・ 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 ┆ 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 . ᐟ

gentle and affectionate, but also clinging and selfish and egotistical.

did you raise a tool or a hand? tell me, did you raise a man?

learns forbidden knowledge on accident．

⸻ Which is more 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒, the dagger 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 by an enemy, or the 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 one pressed to your back by someone you 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 even seen?

the seats are empty. the theatre is dark. why do you keep acting?

“Oh yes, quite bored. Whatever will I do with such a handsome Sith?” She whispered, puncturing the moment with a cheeky wink.

Standing amidst the quiet ruins of Tython, her presence as steady as the environment around her. Silver eyes open from meditation when she hears an unknown presence. Her lightsaber ignites and directly aims it at the individual.

Takes both hands in hers and holds them tenderly, placing an adoring kiss to both.

he is half of my soul， as the poets say.

Satele's head tilted enough to nuzzle at his collar bone, lithe digits continue their ministrations to the nape of his hairline. “The Shan bloodline cannot resist certain Sith Lords. In this generation, you happen to be the Sith a Shan is powerless to resist.”

“You're a very convincing man, my love. How can I not?” A hum of amusement sounds at his struggle to keep his former composure, playfully tugging at a few fine hairs of his facial hair. “I can't resist you.”

Arms come to encircle his neck, nails roaming teasingly along the back of his neck. Oh, she's absolutely clueless. Kidding.