#heartoftheforce

[hereliesbitches--me]

Bonding time with your force ghost idol and turns out hes insane

@heartoftheforce

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[hopegained-a]

how things are at the resistance base 24/7 with @heartoftheforce​

[hopegained]

@heartoftheforce​: “I threw you a surprise party!” | meme | not accepting

He was getting closer to the ruins, judging by the blip on his handheld map that moved faster with each step he was taking. Finally after what had felt like an entire day of traveling and deciphering clues that led to this place, he pushed open the mighty doors at the top of equally grand stone stairs, fully expecting opposition on the other side--- only to be met with a table (or maybe an altar of some kind; he couldn’t tell) in the middle of the room and a cake with a single lit candle. Absolutely nothing and no one else was in sight. Damn it. He ought to have seen this coming. 

The man responsible for the entire ordeal then materialized next to the table a second later and Eron could almost see the grin hiding beneath the metal mask. As to how or where Revan managed to acquire the cake, he didn’t really want to know. “...So, there’s no real ‘mission’ or Sith artifact, is there?” He quietly huffed, hands on his hips, slightly unamused at the plan Revan had devised, but there was no real anger behind his tone or the look he was giving the ghostly figure. 

“What’s the lesson I’m supposed to learn here? How to waste my time?” His face remained annoyed as moved towards the table, his expression turning into a small smile when he stopped merely a foot away. “Heh. Thanks anyway, old man. I appreciate it. Didn’t think you’d remember.”

[startravellers-a]

♥♥ for the woman he enjoys flustering the most! @heartoftheforce

It was beginning to get late, and Bastila was sitting, slowly scrolling through the datapad in her hands. It was a report forwarded to her by the Jedi Council, and something that she didn’t particularly want to be spending her time reading - but despite her growing detachment from the Order, she was still a Jedi, and duty was duty.

She heard Revan moving about the room, then begin to make his way towards her, but didn’t bother looking up. Whatever he was up to was of no concern to her, she had work to do.

She continued to ignore what he was doing as he sat down beside her, but when he rested his head on her lap she was unable to keep ignoring him.

She froze, for a moment, not having expected the contact. Then she glanced down at him, and felt herself start to blush. Even now, he was able to fluster her like no other. It was quite irritating, really.

Still, her moment of surprise passed and, hesitantly, she brought one of her hands away from her datapad and used it to gently stroke through his hair. This only served to fluster her even more, but there was something quite nice about it, too.

“You really are a strange man, Revan.”

[startravellers-a]

@heartoftheforce said: “ I know we’ve been together for a long time but, do you still like-like me? ”

After so long, Bastila would have liked to have been able to say that she understood Revan. Well, it was likely true that she understood Revan better than most - but sometimes he would come out with the most bizarre comments and, suddenly, she would find herself wondering what was going on in his head.

She looked up at him with her best, most serious expression, “You want to know if I... like-like you?”

On balance, it wasn’t the strangest thing that Revan had ever asked her.

[hopegained]

"Anyone who tries to break the heart of my dumb Force grandchild will get the saber." @heartoftheforce

meme? | accepting | @heartoftheforce

“Really? Then I should get the saber... seeing as I’m the one who breaks my own heart all the time. Actually, would that be so bad?”

[hopegained]

@heartoftheforce​: "History repeats itself because nobody listens the first time."

With furrowed brows Eron took in the words, nodding as he awaited for more slices of advice the Force spirit had to offer. Revan didn’t always sit around and act sagely like one would expect of him, but whenever he did, ears were all ready to listen. He shifted his weight onto the other leg and let out a quiet sigh. “Then we better hope everyone listen this time around, break the cycle, make a real change.” Easier said than done. They both knew that well; the old man even more so. “Can’t just depend on one person or one army to do all the work. We don’t have Jedi to sort other people’s shit out anymore, either. It’s all up to us.” 

[hereliesbitches--me]

"Did you know? The Force tastes like purple!" @heartoftheforce

Don’t listen to him. Don’t let it get to you-

“ Mama, how do you taste the force? Is it like pudding? How come you haven't shared none with me mistew Wevan?! ”

Fuck. Mia was drawn into it.  

“ Pay no attention to the loony old ghost, Mia. He’s only teasing, and may have eaten something he shouldn’t have.” Much to her gremlin’s dismay, Rosie gently ushered her daughter away with a pointed, irritated stare at the force ghost that plagued her existence (Yet regrettably, was one of the only few  sources of adult company she had)

“ Honestly, do you really have to stir ridiculous ideas into her head? If you’re having these meltdowns, go harass your force ghost friends, Revan.” 

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