#sequal trilogy

[generalhugsstan]

It's giving evil villian and cat associate

[crazy-god-bunker-jughead]

Listen. I enjoy Finnpoe/stormpilot. I respect it. I’ve read multiple fics. HOWEVER I fucking love Finnrey and untimately think it would have been best for the (originally intended) story.

Like, Rey was abandoned as a child and all she had ever wanted is for someone to come back for her, and Finn does!! He ditches his plans to hide in the outer rim to save her, and overcomes his fear of the empire and joins the resistance. Finn says Rey looked at him like no one ever had, which inspired him to actually become the ‘resistance hero’ she thought he was! They only knew eachother like a day but were inexplicable bonded and just wanted to protect one another.

LIKE UGH IT’S BEAUTIFUL AND I WISH PEOPLE APPRECIATED IT!! BUT SO MANY PEOPLE ARE WEIRD ABOUT INTERRACIAL COUPLES!

[sea-owl]

So I just learned that Ahsoka was confirmed alive during that one movie we don't speak about. Which really I'm not that surpised about. Biologically we really don't know how long Togrutas live and with Ahsoka being force sensitive plus whatever the Daughter did to her/she knows about the world between worlds. So in my mind yes she it makes sense she can still be alive.

But now I feel robbed.

We could've had great auntie Ahsoka rolling up to the resistance with Rey ready to drag her naughty great nephew back to the light because she's tired of Anakin's bitching okay?! Obviously Anakin is with Ahsoka when he's not screaming at Ben to get his ass back home. He'll either complain to her about Ben or how long she's taking to die so they can get back to their scheduled shenanigans in the force afterlife. Ahsoka is really tired of listening about her nephew is fucking up just like his grandaddy did.

Ahsoka is respected and feared by both the Skywalkers and the Resistance. She's that one relative we all have that's lived a life that sounds so crazy it has to be fake but then they pull out receipts. She's the relative that's going to outlive everyone.

She's the closest thing Ben has to a grandma, and you don't disappoint grandma.

[starsarefire824]

Hux had a bad day. 🥃🚬

[lyalii]

If Din had adopted toddler Ben Solo, the sequel trilogy never would have happened

[silksandcravats]

Love Languages Series: Physical Touch with Kylo

A/N: I was so excited to post this piece because it features my absolute favourite Kylo headcanon!! enjoy!

Summary: Some days reader just really needs to feel Kylo.

warnings: female reader, skin to skin and more cute as shit

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If your love language is physical touch you will be SET with Kylo. I am so so sure of this. Kylo has such a possessive nature to begin with, and poor baby became SO touch starved during his years of being abused by Snoke, so if you told him you just need to feel him more often, who is he to refuse you?

There was plenty of loving caresses and gentle touches, but there were also plenty of unusual ones. Sometimes he just had to have his hands on you, even if it wasn’t necessarily convenient to either of you. Some part of him always had to be touching you. Once you were dining in your quarters, sitting across from each other, conversing casual when you felt the toe of his long shoe wiggling between your closed legs to rest behind yours where your knee was bent. 

Another time you were sat on the floor, trying to piece back together an artifact from the outer rim that had intrigued. You insisted it was easier to do on the floor for some reason, so he insisted you sat in between in his legs in front of one of the sleek minimalistic lounges. He watched you work below him and when you made a grumbled noise of frustration he intervened, he shushed you gently, and his hand moved to guide your head against his meaty inner thigh, which seemed to calm you down slightly.

But on those nights after you had an especially rough day, when you seemed inconsolable, pressing yourself to his chest as firmly as you could, but still whining that you couldn’t feel him, he had a special move he would pull out. Whenever he decided you were in need of a little skin to skin, he would put his hand on your lower back and guide you over to the bed. He would sit you on the edge and step back, which you didn’t like at all. So you reached out for him immediately.

“Hold on baby,” he’d practically coo, in an uncharacteristically gentle voice. 

He’d shuck his clothing off as quickly as possible till he was just in his boxers before moving to you. You look up with big eyes taking in his pretty bare torso, but he couldn’t find a hint of lust in your eyes, only a kind of longing look.

“Up,” He’d tell you softly, and you complied immediately, putting your arms up as he reached for the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head. then he’d remove your bra to free your breasts, pulling another barrier out of the way from between you. Lastly he’d move to your pants, he’d squat down in front of you, hooking his fingers onto the waistband and tugging down, you’d probably have to hold onto his shoulders to keep your balance, not that he would mind. Finally you were bare in front of him, then he’d move onto the bed and under the covers, pulling you in with him.

He’d lay on his back, holding you on top of him, and here, under the cozy cocoon of blankets, you could finally calm down. You could feel every single inch of your skin touching him, warm, safe. Every part of your naked body felt like it was made to mold against his tall frame. Your legs tangled into his, your hips pressed into his, not in a sexual way, just there, against each other. His arms were tight around you, hands bigs enough to cover most of your skin, on the lowest part of your back, the other up against your shoulder blade. You ran your hands up his warm chest, feeling every dip and curve of the muscles there, you glided them over his shoulders and snaked them around his neck, twisting the lowest dark strands of hair that fell down the back of his neck.

“Ok now angel?” he watched you lovingly. You hummed happily, enjoying that strong feeling of contact, and the way his heart was beating directly below you. Sometimes his girl just needed some skin to skin contact, and he had every intention of always being there to give it to her.

[theautisticjedi]

Rey: 🎵 How does she know you love her?🎵

Finn, nervous chuckle: No. Don't.

Rey: 🎵 How does she know-🎵

Finn: People looking-

Rey: 🎵 she's yours?🎵

Finn: Don't sing, it's okay. Let's just walk, can we just walk? Okay?

Rey: Well, does she?

Finn: Yeah.

Group of musicians: 🎵 How does she know that you love her?🎵

Rey, running up to them: Oh!

Finn, visibly confused: He knows the song too?

*Insert four minute long dance number where Finn just gives up and goes with it.*

I've been meaning for years to make a Finnrey Enchanted AU and @javsarts brought it to life! Thank you so much!

[thewitchonthecorner]

this pic perfectly illustrates my remaining 4 braincells interacting with eachother:

jj - come on guys hold it together hold it together

daisy - what the fuck am i doing with my life, how did i get here

john - *living his best life* woooo yeah i love hugsss 🥰

oscar - *in physical pain*