an independent blog for the oc elias kanu set primarily in the star wars fandom. made redeemable by koji, 30+ from the est timezone. mutuals only, dark themes, violent content, and graphic descriptions.
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@darkestshadeofgrey
an independent blog for the oc elias kanu set primarily in the star wars fandom. made redeemable by koji, 30+ from the est timezone. mutuals only, dark themes, violent content, and graphic descriptions.
( carrd ) ( discord: #TheKojiIsHere#0929 )
i understand....you've met alana . — @darkestshadeofgrey
𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 two leather-clad hands, boba slid his verdant free with unceremonious reverence. only turning to the side to acknowledge elias with a pale smirk and raised brow when the helmet was fully secured under his armor.
❝ i think it well. ❞ a scarred brow perked into an uneven arch.
❝ walked away without a new stripe. ❞
It's merely the hint of a smile Elias levels his counterpart with. Were they speaking of anyone else, the mirth would be full and uninhibited, but circumstances being what they are puts a bit of a damper on proceedings.
"I'd say there plenty good fortune to go around that things escalated no further. The way I hear it; there was a...miscommunication upon first encounter."
"No, it doesn't."
Even voice this time, and he's thankful for the voice modulator on his bucket, how it doesn't always pick up the nuance of his voice. For a moment, Din hesitates, wonders where Grogu's at before he remembers he left him with Peli, and the tension drains from his shoulders.
Or, a little of it.
"I wouldn't pull that out, if I were you. If you don't want this to end poorly."
Despite the edge that comes with the stranger's warning, it signals to Elias that this person doesn't want a fight anymore than he does. Taking a risk, he raises both hands slowly, held up near his head with palms facing out. "I could very much say the same. So why don't we both dial the tension down just a bit. I'm rather a fan of happy endings; few and far between as they are."
darkestshadeofgrey! :\ Stranger;
Even though the times he lived in made him err on the side of caution whenever he felt a strong connection to The Force in another, and he was sure the other felt similarly, he didn’t sense ill intent from the other man when they crossed paths like two beacons in a crowded space port. In fact, he could feel something rather the opposite, which made him set caution aside somewhat at the possibility of connecting with ‘kin’ after so long on his own. He did his best to catch up with the stranger while keeping from drawing unwanted attention from anyone else.
Jedi couldn’t be obvious. Lightsabers must be hidden. Force abilities can’t be used openly. He must remain to himself, don’t actively interact with others unless they’re unaffiliated… and if he was around the Empire’s hounds… he had to play it safe. Seem confused, don’t speak up in favor of the jedi. Don’t speak up in favor of the long gone Republic. But there were times like now when he could tell there was a force different in the area. Something that he didn’t recognize and wouldn’t immediately trust.. but wanted to investigate. Make sure this wasn’t someone that he needed to defend against. Soft greens shifted to glance behind him before moving to go down a deserted street. Somewhere that didn’t seem to have much of anyone else and if he kept conversation down, no one would overhear him. He waited there, hoping the other would follow… and if they did, he would ask who they were… and what they wanted.
Once they were alone, the waiting stance and expression of the other seemed to confirm Elias' suspicions. He came to a stop close enough to converse, but with a bit of cautious distance between them. His hope did not make a complete fool out of him, he reasoned.He let his arms hang loose at his sides; relaxed yet ready to pull the saber hidden beneath his cloak if need be.
"You feel it too, don't you?"
💀@darkestshadeofgrey 23 (Elias) + 10 (Din) It really did work out that way bro I cannot believe
"Don't."
His voice sounds shakey, but every part of his is still and tense, like the moment before a string is cut. Hand resting above his blaster, he waits, watching the other man through the dark tint of his visor.
His own stance mirrors the armor clad stranger's; hand hovering near his side where one his sabers waited just beneath his cloak. "This does not need to end poorly for either of us."
horny doesn’t always mean wanting to have sex. sometimes it means wanting to be beat up or stabbed or smth
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It gives me tremendous joy to see people still reading this comic, and especially when they get something out of it.
Over the years I have faced many ups and downs, just like everyone else. Sometimes it really gets to me how mean people can be to each other. How mean I can be to myself. But for all the Level 1 Trans Fighters out there please know with acceptance, mindfulness, and self compassion I did in fact find my balance. Not a fast process. Basically a complete lifestyle change. Sometimes I lose that balance, sure. But when I choose to present my authentic identity? I’m objectively drop dead gorgeous. Here are a hand full of my looks. You’ll notice none of them are 100% masculine or feminine. Peace be with you. Thank you for reading. Thank you for being you. -J
You deserve to feel comfortable, so don’t push yourself to go at a faster pace. It’ll hurt you more.
Reblogging both for stellar comic and wonderful mustache
always reblog! I love this comic, so very much. *offers all the kudos* Thank you for this, it continues to help a lot. You look amazing in those lipstick shades, by the way.
His words are enough to make her crack, firm, neutral facial expression giving way to wide eyed realization. Her shocked expression is accompanied by the soft echo of lightsabers being turned off, golden blades sliding back into their handles. The removal of his mask, paired with the mention of his master means the person before her must be... "Elias, is it really you?" She asked, voice quiet, like she's afraid he's a ghost who will dissapate at the first loud sound.
There's a not insignificant swell of satisfied smugness as he watches her recoil from her own hastiness. When she says his name, he holds out his arms and gives a quick, mocking bow. "In the flesh. What's left of it, at least. As you can see, Master Systra, the years have not been so kind to all as they have you."
gonna post a controversial take alright are y’all ready??
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actually typing out emoticons like XD and :D and :V never should have gone out of fashion and you can pry them out of my cold dead hands okay I know emojis are fun but THEY DON’T CAPTURE THE EMOTION IN THE SAME WAY
so like
…yeah that was basically it, thanks for reading
also websites that automatically replace your typed out <3 and :D with emojis upon sending them are a Danger To Everything That’s Good In The World
bring back nose smilies :-)
There is no emoji that captures what I mean by :P (I do NOT mean “hur hur goofy-ass face!”) and the one for :^/ is not great. And lest we forget, 🤷🏻♀️ is absolutely inadequate compared to ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Faces no emoji has ever managed to capture, imo:
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I am too old to stop using XD
i have never yet found an emoji that fully captures the shifty energy of:
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Oh man, I’ve missed O.o
Especially alternating to really capture how boggled you are.
O.o
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Whatever the name of this team is, I am on it
this is awesome
._. is pretty good too and 😐 just ISN’T THE SAME
XD, ^-^, :3, <3, and =P until death
¬_¬ is the most eloquent keystroke combo
U_U is my fav, and also O_O
the SHEER MISCHIEF of OvO
me af
I use emoji, kaomoji AND emoticons. They all have different moods!!
🤷🏻 is like ‘i have no idea’.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯ is like ‘who knows. nothing in life matters & we were all born to die’
Don’t be forgetting uwu
Wait when did we stop doing this
Her golden lightsabers are drawn out of caution, almost expectation that this encounter is destined to end in bloodshed. She wants to believe he's not too far gone, that he's redeemable, that she can save him -- that he can save himself. But if there is anything time has taught her, is that it is dangerous to hope. She swallows thickly, unsure of how best to respond to his words. "I am Eylin Systra. What is your name? Who was your master? Perhaps I knew them."
Beneath the golden glow of her blades his lips curve into a humorless grin. "All your talk of forgiveness and choice, yet now you act on such fear. How unlike a Jedi to be so eager to strike someone down." The name she gives strikes with a distant familiarity, and it takes several seconds to place. When it clicks, he removes the mask from his face so that she may see it more clearly. "Gil Berek was my master, and you knew him well."
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"Being a Jedi isn't about being prefect... The path isn't always clear cut or linear," she replies, voice calm and gaze steady as she speaks to him. Despite the general casual demeanor there is still an underlying presence of caution, one of her hands resting on her belt, just a millimeter above one of her two beloved lightsabers. "And I do not think you have fallen as far as you think. I can hear the pain in your voice and I can sense the regret in your heart. What will you do with those feelings?" She pauses, emitting a thoughtful hum, "you do not have to be a Jedi once again. But you can become a better person. You have the power to decide that. Think on it."
As she continues to speak, Elias can't help but imagine his master would have something similar to say were he there. It's a nice thought; that redemption is not beyond his reach. It's nice, but he's still far from being in a place where he can regard the notion with anything but skepticism. Her wariness was obvious even without The Force to feel it doesn't make it any more convincing. "Your words hold such an air of wisdom to them; so full of a Jedi's knack for optimism. A shame they are so lacking in conviction, else you would not be so ready to cut me down."
CALM BUT CAUTIOUS she tilts her head as she studies him. Is that how he sees himself, unworthy of forgiveness and redemption? She knows he wants it, oh how deep down he wants it -- there's good in him, even if his soul is intertwined with the dark side. "Out of the two of us, who do you think is unworthy?" Her voice is earnest. She's curious to learn about him/understand him better.
His eyes narrow at her with a far more agitated incredulousness. "You have to ask? Only one of us failed to resist the call of that which we were raised and trained to fight against. How much more unworthy can one be than to have become their own enemy?"
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❝ forgiveness can be powerful. even for the unworthy. ❞
"Perhaps it can, but the unworthy remain just so."
shoutout to my favorite coping mechanism, isolation