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obi-wan: this is just a reminder that all psychiatric and therapy services are completely covered by our health insurance plan

anakin: why do you always look at me when you say that.

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Julie and the Phantoms - 1x09 “Stand Tall” 

Bonus: 

tag yourself, I’m Reggie ♡  

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it’s their thing

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what do we think alex has in his fanny pack because i refuse to be believe it’s just empty

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revenge of the sith + text posts (11/?)

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i think villains in general provide better, more epic romances because they're allowed to go to extremes. they're allowed to put their love over the greater good. they're allowed to be selfish. the best a hero can offer you is number two, because their duty comes first. villains, though. villains will burn down the world for a last kiss goodbye.

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ADAM DRIVER on BEN SOLO in STAR WARS: THE RISE OF SKYWALKER

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How would Star Wars boys react to:

“I gotta go my own way”

Finn: but what about us?

Anakin: what about everything we’ve been through?

Luke: but what about trust??

Kylo: you know I never wanted to hurt you

Hux: BUT WHAT ABOUT ME.

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the last jedi + elements [insp.] 

+ bonus: 

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This song always makes me cry, now I’m sobbing.

ReyloWeek2020: Day One➵ Favourite Lyric

Though nothing will keep us together

We can beat them, for ever and ever

Heroes (Cover) | Peter Gabriel

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Little Big Rant

You guys know I use my writing as a way to make me happy, to escape the world basically. 

Well, my creative writing prof thinks I’m too optimistic while writing and will not give me anything higher than a C for my work until I come away from “the trite clichés of a Hallmark card or Instagram poem”.

He asks “who really thinks the beginning of a new day is “serene”? today? during a pandemic with America on fire?” while I was responding to a book that was written years ago??

He says “You would have to be blind to the language and the imagines in (author)’s work to think out takeaway is a tagline to a banal instagram ad for a grocery store”.

Creative writing is subjective. The audience/ reader’s perception of writing is subjective, especially since we all view it in different moments in time, with different eyes that have seen different horrors. My professor want to grade me badly, because I chose to see the beauty in the writing. Stating that the writing gives us “hope for a better future”, or that it “makes each reader remember their own past and that is how it is so impactful”.

My professor, is marking me sourly because he believes I am too optimistic in a time when the world is going to shit. 

(side note) he does not give ANYONE, in the class an A. EVER. So I am to take my C as a B (technically), but my future grad school will only see my C as a C.)

What am I going to school for?

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Safe Spaces

Hey guys,

I know I’m a small blog but I wanted to address what’s going on in this mess that we call a world.

I am horrified at the events that have been happening, but even more proud of the protesters who have gone out and made their voices heard. I have been monitoring and keeping an eye on what has been going on in the states. I don’t particularly post anything because I feel that I don’t have much to say aside from the fact of being proud of those who are able to go out and protest for what is right.

I also wanted to give a shoutout to my home city Vancouver, Canada. They had their protest yesterday and it went amazingly. Completely peaceful. I admire that highly; I also urge everyone to make sure to self isolate and get tested! Do not forget that we are in the middle of a pandemic, but in no way should that stop from your voices being heard.

Personally, I’m privileged enough that within my family, they’re open to talking about world events and situations. Thus, I overwhelmingly talk with them about my personal opinions, and find out theirs. 

This is why, here I will not be posting much about the current events. I do take a great interest in what is happening, and want to support the protestors. At the same time, this blog was made for me to be able to get away from everything in my life, both personal, and world events.

I believe that it is important that as decent human beings we do not ignore the problems within our world, although, we do have to keep up with our mental health and make sure to have some positivity in our lives. Thus, I will continue posting fandom related content.

This being said, my blog is 100% open for anyone to come rant, talk, or even ask questions (even anons are welcome!). Please do not hesitate to reach out and talk. If you’re not comfortable with talking here, make sure you find people who you do feel comfortable to talk to! Whether that be another tumblr, your family, your friends, your discord, anything and anyone who you’re comfortable with!

Our world is going to shit, that doesn’t mean our mental health has to as well.

Stay Safe, Lovelies

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this is the way

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Tissaia: And what do we say when we feel

like this?

Yennefer: My illness is chronic but my tits are iconic.

Tissaia: nO-

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In Charge (Kylo Ren Imagine)

Alright guys, so this is very much a self indulgent piece. I’m not sure if I’m going to write another piece pertaining to this imagine, we’ll see how I feel about it. It’s definetly not done but I’ve had it in my drafts for a few days now and figured I would just post it. Enjoy! (Please be ready for all the grammar and spelling errors)

Words: 1.8k+

Warning: Teasing/ Making fun of (Lightly).

Masterlist

Imagine: You’re the new Supreme Leader and Kylo is meeting you for the first time.

You were pacing in your larger than life throne room. Only days ago you were the right hand to Supreme Leader Snoke. He had taught you everything he knew, shaped you as if from clay into his preferred image. His ship had taken a severe and catastrophic hit, killing the leader near instantaneously. He had always made his wishes clear for you to take over after him. So, here you were.

Although, you had heard that you apparently had stolen the position right out from someone else. One Kylo Ren, if you remembered correctly. Snoke had only taken you under his wing a breezy few years ago, but you were a quick study - thus moving you to such a high ranking position. 

You had heard rumours and only half assed stories about the legendary Ren, yet you never had the pleasure - until now.

You ordered someone to fetch him for you. You knew that Ren was the one Snoke had sent out on all the missions, although recently, it hadn’t seemed to be going well for him. You wanted to know full details about how the attack against the Resistance was going. You also wanted to get a feel for Ren, you were very much an intuitive person. The first meeting meant a lot to you, it then made you even more nervous for everyone else’s first impressions of you.

Your long cape followed behind you, Snoke had the design made for you. He had shaped every single aspect of you until his dying breath. You figured you would wear it for a few weeks and soon shed it, but for now, the golden cape followed you. It was very much a symbolic and physical reminder of Snoke’s hold on you, it looked exactly like the clothes he wore.

One of Snoke’s guards came into the room - your guards now. “Kylo Ren is awaiting for entry, Supreme Leader.”

You simply gave a nod and turned toward your throne, making your way back upon it. You could hear the guard’s steps quiet as he left. Moments later you heard the door swish open, a masked figure standing in the bright elevator.

You raised a brow for a moment but then looked away, pretending not to care, looking bored. You were in fact more then intrigued, but the legendary Ren would not intimidate you here. You were the Supreme Leader now, and you were about to show just how powerful you were. 

The masked figure made his steps meaningful and brisk, obviously wanting to get this over with. From your peripheral vision you saw his approach, his gaze set in your direction the entire time.

You tried to steady your racing heart. This was one of your first interactions as the new Supreme Leader, if you screwed up now, you were doomed to be overthrown by this overgrown child playing dress up. You did find it utterly ridiculous in the brief moments when you didn’t find it terrifying. Not knowing who you’re dealing with, not truly knowing a face... It meant it could be anyone. You needed your intuition to kick in. You needed to see this man for who he was, who he could be. Was he a threat or a potential ally.

Reaching a mere few metres away from the throne, Ren stopped and kneeled. It took you aback for a moment, you had no idea he showed such respect for positions of power. You were so incredibly used to your position being questioned for seemingly appearing out of thin air. You had no idea he would kneel... You took a breath. This either meant he was very smart, or very scared. With an outfit such as his, you doubted he was scared of anything in the entire universe. 

“Kylo Ren, I presume.” You began, a soft and luring voice, “I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure.” You rose from your seat. It felt right to stand, you didn’t want to be the type of ruler to constantly sit back. You wanted everyone to know how mobile you were, how different from Snoke you would truly be. You held your hands together in front of you, shoulders back, standing tall but not too proud. You didn’t need to show off, you were already in the position of power.

“I ask for your forgiveness, Supreme Leader...”

You rose your brow, froze in place and scoffed. The bastard hadn’t even bothered to learn your name before he walked in. He was neither smart or scared, he was simply stupid. You laughed. “Y/N, love. My name is Y/N.” You walked down from your throne and began circling Kylo Ren, taking him in like prey.

“Are you scared to show yourself, boy?” You teased, gently touching his shoulder with the tips of your fingers. You figured that with his size and demeanour, the two of you were roughly the same age, that didn’t mean you were gonna treat him as such if he acted like a child - not bothering to learn your name, you couldn’t believe it. It was all an act, he had no respect.

“No.” He softly stated, his voice obviously masked through his helmet.

“Then take that foolish mask off.” You made your way to stand in front of the man. “If you will speak to me, then you will stand, look me in the eye, and speak. I want to know who has been dealing with my soldiers with this amount of idiocy.”, you spat.

The man raised himself, as he did, he pulled his helmet off, holding it in one hand to his side. You saw his dark locks bounce freely, his soft skin come into the light, inch by inch. You took him in. He was beautiful. “Hmmph” was the only sound you made as you saw him. “Better.” You smiled almost softly now. There was something about this man... You couldn’t place the feeling.

He looked onto you with sad eyes. “Come now, tell me what the plan is,” You pushed, his eyes were too sad, full of self doubt, no wonder Snoke had chosen you over him.

You sat on the steps to the throne, making yourself more comfortable. You felt you had asserted more than enough dominance for one day.

He cleared his throat. “The Resistance. They’re running low on fuel. We’ve managed to get our hands on new tracking technology.” He stated, at first softly but then, gradually, it turned proud. 

You couldn’t help the soft smile on his face. Position of power looked good on him, he really needed to have more faith in himself. You nodded, watching him. “Very well, so it’s only a matter of time. Alright, I want you to scramble all of their transmissions. I don’t want any surprises. We’ve got them cornered. Let’s keep it that way.”

Kylo nodded swiftly.

You noticed the prominent scar across his face, deciding not to question him about it, you rose, examining him under a suspectful eye. “Please tell me why I shouldn’t just replace you, Kylo Ren.” You slurred his name on purpose, mocking him.

His brow rose, his eyes meeting yours, “You can’t replace me.” He stated proudly but also disgusted at the idea.”I am Kylo Ren!” He took a step further and your guards became alive, stepping up with their weapons.

You lifted a hand to stop them.

“And?” You smirked, acting as if it meant nothing.

He moved closer to you now, towering over you, “I have raw, untamed power.” He whispered to you, almost teasingly, into your ear.

You looked up to him, “Kylo...” You whispered, meeting his eyes.

“Yes?” He came closer, whispering all the same. You could see, he thought he got you, could intimidate you.

“Stop quoting Snoke to me.” You stated abruptly, “Quite frankly, it’s a turn off and I’ve heard everything he has ever had to say.” You smirked and walked past Ren.

“I know you are a Jedi.” You turned back to face him from several feet away.

“Theres plenty of Jedi in the galaxy! What can you give The First Order?” You stalked back towards him, “What can you, give me?” You whispered teasingly.

His expression was a storm of several different emotions, and you loved it. You enjoyed keeping him on his toes.

“What do you want?” He watched you move about the large room.

You felt his eyes on you at all times, they would not leave. “I want this war to be over. I want the Resistance to be gone. This fight has been going on for far too long, its about time it ends. Can you make that happen?”

“Yes.”

“Then do it.” You sat back on your throne, “Do not disappoint me, Kylo, or there will be consequences.” Your eyes locked on his as he simply nodded then made his way out of the room.

Once the door closed behind him, you immediately let yourself slouch, relaxing - letting out a breath. You thought it would never end. “Leave me” You uttered to the guards, “Now!” You stated harshly. 

Soon you were alone. You stood, shedding the cape to remind you of Snoke and you walked about freely. Biting your lip, you sneaked out through a side exit that was unknown to most everyone aboard. Once the door closed behind you, you pulled out a small flashlight and began walking through the small corridor. You felt safest here. You were not quite sure why Snoke showed you this corridor, at first you thought it was for safety but with the amount of protection aboard the ship, you knew no one could ever get through. Your questions of why this corridor was revealed to you never stopped you from entering it.

There was an opening in the corridor, a room - still small, but just enough to stretch out and sit, you kept your most precious items here. Sitting in the corner you reached over to a shirt on the ground, it was the one you wore the day you were brought aboard the Supremacy. Snoke had seen your arrest as he was making his way to the throne room. He got you released and took you under his wing. He never told you why.

The nice thing about this room was that it stretched next to the intersection of a few main hallways, you got to hear chatter you usually wouldn’t. This was the only way you got to feel that you weren’t alone. You would hear gossip, people’s opinions about Snoke, the Resistance - anything that was the topic of discussion at the time. It was amazing what people would say when they thought they weren’t being listened to.

Your eyes began feeling heavy, before you knew it, you were dreaming.

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Aww, I feel so thankful to be tagged @superwarsofthrones ! Thank you!

Name: Rosie

Gender: Female

Star Sign: Libra

Height: 5’5 and a half (the half is important damn it)

Sexuality: Bisexual

Favourite Book: omg there’s so many to be honest, but one that has always stuck with me has been Between the Lines. It’s just a really wholesome book that I wish would happen to me tbh?

Current Time: 4:57 PM

Average Amount of Sleep: Depends if it’s Winter or Summer (some weird reason I get more sleep during the summer but wake up super early, and in the winter I barely get any sleep and I sleep in a lot).

Dogs or Cats: Dogs, I like cats, but I’ve always had dogs in my life and I love how energetic they are.

# of Blankets You Sleep With: 2-3

Dream Job: Writer/ Screenwriter

Favourite Animal: Wolf

Blog Established: kinda around 2014? But it was a personal blog then, only around a month ago did I change it to my imagine blog

# of Followers: I believe it’s around 103-105

Reason for URL: I honestly love coming up with little short stories and I love so many different fandoms and possibilities there are.

Something I’m Greatful For: My (online) family and my boyfriend, they’re the most supportive people in the world and I couldn’t get through anything without them.

I tag: @everydaymj @haydenwilliams @kylo-is-sad

Tag Game

I was tagged by both @fwtcanimelover and @fiveshotsofjager thus the individual post and not a reblog and thanks for tagging me!!!

Instructions: Answer the questions and tag 10 followers you’d like to get to know better.

Name: Kali

Gender: Female

Star Sign: Taurus

Height: 5′2″

Sexuality: Lesbian

Favorite Book: ROTS Novelization (but Frankenstein is a close second)

Current Time: 11:41 AM

Average amount of sleep: uhhhhh 6 hours? sometimes less sometimes more. I’m not too sure.

Dogs or Cats: Cats.

# of Blankets You Sleep With: 2

Dream Job: Unknown

Favorite Animal: Sloth

Blog Established: April, 2020

# of Followers: 61 which is crazy

Reason for URL; uhhhh that quote just hits hard y’know? And I love Obi-Wan so…uh…yeah

Something I’m Grateful For: Oh buddy. My family.

I tag: @ginger-sass-master @teddybearsandlightningstorms @that-thing-in-the-closet @kylosskywalkers @lightasthesun @kyber-erso @jate-kara @cinna-wanroll @daphne-dreamcatcher @highqualitymercy

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My characters when I try to write a transition scene: