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[farforvdova]

    [   𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍,  𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄,  𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐋,  𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 . . .

this is an original character blog for  𝙰𝙽𝚈𝙰 𝙿𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚅 .   agent of the red room,   the porcelain widow.   this blog is highly mature,  18+ ONLY.   MUTUALS ONLY.   read all rules &  information before following. mcu verse available, but mostly comic influences.    if you break the rules,   i block you.  

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#𝔦. the one and only ging / out of character . #pinned.

[intombedarc]

@sithstolen​ asked: ❛  who  sent  you ?  ❜ ( for danil )

          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐄𝐓 there was not enough to enthrall him to pursue one. a vibroblade nestled in his palm strokes back between his fingers and rest its straight edge against his forearm, hiding in plain sight. danil would be awfully foolish to assume this woman wouldn’t take a wild guess as to where his weapons could be hiding. a sith had a strange foresight that he couldn’t comprehend. he certainly couldn’t bother himself to be educated, “ a few of your former allies. surprised?  ” 

         his cheshire grin peeked and matched with playful eyes, charming to say the least. the sole purpose in killing her would be tying up a loose end --it’s fortunate that there was another route he had in mind,  “ i believe you and i have plenty to discuss. unless you prefer to fight this out?  ”

#sithstolen #answered ; asks. #flirty shithead

[sithmade]

         “  You  are  with  the  dark  side,  but  prisoned by  the  chains of  what  they  wish  of  you.  Hardly free.  ”

@sithstolen​

#sithstolen #; fight me! (ic). ;

[masterfultm]

 “Do you actually expect me to apologize? Really? Tell you what,” he says, arms slipping behind his back,, “you give me one good reason to and I might.”

( @sithstolen​ )

#sithstolen #( threads // the master - general )

[tempesttragedya]

@sithstolen requested a starter from Ezra that hurts!

“So what was it like?” The question comes unbidden, the teenage boy watching Tara with a curious eye. They were stuck together, after all - nowhere to go, and nothing to do. There was no point in fighting - it would only waste energy better spent on surviving. “The temple. Coruscant.”

the chill had begun to reach his bones, and Ezra pulls his blanket closer around himself, edging closer to the fire and trying to hide his chattering teeth.

“Kanan never talked about it much... Asohka, either.” hands emerge from fabric, held to the fire in a small attempt to stop the emerging signs of frostbite. “Rex does, but... I think he leaves things out. I want to know the truth. This all started somewhere, didn’t it?” 

#basically the zeb and kallus episode #where they're stranded on an ice planet #sithstolen #thread: sithstolen 02 #ic: Ezra Bridget #verse: star wars

[featherstcnes-a]

@sithstolen​ said: FIVE TIMES KISSEDDDDDD FOR MANDOOO ( pls fuel me 💖 )

1. 

sleep never came easily for din. he’d spent far too many sleepless nights simply staring up at the sky, wishing for sleep to call for him. most of the time, it didn’t, but he’d grown used to that. plus, keeping the kid safe, well, he’d felt even less willing to allow himself to rest, always wanting to be on high alert. he could only imagine the kind of bounty that was on his head. between the bounty on himself and the kid? well, he wouldn’t be surprised if half the galaxy’s bounty hunters were out to get them. he’d grown used to just relaxing with the kid, taking naps as they were able.

but now? well, now, they weren’t alone anymore. 

he’d grown used to it. he’d grown used to the way that he was able to talk to another person who wasn’t constantly out to get him. someone that was able to tell him stories of the galaxy. ones that he’d never heard before. he was able to travel, to still do his job ------------ and he did it around someone else. it was weird. getting used to having someone else around. but he’d gotten used to it with the child, and well, he’d do it all over again. it was nice to think that someone had his back. that for once, he wasn’t simply alone. 

he could remember it clearly, the first time they met --- loneliness. he could still hear the tone of her voice speaking the word. it felt like, after what felt like ages, that theme in his life was gone.

sighing, the mandalorian looked out at the horizon, eyes scanning for any signs of problems. any signs that where they were stationed now wasn’t safe. for now, he could allow himself to rest. as he sighed, he moved further into the ship, seeing tara resting. he stopped for a moment, simply taking a chance to look at her. 

there was a time where he hadn’t wanted to open up, hadn’t wanted to do anything but simply continue on with his life, just keeping the kid safe without worrying about anything else. but somehow, she’d worked her way into his thoughts, into his mind. before he could stop himself, he took a few quiet steps over to her, leaning down a bit more to her level. pulling up on his helmet a bit, he leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead. a sigh escaped his lips as he pulled away, gloved hands tugging his helmet back down. 

she had worked her way into his thoughts, but... for once? din felt like he liked having someone else by his side.

2.

fighting had been the only reason he’d gotten himself this far in life. there had been many times where he’d gotten himself into trouble for jobs and he’d had to fight tooth and nail just to simply escape. now, yes, he’d still found himself in the same positions, but fighting for the people he cared about brought about a newfound rage within him. he was protective ------ that side within him had been proven from the moment he’d found the child. but now? he’d do anything possible to protect tara. to protect the family they’d pulled out of the ashes.

“ --------- are you okay?” he practically panted, him putting his blaster away on his hip, a hand moving to take off his helmet. it was almost funny, really. how much he’d come to trust her over the time that they’d come to know each other. with a hand holding his helmet to his side, a hand on her cheek, he moved to lean in to kiss her. the tension from the pure adrenaline that had been flowing through his body from battle seemed to vanish, a soft breath escaping his lips as he pulled away, forehead resting against hers.

she was more than capable of handling herself ------ he’d seen her fight. he knew the skills she possessed, the things she could do to protect herself. and yet, even with the knowledge of all of that, he still found himself worrying.

worrying. a new habit he was sure he’d never be able to shake.

3.

the chill in the air was felt deep within his bones, him pulling a blanket around himself on top of the many layers he’d already padded on beneath his armor. and somehow, it still wasn’t enough. the bounties he’d chased after brought him around the entire galaxy, but the cold moons like this always made the entire job a bit more painful than normal. the trail had gone cold, and instead of incessantly searching, he’d put out feelers around town, deciding to check up on them in the morning. if din was a good judge of character like he felt he was, he doubted the person he was after would be leaving the small mining moon anytime soon. 

“here,” he said, moving to the log in front of the fire where she’d been sitting, handing her a cup and moving to wrap an extra blanket around her. “it’s some local drink from one of the traders here. they gave me a fair price on some trades. i figured i’d get something that wasn’t just to constantly fix this piece of junk,” he said, nodding his head towards the razor crest.  din’s voice was muffled by his helmet until he took it off once he sat next to her, placing it in front of him near the fire. 

the front of it faced towards him, and for a moment, din stared at it, faced with the vision of what everyone else saw when they looked at him. a man behind a mask. looking away, his vision moved to tara, a small smile tugging at his lips.

it was easy to fall in conversation, enjoying a moment of peace while the child was asleep, resting peacefully inside of the razor crest. it was even easier to fall under her familiar trance, lips finding hers. the fire crackled in the background, the reflection of the two of them shining from the metal of his helmet.

4. 

he felt was losing himself, lost in the constant terror of the child being gone. 

maybe he should’ve expected it to happen one day. but he’d fought for him once --------- he’d do it again. he’d do anything he had to in order to ensure his safety. scouring the galaxy, getting information, finding old connections to help, it was taking over his mind. it consumed him. the helplessness of not being able to do anything to help the child right away left an ache in him that he wasn’t quite sure how to mend. 

and yet somehow, being around her? the burden was lifted ever so slightly. din had always been used to showing all of his emotions on his face, no matter his audience. after all, they were all hidden by a mask. he wasn’t used to holding his emotions back, to holding back a look on his face. and maybe that was why they found themselves a bit closer together after a long day searching for answers. searching for anything to bring them back to the child.

feeling her lips against his, the sense of calm around them? it seemed to bring a bit of clarity. he let himself simply get lost in the sensation, a hand brushing gently into her hair, pulling her ever so slightly closer to him. and as his lips broke from hers, breath mixing with hers, his lips moved to press gently against the corner of her mouth before pulling away to meet her eyes. the hand in her hair moved down to brush along her jaw, his thumb dragging along her skin. 

he was sure he could get lost in moments like this with her forever, if she’d let him.

5. 

he could get used to the sense of peace that was wrapped around them. the child was chasing after what din was sure the child hoped would be his next meal. “i don’t know how that kid has that much energy.” it was his attempt at humor, a small smile tugging at his lips. the helmet was discarded back on the ship, a step, even for him. it still wasn’t easy, always wanting to keep it close if there was a chance someone could approach them. but for now? he felt comfortable around his family. a family that had completely taken him by surprise, and had quickly taken him by storm. the last sense of family he’d had was all he’d ever known as a child. since then, all he’d known was the feeling of brotherhood, of the nature of his clan. but after being on his own, and then faced with the child, with tara... they’d been the only people to make him feel like he could let his guard down. at least for just a moment, anyway.

as din approached tara, he leaned over ever so slightly, lips finding her temple as a simple gesture before pulling away. bringing his attention back to the child, arms crossed over his chest gently. he could relax, for now, knowing that they were safe. he could relax knowing that nothing was hanging over their heads and that for once, they could just relax and enjoy what bit of quiet they’d found themselves in.

what was once a clan of two had quickly turned into a clan of three. 

#sithstolen #answered / * #𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 : din djarin #& * give me your fire ; give me your rain / sithstolen ( tara & din ) #i was gonna answer your other asks and then you sent this and welllllllllllllllllllll here we are #like 2k words in AKLDJALKSDLASKD #i am sofT ABT THEM

[zagubionywilk]

@sithstolen​  --  how did you know?    //   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝚆𝙷𝙸𝚃𝙴   𝚀𝚄𝙴𝙴𝙽

        >> ⚔️ <<                      ❝           I FOLLOWED YOU.    your scent and the way you were holding yourself.    you aren’t as    SNEAKY    as you believe you are.         ❞

#sithstolen #⚔️ // coin ? do you have coin sir ? task completed ( meme replies ) #⚔️ // the path is long and unpredictable ( quest updated: undetermined )

[sabcrlost-a]

@sithstolen​ said:  ❛  don’t lie to me.  ❜

“     ---------     lie  to  you? ”  bo - katan’s  voice  was  slightly  muffled  by  her  helmet,  tilting  her  head  slightly  to  the  side  as  she  spoke.  “ what’s  the  point  of  me  lying  to  you,  anyway? ”  the  mandalorian  stood  her  ground,  keeping  herself  standing  straight,  attempting  to  look  as  if  she  wasn’t  threatened.  she’d  dealt  with  sith  lords  and  mandalorians  that  could  knock  her  off  of  her  feet  in  the  blink  of  an  eye.  “ i  don’t  know  where  you  got  your  information  from,  but  i  don’t  have  what  you  want. ”  she  wondered  if  her  connection  to  ahsoka,  to  ezra,  to  kanan,  to  the  entire  ghost  crew,  had  gotten  around.

still,  if  she  had  an  inquisitor  on  her  heels,  she  wanted  to  shake  them  off.  and  fast.  “ i  don’t  know  where  any  of  your  precious  little  jedi  are. ”  her  words  were  laced  with  annoyance,  keeping  her  gaze  fixed  on  the  woman  in  front  of  her.  it  wasn’t  a  complete  lie.  bo - katan  didn’t  keep  tabs  on  anyone.  she  knew  what  information  of  her  allies’  coordinates  could  do  if  it  ever  got  into  the  empire’s  hands. “ and  even  if  i  did? ”  a  beat.  “ i  wouldn’t  be  telling  you. ”

mother mother sentence starters | accepting

#sithstolen #& answered * / beyond the terror in the nightfall #& v * / in tune to a higher plan ( post - tcw ) #oop

[kalvaertar]

   “For most, they would think that the world is crystal clear. That it’s simply black and white. That there is either good and there is bad. A childish notion, but one that many do try to hold onto.” For which was entirely incorrect. “ There is only versions of grey . . . where things are not always as they seem.”  

@sithstolen​

#sithstolen

[intombedarc]

@sithstolen​ asked: ❛  what  aren’t  you  telling  me ?  ❜ ( sersiiiiiii )

        𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄. 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒. 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐒. a mantra to carry the youngling through interrogation. if she so pleased, her master could be utterly ruthless to pry the truth come her chapped lips. surely by now, just a shiver of doubt running down her spine was enough for tara to sense. she swallowed thickly before moving a step back, eyeing her master with caution,  “  i... i didn’t have a choice,  ”  how her old ways could have died out and yet-- they remain, a thick layer difficult to break down with freedom and humility. no, this was worse than she thought.

       guilt settled down onto her chest, eyes began to brim with a waterfall that bursts from the bottom of her heart to swell her lungs and climb up to her eyes. sersi did not mean to take another life, not anymore. she couldn’t possibly be still tied to the darkness,  “  he held a knife to my neck... threatened you and me and id-9. and i couldn’t find my blade, so...  ”  she lets the words roll off and die out. nothing but her fear was at the forefront of her expression. sersi kept the dagger hidden within her coat, upturned and flat against her forearm,  “  i’m sorry, tara.  ”

#sithstolen #answered ; asks.

[acvitas]

                                                               “  that   get   ups   meant   to   look   scary   /   imposing   ,   right   ?   do   half   the   work   for   you   ”   no   curiosity   ,   not   even   an   attempt   at   disapproval   ,   it’s   ＡＮ   ＯＢＳＥＲＶＡＴＩＯＮ   .   she   knows   the   playbook   intimately   .    “   get   your   PREY   panicked   ,   running   ,   on   the   backfoot   .   i’m   sure   it   works   well   .   ”          /  sc,  @sithstolen​

#sithstolen #i hope this is okay !! #she isnt scared partly bc not a force user and partly bc immortality buT she does respect strength. this is actually respect from ti dhhshs #* the lord yeeteth and the lord yoinketh away / closed starter. #* you carry your ancestors with you as they beg not to be forgotten / ic. #v. there is fear beating in your heart alongside the memories you tried to forget / the empire.

[sithmade]

           Master  and  apprentice.  In  a  strange  way,  Maul  looked  out  for  her.  He  had  done  the  same  with  his  last  apprentice...  his  brother.  The  thought  of  him  pained  him,  made  him  wince.  His  jaw  clenched  tightly,  fits  balled...

          That  wasn’t  the  issue.  What  he  wanted  to  know  was  more  about  her.  She  fascinated  him.  She  knew  the  light  before  the  dark,  and  yet  she  fell  to  the  darkness.  Her  hate,  anger...  it  just  fueled  her  actions.

        “  Tell  me,  ”  he  started,  voice  distant,  “  Did  he  ever...  hurt  you?  ”  the  question  felt  strange  leaving  his  tongue,  but  he  was  curious.  Most  didn’t  leave  their  Masters  for  temptation.  So,  what  was  their  bond  like?

@sithstolen​

#sithstolen #; fight me! (ic). ; #{ for a new starter??? }

[angelicdeath]

❛  while  i  am  grateful  for  the  jedi  order,  and  their  protection,  i  must  question  whether  if  their  involvement  is  necessary  at  times.  ❜      did  their  involvement  only  breed  more  for  the  war,  and  did  their  involvement  truly  help  the  people  who  so  desired  the  protection?  all  she  wished  for  in  this  moment  was  an  end  to  the  war,  for  peace  to  finally  reign  above  all.  however,  that  would  be  years  down  the  road,  senate  hearings  and  negotiations  would  continue  back  and  forth  until  an  agreement  that  satisfied  all  could  be  made.

a  wishful  dream  she  needed  to  let  go  of  but  would  never.

❛  i  just  —  i  wonder  if  the  involvement  prevents  the  senate  from  negotiations,  the  separatists  believing  we  have  an  upper  hand.  ❜

❛      @sithstolen​.

#sithstolen #ⅲ ▸ ❛ arc: galactic senate. #i hope this works for you !

[penthos]

@sithstolen​ said: ❛ just one more kiss - ❜ __________________________________________________

      cutely, she sniffles a little chuckle, amused by her request before venturing off ahead. who was she to deny the blonde of a simple favor? drusilla moves forward, nearly swaying her way over to tara until she was close enough to straighten herself out. eyes pick back up to meet, drifting between her lips and her light eyes,  “  i dunno if i wanna give you that privilege,  ”  she loves to tease her endlessly, especially on their good days. after posing a smile, she leans forward to press her lips gently to the blonde’s, absorbing in her presence once more to live in peace with her. her kiss felt like a fever dream, it didn’t matter how many times they do this with one another. drusilla found it extremely difficult to pull away from tara. but once she did, she lingered close, brushing the very tip of her nose to hers,  “  come back to me, okay?  ”  

#sithstolen #this is gross

[debelltio-a]

“ what leaves doesn’t deserve to be kept ”

— @sithstolen​

❝ 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓. ❞ murmured voice trailed , parable to soft streams upon which the diction of his words glided. Oceanic irises gazed along the promontory in which they stood. Gust of wind ( whispering , howling ) made its presence known. Jaws slackened yet shoulders remained locked in place , wary of the enigmatic powers wielded by his guest. Soft smile appeared before the Director responded. ❝ But I disagree. ❞

Squalid poverty of origins resulted in ( allegorical ) clenched fists around even the most piddling of possessions. Doctrines of detachments espoused by certain religious groups ( prior to the Empire ) remained an incomprehensible mystery to him. ❝ We belong in two different worlds , Inquisitor. The force in which you worship upon cares little for me , and I for it. I bear little knowledge of the metaphysical but what I know is this — what I desire , I grasp upon. This world is but an orchard and I have the choice of first pickings. ❞

#sithstolen #〘 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚖 𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚊𝚛 ⥋ ANSWERED. 〙

[zagubionywilk]

              >> ⚔️ <<                             ❝          THERE IS MUCH YOU    aren’t telling me about this job.    i don’t quite enjoy it.        ❞            his words come out in a growl as he pinches the bride of his nose together.    why’d it have to be this way so damned often    ??

@sithstolen​  liked for a starter    !!

#sithstolen #⚔️ // the path is long and unpredictable ( quest updated: undetermined )