rebel, rebel.

𝐈 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 / 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.

[starruled]

independent selective 𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 roleplay blog, feat. muses from various mediums and canons, incl. star wars and shadow and bone. generally canon-divergent and headcanon-based. penned by 𝑴𝑶𝑶𝑵𝒀, 21+. (c)

[wingresistance]

beep boop beep. a status update ! 

poe’s going to be shifted to my multimuse for the foreseeable future while i attempt to get my writing groove back. hope to see you there! 

[captain-flint]

Finn and Poe being protective of each other

[aesinspofinnblog]

[anakin-skywalker]

Star Wars + Name Etymology (in/sp)

[trooperd]

❝ 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗟. 𝙂𝙀𝙉𝙀𝙍𝘼𝙇. ❞ finnpoe throughout the sequels trilogy.

[roykent6]

Do you catch up on all the other stuff that’s happened with Poe Dameron in the outside world? Because I know there’s comic books, there are, you know, novels and stuff that are based on this character. Do you go into any of that so you know more about him?

[wingresistance]

i guess it goes without saying that my mind’s not very focused on writing right now – except for a few flashes of inspiration here and there – given the state of the world and events going on in my personal life. it’ll eventually come back and i’ll get a steady rhythm going again, but i’m not too pressed about that right now. as such, consider this a SEMI-HIATUS from writing: meaning i may just go down to one writing post a day or none at all or i may just be focused on one or two people where i feel comfortable.   i’ll still be around-ish and posting ooc, though i may be more often found on discord than anything, so feel free to add me there to chat or write (starlight.#0046) ! 

[kaytooessoverit-deactivated2021]

let them rest 

[cowboyhudsons]

[wingresistance]

hedefects‌.

     it’s not that finn’s annoyed — rey’s skills and agility make it obvious that she’d be a better fit over there, nevermind whatever it is she’s trying to convey with her wide eyes. finn isn’t annoyed at all, and him not being annoyed is why he doesn’t bother trying to translate her looks before turning away. he can hear poe spluttering behind him, and it’s because he isn’t annoyed that finn doesn’t allow himself to smile at poe’s loud confusion.

      ❝ nothing happened, ❞ finn’s not good at lying to himself, not for long, so when poe does catch up, dramatically panting like finn’s slight jog was an exhausting pace, he allows himself to frown for just a moment.  ❝ it’s not important. ❞

     finn pulls to a stop then, sudden, because he’s still a little tense and that’s not going to help anyone if they run into trouble. he takes a deep breath and turns towards poe, slight grimace crossing his features. it’s so hard to stay focused. ❝ you are — what are you doing again? are you already out of breath? ❞

           ❛   uh - huh.   sure.   ❜   his brow furrows as he glances at finn’s side profile. stars bless finn, he’s many things, but a great liar he’s not. whatever just happened, they’re not ones to put their personal emotions are the forefront of their missions, so it can wait till they were done.

            at least, that was certainly the plan, and he sends up a quick thanks to one star or another that he manages to skid to a halt when finn abruptly does. catching a breath, he puts his hands on his hips. sighing, he pins finn with an exasperated look. really?  whatever it was, finn’s looking about ready to kick a bantha. 

            ❛  okay, so it is important.   well, i’m here because two members of my team decided to split up without telling me why, so I just need an update on what’s going on.    but that’s not all that’s going on, is it?  ❜   he raised a brow.   ❛  𝐒𝐎 – 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄 ?   ❜  

[wingresistance]

sunwalker‌.

        𝙰𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝚁𝚄𝙽𝚂 𝙷𝙸𝙶𝙷,  𝙳𝚁𝙰𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙰 𝚂𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙿 𝙵𝙾𝙲𝚄𝚂,  𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙼𝙾𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚄𝙻𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙶 𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙾𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃.     luke frowns as he manoeuvres out of the debris they’ve created,  worry etching itself into the lines of his face.   if there are destroyers in the area,  they wouldn’t waste time in arriving to greet them.   artoo beeps and whistles over the comms,  if luke didn’t know any better,  he might have taken the droid’s tone for excitement.   “   we’re gonna get stuck with sanitary duty if we’re not more careful,   ”  luke replies,  frowning as he calibrates his radar for incoming ships,  that soon melts into a smile at his friend’s question,  “   it’s worth a shot but i doubt they’ll let it slide,   ”      

“   me and artoo aren’t picking anything up on the scanners,  how’s it looking on your end  ?   ”  there’s a pause,  tension rising in his stomach like bile,  “   we could reach out for backup but then we risk the transmission being intercepted if the empire turn up  …  there’s a small planet nearby,  we could lay low there for a while,   ”  

               ❛     𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐀𝐘.    ❜    he chuckles, and a couple quiet breaths slip past before his fingers ease up on their grip on the controls, and he gives them a quick flex. his eyes never strayed from the pattern of the stars ahead, primed for any slight warp in the fabric. behind him, bee-bee burbles quietly to themselves, processing the data generated during their brief combat as quickly as they could. 

                 bee-bee answers luke’s query before poe does, funneling data straight through to artoo. poe double-checks the readout on the small screen before him – just to double-check if he’d heard the droid correctly – and grimaced. it’s not quite a confirmation, but he’s never doubted bee-bee’s best estimate by a long shot.   ❛   I doubt even the great luke skywalker can hold off two destroyers at once. we better make a move first. planet it is.   ❜ 

                the craft barely quivers as he redirected power from the deflectors to the engines.  ❛     i’ll be right on your tail, skywalker.   ❜

[wingresistance]

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉.

aesthetic board for finn skywalker. dedicated to @hedefects

[hupperts]

[rbelhope]

hupperts‌:

We are brothers.

[wingresistance]

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 – 𝐏𝐎𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐂. by virtue of being the child of parents who fought in the last war, poe understands and respects the necessity of the new republic. in the beginning, he saw it as the pinnacle of unity post-empire, that those who had fought were striving to build a better world for themselves. it was, of course, a deceptively naive notion that didn’t last for very long once he joined the new republic navy. there were still missions to be run and worlds to be helped, and he did his job successfully and with pride. his mother had been a rebellion war hero, and he was her son through and through.

               but the more he flew, the more he learned that people were simply – people – in the end. people ruled by the same emotions as those generations before – fear, greed, love, pain, and desire. he watched the political machinations run, watched ideas get buried under bureaucracy and red tape, and things that would benefit the whole thrown aside for personal power. perhaps he simply did not know the nuance of political maneuvers, but he would’ve not had the patience of it. he was frustrated, but it wasn’t until he discovered senators who were sweeping the potential threats of the first order under the rug for their own monetary gain that he got furious.

              furious that they could have known what came before and decided to not only look away but in some cases actually assist, sending supplies and resources to the first order and letting them creep in from the outer rim. he saw what they were doing as an act of betrayal – to the senate and the people that they served – all of it for money, power, and greed. it allowed the first order to grow and spread unchecked despite the countless intelligence reports that came in, the very same ones poe and his superiors had read.

              by the time he had stumbled across them in person, it had been too late. after one interaction with them, through which he had lost one skilled pilot, he knew with certainty that the idea that the first order was some fickle remnant of the empire was an illusion. they had attack ships and star destroyers and operated with brutal military efficiency, all in clear violation of the galactic concordance. they were already in.             

              despite mounting evidence to the otherwise and his and his team’s personal account, the senate intelligence committee still believed that the first order existed as a poorly equipped force. but he was told – made – to drop his investigation into the matter, or he would be brought upon charges and lose his commission. he didn’t lose faith in the new republic, but he certainly lost a degree of faith for the people guiding it.

“So we do nothing? That’s the solution? An emerging threat, and we do nothing?” “That’s correct.” “That is insane,” Poe said.

             when he joined the republic, he swore an oath to help protect it, though that oath to protect seemed particularly hollow after the destruction of hosnian prime. he believed that it could’ve been prevented had the new republic not disregarded what he and his team had seen nor all the reports of the same. for some reason, they couldn’t see the physical threat until it stood with bared teeth and blasters right in front of them. perhaps it was resistance to enter another war so soon after the last one, perhaps it was arrogance – it was hard to know which was the truth. 

             at that point, soon after the loss of one of his teammates, he found it hard to deny the present threat and compelled to do something about it. so when general organa extended an invitation to him to join the resistance, it was one he accepted without hesitation. 

   “You can go back to leading Rapier Squadron and having your hands tied by Command, by Major Desolations, by politicians who don’t recognise what’s happening right in front of their eyes. I can make it all go away, Poe.” She leaned forward. “Or you can join the Resistance and help us stop the First Order before it’s too late.” “Where do I sign up?” Poe asked.

              yet the destruction still occurred, and the resistance, for all its brave and strong members, and finn – the man who found within him a spark of defiance to stand against the first order – was unable to prevent. for a brief, singular moment, he wondered if the resistance was worth it.  but that thought passed as quickly as it came –– for as long as he could find a way to fight, he wasn’t willing to give up.

             he started out believing in the new republic because he knew from stories how bleak the galaxy was when it didn’t exist. though at the heart of it, poe was a person who believed in justice, not turning a blind eye to pain or suffering, and was unable to stand idly by while the threat was looming on the horizon, which was why he joined the resistance.

           at the end of the war, he will help the senate rebuild, and he will watch its celebrations and its elections, and perhaps he will finally decide to get involved in politics. yet there will be a question echoing in the back of his mind because the galaxy is big and dark and cold and memories are short and people will infallibly be people. it's the same question that his father wondered aloud when he was a kid – what if it was all for nothing?

[wingresistance]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮?  

cassandra. you are cassandra from the trojan women by euripides and agamemnon by aeschylus. people have tried to silence you one too many times, but you are resilient. your own dignity and agency have always come first, but at a great cost. you know yourself and your inner strength, but that won't ever stop you from feeling completely alone in the world. sometimes simply enduring the pain won't be enough, no matter how hard you want it to be. above all, you must never lose your unwavering hope in mankind, even as the world forsakes you. it is what keeps you human.

tagged by: no one ! 

tagging:  @scavengered ; @hedefects ; @sunwalker ; @elysianrule ; @achillitatos ; @ofnegotiatcr + whoever wants to! 

[wingresistance]

them: be a good little soldier poe, only do as you’re told and don’t ask questions after one of your pilots has been killed and we have heard what you said about the first order several times – especially that bit about them being a real threat is fascinating but also they’re bullshit and we’ll deal with it when it happens. if you keep harping on this we’ll fire you or worse

poe: 🖕🖕🖕