but i love it anyway for the dialogue

wanna see my favourite thing they censored in the eng ver

in ep 21, when Candy is looking for Lys’s parents, she comes across Cas and Rosa that are kind of arguing when Cas says this to Rosa :

and Rosa gets SUPER offended… which doesn’t really make sense ? Cas isn’t saying anything bad here, it’s just a fact. so I checked the french ver to see what he was originally saying… and what he says is actually much more… suggestive in french than in english.

but at the same time, I KNEW that the ~suggestive english dialogue~ existed and not this piece of crap. I KNEW I read an english ver that was not censored. So I looked for it… and gave up when I couldn’t find it on yt. maybe it was just my imagination ?

then I finally found it, when I was cleaning my files. it’s a screen that comes from tumblr apparently. so here is what Cas originally says before they decided to censor him (??) :

and Rosa gets rightfully offended this time.

If Ravus Was A Party Member... (Banter II)

Because a dear anon gave me all the more reason to finally act on my urge to write more banter. c:

Prompto: “Food time! Let’s go get some grub!”
Ravus: “Will there be cake where we are going? I have a strong craving for cake.”
Ignis: *scoffs* “Is my cake not good enough for you, Ravus?”
Ravus: “It is, Scientia. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

—–

Gladiolus: “Another battle fought, another battle won.”
Ravus: “Only victors may utter such words, Amicitia.”
Gladiolus: “…Did you just call me a loser?”

—–

Ravus: “Argentum.”
Prompto: “Y-Yes, sir?”
Ravus: “…Excellent work last fight. You have been improving.”
Prompto: *gasps* “You hear that guys? Rae just complimented me!”
Noctis: “Making progress there~”

—–

Gladiolus: “Need a hand, Ravus?”
Ravus: “That better have not been a snide joke, Amicitia.”

—–

Noctis: “So you and Ardyn used to work together or something? What was that even like?”
Ravus: “Imagine if Scientia harassed you every five minutes for you to eat your vegetables. That is what it was like to work with Chancellor Izunia.”
Noctis: “…God, that sounds awful.”

—–

Prompto: “Man… I wonder what Cindy’s doing right now.”
Ravus: “Not thinking of you, I’m sure.”
Prompto: “You don’t know that, Ravus. You’re not a psychic.”
Noctis: “I doubt you need to be a psychic to know that, Prompto…”

—–

Noctis: “Man… Getting sleepy…”
Ravus: “Ironic, considering you hail from a city named Insomnia.”
Noctis: “You’re not even a little bit tired, Ravus?”
Ravus: “No. Sleep is for the weak.”

—–

Ignis: “Ravus, was that you humming Prompto’s chocobo song earlier?”
Ravus: “I do not know what you are uttering about, Scientia. I would never do such a thing.”
Noctis: “What’s that song anyways? ‘I want to ride my chocobo through the hay?’”
Ravus: “’All day,’ you uncultured heathen. ‘I want to ride my chocobo all day.’”
Ignis: *chuckles* “You are quite the terrible liar, Ravus.”

—–

Prompto: “You know, Rae, you’re really photogenic. You ever consider modeling?”
Ravus: “Is Caelum not your typical model, Argentum? I would not wish to steal the Prince’s spotlight of attention.”
Noctis: “No, please do. I’m not complaining if you do.”
Ravus: “Then that would merely be giving you what you wish, Caelum. Good luck in your modeling endeavors for the next eternity.”
Noctis: “Ravus, please…”

—–

Gladiolus: “How’d a beanpole like you get so good with a sword anyways?”
Ravus: “By throwing people like you into cars.”
Ignis: “Well, he certainly isn’t wrong about that.”
Gladiolus: “You won’t ever stop bringing that up, will you?”
Ravus: “Never.”

“I’m useless to you now”

1) “I’m useless to you now.” 
“You’re a person, not a toaster. You don’t have to have a use.”


2) “I’m useless to you now.”
“Not quite. I can still find purpose for your death, my darling.”


3) “I’m useless to you now.”
“Oh please, you were always bloody useless. I love you anyway.”


4) “I’m useless to you now.”
“I’m sure I’ll find something to occupy you, don’t insult my creativity like that.”


5) “I’m useless to you now.”
“So’s my appendix, big deal. At least you haven’t tried to explode a hole in my stomach yet. You’re fine.”


6) “I’m useless to you now.” 
“Then for old time’s sake, I’ll give you twenty four hours to run.”

Do You Miss Me (at all) Sherlock x reader part 1

A/N: This took me forever to finish! For the love of god, I struggled with this hours and days! So, this will be two parted, and apologizes for not posting fanfics for awhile, I’ve been busy with other things (also tried to figure out how to continue the heartless, there will be a new chapter of it soon enough, hopefully) also this was supposed to be out at Friday, but I couldn’t get myself to finish this since this basically a dialogue done by shouting and fighting. But anyway, hope this is good in some sort of weird way.


Here’s a link for the next chapter http://all-fandoms-fiction.tumblr.com/post/157287362239/do-you-miss-me-at-all-2-sherlock-x-reader


You had been in a relationship with Sherlock for over four months now and not to get you wrong, you did love the high functioning sociopath even if it got rough. For example he barely told you he cared for you more than as a friend. It had taken him all his might to tell you that just that once when you started dating and you were as surprised as anyone would’ve been in that situation. To hear Sherlock Holmes, the detective incapable of understanding sentiment or compassion, say he loved you was enough to make you faint, but you didn’t. First you thought it had to be a trick, to test an experiment and one specific kind had slithered in your mind. He was probably testing how you felt about him, even having his own suspicions of you having feelings for him. Maybe he was waiting for your pupils to dilate, testing your pulse? Then he did something that nearly gave you a heart attack. He had kissed you. From there on you two had started dating, but it took some time from him to convince you he really liked you and it wasn’t for a case or a test.

It had been just once he had said he loved you, from that on everything had gone down hill. You knew he wasn’t into opening his heart, which you had become aware of that second he had opened it to you, but you couldn’t but wonder had he come to his senses of you and realized he had only fancied you for short amount of time and the feelings had died by now. At bad days he seemed he barely even acknowledged you were in the same room. He was snarky with his comments, nearly making eye contact and ignoring you at times. It wasn’t anything John hadn’t ever experienced with Sherlock but you couldn’t stop thinking that you would be even slightly privileged to be treated in better way than that.

Sherlock had been buried with work, now on his list at the top was a new case that hadn’t made any progress and it frustrated him. He was tense and easy to piss off. You were the same, but for other reasons. His acts had reflected on you, his now nasty personality and way of ignoring you made it impossible for you to stand him.

The two of you had just come back to Baker Street from a crime scene and you were fuming of rage. Once again you had been pushed aside and treated like you knew nothing. Even Lestrade, just like Sherlock always said, was capable of sensing the situation. Even the police inspector was able to make out Sherlock was doing a lousy job as a boyfriend. You couldn’t forget the wide eyes and the blank, puzzled stare he gave to you two when Sherlock pushed you, no, he literally pushed you more than once aside and kept telling you to keep quiet as your suggestions and deductions would just embarrass him, you and everyone around.

You stomped up the stairs to the flat, Sherlock following after you. You stayed close to the door leading back downstairs while Sherlock went to sink in his chair. He released a long heavy sigh and closed his eyes in disappointment. He muttered how useless the visit had been and how it had only cost his precious time on the case in hand. The crime scene you two just witnessed had, as he said, obviously nothing in common.

”Did you really have to do that?” You questioned after waiting enough, listening to Sherlock muttering and complaining about the case. Your hands were crossed over your chest and your right foot was tapping the floor in an impatient way. To this Sherlock answered with lowered brows and watched you in confusion. You huffed and looked away. ”Embarrass me in front of the whole Scotland Yard?” You corrected. Sherlock only rolled his eyes and went to correct you. ”There was nearly even half of the Scotland Yard present.” Sherlock shifted in his seat. ”I wouldn’t worry about them. They barely know anything so you being incorrect now and then wouldn’t make them any better than you.”

You could hang onto that statement, he had almost praised you just now and it was the best you had got from him for since he had been burdened with this particular case, but then again you didn’t need to settle for this. This wasn’t enough to wipe all the bad comments he’d made in the past though you weren’t even sure was there anything he could do, a one single act that would calm you.

”To you that was the entire Scotland Yard.” You pushed persistently. He had said it himself countless of times. The people in Scotland Yard that had ever worked with him were the only people that counted if you asked for his opinion.

”Well, yes, but obviously it wasn’t exactly the whole Scotland Yard.” Sherlock placed his fingers under his chin, resembling his mind palace position but he kept his eyes open and on you. He eyed you suspiciously, trying to deduce what you were going through in your head, but judging by his expression he had no idea what made you so pissed. ”Is something bothering you?”

To that you let out a sarcastic laugh. Had he really only got that out of you? He really was as magnificent and astonishing as John always said. Sarcastically saying of course. But this time he surprised you by how dumb he was.

”Are you really that blind?” You finally snapped. You humorously watched as Sherlock gave away how offended he was by your statement but without skipping a beat you continued. ”You embarrassed me in front of Scotland Yard! And that’s not all! You’ve treated me worse and worse the further we get down on this case. Hell, you even treat Anderson better than me!” And it was true. He had even praised Anderson today for stating something so obvious and simple that even a blind person would’ve seen it.

”I was being sarcastic.” Sherlock muttered seriously and looked down on the floor, clearly drifting away from the conversation and to his mind palace.

”Well, it wasn’t clear!” You yelled and threw your hands in the air. ”Everybody thought you really meant it. And don’t dare shut me off now!” You took three long steps and put your hands on either side of Sherlock’s armrests on his chair, your face inches away from his. ”Don’t treat me like this!”

”Treat you like what?” Sherlock shot up from his seat, you taking a fast step backwards to make more room between the two of you. He stared back at you coldly. His blue eyes were like frozen and he looked intimidating. Sherlock tilted his head, his eyes narrowing as he questioned you.

”I told you already! You ignore me! Like I don’t exist at all! You always pretend like I’m not there. You put your work first and I feel like I don’t even exist on the list of your priorities! You also have pushed me around, literally, and you won’t let me even speak when we’re out!”

”Stating the obvious shouldn’t be reworded! You want me to let you embarrassed yourself? By pointing out what everyone is able to witness with their own eyes?”

”Oh, so now I’m embarrassing myself? Thank you for saving me, Sherlock, for keeping me quiet when I could’ve said something dumb!” The room was silent for a second, until you took a deep breath. ”Look, you keep me around but make it feel like I am the one clinging on you and following you like a lost puppy, and when I try to advance you, you only shoot me down. You won’t show me I matter!”

”I have told you how I feel about you, do you really need me to do it several times a day? Because you know I won’t be up to it. I am not a man who keeps showering you with all the pleasantries and praises-!”

”I know that and it’s not what I asked!” You snapped back. You were wondering was Mrs. Hudson listening to you two shouting. If she was she was probably worried. Worried what you’d do if this would go further on and how you would end up like. Mrs. Hudson knew what Sherlock was capable of when he was bored or even drugged, but when angered? And with you against him? You couldn’t answer to that either.

”Then what is it? I can’t quit my job and forget all the cases just because of you. Just because of love.” He pronounced the last word with disgust, as if the whole word was ridiculous to even be said.

”I’m not telling you to quit, I’m suggesting you to leave it be when you clearly can’t work it out, not now at least. You’ve run out of clues and there is nothing you can do to make the problem solved. You have to wait!”

”I can’t just wait until another one gets killed!” Sherlock spit out and glared down at you.

”Well, there’s nothing else you can do.” You told him matter of factly. ”Just talking about the case makes you a mess, Sherlock. You don’t eat, you don’t sleep, and how you treat people around you is horrible. Even if you have a problematic case in hand it doesn’t give you the privilege to act like a moron!”

”Oh so I am the one acting like a moron?” Sherlock looked down on you. ”You have done nothing to help me on this case, the reason I keep you around is only because I thought there would be use of you, but guess I was wrong with you. And here you are, waiting for me to sugar coat you with flatter and sweet talk. Like it wasn’t enough I told you once how I care about you.” He had struggled enough by telling you he loved you once, and what were the looks of it he wasn’t going to do it ever again and actually it made you want nothing more than him to never say anything to you.

”I knew what I was getting myself into when I started this relationship with you.  I know it’s hard for you to say how you feel, but I’m not asking you to tell me that. It’s just that you never show it! You never sit next to me, you never walk close to me, and you barely talk to me! If you could just treat me like a human being!” You didn’t let Sherlock answer, you paced around nervously, but not scared. You were infuriated. ”I really thought I wouldn’t be the only one to do things I don’t usually like to do. Like waking up at 3am in the morning to visit a crime scene, or running around London after a maniac without eating for a whole day! I still never complaint! But where I draw the line is when I am treated worse than even the people you can’t stand!”

”Enough with Anderson already!” Sherlock sighed and spin around.

”I’m not talking about Anderson! I am saying you don’t treat me like your girlfriend and even Lestrade saw what was going on today!” You felt bad at thinking about it again, your stomach dropped at the thought of it. ”The way you act towards me isn’t normal, Sherlock!”

”So I’m supposed to be all around you when we’re on a case? Oh, wake up, (Y/n)! I do not show emotions or am I even capable of feel certain of emotions. Love and sentiment do not get me anywhere and there for I keep them out of my life!” You flinched. That was it. You had enough.

”Then let me help you.” You said and went to get your bag.

”What are you doing?” Sherlock asked sounding bored and fed up by your attitude, his brows furrowed.

”Like you said, you rid yourself of certain feelings. There for I’m leaving. Sorry I ever bothered to step into your life.” You said and turned. ”Goodbye, Sherlock Holmes.” And with that you left. You went down the stairs in a hurry and rage, stomping loudly. You heard Mrs. Hudson come out of her flat, now standing next to the front door, looking at you worriedly.

”Are you two having a little domestic?” She asked with a sad and nervous tone.

”Could say so.” You answered coldly and opened the door.

”When are you coming back, dear?”

”I’m not.” You deadpanned. You had stopped at the entrance and were looking at Mrs. Hudson with a serious expression.

Mrs. Hudson gazed up the stairs to the living room. ”I’m sure what ever he said he doesn’t mean it.” She assured you, but you knew better and you also had made up your mind.

”I’m sure he did.” You told, then closing the door and left Baker Street.

Mrs. Hudson was left alone to wonder what had happened. She let her eyes wonder towards the stairs again, whispering sadly to herself, ”What have you done now, Sherlock?”

devils-songbirb  asked:

I'm in love with your writing!! Best I've seen on here!!! <3 I was wondering if you could make any dialogue prompts about a demon refusing to make a deal with a human? Thanks!

1) “No?” The human repeated. “What do you mean no? You’re a demon, aren’t you? 
“I mean no.” The demon picked at their nails. “No point buying the soul of someone terrible enough to end up in hell anyway. That’s just bad business.”


2) “Yeah, thanks for the offer,” the demon said, eyeing the human with distaste. “But no thanks. I have standards. I think I’d rather pay someone so I never have to see your face or your soul again. Like, gross.”


3) “You called me for this?” the demon stared in disbelief. “Honey, did no one ever tell you to pitch to your buyer? Tailor your cover letter? I only deal in the souls of celebrities. You want an entirely different department.”


4) “No.” The demon leaned forward, and took the human’s hands earnestly. “You’re better than this. You don’t need to do this - I know everything seems hopeless right now, I know you’re lost and scared…” Their voice lowered to a whisper. “But selling your soul is not the answer.”


5) “I can’t take your deal.”
“What - why not?” The human wondered if they should feel offended. “It’s a perfectly good soul.”
“Be that as it may, it’s claimed. And I’m not getting in - in their way.” 
“In who’s way? What do you mean it’s claimed?” Their soul wasn’t claimed! Surely they’d know if it was? 

((It’s answer time!!

Thanks so much for all your questions! I tried not to make my answers too long lol I failed miserably at that oops but uh yeah everything is under the cut! ;D

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A/N: This is soooooo dirty. I was given a prompt and I don’t even know where I went with it. I’m so sorry. ANYWAY, this is for @kas-not-cas 2.5K Dialogue Challenge, and my prompt was: “Oh so you think I’m cute when I get angry? Well, get ready because I’m about to get gorgeous!” 

A/N 2: ALSO BIG BIG BIG SHOUT OUT TO MY BETA @highonpastries without her encouragement I honestly would never have posted this work of trash, so make sure you send her love!

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Word count: 1754

A/N: Hi guys! The much requested part 2 is finally here. You gave me a lot of suggestions and ideas and I’m trying to incorporate them through the story to make it something enjoyable to all of us! I’m not sure if you’ll like this part as much as the first one, but I really hope you do. Also, this one has a lot of dialogue oops. But anyway, I’d love to hear your opinions, they mean a lot to me x

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TFA Metaphors/Visual Story telling of the destruction of Kylo Ren.

Since watching the video on Visual Story Telling by the lovely ladies @starwarsconnection I recommend you watch it. It will open your eyes! I rewatched TFA to see if there was anything else I could spot. This is a long post mainly because I like using visuals so sorry, not sorry. Anyway, with out further ado lets look at the dialogue and the visual storytelling in TFA with regards to only Kylo Ren

Note: I may miss some and this just my interpretation. And most were covered in the Starwars connection video- but wanted to go over every line of dialogue and visuals in extra detail. 

So first up is the scene in which poor Mitaka has the pleasure of delivering the news that the droid escaped. 

Mitaka: The two were accompanied by a girl.

Kylo: What girl!

Oh, the line we all love! But more importantly what happens when he says it. The back panel flashes/sparks to blue (the color associated with the light side of the Force)  By itself it’s telling but then the scene cuts to Rey trying to fix the Falcon and the very next line is.

Rey: It’s the motivator. Grab me a Harris wrench – check in there!

Finn: How bad is it?!

Rey: If we wanna live, not good!

Now, this is an extremely good use of dialogue and visual storytelling. Not to mention very very clever on JJ’s part by putting Harris wrench in there. 

What girl? Sparks blue- the girl (Rey) is the light aka the motivator. Grab me the Harris wrench (lol JJ!) Harrison Ford = Harris wrench. We all know Han goes to save Ben to bring him back to the light so I find it funny/clever Rey needs the Harris wrench to fix the current issue with the Falcon. Then when Finn says how bad is it- Rey replies if we want to live not good. Kylo Ren is visibly shaken in the previous scene violently pulling poor Mitaka into a choke hold. If Rey the light can’t get the Falcon (right now a metaphor for Kylo) fixed with the Harris wrench aka Han then it’s not good if they want to live. 

One more note on this before I move on. It is important to understand that JJ could have used any combination of words or parts for the Falcon but he chose to use motivator and Harris wrench. If you think this is coincidence I hate to burst that bubble. JJ Abrams is the master at hiding easter eggs and these tidbits of dialogue are exactly that easter eggs. You don’t notice them at first and they don’t mean anything by themselves, but once you get the full picture and you know what happens next everything comes into focus. 

I’m putting the rest under this line so if you want to keep reading please do

Next is the bonding tape– I know everyone was waiting for this one but it may have a double meaning. 


Rey: I’ll drop you two at Ponemah Terminal. I need the bonding tape, hurry!

Finn: What about you?

Rey: I gotta get back to Jakku!

Finn: BACK TO JAK–?! Why does everyone always wanna go back to Jakku?!!

Rey: No, that one! No. No. The one I’m pointing to! No. NO. NO. If we don’t patch it up, the propulsion tank will overflow and flood the ship with poisonous gas!

If we keep on the Falcon’s mechanical issues are a metaphor for Kylo Ren we can see that there is possible foreshadowing for a bond to form between Kylo Ren and Rey. This could come in the form of a Force bond (when they enter each other’s minds later) but I think that it will come in the form of friendship in TLJ. The other possible meaning is that it actually referring to Rey and Finn (hence my comment about a double meaning.) BUT then we have this dialogue.

Finn: Rey. You’re a pilot – you can fly anywhere! Why go back?! You got a family? You got a boyfriend? Cute boyfriend?

The alarms stop (Rey has fixed the Falcon).

Rey: None of your business that’s why. 

All the ship power goes out. 

Finn asks about the family and boyfriend– suddenly the ship is fixed. Then when Rey tells him it’s none of his business everything shuts off. 

Wow- Rey just shut Finn down hence the visual of the Falcon’s power shutting down. But it is interesting that the second a boyfriend is mentioned the ship is fixed. Again assuming the Falcon is a metaphor for Kylo this is telling for his role in Rey’s life. If it is meant for Finn which I think that it is also- it shows that the two are just friends. I think that it is meant for both Kylo and Finn in that the boyfriend relates to Kylo and the shut down relates to Finn. Now I’m not hating on Fi/nRey but this is just my interpretation of the dialogue and visuals. I’d love to have Fi/nRey but this is just the feel I get from what I saw. I also just realized this could also apply  to Rey– everything is fixed at the mention of family, and potential love (the boyfriend). So now maybe a triple meaning how about that.  But my main focus is only on Kylo… so moving on . 


Next up we have the scene where Snoke addresses Kylo and Hux about Luke Skywalker. 

Snoke: There has been an awakening have you felt it?

Kylo: Yes

Snoke: If Skywalker returns the New Jedi will rise. 

Snoke’s hand flexes as the same time the angle of the shot shows his hand over Kylo’s head while saying the word Skywalker. This could be foreshadowing of Ben Solo’s return as some sort of new type of Jedi. 

Then we have Snoke addressing Kylo again 

Snoke: There’s something more the droid we seek is aboard the Millennium Falcon. In the hands of your father.

Kylo: He means nothing to me. 

Snoke: Even you Master of the Knights of Ren have never faced such a test.

Kylo:  By the grace of your training I will not be seduced.

Snoke: We shall see. 

The very next shot is of Rey and Han having issues with the Falcon. But the line of dialogue is…

Han: Electrical overload

Rey: I can fix that.

Han: The coolant is leaking

Rey: Try transferring auxiliary power into secondary tank

Han: If this Hyperdrive blows there going to be pieces of us in three different systems.

Rey: (fixes problem alarms stop)

Han: what did you do?

Rey: I by passed the compressor

In this scene, we should take the Falcon’s issues as a metaphor for Kylo Ren’s mental state. He is having an electrical overload aka emotion crisis, he’s losing his cool. 

Rey’s next line about transferring the auxiliary power into the secondary tank is foreshadowing. Meaning that Kylo’s power will be shifted int Ben Solo (the secondary tank.) 

Han’s line about the hyperdrive is also interesting. In the context that Kylo goes off the rails and Ben Solo does not come back - we will have complete and other destruction.

Finally, Rey fixes the problem, she bypassed the compressor.  The compressor is a metaphor for Snoke. This is also foreshadowing of what’s to come. Rey will get around Snoke and fix the problem which is Ben Solo being held hostage under the influence of Snoke himself. 

Now for the grand finally of it all… The destruction of Starkiller base.  Again we are going to use Starkiller base as a metaphor for Kylo Ren. This is the grand daddy, the whole enchilada of foreshadowing/visual story telling/ metaphors.

Kylo Ren =Starkiller base

The oscillator = Kylo Ren’s struggle between the light and the dark 

The Resistance must destroy a thermal oscillator in order to destabilize the planet. JJ could have used a slew of different mechanical terminology but he chose oscillator. 

The definition for oscillating is…

1.to swing or move to and fro, as a pendulum does.

2.to vary or vacillate between differing beliefs, opinions, conditions, etc.: He oscillates regularly between elation and despair.

Throughout the movie, Kylo struggles with the pull to the light. He teeters back and forth between the two. Note the brutality he shows Poe in the interrogation room vs how he treats Rey. It is noted in the novelizations that he doesn’t want to enter her mind by force even goes as far as saying that it gives him no pleasure. But if you only strictly want to base this on the movie we have the line about compassion. It was filmed but cut from the movie (probably because it is too telling right now) He has compassion for Rey even though he denies it. So Kylo Ren oscillates between the dark side and the light. 

Edit: @force-bond pointed out something that I missed when I originally posted this meta so I thought I would point it out now since this has gotten a lot of positive attention. 

Prior to the assault on Starkiller base, the Resistance meet in their command center and discuss the weapon. 

Finn: It uses the power of the sun. As the weapon is charged, the sun is drained until it disappears.

ADMIRAL STATURA- If we can destroy that oscillator, it might destabilize the core and cripple the weapon.

Poe: We’ll go in there and we’ll hit that oscillator with everything we got.

 ADMIRAL ACKBAR: They have defensive shields that our ships cannot penetrate

HAN: We disable the shields. Kid, you worked there, what do you got?

FINN: I can do it.

HAN I like this guy.

Finn: I can disable the shields. But I have to be there, on the planet–

 HAN: We’ll get you there.

LEIA: Han, how?

HAN: If I told you, you wouldn’t like it.

Wow, talk about your foreshadowing! 

So as the weapon is charged it drains the sun until it disappears. Snoke is using Kylo Ren as a weapon until Ben Solo (the sun/son) disappears. The line from Statura informs us that the oscillator must be destroyed in order to destabilize the core and cripple the weapon. Again, oscillate and destabilize are two important words here. Destroying the oscillation between the pull to the darkness in Ben Solo and let him be pulled to the light will destabilize Kylo Ren thus crippling him.

Then when Han says he can get Finn on the planet Leia asks him how… He responds that if he told her she wouldn’t like it… Han is going to destabilize Kylo Ren and it will cost him, his own life. It’s quite obvious Leia won’t/doesn’t like this. That is huge foreshadowing for Han’s death. However, his reasons are stated here and later on when it actually happens. He is going to stop the weapon from draining the power from the sun. He is going to stop Snoke and keep his son Ben Solo from disappearing. 

Even Han repeats Finn’s line to Ben on the bridge (sort of) 

Han: Snoke is using you for your power.  When he gets what he wants he’ll crush you. You know it’s true. 

The use of Sun and Son in this makes the ending of the movie that much more meaningful so keep that in mind for the very last part of this meta. 


In the beginning of the assault on Starkiller base, we have Poe giving us two very telling lines. 

Poe: We’ll go in and hit it (oscillator) with everything we got.

Poe: As long as there is light we still have a chance. 

We all know Star Wars is about hope and optimism. Poe gives us that and also eludes that if the light remains in Kylo Ren there’s still a chance.  (We know that the light was not all lost as Starkiller base never fired upon the resistance again keep this in mind for the very last part of the meta)

But we know what happens, Kylo oscillates back to the dark side and kills Han. I have a separate post on this moment which involves Han and the Helmet click here to read.  Anyways moving on… Chewie first shoots Kylo Ren wounding him but not killing him. AND Chewie blows up the oscillator, BUT ALSO fails to completely destroy it. 

Admiral Ackbar: The Oscillator’s been damaged but is still functional.

Kylo Ren is down but not out of this fight just yet. 

We know that Kylo and Finn battle it out, while Rey is knocked out. Poor Finn loses and is out for the count when this happens

 Rey and Kylo begin to battle it out.

And the very next line in is…

Niv Leck: We just lost R-1!

We just lost Finn to Kylo, he’s down for the count. 

Then we have 

Jess: We’re overwhelmed! What do we do?

Rey is clearly overwhelmed when the lightsaber flys into her hand and so is Kylo judging by the look on his face and the cues from the script that states …

KYLO REN TURNS TO SEE LUKE’S LIGHTSABER LAND IN THE HAND OF
REY, WHO STANDS, FACING HIM, HAVING REACHED FOR IT HERSELF,
BUT UTTERLY STUNNED THAT IT LANDED IN HER HAND! SHE IS SHOCKED – AND SO IS KYLO REN!

Then we have the following line as Kylo and Rey battle it out off screen.

Yolo Ziff: Black Leader, there’s a brand new hole in that oscillator. Looks like our friends got in!

There’s a brand new hole in Kylo Ren and that hole is Rey. 

Poe: All teams I’m going in, pull up and cover me. 


Rey has engaged Kylo Ren and Poe makes it in and blows up the oscillator. The planet begins to collapse as Kylo and Rey continue their battle. Until he gets her at the edge of the cliff. Rey turns and kicks Kylo’s ass, and a large chasm rips between the two. 

As the planet crumbles a FO technician says the following line after he is told to get back to his station. 

Just look. We won’t survive – even Hux has gone!

I believe and I am speculating that this is also foreshadowing. The First Order will not survive and neither will Hux in TLJ but we won’t know that to be the case until December. 

Speaking of Hux he also delivers a very very important line.

Hux: The fuel cells have ruptured. The collapse of the planet has begun.

Kylo Ren has lost his fuel, he has been beaten and most likely lost his will to fight for the darkness and resist the light. Considering that he is horrified by his actions. But the bit about the collapse of the planet has begun. The darkness that is Kylo Ren is falling apart. 

The very last part I will leave you with is the description of the destruction of Starkiller base. 

the PLANET  IMPLODES – THE SUNLIGHT IT CONTAINS BURSTS FORTH, and as we get further and further distance from what was Starkiller Base, we witness the REBIRTH OF A SUN. Light restored to a corner of the galaxy.

This is a very detailed description of something that happens in a script. If Starkiller base is a metaphor for Kylo Ren then he has been reborn back into Ben solo. The rebirth of a sun/son. It’s a pun but it also an effective use of visual storytelling. It’s a metaphor. They will not come right out and say these things but they are there. 

If we look at all the clues, visuals, and dialogue, together they paint a clear picture of whats to come and what has actually happened to Kylo Ren. 

Kylo Ren is dead… He died on Starkiller base. If TLJ picks up right where we left off it may be safe to assume we will see Ben Solo grieve his father (somehow) We actually may be left in the dark and not know for certain whether or not Ben Solo has returned until much later in the movie for dramatic purposes/big reveals. 

And that ladies and gents are my interpretations of the metaphors/visual storytelling of TFA. 

Now go watch TFA again knowing what you know and tell me you don’t hear/see it. :-)

The Big Secret

Peter Parker x Reader (you’re not yourself, it’s fun though)
Words: 2,570 words 
TW: tiny tiny tiny bit of nsfw, kissing, one (1) curse word

  After weeks of him hiding and avoiding you, you decided it was time to confront him about what he was certainly hiding from you. You had had enough of passing glances in the hallways, and when it was time to choose a partner for class, he always chose Ned, or anyone else in the classroom but you. He chose Ned, Liz, Michelle, Betty, Flash. Anyone but you and as confident and independent as you were, knowing Peter would rather work with a speck of dirt in the corner than you, stung. 

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Lams Fic Rec: Fluff

props to all the authors who provide this stuff. they’re the real heros. i’m just here to read all of it. feel free to recommend anything that you think deserves to be on this list. fics aren’t in any particular order.

laurens, i like you a lot, word count 5176, rated explicit

its got a teensy-weensy tiny bit of plot but I thought it was a really cute premise and it got sexy at the end (fake dating au? sort of)

Bold Strokes, word count 1777, rated teen

this!!! Im crying!! Alex thinks john is mad at him but really john just drew alex a bunch of times and feels guilty about it!!! My babies are too much!!

conifer, word count 1748, rated teen

historical lams, this one was so cute!! The emotions were very raw and you could tell how much they cared for each other (warning: gore for bandaging a wound)

And Now, word count 1578, rated teen

very sweet historical lams, complete with a john that needs reassurance and a love confession

visit philadelphia, word count 3575, rated general

wasn’t sure exactly where to categorize this. Historical lams, honestly the dialogue and just alex in general are golden in this one

sharing body heat in the passenger seat, word count 1626, rated teen

this one is very cute and popular! I wish it was longer!!

Cold in my professions, warm in my friendships, word count 607, rated general

I love this so much!! Its so cute and fluffy and it’s way too short (aka misunderstandings are my weakness)

take me home, word count 4492, rated teen

this one’s really cute, historical but I’m pretty sure its musical!verse, because a lot of the dialogue is modern. Anyway alex and john are in love and im in love with them being in love

The French Mistake, word count 3043, rated mature

a classic. Washington walks in on alex and john making out so they convince him that it is a customary French greeting, hilarity ensues. Includes Washington/lafayette

What was it like

vitalpen submitted: 

cyber-flow’s dream piece made me really want to explore Henry and Bendy’s states of mind a bit.  I thought since you’re already inundated with stuff, I might as well add to the pile.

“WAIT!”  Henry held up his hand, stopping and bending over, hands on his knees, heaving gasps of air.  He hurt all over, even being a toon didn’t stop an old injury or two from flaring up a little.

Bendy skidded to a stop, face locked in an unfriendly glare.  He lowered his axe a little.  “What?!”

“Five… minutes,” Henry got out between gulps of air, “just give me five minutes for Pete’s sake.”

Bendy was about to deny him on reflex, but when he actually looked at the old man, the “old” really showed.  Henry was old.  So he put the axe head down and leaned against the handle, rolling up a sleeve that he only sometimes had and checking a watch that would only exist until time was up.  “Fine.  Five minutes.”

Henry didn’t thank him.  He just leaned back slowly against a wall, and breathed.

They stayed there like that for a moment, awkwardly silent, each trying to acknowledge the other’s presence without directly stating it.  One would cast a glance to the other for a moment, accidentally catch their eye, and then quickly look away.  In the end, it was Henry that broke the silence.

“So what was it like?”

He didn’t have to say what “it” was.

In response, Bendy] sat down against the opposite wall.  He leaned the axe next to him and brought his knees in. “You ever have nothin’ happen to you for twenty-odd years?”  He asked.  “You ever sit in one place and collect dust while the world forgets about you?”  The toon dropped his gaze to the floor.  “First you start feeling like you don’t matter anymore.  Then, after a while, you start wonderin’ if you ever really did.  If any of the people who made you, the guys who got you famous, who you owe everything, ever actually cared.”  He kicked the floor, “At first you think, ‘they gotta, right?  Why do it at all if they don’t?’ and sure that works for the first few years, but ya keep markin’ tallies on days, it doesn’t any more.  Then you start wondering what they did see in you.  Maybe you were always just a meal ticket.”

Henry opened his mouth to speak, but Bendy silenced him with a look.  The devil clearly wasn’t finished.

“And ya fight it.  Ya fight it every step of the way.  You tell yourself over and over again that there’s a good reason.  That they didn’t just drop you because they got bored.  That they really loved ya.  But no one who knows is around to say that.  Not you, not Joey, not Sammy…” his head dropped again.  “Nobody.”

He stood up again.  “So you start getting angry.  You start asking yourself what you did.  Why did you deserve to get thrown away like this?  And that’s a road with one ending.  Sure you’ll branch off for a while, maybe make up a mistake here or there to make it all fit.  But once you start you got one destination: right back where you freakin’ started.  It wasn’t you.  You didn’t make a mistake.  So why?  Why did everyone decide to just leave?”

He grabbed the axe.  “And then, one day, you get an answer.  Someone comes back.  The man who started it all, Joey Drew himself.  And he tells you the one thing that you never wanted to hear.”

“That we didn’t care,” Henry wasn’t surprised.  Joey was always passionate about the job, sometimes to an unhealthy degree.

“BINGO!” Bendy roared, making Henry jump.  “And now that you finally faced the truth, that your creators, your parents, are nothing but a bunch of dead beat scumbags, you start burning up.  You start getting madder than you ever thought possible.  Those has-beens decided to up and leave after they got theirs and all still got to come out the winner.  And you’re left in a run-down studio with nothing!”  He buried the axe blade in the wall to punctuate the sentence.  With that done, he turned back to Henry, looking him dead in the eye as he sat back down.

“That’s what it was like.”

Once more, they sat in silence for a while.

Bendy was the one to break it this time.  “Your turn.”

“Huh?”  Henry raised an eyebrow at the toon.

“I just spilled my guts about the worst thing that ever happened to me.  Now it’s your turn.”

Henry’s vision unfocused as he thought about what to say.  A few faces came to mind.  “I know people who are collecting dust right now.”  His eyes cleared, seeing Bendy’s quizzical expression. 

“They called it ‘battle fatigue’.  It’s what happens to you after you get back.  The smallest things can set it off.  Someone drops something, it makes a loud bang, and suddenly I’m taking heavy fire, trying to stop another guy from bleeding to death while bombshells are going off all around us.”  He stretched out one leg and massaged it a little, “I’ll see someone walking around on crutches because they’re missing a leg, and I’ll think of all the times that was almost me.”  He stopped.  “Then there’s the nightmares.  Those aren’t ever going away.  Even if they cure me completely while I’m awake, I’ll always dream of tanks, gunpowder, and blood.  I’ll see faces staring at me, nothing in their eyes, mouths slightly agape.  Then I’ll wake up in a cold sweat and never get back to sleep.”

Henry stood up now, pacing slowly.  “I don’t have the worst.  I only go back every once in a while.  Most of the time I’m alright.  But I know a few guys…” he stopped, feeling the lump in his throat.  In a vain attempt to keep Bendy from seeing, he lowered his head.  “They’re in padded cells, collecting dust while the world forgets about them.  The ones that only have a few moments of clarity before they’re back in the fight, praying to whoever’s listening that they’ll live.  They barely come out because if they lose it when there’s people around, they might kill someone.”  Tears blurred his sight, turning Bendy into an amorphous black shape.  “And you want to know the rub?”

Bendy was almost afraid to ask.  “What’s the rub?”

“Those guys are the lucky ones.”  A humorless laugh forced its way through Henry’s lips.  “They came back,” his voice finally cracked, and Henry was left astonished at his own voice.  Vivid images of friends screaming behind steel doors, struggling in a straight jacket, or lying motionless on the battlefield flooded his mind.  He could hear the echoes of far off explosions, still too close to feel safe.  Desperate orders were shouted from all sides, telling them to pull back, to push forward, to find cover.  His feet were cold and wet, his back and shoulders ached from the heavy gear.  His front was covered in dirt from lying down to avoid fire.  Soil kicked up all around him as bullets hailed down.  Someone shouted ‘grenade’, the sound of it was cut off by ringing in his ears.  It took him a second to feel the throbbing in his leg.  It wouldn’t move.  Every moment, evert bullet, every bomb, it all came back so easily.  Someone called his name.  He couldn’t answer.  He didn’t have the energy to move.  They called it again.  And again.  Henry.  Henry…

“HENRY!” Bendy slapped the man as hard as he could, bringing him back to the present.

For a second Henry could only stare, wide-eyed, mouth open, at the little imp.  Henry noticed his pupils had gone off model again, and he had tears at the corners of his eyes.

“You had me scared half to death, ya crazy jerk!”  The toon yelled at him.  “You were just sittin’ there, starin’ through me like I was a sketch!  You wouldn’t answer me, you wouldn’t blink, you just started cryin’!  I thought you’d lost it!”  Seeing Henry comprehending his words again, Bendy’s legs turned to jelly with relief and he slumped down next to his former animator.

“Sorry.”  Henry didn’t know what else to say.

“Is uh, is it always like that?”

The man shook his head slowly, eyes half-closed.  “Depends on what triggers it.”

The toon had nothing.  No witty commentary, no pranks, gags, jokes, nothing.  There was nothing funny about what he’d just seen on Henry’s face.  For the third time, they sat silently.  It was Henry’s turn to break it, he did so with a snore.

Without much ceremony, Bendy stood up.  He checked his watch: ten minutes.  "The mood’s gone anyway.“

The axe came out of the wall with one tug.  Bendy cast one last glance to the disheveled man and walked away.

“We both came out the loser, didn’t we, Henry?”

AW JEEZ.  If only this would happen, if only they’d just sit down and talk to each other!  I could see things ending a lot better and sooner for the whole studio if only something like this would happen!!

Fanfic Comment Guide

Hi hello!

#clexaweek2017 is coming up and this will be one of my contributions for the week since I’m not much of a creative type. I’ve never written any fanfiction, so all of this is coming from a reader’s perspective. 

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reasons you should watch the get down:

  • great music (!!)
  • awesome character writing and a really compelling and complex cast of characters
  • NICE cinematography
  • ra ra’s love of star wars
  • myleke a.k.a. the best straight love story you’ll ever cry about
  • mylene’s beautiful voice
  • shaolin’s cheekbones
  • papa fuerte’s love for his family
  • stellar acting and dialogue (!!!)
  • grandmaster flash
  • mylene, yolanda, and regina just being the most amazing girls ever whom i love and care for
  • jaden smith in the role of dizzee
  • mylene’s mom lydia, zeke’s aunt, and the kipling parents
  • all the funny jackets because it’s set in the late ‘70s