You will bring Luke Skywalker to me.
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You will bring Luke Skywalker to me.
had to delete everything related to last night because regardless of what happens on this blog I don’t want all that to be the last things that are left, I don’t want to leave this blog but I don’t want to make people uncomfortable either, so if I continue with him please make this site safe for yourself and don’t follow to begin with. but as a last note on the matter; I don’t condone my muses actions, please stop assuming I am ‘as bad’ as him just because he’s another muse I write. it’s in my rules and has been all along. kylo ren is not ‘misunderstood’, i have no intention to ‘relate’ to him, i don’t want to ‘woobify’ him. I don’t condone his behaviour. i’m not a sympathiser, don’t be bloody ridiculous. stop calling out people you don’t know and accusing them publicly of horrific things, it’s not the right way to do things. it’s 2018 for gods sake. communicate, don’t harass. callout culture is damaging when wrongfully done, and in this case we were immediately branded as a sympathiser without being given the chance to express that we do not condone our muses behaviour beforehand. and now that we try to express that, it feels as though it is already too late and we have been wrongfully branded. by all means protect a community, but not by destroying another who have done no wrong and are just people with an interest in a character from a god damn disney film. and on top of this my grandmother was rushed into hospital again in the middle of all of this last night so if there is any activity, it will be spotty.
thank you to everyone who was there for me, i love you guys <3
Even you, master of the Knights of Ren, have never faced such a test.
slavyanskayaten:
“No…no we can do this. We have to keep fighting.”
‘ CAN YOU ? ’ chaos bleeds his ears, so heavy is the aforementioned doom upon his back . . . but kylo is still ––––– swaying peacefully . the wild dogs bursting at their cage deep within the blackness of his gut held back, their barks muffled by ILL PLACED SERENITY. they whimper through the dark calling him still , deafening failing pleas from the light. they are ignored –––––– she, his enemy. ‘ for whom ? ’
‘ FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE . . . we are the kids of war and peace. ’
@cutiecxbe
‘ THIS IS IT ––––– the apocalypse ! ’
@slavyanskayaten
okay so I know I have another starter call ( which I’m working on ) but how about you guys like for a one liner lyric starter type . . . thing !
― William Shakespeare
“ everything you ever told me is a lie. “
STRANGELY SERENE, HE BATS NO EYELID. gone is ben solo, the kindness in his voice gone with him. before her stands a create so unnervingly calm, a darkness possessing his tall form ––––– he was always the taller of the two friends. and what is their friendship now but a legend ? scribbled somewhere in childish scrawl in a tattered and forgotten child’s journal.
he would call them MISGUIDED TRUTHS ; in past conversation, he had tried hard to avoid the complete truth . . . of the whispers uttered to him in the dark. he was a boy, so lost . . . SO WEAK. he had sought her help that night beside the failing fire, the dust clogging his throat and halting his desperate pleas. too late –––––– IT HAD BEEN TOO LATE. ‘ forget him . . . the boy you knew . HE’S DEAD ! ’
the lion king . accepting
#intense and beautiful
this boy finally has some audio on his blog ! & hello it’s time to do things at last !
for all your poetically philosophical needs, collected from the essay & poetry collection plainwater written by anne carson. ❛ it surprises me you came all this way. ❜ ❛ don’t get angry. ❜ ❛ i’m not angry i am conscientious. ❜ ❛ she yes very smart sees right through me. ❜ ❛ in my day we valued blindness rather more. ❜ ❛ secrets save me from dissolving. ❜ ❛ dreams give us more than we ask. ❜ ❛ just a telephone ringing in an empty house. ❜ ❛ do you dream of her? ❜ ❛ now it is you who is angry. ❜ ❛ i’m not angry i am a liar. ❜ ❛ only now i begin to understand what my dishonesty is. ❜ ❛ there is no hope for a person of my sort. ❜ ❛ it’s not that i don’t pity you. ❜ ❛ you see i would have to tell the whole story all over again or else lie. so i lie. ❜ ❛ i wanted to know you. ❜ ❛ i wanted far more. ❜ ❛ everything that happens is pushed by something else. ❜ ❛ i will do anything to avoid boredom. ❜ ❛ what use is it to question us? ❜ ❛ in every story comes a point where i can see no further. ❜ ❛ … but you were gone. ❜ ❛ beauty makes me hopeless. ❜ ❛ i don’t care why anymore i just want to get away. ❜ ❛ the joy of living is to alter it. ❜ ❛ she is irrelevant. ❜ ❛ she is innocent. ❜ ❛ innocence is a requirement. ❜ ❛ i heard you coming after me. ❜ ❛ what is sin? ❜ ❛ you are mad to mourn alone. ❜ ❛ something had to break. ❜ ❛ are there two ways of knowing the world— a submissive and a devouring way? ❜ ❛ i know you want me to tell you that hunger and silence can lead you to God. ❜ ❛ i know. i know what you say. i know who you are. i know all that you mean. ❜ ❛ humans in love are terrible. ❜ ❛ sometimes you come to an edge that just breaks off. ❜ ❛ i suppose you do love me, in your way. ❜ ❛ and how else should i love you— in your way? ❜ ❛ something shattered. ❜ ❛ who can take on the diabolical in another human? ❜
reblog this and say nice things in the tag abt the person you reblogged this from.
horrcrshow:
she moves with feline sort of grace, contorting at the waist into a deep reverential bow to the man she called master; force signature alighting briefly at the praise before fading into shadow once more. DARK eyes overtaken by pupil focus intently on glinting durasteel as if seeking to glimpse the man beneath. ‘ yes, MASTER. ’ silvery words fall from lips, the grin offered to her master more a feral baring of teeth. a trained hound she is, a BEAST prowling just beneath the surface, set on a scent & told to DESTROY. dark cowl blends easily into the shadow as she moves, following her senses until she caught the scent.
she does not return to his side until the weapon in her hands is painted a deep carmine, presented as a GIFT to her master as the liquid bleeds into the light, spreading ‘cross the floor. ‘ is our mission fulfilled? ’
DISTANCE PREVENTS WITNESS, BUT SOUND PROVIDES NEWS. her brutality is audible with every slice and crunch, the thump of a body comes after a final howl of fright; things that would have rendered him disgusted before the beast had taken hold, before the mad dogs made a home within the black of his heart. kylo ren would not blink nor twitch when eyes set upon the weapon coated in ruby, he admires it quietly, stance unchanged from when first he made his command. THERE IS DELIBERATION IN HIS SILENCE –––––– is their mission fulfilled ?
‘ NO –––– ’ though one man lay dead, he would not be the last. he knew the resistance, he knew their determination. their hope is never failing. ‘ there will be others . . . one may take on the task he could never complete. our mission is ongoing . . . UNTIL THE FALL OF THE REBELLION. ’
understand how dangerous I AM private kylo ren . by bea
You’re just a child in a mask.