#roguecapt

[eleutheriana-archive]

cassian: asks leia if she’s gonna be alright

padme:

[eagerbender-blog]

before the avatar can turn her head, naga sprints off in a hurry ; rushing the stranger before her, big paws slamming into the freshly packed snow, sending bits and pieces flying. standing on her back legs ; she jumps the stranger, sending them tumbling without warning. korra is a bit embarrassed, she takes off trying to help naga's new acquaintance ; the polar bear dog can be a bit much at certain times, the dog thinks she's meant to sit in a lap even being as big as she is.

                 ❛  oh geez, sorry. i apologize. she can be, uh, crazy sometimes. good thing is, she wouldn’t harm a fly.  ❜ 

though she would protect korra with her life. 

starter for @roguecapt.

[eleutheriana-archive]

listen i’m not saying pa.dmé ( cough cough anthia cough cough ) consistently tries to set @lastorgana and @roguecapt up on a date and is always singing both of their praises to the other one at any given moment and perpetually finds excuses to get cas.sian on alder.aan and picks out dresses for le.ia to wear but that’s....

that’s exactly what i’m saying.

[lastorgana]

@roguecapt replied to your post: ive got some nice gals following me im sHOOK

hi luv u

ily ❤️️💘💖💞💝💕💟💓💗

[oletherian-archive-blog]

the only doing of the funky do thay will be happening under my roof. will be between me and my wife.

[oletherian-archive-blog]

@roguecapt liked for a starter  //  cassian andor.  

       he stepped into the room.  eyes hidden by the red shields,  were locked onto the traitor in front of him.   it hadn’t taken long for his troopers to grab a hold of the traitor.  it wasn’t difficult to get him into the room from what he heard.  but the worst part  ;   was how long darth vader was taking to come into the room.  ( but he was here now ).  and he had already closed his fist tightly in a rage.  he was already sick and tired of the rebellion.   sick and tired of having to strike them down.  only for them to get back up.   he was unsure how many were part of this rebellion.  but he wouldn’t stop until the pathetic little rebellion was burned to the ground,  with any of those who betrayed the empire.

      ❝ ... who sent you ? ❞        the voice spoke through the mechanical breathing,   a voice that was no longer his own.  confirming that he was more machine than he was man.  stopping just steps from him,  his breathing became the only sound in the room as he waited for his answer.  staring down at him.  the frown hidden hidden by the mask,  but his fist was a clear sign of his frustration with waiting as she squeezed closed once more.