Amidst everything else Star Wars, I would just like to remind people that during Disney’s Star Wars Weekends from 2008 to 2013, a regular feature was “Dance off With the Star Wars Stars.” All of them are great, but 2009 is my personal favorite because you get a lot. Including but not limited to:
• Chewie in this outfit:
• The ladies of Star Wars (including Padmé AND Leia together) dancing to “Wannabe”
• Basically the best thing that Darth Vader ever did which is have a choreographed routie to “Can’t Touch This” with STORMTROOPERS (though tbh, 2010′s routine to “Beat It” COMPLETE WITH SPARKLY GLOVE was great too)
• “Can I call you Annie?”
• Not letting the Wookie win leads to a free-for-all dance which includes THIS ( @joons) :
The only thing I wish I had was someone trying to come up with a canonical in-universe explanation for these shenanigans. Basically: Watch all of these ok? Ok good.
renegades X Ambassadors | ain’t no rest for the wicked Cage the Elephant | criminal (feat. freddie gibbs) ZZ Ward | marchin on OneRepublic | battles Hudson Taylor | devils & dust Bruce Springsteen | monster Melissa Etheridge | toy soldiers Carbon Leaf | brother (feat. gin wigmore) Smashproof | han solo Bob Schneider
To this day one of my favorite memories was going to play laser tag for my friend’s birthday, and because we were too young to travel by ourselves her older brother and his friend came along and the laser tag was Star Wars themed and somehow I got the Princess Leia pack, and this towering 6ft 5 goth dude with shaggy long hair who I only knew briefly from watching them play video games at her house had the Chewbacca pack and he spent the entire time doubling as my body guard and roaring defiantly like a wookie at any one who tried to come near us. At the end up it was only me and him left standing in this tower and some other kid on the Imperial side shouted “fuck that, let the wookie win” and lemme tell you, you’ve never heard a more heroic victory roar than I did at that very moment.
exes meeting again after not speaking for years au
“Hey,” he said as he approached her.
“Hey, yourself,” she responded, coming off softer than intended.
An uncomfortable silence fell between them.
“So,” Peeta said, finally breaking the silence. “How’ve you been?”
“Oh, you know.” Katniss crossed her arms as she looked down at the tile she was worrying the toe of her boot on. After a beat she looked back up. “What about yourself?”
Looking back up was a mistake. It meant having to look at him. At those eyes that she knew like the back of her hand, the freckles she had mapped out over and over again, the blonde hair that waved ever so slightly causing it to always look wind tossed and perfect, and that crooked, sweet, lopsided grin that met up so perfectly with that dimple, the one that made him giggle like a school girl if she kissed it. Her mouth went dry as she took it all in. She could read in his eyes that he knew exactly what was going through her mind.
And she knew exactly what was going through his. The same conversation, give or take a few details.
“Oh, you know.” He mimicked her, causing her to actually break a smile.
She surprised herself again by asking, “‘You know’? No. I have never been to cooking school or Italy or a cooking school in Italy.”
Peeta chuckled. He started to talk about his experiences over the last few years, but Katniss wasn’t paying attention. She was lost in the mere sound of his voice, the voice that had talked her out of so many nightmares, even over the phone. The voice that made her name sound beautiful. The voice that had left. Been reduced to texts and smilie faces in online chats.
The voice that she had cried herself to sleep longing to hear once again, her thumb hovering over his number in her contacts, but never called, not wanting to bother him.
The voice that she heard as she locked her phone telling her it was okay, and to just sleep, telling the same silly jokes, lulling her into oblivion.
The voice she would hear for only a second when she dialed his number just to hear, “Hello?” or even sometimes, “Katniss?” and if she were lucky, his voicemail, “Hey, you’ve reached Peeta Mellark. You know what to do.” and promptly hanging up before the beep.
“….And so Chewbaca and I made a cake with C-3PO, because, you know, you always let the Wookie win.” Katniss nodded, coming back to the conversation before her.
Peeta laughed. “You haven’t heard a word I’ve said.”
“Oh yeah? Then what did I say?”
“….Let the Wookie win.” She buried her face in her hands, hiding the grin and accompanying blush as Peeta continued to laugh.
When she brought her hands down, Peeta was much closer than before. He reached out and tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear. “I’ve missed you.”
Katniss swallowed hard. “Me, too.”
“Why did we ever break up in the first place?”
Katniss looked off to the side. She knew. And it was too painful to remember. Because it was her fault. She had pushed him away when he said he was moving their senior year of high school, and hadn’t seen him till today, four years later, in her apartment after her graduation party. She didn’t know why she had invited him back to her place.
Looking back to him, she said with a straight face, “I don’t know. But I’m pretty sure it had something to do with you slacking off on the amount of cheese buns I was allowed per hour.”
Peeta threw his head back and laughed.
When he looked back down at her, she met his gaze. “I promise, I will never do that again. I mean, I shouldn’t say promise. You know me. But I will try.”
Peeta leaned in, the tips of their noses touching, his lopsided grin mischievous, but his eyes vulnerable. “Do, or do not. There is no try.”
Katniss snorted. “Nerd.”
“Says the woman addicted to Marvel movies.”
“Excuse me. Have you seen Thor or Loki or Clint or Tony?”
“You’re on a first name basis now?”
She lightly shoved his chest as he chuckled, but came right back to her. “You may be a nerd, but you’re my nerd.”
“So I get to be on a first name basis with you now, too?”
She grinned. “I’ll allow it.”
They looked at one another, grins growing on their faces in the comfortable silence between them.
“Stay with me?” Katniss finally said, her voice vulnerable and small, but she didn’t care.
Peeta looked as if a weight had been taken off his shoulders. “Always.”
SO! I’m not at my next milestone (just yet), with hopes I will make it to 1,000 of you by the new year is becoming extremely unlikely, but I want to thank all of the people that have supported me and followed my blog from May until December.
I am a few numbers away from 700 followers, and then only 300 away from 1,000, isn’t that crazy! I didn’t even think I’d get 10 followers as I’m such a noob but here we are and here I am typing this.
First of all, here is my blogroll, as I follow over 500 blogs I can’t include everyone in this follow forever.
(People who are bolded are faves who I’m probably too scared to speak too)
So fialleril and I were having a cracky conversation about GFFA Characters Playing Games and we started thinking about “what if everyone started playing chess” because we like playing chess and BASICALLY META TIME:
Qui-Gon Jinn would be the ultimate master, because he knows that you have to be fully aware of the rules and work within them … but that doesn’t mean that you can’t bend them ;)
Obi-Wan Kenobi would instantly buy the Big Book Of Chess and learn all the gambits … then get frustrated when people didn’t behave exactly as the book predicted that they “would”. (“But … I played Nxe4, and Anakin SHOULD have taken my Queen … but he did something else instead … what do I do now?! The book doesn’t say! THIS CANT BE THE RULES”)
Anakin Skywalker would get frustrated that the Knights can’t jump all over the board like REAL Jedi using the Force, and would refuse to understand that there are rules and all the pieces have to move in set ways, because that’s just rigid and uninnovative.
Padmé Amidala approves of the fact that the Queen is the most powerful character. That said, she feels it somewhat undemocratic that there is a hierarchy of power in the game at all.
Emperor Palpatine is TERRIBLE at chess, because he doesn’t understand why you have to have all the silly little foot soldiers in the way of the REAL and MORE POWERFUL pieces, and keeps getting rid of all his pawns.
Yoda plays the long game—so long that he sometimes falls for the Four Move Checkmate.
Luke Skywalker always ends up sacrificing his more “important” pieces to save his pawns … but somehow always ends up winning in the end.
Han Solo never castles.
Leia Organa is the terror of the chessboard, annihilating all comers. Part of her success comes from relentlessly pushing all her pawns to the eighth row and promoting them.