every friend group got the fujoshi (amy) the transgender allegory (river) autistic individual (eleven) & the struggler (rory)
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Contretemps snippet
“You deny the sentience of the children of House Amidala, the firstborn of Padme Naberrie Amidala, and very well the future regnal Queen of Naboo, because you would rather that than acknowledge the hearts and minds and souls of millions who have fought and died for you?”
Maul hated the fucking Senate.
Laced in misery and lies, even without the active taint of Sith intervention, everything on this damned planet was stained. Shadowed. Just because he’d found the trickle that led to sanity in this place, gained the rank of Knight in this warm, loving temple, it didn’t mean that he had to like it.
“Sir,” Fizz murmured, slightest push of questioning suggestion, his Lieutenant’s Force presence bubbling with phantom sunlight.
Maul turned back his attention to the broadcast.
Naboo.
Sithfucking, wretched, beautiful, cursed, Naboo. He couldn’t escape it.
It was not common knowledge where Maul had spent his childhood. Not among the Order and not at all in his files- the facts of Maul’s reality- Maul’s capture- had been entirely obscured for his own tenuous safety at the time he’d been dragged in. That he’d told his troopers, fellow child-slaves that they had been, was a mark of deeper Jedi sentiment that he liked to admit to himself.
“My children exist,” Senator Amidala’s ceremonial face paint was shattered through in scarlet lines. The high art of Naboo, where each phrase, every gesture, might seek to reach forward in meaning and backward in sentiment, reference and poetry and systemic, artful poise.
Nothing subtle about her now.
Red, for war.
Red, to remember.
“My children,” the broadcast shifted focus as her voice ironed out into ferocity, two round-faced human infants, wide-eyed, calm in the arms of the clone commander very exactly her left, Fox, where royal consorts stood, “Live and breathe and grow. If this august body suddenly believes it has the ability to deny the most basic realities and their intrinsic, inalienably rights as guaranteed by the Charter of the Republic co-written and sealed by my most holy predecessor, the first Amidala, than it may be time indeed, for the end of this union.”
Runi, stretched out on Maul’s living room floor, reassembling her riffle, snorted. “So much for peace.”
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If you’re away from each other, what do you prepare for each other? Welcome back gifts, setting time aside etc. with whomever needs more attention >:)
Charles and I often have to leave eachother to go hunt or do jobs for the gang, Charles ALWAYS comes back with something for me, from new clothes to a cool rock he found, gift giving and quality time are big love languages for him so it's really important to make up for lost time. When he's coming back I like to tidy up his tent, clean his weapons and do chores for him so he relax!! If it's been particularly long though... I like to book a bath and hotel room to pamper him just the 2 of us and show him how badly I missed him😉
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the scene of fabian and gorgug seeing the reflections of yolanda & lucy as kristen lays them to rest… the look on lou’s face. the kindness of the act. kristen applebees, one of the most gifted clerics the world has ever seen.
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damianya week day 5: imperial scholars
2 dorks who just became imperial scholars at the same time
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i’ve got my calculus III class today and i’m stupidly excited for it. the class is 75% full, run by one of the most chill professors (sent a welcome email that basically just said “hey don’t worry about anything ever. peace”), and also the most advanced calc class that the university offers.
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TDI digital sketchbook part one!
im really proud of this page! ive been drawing characters alot lately bc i just love exploring their dynamics 😮 been using a wheel spin to pick 2 characters to draw interacting, this page gave me obvious choices but some other pages have interesting pairings!
close ups >
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i’m obsessed with the idea of cult leader!geto pining for a reader who just fucking hates him. i don’t know why just. maybe it’s someone from his past that he left behind when he defected, maybe they’re bitter and spiteful and all they do is hiss and bite but he’s so smitten. you can do no wrong in his eyes. he deserves the curses and anger, he knows, and he receives them with a smile and eyes full of hearts. he gets giddy when you scowl at him. he just thinks you’re love personified. he’s so gentle and patient that it’s infuriating because nothing you do or say will get him to bite back. it’s like you’re a kitten gnawing at his fist but he does nothing but coo at you even when you draw blood
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