stars will pour out


A year older than he ever got to be.

I wonder if there was ever any occasion for either Ahsoka or Kanan where they were in a conversation with strangers about the Clone Wars and were like “Oh, yeah I remember fighting in that war”

And then the other people scoff and are like “What? You aren’t old enough to be a clone war veteran! You would have been….what like a teenager during that time?”

“Yeah. And?”

Auston Matthews - “Buttercup”

Heya! Could you do an auston matthews one where (y/n) is his gf who is visiting from like England and she is at the warm ups before game start and she chirps one of the other team members? And he’s like real proud of some things she says? Thank ya!

After a very long trip you were finally standing in the players tunnel at Air Canada Centre. You had made a surprise visit to see your boyfriend for two years Auston Matthews play against the Dallas Stars. 

Before long the players door opened and out poured the Leafs one by one. The smile on your boyfriends face when he saw you was priceless and worth the countless hours of travel from North Wales to Toronto.

“Why are you doing here?” Auston said picking you up and hugging you tight. 

“I came to see my boyfriend beat the snot out of the Dallas Shits…I’m Dallas Stars.” You joked. “Plus I missed you loads. Good surprise?” You asked kiss his lips.

“Great surprise. God I can’t wait till after the game.” He said wiggling his eyebrows. 

“You’re such a man.” You laughed. “ Good luck babe.” 

With one more kiss and a butt grab Auston was on his way to the ice. You made you way to your seat behind the boys and watched the Leafs and the Stars warm-up. 

“It’s a good thing you’re pretty, cause you can’t play for crap.” You yelled out at number 91 on the Stars. Tyler smiled as he looked back.

“Wait, till you see what I do in the sheets.” He tossed back with a wink.

“Well if it’s anything like you do out there am sure a lot of girls go home upset.” You smiled back.

“Ouch, beautiful and firey. How about we test this theory out after the game buttercup?” He asked with a shit eating grin.

“Not sure my boyfriend would like that idea, but I can ask him if ya want.” You joked smiling at Auston who looked like he was loving every minute of this. 

Tyler acted like he was looking around before saying “Boyfriend? I don’t see any boyfriend?” 

“That’s cause the game hasn’t started yet, buttercup.” You said taking off you jacket to show your Matthews jersey.


Originally posted by mattsmartin

Darth Vader after finding out Luke Skywalker is his son, searching for any records the Empire can supply, any information that can be dug up by other means, any old holos anyone may have filmed over the years that show a glimpse of his child. Learning any tiny scrap of fact that he can about Luke. Staring repeatedly at an old, grainy holo that shows a younger Luke, sun bleached hair, the chin of his father and Padme’s smile. Staring in wondrous disbelief that his child survived and had the chance to grow up. That the swell of Padme’s rounded belly could turn into this boy, this man. 

How he’s already missed so much.

When we touch
We combust
As if Vesuvius
Were to erupt
Like the stars
In the sky,
Bright as day,
Dark as night
Your galaxies
Pour out light
Pulling me in,
Holding me tight,
As I orbit around
Your solar system
Belts of stars,
And constellations
Time will freeze
Then continue
You are my universe
I’ll explore space with you
—  J. DeLissio, day 153, “the space within us”
she is the ocean;

She is the Ocean.

A beautiful mystery,

And like the river,

I can’t help but flow to her.

Her eyes are shining, liquid blue

Like the sea and the stars combined,

She even enchanted the gods;

Each night the moon pours out too much of herself

Until the Ocean is made of silver and sapphire.

Beauty and kindness spill from her in waves and

The sound of her voice sends ripples down my spine

I am sure that inside her are magnificent wonders,

That her soul is embroidered with pearls,

She is shimmering and soft and I’d let her drown me

Just to sleep on her sea-bed

But I’ll ignore the tsunamis flooding my brain, begging me to ask

If she likes girls

Because even if she does,

She could never like me, for

she is the Ocean

And I am just a river

Flowing back to her every time. 

{constellations and ink, #13}

I think that’s why Rex would have been on the run at the end of Order 66. He had gone completely AWOL in aiding Ahsoka’s escape from the order. We actually had that story written. It was the finale of Clone Wars.

Ahsoka and Rex were together. They were always intended to be together when Order 66 was called. This is why you don’t see Rex in the film [Revenge of the Sith] or Ahsoka in the film. We had actually accounted for where they were during the film.

—  Dave Filoni
pour one out for the wasted potential of obidala

seriously i have always thought this even as a kid

that the story in the prequels could have been way more interesting if obi-wan developed an interest in padme from afar but never acted on it due to his duty to the jedi code

and then they got kind of close in TPM but don’t do anything about it

then padme and anakin consummate or whatever in AOTC but she’s always had this inkling of feelings left over for obi-wan

part of the reason he watches over the kids is not only due to his duty to the prophecy and to anakin’s children, but also because they’re padme’s children

scene in ROTS where they both mutually recognize they’ve always loved each other but made the wrong choices 

it’s fine


When I'm lost

When the stars have gone out
And my words pour out like untold memories.
When I’m afraid no one will find me.
Unfold the secret pages in my story.
Tell me it’s okay.
Tell me that I don’t have to go that way

The element of sacrifice and sacrament, of dismemberment or immolation, which is so common in all the myths of the dying and resurrecting gods whether as youths or maidens, is reflected in Inanna’s descent, by her willingness to make the sacrifice of the symbols of worldly power during six or seven stages into the place of death. She is ready to risk all for an uncertain return to life reborn. What is chiefly remarkable is that the myth of rebirth never fails; the ravished daughter or the dead son-lover is always resuscitated: Inanna, though “turned into a corpse” and “hung from a stake,” is always brought back to life.

The Wisdom of the Serpent: The Myths of Death, Rebirth and Resurrection”, Joseph Henderson and Maud Oakes 

fantheon, this is your hourly reminder that Persephone and Inanna are probably fine.

Pour one out for the horny posts no one will ever know are about Nutbuster. Your context will be sorely missed by the prying eyes of everybody who wants to know the stars of my pornopraghic day dreams.
And pour one out for yourselves, the sorry shits who ain’t never gonna see my nsfw blog, and for all the horny, bodice-ripping posts I’ll be making just out of sight.

I like to imagine zodiac tumblr posts are being made by like high school age witches pouring over star charts and gazing into crystal balls to figure out shit like what teen heart throb each sign would date or what type of gravel they are

Lime green post-it notes

Some mornings I sit in deep contemplation, 
Wondering for hours, if there is such a thing
As a difference between me and the granola
Sitting in yogurt, in front of me.

I put my palm on the chrome doorknob,
But never quite make it past that point.
I’ll stand there till my eyes lose focus
And the grains of wood start to melt and sway.
I imagine that’s the world shifting around me,
Without me.

I shove yogurt covered granola into this head.
I close my eyes and feel my flesh
Embracing my essence all around.

The sun’s setting again.
I wave a see-you-later from my window,
But I think she was too far away to see it.
A small kind of despair unfurls in my chest;
I pour acid over it. 

When the stars come out to sneeze all over lemon pink skies,
I sung songs in the choir hall,
(No lights, only shadows and empty chairs)
Songs to woo the sun.
But she wasn’t there.



(tagged by @tidalrace)

rules: put your music on shuffle and write down the first 10 songs, then tag 10 mutuals

1. Iris - Goo Goo Dolls
And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand

2. Say Something - A Great Big World
And I am feeling so small
It was over my head

3. Moving On - Asking Alexandria
A boy of anguish now, he’s a man of soul,
…He wanted to change the world, to make it
all worthwhile.
So he put his pen to paper and poured out
everything inside

4. All Star - Smashmouth
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn’t make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets

5. She’s Gonna Break Soon - Less Than Jake
Promises you made back home
Are crumpled like the goodbye notes
And last night’s dirty clothes

6. Kiss the Girl - The Little Mermaid
Ain’t that sad
It’s such a shame, too bad
You’re gonna miss the girl
7. Total Eclipse of the Heart - Bonnie Tyler
Every now and then
I get a little bit terrified
But then I see the look in your eyes

8. Hi Hey - The Lumineers
I’ve been trying to do it right
I’ve been living a lonely life

9. Autoclave - The Mountain Goats
When I try to open up to you,
I get completely lost
Houses swallowed by the earth,
windows thick with frost

10. Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeran
When my hair’s all but gone and my memory
And the crowds don’t remember my name
When my hands don’t play the strings the
same way
I know you will still love me the same
…your smile’s forever in my mind and memory

Bonus Track XD :

11. I Love Rock ‘n’ Roll - Joan Jett & the
I saw him dancin’ there by the record machine
I knew he must'a been about seventeen
The beat was goin’ strong

@water-and-parched-earth, @onewordtest1, @it-hurt-because-it-mattered, @emberfaye, @theresnobackstage, bookteaseanddodger, @thepopquizkid, @daydreamsandwhispers, @weird-dorky-little, @austennerdita2533, @fictional-redheads, @luvtheheaven, @robazizo, @average–writer, @broadway-babe-literati, @jenstansfield, @place2hide, @allons-ywibblywobbly, @thequeenofdrama, @literati-infinity@, @lovegg3, @ksfd89, @justonecoffee, @salaamdreamer, @david-jacobs-would, @lavender–smell, @itscatkirk-blog Uhhhh… that’s a lot more than 10…And I can’t remember who I meant to tag and can’t remember now… Haven’t *really* posted in forever. Kind of sticking my head up by tagging a bunch of people, and…letting you all know I’m still alive. ;-)

Spiral Galaxy

My body cracked in two
And out poured
A multitude
Of stars and light
Like the universe
On fire
At it’s beginning
Its conception
Like the dawn of man
My heart was shattered
With a hammer
On a rock
Molded by eons of time
My soul escaped through my lips
Until I breathed it out
And gasped for fresh air
It danced like a ghost
Amongst the black holes
That floated through the galaxy
Of my mind
That exploded
In a raging burst of light
Enough to paint the Milky Way
A new shade of starry night
My body cracked in two
And out grew the flowers
That came from the earth’s desperate need
For eternal beauty
Yet like everything
The flowers had a shelf life
Like you

And me

The green of my eyes fell
Like cascading waterfalls
From my melting irises
They ran down my cheeks
Painting them a shade of emerald
With flakes of gold
My lips as red
As the roses that grow
Where my lungs used to be
My body cracked in two
My existence exploded across the sky
And I became a spiral galaxy
All by myself.

Original Work: KH 10/3/14

George Harrison (Photo courtesy of Express)

“In 1988 Harrison declared: ‘I have a sort of kamikaze side to me that is optimistic. I have to trust Denis O'Brien’s business sense and hope that he is not going to bankrupt me.’ The words were later to prove prophetic.

Harrison, the trusting pop star who had poured millions of his own money into HandMade, found out that he had been duped by his business partner who had encouraged him to borrow massive sums of money.

In 1995 Harrison filed a $25million lawsuit in America against O'Brien for allegedly mishandling his investments and deceiving him for 20 years. He was awarded $11milllion in damages but never received the money as O'Brien declared himself bankrupt. For Harrison the experience was harrowing and friends believed that it played a part in the deterioration of his health, which eventually saw him dying of cancer in 2001 aged just 58.

‘I saw George well into the case and it looked like he had aged 10 years,’ recalls Terry Gilliam.

The late actor Richard Griffiths said: ‘I felt so sorry for him because it was his free-spiritedness that allowed all that work to happen. I just think he was stabbed in the back.’

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