#resits '17

[pluggedintosaverockandroll]

i like computer science, i think it's interesting, but man i do not like the way it is taught

[cheemken]

sir... may i humbly request for more pokemon hcs... a small crumb wld do...

OFC BFMDNDK

But like majority of my hcs are of the champions so I hope that'll be cool w you hahaha

Anyways owo

•Hc ages, Wallace, Geeta, and Lance are both around 32-35 (Lance is the older one between them). Steven, Cynthia, Diantha, and Leon are all around 28-31 (Leon is the younger one, Diantha is the oldest between em). Hau is 15 and Iris is 17

-I have Hau as my Alola champion bc idk I think he deserves it hahah

•Diantha and Lance are easily susceptible of Iris' and Hau's puppy eyes and get dragged into their hijinks

-the ones who can somewhat resits them are Wallace, Geeta, and Steven

-Cynthia is an enabler, and Leon somehow knows when to say no to their shenanigans bc he has experience as an older brother

•the other champions are honestly a bit unnerved by Geeta, she knows this too but made no effort to change it, she thinks it's entertaining

-the others just try to keep up w her for Diantha

-Lance couldn't tho, Geeta just gets on his nerves and vice verse, tho the two do try to get along for Diantha

-its honestly very comical cause one second they're almost killing each other and the second Diantha walks in they'd both stop and laugh and smile w each other bc they know Dia would get sad if they fight 

•they all have their own little group chat and it's honestly just Steven setting up the dates for their meet ups and Cynthia and Wallace at each other's throats

-Diantha just loves the drama going on between those two, she thinks their petty arguments are entertaining

•Hau and Iris have this solidarity of being raised by their own respective grandfather

-Iris helps Hau cope w it, that at least there's still people who loves them, and hey they're family now too, together w the other champions

-theyre siblings to me your honour pls they mean so much to me

•Steven cherishes the other champions so much because it's the first ever friend group he has that doesn't make fun of him for his love of rare stones

-its really the only friend group he has that doesn't make fun of anything about him in general

-also the only friend group that doesn't use his status as heir to the Devon Corp for the fame and fortune

•Geeta almost doesn't have any concept of empathy whatsoever so her actions seems like she's being an asshole

-she's trying not to be, really, but that's just how she grew up and hey at least they're kinda trying?? To help her??

-well, she's really not like that w Diantha, or rather she feels more empathy solely for Diantha, and to the others that's better than nothing

•out of the public eye, Diantha isn't as elegant of a trainer as people perceived her to be

-i would ramble abt this but it'll be long na so hey send another ask if you want hahah

•other than their native languages and the universal languages Unovan and Galarian, there are a few champions that are fluent in other languages 

-Wallace can speak two other languages, Kalosian and Sinnohan

-Diantha can speak three, as it's often part of an act or she was taught back then, with those being: Paldean, Ransean, and Sinnohan

-surprisingly, Hau also knows three, altho he can't speak some of them, with those being: Kantonian, Hoennian, and Orrean

-Geeta can speak Kalosian and a little bit of Almian

-spare me tho, I made own adjectives for the other regions since there's nothing much abt em in the wikipage

Anyways I think that's long enough before I really start rambling so hey how you like it hahaha

[deadtiredghost]

so i turned a oneshot into a series. and that exploded into a whole thang in my brain but I'm probs not gonna write it any time soon so i am deciding to post some stuff here.

rottmnt Leo centric cause this is all based on a few fics I wrote.

This is just a fun what could happen after the movie outline but darker than I think rottmnt will ever go.

the kraang left Leo with a badly cracked shell and some lasting issues in his left leg - Mikey painted his cane blue

Leo started doing independent research into mystic medic shit after the kraang attack. the team medic headcanon fr and I think CJ would deffo also know medical mystics which spurs Leo on

Leo spends a lot of time with CJ, coparenting fine with Casey after they figure each other out - makeup is the main thing they share in common because Casey has beautiful red eyeliner and Leo has his own beautiful red stripes.

Casey and Raph bff propaganda! they finish off the foot together or smming.

Triceraton arc:

the triceratons are fucking huge in rottmnt, like Leo doesnt come up to their ankle huge, and I see Raph using his hologram things to get bigger to fight, Donnie supporting him like in the kraang fight, Mikey using his super-strength to do damage and Leo initially being all flashy like he usually does but eventually realising that the only way they are going to have any chance is to use his portals to straight up chop the heads off of the triceratons - a CJ and Draxum approved plan.

cue angst and guilt - theyre like, 19, 18 & 17 respectively. they have encountered death before but never actively and intentionally killed anyone.

but like Leo would absolutely live in pain if that meant his family would be safe. and we have seen this time and time again.

#just super soldier problems:

and then the transition from these two alien invasions back to shutting down the run-of-the-mill villain of the week is jarring, and all the bros have a bit of trouble adjusting to non-leathal levels of strength

its good when they're just up against meatsweats or smming cause he got a similar mutation and can take their full force punches while even some yokai just need a gentler touch.

i'm thinking a teenage baxter stockboy is particularly difficult for this chaotic team to deal with because they're loud and violent by nature, while they need to shut off his tech without significantly hurting him

none of them are good at steath apart from Leo and none of them are good at tech apart from Don so to avoid raph eating more metal Leo decides to split the team up, which is met with resitence of course, but Leo is the logical planning guy and Raph and Mikey let emotion cloud their logic more than half the time.

I want Leo to get frustrated at how his family dont quite understand what he is trying to get at - #just ADHD things.

He needs to learn to be better at communicating, but his family also need to understand that he's not trying to procrastinate or goof off, it's kinda hard to explain something, even if its simple, when your brain is going a mile a minute and its so clear in Leo's brain what he wants that he forgets it isn't clear in other's (does that make sense? taking from personal experience here)

I also want Leo to learn in this conflict to stop relying on himself to avoid his siblings being in danger, because while he had told Dr Feelings over and over he got it and he wouldn't - he totally would and still hasnt stopped putting himself down to keep his family afloat.

Don gets an arc! its about being in an unhealthy relationship!

Don dates Kendra for a time. I think canonically Don would have a crush on Kendra, but it's not a healthy relationship and no one in the family likes her, which just allows her to isolate Donnie from their family etc. Kendra doesnt return as a 'villain' just an antagonist for Donnie personally, because the Purple Dragons cant just vanish from the story entirely.

imma give Donnie a Timothy as a friend because I feel bad for hurting them.

Rat King Arc:

like every villain in rottmnt, the Rat King is a significant issue they have to deal with. He is a human who wanted to discover the mysteries of Yokai and went crazy with empyrean use.

Unfortunately he can mind control rats... cue splinter angst as the family need to fight their father who is trying to kill them.

Big Mama makes a deal with the Rat King for Splinter becuase he is profit. Leo has to deal with her one way or another, so he makes a bet.

Unfortunately for Big Mama Splinter has a really bad back and Raph is very aware of his constant complaining, so he takes advantage of that to restrain him in battle, and then Splinter manages to snap out of the mind control because Raph smacks some sense into him (and some magic) - after Raph got mind controlled they all did some mind-protecting-techniques with Draxum for a while.

This whole Rat King arc is particularly hard on Raph :[

they go home happily ever after with some fun new trauma of their dad trying to kill them.

BISHOP!

next there is bishop, because Baxter is just a kid, he is barely a threat, and Donnie would just wipe any evidence of them off his tech of course? HAHA, nope. because bishop gets involved.

it takes a hot sec before they take Bishop seriously tbh. it was always a fear but as they had gotten more integrated into the Yokai city they had gotten too relaxed, relied too much on Donnie's tech and gotten too focused on their social/academic lives. so the government snuck up on them.

theyre about 22, 21, 20 at this point in time - they have already met Yuichi Usagi, Jennika and Leatherhead, and Donnie and Mikey are currently attending Yokai Uni.

So theyre all settled and "retired" from ninja stuff when disaster strikes and Leo and Raph get kidnapped by Bishop. Time for the pb&j duo to get them back!

Tigerclaw Arc:

I have more ideas involving tigerclaw but those ideas hindge on the ending of the Bishop idea, cause I have conflicting ideas for how it could end.

japanese assassin sent to kill the last few members of the Usagi clan so Leo gets involved and gets a new villain all to himself. (either Leo looses a leg to tigerclaw or Leo had already lost a leg to Bishop and is adjusting to his prosthetic still while fighting tigerclaw) Mikey, Raph and Don meet Kitsune, Alopex and Venus respectively during their trip to Japan and figuring out who has sent tigerclaw to attack their friend.

Haha. I threw Kitsune in there because she is another interesting villain and I would love to see rottmnt Mikey interact with her and slowly realise she isnt one of the 'good guys' and challenge his worlview that 'everyone who helps him must be nice and a good person' - tho i'm conflicted as to whether or not have her as a villain or just a criminal that fucks off to never be seen again

after all this they go get therapy.

Hope u enjoyed, just my brain has been circling these various scenes in my brain since 2024 started and I'll probs never get them onto paper, digital or otherwise.

if anyone felt inspired to write anything with one of these plot ideas in mind, feel free to! Would absolutely love that!

[jane-gunson123]

Dead Boys.

When a geordie boxer looses her brother to suicied a week before the biggest fight of her career and walks out to her boyfriends song, Dead Boys.

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Growing up with brothers meant Lacey was always fighting. Whether it was with her brothers, Jordan and kyle or other people, it was all she seamed to do. Her oldest brother, Jordan had a different mam to her and Kyle, and grew up in Sunderland meaning they only saw him a few days a week but that didn’t matter they were still siblings. 

When Lacey was 15 Jordan had signed a contract at liverpool and his football career started to take off and Kyle was 17, a year away from leaving for uni to become whatever his heart desired, he was intelligent enough to do anything, really. 

Lacey was never very academically gifted, she much preferred to be out on the streets doing what ever she pleased. She hated how much control authority figures had over her. The only reason she kept going was to one, make her brothers proud and two, see her best friends everyday, Sam, Dean and Abi. The four of them had ran North Shields ragged in their youth, terrorising the neighbors and business owners all there teens.   

On the 18th August 2012, Lacey had gotten her GCSE results back, they were shocking, 4 D’s and 1 C in PE the only thing she was good at, she had laughed it off at first, until she realised she couldn’t even apply for a proper collage course without resitting them. She hated exam's and refused to even attempt her GCSE’s again. 

After wondering aimlessly around North Shields for the better part of 2 hours, she decided to let of some steam and wondered into a boxing gym she had passed many a times. That was probably the best decision he had ever made to this day, for that was the day her life changed forever. 

That was about 11 years ago now and Lacey Henderson was very quickly becoming a household name in women's boxing. She was a mear 2 weeks away from the biggest fight of her career against Katie Taylor for the WBA,IFB and WBC belts while also putting her own belt she had defender 3 times already the WBO belt.

Her life had changed dramatically in the past 11  years, she had gone from living a life of poverty to upper middle class but yet she still refused to live anywhere apart from North Shields. 

She was still extremely close to both her brother, she had watched Jordan’s devastating defeat in the Euros final a mere few months ago and Kyle had just welcomed a little girl, Bella into the world with his girlfriend, Rosie 10 months ago. They had met at a bar in the quayside, Rosie being a English teacher at her old high school and Kyle being a fireman ment they often only saw each other for a couple hours day but the love they shared was unbeatable.

Lacey still remained close to her best friends, so close in fact she was in bed with one of them. Her and sam had always loved each other more than friends but had only actually gotten together about 6 months before lockdown and what was even more surprising was catching Abi and Dean the other half of there group in Abi’s bed after a practically, heavy drinking session the day before after lockdown rules had been lifted. 

6 days till fight night, she had her friend, boyfriend and team around her. Jordan and Kyle were only expected to show up a day before her fight but both rang her everyday to show their support. Lacey and Kyle had lost their mam to an overdose 3 weeks before Lacey’s 18th birthday and then the three hd lost their father to cancer 5 years ago, so they only really had each other as family now, even if they did have about a 100 cousins up and down the country thanks to their dads Gypies roots.

After finishing a sparring session, Lacey had picked up her phone to see 7 missed calls from Rosie, Kyle's girlfriend, 5 off Jordan and 3 off Sam, who was only back at the house they owned in London, which happened to be next to the Gym she attended their and Wembley arena where the fight was due to happen in 6 days time.

Lacey had decided to stay behind while everyone else had left and continue to work on her form with the punching bag.

Pulling the tape of her hands once she had finished her training for the day, Laceys phone began to ring, “Hello.” Lacey answered. 

“Lace.” Rosie answered back in hysterics.

“Woah, what’s the matter, Rose? Is everyone okay?” lacey asked, anxious. She never really showed emotion but she had never heard Rosie sound so distressed.

“He’s gone, lace.” She sobbed.

“Who’s gone? What u on about?” Lacey questioned again.

“Kyle,” Rosie sobbed, “He's dead.”

The room began to spin and lights began to blur, it was like Lacey had no control over her body as she fell to her knee and her phone slipped out of her hands.

She didn’t know how long she had been on her knees, staring at the wall in frount of her but what she did know was no tears fell. It was like she went blank and just simply couldn’t process the information she had been told.

Pulled out of her thoughts by her phone ringing once again, it was Sam but she didn’t answer. Just simply declined the call, stood up and walked toward the locker room in the gym.

After showering and changing into a tracksuit she had stolen of Sam a few weeks ago, Lacey simply packed her bag and began her walk home to hers and Sam’s house.

Nobody had heard from her in over an hour since she had found out about her brother and they were beginning to panic she would do something silly, you never know how dark someone’s mind can go after hearing news like that.

Unlocking the front door, she was engulfed into Sam’s arms, he had been waiting for her to arrive him since he had heard about Kyle.

“It’s alright love, I promise I’m always here, whenever you need me, okay?” Sam reassured her.

“I’m okay Sam, honest” Lacey replied, but Sam had know the girl since she was 5 and could tell when she tried to hide what she was feeling, her big blue eyes usually gave it away.

“You might think u are but your not. It’s okay to cry darlin’, just let it all out.” Sam rubbed her back pulling her onto his knee on the floor.

“I just can’t believe he’s gone.” She spoke meekly, tears pooling in her eyes.

Soon the water works started and they didn’t stop, not until late into the night anyways.

That was 5 days ago and nobody apart from close family and friends knew what had happened to her brother. She didn’t want it to get out before her fight and everybody was completely understanding.

Jordan had arrived about 2 hours ago with his wife to watch her weigh ins. He was worried about Lacey. Worried that she break in the ring, that it would all be to overwhelming for.

Lacey stepped on the scaled making her weight by 5 pounds, it was weird for her not wearing anything about from an underwear set, and yet she had never felt more confident and Sam thought she looked stunning witch he was sure going to tell her later on when he had he to him self.

Katie Taylor had also made her weight and the two nearly ended up in a fight on the stage. It was entertaining for the fans but also fuelled a fire with in Lacey that couldn’t be put out.

The next 24 hours flew by, she had slept and eaten but could really remember doing anything else. Usually in the locker room before a fight nerves are high and adrenaline is pumping but in all honestly Lacey’s team had never seen her so mellow.

She was sat in the corner getting her hands wrapped with AirPod in calm, listening to music in a world of her own.

It was eventually time for her to walk out, with a sigh Lacey stood up and made her way to the tunnel to walk out. Her team were waiting for her walk out song to start playing, it had been picked weeks ago, shortly after the fight had been announced, so imagine there supprise when instead of Get up 10 by Cardi B Dead Boys by none other than her boyfriend Sam Fender started playing.

Her team knew it was a not so subtle nod to her now passed brother but everyone else was clueless. After a slow walk out, Lacey jumped in the ring and smirked at Katie Taylor as Dead Boys finished playing, Lacey pulled her walk out outfit off with the help of her coach, Peter Roberts.

“You got this kid,” Peter said lightly grabbing her head. Lacey just nodded and smiled. She had this and he knew it.

“Fighting out of the blue corner, all the way from Bray, Northern Ireland, Katie ‘The Bray Bomber’ Taylor, weighting in at 66 kilos, 5ft5 with a reach of 66 inches. 22 wins, 6 by K.O. Undefeated champion, with three belts on the line, WBA, IFB and WBO” the announcer screamed over the speakers.

“The challenger, fighting out of the red corner, all the way from North Shields, Newcastle, England, Lacey “The Siren” Henderson, weight in at 65.95 kilos, 5ft7 with a reach of 70 inches. Undefeated with 13 wins, 7 by K.O with the WBO belt on the line, but looking to take all four titles in her weight class.” The announcement had finished.

With the touch of gloves the fight had began, they were going for 12, 3 minute rounds to decide the champ.

It was neck to neck going into the 7th round but Katie was getting tired, while Lacey was only just starting.

Katie went in to attack but left her chin u guarded, so Lacey used that to her advantage, a swift left hook to Katie’s jaw, followed buy an uppercut and a jab to the stomach sent Katie flying onto the canvas.

After the count of 10 Katie was still unmoved, she had done it she was world champion and had all 4 belts.

Ripping her gloves off with her teeth and chucking them, she ran and jumped up onto the ropes, kissing her fingers, before putting both arms in the air and looking up.

“That’s for you big brother.” She mumbled, it was inaudible to anyone else but she knew her brother was there with her, he was in her heart and always would be.

Her team flooded the ring, hosting her on their shoulders before they cleared off and let her grab the refs had before he raised it announcing she now had all 4 belts.

She was pulled aside to talk to a reporter, tears were streaming down her face.

“So, what was that celebration aimed at?” The reporter asked.

Sam wrapped his arm around her shoulder and moods his head encouraging her to continue.

“I lost me older brother, Kyle, 6 days ago. He was meant to be here tonight, buts he’s not, he took his own life after losing a long hard battle with depression, and I never want anymore of me family to feel like they have no one cos I’ve been there before and it’s a dark and lonely place. Boxing saved is but if I hadn’t stumbled into that gym at 16, I can guarantee I wouldn’t be here today.” The tears streamed steadily down the young Geordie’s face, her accent become almost incomprehensible.

“You were the underdog going into that fight, how does it feel to come out on top?” The report asked, scribbling down her last answer.

“I’ve always been the fucken underdog, nouts changed. I just like proving people wrong.”

“What can we expect to see from you in the next year?”

“I want a family, and while I would love me own kids, it’s not the right time in my career or me partners, so maybe a new member to me family, we want to adopt. And fighting wise, who knows the world I’d ready for my to conquer. I’m 26 and already have won every single belt there is too win, so I divint nar to be honest”

“And finally is there any one you would like to call out?” The reporter asked.

“Anyone who thinks they can take these belts of me, come and give it a try.”

They story of her brother was now public knowledge as 4 days later there was hoards of reports outside Newcastle Crematorium as they laid Kyle to rest. The service was beautiful and Sam and Jordan never left her side once.

“I don’t know if I’ve ever told you, but I’m so fucken proud of you, after everything your still here and fighting.” Jordan said as he pulled her closer and kissed her forehead .

He shielded Lacey away from the flashing cameras of the newspaper as he guided her out to his car with Sam and Rebecca, Jordan’s wife and Rosie not far behind.

They pulled up outside of the Low Lights in North Shields to give there brother a proper send off and that was just what they did. They drank the day away with stories of the last and their youth all the way up to the last time they had all been together at Lacey and Sam’s house for Christmas, when Sam burnt the turkey and Jordan got that drunk he fell on top of the Christmas tree, knocking over Lacey’s candles, nearly setting the house on fire.

They had laughed, cried and grieved together but this wasn’t the hardest part of kissing there brother that part was still to come but Lacey would be fine, Sam would be by her side thought everything, just like he had been every time Lacey needed him and even when she didn’t he was there and for that she was forever great full for him.

In the months to come Lacey and Sam would become parents, just not in the way they thought, as it turns out Rosie had been 4 months pregnant when Kyle had passed. After finding out she was 6 months gone and was not getting rid of it.

The pregnancy was stressful and hard but Lacey was by her side thought it all, even when she took her last breath after delivering a beautiful little boy into the world.

It had been Sam and Lacey to take her brother and sister in laws children in. They would raise the two kids as there own but never letting them forgot how brave and strong there parents really were.

Rosie was buried next to Kyle and Sam and Lacey would take the kids to visit there parents every few weeks.

Little did they know at the time but the two children would be forever great full for there aunt and uncle.

Growing old together was all Sam and Lacey ever wanted and that was what they did. They had raised two kids, and being grandparents to their kids and many dogs and both had extremely successful careers so when they both passed at the age of 86 together in the home in North Shields, everyone knew they had lived fulfilling lives and had no regrets.

It was a perfect end to a story with a horrible start but everyone deserves a happy ending eventually.

[bingusbongusminghiskinghis]

Some thoughts about the Jedi , particularly in the KotOR / KotOR 2 era, but I guess applies all the way along to the prequel era

A headcanon of how the various ranks etc are expected to work, as based very roughly on roughly 1500s monk culture, ronin and samurai culture, and some elements of modern cultures - because Star Wars is a blended melting pot of many mythologies, and I think this is what feels most “right” to me.

Jedi Child / Youngling (why tf they called younglings it sounds so dumb); children who are found to be Force Sensitive and trained with the basic level of understanding of how to use the Force well, walk in harmony with it, and other very basic levels of Jedi training.

At the time of the Prequel era this seems to be much more rigorous and formalised, with an understanding that all these children will be admitted to the ranks of the Jedi. As such, they get more training earlier. At the KotOR era this isn’t a guarantee and people may be not admitted to the Order, and instead given to assist in medical, agricultural, or other semi-altruistic professions across the republic.

A Jedi child / youngling’s training lasts from being found (0-6 years old) until the end of their adolescence (16-18 years old).

Following this a prospective Jedi learns from a more senior Jedi, usually a Knight or a Master. In the Prequel era, this is restricted to One Teacher One Student, however in the KotOR era a student often has multiple masters and teachers that they learn from. This apprenticeship lasts through the student’s young adulthood, usually in the realm of 5-8 years (age range roughly 17-ish to 24-ish, with a bit of variance).

Following this apprenticeship a Jedi must pass a set of exams that seem to be informally known as The Trials. These consist of tests of both academic study (effectively, a written exam) and a practical test (an objective, structured examination of various skills, with the Force; with a Lightsaber; general problem solving; communication and diplomacy; compassion; selflessness, etc.

Once a Jedi has passed these Trials they attain the rank of Knight. Those that fail them are permitted a few attempts to resit them, but after several failed attempts will be given to a non-Jedi path in life, e.g. what we see Mical doing in KotOR 2

To ensure their stable and competent function as a Knight they continue to work under the more hands-off guidance of more senior Knights and Masters for a short period - often around two-ish years (human ages 23-26-ish).

A Knight could theoretically perform independent work as a Jedi on any world or setting they choose, though some worlds are more competitive for placement than others. A somewhat more cynical side of the Jedi that isn’t spoken about so often is that often less “gifted” Jedi are sent to less desirable work; Republic worlds in unexciting situations and general bleak poverty are often given Jedi with less ability to actually fix their problems. Wealthy core worlds, like Coruscant, often have a lot of attention from high-performing Jedi, leading to the Force equivalent of a Brain Drain problem for the Outer Rim. A few more independently-minded Jedi may choose less desirable placements intentionally, as a way to do the most good they can, e.g. Qui-Gon.

After this two year period, a Jedi may seek to learn a specialised role within the Order; diplomats and consulars act as the face of the order and serve a role in maintaining peace within the republic. Some go into a more focused combat-heavy role, and act as a paramilitary organisation that helps serve the Republic’s interests and defence (this is not always a good thing). Some end up going down a more vigilante / pseudo-cop route and try to solve smaller scale community problems.

Most Jedi remain at this level. Some Jedi will choose to continue on to become teachers themselves, or excel within their chosen field. This requires further demonstration of academic and practical prowess, over a period of approximately 6-8 further years of dedicated service (minimum).

Specialist fields require another exam to get into where a Jedi can demonstrate both knowledge and practical skills. After approximately three years of this, a Jedi may qualify to take their next set of practical and academic exams; this is what qualifies a Knight to be a Senior Level Knight and train apprentices of their own (with the oversight of other more senior masters).

After another 3-5 years of service as a Senior Knight, a Jedi may apply to their final set of exams. After this, they may be awarded the rank of Master - this total time of 6-8 years of dedicated service usually means that the earliest someone (human) could attain the rank of Master is their early 30s - but this would be considered ill-advised.

Part of the controversy surrounding Anakin is that he is absurdly talented with the Force but has lesser academic knowledge and poor self control. Him attaining a rank on the Jedi Council is not something that would’ve happened if the republic wasn’t at war - and he is far too young and hasn’t passed any exams that would give him the rank of master. Him railing against it as “outrageous and unfair” is just him being a petulant bitch.

In the Mandalorian Wars, multiple knights left to fight - including Revan and Meetra - but they would’ve been barely “graduated” knights and in their early twenties at the oldest. Revan was hailed as a tactical master, but was very, very young. The events of KotOR 1 thus occur when Revan is maybe-30-ish at the earliest, and KotOR 2 occurs when Meetra is maybe-35-ish

Neither Revan nor Meetra make it far in the ranks of the Jedi, and the order implodes and almost dies by the time they’d have achieved enough to reach a rank befitting of their abilities. Not that either of them would care anyway

[gayforthesun]

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i hate you. but fine:

1. Jupiter 4

2. Jupiter 4 (marika hackman ver)

3. Calm Me Down (2020 top song)

4. Can't Run Forever (hembree)

5. The Woods (cosmo sheldrake/erin robinsong)

6. It Tore Your Heart Out (dirt poor robins)

7. Free

8. Cranium (slothrust)

9. Burn Butcher, Burn (this is so embarrasing)

10. FUNGUS (narcissist cookbook)

11. Baby Don’t Dance (im getting tired of using capital letters)

12. time’s been reckless (marika hackman)

13. B. I. T. M. siames

14. conquest of spaces 🥺

15. no one to nothing

16. murky waters (autoheart)

17. Hell and You (amigo the devil)

18. 81 (marika hackman)

19. crane your neck (lady lamb). this song is five minutes long and still. 19th

20. Two

21. Marrow (thao)

22. Functional poetry (2021 top song, narcissist cookbook)

23. i’ve got a bulletproof heart, you’ve got a hollow point smile, me and your runaway scara got a photograph dream on the getaway mile, LETS BLOW A HOLE IN THIS TOWN!

24. like real people do

25. the garden (happy fits)

26. send my love (marika)

27. temple (thao)

28. skeleton key (margot and the nuclear so and sos)

29. the bargain store (<3)

30. bath is black (marika)

31. slash/burn

32. The Heart Is A Muscle (Gang of Youths)

33. pure love

34. twin human highway flares

35. eastbound train (marika)

36. in the room where you sleep (dead man’s bones, which i found out recently is 50% ryan fucking gosling. i hate it here)

37. karma - acoustic

38. knife fight (nitw soundtrack)

39. The Universe is Laughing (the guggenheim grotto)

40. Apple (The Narcissist Cookbook)

41. To Die Today (caroline rose)

42. The Great Unknown (Ezra Furman) ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

43. Cardiac Arrest (bad suns) (brainrot song of all time)

44. Seven

45. Oxford blood (autoheart. how did THIS song get up here)

46. You’ve got time

47. TALES OF DOMINICA

48. the stand (mother mother i feel the need to specify on this one given my past with the jojos)

49. LOVE BIIIIITES BUT SO DO I! SO DO IIIIIIII! (halestorm)

50. the Pattern (narcissist cookbook)

51. Joseph (autoheart)

52. Breathe (its funny that the only recent mm i have on here is the creepy and wet. the rest simply sucked)

53. Harbor Me

54. Weary Traveller (stick and poke) 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

55. Cinnamon (marika)

56. Oleander

57. Human Heart (thao)

58. Love Me More

59. Movement <3

60. hang on to yourself (WE’VE GOT LOVE’S ELECTRIC MAGIC) palaye royale… self proclaimed glam rock genre…

61. The Absolute Best Feeling (joshua bond)

62. Go Dumb (happy fits)

63. Resitance (muse)

64. I split my ribs open (left at london, open mike eagle)

65. Rule #21 - Memento Mori (fish in a birdcage)

66. Godhunter (aviators)

67. Well Dressed (hop along)

68. providence (poor man’s poison)

69. HAHAHAHA YOURE GONNA GO FAR, KID LMAO

70. Wolf (first aid kit)

71. I feel so weird (cheekface)

72. Death with Dignity (sufjan stevens)

73. Till it kills me (montaigne)

74. it’s alright

75. Furthest Star (Dirt Poor Robins) 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

76. Work Song (#2 last year)

77. Bolt (trocadero)

78. bloom (the paper kites)

79. Unperson (nothing but thieves)

80. skin and bones (CtE)

81. Sleepwalk (forrest day)

82. Marauders (thao)

83. I’ll Borrow Time (marika)

84. Grow Back (happy fits) (love you sappho charmer)

85. Into The Woods (autoheart)

86. Suck The Blood From My Wound (Ezra Furman) ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️👍🏼❤️❤️👍🏼

87. Stronger Than Dead

88. Deep Green (marika)

89. When They Show Their Teeth (Doll Skin)

90. Nuclear (shamir)

91. Drop For Every Hour (amigo the devil)

92. 99 (elliot moss) (man i wish this had gotten 99th place)

93. Pain (3 days grace LOL)

94. Getaway

95. MONTERO

96. Muck and Mire (brown bird)

97. For Your Love (montaigne)

98. Cherry Wine - Live

99. Heart of a Dancer (happy fits)

100. Ghost Stories. I was here first. I had this before the spn tumblrinas. i’ll die on this hill

101. My Hallelujah (autoheart)

i am goinf to chew on you like a dogbone for making me do this btw

[lovesurahs]

Aisha

Aisha bint Abu Bakr (RA), was the wife of Muhammad (PBUH), the founder of Islam. She came to be called, “Mother of the Believers.”

Muhammad built Aisha’s (RA) home so that her door opened directly into the mosque. She was the only woman with whom Muhammad (PBUH) received revelations.

She could easily have lived a life of privileged leisure. Instead, she became a highly respected scholar.

She is credited with producing 2,210 Hadith, widely recognized and accepted by Islam, not just on matters related to Muhammad’s (PBUH) private life, but also on topics such as inheritance, pilgrimage, and eschatology.

25% of all Shariah Law is based on her Hadith.

Her intellect and knowledge in a wide range of subjects, were highly praised by early Muslim scholars.

She was known to possess an eidetic memory and piercing intellect.

Far from illiterate, she herself transcribed “The Love Surahs.”

“The Love Surahs” text is the verbatim content of pronouncements made by Muhammad (PBUH) in his last days, as he was confined to his deathbed.

His last breath was taken as he lay in her arms, his most beloved wife.

She lived during the age of Jahiliyya (ignorance) when women were thought less valuable than men.

The traditions regarding Aisha (SA) tell us that she forcefully opposed ideas unfavorable to women in efforts to elicit social change.

There exists substantial evidence that Muhammad (PBUH) did not view himself as superior to Aisha and encouraged her to speak to him candidly, even at the risk of his anger.

Furthermore, Muhammad (PBUH) and Aisha (SA) had a strong intellectual relationship. He valued her keen memory and intelligence, instructing his companions to draw much of their religious practices from her.

Aisha (SA) contributed her scholarly intellect to the fullest development of Islam.

Aisha (SA) was known for her expertise in the Quran, shares of inheritance, matters of law, poetry, Arabic literature, Arab history, genealogy, and medicine.

Her intellectual contributions regarding the verbal texts were transcribed into the official history of Islam.

After the death of the Prophet Muhammad (PBUH), there were concerns about the accuracy of the Quran’s preservation. Aisha (SA) played a key role in ensuring that knowledge was preserved.

During Aisha’s (SA) entire life she was a strong advocate for the education of Islamic women, especially in law and the wisdom teachings of Islam.

She was known for establishing the first Madrasa (Muslim school) for women in her home. Attending Aisha’s (SA) classes were various family relatives and orphaned children. Men also attended Aisha’s (SA) classes, with a simple curtain separating the male and female students.

Aisha (SA) was also considered to be the embodiment of proper rituals while partaking in the pilgrimage to Mecca, a journey she made with several groups of women. For her last two years of life, Aisha spent much time telling the stories of Muhammad (PBUH), hoping to correct false passages that had influenced formulation of Islamic law.

Aisha (SA) died at her home in Medina on 17 Ramadan 58 AH (16 July 678). She was 67 years old.

The name Aisha (SA) is Arabic in origin and means “she lives.”

“Aisha was the bridge between the time of the prophet and the future of Islam.” —- Resit Haylamaz

“I have never seen anyone who could have knowledge of an ayah, an obligatory act, a Sunnah act, poetry, history, lineage, judgement, or medicine better than Aisha.” –Hisham lbn Urwa

[sirenofthegreenbanks]

8 and 17 of the weird writers questions!

8. If you had to write an entire story without either action or dialogue, which would you choose and how would it go?

my secret super weapon is that im incredibly good at rambling!!! monologues and internal narrations are my forte! and i love stories that tell things a little bit different that your usual conventional story. assuming by „no-action“ this question is talking about characters (choice of) action, not physical combat, basically anything that is not internal narrative, i would choose this if i wanted to challenge myself a bit. in the end, it is a little difficult to string a whole, cohesive story together that is not boring without characters doing smth tangible. i would choose no-dialogue if i wanted to explore dreamy, whismical, introspective storytelling (which i love!!!!) like in fairytales. the fairytales i grew up with have very or even no dialogue, and instead rhymes and poetic prose. both are good!

17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text

im not going to talk about the details of the WIP itself. i feel these things are very private, its not yet published and i want to keep it close to my chest a little longer. but im going to talk about what it means to me, writing this WIP.

so, basically, my family has a very personal relationship with dictatorship, propaganda, freedom of speech (and thought), silence (and the violence therein), unresolved trauma, and war. thus, im having lots of feelings for tyk that are stemming directly from this. my dad (not my real dad, but more a real dad than my actual dad) was a prisoner of war and a revolutionary, and we have reason to believe he still worked in the underground network even after his escape from the regime. my parents (all three, including my actual dad) are immigrants and refugees, my grandparents escaped the regime when it was still active, my grandpa experienced smth very similar to what zhang zhehan is going through, only as an official government-statuated example and without social media terror and identity fraud. as someone who grew up in the so called "nachwende" (after the fall of the berlin wall) generation, i can only imagine what it must have been like. tyk, to me, speaks about many of these things, and doing it in such a way i can stomach (but barely!!!). as a novel from a mainland chinese author, it was created in the context of censorship in a country that is keeping its citizen under tight wraps in a state of intentional illusion, dependence, anxiety, and normalized constant surveillance. here, too, i can only try to imagine what it must be like. now, it is debatable how much of what priest does (in both tyk and qiye) can be counted as "regime resitant" beyond the fact that its danmei, and i wouldnt be the right person to answer this question either; everything i know is researched, rather than lived. but i do think it has merit (is important, even) to be conscious of the wider context the text was created in, to be aware of it, as a fic writer. i know many fics rather "escape" and focus on positive things. i dont condemn not being political, everyone can do as they like. but unfortunately, im not like them. (im different. im other. do u see this stupid hat?)

not all my WIPs are like this (fortunately!!! i do need to relax!!!!) but this one is. im pretty sure its the love child of my own family's frustrating habit of not talking about the things that are important (i recently learned my grandma grew up door-to-door with a KZ, in the sense of "seeing KZ-prisoners bypassing her garden in a long trail" as a regular day-to-day occurence, and she never mentioned it ever, and i only learned of it because my grandpa shared it off-handedly but was immediately hushed back into silence), and my own habit of not talking about stuff i should talk about, probs. sometimes feelings are too big! experienes are too heavy! and ive always been better at finding answers in stories than in real life. so. this WIP!

im sorry, thats probably not the answer u thought u would get when seleccting this question! thank you for dropping into my inbox though <3 i still have your other ask and im staring at it everytime i open my inbox, feeling extremely guilty and happy at the same time

ask me weird writers questions!

[kendimihissetmiyorum]

K.o batuhanın ifsasinda ikinci kiz resit mi?

izlerken ben de düşündüm büyük ihtimalle değil ya max 17 gibi geldi bana

[thedreadvampy]

examples of unreasonable baselines (purely hypothetical Of Course) might include:

A 17 year old in full time education, making a total of about £70 a week between working a Saturday job and getting £25/week from her parents, which she uses to keep an adult man living alone in food, electricity and tobacco, is a failure because after buying two people's worth of food at the weekends, multiple buses a week, and your own lunches, she can't pay for everything that both of them want.

getting through university on a student living allowance plus £100 a week without at any point getting into debt is a failure because sometimes you ran out of money for nice food (and other people who don't get parental allowances have more than you) (sometimes you find out 5 years later their parents did pay their rent though)

living on £8,000-12,000 a year for 4 years without dying or racking up a ton of growing debt or going into arrears on rent for more than a week is a failure because you had to rely on other people's help to eat

getting through undergrad and postgrad without any resits while experiencing consistent sexual abuse and physical trauma, operating as a nearly full time carer for a year, doing multiple activity activities and being double-figure numbers of people's primary support is a failure because sometimes there were days you couldn't get out of bed and a couple of times you even had to ask for help

saving 1/5 of the deposit for a £220,000 mortgage from your own money while only having made more than poverty wages for a bit over 3 years is a failure because the number in the savings account has gone down as well as up at times, and if you make £200+ a month more than you survived on when you were on the dole then you should have been able to put that £200 immediately into the savings.

like generally speaking. this attitude towards my supposed profligacy and weakness and spoilt brattitude might be a smidge maladaptive. is the thing my therapist has suggested.

I have always coped with the perpetual finity of things b using this one simple method

you carefully calculate what you think is the least you could have. the least money you could live on, the least affection you might reasonably be entitled to, the least times you could get away with asserting yourself, the longest it could possibly take you to catch your train, the least take home pay a job might give you, the least space you will have left in your house if you buy that bookcase, the least amount you're likely to have to spend after paying all your bills.

so you find your floor, right?

and then, and here's the ~clever~ bit, you treat it as your ceiling.

For Example. if I count all my bills at the highest they can get (and I round them up for safety), and my take-home is the lowest it could be, and I plan to save £50 in the Emergency Savings, and I subtract another £100 to make sure there's a bit of wiggle room. then let's say I have £500 left.

Now I flip that around and say "ok. £500 is the most I can ever spend freely in a month, so that's my ceiling and I need to make sure I stay well clear of that, because if I hit that I have Nothing."

And if I reach the end of the month and £500 wasn't enough and i spent like £600, disaster! I have failed! Success would mean never hitting that ceiling of £500, and always finishing the month with plenty of room between me and that ceiling.

which, eagle eyed viewers may have noticed, started out being calculated as a floor.

I have done this very consciously in all areas of my life since I was very young. I used to call it "optimistic pessimism" - if you plan for the worst, everything better than that is a nice surprise! My life is full of nice surprises like I Can Afford Fripperies and Sometimes When You Ask People For Things You Don't Need They Say Yes!

anyway it has been pointed out to me today that perhaps. maybe. this attitude that 'success is where you find the least you could concievably have and then try to succeed with as much less than that as possible' might. just possibly. lead to some quite unreasonable baselines for failure.

[fortuinlijkheidverplicht]

23/43 days of Smashing Those Resits You can't ever win a war if you're not even going to fight in it.

[fingertipsmp3]

Teenagers are so weird. I know I was one but I don’t think I ever was one

[newtonsheffield]

ok well now I want more of farmer Anthony dirty talking!!! also is his breeding kink already showing??? 👀 poor Kate just gave birth!

Well... she gave birth nine months ago there's... 17 months between Neddy and Miles in the bruises universe. He was a little accident. Anthony had been intending to... arrive elsewhere but Kate shook her head at the last moment and told him she didn't care and he was a little helpless to resit and then Well... The village was all a flutter at the realisation that Mrs Bridgerton was with child again. The women are agog and the men are baffled. He has a son, what more does he want?

[lemmylemons]

OH GOD ITS A LOOONG ASS STORY, BUT I HAVE A SHORTENED VERSION OF EVENTS

Early 1970's, the German army invests its resources into a human testing laboratory/ environment and tactical team they code name Jagwar. It's a small group of bioweaponists and high-top trained soldiers, run by Colonel Baren Valentine.

Valentine eventually comes up and completely takes over. The German army gives him full control of the Jagwar unit.

A 19 year-old, Cunon Levi, joins the force. He's a young, single father with a son, a newborn at the time named Henry (Hank) Levi.

Cunon isn't able to take care of Henry, so Valentine decides to bribe and adopt Hank from Cunon. In exchange for his full devotion to Jagwar. Cunon excepts and Henry is adopted and raised by Valentine.

Years later, late 80's-early 90's, Henry is put on a task force with 3 other soldiers: Eliza Apfelbaum (his future wife, and a bioweapon herself) Buck Vankopff (an American-German soldier), and Haruki Akagi (an exchange running from his former Operatives under a Japanese human testing lab.) I have a whole rant about what Eliza is, but basically she's a weapon of complete destruction, like a super soldier who's been injected with all kinds of steroids and shit.

The 4 are set out to take over a pharmaceutical industry overrun by terrorists (they aren't terrorists, they're Canadian guards.)

During the mission, Haruki goes missing (he understands what's going on, Jagwar is trying to expand their human testing into into civilians using the pharmaceutical company) and Buck dies (he survives and joins a whole new residence group with Haruki - they're gay.)

Eliza and Hank take over, Valentine is going insane with his expansion. The thing with Hank and Eliza is, Hank is fucking CRAZY, the man is over obsessed, he'll do anything for Eliza and Valentine even though the two have no compassion for him, and Hank does not give a fuck who gets hurt, he just wants to be ontop. Eliza has no human emotion left in her. She and Hank have 3 kids, and she has NO connection with any of them. She feels nothing, ever. She's a weapon. She knows that, and she does nothing to overcome that.

YEARS after that take over. Hank and Eliza have 3 fully grown kids. Jakob Levi (30), Madison (Maddy) Levi (21), and Christine (Chrissy) Levi (18). Jakob ran away from his butt-fuck insane parents at 17 and was picked up by Buck, joining a group called Sable, the resitence group. Maddy and Chrissy stay, although Maddy joins Sable as well and meets Haruki's son, Kaede (22), and the two start dating.

Chrissy, being her parents' youngest, and having a complex of thinking, she's able to save her parents (who honestly do not give a shit, they're too busy trying to take over the world).

Maddy, Buck, Jakob, and Kaede set out to destroy Jagwar. And they do struggle, but they eventually get an inside hire and assassin, Valentine's worst enemy, but his greatest soldier - Cunon Levi.

The main plot is Sable constantly trying to take down Jagwar, but it's always 50/50. They can take parts of Jagwar down, but it keeps expanding. The German army is oblivious after giving up on the project and letting Baren Valentine run it.

Basically, this is a mix of Metal Gear, Resident Evil, and Tekken. I love it, sm.

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.

*throws my ocs and og story at a wall* GRRR BARK SNARL ROAR

[xochloeelizabethx]

Hey,

My name is Chloe I’m 17 years old I’m pansexual and non-binary.

My preferred pronouns are they/ them but idm what pronouns you use for me.

I’ll try and post as much as I can on here, but I’m not promising much content for the next couple of weeks as in I do have a lot of college work, but I will try and post every single day of December weather it is a small update or a major update in my life.

But anyway here is a bit more about me:

I’m 17

I’m from the uk

I’m pansexual and non-binary

I use they/them pronouns but any pronouns is fine as long as your not a twat to me.

I have had 5 ex-girlfriends

And only three ex-boyfriend

I’m in year 12 I’m in college but I don’t do a-levels

I’m doing an early years course and I’m resitting maths and English.

That’s enough about me I’ll post a couple of things tomorrow if not one thing.

[mystudydiary-blog]

17-07-2021

I have to resit 5 exams and making these to do lists is not doing any good for my motivation lmao

I'm going to start studying tomorrow but I have to work next week so I don't know if I can study then because I have to wake up at 5am rip