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Немного опоздала на Star Wars Day Но это ничего решила нарисовать Oola, потому что меня просили об этом уже два раза. :D

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An Oola for your dash

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what  herb  are  you ?   - Basil

You wear a thousand masks and you claim them all. You say they are all you, all parts of you but some of them you picked up when you needed to be brave, some you picked up when you failed because you were yourself, some of them you picked up because you needed to be stronger for someone smaller, better for someone bigger, useful for someone crueler, and you can't help but desperately scramble for first place, for usefulness, to prove you're worth keeping around, to prove you're the best, to prove you're good enough, valuable, enough. You just want someone to tell you you're enough. You strive for success, to be a role model, to take the lead, to be someone everyone loves, someone who can't fall, someone who can't be hurt the way you were once, the way you're running from even now. Sometimes you just want someone to hold your hand and let you spill all your broken fragments outward but you know you could never let it go. The only thing holding you together some days is the image of perfection and success and security and the worst part is that everyone else needs you to never falter either because you so often are the one holding everyone together too. You can't help but wonder if your emotions are ever your own, if you are just an actor in a life that's not your own, if you were cursed to be a mannequin, a doll, from the moment you were born and placed into a life where you were a child meant to be seen, not heard, to perform, not live, and the jealousy the injustice or the pain is fueled into masks as you take the world by storm.

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tagged by: @khenobi​

tagging: any and all mutuals

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Oola doodle!

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//Plotting call. Like and I will DM you

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//Starter Call. Like if we’re mutuals

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Twi'lek dancer for @ooladancer

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* MITSKI LYRICS FROM VARIOUS SONGS PROMPTS ,

your mother wouldn't approve of how my mother raised me.

i always want you when i'm finally fine.

would you tell me if you want me?

i love it when you call my name.

what do you do with a loving feeling if the loving feeling makes you all alone?

can i sleep in your house tonight?

i don't want your pity, i just want somebody near me.

come inside and be with me.

i don't know what to do without you.

why didn't you stop me?

i can still smell the fire even though it's long died out.

there’s no need to be brave.

i think i'm gonna lose my mind.

i fell in love with a war and nobody told me it ended.

nobody fucks me like me.

i'm staying up late just in case you come up and ask to leave with me.

i'll leave once i figure out how to pay for my own life too.

fuck you and your money.

it would be a hundred times easier if we were young again.

i gave too much of my heart tonight.

i am stronger than you give me credit for.

i don't need anything other than you.

but how long can we play this way? i'm tired of not loving you.

you know me better than i do.

it doesn't matter how you lived, the only thing that matters is the way that you died.

i just need a quiet place where i can scream.

i'm a fool to want you.

i know i've kissed you before, but i didn't do it right.

you only love me when we're all alone.

i get mean when i'm nervous like a bad dog.

i don't know what to say about any of this.

can tell them what you saw in me, and not the way i am?

i love it when you look my way.

we're two slow dancers, last ones out.

i should tell them that i'm not afraid to die.

i think my fate is losing its patience.

when i find a knife's sticking out of my side, i'll pull it out without questioning why.

i miss you more than anything.

can I dream for a few months more?

i just want to feel alright.

this is the kind of job that needs a bastard to see it through.

my god, i'm so lonely.

i always wanted to die clean and pretty.

there's nobody better than you

i don't think about the past, it's always there anyway.

i will take good care of you.

time and time again i’ve said i'd leave you.

i thought maybe we would kiss tonight.

what those dead men say that they do will never be the absolute truth.

don't wait for me, i can't come.

just 'cause you're dead doesn't mean that your mission is done.

i haven't told anyone, just like we promised.

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The Max Rebo Band - from Star Wars Galaxy of Adventures “Jabba the Hutt - Galactic Gangster “.

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khenobi​:

                 He  spotted  her  in  the  distance,  the  way  her  body  swayed  back  and  forth.  Hardly  any  food  in  her  system.  He  could  tell.  Ben  felt  the  pain,  the  exhaustion  coming  from  this  female  just  a  few  feet  away.  However,  there  was  some  sort  of  spark  that  drove  him  forward  beside  the  need  to  help  those  in  need.  She  reminded  him  of  an  old  friend.  Someone  he  will  never  see  again  until  he  more  than  likely  died.  Such  a  grim  outlook,  but  it  was  the  truth.

            The  once  Jedi  made  his  way  to  her  side.  He  lowered  himself,  his  own  small  frame  blocking  the  sunlight  from  her  view.  A  steady  hand  was  placed  on  her  shoulder,  hood  pulled  over  his  head  to  hide  most  of  his  face.  The  Force  surged  through  him,  allowing  to  pass  along  just  enough  strength  to  allow  the  Twi'lek  women  to  make  it  to  his  small  hut.

          “  My  dear,  you  must  not  stop  here.  ”  voice  soft,  just  a  small  whisper.

           Ben  reached  into  his  cloak  for  his  canteen.  The  rest  of  his  water  until  they  both  could  make  it  back  to  his  hut.  She  needed  it  more  than  he  did.  Besides,  he  could  use  the  Force  for  a  brace  until  then.

His body blocking the suns offered a much needed reprieve from the harsh rays. The man’s hand was cool on her skin, despite the fact that he was dressed in what looked to be far hotter attire. Oola rose to her knees, practically snatching the canteen when it was offered. She didn’t wish to be rude, but she was desperate. It was opened quickly, The Twi’lek draining more than half it’s contents before finally coming up for air. Screwing on the top she handed it back to him. Oola looked to the stranger, her eyes unsure. Was he the salvation that she so direly needed, or were his purposes more nefarious? Jabba may very well have sent bounty hunters after her, and for all she knew this man could very well be one. A kindly stranger he may seem, but the galaxy was full of deceivers, a fact her recent life experiences had made her painfully aware of. Though, what choice did she have right now but to put her trust in him? Slowly she got to her feet, steadying herself against the other.

“Thank you... such kindness in a merciless place as this.” As the two began to walk, she did her best to support herself. The other looked like he was on in his years for a human, and she did not wish to overburden him. He was putting himself at risk to help her, and she did not feel right about that. Provided he wasn’t after her possible bounty, he was unknowingly making an enemy of her master by helping her. Despite her worries, she decided to be truthful with the other. “I am a slave to a powerful Hutt, Jabba. You should know that helping me puts your own life at risk...”

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Hello! Would you maybe draw Oola from star wars? It is okay if you do not, just a suggestion. Have a nice day. Even if things are not so nice, eventually they get better. You can do it! Thank you so very much, and I hope I am not bothering you.

hadn't drawn her yet!

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oola is my favorite star wars character 💚✨💚

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//Starter call for any mutuals

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//Plotting call y’all!