#╰ 𝙵𝙴𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲 𝚂. ╯ ⋯ the galaxy is a dangerous place to be on your own

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tag drop #2.

#╰ 𝙱𝙾 𝙺𝙰𝚃𝙰𝙽 𝙺. ╯ ⋯ i am not my sister. i am not the leader you seek #╰ 𝙵𝙴𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲 𝚂. ╯ ⋯ the galaxy is a dangerous place to be on your own #╰ 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙰 𝚂. ╯ ⋯ you know i never crash. i have very exciting landings #╰ 𝚁𝙴𝚇. ╯ ⋯ a lot of the general's plans involve falling #╰ 𝚂𝙰𝙱𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝚆. ╯ ⋯ never get between a mandalorian and a weapons package #╰ 𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙸𝙿 𝙽. ╯ ⋯ i'm a fighter ‚ strength makes us who we are #╰ 𝙻𝙴𝙸𝙰 𝙾. ╯ ⋯ aren’t you a little short for a stormtrooper? #╰ 𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝙱. ╯ ⋯ i think it’s time we settle our differences … violently #╰ 𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙴𝚃𝙷 𝙱. ╯ ⋯ if a man does not embrace his past‚ he has no future #╰ 𝚅𝙸. ╯ ⋯ what makes you different makes you strong #╰ 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙹. ╯ ⋯ you've never backed away from a mystery in your life #╰ 𝙳𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝙶. ╯ ⋯ you'll never know if you can fly unless you take the risk of falling #╰ 𝙳𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙰 𝚃. ╯ ⋯ dead's not what it used to be #╰ 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙾. ╯ ⋯ they're my best friends ‚ i'd give my life for them #╰ 𝙹𝚄𝙻𝙸𝙰𝙽 𝙺. ╯ ⋯ he's a mutant‚ just like you and me #╰ 𝙸𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙴 𝚃. ╯ ⋯ face it‚ darling. fate's not playing in your favor #╰ 𝙰𝚄𝚁𝙾𝚁𝙰 𝙻. ╯ ⋯ maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets #╰ 𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝙺. ╯ ⋯ heart‚ i implore you‚ it’s time to come back from the dark #╰ 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚄𝙼 𝙽. ╯ ⋯ and so the poem begins with old grief again at my neck #╰ 𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙰𝙽 𝙻. ╯ ⋯ nowhere on this earth is heaven if there's no peace within me #╰ 𝙼𝙴𝙳𝙴𝙰 𝚃. ╯ ⋯ i have died too many deaths that were not mine #╰ 𝙶𝙸𝙰 𝙻. ╯ ⋯ i'll never lose the love for the arriving‚ but i'm born to leave #╰ 𝙽𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝚅. ╯ ⋯ my mother gave me her knife‚ she taught me hope is vicious #╰ 𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙴𝙽𝙴 𝙺. ╯ ⋯ your heart still hasn’t broken your ribs after all #╰ 𝙼𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙽 ╯ ⋯ nightsisters and jedi don't travel together ... survivors. we adapt

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—  starter  for  @livingprophecy.

        a  lifetime  surrounding  herself  with  the  worst  that  the  galaxy  had  to  offer  meant  that  there  were  few  moments  in  which  the  assassin  could  truly  let  her  guard  down.    one  hand  on  her  blaster,    eyes  aware  of  all  parties  in  the  vicinity  and  every  exit  committed  to  memory.    maybe  that  was  why  she  didn’t  notice  it,    at  first;    the  ease  that  had  wormed  itself  into  her  the  more  time  they  spent  in  that  newfound  peace.    but  something  had  shifted  in  the  air,    in  the  things  she  believed  in.    she  sits  with  the  other  at  the  dining  table  listening  to  the  idle  chatter  of  the  mods  and  their  excitement,    watching  with  the  ghost  of  a  smile  just  barely  pulling  at  the  corner  of  her  lips.    the  faux  casualness  once  worn  is  no  longer  present.    the  taut  pressure  of  her  spine  erased  by  comfort.    fennec  wonders  how  she  ended  up  here  in  the  first  place.      but  of  course,    SHE  KNOWS  THE  ANSWER.    seeing  drash  throw  a  chunk  of  bread  at  santo’s  direction,    an  indignant  huff  and  laughter  following,    it’s…    different,    not  what  she  was  once  accustomed  to.    now  her  new  normal.    the  woman  leans  back  in  her  seat,    head  angled  towards  the  man  that  had  made  all  of  this  possible  with  his  vision  and  compassion.      “i  don't  think  i  could  live  alone  again.”      words  cool  and  amused,    she  does  not  mean  it  to  be  the  admission  that  it  is.    but  —  how  many  years  had  she  known  silence  and  distrust,    never  letting  anyone  close  enough  to  plunge  a  knife  into  her  back?    she  chuckles  at  the  sentimentality  in  her  own  thoughts,    not  to  be  uttered  aloud  anytime  soon.      “after  all  of  the  racket  these  get  up  to,    it’ll  be  a  miracle  if  silence  ever  seems  normal.”      which  was  to  say,    she  liked  the  noise.    even  if  she  pretended  otherwise,    it  was  welcoming.

#i don't think you deserve anything even REMOTELY soft but . idk i just think them getting to enjoy shit and be peaceful for a bit<3 #she's not used to it but she does like it and it starting to feel like home :)))))))))))) #anyways choke thanks #livingprophecy #livingprophecy ( boba ) #╰ 𝙵𝙴𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲 𝚂. ╯ ⋯ the galaxy is a dangerous place to be on your own