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mandalores

Why don’t you hang on to that ?

#😞 pls.#aesthetic.

rocknmeme

post - trauma sentence starters blood, death mention.

“don’t do that. don’t shut me out.”

“you’ve been crying. i can tell.”

“we need to change those bandages and get some food in you.”

“you want me to rub your back ’til you fall asleep?”

“that was a brave thing you did today.”

“shh, that’s okay, get everything out.”

“there’s something on your shirt. you – that’s blood!”

“need some space?”

“you should lay down.”

“there’s nothing wrong with asking for help.”

“shh, shh. you were having a nightmare.”

“we can talk through the door.”

“let’s clean you up and get you to bed, okay?”

“you almost died.”

“i brought you a blanket.”

“you’re home. you’re safe.”

“i’m worried about you.”

“is everything okay?”

“tell me how to make it better.”

“it’s been a tough few days. how are you holding up?”

“you have to stay awake. come on, give my hand a squeeze.”

“you’re in the hospital.”

“think you can make it to the bathroom?”

“no, no. don’t close your eyes.”

#ik im behind but pls-😞#prompts.

i just

#i want din to b loved #thank u

killbilled

Where is he?

The Mandalorian 1.06 - The Prisoner

#😞#barkbarkbarkwoofwoofbarkwoofgrrrroofbark #visage.#flashing tw #tw flashing images

[ after rain rests quietly on cement and metal, the chasm in those otherwise thickening weather clouds allows for the moon to luminesce, park the darkness and dress the cityscape in the glow. it’s a little too poetic, a little too quintessential in it’s class for the rest of their lives play like a cinematic, in this look shared between din and cobb. his eyes study that which trembles before him, thin in history and heavy in tone, and it probably lingers there for moments too long. perhaps he’s doing as din djarin would, and he’s collecting evidence in every shift and tension. perhaps that’s a falsehood. or perhaps he’s here because the truth lied in the thick of it all, that the second in a party of two reminds him of far too much of himself. cobb sits on a pedestal, and thought something of a martyr, of guts and backbone and membrane. djarin senses a coup in cobb’s head, and his curiosity is poised to strike.

why didn’t you leave? [ how could i? ]

he answers what he wants, discards what he doesn’t. djarin assures safety, rather mind nor body. cobb was a lingering thought at the base of his skull at all hours, until he wasn’t. until he was painted brilliance before his eyes, and he’s meant to protect those colors. cobb’s built a barricade, but this does he tide against. [ cont. @shriff ]

❛❛ why didn’t you? .. it’s late. very. ❜❜

#im cry #ic.#shriff

my pinterest .

#follow it pls n thank u🥺

pedrito-pascal

PEDRO PASCAL Style Magazine Italy (2017)

#i hope this takes up yalls entire dash #pls i-#IM THINKIN.#visage

+ @ohkraken. [ sc. ] there’s something in the water, and the tides beat against the current. ❛❛ here, ❜❜ the bowl is warm to the touch against his glove. it’s set with an emphasis. there’s a weathering against the jagged edges of the mandalorian that shapes him into benignity. see, when he’s watching, now, through the opaque of the visor, he’s not quite looking at her, but rather searching for who she could be. not quite the face values, but rather through her. a tedious and vulnerable process at the hands of the mandalorian. ❛❛ you need to eat. ❜❜ the clan of two was three.

#listen this is real short n sweet but #gentle🥺#ic.#ohkraken

starter call.

#what if i just #placed this down #imma try n steal all 5 words mando speaks n make it canon dialogue🤠

skyvvalker

Visit Original Link

#gdi😞#aesthetic.

colinfirth

This is the way. (I’ll see you again. I promise.)

#im going to burst into tears and sob and scream at the top of my lungs ☺️☺️#visage.

bijameswilson

PEDRO PASCAL AS JACK DANIELS/AGENT WHISKEY IN KINGSMAN: THE GOLDEN CIRCLE (2017)

#since we keep talkin abt this western au-#visage.#pls I luv whiskey please—😞

watchild:

𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄. never in her years has she come across something quite like this. a foundling, of a species she’s never known to exist, and a lone mandalorian. a father and son bond, that she’s having trouble comprehending. he says that the youngling is older than the two of them, yet he appears to be nothing more than a toddler. the force. . . oh how works in such mysterious ways- even as an adult, she’s still learning.

gaze watches on as little one roams. stretching his legs after having been cooped up. she’s perched on the ramp of the razor crest, shoulders relaxed, but body ready to jolt at moments notice. in a galaxy of hunters and preys, one must never let their guard down. even when beside someone you’d otherwise trust. ❝ he’s a feisty little womp rat. ❞ a flash, a flicker- fondness. it captures eyes, momentarily. she blinks it away just as quickly. ❝ i’m not surprised considering who he’s traveling with. ❞

[ sun and weathered machine, the mandalorian is bent there at the knee, thumb scored around a tool, and poised in place. waist down, winded. ❛❛ funny. ❜❜ there’s a raw revelation to the notion that one feisty little womp rat calls the razor crest a home, dry - eyed, under the two tag-team combatants that guide him, ones with barbed wire around their fists and thorns in their skin. ❛❛ to take after me, ❜❜ the mandalorian grunts under an effort, the glove of a fist gripping, then twisting. ❛❛ he’d have to listen to me. ❜❜ with a fondness, blind to most of mandalore’s company, but full throttle and heart set for him, does he regard the child. though, the beskar does little to helmet his study of one vi skorr as well. the monochrome, rasping tones on the tongue of the mandalorian model the moment into a severe contrast.

palm to razor, he pats for her attentions. with a makeshift, manmade wheel of retorts, his cranium nods and displays the red, blue wires that mingle in his grasp. ❛❛ come here. make yourself useful. ❜❜

#wow i love #lilo n stitch.#anyway ANYWAY this is cute pls-🥺#ic.#watchild

fall in luv w din

#🥺