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wrongsyndulla:

given the weight of what’s happened - of what jacen’s wrought, in part - it should be pretty unlikely that he’ll be able to keep his decisions a secret from his parents for long. there’s no doubt they’ll quickly figure out he’s not part of the resistance, the rest can’t be far behind. and given they shouldn’t really be leaving the base right now anyway, he doubts he’d have the chance to explain.

so when he hears hera’s voice, as gentle and reassuring as it always had been when he was young, it comes as a complete surprise. and certainly not a good one. “what - what are you doing here?” he asks quickly, his voice low as so not to draw attention to either of them. she shouldn’t be out here. it’s not safe. if a trooper - or worse, a remaining knight were to find her, jacen’s not sure what he would do. and he can’t lose her again.

he doesn’t even look inside the bag, taking hold of her arm instead and pulling her towards an alleyway. at least there they have less of a chance of being noticed. “you shouldn’t be here, what’s wrong with you? this - it’s dangerous out here! you can’t be this reckless just for -” shaking his head, he takes a peek inside the bag - and it only worries him more - “meiloorun buns? seriously? this isn’t worth risking your life over!”

Of course this was dangerous, but by the stars she needed to know he was safe. Many years ago she probably wouldn’t have done something so brash but after losing Kanan, and Ezra... Hera wanted to hold her family closer. Spend more time, because she felt as if she hadn’t spent enough time with those two. But Jacen... Despite hardly knowing him at this point he was her son. Her family. She was determined to be a better parent than her father ever was.

It shouldn’t have been a surprise he wasn’t too thrilled. “I told you I was going to see you.” Hera was glad at this point that she had his comm information so she can stay in contact with him, but knowing his father he was bound to be reckless as well, at least to an extent. And then he scolded her, furrowing her eyebrows “Don’t talk to me like that, I’m a grown woman who can take care of herself, not to mention your mother.” She couldn’t help but scold in that matronly tone of hers, mostly just surprised at this reaction to her “You think I didn’t plan out every move I’m making? I’m not your father.” Hera had gotten the buns from base, she wasn’t going to stop at some bakery to get them and risk exposing herself.

“I needed to be sure you were safe.” Hera’s tone softened, reaching to gently cup his cheek “I know you’re not on the resistance base but I can’t have anything happen to you.”

#jacen2

Hera knew what she was doing was dangerous, but it had been too long since she had seen her son in person. She wasn’t completely sure why he wasn’t on the Resistance base in the first place but it was safer for him to not be anyways, it was dangerous times for them and she didn’t want him hurt. Hera had already learned that she had left him before she would ever want to, leaving him to be on his own... She wouldn’t have if she had a choice, she hoped he did too. Hera never wanted her son to experience what she had with his father.

Keeping her hood up and tight so as not to let anyone have even a glimpse of her green lekku she walked with her head down to where she was meeting him. If Kanan knew what she was doing she’d expect him to stop her but it was their son. Even if she didn’t completely know him from this present time she loved him with all her heart.

“Jacen.” Hera said softly when she saw him, moving over to sit next to him, holding some meiloorun buns that he had mentioned he liked. If nothing else it was still her favorite “I got you something.” She held out the small pastry bag.

@wrongsyndulla

#jacen2 #she loves him SO MUCH

anakin-solo

❝ We will not stand down...we will not be broken by fear...we are strong, united by our courage. ❞ ↳ pilot. general. rebel.

“ i hate waiting. ”

“Sorry, kid, waiting is a part of life.” Hera said with a small smile and laugh, though her eyes looked sad. She had done plenty of waiting in her life and it never got easier.

#calxkestisx

❝ i think you’re trying too hard. ❞ - trilla

“I’m trying to make up for all the people not trying hard enough.”

#Anonymous

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leneemusing:

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rpmemes-galore

Coldplay — X&Y Album {Sentence Starters}

“Say how you feel.”

“What if I got it wrong?”

“And I will try to fix you.”

“You can’t be too careful.”

“You really broke my heart.”

“Let me in, unlock the door.“

“You don’t have to be on your own.”

“Maybe you’ll get what you wanted.”

“I need someone who understands.“

“For you, I’ve waited all these years.“

“You’re gonna get it right some time.”

“You don’t want me there in your life.”

“You don’t want me there by your side.”

“If you never try, then you’ll never know.“

“Are you scared of what you don’t know?“

“If you could see it, then you’d understand.”

“When you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep…”

“You know that darkness always turns into light.“

“When you try your best, but you don’t succeed…”

“I can only blame myself. You can only blame me.”

“You just want somebody listening to what you say.”

“You’re in control, is there anywhere you wanna go?“

“You’re in control, is there anything you wanna know?“

“When you get what you want, but not what you need…”

“I’m so scared about the future and I want to talk to you.”

“Every step that you take could be your biggest mistake.”

“Do you feel like a puzzle, you can’t find your missing piece?“

“I’ve been trying hard to reach you, ‘cause I don’t know what to do.”

“I know something is broken and I’m trying fix it, trying to repair it any way I can.”

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studzilla:

part i. slightly edited for clarity & grammar. feel free to change pronouns or alter for context.

❝ don’t call it a fight when you know it’s a war. ❞

❝ you’ve got pretty eyes but i know you’re wrong. ❞

❝ i can’t believe that we’re talking about him. ❞

❝ why are you singling him out? ❞

❝ well, i think we better go. ❞

❝ my shirt looks so good when it’s just hanging off your back. ❞

❝ use your hands and my spare time. ❞

❝ all we seem to do is talk about sex. ❞

❝ does he take care of you? ❞

❝ could i easily fill his shoes? ❞

❝ if we’re gonna do anything, we might as well just fuck. ❞

❝ you’ve got a boyfriend anyway. ❞

❝ why do you talk so loud? ❞

❝ i think you’re trying too hard. ❞

❝ i’ve been thinking lots about your mouth. ❞

❝ i remember that i liked you, no matter what i found. ❞

❝ why don’t you figure my heart out? ❞

❝ i love the way you love yourself. ❞

❝ why don’t you speak out loud instead of living in your head? ❞

❝ it’s always the same. ❞

❝ what a let down. ❞

❝ you know i can’t be found with you. ❞

❝ i stop myself when i’m around you. ❞

❝ you’re cold, and i burn. ❞

❝ babe, stay. ❞

❝ the police have come. ❞

❝ everything’s gone wrong. ❞

❝ you look so cool. ❞

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wrongsyndulla:

he knows he’s change a little, since jacen saw her. since she.. died. he’s a little older, a little rougher around the edges. but surely she recognises her - he hasn’t changed that much, surely. there’s a surprise in her wide eyes, as clear as day, but.. recognition, too. of course, of course she recognises him. they were too close for her to not, surely.

nodding his head, jacen’s smile only growing and for the first time since hera’s death, jacen finally feels like things are being put right in the universe. they’re not, not at all - the bigger picture speaks for itself, there’s so much they need to fix, but.. they’re together again, and that’s what matters. “yeah, it’s me.” he confirms, stepping closer and letting out a soft chuckle at the fruit in her hands. “still couldn’t resist the meiloorun, huh?”

How could Hera not recognize her son. Besides the fact that he had green hair and green on his ears he looked like his father. Or at least Hera thought so. She had always thought so, for the brief time she remembered him before being brought here. Of course he was alive, he was wuch a smart boy and came from a family of survivors. Unable to help herself Hera reached up a hand to cup his cheek, looking into those familiar eyes. She didn’t know how old he was but it didn’t matter, they were together again, her family was here.

Tears of joy stung her eyes, feeling that familiar pang that she had felt when she was reunited with Kanan, feeling such pride and joy at what a man Jacen had become. “I’d hope you’d know that I can’t resist it.” She said with a small laugh, pulling her hand away “Look at you.”

#jacen1

inspiringgreatness:

“i know, hera, and we will. as we always have.” ahsoka assures her with a smile. and she means it, she wouldn’t lie or try and pull the wool over hera’s eyes like that. they’d known each other too long and too well for that, back in their time. but she does also want to lend her friend some reassurance. it’s not easy to be in another war, another rebellion, trying to free people from another harmful and controlling grip. letting out a soft sigh, ahsoka rubs her forehead. “i know.. i know. and we will find a weakness. but we need to ensure we don’t get comfortable and assume we know things we don’t, that’s all.” glancing over at hera, ahsoka can’t help but raise an eyebrow at the comment. it’s no surprise they would bring people back form the empire as well. they were successful in holding the galaxy for so long, after all. “but it gives us an advantage. if they try to use tactics we already know, we will have the upper hand. in a way - it works to our benefit.”

This wasn’t something Hera had ever thought she would have to deal with again. When the war against the empire had ended Hera had hoped that it was truly over. That her son could be raised in a peaceful life , unlike she herself had lived with. Especially for Kanan’s sake. He had sacrificed himself for her, for all of them, and they wouldn’t have survived and seen the fall of the empire without his sacrifice. Hera had accepted that.

This, this flipped everything upside down. War was raging once more and honestly Hera had a small fear that she would have to go through the heartbreak of losing Kanan once more, and not to mention she didn’t even know where Jacen had disappeared to.

“Yes, I know.” Hera smiled faintly at Ahsoka though the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. She was tired but this wasn’t a time to rest. “We need all the advantages we can get at this point. People favor them after the gala and we need.. Anything. Hope is mostly what I’m clinging to right now. We won once, we can do it again, hm?”

#ahsoka1

wrongsyndulla:

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“i should’ve known.” jacen says under his breath when his eyes land on the familar twi’lek. he would recognise her anywhere, of course - how could he not? this is the woman who raised him, who inspired him, who taught him everything he knows. who taught him that protecting people is the most important thing you can do in your life.

thank kriff he’s not in his gear today, dressed more casually to blend into the crowd. he wouldn’t want to mess up their reunion by raising the why do you look like a bounty hunter question. they can deal with that another time. maybe. for now.. jacen just wants to see his mother.

he wastes no time moving through the crowd towards her, his movements getting quicker the closer he gets. losing his mother had been such a turning point in his life, it had changed.. everything. it might not be ideal, to have been pulled to the future like this, but jacen can’t deny the nervous excitement in his stomach at getting to see his mother again. “i’m not surprised they brought you back, too.” he says as soon as he’s in earshot, an amused, excited, relieved sort of smile on his face.

Hera had been trying her best to stay collected. Despite having been here for a while there was always something new to get used to, and she couldn’t always share with Kanan. Things from her role as a leader in the rebellion and resistance, and, their son... She felt like she only knew of him but she had looked into his past. Looked for old pictures of them and stories that others could tell. He had been growing up to be such a man, so much like his father. But then... He disappeared. Right around the time she presumed she had died. Had he died? Was he hiding? If so why was he hiding. There were so many question she wanted to ask him but she didn’t think that would happen.

Walking through the crowded streets she kept her eyes forward, rubbing her thumb over the meiloorun fruit she had got from a stall to have as a snack, trying to think of where she all needed to go and what she needed to do. There was always a list running in her head.

So when there were eager footsteps heading towards her she didn’t pay attention. Her mind was busy and people were always scurrying about the streets. What did catch her though was the voice. It was... Familiar but one she didn’t think she had ever felt before. Hera looked back, eyes widening when she saw the man who had spoke to her. There wasn’t a doubt in her mind who it was. His face, the green on his ears, he had Kanan’s smile “Jacen..?”