#starsscarred

[washwashgalaxy]

SCARS ON MOON'S FACE By William Warigon

SCARS ON MOON’S FACEThough the Moon is full of scars,She shines still better than starsScars beautify the Moon’s face.Her scars shine brighter than stars.Her regal silence upon this palaceMakes her queen with iconic class.I moon for the marvelously made Moon This ethereal beauty makes me swoon. ©️ William Warigon ™️📸Pic YQ and Abu Abstar Ishaku

[alderaqueen]

@starsscarred ( brecar lanfel ) sent: "when you are young they assume you know nothing" ( meme )

She smiles faintly, knowing what he means, and remembering well the times in her life when those around her had assumed that she was too young and inexperienced to be as clever as she was. For a while, it had frustrated her, until Deara had quite wisely suggested that she just use it to her advantage. Use it to watch and learn. Then she had, and it had actually been more effective than she’d initially thought it would be, when she had wanted to immediately and always be taken as seriously as she had thought that being Crown Princess entitled her to be. 

“Let them underestimate you and then prove them wrong,” Breha suggests, handing the young pilot a pack of rations. “Then you’ll always have the element of surprise.”

[exitiumparit]

@starsscarred asked adiri: “faith, please have a little in me” from rel

“Why should I? You and Mom never have any faith in me!” she snaps. It’s just her and her dad again in a tiny sleeping capsule with uncomfortable bunks that make her neck hurt and give her headaches and do nothing to give her Mom any rest when she gives her everything to everyone around her and on all these fucking bases that were everything from hidden networks of caves to military complexes to bridge houses precariously suspended between lofty trees.

“You two are hiding something from me and I’m sick and tired of it! I’m not a little girl anymore! I can see this, too!”

excommunication lyrics starters || accepting

[tachiisms]

@starsscarred replied to your post: here’s your random reminder that if (which is a...

-cue music- LIESL’S CONSPIRACY CAVERN, RIGHT NOW!

HAH thanks alex, I knew that if I put conspiracy cavern, either you, haley, or din would reply with this, and I was not disappointed xD

[vertexal]

@starsscarred | closed starter

The base is never all that quiet by virtue of being, you know, a resistance base. A lot of people and assorted beings are up well into the night doing this or that, but there’s still a spot somewhere before sunrise and after the absolute darkest point of the night that’s quieter than most.

Lyn likes that window of silence. She takes the opportunity to get some air without all the hustling that normally pollutes it. She’s not sure if she’s a people person or not, but she’s pretty sure she’s not a people person when they’re all shouting over each other and running around like their lives depend on it.

But then again, they probably do.

She sighs, thinking about this, and wanders down the dark twists of paths and corridors. Vee’s walking next to her, the soft rattle of the crystals in his fur filling up the air in a way that’s about ten times more pleasant than that aforementioned hustling. 

So when Vee stiffens up and then scurries forward suddenly, Lyn doesn’t feel threatened: just tired.

Great. It means there’s someone else around.

And when she hears a voice say “hey, little guy” and she rounds a corner, she sees that older guy - Rel something, she remembers - on his knees, scratching Vee behind the ears. Lyn looks around: they’re close to what passes for their landing bay.

“Isn’t it late to be working?” she asks, leans against a wall with her arms crossed. 

[wingresistance]

                 the rebellion needs recruits. he’s heard the story before. they’ve looked for the best and brightest, not merely those without records, but those with. it’s a system that worked for now, and especially after alderaan. it meant that occasionally his duties extended to the vetting process, despite not having done it in years. he thumbs through the info on the datapad: dates of birth, family records, but little after he joined the empire.

               ❛  well, brecar –  ❜ the datapad clatters onto his desk, having exhausted it of all it could tell him  –  ❛  i’m general dameron, and you’ve found the rebellion, congratulations. i’ve been told we’re very hard to find, interestingly enough. something about a war, i’ve heard.  ❜  // 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃​ / 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐑

[walkingshcdow-a]

𝙏𝙔𝙋𝙀𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝙋𝙀𝙊𝙋𝙇𝙀      -     𝙒𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 .

tagged by: Stole from @starsscarred​. I hope you don’t mind! It was too cool! tagging: Steal it from me and tag me so I can learn more about your muses!

♥ 𝙍𝘼𝙄𝙉.  melancholy at best  //  introspective  // severely misunderstood  //  pleasure in the subdued  //  helping in your own way  //  dreams in poetry  // the slowness of falling asleep // refreshing meditation.

♦ 𝙎𝙐𝙉.  sunbleached clothes  // futures that are too bright // everything at arm’s length  // balancing intensity  //  blind encouragement  //  comfort of sleep  // distracting sunspots in your vision //  necessity of growth.

♣ 𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙈.  chaos with a purpose // emotions running high // natural comfortable anarchy // high volume  //  leaving your mark //  brief flashes of violence // rambling quickly // the intensity of desire.

♠ 𝙒𝙄𝙉𝘿. running towards instead of away // instinctive motivation // making an impact // knows everyone who knows anyone // playful pranks //  mood swings in a split second  // collecting old trinkets  // uncontrollable focus.

♥ 𝙎𝙉𝙊𝙒. serene on the surface //  cold blooded heart // love it or hate it attitude //  good memories  // heavy discussions // sharp determination // relentless resolve // not as scary as it seems.

[rosegadyn]

@starsscar i’ve almost posted my boobs about five times annd itts’ a Problem

[micecakes]

having in depth conversations about Spider-Man costumes with @starsscar instead of sleeping is good

[exitiumparit]

@starsscarred asked isabella: “ I'm a fool but I’m tired of being foolish “ from brecar

[Says the self-identified adrenaline junkie pilot?]

Brecar gives her a Look and Isabella shrugs.

[No take backs.]

excommunication lyrics starters || accepting

[exitiumparit]

69 - playing games together (brecar & isabella)

@starsscarred || non-sexual intimacy || accepting

So, Isabella’s not exactly sure how she got talked into playing go fish with Brecar, but he said it’d help him practice some finger spelling and getting more confident with sign, it’d be fun, the power was out from a major thunderstorm, what else were they going to do when neither of them were really feeling up for sex---

Since when were they not feeling up for sex?

Fuck.

But, well, they’re playing go-fish.

Brecar doesn’t need to know he’s playing with a telepath.

She’s winning, of course she is, but it’s just---it’s a lot of fun. They’re both laughing, Lune keeps thinking cards are his toys, and it’s just....Alright, okay, she’s having fun.

She’s having fun.

[exitiumparit]

“Tonight, we celebrate.” (rel to chyla)

@starsscarred || ‘the princess bride’ sentence starters || accepting

They’re both still crying so she really has no idea how he intends on celebrating, but Rel is already on his feet and stumbling around their living room like party hats and confetti are going to appear out of thin air.

“And how do you propose on celebrating?” Chyla laughs and rubs at her eyes.

“Every single way possible, listen, listen, listen--”

“I’m listening, honey.”

“Listen!” He cheers and turns around with a flourishing swirl. Earnestness and happiness and warmth emanate from Rel Donnen like he’s a battery for it.

“We’re having a baby. We have to celebrate.” Chyla nods at him and giggles with a wet breath.

“Alright, honey. Let’s celebrate.”

[exitiumparit]

“Very impressive. This can’t be your only talent.” (brecar to isabella)

@starsscarred || atomic blonde starters || accepting

Isabella grins and flicks the knotted cherry stem at Brecar.

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” she signs, then sticks her tongue out at him.

[exitiumparit]

@starsscarred​ asked:  👀+ Chyla, what did you miss most about the Jedi order after you left?

“I don’t think you understand exactly what you’re asking.”

What did she miss most about the Jedi Order when she left? Which day was she to answer from? The first hours after walking from the steps for the final time and she missed Nerra’s soft voice, or six months later when she was woken by blaster fire and yearned for the peace of the Room of a Thousand Fountains, or years later when she was sitting in a cold transport, pregnant and grieving and alone and missing the death of her friends she was starting to believe she had been destined for?

“I missed everything about the Jedi Order. Everything, and nothing at all. It was my life. My childhood. The Jedi raised me. I was not meant to be a part of them, not forever, not for always, but to ignore the fact that my entire view of the galaxy is shaped by them is to ignore the essence of who I am.”

Chyla laughs a little. Tears are in her eyes.

“But that’s what I have to do now, isn’t it?”

send my muse a question and they have to answer with 100% honesty || accepting

[exitiumparit]

Happy birthday, @starsscarred ! Thanks for coparenting our gremlin cat with me 💕

[exitiumparit]

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ *insert smoochy emoji here*

@interphrase || get to know the mun || accepting

Do you have any tumblr friends?

GOODNESS SO MANY AND I’M LOVE THEM

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(and I’m probably forgetting some but listen. Ily’all.

Oh yeah lmfao @starsscarred too