petermaximoff:

its funny how black panther was advertised as team iron man in the promos when t’challa was highkey only there to kick buckys ass he at most knew like two people by name on the entire team

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Anonymous asked: (Anon who's super into the Vader Survives Mustafar thing again) Wow holy shit hi I'm so sorry I'll get out of your inbox any minute now I swear, but EMPRESS AMIDALA wow, just. Yes. Sign me the fuck up. Oh wow that means Luke and Leia would be raised as the children of the Empress and the only surviving Force user in the galaxy Y E S. It's fine, I'm fine, you're great. *crawls into dark hole*

suzukiblu:

(why would you EVER, friend, why would you leave my inbox, THAT IS THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I WANT) 

Actually Vader wouldn’t be the only surviving Force-user–the only surviving SITH Force-user, maybe, but not every Jedi actually died with Order 66 and Vader would literally ignore their entire existences unless Padmé said something, which obviously she would NOT. At ALL. At most she would say “no sweetie it’s fine they’re not a threat like this” and then go hyperventilate in the bathroom while Vader is distracted playing with the babies. He’s teaching them how to float their toys. It would be the sweetest, purest thing Padmé has ever seen in her LIFE if he weren’t doing it while wearing the robe he’d sworn loyalty to Darth Sidious in. 

Padmé has no idea how to destroy a dictatorship from the INSIDE. Fuck knows she didn’t succeed in STOPPING it from the inside; even standing at the top, how is she supposed to take it APART?? The Empire didn’t happen in a vacuum. It wasn’t just one man, no matter how much that one man was responsible for. 

She couldn’t even stop Anakin from turning into Vader. She thinks she can change a whole GALAXY when she couldn’t even convince the man she loved to live? She thinks she can change ANYTHING, wearing Empress Amidala’s robes, raising Prince Luke and Princess Leia Amidala? With her beloved husband and his people all dead in her name and by his own hand, and Darth Vader as her consort? 

She doesn’t. Not at all. 

But she’s going to have to, so–so. 

So it’s time to get back to it, Padmé tells herself, and then breathes out slowly, puts on just enough makeup to remind herself how to wear her mask, and goes back out to sit on the couch and watch Vader and the children play on the floor. They’re doing very well with the toys, and Vader is very proud. 

Padmé paints on a smile, and digs her nails into the meat of her palms.