things rusty does

s/o to @lariren-shadow for helping to cultivate this idea!

here you are, a twisted soulmate au snippet

It begins with a subconscious, knowing panic. His bare palm against the skin of her shoulder is searing. Pain burns down through her muscles and to her bones, as if a needle is carving strokes into the hardened tissue. It takes all of her strength to twist her body away, and she, dazed, finds his face a perplexed portrait. His aim had been to startle in a fight, not to maim.

She bolts, back into the trees, into the underbrush, towards the fleet and far from the wide-eyed stare gouging holes into the back of her skull. With purpose, she scrambles up the gangway of the Falcon and screams incoherent directions to Chewbacca, voice cracking, vocal chords fraying. She can hear the anxiety in her own timbre and feel the dull, fire-bitten throb of her fresh burn.

The General’s expression is grave when she inspects the charred wound on Rey’s shoulder. The look makes her stomach sink, makes her limbs numb and her throat cold.

“I feel responsible it’s turned out this way,” Leia says, folding her hands behind her back. “I’m sorry you’re caught in the middle.”

She thinks she knows the answer, the mystery the General is talking around. “The middle of what?”

“You’re wearing my son’s mark. I recognize the pattern.” She frowns, glances away, her eyes down. “The curves and lines are too delicate for what he’s become.”

Her eyes dart to the puffy redness coated in bacta. A soul mark.

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anonymous asked:

50- Vax/Gilmore pre-breakup

I will always love you, or anyway I will always have loved you now. (And you will always be someone who was beautiful, once.)

this definitely does not fit the prompt but i tried hwjkfdnasf

As cliché as it might sound, you remember the first time you saw him as if it was yesterday.

It was a slow day, the one or two customers in the shop browsing idly through your not-insignificant shelves for the past hour or so when they entered. The bell above your door chimed incessantly as eight of the most colorful personalities in all of Exandria stepped through. The bright red dragonborn (how curious. not many of them ever really stepped outside of Draconia, and your merchant’s eye noticed the intricate brocade trim that adorned the dragonborn’s robes with some interest) and the tall woman with antlers (antlers) made a beeline for the shelves stocked with ingredients. The two gnomes and… was that an actual goliath behind them? meandered about in idle curiosity, occasionally picking things up (and almost breaking them, in the goliath’s case) as they did. The tall, bespectacled fellow somewhat awkwardly shuffled his way towards the shelves with tomes on the more obscure histories, thumbing his way through the dusty pages with rapidly growing interest (Sherri was already making her way towards him, fiery determination in her eyes. We are not a library!)

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lol: dude sellin’ jesus comes to the door. rusty politely hears him out for ten minutes, since that is how rusty works. i sit at my computer and await the inevitable. suddenly i hear dude say, ‘but you’re hurt in your heart man, you got that emptiness, don’t you? i bet a girl did that to you.’

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