself firm in the position that Vesper also needs to be stopped, it does hurt that she can’t help.)

Alate - (Enemies/Frankly, she would rather jump into the sun than stand around this freak. Given her medical knowledge, the things he does to people often hits her in a different way to the others, piecing together the kind of pain and suffering he’s brought, knowledge she doesn’t like to share with the others. The of the many reasons why she want’s Jay nowhere near him, given Alate’s obsessions.)

Sciros - (Enemies/She thinks he’s a pathetic man, given he uses kids to do dirty work for him. But she also knows he is smart, and knows how to play many games with people. He’s a petty crook, willing to give away anything to win, something that doesn’t please her.)

Representing Song: There Beneath - The Oh Hellos

Skills: First-Aid Training/Medical Knowledge. Extreme Leap/Ability. Hand-To-Hand Combat Training. Marksmanship Training. Multilingualism. Weakness/Flaws/Fears: Like many of her kind, the heat can bother her quite a bit due to her having fur. Compared to the rest of the team, she is the easiest to deal with in combat on her own, given she is the team’s field medic (one of the many reasons she carries a gun). Her stubborn and blunt personality can often make bad first impressions on people.

#ben 10 #b10 #ben 10 omniverse #ben 10 alien force #ben 10 ultimate alien #ben 10 original series #oc #character design #Ben 10 Next Gen #Generation 10 #Gen 10 #Ben 10 OC #Ben 10 Rook Blonko #Ben 10 Rayona #Rook X Rayona #My Art

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hapalopus · 5 months

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hey check out how many b10 characters i can name off the top of my head

Ben Prime, Ben 23, Albedo, Gwen, Gwen 10k, Ben 10k, Ultimate Ben, Max, Kevin, Mad Ben, Mad Rook, No Watch Ben, Bad Ben, Benzarro, Aggregor, Addwaitya, Zombozo, Sandra, Carl, Natalie, Julie, Kai, Argit, Esther, Blonko, Shi, Shim, Young One, Da, Bralla, Phil, Vilgax, Animo, Tetrax, Myaxx, Kra'ab, Six Six, Seven Seven, Eight Eight, Khyber, Zed, Blukic, Driba, Paradox, Eon, Charmcaster, Hex, Jerry from inhuman resources, Tiffin, Vulkanos, Zs'Skayr, Cooper, Lucy, Ken, Kenny, Devlin, Devin, Helen, Manny, Pierce, Alan, Reiny, Albedo, Zenith, Gatorboy, Moldywarp, Pakmar, Milleous, Attea, Looma, Herve, Clyde, Vera, Rhomboid, Octagon, Ma, Pa, Pretty Boy, Michael, Bezel, Sir George, Dagon, Billy, Nesmith, Jennifer, Elena, Scout, Vexx,

I could go on but I'm gonna go to bed now

Tremble before my might!!

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kariachi · 4 months

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Some fic. Ben, Rook, shopping for a Kevin.

“You know, I’m kind of glad Kevin doesn’t celebrate the holiday,” Ben said as he dragged Rook through the third store of the day. “It’s bad enough trying to find him a birthday present, think I’d snap if I had to get a Christmas one of top of it.” Trailing just behind, Rook nodded slowly.

“I am sure,” he said with a complete lack of certainty. It was his first winter on the planet and while he would have been taking an interest in all the celebrations going on anyway, his partner being a local had made it all the more imperative to throw his all into understanding the season. He didn’t see how it all added up, but he was trying.

Ben had already sworn up and down that he had found the perfect present for him, though as far as Rook was concerned that had been when Argit left town for a week to participate in Kevin’s preferred seasonal celebration.

“Could you not just get him something for his car,” he asked, trawling his mind for what he knew of the man from their yet brief friendship. Ben scoffed.

“You would think that, but no.” He huffed, continuing to go through a rack full of sweaters. “He’s so fucking picky about what goes with his car.”

“A book then, maybe,” Rook offered with a hum, only to get another huff in return.

“Every time I find a book I think he’d like, I find out later he already had it. That’s the problem with him-” Ben turned around, shaking a finger. “-if there’s something he wants, he gets it himself. If he doesn’t, Argit gets it for him. If there’s something he wants that doesn’t fall into either of those categories? Nobody knows what it is, because he doesn’t bother to say anything!” Groaning, he turned back to the sweaters.

Rook was fiercely reminded of the struggle of finding gifts for Shim, who never seemed to want anything specific.

“No wonder you are focusing on clothes.” He’d done that three years in a row, until his father had pulled him aside and told him she would probably appreciate her new clothes at the turn of the year more if she weren’t getting them for everything else as well. Then he’d been right back to the struggle. Luckily now he would be able to send exotic Earth fare to them all. Certainly, she’d enjoy that.

“Did you know, he didn’t even bother to tell us his birthday was coming up when we first started hanging out? We learned a week beforehand, by pure chance! He was going to just let it pass by!” Reaching out to pat Ben’s shoulder, Rook continued turning the options in his mind.

“What is Gwendolyn getting him,” he settled on, “maybe you could coordinate?” Silently Ben stepped away from the sweaters, turning Rook’s way with his mouth set in a line. He pulled his phone from his pocket, fiddled with it a heartbeat, then held it up. The screen showed the continuous texts between himself and his cousin. The latest was highlighted.

This man is impossible

“Ah.” Yeeep, as bad as his sister. As he considered whether or not he should also join in on this tradition or at least save himself the struggle for this year- they hardly knew each other, it might be fine, right?- Ben stuffed his phone away and returned to his search.

“I’d put fifty on her just taking him out to dinner again if I didn’t need it to get him any-fucking-thing…”

#fanfic #ben 10 #fuck it tagging #hopefully i can get a proper 'kevin birthday'-themed fic out today but if not #at least you get this

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444names · 2 years

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(excluding "e") chinese cities and names + minerals

Achally Achyu Acquan Adardan Admitan Admontic Adular Agan Aganhot Agrao Ahon Akat Aksai Aksitou Ala Alai Alaizhou Alamoa Ali Allas Allast Alman Almarit Alth Alushan Andony Anhot Anou Anshim Antumxuk Apat Apathan Ardyst Art Arting Ashih Athang Athy Auyou Avilian Avor Awai Baichan Banan Baoyang Baum Biang Billim Bins Biopago Bismium Boltwoon Bradong Briang Brigh Brong Broo Buddica Budding Buir Bukou Calianya Carnon Carpan Carry Cary Catly Chally Chanda Charm Chhia Chhu Chihual Chim Chio Chious Chunmin Chuzhi Cinnan Cixin Clar Clin Clindiun Cling Clinou Clinship Cloidium Combity Con Coning Cound Coung Coyoung Cuming Cury Custann Custong Cyang Danits Danths Diniusio Dium Dmium Doloo Domanium Dongkou Dongli Dongzuo Duang Dujian Dujing Dund Dunda Duyuan Dzhao Fars Fiching Fining Flow Fluo Fluoc Fluodiu Fluoh Foongyi Fosha Fough Fran Frang Franing Fromium Fuqiao Gaizhong Gala Gangang Gaomila Gaopin Ghong Goong Grachiow Graits Granquil Guaiving Guaiyang Guyu Gwihai Gyuang Haidalum Haili Haiyin Hamdo Hhia Hhiu Hhua Hhung Himi Hoa Holicy Hongxi Hongyang Huai Huain Hual Huixiang Huixing Hun Hunming Huok Hya Hyal Imao Immin Imon Iolors Jhongxi Jiajin Jianzhou Jiaowan Jiazhua Jimth Johasa Jordit Jun Jwa Kain Kardan Khortux Kolar Kosmoch Kostly Krotan Kunmi Kunying Kurands Kurnakim Kurnam Kwiki Kyoong Lanadiao Langqin Lanhuain Lanquin Lazuring Lianjian Lianmi Ligh Lightly Lijiakou Lima Lining Linoid Lion Lishan Liyangli Looih Look Lorax Luaudian Luoc Luoroxi Mack Magan Mai Maimao Mala Miangji Miartz Miciou Miciow Mily Mirabary Mishou Mixi Mogang Molight Mon Mona Monan Monly Mordos Motuk Mud Mulling Mults Mund Munda Murdos Ngol Nguo Niciou Ninan Ningding Ningzi Northiou Nsutiful Num Nyi Nyin Oon Oongzuo Oth Otway Ouyanow Palla Par Paral Paranqab Pholmud Pinantao Pingbai Pingyi Pizhang Play Pophan Propartz Prophang Puminyan Puting Pyrock Qianbo Qiang Qiaowu Qimild Qing Qingkou Qingxiao Qinzhong Qion Qion‎ Qitaiang Quang Quartung Quji Rami Rangji Ranqiu Rhodong Rhoffix Rhot Ricuoh Righty Ring Roal Roman Rooks Rusha Sabian Sabiang Sabing Sakhat Sanguo Sanhua Sanshu Sanyang Sappy Sartz Satishan Shanya Shanzhou Shim Ship Shiqihai Shitang Shua Shuizhou Shwa Shwan Siblinan Sill Simain Siman Simar Singyi Songchoy Sout Stan Stanting Studi Suan Suffy Suihui Sular Sum Suming Suqi Swangkou Swanya Synchang Sérang Tach Tachromi Taiang Tal Talim Tannayin Tapiong Thangli Thaumhau Thomsong Tial Tinou Tion Tjun Tongkou Triksit Tripuh Tsavor Tship Tsould Tuang Tum Tway Tzanan Ully Ural Uranqing Usanhong Usuang Uytun Vauxinmi Vill Virtun Virtux Vivian Vladong Wakagam Warui Wayin Wolfrang Woma Wood Woong Wording Wuchan Wuda Wuhang Wulfur Wurmalai Wusuan Xantly Xianguo Xiangyu Xilian Xilio Xinghai Xingo Xinguo Xinying Xion‎ Xiuxi Xuan Xudao Yangjing Yangrill Yangtang Yanguok Yangyao Yanhuan Yashi Yashing Yijing Yinghu Yizhong Yongyi Yuang Yusan Yushun Yuyan Yuyang Yuyangji Zaozuo Zhangjin Zhaoxi Zharp Zhiching Zhua Zhuan Zhuhan Ziboo Zina Zixuang Znucalam Zung Zunyuan Zuok

#444 names #444names

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fisksaturday · 2 years

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