#finian de karran de seel

[zila-madran-unnofficial]

no bc that part in the beginning of AB that's like

Auri: damn, i hope im not making Kal too uncomfortable by touching him all the time, i hope this isn't moving too fast for him Kal: We have not even kissed yet, void, this is literally torture

#my man was DESPERATE #kaliis gilwraeth #auri o'malley #finian de karran de seel #tyler jones #zila madran #aurora cycle #kal gilwraeth #aurora burning

[saedii-gilwraeth-simp]

Kal and Auri spoon

Fin and Scar just hug while asleep bc zero G

Zila sleeps on top of Nari to the point of suffocating her

Tyler and Saedii don’t cuddle but regardless of how they sleep, their faces are always looking at each other

#aurora cycle #saedii gilwraeth #tyler jones #kal gilwraeth #zila madran #auri o'malley #finian de karran de seel #nari kim #scarlett jones

[gergthecat]

Legacy CH 2 - Lae POV

The singing corpses haunt me, my body gasping, shocked, convulsing in a curled-up ball in my chair. In a moment of procedural clarity, I unclasp my seatbelt and tumble cumbersomely onto the floor, the cool metallicity providing some calm as I lay my cheek against it. I can hear blood rushing to my ears, and I feel wet drip from my face onto the floor, sweat turning into tears as I tremble. Rationally, I know what’s happening. I’m having a panic attack, but the rational part of my mind is having a difficult time peaking through the cloud stupor coursing through me. 

In my haze, I hear Dad’s voice calling out to me in the halls; he must be able to hear me. 

Coughing raggedly, I rasp his name while I watch through my periphery as he spots my pitying form, dashing up to me.

He grasps my arms and pulls me into an embrace, one I’ve always found comforting and congenial; now utterly lacking. My harsh breaths are marred by the shirt I’m inhaling into, trying with all my gusto to explain why the hells I’m falling apart like this.

Some wild gesture must have worked, though, because I see the blurry figures of two of his operatives stride wearily towards the window at my frenzied request, and keel back when they catch sight of the—

I vomit again, luckily missing most of my dad and adding to the abstract portrait I’ve constructed with my bile.

“HolyfuckingMaker,” the Legionnaire I now recognize as Jayce Krin spurts, placing a tentative hand on the wall next to her head. 

My head is clearing, the hysteria seemingly going as quickly as it arrived. Dad hoists me up by my underarms as he used to do when I was young, keeping a hand at my elbow to stabilize me. He cranes his neck, gaping when he catches what we’re all rocked by.

“That would explain the lack of response,” he mutters, stepping over my vomit and placing himself carefully in my flight chair, not bothering to buckle in.

He expertly disables the alarm sirens, and the remaining panic dissipates swiftly, my shoulders slumping in relief. I was taught to always approach a problem from a level-headed and grounded place, and that feels more feasible now that I’m not sobbing on the floor. 

“Lae,” he starts, though we both know what he’ll be asking, “Are you—”

I cut him off, “I’m fine, Dad, I swear. I’m coming with you.”

He peers at me for a moment before nodding gravely and turning back to the console, entering a few commands and then standing up, motioning for us all to follow him.

His subordinates eye me carefully, no doubt having heard of my excellence, only to find me rolling on the floor in a rather sorry state. I just roll my eyes; they can think whatever they want, but that doesn’t mean they’ll be correct.

“Docking bay was left open,” Dad explains as we meaner into our pods, me into Dad’s as his flyer.

“By whom, though?” I say distrustfully, strapping into my spot. 

I’m sure that, as I look around, there’s got to be some sort of hands-off communication system in here, and my suspicions are confirmed when I hear a crisp voice come from the ceiling, “What the hells does that mean; by who? I’d assume the dead people.”

Dad butts in, “It’s whom, and there’s no reason to assume that. There must have been someone else on that ship at some point, so what’s to say they aren’t still there?”

I don’t hear a response after that, smirking lightly as my dad and I share a look.

Launching out of my Chimera, his Legionnaires pulling behind us into triangular formation. 

We shift into the docking bay cautiously, smooth in formation just as I was taught, when out of my periphery, I watch Cassian shoot off into the Fold, leaving our two ships, the only whisper of its remnants; the soft glow of debris in its wake.

Dad notices this, glancing worriedly in my direction before he yells out to Jayce, “Get ahold of him, please!” The little flashing dot signaling its location now vacant from my set.

The response from Jayce comes quickly, verifying what we both already know, that for some stupid reason, that Legionnaire has made some dumb decision, and of himself; an enemy of the Legion. I’ve heard enough of my parents’ stories to know that that is not the most brilliant idea. 

As though a thought from the Maker Themself compelled them, the bay doors snap shut ricketily, certifiably shutting us into the deathtrap. Dad does the smart thing, as usual, and radios command, letting them know that this is no longer a silly situation and is now a real conspiracy. I always used to love hearing my dad’s stories about when he was younger, a fresh graduate on the run from every government body everywhere, ragtag group of friends and such. Every time, though, after he’d finish telling me about some close call, he’d remind me that although it seems cool and valorous now, at the time, he was bruised beyond recognition and living off of crackers and spite. That’s kept me on the straight and narrow most of my life.

When he’s done talking with De Stoy, Dad turns back to me and says sternly, “I want you to get out of here, Kiddo. This is real stuff, and your mom would kick my butt from here to tomorrow if anything happened to you. I’m serious.”

“I’ll be fine, Dad, I’m the best flier in my year. I grew up with you, for Maker’s sake. I’m not a little kid.”

He peers at me for a moment more, “You can stay here,” he points to exactly where I’m standing, “No moving at all; you need to be able to get out of here. I’m serious too.”

I raise my hands in surrender, “Deal.”

He just nods once, piercing me with what I can only call a parental warning, and walks out of the port and onto what could very actually be enemy territory. It comes to me, rather embarrassingly late, that he clearly doesn’t think it’s too big of a threat, though, because the damn bay doors are closed. 

I’ve waited for ten minutes when Dad’s voice echos in our pod, “Lae? Open the doors, please.”

I do just that, leaning over to the button from my chair, turning my head in the direction of the hall he’ll be coming from when I hear fraught voices speaking in Syldrathi.

“Dad? Is everything okay?” I can hear his calm responses as he links me assuringly. When he pulls around the corner, I see that he is followed by three Syldrathi women, the youngest looking maybe sixteen, and the oldest well over fifty, though it can be hard to tell. The elder one has something familiar about her, which I dismiss when I notice that she’s covered in blood as just the fact that there aren’t many Syldrathi at the Academy. She looks at me for a second, and almost seems shocked, and when I glance at Dad, his expression mirrors hers.

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Sorry this chapter took so long, life has been very hectic lately and writing went to the backseat for a while.

#the aurora cycle #aurora rising #aurora burning #aurora's end #tyler jones #saedii gilwraeth #finian de karran de seel #scarlett jones #aurora jie lin o'malley #kaliis gilwraeth #lae gilwraeth jones #evalie gilwraeth o’malley #dariel jones de seel #fanfic #legacy by gergthecat

[fool-of-a-triceratops]

Aurora Cycle characters as the captions of my saved snaps

Tyler *to Scarlett*: Sad beige room for sad beige underage drinker

Scarlett: Girl help I'm delusional with fever

Auri: Tried to use one of those character AIs to talk to Legolas from LOTR and he immediately threatened to kill me if I didn't leave. Can't say I'm surprised tbh.

Kal: When your friends are too cowardly to be left alone in the dark but are still doing underage drinking

Zila (like two months after the end of AE): Lately I've been consuming salsa at such a rate that I think I've actually altered the local grocery stores consumer data.

Fin: *Series of funny facial expressions*

Cat: Seven people in a car only one of us is wearing a seatbelt what could go wrong

Saedii: Just told my brother it was 4:30 am and he believed me lol

Nari: I'm really on a roll tonight (I forgot to take my meds this morning)

Anyways ooooOoOOoo I'm doing necromancy on a mostly dead fandom

#sorry if it's a little out of character I really only have one vibe #text post #aurora's end #aurora burning #aurora rising #aurora cycle #tyler jones #scarlett jones #aurora o'malley #kaliis gilwraeth #zila madran #finian de karran de seel #cat brannock #saedii gilwraeth #nari kim

[auri-ace]

😭 sorry not sorry

Changed mascot to communications because I'm not gonna do Scarlett dirty like that 😤

#the aurora cycle #aurora rising #aurora burning #aurora's end #aurora jie-lin o'malley #kaliis gilwraeth #finian de seel #finian de karran de seel #squad 312 #tyler jones #scarlett jones #zila madran #ofcourse we must joke about cat dying #aurora cycle

[starfish-sonnyangel]

so bored you might... come out of fanfic retirement? you must be really really bored,,,

squad's favorite terran foods in your hcs?

-from @auroracycle-enjoyer

guess who has two thumbs and is working on this instead of their lit final! 🤗🤗🤗

THANK YOU FOR THE ASK!! again please please ask me things i promise ill respond even if it takes me a couple months lmao!

he squads fav terran foods

ty - 

had a gym rat phase during the academy so for like 3+ years he was literally only considering how much protein a certain food had not how it tasted or anyyyything

seasoning? we dont know her here

if you ask him he’ll probably say salad (he’s lying)

auri introduced him to pizza and he’s hooked

fav is margarita bc he likes to pretend that the basil add some nutritional value

auri

SOUPPP SOUP SOUP

ugh i just need her to curl up with a good book and music and a bowl of soup she deserves it

literally any kind of soup as long as its hot n served with some kinda bread

loves chicken noodle/irish stew/really heavy soups like that bc it reminds her of what her mom used to cook

also egg drop soup, oxtail, lanzhou beef noodles, all the stuff her dad used to make

give her a mug of chicken noodle and some sourdough and she’ll literally love you forever.

its canon from aurora rising that she likes spicy food so i know she loads allll her food up with spice

everyone’s learned to not ask for a bite of her soup if they dont need to give their sinuses a deep cleanse

ty was the first to learn the hard way, snuck a sip of her food secretly and 2 minutes later was curled up on the floor with a box of tissues and a jug of milk

“ty are you cryin-” “IM NOT CRYING SHUT UP MY EYES ARE WATERING”

again, he’s not a big seasoning guy

Scar

any kind of pasta

she got really into making fresh pasta during the academy, bc she obviously needed a hobby to fill up all the time she spent not studying

is lwky a pasta prodigy can lecture you on any type of pasta

her favorite kind is fusilli (“because it’s extra, like me!”)

also a pesto fanatic

goes vegan at least 4 times each year

her current record is 2 weeks

sweet treats!!

fav cake is tirmisu

can always be trusted to have a snack tucked away in her bag

Fin

survives off energy drinks and caf, you wouldn’t really call him a foodie

that being said, he’s a sucker for a good sandwich

clean, compact, won’t get into his suit, tastes good, sandwiches check off all necessary boxes

would sell his suit for a good turkey panini

took him a while to get used to terran food but he is now a confirmed fan

with that being said he cannot cook

once set off the fire alarms across the entire academy after forgetting about a baguette he had toasting in the kitchen

i feel like he'd also be straegly obbsessed with random terran snacks like goldfish and graham crackers

is a FIEND for those yougurt chew things that are for babies

"fin, two go-gurts and a family sized bag of chex mix is not a well-rounded dinner"

looooves those nerd gummy clusters

to be completely honest he'll eat literally anything if he's hungry enough

as previously stated i need to get on my academic grind so ill be completing everyone else soon, just wanted to get this out bc i havent posted in a while

this was so much fun to do, thanks again to @auroracycle-enjoyerfor the ask!

#aurora cycle #aurora burning #hcs #aurora jie lin omalley #tyler jones #scarlett jones #finian de karran de seel

[thelorekeepersblog]

Tyler: Gentle reminder not to eat too much candy before bed.

Fin: No.

Tyler: This was a gentle reminder, yet your words of defiance brings me ungodly amounts of rage.

Zila: *Word

Tyler: I want nothing more than to uppercut you directly to heaven’s front door.

#aurora rising #tyler jones #not my quote #finian de karran de seel #finian de seel #zila madran

[what-life-im-a-fangirl]

Tyler: Okay, I've left instructions for everyone for while I'm gone. Fin: Mine just says "Finian no" Tyler: I want you to apply it to every possible situation.

#incorrect aurora cycle quotes #incorrect squad 312 quotes #squad 312 #aurora rising #aurora burning #aurora's end #aurora cycle #tyler jones #finian de karran de seel #finian de seel #aurora academy #aurora legion

[safirefire]

Admiral Adams and Battle Leader de Stoy: We have left you gifts that will be vital to your survival

Finian de Seel:

#the aurora cycle #aurora burning #finian de seel #finian de karran de seel #squad 312 #the aurora cycle spoilers

[multiverselibrarian]

(Comment any memes you want me to put on his little holo screen)

Purple speech bubbles were originally gonna be for Zila, but could honestly fit Kal, Saedii, or Nari Kim too.

Anyways here’s my all time fav, it’s sacrilegious how little I draw him.

#aurora burning #lgbtq #books #aurora rising #auroras end #finian de seel #finian de karran de seel #squad 312 #book fanart #fanart #Aurora rising fanart #Aurora rising meme #book meme #meme fanart

[auroracycle-enjoyer]

Do you think any of the squad would have any kids? If so, how many?

alr here we goooo

tydii: obviously they canonically have lae in the Bad Universe, and they probably have her in the good universe too. I have a Lot of opinions about Saedii and her relationships with her parents, but i'll spare y'all (unles you really want to hear it 👀 then hmu) i hc syldrathi culture as focusing really intensely on the nuclear family (no big family reunions or whatever) so she really just starts fixating on Lae, and on Lae having the best possible most supportive childhood, to the point where she and Tyler don't even really think about having another kid until Lae's in her twenties. i go back and forth on whether or not they do - i think it all depends on Lae's relationship with her parents as an adult, but they probably have a son when she's like 19, and he's endlessly babied by the rest of the squadfam. like all things, though, tydii attacks parenting like the powerhouse they are. they probably have spreadsheets for everything. fuckin nerds.

aurikal: they have like three ish children. we see in the books that Kal idolizes his mother, and we know Auri had a little sister. Ergo: aurikal parents. i forget who i'm stealing this from (I think it's @saedii-gilwraeth-simp? but I can't find the post) but they totally name one kid Evaa-Callie. my addition: when she's like three weeks old it becomes increasingly evident that it is in fact Incredibly Awkward to name your kid after a dead planet, so they wind up shortening it to Evalie. she TOTALLY becomes a musician (kinda like AURORA in our world? she probably just goes by EVALIE). aurikal probably adopts a kid too - maybe the kid of someone Kal knows? anyway hes either an author or a scientist, in general he does nerdy things. there's also that one daughter who winds up becoming an expert handler for a species of syldrathi mammals used historically in battle but nowadays as guard dogs or service animals. she really bonds with her baby girl, named Seredii, which literally just means "Muscles", this is like naming a pitbull "Brutus", this is the Most Stereotypical name ever, her siblings tease her Endlessly.

finlett: i feel like they don't have kids? they're too busy being awesome and they both have issues with the parenting they got growing up, so there might be a lil insecurity there as well? anyway they turn into the Number One fun aunt and uncle and they spoil the tydii and aurikal kids endlessly.

zinari: Zila can't find Magellan's actual code, protected by layers and layers of encryption, so she has to make him again from scratch. (She realizes at the end of the process that the was to stop herself from making a time paradox - if Zila copied it, where did she get it from? she encrypts the code she writes so tightly she knows no one, not even Fin, could decrypt it.) This takes Many Many iterations of prototype AI's with VERY distinct personalities. Nari feels bad for the programs to be stuck in the cloud and puts them into robots, and Zila sees no issue with this. End result: they have 15-20 robot pseudo-children Magellan prototypes, all named after different explorers. (unpopular opinion but idk if zila would be a good parent but nari deserves kids so here is the solution)

DAMN i had no idea that would get this long ! hmu for elaboration on any part of this 🙏

#the aurora cycle #kal gilwraeth #aurora o'malley #saedii gilwraeth #tyler jones #the aurikal kids #the tydii kids #scarlett jones #finian de karran de seel #zila madran #nari kim #zinari's robot horde #oh yeah lae is a pilot too #that's a thing

[zila-madran-unnofficial]

Tyler: my faith is called the universal faith because it is followed by all the religious people Finian: Ty and i are the only religious ones on the squad Cat: crazy how there's only 1 religion nowadays but that's just the way it is kal and the rest of all syldrathi, blatantly having a different religion:

#like srsly #are they trying to claim its not a religion?! #it incorporates blief in life after death #the way the universe started and will end #waywalkers are described as MYSTICS #who study the void and work in TEMPLES #aurora cycle #aurora burning #kaliis gilwraeth #tyler jones #finian de karran de seel #catherine brannock

[saedii-gilwraeth-simp]

*pushes memes towards you as an apology for being MIA*

#aurora cycle #saedii gilwraeth #tyler jones #kal gilwraeth #zila madran #auri o'malley #nari kim #scarlett jones #finian de karran de seel

[gergthecat]

Legacy CH 1 - Lae POV

My alarm is blaring; my head is throbbing, and I can’t find my academy jacket. I’m glad that I set my alarm to four AM, because there is no way I’d make my morning flight call otherwise. I find my jacket on top of my hamper lid in my bathroom, and I pop a few painkillers before heading into the kitchen for breakfast. My dad is humming along to “I Wanna Lick Ya (Lollipop)” and my mom seems to be rolling her eyes out of her head.

“Do you really think that’s appropriate for a father to sing in front of his child?” I say as I slide past him to the fridge.

“Hmm,” I realize my mistake a second too late, “I wouldn’t know. Saeds?”

“Do not involve me.” 

Dad constantly tells me about his father, a stark contrast to the menacing silence that falls whenever I mention my mom’s. I suppose it is a touchy subject, especially because she betrayed him just to be with my dad, though I don’t blame her. All I really know about him is what articles and books I’ve found online, which mostly detail him as a genocidal kink in the ribbon that is Syldrathi history. Not an easy dinner topic. 

With my golden braids slashing behind my back, I snatch a yogurt cup from the fridge's top shelf and race out the door.

Dad yells from behind me, “Fly safely!” 

I roll my eyes. When I chose the Ace path, I thought my dad would be disappointed that I wasn’t following in his footsteps, but he was weirdly happy about it. I’ve asked him dozens of times, and each was dismissed with a different nonsense answer. Mom seems to know, too, though she obviously doesn't like it--one of their many secrets.

I bolt down the Legion halls, taking the same swift turns I’ve been doing my entire life. Just as her door comes into view, Evalie quietly slips out of her home, brandishing her signature Brain Jacket. She turns to me, tucking her bobbed silver hair behind her round ears as she links her arm through mine.

As we walk, she starts with the usual spiel, “Cuz, you’ve got to let me give you a makeover; at least pierce your ears.”

Evalie takes after our Aunt Scar in that when she sees someone needing fixing, she won’t let it go until they yield. I’ve accepted that I inherited my Dad’s signature lack of pizzaz, yet she never has, and it’s led to a decent catalog of skirmishes in the Legion’s battle sims.

“I mean, look at you, you're gorgeous, you look like no other Syldrathi, like, ever, but you are utterly boring.”

“Maybe I like being boring! It’s inconspicuous.”

 One thing I did not inherit from my dad, however, was the ability to look pedestrian. On the surface, he seems like every blond Terran ever, save for his eye. If I can reduce my likelihood of being recognized by simply being plain, I’m doing it.

“Yeah, I’m sure Uncle Ty was super apprehensive about being inconspicuous as he was courting Saedii.”

I roll my eyes. My parents are weird.

We slow down in front of Dariel’s door, awaiting his orthodoxically prompt arrival. As we walk, arms bound at the elbow, he details his morning, both his parents half asleep on the couch when he began making breakfast. Dariel becomes more and more like Dad every day, though that is to be expected when he’s the only other Alpha that Dariel knows. 

The fork in the hall comes, and Dariel and Val turn left, leaving me to make my way to the flight sim hangar alone. The door guard greets me as usual, standing aside as the door slides open with a quiet whoosh. I strap into my jet and shoot off into my portion of vacuum. Watching the beginners in their Chimeras gives me deja vu, and perhaps recklessly, I shoot off into unregulated space, just as I used to do with Dad when I was a child. Being the child of a galactic chevalier and the scariest woman alive certainly has its perks when it comes to bending the rules, especially because when he was a youth (approximately one thousand years ago), he found Aunt Auri in a random hole and inadvertently saved everyone’s asses. 

I think of this as I glide through aerospace, leaving a clean trail of molten asteroid debris behind me, when my scanner picks up a mayday signal. I’ve answered a few before: all young Aces overestimating their competence in space unsullied by our cleaning bots, and change my direction to find them. As I get closer, the signal grows stronger until I can glimpse the outline on one of my twenty-seven screens. It doesn’t look like an academy ship, too angular and bulky, almost like one of the cargos. Only, we are hundreds of klicks away from any cargo port that I can think of; I used to wait by their huge viewing windows when my Dad still did fold-missions.

This ship is massive and looks as though it was constructed entirely with shrapnel and a few pieces of fold-grade platinum here and there, like one of the model ships that Uncle Fin and Valie used to make out of old tin cans and scrap metal when she was younger.

I ease up on the side as quietly as I can, now certain of what I’ve gotten myself into: looters, pirates, probably here to sell my own Legion-Class Chimera for some credits on Sempiternity and then bounce. I’ve never been there—Dad would have a heart attack—but from what I’ve heard from Uncle Kal and the academy’s safety lessons, the folk of Sempiternity are not the type of people with whom I want to engage.

As I’m reaching their port, I expect a few fighters to shoot out, readying my weapons launch for defense, but they never come. The signal just keeps blaring, red light flashing on the display without any means for me to understand what is actually happening.

Regaining my sense of the value of my life, I radio my dad, his face filling the screen in front of me just after the first ring.

“Hey Kiddo? What’s up?” His face betrays worry as he notices the glaringly obvious signs that I’ve done something inadvisable. I can feel it, too; the sweat on my face cools my cheeks, and I feel nauseated the same way I do before an important test.

“Something’s wrong,” I ramble as I attempt to make the most sense out of what I’ve seen, Dad’s eyebrows furrowing more and more throughout my recount.

“Sounds to me like pirates. Send me your location; I’ll be there soon,” I watch as he hurriedly alerts his legionnaires of my situation before ending the call. I drop a quick message his way:

DAD OF DADS

                  Just outside of reg territory, maybe 200klicks?

Ok, just told your mom, she said serves me right for letting you fly out there. Got back-up on the way. Sit tight.

    Only way I CAN sit in this effing shithole.

Don’t swear.

Whatever

Against my better judgment, I decide to get closer. The more I look at this thing, the closer I feel to the realization that something is seriously weird here. The engines are off, and through the plexiglass window, I can see a chaotic display of overturned furniture and smoldering metal. The reason this hunk of metal looks so battered is because it’s taken a serious beating. Looks like the type of vacuum missiles that the ATF uses, which only does to worsen the churning in my stomach. Until, changing perspective, I see a pile of charred Syldrathi bodies. That does it for me, and I swiftly turn around, barely making it before I vomit my yogurt onto the shiny aluminum floor. Their necks are slit just below the chin, and fairly deeply, causing the gaping holes in their bodies to resemble mouths, wide open. 

I don’t know how long I’ve been shaking before I hear the docking request alert and see my dad’s flight number. With a shaky hand, I press the accept button and watch through the cams as he pulls in, two smaller ships behind him. As I stare at the open docking doors, the images of all those people flash in my head, necks agape and covered in caked deep purple blood.

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#fanfic #the aurora cycle #aurora rising #aurora burning #aurora's end #saedii gilwraeth #tyler jones #legacy by gergthecat #aurora jie lin o'malley #kaliis gilwraeth #scarlett jones #finian de karran de seel #lae gilwraeth jones #dariel jones de seel #evalie gilwraeth o’malley

[alystar00]

Finian: Good news, we saved our best idea for last!

Zila: If it’s our best idea, why did you leave it until last?

Finian: Because I didn’t know it was our best idea until our other ideas turned out to be terrible.

#aurora cycle #aurora rising #aurora burning #aurora's end #finian de karran de seel #finian #zila madran #zila

[lord-of-pterodactyls]

things my friends and i have heard/said as aurora cycle characters

Finian:

It’s not green it’s beige everything is beige the whole world is beige

Cat:

If I keep on dolphin kicking my tits will fall out

Auri:

My eyelashes are furry just feel then

Tyler:

Yeah I’m old you.. whippersnappers

Scar:

Kal:

Saedii:

Everything is a moose as far as I’m concerned.

Zila:

i literally have nothing for Zila she's smart and the only things my friends and i say or hear that we remember are all stupid.

Nari:

I will steal your Ryan Reynolds cards against humanity card

#aurora o'malley #aurora cycle incorrect quotes #kallis gilwraeth #zila madran #nari lastnamehere i cant remember what it is #aurora cycle #saedii gilwraeth #scarlett jones #finian de seel #fin de seel #finian de karran de seel #tyler jones #cat brannock #also just so you know those are my text conversations my brother and i were playing mario #and in the game i was using yoshi #and yoshi has no job