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[destruxiii]

[ logs in and steals URL ]

bye

Hi I’m leaving this blog lmao, not for any dramatic reasons but I FEEL like I should make some sort of post so here it is

I had TONS of fun on this blog, it was one of my first serious RP blogs, where I actually got involved with the community and RPed with other people that weren’t my one IRL friend. However...it also got to be VERY consuming. Even maintaining say 4-5 threads got to be a lot to juggle, because even though all of my RP partners were very patient there’s still an element of...if I don’t respond soon our interest will prob deteriorate. 

Then, AS HAPPENS OFTEN, I got obsessed with some other shit (DBZ this time lmao). I went off and made new blogs, but this time just stuck to RP with my friend only...and wow did I get more productive in other areas of my life. So now I’m gonna do what I did with DBZ, make a hub Star Wars blog and have a shit ton of side blogs. And just keep RPing as a thing I do with my friend and not this full blown event eating up all of my time.

I do wanna say thank you to anyone I RPed with b/c I enjoyed every single damn thread I did here! May the force be with you, and all that haha

(So if you see the other destruxi or toconquer that is me, living only to torture reyofsands now. You can follow me, but I won’t be following anyone on the new ones, sorry!)

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[ Hello, still on hiatus but I did not, in fact, die in a hurricane. I did lose power for like four days BUT luckily it’s back now. ]

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[ If it isn’t obvious I’m on hiatus but ALSO I’m in FL and we have a big storm coming so ]

[ it’s been nice knowing you all goodbye ]

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[ mfw drafts/replies/anything is being wonky on tumblr. WHAAAT A SHAAAME~

also I made a Pritchard blog if anyone is into Deus Ex ayy (or if anyone is into interacting with a total prick...I mean y’all are following Kylo BADA TSSSS). that is all, but I’ve got...things drafted. and they will happen. at some point. ]

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[ Reminder that I’m in Deus Ex Hell so uhh I’ll mostly be on Koller for now

.....and thinking of making a Pritchard ]

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me: one thing I know for SURE is I’m not getting into any new canon blogs

me after watching like two videos of someone’s Deus Ex LP: [makes a Koller blog, makes 60+ icons from a youtube rip of a cutscene]

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Tag a quality blog, You’re it! Quality doesn’t mean that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how many followers you have. Send this to 10 blogs who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them! ❤/(^..^)\

[ Ahh THANK YOUU~ I know I’ve said it before but right back atcha x100, your blogs are always some of my favs to interact with! ] 

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me: man, I just need a break from blogs I should make a post of a kind of hiatus its just 2 stress maybe I should leave my blogs

me a week later: Oh Man I randomly feel like clearing my drafts today everything is fine : )

[natusexira]

Instead of commenting on the notion of the lightsaber, his attention shifted to what he actually wanted, but he knew that it wouldn’t be easy. No matter what he said, it would be a real changing factor for his stay here, and he doubted it would be half-way decent either way.

           “The alliance doesn’t bother me. As long as the First Order stands, just like the Empire, and even the old Republic? There will be resistance to the order of things —- long ago it was said that there will always be someone to dislike another person.”

Wyndel then gave a shrug, he didn’t exactly care about old words —- he just simply wanted to get the Order off his back, and this little…. mission of his was quite obviously going in the wrong direction. In his mind, he simply wanted to be able to do nothing, and of course relax, but it always seemed that he never was able to do that in reality. 

               “From what I know, there are not very many Jedi left, but my information might be outdated. Not that it matters, last time someone tried to rebuild the Order? Well…. it didn’t turn out well… for anyone.”

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     ❝ Yes, that much is true. ❞

He agreed, to both statements, with the slight tilt of his helmet. The downfall of the new Jedi order had of course not gone well thanks to his own betrayal, and yet it still was not enough; not to him nor to Snoke. But that particular subject was a heavy one, not to be broached carelessly during a walk through the halls. Instead he shifted his focus back to the man beside him.

     ❝ If you have no love of the Resistance, we may find use for you anywhere.      What strengths did you hope to employ here...piloting, stealth, or perhaps      your old training, something to be used more directly on field missions? ❞

Ren was beginning to get the feeling that Wyndel’s appearance was less about loyalty to the First Order, and more about disloyalty to his old Order. Hux would disapprove, but frankly Kylo did not care. A dislike of Jedi was common cause enough in his book, and the man had useful skills as well as knowledge about the enemy. Of course, a close eye would be kept on him either way.

[ @wyndel-legion ]

Luke’s pained face turned into stone, & he automatically straightened up. He’s nodding slowly at him ( no more Ben—-Kylo Ren ) emotionelssy , his face frightening deprived of ANY kind of emotion. His body is rigid as a stone, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides as he stares at him , the man that turned everything he’d fought hard for achieve into nothing but DUST.

There will always be that part of him that tells him to NEVER give up, deep inside he knows that Ben is good—so much confused, he coud FEEL his padawan’s emotions—but he hadn’t got the strenght to do that now—no more. The death of his students, the feeling of them reaching out to him for their last time before to be slaughtered had already marked him forever .

He was so tired—

He’d tried EVERYTHING for bring him back, & still—-nothing did work . Luke truly didn’t know what to do anymore.

He would beg Leia forgiveness later for that.

Rage as strong as Vader’s threat to corrupt his sister to the dark side years ago built up inside him, though still it wasn’t directed at him , but mostly at himself. Slowly, he FORCED himself to turn away from KYLO REN , the monster that had slaughered not only innocents , but Leia’s son, his nephew.

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Kylo watched him silently, and he could FEEL the thrum of emotions from his uncle, the Jedi, the one he had come to HATE. There was such conflict in him, something the boy surely could relate to, and yet...at the moment it only lent strength to his anger. Here was the proof that Luke was nothing more than a fraud, one who claimed to be something more than he was. To preach of feelings that even he could not control.

It was a disgrace, and not something that he would simply ignore.

     ❝ Where do you think you’re going? ❞

Came the cool voice of the ex-padawan. It was punctuated once more by the hum of a saber. The ragged blade lit his black robes with red, as though staining them with BLOOD, though Kylo already bore such stains from those he had so ruthlessly slaughtered.

     ❝ You WILL face me, Skywalker. Face me or die a coward’s      death, it makes no difference to me. Either way, it will be my      blade that ends you. ❞

[ @jedimyth ]

[txssxracta-deactivated20170414]

     “ DOMINION ? Gods no - I more or less want to learn, that’s all. I want to learn more about this galaxy entirely.”

Knowledge seemed to be something of high interest to the relic as of recent - to finally be  able to explore realms she aided in creating without the restraints of being a mere OBJECT were more than enough to satisfy her growing mind. 

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     ❝ To LEARN. Is that all? ❞

He cocked his head, evidently either not believing her or not understanding. To him, it seemed like a waste of such a grand power. Which in his eyes either made her foolish...or a liar. He hoped for the former, and expected the latter.

     ❝ I could teach you much about this world, if you cared to know.      The names of planets, their cultures, you will find file upon file     on such knowledge. But from me, you can learn of the FORCE.     And that is something I’d wager would interest you. ❞

[ @txssxract ]

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The sound that left his throat only drove her to kiss harder, grip tighter. To know he was enjoying this as much as she was only made her want to hear that sound again. She couldn’t move any closer to him, as there was no more space between them. Yet she still craved more.

She was about to answer his question, but it took a moment to find her words when his lips found a particularly sensitive spot on her throat. She let out a small sound from the back of her throat, her head automatically tilting to the side to give him better access. 

“Can I not enjoy my duty?” she whispered, one hand drifting down to his chest to grip his shirt while the other stayed tangled in his hair. “But yes…I am enjoying this.”

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It was a clever answer, he reflected. His lips were too busy, however, to reward such wit with words. Instead he craved to elicit another response of pleasure from her own lips. It was so satisfying, another sort of power in his eyes, though the end result was very different from his usual power-hungry reveries. Perhaps that’s what made it so thrilling.

❝ Good. ❞ He finally muttered, as his kiss moved to the junction of neck and shoulder. They were already so close, and the grip she had on him felt iron-tight. It seemed as though they could not get any closer to each other if they wanted (and oh he wanted).

His own hands let go of her shirt, sliding around her waist to hold her firm to him. It was then that he lifted his head to look at her, studying her face through the dark that surrounded them. ❝ This stays between us. That’s an order. ❞ He insisted, though it was one enforced with a short but passionate kiss to her lips. ❝ Is that understood? ❞ Even then, his lips twitched with a smile, clearly finding further pleasure in issuing such commands.

[ @myraknightofren ]

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Lyanna pulled her cloak further around her, turning her face from the gust of wind. He was right, her father would be angry if she was gone for too long. It wasn’t uncommon for her to disappear during feasts, especially if things got too rowdy for her liking. But she could never be gone long, especially since she was her father’s only daughter. If she was to be married off soon, she’d have to be around for a potential husband to see her, whether she liked it or not.

“He will be,” she replied with a nod, having to raise her voice as the wind rose around them. It died down just as quickly, her cheeks now rosy from the cold. “But I know how long I can be out here before he can even think to be angry.”

She tilted her head to the side, looking him over for a moment before speaking again. “You came with them, didn’t you?” she asked, dark brows raising. “Why are you out here?”

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The question seemed to bite at him more than the sting of cold wind at his cheek. Similarly, it turned his head away from her and towards the forest. Eyes squinted, looking to the dark pines as though searching for an answer from them. Considering the godswood did not lay far behind, it wasn’t so outlandish a notion (though Ben was not ever one to seek counsel from the gods, even the seven he was raised with).

❝ The same reason you are. To escape. ❞ He paused, finally looking back to her. He saw no point in lying, or perhaps he was tired of the facade he’d been maintaining since their arrival. ❝ I’m a bastard, after all. Legitimized though I may be, I’m not looked on kindly...even in your halls. ❞

With that, he turned his gaze back to the forest, letting silence hang heavy. He would have made to leave, but something about Lyanna left him wondering how she would react. Truly, she did not behave like a typical highborn...and so far that was for the better in Ben’s eyes.

[ @wolfblxxdxd ]

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Lyanna always loved when strangers visited Winterfell. It gave her a chance to learn about different people, how they grew up and what was custom to the strangers, and what was custom to her might be strange to the newcomers. It was always nice to surprise them, too, revealing her skills in horseback riding and sword fighting with her brothers. Even if it shouldn’t, it always made her feel proud when some visitors looked down on her in distain. Who were they to judge her?

She needed fresh air from the stuffy, overheated great hall. The noise had finally grew too much for her, and she didn’t want to have to put up with the sons of her father’s bannermen vying for her attention. She just wanted some peace and quiet, before she had to go back inside and deal with it some more.

She looked up at the new voice, eyes growing wide for a moment out of surprise. For a moment, she didn’t recognize the tall, lanky boy just a few feet away from her. But after racking her brain for anything she might recognize, she remembered him coming in with Lord Skywalker just a day prior.

“I needed some air,” she responded, smiling a bit as she gestured to the keep. “Too many people, too many voices. It’s nice to escape every once in a while.”

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Against the odds, a smile touched the lips of the boy with so dour an appearance. Normally he would find himself giving but a polite nod before putting as much distance between himself and any highborn as he could. Perhaps it was her words, a sentiment he shared wholeheartedly...or perhaps it was the lack of judgement in her gaze. At least for the moment, it seemed, she either did not recognize him, or did not care who (and what) he was..

     “You host a grand feast, for such an isolated kingdom,” He nodded,       cape billowing about him in an icy gust of wind. “But a lady of your       standing won’t be missed long. Won’t your father be angry?”

He put the question to her with the slight tilt of his head, admittedly curious about the one they called a ‘she-wolf’. The things whispered of her were not common of a highborn lady, skill in sword especially. Perhaps that was why she did not seem to look on him unkindly, when she too knew the vitriol of such rumors.

[ @wolfblxxdxd ]

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[ so I may just..........go into hibernation and basically just focus on my OCs and see what happens when the movies come out?? I’m not dropping any threads but I’m pretty much not taking on anything new. I’ll post shit of my new OCs when I make promos ]

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[ why be passive aggressive when you can be aGGRESSIVE AGGRESSIVE ]

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logosimperia replied to your photo:[ Happy Munday! It’s my birthday and also a week...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY??? Still loving the hair and those shoes are awesome! <3 (I hope this isn’t creepy??? I just like when people feel good about themselves??? YOU DO YOU???)

THANK YOUu!!! I appreciate it for real omg and nah I get ya & I don’t mind, not creepy at all! I mean..look at my muse come on how can u ever compete with THIS mf

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