#kyberllcore

Cal: I feel like a vibe more with a natural crystal than a synth one but also the Force is a little more *tempermental* about its intended purpose with natural kyber. Synth crystals sure the Force still resonates and they speak but natural ones have VERY STRONG OPINIONS AND TELL YOU TO SEE A THERAPIST AND TRY TO PARENT YOU IF ITS YOUR MASTER’S CRYSTAL AND-

@kyberllcore​ sent;

[ curl ] - for receiver to curl their fingers under sender's chin while resting a thumb on their cheek, not quite tilting but just... holding

[ lean ] - for receiver to lean in and press their forehead against sender’s forehead

🔥SILENCE FELL AROUND BOTH THE JEDI AND THE SITH as they stared into each other’s eyes. So much had happened between them ever since they flew away from the Empire, and those who have been chasing them ever since. Escaping had not been easier, and they knew this would be their lives now, run, escape, trust no one and keep to each other. They were both fugitives, they were both haunted like criminals. Traitors to the Empire.

But so long as they had each other, he wouldn’t mind to burn the galaxy if he had to, for the man whose bright green eyes were staring at him now. Both BD-1 and VI-52 were beeping among each other as if they were disgusted by the silence and the tension between them. The sith could not care less about it since all his attention was in the ginger before him.

A hand reached out then curling its fingers under his chin, not quite titling or pulling, just holding him there. A smirk crossed his lips, it promised danger, but Cal already knew that, he had known for a long time now. A blink, and Daemon was shortening the distance between them, eyes closing as his forehead pressed against that of Cal.

Make a assumption about my muse and see how they react! Anything goes!

Ziv listened to the question and took a very deep, very tiered breath. Massaging her temples with her thick fingers the Tynnan started ti talkslowly like a very exhausted teacher infront of a very annoying class:

"I could now start a whole kriffing rant about the different kind of attractions to the different kind of alien genitals and pheromones findable in the whole krififng galaxy and how I can only be sexually attracted to people who throw their sexual pheromones at me first. And obviously the cubs is not throwing anything at me but kriffing Oxytocine. Or also how beeing only two kriffing years older than the cub means that I probably have seen him hopping around in the temple since he was a kriffing toddler and therefor have a kriffing familial relationship with him like to a younger sibling and also that you can genuinly love someone dearly without beeing romantically or physically attracted to someone in the slightest and still wishing for them to have the best, safe and most kriffing wonderful life even if that means you are not a kriffing part of that yet you are still trying to make that possible for them because you love them as your family. And maybe you are also kind of overcompensating to keep him safe and happy because you are both survivors of a kriffing genocide with no other family left, Like yeh, I love that kriffing pup, but its definitive not in a krifing romantic way. I do not know, do not kriffing psychoanalyse me, I am happy to be kriffing blissfully unaware and my mind is already full of the cryptid thoughts of a highly telepathic flower knocking on my mindshield with the telepathic equivalent of someone throwing screaming frantically a kriffing trashcan against a groceryshops front rapidly and repeatedly. But since you are kriffing stupid enough to ask I need to tune down my words to be just as kriffing stupid, so-" The young woman took a deep breath and than started to talk slowly, rolling every single word on her tounge and stretching those words as if she was talking to a very small child trying to explaing to them that the grass and earth they were stuffing their mouth with would give them tummyache:

"Sorry to break it down to your very dirty mind hoping desperately for me making out with the cub, but buddy, sweet little thing, dear kriffing idiot, listen-", she made a small pause, emphasizing every single word strongly:

"Cal? Are you sleeping up there again? Unnf!" She slipped and almost dropped, catching herself on a grip in the last moment, heart hammering in her chest. Breathe, in and out. Just a little more.

She pulled herself up, crawling into the small, cave-like spot.

Cons: in main SW timeline Cal is never going to sleep with an Imp fascist, and in AUs where he’s either an inquisitor or a sith or adopted by Vader he’s not ALLOWED to sleep with higher up Imps and he’s not too into people pining after sb else anyway XD

Send me one pro and one con you could see with having sex with my character.

@kyberllcore​ said :  “Wait! I…I’ve never done this before.”                    n.sfw dialogue meme.