_________________________________ ❞𝓘... 𝓖𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓱𝓮 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓭, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽... ...𝓔𝔁𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓷❜𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓲𝓶...❞ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ⊚ 𝙰𝚒𝚍𝚘, 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚌 𝙾𝙲 ⊚ 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜/𝙱𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛/𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 ⊚ 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝟸 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 ⊚ 𝟷𝟾+ 𝙼𝚞𝚗 ⊚ 𝚂𝙵𝚆 _________________________________ 𝚁𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜/𝙸𝚗𝚏𝚘 ⇣ ↻ & ♡?

Grievous grunted at her comment that she didn’t think she was aligned with either side. It was rare, but not unheard of. Most felt pressured to be on one side or another depending on their own views or the allegiance of their planets, so wherever he was, Grievous was sceptical and alert. --->

Looking at the data padds behind him. Grievous huffed and squared his shoulders. "I am General Grievous, commander of the Separatist Droid Army. Who are you, and are you aligned with the Confederacy or the Republic?" His hand hovered over his blaster cautiously, fingers itching.

❞𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙏𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜...❞ → Yᴏᴜʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ɴᴇɪɢʙᴏᴜʀʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴏʀᴀʟ ᴀɴᴏᴍᴀʟʏ → Rᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴀᴄᴋᴋɴɪғᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴀʀᴍ's ᴡᴀʏ #StarTrekRP #LowerDecksRP #SciFiRP #MVRP ↻ & ♡? Iɴғᴏ ↓↓

// Qymaen jai Sheelal / Grievous back/origin story movie when? I have a mighty need.

Looking down at his cyborg legs, Grievious looked back up at Elsie. "Wellies? Those are swamp-proof boots correct? Would any even fit me? I'm kind of an odd shape."

"So you are telling me that I am forever more marked as a resident, that I will have swamp gunk in my joints forever? I suppose some would see this as fantastic."

"uh @cowardlygreaser.bsky.social ? How do I get Akiva out of my joints?"

"I need storage and display ideas for my collection."

// apologies for being absent and inactive for so long. Life and illness (and ironically a persistent cough) have sapped all my strength.

"Both a blessing and a curse. I itch for combat and am never opposed to adding a new saber to my collection." Splitting his arms in half. Grievous suddenly had four, each holding a different lightsaber. "You can never have too many."

Wraps his arms and cloak around @patronofthecarcass.bsky.social to snuggle her.

"Iғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴏᴜʀ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ────" 🌸🌺🌸 |[── ↻ & ♡? ──]| |[── I̦͇͎ɴ͎̺̙ғ͎͔̘ᴏ̫̝͕/̺̞̻R̪̙̟ᴜ̘͇̪ʟ̦͕̘ᴇ͇͉̟s̪̟͜ ⇣ ──]|

|| Have a casual Aella doodle :3 This place needs more Half-Life OCs ^^ 💚💚

In a rather affectionate mood, Grievous wraps his arms around @patronofthecarcass.bsky.social and hums happily.

Not minding her stare, Grievous continues his work for a while onger before turning to face her. "Like what you see, my heart?"

// apologies for being absent for a few days.

#GrievousHeadcanon Grievous does not like when @patronofthecarcass.bsky.social is on a mission without him. He will contact her frequently to make sure she's okay, and at the slightest hint of trouble would drop everything to rush to her side.

Grievous considered her question for a moment, looking at her with a metaphorical eyebrow raised. "Actually, I have never considered it. I am a product of war. I was born to war and I have given my life to war." There was an almost sad tone to his voice as he spoke. "I honestly don't know. You?"

Her questions caught him a little off guard. It wasn't everyday that someone asked about how he was feeling or what made him happy or his hobbies. "Well," he started. "Your view of the galaxy is refreshing. That makes me happy. As for hobbies...I collect lightsabers. What do you do?"

Trans people don't just deserve to exist. They deserve to flourish and live their best lives as their true selves. Pass it on. 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

For tonight’s #Non-PoliticalEyeBleach: I’ve been in a rut for quite a while, but despite decades of masking and coping with dark humor, It’s getting harder. Even if it doesn’t feel like it, someone cares about you. Hold on to whatever you need to keep going. Even if that’s an internet stranger.

At the confirmation that it was indeed a kyber crystal, Grievous’ eyes seemed to light up even further. “You acquired this for me? This is a rare treasure. With this, I could craft a custom lightsaber…thank you.” Gathering her in his arms, Grievous pulled her into a warm embrace.

"Iғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴏᴜʀ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ────" 🌸🌺🌸 |[── ↻ & ♡? ──]| |[── I̦͇͎ɴ͎̺̙ғ͎͔̘ᴏ̫̝͕/̺̞̻R̪̙̟ᴜ̘͇̪ʟ̦͕̘ᴇ͇͉̟s̪̟͜ ⇣ ──]| |[── #DestinyRP #D2RP ──]|

#GrievousHeadcanon Grievous finds any excuse he can to get closer to @patronofthecarcass.bsky.social, including lowering the temperature in a room so he can offer her his cloak for warmth.

// I'm having so many tingly Grievous feels today.

Taking the crystal, Grievous examined it curiously, humming as he did so. "Where did you acquire this? It almost looks and feels like a kyber crystal."

Her brushing off his shoulder took him a little by surprise as he watched her hand for a moment before giving a disgruntled grumble and looking away briefly. "I am not unhappy, I just do not understand it. It seems odd to me. But if it makes you happy then that is what matters."

// I keep laughing at the thought of an awkward gathering between Elsie, her dad and Grievous while having tea and cakes or something like that. But in reality, I'm open to anything really.

// hey @cowardlygreaser.bsky.social would you be down to rp Grievious meeting Elsie's dad at some point?

Tilting his head as he watched, Grievous resisted the urge to roll his eyes. For the life of him he couldn't under stand why she would bother. "Are you.....enjoying that?"

#headcanon Grievous' favourite time is anytime he spends with @patronofthecarcass.bsky.social, especially when he lays with his head on her lap and she strokes his face while he holds her. It's incredibly peaceful.

|| Just leaving this here, while I'm busy. 💙💙

Grievous bowed his head in greeting as he entered the area. He was well outside of his comfort zone, but the reward was worth the risk, plus being called Warlord always brought a pleasant tingle to his organs. “I have come far in search of a particular relic.”

“...𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎.” :´( - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ✰ #FalloutRP ✰ #FalloutOC ✰ #SciFiRP ✰ #MVRP ✰ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - |[ - - ↻ & ♡? - - ]| [ 𝚁𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜/𝙸𝚗𝚏𝚘 ⇣ ]

{{ ACCESS: GALACTIC REPUBLIC DATABASE }} {{ Alias: Chosung Tarkal (He/Him) Age: 34 (DOB: Nov 7 3990 BBY//timeline flexible) Species: Human? Height: 185 cm / 6'1 Occupation: Bounty Hunter}} Full profile: chosungade.carrd.co #starwarsrp #swrp

#Headcanon Grievous has trouble sleeping (yes, his squishy bits need occasionally need to rest). Even alone he's too paranoid to sleep more than a few moments at a time. But @patronofthecarcass.bsky.social makes him feel safe enough to sleep properly for the first time in recent memory.

Grievous nodded along as he listened. A patch job for now would be sufficient, but it wasn’t a permanent solution. Eventually he would need a full replacement. “If a replacement is necessary, do you think you would be equipped to do so? Sooner is better than later, especially in my line of work.”-->

Grievous chuckled affectionately at her reaction, gently squeezing her hand back in return. He looked at her and smiled, his eyes crinkling in the corners. Gently he took her hand in both of his and knelt down on one knee, looking up at her with honest eyes. --->

"I will enjoy dismantling you, droid."

"Pre-mission portrait with my wife @patronofthecarcass.bsky.social."

// oops I tripped and fell over the purchase button @cowardlygreaser.bsky.social

// apologies for not being very active. Back pain has made it hard to sit and breathe.

[ SUPPOSED SUPERIOR CLONING CAPABILITIES? IT'S HIGHLY PRIZED AND PROTECTED BY THE JEDI AND SENATE]

// stolen from @roaminghealer.bsky.social

"......." Grievous seemed stuck in thought as he stared at her. Thoughts of Coruscant rushed through his head, of Kalee and what could have been. "~A noble cause, I will agree,~" he said in a strange singsong tone before he cleared his throat looking confused and annoyed.

[NO] [BUT I DO HAVE A SAMPLE OF PREMIUM JANGO FETT DNA] [IS THAT ACCEPTABLE?]