u/No-Investigator-9713

i use this method to use pro features of capcut and download the video for free (this method is only for capcut PC )

1. Edit your video as normal, using all the pro features you want
2. Ctrl + A to select all clips
3. Right click and select 'create compound clip or use shortcut (alt + G ) wait until it says 100% complete.
4. ( now this is the most important step ) select compound clip you just made , go to video section , basic -> scroll down until you see motion blur and set it to 0 or whatever you like
5. Wait until it has fully processed and it's at 100%
6. close everything after saving ( it usually auto save everything )
7. now go to file explorer and navigate to this path after changing USERNAME to yours ,carefully do it!!
8. C:\Users\USERNAME\AppData\Local\CapCut\User Data\Cache\MotionBlurCache
9. now you can see many files in this folder like mp4.alpha.mp4 , .mp4 ,bin file and a configuration file , ignore all other files like mp4.alpha.mp4 , bin file and configuration file .
10. open your project in capcut and drag and drop this ( .mp4 ) file in your timeline
11. delete the compound clip and just export at desired settings
12. you should be able to download the video without pro error
13. note that capcut is a greedy company and will eventually find this bug and fix it.

there are many more methods to do this but this is the easiest one , if i found any changes in this

upvote it it was helpfull.

I (29F) have been with my husband (32M) for six years, married for two. My husband is a massive "sneakerhead." I totally support his hobby and don’t care how much he spends on his shoes, but the problem isn't the sneakers. It’s the boxes.

For the last four years, he has refused to throw away a single empty cardboard shoe box. He insists on stacking them against the wall in our primary bedroom. We literally have a floor-to-ceiling wall of over 250 empty cardboard boxes. It takes up a quarter of our bedroom, makes the room look like the back room of a Foot Locker, and collects a disgusting amount of dust.

Whenever I ask him to move them to the attic or the garage, he refuses. He says the garage is too damp and will "warp the cardboard," which he claims will ruin the "resale value" of the shoes. (For the record, he wears all these shoes constantly. They are scuffed and dirty. He is never going to sell them).

The breaking point happened last weekend. I got up in the middle of the night to get water, tripped on one of his stray shoes, and bumped into the box wall. The entire thing collapsed on top of me. It was just cardboard, so I wasn't severely injured, but a sharp corner caught my eye and scratched my cornea, and I bruised my shoulder pretty badly.

I was furious and in pain. I told him the boxes were a hazard and had to go. He apologized for the avalanche but told me I just needed to "be more careful walking in the dark" and spent two hours meticulously restacking them instead of checking on my eye.

This past weekend, he went on a two-day guys' trip. I just snapped. I looked at that dusty wall of cardboard, and I couldn't take it anymore. I spent four hours breaking down every single box. I loaded them into the back of my SUV and drove them to the county recycling center. I kept his top 5 favorite, most expensive sneakers' boxes, but the other 245 are gone.

When he came home on Sunday, he walked into the bedroom and completely froze. He dropped his bag, got incredibly pale, and started hyperventilating. He yelled that I had destroyed thousands of dollars of "potential equity" and erased his life's collection. I pointed out that he still has the actual shoes, but he said a shoe without a box is "basically worthless."

He packed a bag and left to stay at his brother’s apartment. His brother texted me last night calling me a "vindictive AH" for throwing away his property without permission while he was out of town. My sister thinks I was totally justified because it was a hoarding situation and I literally got injured.

AITA? Should I have just let him keep the cardboard? Does this make me a bad partner?

My girlfriend is a high school teacher, which means she spends 90% of her week stressed out and exhausted. To help her unwind on Friday nights, we usually have a routine: I cook dinner, give her a back massage, and then I go down on her. We’ve been together for four years, so the routine is comfortable, reliable, and we both know exactly what gets the job done.

Last night, I was feeling adventurous. I remembered reading some thread ages ago about how incorporating "cooling sensations" during oral can be mind-blowing.

Now, a smart man would communicate this. A smart man would perhaps buy a specialized, body-safe lubricant designed for this exact purpose.

I am not a smart man. I am a man who had a tin of "Curiously Strong" Peppermint Altoids sitting on his nightstand.

While I was massaging her legs and getting ready to dive in, I sneakily popped two Altoids into my mouth and crunched them up. I let the minty frost take over my mouth, took a deep breath, and went to work.

To maximize the "cooling effect," I started breathing out heavily through my nose directly onto her clit while I was down there. I waited for her to moan in surprise at my innovative, worldly bedroom skills.

Instead, she violently gasped, her thighs clamped together like a bear trap around my ears, and she reflexively bucked her knee upward.

Her knee caught me directly on the bridge of my nose.

Crunch. I recoiled, completely stunned. It takes me about two seconds to realize my nose is rapidly leaking fluid like a busted faucet. I look down, and my blood is dripping all over her inner thighs and the white duvet. It literally looks like a scene out of a slasher movie.

Meanwhile, she is scrambling backwards against the headboard, yelling, "WHY IS IT SPICY?! WHY IS MY VAGINA BURNING?!"

I’m standing there pinching my nose, blood dripping down my chin, trying to explain the Altoids through a nasal voice.

We ended up having to jump into the shower together. I was holding a wad of toilet paper to my face to stop the bleeding, while she frantically used the detachable showerhead to rinse the peppermint oil off her extremely sensitive bits. Once the burning stopped and my nose clotted, we just sat on the bathroom floor laughing so hard we were wheezing.

So, a fuck up? Oh, absolutely. Are we ever doing it again? She explicitly stated that if I ever bring mints into the bedroom again, she’s putting hot sauce in my underwear drawer.

TL;DR: I tried to surprise my girlfriend by eating Altoids before going down on her. The mint burned her, she reflexively kneed me in the face, and I gave myself a bloody nose that ruined our duvet.

Edit 1: Because someone is definitely going to ask—yes, I checked my nose. It’s not broken, just swollen and very bruised. I look like I lost a bar fight.

Edit 2: To the armchair detectives in the comments saying "this sounds like AI slop": I am a real flesh-and-blood idiot. If AI generated this, it wouldn't have included the fact that I had to spend 45 minutes spraying hydrogen peroxide on a $100 duvet cover at 11 PM.

Edit 3: Yes, the "spicy" feeling went away after about 10 minutes of warm water. No lasting damage down there. She is fine, she is currently sitting on the couch eating pancakes and occasionally pointing at my swollen nose and giggling.

Edit 4: Timeline for the skeptics:

• 5 mins of normal activity.
• The Altoid Incident.
• 0.5 seconds of minty contact.
• FATAL KNEE STRIKE.
• 15 minutes of bathroom triage.

Can we rest now? Or do you guys need the exact brand of duvet cover I ruined?