7 Billion smiles, and yours is my favorite.

renovador (via slxtting)

(Source: renovador, via gogojayme)


Episode 07: Scenario to Bloodshed

(via fuckyeah-nerdery)


Moments That Define The Star Wars EU For Me
↳ Ganner’s Last Stand at the Well of the World Brain (Traitor)

"I am Ganner."  He spun his shining blad in a dazzlingly complex flourish that illuminated the arch around him, making it shine like a rainbow frame for the pure, animal grace of his body.

"This threshold," he announced through a happy grin, "is mine.  I claim it for my own.  Bring on your thousands, one at a time or all in a rush.  I don’t give a damn.”

His flourish ended with the blade slanted before his chest, and his teeth flashed in the gloom.

"None shall pass."


They come at him one at a time, an endless stream, each warrior in turn charging toward honorable single combat. Then- 

They come two at a time. By the time they begin to come in groups, they have to scramble over bodies of their dead comrades to reach him. A pile of bodies. A pile that becomes a wall, a rampart. 

Ganner Rhysode builds a fortress of the dead.

(via fuckyeah-nerdery)


Have you ever met someone 

And theyre so fucking perfect in everyway.

And maybe they arent perfect to everybody, but to you theyre just absolutely amazing.

The way they laugh and smile and talk and think and look and just everything about them and everything they do just keeps amazing you.

(Source: rosyydream, via menziekinks)

Please prove me wrong, I want to have faith in you.


More good vibes here


I was counting,
the good things about this city.
The only good thing is you are not here

(Source: dogxlover, via hammatime91)

I’m pretty sure that I actively try and make my own life miserable. Then instead of trying to make it better (you know, since I CLEARLY don’t want to actually be happy), I lament quietly to myself. I guess I’d rather have certain disappointment than uncertain happiness. I take solace in the fact that I can at least be happy for periods at a time, short though they may be. If you see this, I want you to know that I cherish every single second that I am allowed to spend with you and that you give me hope where there clearly is none. I love you in whatever way is ok for me to love you, in whatever capacity your heart has left for accepting such love. I am scared that you may see this, but horrified at the idea of never really telling you what’s going on in my head. So with such inner turmoil comes this post, a half assed and roundabout confession of feelings I am pretty sure are already known. I’m rambling now, but thanks for everything.

(This turned out way different than I expected it to when I started this, whatevs)

The thing that killed me about this setup was, okay, you put me in this bathing suit - but then I have to stop talking from here on? Strip me, and I’m silent! I am defiant with everyone else - Tarkin, Darth Vader - but this slug really shuts me up. Any defiance I had in the other movies, all gone.

I was so very happy to kill [Jabba]. It meant I could talk again. They asked me if I wanted a stunt double to kill Jabba and I said, ‘Really, really not. I really, really want to kill him myself.’

Carrie Fisher on being Slave Leia, The Making of Return of the Jedi (via tederick)

My girl