blind faith

@kybcrhearted 

This is SUPER early but I got really excited about this :’) 

Send a number for my muse to do the following action towards yours (and mun will determine why). Add “+” for reverse. Send “Wildcard” for mun to pick one themselves.

My muse reaches out to grab your muse’s arm suddenly

My muse gently grasps your muse’s wrist

My muse firmly places a hand on your muse’s shoulder

My muse grabs your muse’s hand

My muse slips their fingers between your muse’s fingers and holds their hand

My muse tugs the hem of your muse’s shirt

My muse cups your muse’s cheek

My muse strokes the side of your muse’s face

My muse places a hand on your muse’s forehead

My muse places a hand over your muse’s eyes to close them

My muse firmly grasps your muse’s chin

My muse bops your muse’s nose

My muse touches the nape of your muse’s throat

My muse strokes your muse’s lip with their thumb

My muse places a hand on your muse’s thigh

My muse touches your muse’s back

My muse touches the back of your muse’s neck

My muse buries their face on your muse’s chest

My muse buries their face on your muse’s back

My muse pets the top of your muse’s head

My muse strokes your muse’s hair

My muse grasps your muse’s hip with their hand

My muse closes their arms around your muse firmly to stop them

My muse reaches out and hug yours

My muse hugs yours from behind

My muse pins yours against the wall

My muse places a hand on the wall, resting next to your muse’s head

My muse puts both their hands on the wall, with yours caged in between

My muse pins yours to the floor

My muse presses a finger over your muse’s mouth

My muse firmly presses a hand over your muse’s mouth

My muse throws your muse over their shoulder

My muse picks your muse up to carry them in their arms

My muse gives yours a piggyback ride

Mu muse gives yours a peck on the lips

My muse passionately kisses yours

My muses kisses your muse’s cheek

My muse kisses your muse’s forehead

My muse presses their lips to the back of your muse’s neck

My muse presses their lips to your muse’s throat

My muse kisses your muse’s shoulder

My muse kisses your muse’s hand

My muse nibbles your muse’s ear

My muse hovers over your muse’s ear

My muse shoves your muse’s hand or arm off

My muse jerks your muse closer

     BEFORE ME NOTHING BUT ETERNAL THINGS WERE MADE, AND I SHALL LAST ETERNALLY. ABANDON EVERY HOPE, ALL YOU WHO ENTER.      I saw these words spelled out in somber colors inscribed along the ledge above a gate; “Master,” I said, “these words I see are cruel.”      He answered me, speaking with experience: “Now here you must leave all distrust behind; let all your cowardice die on this spot. We are at the place where earlier I said you could expect to see the suffering of souls who lost the good of intellect.”       Placing his hand on mine, smiling at me in such a way that I was reassured, he led me in, into those mysteries.

          🚀THE BASE WAS AS BUSY AS ONE COULD expect and the Commander has been coming and going from meetings. C-3PO and his criminal droids - allies as he liked to call them - had obtained important intel, that had everyone anxious. He already had a new mission, which was the reason he was walking towards his x-wing, to see how the reparations were going. If he didn’t got her ready for the next hours he would be forced to take on his personal ship.

          He hadn’t seen Mara, which was the reason he nearly stumbled with her stick. Brown eyes turning to look at his friend - they have been friends for so long, that her words didn’t even surprise him. “Well thank you, I’ve been called worse, by you no less, Eclipse.” He smirked, his tone as playful as her own. “Hmm now I wonder who was the traitor who told you.” Poe looked around as if he would see whoever mechnic spoke with her. “I didn’t nearly crashed, I crashed spectacularlyif I can say so myself.”

          Poe hummed as his eyes returned to her. “I tell you everything you need to know not to get worried about me.” He wasn’t sure why he did that, but Mara had lost too much in the course of her life, he didn’t want to see her suffering more. Chuckling at the accussation he fired back. “I’m not sure I can avoid it. Growing up with the Skywalker-Solo and the Marek’s has been educational for me on how to be reckless. I think I’m improving, besides, who wants to live forever?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Dameron. I only call you nice things.” That was a bold-faced lie and they both knew it, but she did her best to radiate innocence. It was all in good fun, the two had been friends for so long and Mara couldn’t help it if she showed love through playful teasing. Poe always responded with quips of his own, so it balanced out quite nicely.

“I can’t reveal my sources. Poor thing couldn’t take it if you went and yelled at them.” But his next words prompted yet another light poke from her walking stick. “You aren’t allowed to up and die on me, who else would I annoy?” Hopping down from her perch, she leaned against her stick. “Besides, I’m not asking you to live forever. That’s just unrealistic. But, you know, if you could at least make it a week without some hot-headed maneuver that’s going to land you in the medbay--well, that would be nice.”

Ah, yes, her father certainly had more than a few close calls of his own. Even Mara was known for going off half-cocked. But this wasn’t about her family. This was about Poe. “Keep it up, Poe, I dare you.” She wasn’t above sneaking onto his ship.

@kybcrhearted​ is getting some love from her dad;

          🔥🐦HE DIDN’T WANT TO BE THERE no after everything that has happened. In fact, when the news of the incident reached his ears, he had been so angry that he almost tapped on the dark side again - something he hasn’t done for several years after the fall of the Empire. It has been Juno - of course - who dragged him back to the fight, who told him that the Resistance of Leia Organa was going to need his help.

         Memories that he used to have control over, returned immediatly after the news of a new organization quite similar to the Empire. Nightmares and terrors of the training that Vader had forced upon him clashed with his mind every night since the news. And the desperation of not knowing where Mara was. If she has been killed the boy… the Solo boy was not going to survive. But if she had joined him into the darkness, Galen was going to bring his daughter back.

          The Rogue Shadow landed over D’qar surface, and Galen, followed by a re-programmed PROXY made his way towards the base. It was his droid who saw her first than his own eyes. “Master, your daughter Mara is here.” The droid said pointing in her direction. Galen’s eyes found her immediatly and he couldn’t help the pain that grew inside. Was she…? He hurried towards her, not minding the Generals who had come to greet him. “Mara!” He shouted as he ran.

Nightmares had become a common occurrence after what happened. They were so vivid-so real-that when she awoke, it was hard to remember where she was. And yet, at the same time, it was hard to believe it had happened at all. It felt like some distant dream that she couldn’t wake up from.

They rarely let her out of the infirmary after they recovered her, her injuries could have been much worse but that didn’t mean they were anything to scoff at. She had been lucky--her sight might have been lost, but she was still alive. Unlike so many others.

They had let her out--with a medical aide by her side, of course--only after Mara had complained for several minutes. No doubt they wanted her out of their hair just as much as she longed to no longer be confined to the infirmary. The voice that calls out to her is instantly recognized, but not one she expects to hear, turning in the direction of it, tears in her eyes. “Dad?” She longs to run to him, but the aide at her side holds a restraining arm out.