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#[νєяѕє: ѕσℓσѕвσу: ωє ωєяє тσσ ςℓσѕє тσ тнє ѕ т α я ѕ]#fanart#im trash but i love me some good benpoe okay okay#solosboy
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“I’m not Resistance. I’m not a hero. I’m a stormtrooper. Like all of them, I was taken from a family I’ll never know. And raised to do one thing. But my first battle, I made a choice. I wasn’t gonna kill for them. So I ran, right into you. And you looked at me like no one ever had. I was ashamed of what I was. But I’m done with the First Order. I’m never going back. “
FINN - STAR WARS (2015-2019)
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Disney: you’re not allowed to swear in a disney film!
Oscar: fuck off mouse
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cardinal-carvings·:
@starowned
Things had apparently gotten bad while Archex was tucked away on Cerea– healed up from his impulsive confrontation of Phasma as much as ever he’ll be and being dragged (so it felt, at least– he did want to get better) through tasks meant to help with deprogramming him. The revelation of Starkiller Base– the swift destruction of the massive weapon only after it had wiped out an entire system– the followed destruction of the Resistance base and an extreme loss in numbers that followed within mere days later…
When he was pulled off Cerea and filled in on everything that had happened he wondered if they took him back out of a desperation for numbers or if they genuinely believed their attempt at fixing him had worked. Perhaps a sum of both ideas– mixed in with a desperation and hope. He hadn’t even bothered trying to speak up against it when they decided to send him out with one of their own– paired him up and shipped him out on a mission within hours after quickly running through some questions in an attempt to see where his mindset was.
Admittedly it… wasn’t the best. He felt more tired than ever in his life. Lost, broken, confused… like he had no control over his life. Which was… true, in a way. He couldn’t even pretend otherwise. Archex could only ever strive in hopes of finding some semblance of normalcy again. Or… perhaps for the first time in decades at this point.
The ex-stormtrooper Captain had hardly conversed much with Poe on their jump. Keeping to himself, retreating into his thoughts and mulling over the reality of everything. The task set out before them felt so desperate and dangerous… infiltrating a planet the First Order had occupied to try and help those that supported their cause escape to somewhere they could be of help? Foolish. Yet he didn’t speak up against the task. Not until now, as the ship was finally nearing the point where it’d drop out of hyperspace near their targeted planet.
“Do you really think this is the best idea?” Archex hated how soft the question came out– hazel eyes locked on the viewport to watch the stars streak by. It’d been so long since he’d actually spent a moment to admire the effects of hyperspace, “I mean. It’d probably be better if they just lay low instead of risking more people to pull off a fool’s errand.”
Failure. It had not been something that followed the Commander over his many years of service. He had never failed before, not like this, not with the gravity of loss like an anchor. There wasn’t anything more Poe was willing to lose, he would hold onto those he cared about with an almost desperate intensity from this point forward. The Resistance, short lived, deteriorated over the years, war was a cruel mistress---and it seemed all she did was take. Now, one of those that Poe cared about was stranded in a sticky situation on a planet controlled by the Order----of course, it was always the First Order, every time the Commander thought he had a break, however brief, it often came to a crashing halt. The cargo ship isn’t the best Poe had ever flown, but the model was one of the newer ones and for that the pilot was thankful, he’d spent enough time in the pilot’s chair of barely working junk for one lifetime. He’s almost irritated by the silence that rests in the cockpit, it wasn’t like Poe to keep his mouth shut, but there was still an air of unease between him and one of their newer recruits. Poe likes to think of himself as open minded, knows everyone has a history and there are men that served the Empire that now benefit the Resistance directly----it wasn’t much different with those who defected from the Order. Finn, someone he cared about deeply was a Stormtrooper. Maybe it was just the guys attitude. Maybe it was Poe’s. When the question comes it’s barely above the ship’s engine as he thrusts them through hyperspace. BB-8 rolls not far from his chair, a trill of beeps announcing the systems were in order, and if the Commander’s fingers hit the toggle a little too roughly, he hoped the other man wouldn’t comment. “Fools errands can be the best ones---try to be optimistic.” He says in response, irritation in the echo of his voice. “Happy beeps.” The whispered words are dirrected at his droid, and Poe lets out a gruff breath as he pulls them out of their jump. “Just a few parsecs, a quick pick up and it’ll be smooth sailing from there.”
#sometimes context and world building is worth the long replies shhh#Яєρℓιєѕ#[νєяѕє: мαιи]#cardinal-carvings#im so excited for this thread tBH#long post
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That’s how we won.
Episode IX: The Rise of Skywalker
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𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝚄𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙵𝙻𝚈'𝚂 𝚈𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚆 𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙵𝙻𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝙽 𝙱𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝙼𝚄𝙳 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙰 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙰𝙶𝙴. 𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙽𝙾 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙴𝙻𝚂𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶 — & 𝙸 𝚁𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽𝚂. 𝚂𝙾 𝙸 𝙶𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙵𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙵𝚄𝙻𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙰𝚂𝙷, 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝙰𝚂 𝙸𝙽𝙺, 𝙷𝙰𝙼𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙾𝚆, 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙰 𝚂𝙺𝚄𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝙴𝙽𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷 𝚃𝙾 𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙿 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚂𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼𝚂. 𝚈𝙴𝚂, 𝙸 𝙰𝙸𝙼𝙴𝙳 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙲𝚈 — 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙲𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝚄𝙸𝙻𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰 𝙲𝙰𝙶𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃. 𝚂𝙷𝚄𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂. 𝚈𝙴𝚂, 𝙸 𝙶𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙸𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚂 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙴𝚃𝙲𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚈 𝚂𝙻𝙰𝙱 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝙱𝙻𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃, 𝙸 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙶𝙾 𝚃𝙾𝙾 𝙵𝙰𝚁. 𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙸, 𝚃𝙾𝙾, 𝙽𝙴𝙴𝙳𝙴𝙳 𝙰 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝙼𝙴. 𝚂𝙾 𝙸 𝙳𝙸𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝚈 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙴, 𝙿𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙳 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙰 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝙰𝚃, 𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙻 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙵 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝚂𝙸𝙻𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙶𝙾𝙳 - 𝙰𝚆𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝚂𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼 & 𝙸 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝙽𝙴. & 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙷𝚄𝙼𝙰𝙽. — 𝙾.𝚅.
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( * & . 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐊 𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 .
* taken from the maine’s new album you are ok .
SLIP THE NOOSE .
‘ you sent my pain into oblivion . ’
‘ i was on the verge of breaking down . ’
‘ then you came around and not a second too late . ’
‘ i was on the verge of breaking down then you came around . ’
‘ you shook the noose , slipped my head loose , and now that boy is history . ’
‘ you rescued me from myself . ’
‘ i was about to let go till i knew you existed . ’
‘ loneliness is hell and you’re alone . ’
‘ i knew better than to refuse your hand . ’
MY BEST HABIT .
‘ i’m not sorry for myself or any part of me . ’
‘ i am not human , one part anxiety using two parts nativity just to keep sane . ’
‘ i’m a bitter little pill to swallow . ’
‘ i’m a little bit of a let down . ’
‘ my best habit’s letting you down . ’
‘ to you i don’t exist , ain’t what you’re looking for . ’
‘ good thing i don’t exist for you at all anymore . ’
‘ if it’s average you’re after or ordinary , you’ll have to move on . ’
‘ if i’m not me then i am everyone else . ’
‘ if you’re not you , you’re everyone else . ’
NUMB WITHOUT YOU .
‘ you are a panic in the bloodstream . ’
‘ you bring me peace . ’
‘ you kill me for the better . ’
‘ you’re every fucking thing inside me now . ’
‘ you are my glitter and my gloom . ’
‘ i am so numb without you . ’
‘ i won’t leave , i won’t surrender . ’
‘ i’ll wait till the end of time . ’
I FEEL IT ALL OVER .
‘ i feel everything tonight with you . ’
‘ but there’s nothing left to lose when there’s nothing to hide . ’
‘ tonight i feel so make-believe . ’
‘ do you believe what you can’t see ? ’
‘ we’re made up of a thousand scars . ’
‘ go and cry your heart out . ’
‘ this is what it says to do . ’
‘ tomorrow’s gone , tonight is ours . ’
HEAVEN , WE’RE ALREADY THERE .
‘ blessed be the night we’re breathing in . ’
‘ the closest that we’ll get to heaven sent for all of us darling aliens . ’
‘ we will never be this young again . ’
‘ we all will be born again . ’
‘ this is everything you pray for . ’
‘ this is everything i need . ’
‘ life is crazy , don’t forget the seatbelt . ’
‘ shut the goddamn doors . ’
‘ daylight isn’t far away my fiend . ’
‘ everything i love is right here tonight . ’
‘ is what you’re living for worth dying for ? ’
FOREVERMORE .
‘ i never really felt so at home before . ’
‘ i wanna feel this forever even if forever’s just for now . ’
‘ we are here and alive in our corner of time . ’
‘ i never really ever felt so adored before . ’
‘ i never really felt this type of vulnerable . ’
‘ all you have to be is here . ’
TEARS WON’T CRY ( SHINJŪ ) .
‘ dream with both eyes open . ’
‘ save your tears for something worth crying over . ’
‘ save your tears for something worth crying over , don’t waste them on misfortune . ’
‘ baby , they won’t cry today . ’
‘ we’ll borrow happiness just for the night . ’
‘ nothing can hurt you . ’
‘ tell me what you think about me and you . ’
ONE SUNSET .
‘ you wait for me in the rain as i patiently try to pass the time . ’
‘ the day is done , now all i want is to get out . ’
‘ one sunset till i see you . ’
‘ my love , you wait , so long overdue . ’
‘ it’s been two weeks in the rain and it’s hazy in my head . ’
BROKEN PARTS .
‘ it isn’t getting easier . ’
‘ we are shattered everywhere . ’
‘ it isn’t getting easier now , but we’re not beyond repair . ’
‘ we are brittle , beware . ’
‘ us fragile things , falling to pieces . ’
‘ we’re all the same broken fractions and halves of some greater thing . ’
‘ you can’t fall any further . ’
‘ gather yourself up now , just as you were before . ’
‘ we’re all the same broken parts . ’
FLOWERS ON THE GRAVE .
‘ the time you have is sacred , don’t wait around and waste it . ’
‘ everything is temporary , even the sorrow that you carry . ’
‘ so tell me , are you okay ? ’
‘ i’m okay now i’m with you . ’
‘ you don’t plan life , you live it . ’
‘ you don’t take love , you give it . ’
‘ there are flowers on the grave of the child that i used to be . ’
‘ it was summer when you told me that you loved me . ’
‘ everything is temporary . ’
‘ you can’t change what is written . ’
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Oscar Isaac | Rise of Skywalker interview
#honestly we all deserved General Poe with a beard lets be real#thats the tea today#give poe a BEARD#Starboy
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I live in the worst time zone and it’s facts
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I feel
the CONFLICT
in you
ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ᴅɪᴠᴇʀɢᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇɴ sᴏʟᴏ // Kʏʟᴏ Rᴇɴ
Sᴇᴍɪ Sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ
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it’s really a tragedy that i don’t have more ships for poe
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Can I just say that I live for subtle touches….hands swiping against each other, arms grazing, knees press against each other, cheeks brushing, “accidental” thigh swipes. I just love the subtlety behind pushing comfort boundaries while both of yall pretend like you don’t notice. It’s really the simple things in life.
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@solosboy said: "Did you know that I think about you every moment of every single day, Poe Dameron?"
“Every single one?” He parrots back smile radiant in his voice as he cocks his head to the side, ego successfully stroked. “I must be a lucky guy then.” He says, his hands unable to remain idle find their place on his partner’s hips, their shape their constant. His full name was used so that must mean it was serious, that the devotion in Ben Solo’s face was not to be taken lightly, and Poe understood it’s gravity. The soft expression his partner wore suited him far better than all of the darkness that had obscured it for so long. Poe is inclined to kiss the full lips that said his name with the weight of ownership. And if he leans forward to do just that, Poe is at least certain he will not be denied.
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ship with me you cowards
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but he’s a hero, you know. the strong kind, the hold-up-the-sky kind, the too-good-for-this-world kind. he’s a hero, and he doesn’t deserve this.
because he is kind, too-good-for-this-world kind, and i think that’s what makes him a hero. his heart is too big, and he carries it in his hands and i think it’s as heavy as the sky anyway and even if atlas was never a hero, he is.
and he’s a hero, and he doesn’t deserve this, but we all know how this story ends and even if you rip out the last page it doesn’t stop the story from ending.
he’s a hero, he is, and one day it’s going to kill him. because his heart is too big, and he carries it in his hands, and no one can hold up the sky forever.
— heroes are only heroes until it takes its toll // p.s.
#ςнαяαςтєя ѕтυ∂у#oh boy dont get me started on poe's motherfuckin hero complex#i love him your honour#is he toxically always trying to save people???? Giving the worst of the worst the benefit of the doubt??? You know it folks#Poe's got big heart syndrome and that's just Facts
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shinra employee AVALANCHE OPERATIVE spy angry little boy , RIOT against the masters. rise and become A REVOLUTION.
written by sencha: CRED
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