Just a Little Lost

also much as i hate to mention the solo movie when chewie introduced han to the wookie they found in the mines his first reaction was to pat hans head like you would when you meet a new dog

To further the analogy of Han is the Dog, According to various canon sources, a Standard Human in the Star Wars universe has a life expectancy of roughly 100-120 years. A Wookie has a life expectancy of around 400 years. So, caring for Han for Han’s whole life is a commitment of less than a quarter of Chewie’s life. It’s like having a dog that lives to 20-22. A long term companion, but one you know you’re probably going to outlive.

I love how it is all polite history and then that post script

I’m offended

I CANT EAT BECAUSE IM LAUGHING TOO HARD

@mastersamson88

Is this the same show with the guy who licks his own poisoned blade & just immediately dies?

Yeah. It’s called Yūsha Yoshihiko, or The Hero Yoshihiko.

Thanks & reblogging answer so others can also look it up.

i just think the world would be a better place if we would all take a bit of time to examine how we personally interact with stories

I, for one, am a complex network of interconnected stories stored on a meat based drive.

that is quite possibly the most terrifying way of describing a human but honestly same

i don’t wanna reblog that gifset of kate winslet freezing her ass off in titanic but she actually got double pneumonia from filming those scenes without a wetsuit. and all bc james cameron wanted the fabric to be see through when wet. when’s the final straw when do we snap and kill every man

Didn’t they film this ish on a set though..? Couldn’t they have just… heated the water?

But then her nipples wouldn’t have been hard. Please be considerate of male heterosexuality and entitlement whenever you’re trying to rationally prevent a woman from getting an avoidable illness in her workplace. Thanks.

honestly i think most girls these days feel this deep restless emptiness inside them because no one has access to a field or meadow anymore. you can’t run out of the kitchen with a scarf around your head until you find the nearest empty pasture with hay blowing gently in the wind and just lay in the grass for a long time and listen to the wind until whatever is terrible and hard has passed and you remember that you are made of earth and you will be earth again and then you pick a handful of queen anne’s lace and walk home. girls don’t have empty fields to run to anymore and somewhere deep inside they know that they are missing something vital, and they spend their lives looking for it.