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scribare-archive · 9 months
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@lovetold : i think we were meant to find each other.
there is something to be said, about being loved by her. it feels warm, in a way he has never experienced. something he can't quite explain, but it's new. something he could easily get lost in. a protectiveness over her, even if he knows well enough : she can take care of herself. but he wants to take care of her. show her just how much she means to him. how much he loves her. everything feels a little easier with her here. sounds odd perhaps. but the light feels a little brighter, the air a little fresher, the sun a little warmer. feels a little more alive. like she had carried a piece of him all this time & only now did he find it. smile tug at the corner of his lips, hand drift up to rest against the side of her neck : thumb brush along her jaw. lived a long life without her by his side, and he really wouldn't want to go back. meant to find her. meant to love her.     ❝   we were.   ❞      leaning down and there's a soft kiss pressed to her forehead. ❝   i would not have it any other way.   ❞
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jessescoldbrew · 2 years
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Cassian murdering Arvel Skeen is one of the most nuanced and complex moments I’ve seen happen in Star Wars and I’m going to be thinking about it for a long time. Diego Luna is brilliant. The myriad of thoughts and emotions all being portrayed in Cassian’s face and his tone. The anger that brews after Arvel admits he doesn’t have a brother. Cassian’s silent realization that he’s going to kill him.
No words.
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clonehub · 2 years
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"andor is trying too hard to be dark and gritty! star wars was never like this! this doesn't fit star wars!" sorry they can't make police brutality comfortable for you to watch
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Hellloooooooo
We've arrived. Everyone! We've arrived 🤣🤣🤣.
In the long running tradition of Star Wars actors encouraging representation 🥳🥳🥳.
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acourtofladydeath · 2 months
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WIP Wednesday: TTBW Ch 3
Hello loves!
For your midweek snack I have a snippet of "Take These Broken Wings" Chapter 3.
Not caught up on the fic yet? Read the first two chapters here on AO3!
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"A Dark Black Night" is scheduled to post this weekend barring major complications. Keep reading under the cut for your tasty little snack!
After a moment’s hesitation, Nesta placed a hand on Azriel’s shoulder. “I’m here for you too, Az. You are not alone. I know your history. You know ours. I’m not sorry about a single thing the three of us have done, separately or together. And I won’t let anything they say make me regret it. Keep that in mind for me, won’t you?” Time seemed to stand still as Azriel stepped forward and embraced Nesta, their emotions eddying around them in an almost visible flurry. His arms wrapped tightly around her as he buried his face in her pale blue Illyrian wool dress. She wore the same armor adornments over the fabric as she’d done that night. Nesta wasn’t shying away, not from a single thing. So why should Azriel? He held her tight as his shadows began to swirl around them both, cocooning them in darkness and muffling any words they might say. Azriel pulled back just enough to speak. “He’s truly okay?” Nesta let out a little exasperated laugh, her face falling from her proud mask into worry. “Not even a little bit. But he’s ready for today, and that’s all we can ask for right now.” She looked up at Azriel with tender concern before asking, “are you?”
Stay tuned to find out if Cassian, Nesta, and Azriel can get through this day.
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thestarswholisten · 10 months
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This is war. We don’t have the luxury of good ideas - only picking between bad ones.
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Day 5 - Food
Probably nothing is more popular or easily recognizable than food. Food almost defines a culture before anything else. National dishes and local delicacies help bring countless people together. Immigration, colonialism, disasters, and far-reaching trade networks have changed food maps for eons.
What are the foods that make up Star Wars? What foods would you put into Star Wars? We've seen the tomato slices and drum sticks from The Clone Wars, the infamous war rations, and the popular nuna. Mandalorians have uj cake, while Jedi might have their own versions of home delicacies. Maybe there are outer space versions of jollof rice or moon cakes. Show us what you got!
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eddiemunscns · 1 year
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Lissa Vale in Andor 
Taglist: (If you would like to be added please let me know!) @steveshcrringtons @samwilsonns @steve--harrington--gal @starcrossedjedis @cas-verse @acabecca @sgtbuckyybarnes @arrthurpendragon @reyofluke-ocs @malafvma @drbobbimorse @asirensrage @valdrinors
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shadowglens · 1 year
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❝ you wouldn’t have loved the real me, anyway. ❞
          ❝ you never gave me the chance. ❞
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dunbonnets · 1 year
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✧. ┊ Cruel Summer, a Bridgerton fanfic written by Bee
For as long as any of them can remember, the Bridgertons and the Cartwrights have had a bitter rivalry. One that started with their great-grandfathers, no one can quite remember why or how such a rivalry happened. Even now, almost 100 years later, the Bridgertons and the Cartwrights still hold that rivalry.
Like the other Bridgertons, Miriam was well aware of her family's age-old rivalry with their neighbors. When the Cartwright's eldest son begins courting her, she's initially against it, as is the rest of her family. There's something so captivating about Cassian Cartwright, and Miriam is suddenly unable to stay away from him. Her eyes are always looking for him in the sea of people at every ball, she is always hoping he is amongst the callers come to see her.
Cassian Cartwright did not intend to fall in love with Miriam Bridgerton. It was supposed to start out as harmless fun for him and his brothers, getting the young Bridgerton girl to fall in love with him. Infuriating the Bridgertons by courting one of their own was funny to the Cartwright brothers, and by the end of the season, he would leave Miriam Bridgerton with a broken-heart and even more desirable to other suitors.
But when he suddenly has competition for Miriam's heart, he finds himself taking such a task more serious than he intended.
edited by dunbonnets | jan. 2023
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scribare-archive · 7 months
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there was never enough time. her visits here always too brief and too abrupt in nature & always ended sooner than he would like. so maybe he is stalling in the only way he knows how, because usually it leaves them both lost on time. most efficient way anyways. plus, he quite like this. likes feeling her hands on him, her body pressed against his own, the warmth of her radiating into him. her back pressed against the wall : his hands splayed out against her hips, keeping her close. feels like home & he isn't quite ready to let it go. let her go. wants to enjoy this as long as possible. one hand drift up to her face and slide back, fingers curling into her hair as he kiss her, leaning more into her.
@moiraied. starter call + passionate kissing, pressed up against a wall.
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@lovetold : you’ve got a lot of explaining to do .
he had snuck out earlier , claws of rhysand at his mental shield & it was important enough to untangle himself from her arms : no matter how much he would rather stay in bed with her all day . door open and he hoped he could get back before she woke up , but she was standing in the middle of their bedroom and eyes land on her a second later . beauty always striking . especially now , with the sun slowly rising & washing her in hues of pink and orange . wings tuck in tight behind him as he close the door behind him : walking over to her in three long strides . hint of a smile tugging at corner of lips , hands go to either side of her face as he leans down : forehead lightly rest against hers .     ❝   i would much rather have been here .   ❞      voice a soft rumble between them , head tilt just a mite to the side : nose nuzzle against hers . ❝   anything i can do to earn your forgiveness ?   ❞
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clonehub · 2 years
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You see racial profiling in Andor as well. Cassian gets sexual attention before the two white corpos. They feel entitled to both sex and power in general. When they don't get it, they harass Cassian, ask if he swam over, and his warrant says he has "dark features"
The sex worker who approached him I think was a white woman. This mirrors real life where white men respond with violence whenever they think a white woman they have a "right" to doesnt support their masculinity, undermining it by going for someone else (in this case, a man of color). A similar theme can be seen in Timm and Bix.
Overall white men's masculinity was threatened, they responded with violence (yes, calling the cops on minorities is violent), and they end up suffering that violence ten fold.
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Also, there's something to be Said about how every single one of Dedra's wins are never actual wins, like.
Cassian and Luthen decided to leave the star path unit behind
There's a spy in their midst right now and she has no clue
She thinks she's so smart that she is looking for 'Axis', but Axis has a spy right next to her
She thinks she's so smart in terrorizing Ferrix looking for Cassian, but Cassian was already in custody, planning his next rebellion
She will think she's so smart in wiping out Krego, but it's also because the Rebels don't want the ISB to find out about Lonni
She thinks she's competent (even more competent than her superiors- she was right to note that Aldani was not a robbery but an announcement), but she is being helped by the very people she wants to destroy.
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acourtofladydeath · 2 months
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WIP Wednesday: TTBW Ch 4
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Hello loves, I'm here to say there are only 2 scenes left in TTBW Ch 4: "All Your Life" for me to write, and then the it's off to the Beta gremlins (affectionate).
If you aren't caught up on TTBW, you can read it here on AO3!
Beneath the cut you can catch a little sneak peak of what's to come. Snippet TW: depression.
Cassian just sat, gazing after the clouds that floated by with his eyes full of an emotion that Nesta couldn’t quite place. She walked toward the door and looked back, only for a moment, and took in her mate. “I’ll be gone for less than an hour, okay?” She didn’t tell him how to contact her. She knew Cassian knew how, but also that he wouldn’t. Her mate had barely spoken to her, and she couldn’t blame him after all she and Azriel had revealed during the trial. After everything that had been said about him. “I love you, Cassian.” Without looking back after she spoke, Nesta left quickly for the library. Something inside her twisted, and she wondered if she had made the right decision. When the door closed, Cassian forced himself to gaze unseeingly out the window for a minute longer. She couldn’t know, couldn’t suspect. It would ruin everything. Once he was sure he could no longer hear her footsteps, Cassian stood on unsteady feet and walked toward his bedside table. 
Stay tuned for more where this came from, hopefully very soon!
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acipaer-a · 2 years
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@heartvalor​​
the king of hybern sending five of his men after her long ago ,   cutting her wings off in the middle of the forest   &   expecting the powers from them .   like it was ever his to claim .   but he was a tricky asshole .   ink now trailed the back of her hand and around her wrist   :   a bargain struck between her and the high lord of the night court .   her wings back ,   in exchange for her army fighting in the upcoming war .   (   her and her people had mostly kept away from any conflict in prythian ,   but this one they might not be able to evade .   )   and her own hatred towards the king did rule in their favor .   shoes barely make a sound against the stone   &   she had always heard the stories about the night court .   or rather ,   a part of it .   this part .   hewn city might not be quite like her own home .   dark gaze shift around as they walk towards the room her wings would be kept .   where amren had seen them .   and she could feel the power from them long before stepping inside .   air softly exhale when cassian steps to the side and the wings are right infront of her .   
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in a glass cage ,   locked away from her ,   magic had kept them just as they were when they had been upon her back .   swallow tightly before walking closer and the lock is crushed in her hand   &  thrown to the side .   the door slowly opens and reaching inside     .  .  .     she can remember the soft feel of the feathers against her fingertips .   the way they would wrap around her on cold nights .   but instead of that familiar warmth ,   it sting when she touch against feathers .   the scent of burned flesh and blistering skin when she takes a quick step back and looking down at her hand ,   there is only confusion and hurt and slow building anger seeing the damage to her hand .     ❝   i’m going to kill him .   ❞      right now ,   him could be anyone ,   but the king of hybern on fire wouldn’t be an awful view right now .
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