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🩵☁️ ( ♯ singofus ) 🦋💭
──── the soft-eyed king of slumber ﹠ hawk-eyed queen of subliminal ────
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how can i be so delusional but so logical at the same time. duality.
upon more thought , what if her father was an anachronastic quic.ksilver-esque character . someone who was on a mission through time , stopped to mess around , and accidentally made a child with someone who would later join the brotherhood with ma.gneto . maybe the character only seems fast , but he's really bending time ? small wormholes just for him to mess around with ?
her mother's telepathy was strongest with animals and illusions ; she specialized in making people firmly believe they were animals , down to movements , habits , and mannerisms . maybe she's more powerful if she uses a particular plant that allows her to manipulate reality ; literally turning people into animals .
this would give maggie the softball set up to be connected to portals & travel ( through her father ) + illusions & substance use ( through her mother ) .
high key thinking about giving maggie a mut.ant ver.se / gen. superpow.ered ver.se
@singofus asked : Kal is grinning from ear to ear and comes in with a cake box that's clumsily tied with a bow. He is just a tad high but just so excited. "Mom! I made you this." He holds the box out. Inside is a handmade chocolate cake with lots of chocolate icing and the words 'best mom in the universe' on it. Universe curving around the edge of the cake to fit, clearly he underestimated how much space it would take up. ⇢ magissa ﹠ kaluciyo
the midnight diner , 21xx .
maggie looks up as her youngest crashes through the kitchen revolving door , simultaneously delicately holding something . her heart warms at the playful swirling nature of his aura . she lets hers bloom and swirl in tandem , the equivalent of cupping his cheeks as she looks down at the cake .
she puts both her hands over her chest , looking up at kal with nothing short of love and gratitude .
“ is this what you were doing in the kitchen that required me to leave ? “ she asks , gently taking the cake from him and setting it on the counter . ” this is lovely kali-boy , thank you . shall we have some ? "
she may be already planning a treat basket in return for him .
assorted bits and bobs of maggie's ✨ star wars verse ✨ :
her father was a human smuggler; her mother was a human force sensitive princess from an aquatic planet, left to her own devices on a "peaceful" moon orbiting her home planet (it was a prison and her mother was the one in charge of it, loosely, while also being locked there herself)
their affair was quick and messy, her father only periodically stopping through on his ways to and from various far more exciting places
her mother was never trained by the jedi or sith, instead self-training in her own blend of light and dark sides, though her favored method of punishment for political prisoners isolated on her moon influenced her further towards the dark side
maggie, for better or for worse, was also force sensitive, and learned of the force through her mother's teachings, though she was far more inclined to embrace the full spectrum of attitudes through the force than her mother
by the time the conflict between the separatists and republic grew to full blown war, maggie had left the moon she'd been raised on and instead found herself in a much bigger pond
her dabbling in the darker side of the force marked her with her mother's iconic yellow eyes (though her sclera remained white) which she covered with a mask and visor, fashioned in a parallel fashion to the clones helmets
her preferred weapons are distance, information, and the force itself, though she is quite lethal with a blade (she loves her vibroknife) and though she doesn't have a lightsaber of her own, if she were to come into possession, bond with, and wield one, it would turn white over time
in all of her different eras, she struggles to balance her place in the force, especially when she sees how others with this ability are using it. neither the jedi nor the sith look particularly appealing, so she hides herself (as best she can) from both.
in the clone wars, she focused on familiarizing herself with her father's handiwork from a distance, using his networks to establish her own, interconnected and interwoven with the smuggling rings throughout the galaxies. an independent entity, she made her coin through racing, pleasure, and information smuggling (20-23 yrs)
in the age of the empire/post-order 66, she stepped as far out of empire control as possible, without allying herself with the rebel forces outright, though assisting them in exchange for temporary protection when the empire upped the hunt for force sensitive adults who escaped the previous purges/collections (23-47 yrs)
in the age of the new republic, maggie has leaned hard into replicating her father's smuggling of goods and information, seeking her own power and security in the vacuum left behind, as tales of force sensitive users become stories of a distant past (separate timeline OR 47+ yrs, depending on vibes)
↪ ✧ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐋 ( based on the oracle deck created by fez inkwright. each card represents an archetypal 'character' who resides in the citadel. send these as prompts for inspiring starters , or use them for drabbles ! feel free to combine prompts where desired . SEND A " ✧ " FOR RECIEVER TO RANDOMIZE A CARD ! )
𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 , - the aspirant : ambition, diligence, setbacks. - the assassin : ruthlessness, conviction. - the catalyst : radical changes, taking control. - the diviner : divine timing, evaluation. - the fate : accepting help, guidance. - the founder : foundations, community. - the heir : unseen potential, hesitation. - the hound : loyalty, chains, promises. - the king : control, reversal of fortune. - the poet : relationships, vulnerability. - the queen : determination, sacrifice. - the sleeper : cause and effect, clarity. - the spymaster : knowledge, distrust. - the waker : awareness, reflection. - the wise one : tradition, order.
𝐈𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 , - the acolyte : new projects, learning. - the alchemist : balance, invention, destruction. - the archer : biding your time, planning ahead. - the astronomer : discovery, augury. - the captain : taking command, teamwork. - the cartographer : a crossroads, exploration. - the champion : achievement, downfall. - the enchanter : deception, trickery. - the guide : inheritance, correction. - the orator : communication, confidence. - the patron : mentorship, finances. - the priest : perseverance, faith. - the scholar : investigation, research. - the sentinel : determination, certainty. - the warrior : perfectionism, burnout.
𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐃 , - the botanist : parenthood, legacy. - the forgotten : missed opportunities, fear of failure. - the gambler : loss, risks. - the hunter : surefootedness , predestination. - the merchant : self-worth, trade. - the miser : stubbornness, inflexibility. - the muse : generosity, naivety. - the pathless : difficult decisions, lack of direction. - the pilgrim : opportunities, growth. - the sailor : new influences, wanderlust. - the shepherd : celebration, family. - the smith : overthinking, taking action. - the thief : seizing the moment, selfishness. - the vengeance : overcoming sleights, a choice. - the walker : the unknown, the journey.
𝐈𝐕. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐄 , - the adventurer : responsibility, expectations. - the brawler : lack of empathy, confrontation. - the chiromancer : delivering news, collaboration. - the dancer : self-expression, strength. - the herald : small regrets, longing. - the mascareri : hiding your true self, projection. - the musician : inspiration, gratitude. - the painter : productivity, creation. - the puppeteer : explanations, apologies. - the runaway : secrets, running away from problems. - the storyteller : viewpoints, control. - the tailor : attention to detail, pride. - the twins : self-protection, dual natures. - the weaver : rediscovery, transition. - the witch : experimentation, rebellion.