further thoughts on names

wildehack:

Ben Organa, not Ben Solo. Because Leia’s the last Organa, you see, and Han’s got something like twenty first cousins alone, and she and Luke are more or less quietly agreed that he should be the last Skywalker. (It’s “Ben” because it’s the only serious suggestion Luke made during the infamous What To Name The Baby argument that took place the week after Ben was born, and Luke’s opinion was the only compromise Han and Leia could make between “Jacen” and “Val”, and Luke was mostly incredulous that they were just calling him “baby” for so long.) 

Finn Dameron, as the entire rest of tumblr has produced some very compelling arguments in favor of. 

Rey goes through a cycle of surnames, but the one she settles on is Kenobi. Because once she finds out who her parents were, she wants desperately to take their name–to feel a connection to her past, even though every trace of it is gone. (At first she accepted Finn’s invitation to join her as an unofficial Dameron, and later she called herself Rey Skywalker just as an easy shorthand, since nobody knew what “Padawan” meant anyway, and Chewie told her very somberly that she had a right to “Rey Solo” if she wanted it, as well as Chewie’s own last name, which she couldn’t actually pronounce. Life debt stuff.  But she keeps Kenobi.) 




 

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It is literally the MOST HILARIOUS to me that all the marketing execs for The Force Awakens were like “KYLO, GUYS, KYLO WILL BE THE BIG HIT, EVERYONE PUMP OUT KYLO REN TOYS BECAUSE THEY WILL BE FLYING OFF THE SHELVES.  NO ONE WILL WANT REY TOYS, DON’T MAKE ANYTHING.”  And now it’s a few weeks into the release and it’s like….no, we don’t want the Emo Tantrum Child, let’s have us some Rey action figures, after all she’s the HERO OF THE MOVIE, and everyone is basically losing their shit about it.

I have this mental image of just piles and piles of boxed Kylo Ren toys being dumped on the execs’ desks while these poor oblivious bastards are slowly buried, weeping, in the unsold Emo Tantrum Child.

I’m probably going to hell for laughing so hard at this.

swimthroughthefires:

swimthroughthefires:

genuinewarmdecentfeeling:

Consider this: Finn stealing a fry off of Rey’s plate because he heard that’s a cute thing couples do and he wants to balance out their “I’LL SAVE YOU!” emotional intensity with some cute things, only Rey freezes and Finn’s like, shit, I just stole food from someone who grew up without it, what Attack Mode did I just activate. But then she just fucking dumps all of her food on his plate all “I’LL FEED YOU, YOU’LL NEVER GO HUNGRY WITH ME” and they’re right back in the emotional intensity, and Finn doesn’t even like fries that much.

#omg if they ever go on holiday rey would 100% aggressively catch wildlife for them to eat and he’s like#can we get takeout#im pretty sure this planet has takeout rey#star wars#the force awakens#rey x finn

#star wars#tfa#I AM NOW EXTREMELY INVESTED IN REY THE AGGRESSIVE HUNTER-GATHERER-PROVIDER#whether it’s a ship or just friends because REY AGGRESSIVELY BRINGING HOME THE BACON#rey eyeballing poe and finn’s plates and telling them to finish their veggies#rey getting nervous about accepting food from poe and finn because that’s THEIR FOOD and they should eat it#rey and poe and fin camping out waiting for exfil on a forest planet and a herd of cute animals storms by#finn and poe are admiring them until rey comes back with one slung over her shoulder#and she butchers it right there in front of them and then cooks it lovingly#and offers them the best pieces with this PROUD LOOK ON HER FACE#because offering your friend food is one of the greatest gestures you could make on jakku#also i am 1000000000% here for rey and finn being ridiculously overprotective with poe#as i have tagged many times before takiki16

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ekreider:

I’m so in love with the badass, highly trained Rey, who still scavenges. But instead of scrap metal and parts it’s beautiful, colorful things that are red and orange and green because she never saw those on Jakkuu.
So, sometimes this highly trained Jedi who takes down villains left and right comes up to Poe or Finn and is like ‘look what I got u’ and puts something in their hands and they’re like ‘Rey, it’s a rock’ and she smiles at them and just says ‘yes but it’s a pretty rock. It matches ur jacket.’ and just walks away.
I live for that Rey

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sainatsukino:

out-there-on-the-maroon:

onetrueemotion:

goddammitstacey:

pornoreblogfever:

goddammitstacey:

goddammitstacey:

So this whole Rey Mary Sue thing just keeps twigging me (and not just because the whole bullshit, sexist concept of the Mary Sue knots my knickers like nothing else)

Because while this fuckboy opinion is probably motivated from dudes being, well, fuckboys, it may also be mired in them being MEN.

Because like, I and every single female friend I have walked out of Star Wars with absolutely zero doubts that Rey had earned every inch of her scrappy, badass survivor mantle. It wasn’t until dudes online started whinging about the “believability” of it that I even contemplated the issue.

So now, three viewings in, the second two spent ACTIVELY SEARCHING for signs that Rey may have suffered New Powers as the Plot Demands I have this to say:

The moment the film opened on Rey - a young woman living and operating ALONE on a world in which literal survival depends on who can scavenge AND EXCHANGE the most goods for food rations, I’d wager every single woman in the audience went, “Holy shit, this girl is capable as fuck.”

We didn’t even need to see her owning the thugs trying to steal BB-8 to know she could handle herself physically. We looked at her environment, her position in that environment, and we knew that to be where she was - just to have lived as long as she had - she had to know how to fight like whoa.

Because here’s the thing: woman don’t walk through life the way men do. Just living in our world is dangerous enough for a woman - to grow up young, alone and female on a world that would brawl over scraps and sell anything that wasn’t pinned down? That’s fucking terrifying.

Women look at Rey at the beginning of TFA and see every single hard-won year of survival. Every year of losing to fellow scavengers stealing her take before she could trade it. Every year she had to not become the very thing they were trading. Every year she was an easy target. And we see every year she had to fight to make sure she wasn’t one anymore.

That had to take guts, not to mention a healthy aptitude for combat and weapons training. The ability to pick up languages and social niceties on the fly would have been essential because my enemies enemy and all that.

Every single “unrealistic” ability these dudes are wanking on about was obvious as fuck to me within the first fifteen minutes of the movie.

So welcome to the party, boys - this is what it feels like to have to identify with someone outside of your own experience. And hey, who knows, if you take the time to ask why Rey was so capable instead of whining about it, you may just learn something.

#also not to mention the scene where she saves bb-8 #she wouldn’t have stopped that guy even if she knew him if she didn’t think she could win #it’s this scavenger’s wasteland and she has enough of a reputation to say ‘hey stop that piss off’ and have someone listen to her #star wars #the force awakens (via @imgoingtocrash)

ALL OF THIS AS WELL

I don’t doubt she could fight, speak droid, speak cookie, shoot, or use the force but how the hell does she know how to fix a fucking hyperdrive? I don’t think it makes her a Mary sue or whatever but it is bad writing. when characters have unexplainable abilities for the sake of making the film run more smoothly, it’s bad. I think it’s easy to go in the defensive when men criticise Rey because I do think a lot of it comes from a place of fear and sexism, but taking an unbiased, logical look at her abilities and realizing they may be slightly overblown isn’t sexist. It’s analytical. still, i’d rather see a female character whose overqualified as opposed to a weakling who needs a man to save her every 5 minutes.

How the hell does she know how to fix a fucking hyperdrive?

She… lives on a planet littered with the remains of the galactic war? Remains that include (as shown in the movie) Imperial Star Destroyers and other ships capable of hyperdrive? Remains that she has to scavenge for survival? Remains filled with parts that she’d have to know the function of in order to evaluate their trade worth?? And you don’t think she’s picked up any working knowledge of complex starship engineering in the years she’s done nothing but crawl around inside literal complex starship engineering???

?????????

Even my idiot brother picked up on the fact that Rey could fix ships because she dismantles them for a living. It’s… kind of obvious.

The only thing that gave me pause was how seemingly easy it was for Rey to use the force, having had no prior experience. Especially given that apparently it’s impossible for individuals to uncover latent abilities without training, going by the fact that if there are no active Jedi, everybody thinks the force is some kind of myth.

However, there are two points that can explain this. First, Rey was under extreme duress. Think of it like how mothers get super strength and are able to lift cars if their children are trapped underneath. The rush of adrenaline and self-preservation instincts allowed her to tap into this hidden ability.

Now maybe that alone isn’t enough. Surely Rey has been under extreme duress before, given her back story, and surely other individuals who are force sensitive have been in difficult situations without their powers manifesting. But my second, and most important, point is the fact that Rey had the force being used on her. She was on the receiving end and knew how it felt. From there, she just took what was being used on her, flipped it around and pushed it back.

So, in short, Rey’s prodigy-like manipulation of the force is not some Mary Sue special snowflake situation, it’s merely a demonstration of how humankind’s ability to dig deep and use everything available to them when their life is in danger is how they managed to survive this long in the first place.

Rey had way more training and prep than Luke did in A New Hope. I don’t see people calling him a Mary Sue. 

Okay, first off:  Anakin winning that race?? no humans ever did it before. He *was* using the force. Just not in a “levitating objects” way. But picking up how to fly complex engines quickly by using battle meditation? Anakin did it at the age of nine. Luke did it when he blew up the death star. It’s like in harry potter, guys. You can use the force subsconciously and not be aware, or rationalise it away. Leia has memories of her mother, even though she was a baby when padme died. In the “Princess Leia” comics, she has a  brief force vision of Padme. It’s entirely possible that as a child, Leia had visions of her mother and later interpreted that as memories. Rey having used the force before? To, for exemple, feel opponent’s intentions a second before they hit her? not impossible. A ton of people probably use the force every day in the galaxy, having “bad feelings about this” and stuff.

My pet theory is also this:

Anakin grew up being told that using the force was hard and complex. He picked it up more quickly than other padawans, and even used it unconsciously before being trained, and definitely had to concentrate less than other people to use it, but he still lived in an environment that discouraged using it outside of actual need / battle, so he never developed it as being as much a part of him as, say, his hand. It was still a tool to him. Still something exterior, something hard and complex. Something you achieve, something you “master.”

Luke grew up thinking it was impossible. On Dagobah, Yoda had to show him that it was, indeed, possible to lift his ship before Luke could do it. The restriction on his powers? It was in his mind, people. That’s the key to all this! Luke could do anything that he put his mind to once he realised that it was all possible, and that the only limit was himself and his beliefs! Do or do not, there is no try: it’s literally the most important lesson that Yoda taught him.

Rey? Rey grew up believing it all real. She grew up on crazy stories about jedi doing all sort of cool stuff, probably most of it being grossly exagerated but absolutely awesome. Of course Jedis can mind-trick people into doing stuff! Of course they can call a saber to them and use the force on their ennemies and I don’t know what else! Of course you can just “use the force” to disable a shield, jedis can do anything! Disabling a shield is probably, like, the first thing you learn as a jedi!!!! (that’s not how the force works. But she doesn’t know that! Imagine the stories that get told! Old clone wars propaganda! The negociator and the hero with no fear!!!) so when Rey starts trying to do those things… well it’s like Harry Potter’s patronus in Prisoner of Azkaban. She’s got no mental block, no hesitation. Of course I can do those things, she thinks, I’ve got the force! ergo, it works. The limit is in your mind.

This is exactly what I assumed from minute one and I’m so relieved that it wasn’t just me.

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thistlerosie:

hippity-hoppity-brigade:

vrabia:

i love all the ‘poe has a wonderful singing voice’ headcanons for the obvious reason, but you know who else has a wonderful singing voice? rey. except where poe is a connoisseur of mellow space folk and lugs his space guitar from base to base and sings to his fellow pilots, rey has always made up her own songs and her own lyrics and her own stories to sing to herself about.

i’m saying: rey sitting at finn’s bedside, singing to him about the tiny desert critters burrowing in their tiny burrows with their tiny families for the night. it’s a strange combination, part lullaby, part counting song, something she made up when she must’ve been 7 or 8, and she’s never sung it to anyone else. but she’s singing it to finn, who’s unconscious, and it’s soft and sweet and poe walks by med bay one time and catches a glimpse and a couple of verses and he’s like

OH NO

#next morning at breakfast poe sits with her#‘was that a song from jakku?’ he asks; rey looks confused so he hums a couple of bars for her and his voice is low and warm and lovely#rey instantly goes beet red; poe feels kind of like an asshole. ‘sorry’ he says ‘i was passing by yesterday i didn’t mean to listen in’#‘thatsasongimadeup’ rey sputters and then shoves an entire slice of toast in her mouth#‘sorry?’ says poe#rey chews aggressively and then swallows with a little gulp and then looks at him defiantly and still totally red up to her ears#‘that’s a song i made up. when i was little.’#and poe is like ‘oh’#(poe is like OH b/c he’s in love he loves them both it’s been like a week he would literally die for them it’s prEPOSTEROUS)#‘it’s lovely’ he says. ‘could you teach me sometime? if you want? i could teach you some of ours’#rey is not yet comfortable enough around him but she lets poe stay when she’s singing to finn#eventually lets him join in#they’re not perfectly harmonious#rey’s voice breaks a little in some parts and poe takes her hand; and poe’s voice breaks too in others and she squeezes his fingers gently#finn sleeps beside them; his heart rate monitor their only accompaniment#star wars#ah yes the damerons#SOMEBODY TAKE THE INTERNET AWAY FROM ME I SWEAR TO FUCK 

*pushes the internet slightly closer to you* 

Awwwwwwwwwww.

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onetrueemotion:

goddammitstacey:

pornoreblogfever:

goddammitstacey:

goddammitstacey:

So this whole Rey Mary Sue thing just keeps twigging me (and not just because the whole bullshit, sexist concept of the Mary Sue knots my knickers like nothing else)

Because while this fuckboy opinion is probably motivated from dudes being, well, fuckboys, it may also be mired in them being MEN.

Because like, I and every single female friend I have walked out of Star Wars with absolutely zero doubts that Rey had earned every inch of her scrappy, badass survivor mantle. It wasn’t until dudes online started whinging about the “believability” of it that I even contemplated the issue.

So now, three viewings in, the second two spent ACTIVELY SEARCHING for signs that Rey may have suffered New Powers as the Plot Demands I have this to say:

The moment the film opened on Rey - a young woman living and operating ALONE on a world in which literal survival depends on who can scavenge AND EXCHANGE the most goods for food rations, I’d wager every single woman in the audience went, “Holy shit, this girl is capable as fuck.”

We didn’t even need to see her owning the thugs trying to steal BB-8 to know she could handle herself physically. We looked at her environment, her position in that environment, and we knew that to be where she was - just to have lived as long as she had - she had to know how to fight like whoa.

Because here’s the thing: woman don’t walk through life the way men do. Just living in our world is dangerous enough for a woman - to grow up young, alone and female on a world that would brawl over scraps and sell anything that wasn’t pinned down? That’s fucking terrifying.

Women look at Rey at the beginning of TFA and see every single hard-won year of survival. Every year of losing to fellow scavengers stealing her take before she could trade it. Every year she had to not become the very thing they were trading. Every year she was an easy target. And we see every year she had to fight to make sure she wasn’t one anymore.

That had to take guts, not to mention a healthy aptitude for combat and weapons training. The ability to pick up languages and social niceties on the fly would have been essential because my enemies enemy and all that.

Every single “unrealistic” ability these dudes are wanking on about was obvious as fuck to me within the first fifteen minutes of the movie.

So welcome to the party, boys - this is what it feels like to have to identify with someone outside of your own experience. And hey, who knows, if you take the time to ask why Rey was so capable instead of whining about it, you may just learn something.

#also not to mention the scene where she saves bb-8 #she wouldn’t have stopped that guy even if she knew him if she didn’t think she could win #it’s this scavenger’s wasteland and she has enough of a reputation to say ‘hey stop that piss off’ and have someone listen to her #star wars #the force awakens (via @imgoingtocrash)

ALL OF THIS AS WELL

I don’t doubt she could fight, speak droid, speak cookie, shoot, or use the force but how the hell does she know how to fix a fucking hyperdrive? I don’t think it makes her a Mary sue or whatever but it is bad writing. when characters have unexplainable abilities for the sake of making the film run more smoothly, it’s bad. I think it’s easy to go in the defensive when men criticise Rey because I do think a lot of it comes from a place of fear and sexism, but taking an unbiased, logical look at her abilities and realizing they may be slightly overblown isn’t sexist. It’s analytical. still, i’d rather see a female character whose overqualified as opposed to a weakling who needs a man to save her every 5 minutes.

How the hell does she know how to fix a fucking hyperdrive?

She… lives on a planet littered with the remains of the galactic war? Remains that include (as shown in the movie) Imperial Star Destroyers and other ships capable of hyperdrive? Remains that she has to scavenge for survival? Remains filled with parts that she’d have to know the function of in order to evaluate their trade worth?? And you don’t think she’s picked up any working knowledge of complex starship engineering in the years she’s done nothing but crawl around inside literal complex starship engineering???

?????????

Even my idiot brother picked up on the fact that Rey could fix ships because she dismantles them for a living. It’s… kind of obvious.

The only thing that gave me pause was how seemingly easy it was for Rey to use the force, having had no prior experience. Especially given that apparently it’s impossible for individuals to uncover latent abilities without training, going by the fact that if there are no active Jedi, everybody thinks the force is some kind of myth.

However, there are two points that can explain this. First, Rey was under extreme duress. Think of it like how mothers get super strength and are able to lift cars if their children are trapped underneath. The rush of adrenaline and self-preservation instincts allowed her to tap into this hidden ability.

Now maybe that alone isn’t enough. Surely Rey has been under extreme duress before, given her back story, and surely other individuals who are force sensitive have been in difficult situations without their powers manifesting. But my second, and most important, point is the fact that Rey had the force being used on her. She was on the receiving end and knew how it felt. From there, she just took what was being used on her, flipped it around and pushed it back.

So, in short, Rey’s prodigy-like manipulation of the force is not some Mary Sue special snowflake situation, it’s merely a demonstration of how humankind’s ability to dig deep and use everything available to them when their life is in danger is how they managed to survive this long in the first place.

(via primarybufferpanel)

plintoon:

Rey’s jacket at the end of the movie makes me happy because it’s probably the first time someone has ever given her something as a gift…. and in my mind it’ll always be how Space Mum Leia unknowingly gets Rey’s undying loyalty. 

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starwarsrockstars:

st0rmpil0t:

kylobentrash:

from what we’ve seen of Rey, she hardly whines at all. There is no way in hell she could be related to a Skywalker.

KENOBI IT IS

This is the most convincing argument I’ve seen yet

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leupagus:
“ hippity-hoppity-brigade:
“ leupagus:
“ broadlybrazen:
“ leupagus:
“ I found my very own High-Quality (…lol ”quality”) pic of Trash Fire Jesus Luke, so does this mean I give myself a 1K fic of my choosing? Does someone else write it for...

leupagus:

hippity-hoppity-brigade:

leupagus:

broadlybrazen:

leupagus:

I found my very own High-Quality (…lol ”quality”) pic of Trash Fire Jesus Luke, so does this mean I give myself a 1K fic of my choosing? Does someone else write it for me? I don’t know what any of these rules are please help me.

leupagus:  #what a weird old man #what a weird old face #weird nose #weird eyes #weird skunk beard #I am so violently into it guys #rock me trash fire jesus #I just want a 100k fic about TFA-style Mara Jade #played by Octavia Spencer #being like undercover as the space pirate who brings that weird old hermit dude supplies once a month #and one day she rolls up and Luke and Rey are playing Force Tennis or whatever and is like ‘okay here’s the deal' #‘I am super dupes supposed to kill you but the thing is that there’s a bunch of First Order dickwads coming' #‘and they’re going to murder you WAY WORSE AND MEANER than I was planning #‘so come with me if you want to live marginally longer than you were gonna live anyway' #and Luke and Rey and Mara all have a galactic space adventure #I’m just saying #anyway yeah this is all really good for me in the sense of being perfectly awful for me #I am so sexually miserable right now #oh my god robot hand me on it

Update: NOBODY’S EVEN OFFERED to write me fic, you are all bastards

THIS IS ONLY 500 WORDS BUT WHATEVER

“you remind me of someone on jakku,” says rey, the fourth night they’re huddled around luke skywalker’s cave fire in awkward silence.

something like a smile tugs at the corner of luke’s mouth. “i remind you of an old man on a desert planet?” he sighs and the smile is gone. “me too.”

rey’s learned that if she allows for luke’s mopey, vague insights, she loses track of the conversation. “some of the scavengers would group up. they didn’t have a home like me. they’d huddle around a fire they built in a composter bin and growl at anyone who came too close.”

the smile is definitely gone now. luke scowls at his fire. “i don’t growl.”

“the trash fire savior of the galaxy,” rey muses aloud.


the only break from the monotony of the sighing, lonely wind and the waves crashing against the rocks and r2d2’s rude comments about luke’s abode is when a ship zooms out of lightspeed, idles a few minutes, and leaves several units of mysterious packages lighter.

the first time the ship dropped off supplies after rey arrived, the pilot found rey and luke in a silent stare-off on the highest point of the cliff.

“oh, that’s new,” said the pilot, apparently referring to rey. “you lost? you need a lift off this rock? you here on purpose? oh god, you’re here on purpose.”

rey glanced at her out of curiosity and got force-pushed off the cliff for her troubles. she spent the next half-hour clinging to a rock and trying not to fall, and listening to the pilot telling luke he’s a weird old man while luke growled back.


“leia misses you,” rey tries once. luke stalks off to some secret cave she hasn’t found yet and doesn’t emerge for days. rey amuses herself by rearranging his living room cave. when he comes back it’s purple and green with flowers and seaweed. he doesn’t take the stuff down, so that’s a point to rey.


the supplies ship shows up off schedule. rey’s up on top of it immediately. any excitement is better than solving the mystery of whether luke has actually bathed in the decade he’s been here.

“get on the ship,” says the pilot. she says it to a shrub nearby, which turns out to be hiding luke. rey fumes. he hasn’t been hiding in secret caves after all.

“why should i?” he asks.

“because i said so, skywalker.”

before the conversation can get any more childish, the pilot takes a blaster out of her holster and aims it at luke.

rey waits for him to force-knock it out of the pilot’s hand, but he just quirks an eyebrow.

“oh no,” he says. “you’ve got me.”

“wait, what?” says rey. “are we really doing this?”

“the first order is coming to torture, maim, and kill both of you, kid,” says the pilot over her shoulder. “come with me if you want to live slightly longer than you would if you stayed. maybe even the same length of time, but in a lot less pain.”

luke shrugs and heads toward the ship’s open docking bay. he halts at the top of the ramp, raising his skeletal robot hand to beckon to rey. “come on, padawan.”

“this is super dumb,” says rey. predictably, no one listens to her.

PERFECTION

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