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zhanteimi · 1 year
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Solo Cissokho & Indrė Jurgelevičiūtė – Solo & Indre
Solo Cissokho & Indrė Jurgelevičiūtė – Solo & Indre
Senegal / Lithuania, 2015, Mande music / Lithuanian folk This collaboration is nothing short of magic, and according to the press release, this is the first time the kora (a west African stringed instrument) and the kanklės (a Baltic box zither) have been recorded together. And my goodness, it’s like they were made to play together. Cissokho and Jurgelevičiūtė wield their respective instruments…
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sonmelier · 3 months
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74. Sissoko, Ségal, Parisien, Peirani | Les égarés
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🇲🇱 Mali & 🇫🇷 France | No Format ! | 54 minutes | 10 morceaux
"Les Égarés" rassemble deux duos virtuoses, Sissoko-Segal (kora / violoncelle) et Peirani-Parisien (accordéon / saxophone), dans un espace de jeu aussi libre qu’harmonieux. Il en résulte une sorte de célébration sereine et poétique, une douce ivresse méditative qui laisse durablement son empreinte.
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tornbluefoamcouch · 1 year
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Artista: Les Amazones d'Afrique Álbum: Amazones Power Ano: 2020 Faixas/Tempo: 13/55min Estilo: Mande Music/Dub Data de Execução: 16/02/2023 Nota: 7,0 Melhor Música:  Dreams
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dankalbumart · 2 years
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Horses and Trees by Ginger Baker Celluloid 1986 Jazz Fusion / Jazz-Rock / Jazz / New Age / Alternative Rock / Ethnic Fusion / Experimental Rock / Batucada / Mande Music
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terracegallery · 1 year
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Colorful French Horn!
Another musical beauty in my Fresh Color Art series! The French Horn is truly a work of art in and of itself. Gorgeous curves! Music art for everyone! GET IT HERE!
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theship-thewalrus · 2 years
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Jealous husband Aegon II Targaryen. Cute at the end though. Please and thanks 😊
Hi anon!! I really enjoyed writing so I hope you enjoy reading it. I also hope it is what you were looking for and fulfilled your request!! Have a nice day/night <3
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aegon ii targaryen x wife! female! reader
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word count: 784 words reading time: about 4 minutes warnings: a little suggestive towards the end
The prying eyes from the Lords as you passed them were nothing new. Men were not known for keeping their eyes or hands to themselves. They simply felt so ventilated to everything and everyone, including the future Queen. You thought your marriage with Aegon would help discourage these Lords. That their eyes would remain on the ground and their tongues would be still as you passed. In a small way, it did. Some Lords respected you enough to leave you, believing your marriage with Aegon was bad enough. Yet there were some who liked a challenge and thought of what it would be like to bed a future Queen.
Many believed your Lord Husband was a cruel man to you, ignoring you in favour of wine and whores. In the beginning that was the case, he was vain and selfish. Caring little for what you felt or cared for, as you were always there for him. To look after him after his adventures in the night. It was until you began to be more firm and strong-willed that his ways began to change. Slowly, he changed his ways, drinking less, and not seeing whores. But the man was still Aegon, there would be times he would revert back to his boyish and selfish ways.
As he watched a Lord, from some House he did not care for, dance with you, the feeling of anger and betrayal filled him. But there was also an underlying sense of sadness. Why didn't you simply tell him to be gone? Why did you entertain the man? You were his, not this other man's.
Being trapped in dance with this man was not how you wished to spend the evening. The moment you entered the dance floor, to simply walk through you were ambushed. The Lord in front of you taking the chance to whisk you away in a weak attempt to woo you. Clearly, you did not have enough wine coursing through your veins to deal with him, as each word he spoke felt like high-pitched wails. No matter how many disinterested looks you gave him or your short answers he would not leave you be. You could not make sense of it. how men seemed not to see your disinterest, how his touches made you want to rip off your skin. You were a married woman. Yet here he was, harassing you.
"Excuse me, I would want to talk to my Lady Wife," The unmissable voice of your husband filled your ears over the sound of music. Finally, someone had come to save you from this mand. Yet you picked up on the almost jealous tone in his voice. Was like a child who hated it when others play with his toys. Much to your surprise the Lord did not turn and run, apologise to you and beg forgiveness. However, he did not. Instead, he took it as a challenge. Almost as if Aegon was simply some other man and not your husband he spoke "Can you not see we are having some time together? Can you not wait."
You were shocked at the tone he took with Aegon, how this lord spoke to him like he was inferior. Moving to your husband's side your gaze hardened on the man in front of you, feeling safer when he was near. You knew the Lord would not dare strike you or curse you in front of Aegon, but now you were not sure. Aegon took your hand in his as the fire behind his eyes raged on. How dare this man speak to him in such a manner. Taking a step forward he was face to face with the man, leaving little room between them. It was an intimidation static that seemed to be working as the Lord paled. He was so tough and proud before, but now it all seemed to leave him.
It was strange how intimidating and frightening Aegon could be at times. He always seemed so soft and devoted when it was just you and him. Like a cat, he would snuggle with you until he didn't want to anymore. Basking in your affections. The words he began speaking to the Lord were low, something you could not hear with the band playing. But it sent the Lord running away, Aegon beginning to walk back to the table pulling you along.
For the rest of the night and some time after that, you did not leave his side. The man's jealousy could not be stopped no matter how many heartfelt words you sent his way, lingering touches and fluttering kisses. It seemed the only thing that could help was time with you.
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ganondoodle · 10 months
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you know, as if it wasnt already boring enough that both link and zelda got back to their 'perfect' physical selves without any consquences from all that happened, the fact that zelda doesnt even remember anything either is just adding insult to injury
although it was also a lil disappointing at the end of botw that zelda didnt age even a little bit or had any other physical change at least she was conscious during the time she sealed calamity ganon in the castle and it overall feels less illogical
when you get the mastersword back in totk you get a cutscene of zelda with it after she had already transformed which kinda .... is weird? she seemed pretty awake there, and it being right after transforming is strange since the mastersword was already restored in that cutscene, i would expect it to be a slow progress- that said .. it also seemed like her soul was doing pretty fine, unlike how mineru said that you lose your soul when you do the dragon thingy; i guess it could be that that was jsut a thing that was believed without knowing if its true but ... why even mention it then, just to dangle some consequence in front of us only to reveal there wasnt any danger actually?
also someone (i think) commented once that zelda being turned back in that weird way was meant to be that she got time reversed .. which ... okay??? the teleport to that weird nakey floating dimension is still a weird choice to me (yes i know its probably the spirit realm or soemthing and thats why the ghosts that went poff already were there but it still feels off to me) .. aynway, i guess it was meant that ghost sonia + rauru did the give power to link thing that sonia and zelda did to rauru when he magic laser blasted all those poor moldoras (and never does it again ... why not magic laser blast away gan instead he was pretty openly standing on that rock problem solved hfldshnflsnjlfs) and that time reversed the dragon thing .... but aside from the symbol for the time thingy lighting up theres no indication for it if i remember right? its just some awkward looking magic beam blast save zelda edition (tm) why not at least include the clear tök sound that goes off when you use time reversal in game? would it have been both more clear AND cool if link was still standing on her head, the world gets that spirit realm filter like it did in skyward sword to indicate that theres a shift, then have the ghosties appear and let you as the player select time thingy and then her, ghosties give you their energy and the sound of time reversal goes off, the schemes of the world below goes black and white and start to shift; you dont need to literally show the path zelda had been flying over those thousands of years, but make the world a blurry mess and let the music speed up so you feel like you are actually doing something and then she turns back maybe near the temple of time (zonau edition) so its near the place where she was last human, the filters and ghosts disappear and whoop you got your epic falling scene ... but i would like to have zelda still remember it, otherwise it just feels .. weirdly manipulative? like lets reverse your brain and memory zelda no dont worry i meant good lmao trust me
that is if it was meant to be read as a time reversal on her .... but then i question why it wasnt used beforehand? couldnt you have done that to ganondorf even? if sonia and rauru can give you enough energy as ghosts then why couldnt sonia reappear after getting one-punche-mand-to-death or when you fight gan in the present time? is the excuse that he was so miasmafied or deep below the earth that the spirit world thing isnt in reach? couldnt you have done it after he did the dragon thing then? or is it a one time thing so they saved it for zelda? but then why didnt sonia get her ghost ass back there immediately after she died and time revrsed gan getting the enigma stone? ALSO if it was a time reversal on zelda where did the stone go??? shouldnt it be time reversaled out of her in some way to undo the dragon thing? where it go?? also to time reversal a body gotta be different to getting her soul back?? or was it just never gone so what mineru said about the risk was literally jsut so it seemed more tragic when it really wasnt??? like the apparent possibilty that the time reversal CAN be used on living things and not just objects makes me question it all even more?
(also was it meant to imply that rauru somehow through his arm got them both into the ghosty dimension?? bc how did they get there, and why cant they do it again? if spirits are fine over there even if they already went poof then why act so sad about mineru fking off like that? just go back there and say hi? njfkdnjkdj)
like im sorry i cant help but overthink all of this, with every supposedly explanation i just question it more?? i dont want to sound like one of those guys that go -OoHoh there was no clear text explanation for it so i dont knooooOOOOoOw i dont know how to use ma braiiin it makes no seeeensee- or maybe i am? i dont need an explanation for everything, in fact i LIKE when there are unexplained things, but it still has to feel .. whole? there are unexplained things that make a world and story feel more mystical without taking you out of it, but theres also a way to leave things both over AND underexplained with it seemingly contradicting itself or it just trusting that you take it all at face value and never think about it that it just feels off, the the first big moment where i felt SO taken out of the game i felt actually stunned was when i was at the shrine of life and it wasnt there anymore, at all, the cave shaped like a vague imitation of it, i felt like the game was laughing at me for being so distraught about it, like what you remember and care about the game this new one was supposed to be a sequel to? lmao, anyway theres a puddle of healing water :)))
idk i just ... if its not obvious already zelda is my special thingy so of course i overthink and criticize it in ways that may seem insane to the average person, but thats just how i work i guess :/
(i am still too thinking so much about how it all feels like such an afterthought, like especially with the weird time bubbles that literally NEVER COME UP AGAIN???? WHAT WAS THE POINT??? AND WHERE DID THEY COME FROM??? and why youd choose to suddendly give zelda time powers out of nowhere and then basically not do anything with it?? zelda astral projecting to the temple of time somehow even tho her soul was lost but is also fine just to give you the time reversal gimmick is so ?? oh wow look at that zelda gave you her sage oath before you even knew about them look how coool ok but how? and why? it wasnt the actual engima stone you touch to go into ghosty world either just like a .. a weird ghost of it, it just feels off man, ok you got zelda out the way and have your neat gimmicks and uuuh dang we need to find a way to give them to you idk lol listen, i KNOW you are not supposed to question it, i KNOW they always go gameplay over story but goddamn the story ruined the gameplay for me bc everytime i think about playing it again i just get reminded of the things that dont make sense or are just so .. lackluster in ways that even botws worst parts didnt)
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zhanteimi · 1 year
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Kandia Kouyaté - Biriko
Mali, 2002, Mande music / Griot music Vocals so good Kandia’s got her own gravity well, and once you’re in her orbit, there’s no escaping this ngara. There are certain singers you hear and instantly know you’re listening to the soul of a country: Fairuz for Lebanon, Amália Rodrigues for Portugal, and Kandia Kouyaté for Mali. Undeniable talent singing from a specific tradition.
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theparanoid · 1 year
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Mandingo Griot Society With Special Guest Don Cherry - Musubalanto
From The Album: Mandingo Griot Society (1978)
[Mande Music, Griot Music, Afro-Jazz, Jazz Fusion]
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kbagraces · 2 months
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Flip A Switch - Lando Norris
Lando Norris Mafia AU
As much as we try to suppress the stigma, strong women will continue to be perceived as intimidating until you learn to love us.
PART 3 - Demons
I sped straight home to Mandi. She's my absolute ride or die, she's also the only person I've ever been allowed to be around. My father always hated anyone who tried to associate with me, Mandi somehow charmed her way into being my best friend and almost like an adopted cousin to my family. She's been by my side from the age of 15 and will be forever.
I may not have a gang of men supporting me but combined, Mandi and I have more intelligence than the lot of them. Mandi suggested there was no time to be wasted so we packed up all the stuff we could carry, my essentials consisted of all the weapons i could fit into my bag, Mandi however filled hers with clothes for every scenario as in her words "murderous rampages can still look cute". And I can't argue with that.
We had a plane waiting for us in Dover, we agreed flying from London would be a little too obvious however we were going to detour through London to possibly trick them in case they were tracking us in anyway. Keegan is not the brightest so I don't think he would've caught on just yet, but you never know his team might surprise me.
We sped down winding country roads, only an hour from London where we'd stop briefly.
Mandi reached to turn down the music, "What do you think Norris meant when he said his family leaving your dad was a misunderstanding?"
Now i love Mandi, but she does like to see the good in people. This was just not one of the times it was needed.
"Mands, he's a man. He's lying. As much as he painted it that he wanted to help me, there's always an ulterior motive, there always is with men in this business."
"Your dad was a man though. You trusted him, even more than you trust me."
"Daddy always had my best interests at heart. He never lied to me." I miss him so much, we were exactly the same. My mother used to hate the way we'd pair up in everything we did. My relationship with him fuelled Keegan's hatred as well. Daddy loved Keegan, he was a great father to us both. But daddy knew Keegan wasn't business minded, he was messy and he never planned things out or thought before he acted, he wouldn't make a good leader and he's going to ruin my entire bloodlines reputation if we don't get to Spain.
Keegan knows. Unsure when they're leaving.
"Why is he still reaching out to you?" Mandi questions as Lando's message flashes up on the dash. "You must've made a lasting impression." She smirked, I wasn't sure what she was getting at but i didn't appreciate it.
"Not going to send some love hearts back then?"
She finds herself too funny.
"Fuck off and put this in," I lean over my the centre console into my bag in the back, pulling out earpieces. She raises an eyebrow, I already know what she's thinking.
"Are we fucking spies now or something?" She laughs.
"I know you think it's excessive Mands but this isn't a drive along with my dad, you're fully involved now. It's just a precaution." She nods, slipping the device into her ear.
The low fuel warning light flashes up on the dash, "might have to make an early stop."
We pull into a rough looking petrol station. Mandi jumps out of the car beginning to fill it up. Watching her every move in case of any unexpected danger she waltzes into the station. She suddenly turns to the cashier before bolting to the dimly lit bathroom.
"Y/n/n, fuck there's two men sat in the cafe. Guns on the table, the cashier looks fucking terrified. I think they're- I hear her say over the earpiece.
The sound of glass exploding beside my head cut off whatever she was saying. Shards flew all around me, i instinctively ducked down into the foot well of Mandi's car.
"Mands. Don't move. Do not leave the bathroom" I stressed, popping my head up slightly, the men had disappeared from the cafe however the entrance to the petrol station door was swinging.
"Are you fucking joking? You'll die on your own!"
"Stay there!" I screamed, she's not here for this.
Footsteps clicked around the car, "I think we got her! The boss will be happy. Check her."
The passenger side door where I sat flew open, my gun being the first thing to welcome him, not the dead body he was expecting. A smirk found its way on my face as he scrambles for his own gun once more. One shot to the head. He slumps straight down. I jump out, where is this other idiot. "If you're going to put a hit on me, you actually have to hit me you fucker." I spit, sliding my way around the car.
"You've got a smart fucking mouth. They all say it's a shame you're a bitch with a body like that." I feel his arms clasp around me, pulling me against his body. One hand clasping a knife pressed into my neck, not hard enough to pierce the skin, but with one glide, dead. His other hand wrapped in his hand pulling my head back into his shoulder.
Fuck. I bend my arm backwards, grabbing at his manhood, squeezing and twisting. He screams out in pain, leading his grip to tighten, the opposite of what I was hoping would happen.
"Fuck you." He seethes, smashing my head into the side of the car. My vision going with every hit.
I hear Mandi, come out screaming. She's not armed. I made a mistake not providing her with a weapon, i didnt think we'd need them this early into the trip. Fucking stupid.
I want to yell at her to stop, I don't know how close she is.
I hear a gun shot.
Mandi.
But then the grip begins to loosen in my hair his head sliding down my back a warm trail of what i assumed is his blood staining the back of my hoodie. Did Mandi have a gun?
"What the fuck?" I hear her exclaim.
My body collapses finally, my vision still blurred but the piercing screaming sound in my ears slowly dispersing.
"How many times do I have to stop these situations before you realise I'm on your side?"
I know that voice. I'm starting to hate that voice. Lando.
I know he just saved me and Mandi, but he just can't mask the cockiness in his voice.
"How did you know we were here?" Mandi questions as she runs over to me, wiping the hair that was stuck to my head with blood away. Using her sleeve to clean up what she could.
"If they can track you, so can we." He shrugged. He's worryingly nonchalant after killing someone. I feel pangs of guilt even if i hate them, with Lando, not a care in the world, he was born to be a killer. I was taught.
"Thank you." I choke out, my voice hoarse.
"Nat has a place not too far from here. It's protected, you guys can crash with us tonight. No strings if you still want to be proud and carry on without us you can. But get some rest first." He speaks to Mandi, he can tell she's not as one track minded as i am.
"No we need to carry on-"
"Y/n with what car? You're in no state of mind to make decisions."
I try to argue but i feel Lando's hands already, grabbing both my arms, pulling me up. I lean into him, feeling a lot less stable than i convinced myself i was. Mandi already stepping into the car, Lando assists me to the car, my arm around his waist as his is slid beneath my arms.
"Good to see you again, y/n!" Natalie cheers as Lando places me in the backseat, he leans over clicking in my seat belt for me, I want to protest, but i genuinely don't think i could've done that myself.
Its strange how Natalie is so cheery as if she didn't just witness a murder, possibly two.
The mumbles of their voices all begin to merge together. I hear Mandi, shaking me to stay away just until we get to Natalie's.
All i could do was hum.
I can't fight it. Their voices finally disappear.
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tornbluefoamcouch · 2 years
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Artista: Les Amazones D'Afrique Álbum: Republique Amazone Ano: 2017 Faixas/Tempo: 12/55min Estilo: Mande Music/Downtempo/Dub Data de Execução: 13/09/2022 Nota: 6,9 Melhor Música:  Doona (feat Mamani Keïta)
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destimnesia · 10 months
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⠁ ⠀PSD COLORING ⠀———⠀ ICHORIAN
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ICHORIAN is a heavy and dark bright orange and dark grey coloring psd, keeping shadows really dark and lights colorful. it comes with adjustments and it's POC friendly. our model is dpr +ian in the "PEANUTBUTTER AND TEARS" youtube music video.
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Hi! How about 47 and 54 for the trope mashup? :)
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This was such a fantastic pairing for the prompts!! I hope you enjoy it :)
47 Emotional Support + 54 Mickey’s Mom Is Alive
It was a long ways between Chicago and Eastern Kentucky, and there was a hundred mile stretch of road as they waded through the rolling hills of Appalachia where the only station that would play without static was straight up, honkey tonk country music. 
Ian was loosing his mind at the sound of the fucking fiddle, but he didn’t dare turn it off because then he would be sitting in a quiet car with his husband while they travel to the hicks to visit his apparently very not dead, dead mother. 
Mickey took it upon himself to end the torture with an angry slap to the radios power button. “Jesus,” he muttered under his breath. 
“So, um” Ian said nervously, “you’re going to get off the highway in three exits.”
Shifting into the next right lane, Mickey sighed. The car went quiet again so Ian filled in the silence again, “we should be there in about a half hour, forty five minutes tops.”
Mickey nodded, but didn’t respond. So Ian spoke up again, clearing his throat and wincing as each word came out of his mouth “so are you, uh excited? You know, excited to see her.”
Three months ago, Ian got a phone call from Mandy Milkovich. They were stuck talking to their chattiest client and Ian was going to blow off the call from the unknown number, but he got a weird feeling about it. He had a million questions for her, but she just needed him to talk to Mickey about something.
“What, what is it Mands?” Ian asked urgently. “I can give you his number if you want-”
“No, Ian - seriously just listen. I don’t, I mean - well send me his number in case, I do want to talk to him” she stammered. “I need you to tell him something for me because I just, I can’t have the conversation with him because he’s, y’know a total fucking drama queen.”
“Mandy, what the hell are you talking about?” Ian asked lowly, stepping out of the building with a concerned glance from his husband. 
“I found our mom” she said, exhaling all at one. 
“You found her like - like, you found where she was buried?” Ian asked curiously.
“No, no I found where she is living, alive. As in our mom isn’t dead” Mandy said slowly.
“No but, your mom is dead” Ian responded.
“Yeah” Mandy agreed. “Except she’s not, Terry lied.”
“Why would he do that?” Ian asked incredulously.
“Seriously?” 
“Yeah, right. So your mom is alive and you want me to break the news to Mickey? Don’t you think that is the kind of information that should come from a sibling?”
“Well, I mean, you’re a lot closer to him. Husbands and unconditional love and all that.”
“You could argue that there’s unconditional love between siblings as well,” Ian reasoned.
“Mhm, yeah, not for us.”
“Okay, fine I get it. Um, can you just tell me a little bit about what happened? Mickey doesn’t talk about her.”
“Um, Terry knocked her up with Mickey when she was thirteen, they got married when she was sixteen. Mickey was her favorite and she was his favorite person in the world, one day when we were eleven Terry came home and told us that ding dong the bitch is dead and Mickey didn’t speak except to cry himself to sleep for about six months and then he never spoke about her again and would lash out at anyone who did.”
“Oh, good. I’m glad no one told me” Ian said sarcastically. “What the fuck, Mandy?”
“I don’t know what to tell you, Ian” Mandy insisted. “I found her, I’m staying with her for a while and she really wants to see Mickey.”
“Okay, right. My brain is fucking leaking out of my fucking ass right now Mandy, I’m going to talk to him tonight and I will call you back sometime tomorrow and just..um, I will let you know how that goes.”
“Thank you so much, Ian. I know this is hard but I just can’t do the mom thing with him again, and you were dumb enough to marry him.”
“Yeah, I guess I was, I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Okay, thank you.”
“I’m so happy to hear from you, Mandy.”
She hung up at that. And Ian was left to head back inside and face his husband. 
It was ugly, that night when he told Mickey. He was in denial for a while, thinking Ian was lying or playing a trick on him. He was pacing around like a caged animal, eyes wild and mouth running non-stop. Once he did come to accept it, he stopped talking, stoped moving around and his eyes traveled down that thousand yard path to no where. 
Ian tried to get him to share how he was feeling, but he was completely stone-like, where he’d settled on the floor, back against the couch and knees pulled up to his chest. So ultimately Ian just sat next to him and gently pulled Mickey close to him, until he settled his head on Ian’s shoulder and cried completely silently. 
“I don’t know how to help you” Ian whispered quietly, after a long while of sitting like that. “I don’t know how to make it better.”
Mickey didn’t react except to rub his cheek slightly against the soft wet cotton of Ian’s teeshirt. 
They didn’t mention it again for two days, and then another week went by before Ian hesitantly broached the subject again, only to get shot down over and over again. 
“It’s like living with the worlds angriest rubber band, he is going to fucking snap, Mandy. You need to talk to him, I am going to make sure he’s home alone tonight and you are going to fucking call him and answer all of is questions and help me with this shit.”
Mandy tried to talk Ian down, but reluctantly agreed to call Mickey that night. Which was how they wound up on a highway through Kentucky trying not to scoff at all the ultra-religious billboards. 
His mother lived in a small house with a smoking chimney, framed by the mist floating through orange gold trees on the surrounding mountains. Mandy was standing on the front porch when they pulled up, watching hesitantly. 
Mickey turned off the engine but made no move to get out of the car, so Ian turned to him quickly. “Mickey, listen. Whatever happens today, everything is going to be okay. I can’t promise that she’s okay and that your relationship with your mom is going to be remotely fine or normal. But everything will be okay in the end, right? I love you so much, you’re going to be okay.”
Mickey looked over at him, expression frenzied and helpless, so Ian took his hand and brought it up to press his mouth against it. “Mickey, pause. Take a couple deep breaths with me, and let’s go.”
So sorry to do this, but the prompt was way too good to keep so short so read the rest here if you're interested !
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I am happy and a little nervous to start here. English is not something I master, so please let's go slowly. If you don't understand something, you can ask before anything.
I have a lot to say and I hope to gather more friends than anything else. I am open to dialogue but I repeat, insulting is not an argument and you leave. I have seen how Duo Din and Bo katan have coexisted during these seasons; I never expected that this interaction would deepen from the fact of giving each other the opportunity to open up and get to know each other.
I don't deny that at first I didn't see something between them; because I was more distracted by the action of the series and the euphoria. But my opinion completely changed in the season 3 finale.
When I saw how Grogu protected his father and in that process, I included Bo (and I'm not saying that he saw her as a mother but he saw the need to protect her, feeling her closer and part of him) So I change my perspective to this season.
I had to rewatch the series several times, hahaha I'm not lying and it makes me laugh but I did it. Then I started to see those little details between Din and Bo katan. Certain parallels and how hatred came to be appreciated. Since there were signs of flirting, he added verbal and body language, non-verbal language, approaches and even the dialogues, the music. A way to pair them, but not as a cliché couple, as they always portray us. With that cliché romance that always repeats itself; no no
Here they were giving things a process, this type of relationship in which both come wounded, with doubts, with traumas, something that must be slow because if not, it won't end up cooking. And living in a world like the one we live in, where survival is substantial, it is very likely that you empathize with them, understand them and understand how they have done what they have done and how they walk hand in hand.
I do not want to come to talk for the sake of talking and I will try to take all the visible and documented elements to show that indeed; There was no romance as such in this season between them, but there were romantic overtones, there was subtle interaction of this type between them, so much so that Grogu realized that something in Bo was changing. Being sensitive in those aspects, come on, that cannot be hidden from the child.
I have also seen how because of all this, toxic fandom and harmful people have given themselves the right to criticize, mock and attack. I understand it's Star Wars, without generalizing, don't expect many to understand or be mature or allow themselves to question or see beyond their own very personal visions and tastes.
But as I say; Your tastes are clouding the panorama or denying a palpable reality just because something is not to your liking and attacking it. More than sad, it's pathetic. Although anything can happen in The Mandalorian and no one can deny it, if we talk about possibilities, then I tell you, the possibility of something healthy developing is there!!! among them like so many ships from other SW content and clearly those little messages have been there for a reason.
"You don't talk about what you don't know" I love that Din said that. Because if you do not take the time to objectively question this union, to see the content again, you will continue in that ignorance of the elements, which is not just me (because it is not just my opinion, I base it on other aspects) Many others
I would like SW to understand that it is not just a bias of the population or of a certain country that has fans or fandoms about its content. We must give priority to everyone, this is a global phenomenon, seen in many places. And although the program has a family focus, nothing is an obstacle for them to show that no matter what it is, who it is, feelings and emotions are also valid and allow us to surround ourselves with positive people, becoming someone better for those who little by little have entered our hearts. No matter how badass, how Mandalorian, or where you want to be from. No matter the conflict or situation you are going through. Star Wars is based on human emotions and love is not left out of this.
are proving it and they only come to silence them.
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