Well Excuuuuuuuuse Me, Princess! (for Leia hehe)
SEND “WELL EXCUUUUUUUUSE ME, PRINCESS!” FOR THE RECEIVING MUSE’S REACTION TO THE SENDING MUSE SAYING THIS TO THEM.
"Yes. You're excused. Get out, NOW."
Leia grumbled as she glared at Poe. She knew that they both had their tempers so she thought it best if they continued their discussion later. Giving them both the chance to calm down again
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If You Were A Deity, What Would You Be The God Of?
Your Result: flora and fauna
you’re friendly and a benevolent force to those who respect you and your domain, but a true force to be reckoned with to those who disrespect or threaten the balance of the natural world. the forest is nothing to fear for those who take care of it, but it isn’t uncommon for people to go missing with only their faces outlined in the bark on a tree.
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What Van Gogh Painting Are You?
the sunflowers
"i'd like to paint in such a way that... everyone who has eyes could understand it." there was a series of these paintings of sunflowers. van gogh was heavily praised for them by those he knew. to him, they felt like they were his mark. like they were truly his own. you often feel the same need to stand out and be remembered for something. you're an individualist through and through, and you're determined to make your own mark. you have so much courage, so much passion, and so much determination. but let me tell you a secret: you don't have to fight to be important. you already are. some of your traits are: ambitious, one-minded, and passionate.
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tagging: you!
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“Well, always did say you were one helluva a pilot, --” Han’s grin was half formed, but no less genuine for it as he extended a hand out towards Poe. “You did good, kid.”
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“How long before the squad will be ready for the next patrol?” Leia glanced up towards the pilot, fingers brushing aside one sector of map on the holonet to reveal the next. Her question meant both ships, and pilots -- the emotional and physical toll of the last week’s fight against the First Order had left ships and personnel in ragged shape, and while she did not want to push the pilots back into action before they were ready, she couldn’t afford to miss any mission opportunity they were up for.
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@onehell-of-apilot ; incoming transmission ⸻ ❝ you wanted more. ❞ (from sith poe to sith kenobi)
→ richard siken sentences // accepting
WANTING MORE. A VAGUE CONCEPT, one that could both be agreed with and dismissed all together. Perhaps the freedom he had sought and found could fall in the vast category of things that Obi-wan had wanted but then everything would be diluted, reduced to something done on a frivolous whim, when, truth to be told, it was so much more. A tilt of his head, a subtle action, the telltale that the sith was considering his next words. ❝ Everyone wants more, but oftentimes they don’t know of what. ❞ The corner of his mouth twitching, a fleeting smirk gracing his features as he looked at the younger man. ❝ It’s in our nature. ❞ A pause, lips pursing. ❝ But some want to be free. ❞
How long did it took him to realize it ? Longer than one could imagine, strong were the invisible shackles wrapped tightly around him and binding him down, keeping him from looking past what he so adamantly wanted his belief to be. ❝ Allowing oneself to give into their emotions without letting them fester like a open wound, embracing the anger, the pain and everything I was told to repress. That was what I wanted. ❞ It was ironic in a way, that the one who helped guide him to cut the remaining strings that kept him precariously balancing above the darkness, was the very same person that had pushed Obi-wan to lose control for the very first time back when his master had died. Perhaps the Force had known the path that he was supposed to follow all along or perhaps it had been fate. Either way, long gone were the days where he’d deny his real nature for the sake of others. ❝ Everyone has their different reasons, you do too. ❞
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☆ NOTICING TRAUMA SENTENCE STARTERS ☆
↪ “You don’t feel safe, here.” asked by @onehell-of-apilot
❝ It’s not that I don’t feel safe... ❞ Juniper started to follow her words up with something else, some kind of explanation, but her words immediately crumbled at her lips. She didn’t know what kind of answer to give him because what the hell was talking about her feelings in the first place? How did she begin to tell someone how it hurt to breathe and how she was so exhausted but her mind won’t stop racing long enough to give her some descent sleep? So instead, she just exhaled deeply and slowly through her nose and looked up at Poe. She didn’t even bother a forced smile at this point. ❝ It’s just my anxiety right now. It won’t let me think straight...or sleep for that matter. ❞
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YOGA: Armitage does short yoga practice twice a day. Once in the “morning” and once in the “evening”. I used those terms loosely because he often works 12-14 hours a day and has no concept of night and day. He is very dedicated to his practice. He is keenly aware that training causes muscle strain that is often remedied by yoga. Though the primary purpose of his daily practice is to stay lithe and agile, as his speed and quick reflexes have always outweighed his strength. He must keep them intact to heighten his ability to survive; something he learned from growing up under the control of his abusive father.
MEDITATION: Armitage is very skilled and manipulating, repressing and concealing his emotions. He practices an unorthodox type of meditation to strengthen his ability to control his reactions and to subdue the anxiety that arises from the crushing weight of the limitless responsibilities that Snoke employs upon him.
READING: Armitage is an avid reader. He reads actively for work; studying technological journals & engineering manuals, learning about newly released science & technology and simply, analyzing and editing reports. Reading is a significant part of his day. He enjoys it even though it can be quite exhausting. Nevertheless, he reads for pleasure as well. When he is off duty you may find him sprawled across his ice blue sofa, perusing a science magazine, analyzing a history book, or lost within the pages of classic literature.
AEROBICS: While Hux does regularly engage in light weight and endurance training, a majority of his exercise is made of aerobics, to keep up his stamina and preserve his speed and agility, especially at his ascending age. You can find him in the officers gym lost in the midst of an intense aerobics or kick-boxing simulation at 04:00 standard hours every morning.
SHOOTING: Armitage underwent strict and diligence sniper training while at the academy. He was hand picked after demonstrating acute aim and hand eye coordination. In the end, his uniquely innovative mind, high IQ and strong mathematic skills led to his promise as an engineer superseding his abilities as a sniper and he was placed in he advanced engineering program. Regardless, he continued to sharpen his shooting skills and is able to shoot from 3132 meters if sharply focused.
𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝: » incoming com : headcanons | accepting
@stcrlght: 🙋 + skills / hobbies / interests
@onehell-of-apilot: 🙋 + any headcanons about hobbies?
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When was the last time Ben had seen his mother? He couldn’t recall. Yet, here he was showing up to Senator Organa’s office in hopes that she could figure out how to get him out of the mess he’d made for himself. She’d done it before, so he was sure she could do it again, but this time he was done with Snoke’s shit. The man treated him like shit, constantly throwing his father’s death in his face to keep him pacified and honestly, he was sick of it. He wanted to be normal in some semblance again. Maybe go off to college and study something was actually passionate about.
He was holding his helmet under his arm as he walked through the government office. Most people around the area knew him by face despite how he hadn’t been there in ages and so none of the security stopped him. They knew he wasn’t any danger to his mother. He loved her more than anything. He went straight pass her secretary’s desk and right into her office, seeing the woman on the phone.
“Mama.” He said quietly. She’d noticed someone had entered but her gaze was elsewhere. She held a finger out for him to wait and Ben frowned.
“Mama!” He tried again and this time she realized. Her eyes slowly looking up at him before he gave her the widest smile he could imagine.
“I’ll call you back.” She said to the person on the other line and hung up without waiting for an answer back, “Ben Solo, what in god’s name are you doing in my office?”
“I wanted to speak with you about something important.” Ben moved to sit in the seat in front of her desk, “Something you might be happy to hear about.” Leia gave him a wary gaze before pressing the button to buzz her secretary.
“Poe, be a dear and grab me two cups of coffee, would ya? And clear out my schedule for today. It seems something more important has come up.” His mother tried to hold her smile, but it twinkled in her eyes. It was a hope for a future that didn’t involve hurting people. He just needed his mother to help him figure out how.
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@onehell-of-apilot: "How many kids do you want?"
Archex frowns-- not necessarily at the question so much as in consideration. He’d never figured he’d put the desire to a number, and the idea of such threw him off, “... three, I guess? Maybe? I mean... I probably won’t stop there, if I happen across a child in need. I can guarantee you I’m going to take anyone in that needs a family. It’s... how it’s been, up to now, so it’ll probably still ring true.”
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@onehell-of-apilot | just because…
[sms;//transmit: Old Man] You alive?
[sms;//transmit: Old Man] You didn’t drop by mom’s party.
[sms;//transmit: Old Man] I had a present for you.
[sms;//transmit: Old Man] Good Christmas ?
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@onehell-of-apilot: [Comm link] Hey firecrotch, want to go for drinks, later? (from senator poe)
Armitage couldn't help the annoyed sigh that huffed past his lips at the other man's words, annoyance prickling underneath his skin. At least he'd grown to anticipate such shenanigans from Poe. "Would love to, really... but I'm afraid I have a full schedule."
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A Nature Aesthetic !
Your Result: soil
simple works best. that's what you believe in, isn't it? but simple doesn't mean compromise. people underestimate you, but you stay firm in your beliefs. maybe they think you're a little weird. you can come off as unapproachable, but you're the complete opposite: willing to let anyone in without judgement. no judgement, no prejudices, that's your whole spiel. what you see is what you get, and the plain simplicity is the hook to your beauty. giving people the benefit of the doubt is one of the kindest things you can do, but remember not to let it hurt you. setting boundaries is okay. you're allowed to say no, to stop them from crossing lines you've drawn. but keep your gentle kindness. it's beautiful.
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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐃𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 within the narrow walls of the Tie Fighter. Armitage’s gaze travels along the controls as his finger trace the buttons with gentle precision. A 𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚂𝙸𝚃𝚈 dances within his eyes that is reflected in the subtle curl of his lips. The gears of his mind turning as he takes the machine apart in his head, analyzing the construction of it. “ Do you ever feel claustrophobic in here? ” He 𝚆𝙾𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂 how many days made up the span of the pilot’s longest journey. “ Or lonely? ”
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@onehell-of-apilot: ☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder (right after Exegol battle)
Adrenaline was running high even after the Fireball touched down on Ajan Kloss, and relief washed over Kaz as he clambered out of the ship and touched down on the soil. It took almost no time at all for those from the Colossus-- the Aces, Tam and himself-- to gravitate towards each other in the moment of celebration that enveloped the air. They’d done it-- they’d managed to take out at least a chunk of the threat.
Amidst the chaos of the aftermath-- the comedown and realization slowly leading towards energy fizzling down to something more manageable, Kaz hadn’t been aware that Poe had approached him until the older man was already tapping his shoulder-- then again, he’d figured something had to have been happening off the glance Tam and Torra had shared. The touch startled him into jumping and whirling around, but the confusion didn’t last for too long.
“Poe!” He’d already known Poe had made it through the battle, having caught sight of him meeting up with his friends earlier but even with that knowledge and the dissipating energy, Kaz couldn’t keep himself from throwing his arms around the man in relief, “We did it-- we really did it.”
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🎃 halloween starters 🎃
@onehell-of-apilot ran into hux at a party
"Before you say anything,” he felt ridiculous. He should have come without a costume, or just stayed home. Anything would be better than this. “It was the only thing they had left.” He had, he thought to his credit, entirely forgotten about this foolishness. And so he’d been forced to stop at one of those garish costume shops the day of the event and--- well, the nurse’s costume was doing his figure no favours, he knew that much. He lifted his chin, trying to pretend like he wasn’t bright red and planning his escape.
“And besides, if you have anything smart to say about it,” he didn’t know what he intended to follow that with. You can say it to my fist? I’ll have you shot? A little much. “You had better be careful I don’t make you regret it.” Vague enough not to sound completely ridiculous from someone with visibly freckled thighs. This was a disaster, he needed to leave immediately.
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