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Should I surrender,
our time together?
Let go of the past,
there‘s plenty reasons as to why it didn‘t last.
Late night cries,
teary eyes,
a lot of pain,
I feel in my vains.
Why was it so sudden?
I wasn‘t prepared,
so sadly now,
my heart won‘t be repaired.
You‘re still on my mind,
even if I wish I could finally leave you behind,
but all that I know,
is I‘m a girl with a good soul.
(c) moonentries
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❝Close your eyes. I got a surprise for you!❞ {Grogu to Luke} @alongtimeago
Luke hadn't really thought about his birthday much, he'd been so focused on Grogu and his training that by the time he realized his birthday was coming up, it was only three days away.
He needed to comm Leia when he got a chance, it was her birthday too after all.
"Alright, Grogu, my eyes are closed." Luke said holding out his hands for whatever surprise his student had gotten him.
#alongtimeago#✩ 。✧﹡。╰‘𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐉𝐞𝐝𝐢 › luke in character#✩ 。✧﹡。╰‘𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐀 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐫 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐲 › answered
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The city of São Paulo was founded here in 1554 por João Otavio Dobre Ferreira
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Hello from the future lol! It's already New Year where I am, so HAPPY NEW YEAR! I know I haven't been as active as I used to be, but I really hope to fix that next year. Let next year be a lot easier than this one! Love you all <3
*:・゚✧ Happy New Year! *:・゚✧
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Blinking as the little one curls his hands around his pants leg, Daryl takes a moment to compute the new set-up. One step forward and the kid doesn't budge; it's only after three steps without any movement that he realises that--
"Huh." To his credit, Daryl lets out an amused snort. "Sure, kid. That works."
And it's a creative way to move for sure.
The kid's tiny enough that he weighs next to nothing. Daryl takes the deer on his back and starts walking to the closest stream and it's like he isn't attached to him at all.
Grass crunching under Daryl's boots, the sun shines through the canopy of the trees on the way. Eventually, they come across an incline, and as he traverses the well-worn path mapped out by all the animals that had come before, the sound of rushing water starts to reach his ears.
The stream is shallow, but Daryl's confident in his skills. He sets the deer down a good distance from the water first, though.
"All right," he starts, tilting his head from side to side to get the cricks out of his neck. Daryl's arms rotate in his shoulders, too. "This is it.
"You hear them frogs croakin'?"
An amused chuckle escaped his lips when Daryl asked him that question. He wouldn't quite call that talking, but he did try to communicate with him as best he could. When he guessed that he had never had squirrel before he confirmed this with a small shake of his head and a;
"Na-ah."
For emphasis. His eyes lit up at the mention of frogs though. A giggle escaped his lips as he heard the man curse. He could only wonder if Kobe was a bad word too.
He pursed his lips together when he asked him if he was tired. He was rather tired indeed. That gave him an idea though. Cautiously approaching Daryl, he held up his hands to indicate he meant no harm, before moved closer so he could stand on one of his shoes. Hoping he wouldn't mind. He was far lighter than a human child and figured that he could hold on to his shoe or pant leg and travel with him this way.
#[ grogu being both a baby and unable to talk#is making daryl talk SO MUCH#and i am CRYING ]#alongtimeago#thread.
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@alongtimeago sent: [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s from Grogu :) ► from this meme.
The sound of Grogu’s crying hurts in Ryuujin’s chest, reminiscent of those ancient days when his daughter had just formed out of the volcanoes in the sea and every little thing made her weep. The only difference, of course, is that Grogu isn’t crying because he’s needy-- he’s crying because he’s cut his palm on a rock after tripping and trying to catch himself.
“There, there,” Ryuujin says, the back of his claw tip rubbing gently at the top of Grogu’s little head. “It’s all right to fall, little one. Come here.”
When he slips his palm beneath Grogu’s body to pick him up, the act so delicate despite the hugeness of him, Ryuujin draws him up to carefully press his forehead to the baby’s head. The difference in size makes it difficult to hug, but the sentiment is there all the same.
As a being born straight from the Force itself, Ryuujin’s touch ought to be comforting to any mortal.
The scent of Grogu’s blood remains in the air, tangy and metallic. Ryuujin hums quiet and melodic in his chest. “There’s nothing to be afraid of, see? I can make it better.”
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@alongtimeago // LMFAO HI
Seeing the pod on his rooftop and the green... thing inside... has Sebastian blinking once. Twice.
He’s tired, and the sudden thump in the ceiling of his apartment had woken him from a good night’s sleep, but now that he’s investigated it he’s not sure what to think.
“I must be dreaming,” he mutters, plopping down by the pod with his head in his hands. The creature inside had been looking at him, but-- surely it isn’t real, right?
“...now I’m seeing aliens...”
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It was a curious thing, after all of the time he had spent with the kid it was like they had developed some sort of connection with each other. He wondered how much of it was a connection with him because of what they had been through together, or if it had something to do with his jedi powers.
Either way it was something that was a bit of a comfort, to know what the kid was saying without him actually saying anything. When the kid sent the orb towards him Din had a feeling he knew what he was asking, "You want me to play with you?" he asked making sure he was understanding what the kid was asking, "Sure, we still have some time before we get to where we're going." he said as he took the orb and gently took the orb and then carefully sent it back to the kid to catch with his powers.
@universeofmuses
Instead of following the orb, he reached out a hand to summon it back to him instead. Twisting his hand he made the little ball levitate a moment, before it landed in his palm. Letting out a giggle he looked up to meet his gaze with a smile. Of course there were accidents on occasion, but he would never purposely do something to endanger himself, or both of them. Holding up the shiny orb, he gave him a curious look for a moment, as if to ask if he needed it back already. He hoped not..
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Lost In Translation (Grogu, Melinda)
❛ Cry if you need to , I'm here. " Grogu said as he tried to reach out to Melinda through the force. He even held out his little arms for a hug, in case she needed once. {Or if you prefer to plot some more first just let me know!}
@alongtimeago
Melinda hadn’t expected the voice in her mind when she landed where she was. What she did feel was the magic strong with the voice, the power of The All. Melinda had developed strong telepathic walls. The presence had brushed along the walls and sounded so much like a child. “Where are you?”
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Terrifying Reputation
@alongtimeago ask to thread from [ x ]
She could tell she had uttered the wrong word the moment she noticed his cocky grin. She shook her head in amusement, to then roll her eyes.
“Oh, I do. Or worse.”
She added with a mischievous grin of her own.
“There’s no way I’m going to tell you that.”
“No way?” Han pressed. “Feels like there’s some way you’d tell me,” he reached up and put his palm flat on the wall behind her as he leaned a little closer. “It seems like you really want to talk about this terrifying reputation I’ve got or you wouldn’t have brought it up,” he tilted his head in a flirty manner, smirk permanently splayed over his lips. It was fun teasing her, watching her grow hot and flustered. Seeing such a bold and confident women blush and lose control was addictive.
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@alongtimeago liked for a random starter.
Anakin had decided to visit Luke. The former rebellion general had grown curious to see how his son was doing with his new jedi academy. It has been some time since the two have seen each other. They both lead busy lives now. Stepping out of his personal ship, boots step over grass as he walks to find Luke.
Of course, it is not his son he finds. He finds Grogu, who is seemingly alone at the moment. Luke doesn't seem to be around anywhere. Bending down to greet the youngling better, he smiles at him.
"Hello, little one. Is Luke nearby, by any chance?"
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degadigedidadidago abimery alongtimeago

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Two Children Meet
“Hello!” Shireen hitched her dress up and crouched to be more at the green child’s level, looking at them with warm curiosity. “My name is Shireen. Are you all right? You’re not lost are you?” The young girl offered a hand to the little one, the other clutching a charred stag figurine. “Do you need help?”
She felt... rather protective of the little one. The world could be cruel; in fact, it was more often harsh than anything else. A child alone, as the princess knew very well, was an easy target for the predators lurking in the shadows... or out brazenly in the open. So many, too many, went about with their maliciousness unchecked, or even rewarded. It was... wrong, all wrong. Shireen was determined such a state would neer be hers.
A king protects his people, or he is no king at all.
@alongtimeago
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The Child blinked in surprise when he heard the man speak. He had sensed him approach, but he figured the other couldn't see him, considering how small he was. Vegetation. He wasn't sure what that meant. He understood the plant part though.
Upon hearing him approach, he cautiously moved away from the large rock so he could examine the stranger. The child was small. Not even taller than a human's boot. His fingers, which had sharp nails, could only just wrap around a person's finger. The only exception to this were his big brown eyes and his even larger ears. The tips of his ears twitched slightly as he tilted his head to look up at the man without making a sound. Friend or foe, he wondered. These days.. It was hard to to tell..
Looking down at the little creature he tilted his head. That strange sensation he’d often felt when near those strong in the Force was off the charts. An almost shiver ran down his spine as he sensed it. Despite looking like an adorable little whatever it was Lysander felt it was also old. Older than him at least.
He knelt down to look at him a bit closer. A youngling? This far out? He didn’t know of any temples this far out on the rim. Most of the outer planets were filled with either outlaws or folk who wanted no part in the galactic politics and wanted only to live their lives free of any tyranny.
“You’re not from around here are you little one?”, he asked him as he looked at him, extending his hand in friendly gesture.
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Charlotte laughed softly as she watched him eat happily, scarfing down each piece until his plate was cleaned.
"There there, don't eat in such a rush." she gently patted his head. "There's more meat, so don't rush, okay?" she smiles.
It is evident that Grogu has grown so much since the last time she saw him, but he still couldn't communicate with her. It was alright; she enjoyed his little ah-ahs and oohs. "Where's the big guy?" she asked, talking about the Mandalorian.
@lovelylostminds continued from here
His ears seemed to perk up in response to her question.
“Ah-a!”
He confirmed, giggling as she tapped his nose.
“Oooh..”
He let out, a clear sound of fascination at the mention of yummy meat. Cooing in delight he sat wiggling on the chair, waiting for her to bring the food to him. To giggle happily once she put the plate down in front of him. He didn’t need to be told twice. He used both of his hands to grab pieces of the meet, that he then devoured hungrily. Barely taking the time to chew before swallowing it down. He hummed contently at the first taste of the meat.
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