and weep the way back to my birth

a side blog of @valleyofthemachinegods for rp purposes. follows back from there. SWTOR muses.

[valleyofgolg]

Hi. My name is Lee. This is a sideblog for my SWTOR blog, @valleyofthemachinegods, curated entirely for roleplaying purposes and to save folks from seeing unrelated nonsense from that blog.

Here is a link to my OC page, and the RPable muses are filterable.

I have other roleplay blogs for various fandoms (most of which are swtor compatible with au's). If you're interested, just ask. Here's a list:

@paramounticebound (khan from star trek: into darkness with like 10 star wars au's)

@deficd (ft arcann, thexan, vaylin, lana and other star wars/sci-fi muses)

@cfmartyrs (ft saufa and leika'le specifically, idk whether to merge entirely at this point but it's there if you want a non-sideblog experience)

@sxbaist (star trek oc with multiple verses)

@codeb-b-b-breaker (DJ from TLJ)

Rules:

Don't be a dick.

Don't godmode (unless we've spoken about it.)

Adult themes can and will occur on this blog, and being that I'm over 30, I won't write with anyone under 21.

A lot of my characters are messed up and triggering themes will be present, though likely not written explicitly. I tag everything with 'tw trigger'. Please let me know if you'd like something tagged.

That... is it. In actuality, I'm a huge dork and really shy so please don't hesitate to reach out! :')

[counterspelling]

Endless TLOVM

[summertydes]

fathers

billie eilish “blue” | the front bottoms “father” | tiktok comment | desireé dallagiacomo | phoebe bridgers “motion sickness” | venienes “my father” | @mad-girlslove-song | sharon olds “i wanted to be there when my father died” | bruce springsteen “my father’s house”

[twoheadedfawnn]

you ever feel like you were born with something rotten inside you and if people get close enough they’re gonna find out

[valleyofgolg]

Which sad planet analogy are you?

Mercury, the forgotten planet

You've always felt left aside, no matter were you'd go, you have always been the forgotten one, the black sheep, the third wheel in the group, people take you for granted and make you feel as if you weren't even there, as if you were invisible, but you're not, you're more unique than others could ever think, you just wish they could pay attention to you for once.

tagged by:// stolen from @kylo-wrecked <3

tagging:// i don't even know who to tag on here anymore :') so YOU!

[0alix0]

commission for @valleyofthemachinegods 💙❤

[flowerytale]

Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter to Andonis Anemoyannis, 1902

[monopole]

[summertydes]

fathers

billie eilish “blue” | the front bottoms “father” | tiktok comment | desireé dallagiacomo | phoebe bridgers “motion sickness” | venienes “my father” | @mad-girlslove-song | sharon olds “i wanted to be there when my father died” | bruce springsteen “my father’s house”

[heymeowmao]

天行健 | Floating World/Heroes E2 ° I really want to kill you. If I kill you, there will be no more Rongtian Sword Sect. But it's all we have left.

[girlfriendnumber16]

All I need is for someone to gently cup my face and tell me I'm not as doomed as I feel.

[miserablelovee]

[brittlefcrged]

OPEN STARTER. / any verse, any setting, could be someone that knows her visions are real or someone that just thinks she’s having an episode, whatever you want.

               “No!   No, don’t –”  One hand swung wildly in their direction as she stumbled backwards, barely catching herself on the corner of the wall she’d practically tripped over to somehow keep her balance.   “Don’t touch me, I don’t want – I, I know – I saw what you did, I saw - I saw what he did, I saw - I can feel it, feel you –”  Another desperate swing to try and keep space between her and them, tears streaking hot down flushed cheeks, angry, harsh breaths drawn in raggedly as her hand flung up to press against her head, her temple screaming in pain.  She could feel the bone splitting beneath her fingertips, knew that when she pulled away her fingers they would be coated in blood.  (They wouldn’t be, and they weren’t.)   “P-please, I’m sorry,”  it wasn’t her voice in her head, though it was her voice that spoke the words, sobbed the words, her gaze unfocused and unseeing, an eerie white blue frosted over her usual hue.   “Please don’t –”  

[valleyofgolg]

Visions were familiar, all-consuming, eating away at the mind like ravenous beasts. Agonia knew, intimately, the way that Reese recoiled and recollected and recombined. Migraines and dry mouths, blood coating the skin where sweat formed. Reality, just out of reach. Yes, she knew. Patiently, she waited, letting the most violent of reactions run their courses.

"Reese," a command belied beneath a gentle tone; for her, through the distortion of her rebreather. "Listen to my voice. Listen to me."

An edge to that tainted voice, imposing in its silent violence. No armor needed, though she donned it all the same. Always. Eternally. One step, two, three to bring her to the other woman, gloved hands grasping at shoulders. Before she could hurt herself, or something else.

"You are here. Not there. Reese."

[galaxyvoices]

Darth Thanaton put his hands behind him, digits intertwined with one another. His eyes were focused on the one speaking, nodding before communicating thoughts himself. "One should always have respect for their superiors. Tradition should be respected in every capacity. Principles, history - all things that one should keep in mind. All of these things formulate the way our life is structured, I'd recommend keeping each of those things in mind. However, I don't believe you are here to hear me ramble. Why did you come here?"

[valleyofgolg]

Distaste and recoil were not hidden. Not truly, though the rebreather covered her face like a shroud, veiling a sneer, perhaps, or the downward twitch at the corner of her lips.

"My master sent me," distorted through the mask, that which obscured a trace of disrespect. Her own mentor had culled such concepts from her; or perhaps it was her furious nature that had her rejecting lecture, even if there was something to be gleaned from it.

A beat, semblance of curiosity bleeding in.

--"If there is no room for reformation, does tradition not become... inhibiting of evolution?"

[valleyofgolg]

Like for a starter from Darth Agonia!

[jellyfishrave]

[twistedappletree]

how do i fake it with another man?

how do i love him on the weekend?