next time i come up with an idea like that stop me

Okay, so. I’m getting really tired of the idea that “true” Star Wars fans “know” that TFA was a terrible movie, that Jar Jar Abrams singlehandedly ruined the franchise, that Rogue One was everything TFA wasn’t or whatever. I’m honestly sick of it.

I grew up watching Star Wars. I can remember being in diapers and seeing Darth Vader on the TV screen, and I remember my parents taking me and my brother out of school early on opening day to see RotS. I loved Padmé, and Luke, and all the Skywalkers. I was a fan for years, and when Lucasfilm announced that they were sold to Disney and there would be new movies coming out, I was over the moon. More movies! Oh man! I wonder what they’ll do next! I was optimistic even when people on the Internet were screaming about how Disney would turn Star Wars into a musical cartoon. Having seen The Avengers and enjoyed the Pirates of the Caribbean series, I knew Star Wars was in good hands under the Mouse.

TFA came out, and when I saw it…it was even better than I hoped it would be. I was giddy and ecstatic over it all in a way I hadn’t been in a long time. In fact, I saw it a total of five times in the theater, a very rare thing for someone who sees most movies once in the theater and is okay with never watching them again. To this day, when I pop in my TFA Blu-ray, I enjoy it just as much as that first time at the movies. It’s just…a really great film to me. I love it a lot. And it’s so special, especially since it introduced two of my favorite characters to me. I think JJ Abrams did a great job with Episode VII, and the professional critics who made the movie sit at over 90% on Rotten Tomatoes would agree with that idea.

You’re not a “better” fan for hating TFA. You’re not “edgy” for trashing on JJ Abrams and claiming that anyone who enjoys the movie doesn’t “get” Star Wars. You can hate the movie all you want, of course; everyone has their own reasons for disliking what they dislike, and I’m not about to force you to like something you don’t. However, what I will tell you to do is to let go of this idea that “true” Star Wars fans only like certain Star Wars movies, that certain movies deserve to be disregarded while others should be placed on a pedestal if you want to keep your Official Star Wars Fan Badge™. Guess what? TFA exists! TFA is an official Star Wars movie! People who enjoy TFA…are real Star Wars fans!

Anyway, I love TFA, and I’m so, so excited to see what happens next in Episode VIII. It’s a great time to be a Star Wars fan!

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“ stop slapping me. really. ” Peter Pan, the funnier the better

You were at the camp and the lost boys had asked you what type of games you used to play back in your realm, your perched your lips in thought.

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  • KITTY: Sup, skankmate.
  • KITTY: Look. I'm just going to slide this into your inbox as if it were a note under your door, mostly because I'm worried that I'll catch the clap just from stepping into that general vicinity after the barnyard animal noises that were coming out of there last night that made me hit up two after-hours coffee shops and then sneak back in to grab my laundry like I was some sort of To Catch a Home-Evader suspect.
  • KITTY: For the love of God and all that is Holy (which totes doesn't include you), please stop setting up your sexy times to be right next door to me when I'm home. I understand that you get all sorts of hot bothered at the idea of putting on a show for yours truly before, let's face it, I'm the ultimate aphrodisiac, but I'm pretty sure that my lady boner is effectively forever-flaccid after what I was forced to listen to last night. I get that this is OUR place and that means that you have free reign to get down and dirty wherever you want, but it's super uncool that I was literally chased out of my own apartment in the middle of the night. I pay rent, just the same as you, and that means that I like to sleep there when I'm supposed to.
  • KITTY: TL;DR version of this novel about why plucking your bitties when I'm home is mucho wrong-o is that you need to start leaving AT LEAST a hour-warning sock on the door next time, or I'll have no problem making sure that Phony McInDouche becomes the human dicktionary of Blue Balls. Truce?
almost canon homestuck theatre

JOHN: i can’t believe i accidentally turned you gay!

DAVE: no thats not

DAVE: how it works thats not how anything works

JOHN: so….. did you kiss karkat?

DAVE: thats not

DAVE: um

JOHN: because that is what i would do if i accidentally turned *myself* gay with timey-wimey shenanigans.

JOHN: oh well! maybe next time.


DAVE: okay im starting to think raw force of ramble just isnt gonna be enough to propel us over this conversation

DAVE: maybe we need to park the topic carefully on the side of awkward mountain and come back for it after loading up the xkcd ideas to simple words translator

JOHN: …how would you know about that?

DAVE: how would I know about all sorts of future junk

DAVE: pls lets not add to the stupid question pile, its wobbling like the french alps during avalanche season after those last brain nuggets you tossed up there

DAVE: im frightened