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It took me too long to get this and once I did I was filled with rage.

I got this joke instantly, whore.

Reblog and share if you understood the joke and OP is a whore of babylon

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Star Wars AU/// Asharla & Chase

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Chase twirled around the hilt of his saber in his palm as he sat with a bored expression while Darth Vader droned on about his mission. Was it risky to be this apathetic when around such a man? Possibly. Chase however found it hard to care about these sort of things however. Nodding then he stood when the other had finished and finally given him the task that would further prove himself in his masters eyes. He wasn’t like Vader’s secret apprentice however, feeling more like a toy they had kept around as a distraction “ Yes, Master.” Chase muttered before turning and walking away from the older man. Who was far too old at this point for someone as young as him to bother being afraid of. Though it would be stupid if he did not take any caution around them. Chase, in his observations had found Darth Vader to be absolutely terrifying on his best days. But on the other hand, the man behind the mask was a fucking moron in general.  Exiting the room he quickly made his way toward his ship and soon was off the base and traveling across space, possibly on a death sentence of a mission, which seemed typical of the Sith.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Chase too his time traveling to nap. Some hours later, when the ship landed he awoke. Stretching, the teenager yawned “Flying across the universe needs to be a lot faster. I’ve aged about twenty years in this flight alone…” The teen muttered before rising to his feet and grabbing his gear once more. Then he exited the ship and made his way across the landing pad, toward one of the futuristic, yet surprisingly horrendously ugly buildings before him. Entering a cantina he made his way toward the bar, quickly trying to order a drink and something to snack on while he waited for his next checkpoint in the quest to arrive.  A few minutes later he had his snack, and his drink and was making his way toward a table where the next quest giver had come to sit. Sliding into the booth he placed the drink and snack down, taking a cheese covered corn chip out of the little plastic basket, Chase took a bite and hummed at the delicious taste “Synthesized nachos, yummy.” Blinking then he leaned back and let the man in front of him chatter on “ Got it-got it-got it-got it- Okay thaaanks.” Chase muttered before waving them off and finishing with his snack and drink.

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Asharla was getting sick and tired of waiting for news from the Rebellion. When they had asked her to be their eyes and ears in the middle of an ugly, crime infested planet … well … let’s just say she was regretting her decision. Everyday was the same routine: wake up, meditate, eat, workout and train, analyze the shipping logs of all of the planets major ports that she had hacked into, go to the cantina and pretend to drink while actually just listening in from afar for any new intel, then journal any new intel she learned from the civilians, eat dinner somewhere in between, sleep, wake up. The waiting is what killed her inside. The lack of action being taken. The lack of communication. The lack of guidance from her master. All of these things and more were making her stir crazy. She felt a pull, or a void. She wasn’t sure what it was, but she knew the loneliness was trying to pull her away from the values that she held so dear, away from Ahsoka’s teachings, away from the balance. The second that the Rebellion had a plan of attack, Ash would be off of this dump as fast as her ship could go.

Just like every other night, Ash slipped into her hooded cloak and made her way across the town to the cantina that was the hub of this disgusting black market underground. A shiver trailed up her spine as she felt a shift in the force. This wasn’t uncommon being that she was walking into a bar full of murderers, spice runners, arms dealers, pirates and other beings with no care for right and wrong, but this felt different. This felt more … drastic. She entered calmly like she had nearly every night for the past couple months, her lightsaber hidden expertly at her hip as she went up to the bar and ordered a drink from the bartender, a Rodian who seemed to be the only person within 1000 square miles with any sense of compassion. She took the drink in her hand and kept her head down at the bar, not making small talk, just relaxing as she kept an attentive look on her face whilst letting her mind wander to the different conversations happening around the room.

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gold dust jedi prompt list ✨

a/n: hi, I’m new to writing here but I really want to get into doing requests. so pick a prompt (or a few) if you want or just send in your own star wars related request, I’m open to writing about anyone and anything so just let me know!

prompts:
  1. “I’ll show you the dark side.”
  2. “I told you to stay on the ship.”
  3. “You get back here, that’s an order!”
  4. “Have you been drinking?”
  5. “Where have you been? You were with him/her again, weren’t you?”
  6. “You trust me?”
  7. “Why are you helping me?”
  8. “I’ve waited so long for this.”
  9. “Shouldn’t you be sleeping?”
  10. “We could get in serious trouble for this.”
  11. “I’m never going to leave you again.”
  12. “Finally... after all this time.”
  13. “Are you crying?”
  14. “Was that supposed to hurt?”
  15. “I could never love someone like you.”
  16. “You won’t.” “Watch me.”
  17. “I don’t believe you.”
  18. “I don’t have to explain myself to you.”
  19. “You have to be quiet.”
  20. “Why do you always do this?”
  21. “You need to leave.”
  22. “We need to talk about last night.”
  23. “Let’s not make a scene.” “No, let’s.”
  24. “How much of that did you just hear?”
  25. “People are staring.”
  26. “Don’t look at me like that.”
  27. “What did you just say to me?”
  28. “I’ve heard enough.”
  29. “Who was that? Who were you just talking to?”
  30. “Is this a game to you?”
  31. “I’m sorry, you’re just making it really hard for me to focus.”
  32. “I don’t know who you are anymore.”
  33. “Do you have to be so loud?”
  34. “Have we met before?”
  35. “Let me help you.”
  36. “Who did this to you?”
  37. “You’re hard to resist.”
  38. “You’re cold. Take my jacket.”
  39. “Don’t be afraid.”
  40. “The code forbids it.”
  41. “Get out of here while you still can.”
  42. “Were you ever going to tell me?”
  43. “Am I interrupting something?”
  44. “You don’t scare me.”
  45. “No, you listen to me.”
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I’m seriously considering just deleting this blog after last night. The fact that people decided to send me messages telling me to kill myself and offering suggestions on how I do it, well it has me shaken a little. I’ve always viewed tumblr as my safe space where I can come scream into the void without this fear of being attacked. As a place where I can be creative and interact with other people that enjoy some of the same things as me. It’s where I met my best friend and it’s where I’ve met and interacted with so many talented writers. But I honestly don’t know what to do anymore. I’m torn between being angry that people felt it was okay to do this and extremely hurt at the same time. Is this what tumblr has turned into? A place where people think it’s okay to hide behind the anonymous button to send hateful and mean messages to someone who’s struggling already. I just don’t get it.

I still haven’t decided what I’m gonna do. But if anyone cares, for now I’m gonna just delete everything that isn’t my writing.

And in case anyone was wondering why.

Don't give these haters what they want. You're so much stronger than that. Don't give them the satisfaction of making you run away. These are just assholes that have nothing else better to do than hurt people. They're the losers. Not you.

When people don’t like something about themselves, some turn their hate on to someone else. It isn’t healthy. Have faith in the fact that we all think you’re a beautiful human being. Much love!!!

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Anonymous asked:

What's the difference between Bucky Barnes, James Buchanan Barnes, The Winter Soldier,and Bucky? They're literally the same person. Why do you have different tags for them?

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THIS is Bucky Barnes: tough exterior, still getting used to the world, beautiful man on the inside, highly confused, boyfriend material, still trying to figure himself out, smiley around Steve 

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THIS is James Buchanan Barnes: soft, likes science expos, Stark’s flying car was “eh” to him. The thing didn’t even stay off the ground, pre-war. Husband material, may or may not fall off a train. It really depends on when you turn the movie off, calls women “doll”, 

THIS  is The Winter Soldier: HYDRA’s play thing, murder bae, scary af, “Who the hell is Bucky?”, not dating material cause he’s and assassin, and also cause he’d forget the important dates. Probably hates old ladies. Probably going commando under those pants. Aka Bucknasty

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THIS is Bucky: V handsome, Saved Sam from Spider-Man, war veteran, 100 years old, “What the hell hell is that?” , scared, straight outta cyro, has a ski jacket he obviously ripped the arm off of, also boyfriend material but he might forget some things, PTSD, needs everyone to be patient with him, will most likely let you play with his hair, #too old for this shit

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hurt sentence starters blood, broken bone mention.
  • “you’re going to have a bruise.”
  • “it won’t heal if you keep picking at it.”
  • “you were out for a few days. how are you feeling?”
  • “absolutely not. you’ll pop your stitches.” 
  • “take it easy. you’re in rough shape.”
  • “those pain meds knocked you out.”
  • “where’d you get that bloody nose?”
  • “make a fist for me.” 
  • “where does it hurt?” 
  • “ow, ow, ow.”
  • “that’s going to need stitches.”
  • “shit, that hurts.”
  • “is it broken?”
  • “keep ice on it.”
  • “ouch!” 
  • “i can’t even look. is it bad? wait, don’t tell me.” 
  • “you shouldn’t be walking around right now.”
  • “how am i supposed to sleep with all these bandages?”
  • “stay in bed and let me look after you.” 
  • “there, you’re all patched up.” 
  • “let me help you to your room.”
  • “how many fingers am i holding up?”
  • “take your time. slow, slow. you’re doing great.”
  • “you could have a concussion. ”
  • “i’m okay. you can stop hovering.”
  • “you’re lucky. you could have gotten seriously hurt.”
  • “how exactly did you manage to give yourself a black eye?” 
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