#JUSTICE FOR GOOD WRITER AIRPLANE OK
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For the blushing prompt:
"A and B try to figure out who can make the other person blush first/the hardest." (Idk if this counts but oh well...)
Airplane has fun making his bro blush out of embarrassment or anger (or a secret third thing). In revenge, SY tries to make him blush too, but to lose face you have to have face, so Airplane isn't going to give in that easily.
Embarrasing fail after shameful fail, options start to become scarce... Desperate situations call for desperate measures ;)
Ooooh I like how you think Frozt heheheh >:)
Hold my fan, I have an idea-
BTW the poem I got from this link here, and it's a famous poem but we gonna pretend SQH wrote it shhhh
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It started, as most things between them, with a dare.
Shen Yuan doesn't remember how the dare started, but he remember it having something to do with trying to make Liu-shidi blush. Shen Yuan had bet a few coins that Airplane couldn't do it, to which the writer just laughed and gave Shen Yuan some papers to hold with a "Watch this," right after.
Then he proceeded to grab the War God of Bai Zhan Peak Liu Qingge by his waist and knock him on the ground as if the man weighted as much as a feather.
"I can't believe you threw him like that. No, actually I can't believe you got him by surprise," Shen Yuan said as Shang Qinghua poured them tea, the bamboo house intact by a miracle after Shang Qinghua's nonsense. For a second, Shen Yuan really thought Liu-shidi would retaliate, and his house would be knocked out. But instead of giving Airplane the beating of a lifetime, Liu-shidi got red all the way to his hair, jumped on his sword, and left without even saying goodbye.
"What can I say, bro," Airplane said with a wink. "I do have some tricks on my sleeve, or I wouldn't have survived this far, would I?" Then he failed miserably at being smooth when his elbow knocked his cup of tea, spilling hot liquid all over Shen Yuan's expensive table.
"Wow. A true charmer," Shen Yuan flicked his fan open as he watched Shang Qinghua fumble around, doing his best to clean up the mess he had made.
"At least I know how to use my good looks when needed. You're just jealous I made Liu-shidi blush and you didn't!"
"I'm not jealous- why would I be jealous?!"
"You're totally jealous of my amazing charms and blushing powers!" Shang Qinghua said after finally controlling the mess on the table, crossing his arms with a face too smug for someone with tea stain on his sleeve.
"As if I'd be jealous of a wanna be writer like you, you got lucky and knew Liu-shidi weakness!" He snapped his fan close so hard the wood cracked, narrowing his eyes at Airplane with all the poison Shen Qingqiu could muster. "I bet you couldn't make me blush!"
The smile on Airplane's face sent a chill down on Shen Yuan's spine. Suddenly he was very aware of the fact that Airplane might have died a virgin, but he was the author of a very successful eighteen plus story with some very few scenes that had made Shen Yuan stare at the ceiling for a very long time after reading it.
To sum up, he fucked up.
"Oh? Wanna bet, bro?" And he had no idea Shang Qinghua could move his body like that, all sinuous like a dancer, taking Shen Yuan's hand to kiss softly his palm. Shock was the only possible reason Shen Yuan could think of him not pulling his arm away, it must be it. For what other reason would he get lost in warm brown eyes and soft curly bangs framing Qinghua's face?
"I live upstream and you downstream, from night to night of you I dream. Unlike the stream you are not in view, though both we drink from River Blue..."
Lips slowly brushed over his wrist, as Airplane kept his intense gaze on Shen Yuan's face, sighing as words poured from his lips like drops of warm rain over Shen Yuan's skin.
"When will the river no more flow?When will my grief no more grow?" Shang Qinghua turned his hand until his palm was facing down, kissing his knuckles as if he were some lovesick maiden from westen books. And to make matters worse, as if he had no face at all, Airplane had the audacity to play with Shen Yuan's hair, putting it behind his ear in a move so painfully cliché that made his brain melt.
"I wish your heart will be like mine, then not in vain for you I pine." He finished the poem as he slid the back of his fingers over Shen Yuan's cheek, pressing his thumb against Shen Yuan's lower lip.
"Hm, Shen-Shixiong blushes so pretty," and it was like Airplane had poured a bucket of icy water over him as he wiggled his eyebrows at Shen Yuan.
The bastard.
"Fine, fine! You win, you hack author!" Shen Yuan didn't scream because that would be unbecoming, but he couldn't help himself from pressing his cold hands against his cheeks, trying to make the red go away. "I hate you so much, Airplane! Where was this skill when you were writing this mess of a storyline?" He grumbled, facing away the other, his face not thick enough to let Airplane stare at him while he was still blushing. "If you're so talented with words, you should have written poems instead of this mess!"
The chuckle was way more subtle than Shen Yuan was expecting, making him turn to look at Airplane again, blush be damned. And what a pleasant surprise to see he wasn't the only one with red dusting his cheeks. Although he had no idea what had made Shang Qinghua blush after such a demonstration of thick face.
"Well, poems are a hit or miss, and uh, more academic, I guess. I did publish some, but they weren't as successful as Proud Demon Immortal Way, so..."
Shen Yuan shouldn't be surprised that Airplane had published other things, but it did open an entire can of worms he wasn't expecting. Did Airplane write other books? Did he publish it under a pen name? Has Shen Yuan read his other works? What-
"So what do I get?"
"Excuse me?" Shen Yuan's entire line of thought was broken by the question, making him blink several times.
"I got to make you blush!" Shang Qinghua said with a honest to Heavens pout, as if he weren't some kind of flirty demon a few seconds ago. "What do I get? Oooh can you take a look on my last story? Is about this disciple and his shizun and-"
Shen Yuan hit Shang Qinghua with his fan.
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Ooooh thank you for the ask Frozt this was so fun ♡♡♡
#scum villian self saving system#svsss#cumplane#peerless cucumber#shen yuan#shen qingqiu#airplane shooting towards the sky#shang qinghua#yasssss this was fun#JUSTICE FOR GOOD WRITER AIRPLANE OK#my smol bean#can you see the 12/12 achievement sqh showing in the cracks fksbskdj#this boy is a flirt no one can change my mind#ty for the ask <3
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I know the Adventure 01 & 02 kids have canon adulthoods already, but do you headcanon any of them with different jobs and/or futures? Or just some cool side hobbies when their older?
I’M SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER THIS
I CANNOT EXPRESS WITH MERE WORDS HOW SORRY I AM
But you know, I think about this a lot. When I saw the epilogue of 02 the first time, I just kinda took it. But then, I’ve always been more a canon lover than anything. Maybe that’s because I’m just thankful that the media I consume exists, so I like most if not all of what it does.
Enough about me and my strange relationship with the idea of canon.
Adventure Kids as Adults Headcanons
Tai [Taichi]
Honestly, I don’t think Tai would have played soccer all his life
The diplomat thing, at least after watching Tri, kinda works for him to be honest
I mean yeah my bae isn’t the smartest, but
Where was I going with this?
Oh, yes, anyway, he probably would’ve become a gym teacher or something
I imagine he’s great with kids and wants to be a lot like Nishijima, except without the whole secret agent-y bit
He started doing calligraphy in honor of Nishijima sometime after college ;-;
Matt [Yamato]
Is it cliche to say I honestly thought Matt was going to become a rockstar, if not one of those cool rocker guys who works in some record store or something and turns out to be really wise?
No I’m not thinking about Phineas and Ferb wdym
I’d like to think that even if he’s not still playing the bass like the god he is he gives lessons to others
Also he collects rocks
That’s important
Sora
Even I’m not sure why on Earth she’d be a fashion designer, fabulous as she is
But anyway, if she didn’t do that, she probably would have followed in her mom’s footsteps in... whatever it is she does [I’ve never been clear on that to be perfectly honest]
I think she definitely would have married Matt still as much as my 13-year-old self cries over it because I’m married to Tai, so...
Although I was enlightened to the idea of Sora and Joe some months ago during Takari Week so perhaps---
ANYWAY I can actually see Sora babysitting a lot or being the go-to friend for caretaking needs, whether it’s pets or children
Izzy [Koshiro]
We all know his occupation makes perfect sense
We wouldn’t have it any other way
He still makes Tentomon very very worried (they don’t mention it in the show but we all know it’s true)
He lowkey goes drinking with Sora’s dad and Joe’s brother all the time and nobody’s able to comprehend why he won’t go drinking with the other DigiDestined
Legend has it that he researches different brands of alcohol every now and then
(It’s actually every day)
Mimi
Not that she wouldn’t do a cooking show, but
Can you imagine if she had become an idol?
LIKE IMAGINE
She just goes up to Tai or Matt or all them on the street and people are like “YOU KNOW MIMI” and they’re like “uh yeah we’ve known her for X years”
Palmon joins her on stage too and looks fabulous
She does the thing Alec Benjamin does and goes up to people on the street and sings to them
And of course you can’t say no to Mimi she’s a legend
Joe [Jou/Jyou]
Again, his occupation made sense
I honestly wouldn’t have it any other way
But he doesn’t make as big a fuss about the doctor thing with his son
Watch his son be a delinquent I swear---
Joe somehow got really invested in crime shows
I wish I could explain how
Oh, and also---he found House
WHO LET HIM FIND HOUSE?
T.K. [Takeru]
I don’t think about it much, but I support his career as a writer
Mostly because I am a writer myself
Anyway, I think he probably did more than the novels, like some screenplays for TV shows and movies
He won some nice awards for that stuff
But you know what he really loves
Satanic rituals
....
....
I WAS KIDDING mostly
Kari [Hikari]
CHANGE MY MIND, SHE IS THE BEST TEACHER EVER
I LOVE HER OK
She is so loved by her students it’s heartwarming
We love teachers who get the respect they deserve
Her side hobby is making a better paper airplane than any kid in her classes
I...
I wish I knew why she tried so hard, but
Kari
Davis [Daisuke]
I am not about to take his dream from him
But I propose that it wasn’t just noodles
Oh no
It was also other delightful dishes found in carts like his (I’m not good at Japanese culture, so I’m not about to list some)
He’s so wealthy he goes to hang out with Oprah a lot
Somehow he’s started reading like all of the Oprah’s Book Club stuff
I just
I don’t know why it took this long to get him to read
Yolei [Miyako]
I greatly respect women who are willing to stay home all day with three children (like seriously HOW DO YOU DO IT), BUT
I think that’s just not very Yolei
She definitely joined Izzy a few times for his thing
Maybe she became a professional hacker
Like Garcia in Criminal Minds
So, yeah, she’s a big help to Ken, which makes sense
I bet Sora knows more about their kids than they do at this point XD
Cody [Iori]
HE IS JACK MCCOY FROM LAW AND ORDER CHANGE MY MIND
So anyway
I’d also like to think he’s like the dad of a friend of mine--the type of lawyer who represents children in tough situations
Social justice is just his thing, you know
When he’s not being the best lawyer in the world, he is rewatching Legally Blonde over and over and over again
He’s even watched Red, White, and Blonde and that spinoff Legally Blondes a thousand times
Let the man have a hobby
Ken
You cannot tell me he didn’t become the star of a reality show
You know “Cops” or like the Shrek parody of it from Shrek 2 “Knights”? Ken’s in something like that
But it’s all just antics between him and Stingmon
It’s really funny because they’re the best detectives but you can’t tell at first glance
We love them anyway
He still plays soccer, but he actually prefers coaching recreational leagues of it
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I don’t know where a lot of these came from @_@
It is 2 am, but I am tired, so I will finish my last backlogged request tomorrow (hopefully... I have some things I promised myself I’d do)
Thanks for stopping by!
#digimon headcanons#digimon adventure 01#digimon adventure 02#digimon as adults#i would tag all their names but no#never again#sometimes i wonder if these headcanons are just me being a crackhead or---
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I Thought You Wouldn’t Hurt Me, But You Did Part 2
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22839535/chapters/54860722
Tag List(?): @marinettepotterandplagg
Ok, so here’s the second part for ‘I Thought You Wouldn’t Hurt Me, But You Did’!!! I’m so glad you guys enjoyed it!! I hope you guys enjoy this second part just as much!! Anyways, here is the second part, i hope you enjoy it n that i did it justice!!!
Lana ran into an alley as Tikki flew from her purse. “Probably one of Mari’s ex-classmates,” she muttered and Tikki nodded her agreement. “Tikki, spots on!” Once she was transformed, she swung up onto the roof and started looking around. She quickly opened her yo-yo up and called up Jinx who answered immediately.
“I see you heard. We’re near the Grand Paris Hotel, Ladybird,” Junx said and she nodded at that.
“Alright, see you in a few, Jinx,” Ladybird said before running in that direction. Ladybird landed on the roof nearby and looked around. She yelped in surprise as she dropped flat against the roof to avoid being hit. Jinx landed on the roof next to her and they looked down at the Akuma causing trouble. “Who is it?”
“Alya. She’s going by Teller and can force people to tell the truth and turn them into children,” Jinx explained and Ladybird nodded looking down at Teller. Teller wore a black skin-tight suit with a white open book and pen on her chest. Around her waist was a belt that had paper planes all around it. In her hand was her phone that was changed to look like a book.
“You didn’t by any chance see where the Akuma was?” she asked and he shook his head. “Ok, gotta find that. Best bet would be in her phone.”
“Ah, the last couple times it was in her phone,” Jinx mused and Ladybird nodded.
“Exactly. The biggest tell would be if she had the ladybug charm still,” she added and Jinx nodded his agreement. “Let’s go.” The two jump down onto the street in front of Teller who growled at them.
“Give me your miraculous, Ladybird, Jinx. You two aren’t worthy of them!” Teller yelled and the two didn’t look impressed.
“And you think Hawkmoth is?” Ladybird asked and Jinx laughed at that.
“That fucker isn’t worthy of the miraculous he’s wearing!” Jinx said. Teller snarled at the two of them when they said that.
“Let’s find out what really happened to Ladybug and Chat Noir! They are worthy opponents,” Teller said raising her phone and swiped. Ladybird and Jinx dove to the sides to avoid being hit and landed on their feet. Ladybird grabbed her yo-yo and with a movement, it extended to form a bo-staff. Jinx held his staff pointed at Teller who looked between the two frowning. Teller’s phone charm glinted in the sun and the two heroes shared a look and nodded.
Spinning their staffs, they stopped the projectiles Teller was throwing their way. Ladybird jumped forward and swung her staff at Teller who jumped back and landed on top of a car. Teller pulled off the paper airplanes and started throwing them at the heroes who either jumped around dodging or used their weapons to block them. Soon, the two of them landed behind a car and watched as Teller started attacking other people. “I think we’re going to need Lucky Charm,” Jinx said and Ladybird nodded her agreement. With a swipe of her hand, the yo-yo staff turned back into a yo-yo.
Standing up, Ladybird swung her yo-yo a bit before throwing it up into the air. “Lucky Charm!” With a flash of light, a spotted toy turtle fell down into her hands. “Tortue,” she mumbled and Jinx nodded agreement. “Get Tortue while I distract her,” Ladybird said and Jinx nodded, taking the toy from her.
“Stay safe until we get back. Who knows what those paper planes will do to you,” he said and she nodded.
“Of course, now go,” Ladybird said with a smile before running out from behind the car. She pulled the wrap off her waist and snapped it out. The fabric hardened as it elongated to look like a ribbon and a weight formed at the other end. Using her yo-yo to protect herself, she snapped her whip around, taking down paper planes that threatened to hit people.
“Ladybug taught you well, imposter,” Teller growled and Ladybird raised a brow at that. “But it’s going to mean nothing when I take the miraculous from you and learn what happened to her!” Teller yelled throwing a paper plane at her once more. Ladybird destroyed it quickly and went on the defensive.
Jinx ran to the school and landed on the roof. He looked down and saw that most of the school was hiding. Mari and her friends were in the courtyard still waiting for the fight to be over. Lucky for him, it was only the friends that knew about the secret were with her. The others ran to hide apparently. Not that he could blame them. The Akuma was going after Mari and anyone who sided with her.
With a whistle, Jinx tossed the toy down before ducking from view. The four watched Jinx duck from view as the item he threw fell to them. Ivan caught the item and revealed it to be a toy turtle and smirked. “I’ll be back,” Ivan said and the group nodded.
“See ya after the call,” Mari said as Ivan ran out of the school and into an alley and quickly transformed. After transforming, Tortue made his way up onto the roof and nodded to Jinx. The two made their way over to Ladybird and Teller. As they arrived, Ladybird dove to the side and rolled right over to a car and jumped. She pushed off the car and flew over Teller, using both the whip and yo-yo to knock out paper planes. As she landed safely behind a car, Jinx and Tortue landed beside her and crouched down.
“What do you need?” Tortue asked and Ladybird nodded at Jinx.
“We need to separate Teller from her phone,” Ladybird started looking over the car and watching Teller move.
“But she’s quick to re-grab her phone when we get her to stumble,” Jinx continued which had Tortue nodded. “If I’m correct, we need you to use Shelter and keep Teller inside after we get her phone away from her.” The two looked at Ladybird who smirked.
“Spot on, Jinx,” Ladybird replied and Jinx shared her smirk.
“OK, sounds good,” Tortue replied pulling his shield off his back.
“Stay over here, we’ll knock her over to you. If she still has her phone knock it away,” Ladybird said and Tortue nodded understanding.
“Got it.”
Jinx and Ladybird both jumped out into the open and Teller snarled at them. The person she just hit with a paper plane ran screaming with tears falling. Their girlfriend picked the now child up and hugged them close while hiding in the hotel. They ran toward Teller, knocking aside every plane and projectile she threw at them with ease.
Ladybird threw her yo-yo at Teller and it wrapped around her phone. Jinx quickly hit Teller in the stomach, sending her flying toward Tortue. Teller yelled out as her phone flew toward Ladybird while she went to Tortue. “Shelter!” Tortue shouted as Teller got close. She was then stuck in the cover with Tortue and growled, pounding against the barrier.
Ladybird chucked the phone onto the ground and watched satisfied as the Akuma flew from the phone. “No more evil for you, little butterfly. Time to purify!” With a quick swing, the butterfly was caught in her yo-yo. “Goodbye, little butterfly,” she said tapping the middle of her yo-yo letting the now purified butterfly fly away. The barrier disappeared as Teller turned back into Alya who looked confused. Tortue came over to Ladybird and handed her the toy. She then tossed the toy up and yelled: “Miraculous Ladybug!”
As the ladybugs flew around fixing everything, Ladybird, Jinx, and Tortue all went over to Alya who was quick to pull her phone from Jinx and start recording. Jinx scowled at her when she did that. “Ladybird,-”
“Alya, stop. You won’t be receiving any more interviews. You need to stop chasing after battles, you could get hurt,” Ladybird said and Alya looked shocked.
“But-but what about those other reporters!?” she demanded and Ladybird shook her head while Jinx rolled his eyes.
“They actually keep away and record from a safe distance and ask professional questions,” Jinx said and Alya looked offended. “You, on the other hand, are just a tabloid writer,” he finished.
“I’m not a tabloid writer!” she yelled and Ladybird sighed as her earrings beeped along with Tortue’s bracelet.
“No matter. We aren’t giving you any interviews so stop running into battles,” Ladybird said and Alya was frowning at them.
“At least tell me what happened to Ladybug! And what about Chat Noir!? He did nothing wrong!” she yelled and their miraculous beeped once more.
“I’ll answer that,” Jinx said nodding to the two. Ladybird smiled at him before swinging off with Tortue behind her. “As we told the press before, Chat Noir wasn’t behaving correctly. He wasn’t worthy of holding a miraculous. As for Ladybug, she can’t fight anymore. That’s all we’re telling anyone,” Jinx said with a glare before running off himself.
Lana was shaking her head as she and Ivan returned to the school’s courtyard. “Who was Akumatized?” Mari asked as they stopped in front of them.
“Alya. she had the ability to force people to tell the truth and turn them into children,” Lana replied and Mari shook her head.
“Did Cesaire try interviewing you?” Chloe asked and Lana rolled her eyes.
“Yes, she doesn’t like the answer provided for why Ladybug and Chat Noir aren’t here anymore. She wasn’t too pleased to be told she’d get no more interviews. But whatever. It had to be done,” Lana said and that had everyone nodding in agreement.
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Over the course of the week of everyone being suspended, excluding Alya and Alix who demonstrated the entire thing and was expelled, Lila had gone up to everyone and apologized. She told them she had lied and was sorry. Everyone was shocked to learn why she had lied though. But they couldn’t say who was more surprised. Mari or the student body.
Lila had been jealous of how popular and well-liked Mari was. She wanted to be the same and knew of only one way to do that. The way her mom showed her. Lie and manipulate people and they’ll follow your every word. That had everyone shocked to hear. But Mari was also proud that Lila had told the truth and apologized.
As soon as Sabrina heard though, she had contacted her dad and told him what had happened. So he told Lila to come to him if her mother asks her to do anything she doesn’t want to do or neglects her. Lila had smiled at that and nodded. Mari’s parents were more than happy to act as good parental figures for the girl. Mari could be honest and say that it was weird. And no one could blame her.
Who wouldn’t be weirded out when your rival/enemy turned out a new leaf and hung around your home being treated nicely by your parents?
It was slow going, but Mari and Lila bonded over their love of fashion and hatred of people that just used people and turned easily.
Yes. Lila knows that sounds weird. Mari had told her that exactly. But it was still true nonetheless. Her manipulation and lies let her see how people truly were. Only a few people from previous schools earned her respect for staying true to their friends and didn’t use them. They even became her acquaintances! While she would have liked to be friends, she knew that long distant friendships don’t always work, especially if you’ve only known the person for a little.
Mari was proud to prove Lila wrong in that instance and become friends with the girl. Somehow getting her other friends and Damian to be friends with her too.
Not yet.
But soon.
They didn’t become friends quickly.
Mari?
Yes, they became friends quickly because that was Mari’s personality. Make friends everywhere as quickly as possible. And yes, they both knew that that was a flaw as well. Yes, Mari was sad about that since it was proven by Lila that it wasn’t always good.
The others though?
Well, that depended on the person. They varied on how quick they were to declare their friendship. Chloe being second to last to declare it while Damian proudly declared his last. A week after Chloe had declared them friends. He was a tough nut to crack and become friends with.
She was even friendly with Damian’s brother Jason! Though he only allowed that AFTER Damian said they were friends. He trusted Damian’s judgment since he was around her the most. His girlfriend, Lana, had been fairly quick in giving her a second chance and becoming friendly with her.
Mari had practically beamed when her boyfriend said Lila was his friend. Lila was even prouder when she learned that his friend’s best friend had taken a year for him to say they were friends. But he admits that he was different back then. But Lila took the very small victory of that.
But what shocked everyone the most?
Learning that Lila was now scared of Alya. She admitted her fear to Rose and Mari when they ran across Alya out in public. When she first saw Alya, she had flinched to hard it looked like she had been struck.
But how could she not be scared?
Alya put slanderous things on her blog about Mari and then her later on after being expelled. Not to mention she put her ex-friend in a wheelchair. Who knows what she would do to Lila!
No one could blame Lila for being terrified after realizing that. She joined Mari in getting a restraining order for the girl.
The day Adrien returned to class was interesting.
Mari felt bad about it. When Adrien had entered Ms. Bustier’s old classroom, now Lana’s classroom until a new teacher was found, she had flinched hard. It had supposed to be a good day as Mari was returning to her old class since she missed her other friends in Kitty Section. So she and the few others returned to the class to be with their other friends. The two girls that transferred from Mendeleiev’s class went back reluctantly. They didn’t want to leave Mari there but knew some students had made amends wither her.
The others that didn’t?
She ignored them and they ignored her. The only time they didn’t was when they commissioned something or had a class discussion.
In other words?
They were civil.
Though that nearly ended when Mari flinched at seeing Adrien. Lila and Damian both had to be talked down from attacking Adrien. He had opened his mouth when he saw the Mari and Damian were in the front row next to the door and Lila and Chloe were in the row next to them. Lana had raised her hand with a ‘tsk’.
“Adrien, do you remember your restraining order?” she asked and Adrien sighed and nodded.
“Yes, Ms. Grayson. But where do I sit? Mari-” he winced at the glares he got from the four. “Marinette is in my seat,” he restarted and Lana hummed.
“Well, as you can see, the back row on the other side is free. Sit next to the window. You won’t be breaking the restraining order by sitting there. But you are on thin ice,” Lana said and Adrien nodded understanding and trudged up the steps and glanced at Mari but looked away quickly from the glares.
That was why she felt bad.
Her boyfriend and new friend almost attacked Adrien just because she flinched. She was touched that Lila would fight anyone that dared hurt her. But she would feel bad. She wasn’t sure how Lila would react if she flinched in the presence of Alya. But who knows. Lila is also scared of Alya.
So instead she had to worry about her other friends attacking Alya. She loved her friends, but they can be a tad intense.
Her parents had their moments. Their moments of sadness hitting. Moments of forgetting. They did their best but Mari couldn’t blame them. She had days when she couldn’t leave the bed as sorrow ran through her at thinking she couldn’t walk again. Sometimes they were so busy doing something, they forgot that they couldn’t ask Mari to help them easily. Damian and Jason helped when they could since Tom and Sabine needed more help in both the front and back. Mari did what she could, but she could only handle the register. But she was determined to be able to handle the front.
Listening to her friends talking about patrol and still freaking out about learning she was Ladybug was fun. Chloe always just said ‘Of course’ while shaking her head. Mari laughed when she heard that. “Of course Mari would be Ladybug! No one could match her sweetness and uncanny want to help people!” Chloe said which had her laughing as the others nodded their agreement.
“Don’t forget how she always disappeared during an attack and no one knew where she was until she came back with a stuttering excuse of getting caught by the Akuma,” Lana added teasingly which had Mari groaning while the others nodded agreement.
“Give me a break ok! Half the time I was tired and the other half it just made sense!” Mari said in defense.
“It was fun hearing them, Mari,” Lana said which had them nodding once more.
“How are you two doing though?” Mari asked looking between Jason and Lana. Lana smiled at Mari as Tikki laid in Mari’s hair.
“We’re doing fine,” Lana answered giggling when Jason starting tickling her side. “Jason!”
“We’re only doing so well thanks to you, Mari. Our training as vigilantes in Gotham would only take us so far,” Jason said finally stopping his tickle assault. Mari and her friends laughed while Damian smirked at his brother. Though Mari did have a faint blush as Jason’s words.
“It was nothing, really. Tikki is the one that really helped,” Mari said.
“Tikki only could help so much. And you know that Mari. Don’t fight out words, we won’t back down,” Lana said which had Tikki nodding her agreement.
“You’re a great teacher, Marinette. Don’t put yourself down,” Tikki said hugging the top of Mari’s head.
“Ok, I give. But you are doing really well holding the miraculous,” Mari said and the two nodded, shifting a bit. Soon, Jason was leaning comfortable against the wall and Lana leaned against his chest.
“Did you know people are still talking about Jinx and Ladybird’s relationship? I would have thought it would have died down weeks ago,” Lana mused.
“Fans are weird,” was all Mari could say.
“Half the people are girls and boys that want to get with one of you,” Chloe said bluntly which caused Lana to blush while Jason laughed. He hugged her close when he saw her blush and nuzzled her head. She lightly smacked her hand against his arm while pouting slightly.
“Don’t need to laugh, bae,” Lana mumbled as Jason pulled her even closer if that was possible.
“You’re just too cute, babe,” he mumbled back which had her relaxing against him as he continued to hug her.
“Did you face that as Ladybug, Mari?” Lana asked and Mari waved one hand.
“Eh. I had my fair share. But they were outvoiced by the people that wanted LadyNoir to happen. But since you two are together, they don’t really have to voice their opinion about your relationship,” Mari said and Lana nodded at that.
“Ah. Parisians are crazy, no offense,” Lana said which had them laughing.
“No need. We all know it. A Parisian visited Gotham and didn’t even blink when a villain attacked!” Mari said which had the three Gothamites laughing.
“That’s true,” Lana said.
“But it is annoying that they ship human people with others,” Jason admitted.
“Yeah. But no hero is safe from it sadly,” Chloe butt in and Mari nodded.
“Yeah, but some are more vocal than others,” Mari added in.
“No kidding,” Lana replied rolling her eyes as Jason relaxed once more against the wall.
“I don’t think I’ve heard many people in Gotham this vocal about their hero/vigilante shipping,” Jason said.
“Parisians are extra,” Nathaniel said popping into the conversation before going back to sketching.
“That they are,” Damian said taking Mari’s hand into his.
Ok, so this is all I have for the second part. I hope you guys like it. Let me say this, if you want me to write another part, PLEASE send me a prompt. Whether thru the comments or thru Tumblrs asks(be wary since its wonky n weird). And i’ll do them. Anyways, i’ll see you next time!! -Love Willa<3<3<3
#fanfic#fanfic update#my writing#maribat#daminette#ml x dc#jason/oc#jason/lana#Lana Grayson#violence#class salt#wheelchair#Marinette in a wheelchair#paralysis#part 2#the after#feel free to send in prompts#ill continue this#but only will prompts#ITYWHMBYD#long title
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I’m really concerned with Toy Story 4, like...
Where is Jessie?!?
I’m not being funny but she’s not on the new poster, she’s barely in the other material we’ve seen... Have Pixar forgotten about Jessie?
I know it sounds silly, me getting worked up over Jessie not being prominent, but Jessie was literally my favourite Toy Story character growing up (along with Woody). As I’ve gotten older, I’ve come to appreciate her even more and what she stands for, especially in context as a female character.
Not only is she a key character in this franchise, she’s a good one. She has a backstory, she has motives, she has an actual personality.
Compared to Bo Peep, who is mainly there as a romantic partner for Woody, Jessie is much more tomboy-ish, wears trousers, isn’t afraid to be rough ‘n’ tumble, bubbly, overexcitable etc. I related to that so strongly as a kid, and even now because people often think I’m too loud or not “female” enough.
Jessie has real fears too, and they have profound reasons: because she was abandoned and left under a bed/in a box for years, she has claustrophobia and a fear of the dark. She then overcomes this fear to help save her friends, as seen in Toy Story of Terror.
She’s not afraid to admit when she’s wrong or when she’s messed up - she acknowledges she makes mistakes.
She loves critters, especially Bullseye, and that instantly makes her amazing to me - anyone who loves animals is A-OK in my book!
She was originally going to be a cactus named Senorita Cactus but then they decided to make her a cowgirl (thank god)
In 2000, Jessie won the Patsy Montana Entertainer award. She won a legit award and was the only animated character to do that at that point (before her, it was “real” people).
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(Please watch this video, it’s a gem)
She has a red yarn-full of hair! What’s not to love about that??
Also, she was apparently the first Toy Story character to have green eyes, which I love
Do y’all even know who voices Jessie?? Joan Cusack. Aka Debbie Jellinsky from The Addams Family. Aka (for you newer fans) Justice Strauss in ASOUE. An underrated LEGEND, I’m telling you.
Fun Fact: When Woody and Jessie are exiting out of the airplane, originally it was going to be Jessie who slipped and Woody saved her. However Joan Cusack, who voices Jessie, suggested to the director and writers that Jessie should save Woody so that way it would show the courage and strength of her character, John Lasseter and everyone else liked it so much they went with it that way.
Don’t lie - we’ve ALL cried at “When She Loved Me”. She’s so relatable and it’s easy to feel empathy and sympathy for her.
My worry with Toy Story 4 is that Jessie is going to be delegated to a side character/Buzz’s girlfriend and not given the time onscreen she deserves. I know Woody is the main character, same for Buzz, but she’s still so important to the series and it makes me sad that so far it seems like Pixar are pushing her aside and replacing her with new-and-improves Bo Peep. There’s a reason I preferred Jessie over Bo Peep growing up, to be honest, and I hope Pixar are just leaving loads out with the trailer/posters.
#give jessie more stuff!!#jessie the cowgirl#jessie the yodelling cowgirl#toy story#toy story 4#toy story 2#toy story 3#pixar#disney
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Rowan is connected to Liv’s Kidnapping and Fitz’s Attempted Assassination?: A Theory
NB: I just wanted to post two excerpts from things I’ve written in the past. I have been holding on to the belief that Rowan is connected to both Olivia’s kidnapping and Fitz’s attempted assassination. Since S4. With the new Mystery Woman, it seems like some of this may be relevant again. IDK.
Anyway, the excerpts after the jump are taken from
Scandal Season 4 Theory that’s Probably Wrong, but Still Entertaining to Me… (30th April, 2015)
The Madness of Queen Liv: #Scandal 517 Reflections (13th April, 2016)
S4:
“I’ve discussed some of these ideas with a few people and thought I’d just write them down. Yes, I’m well aware that this is written with Olitz lenses. It’s just me thinking, and most of it is probably wrong (which I’m used to), but here goes…
If Rowan is connected to Liv’s kidnapping, then… my dissatisfaction begin to make sense.
The Logistics:
How could Andrew, the VP, have the entire Secret Service replaced? How does he know ex-Special OPs guys like Ian? Sure, Andrew had motive to have Fitz trussed up by the proverbial balls for the tenure of his presidency, but why was he so adamant that Olivia remain unharmed (411)? Andrew has absolutely no investment in her physical well-being, nor do I think he was just being kind-hearted all of a sudden. How could Rowan, a man that has claimed to have done everything in his life for Olivia (407), refuse to lift a finger when Jake came to him for help(413)? He said he had no daughter. Six episodes later, he’s a papa who’s proud of his “girl” because she stopped “shining” Fitz’s shoes and is “standing on [her] own” (419)?
But then I remember that Rowan knows Special Ops and Black Ops guys. After all, he ordered Fitz to shoot down a commercial airplane in a Black Ops mission (307). Rowan had already infiltrated Secret Service with B6-13 agents (Tom) in order to keep abreast of White House goings-ons (312). So, replacing the entire team: easy. And the only person who has ever proffered Olivia’s physical safety to the detriment of her psychological, and emotional well-being, is Rowan. But why? How could he do that to his daughter?
Actually, this is exactly the kind of thing he’s perpetrated against Olivia for years. All done to toughen her up into some kind of steely, strong black woman archetype, that is only ever subservient one thing: his black patriarchal authority. This authority, she is told over and over again, is for her protection. This is the man who let his 12 year old believe her mother was dead, while he locked that mother away in isolation for her crime, and never let her see any evidence of her daughter’s development. Not even a fucking news clipping (not until she chewed through her own wrists (308)). He never let that daughter come back home; he sent her away (301). Sure, she received the finest education and learned a bunch of languages that have come in handy, but she is not OK. Rowan is the guy who, when Olivia was set to see Fitz again after a painful 10 month breakup (post-defiance), had his double agent, Jake Ballard, conveniently intervene in his daughter’s life. Why? To occupy her mind before she was set to see Fitz as Ella’s christening. I guess he didn’t plan on them fucking in a server closet. Woops. He sent his guy in to sleep with Olivia (405 admission), then had that evidence presented to Fitz. The purpose? A misogynistic belief that Fitz sees Olivia as his property, and since the property has been “defiled” (310) by another man, Fitz would no longer care for that property. Russell is yet another toy for Olivia to play with, and another means for extracting information in order to stay ahead of her. Rowan is also the guy who allowed his daughter’s name to be leaked by his own B6-13 agent, Tom, (301), when he obviously had the power to quash it. Why? Because it would conveniently allow him to get Olivia away from that “disappointing” (310) Fitzgerald Grant. He insisted that she would get on that plane “come hell or high water” (301). Seventeen episodes later, Olivia was checkmated into doing so (318). Bonus points for allowing her to think it was of her own volition. Lastly, Rowan is the guy who killed Fitz’s son for a dual purpose. Doing so gave his daughter another achievement under her belt because Fitz won; and it drove–what he hoped would be–a permanent wedge between them. “What love could survive that” (405), he said, as he built a rationale for the framing of Jake Ballard for his (Rowan’s) own crime.
In light of all of that, kidnapping and war actually fit perfectly with Rowan’s MO.”
I wouldn’t be surprised if the kidnapping plan was put in place the moment Liv returned to DC. Rowan told her he didn’t tell her she could leave (401)). This return to B6-13 and Rowan would make sense to me if Rowan is tied into the kidnapping. Otherwise, episodes 410-413 feel like a bizarre sweeps attempt.
Olivia is not a woman who reaches for personal help. For her career, sure. In some ways, Olivia can’t make a full emotional recovery while instituting a Cold War with Fitz. That coldness and anger are taxing on the body and mind because they take work to maintain. But it’s a sacrifice to freedom and justice. Olivia cannot be the woman she wants to be, or command control of her life while Rowan remains free to inflict all manner of violence and abuse in her name. She cannot fully recover, or have anything with Fitz (the person who knows her best on an emotional level), while Rowan remains unpunished. He will destroy it. If the kidnapping is any indication, he will truly stop at nothing to make Olivia into the woman he thinks she should be. Whoever that woman is supposed to be, she isn’t to be with someone Rowan finds threatening. And Fitz is threatening because he represents actual love. Something Olivia wants, yet fears. She fears it more than the actual fear and terror her father inflicts.
From 517:
“Lastly, the killing of Andrew has an obvious parallel with the attempted assassination of Fitz. The promo for the episode shows clips from 207/208 and 409/410 to explicitly link the two. Fitz took three bullets on Verna’s orders, but managed to survive. Verna then had the unmitigated gall to blame Fitz for the fact that she and others were “made” to love him, and therefore commit crimes in his name. It had nothing whatsoever to do with their own ambitions, which depended on Fitz’s office. Besides being an unsatisfactory answer, Verna’s reason sounds awfully reminiscent of the shit Cyrus, Mellie, and now Olivia (with Abby) have used to justify their actions. Fitz is to blame for everything they do behind his back, despite the fact that they would likely do it for anyone holding that office. Anyone who trusted them enough.
Verna tries to upend who Fitz had imagined he was, playing on the insecurities his abusive father drilled in his head—he’ll never be good enough (213). Andrew, too, used very similar trigger buttons we’ve heard Rowan use in the past toward Olivia (301, 305, 409, 419). Discovering that the cabal of Defiance included Olivia, Fitz quickens Verna’s descent to hell. The act protects his legacy as well as the DC5 from jail, with Olivia’s being the most important freedom to protect from among the five collaborators. Here, too, Andrew blames Olivia for destroying his life though he was the one coordinating her attempted destruction through Special Ops forces (very similar to Verna with ex-B613 member, “Becky”). What is different in Olivia’s case with Andrew is that his destruction had everything to do with Olivia and no one else, not even her candidate, Mellie—though I bet she would like to imagine otherwise. By going to war, Fitz asserted that Olivia’s black life mattered to him. Now Olivia, with a metal chair that recalls the chair laid over the body of Brandon Parker by his father (414, h/t @Janekas, Twitter), asserts for herself that her black life does matter, contrary to Andrew’s words.
The Rowan Factor
I have talked around what, to me, has seemed obvious since the second half of season 4: Rowan must be connected to Olivia’s kidnapping; Andrew’s resurgence; and the attempted assassination on Fitz. There are clues in this episode that intimate Rowan’s connection, and we see symbolic representations manifested in Olivia’s memory and PTSD episodes. Those things are: the color red (pyjamas and red doors—kidnapping and Rowan’s door); the record player and records Rowan brought to her in an attempt to recall happy childhood memories (when he still believed she was his progeny?); the song playing as she attempted to shrug her father off through dance; and the spilling of the red wine (his influence on her (302). Rowan, a unisex name, means “little red one” (h/t @teawaldo). The record player is nostalgia, but also spins ‘round and round in circles (Olivia’s direction since Rowan re-appeared in her life). And the spilling of wine indicates both blood and sacrifice (h/t @vvhallom). Rowan is her blood and her kidnapping is a sacrifice for her greatness. You see, the kidnapping was meant to break Olivia, cause irrevocable strife between her and Fitz (who wants to be used as a pawn in a dick swinging contest?). Moreover, she was to turn cold, angry, selfish, and replace the power of love with the power of …power, one that served her instead of “shined [Fitz’s] shoes” (419). When she couldn’t make it work in an honest way with Fitz (how could she, having paid no attention to her mental health), she defaulted right back to this position.
I know what you’re thinking: Kat, this is a bit much. You’re biased because you have never appreciated Rowan, so you want to blame him for everything. Besides, the writers aren’t smart enough to link all these things. This theory is a little out there. I also admit that, though I love Joe Morton and think Rowan is actually a great character because he stirs so much emotion in me, I cannot stand Rowan as Olivia’s father. He does not behave toward her as a father should, and never has. It has pained me so much that outfits like Afterbuzz, other outlets, and otherwise ‘woke’ people on Twitter have praised this man as some ‘strong black father’ figure whose abuse is seen as ‘tough love’. Get the entire fuck out of here. That kind of thinking comes from people who have justified abuse from family members in their own lives because of the shame associated with victims of abuse in our society. This is especially the case for those who don’t have physical scars to show for it. As someone who has been through emotional manipulation by a parent at various points in her life; early abandonment by her father; physical abandonment by her mother at the age of 12 due to prison, and had to eventually seek therapy years later for suppressing the effects of all of that, I know what the fuck I am talking about, even if I am biased.
Furthermore, we see Olivia doing the exact same justifications as a victim of abuse, including her repeated association with the dirty bathroom that is Jake Ballard, when she is lost. They are siblings of Rowan’s abuse, who have repeated those patterns with each other in addiction. This is why Jake is both terrible for her and also the reason why she keeps going back to him. A healthy Olivia Pope wouldn’t’ give this man the time of day. If you don’t believe our society’s penchant for blaming victims and defining them as “dumb”, look no further than to some of Scandal’s fans. Don’t say but, but, it’s the show runner who is writing Olivia as dumb because she doesn’t respect her own character enough. That’s not what my eyes see. I see a show-runner using the novelistic tradition of show-don’t-tell to portray a story about a woman trying to define herself against the struggles of various forces of patriarchy (including racism and misogynoir—all descendants of white patriarchal supremacy) wielded against her, and the influences of her own emotionally deprived upbringing. Olivia may be brilliant, bold and beautiful, but she is still a Mis-educated Negress in America trying to find her way.
Back to the Rowan factor. As I have mentioned before, the people who supposedly coordinated Olivia’s kidnapping (Andrew) and Fitz’s assassination (Verna) both used either Special Ops forces or ex-B6-13 members. Neither Andrew, nor Verna have cause to be associated with such people, but Rowan does. The level of coordination it took behind the scenes for both these events far-outweighed the capabilities of Andrew (a second rate politician) and Verna (the old lady judge). They didn’t have the pull. And if Rowan is as omnipotent and omniscient as he portrays himself to be, none of this could have taken place without his knowledge. Never forget that he allowed his own agent (Tom) to out Olivia’s name as Fitz’s mistress when he had the power to stop it. But he didn’t because letting Fitz out her, via, Tom (301) served Rowan’s agenda. Underneath it all, the aim of both these events was to break the emotional connection Olivia formed with Fitz.
“No family. That’s the first rule… No families, no connections. No sun on the horizon. Nothing to wish for. You’re now the property of the United States government, division B6-13… You come to work at acme limited. You fake-sell fake paper, and you run the world in a way that no one even imagines exists in real life, and then, little by little, you’ve been places… And you’ve done things, and there’s been so much blood. This becomes your home. This becomes your family. And you can’t imagine any other life” (Jake, 313).
Does the above not sound pretty much like the path Olivia has been on for the last three seasons, courtesy of the man who developed that ethos? Rowan essentially sees himself as power; the one who makes democracy possible (301). Three ex-B6-13 guys, over three seasons, have told Olivia, more or less, that she’s been treated by Rowan as a B6-13 agent: Jake (317), Tom (407), and Huck (512). She’s been in denial every time that Rowan was a father who would always love his ‘baby girl’, no matter what she did, no matter how many times she tried to shut him down, or walk away from him (304, 317, 405, 512). Contrast that with someone else to whom she’s done similar things, but, perhaps, lost hope that he could possibly still love her. Right.
With this justified homicide of Andrew on top of killing one of her previous kidnappers, letting the murderer of her lover’s son out of jail (506), aborting the only real shot at family she’s ever had (509), compelling the suicide of an innocent man (516), Olivia has now “done things” from which she, perhaps, doubts she can’t turn back. And to which “family��� does she turn in the end, once she’s become a monster? Think about who encouraged her it was the only answer. And why would Andrew have any incentive right now to raise Fitz’s going to war for Olivia? Could it have anything to do with Fitz’s recent tentative involvement in Olivia’s life? Think about it. Andrew already blamed Olivia for his demise (it was her goon (Huck) who injected him with stroke medication (413)), and he’s wanted to tank Mellie’s political run since 412. He could have achieved that with the story Abby came up with—“Mellie Grant: One Affair, Many Lies” (lol). That leads me to Lillian. Why her? Recall that in 512 there was a leaked photo of Lillian in the WH parking lot after a tryst. Who has the incentive and the planted eyes (::cough:: Jake as NSA head ::cough) to get that photo? But Lillian is not just an ambitious, Pulitzer-winning journalist (511), she’s also thirsty in more ways than one, and has the connection to Fitzgerald to exploit. I’m just saying, this is all a little too convenient and smells of Rowan. He uses people who have grudges. All of this allows him to let the Republicans destroy themselves while he and his black Democrat, Edison, pop their collars.
I’ve worked hard to repair my relationship with both parents, but they put in work, too, and actually had real love for me. Because I think Rowan wears a parental mask and is not actually Olivia’s father (how could he treat her as he does?), I think he’s incapable of having an equitable relationship with Olivia wherein he can’t play Zeus with her puppet strings. That’s not a father. Rowan has always been more invested in the idea of “the formidable Olivia Pope” (310), than he has been in the actual woman. Hopefully, somewhere inside Olivia she can still imagine another life that bridges the gap between her current reality and her indulgent Vermont fantasy (410).
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I’m a reliable troublemaker. (Laughter) As my job is to critique the arena, the shoddy systems and the folks who refuse to do higher, as a writer, as a speaker, as a shady Nigerian — (Laughter) I consider like my motive is to be this cat. (Laughter) i am the character who’s watching at different folks, like, "i want you to repair it." that is me. I want us to depart this world higher than we found it.And the way I opt for to influence change is via speakme up, by way of being the first and by being the domino. For a line of dominoes to fall, one has to fall first, which then leaves the opposite choiceless to do the equal. And that domino that falls, we’re hoping that, ok, the following person that sees that is prompted to be a domino. Being the domino, for me, looks like speaking up and doing the things which can be particularly complex, notably when they are wanted, with the hope that others will follow suit. And here’s the article: i’m the person who says what you possibly pondering however dared not to say.Plenty of instances persons think that we’re fearless, the individuals who do this, we’re fearless. We’re no longer fearless. We’re no longer unafraid of the penalties or the sacrifices that we must make by means of speaking fact to vigor. What happens is, we believe like we have to, on account that there are too few men and women on the planet inclined to be the domino, too few people inclined to take that fall. We’re not doing it with out fear. Now, let’s speak about fear. I knew precisely what I wanted to be after I grew up.I was once like, "i’m going to be a physician!" doctor Luvvie was the dream. I used to be Doc McStuffins before it was a thing. (Laughter) and i don’t forget when I went to college, my freshman yr, I had to take Chemistry one hundred and one for my premed main. I got the first and final D of my tutorial career. (Laughter) So I went to my advisor, and i was once like, "ok, let’s drop the premed, due to the fact this health care provider thing is just not going to work, due to the fact i don’t even like hospitals. So …" (Laughter) "Let’s simply don’t forget that carried out for." And that same semester, I began blogging. That was 2003. In order that one dream was ending, a different was once establishing. And then what used to be a adorable hobby became my full-time job when I misplaced my marketing job in 2010. But it still took me two more years to claim, "i am a writer." 9 years after I had started writing, before I mentioned, "i’m a creator," since I was fearful of what occurs with out 401ks, with out, "How am I going to maintain up my shoe addiction? That’s main to me." (Laughter) So it took me that lengthy to own this thing that was once what my motive was.After which i noticed, worry has an extraordinarily concrete vigour of keeping us from doing and pronouncing the matters which might be our rationale. And that i was once like, "you realize what? I’m no longer going to let worry rule my life. I am now not going to let fear dictate what I do." after which all of those wonderful matters began taking place, and dominoes started to fall. So after I realized that, I was once like, "ok, 2015, I turned 30, it’ll be my year of ‘Do it anyway.’ some thing that scares me, i will actively pursue it." So, i am a Capricorn. I love my consider solidly on the ground.I decided to take my first-ever solo trip, and it used to be out of the country to the Dominican Republic. So on my birthday, what did I do? I went ziplining through the forests of Punta Cana. And for some ordinary cause, I had on trade informal. Don’t ask why. (Laughter) and that i had an high-quality time. Additionally, i do not like being submerged in water. I like to be, again, on strong ground. So I went to Mexico and swam with dolphins underwater. And then the cool thing that I did also that year that was my mountain used to be I wrote my book, "i am Judging You: The Do-better handbook," and i had to own — (Applause) that whole writing factor now, right? Sure.However the very anti-me thing that I did that 12 months that scared the crap out of me — I went skydiving. We’re about to fall out of the airplane. I was once like, "I’ve achieved some silly matters in life. This is one of them." (Laughter) after which we come falling right down to Earth, and i literally lose my breath as I see Earth, and that i was once like, "I just fell out of a perfectly just right plane on intent." (Laughter) "what is wrong with me?!" but then I looked down at the magnificence, and that i was like, "this is the high-quality factor I would have completed. This was once an strong decision." and i consider concerning the occasions after I must speak actuality. It appears like i’m falling out of that plane. It seems like that second once I’m at the edge of the airplane, and i am like, "You should not do that," but then I do it anyway, for the reason that I understand I ought to.Sitting at the fringe of that plane and variety of staying on that airplane is remedy to me. And that i believe like every day that i’m talking truth against associations and folks who’re larger than me and simply forces which are more strong than me, I feel like i am falling out of that airplane. But I appreciate relief is overrated. Due to the fact that being quiet is comfortable. Maintaining matters the way they’ve been is cozy. And all alleviation has finished is maintain the status quo. So we’ve got got to get cozy with being uncomfortable via talking these difficult truths when they’re integral. And that i — (Applause) And for me, though, I recognize that I must communicate these truths, on the grounds that honesty is so foremost to me.My integrity is something I preserve expensive. Justice — i don’t believe justice will have to be an option. We should perpetually have justice. Additionally, I feel in shea butter as a core price, and — (Laughter) and that i think the arena would be better if we were extra moisturized. But apart from that, with these as my core values, I need to speak the truth.I have no different alternative within the topic. But people like me, the professional troublemakers, must no longer be the only ones who’re committed to being these dominoes who’re normally falling out of planes or being the first one to take this hit. Individuals are so afraid of those acute penalties, no longer realizing that there are normally when we stroll in rooms and we are probably the most most robust persons in those rooms — we perhaps the 2nd-most robust, 1/3-most powerful. And that i firmly think that our job in these occasions is to disrupt what is happening. After which if we’re now not probably the most powerful, if two more of us band collectively, it makes us robust. It’s like cosigning the woman within the assembly, you know, the woman who can not seem to get her phrase out, or just making definite that other individual who cannot make a point is being heard.Our job is to ensure they have got room for that. Every person’s good-being is group industry. If we made that a point, we would comprehend that, for the instances when we want help, we would not have got to look around so rough if we made certain we have been somebody else’s help. And there are times when I believe like i’ve taken very public tumbles and falls, like the time once I was once asked to converse at a conference, they usually desired me to pay my manner there. After which I did some study and discovered the white guys who spoke there got compensated and got their journey paid for.The white women who spoke there obtained their travel paid for. The black females who spoke there have been expected to truly pay to speak there. And i was like, "What do I do?" and that i knew that if I spoke up about this publicly, I could face economic loss. But then I additionally understood that my silence serves no person. So I fearfully spoke up about it publicly, and other females started popping out to talk about, "I, too, have faced this variety of pay inequality." And it began a conversation about discriminatory pay practices that this conference used to be collaborating in. I felt like I was the domino the time I read a demanding memoir by a public determine and wrote a bit about it. I knew this man or woman was more robust than me and would affect my career, however I was like, "I’ve acquired to try this. I’ve received to sit at the edge of this airplane," perhaps for two hours. And that i did. And that i pressed "submit," and i ran away.(Laughter) and i came again to a viral put up and persons being like, "Oh my God, i’m so comfortable somebody ultimately said this." And it began a conversation about intellectual wellbeing and self-care, and i was once like, "adequate. Okay. This thing that i am doing, i guess, okay, it is doing whatever." and then so many persons had been the domino once they speak about how they’ve been assaulted by means of robust guys. And it’s made hundreds of thousands of women become a member of in and say, "Me Too." So, a shout-out to Tarana Burke for igniting that motion.(Applause) folks and systems rely on our silence to maintain us exactly where we are. Now, being the domino oftentimes comes down to being precisely who you might be. So, i have been a shady a person considering that I was three. (Laughter) that is me on my third birthday. However i’ve been this woman all my lifestyles, and that i consider like even that is been the domino, given that in a world that wants us to stroll round as representatives of ourselves, being yourself generally is a innovative act.And in an international that wants us to whisper, I decide on to yell. (Applause) When it’s time to say these tough matters, I ask myself three things. One: Did you mean it? Two: can you preserve it? Three: Did you say it with love? If the reply is yes to all three, I say it and let the chips fall. That is principal. That checkpoint with myself perpetually tells me, "sure, you’re supposed to do this." Telling the truth — telling thoughtful truths — will have to now not be a innovative act. Speaking truths to vigor will have to not be sacrificial, but they are. But I feel if more of us chose to try this for the better excellent, we would be in better spaces than we are right now. Speaking of the higher just right, I feel we commit ourselves to telling truths to build bridges to normal floor, and bridges that aren’t situated on fact will crumple.So it’s our job, it is our responsibility, it is our obligation to converse actuality to vigor, to be the domino, no longer just when it can be difficult — chiefly when it can be complicated. Thank you. (Applause) .
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Get comfortable with being uncomfortable | Luvvie Ajayi
I’m a reliable troublemaker. (Laughter) As my job is to critique the arena, the shoddy systems and the folks who refuse to do higher, as a writer, as a speaker, as a shady Nigerian — (Laughter) I consider like my motive is to be this cat. (Laughter) i am the character who’s watching at different folks, like, "i want you to repair it." that is me. I want us to depart this world higher than we found it.And the way I opt for to influence change is via speakme up, by way of being the first and by being the domino. For a line of dominoes to fall, one has to fall first, which then leaves the opposite choiceless to do the equal. And that domino that falls, we’re hoping that, ok, the following person that sees that is prompted to be a domino. Being the domino, for me, looks like speaking up and doing the things which can be particularly complex, notably when they are wanted, with the hope that others will follow suit. And here’s the article: i’m the person who says what you possibly pondering however dared not to say.Plenty of instances persons think that we’re fearless, the individuals who do this, we’re fearless. We’re no longer fearless. We’re no longer unafraid of the penalties or the sacrifices that we must make by means of speaking fact to vigor. What happens is, we believe like we have to, on account that there are too few men and women on the planet inclined to be the domino, too few people inclined to take that fall. We’re not doing it with out fear. Now, let’s speak about fear. I knew precisely what I wanted to be after I grew up.I was once like, "i’m going to be a physician!" doctor Luvvie was the dream. I used to be Doc McStuffins before it was a thing. (Laughter) and i don’t forget when I went to college, my freshman yr, I had to take Chemistry one hundred and one for my premed main. I got the first and final D of my tutorial career. (Laughter) So I went to my advisor, and i was once like, "ok, let’s drop the premed, due to the fact this health care provider thing is just not going to work, due to the fact i don’t even like hospitals. So …" (Laughter) "Let’s simply don’t forget that carried out for." And that same semester, I began blogging. That was 2003. In order that one dream was ending, a different was once establishing. And then what used to be a adorable hobby became my full-time job when I misplaced my marketing job in 2010. But it still took me two more years to claim, "i am a writer." 9 years after I had started writing, before I mentioned, "i’m a creator," since I was fearful of what occurs with out 401ks, with out, "How am I going to maintain up my shoe addiction? That’s main to me." (Laughter) So it took me that lengthy to own this thing that was once what my motive was.After which i noticed, worry has an extraordinarily concrete vigour of keeping us from doing and pronouncing the matters which might be our rationale. And that i was once like, "you realize what? I’m no longer going to let worry rule my life. I am now not going to let fear dictate what I do." after which all of those wonderful matters began taking place, and dominoes started to fall. So after I realized that, I was once like, "ok, 2015, I turned 30, it’ll be my year of ‘Do it anyway.’ some thing that scares me, i will actively pursue it." So, i am a Capricorn. I love my consider solidly on the ground.I decided to take my first-ever solo trip, and it used to be out of the country to the Dominican Republic. So on my birthday, what did I do? I went ziplining through the forests of Punta Cana. And for some ordinary cause, I had on trade informal. Don’t ask why. (Laughter) and that i had an high-quality time. Additionally, i do not like being submerged in water. I like to be, again, on strong ground. So I went to Mexico and swam with dolphins underwater. And then the cool thing that I did also that year that was my mountain used to be I wrote my book, "i am Judging You: The Do-better handbook," and i had to own — (Applause) that whole writing factor now, right? Sure.However the very anti-me thing that I did that 12 months that scared the crap out of me — I went skydiving. We’re about to fall out of the airplane. I was once like, "I’ve achieved some silly matters in life. This is one of them." (Laughter) after which we come falling right down to Earth, and i literally lose my breath as I see Earth, and that i was once like, "I just fell out of a perfectly just right plane on intent." (Laughter) "what is wrong with me?!" but then I looked down at the magnificence, and that i was like, "this is the high-quality factor I would have completed. This was once an strong decision." and i consider concerning the occasions after I must speak actuality. It appears like i’m falling out of that plane. It seems like that second once I’m at the edge of the airplane, and i am like, "You should not do that," but then I do it anyway, for the reason that I understand I ought to.Sitting at the fringe of that plane and variety of staying on that airplane is remedy to me. And that i believe like every day that i’m talking truth against associations and folks who’re larger than me and simply forces which are more strong than me, I feel like i am falling out of that airplane. But I appreciate relief is overrated. Due to the fact that being quiet is comfortable. Maintaining matters the way they’ve been is cozy. And all alleviation has finished is maintain the status quo. So we’ve got got to get cozy with being uncomfortable via talking these difficult truths when they’re integral. And that i — (Applause) And for me, though, I recognize that I must communicate these truths, on the grounds that honesty is so foremost to me.My integrity is something I preserve expensive. Justice — i don’t believe justice will have to be an option. We should perpetually have justice. Additionally, I feel in shea butter as a core price, and — (Laughter) and that i think the arena would be better if we were extra moisturized. But apart from that, with these as my core values, I need to speak the truth.I have no different alternative within the topic. But people like me, the professional troublemakers, must no longer be the only ones who’re committed to being these dominoes who’re normally falling out of planes or being the first one to take this hit. Individuals are so afraid of those acute penalties, no longer realizing that there are normally when we stroll in rooms and we are probably the most most robust persons in those rooms — we perhaps the 2nd-most robust, 1/3-most powerful. And that i firmly think that our job in these occasions is to disrupt what is happening. After which if we’re now not probably the most powerful, if two more of us band collectively, it makes us robust. It’s like cosigning the woman within the assembly, you know, the woman who can not seem to get her phrase out, or just making definite that other individual who cannot make a point is being heard.Our job is to ensure they have got room for that. Every person’s good-being is group industry. If we made that a point, we would comprehend that, for the instances when we want help, we would not have got to look around so rough if we made certain we have been somebody else’s help. And there are times when I believe like i’ve taken very public tumbles and falls, like the time once I was once asked to converse at a conference, they usually desired me to pay my manner there. After which I did some study and discovered the white guys who spoke there got compensated and got their journey paid for.The white women who spoke there obtained their travel paid for. The black females who spoke there have been expected to truly pay to speak there. And i was like, "What do I do?" and that i knew that if I spoke up about this publicly, I could face economic loss. But then I additionally understood that my silence serves no person. So I fearfully spoke up about it publicly, and other females started popping out to talk about, "I, too, have faced this variety of pay inequality." And it began a conversation about discriminatory pay practices that this conference used to be collaborating in. I felt like I was the domino the time I read a demanding memoir by a public determine and wrote a bit about it. I knew this man or woman was more robust than me and would affect my career, however I was like, "I’ve acquired to try this. I’ve received to sit at the edge of this airplane," perhaps for two hours. And that i did. And that i pressed "submit," and i ran away.(Laughter) and i came again to a viral put up and persons being like, "Oh my God, i’m so comfortable somebody ultimately said this." And it began a conversation about intellectual wellbeing and self-care, and i was once like, "adequate. Okay. This thing that i am doing, i guess, okay, it is doing whatever." and then so many persons had been the domino once they speak about how they’ve been assaulted by means of robust guys. And it’s made hundreds of thousands of women become a member of in and say, "Me Too." So, a shout-out to Tarana Burke for igniting that motion.(Applause) folks and systems rely on our silence to maintain us exactly where we are. Now, being the domino oftentimes comes down to being precisely who you might be. So, i have been a shady a person considering that I was three. (Laughter) that is me on my third birthday. However i’ve been this woman all my lifestyles, and that i consider like even that is been the domino, given that in a world that wants us to stroll round as representatives of ourselves, being yourself generally is a innovative act.And in an international that wants us to whisper, I decide on to yell. (Applause) When it’s time to say these tough matters, I ask myself three things. One: Did you mean it? Two: can you preserve it? Three: Did you say it with love? If the reply is yes to all three, I say it and let the chips fall. That is principal. That checkpoint with myself perpetually tells me, "sure, you’re supposed to do this." Telling the truth — telling thoughtful truths — will have to now not be a innovative act. Speaking truths to vigor will have to not be sacrificial, but they are. But I feel if more of us chose to try this for the better excellent, we would be in better spaces than we are right now. Speaking of the higher just right, I feel we commit ourselves to telling truths to build bridges to normal floor, and bridges that aren’t situated on fact will crumple.So it’s our job, it is our responsibility, it is our obligation to converse actuality to vigor, to be the domino, no longer just when it can be difficult — chiefly when it can be complicated. Thank you. (Applause) .
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