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The Theft's Captive: A Star Wars Story
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When Carly, a smuggler dealing in information, gets captured by the First Order, she has no way to escape. After months of compliance she has gained some of General Hux's trust, giving her some freedom on Starkiller base.
Warning or triggers: Mentions of heart/medical conditions that cause episodes
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Pride swelled in her chest as she reached the entrance to the base before the Captain. She had been surprised when her request had been approved to take the speeders out for a spell, she was a prisoner on Starkiller base after all. Finally she would get some fresh air. Her cooperation had definitely made a difference.
She made a sharp turn at the entrance before bringing the speeder to a hault. Even though the icy wind cut through her during the excursion, she couldn't be any warmer. She pulled off her helmet revealing the proud grin on her face. She was glowing despite the cloud cover and snow, a result of the thin layer of sweat she had built up.
The thrill of the race mixed with the pride of winning caused her heart to race at an alarmingly elevated rate. She ignored the beeping of her wristband that she had been instructed to wear, ever since her last adrenaline episode. Her zombie-like state with the addition of her somehow escaping her cell alarmed General Hux and Captain Phasma especially. If Ren saw her in such a state or out of her cell, after numerous guard rotations and extra security measures, he would be the one to blow a gasket this time around. No, the wristband was a wise decision with little to no protest on Carly's part.
Her heart pounded in her chest and pulsated in her eardrums. This was exhilarating! She beamed when the captain arrived shortly after. "I told you I wasn't planning an escape," Carly jested. Her statement caused Phasma to chuckle. "I should have taken your word for it."
They both dismounted their speeders with Carly practically bouncing with every step. Her pupils had already dilated from the excessive adrenaline her body created. Her skin was tinged with a pink tone caused by her rising heat level along with the adrenaline. Phasma failed to notice these factors but the beeping caught her attention almost immediately, which was still unbeknownst to Carly. "How amazing was that? And in the snow no less. I guarentee that I would have hit a tree if it weren't for the handling on these bad boys," she chirped before she noticed Phasma's attention focused on her wrist. "What is it?" She asked but before Phasma could reply the medic and scientist from before burst into the hanger, sprinting the whole way, syringe and medkit in hand. The heart band wouldn't be successful without their help. Carly's glowing eyes and bright face beamed even brighter once the two entered the hanger. "I didn't expect to see you two again so soon. You must have heard about my outing with the captain. Wait, how did you know-" she was cut off by the medic taking hold of her wrist in order to turn Carly's arm over and inject the syringe. The scientist focused his effort on using an additional heart monitor and data pad to check her vitals and compare it to the wristband's readings. The both of them were panic stricken. Their breathing still hadn't evened out after their run from the medbay, most likely. "What are you two doing?" Carly questioned. However, the question fell on deaf ears as both ocupiced themselves with her wellbeing. "You two responded quickly," Phasma noted, almost as if wanting them to explain their quick actions. "Captain, we apologize for not greeting you sooner. We responded as soon as the data pad sent out its warning," the scientist replied, still testing the readings to see if the device hadn't malfunctioned. "Ms Johnson, we are on orders to escort you to the medbay at once," the medic hastily interjected. "But why?" Another question that wouldn't be answered as the medic shined a small flashlight into Carly's eyes. "On whose orders? I was to supervise her," Phasma questioned, suddenly suspicious of the timing. The pair looked at one another before replying in unison, "General Hux, Captain."
Phasma nodded. "Very well. I will escort you to the medbay," Phasma spoke to Carly. Carly only blinked in response especially after she had the small flashlight half blinded her. The medic spoke up once more while leading Carly by the arm, "Ms Johnson, it would be best to refrain from walking too fast. We don't want you getting worked up any further."
"Worked up?" Her face was etched into confusion, "Are you kidding? That was a blast! I can't remember the last time I took a ride on a speeder!
And why are we going to the medbay? I feel fantastic." Her words spilled from her mouth a mile a minute as her adrenaline levels spiked even further from remembering the exciting experience. The panic in the medic and scientist's eyes grew as the wristband beeped louder and faster. Phasma tried her best to take control of the situation by egging Carly on to walk toward the medbay, which was working, only for a short while unfortunately. Both the medic and scientist stayed on either side of Carly, the medic tightly grasping the medkit and the scientist with his eyes focused on the data pad. Phasma instructed Carly to focus on breathing rather than rambling on. They all strutted through the corridors of the base with small clusters of stormtroopers moving aside when they noticed the frantic specialists and especially their captain. They would give her a curt nod or a simple "Captain" as they proceeded to move out of the way.
Carly's brain ran a mile a minute. Keeping quiet helped with the breathing, however, the amount of thoughts racing through her mind made her head spin. The addition of the adrenaline made her feel sick to her stomach and only caused her body temperature to spike further. The medic and scientist gave each other a weary look. It's as if they had a brief telepathic conversation before the medic declared, "Let's take a rest. You should sit down over here, Ms Johnson. Edwin will bring you a wheelchair to take you the rest of the way." She helped Carly move over to a bench in the corridor while Edwin had already rushed off to get the wheelchair. "That's it. Nice and easy now," the medic soothed as she assisted Carly in sitting down. Carly gave a delirious nod before resting her head back on the metal wall behind her. "Will she be alright?" Phasma asked, an underlying tone of concern and slight panic evident in her words. The medic crouched down next to Carly, opening her medkit to retrieve another syringe. "The sooner we get her to the medbay the better, Captain. I can't be certain right now if she will be alright. Could you please help me remove her jacket?" The medic's honesty surprised Phasma. Phasma sat next to Carly, leaning her forward slightly in order to free her arms from the sleeves. Carly's head ragdolled forward over the captain's shoulder in her delirious state. "Why remove her jacket now? The last syringe you put in her wrist," Phasma observed. The more answers the better in the event that she would have to fill out an incident report. The medic signed and explained, "She's starting to overheat. Notice how the veins are becoming more prominent and her skin is turning red. The jacket could also make her feel restricted and, in her current state, the panic will only make the situation worse. A sedative will at least bring down her heart rate."
"Won't that effect her medication you gave a short while back?" After successfully removing the jacket, Carly was placed against the wall again. The medic administered the injection. This in combination with the cooler surroundings caused Carly to let out a relieved sigh. "Thank you, Captain. No, luckily it won't cause any issues. Ms Johnson here already explained what can and can't be used in different situations."
Just after the process had been completed, Edwin came around the corner, wheelchair at the ready. "Edwin, what are her readings?" The medic questioned immediately.
Edwin took out his data pad scanning over the new information. "I don't know what the hell you did but her heart rating is slowly stabilizing," Edwin replied, giving off a sigh after his frantic sprint down the corridors. The medic was relieved at the news.
"Let's get you into the chair," Phasma said to the sweating mess sitting next to her. "Did you hear me?" Carly ran a shaky hand over her face, blinking a few times before nodding in response. Getting her up and into the wheelchair proved quick and painless, thankfully, which made the rest of the journey to the medbay easier.
I don’t usually reblog stuff like this, but this was a really good performance. And I got all teary when Carrie showed up. Like, wow guys. You need to watch this.
Worst workplace environment ever.
this is a call for all the people who love this ship. I’ve i think the must important collection of rare fanarts of phux. If you’re interested, contact me on my Instagram or Tumblr.
drew all the babs in earth fashion!
Star Wars Illustrations
Created by Sandy + Steve Pell
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Tried drawing phasma on a boogie board.
Hence why its slightly blurry
STAR WARS : THE LAST JEDI
Ok, so first of all I’m French so it was released today in my country and I’ll try to tell you what thought of it.
It was definitely the best of the latest ones, the director really succeeded in distancing himself from the first saga if we compare it to “the force awakens”.
It was long in length but It wasn’t boring at all, you won’t even want to glance at your phone to check the time.
Many things happen, it’s really exciting, it’s funny, it’s beautiful, it’s also serious and there are several moments with twist plots more or less surprising although always without being disappointing.
There are a few things that are maybe a bit too much in the way that we can see that they are really trying to show this or that and we can see exactly that. It’s not always subtle.
Nevertheless, the film still has the « star wars’touch » in the way it’s made which is good because the director should distance himself from the first saga in regards of the story, the plot but not completely and certainly not in every way. So, there’s a good balance.
Overall, it’s personally one of the best Star Wars films ever. I wholeheartedly encourage you to go see it !
I’m always grateful for that kind of ask
did anyone do this yet
base by the awesome @mapleleauf (x) !
I have this headcanon in which Hux listens to 90s pop music when he’s alone.
BONUS:
Watched The Last Jedi and found this parallel!
Darth Vader vs Captain Phasma
help them
quick continuation to this
phasma doesnt get paid enough to do this job
Long Live The Supreme Leader || Teaser
Words: 844
Warnings: none
SUMMARY: You still believe that everything can be changed. For your persuasion, general Organa decides to entrust you with the most important mission. The secret is, that you have an extraordinary power that can change the fate of the galaxy.
Author: Star killer
"It's not the first time I felt this heartache."
Words seemed to be very bitter, although it was nothing but true.
Another round along the room, another sigh, another tears that fell down your cheeks.
"Listen to me, Y/N," her voice, so soft yet so firm, gave you a shudder. "He's gone. You won't save him. He's already decided."
"We still have a chance, General Organa."
Your voice was nothing more but a whisper. You felt like all your muscles were trembling. You hated this feeling, but there was nothing you could do to get rid of it.
You heard like she rose from her chair, you heard like she headed to one of the large windows.
You could feel how tough it was for her, too.
"I've never thought... That I'll lose my own son."
You turned head around above your shoulder to look at her.
And she was standing there, in the same place she had been standing when First Order's cruisers were attacking your fleet.
Her hoar hair still gathered in a bun as she was leaning forehead against the cold glass.
"General, it wasn't your..." you tried to say something consoling, but she has cut your sentence by her own one.
"It was, Y/N. I knew, from the very beginning, that he had a huge power within. He was growing without a father, without a role model."
"He still had you, General."
You walked to her from behind putting the palm over her shoulder, stroking there slowly.
"Yes. But the young boy needs a father, a person who can draw boundaries with a hard hand. The mother's heart is too soft sometimes, Y/N."
She raised her chin looking at you. She placed her wrinkled palm to your cheek.
The silence between you two was unbearable. When you were looking into her eyes, you easily could see the pain in her soul. A sense of powerlessness was filling her to the brim.
"I can change him still, General," you said strongly, being so sure of yourself. "Just give me a chance. And a cruiser. I have to get on Snoke's ship. There's still a chance."
General Organa slightly shook her head.
"I can't expose you to such a danger. You're too important to Rebellion, Y/N. You and your power."
Leia looked you in the eye without blinking, her brown eyes were wet at the moment. "You're like a daughter to me. I CAN'T lose you."
She caressed your cheek and you let your lids get closed.
"General. Please. Trust me."
With a hard beating heart, you took a step back, straightening your back.
For a while, you and Leia were measuring one another with glances without saying a word.
Then she gave a nod. A slight one, almost unnoticeable.
You swallowed, nodding also.
"Thank you, General."
Kylo Ren's ebony gaze probed his own reflection as he stood in front of the large mirror in his chamber, still accessing the scars that Rey had left on his skin.
Hard knocking on his door pulled him out of his thoughtfulness.
He didn't react at once. Without making any step, using only the power, he opened the door.
In the mirror, he saw the reflection of Captain Phasma.
"Sir, forgive me interrupting, but rebellion's cruiser is approaching. Only one."
Kylo only waved his hand, giving her a sign to leave him alone.
As she did, young Supreme Leader came straight to the window that looked out onto the open hangar. He crossed his hands behind his back sighing deeply.
He focused deeply, his eyes were closed at the point. It was when he felt it. The bond. Very strong one. Ever stronger than one he had with Rey. Slowly, he opened his eyes looking down on the hangar.
The Stormtroopers have been regrouping between cruisers, getting ready to attack the rebel's fleet.
He could taste your hesitation and fear through the bond.
He held his palms aloft.
"Who're you?" He asked in a deep voice of his.
You didn't respond. It was a very first time when you experienced the bond. You could hear his voice deep in your mind.
"An envoy," you said calmly. "I need to talk with you, Kylo."
He stayed still, no emotions on his face, but deep inside he felt a burning sensation. The bond faded away second after.
"Phasma!" Kylo yelled loudly.
She came within seconds.
"How can I serve you, Supreme Leader?" She questioned lowering her blaster.
"Let this cruiser land in our hangar. Search the envoy and bring her to the throne room. Now!"
Through the front window, you saw First Order's troops in the hangar, and among them one with golden armor.
Huge fear made the blood in your veins was like an ice as you landed.
You turned off the engine of the cruiser and unfastened seat belt.
When you got out of your ship, you saw many weapons aimed at you.
"Welcome," a female voice came out of the golden armor. "Our Supreme Leader, Kylo Ren, is awaiting you."
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Dear Captain Phasma,
Please punt me across a football field.
Sincerely,
Every lesbian ever
YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT GWEN DOESN'T HAVE ANY IDEA ABOUT HER IMPACT ON THE QUEER COMMUNITY. SHE KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT SHE IS DOING TO US
Gwen is such a kind person and I love her sm. She's so genuine and fun
I love you Gwen ❤️ 🤧