#how to get jannah easily

[a-journey-to-true-self]

A Ticket To Jannah (Paradise)

Narrated Anas bin Malik (RA): “Once Muadh was along with Allahs Apostle ﷺ as a companion rider. Allahs Apostle ﷺ said, “O Muadh bin Jabal.” Muadh replied, “Labbaik and Sadaik. O Allahs Apostle! ﷺ ” Again the Prophet ﷺ said, “O Muadh!” Muadh said thrice, “Labbaik and Sadaik, O Allahs Apostle! ﷺ ” Allahs Apostle ﷺ said, “There is none who testifies sincerely that none has the right to be worshipped…

[9amartt]

A thing i’ve noticed lately is how common “depression” has become, to the point that it became a topic seriously discussed in masaajid and schools, and visiting therapists became extremely common too -all of this is good to an extent-. What is concerning is how the generation before us was completely against the idea of anything called “mental illness” or “mental health” in general, causing this generation now to be extremely thirsty for these terms and therefore use them for everything.

Anyone who has been raised in a secular (especially western) system knows very well how much this mindset has been fed to us and to our children, the way they managed to make us like glass, -weak and easily scattered- and the way they made every single form of self improvement “low self esteem” or “toxic” to the point where everyone uses their life obstacles as excuses to not do their best in their affairs.

We do not disregard the effects of bad mental health at all, especially as muslims we believe in physical mental and soul ailments, however for this to be used as an excuse to abandon action… that is where we draw the line.

Never tie your action to your mood, act according to your goal, is your goal jannah? Strive for it when depressed and when scared and when sick and when happy and when grieving… always.

You are not here to be depressed, leave depression for those who do not know their lord. Those are rightfully depressed, you are not.

You have a lord you can speak to in the night.. but who will sacrifice his sleep to talk with Allah!!? This is the issue..

Allah is our lord and they have no lord.

You have Allah with you, we all have problems, from the beginning of the call to islam to now no one was free from grief, not even the dearest person to Allah- muhammad ﷺ- He tested every type of pain to be an example for us.

He tasted loss of parents,

And not just that but he knew they died upon other than islam.

He tasted loss of children.

He lost his beloved wife.

He lost his uncle and had to forgive his killer.

He was dragged and hit and mocked belittled and belied.

He was forsaken by his people.

He was betrayed.

He was lied to.

His honour -that of Aisha- was slandered and still is to this day.

His illnesses were not like those we experience, but much more severe.

…..

All of this and he is the dearest to Allah!

Read the lives of the sahaba and the righteous, you will notice a clear pattern, the closer one is to Allah and the dearer he is to Him, the more tested. And many will say “oh I am not being tested at all my life is easy” aren’t you struggling with your mental health? Isn’t that a test?

Aren’t all these blessings a test too?

Isn’t your comfort a test as well?

Worship is not easy, that is why the one who struggles in worship gets rewarded more than those who don’t, so stand up, leave your misery there where you were sat, read a few pages of the quran for Baraka, and go ahead with that which you have been procrastinating.

And do not expect it to be easy, many of the salaf would say: “ I forced myself to do worship for TWENTY years! After twenty years it became easy”

So do not expect quick results, expect to fall and slip, this is what we all do, what matters is that you stand up after you fall.

And abandon that cursed social media which has become a drug we all consume, if you really need to keep posting or really need to stay active, then do so in a browser and not the app, it usually is less practical and less addicting there.

May Allah guide you and us and safeguard you and us from the plots of the evils of mankind and jinn.

[lightup0nlight]

Our circumstances change. But Allah remains Al-Mujeeb. To illustrate, ponder on the lives of the following two Prophets:

Prophet Adam ‘alayhis-salaam lived in Jannah and had absolutely everything, in pure happiness and tranquillity. So imagine if a person, who experienced all these immense blessings, was suddenly stripped away of everything — all those extraordinary ease and blissful peace — how would he react? He could easily fall into despair and lose all hope.

Iblis himself despaired, but Prophet Adam didn’t. As soon as he slipped, Prophet Adam immediately turned to Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala:

🌺 ❛Then Adam received words from his Rabb, and his Rabb pardoned him…❜ 【Surah al-Baqarah 2:37】

And those words were:

🌺 ❛Our Rabb! We have wronged ourselves. If You forgive us not, and bestow not upon us Your Mercy, we shall certainly be of the losers.❜ 【Surah al-A’raf 7:23】

Sometimes the immense regret of our sins make us believe that our tawbah and du’a have no worth in the Sight of Allah. We start to think: Why would Allah forgive me, when I have done this, and I have done that… What good is my du’a at this point?

But Prophet Adam didn’t let his guilt make him feel despair from turning back and call upon Allah. This is the first lesson.

The second lesson is from the story of Prophet Ibrahim, who while raising the foundation of the Ka’bah with Prophet Isma’il ‘alayhumas-salam, made this du’a:

🌺 ❛Our Rabb! Send amongst them (i.e. Prophet Ibrahim’s descendants) a Messenger of their own…❜ 【Surah al-Baqarah 2:129】

Allah answered that du’a with the arrival of Rasulullah salla Allahu alayhi wa sallam, even though Prophet Ibrahim did not actually live to see it.

When we don’t see the answer to our du’a within the time span that we want, we begin to despair. And what further spurs our impatience is that we start thinking: “I have done this and that… I have worshipped all this year, and this is what I get?” This is a prideful, sinful implication.

Know that the timespan did not matter to Prophet Ibrahim, so much so that he never saw the response of his du’a in his lifetime. But just like how Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala accepted the du’a of Prophet Adam, Allah accepted the du’a of Prophet Ibrahim, and see just how much barakah came out from that du’a – the arrival of Rasulullah ﷺ.

Both Prophets endured different challenges, and so will us.

Our circumstances will always change. We ourselves change. From a moment of weakness and disobedience, to a moment of taqwa and obedience, and to the next. We change, but Allah does not. He subhanahu wa ta’ala remains Al-Mujeeb, the One Who Responds. So seek Him in all matters in life, for He will respond to our du’a in a way that He Himself knows what is best and when is best for all of us.

Your sister in Deen, Aida Msr ©

[redrascal1]

Disney, #metoo and its toxic partnership

Anyone remember the days when Disney and the Star Wars saga were about entertainment?

They made some of the best films on celluloid. The Skywalker Saga was a terrific space opera, and totally unique as it blended sci fi with epic fantasy. It featured refreshingly flawed but immensely likeable heroes and a tragic villain that is still memorable decades later.

Disney meanwhile, were responsible for some of the finest animated films ever made - the original Beauty and the Beast was Oscar nominated.

Far forward to the 21st century, and what have we got?

#metoo.

When they were created, the #metoo movement was admirable. They were there to protect vulnerable young women from reptiles like Harvey Weinstein, and I was 100% behind them.

Then I lost all my respect for them with a comment they made after Johnny Depp’s court victory against his sociopathic abusive ex wife.

‘This is a bad day for women.’

Excuse me? That was a bad day for abusers - not women. Men can, and often have been, abused by their female partners. In the news in the UK recently, there was a terrible story of a young man murdered by his partner because he was too ashamed of telling the police she was repeatedly assaulting him. I’ve read other stories, including one young man whose partner enjoyed pouring boiling water over him in the bath, and repeatedly beat him with a glass ashtray.  Depp’s victory has actually inspired other victims of female abusers to come forward. Women as well as men. 

But, back to DLF.

#metoo are having a strong influence on them. Apparently they were ‘consulted’ when making the live action The Little Mermaid. It seems Disney are now asking for #metoo’s approval when writing romantic scenes, hence the changed lyrics to Kiss the Girl - a sweet romantic song whose original lyrics #metoo apparently found ‘offensive’ to females. 

The problem with #metoo is they are fast ceasing to be a movement designed to protect women from sexual predators and abusers....and are unfortunately becoming an organisation which dislikes men.

Look no further than TROS.

When we first meet Rey in TFA, she was an immensely likeable person. And she was flawed. To a degree, yes she was overpowered...but back then, it could be explained. Her winning the mental duel with Kylo in the interrogation scene could easily have been explained by him being completely taken by surprise that she was Force sensitive. When they fought in the forest he was weakened both by the emotional blowback of killing his father and his serious wound at the hands of Chewie - and further weakened by blood loss during his brief fight with Finn. Rey’s skills as a mechanic were possibly the most credible part of her ‘talents’...she had spent fifteen years as a scavenger on Jakku and therefore had learned to know spaceships inside and out in order to survive.

Then we get TLJ, and the film which truly explores the ‘duality’ between Rey and Kylo.

Rian’s wonderful film  set up a fascinating relationship between them, but most of all, he showed them as equals. This is hammered home when the lightsabre split, torn in half by the power of two immensely strong Force sensitives. He also showed how Kylo had become weakened by killing his father and how it had caused him to lose, in that clever scene where Snoke berates him. And look what happened when Snoke, an ancient FS with decades of experience, tortured Rey - he broke her defences down in seconds. Even Kylo had to trick him to defeat him.

And then...we get TROS.

Rey was no longer ‘Rey’, she was Jedi dogma made flesh. Aloof, untouchable, god like - as emphasised by her virginal white costume based on the young, virginal Leia’s costume in ANH. No man could touch her, as apparently Rey having a boyfriend somehow ‘tainted’ her purity, her sanctity of female empowerment. Hence Ben dying, and Jannah and Zorri introduced as future love interests for Finn and Poe (don’t get me started on Rose, please, still fuming about that.)

And she was of course, to quote Wolverine, ‘the best there was at what she did.’

Difference is Wolverine was a professional soldier with decades of experience. Rey was a Jedi padawan who had had one year’s training at the hands of Leia, herself only half trained. Yet somehow she is a better pilot than Poe - who’d been flying since he was a kid - a better fighter than Finn, who’d been taught to fight from as soon as he could walk, and a Jedi not only superior to Ben but to Luke, Yoda - centuries of experience - and even Anakin, the Chosen One.

Because neither Luke, Anakin or even Yoda....could destroy Palpatine alone. Yet Rey did by simply crossing her two lightsabres. People argue that Rey actually ‘died’ then, but as fans rightly pointed out...she didn’t ‘fade into the Force’. So DLF ‘retconned’ this by pointing out she ‘wasn’t really dead’. Yeah, right.

And also...Force healing was never ‘canon’ in the SW cinematic universe and rightly so, because if it had Anakin could have saved Shmi and Padme, and never would have become Darth Vader. Adding Force healing threw the entire SWU ‘out of sync’ ....especially as the only person who could wield it without dying was a Palpatine.

Nope...Rey was so magnificent because she’s female. And this is the real tragedy of #metoo and its influence on DLF - they are no longer promoting an agenda that women are men’s equals but that we are their superiors. They even hammered this home with cutting Adam’s scenes in TROS and reducing Finn and Poe to little more than comic relief.

And I’m sorry, but that is poisonous. You don’t become what you hate or there’s little purpose in fighting hate in the first place. Not just Rey, but Daisy herself is a prime example of how #metoo has started having a negative influence on entertainment. She enthused over Rey’s relationship with Kylo during promotion for TLJ, admired reylo art post TROS - and then suddenly it’s ‘I can’t get behind the relationship’ and ‘Rey doesn’t need a boyfriend’ pre TROS.

And what happened pre TROS? #metoo happened.

I’m absolutely sure their influence is what caused Daisy to change her attitude to ‘reylo’ after discovering that they had a major influence on the making of TLM, live action. They have become a powerful movement in Hollywood. Their influence is popping up in popular entertainment everywhere, but it’s particularly strong with DLF. And I’m sorry, but I dislike hatred of men as much as I dislike hatred of women. People were meant to be equal. What #metoo is preaching is toxic, as is their relationship with DLF. It helped destroy the Skywalker Saga. I never thought I’d agree with a poster on the JCF, but one individual was spot on when he said it was ‘wrong to destroy story to promote an agenda.’

Because that is exactly what DLF’s partnership with the #metoo movement is doing - destroying everything they touch. The Little Mermaid has been a huge box office fail in the US. DLF need to seriously rethink their future projects. 

Most of all, they need to rethink how they are going to move forward with SW post TROS. And this new Rey movie. Because so far nothing they are hinting at with the latter seems to show any sign of them changing their tune.

Stick to entertaining people, Disney. Not promoting a radical movement’s agenda.

[taxfraudhousewife]

toga what would you do if you were me

all those big glorious ideas

was there ever room for a stupid crush

i keep asking men who can’t or won’t answer

i think it’s easier

can’t tell anyone if you’re dead

or ignoring me

but seriozna how could you tell so many stories and never mention

a girlfriend a boyfriend a shemale

no one

maybe im just used to everyone else im related to always becoming a thing and then breaking up etc.

i theorized you’re gay

idk maybe that’s dumb

i don’t have any reason to think that other than you respect women

i just wonder

you talked all this talk about

i should know my worth and not let anyone pressure me especially boys

especially chinese boys

idk it just made me wonder if your arms had room for all that hullabaloo

you would probably tell me to tell him

i think you’d like him

wouldn’t like his politics i don’t think

he thinks it’s good that south america got colonized cause of christianity

i wonder if that would be a deal breaker for you

how deep the socialism runs

i thought the socialism was in my bones

but he makes my brain go error 404 i don’t want reproductive rights

anyway if your religion is real you should tell me what to do

i’ll listen you know i always listen to you

if you care enough at least

that’s not supposed to be passive aggressive

i just mean i know you had a lot going on

and if you’re in jannah you definitely have a lot of shit going on and you’re still probably frazzled and processing the fact that your soul left your fucking body

i assume that would take a lot of time to wrap your head around

but if you have time

you should make a rainbow or some gay shit idk

make it snow or i wouldn’t complain if you harassed me in a dream

it’s been a while

anyway

hope youre doing good

i hope your religion is real or at least a religion in general

kinda hope you’re too busy and don’t have time for me still

even tho i have a million bajillion questions half of them are politics and half of them are just dumb but important to hear your thoughts on

i hope you’re busy going on a percy jackson quest to do a heaven intifada

i think only you could turn olympus horizontal

like i imagine you just picking up a mountain and laying it sideways

i think politically you could’ve done that

i’ve been secretly hoping that if religion is real you’re like

doing some jihadi shit

idk what

idk how hierarchical an afterlife would have to be to cause you to go on a percy jackson quest

it’s just really hard to imagine you accepting anything as fair

even if it’s unfair for one unholy mythological monster from the bible

idk the tea with your religion but even that sounds like you’d have so many qualms with it

are there actually seventy two virgins i think you’d unionize them

like is god a dictator are you gonna do a coup

you’d be passing all these woke laws about not torturing people in hell

citing all these international laws like it actually matters

it won’t matter to all the lil demons and cherubs and probably not to god

but it’ll matter to you cause it’ll matter to all the little pedophiles getting tortured

can’t imagine you letting the pedophiles get out so easily tho

that would be crazy if god was a dictator and you did a coup

would you become god then make everyone else god too and then it’s like

superpowers communism

wish i could ask you what you’d do if your religion is real and you had to do a heaven coup

what’s the strategy for that

i just know you’d have the best answer

anyway

shit

i’m gonna go to bed now

bye

[little-known0]

❓In What State will I be?❓

by Asma bint Shameem

Today I share with you, what runs through my head

This is what I so often think as I lay here on my bed

What would I be doing and in what state will I be....

That day when Malak ul-Maut will approach me?

For surely he will knock on my door, oh so suddenly

My choice of place or time, it's not going to be

On the day that I meet him, what will I do?

There's no hiding that day, no one to run to

What will be my response to him? O What will I say?

I didn't prepare for this....please come back another day?!

Please go back...go back. I'm just not ready yet!

Just a few more minutes...seconds... any time that I can get!

I would want to say goodbye but he wouldn't let me

I would want another chance but that surely couldn't be

When he will come for me, I wonder, will I be in heedlessness

Worrying little of the hereafter, in my state of carelessness

Or would I be the one who loves and lives upon the Sunnah?

Would the last words on my tongue be la illaaha illAllaah?

Would my kafan be made of silk, being sent from Heaven above?

Would it be so soft, so fragrant, wrapping my soul with love?

Or would it be so rough, so ugly, made of fire from Hell

A wrath, a torment from my Lord, full of nasty smell?

And what would happen when they bury me, six feet underground

When they lay me on my bed of dust, with no one else around

So scared and alone....the thought keeps haunting me

In what state will I be....when the angels will question me?

Will I be able to answer them....the questions they will ask

It seems so easy now....but what a lofty task!

Will I be scared to see them, will they be of horror to me?

Will I be able to bear them, when they sit in front of me?

Will I be able to give them those answers so easily?

Or will I stumble and stagger....not knowing, confusedly?

Will I stutter and stammer just like a hypocrite would?

Or would I be able to respond to them just as a Mu'min should?

Will my grave be a piece of Jannah, green and open wide...

with Mercy from my Lord so Kind, my good deeds on my side?

Will I rest in my grave ever so peacefully?

Or will my grave be a wretched place of torture for me?

I pray my grave is not a bed...of torment and agony

I hope so earnestly that my Rabb will forgive me

And when everyone will be raised with the rest of humanity

In what state will I be.....when my Lord will resurrect me?

Will I be pleased to see my Rabb? Will I be eager to greet Him?

But more importantly will HE be pleased with me, the Day I meet Him?

Will my face be dark with sin that day or will it be shining white?

Will my scale of deeds weigh heavy for me....would it be feather light?

O where will I run then ...where will I hide? This is what scares me!

In what state will I be....when the book of deeds is handed to me?

Will it be given in my left hand or I will hold it in my right?

Will I be guided firm on the Siraat; my Imaan so big, so bright?

Will I be among the wretched or will Allaah be pleased with me?

In what state will I be...when I stand in front of the Almighty?

I shudder and I tremble when I think of that Great Day

When I ask myself..."Am I ready to meet my Lord today?"

I cry as I lay here....thinking. I shed my wretched tears

Please forgive me O Allaah, how I wasted all those years

I sinned all my life Yaa Rabbi, Oh how I forsook you

Unless you forgive me O Allah, how can I meet you?!

My sins are so heavy, I can hardly bear the weight

But I'm hoping for your Mercy, don't leave me to my fate

For how long will I live? I don't know when I'll die

But like the prophet said I should expect it so close by

Let me stop this way of life; let me snap out of this trance

Let me turn my life around now that I have this perfect chance

'Cos today I am closer to my Lord than I was yesterday

Did it ever occur to me that today could be my LAST DAY?

[fallowfinality]

(Here we go.)

Mozenrath/Jasmine

Mozenrath is absolutely vexed by this. He has no idea how he got here. This relationship is primarily defined by Mozenrath's crimes against Agrabah, and the ever-present chance that the relationship will fall apart under the weight of those crimes. Mozenrath has a habit of turning passive in the hope that he won't be the one to cause any problems: but this only confuses and aggravates Jasmine further. Still, if the chemistry wasn't there, the relationship wouldn't exist: and the chemistry's undeniable.

Mozenrath/Esmeralda

This one takes two paragraphs. Assuming Mozenrath and Esmeralda meet immediately after the events of Two to Tangle, most of their dynamic rests on Mozenrath being genuinely obsessive and eager to please. He doesn't overstep boundaries, and they don't have the same bad history he shares with Jasmine, but he knows just how lucky he is. In practice, however, he still sees himself as inept with women: and assuming he's doomed tends to keep him from getting any better.

But, of course, Esmeralda's story takes place in Paris, during the year 1482. Mozenrath is in some unknown corner of southwestern Asia or northern Africa during the 9th or 10th century. They're easily 600 years apart. So you could also think of Mozenrath as a revenant, animated by the twisted sense of hope the gauntlet gave him: haunting whoever is wherever the gauntlet ends up, because his pride won't let him die and the gauntlet won't take its hope back until he finds someone else to share it with.

Mozenrath/Aladdin

Is this a platonic ship? Is it familial? Is it romantic? Should it exist at all? Ask one blog, get three opinions.

First: are Mozenrath and Aladdin brothers? We don't have any evidence in canon material for this. I personally haven't seen any sources for the rumor that they were intended to be, but then, I haven't dug very deep. The more interesting question, in my opinion, is 'should they be brothers?' And that's something I'll revisit when I talk about Jannah.

Second: Aladdin has a life. Aladdin has a life he loves, a woman he loves, lifelong friendships guaranteed. Mozenrath would be dead weight, holding Aladdin back, and Mozenrath knows this. Pride and self-loathing aren't just opposites: they very often exist at once in the same person. Mozenrath wants better for himself, and he'll commit all manner of atrocities to make himself king of the world, but what would be most despicable to him is to rely on someone as happy as Aladdin to help him get there.

Third: Mozenrath isn't in full control of himself. Nobody is, really, but Mozenrath is keenly aware of just how desperately he wants Aladdin. How long can you go thirsty before you start drinking sea-water? How long can you go hungry before you start eyeing your fellow men? Aladdin is the color of honey. His eyes are nabidh. There is absolutely no question why Aladdin lives a sweeter life than he does. If Mozenrath is not capable of love, then he'll find out when Aladdin entertains his attention, and the instinct in its place is to devour and replace him.

Mozenrath/Sadira

Here's one I haven't explored much. Sadira blogs tend to go inactive, unfortunately. To Mozenrath, Sadira is a half-hearted imitation. It's an insult to call her a sorceress: not just because she has Aladdin and his friends to fall back on, but because she has the same luck as the rest of them.

Make no mistake: even if Mozenrath never lived on the street, he was abused and neglected to the point of lunacy. He was cloistered, like Jasmine, but at least Jasmine has her mind. So to him, it would seem founded to call Sadira 'privileged.'

But she pays attention to him. She's not a career sorceress, which means he can impress her. Which means he could scare her, or protect her. Once Sadira's in his parlor, she's as good as his.

Mozenrath/Midha

Midha's a human rogue from the World of Warcraft universe. The important things to know about her: she's from a T for Teen game, she's potentially useful, and she'll listen to anything he rambles on about.

This is one of his 'flings,' in the event it becomes more than a business relationship. What Mozenrath doesn't realize about her is that one can be calculating without explaining their plans.

And kind as she may be, Midha is an assassin. She is, by necessity and natural talent, plotting against almost everyone. He's just lucky she hasn't gotten around to acting on her plan for him.

Mozenrath/Khesonix

Here's the most recent fling. Mozenrath takes a deal that's more than fair: he can exhaust as many lives as he likes, so long as he replenishes the number in kind.

The flamewakers, the creatures he summoned, are warriors. Bred and power-fed to burn away competition as soon as they can slither. They don't do subtlety. They're not even particularly attracted to him.

And this is, finally, a dynamic Mozenrath understands. He wants love, but being useful will do. He wants human companionship, but the brutal, burning reality is that this is probably what he deserves. These are the arms he can rely on to hold him: especially if they're holding him down.

Mozenrath/Jannah

We don't choose our family, and this is how we know.

Notice how almost all Mozenrath's relationships are romantic? Notice how desire is a pre-requisite? He knows why Jasmine, or Sadira, or Khesonix might want him. But he can't understand Jannah.

Wouldn't a baby ruin your life, he wonders? Weren't you, deep down, relieved when I was taken? Or are you so prideful? Motherhood is pride. Family is pride. We're only here to get what we want, mother, and what is it you want?

It would be easier, he thinks, if she didn't recognize him. She could ride right by. And now that he's burdened with the knowledge that they're family: his only reward is that he knows one way she doesn't want him.

Mozenrath/Neltharion/Vigos

He'd expected to die, and then that was taken from him too.

What should he feel, when the timeline of his life is unceremoniously cut and joined with what feels like a parody? He can get everything he wants-- but he can't possibly have so much. He lives in a world he shouldn't have come to be in. A world this perfect would never produce Mozenrath.

And forgiveness from Neltharion and Vigos is far too easy. How can they forgive him? He didn't know they existed, until now. Is it a gift to live?

Is he their project? Is he just the entertainment? He doesn't know. All he knows is that it could be worse.

Mozenrath/Mozenrath

If you met yourself, wouldn't you give them everything they wanted?

He has big dreams for his little brother. Of course, they're more like twins, but more importantly... they could be gods. Alone, they're so vulnerable, the little one especially, but together they have to be unstoppable.

They have to be. And they have to be together. This is his best chance to love himself.

Your favourite ship with Mozenrath?

I'm sorry if this is already on your page somewhere, I'm just distracted

(I think I have gotten a question like this, actually, but I'm happy to answer again since I'm pretty sure the last time Moze answered IC.

First, I'll list out some of the romantic entanglements Mozenrath has had. I'll give you all a chance to let me know if I've missed anything in any category.

Mozenrath/Jasmine

Mozenrath/Esmeralda

Mozenrath/Aladdin

Mozenrath/Sadira

Mozenrath/Midha

Mozenrath/Khesonix

Now, the platonic/familial ships:

Mozenrath/Jannah

Mozenrath/Neltharion/Vigos

And now the uncategorizable:

Mozenrath/Mozenrath.

In the next reblog, I'll give a summary of all of these. Stay posted :D)

[btwxsixesandsevens]

WLW Star Wars Fan Fic Masterlist

You want to read my queer Black women in Star Wars fanfic?

Of course you do.

Welcome to My Star Wars Adventures

My fic is character driven, full of snarky dialog, adventure, romance, and sex. It is adult and Black AF. Like me.

These are mostly rarepairs and OCs.

I connect with characters that no one, least of whom most SW writers, seem to have any love for. That's okay. These can be little favorites.

Ahsoka Tano x Bo-Katan Kryze

From The Mandalorian/Clone Wars

Interrupted -- Ahsoka enjoyed the familiar flutter of nerves in her stomach. The certainty that time and distance didn’t dull the connection she had with Bo-Katan, was one of the few constants in her galaxy.

Hera Syndulla x Ahsoka Tano

From Ahsoka, season 1

A Way to Say Good-Bye -- Hera was used to saying goodbye. In her life, every entrance came with a matched exit. Still, standing on the hard cliff over the blue-black water looking for Ahsoka *hurt*. She would never get used to it.

Fennec Shand x Garsa Fwip

Golden -- Fennec Shand & Garsa Fwip is my current OTP. Butch/Femme perfection. Here's a taste of their evenings.

Fennec love giving Garsa exactly what she asks for. Sometimes what she asks for is a little ice, some rope, and pure bliss.

Sanctuary, a Taste in the Mouth -- After the destruction of Sanctuary, Fennec Shand pulls Garsa Fwip from the wreckage. As their relationship deepens, there's a new business in Mos Espa -- one the two of them are determined to shut down.

The Armorer/Bo-Katan Kryze

Always for Mandalore -- The Armorer and Bo-Katan Kryze sit down to sign a contact. Can they come to an agreement for the benefit of all New Mandalore?

Let the Good Things Come Easily -- Bo-Katan, Mand'alor, returns from the constant war to see her riduur for the first time in months. It goes about like you expect.

Must It Always Be A War -- Bo-Katan Kryze never brought women to her private bedroom. First time for everything, she does bring her riduur of a year to her bed.

Jannah x Rose Tico

From Star Wars Sequel Trilogy

Opals for Rose - When Former First Order Trooper Jannah joined the Resistance, now the Republic, she knew she was joining a family. She didn’t know she’d meet the love of her life.

Returning home from a delivery run, Jannah finally puts the words to her feelings.

Drash x Jo

From The Book of Boba Fett

On the Dome - Boba Fett’s victory in Mos Espa must be celebrated. For Drash of the Mod Gang and Jo of Freetown, it is a perfect night to see if a few shared furtive glances actually amount to anything more than a pile of bantha poodoo.

The Armorer x OC

From The Mandalorian

Gloves Off - For the Star Wars Sapphic Week prompt: Hand Holding. The Armorer has a special someone. Not who you think, however.

Original Characters

From ...

How to Shed Orat in Four Phases - Star Wars AU, about two Rebellion members. It’s part a Zabrak cultural study, part ongoing love story. Happy ending. Always.

As the Water Wills -- Written for the Star Wars Rare Pair Exchange. Prompt: Original Downed Rebel Pilot / Original Farmer Who's Hiding them from the Authorities

[faebriel]

Please drop a list of good canon-setting fics. I need them like I need air /not forced

ok anon this is a little vague re: characters or time period or anything so i have just pulled together a couple things from my bookmarks etc, list under the cut!!

best laid plans by zannolin (wilbur, burger arc era)

say sorry by aenqa (tommy and dream, exile)

afterlife by aenqa (wilbur, limbo)

is it really a final showdown if you've done it a hundred times? by spiromachia (tommy, disc finale)

the skeleton living inside your head (rattling and gasping, coming up for breath) by patrichor (wilbur, button room)

dissonance by shrugofgod (tubbo, like...post-tommy-resurrection healing period)

memories of a home now lost by cheeto_the_cat (niki, s3 with flashbacks to l'manberg)

[this action will have consequences] by enderwhoa (techno but in a p tubbo-centric way, post revengers)

but i'll figure out a way to get us out of here by itstheadomania (tommy and wilbur, post-breakout)

get a load of this monster, he doesn't know how to communicate by cacowhistle (wilbur and tommy, post-breakout)

so much déjà vu by jannah (tubbo and wilbur, burger arc era)

flight risk by angelsdemonsducks (wilbur, post-resurrection)

built a home, watched it sink by fensandmarshes (rainduo + schlatt n quackity + beeduo, diff eras of l'manberg)

when the wounds are healed by spice_ghouls (tubbo and techno, nlm)

we all think you're a grand girl by cryptofhoney (niki and others, manberg era)

hell is empty by zannolin (wilbur and ghostbur, nov 16 to resurrection)

even children get older by angelsdemonsducks (tommy and wilbur, post resurrection)

where to find a silver lining (as the mercury keeps rising) by angelsdemonsducks (wilbur, post resurrection also egg takeover)

also these are technically aus but. au where someone other than phil was in the button room bc i love them

sunlight in the pit by fensandmarshes (wilbur and niki)

how easily passion twists by raindropsinautumn (wilbur and tommy)

what happens when the river dies by lambfromfield (wilbur and niki)

technically the skeleton living inside your head would also count here i'm realising lol (wilbur and EVERYONE /aff)

also going to shoutout sealskin and leave your scarf in my life bc they're like...aus (selkie au and soulmate au respectively) but in the canon setting so

[io-lu-art]

TROS fix-it: Page 16

“[...] “What is it?” Jannah asked, her viewpoint being limited for she was seated in the back of the cockpit.

“It’s Kylo Ren. This is a trap. I should have known it.” How could he be so foolish? He should have known that Kylo Ren wasn’t so easily to be killed. He should have known that he would take any opportunity to - no. There was no time to overthink this. Somehow, they had to get Rey aboard the ship, no matter what.

Lando on the other hand was as relaxed as he has never been. “Nah, look at him, he can barely walk. It must have been at least a battle down there as it was up here,” he almost laughed.

“I don’t care,” Finn readied his blaster. Anger was rising inside of him. “He won’t get away this time. Steady the Falcon,” he commanded as he exited the cockpit.

Jannah stood up from her seat to see it for herself. The Falcon was now hovering above the ground. They were unable to land because the ground was unstable and gone for the most part, but they were near enough to clearly see and identify the two Finn was talking about. Indeed, it was Kylo Ren, supreme leader of the First Order, the one Jannah had seen facing Rey on Kef Bir. But what she saw now weren’t the two enemies that wanted each other dead. What she saw were two hurt people caring for each other, the one struggling to stand by himself, the other one struggling to keep him from falling over his own feet. Jannah didn’t know what had happened down here, but this clearly wasn’t a trap. That she could tell.

“I’m gonna make sure Finn doesn’t kill him,” she then announced and hurried to reach the boarding ramp in time. [...]”

See the whole fanfiction here.

[cathrynemoon]

Ship ask game! 

@btwxsixesandsevens​ asked: Leia Organa/Amilyn Holdo and Rey/Finn

Leia/Amilyn

This scene is the heart of why I ship them. When I first saw it, I thought this was a sweet moment between friends. (And a rare instance of a scene in Star Wars movies passing the Bechdel Test.) We may only have known Holdo for one movie, but we learn from the book Leia, Princess of Alderaan that Leia has known Amilyn since they were teens. This isn’t a goodbye between a general and a vice admiral, it’s a heartbreaking farewell between two lifelong friends. 

According to Rian Johnson, Carrie Fisher helped rewrite this scene a little bit.

“I rewrote that scene with those two actors,” Johnson told the L.A. Times. “Laura really wanted to find a way to pay tribute to Carrie and what Leia meant to her growing up, and that's where that moment came from. And the [response to Holdo attempting to say “May the force be with you”], ‘I’ve said it enough, you go ahead’ — that was Carrie's line.”

Maybe this came from the writers, maybe Carrie, maybe Laura, but my favourite lines are: “So much loss. I can’t take any more.” “Sure you can. You taught me how.” I’m just so moved by the idea that Leia’s strength in the face of so much loss inspired Amilyn to be strong, and in this moment Holdo in a way returned that strength back to Leia. It’s just beautiful.

I don’t know what counts as an unpopular opinion for them. But this might be unpopular: I envision them getting together after the war, in an AU where most things stay the same (Han, Luke and Ben die), but Holdo and Leia live. Like my headcanon for Jannah and Rose, I also see Holdo and Leia retiring somewhere quiet when peace is achieved, maybe occasionally coming out of retirement to put out small fires here and there. But mostly they’ll slip into a simple, quiet love built on lifelong friendship, mutual support, mutual understanding and grow old together. 💕  

Rey/Finn

I very much ship them, but my feelings are complicated!

Personally, I thought it a bit unrealistic how fast they bonded and latched on to each other in TFA. (This might be an unpopular opinion?) But I still found those moments sweet and I think they played out well in such a stuffed story, all things considered. I think TFA set them up for a romance pretty clearly. But I also feel like their almost instant imprinting on each other hurt their potential romance a little, because people can easily brush off that instant bond as a kind of immaturity that they’ll grow out of.

What I like about them: I think Finn and Rey’s relationship, whether romantic, platonic or something else, has the potential to be very deep and grounding. They’re both stubbornly protective of each other, but something beautiful can grow out of that with some time and trust. They have some great moments in each movie. Finn saying “you looked at me like no one ever had” in TFA, their reunion in TLJ and Finn sensing Rey’s death in TROS are some of my favourites. In better hands, they could have had an amazing story. But...

Unpopular opinion: The Finn/Rey relationship was doomed from the start, because I think Finn was doomed from the start. An ex-stormtrooper joining the Resistance to fight the First Order he ran away from is, on paper, an amazing concept. It’s just difficult to fit that into the “Skywalker Saga” because the story was always going to end up being about the Skywalkers and the Force and such. 

Another unpopular opinion: I think separating Finn and Rey in TLJ was the right move. They needed to grow independently of each other. I feel that if they were allowed to be a buddy team in TLJ, Finn’s growth would be attached to or secondary to Rey’s. In TLJ he had moments where he could shine that were just his. Like the fight with Phasma. Contrast that with his lightsaber moment at the end of TFA, which, while very cool, was ultimately a fakeout meant to serve Rey’s story.

Post-TROS, I think their relationship can go in any direction. I feel like they both need to grow some more, explore their relationship with the Force some more and reach some kind of stability in life before either of them will take the first step towards a potential romance. I too believe in aroace Rey and in Stormpilot supremacy, so I see Finn and Rey trying at romance for a bit before deciding they’re better together as best friends. And they’re stronger for it!

[lightup0nlight]

We know that the severity of oppression faced by our ummah doesn't stop in Ramadan. So please keep them constantly in our supplications. Never belittle nor dismiss the power of a heartfelt du'a. May Allah accept our supplications, our boycotts, and other efforts in bringing this tyranny to light, and to an end.

As a person who easily gets distressed and physically unwell from reading devastating news, I seek comfort in the rahmah of Allah. I find comfort that the fallen children are in the care of khalilullah, Prophet Ibrahim alayhis-salaam. I find comfort in the existence of the hereafter, of Jannah, and in the unwavering belief of how Allah never wastes the imaan of a believer.

🌺 ❛And they (the people of Jannah) will say: Alhamdulillah, Who has fulfilled His Promise to us, and has made us inherit [this] land. We can dwell in Jannah wherever we will; how excellent a reward for the [pious] workers!❜ 【Surah Az-Zumar 39: 74】

🌺 ❛And admit them to Jannah, which He has made known to them (i.e. they will know their places in Jannah better than they used to know their homes in the world).❜ 【Surah Muhammad 47: 6】

This dunya is filled with greed, cruelty, injustice, and oppression.

But Allah promises the believers: Your homes, your gardens, your properties — all of them are ready and have been prepared for you in Jannah. And you will recognize your dwellings in Jannah as if you’ve dwelt there from the time they were first created.

May the oppressed, the innocents, and the fallen be given an eternal abode in Jannah, together with their loved ones. May Allah grant the believers the highest level of Jannah without reckoning, where we can dwell wherever we wish in peace, tranquillity, and harmony for all eternity.

Your sister in Deen, Aida Msr ©

[sisterssafespace]

Dear sister,

We are looking for a suitable match for my elder sister. We've had a horrible incidence earlier ending with calling off the wedding last year. My parents started the search again. We've met more than 15 families until now, not bragging but none of them rejected my sister. Our utmost priority is a deeni family, for instance if the family faces any kind of crisis they would resort it with Islamic solution and not just lose hope on Allah.

So we met a family yesterday, we had lunch together. Considering just for this dunya, the family was very simple, friendly, social kind of people, they like to explore new culture and easily get along with people different religion and they have grown up in a diverse culture, which is very different in our case we are not very conservative family but tries to follow as much sunnah as possible. Me and my sister now more focused towards our Akhirah and it is like if anything happens, we need someone to keep reminding us of Allah not just take us for shopping or car drive. We are quiet sensitive kind of girls, especially my sister after she has gone through an abusive engagement, she is a little paranoid.

And as far as my parents our concerned, even they are not very satisfied but they fear if we keep rejecting like this we won't be able to find a good match after a certain age, as my sister has turned 28. And it is quite difficult to get good options after certain age in India. They are trying to speak to our relatives to get more clarity to which my relatives who we can absolutely rely on says, maybe my sister might become the means of guidance to their path of Islam.

The boy says he is very flexible with everything, he doesn't have a problem with my sister taking hijab. He is not very regular with Salah though he tries, he said(only Allah knows the truth)

His mother(who absolutely loved my sister) has quite a liberal thinking, she kept saying we have to keep our duniya going along with deen, which in a way is correct but keeping dunya on a back foot and deen on a front foot is how we try function. She even forcefully got their numbers exchanged by the end of lunch. Although the boy was sensible enough and knew it won't be appropriate, so he just gave his number and asked to text him only if my sister feels comfortable.

My only concern is kids follows their parents path, for instance my mother has to taught us to give Sadqah every single day and I don't know if they follow such basic things. I know I shouldn't be too quick in judging but I feel they lack basic essence of Islam. I mean is the boy getting married for the sake of marriage or does he realizes the importance of this Sunnah.

Salam sweet one,

I could feel the worry and the concern in your words, Allahuma barik you sound very very attached to your deen and you sound ( as you sister ) like you have got your priorities in the right order, Allahuma barik lakunna ✨

Hmm, where to start? I will re-use the hadith of our Prophet ﷺ about the most suitable man to marry:

The Messenger of Allah said: "When someone whose religion and character you are pleased with proposes to (someone under the care) of one of you, then marry to him. If you do not do so, then there will be turmoil (Fitnah) in the land and abounding discord (Fasad)."

So character and deen (which are two sides of the same coin) are extremely important, which means that valuing and giving so much importance to the deen is your right, you are not crazy, you are not delusional (like what this modern day society would consider, AstaghfiruAllah). I can relate because I come from a very liberal society that considers Islam in 5 words: Faith is in the heart (an internal matter). 🤦🏽‍♀️ So I do understand your dilemma. Allahu al mustaān. However, the common and basic solution to this is to pray Istikhara? I hope your sister is already doing that, she should pray it often and not just once and pray that Allah swt guides her to the right decision. I know it has been a systematic answer to any marriage-related question or issues but because that's the way the sunnah teaches us. When confused or in need to make a decision, we have to ask Allah swt to choose for us or guide us to the right choice, and shield us from the choice that is bad and harmful for us, our duniya, and our deen.

Maybe I have spoken more generally, but, I have two specific remarks: I don't think you need me to mention how compulsory and important prayer (on time) is, some scholars go to even condemn the person who doesn't pray a non-Muslim, so if your sister values prayer and can't see herself marrying a guy who is not committed to his prayer then it is her absolute right, if it is a deal breaker for her, to say no to this guy. She should have her boundaries clear.

My second remark is also related to sth you spoke about, how kids tend to follow the footsteps of their parents, well, in the same way, the wife often tends to be influenced by her husband. In my real life I have known a lot of cases where the girl would be more religious than her partner and after marriage, she changes (to please him or being fully convinced, Allahu aālam), and it goes both ways, if the husband is more religious, eventually, she will be influenced by him as well. And even in the best case scenario, where he won't influence her to change and loosen her principals and be more flexible, if she still held on tightly to her deen, marital problems will eventually stem between them, from her built up frustration towards him, or disappointment, or displeasure, or dissatisfaction or whatnot, la qaddar Allah (God forbid). I am not trying to deepen your concern nor your sister's paranoia, I am just trying to make you consider all scenarios. But at the end of the day, it's Allah's will and plan that work. Allah swt says be and it is. If He swt has planned that this is the perfect fit for your sister and that she will be the reason for his guidance and his commitment to his deen, then that's what's going to happen. Nothing is impossible for Allah swt.

Nevertheless, there is this famous saying in Law :

ما بُني على باطل فهو باطل

What is built on falsehood is false.

I want you to tell your sister to make sure that she won't marry this guy or anyone else FOR THE WRONG REASONS, be it her age (rolling my eyes, 28 is fine!!!!!!!), The parental pressure, someone's financial status, etc etc.. The day she decides to marry someone, it should be for the right reasons and she should be clear on her understanding of marriage and on her goals, expectations, plans, everything. We tend to rush into marriage because that's what people do and because everyone around us is getting married. A lot of people get married, that's correct, but only few of them understand the meaning of a partnership, a companionship in the path of Allah swt, a wordly journey towards Jannah with someone you share a life with, responsibilities with, kids with, heartbreaks with, losses with, deaths of loved ones with, sicknesses and struggles and calamities with, etc. You really have to carefully choose the person who is up for that! If you were going on a road trip, somewhere far far away, and you knew it would get uncomfortable and scary, you knew the trip will be very challenging, and you were allowed to take only one person with you, wouldn't you want to carefully choose that person? What would be the criteria to choose? Think about it.. Do you see my point? May Allah swt make it easy for All of us.

Finally, I pray your sister finds her peace and makes the right choice. Tell her to listen to her gut. Oftentimes, in these matters of marriage, when you know you know, if she felt at peace around him, then probably there's something there worth pursuing, in spite of everything. And may Allah swt ease all her affairs and yours, and grant you both the righteous spouse that knows your worth and puts his Deen first. And tell her not to worry about the age and whatnot, a spouse is a risq from Allah swt Ar-Razzaq, and He will grant her her risq when the right time comes. In shaa Allah.

To conclude, I will leave you with this beautiful duaa that Musa (as) said, and then Allah swt rewarded him with a righteous spouse:

رَبِّ إِنِّي لِمَا أَنْزَلْتَ إِلَيَّ مِنْ خَيْرٍ فَقِيرٌ

rabbi innee lima anzalta ilayya min khayrin faqeerun

'O my Lord, surely I have need of whatever good You send me.'

- A. Z. 🍃

[graysistance]

thinking about rey + relationships post films and i know because her life has been a hellish rollercoaster from the beginning people justifiably want her happy and settled afterwards. (either ship wise or just platonically.) honestly, same. 

but the truth is i think it’s hard for her. learning to be a functioning force user with no one left to teach her coupled with pulling herself down from the soldier’s high and not having to fight through her every day feels impossible to juggle sometimes. the desire to be happy and content comes very naturally to rey, so actively seeking out things that bring contentment and happiness is a huge part of it. she’s not particularly socially awkward, shyness isn’t much of an issue, nor is her perceived naiveté something that hampers everyday conversation. while curt or blunt, she’s a genuinely personable girl. so this should be easy right?

the thing is, she spent the later formative years of her life alone out of safety, not by preference. sure, she made the odd friend out of the scavenger lot (ivano troade and mashra, though she had significant interactions with them once), but that didn’t often end well (see devi and strunk). others were jealous of her, thought to steal from her or take advantage of her. unless it was life or death, connections were risky. 

then came the dawn of life with the resistance: life with finn and poe and leia and their friends like rose and jessika and tallie and later jannah. it’s a flood of new friendly faces and so much to learn. rey is eager to be a good friend and live a happy life and find that precious belonging maz promised her awaited and rey knew her whole life she deserved. 

but post-war life makes it hard. this is a new stage with even less boundaries and rules than before, so rey is on her own making her new life. government isn’t for her, and she has the force so people see her as hope. she has responsibility to take part in the healing of the galaxy. so she travels hither and yon all the time, creating a host of relational problems. she forgets to comm and let people know she’s alright or how she’s doing. when people leave her she either becomes frantic and comms too often or gets wrapped up in her own goings on, quite forgetting that it would be good to check in. she still eats alone, for the most part. while she’s the queen of picking up conversations like they were never dropped in the first place, it’s tough to pin her down for long. she’ll tell someone they need rest while neglecting rest herself. she’s constantly doing at least three things at once, giving off the appearance of being distracted or distractible. she’ll ask a lot of “why” questions, unintentionally making it seem like she has a poor opinion of things when she’s really just curious. rey and groups that are not just her and finn and poe are overwhelming and she won’t often stay long. conversations that are surface-level and aren’t achieving something are privately hard to get the hang of. even when she’s with finn and poe, arguably her two best friends in the world, it’s difficult to get her to stand still and talk about herself.

the year and some change she spends away from jakku is more centered around the resistance than it is learning to live as a person who doesn’t wake up with the single goal of surviving no matter the cost. she’s a soldier for that year, which always came naturally. nothing would take her down on jakku (not for long) and nothing would take her down in that year of war. after, she becomes a nomad by choice, never staying in one place for long with home bases opened to her by her friends, but even they are called all over the place for different duties. 

relationships don’t come as easily or as swiftly to her as some people might think. yes, she’s hungry for them. unquestionably. but her ability to maintain them takes a lot of trial and error. just because you want to be something doesn’t mean you’re automatically good at it. and rey has a lot to work on under not so ideal conditions.

thankfully, her two best friends are people that also don’t slow down for anything, so she’s in good and relatively understanding company. when they have time to be together, that is.

[maxitrash]

SPOILERS AHEAD - TROS Review

Narrative shortcuts and plot holes.

             JJ explains NOTHING. It seems like he had 5 great moments in mind but when he had to work on the in-betweens, he too the lazy road and said fuck it. Either he Deus Ex Machina-ed the shit out of the intrigues, either he explains it by adding useless characters or unexplained things into the story either he simply doesn’t bother explaining it. This goes for the lost dagger find in 1 minute after they randomly fall into quicksand and wonder in the gallerytm another minute and step upon it after it has been lost at least 10 years ago. This goes for Rey’s healing powers that are just here, it’s never explained how she got them? She didn’t finish her Jedi training with Luke, barely trained with Leia. The power’s introduction is so random as she heals a creature she doesn’t even know; she didn’t even hurt it. Palpatine resurrection is never explained, he just did it. Same for why he created Snoke in the first place. A lot of the short cuts that bugged me might be just me nitpicking, but to me, that is what differentiates a good movie from a bad movie, the attention to details and logic.

Bad characterization and useless characters.

             The characters are jokes. Rey IS a Mary Sue because she can do anything without proper training even when the strongest Jedi couldn’t do shit apparently (Yoda, Mace...). Leia is pretty absent and the only moment I was looking forward to (Ben and Leia’s talk) is reduced to her simply saying his name. Jannah and Zorii are pretty cool but we barely see them, and I felt like their main purpose was to confirm that Stormpilot wasn’t a thing, especially that Poe is not gay. These two could have easily been replaced by Rose in many ways, Rose who is just an extra who clicks on things and worry about her friends for 2 hours. Poe and Finn aren’t really interesting, just side characters running around, even when JJ introduces a possible story arc he doesn’t get on with it. (Poe’s backstory or Finn’s force sensitivity). Hux doesn’t make sense, the guy was raised in a military home, he is a war genius, strategic and manipulating, but he betrays all of his believes just because he wants to see Kylo lose (????). The new characters just as the KoR and Gnrl Pryde are more than useless, just here to be cool looking and could have been easily replaced by advanced stormtroopers and Hux. UGH

Queerbaiting.

            JJ said we will have an “openly gay character”, and we all thought it would be Jannah, Zorii or even Lando. Nope, it’s the two random-ass resistance girls who kiss for a split second when they win the war. This is beyond disrespectful. If you cannot ou don’t want to represent LGBTQ+ character properly then don’t. If for you this is gay representation, then fuck off. I don’t care if there is a gay character but apparently, JJ wanted to check the “Gay representation” off of his Diversity list.

Contradictory plot.

             Nothing makes sense. The Skywalker “cursed” is not resolved because Ben does not kill or help kill Palpatine. The force bond that supposed to be one of the strongest ever seen only serves JJ’s shortcuts. What’s the point of the Skywalkers if they are not the ones resolving their shitty fate? Palpatine killing all the Skywalker and preventing Rey from having a family means he won? Rey taking the Skywalker name is illogical and rude. The Force is not balanced. 

Missed opportunities.

            Finn’s backstory and force sensitivity. Ben and Leia’s discussion and apologies. Ben facing Chewbacca over Han’s death. Rey struggling with the force and tricked by Ben to train such as he did with the lightning powers. Rey being a Solo and not a Skywalker. The force saving both of them BECAUSE THEY ARE SOULMATES. Double blade lightsaber for Rey. More drama between Poe, Rey and Finn resulting in Rey turning once again to Ben to talk about her struggles. Ben trying his best to save the Force Order from doing the worst things. Hux working against him to take Ben’s place. Palpatine’s explanation for coming back and creating Snoke. Finn and Rose or Stormpilot shit. Anakin and the other Jedis helping Ben to overcome darkness. Rey being a nobody. A harry potter like ending when Rey and Ben cross their lightsabers against Palpatine’s lightning bolts and we see the legacy characters helping them overcome the big bad...

There’s so much more but I’m done. Again, the fandom will save this half-assed and poorly written movie thanks to their metas, fanarts and fanfics. As usual, we have been tricked and now we have to save it. Thank you everyone, it’s been a pleasure to wait two years for this bullshit. Now I’m waiting forward to read the shit out of you fics cause it’s the only thing giving me hope. 

Fuck KK, Fuck JJ, Fuck the cast who lied to us, Fuck Disney. 

[fireinmoonshot]

REBEL | ARMITAGE HUX x READER | PART SIX

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE RISE OF SKYWALKER.

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE | PART FOUR | PART FIVE Summary: Armitage Hux finds himself strangely fascinated by you, a Resistance fighter and pilot, even though he knows he shouldn’t. You know that there’s much more to him than you see on the surface. Pairing: female!Reader x Armitage Hux Fandom: Star Wars Word Count: 4273 Warnings: THE RISE OF SKYWALKER SPOILERS A/N: I got thinking today and realised that most of my multi-chapters before have been between seven and eleven parts in length... and this one is going to be way longer. I planned most of the future of the fic out this afternoon while stacking shelves at work and I can easily say there will be parts into the late teens... definitely don’t want to rush this one, and Hux isn’t one that can be rushed! But for now, please enjoy the sixth part – this is the longest one so far and also my favourite to write so far! Read it on Ao3 here.

When Poe informs everyone that you’ll be arriving on Ajan Kloss within a matter of minutes, Armitage takes a deep breath to try and steady himself. He runs a hand through his hair, which is no longer as perfect as he had made it look that morning. With the escape, the crash landing on Kef Bir and the wind on the ocean moon, some of the hair had escaped its confines. He doesn’t quite care as much as he thought he would and happily messes it up a little more in his stress. There’s nobody here to judge him for hair that isn’t perfectly gelled, though he does feel a little like an officer could turn a corner at any second and ridicule him for it.

You’re sat beside him, eyes scanning the pages of a book you’d found on the ship not long after leaving Kef Bir. You’ve been reading it most of the way back, and Armitage has been carefully and quietly sneaking glances at you. The words he’d heard you speaking to Jannah, the woman on Kef Bir, were not missed by him. He’d heard them – several of them. You considered him a friend, and he’d never really had one of those before. He supposes that he considers you as one too.

He watches you as you finally close the book and then stifle a yawn. As you sit the book down on the table and then turn to him, meeting his eyes and catching him the act of him looking at you, his cheeks redden a little and he looks away.

“Are you ready to meet the Resistance?” You ask him, crossing your arms. He’s nervous, and you can tell – not only because he���s been anxiously bopping his knee up and down for the last ten minutes or so.

Armitage finds himself nodding.

“They might take a bit of convincing to trust you, Hux. They’re a good bunch, all of them… but none of them have a particularly good impression of you, what with everything they’ve been through with the First Order these past few years… but give them time. They’ll warm up to you, just as I did.”

He believes you on that, and he tries to focus on your good words, but his mind stalls on one thing in particular – you called him Hux. And he’s suddenly struck with a strange dislike for the name.

“Call me Armitage, if you would.”

You furrow your eyebrows. “Don’t you usually prefer Hux?”

“You called me Armitage once before on Steadfast. When we left,” he reminds you. “Hux… it was my fathers surname. He wasn’t a particularly kind man. Hux… the name Hux, it commands a certain kind of feeling, a certain kind of responsibility and title that I don’t think I want to carry with me into the Resistance. I have been General Hux to everybody in the First Order for years now, and that name holds something dark, something I think I want to forget… being just Armitage… it could be the change I’m looking for.”

It feels strange to ask something like that of you, and he worries for a moment if he’s doing wrong by asking you and confiding so much personally in you. But then you nod at him, and he sees a look in your eyes that makes him want to smile and crumble, both at the exact same time.

“Armitage it is, then.”

–

As you enter the cockpit, you can see Ajan Kloss in the distance. It fills you with a sense of peace as you slowly advance towards it, towards the place you call home. It’s been a long few hours, and you’re ready to just retire to your quarters and take a second to breathe and relax in comfort before jumping back into everything.

Poe looks up as he hears you. “We’ll be landing in a minute. Finn and I were talking before, we’re going to go and tell Leia about what we found on Kef Bir, about Rey, and then I’m going to go to the infirmary to get patched up,” he explains. “You should head there straight away.”

You furrow your eyebrows and shake your head. “Yeah, that’s not happening.”

“It isn’t?”

“No,” you shake your head again. “I’m coming with you all to talk to Leia. I need to introduce Armitage to her, to tell her that he was the spy. To explain why he’s with us. I need to break it to the Resistance. I’m not just going to leave him to fend for himself, no matter how injured I am. And the pain isn’t too bad anymore. The rest on Kef Bir must have done me some good.”

Poe doesn’t seem too impressed, and you understand. He’s protective of those he cares about, and you slot into that category. Ever since you met him and joined the Resistance with him, since you started flying in his squadron. But he understands. You see that in his eyes as he looks back at you, narrows his eyes and then nods.

He turns back to look out at Ajan Kloss as you slowly begin your landing – it’s bound to be a much safer, softer landing than the one on Kef Bir so you don’t bother bracing yourself or finding yourself a seat to settle in. Then, without looking at you, he speaks.

“You called him Armitage.”

“He asked me to.”

The Falcon settles down on the ground of Ajan Kloss. He glances back at you.

“Just… be careful. I trust you, and if you think he’s good, then I think he is too. But… be careful. For your sake. For your safety. And for the sake of everyone else’s.”

–

Armitage stays close to your side as you all exit the Falcon. It’s his first look at Ajan Kloss, the planet you call home, and he’s surprised by it. He didn’t expect it to be this green, this… open. It’s been a while since he’s been in a place this full of colour and this full of light. He would almost call it beautiful, though the word seems foreign when he thinks it.

He knows he looks out of place on the planet next to you. You, in your dark green and browns. Him, in his black. The only parts of him that are no longer First Order regulation are his hair and his allegiance. He watches as people catch sight of him and sink back into themselves. He slightly self-consciously tugs on the bottom of his coat in an attempt to assert some kind of dominance, and then he stops. That’s not what he’s here for. That’s not him anymore.

You glance back at him as Poe, Finn and Chewie push past a Resistance commander he doesn’t recognise, but you do – Larma D’Acy. He gives you a small nod, a nod of reassurance, or the best he can manage of one. This place, it’s your home. The place you command respect. He refuses to let you sink down so low as to be someone like his keeper. To have to constantly be checking on him. You deserve better than that.

“We’ve gotta see the General,” he listens to Poe say to the woman, and he notices how you give her a tight-lipped smile as you slip past her with Armitage in tow.

But then you stop as she suddenly speaks, and he forces himself to a stop just in time to not run into you.

“She’s gone.” The woman says.

He spins around and looks at her as Poe, Finn, Chewie and you do the same.

“What?” Your word is merely more than a breath, and only Armitage hears you because he’s standing so close to you. It goes unheard by everyone else.

And for a moment, Armitage is confused. Gone? As in, gone to see someone, to do something – off planet, perhaps? But then he hears Chewie bellow, and he watches as you stumble sideways away from him and brace yourself on the ladder leading up to the X-wing beside you. He watches how Finn buries his face in his hands and how Poe tries to comfort the wookiee before being pushed away. And he knows that gone means something different to you.

Not gone briefly. But gone for good.

He watches you carefully. As you stand, hands on the ladder, and shudder in your grief. You’re crying, he knows that much. But he doesn’t know how to comfort you. He’s never been good at comfort, and part of him wants to walk over to you, to just try, but the part of him that wins out is the place within him that fears for you pushing him away.

And so he stands still. Allows himself to keep his distance. To let you and the others sit in your grief for a moment without interference. The woman stays standing and watches alongside him, and she gives him a strange look, but the look disappears soon after.

There are more important things to worry about than him right now.

–

He’s surprised at how quickly you compose yourself. Eventually, Chewie joins Finn and Poe and they slowly make their way back to the centre of the base in silence. Poe gives your shoulder a squeeze as he leaves, and it’s only minutes later that you’re standing up a little straighter and taking a deep breath. Armitage watches as you rub your face with your hands to remove the remaining tears as best you can, and then you turn back around and face him.

Your eyes are bloodshot and red, and his heart twinges.

“She was like a mother to me. That’s all.”

“You don’t have to explain yourself.”

That earns him a look of relief.

You take another deep breath and then glance off to the side. “I’ll introduce you to the rest of the Resistance soon. I’ll make an announcement. I just need a second to…” You drift off and pause for a moment. “I’m going to go back to my quarters. I’ll find you some clothes and you can freshen yourself up before I introduce you. Come on, I’ll take you the quick way.”

Armitage joins you and walks alongside you as you lead him around the base. He takes in as much as he can – the people, the locations, the green of it all. It’s entirely different to the First Order, and he hopes that he can one day find a sense of comfort here that he never found in the First Order. He ignores the eyes that fall on him and his obvious black uniform and tries to focus on the future – soon enough, he will be in the Resistance completely. Soon enough, he will properly be fighting alongside you. Not flying, but fighting.

And then, moments later, you’re pushing a door open, welcoming him inside your quarters, and the first thing his eyes fall on is the First Order uniform he’d given you sitting by the end of your bed, folded neatly.

“I knew you didn’t forget them.”

Your eyes fall on the uniform and you chuckle. “It was a choice I made, to not wear them.”

Armitage scans your room. It’s small, much smaller than his quarters back on Steadfast, and he’s surprised by the size of it. It looks like you’re yet to really make yourself at home. The only personal items he sees are several of the small devices he’d given you over the months to give the Resistance information, and your clothes folded on a table beside your bed. There’s a small framed photo above your bed, but he can’t make out who’s in the photo from the door.

“There’s a small bathroom in there where you can freshen up. I’m going to go and get you some clothes. I’ll leave them on my bed and wait outside for you,” you explain, and then you’re gone, leaving him alone in your quarters.

Hesitantly, he wanders towards the room you’d motioned to and sees himself inside. There’s a shower, and he takes full advantage of it, and when he walks back into your quarters he sees the Resistance uniform sat on your bed like you’d said it would be. He picks up the clothes. They fill him with a sense of something he’s never felt before. And he pulls them on and finds himself surprised by how much more comfortable they really are compared to his usual First Order garb.

It’s only about twenty minutes after he first entered your quarters to when he opens the door and walks outside to find you leaning against the wall, fiddling with a bracelet around your wrist. You glance up at him as you hear the door and involuntarily gasp.

Armitage looks like an entirely different person.

He looks less harsh in the browns and greens of the Resistance. He looks much more comfortable. The trousers are a little tight on him, and the shirt a little short on him due to his height. But it suits him. The Resistance look suits him. And his hair– he’s entirely washed out the gel. His red hair falls over his forehead, and it’s a little longer than you thought it was without the gel in it, holding it in place. It looks… surprisingly soft, despite the darker patches which are still a little wet and drying. He looks entirely Resistance worthy.

You clear your throat. “How does it feel?”

He looks down at it and attempts to smooth his shirt down. “Scratchy.”

You laugh at that. “I never denied it.”

Then, you step forward and surprise him by straightening up his uniform a little. He looks lopsided, and the collar of his shirt is buttoned up so high it looks a little like he has no neck at all.

“You’re not First Order now. There’s no need for you to choke yourself with a buttoned up shirt. We’re a lot less strict on the uniform policies here, I imagine.”

He tenses up a little as you start to unbutton the first few buttons on his shirt, and for a moment he thinks he stops breathing entirely. You’re standing closer to him than you’ve ever been before and he’s not sure what to do with that information other than pause. When you’re done, you take a step back but your hands fall onto his shoulders as you survey the look. Then, you nod.

“Better. Much better.”

One of his hands goes to toy with his collar. It’s much looser than he’s used to. He feels strangely exposed… but he also feels freer than he’s ever felt before. It makes a surprisingly nice change from the uniform he’s been wearing for years. He finds he likes it.

He meets your eyes. “Thank you.”

“Oh, only doing my job to make you fit in.”

“No,” he shakes his head. “Thank you for offering your hand.”

Your lips twitch into a smile. “Thank you for taking it.”

–

Armitage is nervous. He can’t bring himself to admit it to you, but as you take his hand and lead him towards where Poe has assembled the entire Resistance, he has to force himself to keep his feet moving. This moment, it’s make or break.

You fix him with a reassuring smile as you stop in front of the Resistance, and as you drop his hand, he quietly wishes you hadn’t. But he pushes the thought of his mind as soon as it entered and, instead, focuses on the way everyone is looking at him. He feels different, better, in his new Resistance uniform, but he can tell that everyone thinks it’s a facade of sorts. That he’s wearing it to fit in. He knows that several people probably just think he’s planning on taking them down from the inside. He, and you, are the only ones that know for sure that he isn’t.

He stands up straighter and remains by your side as you look around at everyone.

Then, you speak. “You all have probably seen him by now, and I know there are rumours floating around about why he’s here. I’m here to set those rumours straight,” you begin. “Armitage Hux, previously known as General Hux of the First Order, has been spying on the First Order for the Resistance for months. He’s the spy that I’ve been flying out to meet with and the one I’ve gotten all the information from.”

In the distance, someone loudly protests. Armitage watches as you shut them down with a look, and he’s impressed at how you take charge. At the respect you command among the Resistance. It’s a side of you he’s never really seen before – a side of you that he’s known has always been there, but one he’s never been able to see in all its glory. He likes seeing it.

“When Chewie and I were taken captive by the First Order, and after Poe and Finn came to rescue us with Rey, Armitage helped us. He helped us escape, and in return I offered him a chance at a new life. A chance at a life within the Resistance, helping us take the First Order down.”

“How could you do that? He’s killed us before! He’ll do it again!” Someone yells. He can’t see who they are or where they’re coming from, but their voice ignites a few cheers of agreement from people around them.

Armitage’s straight posture slumps a little.

You step forward and raise your voice equally. “We’ve lost too many people already! We’ve fought enough! I can’t force you to trust Armitage, but I can ask you to trust me. I know who he is. I know who he is now. And he is here, in our uniform, willing to help us win.” You glance back at him and he nods.

He’s not sure if it’s the right time, nor is he sure if it’s what you want, but he does it anyway. He steps forward, looks around at the Resistance, and decides to address them for the first time.

“When I first started sharing information with you, it was born out of a hate for Kylo Ren. I still remained loyal to the First Order, but I wanted Kylo to lose. I didn’t care for who won,” he speaks, and it’s the first time he’s spoken in this way since leaving the First Order. He commands no respect here, only hatred and minor fear, but he says it anyway. “Over the months, in meeting with her,” he nods towards you, “I have learnt to support the Resistance. I still want Kylo to lose. But now I wish for the Resistance to win. And I am here, alive, thanks to her allowing me to choose a different life. A different path. I intend to fight for the Resistance, and I am here asking you to let me.”

There’s silence after his words, and he steps back and wonders if he shouldn’t have said anything. If his words were just said and not heard. But then a woman he recognises steps out from the crowd and fixes him with a look. He doesn’t remember her name, but he’s seen her before – a year ago, he’d nearly killed her with Finn by her side. His resolve crumbles a little.

She looks between you and Armitage, and then she nods. “I can’t trust you, Armitage,” she speaks, and then looks at you. “But I can trust you. People can change. I trust that. And if we turn away someone wanting to help us, what sort of people are we? No matter where they come from. If we turn them away, we’re sinking to a level I don’t think any of us want to be at.”

You smile proudly at Rose and make a note to thank her later.

–

When the Resistance disbands and goes back to work, you take a moment to turn to Armitage. His appearance is still strange for you to take in, but it’s slowly becoming normal to you, to see him so similarly dressed to you. And you’re proud of him for stepping up and talking to the Resistance, explaining so you didn’t have to.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” You cross your arms and look up at him.

He raises his eyebrows. “I thought I was about to be kicked into the nearest X-wing and blasted off into space for a moment, but no, not so bad.”

You flash him a grin and then glance over to where you see Poe’s retreating form – he’s going to where Leia’s body is. “You know the way back to my quarters, don’t you?”

Armitage nods.

“I’m going to go and talk to Poe. I’ll be back in fifteen minutes, tops. Wait for me there, would you? We’re going to have to sort out a few more things,” you hum.

He watches you as you jog off after Poe – your side, he supposes, mustn’t be causing you too much pain anymore after you got it patched up in the infirmary before the meeting. And then, when you disappear, he sighs and turns.

Armitage takes a second to look at the Resistance around him. His new home, if he could call it that yet. But the place he’s supposed to find comfort. There are less eyes on him this time as he walks on his own back to your quarters. He knows that has to do with you. And he’s thankful.

–

Poe taps his fingers together as he stares at the sheet covering Leia’s body. You’re sat beside him, legs crossed on the chair you’re sat on. It’s been a few minutes since you joined him, and neither of you have said a word.

You both find just sitting in her presence is as calming as it always was.

She had been like a mother to you both when you joined the Resistance. And when you’d doubted your flying ability when you accidentally nearly cost a member of Poe’s squadron their life on a flight drill, she had been the one to assure you that you were a valued pilot. Her belief in you had been what forced you to keep trying. To keep pushing yourself to be better. To become the pilot you were today – unafraid, willing to do whatever it took, ruthless, when necessary.

You owe that to her. You wish she knew it.

And most of all, you wish you could tell her about Armitage. About his spying for you, and about how much you’d grown to like his company. How it surprised you – how he surprised you, nearly on an hourly basis these days. How he had come to be a person you considered a friend.

You’re grateful that you at least can share that with Poe.

It’s nearly like he can hear what you’re thinking when he finally breaks the silence and meets your eyes. There are tears in his, and they take you aback, but he’s blinking them away before you can mention them.

“You held your own out there… when you explained everything to everyone. I think Armitage was impressed with you. I was too,” he pauses, and then looks back at Leia. “I think she might have made a mistake in naming me General instead of you.”

“Leia knew what she was doing.”

“Yeah? It doesn’t feel like it.”

You sit up straighter in your chair and knot your hands together in front of yourself. Poe doesn’t look at you as you look at him. He doesn’t take his eyes off of Leia, but you know he’s hearing you when you speak.

“You’ve technically been her second-in-command for over a year, Poe. You’ve been leading missions, saving people. I would never have even met and started communicating with Armitage if you hadn’t made contact with Boolio,” you tell him. He’s the best damn leader the Resistance has now that they no longer have Leia. You only wish that he could see it.

Poe shakes his head at your words. “I’m never going to be the General that you could be.” He doesn’t say what follows. You know what he’s thinking: transferring it to you could be the way to go.

“You’re right.” His head snaps towards you. “You’re going to be better than I ever could be. I’m not built to lead the Resistance, Poe. I’m built to fly in your squadron, under your command. I’m built to be there when you need me, just like Finn is, just like Chewie and Rey and BB-8 and every other person on this base. I’m built to fly into battle on Exegol beside you when you need me to.”

He opens his mouth to protest. You beat him to it.

“I have a healing blaster wound in my side, but I can damn well fly an X-wing when you need me to. I can be anything you need me to be, Poe, but I cannot be General of the Resistance. Leia picked you for that. You’re allowed to do with that what you will, but you will not transfer command to me. I won’t let you.”

Poe fixes you with a look. “I think I need some time to think this all over.”

You smile sadly at him. He’s not wrong, and even if it’s not what he meant, you push yourself to your feet and then lean down to squeeze his shoulder with a hand. He needs time alone to think. To process. And you need to get back to Armitage.

“I’ll fly at your command, General. I trust you’ll do what’s right.”

–

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