The flappy eared racial stereotype running around the Star Wars prequels that made everything like 200 times more awful
So uh get this
He was hot.
Like seriously kids if everything had been the same except Jar Jar was this dude rather than CGIed to hell I won’t lie he would probably be my favorite character
(Moreover, imagine if you will, me and thespianparadox at the Star Wars exhibit, watching tapes of Padme costume fittings, when THIS GUY walks in, and of course we’re both like DAMN I’D TAP THAT WHO’S THE HOT–and then the little caption comes up that says “Ahmed Best, Jar Jar Binks” and we just sit there tipping our heads to the side in perfect unison as our respective worlds are ripped to shreds)
GOOD GRIEFHOT DAMN THAT’S JAR JAR BINKS??
Ladies and Gentlemen, now I understand why Jar Jar Binks canonically got laid.
Does it strike anyone else as odd that some people won’t eat or wear dead animals, but they have no problem putting them in their cars as fuel? Dinosaurs were animals too.
it really warms my heart thinking of all the bigots who spent so many years of their lives trying to prevent this from happening, only for all their work to be completely worthless
I would bathe in the tears of the republicans if I could
soulmate au where instead of your soulmates first words to you written on your skin it’s their last words you ever hear them say so you don’t know who your soulmate is until you lose them
imagine generic last words like “did you get the mail?” “i’ll be down in a minute!” “have you seen my cell phone?” so every time the munain happens your blood runs cold
when you know you’ll hardly know them at all “what’s your name?” “do you have a facebook?” “that’ll be $3.95 with tax” because it’s one thing to lose them and know too late, but it’s something much crueler to never know them at all
imagine being the parent of someone with “did you do the homework?” “my mom said yes” “i really hate P.E.” because you know it will happen young, you know you can’t protect them
people with horrifying ones like “don’t close your eyes!” “i don’t think we’re alone” “didn’t you lock the door?” because they’ll be there when something horrible happens and there’s no way to prepare for that
imagine what you otp’s wrists might say.
Or, “this is the happiest day of my life”. And it’s also the last. Is it the wedding day? The day you meet your firstborn? The day you beat that cancer? You’ll never want to be happy. Happiness is the jarring omen of the death of your loved one and it tears you apart.
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
