•Maysilee Williams•

        “Aye, whit aboot it…?”  He sighs with an edgy grin and a single brow lifted in curiosity, arms loosening their grip upon her frame. It wasn’t to say that he was worried, but lately, every time she had that soft glimmer in her eyes, anxiety seemed to rattle his bones. Nostalgia seemed to filter into her consciousness from time to time, especially when she’d manage to fix her glance upon that dirt path, that lead to the past she left behind. Though he’d come to trust her, to love her with both body and whatever he had left of a soul, he feared her love of home and the possibility of her wanting to return there. There was nothing there for him but a lack of acceptance, not just for their age difference but for the man he was, and it wasn’t something he could really tolerate without a fight.

“Well-,” if there was ever a time not to skip around the subject, surely this would be it. Even still Maysilee couldn’t find the right words. Chewing on her lip nervously the blonde didn’t dismiss the subtle change in his demeanor as his eyes followed hers up the dirt path. Taking a deep breath she steadied herself for the inevitable shit storm that would come from the news, “I'm moving to California...” squinting up at him as she leaned back to gage his reaction the blonde ducked her head, “... and I was wondering if you’d like to come with me.”

@thisisa-knife

Kylo stood amongst the flames which seemed to never flicker out as they consumed what remained of the small village. In the year since he had become Supreme Leader, the man was eager to ferret out other Force-sensitives and those who harbored them; didn’t take a genius to figure out why, or what he would do once he found them. He stood across the smoldering square from a woman who reminded him greatly of an old enemy. All the sweeter, then, should he manage to turn her. Stretching out his hand in offering, he gave her the same proposal he had given countless others over the past eleven standard months:

“Take my hand. Join me. I can show you the ways of the Force.”

Staring at him standing there, among the burning hovels and piles of corpses of her village Maysilee felt a chill at his words. He means to kill me if I refuse, the thought occurred to her as she tried to calm the rising flood of uncertainty. It wasn’t that she had anything in particular to lose in joining him, not anymore. But what would she gain from joining his ranks if not a swift death at the hands of the rebellion. A Rebellion she had aided more than once now. If they didn’t kill her, he surely would once the truth came out. Mays had heard about the ruthless supreme leader -Kylo Ren, had even entertained the rumors about him over a drink at the pub when her father had started sheltering resistance fighters. Yet none of the stories compared to the man that stood in front of her now.  

Blue eyes following the length of his outstretched hand the blonde closed the space between them carefully. Each step guiding her further away from the comfort of everything she had ever known. Have faith, my love, her fathers last words still rang in her ears. Straightening her shoulders as she made up her mind, Mays accepted his hand as her other hand grazed against the hilt of her fathers saber still hidden in her cloak. “Teach me what you know.” 

Kyle (26- Maysilee’s oldest brother) was the first one infected during a classified mission overseas. He later turned and killed his pregnant wife Amelia (25) along with both of his parents at the Williams residence. He eventually bit his brother Jonathan (24), home on break from Law School who had tried and failed to protect the twins Luke/Tyler (19) with the family rifle. 

Maysilee witnessed all of this while she hid in the closet like a coward, until Kyle went after their youngest sister Kaydie (12). Unfortunately by the time she had separated kyle’s head from the rest of his body it was already too late. 

Wasn’t tagged, but felt like trying this out with my favorite gal 💕

Friendship Ask 

texts the other memes at 3 am: Mays loves to send him mechanic memes in the hopes it’ll make him smile. 

tries to convince the other to do an idea that definitely sounds questionable: Mays, this girl gets Clyde into all kinds of questionable situations (to be fair he does tell her it’s a stupid idea before inevitably doing said questionable thing)

is the designated driver and who always gets wasted: they typically get drunk together but even then Clyde usually drives. 

always has to host the impromptu sleepover: Clyde, because Mays likes to sneak out at night and visit him. 

who’s netflix account gets mooched off of: They both mooch off of a mutual friend because they don’t have their own accounts

brings all the snacks and who supplies the movie: Mays brings the snacks leaving Clyde to figure out what movie they haven’t seen together already

is usually the first one to say sorry after a fight: Mays, though she’s very stubborn about it

is the ‘ mom friend ‘: Clyde looks out for Mays when she isn’t paying attention

calls the other at 12 am to wish the other a happy birthday without fail: Mays stops when Clyde insists that he doesn’t like to celebrate getting older, so by default Clyde calls or texts Mays before she falls asleep to wish her a happy birthday. 

is the better wingman to the other: In this case Mays, because there’s no way Clyde would get roped into helping Mays get laid. 

‘ the strong must protect the sweet ‘ , who’s the ‘ strong ‘ and who’s the ‘ sweet ‘: Clyde is the Strong, Mays is the sweet.