ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ

– lightsabered LIKED for a STARTER

                DO I EVEN want to know what that is? ❞ blue optics are wide and                 gaze upwards at what, he isn’t sure of–   it’s not pretty though, ugly                and covered in spotty patches of fur that don’t cover its entire body.                a tusk protrudes from below its lip,         another as well though half                broken off.    one of its eyes is a solid white, likely blind in that eye &                its then he realizes the creature    had gone through harsh pain in its                life.

                                                ❝ i don’t see why a boy your age wouldn’t                                                 want to be curious about the world                                                 around him. ❞

                        tylia grinned as she held the creature as                         though it were an infant, followed by a                         gentle pat to the beasts head. just a baby,                         the creature had already gone through                         countless amounts of suffering from people                         who wished to have its tusks as a prize to                         hang on their walls. she’d found him terrified                         and alone, without the protection of a mother--                         much like herself. since then, she’d taken                         upon herself the repsonisbility to care for                         it, only to learn that he must’ve been the                         runt of the litter, because his size never                         increased. to this day, it was roughly a year                         old and could still amount to the weight of                         a child. 

                                                ❝ his name is marxus, and he’s a jakobeast.                                                 his species is nearly extinct. don’t be                                                 afraid... he’s very friendly. ❞ 

 The only reason he had ever enter a cantina, was for business. While he was aware of the effects of alcohol, he had never drank it. Now, why would he? It wouldn’t help with his training (quite the opposite) nor in his missions. Then again, he wasn’t on a mission anymore… Suddenly, he heard someone calling… him? Yes, a woman was definitely talking to him.  

  A drink? Starkiller looked at the glass in front of him, knowing well not to ask whether it had alcohol or not. “I-I don’t want to bother.”

                                                      ❝ the drink is already in front of                                                       you.  if  you don't  want to be a                                                       bother,   you'll  drink   it   to  be                                                                      respectful. ❞                             a   poised  smile   filled   the  features                            of her  face as  she spoke;  she didn't                            want him thinking she was being rude.                            despite  her  naturally-rough   exterior,                            tylia  actually valued first  impressions.                            appearing   to  be  kind   was   usually                            a  good  way  to  mask  being   clever.

                         ❝      I’M   THE   SAME   AS   EVER.                 TIMEPROOF, WEATHERPROOF, RUST RESISTANT.

Darshana Suresh, week 15 of 52 - “love, fear, and other catastrophes”  (via mythaelogy)

Why there are over a hundred of you here, I will never know, but thank you so much. I honestly didn’t think I’d get past ten, yet here we are! So here is my bias list. 

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Mostly, because this exists, therefore it should be in as many places as I can access it as possible.

Star Wars Battlefront trailer

Well, that confirms one good looking game. Also, interesting to see Sony is co-marketing this bad boy. I’m pretty damn sure we’re going to get a Special Edition PS4 to go along with the game. 

      ❛ it would be illogical to presume that everyone shares the same aesthetic preferences in the physical appearances of starships. Nevertheless, the Enterprise is the newest model in the Fleet; it is doubtful that there is an excessive amount of other ships with further technological advancements than those she possesses. ❜

                                                    ❝ not everything can be boiled down                                                     to   logic,  you   know.   like  love, or                                                     magic,         or       that   hairstyle.❞                           she  was  just teasing, of course,                           but just to be sure he knew, she                           followed  up  her  insult  with   a                           smile  and  a  light  punch to his                           right                                  arm.                                                     ❝ all i'm saying is i can probably                                                     make  it  go at least three times                                                     faster  than  normal.  i  could do                                                     it  in  like,  30  minutes, tops. ❞

          there’s a brief moment in which the smuggler stares at the woman a moment, before curiosity overcomes him ——— there wasn’t much about the jedi that he actually cared to know about, it was useless facts that he’d never put towards anything, nor did he want to retain them. the force was a big myth, anyway. though, han had been friends with a couple jedi in his lifetime. enough to know one thing.

                                                    ❝ -- now lets get one thing straight.                                                     i  am  not  a  jedi,  nor  have i ever                                                     been  a  jedi.  and  before you ask,                                                     i'm       not       sith         either. ❞                           tylia had managed to get worked up                           after  being  associated  with  them.                           she  brushed  a  bit of her hair back                           and  stared  at the smuggler with a                           serious                         expression.                                                     ❝ i trained myself. i'm not a jedi                                                     or     a   sith.   i'm   just   me. ❞

                           ❛ … i gotta get one of those. ❜                               he’s entranced by the LIGHT.                              -                                 like a bug.

                                                    ❝ they're not that easy to come by.                                                     -- and   can   i   just  ask...  what's                                                     with  the   suit?   there's   only  so                                                     much   spandex   can  do for your                                                     figure.                                     ❞

                 ❝ i don’t have any abilities. ❞

         he didn’t want to be a monster.                         he didn’t want to be a monster.      that  was  what  he  had been told wargs were all of his      childhood, monsters and nothing more,  and he did not      want to be that. but she could also be talking about the      sight. what jojen had and what he had,   though his was      different from jojen’s. his was stronger.  what was it that      jojen had told him he was? a greenseer.  

                                                    ❝ brandon stark, i must say-- for someone                                                     involved   in   such   an   important house,                                                     you're             a            terrible       liar. ❞                             shifting   her  arms  to  her  left,  tylia                             grabbed the hide of her bag from  her                             back  and  brought  it  forward. after a                             few seconds of digging, she produced                             a piece of bread. it  wasn't warm  due                             to  the  wind  surrounding  them being                             so  cold,  but  the  smell  of  the  loaf                             was  mouthwatering.  however,   they                             were  in  westeros...  and  if  this  boy                             was   smart,   he'd   watch   her eat a                             piece  of  it  first  before  taking some                             for  himself.  with  this  is  mind,  she                             ripped  a  piece  off  of  the  end and                             put  it  into  her  mouth, chewing in a                             quiet  fashion   before   pushing   the                             bread      out       to       the      stark.                                                         ❝ you're  smart  to  be  lying,  though.                                                         around these parts,  you may not  get                                                         a  friendly  hello  if people knew what                                                         you  could  do.  even having your last                                                         name  could  get  you  into  a  lot  of                                                         trouble.  but  you  don't  need  to be                                                         afraid  of  me.  i've  been  dreaming                                                         about meeting you in this exact spot                                                         for                                     days. ❞

     ❝     i’ll have y’ know, i used’a lightsaber once                 before ——— ‘sides, i ain’t stupid.     ❞

                           tylia  raised  an  eyebrow at the smuggler,                            openly  questioning  his   last   statement.                            there had been many times in which  han                            solo had  demonstrated acts of  stupidity.                                                       ❝ regardless,  it's  mine.  it  took a                                                       lot of work to steal it, and the  last                                                       thing  i  need  is  you  breaking   it.                                                       lightsabers aren't the easiest thing                                                       to                                    find. ❞

     ❝ i’m not brandon stark.    if you’re looking for      him, i hear he was burned beyond recognition      and   hung   on   the   walls   of   winterfell  by      theon greyjoy. ❞

                                                        ❝ if  you're  going  to  treat  me  like a                                                         fool,  then  i  will  have  no intention of                                                         sharing  my  food  with  you. and i very                                                         much want to, seeing as i've never met                                                         someone   with the same... abilities as                                                         me                                      before. ❞

                                       he’s still clutching his knife ——                                                  he hasn’t put it down in days, really,                              to the point where his fingers had locked around the handle.                                                       but he’s not currently at his strongest,                                       && she doesn’t seem to be threatening him,                                    so he decides to talk first && stab later.

                                                                      for once in his life. 

                                                                 ‘ —— i have no idea what you’re saying, you know. ’

                          a  small smile played  at the  grounders lips                           before she crossed her arms over her chest,                           looking                  but                     smug.                                                     ❝ i   know.   that's    the   best   part.                                                     -- not everyone here is evil, you know.                                                     you know.  you might as well let your                                                     hand rest. besides, you couldn't take                                                     any         of         us        anyway. ❞