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✨May the Fourth Be With You: Things to Do (That Don’t Require a Jedi Council Meeting to Approve)!!!✨

BESTIES!!! HAPPY MAY THE FOURTH!! ✨🚀💥

Okay so LISTEN!!! I have been pacing my space-quarters (aka my room) for two days straight trying to figure out what to do for Star Wars Day besides the classics like:

“Watch all the movies” (which, duh, obviously you should do)

“Replay SWTOR or Battlefront” (please wreck people as Leia in my honor)

“Rewatch Rebels and cry over the Space Fam” (which I also highly recommend, especially if you need a good sob in the fetal position)

But THEN I was like... what about the UNHINGED STUFF. The crafting chaos. The snack-based roleplay. The 'I taped googly eyes to my broom and called it a droid' vibe. What about THAT.

So I have compiled for you—a fellow creature of the Force, glitter, and ADHD—this list of alternate, cursed, fun, creative, and very serious Star Wars Day activity propositions (because "ideas" sounds too chill and we are on a mission from the Maker today).

Some are crafty. Some are snacky. Some are just... rituals. Some involve pretending you're a Mandalorian babysitting Grogu at a Walgreens. Do all of them. Do one of them. Do them with friends, your cat, or your homemade Force-sensitive droid that’s just a blender with a mood.

Let this be the year you say “May the Fourth” and truly mean it.

Now go forth, Jedi trash gremlins, Sith chaos goblins, and Mandalorian art school dropouts—and make this the weirdest, sparkliest Star Wars Day yet.

(Also if you want recipes, printable sheets, Lulu plushie tutorials, or dramatic Star Wars quotes rewritten as Mad Libs about toast and therapy, hit me up because I am READY.)

Hide Loth-cats Around Your House Draw some goofy Loth-cats (bad art encouraged), cut them out, and sneak them into random places—bookshelves, cereal boxes, someone's sock drawer. Say there's been a smuggling mishap with an Imperial crate from Lothal and the cats are loose. Tell your roommates/kids/stray Mandalorians they’re on a secret mission to find them before they shred the furniture. Bonus: make one look suspiciously like Ezra.

Make Star Wars Friendship Bracelets Yes. Like it’s summer camp and you’re in a galaxy far, far away. Use colors for characters (black, brown, red, and blue = Anakin; orange, blue, white= Ahsoka, etc). Don’t you roll your eyes—Anakin would’ve absolutely made one for Obi-Wan in a tragic attempt at expressing feelings. Give one to your friend and say, “This is the way.”

Take Your Grogu Plush on Adventures Strap that baby in the car. Take him to the grocery store. Set him at your desk like he’s supervising. Snap photos and post them like you're Din Djarin and your green war criminal toddler is once again touching things he shouldn’t. Add captions like “Refused to nap, bit a cashier. Proud of him.”

Make a DIY Lightsaber... but Bad Paper towel rolls. Wrapping paper tubes. A broom handle. Light-up chopsticks. Go nuts. Decorate them with duct tape and delusion. Challenge someone to a duel at lunch. No real injuries, only bruised egos.

Galaxy-Inspired Art Time Paint a tiny galaxy with watercolors, chalk, nail polish—whatever chaos medium you choose. Doesn’t have to be accurate. In fact, make up a planet and give it a ridiculous name like “Glorpflak 7” and say that’s where your OC is from. Hang your art like you're decorating your X-wing locker.

Make Star Wars Bookmarks Get crafty. Draw Sabine graffiti art. Paint a moody Kylo Ren. Or, better yet, just print a picture of Obi-Wan looking disappointed and write “I find your lack of reading disturbing.” Stick it in your favorite book and let him silently judge you.

Host a “Council of Chaos” Snack Meeting Grab some friends (real or stuffed) and have a snack-based Jedi Council. Give everyone a Star Wars name. Eat blue snacks only. Elect the most dramatic person as Yoda. Argue about whether Anakin was right (he wasn’t). End in snacks and betrayal.

Write “Canon-But-Shouldn’t-Be” Headcanons Why did Obi-Wan name himself Ben? Do Ewoks have opinions on modern fashion? Would Rex listen to sad clone indie-pop? Write one-sentence headcanons and text them to your friends like it’s a cursed prophecy.

Build a “Trash Droid” Tape googly eyes onto a soup can. Add arms made of pipe cleaners and a weird personality. Boom. You’ve adopted a garbage droid named Blorp who thinks they’re fluent in Sith but is just swearing. Be nice to them.

Create a “Mandalorian Babysitter Log” Draw little journal entries or logs as if you’re a stressed Mandalorian writing down the chaos of babysitting Grogu. “Day 4: Child swallowed a frog. Denied it. I saw it. Frog is now hopping inside his mouth. Send help.”

Rename Everything in Your House With Star Wars Labels Toilet = Sarlacc Pit. Sink = Kamino Waterfall. Couch = Wampa Nest. Fridge = Carbonite Storage. Stick post-it notes on everything. Let the madness unfold.

Invent a New Sith Name Put “Darth” in front of something you fear or something mildly inconvenient. Darth PublicSpeaking. Darth SlowWiFi. Darth FlatSoda. Write it in your bio for the day.

Cook Like You’re on the Jedi Temple Cafeteria Staff Listen, do you think Jedi magically eat healthy? No. They have a cafeteria and Obi-Wan definitely brings a sad salad to meetings. But YOU? You're cooking today. You’re the head chef on the Death Star and you're putting BLUE MILK in everything like a menace. Make blue milk, Grogu’s bougie macarons, Anakin's “I burned this toast with the Force” sandwiches, or Obi-Wan’s Sadboy Stew™. Want recipes? I GOT YOU. You just say the word and I will summon them like a Holocron of chaos.

Make a Lula Plushie (Or Horrific Approximation) Yes, the Lula. It’s soft, it’s sacred. Can’t sew? Doesn’t matter. Use socks. Use felt. Use GLUE AND PRAYERS. Name it something increasingly unhinged like “Sir Scurrington of Lira San” and make it your emotional support chaos animal for the day. Take photos of it like it's your child. “First time touching grass.” “Learning to read.” “Biting a senator.”

Create a Star Wars Cooking Show Skit Put on an apron, grab a spoon, and become “Chef Vader.” Tell the camera (aka your phone propped up with a water bottle) that today you're making “Force-Flambéed Tatooine Toast” and “Boba's Boba.” Make up fake sponsor segments. “This episode is brought to you by Dex’s Diner Grease Wipes!™ - When the Force isn’t enough to clean up the mess.” Bonus: make your friends watch it. They can’t escape.

Build a TIE Fighter Out of Snacks Graham crackers, Oreos, marshmallows—yes, it’s time to construct a snack-sized star war. If it collapses, congrats, you're a true Imperial engineer. If it flies? You're terrifying and probably a war criminal. Eat your ship like the New Republic would want.

Design Your Own Sith Lord… Out of Random Craft Supplies Gather whatever cursed items you have: pipe cleaners, feathers, googly eyes, a toilet paper roll. Create a figure and name them something like Darth Confettius or Lady Crayola the Terrible. Write a tragic backstory. "Once a respected glue stick in the Jedi archives, now seeks revenge on all who denied her sparkles."

Make Lightsaber Snacks and Refuse to Share Dip pretzel rods in colored candy melts to make edible lightsabers. Then, aggressively wave them at anyone who asks for one and whisper, “Only a Sith deals in snacks.”

Host a Force Cooking Challenge Tell your roommates/family/imaginary clone squad that you must now cook—but only using “Force powers.” No hands. Wooden spoons in your mouth. Utensils taped to elbows. The food will be awful. You will feel powerful. This will be funny asf, sorry not sorry.

Create a Star Wars Playlist and Pretend You're DJ Rex at Oga's Cantina Make a playlist where half the songs are actual Star Wars scores, and the other half are just unreasonably chaotic picks like “Mr. Brightside” (for Anakin) or “WAP” (for Hondo Ohnaka, don’t ask). Put on sunglasses and introduce each song like, “This next one goes out to the Jedi who died in Order 66… it’s Stayin’ Alive.”

Make Star Wars Terrariums Go outside. Grab moss. Tiny rocks. A weird stick. Put them in a jar and say “this is Dagobah now.” Add a plastic frog and call it “Yoda’s real cousin, Broda.” Bonus points for narrating its tragic backstory like it’s a documentary.

Invent Your Own Star Wars Holiday Forget May the Fourth. Today is Boonta Pie Day. It’s about racing, betrayal, and excessive dessert. Make up a whole ritual. Chant. Bake a pie. Duel someone. Wear oven mitts like gauntlets.

Build a Shrine to Your Favorite Star Wars Character A corner. A shelf. A weird pile on your bed. Decorate it with random objects that “represent” them. A spoon = Anakin (edgy, useful, easily bent). A candle = Ahsoka (glows, but also burns). A rock = Zeb. Add weird fan art, a post-it that says “he’s trying his best,” and worship accordingly.

Unhinged Star Wars Mad Libs Take a serious Star Wars quote and make it ridiculous: _"Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to ____. ______ leads to suffering." Now read it with conviction like you’re in front of the Jedi Council. (Suggestions: “Fear leads to burnt toast. Burnt toast leads to therapy. Therapy leads to suffering.”)

And bestie—if you need more ideas, more crafts, more chaos, more weird Star Wars Day energy—drop a comment and I will RUN to you like Merrin sprinting full-speed to play tongue twisters with Cal Kestis after downing three espressos and a spite potion.

I got you. This is the Way. 💫💥

*chokes with laugh at 3am*

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Lmao get Grievous’d.

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it seems people don't understand. a GLUP SHITTO is a character in a very popular piece of media (like star wars) that if you asked a random person or even a casual fan, they wouldn't know who the fuck that is. a BLORBO is just your little guy. can be any kind of character they're just your little GUY. a POOR LITTLE MEOW MEOW is a villain, usually with a sad backstory, who you are defending and woobifying. they've done WRONG. not everyone can be a poor little meow meow. just because they're pathetic doesn't mean they're a meow meow that mf had to commit CRIMES. if you want a pathetic little fucker of any moral persuasion that is a BABYGIRL. usually male, doesn't have to be. just has to be kind of fucked up. get your terminology CORRECT

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Adding to the tags - I love this tiny thing!

someone on twitter is trying to claim that use of an em-dash is an indication of AI-generated writing because it’s “relatively rare” for actual humans to use it. skill issue

Yes runaway romba very self explanatory but just for the audience what does that mean.

Almost every weekday for the past eight years, Obi-Wan Kenobi has walked the same route to work. It’s not far, a little over a mile, though everyone else at the firm seems to think he’s insane for making the daily trek in a full suit.

It’s peaceful, the stroll through quiet neighborhoods and tree lines streets, the bustle of his favorite cafe and their perfect London fog latte, the fresh air and sound of songbirds.

More often than not the walk is uneventful, sometimes he doesn’t even see another person, but there has been the occasional note worthy trek — the time he witnessed a hit and run and needed to stay to speak with the police, the time he pulled a kitten out of a tree, the time he showed up to the office soaking wet after offering his umbrella to a little old lady — but Obi-Wan has never encountered anything quite like this.

The moment he’d turned onto Temple Street he saw it.

A roomba.

A rogue robot vacuum rolling down the street far faster than Obi-Wan has ever seen one of these mechanical maids move, especially over the uneven terrain on the side walk.

“Well, hold on a moment little fellow,” Obi-Wan says as if the droid can hear him, hastening his steps to catch up, “What are you doing out here?”

The closer he gets, the faster little thing moves but it only takes a block to catch up, grabbing the roomba firmly and lifting it off the ground.

Immediately, alarms begin to pour from the disk shaped robot, beeping and screaming, its wheels whirring faster like it’s trying to escape.

“Calm down,” Obi-Wan exclaims nonsensically, tightening his grip and trying to hold on, “I’m trying to help! I’m trying to get you home.”

That seems to soothe the little bot somewhat, the blaring sounds quieting to a series of slightly annoyed sounding chirps and beeps.

“There we are,” Obi-Wan laughs, turning the vacuum over in his hands as is to make sure the droid hadn’t injured itself, “That’s much better don’t you—“

Then he notices it.

A strip of duct tape stuck to the roomba’s undercarriage with a note scribbled in sharpie—

If found, please return to Anakin Skywalker