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God Speed! by Edmund Leighton

#so like....... when will i get the medieval au i deserve #as a good christian girl #❝ | & THE WINGS SHE GREW WERE TOO LARGE FOR THE CAGE → ( aes. ) #q

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anyway

#pls note that im gonna be super selective with whom i follow #ily all pls be safe and remember that you're loved

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nvm im rebooting see y’all when im done 

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yeah  uh  swrp  can  choke  i’m  gonna  go  through  my  followers  list  and  limit  myself  to  the  people  i  know  within  the  fandom  because  i’m  too  tired  to  deal  with  this

#❝ | YOUR LOCAL GAY FAIRY GODMOTHER → ( ooc. ) #mmm whenever i think this is over sw rp comes back ten times more toxic but why am i even surprised #if you wanna keep interacting or w/ever come @ me but other than that im just gonna softblock a lot of people

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Clone Wars 3x5: “Now this is a Mandalorian welcome.“

#【 ✦ ˚⊹┊ HER COURAGE IS SEWN IN THE STITCHES TRAILING HER SPINE AND WHEN I KISS HER BRUISES I TASTE FIRE. ╰ aequitia. 】 #【 ✦ ˚⊹┊ GILDED MARROW; DO GIRL-BATTLEFIELDS BLEED RED?╰ padme & satine. 】 #good #pure #( ╰☆╮ CH. → PADME / liberty crowned in thorns. ) #( ╰☆╮ CH. → SATINE / columba pacis. ) #q

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    grow uptm

#im functioning on three hour of sleep and i'm Tired #y'all acting all high and mighty when it comes to petty fictional bullshit but when things escalate and actual real people are hurt #you're just gonna wash your hands of it and act like you did nothing wrong ever #go outside pet a dog go get a drink

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Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

No deleting questions, either!

#┕┊ ✉ | ❛ SEND ALL THE MEMES; #anyway im off to bed bc i have a doctor appointment in uh... 7 hours? #either way stay safe

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obi & satine ; )

Send me a pairing and I’ll tell you: ACCEPTING(NSFW)

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#good #spicy #icb they're perfect for each other what goods(tm) #【 ✦ ˚⊹┊ YOUR NAME IS IN THE STARS. I HAVE BREATHED YOU INTO THE COSMOS SO MANY TIMES ╰ starkniight. 】 #❝ | SHE HAS SEEN TOO MUCH WAR & SUFFERING → ( headcanons ) #nsfw

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you’re  all  such  talented,  wonderful  beautiful  beings.   you  outshine  the  brightest  star  in  the  sky  and  i  am  continuously  in  awe  of  your  strength,  of  your  uniqueness,  of  your  capacity  to  shrug  off  negativity  and  continue  being  awesome.  never  change  —–  except  if  you  want  to,  except  for  striving  to  become  the  best  person  i  know  you  could  be.  i  love  you.  i’m  proud  of  you.  you  are  valid  no  matter  what

#in the wake of the latest swrp fuckery

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#hey look it's obi and satine #❝ | & THE WINGS SHE GREW WERE TOO LARGE FOR THE CAGE → ( aes. ) #【 ✦ ˚⊹┊ YOUR NAME IS IN THE STARS. I HAVE BREATHED YOU INTO THE COSMOS SO MANY TIMES ╰ starkniight. 】 #【 ✦ ˚⊹┊ YOU MADE FLOWERS GROW IN MY LUNGS AND ALTHOUGH THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL I CAN’T BREATHE ╰ obi wan & satine. 】

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#❝ | & THE WINGS SHE GREW WERE TOO LARGE FOR THE CAGE → ( aes. ) #!!!!

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gale  ??  showstopping.  extraordinaire.  incredible.  splendid.  talented.  smartest  tool  in  the  shed.  the  very  best  like  no  one  ever  was.  

#i would fight and die for gale come @ me i dare you #anyway gale is the best thanks for coming to my ted talk #❝ | YOUR LOCAL GAY FAIRY GODMOTHER → ( ooc. )

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and when the dust of your rage settles you’re left in the dark palms pressed into your eyes wondering why you weren’t good enough

i blame myself. -jg (via blackwatch-guardian)

#oh #O H #OH!!! #❝ | TO KEEP YOUR VOICE UNHEARD IS TO CAPITULATE → ( musing. )

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it  just  snowed  outside  &  the  light  makes  everything  look  pink  and  this  is  the  most  satine  mood  ever

#it's like dusty pink and so pretty im?? blessed #❝ | YOUR LOCAL GAY FAIRY GODMOTHER → ( ooc. )

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OBI-WAN       /       starkniight

       SHE COMES INTO HIS ARMS & his own wrap around her lithe form, mindful of course of the ornate decoration she wears that mark her as DUCHESS.  who is he if not a liar ? the lies that drip from gaping maw may be those of liquid gold, but the prettiest of the metal did not negate the burn once it touched skin ( as it had touched her, as it had touched anakin, ahsoka, padmé – !! ) . the truth of his sin had turned out the designs of his loneliness, but it was his guilt to burden, had been HIS doing of undoing. her comfort therefore – while it may be the intention of an angel condemning herself to pluck from his breast the sorrows of regret –  is misplaced. 

     the embrace is therefore short-lived. he removes himself from her body & withdraws instead into the openness of the air, his sole connection to her the grace of his hand upon the same fingers that had struck him. poor girl ! he LOVED HER DEARLY, though the words would never fall from his lips. he loved her & he had deceived her, like he had his own family at the temple. glad she may be that he was alive, but he had never been dead to begin with – she had not regained anything ! instead she’d accumulated distrust, unjust behaviour, the unknown. his feelings on the matter were not even COMPARABLE to her own, try as she might to ease his conscious. 

                ❝ the atrocity of the act has left its scars, ❞ he ventures to say, a commentary upon the obvious. his hand turns hers over in his grasp, downcast eyes noting the swelling, the redness of the sting upon the palm. his other limb might come forward then so that he could ghost a thumb upon that gentle curve of her life line, starting midway between thumb & index finger & curving down towards her wrist. when he gets to the end he covers her hand entirely, encasing it between his own. eyes lift to meet hers & one might be astonished at the maturity that lurked behind the gaze, the age showing through. what PANIC had arisen not moments ago fades in an instant, ghost-like in every aspect  –  ( EMBRACE RESPONSIBILITY !! )              ❝ the mission was successful but not at the cost of your feelings or your patience. I mean it honestly when I say that you were not supposed to know of the mission to begin with, but it is not meant as a slight against you or your character. we wanted the death to be known, but only for the short while it took for me to complete my task & neutralize the threat. you being at the FUNERAL… oh, satine …  ❞  he inhales deeply & shakes his head, breaking the eye contact only momentarily if only to allow the frustration to show upon his brow, before refocusing again with added clarity.           ❝ the mission was … not a success, ultimately, now that I have come to understand the consequences. nothing I say will appease the damage done, & no apologies will suffice – but I am SORRY, for what it’s worth.  if there is anything I can do for you now to help, please, you only need say the word, even if you wish for me to call in another jedi for whichever task it is you have asked the council to attend to. ❞

                    TO  BE  IN  LOVE  WITH  A  GHOST   /   DOES  YOUR  SOUL  TREMBLE  WITH  MEMORIES  OF  WHAT  YOU  CAN  NEVER  HAVE  ??     the  wounds  he  had  ripped  within  you  are  tender  to  the  touch,    his  fingers  seeking  your  heart  to  take  the  BIRD  by  its  neck  &  wrung  it  so  it  may  not  fly  again.       (    you  think  :  this  is  what  LOSS  feels.    air  under  your  feet  and  limbs  heavy  with  led.    you  have  flown  too  close  to  the  sun  &  he  hath  burnt  your  skin,    have  poured  all  of  yourself  within  his  open  mouth  so  you  may  feed  the  beast  coiled  at  the  bottom  of  his  spine.     you  think  :  LOVING  HIM  HURTS  !!     a  pain  like  no  other,   &   you  would  stop  it  if  you  knew  how.                  or  would  you  ??    )

                          he  says  her  name  &  she  does  not  think  it  had  ever  sounded  so  beautiful,    even  heavy  with  sorrow.     she  had  mourned  a  death  that  was  meant  to  deceive  -----  the  aftermath  of  such  a  thing  cannot  be  easily  brushed  off,  no  matter  how  much  she  tries.      but  maybe  she  had  always  known  that  he  would  find  new  ways  to  crush  her,     to  take  a  hold  of  the  feathers  she  had  grown  anew  and  rip  them  once  more.       what  truly  ought  to  scare  her  is  how  readily  she  would  let  him.      it  doesn’t.

                                       “  i  love  you,  ben,  ”    &&   it’s  a  whisper,  barely  raising  above  the  rustling  of  the  leaves.      she  says  it  like  she’s  APOLOGISING,    like  it’s  breaking  her  heart  all  over  again,  because  she  knows  him,  beyond  anything  else.    she  never  asks,  she  never  takes,  only  gives  and  gives  until  she’s  BARREN  --------    but  it  is  enough.  it  has  to  be.      “  even  if  i  tried  to  deny  you  forgiveness,  i  would  not  be  able  to.  ”              the  truth  is  this  :  she  would  love  him  with  his  hands  around  her  throat,   his  teeth  within  her  flesh,   his  nails  ripping  at  her  chest.  it  might  be  folly  but  the  choice  had  been  made  for  her  long  ago.

                         she  pulls  back  then,   albeit  her  fingers  linger  as  they  brush  his  &  she  turns  to  look  towards  the  setting  sun,   walks  when  she  knows  he  will  follow.       “  i  have  something  to  show  you.  ”

#starkniight #☆ | ❛ reply #´ ♔◞ undo this storm & wait › ( 001. ) #i too love death

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We won, or we think we did When you went away, you were just a kid And if you lost it all, and you lost it We will still be there When the war is over

(don’t reblog if you’re not a roleplay blog)

#✯ — ❝ THIS PERSON IS JESUS & Y’ALL NEED TO BOW → ( promo. ) #satine's doter #the only child that matters #she birthed her herself it was beautiful but bloody

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' you could do it, i wouldn’t stop you. ' local eldritch beckons maidens 2 sinful ruin more news at 10

SUBTLE  ROMANCE  STARTERS   /   ACCEPTING.

                SATURATED IN STARLIGHT   /   BATHED  IN  MOONLIGHT  ;  there  is  no  blemish  nor  shadow  ‘pon  marble  flesh,    a  child  so  thoroughly  HOLY  the  night  has  no  rule  over  her.     (    what  of  your  core  ??  do  you  taste  pomegranates  on  your  tongue,    OR  IS  IT  BLOOD  ??     crimson  dripping  down  from  ‘twixt  cherry-lips,    pooling  at  your  feet,  glimmering  like  rubies    )

                           O’  MAIDEN  FAIR  !!      pay  no  heed  to  the  serpent  ‘neath  flower  petals,   least  you  find  venomous  fangs  digging  within  the  tender  flesh  of  a  throat  bared  ---  !!         she  cares  for  them  not.   interest  sparked  by  a  voice  laden  with  honey,    kore’s  bare  feet  amidst  the  flowers  in  the  meadow,    lured  in  by  hades’  poisonous  touch.

                   she  takes  one  step  to  close  the  gaping  maw  between  two  entities  so  vastly  different  they  ought  to  not  exist  within  the  same  spectrum  ------  doe  eyes  wide  with  curiosity  &  maybe  something  more.     (    maybe  something  VISCERAL,    a  hunger  within  you  that  cannot  be  sated  with  pretty  words  and  flowers  abloom,   a  taste  for  the  night,  obscene  lolling  of  a  tongue  meant  for  prayer  and  not  words  laced  with  darkness.  )

                           DARE  SHE  TOUCH  THE  IMPURE  ??    ivory  vessel,  will  her  skin  burn  ??       a  finger  traces  the  slope  of  his  cheek,    cherubic  lips  twisting  into  a  smile  that  is  barely  there,     twitch  of  one  corner   &&  she  raises  herself  on  her  toes  so  she  can  see,    so  she  can  witness  the  darkness  within  him,    to  feel  it  lick  at  her  own  overflowing  light.

                                               “  you  speak  as  if  there  is  a  choice  to  be  made.  ”        she  knows,  deep  within  her  heart,   what  RUINATION  taste  like.     FALLING  /  FALLING,    wings  of  wax  melting  when  touched  by  the  sun,     ozone  on  her  tongue,    and  it’s  so  bright  she  can  see  the  shadows  lurking,   ready  to  strike.  still,    her  hands  come  to  rest  against  his  shoulders,  so  she  may  keep  herself  straight,    a  tilt  of  head  crowned  in  gold  &  lies  bringing  mouths  together  into  a  kiss  of  death.

                      SIN  TASTES  AWFULLY  SIMILAR  TO  BECOMING.

#CHARLIE I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS IS BUT IM SCREAMING #amloved #❝ | AND FROM HER MOUTH SPILLED FORTH HONEY AND WINE → ( answered. )