I have to admit. I am not living la vida loca
as if GEESE weren’t a disaster enough, now you give us GEESE that think that they’re DRAGONS?
GEESE that will STEAL YOUR STUFF and HOARD IT like a ferocious beast? GEESE that will HONK and SCREAM in a mimicry of a ROAR? GEESE that are EVEN MORE SELF CENTRED THAN NORMAL GEESES?
a goose that was raised by a dragon would have so much power. it could walk into my house and I’d have to move out. It could take my first born child. It could step on me and I’d have to apologize. It could chose to enslave me and the only way I could ever call out for help was to reblog a tumblr post about goose eggs being hatched by dragons. I have no power against a dragon-raised goose and neither does god.
a dragon finds a clutch of goose eggs and attempts to hatch them
this. oh my god this. I’ve seen Too Many posts that said “They shouldn’t have fired Carano!! She was just expressing her opinion!! They’re trying to paint it as transphobic and anti-semitic but it’s all fake!!!” and I’m here, knowing that Carano did all those things and deserved what she got, but being unable to say it because I was stupid enough to not save the sources.
Enough is enough.
Carano reaped what she sowed. She deserved to be fired. Kindly please fuck off if you think she didn’t.
Lucasfilm did not fire Gina Carano from The Mandalorian for being Transphobic:
Her being Transphobic is not at all okay either but,
She basically just compared Holocaust victims to being a Republican. Do you realize how fucked up that is?!
I’m Jewish. I really don’t like when someone compares the genocide of 6 million of my people to being a Republican. When was the last time 6 million Republicans were murdered via gas chambers?
People need to know that this was why she got fired. Don’t you dare just like this post!
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you do know that when jewish and romani people say “never forget” we mean “learn about the holocaust so you can recognize the warning signs of facism and genocide” not “repeatedly bring up the holocaust whenever anything bad happens and exploit our pain and trauma to make people care about your cause” and when we say “never again” we mean “take action to prevent any stage of genocide on any scale by any means, hold collaborators responsible and don’t be complicit” not “only care about genocide when it’s too late”, right? or did you think it was just a fun catchphrase?
Everyone must enjoy this modern rice
Everyone must enjoy this modern rice
Clang. The Soldier drew the sword behind his head. Clash. The screams of battle faded into white noise. Slash. His opponent drops to his knees before him. Shaking hands drop an oranate sword, pressing against the bleeding open wound. With a dull thud, the unmoving corpse falls forward. Never to move, never to breathe, never to live again. The Soldier huffs a pant. The sounds come rushing back. Yells and grunts and battlecries - echoed by the clang of metal against metal against wood. The back of his wrist wipes his sweaty forehead. His armour is slicked with blood and dusted with dirt. Those same elements coated the blade of his sword. He hears more than sees his next opponent. He feels more than hears it coming towards him. A vibration on the ground, beneath his feet, shaking him. Drawing him to the present. He cussed himself, silently. Turned around and pointed his sword- A lithe shadow lands on him from the back of a speeding horse. Sends the both of them crashing to the ground. Panic seizes him. He struggles from underneath the assailant. He struggles to lift his sword. He grunts as he pushes himself free. Staggers to his feet and narrows his eyes. The lithe figure wears the garbs of an assassin. The glint of a hidden dagger confirms this. As do the stealthy way they move. The Soldier groans inwardly. Out of all people, assassins were the hardest to fight. Like grabbing carp with your bare hands. He lifts his sword up again. Angles the tip to point beneath The Assassin’s chin. To the life-vein he can just barely see. The sounds disappear. Not fade into white-noise, though. It disappears. Everything disappears. Just him. The Assassin. His sword. Beneath the visor of his helmet, the Soldier grins. “Make your move.” The Assassin darts forward. For if a shadow is the absence of light, then how quickly would a shadow move? Very fast, The Soldier finds. He just barely manages to lift his sword up. Block the fatal blow. Force the shadow to retreat. The Assassin does, briefly. Unperturbed, they come back. Shoves a palm towards his chest - a move that The Soldier just barely escapes. The Soldier staggers back a few steps. Places a hand to where he was nearly stabbed. Stares at the pacing, agitated shadow. Still, beneath his visor, his grin grows larger. Finally, finally, he’s found his match. This time, The Soldier moves first.
You ever just press the side of your face into an entire Very Patient Cat and listen to the ocean inside
oh, hello.
i’ve been doing well thank you. school will start soon for me so that’s not fun.
writing? well i haven’t been writing too much, but i did start up a new docs about the mandalorian.
it’s going well so far, thanks.
is it angsty?
“You know you look nothing like him,” she murmured softly - lightly stroking the line of his ears. “But every time I look at you, it’s like-”
Grogu reached forward, resting a tri-fingered hand on Ba’vodu Cara’s slightly damp cheek.
A shaky breath passed. Then another, tinged with a sob. In a quick, sudden movement, Grogu was pressed into Ba’vodu’s chest as she dropped to her knees.
i guess you can call it that.