#ecfigaes

[libertydestined-a]

 @ecfigaes​   :   𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐤𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫.

her  king,  how  beautifully  he  had  fallen.   there  was  still  the  matter  of  breaking  the  bond  with  his  mentor...  but  padmé  was  not  worried  about  such  a  thing:  no,  he  would  choose  her.   when  he  knew  the  truth,  that  she  was  no  weary  damsel,  no  matter  how  heavy  with  his  children  she  had  grown,  he  would  see  that  he  did  not  need  palpatine  to  save  her.

“ani,”  she  murmured  his  name  with  such  gentleness,  her  hands  going  to  his  loose  curls,  fingers  combing  through  his  hair.   “oh,  anakin,  don’t  you  see  what’s  happening?   we  don’t  have  to  hide,  not  anymore.”

[roseguidedarc]

        𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓, 𝐀 𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 && 𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐄.   dina comes to quickly once her eyes open, recent events replaying in her mind that send her heart into a fluttered panic !   what had happened after abby knocked her out?   did ellie kill her, did abby kill ellie, or did they let each other go?   the possibility of ellie being dead sends her body into motions━movement of limbs as she sits upright only   𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓼    the pain in her shoulder.   brows pull together as hand comes to her nose . . wet, red blood coats her fingers,    ❝ ellie? ❞   called out softly at first,  voice slightly horse.  moment passes when she gets no answer && the panic brewing inside of her chest only grows.   crawling on hands && knees,  dina makes her way to nearest wall to lean again.  hand hovers over the arrow in her shoulder,  head shaking slightly as she doesn’t build up the courage to pull it out herself.   eyes glance toward the doors leading upstairs,   ❝ ellie ! ❞   / @ecfigaes  gets the painful starter we both wanted, we’re doing it to ourselves. 

[desafia]

@ecfigaes​ for anakin ||  s.c. 

             a moment of hesitation before hand reaches out.  fingers just barely take a hold of the jedi’s robes,  gives a timid tug in an attempt to garner his attention.  she does her best to do the tasks put before her without a word of complaint.  desires only to keep her head down,  do what is required of her,  give that necessary information  (  poke into shrouded minds when asked  ).  discomfort leads her to action.  fear.  the difficulty lies in this:  some of the bureaucrats she has served in the past are not enemy to jedi.  but it does not mean they were kind to her.  voice is low,  as quiet as possible,  only audible to present company  (  she hopes  )   “  please—  may i...stay out.  this time?  ”  meeting does not require her presence if she already knows they are not the kind of threat which matters to the republic. 

[petervel]

@ecfigaes :     sparring  with  oreius .

he shifts on unsteady feet in the dark ,     fingers tightening around the grip of his sword as he wills himself to just  shut up and listen   ( it’s a simple enough sentiment ,     until theory becomes practice ) .     the gentle breeze whispers indecipherable secrets in his ears ,     kissing at his rosy cheeks ,     and the little king stumbles as he  swipes  blindly ,     blade protecting him from naught but the cool air around them .     ❛ er . . .     oreius ? ❜     peter tries ,     lifting a hand from rhindon to instead flutter over the blindfold like a ghost ;     though he does not dare remove it .     ❛ i don’t think i’m getting the hang of this . ❜

[statesangriaold]

❝  𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓  𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍  𝐈'𝐃  𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘  𝐀𝐒𝐊...  ❞    and  that's  exactly  why  she's  here.    loki    is  the    last    person  she  would  have  trusted  with  her  daughter  not  long  ago---    which  is  exactly  why  it'll  be  the  last  place  anybody  thinks  to  look.    and  her  voice  is  hushed  as  she  holds  out  a  packed  bag,    her  toddler  snoring  in  her  arm.    ❝  i  need  you  to  take  emma  and  get  as  far  away  from  here  as  possible.    don't  tell  anybody  where  you  are.    not  even  thor.  ❞

@ecfigaes​ gets a thing <3

[ajstking]

𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓.  Not a look of anger and a request to speak in private.    but then he remembered,   what he had attempted to do before their last trip to Narnia.   What he had attempted to do again once they had got back.  He couldn’t help it.   He was a KING of Narnia.  A FIGHTER.  He had won wars,   he was meant to be on the battlefield.   It didn’t matter if he hadn’t done those things in this world. He had DONE those things where it mattered. The world where he wanted to be... the world he had desperately wanted to escape too, where he still wanted to return.  The world he was banished from,    the only way to return was via the bridge... once they left this place.  A SHORT OR LONG way across.   ❛ I’m guessing Lu told you. ❜

                     𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑               :             @ecfigaes (peter)

[shinegone]

​                             @ecfigaes​​ ( depa ) wrote  on  the  blackboard,                                 ✏   ❛   no  one  is  giving  up .  ❜

         no,  that  wasn’t  it.  the  jedi  never  gave  up  on  anything,  but  there  seemed  to  be  a  banal  --  peace  to  their  concern.  the  one  thing  that  frustrated  daniel  the  most  about  the  way  of  the  jedi  was  their  CALM ,  COMPLACENCY.  ever  since  he  had  got  picked  up  as  a  force  sensitive  candidate,  and  more  evident  when  he  began  his  training  --  his  IMPULSIVE , IMPATIENT  strides  fail  to  be  tempered.  looking  at  the  other  master,  he  takes  in  a  deep  breath.  “ i  mean  no  disrespect,  but  it  seems  like  no  one  is  doing  anything  with  any  urgency  concerning  master  windu.  it  feels  like  you’ve  all  abandoned  him. ”        

[lieutenaent]

“ jesus  christ,  ellie- ”  palm  presses  flat  against  the  door,  resisting  the  urge  to  slam  against  it.  fucking  shit.  what  the  fuck  is  going  on?  he  doesn’t  even  know  what  he’s  done  -  and  yet,  the  voice  in  the  back  of  his  mind  tells  him  he  likely  deserves  this,  somehow.  “ kid,  would  you  open  the  fucking  door  and  tell  me  what  the  hell  is  going  on? ”  raising  cole  had  been  shit  fucking  simple  compared  to  the  trials  and  tribulations  of  handling  a  teenage  girl.  he  forces  his  voice  to  soften  just  a  touch,  “ come  out  and  we  can  talk  about  this. ”    /    @ecfigaes  continued !