#I edited the pics I think they should be fine in reblogs now

[celtrist]

Next thing you'll say is he doesn't have a tail

ref to this pic

EDIT: Just to keep things clear I didn't really think about bringing it up but not everyone's gonna click to see the first picture and might be confused. Alastor was stated to know only a little bit of broken French, the reasoning due to being from New Orleans. Speaking standard French is very much not a thing in New Orleans, so he would logically only know French-Creole. This is very different from the standard French language and a large misconception that people from New Orleans speak regular French. So yes, he does speak some French, just not as well as people make him nor would it, in theory, be the regular French that everyone makes him speak [but I wouldn't put it past the writers to not do that research but maybe I have too little faith in them]. I'm not from New Orleans, I visited it once so it's not like I'm an expert. But I HAVE looked into it and just bothering with one Google search will tell you it's not common and you'll even have a special term called "Louisiana French" pop up. With that all said, these were statements made on years past streams and could've been changed in the official series. However, as of right now, the official statement is that he speaks only a little broken French that should technically be French-Creole if they're going by and that he's from New Orleans to know that language. And again, I don't have a lot of faith in writers to do the research into it being Louisiana French rather than regular French, but now I'm rambling lol This is just a bit of context for this comic so people who were curious can understand it a bit more. And it's totally possible I got something wrong, so feel free to point it out when I do. I just like to dig into the nooks and crannies of information for things :3 2nd EDIT: Just for any future reblogs, I did get somethings incorrect in the above (not surprising), so here's some of the corrections I got:

@mangotangerine: "A tiny nitpick - it would likely be Louisiana Creole, which is one of the French-based Creole languages (Haitian Creole is prob the most well known as it has about 10-12 million speakers vs Louisiana Creole which has around 10,000 due to multiple factors but especially legislation in early 1920s outlawing it). Louisiana French is an umbrella term for the various French dialects/etc in the region (e.g., the dialect Cajun French)." (We actually had a whole conversation in the comments of this post and highly suggest looking down there in case you're interested in learning more!)

@alyssumflowers: "I am from New Orleans and a little bit of a language nerd. You're confusing some things here. Cajun French is a dialect of French. My great grandmother spoke it fluently, my grandfather in pieces.

Louisiana Creole is another language entirely. The word "creole" means mixed and a creole language is basically a mixture of two or more languages. Sort of, it's a linguistics thing. Anyways. Louisiana Creole has next to no speakers left and I've had a hard time trying to find somewhere or someone to learn it from because I really want to." (Always great to hear from someone who has more insider knowledge on the subject! So I wanted to give this it's share due as well, hope you can fine somewhere to learn it! /ᐠ > ˕ <マ ₊˚⊹♡ )

Thank you for the comments! My previous statement still stands about Al probably not speaking normal French, but I wanted these corrections still known and pointed out :3

[miumura]

hi!! do you have any tips on starting ur writing blog? ive been wanting to create one for awhile but have no idea as to where i should start. for example, making banners and creating the right links to everything 😭

hiii <3 ! id be more happy to help you out ! if you need anything else, please lmk and i will try to answer asap!

1) ACCOUNT THEME / LAYOUT !

- you should prepare a main post you’re gonna pin to your profile ! makes it easier for users to find your works and all your info :)

inspo?! — your pinned post does not have to be fancy whatsoever, it can be very simple , up to your choice ! i say look at other blogs for some inspo on yours and look at pinterest for a theme!

- just have fun with it , test out random dividers and find pics that could match , whatever style you want :))

2) FFS / LINKS

- this isn’t as complicated as you think!! after having your masterlists and other stuff, linking things does not take much work :))

- you just have to edit / make a post , copy text and click the link icon to paste the link you copied!

3) BANNERS

- you can use any apps to make your banners! personally, i am now a canva user and love making my headers there ^^ !!

- just play around with colors , pics , etc to get the cover you want ! your banner may not be perfect right off the bat but thats okay !!

- you dont always need a banner for your fics, 3 pics on the top of your post is fine as well ! (like a moodboard header)

- but again, its all preference :))

4) TAGGING

- when you wanna post a fic , use as many tags as possible ! it gets attraction to your posts so i recommend it !

- as you can see, people are in networks so that they can reblog their works for more attention!

- def a important part (even though it can be tiresome)

FINAL NOTES — just have fun w your blog !! don’t be pressured to always post, work on whatever you wanna work! i hope your writing blog turns out well and you start it soon !

id be more than happy to be moots if you do 🫶! im sure the blog will turn out great !! once again, lmk if you want answers to more specific questions, ill try my best to answer !

[winter-spark]

Reposting a Reblog as a Separate Post #2

[I might be less lazy with editing this one or I won't. If I was lazy but edited it I'll just cross off things lol, If I wasn't lazy and added edits it'll be in brackets, if I don't edit something that should be edited 🤷🏾‍♀️ have fun. Also this is still a copy and paste just so you know.]

[Related posts for 'context': initial thought, sketches I did]

So you're probably thinking "Gee Spark you're gonna talk to yourseldf some more about some no one asked about" to which I say:

I will answer your inqury on what I was going for for their clothes! At least as to what I was trying to inspire their outfits off of.

So first up the Orange's outfit 'moodboard':

There's one more outfit I want in consideration for this but I'll explain in it a second. So! I really think Orange might like to wear the sort of jacket thing Yuki's got on there, and while I opted out of the choker for him I do think he'd wear multiple necklaces. As for Citron's outfit there, I like the belt.

Also, those large gold bracelets seem to be mandatory and possibly a while jumpsuit of sorts. The owl earrings I legit just found right now(or well last night because I did fall asleep writing lol) to give an idea of what his earring might look like when I finalize it and pick out an Owl for it. I'm not sure if he always had an Owl earring or not but if he didn't that's fine because then it could be his little piece of abroad that he keeps with him, but if he did that's also fine because it's a sliver of his interests and personality shining through.

There was one more outfit I wanted here but oh well you don't need an image. It was the one with flowers on it. I think if Orange is allowed to wear some with more designs than what we've seen Citron and Tangerine in, it'd have flowers on it. Why? Well after all he's a nature boy. I know because they[/the company] telepathically told me when I was trying to draw him.

[Editing in this new version of the post here, too lazy to cross out and adjust last paragraph but I did think I should update this part: I didn't want to include the picture initially because I'm not tagging these character and I know one of my moots doesn't vibe with the character in this outfit so I hope croping his face out helps in case they see this. Here's the picture.

I don't think either sketch includes the scarf but I think I did consider it a lot when I was initially sketching them]

Okay so next up Navel's outfit "moodboard":

So here we go. I like the collar on Sakyo's outfit. Then I think Navel would have a visible choker like Citron does(tho tbh in my head it looks more like Yuki's but to avoid confusion I didn't put Yuki in this set.) There's the flowy part of the outfit & I'm leaning towards how Sakuya's is but Idk for sure, I kinda also really like the whole shoulder section of Sakyo's outfit so Idunno. He probably definitely has the stars though like Sakuya does. (As you can see I'm less sure on this outfit lol.)

[edit/Update: If you saw the other pictures I had here no you didn't:

THIS. Like like when I had the pic with Tangerine's outfit from this event I was confused why I picked it but I liked the energy like the soft poofiness of it and I sorta want a similar vibe, this sorta has that same vibe. BUT also like the collar!!! I want Navel to have a collar somewhat like this so that his choker that he definitely has is visible!]

Anyway, longer hair seems to be a trend for the royal family and Citron only sometimes wears a ponytail. SO why not let Navel have a ponytail? I think that Navel would try to differentiate himself from Orange in some ways since they're always together and so close in age(confirmed in my heart) and so a ponytail is a good start and easy to do.

I know that these ponytail cuff things exist. While looking up pictures for these, I learned that a lot of them have elastics in them? I didn't know they did? But regardless, I think that Navel should have one. Maybe without the elastic like the rhinestone one, but be bigger and more solid like the second one. It for suresies should have a star design on it. He loves the stars, fact.

So yea that's what I have. Just struggling to articulate it. Thanks for reading this.

Anyway. Yea. I know I'm kinda like the only one here but like if anyone wants to help with these outfits or has any additions or anything feel free to add on.

[imvusimblr]

how big is your mods folder? idk in the 1000's prbly,Idk how to check how many files I have and I am not counting them....

how would you describe your style? lol as someone who has OSDD that is a hard thing to differentiate...I don't have a set style, Sim or otherwise.

what is your favorite challenge? I've only done 2 challenges. The Zodiac one (which was being buggy so I quit) and the crybaby whims one which I am on currently. Unless you count Random Genetics. I am planning on doing the Teen Runaway and Whimsy Stories.

do you make cc? if so, what kind? No Idk how.

what type of cc do you hoard? Mainly CAS items and Clutter. But lately I have been downloading alot of Mods.

what default eyes and skin do you use? I don't really pay attention.

how many urls have you had, and what are the meanings behind them? For The Sims? This is my only one.

who is your favorite gameplay blog? I prefer watching on YouTube. Like Syd Mac and LivingDeadGal Sims.

who is your favorite storytelling blog? Again YouTube. Some of My current faves are MissLollyPop, Draeyad, SilverhairSimmer, Neecxle and Ligayatrait.

who is your favorite cc creator? Of all time? @noodlescc or @noodlessorbets as well as @remussirion and @pralinesims. I also really like @aharris00britney @simpliciaty-cc @serenity-cc Lumpinou, MissyHissy, @ratboysims @trillyke @thepeachyfaerie @kawaiistacie @mechtasims and @sims41ife to name a few lol

how do you edit your photos? I just use my reshades and Microsoft Image editor.

what is the last screenshot you took? I will show you. A random Sim I made that I thought looked like Naomi Campbell.

what do you do when you are unmotivated? Create Sims via random genetics or decorate via generators.

who is your current favorite sim? I should probably say one My Alters I made lol But rn it would have to be these two cuties, that are the kids of My main in the crbaby whims challenge. They are twin preteens. Marigold and Mabel. idk why there shirts look blurry they are fine in game. Also ignore the out of order numbers in this survey, that's what happens when I add pics.

who is your current favorite sim that is not by you? That I've downloaded and have a screenshot of...Probably Raina from Mokah

recreate someone else’s sim in your style. I gave other outfits to them if that counts and hairstyles. Here's a couple. Like Raina and My Artsy Sims by Mandy Sims

do you talk about sims with people in real life? Not unless they play.

how many of the packs do you own? All except Moschino (which I'm planning to buy) Star Wars, and most of the kits.

how many posts do you have on your blog currently? idk alot of reblogs lol

how many drafts do you have on your blog currently? 0

how many posts are in your queue currently? 0 I never use that.

have you ever moved blogs? No

are you in any sims related discord servers? No

what are your thoughts on the most recent pack? (WereWolves) I wasn't too impressed after I bought it, it actually annoyed me that you couldn't do anything while being one (as a Beta anyway) but after watching others play I've started appreciating it more.

how many hours have you played sims? 5 or more.

if you play gameplay, do you play with mods? Yes always it's boring otherwise.

what’s the farthest you’ve gotten in a challenge? Currently with My Crybaby Whims Challenge, Delilah had twins with her husband but also her ex (twice which was an accident) So now she has 3 sets of twins which was a nightmare until I aged them up. Victor and Liliana know about the affairs (I also think they may like each other) so now I'm just waiting for Delilah to age up so she can get a divorce, move out with the kids and become a politician. I might have her become official with Lorenzo but he's kind of a tool...so...

[official-ladyblog]

If you haven’t heard yet, Swiss channel RTS Deux has released the episode names and synopses for the entire season 3! Translations below the cut! (And in the above images, for easy sharing lol)

Edit 1: Got the gender wrong for “baker,” whoops. But more importantly, I got the translation for Feast completely wrong. The other translation you’ve seen going around was more accurate.

Edit 2: Thanks to an anon for informing me that “sentimonsters” are Mayura’s power!

Edit 3: As I suspected, I misunderstood an expression in Stormy 2, it is just about Stormy returning. Thanks @kisilinramblings!

English episode names are derived from this list (which I don’t remember ever actually seeing a source for, but uh... it was real!). 

Keep in mind that the numbers are not chronological order, they are in production order, which just means the order they were made in. Sometimes that helps with plot points, but for the most part it isn’t airtight. I highly recommend waiting until you’ve seen the whole season to make an approximate timeline.

Chameleon: Ladybug and Chat Noir battle Lila. Now Chameleon, she can take the appearance of anyone and hopes to use that to destroy Ladybug. 

Animaestro: Ladybug and Chat Noir battle a director. Now Animaestro, he wants to show the world what an animated movie director can do. 

This screencap from LatAm actor Jesus Barreda was thought to depict Marinette dressed as a maid at a pop culture convention, which... looks pretty likely considering the premise.

Bakerix (Boulangerix): Ladybug battles her own grandfather. Become Bakerix, he wants to destroy everything he thinks too modern to bring back Paris to his era. 

I broke it down in this ask, but it looks like my call was right about Bakerix being both Mari’s grandpa (perhaps still named Roland) and Gaul-inspired. “Boulanger” is literally French for “baker.”

Backwarder (Rebrousse-temps): Ladybug and Chat Noir battle a friend of Master Fu. Now Backwarder, she wants to reclaim her time and steals others’!

Heh. So glad this was technically an accurate translation. I’m also glad we got that official English ep list because trying to concisely convey “retracing-time” was gonna be a challenge.

Reflekdoll (Poupeflekta): Ladybug and Chat Noir battle Juleka, back as Reflekta. But this time, the supervillain isn’t alone...

“Poupée” is French for “doll.”

Weredad: Ladybug faces her father, akumatized as Weredad. This monstrous guard dog-man wants to shut away Marinette to protect her from the outside world!

Silencer (Silence): Ladybug and Chat Noir fight Luka, akumatized into Silencer. Ready to raise your voice?

Oni-Chan: Ladybug and Chat Noir battle Kagami, now Oni-Chan. Jealous of Lila, she wants to prevent her from getting near Adrien... forever!

@kisilinramblings I eat my entire foot. “Oni” is a Japanese demon, “chan” is a feminine honorific. Anyway, boy is Kagami vs. Lila a face-off I’m dying to see.

Miraculer (Miraculeur): Ladybug and her team fight Sabrina, who’s now Miraculer.

I can’t even comprehend what this episode will contain with this vague of a description. “Team” tho???

Oblivio: A villain appears in Paris and Ladybug and Chat Noir lost their memory! Can they defeat Oblivio so he’s nothing more than a bad memory?

Desperada: Ladybug and her team face Desperada, an akumatized guitarist. A rock-and-roll day in store for our heroes!

The adjectives mean that she’s female, fyi. With music and the episode code 311, I wonder if there’s a certain miraculous we might see...?

Chris Master (Maître Noël): Nino’s little brother is akumatized into Chris Master. Ladybug and Chat Noir can’t get wrapped up if they want to stop him!

I was wondering why it sounded like a pun on “Christmas.” Literally the synopsis said they’d “be given as gifts,” as though Chris can turn them into presents or something.

Startrain: Ladybug and Chat Noir face Max’s mom, who becomes Startrain. Our heroes will need help to stop her! 

Another big team-up? We’ve also seen art of Startrain before. Makes sense that Max’s mom is the one in charge, seeing the cool robots on the train. Max had to get it from somewhere!

Kwami Buster (Chasseuse de Kwamis): Ladybug and Chat Noir face Mrs. Mendeleiev, now Kwami Buster.

Does this remind anyone else of fairy hunter Mr. Crocker?

Feast (Festin): When Master Fu’s past comes back to haunt him, he removes the Miraculouses from Marinette and Adrien to protect them...

Gamer 2.0: Ladybug and Chat Noir face Max, now Gamer 2.0. Let the game begin!

Yep, the original title had 2.0, and it looks like they’re sticking with “2” for the sequel names. Oh well.

Stormy Weather 2 (Climatika 2): Ladybug and Chat Noir face Aurore Boréale again, now Stormy Weather 2. To stop her, the heroes need to keep their cool!

Ikari Gozen: Kagami’s mother is akumatized into Ikari Gozen and wants to punish Kagami, who disobeyed her. Will Ladybug save her best frenemy?

From what I can tell, the name means “Lady Fury.” It just says “best enemy” but I wanted to make the pun clearer. Glad we get to see her in an ep!

Timetagger: Ladybug and Chat Noir fight Timetagger, a supervillain that came from the future to seize their miraculous. The future of Paris is in their hands!

A mysterious male supervillain, maybe even from the future? W-what

Party Crasher (Trouble-Fête): Ladybug and her team face Wayem, now Party Crasher. Will our heroes get him to smile?

The Puppeteer 2 (La Marionnettiste 2): Ladybug and Chat Noir face the Puppeteer at the Musée Grévin! Our heroes can’t wax off if they want to stop her!

...there was originally a pun on “staying marble” which means “to be impassive/emotionless.” I’m sure there’s a better idiom I can’t think of at the moment. Anyway, the lucky duo are in the famous wax museum in real life, so it was about time that we got it in an episode. 

Chat Blanc: Ladybug faces the last person she could believe to be capable of getting akumatized... Chat Noir!

Yes, this is real. No, they didn’t steal your fanfics. It was a pretty obvious/intuitive concept. That’s why it’s so ubiquitous. 

Félix: Ladybug and Chat Noir face Alya, Rose and Juleka, akumatized into the Trio of Punishers, and Felix, Adrien’s cousin.

Wow! A blast from the past! You can read my old summary of who he is here, if you didn’t know. After years, he’s finally canon. Also, this is one of the first episodes since Sapotis where we see multiple people get akumatized with the same akuma. This will be a fun ep for sure!

Ladybug: Marinette gets expelled, but an even greater problem awaits: she must face a sentimonster in the shape of... Ladybug!

Edit: Sentimonsters are the things that Mayura makes!

Loveater (Mangeamour)(The Battle of the Miraculous: Part 1): Ladybug and Chat Noir face the Bourgeois couple, now Loveater, a guard dog with two heads that eats all the love in Paris.

Another season finale two-parter! That akuma concept is... genuinely horrifying to imagine. 

Miracle Queen (The Battle of the Miraculous: Part 2): Hawk Moth akumatizes Chloe into Miracle Queen to set a fatal plan into motion. Will Ladybug and Chat Noir escape him?

Francophones: if you see anything I missed or that could be better represented, please let me know. Thankfully I didn’t have to interpret akuma names myself, so most of this should be pretty close to what we see in the episodes.

Get ready to see 7 of these real soon!

[green-blue-heller]

hey, can you explain the cockles breakup? i saw u just posted about it and s7 and ive seen speculations but i dont think i really understand what happened lol

Hi Anon!

Thanks for your question!!

First off - DISCLAIMER: I do not know Jensen or Misha, or anyone they know. I do not have any direct information or confirmation of any information in this post. This information may or may not be correct (if anyone has any further clarification, feel free to add it - just please know that this same disclaimer will extend to such comments). None of this should ever be discussed with Jensen or Misha. Their lives are theirs, and while the fandom may discuss and speculate, it’s not okay to do so with the actual people.

Ok... now that we have that out of the way!

I will find the post that gave me the most of the information that I have about it, and reblog with it.

But it’s after 1 am, so I’ll give you the quickish answer now lol.

So, in 2011 Misha was essentially fired from SPN as Sera Gamble was killing off Cas (he’s in S7 ep 1-2, and then doesn’t come back until ep 17, I think it is). He wasn’t supposed to come back, at all. He was supposed to be dead dead.

Summer 2009 is where the earliest flirting is seen with JenMish. I think it was AHBL 1. It is on YT. They’re doing a signing, and Jensen and Misha are going back and forth saying about how they couldn’t see each other and they were worried. Jared pipes up and says that he’ll keep an eye on them and let them know the other is still there.

Vicki and Dee are behind Jared and there is definitely giggling going on.

Then Dec 14 2019 is when Jensen posted what’s referred to as the 10 year anniversary pic and it’s assumed that the original was taken around the same date (if anyone has any links to the pic being talked about, can you please share?)

So, if you assume Dec 2009 is when cockles officially became cockles, then it wasn’t very long after when word would have trickled down that Cas was being killed off. I’d say maybe late 2010 to early 2011.

As far as I can tell, no one knows who ended it. Speculation is probably Jensen, saying it would be too difficult now that Misha wasn’t part of the cast, even though he only lives like an hour and a half from Vancouver.

It also has to be taken into consideration that Jensen and Dee got engaged in 2009 and married in 2010. Then 2011, Misha is written off the show.

It’s fair to assume Jensen wouldn’t have wanted to rock the boat at home for something that he wasn’t sure could be sustained.

So, during the 2011 con panels (I think starting around the time of the Asylum convention) Misha is totally different and a little sarcastic/meanish. The matching rings and bracelets also disappear during this time (but different matching/coordinating jewelry shows up later though).

At Rising Con 2011, Mish and Seb have a panel, and Seb says his favorite sound is when he’s laying next to someone he loves and listening to her sleep.

Misha buts in and says “or him” and looks really sad. He’s off the entire panel.

This continues for a while with panels.

I don’t know what con it is, but at one of them, Jensen does talk about how he is glad that Misha is back on the show. I don’t know if they’ve made up yet at this point, since I don’t know when it is from.

I haven’t watched all the 2012 panels (hardly any) but by JIB, they seemed to have maybe made up.

Jensen jokes about their panel being sort of like a blind date. And apologizes that it might be a bit awkward, sort of like working together. Then Misha says that he rather enjoyed working together.

Jensen assures him then that it was great, and that he had a great time. Then tells Misha it was not him (Misha), that it was him (Jensen).

Then Misha says he thought it was really special. And Jensen makes a comment about how maybe they can give it another shot and Misha kinda shakes his head.

This is either Jensen still in the groveling phase, or the trying to be cute and apologize and say he’s happy they worked things out.

Jensen is a little extra flirty.

But it’s obvious after this that things are fine. Since by JIB10, they ran outta fucks to give and Misha literally straddles Jensen on stage and Jen gets a boner and has to adjust himself. Lol.

Though it’s obvious they’re sad about the show ending. I’m sure the breakup (if there had actually been one) over them not being on the same show anymore from 10 years ago is coming back to them. And I’m sure it’s especially not easy with covid.

But they still seem to be bringing up each other when talking, when it’s not really necessary. And Jensen still gets his stupid (in the most loving meaning) smile when he talks about Misha.

And they were obviously texting each other during the panel on Tuesday.

So, hopefully, cockles is still going strong. It’s been 11 years now, not like 1. So hopefully they have learned how to deal with things.

If only The Boys was shot in Vancouver and not in Ontario. Then he wouldn’t be far from Misha, to be able to see him once there aren’t mandatory 2 week quarantines when arriving in Canada.

But I know during JIB10, Misha made several remarks about moving to Austin.

This would be amazing, though idk of him and Vicki would actually want to uproot the kids. So it may be a more wishful thinking. Even if not, I’m sure covid is making that impossible at the moment.

So... I hope I answered your question, nonnie. Lol.

Like I said, I’ll reblog it tomorrow with links to the post I found on it, as well any other links to the panels in question (if I can find them again).

Though all the ones I talked about are on YT.

Let me know if you have further questions, either in the comments or via another ask! 💕

Edit: the post now has additional pieces, with links to other posts and references. So I suggest checking the comments to get the latest version!

[royallyprincesslilly]

Title: Hibiscus Kisses {2}

Chris Evans x OFC Ajali Rambaue AU {Ah-Jah-Lee, Ram-Bow}

Warning: Plot Heavy, Mild Cursing, Mild Slow Burn

Words: 4.9k

Summary: Ajali decides on a rash decision to go on a Disney cruise, not for her love of Disney, but because she needs time to figure things out after things get even more complicated in her complicated life. She only expected peace, quiet, tropical drinks, and an overabundance of Disney songs. What she got was more than she bargained for when the cruise of a lifetime on the brand new ship Enchantment turned into a nightmare. The only saving grace is that she’s not the only one living through the nightmare. Can Ajali survive the test of a lifetime and the dangers ahead of her, and better yet, will she finally be able to live a little?

Note: Hey, hey, hey, guys! So here we are trying something different/new. I hope you enjoy this. 🤞🏽 Please feel free to tell me what you think. I’m super excited to explore this one with you all. 🤗 

As always, thank you so much for reading! If you enjoyed this, please LIKE, COMMENT, REBLOG! ❤️❤️

I appreciate each and every one of your guys’ support and love!

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**Interactive**

**Slightly Pic Heavy**

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Anyone who got up and at em’ on the first day of vacation had something to prove, and you hated them. You had nothing to prove, so you kept your ass in your room and utilized the “to cabin” service. You don’t know if it was the sound of the waves from the balcony, the lull of the ship as it pushed through the water, you being physically exhausted, or if it was your emotional exhaustion that did you in. Whatever it was, you slept until it was damn near dinner time. Even then, leaving your room was not an option.

So you called for a meal to be brought to you, snuggled into the covers, and watched the available tv channels. Not wanting to watch any movies, you decided on a channel that seemed to be a mix of the animal planet, discovery channel, and a survivalist’s dream. The program that was on was something about figuring out the difference between good food and bad food. Things like this you found interesting and always watched. It wasn’t that you planned on ever needing the information but why the hell wouldn’t you be prepared for a never possibility.

 When the food arrived, you were well into another program about common dangers on Caribbean islands that tourists would never know. Once you accepted the three reusable food bags, you buried yourself right back into the bed and surrounded yourself with everything you’d requested. You bet whoever prepared it thought it was for at least three people, but nope it was all yours. Vacation was about overindulging, right?

 A few hours later, your phone rang. Knowing your sister’s ringtone, you answered without looking at the ID.

 “You know better than not to send a message to mom before you disappear, Lulu.”

 “Disappear? Lali, I am on a huge ass ship. Where am I disappearing to?”

 “You know what I mean. You know if she hasn’t heard from you, then that’s just as good as disappearing,” Atali countered.

 Sighing, you rubbed your forehead. Your mother was a bit much sometimes.

 “I slept in.”

 “All day?”

 “All day,” you repeated.

 “Alone?”

 Kissing your teeth, you rolled your eyes and leaned back on the headboard.

 “Lali, you do know it’s me you’re talking to, right?”

 Atali giggled. “It is a vacation; excuse me for thinking you’d live a little.”

 “There is living a little and living recklessly,” you dryly responded.

 “Recklessly? Lulu, you’re the one who is sleeping with--.”

 You loudly cleared your throat, interrupting what you knew she was going to say. Atali was always good for bringing up everything you wanted to forget.

 “Jeez, Atali.”

 “Sorry, sorry.”

 You put another piece of cake into your mouth and moaned, savoring the strawberry and the smoothness of the cheesecake. You bit your bottom lip, and for some reason, your mind ran to the stranger you still had yet to get the name of.

 “Met anyone on board?”

 “Lali, I didn’t come here to meet anyone.”

 “I know, but you still could have—in passing.”

 You sighed and went over the details of his face. You really didn’t like men with that much facial hair, but it fit him well and easily made him look younger than he quite possibly was.

 “What’s his name?”

 “I don’t know his name, and he doesn’t matter. I did meet a woman.”

 “Woman? You’ve been gone a day and already experimenting?”

 You smiled and shook your head. “Shut up. Listen, she’s really cool. Her stories are classic, and she does her makeup like a goddess. You would like her, Lali.”

 “She’s an older woman, isn’t she?”

 “Yeah, so what?”

 “You always attract these old-young souls.”

 The two of you giggled together, but it went on for longer than just a few seconds. When you sighed out and leaned back against the headboard, you again thought of him.

 “What’s your first port?”

 “Dominican Republic, then Turks & Caicos, the British Virgin Islands after that then Aruba and Jamaica.”

 “Jeez, you’re living life,” Atali commented.

 “You have no idea. You should see this ship. They went all out times two with it. It’s just absolute luxury everywhere. I said pick me a ship. I didn’t say give me the Cleopatra treatment.”

 “You knew what you were getting into when you asked me to do it,” Atali replied. “By the way, isn’t BVI and Turks and Caicos pretty close to Bermuda?”

 Taking a moment to think about it, you responded, “Yeah. So?”

 “So? Lulu, Bermuda,” Atali repeated.

 When you didn’t speak immediately, she continued. “The Bermuda Triangle, dummy.”

 Kissing your teeth, you rolled your eyes, “Oh god, you cannot be serious.”

 “I am. Have you never heard that ships get lost and disappear in that area?”

 “Lali, I’m sure there is a scientific explanation, and I am also sure that no one would charter a course near somewhere that they’d get lost, especially with hundreds of passengers,” you finished, confidant in your response.

 The two of you talked for almost an hour before she was urging you to get out of your room and go to one of the clubs on the ship. You protested, but you knew she would not shut up about it, so you gave in though you had no interest in actually going. You spent the next hour going back and forth with your options. Most of you wanted to stay in bed or sit on the balcony and just get lost in the view, while the other knew that you’d only think of Javii if you did that.

 Following a shower, you scanned your clothes. Once you found a cute dress, then applied a lite layer of makeup and did your hair, choosing to leave it down rather than putting it in a cute bun. Five or ten minutes later, you were standing in front of the entrance to one of the clubs—Jewel. The music from inside was lively, and you could imagine the number of young bodies pressing against each other, seeking a cheap thrill. Glancing from left to right, you decided to bite the bullet.

As soon as you stepped inside, you didn’t feel like you were on a ship in the middle of the ocean. It felt like it was a well established nightclub on solid ground. Whoever the DJ was, they were doing their thing, and it was evident from the bodies that littered the floor. It looked like this was where the parents came when their kids were tucked away in bed cuddling Tiana and Jasmine close. You walked through the crowds and saw plenty of couples making out and sharing drinks. Never again would you think to sleep on a Disney cruise. You thought it would be a chill time, but damn this was like parents gone wild.

 After a few minutes of walking around and scoping things out, you found a place at one of the three bars.

 “First Disney cruise?”

 Snapping your head around, you looked at a smiling bartender with long hair that was piled on top of his head in a neat man bun.

 “That obvious?”

 “Let me guess, you expected tame, princess sing-a-longs, virgin pina coladas, and plenty of mickey mouse.”

 The look on your face must have given you away because he was laughing a few seconds after he said it. You snorted and shook your head as you rearranged your dress and recrossed your legs.

 “Fine, you got me.”

 “It’s okay. I get how you’d think it was a tame little adventure. Why do you think we get so many reservations?”

 “I thought it was for the kids,” you blurted out. It was his turn to laugh.

 “Silly rabbit, while Disney is for kids, what happens after those kids lay their pretty little heads is a whole other story.”

 Glancing around once more, you made a mental note never to make the mistake again. Disney cruises were probably as raunchy as Carnival or those geared toward singles. At that thought, you began to wonder how many swingers were on board, and if this was a swinger’s playground.

 “What can I get you?”

 “Something strong so my innocent mind can adjust.”

 The bartender chuckled to himself as he walked around, preparing your drink. You bopped to the music and looked around again. Now it made sense to you when the mom of two who was preggo with her third said these cruises always gave her just what she needed. You bet they did—three fucking kids. Your mind was blown.

 When the bartender slid your drink to you, he smiled and slipped away to serve the others. That was when you turned back around to people watch. There was no way you were going to dance with any of them. after a few sips of your drink, you saw him across the way. He was sitting at one of the other bars watching the dancefloor as you were. His hat was gone, and it showed you that his hair was long. The lights were too dim to make out much else, but what you couldn’t make out, you quickly filled in from your other encounter.

 Before you realized your glass was empty, your eyes met and lingered on each other for several long moments. The only reason you looked away was because of the passing people who got in the way. When you looked back, his eyes weren’t on yours anymore, they were looking lower, but it was unclear if he was looking at you or someone on the dancefloor. Shaking it off, you spun around and requested another drink.

 As you waited, you scrolled through your phone and did your best to fight the urge to check his social media. Javii wasn’t huge on social media. He preferred to have his team handle his brand's social side, but he did have a secret one that not many knew about. There he posted things that interested him, showed his lifestyle and his passions. It was also where he posted his “thirst traps.” You knew that if you went on, you’d find one or two, and you knew the caption was going to be code for you. You doubted you were mentally prepared enough for that psychological minefield.

 “What can I get you, sir?”

 “Another beer, please.”

The deep voice beside you had your finger pausing before you tapped the circle with Javii’s picture that indicated he’d made a new story. When you looked next to you there, he was again. The dim and colored lights in the room gave you a new appreciation of his eyes. It was at this moment you knew he got a lot of attention from women. With eyes like those, how could he not? He looked at you and smiled, and that sold it for you. His teeth were perfect, and though his smile made the wrinkles at the sides of his eyes more prominent, it also made his face light up. He looked like a kind man--a gentle one perhaps.

 “Either you’re following me around, or we’d call this fate.”

 You couldn’t help but smile. The cocky on him was so strong. It was a familiar cocky.

 “Or you’re following me around. You’re the one who bumped into me twice,” you countered.

 “Eh, I was the one doing the catching, so it’s more feasible that you’re following me.”

 He wore a soft grin, one that you mirrored.

 “Maybe if you weren’t like a brick wall, you wouldn’t have to catch me.”

 “I’m not complaining,” he responded. You stared at him and quickly got his meaning. Again, you couldn’t help but smile. Not only was he cocky, but he was charming, you thought.

 You finished your drink with one raise of your hand. When you lowered your glass, you watched as he raked his fingers through his hair, bringing it full out of his face. It was then you recognized him.

 “Oh my god.”

 “What?”

 “Now I know where I’ve seen you from.”

 He looked confused. “Now? You didn’t know this whole time?”

 “No. You looked familiar, but I couldn’t place you.”

 The look on his face was a lite one. He softly scoffed and raised his bottle to his head, and took a few gulps of his beer. When he lowered it, he spoke again.

 “That’s refreshing. I’m not used to people not recognizing me.”

 “That must suck. I couldn’t imagine living my life under suck a microscope,” you said without thinking. When you realized what you’d said, you glanced at him and tried to backtrack.

 “Uh—what I mean is--.”

 He smiled and shook his head. “It’s okay. I know what you mean. I’m Chris,” he replied, holding out his hand to you. When you touched his hand, you were surprised by how soft they were. He’d never used them for manual labor a day in his life, you thought.

 “Ajali,” you responded.

 “Aja—li, he slowly repeated, trying to mirror how you said it.

 “Yes.”

 “Wow, that’s a beautiful name, very unique,” Chris noted.

 “Thank you.”

 “What do your friends call you, Aja?”

 You looked at him after raising your hand to the bartender, signaling you’d like another.

 “Why? Are we friends?”

 Chris smiled and dipped his head down, making his hair fall into his face. He looked good with long hair and this grizzly beard combo. Again, he raked his fingers through his hair before he looked at you.

 “We can be. We can be good friends if you like.”

 Searching his eyes, you tried to find evidence in there to match the flirtatious tone of his voice.

 “What if my husband isn’t into that?”

 Chris smiled and turned his body to you. “You don’t have a husband. From the first time we bumped into each other, I noticed you’re not wearing a wedding ring, nor do you have any tan lines to signify you’re hiding one.”

 Raising your eyebrow, you allowed his words to sink in. “I could have--,” you began.

 “—Kids? Nah, you were alone the first time outside and again on the deck when I passed you and the night in the dining room and even at the show.”

 He’d been watching you.

 “No, I’m not stalking you, I promise,” Chris quickly spoke up. “Plus, even if you had kids, it wouldn’t matter. I like kids—they like me.”

 The two of you sat in silence for a few moments. When you got your drink, you took a long sip.

 “So you’re alone here on this family Disney cruise. That alone deserves a question,” Chris continued.

 “It does. You’re also alone on this same family Disney cruise,” you countered. Chris nodded and took another sip of his beer before he leaned closer to you.

 “I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours,” he whispered.

 There was no way you were going to divulge personal information to a stranger, no matter if he were Captain America. You spun to face him, then uncrossed your legs to recross them. His eyes dropped to your thighs, and that told you what you needed to know. He was on this cruise for hookups. Scoffing, you finished your drink.

 “Your eyes just told me yours.” You slipped off the barstool and stood before him, leaning in just a little. “I hear Disney cruises are the place to be for after dark entanglements, and you’re in the right place. Have a good night.”

 You walked away, not giving him a chance to respond. Instead of moving to another bar, you decided to leave. You’d heard plenty of rumors and stories of Chris Evans and his booty calls, and you were not impressed. He was clearly here for easy, strings free sex. You’d heard more than you needed to about how he met his hook up buddies and just not was textbook. You were not here to be another notch in his bedpost.

  -The Next Day-

-The Dominican Republic, 11:10 am

As you walked through the ship, everyone was abuzz with excitement for the first port. You were also excited but not to disembark like everyone else. You’d been to the Dominican Republic plenty of times and had no intention of going out today. You had a plan, and it was to soak up the quiet and empty ship. You wanted to get a spa treatment, a massage, and soak in the hot tub or the steam room and allow the essential oils to work their magic on the tension coursing through your body.

 “Attention passengers, we are officially docked. I’d like to be the first to welcome you to the beautiful Dominican Republic. As you disembark, a reminder that we will be leaving port promptly at ten o'clock. Please be on time, ladies and gentlemen, and enjoy your days.”

 While everyone was walking in one direction, you were walking in the opposite. Everyone was decked out in their beachwear and sunscreen, and you could tell these kids planned on swimming every inch of that beach. The ride on the elevator was a quick one because you were going lower than everyone else. The spa was on the first level below water. The pamphlet advertised it as being one with the sea thanks to the unmatched view of the ocean and life under the sea. You were excited.

 Once you got to the spa entrance, you smiled, seeing that it was completely empty.

 “Welcome to Aqua Spa. My name is Vikki.”

 “Hi. Am I the only one?”

 “You are the first here. Between you and me, I don’t expect many guests being the first port and all,” the blond wearing a sea blue uniform said.

 “Excellent.”

 “Have you reserved?”

 “Yes, Ajali Rambaue.”

 You watched her scan the computer screen before her. It didn’t take her long to smile again.

 “Ms. Rambaue, welcome. I see you’ve booked the clearing treatment, a gold facial followed by the milk and rose oil bath,” Nikki listed.

 Just her listing off your treats had you even more excited. Nodding, you confirmed. She returned your smile and ushered you through the spa. You could already see the blue hue from the portholes, and it bathed the entire spa in the same blue. It felt as if you were gliding underwater, completely immersed with the other creatures.

 “Right this way.” You followed her into the room and gasped. The entire room was completely blue, and the sight before you through the clear window was breathtaking.

 “Incredible, isn’t it? I guess you can see why they named her Enchantment.”

 Maybe Lali’s splurge wasn’t so bad, you thought.

 “So, the clearing treatment is an intricate one. You can change behind this screen as I prepare the room for you and your therapist,” Nikki explained.

 You stepped behind the glass screen that immediately frosted once you were behind it, then began undressing and listened to her explain the treatment.

 “Not only is it an incredible treatment, but it stretches to about three hours from start to finish. World-renowned masseuses and acupuncturist Jadenna Sole designed it. He aimed for it to restore the body’s balance. It does this through a mixture of Eastern and European techniques.”

When you stepped out, you were wrapped in the towel and sighed, seeing the newly lit candles that warmed the room. If you were doing a couple’s massage, this would have been the perfect atmosphere.

 “It begins with a full-body exfoliation with sea salt and Indian Kama oil. After your therapist will perform a lymph system massage, and that will prep the body for your Swedish massage. After that, then your body will be wrapped in neem black clay, and you’ll sit and allow it to seep into your pores. Then you’ll rinse and sit in your milk and rose oil bath to then rinse again, and the finishing touch would be an intricate blend of oils and herbs rubbed into your skin that will help your chakras realign,” Nikki finished.

 You were impressed as hell. You’d never expect a treatment like this on a cruise. It was more something for Manhattan among the rich. As you got comfortable on the table, you could hardly contain your excitement. When your massage therapist arrived and introduced herself as Marta, you prepared yourself to be shot into space. Massages were your thing. Lali joked that massages were your love language.

 When Marta began the exfoliation process, it was relaxing enough for you to nearly fall asleep. You hadn’t realized how tense you were these last few days. You blamed Javii. It was all his fault. After twenty or so minutes, Marta rinsed you then really got started with the massage, all the while putting her back into it. She was a lot stronger than she looked. The pressure was perfect, and the scents from the oils were sublime. In no time, you were drifting from the ground into the sky.

 After an hour, your mind was completely blank, and the knot between your shoulder blades was nearly gone. Marta made a few comments on how tense your muscles were and gave pointers on how to prevent locked muscles. You listened as she spoke and tried to retain the information, but you were too distracted with how relaxed you felt. By the time two hours had passed, your muscles were putty, and Marta was now on your gold facial.

 This wasn’t the first time you’d gotten one. You and Lali often got them together as part of your sisters day. They were good for your complexion and elasticity. Your mother often stressed that collagen loved you when you were young but liked to play hide and seek the older you got and that you should cherish it and do all you could to maintain your healthy skin. You and Lali listened. After Marta finished applying the mask, you laid back and listened to the sounds of the classical music playing and drifted off to sleep.

 When you awoke, it was time to wipe the concoction off and dip into your milk and rose oil bath. The warmth of the mixture had you moaning. There was something so luxurious about lounging in milk like you were an Egyptian queen that had you feeling like a boss. The mask that was applied to your hair was slowly hardening, so you fought the urge to dip your head back. Instead, you leaned back onto the cushions and sighed again.

The silence in the room was just what you needed. Any stress you’d been feeling was a distant memory now. This was just what you needed, you thought.

 “Who knew milk and rose oil could be so relaxing.”

 Your eyes snapped open as you looked from side to side, trying to see if someone was beside you. The tub pods were empty, and from what you could see, you were alone.

 “I’m glad I took Nikki’s recommendation for this over the peppermint soak,” the voice spoke again. You recognized it. Spinning around, you saw a bare back behind yours. He was close enough to touch.

 Chris turned around to face you. His face was painted with a mask, only keeping his eyes and lips visible. You quickly forgot your state of undress, but you somehow knew of his. Your eyes dipped down to his bare shoulders and the hair that laid across his chest. You saw a peek of two and a possible third tattoo, and your curiosity piqued.

 “Fancy seeing you here, Ajali,” Chris said as his eyes dropped lower. You looked lower on yourself to see your breasts almost out of the milk enough for him to see some nipple. Quickly you sunk down and turned back around, facing your back to him.

 “What’re you doing here?”

 “Same as you.” You sighed and hugged your legs to your body.

 “Shouldn’t they have men in a separate room or something?”

 “I’ve seen a naked woman before,” Chris informed with a scoff. You turned around from the tone of his voice.

 “I bet you have. You’ve seen plenty naked women.”

 Chris turned to face you with his brows knitted together as if he fully got your meaning.

“Just what are you insinuating?”

 “It doesn’t matter.”

 “It does. Are you suggesting that I came on this cruise to sleep with unassuming women?”

 You shrugged and turned back around, keeping your back straight.

 “Wow, that’s insulting. Where do you get off?”

 You remained quiet. He must have taken your silence as more judgment because he spoke again.

 “I didn’t come on this cruise to snake myself into someone’s bed. I came because I needed a change of pace, some breathing room. Hollywood gets confining, and the more confining it gets, the more I feel like I’m—suffocating.”

 Slowly you turned to look at him. His back was turned so you trailed your eyes over the exposed skin of his back and saw peeks of more tattoos. The man was getting sexier with each passing minute. His shoulders were broad and looked incredibly strong. The low light in the room didn’t help you see anything else, but you could more than imagine everything else.

 “So, the confines of a ship wouldn’t feel suffocating?”

 Chris turned to look at you.

 “There is Hollywood confinement and this. This is not confinement. I have freedom here; I’m not watched like a hawk. Yeah, someone will recognize me here or there, but they are so respectful. For the most part, it is always quick. Plus, I don’t mind talking to the kids.”

 This was the second time he brought up kids, you thought.

 “Plus, now I’ve met someone who seems to have no problem telling me I’m a whore.”

 Immediately you snorted loudly then laughed. “I never called you that.”

 “Hinted at it is just the same as saying the words,” Chris accused.

 You smiled and sighed, and your eyes lingered on his.

 “It’s refreshing again. A lot of women will say what they think I want to hear or be how they think I want them to be.

 “Not me.”

 “Not you.”

 It was said in unison. Once both of you realized what you’d said, you laughed together.

 “It must be something having women fawn all over you.”

 Chris shrugged, and again your eyes fell to his shoulders, and that is where they remained.

 “Something is the word. It gets old, though—real quick.”

 When your eyes met again, he held your gaze. “I’m sure men fawn all over you too.”

 You took a deep breath and sighed out. “I’m sure they don’t.”

 Chris snorted and gave you a “yeah right” look.

 “I’m sure you’re full of shit. You’re a beautiful woman.” His eyes dropped below your face again, but they quickly came back up.

 You turned your back to him again and stared into the milk and oil concoction. He wasn’t wrong, though he wasn’t right either. Men didn’t fawn over you. Yeah, you got attention from men a lot but to go as far as saying they fawned over you was a stretch. You didn’t notice any man besides Javii for the last three years.

 “This is supposed to be a relaxing spa day for me. Maybe we should cut the talking out and just enjoy the rest of it,” you suggested, a little salty he’d reminded you of what you’d come to forget.

 “Sure thing,” Chris softly answered.

 The two of you remained in your separate bath pods without speaking one more word. However, you were aware of his body and every move he made. His body gave off this energy that felt like your body reached out for. So instead of fully relaxing, you’d spent the time fighting the sway of your body or the urge to slink closer.

 An hour later, you were in your clothes again and feeling ten times better than when you’d walked in. You thanked the staff and gave a generous tip, then left. When you got into the elevator, you leaned on the wall and sighed. As the doors closed, a hand stretched out, preventing it from closing. Chris then stepped onto the elevator with that stupid grin.

 “We’ve got to stop meeting like this,” he joked as he pressed the six that was already lit up.

 “Is six your floor too?”

 “Maybe.” He nodded and leaned on the wall beside you.

 The two of you rode the elevator and looked outside the glass enclosure to the ship and even the ocean outside.

 “They did a fantastic job with the ship. Even though you’re not on an island right now, you feel like it’s still a tropical vacation.”

 You nodded, agreeing with him.

 “Do you come on Disney cruises often?”

 You shook your head. “No. This is a first.”

 Chris lit up and smiled widely. “Wow. It’s been a while since I’ve met a first-timer.”

 “I take it you’re not.”

 “Nope, veteran. I come on a cruise at least once a year and go to Disneyworld and land twice a year,” Chris excitedly bragged.

 “Oh, a little boy trapped in a grown man’s body,” you teased.

 Chris chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck.

 “Eh, nothing wrong with being a little boy.”

 “Only if you aren’t that way because you refuse to grow up,” you responded. Chris looked at you and kept his eyes there. The ding of the elevator brought your attention back to the dial.

 “Six.”

 You walked out the door, then turned left and proceeded to your room, wondering the whole way if that was a bitch thing to say. You had to learn to censor, you thought as you scanned your wrist and stepped into your room. Peeping back, you saw Chris still walking to his room with his head dipped low as if he’d lost his best friend.

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2020 Creator’s Self-Love Extravaganza

Boy howdy, but it has been a year. So much so that I felt the need to dig up this meme so I can lavish myself with a little TLC, ‘cause you know what? I deserve it! And so do you. This year has been tough, and even in the best of times it can be a real struggle to remember that, instead of being your own worst enemy, you should strive to be your best cheerleader. Remember to be kind instead of cruel, to forgive rather than condemn yourself. Creativity is hard, and it is always a journey, never a final destination, so let’s take a moment and sight-see where we’ve been this year, yeah???

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works (fics, art, edits, etc.) you’ve created this year and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you’ve brought into the world in 2020. If you don’t have five published works, that’s fine! Include ideas/drafts/whatever you like that you’ve worked on/thought about, and talk a little about them instead! Remember, this is all about self-love and positive enthusiasm, so fuck the rules if you need to. Have fun, and tag as many fellow creators as you like so they can share the love! <3

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I was tagged by @mandalorianess, which I really appreciate, because otherwise I wouldn’t have looked back at what I was able to do this year, and see how different it had been. And see how fandom wise it wasn’t different in a bad way.

When I joined tumblr in 2011 or 2012(I don’t remember exactly...), I was in the OUAT fandom, being head over heels about Regina and also Lana Parrila, who played her. I remember how desperate I was to be heared, to fangirl over things with people, who loved the same characters, ships that I did. I always tagged, but it felt like noone was listening. 

I also remember how sad I was for having so few followers. When I became brave enough, I started to write prompts and fics on ff.net. In the end I was lucky to become friends with some fellow fans, I felt supported. I made some pleasant memories. But as I look back, it was so hard. It took years. 

I think the reason it all happend that way was because I was different, and also because it was a bigger fandom.

It’s been a year since I post, reblog, love The Mandalorian/Caradin/Cara Dune/Gina Carano here on tumblr. It isn’t exclusively that theme, but the people, who share my interest and love in the above have been so very supportive for quite some time now! 

I have to say that I started to post different things too. I have a few WIPs, but haven’t posted a fic this year (those poor people in the OUAT fandom, who had been reading my stories, and haven’t got an end, I am so sorry...maybe in the near future?).

I got a camera last Christmas+Birthday(finally, I couldn’t believe it), and I always loved LEGOs, have a lot of STAR WARS sets(and so many others too), and I thought that maybe I could try to take quality photos of my beloved characters in LEGO. And I made some, and never got so many notes.

I also tried to do quote posts of Gina, that was also new fore me. Or I just put my few word thoughts under pics or gifs as I used to, for Regina/OUAT, only this time, I got notes on them.

I don’t know. Maybe I became more entertaining. 

What it metters though is that it feels great! So thank you for every one of you reblogging, liking, commenting on my posts!

Special thanks for this year to my mutual Caradin shipper friends!

Sorry I was so long...

Here are the five of 2020:

1, You Too Need to Freshen up Little Man

In which Cara and Din give Grogu a bath, as LEGO minifigures. They are so cute. I figured I like to create cute and fluff in LEGO.

2, Slumber Party 1., 2., 3.

Because I couln’t choose. This was a request from @redheadedteatotaler I really liked, that’s why it has three chapters... Baby yoda made friends with Baby Groot and they had a slumber party supervised by Din and Cara. In LEGO.

3, Gina Carano Quotes

She talks about being an introvert several times during this event. I was surprised and also could relate to her. I thought people should know.

4, Best Spacedad

Just Din being the brave dad he is, fighting stormtroopers between lightning giant vines. Holiday piece with sneaky Grogu. In LEGO.

Since 2, and 3, has more posts I am stopping here. 

Take a look. 

Thank you!

Happy New Year!

Anyone else wants to do this? Go ahead!

[mrcoltkaneko]

daybreak (rod)

a/n: i am very... meh about this one, but when i heard that RODAW was happening, i had to throw something up for my favorite boy. it’s written in the second person because... i just vibed with it???? LMAO idk. as always, your comments / likes / reblogs are very much appreciated. i apologize for any typos in advance, i think i wrote this in like 4-5 hours so it is a very raw draft. i might go back and edit it at some point, but for now, please enjoy! 

pairings: Colt x MC angst

summary: So much for wanting to die, for choking yourself with smoke and willpower and here he is, doing it all by himself, five-and-a-half feet away.

rating: PG-13

content warning: cancer, infidelity.

length: 2172 words

tags: i am constantly amazed at the amount of quality content that comes out related to ROD. i’ve fallen out of the choices fandom but ROD still holds a special place in my heart and i’m so excited that it’s the same for a lot of other people as well! @rodappreciationweek ! 

All great love stories begin with a once upon a time, but you think that yours must have begun with an and they lived happily ever after, because with him, you are always drowning in a sea of now, now, now that exists only in a dream.

You smoke cigarettes now. It’s something of a habit, picked up in college after drunken nights out in the dead of a winter, desperate for the quick pinch of sobriety and a flicker of warmth — even now, you remember how much the smoke and tar had made you cough. Now, the nicotine, it tastes sweet on your lips.

You wonder when you’d become so jaded.

Even jarring images of blackened lungs can’t scare you now, not when you'd seen with your soul the images of your own heart, bloodied and bruised to shit. Not when you've seen her father waste away in that bed, antiseptic stinging your nose, your eyes. A year after he’d retired. There’d been plans, big ones for him to buy a home up near Olympia, fix it up himself. He’d bought tickets to Italy. You’d always thought he’d go out in a bang, a furious firework in the sky commemorating his heroism. None of seeing him die in that damned hospital was heroic.

You bring the cigarette up to your lips and inhale, holding your breath. Her gaze focuses on the skyline ahead, gripping the rust-streaked railing in front, the Hudson reflecting ink black, save for the moon’s milky touch rippling ribbons of white on the water. Only when you feel your chest constrict and vision blur that you open your mouth and let the cancer flow out. Hunched over the barrier, you begins coughing and fuck, does it feel good. It’s like being eighteen again, taking that first puff of that cigarette, feeling the smoke’s heat sear your throat in a line of fire.

“You all right?”

You glance up. You already has a bitter retort locked and loaded, about how you’s fucking goddamn fine, that you doesn’t need his help, that there’s pepper spray in your purse that you wouldn’t hesitate using and —

( “Ellie?” )

And your breath stops.

So much for wanting to die, for choking yourself with smoke and willpower and here he is, doing it all by himself, five-and-a-half feet away. You drop the cigarette, three-quarters done, and it’s no wonder that you are breathless because you drowns in him once again, like something familiar creeping up your airways, a release .

“Colt.” You take a step forward, hesitant. You watch his face, in as much disbelief as yours. He’s wearing the same jacket from all those years ago, and you want to laugh, to straighten the lapels and plant a kiss on his cheek and then cry from the youer impossibility of seeing him again, but seven years is too much time. You scrape the toe of your boot against the cobblestone, never daring to look at his face. “How - how are you?”

“I’m good. Didn’t know you were in New York.”

“I am.” You pause, wondering if you should say any more. “I work - I work at a publishing company. I edit books.”

“That’s cool. Good for you, El.”

A pause enters the conversation. For a moment, all you can hear are the distant hum of cars, the white noise of city life. And all you want to do is cry, but not for the same reasons as before, but how stilted their conversations are, how much you do not say that you wanted to for the longest time. Like, I’m sorry, I wish I’d stayed, I wish I hadn’t thrown you out. Like, I’ve missed you, you complete me, I love you.

“Are you in New York too?”

“Nah. Just here to visit my girlfriend’s parents. They live up in Queens.”

Oh.

You want to ask. You want to know her name, her job, what she’s like. You want to know whether the girlfriend has met his mother, whether she knows about his father and Ximena and Toby and Logan, whether she knows about you. In bitterness, you’re reminded of your own boyfriend, the one you’d fought with earlier over a carton of milk — and then it dawns on you that there is a space of seven years that you have been gone, torn from Colt’s life that you don’t know about, and you swallow. The pause is no longer a pause, but a thick hesitation sitting in between you and him, and you struggle to breathe against his presence.

“Listen, Ellie —”

“No. It’s fine — it’s fine, I mean, it’s been seven years, right? You’re allowed to have a girlfriend and a life, and I have a life now, and we’re all fine, really —”

“Hey! Christ, slow down; I just wanted to ask if you wanted to go for a walk. My girlfriend, she’s out with some friends and I was just killing some time anyways.”

You know you shouldn’t. That the time away had been her time to heal, to process their goodbye from all those years ago, and yet — you’ve never been good at holding him at an arm’s distance, even when he’d been three thousand miles away.

So you say yes.

☆☆☆☆☆☆

You’re positive that this is all a fever dream, that there’s no way that Colt is beside you, that you’re laughing with him again, that it’s always when you least expect it that you’re thrown back into the waters again, unsure of where it’d started, and yet, not caring in the slightest.

The stars, you’ve never noticed them in the city. Not with all the light pollution circling high above the clouds, but with him, you’re positive that the stars shine for him, bouncing off the tips of his cheekbones, the tip of his nose. Two in the morning and you’ve never felt held more than this exact moment, not in so long. You don’t know if it’s the warmth of the alcohol or the orbit of his presence, but you're rosy-cheeked, desperate to find his physical touch next.

Leave it to him to jolt you out of your fantasy.

“How’s that boyfriend of yours, huh?”

You swallow. The 40s you’ve both bought in a dingy corner store like nineteen-year olds with fake IDs lie in the paper bags at their feet and the magnified haze of reality swings at your head. Drunk, and yet, too aware of your drunkenness, you squint at him, challenging him with a brashness only marked by the alcohol.

“What’s it to you, anyways?” Cross, you pick up the bottle, taking a swig of the drink.

Colt shrugs. “Curious. I’ve seen your pics with him.”

“You’ve been stalking me,” you reply, smirking.

Shaking his head, he chuckles. “And you can never answer the questions without being a smart-ass, can you?”

“It’s none of your business.” You pull your knees closer, hugging your legs to your chest. “Anyways, you haven’t said a word about your mystery girlfriend,” you challenge. It’s not like you want to hear about her, but the prospect of telling Colt all about your significant other brings a rock to your stomach.

You meet his eyes. Dark, stormy, you think you see a phantom of a frown, emotion betraying his usual aloof demeanor. But as soon as it crosses his face, it flies off into the distance, and he shrugs. “You always do this, Ellie — act like that I’m out to get you, comment on your life choices —”

“Oh, I’m sorry, am I the one that couldn’t handle my fucking anger whenever things didn’t go right, because if I remember correctly, that was you.” You bolt up, an accusatory finger thrown his way, and he matches your movement, drenched in passion.

“You’re going to bring that up? Because if we’re going to rehash our goddamn relationship right here, I’d be happy to list all of the things you did that were fucking frustrating to deal with.”

“Oh my gosh, yes. Please do that, I’m begging you,” she snaps back, sarcastic. Hesitating, you turn back to him, fire burning in your eyes. “Actually. Let’s do it. Say it. I dare you. Because if I remember correctly, it was me that left. Not you.”

Silence blankets the two of you, and his face hardens back up, body returning to the slack swagger he’d always carried so easily in his chest. Shoving his hands back into his pockets, he crouches back down, eyes aimed towards the water. “Whatever,” he snorts, shaking his head. “It doesn’t matter.”

He’d always been so nonchalant. Still is, and it’s what you’ve loved about him, the way he could tell you so much more with his eyes than his words. You’d loved Logan too, but he’d always been brash, the brushstrokes of his love painted in broad, simple marks. And yet Colt — the intricacies of his emotions have always been a puzzle that you’d been adamant to unscramble. How the flicker in the corners of his eyelids could mean that he’s upset, or the twitch in the corner of his mouth, deepening a shred of a dimple gave away his happiness. Even now, the ghosts of those imprints remain etched onto his face, and you can tell he longs for something more, a what if still lingering on their tongues.

And like always, you fall into his lips.

It’s a mistake.

And yet — a glorious, beautiful, irrevocable mistake, even more when you feel his lips press against yours. He’s missed me too, you think, and you wonder why he is the only person that has only made you feel like the world is yours. You are drunk, sitting on concrete by the muddy river and yet you want to savor the moment forever, inscribe it into your skin as a tattoo.

When you part, your teeth taste like sin and your hands are drenched in the blood of your guilt, but you’d risk it all to do it again.

☆☆☆☆☆☆

One more joy ride on his Cavalieri Novanta, you understand why you loved ( love ) him. Freedom has always come at a price for you, perpetually out of your reach but with him? He makes it easy to be in freefall, and as your hands wrap around his waist, you’re not afraid to hit the ground.

Coney Island is a hellmouth, but at 4AM, the silence is cathartic. You’ve never been to the beach without the buzz of crowds closing in on you, and yet, there is something distinctly wistful about the abandoned park. Still, quiet, with only the creak of the boards underneath your feet, the ocean is there, and yet — you only see Colt. If the Pacific had been an expanse of hope and new horizons, you think that the Atlantic is a deluge of melancholy. There is no room for your sorrows when you’ve finally been let out of your self-inflicted cage. He finds a place in the sand, and you follow along, head on his shoulder.

“You shouldn’t have kissed me.” And yet, his lips are in your hair, whispering. You think you feel him trace an I still love you with his lips, but you can’t be sure.

“I was drunk.” You still are. You can’t think straight. When you’re with him, all you see is him.

“Doesn’t make it right.”

“Since when have you cared about whether something’s right or not?” It shocks you to the core, more than you expect. It’s not him. This is not the Colt you know.

“You don’t want this. You don’t want me.”

“What - no. Of course I want you. I want you, Colt Kaneko.” You know you do. You’d leave everything behind, run far away with him until your feet bled. Frantic, you find his face, search for that shred of longing you’d become so familiarized with. You don’t find it. “Run away with me. You don’t - we can go back. We can go back.” Desperately, you think that if you say it enough, you could make it a truth.

“You know, Ellie.” Colt swallows, Adam’s apple bobbing in his neck. For once, you cannot read the emotion in his face, and it terrifies you. Seven years is too much time lost, and you think about all of the things you’ve missed.

You do know. Leaving him once, you know. That your longing and love for him has always relied on being apart, that two burning hot fires only created a larger fire that threatened to ruin everything else in its path.

“We would’ve burned each other up, El.” He’s closer now, only a breath away. A finger on your cheek, your hand snakes up and holds his hand, memorizing his touch. His thumb swipes away a tear that you didn’t even know had fallen.

He leans in this time.

A first kiss against the Californian sunset, the last rolled into a New York sunrise, you wonder if you’ll ever look at daybreak the same way again.

[preathbar]

I’m new to tumblr. I would like to give credit to those who post stuff. How do I do that? I just want to honor your guy’s work. Thanks!

First of all, thank you for this question! I think that a lot of people need to hear the answer. 

1) DON’T STEAL CONTENT!! Now, what does that mean? Well… if YOU didn’t take the photo, THAT’S NOT YOUR CONTENT. If YOU didn’t make the gif THAT’S NOT YOUR CONTENT. If YOU didn’t record the video. THAT’S NOT YOUR CONTENT. If YOU didn’t create the artwork. THAT’S NOT YOUR CONTENT. If YOU didn’t record the video that you are making gifs of THAT’S NOT YOUR CONTENT. It doesn’t matter if you found the pic/video on another platform. IT’S STILL NOT YOUR CONTENT. ALL of these instances (and ones I didn’t name) would require credit to the original creator is reposted!

1.5) DECIDE IF YOU REALLY NEED TO POST SOMEONE ELSE’S CONTENT!! If you see a gif you like on Tumblr. REBLOG IT. That’s literally the whole point of Tumblr. There is no need to repost some else’s gifs/videos/artwork/edits if they already exist on Tumblr. USE THE REBLOG BUTTON. It still ends up on your dash all the same. 

2) GIVE CREDIT IF YOU’RE POSTING OTHERS CONTENT!!! This is a long one but I will try to give as many examples as possible: 

If you want to repost a picture from Instagram. Include the LINK back to the original posters Instagram account/picture. Do your research, sometimes the account that a picture is posted on is NOT the original poster. If you can’t find the original content creator. DON’T POST IT. If you really want to be nice, shoot the person a message on Instagram and ask if you can repost it. Also, see this post for more Instagram etiquette 

What about photos from big sites like Getty Images or ISI (or anywhere else)? Credit the photographer and don’t remove the watermark. I cannot stress those enough. These people make their living off of taking and selling photos so give them credit where credit is due. 

If you want to repost a video on Instagram, use the link posting function on Tumblr (It’s the big green circle) and link the video! That way it still get’s its views on Instagram. Also, as I said before, it never hurts to message the original creator and ask if it is okay. 

Let’s say you find a video on Instagram or Youtube or any other platform that you want to make gifsets of. That’s fine, but make sure you LINK BACK TO THE ORIGINAL VIDEO!! And again, you can shoot the original content creator a message and ask if it is okay. 

What if you want to create a gifset/post with other’s gifs? Remember, if you like a gif just reblog it! The first thing I would do before reposting someone’s gifs is to message and ask them! I promise you most people don’t mind, myself included. Now, if you don’t do that make sure you tag the original creator (do your research) in the post where you used the gif. NOT THE TAGS, they disappear when the post is reblogged.

Remember, never crop the watermarks or tags out of videos when reposting them. Leave them in their original form. 

4) DON’T BE A DICK! I’m sure everyone messes up at some point (I definitely have), so if someone calls you out on it (hopefully respectfully) then fix your mistake! Delete the post (especially if it has a lot of notes) or add the proper credit. Keep in mind that when editing a post only the new reblogs will have the credit. 

5) HOLD PEOPLE ACCOUNTABLE! Don’t reblog posts that don’t have the proper credit. Giving people notes is only enforcing the idea that they can get away with not crediting creators. Also, you can kindly message them and inform them of their mistake. Hopefully they will correct it. 

tl;dr  Basically, if you’re posting something on Tumblr that isn’t 100% yours, make it obvious it is not. Make it obvious where the content came from

Sidenote: There is always a lot of gray area with stuff, and I don’t really want to get into it because it is something that you have to learn over time, but for example we don’t credit players when they post their own (meaning they took it) photos to Insta because it’s almost common knowledge where it came from. I also didn’t even get into posting content from private sources because that’s something that you should NEVER EVER EVER do! In the end, use your common sense, please.  

Feel free to add anything else I didn’t cover below. 

[wetookanoath]

personal struggles, the fate of this and other blogs and apologies.

This year so far has been strange and not good for me and this blog. Some of you know my long history with hate in this fandom and while it’s always nice to hear your kind words, the hate I get is every day worse to the point I had to take off the anonymous option on this blog, my personal, the Library, the writing events and even the damn porn blog.

A few months ago I said I was gonna delete all blogs, and as promised I also deleted my twitter account, passed the instagram account to someone else (who hasn’t done anything with it yet), deleted other b*zzf*ed related blogs I ran, and left others I helped in.

I answered to every and all asks on this blog and the porn blog (most asks now on queue or drafts, waiting to be posted slowly to not spam), finished the event that didn’t went as good as it seemed and passed the administration of the Library to my personal account to never left it die down.

During this time, something happened in my personal life and I found myself in a very dark place I never thought I would go back to after it happened to me many years ago. But it did, and I had to dealt with it all over again, but this time there was a difference, this time I knew were to start and it helped me because I was able to ask for what I needed and get help.

I’m on meds again. I’m not proud of it and it... makes me angry that I’m ashamed to admit it. I’m making less money, lost a person, stopped writing, entered a rehab therapy for two weeks for depression (I didn’t tell anyone but my family, which won me a very long fight with my best friend and two of my best friends online), ended in the hospital last month. 

That long period I spent away from this blog, forgetting to answer replies I got e-mails for and the days of check-in and whatnot for the Exchange, god they were so good even with all that mess going on. I watched and read so many things, even if suffered not writing and other physical things. But I felt good, I really did. Which I think it’s why I was happy to get back here, just to find hate on my inbox yet again (from the same person as always, by the way. This woman really is the saddest person on the planet. Yes, it’s about you. I know you are reading this), and I really thought “why do I keep doing this to myself?”

And then weeks ago I finally realized why. And it’s because I like this show so much. I like the pictures and the stories, the chat group I’m in even if sometimes I feel like they don’t like me, and most important, in spite of all the hate we get here, I love the stories I write for this fandom, and my ship. I’ve never wrote this good, gotten the chance to improve and learn better english too.

I love the writer I am in this fandom and I have wrote so much these past few weeks, and all because I started to write shy*n again. 

So what do I do?

There are days when I forget this blog exists. It’s been so boring, this hiatus and how things have changed, the lack of content makes things dry and easier to forget. I just forget it exists, but then when I get in, it’s fun when there’s no hate. I find it entertaining to go into my blogs and tag everything properly, organize tag pages and make lists of films based on things, make edits, answer old asks I didn’t have time for before.

Since now that anonymous is off I don’t get any asks, I had have the chance to answer in depth so many things I had left behind before, it’s been fun. Like it used to be, January-July of 2018 came again to remind me of how things were before The Change. I enjoyed preparing this blog for my deperture, and I found myself not wanting to go.

My first thought after that revelation? “People is going to hate on me on anonymous for changing my mind”. Isn’t that fucking sad? That I have to condition everything I do so people won’t hate me on anonymous and say horrible things just because I complain bout things, then calm down and change my mind like any other normal person does on a daily basic... on my own, personal blog? 

So, so far, this is what will happen:

The blog reminds, since it’s also kind of an archive for this fandom with how much has been posted that I know it’s resourceful to people for all kinds of things.

Anonymous will perpeturally be off in all my blogs. The Library’s inbox will remain closed.

I’m still going to take my long periods of ignoring this blog, so I’m sorry if you sent me any qs and I don’t answer right away.

It will be on perpetual semi-hiatus, since I will come back once a week to answer things, tag stuff, stock the Library’s queue and the one on this blog.

About the updates, I’m just going to post things I would like to archive myself.

New fanfics/chapters of fics coming every Saturday until I’m done posting everything I wrote these weeks. I’m still writing, so I guess my day of the week to check replies, messages and asks will be on Saturday.

I don’t think I will be around for the new season, not the way I used to. I’m so gonna watch it, but no posts from me anymore. This is a big maybe, since I’m not sure of many things right now, especially with my health as fragile as it is right at the moment.

There’s, so far, 131 original posts on queue. These are: lists that were requested on this blog on such things like all episode Shane called Ryan ‘baby’, personal favorite shyan moments with links (I worked so much in this one, I ended up hating it), etc., edits from many things, included shoots found in old articles and so on, the ongoing ‘fave insta pics’ series of Ryan, Shane, TJ, Sara, Kelsey and the boys in other people’s instagrams, more favorite fanfic edits, and more buzzships edits. Also, a few headcanons, rec lists and solo recs.

Queue will post three posts a day, one original text, one reblog, one original edit. Texts are less than the edits, so when they are over, it will be two edits and one reblog. I will be stocking the queue during my weekly visit, so I don’t know if it will eventually run off original posts or not. 

Library reminds what it is, inbox closed until further notice.

Writing Events is over, though. I’m too tired for that. At least for a long break.

This really all depends on my health and how things are once the show is back. I miss the interaction a lot, so having lost the anonymous option it’s really a big bummer for me, and maybe to the people who did like to interact with me and the blog’s content in a positive way via this option. We’ll see.

And finally, I want to apologize not only for the long of this but for my negative reactions months ago. It was wrong, childish at times and out of character. I didn’t realize I was getting bad, and when I did it had already gotten worse. I can now look at all those desperate posts and see how bad I really was at keeping it together and how desperate I was to be okay. 

While I still believe I didn’t deserve the harassment I was getting, I should had never given onto it and answer back. I shouldn’t. It was not only bad for me, but to the people who followed/follows this blog and engaged into the negativity too. 

I caused that by acting exactly how the hateful people wanted me to, and instead of showing myself as the imperfect human being I am, all people saw was a crying girl asking to be appreciated and loved back. And the reality is that forcing those things to happen won’t make it any better, on the contrary, it makes it worse.

All those times I said, “why does people have to insult me for you to care about me?”, it was because I made it happen. I decided to posts those answers and reply to the hate, and it made people, worried by my answers and the tone of them (yeah, I was pretty suicidal and paranoid, I didn’t realize until recently), send their support. It made it look like that was the case, that I needed to be hurt for people to appreciate me.

But now, I don’t post those things. Had to shut down anonymous asks. And last week I got one ask, just one, of someone saying they love this blog. There was no reason for it, just someone who saw me online and send in their positivity. And it was the best thing in the world, those short words, the best ones.

So yes. My sincere and deepest apologies to everyone, involved or not, for having acted, well, toxic in the past months. Hopefully, it won’t happen again. Meds, no anon and semi-hiatus will make a difference, I hope. And things will be fine.

Thanks for the support, the kindness and the love. And thanks for reading this bible.

Love you,

Nina.

[marlahey]

a plea for tour (hotel edition)

So I just counted and Shawn’s doing over a hundred shows on this tour. So far, at least (hopefully Asia gets dates soon!). There are over a dozen cities that are back to back (to back to back) nights. From now until he comes back to TO for his stadium date in September, that’s 8 months of being away from home, followed by another two months when he heads to Latin America, Australia, and New Zealand. Which brings me to my plea.  Please stop gathering outside Shawn’s hotels. I’ve already said a lot about trying to meet Shawn in public and I still hate the airport stalking (because it is stalking point blank), but at this point I do believe that the hotel gatherings are worse between the two. There is no way that Shawn is going to be able to perform at 100 percent for the next ten months if he has to dedicate huge amounts of time to people who insist on stalking his hotels and waiting for him outside. A picture “takes 3 seconds” but multiply that by hundreds of people and suddenly Shawn’s standing, smiling, and talking for hours. He’s either not able to prepare enough before a show, or he’s not able to rest like he probably needs to afterwards – not to mention he has to literally get to the next city/country on time. You are disrupting his ability to do all that. Moreover, hotels are his home for the next year. Just because they’re on a public street does not mean it’s okay to wait out there (because you think if you wait long enough he’ll come out). (Most of) You wouldn’t wait outside his condo. Why is waiting outside his hotel okay? People talked about going there like it was casual hang out spot. It’s not.  The story out of London the other day was awful and it’s why I’m making this post. Jake literally came down and said the reason that Shawn would not be taking pictures that day was because they felt like “fans” were crossing boundaries by sneaking into the hotel to photograph him when he wasn’t aware, gawking through windows, being rude, etc. Jake explained that Shawn felt disrespected and that his/the team’s privacy was being invaded. That was why he did not come down. Jake even talked about how constantly being on camera really scares Shawn. What I think people fail to understand that this isn’t just one bad incident. Whether Shawn takes photos or not, the act of crowding a public space and creating this invisible pressure on him is always disrespectful. It is always an invasion of privacy. No one should know where he’s fucking sleeping every night. It’s not a matter of “oh just be nice.” It’s entitled and selfish and toxic, and rude to people other than Shawn (ie. hotel staff and other guests). You claim to understand his anxiety and yet you create situations that would stress out anyone. Quite frankly, just because “he says it’s okay,” doesn’t mean that it really is. And it doesn’t mean you should. People are willfully taking advantage of his kindness and it needs to fucking stop. You can’t afford a M&G? Neither can I but I’m not becoming a stalker because of it. Jake saying these things to the crowd’s face should have been a huge fandom wake up call. But surprise, surprise, so many people lack self-awareness or self-reflection and more hotel pics appeared. Shawn literally told you that you were being disrespectful to him and yet you continue to do it? You’re such a true fan. “But he came out the next day and he was fine,” yeah because you came back. He should not have to choose between having privacy and having a good relationship with us. Stop putting him in that position. He’s not a fucking zoo animal. Stop treating him like one. It’s also not about separating the ‘good’ fans from ‘bad’. Everyone there is complicit in making him feel this way. There needs to be a shift in mentality, or else Shawn’s overall health and the success of the tour could really suffer. Waiting at his hotel needs to stop being considered acceptable. Stop encouraging it. Stop posting the photos and videos. Stop reblogging them. It truly still baffles me that people will go to such lengths just for a selfie. It’s not a conversation. It’s not a meaningful interaction by any stretch of the imagination. It doesn’t seem like you care about him, not really. Because if you genuinely cared about Shawn, you wouldn’t need a stupid fucking photo to prove it. 

[nolan-sims]

>>> Sweet Messages, TOU, Requests, CC Help, Giveaway Q’s, etc.

@tinyfrostedfinds: Hi. ❤️ I like your sim style, and your Custom Content! You are very sweet too. I hope you have a fantastic day or night! ❤️

@wild-pixel: Your edits are so pretty!!!

@wild-pixel: Send this to 10 simblrs you want to know how much you love and appreciate their content!! 💕💕💕💕 don’t break the chain!!! :D

Anon: hey it's fine if you don't answer this but I just wanted to tell you that your cc is beautiful regarding quality, style, and detail. you also seem like a very kind down-to-earth person and I appreciate that. that's all. bye.

To reply to all 4 asks: Thank you so, so, SO much! Messages like these really make my day & help to remind me that the this community is full of kind people. Seriously, thank you-- you’re all so sweet ❤️❤️❤️

Anon: hey, I wanted to ask, if i recoloured some of your hairs, would you be okay with me including the mesh? It didn't specify in your TOU so i wanted to check! Thank you so so much

Oh, thanks for asking! I should probably add that to my TOU because I’d rather my meshes not be included-- I’ve edited it to reflect that 😁 

Anon: no shade or anything, and of course i respect your tou! but why is including the mesh such a big deal for many people? like what changes for the creator when proper credit is given?

I think it comes down to personal preference & being credited for your work. Not everyone is courteous & links back to the original creation or gives credit, which is unfortunate, so disallowing inclusion of the mesh is usually a surefire way of making sure credit is given. Well, that’s how I treat it, anyway. 

As a sidenote: 9 times out of 10 if someone wants to edit my content, etc. I almost always say yes, so don’t be afraid to ask! 

Anon: Ahh will u please upload the sims from that moschino pack pic? Love them ❤️

Hey there, Anon! I’m not really into making CC lists & such, so I most likely won’t. But, if you’re interested in other Sims of mine, you can download them here. (The page still needs to be updated, but all of the links still work)

Anon: Hi. Can you make your Lavellan braids hair a bit longer in the front and back(not too long maybe mid back/upper chest length)?

Anon: would you ever consider making a "mom jean" version of your trill jean set? yours are the only cc jeans i can stand, but i wish i had some that were not so tight-legged!

To answer both asks: I’m actually quite happy with both of these items & probably won’t be revisiting them anytime soon. Buuut... maybe once I finish pending CC requests from my Patrons, I might be able to take a look back at older content. But for now, it isn’t much of a possibility. 

Anon: Hi, do you know where I can find any cas preset for download of the dragon age characters? I cant make mine resembling them :(

I would check the Gallery!

Anon: hi! its a long shot but youre one of the best cc makers i follow and i’m making recolors of the get famous furniture, and i was wondering if you knew a way to get rid of that weird shine on the flur’s sofa and the other matching furniture? i was going for a more matte fabric look and the shine in game is really throwing me off.

Hey there & sorry for such a late reply. If you edit or remove the spec map, it should fix your problem. You can find more information on what a spec map is/how it works here & here. Good luck CC creating~!

Anon: Hello, I seem to be having a problem with your goddess dreads and braids! In S4S, they appear just fine, but when I try to use them in CAS, the black-box-and-question-mark grid appears all over the sim. Funny part is, the hair also appears. The mesh and colors are there, but so is that awful grid. Any ideas on what's going on, or if it's just me? Thank you!

Anon: Swettie, your hair Goddess Dreads is showing an error in game. I cant wear it. It shows all black with red eyes and a question mark on the forehead

To answer both asks: Do you have the original mesh in your game as well? That may be your issue 😊 Let me know if that’s it– if not, i’ll see what I can do to fix it. Thanks!

Anon: Hi! I wanted to ask, are you going to update your oh my sims icon overhaul with moschino stuff? thank you in advance!

Here ya go! ✨

Anon: do we also need to reblog the giveaway-post to enter?

Nope! You don’t have to follow, reblog, etc. Everything you need to know is written in the rules, so make sure you read them 😊💕

[madatobiweek2019-2021]

MadaTobi Week Master Post

First of all, a giant thank you to everyone who participated! Thank you for lending your time and effort to creating new content for everyone to enjoy and for making this event such a success! We’re very seriously thinking about hosting this event again next year so we hope to see the same enthusiasm again then!

As promised, here is the masterpost of all the entries for MadaTobi Week 2018. Some of them filled two different prompts at a time so for accuracy’s sake and ease of finding they will be listed under each relevant heading.

Should any late arrivals come in we will add them to this list and reblog again so if you’re still working on something don’t be afraid to tag us in a few days or however long you need!

Edit: New additions will have a star * next to them! 

Second Edit: All new late additions have been added from last year’s prompt now that tumblr has stopped being a butt and killing any new links! 

 Day 1

Soul mark/Soulmate

Love Is Merely A Madness - @ivysylph- art

Hot Blooded - @godaime-obito - fanfiction

Protostellar - @raendown - fanfiction

Soulmate AUs - @yupingsan - art

Red, Red, Red - @kalira9 - fanfiction

Fate and Circumstance - @thatrandomnpc - fanfiction

Match - @peppymint1986 - fanfiction

Heatwave - @detectivepoet - fanfiction

Won’t Ever Get Caught (Ever Be Found) - @white-paper-ball - fanfiction

For Your Eyes Only - @glitteratti - fanfiction

On A Warm Summer’s Day – @nebulawritesao3 - fanfiction

Belvedere - @mantykora14 – fanfiction

Soulmate Chapter 125 - @raendown - fanfiction

Fall In To Forever - @a-kid-named-hiro - fanfiction 

Too hot!

Fever - @sinyaru - art

Madara Pushed His Fucking BF In The River What An Asshole - @fajeczki - art

Hot Blooded - @godaime-obito - fanfiction

The Beginning - @ivysylph - fanfiction

Funeral - @dahtwitchi - art

Sex and Sweat - @yupingsan - art

Sleeping Habits - @its-amihan - art

Too Hot! - @therainmage - fanfiction

Too Hot! - @tobiramainprofile - fanfiction

Heatwave - @detectivepoet - fanfiction

Midday Heat - @kalira9 - fanfiction

On A Warm Summer’s Day - @nebulawritesao3- fanfiction

We Walk Through The Fire - @shiranuigenma – fanfiction

I Watch The Rain Come Down And Think Of How You Shine - @a-kid-named-hiro - fanfiction *

Hot d-! - @mantykora14 - fanfiction *

 Day 2

Alternate Universe

Smartphone Tobirama 1 2 3 4 5 - @fineillsignup – comic translation

Worst Superhero AU - @sinyaru - art

Cats AU - @therainmage - fanfiction

Boy Next Door AU - @ivysylph - art

Chasing - @ivysylph - fanfiction

Prostitute AU - @fajeczki - art

Accidental Dick Pic - @its-amihan - comic

Wounded Lips and Salted Cheeks - @raendown - fanfiction

Waterbending - @kalira9 - fanfiction

Sugar Daddy AU - @yupingsan - art

Filing Cabinet Games - @godaime-obito - fanfiction

Superhero AU - @its-amihan - art

Running With Bigfoot - @glitteratti - fanfiction

We All Want Love (We All Want Honor) – @nebulawritesao3 - fanfiction

Alternate Universe - @tobiramainprofile – fanfiction

Soulmate Chapter 125 - @raendown - fanfiction

A Recipe For The Way To My Heart - @puzzleshipper - fanfiction *

Fall In To Forever -  @a-kid-named-hiro - fanfiction 

Memories of You (Still Stand Strong) - @a-kid-named-hiro - fanfiction *

Office Shenanigans

Falling Back - @dahtwitchi - comic

Accidental Dick Pic - @its-amihan - comic

Wounded Lips and Salted Cheeks - @raendown - fanfiction

I Like You Just Fine - @berry-doodles - comic

Attention - @detectivepoet - fanfiction

Attrition - @thatrandomnpc - fanfiction

Workday Diversion - @kalira9 - fanfiction

Filing Cabinet Games - @godaime-obito - fanfiction

What Not To Do In The Office - @mantykora14 – fanfiction

 Day 3

Fake Relationship/Hidden Relationship

Asking For Trouble - @godaime-obito - fanfiction

Hiding Feelings In The Dark - @dahtwitchi - comic

Promise - @ivysylph - fanfiction

Art for “Promise” - @ivysylph - art

To Drain The Whole Sea – @nebulawritesao3 - fanfiction

But Broken Live On - @raendown - fanfiction

Post Battlefield - @yupingsan - art

Pomp and Circumstance - @thatrandomnpc - fanfiction

Fake Dating - @tobiramainprofile - fanfiction

Mission To Shimogakure - @detectivepoet - fanfiction

Brother Knows Best - @mantykora14 - fanfiction 

Hurt - @a-kid-named-hiro - fanfiction *

On The Battlefield

On The Battlefield - @kaiyaru-art - art

On The Battlefield - @fajeczki - art

On The Battlefield - @berry-doodles - art

To Drain The Whole Sea – @nebulawritesao3 - fanfiction

Watching Your Back - @kalira9 - fanfiction

Cold - @a-kid-named-hiro - fanfiction

We Walk Through The Fire - @shiranuigenma - fanfiction

You Won’t Do The Same - @tobi-drama – fanfiction

 Day 4

Yokai/Gods/Monsters

Gods AU - @fajeczki - art

Rain Soaked - @godaime-obito - fanfiction

Amor Aeternus - @ivysylph - fanfiction

Art for “Amor Aeternus” - @ivysylph - art

Fade To Bright - @raendown - fanfiction

Surprise Kiss - @sinyaru - art

Secrets Never To Be Told - @dahtwitchi - comic

Sparks of War - @kalira9 - fanfiction

Kitsune Tobirama - @mantykora14 - art

Ghost Tobirama - @its-amihan - art

XXXholic AU - @squidspawn - art

No One’s Gonna Take My Soul Away - @a-kid-named-hiro - fanfiction *

The Sensei Trap

The Sensei Trap - @tobiramainprofile - fanfiction

Hanging Around - @detectivepoet – art and fanfiction

The Set Up - @thatrandomnpc – fanfiction

Caught You - @nebulawritesao3 - fanfiction *

 Day 5

Time Travel

Rest With Me Until A Brighter Day - @blackkatmagick - fanfiction

Vision - @kalira9 - fanfiction

Change - @detectivepoet - fanfiction

Art for “Change” - @yupingsan - art

Second Chance - @sanxkei - art *

Turn Back The Clock - @thatrandomnpc - fanfiction *

Experimentation/Crazy Scientist

Bloody Scientists - @fajeczki - art

Unexpected Delay - @godaime-obito - fanfiction

The Ending - @ivysylph – fanfiction

Art the “The Ending” - @ivysylph - art

The Science Of Madness - @dahtwitchi – comic

No Sleep - @kaiyaru-art - comic

Oblivious Until Proven Stupid - @raendown - fanfiction

Family Bonding - @its-amihan - art

Tobirama the Fluff - @yupingsan - fanfiction

Always Wanted To Do That - @tobiramainprofile - fanfiction

Vision - @kalira9 - fanfiction

Sleepless - @mantykora14 – fanfiction

Awake and Unafraid - @a-kid-named-hiro - fanfiction *

 Day 6

To the victor go the spoils

Pray The Devil Will Save My Soul - @raendown - fanfiction

Prize - @kalira9 - fanfiction

Indecent Proposal - @mantykora14 - fanfiction

Dango Comic - @yupingsan - comic

Returned - @detectivepoet – art and fanfiction

Through My Soul Like A Hurricane Wind - @a-kid-named-hiro - fanfiction *

Today’s Limits (Tomorrow’s Victories) - @nebulawritesao3 - fanfiction *

Supernatural/Fantasy

To Believe, Or Not To Believe - @dahtwitchi - comic

Werewolf Boyfriends - @fajeczki - art

Reluctant Questing - @godaime-obito - fanfiction

The Wolf and The Wizard - @ivysylph - art

Werewolf Snuggling - @kaiyaru-art - art

Pray The Devil Will Save My Soul - @raendown - fanfiction

The Cursed Child And His Savior - @ivysylph - fanfiction

Supernatural AU - @tobiramainprofile – fanfiction

Meeting In The Middle - @kalira9 – fanfiction

No One Will Ever Know Our Names - @dimancheetoile - fanfiction

Unwind - @thatrandomnpc - fanfiction *

 Day 7

Role swap/clan swap

Behind Enemy Lines - @raendown - fanfiction

Under The Surface (Dig Deep Till It Bleeds) - @raendown – fanfiction

Clan Swap - @fajeczki - art

Free day

Psychological Abuse - @fineillsignup – art translation

Madara and Tobirama - @vivid-cosplay – cosplay

Kissing Scene - @ivysylph - art

Sweet Lies - @ivysylph - fanfiction

An End - @dahtwitchi - art

Late Night Revelations - @godaime-obito - fanfiction

Sense8 AU - @tobiramainprofile – fanfiction

Out Of Ideas - @yupingsan - comic

Happy Hugs - @its-amihan - art

Relaxing - @kalira9 - fanfiction

Morning Cuddles - @sinyaru - art 

pirates ahoy! - @mantykora14 - fanfiction *

[tehuti88-photos]

Dumb Photos

UGH all I did was rotate my screen to keep typing and it erased my post? Without even asking to save?? Great function, Tumblr. 🙄

Starting AGAIN...hello, this is indeed the same account behind tehuti88 and tehuti88-art. I decided it's time for a photography blog. A long time back I tried blogging a few of my photos on my main blog (via Flickr) but fizzled out. Since I'm way behind on Flickr, and don't want to glut my main blog with my own (admittedly not high-quality) pics, a new blog seemed best. I'll try uploading straight here and see how it goes and if I have the motivation to keep at it, considering my blogs are pretty invisible and I'm lucky if I get maybe one like every couple of weeks or so.

For now I'll be sticking to digital photos, since my scans date back to when I had a poor scanner and saved things at too poor a quality (memory on computers was MUCH lower back then) and they just suck. Aside from rotating and possibly resizing/compressing or whatever, my pics should be uploaded as is. I'd like to edit/tweak for contrast and saturation and all, but I like to use the same settings on everything, which isn't feasible with photos of varying quality, plus it's time and memory consuming and I have no photo software of my own, PLUS I went through a phase of over-editing my photos and don't want to do that again. And I just hate losing metadata although it's not always accurate on my pics which have migrated from computer to computer over the years. Oh--and with possible rare exceptions (mostly photos of people, or identifying details), I don't cull my pics and post only the best, since I can't choose.

So...prepare for lots of similar, mediocre pics. If I work up the motivation to upload them.

Nobody'll take me up on this but FEEL FREE TO REBLOG*, JUST LEAVE CAPTIONS INTACT! And thanks.

*Unless you have a blog full of hateful stuff...I know I can't stop you, but I'd rather not have my work associated with such things, and I bet you wouldn't want my stuff in your blog, either. What do I consider hateful? I admit I've grown more narrowminded over the past two years. Basically I mean far-right blogs. If you're not sure what I mean by "far right," you probably don't belong here already. Just imagine I'm a bleeding-heart special snowflake leftist radical socialist liberal Antifa member. I'm not half those things but if you're the type of blog I don't want to associate with, you'll think I am those things. Anyway, please avoid interacting with me and I'll avoid you and we should be fine.

[kathubs]

hey katie--could you do a ranking of all of the amber benson movies you've seen, from favorite to least favorite? :)

This is an EXCELLENT question, thank you, Clem! I took it a little too seriously maybe (and i’m a little drunk and long-winded), but you asked, so I’m giving a good answer ;) 

I pulled out my handy dandy masterlist of Amber’s work and started categorizing her movies! (fun pic to clarify that i am the world’s biggest nerd)

Also please note that these are just my opinions - I am by no means a film critic or an expert on anything, I’ve just seen a lot of Amber Benson movies! 

Never seen: (if anyone has links, send em over please)Hollywood, PennsylvaniaLong Island Confidential

Not yet released: The Griddle HouseSelling IsobelThe Nightmare GalleryGlossary of Broken Dreams

Here’s where it gets fun!

Terrible:Act Your Age - this movie is not very good, and she’s hardly in it, so it gets a “terrible” ranking, yikes!

Meh all around (worst to best):The Blue Tooth Virgin - she’s in literally two minutes. i couldn’t watch the restDon’s Plum - i’ve only seen her parts! and apart from her face, i found them pretty unlikeable. :/ SFW - she’s in like ten minutes at the end. looking very adorable with round cheeks and round glasses. the rest of the movie is just okJack Reed (all three) - TV movies. She was SO YOUNG but she’s only in a couple scenes each. From what I’ve seen, they’re fine, nothing groundbreakingSimple Things - this is just bad, and she’s not really in it that much, but it could be worse. somehow. don’t ask me howKiss the Bride - again, i’ve only seen her parts, and they’re underwhelmingThe Crooked Man - so she plays a nice mom, and then she has a shotgun, and then she wears scrubs and gets murdered. she’s so pretty and tragic. but the whole movie is just…. so shitty and she’s only in 10 minutes of it. so it’s meh

Okay for plot, not for Amber:The Prime Gig - this is actually a pretty good movie! i enjoyed it. she’s really not in it much at all - definitely a background character, and she only has a few lines. but i sat through the whole movie and she looks super badass in her few appearances.Imaginary Crimes - another background character, but with many more lines this time. she’s very young and very adorable. another movie where i watched the whole thing, because it was good all around, and not just for her face! 

Okay for Amber, not for plot: Taboo - oh my god, Taboo. I rewatch this all the time because she’s extra hot in it - she plays drunk the whole time, and at one point wears a nightie and a collar - but oh my god it’s so bad. the plot is weird, the dialog is stilted, the acting is so wooden. just a terrible movie, but with one hot amberIntermedio - see above! she had a broken foot when they filmed this, and is on crutches the whole time. her hair is super long and she wears a pretty short skirt. those are the biggest selling points…. oh and she gets chopped in halfTripping Forward - ugh, i kinda hate this movie, because the leading guy makes me feel uncomfortable. i just don’t like his face or voice or personality. but amber is beautiful and cool and has streaks of blue in her hair. honestly you should skip watching this movie and just look at the beautiful gifs maria made insteadHoliday Wishes - this is hard, because it’s pretty bad, but i want to like it! it’s a christmas movie, she’s in love with a ghost, there’s some body switching, ugh. the plot just really irritates me and i find different things to complain about every time. and whoever dressed her should be fired. but she’s pretty and she’s the lead actress, so that has to count for somethingOne-Eyed Monster - never tell amber this, but i don’t like this movie…. she really likes it so it makes me feel bad to dislike it :/ it’s about these people shooting a porno in the mountains. she’s the makeup artist. ron jeremy’s dick gets possessed by an alien, and it impregnates amber and kills everyone else. it’s so weird and so not my humor…. but amber loves is and amber looks great in it, so, watch it i guess? Attack of the Gryphon - this would be ranked better if the gryphon wasn’t so flipping bad! the cgi just ruins the whole thing. well that and the evil sorcerer’s weird slutty sidekicks. i dunno. amber plays a badass, sword-fighting princess, and at one point (where she’s kissing a mediocre guy) you can see her whole back, which is lovely. she does a cute accent too. this is ranked highest in this category because she worked so hard to do the accent, ride a horse, fight with the sword, etc, but she couldn’t save this movie. Pretty decent:Latter Days - a heartwarming film about gay love! amber isn’t a huge character but she’s good.Another Harvest Moon - another heartwarming one, this time about folks in a nursing home. amber has blue hair again (what’s with her and blue hair) and it’s very sweet! The Crush - just. iconic. watch it. she’s so little and it’s just a really really good filmDust Up - a slightly weird Western horror type movie. lots of gore and drugs. she is a total badass at the end. and holds a baby! mom!amber! Desire Will Set You Free - the biggest selling point is the lesbian sex scene. i don’t super love most of the movie, probably because i’m a boring old lady who’s not involved in the berlin gay party/drug scene. but her parts are excellent and she kisses a lady!!!! and protects a beautiful trans lady! she’s so good! King of the Hill - possibly her favorite film she’s ever worked on, and one of her first. it’s really good. young Jesse Bradford is the lead character. she’s got a small part as his neighbor. she got to dance with him and kiss him! and then have a seizure on the floor. she’s very good and the film as a whole is excellent. long and slightly depressing, or maybe just bittersweet, but definitely a good one. House of Demons - this is high on the list because i literally just watched it. she’s a hippie! who time travels! and she trips on acid! she’s very pretty and angelic, and the film has a really interesting premise. definitely will watch again. The Killing Jar - oh i unabashedly love this. she’s a small-town waitress who gets held hostage at her restaurant. no spoilers but she doesn’t die, woohoo, and is a lowkey badass. add her pretty face and southern accent and it’s just great.

Amazing:Can’t Hardly Wait - ok forget the fact that she’s in it for like two seconds, i fucking love this movie, it’s so goodBye Bye Love - tiny teenage amber and eliza! ahh i love this. another heartwarming one. she has a decently big role and she’s just so cuteChance - YES. love. so much respect for amber. she wrote and produced and directed and starred and edited. and kissed james marsters. and was amazing. go watch this! it’s on youtube! she’s incredible! Lovers, Liars, and Lunatics - all of the above (minus the kissing) but better. funnier and tighter. she’s an adorable clumsy burglar. it’s excellentStrictly Sexual - ohhhhh god oh god. she’s not the most likeable character but holy fuck is she sexy. there’s just…. a lot of sex and drinking and smoking, a lot of excellent outfits, a lot of cursing, a lot of amber being to-die-for sexy and gah. plus she’s in the whole thing! as ¼ of the main cast! lots of sexy amber! Race You To the Bottom - !!!! i love this movie!!! so much!!!! she is just incredible. and it’s a good movie too! i mean again she’s not the most likeable, and neither is her love interest, but it’s okay because she’s so hot! and she’s again in the whole thing, but this time as ½ of the main cast, and therefore she gets almost ½ of the screentime and it’s so so so good7 Things To Do Before I’m 30 - MY ALL-TIME FAVORITE AMBER MOVIE. oh my god it’s just the most amazing thing i’ve ever seen. she’s so adorable through the whole thing, and she’s IN the whole thing! as the star! the lead character! the one who all the plot revolves around! !!!!! do you know how groundbreaking that is for an amber movie!!!! not to mention she looks SMOKING the whole time. i mean how many times have i reblogged the bikini scene??? watch it for that alone. you’ll start it for the bikini and then continue for the adorable love story and her character arc. oh my god just go watch this movie now

to anyone who read this whole thing… bless your heart. thank you clem for letting me yell about amber so much. i think ive spent my whole tumblr career building toward this ask. thank you thank you and i love you clem and i love you all and i love amber benson the most!!!!

(see we’ve come full circle because clem made this for me and now i’m amber hugging clem) (does that make sense)