[lethcn]

I am Darth Talon… I am my master’s hand… I am your death.

[karleefornia]

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10/100 Songs That Will Change Your Life 

To Build A Home by The Cinematic Orchestra  

Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust This is a place where I don’t feel alone This is a place where I feel at home

[xnusquam]

                          YOU’RE A MILLION MILES AWAY.

                                moodboard | jacqueline naught; subject zero.

[bythecode]

                                  DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOODNIGHT.

                            justicar samara. private. selective. autoplay.

[wnq-writers]

I’m afraid to get used to the breathtaking glory of the midnight sky. I’m afraid to lose my sense of wonder to mind-numbing routines. How do I keep myself alive?

aleyyy-a  (via sxlarsurfer)

[amater-photographeur]

[sky--scapes]

☁️

[xnusquam]

cerberusofficer gets a fucking starter.

 ‘ look. ‘

she figured she’d BITE the figurative bullet, before the cerberus cheerleader took that route down literal lane. it wasn’t on PURPOSE, her deliberate and childish dislike of miranda, it just ... happened. anytime she did anything jack’s lips would curl and eyes would roll, and a battle of wits, tongues, and biotics would ensue. 

she HOPED,   in spearheading the apology, she’d at least avoid PHYSICAL damage, not to say that miri was without her emotionally crippling retorts, but a bruised ego didn’t have to be explained to the commander at meal time. 

‘ i’m ... uh. sorry or whatever.’ 

a cough, dulled nails trace a scar on the back of her neck while she makes every effort to avoid miranda’s gaze. she wasn’t exactly SKILLED at navigating the high road, and when it came time to MAN UP, she’s left fumbling with words that sound more like a swearing sailor than an apology.

[xnusquam]

 ’ Welcome to ass-kicking 101. The name’s Jack, and I’ll be your teacher for the evening. If you have any complaints, re-direct them to the Fuck Off department. Located on the far end of a short loading dock.’  

[estramor-deactivated20231029]

make it fun while it lasts.

[xnusquam]

bythecode gets a fucking starter.

1 mass relay, 2 mass relay ... 3 .... 

one eye creaks open; slowly at first, & then she’s blinking the creases from her lids and staring down the still-silent justicar. OKAY, so meditating wasn’t her strong suite, but she gets an A for effort. she must’ve sat still for what was it, five minutes before the boredom gnawed away at her patience. supposedly, it was meant to HEIGHTEN her biotic abilities, and yet ... at ... what cost?

 ‘ okay. i tried. any other pointers or am I a LOST CAUSE?’

she’s joking, or something. dismissal pops in the rolling of stiff shoulders; leather snaps and her YAWN drowns it all out. this was her attempt at assimilating with the crew, as instructed by the commander in chief, buzzkill shepard. she’d MUCH prefer arm wrestling grunt in the cargo bay, but after last time ... well, PEACEFUL past times seemed in her best interest until mom cooled off. 

[xnusquam]

datseabass gets a fucking starter.

if there’s one thing she learned, in all her years of IMPRISONMENT ( born to one, shackled to the other. ), it was how to pick a person apart in a single glance. the ebb of DARK MATTER tickled her palms, made them itch with the raising of the little hairs on her skin. 

‘ you’ve gotta whole lot of somethin’ going on.’ 

& she isn’t quick to disclose how she FELT about this observation. narrowed eyes still somehow EXPECT her to know. jack wasn’t much on trust, and this stranger stumbling in all doe-eyed didn’t leave a whole lot of room for her ‘hospitality’. 

‘ i don’t like being on earth anymore than the next felon, but DAMN,    you look like you’ve got it out for the whole quadrant.’ 

[xnusquam]

WHO WANTS A FUCKING STARTER. 

i still have to re-do a lot of shit ( about page, rules. verses. ) but HONESTLY I’m just itching to get back to writing on this blog, it has been such a LONG time.BUT also holla @ me star wars blogs i’m so stoked. i’ll fight each and every ONE OF YOU. 

[psychonom]

You care and that’s what kills you.

Skins UK (via nontrooper)

[axstheticbr]

character aesthetic: space child.

moon dust in your lungs stars in your eyes you are a child of the cosmos and ruler of the skies

[xnusquam]

THAT WOMAN IS A GOD DAMNED FIRE STORM; a hurricane in her heart, when her whole life has been a messy rain. she’s burned so bright, with what’s she’s given. & they say its the YOUNG SUNS, so hot, filled with light, && rage. && it’s when they’re old and dead that they’ve finally chased the dark away. but she won’t die ... rage.. rage... rage against the dying of your LIGHT.  ☆ ☆ ☆

[xnusquam]

WHO WANTS A FUCKING STARTER. 

i still have to re-do a lot of shit ( about page, rules. verses. ) but HONESTLY I’m just itching to get back to writing on this blog, it has been such a LONG time.BUT also holla @ me star wars blogs i’m so stoked. i’ll fight each and every ONE OF YOU. 

[xnusquam]

new year. new me. new theme.