#heartoftheforce

Bonding time with your force ghost idol and turns out hes insane

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@heartoftheforce​: “I threw you a surprise party!” | meme | not accepting

He was getting closer to the ruins, judging by the blip on his handheld map that moved faster with each step he was taking. Finally after what had felt like an entire day of traveling and deciphering clues that led to this place, he pushed open the mighty doors at the top of equally grand stone stairs, fully expecting opposition on the other side--- only to be met with a table (or maybe an altar of some kind; he couldn’t tell) in the middle of the room and a cake with a single lit candle. Absolutely nothing and no one else was in sight. Damn it. He ought to have seen this coming. 

The man responsible for the entire ordeal then materialized next to the table a second later and Eron could almost see the grin hiding beneath the metal mask. As to how or where Revan managed to acquire the cake, he didn’t really want to know. “...So, there’s no real ‘mission’ or Sith artifact, is there?” He quietly huffed, hands on his hips, slightly unamused at the plan Revan had devised, but there was no real anger behind his tone or the look he was giving the ghostly figure. 

It was beginning to get late, and Bastila was sitting, slowly scrolling through the datapad in her hands. It was a report forwarded to her by the Jedi Council, and something that she didn’t particularly want to be spending her time reading - but despite her growing detachment from the Order, she was still a Jedi, and duty was duty.

She heard Revan moving about the room, then begin to make his way towards her, but didn’t bother looking up. Whatever he was up to was of no concern to her, she had work to do.

She continued to ignore what he was doing as he sat down beside her, but when he rested his head on her lap she was unable to keep ignoring him.

She froze, for a moment, not having expected the contact. Then she glanced down at him, and felt herself start to blush. Even now, he was able to fluster her like no other. It was quite irritating, really.

Still, her moment of surprise passed and, hesitantly, she brought one of her hands away from her datapad and used it to gently stroke through his hair. This only served to fluster her even more, but there was something quite nice about it, too.

After so long, Bastila would have liked to have been able to say that she understood Revan. Well, it was likely true that she understood Revan better than most - but sometimes he would come out with the most bizarre comments and, suddenly, she would find herself wondering what was going on in his head.

She looked up at him with her best, most serious expression, “You want to know if I... like-like you?”

meme? | accepting | @heartoftheforce

@heartoftheforce​: "History repeats itself because nobody listens the first time."

Don’t listen to him. Don’t let it get to you-

“ Mama, how do you taste the force? Is it like pudding? How come you haven't shared none with me mistew Wevan?! ”

Fuck. Mia was drawn into it.  

“ Pay no attention to the loony old ghost, Mia. He’s only teasing, and may have eaten something he shouldn’t have.” Much to her gremlin’s dismay, Rosie gently ushered her daughter away with a pointed, irritated stare at the force ghost that plagued her existence (Yet regrettably, was one of the only few  sources of adult company she had)

“ Honestly, do you really have to stir ridiculous ideas into her head? If you’re having these meltdowns, go harass your force ghost friends, Revan.”