Nov 7, 2023
Don’t mind me, just planning my Batuu vest…
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Don’t mind me, just planning my Batuu vest…
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“…the (insert fascist government title) doesn’t care about the people, much less the land and beasts that sustain them. People with no hope, with no homes or food, are weaker and easier to control.”
-Vi Moradi
@ignitethespark ; incoming transmission ⸻ FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION... Monti holding Finn's hand.... for comfort... uwu his own comfort?? to try and comfort Finn? Maybe a mixture of both? who's to say (I mean, US... but also—)
THE SILENCE WAS DEAFENING. They were safe for the moment, however the destruction and death surrounding them, was the constant reminder that he might have not been part of the First Order anymore but the nightmare never ended, he never managed to escape it, even if now he was on the right side of the war. Labored breathes filling the silence as he tried to make sense of what just happened; of everything. He didn’t have an answer, perhaps, he never would — his train of thoughts brought to an alt at the feeling of fingers grasping his hand. He flinched, the reaction earned even before his mind registered what was happening. It was only when he brown hues met familiar black ones that his frame relaxed. A fleeting apologetic smile gracing his features for a small moment when his own fingers curled around Monti’s hand. A gentle squeeze offered before his gaze wandered once more, but this time, his thoughts were quieter.
Ignite the spark, for the Order, split personality, and all that. Am I one of the cool kids yet? • • • • • • #RiseoftheResistance #ignitethespark #fortheOrder #starwarsgalaxysedge #swge #batuu #blackspireoutpost #batuuwest #swgeca #firstorder #resistance #disneylandresort #dlr #dlrcm #DLRCastLife (at Rise Of The Resistance) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7Uu6A9n_44dKQCA51fWBLL_AjPSV8IMkENU2Y0/?igshid=1vgbqm3r1mubg
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@ignitethespark replied to your post “"Your full name is Guzma Manfred Amzug!?"”
"I'm sorry! Don't hate me, Guz! I just -- I just thought it sounded cool!"
...Well now he just feels bad.
Sounded genuine...then again guy’s never had a lick of meanness nor sarcasm in him, even as kids. Plus, Guzma can never stay mad at him.
“ ...Hey, hey, I ain’t mad, Sparkplug. Look -I’m- I’m sorry, didn’ mean ta’ go off like that. Jus’don’ like my name all too much, aight ? Used ta’ bein’ the butt of all jokes, there. ”
♥ ⁑⁑ @ignitethespark
The night was coming to a close. Only a handful of patrons remained--most of them wrapping up their deserts, or sipping on the last of their wines. It was at this hour that Delia was allowed the luxury of slipping out of the kitchen. She would walk by tables, checking on the last of her guests and making sure everything was to their pleasure.
This was the last table, in fact, and Delia sat a gentle hand on the edge of the wood; just enough to catch his attention. “Enjoying your meal? Your waiter’s treating you well, I trust?”
She was tired, but talking to people tended to cheer her up. She liked making people feel like this restaurant was home--because it was a second home for her; the one where people actually visited; where she didn’t have to be alone. And she smiled at the blond, friendly, never seeking to give away the fact that she was planning to drink again tonight--that she was lonely, and that he was filling a small piece of that space for just a few seconds.
“--‘scuse me, can you tell me where the nearest pokemon center is? my pichu is badly injured and needs help!”
help him out, @ignitethespark ! ( liked for a starter )