#superstcs

[managone]

bd-1 skittered in, a wrench clasped in one of the droid's tiny hands, and ducked behind gwen's foot as the heavy stomping of boots resounded through the hall as cal burst in, goggles over his eyes and grease smeared on his face. breathless, he pointed emphatically at the little droid, "grab him! i need that!"

↳ WHEN UR JEDI BOYFRIEND RETURNS FROM WAR ( @superstcs )

            SHE HEARD BD-1 LONG BEFORE SHE SAW him, tilting her head a little to see where he had hidden while being mindful not to step on the lil droid either. It would only be a matter of time before the second half of the inseparable Jedi-droid duo would come looking for him, and she was right, not even a minute had passed by before Cal barged in, looking messy as he usually did when working on something

            Gwen stared at him for a long time, unblinking, hands on her hips, it was already decided whose side she was on, everyone knew that. And then, in a quick motion she had BD-1 scooped up off the cold floor, the wrench he carried of no consequence to her.

            ❝ Are you being mean to BD-1 ?  ❞ she asked flatly, lips pursed and the droid in her protective arms as she narrowed her eyes at Cal from across the room.

[fatherbeforeme]

@superstcs​​ said: “That looks broken.” 

BROWS FURROW EVERY SO SLIGHTLY BENEATH HIS HOOD. as some of the adrenaline fades, his gaze turned downward, sharpened mind taking several moments to register the words spoken to him. yep—his prosthetic wrist probably shouldn’t bend at that angle. despite the situation, a gentle smile danced across his features as he looks up at the man who he knew to not be an enemy. green saber retracted with a concise hiss as it is fastened to his belt. “ a bit embarrassing, hm? i can’t remember the last time a stormtrooper managed to hit me. ” his words lacked any real brag to them, the simple sense of intrigue overtaking whatever boastfulness may have been assumed. “ are you alright? ”

[acerbusfilus]

@superstcs​ liked this starter call

“You’re the only one who I can trust.” Ben said, a feeling of nervousness bubbling up in his chest. “Master Luke would ask that I stay here if I told him this...he would once again treat me as if I were a mere child. But I’m strong enough. Especially if...if you came with me?” His eyes were hopeful, searching for the acceptance that he never felt he could get from his actual father.

[hopeshreds-arc]

@superstcs​   //   cal kestis.

the scar on her back is still painful, healing but nerve damage still left her nearly jittering from the random sparks of pain that ignited along the length of her back, carried down the length of her limbs.  maybe it’d heal.  maybe it wouldn’t.  if second sister had received such an injury, the empire’s medical droids would have had no problem ensuring that such a thing wouldn’t be a longterm problem.  but second sister ... she had fallen at the strike of vader’s blade.  all that was left now was a shaking version of trilla suduri, half-desperate for her former master’s forgiveness, & half convinced she didn’t deserve it.

she didn’t know how long she’d been unconscious, hissing in pain as she stood.  her hands shook, gritting her teeth to feign steadiness.  “what system are we in?”

[featherstcnes-a]

loud  heartbeats  echoed  in  din’s  head,  him  attempting  to  figure  out  a  plan.  and  fast.  he’d  tried  to  do  what  ahsoka  said,  getting  grogu  to  the  stone  on  tython.  he’d  had  hope  that  a  jedi  would  come,  that  someone  would  finally  come  to  help  the  child.  instead?  grogu  was  back  into  the  hands  of  people  din  swore  he’d  never  let  touch  him.  then  again,  he  hadn’t  expected  troopers  to  come  out  of  the  sky,  grabbing  the  child  before  he  even  had  a  chance  to  come  to  his  aid.  once  the  troopers  started  to  evacuate,  everyone  attempting  to  calm  themselves,  to  regroup,  he  let  himself  take  a  deep  breath,  attempting  to  relax.  he’d  been  on  high  alert  for  what  felt  like  a  lifetime,  and  even  if  he  needed  to  focus  on  getting  the  child,  focus  on  making  a  plan,  even  din  knew  it  wasn’t  that  easy.

just  as  he’d  let  his  guard  down  a  bit,  he  heard  footsteps,  him  immediately  grabbing  his  blaster  and  aiming  towards  the  noise.  he  didn’t  see  a  stray  stormtrooper,  instead,  just  a  young  man.  “     --------       who  are  you? ”     /      @superstcs​ sc

[managone]

@superstcs​  [  “’Don’t do that’, I said. ‘You’ll get hurt’, I said. And what did you do?”  ] ↳ INJURY STARTERS

            ❝ I WENT AND DID THE THING, ❞ she answered with a slight mocking tone and a roll of her eyes. Gwen, while grateful for his concern, did not need to be babysat at every turn -- even if she had a brief lapse in judgement earlier on that resulted in some minor injuries, mostly her leg was a little battered. ❝ I only fell like five hundred feet, okay, relax, you’re staring to sound like my grandpa. ❞ thankfully she used her powers to soften the landing or she’d probably be dealing with a lot of broken bones right now.

[managone]

INCORRECT QUOTES FT @superstcs

[intombedarc]

@superstcs​ asked: “  you  deserve  more  than  i  can  give  you.  ” // for merrin

    𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐖𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘, lacking any sort of sense at first. admittedly, she was beside herself for a few moments, observing his posture and expression. merrin tried her best to read where his mind was going and alas, she found nothing to hold onto. just... regret. or even sorrow to generalize. there was no need for such,  “  cal,  ”  her tone was a near whisper, aware of her volume to keep low while the others slept,  “  you are more than enough... for what i deserve,  ”  a hand reached to place over his knuckles, cautious not to squeeze but to appear warm. she believes it to be a start to show some kindness.