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#Ignite the Stars
the-far-bright-center · 4 months
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'Ill-Starred Love / The Good in Him' by Zoltan Simon (from Star Wars Celebration: Chicago Art)
“Star Wars has so many strong motifs and archetypes, I always find inspiration in them. The idea of this image came into my mind when I was standing in a beautiful garden at Lake Como last September, at the shooting location of the wedding scene from Attack of the Clones. The picture catches the dark and inevitable future in a beautiful and happy moment: Darth Vader’s mask building up like a cracked glass coffin around Padmé’s face. From the opposite point of view, if we try to see through Vader’s mask, we can see the love and the good in him — the good that never left him.” 
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cracklewink · 24 days
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My Mane 6 Redesigns all together! I was going to post them separately but ended up finishing them all before I got around to it lol
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bookcoversonly · 2 years
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Title: Ignite the Stars | Author: Maura Milan | Publisher: Albert Whitman & Company (2018)
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hillarydiangelo · 1 year
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Nay - Hektor - you who to me are father, mother, brother, and dear husband - have mercy upon me; stay here upon this wall; make not your child fatherless, and your wife a widow (Il. 6.429-32)
I couldn't stop thinking about this post by @intermundia, so I did something. I'm sorry [not really sorry].
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mvfm-25 · 3 months
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" Deadly Premonition retrospective! "
Game Developer Magazine (GDM) - August, 2010.
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nonbinarycollector · 2 months
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"why suddenly homestuck" KNOW your ROOTS. utdr will ALWAYS stem from homestuck. anyway when i first read hs 33489 years ago i always liked jade and davejade and i am always going to and this will never change
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intermundia · 18 days
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nothing rubs in the fact that lightsabers have a perfect aesthetic design and are one of the most fuckable weapons ever put on film like imagining an alternate reality where the movies used EU-comic-style protosabers, which require plug-in power packs secured to the belt by a cable like some kind of ungodly batman ass grappling hook thingamajig. im so grateful that lightsabers are a standalone hilt with a crystal inside lmao there's such a tremendous difference between just some goddamn contraption and excalibur
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homoqueerjewhobbit · 9 months
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Somebody I saw Barbie with last night described it as Everything Everywhere All At Once meets Barb and Star Go To Vista Del Mar, which is extremely apt.
If you're one of one of the millions of people who loved the first two but never heard of Barb and Star, it's because its theatrical run was canceled by covid and instead it was unceremoniously dumped on Hulu with 0 promotion. Please go watch it. I beg you.
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I don't even know how to describe it. A surreal and campy celebration of middle-aged women? A girly riff on Austin Powers? Jamie Dornan's career best performance? My new favorite comfort movie?
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lunaetis · 5 months
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▸▸ [ @tempestforged || christmas date ]
​─「エデン」─  " a christmas date ? " there was a hint of surprise in her voice and expression as she quirked a brow at him, leaning her back against the railing and tilting her head a little. CHRISTMAS was something he had told her more than once or twice. a festival, he said. once a year upon his favorite planet to visit. he intrigued her with the concept of celebration and joyful atmosphere from the first time he mentioned it. it just so happened that they were always something coming up whenever they were going to head there.
                though, the word christmas wasn't the only thing that caught her attention. it was also the one after that.
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                " i think you get the order a little mixed up here. " she pointed out, though the fact that a fond smile was presented on her expression the whole time spoke enough that this was less a complaint and more of an observation, if you would. " while i'm no expert on the matter, i believe most people would ask their partner out on a date before proposing. "
                she quirked a brow, giving him a knowing look that almost spelled ' well ? ' the TRAILBLAZER was holding back a laugh. an affectionate one, of course, but a laugh nonetheless. the humming from the console was unmistakable. the old girl was agreeing with her. it was important to note, however, that eden wasn't saying no. if anything, she was trying to contain her excitement about the whole thing. can't give that away so easily now ! at least not without a bit of a tease.
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emonydeborah · 8 months
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Why I love Spock's song
I'm sure someone has made all these points already but I love Spock's song so much so I will make them again
Christine worked on him for two seasons about expressing his feelings, and he ventured out into human experiences and feelings with her guidance. He learned to express himself from her example and at her encouragement. She gave him a blueprint/framework to work off of.
Courtesy of The Naked Time, we know that Spock tries to process/handle his feelings with math. Math is always true and always reliable and obviously it's a very important part of Spock's life as a science officer.
"I'm Ready" and "I'm the X" have the same melody. It's a different tempo and mood, but they have the same framework.
BUT the actual content of "I'm the X" is a math pun (wanted to be kind and call it a metaphor but. it's a pun) and it is how he comprehends what he's going through.
Man is processing his feelings as best he can IN THE CONTEXT OF WHAT CHRISTINE TAUGHT HIM.
At least that's how I interpreted it and I hope I'm right. It had to have been at least partially on purpose and kudos to whichever screen/songwriter came up with it. I love it so much.
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kaze-writes · 23 days
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When Stars Ignite - Update
It's been almost a year after @alyslaskeywriter and I sat on my sofa with our basil sangria and jokingly said "What if we reopened that Rockstar project...?"
Historically, I should have known that our "What if..."s usually end up in time and energy-consuming endeavours. Also, there's no way in hell I pass one of them so now - not quite a year - I am happy to report that...
Draft 1 of the When Stars Ignite-Rewrite is finished!!
There's still tons of changes to be made, and things to adapt, and tweaked, and cut (esp that lol) but I'm so happy I could cry right now.
It's too early in the day to get myself a cherry margarita (Jaz would disagree) but... here's to the rockstars.
Rock 'n' roll. Deal with it.
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also tagging @kc-the-writer and @lyatudor bc duh. You guys are the greatest cheerleaders ever.
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the-far-bright-center · 11 months
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40 years ago today...
.…Luke Skywalker called his father back to the Light, and Anakin Skywalker saved his son and returned to his True Self.
Forty years ago today, LOVE and FAMILY saved the galaxy far, far away!
Happy 40th Anniversary to Return of the Jedi, the real ending of the Skywalker saga!
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jasontoddssuper · 5 months
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Sparks!Summer:Were you the one who accidentally freed the mutant fox from the zoo?!
Robin!Jason:I don't awnser questions like this without my lawyer
Kid Devil!Eddie:I'm his lawyer.Yeah he totally did
Robin!Jason:WHY DID I EVEN HIRE YOU.NOT ONLY HAVE YOU NEVER BEEN TO LAW SCHOOL BUT I HAD TO TEACH YOU TO SPELL IT CORRECTLY
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ignite-stars · 10 months
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YOU’RE LOSING ME — CASSIAN / ERIS VANSERRA
summary: nesta archeron knew cassian belonged wholly to another.
notes: do i base all of my works off of taylor swift songs? yes. who cares, play the track!!!!! this is a small blurb just to get back into the swing of things, longer writings coming soon!!!!!
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From the very beginning, Cassian had never looked at her. Nesta Archeron could sneer down her nose, send the male sharp glares, spit venom his way. The only way she’d know how to show interest her entire life, not pretty words and lingering touches, but ugly truths and cutting insults.
She hated the way it bothered her. The way he could dismiss her so easily.
She hated the way her heart jumped when his hazel eyes snagged in her direction in a rare moment of conversation.
She hated the way that gaining Cassian’s attention had never been difficult for you, rather effortless, in fact.
From the moment Feyre had brought home the people she’d found solace in amidst the immortal lands, Nesta noted the soft tension that lingered between you and the red-siphoned male. The way he relaxed around you, shoulders slackening and wings slumping.
It was an odd sight, the most powerful Illyrian War General in all of Prythian becoming all but a puppy in your presence— even though he towered over you and his bicep was easily the size of your head. And you, a seemingly harmless female with a gorgeous smile and doe eyes, growing protective and wickedly cruel at anyone who all but looked at your male the wrong way.
And yet, Nesta had found that no one but herself batted an eye at the odd pairing.
Feyre’s eyes crinkled with delight when she’d catch a glimpse of Cassian chasing you down the halls of the Townhouse, all but tackling you for affection.
Azriel’s lips quirked when you entered the dining room, sparring his brother throughout the halls of the house despite Rhysand’s rules against it.
Morrigan cooed when Cassian would cocoon you in a wing as you sat side-by-side.
Even Amren raised an amused brow when she’d find you perched on Cassian’s shoulders during Solstice season, hanging decorations around the House of Wind.
Dear Elain sighed dreamily when Cassian would encase your face in his large hands and draw you in for a deep kiss.
Nesta wanted to hate you. Wanted to pick you apart as to why the Illyrian male she longed for should not love you.
But she couldn’t.
You had been a friend to both her and Elain after they’d been reborn. The only one who understood that their death’s were not fairytales and legends to be told for generations to come. You had been the only one who fought for her when the rest of the Inner Circle had pushed for Nesta to tell the story of her death to the other six High Lords of Prythian.
She respected you so deeply that she began to view you as not a foe, but a friend.
Hurt had cleaved it’s way into her heart the moment she’d found out what mates were, that undeniable bond she’d felt snap into place with Cassian long after she’d been turned Fae. The bond she tried to ignore for so long— to claw out of her very soul with every baited breath.
She had been meant for Cassian, and he had been meant for her.
And he knew it, the moment she’d tumbled out of the Cauldron, and he suspected it for longer.
But he hadn’t cared. Because for him, it had only ever been you, only ever would be you.
You belonged to another, too.
Nesta was not folly to the soft glances and pleading stares the Heir of the Autumn Court throne sent you each time the two of you had been holed up in the same room. The way Eris had studied your reaction carefully while he’d offered Nesta his hand in marriage.
But you hadn’t cared. Because for you, it had only ever been Cassian, would only ever be Cassian.
Tonight, Nesta tipped back her head, finishing off her third glass of rather expensive red wine while she avoided the dance floor of the Night Court ballroom at all costs.
You were so beautiful. The dress the Night Court’s seamstresses had crafted for you was so hauntingly gorgeous: a maroon dress so deep that it was nearly black, long skirts that looked around your ankles, diamonds encrusted on the fabric to create the illusion that starlight had exploded on the tail end— that you were that fallen star, the one that had landed right into the General’s hands. Nuala and Cerridwen had twisted up the top half of your hair into horns, letting the rest curl around your shoulders naturally.
And you had Cassian gazing at you as though you’d hung every star and the very radiant moon in the night sky, lighting the endless void of his essence.
You wrapped your arms around the General’s neck as he lifted you off your feet to twirl, dipping your full mouth gently to his ear and whispering something endearing, meant only for him. In response, your male tipped his head back and roared in seductive laughter, his shoulder-length hair ruffling at the movement.
Nesta hadn’t realized the small cracks craving up the sides of her wine glass from the tight grip she held on it. But the voice blooming at her side stole away any thought she gave her jealousy, “You’re gawking.”
As though Nesta’s thoughts had conjured the devil, Eris Vanserra had appeared at her side, his eyebrows drawn tight together as though it took every inch of his being to not attack the Night Court make who twirled his mate around the ballroom.
When Nesta did not indulge in Eris’s presence, he clasped his hands together and spoke lowly. “I once thought the idea of a mating bond was ridiculous, and beneath me.” The red-haired male began, “after my history with Morrigan, I had a hard time seeing why love would be worth the trouble. No man in my life that had been in love ever truly looked happy.“ He settled against the back of his seat, looking deep in thought for a long moment. “She tried to kill me, the first time I ever saw her.” Nesta bit back a smile, and the words that were on the tip of her tongue. Sounds about right. “She was so wholly devoted to Morrigan and the Night Court— to the bastard. She had hated me before I even knew she existed, she had loved him before I even knew she existed.” The silent confession hung heavy in the air.
“She’s your mate,” Nesta breathed, her icy gaze blew wide. The faintest nod from Eris confirmed the senseless admission. “And— and is it?”
Eris quirked a brow at the eldest Archeron sister, and she swallowed deeply, slowly prowling a softened eye around the room at all the pairs of people in love. “You claimed to have a hard time seeing why love was worth the trouble. . . but I assume you know now.”
Eris smiled, not malicious or inviting. Almost, apologetic. “How destructively ironic of me,” he pushed up from his seat, causing Nesta’s hand to dart out in attempt to slow him. “Yes. My answer is yes, Nesta Archeron.”
Her hand slackened from around his wrist, the answer not having been the one she wanted to hear. Eris sensed her dissatisfaction, “People engulfed in the darkness are not meant to see the light. Keep wishing on a fool’s hope, and you’ll find that not even the most willing star will answer your dreams.”
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aireenwarner · 2 years
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Aaron Warner everytime Kenji speaks:
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Man speaks seven languages but humour isn’t one of em.
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hillarydiangelo · 1 year
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Rogue Planet, by Greg Bear // House MD (2004 - 2012) transcript - 3x07 Son of a Coma Guy // Star Wars: Episode II - Atack of the Clones, by R. A. Salvatore // House MD (2004 - 2012) transcript - 3x07 Son of a Coma Guy // Star Wars: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith, by Matthew Stover // Obi-Wan Kenobi (2022) - 1x06 // House MD (2004 - 2012) transcript - 5x04 Birthmarks // House MD (2004 - 2012) - 5x04 Birthmarks
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