&*! ON IT!

s o m e o n e like ME can be a 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔢, completely a w a r e . ᴮᵘᵗ i'd rather be a 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔢 than die u n a w a r e . s o m e o n e like ME can be a 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔢, completely a w a r e . but i'm ɢʟᴀᴅ to be ᴀ 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔢, s o ˢᵃᵛᵉ 𝔪𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔶𝔢𝔯𝔰. RULES AND BIOGRAPHY

[niteowcl]

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                     THIS IS AN INDEPENDENT, SEMI SELECTIVE ROLEPLAY                                                                        BLOG FOR KOSKA REEVES FROM                                                                                                            THE MANDALORIAN. 

           mun’s name is lana, she is 22 years old and goes by she/her pronouns. here are a few important links :’)

            GOOGLE DOC: this has everything you will need to know about koska. this will be updated as time goes on. 

            RULES: pretty self explanatory! there is no rules password or anything. 

           BIOGRAPHY: the bio i have for koska. it is still a work in progress and probs always will be!

           NAVIGATION: all of my important links that i have for koska. 

           WOOKIE LINK: just for funsies. 

please enjoy your stay!!!! i’m always down for plots and am a good listener! <3 

[fhett-archived-deactivated20211]

@niteowcl​​   ♡  !

       ❛  𝐈  𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄  𝐍𝐎  love  for  either  side,  i  FIGHT  for  whoever  PAYS  ME.  ❜

[niteowcl]

“ that’s unfortunate, boba. ” koska starts, filtered voice echoing in the cockpit as she works on getting the ship flying. “ we could.. i could use you on my side. ”

[niteowcl]

hi i’m back slowly but surely if there’s any active blogs out there that are following meee....

throw this a like for a starter..?

[annasdiops]

KOSKA REEVES in CHAPTER 16

[niteowcl]

hi... is this place still active?

[niteowcl]

i sincerely apologize for my absence on the dash.

i had COVID, i lost my job, my grandmother has passed. it’s been rough. i’ll be back someday. promise. 💕

[persephonememes]

* (  THE QUEEN’S GAMBIT/  SENTENCE PROMPTS.

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

❛ For crying out loud, what you still doing in bed? ❜

❛ You’re gonna miss breakfast. ❜

❛ You’re making me nervous. ❜

❛ Where are you going? ❜

❛ I seem to have caught a cold. ❜

❛ Are you sure you wanna do this? ❜

❛ Is something wrong? ❜

❛ It’s foolish to run the risk of going mad for vanity’s sake. ❜

❛ Anger’s a potent spice. A pinch wakes you up. Too much dulls your senses. ❜

❛ I’m sorry. ❜

❛ Is that whiskey? ❜

❛ The strongest person is the person who isn’t scared to be alone. ❜

❛ Before you know it you’re pouring your life out in search of something other people told you to go look for. ❜

❛ You need to figure out how to take care of yourself. ❜

❛ I wanted to give condolences. ❜

❛ You think I’m a prima donna, don’t you? ❜

❛ You’re stubborn, so you get mad. When that happens, you can only see what’s in front of you. ❜

❛ I have taught you everything I know. ❜

❛ Be careful. ❜

❛ I felt like a fool. ❜

❛ Are you trying to psych me out? ❜

❛ You always drink this much? ❜

❛ If you keep doing this, you’re gonna end up washed up by the time you’re 21. ❜

❛ I like your hair. ❜

❛ Are you serious? ❜

❛ I should probably sleep. ❜

❛ You make me sick. ❜

❛ You are very beautiful. ❜

❛ Have you ever been in love? ❜

❛ I need to be alone. ❜

❛ You shouldn’t be by yourself. You know what happens. ❜

❛ I don’t know what I’m doing. ❜

❛ Pathetic, well… I’m looking at pathetic. ❜

❛ How are you? ❜

❛ Are you okay? ❜

❛ I’m worried about you. ❜

❛ Well, what are you doing here? ❜

❛ I told you to leave me alone! ❜

❛ Who the hell are you? ❜

❛ If you weren’t here, I’d probably have a bottle of wine now. ❜

❛ You’ve been the best at what you do for so long, you don’t even know what it’s like for the rest of us. ❜

❛ You are out of your fucking mind. ❜

❛ You’re like my guardian angel. ❜

❛ I’m not here to save you. Hell, I can barely save me. ❜

❛ I’m here because you need me to be here. ❜

❛ What I really wanted was for us to be friends. And you kind of broke my heart. ❜

[cuyanir]

@niteowcl​​ : starter call .

“run along now.” there’s cement dust on his shoulderpad and he wipes it off with one single swipe. blind loyalty to a dead planet doesn’t deserve any more attention from him, he has already given enough of it when he threw her into a table. one last private glare and he’s turning around, marching to his ship. “before your princess realizes she dropped your leash.”

[niteowcl]

koska’s brow furrows as she listens to him speak, still on the ground from when he threw her. her fists close, nails digging into her palms as she stands up, storming towards him and stepping right in his way, beskar scraping against his as she gets in his face. “might want to lose the attitude since we’ll be working together, asshole.” her fists haven’t relaxed, and if he smart mouthed her one more time, she was going to lose it. 

[preempire-a]

@niteowcl​ // post-finale starter call

In the privacy of one of the light cruiser’s bunks, Din’s bare forehead presses to Koska’s own. She’d taken his helm off as soon as they were alone– never mind the fact that Kryze’s already seen his face, never mind the fact that they all have– and in the same, fluid instinct that’s formed in him since they were joined as one, the feel of cool air against his face had been enough for him to seek her out immediately.

The loss of their son echoes in him– lingers like a wound, festering and hurtful. The grief will change shape, this much he knows, because he’s felt it enough to learn it; that doesn’t make it any easier to be without him.

Din’s hands rest on Koska’s cheeks. His eyes open to meet her own, and to see his pain reflected back at him makes his chest twist with quiet, ugly guilt.

“We had to let him go,” he whispers, thumb stroking the upward tilt of Koska’s cheekbone. “It… it is as the Creed says. His kind found him, and…

“Grogu will be safer with him. Safer than with us.”

But even if Din knows this, it doesn’t make the ache of their loss go away.

[niteowcl]

it felt like her heart was empty now. her tears were unable to stop falling, from the moment grogu asked din to let him go to when he was over the jedi’s shoulder looking at them longingly. when the fight was over and the baby was gone, bo attempted to comfort koska, but she didn’t want to be near her at all. the only person she needed was her husband, and that she got as she followed him wherever he went. 

as soon as the door is closed, her shaking hands reach for his helm, taking it off and having tears fill her eyes as she finally gets to look at his face. not only was she crying over finally being able to see his face, but she also cried for their son. the child she and din swore to protect. 

a shaky sigh leaves her lips as she blinks, her tears streaming down her cheeks as he holds her face in his hands. koska nods her head in approval, squeezing her eyes shut to try and make her crying stop. “i know.” was all she said, voice cracked at the realization that they might never get to see their son again. 

“it doesn’t hurt any less though..” she rested her head on his chest, sniffling quietly as they both held each other in a sad yet strong embrace. 

[niteowcl]

“watch your fucking mouth.”

[niteowcl]

auroradicit​:

failure leaves her more exhausted than any battle. bo would never have taken the time herself. but she’s grateful. grateful as always that koska knows her, draws her away and kisses her back into the moment. her hands go to koska’s hips, only dropping away when the other woman moves.

“mhi su'cuyi. i’m here.”

as for the question….bo meets her partner’s eyes.

“and we’ll do whatever we have to.”

she isn’t angry, except perhaps with herself. the sentence is clipped, quiet. tired. what other answer is there?

there’s always a sense of comfort in her embrace; something warm that she couldn’t quite understand. she felt it before, but that feeling was pushed aside after the death of norla. koska knew bo like the back of her hand, so she knows the kiss comforts her slightly, but that tension is still there. 

“ni'm bid glad gar're okay.” i’m so glad you’re okay.

the lump in her throat forms and threatens to stop her from breathing, the beating of her heart rising at the thought in her mind. there was no way she could kill him. but that seemed like the way they would approach it. “we’re.. not killing him. right?”

[niteowcl]

okay fucking a, like this for a starter. 

[thebluestandard]

[preempire-a]

NOT BAD, HUH, KID?

[niteowcl]

she was silent. koska had witnessed something remarkable, but also very disheartening. it’s not like mando knew that was what would happen if you took the dark saber. but the way bo’s shoulders slump and the saddened look on her face gave away to her that she was upset. once everything was settled and they were all still trying to figure out a plan, koska tugs at bo’s shoulder, gesturing for her to follow her outside of the room. 

koska leans in, kissing her softly before pulling away, forehead resting against hers as her hand is in her hair. “fuck, i thought you were dead for a second..” she mumbled, pulling away from her. “what are we going to do? about.. mando?”

@auroradicit​

[annasdiops]

KOSKA REEVES in CHAPTER 16

[smhalltheurlsaretaken]

Four Mandalorians walk into a bar. The first says “you’re not Mandalorian.” The second says “you’re not Mandalorian.” The third starts throwing punches.

The fourth has an existential crisis.