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truly-sincerely · 3 months
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Dark Star Falling (addenda)
Durgetash Headcanons
Gortash is in his mid-30s, Darling is older because Tiefling
Gortash dresses/looks like shit because of unexamined grief plus he’s extremely touch-starved
The no fear cloak is new, he got it made after Dearest’s disappearance
Orin got the jump on Dearest by impersonating Gortash
These two have no idea how consent works, tho Darling has been picking the concept up via osmosis from the good examples in camp (Halsin)
They never had labels pre-amnesia, so Darling showing up post-amnesia and just rolling up on Gortash and saying true things about him is very disquieting for him
Nubaldin/Raphael named him Gortash first and he kept the name after he escaped for the same reason The Emperor says Gortash called him The Emperor and he kept it
Dearest never once called him Enver pre-amnesia
Gortash never heard Dearest laugh pre-amnesia
The raid on the House of Wonders predated (and in fact lead directly to) Gortash’s betrayal of Karlach, but Karlach and Dearest never met and did not know about each other
Gortash is left handed and does need the cane sometimes cuz he has a bad left knee (self-inflicted)
(this one isn’t a headcanon, it’s a fun fact) Gortash doesn’t actually have to renounce Bane for Darling cuz being alive after failing Bane is the basically same thing; he’s supposed to submit himself to a disciplinarian to be executed
Even tho he knows that Darling went to the House of Hope, Gortash has not grokked that Darling killed Raphael there, and Darling won’t bring it up because they know they weren’t supposed to know about Gortash’s childhood there; so Gortash will probably not realize for months that Raphael is dead
Darling sets Gortash up in Lenore’s arcane tower and renovations keep him busy for a long time
There is a brief issue with Gortash becoming a Chosen of Mahkloompah but only some Lolth-sworn Drow get hurt, so it’s mostly fine
Not punished, not redeemed, but a secret third thing (just stop doing evil shit)
Gortash is not invited to any of the reunions
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assassin1513 · 9 months
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💙✨Falling Stars ✨💙
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david-talks-sw · 8 months
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Dooku didn't leave because of the Jedi.
At least, if you're going by George Lucas' word.
In deleted scenes of Attack of the Clones, when we learn about Dooku's departure and his values, there's no mention of the Jedi or "the Jedi Order as an institution".
And every time Lucas refers to Dooku's disenchantment and reason for falling, he doesn't mention the Jedi.
"When you realize that Dooku is Darth Tyranus, it explains what Darth Sidious did after Darth Maul was killed: he seduced a Jedi who had become disenchanted with the Republic. He preyed on that disenchantment and converted him to the dark side, which is also a setup for what happens with Anakin." - Mythmaking: Behind the Scenes of Attack of the Clones, 2002
"[Dooku is] one of the few Jedi who became disenchanted with the Republic and left the order and he is leading a separatist movement." - Vanity Fair, 2002
"I wanted a more sophisticated kind of villain. Dooku’s disenchantment with the corruption in the Empire is actually valid. It’s all valid.  So, Chris plays it as, 'Is he really a villain or is he just someone who is disenchanted and trying to make things right?'" - Starlog Magazine #300, 2002
He probably meant the Republic/Senate in that last one, but you get the point. And you're seeing the pattern, right?
Dooku's problem isn't the Jedi, it's the Republic.
He's become disenchanted with a system that - according to Lucas' prologue in the 2004 book Shatterpoint - worked for 1,000 years...
"For a thousand years, the Old Republic prospered and grew under the wise rule of the Senate and the protection of the venerable Jedi Knights."
... but has been rendered ineffective because of 1) senators becoming corrupt and 2) corporations gaining political power.
"But as often happens when wealth and power grow beyond all reasonable proportion, an evil fueled by greed arose. The massive organs of commerce mushroomed in power, the Senate became corrupt, and an ambitious named Palpatine was voted Supreme Chancellor."
That's the message Dooku runs on, when he rallies the systems to form the Separatist Alliance.
"By promising an alternative to the corruption and greed that was rotting the Republic from within, Dooku was able to persuade thousands of star systems to secede from the Republic."
The Jedi aren't really a factor in his decision to leave.
Why would they be? Their political status isn't very high, they're virtually powerless, as illustrated by the film's narrative and stated repeatedly by Lucas.
On the contrary, as we already established in this post, Lucas full-on confirmed that Dooku actually carries the sympathies of most of the Jedi. Again:
Most Jedi agree with Dooku, ideologically.
As far as the Jedi are concerned, the politicians are effing up the Republic, and it sucks because the Jedi see this but aren't allowed to interfere in the political process. They have to resort to looking for loopholes in their mandates to actually get stuff done.
That's what that whole "she's a politician" scene is meant to hint at. In the commentary of Attack of the Clones, Lucas uses a similar turn of phrase as he does with Dooku.
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"[This scene gives us] a chance to talk a little bit about politics and the Jedi’s disenchantment with the political process, due to the corruption and the ineffectiveness of the Senate." - Attack of the Clones, Director’s Commentary, 2002
Considering all this, it becomes clear that the intended narrative surrounding Dooku's decision to leave the Order is not:
"The Jedi are dogmatic and asleep at the wheel except for Dooku, who is ahead of the curb and sees the system is flawed, so he left."
It's actually:
"ALL Jedi see the system is flawed, Dooku's the only Jedi who decided to take it a step further and leave the Order so he can try to get into politics himself and change things."
That's why they hesitate to accuse him of murder.
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That's why in an earlier draft of the Attack of the Clones script, by the end of the second act, Mace STILL has his doubts that Dooku would sign a treaty with the Trade Federation to attack the Republic.
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As far as the Jedi are concerned, Dooku is out there fighting the good fight, making noise because whenever they try to protest it falls on deaf ears... until his betrayal on Geonosis.
After all, let's not get it twisted: the Dooku we're introduced to in the films and The Clone Wars, isn't really just Dooku anymore.
He's Darth Tyranus.
A point Lucas makes sure to highlight in his Shatterpoint prologue:
"Unbeknownst to most of his followers, Dooku was himself a Dark Lord of the Sith, acting in collusion with his master, Darth Sidious, who, over the years, had struck an unholy alliance with the greater forces of commerce and their private droid armies."
It's not about doing the selfless thing for Dooku, anymore. He's knowingly part of the problem.
He's all about ambition, now. His personal goals are things like overthrowing Sidious and becoming the most powerful Jedi.
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"[Anakin's] ambition and his dialogue here is the same as Dooku’s. He says “I will become more powerful than every Jedi.” And you’ll hear later on Dooku will say “I have become more powerful than any Jedi.” [...] It is possible for a Jedi to want to become more powerful, and control things." - Attack of the Clones, Director’s Commentary, 2002
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"If you put two Sith together, they try to get others to join them to get rid of the other Sith. [When revealing the truth to Obi-Wan], Dooku's ambition is really to get rid of Darth Sidious. He's trying to get Obi-Wan's assistance in that and help in that, so that he and Obi-Wan could overthrow Sidious and take over." - Attack of the Clones, Commentary Track 2, 2002
Y'know? Selfish things.
Dooku - like all other Sith, and like the very corporations and Senators he had sworn to destroy - is consumed by his own greed.
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heaveniowa · 1 year
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heaven, iowa - fall out boy
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mrsoharaa · 2 months
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You and Miguel trip over each others feet, drunkenly, landing on the softness of your cozy bed with your back gently bouncing amongst the thick warmth of your blanket and his towering, stocky frame looming over yours protectively...admirably.
His soft hues of hazelnut irises gaze down at you with such tender and allure. Briefly glances down to the plushness of your pretty, fully lips promptly back up to your glimmering, hazy eyes. Contemplation roaming through his foggy mind.
Your gentle and sweet giggles lure him out from his thinking, eyes focusing more intently into your gorgeous eyes. Sinking and basking in the sheer beauty that resonates from your reeling optics. A lazy, half witted smile weaving across his strong cheeks.
"¿Qué es tan gracioso, preciosa?" he chimes with the same smile, watching you softly roam your tinier hands all over his wide, firm chest. Leaving a trail of arising goosebumps beneath the thin layer of his black shirt that snugged ever so nicely around his bulked stature.
"Y-you Miggy...you're so funny" you emit a small hiccup, fingers still grazing over the soft, light fabric that atoned to his fit body ever so perfectly. Your wandering irises stilling into his directly, nipping back your bottom lip as your palms smoothly, gradually glide their way up and around the juncture of his strong jaw to the back of his neck. Easing in the closeness between the two of you.
He raise a thick brow in curiosity and interest, chuckling lightly as he hums to the light invitation your fingers were hinting at, at the back of his head. Twirling and curling ever so delicately and diligently in between the soften locks of deep mahogany.
"Am I now? do share, dulzura" he keeps his adoring, flaunting smile on his beautiful face. Watching you ever so intently and longingly with every motion you'd make, consuming the intoxicating feeling of your welcoming gentle touches.
You giggle once more, another loose hiccup reverberating through your throat. Your hands clasping more securely around his neck and pull him down to meet your warm, tender lips. Hardly ghosting over the shell of his right ear.
"I can s-see you fighting back the u-urge to kiss me Miguel..." you whisper ever so daintly, smoothly deep into the depths of his ringing ears. You feel his muscles tense under your touch, arising a more coy and playful smirk to tug amongst your heated cheeks.
His head tilts lightly, lips skimming over the flush of your flawless skin, suavely rakes both of his large hands up along the strut of your calling body.
"...Would you be against it, mi amor?" his voice tremored with such lowered bass, rasp like as he grazes your cute cheeks with a teasing touch of his warm lips. Grinning oh so cheekily against the supple flesh as he feels you writhe and squirm a bit beneath him.
Your hands weave more profusely into his curly, brunette hair. Fingers curling and combing through each soften strand, as you pull him more closer towards you.
"O-of course not dummy...that's w-what I've wanted all this time" you breathe out faintly, listening to the sudden hitch of his breath settle at the back of his throat. His dilated pupils following over to remeet your coyish, yearning gaze.
It didn't take him much convincing afterwards to have his hungry lips lap over your own with such dire need and desire. A mixture of dizzying passion and aching want, fueling his ignited action against your lips. Devouring every moan, whimper and breathy gasps that slipped off your trembling, candied lips.
Diligently, wallowing in the devoted and amorous kiss.
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shisasan · 7 months
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Rainer Maria Rilke, Falling Stars, 1924
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furiosophie · 7 months
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i can't wait to go home
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lolitaangel444 · 8 months
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₊ ⋆ ⁺ ݃ ⁺ ⋆ .autumn is coming ₊ . ⋆ ⁺ ݃ ⁺ ⋆
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bisexualfbiagents · 6 months
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Come on Scully, it'll be a nice trip to the forest.
THE X FILES GIF MEME [4/20] EPISODES Darkness Falls (1.20)
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euphorictruths · 2 years
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Character, book, and author names under the cut
Wei Wuxian- Mo Dao Zu Shi/The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu
Tsukiko- The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern
Therem Harth rem ir Estraven- The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K. Le Guin
Jolene Whitaker- Stars Still Fall by Jules Kelley
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truly-sincerely · 3 months
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Dark Star Falling (4 of ?)
Gortash wakes with a start. The only sound, the whirs and clicks of the steel watcher at the other end of the penthouse. The only light, the dim moonlight that makes its way thru the frosted glass, partially blocked by the lithe silhouette of his erstwhile paramour.
“This one doesn’t count,” their whisper cuts thru the darkness. Before he can object a spike of pain, his surprised scream, muffled by the palm of their hand.
The dagger slides right past his clavicle and into his scapula. There’s a unique pain when something touches bone. A sickly-sweet tickling sensation that’s neither sharp nor dull, but reverberates thru the entire body. As the nerve and muscle pain gives way, Gortash knows that this wasn’t a killing blow. The dagger penetrated too high to puncture a lung and he’s not choking on blood so it wasn’t arterial.
Darling is settling in, gently somehow, across his chest. He can feel the bony ridges that criss-cross their body thru their clothing–so they’re not wearing armor this time. Even still, the movement and pressure sends wave after wave of sickening vibrations thru his body and he fights to stay conscious thru the agony and ecstasy. Moving his right arm is out of the question, but he finds that if he is very deliberate he can lift his left arm and wrap it around Darling’s torso, letting his palm rest on the ridges of their spine, between their shoulders. He’s not sure how long they stayed like that, in the pitch dark, controlling his breathing and listening to theirs.
“Orin stole my bear,” was the next thing they said. It is such a dramatic non sequitur that Gortash has to fight off a laugh that would surely be his end. “She’s angry that I murdered her new murderer. She thinks she can compel me to kill you.”
“I am at your mercy,” he musters. Yelling for the steel watcher wouldn’t save him and at this moment he’s sure he doesn’t want to be saved. Not from this. Not from them.
“I don’t kill for others anymore. I only kill who I want to kill.”
“Bully for me, then.”
“Maybe. Maybe not. I might still let Karlach kill you. Depending on how things go,” they say. Deadpan enough to be joking, but he’s not certain. He doesn’t care.
They’re holding his right shoulder down now, initially causing a whole new spike of pain and nausea, but then as that fades the pressure is a relief. They’re pulling themself up and in the darkness all he can do is breathe in their scent and feel their warmth. Blood, citrus, and herbs. Their lips brush over his skin and then they’re gone.
The light thru the window is just starting to change color. He finds a small bottle pressed into his hand. A healing potion, the cheap kind, but it’ll stop the bleeding when he pulls the dagger out of his shoulder. He assumes that’s what it’s for. Best not to take anything Darling does for granted.
In that brief moment of distraction he’s lost track of them. He stumbles into the middle of the room. The steel watcher stands placidly next to the door.
“Was it everything you hoped for, Darling?” A voice drifts down from the walkway above. Posh, upper city accent, lilting but masculine.
“Jealous?,” Darling replies, barely audible.
“Of Enver Gortash? Hardly. Back to camp?”
“Let’s go kill someone.”
“That’s my bhaal-babe. Off we go then.” Gortash grabs the dagger as their voices fade into the distance. The handle is wrapped in paper, folded neatly as tho on the leg of a carrier pigeon. He slides the paper off and inspects it in the pre-dawn light. It’s a letter, his own handwriting, to the editor of the Baldur’s Mouth Gazette, ordering a hit piece on Darling’s adventurers. He has a feeling he’s not going to enjoy today’s broadsheet.
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assassin1513 · 5 months
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💎November Diamonds💎
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animatedjen · 21 days
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"Maybe you're no different than the Empire after all." [ Traitor Inquisitorius Part 2 ]
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thesapphiredragon13 · 4 months
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Heya! Sorry it’s late (as usual) but here it is! My piece for BillDip Secret Santa for @pchelaus .. hope you like my take on “Cosmic horror beyond our comprehension Bill taking a liking to flattered but confused Dipper.” !
I had a lot of fun with what features to add to give the whole ‘cosmic horror’ feel but you can never go wrong with some star speckled tentacles and extra sets of eyes lol.
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to-proudly-go · 3 months
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(I'm sorry I failed you) (You're here now)
This time, I’ll love you right.
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