#nonviolent communication

It's been three long years of this story... I can't believe it. I never imagined it was going to take me this long to complete a story that was originally a one chapter thing that was then supposed to be about six chapters long. In the end, it has turned into a three year fanfic that is still ongoing (yes, it will be completed) and one that has brought me so much joy and help throughout the years.

I'm lowkey laughing at myself that this fanfic has taken nearly the same amount of time it has taken for BTSV to be out. 😭

It's crazy, but I just want to say thank you to everyone who has shown love to the fanfic. It means so much to me. 🤎🫶🏼

I don't have an update for you today and probably won't have one for a hot minute because I haven't written anything since my last update in December due to life, but I genuinely wish to complete the story and so, it may take me some time to become acquainted with it yet again and pick up where I left off.

To the lovely people who have sent me asks regarding my well being, I'm alive and healthy. Thank you for thinking about me! 🥰🤎 Also, I'm sorry for disappearing. I had no desire to be online the first few months of the year. Too much was going on in the world and truly, I had no inspiration to write.

The last couple of months have been rough in regards to family, unfortunately, but I won't go into details. It would be a far longer post than it already is, but what I can say is that things are better now thank God and it's why I felt ready to return.

With that, I'll end this post. Thank you again for reading this and for the love to the fanfic. I hope you're all doing well and taking care of yourselves. 🥰

NEW NONVIOLENT COMMUNICATION FAN ART ALERT @greensagephase SHAKING YOU VIOLENTLY

this is the first full rendered piece i’ve drawn in five months i hope it’s properly devastating for everyone. i’m trying to get another drawing for NC started rn that’s equally if not more devastating so stay tuned for that 😘 anyways chapter 17 is so fucking devastating this is my payback in combination with the other drawing that i am contemplating evil plotting the BEASTS and DEMONS are getting me gawd damn it. i need to squeeze miguel and chew on him like a squeaky toy esp in NC he’s so sad i just wanna hold him and comfort him but also like maaybe blow him up??? sick and twisted but that’s just how i am… heh

i can imagine him in the middle of a groove and then he gets caught PROBABLY NOT SUPER IN LINE WITH HIS CHARACTER BUT I LOVED TO THINK OF IT. SUPER GOOFY,,,

Intro to this series

Okay. I'm starting with one you might not immediately think is relevant to you if you haven't personally misused this phrase, but the impacts of its misuse are pretty huge and absolutely everyone can benefit from its appropriate use as an actual communication skill, so I hope you'll at least read some of it, and maybe reblog it for others to learn from.

The way you've heard it used: "Feelings aren't facts, so your feelings are wrong, they have no place in this discussion, and I don't care about them."

What this does: Shuts down discussion and implies the idea that feelings have no place in communication. Condescending, dismissing. A retort used to end a conversation.

You might also think it's meant to be used as a sort of silent affirmation to tell yourself to simply "stop" feeling an inconvenient emotion.

This is not what it means! In fact, this is pretty much the complete opposite of how it's meant to be understood and used. And it hurts the people who were supposed to use it to improve how they relate to others.

Let's get a few things cleared up, and then I'll tell you why knowing this should matter to you, and why the social media era that has misused it actually makes it more relevant than ever to the average person.

then i look at my little list of universal human needs and imagine how the interlocutor in question might be speaking from a place of one of those unmet needs until i calm down

On AO3 by nightraven777

Chapter 16

Nonviolent Communication

A day later, Dean was confined to the safety of his room to give ample time for his wounds to heal- under Cas’s orders. Begrudgingly, he sat in bed with his legs crossed, head propped up with one hand next to where his laptop rested, screen lit up with Sam’s overly-zoomed-in face. They’d been talking for fifteen minutes or so already, and Dean was getting irritated with the fluctuating temperature in his room because he was too lazy to get up and fix the damn thermostat. And all he’d done in the said time was complain about Cas coddling him.

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The more I think about the decision I'm making, the more solidified I feel about it. It feels right, and I trust myself to make this final call.