#starfaithed

[skysnipsw]

// drawing of queen Miraj I made for @starfaithed !

[hxdrostorm]

“Oh? Are we bothering senators, right now?”

[ignobleknight2]

@starfaithed sent;

"Master." It was so early in the morning, the sun had not risen yet but Ahsoka was too excited about the pod race they were going to watch that she couldn't sleep, and besides, she decided it was time to get up anyways. "Master, wake up." She snuck through Anakin's bedroom and hopped onto the sleeping form, barely missing his spleen with her knee. "We have to leave early to get the good seats," she reminded him excitedly as she shook his shoulder. (from Ahsoka)

"Uhg-" Anakin groaned and rolled over. It couldn't have been time to go, could it? "S'too early 'Soka." He grumbled, but there was no way he could fall back asleep now. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, settling into waking with a long stretch. He groaned again. His neck and back popped loudly with the movement. "Alright, little one... Tell me- what’s your plan?" He crossed his arms over his bare chest, a smug little smirk on his face.

[poewingsdameron]

@starfaithed

“Hi, uncle! What are you doing?” Poe asked, going over to the jedi sat in the grass and happily crawling right into his lap, always eager for a hug and to spend time with him. Uncle Luke’s presence was like a ray of warm sun on a beautiful day, a peace, a calm, a joy, that Poe experienced naturally and instinctively in the Force.

[skysnipsw]

@starfaithed || continued

Her response threw him off guard for a moment. He said it more in a playful tone, though he had to admit to himself the though of kissing Aayla had crossed his mind a few times, actually. She had always been a good friend of his, they shared similar interests and she was also very attractive. He may have developed a crush on her that he didn’t think much about till now. 

He wasn’t expecting her to feel the same way, even if he was told by his fellow Jedi and even outside the Order that he was an attractive man. His cheeks took on a red color as she grinned at him and he arched an eyebrow at her. “Really?”

His hand rested on her waist, pulling her gently towards him, his heart beating loud in his chest. He had kissed before, but now he seemed a bit more nervous. It wouldn’t stop him, however. He moistened his lips before gently placing them over hers.

[hxdrostorm]

@starfaithed​ has sent: 12. a   ‘  goodbye  ’   kiss.  (from ahsoka, for rex)

A  FUCKED  UP  KISSING  MEME [NOT ACCEPTING]

12. a   ‘  goodbye  ’   kiss.

“The years have treated you so well, commander.” The old soldier faintly spoke to her, as he laid beside her in their bed. He allowed her to bury her face on him, he would be holding Ahsoka extremely close to him for the night. The war was over, they weren’t going anywhere, anytime soon. They could finally enjoy, the fruits of their labor. Peace and a proper night of sleep, for a change. The look on face, and his drawn out yawn gave out how tired he was in that moment.

Despite his fatigue, he still had a grin on his face, he was so happy to be here with her at the very end. After everything they have been through. It felt nice to be here with her. One hand gently glided over the togruta’s side, as he silently stared deep into Ahsoka’s eyes.

Somehow, her eyes carried an even more intense shade of blue. He got lost within them, to an extent that it felt like he had completely drifted away, from where they currently were. His entire life flashed within the matter of the blink of an eye. Until she locked their lips into a loving and gentle kiss, he felt her plump lips against his aged and coarsed lips.

“Good night, Commander Tano.”

[hxdrostorm]

@starfaithed​ has sent: hc + failure (Cody)

send me  ‘ hc ‘  + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character. [Accepting, SPECIFY MUSE]

// Failure has always been associated with death, one way or another to Cody. Without a chip, he experienced it a lot differently from the others. It goes without saying but, it is not something easy to handle or process. And Cody has been having to deal with this, as early as his training began in Kamino. He lost various batchmates to the alphas, their mentors, over the course of the years. And he was forced to learn to conceal the strong emotions, in order to not garner for himself an unwanted kind of attention (from his makers and the alphas).

When the time came for the war, things only got worse. That’s the main drive behind his preferred defensive strategies, which drag out for an abnormal amount of time in the frontlines, but the number of casualties with clones is very small.

In the end, Cody is trying to preserve life because he can’t bear the guilt that comes, with failing his men. Even though, he isn’t anywhere near close to anyone that serves under his command.

[hxdrostorm]

@starfaithed​ has sent: 3. a  violent  kiss.  (17 for Rex)

A  FUCKED  UP  KISSING  MEME [SELECTIVELY, accepting, mutuals, SPECIFY MUSE]

3. a  violent  kiss.

7567 has always been his favorite. Which could be a blessing, and a curse at the same time. For a CT’s survival, it is crucial for them to be in their superiors’ good side. However, the alphas would always take matters to an extent, only they could pull off. He was starting to catch onto the fact.

7567 was an obedient soldier, despite the signs of a higher independence from the other CTs he trained with. He knew his place, and it didn’t get in the way of his practice. Which is exactly what made him into a perfect toy, for the alpha.

17 was his superior, his mentor and he was the first man he looked at differently.

He knew he shouldn’t oppose or even deny any of his requests, he also knew he shouldn’t ever keep him waiting for long. 7567′s back was slammed against the wall behind him, the shining white plastoid pieces were carelessly tossed aside, while he was entangled with the alpha in a heated make out (one he wouldn’t be able to break away from, on his own). Something he was awfully new to, and he could barely process what was happening.

He could barely breath, the way 17′s tongue felt inside of his mouth was almost nauseating. But at the same time, he felt hot and helpless within his hold. Amidst the making out, he could faintly hear the alpha’s praise. How well he performed on the field, as well as how ready he seemed to be for their next training regiment (he used those words, but he could tell it wasn’t the literal thing). The CT also felt the way those much larger hands, glided around his body. “Sir... Sir-- Ah... I’m not... I don’t...” He tried to voice, between those hungry kisses, that shoved his head back up the wall. The alpha’s partner had yet to return from his mission, this is why he came for him like this.

He had to remember his place.

“Nevermind, sir...” 7567 uttered out, as he tried to focus on whatever sense of pleasure, he was getting out of this.