sorry i haven't been around cuties buuuutttt my parents surprised me with a two week d.isney world trip!!!!!! like straight up didn’t tell me until we were in the car already so i’ll probably be pretty scarce until december 18th. i’ll try to do some writing while we’re chilling at the condo but i’m usually pretty tired after long days at the parks so no guarantees!!
i hope you all have wonderful days in the meantime!! & feel free to hmu on disco since i’ll probably be a lot better at responding on there!
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∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐄𝐑
“ IT’S BEAUTIFUL. “ voice is softened by whispered whimsy as her fingertips trace across the droid. LIFELESS — cool to the touch, just as rose’s hands often were. NOW, THEY WERE SLICK WITH OIL. “ definitely old. i haven’t seen this make in a while. do you need me to fix it up for you ? POE IS BETTER WITH DROIDS, but i can give it a go. “ @galmaborn
“𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐈 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐋𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐘?” her expression is a mixture of confusion & a bit of frustration that quickly softens to regret for her outburst. the confidence displayed as she’d pushed the poor thing up a hill to give to rose has vanished. “you... you can do whatever you want with it. i just thought... you might want it?” myla bends down, pats the astromech on the head even though it can’t feel it. “i 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐃 it from a droid battle back home.”
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∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐉𝐄𝐃𝐈
❝Try the movement again but this time refrain from sloppiness. You are to work with the force, initiates, not shut it out,❞ Dooku voiced coolly, flicking his hand before drawing it back behind his long cape. he watched the initiates with a keen and scrutinising gaze, flicking between them with each strike, each fluid movement, misstep and mistake, noting the weaknesses and strengths in each individual within his mind. Though occasionally harsh in method, Dooku prided himself in his teachings; he excelled in his craft and he believed that reflected in his students. One student in particular had stood out to him, not only in skill but also in potential.
❝Initiate Myla,❞ the Master started, unreadable expression on his features as he beckoned her to the side of the training hall with a gesture of his head, ❝may I speak with you a moment?❞
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 @galmaborn
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐋 & 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 as a way to promote an unbreakable camaraderie between initiates that will be sustained long into their years as jedi masters, but she only feels dragged down by the others. perhaps, it is arrogance that leads her to believe this, but as myla glances to her side, sees the choppier movements of her fellow youngling, she wonders if it is simply the 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇. the thought brings a new focus, a want to prove her worth, & saber moves in a spinning swing that surprises even herself with its fluidity. it isn’t exactly the move they’ve been instructed to practice, but... she can only hope it’s gone unnoticed.
her voice catches in her throat when her name is called, held there by certain feeling that he’s singled her out to be reprimanded. she can only nod once, golden blade retreating into hilt, as she scurries over to the place he indicates, much like a small, skittish creature would. voice suddenly returns as she looks up at his imposing figure in a rush of words that cannot be stopped. “i’m sorry, master. i’m not sure the force & i get along very well.” she swallows & gaze returns to her feet. “... i — i could go meditate instead if you’d like.”
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∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐎𝐖��𝐋
@galmaborn // lyric based starter call ( accepting! )
IT WAS a war zone. koska was helping everyone she could, getting people out of the path of war and getting them to safety. she approaches another person, kneeling down to meet their level. “we’ve gotta get away from here.” her filtered voice is loud next to the others, pushing them up. “come on! we don’t have much time.”
𝐌𝐘𝐋𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃. the situation is dire, but she’s always been so hopelessly stubborn. “no! if we retreat, then they’ll take the outpost!” & for all of her talk of wanting to escape, of wanting to run away & never have to lay eyes on a single spire again... this is still the place where she grew up, learned to survive, & these are still her people struggling to protect their planet. “i’m not letting them destroy my 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄.”
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i was screaming through the whole episode oh my gosh
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To the writers that feel ignored: You breathe life into your characters in a way that nobody else can. Whether it’s a canon character, or an original character, your interpretation of them make them individual to you and your writing and so, so amazing.
You are an amazing writer because you take the time to think about everything that you’re given in a thread, and use your imagination to make something out of nothing. You create an entire world almost everyday! That in itself is amazing, and then you write it with such passion.
Sometimes when you reblog memes, or positivity posts and don’t get really any feedback, it can be tough, but I promise you it’s not because you’re not a great writer. Being a great writer is about dedicating yourself to your craft and doing what you love. I have every reason to believe that if you’re writing in the community, you’re doing what you love.
Lets be real, I could sit here all day just throwing up compliments like they’re pieces of confetti, but I’m sure that’ll bore you eventually, so here’s what I was really getting at:
You are a fantastic writer. You are kind. You are creative. You are smart. This is how I genuinely feel, even if we’ve never met, or done anything with each other. I promise you with all my heart that you are an amazing person and a brilliant writer. You bet your ass I admire you, and other people probably do too.
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i've got an awful sinus headache so i’m probably gonna go ahead & call it a night. if you liked my mains call i see you!!!! & i love you but i’m not going to be messaging anyone until i can form a complete thought (probably tomorrow).
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∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐉𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐕𝐒
“𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝙾𝙺𝙰𝚈, 𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚁𝙴 𝚂𝙰𝙵𝙴 𝙽𝙾𝚆. i’m not exactly sure what that was, but … looks like we lost ‘em.” / @galmaborn | ♡’d
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐔'𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄. but the departure from familiarity coincides with the newfound absence of adrenaline, & she sinks pathetically to the floor. “that would be my 𝐁𝐎𝐒𝐒... or technically i guess she’s my boss’s boss.” she’s rambling, as though as long as she keeps talking this waking dream won’t end in flames. there’s a guilt that mixes with her gratefulness, a concern focused far more on his wellbeing than hers. her lips press together in a grim expression, & she finds it increasingly difficult to raise her eyes from her own boots. he has no idea what he’s done. “thank you, but i’m afraid none of you are safe as long as i’m still on board.”
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maybe consider this a little, very subtle 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋?? i don’t typically do exclusives unless it’s exclusive shipping or we’ve heavily plotted our muses’ relationship but we can totally discuss that too if you’d like!
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hmm i just had a big mood drop so i think i'm logging out for the night to play some bf2 & try to chill out.
i hope you all have lovely days/nights!! remember that you’re doing a great job & that there’s no one else in the world you can write your muse quite the way you do!! you’re a unique & special addition to this rpc whether you write a canon character or an original one!
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∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑. —⋟ @sithstolen || ♫
“𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄.” tone is accusatory, but underlaid with something not quite so harsh. it’s not soft enough to be called pity, but there is a likeness to the emotion even as gloved finger points at the other woman. there’s too much in her statement that can be applied to herself & it makes myla uneasy. the air feels like it’s burning... though perhaps it isn’t the air but something else. she has a very bad feeling about this. but she cannot allow anyone to cause trouble in the outpost, regardless of foreboding feelings & the crackle of power. batuu has no such thing as law enforcement, not anymore, which leaves the protection of oga’s interests in the hands of enforcers like her. “& 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄.”
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∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 !
𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 in a demonstration of how a knife should rotate in the air. her other palm acts as a facsimile target, & she lightly presses the tip into the fabric of her glove to show the way the knife would theoretically hit a target. “you want it to make at least a full spin before it hits so that it punctures straight instead of tilted.” she adjusts the knife against her hand so that it’s leaning at an upward angle. she wonders how many times she watched a knife comically bounce off someone’s chest when she was still learning. every instance had worked as a distraction in her favor, but that likely wouldn’t always be the case for them. myla removes a few knives from her holster & holds them out for them to take. “easiest way to figure out how much rotation you put on it is to throw a couple & see if they stick. just remember: don’t 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊 it.”
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hey, you should go follow my multi of all star wars ladies @doeled
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∘⡊☆˚⊹ 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐊𝐒 || 𝙂𝙀𝙉𝙀𝙍𝘼𝙇 𝙎𝙀𝘾𝙐𝙍𝘼
❝ 𝙸 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝙽𝙴𝙴𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴. ❞ Loyal troopers of the 327th Star Corps already stepped foot on the ground and had begun to aid the rest of the men in securing the area.
✰ *・゚✧ —— ┊ 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: @galmaborn, x.
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆. “yes & i thank you for arriving so quickly.” myla tries not to think of how many more losses the 304th might have sustained otherwise. “intel suggested that the base was 𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃, but obviously that wasn’t correct.” none of the droids are of the particularly imposing variety, but their numbers & the element of surprise have proven to be sufficiently overwhelming. head dips, & she suddenly finds it difficult to meet her fellow general’s eyes. “i’m sorry that you had to come because of my mistake.”
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the problem with having 100000 tabs open is that i can never figure out which one the commercial for toothpaste is coming from.
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