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MOVED

THIS MUSE HAS NOW MOVED TO MY MULTI CAN BE FOUND HERE. 

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HIATUS UPDATE

hey everyone! i know i’ve been on hiatus for almost two months on here and just wanted to let everyone know that i’ll slowly be coming back to moderate-full activity on this blog relatively soon. things have been hectic and i’ve been sick a lot recently. that said, i’ll be working on replies and am up for plotting if anyone wants to shoot me a message on here or preferably discord. 

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mcu meme - [3/6 objects] | colleen’s katana

“I think I may lose my lunch watching you disgrace my katana with your wuxia bullshit.”

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HIATUS UPDATE

hey everyone! i know i’ve been on hiatus for almost two months on here and just wanted to let everyone know that i’ll slowly be coming back to moderate-full activity on this blog relatively soon. things have been hectic and i’ve been sick a lot recently. that said, i’ll be working on replies and am up for plotting if anyone wants to shoot me a message on here or preferably discord. 

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poe: When have I done anything rash or irresponsible?

jessika: I keep a list. It's alphabetized.

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BB-8′s “friend.” Sure. That’s all.

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Look, I know General Organa’s always going on about hope and everything, and I believe in that. But there’s hope, and then there’s math.

Jessika “Testor” Pava, a woman after my own heart [Poe Dameron #24 by Charles Soule] (via veganvenom)

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Jessica Henwick photographed by Stas Komarovski for Interview Magazine (Feb. 2017)

Nearly all of the rebel fighter [Jessika Pava’s] scenes were filmed on a pivoting platform while Henwick communicated via walkie-talkie. “Most people couldn’t take more than ten minutes, and I was like, ‘Keep going!’“ she recalls. “Most of my lines were improvised; I just made them up.”

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I want to rp w someone that will be so invested in our ship/rp that we eventually become rp best friends and talk every day and not only talk abt our thread but abt our actual lives and all that fun stuff u know ?? is that just me ?? or ?????

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sorry for the inactivity the last few days. things have been a bit hectic but i will be on within the next few days and get owed starters and replies out! 

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first of all. holy hell, what are you all doing here? seriously, i consider myself a giant dumpster fire. it honestly DOES mean so much to me that there are so many of you here. i rarely ever do milestone things – because i’m both lazy, and i get distracted from them too easily. but, i also want to give back as a thanks for those who follow me and put up with my trashcan, murder boy muse. for the g.iveaway, the rules are as follows:

You must be following me. This is a givea.way for my followers, it would be pointless to give it someone who doesn’t follow me.

If you follow me during the give.away, you can still win. But you cannot unfollow me afterwards just for the sake of wanting to win. I get that I can’t really do anything about that – but, that’s just rude and it will make me sad. Please don’t make me sad.

Likes and reblogs both count. On the last day, I will use a random generator to pick the winners.

Do not tag as giv.eaway.

Give.away will end and winners will be chosen on FEBRUARY 9TH, because that’s my birthday and it’s easy to remember.

THIS POST NEEDS TO GET AT LEAST 20 NOTES ( EXCLUDING ANY REBLOGS THAT I DO MYSELF ), or else I will be picking winners from about six people – and that’s not fun.

NOW THE FUN PART, PRIZES ;;

FIRST PLACE will get EITHER ( up to winner ) 1. 100 icons for the FC of their choice  + a promo for their blog 2. OR a simple psd made by me .  + a promo for their blog.

SECOND PLACE will EITHER get ( up to winner ) 1. 50 icons of the FC of their choice + as well as a promo 2. OR a simple psd made by me.

THIRD PLACE will get EITHER ( up to winner ) 1. 25 icons of the FC of their choice 2. OR a promo for their blog

EXAMPLES :

You can see examples of my icons in the graphic above. If chosen, please make any needed specifications. Such as dimensions (or will default to 100x100), if you want them dark/light, textured, bordered, watermarked, etc etc. If you choose the icons, please help me out by telling me at least what your face claim is from – so that I can find a source to make your icons. When making icons for people, I will not be releasing them to the public. Once you have them, you can do whatever you want with them ; just don’t make claim to them – that’s rude. promo examples :  [ 1 ] , [ 2 ] , [ 3 ] 

BIAS LIST UNDER CUT !!! side note, i know some of these people have more than one blog, but i will only be tagging one. i also probably missed people and i apologize !!!

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rebelflown:

he’s heard the whispers, how it would be better to leave the pilot onboard the medical ship that’s nearly run out of fuel. how it would be easier then carrying her onboard the carrier. she wasn’t worth saving, they had said. yet he has hope. is certain she will wake and if he can speak to her might even join their side. her choice had already been made the moment she fired upon her own. so he sees her when he can, brief moments when he places a hand over her own to let her know she wasn’t alone. that once she woke up she’d have a place in the resistance.  they are down to one carrier with enough fuel to last six more hours. leia rests beside the woman, body still unconscious yet he knows the fight is not lost. she’d live, she had to live. he never had seen anything like it, she floated so peacefully and then the desire to keep fighting kicked in. hand outstretched as he called for the door to be opened. their general had lived. 

he’s argued with holdo, who’s constant reminder that he’s been demoted stirs something within him. he knows his actions had been reckless, a failure on his sense of leadership and yet he’s learning. learning what it truly means to be a leader and right now he doesn’t see that in the fancily dressed woman. and so he waits. waits for finn and rose to do their part of the plan as he keeps holdo at bay. it’s time he’s allowed to spend in the medical bay since he had been removed from the bridge. 

time had seemed to slow and now it’s rushing forward. marching straight ahead as they formulate a plan on crait. old monoskis… fantastic. his desire for familiarity in an x-wing tears at him. the rust buckets will have to do. it’s a risky move and yet this is their final stand. the resistance could die here in the caves. he would do whatever it took to ensure that didn’t happen. the pilot who’s been in another wold all this time finally speaks. first words spoken besides for ‘trust me’ were to call him an idiot. perhaps he was. the plan had failed, the first order taking out too many of their pilots and he ordered them to turn back. to retreat into the cave once more knowing that it was no use. for a moment he thinks all is lost. that the spark is truly out.

they are saved. a temporary distraction getting the better of kylo ren’s rage in front of closed doors. it was an opportunity, a cover for them to flee yet rocks stand in their way. his leadership ending by a barrier he couldn’t move. his head turns to the pilot beside him, eyes full of woe as he attempts to apologize to her. she had survived this long only to die at the hands of the first order. trapped in a cave with no way out. the impossible had happened, rey had found them. ushered the remaining resistance onboard the falcon and piloted them away from the salt covered planet.  finally they are granted a moment of peace. a chance he takes to sit with the pilot who’s hands are still bound. he leans forward and removes her restraints. he’s exhausted, features worn out and visible in the dark circles under his eyes. “they’ll have questions for you.” his words are quite, a warning before anyone comes to interrogate her. “all mine have been answered.” lips curl into a small smile. she wasn’t the enemy, not anymore. 

strain creases features, a sense of being kicked in the stomach taking over her the longer captain jessika pava remains restrained in cuffs. except, she supposes she’s no longer a captain or a commander now, stripped of any ranking she’d worked toward within the first order. she had turned, become a traitor to every ideal she had been force-fed since childhood. she’s lucky kylo ren had been preoccupied, she knows she’s sealed her eventual fate. if the resistance didn’t kill her, he would. maybe not today, but someday. and so here she sits in a secluded section of the ship, kept at a distance from others as if she’s suffering some kind of plague. yes, she had aided them twice but how could they risk trusting someone who had until a few days previous been of her rank? the resistance was in tatters, she wouldn’t trust her either.

still, jessika makes an attempt, informs them of her capabilities, no more and no less. a system needed fixing and she held the knowledge to do it. it was a bid to get out of the binds, to have some form of control back. it had failed. smart on their part yet increasingly distressing on her own. fidgeting becomes a new normal, features clammy and uncomfortable despite her work to reign in her emotions and outward appearance. flashes of memory are waging a war against her, her sister, her mother, her father, the pirates. the feeling of being powerless, of being bound and unable to act. she had believed for so long that the first order had been her savior but now even memory was being called into question. had she simply rationalized their arrival and ignored their purpose of being there in the first place? she had witnessed it after, the first order working with shady groups in order to further their own agendas. if they had worked with that group of pirates then.. then was the organization she had trusted for the better part of her life truly at partial fault for her family’s deaths? and in turn.. taking her? indoctrinating her?

mind becomes chaos, male voice offering her a reprieve as he sits next to her and speaks to her. the urge to call him an idiot again is strong. he was so trusting, so willing to believe that someone could be redeemed or at least be fully turned and that his precious resistance would welcome that person. if it was the other way around she would already be killed or subjected to torture for the information she held. her actions on starkiller hadn’t been about aiding the resistance as much as preventing something terrible, doing the right thing as she saw it. and at the resistance base? it had been about her own survival-- and maybe his-- rather than rallying to the resistance’s cause. she’d suddenly found herself in a grey area she didn’t want to be in but held no choice over. a traitor to the first order and thrust into a resistance she wasn’t confident she believed in either. 

jessika ignores the first statement, unsure how cooperative she plans to be in the resistance’s lines of questioning or at least, how quickly she will provide answers. information was her only bargaining chip and she would use it to it’s fullest. “why?” a pause as he removes her binds. she didn’t do well in binds, not when they flooded her with memories she didn’t want to see. “why did you save me? yes, i aided your squadron against the ties but i was still the enemy. it would have made more sense for you to leave me and continue on. my life was irrelevant... to your mission.” was this what the resistance was about? making inefficient calls and compromising missions to save one life? or was there something deeper to be taken from it? that maybe when you actually had a cause life became something more than protocols and perceived order.

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1x04 - Colleen Wing Vs Jimmy Pierce & The Duke ½

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You hate when people see you cry because you want to be that strong person. At the same time,though, you hate how nobody notices how torn apart and broken you are.

- (via kingofzero100)

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Reblog if it’s okay for me to jump into your IMs with plots and ideas for our muses!

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I WAS RATHER HESITANT TO POST THIS BUT …  as of today, i have had this account for a week !! and i’ve already reached 200 + followers which is Crazy Weird because im like . ..  the lamest piece of shit out there. but anyways, i just wanted to say thank you for being so kind and accepting !! i havent roleplayed in the star wars community in quite a long time & never on tumblr, so it was really awesome to be welcomed & whatnot so quickly. i’ve been shown nothing but love & support & that is truly a gift & i am so grateful for that. i hope each and every one of you has a wonderful 2018, because you all deserve the absolute best. 

ok & now imma tell ppl i love them here we go. i probably forgot a bunch of people bc its 2 am and im only Human.

IF YOU WISH TO NOT BE ON THIS LIST, PLEASE TELL ME !!

SWEETHEARTS / @outlawiism . @intcthatgoodnight . @slavicdeath . @turbxlent . @skyhcpped . @mostdaringpilot . @sheildoversword . @pilotscvm . @starsmourned . @esspallo . @asundcr . @amidalaheir . @rebelflown . @kingsleigh . @rebellionstrength . @strxnzo .  @bloodofvader . @hopehrt . @solobounty . @wingresistance . @hapesheir . 

PEOPLE I LOOK FORWARD TO WRITING WITH / @awokeforce . @topmarks . @starkniight . @stillsolo . @mcsterskywclker . @lstjedi . @padamc . @idealwhite . @greysistance . @astramessiah . @astrmech . @eireniic . @enterthedarkside . @vaderwoven . @resistancepirate . @rebelthree . @rebelspark . @rebelbuiilt . @einangrad . @ncgotiator . @snowinabottle . @diisruptable . @darktcrn . @derbefehl . @didntassent . @triplebuns . @tribunjedi . @hopefired . @usurperoftheorder . @idcntapprcve . @forceconvergence . @forcecreated . @forcetwiin . @forgedinglass . @forceweary . @lightbrains . @tiefighting . @hopepiloted . @noforce . @ofmagicandotherdelights . @ofkybcr . @smugglerson . @ofthefxrce . @rebelshope . @callfrcmthelight . @galacticdebt . @mechsister . @cobaltsister . @commitmentabsolute . @fromncwhere . @floraet . @changedmyhair . @knightshe . @drkfrc . @destinedtwin . @hoperuled . @lsnoke . @lightarises . @lightsiided . @fcrcepilot . @herodrcid . @gialackbar . @occisoren . @cptphasma . @newaldera . @vadersblood . @jedikllr . @martyrkiller . 

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FINN:

It was a double-edged sword, respite; it was much needed considering everything that had happened in the span of a few days, but it also gave Finn too much time to think. It was a black hole of what ifs and regrets and resolve—none of which he could act on, which only made it worse. A voice pulled him out of his thoughts, and Finn looked up at her, confusion evident on his face. A light chuckle escapes him as he reached for the packet, turning it over in his hands.

❝ Trust me, nothing can taste as bad as First Order rations. I bet this’ll taste great, thank you. ❞ His smile fades a bit at the mention of the organization that had just reduced the Resistance to almost nothing—too soon, he chides himself; it’s a wonder they haven’t thrown him off the ship yet. ❝ It’s nice to meet you, Miss Pava, ma’am, ❞ he fumbled; how many titles could he add before it got weird? ❝ Do you want some? Even x-wing pilots need to eat, right? ❞

     it was an impressive thing, a stormtrooper to have defected from the first order’s ranks. hope. conviction to do what was right because it was the right thing to do. to fight against the conditioning of an organization and to aid a stranger-- to save a life-- and fight with the resistance. no matter the journey, the end result was clear, this man before her was an ally, someone that inspired, someone she would be willing to put her trust in. 

     “no need to call me ma’am or miss for that matter. jessika is fine.”  a soft smile is offered, followed by a light chuckle. “oh! you discovered our secret!” she exclaims teasingly. “don’t tell anyone!” a pause as she shakes her head and makes an admission. “i already had one, but thank you.” finn was different than she expected, jessika determines, and that wasn’t a bad thing.