#scoundrvls

[hxdrostorm]

@scoundrvls​ responded to your post:

& then he did the whole galaxy a favor.

[commandsir]

🎶 / for cad

                   🎶  for  a  song  that  reminds  me  of  our  muses .  

f*ck you - lily allen (rock edit)

[darkestshadeofgrey]

which muse had the most impact on current writing style?

The influence and significance of my time writing my OC @borskovlegacy cannot be overstated. He was the first muse I wrote in Tumblr, and through him I have met some of the most impactful and resonant writers I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. It kicked off everything here for me, and radically changed the way I approach crafting and implementing OCs. There's a direct line of causality from him to Elias for instance, as without him I'd likely not have met Puck, and so not gotten the idea to followed her into the SW fandom and met you. There are also some elements of Elias that I first really explored writing Ivan. Ivan had existed long before I came to this site, but bringing him here marks a massive turning point in my relationship with writing as a whole.

[commandsir]

🎶 / for jango

                   🎶  for  a  song  that  reminds  me  of  our  muses .  

little dark age - mgmt

[darkestshadeofgrey]

@scoundrvls​

It was rare that he touched down on Tattooine anywhere besides Mos Pelgos, but despite his preference for the town’s sense of solitude the occasion for visiting the desert planet that time had been a need for paying work. Unfortunately, that meant he headed to Mos Eisley, and as he emerged from his freighter and headed into town, grimacing as he waded through the masses and made a bee line for the cantina.

It was there that he’d gotten word of the new power in town, and almost laughed in the face of the bartender who’d told him, but considering it was a humorless droid he was forced to take the information at face value.

Despite the purpose of his visit, or perhaps in a roundabout manner to complete it, curiosity took hold and Elias found himself grabbing a speeder and heading for the Dune Sea. When he arrived, the guards weren’t too keen on the unexpected guest, but a quick wave of his hand saw them pinned against the walls of the entrance and Elias casually walked past to stand at the bottom of the stairs and look up to see a familiar beskar-clad bounty hunter sitting quite comfortably in a throne that was relatively new to them.

“You know, I almost didn’t believe it when I’d heard. Not that you were alive-you’ve always been annoyingly hard to kill-but that you took over here. I’d never taken you for one to settle with someone else’s sloppy thirds.”

[ofpolitics]

CONTINUED FOR BETA EDITOR ›› ( @scoundrvls )

                   for a moment, the duchess felt utterly uncharitable, yet with all her strength, she set her palms atop the unwanted emotion and shoving it to the very base of her being.   how little the jedi understood about her and the people of mandalore…   was it because the others still simply did not know after two decades nearly of cooperation or was it because they simply neglected to inform their advocates of the nuance?   a sharp shake set her perfectly set bob in motion, a swirl of curls brushing over her chin.    ❝  i assure you that there is a reason for our reticence, knight skywalker, though i have striven to be open.  ❞     

                   or perhaps a better answer would be that too few had passed by another mandalorian willing to open their mind as she had with master jinn and then only padawan kenobi.   that she could see easily, even as her people had, armorless, taken to more galactic pursuits in her reign.   a thousand years of mistrust and mutual harm could hardly be set aside in only a few short cycles.     ❝  i walk a thin line between the traditionalists and reformers in my system, setting aside entirely the difficulty of death watch.   neither side nor those in between are apt to trust the republic. and frankly, despite our recent accord, neither am i.  ❞

                   a deep breath filled her lungs, calming her further as she finally released her hands, hidden within her skirts.     ( patience, patience, not all know, not all understand. )     booted steps drew to an eased halt, the aliit’alor pivoting to face the young jedi, her dear friend’s student.   that reminder only made the resemblance all the more striking in her reactions, and it was only practice which kept even a hint of the laugh which she aborted swiftly from her features.     ❝  one of those reasons is the bounty hunter.   jango fett was a mandalorian, at least he was once.   i cannot say if he considered himself so when you met, but he was born as one of us and certainly never was a part of death watch.  ❞      hands clasped before her, she strove to not press as hard as to stretch the skin white over her knuckles, disgust rising at the very notion of any fett aligning with the cultists.

                   heart twisted within her chest, an ache of remembrance, of fractured grief, yet she remained calm, almost cool.    ❝  i met him when i was only a child, while he was our mand’alor, our true leader.  ❞     before her life went from difficult to utter hell, before all out war.     ❝  he ruled only a few cycles before he was set up by the death watch, his entire force destroyed by the jedi at the republic’s behest.  ❞     what a horrific day that had been.   clan kryze had lost warriors that day too, men and women she’d known all her life.     ❝  we thought him dead for many years, but then, only after he managed to rescue himself, did i learn he’d been delivered into slavery.  ❞

                   there, she could not remove the emotion from her expression nor her words, a near sneer upon her lips as she stared steadfast into the young man’s features.      ❝  that is how the senate and the jedi have treated mandalorians within my lifetime, taking the word of extremists over that of the common people, listening to their lies, master jinn and master kenobi excepted.  ❞     she swallowed the hard lump within her throat, unable to completely control the anger which still surged at the memory.     ❝  as much as i care deeply for the wellbeing of senator amidala and fear her loss, if the appearance of a vengeful mandalorian ‘rattled’ the senate or even your council, good.   jango fett was what they made him.  ❞

[jundlcndwastes]

❝ What exactly is that thing anyway? ❞ A hand casually gestured toward the thing with big green ears; the very same thing that was trying to reach for the bag that he had set down on the table. He probably saw the packs of portions in there, smelled it even. August didn't mind him trying to get to the bag. If he wanted a snack, fine. He looked back to Din waiting on an answer. He'd seen tons of creatures in the galaxy but he couldn't place the Mandalorian's companion.

☆ ───── @scoundrvls for august & din !

[jundlcndwastes]

❝ This is a rough place for any droid to be. Is anybody giving you trouble around here? ❞ Because there were three things that Juniper liked - droids, protecting droids, and fighting people; and she'd certainly fight for a droid. After all, she had saved her own droid from being abused by its owner.

☆ ───── @scoundrvls for juniper & any droid because she loves droids so much !!