& 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐄

[...] woman & death are clearly aligned

[doeled]

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 !

BO-KATAN KRYZE.    (previously @drksaber).    primary.

ZORII BLISS.    primary.

PARRAH SOLANA.    (rey’s mother).    primary.    temp bio.

KATE BARLOW.    (star wars based; originally from holes)    primary.

OMERA.    primary.

ZAM WESELL.    secondary.

MARIEK PANAKA.    secondary.

DUJA.    secondary. SUU LAWQUANE.    tertiary. BERU WHITESUN-LARS.    tertiary. CORDÈ.    tertiary. NUMA.    tertiary.

SHMI SKYWALKER-LARS.    testing. BREHA ORGANA.    testing. THE DAUGHTER/MORAI.    testing. LADY JENZA.    testing.

[galmaborn]

sorry i haven’t been around cuties buuuutttt my parents surprised me with a two week d.isney world trip!!!!!!    like straight up didn’t tell me until we were in the car already so i’ll probably be pretty scarce until december 18th.    i’ll try to do some writing while we’re chilling at the condo but i’m usually pretty tired after long days at the parks so no guarantees!!

i hope you all have wonderful days in the meantime!!    & feel free to hmu on disco since i’ll probably be a lot better at responding on there!

[doeled]

what if i added fennec tho?

[doeled]

∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓

         𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 so simple a question as to make her laugh aloud now forces her to pause, leaden tongue tasting ashes within her mouth. how odd it is, satine thinks, to look upon a face as familiar as her own, upon features adoringly memorized and mirrored in return, and struggle not to see a stranger. “what did you call me, when you and vizsla plotted behind my back? how did you speak of me when you struck a deal with the sith?”

       the acid coating her words shifts as there’s a faint tremble of vulnerability, a sudden, profound urgency in the asking even as lovingly crafted nickname escapes her lips before she can help it. “did you call me sister then, bo?” 

                      𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄,  𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃  𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑  𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃  𝐓𝐎  𝐁𝐄  𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄  𝐓𝐎  𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐑.        something  capable  of  surviving  through  generations  of  war  &  even  able  to  outlive  its  owners...  something  that  could  be  bent  &  shaped  but  never  broken.        now...  bo-katan  is  unsure  if  it  is  even  as  durable  as  fragile  glass,  if  it  could  withstand  even  a  single  argument.        each  question  is  a  blaster  bolt  to  her  heart,  burning  through  armor.        it  is  a  rare  moment  in  which  her  gaze  wavers,  falls  to  her  feet  before  she  remembers  what  she  swore  to  herself    (she  will  bear  the  guilt  &  only  move  forward).        she  will  take  her  sister’s  anger  &  bear  it,  too.

                      “𝐘𝐄𝐒.        i  have  always  called  you  what  you  are.”        in  her  honestly,  her  voice  does  not  falter.        the  calmness  in  it  does  not  match  her  pleading  eyes  or  the  way  she  firmly  plants  her  lips  into  a  frown  to  prevent  them  from  trembling.        there  is  no  warrior  spirit  left  in  her,  she  is  only  a  girl  looking  at  the  one  she  once  idolized  so.        “you  are  my  sister,  &  you  will  always  be.        even  if...        i  am  not  yours.”

[yeahniall]

anonymously tell me your honest opinion about me

[doeled]

∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐁𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐑

❝ H E Y – ❞ it’s softer spoken than any warrior ought to utter, a palm firmly planted on the other woman’s shoulder. to reassure without speaking, as if it were so simple. neves longs to cling to a woken optimism, one stirred by bo katan and her quest to reclaim H O M E . ❝ do not carry so much on your shoulders, mandalorians are stronger together, remember. we will be ready for any challenge ahead. ❞

                    “your  𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  is  much  appreciated.        &  you  are  correct.”        hand  is  placed  over  neves’  in  an  almost  parental  manner,  an  acceptance  of  provided  comfort  even  if  the  gesture  truly  does  little  to  put  her  at  ease.        she  had  long  thought  that  she  had  come  to  terms  with  this  inevitability  of  reclaiming  the  saber  &  their  home  to  pass  on  to  another,  more  worthy  leader.        “however,  i’m  afraid  that  this  is  a  battle  i  must  fight  alone.        unless...  you  intend  on  challenging  my  opponents  to  a  duel  with  the  darksaber.”

[doeled]

∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑.    —⋟    @jarrvs​​

                        𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐈𝐒  𝐀  𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖  𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓  𝐁𝐘  𝐍𝐎  𝐎𝐍𝐄,  an  anomaly  that  should  no  longer  exist.        yet,  she  persists  in  her  survival  against  all  odds.        &  her  skills  at  blending  into  the  backgrounds  of  every  planet  painted  by  the  galaxy  have  served  her  &  the  fledgling  rebellion  well    (though  her  combative  talents  still  falter,  the  need  for  them  would  first  require  being  caught).        “have  you  ever  visited  𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐎  before?        before  the  empire?”        there’s  a  regality  to  her  voice  that  she  has  never  had  the  heart  to  alter    (cordé  doubts  she  would  even  have  the  ability  to  do  so),    but  there  is  a  heavy  sadness  as  well.        her  home  is  a  shattered  reflection  of  what  it  once  was,  a  ghost  haunting  the  final  resting  place  of  its  greatest  ruler.        the  empire  truly  leaves  nothing  unchanged  in  its  wake.        their  presence  brings  an  inherent  danger  on  the  planet  that  birthed  the  galaxy’s  downfall,  but  she  cannot  help  but  linger  in  the  empty  side  streets.        theed  lost  its  life  force  long  ago,  &  the  remaining  beauty  is  no  more  than  a  decorative  shell.        “there  were  always  two  young  girls,  twins,  who  would  sell  flowers  on  this  corner...”

[doeled]

❝        𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒,  𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓,  𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋,  𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋      ...      𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒  𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖  𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐘𝐎𝐔  𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏.        ❞

independent.    selective.    private.    star  wars  multi  muse  rp  blog. adored  by  cress.

[doeled]

∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑.    —⋟    @graysistance​​

                      𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓  𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐀𝐓  𝐀𝐋𝐋.        she  should’ve  slipped  out  of  the  base  days  ago,  unseen,  unheard,  &  unmissed.        but  here  she  remains,  lingering  for  reasons  zorii  still  cannot  pinpoint.        there’s  a  lightened  sense  of  camaraderie  with  the  resistance  fighters,  but  it’s  overpowered  by  the  out  of  place  feeling  she  is  so  accustomed  to.        𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐖  were  the  only  people  she  ever  believed  she  could  have  a  home  with...  &  now  it’s  only  her  &  babu  left.        they  don’t  even  have  kijimi  to  go  back  to.        maybe  that’s  all  this  is...  a  fear  of  the  uncertainty  of  the  future.        but  that’s  never  bothered  her  before.        “y’know  you  might  be  more  than  𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘.”        there’s  an  unseen  smile  spread  across  her  face.        one  of  the  bright  leaves  of  the  ajan  kloss  flora  is  twirled  between  her  fingers  before  she  begins  to  rip  it  to  pieces.        “i  might  even  miss  you  when  i  leave.        i  know  babu  will.”

[doeled]

∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑.    —⋟    @graysistance​​

                      𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐈𝐒  𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐈𝐍  𝐀𝐍  𝐀𝐂𝐓  𝐎𝐅  𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐓.        for  a  moment,  she  is  all  sharp  eyes  &  sneer.        she  is  𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍'  𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐄  𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐖.        but  the  moment  passes  quickly  with  a  small  shake  of  her  head,  &  she  smiles  in  the  way  that  only  deeply  sad  people  can    (she  is  miss  katherine  barlow).        the  arm  holding  the  blaster  drops  down  to  her  side  with  an  exhale  that  takes  all  of  her  fight  with  it.        “𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐘  𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑?        ...  there  ain’t  no  loot  left  if  that’s  what  you’re  after.”        the  pistol  spins  idly  between  her  fingers  &  boot  digs  into  loose  sand.        it  stretches  all  the  way  to  the  horizon,  bleeds  into  the  desert  beyond.        only  the  singular  wreckage  of  a  small  boat  breaks  up  the  waterless  ocean.        her  eyes  linger  on  it.        “it  dried  up  about  as  long  back  as  this  lake  did.”

[doeled]

honestly i just can't see zam admitting that jango hired her.    it’s probably a result of the movies being written before her character was expanded on beyond rando shapeshifting bounty hunter, so i’m convinced that she was either going to say a completely bogus name to mess with mr. tell us now!!! skywalker or throw someone like dengar or cad bane under the bus.

[persephonememes]

* (  REIGN /  SENTENCE PROMPTS. 

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ How many people have you killed? ❜

❛ History is a strong word. It was more of a… dalliance. ❜

❛ Have you ever wanted something so much that the fear of not getting it makes you wonder if you ever should have wanted it at all? ❜

❛ I don’t want to live without you and after this I won’t have to.  ❜

❛ No one will ever keep us apart again. ❜

❛ Men in general like to win. ❜

❛ Well, your taste in men always did leave something to be desired. ❜

❛ In the darkest of times you were my conscience. ❜

❛ The more we try to help each other, the more harm we do. ❜

❛ I lose everyone I love. ❜

❛ What odd turns our lives have taken. ❜

❛ I don’t give my heart or give up easily. ❜

❛ You have to admit, your fate does have a sense of humor. ❜

❛ I need to forget a ridiculous, childish idea that I could love someone, they could love me, and nothing else mattered. ❜

❛ There is always risk. At least when you love someone it’s worth taking. ❜

❛ I never said I was a good man, but one can receive good advice from a bad person.❜

❛ Love is never simple. Not that I’m any expert. ❜

❛ Are you wearing mink-lined boots? ❜

❛ Well if I have to run I want to look good doing it. ❜

❛ We were supposed to dance under the stars. ❜

❛ Maybe there is no magic but what we make for ourselves. ❜

❛ If the price is my life, I will give it. ❜

❛ I can’t bear to think about a future anymore, not without you. ❜

❛ What good is right or wrong if you’re dead? ❜

❛ Men don’t like taking orders from women. ❜

❛ And real love never fades, not truly. ❜

❛ Just know whatever happens, this is not the end I dreamed for us. ❜

❛ Do not test my power and do not tempt my fury. ❜

❛ If I’m as responsible as you say, I will never forgive myself. ❜

❛ I will spill blood to defend what’s mine. ❜

❛ Men forget, that woman have ears. ❜

❛ Duels only lead to dead men, not respect. ❜

❛ I am trying to be better! ❜

❛ You’re a monster. ❜

❛ You are a necessary evil whose orbit I can’t seem to escape. ❜

❛ I opened my heart to a liar. ❜

[doeled]

the best thing d.isney ever did for sw was have zam at one of the parks.

[manumerc]

❝i know my head isn’t screwed on straight. i want to leave, transfer, warp myself to another galaxy. i want to confess everything, hand over the guilt and mistake and anger to someone else. there is a beast in my gut, i can hear it scraping away at the inside of my ribs. even if i dump the memory, it will stay with me. staining me.❞           //             prev. merciinary

[doeled]

∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑.    —⋟    @peacesought​

                      𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐈𝐒  𝐀  𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑  𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓  𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑  of  naboo’s  senator  down  to  the  very  tilt  of  her  lips  as  she  smiles  at  the  duchess.        cordé  cannot  recall  ever  interacting  with  the  other  woman  beyond  an  introductory  bow  from  her  place  at  padmé’s  side,  but  she  has  certainly  heard  of  many  instances  of  her  intelligence.        the  handmaiden  has  fooled  many  self-proclaimed  political  geniuses  within  the  senate,  she  has  even  succeeded  in  outwitting  captain  panaka  on  one  occasion,  but  somehow  she  feels  as  though  the  duchess  could  prove  to  be  a  more  difficult  opponent.        “your  𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓  is  unexpected,  duchess,  but  a  pleasant  surprise  nonetheless.”        a  voice  that  is  not  her  own  ebbs  &  flows  with  the  same  tide  as  the  senator  she  masquerades  as.        she  doubts  that  even  anakin  skywalker  would  be  able  to  discern  the  difference  over  a  comlink.        “i  hope  that  you’ve  come  for  pleasure  rather  than  business.”

[doeled]

good morning to zorii bliss & zorii bliss only 🥰🥰🥰

[rpmemesyo]

Send me a 🖋 and a character you’d like to see me write, and I’ll give it my best shot!