I told you upfront the struggle will always come first. We take what’s left.
do you taste my pain in this bloodstained place - chapter 13
Authors: @dream-of-tanalorr and @spyscrapper
Rating: Mature
Fandom: Star Wars Jedi: Survivor
Relationship: Bode/Cal (Spyscrapper)
Sideship: Merrin/Mosey (Nighthunter, M&Ms)
Major Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence - Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
(Some) Minor Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Torture, Angst, Slow Burn, Betrayal, Whump, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Emotional Manipulation, Kidnapping, Dark Cal Kestis, Harm to Children, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Unreliable Narrator, thinking the other is dead, Mutual Pining, Codependency, Unhealthy Relationships, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Depression, Eventual Happy Ending, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide Attempt
Chapter Summary:
satellite (noun: satellite; plural noun: satellites)
1. - a) celestial body orbiting another of larger size
- b) a manufactured object or vehicle intended to orbit the earth, the moon, or another celestial body
2. someone or something attendant, subordinate, or dependent
- especially: a country politically and economically dominated or controlled by another more powerful country
3. a usually independent urban community situated near but not immediately adjacent to a large city
4. direct broadcast satellite
5. a hired agent or obsequious follower: minion, sycophant
(Bode falls into orbit)
Chapter Start:
BODE
Soft.
He’s lying on something soft. It would be comfortable, if there wasn’t lead in his veins, pressing him deep into that softness, weighing him down so heavily it feels as if even the idea of movement would sap any and all strength he has. And there’s a faint, pleasant chill in the air, atmospheric conditioning controlling the temperature somewhere. It’s enough that the sensation of blankets drawn up to his chest is a welcome one, and the warm weight at his side and clasping his hand brings a gentle kind of comfort.
He can’t open his eyes. Exhaustion drags at him, and he’s so pleasantly swaddled in soft warmth and crisp coolness that he thinks that he could drop right back off to sleep if he wanted to. There’s a certain sense of comfort in this warmth, like the feel of a campfire on a cold, clear night. It holds him gently, familiar in a way he’s too tired to identify.
He exists in this haze for a while, lying still and breathing shallowly. His chest…feels tight. And a little sore. The reason why keeps slipping from his grasp, however - a memory fluttering out of reach every time it comes close. It’s annoying, but he can’t bring himself to be particularly bothered, not when everything’s so dreamlike and sluggish and comfortable.
(Again, mind the tags! There's a lot of them, and not all of them are above)
in which bode surrenders on tanalorr and discovers he’s not exactly content with being held at arms’ length
Reading Out of the Shadows
I've seen comments about Vernestra being the child of the polycule as Stellan's former Padawan but damn!
Vernestra definitely had the vibe of a kid watching Mom and Dad fight after she witneses the tension while Avar speaks with Stellan (via holo) on Starlight.
And then got the vibe of Stellan/Dad getting annoyed that kid/Vernestra is siding with Mom/Avar when Vernestra is on Coruscant and tells Stellan she would rather be fighting Nihil with Avar.
This particular bit in rise of skywalker never fails to make me HOWL with laughter only because i forget about it every time and every time i ALWAYS think for a split-second that Kylo is picking up the wayfinder with his toes
Hey, could you do me a favor?
Could you just RB this?
The little RB statistics chart is so pleasant and stimmy to look at and I want to see what it looks like when it gets really REALLY huge because it makes me think of some deep sea lifeform
manywinged
