#gatalnta

[castillonice]

Descansa en paz 🕊

Angelito mio 😪😭♥️

[senaetore]

ah yes. my favorite Star Wars character.......

oboe one ( one unit of oboe )

[coreliann]

@gatalnta​ !  —– ♥’d.

                   “   hey  ,   ki --- ah  ,   ela  .   ”   he’s   got   to   break   that   habit   .  .  .   eventually  .   after   all  ,   the   girl’s   around   enough   to   be   considered   family  .   han   has   never   been   the   eloquent   type  ,   or   one   for   heart - to   hearts  ;   so  ,   with   hands   COOLLY  in   his   pockets  ,   decision   is   made   to   keep   it   short   &   sweet  .

                  he   kneels   so   as   to   match   her   eye   level  ,   maintains   friendly   grin  .   “   might   be   a   lil’   weird   t’say  ,   but  ,   ah   ---   just   wanted   to   say   THANKS   for   bein’   there   for   ben  .  ‘s   great   he’s   got   somebody   like   you   to   keep   his   head   on   straight  .   ”

[savedsolo]

@gatalnta​

‘ my name is k-ren can i speak to your manager? ’

[jedikllr]

GATALNTA​ ASKED :  ❛   i  miss  you  ,   ben.   ❜

ah  ,  such visits were less a comfort and more a torment  .  for secrecy is hard won when one holds a title of senator  .  always bound by duties and pulled by the whispering of politicians  .  but such legislature can wait  ,  for her ears are now claimed by    his    lips  .  no matters of state spoken  ,  instead replaced by heavy breath splayed across the expanse of her neck  . 

eager hands pull at the delicate robes that bind too closely to her form  .  becoming more of a nuisance in this moment than the very limited time they have come to capture  .  ❝     ---------    i know  .     ❞  hushed  ,  breathless reply as his taller form backs her up against quartz pillars    ;    their shadow allowing more of an escape from wandering eyes  .  here he simply holds her  .  allowing himself to drink in her very essence and calm a battering ram of a heart  . 

❝     my uncle is sending me on a dignitary mission  .  .  .     ❞  he’s still unsure what that entails  .  at this moment he does not care  .  if it leads him away from her he wants nothing more to do with his jedi training  .  .  .  ❝     but i will come back for you  ,  ela  .  .  .  i promise  .     ❞

[finaljedi-a]

“  𝚆𝙴'𝚅𝙴  𝙶𝙾𝚃  𝙰  𝙻𝙾𝚃  𝙾𝙵  𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺  𝚃𝙾  𝙳𝙾  .  ”  it’s  breathed  out  with  a  hint  of  exhaustion  and  a  feeling  like  this  whole  fight  is  so  much  bigger  than  could  be  imagined  by  any  of  them  ▬▬  a  glance  cast  over  to  sarela  ,  lips  curled  into  something  of  a  half-frown  .  a  lot  of  work  to  do  and  consistently  dwindling  numbers  ...  the  first  order  advances  further  every  day  ,  and  he  isn’t  sure  that  hope  will  be  enough  .

*        @gatalnta        ╱        𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁  𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻  .

[jedikllr]

STARTER

the doors offer a soft swish of sound compared to his heavy footfalls that echo through the halls  .  only subsiding when he stands tall within the interrogation room  .  his very being taking up the small space with an aura of intimidation  .  even those that serve him flinch at his appearance  .  dark form moving towards the victim strapped for further probing  .  ❝     ---------    tell me of the rebel insurgents that hide upon your home world  .     ❞  a demanding question as he circles about her  ,  briefly taking in her tattered state before turning away  .  ❝     it is the only way you will find peace...     ❞

[spinebarrels]

           ❝ i’ve heard the gardens where you come from rival the ones on naboo. ❞   the beauty of nabooian foliage is also heresay, sadly. much of the galaxy is still an open secret, withheld from rey until only recently - through no fault but her own. until hope of returning loved ones ran dry and she was bodily yanked from her desert domain, nightbloomers and spinebarrels were the only flora that could survive to keep her company. the hardy, thorny, and pale little plants were the singular shreds of natural beauty available to rey, and she took them for all they were worth. why look elsewhere, out in the black and on other planets, when all she needed was there for the taking? at least that was what she told herself while waiting under the dented opening of hellhound ii and still imagining what it might be like under the great wroshyr trees of kashyyk instead. 

in that sense, until only recently, jakku was the galaxy. or it might as well have been. but she’d been so decidedly shown what a lie that was. how much more had waited, and was still waiting, for her. now she had the rest of her life to discover what other planets boasted, what their version of nightbloomers might be.

          ❝ do you miss it? your home? ❞

@gatalnta​  ♡ ‘d