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(Guy on the left in the 3rd image belongs to a friend)
ALEX FROM NIGHT TIME VISITOR/DARKEST HOUR
The
Hey Alex nighttime visitor dump... Discovered him from darkest hours then started looking up his origin and got attached...
PLESSE TELL ME OTHER PEOPLE LIKE HIM WAHHH
Also uhhhh... IGNORE THAT HE'S TALL IN THE HUMANIZED DESIGN PRETEND HE'S AT THE KIDS TABLE (the floating symbols mean someone's arguing and swearing idk)
Outside, is there anyone out there?
dark raincoil, show me alex trying to find his husband in the office so they can go home.
https://youtu.be/-Hq2SJFfOcc
“The Mask Slips Away.” By Red is just so perfect for this scene!!!
You’re fooling yourself, Kylo. She doesn’t love you. I mean, how could she? Your a monster...she’ll never see you as anything...but a monster.
Kylo clinched his fists together tightly; fighting back the words that echoed repeatedly in his head. You are a monster! A cruel and murderous snake!
Even as it was true, it didn’t stop this unyielding desire he held for her. God, what he wouldn’t give just to be able touch her skin without her recoiling from him; to hold her in his embrace, to kiss her lips, to make love to her in the only passionate way he knew how.
Her love for Ben is what kept him from succeeding in all those endeavors. Ben was a problem, an obstacle at every turn even when Rey had finally shown him once tiny ounce of compassion. Ben Solo..the perfect son, the perfect Jedi Knight and the keeper to Rey’s heart which he so longed for.
Unbeknownst to her, every single night after Rey had gone to bed, Kylo would sit at her bedside and just watch as she drifted off peacefully. Once or twice he tried to gather the courage to push the loose tendrils that had fallen over her eyes; anything just to feel the warmth of her skin against his own. He wanted that connection, craved it as he craved her. However, every time he got close he would quickly retreat into the shadows and merely continue to watch her.
My forsaken skin concepts OK!