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@mandohess
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𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 ?
deep staining red — Ripped out confessions, warm velvety whispers and a heart like an open wound. Your love flows out like dripping blood, beautiful, flawed and twisted. It's gut wrenching, the type of painfully dramatic feeling that makes you clutch your chest, picturing dramatic monologues about love and loving and big screen over the top scenes of sobbing into your pillow until you fall asleep. It rips out of you, clawing it's way up your throat more so than tumbling out. Sticky words that just need to be let out, feelings so big they don't fit inside you. Your love isn't easy, it's a true bloody mess, dripping and staining everything it touches in a desperate attempt to be seen, to be felt, to be loved back. And you, you love so hard, so deeply, so much for someone who carries all that pain. Atlas holding up the world, how are you? Is your love still flowing? Is your heart still open? Still pumping and bleeding and dripping with blood and tears? Still painting your beautiful pictures and writing your love letters in deeply personal red ink? Because I see them, I read them, I love them and you, you, you, you. Clench your chest, scream your love, cry it out. Spill your words of loving, keep your heart beating, keep your love coming and paint the entire world red with it. Make it in your image, keep going, it's okay. Maybe one day the whole world can be red and loved and beautiful just like you.
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❝ do you like me? i know you love me. i know you care about me but. do you like who i am? ❞ —— @alligais
the skin between blonde brows furrowed as she sank beside her niece, the gush of the pillows forcing them ever closer. palely scarred hands stroked over the younger’s hair, soft mouth pressing a kiss to the girl’s fair crown. what ever would she do with her? ❝ ad’ika, there’s something you need to understand about raising children... ❞
children were something she never expected to be hers, no matter how long she once mulled over the concept. though she once watched many bring up their offspring alone, the other parent often lost in the bloodshed, she never desired that fate for herself, even if intended. it became merely another of her dreams which she laid upon the altar of her people.
❝ yes, you will always love them, as i love you, with my entire soul. but, no, you might not like the people they grow into. ❞ the aliit’alor swiftly raised a finger, hovering it just above vencikye’s lips, silently hushing the rush she expected from her niece. ❝ that, i promise you, is not the case with you, young one. however, that does not mean i do not like certain things, choices or attitudes which i see becoming problems for you later in life. ❞
she would rather have no children at all than have lost her brother and his darling wife in such a horrific manner, but she would not give her niece and nephew to anyone else. even if bo dared to show her face and attempt to claim them, she would be no fit parent to the pair. they were her treasure as much as her wards, bringing her comfort in the darkest of days. to have raised them was the greatest of her responsibilities but also joys.
❝ as the one raising you, i have the duty to try to nip those in the bud, but no, no, ven, that does not mean i don’t like you now. it means i want to be able to like the woman you will become. ❞
Cate Blanchett as Katharine Hepburn in The Aviator, Martin Scorsese, 2004
ANAKIN SKYWALKER // ( jedimessiah ) :
@mandohess › satine liked for a starter !( accepting )
❛❛ Duchess, i can assure you that you are in quite good hands with me here. Obi-wan is just upset he wasn’t the one that was given the assignment. ❜❜ maybe during this little mission Anakin might uncover more about their. . . friendship. especially when Obi-wan all but glared at him when he brought it up.
light brows raised, soft incredulity filling aqua eyes which tossed a glance to the young knight by her side. did the man think her disappointed by his selection? ❝ his duty lays elsewhere, and master kenobi never regrets his duty. i would think you knew that, having been his padawan. ❞ to see obi-wan again would have torn open her chest anew, only worsened how her heart yearned in his presence. what a fool she had been to think she truly released her love all those cycles ago... perhaps this was where her patience sprung with the intrusion. ❝ but equally for his training, i have no doubt you are quite capable, knight skywalker. ❞
kryze sisters
“ i’m not your enemy here. really, i’m not. ” —— @thereisonlymaul
the blaze of the white-hot light bore deep into her temples, the throb beneath them begging for relief. but before the enemy, she refused to raise her restrained hands to even press against the pained skin. no quiet laid behind her glare, no peace. if not for the reams of speeches where she championed non-violence, no being could detect the pacifist in her form. these hands, wrists aching with the weight of her bonds, would not lift against him, yet her eyes promised a swift snap of his neck if they could reach.
❝ forgive me, darjetii, if i do not believe you. ❞ pale lips curled against the very thought, the sneer almost involuntary. ❝ you aided death watch in killing my people, in manipulating them to choose that monster. if you don’t consider that enough to make us enemies, what will? ❞
STAR WARS: ANDOR STREAMING AUG 31 2022
they’re everywhere. they’re watching me now.
“ i think perhaps we’ve gotten off on the wrong foot here. ” —— @darthxylek
the swish of fabric against stone cut viciously through the silence between the pair as she stood. keen aqua eyes set upon, narrowed in her inspection, as if she could see through him as a force user might. he was bold to set foot here. not all within sundari were unarmed as she was. the protectors which flanked her certainly were not. ❝ you are a fallen jedi, an ally of the separatists. mandalore remains loyal to republic, for all its faults. there was no foot for you to stumble upon. ❞
chin tipping so slightly skyward, she frowned down upon the human from her perch atop the stairs. ❝ go home. ❞
im always pissed at something and i have no one to kiss.... life is unbearable
“ i think i have a solution. ” from Mina —— @astraldestiny
a blond brow rose at the pronouncement, the mandalorian turning from the display surging before her to the jedi only steps away. decades before, she might have scoffed at any advice a force user, light or dark, had to bestow, but then she had been as traditional as she was revolutionary. it felt as if a lifetime ago, two even, but it left her humbled. for all their current hypocrisy, that hardly meant what any of their number had to say was not of at least enough worth to listen.
❝ as we have nearly run dry the well of possibilities, what might that be, jetii? ❞
The Book of Boba Fett | “ Return of the Mandalorian“
“Had our sect not been cloistered on the moon of Concordia, we would have not survived the Great Purge. Those born of Mandalore strayed away from the path. Eventually, the Imperial interlopers destroyed all that we knew and loved in the Night of a Thousand Tears. Only those that walked the way escaped the curse prophesized in the Creed. Though our numbers were scattered to the winds, our adherence to the way has preserved our legacy for the generations until we may someday return to our homeworld.”
“ i think perhaps we’ve gotten off on the wrong foot here. ” / oh REALLY, orson ? —— @debelltio
❝ have we? ❞ acerbic bite dripped from tight lips, the aliit’alor’s gaze steadfast in the opposite direction. there was no harm in looking upon the worm of a man, but why should she waste a moment on him? worlds of difference laid between making oneself aware of galactic events after a blunder, and doing so to wield them as a weapon against the offended. in his passion for recompense, krennic trod too far down the latter path.
the soft blue tint of a bacta bandage still crossed her palm where the flute’s stem, shattered in her grip, sliced across the pale skin. better the cut than a glass dashed against his face.
❝ a wrong foot would be a slip of the tongue. but you twisted my people’s pain into a blade in order to... what? ❞ blazing eyes turned upon him then, the thunder of her heart a drum to war upon her ears. it would be one thing to simply insult herself, but the struggle of a nation? she did not starve, bleed, and destroy her chances of happiness for this. ❝ take revenge for my taking offense, for pointing out your lack of understanding? you are a coward. ❞
elizabeth I in her white armor - elizabeth: the golden age - requested by anonymous
right now we’re not crossing lines . —— @jaigalorad
with a tip of a chin, she bestowed a halfhearted acknowledgement, the pall hanging seemingly over their heads depressing her every movement. ❝ i appreciate that. ❞ the situation drew her taut, left her with only the slightest ounces of energy. she divested her power as she could, but she felt distinctly powerless here. one wrong move, and the protection of mandalore would slip out of her grasp. her control, her rule, she could care less for, but their protection she would lay her life down to continue.
it would be too easy for the republic to.... cross lines.
THIS IS NOT THE END ! › we are still fighting. a study in hope and perseverance, righteous fury and forgiveness, of trials by fire. –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– an independent LEIA ORGANA of STAR WARS eu + canon compliant | trained by kitty
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