( [/gasps for air] I HAVE RETURNED MY FRIENDS and I went on Star Tours more times than I was expecting. Definitely wearing my Leia cosplay to the Halloween Party on the 31st. Not enough peeps representin’ down there ANYWAY LET’S WRITE TOGETHER??? )
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( [/gasps for air] I HAVE RETURNED MY FRIENDS and I went on Star Tours more times than I was expecting. Definitely wearing my Leia cosplay to the Halloween Party on the 31st. Not enough peeps representin’ down there ANYWAY LET’S WRITE TOGETHER??? )
"Anakin… please… Why are you doing this?”
“I never meant to disappoint you — ” his eyes fell downcast, the nerves welling up in his stomach bind him to the unrelenting wave of suspense seeping through. “ — all I crave is your forgiveness.”
“Padmé,” his lips caressed each syllable in a single breath as they dropped from his lips, gingerly placed in the shell of her ear. Long, strong arms encircled her petite frame from behind, drawing her close as his temple rested against her own. Her soft, chestnut curls brushed along his battle-worn skin, transcending a glow of solace to his disposition. The warm hues of the setting sun became a canvas rich with a backdrop of golden strokes, a cityscape occupying the forefront. That certain sense of unattainable tranquillity with these moments was lacking prevalence. Words failed to bear any proper resemblance to what lay beneath the surface in the abyss of emotion engulfed by the star crossed love that struck his core, and coursed through his veins. He adorned a simper, his lips pressed to her rose-tinted cheek. “Padmé...”
the brightest light casts the darkest shadow
I want every piece of me to crash into every piece of you.
I swear to god that’s h o w t h e y m a k e s t a r s .
____ A HERO can be AFRAID.