nailah

this is a shifting blog and, to that end, ANTI-SHIFTERS DNI!!!

however, that being said, curiosity is a goated tool and if anyone happens to have any questions — ask!!

my main DR is my:

london dr

other DRs include:

star wars dr

star wars princess dr

fame dr

so I WAS LIKE uh yeah

and HE WAS LIKE uh no

so i bought some aphrodisiac chocolate and gave it to him

• The air on Rahnyo carries a faint, natural floral scent that changes subtly depending on the region and season.

• Gravity is slightly lighter than standard Core Worlds, giving movement a gentle, effortless quality.

• The twin sunsets shift in color gradients unique to each hemisphere, often used as a natural timekeeping system.

• Native flora emits soft bioluminescent light at night, making even wild landscapes partially illuminated.

• The tribes in the greenery are not hostile. We do not hurt them and they do not hurt us. There is a mutual respect between us.

• Rahnyo’s climate is temperate and stable year-round, with rare extreme weather events carefully balanced by natural planetary systems.

• The population is multilingual, but a universal diplomatic language is taught from early childhood.

• Technology is seamlessly integrated into nature, often disguised as living architecture or organic materials.

• The ruling philosophy emphasizes ‘harmonic governance’, where decisions are made with environmental and cultural balance in mind.

• Travel between cities is often done via silent sky-glide routes or crystal water transport rather than loud mechanical vehicles.

• Visitors often report a strong sense of emotional calm or clarity after extended time on the planet.

• Art is considered a civic duty, and every major district has public spaces dedicated to collaborative creation.

- intro

- facts about rahnyo

miscellaneous me

- nailah ball

- third born of turnst and valia ball

- princess of rahnyo

introduction to rahnyo

Rahnyo was known across the galaxy as the Jewel of the Mid Rim — a planet so impossibly green that visitors often believed the stories surrounding it were exaggerated until they saw it themselves. Endless rolling meadows stretched beneath silver-blue skies, broken only by vast crystal lakes that reflected the towering palaces and cities built along their shores. The architecture of Rahnyo was elegant and timeless: sweeping ivory bridges, glass-domed gardens, marble towers wrapped in flowering vines, and grand royal structures carved with intricate gold detailing that shimmered beneath twin sunsets.

Unlike many worlds tangled in war and politics, Rahnyo carried an air of peace. The people valued artistry, diplomacy, and beauty above conquest, and their cities were designed to live alongside nature rather than overtake it. Waterways wound through every major district, lined with glowing lanterns and gardens that bloomed year-round. Even the royal palace — resting beside the enormous Lake Veyara — felt less like a fortress and more like a dream preserved in stone.

Yet beneath Rahnyo’s beauty came expectation. The royal family of House Ball stood at the heart of the planet’s grace and reputation, adored by many across nearby systems.

King Turnst Ball ruled with gentleness rarely seen in galactic leaders. Fair yet firm, and endlessly patient, he was beloved by his people for treating even the smallest citizen with dignity. But nowhere did his softness show more than with his youngest daughter, Princess Nailah Ball. To him, she was his diamond — delicate, precious, and utterly adored. Though he loved all his children, everyone in the palace knew Nailah held a special place in his heart. And when whispers of growing threats toward the royal family began spreading through the system, Turnst made a decision without hesitation: he hired the finest Jedi he could find to protect her.

Obi-Wan Kenobi arrived on Rahnyo shortly after.

Queen Valia Ball was the steady heart of the monarchy. Warm and graceful, she carried herself with quiet elegance, though those closest to her knew she spent most of her days worrying over her children’s safety and wellbeing. She was especially protective of Nailah, whose gentle nature often made her vulnerable to the sharpness of palace politics.

Princess Miloni Ball, the eldest daughter, possessed beauty and charm in abundance — and knew it. Spoiled by status and attention, she had a habit of making herself the center of every room she entered. Her temper was infamous throughout the palace, and although she loved her family in her own way, patience was not among her strengths.

Prince Runsl Ball was little different. Raised with privilege and impossible standards, he carried himself with arrogance that often irritated both the royal staff and his sisters alike. He was proud, stubborn, and entirely aware of his position as heir.

And then there was Princess Nailah Ball.

The youngest of three was nothing like her siblings. She barely even knew them. Gentle-hearted and kind, Nailah was often viewed as an easy target within both royal society and galactic politics. While her siblings thrived in attention and power, Nailah preferred the quiet gardens of the palace, lakeside walks at dusk, and hidden corners of the royal libraries. Her softness made people target her — something that concerned both the King and Queen deeply.

Which was exactly why Obi-Wan Kenobi was brought to Rahnyo.

fame DR

- intro

PALETTE is a four-member girl group built around individuality, contrast, and colour-driven identity. Each member represents a different colour and emotion, creating a group dynamic where every personality, style, and voice brings something distinct to the overall picture. Blending confident pop energy with cinematic visuals and modern fashion influences, PALETTE is known for turning music into an immersive experience. Their concept explores how different people, moods, and perspectives can coexist — bold and soft, chaotic and elegant, playful and intense — all within one group. Each member’s signature colour plays a major role in the group’s image, from styling and stage design to music videos and album eras, giving fans a unique connection to every personality within the group. Together, the four colours form PALETTE: vibrant, unpredictable, and impossible to separate. With striking visuals, strong individuality, and a sound that refuses to stay in one lane, PALETTE represents the idea that no single colour defines the full picture.

They’re iconic. They’re everything. They have starbucks drinks in their honour and share a penthouse in New York. They’re inseparable. They’re Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte and Miranda. They’re Leonardo, Raphael, Michelangelo and Donatello. They’re the seven dwarves if there were only 4.

NAILAH BALL

Role: Lead vocalist & primary lyricist

Vibe: Seductive honesty, late-night glamour, emotional precision

— one of the band’s two blondes

— main lyricist of the group, known for painfully specific songwriting that fans overanalyze line by line

— very happily dating a man 22 years older than her after years of chaotic relationships — something that unexpectedly softened and sexualised her writing style

— usually writes melodies alone in hotel bathrooms because she likes the acoustics

— famous for changing lyrics right before recording takes

— starbucks collaboration drink: Liquid Ladyfinger —> iced tiramisu latte with vanilla cold foam and cocoa dusting

— top songs include: False God, Dumb and Poetic, House Tour and Speechless

— has a habit of quietly harmonizing over other people’s conversations without realizing it

REYA DRAKMORE

Role: Vocalist & live performance lead

Vibe: Chaotic charisma, dangerous confidence, adrenaline addict

— known for the most explosive stage presence in the band

— constantly changes melodies during live performances just to “keep songs alive”

— has a naturally raspy voice that producers begged her not to “fix”

— usually loses her in-ear monitors halfway through shows and keeps going anyway

— the member most likely to accidentally leak unreleased lyrics on livestreams (because she has)

— claims she writes best while sleep-deprived and over-caffeinated

— watches fan edits and sends them to the group chat at 2 a.m.

— starbucks collaboration drink: Blackout Cherry Rush —> black cherry espresso with dark chocolate cold foam

— top songs include: cheap thrills, endgame, escapism., toxic (cover)

— fans love the intense eye contact she makes with the crowd while singing

— has a reputation for making interviewers nervous without trying

EMMA BUNT

Role: Vocalist & harmony arranger

Vibe: Controlled emotion, perfectionist

— the quietest member publicly, but the one responsible for most of the band’s layered harmonies

— has an incredibly smooth speaking voice that fans are obsessed with

— rarely posts online, which somehow made her the band’s most mysterious member

— famous for singing entire takes perfectly with almost no vocal correction needed

— keeps meticulous notebooks filled with harmony ideas and rewritten verses

— reads classic literature backstage

— has a subtle dry humor that catches people off guard in interviews

— starbucks collaboration drink: Velvet Static —> iced vanilla lavender latte with sweet cream foam

— often acts as the mediator during creative disagreements

— top songs include: thumbs, back to december

— fans associate her with silver jewelry, perfect eyeliner

CASSANDRA RUNDON

Role: Vocalist & vocal producer

Vibe: Warm energy hiding terrifying perfectionism

— one of the band’s two blondes

— handles a lot of the vocal production and demo arrangement behind the scenes

— known for hearing tiny mistakes no one else notices

— has near-perfect pitch and gets visibly irritated by out-of-tune harmonies

— approachable and sweet until studio sessions start

— constantly leaves half-finished drinks around rehearsal spaces

— the member most likely to remember a fan’s name years later

— sleeps immediately after concerts while everyone else stays awake for hours

— starbucks collaboration drink: Honey Cinema —> iced honeycomb shaken espresso with caramel cream cold foam

— top songs include: castles crumbling, we are never ever getting back together, good luck, babe!

1. home

the best place. the number one spot. it’s where we sleep, eat, talk, fuck, cook, read, argue and everything in between. these pictures are scarily accurate. we positioned the bed so our heads would be right by the windows so that if Christie gets locked out, we’re close enough to hear her meowing and wake up to let her in. the flat is a one bedroom, one bath place on townshend road. it’s a twenty minute walk from primrose hill. we have some decent views out the window but they’re a bit naff — roads, buildings. we very rarely have visitors and we like it that way. it’s our place, no one else’s.

2. king’s college

where obi-wan works! it’s a gorge place and he’s always happy here. it was literally his dream to attend king’s (and got accepted!?!?!?) but couldn’t go because of problems with his dad BUT now he gets to teach there 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 because i’m only in the press tuesdays and thursdays, he’ll sometimes bring me to work with him on mondays/wednesdays/fridays and i do my work in their library….. and abuse their canteen because HOLYY SHIT their food is good. very nice people too — they never care that some random woman is there once i show them obi-wan’s card. it’s the most beautiful campus — the library is insane. it’s like a syphon and it sort of scares me. bonus points because it pays him 24 grand a year.

3. cafe marcia

smack bang in the middle of our workplaces so when we have a break/free period, we walk to marcia’s and pick up lunch for both ourselves and the other and then drop it off. THE BEST MOZZARELLA AND PESTO PANINI EVER. obi-wan likes the christmas dinner toastie and complains that it isn’t avaliable all year round but like….. it’s got christmas in the name? anywho. the middle picture is lowkey accurate — he loves carrot cake and i love red velvet, he despises iced coffee but i love it. they do a tiramisu iced latte which makes me foam at the mouth.

4. the new inn

childhood living, is easy to do,

the things you wanted, i bought them for you

graceless lady, you know who i am,

you know i can’t let you, slide through my hands,