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when the leader just says a character’s name and they reply “got it” and do their thing, like taking down a whole room or or using their powers, without having to be told what to do exactly

generally, non-verbal communication that goes perfectly

chaotic conversation lapping over each other, with comedic lines barely audible in the chaos

slice of life moments where the characters are just showing off to each other with their unique skillset and having flashy play-fights

easy-going banter

As a matter of fact, I know of a very fun one from the Nart Sagas of the Caucasus region — the tale of Alimbeg’s Daughter, which I adapted into a comic a few years ago.

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I guess that's why I seem to be the only person losing their fucking minds about Byakuya, the epitome of formality, who always called Ichigo by the full form "Kurosaki Ichigo" has now referred to him as simply "Kurosaki"

And let's not forget that Byakuya only used Yobisute with Rukia and Renji.

Never, ever with anyone else..

I don't know about the rest of you but for me Byakuya can play Koto.

His mother taught him.

Which, by the way, would be a nice way to build up one more Ukitake Clan headcanon.

Because regular families could be brought into Nobility by the Head of the Main Clan for Outstanding Services and whatnot.

The Kuchiki Clan is one that's kinda implied to be patrons of the Arts alongside with their Historians of the Seiretei side...

Imagine if Jushiro Ukitake's parents were famous for being the absolute best Koto players in the entire Soul Society, being able to bring anyone to tears with the ethereal quality of their music...

The Head of the Kuchiki Clan at the time gave them the title of Retainers, bringing them into the extended Kuchiki Estate grounds, reserved for the Retainer Clans.

Their true loyalty would have won them the rank of First amongst the remaining retainers...

Ukitake Kaori was easily accepted as the intended wife for Kuchiki Sōjun because of her manners, elegance, beauty and power.

She also brought that artistic talent of Koto playing with her, intending to pass it on to her son.

Except Byakuya is only four years old when she tragically dies in battle.

Nevertheless, Byakuya is nothing if not a loving son to the memory of Kaori, taking to learn to play the Koto with Ukitake Jushiro himself.

His talent became obvious, becoming one of the highest honours to be able to say Kuchiki Byakuya played his mother's Koto for you.

And on the winter of 2001, as farewell gift for the one that had sacrificed everything for Soul Society, Byakuya invites Ichigo to his private garden.

Renji and Rukia sit beside Ichigo, but slightly behind, biting their lips to contain their sadness...

Byakuya sits right across Ichigo playing his mother's Koto. The melody carries all the sadness they feel, Byakuya plucking at the strings as if he was plucking at his own heart.

Afterwards they sit on the white wooden bench under Kuchiki Kaori's Sakura tree as Isamu, Byakuya's loyal servant, takes a photo of the four of them.

The Koto lays across their laps...

Byakuya never plays the instrument even once for 17 months...

Finally, in the Spring of 2017, Byakuya sits on the porch of their home in Lillehammer, staring at the Mjøsa lake, and he plays once more.

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Cambridge professor of sociology Jason Arday is accused of plagiarism by another academic

the accuser is a "race realist" who believes that in a true meritocracy all university professors would be white. this is somehow not acknowledged much during the entire ordeal

this leads to several days of media coverage demanding an investigation, or that Arday is expelled from his post immediately

somehow this accusation that has no effect on the lives of 99.99% of the population becomes FRONT PAGE NEWS in all the newspapers for multiple days, above anything else happening in the UK or the world at large

following intense media scrutiny, Arday resigns his post as a Cambridge professor

today, august 14th, days after resigning, Arday is found dead at his home in Battersea

This is the Zionist who wrote an entire hit piece on how Black academics are not smart because Black people are an inferior race. He wrote an entire paper on how white people and Jews are the only superior races in this world and that anyone Black who had a position or standing in academia was essentially a fraud. He started this witch hunt on the basis of Zionism and white supremacy and this is a very common fucking occurrence in academia.

All because he was passed over for the position Arday was in at Cambridge.

And, yeah, if you're trying to convey the hesitance, fear, and eventual sucking-it-up that seems to be going on in the scene, that's great.

But.

The tiktok ended with, "see? Showing is ALWAYS better." And I just...

Friends & enemies, that's how you end up with that insufferable always-showing always-active YA writing style that does not know when to just shut up and say "she opened the door".

Because, yeah, I'll say it. Sometimes "she opened the door" IS better. Sometimes, the act of opening the door is literally just announcing a setting change, and you don't need to focus on it.