#stakarby

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Four ships for Ruby! Featuring characters from @messymusehub @cosmicnexus @sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins and @mageshot

#art #myart #photo #consistent art style? i enever heard of her #shipspo #stakarby #fall on saturn's rings #messymusehub #messymusehub stakar #cosmucnexus #sharp teeth and wide grins #sharp teeth and wide grins varric #mageshot #of all the things my hands have held

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@sidusimmussilus​ (is the best) sent:  23. our muses take a warm bath together

Nonverbal love || Still accepting ofc

It was getting cold again, as autumn drifted slowly into winter. It hadn’t snowed heavily yet, but you were a fool to go outside without three layers or more. Steam fogged up the windows above them, blocking out the world beyond as Ruby pulled the robe from her shoulders and slipped into the water besides Stakar. He might have rinsed off already, but she wasn’t about to let him go that easily.

Plus, her skin was cold to the touch. Ruby laughed openly when he hissed at the unexpected contact, but made up for it by kissing his neck and ear, all but draping herself over his shoulders, unable to stop from chuckling, even as her hands moved across his body. “It’s a little cold out,” she muttered, lips at the nape of his neck.

“No kidding.”

She laughed again, and leaned back just enough to reach for the body wash with one hand, the other still on his chest. The tub itself was large enough for them to comfortably sit together, but Ruby didn’t care much for all that extra space. As soon as she had a bit of soap in her palm, she tangled herself around Stakar all over again. 

“You stink.” He didn’t. The corners of her mouth crept up into a ridiculous grin, trying and failing to suppress a giggle. “You’re a dirty, dirty man, and you need -- you need to -- “ There was no helping it. She fell into laughter, hiding her face against Stakar’s shoulders, leaving the sentence unfinished. He probably got the idea without it.

#v: modern #stakarby #fall on saturn's rings #sidusimmussilus #thank u i really needed some fluf

[reedraws]

@shannonsketches pat-a-pat-a-pat-a-pat

#shannonsketches #ruby #stakar #stakarby #art

[archaeval]

Henlo miss ruby how is your hansum starship husband

ask about your muses || accepting || @messymusehub

“THERE ARE PLANETS MADE OF FIRE,” she answers with a rare, wistful grin reserved only for those quiet moments of stargazing, watching the cosmos move past at unbelievable speeds, yet appearing so slow as to be stationary. “Planets where it rains diamonds, and black holes so dense that galaxies circle them for eternity. There are clouds the size of solar systems made up of ethyl alcohol, and there are flowers.” 

Her voice nearly breaks at the beauty of it all. Here in her crystal-and-steel fortress in the middle of the stars, Ruby is so far from everything she knows. Rooms and floors and wings of memory banks don’t compare to the real thing. She’s sure of it. She yearns for it. “There is so much beauty. There is so much.” 

“He is bringing it to me, slowly. He brings me gifts from places I will never go. Books, music, flowers...” She looks out the glass window, across the miles to her arboretum, a small, verdant room amongst all the metal. “He brings me flowers. What else is there to say?”

#ask #anonymous #messymusehub #stakarby #i love them your honor.....i cry over them your honor #v: cyborg #stakar #text post

[archaeval]

@messymusehub​ for stakar

STARS DRIFT SLOWLY AROUND THE STATION, changing slowly over the eons. She’s been here almost as long as the ships have, with their shimmering solar sails, their elegant radiation-shielded design. The station mistress herself, half-bionic with those extra brass arms hidden under her coat, was as much a part of this place as the pneumatic tubes, sending packages and schedules around the different floors, or out into the cosmos with their tiny boosters, rocketing away to distant stars. It was slow going, but one couldn’t deny the charm of a hand-written letter delivered to your doorstep.

She missed nothing -- not even a star ship docking on the back end of the station without so much as a by-your-leave. If she didn’t know better, she would guess that someone was trying to sneak in.

Her heels clicked, bustle skirts hissing as she crossed the shining floors, down to the dock where the ship stood proud, the crew slowly unloading themselves. There were pubs and shops aplenty at her station, but Ruby had no interest in letting ruffians wander about like they own the place. “Evening,” she said, approaching the man who looked the most in charge. “I wasn’t told there’d be anyone coming in today.” Polite as she sounded, her expression made clear that this was a scolding.

There were no shirking the rules here. Spots had to be reserved at least five minutes before docking, and there was to be no illicit trading within a lightyear of the station. They looked the type who would need the reminder, she thought unkindly, but Ruby had never been known to be kind. “I’ll be needing a name, please.”

#messymusehub #messymusehub stakar #stakarby #v: space station

[changeling-mama]

rumor has it you're crushin on a human

She snickered. “It’s usually the other way around, darling. You really think I’d be interested in someone a thousand years younger than me?” Least of all someone who taught history at Arcadia’s local college, with a little girl about Jane’s age, and the sweetest crooked smile she had ever seen.

#answered meme #fghjk #shannon is it time to start reblogging some of the stakarby arts is it #Anonymous #Ask

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Mom 2: Electric Boogaloo, dad says I can't invite myself to sleep overs but he gets to sleep over here with you and Jane all the time and I have NEVER see him ask. Can you please tell him he's wrong and I am right always?

Send in Anons as Ruby’s Child || SUPER accepting || @censorydepravation I am LIVING

Jesus Christ. Tara was the most precocious, most endearing, most adorable little girl in the world. (Well, second to Jane, anyway, but don’t tell Tara that.) Ruby couldn’t help but laugh at it all, and kneels down to kiss her forehead, and then ruffle her hair. “Firstly, you are never allowed to call me anything other than that again. Do not forget it. Secondly,” at this her smile softens, “your dad is invited each time he stays over. It’s not fair to you, I know, but he’s also very good at getting up in the morning and going to work, even if he stays up late.

“So tell you what, if you can go an entire month getting up and ready for school, without any help or complaining -- and your dad agrees to it, of course -- then you can have more last-minute sleepover invitations.” She held out her pinkie finger. “Deal?”

#answered meme #tara #v: modern #v: domestic stakarby #Anonymous #Ask

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💕[logged back in just for this]

Kissing Symbols || Accepting! || @sidusimmussilus-archive // @censorydepravation

Send 💕for good night/morning kiss.

This was horrible. Whatever makeup she had on had been smeared from sleeping in it the night before, her hair wasn’t brushed and resembled a golden cloud more than hair, and her breath smelled like ... well, morning breath. And somehow he was lying there, awake enough to actually see her looking like this, and to smile at her the same way he had the night before. It was inconsiderate. Rude. He had no right.

“What are you looking at?” she challenged.

“Morning to you, too,” he answered, and she wrinkled her nose.

“Your breath stinks.”

“Yours is worse.”

Horrible. The worst. She was going to make him regret that, maybe. Maybe...maybe later.

She sat up, and kissed him. It tasted almost as bad as she expected it, but he didn’t seem to mind at all.

#sidusimmusilus #sidusimmussilus-archive #Ask #v: domestic stakarby #v: modern #answered meme #gross i love them

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Maman, can we live on the farm with my friend? He makes you laugh and he says boys are allowed to be princesses.

Send in Anons as Ruby’s Child || SUPER accepting || @censorydepravation​

Isa hesitated. She still had a great amount of pain where Stakar was concerned, and she still wasn’t sure she was glad he was back in her life. Everything was in order with Roger. Everything made sense, and they’d all be well provided for no matter how well Isa did or didn’t do in her own job. But...

It was hard to forget how easy it was for Stakar to get under her skin. How he could just exist, and everything seemed a little warmer in the world. “Everyone is allowed to be a princess, Bonbon.” That much was true, regardless of what safe, sturdy Roger said. He wasn’t as good with children as Stakar, of course, but he was part of the plan. She couldn’t deviate from it now. 

“But we have our home up in New York. You have your school, and I have my job. We can’t just toss it all out because of one man, can we? Remember what I’m always saying to you?” She squeezed Jane’s hands with a grin that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Don’t let a man change how you live your life.” Even if it was more than just a man. It was the farm, it was the slow-paced life that came with it. The dog, the temperate winters, the...the joy Stakar brought with him. Jane’s joy. 

Isabeau’s joy.

“I’m not saying he can’t be his friend. Remember that, though. I’ll teach you how to address a letter or write an email before we leave, and you two will be the best of pen pals.”

#anyway jane 100% got the name bobon bc when she was a wee tyke isa found her stuffing her face #just COVERED in half melted chocolates and bonbons #answered meme #v: domestic stakarby #jane #v: modern #Anonymous #Ask

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Maman my knight helmet broke, does that mean I can't be a knight anymore?

Send in Anons as Ruby’s Child || SUPER accepting || @censorydepravation​

“Can’t be a knight? Jane, what are you talking about?” She pulled the girl in close and squeezed tight. “Armor is meant to protect you from injury, but it’s not invulnerable.” She’d never let anything get in the way of Jane’s playing pretend -- least of all a broken bit of plastic. “All knights who’ve been in battle need to care for their armor, and plenty of them have to get it replaced now and then.” 

“Come on, bonbon.” Ruby stood up, standing heroically. Melodrama was best in these situations, after all. “Let’s go get you a proper helmet.”

#answered meme #v: modern #jane #v: domestic stakarby #censorydepravation #Anonymous #Ask

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Mooooooom we washed Beans in the bathtub and now the bath is the color of beans

Send in Anons as Ruby’s Child || SUPER accepting 

Oh, damn. Well, update the calendar. Number of days since last Beans incident: zero. Updog still held the record with a strong twenty-three, and the children collectively holding the fort in dead last at three. Tops.

But she couldn’t get angry if this was an honest mistake, and held back a frustrated sigh. “You’re supposed to hose him off outside first, Bonbon. Did you do that, or will we be hosing down the bathtub for an hour now, too?”

#Anonymous #Ask #answered meme #v: modern #fall on saturn's rings #only one person knows abut beans the dog #and i love them a lot #censorydepravation #v: domestic stakarby

[intoxicatiing]

21. …on a place of insecurity.

Fifty Days to Kiss Someone || Accepting! || @sidusimmussilus

Ruby woke up alone. She reached an arm out without thinking, but the other side of the bed was cool to the touch. Empty. She opened her eyes to the empty room, the bedsheets thrown back, one pillow askew. She was cold.

A small burst of adrenaline woke her up more fully, and she sat up, looking through the dark room, instinct coming before logic. He left her, he was alone, he was hurt...

He was fine, she reminded herself, trying to calm down quickly

Stakar would be out on the balcony, smoking most likely. The cool night air grounded him, just like it did for her. And while there was a chance he’d come back to bed soon, she didn’t want to wait. The bed was too large without him. So she sat up, pushing her hair back out of her face, and threw a loose shirt on as she made her way out to him. 

The air was bracing, goosebumps peppering her skin, and she hadn’t grabbed anything for her feet. But, wordlessly, she pulled him close, arms around his chest, and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. She could feel the scarred skin beneath her lips, half expected him to flinch and pull away. 

But she was here for him regardless, ready to stay here holding him, as long as he needed her here. Stakar would tell her what was wrong, or he wouldn’t. He would pull her around to look at her, or he wouldn’t. Whatever he needed her to do.

#answered meme #v: modern #fall on saturn's rings #domestic stakarby!!!!! #sidusimmussilus #Ask

[changeling-mama]

[ Came because your OC’s one verse’s backstory lined up with an obscure headcanon I had for my muse and stayed because three fandoms later you ( and Ruby and Jane and Cassie and Polly and Kee ) are still Superstars and I Love You and I Love Your Frogs ]

Bro that’s cheating we’ve known each other forever but I love you a lot 💛💛 and all your hyperfixatiobs and fandoms !!

Also I still can’t believe how stakarby happened it’s my favorite ship ever

#ooc #ask #strickjagger