Just something I really want to share on here because it’s important.
If Janet from The Good Place can wear dresses and have long hair and use she/her pronouns and not be a girl, so can you!
Warrior Nun is officially renewed!
Warrior Nun fandom, the sisters of the OCS wear something similar to a hakama for their battle gear. It’s not a skirt. I noticed this when Beatrice was fighting the guards at Arq Tech.
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Track: ‘Unstoppable’ - Sia
Bly had never really argued with his general like this, but he supposed that came with falling in love with them. The second Rex had lit those lightsabers he had wheeled on Aayla and asked for her saber, which she had not exactly taken well.
“You’ll die!” She shouted as she watched Rex fly towards the Sith and surely a quick demise.
“General please! He's my little brother, I have to try!”
“I-” the twi'lek paused, her anger dissipating. Tears sprung to her eyes as the fighting lulled for a moment and time seemed to slow. “Bly, please, don’t leave me like this.”
Bly shook his head and quickly slid up close to her; always by her side. “I would never.”
Aayla took a deep breath. She watched as now Cody went flying towards his brother regardless of the danger, as Obi-wan no doubt had taught him. She could even just make out Plo Koon through the fighting, saber off and being offered to his commander.
The force was singing a battle cry, but it wasn’t meant for her.
Bly let out a grunt as the saber hilt was basically punched against his chest. He went to take it and felt Aalya's other hand fall over his on the saber, it now being cradled between them on the precipice of something important.
A beat passed as their eyes met. Even with the helmet Bly knew Aayla could always truly see him. “I love you,” he told her, raw and quiet.
She gave him a small smile in return. “I know."
And as Bly took off towards Ahsoka's unofficial launch pad, watching Wolffe go howling through the air, he knew she loved him too.
So what you’re sayin is... Wanda is a maladaptive daydreamer...
57. Petunia Evans never really hated her sister, she was devastated when the news came of her death. She remembers crying over little Harry, clutching him tight to her chest as she read the letter Dumbledore left for her. It was only when Vernon came down that she pretended she hated Harry, the truth was that she loved him so much, she would leave food for him in the cupboard and taught him how to cook safely while Vernon was away. Harry actually grew up loved, Petunia loved him and Harry knew that he had to keep it a secret, out of fear of what Vernon would do to his favourite Aunt Petunia.
Fandom life.