#rcvival

[kyberled]

@rcvival

Braig: It's good to see you again! I missed you. :)

Maul: I will kill anyone who breathes too hard in your direction.

Braig:

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SEND  ✍️ FOR A DOODLE OF OUR MUSES! || ACCEPTING

@rcvival​ asked:

​ ✍️ [nephew time pls 🥺]

“If anyone makes a noise, the next sound they make will be their dying screams.”

(When you want your sick darksider cred but your nephew just needs a nap.)

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         “Actually, I think it does, sir,” Maeve muttered, arms wrapped tightly around herself as she shivered violently. The rain had soaked through her clothes and penetrated her skin like a million tiny needles burrowing through flesh and bone. She reached up to move some of the drenched tresses plastered to her face to look up at him with a judgmental look in her eye. Her eyes quickly darted away, scanning the darkening terrain as night drew closer, unlike their shuttle. They’d need to find shelter soon if they didn’t want to get captured in the freezing temperatures. 

           “I told you we needed to take a left at that rock pillar,” she mumbled under her breath, just loud enough for him to hear as she continued shivering at his side.

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Send “📂“ for a random yet completely useless headcanon I have || ACCEPTING

@rcvival​ asked:

📂 (👀) 

In a happier timeline, he does eventually retire from usual field work, as most elderly Jedi do. Even they feel the aches of time eventually. He goes as long as he can in the field, though. 

Even when he retires, he keeps teaching at the Temple. It’s how things are done. His favourite things to teach involve saber forms, botany, meditation, and history. He also likes visiting the creche just to entertain the little ones with stories. He’s a fun grandpa.

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UNCLE WHAT DID YOU DO

@rcvival​ asked:

“Don’t get alarmed but I’m being followed. Act normal.” 

“Why does this always happen when I’m with you?” He sighs. His exasperation is (mostly) a mask. He’s keeping up the air of casual conversation. ‘Acting normal’, as he’d been instructed to. He keeps walking even as he spreads his senses thinner. Yes, someone was definitely following them. Their intentions were unclear, but not good. 

Lovely. 

“So, do you have a plan?” He asked, glancing at Maul and raising an eyebrow. He was quite sure he knew the answer. He’s also quite sure he’d need contingencies for how the ‘plan’ played out. “And how worried should I be?”

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“His arms are crossed because he thinks the other marshmallows are foolish.”

@rcvival liked for a valentines treat!

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BONDING TIME---

@rcvival​ asked: 

" that healing thing that you do —, could i learn that? " (:'3) 

That’s not a question he was expecting. He blinks, tilts his head to the side. 

“Maybe.” He says. “It’s not something everyone can do, but– There’s no harm in trying.” He shrugs. 

“It’s going to take a while. It’s not like being able to move things. It isn’t really like anything.” He pauses for a moment, thinking a bit longer. He doesn’t want to put any false promises in Maul’s head. He’s been lied to enough. 

But then, he’s also had enough things denied to him. Maul deserves the chance. So Braig looks up at him with a smile. 

“It certainly would make me feel better, knowing you’ll be alright.”

“Okay. Just tell me when you think you’re ready to start.”

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TWISTED STARTERS

@rcvival​ asked:

“ getting in trouble a little early today, aren’t we? ”

“Trouble, me?” He fakes offense and puts his hand to his chest. And then he grins and shrugs. “Probably not. ‘Trouble’ implies I’m either going to be stopped or punished, and we both know that won’t happen.” And then he returns to his work. He seems quite happy with it. He’s hunched over… Whatever it is, and makes an effort to keep it hidden until it’s complete. 

“And… There.” He rocks back on his heels and wipes his hand across his face (ignorant, apparently, to the smudge of paint that now decorates his cheek). He’s quite proud of himself. 

“I know having one of these has always helped me get my thoughts in order when things seem a little… Much. And the whistle you gave me reminds me of a bird call, so…” He shrugs. 

“Maybe it could help you, too.”