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one day i'll be hanging my wind chimes and baking my bread, and somewhere there'll be the soft turning of pages in my quiet house and i'll remember that i've been loved for a long time and loved for a long time, and never have to think of another bad thing again.
star wars is so fucking stupid, I love it
Prime example of why being a fanfic writer is painful
star wars fuckery to english glossary: the reader’s digest version
the star wars universe has no official name but in fandom you’ll see it shortened to GFFA for “galaxy far, far away”
glass - transparisteel
metal used in construction - durasteel
very strong space-plastic (used in stormtrooper armor) - duraplast
tablet computer (analogous to a PADD in trek) - datapad
rather than paper, handwriting is usually done with a stylus on flimsiplast (flimsi/flimsy for short)
holos are 3-d videos or videomessages, recorded and played on a holoprojector (these are often seen in small formats, palm-sized - analogous to like. a GoPro.)
we don’t drive cars, we drive landspeeders or speeder bikes
we don’t shoot guns, we shoot blasters
if you didn’t bring a knife to a gun fight, you perhaps brought a vibroblade instead - an edged weapon that, you guessed it, vibrates. little ones could be called vibroshivs or vibroknives. we actually got to see polearm versions of these in The Mandalorian! it was very exciting.
robots in GFFA are, of course, droids. astromech droids (astromechs) are the like. iphones of the droid world - ubiquitous, multipurpose, most with a similar aesthetic. R2-D2 and BB-8 are both astromech droids. human-shaped droids like C-3P0 are protocol droids.
got a papercut? a nasty flesh wound? a missing chunk of your torso, perhaps? slap a bacta-patch on it or take a dip in a bacta tank for a soothing treatment with this all-purpose miracle healing goo. this is what diapered Luke is bobbing around in during the early part of Empire Strikes Back.
you’re supposed to say kriff/kriffing instead of “damn,” “shit,” or “fuck/fucking,” but this is for cowards. let Obi-Wan cuss.
midichlorians - ignore them.
before the Empire comes to power, baby jedi who can’t hack it as knights or are never chosen to be Padawan apprentices become members of the Service Corps, the branches of which are the Agricultural Corps (AgriCorps), Medical Corps (MedCorps), Educational Corps (EduCorps), Exploration Corps (ExplorCorps)
dates are expressed (typically) as [date] Before the Battle of Yavin (BBY) or [date] After the Battle of Yavin (ABY). for instance, the sequel trilogy begins in 34 ABY.
and, yes: that famous cantina tune from Figrin D'an and the Modal Nodes is in a musical style called jizz. because star wars is incredibly stupid.
popcorn is called bang-corn, because obviously the earth-centric aspect of popcorn is the popping, not the corn.
No, back the fuck up, the Cantina music is called what now
She's right and I'm scared
This implies a liquid form of bread
Love, Death and Robots
s01e01 Sonnie’s Edge
This episode just got awkwarder and awkwarder to watch with my mother.
We both rate in 9/10 (needs a trilogy) tho.
exactly
Ah, my mantra!
Imagine your OTP:
[Person A] always sees [Person B] writing at their desk, but doesn't bother keeping up with what they're writing because [B] writes A LOT.
One day, [B] is out and [A] needs to write/sign something and can't find a pen. Knowing that [B] has a drawer full of pens in their desk, they go over and begin scrounging through [B]'s contents.
Instead of pens, [A] finds a drawer full of unsent love letters.
To THEM!
They all vary in quality: with some looking like professional sonnets and others being as emotionally raw as "I love the smell of your hair the most". Some are even partially written, with angry lines drawn over a number of pet names they've never used before (but are actually very cute).
It then occurs to [B] that THIS is what they're always seeing [A] writing down.
It takes an hour just to get through all of them, and by the time they reach the end of the pile [B] has come back to a teary-eyed [A] sitting in the centre of a mess of scattered love letters.
They're shocked to find [A] like that, worried that they're upset over the letters. They're EVEN more shocked when [A] gets up and tackles them to the ground with a hug.
They're an absolute mess as they tell [B] how much they love them and all the letters. Even after they've calmed down, they're still very clingy and demanding to know why they've never seen the letters before.
[B] tells them embarrassingly that they never intended to send them because none of them were "perfect" and only used them as a way to pass time when they hit a block.
[A] now demands that all love letters be passed through them for quality check (even though they always give a perfect score to each of them).
(Use this prompt in whatever context you want. Office mates, classmates, roommates, housemates!
(Established relationship? Pining? Married for 10 years - who cares?! It still works!)
to everyone who’s ever said something kind about my work: you help me get through the day. thank you.
Holds analog stick halfway so my character walks slowly for dramatic effect.
The fly caught in the spider's web,
That struggles for it's life,
No matter how futile,
Can still escape.
What if when you die and go to Limbo,
You wake up in an empty cinema. The chairs are always comfortable, but there are no exits. On the big screen, the first thing you see is "THE END", followed by a long, slow roll of credits with gentle cinematic music playing in the background.
In the credits are the names of every person you've ever met in your entire life (even the ones you only saw once on the street and never really even acknowledged). This includes pets, fictional characters, product brands you used, etc. and it just goes on. Forever.
Like, the text crawl is SO SLOW, you've already lost track of time by the time you've gone through all your childhood friends.
There IS always popcorn and water in whatever seat you take, but the popcorn is unsalted and really just there for the mouth texture, and the water is always room temperature.
And so, you sit there for who-knows-how-long, acknowledging everything and everyone that has ever been a part of your life. For all eternity.
With the endless unsalted popcorn as your only companion.
Salem succeeded so badly that she did not only divide the RWBY characters but also the fandom
When RWBY confronted Ironwood and the Ace Ops, it reminded me that Ironwood is a general, the Ace Ops are essentially soldiers, and RWBY are kids who want to save lives.
General Ironwood has seen conflict, has made tough decisions before, and made sacrifices to get the desired outcome. He appears to suffer from PTSD, not only from Salem but also his past injuries that left him half machine. He has compassion but sees it as a weakness and stomps it down. He's a leader, of a school, of an army, and essentially of a kingdom. He feels a great level of pressure to protect it all. He's the typical result of military mindset and experience.
In comparison, team RWBY are young, new huntresses. They weren't taught under military discipline or procedure, they just want to save people.
They kept secrets they thought they needed to, but they misunderstood how those with a military mindset think. Seeing the Ace Ops reaction reminds me they are soldiers, and Ironwoods "Loyalty is Everything" quote reminds me that in war and in the military, Loyalty is the most important thing.
In Ironwoods eyes, finding out that 2 of his own were sharing top state-secrets with the enemy (even if the enemy is now an ally), is a mortifying discovery for him. In wartime, it'd be considered a treasonous offence that you could be shot for.
But RWBY don't consider themselves "at war" or as soldiers or generals, they consider themselves to be heroes. The kind you grow up reading about in comics, the kind who save everyone no matter how impossible it may seem, because it's the right thing to do. In many ways, it's naive, but they are only very young, and in a desperately difficult situation.
In comparison, Ironwood has lived a long life of pain and sacrifice, and his spirit has been crushed.
It was inevitable that these two sides would clash. Team RWBY are simply not of a military mindset. Ironwood + Ace Ops are simply not idealistic.
I really love how well written this season has been, and how complex these characters are, really great job CRWBY!
Destiny 1 raids: Slay the dynasty of hateful and slavering gods which has reached out to snuff the light of our worlds. Pierce the prized vault of the Vex. Break the defiled Fallen usurpers on your blades.
Destiny 2 raids: Survive a deranged alien plutocrat’s relay-race of death-traps and clean up the absurd messes he is constantly making through shear hubris and narcissism on his giant golden fish-ship. Kill Mara Sov’s manipulative pet iquana. Psyche! You made everything worse! What’s that? Knock knock. Duul Incâru is here! The Fallen are metal gear fans and oh god Calus is making messes again someone please stop him he put an eldritch diadem on a giant baby and now Savathûn is controlling the giant baby through the Crowny of Frowny.
Someone please stop Calus he is making the Psions write fanfiction again.
Update for Shadowkeep:
The Vex
Have become
Catholic
how to fall asleep quickly in a way that doesnt involve drugs or blunt trauma
laying next to someone who you love
My contribution to the meme as I begin the long, arduous journey of writing a cosmic horror-fantasy story.
Spoiler alert: It has an ending
I think a happy ending and a victorious ending are two totally seperate things, humanity can triumph in some small insignificant way that preserves enough hope to keep an audience engaged. The original Call of Cthulu ends with Cthulu getting brained by a speedboat and going back to sleep and yet it remains maybe the second most iconic cosmic horror story in existence (second only to Shadows Over Innsmouth which has a similarly dark but victorious ending)
True enough, but from both of those stories you also get the sense that, despite their sacrifice, the actions of the protagonists only created a minor inconvenience or delay to the inevitable onslaught of entropy that comes with the Old One territory of fantasy. It's true they were victorious, but what's a few centuries of waiting to beings that have existed for millions of years, all so that they can bulldoze a species that sees little beyond each year and has only known purpose for the past two or three thousand.
It is happy ending, but is it happy ending?
Fanfiction is becoming people’s primary form of entertainment right now because most media right now is so cheap, bland, recycled, and sponsored by people who love money more than the source material. Fanfiction is written for free by people who genuinely love what they’re writing about. That’s why it’s better. That’s why it’s more satisfying. Fanfiction is a home-cooked meal made for yourself and for your friends. Media today is junky fast food spoiled by too much grease and the knowledge that the people producing it are being criminally mistreated and underpaid.
FANFICTION IS A HOME-COOKED MEAL
WOW. BRO.THAT’S.
The secret ingredient is, always has been, ALWAYS WILL BE, love.
My dog and my bunny were playing in the back yard and I thought other people might enjoy watching as much as me
Please watch this video
This is one of the most magical things I have ever seen
That bun thinks it’s a doggo
My favorite thing about bunz is that they express joy by leaping around. That’s a happy bun.
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