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❝ It’s only day 2 for this shirt, and these panties are fresh from the dryer. ❞ ❝ I don’t need you to forgive me. I haven’t done anything wrong. ❞ ❝ I’ve always forgiven you until now. ❞ ❝ I can never tell if you’re lying. I can never trust my gut when it comes to you. ❞ ❝ Are you spying on me? You don’t trust me? ❞ ❝ How do I choose the box to bury my friend in? ❞ ❝ If he dies, he can’t talk. Dead men tell no tales. ❞ ❝ When you walk in here, you make me hope. Hoping is bad for me, so do not come back here unless you are back for good. ❞ ❝ When it’s your turn, you can talk, but right now, be quiet. Let yourself be kissed. ❞ ❝ It’s always his turn, despite the fact that I’m the one you like to ride, that I’m the one that makes you moan, that I’m the one who reaches you in places that he can’t begin to touch. ❞ ❝ We can hide in the shadows or we can stand in the light. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna live in your apartment, waiting to service you. I have things to do. I’m busy. But, I did book a nice hotel suite for booty calls. ❞ ❝ Do you actually think I give a damn what anyone thinks of me anymore? ❞ ❝ A broken heart is a broken heart; to take a measure is cruelty. ❞ ❝ You can’t summon me. You are not in charge of me. ❞ ❝ Did you think I’d want you back? ❞ ❝ I am less than interested in whatever it is you have to offer. ❞ ❝ You thought I would be dragged in here and I’d lay eyes on you and I’d gasp, and I’d rip off all my clothes and crawl on my knees over to you and beg you to take me, that I’d be some kind of sad porn fantasy. ❞ ❝ I could have anything I wanted, and I wanted you. You can laugh at it and make fun of me, but the truth is, nobody else wants you. ❞ ❝ I’ve lost too much. I’ve given up too much. I’m not even a person anymore. ❞ ❝ I’m not like you. I’m sorry you miss me, but I’m not like you. ❞ ❝ Why are you picking a fight with me today? ❞ ❝ You’re thirsty, but you’re not here for a drink.❞ ❝ You’re here because you want what you’ve been fantasizing about ever since you left the other night. ❞ ❝ I can give you what you want just the way you want it. ❞ ❝ You either go home alone and try your own hand at quenching that thirst or go upstairs with me and replace that dry lump in your throat with something much more satisfying. ❞ ❝ Trust me; I will be the one standing over you when you die. ❞ ❝ You keep secrets from me. You make me feel small. ❞ ❝ Burying yourself in work isn’t always the best thing when you lose someone. ❞ ❝ I’ve got enough blood on my hands already. ❞ ❝ Don’t ever leave me like that again. I almost didn’t survive. I almost died without you. ❞ ❝ You have been waiting for this moment from the second I got in bed with her. ❞ ❝ It doesn’t matter what the truth is, does it? The only thing that matters is that I put my hands where you think they don’t belong, and now I’m in chains. ❞ ❝ I am going to have you destroyed. ❞ ❝ He’s a predator, an animal, a killing machine, and just because you’ve decided to turn a blind eye to that doesn’t make it any less true. ❞ ❝ I think you want me to be guilty. Guilty lets you hate me for things you’re not allowed to hate me for. ❞ ❝ If there’s any part of you, any part of you at all, that believes that I’m telling you the truth, you’ll help me. ❞ ❝ You may have never heard what it sounds like when she wakes up screaming from a nightmare, but I have, and it’s awful. ❞ ❝ The truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a while, but it’s not gonna go away. ❞ ❝ Since us bitches have got to get through this dog and pony show, I’m gonna need you to sit down, shut up, and follow my lead. ❞ ❝ Is she right about you having nightmares? ❞ ❝ Don’t let love cloud your judgment. ❞ ❝ We both know in the end you’re not going to choose me. And that’s okay. I want you to know, I need you to know, not choosing me is okay. ❞ ❝ I keep my promises. I will watch the life fade from your eyes. ❞ ❝ I love her. Does that matter to you at all? ❞ ❝ It stops you every time, the arrogance, the need to swagger, to show everyone who you are. ❞ ❝ True power hides in plain sight. ❞ ❝ You and I are ruined. We don’t have a chance now. Too much has happened. ❞ ❝ I know you’re trying to be rational, and I understand why, but you can’t pretend this is okay. ❞ ❝ I mean, I figure we have two choices here - we can either pretend this unbearable sexual tension doesn’t exist, or we can address it head-on. ❞ ❝ You are beautiful. The face that launched a thousand ships. ❞ ❝ What is it that is so special about you? You have so much power over him. He revolves around you. ❞ ❝ He needed you. He was in pain. He wanted to die. ❞ ❝ I could protect him from everyone. Except you. ❞ ❝ I wanted to shoot him. I didn’t, but I wanted to. I wanted to kill him. I wanted him dead. ❞ ❝ I’m very powerful, you know. Some women would find that a turn-on. ❞ ❝ Let’s just say I’m in a giving mood tonight. ❞
lms for a starter when i get off work tonight !!
will i haunt you, anakin, when i am dead? you’ve bore witness to my death in its glorious entirety, from the moment i came to coruscant to plead for my planet before the senate. my death starts there; you can trace it all the way back. ( poem. )
lms for a starter when i get off work tonight !!

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the multiple failed assassination attempts made against me have helped build both character and self esteem
discord really just went down at the worst moment of my life like it really just did that to me
* @pyraean / this is the only thing i’ve ever had any faith in.
@senaetor
he’s healing, slowly but surely ( the worst of it has mended, he feels, although he can’t imagine it’s a pleasant sight ). he’s yet to be conscious when she’s around, but at least now that’s been remedied. a sense of relief washes over him when she enters the room, and the peace that settles across his shoulders at her presence is allows him to relax back against his pillows, less on edge. he listens as her footsteps grow closer, and he reaches out for her hand, fumbles til his fingers brush hers. he laces their fingers together, brings her hand up to touch his lips to her knuckles in a soft greeting. ❝ hello, love. you’re certainly a sight for sore eyes. ❞
NOTHING THEY HAD SAID WOULD HAVE PREPARED HER the first time she’d seen him after the battle. and attempt to prepare her they had, with gladio’s hand firmly on her arm and his face achingly and crushingly sorry and guilty as he’d looked away from her. neither of them had been able to look her in the eyes, and she’d felt remorse radiating off of them; not just for her, she’d realized as she’d opened the door that first time, and seen the burned and mangled remains of what had been her husband’s ocean eyes. she had been grateful, albeit briefly, that he had not awoken to her horror, and to the sobs she had muffled into her hand, and then into gladio’s shoulder. she’s barely left his side since then, sitting on the edge of his recovery bed and holding his hand, stroking his knuckles with her thumb and tracing the contours of his face with her fingertips. the only reason she’s RETURNING, now, is because prompto had dragged her away to eat, to wash her face and change her clothing.
SHE ENTERS SOFTLY, SLOWLY, still believing him asleep, until she catches sight of his body, propped up against a mountain of pillows. reclining, but awake, his head turned blindly towards the sound of her bare feet against the floor. can you hear my heartbeat? how it still flips at the sight of you? padmé does her best to hold it together, to avoid screwing her face up and weeping, and manages, for the most part. it’s a sudden blessing he can’t see her façade crumbling, as she takes her seat on the edge of the bed, her side resting against his thigh, her expression cracking at the DAMAGE to his face. he is still handsome, still as stunning as the day she met him, the day she fell in love with him, the day she married him. the worst of the wounds, the raw and ruined flesh, have healed over. imperfectly, but still healed, and not infected. she thanks the astrals, privately, silently, that she won’t lose him yet, and takes a deep breath, ready to open her mouth, ready to say something sturdy and steady.
INSTEAD, SHE COLLAPSES. it’s almost ironic, that it’s not the burned skin, not the clouded over retinas, that moves her to sobs, but the tiny little scar on his lower lip, and the minor difference it creates in such a familiar action as he kisses her knuckles in lieu of a hello. it’s not the fact that he’s looking three degrees to the left of her eyes, and two degrees too high; it’s the sound of his, hoarse with disuse, but still himself enough to make a terribly black joke at his own expense. it is the sudden, bone crushing, all consuming realization that she has been terrified this whole time that her husband might not have returned to her; the delayed, hollow punch to her gut of how close she came to losing him. ❛ that’s not funny, ❜ she manages, her throat tight, her voice raw and thick with grief and fear and relief, the hollow echo of a laugh in her tone, despite her words.

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* @howyll / & empires for your youth.
❛ HOW DID YOU DO THAT? ❜ her voice is full of fascination, almost childlike in its wonder. brown eyes are wide, liquid amber and bronze as she tries to follow the movement of their magic, and fails. she’s seen SO MUCH in her life that cannot be explained by science, by logic, can only be written off as the will of the ever living force, but this ––––––– this is MAGIC. ❛ can you do it again? ❜
alderess:
❝ sometimes . . . i feel so old . ❞ rare is the weakness admitted in this lonely night , in the way her eyes never meet the other’s . she swallows the grief that claws like blades up her throat .
❝ as if the lives lost on alderaan – in the war – left their years on me . ❞
( open . )
THERE’S A JOKE IN THERE SOMEWHERE, if she cared to look hard enough for it. there’s a sidelong glance, a pointed raise of her brows, a disbelieving shake of her head at her daughter. but for now, padmé keeps it to herself; too caught up in the hollow feeling in the pit of her stomach and the base of her throat that threatens to overtake her at the look of WEARY GRIEF on leia’s face. the weight on her daughter’s shoulders, the cracks in her spine ––– padmé would spare her that, if she could. if she had the capability, she’d bring back alderaan, bring back bail, bring back breha; she’d willingly hand her daughter back to the people who raised her, willingly relinquish everything she had left, if only to take leia back to her childhood, to before she had heard of a rebellion, before she had put her life at risk for her people, before she had lost her home, her family. ( there is an endless and awful cruelty to the laws of the force, of the universe. leia had lost the only mother she’d known to gain the one hiding herself in the shadows of her daughter’s life, and sometimes . . . sometimes padmé wonders if it was worth it. if she hadn’t brought doom on alderaan and the lars homestead in some way, just from sheer wanting of her children. )
❛ alderaan will always house itself in your bones, leia, ❜ she finally murmurs, her own eyes askance. they are mirror images, the same life twenty seven years apart, evident in their hair, the set of their spines, the way they can speak about their grief, but can’t seem to look it in the eyes. ❛ but not in the way you think. death does not live inside of your ribcage; that weight can always be set down. i promise. ❜
hi all !! i‘m so sorry i haven’t been around much recently, and i just wanted to make a quick announcement about that !! i’m not leaving this blog by any means, i just have good news !! i recently got hired for a full time receptionist position that has the eventual potential for management, and it’s been SO GREAT so far, but the only thing is that they wanted to start me right away....which is great, because i get on the job training and everything is faster paced so i have more hours and more responsibility right out the gate...but also sucks....because i’m still finishing out the last two weeks of my old job, which i hate. i’m currently normally working both jobs in the same day, so i’m having 10-13 hour workdays more often than not, and i genuinely haven’t opened my laptop in like six days now. my last day of my old job is this wednesday, which is great, but i also don’t have a single day off until next monday, so like....kill me. i ALSO only have $2.33 in my bank account until i get paid this upcoming friday, so if y’all could pray that i don’t starve to death or drop dead of exhaustion from work, that would be excellent.
anyway, all this to say that i love y’all a lot, i’m not leaving, i’m just currently stressed and overworked, but i should be back here regularly in a week !! in the meantime, if you want to get a hold of me for plotting purposes or just to chat, my disco is oh, ophelia.#4868 , and i would love to chat if you want to add me !!!
SAINT AMIDALA OF NABOO ( 1 / ? )
Listen I am aware canon exists like … I can see it. I just don’t…. como se dice…. give a shit.

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hi (:
send me “hi” and i’ll turn my spotify on shuffle and write down the first line of the first four songs as a poem for you! ( accepting. )
better love
ophelia
high hopes
unsteady
hi
send me "hi" and i'll turn my spotify on shuffle and write down the first line of the first four songs as a poem for you! ( accepting. )
sleep on the floor
there will be time
sedated
lost in my mind