#i am not lying when i tell u i will not have the motivation nor the time tmrw

[rainofthetwilight]

heeheeohoohoo i smell a cole's family wip (i drank coffee just to continue this. my ass is NOT gonna have motivation tmrw)

[noroi1000]

Hi, my name is ria and thanks for accepting my request.

pronouns: - she/her , straight , interested in men

fandom : jjk

appearance:- i am 5'3 , i have blackish brown wavy hair , big brown eyes and pretty eyebrows. I am neither chubby nor slender just the perfect weight for my height. my skin complexion is wheatish.

MBTI: intj

personality:- i am often viewed as cold individual with superiority complex and the 'hard-worker' of the group. which is true to some extent (except the superiority complex part).i can be super funny, sarcastic and i have varied emotions. i work really hard to fulfil responsibilties. i am  loyal , and responsible. I do get depressed with life sometimes finding no meaning or purpose but try my best to move on. i also cannot make friends easily due to trust issues, also I am not close to anyone not  even to my parents I find it so hard to match up to their expectations of being 'perfect' and it stresses me so much. The best part about  dating me can be that i can help u with u r work and  motivate to u and be there for u when times r tough.

likes:- i really like it when others are passionate about their dreams and work for it. I find it really attractive. Also people who defend their loved ones even if the world is against them is also such an attractive quality. i like long walks in garden with my loved one with meaningful silence and meaningful late night conversations on any topic is my favourite thing. I just want them to treat me special sometimes.

dislikes:- gossips , drama , liars , hypocrites , bossy people . infidelity is deal breaker for me. i get super cold and won't address the problem anymore and break the relation right away.

hobbies: books , cooking ( i am reallyyy good at it ) , anime , music and occasionally i sing and most of them tell me i have good voice but i don't think so .

love language :- i am happy to give whatever kind of affection they crave for.

i like to receive words of affirmation and acts of service.

physical affection is totally ok in later stage of relation.

A/N: We have very similar characters🙂

I think your matchup is

Suguru Geto

He is seen as a dispassionate person. As if he was empty inside. No emotions. Even so, these emotions always seem dark. When you look at him, one thing that can be noticed, is a dark aura. Which is why he is also confused with a cold person. He can also be considered to be superior to other people. But it is not so. He is the person who sees almost every person as equal. And even he himself may consider himself lower in position than the rest...

He is responsible and always tries to work hard to get everything done. And until he finishes it, he won't stop there.

His emotions are different. He is actually a very cheerful person. He can annoy you sometimes. He can laugh like no other, and have fun in the same way. You just need to be in the right mood and in the right company. He can also laugh at people and his own stupidity...

He does his duty, but also feels like nothing makes sense. How can he work hard without thanks from others? He always wants to show it's okay, even if it isn't. He always wants to avoid showing bad emotions to get through it all.

His trust is given only to his closest friends. No one else will get it. It has a very fickle nature and has its own secrets. Only some people can handle him like this, and he will let it happen to himself.

He tries to help as much as he can, to support others. He can even become such a support that he can replace the family. He can respect people's opinion and has no intention of spoiling anyone's dreams. Even if he himself cannot have what he wants, he will not take away hope from others. He supports people who pursue their goals.

He is capable of lying himself. But he does it most often when someone asks about his well-being. Even though he's literally beaten by life, fucked up, he will say with a smile on his face that everything is fine.

He doesn't want to lose anyone. He doesn't want anything to happen to anyone. He is able to do whatever it takes to make someone happy. He does not like when someone is lying himself saying that he is okay.

Headcanon:

• A relationship with him is like an oasis of peace combined with a constant party inside.

• Every moment with him is loving, even if he irritates you. Many people may hate him for always seeming better than them, and he is often disrespectful too. Some persons knows the behavior of others well, and does not care when someone hates him. Like how he is, there must be a reason. And if it is a person of insignificance to him, it would make no sense to try to come back to that person's favor. In there is something important to him that he cannot explain. He doesn't know how. Some of them are playful people who can come back as if nothing had ever happened between them, or there are also people in peoplehis life whom he is able to apologize to. For example, when he wants to be reconciled quickly.

• He wouldn't be able to betray a friend, much less a partner. He can't think of a broken heart. If someone doesn't break his heart, he won't be able to break that person's heart. For him, no one deserves a broken heart. Unless he did something that proves he's not worth being treated well. He doesn't want you to suffer. He will be a faithful friend and boyfriend. No matter what will happen.

• If you like something, he also likes it. After all, if you like a thing, he will do the same. He likes you. You can ask him for something and he will do it. Not that he will do everything without hesitation. He must know what he is doing and what the results will be. But it is important that you will be satisfied with it.

• He likes to listen to you, to look at you and also to feel you. Anything that can show him that you are with him.

• When you need it, he will keep telling you that he loves you. You are important to him. And a lot of other things. That you would believe in yourself in times of weakness and that you are not alone.

• Hugging, kissing, talking. Whatever it is, he loves it all. He's a good listener and it's nice to cuddle with him. He can give you a sense of security very quickly.

• He doesn't want you to hide from him that you are bad.

• He has its requirements. Surely he would like an important person to think that he is equally important to him. That this person would give him their feelings.

• If he can do anything for someone important, he would like it too. But it's enough for him to be with him.

"You know you can rely on me, right? I love you just the way you are. Don't worry about the world, Okay? We are not able to do everything perfectly as others would like. Hey, it's okay now. Come here. I will try to improve your mood for the day!"

[cotccotc]

♡ 7:43 am ; belly ache

set in the domus amoris universe !

genre/s: comfort, fluff, established relationship/domestic au, hyunjin x gn reader

wc: ~1.2k

warnings: body image/self esteem issues

a/n: the title is a pun get it DSFJK anyways- i got this idea a while back but i thought the new @districtninewriters​ writers’ room prompt for the week suited it well so i decided to put it into action :)) just some light hearted comfort loveliness :)))) i hope u enjoy!

“baby, i have to go at some point,” you say, chuckling as hyunjin clings onto your sweater sleeve for dear life. if he grabs it any tighter, you think he might rip the cotton fabric straight off.

“but why? stay here,” he whines. though sleepy and quiet, he’s persistent. and, as you look down on his pouty, puffy morning face with closed eyes and furrowed brows, your heart pangs with the urge to do as he wishes.

giggling, you continue your attempt to begin your day. “i have to go return the pants i bought the other day. now, will you please-”

he lets go. immediately. you’re almost sent backward. “...what?” he asks, opening his eyes for the first time all morning. “why?”

“what do you mean, why?” you laugh again. he’s so cute. yet, he’s so concerned... what for?

“why do you have to return them? i thought you liked them.”

“i… i did…”

well… you thought you would when you purchased them. they were black dress pants with a form that hugged the shape of your legs; perfect for going out… however, you couldn’t overlook the way your stomach appeared to protrude from them. it’s something you always forget about when you find an article of clothing you like. but every time you try something on, you’re reminded. that’s why right now, you’re wearing a sweater of his that’s long enough to cover the mass your eyes tend to zoom in on through your jeans. you hate it. the feeling will pass in a matter of days… but it always comes back.

“i changed my mind after trying them on,” you continue, curtly.

he sits up, pulling the covers off of his form and taking a seat on the edge of the bed. he takes your hand in his. “but why? they looked so good on you.”

you gaze into his wide, glimmering irises. you don’t want to lie to him; you couldn’t. he already knows something’s wrong. he always does.

“well…” your eyes fall upon your interlocked hands, rubbing his fingers with your thumb to distract yourself from the task at hand. he places his other hand against the junction of your waist and hip, an area of your body upon which his hands fit perfectly. yet, right now, it stings.

“you can tell me anything, baby,” he assures you.

you begin again. “i thought i looked… fat… in them,” you murmur.

he appears confused. “what?”

“my… my stomach… i don’t know. i just didn’t like them on me, so i’m returning them. it’s not a big d-”

“yes it is,” he argues. you look back into his eyes. he’s completely awake now. you didn’t realize how passionate he’d become. but, when he cuts you off, you’re shocked.

he pauses, his tone and expression softening. “stay for a little while. please?”

you nod. honestly, you didn’t feel like going anyway. you just felt like you had to. you weren’t excited to return the pants; lying to the cashier at the clothing store and telling them that they didn’t fit, saying “no” to their offer to try another size, and accepting a store credit, only to never end up using it anyway.

he lifts the covers and lets you slip back inside, jeans and all. he settles next to you, head resting closely beside your stomach. he’s propped up against his hand, his face at a close proximity to the place that troubles you the most. you watch as he lifts the fabric of your sweater to reveal your belly, goosebumps forming all across your body from both the physical contact and his gaze upon your body. he’s seen you countless times, in countless places and with countless loving thoughts racing across his mind. in this moment, he recalls those thoughts, wondering if he’s done you a disservice by not sharing every single one. but he can’t think about that right now.

you stretch your arm down in an effort to hide your physical reaction to his touch. but, alas, he’s quick to protest.

“no,” he whispers, eyes flicking back up at your face. “i want to see you.” a pause. “if you’ll let me.” you simply close your eyes. you know you’re in good hands, in all forms of the phrase, but once again, your insecurities have clouded your lens.

still, hyunjin always knows just how to fix it.

he places his hand on the far side of your stomach, holding onto your waist and kneading your skin with his thumb. he leans down to press a kiss upon your skin before closing his eyes and leaving a trail of more. with each one, you jolt ever so slightly. it’s a bizarre new feeling.

he opens his eyes again. “hello, tummy,” he says, his voice low and endeared. you giggle. he shushes you with a silly, mockingly grave expression on his face. “we’re having a moment,” he exclaims.

‘we’, of course, referring to the love of your life and your stomach. how romantic.

nevertheless, he turns back to your middle and continues. “anyways… i just wanted you to know that i love you…” a kiss. “and i think…” another. “that you’re perfect.” three kisses, back to back, on all different areas along the expanse of your skin. then, he shifts the placement of his hand, rubbing back and forth over you.

you love him. you know you do, and you always have. it never wavers, nor diminishes. but sometimes you forget how poignant your love for him really is. it’s times like these, however, when you recall the feeling. you love him. you really do.

“and whenever this one,” he remarks, pointing to you, “tells you you’re not perfect… don’t listen.” he cheekily looks up at your face. your face, enveloped in warmth, smiling from ear to ear, and looking back at him like he’s the only boy you’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing.

he loves you. he really does.

“come here, dork,” you say to him. he giggles, pulling your sweater over your stomach, but leaving his warm hand underneath. he climbs over to you and lays down beside you, his face nestled in the crook of your neck.

“it’s true.” he kisses your skin, still massaging your waist with his thumb. “i love your belly. don’t be mean to it, or else you’ll have to go through me,” he threatens, prompting a full laugh from you. he chuckles alongside you, getting comfortable in bed once again. though his initial motives were selfish, he’s glad he coerced you into staying home, at least for a few minutes.

“fine. i’ll try.”

“you’ll try?! didn’t you hear what i said?” and suddenly, he begins tickling the skin on your belly. you squirm underneath his grasp, uncontrolled laughter spewing from your lips. “promise me you’ll be nicer to your tummy and i’ll stop tickling you!” he continues wiggling his fingers, travelling all over your body and emphasizing his efforts on your sides, which he knows is the most ticklish part of your frame.

“stop! stop it, stop! hyunjin!” you plead in between harsh breaths and unsuppressed laughter. though, the smile plastered on your face indicates to him that his endeavors have been successful.

he begins laughing as well, the corners of his eyes and the edges of his lips raising into a perfect, joyous little smile. “do you promise?”

“yes!” you shout, desperate to be rid of the feathery feeling of his fingers that prompts your body to contort itself against your will. “i promise!”

“good!” he responds, giggling into your neck while lifting his leg over yours and trapping your whole body in his embrace. “now stay here with me~” he coos.

...and who are you to say no?

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[sweet-evie]

you would probably be able to go on forever answering this (and honestly i would love something like the way u did when u answered if he loved shirley or kallen more after cc.. if it's not too much trouble for you 😅) but what convinced you that lelouch loves cc the most out of all the other girls (shirley & kallen)? taking just the series into consideration first then the movie. thank u!

Lol true 🤣😂 I could ramble forever.

And if it's about CLuCLu? 🤭😅😂 You better be ready for a lengthy (and I mean lengthy) essay. 😍😂

As for who Lelouch loves the most? 

I'm not so sure I would say C.C...

Canonically speaking, that would be Nunnally... And then probably Suzaku (platonically & shipping aside).

It's honestly not so much as I think he loves C.C. the most, it's just the ship that's to my taste. I mean, it's pretty obvious he cared about everyone he had personal relationships with. And I'm not Lelouch so I can't give a definitive answer. Lelouch is so complicated. 🙉😂

We could look at the subtle affection between them though 🤣😂😅 And why Lelouch & C.C. are soooo compatible (in my humble opinion).

But before we do... 

Let’s dive into the background.

And let's address the elephant in this essay.

C.C. betrayed Lelouch by lying to him for the majority of the series.

Okay... But do we understand why?

This is why I don't outright judge any character in Code Geass, because they all have a reason for doing what they do... well, the main cast anyway.

I saw this in a translation of the official texts... 

C.C. is the kind of code bearer who is torn between wanting to die or fulfilling her true wish. She purposely makes her contractors hate her for the sake of making it easier for them to take her code and kill her one day. (Which is why Mao doesn't work. Because he's too obsessed with her to kill her). Because she's desperate to die, and end her suffering. But let's not forget that she also has a secret wish: to be loved... 💝💘❤💗

Throughout R1 (and you only realize this after you watch the series in its entirety) and most of R2, C.C. is hellbent on making sure she dies that time around (especially because Lelouch shows so much promise and potential for ending her existence). Now why would I say that?

She deliberately lies to Lelouch and withholds information from him to make him hate her. So it would be easy to kill her and she gets to die, and he walks off happy without emotional baggage or trauma... In C.C.'s POV, that's a win-win. Her hypothetical scenario looks something like, "I make you hate me, that way when the time comes, you can kill me easily. I finally end my hell of immortality, and you get to live forever, although you may hate it one day like I did."

But you know what's fucking sad?

Aside from living on and on and having accumulated experiences and seeing the world and finding the entire point of life pointless and hopeless, the romantic part of me strongly believes C.C. wants to die because she 1) gives up on life and 2), she doesn't think anyone can truly love her after everything. She may have been hopeful, probably in the early years of immortality, but after everything she's been through, it's fucking impossible.

That might as well be canon. 😆 For all I know, it probably is. 🙉🤷‍♀️

Anyway, back to the point before I went on a weird tangent...

Remember, C.C. even asks him that question outright when they were in the Avalon. Remember? Kallen cockblocked them 🤣🤣😂😂

She asked if he hated her after everything she'd done to him (contextually speaking, & not the actual C.C. quote)

Anyway, when Lelouch finds out the terms of the contract... what happens?

He's moved by empathy... Because in his words, "Living just to die is so sad." He's too damn kind. C.C.'s intentions and plans BACKFIRE. It was in this moment that I believe Lelouch starts to understand (like truly 💯 understand) the depth of C.C.'s sadness and her personal tragedy.

He already started doing so in R1 when he saw her many deaths and he said he'll be a demon because she's a witch.

This series has reaffirmed the nature of their relationship as accomplices and partners plenty of times. First it was C.C. reiterating that in early R1, then Lelouch affirms it after the Mao-shooting-C.C.-in-Clovisland incident, and then the one I mentioned where they said they'd be a warlock/demon & a witch.

Now we circle back to R2, where Lelouch learns her true wish and gets to really see her. Like, C.C. in her entirety. From former slave-girl, to Geass-wielder, and then code-bearer.

Their complicated-turned-wholesome relationship has a slow and subtle build-up that mounts to, dare I say, a satisfying conclusion. For me anyway.

Because in the end, Lelouch did motivate C.C. to start living again. And C.C. stuck with Lelouch even if she didn't have to.

And he came to death smiling. 🥺😭

CG isn't about romance.

But if it did have an element of explicit romance between C.C. and Lelouch, I wouldn't have had complaints. It could have been a tragedy still, and I would be happy with it.

“C.C. didn't have to struggle as much for Lelouch's affection and that she got everything handed to her in a silver platter.” <-------- WRONG!

I do believe Lelouch bounces between hating C.C. and needing her. Like a fucking spectrum. And until her true self is revealed to him, I don't think Lelouch saw C.C. as a human being. Just another means to an end.

Lelouch & C.C.'s relationship is as bumpy as Lelouch & Suzaku's, albeit more subtle in its complications. Obviously, the SuzaLuLu dynamic is more fleshed out compared to CLuCLu because duh, CG is Lelouch & Suzaku's story. 😅

I can literally point out every moment where Lelouch is hating on C.C., and when you can tell he's desperate for her help and her presence. (But that's for another post 😂😂) Point is, he does it plenty of times that it's obvious their relationship is far from lovey-dovey hearts and rainbows.

So no, any sliver of implied romance between them is neither forced nor instant. There 👏 was 👏 build 👏 up! 👏

If CLuCLu romance was an actual thing in the show, it would have been so interesting to see the progression.

It's built on a slow but steady train to Love Land 🤣😂 Slow burn at its finest, as I imagine it would have taken two seasons before either Lelouch or C.C. would fess up and confess. Hell, it took them 2 seasons to care about each other deeply in all reality.

If it were a real shoujo romance, it would have been built on a unique trust... you know, the kind that only crops up when you've seen each other's lowest points and still choose to support one another. Unconditional love and all that 🤪🥳

It's not a stretch to say that Suzaku and C.C. saw plenty of moments where Lelouch was at his lowest, rawest moments. Moments where he strips himself of pride and his façade, and he caves to his burdens.

Lovely example of this is the C's World episode,

Also this scene where he calls and begs Suzaku to protect Nunnally...

And the times Lelouch grieves and despairs in C.C.'s presence.

They even added that lovely scene in the Recaps where he's despairing over Suzaku being Lancelot's pilot and having to fight his best friend. And C.C. is there offering him her advice and being the realistic voice.

A Brief Opinion on Re;surrection

The ending of Re;surrection was truly the closing of unfinished business between him and C.C... and as messy as that movie was, I still love that they touched on the profound meaning behind the names C.C. and Lelouch choose for themselves.

Re;surrection is Lelouch & C.C.'s moment 💯! CLuCLu fanservice at its finest. It's actually a decent (not great) alternate route if Lelouch lives after being killed. Plus, it's kind of obvious now that Re;surrection and the Recap films set it up to be CLuCLu end-game.

Still, it could have gone differently. Lelouch could have stayed behind and let C.C. leave. He had a choice. No one was asking Lelouch to go, and C.C. certainly wasn't goading him into leaving with her. Plus, it's obvious people wanted him to stay. Suzaku and Nunnally especially.

So of all the people he could have chosen to be with at the end of that movie, why her then?

Well, probably because C.C. really does know him and understand him on a level that's not easily achievable by many. Only matched by Suzaku, really. (Even Nunnally could admit to never really understanding Lelouch because her older brother shielded her as much as he could from being touched by the true cruelty of the world).

She wasn't handed his affection on a silver platter and vice versa. It's a relationship that developed mutual trust and understanding, even paving the way to noble sacrifice. Also, their sass is fucking on point.

And honestly, ever since Lelouch chose Geass and his path of blood, he wasn't exactly tethered to the world like a normal human being would be anymore. Both the original and alternate timeline express that wonderfully.

After everything he'd been through and the kind of power he'd acquired (both in the original & alternate timeline), I'd say he now exists on a level that's a little bit on par with C.C... Whether he wanted it or not, he tied his own fate to C.C.'s, in a way, when he accepted that contract and by making the choices that he did.

With that said,

In comparison to the main characters shipped with Lelouch -- Shirley, Kallen, and Euphemia -- C.C. (and Suzaku, honestly) have the edge for a romance with Lelouch. (According to my opinion! 👏👏👏)

Lelouch and Suzaku are opposites... Moon & Sun

Lelouch and C.C. are complements... Moon & Star

I know that's fucking cheesy 🧀🧀🧀 But it's the only metaphor I can think of. 😆😅 (Also, can you tell how pro-SuzaCLuCLu I am?)

All of that ⬆️ got me on board the CLuCLu train. And honestly, I don't want to leave.

[cutegirlmayra]

This is gonna be a v. indulgent prompt but how about some Silvamy? Especially with silver hopelessly pinning Amy (imma ramble on: his heart fluttering, heart beating so fast whenever he thinks of her and he is much happier and healthier, and he pinsss and yearns and longs) and the ending is more two sided? Maybe? Thank u 🎉

I’ll do my best, Sweet-Chan ^^;b

ONCE AGAIN, PLEASE, PROMPTS ARE ON SHUTDOWN! DON’T SEND ME MORE UNTIL THEY REOPEN AGAIN! Thank you~

Prompt:

It was getting harder…

I came back from the future on a report of something happening with the Chaos Emeralds in the past. Apparently, Eggman had found himself a new ‘friend’, so to speak. But this… this monster was like nothing Sonic, nor his friends had ever faced before.

We were engulfed by the Chaos Emeralds power, time and space suddenly shifted, but not just that…

I shifted.

We were all separated, but me and… Me and Amy, by some matter of fate, were consumed in the light that sent us to the same place.

Here, there seems to be a never-ending winter. But the snow doesn’t really bother me so much. Amy, though… It was hard to watch her struggle.

This place… this zone… It was horribly gloomy. But no matter how cold Amy was, she was always… smiling.

Silver stopped walking a moment, his feet sinking into the snow a moment as he looked up into the cloudy air above him.

“Will it never stop snowing?” he held out his hand, watching a snowflake fall to it and melt even before it reached him.

It wasn’t just body heat, but his unique abilities allowed him to divert the chilly wind or keep the sun centered on them. He could telepathically move heat to himself, something he couldn’t have done before. But in this strange world… with the Chaos Emeralds effect creating for him some new abilities, he was able to do many things.

“S…Silver…”

His eyes widened and he turned around. “Amy..!” his hand glowed and he immediately brought her closer, within the ‘orb’ he had created to keep the heat in. “I’m sorry, I must have been moving too fast. I’ll try and remember to keep you close…em!” his face suddenly turned red, seeing her willingly lean into his chest fur and shiver from the cold outside his concentrated bubble.

“Y-you o-o-ought to look be-be-behind you more…” It was a light scold, barely a complaint as she rubbed her arms for warmth.

“OoooOOOoohh… Silver! Don’t just stand there! R-rub your hands with mine!” she took his hands instantly before he could even object and turned her back to the warmth of his chest and began rubbing their hands together.

“E..Ehh??” He moved his head around, not sure what to do but tried fighting the urge to resist her. “A-Amy…”

“Quit making a fuss, you’re the one that has these new ‘heat’ powers and besides, you said that next time I get cold I could just come closer to you, right?” she looked behind her a second and then placed his–now warm hands–up to her face. “Ahh~ It’s like hand warmers… but literally! Haha!”

He was so confused. For one, his heart was doing something strange. Was it the chaos manipulation? He couldn’t tell. It bounced in rhythm to a song he didn’t know nor understood, but the pounding sensation made him uncomfortable…

“A-Amy…” He lightly whispered this protest out, but then just shut his eyes to take it. ‘I-It was my fault she fell out of the force, I should be m-more considerate of her!’ his eyelids trembled before blinking open again. “U-Um… That’s not quite how it works but… I am sorry about that.”

“Don’t worry, Silver. I know you’re trying your best to find a way back to our time and place.” Amy’s voice comforted him almost instantly, but he didn’t know why.

She had moved his gloved hands away from her face, looked up and over her shoulder, and smiled so warmly to him… he didn’t need the sun for a moment, he just needed her eyes to warm his insides.

His hands twitched slightly… they were warm against her face…

His eyelids drooped and his actions began to be smoother in motion, moving to take her hands again as she–surprised–looked to see what was going on.

“Huh?”

“I promise. I’ll find a way to get us out of here.”

‘W-where was this strength coming from? I see her face and I just… her hope in me… I don’t want to let her down! I have to protect her! She’ll die out here if it wasn’t for my new abilities. I can’t let that happen. I won’t let that happen!’

With new resolve, nodded to her, “Amy, I think I’m gonna try and fly again.”

“Fly?” Amy turned away from the odd action of his hands and looked back to him, curious. “But didn’t you fall straight into the snow last time?”

In this winter wonderland, she was like looking at spring.

He smiled, relaxing for some unknown reason. “Please, have a little more faith in me.”

“Yeah, but you hit rock bottom. Hard…” Amy looked a bit worried, but her words suddenly shook his resolve.

“I-I-I was just off my usual balance and concentration!” he blushed again, raising his voice just a little higher to try and sound affirmative. “I don’t think it will happen a-again!”

“Emm…” she studied his face, then squinted her eyes and moved… -gulp- dangerously close to his face.

“I-Is there something wrong?” he shifted his eyes about, not liking how his hands grew sweaty and his heart started to skip the song and just start playing an entirely new beat.

After a moment of her invading his own personal bubble inside the heat trap, she finally moved away and smiled. “I can see Sonic in your eyes. I know you’ll do it. Just like he does!” she beamed.

But that… broke his spirit somewhat.

He froze… in that little melting snowbank…

He let go of her hands, “O-oh… like Sonic… Right.”

‘Why am I acting this way..? What has the Chaos Emeralds done to me? Sonic is an amazing hero… I… I don’t understand why comparing him to be is so upsetting right now…’

he moved up and began to try and float again, but his jaw tightened and his eyebrows quivered down to a narrowed glare.

‘I’m not Sonic! I’ll do this my way. I’ll show her she can trust my eyes! Why did she see him in me?! What does that even mean-Ah…Ahhhh!!!’

Silver lost his focus again and straight down into an icy river he fell.

“Silver!” the muffled voice of Amy’s cry under the water broke his moment of unconsciousness from the impact.

‘Amy… I’m failing her… she needs me … she … I have to… keep her warm…’ The cold was starting to pierce through his thick hair and fur, the wetness soaking his gloves and shoes… now the bitter cold finally made his actions slow, but his mind was fully alive. ‘Amy… Amy..!!!’

As he tried to bring out his power, reaching his hand up to the water’s clear and shining surface, it was disturbed almost instantly by Amy jumping in and diving for him.

‘What?’ Air bubbles escaped his mouth, left completely in amazement. ‘She’ll get cold… what is she doing? Is she… coming for… me?’

She grabbed his hand, turning around and heading back to the surface.

We quickly found a shelter, it wasn’t much, but with the excuse–wait… why am I calling it an excuse? It’s a reliable reason! A-anyway… I was wet and cold. Amy came closer and began to rub my arms and head, trying to help me warm up so I could use my power again.

She was clearly freezing… but even as her teeth clattered against one another… I would look up and see her desperately trying to warm me… Where did that determination come from? Was it… Was she…

Silver’s eyes suddenly focused on her, as she began to sigh.

“Man… You’re really soaked all the way through. Geez… I told you you could, but I didn’t mean for you to bolt off into the sky like that! It was too fast, of course you wouldn’t be able to see. Ohhh… I should have mentioned to take it easy. I guess my motivation can sometimes be a little too effective…”

Her hands over his head… he completely gave in and let her hands move his head in any which way they moved him. He closed his eyes, feeling her and her breath just above him.

He was sitting down, but Amy was up on her knees, moving closer as he went limp.

“H-hey! Come on, Silver! Stay with me!” her voice turned frantic and he blinked his eyes slowly open again.

“S-…Sorry.”

‘What’s happening to me? I just… I want her closer…’

He could feel the urge to lift his icy hands up, pull her against him, and let the heat do the rest… but as he thought about it, his face flushed again and he couldn’t help but stare up at her.

“S…Silver?” She leaned one hand down to touch his head, “Ah! You’re burning up!”

“…Am I?” he smiled, his eyes bending as though he wasn’t completely there anymore.

“Ohh…” Amy looked a little upset, placing her forehead to his own. “Hmm… Here.” she sat down in front of him and leaned against him, holding him. “Take in some of my heat. Together, we should be able to warm each other up enough for you to use your powers again.”

…Did he want too?

If he did… she wouldn’t remain like this… But would he rather die a frozen hedgehog than let her go?

Soon, he had enough strength to trigger his powers again, allowing Amy to rest in the warmth of the sun for a moment as they headed out.

“Don’t let go!” he urged, a few times, as Amy held onto his flying body. “For some reason, I can’t lift you up and hold this circle around us at the same time.”

‘…Is it wrong to say I don’t want to try? Is that lying?’

“Waahh..! Just try and summon Chaos Control again! Eeee..! Don’t drop me!” she was flailing about, holding herself up by wrapping her arms around his neck, being held up by his shoulders.

He puffed out his chest, smiling.

He had plenty of energy now, but tilted himself slightly to keep her balanced on him a bit.

“Don’t worry, I won’t ever let you fall.” he leaned his head into the top of hers. “Never… Definitely never.”

‘Who needs a portal?’ had he completely lost his mind?

When a portal opened above him though, he was sad, but Amy’s face lit up in joy.

“It’s working!”

“I’m not doing that…” He admitted, almost like he was pouting in disappointment.

The gang had saved them… whoopie.

Coming back, he couldn’t stop thinking about her. Defeating Eggman? He took his time, didn’t work as hard. Going back to the future? He made every attempt to convince Sonic and the gang he needed to stay longer…

Really, I just wanted to be around her more.

Her cheery voice… her gentle touch… her tough attitude during cold fronts… She was amazing to him.

‘Maybe she does love everyone… but for now, I’ll just pretend it’s only me.’

His powers returned to normal, so now he didn’t have an excuse to hold her hands, bring her closer…

He bent down by her side while she attended her garden. She was so close… yet so far.

He wanted so desperately to reach out for her, even thinking of maybe taking the hose in her hand and manipulating it to spray near her, then he would jump in–grab her– and yell out, “Look out!” as though he hadn’t staged it.

Her soft fur against his own… Her hands moving along his head… Her voice crying out his name…

“Silver?”

“Yeah… just like that.” he closed his eyes and leaned his head up to the sun, before hearing her say it again.

“Umm… Silver?” Her eyes looked unamused.

“…GAHK!?” His face shone red and he freaked out, jumping up into the air and hovering their a second, “Did I say that out loud!?”

“E-hee. You sure did.” she giggled it off… but would she ever figure it out?

“Ohh Geez…” He slouched in the air.

“Hey, make yourself useful and fetch me some of those sunflower seeds.” She pointed behind her. “I also want to plant some of those white flowers over here. They remind me of you! Haha! See?” she showed him the picture, taping it to a stick and putting the stick down in the soft, deep brown soil where her flowers would go.

“Sunflowers?” he blinked his eyes, using his abilities to bring them over. “These ones?”

“That’s right! I wanted something to remind me of the sun in that world, and of you, of course.” She nodded towards him.

“…You are my sun.”

“Huh?”

“Ohh… Nothing!” he gripped his head, ‘Man, figuring out I love her is so hard! I can’t hide a thing! At least she’s easily distracted and can’t tell…’ 

“N-Nothing at all!!!” he took off, “Ignore me!”

“Hmm… What is that boy thinking?” Amy batted an eye a moment, “Couldn’t be… me, could it?” she laughed at the idea. “Silver?”

He flew back, still flustered. “E-emm?” his mouth wiggled in a nervous line, and his eyes remained shut and head facing up and away from her pretty gaze towards him.

“…I hope you don’t leave for a while.” her eyes softened.

“H-huh?” He turned to finally look at her again.

“…Do you know why?” she tilted her head, …

‘Ohh… Don’t do that.’ his eyes turned back to a clear sign of infatuation. ‘Can’t you see it drives me wild!?’

“No… I don’t know why…” He moved closer, “Tell me?”

The plea was almost too much, so she turned away and “Pfft!”d to the side.

‘Oh, now she’s mocking me.’ he pouted, moving slightly away.

“I’m serious! Why do you want me to stay?”

“Cause the world seems a lot warmer with your innocent heart flying around everywhere.” she winked his way, and then planted the first seed of the white flower. “It’s nice to have you around… You’re very genuine. I hope these flowers bloom before you do go. That way, I won’t be sad when you leave. But I’ll have them spreading that same warmth to my world. Well, I hope so, anyway.” She giggled, “Don’t make that stop you from leaving if you were going too. I just wouldn’t have a picture of you, and that would be sad, you know?”

She took out her miles-electric, looking sadly to it with a smile before he put his hand to it and pushed it down, startling her as she looked to his face just inches away from her cheek, hovering over her shoulder.

“Don’t worry.”

‘Does she see my eyes now..? And not Sonic’s?’

He smiled kindly to her, trying to convey what his heart pined for him to declare.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

And for once, he did see her stare differently at him.

‘These aren’t Sonic’s eyes…’ He moved closer…

‘They’re mine… Looking at you.’

[goddessofthundathighs]

INTERLUDE II: FREEDOM

Suggested Listenings/ Songs Mentioned: Luvin U x 6LACK;

Free x 6LACK; River of Tears x Alessia Cara

Prompts Included: “You’re never this quiet, what’s wrong?” & “Delete it. Now.” submitted by @princessstevens & Anon

4 years, 5 months, 19 days, and 12 hours had passed since the last time I saw her face and even now, she was still as beautiful as I remembered. Her hair was pulled back into long passion twists that stopped just above the waistline of the distressed denim jeans. The crisp white hightop Chuck Taylors matched the cropped top that she wore and orange Cateye frames decorated her face. She was regal and after all this time, she still took my breath away.

“Long time no see,” she finally spoke after a beat, regarding me with the smile that used to make my knees weak. I kept my face neutral, not wanting to give my wayward emotions away.

“Why are you here?”

“I missed you.”

“Bullshit.”

“I’m serious, Skylar. I never stopped thinking about you, and the fact that your face is on nearly every billboard in LA doesn’t exactly make it easy to avoid you.”

“You’re an actress and I've been avoiding you just fine, Monica.” I know that cut deep, but at the moment, I didn’t give a fuck. She had no right to be in my shop attempting to profess any type of feelings for me. We had long since ended our proverbial song and dance.

“So you have no words for me? No questions as to where I went or why I did what I did?”

“Monica, it’s been 4 years since the last time we spoke. As always, you got me all excited, talking about marriage, kids, and all that other shit, but then once your parents and family began shunning you for being happy with a woman, you changed. You projected your trauma and pain onto me as though I was the problem. Like I conned my way between your legs and forced you to want a life with me. It’s been the same song and dance between us since college. So forgive me if I don’t welcome you with open arms whenever the wind decides to blow you into my life. I’m not some toy that you can pick up and play with, then put back on the shelf when you feel like you don’t wanna be gay anymore. Your gay has seasons, mine doesn’t. This is me, 24/7 and I’ll be damned if I let you pull me into your pit of indecision and self-pity. I wasted 7 years of my life doing that, I’m good.”

“I think you should leave.” I was so busy fussing that I hadn’t even noticed O’Shea walk back in. Monica stood frozen, obviously taken aback by my speech, but it needed to be said. She took a step closer, regarding me carefully as her hands moved to touch my face. I moved my face and looked towards the exit. 

“I’ll always love you,” she whispered softly as she turned to walk out of the shop. 

“You good?”

“I’m fine, Shea.” I was lying and she knew it, but she just let me go, figuring a needed to be alone. I walked back to my office and called the one person I knew could make me feel better after seeing her. 

“Nola Green Flowers, this is Ruben. How can I help you?”

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O’Shea had a way of catching me off guard with her questions. For the last week, I have been actively avoiding both her and Erik, knowing they both wanted to check in with me and my mental state. I mean, I know that they were just looking out for me, but I really hadn’t been in the mood to discuss anything. I wanted things to go back to the way they were before she barged into my shop. 

“Sky?”

“Huh?”

“You’re never this quiet, what’s wrong?” The short answer: everything. 

“If you don’t wanna talk about it, we don’t have to.”

“Nah, you’re fine. I need to. Monica and I met back in 2007. It was my senior year of undergrad and I was in the process of completing all of my exit requirements. She was a cheerleader with the prettiest smile and her skin was immaculate. Like no matter the time of day, she glowed. She was beauty in its rawest form and I was stuck. She was the first girl I had ever looked at and was like ‘wow, she’s beautiful.’” 

“So she was your first girlfriend?”

“Yes. She was the first person, besides Erik that I found homeostasis with. We vibed and connected on a level that I hadn’t seen aside from my fathers.”

“So what happened?”

“In short, she wasn’t feeling it. We dated consistently for about 3 years until everything went downhill.”

“SKYYYLARRRRR!”

That sound never stopped being sexy to me. The way my name spilled from Monica’s lips as I licked and sucked her to oblivion was all the motivation I needed to make sure she’d sleep peacefully through the night as I worked on my dissertation. 

“Come on Babygirl. I know you ain’t tired, I’m just getting started,” I teased as I rolled my tongue against her clit before slipping it into her entrance. She loved when I tongue-fucked her. I could always feel her essence pool up on my tongue before sliding down my throat, and I’d drink it all while staring into her eyes. 

“Baby, I’m about to cum!” Bingo. I replaced my tongue with my fingers and slid up her body to place long, wet kisses down her neck and chest. One swipe of my thumb across her clit and she was squirting, soaking my fingers and sheets with that sweet nectar that had me addicted to her. I kissed her softly, massaging her legs and thighs to work the feeling back into them as I was sure they were numb. She hummed peacefully, thoroughly sated and drowsy from our session. 

“I often caught myself watching her in awe, wondering how I got so lucky to be in the presence of someone so authentic. Though I was a fairly good person, I sometimes felt as though I didn’t deserve her.”

“I don’t think I wanna do this anymore..” My heart stopped as I looked into her eyes. 

“It was fun while it lasted, but this lifestyle isn’t for me.”

“I wanted to yell. Fuss about her wasting my time for the last 3 years, getting my hopes up with talks of the future and children, but I let just let her go.”

“What did your dads say?”

“Papa Simon was crushed because he hated to see me cry, but Papa Ruben was like Erik. They both said that something felt off about her, but they kept quiet because they saw how happy I was. After we broke up, I drowned myself in my research. I made it so that I didn’t have time to nurture a relationship and therefore get my heart broken again. Then like clockwork, she’d pop back up every year or two, get back in my head, and drop me like a bad habit. It got to the point where I wouldn’t tell anyone she was back because I wasn’t sure how long she’d stay. Things finally ended in 2015. After 3 years of consistent dating followed by another 4 of on and off again flings, I was done. I couldn’t keep setting myself up for failure no matter how much I loved her.” 

“How did you cope with her being gone?” “Erik. Sometimes I would call him to vent and he’d take me shopping or out for ice cream to take my mind off her.”

“Not to change the subject, but when was the last time you guys had sex?” The question was calm like she was merely asking about the weather. “I know it’s blunt, but it’s been weighing on my mind for a while.”

“Before Monica, I had never had sex with a woman so, at the time, sex with Erik was all I knew. It was convenient and it was great. After her, I knew no man could ever touch me or make me feel that way again. We had sex for the first time since college four years ago and that was when I knew that being with a man wasn’t for me.”

“So y’all haven’t had any type of sexual encounters in four years?” I shook my head no.

“So then why does he—”

“He likes to get you riled up. You’re the first girl that understands and accepts our relationship. Everyone else always says that there’s no way that we can continue to be platonic given our history.”

“There’s nothing to misunderstand about the two of you. It’s very clear that you guys have a bond that isn't inherently sexual and or romantic in nature. At least not between you.”

“I think so too, but everyone has their own opinions. I remember his last girl, Lynda. She always thought that there was more to our relationship and that I was trying to steal him away from her. In actuality, I was trying to save her life, but that’s neither here nor there.”

“Save her life?! Oh goodness. What she do?”

“Long story.”

“Bitch I got time.” 

“Well…”

The sound of the phone ringing interrupted our story time and impromptu bonding. 

“Dr. Green? It’s Oya. Could we meet in person? I’d like to discuss the toys you recommended.”

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I’m going down, and you have watched me drown // In a river of tears, lost beneath the stream

Under the waves I’ve found the strength to say // the river of tears has washed me clean

Alessia Cara has a way of singing my soul. I sat at my desk, nursing a bottle of Hennessy as my text thread stared back at me. My mind had typed and retyped the message, yet nothing seemed to thoroughly convey everything I was feeling. I sighed, chugging the rest of the bottle before letting my fingers dance against the keys. 

All I ever asked of you was honesty. We have both always been super busy individuals so time wasn’t an issue, but I needed you to be your true self and I see now that you struggle with that. No matter how much I love and care for you, I can no longer allow you to make my heart your home whenever it’s convenient for you. I need someone that will shout their love for me to the heavens all the time, not just in the bedroom. I need someone that’s as raw and authentic with me as I am with them. So consider this my goodbye, I hope life treats you well. 

I watched the grey bubbles appear before a reply came through. To my surprise, I had just poured my heart out to the wrong person and his response was simple. 

That was beautiful. Delete it. Now.”

Of course I’d accidentally sent the message to Erik and as usual, he was right. She didn’t deserve my tears or an explanation of my feelings. I pushed myself up from my desk and wiped my tears as I walked upstairs to my bathroom. After a long, hot soak in the tub followed by my other Self-Care Sunday rituals, I changed my sheets and crawled into bed, vowing that tonight would be the last night that I cried for Monica Sanders.

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Ron Edwards Making No Sense

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Wayne Snyder Shared privately  -  Aug 18, 2015

Simon Bisley, 1997

(NOTE FOR THE TRANSCRIPT: The post consisted of a Simon Bisley painting)

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Richard GrenvilleAug 18, 2015+4 5 4

If I were in my bikini and bird mask ensemble I would not like to be in that position under all those razor-sharp spider parts, is all I'm saying. 

Richard GrenvilleAug 18, 2015

+Jeremy Duncan #startingequipment for Oriax?

Asia PickleAug 18, 2015

I do like his stuff. You ever seen that TV show Spaced?

Ron EdwardsAug 18, 2015

plus for audacity, but yeesh, Simon, you get the big bucks, try some figure drawing

Zak SmithAug 18, 2015+5 6 5

That is a baffling comment +Ron Edwards. I don't know if you mean to have a conversation about art here but techmastery snark against Simon Bisley is about as misplaced as taking Aretha Franklin to task for not knowing how to sing. Any distortions of naturalistic anatomy in Bisley are chosen stylistic effects.

Rafael ChandlerAug 18, 2015+3 4 3

Sweet. Love the bird-girl. Thinking she might not be human -- look at them fingers.

Ron EdwardsAug 18, 2015+3 4 3

+Zak Smith Ohhhh, I have been schooled now. I'm saying this as someone who likes you: fuck off, Zak. Can't a person post anything without you comin' in as Master Scold? Do you own art? All of it, or just Bisley? Can you not face being baffled, as you call it? Or that a person can post something wrong, like really wrong horribly OMG wrong, and the world won't collapse if you don't correct it?

And no, this isn't a debate. I don't like Bisley so much, so what, it's not going to change the world.

People knuckle under to you for one reason: because they're scared of being vilified Limbaugh-wise. You've got the moral high ground, the professional success, the accolades, and a life you can be proud of. Any reason you have to be a bully?

Answer me that before you crack down on me again.

Zak SmithAug 18, 2015+1 2 1

1. There's a difference between "I don't like Bisley" (statement of opinion, unarguable) And "Bisley lacks technical ability" (assertion of fact, arguable) and the second is so far as I can tell, simply misinformation. I have a moral obligation to correct it if I see it because you don't want people acting on bad information. 2.How are the rest of us supposed to know which of your many public opinions you want to discuss and which one we'll be attacked for discussing? You snarked at Simon Bisley (he didn't attack you), I neutrally commented that I don't think that was warranted, now you're biting my head off? 3. If you didn't want to talk about your opinion, why'd you say it where other people could read it? 4. How can a person with no coercive power over you be "bullying"? +Ron Edwards +Mike Davison 

David BaityAug 18, 2015

+Zak Smith lmfao

Victor Garrison (headspice)Aug 18, 2015+1 2 1

+Rafael Chandler​, Dude, what are you? A "fingers man"?

Ron EdwardsAug 18, 2015+1 2 1

+Zak Smith You hold and openly wield immense coercive power. You are a master of single-messaging people about whom they plus or not-plus, of posting public messages to shame, and of leveraging your deserved reputation as a great artist and contributor to the hobby for weight in conversations. You are widely feared and operate as a chilling agent throughout many discussions in which your tangible interests are not involved. You may intend this or you may not; I am not speaking to that. But either way, do not play "Li'l ol' me."

I won't be looking at this thread again until tomorrow, in case that interests anyone.

Zak SmithAug 18, 2015+1 2 1

Which one of these "powers" is forbidden from Mere Normal Men? "A master of single-messaging"? That isn't a magic spell, Ron, you can do that, too. +Ron Edwards You just type. As for "leveraging my reputation"--you can't simultaneously claim someone has a deserved reputation for contributions in a field and then claim that their influence is unfair . Either the reputation is deserved and so they should be influential. Or it isn't and they shouldn't.

Tony DemetriouAug 18, 2015+2 3 2

I love Bisley, and his style. This is pretty representative of my ideal goal, if I could magically make art in any style I choose.

The distorted anatomy is perfect, in the same way that I enjoy Disney animation - the choices of how to stylize or not to stylize it gives so much character to the piece. And I'm lucky that the choices Bisley makes are the ones I find appealing.

And those colours!

+Ron Edwards Um, not intending to dogpile or anything. I totally get why you might not like this :) - But I can't agree with the "figure drawing" comment, to my eye he clearly has mastered figure drawing, and now is deciding which rules to break. That's what I love most about this piece!

So when I see you criticize his anatomy, I assume that we've got a mismatch when it comes to what we enjoy about the stylizations.

I say this because in other posts you've made, you've linked to comics and referenced art with much weaker figure drawing than this without commenting on the lack of technical skills. While that might not mean anything, is it just that you find these particular ones to be ugly?

Joshua BlackketterAug 18, 2015

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David Lewis JohnsonAug 18, 2015

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Ron EdwardsAug 19, 2015

A new day, and two fallacies await.

1. The "magic spell" is classic deflection. I said nothing of who can and cannot do those things. Single-messaging is obviously available to everyone; . The question is why you do them, which you are failing to answer.

2. Deserved reputation in doing a thing, in this case art, is not a moral obligation (your term) to do some other thing. Especially if that other thing is itself morally unsound.

These were also posted as provocation: I said I wouldn't be looking at the thread again until today, which I didn't. You posted immediately with fallacy statements, which you're not dumb enough to believe are valid. I think you know well a person can barely if ever resist replying to such things. Then you can play "ah ha you were too looking." You caught me with that once, and that dog hunts no more.

I don't think you are posting in good social or intellectual faith. What frustrates me is that you usually do post in good faith, and with points I generally value - until someone flips your Scold Switch, and you launch into these modes of attack which have long passed their high-school sell-date. They're beneath you. Yes, anyone can do them, and again: why would you?

One more check-in tomorrow to see if you answer this time. Then I'm done.

Zak SmithAug 19, 2015+1 2 1

+Ron Edwards *People don't have ideas different than yours just to piss you off, Ron* You assume bad faith: this is not good. - 1. It isn't "Deflection"--Bullying by definition requires the bully have abilities the target does not. I cannot bully you as I possess no such powers. - 1b.  As for why I'd single-message someone: Because sometimes going "Dude do you know what's going on in that thread?" would derail a public thread so you send them a private message. Right now I genuinely don't know why you're attacking me or why anyone of good conscience would join in with you. I need facts. So I asked. - 2. Everybody has a moral obligation to fact-check stuff that's discussed. Period. You (or anyone else) say an inaccurate thing, it needs to get fact-checked. "I don't like Simon Bisley" requires no comment. "Simon Bisley lacks technical ability" requires a fact-check, just like "girls don't play D&D" or "game have to look like textbooks" or any other incorrect fact I come on here and check. - 2b. I say and believe things you disagree with  because I believe they're true, not out of a sadistic desire to upset you. (This probably goes for a lot of people.) I, of course, never post fallacies and don't do so in order to "provoke" people. Provoking you achieves nothing. It is a bizarre and paranoid conspiracy theory to assume I someone get some special cookie for making you (or anyone else) mad. Like what's my supposed motive in your worldview? I didn't wake up hating Simon Bisley just as much as you yesterday and suddenly pretend to think he had technical skill just because I thought it would upset Ron Edwards! And what a joy upsetting Ron Edwards is? Right? Oh I am so glad I got to do this! What glee  I have reaped from manufacturing this false opinion about my own profession simply in order to upset one random man! That would be like you pretending bats are made of goat cheese in order to piss off a biologist you don't like. Evidence I liked Bisley before today is not thin on the ground, nor is evidence that I fact-check people when they get things wrong. I would hope, as a biologist, you'd think fact-checking bullshit about your area of study is an end in itself . I feel the same way about art. When you make false  accusations and I counter them you are not the only audience for fact-checks I may do to those false accusations. Every single person who might ever read since the beginning of time needs to know you aren't telling the truth, not just you. Now:  The person making a claim has the burden of proof--if you are claiming I am lying prove that now.

Wayne SnyderAug 19, 2015+3 4 3

That's some pretty funny shit right there. This could have been one of those art posts where folks comment, "Cool." Or "Awesome!" But ya'll have brought the comments bar up a notch to down right entertaining. To bad you can't hear me slow clapping.

Wayne SnyderAug 19, 2015+2 3 2

But I must admit, I'm a bit sad it turned out to be an argument about arguing instead of an art criticism debate.

Tony DemetriouAug 19, 2015

Alas - the internet!

Zak SmithAug 19, 2015+2 3 2

+Wayne Snyder Would be happy to have the art criticism debate if there was someone who wanted to throw down on the other side. But that never really does happen.

Tony DemetriouAug 19, 2015

I don't know if anyone here has the technical chops to have that debate, +Zak Smith ?

Zak SmithAug 19, 2015+1 2 1

The whole talkin'-RPGs business relies on articulate amateurism +Tony Demetriou, if everybody here can say why they don't like Palladium or Pathfinder or Prometheus, they can, in theory, say why they think a painting fails. They may not be able to refer to personal experience painting, but I am not going to pull rank here and claim you need an MFA to critique a picture.

Tony DemetriouYesterday 12:22 AM

I kinda feel that, having played 2-10 hours of RPGs per week for a couple of decades now, I can speak as an expert on the topic (while recognizing there are many other experts)

With pictures, I can talk about what I like. But I don't really know how to engage in a criticism debate. Willing to try, of course! Especially since I learn so much by a good debate :)

Soooo....

What's with Bisley's neon colours? I love them, but my first impression when looking at this picture is a mess of brightness. That seems to be the opposite of when I look at, say, Franzetta who tends to use one dominant colour for the whole picture.

Is that a failing on Bisley's part, or just a stylistic preference? I love the colours, but could it have been possible to have made a picture like this, without the first impression being such a mess? Maybe better separation of them, rather than similar tones on overlapping objects?

I also find he often muddies the picture with unnecessary detail - like this picture has a great silhouette, and he pulls the two humans out of the background by making them brighter than the background. But the spider seems like it's a mess. What's with those skulls beneath its legs, that are the same colour as the legs, and the same brightness and contrast? It forces my eye to do work to figure out what I'm looking at. It doesn't "lead the eye" around the picture very well.

I'm a fan of both headdresses, but the material on the guy's one seems off - it looks like it's meant to be feathers, but to me it looks like some sort of white cardboard. The girl's headdress feathers look soft, which is what I'd expect from the guy's headdress too.

And the spider's abdomen kinda looks half finished? It looks like there's the brown from the background drawn over it. Or is that some sort of green in the background and not an abdomen? I dunno. I don't like it!

... but these are my nitpicks - as a whole image, I adore it!

Zak SmithYesterday 2:21 AM

I don't understand +Tony Demetriou , you have looked at far more pictures in your life than played games, why aren't you an expert on that, too?

Tony DemetriouYesterday 3:16 AM

Because of my nature.

I've mentally broken down and analysed what makes RPGs "work" and created my own, which tests my theories.

I've looked at many pictures, but until relatively recently (maybe 5 years ago?) I haven't been engaging with it in the same way. I'm trying to learn to draw, and it's given me a new perspective on art - I'm noticing things that I was never aware of before. My understanding of form and structure and linework is so much advanced just from this hobbyist learning - and I'm sure that once I go further I'll have similar gains with my understanding of tone, colour etc. once I start learning how to apply that too. So I "know how much I don't know" if that makes sense?

Maybe it's just how I learn - I very much "learn by doing", which explains why I'm more comfortable considering myself an expert on things that I make or do, rather than things I mostly observed.

That said - in the post above, I've given my criticisms of this picture. Do you agree or disagree with them, or have any comments of your own?

Zak SmithYesterday 3:26 AM+1 2 1

It can't be just you, as nearly every single intelligent person not trained inthe field is terrified of rendering an attempt at an intelligent opinion of a piece of art. As if it were somehow 1000 times more complex than a movie (which every person has opinions on). As for your criticisms: perhaps what they lack is a sufficient counterexample--like who does right the things you guess possibly he did wrong ? 

Tony DemetriouYesterday 3:39 AM

Good point. I have no problem at all discussing movies, and the artistry involved. Maybe it's some sort of assumed-complexity due to art criticism being viewed as some elite field?

Hmm, a counterexample - I can absolutely give examples of people who do it differently but I don't know if that means they're doing it right.

- For the bright colours, a lot of cartoons and 3D animation uses bright colours without the first impression being so confused. The artwork isn't nearly as good (in my opinion), but this picture is also brightly coloured, while still "reading" easily at first glance: http://www.wisdomswebzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/Tangled.jpg

I suspect it's because, although there are bright colours, it's still a pretty limited palette - mostly blue and purple. It also keeps the characters silhouetted by dressing Flynn in darker colours and with dark hair against the white horse, and putting the darker blue behind the horse.

Rembrant's The Night Watchman is a great example of a very busy picture with a lot of detail, where the detail doesn't muddy the picture (although it makes me feel like I've forgotten my glasses...) https://catholicismpure.wordpress.com/2011/03/19/the-night-watchman/

If Bisley had done something similar around the spider & figures it might have helped give it a clearer shape, and stopped the spider being such a mess?

For the headdress - I think Bisley's own picture is the best example of doing it "right" - the woman's headdress feathers look great, the man's looks like cardboard. I think he should have softened the edges of the man's feathers.

For the spider's abdomen... uh, it just looks half finished to me. I don't think that needs a comparison? Although there certainly are other pictures that use that same effect.

Zak SmithYesterday 3:46 AM

+Tony Demetriou "I can absolutely give examples of people who do it differently but I don't know if that means they're doing it right." Well if you like it they're doing it right and if you don't they' aren't

Wayne SnyderYesterday 3:55 AM+2 3 2

Bisley is known for his bizarre pallette choices. I know he often used automotive paint in his illustrations. He's riffing off Frazettas choices, but taking it up a notch. Bisley is a heavy metal painter. He is painting visual representations of heavy metal music for the covers of a magazine called heavy metal. So the subject matter is over the top brutality and horror and sexuality. If you removed the spider and the warhammer from this piece it would just be pornography. The beef cake warrior's bulging junk is aimed directly at the sorceress's bulging junk and the course of image is obvious. But it is both, it is sex and violence in a pure cartoon proportioned form. It is the teenage mind and that is who is supposed to buy the magazine this is a cover for. I don't know why he put that skull mess in the center. I suspect without it the composition would be lopsided. Maybe it just wasn't "metal" enough for the Biz, so he added the skulls. It may have even been the choice of a art director and the Biz just wanted to get it out the door and get paid. But I doubt that. 

Zak SmithYesterday 4:05 AM+3 4 3

I think "when in doubt skulls" is a pretty good creative default

Richard GrenvilleYesterday 5:37 AM+3 4 3

Regarding people's reticence about art crit, I guess I'll state the obvious to get it out there: there is a whole industry of art critics, which was at some stage dedicated to placing painting and sculpture (although not really printmaking) in a special separate category elevated above the vulgar horde - to promoting the value of art as a vital endeavour in which humans aspired to the level of gods. And even if critics haven't done much of this in the past couple of generations, some of those old attitudes still linger on, especially in primary schools which tend to be the last refuge of ancient pedagogical ideas.* And those old values still inform the economics of the art market (the aura of the art object, the figure of the artist as a conduit into some extraordinary other world). So I suspect people might be reticent to talk about paintings partly because they're haunted by the snooty ghost of e.g. Vasari or Jacob Burckhardt, refracted through a thousand indirect sources, telling them there is something spiritual and ineffable in there which is not for the likes of them. The fact that this picture in particular is not in the (socioeconomic) category elevated by Vasari or Burkhardt but makes use of its gestures probably makes things worse, not better.

In contrast, AIUI in the early days of film there were conscious efforts made by auteur directors on one hand and populist producers on the other either to place the medium firmly in the elevated sphere of Art or to rescue it from that ivory tower and make it democratic, for the people. Perhaps the economic possibilities of mass-market film just blew away the arguments on the high art side. Perhaps the costs of commercial film production spiraled out of the hands of individual directors making their individual artistic statements and left only oligarchical demagogues, reliant on sometimes-subversive film-making experts.

* and some innovative ones too, I'm not dissing early education here.

Ron EdwardsYesterday 8:38 AM

+Zak Smith You're not hitting anything with that reply. I never said you were doing this vindictively to upset me personally as me. I'm saying you use rhetorical and social tricks to marginalize people when they post things that .. whatever it is those things do that prompts it. It fits into your own definition of bullying - because using techniques not only that others don't have, but that they won't use, counts in that definition. You said my post "baffled" you, yeah, well it baffles me that a person of your qualities and insights would do these things.

You're saying Bisley's distortions serve his (an) artistic purpose. You can just say so. You don't have to pursue anyone who plusses me saying something else. You don't have to claim "moral obligation" to put me or anyone else down, with chilling and silencing techniques. It's this pious scolding and shaming I'm talking about. Not difference of views about the artist - in fact, if you'd asked in a real way, you'd have found that I like the way Bisley does it most of the time, not so much in this picture this time. I did not say "Bisley can't draw bodies and can never draw bodies and never did." That is your trip, you brought it in, and all your high-minded fact-checking claim to being the intellectual in the room is based on that alone. You revved up your moral fires for nothing.

All of the potential for easy contrast of posts, no status issues, open to the reader to evaluate or ignore, is gone when you descend with your blazing moral obligation in play. You talk about assuming things? You assumed vast tracts of attitude, position, and intention in my post, so hard you "saw" them. You've created an entertainment environment where people can enjoy you putting someone down. That's bullying.

Daily check-in tomorrow. It is remotely possible that this could be a worthwhile conversation.

Zak SmithYesterday 9:04 AM

+Richard Grenville Sure, but just because someone is telling you to stay in your class and let them handle the heavy lifting, why would you let them?

Zak SmithYesterday 9:18 AM

+Ron Edwards 1. Why would I want to marginalize you? Your claim has no motive. 2. Asking people why their friends or allies are being dicks isn't a "trick". It's a straightforward way of dealing with bad behavior. 3. No definition (including mine) of bullying includes "don't use techniques that are totally legit and make sense and that are designed to make the person making a false accusation stop" which is what these "techniques" were doing. 4. You're using a begging-the-question argument "What you did is obviously motivated by badness because it uses techniques that are bad and those techniques are bad because they are motivated by bad" 5. "You're saying Bisley's distortions serve his (an) artistic purpose. You can just say so. You don't have to pursue anyone who plusses me saying something else." I didn't do that. I only talked toone other person--Mike Davison--once you called me "bullying" because that is an insane charge. If you call me bullying--you are lying. If someone I consider a friend plusses that lie--I must address that with my friend. Period. Anything else would be irresponsible on my part. Also, in my original comments to you I didn't say the distortions "served an artistic purpose" I said he wanted them to serve an artistic purpose , which is different, in case you didn't know that, which your joke (implying the distortions were mistakes) seemed to indicate. 5. "You don't have to claim "moral obligation" to put me or anyone else down," I didn't "put you down" I fact-checked you. You asserted Bisley's distortions were down to not knowing how to draw accurately (rather than choice).This is not subjective--his distortions may be (subjectively) undesirable but they are (objectively) not "because he doesn't know any better". Therefore you said something objectively inaccurate in a semi-public space . Anyone who knew you had said this and knew the truth would have an obligation to point out the fact-checking error. 6. "in fact, if you'd asked in a real way,..." Once you express yourself in the form of a snarky attack, you don't then get to demand benefit-of-the-doubt from someone defending your target. Bisley did not begin a conversation by making fun of you . You attacked Bisley. I defended him. You then attacked me. 7. ". I did not say "Bisley can't draw bodies and can never draw bodies and never did."" No, you just made a joke to that effect at his expense and then accused me of bullying instead of going "Oh, sorry, that's not what I meant, let's sort this out" 8. "You assumed vast tracts of..." I assumed nothing. I interpreted that you made a snarky joke at Bisley's expense.  *I can only be accused of assuming if you are claiming your comment was not a snarky joke at Bisley's expense.* You got a reasonable response to that directed not just at you, but to any naive 3rd party who doesn't knowmuch about art who might be reading (naive viewers might take your joke at face value and they need to be disabused of that and know the artist you're attacking can actually identify body parts and where they go). 9. " You've created an entertainment environment where people can enjoy you putting someone down. " I wasn't putting you down, I was fact-checking you. If someone enjoys that outside of some pre-existing reasont o dislike you, they are a total asshole. If someone sees that as important and necessary, they are correct.

Richard GrenvilleYesterday 9:48 AM+2 3 2

just because someone is telling you to stay in your class and let them handle the heavy lifting, why would you let them?

this seems like it might also have some bearing on your conversation with Ron - my guess is that a lot of people feel discouraged in talking about art the same way they would feel discouraged in discussing engineering, only even more so. On one hand, they feel ignorant about what they imagine is a specialized field of knowledge (like engineering). But also they have a sense that they might trip off some kind of lurking art trap and get laughed at by the cognoscenti for their ignorance or something, as if they'd used the wrong fork at a gala dinner.

Class anxiety may be silly and useless but it's real for lots of people and harder to negotiate than ever now that it no longer runs in simple hegemonic directions. 

...I'm not saying that Ron is suffering from class anxiety. Just realised I didn't leave that clear. 

Zak SmithYesterday 9:53 AM+1 2 1

Use whatever fork. Know why you made that decision. Speak with the courage of your convictions if someone gives you static about it.

Victor Garrison (headspice)Yesterday 9:54 AM+2 3 2

My only criticism of this piece is: why did he paint such awesomely proportioned derriere and legs and stick those spooky, fucking spindly assed fingers on her hand?!?!?

I mean as far as drawing in your gaze, it's obvious Biz intentionally wanted her ass to be seen first. I say this not because I'm a perv (tho I won't deny that charge) but because it's pretty much center and hi-lighted more brightly than anything else. Your gaze moves from there over to his crotch, up his breast plate, to his face and then -- OH SHIT!-- to the monster. I like how he lures you in with submissive sexuality, brings you further along with brute sexuality, then BAM knocks you in the head with a hideous creature. Nice work, nice work.

Rafael ChandlerYesterday 9:55 AM

+Victor Garrison He gave her fingers like that so you could tell your friends, "Hey, man, she gave me her digits." <rimshot>

Richard GrenvilleYesterday 10:12 AM+1 2 1

for me it's a tangle of long golden-brown forms that could be a tree root or something, and then I see a butt, and then the rest kinda unmasks slowly. 

Zak SmithYesterday 10:16 AM+1 2 1

The greens of the spider come on before anything else for me

Victor Garrison (headspice)Yesterday 10:28 AM+1 2 1

+S Robertson , If you're telling a linear story, yeah, that's the route to take. But it seems to me that Bisley is going for a visceral "EWWW" reaction. It's a dark piece, so much so, that IMO, it almost looks like a black velvet painting technique was used. The bird woman's butt is the brightest spot in the painting, which is a signal to start viewing there. Especially since that spot seems to be the counterbalance to the large, dark negative space at the top of the painting. The next closest bright spot is the cod piece, then the breast plate, then the helmet, and that's when I made out the spider creature. IDK, that's just the way I encountered it, not as a story, but as an....oh shit, MONSTER! kinda thing.

Victor Garrison (headspice)Yesterday 10:32 AM

+Zak Smith  Damn, I didn't realize that green was the spider. Seriously, I thought it was shrubbery and had no clue wtf he stuck that in a dungeon.

Justice PlattYesterday 10:45 AM+1 2 1

Good to see that Zak knows what Ron said better than Ron does.  There is absolutely no contradiction between the belief that Bisley chose not to do good figure drawing for whatever reason and RE's comment.

Victor Garrison (headspice)Yesterday 10:57 AM+1 2 1

+Rafael Chandler​​, I wanna say I "dig it", but I'm reaching, yet I can't grasp it.... :)

Zak SmithYesterday 2:06 PM

+Justice Platt How do you interpret: "yeesh, Simon, you get the big bucks, try some figure drawing" ?

Justice PlattYesterday 2:14 PM+1 2 1

+Zak Smith , three points:

1)There is no logical contradiction between saying that and believing the artist capable of figure drawing.

2)The guy who said it says that' he did not in fact assert that Bisley cannot draw bodies.

3)It is entirely plausible that he meant to point to the lack of use of figure drawing skills.  Example: The Packers go 3 & out on consecutive off-tackle runs.  I say "Yeesh, Rodgers, you get the big bucks, try some passing" in whatever tone of voice you like.  I clearly mean, as a reasonably informed football fan, that the Packers are making a strategic blunder by not using Rodgers' passing skills.  I think the situation is exactly analogous for RE as a comic fan.

So, yeah, you seem to have jumped to conclusions about his asserting Bisley's lack of skill.

Zak SmithYesterday 2:23 PM

+Justice Platt Are you saying you think the comment was intended to be a responsible and constructive comment rather than (at best) vague snark?

Justice PlattYesterday 2:28 PM+1 2 1

I make no claims to being able to read RE's mind. He speaks for himself well.   I'm saying that your blanket statement that RE asserted that Bisley has no skill is false on logical grounds, on the grounds of the testimony of the author, and on the grounds that there exists a strongly plausible alternate interpretation.  Is any of this not true?

Zak SmithYesterday 2:30 PM

+Justice Platt I suggest only that RE;s comment was snarky and negative enough that my initial comment was necessary to clarify the facts. His subsequent comments could have been "Oh, that's not what I mean" and I'd go "Oh, ok" But instead he went "YOU CLARIFIED AFTER MY SNARKY COMMENT! YOU ARE BULLYING ME!" at which point he passed from "requiring clarification" to simply "wrong and insane"

Justice PlattYesterday 2:36 PM+1 2 1

+Zak Smith , bullshit.  You have repeated a false thing-that RE asserted that Bisley has no skill in figure drawing-multiple times, even after clarification from the author.  In no way did RE's reaction force you to do that, and blaming him for it is ridiculous.

Zak SmithYesterday 2:41 PM

+Justice Platt If he disagrees with that assertion, then he may say that and I will have no choice but to take him at his word. It does't retroactively mean: -My initial clarifying comment was in any way insulting or unnecessary (as his  initial comment was, at best, ambiguous and, at best, still insulting snark) and -any of his later statements were in any way ok, since they contain crazy false accusations

Justice PlattYesterday 2:53 PM

+Zak Smith ,  the issue is not RE and the terrible things he allegedly  forced you to do.  You are not telling the truth about what he said. My 1st & 3rd points from my comment above at 4:14 applied before you replied, and you jumped to the conclusion that he must be asserting that Bisley had no skill.  Further, it is a rather insulting assumption that a lifelong, voracious comics reader like RE has no awareness of Bisley's work & skill.

Zak SmithYesterday 2:56 PM

+Justice Platt If Ron feels that I have misrepresented his position, he can say so. My first comment is wholly justified because it was there to clarify the situation after his snark. My subsequent comments were necessary to to establish that he was not telling the truth about bullying.

Justice PlattYesterday 3:09 PM

+Zak Smith , textual evidence is what it is.  Did you in fact jump to conclusions and make false statements about what RE asserted or not?  Were those conclusions based on the insulting assumption that RE was unaware of Bisley's skill or not?  If the answer to any of these is no, which of my three points is untrue?

Zak SmithYesterday 3:48 PM

+Justice Platt I already spoke to this: " If Ron feels that I have misrepresented his position, he can say so. (Neither of us know what he meant.) My first comment is wholly justified because it was there to clarify the situation after his snark. My subsequent comments were necessary to to establish that he was not telling the truth about bullying. "

Justice PlattYesterday 4:12 PM

More bullshit.  Your entire justification for ongoing intervention has been that you need (in fact have a moral obligation) to correct RE's error of fact-an error of fact that you made up.  RE points out to you that you did so, and you repeat it yet again!  In bold even!    

As far as your subsequent statements go, this is more "Ron made me do it" nonsense.  Simply put, you can take issue with someone's tone, or with someone's attribution to you of bullying behavior, without insisting that your tendentious interpretation of his statement is utterly correct. You are perfectly aware of this.

So, do you believe that RE's statement must and can only mean that Bisley lacks technical skill or not?  If not, will you retract those parts of your statements in which you definitively, unambiguously assert that this is the case? .   And, yes, this is important.  There is at least one person on the internet with a strong propensity to twist any statements by RE that can be twisted and attack RE with them.   The person I have in mind also clearly values your opinion, and would be happy to have fodder for his horseshit that he can present as approved by you.  Whether or not there is an analogy to your own situation is up to you.

Zak SmithYesterday 4:21 PM+1 2 1

+Justice Platt " do you believe that RE's statement must and can only mean that Bisley lacks technical skill or not? " I do not know what it means, I only know what: -I think it implied and -that Ron, instead of clarifying, chose to attack me " If not, will you retract those parts of your statements in which you definitively, unambiguously assert that this is the case?" If Ron says this isn't what he meant, then he can say that, at which point I will go "ok, then that's clear now" but all of my actions remained justified: His first statement morally required that I (or someone) clarify--as it strongly implied Bisley didn't know how to draw. My later statements were likewise, *morally required* because Ron falsely claimed he was being bullied.

Justice PlattYesterday 4:35 PM

+Zak Smith , a man who does not know what a statement means does not repeatedly, confidently, unambiguously, in bold offer an interpretation of that statement, nor does he present it as a definite error of fact someone made, nor does he assert that he has a "moral obligation" to correct it.   Why are you so reluctant to admit that you jumped to conclusions?

And again, this "If Ron chooses to correct me" horseshit doesn't wash.  Either you parsed his statement right, in which case I owe you an apology, or you did not, in which case you owe him an apology.

Zak SmithYesterday 4:38 PM

+Justice Platt How, pray tell, do we know if I correctly interpreted Ron's statement, psychopath?

Justice PlattYesterday 4:56 PM

+Zak Smith, either the author agrees with your interpretation or there is no plausible alternate interpretation.  Pretty simple.  Neither is the case here.  You can answer my questions whenever you like.

Does you calling me a psychopath mean I'm officially on some list of trolls or RPG drama club members or whatever?  Can I have a membership card?

Zak SmithYesterday 5:03 PM

+Justice Platt "either the author agrees with your interpretation or there is no plausible alternate interpretation" YES. That's why we have to wait for Ron to get past addressing: -1. The minor moral crime of responding to a work of art by an artist who'd done nothing wrong with a snarky attack and -2. The major moral crime of accusing me of being a bully and then move on to -3. The minor and arguable possible crime of ignorance or incompetence of attempting to express a possibly-believed inaccurate view of Mr Bisley's working process ....before we can answer the question of just what interior mental space Ron's absolutely totally objectively shitty comment was meant to reflect. When and if he finally gets around to clarifying that, I'll address it. As for you: you are simply obviously a psychopath for being so worried about 3 after all the 1 and 2 going on and doing so with so much pointless swearing. It would be remiss if I didn't point it out, for the benefit of anyone who hadn't noticed and might considering collaborating with you on any projects or discussing anything with you.

Justice PlattYesterday 5:53 PM

+Zak Smith , how on earth can a comment that you admit you don't know the meaning of be "absolutely totally objectively shitty?"  And before you go to the "it was snarky" well, remember that my alternate interpretation turns the comment from "Hurr hurr Bisley can't draw" to "Bisley would have done well to exercise more figure drawing skills."  You appear to have admitted that my interpretation is at least plausible, so you;ll be wanting to make an actual argument about why that's "objectively shitty." Otherwise,  all you're really doing is tone policing RE, since, agree or disagree, that's a reasonably productive thing to say.

Also, we have both essentially been ignoring RE's 10:38 AM comment, in which he both specifically points out that he did not explicitly say that Bisley cannot draw, points out that you made assumptions (one of which I pointed out above as an insulting assumption) to get to that interpretation, and states that he generally likes Mr. Bisley's work.  All of this makes my interpretation substantially more plausible.

As to my concern with 3-I was under the impression that you agreed with me that smaller falsehoods in the service of "larger truths" was a bad thing.

Unnecessary swearing?  Never thought I'd see the day when you'd blanch at bad words explicitly directed at your ideas, but times do change.

Last, on the psychopath thing,  I look forward to seeing your compendium of "dumb things Justice has said."  Maybe you'll find some stuff I don't remember or whatever.  Little trip down Memory Lane.  I am disappointed by no membership card.

I don't, however, expect to see it soon.  Unlike RE, I have no real reputation in RPGs to lose, and my name, to the best of my knowledge, has never been mentioned in a thread I am not in.  That's not the case for RE. Agree or disagree with him, like his stuff or don't, he's been working very hard to write good games and think clearly about RPGs for quite a while.  This is a good & worthy thing.  Allowing distortions of his remarks to stand just gives him more nonsense to contend with, especially at the hands of the individual I referred to earlier, who clearly values your opinion, covets your influence, and craves your approval.

Zak SmithYesterday 5:56 PM

+Justice Platt "my alternate interpretation turns the comment from "Hurr hurr Bisley can't draw" to "Bisley would have done well to exercise more figure drawing skills."" Your translation inaccurately removes the snark, which is there regardless of whether you want to acknowledge it or not. And is still opinion expressed as if it were fact or advice expressed to someone who clearly chose otherwise, which is also inexcusable and does not lead to a good discussion. The helpful or informative form of the remark would be something like "I wish he showed off more of his figure drawing skill here". Most of your comments are unnecessary, you just need to wait for Ron to respond rather thant repeatedly trying to find new interpretations of his objectively dumb remark " Agree or disagree with him, like his stuff or don't, he's been working very hard..." Calling me a bully torpedoes any and all good intentions on his part and means his alleged accomplishments don't matter. He ceases to be a reliable voice immediately at that point and becomes a chew toy for the rest of his life unless he manages to apologize and there can be no real defense of him. Even if my interpretation of his remark in my first response was inaccurate, nothing licenses him to say that--it is evil.

Justice PlattYesterday 6:13 PM+1 2 1

+Zak Smith , you can do better than that.  One man's hateful snark is another's witty tone.  I found your initial response nastily condescending, but that's not an argument against you. It's just straightforward tone policing either way.

And, as far as opinion expressed as fact goes, come on.  Just silly.  



Zak SmithYesterday 6:21 PM

+Justice Platt "Witty snark" or "hateful snark" are still just snark at the artist, which makes you not A Respectable Helpful Voice In The RPG Scene it makes you The Comments. And the way you build a decent RPG community is not be ok with people acting like The Comments. The Tone was snark (not ok to make a negative comment without facts to back it up). The Content was implying inaccurate facts (likewise not ok). "Tone policing" is when you make an accurate criticism and get attacked for your tone. Ron made either: -an inaccurate criticism (which is wrong, regardless of tone) or -an opinion-as-fact criticism (which is wrong, regardless of tone) The internet SO doesn't need more opinion-as-fact or baseless snark.

Justice PlattYesterday 7:44 PM

+Zak Smith , my alternate interpretation, whether or not it is particularly incisive, is substantive.  Which, frankly, is the better standard-"accurate" kinda sucks, since how could we possibly ' whether or not a counterfactual criticism, like my reinterpretation, is accurate?  Do we have access to all the pictures Bisley could have drawn?

The opinion as fact thing is still silly.  Work harder.

I agree about elevating the tone of internet discussion to at least some degree.But notice, you've gone from a duty to correct any & all errors of fact to a duty to elevate the the tone, as judged & enforced by you.  

Which, given your earlier name-calling and ridiculous blue-stockingness about swearing, allows me only to say "Be the change," y'know?

Zak SmithYesterday 7:59 PM+1 2 1

+Justice Platt "The opinion as fact thing is still silly.  Work harder." This alone makes you wrong. The rest is icing after that. If you think the internet needs more "Kirk is just better than Picard" then you're not a person anybody else need to listen to. As for "being the change" you don't stop someone from robbing banks by quietly not robbing banks. You have to call out bad behavior or it will continue, as the entire RPG internet proves every day.

Justice PlattYesterday 8:03 PM

+Zak Smith , would repeatedly, unambiguously asserting that your somewhat implausible interpretation of someone's statement was absolutely true count as OAF?

Zak SmithYesterday 8:09 PM

+Justice Platt Only if they contest it. If I think a house is on fire that isn't because of taste it's because of what i thought was a true fact about the world (which is all any of us can do: draw conclusions from sensory data). A grown-up like Ron needs to know the difference between taste and fact right off, but everyone can take the facts in front of them and make an incorrect inference--there's no shame in that so long as it is investigated if it was insulting to the target. Since Ron's comment was a bad thing to say because represents all bad options: -"Bisley lacks technical facility (incorrect) -"Bisley doesn't lack tech facility but it's good to express personal distaste by pretending it does" (counterproductive and trolling) -"Bisley made a choice I don't like and I'm going to both obscure that it's a choice and obscure that it;s just a taste thing" (counterproductive and trolling) -"I'm gonna snark for mystery reasons" (counterproductive and trolling) ...my inference was not particularly insulting since all the options make Ron's statement bad

Tony DemetriouYesterday 8:19 PM

I also interpreted Ron's comment as implying Bisley can't draw figures well.

I can absolutely see how the comment could have been intended to imply that Bisley can draw figures well, and chose not to in this picture - but even so it was clearly snarky. By saying "try some figure drawing", in either interpretation, it's saying that he didn't do figure drawing in this image.

To me, the implication that he didn't do figure drawing in this image is objectively wrong - there are two figures in the picture with (although stylized) relatively realistic proportions, musculature, etc. - there is clearly figure drawing there, whether it's good or bad.

So, using your football metaphor, it'd be more akin to Rodgers regularly passing the ball, but failing to do it to your satisfaction. And then you make the comment about "Yeesh, Rodgers, you get the big bucks, try some passing"

So clearly snarky.

(But it doesn't bother me if Ron is snarky or not. Bisley isn't here on this thread, and isn't having his feelings hurt, so we don't need to defend him unless we believe that some tangible harm will come to him or others from this snark.)

I'm not convinced that Ron's comment was shitty or bad - but it was inaccurate, and I don't have a problem with someone disagreeing with a comment they believe to be inaccurate.

I was quite surprised by Ron's response - although Zak's comment can be read as condascending, the reply was more vitriolic than I expected. Especially as I've seen Ron handle other, more direct attacks, with grace. I'm assuming that is due to their history, rather than this thread itself. As such, hanging this disagreement on Ron's originating comment feels like everyone is talking around the actual issue*.

* Whatever that actual issue might be.

+Zak Smith - Although I recognize that you were using the word in a non-medical sense, if we're being technically correct, +Justice Platt is only a psychopath if he scores above 30 on the PCL-R checklist. http://www.minddisorders.com/Flu-Inv/Hare-Psychopathy-Checklist.html

I dunno if he's likely to show up as a psychopath, as one of the primary traits is a lack of empathy, and Justice seems to be showing a lot of empathy towards Ron. (Although a psychopath might attempt to simulate that empathy as an excuse to exert their dominance in a conversation.)

Tony DemetriouYesterday 8:22 PM+1 2 1

+Zak Smith As a matter of taste, I don't know if this house is on fire, but it certainly is flaming

http://www.cynical-c.com/2015/06/19/relentlessly-gay-yard/

Zak SmithYesterday 8:25 PM

+Tony Demetriou the fact that Bisley isn't present is not the issue. Nor are his feelings. The point is a snarky negative comment does 3 things: -makes the conversation worse (because it is vague but contestable) and -(in this case) implies incorrect information. and -Violates the golden rule You don't avoid snark to spare peoples' feelings (surely thousands of people have snarked at Bisley before--he is an artist, this is a consequence of making art, it would be bad to let it affect your feelings), you avoid it because it makes the resulting conversation worse or (at best) does nothing but take up space. And, further, everyone must be subjected to the same standard whether they are present or not because they could easily see the comment in the future, and--MUCH MORE IMPORTANTLY--uninformed 3rd parties, new to the situation might see it in the future.

Tony DemetriouYesterday 8:29 PM

+Zak Smith Out of context, I have zero problem with snark. I've got a friend that communicates almost entirely via sarcasm. I'm also Australian, where we'll use insults as everyday conversation tools. To me, this doesn't muddy the conversation.

In context, if snark is used as an attack, then I've got a problem with it. If it's used to express an opinion, but not specifically as an attack, then I don't. In this particular case, I couldn't say which is true.

I do think whether Ron believes Bisley is going to see his comment makes a difference on my interpretation of whether it was an attack or not.

If you feel that snark makes the conversation worse, regardless of whether it's an attack or not, then it doesn't matter whether Bisley is present or not.

I absolutely agree with you that Ron's comment implies incorrect information, and that incorrect information is bad (which is why I also disagreed with it.)

Justice Platt12:25 AM

+Zak Smith , RE did contest your interpretation.  I've pointed this out a few times. So yeah, OAF, by the standard you explicitly set out.  Really makes the rest of your post moot.  Snark always and everywhere bad might be defensible, but it is not the argument you were making in your posts to RE.

What I do want to address is your take on my opinion of OAF.  You immediately ascribed to me a complete straw man-that I want the internet to have more "Kirk is objectively better than Picard."  You had no warrant for saying so, and before you say that I should have clarified, does that justify the insulting  ascription of the most ridiculous position I could possibly hold?

It's of a piece with your professing to find four uses of a rather mild expletive "pointless swearing" and offering that as a reason people should avoid me.  In both cases, I cannot imagine that you did not recognize what you were doing and go on to do it anyway.  You are vigilant for strawmanning where you are concerned, and your body of work (to put it mildly) shows little concern about cussing.

These are the kinds of things that concern me in argument.  Your sanctimony about snark and OAF is sadly misplaced and rather grotesque when it occurs almost literally in the same breath with these other tactics.  You admit that snark can be harmless, OAF is pretty well understood as a statement of opinion by the vast majority of English speakers.  Faux outrage and strawmanning are always harmful.  So, yeah, be the change.

Zak Smith12:58 AM

+Justice Platt You ignored this: " If I think a house is on fire that isn't because of taste it's because of what i thought was a true fact about the world (which is all any of us can do: draw conclusions from sensory data). " You also ignored the fact that while Ron has repeatedly said pieces of what he thinks Ron has NEVER claimed his original snarky comment could not imply to a good-faith, educated reader that Ron thought Bisley lacked technical skill Until he: - does so, - does so convincingly and -then I deny him and can give no counterevidence ...then I am plausibly in the realm of fact. Right now I have an interpretation of his words "He implied Bisley lacked technical ability, despite possibly not meaning it" and my responsibilities "Therefore someone needed to establish this was not a true thing to imply". Nothing that has happened has changed any of that, and none of that is me taking something I know to be an opinion and claiming it's fact. So far as I can tell (and this is a guess),, from what he's saying, Ron agrees with this: "Ron implied Bisley lacked technical ability, despite possibly not meaning it" and his take is "Who the fuck cares? I get to just say random shit on the internet because who cares if anyone believes it? The important thing is nobody should ever clean up after the mess I make." As for the rest: OAF always leads to "Kirk is better than Picard" arguments, so you are totally defending that practice. On swearing: you're doing it against a target that's done nothing wrong in defense of a target that objectively has (he said I "bullied" which is objectively incorrect), that's the disturbing bit. ' OAF is pretty well understood as a statement of opinion by the vast majority of English speakers.' Incorrect: the whole reason for edition wars and other shitty internet phenomena is that nobody clearly draws lines between what's fact and what's opinion. Like it's a fact that people I know grasp percentile systems easily. But if I go "percentile systems are easy to grasp" then we don't know whether I mean that fact I just reported or whether I am just saying they are having done no research. Same with 90% of RPG arguments, treating claims you've researched the same as info you haven't ("This is "unworkable" "--well is it literally unworkable as in the math can't ever work because of a literal error or is it just you don't like it? "You can't satisfy both this and that at once!" Well are you sayng you tested it or are you saying you guess that?  "This drives most women away?" Well are you saying you checked or you're just guessing because you don't like it?) leads to nearly all the pointless fighting on the internet about games. So, just because you aren't smart enough to see why doing bad things causes problems doesn't mean they don't cause problems. Also, because you're not smart enough to see the reasons I call out bad behavior while at the same time engaging in behavior you think is the same, doesn't mean it's the same.

Justice Platt2:03 AM

+Zak Smith , you wanna get some sleep?  Rethink that post?  It's pretty feeble,

Zak Smith2:12 AM+1 2 1

+Justice Platt Again, the fact that you even posted that, resorting to just straight trolling and attempting to sort of wish away clear objections to your mistaken argument, suggests further that you have no value as a person to talk to. If you have an argument: make it. If you don't: apologize for wasting everyone's time.

Justice Platt3:06 AM+1 2 1

+Zak Smith OK. In order then:

I have no idea what you're talking about with the house on fire thing.  Hence ignoring it.

You're shifting goalposts again.  The idea that RE clarifying his position requires proof to the good faith etc etc is ludicrous.  It's also an entirely new standard.  My position has been consistently that your repeated, unambiguous statements that RE asserted (Not "implied"-another goalpost shift,.  "Asserted" is your multiple repeated original word choice) Bisley had no skill were not warranted, given that you don't know what RE means, and plausible alternate explanations exist.  "Plausibly in the realm of fact" is a ridiculous standard for big bold text this is true statements.  It is "plausibly in the realm of fact" that you're going to the bank tomorrow morning, but I'm still not going to claim that you definitely are, especially if you say you aren't..

You again change the claim you make-your original straw-manning is that I want more KP arguments, not that I'm ok with them.  

You,  a grown-up with some experience of the world, find it "disturbing" that someone called your argument "bullshit" in a cause you think bad?  What exactly does "disturbing" mean here, anyway?  Ooh-a vague insinuation!

Last, I can summarize your claims about OAF as: 1)Leads to unclear/confusing claims that sometimes require requesting warrants.  2)Abolition of this form of statement abolishes, or at least greatly diminishes, 1.    1 is not unique to OAF statements, and it is frankly risible to imagine that unclear claims and/or the need for warrant clarification stop or greatly diminish with their elimination.  So, minimal harms and inadequate solvency.  I'm not saying the practice is laudable, but c'mon.

Zak Smith3:26 AM

+Justice Platt 1. "I have no idea what you're talking about with the house on fire thing.  " Then the decent thing to do is ask not continue to be a tremendous shithead. I will explain: A grown-up person reporting on their taste knows they're reporting a mere opinion. If they dress it up as fact, they're pulling a rhetorical maneuver. Intent to deceive or bluster past rational objections. A person who thinks a house is on fire (they see the smoke, etc) and reports that it is and turns out to be wrong, has simply made a mistake no intent to deceive there. They inaccurately reported a fact which we all do innocently from time to time because we rely on our senses. My remarks in response to Ron have been of the second kind at worst--I believe Ron's remarks to be asserting (perhaps against Ron's real beliefs, because they are jokes) a certain thing that people may believe. Just as a joke may assert that a chicken crosses the road even if the person telling the joke doesn't believe that any chickens ever cross rods. 2. "You're shifting goalposts again. " Incorrect, I never shift goalposts, that would be disgusting, and it's disgusting you'd say that. My initial comment was based on and continues to be based on (and justified by) this idea: " (a) Ron's initial comment was such that a naive viewer might believe that Ron was expressing the following idea: "Bisley lacks technical skill" WHETHER RON BELIEVES BISLEY LACKS SUCH SKILL OR NOT. (b) It is therefore the responsibility of someone to explain to such a naive viewer that Bisley does indeed have technical skill " ...this has been my contention since the beginning. We know that Bisley does not lack technical skill. If he asserted Bisley lacked technical skill despite not believing it, he is evil and negligent. If he asserted it and believed it, he is ignorant and subsequently got mad about that being exposed. Neither of these conclusions is good for Ron therefore assuming one rather than the other does nothing to harm Ron's reputation more than the other choice. But there is no evidence anywhere that he did not assert this . You don't tell someone to try figure drawing if they're trying figure drawing. (a) Is not an opinion . It is an assertion of fact, so far as I know. If Ron wishes to contest the idea that his snarky remark may be read in such a way by a third party. I am (because I am sane) willing to consider the idea that my analysis is an inaccurate statement of the facts, but thus far there is zero evidence of this. Ron's defense and yours has simply been to talk about what Ron believes not what was implied to readers by the remark  (the only relevant thing). - As for the rest: you equivocate "not all harm is caused by x" (true statement) into "therefore there is no reason to eliminate x" (not a rational conclusion. OAFs cause: -some harm and provide -zero benefit ...so there is no good argument for them. Like bedbugs.

Victor Garrison (headspice)4:03 AM+2 3 2

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MrCPIrs90eg

Ron Edwards3:32 PM

Looks like people were busy.

+Justice Platt thanks for the input.

+Zak Smith as I've stated before, there is no connection between my initial statement and a statement that Bisley cannot draw figures. Demanding that I repeat it was unnecessary, and as this is the second time, please don't demand it again.

You also demand that this statement be assessed or discussed in terms of its impact on readers. This is not the first time you have elected yourself the Voice of the Readers - I believe we agreed that you weren't going to do that to me again.

This is the day, unfortunately, when I have decided you're not going to explain why you single-message people to criticize their plussing choices, and why you often reply to others' stated views or takes on works of art in a chilling fashion yet post very similar statements about work you don't like. These are bullying acts. Why, in the complete absence of discernible need, do you do them?

My last statement before signing off. Willing or not, knowing or not, you have cultivated an environment of fear in this subculture. You can call this crazy and talk about more and more colorful metaphors all you want. Or you can try to assess this claim in any way you want that's not your gut, and see what you see then.

Signed off now, finished with the thread.

Zak Smith3:45 PM

+Ron Edwards 1. " as I've stated before, there is no connection between my initial statement and a statement that Bisley cannot draw figures. " Then what was it meant to communicate and why should we care? What's important is what it could logically be interpreted to mean literally by third parties 2. " You also demand that this statement be assessed or discussed in terms of its impact on readers. This is not the first time you have elected yourself the Voice of the Readers - I believe we agreed that you weren't going to do that to me again. " Citation needed. Why would I ever agree that the _most important thing about a public distortion of fact not be discussed? That would be like me agreeing to let you kick readers in the balls. 3. " This is the day, unfortunately, when I have decided you're not going to explain why you single-message people to criticize their plussing choices, " I do not message people to criticize them I message them to see if they are insane or not. If they are insane, it is important to block them from my circles. You haven't even explained how that's bad . It's Good Citizenship 101 to privately contact people you have conflict with so that you don't rake each other over the coals publicly unnecessarily. You are just grabbing random acts out of the air and affixing the word "bullying" to them out of what appears to be sheer insanity. How is sending someone a message in any way a harmful act? 4. " and why you often reply to others' stated views or takes on works of art in a chilling fashion yet post very similar statements about work you don't like. " Citation Needed. Since you aren't that smart and apparently can't read very well I suspect your definition of "very similar" is the problem here. 5. " These are bullying acts. " Incorrect: a bullying act would be: -negative and -something I can do that the target cannot or refuses on moral grounds to do. ...you haven't cited any such acts. You've only cited awesome good things I did.

6. " Willing or not, knowing or not, you have cultivated an environment of fear in this subculture. " If you're trying to say "Oh no, back in my day, indie game designers used to feel totally cool about posting false allegations and now they're afraid they'll be asked for evidence" or "I can't falsely accuse someone of bullying, then run away with no calls for accountability any more" well cry me a fucking river. I don't know any good person doing good work who claims to be afraid of jack shit--in fact people seem markedly less afraid than they were a year ago when you could be publicly accused of everything from hate crimes to cattle rustling and the Oh-I-Know-That-Guy network would back the accuser up because they both had the same grudge against the same dumb game. You can allege I've had an impact--but if you do so, then you have to weigh that against the fact that the DIY RPG scene is fucking kicking ass these days, in ways it hasn't for 30 years. I am totally proud of calling out shit people for their shit behavior--it's worked and we've made things better.

Zak Smith4:28 PM

I didn't come into this assuming Ron was insane, but now, I guess, we all know he actually is.

[vieuxnoyesrp]

                           T H E  F O U R T H  S A C R I F I C E                                                                     BY @theoverlooked​ ft. Admin Awilix

Power. 

It was building in the air like a vicious wind only she could truly understand. The pressure within the building seemed magnified as though a great sea of water were pushing down around them, but it all came from the being before her. They lay slumped, unconscious in a chair; only the ropes she’d tied them with held the body up. Jennifer grabbed the man gently by the chin and tilted his head back, almost like a barber about to give a close shave and gently blew on their face.

The man’s eyes fluttered open, swift blinks clearing his vision to the sight of a woman with soulless eyes staring down at him, they seemed black and empty, almost like fish eyes, made all the more intense by the darkness surrounding them. He tried to scream but the gag around his mouth held fast, only muffled grunts came out. Jennifer smiled, the kind an adult would grace a child with when they were scared of monsters under the bed, she even patted his cheek slightly before turning away. The man renewed his struggles but the rope around his waist would not be broken. Jennifer returned, garotte wire in hand, and wasted no time; she easily wound the wire around the man despite his small, frantic movements and pulled it taunt.

The power built further, the winds greater, the pressure stronger, all this strength would be hers and hers alone. More power for her cause, greater magic to further the goals of the Salem Coven. A true sacrifice. As the movements of the strangling man began to weaken she knew it was time. Jennifer raised her second hand high, holding a small billy-club and brought it down, slamming it against the man’s skull.

And everything went black.

It wasn’t losing consciousness, more like going blind. She couldn’t see anything, but more disorienting was her inability to feel. She couldn’t sense the floor beneath her feet, or the club she held in her hand. But she could sense the magic. And magic that wasn’t hers or Rain’s was a threat. Her hand stilled, not that she’d actually felt the movement stop, and she took a moment to gain her bearings… Or lack thereof.

“Drop the club.”

A smirk.

“I don’t believe I take orders from you. Now how about putting down this little trick and letting me see the sneak who’s interrupting my work.”

“I asked you to drop the club.” The disembodied voice echoed strangely in the room which Jennifer knew to be too small for such reverberations. Another parlor trick, she would know, she’d used the same trick to lure in her first sacrifice.

“A little difficult to do when I can’t feel my hand now, isn’t it? Let down this little trick and I suppose I could listen.”  Instantly, her body was returned to her, her fingers tightening instinctively around the club in her fingers.

“No eyes? You are a shy little thing.” She chuckled, a hollow noise, empty of real humour. Her ‘guest’ was ruining her great work. It seemed two would die tonight, soon. Her fingers gently, almost delicately dropped the club. She felt the slight ‘bump’ of its solid weight hitting the ground and that was when she struck.

A gathering of power, like a bubble around herself and her dear victim, which promptly began to explode out. It would knock her little visitor for a spin, enough to cease the spell anyway.  But as soon as the concussive power of the spell broke free of her, it was frozen, only for a moment, and rather than fire out, it simply fell, like tiny flakes of snow harmlessly against the floor.  

Jennifer stilled, her raised hand clenched on instinct, loosened and promptly attempted to build the field again... But there was nothing. Her breath stilled—no, not nothing. The power was there, she felt it throb inside her being, yet that was where it stayed. Inside. Locked. Shackled. Her smug grin, her real grin dropped in shock, her power… her great power, three virgins sacrificed for the strength of her being and she’d been outmatched. How? It wasn’t possible!

Her eyes, still sightless, would show her captor, for that was who they were now, glimmers of something Jennifer Blake had only felt a handful of moments in her life: fear.

“Let. Me. Go.” The words didn’t shake, they were delivered by an expert actress, though her swiftly beating heart and slight tremble in her fingers cast against the image she hoped to portray.

“If you don’t, I am going to kill you, slowly, intimately and with pain at the forefront of the design.” A growl followed her last few words. “Now!”  

“I’m surprised she didn’t teach you more patience,” came the unruffled reply.

“She who? I’m afraid I’ve known lots of she’s.”

“Our dear mother.” And then her vision returned, and her assailant stood before her, a look of mild irritation on her face.

“Hello, Sister.”

Jennifer rose a brow, Sister. The word sent unhelpful tingles up her spine though she forced her widened eyes to dim, as though entirely unimpressed. Her voice followed suit.

“Forgive me, if this is supposed to be some grandiose reveal, you’ve overestimated your infamy, Sister. And your knowledge. Our dear ‘mother’ has yet to even grace me with her presence.”

“Lucky you.”

Rain was her mother, her sister.

Mary was a bitch.

And this one was something else entirely: a concern.

“You’re a smart girl, Jennifer Blake. Powerful. And yet you thrive on cruelty.” The woman stepped closer, head cocked, voice flat, without emotion. And cupped her cheek.

“And you’re boring.” she half-bluffed, “You think I do this to be cruel?” a laugh, once more hollow, “Please. If cruelty were my designs I’d have stuck to pulling the legs off spiders. No, I do this for greater reasons, necessary reasons.” Which this dear ‘Sister’ needed to understand, “Are you even aware of the perils our kind face right now… Sister?” The last word still a mockery.

“Perils that your cruel little games only exacerbate. Your reasons are as small and greedy as you are. You could’ve been better than this.” The ultimate insult, the words pitying, rather than spiteful. “I wonder if Mother would be proud or disappointed,” the woman murmured stepping away once more. “It was always so hard to tell with her.” At this point, the woman was murmuring to herself, the words little more than a whisper.

She took in a sharp breath, “Small? Greedy? You ignorant fool. The vampires seek to destroy us, to shackle us and imprison a very rite of life.” Magic saved her, the Cult of Bracken saved her, now she would save it, “My motives are glorious, a throw away Sister wouldn’t know that.” her words were spat like poison. This one must have failed, neither Rain nor Mary ever mentioned a fourth sister, it had always been the three of them. “Please, ‘Mother’ hasn’t been seen since Rain, I doubt she very much cares for anything anymore.” The woman had the gall to ignore her, Jennifer could barely hear the whisperings and instead tried once more to free her power. She would not be undone in the beginning stages of her plan by a stranger! Her chosen one took that moment to whimper and the woman turned back to look upon him; Jennifer felt the glorious freedom of her magic and with a sigh she dropped her raised arm. “Well, well. Seems I’m not the only one who could have been better.” With a vicious smile on the blonde witch she once more spat, “Sister.”

She flicked her fingers an almost careless gesture, and this time a much more concentrated manifestation of force sent the woman flying, smacking her against the walls. Jennifer bent down and snatched up the billy-club, and with a vicious cry she brought it down upon the sacrifice’s head—

But the other witch responded in kind Jennifer was sent across the room under the power of vicious winds, slamming into the wall and lying stunned at the impact.

The sacrifice was limp, yet the woman ran to him all the same. “Blod vende seg tilbake og huden møter huden. Blod vende seg tilbake og huden møter huden…” The blood that had puddled beneath the man began to disappear, retracing its path back inside, but still the man did not stir. The strange woman’s strange words grew frantic as she tripped over her tongue in desperation to heal what could not be healed. Pathetic.

The power would be hers, it had already begun to pool and… wait. No! The healing that woman was doing, it was futile but the blood… The blood held the power, and now-

“You’ve ruined it!” she screamed, “You stupid fool! He was to be a part of greatness and now he’s a waste of dead flesh!” Her anger built, she wanted to hurt her, to destroy this woman who’d ruined her designs yet… she recalled that tingle of fear as she’d been frozen, to attack recklessly… “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”

The woman’s eyes could have turned her to stone for the disgust that filled them. “I’ve failed to save this man’s life.”

“And you ruined a perfect death.”

“If there is such a thing, it was not this.” The woman raised her hand, and the breath pooled out from Jennifer’s lungs just as the blood had seeped back into her failed sacrifice. She would not die at the hand of this abomination! But she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t summon her power, and that fear trickled down her spine once again.

“You’ve been warned, Sister,” was all the woman said, before Jennifer was once more gasping for air.

She took a few breaths, having fallen forward propping herself on her hands as her knees had buckled. But as her sense returned, so too did an important fact. The heaving breaths turned to chuckles, to full blown laughter as she pushed herself upper body up but remained kneeling.

“Y-you, pitiful, simpering waste of magic! No wonder I never heard of you, you can’t even kill properly! Weak.” she cackled, the noises lacking in true sanity, true feeling. The fear had existed yes, and it could and would again, but not this night. Not in the face of this kind of weakness.

Which, to the true eye, may not have been weakness at all.

“What says the fool?” she panted, her laughs still echoing through her frame.

No answer came.

Jennifer, at last calmed looked around, she was gone… Like a phantom that had never been within at all. And as her laughs petered out, the silence took over. No noise, no thrum of life, no thrum of magic… Empty. A waste.

Jennifer lulled in the void for… She couldn’t say how long, seconds, minutes. But she rose and didn’t spare the body a glance on her way out.

She’d thought it already, it seemed two would have to die tonight.

The next day a grim-faced news reporter told a shocked New Orleans that the body of two doctors were found in their homes, under what the police were calling ‘suspicious circumstances.’ The investigations were ongoing and anybody with information was urged to contact the authorities immediately.

[vavavariance]

Dear Tin

Dear Tin,

I guess that chance of talking to you face to face never happened. Or maybe it did, but I had the mistake of thinking it was cool not walking to you while you're sitting in that common PC kiosk. I regret every day failing on that. I decided to do this, because, otherwise, more regrets will add to the load and I will not be able to stand myself further.

I know I am really no one to you. Just that guy who suddenly sent those poems, thinking I can win a little girl's heart with the notorious hidden motive of playing it around. I was mistaken and I hate myself for it. You are not a little girl to be played around, nor just another woman. Frankly, I did not feel what I'm feeling right now when I first saw you in that technical forum. To me, you were just another girl. Then I saw you again in that seminar. And god, you were radiant, and you still are.

In the real context of the word, we are not friends. I know nothing about you personally. Why you're in San Miguel, why you're still single (or I don't know), why you use Calanog not Calderon. I mean, to me, those mysteries are polarizing. Who I used to think insignificantly turned out to affect me in ways like I never thought I would be affected. Like I wanted to see you everyday. Like the smallest things like "seen" give my heart a normal beating. Like I feel there's hope when all evidence points the other way.

I guess I just want to be your friend. I want to cheer you up when you're down, brainstorm with you when you need someone to juggle thoughts with, or sit in silence when you just need to turn off. I want to get to know your Mom, your Dad, Riley, your friends. I want to care for you and protect you, like I finally found a reason to use my 10,000 lives for. Tin, I want to court you.

That's what I wanted to tell you. And, that's what I wanted to tell Haze. Say something now. Maybe stop me from telling her, especially if you feel like it would ruin your friendship with her. However, I feel like I'm lying to her already, if I won't tell her. I merely want to ask permission from her. But before that, I'm asking permission from you.

This is too long already, I apologize. I'm gonna be cool with whatever you decide. I do hope you give me that chance. I feel the world have been making me too happy that it's my calling to share this happiness with you.

Too crazy to say crazy for you,

U

[literarymerritt]

✧ﾟHaikyuu!! Tag Meme ✧ﾟ

TAGGED BY: So I was tagged in this by my bae @greendoodle​ like...almost a year ago, I think?? And (being the person that I am.. = v =;;) I totally forgot about it until the lovely @sarukui​ tagged me in hers!! So I’m picking this back up again and finally finishing it~!! (I’m sorry it took so long, Cookie... TT v TT )

Rules: 
- All your answers should have only ONE character, unless stated otherwise. (i understand that it’ll be hard since all the Haikyuu characters are all so lovable but pls, pick only ONE otherwise there wouldn’t be any point to this game!)  - If you want to elaborate your answer as to why you picked something, go ahead! there is an implied why in all the questions.  - Tag at least 10 other people. (share the Haikyuu love ♥‿  ♥)  - If you get tagged, pls copy the rules as well. - And enjoy! (★^O^★) the whole point of this tag game is to have fun~

What position would you like to play in Volleyball?

I’m hoping there’s an implied “if you were good at playing sports” in there because I absolutely suck at all physical activities. XDD But if I could be good at volleyball, I think I would like to be a libero?? ( * v * ) Defensive positions appeal to me more than offense, I like the idea of supporting everyone from behind~ (And when it comes to height, I am on the short side, so I don’t imagine I’m suited to be a blocker, haha~)

Pick any FOUR Haikyuu characters to form your friend squad with.

Tokyo squad: Bokuto, Kuroo, Akaashi, Kenma!! ( > w < ) ♡ I legitimately want to hang out with these four so badly~

Your roommate in college?

This may seem random but.. that super chill Fukurodani manager?? I just looked it up, her name is Shirofuku Yukie! Idk, she just seems really cool and relaxed, but also not super outgoing, so I feel like maybe we’d get along well as roommates~!!

Haikyuu Crush?


It’s funny because as much as I am attracted to and love these characters, I don’t actually see any of them are romantic interests for me (if that makes sense). BUT if I had to pick one, I think I’d actually date THE HECK out of Tanaka (provided, of course, that he was my age). I feel like he’s super underrated, like sure he’s loud and obnoxious, bUT YOU’RE LYING IF YOU SAY THAT THE GUY WOULDN’T MAKE AN AMAZING BOYFRIEND.

Which character resembles you, in terms of personality, the most?

This question is interesting to me because I don’t think there’s any one character in HQ!! that is a lot like me.. But if I had to choose, I’d go with Kozume Kenma. I feel like that boy is my spirit animal, he’s very self-conscious and aware of the people around him, which leads to a lot of internal analysis, something I do A LOT. We both lack motivation, can spend hours on our electronic devices, and have a dislike for activities that require too much effort, but can perform well when determined. We also both love apple pie. I do feel that I’m pretty different to Kenma in how I express myself and outwardly relate to other people, but overall, he’s definitely the character I relate to the most.

Which character inspires you the most?

Ennoshita Chikara. I relate to the guy A LOT because if something is too stressful or requires too much energy from me, my first response is just to quit. I really love how Ennoshita isn’t quite like a lot of the other characters, he doesn’t have (initially) that drive to just give up EVERYTHING for volleyball, nor does he possess any amazing skills or abilities that make him stand out on the court. But in spite of this, he doesn’t give up, he keeps playing and working hard at volleyball, eventually gaining the trust and respect of his teammates, and I really admire that about him.

Favorite character development?

FRICKING TSUKISHIMA KEI. OH MY FRICK. I’ll tell you, I did not like Tsukki when he was first introduced, he seemed to me to be irritating, aloof, a little stuck-up, and needlessly unkind. But oh my gOSH, the way this series has slowly revealed more and more about his background and true nature has been absolutely brilliant. Watching Tsukki go from an uninvested club member who didn’t see anything special in himself, didn’t understand what it meant to love volleyball, and didn’t feel the need to put a lot of time and energy into it... to a team player who is more aware of his strengths and what he can do for the team, understands the thrill of the game, and is willing to give his all for it... has been one of the most SATISFYING journeys any series has ever taken me on. Tsukishima is one of my absolute favorite characters now, GOSH, he is s o  g o o d .

Prettiest Character?

A K A A S H I FRICKING K E I J I. I mean, fRICK, have you SEEN him???

Hottest?

Bokuto Koutarou is supremely handsome, and I will fight ALL of you on this.

Ultimate OTP?

♡  B O K U A K A  ♡  O H  ♡  M Y  ♡  H E C K  ♡ (If you follow my blog for my art and don’t know this, then I must be doing something wrong.)

Ultimate BROTP?

Oya oya?

Oya oya oya.

(Leaving Cookie’s answer because YES. X’DDD ♡ ♡ ♡ )

Favorite Stage Play Actor?

This is so hard, omg. ( TT w TT ) Until recently I would have said Kimura Tatsunari, but nOW THAT BOKUTO’S STAGE PLAY ACTOR HAS BEEN ANNOUNCED, IDK, I’M HAVING SECOND THOUGHTS. But for now, I’ll just say Tatsunari because he is an absolutely PERFECT Kageyama. He’s also too cute for me to live, oh my word, boy has the smile of an ANGEL??? I’m honestly so heartbroken that he’s not going to be cast as Kags in future performances. TT TT

Adopt as your child?

GOSHIKI TSUTOMU, OH MY GOSH, LET ME PROTECT THIS PRECIOUS SWAN BBY. ( TT v TT )

Favorite team chant?

Dateko’s is objectively the best, like hands down, but I gotta admit that I’m rather fond of Shiratorizawa’s NICE KILL U-SHI-JI-MA!! (THUMP THUMP) USHIJIMA!! because I would do it all the time with one of my friends at work. Like we’d be on opposite sides of a room, one of us would start the chant and the other one would join in, we’d both stomp our feet against the floor and other people would look at us weird, it was great. XD

Favorite team banner?

Karasuno’s “FLY”!! It’s simple, but bold and inspiring, I love it.

Did Haikyuu inspire you to do something you would not have done before?

Now I’ve never really cared about sports in my entire life (unless it was a game one of my brothers was competing in), but this freaking anime has given me an IMMENSE appreciation for ACTUAL REAL LIFE VOLLEYBALL. During the 2016 Summer Olympics, I watched some of the volleyball games and??? IT WAS FRICKING THRILLING??? I never thought the day would come when I would just sit down and watch a sport on TV, but thanks to Haikyuu!!, I have now not only done that, but I have actually enjoyed it A LOT. (Idk if that quite meets the parameters of the question because I wasn’t exactly “inspired” to watch volleyball, but eh, close enough~ XD)

Haikyuu!! character as your:  

Mom?

SUGAMAMA~ ♡ ♡ ♡

Dad?

DADCHI~ ♡ ♡ ♡

(I mean, c’mon, how could I not choose the Karasuno parents?? > w < )

Elder sister?

I want Saeko as my older sister, yeeeesssss!!

Older brother?

AND TANAKA AS MY OLDER BROTHER PLS?? (I just want to be related to the Tanaka’s, because let’s be real.)

Younger sister?

Yachi Hitoka!! ♡ Precious girl, I love her so much~ ( ; u ; )

Younger brother?

I feel like Tsukki could be my younger brother (not that he’s anything like my actual younger brothers, haha, but like... I just want to tease him and support him)~

Aside from Haikyuu!!, what is your favorite anime? (This question was thrown in for us all to share another fantastic anime with the Haikyuu fandom~)

My favorite anime right now are Free! (for which I am trash, always and forever), Ao no Exorcist, Natsume Yuujinchou, and Uchouten Kazoku~!!

TAGGING: I’m don’t know a lot of people on Tumblr anymore (I wish I had more friends on here, but I also am absolute crap at responding to messages and asks and stuff...;;) so I don’t have that many people to tag... But @puddingcatbae and @dontperishyet, if you guys haven’t done this yet (and would like to), I tag you!! ( > v < ) /

And if any of my other followers/mutuals want to do this, please fill it out and tag me!! I would love to see how you guys would respond to these questions!! Thanks again to @greendoodle and @sarukui for tagging me in this, I had so much fun~!! ♡♡♡

[langst-wins]

@galaxyostars

hi quick question, why are you writing actual essays in reply to this?? you're acting like i called you out by name and you had to defend yourself. i didn't "play victim." i'm allowed to post my own thoughts and feelings on my own fucking blog. and nobody would have known this had ANYTHING to do with you if you hadn't actually spent all that time writing an actual goddamn essay in reply.

but if you want to exchange childish butthurt essays, fine, let's exchange childish butthurt essays.

literally NOBODY insulted you. nobody called you "entitled." that came straight from your head. you typed that out. you're calling yourself entitled, broski.

not that it matters all that much, because i wouldnt really care if it was shared and it would make no difference to this conversation - but no, actually, your concern was NOT shared. there was one vaguely similar comment, and it was not a complaint masked as a concern, it was an observation, which i happily replied to. but no, nobody else left a comment sharing your concern. what fucking comment section are you reading???? (the only reason i bring that up is because it's a blatant lie and i don't let lies slip by unchecked, thx. lying in your essays? tsk, tsk. ruler to the wrist. no recess for u.)

"Free entertainment (at the obligation of loving it totally)"

who? the ACTUAL fuck??? said that????

you. you said that. i never said that nor implied it. you literally came up with this "oh so i HAVE to love it and you ONLY want endless praise" shit all on your own. you're saying this shit and passing it off as if its something I said to you when I've never even THOUGHT these things, not once. i took offense to your comment and, admittedly, overreacted to it. i have certainly learned my lesson, and will avoid emotional responses and let myself ruminate on a comment before I reply from now on. but your reply to someone overreacting a little to your comment and coming off as kinda rude...is to go throwing shit around that I never said with my name slapped on it like a flower girl throwin fuckin daisies. that's a tid bit melodramatic there, fam. maybe take a chill pill? your life isnt actually a soap opera.

i dont think or feel this way about you or anyone else, ever. you took offense to my (again, admittedly overdramatic) reply and assumed the most random shit about me. you assumed that because i made a mistake in posting a very reactive reply and offended you, i must be some fool who just wants endless praise and thinks people are obligated to enjoy her fic if they read it. you pulled that shit straight out of your own ass. nice attribution of motive, cathy 'so what you're saying is' newman.

this post was, in fact, NOT only aimed at you! i had at least 30 different comments, each from different readers, most of them from hlp but maybe like 3-4 from requiem including yours, in mind when i typed this post!

something not being all about you?! imagine that!!!! people can accumulate negative feelings over time toward a general class of people and things and then vent about that wide classification of things...and it's not all about you!!!! wow!!! what a shocker!!!!!

you are a very, very tiny piece of a very, very vague, short, and ultimately insignificant vent post. you were not at the front and center of my mind. not nearly enough to warrant an essay in reply. so, please: stop acting like this post was solely about you, because it wasn't. i would not write a little vent post about one (1) single stranger on the internet. literally nobody on the internet cares that much about other random people on the internet.

you think your comment is on par with disgusted comments about how horrible and gross my story is, or anon asks telling me to kill myself because my writing is just THAT unbearable? you...you seriously think your dinky little marginally offensive comment, which in hindsight I am adult enough to admit really wasn't all that offensive, is on par with all this shit? are you serious right now?? like goddamn. don't flatter yourself.

"you hold me personally responsible for even daring to breathe near your fic"

wow!!! look at that!!! more dumbass bullshit i never said or even remotely implied!!!!

who the fuck said this, or even thought it? I repeat: YOU.

this shit all came from YOUR mind. I never even fucking thought any dumb arrogant bullshit like this, let alone said it. you pulled that out of your ass and slapped my name on it. nice try though!!

i dont hold you personally responsible for anything. i have no personal thoughts or feelings toward you. do you...do you seriously think random tumblr/ao3 people have personal thoughts and feelings toward you? what the actual fuck???

"no one owes you for writing what you want to write"

i never said anyone did. i never THOUGHT anyone did. for the last time: YOU, nobody else, Y O U made this flaming dumpster fire all up and projected your own offended thoughts onto me as if i was the one who thought them.

'free' implies the thing given is a gift and no reciprocation is owed, expected, or in some cases not even desired. i know for a fact, just from looking at the story stats, that like 95% of people reading this series have never left a comment and probably never will.

i am 110% okay with that. of fucking course they don't "owe me." who in their right fucking mind would think they were owed something for writing a goddamn fanfic? for you to accuse me of thinking people owe me something in return for this fic is so out of touch with reality it is actually from another fucking dimension. you would have to be batshit insane to think you were "owed" something for writing fanfic (with the exception of private commissions, of course, because in that case somebody has promised currency in exchange for fanfic). other than that? batshit wack.

the only one who's said anything along the line of anyone "owing" me shit is - yep, you guessed it!

you!

why are you so fucking determined to believe i'm only in search of, in your own words, "endless praise"? i'm not the lord and savior jesus fucking christ himself. of course i don't expect fucking endless praise. i am...actually, genuinely SHOCKED by how out of touch with reality your assumptions about me are. i dont know about endless praise, but your insistence on blowing this up into a patent-pending Big Thing sure does provide me a fucking endless fountain of bewildered amusement.

why are so stubbornly insisting on attributing bad motives to me? that's exactly what you're doing right now. you're pulling random shit from your ass that i've never thought, let alone said, slapping my name on it, and acting like it should just be a commonly accepted fact that those are my thoughts. your entire little essay is written on the foundational idea that i actually think, believe, and feel these things. that is so obnoxious and presumptuous its actually laughable.

"...makes you out to be a victim of a huge crime."

excuse me? no. nobody in this situation is a "victim." i know a lot of people regard victimhood as a beautiful and heroic thing nowadays. those people are fucking dumbasses. who fucking wants to be seen as a victim? why would i go out of my way to be seen as a helpless damsel in distress? who wants that?

let's break this lil tumblr fiasco down, hm?

i:

made a vague, short vent post on tumblr.

made said post on MY OWN tumblr, where I am, shockingly enough, actually allowed to post whatever the fuck i want so long as it doesnt violate the site's established rules.

had a general classification of comments/commentors in mind. you were only one of them. you were not special or important to this post. you are one of a small handful.

didn't mention you or anyone else in this post

never intended for this post to be applied to anyone specific, or to be taken too seriously. its called a vent post for a reason.

had, until you wrote your long ass essay in reply, actually moved on from our petty, insignificant little conflict. adults do that, you know. they have spiffs...and they quickly forget about them, because who the fuck actually cares enough to hold onto this dumb shit long enough to go and purposely navigate to a social media page of the person who made them mad, find a post to take offense to, and spend like an hour or more spewing some dumb shit from their ass? oh...well...i know ONE person who would that do that....

am, in fact, an adult. if you hadn't dragged me back into this sideways shitshow circus, I never would have said a word to you about it ever again. i would have forgotten it even happened within a week. its seriously NOT that big of a fucking deal.

on the other hand, after we stopped talking on ao3, you:

intentionally navigated to my blog. most likely looking for drama because why the fuck else would you immediately look up my blog.

found a vague, short little vent post.

IMMEDIATELY assumed that post MUST be all about you. i mean, why else do people create posts, right????

took immediate, intense, personal offense to said post because after all it must!!! be all!!! about you!!! what else would i post about?!

wrote an entire fucking essay that literally n o b o d y asked for or wanted.

spewed a whole barrel of absolute bullshit within your essay and tried to attribute it to me.

think you're a mind reader, apparently.

this may come as a shock to you so please...hold onto something....

you actually don't get to decide what other people are thinking and feeling just because they made you angry!!! you actually don't get to go around slapping somebody else's name on thoughts and feelings as if they're theirs!!! oh golly gee whiz, who would have thought that these aren't normal things human beings do on a regular basis?! it's just you!!! how wild!!!

mmm...i think that about covers it!

do me a favor? don't fucking drag me into this overdramatic bullshit again. i don't want to read your little essays attributing me with random motives, thoughts, and feelings that arent my own. literally nobody wants to read that. you're wasting your own damn time. i highly suggest you leave me the hell alone, because if you invite me to pay ball? this bitch knows how to play fucking hardball.

do me an even BIGGER favor? stop reading my fic.

mmmkay thx byeeeee.

it’s a strange world where you can spend months working continuously and lose sleep to produce free entertainment for strangers on the internet and still be accused by the people consuming said free entertainment of selfishness and arrogance.

[nuevorealidad]

(2019) plot.plan.time

$$ MONEY $$ The only economy that matters,  that can actually put money in your purse, wallet, or the cracks of your sofa, is the economy created by your thoughts, words, and actions. Every day, someone new, near you, becomes a millionaire. The Universe

Most people believe they must “earn” money through hard work and this is why it’s so challenging for them to manifest more money. With this belief, the Law of Attraction must continue to bring money only as the result of hard work. When we can start to expect money to come in unexpected, easy ways, it will.

It's time to give everyone the big fuck you and bloom how you choose. You get to be whatever kind of fucking flower you want to be. You inherit yourself.

This is where we make a choice, punks. What is the story you are going to choose to tell? Are you going to keep telling the same old fucking story, or are you going to take what you want? Are you the master of your own fate, or will you allow the illusion to suck you back in?

It tells us that we are finally shedding the bullshit, letting the hail storm knock away all that isn't fastened securely to the truth.

‘’ Tess Mahal Ko , 1 way to defeat invisible, limiting beliefs, even ones you may not know you have, is to simply ‘’dream*think*create’’  a life so grand, that they couldn’t possibly make sense. And then start living that life today, however humbly at first. Make a decision of what you truly desire, want.. give your attention there ..  find the feeling place of it — and *bam* you are there instantly. ‘’ 😍 ‘’ ~ JS

****** OUR NEW GAME Commences November 2018  ***********

!!!!!! ^ - ^ !!!!! En Garde 😍 Get Ready For It  !!!!! ^ - ^ !!!!!!

‘’He’ll always be there for her. Standing in the shadows to keep her safe. Laughing with her in the light. Watching through her eyes all those who get close. He’ll always be there. She will be fine.

T.E.S.S. (the.eternal.spontaneous.spin#master) ~

*T*F*S* a #baddass mf gangsta/goddess in cahoots w/ CIA (cosmic intelligence agency) @undisclosed no.extradition.treaty.lat/long.domain in the  A.I.R. (alternate intelligence realm)

““  That’s My Girl  ““  

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Rewriting my story- Update 3/2018

Free at last/ free at last/ free to live my life the way I really choose it to be. I am Fearless & I am not afraid. I am sovereign/ I own my authority . No one/nadie/nada can impose itself on me. I am my own Higher Guidance Council how will I know.. if what I hear resonate or feel right to me then it is.. if not its kicked to the curb. I am not here to confirm or follow. I create my own reality / my own sets of beliefs it's my way or the highway .. everything always goes my way .. everything is always working out for me .. good shits are always lining up for me /awesome ideas /brilliant options flows to me in groves/ synchronocities leads to serendipities all the time. And why shouldn't it be.. I am worthy / I am integrity / I am a Privilege Being & a Pampered Soul.

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December 26, 2017 ·

in the flow ~ I AM FREE <3 I AM FUCKING FREE :) FREE AT LAST FREE AT LAST :*

2018

Become self-reliant, self supporting. Prioritise your own highest interests - highest being the key word. Cut away anyone or anything that drains or feeds on your precious life force. From now on your mission is to engage only with creators, those who have already woken up Get real and be real. Stop curating your life. Become inner not outer directed. Find what you're really good at and do it all time. Do a personal resources inventory. What do you know or what skills you have that are valuable to others? You have physical, emotional and spiritual resources all around, lying neglected and unacknowledged in your psyche or hidden away in your very own dustbin of history. Now is the moment to excavate all of them – your finances, time investment, skills, talents, possessions, qualities – and release them into the light of day to form and reform into more authentic ways of self-expression and making a living.

Be strongly steadily directed from within. there is no outer, THERE IS NOTHING TO DO INSTEAD YOU CENTER URSELF AND ALIGN W/ WHO U TRULY ARE AND ADAMENTLY REMAIN IN THE PLACE OF AUTHORITY AND POWER AND INWARD TRUTH as your statement and the only thing you know.”

It is all about FEELING EMPOWERED OF YOUR OWN POWER, (UR OWN MC/AUTHORITY) your own soverignity. NOTHING TO DO .. ALL ABBOUT BEING ALL THAT U ARE . So instead of thinking what is there to do...FEEL WHAT U FEEL LIKE DOING and doing preceeds the being...here i rule my life to the fullest as i await my instant death w/out pain without knowing ... there;s really nothing else ofcourse xcept for the receiving of alot of abundance, cash, money , gifts, bonus, opps stuf jup sco. all about attaining desire for personal sovereignty.independence and detaching anything less of my being. i am and will always be a priviiledge being and pampered soul.

Just do the next right thing Walk your talk Redraw your boundaries SHIFT TO LIVING AT CAUSE, NOT AT EFFECT. Identify the one thing you’re afraid to say about your life and what you’re going to do about it.

Take concrete steps to becoming self-supporting and self-sustaining Make financial independence your priority, what would you do differently starting now? How can you deliberately live between structure and surprise; between safety and experimentation Recognise that the deeper mind is always on 24/7, not only does it have your back, it’s part of who you are - when you lose sight of it it’s because you’ve gone back to thinking you have to handle this life thing on your own.

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"Now I know better, I do better". It's time to commit to your own preferred reality Time to stop trying to fit into friendships, jobs and realities that have nothing to do with who you are. you no longer need to try to "save" or "heal" anyone nor urself because there is nothing to be working on urself anymore there are so few people to connect to who get your reality - as it should be..dont want otras cramping my space solitude santuary

This is what it feels like to be brilliantly alive. Alive and active not reactive on the good or bad

no choice but to find higher level solutions. As Einstein’ said: 'We cannot solve our problems with the same level of thinking that created them'. But remember when such collective shifts happen, first comes confusion and chaos.

In your own life, this is a fertile moment to think out of the box or even to jump up and down on the box. Ask:” How have I been underestimating myself? What have I been settling for? What is my wildly impossible goal?” Doing new things is good. Going outside our comfort zones is what we are all about. We are not among those who are playing it safe. But we too can get stuck. So things happen to move stuck energies. They may come in the form of hurricanes, storms, celestial events, getting sick, losing a relationship or a job.This embodiment process is the most difficult thing a human being could ever do. You are being asked to do the impossible, or so if feels.

Pursuing what is desired and nothing else. Waiting, stalking, strategically watching for openings. One-pointedly intent upon grabbing and holding what you lost somewhere and must find again. Going for reminders, facsimiles, totems. Hungry for proof that it is there, that it is possible. Alone forever. You are deeply seeking the other side of yourself, the inner partner, the true motivating spark. You have got lost in the dark, identified with the one who needs and lacks, the one who is broken into fragments of experience. You search everywhere and come up empty. The one inside will be there, when the outer versions cannot sate your hunger,and as a last resort you feel into your own solitary spaces, willing to meet whoever is there and love them with all your heart."

the old world feels so dark eecky sucky that you're willing to let it go AS IT HAS ALREADY BEEN DELETED. Choice is not an option -the 3D time-lines are deleted. MAKE UR SHIFT QUICKLY AND PERMANENTLY so ur transition thru 2018 will go smooth effortless MASTERY OR BUST I am immensely powerful and deeply hidden. I work between the lines and the worlds. But I am good at what I do.

"What we take to be true is our reality " This is start of the Return Home via a solo journey of ground breaking proportions. It is living in Free Fall without a Safety Net ..TO LIVE AND THRIVE IN MY OWN PREFERRED DESIRED ALTERNATIVE the edge between order and chaos -

<3 Become self reliant, self supporting. Prioritise your own highest interests - highest being the key word. Cut away anyone who drains or feeds on your precious life force. Get real and be real. Stop curating your life. Become inner not outer directed. Find what you're really good at and do more of it. Upgrade the quality of your thinking -the codes which determine the results you're getting . If you believe your own random thoughts, you're living in the feeling of your thinking, in a self -created matrix.

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Visionary Activist principles -

0. Believe nothing, entertain possibilities. Therefore everything hereafter is offered playfully.

1. Imagination lays the tracks for reality to follow. 2. Better to create prophecy than live prediction. What makes us passive is toxic. Predictions make us passive, but prophecy is active co-creation with the Divine. 3. The invisible world would like to help, but spiritual etiquette requires that we ask. Help is always available; operators are standing by. (WELL THIS IS ME TO T, IN MY CASE I DEMAND :D ) 4. The only way that the gods know we're asking for help is through ritual. 5. If something is a problem, make it bigger. If you cook rage into outrage, it takes it from personal tantrum yoga into the realm of useful action. 6. We only possess the power of an insight when we give it expression. 7. Creativity comes from paradox. We aspire to be disciplined wild people who are radical traditionalists. 8. Stay Strong, FOCUSED INTENT TO CREATE & STAY IN UR OWN WORLD WITHIN THE WORLD .

"There are no right answers. But there is a right question. It's the one that whispers "Why the f* not?"

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Transition is itself transformation. So in this frequency shift from 3D to wherever, reading Facebook posts about "taking back your power" or "moving out of victim mode" as you have thousands of times before then "liking" them because it appeals to the need to feel special without actually changing , is a dead end. It is just another go-around of working on yourself by using willpower to get to somewhere new/different/more exciting than here and now. It is a deadly psychic shortcut avoidance of the alchemy that needs to incubate in the dark to carry you across from personality level living to your emerging higher time-line.

in 5D perspective, frame it as an opportunity to master the arcane art of becoming your own Source - of life, of energy, of feedback and validation, of generative creator consciousness.This will prove a crucial skill to help you navigate 2018's radically different astrology.

In your own life, you need to ask yourself some hard questions – about what you really want and what is truly good for you. About how specifically you're underestimating yourself and about which victory is now available for you to claim.

Make two lists: what you want to resolve or eliminate and what you want to create.

EASY BREEZY 4 ME... RESOLVE / ELIMINATE all if any 3D REALITY dat doesnt support me. WHAT TO CREATE ...TO CREATE MY VERY OWN DESIRED PREFERRED REALITY.

You are now in a moment where you get to review, rethink and recreate just about anything you want.

:are you channeling this insistent 5D wavelength consistently enough to expand your 3D paradigms and constructs so far out that they refract the whole, not just the parts?

We're in a freefall into future. We don't know where we're going. Things are changing so fast, and always when you're going through a long tunnel, anxiety comes along. And all you have to do to transform your hell into a paradise is to turn your fall into a voluntary act. It's a very interesting shift of perspective and that's all it is... joyful participation in the sorrows and everything changes.” Joseph Campbell.

The single most radical decision to make now is is refusing 3D ways of operating -not swallowing the bait of making New Year's resolutions or buying into programs to reset you for 2018,or calibrating your 12th DNA strand (!)- and instead tracking your unique emergence as it is happening.

This is a Gateway aligning you to your High heart, your crystalline DNA and switching up your time-lines, your bandwidths of experience. Don't even try to shape it to your 3D desires-

As I keep saying: nothing is working because the 3D time-lines have been deleted. No modality, no matter how temporarily uplifting, can change you or rescue you. Look around you right now -the current chaos-climate, political, financial -is elemental,energetic and profoundly personal and collective all at the same time. I've been writing for ages about events arriving right at your front door and this will escalate in 2018 and the crunch year of 2020. You have to make hard choices based on your highest values, not on comfort or expediency. The time for superficiality of any kind is gone - life is being stripped down to essentials and you need to collaborate with it.

If you have never been called an incorrigible, defiant, impossible woman… have faith. There is yet time" Clarissa Pinkola Estes.

You don't need to fight to make life happen in the way you'd planned, in the way you had thought it would be. Instead, see where the hours, the days are inviting you to go and try to participate in the dance. Don't fight your flow, put your energy where doors are opening" Sophie Gregoire The Writing Wand.

When you suddenly just " know" that none of the old ways work anymore and you stop. Even those things that seemed like a spiritual safety net- such as must-follow rules of meditation, clean eating, entire New Age belief systems- are revealed as just masks and defences against the dark.

All dressed up as spiritual but in reality more never ending pressure to work on yourself. F* DAT AM DONE W/ WKG ON MY SELF! There is no more working on yourself- there never was.(DAMN STRAIGHT) Drop that and feel your animal body exhale in relief and release. There is only and utterly your dance with life as it unfolds moment by moment. And it's a solo journey of sacred proportions . 2018 will be a giant stair step on the way through the Connected Universe into the Age of Aquarius when Pluto enters the sign of the Futurist in 2023. 😍🌾⚘🌸🐱🐥🌻🍀🍂⚘ 🌷☘🌺🌳🌻🍀🐬🐺 🔥🌀🌷☘😍🌾⚘🌸🐱

{Onyx Radcliffe} oh awww. thank you! wow. that's validating. i needed that lol. phew. Tess, I have been thru the ringer with humans, and been so ashamed to share a bloodline, to the point of no return. I guess now I only realize that we all have our own perspectives and lives, and our purpose is only to be what/when/where we are, whatever that is. You just go shine all over the place, roll around in the sand or the grass. You dont have to be a human, a human is just a word. You're a child of God, of the sun, of the stars. You're an inspiration to all of us with all of your posts. You are a kind, warm heart in a brutal, wintery world. We need people to stop being humans, and start being themselves. Shine as bright as you can. You're not a starseed anymore. You're the real thing, the star blossom, the star fruit, the star itself♥

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So  This is what 2019 Goin 2b  ALL ABOUT* A F*  CULMINATION OF EVERYTHING U LEARNT/MUSTER OF BEING A MASTER

Next Stop Wonderland march 2018 (update) --- I AM AT AGE STAGE IN MY LIFE WHERE I JUST WANT TO LIVE THIS LIFE FEELING COMPLETELY ALIVE  CADA f* MOMENTO  IN WAY I PREFER/DESIRE IT TO BE . TO LIVE IN THE NOW CUZ DATS WHERE MAGIC IS  WHERE SYNCHRONIZED./SERENDIPITIES & MANIFESTATION OCCURS.. where EVERYTHING’S ALWAYS WORKING OUT FOR ME & EVERYTHING GOES MY WAY <3

Ultimate F* Goal ~ 2 B ..