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tell jesus that the bitch is back @psychometrys

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Failure is not the end.

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re: the d+ show rumors

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thinking about the few times the younglings are allowed outside the temple and little cal sitting in a diner booth with one of the masters, swinging his legs under the table as he eats.

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plotting call! regardless of whether we’ve written in the past or not, give this a like and i’ll pop into your DMs to start hashing out a dynamic between cal and your muse. ✨

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whenever someone calls cal a jedi knight or salutes him, it trips him up for a moment because he is not at all expecting it

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cal is soooooo physically affectionate it’s insane

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god i want to write youngling cal so badly :(

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yes i’ve been a sw fan since 2015, yes i’m only just watching tcw

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dathomer​  /  merrin.

      There had been those among her sisters with their own specialties.    Some were better at potions than spells, some better fighting from afar than up close. Merrin herself had a particular knack for accessing the spirit realm, for visions. It is a kind of irony that’s not lost on her now, and she nods her understanding as Cal illustrates. One of her fingers traces a circle on her own knee as she sits there, considering in silence.

      ❝ It sounds  … ❞  Fascinating. Horrible.  ❝ Taxing. ❞  And how many places had he been where these  boulders  lurked under every surface? Dathomir alone  -  Merrin tenses, suddenly disliking the thought of what he might have found  there,  before they had allied. She’d kept an eye on him, of course, but  …  Merrin becomes very interested in the fabric of the Mantis’s seats, her eyebrows lifting.  ❝ You are more likely to be affected in places of great  -  emotional turmoil. ❞  Not a question. Her eyes lift to his face, her expression unreadable.  ❝ Like Dathomir? ❞

initially,  all he does is nod in response.   in the aftermath of the purge,  he would only sense pain whenever he dared reach into the force.   one massive boulder that had sent shockwaves throughout the galaxy,  the effects still felt to this day.   cal had recoiled so hard in order to protect himself that he thought something had broken inside him.   a constant connection suddenly snapped,  even more alone without the presence of the force.   thoughts drift to the handful of times he sensed an echo on bracca...  and quickly dismisses them.   she doesn’t need to hear about those right now.

❝   the whole galaxy is full of turmoil these days,   ❞   his voice fails to be as light as he intends,  a bit of levity that doesn’t land.  he attempts to play it off with a shrug,  gaze falling in turn.   ❝   but yes. there were many echoes on dathomir.   ❞   a trail left by malicos through his crash and recruiting the nightbrothers.  fragments of the society that was wiped out.  merrin’s past.   ❝   any strong emotion can leave an echo though. anger, grief, but also joy or excitement or love.   ❞   beedee’s head pops up at the end of the sentence,  eliciting a chuckle from cal.    ❝   for me, though, the hardest part is trying to keep it all separate. the memories... get mixed up.   ❞

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Cameron Monaghan in The Year of Spectacular Men

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never forget when i was writing cal back in 2020 and got a weird slightly passive aggressive anon about my cal being trans

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reblog this if you’re an indie roleplaying blog with both an LGBTQIA+ mun and LGBTQIA+ muse(s).

i’m trying to get an idea of how large portion of the indie rp community consists of queer muses being written and represented by queer people themselves. allies, don’t interact.

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today i am crying over the fact that the jedi would have placed cal with jaro tapal based on the fact he was the best equipped to deal with a padawan that has an emotionally taxing ability such as psychometry. being patient and considerate as so not to overwhelm him and staying out of (most of) the clone war battles. teaching cal discipline was all about finding the balance within the force and not clinging too much to one memory or another, trusting that the force will do what it wills.