#that's definitelly a way to prove it

[raphaellight]

The mindset of Light Side in Star Wars

This frame is possibly the clearest image of how Jedi win their fights.

But lets start from the beggining.

Recently it hit me how little of the actual force is in the Original trilogy of Star Wars. Let's see first movie:

Ben firstly makes his iconic "These aren't the droids you are looking for"

Luke stops the bolts while covering eyes

Vader chokes snarky admiral

Ben feels the destruction of Alderran

Ben's body dissappears

Luke shots down the death star

No flashy effects. No jumping, no pushing people around. Up until a finale, it seems Force is nothing special, trickery of sort, something to overlook. Until it proves Vader right: "The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force." and destroys the said Death Star, exploiting the very weakness that, althought the weakness in theory (planted intentionally according to new canon) shouldn't really be an issue, as it required miracle to work. And Force brought the miracle.

That's how Luke destroyed the Death Star, marking his first highlight of his road to become the Greatest Jedi in the Galaxy. But how would Sith come about destroying the Death Star?

Well, I say, if there was another Sith in the Galaxy, that dude would probably gather resorces and slaves and build his own Death Star, but bigger and deadlier. Or looked around Sith teaching and spells to become strong enough to crush it with his mind. Because that's how Sith mind works. "Unlimited POWER!!!" is their goal. When they see someone opposing them, they thing how to overpower them.

The Dark Side is "easier, quicker, more tempting". Because it's natural. Because Luke does exacly that, when he trains. He focuses on his strenght. Because his goal is to defeat the powerfull Empire. So he needs to become powerfull himself. And that is an invitation for dark side to enter the mind. The same way it entered the mind of his father.

Anakin wanted to gather enough power to save those he loves. And because he was also wronged by Jedi enough times not to trust them with his pet parrot if he had one, he was open to other advice. Don't get me wrong, power is sometimes an answer. But it should never be a goal.

That's the mindset Luke enters his fight with Vader. And he can't do a crap. The Dark Lord is to powerfull to overcome with strenght.

Jedi don't do that. Jedi deals with issues. Jedi helps others out. And in the process they learn and make friends. That's what Jedi wins with. Patience, wisdom and allies, not with power.

Every greatest victory of Jedi over Sith or any other villain is about Jedi bringing the miracules to life. Jedi always win when dark seems the darkest. Because that's when pride of villains comes full circle. Small things left behind gather together, teaching of mentors, friends and happy coincidences combined create the victory for good guys.

When Obi-Wan cut's Maul with a sword Sith forgot was lying there.

When He cuts his former apprentice legs off, because Anakin couldn't accept, that even he isn't all-powerfull.

When Ezra brings Purgils to fight, the one thing all-knowing, genius strategist had no way of predicting.

When Luke managed to break thru the mask of hate, inspiring his father to do the right thing in the most crucial moment in Star Wars history.

When on Endor, army of Empire fall under the invasion of literall teddy bears.

When Kanan, with no fear to cloud his mind, focused on simple tast of defeating Inquisitor, realised the sword that striked so much fear for how inventive it seemed, turned out to be extremely vulnerable.

Jedi don't gather strenght. And Jedi story is definitelly not about gathering the power of spirits or whatever to enhance the hero into overpowering the villain in the final showdown. Jedi win by performing small miracles here and there, patiently waiting for evil to dig it's own grave and then giving it just a little push with help of friends they made on their way.

That is the story of The Jedi, the greatest heroes Galaxy Far Away ever saw.

[madwomansapologist]

a new side of her | nami

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synopsis: You didn't trust Nami. You could see right through her. See right through those well thought out words capable of deceiving Luffy. The problem was that you could also see her stiff face, her watery eyes, her accurate fingers. Damned be Nami, her lying lips and your functional eyes.

warnings: smut. erotic dreams. masturbation. accidental voyeurism. oral sex. sixty nine. hate sex. top!nami. female!reader.

It's not like you wanted to see Nami dead, you just don't wanted to see her at all.

You would make something pretty reckless if you had to see Nami deceiving Luffy one more time. Or if you need to see Nami always checking if anyone was watching her. And Nami guarding her secrets like a knight keeps a promise. Even Nami having those little moments of honesty, what only made Luffy even more sure that she was part of the crew.

And you for sure would something pretty stupid if you had to see Nami walking around the deck with those watchful eyes. Or if you need to see Nami always arguing with anyone who bothered one of you. And Nami being so bossy when Zoro was definitelly about to do something that he would regret. Even Nami quietly apreciating the view, just enjoying the sea's silence.

You both don't get along. Always fighting, yelling at one another, picking on the most unnecessary thing. Nami's orange hair almost floating by the way she gesticuled at you. Your heartbeat silencing the rest of the world. Her eyes burning with rage. Her fingers tapping on the table. Her velvet mouth moving so graciously.

You both don't get along, but that doesn't mean you're fucking blind.

But soon you found that your life as part of the strawhat crew wouldn't be so easy. Not when clowns insisted on kidnapping y'all, or the marines decide that for some reason your crew deserves attention from a vice admiral, or the old ship finally breaking after everything it went through. Ship. That wasn't more than a fucking boat.

You were always trying to invent a new way of winning a fight, helping Luffy with stay quiet for a second so you can help him with whatever he's trying to ask you, trying to make Zoro rest. It was hard for you. A resonable amount of sleep per night? You called that a dream. Privacy? A mith. Time for yourself? Just when you die.

You didn't have time to do any of the things you usually does. No more morning lazyness, or a book with you during your meals, or time to spend with long, hot baths. Or any privacy at night to touch yourself.

That makes you feel a little bit guilty. Your crew barely made out alive from so many conflicts and you're worried about a orgasm or two? Still, it was the truth. You knew that just thirty minutes of privacy and silence would change your mood so quickly, but how could you do that with everyone sleeping at the same place?

It only got worse when all your desire started to invade your dreams. You wake up at night feeling so warm, with your clit throbbing and head spinning. And the worst part was who kept on appearing on your dreams.

Nami wasn't there all times. Sometimes it was a memory from a past experience. Or a situation you always desired to live. A few times characters from books you read were the main actors of many of your wet dreams. But Nami... Nami was starring most of them.

Just another reason for you to hate her even more.

At Kaya's, and you're still surprised that Usopp really knew her, you finally had a chance of enjoying a hot bath. Sleeping on a good, comfortable bed. Eating food made by people that knew what they were doing.

The problem was that you also had the chance of seeing Nami's rested face. Of hearing her singing during her bath. Of seeing her chosing what clothe to wear. Of watching her changing again, and again, and again.

It was like she was trying to prove to you that anything she wear would look pretty on her. And if that was Nami's intentions, fine. She won. You surrender.

"Saw something you like?" Nami woke you up from your daydream. Just then you noticed that you were staring at her on that red dress. Nami had a smirk on her lips, which made you boil in anger.

"Not at all," you tried to act like Zoro. To be mean on purpose, just to make her smirk dissapear. "Quite the opposite, actually."

When you heard Zoro chucking, you thought that maybe it had worked. That your words deceived everyone of what was going on your mind.

And maybe it really did.

But Nami wore the red dress that night.

After Luffy managed to end the dinner sooner, for the first time in a really long time you could lay on bed without anyone calling for help. Without anything wrong happening. It was the first time on a long, long time when you wasn't worried that the silence meant someone may actually be dying.

And with free time, your mind wandered through a lot of places. Of the home you left behind you. Of those boys you just met but still feel like you know them for hoje entire life. Of how many adventures are waiting for you. Of how empty you feel.

You throw the blanket away, finally sure that you have time to do whatever you wanted to. Your hands pressed your breasts through your nightgown, and you tried to find something to think about. You pinched your nipples, they hardened almost immediately, and took a deep breath.

You imagined your hands weren't yours. That your neck was licked, your waste grabbed, your thights bit. You thought about someone looking at you. Seeing more than just you: seeing the way your toes curl when your clit is touched, how you close your eyes when the pleasure is too much, how you try to stop your moans so you won't wake anyone.

The hand on your breasts wasn't yours. The fingers between your thights weren't yours. The tongue warm on your mouth wasn't yours. All those things happening on your mind weren't imagination. They were all true, and were happening all at once.

With your pantie brushing against your hand, you quickly took it off and throw it away. You didn't took your nightgown off, the feeling of the thin layer on top of your hot skin made shivers go down your spine. With the window open, the cold breeze only made you even more sensitive.

Nami didn't mean to enter your room. She didn't mean on seeing your fingers circling your clit, your hand grabbing your breast, your mouth freeing the most obscenes of the sounds.

She really didn't mean that. Nami thought it was a empty room, a perfect place for her to grab old, expensive things to make some money. Nami really didn't mean to invade, to watch, such a intimate moment.

But when she saw you, Nami couldn't look away.

Her mouth went dry. Nami tried to look away, to move her body, to get out of there while you didn't saw her. But her body didn't obey. It just couldn't.

You really were the prettiest thing she ever saw. Since she met you is like your trying to proof it. No matter how many days you have spend without seeing land, or how many times a marine or a clown tried to fight. Pretty. So pretty.

When you chose your clothe from Kaya's closet, Nami tried so hard to not look. To not pay attention. But it was impossible the second you asked how you looked.

Nami didn't knew enough words to really explain how you're as exquisite as the princesses on fairytales.

And she hated you for that. She hated you for being so aware of her lies, of her intentions, of her flaws. She hated you. And she hated how bad she wanted you.

So when she was suppossed to runaway, all Nami was able to do was to keep on looking. To keep on watching you.

Until you saw her.

"Na-Nami," your whisper was almost a moan. You closed your legs, your thights slapping loud. Nami forgot how to breath. "How long have you been..."

"Long enough," Nami said before you could finish. She could only see your sweaty skin, dazzy eyes, messy hair. Nami couldn't stop looking at you. She could spend her whole life just looking at you. "Do you want me to get out?"

"What?" You swallowed hard, your vision blurred. Your mind was so dizzy, shame just ate your last functioning brain cell. "Yes...?"

"But do you really?" Nami finally was able to move. She dropped the bag on her hands filled with things she was about to steal. They didn't matter anymore.

"I heard you," she closed the doors, walking towards you. You never before noticed how she looks exactly like a cat. "At your sleep."

When Nami got near your bed, you tried to push your body up on the bed. You were trying to get away from her, but not hard enough. Soon your head hit the wall, and Nami's knees found a way into your bed.

"Do you know that sometimes you call my name?" Nami crawled to you. Unable to move, unable to think, you just watched as she stopped right before your feet. "That sometimes I do it to?"

You didn't move when she rubbed the back of her hands against your thights. Neither when she supported her head on your knees. "You want me to get away from you?"

You licked your lips. "This won't change anything," you told her. "I still hate you."

Nami laughed. She truly did. "That's fine for me." She looked at you, eyes as sharp as a knife. "Open your legs."

You never before did as she demanded. You always fought, and discussed, and yelled. But this time... your body just behaved. You didn't even thought about shame or any shit like that before opening yourself for her eyes to see.

Nami almost drooled over the sight. She held your thights, grabbing them with force, and breath in. Was she trying to smell you? Did she?

She got near you, so near you could feel her warm breath hitting your exposed pussy. She looked at you, and Nami saw herself in your eyes. She saw desire. And Nami was ready to finally get and end to all this sweet torture between you both.

Nami opened your legs on an angle you didn't even thought about, and slowly slid her tongue against all of you. A instinticve movement took care of your body, but she held you in place. You're pretty sure you'll have marks from her grip.

You kinda of want that.

Her tongue felt so great against you. She exploded you slowly at first, but soon her patience expired. Nami moaned against you, and you felt like she may actually devour you. Like she would really just eat you whole.

Her nose brushed against your clit while she used her tongue to play with your insides. Nami was having fun. She wasn't just trying to make you cum, but was getting off on making you squirm between her hands.

You grabbed her by the hair, putting her face at just the right angle. You didn't even noticed when you started to rub against her face. "Fuck," a murmured sound reached your ears. She slapped your thights. "Delicious."

"Nami," you moaned. You knew this would make her go even deeper on you. "Your clothes."

She understood, even though you were unable to speak, and in one movement she took off her dress. “Fucking hot,” you said.

You pulled her up, making her nose bump against yours, and squeezed Nami's waist. You don't know who started the kiss, nor who took off your nightgown. You just know that she tasted like tangerines and something even sweeter. Something you could get addicted to.

You laid her down on the bed, but didn't climb on top of her. You writhed on the bed, your legs spread so she could get between them, and pulled her by the waist. As you tasted her pussy, you realized you were wrong.

Now that was addictive.

You devoured her as if you were a starving woman. In that moment you really were. Starving for Nami.

What happened was nothing angelic. It wasn't organized. She pulled you close to her face, you grab Nami's waist. She rubbed her face against your pussy, an animalistic noise filling the room. You drooled over her pussy, soaking it.

It was more like a fight. A battle to see who could have the other for more time. At some point you were on top of her, grinding against Nami's tongue. In another, she pinned your head on her legs, unable to notice what she was doing as she concentrated on thrusting her fingers into you.

You came as she moaned against your pussy, murmuring wildly about how you tasted better than she could ever imagine. She came soon after, immersed in your laconic sounds.

And you didn't move away. In that awkward and uncomfortable position, you continued. Just breathing, letting your minds finally go back to thinking. In silence, until Nami laughed.

You quickly followed her.

That night a pirate butler with a troupe of thieves tried to kill poor Miss Kaya. Luffy poisoned himself. Zoro managed to escape from a well but didn't find the right way back to the mansion. Usopp did everything to save his old friend.

And you bet your life that the most surprising thing of the night was Nami kissing you amiably before going out of your room.

Not that you mind.

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[iamfujoshiwe]

About Kim

Each of Theerapanyakuls son has their own reason for their nature.

Khun - is a bit crazy dramaqueen because of his past kidnapping.

Kinn - is cold and calculating because he's the heir of the Main Family. In the past he's a sweet child but after becoming the heir, his father (fck u Korn) molded him to become how he is now, perfect puppet heir for Korn to use.

Vegas - is hot and sexy cunning, manipulative, and sadistic because of his father's abuse (fck u Gun).

Macau - (in my headcanon) is somewhat normal because Vegas loves him. I like to imagine that his brother wants Macau to receive enough love that their father can't give to them, but of course not in the I-want-Macau-to-have-a-normal-life way. Vegas still teaches him how to be a good mafioso, while protecting him from Gun's abuse (fck u Gun). And because he's still a teenager, I believe Macau has typical Gen-Z behaviour. Basically, he's a ✨little shit✨ lol (no one can convince me otherwise).

And Kim? What makes him how he is now?

We know he distances himself from his own family. He's not living like a mafia, doesn't help the Family's bussiness, legal or illegal (or does he? I don't remember), is a popular musician with stage name "WIK", and basically live his life according to his own wishes.

But he investigates his own family. He's suspicious of his own father. And seeing his detective board, he has been doing it for some time (although he's being played right into his father's palm). Why'd he do that? What made him suspicious of Korn?

Is it his hobby? Being a famous musician (from a mafia family, secretly) while undercovering as a detective is cool af bro. Definitelly feels like a protagonist from some action movie.

Or is he in his emo phase? Like, why am I born in this world? Am I really my father's son? I don't care if everyone hate me, I will uncover Theerapanyakul's sin and annihilate the sinner.

Or he's just bored? Like, Handsome? Check. Rich? Check. Famous? Check. Lets spice this boring life with some detective action. What's better than investigating your own mafia family to entertain this boring life?

Or he just simply cares for his family? He loves them (his brothers) so much that he wants to prove that their father is evil and just want to protect Khun and Kinn.

[raw-law]

Then again its not that i dont care about the topic of discussion. Quite the opposite I care a fucking ton, if I think its worth discussing then i definitelly care. Maybe thats why I get way too into trying to prove im right sometimes and I can come off as intense. Is it like weird that im writing all this I have no idea i always overexplain everything.

-♀️

L:

oh don't worry i over explain everything too. why else would anybody be into philosophy?

i still certainly understand though. especially the bit about intensity..

maybe i do have a problem... oh well.

Light:

Well, as I said, it's possible to care about a topic and still keep your emotions under wraps. Unfortunately, during a debate, it's kind of what you have to do, even though it can be hard. It's certainly a little challenging even for me.

Coming off intense isn't a bad thing in professional/serious debate, but you might want to rethink it if it's just a friendly argument between loved ones. In that case, just be careful with their feelings, I suppose...

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

213 of 2023

Created by bobbideanweekend

What's the first thing you do when you wake up, usually?

Turn the TV on.

Do you like to keep a routine or do you prefer spontaneousness?

I like my routine, but sometimes I need to spice things up.

When was the last time you apologized and didn't mean it?

I can’t recall.

Do you prefer to be the "talker" or the "listener" in a conversation?

Depends on who I’m with, but more a listener.

How are you feeling today?

Mentally okay, but physically sore.

Is there any particular reason as to why?

Work and physiotherapy.

What do you think defines beauty?

Personality. Appearance means nothing to me, someone can be good-looking, but having a rotten personality and they’re gonna be ugly to me.

Do you find these qualities in yourself?

I’m definitelly prettier inside than outside, that’s easy XD

Do you know anyone personally with those qualities?

Yes, both Nielsje and my husband.

Is there anything you wear everyday?

Yes, my wedding ring and jewelry in my facial piercings.

Do you actually brush your teeth three times a day?

Twice, really.

How about floss?

Can’t really do it. High-arched palate or whatever it’s called.

What's your first name?

Joeri.

Is that actually what you go by, or do people call you by something else?

People close to me call me Jelle, or Jelle-tje for real.

Do you like to sing for other people?

Sometimes, for fun.

What's a movie that you think everyone should see?

I’m not interested in movies.

A book that everyone should read?

I don’t support forcing anyone to do anything.

Do you spend a lot of your time alone?

Actually yes. I work only twice a week, the rest of the time my husband is at work, so I travel around the country.

If so, do you like it that way?

I don’t mind it, but sometimes I feel safer with him.

Do you know anyone personally who has done meth?

No. Or maybe I do, but I don’t know they’re doing it. Everything is possible.

Do you usually like bizarre people?

Depends what kind of bizarre. Not the creepy ones.

Do you have a best friend? If so, why are they the "best"?

More than one, because they proved it.

Who do you love the most in your life?

Many people. My husband, my sister, my parents, my friends.

Name something that you would never do:

Play in porn movies.

Have you ever moved to a new country?

I worked abroad for a few years.

How do you usually wear your hair?

It’s short, so hair gel is enough. I don’t like it lying flat on my head.

If you could have any hair color, what color would you want?

Blonde so I can dye it almost any colour.

Name a song that you feel describes you/your life pretty well:

Lange Frans & Baas B - Ik Wacht Al Zo Lang.

If you could have any animal as a pet, what would you want?

Cats, as usual. Maybe a German shepherd dog.

What's the strangest thing you've ever personally witnessed?

A woman peeing herself at the train station entrance. Like, really.

If you could kiss anyone right now, who would you kiss?

My husband.

Do you have any piercings?

I have eight in total.

Are there any you would want?

Maybe another one or two in my ears.

The nearest object to you (other than your computer/chair/etc), what is it?

My husband lol. Literally sitting next to me.

Do you own a kindle?

No, I read e-books on my tablet.

When was the last time you saw your "first love"?

Eight years ago? Something like that.

Name something you really like about yourself:

I’m non-judgemental.

Name something you really don't like about yourself:

I have low self-confidence. And I’m too soft-spoken.

When was the last time you were sick? What did you have?

Does brain haemorrhage in 2021 count? If not, then I had a minor cold last year.

What's your favorite smell(s)?

Vanilla, cinnamon, sea air, rain, freshly baked bread, fresh laundry.

Where's the most beautiful place you've been to?

Sint-Laureinsstrand, the beach in my hometown.

What are you going to do after this?

Go to bed.

Stretch your hand out as far as you can to the left. What are you touching?

The spot on the couch my husband was sitting on. XD Luckily my left arm is not paralysed anymore.

Do you like to wear make up?

I’m a man.

Is there anything you'd rather be doing right now?

Yeah, sleeping.

What's the stupidest song on the radio right now, in your opinion?

I don’t follow popular music.

What's a word you just can't spell right?

Probably. Even in my native language.

What's the last book you read?

I answered it million times already.

Did you like it?

Very much so.

What do you keep beside your bed?

A tablet to watch TV, a box of tissues, a desk lamp.

Do you pluck/wax/thread your eyebrows?

No. I might be gay, but still, I’m just a plain dude.

What's something unique about you?

Being gay and giving off the straight vibe. Really.

Who's the smartest person you know personally?

My husband. He’s rather street smart than book smart, though. Has a lot of common sense.

What makes them so smart?

I just said.

You can't feel pain for an entire day. What would you do?

Enjoy life.

Who inspires you most?

Nielsje. And my husband again.

Have you ever won a contest of somesort?

Yep, photography.

Are you straight?

I just said I’m not.

Are your nails painted? If so, what color?

I don’t paint my nails.

You can only eat one food group for the rest of your life. Which one?

Vegetables.

Are there any religions other than your own that you identify with?

I don’t identify with any religion.

Who makes you the happiest?

Nielsje and my husband, and all our friends.

Do you do any specific exercises to stay in shape?

Yeah, arm exercises so I can try to regain strength.

Which holiday is your least favorite and why?

Either Halloween or Valentine’s Day, both are cheesy.

Are you trendy?

Lol no. I’m an oddball and proud of it. It’s unfortunate that some parts of my style are quite popular among teenage girls these days. Oops. XD Buit I wore them before they were cool.

What color is your bedroom? Do you like it?

Green and I love it, I chose it myself, with a tiny bit of my husband.

Have you ever seriously thought you were going to die?

Well, have you ever suffered cerebral haemorrhage?

If so, what was the situation?

I just said. My life was really hanging on a thread.

What does your shampoo smell like?

Something like mint.

What's your desktop wallpaper?

A random photo of aurora borealis.

Have you ever smoked weed?

No, but my friends do and I quite like the smell.

If so, did you like it?

Never tried, so no opinion.

Have you done any other drugs? If so, what are they?

No, not interested.

Do you actually like your smile?

It’s kind of affected by muscle paralysis on my face, so yeah. Let others speak.

Leave off with a word of advice:

Don’t.

[nasturtium-palace]

I agree on the most part! Although I also agree it was hard to read I still appreciate the analysis tho!

I definitely agree to Jay questioning Wu's teaching. You're right, he would do that. He would be the most annoying student ever and honestly relatable. But just like Morro, Jay would definitelly exceed expectations when given good hints. Which, well, we see him do.

You are also right that Wu definitelly had to work for that respect that we see later on. There's no way Jay would immediatelly accept Wu's teachings.

Honestly Wu would probably be immensely annoyed with Jay. And with assuming that Jay was the student that taught him patience and helped him articulate his lessons better we are assuming that Wu had to spend a pretty long time with Jay (I'm assuming at least like a couple months), at this point it doesn't matter as much if Cole and Zane were around, but they probably were for most of the time.

But the most important lesson (narratively) was still to not play on their ambitions, which was something that Morro's loss taught him. Morro's loss was what led him to hide the prophecy, and it without a doubt shows that he was afraid of the ninja going down that path, he made the concious decision that was dictated by previous experience. Which he was right to, but that's beside the point.

Now that I think about it, this would probably be me proving myself wrong (not that I was trying to prove anything, I was just asking questions), but do you think Wu knowing the previous elemental masters impacted the order in which he went about recruiting the ninja? And generally deciding to go after them? I can totally see him having some sense of security because of knowing the previous masters, even if Kai and Nya barely knew their parents and Jay didn't know his mother at all. It definitelly felt safer to recruit kids that were somewhat familliar, (not to mention he probably partially owed that to the previous masters) compared to Morro that he had no prior knowlegde about.

If I remember correctly we did have Jay actually listening to Wu in the pilot, so respecting him somewhat as a teacher, even early on. I was overnalyzing the pilots and I was slightly confused when he did listen to Wu, just the others didn't (especially Kai). And yeah, if Kai didn't act a little stupid there then Jay, who wanted to listen to Wu, wouldn't have figured out spinjitzu. And the rest of the ninja wouldn't either, but that's not the point.

I mean Jay in the pilots is amazing, we all know that.

and when i tell you skybound!jay was written as a narrative foil to possession!morro will you call me crazy. the boy who wanted to destroy the world but didnt and died vs the boy who only wanted to protect it ended up destroying it and survived. *prophet visionary voice* do you see what i see

[yuhi-san]

More darius head canons cause i'm on a roll

(Mosty hexside & early being mentored by previous gg)

Darius did well in school and with grades. Except in group assingments, he would often argue on end with others if they didn't agree with him. He grew out of that, thankfully, and did learn to compromise with others

He was the kind of kid and teen that would say to your face whatever he thought about you at any time. He could be very tactless without a second thought. He grew mostly out of that, too. But even now he can come off as harsh and mean even if he really does intend not to.

Darius is not a graceful loser. At all. Especially in card and board games. He did not grow out of that one.

He has s amazing pokerface but still lost in hexes hold em to eda so many times that he stopped playing entirely

He knows eda was cheating but can't prove it and it drives him nuts (eda loves to rub it in)

He and eda obviously knew each other well (being somewhat infamouse in their own right) but darius was definitelly frendlier with lilith

They would grouse to each other about eda and raines love dancing

When lilith was younger, overly worried about what her mom would think of her lack of interest in a partner and was also feeling inadequate to eda, she asked darius once to pose as her bf (so she is not the odd one out at dinner with her parents and eda & raine)

He told her flat out no and that nothing would ever get him to subject himself to something like that

Alador was the first friend darius made after moving to bonesburough, by putting one of his fires out (literally)

(If asked how alador could rope him so easily into everything darius will just give an exasperate look a la i wish i knew)

Speaking of young alador, he was always full of ingenuity but combined with the limited experience and foresight of a young teen this made him one hell of a safety hazard for the general public

Darius and odalia do a lot of damage control (but sometimes they would egg him on if they thought his idea to be fun but they would never admit to that out loud)

Darius sass initialy went over aladors head a lot (its not that he is stupid, just often too caught up in his own mind). However, he soon figured out that acting extra dense is a sure way to annoy the loving daylight out of darius

Young darius can usually tell if alador is just trolling him but can't help but get railed up anyway

He is uninterested in sports

Perry once asked asked darius to help out commenting on a grudgby game because his partner was sick. He regretted it a lot

Darius commentary was mostly roasting the players, which did not go over well

While he knows very well that logic can't really effect emotions, he gets easily frustrated with how ridiculous people with crushes can act

"If you like them, ask them out. They say yes, great. They say no, you can start getting over it" simple.

It's what he tells both raine and odalia and later hunter

Hunter thinks it's the dumbest advice he ever heard and he needs to talk to someone who actually has experience with this stuff. Darius strongly agrees with the second part

Darius is very, very resentful. Like holy crap

You might not notice him having a grudge because he can be very quiet and patient about it but it will bite you in the ass if you wrong him (or the people he cares about)

However, he also wont forget good deeds done to him and will always repay them

Darius has almost always a comeback to everything and greatly enjoys to have the last word

If he suddenly does not dignify you with another comment, that does not mean you got the better of him. It means you are treading very dangerous water

He is very vocal when making his frustration and annoyance know but when he gets quiet you really need to worry

Because i see all that tickling stuff: darius is not ticklish but trying to just get your hands all over him equals instant regret. He has very little tolerance for that

Eber getting to clamber all over him is a privilege that comes with a long and strong friendship

Also eber knows darius very well. They know what is and is not okay and can read darius mood easily

He's the wine aunt (the you are supposed to savour a good drink you heathens version)

He is a somewhat picky eater/a foodie

Darius fought gilbert park during a match at a covention, lost spectacularly & got a concussion out of it*

When his mentor sent him on a mission with eber for the firsr time, darius first thought upon seeing eber fresh out of the woods (coverd in mud and leafs) was: what tf did i do to piss my mentor off like that

While darius already understood some beast speak, he was far from fluent

Their first mission together was to hunt a stonesleeper, just a few months before his mentors death

Once darius did learn about grimwalkers he felt very, very sick about it and occasionally it still haunts him

He did pick his coven rather late compared to most. The abomination coven wanted to train him as the next coven head but he was also a great candidate for the emperors coven as the golden guards mentee. He decided upon his mentors death (based on which would be more useful)

Eberwolf would initially gift him small obscure and often downright disgusting things. Darius is very grossed out but also deep down too much of a softie to throw it out so it is all in a box now

Beast custom can be very different from witches so he actually has no idea if eber was geniun or already trolling him by then. It's too late to ask now, it would be awkward

He is so not a morning person

He has a talent for arts and crafts

Darius refused to participate in dancing at grom. He thinks its ridiculouse (mostly he is just a bad dancer)

If he has to pick between really cold and really hot, he rather takes the cold

Darius rarely gets drunken but when then he will either a) crack up about everything or b) say some super messed up stuff that is so far beyond morbid humor (but sounded very funny in his drunken mind)

He is not a fan of his drunken self. At all. He knows he is mortifying.

The first time he accidentally sees his mom and step dad make out, he tells them no need to be sorry, he will just ask odalia to burn the memory

Unless someone might die or get seriously messed up, darius is a strong believer in the 'let them slug it out' philosophy.

Alador once thought it was a good idea to get in the middle of a bitch fight between odalia and boshas mom. The outcome just supports darius in his opinion

He's petty. So petty

Once the whole dou and collector thing bloes over, alador is the one to approach darius to maybe work out some things/patch up whatever friendship they have left. He is very awkward about it

A lot of small things caused their falling out, rather than one big thing. Though a big part is that darius didn't feel it was save to confide in alador about his mentor and belos and

Darius is initially surprised, then of course aloof and somewhat sceptical, probably wondering in the back of his mind what the goal/catch is

Darius too will have to relearn some things after all these years of being a rebel and part of belos inner circle

He does pretty well with hunter considering he does not even have experience with normal teens but man darius would not know how to deal with edric and emira for more than 20 minutes

* i swear i will write this story because it is also how darius meets his mentor. I wilö write it. I want to so badly

[ladycatland]

You know how we talked about c!Tommy actually being a good fighter, right? And I mean he mines and builds a lot, which builds muscle.

And you know how there's that whole thing about buff c!Tubbo because that guy can bench press a nuke with one hand, right? He's probably even more buff than Tommy...

And yet we have no reason to think that c!Ranboo would be very muscular...

What I'm getting at here is that Bench Trio proves that muscle mass is inversely proportional to height. And that gets funnier when you apply it to everyone in the smp:

2'2 Skeppy is a f*cking bodybuilder, while his 9'6 soulmate can't open a jar to save his life.

You imagine Techno as this honk of a Pig, around Ranboo's height? Well, let me tell you that that's all in the fluffiness of the cloak. That man spends most of his life sleeping anyway, when would he have the time to get muscular?

Conversely, Phil is just ripped. He excavated a whole ass training room by himself, so I wouldn't expect anything else really...

Niki is also ripped (and, I mean, she did excavate the whole of the secret city by herself, so is anyone even surprised?) and she could easily bench press both Ranboo and Techno.

The only unsurprising one is Wilbur still being the bean pole that we all know and love, I guess?

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YeAH ABSOLUTELY FUCK YEAH

Though TBF it's also canon that he's really fckin skinny rn which makes sense cuz first he was in a war where rations probably weren't too plentiful? I headcanon that time to not have been malnourishing or anything but inconsistent enough to keep him on the skinny side. Though obviously he was pretty built back then.

After that were the pre election and mid election eras which must've been pretty dang good. He had his own farms and Nikki's bakery and just. Yknow. Lmanberg probably had pretty solid food sources. He still did a lot but I personally headcanon that he probably lost some muscle over all. Like. He was still above average for his age but yeah. He went from like 100 to 90 or however you describe it. Also. A little bit of fat

Then Pogtopia. With Technos potatofarm being the only canon food source next to shit like hunting and coupled with the stress and once again having way more physical work but like. Because of necessity? Muscles going up again and fat going down. Also, and again these are personal headcanons, I feel like while Technos potatofarm was a consistent food source, the very unbalanced diet just actually made it worse than during the revolution when they'd just have to sit out a meal sometimes.

New lmanberg times were just like fckin. One week? Two? Like he got kicked out faster Than you could blink.

And exile... Oh... Fuck.... Exile.... High stress levels, constantly having small wounds, starvation and problems with sleep. Yeah. Muscles went way down and there was no fucking fat on those sad and hollow cheeks. Bitch was probably pretty fucking sickly. If sleepwalking into the water hadn't killed him eventually I'm pretty sure his body would have just shut down on him at some point.

Then at Technos cabin. Well. He was mostly into gapples which is great because those really fucking boost your immune system and help with wounds but I don't think they got a lot of nutrients. Though he once again had a consistent food source and was working out again... Though it wasn't for very long so I'd say that there weren't a ton of muscles and he was still underweight at the end of it. All in all definitelly an improvement but still worse than even pogtopia.

And now? Uhhhh.... Well, I feel that despite it having been months he's probably still not really that good in the whole weight department though he definitely got back a lot more muscle. It's just that before prison he was dealing with mental health stuff on his own and his only actual food source is his small farm that constantly gets raided like my fridge at 2am. And after prison the mental health stuff got worse BUT with Puffy he actually has someone supporting him there and with Ranboo and Tubbo he got himself a new foodsource aka their shit. So over all. Muscles? Definitely. But man does this boy need some chub.

Also techno ain't ripped he's plump. Give the man a fucking dadbod

He eats well, is rich and sleeps a shit ton. Hes just really good at fighting, but the 1 physical fight every couple of months isn't gonna give him a shit ton of muscle.

[crazygalore]

MICHAEL CORLEONE X MOB BOSS READER ( SFW & NSFW )

Anon Request: Can you like do some badass Don oc+Don Michael corleone headcanons?please and thank you��

- To say the two of you didn’t get along at first would be the understatement of the century.

- Like, you just walked into his city and acted like you owned the place. What the actual fuck?

- Michael had never been more pissed and intrigued in his entire life - so, naturally, he arranged a meeting between the two of you. 

- Spoiler alert: It was a fucking disaster. He tried everything to bring you under his control - from flattery, to bribe, to good ole intimidation tactics. And you wasted no time calling him on his bullshit and walking out on him with an offended scowl on your face. Like, seriously, who the fuck did this guy think he was, insulting your intelligence like that.

- At this point, mark him down as furious and horny. He’d never met a stronger, smarter and more confident person than you in his entire fucked up life. And a part of him was truly impressed at you - while the rest of him wanted to teach you some manners. 

- Your first impression of him was that Michael Corleone was strong, small and bitter like a human espresso. He was smart, calculated and obviously thought of himself as the hottest bestest shit in town - and you were ready to prove him wrong. 

- Several failed negotiations, pissing contests and mutual assassination attempts later, it was a miracle you were both still alive. 

- The rivalry between the two of you would have continued for goddamn years, were it not for that idiot mob boss who tried to have you two killed.

- Though far from ideal, the situation prompted you and Michael to join forces and destroy your common enemy.

- The poor bitch was in for a ride.

- Then again, he’d managed to piss off two of the most powerful, intelligent and petty mob bosses that ever existed on God’s Earth.

-  Your guys’ vendetta was a thing of great beauty. You didn’t just kill the guy, you destroyed him, his family and his criminal empire - thus ensuring that nobody would dare defy you and Michael ever again.

- Apparently terrible acts of vengeance can bring even the most unlikely people together, because the two of you became trusted business associates afterwards. 

- I won’t lie, it was a very slow burn type of relationship. It went from enemies, to professional allies, to friends - and, finally, to lovers. 

- It took you guys fucking years - and ungodly amounts of sexual tension and frustration - to actually start dating.

- It was Michael who made the first move and asked you out for dinner. 

- And thank fuck for that, because you were already on the verge of throwing in the towel and climbing him like a tree at that point.

- The feeling was mutual, so the situation escalated rather quickly between the two of you. 

- Your first date ended with the two of you having sex on your living room floor, after Michael escorted you home like a true gentleman, and you invited him inside “ for a cup coffee “. 

- In your defense, you did serve him an espresso before things took a turn for the raunchy.

- Your guys’ relationship evolved organically from that moment on, turning from a passionate affair into a beautifully balanced romance.

- Eventually, you two gor married, and Michael made sure the ceremony was everything you’d ever dreamed of. No expense was spared. 

- You two are the very definition of a power couple.

- You don’t argue very often, but when you do, it’s like the Third World War, with lots of casualties and collateral damage. 

- Michael respects and loves you with his entire soul, and treats you like royalty. Your wish is his command, and he always makes sure you are safe, happy, content and surrounded by his affection. He is a dependable partner, both from a romantic and a professional standpoint. 

- You are his most trusted ally, his beloved and his entire world. He would trust you with his life, because you are a brilliant strategist and a clever business partner. On top of that, you protect, cherish and adore him just as much as he does you. 

- God help anyone who dares pick on either ( or both ) of you. They are as good as dead.

- Do I have to mention that your sex life is wild ? Because it fucking is.

- Michael Corleone is a switch - but you are the only one who has ever managed to bring him down on his knees, through the sheer power of your love. He also happens to think you’re sexy when you’re on top of the situation in more than just one way * wink wink *. Basically he is a powerful man who doesn’t feel like his masculinity is in any way threatened by the act of bowing down - sometimes literally - to his s/o’s will. 

- That being said, there is nothing sexier to you than when he dominates you - pinning your wrists above your head as he thrusts into you with enough force to rock the bed, all the while whispering sweet dirty things in your ear. 

- Slow dancing. Lots and lots of slow dancing to your guys’ favourite song. If you don’t know how to dance, don’t worry, because Michael is a very good teacher.

- Michael would like nothing more than to start a family with you, but he would never pressure you into doing so. If you accepted, however, he’d be the happiest man on God’s Earth. Biological or adopted, Michael would put his heart and soul into raising your children and surrounding them with love, attention and support - no matter what they choose to become in life. 

- You two would eventually retire from the criminal underworld, and retreat somewhere in Sicily, where you would live the remainders of your life.

- If you thought Michael was a father was endearing, grandpa Michael is definitelly gonna melt your heart. He mellowed considerably in his old age, but shhhhh don’t let him know. 

- Even after all these years, he still sees you as the most gorgeous and wonderful person in this world.

[nothingtherefornow]

I never thought of it that way 0_0 maybe the end goal is not really to have Marinette being definitelly expelled from school or kicked out of her current friends group, but to have Marinette starting to doubt her friendships and even her relationships with her parents.

Even if Marinette is always proved innocent at the end, the fact remains that everytime she's falsely accused of something, most of her friends are able to beleive the worst of her too easilly and let her down.

SLIGHT SPOILER WARNING ABOUT AN DETAIL FROM THE END OF SEASON 5

Could it actually lead to something in season 6 ? What if Marinette's so called friends show once too much their unfair lack of trust and consideration towards Marinette to the point of hurting her so severely that she can no longer resist akumatization. What if the only way for them to redeem themselves was to be the heroes freeing Marinette from her akumatization ?

Or if there is no akumanette in season 6, there could be a significant rift/fracture between Marinette and her so-called friends in the future, and this would thus also create tensions between Ladybug and her superhero team, made up of those who betrayed his trust and affection. A tension and mistrust that could be exploited by the new Monarch

Everyone considers Lila's plans failures cuz Marinette is proven innocent later, but Lila did the main thing and that's damaging the friendships. She constantly keeps providing that pretty much nobody believes Marinette and never will.

[black-rose-writings]

Reading New Moon - Chapter 9

Third Wheel

That’s weird. You’re being weird Jacob.

Are heterosexual teenagers normally this weird about the opposite gender? Cause I can’t relate.

You know, I personally preffer blood and guts to romance any day, but that’s just me. Also, guy wanting to see a romance movie? Now that is unbelievable :-D

Mike is annyoing me, too, so I’m kinda down to watch him suffer. Bella and Jacob fake-dating AU?

(I’m not saying I’m team Jacob or something, but also like, yeah, he’s more fun to read about than Eddy the Emo. For now, anyway)

I don’t know how it is in the US, but I don’t think I’ve ever been asked to prove my age for an age-gated movie. Unless you look really young, that sort of thing doesn’t really happen. (Wait, not, actually, a then-friend of mine got asked to prove her age when we went to see Rogue One. She was 15, but looked like a pre-teen boy.)

Fuck me. Just after I wrote that shit, he makes it weird.

Actually, Bella is worse. “Damaged goods” gives me some major fucking Alina vibes. At least, here I can hope it’s about her depression and not because she made out with the weird immortal guy.

Though to be fair, Jacob is still leagues better than Edward or Mal, so I guess him being a bit too pushy with the whole dating thing is tolerable. For now. I know he gets worse later on.

And Bella apparently picked up a double depresso in the confections on her way out.

So, now it’s wolf time for Jacob, is that right?

Yup, definitelly wolf time.

[raphaellight]

What puts people in heaven and hell?

Despite having clues enough to MAYBE tell what definitelly doesn't influence whos in hell and who's ending up in heaven, I feel I didn't post for a long time enough to list possible ideas.

Let's start with what we know. Adam is in heaven, despite being a propostrous dick, while Angel still sits in hell, seemingly only because his soul is sold.

Leading PROBABLY a rather good life, with how much children appreciated her and how she stopped the class just to call her husband to wish him best on his birthday, Teacher for Helluva Boss ep. 1 ended up in hell after one, brutal, yet rage induced slaughter.

Souls just appear in heaven and hell, without any known trial. Even if there is some "soul limbo" where people are judged, they don't remember it.

Sinners can't leave the Pride Ring. (yes, it might be important to the topic). We don't know if winners can leave heaven, but noone said they can't so we can assume they can.

Also St. Peter has a list of People permitted to enter heaven.

What does it gives us?

"Lucifer" inspired idea, human soul is bounding itself to hell. A thing about "final death" of sinner is, their soul still wanders hell after being strucked with angelic weapons. Sinners can't leave Pride Ring. Maybe it's not that they can't leave it. Maybe the doors are locked from the inside. Pride, in christian philosophy/morality considered probably the worst of all sins, is the very thing that stops people from change. To deal with an issue, you need to admit you have one. To become better, you have to admit you're imperfect. I propose the symbolic connection between Pride Ring being the prison of sinners: they have to admit they want to go to heaven and want to change. You need to admit you aren't in your own heaven, which also is one of the preveiling christians idea. "Better to rule in hell than serve in heaven" as Milton states. “There are only two kinds of people in the end: those who say to God, 'Thy will be done,' and those to whom God says, in the end, 'Thy will be done.'". One of the things that connects people living in Hazbin Hotel, Angel, Husker and Sir Pentious (not counting Alastor and Niffty) is that they admit they are unhappy with how things are going for them. And you know what, for the fact story takes place in hell, they are extreme minority among hell's residendts. And maybe that's what it takes.

Look, everyone asked in ep. 6, "How isn't Angel Dust in heaven?" Apart from the biding contract, that may prove to be very hard issue to deal with in his way onto heaven, what if Angel already is in the good will? What if Lucifer opene a portal to heaven, Angel could just walk into there and no magical borders would appear.

That would explain Sir Pentious'es redemption. His demonic body if killed of, but because he pushed his Ego aside, because Charlie inspired him to admit he wants a better life, pride was no longer binding him to hell, his soul instead of wandering it left towards a figurative and literall light. And when he entered heaven, he got a new body. Vivienne herself said, that every sinner has a "heavenly form". What if all it takes to conjure it is to come to the gates of heaven and allow it to appear.

That doesn't explain a list. But just as with anything, we don't have a lot of information about it. It might have been just to place a known image of heaven. And pages of this book seem to be written by hand, possibly by St. Peter, so maybe he doesn't know before hand, but he enters those who appear.

So how is Adam in heaven? Well, because, despite his utterly twisted acions, he genuenly wanted to be there. He was truly not bound by his pride, at least in time of ascending, that he was not pulled there.

Or he never ate an apple. Of course christian story of Adam and Eve says otherwise, but take notice, intro to Hazbin Hotel actually specifies only, that Lucifer and Lilith gave apple to Eve. And then Adam, in the first episode, says "I never made a mistake in my life". I would say, that even for someone as egocentric as Adam, he would never say eating an apple wasn't a mistake when it placed evil in the known world.

But wait, what type of Evil?

"Not everything is spelled in ink." Sera says to Emily, when she asks about what decides who gets into heaven. And in the intro, when Charlie explains the story of heaven and hell, moment of eating an apple is the moment images shows some type of red, poison like entity, growing of it. Angels were shealding the world from evil. Eating an apple allowed it to enter the earth. It is represented with Eyes. And we know for a fact of concept arts of waiting to appear demon called Ruth. It's an element of that evil, that had to enter someone's heart for him to get a possibility to enter hell as a sinner. Because by defeault, everyone is destined for heaven. That's why Adam could enter it.

Or it is that he was still a semi-good guy when dying but phew thousand years in a country that says "You are better" did their thing and he became what we knew him for. Egocentric megalomaniac, who's acions are despicable and who's songs slaps.

Possible that I will continue this post, yet still just putting it for now as it is. Want to know your thoughs and follow for more of post like those

[survivorfan2588]

My favorite Castaway #2

Parvati Shallow showed america that a woman can dominate this game just as good as a man can! She was definitelly a character who I wouldn’’t think would make it as far as she did every single time. She started out in season 13 in the Cook islands off the bat trying to be the flirt. And the one thing that I loved about Parvati on all of her seasons is that she was well aware of flirting and definitely owned up to that game! But when she was casted on season 16 on fans vs favorites I learned after watching that season she is just as hot on the outside as she is on the inside and meaning her mind and strategic thinking as she led a woman’s alliance all the way to the end and awarding her with the million. And finally her last season she played in which was Heroes vs Villains she proved to America again that she can play she was a huge physical threat winning numerous immunity challenges! I felt after the merge on that season everytime the plan was to completely get rid of Parvati she would win! She fought all the way that season to the finals and getting second place to the current two time winner Sandra! Even though she didn’t win in her final season she proved to us hardcore survivor fans that she is willing to do anything it takes to keep her torch lit definitely one of the best to play!

[dlkardenal]

Hey! So, there is a few steps to this. We are writing fiction, and even though I think this method is applicable to non-fiction and contemporary works, I'll be talking mainly with fantasy/scifi in mind.

1. The groundworks

There are some details you should definitelly fix before starting to co-write - mainly the world and overall aesthetics of the book. In our case this was when we decided it's gonna be a middle-eastern, arabic and indian inspired fantasy series, because we liked the idea of djinn and magic trinkets and such. Then we fixed a few ideas, how things work, when's the story taking place and such.

2. The main character

After we had a setting, Lory (my partner in crime) created our point-of-view character with a backstory and personality traits as if you would create a player character in a roleplaying game. Most things about the character were subject to change at that point, but we had enough to start the story with.

3. The incident and agenda of the MC

Then we agreed that I shall take the role of storyteller, like a DM would in an RPG. I figured that the most interesting incident to turn our poor MC's (let's call her Z) life upside down would be a sort of crime drama, where she's accused of murder she definitely didn't commit and her job would be that she has to prove her innocence.

4. The roleplay part That was all for planning, then we got to the writing part.

We took the roles of a player and a GM (game master) and effectively "roleplayed" the first chapter.

The method was that we both hopped on discord and started passing messages back and forth about 1. The setting of the opening scene 2. A new element (a thing that happens or a character who appears) 3. The MC's reaction to the element 4.The element's reaction or another new element 5. repeat from 3).

In practice, for us it went this way:

Lory's first message was about what would Z be doing at the very start of the book, an episode of her normal life that's about to get crushed. (the setting - in our case it was a lazy evening lying besides a hookah at a party at some nobleman's villa). Then I wrote how a law enforcment officer arrives at the party and approaches Z asking if she new someone by a certain name (the new element). She then described in a message what Z said and done in reply (MC's reaction). I replied for the officer, commenting on her answers and asking more questions (the element's reaction). We continued like this until we reached a certain point where the end of the first chapter would be appropriate.

5. Multiple characters That's all well and good, if you only have two people interacting. When there are more characters in the same scene, you have to make some choices and sort out who gets to be who. At first I took the role of every supporting character and Lory kept with the MC so she could immerse herself into Z's personality and portray the story more realistically. Later as the cast grew we started passing characters around. The most important factor in this I think is the writer's ability to think with the head of many characters and switch between them.

In conclusion, this method has both advantages and disadvantages over other practices. The positive is that you dialoge is more likely to sound realistic and you motivate each other during the writing process, as you only need to write a few dozen words at a time than you can wait for your partner's answer. On the other hand it's kind of time consuming and needs simultanious presence for both co-writers, which can be a pain in the ass if you have different daily schedules. And last, I should mention the text you get when copy-pasteing your chat log into a word document is not a manuscript, it's more like the script to a movie and someone has to chisel and grind it until it's acceptable. This means you have to immediately re-edit your chapter and add in descriptions, change a few things your co-writer described to match what your point-of-view character could've seen of it, but that process can fall on any of the writer, not necessarily just who volunteered to be the MC - you can switch at any point you feel like.

phew, that's a lot of words, but I hope I could shed some light on it. if you have any questions (or anyone reading this) feel free to hit me with them, and if you ever put this into practice tell me your experiences! Cheers and godspeed! Dar

Would you be willing to talk about what it's like to co-write with different people? I've always thought the idea of working with other writers on a project sounded really cool, but I wasn't sure how it would work and was too scared of something going wrong, interpersonally or with the project. Without necessarily going into specifics, is it a really different process based on who you're working with?

oh man, i LOVE cowriting but it’s absolutely a kind of relationship that needs a LOT of thoughtful, intentional, ongoing work. friendship, trust, and mutual respect are key, as is being honest about your own mental health and emotional situations. 

online relationships are REALLY prone to misunderstandings, and online relationships where you’re both investing a lot of work and love into a shared project can get derailed incredibly easily by a lack of communication. like, i’ve cowritten with half a dozen other writers by now, and literally just this last month i got back in touch with a very dear friend and ex-cowriter who i hadn’t talked to since like 2014, because of an extremely stupid misunderstanding. 

this isn’t meant to scare you out of trying, though! i just want to let you know you gotta go into it ready to do some work, and prepared to be flexible, cooperative, persistent, and brave. 

one of the really big things that crashes co-writing projects, i’ve noticed, isn’t too much ego. it’s a lack of confidence and persistence. people get insecure, they get scared, they get guilty, they encounter a failure or a bad day or a plot hole or a disagreement, and they feel awful, and they withdraw. and that’s what kills it, the withdrawing, the giving up. you gotta be prepared to be bold and persistent and see each set-back, interpersonal or creative, as a learning experience, and keep moving forward. 

you have to be prepared to go to your cowriter when shit sucks and say ‘this isn’t working but i wanna stick with it until we find out what does’.  you gotta say ‘we didn’t waste our time, here, we spent it figuring out what went wrong.’ and you gotta say ‘so maybe i got mad or sad or disappointed, maybe you’re frustrated too, but we can’t quit on this note, let’s see where we can go from here.’

cowriting is very much like dancing, or fusion. you have to learn to work together with someone to make something bigger than both of you, and it’s not the clash of perspectives that tears it apart, it’s the withdrawing. you just have to stay positive and keep going. you can be scared, but you can’t let fear stop you. with creative work, caution is useful, but fear is a creativity killer. you can’t let fear make any decisions for you, ever, it’ll cut your work down into nothing. 

so, there you go: be brave, be persistent, be ready to put in the work. and it’ll be great. i really, truly love collaborating with people, it’s a true joy. 

[the-white-owlet]

Seein Valerius still sit beside them and not getting the message to take a hike, Stella mentally groaned. As he started to speak, Stella’s ears perked ‘relay info?’ she mentally said, raised her brow as waited patiently for whatever Valerius was gonna say. While he sat she had to admit this man definitely had a nack for drinking alot, probably was just then trying to be anoying.

When he said about lucio being a not good choice of parter, stella scoffed while Sonja answered. She admitted he was right, but perhaps there was a reason about that. He continued with uis info on, before getting up and leaving both of them. She hoped Malin could prove him wrong. “Anoying asshole” stella mumbled when Valerius left, Sonja adressing her again.

People definitelly loved to nose in on things they, as she saw the onlookers “ugh yeah, tomorrow is last day so lets hope they all have massive hangovers” stella said as she got asked to take care of Malin. “I will, I Promise” she said hugging her back “you please be careful on your way home and thanks for the save” she said as she pointed at the shirt.

Catharsis

The first week of classes were hectic for Malin. His parents wanted him to sign up for way too many classes for the semester, but how was he supposed to say no? They were paying for his tuition after all. Sure, being a business major was never really what he wanted, but his parents wanted him to get the degree for the sake of their family’s business.

Malin was exhausted by the end of Friday evening, and he couldn’t wait to get back to his dorm. He walked down the street to buy some things to make dinner with, nearly nodding off whilst at the checkout line.

Finally managing to get back without passing out, Malin entered the dorm building, running right into someone much shorter than him and dropping his bag of groceries.

“Oh! I’m so sorry, are you okay!?” Malin looked over the girl, making sure he didn’t accidentally injure her. “I should’ve been looking where I was going, sorry.” He apologied again, dropping to his knees to pick up the scattered groceries.

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