So I got bored watching a German movie for a class so I started the Official Caradin Fam Super Awesome List so here it is in my awful handwriting!
@beautiful-thensad-thensadder @mandalorianess @name1name1 @maryscarlett2u @redheadedteatotaler @aussiepineapple1st @promiseddifferent @sashasfierceness @violets-and-tea-leaves @flipredmonkey @sassygirl579 @tonksiefea @cha-melodius @djarinscreed @leiasstandin @ladymarinenc
Do I have everyone?
The creator of these images is Matt Bernstein, one of my favorite educators online -- he makes incredibly clear, forceful collections of information like this one. He's queer, has fantastic nails, and has done a lot of education recently from his perspective as a Jewish person on why supporting Palestine is so important. Here's a link to this post, which he created for World AIDS Day on 12/1/23.
My top seven favorite Korkie theories that aren't "obitine lovechild" (because I like to come up with outlandish headcanons to subvert commonly accepted fanon)*
*let it be stated for the record that I have no beef with Korkie Kenobi. I just think there's funnier options that we're totally missing out on.
Number one is my favourite
i love these flowers
Aah yes. Monk’s cress or Tropaeolum majus. Or “capucine” in my native French. I once planted a patch of those as a kid in my garden because I liked their orange colour. The flowers are edible btw, they are great in salads, all the above-ground parts are in fact, but it’s mostly just the flowers that are used.And if you want to see more butterflies, it’s food plant for some types of moths and butterflies larvae
And it smells quite good.
free soup
you’re going to be so, so cursed.
I mean, that’s not wrong, we just eventually decided to start cataloging curses and naming them things like “amoebic dysentery”
either gonna call the finished coloured one “little rising phoenix” or use a lyric from the Tarzan soundtrack… can’t decide…
We need see Din's buir...like is he still around? Grogu needs to meet his grandpa!
I mean he has Grandpa Greef. But I’d like to see who raised Din too. But chances are, he died during the Purge.
Little shit is getting easier to draw!
What happened after tbobf
The Dilf! 🤣
in fics where luke gets plopped into the prequels i want every jedi within ten metres of him to think hes the weirdest jedi theyve ever seen. he has negative lightsaber form. he doesnt know what a kata is. he handstands when he meditates. his solution to sith is to try and have a chat. hes a political radical who keeps suggesting revolution. you ask him what the jedi code is and he says "kindness and compassion and helping those in need :) ". you ask how he used the force like that and he says some shit about how you are a luminous being limited only by your mind. the councils authority is just a suggestion. he is somehow the new favourite of both qui gon and yoda
Just realized that the reason I love making friends on tumblr is because it’s exactly how you make friends on the playground as a six year old. No, I don’t know their name but they love mermaids too and built this awesome sand castle. No, I don’t know their age but their imaginary cheetah is friends with mine. You like this show? You like this character?? You can sing the theme song really loud??? Here is a flower crown. Here is a juice box. You can share my time and I might never see you again but part of you stays in my soul forever. In my mind we’re still on the swing set and the sky is blue and nothing will ever be wrong again.
Hiccups are basically caused by a air pressure thing and a diaphragm spasm. The one thing that always works for me is putting your fingers in your ears and take a long gulp of water. The fingers in your ears help reset the air pressure in your lungs and the water helps you hold your breath which helps stop the spasms.
If you don’t have a straw, just ask someone to block your ears while you try to drown yourself drinking water
Angel of God Chaining The Demon of Lust. Jan Steen
ca.1660 Museum Bredius
“WHAT HAVE YOU GOT IN YOUR MOUTH?”
“Blarlarlarlblar,” said the Demon of Lust, nearly dislocating its own legs as it fought like a baby evading a diaper change.
“Could you stop! Eating! Garbage! For! One! Minute! STOP WIGGLING.”
The Demon of Lust, in a simultaneously guilty but reproachful way, stopped wiggling. Instead, it held still but stretched itself slowly but relentlessly backwards. Its eyes fixed on a new object of desire. The heap of steaming hot garbage throbbed in its vision. Upside-down, just out of reach - or was it? Carefully not wiggling, it stretched its neck backwards, extending its tongue. It could practically taste it.
“Don’t think I don’t see - no! That’s literally burning garbage!”
“Blarlarlar!”
“No! It’s burning your actual face!”
“Blarlarlar.”
“That’s it. Kennel. KENNEL.”
“Blar,” said the saddest demon in the world, staring fixedly at the hot mess.
“Lust CAN help itself around trash fires,” the angel said sternly, handling the demon in a method popularized by people trying to administer pills to struggling cats. “You can’t fix it. You’ll hurt yourself making it worse.”
“Blar.”
“Oh, tell you what. You can have a blorbo as a treat. Nice blorbo. Come on, puppy, into the kennel. Nice blorbo for you.”
Nu kyr'adyc, shi taab'echaaj'la.
