
painting of Martin Luther nailing his 96 theses to the door of the Tumblr offices, 2018, colorized

painting of Martin Luther nailing his 96 theses to the door of the Tumblr offices, 2018, colorized
Han: Everything is so cold and wet.
Leia: Just suck it up and put on your big boy pants.
Han *under his breath*: My big boy pants are cold and wet.
Hope was singing the ABCs out of order on the jet and Wade just shouted, ‘Yes girl, remix!’
Anakin: How can you be so unfeeling?
Obi-Wan: Years of practice.
this is based on a text post I saw a few months ago that i caN’T FIND NOW (edit: HERE IT IS. thank you anon)
anyway i thrive on domestic headcanons so.
Anakin *angrily lounging on a couch*:
Love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.Ahsoka: Are you all right, Master?
Anakin:
No, Obi-Wan stole my fucking jar of cookies.