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temssfun · 9 months
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a great pastime in summer😎🌞
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dailyincrediboxpolo · 5 months
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Teylo (The Love)
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louellawilla · 4 years
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Taylor Swift songs set to TROS reylo (final part of the Teylo series, just a singles short one)
Teylo for TFA and TLJ
TFA 1 of 3: http://xennial-sw-fan.tumblr.com/post/176146855285/taylor-swift-sings-reylo-teylo-tfa-part-1-of-3
TFA 2 of 3: http://xennial-sw-fan.tumblr.com/post/176113286940/taylor-swift-sings-reylo-teylo-tfa-part-2-of-3
TFA 3 of 3: http://xennial-sw-fan.tumblr.com/post/176147082518/taylor-swift-sings-reylo-teylo-tfa-part-3-of-3
TLJ 1 of 3: http://xennial-sw-fan.tumblr.com/post/175367040023/taylor-swift-sings-reylo-teylo-tlj-part-1-of-3
TLJ 2 of 3: http://xennial-sw-fan.tumblr.com/post/175398288563/taylor-swift-sings-reylo-teylo-tlj-part-2-of-3
TLJ 3 of 3: http://xennial-sw-fan.tumblr.com/post/175367556533/taylor-swift-sings-reylo-teylo-tlj-part-3-of-3
#reylo
#reylo crack
#reylo fanvid
#reylo taylor swift
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ginger-grimm · 2 years
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whooooo are tommy and lo?? 👀
They actually belong to Where the Fairies Go!
Tommy is the older brother of Mags and Lo is a cheerleader at Baycliff. The two have been dating since Junior Year of High School and they're still going strong.
Tommy is responsible when he wants to be, but generally has a more go-lucky attitude in life. Meanwhile, Lo is a lot more steadfast and knows what she wants and where she wants to be in her life. But they both make a perfect combo and count amongst the softer side of their respective teams.
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professorwillynilly · 7 years
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Inkar for the ask thing!
Full Name: Teylos Inkar (for those of y’all who don’t play Tyranny/didn’t catch it in-game, names in Terratus, or at least within Kyros’ empire, have their surname first and given name second. so, her surname is Teylos, and her given name is Inkar)Gender and Sexuality: cis woman, demisexual aromanticPronouns: she/herEthnicity/Species: in the world of Terratus her ethnicity is from somewhere further east than the Northern Empire; in real-world terms, her appearance takes inspiration from the middle east and far east asia.Birthplace and Birthdate: born in Kyros’ Capitol, birthdate unknown but she approximately 32 years old at the start of the ConquestGuilty Pleasures: is it still considered a guilty pleasure if you don’t really feel guilty about it? lol. she loves long hot baths, and it’s one of the few luxuries she really has trouble going without (not that she’d ever admit it). Phobias: fear is for the weak and the mortal! (losing. she really, really, really is not okay with losing. ever.)What They Would Be Famous For: being an all-powerful dark overlordWhat They Would Get Arrested For: .... being an all-powerful dark overlordOC You Ship Them With: none as of right now. the canon character i ship her with is bleden mark, but it’s not exactly a traditional relationship, more like... frenemies who sleep together sometimes. any attachment they have is based solely on the fact that they consider each other equals, and also nobody else would put up with their, ahem, darker tastes and tendencies.OC Most Likely To Murder Them: honestly all of the fatebinder OCs in the fandom are so good and pure compared to Inkar i can totally imagine they’d gang up on her and take that crazy bitch out (she’d probably deserve it!)Favorite Movie/Book Genre: probably historical fictionLeast Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: damsel in distress, assuming that’s even a thing in Terratus literature!Talents and/or Powers: highly intelligent, excellent swordsman, student of the arcane, good liar, v good at reading people considering her lack of empathy towards them, ruthless (is that a talent?)Why Someone Might Love Them: an excellent question. she’s not a particularly lovable person, in no small part due to the fact that she is incapable of loving anyone back. mark loves her in his own twisted way because she understands him in a way that few other people ever have, but other than that i’d say the most her comrades feel for her is ‘respect’.Why Someone Might Hate Them: mass murderer, narcissist, emotionally distant, inability to empathize with others, ruthless, conquered the Tiers with little regard for its native occupants, need i go on?How They Change: she does grow close to her companions in a way that she never has with people in her life prior to them. it’s weird and uncomfortable for her, and it doesn’t exactly lead to an epiphany or anything, but she does actually show some measure of protectiveness and, idk, emotionally-stilted-caring for the first time in her life. other than that, she definitely develops a borderline obsession with Oldwalls and her Spires that only ramps up as the game’s storyline progresses. she talks to the Spires like they’re people. with her mind, of course, but still, it’s weird. Why You Love Them:tol, stronk, heartless - ze ideal woman, no? but seriously, i’ve never tried to write lawful evil before, and i have rather enjoyed the exercise of my creativity. also, i just... love the Tyranny universe. i love being a villain without being over-the-top or going against canon. i just... i love her, ok?? she my bby
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alarawriting · 3 years
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Inktober 2020 #25: Buddy
“That,” Liath said, “is an ik’errikt.” Her voice sounded strange as she spoke the alien word. Normally the translator implant in Wanda’s ear rendered everything any of the aliens said as English, but when it encountered a word that English had no equivalent for, it just let her hear the alien speech with no overlay.
Wanda looked down at what looked very, very much like a pale blonde white man, face down on the ground, which was just as well because Liath’s blast would undoubtedly have removed his face. “How is this not a person?”
“It is a person,” Liath said. “But it’s also a predator on people. Ik’errikt need to consume human neurotransmitters for their own brains to function properly, so they kill people and—”
“Eat their brains?” Wanda asked, eyebrows raised.
“They don’t literally eat them. They have to extract them, purify them, sterilize them, and inject them into their own brains. But the basic principle is similar.”
Wanda looked at Liath, who was an albino, with epicanthic folds, facial features that would, on Earth, have gotten her classified as a person of African descent, and extremely pale skin. “Do all the ikerrikt look like this guy?”
“They’re not all identical, no—”
“No. I mean white skin, yellow hair.”
“Oh. Yes.”
“Well, now I finally know why those bastards kept calling you a demon.” Wanda shook her head. “I haven’t seen any white people the entire time I’ve been on this side of the galaxy. Black people, people who look like they came from all over Asia, people who look like they came from the Americas, blue people… no white people.”
“I am technically white,” Liath said.
“And that’s why everyone treats you like shit. It’s not that you look like something they’ve never seen; it’s that you look like something they have seen, but it’s a brain vampire. I’m kind of surprised you’re not dead.”
“That’s why I don’t shave my head.” Liath’s hair was at the moment a frizzy reddish cloud, though most days she had it in braids shaped into elaborate patterns on her head. “Also, my eyes help. Ik’errikt don’t have eyes shaped like this.”
It had been somewhat strange – refreshing, even exciting, but still strange – to discover that, while there were human beings, or at least people that looked human, on the other side of the galaxy, none of them were white. Take that, American science fiction TV shows, she’d thought. Now it turned out that there were white people, only they were vampires who wanted to eat your brains.
“Well, I guess thanks for shooting him for me? I had no idea.”
“We are… friends,” Liath said, sounding like she was trying out the word for the first time. “It is my responsibility to protect you, and you to protect me, correct?”
“Yeah. We watch each other’s backs.”
Liath nodded. “Meaning, so knives don’t end up in them.”
Idioms apparently translated literally. Liath was smart enough to figure most of them out, and had a formal speech pattern that meant she didn’t put too many in her own speech. “Yep. You got it.”
Wanda Joyce had downgraded from the captain of a science vessel to a short-range courier when she’d had kids, so she could stay closer to home and be there more often. Ironically, the science vessel probably would have been able to detect the wormhole before she fell in it, but a short-range courier didn’t have the right instruments for that. She’d ended up here, far enough away that she wasn’t sure she could even see Sol from here, and had been captured by the blue people, who thought she was one of their enemies, the brown people. (They had names – the Teylo were blue, the Amarasi were brown – and they weren’t the only human people around here. There were a handful of actual alien aliens, also.) Irin Liath had been a scientist of the Amarasi Protectorate, but she’d been betrayed and framed for treason – apparently, not only was she an albino, but she was half-Teylo, which the Amarasi absolutely hated her for. She’d fled, and been captured by the Teylo, and she’d helped Wanda immeasurably when they’d been imprisoned in cells next to each other. So when Wanda found the opportunity to escape, she took Liath with her.
Liath was soft-spoken but aloof, rarely showing any sign of emotion other than calm – not robotic, sci-fi “emotionless” calm, but the genuine thing. She did have a temper, but it came out rarely, and so far, never to Wanda. But Wanda hadn’t been aware up until this moment that Liath genuinely considered her a friend.
“There’ll be more ik’errikt,” Liath said. “They need advanced technology to survive, so you almost never find one on their own. They probably have a ship, in geosync orbit opposite to ours so our scanners didn’t see them, and they’re sending down harvesters.”
“Is this planet populated? Should we be worrying about these people?”
Liath gave Wanda a puzzled frown. “It’s populated, yes, but why would we be worrying about these people?”
“Uh, because there are vampire zombies going around trying to eat their brains?”
“That’s not our problem as long as we kill any of the ones trying to eat ours,” Liath said.
Wanda sighed. “Look. Liath. I know you were raised by wolves and you have an issue with empathy, so let me put it to you this way. I cannot tolerate the idea of vampire people running around on a fairly low-tech world – which this obviously is, since we didn’t see any tech signs from space – eating innocent people, who have no idea what is preying on them. Is there any way the vampire people can get what they need without having to kill people, and if there isn’t, is there any way for us to destroy their ship?”
Liath blinked. “This isn’t an issue with empathy. Nobody would go out of their way to kill ik’errikt on a world that isn’t their own and hasn’t entered a protection pact of some kind with them or their world.”
“Well, on my world, people were starting to get there,” Wanda said, “nobody willing to stick their necks out for anyone who couldn’t pay. But that’s not how I roll, or my family, or my friends. It’s a basic human thing to take care of other people. It’s the right thing to do.”
“They can’t repay you, Wanda. And once we’re done here, you’ll never see this planet again.”
“Doesn’t matter. It’s still the right thing to do. Now you can help me or not, but I’m gonna try to stop these assholes from eating anyone’s brains.”
Liath sighed. “I’ll help you. You’d die an idiot’s death if I didn’t.”
“And you care about that, because we’re buddies! Right?” Wanda tried to give Liath a fist-bump. It didn’t work.
Liath stared at Wanda’s hand, suspended. “Is that a type of salute from your world?”
“Never mind,” Wanda said.
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janiedean · 4 years
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griffinopterix ha risposto al tuo post “Just seen a post like "y r reylos upset? they kissed. I have a ship...”
You are a precious gem in SW who shows that not only the die hard Teylos were deceived but also normal fans who accepted the concept of Ben+Rey without any prejudice and would be happy with the couple's happy end. You deserve all the hugs in the world!
aw thank you ;; I mean... I want to think I grasped where the story was going XD but it wanted you to root for them and i’ll die on that hill XD *hugs backé
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nurunuru-kurokuro · 5 years
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((Here they are! And I am Makku. So here’s their deal:
Horny School boy: Teylo
-constantly thinking about sex
-Decietful but cutesy
-playful
-mischievous
-vulgar
Occult leader: Keris
Themes around black magic. Not so much religious or worship. Witch study.
-attracted to the macabre
-Devious
-Calm
-Dark
-somewhat playful
-callous
-cold
I’m planning on voicing them as well as drawing them.))
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8020fashions · 7 years
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Got Married in Jeans,Biker Jackets and Bandanas???Teyana Teylor and Iman Shumpert Wedding
Got Married in Jeans,Biker Jackets and Bandanas???Teyana Teylor and Iman Shumpert Wedding
A couple that do things their own way Ditched the classic weddings with white dress,tuxedo and chapels Model and singer Teyana Teylor and her husband NBA player Iman Shumpert got married in a way couple nyingi hazifanyi hivyo ,walikwenda very simple hakukua na mambo mengi wala nini. What i loved about their wedding ni outfits zao,we all how know how comfortable skinny jeans are and t shirts sasa…
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fantastic-nonsense · 6 years
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I saw your post abor Teylo being robber bridegroom/fitcher's bird and I love it-sisn't think of it before, and also wanted to say I saw people comparing it to Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty and I? Just? How? Why?
I honestly have no idea. Other than some very meager surface parallels, there’s really nothing similar between Reylo and any of those stories at all. Robber Bridegroom/Fitcher’s Bird, however.........parallels for days.
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dailyincrediboxpolo · 6 months
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Teylo (Axe Boat)
November 15th, 2023
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louellawilla · 4 years
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It’s nice to have a Ben
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hawksmoorone · 7 years
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Well, Teylo Meghann (Bean), today is your birthday.
I think on this, and I wonder, "What does seventy-five feel like?"
I think, "A trick knee bladder can be a charming ice-breaker under the right circumstances."
I ponder, "When is a cooked meal with maggots not a cooked meal with maggots?"
Heh.
You're one of the smartest, funniest, cleverest (it IS a word), most supportive, most successful people I know, and I am truly lucky to have you as a big sister.
I'm lucky enough to also call you one of my very BEST friends.
As I type this, stretched out on your comfortable living room couch in your cacophonous mansion, comfortably nestled in the considerable bosom of your white bread neighborhood, your lovely dog is pushing old man snores out of one end and sour farts out of the other. I'm counting this as a gift to you, this awesome mixture of kibble gas and vicious, anachronistic wolf wheezes.
May every iota of happiness/contentment that'll no doubt soar your way today be scooped up, admired, and stored away. Rainy days, you understand.
A SUPER DOOPER GROOVY birthday to you, Bean.
I love you IMMENSELY.
You are AWESOME.
My lovely, admirable, gut-bursting big sister.
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professorwillynilly · 7 years
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finally back to writing my disappointing bleden mark/inkar trash ship fic
here’s a teaser so you can all yell at me if i get distracted and forget to finish this monstrosity again
“I think you might be giving our dear old Tunon a bit too much credit, kid.” At some point during their conversation Mark has abandoned his inelegant sprawl across the chaise to find his feet. He’s never particularly relished the feeling of being loomed over, not even if said looming is being done by his very favorite no-longer-student. Or, supplies his brain unhelpfully, you like that idea a little too much. “The guy would probably lick your boots, if you asked nicely.” Now there’s an interesting mental image. “Let him do the paperwork. You’ve got more important things to worry about than that old man.”
Something he says makes the corners of her eyes tighten in fleeting amusement as she closes the gap between them with unhurried strides. “Jealous, are we, Mark?” she teases, and then lifts a gloved hand to rest against his cheek. It takes more willpower than he’d like to admit to stifle the instinct to reach for the nearest sharp object and shove it into her neck. “Not to worry. You’re still my favorite.” I sure as hell hope so, after all of the shit I went through for you, kid.
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agenteade · 4 years
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the last jedi 
@REYLOVULNERABLE on tt
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nurunuru-kurokuro · 5 years
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((I also did a cute little recording of a small skit in Japanese just to practice. May well be continuing with it at some point. Music isn’t mine:
File Select Super Mario Galaxy Music Extended - https://youtu.be/KiUx7B3uX9s ))
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