#I shall return again

[jimlingss]

Three years!

Hello, everyone and happy Jimlingss anniversary! Woohoo! It has been three years since my official retirement and eight years since I’ve began this blog. That’s absolutely crazy since it all feels like yesterday. Time flies when you’re having fun.

First and foremost, thank you to all who still send me messages and give me feedback on my stories! I do check back once in a while and read everything, so nothing goes unnoticed. Your kind words always make me miss the simpler days of writing. :’) It really gets me nostalgic.

Second, here is my yearly update!

I’ve finished my second year of law school! I finished off this year with a bang and did quite well, if I do say so myself. There’s one more year left to go and that’s insane since I remember the first day so vividly. I’m a bit sad for it to be all over — I never thought I’d ever feel this way. But I’ve made so many friends and created so many memories. When it’s all over, everyone will be going their own path. Luckily, I’m sure we’ll remain connected and be close friends no matter what.

I don’t think I’ve had such a positive experience quite like this in all my years of schooling. I’ve always been the type to just scurry on home, never liked what I was studying, and never had too many friends. So this change has been unexpected yet very welcome.

In terms of career, I’ve been working this summer and I have something lined up for when I’m finished school! So soon I’ll be racking in the dough, wooooooo!! Let’s get it!

My family is also doing well — and I feel very fortunate for that. 

Third, and most important, I am happy to announce that I have a boy I absolutely adore! We’ve officially been dating for four months? That seems so short on paper, but we’ve known each other for close to two years! I’m living out one of my friends to lovers fics, I swear (lol).

He’s been a close friend since the start of law school and somewhere along the line I gradually caught feelings (of course I did lmao). I was sure rejection was on the horizon and I wanted to preserve our dear friendship, so I was trying to get over it for months by myself. This included online dating and going on a string of dates (hahaha). I ended up cracking and calling him on the phone one night, but then aborted mission. Thanks to the advice of a friend, I stopped avoiding him and being an embarrassment, and I finally confronted him. He said we should give it a shot, and here we are!

He has brown, curly hair that reminds me of a poodle. And he made me realize why love is so loved — why it’s so revered — talked about — imprinted in each other’s minds. Everywhere. I’ve written countless love stories but never truly experienced the feeling before, and yet, he’s made the heart of my stories come to life. He’s let me live them in real time. 

I really hope it works out! LOL

Anyway, I’m always happy to do these updates and for all those who may be just a bit curious enough about me to check in. Although this is a very positive update (and I hope it continues to be), my life isn’t without its ups and downs either. It just seems to be in a general upwards trajectory. 

Thank you to everyone who still remembers me, and who may still read my stories! I definitely haven’t forgotten about you all, so I hope you haven’t forgotten me either.

Here’s to another year! See you again!

[voidboxed]

The sillies,,,

[ind1c0lite]

Who killed Gregory Edgeworth'

(timelapse below!)

[painted-bees]

Bought two 20 gallon glass cubes a while ago, but was so exhausted after completing our webtoon contract that it was impossible to feel excited about doing anything with them.

But this week, I've been spending time browsing the aquascaping and fish keeping communities for ideas and inspiration, and I am finally getting that special interest excitement back again.

I really REALLY miss threadfin rainbowfish...so one tank will be dedicated to them [and corys].

The other will be for a green alien betta [and perhaps some kubotai rasboras]. I want to make a completely red planted scape for that one if I can. We shall see. I think it'd be really cool, though.

[andi-o-geyser]

something about the show treating percy's use as only being to serve vex's joy kinda fucking hurts. like vex is distraught, she was in the stream and she was here, that's true. but they are framing this as if it's a romantic loss only and it's making me lose my mind. people don't lose their use to others when they enter a relationship. they don't just become somebody's partner. they're still a person. percy was a full person and vox machina is a family and everyone loved him. that was the point of tearing ripley apart in the original glintshore fight, they were nothing but pure rage because they just watched somebody they love die and at the end of the day, past the monsters and world ending threats everything is about their love with each other, as a group; platonic, familial, romantic, but love as a FAMILY. that is critical to understand. they are who they are because they all love each other, they love each other to the ends of the earth. and the show just. doesn't acknowledge that. percy died so vex could feel sad and that's it. truly what even is the point if nobody else cares. the death doesn't matter if nobody else cares. so percy's death doesn't matter.

[sportsthoughts]

Day 65 of offseason gifs - tk farmer au

[luck-of-the-drawings]

smth smth about 'the thing that the character did that you thought was rly rly funny in the moment is actually linked to a terrible trauma that lies within said character.' or wahtever.

[windsweptinred]

WIP

@bobbole @pickurpoisons-blog I had to bring Daniel dancing to life.

[raddestrose]

I have escaped the emotional turmoil from school, now it’s time for the emotional turmoil of erha, orv, and link click

[paynomindtotheinsanity]

Have a bunch of random quotes from their first smut scene while you wait for me to write this goddamn novel:

[blindmagdalena]

Idk if you remember this but sometime ago I was the rodeo/bull riding anon. There’s a general rule for cowboy hats at rodeos that is you wear the hat, you ride the cowboy. It applies to both the ladies and gentlemen participating in the rodeo.

I like to think that homelander would try to take advantage of that hat rule or getting jealous if he saw someone else trying to get ahold of his girlfriend’s/partner’s hat. Sorry if this doesn’t make any sense😅

of course i remember you!!!

you know, i actually DO know this rule specifically because of dipping into the cooper howard/ghoul fandom lmao

there's no way homelander's letting that hat touch any other head. he'd nab it right away and be standing arena side like

[shovelinvoicesofhope]

Development on Shovel of Hope DX is in full swing over at Yacht Club Games, and Mole Knight is in on it! When the burly burrower receives his invitation, however, he mistakes it for an adventure of his own…

After witnessing the grandeur that is (Or, will be) a playable Mole Knight in Shovel of Hope, Mod Mona and I have been joking about Mole of Moling being real at last, which subsequently coerced me to write and voice this scenario just in time for Shovel Knight's 10th! I highly recommend opening the script for this audio in another tab if you'd like to follow along.

This is our longest voicework project yet, and we had a lot of fun with it!

— Mod Plague Minion (Formerly Mod Tinker)

(Disclaimer: There are two instances of a door knock sound effect present in the above audio, and I would like to stress that neither of them are real; I've muffled both instances as to not trick or startle any listeners!)

[grymkoena]

Dash.

[OC: Valentine Artorius (they/ them)]

[venombloom]

oh oh no these just tumbled out of my pocket!! whatever will I do??

[daschantal05]

To die and now to live again,

remember that which once you'd been,

what could be, what could be?

Is it she who sees but she?

Voices everywhere said unto me:

"Bear witness to my blackened sea",

I knew not where to look,

"and empty it shall be."

Oh what could harbour, what could be,

within the mind of twisted seas,

fear of glee, "Alas!" cried she,

within her was not her, but "she".

A creaking, groaning, bursting vessel,

gushing sludge and rancid reek,

a shambling shape not fit to be,

remembrance of the nemesis.

The affront to the lord came down to me,

and touched my mind with splendid ease,

it said: "fear not, painless it will be.",

though lies it'd spouted, for all I could feel.

"Look unto me, and tell me what you see."

she said so softly, so helplessly afeared,

"The one I knew so long ago."

They returned, honestly.

She no longer knew a life,

and death she never feared,

she yearned for her warmth, her mind'd tell

within her cell, within her cell.

"Freedom from the heavy chains,

I promise that will be,

All I ask of you:

keep this secret, mind the fee."

But honesty she could not see,

for when she looked into the eyes,

returned the gaze that she's been thrown,

she saw only misshapen "me".

[scrollll]

Cursing the forces (sleepy) who trap me (bed and low battery) in the state of waiting (hopefully sleeping) before I can start my rewatch