#sociability

[philosophybits]

Under any circumstances, sociability is the greatest advantage in the struggle for life.

Peter Kropotkin, Mutual Aid

[redeyeflyguy]

Wonderful Things That May or May Not Be Wonderful!!! Orange. A color of marigolds, pumpkins, and traffic cones. A color that grabs your attention and never lets go, for better and for worse. It is a color of creativity and sociability yet also insincerity and cheapness. It is a wonderful hue even if it doesn’t rhyme with anything.

[fabiansteinhauer]

Sozialbar

Allein in der Bar. Ohne Aufsicht. Die Frau nicht da. Nur Ralf ist da, ihm gehört die Bar. Wohl wahr. Der Besuch der bibliotheca nationale ist kein Ersatz für Nachtlokale (Warburg jr.). nEver.

[quietnqueer]

Sexuality and sociability are inextricably linked in our society - hence why asexuality is often associated with social awkwardness.

[ecrivonsdemain]

SÉANCE # 6 – AU-DELÀ DES FILTRES : ÊTRE VRAI SUR INTERNET 

Chers internautes, 

Nous vivons dans un monde qui est de plus en plus connecté, l’identité numérique est devenue un pilier incontournable de notre vie. En effet, l’identité numérique englobe nos interactions avec les réseaux sociaux, les forums de discussion ainsi la façon dont nous pouvons nous présenter en ligne. Cependant, elle ne se limite pas seulement à une présentation de soi-même, mais elle révèle la manière dont nous sommes perçus par les autres et comment nous interagissons avec autrui. Nous allons explorer l’importance de l’identité numérique, les défis liés à la sécurité et à la confidentialité des données personnelles des utilisateurs. 

L’article journalistique « Pas d’identifiant numérique sans débat ni transparence » aborde des questions sur la transparence, la sécurité ainsi que la confidentialité, mais dans le contexte de l’identité numérique (Khelil et Pineau, 2023). Cet article met en lumière les inquiétudes liées à la mise en marché du système d’identifiant numérique, comme le Service québécois d’identifiant numérique (SQIN). Il met en évidence les risques liés à la vie privée des utilisateurs, la sécurité et la confidentialité (Khelil et Pineau, 2023).

L’identité numérique est également une question de sécurité et de confidentialité et ces questions nous concernent tous. Effectivement, la protection de nos données personnelles est un enjeu très important dans l’ère numérique actuelle. L’identité numérique peut avoir est aussi une question de respect envers les autres. Nos interactions en ligne peuvent avoir un impact réel sur les autres utilisateurs, c’est pourquoi il est important de s’assurer que nos actions en ligne représentent nos valeurs et notre respect envers autrui.  

Bref, l’identité numérique est un aspect essentiel dans notre présence en ligne. Non seulement elle dévoile qui nous sommes, mais aussi comment nous coexistons avec les autres citoyens. De ce fait, il est crucial de prendre au sérieux les questions de sécurité et de confidentialité.  

J’aimerai connaître vos expériences et réflexions sur le sujet de l’identité en ligne.  

À bientôt ! 😊

Khelil, L. et Pineau, A (2023, 24 octobre). Pas d’identifiant numérique sans débat ni transparence. Le Devoir. 

[whetstonefires]

You know what I realize that people underestimate with Pride & Prejudice is the strategic importance of Jane.

Because like, I recently saw Charlotte and Elizabeth contrasted as the former being pragmatic and the latter holding out for a love match, because she's younger and prettier and thinks she can afford it, and that is very much not what's happening.

The Charlotte take is correct, but the Elizabeth is all wrong. Lizzie doesn't insist on a love match. That's serendipitous and rather unexpected. She wants, exactly as Mr. Bennet says, someone she can respect. Contempt won't do. Mr. Bennet puts it in weirdly sexist terms like he's trying to avoid acknowledging what he did to himself by marrying a self-absorbed idiot, but it's still true. That's what Elizabeth is shooting for: a marriage that won't make her unhappy.

She's grown up watching how miserable her parents make one another; she's not willing to sign up for a lifetime of being bitter and lonely in her own home.

I think she is very aware, in refusing Mr. Collins, that it's reasonably unlikely that anyone she actually respects is going to want her, with her few accomplishments and her lack of property. That she is turning down security and the chance keep the house she grew up in, and all she gets in return may be spinsterhood.

But, crucially, she has absolute faith in Jane.

The bit about teaching Jane's daughters to embroider badly? That's a joke, but it's also a serious potential life plan. Jane is the best creature in the world, and a beauty; there's no chance at all she won't get married to someone worthwhile.

(Bingley mucks this up by breaking Jane's heart, but her prospects remain reasonable if their mother would lay off!)

And if Elizabeth can't replicate that feat, then there's also no doubt in her mind that Jane will let her live in her house as a dependent as long as she likes, and never let it be made shameful or awful to be that impoverished spinster aunt. It will be okay never to be married at all, because she has her sister, whom she trusts absolutely to succeed and to protect her.

And if something eventually happens to Jane's family and they can't keep her anymore, she can throw herself upon the mercy of the Gardeners, who have money and like her very much, and are likewise good people. She has a support network--not a perfect or impregnable one, but it exists. It gives her realistic options.

Spinsterhood was a very dangerous choice; there are reasons you would go to considerable lengths not to risk it.

But Elizabeth has Jane, and her pride, and an understanding of what marrying someone who will make you miserable costs.

That's part of the thesis of the book, I would say! Recurring Austen thought. How important it is not to marry someone who will make you, specifically, unhappy.

She would rather be a dependent of people she likes and trusts than of someone she doesn't, even if the latter is formally considered more secure; she would rather live in a happy, reasonable household as an extra than be the mistress of her own home, but that home is full of Mr. Collins and her mother.

This is a calculation she's making consciously! She's not counting on a better marriage coming along. She just feels the most likely bad outcome from refusing Mr. Collins is still much better than the certain outcome of accepting him. Which is being stuck with Mr. Collins forever.

Elizabeth is also being pragmatic. Austen also endorses her choice, for the person she is and the concerns she has. She's just picking different trade-offs than Charlotte.

Elizabeth's flaw is not in her own priorities; she doesn't make a reckless choice and get lucky. But in being unable to accept that Charlotte's are different, and it doesn't mean there's anything wrong with Charlotte.

Because realistically, when your marriage is your whole family and career forever, and you only get to pick the ones that offer themselves to you, when you are legally bound to the status of dependent, you're always going to be making some trade-offs.

😂 Even the unrealistically ideal dream scenario of wealthy handsome clever ethical Mr. Darcy still asks you to undergo personal growth, accommodate someone else's communication style, and eat a little crow.

[orphancookie69]

Evidation: My Big 5 Personality Survey Results!

My (former) friend got me onto this app that gives you $10 for 10,000 points that you can turn into money (or donations). This is in exchange for your input for medical studies. You can also tie this to other health apps for extra points! 

Before we get any further, I would suggest downloading the app: https://apps.apple.com/us/app/evidation-reward-health/id793039965

This app actually has a lot of perks, so I am shocked as I am writing this how this has not been a tumblr blog sooner. And yet, I will let you discover the multitude of joys on this app. What I am here to talk about is me! 

Recently, a couple of personality tests came up for the following areas of one’s personality: 

Conscientiousness: Organization, Productiveness, Responsibility

Extraversion: Sociability, Assertiveness, Opposite of Introversion

Agreeableness: Compassion, Respectfulness, Trust in Others

Openness: Intellectual Curiosity, Creative Imagination

Neuroticism: Anxiety and Depression Tendencies

So, part of why I started this blog that has turned into gaming and marketing experimentation was so that one could read my blog and get to know me. So, what are my numbers? 

Numbers are just numbers right? Let’s attach some explanation to them: 

Conscientiousness (28): Those with high levels of conscientiousness tend to work hard to achieve their goals and complete tasks they’ve started. They also tend to get higher grades in school and perform better in many jobs, but are more likely to experience perfectionism and fear of failure. 

Extraversion (20): Those with low levels of extraversion tend to be less social or outgoing. They think carefully before speaking, enjoy time alone or with a few close friends, and are less likely to take part in thrill-seeking activities. If you’re low in extraversion, you may want to focus on keeping up your relationships. Research has found that social relationships may be just as important for a long and healthy life as not smoking, and even more important than being physically active!

Agreeableness (36): Those with high levels of agreeableness tend to be considerate and polite in social interactions. They prefer to resolve conflict by working together or letting things go, and find it easy to trust people and feel compassion towards others. Being higher in agreeableness may relate to a lower likelihood of engaging in risky behaviors, such as drunk driving. You may also be more likely to engage in healthy coping strategies when you’re stressed, such as seeking social support or reframing a stressful situation positively.

Openness (35): Those with high levels of openness are generally open to new activities and ideas. They tend to be creative, curious, and sensitive to art and beauty. If you’re high in openness, and thus enjoy exploring new activities and ideas, you may be more motivated to stick with a varied physical activity schedule than a familiar routine.

Neuroticism (14): Those with low levels of neuroticism may be less likely to experience negative emotions, and might tend to experience more balanced feelings and reactions during stressful situations. Low scorers may also experience a lot of optimism and resilience. Some research suggests that individuals who are low in neuroticism may be less likely to seek medical attention when experiencing symptoms. Make sure you keep up with your doctors’ appointments and have a healthcare provider investigate any new symptoms you may be experiencing. 

So, let’s resay this in basic English: 

I am a hardworking perfectionist. I don’t keep up with a lot of people but the ones I do keep up with, I am a party and a half. If I don’t know you like that you would not believe it. I am very polite and respectful, and have often been called “The Peace Keeper”. I am great in conversation for having an open mind and love a bit of variety. I work hard to be a positive person, but there are times I don’t worry enough about things. 

This is pretty on point. I love this as a self assessment, compared to doing one based on astrology or something more complicated like Meyers Brigg test. Where do you think you would score on each? Have you downloaded the app yet? 

[bhb-equanimitimmarcescible]

« Vos enfants naîtront dans un monde avec deux soleils (astre et fusion nucléaire). Ils ne connaîtront jamais plus la guerre pour les ressources. Vous pourrez leur dire que vous vous souvenez de l'époque où la Terre suffoquait, sans étoile brillante dans le ciel et sans animaux dans les contrées et où les gens craignaient la vie sans courant. Vous pouvez leur dire que nous étions seuls à y croire, que nous ne pouvions pas montrer le projet expérimental avant bien des décennies et nous dire : "Il y a une porte de sortie au réchauffement climatique, et un accès à une évolution de la civilisation". Un jour, les enfants du nouveau soleil pourront raconter à vos enfants le jour où tout le monde a saisi l’enjeu et réalisé que nous n'étions que des locataires de ce monde. Nous avons reçu un nouveau bail et un avertissement. #Hope23 #energysupply #food #children #healthcare #education #sociability #informationaccess #knowledge #culture #transmission #tolerance #solidarity #labour #commoninterest #mutualtrade #wealth #progress #prosperity #peace #felicity https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm7r31xNLbp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[thegodwithinblog]

I really don't think any of us can tell exactly what the other person is going through, what they feel, and the issues they have in their private lives.  It is really important to have this in mind, to stop and perceive, and to stop judging.  Sometimes people act the way they shouldn't due to something they are struggling with.  

I am not condoning it.  I am just remind us all that very often it happens that we may become angry, upset, frustrated with others without fully understanding them.  Sometimes it is good for our own development as human beings to step back, clear our minds, and not be so quick to judge others.

[beescake]

i am in love with your sollux i think

sollux love party :]

if you’re interested heres some of my personal fondness thoughts on him.. big warning for the mega long read ahead aye

as we alr know sollux's rejection of participation somewhat mirrors dave's rejection of heroism, but even without getting cooked to completion i still find sollux's character v compelling beyond the fourth wall

as someone who doesnt get a pinch of that Protagonist Sparkle to begin with, he can openly say he wants to leave anytime…. and unlike dave, he actually Can leave the scene anytime. but he can never be truly Free from the story via permanent character death like the other trolls.

his irrelevancy is indeed relevant - he’s there so u can point him out.

while his image is intended to be a relic of past internet subculture, his role is not only about hehehaha being a Chad or a 2000s cyberforum 2²chan haxxor ragequit gamebro.

his continued existence also happens to add a Bit to the overarching themes of homestuck! a Bit that gives him longer-lasting thematic relevance compared to the trolls who could’ve had more character potential but didnt get to survive beyond the main story.

the Bit in question:

his defiance contributes to the illusion of agency (treating characters = people with autonomy). he’s “aware” of it, and that recognition is worth noting enough to forcibly keep him alive as both reward and punishment.

considering how his personality & classpect is designed its definitely a very haha thing for hussie to do LOL. he’s made to be op asf so he's resigned to doing dirty work, gradually deteriorating along the way but never truly dying. as fans have mentioned before, him openly rejecting involvement after a while of grim tolerance is like if the sim u were controlling suddenly stopped, looked up and gave u the finger while u were step six into the walkthrough for Every Possible Sim Death Animation.

but since he’s just a sim… the more he hates it, the more you keep him around. if ur sim started complaining abt your whimsical household storyline you’d definitely keep that little fuck.

but yeah i like that sollux is just idling. the significance of his presence being that one dude who's always reliably Somewhere, root core Unchanged, no individual ambitions (possibly due to fear of consequence?), and design-wise: a staple representative product of his time.

compared to dirk's character, who has aged phenomenally well into the present (themes of control + AR + artificial intelligence, clearer exploration around navigating relationships/sexuality, infinite possibilities of self-splinterhood and trait inheritance), sollux's potential is really... contained. bitter. defeatist. limiting and frustrating in the way old tech is.

the world continues moving on to shinier, brighter, more advanced automated things - minimalist and metaverse or whatever but sollux is still here 🧍‍♂️ going woohoo redblue 3d. (tho personally i imagine his vibe similar to what the kids call cassette futurism on pinterest mixed w more grimy grunge insectoid influences eheh)

conceptually-speaking,

at the foundation of it all, the rapid pace of modern development was built off the understanding of ppl like sollux in the past, who were There actively at work while the dough was still beginning to rise

thats one of the cool things abt the idea of trolls preceding humans! the idea that trolls like sollux excelled back when lots of basic shit still needed to be discovered, building structures like networks and codes from scratch, and humans will eventually inherit and reinvent that knowledge in ways that become so optimized it makes the old manual effort seem archaic, slow, and labour-intensive.

but despite information/resources/shortcuts being more accessible now, much of the new highly-anticipated stuff released on trend still end up unfinished, inefficient, or expiring quickly due to cutting corners under severe capitalistic pressures

meanwhile, some of the old stuff frm past generations of thorough, exploratory and perfectionistic development still remains working, complete, and ever so sturdy.

those things continue to exist, just outside our periphery with either:

zero purpose left for modern needs (outdated/obsolete)

or

far too important to replace or destroy, bcs of its surprisingly essential and circumstantial usefulness in one niche specific area.

which are honestly? both points that sum up sollux pree well.

dramatic ending sorry. anw are u still on the fence or are u Sick abt him like me </3

[lenumeror]

SÉANCE #05 — La sociabilité numérique : une réelle connexion !

« Réseaux sociaux, forums, blogs, chats, messageries instantanées… la sociabilité est au cœur de nombreuses pratiques initiées grâce aux technologies numériques […] De ce point de vue, celles-ci peuvent être considérées comme des technologies de rencontre. L’offre en ce domaine s’est considérablement élargie. L’apparition de ces nouveaux dispositifs de communication et leur diversification sont corrélées avec des modalités inédites de mise en contact et d’échanges entre les individus » (Compiègne, 2014).

La notion de « sociabilité » va être ici centrale dans notre réflexion. Elle est inhérente à la sociologie puisqu’elle traite des relations que les individus entretiennent entre eux. Ces relations varient selon de nombreux facteurs tels que des facteurs sociaux, économiques ou encore démographiques.

Avec l’apparition des médias sociaux dans les années 90 et en particulier des réseaux sociaux numériques, des liens amicaux, amoureux ou encore professionnels ont émergé de ces interfaces et se sont transposés dans la vie réelle, élargissant ainsi notre cercle de connaissances.

Prenons un exemple concret. J’envisageais il y a quelques mois un échange universitaire à l’étranger et afin de me faire une idée de ce que pouvait être cette expérience, je suis entrée en contact avec quatre étudiantes ayant déjà tenté l’aventure. Nous avons pris contact à travers la plateforme Instagram et suite à nos nombreux échanges sur la plateforme, nous nous sommes rencontrées le dimanche 02 octobre 2022 lors d’un brunch, afin de prolonger les conversations et liens créés sur le réseau social numérique.

On constate ainsi que de nos jours, la frontière entre virtualité et réalité n’est pas si cloisonnée (Prof De SES, 2020). Les interactions et propos tenus en ligne (quand ils sont nourris de manière bidirectionnelle) ont bel et bien un impact dans la réalité (rencontre, maintien de liens ect…). En témoigne d'autant plus l’image Des amis 2.0 : les mutations de la sociabilité : la conversation virtuelle établie sur smartphone entre les protagonistes, reconnaissables grâce à leur avatar, est comme sortie de l’écran pour mener à une réelle entrevue.

Au cœur du système du web 2.0 ou web social, les réseaux sociaux numériques jouent un rôle illustre dans l’évolution de la sociabilité. Ils font désormais partis de notre vie sociale au sens large et permettent de prolonger et d’influer sur nos liens hors ligne.

[fabiansteinhauer]

Sozialisierbar/ Sozialbar

1.

João Tiago Freitas Mendes (ein Gast) hat im 'mobilen jour fixe' des Max-Planck-Institutes für Rechtsgeschichte und Rechtstheorie vor einem diesmal angeschwollenen Publikum (es waren mehr da als sonst) ein Projekt über das Recht und die Gesellschaft vorgestellt, das um den Begriff und das Konzept der sociability kreist-

Das Projekt kreist im durchgehenden und anhaltenden Sinne des Wortes, das Projekt dreht sich auch elliptisch, krisenhaft und kreischend als Linie um Linien, die Gesellschaft und Recht sowohl assoziieren als auch trennen sollen. Etwas sei getrennt, sagt unser Gast, etwas sei assoziiert, auch das sagt er. Etwas soll sich ändern. So soll es sein.

Should be, should be: some sharp should-bes zogen durch den Raum, wie Gerüchte, die das normative Material sind. Ein scharfer und klarer Schwarm Soll seiender Schuldbienen, die manchmal stechen, manchmal stäuben oder sogar bestäuben: das war im Raum gestern, geliefert durch die Lektüre von Texten zum Recht, zur politischen Philosophie und Sprachphilosophie, die der Gast zu einem Reigen macht, an dem sociability historisch ausgerichtet wurde und weiter ausgerichtet werden soll.

An den Grenzen des Rechts und der Gesellschaft, so der Gast, stimme etwas nicht, teilweise erscheine das Unstimmige sogar stimmlos, ohne Stimme und ohne sich verständlich machen zu können. Das soll sich ändern, wie etwa ein Recht, das bislang unverständlich bliebe und eine Gesellschaft, die sich nicht mehr auf das Recht einliesse. Die Konflikte im Hintergrund und von außerhalb des Raumes, in dem wir saßen, summten oder brummten sogar, wie Elephanten im Raum: Krach und Schreie, Stotterndes und schnell Gepresstes darüber, wie man etwas sagen müsse, um vor Gericht oder in der (Rechts-)Wissenschaft hörbar zu sein oder sich überhaupt aufhalten zu dürfen mit Reden, Schreiben, Lesen oder Denken. Weil das Projekt des Gastes dringlich ist, waren mehr da als sonst.

2.

Der Gast ist dabei unter anderem an zwei Dingen besonders interessiert, nämlich Klärung (die er rhetorisch/ poetisch über den Begriff claritas fasst) und simplicity (simplicitas). Mitten im Haufen einer Abteilung für Rechtstheorie, die sich den Titel gibt, multiplizit zu sein und in der einige (u.a. me) sitzen, die die Verkomplizierung von Konflikten als Technik sehen, die Welt zauderhaft und verzögernd zu bestreiten (etwa, um Zeit und Raum zu gewinnen), dreht einer den Spieß um und fordert Klärung und Simplizität ein, behauptet: so gewinnen wir noch viel mehr Zeit und viel mehr Raum. Wir hatten gestern einen Maulwurf unter uns! Einen Agenten dessen, was wir bekämpfen und gegen das wir antreten. Wie konnte das denn nur passieren, dass so einer, dessen Werte wir nicht teilen, plötzlich unter uns sitzt? Ganz einfach: Wir haben ihn eingeladen, um mit ihm Werte zu teilen, solche Werte mit ihm notfalls erst zu zerteilen und mit ihm dann zu verteilen.

Der mobile jour fixe wird von Juristinnen und Juristen organisiert. Hier machen wir uns den Prozeß, gerade wenn wir noch keine Werte teilen und solange Werte noch nicht verteilt sind.

3.

Wir sind nicht mit allen Wassern gewaschen, noch nicht, könnte erst demnächst der Fall sein. Aber mit ein paar Wassern schon. Unter anderem mit brasilianischem Wasser und Warburgschen Wachen, Wogen und Wagen, also mit einem Wasser, das Welle macht. Wir mussten gestern schlucken, und wir haben des getan, wir haben, wie guterzogene Anthropofage das tun, den Gast verschlungen.

Wir übersetzen nun unseren Gast. Sociability übersetzen wir nicht mit gesellschaftsfähig, nicht mit salonfähig oder anschlussfähig. Wir übersetzen das mit Sozialisierbarkeit, denken kurz gesagt sozialisierbar oder sozialbar (so, wie Vismann die Lesbarkeit als ein gecancelltes und damit schanzendes, Chancen geben und nehmen lassendes Lesen las.

Das Sozialisierbare und die Sozialbar erscheinen in Räumen und Zeiten, die bar jeder Gesellschaft und Bar jeder Gesellschaft sind. Wir sind unter anderem mit Berliner Wassern gewaschen und kennen die Bar jeder Vernunft (steckte ohnehin mal ein Brandi dahinter). Daran denken wir, wenn wir an Joãos Konzept denken. Das Sozialisierbare und die Sozialbar erscheinen an Orten und zu Zeiten, an denen jede Gesellschaft durchgehend und anhaltend abwesend oder anwesend sein kann, als Ort bar jeder Gesellschaft, ohne jede Gesellschaft. Und es erscheint an Orten und Zeiten, die für jede Gesellschaft da sind, also mit und für jede Gesellschaft. Wie singt Helge Schneider? Allein in der Bar. Schon da ist er sozialbar.

2.

Wir verschlingen João Tiago Freitas Mendes, indem wir ihn übersetzen und in der Übersetzung seinen Text versetzen. We may miss him. Die Übersetzung, die wir machen, setzt keine hylemorphistische Architektur (keinen überwölbenden Schutzschirm) voraus. Das heißt, dass der Inhalt seines Textes nicht über dem Zeitraum thront, in dem dann Portugal an einer Ecke und Deutschland an einer anderen Ecke liegt und man Zeit braucht, um von hier nach da zu kommen. Kein Inhalt wacht darüber, dass in der Übersetzung nichts zerbricht. Wir versuchen, seine Worte wie Porzellan zu behandeln, aber auch wie jedes Material, also auch wie wertvolle Sandkörner, gute Butter oder Gänsefedern. Die Formen wachen darüber, dass nichts zerbricht, was nicht schon gebrochen ist und nichts verklebt wird, was noch nicht verklebt wurde. Nur thront kein Inhalt über Portugal und Deutschland, der uns bei der Übersetzung beschirmt. Die Übersetzung verkettet Formen mit Formen und reproduziert damit noch, was die Formen an Formlosigkeit durchziehen.

Wir übersetzen sociability mit sozialisierbar/ sozialbar, weil João Tiago Freitas Mendes in der Form eine Imagination liefert, die wir für stark bewehrt, geradezu rigide und erst mit der Rigidität für flexibel halten, weil auch die Rigidität erst durch die Flexibilität, nämlich durch eine Verbiegung oder Verbeugung vor und mit Texten der politischen Philosophie und juristischer Autoren erscheint.

Das Konzept ist sperrig, es ist bewehrt und schützt etwas, schirmt sogar etwas ab. Was das ist, das kann ich noch nicht sagen (weil es bewehrt ist, ich den Autor und das Konzept nicht informiert und geformt habe), aber dass es bewehrt ist und etwas beschirmt, geradezu beschützt, das sehe ich an den Formen (sogar nicht nur an den Worten, sondern am Körper des Schreibers und Sprechers, am Protokoll, das seine Augen reigen lässt). Meine These ist, dass João Tiago Freitas Mendes aus einer portugiesischen Melancholie heraus arbeitet und sie durch sein Material verfremdet, vielleicht macht er das sogar so, wie die russischen Formalisten um Victor Shklovskij herum das vorgeschlagen haben, also mit Kunst als Verfahren.

Die portugiesische Melancholie kann man anders angehen, man könnte ein paar Fotos in Alfama machen, von plötzlich zwar schick renovierten Fassaden im Zentrum Lissabons, in deren Fenster aber kein Licht brennt (weil die armen Bewohner ausziehen mussten) dafür aber die Werbeschilder deutscher Immobilienmakler (von Poll oder Engel&Völkers) stehen. Saudade, Schmerz. The times they are a-changing. Die Stadt ist tot, lange lebe die Stadt, und es droht, dass wir schwimmen lernen müssen (Fluten drohen mal wieder, den einen als Flüchtlingen den anderen als Kapital) und jemand droht, dass wir sonst wie ein Stein sinken würden. Dieses Lied hat João gestern zitiert, aber keine portugiesischen Lieder - und auch daraus schließe ich, dass er auf bewehrte Formen zurückgreift, um etwas unberührt zu lassen.

Das ist faszinierend, es ist attraktiv: da, wo die Trakte gelegt werden und eng werden, um Strahlkraft zu erhalten, da wird Attraktion als Kontraktion und Distraktion wahrnehmbar. Die Liebe der Gesellschaft wird dort so intensiv (eventuell aich so schwach), wie der Hass der Gesellschaft (auch das, was Rançiere den Hass der Demokratie nennt), schon weil Liebe und Hass den selben Trakt nutzen. Vielleicht sind nicht alle haunted, gejagt und getrieben von den Ungeheuern, die man bekämpft - nur ich bin das auch und so eine bewehrte Melancholie wie die von João Tiago Freitas Mendes, die habe ich im mobilen jour fixe bisher noch nie gesehen. Fantastischer Gast, weil auch Ghost, merci specter! Gäste müssen nicht begeistern, müssen keine guten Gäste sein und müssen keine guten Gaben bringen, nicht zur Sozialbar. An der Sozialbar sollen Gäste geistern, dann sind es fantastische Gäste und Geister - und so flirrte João Tiago Freitas Mendes exemplarisch durch den mobilen jour fix, fix flimmerte er durch.

We'll meet again! Don't know where, don't know when, but i am sure we'll meet again.

3.

Klärung und Simplizität: das Klare und Geklärte, das Simple, die Einfalt: Unser Gast hat es geschafft, mich auf das Neue für etwas zu interessieren, von dem ich längst dachte: das hätte ich hinter mir. Obwohl: zu Toren forsche ich auch, bin auch selbst ein Tor. Wie heißt Parzival auf Portugiesisch? Parteparede? Was kann einem einem besseres passieren, als solche Gäste? Merci, Specter!

[kimquatz]

i think it's so funny to remember Jishen is Hunter's deadbeat dad in another universe.

but even Funnier to consider that human!Jishen is just him without depression

[wolfiesmoon]

Who is who again?

Riddle, Vil, Idia (seperately) x gn!reader

i was thinking and thinking and then i remembered that basic overdone fanfiction tropes do in fact exist, so here's a silly lil bodyswap fic for the soul

yuu is a little silly prankster goofster who likes messing around and trolling people in this fic, just saying in advance that i did inject a bit of personality in them

also i apologise if the fanfic becomes confusing to read at any point, it's kind of hard writing the reader's actions while in someone else's body, especially when interacting with the person you're swapped with haha

‧₊˚✩彡 Riddle Rosehearts

"Okay, so you're tellin' me that you're Riddle, and you're the Prefect?" Cater pointed to each of you respectively, still trying to grasp the situation. Trey, Ace and Deuce seemed equaly stumped.

"Yep. I'm not exactly sure what happened, but I'm in Riddle's body now." you replied, shrugging casually. "You shouldn't have told them so early on, Riddle, I wanted to mess around a bit."

"Oh, now I'm very glad I told them so early. Knowing you, you'd cause far too much trouble for me to be able to uphold my reputation." Riddle shuddered, imagining the silly pranks you'd pull on everyone while in his body. Well, I suppose they wouldn't be very silly to him.

"Wait. If I'm in your body, does that..."

You quickly took out Riddle's magical pen and pointed it towards Ace, yelling out "Off with your head!"

To your surprise, it actually worked and Ace had a collar around his neck. So you can use magic now.

"HEY! Why did you do that!?" Ace called you out.

"It's revenge for stealing the bit of food I was saving for last on Friday. And also, I needed someone to test out whether I can use magic now." you smirked mischeviously at his annoyance. Now this is fun.

"This still feels unreal. I cannot believe I'm looking at myself talking to someone else. And fooling around like an idiot, too." Riddle did not seem amused.

"Listen, okay, I finally have magic now and I'm gonna take advantage of that. Which means you better run, Cater." you rubbed your hands together evilly.

"What?! Why me?!" Cater was not prepared for this attack.

"Too much magicam. Not enough reality. Collar needed." you explain like a robot overlord and point Riddle's magical pen at Cater.

"Now, now, let's not do that, okay?" Trey gently wrapped his hand around the magical pen in your outstretched hand, smiling at you.

You were about to shake his hand off and proceed with your collaring plan, but you got a better idea.

"No, no, you're right." you shook your head, lowering your hand. Cater breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since I'm Riddle and all, I have to uphold a perfect test score on every test." everyone looked at you, wondering where you were going with this.

"This might be an awkward time to mention that I haven't studied for tommorow's test at all."

"Oh, no. Absolutely not. You are coming with me." Riddle was not about to let his grades slip by such a wide margin. He'll make you memorise things until atleast a 90% is guaranteed, as much as he would hate to get one.

Originally, he was going to try and figure out how to switch you back as soon as possible but that'll have to wait after tommorow it seems.

"WAIT, CAN YOU LIKE, ATLEAST REMOVE THIS COLLAR BEFORE YOU LEAVE?!" Ace yelled behind you but you just whistled innocently, not paying attention to his despair.

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"That's how the Queen's succesor managed to- are you even listening?"

"You know, it looks kind of funny when I'm being scolded by myself." you yawned, placing your chin on your arms which were currently crossed on the table.

"This is NO laughing matter. My grades are at stake here." Riddle scolded you some more. You nodded sleepily and he took that as a sign to continue.

"So as I was saying- What are you doing now?" Riddle followed your line of sight, his gaze falling on the mirror inside his room. You were looking at him?

"Woah... You're, like, actually pretty cute." you turned back to him, excited at your discovery.

"...What are you blabbering on about? This is NO time to be fooling around, as I have been telling you for the past- Wow, you really are hopeless." Riddle sighed, watching you examine his face in his mirror and still not listening to the magical history lesson.

It does not help at all that you made him lose composure with that "cute" comment.

"Your eyelashes are nice." You comment, smiling at your own reflection.

"What an oddly specific compliment." Still, Riddle felt all weird inside when you said that. This is not fair. Now he can't focus on teaching you anymore.

"It's not oddly specific, really. Guys have really great eyelashes sometimes." You batted your lashes at the mirror and then at him, trying to showcase his charm.

"That is... very strange. Please stop that." Riddle still felt weird about seeing his own face make such silly expressions.

"Hey, if I were in my own body right now I would be swooning over you. Just for your information." You rolled your eyes playfully, entirely insistant on getting out of studying by flustering the hell out of poor Riddle.

"Wha- That's it, off with your-" Riddle reached for the magical pen which would normally be in one's pocket, only to realise that you don't even own one. Of course.

"Oh, Riddle. You silly goose. I'm the one in power here." You intertwined your fingers like a supervillain.

"Please, let's just get back to studying." If Riddle were in his own body right now, his face would be red all over from embarrasment.

"If you insist." You sighed in feigned defeat, your mind already cooking up more plans to embarrass Riddle while you're in his body.

How very fun indeed.

"Why are you smiling at me like that? That kind of smile does not suit my face." Riddle seemed concerned about his body's fate.

"Hmmm, I wonder how many drinks I can order at the Mostro lounge in one sitting." You wondered aloud on purpose.

"What?!"

"What? I didn't even say anything this time." you faked your innocence.

This is going to be a nightmare for Riddle, isn't it?

‧₊˚✩彡 Vil Schoenheit

"Oh. My. God." you lightly slapped your cheeks while looking at yourself in the mirror to make sure this is reality.

Well, you suppose they aren't exactly your cheeks. You're currently inside Vil freaking Schoenheit's body and you have no idea how it happened.

You do suppose all logic kind of gets thrown out the window in a world where magic exists, so swapping bodies with someone might not be that outlandish. Now you wonder if you're the only one who this happened to, and what your body is up to.

Speaking of being Vil Schoenheit now, does that mean you have to uphold his insanely strict daily routine now?

Nah, who are you kidding? You're going to cause as much trouble as you can for this pretty boy. He wakes up much earlier than you thought, so you don't know what to do right now. You walk around his room, inspecting every corner for some prank ammunition.

Rook knocked on the door all of a sudden, telling Vil that he's worried since he's taking longer than usual. You let him into the room.

You decided that you're not going to tell anyone that you're actually not Vil and and act as him for as long as you possibly can.

"Oh, I was just... thinking about something." you grinned evilly at the mirror, before turning back to face Rook.

"Oh my, it seems you were so lost in thought that you've completely forgone doing your hair and makeup. Quite the unpleasant surprise. What troubles you so?" Rook seemed utterly hearbroken.

Wow, he's blunt sometimes. Not that you care about that right now.

"I was just thinking that I'll probably skip all that today. You know, going for a natural look." You twirled a piece of Vil's hair in your hand.

Rook tried convincing you otherwise but you shooed him out, not wanting to hear anything about how 'a natural look also involves doing subtle, light makeup'. You're on a mission here.

Speaking of, you just got a great idea.

You opened his Magicam after getting dressed, briefly gawking at the follower count before clicking on the 'new post' button.

You placed Vil's phone horizontally against your chest, taking an unflattering chin photo and posting it to magicam with the caption "#chinningtime😍😍😍😍", giggling like an idiot all the while.

Within a minute, your post has already gained about 2 thousand likes and loads of very confused (and amused) comments.

What great encouragement to post another one.

You placed the selfie camera of his phone close to your forehead, taking a forehead touch perspective pic. You added the caption "what my kitten sees😈💯🔥" and posted it.

You were laughing your ass off at all the comments when someone knocked at the door. "Roi du Poison, this is an intervention. I am very concerned about you."

Hahahaha, of course he would be one of the first people to worry about you.

Rook joined you once again in your room, explaining how concerned he is about your behavior this morning and how it's very unlike you. I mean, jeez, is Vil allergic to fun or something?

However, Rook wasn't the only one that had concerns with you, it seems.

"Would you care to explain what these are?" you were surprised to hear your own voice, turning your gaze back to the door where you were standing with a very displeased face, holding up your phone with the two selfies you took earlier. It feels dystopian to see yourself standing right in front of you. Out of body experience, for real.

"Wait. Before anything, just who are you?" you wanted to know just who was in your body, though you were already about 90% sure of it.

"Ah, Trickster. What brings you into Pomefiore?" Rook questioned internally how Vil doesn't recognise you.

"For your information, I am Vil. That other person next to you is not Vil. I'd assume you're the prefect, then?" he looked you with authority, leaving no room for stalling or avoiding his question.

"Yeah, yeah. You got me. But like, it's funny, right?" you shrugged, smiling goofily.

Vil dragged you off to the headmage's office, promising to explain things to Rook later and giving a firm scolding to you.

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"Now that everything is finally sorted and we're excused from class for the day, would care to delete those... unflattering posts, please?" once the two of you were back in Vil's room, he immediately brought up that topic.

By now, they had to have gathered about 70k likes, right? Hehehehe.

"Do not smile at me like that. Or I will take back my phone and delete those horrid photos myself. Do you even realise what a PR nightmare this could be?" he placed his hands on his hips. You feel like you look completely different now that Vil's mannerisms are reflected on your own body. Body language really makes a man, huh?

"Oh, come onnnn, your fans love it. Everyone's laughing and saying how surprising it is to see you post something like this. See, they even got the hashtag #chinningtime trending!" you showed him pictures of his fans taking the same unflattering chin photos.

"What joy does someone derive from selfies as horrible as that? You made me look utterly horrible with those angles." You watched your own face contort with cringe. It's amusing how funny you look.

"People love silly things from time to time. For a celebrity as serious and professional as you, occasional silliness makes you look more relatable to your fans. A celebrity with a good sense of humor is the best kind in my opinion." you gave him a happy thumbs up. It was also for your own amusement, but you really don't feel like getting scolded even more than you have on your way back to the dorm.

"That is... the smartest thing I have ever heard come out of your mouth." He sighed, "I suppose it would cause people to talk about it even more if I deleted them now. But I am still not happy about them."

You ignored the jab at your intelligence, turning around to look at yourself in the mirror. "You know, Vil, you can let loose from time to time. Smile and goof around without worrying what someone might think." your eyes travelled down the sculpted jawline of your new reflection.

"In a way, you're right for suggesting that. But I'm not someone who enjoys your sense of humor or relaxed philosophy to begin with." he was right. He only jokes on occasion and his jokes aren't very goofy.

"You're right..." now that you technically are him, you can see first hand how much he cares about his body. His skin is soft and gleaming, his hair is healthy and shiny and his body is nice to move around in.

"You seem lost in thought. It's unlike you." you looked back at him through the mirror.

"I just thought about how admirable you are. Like, damn, I could nevaaa." Vil inferred you were talking about his strict daily routine. You seem different now. More quiet and thoughtful than usual. And he definitely didn't miss the pink dusting his cheeks on his own face through the mirror's reflection.

"Thank you." 'admirable' is a compliment slightly rarer than the usual ones talking about his beauty.

"By the way, your smile is beautiful. Not the one in all the movies, the one you don't consciously make." you closed your eyes, recalling that exact face of his. Too pretty for his own good, that man.

"Thank... you. You seem in a great mood to compliment me. Surely you don't think this will be enough to make up for the selfies, because it is not." at this point, even Vil didn't know what to think. The smile he doesn't consciously make, huh...

"Nah, those were just random ones I wanted to get off my mind. Oh, by the way, I don't know how to do your makeup look. Care to do it for me, pookie bear?" you sprung up from the chair at the vanity table, already getting excited about messing him up on purpose by opening your eyes when he tells you not to or moving your lips away from the lipstick, making it smudge.

You got way too sentimental for a moment there. And you're sure he noticed.

"Back to your regular self, I see. Fine, I will make myself look beautiful, as always." he smiled confidently. Though he himself has become curious about that side of you now.

Do you really think of him as a victim of your little pranks like everyone else, or are you hiding something else behind your silly smile?

‧₊˚✩彡 Idia Shroud

You were surprised to find a different voice calling out to you in the morning and telling you to wake up, one that sounded more cheerful, peppy, childlike.

And sure enough, it was Ortho's face that greeted you instead of your usual furry friend Grim.

As it turns out, you woke up in Idia's body this morning. What a lovely surprise.

You mean that both sarcastically and in the regular sense.

While you were explaining what was happening to a confused and worried Ortho, Idia's phone started buzzing somewhere in the bed. This dude sleeps with his phone inside his bed? Well, you suppose you have no time for judgement when the phone call might be important.

You rummage through his bed and eventually extract his phone. It was your number calling him.

When you pick up, you hear your own panicked voice on the other end. "U-Um, is this- Are you- How do..."

"Yes, I'm the Prefect. Looks like we switched bodies overnight." you inferred that he wanted to know who exactly just picked up the phone.

"How exactly do you think that happened? I mean, that's NOT normal." your voice on the other end seemed much calmer now.

"Hm, I have no clue, but I do know that I'm going to have loads of fun..." you grinned widely, catching a glimpse of yourself on Idia's dark phone screen and flinching slightly. You're definitely not going to get used to looking like someone else for a while. Especially if your new appearance is as unique as Idia's.

"What do you mean by that? Seriously, wha-" you ended the call before your voice could finish the sentence.

"Hehehehe... I bet he's panicking so hard right now." you giggled to yourself, still feeling a little weird about the fact that it's Idia's voice coming out of your mouth instead of your own.

"Brothe- No, Prefect. Who was that?" it was adorable how worried Ortho was over his brother. Or you, you suppose.

"Oh, don't worry your pretty little head about it..." you patted Ortho's head, hand moving over his flames with interest. "Go ahead and have fun, I'll be here if you need me." you gently shooed Ortho out of Idia's room to execute your master trolling plan.

You sat behind Idia's computer, booting it up. His computer works really fast, which isn't all that surprising considering his skills. He probably built the whole PC from scratch.

Surely, Idia won't mind if you play his games for a bit. You just want to see how far he's gotten. How many items he's saved up.

Hehehe.

You opened up one of the games you've been dabbling in yourself a bit, giggling to yourself about the random anime girl backround.

"Jeez, he's basically pro at this point." you went through his obtained characters and all the stats on most characters were maxed out.

But, since he still hasn't obtained the new character AND he has loads of gems in his inventory, he surely won't mind if you do the work for him, right?

You started pulling for characters in the gacha, waiting for the little indicator that you got a rare character. The flames of your hair flickered more and more with each pull, knowing you were getting closer.

Just when you got the pull animation you were looking for, the door to his room burst open and you saw yourself, all panicked and panting. Took him long enough, jeez.

"Oh, hi, me! I was just pulling for this character on your behalf, and-" you glance at the monitor "Looks like I won the fifty/fifty, hehe~" you acted cute and innocent.

"W-W-WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! I didn't- I didn't want this character! I was saving up for the re-run, and- Agh!" Idia pushed you away from his keyboard, and he stared at the screen with pure horror in his eyes. You wonder what color his hair would be if he were in his body right now. But as it stands, his flames are flickering happily above your head at a succesful trolling attempt.

"Just buy more gems, bae. Money solves all your problems." you pat his head, kinda cringed out by the way your face can contort when it's making faces candidly. You really look like that when in despair, huh?

Idia ignored the way the casual pet name made him feel. He's supposed to be furious at you right now, not flustered.

"Noooooooo, this is the worst day of my life...." he hid his face in his hands.

"You know what, though? Look at the bright side! I get to figure out how your hair looks when it's wet. I doubt you'd do it yourself and I've been morbidly curious for a while." you patted his shoulder in an overly cheerful manner.

"Wha- Abso-freaking-lutely not. You're a weirdo of the third degree." he crossed his arms, still feeling a bit heartbroken over his videogames being tampered with.

"Is it that weird that I find your hair pretty?" you run your hand through his hair for the thousandth time this morning. It just feels so strange, yet nice under your fingers.

"Finding out if I become bald when my hair gets wet doesn't seem like something a hair admirer would do, but IDK, maybe my definition is different from yours." Idia shrugs, scowl still as big as ever.

"But really, I am an admirer. I kept looking at myself or, well, you in your phone camera this morning because your hair is just so pretty. Watching your hair fluctuate with your emotions is always a fun sight, too. Like damn, your hair is literally on fire, how cool is that?" you explain your thoughts, twirling a piece of his hair in your hand and smiling at it.

"If only I could cuddle up to you and use you like a heater. Too bad your hair's just a normal temperature." Idia's heart almost exploded at the mental image that formed in his head when you said that. And it was even worse because it was coming out of his own mouth.

"T-This is not okay... You can't do this to me...!" he mumbled, not meeting your eyes.

You don't get it, you just dealt 99999 damage to his falling-in-love-resistance shield. Just how do you manage to do that?

"Actually, now that I can look at it up close as much as I want, your face is like, really well proportioned too. Like..." you bit your lip as a joke, wanting to look overly flirty. "That's all I'm gonna say."

Okay, now you've done it. He might just pass out, right now.

[ladygavgav]

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