#and so they stay feeling fresh imo

[crehador]

the new reverse 1999 event story is SO good!! i'm still blown away by the storytelling in this game, it's rare for me to keep reading everything after the first few... days (lol) of picking up a gacha but from day one to now i've been reading all the things

i think while the stories aren't necessarily super special/original/revolutionary or anything like that, they're nice and comfortable executions of familiar tropes (especially well done in this event where it's clearly deliberately tropey) that i really enjoy

and imo the translation has improved again, especially in the early chapters of the story. the first i think... two chapters? were like nearly perfect and a pleasure to read

there were still typos and errors littered throughout, but i feel like they've grown much more scarce. so really kudos to the team for making improvements on that front, and hopefully they keep it up!

(eta: unfortunately the tooth fairy side story still seems quite bad in terms of translation... fingers crossed these don't get neglected in the future because they seem pretty important for character lore)

[golddustwomanwins]

SAY YES TO HEAVEN pt. 3

Innocent Art Donaldson x Experienced Reader

18+

Nothing much to say only that this got way too long imo. Oh and a little more of Tashi being a good friend since I think they should’ve given her more female friendship in the movie, she deserved it.

Art was on his knees, the wood of the bench pressing into his bones and making it all the more real that he was here. His eyes were squeezed shut, hands clasped together as the soft scent of rosemary swirled in the church around him. He was dressed in fresh dress pants, shirt tucked neatly inside and cross dangling form his neck. The soft flickering of the candles tickled his ears as he kept mumbling, trying to remember the words.

His mind kept wandering to soft sighs, parted lips—no. His eyes snapped open and he stared up at his savior. The colored glass stared back at him with reproachful eyes as if knowing what he had done. Who was he kidding, He knew what Art had done. A reproachful thing, a sin. Guilt crept from the edges of the church and wrapped around him until he was choking. “I‘m so sorry,“ Art sobbed into his hands, head hanging low.

He tried to refrain from actually voicing his sin, his mind wandering back to the morning when he left your dorm before you woke up. You looked peaceful as you lay there, lips slightly parted and inviting him in. The soft sunlight tickled your skin as you made soft sounds in your sleep, shirt had ridden up and exposed your midriff. Art was hard again and he cried in agony as he got dressed and left the dorm in secret.

You hadn‘t reached out to him since then and while he knew it was better that way it still made his chest feel hollow. He wanted you more than ever. Now that he had a taste of the apple he couldn‘t stop. He was so desperate he went as far as using his hands, stroking himself after he had seen you and Tashi walk past him in the hall, dressed in one of your short skirts. It was not only your body he missed but your presence.

He was back to the front row, his hand cramping from how hard he was gripping the pen as he listened to your soft giggles. He‘d turn slightly only to see a guy sitting on the chair Art had been sitting on the week prior. His arm was slung around your shoulder, as he kept whispering in your ear, making you smirk slightly. Art‘s hand cramped up more when he saw the way you flushed and tilted your head to him. The pen in Arts hand broke and he turned back to focus on the rest of the lecture.

He felt sick to his stomach, listening to the guys around him make comments about how you were free, now that Art wasn‘t joined at your hip anymore. The way they were talking about you made him burn with anger, fist itching with the wish to connect with their faces. But that wasn‘t who he was. And you weren‘t his to claim anyway. He wasn‘t better than them. While they wondered what you‘d look like beneath the too short skirts and tight top, pushing your tits up perfectly, he knew. Art knew and he imagined it almost every night, only to torture himself more. To make it harder for himself. Maybe he was a masochist, with the tendency to use you as his punishment.

Tonight he found himself at another party, a strange sense of Deja vu crawling into his bones. A girl stood before him this time, Art had to admit with shame that he forgot her name. She approached him introducing herself and it turned out she was a member of his local church from back home. He might‘ve remembered her if his eyes stayed on her for more than a second, before drifting across the room. To you.

You were sitting on the guys lap from the lectures, Charles. Art couldn‘t keep himself from finding out who he was. Stanford soccer team player, with an inflated ego and wandering hands.

As much as Art wanted to hate him, it was Charles’ hands that were currently grabbing onto your hips, moving you in his lap, your tongue down his throat.

“I was wondering if you wanted to study some time,“ the girl asked—Jessica? Jenna? He genuinely couldn‘t remember. He looked back down at her. At her brown hair in two pigtails, so different from yours. Her eyes dull and dark instead of wide and trustful. She was dressed in a knee log dress and Art could see the crucifix dangling from her neck, it matched his one.

“Sure, yeah,” Art barely registered what he agreed to as Charles’ hand slipped beneath your dress. Anger flared up in Art as he watched Charles lips attach to your neck, his hand gestures beneath the fabric of your skirt making it obvious what he was doing. How could you just let him touch you for everyone to see? How could you let him touch you when a week ago you offered yourself up to Art? Was it just a game to you? Did you not feel what he felt that night, almost ascending by the feel of your body beneath his, fitting like two lost puzzle pieces.

Your eyes snapped open the next moment, Charles still mouthing at your neck as your gaze met Art‘s across the room. Your eyes dipped to the girl standing in front of him and he could‘ve guessed what it looked like. Art itched to walk over and get you off Charles sleazy lap and protect you from him. His fingers twitched and your eyes dipped to his hands with a soft smirk. Something tugged low in Art’s gut at the look on your face. He needed to talk to you and apologize for his behavior. No matter how scared or disgusting he felt, he shouldn‘t have left without a word. You deserved better.

The party quieted down after some time, the nameless girl still stuck to his side when someone suggested to play seven minutes in heaven. When Art watched you stand up, giggling softly, pupils wide, he made to join to. Jessica/Jenna wound her hand around his arm to stop him and Art looked at her surprised. Her eyes were wide, “we shouldn‘t. It‘s not right.”

Art snapped out of the fire urging in his chest, considering her words. She was right, playing seven minutes in heaven? It was blasphemous and wrong. The odds of you two being paired up was ridiculous. Still, he physically couldn’t stay away. He‘d take seven minutes in hell if it meant spending them with you. Art stepped toward the small circle that had sat down on the carpet, seven pairs of eyes looking up surprised at him. Without saying anything he joined them, sitting cris crossed down beside Tashi.

“Look who‘s coming out of his shell,” she murmured with a grin, making the circle chuckle. Art looked directly at you but you kept your eyes averted. A girl with red braids spun the bottle first, disappearing into the closet in the hall with a guy who looked more than eager to use his seven minutes in heaven to his full potential.

Art’s eye started twitching the moment Charles knuckles ran down your arm and when the red headed girl was back he impatiently, jiggled his knee. Tashi raised a brow at him but he barely noticed as you picked up the bottle. His eyes dipped to your nails, you had changed the color, a soft pink adorning your nails with white-ish tips. His heart stopped when he saw the gold cross charm stuck on your left ring finger. No. You didn’t—you couldn‘t have. He sneakily adjusted his jeans after the look at your nails.

You span the bottle as his heart thrummed in his chest, bottle spinning and spinning. Until Tashi bumped against it with her knee while she shifted in her seat.

“Oops,” she mumbled, earning a glare from you as the bottle stopped. Pointing at Art. He was up on his feet in a matter of seconds, making you stare up at him incredulously.

“That’s foul play,” Charles protested. “Tashi purposely knocked the bottle to land on Art.”

“You calling me a cheater?” she challenged him with a fierce glance.

“Yeah, actually, I am,” Charles moved to stand up. “We should go again.”

“It really doesn‘t matter,” you got up, visibly upset, “it’s just a game. Come on.” The last words were directed at Art and he quickly followed you, throwing a confused glance back at Tashi. While she was always nice to him, Art didn‘t have the impression that she particularly liked him.

Charles kept bickering with Tashi but all of that was drowned out as Art stepped into the impossibly small closet after you. The door creaked shut and you were both trapped in darkness. Art registered the soft puffs of your breath, a tinge of your perfume and liquor hitting his senses.

“What now, Donaldson? Are you gonna touch me or do you need to be convinced first? Cry again to justify you dirtying yourself for me?” your voice was ice cold but he couldn’t complain, Art deserved it.

“We‘re in the dark, I bet God won’t mind if he can’t see me sucking your dick.”

“Stop,” Art huffed, squeezing his eyes shut. “Don’t—don’t say stuff like that.”

He heard you shuffling in the dark, your skirt brushing against his fisted hands.

“Why not?” you challenged. “You do know how seven minutes in heaven works, right? You can’t hide behind your faith in the dark, Art.”

He hated how your voice sounded. It was the one you used when talking to the guys drooling after you. Calculating, striking like a viper. You knew how to use your words, use your body to get what you want. But for him you didn’t, you let Art get what he wanted without wanting anything in return. You let him use your body for his pleasure and he left afterwards without a word.

“I-I shouldn’t have left,” Art mumbled and heard you chuckle icily. He felt you sway on your feet, his hands finding your waist to steady you for a moment. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to talk to you while you had downed five cups of beer prior.

“No?” you asked. “Wanted to stay for another round, then? Well, now you can have me.”

Art flushed at your offer but he was too angry with himself to do anything.

“I panicked,” he admitted. “I like you a lot and the thing that we did—“

“You mean when you fucked me through my clothes?”

Art flinched, “yeah…that. It isn‘t good. I shouldn‘t want you like that.”

You scoffed and shifted again, he felt you press against his chest and he looked down, his eyes getting used to the darkness. You were a temptress formed by the shadows, eyes sparkling in the dark like the moon.

“What do you want from me, Art? Did you come here to tell me that you don’t want me?”

Was that what you got from his words? He was seriously considering if he even spoke english. He inhaled shortly, feeling your curls tickling his cheek.

“I have plenty of guys who want me, Art. And they don’t act ashamed or disgusted after they touched me.”

“I was not disgusted of you!” he insisted with panic, his hands squeezed your soft hips. “I was disgusted of myself. I could never not want you. You are perfect.”

You huffed and Art could understand your frustration, he wasn’t making any sense.

“You know what really hurt me?” you suddenly asked, your hands finding his chest, feeling the hard thrum of his heart.

“What?” he swallowed slightly by the feel of your hands on him.

“I’m not used to anything different. Boys use me for their pleasure and I let them,” you whispered into the darkness. “They leave the next morning—if not right after—without a word. But I knew from the beginning they were assholes. They didn’t pretend to be anyone else, to be someone good. You weren’t just a guy, you were my friend and I trusted you. In the end, you were the bigger disappointment than any of the other guys.”

Something ugly crawled out of the shadows and wound around Art’s throat. He felt helpless. He felt disgusted. With himself.

Suddenly he dropped to his knees in front of you, pressing his forehead against your stomach, hands still gripping your hips.

“W-what are you doing?” you breathed surprised. Your hands tugged at his curls. “Art, get up, now.”

He shook his head. “I am sorry. Tell me what to do for you to forgive me, I’ll do anything. God, if it means giving up my soul, I will.” He nodded multiple times, pressing his nose into your stomach. “I will, I swear.”

“Art,” you breathed. “Please get up you‘re being unreasonable.”

He didn’t let go, fingers gripping your flesh like a vise. If Art let go, he was sure he’d die from the agony, burning from inside out. Hell couldn’t be worse than this agonizing pain.

Instead of using him like he deserved, worshipping you on his knees, you got down on yours too. Your cold hands found his flushed cheeks, pulling him in. Your lips crashed desperately against his and for a moment, Art felt like he died and had gone to heaven. Your lips were soft against his, tasting of the strawberry gloss you had always on. Art’s lips parted on a whimper and you quickly slipped your tongue inside. Art’s hands couldn’t keep still, pushing the ruffles of your skirt up, fingers digging into your thighs. Your hands tugged at his curls as you kept kissing him, bodies pushed together. Every inch of you needed to touch his, easing the burning that flared inside him the moment he saw you. Only when you touched him.

“I haven’t stopped thinking about you,” Art murmured between kisses, “you’re all that’s on my mind.”

Your hands wander to his crotch and palm his bulge almost making him pass out. “No,” he breathed and gently swiped your hand away. You looked at him surprised as he tapped your thighs.

“Stand up, please.”

“Art, what—“

“Please, baby,” you shivered at his words but did as he said. You thought he wanted to stop, that the guilt was getting the best of him once again. But it was quite the opposite. Art came prepared this time. The last weeks he had gone every Sunday to church, even on the weekdays, he had been good. He was devoted and focused, nothing could’ve deterred him. Little did you know, he only did those things for you.

He wouldn’t feel pleasure again. That didn’t mean you couldn’t. He had talked to Patrick—which was in itself a mistake but he had nowhere else to go—who laughed at him first. Directed him towards porn…but Art didn’t watch that stuff. Instead he insisted that Patrick explain him how to pleasure you. And while his heart was pounding, still on his knees, he lifted your skirt with slow, shaking hands.

He groaned, forehead falling against your thigh when he saw the lace panties you had on. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

You looked at him surprised. “But at least I’ll die happy,” he finished before pressing a kiss against your thigh, tasting your flesh.

“Art, it’s all right. You don’t need to do anything that makes you feel bad,” you were telling the truth. You didn’t want him to hurt for your pleasure.

“It doesn’t,” he shook his head. His hands kept gripping the back of your thighs before he kissed both your hip bones. You shivered before you arched your back, Art’s lips placing a hot open mouthed kiss over the fabric of your panties. Your hand found his curls immediately. Art tapped your left knee and you looked down in confusion. Suddenly he gripped your ankle, draping it over his shoulder so he had more room.

You looked surprised that he even knew how to do it. Art laughed sheepishly, a puff of hot air meeting your clothed pussy. “Patrick said it’d be easier this way.“”

“Patrick?” you asked breathlessly as Art licked lewdly over your panties.

“Mhh best friend,” he said breathlessly, lips keeping the right pressure to shoot little zaps down your spine. His strong hands kept ahold of your hips, moving them in soft circles against his tongue. Soft whimpers fell from your lips, your eyes snapping open at the sensation.

Art moved back, slowly easing the fabric to the side and moaned softly. “Oh god,” his voice shook. You didn’t try to be turned on by the fact that he was calling onto god in that moment but you were only human. This time Art’s tongue met your sex, a desperate moan left your lips.

“Fuck,” you murmured as he kept licking and sucking through your wet heat, arousal dripping past his chin. Your hips kept bucking in rhythm, hands tugging painfully at his scalp.

“How many do you want?” he mumbled against your cunt and your head snapped down to look at him. You almost sprained your neck at his words.

“Fingers,” he clarified. He was looking up at you and you could see the desperation reflected on his face. Whoever this Patrick guy was, he was a god.

“Two,” you breathed and he nodded, nose dragging against your clit and making you moan. He wet two fingers on his lips and even the look of it almost made you come. Was this the same shy Art who’d spent the last weeks with you? He pushed his fingers into your heat, he didn’t necessarily need to wet them as arousal dripped down your thighs.

He started slow and gentle and you almost weeped from the sensation. “T-that good?” he asked breathlessly as he watched his fingers disappear inside you. What a marvelous thing.

“C-curl them upwards—ohh fuck yess, like that” if it weren’t for Art’s hand on your back you surely would’ve toppled over from the pleasure. He kept sucking at your clit, fingers moving and curling against the right spot inside you. Lewd, wet sounds echoed in the dark closet, pushing you closer and closer.

“You think you can cum like this?” Art asked, sounding more breathless than you did. You nodded, biting your lip until you felt blood.

“‘M close, just—ahh—this keep going, baby.”

Art shivered at the name, doubling his efforts. He was trained to please. His mouth sucked your clit before letting go and mumble amazed, “You’re so wet.” You moaned at his words and he looked up, an idea popping in his head.

“You like it when I talk?”

You whined again, hips bucking, pussy fluttering around his moving fingers. His eyes widened for a moment.

“I thought about doing this, you know?” he kept going, his fingers never stopping to move. He used the heel of his hand to assert pressure against your clit, like Patrick explained to him, so he could talk.

“I wondered what it would take, to make you feel as good as you made me feel,” he whispered, staring up at you. He wished it wasn’t so dark in here so he could see your flushed face properly. It was a wonder to him, how he could make you so helpless and pliant just with his hand. Usually Art was the shy one, but once he started to pleasure you, you were soft and gentle. His cock strained in his jeans but he didn’t dare touch it.

“I like the sounds you make when I do this—“ he curled his fingers and you tugged at his curls, eyes flying open in panic.

“Art I-fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Art groaned as your walls clamped like a vice around his fingers, your whole body started to shake as you came with his name on your lips. Art sucked at your clit again, groaning, the vibrations making you cry out desperately. He could feel his warm semen flood his boxers, his forehead bracing against your thigh as he came for what felt like minutes. When you calmed down enough, you wove your hands through his curls, making Art whimper.

“F-fuck,” he murmured and you could only imagine what happened. Easing your calf off of his shoulder, you adjusted your panties, now sticky with all the mess you made.

“Are you all right?” you asked worried. Art still leaned against you, huffing and puffing and you were afraid he would run off again.

After a few seconds of silence he stood up, ignoring the wet patch on his jeans. You were hesitant to touch him, not wanting to trigger the guilt. His hands found yours before his lips did, His fingers intertwining with yours. His thumb brushed over the nail with the cross stuck on it and he shivered, hips bucking against you.

“I don’t want Charles to touch you,” he said, “Or any other guy for the matter of fact.”

You smiled against his throat. “What about Julia?”

He frowned. “Julia?”

“The girl who’s been making heart eyes at you the whole evening. You know, pigtails, big cross around her neck,” you counted and Art huffed.

“I don’t want her,” he nuzzled your neck. “Only want you.”

“How is that gonna work?” you asked. “With you barely able to touch me.”

“Touched you good a few seconds ago, didn’t I?” you shivered at his words, pussy clenching again. He pressed a gentle kiss against your pulse point.

“I don’t want you to give up your faith for me,” you whispered.

“I won’t,” he looked down at you lovingly. “We’ll make it work.”

Before he could give you an answer the door to the closet opened, a flash of bright light blinding you two. After a moment a familiar voice spoke up.

“Time to switch lover boy, your seven minutes in heaven are over,” Tashi grinned at them both, knowingly.

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@curiousshifter101

[bonefall]

will gorse and lizard stay in thunderclan in BB?

(Magic 8Ball Voice) It seems likely

This is with caveats though-- I'm committed to two major changes;

Gorseclaw was previously cut from the LakexLizard litter, because the Dapple/Hare/Soft survivor drama works a lot better with only three very relevant siblings

Lizardtail and Hollowflight were merged into Hallowflight, a Dark Forest trainee who swam across the lake to warn the Clans that the DF was planning to attack kittens

Hallowflight is going to be the one who goes down in a fight with Splashstar, Harelight is staying alive in BB. Whether his dad sacrificed himself for him, or he's just watched another family member get bled dry by a tyrant, Harelight's done with RiverClan. In BB!TBC, he went into the Dark Forest to fight Ashfur as a Light in the Mist. So this is the loss of a very significant warrior.

Gorseclaw... for one, if they come back, they are going to get a Conflict Rename. There's a much more significant historical figure named Gorseclaw (adopted brother of Ripplestar), so this Gorseclaw needs a new one. There's also enough Gorse suffixes, imo.

For two, I don't want to put them back into HallowxLake's litter. I just don't need him there when Harelight being the last survivor of his family works so well, both for bloodline diversity and for the drama.

SO I'm thinking of aging Gorseclaw down to kitten or apprentice during BB!ASC, and having them be the child of Harelight. Part of the choice of moving Clans being, "I will not have my only child become a warrior for the Clan that killed its whole family."

If so, then I might change Gorseclaw to Coarseclaw, a reference to their fur texture and an indirect naming for their dead auncles. The litter all had matching hair names before Harelight got an Honor Title-- Dappletuft, Softpelt, Harefur.

There will also probably be further population shuffles, both for RiverClan and elsewhere. ThunderClan does NOT need Wafflepaw. They barely even use Stormcloud and they JUST got Sunbeam too. Finish what's on your plate before you get second helpings of fresh outsider cats

At the end of BB!ASC, I want an exodus from RiverClan. Some from other Clans will join, but many will leave. There needs to be lasting consequences from this arc, right now it honestly feels like the writing team has set it up so there won't be, and that's frustrating.

[intimidating-fettuccine]

Here me out here, I just know Jeff smells nice. In my experience, sporty guys are one of two things, either they dgaf how they smell and inconvenience everyone around them, or they're paranoid of how they smell and go the extra mile to ensure they don't stink. Jeff is for sure the latter. Bro is lathering himself in God knows what products, using deodorant, and using some nice cologne just in case. Go in for a hug and he smells like heaven I just know it (I am very normal about this fictional man who I've had a crush on since like 9 years old)

I am also totally incredibly normal about Jeff (he's been my favorite for 13 years-), and I fully agree with you.

I think Jeff really does take into account things that impact how he's perceived (he's already incredibly insecure about his appearance due to his scarring, so that's why he takes care of himself and keeps himself clean, stays in good shape, takes such good care of his hair, etc.), so he absolutely takes how he smells into account.

He does things like using nice scent beads when washing his clothes, he probably has a favorite deodorant that he uses all the time (sometimes multiple times a day when he's working out), and he DEFINITELY uses cologne. I feel like he has a collection he cycles through, ranging in lighter to muskier scents, and all of them smell amazing. But I can also see him using different scents like stress relief scents and things like that to keep himself calm, which also makes everyone else around him a little more calm. I actually headcanoned this in my omegaverse AU as his scent, but I feel like his actual favorite scent to use imo is eucalyptus and spearmint because it's very fresh and relaxing and pleasant to smell.

He just really doesn't fuck around with things like that imo, homeboy goes all out to present himself as nicely as he can. He also probably has really nice smelling body soaps and shampoos and conditioners so he smells *great* after a shower too.

I also think when he's dating someone he totally asks them what their favorite scents are, and he will absolutely start using them so that you're guaranteed to like the way he smells. If you ever wanna gift him cologne you like the smell of, or just point it out to him, he will ABSOLUTELY be using that.

Thank you for watching me ramble about Jeff and how he smells nice lmao

[slugg4rd]

Brain rot so bad I’m posting on Tumblr💔

Haymitch x gn reader rambling ig?!?!

Word count: 1.2k

He’s a stubborn alcoholic with depression who copes by being rude or otherwise sarcastic, you test his patience SO MUCH. He knows he hates you, that’s about it, but also he finds a good deal of fun in goading you and bantering with you whenever you’re around. This man is a handful, and he’s mean, and he has literally no patience for bs.

Idk how you win him over, the logistics don’t matter rn I’m going nutty thinking about him. Imo I love the whole co-mentor thingy, anything that forces him to be around you bc otherwise he’s off hiding somewhere moping. Like imagine being depressed together, fighting over your different tastes in drinks or coping. He’s hugging a whole bottle of liquor or maybe wine if it’s fancy enough and he’s scrutinizing your fruity cocktail like it’s any of his business.

Especially love the thought of getting drunk with him, at this point he just falls asleep when he’s buzzed but he’s trying to stay awake just to bicker and get as much of a reaction from you as he can. The only time he shuts up is if you roast tf out of him, he’d slump down into a chair or on the couch mumbling something barely coherent and then he’s out like a light.

Or, even better, you’re both sleepy drunks and start nodding off at the bar. You barely remember the walk to bed, all you know is somehow you’re still arguing with Haymitch. He throws himself onto the mattress, your mattress, both to piss you off and because he’s too burnt out to bother walking to his own bed across the hall. You flop down next to him and then all of a sudden you’re waking up hungover and half hugging that fool. The both of you freak out to find you’re in bed with one another, fearing the worst, and eventually having to accept the harsh reality that you spent the whole night cuddling and nothing more.

He doesn’t just refuse to admit he likes you, he’s literally oblivious to even the idea of it. No he definitely doesn’t enjoy your company, and he definitely doesn’t seek you out, and there’s no way he would ever think about you outside of your brief and unfortunate interactions. But then you start joking around talking about some pretty celebrity or a handsome victor from another district and suddenly he’s so defensive.

“Her? She’s two faced.”

“Him? He’s not even average.”

“Them? They’re frugal.”

He can’t even begin to realize he’s getting jealous, he’s too busy trying to shoot down all your compliments to these half baked crushes.

But if you compliment him he thinks you’re joking. You say he looks handsome and he’s all “Haha, very funny, y’know you look good too- with your mouth shut.” He’s gonna go for the jugular, but also he finds it getting harder and harder to insult you. Since when did your annoying smile become something he could tolerate? He must still be drunk..

You’ve wormed your way into his life and his head and suddenly you’re over at his house in the Victor’s Village, cleaning up for him while talking about self care and how he deserves it. You’re infuriating, and yet his lawn is trimmed and his walkway is clear of weeds and even his bookshelves are free of dust- and maybe he should go outside for a bit today and get some fresh air.

You’re tidying everything up and then he’s bringing you some old Knick Knacks, keeping track of your hobbies so he can leave you gifts, forcing you to sit down and relax for a minute between daily stressors. You call him an enabler and the laughter that follows makes your heart all fuzzy in the worst way. Every time you do something for him he thanks you in a way that makes it clear he didn’t think anyone would ever do this for him. And when you thank him for his gifts, his occasional reality checks, and his unwilling hospitality, he can’t help but feel more proud than he should that something he did held even an ounce of substance in your life.

How do you even confess??? Do you??? It’s like one second nothing was there and the next you both just agreed that you were a thing, end of discussion. He’s yours, you’re his. You’ve basically moved in at this point, and you’ve been egging him on and showing him he’s worth the effort, and it’s starting to get through his thick skull that maybe there’s worth in improvement. You don’t fix him, as I said before, he’s stubborn, but he finds his own rationale getting weaker and weaker each time he tries to argue why he should go out for drinks tonight. And then when things break and you’re telling him just what he means to you, he’s finding himself falling into you like a damn safety net.

And once he’s got you he is not letting go.

Protective is one thing, this man is clingy. Like Velcro. But he’s a brat and he’s not going to let you tell him how needy he is, it’s just a coincidence that he’s always by your side. He’ll say he’s “keeping you in line” its “your fault” because you’re in his way, but you both know he’s been following you around on his own fruition. He’s attached to your hip at this point, literally. He has a particular affinity though, and that’s hugging you from behind. He just comes up like he owns the place and wraps his arms around your midsection, shoving his face into the back of your neck with the biggest sigh he can muster. And if you reach up to play with his hair that’s it, he’s going to drag you to whatever couch is closest and have an impromptu nap session.

Also did I mention he’s petty? Because he is. And he’s annoying unlike anything. You go to sit down in a chair? He’s already seated in it, patting for you to come into his lap. You want to try a bite of his food? He’s making you take it from his mouth. You need to shower? He’s asking to come so he can keep you company. And if you let him join you, he’s 100% sitting there watching while going on about how “you missed a spot” just to see how irritated you can get.

Letting him come into the bathroom with you when you shower is like making a deal with the devil. This man is going above and beyond for your attention while you’re trying to focus on the task at hand. He’s definitely offering to help you out, saying he can scrub your back for you and all that, it’s up to you whether you let him join or kick him out.

Either way after you’re done he’s so soft and tender, wrapping you in a towel and drying your face off, saying you look like a drowned rat while also telling you that you’re the prettiest thing he’s ever seen. He ruffles your hair with the towel just to squeeze it around you and grab you by your waist, pulling you until you kiss him. But if you’re still mad at him he’ll keep drying you off and messing with you until he can get you to crack a smile, and then he’s peppering kisses all over your cheeks as you push his face away.

He’s a nuisance, but he’s your nuisance, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Ummm anywho that’s all I got 🙏

[raes-writing-space]

Tadashi Hamada x Reader *Academic Burnout Comfort*

Warnings: Academic burnout, mentions of self-doubt and stress. Not beta read.

Summary: After doing your best in your academics, you still feel like you're falling behind or just on the wrong academic path in general. Tadashi helps comfort reader that if they want to take a break and rethink things, it's totally okay.

Word Count: 1, 729

A/N: I haven't written for Tadashi in so long, but this was very therapeutic for me. Also Oz Pizza is an actual pizza place in San Francisco, I don't own the rights to the name or anything. However, they do have great pizza imo. Since this one was a bit longer I put it under the "keep reading" line below.

You were only a year away from graduation, that's what you kept trying to tell yourself. All you needed was to get through two more semesters after this one, and you were already half way through this semester. Still, as you're trying to study for one of your class midterms for this semester, you couldn't help but start to psych yourself out by your own motivative words. You only had one more year, and yet this semester has already felt like it's been a year already. You finally got to the heart of what your major was all about, and while you enjoyed it at first, now it's been giving you nothing but stress. The things you were learning about for your major weren't exactly what you had imagined when you first wanted to go into this major. Still, you decided to keep with it, hoping that your passion that you had for it before would simply come back. But now, you were looking towards your midterm, and felt as if you didn't know anything. Were your grades going to survive this exam? Or even this semester? This was a prerequisite class after all, if you couldn't pass this class, you wouldn't be able to go onto the next class you actually wanted to do. You'd end up staying here for longer than the year if that was the case, or would have to take on more classes next semester to catch up… Was this what you even wanted to do with your life? That question really started to get to you, if you were this stressed out now, what would it be like when you started a job that would be doing exactly this? You finally pushed your notes and textbooks away from you, as you leaned back against your chair. You were lucky that you at least had a window in your office space. You always thought that San Fransokyo was gorgeous at night. The Sakura trees they planted right outside of the San Fransokyo Institute of Technology were finally starting to bloom, coating the campus in soft pink petals. Maybe a walk would help you to think, or at least the fresh air might help. Just as the thought came to you, your door was suddenly opened. You looked to see Tadashi Hamada, your long time friend. He also happened to be a long time crush of yours too, but as time went by, you two feel into a comfortable dynamic with each other that made you too worried to even ask him out on a date.

"Oh! I saw the light was still on, but I didn't know of you were here or not." Tadashi spoke up, explaining why he had suddenly opened the door.

"It's alright, I don't know if I want to be here right now anyway…" You let out a breath, standing up and grabbing your personal belongings.

"Hey, are you okay? Is there something I can do to help?" Tadashi asked, noticing how stressed out to looked.

You shrugged, not even sure what to say at first. He stayed just in the doorway, always being patient enough to wait until you were ready to speak your mind. He could tell that the thing on your mind this time must have been really important, you eyes seemed downcast, shoulders slumped, as if you were ready to give up on something.

"I was going to take a walk… Do you want to come with? I kinda feel like crying into a pizza…" You half-joked towards the end, you hadn't eaten much yet, too consumed with studying and time constraints.

"Uh oh, I've been there before… Yeah, of course I'll come with." Tadashi tried to sympathize with you, making you smile as he quickly went back to his own workspace to grab his things.

When the two of you make it outside, your gaze couldn't help but be brought up to the trees again, something about focusing on the way the branches swayed and moved with the wind helping ground you into the present moment. It was better than losing yourself in the "what if's" that seemed to be plaguing you. The fresh air did seem to help a bit, you assumed that at some point the air in your room became a bit stale, which only added to your fatigue. Beside you, Tadashi still waited patiently, as he at least recognized that you were at least taking the first steps to clearing your thoughts.

"There's this great pizza place called Oz Pizza just a block down from here, they give some pretty big slices, great for catching tears." Tadashi joked, making you let out a small chuckle.

"That sounds like a plan then." You spoke, as he lead the way to the pizza place.

It took a couple of deep breaths, and a minute in comfortable silence for you to finally feel comfortable enough to speak about what's been on your mind.

"I don't think I'm cut out for all of this, Tadashi…" You trailed off at first, convinced that there wasn't exactly an easy way to lead into the conversation.

"What do you mean?" Tadashi asked, not wanting to make assumptions and say the wrong thing.

"My major… School… Just, I don't know… I have a mid term in two days, and I keep looking at my textbook and notes and just can't help but think… this isn't what I wanna do." You started to vent at first, further explaining your mindset.

You told him about how things started off really good, but within this year you just suddenly can't help but feel as if you had a change of heart somewhere along the way. How that you feel so close to the finish line that you just want to get it done with, but also hate the idea of having to go for another year just to even do that. How you've spent so much time on this major and your classes already, that you don't want it to all be for nothing, but what's the point if it's not even what makes you happy? Tadashi simply took all of this in at first, letting you get it off of your chest before you both went inside the little pizza joint. He considered your words for a moment, and when you finally felt as if you were done saying all that you needed to say, he lead you inside to order. The two of you ordered, and went back outside, since the place was really only big enough for the ordering counter and the kitchen in the back, most of the seating was outside.

"Do you want my advice, to distract you and think about thing else, or do you want me to just listen?" Tadashi then asked you once you two were in a more private setting again.

"I think it would be nice to know what you think… see it from a different perspective maybe." You answered, as he simply nodded with a smile at first. He always did encourage others to see things in a different way.

"I think after this semester, you could take a break. You've been working hard for a long time now, and it can be a lot on your brain to process. If you don't want to take a semester off, you could always see what classes you've finished and if there's another major that brings you closer to graduation, or just something that just makes you happy again." Tadashi advised, trying to cover all of the "what if's" and "But's" that could be brought up.

"I can help you look up the different majors the school offers. You're at least almost done with all the general education classes, right?" Tadashi asked, trying not to stress you out more, but genuinely curious.

"Yeah, I'll actually finish my last class for it this semester… Then it's just more major requirements…" You answered, trying not to linger on the idea too much.

"Okay, when we back I could help you look into it, and study, if you want it. It might just be good to at least not feel alone while you're studying." Tadashi reached across to gently put his hand on yours in encouragement.

You tried not to think about the gesture too much, but you failed to hide the smile on your face when he did it, giving you away a bit. Soon enough, the man who took your order placed the slices of pizza in front of the two of you.

"Are you still planning on crying into a pizza?" Tadashi asked, changing the subject away from school, but his hand never left yours.

"Maybe. You're always welcome to join me, if you want." You joked in return, making him laugh a bit.

The two of you ate and decided to talk about things that didn't involve school for the moment. Instead the two of you decided to talk about any movies that were coming out soon, or plans over the weekend, or how Tadashi's family was doing. When the two of you finally finished up your respective pizza slices, you weren't feeling a 100% but at least you were a bit better than you were before. You had started to think about your major again when the two of you began your walk back to the school.

"Hey, (Y/N)?" Tadashi called out to you, snapping you out of your thoughts before they could get worse.

"Yeah, Tadashi?" You asked, taking a deep breath to try and calm you.

"If you do decide that school isn't for you anymore, that's okay. I just wanted you to know that I'll still be here for you no matter what you decide on." Tadashi reassured you with a warm smile, as you couldn't help but nod and feel yourself start to tear up a little bit.

He was always the type of encouragement you needed, that even if you decided to change your path, or not go to school at all, that he'd always still be there. The last thing you wanted was to somehow lose him in the process.

"Come on, we'll figure this all out. We're in this together." He further reassured you.

You were starting to feel a bit more confident that the two of you would figure it out together.

[yes-no-maybe-soo]

Now that I've slept on things and the high from the Reruns announcement is out of my system I gotta say... I can't be excited about this. All I see now is yet more proof of Paperfold's greed and their lack of care for their players, as well as for the longevity of LADS.

I don't want to be a party pooper. Truly, I don't. I want to be unreservedly pumped and happy about this. As someone who came relatively late to the game, Reruns are something I've prayed for since late October when I ordered my Tablet specifically to play LADS (yes, that's how much of a Sylus simp I am). But this is not the way to go about it, imo. It's a slap in the face to F2Players and low spenders, as well as to those of us who spend a fair amount.

Just think about it. Assuming the rerun banners will have the same pity system as the regular banners, we'll need 140 wishes to be guaranteed the card we want. Now run that banner alongside a new banner, and in worse case scenario you'll need to cough up 280 wishes, in the span of a week or two. That's a lot of dias/money. And now imagine you want to rank them up...💀

And the company does this whilst giving us no additional ways to farm dias. It's a fact that at present we don't have ways to grind dias or mats regardless of whether you spend money or no. Orbits and abyssal chaos are finite. SHC is the one renewable source of dias we have and as we all know SHC is hard as shit. Especially if you main Sylus or Caleb b/c they just do not have enough cards nor Stellactrum. In Sylus' case, his one yellow four star was locked behind a paywall in the form of a Promise card, which is now no longer obtainable. As for red, he only has one. Single. Card. That's it. So basically, you will need to brute force with him not only in SHC but in Orbits which require tons of mats and stamina. Leveling up one card in this game is hella time consuming and hella expensive. Same goes for protocores. Those are also expensive af to level up.

So what I'm saying is that the game is now throwing additional banners at us whilst giving us no way of keeping up which is a HUGE issue. Hell, we can barely keep up as is. This is not conducive for longevity. The moment a competitor comes out, one with equally pretty graphics and appealing LIs, a lot of people are going to migrate to it. Because why stay with a game that does not care about its playerbase? That does not give you ways to grind or keep up? That does not even communicate with us?

And don't come at me with "Is this your first gacha?" It's a moot point. What I've written above still stands: we aren't given enough resources. Not even the bare minimum. That's a fact. And look, neither I nor anyone else is saying that this game should be free, or that F2Players should be able to obtain every single card of every single LI. Of course not. But I truly do believe that obtaining every card of your favorite LI is not unreasonable. Paperfold would not lose out on it. Whales are gonna whale anyway, and those who want to increase affinity will go for R1 or above of their fave LI regardless.

The thing is, Paperfold make tons of money. They're not a small fresh on their feet indie company. They are a multimillion company. They can afford to be more generous to their players. They can afford to give us more resources and additional ways to grind. But they do not. Because they are greedy and they do not care enough about us to even give us the bare minimum in return for all the time, money, and free marketing we give them. It's as simple as that.

(Note that when I speak negatively about Paperfold it is always directed at the execs, management team, CEO etc. The devs and the writers are amazing and deserve nothing but love and praise)

So yeah. I feel very sad and disappointed by this, especially so b/c Reruns were one of my biggest wishes for this game. But the issues and greed are too blatant for me to ignore :/

[dance-in-the-morning-glow]

Sniffing the Caribbean: Elle’s Pirates Perfume List (2025)

Some of you might remember my post from last year. Since then, I’ve sampled more, obsessed further, and come to the conclusion that this list needed an update. Because this is what I do for fun, apparently.

This is all vibes-based and deeply unserious (except when it’s not), but it’s also the hill I will die on.

Elizabeth Swann: Okay, so the scents I've picked for her back then still fit well imo. Just switching them up into chronological order. She evolves so much over the trilogy, she deserves a scent arc.

For CotBP-Elizabeth, I’d suggest Cloon Keen’s Lá Bealtaine (Bergamot, Mandarin, Neroli, Pink Pepper, Angelica Seed, Angelica Root, Jasmine, Rose, Tuberose, Cedarwood, Patchouli, Amber, Musk, Cashmeran). Has the energy of someone dreaming about freedom but also knowing how to curtsy perfectly.

Then there's Juliette Has A Gun - Vanilla Vibes (Sea salt, natural vanilla absolute, orchid absolute, absolute brown musk, bezoin absolute, sandalwood, tonka bean). It's is a radiant, salty vanilla that smells like sun on your skin and a breeze in your hair. It's the girl on the brink of transformation.

If you want a more indie-leaning take: Death & Floral’s I could never stay long enough on the shore (sand, salty air, smoke, cold coastline). This one’s not as polished, and that’s kind of the point. It smells like she’s already got one foot in another world. (I think they're on hiatus rn, but you could always check r/IMAM's sunday swaps or r/IndieExchange on Reddit or something. Same goes for basically any other indie scent.)

DMC/AWE/Pirate King Elizabeth, however? She’d absolutely slay in something sharp, resinous, and dramatic. Enter: Beaufort’s Terror & Magnificence (birch tar, black pepper, saffron, incense, tobacco, papyrus, haitian vetiver, myrrh, labdanum, benzoin and pebbles). She’s weathered and commanding. Elizabeth in full Pirate King regalia would devour this.

Will Turner: Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab - Asleep in the Deep (black plum, sea salt, opium tar accord, labdanum, and indigo benzoin)

Dense and dreamlike, pairs perfectly with Elizabeth’s Vanilla Vibes like shadow to her light. Feels almost like a premonition. The Dutchman waits.

Jack Sparrow: Give him anything rum-drenched and slightly unhinged. But if I had to name a signature scent, I’d pick Stranger Perfumery’s Cigar Rum (raisin, dried fruits (prune and cherry), rum absolute, mandarin, amber, tobacco, oakwood, vetiver, resins, labdanum absolute, seaweed absolute).

You could absolutely layer that with a dirt single note or Fantôme - Bune (damp subterranean air, nagarmotha, smooth cave walls, davana, a cold marble altar, & glittering green dragon scales) for authenticity lol.

Hector Barbossa: Still convinced the core vibe here is woody.

Solstice Scents - Headmaster (Apple, bourbon, oak, cedar, pipe tobacco, applewood, amber, spices) goes hard . That apple note layered over wood and spice? Perfect. Can't get more Barbossa than that.

But if you want something a bit uncanny: Whispered Myths (natural cambodian oud, cantaloupe, cedarwood, musk, honey, salvaged shipwreck) by Imaginary Authors. Yes, it has cantaloupe. No, I can’t explain why that works. This perfume smells like a half-forgotten treasure ship rotting sweetly in the sun, and Barbossa would 100% bottle that.

James Norrington: James, especially in his earlier form and later in AWE, is all restraint and clean lines. Thus, any light aquatic or clean scents work, so I’d choose something like Solstice Scent’s Gulf Breeze (Saltwater, sand, seashells, sea oats, rain, ambergris (vegan accord). A light marine scent with a wistful edge. This is a man who looks at the horizon (very sadly) and thinks of everything he can't say.

Maison Margiela's Sailing Day (aquatic, aldehydes, juniper, coriander, iris absolute, rose, red seaweed, ambergris, ambery wood) fits the bill too. A bit more straightforward than some of the others, but it's got that fresh-sea-air vibe.

If we’re talking clean scents, my personal fave is Ghost in the Shell (Yuzu, clean aldehydes, jasmine, musk, vinyl, ambergris) by Etat Libre d'Orange, so I'm just throwing that in here for good measure. Because this smells like sterile beauty and cool detachment. You get it.

For his Scruffington era, you could just let yourself inspire by the scents I've listed for Jack. (Make of that statement what you will.)

Cutler Beckett: *rubs hands together* Oh yes. My favorite little tyrant. Let’s talk.

So 1740 (bergamot, mugwort, patchouli, coriander, cardamom, cedar, birch, labdanum, leather, vanilla, elemi, helichrysum) by Histoires de Parfums is still my absolute holy grail of a Beckett scent. This smells like calculated charm, and a man who will smile while ruining you.

But wait - there's more.

I recently discovered Arquiste – Venice Rococo (black violet, blush rose, chamomile, dusty iris, subtle animalic amber) and that’s what a powdered wig should smell like. I'd say, layer it with anything I've listed here and you've got the perfect Beckett combo, but to me, that shit's so overpowering, so layering isn't really an option.

There's also Powdered Peruke (vintage powder, white rose, iris petals, musk (vegan), creamy vanilla, ambrette, hay, light woods, cashmere) by Dark Tales (and I honestly don't know what to think about the fact that I own not one. but TWO samples that make you smell like a fuckass wig. Call me crazy, idc). Anyway, this is the softer option, less “aggressive puff in the face,” more low-key elegance. And I guess the woody notes make it creamier which is nice.

Also, adding Commodity's Velvet (coconut water, roasted almonds, rose petals, vanilla, amber, and smoky musk) because it feels right. Imagine sipping brandy in your study while planning how to take over the seas. You get the vibe.

In my old post, I mentioned Gris Charnel for the tea angle, but honestly, after trying Indigo Smoke (lapsang souchong tea, mandarin orange, apricot, guaiac wood, incense and pine tar) by Arquiste I'm thinking this fits better. Not super deep into tea scents, but this one has the right smoky bitterness.

(Sorry, I'm making rocket science out of this for my blorbo from hell™️ - I'll stop here. Most of y’all probably don’t want to hear me go full scent autopsy on that cringefail man. Which I get. He's terrible.)

Davy Jones: Yeah, you still can't tell me this man - cursed squid creature - doesn't smell like Squid by Zoologist (Pink Pepper, Solar Salicylate, Incense, Black Ink Accord, Salty Accord, Opoponax, Ambergris, Benzoin, Musk). It's too on the nose.

BUT if you want something more tame (or like, a little less Zoologist), I gotchu. With the fishes and the dead by Death & Floral (Black squid ink and mile long oceans. Black ambergris, black labdanum absolute, salty ocean water, and black pits of stretched out emptiness) smells a bit similar imo, but it's less musky and I love the labdanum note in there. Plus, it's saltier. It's giving Davy Jones dramatically playing his organ in the best way.

Tia Dalma/Calypso: Still hunting for the perfect scent for her, especially in goddess form. But for human-form Tia Snake Oil (deep, rich, earthy notes swirled with vegetal musks, sugared vanilla bean, and dark spices) by Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab fits?? Mysterious and dangerous without trying. She is the secret everyone pretends not to believe in.

Ian Mercer: Beaufort - Tonnerre (smoke, gunpowder, blood, brandy, sea spray and citrus)

Still don't think I need to elaborate. This is a violent scent. It opens with an explosion and never settles down.

Bonus Round: Fragrances That Just Fit the Vibe

Two cups of tea, a summer monsoon, me and you (Rain on cracked soil, wet creosote, a swelling monsoon, desert cedar, black tea) by Death + Floral. I weirdly associate this with the beginning of DMC. It smells like heartbreak in a storm, waiting at the altar while the sky falls.

Triton (Murky sea water, ambergris, ancient forest mosses, crushed ivy leaves, frankincense, resins, ozone, with a hint of citrus) by Fantôme for the maelstrom vibes.

Sydney Rock Pool (Australian sandalwood, coconut skin accord, driftwood note, frangipani, seaweed, ambermax and sea salt) by Arquiste has me thinking of Will and Elizabeth's little beach moment at the end of AWE.

Black Pearl by Dark Tales (milky coconut, sea air, sweet rum, tropical dried fruits, worn leather, sandalwood, black woods, cedarwood). I mean. It’s called Black Pearl. What more could you want.

Solstice Scents' Sea of Gray (Vanilla rain, saltwater, seaweed, ambergris (vegan), white amber, roasted seashells, white sandalwood, frangipani) is my all-time fave salty vanilla. Basically evokes the smell of a stormy sea.

Also, BPAL has a whole ass pirate themed collection called Fire Down Below. You might want to check that out.

That’s all (for now). Lmk if you’ve got additions or would like to hear my thoughts on characters that aren’t mentioned here!!

[nnuanana]

What's the vibe of your Home? based on the Numbers

Ever walked into a home and instantly felt something? Maybe a cozy warmth, an unshakable sense of peace, or even a restless energy? Numerology teaches us that your address carries a frequency that influences the space and those who live in it. Let’s break down what your house or apartment number reveals!

How to Calculate Your House Number's Energy:

Add up all the digits of your house or apartment number until you get a single digit (1-9).

For example: 1234 → 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 = 10 → 1 + 0 = 1

If you live in an apartment, use just your unit number!

House Number Meanings & Interesting Facts

🔴 1 – The Independent Home - I lived under this number at one point and boy oh boy.. So, for me, it was very motivating. I felt like I was first everywhere! The energy was impacting my life outside as well. I recommend, very good if paired with social energy like 6.

Energy: Leadership, innovation, and new beginnings.

Great for: Entrepreneurs, singles, and those seeking a fresh start. Watch out for: A feeling of isolation or self-centeredness.

Fun fact: Many famous pioneers and inventors have lived in homes that reduce to 1, as this number fuels self-motivation and ambition.

🟠 2 – The Harmonious Home - I noticed this number makes the whole building invisible or hidden, it's just so easy to overlook this part of the street imo, and it's very easy to get lost in it? if it makes sense it's just like a hole lmao

I could really compare the energy here to the "high priestess" in Tarot. Very intuitive number and therefore, home?

Energy: Balance, peace, and intuition.

Great for: Those who work from home.

Watch out for: Over-sensitivity and passive energy that may invite indecisiveness.

🔎 Fun fact: 2 is the number of the moon, so this home often has a nurturing and protective feel, making it ideal for families.

🟡 3 – The Creative Home - I live under this number. It's my family home. I'd say it's good for women and kids in general since creativity and fun and various skills are at the forefront. Nice for social gatherings as well. Very nurturing space fr. However, pay attention to other numbers that accompany 3rd energy, it tends to get messy very quickly so it should be paired with a stabilizing number xoxo

Energy: Joy, expression, and social vibes.

Great for: Artists, musicians, and extroverts who love hosting events.

Watch out for: Scattered energy—this home can feel messy or unfocused.

🔎 Fun fact: Homes with the energy of 3 often attract guests effortlessly, radiating an inviting and inspiring energy.

🟢 4 – The Grounded Home - my neighbours that live under 4 are VERY organised and strive for success in every sphere of their lives. Caring as well and focused on long-term status; which is quite a contrast to the 3 energy. Therefore masculine energy for sure is present here ⚡

Energy: Stability, discipline, and security.

Great for: Hardworking families, long-term investments, and those seeking structure.

Watch out for: Feeling too rigid or stuck in routines.

🔎 Fun fact: 4 is deeply connected to nature (four seasons, four directions), making homes with this number ideal for gardens and grounding practices.

🔵 5 – The Free-Spirited Home - from my observations it is a very stable home. Feeling safe&sound it works stabilizing and freeing 🧸 perfect for a family home if you ask me. There's a sense of grounded way of living but still very creative.

Energy: Adventure, movement, and excitement.

Great for: Travelers, freelancers, and those who thrive on change.

Watch out for: Chaotic energy—things might break more often or feel unstable.

🔎 Fun fact: Many Airbnb or rental homes have a 5 energy because this number attracts short stays, excitement, and new experiences.

🟣 6 – The Nurturing Home - the number of people I had under this one.. (I had a blast living under 6th energy since I'm compatible) it's inviting. I hosted my friends there and it was just the VIBE. Generally, 6 is SOCIAL to the max. Romantic as well 💕

Energy: Love, family, healing, and responsibility.

Great for: Parents, caregivers, and those who love homey spaces.

Watch out for: Over-sacrificing or feeling burdened by responsibility.

🔎 Fun fact: Many healers and therapists live in 6-energy homes because this number enhances compassion and emotional connection.

⚫ 7 – The Mystical Home - It felt like going back to your own mind which can be really helpful when you're a tired overthinker, it gives a good amount of direction and mental focus. Regular drinking or being under any other substances will cause stagnation here which ultimately could be dangerous.

I recommend it for those deep and not-so-deep thinkers, it helps with mental distress. You will get clarity and a sense of owning your power under such a roof.

Paired with a 5 could be more grounding and social

Energy: Solitude, wisdom, spirituality, and deep thinking.

Great for: Writers, spiritual seekers, and introverts.

Watch out for: Feeling lonely or disconnected from the outside world.

🔎 Fun fact: Many monasteries and sacred places resonate with the number 7 because it aligns with deep introspection and higher wisdom.

🟤 8 – The Abundant Home - VERY much stable and serious energy. Materialism is a thing here. Money motivation/focus is strong. I've observed that even for a couple that is naturally warm to each other, living under such a number could come down to money/work. That being said I don't know how a family would find themselves there. I'd be careful with love here since it's such an individualistic energy; not really homely or warm in itself. Good opportunity to solve karmic stuff.

8 is good paired with a social, family friendly or/and stable energy - depending on the circumstances/ actual needs.

Energy: Success, wealth, power, and ambition.

Great for: Business owners, ambitious professionals, and those focused on financial growth !!!

Watch out for: Workaholism or feeling pressure to “keep up.”

🔎 Fun fact: 8 is the number of infinity (♾️), symbolizing a flow of abundance—either wealth or karmic lessons, depending on how energy is managed.

⚪ 9 – The Wise Home - It gives a round sense of wholeness to a person upon entering. The feeling of inner knowing is just immaculate.

Even tho some describe it as "isolating" and tends to be.. and it gotta be! It's 9. If you have a library somewhere close by with 9 energy or number in the address GO THERE. Whatever you want to learn and actually GET IT? no matter what it is? The enlightenment that happens under this number is just something to experience. Thank me later xoxo

Living however, feels like your own private library/space - where you remain focused but also something else that is just hard to describe.

I do recommend living under such a roof since it's good paired with other social numbers ;)

Energy: Wisdom, humanitarianism, and completion.

Great for: Old souls, travelers, teachers, and those in transition, singles.

Watch out for: A sense of impermanence—this house may feel like a stepping stone to something new. It gives a strong sense of direction

🔎 Fun fact: Many historical and spiritual leaders have lived in homes with a 9 energy, as this number is tied to universal compassion and enlightenment.

Nonetheless, any new energy of a home will allow you to explore parts of yourself you didn't know about or you'd rediscover it again. Maybe it would awake your inner child? Making you feel safe again to flourish? That and other things 💫

So this might sound controversial or it might not but I know for a fact that some energies keep you young. Whether that's good or bad; or should I say fir better or for worst?

Some would definitely make you more mature mentally.

I'd recommend changing locations so that the flow of energy is present.. or ⬇️

How to Shift the Energy of Your Home if you're not vibing with your house number’s energy?

You can balance it by:

Adding a numbered plaque outside that equals your desired number. Who's saying you can't?

Use specific colours (e.g., earthy tones or wooden doors to ground and increase stability in a 5/3 home).

Placing symbols like plants, crystals, or decor that match your preferred vibe could helps with the overall energy balancing.

Does your home number match your experience? Let me know!

[destinyc1020]

I still think that there was some miscommunication during the start of their breakup in 2019 with Tom thinking that it was permanent and Z thinking it was just hiccup. Tom and Z talk about Tom being impulsive and dramatic and she may have thought he was just in one of his moods and would get over it. Zs people were following Harry, Sam and Haz after the FFH premiere. Claire followed Harry on July 16! That's not something done after a fresh breakup from a long term relationship. And then July 17 came and Z finally understood that it was just not a hiccup. That's when we saw her stuck at her home with friends staying over, her wearing the MJ sweater, playing the Spidey game. That's also when we get Darnell's then bf unfollowing Tom. And we have Tom himself saying that his heart was broken and that it was his fault and that his superpower is apologizing

Hmm.... 🤔

Idk if I would put TOO much weight into the fact that their people didn't immediately unfollow each other, because there are tons of celebs now that I know of that still follow their exes, and still follow even their exes family members and their family members still follow their exes family.

People put way too much emphasis on social media imo.

Claire could have followed Harry because maybe they had already really nice conversation at the premiere, or it was her first time really getting to know him and he's a nice guy?

Not every breakup is full of death and destruction rofl. 😂🤣 JMHO!!!

I think we all agree that it was Tom who broke things off. So yea, maybe he meant it to be permanent (hence, him getting spotted with Olivia), and maybe Z didn't really think it was permanent.

I always say that breakups aren't usually black and white. He was still going to set with her on euphoria, remember? That was the last sighting before he left on the plane to go back to London.

They could have been having issues and then broke up, or, they could have broken up quietly around April/May (like Tomdaya Lore states), but being around each other during the FFH press tour brought up unresolved feelings, yet still wanted to be friends for the sake of the press tour, but they ended up just giving up completely before Tom flew back home.

I think he flew to Japan or smthg first (right?) for press, and then flew to London, and then that's when we saw him and Olivia. I'll have to look at the timeline again to make sure I gave the facts straight lol but yea. 😅

I don't think breakups are ever cut and dry, especially when you've been dating someone for over a year. I think there are a lot of nuances there sometimes, especially if there was a deep love and friendship there.

[tenpintsof-sundrop]

Speaking of the fundamental differences between Lori and Michonne and why it makes it intensely difficult to compare the two and their actions -

(This was something I was thinking about when writing my last post, but it turned into a rant about Shane and I got distracted)

Lori and Michonne represent two very different types of women in society pre-apocalypse.

Given, the information that we have about Michonne's backstory is very limited, and I am mostly going off the information given in the dream sequence in 4x09 (which I just watched, reminding me about this train of thought) - and even though it is a dream sequence, it seems deeply rooted in her real life and we get a lot of information about what her life was actually like before the apocalypse.

Michonne represents someone who is academically and seemingly very financially privileged, incredibly independent, and Lori represents someone who has been dependent on men her whole life - financially and for protection (which is a very important part of her character), and it seems incredibly likely that she never finished anything more than a high school education because as she stated it herself "she and Rick got married young" - and it was probably an expectation that she would be a stay at home mother and wife right out of high school or shortly afterwards.

Something that also fascinates me is the age difference between Carl and Andre. Carl was about ten or eleven years old at the start of the outbreak, and if Lori is in her early or mid 30s, that means that she had Carl when was in her early or mid 20s - and lets assume that Lori and Rick were married for at least a year before they had Carl.

But that means Lori has been financially dependent on Rick for at least ten whole years because she's been staying at home and taking care of Carl - in the flashback, it is shown that she always shows up early to make sure she's on time to greet him coming out of school, and there is several other moms there - so clearly this is a community where women are expected to be stay at home moms.

So when the apocalypse hits and Rick is in the hospital, and Lori can't depend on him for the usual protection she has come to expect - which, in the last ten years, has been steady finances that keeps a roof over their head, probably even the emotional stability of sleeping beside a cop and knowing he could protect her if someone broke into their home and tried to hurt their family - now all that is gone in a time when she needs it most. (Given, money wouldn't keep Walkers away, but she clearly has always looked to the man in her life to provide stability while she focuses her attention on caring for her child.)

So it's no wonder that she shifted that role onto Shane (especially when he was so eager to step up and take that role, almost as if he had been waiting for it - imo, he had been waiting for it with some other woman and it didn't matter to him which woman it was, Lori just fit his perfect idea of a submissive housewife) instead of shifting her entire world view and picking up a weapon and making plans for herself, especially in a time of grief and intense panic.

On the other hand, Michonne had Andre later in life. He was a year old when he died, and for argument's sake, let's say he was any where from 6 months old to 11 months old when the apocalypse started. Motherhood was very fresh to her.

I 100% get the vibe that Michonne intentionally waited until she was ready to have children - especially because (as far as I remember) she never refers to Andre's father as her husband, only calling him her "boyfriend" (which means she didn't feel the need to get married right out of high school for financial stability), and the flashback/dream sequence specifically high lights her talking about an art exhibit using highly educated wording while preparing fancy food and wearing luxurious clothing. All of it reads as someone who is very well off and educated - someone who went to college (likely for a degree in the arts, especially with the way she seems obsessed with sculptures, especially cat sculptures throughout the show) and took time to grow her mind before making the decision to have a child, rather than doing it because it was expected of her.

And this is what makes her more apt to being a fighter in the beginning - she is already independent and used to making plans for herself. And though she never had any formal training, her instinct is to fight and defend herself rather than depending on the men in her life to make plans for her and protect her. This is also why her character survived alone for so long, where as Lori had to depend on the safety of a group.

I just think they are fundamentally different people, and going "Lori sucks because she didn't do this awesome badass thing that Michonne did!" is playing right into the sexism that the show wants to overlook and erase.

[fallstaticexit]

hi!! I was wondering if you could give any writing/story advice? Your stories are so unique and interesting to follow and I am absolutely hooked on all of them! I'm also curious if you have any tips on how to stay invested in one sims family (like the briars). Do you do anything gameplay-wise or storywise to keep it interesting and fresh for you so you don't get bored? Thank you so much for sharing your amazing stories! :DD

hi! thank you so much! :)

Honestly, I just love writing and have since I was a kid! I think having a passion for it + an open, creative mind can take you places in your writing. (also being an avid reader helps). My best advice is to discover topics you feel you can either expand on that interest you. Does fantasy interest you? Romance? Drama/angst? Comedy? A little of everything? Do you have characters that you as the writer understand the inner workings of? Do they compel you and encourage you to get to know them better and tell their story? - to which is actually how I am able to connect with my Legacy family.

Gameplay is pretty easy for me since I can connect with just about anything! (i'm the type of person who can get emotionally attached to an acorn because I felt something when I picked it up off the ground lolol) And honestly, connection is all you need imo! I feel it comes naturally and authentically and that's what makes me excited to open my game and play with these families. I struggled with a lot of legacy families before the Briars, but when I made Honey and Amina, that came from a familiar place because they represented my family. And I was excited to see the legacy grow and develop a connection with each family member. but yeah, to keep myself from being bored, honestly, just experimenting with different gameplay elements. The Briars wasn't always an occult family but once I introduced the occult in it, it really enhanced my gameplay for me too! :)

[mochi-kitty]

Alright now that I’ve finished Yj 98.. and what an abrupt ending it was… (another post for another time) I gotta admit a hot take here.

I did not like how the girls were handled in #38 with robin and barts departure.

I understand they were upset and dealing with what happened on apokolips in their own way but arguably I’m peeved at their shitty attitudes. No one trusted robins judgement, fought him every step of the way even though he’s team leader until it actually became a physical fight, leading to their split, which led to their capture. Imo he had every right to leave. What’s the point in being team leader if this is how they treat him in a disaster? And even if he hadn’t up and quit, if he stayed team leader or even let someone else take the role earlier than canon… how could he stay on this team knowing they wouldn’t listen to him no matter his position? Or stay knowing that this same fight will absolutely start again if he rolled over and they didn’t talk about it? Then there was the “guilt by his association to Batman..” Was it shitty to break his promise to Greta? Yeah sure, but her bringing up her one sided delusional cat fight with spoiler like some jealous ex even though robin had no idea how she really felt? Shitty. As if spoiler had anything to do with this AT ALL. And don’t get me started on Cassie’s “apology.” That was downright disrespectful. Downplaying the situation and his feelings about it just so she can get him to stay for their own gain… Shitty.

Then there’s Bart. Fresh off losing Carol and his mom again, watches AND feels his scout get obliterated, falls into shock and then is immediately captured and put in a VR nightmare illusion by granny where he relives the same moment of death over and over on a loop. When they break him out he’s still in shock and goes comatose for an entire week and even with his speed healing, “takes a few weeks to get back on his feet.” After that he can’t even get himself to put on his costume, much less run even casually with Max. So he quits and the girls reactions are pretty much: “you’re being a coward after 1 bad event and we won’t have it.” Like??? Cissie quit when she nearly killed a man and yeah they fought that decision too but they didn’t question her judgement or god forbid make her feel bad for it and let her go while still keeping in the loop with her. HELL BY THIS POINT SHE’S STILL RETIRED!? But no it’s “you’re leaving because you’re a coward. We’re not afraid of dying so you quitting because you ACTUALLY saw and felt yourself die, a trauma explained by max to be more than the word could be defined, is unsupported.” AND THEN LITTLE LOBO, WHO CAN’T ACTUALLY QUIT THIS TEAM BECAUSE HE’D HAVE NOWHERE TO GO BEING THE WEAK END OF THE GENE POOL,,, HIS OUTBURST AND WANTING TO BE LEFT ALONE IS SUPPORTED BY ANITA EVEN THOUGH ITS FOR LITERALLY THE SAME REASON AS BART?? They both want to be left alone because they both died and now are scared of their own mortality but only 1 is supported because….why?? Is it Anita’s crush on lil lobo or what? Bart “can’t quit” because being impulse is “who he is,” COMPLETELY contradicting the years (by this point) of lessons Max has been trying to teach Bart about enjoying some normality outside of his hero life. I am 100% sure that when he said “I’m trying out a new lifestyle” he was thinking of Max. Implying that he can’t be ANYTHING other than Impulse, erasing Bart and his feelings as a whole person, is so shitty.

Idk I usually love the girls but this issue man. They had me wanting to jump the screen.

[funhouse-mirror-barbie]

So I actually really enjoyed the little HB short with Millie and Sallie Mae.

I thought it was cute and it was breath of fresh spring air to get some scenes with JUST woman characters interacting and talking about their relationship.

That said, after watching, it just made me realize how much I want an ACTUAL episode exploring Millie and her background.

At the end of the short we get that brief conversation about Sallie Mae seeming to feel left behind when Millie moved to the city, and that honestly should have been the plot of the harvest moon festival imo.

Little reimagining of how Harvest Moon Festival could have used the basic premise/conflict in Hell’s Belles to develope Millie more and give us a better insight into her character. (Also after typing all of this out I realized I misspelled Sallie May’s name, and I’m too tired to go back and fix it please do not bully me rip 😭🪦)

So, Instead of having Moxxie compete with striker, what if we’d learned that Millie left home because she had an inferiority complex due to constantly being compared to Sally Mae, who could be the “golden child” of the family.

Maybe Sally Mae and Millie have always had a really fierce sibling rivalry, and Millie has struggled a lot with measuring up to her sister.

Striker could be not only the new farmhand, but Sally Mae’s new boyfriend. Instead of the conflict being Moxxie’s feelings of inferiority to Striker, further tension could come from Millie being upset that her parents are so accepting of Sally Mae’s partner while not approving of her’s.

Millie could be the one to find Striker’s assassin gear, and Striker manages to knock her out like he did Moxxie. Instead of Moxxie stabbing Striker like Millie did in the actual episode, it’s Sally Mae who catches Striker and stabs him to try and save her sister. The way this could be set up could also be a nice establishing character moment for Sally Mae—she’s dating Striker, but the moment she sees her sister in danger she doesn’t hesitate to try and save her sister.

Striker throws Sallie Mae and Millie into the basement, and Sallie Mae is the one to get her leg in the bear trap.

They have a sister heart to heart, where Millie expresses her frustration for not being able to take Striker out on her own and feeling like she’s always been in Sallie Mae’s shadow.

Sallie Mae could then reveal that she’s always been jealous of Millie for being her own person and going against their parent’s wishes by striking out on her own moving to Imp City. Maybe Sally Mae has always been afraid of disappointing their parents, but wishes she could also leave the farm. Or Idk, maybe she’s always been the “golden child” because she’s been trying to impress Millie, and not their parents, because she admires her sister. There’s a lot of different sibling rivalry/insecurity conflicts and dynamics that could be used here.

The main point is that they come to an understanding in the basement, Sallie Mae gives Millie a pep talk and lets her know that she can do this and take down Striker.

Millie escapes the basement and the episode plays out like it does in the actual show. Instead of Millie getting talked down to her parents at the end, it’s Sally Mae, and when they criticize Sally Mae for getting hurt and try to praise Millie for getting out of the basement and chasing Striker away with Blitzø, Millie stands up for herself and her sister, stopping her parents from pitting the siblings against each other like they did in the past.

The sisters leave on good terms and the day is saved or whatever. They hug goodbye, and promise to stay in touch more and visit soon.

This could potentially help set up the idea of Millie having an inferiority complex and struggling with not believing she’s important that, in my opinion, comes out of absolutely nowhere in “Unhappy Campers”. If it’s established early that Millie has always struggled with feeling less-than in comparison to Sallie Mae and her siblings, it makes a lot more sense that she’d be so excited with the attention she receives in Unhappy Campers. And that she’d be extra upset by Moxxie’s lack of support.

Also for anyone asking “what about moxxie” idk. helluva boss loves their b and c plots so maybe there could be a slapstick bit where Millie’s brothers keep trying to wrestle Moxxie, so Moxxie is always hiding from them or getting tackled by them. Or maybe Moxxie could be really excited to try and bond with Millie’s family and get to know them more, so he keeps trying to connect with them in different awkward ways. Whatever. This is Millie’s episode now, I don’t care what moxxie does.

This is a very very basic re-imagining, and it’s definitely been done before and can be cliche. I want to make it really really clear that I’m NOT writing this out as a “fix-it”.

More of just a “what-if” and wishing about what may have been in terms of Millie getting more character development in the show proper, instead of getting a tiny bit of development and background info in a 5 minute short.

It’s just a shame because I’d love to have more concrete development for Millie. The short gave us a LITTLE insight into her and Sallie May’s characters, but it feels like we’re still being given crumbs about who Millie is as a character after a season and a half.

We should know more about her by now other than “likes violence/is good at fighting” and “is cheerful”. And also feels unimportant sometimes even thought she’d never given any indication that she’d ever struggled with that before.

Also I don’t think the voice direction for Sally Mae was done well. I liked her voice in “Harvest Moon” but it felt like the voice actress was struggling with keeping the southern accent in tact + sounding natural.

Overall, I did really like the short, but it also made me kind of sad for what could have been in terms of giving Millie more of the spotlight.

[juniette13]

Can you explain your reasons for not liking Scaramouche's redemption? I'm also not a huge fan of how he was written.

Of course!

One of my biggest reasons is it comes off to me as if Genshin is too scared to make characters who are blatantly evil and against the traveler playable

Which to me…honestly I don’t understand their mentality with it

IMO I think it’s perfectly fine to have characters who are evil and/or against the traveler to be playable! It brings a contrast, a flavor of sorts to the playable cast of characters

I was hesitant at first to say Genshin was too scared to make morally questionable/wrong characters playable, but considering La Signora’s dead, Ei’s EGREGIOUS redemption arc, and Scara’s redemption arc, I’m seeing a very blatant trend here, one I’m not a fan of

Now I know Arlecchino got released and is playable, I, however, stopped playing the game awhile back, I honestly don’t even feel like returning to it because all the content is wearing me out, along with the writing decisions and how I personally think the writing is just getting extremely convoluted, so I can’t really speak on Arlecchino’s matter because honestly I don’t know if her personality was watered down or not

My biggest issue is I feel like the redemption arc not only butchers what could’ve been a great character, I remember the days of when Scaramouche was just an asshole and that’s all he was, just an evil person, and not when he was some uwu little guy who does nothing wrong, but the arc also honestly ignores all the things Scaramouche has done and would rather pin the blame on other characters Like traveler why on Earth are you teaming up with the guy who killed Teppei??? You know, the NPC that died in the Inazuma arc, the NPC who’s death enraged the traveler so much that the traveler just ran headfirst into a dangerous situation without a second thoug-Ohhhhh right his death was just for shock value and doesn’t really hold any weight on the traveler! Right!

Scaramouche was also responsible for getting La Signora killed, however this is never addressed and just swept under the rug It’s writing decisions like that that just makes me so frustrated

I think it would’ve been fun if Scaramouche was just some blatantly evil guy, not every character needs some sob story, a whole plot point where they just whine and whine, and then some half-baked redemption arc where now he’s completely woobified and just an entirely diff character, minus the sass

Like he’s just sassy now, he’s not even mean anymore 💀

It disappoints me because there was so much potential to him and I would’ve been perfectly fine with him just being plain evil, I’m at that point where Dottore, a character who is just straight up evil, has no reason behind it, has no remorse for his actions, is a breath of fresh air and the only harbinger I enjoy because of that I do hope Pantalone also just ends up being a blatantly evil character, albeit not as extra as Dottore, and it would be fun if he monologued like Bedman from Guilty Gear XRD (I might even draw him to some of the monologues LOL)

But anyway yeah, just to sum everything all up in short bullet points

-Characters doing heinous things and then turning around, spewing a sob story, and becoming completely watered down woobified versions of themselves is overdone and tired in Genshin

-Scaramouche would’ve been great if he just stayed as an evil character, not every character needs to be morally in the right or on the traveler’s side, let the traveler have more significant enemies instead of nameless NPC #928291 ISTG 😭

-Scaramouche’s redemption was not earned

I know people are going to disagree with me, that’s fine, just make sure to keep it civil if/when interacting with my post

Anyways thanks for the ask! I can also do a post on Ei’s botched arc if needed or anything of the sorts, I like ranting about this stuff!

[sparring-spirals]

I got to say I really liked the episode (despite only having watched exu calamity of the exu series) and I think maybe Matt needed a breather after so many fast paced, lore filled episodes.

however, I am kinda bummed that the fcg processing has been put on hold for (at least) two weeks now and that means that, despite them being great actors that truly merge with their characters at the table, their reactions will be much less raw and there’s a chance some of them will forget tidbits of information, emotions they felt when it happened because they (as role players) will have had time to process it out of the game and it might create a dissonance in the game. tbf I kind of felt the difference even between the end of ep 91 and the beginning of 92 but it made sense because technically they were still running and couldn’t afford to process. idk. I have hope that we’ll still see that raw emotion, but I fear it won’t be as impactful as it could’ve been, especially if they’ll have to put the “reporting for duty” hat on immediately when they get to the camp

I think being a little bummed about the sort of unexpected hiatus on the Bell's Hells/Post F.C.G processing is super understandable! As someone who also really did enjoy the Crownskeepers return (hello im still yelling about Opal internally), I'm kind of in the same camp of being kind of thrown/disappointed about not getting to really dig into/sit with the Bell's Hells post-F.C.G loss. Like, LOVED the Crownkeepers, fascinating second half, kind of meh on the specific timing.

I'm holding my reservations about whether they're going to have to keep running/moving once we return to their portion of the story, since hey, until it happens (or doesn't!), we don't know, so I don't feel like getting too in my head about it until then.

That said! I do think that in general the cast puts characterization and staying true to the emotions of the character/story as a very high priority within the campaign. I think you're right that it won't be the exact same as if they had done a big emotional blowup/goodbye/processing scene in the same ep where they lost F.C.G, or immediately after. I don't think that means it has to be less impactful, just that- yeah, they'll have had more time to actually think/process it.

But they're also all professional voice actors who have, IMO, thus far shown how much they think about the inner lives of their characters and enjoy really digging deep into the emotional/interpersonal aspects of roleplay.

My assumption (my hope?) is that with additional time to think about + process a devastating/deeply emotional loss for their character(s), they'd choose to lean into that more, and not less. It wont be the same as the immediate raw reactions, thats true! But i dont think that means it has to be less impactful, even if they (as people) have had more time to process, and will be choosing how their characters, fresh off the loss, react. I dont think thats a guarantee it will be less impactful/emotional (maybe the additional thinking would actually enhance the reactions being true/insightful to the characters vs gut reactions from cast), but it will be different.

But if the cast chooses to lean into the heartbreak/emotions, and the circumstances of the BH in the upcoming ep enable it, I'm sure they can still kick my ass (emotionally), timeskip or not.

In general, I'm cautiously optimistic about what could happen next! Even if I don't love the timing thus far. I think there's still plenty of ways for me to get what I'm hoping for wrt F.C.G/BH. :] There are plenty of ways for me to get let down too, probably, but until it happens, or doesn't, I'm opting to not get too doomery about it. We'll see.

I uh. Hope that helps? A bit? Being bummed about specific things you were hoping for being off the table is totally reasonable. just hoping to lend an alternate way of viewing it, if desired.

(i wrote the sentence: "don't be lamenting your chickens before they hatch" and then went "what the fuck" out loud. i spent 4 hours at work today just doing systems diagramming and my brain is fried. clearly. keeping this here for my own entertainment.)