#raeh

      “ Rey,  there  is  no  room  for  attachment  to  others  in  the  realm  of  the  force.  You  must  distance  yourself  from  your  allies. ” 

                  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘'𝐃   𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍   𝐇𝐈𝐌   𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓   𝐀𝐒   𝐇𝐄   𝐒𝐀𝐖   𝐐𝐔𝐈-𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐍.   they   weren’t   afraid,   maybe   unable   to   understand   what   they’d   seen   &   a   bit   enchanted   by   the   way   the   lightsword   behaved   around   incoming   blaster   fire,   but   when   he   felt   their   stare   &   turned   to   return   it,   the   children   retreated   into   the   carcasses   of   machines   that   once   sought   to   eat   them.   a   finer   standard   of   living   you   may   not   find   for   days.   it   wasn’t   terribly   grotesque   (   an   overworked   console   makes   a   welcome   hearth   in   the   dark   hours,   &   the   dissected   bridge   was   a   worthy   staging   ground   for   their   own   theories   &   demonstrations   of   how   it   came   it   be   )   but   the   pirates   that   had   fallen   at   the   maw   of   durasteel   excellence   as   if   they’d   just   been   spat   &   splayed   out   like   figures   in   a   BLOODY   TABLEAU   did   erase   the   space   between   the   present   &   the   past.   a   sort   of   re-founding   of   this   refugee   camp.

                  djem   so’s   final   position,   both   hands   gripping   his   saber   above   his   left   shoulder,   eyes   attuned   to   the   movements   of   the   UNSEEN   changes   in   the   force,   hardly   advertises   heroism.   he   retracts   the   bar   of   plasma   &   exhales.   i   probably   look   more   like   maul   .   .   .

                  ❝   that   was   messier   than   it   should’ve   been.   help   me   get   rid   of   them   ?      ❞   he   angles   his   nod   towards   the   pirates   as   he   clips   his   saber   behind   &   within   his   cloak.

@raeh​ said: “Roast Me” (what kind of Sith Master would he be if he didn’t, I mean??) // meme  → ACCEPTING !

     𝐍𝐎  𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐘  𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒  beneath  a  tortured  soul  ,  for  its  fate  had  already  been  planned  .  no  matter  the  attachments  formed  between  two  ever  longing  people  .  power  was  all  that  mattered  in  this  day  and  𝐀𝐆𝐄  ,  to  presume  otherwise  was  a  foolish  idea  .  (  dutifully  she  drank  her  teas  .  )  ever  devoted  to  a  servant  and  advisor  that  would  kill  the  long  lost  princess  -  a  𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐒  to  an  end  .  promises  of  better  health  ,  the  played  out  scenes  of  endearment  ever  stronger  now  .  (  though  even  an  oblivious  queen  would  eventually  see  𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍  .  )  ❝  i  have  done  the  right  thing  for  our  kingdom  !  you  are  a  weak  foolish  girl  ,  rey  .  ❞  ocean  hues  met  with  those  of  ash  brown  ,  allowing  his  fingers  to  guide  the  spoon  through  the  poisoned  𝐓𝐄𝐀  .  

     𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄  ,  𝐀  𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃  once  described  by  lovers  to  be  a  wonderful  thing  .  though  when  met  with  the  powers  of  destiny  and  ill  intent  -  no  blessed  princess  could  stand  in  its  way  .  (  a  price  to  𝐏𝐀𝐘  .  )  ❝  now  ,  before  your  pathetic  display  of  rage  gets  out  of  hand  .  .  .  ❞  the  cup  was  placed  next  to  her  resting  place  .  instead  taking  out  a  parchment  reading  -  ❝  .  .  .  name  me  your  𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑  .  the  husband  which  you  have  ever  craved  me  to  be  .  ❞

Finn’s    strength    had    always    been    a    plus    for    him    in    fighting.    But    Rey    had    always    been    agile,    quick    and    able    to    trip    him    up.    He    couldn’t    consider    himself    well    matched    with    her,    when    more    than    half    of    the    time    he    was    on    his    back    in    minutes.    He    felt    more    confident    with    his    sabers,    green    blades    in    each    hand    ignited.    “    Before    you    destroy    me,    I’d    like    to    remind    you    that    up    until    a    few    years    ago,    my    only    weapon    was    a    blaster.    “    still,    he’s    grinning    as    he    says    it.    It    wasn’t    often    that    he    wasn’t    smiling    when    his    friend    was    around,    even    if    her    work    with    the    force    sensitives    and    him    with    the    New    Republic    kept    them    extremely    busy.    

@raeh​    /    ♡

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋: @raeh​

       “𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓 that taught you to wield that?” gaze flickers to the saber in the girl’s palm, eyes bright and warm, “it’s been a long time since i last saw such a weapon.”

     𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐄  𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒  𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆  from  the  mouth  of  a  woman  that  would  have  been  killed  if  not  for  her  dearest  advisor  .  had  his  lessons  truly  been  fruitful  ?  the  scared  child  that  hid  behind  a  broad  protector  no  longer  to  be  seen  .  a  proud  smile  forming  slowly  .  𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓  that  could  perhaps  one  day  equal  his  own  .  (  a  queen  in  the  making  .  )  gracefully  the  advisor  escorted  his  princess  upon  her  silver  throne  -  longing  stares  following  their  𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘  move  .  all  knew  of  adans  betrayal  ,  how  his  portrayed  feelings  were  nothing  but  dust  in  the  end  .  but  she  seemed  unaware  .  (  cards  had  been  perfectly  played  until  his  last  breath  .  )  a  shame  to  say  𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐘𝐄  .  

     𝐀  𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒  𝐎𝐅  a  hand  was  gifted  once  the  female  took  her  place  .  adan  returning  his  ever  loyal  position  and  crossing  his  arms  behind  a  stiff  back  .  ❝  i  wonder  if  you  believe  your  own  words  ,  my  lady  .  ❞  enough  room  for  accusations  it  seemed  .  having  known  rey  𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑  than  anyone  else  in  court  .  (  her  survival  ultimately  laid  in  the  hands  of  a  lone  soldier  .  )  ❝  for  losing  a  love  can  be  crippling  at  best  -  it  can  turn  you  into  the  𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍  of  the  story  .  ❞