I can’t get over the continued thematic follow-through of this idea that Jedi aren’t truly Jedi unless they’re standing up in defense of the innocent and helpless, they have to be active in the galaxy, they have to spread kindness and compassion wherever they go, it’s an uncontrollable urge, it’s an itch, “They cannot help it.“
And also the idea that it’s FORCE ITSELF that is whispering to them, calling them back, calling them home, telling them to take up their swords again, reach out in faith and find that the Light never left you, it’s still inside you and it needs you because the galaxy is so so dark and bleak and hopeless and there’s so much evil everywhere and the galaxy needs them to stand up and step out of the shadows and into the light so that they can reignite people’s hope.
It’s the pauses of awe and wonder in even the most miserable and selfish of underworld denizens because that’s a Jedi, the Jedi are back, the Jedi are here, everything will be okay now.
It’s F knighting herself, cutting her own padawan braid and proudly declaring she is a Jedi to save a frightened exploited village bride.
It’s Kanan igniting his saber for the first time in years to protect his future padawan and a clutch of Wookie slaves and the rattled composure in the Imperials when they realize, “Holy shit that’s a Jedi.“
It’s Cal and Cere deciding they were done hiding, done running from the Empire, they were going to fight back, and Saw gleefully pointing to them to inspire his band of Rebels.
It’s Obi-Wan unburying his lightsaber even after being so hopeless and broken and full of guilt and self-blame because people still need him, he’s the only one they can trust.
The whole Dark Times as a sloooooowly turning eucatastrophe, tiny lights of hope struggling to hold back the darkness long enough. Holding out. Buying time until the twin suns can rise. Until Luke and Leia and the destruction of the Death Star and the death of the Emperor and the glorious return of light to the galaxy.
I love it.
when a giant cargo container gets stuck in an egyptian canal blocking off 10% of world trade, everyone is like "wow that sucks I guess," but tumblr users pounce like rabid wolves on that shit like
Hey did you know I keep a google drive folder with linguistics and language books that I try to update regularly
UPDATE because apparently not everyone has seen this yet the new and improved version of this is a MEGA folder
holy shit guys u have 2 check out this grandma
Also with Obi-Wan facepalming on the background
Post kylo/Rey vs guards battle.
Anakin: yes! She’s right in the palm of your hand! Now compliment her
Kylo: you… you fight good.
Anakin: this is karma isn’t It?
Can we please have a series with ghost Anakin facepalming at kylo ren’s bad flirting ?
merry ides of march
i think that the time between caesar’s assassination and octavian naming himself princeps is objectively the funniest period of roman history. just nonstop drama.
There is no sun, there is no sun, there is no sun, there is no SUN IN THE LAST EPISODE OF ANDOR. EVERYTHING IS DARK OR CLOUDY, NO SUNSETS OR SUNRISES. THERE IS NO LIGHT ON CASSIAN’S FACE EXEPT FROM THE TIME THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT MAARVA IN THE TUNNELS, BECAUSE THE LAST TIME HE TALKED ABOUT MAARVA THE SUN WAS HIDDEN BEHIND THE CLOUDS AND HE LEARNED SHE’S DEAD.
THERE IS NO SUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have almost 10 different tabs rn from different fandoms and I don't even know where I stopped reading but I'm too much of a lazy butt to read again and I don't want to close them so this all is just EEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHH
Does anyone else have like 5+ tabs of different fanfiction open and it gets to the point of when you finally go back to one of the older ones you have no idea what’s going on? Cause this is me. All the time. I need help.