#hoperuled

[lstjedi-a-blog]

@hoperuled x

    ‘  who  are  you ?  ’

[bestdefender-arc-blog]

✍ -hoperuled

⋮ ▽ ⋮ ❛ send me ‘✍’ and i will draw your muse horribly on mspaint. ⟨ ACCEPTING ⟩

[wieldbalance]

      “I’m sorry...” Rey pauses, eyes trained down to her feet. There’s been so little time for talking, their escape hasty, too many people packed into a ship not built to hold so many. It was impossible to avoid touching somebody, and Rey is simply glad to have been able to hide under the floor grates for most of it, pretending something needed fixing even if it didn’t. Now they’re safe—for the moment—though it feels more like a mockery of peace. The eye of a much larger and much more dangerous storm. “I’m sorry I couldn’t—” Rey’s fingers twist together and she looks up at the general, feeling as if she failed her somehow. “I tried, but I couldn’t bring him back.”  —  @hoperuled  /  sc

[ozimoyprizrak-blog]

@hoperuled

“...you.” He’d heard the legends, seen the results of her planning, but to be in the presence of a legend was an experience he’d never planned for. “You’re a long way from home.”

[lastfulcrum-a]

❝It’s your baby I’m carrying…❞

           in correlation with THIS .

         A breath ballooned painfully out of his chest – and, for once in his life, Cassian Andor looked at a loss. He looked out of his element ; like he was treading carefully on broken glass and hot coals. Without really meaning to, he’s diverting his eyes to his hands – much like he would see children ( CHILDREN ! ) do when scolded – studying the lines on his hands as he let the words seep deep into the valleys of his brain ; worrying down on his bottom lip.     No matter how much air he pushed out of his lungs, his chest still felt as if it had an immoveable WEIGHT on it ; his throat felt tight. Something swelling inside of his chest cavity that he didn’t quite understand – that he couldn’t remember truly feeling in his life. And he was STUNNED – there was no other way to put it.   He had never seen himself as a FATHER – he was much to brash. Much too crass and charred around the edges. His morality was gray at best, even with the Empire in ashes in their past ; how was he supposed to raise a child when his own heart was soured?        Tell me what you’re thinking – and, oh – he could hear it in her voice. This was not the Leia Organa he had come to know. This was not demanding. This was not forward or confident. She sounded unsure ; just as lost as he did. Neither of them were prepared for this. He almost felt small — oh, what a STRANGE sensation, as the former Rebellion Captain had never had such a sensation since he was very small.      “I don’t know -” he found himself finally admitting in a quiet tone, as if still not quite believing – not quite comprehending. “I — …. I’ve never thought about having a child ; always knew I would be a TERRIBLE father.” What do you want me to say? perhaps felt easier to ask than telling her what he thought. Because, truthfully, what he thought was that the child would be better off without him.      But would Leia? He was not about to leave her with this on her own, if she wanted him there – “ … I’m not above trying … “ he eventually started again, his voice thin, “I don’t want to disappoint you, or the child, Leia – … but, I also don’t want to leave you to deal with this on your own.”  

                                     PREGNANCY STARTERS | SELECTIVELY ACCEPTING 

[afraidofsurviving--a]

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( Meme | @hoperuled | Accepting ) 

          The lopsided grin Jaina gave her mother was undeniably 100% Han’s, and most of the time it spelled mischief from the little girl, but this time there was nothing more than sheer excitement in her eyes as she ran over to her mom.

          “Mom! Mom! Jasa made Nik fly!” she said, throwing her arms around her mom and pressing a messy kiss to her cheek. “An’ Dad let me play with his tools!”

[rbeljedi]

✘

Send “✘” for your muse to run their fingers along mine’s scars!

Luke looked down at his hand where Leia touched his wrist.  Aside from the strange, uncanny valley look and feel of the artificial hand, which was subtle enough not to be noticed except when in close proximity, the only thing that delineated the artificial hand from the real forearm was the line of false skin, covered over his wrist to give the artificial hand a more seamless appearance.  

“It still feels strange.” He said after a moment, his eyes focused on his hand even as he flexed and curled his fingers.  “It looks a little strange too.  I forget that it’s not real sometimes, until I remember that I’m supposed to feel something with it.  More than just-- tingles and pinpricks.  Itches.” 

[idealwhite]

⊙０⊙

Send me ⊙０⊙ to see a glimpse of a canon character I’ve played/considered playing @hoperuled

“This is amazing! Do humans celebrate like this all the time?” Sorey hadn’t expected the Sacred Blade Festival to be this extravagant. He’d read stories about the Shepherd and his adventures. The city represented human culture at its finest. The explorer couldn’t wait to study it. He was here to see the Sacred Blade, but he wanted to find out what it meant to be human too. To sample all the food from all the lands. To see all the ruins - that was his real dream.

“I can sense the ancient tongue! We’re near one!”

Sorey - Tales of Zestiria

[skilledspy-blog]

       ❛  general organa.  ❜  politeness and respect are equal parts of his countenance, and indeed, he’s never known a better person to be that towards than infamous figure in the history books, though his work has frequently kept him away from the core to ever come across her path. he can’t help be relieved that she survived, regardless. 

         with shoulders curled inwards and chin dipped, he continues,   ❛  i’m captain steve trevor, of the – former new republic intelligence office, sir.   ❜ // @hoperuled / s.c.

[flower-zombie-rob]

Out of the darkness

Following @huffletrax to draw some more hoperul imager after the devastating 15 months

Tried to relate this one to the last scene of that short film

[tammyranae]

With all the bad things going on in the world, we need to never lose sight of the light at the end of the proverbial tunnel. Fear is an excellent motivator but hope kicks fear to the curb every time. That is why hope was the last thing in Pandora's box. #PositivityPassItOn #HopeRules #FearLoses

[bestdefender-arc-blog]

#//me: is this han solo#//annie: tony ghostwrote this#//@leia u have a type

@hoperuled are you telling me that han and tony aren’t like 62% the same person

[craveschallenges-blog]

starter for @hoperuled

“I think ... this is the information you need,” she said, handing the datapad over to the other woman. “If I could get to an Imperial computer I could get you about anything you need. The Emperor hardwired codes into all the systems to make sure that I could get in anywhere.” He didn’t want his personal agents to be locked out. “But I’d have to actually have access to an Imperial computer to get to more information.” 

[jcdireject]

@hoperuled | closed starter

“ i know what it’s like to hope, and to see those hopes fulfilled . . . only to feel all the more empty afterwards. ”

[lastfulcrum-a]

☆   LEIA ORGANA ( ft. @hoperuled ) &&  CASSIAN ANDOR  ☆

breathed so deep i thought i’d DROWN --    it feels better biting down .

[afraidofsurviving--a]

hoperuled replied to your post: hoperuled replied to your post “4, 9, and 16 for...

don’t make me tell u what me and ur dad got up to… still get up to…

You mean like my having to hear you talking about you and Dad playing pirate and clapping him in leg irons? Yeah, I think I’ve heard enough.