#kwaad

[havetowriteitoff]

Ik voel me echt 

Echt 

Echt

Echt heel erg kut.

Ik voel me klote

Ik voel me leeg

Ik voel me kwaad

Ik voel me angstig

Ik voel me onzeker

Ik voel me alles

Ik wil schreeuwen 

Ik wil huilen in een hoekje

Ik wil niet meer

[erikvelema]

Liefhebben

[ralph-mulder]

Als je alleen staat

[twafordizzy]

De djinn en de immigrant

Belaagd door djinns; bron beeld: store.hmv.com Een djinn is een bovennatuurlijk onzichtbaar wezen, dat volgens sommige islamitische geleerden bezit kan nemen van mensen en ze van hun vrije wil kan ontdoen. Samen met mensen en engelen zijn djinns volgens de Koran de drie levensvormen met een bewustzijn gemaakt door Allah, aldus Wikipedia. Ahmed met zijn scheve mond, die in het bed onder het jouwe…

[inbedby1am]

No, it isnt my anon but in claiming this for the Netherlands

eat cheese please it’s amazing

the united states government

[magnetarbeam]

It was funny in my head.

[incorrectstarwarslegendsquotes]

I got half a mind to kill you... and the other half agrees!

Tahiri Veila, immediately before decapitating Mezhan Kwaad

[seyferta]

Star Wars: The New Jedi Order favourite characters: Priestess Elan, Vergere, Danni Quee, Jacen Solo, Elegos A'Kla, His Eminence Harrar, Tahiri Veila, Mezhan Kwaad, Wurth Skidder, and Ikrit.

[swtorpadawan]

When You Need a Pick-Me-Up....

Ever feel down about your art / writing / content, like its not good enough?

Sometimes, a single response from a mutual is enough to cheer you up.

Thank you, @raven-of-domain-kwaad

🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

[castielsprostate]

ik hoop dat het koningshuis zichzelf van binnen gaat kapot vreten en doodbloed.

[worship-my-body]

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[dirklagast]

De duivel in elk van ons

Van Holocaust tot terrorisme: hoe gewone mensen in staat zijn tot buitengewoon kwaad – Christophe Busch (Borgerhoff&Lamberigts, 2023) Een klepper van 848 pagina’s, die je meesleept van begin tot einde. De laatste pagina las ik op 27 juli 2024: precies 82 jaar na de opening van het ‘Sammellager für Juden’ in de Dossinkazerne te Mechelen. Ik had minder dan 12 dagen nodig… Twaalf dagen had Philipp…

[washingpinmechanic]

[ralph-mulder]

kleine jongen en jonge man ( in teken van vrede)

[erikvelema]

Jezus ziet je.

[jjjwhovian]

I would love to see more sides to the Empire than “evil conquerors go brrrr”.

I mean the things the Empire do ARE objectively evil but there has to be more than that.

Give us more of their culture damnit!

In fact, thanks to this post, I’m now headcanoning that after Nox joined the Dark Council Vowrawn brought him and a few others to the opera and that the whole Empire had a day of mourning dedicated to those they lost on Ziost.

Nothing will ever, EVER convince me the Empire (the resurgent Sith Empire, for clarification purposes, in case you don’t know that I basically only write SWTOR-era stuff) does not have a vibrant, fascinating, normal society.

Like I get it, ooh all the Sith are spooky and angry and meaaaaaaaaaaaaaan.  No.  That’s ridiculous.  This is a society that tells you to thrive on your emotions.  Hate to break it to Star Wars’ severely limited black/white dichotomy, but there are more emotions than hate and anger.  The idea that Sith don’t love is ridiculous.  The idea that people in the military do nothing but go pew pew and never get married and never have children is ridiculous.  The idea that Sith would all want to murder each other and their children if they have any but they wouldn’t because they hate love and hate relationships and hate hate hate hate rawwwwwwwwwwwwwr is ridiculous.

Give me a Sith Lord who’s worked in the Sphere of Biotic Science his entire career, whose yard and garden is the envy of his entire block.  Give me one from the Sphere of Technology who can fix any gadget anyone brings to him because he’s been a tinkerer his entire life.  “Oh, your speeder’s making some weird noise?  Take it to Lord Artran, he’s fixed mine for years and we just swap favors.”  Give me a super-nice neighborhood, one of those that feel like no one lives there, run by the galaxy’s most uptight HOA until a few Sith get sick of the stupid inspections and dumb fines and stage a takeover of the board of directors.

Give me a grizzled retired sergeant who lives next door to a grizzled retired major.  They watch all the smashball games at the sergeant’s house, drinking beers and eating MREs because of course they have stashes of MREs.  Give me platoon get-togethers at the cantina right outside the main gate because Captain Cratol’s band is playing this Felday and he said if everyone shows up drinks are on him.  Give me the still-wet-behind-the-ears privates checking in, totally lost on this massive base, sent off to find ID10T cards and grid squares by their new corporals because everyone gets sent to find ID10T cards and grid squares it’s just how things go.

Give me nights out at the opera and the theater and the symphony, with high ranking Sith in their nice boxes and the rest of the seating available to anyone who wants tickets, including discounted tickets offered to military personnel, especially those who are at their first duty station and got lucky enough to get Dromund Kaas, because culture is important.  Not just military culture, not just the history of the Sith, but the art and music and performances being created now, because the Sith know that their history is full of being wiped out and they’ve learned from their history and know to enjoy what’s here to the fullest, because it might not be around in a few hundred years.

Give me Sith who eschew having droids do everything, who go down to the shopping districts themselves, looking through the produce and the crafts and the new clothing styles.  Who bring home flowers to decorate their table and their windowsills.  Give me Sith in the Sphere of Ancient Knowledge, whose walls are covered in shelving for translated tomes, history books, the newest offering by Darth Nox detailing the history of the Voss and how it differs from the historical account given by the Republic.

Give me date nights and outings to the shooting ranges and shopping for furniture.  Give me trying to find a swimsuit for a vacation, shopping for a new speeder, antiquing.  Give me people having smugglers ship in things like snacks and the latest album from Knights of Corellia and silly things like that.  Give me holidays and “shit is it our turn to host your mother you know she can’t stand me” and block parties.  Give me Sith parents teaching their children instead of sending them to the Academy Preparatory School, a sorcerer and a juggernaut having good-natured debates over which is more important to learn.  Give me military parents watching their child graduate from basic training, one military and one civilian maintaining their relationship through the turbulence that is military life, one Force-sensitive and one non Force-sensitive dealing with disappointed Sith parents and apprehensive non-Sith parents.

Give me actual mourning over what happened to Ziost.  Give me a commissioned memorial, a speech by the Council, a day set aside as the official Day of Mourning, where the the entire Empire just stops and remembers, because there isn’t anyone that wasn’t touched by the destruction of Ziost.  Give me people coming together to help the refugees that did make it off the planet before it was destroyed.  Give me the reactions by all of these Force sensitive people to ruination on such a great scale.

Give me a thriving, interesting society … not one-note caricatures.