Ocean Waves By Ryanpernofski

Ben Solo and his blue butterfly 🦋

Image from Jacob Christian Schäffer’s Entwurf einer allgemeinen Farbenverein (1769) illustrating the idea of colour as genealogical and hierarchical: the principal colors are not presented as a continuous line but as families, each with its own coat of arms.

The moment Rey reached the hut she had felt him near her, in the Force. The connection between them was so raw and powerful that it reminded her of touching a live wire in the wreckage of a starship. She closed her eyes, opened them, and found Kylo Ren there – right next to her where she sat on the stone bench. As if she could actually reach out - The Last Jedi by Jason Fry

I saw a clip of Adam driver smiling and well, um, just got carried away! Soft boi Ben Solo sometimes gives in to his wife’s request to roleplay his former persona lol. [x] 

YA LIT MEME // EIGHT OTPS: [1/8] Alina Starkov & The Darkling

“Why won’t you leave me alone?” I whispered one night as he hovered behind me while I tried to work at my desk. Long minutes passed. I didn’t think he would answer. I even had time to hope he might have gone, until I felt his hand on my shoulder. “Then I’d be alone, too,” he said, and he stayed the whole night through, till the lamps burned down to nothing.

TROS FIX-IT AUs: The One Where Ben Was Just Around The Dune

✧ STAR WARS TAROT CARDS: THE 22 MAJOR ARCANA ✧

gifset inspired by the beautiful artwork of @elithien 

But forgiveness… I’ll hold on to that fragile slice of hope and keep it close, remembering that in each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice. We’re each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion fighting to emerge into something solid, something real. We’ve got to forgive ourselves that. I must remember to forgive myself. Because there’s an awful lot of gray to work with. No one can live in the light all the time. - Libba Bray

latest reylo commission for the lovely leo ✨🌸⚔️

Maybe it means something more - something we can't yet understand. Maybe it's some evidence, some artefact of a higher dimension that we can't consciously perceive. I'm drawn across the universe to someone I haven't seen in a decade, who I know is probably dead. Love is the one thing we're capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space. Maybe we should trust that, even if we can't understand it.

Interestellar, 2014