Do Not Let Them Erase This. Do Not Let Them Tell You He Meant "my Heart Goes Out For You."

my favourite nicknames, romantically, platonically, or in a rivalry

qin ai de (Mandarin Chinese; darling)

(and with that I have to add:) dorogaya (Russian; dearest)

beloved

mon petit chou (French; my little cabbage)

Chang noi (Thai; little elephant)

media naranja (Spanish; half an orange [my other half])

lapachka (Russian; sweetie pie)

Liebling (German; darling)

(mi) corazón (Spanish; (my) heart)

mi vida (Spanish; my life)

ma puce (French; my flea)

mon saucisson (French; my sausage)

gioia mia (Italian; my joy)

darin (Japanese; darling)

aein (Korean; sweetheart)

ya amar (Arabic; my moon)

love

elskede (Danish; beloved)

mia kara (Esperanto; my dear)

mea aloha (Hawaiian; loved one)

neshama sheli (Hebrew; my soul)

jannu (Hindi; my life)

shagua (Chinese; fool)

please correct me if I've gotten any wrong! or feel free to add your own in the replies and I'll add them to the list.

feeling so normal about this tweet

He’s a little confused but he’s got the right spirit…

i have never, in my life, ever been moved like this by a show. i have never cried like this over a show. but that’s because this really is more than a show. this was reality for the thousands, millions of queer folk who came before us. it reminds us: we should always remember to celebrate those that made it possible for us simply to be able to exist and live and love freely. to be.

i honestly couldn’t think of many better ways to pay homage to those queer lives, especially the ones lost, who fought bravely even in the face of death than telling their stories like this; exactly as they were. intricate, raw and real. giving another voice to all that love. the fight might not be over yet, but their contributions have left a lasting impact on this world. telling these stories isn’t just necessary, it’s crucial.

i can’t thank the writers, actors and absolutely everyone else involved in creating fellow travelers enough for bringing this vital, beautiful, poignant, devastating and endlessly meaningful, impactful, important story to life. thank you thank you thank you

space catholic “will my dog go to heaven” since droids don’t have a force signature

inspired by the last paragraph of this post lmao

when ur inconsiderate genetic duplicates fake a few deaths and kill a Sith w/out you

(you are a million other genetic duplicates)

Sketch Week! More concept art for Repurposing GAR armor towards the end of pulverizing wrinkly Sith — A guide by CC-1010, ecstatically-ex-marshal commander of Coruscant (AU)

thirty-one days of jiujiu(ly)  —  day nineteen  + with bonus siblings !  + requested by @nyx4

Interviewer: So, how would you describe your relationship with your Jedi?

Rex: *long, long, long, long sigh* Idiot siblings.

Cody: don't get me started

Rex: to clarify, I'm not the idiot.

Colt: *wordlessly pulls up sleeve to reveal "I-heart-Mom" tattoo on his bicep*

Cody: I have sympathy for Rex because Skywalker just DOES things but Kenobi, he, he thinks things through, and then he STILL does those things even if they're HORRIBLE IDEAS—

Fox: *chugs coffee, slams cup down so hard it breaks* bold of you to assume I have a Jedi

Gree: Not family, but definitely close friends.

Cody: —reckless, ridiculously self-sacrificing, no regard for his own safety—

Grey, dead serious, no hesitation: caleb is my son

Whatever clones are in Master Tapal's battalion: *chanting, one of them holds Cal up like Simba* BABY BOY BABY BOY BABY BOY

Cody: —can't even leave him alone for two minutes because he goes and loses his lightsaber in the middle of a battle—

Ponds: I'd like to say we're blood-brothers bound through the heat of battle because that sounds neat, but honestly, Master Windu and I, we're—we're fire-forged coworkers.

Wolffe: I can neither confirm nor deny that I bought Master Plo a Galaxy's Best Dad mug

Cody, staring vacantly into space: I'm so underpaid

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