still kinda into that “Anakin Skywalker becomes a trophy husband and gets really into Naboo fashion” idea, tbh.
He resigns from the Jedi Order sometime during the clone wars all “I know we’re having a war and all and it’s reeeeeeally important but Padmé is currently wearing space Dior and my head is just not in the game, okay??” Padmé of course immediately welcomes him with open arms because look, she knows they both have duties but Anakin already told the Council to go to space Hell soooo …
There’s gonna be a wedding. She is gonna make it EPIC.
Meanwhile the Naboo tailors are like dropping his Jedi robes in the trash pit all “mister naberrie what would you like to wear?” and Anakin’s like “… cccclothes?” and they immediately realize they have been given a BLANK SLATE and are DELIGHTED. Anakin gets a crash course in how to dress like the Naboo and also discovers that he is allowed to wear things like SILK and SATIN and ACCESSORIES and is just entirely floored. Really he can wear this? You’re SURE? And there’s a place to hide a lightsaber in it?
What do you MEAN “and throwing knives”. Tell him more about the throwing knives.
China Sorrows x Skulduggery Pleasant aesthetic?
there are times when she’s selfish enough to admit to herself that she is glad that this man is the one who came back from the war
not the one who kissed her sweetly, with soft touches and warm hands, fingers brushing bare skin
this man full of quiet rage, of death, unsettles most, but not her
then again, she notices the whispers and frightened looks that follow her every move
perhaps there is a bond formed between those who have walked into hell with one’s eyes open
like always, tap for better quality
Star Wars: Galaxy of Adventures | “Princess Leia - The Rescue”
PERFECT SPACE TWINS CHARACTERIZATION
Time for random Dexter headcanons:
- He totally uses his magic instead of a microwave whenever he wants to warm up something. It´s way faster and so much cooler.
- He doesn´t like to stay in one place for too long but if he has to, then he´d always chose his apartment in Dublin. It´s home. Whenever he goes there, he leaves lots of trinkets he found during his travels. By now the apartment looks like a tourist shop. The other dead men call him a clutterer but Val thinks it´s wicked.
- There´s a framed picture of all the Dead Men together on his nightstand but whenever the others come over, he hides it because he knows that Saracen and Erskine would make fun of him.
- He's an overthinker. Sometimes everything gets just too much and it´s just too much pain. In those moments he really needs a drink - or rather one too many.
- While Saracen is the womanizer, Dexter is known to seek comfort in someone else´s bed when he´s drunk.
- All the overthinking causes insomnia. When things are really bad and he lays awake the whole night, he´ll watch documentaries on YouTube. That´s why he´s an expert on the most random and most useless subjects.
- Cats just love him. Even the really grumpy ones. He´s like a magnet for them.
- He heard about what went down between Ghastly and Tanith from Erskine but didn´t realize how much it hurt Ghastly until he talked to him at the Requiem Ball. He never forgave himself for not checking up on his friend sooner.
- Out of all the dead men he was closest to Saracen but Erskine was a close second. That´s why his betrayal hit him especially hard.
- Most of the time he prefers to listen and doesn´t talk too much unless he has to say something important. That´s why he´s the go-to person for the other dead men if they need to talk about something.
I feel called out by your post about Tanith because I have a big family and the first thing I do when I encounter my assortment of people in the ~12 age range is compliment their collection of injuries and battle scars. Also lowkey the best insight into Dexter is the little musings about his history and the small displays of restraint and mercy he demonstrates while possessed by the Remnant. Which is still out there somewhere. Just so you know. Darquesse let it go and it could be anywhere now.
Well, there's a difference between having a scraped knee from playing (or other stuff normal kids do) and having huge ass bruises, because you had to jump from a rooftop in order to escape from a vampire...
Yess, Dexter is one of my favorite characters. Compared to Tanith he wasn't as cruel while being possessed, but I think that had a lot to do with the Remnant. Still, he left Val to die when Samuel attacked and he kidnapped Alice. The only mercy he showed was not killing her.
You mean the remnant is still out somewhere? I'm not sure, but I think Darquesse killed it after ripping it out of Dex.
Okay yeah, but picture this:
Valkyrie dying of old age many centuries from now and Skulduggery continuing on, dealing with her death.
Bonus: Skul consoling her on her last moments as she lies in her deathbed.
He's such an underrated character and like the only sane person in the earlier books
does anyone else just occasionally rlly miss kenspeckle grouse tho
penny, after several shots: fuck the feds! eat the rich!
jj, glancing towards emily: i’m trying pen
Well, that's a callout...
Getting a rush of adrenaline off of solving problems. Nothing beats that “eureka” moment!
Feeling profound joy upon entering a bookstore.
Walking into walls (and closed doors).
Hitting your legs on table corners.
Tripping on stairs.
I think you get it- being slightly physically inept.
Learning a small new piece of information and having everything come together like a huge mind-puzzle. Then, feeling like an absolute genius.
Finding peace in rainstorms and hot drinks.
Being so engulfed in a good book that the passage of time becomes arbitrary.
Feeling way deeper than other people will ever know.
Having arguments with yourself.
Changing paths because you saw someone you know in public.
Having a thought, and then multiple sub-thoughts, and then branching out all thoughts from there, analysing them, and coming to a bigger conclusion based on the assessment.
Either feeling like you can solve all the mysteries of the universe, or do nothing at all.
Sighing in relief upon entering [favourite subject] class.
Putting headphones in and feeling the world slowly fade away.
On the outside, looking completely normal. On the inside, questioning the existence human race and its cosmic insignificance.
and we’re back babey
When I was in ninth grade I wanted to challenge what I saw as a very stupid dress code policy (not being allowed to wear spikes regardless of the size or sharpness of the spikes). My dad said to me, “What is your objective?”
He said it over and over. I contemplated that. I wanted to change an unfair dress code. What did I stand to gain? What did I stand to lose? If what I really wanted was to change the dress code, what would be my most effective potential approach? (He also gave me Discourses on the Fall of Rome by Titus Livius, Machiavelli’s magnum opus. Of course he’d already given me The Prince, Five Rings, and The Art of War.)
I ultimately printed out that phrase, coated it in Mod Podge, and clipped it to my bathroom mirror so I would look at it and think about it every day.
What is your objective?
Forget about how you feel. Ask yourself, what do you want to see happen? And then ask, how can you make it happen? Who needs to agree with you? Who has the power to implement this change? What are the points where you have leverage over them? If you use that leverage now, will you impair your ability to use it in the future? Getting what you want is about effectiveness. It is not about being an alpha or a sigma or whatever other bullshit the men’s right whiners are on about now. You won’t find any MRA talking points in Musashi, because they are not relevant.
I had no clear leverage on the dress code issue. My parents were not on the PTA; neither were any of my friend’s parents who liked me. The teachers did not care about this. Ultimately I just wore what I wanted, my patent leather collar from Hot Topic with large but flattened spikes, and I had guessed correctly—the teachers also did not care enough to discipline me.
I often see people on tumblr, mostly the very young, flail around in discourse. They don’t have an objective. They don’t know what they want to achieve, and they have never thought about strategizing and interpersonal effectiveness. No one can get everything they want by being an asshole. You must be able to work with other people, and that includes smiling when you hate them.
Read Machiavelli. Start with The Prince, but then move on to Discourses. Read Musashi’s Five Rings. Read The Art of War. They’re classics for a reason. They can’t cover all situations, but they can do more for how you think about strategizing than anything you’re getting in middle school and high school curricula.
Don’t vote third party unless you can tell me not only what your objective is but also why this action stands a meaningful chance of accomplishing it. Otherwise, back up and approach your strategy from a new angle. I don’t care how angry you are with Biden right now. He knows about it, and he is both trying to do something and not doing enough. I care about what will happen to millions of people if we have another Trump presidency. Look up Ross Perot, and learn from our past. Find your objective. If it is to stop the genocide in Palestine now, call your elected representatives now. They don’t care about emails; they care about phone calls, because they live in the past. I know this because I shadowed a lobbyist, because knowing how power works is critical to using it.
How do you think I have gotten two clinics to start including gender care in their planning?
Start small. Chip away. Keep working. Find your leverage; figure out how and when to effectively use it. Choose your battles, so that you can concentrate on the battle at hand instead of wasting your resources in many directions. Learn from the accumulated wisdom of people who spent their lives learning by doing, by making mistakes, by watching the mistakes of their enemies.
Don’t be a dickhead. Be smarter than I was at 14. Ask yourself: what is your objective?
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