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☮♦☾

☮: 𝐹𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒

What wasn't there to like about Joules? But if she had to choose her favorite thing about him. Pom would say that she adored the fact that she could tell him anything? It might be blind trust, and you never really know how it would turn against you, but talking to Joules had always been easy from the start. If she would tell anyone who she really was, he probably be the first to know.

♦: 𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷𝓊𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒

His name was a source of energy, and while she couldn't make a necklace or a bracelet. Pom would buy him one, with a stone that matches the color of his hair. Like something crystal or platinum. She also low-key wants him to teach her how to fly, like she actually wants to learn many other things but has yet to ask them. It be funny if she bought them matching helmets or even uniforms. Sew their names on the labels, a true dream team.

☾: 𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎'𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓈𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅

"There's a huge booger in your nose."

If Pom was honest with herself, there weren't many things she would tell him while he was unconscious, cause she probably be too excited. Her hands would shake him awake just so she could share whatever story she had to share with him. Maybe the princess thing would be whispered into his ear, but that felt so irrelevant to whatever was going on. It also seemed like a thing that would create a barrier, and she isn't really ready yet to cause that type of reaction.

#𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈 #joules-roscoe

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[ 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 ] 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝑜𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝒶𝓇𝓂

They were outside, mostly for fuel and other necessities. Pom had been skeptical, afraid to walk down the ramp of the ship with what had happened last time. She had been alone then, running from whoever had found her, until a certain someone saved her and brought her back home. This time the planet was way greener, less hot, and made the princess look around with huge curious eyes. There were plants that she had never seen before. Exotic plants were hard to grow with a planet so cold as hers. They had their own that were either white, blue, or green. This time she was surrounded by various colors, flowers in different shapes or forms.

Pom had been walking close to the others when suddenly a surprised yelp left her. Her world was tilting, and she was sure that her nose was about to meet her faith. When a hand on her arm stopped her from going face-first into the ground. "Terry!" The princess looked up, grateful for the catch. "I think I wore the wrong shoes for this."

#𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈 #this is late #and lowkey shit :( srry #tercrai-aloncruz

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☮, ☯, Ω, ♧

☯:  𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒    

Pom never met a Jedi before, and suddenly there were seven of them. She had no blueprint of how they were supposed to be like, other than they were one with the force and saved the galaxy a few times. Those were just tales that traveled all the way to her isolated planet. But she pictured it, asked questions, and answered them herself. Akaides was nothing like the Jedi that she had come up within her mind.

He was a raging storm, nothing calm about him. He didn’t really make her feel at ease. Not in a way that was uncomfortable, but one that kept you on your toes, made your heart quicken and your nostrils flare. It oddly reminded her of home sometimes, when the season would hit, and the blizzards or hurricanes would come.

☮: 𝐹𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒

While she loved pretending that he made her angry. Her favorite thing about him was how he made her laugh, and it was so effortless. It both surprised and scared her how easy she was to laugh or smile because of something he said. It was out of comfort instead of an obligation. He made her feel like she was an actual girl, and Pom didn’t know she needed that until she had gotten it from him.

Ω:𝐹𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒'𝓈

She loves his eyes and his voice. He probably had people say that to him often as they were very striking and distinct. But the first time she looked into his eyes, she right away thought about her home. While she hardly visited that part of the planet, there were waters that were so crystal clear and blue, stormy every once a year when the monsoon season would hit. A moment in time when it would rain endlessly, and the waves would come alive. Those were his eyes, her home.

His voice was more like a bonus as it was different, like the rest of the people on the ship. She was also a girl that didn’t mind a pleasant deep voice or two. But he also kept using it for the wrong reasons, like making her want to punch him in the mouth sometimes.

♧: 𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒

Pom would grab him by the hand first, guiding him to one of her hideouts. She had a few as it became her hobby to open doors that never been opened before and go through things that had not seen the light of day in years. It would be dark, except for the small beam of light that came from her flashlight that she would bring to her ridiculous adventures. While she looked fragile or delicate, Pom wasn’t actually an innocent kisser. It would be soft like he might expect it to be, but it would be deep and long as she takes her time, comb her hands through his hair, give it a gentle pull. Perhaps get him to beg.

#𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈 #and i oop #artisticfade

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☯

☯: 𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝑒

Was she sick? Those were the first thoughts Pom had about the young woman. Hidden behind Xeune as she stared at the little green veins crawling within Violet's skin. Later on, she discovered, of course, that Violet came from some type of plant or nature species that had those striking features. Pom couldn't really be hypercritical as her skin was white as porcelain, because of the sun hitting her planet differently or hardly getting sun at all.

Her behavior was also something that she had never seen before, as Venans were strict people, colder people that hardly show any type of affection. Pom did consider herself the odd one out as she was way kinder than her father was or even her mother. The people on the derelict were taking care of her, and as she had learned, you thank them with kindness or respect. --- Violet looked like she always had fun, singing and dancing through the halls. It just made Pom feel a little bit better and safer on board.

#𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈 #dormant-violet

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Positive Interactions Headcanon; My muse's...

☮: Favourite thing about your muse

☯: First impression of your muse

♠: Favourite thing to do with your muse

Ω: Favourite feature of your muse's

♤: Way they apologize to your muse

♣: How they hold your muses hand

♧: How they kiss your muse

♡: How they hug your muse

♥: Small way to show your muse they care

♦: What they would buy because it reminds them of your muse

♢: How they share a bed with your muse

♔: How they like to cuddle your muse

♛: Pet name for your muse

★: First thing that changes when they realize they care about your muse

☆: What they miss about your muse when they're apart

☾: What my muse says to yours when they think they're asleep

❥: Anything else you can think of [specify]

❧: Random affectionate headcanon

#𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈 #cause i got no replies anymore~

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Lim Kim - Yellow (GENERASIAN, 2019)

#𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 #aka pom's theme song

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joules-roscoe‌:

Joules was filled with stories from adventures both great and small, and even in the short time he’d been with the Derelict’s crew, he was already making a name for himself. He wasn’t necessarily popular with everyone, but it was fun to find people who seemed to genuinely like him and listened to his tales with great entertainment. as

She asked about his rope braiding, and he nodded. “Yeah. Hutts can’t really do much with those fat, tiny arms of theirs, so they paid well for others to do it for them. Ropes are primitive as hell, but they’re cheap and useful. If I wasn’t thieving to stay alive, I was braiding. Only thing is that it can be rough on the hands, and… I had tiny hands. I’ve always been kind of a runt. But I’m made of tough stuff, so don’t let that fool you,” he mused. He didn’t really like talking about his life on Dandoran too much, but Pomona’s questions were harmless. “A Wookie is a giant, furry beings from Kashyyyk. Their booze is fucking amazing. Xel almost killed me with it the other night, my hangover was so bad. But it was totally worth it,” he said, grinning at the thought of their shenanigans. “But their fur is long and tangly. They can be kinda smelly sometimes, but… you didn’t hear that from me. Whatever you do, you do NOT fuck with an angry Wookie.”

“See? I can do different ones, too. The ones close to the scalp. Big ones, tiny ones. Just depends on how much time we have, and how you like ‘em!” I could even braid my own hair, but honestly, these little buns are gonna be a trend. Soon, you’ll see all the other boys on the ship wearing ‘em,” he teased, laughing softly. He grinned when she said she’d refer all the other girls to get their hair braided by him. “For you? It’s free. For everyone else? They better have credits,” he teased. “Alright, I’ve told you a little bit about me. What about you? Where do you come from, Pom?”

Pom never doubted that Joules wouldn't be a strong person. If any, she was most often misjudged too, because of the way she looked and the fact that she was a princess. Of course, no one on the ship knew that, and to them, she was just a simple girl. Pom couldn't help but feel bad, not because she pitied him, there was always a bitter aftertaste when it came to people pitying you. The princess just never understood hardships like that, not until now, as she was hiding on a ship with strangers that were slowly becoming her friends. "I think your hands would tell them the truth. It doesn't matter the size of you; hardships and survival are the same for everyone if they come across it." Besides, it was more meaningful that the hands that went through so much could do something so nice and special as braiding someone's hair.

She was curious about the other species, the Wookie already sounding like something that extremely outstanding. Vena would've been a good place for them with the heavy furs and long hair, a great way to stay warm from the cold. Her planet was pretty humane, the more she thought about it --- only rumors of exotic animals coming to mind, the ones are hidden under the hefty amount of ice and snow or the tales of the monster that was swimming in the silent seas until it was monsoon season again.  

"Maybe one day, you can make me meet one?"

Pom beamed at the offer and his compliment. "You look amazing in the buns, Joules.  I wonder if I can get the captain to wear them?" She snickered at the idea, perhaps if they were drunk enough. Pom looked away when he asked her about where she was from. What could she even tell him? Did it matter if he knew something about it? "My planet is very cold sometimes, but the seas are beautiful. The bluest I have ever seen them. The snow the purest white like crystalized sugar. --- I was very loved. I wonder if they miss me."

#𝒸:𝒿𝑜𝓊𝓁𝑒𝓈

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The teeny female more than likely did not “belong” where she currently was, but Xel kept that little gem to himself. In most cases Sal was real picky about non-crew digging around in his storage areas, or damn near anywhere else on The Derelict for that matter. The asshole might as well just put up a damn blinking sign up for them all that read “This soup can is my immortal castle, ya’ll womprats are just visiting.” Which was why honestly, Xel didn’t give a flying flip if some of these “passengers” turned Sal’s entire flying metal coffin inside out and shook it moth empty like a dusty piggy bank.

So long as they didn’t fucking bother him with demands …

“Help you how tiny one? Say please.” His two enormous bronze arm folded in on each other like gold band across his chest. “Also, if I do "help” you what’s in it for me female, that’s worth the while for the trouble.“

Clearly Xel had no intention of listening to Sal’s "leave everyone along” verbose expletive filled ramblings. If the teeny thief in the storage paneling wanted to five finger discount her way all over the ship, he’d be glad to offer the assist so long as he got something useful for the trouble (besides just the headache of Captain Jackass possibly blaming him for anything this little kleptomaniac took.).

Pom frowned at the giant's wording, her eyebrows raising. It sounded crass, not something that the princess was used to. It was hard to remember that none of these people knew where she came from and could talk to her; however, they liked. It was oddly ironic that someone with a collar could be so... rude?

"Uhm, please?" She said it unsurely, also he was making it way more complicated than it needed to be. "What do you want then? I don't really have something that I could think of that you would like?" Pom doubted that the muscular boy wanted a mirror or girl products.

But she also crossed her arms, showing herself more by completely stepping into the lightened hall. "You're also pretty demanding, without you even knowing what I was going to ask you."

#𝒸:𝓍𝑒𝓁 #lol this looks so tiny but not on purpose

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the prettiest rose 🌹

#𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑒 #this lowkey confuses me but also yess???

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Lapis Lazuli

𝐿𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓈 𝐿𝒶𝓏𝓊𝓁𝒾: What is something about your life that you’ve been lying about?

Pomona Feara, the Princess of Vena, had to be erased. The people of the Derelict knew her as just Pom. The tiny girl that kept asking questions shared blunt opinions and tried to see the best in anything. She had to because it was better than falling apart, worrying about her home. That happened when she was mostly alone, and nobody could see her cry or miss the planet that she originally was from.

#𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈 #dormant-violet

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Pearl

𝒫𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓁: What are you trying to heal from right now?

She had cried for weeks. Nobody knew where she was if she even was alive. The people on that ship could all be dead. Was it her fault? Pom couldn’t help but think that it was her fault. Why else attack a vessel filled with nobles and one of the royal family members. Was she healing? There had been a slight bit of fear that she was forgetting… But she would hold onto the family crest every single night before bed, praying and promising herself that she would return home and fix everything that went wrong.

#𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈 #wingshifu

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Diamond, ruby, moonstone

𝒟𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓃𝒹: Out of the people you know personally, who would you be most willing to marry? If you’re already married, who else would you marry?

Pom thought about Arden at home, the noble boy that might have been her fiance if it wasn’t for the trade and the following attack afterward. He would’ve been the perfect boy to marry because he literally was the ideal male in the eyes of the king. There was Valen, but that was a secret that she would never ever dared to speak of to anyone. Now she was looking at Akaides, his signature ocean blues that she secretly loved, and the way her heart would flutter at the idea of kicking him hard in the shins, every time he would get on her nerves or make her blush. “You’re asking this for yourself, aren’t you? Want me to say I will marry you. — My answer is a secret.”

𝑅𝓊𝒷𝓎: If you had the courage to tell the person you love that you have feelings for them, would you?

Pom wasn’t lying when she said that she shared no problem sharing her fear. Didn’t mean she didn’t have them. Rejection and being looked down upon was probably one of the things that she did not like nor could accept. If she wanted to tell them, there had to be a certainty that it would be reciprocated. “Would you accept my feelings, if I said I had them for you?” Pom shook her head, waving away the question with her hand. “Nevermind that. I will tell them when I know the moment is right.”

#𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈 #artisticfade #moonstone was already answered! :D

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Jade, Malachite, Turquoise ☆°•

𝒥𝒶𝒹𝑒: What are you running away from?

Pom wondered if it was meant to be emotional because then she would easily say nothing. There had not been a moment in her life that she wanted to run. It ran in the family to take everything head-on. There was no shame in asking, failing, and then standing back up again. If the question was to be realistically. She was literally running for her life right now, there was this huge question mark hanging above her head. Did her family already found out? Were they going to war? Were they searching for her? “Nothing. I got a pretty clean slate, Joules.”

𝑀𝒶𝓁𝒶𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓉𝑒: Has someone ever been poisonous/toxic to your life?

Personally? Toxic or poisonous were such strong words. There were still a lot of problems between the history of her family and the people from Vena. Pom had never been ignorant of that, but weren’t they suppose to be passionate? It was hard to say, her father always been reticent about the rebellion and how the people might portray them. “In a way that it was damaging to my life? No, and perhaps I have to thank my father for that. I was well protected as a child.”

#𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈 #turquoise was already answered! #joules-roscoe

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turquoise & saphire

𝒯𝓊𝓇𝓆𝓊𝑜𝒾𝓈𝑒: What is something that you’re afraid to say out loud?

Pom couldn’t tell them who she really was. It had nothing to do with fear, not really. She would’ve gladly told them everything about herself. For now, it was just the best move, the right decision not to say anything. While she adored almost everyone’s company. She didn’t know yet who she could fully trust, not like Xeune, who was the only person she didn’t have to lie to. “I’ve never been afraid to share my fears.”

𝓈𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒽𝒾𝓇𝑒: Where do you see yourself in five years?

She wanted to say on the throne, but that was unrealistic. Pom wouldn’t dare wish death on her sister or on any family member. She knew her sister was going to need her in the end as she wasn’t made to rule, but had to because that’s how it was written. “The frontline. It’s where I belong if I do say so myself.” Pom didn’t care that he probably had no idea what she probably meant by that.

#𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈 #artificialautonomy

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His hand was surprisingly warm as it slips gently into hers. Pom expected him to be cold, lifeless. There was nothing not alive about this person, if it wasn’t for the sudden glow that made his silver hair shine, Eon would be like any person to her. “You know my planet isn’t very light, it’s cold and very connected to the subtle brightness of the moon. It would be a shame if I can’t enjoy the elements anymore of my own planet. “ --- Her fear for the dark started after the attack on her ship, scared to close her eyes and replay the moment on a loop. She was also afraid that the person who wanted to harm her was close by, ready to snatch her away or worse kill her. But she’s very grateful for the android, returning his smile with a gentle one of her own. “I don’t want to be a burden...” She mutters softly, still awed how his skin was softly glowing.

#𝒸:𝑒𝑜𝓃 #artificialautonomy #and there it is!

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Garnet, Moonstone

𝒢𝒶𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓉: What do you rate your self-worth, out of 100?

Pom found the question oddly narcissistic, or was it all about self-confidence and knowing your worth within the galaxy that was so big and filled with others probably bigger and better than you. “I give myself a nice eighty.” There were too many things that she still wanted to achieve. Pom will give herself a 100 once she finally becomes queen of Vena.

𝑀𝑜𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓃𝑒: Do you consider yourself a patient person when it comes to love and life?

If she thought about the many years she had to wait until her sister would no longer be queen. Pom would consider herself patient, prepared for what was to come. Love, her thoughts on love were pretty on the surface. She loved different things, loved ambition more than the idea of being in love with a person. “Being patient can be rewarding. There’s no time limit on success, only if death comes in the way. — Yes, I do consider myself very patient for either.”

#𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈 #bade-wavewar

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✨ Gemstone Asks ✨

Agate: Do you prefer a stable relationship, or multiple flings?

Amber: Do you plan on having children some day?

Bloodstone: Who is someone you would risk your life for?

Diamond: Out of the people you know personally, who would you be most willing to marry? If you’re already married, who else would you marry?

Emerald: Out of the people you know personally, who do you hate the most?

Garnet: What do you rate your self-worth, out of 100?

Jade: What are you running away from?

Lapis Lazuli: What is something about your life that you’ve been lying about?

Malachite: Has someone ever been poisonous/toxic to your life?

Moonstone: Do you consider yourself a patient person when it comes to love and life?

Pearl: What are you trying to heal from right now?

Quartz: Who is someone you support, no matter what?

Ruby: If you had the courage to tell the person you love that you have feelings for them, would you?

Sapphire: Where do you see yourself in five years?

Topaz: What is something that you want to do before you die?

Turquoise: What is something that you’re afraid to say out loud?

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