#naberrian

[alderaanihope]

@naberrian​ liked for a short starter

           “You don’t actually believe all those rumors, do you? Because none of them are true.”

[forceson-a]

@naberrian

                  “  are you alright over there, admiral?  ”

[ofjcdi]

@naberrian​ || continued from x

He smiles sadly as he feels her fingers wrap around his own. Her skin feels soft where it touches his, nearly as smooth as the velvety petals she had folded into his palm. He had certainly lived to see her glory, he thought. She was a born leader, he had known that since the day he had met her, yet it still filled him with a quiet sense of awe to watch the almost effortless way she commanded both a room of politicians and a fleet of rebel ships. Admiral seemed to suit her, far better than Queen or Senator ever did. Watching her thrive in her element was a privilege.

But his own glory– that had already come and gone. His glory had been the years he had spent on the front lines of the clone wars. Not the fighting itself– that part he had hated, even more so now that he knew all the blood he had shed was in vain. It was the feeling of having Anakin by his side that he missed, of being The Team. Kenobi and Skywalker: The Great Negotiator and The Hero Without Fear. He had felt so invincible then, so self-assured. So convinced that whatever may come to pass, he would always have Anakin with him. It had been willfully naive, and shamefully unjedi-like, and yet had allowed himself to believe it, and to blind himself to Anakin’s steady decline as the war had progressed. No, his glory did not lie ahead; it was well behind him.

“I’m afraid I’ve already lived past that.”

[onlyhopc]

☆★ CONT. @naberrian

A reassuring smile curls the corners of his lips, small but genuine. He lets the comment hang between them for a moment before reaching out, resting a hand just by her elbow.

❛ I can’t promise Anakin will be particularly careful, but I can promise to watch out for him, ❜ he always did. The touch is only fleeting before he withdraws his hand, glancing up the corridor to see people already making their way towards the hanger. He would have to go shortly for the final briefing.

❛ We will be back before you even notice we’re gone. ❜

[hopefired-a]

DID YOU SAIL ACROSS THE SUN, @amxdala / @naberrian

001. like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill i will conquer / 002. i can hear my fading breath like thunder on the sea / 003. the blue tide pulling me under, or are you my soul, my heart, pull everything apart? / 004. and she told it to me, that she’s gonna be an angel just you wait and see / 005. she listens like spring and she talks like june / 006. it’s in your bloodstream, a collision of atoms that happens before your eyes / 007. and all this devotion was rushing over me / BONUS ANI.DALA: there ain’t nothing here for me anymore, but i don’t wanna be alone

[sumphcra-blog]

@naberrian liked for a 1975 starter

“I’m petrified of being alone. It’s pathetic, I know.”

[awakenedtower-blog]

@naberrian

“Forgive me, Senator, I didn’t mean to lie to you.” Hands raised in surrender Bodhi stepped closer, fully aware of the fact she was expecting someone else. For months now he’d been in the personal escort of the Supreme Chancellor and had learned enough to lie his way into her apartment, but now face to face with the small senator Bodhi felt a spike of fear. “Please, before you call security I’m begging you, you have to hear me out. And...and then you can do whatever you want.”

Bodhi was too scared to have a thought in his mind of hurting the senator, and he didn’t doubt that she was armed. “I couldn’t state why I was here officially...doing so would have been suicide. I didn’t know where else to turn, please.”

The rambling was unbecoming, but as anxiety took hold in his voice and his hands slowly lowered he looked more and more like a desperate man. “Please...”

[hopegained-a]

@naberrian from here

[GRANDMA]: I’m fine. [GRANDMA]: I’m just going away for a while. [GRANDMA]: Don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself. [GRANDMA]: Just tell everyone I’m okay. [GRANDMA]: I don't know when I'll come home.