#tornbetweenthestorm

[kylo-wrecked]

[[ ilysm and I hope you're doing well!

UGH HOW did I miss this heLLO??

anyway thank you for hopping into my asks. i miss you and i am looking forward to coming back. poring over old drafts already... *tiny sad/contented sigh*

#tornbetweenthestorm #answered ask #i hope youre feeling better

[damrn]

@tornbetweenthestorm​ sent:  [ text ] you gotta pick a side

[ comms ; jax ] no I don’t [ comms ; jax ] we already ran away from both sides [ comms ; jax ] the only side I’m on now is with you out here and loving you

#tornbetweenthestorm

[starlight-pilot]

@tornbetweenthestorm​ said: ▲ //   Send a symbol for your muse to gently touch mine ,  leaning your head against their shoulder

The stars were always beautiful. Even at every corner of the universe, on every barren planet, from any viewport, Ave loved seeing the stars. But the stars she watched with FN-2437 as children were by far her favorite. And now that they were helplessly stranded on this desolate rock of a planet, she did just as they were children and took the liberty to sit right next to him. “It’s going to be a day before a rescue squad can get to us.” Not that they were in any real peril, just lounging around with an engine full of blaster holes. Ave slowly rested her head against his armored shoulder, carful to not bump her head on the hard surface. “What do you say? Should we just wonder off and start a new life on this damned planet?” She asked. It was only a joke, but it’s not something that Ave didn’t think about occasionally.

#【 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕞 】― ꜰɴ&ᴀᴠᴇ #✴ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ #ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ #tornbetweenthestorm #ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴛᴀʀʟɪɢʜᴛ //

[wantyourhand]

stalk

Some Word Prompts: [Accepting]

@tornbetweenthestorm sent: stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

Rey could feel the presence of a stormtrooper not too far behind her, of course, this was to be expected for where she was sneaking around. The planet was riddled with the presence of the First Order. Although what she didn’t expect was them to keep their distance while stalking her.  The forest was fairly dense, and it would be fairly easy to disappear, and she was even surprised he had followed her this far.  Turning past a few trees, Rey managed to quietly circle back past him, but then stood behind him, igniting her saber. 

“ Why are you following me?

#do whatever youd like with this lol #tornbetweenthestorm

[fearfcrged]

REACTION TO YOURS KISSING THEIR NECK || @tornbetweenthestorm​

It was far from the first time that someone’s lips had touched the delicate skin of their neck. Yet each kiss was surprisingly gentle, a feeling so foreign to the lieutenant that it caused a conflicting response from their body. A cold chill remained where each kiss peppered the skin and yet, almost instinctively, Ravid tilted their neck to the side, baring their neck for easier access. ❝What’s gotten into you?❞ they asked, but their voice was soft, equally as afraid to let this continue as for it to stop.

#tornbetweenthestorm #just don't think about how long this has been in my drafts #hoo boy #♜ i'm a bad bitch you can't kill me ⇾ queued post.

[gnrxl]

𝑇𝑂𝑅𝑁𝐵𝐸𝑇𝑊𝐸𝐸𝑁𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑆𝑇𝑂𝑅𝑀   𝑆𝐴𝐼𝐷   -   “Is this what it’s going to take? Me on my knees? How can I convince you to trust me?”

                   𝐻𝐸   𝐸𝑌𝐸𝐷   𝑇𝐻𝐸   𝑇𝑅𝑂𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑅   ,  silent   for   a   moment   ,   listening   to   his   plea   for   𝑇𝑅𝑈𝑆𝑇   .   a   trust   that   was   earned   not   bought   by   simple   gestures   ,   but   it   still   brought   the   twitch   of   a   smirk   to   his   lips   .  ‘   ...   that   would   be   a   good   place   to   start   .   ‘

#tornbetweenthestorm #[[ DONT SUGGEST THESE THINGS FN ]]

[affcgato-archived]

@tornbetweenthestorm​ ( from - ) send  me  “  and I  quote  !  ”  and  i’ll  write  a  little starter  based  off  of  the  prompts  given  by  the  incorrect  quotes generator.

      ‘ Fool me once, I’m gonna kill you. ’

#tornbetweenthestorm #→ leia organa // hope is like the sun (v.) #→ leia organa // threads #→ interactions #I threw this in her sequel trilogy verse #but I am also dying #because that was THE FIRST THING #that popped up #& I'm just #LMAOOOO well that started with a bang

[cardinal-carvings]

Hot or not?

     “I’ve honestly not really given it much thought. You’re cute, but lets not get off track.”

#answered #unmoved #dsfjihnakjgagadgdf please chEX SIR #tornbetweenthestorm

[kylo-wrecked]

⎈

<< A cell within Kylo Ren's private training complex. The Finalizer.>>

They couldn't keep meeting this way. 

He neatly avoided a jab from his sparring partner. It was a deft one, well-directed, powerfully, and almost, Kylo noted, expertly deployed. They'd only been training for two lunar cycles, and they both had much to learn - the trooper most of all. He was young, anxious,  ignorant of his might, and willing. So willing.  But he was good, too.

c r a c k

Suddenly, the eskrima's impact against the lateral part of Ren's abdomen, external oblique thrumming from the force of the blow. Kylo did not parry his opponent's flux so well this time. He stumbled but quickly regained his balance. 

They had to stop meeting like this. 

It wasn't the first time Kylo Ren had this thought. At first, they met more or less discretely, in one of the simulators in the Finalizers academy training development. He was able to convince General Hux that he'd taken on other students, or would, as he put it to the General, capitalize soldiers that failed to recondition. Ren framed it as their final chance to prove their worth to the Order, and in the end, Hux had the pleasure of retiring six such students. All but FN-2437. And then they began to meet in other ways. They began finding each other in the corridors. And now. 

Now, Ren vaulted. He tackled his sparring partner to the ground, knocking the eskrima from his grip, pressed his own to FN-2437's throat, brought his face to the soldier's face. His breath was warm and sweet; the vigor of the game brought a touch of color to his face. Kylo Ren shook the perspiration from his hair. 

He could feel the contours of FN-2437's ribs and the length of his abdomen, the ridged inscriptions above his stomach, against his bare arms. Then Ren's thigh's wrapped taut around the other man's waist. 

"FN-2437," he whispered, his open mouth a hair's breadth away from the soldier's neck. 

"Yield," he laughed, breathlessly. 

Yes.

They would have to stop meeting this way. 

#tornbetweenthestorm #sw au | dark!ren: renegade knight

[rcfekjwtaardby-moved]

@tornbetweenthestorm​

Cody gritted his teeth, trying to distract himself from the pain. The battle turned into defeat and the 212nd was forced to retreat. Cody was covering the retreating ones when a blaster bolt hit his thigh. It was not fatal, but it did not allow him to escape with the others. It looks like it was his end. If he couldn't get away from the pursuing droids, he wouldn't survive. Help came unexpectedly. Rookie, Haste, grabbed his hand and threw it over his shoulder and led him towards the rocks, where it was much safer.

"Thank you, Haste. If we survive, drinks are on me."

#tornbetweenthestorm #☀ ▓ ▌sassy leader ( muse: cody ) #☀ ▓ ▌sassy leader ( cody interactions ) #v: the clone wars

[starlight-pilot]

@tornbetweenthestorm did not like for a letter from Ave but he’s getting one anyways

My FN,

I know this is dangerous and stupid but if there’s any way for you to hide this letter then please do. I want you to keep this so you can read it when we haven’t seen each other in awhile. So at least here I can remind you how special you are to me. You’re always on my mind, even when I’m busy. And especially so when I can’t focus in meetings. I’ve noticed myself flying a bit safer just to make sure I get to see you again. I keep hoping that every Stormtrooper I pass is you, and those few times it is actually you I can hardly keep my composure. I’m sure you’ve noticed. You’ve turned me into a lovesick idiot but I wouldn’t want it any other way. Come to my quarters whenever you get the chance to slip away. You know the code.

-- Ave

#【 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕞 】― ꜰɴ&ᴀᴠᴇ #✴ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ #tornbetweenthestorm #ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴛᴀʀʟɪɢʜᴛ // #its been too long for some soft ave and fn content

[mvltis]

@tornbetweenthestorm​ sent: “I look better than them, right?”

          There is a moment where he has to process the words, because he has no idea where they have come from ( or rather, why they’re being spoken ). “ . . . Look better than. . . who? ” He knows it’s the other man talking --- of course he knows that --- but he doesn’t know where this particular bit of insecurity is wriggling in from. Had he done something wrong, perhaps? Had he made the other think too much about things, had he stared at someone in one of his moments of thinking? Anxiety sits in his chest, but Cason always keeps a firm cap on it, surprisingly well.

          “ You look better than anyone regardless, but . . . what do you mean? ” The redhead asks for clarification, wanting to settle himself before his mind leaps to the wrong conclusions in a fit of his own insecurity, and blue eyes cut over toward the trooper, up and away from his holopad to give him his undivided attention.

#tornbetweenthestorm #ᴄʜ. ⤤ ( hux )

[vuueloarchive]

@tornbetweenthestorm​:  Eyes turned up as light touched his eyes. Bound with his hands behind his back the soldier adjusted himself on his knees. It took a moment for his image to register through the light. Poe Dameron, of course. The Resistance had captured **him** this time. It must have felt good. "Come to gloat?"

          it’s never easy to catch him. but that’s the point of this little game, isn’t it? the smile curves his lips just a little as he looks down at the trooper. it hadn’t meant to go this far, though. he shouldn’t be here, not with the resistance itself. “ ----- no. to see if you’re faring well. you still have your wits so i can say they didn’t knock your brain around too much. ” he dips down, squatting almost, but holding a flask of liquid. “ thirsty? ”

#tornbetweenthestorm

[mlfns]

                         𝐴𝑁𝑂𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑅   𝑁𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇   𝐻𝐴𝐷   𝐵𝐸𝐸𝑁   𝑆𝑃𝐸𝑁𝑇   𝐼𝑁   𝑆𝐸𝐶𝑅𝐸𝑇   ,   him   finding   place   at   the   end   of   the   bed   to   sit   for   a   moment   in   thought   .   it   had   been   risky   ,   them   meeting   up   like   this   constantly   ,   one   day   they   would   be   found   out   &&   the   ever   faithful   weapon   was   not   looking   forward   to   that   coming   to   be   .   though   he   pushed   such   thoughts   away   ,   a   grin   finding   his   lips   as   he   crawled   back   towards   the   still   sleeping   trooper   .   fingers   trailing   over   his   chest   ,   though   soon   they   curled   about   his   throat   ,   grin   widening   for   a   moment   .  ❛   sleep   well   𝑃𝑅𝐼𝑁𝐶𝐸𝑆𝑆   ??   ❜  for   @tornbetweenthestorm​

#tornbetweenthestorm #[[ 𝑀𝑈𝑆𝐸 - 𝑆𝐴𝐵𝐸𝑅 ]]

[whitesxbr]

@tornbetweenthestorm liked for a letter -- still accepting

Jax,

I’m glad you found this letter. I slipped it in your pack before you left. I know your training will be long and difficult, but please know that I haven’t left you forever. I promise I’ll come back for you. I will be here on the other side waiting for you, it you’ll still want me. It hurts me to write this because I know how much I’ll miss you. I only hope you don’t hate me for this. This is for the best.

Vera

#○ answered #tornbetweenthestorm #【𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕦𝕖𝕕】