𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖓 𝖔𝖓𝖊 ,

𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔭𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔱 , 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖕𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙.

[genitore]

again, i’ve been way more active on @libertasis just because that’s all i have energy for and i’m sorry 😔😔 steb is just a lot of fun to write again and i find his voice super easy and he make me smile . . . but dw i’m still searching for my ani muse.

[genitore]

if you are reading this, i just want you to know that i simply adore you 🥰

[libertasis]

❛ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞,  so good becomes great ; bad becomes worse. this is why you were chosen. because a strong man, who has known power all his life, will lose respect for that power. but a weak man knows the value of strength, and knows compassion  [ .  .  .  ]  whatever happens tomorrow, you must promise me one thing. that you will stay who you are. not a perfect soldier, but a good man. ❜  /  a steve rogers / captain america rp blog, written by chloe.

[genitore]

i’m hiding over on steeb btw, i mean i’m way to go play some more games, but i had a spike of steve muse so i’m over there!!

[genitore]

hi, it’s that time again, i’ve been cursed with tonsillitis . . .

[genitore]

not me ditching the sims 4 again for the sims 3, because i have loyalties 💅

[keepyourlife]

THE CLONE WARS SCENES THAT SEEM ODDLY FAMILIAR (3/?)

[genitore]

  ✧･ﾟ:* —  𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚎𝚖​ ,

if   anyone   can   keep   such   a   promise  ,    anakin   can      –      and   yet   she   can’t   help   but   doubt  ,    can’t   help   but   worry.      padme   tips   forward   to   rest   against   his   chest  ,    mindful   of   still  -  healing   wounds  ,    careful   not   to   put   too   much   weight   on   him.       “      i   missed   you   too  ,      ”       she   whispers.       “      i   wish   you   didn’t   have   to   go   back   to   the   front.      ”

𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝,  to cup the back of it as she rests against his chest. he’s ignoring the wounds across his chest, the cuts and bruises and aching ribs. because it doesn’t matter — not when he has her back. it was the thought of her, the memory of her, that kept him together, that kept him fighting long enough for the jedi and his master to return to coruscant.  [ 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. ]

❛ i . . . i know . . . ❜  it was the elephant in the room. that no matter how much time they spend together, it would always be cut short. by the war that sat upon their doorstep and his call, from the jedi order, to return to fighting ; along the frontlines.  ❛ but . . . the jedi council have ordered me and obi-wan to some serious resting. think i’ve got a few weeks off, so . . . ❜  he reaches down, with artificial fingers and pulls back his chest, so that he can tip her face upwards. he’s smiling,  [ 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙬. ]  ❛ i’m not going anywhere. you’re stuck with me. ❜

[genitore]

✧･ﾟ:* —  @swallowedblood​ ,

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐝𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧,  they didn’t get off on the right foot. but she had done something for him — something he won’t ever forget.  [ 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙗𝙩. ]  a way to thank her, for going out of her way to help him uncover the truth. even if the truth, wasn’t what he expected it to be.  ❛ hey, look. i know we aren’t . . . close friends or anything. but, if there is something going on . . . you can tell me? ❜  his eyebrows fell, a look of concern upon his features.  ❛ what’s going on with you? ❜

[genitore]

✧･ﾟ:* —  𝚊𝚍𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊 ,

❝ we  are  close  to  the  signal . ❞  his  head  turned  to  look  at  the  Jedi .  How  he  got  into  this  situation ?  he  did  not  know ,  but  he  was  here  &  there  was  no  turning  back  until  this  mission  was  over  &  done  with .  ❝ you  have  to  be  prepared  to  find  the  ship  in  PIECES  and  with  no  one  left  alive . ❞  he  truly  had  a  way  with  words ,  yes ?  ❝ the  posibility  of  finding  any  survivors  are  extremely  LOW ,  considering  how  far  the  ship  crashed  from  the  rendezvous  point . ❞      

𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐝𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫,  his hands clutched tighter on the controls of his freighter, so much so that his knuckles were turning white. this wasn’t just any ship, that they were being sent to scout out, recover and bring back any survivors that may be in need of some medical aid.  [ 𝙣𝙤, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙚. ]  his wife . . . senator amidala was onboard that ship. she was supposed to meet whomever she was meeting, shy of a few hours ago, but never turned up. anakin didn’t have to think twice, before he offered himself up to search for her.

❛ someone will be alive! ❜  he snarled, with teeth gritted together, his jaw tight and locked.  [ 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 — 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚. ]  ❛ you just need to have a little more faith . . . ❜  he spoke, with a tone that sounded almost threatening. a sharp glance was taken to the companion that sat at his side.  ❛ . . . entering the atmosphere, now. ❜  he announced, whilst continuing to pilot the ship down. his heart was pounding hard behind his ribs, any harder and he was certain it may burst out of his chest. he could hear his own heart beat, echoing within his own head. he just wanted to find her . . . to know she was safe, that she wasn’t just laying there, among the wreckage of the crashed ship.

[genitore]

tonight is a, i’m going to focus on anakin night, because i have fifteen drafts and it’s making my heart go fucking wild asfkasfas

[genitore]

uni lecturer: chloe, you haven’t been attending class, are you okay? me: expresses that i’m going through a really bad mental state and my anxiety has been on the flux all week and it’s really draining and i’d like some help with getting through it and still meeting my deadlines. uni lecturer: * cricket sounds *

[genitore]

❛ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧.  the light burns you. it will always burn you. part of you will always lie upon black glass sand beside a lake of fire while flames chew on your flesh. you can hear yourself breathing, it comes hard and harsh, and it scrapes at nerves already raw. but you cannot stop it. you can never stop it. you cannot even slow it down. you don’t even have lungs anymore. [  .  .  .  ] you open your scorched-pale eyes ; optical sensors integrate light and shadow into a hideous simulacrum of the world around you. or perhaps the simulacrum is perfect, and it is the world that is hideous. ❜  / an anakin skywalker / darth vader rp blog, written by chloe. 

[genitore]

𝙲𝙷𝙻𝙾𝙴'𝚂 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙶 𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙻:

anakin skywalker / darth vader :  medium - high activity : @genitore​ !

steve rogers / captain america : low - medium activity : @libertasis​ !

[genitore]

✧･ﾟ:* —  𝚋𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚌𝚊𝚝 ,

TROUBLE     INTENSIFIED    ;        the   two   seemed   to   have   such   an    𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓!       &       little   did    she,    nor   he    attempt   to   hide    their    PRIDE   IN   THEIR   REPUTATION.          (     ᴡʜʏ    ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ    ᴛʜᴇʏ    ᴡʜᴇɴ    ᴛʜᴇʏ    ᴄᴀʀʀʏ   ɪᴛ   sᴏ   ᴡᴇʟʟ?   ) 

❝     and   here   i   thought    you   were   going    to   leave    all    the   fun    to   me.   ❞

𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐤,  to keep anakin and felicia separated — the two of them always found a way back to each other, and trouble would always ensue.  [ 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮? ]  you don’t send in the two of them, together. trouble followed them in each step they made. but he’d have it no other way.

❛ oh, i thought about it. ❜  he rises both his shoulders into a shrug, there is a roll of his eyes ; but all in good fun.  ❛ but i just don’t think that’s very fair. do you? ❜  he tries to not let the laugh escape, but it’s a task well failed.  ❛ you know . . . the council aren’t going to be happy to hear about . . . any of this? ❜  [ 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵. ]

[genitore]

anakin s.kywalker . . . i love you~

[libertasis]

❛ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞,  so good becomes great ; bad becomes worse. this is why you were chosen. because a strong man, who has known power all his life, will lose respect for that power. but a weak man knows the value of strength, and knows compassion  [ .  .  .  ]  whatever happens tomorrow, you must promise me one thing. that you will stay who you are. not a perfect soldier, but a good man. ❜  /  a steve rogers / captain america rp blog, written by chloe.