#hosnianleft

[legends-and-savages]

@hosnianleft sent:  'When exactly did you decide not to ruin me?' (For Kylo Ren)

YOU CAN NEVER TRULY HATE SOMEONE WITHOUT LOVING THEM. | Accepting

Kylo turned at the sound of her voice. "What makes you think that I've ever tried to ruin you?"

[ethrouthier]

Eth was there for a job. That was all. Keep his head down while looking around and be mundane. Mundane, with his laser focus that made him so useful.

The planet was crawling with people, billions of them. Not only people, of course, but mainly.

He scanned streets as he went, and for just a moment, his eyes got caught on a droid off in the distance, and he missed what was right in front of him, colliding with a woman.

She had been floating, up in the sky, all alone. Out of reach to not just him but everyone.

A dream. That was all it was. It must have been someone else in the dream though; he had never seen this woman before. "Excuse me," he said, but he just stared at her, not moving out of the way.

@hosnianleft

[ncxilearchive]

@hosnianleft​ ; incoming transmission ⸻ [text] I don’t think he likes that I’m always sending him pictures of me in my bra but he needs to get it together (surprise!)

→ [ 📱 — Rose ] You know for a moment I thought of going along with that. . . → [ 📱 — Rose ] But it would have been a short lived moment of amusement → [ 📱 — Rose ] So. . . → [ 📱 — Rose ] Are you sure that was for me ?  → [ 📱 — Rose ] And I should let you know that I do have it together ;)

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[gildedcommander]

@hosnianleft​:  “You aren’t the boss of me.”

     “You’re very annoying, has anyone ever told you that? It’d be easier on everyone if you just complied instead of fighting back every second.”

[cardinal-carvings]

@hosnianleft​:  “ are you sure we will — ? ”

Rose didn’t even need to finish her sentence for Archex to catch onto her train of thought-- the idea brought a tinge of anxiety even to him, and yet--... he couldn’t just leave her like that. Even if, in the end, the feelings that had started to bloom inside his chest weren’t returned the least he could do was keep her safe. Especially since he understood... more than he would like to admit, and yet... he wasn’t exactly keeping his full past a secret anymore. Not from her... not after what he had done-- the man that had broken his heart, too.

“It’s going to be okay--,” Archex’s tone was soft, low... warm hands taking Rose’s into them and squeezing gently, as if in hopes the soft pressure could be reassuring, “... I am not going to stand by and let him hurt you.”

A soft breath filters out-- pained less from past injuries and more from the weight of the entire situation, “Look-- I--... I can understand if you don’t. Don’t feel the same way about me as I do you but... at least let me do that. At least let me protect you... okay?”

[beefsolo]

( @hosnianleft​ )

“My lap’s open for business.”

[pastkilld]

@hosnianleft​​: “ nothing you say will convince me to stay. “ | meme | accepting

Her mind had seemingly been warped by their confrontation. So easy, Kylo thought. So weak. All this time he intended on breaking her apart, yet somehow the results were very much the opposite of what he’d sought. No matter. He would do it again until he would succeed— this woman was merely a test for something greater. Behind the mask, his expression was solid steel, unmoved by her pathetic words. He took one step forward, hands balling into knuckles, and tilted his chin almost as if he were amused. “You’re delusional if you believe I’d want you around. The First Order will deal with the rest of you... and when the moment comes, you’ll see what true power looks like.”

[origamiblades]

@hosnianleft​:           (x)

“Oh, come off your high horse already, Armitage! Just cut the bullshit!” She explained. “You act like you’re better than everyone else, that we’re just dust under the soles of your feet and for what? For you to stoop down to our level. Tell me, does it pain you to sleep in bed knowing that the sheets aren’t made from the highest quality fabric, and isn’t the highest quality thread count?” The blonde stood before the former General; her confidence stood strong. She was determined to make her point across.

He did not belong here. No matter how much he tried to fake it.

“You might have fooled everyone else, but I can see right past you. You are only with the Resistance because you did not get your way. That is child’s play. Are you a child, Armitage?  Just gotta switch sides to make your point across, huh?”

Rose’s gaze hardened on his. “You’re a fool if you think I—”

Fingertips firmly pressed against both sides of Rose’s cheeks, muffing any words she tried to speak. Her lips grew plump, protruding out just slightly. Rose felt the soft lips of the man before her press against hers. She stood, frozen. There was a softness against that skin that she did not expect. Nor did she expect this. The beating in her chest grew and grew as she stared at him.

He had granted himself control over her at this exact moment, and he knew it.

Armitage had figured that he’d have plenty of people geared up and ready to chew him out after he decided to cast aside his upbringing but... none of them were as stubborn or efficient as Rose proved to be. Perhaps her stubbornness played a key factor in it-- the fact that she was so persistent on trying to make whatever time they ended up sharing hell...

He’d most certainly had enough of it for one day. His usual disregarding of her entire existence wasn’t quite doing it for him anymore, and while he prided himself on his patience it seemed to crack underneath her fire. She was stubborn, determined and most importantly wrong-- but she didn’t want to hear that.

Not from him.

He’d finally had enough of it-- and perhaps a kiss was far from the more reasonable path of action, it brought a deep satisfaction when it made her freeze. When it prompted her frozen on the spot in uncertainty-- perhaps even confusion. Hux ensured he held the kiss long enough to make a point, before pulling away just faintly. Green eyes sharp as they peered down at Rose.

     “You really think you've got me figured out, don't you?” The words were low and, admittedly, took on a dangerous note.