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if you antis want some 'anti reylo’ go watch battlefront ii gameplays holy sh it the players there are beasts like goddamn 99% of the kylo and rey players are hacking each other out i m sc reec hi ng li KE MA GIRL REY WENT UP AGAINST A KYLO AND GIRL TOOK A FORCE PUSH TO THE FACE LIKE DAMN SHE WENT FLYING AND GOT BACK UP
･ﾟa. hux `
It’s hardly difficult to read others. So expressive are all species, something which resided in their shared genetic code. Disdain and anger being one of the most easy to represent. The tiniest shift in tone, the clacking of teeth, the hooding of lids, perhaps even a twitch. And of course your own species was the easiest, expression perhaps the best known of them all. There was no room for smiles and laughter in their line of work of course.
And he knew what it felt like to be punished, surely Snoke wished to convey a message to him by stationing this one on his ship, a less direct method than his usual methods of punishment. Inadvertently the man rotates his neck as if to diffuse a creak caught along his spine. Power was so easily abused, beings lacking in such were classified as lesser than the owner of this power, made it easy to hurt and abuse.
To share in his responsibilities was hardly the current status quo, or something he would not see this situation. The Knights were a pack of feral dogs, one he had been given to keep at heel for the time being. “I will hope you honor your word, I will not be accompanying you on planet, but you will not disconnect our line of communication do you understand? Nor should you act of your own accord.”
A scoff, the hint of a smile, perhaps the gesture of rolled shoulders and confidence is cast towards the young woman, a taunt. “I will allow you five troopers, but you need Vostao’s elder to agree to our terms, all recorded in their vile tongue on this datapad.” Handed over to her at great arms reach, the farther away physically from her kind, the better.
shit. ❛ what. ❜ arms are outstretched to receive what is offered but grip is lost as the weight of the thin metal sheet drops to the floor without any proper support. justifiably startled, the knight stumbles forward and quickly picks the data pad up to scroll through the unrecognizable script. she swallows, chest heaving nervously as all sense of security and interest diminishes under a veil of paranoia. ❛ you’re not coming with me... ❜ hearing herself say the unfortunate makes current conditions worse. and she finally breaks character.
boots swivelling to march in the opposite direction, a fist knocking at the side of her cranium as the other is accompanied by the cold surface of the data pad. head tilted down in a silent scream. there’s blood in her mouth from biting her tongue. now she understood. now she understood why she had a notion that a certain hooded bastard had a smug grin on his face under an expressionless mask as she boarded the general’s ship. why she heard the taunting whispers of a deep voice mocking her with false luck through the force. that prick.
❛ you’ve lost your bloody mind ! ❜ while that statement does stand true for most that are involved within the FIRST ORDER, she has never blatantly addressed it with such certainty and venom before. wide eyes. brown hues filled with absolute horror as the knight shakes her head and frowns in the most ungraceful of frowns.
the bridge is quiet, and all eyes are staring but she couldn’t careless about anyone else’s opinion at this point. ‘i’m no diplomat.’ she reminds her self. she’s no diplomat and she would never challenge those better suited at the job that can get negotiations done properly. diplomacy is not her forte, nor is it her talent. she’s been bred to kill. to strike first, and ask questions later. her entire world ran on chaos and destruction. she was fuelled by blood. words... were difficult. arms gesture wildly at the man that stands before her, ❛ you have to come with me i’m not ---- you ! ❜
angrysuggestion:
torn between feeling everything, and feeling nothing at all.
overr-joyed:
Dead Girl Walking (Reprise) - Heathers: The Musical // idk this just stuck out and I felt it
you're too slow.
❛ —- oh dearie me, am i? or perhaps it’s just you always being in a hurry, ben. ❜ she knows he loathes that name. that rotten, decaying, and dying name. they both know that ben solo lives somewhere inside the should be hollow vessel but she feels it, as he feels the sliver of light in her too.
the supreme leader disapproves of their imbalance but, until their current predicament causes something truly drastic then only then they will be punished. until then, their mistakes will never be undone, their choices never unmade. their crimes never forgiven but they bask in whatever bliss they have left —- freedom she should say, the only freedom she’s ever known. trudging through a snow covered forest of a planet that does well to mask the forbidden feeling of warmth and peace. surrounded by a vast ice expanse and marching soldiers wearing black uniforms.
she picks up her pace however, losing interest in enjoying the scenery before them. of course there’s no doubt that her companion noticed her mind wandering at the tranquility and thought better to snuff out whatever sense of serenity she was feeling. she hated when he got like that, which is saying she hates him… most of the time. but when ben solo decides to surface from the abyss once in a while she thinks to herself, maybe they can find a sort of friendship in one another. someday.
… not today.
radishwine:
I don’t need a teacher, shitwit
me, discussing dark!rey and general hux as coworkers w/ friends,,,
fantasy: wow much friends like domhnall gleeson and daisy ridley. they can bond over hating kyle ron. reality: dark!rey be saying shit like ‘y ou’re not my dad. stop telling me what to do pasty ass mother fcker’ and hux be all, ‘fucken r00d children,,, go get your red crayon and colouring book and get out of my face’
she comes from nothing. she’s nothing, and yet she feels everything that she should not. the universe swallows her whole in an endless darkness never letting her reach the light and sliver of HOPE she finds herself chasing in her dreams. her child spirit shattered a million different times in a million different ways to forge a soldier. A MONSTER.
she recalls they watched as the light left her eyes and what became is a hollow vessel, decaying from within but never dying. she is the undead. made to be immortal by the very people who made her strong to resist the weak yet, she feels the spark of light that ignites her veins and sets her flame. so she sets the forest ablaze in devastation, mixing fire and ice as the inferno illuminates steel and snow and the frozen elements of her soul. there isn’t just a discernible hint of her suffering that the conflagration is able to enlighten to another’s naked eye. the proof is there, written all over her skin, her posture and her tears. her eyes are wide with emotion. fingers curling inwards and digging into her skin. she steps forward, bloody and bruised. ❛ why. why you? ❜
❛ you think you know how it feels to be used. to break. to live among liars and traitors. discarded like dirt. you say you feel loneliness and yet ! ❜ an arm rises to wipe away tears; a habit caused by sleepless nights and being overwhelmed by brutal training among the FIRST ORDER. but despite the disgusting state she’s in she doesn’t feel vulnerable showing weakness and imperfection. there’s no hatred nor deception in her actions. just a sadness that’s been bottled up and left to fester within for far too long. ❛ yet he chose you. they chose you. we’re nothing and yet you’re the one who has everything. ❜
❛ i’m afraid... of being dead. it’s all i’ve ever felt. ❜ she breaks a genuine smile, shaking her head with a melancholic chuckle as the world burns around her. ❛ it’s a wonderful feeling. ❜
no, no it isn’t.
` @graylit .
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Kylo when hux finds out that he’s the one that killed snoke:
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sorry for all the people that followed thinking i was a serious rp blog but i ain’t because the first order getting into childish shenanigans is all i think about all day like if they ever play monopoly there will be a war among the first order themselves
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CRIMSON / #DC143C
Your dominant hue is red... you are passionate, energetic, and unafraid of life's changes. You're all about getting out and trying something new, even if it means taking risks that other people would be afraid of. Hey, if they're afraid and you're not, more power to you, right? Your saturation level is high - you get into life and have a strong personality. Everyone you meet will either love you or hate you - either way, your goal is to get them to change the world with you. You are very hard working and don't have much patience for people without your initiative. Your outlook on life is bright. You see good things in situations where others may not be able to, and it frustrates you to see them get down on everything.
a friend and i were discussing the importance of dark!rey’s relationship with kylo, phasma and hux as a team and with how unhinged dark!rey can be when we got to hux my friend was just ‘im pretty sure that every time he loses control of the situation because rey decides to go sith ‘heart and soul’ just plays in the background while hux watches all his hard work and planning go to waste in slow motion when rey decimates what could’ve been allies’ and i f C KING CHOKED IM SO SHOOK IT FITS IM
･ﾟ a. hux `
The apple never fell far from the tree. Children, siblings, coworkers…
Patience was a virtue they said, yet the vein throbbing in the corner of his forehead was anything but. Selfish. Selfish. Selfish. Repetition was constantly explained to him about their magic and their cult. The made up rules and order they kept for themselves were broken whenever they so pleased. It was a shame, a guise at an organization to bind freaks and destroyers under a larger hand.
Hux was glad the galaxy had at least not cursed him in such regards. Enough was had with the voices currently swirling in his head, gods forbid you were forced to hear the idiocy of the mundane. How she could stand as such, time spent listening to the foolish child, actually heeding his so found wisdom to make yourself stronger. Of course the great General of the Order would never head any advice from a force user.
“Vostao has a culture of violate, inbred, savages. Ones that you cannot simply slaughter or bend to your will. We need them, their man power, and their ability to persuade others in the system. So you do need to listen before swinging your sword around.”
ruby lips purse as brown hues roll in distaste. she mutters something underneath her breath about another; the master of the knights himself ‘swinging his sword’ to validate his authority. she hated him, but watchdog duty isn’t any better. usually the post she currently acts in belongs to another knight but, due to recent discourse in the ranks and her recklessness that rivalled that of kylo ren’s of course if anyone were to be punished, she would be the one.
meeting the supreme leader’s expectations were often convoluted, nevertheless, the decision to place her in such a dull environment came as a surprise for someone like SNOKE. he’s aware that she has never been a good diplomat, and she would never admit or challenge the hierarchy that she’s capable of doing as such. continuing to clash with ‘darth vader wanna be’ wouldn’t prove her capability towards situations that called for patience and restraint to the supreme leader, and her only reasoning for wanting to be anywhere else but with pasty general redhead was just that, she isn’t a big fan. especially when he was right about things.
fortunately for the general, the first thing on the knight’s mind isn’t to force choke the living soul out of another due to differences. her curiosity is what made her cooperate in times like these. ❛ fine . but i’m not going to make promises to stand ground if they try anything suspicious . ❜ she was almost hoping that the citizens of vostao would. her fingers were itching to grip her saber. resist. cease.
❛ go ! ❜ and she’s still working on... well, being anything else other than eager to get their assignment over with.
okay but hear me out,,, the main crew of the first order going on undercover missions where they attend galas and they’re all dressed up to blend in and remain in somewhat of a disguise from potential trouble. give me dark!rey, kylo and hux bickering to each other who has the better plan to get their assignment done but constantly keeping a facade up of smiling to the servers every time one passes by cause they know they look crazy yell-whispering at one another in their little corner. give me kylo ultimately winning the argument because i mean force choking hux and mentally berating rey to stand down while lowkey reminding her that he’s snoke’s favourite. snoke senpai will never notice her or general redhead. give me hux calling in the big guns because rey loses her shit when someone tries to get freaky w/ her at the party and she decides to start a fight. the whole thing will probably, most likely, most definitely end in flames and a laser fight until phasma comes bursting through a wall with troops like the kool aid man like ‘TIME TO GO HOME CHILDREN YOU’RE ALL A DISAPPOINTMENT’ like give me all of this please
there aren’t many places where she feels at peace at the current base ( not that she ever feels at peace ), let alone anywhere within and outside the FIRST ORDER. her quarters, while comfortable during sleeping hours left her without much to do other than meditate and tinker with her saber, and other devices. but alas, boredom has overwhelmed her and she takes notice that the canteen would be most active at this time due to the hourly lunches. so she goes, finding the other knights of ren there with a table of their own that sparks a sense of belonging. but as the minutes pass she feels his presence getting closer, and in her desperation to shut him out she knows he feels her desire to be accepted. he wouldn’t let that happen now, would he?
and when the knights take notice of a familiar silhouette clad in black robes and armour enter the canteen they disperse to make way. but to her their fear is evident, and she feels alone again. until he sits across from her. now she wants to be alone. she pulls the tray of food she had gathered earlier closer, losing interest in sharing as she had been before with another knight.
❛ --- you know ---- why? ❜ she starts, a flourish of her hand finally cutting the silence between them. fingers grabbing hold of the loaf of bread resting on her tray as pristine teeth sink down onto its crust surface, ruby lips sliding across its flour covered top. the knight tears into her loaf to try and quell her frustration while taking a huge gulp of her warm beverage to down her food.
she repeats the process, leaving out the drink this time as she chews without manners. her voice muffled by the spongy texture. ❛ why do you do that? sitting down, i mean. forcing the other knights to go because what, you want some privacy? you want to talk? they have as much of a right to sit with you as i do. they’re not just soldiers, they’re also my friends so --- you sitting at this table should be illegal, ben. ❜ kylo ren can be a pain... most of the time. right now she just hated him. she took another drink, making sure that when she placed the steel mug down it was loud and forceful to communicate her displeasure.
` @vaderwoven .
