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               # 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐒 !    𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴  𝘢𝘳𝘦  𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵  𝘰𝘯  …   ????

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               # 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐒 !    𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴  𝘢𝘳𝘦  𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵  𝘰𝘯  …   ????

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               # 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐒 !    𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴  𝘢𝘳𝘦  𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵  𝘰𝘯  …   ????

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moved to @hopeshreds.

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               # 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐒 !    𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴  𝘢𝘳𝘦  𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵  𝘰𝘯  …   ????

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i’m officially moving things over tomorrow, but i am moving to @hopeshreds.

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i’m having the longest, busiest week lmao but. i think i am going to move to a fresh blog & slim down to my fem muses bc that’s just where my brain space is at these days. maybe this weekend?

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what if i remade my blog

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what if i did this and only kept my fem / nonbinary muses

what if i remade my blog

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what if i remade my blog

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i’m  in  a  ‘ i  hate  my  blog ’  phase.

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 gurrillero​   :   𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐫.

Cassian’s lips curved into a smile, a flash of white teeth like the glint of a knife. “ That’s a lot of questions, I might start to think you’re curious about me, ” this is a game he can easily play, and why not, enjoy it a little. The push and pull, the covert answers, trying to figure out what cards the other held without revealing his own. 

He signaled the bartender droid to order another round of drinks, using the brief distraction to scan the room— a lot of eyes on them, more than a few beings poorly pretending to be minding their own business or playing sabacc, while stealing looks at the pair. Maybe he was talking to the person he was looking for after all.

“ Cassian, ” he said leaning forward, closer, like it was a secret. Harmless enough name, he could probably say ‘Cassian Andor’ and have people blankly stare back at him without an idea of who that was. More than a few people had died to have that name mean nothing. Still, better on the safe side. “ But I don’t know yours, ” the back of a finger brushed the length of their forearm, leaning close as they were, it was barely a flick of the hand. Testing boundaries perhaps, or just playing along, pretending like this was truly only about finding some amusement for the night.

“oh,  you’ll  find  that  i’m  curious  about  a  lot  of  things.”   asha  was  happy  to  engage  with  the  interest,  even  if  there’s  an  edge  of  pushing  theirself  away  from  anything  too  personal  with him.   she  would  flirt,  she  would  even  lay  it  on  heavy,  but  that  did  not  mean  that  she  would  make  it  inherently  easy  for  this  stranger.   not  until  she  had  a  better  idea  of  what  was  actually  dealing  with,  underneath  the  handsome  smile  &  air  of  how  to  play.

cassian,  then.   there’s  no  immediate  recognition  with  the  name,  no  little  title  or  clever  something  attached  to  it,  just  a  few  syllables  &  nothing  more.   interesting.   the  chances  of  him  being  honest  were  low,  as  far  as  they  assumed,  but  not  non-existent.   lips  remained  curled  upward,  their  skin  cool  to  the  touch  against  the  warm  brush  of  his  fingers.  

whoever  he  was,  at  least  he’d  be  fun.

“that  depends  on  who  you’re  looking  for,”  she  offered  an  easy  shrug  of  one  shoulder  as  their  drinks  were  delivered,  picking  up  her  own  to  take  a  small  sip.   they  leaned  in  a  little  closer  ––  wholly  unnecessary  at  this  point,  no  one  was  stupid  enough  to  be  openly  close  enough  to  overhear  them.   “are  you  looking  for  them?  the  phantasm?”   if  they  were  wrong,  &  he  decided  to  make  something  out  of  it,  well...  there  was  a  cantina  full  of  people  who  would  have  been  happy  to  take  care  of  the  problem  for  her,  if  she  decided  she  didn’t  want  to  do  it  herself.

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 lessthantwelve​   :   𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐨.

lando is a good friend and he’s probably right but han just can’t shake it. “he’s too young to be coming out with me and even if he wasn’t, leia wouldn’t want me dragging him all over the galaxy for fun. fun for me, anyway. dunno if it would be any fun for ben. hell, even if chewie was around, we’d just be babysitting, same as at home,” han explained, more to himself than to lando. “leia and me have an agreement. she’s busy, trying to fix what was broken for so long, and i stay home with ben. and it’s fine. i love ben. love spending time with him. but yeah, it sort of feels like that was it. defeating the empire was the big adventure of my life and now it’s just…diapers and trying to be a decent parent without having a clue about what i’m doin,” he confessed. another shot was placed in front of him and he gladly took it, swallowing it down. he gave lando a grin before his friend could argue and quickly continued.

“don’t get me wrong, most days it’s fine. i’m not bad at it. i’m just…not that great. i mean, i bought him a toy blaster and leia was mad, you know? because it’s violent. he’s just a kid, i didn’t even think about that. pretty sure when i was his age, i was playing with the real thing,” he said. “i don’t know about being a dad. mine was…well. not the kind of dad i wanna be. leia told me i’d get the hang of it, when ben was born. like it would just come to me. and maybe it has, but it’s coming to me wrong. if i had my way, i’d take him out on the falcon, go on some sort of adventure together. ask leia and she’d say he’s still way too young for that, going off planet. potentially getting shot at. not that there is a good time to get shot at but you know, i’m always getting into trouble. she doesn’t want ben to be part of that, not yet. maybe never. i can’t blame her.” another shot.

“i just feel like maybe i should have gotten a dog or something first, you know? made sure i can be trusted to look after some other living thing. leia loves me and i’m pretty sure that while she’s aware of all my flaws, she’s hoping i’ll grow passed ‘em. i don’t know how to tell her i’m pretty sure this is all i’ve got to offer.” some people just were who they were and they couldn’t become someone else. how long until leia figured that out and realized she didn’t want a life with someone like that? they’d fallen in love during a war but that war was over now. it was just the two of them, the child they’d created, and the daunting future, uncertain and unplanned. usually han preferred things that way - freedom. nothing tying him down. but that was all different now. he had a wife, a kid, a house. he had a home and he couldn’t just abandon that because he was feeling claustrophobic. “anyway. we don’t gotta talk about that. supposed to be here to have fun.”

it’s  not  like  han  solo  was  the  kind  of  man  who  lando  would  have  ever  accused  of  sitting  in  silence.   no,  he  had  told  his  best  friend  to  shut  the  kriff  up  more  times  than  he  could  count,  the  same  undoubtedly  thrown  back  his  way.   most  of  the  time,  he  wouldn’t  have  had  a  problem  with  interjecting  himself  into  one  of  his  rants.   shit,  most  of  the  time  it  would  have  been  warranted.   but  this  definitely  did  not  feel  like  one  of  those  moments  where  it  was  appropriate  to  do  so.   lando  didn’t  know  much  about  fatherhood,  besides  the  fact  that  he  did  want  to  have  children  of  his  own  one  day,  though  his  flirtatious  &  noncommittal  ways  were  not  necessarily  representative  of  that  desire.   from  han,  of  course,  he  knew  that  it  was  not  quite  as  simple  or  fantastical  as  he  would  have  hoped  for  such  a  thing.   he’d  always  heard  that  parenthood  was  hard.   it  wasn’t  necessarily  that  he  hadn’t  believed  it  when  he’d  heard  it  before,  but  he  didn’t  have  the  context  to  entirely  understand  the  complexities  of  it  all.   being  smooth  with  words  was  something  that  he’d  always  been  talented  at,  but  this  was  one  of  the  rare  moments  where  lando  did  not  know  exactly  what  to  say.   maybe  there  wasn’t  anything.   drinking  probably  wouldn’t  fix  it,  either,  but  at  least  it’d  probably  keep  him  from  shutting  down  entirely  &  maybe  offer  a  bit  of  distraction  or  relaxation.   he  would  do  what  he  could,  even  if  it  didn’t  seem  like  much.

“so  you  don’t  agree  on  a  toy  blaster.   that’s  not  the  end  of  the  world,  pal.   doesn’t  make  you  any  less  of  a  parent  for  having  a  different  opinion  on  it.   i  mean,  come  on,  han.   you  know  that  i  had  good  parents.   had  to,  to  turn  out  like  this,”  he  offered  a  lighthearted  pause  in  his  words,  but  it  was  true.   his  parents  had  been  kind  &  supportive,  but  he  had  gone  running off  on  his  own  path  that  was,  well,  maybe  less  than  acceptable  by  most  people’s  standards.   “they wouldn’t  have  given  a  kriff  about  something  like  that.”   he  doesn’t  know  if  it’s  helpful,  or  if  han  even  cared  for  that  kind  of  perspective  on  the  matter.   it  seemed  like  he  had  already  settled  on  judging  himself.   “you  give  a  shit  &  love  the  kid.   that  means  you’re  doing  something  right  by  default.   it’s  not  about  learning  to  become  perfect.   if  it  was,  even  leia’d  be  screwed  on  the  matter.” 

it  was  no  surprise  that  despite  han’s  relative  ease  with  opening  up  for  a  vent,  he  didn’t  want  to  linger  on  the  topic  for  any  longer  than  that.   enough  to  get  it  out  of  his  system,  the  immediate  frustration  of   it  at  least,  but  not  enough  to  really  do  anything  to  change  the  way  that  he  was  feeling.   “well,  you’re  not  going  to  be  much  fun  if  you’ve  got  this  on  your  mind,  so  you  might  as  well  get  it  out.”

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 graunblida​   :   𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚.

          limbs wavered ever so slightly as they continued to hold up her body and prevent her from collapsing. nails dug against the cold, hard floor, now chipped and bloodied. her chest heaved, and lexa found herself struggling to maintain steady airflow. smoke lines could still be seen rising from the ripped and tattered patches of her clothing. the knight had promised pain and SUFFERING would befall her should she not cooperate and made good on their word. the warrior had a high threshold for discomfort, agony even, but the strength of force users was otherworldly, and lexa was not invincible nor impervious to her enemies’ power. she had no intention of giving the first order anything, no matter how unbearable her circumstances. after she was marched into the star destroyer, it seemed highly unlikely the resistance would be able to pinpoint her whereabouts. even if they could track her, a rescue mission would put everyone at risk. she was going to die here. head slowly rose, heavy from the beatings and exhaustion. black oozed down from her nose and mouth, a collection pooling underneath her. eyes were dark and filled with rage, because even now, she REFUSED to show fear towards her adversary. “ the only wasted potential i see…is yours. ” her words come out garbled as her mouth is thick with blood. “ the universe gave you this gift…and all you do is hurt others. there is nothing honorable in that. ”

everyone  had  their  breaking  point.   echo  was  well  familiar  with  that,  it  had  happened  to  them,  there  was  a  reason  that  they  were  here.   the  body  &  mind  could  only  handle  so  much.   it  would  take  time  to  get  lexa  to  that  same  point,  but  she  was  patience,  &  those  above  her  were  pleased  with  the  fact  that  they  had  captured  the  little  jedi,  brought  her  in  to  see  that  they  were  capable  of  squeezing  every  ounce  of  information  out  of  her.   it  was  not  clear  precisely  how  much  she  might  have  known  about  what  was  going  on  with  the  resistance,  but  they  knew  that  she  knew  more  than  she  was  letting  on.   that,  of  course,  was  obvious.   the  knight  of  ren  stood  still  above  her,  peering  down  at  the  black  blood  that  oozed  from  her  words,  their  gaze  unwavering.   a  sigh  parted  their  lips,  setting  down  the  electroblade  on  the  table.   she  took  a  seat  for  herself,  one  leg  draping  over  the  other  as  they  leaned  back  in  their  seat.   “i  imagine  that  your  view  from  down  there  is  rather  tilted,”  they  remarked  with  a  slight  quirk  of  their  brow.   taking  her  time  was  necessary.   perhaps  it  would  lead  to  some  more  private  answers  about  why  the  air  between  them  felt  so  different.   “then  again,  i  imagine  that  it’s  always  been  skewed.   you  have  only  an  inkling  of  reality,  lexa,  don’t  let  your  confidence  delude  you.   but  i’m  curious  what  that  perspective  is.”

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 hisfailure​   :   𝐨𝐛𝐢-𝐰𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐢.

obi - wan   searches   their   features  ,    but   he   does   not   find   evidence   of   falsehood   there.      nothing   is   certain   right   now  ,    but   her   shock   seems   genuine.        “      the   kaminoans   had   no   clear   reason   to   lie.      ”        the   words   are   quiet  ,    gentle.        “      but   that   does   not   mean   that   someone   didn’t   use   his   name  ,    perhaps   after   his   death.      i   believe   he   was   lost   before   the   army   was   commissioned.      ”

admittedly,  their  memory  in  the  immediate  aftermath  of  her  master’s  death  was  not  as  clear  as  it  should  have  been.   echo  had  been  good  at  keeping  it  together  on  the  surface,  but  there  had  been  much  grief  inside  of  her.   “it’s  hard  to  imagine  why  they  would  have  chosen  him.”   their  eyes  shut  for a  moment,  pinching  the  bridge  of  their  nose.   “he  had  fallen  out  with  the  council  already.   perhaps  that  made  him  an  easy  scapegoat.”

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 portectorisms​   :   𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞.

     There’s a part of him that wants to continue the questioning but he knows better. He’s here for one reason and the faster it gets taken care of, the faster he’s able to head back and be with the people he cared about, the people he wanted to make sure were safe. Still, Echo was someone he hadn’t felt when he first arrived. The Force hadn’t given him their signature and he’s trying to find it, even now, to make note of it. He does not wish to be surprised again. Though, her words catch him off guard and he swallows. Head shaking a little just then. No, he doesn’t need proof to believe her. He knows a Force user when he sees one but their conversation had seemed different. The way they spoke had made it feel as if they didn’t trust their own instincts. As if their leader had gotten to them and they were above all. Even being in the Resistance, Bellamy trusted his connection to the Force.

     Their words bring a raise to his eyebrow just then. Had she known this planet? Been here before? Scouted it out recently? He’s curious because even he hadn’t known about the caving systems. “Yeah, alright.” He nods, putting trust in them because he saw no other reason to not trust them. A breath and he starts to walk, looking back at them and how he wished he had a ship. This trek would’ve been far easier if they could fly. Hell, even just putting the ship out in space for the night’s rest would be easier and possibly safer than being on the surface here. “Mind if I ask what you’re here for?” He’s trying to keep the conversation light but still get to know pieces of her. They’re beautiful and be lying if he said he wasn’t attracted to her. A part of him hoped they’d get past the bridge that others built for them. Sith and Jedi. Mortal enemies who had different morals. Why must war always be the one thing on the horizon? “I’ll answer the same question once you do.”

echo  had  done  their  research  on  the  planet  &  its  rather  dangerous  terrain  to  ensure  that  they  would  be  fine  on  their  own,  prepared  themselves  for  all  possibilities...   of  course,  the  possibility  of  her  path  crossing  with  him  again  was  not  one  that  she  had  any  kind  of  preparation  for.   it  did  not  change  the  reason  why  they  were  here,  or  what  they  intended  to  accomplish  regardless  of  his  presence.   they  would  still  get  what  they  wanted.   bellamy  would  not  get  in  the  way  of  that.   a  deep  breath  drew  in  through  their  nose,  still  her  mission  in  her  mind  once  more  as  she  stood  a  little  taller.   they  were  supposed  to  be  finding  something,  which  at  least  should  have  appeared  relatively  harmless  from  his  perspective,  if  what  they  assumed  about  him  was  true.   if  not,  well,  the  knight  of  ren  would  not  shy  away  from  a  fight.

“yes,  i  do.”   echo  answered  shortly.   there  was  a  long  moment  in  which  it  seemed  as  though  they  were  going  to  offer  him  no  more  information  on  the  matter.   “it’s  nothing  that  you  need  to  concern  yourself  with,  jedi.   i  don’t  intend  on  killing  anyone  here,  except  perhaps  some  of  the  more  aggressive  wildlife.”   she  did  not  doubt  that  there  would  be  any  shortage  of  that  available.   they  were  surprised  when  he  turned  the  question  back  around  onto  her,  looking  over  at  him  with  a  smooth  brow  arched  up.   what  did  he  think  of  them?   “no,  i  don’t,”  they  answered  honestly.   “that’s  the  difference  between  the  jedi  &  someone  like  me.   i’m  not  so  self-absorbed  in  my  view  of  the  force.”   it  was  an  assumption  about  him,  but  one  that  they  did  not  feel  any  shame  in  holding.   it  just  made  sense  to  her,  no  matter  what  he  might  have  claimed.

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𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐚.