Kylo Ren

Indies KYLO-REN/BEN SOLO as penned by CHI Mun is well over 25+ heavily influenced by the comics, the books and my own take on the character.Very happy to interact with original characters & canon willing to write in Crossovers. Multiverse/Multiship and AU welcoming. Please do READ my RULES.

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About Chronically Late Replies

I am absolutely guilty of this, and I don’t give a crap if your reply is a month late or even a year late.  It tells me you’re still interested in rping with me.  And even if I’m not in the headspace for that particular thread anymore it also tells me I can come at you with new ideas without being a nuisance.  So reply away, no matter how long it’s been!

[rebeccabreeds]

ok but i need a plot where there’s these two idiots who are roommates, and they bicker and act like a married couple constantly, and can hang out like bros but they’re completely platonic, no we’re not in love that’s preposterous!! and it’s so evident that they’re into each other like whenever one goes out on a date, the other is all bitter like ‘no i’m definitely not jealous’. and they like leave bars together at some stupidly early hour and their friends tease them and they just go home and get drunk together instead. and like domestic washing the dishes and fighting over who does what and flinging soap at each other. and then one day it kind of just clicks, you know, like wow you’re my best friend but i think i might love you as more this is so difficult and just, give this to me now.

[phantomemes]

VINDICTIVE SUGGESTIONS

starters  /  memes taken from the blog  vindictive-suggestion .  feel free to change pronouns  &  nouns as necessary .

“ wash your mouth out with holy water ” “ maybe you can pretend to be holy ” “ i’m terrified of becoming the monster i sought to destroy ” “ the voices in my head tell me to run ” “ they tell me i don’t belong ” “ become the monster they expect you to be ” “ when was the last time anyone came to rescue you ” “ will they sing my hymns long after i’m gone ” “ regicide has always had such a nice ring to it ” “ everyone dies in the end ” “ do you feel closer to god yet ” “ meet every sunrise with a middle finger salute ” “ life’s too short to give a fuck ” “ if my life isn’t constantly at stake, then what’s the point ” “ who said i’m going to die ” “ strength has nothing to do with fearlessness ” “ do not die quietly ” “ the wolf in you demands blood ” “ i’ve learned to bare my teeth and bite back ” “ the gods have abandoned you ” “ i have no story ” “ you deserve no softness ” “ i regret and mourn but is that not enough ” “ do you regret what you did to get here ” “ the burning in your chest demands blood ” “ will she save you too ” “ does the rain ever stop ” “ you fucking deserve this ” “ your skin tastes sweet and your blood is wine ” “ i condemn you to death ” “ i cast my heart out of bronze ” “ can you tell i did this for you ” “ I’ll save you ” “ what makes you run so far away from home ” “ spell your name with bonfires and riots ” “ history will remember you ” “ maybe you can reconsider that statement ” “ i’m only mortal, no matter how invincible i try to seem ” “ i wasn’t built to last under the weight of the sky ” “ i’m not feeling very divine tonight ” “ take them down with you if you have to ” “ if we must burn , we can burn together ” “ sometimes it’s okay to stop ” “ i’m not meant for anything less than perfection ” “ if you are meant to go to hell , then take the throne ” “ sometimes you won’t get a second chance ” “ revolution is built on blood ”

[harvxyspecter-blog]

Please reblog if you play a character who is 30 years of age or older

I don’t care if it’s an OC or a canon character, and while I play a human, I don’t care if your fandom isn’t but for the love of god, why is everyone in their twenties? Give me some mid thirties or even some fourties. Hell, throw me some silver foxes. Please.

[half-blood-slytherpuff-deactiva]

Happy 60th birthday Severus Snape

[musingovermusings]

                DON’T underestimate the lengths I’ll go to for the people I love.

[driverdaily]

“A message from AITAF Founder Adam Driver” — via @AITAF on twitter

[st-riley-the-brave]

"Hush do you want to get caught ?"

[ *cue Michael Jackson’s “In the Closet”!* / (Accepting by the way!) ]

This party… was definitely not their kind of party.

Thankfully Ben knew the right place to hide from half of the commotion going down. Not that they weren’t invited – they were, and it was appreciated. But… this just wasn’t their thing. The next thing they knew, he had pulled Riley away from a creepy lad who was trying to be slick, which definitely made the Brave One a good smidge uncomfortable.

Wherever Ben had pulled her away to was anyone’s guess. But Riley could quick-glance as a closet of sorts – small, yes, but enough room for the two of them to hide in and make out. Until one slipped and the other hit the wall with a slight soft thunk.

“…ow” she whispered quietly to him. “I’m alright. I promise.”

[dyadshared]

This party was something he had tried to avoid with every fiber of his being.

Still they had been drawn in this is what happened when one went to where one's Uncle was. Cloud City was pretty it was certainly a sight to see. However, there was dealing with the parties, and of course Ben was not entirely sure that Uncle Lando would not tell his parents that he had seen them. It only took a little nudge with the Force to hide from him--still it wasn't something he was really feeling needed to be done.

One of the men had seen Riley and zoned in on her he figured she could handle herself. However, when he felt that she was uncomfortable there was little to be done for it save excusing himself, and he had suddenly been there, smiling to the man catching her arm and speaking softly to her "We have to go sweetheart." he said softly "You will excuse us of course." he said glancing to the man dismissively. He left the frowning man at his back without a care.

It was only a few heartbeats later that he opened a door he thought led out onto a veranda to find themselves instead stuck in a closet and very close. He wasn't sure who kissed who first, and he certainly didn't complain, Riley had a free spirit about her and the way she lived her life was intoxicating to the young man.

Reality was a swift return when someone jiggled the closet door and Ben stuck his foot back against it to hold it shut. This led to a shift and the soft thunk. He frowned "You sure" he asked. His hand came up to caress the back of her head. Long fingers gently rubbing the sore spot through the red locks.

@st-riley-the-brave​

[suchaquietthing]

Star Wars Ambient Noise

ok so I saw a post for Star Trek ambient noise float around somewhere and I thought it’d be nice to have a list for Star Wars ambient noises so without further ado:

Lightsaber Ambient Noise

Space Battle Ambiance

KOTOR Ebon Hawk Main Hold Background Ambiance

KOTOR Ebon Hawk Damaged Background Ambiance

KOTOR Taris Hideout Ambient Music

KOTOR Taris Lower City Ambient Music

KOTOR Taris Lower City Bar Ambient Music

KOTOR Taris Upper City Ambient Music

KOTOR Taris Upper City Bar Ambient Music

KOTOR Dantooine Jedi Temple Ambiance

KOTOR Dantooine Outback Background Ambiance

KOTOR Manaan Ahto City Ambient Music

KOTOR Manaan Hrakert Station Ambient Music

KOTOR Kashyyk Ambient Music

KOTOR Korriban Ambient Music

KOTOR Star Forge Ambient Music

KOTOR2 Coruscant Apartment Ambiance

SWTOR Jedi/Sith Ship Background Ambiance

SWTOR Coruscant Traffic Ambiance

SWTOR Coruscant Skyrise Apartment Ambiance

SWTOR Dromund Kaas Atmospheric Ambiance

SWTOR Imperial Intelligence Atmospheric Ambiance

SWTOR Nar Shaddaa Background Ambiance

SWTOR Hoth Atmospheric Ambiance

SWTOR Voss Environmental Ambiance

Various Ship Engine Ambient Noises (Playlist)

Duel of the Fates 800% Slower

[dyadshared]

[continued from here]

Not only was she stuck in a situation that she knew nothing about she was far from home, her friends were in possible danger she was here at his side. None of this could be easy for the small loremaster.  She did not have to see first hand much of the things that went on as he protected her from that. She was not a part of the First Order, she did not have to take dictation from Snoke. In fact for reasons that Kylo himself did not examine, he cloaked her from the Supreme Leader to the best of his ability.  She would be considered a weakness, something light in his darkness. He did what was necessary to be done and he did it well. He was mostly fearless.

He continued the sheltering, not to the level she found at home, but rather he extended his protection to her. Should someone want to cross him they might use her to do it. So he tended to keep close. Few were that foolish, still this was a huge Galaxy.

The two of them had traveled widely since they had met, following the trail of Helios. He was good at hiding. Still, Kylo was absolutely determined to not have those plans in anyone's hands but his own. He didn't need another Death Star out there. Starkiller base had been enough.  

Still the man shared knowledge with her, the things he knew, the things he learned. He had gone as far as to offer to train her in blaster or a vibro blade, if she desired to learn. He worried from time to time he might not always be there to protect her.

What the man had said to her had earned him Ren's ire. He had only stepped away for a few moments to address the plump man who's only interested and indeed concerns were credits, and what he could haggle out of someone. The man that had moved had done so without his knowledge, good as he was he was not omnipotent.

She was terrible upset and Kylo felt it from her in waves. He had given her the cloth to dab her eyes. However, the hitch of her breath and the sobs fed the man anger and irritation. He could find the man, and he would once he was sure that Kell was safely in their rooms. Those than were staring at them found themselves, turned and regarded with the sharp eyes of a predator, one that would take any of them to task in a heartbeat, Kylo was a killer and those who thought it might be funny to cross him or laugh at her discomfort, might well find themselves dangled over the ports edge. He didn't have to touch them to make them do things. He focused his attention on them.

"There is nothing to see here." he addressed the crowd. Which was issued with a push of the force. Most of them repeated what he said and they drifted back to doing what ever it was they were doing before.

He took the offered silk cloth back and tucked it into his belt. Her hand on his arm was fine and his gloved hand came up to pat it lightly. "People can be cruel." he could be as well. Still he would not stand and laugh at someones upset. That just---it was that light again inside of him. The very light that Snoke felt could never be diminished in Ren. He was still more like his parents than he had ever wanted to admit to. "You'll be alright." he assured and when she drew her fingers away he put his arms gently around her shoulders his long cloak drifting around her lightly.

He moved with her towards where they were going. There was no harm in offering an added level of protection to her. His cloak bloated out much. "Yes, you will." he agreed when she confirmed his own words. He shook his head. "I wish I knew." he said "Once I meet with him I will be sure. I am very good at extracting information from people, who are otherwise deceptive." he explained to her in a soft voice. "Once we get to the room, I want you to freshen up, I won't meet with the contact until later, I will get our food, you can rest if you like." he paused and shook his head. "I am not trying to rule you--Kell--just protect you from the scum in this place."

@loremastcr​

[dyadshared]

I am in my Drafts & My Asks so I am here but will be slow answering. Hoping to get to all I owe today before I have to travel in the morning.

[kenobirey]

Ben Solo in The Rise of Kylo Ren vol. 2, drawn by Will Sliney, written by Charles Soule

[dyadshared]

[ ❛   i  break  in  silence  so  no  one  will  worry  over  someone  like  me.   ❜ / ((as meanwhile you get sorted here while I get myself back into the swing of things ☀️💗)) ]

One Sentence Poetry| [Accepting]

Loud noise and sounds echoed around him–music provided by which ever band the owner had chosen today. Yesterday it was Jazz tonight it was something fast paced and the singer was an alien who made sounds that echoed the instruments. It was strange, but unique. The air was heavy with multiple scents including food cooking, the many mixing spirits and just the underlying scent of people, and possibly all the emotions of hope, despair, sadness. It was truly a  cauldron of of multiple things all at once. 

How long had it been since he had fled the destruction of the Temple on Ahch-To ? He had not bothered to count. He could not go home, did not want to go home. His emotions warred within him and he kept them all bottled, swallowed done. Where he could keep a semblance of balance. Meanwhile, his soul was jagged and he was terrified of what had occurred. Deep down, the part of him that he would never full be able to divorce himself of. He wanted nothing more than to run home, to his mother. However, she was a Senator, and busy. His father had been—in many ways as much a disappointment to him, as he surely was to Han Solo. 

The words–or was it thoughts ? Struck a chord within him. 

He cast a sidelong glance to the red haired woman and both his brows drew together.  Pretty, but there was something about her aura that spoke louder than just the beauty she possessed. 

He was a tall lithe man dressed in a dark top, and loose black pants. It was what he had chosen to wear since he had abandoned the Jedi garb that he once wore. With dark eyes, and a likely to serious set to his features. He brushed dark bangs back from his face and leaned forward to signal the barkeep. 

The man was an Ayrou, one of the birdlike species from the Moddell Sector. He watched the bar and listened to chatter. It was gathering information no doubt. From what Ben understood of them. They enjoyed knowing things. Still they were peaceful, and if you wanted to know something you found one to speak to. It was in fact how Ben had gotten The Chalice, his current ship. 

“I’ll take the Bantha platter, Narth.“  

Once the barkeeper had turned to put the order in he leaned to speak to the young woman. “I sometimes feel the exact same way.” had she spoken it aloud or had she thought it. Sometimes it was hard to tell because he was close enough to perceive thoughts around him. He usually shut it off. He wouldn’t do that  here, not at the Narth’s Nest. When he could possible be wanted.  ”The key to breaking, is putting yourself back together stronger.“ he said quietly.  

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[st-riley-the-brave]

》 And for all she knew… 》 part of the silent breaking, was the reality that she refused to go home. Then again, at first she tried, and couldn’t. Until matters spiraled out of control and Professor Copperpott tried to control the Time Lock… against Riley’s wishes. But before she could succeed in convincing him to allow Time itself to get her back home, he showed his selfish colors, and she forced the Time Lock sealed shut so that he could not use it for his gain.

The second time he betrayed her – it would also be his last.

There was a period of time where she found herself alone with only her weapons and her usual odds and ends… and with that alone time, came time for some tears, anger and solitude. Despair? Yes. Give up? No. But she always made sure to recover herself enough, so to not let anyone see her cry. She didn’t want to trouble anyone. And for all she knew, she was a stranger and, who knows? Maybe she wasn’t uncommon, being a time traveller and such.

But tonight finds her wanderings here, and she is wise not to question the many species she’s seen. She knows there’ll be much to write about in the Lore Elysium later on – but for the moment, she takes in her surroundings, sights and sounds, and registers everything to memory. And then, there was this one lad who had a peculiar air about him – she had briefly looked to him as she sat down beside him at the bar, before taking in her surroundings.

Her observation on how she had survived in her once borderline-chaotic existence, had not only caught his attention but also prompted a reply. And something she may or may not have done for so long… but certainly food for thought. She glanced to him as he noted of rebuild, and nodded. “Aye, sir – although I can’t say whether or not I’ve necessarily done so successfully” she answered him with a somewhat embarrassed chuckle.

[dyadshared]

Much like her he was running from something even if she wasn't sure what. Ben knew precisely what it was he was fleeing. The Temple, his Uncle, possibly dead. What would his mother think ? The voices that whispered to him assured him that they were weak and that they had gotten precisely what they had deserved but Ben---was always drawn to the light and he could not find it in him to go in search of the nightmarish voices that actually tried to call to him. He had been semi-successful in blocking them at least lately.

Betrayal was a thing that he was very familiar with. His blood still ran cold thinking of his uncle, the illustrious Luke Skywalker, with his saber lit standing over him while he slept. It had been a close thing that he had gotten his own saber up in time to block the attack.

The woman was a font emotions, many that she might not even be aware of. If she was aware of them than she was at odds with herself. Should she stay, should she go. Ben wasn't actually trying to feel them or suss out her issues, but she was loud enough that he could scan and pick them up. A novice might be able to--or maybe it was just Ben was that strong.  

She had chosen the seat next to him and so of course he glanced over to make sure it wasn't someone actively looking for him. Thankfully she was not. He was just strangely interesting in a Cantina full of people, likely because of the lightsaber that hung at his side and the fact he was taller than most human's. His mother had always teased him about trying to grow as tall as Chewie.

It hurt to think of his mother so he stuffed the memory deep inside.

"All we can do is try." he offered her meeting her eyes. "It's never a easy task, and sometimes we loose piece, but better a piece here or there than the whole of ourselves." he easily spoke his thoughts on the subject. "I'm Ben...can I buy you a drink or a meal ?" he offered "Don't worry I'm safe." he added.

As he said it he hoped it were true.

@st-riley-the-brave​

[kenobirey]

  I named you after my only hope.

[loremastcr]

Myself: ‘So, what productive thing have you done for your blog today?’ Me: Myself: ‘…well what were you doing all this time.’ Me: Me: uh

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[driverdelight]

That is quite enough, Mr. Driver…

[merliaseidon-archived]

This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction