She is his totem. His hand of power. His queen. His reality, and concrete touch. His ideal, and elusive whisp of eternal content.
She lives ever at his hand, never before, never behind.
His equal.
His eternity.
His lover.
His love.
Mar 12, 2020 • 25 tweets • 5 min read
Anchors aweigh - crackfic ( because it's been a shit day and just got worse )
Kylo was a stalwart fellow - a semi-permanent mushroom anchor - solid, bulky, substantial. He took great pride in his moorings. Keeping such a grand vessel on location required his particular expertise.
Reliable, determined, a steady hand to control the ship.
