#dedraposting

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ANDOR SEASON 2 WRITERS YOU TOOK A RABID DOG AND YOU PUT IT IN A PENCIL SKIRT.

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[steve-needs-a-hug]

women in STEM (subjugation, terror, evil, manipulation)

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saw this on a random instagram meme account today and I feel like Dedra wrote it herself tbh

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i love watching a woman's downfall from grace and by GOD i love sexualizing it

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i swear if dedra ever fuckign snarls on the cassian andor show season two. like a genuine snarl with her whole teeth. then i will be done for. you'll just have to leave me in a ditch somewhere because i will not be recovering from it.

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dedra makes him let her hold it while he pees.

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hurts to see someone else living your dream.

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🔀 bix/dedra?

"From Eden" -- Hozier

Ohhh I fucking oneshotted it with this one because it's giving desperation it's giving longing it's giving resentment it's giving resignation!!!

I'm thinking. . . some time after the events of Andor and the main trilogy, Dedra Meero drags herself out of the gutter she'd ended up in post-Empire collapse and starts looking for. . . something. She doesn't have anything anymore-- no pride, no ambition, not a single shred of her former self left except the this feeling that she's missing something, that she's lost something that she needs to get back.

She wanders the galaxy, picking up odd jobs, ignoring anyone who looks at her for a bit too long-- she keeps her hair short now, forgoes her tight bun (but she can't quite shake her precision when it comes to her clothes). And somewhere between one blink and the next. . . she finds it. Right there in front of her. Laughing, flinging her braids over her shoulders, hale and whole.

And Dedra is a fucking shell.

And so, of course, she follows her. From work to her home to where she goes on her off hours to enjoy the life that she actually has, the life that she should have gotten. . . watching her at her work in some mechanic's garage, watching her eat a hasty lunch at the noodle bar across the street, even watching her on the rare moments she has to herself through the half-shaded windows of her bedroom. . .

And naturally it comes to its natural conclusion: Dedra, pressed against her door, trying anything, anything at all to feed that last spark of hunger, of obsession, to devour the last bit of life she can see walking around in her. . .

And Bix opens the door. And she falls at her feet.

send me a 🔀 and a ship and ill give you an au!

[a-flickering-soul]

i left the most rancid ones for the end >:)

dedra/dedra (?) or, i guess, dedra/dedra's gender identity (i guess?): "when i am king you will be first against the wall"

hux&dedra: "cunt is as cunt does"

holy shit i'm killing you in real life you are my best friend

"when i am king (you will be first against the wall)" by Kirjavi

Andor (TV), Star Wars - All Media Types

No Archive Warnings Apply, Dedra Meero, Character Study, Gender Identity, Gender Dsyphoria, but NOT in the way that you think!, Imperial Culture, the performance of the removal of feminity in a gender neutral culture where gender neutrality presents as masculinity, let me cook!!!!!

There is no neutrality when a culture is devoted to ignoring immutable aspects of its own inherent binarism. There is no equality if you must choose to be either a frigid bitch or an incubator. There is no choice when you do not have agency.

Every day, Dedra wakes up and goes to work. When she comes home, she stares at the ceiling until she falls asleep. In the liminal spaces between wakefulness and sleep, home and the office, cracks begin to show.

"cunt is as cunt does" by Kirjavi

Andor (TV), Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy

No Archive Warnings Apply, Dedra Meero & Armitage Hux, Dedra Meero, Armitage Hux, Character Study, Pre-Star Wars: The Force Awakens, when you look at someone younger than you and you realize they have no idea how much their existence is an insult to you, Cultural Differences, Homophobia, Misogyny, Imperial Culture

"No one understands," says Lieutenant Armitage Hux, eyes fervent and teeth bared at the infinitely young and incandescent age of twenty-four. "I can do it. I'm different. They must listen to me. They will see I am right-- that the First Order will be built under me-- that I can win this cold war with a single fucking shot."

Senior Intelligence Officer Dedra Meero, exhausted and bitter in her pity role she refuses to retire from out of sheer spite, listens to the boy in front of her and stifles the urge to scream.

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Or, the irony of seeing someone else get exactly what you wanted by being everything you were not.

send me a title + a pairing and i'll give you the fic i'll never write

[a-flickering-soul]

honestly i need her so bad

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im a dedragirl because the former army vet who was hired as an intern the same time as me was brought on full-time as a senior associate despite having no experience because my manager is also a vet and the other day he emailed me saying he's having a lot of fun working with me (he is having fun working with me because he is using my own work to further his project)

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i neeeed to see her sweating and shaking and scared of me. sorry. go ahead and lock me up!!!!

i cant do it anymore guys!!! im at the end of my fucking rope!!!!

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the thing is "dedra" as a name is very clearly an analog to the name "deirdre", which is noticeably a name of irish-gaelic origins meaning "sorrowful; raging; fearful" depending on context. with dedra being a character fighting for recognition in an empire that has always historically been a bit of a caricature of british imperialism, played by an irish actress, i wonder if this is a bit of foreshadowing we might see paid off in season 2.

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dacryphilia

The very worst thing you can do right now is bore me. Caleen shudders. “You’re not going to believe me anyways, are you?” Her voice tremors, and Dedra wants to hear it break. “No,” she says slowly. She can feel a smile tugging at her lips. She fights like mad to suppress it, and fails. It pulls at her lips, threatening to split them, and she lets her teeth show. “I suppose not.”

Or; The Interrogation Scene and some bonuses from Lt. Dedra Meero's point of view.

Or; Sophia "Dyke With Bad Taste" A-Flickering-Soul saw this

and this

and THIS

and thought, "How can I not write the most reprehensible, terrible, Dead Doveish 2.6k words about it?"

Mind the tags.