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constellation-em · 11 months
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poe proposing to you
Okay here's the deal; I'm trying to break out my writers block so I wrote some quick little blurbs, didn't proofread them, and posted them on ao3 (@marvel_van_hogh on there as well). So, without any further ado, here you go:
“I’m leaving for six months.” He looked you dead in the eyes. He didn’t have his signature smirk, no twinkle in his eyes. He wasn’t joking.
“Poe you can’t be serious,” you whispered, tears welling up in your eyes. He closed the gap between the two of you, grabbing both of your hands in his. 
“I’m sorry sweets. I swear I’ll come back. I promise on the entire universe I will come back for you.” He gripped your hands tighter, looking deep into your eyes. 
“You can’t promise that. It’s war, Poe.”
“I can.”
And just like that, Poe was down on one knee, his mothers ring held out in front of you. You had been so caught up in the moment that you didn’t realise it wasn’t around his neck like it usually was. 
Wait.
What’s happening?
“Poe?” You looked down at him, your left hand still in his right. You could feel your heart beating a mile a minute and the tears were coming faster now- you just didn’t know what emotions they were conveying. 
“Marry me, darling. The universe wouldn’t dare take a husband from his partner.” He took a deep breath. You could see it, hear it, feel it. There was a moment of hesitation in both of you.
“Poe.”
“Darling.”
“We’re in a war.”
“And I’m in love.”
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Six months later, your husband returned to you safe and just a little scratched up. He was right. The universe wouldn’t dare take him away from you, but you weren’t sure that was the marriage’s doing. He told people he only proposed because he wanted to lock you in before he went away for a while, but you both knew the truth. In glances shared across the room during parties, in shared breakfasts in the canteen in the morning, and in sweet cuddles in the dark of the night, you both knew the truth.
He was in love with you, and you were in love with him.
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So anyway if you liked it feel free to leave a note and maybe follow me? I've been trying to be more active as well as fight the bots haha
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swedenis-h · 4 months
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These two, man… (X)
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art-question-mark · 1 year
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“ “I thought I told you to stay with the ship,” he growled.
“You did,” K-2SO replied. “But I thought it was boring, and you were in trouble. There are a lot of explosions for two people blending in.””
— Rogue One Novelisation by Alexander Freed
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gennianydots · 1 year
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STAR WARS:
Animated vs Live Action
Characters from Clone Wars/Rebels in their live action iterations
Ahsoka Tano
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Hera Syndulla
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Grand Admiral Thrawn
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Sabine Wren
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And my favorite “no thoughts only war crimes” droid:
Chopper
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rubixcubi · 2 months
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What if I cryed
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yamikuruku · 1 year
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just your local Rattataki enjoying a drink
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marine4rt · 9 months
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Hi! I'm Marina and I'm new to this website. I'm an artist and I'll start uploading my works here from now on ^^
También hablo español, es mi lengua materna. Puedo manejarme en inglés pero se me da mal xD
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lothal-cat-jedi · 1 year
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My name's Ezra, what's yours?
Also knows as Jabba The Hut, Dev Morgan and... Lando Calrissan. Although, a much better Lando than you might have heard about 😁
I'm a Lothal kid trying to figure out my place in this world and also this universe. Oh yeah, and animals, uh, they sorta like me, but in a normal way, nothing like jedi stuff or something. Stay comfortable around! I can show you my family and also some cool tricks I can do!
— Ezra Bridger
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❝ We can't back down just because we're afraid, that's when we need to stand the tallest! That's what my parents told me. That's what my new family helped me remember. Stand up together, because that's when we are strongest... As one. ❞
|| Hiya! This is a fan account for role-playing the character Ezra Bridger, from Star Wars: Rebels show. This account is manged by my other profile @belong2human-kind. I am in love with Rebels, and also am a great shipper of Ezra and Sabine together. If you feel bothered for anything, any words, images, roleplays or literary anything, you can DM me on my both accounts and I'll do my best to get you feeling better. Count on me for that! I hope you all get comfortable around here! Also, I hope you enjoy 😊🌻||
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No one talk to me
I just watch the Mando finale for Season 3 and I am still not over it
Btw, Axe Woves has my heart now 💋🫶
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constellation-em · 1 year
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'You Never Asked Him What It Meant' - Din Djarin/Reader
This is a snippet from a WIP of mine- reader has lost Din, and a wandering woman has just asked if they would like her to wait with them. I'm not so good at writing full blurbs but want to practice more, so I figured I would get this small piece out. Please leave feedback! I need it lol, writing fanfiction is a lot different than the literary analysis like I'm used to.
words: 1.1k
warnings: language
feedback wanted!
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"No, I just- He'll find me but- I don't even know where the ship is, oh Maker I'm screwed!" Your sobs returned, it felt like the air had been pulled out of your lungs by the fear that always sat in you when Din went after a bounty. What if he didn't come back? You couldn't fly the ship. You couldn't fight. You were just a glorified engineer and medic, basically kept on to keep the ship clean. Why did Din even keep you around?
You liked to think it was because he had taken a liking to you. You had been working on his ship with him for over a year at this point- hired off Nevarro when Karga decided you needed something better to do than slinging drinks. Din hated you at first. He ignored you, and just let you do your own thing. It wasn't until he came back with a stab wound in his dominant arm that your talents came to light.
What he had been told: You could fix a ship in a pinch, and do housework. Not to mention your cooking was not too shabby. "She'll hold you accountable," Karga had said.
What he hadn't been told (and what Greef Karga didn't know, and would never know): You had been getting paid under the table to patch up bounty hunters when things went awry for them. You knew your way around a medkit with your eyes closed.
Din couldn't fix his own arm, much to his demise. He tried, you heard his grunting from inside the cockpit. To be honest, you had been a bit concerned at first that maybe something… less than savory was happening.
"Hey," He had yelled, "You know how to cauterize? Or even use a kriffing bactapad?" You had walked in, and he was a sore sight. Like… a really sore sight. He was sitting in the pilot's chair, facing sideways from the door, hunched over into almost a ball. There was a deep laceration on his right shoulder, and blood caked all around it and his hand.
His hand. That was the first thing you saw, his gloveless hand. This was the first time you had seen any of his skin. Up to this point, you weren't sure he was human. Hell, you didn't even know his name. The next thing you saw was his beskar armor, thrown onto the ground. Normally he was gentle with it, almost reverent. Then you noticed his flight suit.
Pulled down off his shoulder, down his arm, and hanging half off his back. Unzipped and his chest in full view. This couldn't be compliant with his Creed. Could it?
"I- yeah. I'll grab my medkit."
"No need." He grunted, pointing at the box sitting next to him.
"Mando, there's no numbing spray in there. Mine has some, let me grab it. Keep pressure on the wound."
"I said. No need." You could hear the anger in his voice. It wasn't meant to be directed at you; you knew that. It still stung though.
"Alright. But it's gonna hurt." You moved towards him, kneeling on the ground at his side. There wasn't a lot in his medkit. It seemed well-used. There was at least enough to disinfect, cauterize, and cover with a bactapad.
"Good." That made you pause. What did he say? Did he say good? Maker, did Karga stick you on a ship with a psychopath? Or… was it something sadder than that? Did he feel like he deserved it? As you moved to grab his arm, he stiffened up. "Sorry. Not used to… this. Getting help."
"S'okay. Just let me do my thing, Mando, and you'll be good as new." He relaxed a little bit, shoulders falling as he let out a breath. "This spray is gonna be cold. Just a warning." You grabbed the small bottle, giving it a small shake. Good. Mostly full. Although you figured you wouldn't need much, seeing as he literally said good to it hurting. You pointed it at the cut, giving it a spray.
"Dank Farrik! Fuck!" He jerked out of your grip, grabbing his arm and hissing with pain.
"Shit shit shit shit I'm sorry Mando I tried to tell you-" Fuck you had warned him right? He paused, and tilted his head towards you.
"Keep going."
"Say again?"
"Keep. Going." So you did. You gave him another spray, and you grabbed the cauterizer. Every sound you made caused him to stiffen up, and every time you grabbed his arm again he relaxed. It was a never-ending cycle of cusses and hisses and gentle shushing.
By the time you finished and applied the bactapad, his breathing had settled down to a normal pace. You looked up at him from your place on the floor. He was silent, which wasn't uncharacteristic of him, but you were worried. What if he was mad at you for helping him? He had asked, but still. What if he fired you, sent you back to working at a shitty guild bar and dealing with flirtations of douchey bounty hunters? You couldn't go back there. You wouldn't.
"Thank you." It was a small sound, a barely heard sentence. You weren't even sure you heard it come out of his mouth, until he turned to face you directly. His hands reached out and grabbed your shoulders, thumbs lightly stroking them.
"It's nothing, you were hurt… I couldn't let you suffer like that Mando." He tilted his head towards yours, the cold beskar of his helmet pressing against your forehead. You weren't sure, but you thought maybe this meant he was warming up to you.
"My name is Din. You should know that… if you're going to be my medic." Oh. Oh. You weren't even expecting a thank you out of him. And he gave you his name? You didn't ask for it; he bared it to you, just as he bared his soul when asking for help, when showing you his scarred and wounded skin. "Will you? Be my medic? I wish Karga had told me about your skills before… that piece of bantha shit keeps so many secrets." This was a new side of Man- Din. You had never seen him so talkative.
"I- yeah. Yeah Din. I'll be your medic. From now until you get tired of me. If that's okay?" You chuckled against his helmet, and if you heard right, he did too.
"Of course. Of course it's alright cyar'ika."
You never asked him what that meant.
thank you for reading!
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art-question-mark · 1 year
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“Instead she looked to Cassian.
“I’m glad you came,” she said.
When the words finally touched him, he gently smiled and took her hand. She entwined her fingers with his so that they didn’t drop away.”
— Rogue One Novelisation by Alexander Freed
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chosenimagines · 2 years
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Sooooo am I the only one who sometimes has this phase when they don’t want to finish any show or movie series they started? Because I watched Merlin, Teen Wolf and everything Star Wars almost at the same time and the only thing I finished is Merlin and it gave me such a hard time emotionally
now i am trying to finish Teen Wolf and then Star Wars because I am amlost there but I somehow cant :(
WHYYYY
anybody else having that problem? no? okay.
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angelsaxis · 1 year
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i scroll through twitter and see dumb discourses that always amount to someone having a negative opinion on something and every adult and teenager in the world being like "nobody is allowed to complain actually. if you complain that means youre wasting your life. you can only talk about things that you like" i think everyone needs to go outside and remember that complaining about or even *gasp* ranting about something you dont like is a totally normal part of life what the FUCK is going on
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Captain Rex Clone Trooper Helmet original watercolor illustration [x]
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aq2003 · 2 years
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while i'm riding on the absolute high of canon aroace obi-wan this one guy's life is shattering before his eyes
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simpingbluntly · 2 years
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my dearest padme,
your beauty shine bright with every inch of your face that my eyes happen to scan. your long soft hair done up into whatever uncomfortable hair style you must wear but one thing is for certain, you still look stunning. your outfits, rich in material and soft to the touch. it almost reminds me how lucky i am to be in your presents. or how i was luck. for now every face i scan is bleak and distasteful. i feel a low ache in my heart. i cannot go about my life without you. and i don’t think i can go on much longer.
my legs wobble as i walk and my arms hang heavy as i try to find the strength to do anything. you use to be so proud of my padme. for how i would fight. ive lost the will. your people have made a grave for you. and in some ways i can feel you beneath me. i’m so ashamed of myself but even then i cannot muster up the strength to make you proud. and for that i’m sorry.
love you forever,
anakin skywalker
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