LUKE SKYWALKER: Myth is so much more important and true than history.
LEIA ORGANA: Well, history is just journalism, and you know how reliable that is. ….
The new documentary
THE RESISTANCE tells the
eye-opening
history of the Second Galactic Civil War from the point of view of those who fought in it. To capture this vantage point, director R.B. Arraneth has gathered together the rare candid holo footage of its soldiers, pilots, droids, and lauded generals, splicing it together with interviews and excerpts of their own words. The result is an intimate portrait of the heroes of the Resistance, as they truly were.
“The documentary explores how life actually was on the ground of an ongoing conflict,” says Arraneth. “Though it profiles of a handful of soldiers, it is really meant to serve as a reflection on us in a post-Civil War galaxy, and the sense of mythos we project on the people who fought in it.“
THE RESISTANCE is a tragic, heartening, personizing, and revelatory report from the front lines of a struggle that spanned the known galaxy.
An AU with Rey as part of the First Order, based on this photoset by the immensely talented @greyjoyss. In case you were curious, this is why I ask for short prompts, because this is SUPER LONG and got WILDLY OUT OF HAND. Crossposted to my AO3 here.
She
isn’t a Skywalker—or maybe she is. She
can’t remember, so does it matter? She
is herself.
Her
mothers scream when she’s born. Her
human mother screams in effort and pain.
The other screams in ecstasy, and somewhere in the galaxy the last
Jedi’s flesh-and-blood hand shakes as the Force writhes with the birth of a new
sun. To the eyes of the minimally
Force-sensitive nurse, the baby girl is wreathed in starlight, her wide and
tearless eyes wandering over things unseen.
Yeah sure they’re dragging you off to be tortured and killed, but make sure you get a good look at the decor before you go, won’t you?
y’know, considering how the resistance is desperately underfunded and canonically runs x-wings held together with duct tape and hope, i think this is poe’s ‘well shit’ moment of finally realizing what they’re really up against. the first order is so much better equipped and funded and i need to know every detail about their dealings with shady corporations and multiple money laundering gigs.
I was watching the movie last night, and I noticed this – and yeah, I read it as Poe going OHHHHH FUUUUUCCCKKK because the reason Leia’s set up the Resistance is because the New Republic is handwaving the First Order as a bunch of pissy little Imperialist relics with no real power or influence. I’m pretty sure this is the first time one of the leading Resistance pilots has seen what the fuck the First Order has actually become.
Also, I just love the way he’s so excited to fly a TIE fighter. Er. He could be killed at any second and for a moment he’s just ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOM I LOVE THIS THING
But what if Anakin isn’t ignoring Kylo Ren? What if that great pull Kylo feels towards the Light is Anakin Skywalker desperately trying to save his grandson from his own fate, the way his wife and son tried to save him?
what if Anakin is literally constantly standing behind Kylo Ren, sputtering with ghostly frustration, going, “No! No! No! Do not do that! Do NOT do that! oh for fuck’s sake.”
This is almost certainly what is actually happening.
“Ben if you skewer my son-in-law with that lightsaber then SO HELP ME”
“Ben Solo your mother is blaming me for this, get your ass home and apologize now or I swear-”
And Yoda and Obi-wan are watching, shaking their heads. “Now you know how we felt,” Obi-wan says.
Yoda agrees: “A bitch, karma is.”
I love this. So many people can just totally see Anakin trying to strangle Ben from the afterlife.
Anonymous asked: But what if like exchanging different foods is how you get married on ALL desert planets in the Star Wars universe? Who does Anakin accidentally marry? Who does Shmi accidentally marry? Who does Luke accidentally marry?
Anakin and Padmé have literally been married since they were nine and fourteen; he’s VERY confused when she insists they have to get married AGAIN, but maybe that’s a Naboo thing?
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“I’m sorry, I thought–you’re not already married, are you?” Cliegg asks worriedly, and Shmi gets a brief, wistful look on her face, thinking of a long-ago dinner table and the long, long-gone man who’d eaten her food and taken her Ani to a better life, who’d left her an empty house and half a box of rations from some far-off planet she will never see.
“No, he … he’s passed on, now,” she replies quietly. “And anyway, it wasn’t his people’s way.”
-
“Um,” Luke says, turning bright red. Lando gives him a puzzled look in return, wagging the mug of space hot chocolate he’s holding out to him.
“Yes or no, kid?” he asks, raising a pointed eyebrow.
“Yes!” Luke blurts, then looks horrified at himself, grabs the hot chocolate, and leaves. He comes back twenty minutes later with a triumphant, glowing expression and a bottle of Lando’s favorite space wine, which–odd, kind of, but Lando is NOT complaining.
Here is how
it does not happen: Anakin Skywalker dies. Fluid mouldering in his
lungs, internal organs collapsing into puddles of useless rancid
slurry, blood thickening with toxins – but he dies at peace, he
dies with his eyes wide open, he dies with his son (his beloved and
only boy) crouched over him and he wakes on the other side with
softness and light gracing his unscarred brow, his wife at his side,
flowers twisted in the starlit curls of her hair.
This is how
it does not happen: the ghost of Anakin Skywalker is a thin, flimsy
thing, coming to life here and there, always bright blue, always
smiling, offering paternal advice to those who would listen.
This is
another thing that does not happen: Rey sees a strange man cresting
the red dunes and she never sees his face, only the brightness of
his eyes, and she is comforted – for she does not know his name,
only that he is a kindly force, only that even in the feral iron
heart of Jakku she is watched over.
Here is
something that does happen: “Listen to me, you bastard, you
bastard, you have to listen –” and Kylo Ren does not hear.
Rather: he chooses not to hear. He is meditating. Sunmatter dances
around him, catching on the flick-curl of his blackened cape. Well.
He thinks that it is sunmatter; this is what Snoke has told him it
is; and so this is what he believes; and of course it is not
sunmatter but the fire-bright venom of Anakin Skywalker’s ghost.
He’s not white-blue and delicate. He is burning.
Of
course he burns:
he’s full of fury and everything I died for you are
unmaking and if you
want I will tell you how it feels to die drowning in your blood I
will tell you and if
you lay a hand – a finger – on my
children, my darlings, then grandson or not I will show
you –
“You
tore down every I built!” Padme
screamed, when she saw him for the first time. His mouth
half-cooked. His body spectral and quivering. And his lovely wife –
no longer delicate and pale as a shivering lily but quicksilver and
burning, bright as Alderaan falling into dust. Livid spots of colour
on her cheeks. “You burned my diplomacy! I loved you but Maker
above – I loved the council just as much – my sweet children
were torn from my arms – I loved you so much and you destroyed
everything I loved –”
My
darling –
I love
you –
You were
everything good in my world; the only good thing in my world –
Skywalker,
Skywalker, she
had said, that is
the – that was the problem –
So here is the boy Anakin Skywalker, skin full of fire, and his
afterlife is anything but easy.
You
wouldn’t,
his son says to him, slack-jawed with horror, he’s
your grandson, he’s –
He’s
destroying everything I built. You know I once knew a good woman.
And she watched as someone she loved burn all she loved down. And
she let him live. And I won’t make her mistake. Do you understand?
You’re
not Vader anymore; you don’t have to be so ruthless,
Luke says, fretful and old and when did he become so old? Why does
he look so much like Kenobi, bent-backed against the assault of the
Force?
“This isn’t Vader,” says Anakin Skywalker, “this is all me.”
And it is true. He is a soldier. He is the saviour of the known and
unknown world. He was torn from his mother’s arms and given a sword
to hold instead of a hand. How else could he grow up? How else could
he die?
Listen
to me listen to me listen to me he
snarls in Kylo Ren’s ear and with each day the boy listens less and
Anakin tries less. He is dead and he is furious and perhaps this is
hell; this irony. He tore down Padme’s love and her lifework and now
he must watch a sickly imitation of Vader do the same to his love,
to his life.
Kylo
Ren will, one day, lift his lightsabre against his mother – or his
uncle. The blow will never fall. Anakin will pour his fury and fire
and limitless power into the boy’s skull and burn him from the
inside out. One day, the Knight of Ren will attempt to fufill what
he thinks is Vader’s legacy. One day, he will learn – too late –
that Vader is nothing, nothing, nothing compared to the anger of
Anakin Skywalker.
the main reason I can’t buy the “rey is anakin skywalker reincarnated” theory is that I can’t accept that anakin skywalker’s soul could exist on another sand planet for 15 years without immediately going to the dark side
