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Mezzo hands him a gift: an apron. A special apron.

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nothing to give, he said, when he in fact was a gift the galaxy didn't deserve but had breathing its air, growing its flora and nurturing its soils with every word rolling from between his lips. the kind of 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 radiating from his aura and affecting everything around him was something she had never seen in anything, anybody else; it seemed as though his existence alone was something sacred and beyond all human understanding. quite nothing could compare to his soul that through her perspective seemed to be the most beautiful thing to have existed in her lifetime so far. to think he battled with such musings was almost enough to leave a wound in her loving heart, but this was an excellent place for learning to both him and her — she too had oftentimes found herself considering similar lines and questioning her abilities when nobody was around to hear them, and those had been an inevitable part of growing. he too was growing, too fast in her opinion, and doubts were a sign of quiet wisdom.

the soft palm of her right hand soon found its way to rest on luke's cheek, cupping it ever gently. her thumb brushed over the warm skin, motherly instinct pushing the overly 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 part of her to the side, away from a moment that was meant to be shared between the most vulnerable versions of their beings. ❝ but you are giving them something all the time, my dearest ❞, she spoke calmly, ❝ just by existing you're giving hope and courage to the world around you. and that alone is more than enough. ❞

should he take after her, in time, he too would find himself in a situation in which he'd be pouring from an empty cup; this 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐧 wouldn't take place anytime soon, she hoped. a faint frown followed as padmé rested her hands in her lap, ❝ has something happened i should be aware of ? ❞

i have nothing to give them. :: luke, @misfittcd

#♛ 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 :: undetermined.#misfittcd #WEEPING AS WE SPEAK

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"Missed me, huh?"

Chin tilted down, he barely flicks his gaze up at Saem as he speaks. It's been a rough few weeks, the entity deciding to bench him and cut Anvil from the usual rotation. Who knows what he had done to upset her but finally she released him from her prison.

#misfittcd #::: { verses } Dead by daylight

“ Don't touch me. Please! I don't want to hurt you. ”

── ⠀⠀@misfittcd

⠀⠀[ ⠀FROM Disney’s Frozen Franchise⠀⠀]

THIS SUDDEN EXCLAMATION might as well have been a dagger piercing her heart. Shi’al’s breath caught in her throat, struck by FEAR that was not her own. What horrible things could her Dyad have endured, to render him so afraid of himself? It broke her to even consider the possibilities.

⠀⠀“Kian,” Even the way she uttered his name resembled the gentlest of prayers. “I know you are frightened. I can feel it, as if your fear is my own — but I am not fragile. My love is not fragile, and our bond is not so easily destroyed.”

#⠇ writings ⠇ ━━━ far too many notes for my taste #⠇ askbox replies ⠇ ━━━ all i ask of you #misfittcd

Ears pin back, tail flickers a little when the wolf-kissed hears footsteps approaching. Luckily for Eivor, in this... Form they are able to pick up on scents and sounds from miles away. Still, they were not used to company in this form so forgive them, Gale, for hunching over with teeth bared as they turned around to face him. They take a moment to realize its him, before finally relaxing a little and exhaling slowly - a puff of air leaving their maw. ❝Gale? You shouldn't be out here. You should be back in camp... Sleeping.❞ They snuck out preciously because of this form. Even they stand tall with hind legs, azure gaze watching him carefully.

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#ic #misfittcd #V.;; BG3.#gale has new awoo companion!

❛ you’re not alone. i’m here. ❜

── ⠀⠀@misfittcd

⠀⠀[ ⠀⠀ FROM 200 random dialogue prompts ⠀⠀]

HIS BLOOD RAN COLD, every single molecule of his body FREEZING upon recognition of THAT VOICE. Dooku sprang to his feet, snapping out of his meditative trance amidst this unexpected confrontation with the PAST.

“You,” he snapped out in between gritted teeth, “are dead. The dead do not belong here in this world.”

⠀⠀Why would the spirit of his FORMER PADAWAN be so callous as to torment him from beyond the grave?