#brannas

[recovering-vamp]

[southernbaphomet]

i made brandy a butch bf. his name is anna

[revi-eve]

dont let me in your home because you will catch me looking at your feet :3

[shannaraisles]

While You Were Sleeping - Chapter Three

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Excerpt:

“I’m not engaged,” Inara insisted. “I’ve never even spoken to the man!”

“But downstairs, you said ...” Bethany’s frown went from confused to mildly censuring. “You said you were going to marry him.”

Inara’s mouth dropped open. She couldn’t deny that, she had said it. She just hadn’t expected anyone else to hear it, much less take her literally.

“Oh, nugstuffers .. I was talking to myself,” she admitted, running a hand through her hair once again.

Bethany winced in understanding.

“Well, next time you’re talking to yourself,” she suggested, “tell yourself you’re single and end the conversation.”

[xkilljxy]

@xavecamour​ (arkie); Branna’s office

[ SMILE ] : sender begins to grin at something the receiver is saying, like a big unstoppable grin.

“-- And then here is where I was thinking for the workshop, still attached to the main house, but with an entrance from the outside so that you could get in and out easily, and--” Branna glanced up from the blueprints spread across her desk, blinking at bit at the smile on his face, so wide and happy that it knocked the breath from her for a moment. “Why are you smiling like that?” Even though she asked the question, even her own face had broken into a smile to match, almost unable to stop herself.

[strifestriken]

where; the sisterhood with; @xkilljxy​ | branna

“hey. real question-” strife approached with somewhat hesitant trepidation written across her face. it was clear, however, that she was not asking permission. “do you want to go home with me and potentially rob a grave?”

[luxmaeastra]

Violet looked over Spring in growing horror.

"Dain? Liriope -"

"They're gone."

Cardan stood in the ashes of the home. The blood pooling at his feet. He stared dead eyed at the wall. Moving in jerky fits to grab Rowan from the corner. The boy was shaking, staring at the bodies of his parents.

Mab and Grimsen has worked hard to fight them off. But Night hadn't stopped, slaughtering everyone from nobles to staff.

Cardan shoved Rowan into Jack's arms. The male stumbled back, grip tightening as Rowan began to wail.

Cardan turned those eyes to Violet.

"You know Amarantha right? Tell her Elizaveta was killed. Tell - tell her she tried to help, to - Endymion and she did everything they could. Rhysand still slaugthered them."

Cardan twitched, staring at his hands, slowly sinking to his knees.

"If - tell Branna I can't -"

"And you won't tell anyone these things why Tamlin?"

Cardan stared at Jack, blinking at the childhood nickname. He'd looked up to the both of them as a child. He began to shake, focusing on Rowan.

"Because I will not survive this Jack. Rowan is the future of Spring. I can't -"

//For Mor and Branna? And Violet??//

This was ridiculous, he was being ridiculous. Violet huffed as she moved towards him, her hand reaching out and catching him by his shirt so he would look at her. He was giving up, he was allowing them to win by giving up.

"We won't tell Branna anything, you will tell her yourself. You will survive this, and you will stand on your own two feet," she snapped. "Rowan may be the future of Spring, but you can't abandon him. You are still giving them the power, you're letting them win!"

[siderealxmelody]

Branna ❤️‍🔥

@starlsssankt

@luxmaeastra

[rainwolfheart]

i had started a little non-canon branna/krem fic a while back and i picked it up again and oh man. oh boy. i might make this at least a little bit canon.

at least for most of inquisition, i think krem is a good choice for a secondary partner for branna. he's not looking for something long-term and is just kinda there for a good time and to get paid yknow? and branna is super chill about krem's dysphoria hang-ups. (i feel bad projecting that mostly on krem but he's the only transmasc i write about who isn't on magical hormones so he gets to be the outlet...) they start as just a hookup between friends but then krem asks her on an actual date and she immediately catches feelings.

now the question is: do they break up when branna moves to val royeaux or do they just become ldr? part of me wants them to break up bc i never write breakups and they'd be mature about it, but the reason i never write breakups is bc i'm a romantic and this is about me writing stuff i enjoy lol

[hauntedscreams]

@xkilljxy

[recovering-vamp]

[cutepotatook]

Hello!! I'm Branna. Nice to meet you!! I love your art and blog it's amazing Starry. What is your sona's name the one in the Wally collab just curious.

Hi, Branna! It's so nice to meet you too!! Thank you, I appreciate your kind words and I'm glad you like this little corner of mine :D

Her name is Sunny Hun, she is silly little puppet lady Fun fact about her: I named her Sunny even before I found out that Clown had a character named Sunny, who was later removed from the story So well since Sunny doesn't actually exist, I didn't change it

Oh and by the way there's my little comment in the guestbook :)

[shannaraisles]

While You Were Sleeping - Chapter Two

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Excerpt:

“How did this happen?” the father interrupted before any answer could be given.

At this, the doctor hesitated, glancing toward Inara. Her heart sank, but he was right - she was the only one who could tell them exactly what had happened. Gathering her courage, she straightened her shoulders, unable to keep from fidgeting with the sleeve of her sweater. 

“Um ... he was, uh, pushed from the platform at the train station,” she offered, her voice very quiet in the sudden stillness as all eyes turned to her. 

“Who’s she?” the father asked, looking around at his family, who were obviously all as perplexed as he was.

Then Bethany, the helpful nurse who had done so much good for Inara today, opened her mouth and said something totally unexpected.

“She’s his fiancee.”

[xkilljxy]

branna & vareena ( @xavecamour); aftermath

Where was she? Her chest hurt, her arm hurt, her head was screaming, pounding, sharp and shrill and blinding. She managed to blink her eyes open only to close them again just as quickly. She couldn’t move, but heard approaching footsteps and tensed a little. Bad move, as it made her already painful body seize up more. “Just leave me here to die, I don’t think I can move.”

[dystopicjumpsuit]

OC Sunday: Mic Dhorhil, the grumpiest bartender on Coruscant

A jaded Devaronian bartender with a complicated relationship to the Pyke syndicate. He absolutely judges your drink order. Don’t be fooled by his sardonic and guarded exterior: he might keep a slugthrower behind the bar (just in case), but he feeds the stray tooka who lives in the alley behind 79’s every night after he closes.

The face of a man who just had to clean up the used condoms from the floor of the refreshers at 79's. He is begging people, for the love of the Force, to use the trash compactor. Art by me 🩵

More info below the cut! Content warning for non-descriptive violence.

Overview

Name: Mic Dhorhil (pronounced Mick like Jagger, not like two turntables and a microphone) Birth year/age: 51 BBY (32 at end of the Clone Wars) Species: Devaronian Pronouns: he/him Orientation: bi/pan Home planet: Oba Diah Current location: Coruscant Occupation: grumpiest bartender on Coruscant; babysitter of one (1) pain in the ass Zabrak who is definitely old enough to know better Affiliation: 79’s bar Alignment: chaotic neutral Family: Branna Dhorhil (mother), Mhorig Durand (father, estranged), Oisin and Draig (family of the heart)

Physical characteristics

Height: 6’4”/193cm without the horns Eyes: amber Hair: bald Skin: green Tattoos/piercings/identifying marks: facial and ear piercings (and one more—can you guess?); tattoos on arms, back, and chest; significant scarring on face and body

Personal history: 

Mic was born and raised on Oba Diah, the son of single mom Branna Dhorhil. He never met his father, and Branna never talked about him. When Mic started secondary school, he met Draig, the young Zabrak who would become his lifelong best friend. Draig was small for his age, and he had lost his mother very suddenly only a few months before. Because of this, an older bully made the mistake of thinking he would be an easy target. Unfortunately for the bully, Mic was not small for his age. He stepped in and kicked the bully’s ass, with the result that both Mic and Draig were suspended.

Draig was distraught at the prospect of having to tell his father, Oisin, what had happened, when Oisin was already dealing with so much following the death of his wife. Branna was working the night shift at the time, so she was home. She recognized Draig immediately, as she worked with Oisin at the Oba Diah spaceport. She patched up the boys and got them a snack, then commed Oisin to explain what had happened. Oisin came to collect Draig, and they both stayed for dinner.

From that point on, the boys were inseparable, and the Dhorhil house was basically Draig’s second home. They formed a short-lived punk band, The Horny Devils, which played shows in Oisin’s garage once a week for their legions of adoring fan (it was Branna. Branna was their legions of adoring fan).

When Mic and Draig were in their second year of secondary school, Oisin collapsed at work. He was diagnosed with an aggressive illness, and the treatment was prohibitively expensive due to the Pyke syndicate’s monopoly on all medical goods and supplies on Oba Diah. The boys, being enterprising teens with endless self-confidence and very little impulse control, hatched a plan to break into the Pyke compound and steal the medication.

It did not go well.

They made it out, barely. They managed to get the medication and take it to Oisin, but unfortunately, they also got caught on security holovids. The Pykes, being the Pykes, didn’t take too kindly to being robbed by a couple of punk kids, and they put a bounty on both boys. The first hunter that found them cornered them in the Dhorhils’ home. Draig lost an eye to the hunter’s vibroblade before Branna managed to disarm and kill the bounty hunter with his own knife. 

They fled Oba Diah that night. Branna smuggled Oisin and the boys into the Oba Diah spaceport and stole a shuttle, then took them all to Coruscant to disappear and start over in the lower levels. Branna never told Oisin or the boys what she did to smooth things over with the Pykes, but eventually, the bounty was lifted. Nevertheless, Mic and Draig continued to give the Pykes a wide berth.

Mic started working as a busboy to help Branna while they struggled financially. Eventually, he worked his way up to become a bartender, crafting cocktails in some of the hottest bars in the upper levels. He dreamed of starting his own traditional Devaronian pub, and to help save money for that goal, he started working the closing shift at 79’s every night after he finished up at his regular job. Eventually, he scraped together the funds to start his own place in the Entertainment District, but he continued to work the closing shift at 79’s to make ends meet. 

Personality:

In the dictionary, next to the definition of “done,” you will find the above holo of Mic. That being said, he has a spectacularly long fuse. He doesn’t tolerate harassment or bullies, and the fastest way to find out what he looks like when he’s annoyed is to fuck with his customers, coworkers, or family (and he includes Oisin and Draig in that category). He’s reserved and quiet, but he has a wicked sense of humor, if you’re lucky enough to be able to overhear his commentary. 

He has Opinions™ about certain drinks, and he might not say them out loud, but you can feel the judgment if you come in and order a Green Zygerrian (like he just keeps green cream on hand, what the kriff do you think this is, a dairy?).

Aside from his family, Mic tends to hold people at a distance. It takes a long time to gain his trust, and even longer for him to feel truly comfortable around someone. Having witnessed how his father’s absence impacted Branna, Mic is very, very guarded about romance. He needs to get to know someone very well and form a strong connection with them before he’ll consider getting physical. But once he’s in? He’s all in. No games, no messing around: he knows what he wants, and he’ll be very upfront about it. He just needs to be sure his prospective partner is on the same page before he lets himself get involved.

Due to his personal history with the crime syndicates (not to mention his family’s nebulous respect for the law), Mic has an innate distrust of authority in general and the police in particular. He keeps a low profile, but when the Corrie Guard comes to 79’s, he’s on full alert. Oddly enough, Commander Fox is one of his favorite customers. Maybe he feels a deep spiritual connection to the Mashal Commander’s exhausted ori’vod energy.

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[sapphicbookclub]

The Raven and the Banshee by Carolyn Elizabeth

It’s the early 1700’s and sixteen-year-old Julia Farrow, spirited daughter of a shipping company owner, lives and loves on her own terms. With a sharp mind and sharper tongue, she constantly defies family and society expectations with no regard for the consequences.

Branna Kelly, only child of an Irish immigrant sailor, is hopelessly in love with Julia and imagines their life together as captains of their own fate. Left brokenhearted after Julia’s rejection, she embarks on a journey to chart a new shipping route to the Caribbean. Before Julia can explain her decision, Branna’s ship is overrun by merciless pirates. All hands are presumed lost.

Fifteen years later, Julia is running the Farrow Company and sailing with the crew on her newest ship when an encounter with pirates leaves her the lone survivor to be rescued by the infamous Raven, hard-hearted captain of the mercenary ship, Banshee. Julia is shocked to discover her rescuer wears a familiar face.

Genres: historical, fantasy, romance

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