I Have Like Three Essays And Two Personal Statements To Write For Different College Applications, And

Charles: *kisses Erik's cheek* Erik: What was that?! Charles: Affection. Erik: Disgusting. Charles: Erik: Erik: Do it again

My beloved children

That one mutual you had like three convos with forever ago, whom you consider a dear friend and whom you would willingly die for without hesitation

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Leonid Pasternak  (Ukrainian, 1862–1945) - The Torments of Creative Work

I love lightsabers and everything they must have come to represent. There must be few things as reassuring as hearing a lightsaber ignite, in the age of the Republic before the Sith made their re-emergence. Just thinking about what Jedi use their lightsabers for. Carve out a passage, illuminate in the darkness, and defend people.

I can imagine a person, terrified, threatened, hiding, unsure of what would happen... small. I imagine this person hearing a lightsaber ignite. The relief. It's going to be okey now. Help is here.

Because few people, if not Jedi, ever use a lightsaber or have the expertise to use it. It's not an accessible weapon, and that makes it reassuring, because it is much more likely the use of it is going to be precise and deliberate. It is much more likely to be used by a person who trained for it and is going to be concious of the danger it represents. Any person can pick up a blaster- doesn't mean they know how not to hit the wrong target.

So yeah, thinking about that. Lightsabers. Tools of defense. Designed to work within the range of a single individual. Holding the heart of kyber to remind the user of the value of life. Characteristic of a culture that is known for their dicipline and desire to serve others.

I love lightsabers.

my oldest boba fett headcanon, from before i even knew what a headcanon was, is that this man, who regularly whiled away the hours on kamino as a boy reading novels and who has a job that often requires him to do nothing more than stand around looking menacing for hours on end, definitely has an e-reader app installed on his helmet

my prof told me homer actually prolly did this intentionally in order to have a bigger target audience

Prof (Of classics) just told me that we can interpret Achilles and Patroculus any way we want bc the ancient greeks couldn’t even make up their minds “It all depends on who you ask when and where”

dreamin' of all these monsters that I'll never get to fight

SING LEGENDARY FROM EPIC W/ ME! SING IN TH REBLOGS!!

It's just me, myself and I....

its girlhugging day reblog this to girlhug prev

Read a fic years ago (please help me find it so I can give credit) where physical manifestations of different DC cities showed up. That's pretty much all I remember, but this is what I think Gotham looks like.

She wears a gray hoodie over a black ball dress (concealing a near infinite number of knives) with a skirt that's torn and stained with blood and filth. The dress is low backed, and when she takes off the hoodie it reveals an abundance of whipping scars. She wears a pearl necklace and rarely speaks, though she has been known to sing, scream, and make various cooing, chirping, hissing, growling or otherwise animalistic noises.

Her hair and skin are dark, her eyes kaleidoscopes (everyone disagrees afterwards what color they were, all agree they saw into your soul), and her height changes according to the situation. She has a black eye and tear-stained cheeks, some say because she is forever mourning her children. Her feet are bare and bleeding, as though she's been walking on broken glass.

She wanders the alleys and walks the shadows, weeping, bleeding, mourning, comforting, calling. Darkness heeds her command, and she protects her children however she can. She is the adoptive mother of the strays and orphans that dwell within. She is Lady Gotham.

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