#the last jedi for ts

[asexualjedi]

We watched glass onion tonight and after it ended my friends girlfriend was giving some really cool analysis and my brother just kept staring at me mouthing no last Jedi discourse. Like I can read a room.

[imagines-for-the-fangirls-soul]

We Come Back Every Time - Anakin Skywalker

A/N: I haven’t even watched Ahsoka, but all the clips of Anakin live rent free in my mind. Not gonna lie, this went in a completely different direction than I first imagined, but I’m not mad about it.

TS Prompt #4: Style

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x Reader Word Count: 2.1k Synopsis: No matter how many times they say it's the last, Anakin and the reader always find each other coming back for more. (Warning: smut)

“And I should just tell you to leave, cause I know exactly where it leads, but I watch us go round and round each time.”

Midnight - the rain is pouring in Coruscant. The planet is weather controlled, and Anakin curses himself for not thinking to check it beforehand. But this far into the city, as far as he has come, he doesn't care.

His cloak is drenched by the time he arrives at your door. He knocks once. When the door opens, you are wearing pink pajamas and a scowl on your face.

"What are you doing here, Anakin?" you ask, tilting your head up to look at him, slowly, as if he is barely worth your time. The thought aggravates him in the special way that only you can.

"I know what we said last time," he says, his voice low.

"We said it was the last time," you say. Anakin laughs gently.

"And how many times have we done that?" he asks. You let out another annoyed sigh, but he sees the slight smile on your face. "Are you going to invite me in? I am dripping all over your hallway."

"You can come in but you can't stay," you say, swinging the door open. Anakin walks in, barely waiting for you to open it, because he already knows you will let him in.

"Oh, do you have other plans tonight?" he asks.

"It doesn't matter what my plans are," you say, walking into the living room after him. "We can't keep doing this, Anakin."

"Why?" he asks. He takes a step towards you, a smug smile on his face, but you turn away quickly.

"You took an oath, when you joined the Jedi. Each time we do this, you risk your place among the Order."

"Maybe I don't care about all that," he says, again moving closer to you, placing a hand at your waist. You look up at him with a disbelieving frown.

"Maybe I do," you say, and push him off gently. "I have my own future to worry about, too. My firm just took on another senator. If we got caught, it would be a scandal, and I could lose my job."

"We won't get caught. We haven't so far."

"It only takes once," you say with a sigh. He looks at you for a moment, then nods. He knows you're right. He's had this same conversation with himself each time he comes to your apartment.

"I'm sorry," he says.

"Don't be sorry," you say. And after a pause, "You look like you've had a long day."

"You could say that."

"Want to talk about it?" you ask, already moving to your bar cart to make him a drink. It's another rule violation, and he sees you pause for just a moment, but continue to make the drink.

"I had another activity in mind," he says. You let out a tut of laughter.

"Please don't sit on my couch," you say, stopping him in the motion. "You're wet."

"I noticed. If you want I can take this all off," he says, returning that smirk from earlier. You roll your eyes and swallow your own drink.

"How about just the cloak?"

"Sure," he says, slipping it off gracefully. Your eyes are on him, on the clothes that cling to his body. "Y/N?" he asks, and your eyes shoot up to his, caught.

"Yes?"

"See something you like?"

"You are so full of yourself," you say, rolling your eyes again.

"You think so?"

"I know so," you bite. Anakin smiles when he realizes you've moved closer to him.

"But you like it."

"I don't."

"You do."

"I don--"

"Just come here," he says lazily. You are breathing heavier, your chest rising and falling, and Anakin knows he's staring, too.

"You think you can just play these same games and I'll fall for it every time?"

"It's worked so far," he says. He's tired of waiting and takes a step towards you. You back up instinctually, and if he had any sense that you weren't completely into this he would walk away right now. But he knows that this is part of it, part of the dance the two of you do.

"You think you know me, but you--"

"Enough about what I think," Anakin says, moving so he's now directly in front of you. "What are you thinking right now?"

"I think you're incredibly cocky," you say, and he can see the hate flash over your face because it comes out in a breath. Anakin smiles, smiles because he knows, smiles in the way that makes you weak in the knees.

"I think for good reason," he says, his voice low. He takes a step and suddenly he's in front of you, towering over you. He looks down at you as your back hits the wall, and he can see the moment you no longer care about what's right and what's wrong. With a soft whine, you tilt your head and lock your lips with his.

Anakin devours you. His lips, tongue, teeth, all fight for dominance of your mouth as you squirm against him. The moans you make are fuel to him, fuel to keep going, to keep utterly destroying you.

There is a glass in your hand, and his Jedi instincts catch it before it shatters to the ground, your hands already pawing at his drenched shirt. He sets the glass on the bar cart and yanks open his shirt with a fist.

You pull away for air and look at his slick chest. There is hot desire in your eyes, and Anakin is of no mind to keep you waiting.

"If I take this all off, can we get on the bed?" he asks in a pant.

"Yes, fine," you say, kissing whatever part of him you can reach as he strips.

In a moment, he has you lifted in the air, your legs wrapped around him as he guides you towards the bedroom. He throws you down on the bed, and looks down at you in a surveying glance.

Your hair is spread out around you, your skin flushed. The pink pajamas you wear are wrinkled and half undone already, your warm skin peaking through the buttons.

"Isn't this so much better than arguing?" he asks lowly. You rise up on your elbows and look at him, disinterested.

"Are we doing this or not?" you ask.

"Oh, absolutely, I just needed to take you in first. Now that you've given in to what you want."

"Please shut up," you say. He laughs to himself as he crawls onto the bed, settling just above you, eye to eye.

"You seem angrier than usual," he says, his voice low. "I don't usually have to work this hard to convince you." As he speaks, his hand travels down your stomach, and slips into the waist of your pants. You breathe heavily when a finger of his slips beneath your underwear.

"It's nothing," you say, your voice heavy as his fingers works against you.

"Nothing?"

"That's what I said."

"I can stop, you know?" he teases, slowing his movements, but not removing his hand from you.

"You wouldn't."

"Tell me what's got you all worked up."

"You," you gasp.

"What about me?"

"Fuck, Anakin," you whine, writhing against him, "I don't want to talk."

"But it's so cute when you do, watching you struggle to keep your breathing even."

"You are an asshole, you know that?"

"I do. Tell me what's bothering you."

"I heard," you say, nearly crying as his forefinger circles the bud at the apex of your thighs. "That you've been seeing other girls."

"Seeing other girls?" he asks, a breath of a laugh. "I didn't peg you as the jealous type."

"More like I felt sorry for them."

"That's not what you felt."

"You don't know what I feel."

"I know what you're feeling right now," he says. His lips find the sensitive skin beneath your ear and your hips buck as he places a searing kiss. "Admit it."

"Admit what?" you pant. He has picked up his rhythm, and he knows you are close.

"That you're jealous."

"I'm not."

"Tell me or I won't let you come."

"I hate you," you groan, lifting your hips to try and increase pressure.

"Tell me." His voice is a whisper against your skin. He sees the gooseflesh appear and knows he'll get his way. He always does when he has you like this.

"Fine! I was jealous! Happy?"

"Very," he says, removing his hand and in the same motion, dropping down to replace it with his mouth. You cry out as his lips close around you and within moments, you are coming around him.

He watches you come down. The heave of your breaths, the muscles finally loosening. How could you ever stop doing this? There are so few joys in the Jedi order, and absolutely none of them come as close to this. To watching you come undone.

When you sit up, the frustration in your eyes has dimmed. Anakin thinks it will take at least two more orgasms to diminish it completely.

"There aren't any other girls," he says, scooting closer to you.

"I don't really care if there are," you say, looking up at him. He takes your chin in his hand and smiles gently.

"You do care."

"It doesn't matter if I do," you say, "Because this is the last time."

"How often do we say that, and how often do we come back every time?"

"This time will be different," you say, running your hand through his soaked hair, slicking it back.

"I don't believe that for a moment."

"And why's that?" you ask, your voice softening.

"Because this is too good. And because, I know, like you do, that we'll just keep going round and round in this dance, rather than leave each other forever." Your eyes search him for a long moment.

"I don't know that."

"You do. It's our style,” he says. You groan in annoyance.

"I don't want to talk any more."

"What do you want to do?" he asks, his hand trailing down to your hip.

"I want you to fuck me."

"I'll need more specifics," he says, his voice a tease. You roll your eyes again.

"I want you to fuck me from behind," you say, looking at him with that disinterested look again.

"Anything else?"

"As hard as you can."

He flips you over before you can even finish the sentence. Your pajama pants had been hiked around your knees, but he tears them off and onto the floor in a quick motion.

“This what you had in mind?” he asks as he aligns himself to your entrance. He waits until you are saying “yes” before he thrusts inside you. Your answer transforms into a moan as you take him in.

“Ready for me?” he asks. You grind against him, sighing contentedly.

“Yes.”

His thrusts into you are rough, just like you requested. His hands grip your hips, almost certainly leaving bruises. With every push into you, the only sound filling the room is the slap of your bodies and the moans you both make.

"Is this how you imagined it?" Anakin asks, his own breathing heavy.

"Yes, just like this," you pant.

“Do you think about it often?”

"I can't stop thinking about it. I can’t stop thinking about you," you admit. Anakin smiles. It is only in these moments, when he has taken you so fully, filled your body and your mind with only thoughts of him, that you finally let your true feelings show.

"Me too," he says. He again picks up his rhythm. His mechanical hand reaches around your waist and finds the sensitive flesh between your legs. He knows his touch is cold by the way your back arches.

In a few well placed strokes, you are coming around him again. Your walls tighten around him, and it is his turn to come, too. He moans your name and together you both collapse onto the bed.

He spares a glance over at you after he has calmed down some, and your eyes meet. You both let out breathless laughs.

"Why do we do this?" you ask.

"Because it feels good."

"No, why do we have to do the dance beforehand? And don't say it's our style," you deadpan.

"Maybe because if we admit that we like this, it would change completely," he says. You nod and look up at the ceiling. You are silent for a long time.

"Change it for the worse?"

"Maybe. Or maybe it'd be paradise."

"Paradise," you muse. "Sounds a little overrated." He laughs. “I guess I don’t mind our routine,” you say slowly.

“I don’t either,” he says, wrapping a strong arm around your waist and tucking you into his chest.

“But this is absolutely the last time,” you say, a devilish glint in your eyes.

“Oh absolutely,” he says, bringing your lips to his in a claiming kiss. “The very last.”

[unmotivatedwrit3r]

One in Eleven Million (ch. 2)

damian wayne x reader x jon kent

(A/N): so uh it's been more than a week...my apologies. But I hope you all enjoy! Ch. 1 is linked here.

wc: ~1300

warnings: planes, mild cursing

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You made it to the Ks before the loudspeaker crackled again. 

“Hello ladies and gentlemen, this is your pilot once again. It’s looking like we will require more time than expected to resolve the maintenance issue. There will be a further 50 minute delay. Passengers are welcome to step off the plane and return if desired. Thank you again for your patience.” 

Around you, whispers and rustling picked up. Flight attendants repeated the pilot’s message and you sighed, slumping back against your seat. 

When you looked down at your phone screen it was black. Tapping it gave you the time: already 45 minutes past the already delayed departure time. The sky was dark when you looked out the windows now. Beside you, Jon and Damian conversed quietly and you made an effort to not eavesdrop. Whatever they decided, you needed to focus more on deciding whether or not you wanted to get off the plane. 

“Do you need me to let you guys out?” You asked them. You directed the comment to Jon, but technically you were speaking towards both of them. Damian’s book had been closed, resting on an open tray table. He was instead typing rapidly on his phone. Jon turned from where he was watching his friend. 

“Not worth it,” Damian muttered, pulling on a jacket. You caught a glimpse of a white bandage on his bicep surrounded by a deep bruise before it disappeared underneath. 

Jon shrugged. “I don’t really like airports any more than I like airplanes so I don’t really care. Are you leaving?” 

You shook your head. 

“Not sure it’s worth it. I don’t want to have to remember to come back for whatever obscure time they give us or be stuck if the time changes.” 

“So we’re all staying then?” Jon asked. You nodded. He pulled his phone back out, opening the app again. “Movie?” 

You smiled. A flutter of excitement bloomed in your chest. 

“Yeah, let’s do it.”

By the time you were at the Ts, you’d switched to using Jon’s phone to search the database and yours to write down titles that piqued your interest. Outside, the steady beeping sound that had been your background noise for the last indeterminate amount of time was joined by a drilling noise. You forcibly untensed your shoulders. It was unpleasant but tolerable. Next to you, though, Jon’s face was screwed up in discomfort. 

“Jon? You okay?” Jon looked up from his lap, face pinched tightly. 

“Yeah it’s just loud.” On Jon’s other side, Damian retrieved something from his bag and handed it to Jon. Earbuds, you realized as he put them in. The tension in Jon’s face lessened. 

“Thanks,” he told Damian. “I thought I’d forgotten those. I didn’t think I’d need them.” 

One side of Damian’s lips quirked up. 

“You did forget them. But I assumed you’d want them eventually.” 

“Yeah I didn’t exactly plan for—you know.” 

“No one plans for multiple hour delays,” you added sympathetically. 

Jon looked confused for a moment before his eyes widened. 

“Oh, planes, yeah.” 

Behind him, Damian let out an amused huff and re-opened his book. You just laughed, turning back to the movies. 

“Up for the rest?” 

Jon unlocked his phone. 

“If we agree that The Last Jedi does not belong on the list, then yes.” You met his teasing grin with one of your own. 

“Oh we do. But I’m still not putting Titanic on it.” 

Jon sighed dramatically. 

“Fine. At least you have a decent taste in Star Wars movies.” 

You still hadn’t made it to the end of the movies list—the conversation had morphed into a debate over the best Clone Wars episodes—by the time the loudspeaker rang again. 

“Okay, that’s true,” Jon conceded. “But the lost episodes rewrite a lot of–” 

You checked your phone for the time as soon as the pilot’s voice—familiar now, unfortunately—clicked on. Despite the promised 50 minute wait time, it had been over an hour since the last announcement. 

“Ladies and gentlemen, it looks like we will not be able to take off tonight. We won’t have the part needed to replace the one in this plane for a few hours, so we’ll get you folks out of here once we can taxi back to a gate. Check your emails for your complimentary hotel stay and your boarding passes for updated flight times. We apologize again for the inconvenience.” 

For a moment, the plane was silent. Then it was anything but. People stood quickly, pulling carry-on suitcases from the overhead containers. For a moment, you had to process the announcement. And then it hit you. 

“Wait I have no clothes with me, are you fucking kidding?” You realized. You might as well have been talking to thin air for all the answers you got. At least your daily medication was in your bag. 

Your phone, long off of airplane mode, stayed stubbornly email free. Beside you, a couple you guessed was a little older than you was conversing about their own hotel reservation, already sent to their phones. 

Jon leaned to his left, watching as Damian read through what you assumed was his own hotel email. 

“Does it say what time we need to be back?” You asked, refreshing your boarding pass. The departure time changed once more, this time to 3:46am. You sighed. Great. “Never mind. I guess we need to be back by 3:20. Except—wait if we leave we need to go through security again. So 2:30 I guess.” 

“There must be a nicer hotel closer to us that we can get a room for,” Damian said. Beside him, Jon shrugged. 

“I don’t know much about hotels. Is there a company hotel around?”

“No. But a hotel of the quality they’re sending us to should barely be considered quality at all.” 

Your phone finally binged with an email notification. A google search revealed your hotel to be 30 minutes away and pretty mediocre. The email also gave information about shuttles to get passengers to and from the hotels. You skimmed it quickly. The shuttle that would get you back to the airport by 2:30 left at 1:30 am. 

“Six hundred for tonight isn’t bad at all,” Damian continued behind you.  

“Six hundred dollars for half a night in a hotel?” you blurted without thinking, incredulous. “Why would you do that?” 

Damian looked at you, eyes sharp in the dim light of the cabin. 

“I mean, there’s no way you get quality sleep tonight either way,” you defended, “so why not take the crappy provided room with transportation? We have to be back in like five hours anyway.” 

You could see Damian weighing your words even as you regretted them. Who were you to tell them what to do? You liked Jon. You did not know Damian. 

“The terrible hotel is more efficient, you’re right,” Damian said with a sigh. “There’s little difference to me in the actual beds. I’ve slept on worse.”  

You sighed a silent sigh of relief. Beside you, the line of departing passengers finally started moving. 

Jon leaned over Damian’s phone and opened the email up again. 

“It says we’re at the Bluiett.” He looked up. “Where are you?” 

You rescanned your email. Your lips quirked up as you scanned through the provided information. 

“Me too.” 

Jon leaned back in his chair. 

“Oh thank god. Neither of us know how to get out of here. And I’ve never taken a shuttle before.” 

You laughed, tugging your coat on and pulling your bag onto your lap. The line shifted forwards again and you stepped out of your seat, slinging one strap over your shoulder. 

“I wouldn’t call myself a frequent flier but I do know enough for that. Follow me.” 

“Tt,” you heard Damian mutter behind you. “We could easily figure it out.” 

Jon chuckled as he stepped out behind you, pulling a red carry-on from the overhead storage. Your smile widened.

[takemetobogman]

i just checked your anakin playlist and agreed with so many of your choices! focusing on the ts songs for now to keep this SOMEHOW short haha: waolom - an obvious one but still amazes me just how well it fits his character. castles crumbling - yesyesyes. my tears ricochet - although i love that song i never related it to anakin that much, but yeah, it makes a lot of sense. sadly. 😭don't blame me - VERY heavily anakin-coded! bigger than the whole sky - was unexpected for me tbh! if you want to elaborate on that one i'm all ears!

okay sorry for yapping but "anakin in taylor swift songs" is a VERY important topic to me 💔

okay first of all, the fact that you checked out my playlist, saved it (I see one save so I'm going to assume it's you), went through it and then came here to talk about it is so heartwarming to me! so, thank you sm for reaching out and doing so. also, I think there are so many songs on Taylor's discography that fit most of my favourite fictional characters that I can't help but think of them whenever I hear them which are mostly the ones i put on the playlists when I make them. some of them are also just for vibes!! and some represent the relationship these characters have with their significant others (platonic and/or romantic) because I think so much of who a person is comes from the people they love and are loved by. and the same goes for this anakin playlist. when I think of my tears ricochet in relation to anakin, I am thinking of both his relationship with padme and obi wan. and tragically enough it's the same verse that I think of for both these characters but in different perspectives. if I think of anakin and padme in relation to my tears ricochet, specifically the lines "you had to kill me but it killed you just the same" relates to the death of both padme and anakin by his own hands and then him rising as vader (you turned into your worst fears). and when I think of these same lines with respect to obi wan and anakin's relationship, well, it becomes more literal because obi wan "killed" anakin and it ruined him entirely. now when it comes to "bigger than the whole sky". I think of all these characters and their relationship with anakin including the obliteration of anakin by his own hands and the fact that he'd never know the version of himself who would've been a husband, a father to two beautiful kids and just generally a great jedi. it also makes me think of padme and how it feels like if a song was her last goodbye to anakin, it would've been this. and obi wan's entire relationship with anakin and the grief and guilt that followed resonates so much with that song for me. I hope this made sense and honestly I'd be happy to expand on other song choices too. Please feel free to geek out about taylor swift × star wars more! I'd love nothing more. 💌

[atopvisenyashill]

Do you think Braime will happen? And how?

I’m fairly confident they will exchange i love you’s, i go back and forth on whether they fuck or not before he dies.

i’m admittedly fuzzy on the details. I think Brienne is going to Do A Scheme to get herself, Pod, and Jaime out of the LSH mess alive and feel hugely guilty over it - to be real clear, she's luring Jaime to LSH, then they're escaping with Pod, but they're not actually having a hand in LSH's end, that's Arya's job. Jaime, meanwhile, will just be happy they’re alive, and will probably think it’s funny Brienne convinced herself that he’d hate her for lying to him when she just saved him from a zombie horror. Likely they split again soon after this because Brienne gets wind of Sansa being in the Vale and goes to get her before someone else does (unsure whether she pulls a full on Dunk and gets to the tourney on time to see something happen and makes off with Sansa that way, or if she meets up with Sansa as Sansa is escaping and saves her, but either way, basically the moment the tourney happens, I expect some crazy shenanigans to go down, and Brienne to swoop in, save Sansa, and make for the Wall for safety from Jon Snow). If you're interested in those theories, please look at my ashford tourney theory tags and the ser shady i mean ser shadrich tags! Now, what is Jamie doing during this time?

fuck if i know bro and that's the honest truth! Because he is the valonqar and he’s gonna do some valonqarizing, obviously, but i don’t think it necessarily means he kills cersei and I know I'm in the minority opinion with that here BUT. None of the other prophecies are that literal and yet everyone assumes he's going to literally strangle her to death because Cersei thinks she's going to be literally strangled to death, and we are somehow taking Cersei at her word here even though she's wrong about literally everything, the same way every single person in this series who tries to guess prophecies are wrong about everything! But the imagery, you say, the dreams of strangling her, the stuff about his golden hand! Yeah, I'm well aware of that, I’m not saying he’s doing anything nice to her, i think he’ll have a hand (badum-ts) in her dying, probably enough to feel guilty over it too (plus whatever is happening with tyrion) but he’s not strangling her to death and I simply do not believe he's dying right after either. What is he doing? no idea. they’re at casterly rock and he uses the last of the conditioner and then he leaves. i have no idea and I think people who are insistent that he HAS to murder-suicide his way out of the story are overconfident af about that ending.

after that. lots of war. they’re twin fires side by side in the darkness. Jaime will knight Brienne after he valonqarizes. If they say i love you, this is where it happens. If they fuck, this is definitely where it happens. They will be at the trident - perhaps stuck there, perhaps sent there on a mission by whichever Starkling is ruling the North. They will fight there, and Jaime will fall, but not before seeing Brienne bravely keep fighting, and having hope that she will live.

And she will. Brienne will live, Brienne will rise high, Brienne will not abandon her oaths, because Brienne is the True Knight, the bastion of goodness and heroism that Jaime needed when he was a young man, and she will continue to give others hope like she has given to him by staying true to the ideals of being a knight if not the minutiae of the vows she's sworn.

Anyways, my point is that I believe Jaime is going to have a Vader-esque "tell Sansa and Arya you were right about me" ending and Brienne will be the Luke in this situation, picking up the saber sword of the man who knighted her. What's that post that's like, Anakin asks Qui-Gon if he's here to free the slaves and Qui-Gon says no, only for Anakin's own son to show up decades later and say no, I am the last Jedi and I am here to free the slaves. That's Brienne and Jaime, except there's kissing involved.

[dukeoftheblackstar]

Why do you even like Plo?

This is like asking me why I breathe, nonnie <": But let me try and answer this as sensible as possible ♥

Plo Koon is 385-years old

Imagine the sheer amount of knowledge in that squishy, cute head of his and you decide that of all the questions you could ask, you decided to go with whether he'd still love you if you were a worm. (1) Plo would either give you the laziest, most resigned 'Yes, dear' and go back to his naps ♥ or ... (2) Plo would exasperatedly sigh over the fact that you test his resolve in this silly, little, questions and give you the same resounding, 'No, I will not" and you will crack at it for the 128391231923th time.

There is nothing he probably can't do or know a thing or two about. Bet you my left lung that man can knit like a god.

There will always be a fine line between days of keeping himself (1) fit — which means I need to buckle tf up before I combust seeing this old man fuck someone up and be cool-dad about it <": (2) Lazy Days with Plo is my jam ♥ <-

Plo is discreet sassy. I'd go over this but I will need a year.

Plo Koon is Old Money.

If you don't know what that is, babe. Let me tell you when I say you're missing out. if you have been following me or have seen all my shit posts and tags on the Plo Koon / Kel Dor / Dorin tags, old man knees are fabulous — let me tell you why. (1) In a modern setting/au, he will enjoy short or maybe long walks that are not stressful. Will he walk under the blazing heat because the day looks great? No, neither would you bestie so sit tf down ♥ (2) Everything is made for comfort. Fuck the vow of poverty because when when you be rocking like a proper Balenciaga Sugar Daddy while traversing the Underworld, you best believe Daddy Plo be loaded AF. We're talking the Egyptian Cotton Sheets,

Plo Koon is one you would not want to shut up. Ever. At all. Like. Babe. If you ever shush this man. I will hunt you down, huntie ♥

'Ts my favorite thing in the world ♥

Plo Koon has wholesome sassy chaotic gae friends.

Plo Koon just too pure for this world ♥

Now please watch that last gif on loop and tell me that that does not make you feel things because babe, if it doesn't... Idk man. You need to get them eyes checked ♥

But in all seriousness, my love for Plo Koon is because we don't always get wholesome characters that live long and it makes you wonder what life would have been like if he did.

I'm always fascinated by age apart from it being so damn sexy.

You hear talks about clones and their strife on how hard it is being the remaining survivor and I don't want to invalidate that. Not at all. But imagine having to relieve that through centuries. Imagine how someone like Plo, who has so much appreciation for life and everything both having spent at least a few years of his life at Dorin and him returning to become a Baran Do Sage, only to constantly practice the lack of attachment?

I'm not saying that's bad or conflicting, but imagine all the things he had to repress to fulfill his purpose both as a Sage and a Jedi. And he's smart, super damn smart. Someone who's smart with a guarded heart is a lie. His heart isn't guarded, he hurts. But he he has to swallow that because he has a role to fulfill.

I could go on so much about why I find him so interesting but I'm stuck in a bad vibe rn and all I can say is I love him so much because I want him to rest? Like hello?

Let that man take his goddamn afternoon nap and teas? And for someone so loved as a wholesome character, he's slept on and frankly, I don't like that.

Plus, I bet you Kel Dors got big dicks, so there's also that. ktnxbye.

[tremendouskoalachild]

Star Wars (1977) #03: Death Star!

Roy Thomas, Jun 07 1977

Yay, they fixed the logo!

Honestly this whole page is fantastic. I love the composition, the wacky fonts, Mr. Leialoha getting credited as Leia, Alderaan's appearance? Beautiful.

Motti's two lines weren't important enough to include him in the issue so we get Vader being an errand boy, which I love. Also Leia's space racist line equating humanity with morality in a world with an untold number of sentient species is retained from the script.

Ben's reaction to the destruction of Alderaan is next. At this point a disturbance in the Force was still called an "ebbing" - much less dramatic in my opinion. Luke gets the job of reminding the readers what is happening by calling Obi-Wan by his full name out of nowhere and needing a refresher of what "the Force" is.

Feeling unappreciated, Han watches Chewie play against Artoo and gets a lot more invested in the droids' health than his movie version:

Also what do you mean, a "wookiee like Chewbacca"?

Luke is training with the "remote" (heh) that look much more virus-y than the cute laser-shooting ball we all know and love.

It isn't going well. Ben also takes some of the recapping duties reminding us about Luke's dad having been a Jedi.

Apparently the artists decided to portray the remote bouncing off the lightsaber instead of Luke deflecting a bolt. Looks funny but why not.

The line "Stretch out with your feelings, in the dark" is from the fourth draft of the script.

Eventually our heroes arrive to find Alderaan is gone!

Luke calling Han by his last name these early comics is funny to me, sorry. I can't think of any other instance of it happening.

Same with Obi-Wan's "Mr. Solo". That's so rude sir, you know he's a captain. Also Han stole Wedge's line from the movie's climax:

(And yes, "sucking Han Solo up like space dust" is a Lucas line.)

Meanwhile, there's drama on the Death Star. Oh, and Vader is there I guess.

Tarkin screaming and Vader's pose are hilarious.

The trooper whose armor Luke wears is still referred to as TX-421 like in the script and novelization. The guy who goes to check on their coms gets wonderfully bitchslapped by a very jacked Chewbacca.

Also Obi-Wan apparently will call Threepio by his (nick)name but Artoo is "the R2 unit". What do you think he is, a charger? At least address him directly :(

I really love this page:

In the movie Luke and Han are the only ones in stormtrooper uniforms, this depiction makes the scene more dramatic in my opinion. Also the sound editing (and actually editing in general) feels kinda off during this fight so I'll just go ahead and say I prefer the comic version. Chewie knocking out fascists with his fists is great. The narration is top notch. Also the trooper shot all the way through lmao.

(Sidenote: this page also mentions cell block TX-138, which is TS-138 in the script and simply 1138 in the movie. I guess just like with TK they wanted to make the reference more obvious?)

Everything on the next page seems to be entirely comic invention and I love it! So much added tension.

The guy has a wonderful death pose. But "space-pirate"?

Comic Luke has no time to open doors normally:

And next we come to this beautiful collection of panels:

All of these lines are directly from the script as well. I adore Leia's expressions, especially in panel 3. That does seem like the appropriate reaction.

And we end the issue with this tease:

I can't wait.

This issue was kind of short on weird Lukes with all the helmets and so on... but I got to share this one:

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[hauntedfalcon]

actually the takeaway here is that Rian Johnson really had no fucking excuse at all 

[janiedean]

I watched tlj when I didn’t know anything about the SW fandom and i always thought it would be popular with fake woke people. I was so surprised to find that that’s not the case bc of r*ylo XD (I like the movie, I just also thought it would tick a lot of boxes for ‘woke’ people). Do you think tlj is so universally hated more bc of the old fanboys or the woke anti r*ylos?

I think tlj did the heinous crime in the eyes of some people of not catering to ANY specific fanbase, going where the director thought the story was headed AND not giving a fuck about pleasing nostalgia people nor taking the easy way out of anything. in the sense that it let the chars be flawed, didn’t give people a safe rehash of esb and had the guts to basically do what rian thought was good for the story, and since a lot of people wanted things out of it that they didn’t get (badass flawless luke for one) it seemed like everyone hated it EXCEPT that since it was an actual good movie bc it was about the story and not pleasing the audience or part of the audience it’s standing the test of time now ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ and people who liked it/appreciated a story told well actually watched it more than once differently from tros ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

tldr: ppl hated tlj because it didn’t give the audiences the immediate gratification they were hoping for and it actually had a personality and wasn’t afraid to say the heroes had a personality and some of the bad guys actually had a chance to be good. and that’s my two cents on the topic ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[aromantic-eight]

mylordshesacactus replied to your post: So am I the only person on the whole internet who...

no, literally every reasonable person in the star wars fandom (……admittedly a small number) is right there with you, but the hets be goggling.

Thank God Because Literally Every Discourse Post About That Movie Seems To Take It As A Given.

[mswyrr]

rewatch: “return of the jedi” [1983]

The sense of texture to the worlds and people and use of practical effects really makes it feel lived in and specific, even with the crappy CGI stuff Lucas added later! I can see why the grit, texture, and mythological storytelling appealed to so many people, even though I was a Trekkie as a kid. They’re very distinct worldviews: one based in the modern myth of progress and the other reaching for dramas of family and psychology that go back as far as recorded history and probably further

Leia is treated with so much more kindness and respect than female characters were by default in 1970s-80s movies. Sure, there are limits, but this is really on the higher end of representation at the time. Even with the slave costume thing! As Carrie said, she strangles Jabba to death. And btw just in general kudos to Carrie, who is captivating whenever she’s on screen <3

There’s a lot of ways to interpret it, but as someone who’s studied the post-WWII period it strikes me as such a cri de coeur of a Boomer son with a Greatest Generation father. Dad is frightening, modernist, distant, broken but keeping it all inside. Beneath technology and control. Did I mention kind of frightening? And he wants you to turn yourself into a weapon for The Man too, to fight the same evil imperialistic battles. But you just want to hang out and be chill and connect with your own soul/the universe and let other people do their thing too

Moving away from political metaphor, the idea of accepting the darkness in yourself and your own family legacy (even if your close kin are amazing, if you’re part of the human family, you’re part of a family that has committed murder, cruelty, etc and have to find a way to understand that) and finding the strength to move forward in light and love through your recognition of that is really really cool

Luke as a christlike figure willing to suffer physical torments and risk himself for his father’s salvation is intense and unique. Breaks a lot of rules of traditional “masculine” heroism where you bend the world to your force and pummel it into submission. ALSO I’d like to note that he achieves compassionate love not by emptying himself of feelings (as I feel like the Jedi Order came to over-emphasize)... the fear and anger are still there, but he chooses to have faith and that proves stronger than his fear and anger. Even though it’s a battle! And I LOVE that it’s a battle. I never really felt his journey as a young person and I know a ton of people have a problem with TLJ... but I finally love the guy? I love him as someone who has always struggled and who has very dark times and yet manages to reclaim his faith and be a beacon of hope...  He’s kind of a Marty Stu, especially early on. But the Boomer son stuff and nonviolent conflict resolution is really special and always has been. I feel like his complete journey emphasized that even more in a way that really works for me. Faith and love didn’t just come easy for him. Life is a perpetual struggle and sometimes we fall but we can rise again too. The light is always there for you.

Mark Hamill is much hotter to me than Harrison Ford sorry not sorry

Speaking of TLJ, people climb all over Rian Johnson’s ass for the pacing but at even the slowest moments of Canto Bight there were, like, three levels the story was operating on and there’s a ton of screen time here that is just empty action or weirdly paced. I actually like that; the more chill pacing at times, with characters just, like, wanting to hang out with their new Ewok friends works for the story. Though I could have done without the singing/dancing routine by the sex slaves (??)/sex workers at Jabba’s place

[brynnmclean]

I'm wrestling with Microsoft Word and somehow still slogging through TLJ audiobook. Thing I've noticed in the story: no one seems to like each other very much. Everyone is annoyed with each other. Sure, cool, fine, high-stress circumstances, but it's exhausting listening to this and being reminded just how unhappy and unkind everyone is in this narrative.

[ladyloveandjustice]

ive been following you for YEARS and i love your blog. i just wanted to say thank you for speading some rose tico positivity. when i saw the film i found myself really identifying with her character to the point that when she touched her medallion on crait i was actually moved to tears. Her line, 'i wanna put my fist through this whole lousy beautiful city' was so fucking metal, i loved it and her. it's jarring to see so many people having such a negative response to this character.

Aw thanks. And yeah, I know I shouldn’t say anything about tlj when I just said I was sick of it, but it is weird to me that all the discourse around her is how she was introduced and her relationship with Finn. I agree both those things were badly handled, and though I like their friendship I could care less about the romance! But that’s literally all I ever see people talk about with her. like there’s literally nothing else about her, when her relationship with her sister and her hometown and her anger surrounding that in general was what resonated with me about her! 

I’d like to see fan content about that, and not being able to see the VERY VERY few things about it is the only thing I really regret about blocking JFA, but there’s basically none of it in the fandom, and fandom acts like they’re totally justified in neglecting this aspect of her character. The movie focused too much on the stuff with Finn! So they’re going to do the same thing and totally dismiss her and act like there’s nothing else there! Nothing hypocritical about that!

To be honest,Rose is one of the only characters that really resonated with me in the new trilogy . I appreciate and like Rey, but I never really felt a connection with her, in JFA or TFA, same for Poe. Finn did really resonate me and had the potential to win my heart. (Actually, in Star Wars in general, I guess those two and Leia are the only characters I feel really connected to. I like Luke and Han and a couple R1 charas, but don’t feel a particular bond. Everyone else is just…. shrugs.)   I can’t say why this is and has nothing to do with quality of the character. But fandom is so freaking hostile to Rose AND it seems like there’s this message if you like Finn you’re not allowed to like her, I wouldn’t ever feel comfortable exploring why those characters were resonant for me personally, there’s no space for that in the fandom, now I can’t even appreciate Finn meta because it’s all married to endless discourse about Rose, so I guess it will be impossible for me to ever really get into Star Wars.

 It’s a shame, and it’s nobody’s fault, I never cared about Star Wars shipping and clearly a lot of people did, there’s racial issues I have no place in discussing that are involved too…but that’s how it is. The fandom is hyper-focused on stuff when I want to focus on other stuff and so I’ll be shut out forever. I’ve made my peace with that- I’ve got enough other fandoms to deal with.

[padawanblogging]

Saw a post a few days ago that I tried to let go ☃️ but can’t so here goes

It was saying that rose telling Finn you have to save the people you love was bad writing because that’s what Finn had been doing in the beginning for Rey and rose hadn’t cared

But I thought she was telling Finn that she had been wrong in the beginning, that she had made a mistake, and she didn’t want Finn to sacrifice himself like her sister had—I feel that moment was more about Rose’s character development rather than Finn’s (whose moment of revelation came before hers)

Anyway that’s my hot take

[andromeda3116]

So. The Last Jedi.

My opinions of it are mostly... eh. The positives:

--That opening scene, goddamn. I don't even remember if Paige Tico had a line, but that part where she's staring up at the detonator and kicking the support strut to make it fall, surrounded by armed bombs? Holy shit. Easily the most gut-wrenching part of the movie, to me, on the level with the climax of Rogue One. And the actress killed it, with very little to say and do, she made me hurt.

--Holdo sending the flagship through the Destroyer at lightspeed, fuck. Not only was it a badass moment, but it was breathtaking to watch.

--Kylo Ren killing Snoke, and the subsequent fight scene, were awesome (but there's an asterisk here). I actually ended up caring more about Kylo Ren after this movie than before, because he felt less like a brat and more like someone who has actually gone dark for a reason. Which I know he was always supposed to be, but it fell flat in TFA, to me.

--The casino looked like what George Lucas had wanted the Cantina in ANH to be, but lacked the ability/money to actually translate to screen. I loved everything about the look and feel of it, my only problem was that the Master Codebreaker should have been a Lando cameo. I know these movies have an issue with a huge galaxy only being made up of the same handful of people, constantly running into each other, but since we're already on this boat, we could at least invite Billy Dee Williams along for the ride.

--The little boy with the broom! This feeds into another point down -- I like the idea (I like the idea a lot) of a new generation of powerful Force users rising, that have the legend of the Skywalkers and the Jedi but aren't constrained by them. It's a good direction to take the whole universe in.

--Poe getting an actual character arc, hell yeah. My only problem is that Leia should have slapped him harder, or a second time. She reacts appropriately for a leader, I guess, but I did feel like Holdo straight-up shutting him down and kicking him out was a more reasonable response, considering how monumental a fuck-up that was. It did almost feel like he didn't quite grasp the weight of it, even further in -- it wasn't until the failed mutiny and Leia's return that he started to think he'd really messed up, and even then it was with what he'd just done, not with the Dreadnaught. I think it might have been better for him to see Rose weeping over the loss of her sister, to see the human cost of his recklessness. The whole arc made me think of Zoe's line in Serenity: "You know what the definition of a hero is? Somebody who gets other people killed." Still, the character development is solid and I'm here for it.

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Cons:

--Okay, the asterisk in the point above: for being such a powerful Force user, Ren hardly uses it in that fight. He should have been like Vader at the end of Rogue One -- he's at the top of his game, against multiple opponents who have a lot going for them, but who are not Force users. He should have been cutting through them like butter. I know that would have left Rey without as much to do, but this is the scene where we get to see him unload on more than inanimate objects. He should have fucking wrecked the whole room, left you in awe, which would turn to horror when he refuses Rey, because how can she hope to fight back against him? As it stands, they're pretty much equal, when she's been doing this for, like, a month.

--The Luke stuff. Like. The bit where he thinks about killing Ben but decides against it -- okay. I can... accept that. Although I think it was @ladytharen who pointed out that Luke consistently goes after the source of the problem, so he should have gone after Snoke, not his nephew. But I can accept a moment of weakness. It just feels so contrived. It's miscommunication for ~the drama~ and it's just. So, all of this could have been avoided if Luke had just hit the goddamn button before staring forlornly at his lightsaber thinking "my god what have I done?" Really? Is this really where we're going with this?

--Miscommunication/lack thereof seems to be a big driver of the plot of this movie, which I grant isn't rare, but boy is it glaring. It comes off like the whole Resistance falls to pieces as soon as Leia is out of the room, because nobody trusts or talks to anybody. Which, if that's the point... Okay, I guess, but that makes three for three series where the "good guys'" inability to fucking talk to each other sow the seeds of their own collapse.

--So. I like Finn and Rose and I like that they get their own side adventure, but having it turn out to be an hour-long shaggy dog story that accomplished nothing plot-wise was dumb. I also feel like the moment between her and Finn after she rams him away from the gun was just. The wrong time for that. I felt like it would have been better if she'd already been unconscious by the time he got there, so you get Finn freaking out about why she did it, without an immediate answer. As it is, it looks like there's gonna be this awkward please-ffs-don't love triangle thing with him and Rose and Rey and. Seriously, please for fuck's sake, don't. I can go either way, I'll be happy with whatever, just for the love of god resolve it without the nonsense angst, please.

-- I like Rey being a nobody, well enough, and I really like the concept that there are more (potentially) powerful Force users in the galaxy beyond the Skywalkers, foreshadowing a possible rise of a new "Jedi" order that is less restrictive and, well, shitty, than the old one. But I'm putting this under the cons because that clearly wasn't what JJ Abrams was going for, and since he's helming the next one, I'm pretty confident that Kylo Ren is retroactively going to have lied about it. Which brings me to the biggest issue --

--Inconsistency. People have pointed out how much of this one was a "fuck you" to previous films/canon, and that's great and all, but not when it makes for such an uneven story. I'm not really a fan of JJ Abrams, I think he has some glaring weaknesses and a goddamn terrible habit of introducing mysteries without knowing how to resolve them, but the series needs cohesion. Instead, it feels like a Round Robin. With him doing only the first and the last, it's going to make the conclusion nearly impossible to pull off cleanly. He clearly had his vision for it, and Rian Johnson clearly had a different vision for it, and do you really think that Abrams is going to spend a lot of time making the two work together? Because I don't.

I think he's gonna handwave the stuff that doesn't fit in with his plan and cram it all together so it ends where he originally wanted to end it. And I'm not sure how much I blame him, with how deliberate some of these fuck-yous were. Either they should have had him do all three, or they should pull someone new in to settle it neatly. I don't know who. Maybe one of the Harry Potter directors, who have some experience in trying to cobble together a coherent map of Hogwarts, three or four movies and two or three directors in.

--Also the milking thing was just... uncomfortable. Like. I get what they were going for, but. The face I made cannot be adequately expressed in words. It was like the look on Amy's face in B99 when Gina does her interpretive dance. It says, "not only am I distinctly confused but I am also deeply wishing that I wasn't present to witness this."

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Anyway, overall, the things it did right, it did really right, but the things it did wrong were... Quite clunky and hard to overcome. The ultimate result is... Meh. It was all right. I don't really care whether or not I see it again -- I would leave it on if it came up on TV, I'd go see it again with friends, but I could just as easily never see it again and not really be upset.

It comes in as a solid 5/10, neither great nor terrible. Just... Eh.