#sergeantstardust

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         ❝ well, I don’t have ALL the details yet -- still trying to fill in the blanks. ❞

@sergeantstardust | sc.

[unseenmockingjay]

@rationalised / @thecapitoldarling / @sergeantstardust

happy birthday bella! light of my life. i adore u so much but you already know that lmao. i appreciate you, i admire you, i look up to you, you inspire me and make me a better person! i can’t praise u enough lmao can u tell i love you ♥

i hope you have a great day bc you deserve nothing but happiness and goodness. im so proud of everything you do and everything you’ve done. keep that shit up ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ enjoy game of thrones tonight, if i could i’d be there with u lmao to yell at the screen all night. plus return to finnick soon pls look at our children

[anythingfortherebellion-blog]

“Jyn, I direct your attention to the word 'let'. You've misused it. You don't 'let' me, or 'not let' me, anything. Understand?”  

@sergeantstardust

[thefxrceiswithme-blog]

ie WHERE DID YOU ALL COME FROM???

Seriously though, I made this blog a little over a month ago, and I never thought it would get a reception like this. It’s been so great and I’ve really been welcomed in and it’s wonderful, I love you all.

FOLLOW FOREVER ~ THE BAES

@rogue-one-aviator : Seriously though, ultimate bae. There’s barely a day when we don’t talk? And we have the best AUs and fics and everything and Bodhi is just so precious and adorable and his papa loves him dearly

@jedhaborn / @thetraitxr : Such a sweetheart, I love their blogs and we’ve chatted a bit too and they’re just altogether lovely and I love them.

@suojelia : The first Baze to ever follow me, and they’re just so frickin’ amazing?  I’m just in awe.

@iwillrebel : We have so many threads and they’re just awesome, like there are a million and three things going on but it is great and Chirrut is adopting Jyn, end of story 

ALL MY BABIES

@sergeantstardust @rebel-rookie @tenfeellikeahundred @killyoufirst @rebelcannon @jedhapilot @returnedtostardust @daughterofgalen @thedoctornumber11 @rebellicnstardust @kcytoo @pacifistduchess @iseethroughtheforce @theforcecombatant @master-jedi-shaak-ti @ofanxietyandrebellion @forcescnsitive @greatpxwer @gxneraliisms @faithindiplomacy @youwillneverwin @mathematicpoetry @ourchoiice @roguespy @youroddsareterrible @cassian-captain @therebelerso @likemyfatherbeforeme 

and if I’ve forgotten anybody I’m so so sorry, you’re all so amazing and I love you all

[eleutheriana-archive]

"Senator Leia has died."

meme. // selectively accepting

leia winama naberrie skywalker had been born at ten twenty nine pm, local standard time. she had weighed five pounds and seven ounces, two full ounces more than her older brother, luke, and had been born three minutes after him. she had no hair, and blue eyes that had darkened to the same warm brown of her mother’s a few weeks after her birth. she had opened her eyes almost immediately after birth, but had not cried until the midwife droid had taken her from the room. padmé had not been able to hold her until she had already become leia organa. she had decided, privately, that if she had held her children before separating them, she would not have had the strength to give them up. 

the mission had been dangerous. they all knew that. she had BEGGED bail to send her instead, to not put leia at risk like that. bail had argued that she herself was too risky to be sent ––– the empire would not harm the senator and princess of alderaan, a notoriously peaceful planet. the leader of a rebellion, however, was another story, and if, for some awful reason, vader managed to sense the presence of both obi-wan and his former wife, they would be done for. it had made sense, and yet, still, she had begged, and still, he had refused. 

she was a willful and stubborn kind of a girl, the kind of child padmé herself had been, always asking questions the adults did not always want to answer, always wanting to learn, always wanting to do. she had her father’s temper and her mother’s eyes, and padmé had adored her so wholly and completely it had moved her to tears more often than not, just from looking at her smile. she had no idea it was possible to love someone as much as she loved her daughter ––– had no idea it was possible to be in such pain as it was to lie to her. she would braid her hair and sneak her candies and share secrets with her, and it would break her heart every day to hear her call breha ‘mama’. 

she had seen her off; an old tradition, one leia still didn’t quite understand. at least ––– not on the surface. THE FORCE WAS STRONG IN LEIA. padmé didn’t have to be a jedi to see it; she was, in all respects, the daughter of anakin skywalker. somewhere, deep down, she saw through the veneer called anthia barrie. she knew. she had to know. 

this is the lie that padmé must tell herself, now, as she replays their last conversation over and over and over and over in her head.

bring obi-wan back to us, but do not take any risks. your safety is the priority. always. i know, auntie, i know. i’ll be careful, i promise. leia, i mean it this time. we’re all at risk here, but you most of all. i couldn––– auntie. listen to yourself; you sound like mom. i’ll be fine. nothing’s going to happen to me. i’ll be back with jedi kenobi before you know it. master. what ? master kenobi. right. sure. ––– oh come on, don’t look at me like that. i’ll be back soon, auntie. promise. you better. be careful. be safe. and when you come back…. yeah? i have so much to tell you, leia. so much. just come back safe. i love you, little one. i love you too, auntie. 

hey.

yeah?

may the force be with you. 

may the force be with you, baby. 

her face has begun to crumble; she can feel it, starting somewhere near her temple, trailing down like a waterfall. emotion is rushing up her throat, closing up skin and sinew and muscle, choking her from the inside out and squeezing hot tears from behind her eyes. 

HER DAUGHTER IS DEAD. SHE WILL NEVER HEAR LEIA CALL HER BY HER REAL NAME. SHE WILL NEVER HEAR LEIA CALL HER MOTHER. SHE WILL NEVER SHE WILL NEVER SHE WILL NEVER SHE WILL NEVER SHE WILL NEVER SHE WILL NEVER 

the world is now full of never’s and could have been’s and should have been’s and EMPTINESS. there is a black hole in the world shaped like leia and it is sucking everything else into it with the kind of rapid speed that only a black hole can possess. 

❝ thank you for telling me, ❞ she whispers, her voice already tight, already starting to shake. ❝ i –––– i need the room. ❞

they leave, the door shuts, and padmé falls to her knees.

there is nothing graceful or elegant about how padmé grieves for her daughter. her tears are not regal and delicate and silent. they are wrenching and they are wracking; sobs are torn from her throat and wails rise in a horrific, mournful harmony. 

her daughter is dead, and there is nothing she can do. 

[arebelnow]

            ❝ I wish he could be here. Your father, I mean. ❞ Bodhi wanted to keep his eyes on the sky, to study the stretch of blue where the Galen’s second deadliest creation had loomed moments before it vaporized into a blinding ring of light. But his eyes couldn’t look away from his hands as he kneaded his palms, gaze clouded by thought. ❝ He deserved to see it destroyed. ❞

            And to see you survived.

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“Now there’s no way back from the things you’ve done.”

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      “Are you okay?”       Her saber hummed at her side, the ivory light illuminating the small area around them. For years she had stayed off the radar, keeping hidden among those deemed as the less fortunate. Those who had to dirty their hands to get what they needed, to survive.       The moment she had seen the other in danger, she could not help but feel a pull. She needed to help her, she needed to do something. That was how they ended up in this situation.