❛star ★ crossed.❜

[enya]

star☆crossed L O V E R S When two people come together in a relationship, it's a beautiful thing. What can be wrong with love, right? Right? Except when the union is completely and totally wrong, for whatever reason. Then things can get a little messy. How To Play 1. Comment with your character, listing their name, canon, etc, along with any preferences. 2. Comment around to others, using the RNG to determine the scenario. It doesn't have to be a lovey-dovey relationship, obviously. There can be hate, sorrow, lust, whatever. 3. Thread! Have fun! Do things! Scenarios 1. Warring Factions: You belong to rival organizations, armies, clubs, etc. Whatever it is, you're not on the same team. 2. Soldiers on the Battlefield: Or maybe you are on the same side, but this is the wrong time and the wrong place. Plus, attachments cause distractions. 3. Bodyguard and the Guarded: Just like the movie with Kevin Costner! One of you has been hired to protect the other for some reason, and feelings are starting to grow. Are you a professional and cut things off, or do you give in? 4. Prince/ss and Knight: Similar to the above, but with a whole 'nother level of wrong...one of you is royal. Courtly love is okay; still, don't forget your place. 5. Enemies: This vendetta is personal, and you totally hate this person! Don't you? Perhaps you're maybe just rivals, or something as serious as superhero and villain. 6. Family: The ultimate taboo. This person is related to you, so there's no way you should indulge this desire, even if it's the most pure love there ever was. 7. Age Difference: The years between you should keep you both at bay, but it's easier said than done. 8. Teacher/Student: Teachers and students have a unique bond, and to corrupt it is a dangerous thing. Will you dare to act on emotions that could put you both in a destructive place? 9. Already Spoken For: One or both of you are already involved with someone else, but the heart wants what the heart wants. Just know that you can't have your cake and eat it, too. 10. Not Compatible: Your personalities or jobs make it so it's hard for you to be together. 11. Not Compatible...in Another Way: You're both different species, which means you're either afraid to take your relationship to a physical level or you can't because of differences in biologies. 12. Not Ready for Love: You took a vow (or celibacy, of chastity, of dedication), you're married to your work, or you just don't want to be involved with anyone. Too bad! 13. Rich and Poor: One of you has the money while the other is from more modest means. Can the 1% and the 99% ever be bedfellows, literally? 14. Hurt Before: Your heart has been broken, and maybe there's been no time to heal. But here you are. 15. WILDCARD

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ben k̶y̶l̶o̶ ̶r̶e̶n̶ solo. STAR☆WARS. ota

[vaderstan]

princess mithian - merlin bbc

[burping]

padmé amidala | star wars

[senatorius]

( i had too! ota m/f. )

soldier blue | toward the terra | ota

[firstroar]

Lucina, Fire Emblem: Awakening, ota

[fauxmarth]

margaery tyrell | got

[versigny]

Sephiroth | FFVII

[sefirot]

Padmé ⋆ Star Wars

[nexubait]

princess zelda | loz: twilight princess

[bloodofthegoddess]

Nezuko / demon slayer/ ota

[palmtopdemon]

zelda spellman | chilling adventures of sabrina | ota

[headwitchbitch]

Claire Fraser | Outlander

[beautifullies]

Mazaki Anzu | Yu-Gi-Oh! | OTA

[anzu]

Severus Snape | HP

[antisavior]

( marauders era or golden trio era. )

Natasha Romanoff | MCU | ota

[plightful]

4

[draconianly]

...You're up early, Your Highness.

( standing quietly in the shadows of the courtyard, kain highwind regards her presence as she passes into view. with that familiar, draconian helmet on, it's always hard to tell what he's thinking; and, for anyone who's known him long enough, that's likely the point of it. )

Anything the matter?

[fauxmarth]

Ah-- Kain?

[she's still not good at detecting him. Lucina stops and turns to him, offering a bit of a smile. it's distracted, though -- her whole demeanor is distracted. antsy. her parents left for the western border the other night, leaving her in charge of capitol affairs. a big responsibility for one thing, and for another...

well. she wanted to go with them. prove she could be as valuable on a patrol as any knight! but...]

You're up early, too. [she turns the question on him, tilting her head as if she could peer past the metal hiding his features.] Did you not get to sleep at all?

Christine Daaé | Phantom of the Opera | M/F

[chorusing]

[draconianly]

( a proud tilt of his head. ) I've had my share of rest, Princess.

( there was some desire to travel along with the king and queen, of course; any sworn man of honor would want to prove themselves in bravery and loyalty both. but the urge didn't prove to be a strong enough reason to part ways with the princess.

who knew there would be something more precious to a dragoon than pride?

in charge of everything in her parents' absence, she shouldn't be...shouldn't have to carry such a burden alone. kain steps out of the shadows now, walking a respectful distance toward her. )

Would you like some company on your walk?

[fauxmarth]

[despite her restlessness, Lucina is grateful Kain's still here. had he gone along with them, she'd have been demoralized and miserable -- even knowing it's overdramatic to feel so left behind, she wouldn't be able to help it!

besides, she's gotten used to her second shadow, despite his pervading mysteries. he speaks to her more candidly than before, and she could dare say he doesn't mind being tasked to follow her. she didn't make it easy for him, determined to prove her strength as she is. but nothing worthwhile is simple, is it?

watching him approach gives her a fluttery feeling, prompting her to shift in place, rolling up on her toes and back onto the flats of her feet with the excess energy.]

I was meaning to get in some practice before the day really starts up. [eyes brightening:] Can I convince you to spar with me?

[lancifolium]

[ some post school Order based things, or an au after the war? ]

[draconianly]

( with lucina's approval, he steps into pace with her and follows along as he always does, just a short length behind. within arm's reach, at least; there's a quiet feeling of comfort about it. a soothing of some concern he doesn't put a name to. )

Spar with you? Are you being merciful toward the knights I put a beating to the other day?

( a small tease. after all, he couldn't let the others simply wander off on an important excursion without reminding them of their duties. and maybe it's true that kain does like to show off his technique. aside from all of that...it's even more likely that he's trying to hide his own eagerness to help. )

[fauxmarth]

I'm being practical! [she rests a hand on the hilt of the sword at her hip, puffing up a bit.] You're the best of the best, so it's only natural to want to test my progress against the highest benchmark here. It makes sense, doesn't it?

[draconianly]

Aye, that it does. ( kain doesn't dare laugh, or even let slip a single hearty chuff of his amusement but...there's an amused curl to his lips nevertheless. ) I won't deny your request, Your Highness.

( there's the faint clank of metal as he raises a fist to knock against his chest, a familiar oath. a promise as strong and steady as the beat of his own heart. )

It's been too long since I've had a real challenge, after all. Your skill with the blade blooms by the day.

[fauxmarth]

[she brightens, unable to keep the delight from her features. few things bring her as much joy as growing stronger as a swordsman, feeling herself excel...and hearing good things about her progress from the people she admires most. she might be a woman grown, but Lucina still carries a childlike joy with such things, quite the counter to what swords and combat are really for.

it takes a lot of restraint to keep from bolting for the training grounds; her steps are rather hasty by comparison.]



You won't go too easy on me, will you? [now facing opposite him on the vacant training grounds (still too early for most to be up), Lucina finishes tying her hair back in a hasty ponytail.] Just because of my parents. They'd understand.

[draconianly]

( when they reach the training grounds and he sees that none are loitering about to bother them, kain reaches around for the lance on his back. a dangerous piece of craftsmanship with a perfect balance. moving it gracefully from hand to hand, he tests its familiar weight. satisfied, he nods his head; there's fewer places more comfortable for the dragoon than the training grounds, save for a true battlefield.

there's a lightness to his movements, a similar sense of excitement as he faces her. doubts and fears have a way of wearing him down, should he examine them too long; never does he like to entertain the darker recesses of his mind. the what if's, might be's, or could-have-beens. better only to focus on here, now, and the princess before him.

the feeling that sparks inside him when she lifts her hair to pin back only helps to reignite his senses. )

Hmph. T'would be a dishonor upon you, were I even to think of it. ( he dips into a wide stand, ready to leap. the heaven's wrath, or some of the kingdom's foes would like to name him. ) Come, let's test the limits of your prowess.

[fauxmarth]

[facing Kain as an opponent is a thrilling chance; she's often watched him training the other knights, admired his light-footed approach, the way he seemed to move like a sharp and swift breeze. she wished to be that fast, that precise and elegant. it's a contrast to the admiration she has for her parents' skills -- she wants to be as strong as them, too! but still swift. a melding of these styles of combat she has come to admire is what she wishes for.

gods, and any chance to get better at outclassing a lance is a chance she has to take!

now, her first problem: that stance of his. he's going to jump, isn't he? which means she has to be fast enough to catch him before he can get that altitude. a pretty tough order, considering the distance. still...she has to try.

Lucina smiles, nodding respectfully before drawing her sword -- not the blessed family heirloom, alas. she has yet to earn a blade of her own, and so one the forgesmiths weighted for her will have to do. she shifts into a readied stance, a sprinter, not a jumper.

after a moment to breathe, consider her options, she moves, rushing to engage with a horizontal thrust with the hope of forcing a guard, lest he risk getting grazed on his way up.]

Allan Schreiber | The Magnus Archives | M/M

[throughthepages]

mad sweeney - american gods

[godking]

Erik Lehnsherr l X-Men l ota

[brotherhoodeirk]

Tifa Lockhart | Final Fantasy VII | M/F

[mylockedheart]

Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf | M/M

[runningwithwolves]

Noctis Lucis Caelum | Final Fantasy XV | M/M

[princeofnight]

1

[hipshoots]

[ It's late. Far too late for Ashe to still be awake, but here she is with feet propped up on a table as she lazily tosses darts at the board. The boys have all taken off for bed and Bob cleans glasses at the bar. It's a typical night for the gang, with a fresh stash of weapons stored in the warehouse from a hard day's thieving. Tomorrow she'll go out looking for a buyer, but she'll start late. She just doesn't feel tired tonight.

A noise outside has Bob lifting his metal head and Ashe sets boots on the ground before picking up her rifle. ]

Check the front. I got the back.

[ Her loyal robot bodyguard moves from behind the bar towards the front door while she heads to the rear, flicking on the outside light before yanking open the door with her rifle on her hip. Who she sees makes her sigh and lean against the door frame. ]

Thought it might've been a raccoon going through my trash. I see I wasn't too far off. What are you doing 'round these parts?

Jyn Erso | Rogue One | OTA

[wherehopegoes]

Cassia Andor | Rogue One | OTA

[yo_me_rezo]

[draconianly]

( kain's pledged himself not to go easy on her, and so aught he can do now is prove himself a man of honor by abiding these terms. once he sees her sprint forward, that gleam in her eyes in anticipation as she surges forward, he switches tactics. she's got him grounded now, but who knows how long that'll last?

the sharp edge of his lance swings forward to meet the steel of her sword, the shine of the metal reflecting the first light of the early morning sun. there's no hesitation, no going soft, and as soon as he parries that attack his lance swings at her in a counter.

he's trying to test her defense. to see if she'll be moved back or lose her footing. )

[fauxmarth]

-?!

[Lucina finds she has to suddenly dig her heels in to keep from staggering backward; she'd been so certain he was going to jump or be staggered himself! with a faint squeak, she brings the blade up to catch the lance swinging her way, teeth clicking hard together with the jolt of the strength behind it.

there's many reasons Kain is one of the best of the best. she knows that. and yet, knowing isn't the same as experiencing it first-hand!

once she has that second or two to stabilize, catch a breath, and reassess, Lucina slides the blade down along the lance to try and force it to lower and let her get closer, searching for a chance to sweep at his ankles when she can redirect her energy from pushing back to ducking low and taking the shot.]

Sypha Belnades | Castlevania (Netflix)

[speakering]

Cassian Andor | Rogue One | OTA

[in_this_fight]

Rey | Star Wars | OTA

[thesefirststeps]

[draconianly]

( kain is his father's son; he's been dreaming of the glory from being a dragoon since childhood. in a way, he can understand lucina's desire to improve and thus prove herself worthy of her parents' legacy. and the way her blade crashes against his lance is something that sparks a memory.

only cecil had ever been that bold.

so he fights back with all of his strength, forcing her into a test of wills to get the outcome she wants. now that they're this close, it's easier to see his grin. )

Not bad, but you're going to have to put more arm into it.

( her blade is forcing his lance lower, albeit slowly...and kain's voice booms across the training room. )

Come on, Princess!

[fauxmarth]

[she's not properly tested in real life-or-death combat, protected as she is, but Lucina has grown up learning and loving the language of combat, especially one-on-one in a spar. it seems to her she can understand a person more clearly not by their words, but by their actions in a fight, because even a sneaky misdirect can be understood in hindsight where the sneakiness of noble gossip goes well over her head.

here, now, she sees the flash of Kain's grin, and her heart jumps with delight. she's imagined getting her chance to "speak" to him in this way, one on one, away from the scrutinizing eyes of the court. in a way, it almost feels like she's gotten away with something she oughtn't, and in that way, it's all the more thrilling.

here, now, she can dig in at his behest, shifting her weight so she could quickly free her sword from the stalemate and swing again, forcing herself into his space. it's the best way to deal with a lance-user, according to her father -- don't let them have the advantage of distance that their reach gives them.

despite the effort she has to put in to keep such a bullying pace up, swing after swing, there's some laughter peppered in her panting and occasional shouts of effort. fighting now, her movements speak of excitement, admiration, and an earnestness to impress him and get to know him better -- the sort of thing a princess would be out of her place to say in words aloud. but here? with no one watching? it's not that terrible, is it?]

Ben Solo | Star Wars | OTA

[neverreallygone]

Nico Acosta | OC | M/F

[anoranza]

Evie Montgomery | OC | OTA

[la_bonne_chose]

Cassandra de Rolo | Critical Role | OTA

[ofwovenstone]

[Not here for 6 or 8.]