#Actually chat is that.. common? Or at least a thing some people do? Cause it was genuinely a bit terrifying lol

[coffee-dere]

Thinking about that one time my vision just kinda.. gave up on me in the middle of class

[eco-lite]

I’m once again returning to do god’s work by bringing you delightful moments from Spock’s World by Diane Duane.

[Text ID: “Spock was bent over [the Science Station], making some adjustment. ‘Readout now,’ he said, straightening and looking over his shoulder at the large, shaggy-fringed rock that was sitting in the center seat. Some of those glittering fringes stroked the open circuitry of the communicator controls in the seat’s arm. ‘Point nine nine three,’ said a scratchy voice from the voder box mounted on the rock’s back. ‘A nice triple sine.’ ‘Nice?’ said Spock. Jim raised an eyebrow: you could have used Spock’s tone of voice to dry out a martini.” End ID]

There’s a Horta crewman on the Enterprise now and they’re great!

[Text ID: “Still working on her doctoral thesis, Jim thought. Uhura was busy working on improving universal translator theory, mostly by taking the old theory to pieces and putting it back together in shapes that were causing a terrible furor in academic circles on various planets. Jim vividly remembered one night quite a long time ago when he had asked Uhura exactly how she was going about this. She had told him, for almost an hour without stopping, and in delighted and exuberant detail, until his head was spinning with phoneme approximations and six-sigma evaluations and the syntactic fade and genderbend and recontextualization and linguistic structural design and the physics of the human dextrocerebral bridge. The session had left Jim shaking his head, thoroughly disabused of the idea (and ashamed of how long he had held it) that Uhura was simply a sort of highly trained switchboard operator.” End ID]

Uhura continues to be a total badass and is amazing at what she does.

[Text ID: Chatroom title in all caps: “COMMON ROOM OPINION, INFORMED AND NON- RANTING AND RAVING PERMITTED NAMES NOT NECESSARY” Regular text: “It was one of the places he came to find out what his crew was thinking. Messages did not have to be attributed to a name or terminal, but they could not be private. The office of the common room system operator rotated through the crew, offered to various members on the strength of their psych profiles in areas like calm reaction to stress and anger. The common room syops tended to be closemouthed and dependable, the kind of person that others refer to as ‘a rock.’ (Once it had actually been Naraht, to the amusement of just about everyone.) Here tempers could flare, awful jokes be told safely, suspicions be aired, rumors be shot down. The common room was sometimes a peaceful place, sometimes a powderkeg. Jim never ignored it.” End ID]

The Enterprise has a dumpster fire chat room that has just as much shitposting and vitriol as twitter.

[Text ID: “Jim bowed over her free hand. ‘It’s been too long,’ he said. ‘It’s good to be back,’ Amanda said. ‘And in the middle of a party as well.’ She looked a little wry. ‘A little entertainment will be pleasant before the deluge.’ Sarek’s eyes flicked to Kirk, a considering look. ‘My wife speaks figuratively,’ he said, ‘in the tradition of her people. Deluges are not common on Vulcan.’ ‘My husband speaks circumspectly,’ Amanda said, just as dryly, ‘in the tradition of his.’” End ID]

Amanda and Sarek are as charming as ever.

[Text ID: “Jim was mildly surprised to see that to his other rank tags and decorations, McCoy had added a small, understated IDIC. ‘If I didn’t know you better,’ he said, ‘I’d think you were going native. When did you get that?’ ‘Today in the gift shop, when you were looking at the snowball paperweights with Mount Seleya in them. Tackiest things I ever saw.’ ‘Yes,’ Spock said; ‘they were imported from Earth.’ ‘You be quiet. We can’t let these people leave the Federation, Jim. At least not until they teach us how to make tasteful souvenirs.’” End ID]

Just this.

[Text ID: “There was Sreil, the burly, brown-haired biologist from the Academy, and T’Madh, a little bright-eyed woman of great age and curiosity, a computer programmer; and her son Savesh, who when asked what he did, said, ‘I am a farmer,’ with a sort of secret satisfaction that hinted he thought his job better than any of the more technical ones that the people around him held. Jim had to smile; the thought of a Vulcan farmer was slightly funny, even though there naturally had to be some. But the image of a Vulcan in coveralls, chewing on a stalk of hay, kept coming up and having to be repressed.” End ID]

I love Savesh the Vulcan farmer!

[Text ID: “’Jim,’ he said, ‘the best translation of nehau would be an old word: “vibes.” The feeling-in-your-bones that something gives you. It’s highly subjective.’ ‘Right. Go on, Savesh.’ ‘Well, Captain, I have heard numerous Vulcans say that losing the Federation and the Earth people would be no particular loss, because they had bad nehau, and that could not fail to affect us sooner or later.. But I must tell you that I find your nehau not objectionable at all; pleasant, even.’ End ID]

Vulcan wanting to leave the Federation because the ~vibes~ are off.

[Text ID: “His grasp of dialect and idiom as amazing for anybody, off-planet or on. He once reduced the President of the United States—then a ceremonial post, but one much loved by the people who lived within the old borders—to tears of laughter at a state dinner, by delivering a learned dissertation on computer data storage technology in a flawless Texan accent. The lady was later heard to propose an amendment to the Constitution to allow off-worlders to hold high public office, so that she could have him for her running mate in the next election.” End ID]

I would give anything to hear Sarek do a perfect Texas accent.

[Text ID: “—but when Amanda became annoyed over what she perceived as his smugness about being right, her eyes would flash and she would become splendidly insulting, usually in bizarre Anglish idiom that Sarek found as refreshing as it was annoying. She caused him to laugh out loud for the first time in many years when she told him, after a disagreement over the translation of the word for war, that he should only grow headfirst in the ground like a turnip. Later that month, when he was right about something again and made the mistake of not immediately down-playing it, she issued him with a formal malediction, wishing that the curse of Mary Malone and her nine blind orphan children might pursue him so far over the hills and the seas that God Almighty couldn’t find him with a radio telescope. Sarek laughed so hard at that that he entirely lost his breath, and Amanda panicked and started to give him cardiopulmonary resuscitation, which was useless, because his heart was somewhere other than the spot on which she was pounding. It took him nearly an hour to recover: he kept laughing. He had never been cursed like that before, not even by union leaders, and it was very refreshing.” End ID]

This dynamic is perfect, no notes.

[Text ID: “The next night they sat in the Rec Deck again, in the middle of a large impromptu party that was going on around them by way of celebration. The sense of relief in the ship was palpable. A group of about a hundred crewfolk, mostly human, had surrounded Spock earlier in the evening and sung ‘For He’s A Jolly Good Fellow,’ accompanied by twenty crewmen on kazoos. Sarek had been given champagne.” End ID]

I really hope the TOS Enterprise has crew performances like on Next Gen. This kazoo band needs to be heard! Also, I can perfectly picture Spock’s annoyed-but-tolerant expression as he resigns himself to the kazoo serenade.

Thank you @dianeduane for making me laugh!

[screamintoad]

TWST oc Agate Fang

“I would watch where you’re going. Go too far or you’ll be drowned.”

Voice claim: Rin-Fruits Basket

Character info

  Agate has a habit of intimidating new people due to her stature but if you were to talk to her you would realize she’s actually very reserved and timid. In her first year it was common for Savanaclaw students to get into fights with her, it was a solid 80% win rate for Agate. It was almost a game to the rowdy students to see who could win in a fight against her.

  Growing up in the harsh environment of the deep sea left Agate’s childhood filled with scares. Lack of food, no stable home, and her father constantly moving in and out of her life. Her mother wasn’t the most motherly either, it’s everyone for themselves down in the deep. Being half fae and half merfolk gave her a huge sense of curiosity but, growing up in the deepest part of the ocean caused her to be wary of new things. One day when she was young, she swam up to where she could actually feel the sun’s rays through the water. For the first time in her life, she felt warmth. In her amazement she failed to notice a pair of eel merfolk watching her until one barreled into her. They spun her around and proclaimed they wanted to play with “The Great Dragon of the Depths!” Whatever that entailed. These twins had fun with her for she was the first kid their age to be faster and bigger and stronger than them. Later on, the tweels introduced her to Azul and the group have been quite the close quartet since.

Fun facts: She works as a bouncer/bodyguard at Monstro Lounge. Because of her strong digestive system, she has the bad? Good? Habit of drinking any potions. Being on the Spelldrive team gives her a good way to let loose all of her pent up energy. Her markings intensity while glowing indicate the emotion she’s feeling, dim is bashfulness or happiness whereas bright indicate embarrassment or anger/frustration.

Basic info

Age: 17

Height: 189cm, 6’2. Merform length: 40ft

B-day: April 1st (Aries)

Dominant hand: Right

Family: Unnamed mother and father

Nicknames: Madame dragon de mer (Rook), Leafy (Floyd)

2nd year

Class C

Club: Spelldrive club

Best subject: P.E

Hobbies: Collecting shiny things

Pet peeve: Her own insecurities 

Favorite food: Ice. She chews ice

Least favorite food: Anything pickled

Talent: Putting anything to good use

Unique magic: One with the Sea

She can turn invisible in water. The body of water needs to be at least up to her knees for the spell to work

Character dynamics

Azul: Despite knowing each other for so long, they tend to bicker a lot. Agate doesn’t agree to his shady methods with his contracts which is the main topic of arguments. But, she still sees him as family and will make sure he takes a break. Yes, she has thrown him before. Yes, she will do it again.

Jade: Mushroom man. No, seriously, if he thinks a mushroom is poisonous he’ll have her bite it to check. Worst thing that’ll happen is she’ll vomit it back up. Jade is the twin that she winds down with. They regularly have self care nights where they’ll drink whatever tea that Jade previously made and chat about both student life and their families.

Floyd: On the verge of biting him. Agate won’t say she’s particularly closer with either twin but she’s definitely closer to Floyd. They roughhouse almost daily and it actually helps them get any pent up energy out. It also helps if either of them have been stressed recently because they’ll yell vent to each other while doing so. She tends to humor him whenever his mood randomly switches, matching her energy accordingly.

Vil: She’s looked up to him ever since she came to land and learned about fashion. She takes notes on his lectures because she wants to appear more confident and not as scary.

Ruggie: They met when he failed to try and steal her snack. This went on for a few months, of them taking turns trying to steal from the other. Eventually they started talking and figured out that there’s always a rough place somewhere. Both on land and in the sea.

[wolfish-trickster]

Unknown, Uni, Us

University AU

Choso x female!reader

3/?

Word count: 2,6K

Summary: after entering university and taking down your rose tinted glasses you saw how ugly your highschool friends' personalities really were. You even start to think you'll spend the rest of your university life all alone. Little did you know you caught the eye of a quiet goth guy with a reputation. Will your heart be ever able to trust someone, anyone, again?

Warnings: typos, angst, fluff, slowburn, slow beginings, slightly ooc

Taglist: @onebatch--twobatch @theirlgarfield

Next day rolled around faster than you expected. Thankfully today's classes aren't starting sooner than noon so you have enough time for yourself. And also to mentally prepare yourself for a certain someone.

After spending some time with Choso's actual friends you didn't see him as threatening as before, rumors about him be damned. He introduced you to his younger brother Yuji, told you about Yuji's twin Sukuna, and after seeing how much love he holds for both of them you quickly forgot about everything you heard about him from others. Almost.

His resting 'I'll kill you if you even sneeze in a way I don't like' face still causes shivers to run down your spine. And you've only known him for what, a day? You got to be careful.

After laying in your bed and thinking about the goth guy for about an hour you finally decided to get up and properly start the day. You locked yourself in the bathroom for nearly half an hour. It didn't bother anyone since both of your parents were in their jobs anyways. You didn't mind, you liked being alone. Or rather, were conditioned to like it. It's the only thing you've ever known.

You brushed your teeth, scrubbed your face with one of your mom's gels, you even attempted to style your hair. Stuff you usually didn't bother to do unless you were going outside among other peaople. This was just school. You saw people walk in ripped sweatpants on the regular, you yourself wasn't better, prioritizing comfort over looking pretty. So why were you standing infront of your wardrobe and for the first time in your life thought 'damn, I got nothing to wear'. Was this because you had someone you were hoping to see? Or hoping for him to see you?

You shook your head in an attempt to throw all of these unwanted thoughts about Choso out of your head. He's only being nice to you, nothing else. You can't get this attached to everyone who shows you common decency.

"Fuck it," you exclaimed and threw on your go to whenever you wanted to look nicer than usual: beige wide pants and fluffy striped white and blue sweater. It started to snow outside, that sweater will warm you up nicely in the freezing auditorium.

In the end it was a good deciosion not to style your hair. When you finally arrived at school your hair was not only damp from the melting snow but also blown to all directions. Next time you'll bring a hat as well and won't rely only on your jacket's hood.

There wasn't a single person infront of the auditorium. You arrived ridiculously early again. At least it gave you some time to groom yourself in the bathroom. As nasty as uni's toilets were they had mirrors. Using your fingers you combed your hair down and shook out the wetness as much as you could. Hopefully it'll dry up before anyone can see you.

Returning back to wait for the class yoh noticed a small group of people already standing there and chatting. Maybe they had a class prior to this one. You shrugged and sat down. You didn't know any of them. No need to socialize.

Before you could even pull out your sketchbook you felt someone sit down next to you. "Hey."

You jumped. Did you do something wrong? You looked up and saw Choso. His hair and clothes were completely dry. He must be part of that group of people standing afar. "Oh, hey," you smiled at him.

"Killing time again?" he tapped your empty pages.

You nodded. "I got here a little too early, so."

He hummed. "I guess you had nothing before this class, huh?"

"Yeah, do you belong to them?" you pointed behind him at the chattering group.

"Unfortunately."

"Unfortunately? Why?" you tilted your head. "They look okay."

"Half of them are going on my nerves and I hardly know the other half," he leaned his forearms on his thighs. "I don't know how I'll survive the next few years with them."

"Oh don't worry," you patted him on his bent back, "the group arrangements are changing every semester."

"Oh thank fuck," he threw his head back and finally smiled. Such a cute smile on such a scary looking face looks both uncanny and to die for at the same time. Such a shame you can't take a picture right now.

Suddenly he turned his head to you and you quickly pulled your hand from his back. "Maybe we'll be in the same group next semester?"

You chuckled but knew you didn't have that kind of luck. "Yeah, maybe."

Still softly smiling he fully leaned against the backrest. He really was cute for a goth. In the corner of your eye you saw the group pointing at you and him and whispering to eachother. You looked at them fully which made them form a circle showing you their backs, still whispering. Quickly before Choso could hear you asked him: "are you leaving for the Christmas?"

He opened his eye and looked at you. "No, why?"

You shrugged. "No reason, just wanted to know more about you."

"That's sweet," he remarked and sat up straighter, no longer leaning back. "I live here so I'm not going anywhere."

"Oh how nice, me too!" you turned your whole body to face him, "maybe we've met eachother before. Which elementary school did you attend? You didn't go to ky highschool, that's for sure," you thought outloud. How funny would it be if the two of you have played as children a long time ago.

"Oh I didn't grow up here," he corrected. "My parents lived on a completely opposite side of the state. I moved here after Yuji and Sukuna started attending highschool."

"Oh," you cringed at how stupidly mistaken you were. "What happened to your parents? You don't talk anymore?"

"They died."

You could die too, but from embarassment. "Oh, I'm so sorry," you covered your mouth, "I didn't mean to," you mumbled into your palms.

"Don't worry," he rubbed your shoulder reassuringly, "you didn't know. It's fine."

His touch was spreading warmth all over your body. Having a thick winter jacket on was no longer comfortable, you were practically melting underneath. Not in a good way. You unzipped it to cool down. Choso's eyes drifted down on your sweater. "That colour suits you."

"Really?" all the heat from your body traveled to your cheeks, "thanks, it's my favourite."

"I can see why," he smiled and unzipped his own coat to reveal a knitted black and purple sweater with some holes patched by safety pins here and there, "this is my favourite."

"Doesn't look very warming," you said and pinched it between your fingers. Whoever knitted it used needles way too big. Or was this a gothic trend?

Choso shrugged. "I don't get cold. Me, Gojo and Geto have been swimming in freezing waters for few years. Since then I forgot what being cold feels like."

"Cool," you said and Choso chuckled at your unintended pun. "I didn't mean it like that, "you jokingly punched his chest. It was rock hard. You gulped.

"Hey, it was cute."

The longer the two of you talked the more and more people arrived. Thankfully most of them ignored both of you, or intentionally avoided you. Either way you were happy. It gave you more time in this small bubble you created with him.

Soon enough your bubble moved from the couches to the auditorium. The two of you sat to the very front row. Ironically the only row the professor didn't really notice, despite how close to him it was. It gave you enough freedom to exchange small notes. Something you've always wanted to do with someone.

You talked about all sorts of things during the class, barely paying attention to it. You told him your plans for Christmas holidays, he told you about all sorts of mischief Sukuna always did while their parents were still alive, you even offered him to meet up and study for finals if he wanted.

I'll think about it, was his answer. Not an outright no. You could live with that.

Eventually the class ended. It passed by way sooner than any other class you were on. Usually the classes drag on and on and by the time they finally end you're extremely close to sleep. But this one flashed by like a lightning. It was a shame. You could've spend more time with him.

"By the way," he started as he wrapped his coat around him, "are you busy on New year's?"

You gave it at a thought. Your mom's colleague and your dad's brother and his family were invited. Both of them are giant jokers, meeting with either of them meant a lot of fun and laughter for everyone involved. They never met before and you were beyond excited for these legends to meet. But if Choso's suggesting what you assume he's suggesting... "My parents have something planned but I'm not really needed, why?"

"Gojo's planning a New year's party. Everyone you've met yesterday will be there, plus two more guys if Gojo persuades them. All of them gushed about you and wanted to spend more time together," he added.

His words made your heart flutter. His friends liked you? Is this what being wanted feels like? You couldn't stop the wide smile from blooming on your face. "I'll ask my parents about it."

"Great," he said and pulled out his phone, "can you write your number here? So we can keep in touch."

Embarassed you had to pull your own phone out. "Sorry, I don't have my number memorized," you apolgized as you found it in your contacts and typed it into Choso's phone, "no one asks me for it. Usually just my instagram..."

He hummed. "No worries, I'll find you there as well if that makes you more comfortable."

Both of you stood up and made your way to the exit. Your good mood got spoiled by a sight of your old highschool school mate. Stella was once again sitting at the back of the room. She spotted you and you wished you could teleport home. "Hey girl," she greeted and you plastered a smile on your face.

"Hi, how are you?"

"Just great, the semester is almost ending. Oh and Sasha is coming back for holidays. We can go somewhere like we used to!" she chattered happily.

That's the last thing you want though. "I'm sorry Stell," you interrupted, "but I'll be studying for finals."

"All holidays?" she asked looking you up and down suspiciously.

"Yeah, you know how long it takes me to learn stuff," you said sheepishly and resisted the urge to hide yourself in your jacket.

In the end she just shrugged nonchalantly and trailed outside. "You'll change your mind. See ya!"

"Bye," you said weakly and sighed. This meeting was the last thing you wanted.

Choso was still standing behind you, confused as all hell. He looked at you, million questions in his eyes.

"Later," you told him. He nodded and both of you walked out the school. You felt a little guilty. He told you about his dead parents and you can't even tell him about the subtle betrayals you recieved from your old friends through the years.

A group of familiar people were standing among the falling snow infront of the school. It was just Choso's older friends today though, his twin brothers and their classmate were missing.

He smiled and raised his arm to greet them. You pulled up your hood, both to shield yourself from the snowflakes and from their gazes.

"Hey you too," Gojo greeted. With his all white outfit and his white hair he looked like a snowflake himself. An overgrown one. With shades. Those were still a mystery for you. It wasn't even that sunny outside.

Choso chatted with them abyout whatever while you stood aside awkwardly. You had nothing to talk about or say to them. They were basically strangers to you. Slowly you tried to sneak away. Unfortunately someone noticed. The medical sophomore Shoko. "And where do you think you're going?"

"Oh, uhm," you stuttered, "home?"

"Let me guess," she puffed out a cloud of smoke away from your face, "to study?"

You nodded.

She smiled and threw the finished cigarette to the snow covered ground. "I used to be like you too. Always studying, not taking a break because I felt like I was falling behind."

"Exactly!"

"Yeah, exactly. Let me give you advice Y/N," she hugged you around the shoulders and lead you after the boys who already started walking, "your brain needs time to recharge. There are two ways your nervous system works," she held up two fingers. "Sympathetic, which deals with flight-or-fight, and parasympathetic, which deals with relaxation. If you push sympathetic one way too far you risk breaking your brain. You'll be plagued by anxiety, unwillingness to eat, insomnia," she counted down on her fingers.

"Don't scare the poor girl Shoko," Geto scolded her.

"I'm not! I'm just warning her to not end up like me. Do you remember how many sleepless nights I had after my first semester?"

"How could I forget? You were calling me and Gojo every night, as if we could knock you into unconsciousness."

"Well and as a good doctor I'm trying to protect a mental wellbeing of our new friend."

You smiled. They are already concidering you a part of them.

Gojo's white hair snapped from Choso to the two of you. "Hey maybe you shouldn't. If insomnia ever haunts Y/N she could just call up Choso, right?" he nudged his gothic friend who groaned.

"That's right," Shoko mused, "his sleeping schedual is already wrecked and I'm sure he wouldn't mind if it's you."

You blushed at their teasing. But also took Shoko's prior advice to the heart. You really do need a break.

It was only then you noticed you were walking up the hill instead of down to the tram station. "Sorry, but," you unwrapped Shoko's arm from around you and stepped back, "I should go."

"Didn't you hear what I just told you?" Shoko pouted. Even Choso looked a little saddened.

"I did! I'm gonna go home, make myself a cup of tea and relax. I won't even touch my notes, I swear."

Choso narrowed his eyes. It was evident he didn't believe you. "We're going to pick up Yuji, Sukuna and Nobara and go to our favourite bar. Wanna join?" he said instead.

You thought about it. Bar? The only thing people your age dk in bars is get extremely drunk and bitch about stuff they barely understand. All your bar trips ended in utter disappointment so far. But that was with old friends. These people were older, more mature. Even Choso looked few years older than you. Besides you will be taking highschoolers with you too. With that responsibility there won't be a room for getting sloshed.

Plus your fingers were freezing and your body started to tremble under all of your layers of clothing. "Okay, sounds fun."

[phantom-heartbeat]

Does anyone with Cs/WCS wanna chat about it?

Does it feel like you're more of a zombie? A vampire? Something else?

Does it fluctuate or stay the same every episode?

What conditions do you have influence it and how (if any)?

What are the main and rare physical sensations?

What are tricks that help you? How did you find what works and what doesn't?

What makes it worse?

I'll start.

I often feel a mix of creatures, undead or generally nonhuman. But primarily zombie, vampire, siren or some sort of living dead thing that either isn't supposed to be on land or function like a living human.

It fluctuates a lot every episode, more often than not when I don't realize it is an episode i feel cybernetic or robotic, I'm only starting to recognize that as my more common episodes now. The more subtle ones at least.

My anemia, arthritis and other physical disabilities I have all effect it, but having DID means it can change and present differently based on who's fronting too.

My anemia makes me cold as a corpse most days, low blood circulation and pale complexion in top of being a walking icicle has made me a target for vampire comments growing up, my need for iron often feels like a thirst for blood. It can also feel like a hunger for flesh especially if I haven't eaten or slept properly when you take my Ed and insomnia into count.

The aches caused by my arthritis and chronic pain are more often than not soothed by water, making me feel like I need to go back to the ocean or sea to get out of this human skin and feel better and more free where my body is better suited. I often find myself violently scratching at my skin either because of eczema or something else which only contributes to the idea

That list goes on for a while

The main sensations are completely weighted like my body is just actual dead weight, heavy limbs and all, manual breathing switches on and my joints and limbs ache like they're going to fall off or are sore from being locked rigor mortis or because they're currently in rigor mortis. I'm not sure how to explain it but I'll also feel as if organs are missing.

There's also rarely ever feeling hunger and if I do it's cravings, not the sweet tooth kind, same with the need for other bodily functions.

Some rare feelings are a drill going through my head, not in the headache sense, my heart briefly stopping, things crawling on or under my skin, electricity running through my body and my teeth changing.

Tricks that sometimes help me are eating something, a snack or a meal just help me remember the body still needs it, checking for my pulse though it can be a hit or miss if the episode is really bad, and something cold like ice to shock my senses into resetting and waking up.

I found out most of them through anxiety attacks or times I felt really sick, I just kept using them because they seemed to help. There was a bit of trial and error, I found people reassuring me I'm alive and basically reality checking me doesn't help at all just makes me uncomfortable to be around them at worst and in one ear out the other at best. Often when someone tries giving me reassurance my brain treats it as a bold faced lie.

Mentally my depression and trauma or triggers all make the episodes worse, especially if I have trouble finding my pulse on my neck out of panic, or times I just can't taste things or my senses feel off. But overall times I feel sick are when my brain starts getting convinced I'm on my deathbed any second now or the body has finally given up.

I'm happy to answer any questions

What's it like for you?

[nteabodies]

Qui gon has a space youtube channel where he uploads videos of cool plants and reviews books on space botany with the occasional random footage of jedi stuff. The content is either very dry or very chaotic with shaky cam and somewhat blurry footage.

He made the account when he was a padawan after Dooku (nursing a headache from Qui Gon's latest hyperfixation) wearily asked him to channel his love for plants somewhere else at least until this migraine subsides, padawan

He realises that he actually loves making videos and chatting endlessly to a camera. His first few videos end up being 3 to 4 hours long and focuses on obscure plants and random books he found in Dookus room

The jedi Council is a little illiterate when it comes to social media (it hasnt caused any problems for the order yet so its pretty much unregulated) so QuiGon isn't actually breaking any rules when he posts videos without making them private. Many jedi do have social media accounts but they tend to use it for more professional purposes, so Qui Gon's channel slips under the radar with an average of like 5 views per video.

He continues using the channel as a botany/cute animals/philosophy/ranting outlet throughout his apprenticeship.

Once he's knighted he has less time to upload videos so his most common type of videos end up being those 20 second to 1 minute clips ft. Something Funny or Something Cool or just blurry footage with unintelligible audio.

Ofc when he gets padawans, he also posts random vids of them when he catches them in 4k doing sth stupid/cute.

By the time obi wan comes around, qui gon's space youtube channel has like, 50 short videos of feemor and xanatos doing things like petting tookas, failing spectacularly at executing a flashy ataru form, being sappy while high on painkillers, running away from qui gon as he holds a flesh-eating parasite towards them and shouts 'why are you running?' etc etc

At this point he has about 20 or so regular viewers who either think he's roleplaying a jedi or are members of the jedi order who find it hilarious (mainly Qui-Gon's friends and, for some reason, Master Yoda)

Anw the point of this is to lead to the premise of one of his videos going viral during the clone wars (possibly the one of general kenobi when he was 14 doing a backflip and landing on his face. Or the one of him sleeping while half his body is dangling outside a window. Or the one where he does this).

It's good PR for the jedi bc it shows them as slightly chaotic but peaceful people who are at their core just like everyone else (idiots).

It's memed to the extent that it reaches the eyes of the Jedi Council and Anakin who immediately like brings it to obi wan like "Master is this really you??"

Obi Wan randomly discovering this treasure trove of videos that shows so much of the person his master used to be, missing his dad so much but at the same time feeling a little betrayed that Qui Gon uploaded such embarrassing videos to a public forum where anyone could view it: you are haunting me from beyond the grave master

And the channel has both clips of Qui Gon and Obi wan as padawans, so there would definitely be fan compilation videos comparing their feral padawan energy. Obi Wan feels seen bc no one used to believe him when he told them that calm Master Jinn was actually crazier than him but now he finally has proof but then angst bc Qui Gon is not there so he can't rub his face in it :(

Anakin and ahsoka discovering that their cool and calm master used to be wilder and more feral than them before qui gon died and left him to raise a child: that's actually very sad.

The general public seeing Dooku in the bg of qui gon's padawan videos: is General Kenobi... fighting a war... against his jedi grandpa?

Anw this can go two ways: either this is just a cute thing that happened during the clone wars and everything else happened the same as canon OR it inadvertently saves the galaxy

Canon: the videos make everyone involved Feel Things but don't change their actions. The empire never gets around to banning the channel so Obi wan uses it as one of his last sources of comfort in the desert as he watches over luke. Once he reconnects with Qui-Gon's force ghost, they bond by watching old videos from the channel. Years later, Luke discovers Obi Wans old datapad and inadvertently finds out about the original viral video and the channel. It ends up being a very good reference for painting a picture of jedi life pre-empire. Luke uses it as a reference when building his jedi academy but not before spending a solid hour laughing at the padawan kenobi fail compilations

AU:

Dooku watching some of the videos and all the fluff (and possibly seeing the vlog where padawan qui gon talks about the differences between attachments and love with regards to jedi and bringing up his bond with dooku): Actually maybe I can leave the jedi order and make positive change without becoming a sith lord. Maybe I can help the jedi order without agreeing with everything they do.

Anakin watching the same video on attachments vs love and going to obi wan

Anakin: Do you love me master?

Obi wan: ???

Obi wan: You are my brother anakain??? Of course I love you??? But why are you asking me?? Are you okay?? Do you have something to confess perhaps?? Like about a senator?? A senator that has a name beginning with a p??

Anakin, panicking: Ah yes p-pa-palpatine did tell me a strange story about a wise sith lord when we went for our weekly bonding session yesterday

Obi wan: I -

Obi wan: I meant your marriage to Padme actually but wtf there is a lot to unpack there.

And anakin is just reeling from the fact that

1) obi wan loves him

2) obi wan knew about padme and didn't say anything

So he doesn't get angery when Obi wan brings the palpy matter to the jedi Council and investigates him. Then add in a few well-timed coincidences bc this is a fix it and yay palpy overthrown!!

Anakin prolly voluntarily leaves the order and becomes a happy trophy husband for Padme after a long talk with Obi wan about his future where he reevaluates his life decisions. ("Anakin you will be my brother whether or not you're in the order")

Obi wan meets Qui Gons force ghost and does get to rub it in his face that he was a less feral padawan than Qui Gon.

And they all lived happily ever after except palpatine who died angrily ever after.

[lehnsherrrr]

Fanfic takes (either controversial or common I don’t know)

I just want to say that I hope I don’t offend or upset anyone with this post, I’ve been reading fanfiction for 9 years and I’ve never been able to talk about it until this very moment. Just want to know if anyone relates.

First of all, I’m sorry but I absolutely cannot stand a fic that’s written in the style of a group chat.

Like:

David69: Hey

Jones420: Whatsup

It’s so unnatural, it doesn’t make sense, it always feels forced. I don’t mind a group chat segment cause I understand that may be hard to describe, but the whole thing? Come on man, you’ve obviously got the idea, no shame in just trying to write it normally. I love creativity but I CANNOT with it.

Then it’s like obvious things, or I’d like to think they’re obvious. Punctuation.

Bad punctuation will ruin your whole fic no matter how good your idea or descriptions are, no matter how many words or chapters. I will assume you are 12. You don’t have to understand what one of these ; does, just at least know when there’s supposed to be a paragraph.

I can’t believe the amount of fics I’ve abandoned because two different people would have dialogue in the same paragraph. Come on man.

It’s forgivable if you are actually young (but I don’t want to be reading fanfiction written by someone young, no offence younger me) or if English is not your first language. That being said, I’m mostly sure that punctuation is pretty similar for most languages.

If you struggle like I do/did with things such as how long sentences should be, rereading it always helps. Especially if you leave some time between writing it and proof reading. So often I’ll come back to my work and be like “tf was I trying to say??? Is that even English??”

Better yet, use an ai voice to read it for you. Love a bit of ethical use of ai. (There’s apps that have voices that have been bought and not stolen.) ((but no one’s gonna hurt you if you want to hear Morgan freeman read out your smut shot))

Also Grammarly is free, it can scan your text and tell you what could be improved.

This one might be a me thing, like a “what do yall know about them” sort of situation. Mischaracterisation is obviously a crime unless it’s an au specifically about that, BUT, I mean specifically their dialogue.

I’m autistic (if you couldn’t tell) and have synthesisia, so this might be different for me, but I can hear the characters talking before I write it. I can hear exactly how they’d respond and what words they’d use, their little movements and body language they’d make while saying it. So when I read a fic that writes 2 middle aged men like they’re texting teenagers, I get a little peeved. It’s not the biggest crime, I will continue to read anyway, but I often separate those characters from the source material in my head. I’m reading a fanfiction about these characters, they gotta be those characters, not just people with the same names and features.

Honestly being me I’d probs write a million more things here, I’m a professional hater. To be honest though I do enjoy hating, I think it’s a love language of sorts. I like to pay attention. I also feel bad when I can see that an author probs had a good idea but I just cannot read it. I’d never ever ever leave a comment saying anything, not even a “hey girly! Just so yk you need to use paragraphs!” Sort of comment. I just hope people learn from their own mistakes and develop as they get experience.

Anyway.

PEACE AND LOVE

Plz share any more grievances in the comments or reposts, love a good yap!

[joculatrixster]

I respect that you have concerns about possible homophobia behind criticism of Scott, but your post about it used some inaccurate information.

Grian cheating is actually a recurring plot point in many desert duo fanfics. It isn't ignored. The difference is that when discussing the CCs, Grian's cheating was actually a result of wanting to switch up his content (Double Life happened after a post on the Hermitcraft subreddit where Grian was criticized for always grouping up with Scar and Mumbo), while behavior towards Jimmy often doesn't have as clear of an OOC reason for it.

Furthermore, Scott isn't the only one who gets flack for how he treats Jimmy - to use a recent example, people had major issues with Sausage's behavior towards Jimmy in Minecraft SOS. To use an older example, Jimmy had to reassure chat in one of his Raft streams that he was okay with how Grian, Joel, and fWhip (all married to women) were treating him, and even repeated that reassurance when he cut it down into a shorter video.

It's also important to note that Scott isn't the only LGBTQ content creator in the MCYT sphere. Joey Graceffa is gay; Lizzie, Gem, and Cleo are bi; Shubble is ace. You also make assumptions in your post that Pearl is straight, which we don't know for sure, as she's private about her personal life. While she has a boyfriend (at least I'm pretty sure he's a boyfriend), she often refers to him as a roommate instead of a boyfriend, and she could very well be bi/pan or ace. We don't know, and assuming people are straight as default can cause issues.

i kkmow scott isnt the only queer one brother ive been into mcyt since i was 10 i dont need u to explain to me who is and isnt queer im an og lizzie fan😭

firslty man saying that grian thing is. stupid. im sorry. no, saying there is a reason grajn as the person didnt wanna group up w scar so his character cheating makes sense yet scott who explained why he didnt wanna team up w pearl and instead went w cleo but u claim there was no real reason to do that even tho rp reasons is just as fine of a reason is just. strange. ike even if scott did it just bc he wanted to for no other reason than teasing jimmy that doesnt justifiy making him out to be an abuser or making posts anaylizing how he makes jimmy uncomfortable/is weird to jimmy specifically which ive Seen Multiple. scott and jimmy have always had a bit of a rivalryand its just fucking weisd ppl make out scotts teasing as inherently toxic yet say nothing about grian or joels teasing

also ive never seen grian vilinized or made scars abuser if this is a common hc its not one ive seen, just unpacking the cheating is not the same thing as making grian scars abuser or making him clearly seen as negative all portrayls Ive Personally seen paint grian in a sympathetic light and the fandom as a whole does that in general w bad actions grian does. pretending its of a similar caliber is just strange considering how blorbofied grian is and how ppl r convinced scott is literally maliciouly trying to hurt jimmy In Real Life like dude be so fucking fr rn

ill admit i dont watch sos nor raft streams but im calling out ppl who r calling scott specifically abusive and ive literally never seen anyone as vilinized as scott in fics i can think off the top of my head 3 fics ive seen where scott is the vilian and portrayed as jimmys abuser which is NOT true for anyone u mentioned. if u havent seen this i understand u might think jimmy expressing boundaries about his friends is the same thing which is a valid point to bring up but im specifically pointing out how it is normalized tto have scott specifically be an abuser or cruel villian which is NOT the same as fans expressing concern over if some ppl r going too far w the bit. thats fine genuinely

ur right i did assume about pearl i shouldn't have i dont rlly watch her thats also on me but also doesn't take away the point i was saying. literally her being bi aroace or even a lesbian does not take away the point i made about reducing her character to the violent female hysteria but also tragic victim of scott. as an agender aroace lesbain...buddy i know straight aint the default. when i talk about misogyny and homophobia the point is the misogyny and homophobia. im sorry i called someone who hasnt come out at all yet straight i dont assume someone is queer until proven otherwise bc thats just weird to assume. i just literally never saw pearl included in queer mcyt creator talks ever but assuming she isnt straight doesnt change literally anything about the mysongy or weird homophobua that only scott is portrayed in a negative light for actions he does in double life

[brandwhorestarscream]

Have you got any hcs you give to different frame types like in behaviours or habits and culture. Like miners, warframe.seekers, praxian etc.

I always find it so hard to find other world building lore and hcs on other frame types. Usually only seeker stuff which I love. Just don’t know anything about grounders.

Oh and if you know any places I can find some please recommend them. :]

I've been holding onto this ask for a little while and I really wanna do it well but. All I have concretely are seeker thoughts (._. )

Sooo time to wing it and talk about the few things that I do have! I could talk to you about the entire political sphere of Vos and the intricacies of its independent society, but... I don't have near as much detail and planning for any of the other cities. I guess the only ones that come close are Polyhex and Crystal City, but that's not what we're here for

I'm rambling. I'll stop now. ANYWAY. Thoughts about warframes... 🤔 admittedly these may not be very spicy, but have some more homey ones, typically set in the context before or void of their oppression:

- Warframes in general are very touchy but private people. Under unfamiliar eyes they may seem cold and apathetic or even disdainful, but in a comfortable social context they're actually rather tactile. Not just in the very tender ways seen among close family, but I'm more playful, heavy ways among friends. Many activities were social for them, and they tend to form strong bonds with their groups and clans. Bathing was one of the most common social activities, helping wash each other's backs and preening transformation seams.

- Frametypes best suited for mining really, really enjoy a good cave so long as it's not functioning as a prison. Many of them have very sensitive optics, meant to see in near complete darkness, so strobe lights or particularly bright sunshine will have them flinching back before their vision adjusts. Yoo long in too bright light can cause optic strain or even migraines, if they're unlucky. Caves are the perfect remedy for that, and most miners really love a dark, personalized place with natural walls on all sides and a ceiling above them. Perfect, dark, safe den

- Next is the Praxians. My most outstanding idea for them is that their chevrons and doorwings are very important sensory organs. Their wings function almost like a second pair of optics, reading changes in the wind and the airspace behind them, giving them a much more articulate awareness yo their surroundings than most. On the other side, their chevrons are very sensitive, packed with nearly 3x the normal amount of sensory nodes compared to the rest of their bodies. With it they can detect changing moisture or gases in the air, as well as more acutely hone in on scents and temperature changes. In Praxian families, the most intimate form of greeting or comfort is to press one's forehead against another's, letting their chevrons line up and gently touch. Done right, it can stimulate warmth and calm just as holding something warm in your hands can, and to touch someone's chevron without their position is the gravest insult

Sorry there's not more of these! I tried my best, so I hope you were at least a little entertained 😅 if you wanna chat more about any of these, you know where to find me ^-^

[deathberi]

wellll since they blocked me and i cant reply, might as well subject them to my few followers 😂 maybe anyone got something like this too? 😛

thing is i know who this content creator is. not know-know them but like i’ve always known their active content creating url (feat. my fbi skills). the so tired and all is so exaggerated bc they have me blocked for like how many years now! (surely at least 3yrs! i got blocked before because i also “just liked” their stuff when i put them on queue too 😭 and they spammed me cold anons then) until recently i saw a post of them somewhere in suggested and i was like woah shit im unblocked now?? so like my usual normal thing, i liked that post (bc i actually love the edit!!!! babe we have a few common fandoms let me rb ur works albeit queued) and put it on my queue because hello i have a queue set up???

“it’s people like you that cause content creator to quit” 🤡🤡🤡 yeah sure tell that to me and my content creating ass who never quit even when i get 20 notes on some sets and 1:10 rb to like ratios on others

i remember their cc url all this time bc its a nice and easy to remember one (cant give too much hint might give them away). and yeah i agree the likers-only club suck and kill the vibe sometimes!!! but why you gotta be too hard on the queue girlies too!!!??? arent we doing good work by getting the posts up again when it has reached downtime? well sorry i have few followers maybe its useless getting rb’d by me 👻 also maybe im just wasting my time typing this bc its really their hobby to block anyone who doesnt instant rb but hahahaha it’s bc im on a happy hour call at work and tumblr’s dumb chat sound played so loudly and they were like what was thaaaat lol

tldr liker-onlies suck to some extent! like look what you make content creators feel! unfortunately we have this extreme case from interesting url-san 😬 but please i never even thought about blocking the likers only club (bc guess what—likes are still notes!!!!!) and im not even one of them so please take this energy away from me HAHA

[rayssyscourse]

here's a bit of a hot take.

if your inability to regulate your emotions in regards to a certain kind of alter or topic is effecting how you moderate a server and are causing other people to be frustrated at best and absolutely miserable at worst, then maybe you shouldn't label that server as a safe space for everyone. coming from personal experience that created new trauma for us. we have an alter that, innerworld, is 10 years old. however they are not a child in every other way and their role directly deals with many things that would not be appropriate to discuss in an age regression space. however they were put in there anyways regardless of how they felt about it and. yeah good things didn't happen.

tldr: if you can't mentally handle the varied experiences systems can have, then the least you can do is to clarify that it's not a safe space for everyone. being caught off guard sucks.

yeah wait okay, this seems more specific so i can't give you any insightful community-wide wisdom (that's TOTALLY what I do here, me and my insight are very sophisticated /s) but that's... so weird??? first of all, young alters =/= age regression; it's unfortunately pretty common for young alters to be trauma holders or just have to deal with age-inappropriate matters because of the nature of how dissociative disorders form. (idk if you have a CDD or not, but just in general) hell, we have a child alter somewhere around 10-12 (it's kind of unclear) who unfortunately took the brunt of a traumatic incident we had several years back. forcing young alters to go to agere spaces is just a terrible idea because a) the young alters are gonna feel torn between either talking about inappropriate stuff with a bunch of children, or just not getting support at all, which i imagine was supposed to be the point of the server, and b) now you're making it worse for the actual age regressors in that chat because their safe/sfw space isn't, well... safe anymore. if they were really upset for some reason, they should have just kicked you out of the server (a dick move but would at least be over and done with), not forced you into a situation where you and potentially others would just be miserable and stressed out. pointless and harmful; the exact opposite of what support groups are supposed to be. sorry that happened to you anon :(

[theophagie-remade]

I wanna go on and on about a thing and 'tis my premise

Now, to the scene that kicked off the Cursed Subplot

First and foremost, one of my grievances with it is that Aoyama's comment is pretty much out of nowhere. Despite having had little to no interaction with Uraraka prior to this, somehow he knows her enough to tell what she's thinking, and the audience is just supposed to accept this. >_>? Ultimately his comment has no purpose other than that of making Uraraka aware that she's got something going on, but it just feels unsatisfactory, cheap, and out of place. I've seen theorises that he wanted to fail the exam on purpose to avoid going to the summer camp (thus, avoiding to aid AFO), but that still doesn't explain how he Just Knew which button to push

Having said that, it's Interesting_Meme.jpeg that this isn't the first time something went bad for Uraraka after she tried to use Midoriya as a reference [see: the Sports Festival arc, "I'll win just like Deku!" -> loses immediately after she has this thought]. And I say "bad" for a reason: in a real fight, this distraction would have killed her. Hell, she still could have gotten injured if Thirteen hadn't reacted in time. It's exactly the same thing that happened during the first mock battle supervised by All Might: the fact that this was an exercise is what allowed her to pass

And there's quite some satisfaction/vindication to knowing that it's not just me, random reader, who says this

"Always be conscious of who you are"... i.e. possibly thee sentence that is most relevant to her character arc in the whole manga

With the added detail that Toga was a character created specifically for her, and that Uraraka was developed to match Toga, it's hard to see how "being just like the person you like" could have anything but negative results. Toga's case is more complex because of the combination of natural urges she feels due to her quirk and the abuse and neglect she suffered at the hands of society, and I don't personally believe that "she's just mistaken" about love and admiration being connected, as some people say, but the core idea of Identity is the same. Becoming (just like) someone else means giving up on everything that makes you you, and Uraraka has been "punished" for having tried to. While she hasn't explicitly said anything about it (yet) ("chat about love" I am so terrified of what could come out of you), it's only with the shift to "I can be inspired by Deku" that she effectively stops stacking losses or half-assed results. And I guess that thinking about it as a shift to something constructive rather than as a full suppression of feelings does solve at least the contradiction of "If Toga suppression = bad, why Uraraka suppression = good?" (I still think "I can teach you, Toga, how love should actually be!" would be a TERRIBLE thing though btw)

This is one of the instances where the japanese text may help a lot, because "bottling feelings up" and "keeping feelings under control" do share a common repression element to them, but at the same time they aren't the same

I do think that on its own this is a good approach to love as a theme, but as things currently stand, (excluding things like Uraraka being sidelined so often and the lack of interaction with other characters) my gripes with Horikoshi are: the interference of other characters (Aoyama, Mina) is annoying; it's ultimately disappointing that, as far as the relationship side of things is concerned, everything is on Uraraka's shoulders alone. Midoriya merely is an unaware external cause, and this lack of reciprocity not only renders the prospect of a possible future relationship between them completely unappealing and bland (if the standards for romance are supposed to be a character thinking "Oh, A Cute Girl I just met is talking to me!"... *side eye*), but personally it also... makes him feel like an intruder. When I think about "the love subplot", it's Uraraka and Toga that immediately come to my mind, with Midoriya just being an annoying afterthought, because he's only indirectly involved and... that's it ("he's just standing there... menacingly!")

[burnwater13]

Concept art by Nick Gindraux, depicts the Mandalorian shooting at battle droids on a ship, while his companions look on. Image from The Mandalorian, Season 1, Episode 6, The Prisoner. Calendar by DataWorks.

Who were these ‘friends’ of the Mandalorian? They seemed pretty suspect to Grogu. Not nice, open, easy to get to know people like Kuiil or Cara Dune. They weren’t even cute like Peli Motto or kind, like Winta’s mom. Nope. They were all criminals or something very close to being criminals. How did someone like the Mandalorian even meet them?

Grogu had thought that the ‘job’ was going to be something quick and easy. Fly a few folks to their destination, wait for them to do their business and then take them back home. Sort of like being a public transport, only you didn’t have to wait for the right speeder to show up. You just told the pilot where to go and they got you there. 

Having seen their weapons and listened to them ‘chat’ with the Mandalorian, it was Grogu’s considered opinion that they were going to do something that usually caused a bounty to be taken out against a person. Was the Mandalorian hoping to bring them in warm? Or cold, Grogu’s personal preference, or something else? Grogu didn’t know, but he sure hoped it wasn’t something else. That didn’t bode well for either of them. 

It had been his experience that when people showed you who they are, well that’s who they were. Abrupt, mouthy, bit of a bully, well, that’s what they were, a mouthy bully who did unpredictable things because that’s how they felt most comfortable. And that was just the Mayfeld guy. He seemed like the nicest one of the three people he actually met. 

And just to be clear, in case anyone felt like correcting him, Grogu knew that a droid went with them on that trip. The droid was the scariest and least predictable member of the group and Grogu did not consider it to be a person. He also would have preferred not to have met it. He has spoken!

If he had thought that the Mandalorian would have listened to him, he would have gladly advised the bounty hunter to leave immediately and go some place with fewer criminals. Maybe Takodana. Or Corellia.  Any place but that repair station and definitely not wherever they were headed. But the Mandalorian didn’t listen to people smaller than him, more or less. He had listened to Peli, but Grogu was pretty sure that she was the exception that proved the rule. 

Grogu bit his lip and pretty much stayed to himself until he wanted some food. If he didn’t eat in a timely manner he just got cranky. That wasn’t a good thing. He lost his patience more quickly. He snapped at people. Literally. And he was more tempted to use the Force to get what he wanted and doubted that the Mandalorian would thank him for that. 

Apparently his timing wasn’t all that good and it turned out that the droid was flying the Razor Crest and the other people were standing around trying to get on each other’s last nerve. Grogu should have expected that. It was part and parcel of all the bad vibes he got from them. 

He expected the Mandalorian to warn them that they were traveling with a Jedi, now that they all knew that Grogu was on board, but strangely he didn’t. Instead, and Grogu couldn’t believe his ears, the bounty hunter told the motley crew that he was a pet. A pet! Uff. He had absolutely nothing in common with a Loth cat and everyone could see that. 

Okay, okay, to be fair, that blabber mouth Mayfeld suggested that he was either a pet or a child that the Mandalorian and the Twi’lek person had when they knew each other. On that basis Grogu didn’t really blame the Mandalorian for choosing ‘pet’ over ‘child’. He had certainly been someone’s child but despite the similarity in the outward appearance of their teeth, he had nothing else in common with the Twi’lek. 

He was glad of that. She liked playing with that knife too much for Grogu’s comfort. That was a good way to get cut. He’d heard that warning from Master Drallig everyday for a year, until the Jedi Battle Master accidentally dropped his lightsaber on his own foot. It hadn’t been activated but it still hurt based on the hopping, cursing, and complaining that took place right after the incident. 

Grogu was about to warn her about that when the ship suddenly dropped out of hyperspace and then did a whole series of swoops, flips, turns and drops before it landed on something. Unfortunately the artificial gravity on the Razor Crest was of no use during a maneuver like that. You were supposed to be strapped into your seat when you have to evade an enemy, not stand around playing with knives and being obnoxious. 

For some reason the Mandalorian was worried more about Grogu than his ship and picked him up and checked him out as quickly as he could before putting him back in the tiny single person cabin they shared. It was just as well. Grogu had just remembered where he had stashed some snacks and he wanted to eat them before anything else happened. With people like this as part of his team, Grogu was certain that the Mandalorian would end up having to save them all from their own selfishness and Grogu didn’t want to have to witness that. They were who they were and he believed them.

[sulpher]

As someone who lost a friendship after giving away thousands , overstaying my welcome when I was homeless, not knowing how to watch someone baby and generally not being used the I thought I could be but physically not capable of and I didn't have people who cared enough about me to tell with respect but instead threw me out on a sidewalk in broad daylight.

but people in the original post are correct one just wasn't needed at that moment

In life we all have inner ring and outer ring friends and they are both. Inner rings friends are like the first poster in the screenshot the one who want to give you as much free labor as you need because that's how they want to show thier friendship.

The other is a outer ring friend who understand that labor is a gorgeous way to show up but so is fun. Why move thier stuff when you can buy the movers for your friends . Why listen to them vent when you know you're probably going to accidentally influence them to do something horrible even with your BEST intention and instead you find the person they need and you be the distraction they want until they can stand on thier own even if it's holding on to your shoulder

Some of you have NEVER lost a good friend because of a common occurrence that went sour real fast and if you did you sew together some " signs" in order to fling that person put your atmosphere like a runaway moon and that works for some people but some of you the wrong things from the wrong people and you'll never know because some of you have a very very very limit view of friendship

Inner friends have the ablity and the means and the patience and the humility and the reflex to drop everything, within stand alot of your shitty personality and persistence to hit the goal at all time.

Outer friends realize when you're cracking from the inside and from the outside reccomend the things you need to keep up.your facade and even are the ones who are least likely to help cause they know they're someone better and they refuse to accidentally break you or themselves because you are just too valuable to them for that. The person who said " im an adult I woild never ask my friend move " is stupid cause asking for hell doesn't make you less than an adult but every adult had that moment where they could ask thier friends for something and chose against cause " I love my friends so much I valued thier energy I can do this alone and thier energy can be used for something layer like drinks , a sprot game or sitting on a. Chat playing two different games but just fucking Vibing . Yeah I think my friend would appreciate me using thier energy thay way "

The person who said buy movers is dumb because this was someone replying to someone who hopeful will or has successfully moved thier friends stuff. Some of you think you are the friend that can drop everything and run, some of you think you are the inner friend everyone love with nonflaws, ....some of you are not aware of what type of friend you want to be and actually am .....by the gods and sciences for some of you I hope you never find out you're wrong

Edit also.your friend offer to pay you out of respect. It's nice you didn't take it thats was your choice. Your friend also only.ask you because you were basically were thier last option other than interacting with town folks who they have to pay . You're a blessing and as you imply this was a not really payback for years of kindness before. Thats great that works for your style of friendship but everyone else doesn't have the same style for good or worst that's a reality and maybe finding a meaning ground vs deciding one for everyone woild be more efficient

[scentedchildnacho]

My design for work class just gave me news that gov phones even with phone contracts are not valuable enough of a small claims settlement as Elon musk has laid off most jobs

There is no relevant sum to steal id 🆔 out of purses for

The idea of welfare mothers becoming media specialists has become so omnipresent any production is also not creative liscence potential

For every situation in each state im battered with deprivations for ass whore to steal in that lost the company 500,000 every instance of ass gets stuff you don't so id 🆔 does give the feds trillions in debt

That's phone 🆔 they won't give me a gov phone but they will put my sex harassment lawsuit into the millions so gov never comes back

Mass poverty for personally engineered cars leaves people like musk flooding the market with items that cannot be engineered to harm

If you elevate poverty to a made fun of fascism the amount of it was better in the old days car bombs decreases

If it's musk I can have my cheap Hyundai and Ross dress for less day if it's car bombs I can die of eco terrorists

It is difficult to stop making musk wealth.....most of it is so annoyingly jew fair that cost off consumer causes Mal adjusted humans......and musk is always there to help re consider gratitude for robotics

Humans only torture people so

The white people were indentured servants...musk appears to make money off training service personnel.....if you watch his interviews you fit things more fashionably and correctly even if it's an impossibility....

Everyone wants to be saved from being a POS freak that has to trespass innocent people save me from the ranks of the freaks that suspect they couldn't ever love anyone

Elon is like an angel

No the original chat studies the cc something was prior the ease of screen touch interfaces ....to truly do something is much harder.....you have to actually write in code and do all the algorithms yourself....for a small claims court alleging Mal ware

Most sex harassment isn't prosecuted......it's having to have an income off harassment it all just sits in theoretical debt and different humans get to torture about its speculative loss

I found out I like and want to work in low income sales so I would at least start training to work at Google or an IT desk so common geek isn't there to get his no one line in ...

People like me have never considered myself technology I kind of thought I would die a justification for wealthier white groups to protect themselves from product decay

Someone like me having some analytical skills is surprising

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speaking of dreams, do you remember your dreams/nightmares? what was the best/worst one about? only share if you want to!

TOOK LONGER THAN EXPECTED TO GET TO THIS

thanks again for the questions, anon!! ^_^

i definitely don't remember ALL my dreams, but i do usually remember at least a few a week. often they're mundane, and i sometimes don't even know if specific conversations happened in a dream or happened in real life. other times, there are pun jokes which always delight me when i wake up. the puns delight me because even more of my dreams are nonsense that are hard to describe or make sense of when i wake up, so having actual language working well enough to create a pun that makes sense even upon waking is great

other times, i'm fictional characters from series i'm really into at a given time. one of my favorite dreams was when i was Luffy from One Piece and able to effortlessly stretch and jump around to places. i don't remember many of the details outside that -- honestly i think most the dream was again some mundane stuff, like waiting for a line, but i was jumping around on railings and walls and flinging myself ahead of the line because i wasn't going to wait that long (funnily in-character) -- but it was enthralling both in-dream and thinking about it after waking up

maybe getting a bit heavy here, i don't know what my worst dream would be, but once i dreamed my brother and a cousin killed me by releasing a venomous snake at me. (i don't have anything against my brother or cousin. i unfortunately just sometimes have dreams of people killing me, whether i know them or it's a random made-up person. someone can read into that if they'd like, but often i don't find dream reading to be too useful -- it tends to boil down to "you need to communicate more / you need to change your life," and it eventually feels pretty generic or "you need to change things that you're slowly working on changing." they're not TOO common of dreams, fortunately. maybe averages out to once a year or smth)

....oKAY TONE CHANGE LOL. I WANTED TO MAKE SURE I WAS GETTING DETAILS RIGHT, AND I WAS ABLE TO FIND A BETTER DESCRIPTION FROM A CHAT THAN WHAT I ORIGINALLY WROTE FOR THIS POST. SO, AFTER I WOKE UP FROM THE SNAKE KILL:

I ONCE DREAMED THAT I WOKE UP FROM A DREAM AND WAS UPSET AT SOMEONE FOR SOMETHING THEY'D DONE IN THE PREVIOUS DREAM AND I APOLOGIZED FOR IF I WAS GRUMPY AT THEM 'CAUSE OF WHAT THEY'D DONE IN THE DREAM ("Man, I'm sorry. I had a dream where, like, you helped someone else kill me. So it's dumb but I'm feeling myself getting irritable at you. If you notice me acting upset at you, don't take it personally") AND THEN I ACTUALLY WOKE UP AND I WAS JUST "......well time to get up now i guess"

A MUCH BETTER DESCRIPTION QSJKFKSKSKSKSK (and when i was typing it before, i wasn't sure how specific i got in the "if you notice me getting upset" part, but it seems i got "i had a dream where you helped someone else kill me" specific lol)

and that's all the questions i have right now! thanks again! :D