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[hxttslayer]

idek if anyone here is active anymore but i DO want to bring back leia

#the sw brainrot is REAL

[hxttslayer]

@awakenedtower // bc we talked about this forever ago

Anger courses through her veins and bristles from her skin. She realizes that other people can read her---as she stalks down the hallway, fists clenched, a path clears, people jumping out of her way. Solo. She scoffed audibly, only drawing more attention to herself. How was he always getting himself into trouble? He was an incredibly pilot and had certainly proved himself useful to their cause, and yet he caused them just as much damage.

The scoundrel had gotten himself captured, no doubt for the ever growing bounty on the man’s head. Leia had approached Mothma, as well as many other of the leaders in order to set up a rescue and had been promptly shut down; they did not have the resources to spend right now. She had understood, of course. The young woman had been preparing her entire life for a leadership position but, she could not help but feel betrayal. Solo had become an integral part of their system; had helped save her life as well as help with the recent destruction of the Death Star.

It was decided nearly instantly that she would simply find her own resources. She needed a pilot, a good one---Klytus V was not an easy place to get to, and she knew exactly the man to approach; so long as he was up for the job.

The door to the medbay slid open, an older model medical droid stomped about, and she nods politely at the few medics the Alliance had. “ I’d like a moment alone with Lieutenant Rook, if that’s alright. ” She manages a smile and the room is cleared, leaving only the two of them.

“ ---Lieutenant Rook. ” She pauses, voice warm and smiling softly at the older man. “ How are you feeling? ”

#awakenedtower #( threads ) #i hope this is okay??? #also i gave him a rank? #assuming he's probably still recovering #if you want me to change anything let me know !!! #( queue )

[hxttslayer]

@firstfulcrum // these cutes.

“ You’re here, you’re here !! ”

She wasn’t entirely sure what it was. There were the moderate amount of whispers among the palace but, still, something seemed different. And now it all made sense. The young girl runs, full speed, hair flying behind her, and crashes into the older woman, arms secured tightly around her waist. Leia stares up at her with large brown eyes, unable to hide the grin on her face. “ I’ve missed you. Things are more exciting when you’re around. ”

She hated it when Ahsoka left and quite enjoyed the mischief they got into together while she was around. No matter how short her visits, she always had a wonderful time.

Taking a few steps back, her hands jump up to her hair ( which was currently only half styled ), quickly removing the intricate braiding done by TooVee; her poor droid was not even given the chance to argue before Leia had jumped up and run off to meet their newest arrival.

“ Will you be staying long? ”

#firstfulcrum #( threads ) #i hope this is okay ! #let me know if you want me to change anything #( queue )

[hxttslayer]

She’s just like her father...

#the goodness that survived ( anakin skywalker ) #she'll always be royalty ( leia organa ) #the force is strong in my family ( skywalkers ) #i love this

[hxttslayer]

@rebeladmiral // bc of reasons

A smile is glued perfectly in place as she marches throughout the hallways of the base. Leia is regal---head held high. Hope had spread ablaze among many people; she, however, felt nothing. Though she smiled and greeted those who bustled about ( some nearly bouncing with joy ), her feet felt heavy; her head utterly empty. She had no home to return to. Her home planet, beloved family and friends, her people had ceased to exist. The Death Star had been destroyed and the people she had sworn to protect had paid the price.

Time was moving slower now. The princess had heard that there were plans to move the base, but not much else had come from the higher ups---the people who had helped build the Rebellion alongside her parents. The physical remnants she had of home ( Threepio and Artoo specifically, as well as a few change of clothes she had left behind from her last visit some time ago ) were few. Artoo was in need of repairs and Threepio appeared to be the only one ( droid or living ) who seemed able to see past her facade.

Her heart is heavy and she wants nothing more than to lie down and not get back up. She will, of course, continue on---she will keeping fighting for her people until she cannot fight anymore, but she what she truly needed was time to think. Her room on base was small ( terribly tiny compared to her room at the palace ) but, unlike others, she had it to herself. Hands shake as she reaches upwards to undo the messy buns on her head, brown hair unraveling and falling to her hips.

A shuffle outside of her quarters makes her sigh. Was it Threepio coming to check on her again? Luke, perhaps? ( She had come quickly to care for the newcomer, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to see him now ). Fingers run hastily through her hair as she triggers the door to slide open.

“ Lyn. ” The woman’s name passes through her lips, as fresh as air. Her desperation is evident and her face completely crumbles at the sight of her dearest friend. It’s the first time she’s expressed her pain since Alderaan’s destruction. Lips pursed, Leia blinks rapidly and fights the urge to just leap into Amilyn’s arms. Of course she would come. She feels like a tight ball has been unwound in her chest, and she does her best to force a smile. Relief floods her body. “ I...I am so happy that you’re here. ”

#rebeladmiral #i'm just tagging you in a thing #i hope this is okay??? #this got longer than i expected so don't worry about matching my length #anh verse tag

[hxttslayer]

#forever with her // ORGANAS #( me: *crying*

[hxttslayer]

I’m gonna get up and make it look easy Even though I don’t know how

#don't reblog this #i can bc blue luvs me #i'll live to dance with you // ben & leia

[hxttslayer]

if you don’t think b(en and lei)a have a lot of similarities you can fiiiiight me

#( ooc ) #i feel like a lot of ben's negative traits come from leia ??? #( + some of her good traits too !!! ) #lbr here #he's got his father's heart but he's also so much of leia #wreeeck meeee

[hxttslayer]

i need to redo my tags here

but first i gotta go see b(lack panther !!

#( ooc ) #i mean...i have a lot of stuff to do here but ya

[hxttslayer]

dating strengths / weaknesses

dating strengths

1. Independence - 100% 2. Appearance - 100% 3. Financial Situation - 100% 4. Adventurousness - 83.3% 5. Varied Interests - 71.4%

dating strengths explained

Independence - Your strong sense of independence comes in handy while dating. You are not held back or tied down; you are free to pursue your interests. Appearance - Despite what some will say, appearance matters in dating. You get high marks on appearance. Just make sure you balance it out with other qualities. Financial Situation - You've got your financial situation under control, which is a very desirable quality. Be careful to avoid people who are only interested in your money. Adventurousness - You are willing to try new things and be spontaneous. You want to get out there and really live, and you will attract people with a similar love of life. Varied Interests - You don't limit yourself, and that's a dating asset. Your varied interests make you available and interesting to a wider range of people.

dating weaknesses

1. Vanity - 91.7% 2. Temper - 62.5% 3. Arrogance - 50% 4. Humorlessness - 50%

dating weaknesses explained

Vanity - Learn to put a lower priority on looks. Appearance is, of course, important, but vanity is undesirable. The only people you will attract are the superficial. Temper - You need to work on controlling your temper. Don't let your anger get the best of you. A calm and rational persona is important when dating. Arrogance - You are a bit full of yourself. You need to practice a little humility now and then, as arrogance can be a turn-off. Humorlessness - You need to learn how to take a joke, or better yet how to tell a good one. A well-developed sense of humor is high on the list of desired traits for daters.

tagged by: my son... @redsabered tagging: i’m bad at tagging people so...anybody

#somebody has to save our skins // about #( leia is...not vain #but i think it did that because she's hella fashionable #bc princess #/senator #( queue )

[hxttslayer]

I keep dreaming one day I’ll open that door, and there he’ll be just the way he was. A smiling, happy, little boy, holding a new pet and begging me to let him keep it.

#i'll live to dance with you // ben & leia #( leia has one of these of ben #sorry i don't make the rules #she always has it with her #( or any of her children depending on verse cause i love all of you guys !!! ) #headcanon tag

[hxttslayer]

redsabered:

He has been a prisoner of war long enough to know that, under normal circumstances, he cannot be within thirty feet of Leia Organa without falling victim to a panic attack. There is something about the sternness of her gaze and the way it softens when she turns those steely eyes toward him that makes it difficult to breathe. He has learned to keep his distance, to keep his head down during briefing meetings in which he is given the choice to betray his Order by revealing vital information or face the penalty of death again and again, knows better than to approach her when he is given leave to wander about their base with two guards at his heels. 

But now he is holding his mother in his arms and he wants to ask When did you get so small? When did your hair go gray? but all he can manage is another mumble of assurance as a ripple of her pain is echoed in his body. There had always been an invisible cord that connected them, a thick band of light that tugged at him even in his darkest moments and beckoned him home, and it is in hyperdrive now. 

“They’re bringing medics,” he fails to mention his disgust with their scarce rebellion resources as he applies pressure to her wound. The FIrst Order possessed the best medical droids in the galaxy. Her soldiers were operating with outdated technology that would delay her recovery time by days. “Stay with me, Ma.”

@hxttslayer 

The pain he feels for her spreads throughout her own body. She tries hard to focus on her breathing; she had been injured before---badly injured, many, many times throughout her youth. Between the numerous attempts on her life and her time with the Rebellion, pain was not strange to her. Yet, lying in the arms of her son was bringing her nothing but comfort. She hoped he could tell---that whatever connection they shared through the Force made sure that her son felt her happiness.

Nodding slowly, Leia puts a smile onto her face. “----I know.” She knows that the medics will come by as soon as they can; she trusts them with her life, with her Resistance. Even now, she wants to protect him. She forgets that he is no longer the young boy she sent off with her brother all those years ago. Leia cannot help but think of his father. Ben looks and sounds so much like him. It was still difficult to admit that Han was gone ( harder still to admit how he had gone ).

A rough laugh escapes her lips, though it quickly turns into a cough. Her hand goes over his, the one over her wound. Blood seemed so ancient in this moment. Burns were much more common. “I...I wasn’t sure,” she pauses to take a breath “if I’d hear you call me that again.”

#redsabered #( threads ) #please #you know i love you and everything you write

[hxttslayer]

"What ever you do, don't go to sleep. Stay awake."

HELPING MY INJURED MUSE ( MEMES ) | ACCEPTING ( @redsabered )

An unsteady breath passes through her lips, but she can’t help but smile, her fingers wrapping gingerly around his hand. It was such a great and simple delight knowing that he wanted alive. She nods slowly, though even as she does her eyelids droop further. “ Mhmmm. ” She takes a breath, blinking her eyes in an attempt to do just as he said; it was getting harder and harder with every breath.

Leia opens her mouth to speak but cannot summon the words. She feels tears prick at her eyes and swallows thickly; how could she die now, when her Ben was at her side? “ I’ll---I’ll  be fine... ” she manages to squeeze his hand, her voice hoarse. “ Anything for you. ”

#redsabered #(answered ) #...i luv you #uwu

[hxttslayer]

"Stop squirming, I'm trying to help." (She's absolutely not)

“HELPING” MY INJURED MUSE ( MEMES ) | ACCEPTING ( @itscallingmc )

Her hand reaches out and takes a hold ( tightly ) of Rey’s wrist, forcing the younger woman’s hand away from her. The room spins around her; Leia had hit her head and blood is running down her neck and matting her hair together. She knew full well that Rey would be of no help to her—the regret ( and the throbbing pain ) that passes through her, however, is not enough to make her loosen her grip.

“ENOUGH!” Her voice cuts through the air, holding out her palm in Rey’s direction and uses the force in order to push her away. Somehow, she manages to stand on shaking legs, her breathing is heavy, and her hand still held out. Concern crosses her features, her heart heavy.

#itscallingmc #( answered ) #i don't even have icon good enough for this soooo

[hxttslayer]

Helping My Injured Muse Sentence Starters

"Oh, God, you're bleeding. You're bleeding a lot."

"Stop squirming, I'm trying to help."

"Hang on, I got you."

"Just lean on me, I'll help you walk."

"We should get that looked at."

"Don't tilt your head back, you'll make your nosebleed worse!"

"Just sit up and breathe, ok?"

"Eh, you'll be fine. I think. Maybe."

"What ever you do, don't go to sleep. Stay awake."

"Oooooo. That looks painful."

"Oh, thank God! Don't scare me like that!"

"How the hell did you do this to yourself?"

"Hey, hey, stay with me, ok?"

"You stopped breathing."

"Oh look, it's alive."

"Take deep breaths, you'll be fine."

"Arms shouldn't move like that..."

"What happened to your leg?!"

"Yep, that's broken alright. How'd you manage that?"

"Here's some ice."

"You're welcome, by the way."

"Do you need an ice pack for that shiner?"

"Yeesh, you look like shit."

"Wait, you were mugged?!"

"Is that a stab/gunshot wound?"

"Ok, ew. I'm not cleaning that up."

"Easy, easy! Just lay down, you hit your head."

"You probably have a concussion, so I wouldn't be moving arou d too much if I were you."

"We thought you were dead!"

"On a scale of 1 to 10, how much does it hurt?"

"Can you walk on your own?"

"You're getting blood on my clothes!"

"How many fingers am I holding up?"

#( memes )

[hxttslayer]

i’m gonna sift through my drafts for a bit !!! right not i plan on keeping my threads ( if i do choose to drop certain threads, i’ll totally let you know )

if you would rather drop any old threads ( or you’ve dropped any threads we’ve had ) and want to do something new please, please let me know !!!

#( ooc ) #seriously y'all my IMs are always open

[hxttslayer]

does...anyone even follow me on here anymore???

can i bring this back???

#i hear there's some drama going around so i may be using the unfollow button if i see it tbh #but seriously.... #( ooc )