@solraised.
‘ Are you seriously gonna do that every time you see me? ’ This shit really did get old, as far as he’s concerned, about five seconds after she started doing it.
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@solraised.
‘ Are you seriously gonna do that every time you see me? ’ This shit really did get old, as far as he’s concerned, about five seconds after she started doing it.
@solraised!
a soft chuckle graces his lips, eyes alight with an unconditional FONDNESS as he gazes upon her: ❛ you’ve much to learn, young one. ❜
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i love being the favorite grandchild?
yeah well i’m gonna be the favorite when i kill you so suck it, you moof-milker
would malka be a jedi. no i do not think so.
would malka be force sensitive? i absolutely do think so.
met me in the pit crylo ken.
Fists clench at his side, challenge shaking him at his core. It’s bait he blindly takes—anything less than fighting back feels like submission. “I will enjoy striking down everything you hold dear. I will rip it from your hands one by one, and turn it to ashes. There will be nothing left. Once that point is reachedI will strike you down, too. Nothing but a memory soon to be forgotten.”
HAT SITS, NEATLY TIPPED, blackened rim casting a shadow over bandage ( GODDAMN BUTTERFLY GUY SHOT ME ! ), over the blank slate of hardened features. the hum of electricity is a dull drone in ears, the licks of blue flame not daring to scorch scarred skin ; lasso coils, like a snake preparing for strike –––––– burning bright, but otherwise, unused. the absence of recognition within flickering irises combined with the crooning whispers & hands –––––– that don’t seem hesitant in their wanderings of toned chest / shoulders –––––– of poppy’s leads to steeled gaze on the younger girl, aim locking in on target. ❝ y’threatenin’ the safety of miz poppy here, kid, & i just can’t have that. ❞ free hand is used to draw his pistol, easily trained on the threat in question. ❝ ––––– i suggest ya’ back up. ❞ // @solraised asked for brainwashed ! jack.
WITH A FRUSTRATED GRUNT, the warrior allows herself to plop unceremoniously onto the bench in the mess hall, plastic tray soon to follow with a loud ‘ CLACK ! ‘ another tiring evening filled with tarnished hopes & dreams, leaving the usually chipper woman in a much sour mood than usual. eyes briefly look over at the woman opposite of her table, focus quickly driven back to the bowl of azure gelatin wiggling violently before her. mako’s almost hesitant to reveal the nature of her distress ( not to mention her tardiness for their usual scheduled dinner time ), but she was never the sort to hide anything from anyone ------ especially from a close friend. “ he said no again, “ she muttered, spoon swiftly cutting into the jello with a ferocity that she had never shown before.
( @solraised | starter for mako’s best friend ! )
GRANDMA I WANT A NEW GRANDPA PLEASE & THANK.
SHH YOU ONLY NEED ME, I’M GRANDMA && GRANDPA AT ONCE