#that's the phrase I think I'm looking for

[blueivyy99]

Sylus? No ... Skye?

Sylus x NonMC

summary: you didn't know that your lovely sweetheart is the most wanted man in all of Linkon. you knew him as Skye. one year with him was bliss, then suddenly he ghosted you.

tags: fluff, angst, sylus as skye, non mc reader more tags to follow

taglist: @animegamerfox @lazypostfandomer @mentaltrouble2201

note: ACKKK new series hiii! Hope you enjoy this

Masterlist

"How is my darling?"

Destiny cafe is particularly busy during this time of the day. Chatters from friends and the sound of the coffee grinder fills the place. So when you heard a familiar voice talking in your direction, you tear your gaze away from your laptop and looked at them. It's your very adorable boyfriend -- Skye. You immediately shoot him a smile. He's finally here.

"You're just in time. I'm actually loading up my cart for skincare products. Come and help me choose."

He groaned before plopping to your side and looked at your screen. That made you giggle. He doesn't really like doing all of these and in his own words he can "just help pay for it" but he tolerates you anyway.

"Sweetie, didn't we just bought some a few months back?" he asked while still scrolling through different brands of facial masks looking for the ones you two already tried and tested.

"Months. It's been months, Skye. We already went through all of them. We only have a week's worth."

"Fine. Go and check out this one. I like the scent."

Your afternoon went on like that. Nothing new. Just a fun and light moment with your long term boyfriend. It has been a blissful year since you two got in a relationship and so far, he did nothing but make you smile. Although he is stubborn at times and makes your head ache with his sudden disappearances, you didn't question him for it. You wanted to, but it seemed like he isn't ready to tell you where he goes and as an apology when he returns he gives you a bouquet of peonies.

Skye tells you that he is just a lowly fruit vendor whose income depends on how his fruits sell and that he got lucky supplying a few bigshots costumers here in Linkon, but sometimes it's hard to believe that. His motorbike collection alone is enough to pay for your year's worth of salary and so far he used at least five different big bikes around you. Not to mention his cars that's another puzzle that you cannot wrap your head around.

And the way he spoils you is out of this world! You're not one to police someone's spending habits but if Skye is telling the truth and he is just living off of his fruits, then he should start cutting back on the amount he spends on you.

"Skye, if you ever think of paying for this, I'm telling you now: don't." you said trying to be stern. "Let me cover it this time."

He raised a brow at you, "What kind of boyfriend am I if I let my lady pay for the things she loves?"

When he is like this it's so easy to just give in and do what he wants especially when he looks so offended that you don't want him to pay for you. It might no be obvious to him, but he has this little pout whenever he doesn't get his way and his eyes looks so disappointed that it makes your heart clench.

But no. You will not be swayed.

"You will be a responsible boyfriend who will be mindful of his spending habits so he can maintain his lifestyle." you answered him looking directly in his eyes. "You have been spending wayyyy too much on me, baby. It feels like for a week alone, you already managed to gift me an entire month's worth of my salary."

"Fruit sold so well it's fair that my lady gets her share."

There he is again. Using his charm and sweet words to get to you.

"I love that you had such a provider mindset, that's very husband material of you." you said emphasizing your last phrase because you know you get him to listen to you when that kind of topic is brought up. "BUT you have to spend wisely. It's not everyday that you will sell well. What if a competitor comes and you lose all your costumers, then what? I would happily provide for us, but if we can avoid being broke then by all means let's avoid it."

Skye knows you and your history. You didn't come from a rich background and you had to work your entire high school until college just to finish studying so you know hard work and how important it is to be mindful of your purchases and seeing Skye just burn his finances like it doesn't hurt his pockets is something that you would just watch.

"What I'm saying is, you need to save up for your future. You never know what might happen."

He took your hand and laced it with his, bringing it up his lips and kissed it.

"Don't worry about that 'kay? I'm not spending more than what I can lose. We won't go broke." he said and smirked, "But I think I would spend more on you. I like it when you get so ... wifey. Makes me wanna put a ring on you."

You blushed hard. Feigning irritation, you took your hand back and crossed your arm.

"Well, I won't marry someone who doesn't care about our finances."

"Hey! Don't say that!" He made you face him but you won't budge.

He sighed defeatedly when you didn't speak further. "Fine. I would spend less."

You smiled and finally looked at him. "Promise?"

"Promise." he looked like a kicked puppy it's adorable. You kissed his cheeks to mend his broken heart.

"Love 'ya. Keep that up I might propose to you myself."

He was wide eyed when you said that.

"Don't you dare, sweetie. Let me do the proposing." he said.

"If you are gonna spend a couple of thousand dollars on it, then I would say no." you stuck your tongue out just to piss him off.

He chuckled at you and your childish antics, "A man don't kiss and tell about the prices of their gifts, sweetheart. You wouldn't know."

You just pinched his ears lightly careful not to hurt him. "Take me seriously, Skye. Don't spend too much on me. Save some for yourself."

"I know, baby. I hear you. I will try, okay?"

You nodded your head. That's good enough to hear for now.

==

You walked out of the cafe planning to chill in your home and watch movies when Skye received a phone call from his shop assistant Luke. He answered it while keeping his hand on your waist to guide you to the front seat of his car.

"Hello?" He shut the door to his side and started driving putting Luke in speaker mode.

"Boss Man, we're on our way to deliver watermelons. The client wants to meet you. It's important."

You can hear Skye grumbling under his breath. He hates it when these kind of things happen especially when his time with you gets cut short. You two only see each other once or twice a week and it really pisses him off when he can't spend it like he intended to. You took his free hand and held him nodding for him to go.

"But -"

"Do it. Visit me tomorrow or the next day. Just text me and I will take a day off." you said. You really missed him too but his business needs him and you won't be the one to cause it's downfall.

He just sighed and answered Luke, "I'll be there. I will just take Y/N home."

"Copy boss!"

==

He pulled up in front of your apartment. You can see that he hesitates to leave because he doesn’t even look at you and he has that little pout on his lips again. When Skye is like this, you really want to kiss him silly.

“Skye,”

“I don’t want to go.”

“Tsk.” He turned off the engine and went out to open the door for you. “I will be back as soon as I can, okay? I love you.”

You gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. You need your fill for when you wait on him.

“I love you too.”

You watched his car leave. Feeling hollow on your chest.

You went inside hopeful that he will see you in two days tops.

But then a week had passed and no message from him. You tried to call but it only rings.

It made you worry and you don’t know any way to reach him.

If you had known that it would be the last time you would see him after a very long time, would you have let him go?

note: how was itttt? i hope you enjoy. this will be at least 3-4 parts only. love you!!! reacts, comments and reblogs are much much welcome 🤗

[vineee2000]

Fly by wire was/is truly a primarily software innovation, and its main benefit were the ones brought by software. You can do replace all the cables and pulleys with wires without FBW, and that requires no sophisticated software in the loop - indeed, many FBW airliners have backup controls that are just that, sending electric signals to the actuators without the flight computer.

I think, as also a software engineer it is too easy to get lost in the knowledge of how sausage is made and all the problems we deal with on the daily and loose sight of how software solution can be a genuine improvement - not just a shortcut we have to put up with. After all, perfect hardware doesn't exist, and even if it did, any piece of software only needs to be more reliable than a human operator trying to deal with all of that hardware simultaneously without any assistance

And that assistance is indeed the main benefit of fly-by-wire that actually prompted its adoption! Planes are awfully complicated and counterintuitive machines to operate, and multiple disjointed modes of flight that behave differently and can change suddenly, being unaware of the true state of the plane, and certain inputs doing not what you think they'll do are all problems that can and do occur on a plane even without any computer in the loop

It is here that I need to correct myself, because when I said fly-by-wire allowed Boeing to implement their hack, when that's almost the exact opposite of truth. Boeing 737 did not have fly-by-wire, which is what caused them to need MCAS in the first place! (I look at 777 instead of 737 when writing my op)

If 737 had full fly-by-wire, the crashes probably wouldn't have happened in the first place, since dealing with complicated aerodynamics in real time without failing and without even bothering the pilot about it happening is exactly what FBW systems are meant to do.

And it is here that I want to again empathise just how reliable FBW is. Some modern planes, like A220, forgo having any sort of backup controls entirely, because the flight computer can be trusted just that much. Back in the 70s, when NASA was undertaking its digital fly by wire program, one of the requirements was no mechanical backup - this computer system had to be sufficiently reliable to be the only option they need; and they made it so, and it successfully flew over 200 of its test flights.

Ultimately, designing mission-critical, failure-resistant software systems is no easy feat, of course - but it is no easy feat for hardware systems either! And I would argue that neither is inherently easier than the other, and obviously the regulations and industry culture need to make sure the hard work is put into both.

Ultimately, what doomed MCAS wasn't the the sin of turning to software - it was lack of redundancy and integration testing, - a phrase that I'm sure made you reflexively wince in psychic pain - but so it would any hardware engineer reading this!

"Boeing’s solution to its hardware problem was software." *ominous sting*

“and then the programmers made everything work better” just isn’t something you ever hear in an engineering story.

[universefcb]

NIGHT IN PARIS, PEDRI GONZÁLEZ.

→ Summary: It's a week off for the team, so Pedri decides to take you on a trip to Paris. To celebrate your anniversary.

→ Warning: Mention of Reader. Fluff. Spanish phrases.

→ Author's note: I'm thinking about opening up my requests again because I've been missing you guys sending me ideas.

And sorry if there are mistakes, English is not my language.I hope this is what you asked for!

Paris looked like it had been hand-painted that morning. A soft blue, with scattered clouds, contrasted with the golden tones of the trees in early autumn. The leaves danced on the sidewalk as she walked beside Pedri, their fingers intertwined as if time had not managed to undo the intimacy built over five years of history. And he, as always, disguised himself so as not to be recognized.

It was rare for them to spend a whole week together. The intense season, the exhausting training sessions, the team trips — all of this made these moments precious. But when Barcelona announced the short break, Pedri didn't think twice. He booked the flights, planned every detail and, smiling from the corner of his eye, hid at the bottom of his suitcase the things that would make their anniversary unforgettable.

“Is it the most cliché city to celebrate five years in?” he asked playfully as they crossed the Pont Alexandre III, the Seine sparkling in the sunlight.

“Totalmente. Y absolutamente perfecto.” she replied, with a smile that made his chest warm. (Totally. And absolutely perfect,)

In the following days, they walked slowly through Montmartre, lost themselves in old bookshops, tasted sweets in bakeries that looked like they had come out of a movie, and took photos on every corner as if they were living in a dream. Pedri never took his eyes off her—not when she laughed with a crepe in her hands, nor when she was moved by the immensity of Notre-Dame.

The sixth night arrived colder, but with a typical Parisian charm. Pedri appeared in the hotel room wearing a well-cut suit, black shirt and discreet perfume. She, wrapped in a long dress made of light fabric, carried in her eyes the same emotion of someone who knew that that night would be different.

Without revealing the destination, he drove her through the city's bright streets to a discreet restaurant hidden on one of the rooftops of an elegant building. The maître d’ led them down a glass-enclosed corridor to an exclusive balcony, where a round table awaited them—candles lit, glasses sparkling, and a view that took their breath away: the entire Eiffel Tower, shining against the dark sky, as if it had been decorated just for them.

She put her hand to her mouth in surprise.

“Pedro…”

“Felices cinco años,” he whispered, pulling out the chair for her to sit in. (Happy five years)

Dinner was spent with quiet laughter, long glances, and memories of the past. They talked about their first awkward kiss, their silly fights, the nights when he would come home from a game exhausted but would still call to hear her voice. They talked about love—without having to use the word.

At the end of dessert, Pedri stood up, adjusted his shirt cuffs and excused himself. He returned shortly after with his hands hidden behind his back and a nervous look in his eyes. He stopped next to her chair.

“I thought of a thousand ways to do this. At home, at the beach, in the countryside... but none of them seemed right. Until I imagined this moment” with you, in Paris, celebrating everything we have built.

She looked at him with growing curiosity, her heart racing.

“Do you remember on our first anniversary you gave me a letter saying that you hoped that one day I would be more than your boyfriend?”

She nodded, laughing. She remembered perfectly. He had written in handwriting that he wanted to be “your best friend, your life partner, and if possible, your fiancé… someday.”

Pedri then took a small blue box from behind his back. She put one hand to her chest, frozen. But before she could react, he knelt down—and, upon opening the box, he revealed not a ring, but two delicate, simple, and elegant gold bands.

“I want to ask you something, but not what you are thinking right now.”

She frowned in surprise.

“We’ve chosen each other every day for the past five years. But we’ve never put it into words, or even a symbolic commitment. So…” he held out his hand, “will you marry me?”

She looked at him, between tears and laughter. He smiled back, with a sparkle in his eyes that revealed the seriousness behind the gesture.

“Marry me, I wouldn’t live without you by my side for even a second,” he added, still kneeling.

She got down from her chair without thinking twice and threw herself into his arms, making the waiters discreetly applaud in the background. In the middle of the tight hug, she whispered a "yes" so sincere that it made the whole world seem lighter.

Then he placed the ring on her finger and she did the same. When their eyes met again, everything that was left unsaid was imprinted there—in the silence filled with love, in the delicate touch of their fingers, in the tender kiss that sealed that new phase.

Paris witnessed the most beautiful beginning of a story that two hearts could live. And the Eiffel Tower, behind them, continued to shine — as if it knew exactly what was happening.

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[of-the-eclipse]

Yknow what, I'm actually coming back to this because it's been on my mind since I reblogged it yesterday. (Apologies to advance to you oomf for the upcoming rant/discussion)

I have always been hesitant to try and find "deeper meaning" in the ENA series, and in ENA as a character, because of how silly and weird it is most of the time (surreal for the sake of being surreal). Whenever I have thought of interpretations like this, like "both ENAs are probably autistic" or "the ENAs are just straight up experiencing racism/discrimination", I have felt kind of silly for it; I'm making something out of nothing.

But seeing this particular interpretation after others like it really does make me think, or at least hope, that there is an intention of grander symbolism.

Looking at it through this view (ena is trans, autistic, an immigrant) really makes me view the series in a different way, a way I have subconsciously always wanted to but felt silly for doing so. It makes me see a lot of characters and their interactions with ENA differently, especially Moony and Froggy as the deutertagonists to each Ena.

In my pondering on them, I have kind of come to interpret Froggy as one of those friends with good intentions, but comes across as ableist anyway. This is mostly in the beginning when he mentions several times how Ena "talks funny", and when explaining what her job is tries to phrase it "in way she can understand". Again, good intentions and trying to help, but it comes off as kind of demeaning. Moony is in a similar boat, though she is more directly rude. Its pretty clear to me that she still LIKES Ena, that's her friend! But she often makes Ena's emotional state worse or gets too impatient with her.

Also. The Enas being trans. Oh my god it makes so much sense and I feel a lot better about having it as a headcanon for both of them. I've always noticed how both Enas have their masculine voice as the more "tolerable"/positive side of her, but never thought of it as much beyond a coincidence. But it being tied to *expected gender roles* really just is an interpretation that blows my mind with how obvious it feels now. It really touches me in a way i can't explain, like "maybe I'm not crazy for drawing these parallels to myself (as both a trans and autistic experience)".

I can't think of much more to ramble on without getting nonsensical, maybe I'll reblog a continuation later, but I guess I just want to thank you?? For this interpretation?? I didn't even touch on the last sentence because I'm not sure if I'm reading it the way you intended. But it really did kind of touch me and has changed my view on ENA.

To sum it up: "wow, so i WASN'T weird for relating to Ena's experience in a trans autistic way (and for reading her treatment from others as racism)".

EDIT: I just realized I forgot to mention ANYTHING about the Purge Event... that entire section of the game has so much to it and makes me incredibly sad for ENA. The one npc here that especially discomforts me is that one guy on the ceiling i didn't know you could talk to, who says: "Come on; give me a smile. / You're bringing me down. / You're bringing us down." And Ena's entire thing she had going on during the party... i just don't know how to tie it back to the above themes. I'll ponder on this.

ENA (both iterations , but especially DBBQ) is very blatant surrealist representations of the absurd reality of being: some sort of autistic, transgender, immigrant , your existence is like some sort of implicated manifestation of your larger race, you are An Ena, you have different facets from yourself , the palatable ego and the less pleasant alter, both representations of the expected gender but also volatile and fragile stability of your mind under pressure to Perform, the servicial Ena, the demanding Ena, you struggle within your own individualism but the dualism is simply a Part of you you cant tear off without the risk of completely losing that body

[scytheaudio]

*pounces on your cloak* Hewwo, Reaperrrrrr-

Late night character question for you (and I'm trying to phrase this in a somewhat comprehensible way), but does V look healthy when Cheeky sees him again in A New Blade? When they were talking in Chapter 2, I kept picturing V as being a little haggard on account of him being away for so long and dealing with the new choir of voices in his head.

(I'm going to conspire with The Shmoo and break into the Void's Archives so I can get my lore fix raaaaaaaaaaaagh- actually no- I don't wanna run into the Advocate never mind-)

-🖤🐈‍⬛

Jokes on you! I'm wearing a biker jacket now! Keep ze cloak.

As L says...he looks like a crack head 🤣 I prefer to leave that to you lots imagination. Just think, dudes been living alone and going a little bit insane for the last 12 months whilst doing nothing but fighting the most dangerous enemies the corporation has to offer....dude gonna be a bit rough

[yyaktayak]

Heart& Soul -2🥢

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Giannis's POV

The stream ended with a bang. Her viewers were hyped, and the comment section was filled with heart-eye emojis, shipping her and Jimmy like crazy. But now that the screen was dark, and she was left in the quiet of her bedroom, a strange feeling lingered in the air—like something had shifted. It wasn't just the usual flirty back-and-forth with a guest. No, there was something different about the way Jimmy had looked at her, the way his words had landed just right, pulling at something deeper.

She sat back in her chair, checking her phone to see the flood of notifications from her followers, but there was one message that stood out—an unread text from a number she didn't recognize.

| Unknown

| Yo, Giannis. It's Jimmy. Had a blast tonight. You keep it 100, and I gotta admit, I'm impressed. Hope we can keep this going outside of the stream. Hit me up if you're down.

Giannis stared at the message for a few moments, biting her lip. It was casual, but there was something in the words, something in the way he didn't push her but still made it clear he wanted to talk more. Keep this going outside of the stream—the way he phrased it felt different from just a regular collab.

| Giannis🤍

| For sure. Had fun too. But I warn you, I'm a lot more than just a stream personality. Hope you're ready for the real Giannis.

She didn't wait long before his reply came in.

| Jimmy💙

| Trust me, I'm built for it. But, real talk—after tonight, I'm starting to think I might need a little more than a stream to keep up with you.

Giannis felt a little thrill shoot through her at the casual but confident tone of his message. She smirked, knowing exactly how to respond.

| Giannis🤍

| Is that a challenge, honey?

The phone buzzed almost immediately.

| Jimmy💙|

I wouldn't say it's a challenge ma. More like a warning. you'll figure that out soon enough.

She laughed softly to herself, her thumb hovering over the keyboard. This wasn't just playful banter anymore—it was like the walls between them had lowered, leaving room for something a little more personal. She wasn't sure if it was the flirtation, or if it was something deeper—something in the way he spoke to her. It felt real, not forced. And that was rare for her. She wasn't used to people being so direct with her, so sure of themselves, but Jimmy's confidence didn't come off as cocky. It was... just him being himself.

| Giannis🤍

| You really think you're ready for this side of me? You'll be surprised.

Her phone pinged with his reply, and she felt her pulse pick up just a little.

Jimmy💙

I like surprises. Especially when I know I'm gonna be the one to pull them off. Trust, I'll keep up. You don't have to worry about me.

Giannis smiled, her heart racing for reasons she couldn't quite put her finger on. There was something about his words, something about the way he didn't back down. He was drawing her in, piece by piece.

| Giannis🤍

| We'll see about that,"* she texted back. *"But I gotta ask... why the sudden interest in me? You've got your fans, your world... why take the time to talk to me?

She wasn't expecting an immediate response, but his reply came almost instantly.

| Jimmy💙

| Because you're different. You don't need to try hard. And honestly, I've been following your stuff for a while. I like how you move. You're real. People like that, especially in my world. Trust me, I know fake when I see it.

The words hit her like a wave, and for a moment, she found herself staring at the screen. *I know fake when I see it*—she appreciated that. It was hard to find genuine people, especially in the kind of industry she was in. But Jimmy's words felt like a validation. Not just about who she was online, but who she was beneath the surface.

| Giannis🤍

| You really think that? I mean, you don't know me like that yet.

His response was quick, and this time, his tone seemed a little softer.

| Jimmy💙

| I don't need to know everything to see what's real. You ain't putting on no show, Giannis. I can tell. And if you ever let someone close enough to see the real you, I think they'd be lucky to have that.

She felt a warm rush through her chest, her fingers typing quickly before she could stop herself.

| Giannis🤍

| Well, if you want to see the real me, you're gonna have to work for it.

Jimmy's response came with that familiar confidence, but this time it was laced with something else—something almost like sincerity.

| Jimmy💙

| I've never been one to shy away from putting in the work. You'll see. I'm not going anywhere.

Giannis couldn't help but smile at that. It was simple, but it felt like he was making a promise. And for some reason, she believed it. She had always kept her guard up, not letting anyone too close, especially guys who only saw her for the online persona she built. But Jimmy was different. He wasn't pushing, he wasn't trying too hard. He was just... there.

| Giannis🤍

|!Alright then. Guess we'll see what happens.

A few moments passed before he replied, and this time, his words hit a little harder.

| Jimmy💙

| Giannis, remember this: you don't have to be perfect. Just be real with me. That's all I need.

Her heart thudded against her chest. There was something so raw, so disarming in his message, that for a moment, she didn't know how to respond. It was the kind of honesty she wasn't used to receiving—especially not from someone she barely knew.

| Giannis🤍

I can do that

| Just don’t be surprised when you realize I’m not what you expected

The reply came in quick again, but there was something different in the way he phrased it. Like he was offering a challenge of his own.

|Jimmy💙

| I'm not looking for perfection, Giannis. I'm looking for you. And I've got a feeling you're exactly what I need right now. So don't worry about me being surprised.

The words lingered in her mind long after she set the phone down. For the first time in a while, she felt something deeper than just the thrill of flirting, of playful back-and-forth. It was like Jimmy saw her—*really* saw her—and she wasn't sure if she was ready for that. But somehow, she wasn't scared.

She didn't need to be perfect. She just needed to be herself.

And with Jimmy, she might just be able to do that.

---

Jimmy's POV

The night after the stream, Jimmy couldn't get Giannis off his mind. It wasn't just the way she looked on camera, the way she made every word sound like a challenge. It wasn't even the way she flirted with him, letting him think he had a shot. No, it was the honesty behind her eyes, the way she didn't play the game most people did.

And that was what had him hooked.

He didn't need her to be perfect. Hell, no one in his world was perfect. But with Giannis, he felt like he could be real—just *real* with her. That wasn't something he got often. And the more they texted, the more he realized he wasn't just looking for some casual thing. He was looking for something deeper.

He sat on his couch, staring at his phone. He'd been debating for a while, but finally, he typed out the message that felt right.

"Giannis, remember this: you don't have to be perfect. Just be real with me. That's all I need."

It wasn't just about her. It was about him too. He wasn't looking for someone to impress. He was just looking for someone to connect with. Someone who could understand what it was like to keep their guard up, to live in a world where everyone wore a mask.

And for the first time, Jimmy felt like he found someone who could see beyond his.

He sent the message and leaned back, waiting for her reply. Whatever came next, he knew one thing for sure: Giannis was worth the wait.

Heart&Soul

A/N: aye how y’all feel

[holidaygirl2412]

💬New Post from holidaygirl1224

Thankfully there were no cupcake related incidents today... though, I guess that's true most days, huh? XP In class today we had a period of free writing... which is code for "Ms. Alphys didn't prepare anything for the second half of the day" LOL She never checks the writing, so most students are just talking to each other... I'm probably one of the few that actually writes during this period. I've been trying to write more... and read more. I used to do both of those things a lot, I don't know why they ever got harder. Most of my writing energy these days ends up going to you guys, so I do hope I tell an interesting or funny story on my page from time to time XP I'm ABSOLUTELY too embarrassed to show any of my writing here, but... I think what I wrote today turned out nice? Again not that it matters, I'm the only person that'll ever see it X) The story was kind of romantic, kind of... horror? I guess? It was kinda spooky, at least. It was about a girl falling in love with a ghost, basically. If I ever get the guts, MAYBE I'll show you guys it...... but don't expect that anytime soon XD The only other person in class today I saw writing was Temmie... I couldn't see WHAT she was writing, but it kind of just looked like the same phrase over and over again. Maybe she was just being super artsy... I could see that being a cool poem or something...... or maybe she was just bored X)

[carriesthewind]

Right. So. The attachments to the motion for leave (the clownshoes' response to the judge's order to show cause).* I'm going to look at the declarations of the attorneys as our main text, and refer to the exhibits when they come up in the declarations.

(Also a bit of a correction: I said up-chain that the judge spent an hour and 45 minutes grilling Clownshoes at the last hearing, but it seems that it least part of that time was Plaintiff's counsel actually arguing about the substance of their original motion.)

This is getting long, so:

*And just to make sure we're all on the same page: an "order to show cause" is an order from the judge that says, "I think you may have done something I must or should sanction, this is your opportunity to either convince me you didn't do anything wrong and/or why you shouldn't be punished. Clownshoes responded to this order by filing a "motion for leave," which is an request to the judge to let you file something outside of the normal time to file it. In this case, they are asking the permission of the court to refile and substitute the "correct motion" for the "mistakenly filed draft."

And rather than look at these declarations sequentially, we are going to review them together, to see if we can smell the same bs the judge is smelling. We have two Declarations - one by Jennifer DeMaster, the attorney who actually filed the motion, and one by Christopher Kachouroff, lead counsel for the Defendants, aka Sir Clownshoes.

We're starting with Sir Clownshoes, of course. While DeMaster (wisely, imo) starts talking about the relevant facts in her first paragraph, Clownshoes spends the first two pages of an eight page declaration attempting to relitigate, again, his behavior at the last hearing.

'Against all odds and the interference of this Court, I heroically discovered a fact I could not have been aware of without extensive research: that this was all someone else's fault and I was a super good and careful writer and researcher!"

Put a pin in this.

Oh my god. I'm cringing into a pretzel. "It was unfair"?!?!

Don't say it was the court was acting unfairly in this context. Even if the court was being unfair, don't do it!

Even if you had told the court this was a mistakenly filed draft, it was perfectly fair the for judge to "rapidly examine [you] with detailed questions" about a filing YOUR NAME WAS ON.

But you admit you didn't even give the judge your "it was a draft" explanation at the hearing! Your argument is literally that the judge was too mean because she kept questioning you when you didn't have good answers and so it made you feel bad! :(

MY GOD MAN YOU'RE A TRIAL LAWYER. And your excuse is that you fold like tissue at the slightest bit of harsh questioning?!? Quit your job.

*deep breaths*

"AI" can't analyze "the logic of arguments."

"Some of these tools include Microsoft’s Co-Pilot, Westlaw, Google, X, and other platforms." Y'all. I can't with this one. I hope you understand why I just need to quote this sentence in full and then move on. Some statements we simply must acknowledge as existing in this same fragile universe as us, without attempting to understand them.

"I do not rely on AI to do legal research or find cases." They just magically appeared in our draft, your honor!

"During the hearing and in its order, the Court used the phrase 'generative artificial intelligence.' I have never heard of that phrase before and refer to artificial intelligence as simply 'AI'." Ah, a turn into the "I'm genuinely too stupid to sanction, your honor!" A classic move, but I think it's a little to late here.

...you upload cases and briefs into the bot in order to have it spit back out a "draft" for you?? Am I reading this correctly??

...is your brain really so slow and bad that you think that is better than just synthesizing the things yourself?

Sure, Jan.

A year?!? And. you still don't even know what it is called?!

And with that, we finally get to the actual relevant timeline for The Mysterious Case of the Mixed-Up Motions.

...but first I need to eat dinner.

Oh you idiots.

[blood-orange-juice]

I'm probably phrasing it very poorly but I still want to write it down

I'm doing Liloupar's questline and it strikes me how unique Genshin seelies are (if jinni are anything like the seelies. same goes for Remurian Sybilla)

There are stories of wish fulfillment of the evil kind in every culture. The type that ruins the person wishing in the end, because sometimes you simply shouldn't have certain things or there's a line at which you should stop.

It's usually done by the fae/unfeeling universe but Genshin also throws love into the equation. The beings that make a destructive wish possible also have boundless love for the person they help.

(normally magical beings that have boundless love for someone are righteous and won't let their beloved destroy themselves)

I don't think I've ever seen a story like that? It tickles me.

I wonder if that's actually one of the Big Themes? Not just lovers separated but love that destroys and harms the world around and often the beloved. Fontaine serial killer also rhymes. And then we have Parsifal's story and probably many others.

Also there's that theme of children's dreams being precious and wishes being precious. All while Teyvat has beings that can't wish for themselves but are incredibly powerful and their nature is to want to help. Why does Genshin world look like this. Why was it needed to create seelies.

*confused noises*

[screambirdscreaming]

Something that peeves me whenever I see another post going around with some variation on "autistic people take things literally which means we are the only people who communicate Clearly and Directly" is that - for any given statement, there is not one singular, agreed on, universal Literal Interpretation. If there was, none of this would be a problem!

The nature of language is that there's always some degree of interpretability. Words have several different meanings, often overlapping, and there's nuance of context, cultural references, and so on.

Faced with a statement, most people will quickly come up with an interpretation that to them makes the most sense. But if you asked a roomful of people to explain in detail their interpretations, everyone's would probably be a little different, even for a pretty simple statement. Regardless of whether those people are autistic! Everyone conceptualizes the world a little differently, and everyone has a unique personal history of all the language they've encountered, and these things effect our interpretations.

In order for communication to be workable, given this slosh in interpretability, there's another couple of processes that go on. As conversation goes on, people reassess if their initial interpretation matches up with additional context. If it doesn't, they revise it, or ask clarifying questions. And on the flipside of this process, the other person in conversation is tracking if your reactions make sense with *their* understanding of what they're trying to convey to you, and offering context or rephrasing things if it seems you're out of alignment.

These processes are social skillsets that are, like most social skillsets, not ever directly articulated or explained. Many people are bad at one or both. Sometimes you encounter someone who is really, notably good at it - the vaunted "good listener", who puts in the effort to really understand what you're trying to say, or that really excellent teacher who engages with you back and forth until you really get it. But a lot of the time, it's a sort of passive social friction - people just not getting each other.

Sometimes, you encounter someone whose brain works so much like yours that talking to them feels almost effortless - you just get each other. But that's a pretty rare occurrence for anyone. More often, as you get to know someone, you start to understand the shape of the way they interpret things and learn to account for it, so over time it's easier to make sense to each other.

It's honestly not uncommon in society for people to aggregate in groups of people who interpret things similarly, and who are thus easier to talk to, rather than actually building the skills of communicating across interpretation gaps. Particularly egregious are those groups of men who talk about Women as an incomprehensible monolith, but it turns up to a greater or lesser degree on a lot of levels.

I suspect this is the root of a lot of parenting problems - people who have never built this communication skillset, and relied on choosing friends who make sense to them without a lot of effort, and who are then totally unprepared to interact with a child who interprets things in ways they don't expect.

Obviously I can't speak to The Universal Typical Experience, not least because it doesn't exist. But in general I would posit that:

Most people, give or take a few assholes, are not trying to say things that are confusing. Most people think they are communicating clearly, because the first interpretation *they* would come up with on hearing one of their own sentences is the correct interpretation.

Many people are not very good at accounting for different ways people could interpret things they're saying. However, it is normal and polite social behavior to be somewhat flexible about this and forgiving of misunderstandings. If people are being shitty to you about not understanding them, they are assholes. And I wouldn't assume that the rest of the communication they have with everyone else they know goes totally smoothly for them.

I suspect there is a bit of an unfortunate feedback loop, where people have bad experiences when someone gets mad at them for not getting something, and learn to hide when they're confused. Which then leads to larger, more complicated misunderstandings, which other different people get upset at them about, because those people think they should have asked for clarification in the first place.

Truly you can't win with everyone. No one can win with everyone. There is no monolith of "neurotypical communication" which resolves all these contradictions - all those people you're lumping in together under "neurotypical" have just as much trouble with each other.

[antianakin]

That's... literally almost exactly what I'm saying?

Yes, the Jedi could not fix every single possible ill in the galaxy, ESPECIALLY small local injustices like what happened to Bix. There's corruption everywhere at every level, that's just a facet of life, and something that will never be completely stamped out. The Jedi cannot and SHOULD not be expected to be capable of keeping every single injustice from occurring, and the idea that they can or should be able to is exactly what Palpatine played on to convince people that they were failing and needed to be eliminated.

I don't think Andor is making statements about the Jedi. It's very very carefully avoiding ever having Force sensitive characters in the show or even MENTIONING Force sensitive people. The most we ever hear about are references to the Emperor, but I don't think there's even been mentions of Vader let alone discussion of the Jedi.

I DO think that Andor is one of the shows that has most encapsulated the themes and messages about attachment and commitment that the original Star Wars films were going for and one of the places we most see that message being gotten across in the films is through the Jedi characters (Obi-Wan, Yoda, Qui-Gon, Mace). So I do think that Andor really embodies Jedi values simply by being true to the values Lucas was choosing to instill in his own story.

And while the show isn't making any statements about the Jedi, it doesn't exist in a vacuum, and so you CAN look at it in the context of the other stories we've gotten with Jedi in them and the ways the Jedi's relationship to the galaxy has been represented elsewhere. Obi-Wan has an entire scene in Clone Wars where he discusses the issue of people in the galaxy NOT standing up for themselves and relying on the Jedi to do everything for them and how that's causing the war to drag on much longer than it should. It's the Jedi who fall while the Senate cheer later. And while the rebellion builds itself up without (much) Jedi assistance, it also DOES use the Jedi as a way to identify themselves. Their symbol is pretty clearly a modified version of the Jedi symbol. They all use "May the Force be with you" when going out on missions, which is a pretty Jedi specific phrase. And when they are their lowest, when the regular people in the rebellion are ready to give up, it's the Jedi they turn to for help. Bail and Mon Mothma turn to Obi-Wan, because int he darkest hour, they do still need a Jedi to help a shine a light. And Obi-Wan doesn't make it, but Luke DOES.

Luthen's big speech to Lonnie in season 1 does a lot of referencing to the idea of how there need to be heroes in addition to people in the shadows doing the ugly work in order for the rebellion to succeed. He's obviously referring specifically to Lonnie himself in the moment, but on a meta level it also feels like it's referencing people who will come along in the future, the Luke Skywalkers and Leia Organas and Han Solos. You can even argue that it may is referencing the Kanan Dumes and Ezra Bridgers or the Cal Kestises who all being VERY visible work as rebels, and their mere existence alongside the rebellion does seem to bring a lot of hope to those people. The Jedi can't do it by themselves, they NEED people to stand with them, but you can make just as much of an argument that the regular people can't necessarily do it by themselves, either. The Rogue One crew get the plans off of Scarif, and Luke never would've defeated the Death Star without their efforts, but their efforts would have meant nothing if Leia and Luke and Obi-Wan hadn't taken that baton and brought it across the finish line.

Andor is telling us that you need BOTH to bring down an Empire, and we've focused a lot on the heroes, so we're focusing now on the little people doing work in the shadows, without whom the heroes wouldn't be able to do their part. So while Andor isn't ABOUT the Jedi, I don't think it's entirely accurate to say that it's making the claim that the rebellion never needed the Jedi at all or that it proves that no one ever needed people like the Jedi.

I think it's fair to say that Andor, despite having no Jedi in the show, makes the greatest argument as to why the Galaxy needs the Jedi! I mean, look what happened to Bix!

See, that's not really how I take it. Andor is hardly the first piece of media to show the Empire being completely awful and showcasing that they're a force that needs to be stopped. The first piece of media to do that was A New Hope when it literally showed them massacring an entire ship, burning down the Lars home, torturing Leia, and then blowing up an entire planet.

The message that Andor is trying to send is much more about COMMUNITY and solidarity and commitment to a cause greater than yourself as being the things that will truly save you from oppression.

The way I connect it to the Jedi is that THIS IS WHAT KILLED THEM. People DIDN'T have a sense of community and solidarity and commitment to something greater than themselves. They RELIED on the Jedi to solve all of their problems and if anything bad happened to them at all, then it was the Jedi's fault for not stopping it somehow, despite all of the many many reasons why the Jedi logistically could not stop every single ill in the galaxy.

Things like what happened to Bix were likely happening every day even during the Jedi's hey day. Plenty of planets likely had corrupt officials in their local governments, and obviously plenty of normal people are just bad people who have no issue with hurting others for their own gain or pleasure. The Jedi cannot and should not be expected to somehow be able to keep all of it from happening. The Jedi RELIED on regular people being willing to stand up to corruption and oppression and injustice themselves. The Jedi were intended to be an INSPIRATION to others to fight back against their own darkness and the darkness around them, not the end all and be all of the solution to darkness.

And THAT'S what allows the Empire to fall eventually. The Jedi were gone, so people finally had to stand up to darkness on their own. There was no one left to hide behind and shield them from the consequences of their own cowardice. And not only do they stand up, but they ultimately win because we see them standing BESIDE THE JEDI. In Rebels, it's all of the regular people in the Rebellion working with both Kanan and Ezra that takes down Thrawn and saves Lothal. In the Original Trilogy, it's Luke using the Force and working alongside the other Rebel pilots that destroys the first Death Star and saves the Rebellion from total destruction.

What's interesting to me about the situation on Mina-Rau is that we see the community around them get scared and uncertain, same as we did on Ferrix, and we aren't entirely certain how the shop owner is going to react when the stormtroopers finally show up, but instead of falling prey to his own fears and selfishness the way Timm did last season, he actually STANDS UP and helps Brasso and Bix and Wil as much as he can. He gets them a way to escape, he refuses to sell them out, despite whatever he may or may not feel about them as undocumented immigrants. And it's not enough, obviously, it doesn't save Brasso or Bix, but it's still important that he DID make that choice to help them when he didn't have to and it put himself and his own family at risk to do it.

And that's what's important here. It's not a message that this is why the galaxy needs the Jedi, but a message that this is why it's important to continue to stand up for each other, to protect the people in your community, regardless of how you might feel about their choices or their politics personally. Maybe it won't save everyone, but that doesn't make it less worth doing. It's important for everyone, even regular people, to ACT like the Jedi, to have that compassion towards others, because THAT'S what's going to save us in the end, THAT'S what's going to defeat the darkness.

[lapdogchase]

fascinated and distressed by chase's disordered relationship with sexuality + his emotions abt his own trauma & abuse

thru the beginning of the show he doesn't even realize he's hot despite being objectively attractive. when he finds out he's hot he then realizes people pretend to be interested in him as a person in order to have sex with him and gets super upset about it

he starts having a bunch of meaningless sex as a coping mechanism when cameron leaves him. and also a lot of other times. whenever something bad happens, basically, he starts going out with a bunch of women, just to feel something, presumably

^to the extent where hes known within the hospital as a slut. and has had sex with an insane amount of nurses. as well as presumably women who are not at his place of work.

he says doing this made him hate himself so he stopped. it's the b-plot for an episode and then he's back having meaningless sex again by the end of the episode

even his coworkers know this about him. and have called it out, masters even says she thinks he doesn't respect women bc, in her words, he's with a different one every few days or maybe he finds comfort in meaningless relationships

goes back to having meaningless sex within weeks of getting stabbed. which is really bad for wound healing reasons too. genuinely it seems like such compulsive behavior for him considering he keeps doing it even when its objectively not only a bad idea but actively dangerous

house even directly says he's "a serial slut" because he's "terrified of intimacy." incredibly accurate assessment

his relationship with his sexuality reads so heavily as someone who thinks they're not good for anything else

see also: dissociation & avoidance

we know he has a lot of trauma especially in childhood- he never really gets into it let alone into how he Feels about it but what we know is already bad & that's just the stuff he's okay with sharing with his coworkers or patients

in general he's very avoidant of his own trauma- when he gets stabbed he says he "can't change what happened, can only make better choices from here" as if it was his own fault, and refuses thru the whole episode to acknowledge that being traumatized by this would be a really normal reaction that he is definitely having. instead he just blames himself

also, he dissociates from traumatic things that happen to him - says "there was a stabbing" rather than "i was stabbed" for instance

when he's talking abt his childhood trauma he does it in a very similar way - he talks about it very bluntly and doesn't ever get into how he actually feels about it.

see also: dr. fawn response

general passive willingness to go along with anything- when cameron says they should have sex in s3 he's surprised and then he just kinda goes along with it. not bc he didn't want to bc he obviously did, but he's just generally very much someone who does whatever other people want him to do. i feel like he and cameron both tend to seek validation thru sex in an unhealthy way that i'm still gnawing on like a dog with a bone i have to go rewatch s3 to really articulate it though

he has a sort of desperation for praise and approval especially from anyone he views as an authority figure. he does whatever authority figures tell him out of this idea that it'll bring him approval and therefore safety

like no matter what house does or says to him he doesn't argue or retaliate or anything. even when house punches him he collapses on the ground in pain and then just keeps talking about the patient like nothing happened.

the scene in 3.10 after house punches him where he's in the ddx room and house walks in and throws the file at him and chase is startled and tries to pretend he's not. and he looks up with this huge fuck ass bruise on his jaw swallows heavily and pretends not to be upset. and house asks if he got that looked at as if he wasn't the one to give it to him and chase just swallows and says he's fine. dr fawn response :(

[halfbaked00q]

Im soooo weak to when Bond is like casually being used or exploited at his expense for some ostensible Greater Good except the situation doesn't HAVE to come to that, not really, and he's so inured and even numb to it that he barely pays it any mind; meanwhile, Q absolutely minds and is very indignant on his behalf and works overtime to like either try to avert or forestall the situation before it gets to the point where Bond has to dig his own claws into more of his soft underbelly to offer up on the sacrificial alter of politics of all tawdry things, or to manufacture a way in which he does the needless "needful" so as to spare Bond at least one unnecessary additional wound upon his psyche.

bonus if Bond finds out and maybe after being angry or indignant about it - I don't need you to do my job for me, Q, this is what I'm here to do - and either Q tells him/lets slip or he deduces that like, this isn't Q thinking he can't get the job done, this is Q finding him precious and worthy of protecting, and like. he's just very in awe of that and does in fact feel very safe and cherished within the cradle of his Quartermaster's regard

[stubblesandwich]

[erinwantstowrite]

folks what is another way to say "recovering crash out" because i don't think peter would say this (because peter is from 2016ish), but i can not think of another word or way to say this meaning

[airenyah]

i need to talk about this line here for a second, because it's an attack on me personally. but not the english translation of it, no, it's the og thai line that really gets to me. because he says:

มันโอเค​นะเว้ย ที่จะมีความรักอ่ะ [man - oh-keh - ná wóiie • thêe - jà - mee kwaam rák - àh] it - okay - [particle] • that - will - be in love - [particle]

he specifically uses the term มีความรัก which is more like "to be in love". which means rather than "it's okay to love", this line is more accurately translated as:

It's okay to be in love.

and as someone who really really really struggles with self-acceptance for my own romantic feelings for others, this distinction is really important to me. i can deal with loving others. i love my family. i love my best friend (you really don't go here but hiiii @magsimags i love youuuu 😘 (i know you're rolling your eyes reading this as usual)(i don't care)(i love you)). i love my other close friend. i love my summer camp gang. i love my friend that style reminds me of. i love each and every single one of the friends i've made in this fandom over the past few years (you know who you are 💖). i KNOW it's okay to love. i do it all the time. loudly. as evidenced by the fact that i just HAD to tag my best friend in this post to publically tell her i love her even though she really doesn't care about my thai blorbos, just because i really couldn't NOT tag her to tell her i love her. anyway. i can love. loving is fine.

but to be in love??? that's a whole different story. having (in my case romantic) feelings for someone feels like a heavy burden. it feels humiliating. i hate it. i don't want it. it stresses me out. and the person i have feelings for especially can't ever know about it. see, i will talk about my crushes/romantic feelings, but mostly to family and friends (the better they know the person i have feelings for, the harder it gets for me to admit to it), and even then the word "be in love" won't ever come out of my mouth in my native language. in english it's easier, but in my native language i just can't say it. it feels heavy. it makes me cringe. being in love is horrible.

so when style said "it's okay to be in love" specifically? that was a punch to my gut. because this is a truth i have not yet managed to accept for myself. and if the person i had feelings for specifically told me "it's okay to be in love" so firmly and so earnestly? yeah, i would crumble too