Zᴇᴘʜɪʀ Rɪ́ᴏs Dᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ

♤ ❝Iᴛ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ɢᴀᴍʙʟɪɴ' ɪғ ʏᴀ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴀ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴡɪɴ.❞ ◇ 𝓒𝓸𝓷 𝓐𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓼𝓽; 𝓖𝔂𝓹𝓼𝔂 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓵 ♧ 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 @OrderAndMoney 𝚊𝚗𝚍 @WineAndOldBooks ♡

[Zᴇᴘʜɪʀ Rɪ́ᴏs Dᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ @ZephirDameron]

❝𝐖𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭...

... 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅.❞

♥ Yᴏᴜɴɢᴇʀ Bʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏғ Pᴏᴇ Dᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ
♠ Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴀɴᴛ & Gᴀᴍʙʟᴇʀ
♦ Dᴇs/Cᴀs/Lɪᴛ
♣ #StarWarsRP #SWRP #OC

𝐑𝐓?

[Zᴇᴘʜɪʀ Rɪ́ᴏs Dᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ @ZephirDameron]

Zephir slowly ran his gaze over the executive.

Then, slowly, he smirked. "So, this mean we gonna have fun this weekend?"

[Zᴇᴘʜɪʀ Rɪ́ᴏs Dᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ @ZephirDameron]

Well, damn.

[Sassy General Hux @SassyGeneralHux]

Ah, just what I've always wanted: To simulate being handcuffed like runaway convicts with manacles engraved with a personal identification.

Sounds just kidnap-y enough for Ren and Rey.

[Zᴇᴘʜɪʀ Rɪ́ᴏs Dᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ @ZephirDameron]

Zephir crossed his legs at the ankles as he watched his husband.

There were advantages to waking up early at times. One of those being that he got to see Javier come back from his morning run.

[Zᴇᴘʜɪʀ Rɪ́ᴏs Dᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ @ZephirDameron]

@OrderAndMoney It mattered little to Zephir. He only met Senor Suarez once and had been called every slur under the sun.

"Si." He replied, covering his blaster with hid coat. "I'll follow ya, Javi."

[Zᴇᴘʜɪʀ Rɪ́ᴏs Dᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ @ZephirDameron]

Zephir glanced at @OrderAndMoney as he leaned against the private shuttle.

At his hip, his blaster was armed and ready.

"Last chance ta back out, Jefe."

[Zᴇᴘʜɪʀ Rɪ́ᴏs Dᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ @ZephirDameron]

@DammitDameron "Don't tempt me! Been dreamin' of offin' ya since I was born," Zephir snapped, though he tugged his blaster away from his brother and threw it as far down the alleyway as he could. "Did Red say somethin' ta ya? Is that it?"

[Zᴇᴘʜɪʀ Rɪ́ᴏs Dᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ @ZephirDameron]

It was too blunt to be anything other than complete honesty and desperation.

And, despite their differences and strife, they were Damerons.

[Put your location on]