#the "well First Off Padme Isn't You" It's So On Point, Honestly

writing as therapy. writing as healing. writing as discovery. writing as self-love. writing as making sense of the dark. writing as rebirth. 

this is actually a really helpful breakdown of canon law on marriage

ROSA DE VARGAS, lady in waiting to Katherine of Aragon

↳  As portrayed by Nadia Parkes in Starz The Spanish Princess Part One

If anybody had asked Amy what the greatest trial of her life was, she would have answered at once, “My nose.“ It was not big nor red, it was only rather flat, and all the pinching in the world could not give it an aristocratic point. No one minded it but herself, and it was doing its best to grow, but Amy felt deeply the want of a Grecian nose, and drew whole sheets of handsome ones to console herself. 

Laurie + proudly loving the one thing Amy has always been self-conscious about

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“you should be at the club!” i should be in the bed. goodnight

What always strikes me like a punch to the gut, is how happy and in love Anakin looks in this picture.

We all know he loves Padme and to what extents he was willing to go to keep her (Exhibit A: Joining the dark side) but the happiness and love for Padme in his expression when she tells him they're going to be parents is another level.

It just strikes me how truly Anakin, a slave boy who had to watch his mother suffer since childhood, then leave her and see her again when she's dying, leaving with Qui-Gon, only to lose him immediately and then be treated like a misfit with the Jedi, who have told him again and again how attachments are forbidden; how he craves for a family.

His family. Which he can protect and love and cherish. Where he would belong. The happiness he felt at that moment.

That's why he was so afraid to lose something so close to his heart, why he was willing to give up his beliefs and all that he had worked for in his life. Because he wanted that family he had always missed. That's what makes his fall to the dark side even more tragic 💔.

I really dislike when people lack true manners. And I’m not talking about basic things like chewing with your mouth closed or saying thank you. I’m talking about having a genuine respect for others — gracefully making space for people on the sidewalk, choosing your words thoughtfully, and lifting others up with kind compliments. It’s about allowing others to have the first share or the best seat, and being able to take a deep breath and move on from conflicts, without needing anything in return. It’s not about neglecting yourself to serve others, but knowing there’s a beautiful balance. It warms my heart whenever I feel and see it happen.

My kink is very gross (true love).

#impossible to not fall in love

i have a splitting headache but im hyperfixated on epic the musical so we move (credits to leeisatree on pinterest for the image !!)