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Officially made my English teacher cry with my work... does this mean I win?

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cadet batch :)) <3

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SPACE IRELANDS WEATHER IS AS SHIT AS EARTH IRELAND ILL TELL YOU THAT MUCH

THIS LITTLE BABY’S NAME IS BARYN

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YOU. YOU GET IT.

there's like no way this is gonna wrap up nicely btw. There's no way this is going to end the way we want it to, good or bad ending. There's too much and too little. It's either gearing up for a new show or disappointment..... I don't know, might rewrite s3 😭

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BAISBSIDBEH EEEE

don’t you ever read a piece of fanfiction so good you just

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absolutely. @lifblogs makes me absolutely bawl.

Also "On My Own With You" and "Magnetic Pull" I will NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT THEM.

don’t you ever read a piece of fanfiction so good you just

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Keep everything the same, just plant General Skywalker's face over the Senator's.

Since General Skywalker made us scrape the Senator Amidala art off our ship, I wonder what we should replace it with...

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IM SORRY 😭

ough. extra soft tonight.

The low light of the night filtered through the window. Phee pushed the door open, sighing softly as she stepped into the nearly completely dark house.

She looked around, cursing herself at the hour. She had sworn to be back earlier. She pittered through the dark home, the moon lighting her way as she slipped down the hall, kicking off her boots as she did.

The house was silent. The very air itself was thin as she stood at the end of the hall, just outside her room.

She pushed inside, and paused. She did not remember to expect him.

Him, laid strewn across her bed. Recognisable datapad buzzing intermittently beside him, even more familiar goggles pushed up as if he was only moving them to rub his eyes.

His legs dangled off the bed. It looked like he fell into the bed. The room was still, silent outside of the soft snores that rose from her lover. Who must have fallen asleep waiting for her.

Phee allowed a small smile as she walked inside, towards the bed. She scooped up the datapad, powering the beloved device down before gently connecting it to charge. She turned to the goggles, next, gently untangling them from his curls.

She placed them by the datapad, and she finally stopped by her lovely intruder. She dipped, crouching by his boots, still muddy- oh, she was getting him for that later– and gently pulled them off.

He sighed, a sort of huff as she massaged the spot where his harsh boots met skin. He shivered, delighted as she lifted him further onto the bed.

"This is a one time thing," She whispered. "You hear me, Brown Eyes?" Phee nearly laughed as a string of incoherence left him at the mere mention of his title.

He seemed to coil into her once her hands found him, his face softening as he settled closer against her. Phee laughed, letting out a needed groan of relief as she finally settled against her pillows.

Tech was on top of her, a comfortable weight she could no longer live without, head pillowed to her chest. She placed a soft kiss to his head, ruffling the curls before slipping off herself.

"Phee," Tech's soft voice murmured against her. She hummed.

"Phee?" She frowned, unwilling to rouse when she was so comfortable. She hardly notice the tone had changed.

The weight rolled off her, and left like it hadn't ever existed. She missed it dearly, the ghost of his skin against hers. She managed to force an eye open.

"Phee. Phee, wake up."

That was not Tech's voice.

She sat up, looking around until her eyes landed on Hunter. "We're nearly there," He muttered. "Just wanted to give you prep time." He looked sheepish, and turned, walking away.

Phee took a shaky breath. Right, she was not at home, she was on her ship. Tech couldn't have been with her, couldn't have spoken to her. Tech was dead.

Her boots ached uncomfortable where they pressed to her skin. She stood up, and walked towards her cockpit. She ignored the piercing eyes of Tech's twin as she moved past.

Tech was still dead when she got to the cockpit, still dead when she purposely made a mistake on the controls. There was no one to correct her. There was no one to rest atop her after this was all over.

There was no rest for the wicked.

I LIED POW POW TAKE THE ANGST

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Holy shit. I want that on my wall. You damn poet.

I just found out my dad... wrote Star Wars fanfiction.............. is this what a legacy feels like? am i upholding my family duties?

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The question is. Do I use it for good, or evil....

I just found out my dad... wrote Star Wars fanfiction.............. is this what a legacy feels like? am i upholding my family duties?

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He deserved a RAISE for that one, had me in stitches 😭

Why is no one talking about Ramparts screaming. They had me wheezing. Genuinely I haven't laughed like that all week.

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These Asks Of Ours

Talk about someone who changed your life?

Talk about something you really want to do?

What is on today's menu?

What is a language you would like to learn?

List up to ten (or more, why limit yourself?) words you like and their definitions?

Give us a few quotes?

Show us some rocks!

What is your favourite way to eat a potato? Or five or six?

How do you like to listen to music? (streaming, radio, cd, vinyl...)

Talk about something you are working on?

Share something you are proud of?

What fandom currently holds your fixation?

Talk about a scent?

A memory?

What kind of weather do you like the best?

Talk about something you love?

What is something you are scared to do, but absolutely should?

Share with us a recipe?

What are you currently watching?

Share with us a random fact or two?

What are you currently reading? Give us a quote if you like?

Favourite snack foods?

Be honest, do you too still like to colour?

List some of your favourite characters?

Talk about some OCs if you have any?

Favourite meme?

Share a joke?

Did you ever come back to the thing you wanted to do when you were little?

How do you decompress?

Name something good that happened today?

Something you are looking forward to?

Did you know we all look at the same Moon? Someone out there you love is looking at it too.

Freebie ask, make up your own question!

Is there anything you would like to ask the asker?

Anything you would like to share?

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Ohmygod.... my mother just said these words to me.

My mom: you know Benedict Cumberpatch?

Me: yeah?

My mom: You know how his fans are called the Cumerbitches?

Me: ....yes??

My mom: What would Hunter girls be called? Hunter Hoes?

I spat up blood laughing at this woman. Five minutes I spent wheezing.

Me: what about Wrecker girls?

My mom: oh... I dunno..... I'm a Wrecker girl so... what should I call myself?

Me: Wrecker Whore?

My mom: no.. you have to hear the W......

(not denying she's a whore....)

My mom: poor Echo.... [long pause]

Me: so...

My mom: Echo Escorts?

Me: did you look that up??

My mom: ....no. loser.

Everyone. Praise my mother and her bestowed knowledge. She is one of us. (Crosshair Cunts and Hemlock Hoes now exist too)

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So real.

I'm gonna split Tech like dry wood.

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there's like no way this is gonna wrap up nicely btw. There's no way this is going to end the way we want it to, good or bad ending. There's too much and too little. It's either gearing up for a new show or disappointment..... I don't know, might rewrite s3 😭

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Why is no one talking about Ramparts screaming. They had me wheezing. Genuinely I haven't laughed like that all week.

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now that this is above 1000 notes..... is it suitable to become Luke Skywalker.........?

I just found out my dad... wrote Star Wars fanfiction.............. is this what a legacy feels like? am i upholding my family duties?