so. i am planning to cosplay grace ashcroft ( pray for me. i hate skinny jeans. pray for me. like i appreciate how tight the jeans are as a gaymer, but as a cosplayer. ugh ) ...aaaand my close good friend is going to cosplay leon kennedy and we are going to hopefully go to a con. in her porsche potentially (lmao hell no its an ancient manual transmission we would be fucked and stranded. maybe pictures though. but they will probably not be posted.)
@leon-kennedy-offical <- idk u tag me as the curse keeper this feels appropriate
this is just... i've just been plagued by thoughts and i have no idea if i'll go through with it
but like princess beetrix??? princess beetrix from a planet destroyed by the first order??????? leia parallels???? she reminds ben of his mom, like they both remind each other of family so much, it could be the force idk????? idk?????
she would've been like... sixth in line for the throne, like it was never gonna be her... so she left, because if she couldn't server her people on the throne, she'd serve them in the stars, fighting the first order and then.... everyone else is gone and now it's her. she didn't think she'd make it this far with the resistance, being a fighter is dangerous and now it's her. she's all that's left of the royal family and what little there are of her people spread out across the galaxy now look to her for guidance and she's lost. so so lost. there are so few of them left, no planet to go back to... she's afraid of leading them to extinction no matter what. it wasn't supposed to be her.
i've also just been making up holidays and traditions and little superstitious beliefs because i like doing that, she would hold onto those whether she's a princess or not
but imagine: here is a princess whose only connection to her ancestors now are the traditions and holidays related to seasons that no longer exist
imagine, like imagine, beetrix teaching ben about the culture he wiped out, because even though he's done all the bad things he understands grief, he understands anger, the sadness and rage he senses from her, it's familiar. it reminds him of himself it reminds him of his mother so he sits and he listens and he learns about the beauty in the world that existed, that still exists. the traditions live in her and now they live in him, they will not fade so long as they are remembered.
wait, what's The Curse?
(..coming from a newer claire rp blog.)
(btw, hii!! even though ive already sent an ask before, hii!! ^^)
ohemgee hi !! this post should answer any questions-- if not let me know-- so happy to have you, welcome to the community :] !! there is also a discord server if you are interested, but no pressure :D !!
