#been neglecting this site oops

[spentflower]

monmon monday +.+

[mumms-the-word]

Since you're the gale enthusiast does his orb in the ending where you let the crown be lost to the river/sea still light up when he and tav engage in sex? :3

Hello!! What a fun question!

Although I wouldn’t say I’m THE Gale enthusiast (because oh boy have you seen some of the amazing creatives on this site?? have you seen the headcanons and imagines and fics of people like @dekariosclan and @senualothbrok and @an-excellent-choice?? run don't walk over to their blogs haha) BUT...I do think a proportionally high amount about Gale’s condition and orb lol

and also I still have parts 2 and 3 of my long essay discussing the orb-as-disability/chronic condition still in my drafts so um...oops haha

Anyway here’s what I think! Under the cut for length, and note, we'll be tossing together some lore and headcanons here!

I think you can have it either way! The orb itself seems to react to magic and neglect in the game and he can also trigger the glow at will. In other words, we see it when it flares up after being neglected (i.e., when it pains him), when he absorbs a magic item to feed it, and occasionally when himself triggers the orb (to show you its hunger, or in a darker turn, to trigger the explosion).

It’s a fandom addition that the orb glows during periods of high emotion/stress/desire, but it’s a good headcanon! It makes sense logically in the game. If the orb's glow is triggered by hunger, desperation, etc, why not other emotions?

(And, side note, it’s been a minute since I’ve played BG3 so I could be neglecting to remember a scene where emotion does trigger the glow, and if so that’s my bad!)

Anyway, one of the things that triggers the glow is hunger. Hunger for magic and power, usually. But desire is a kind of hunger too, especially carnal desire. So does the orb glow during sex? Probably! Other people have explored this at length and there are some very fun headcanons about it floating around.

Does the orb glow during sex after Gale has tossed the Crown of Karsus aside and learned to manage his hunger/desires? That’s a more interesting question.

Again, it could go either way. In certain dialogue at the docks scene, Gale says he’ll have to keep feeding the orb eventually. He treats it like it’ll be a lifelong chronic condition. So if the orb lit up before during sex, it certainly will continue to light up post-Netherbrain!

Gale: Perhaps that’s the best place for it. Away from the meddling of mortals and Mystra alike. It’s not exactly the outcome Elminster hoped I would achieve, but it’s the best I could do with the time his charm bought for me. I feel the faintest prickling of hunger from the orb already. It will not remain under the sway of his spell forever.

But when you get to his little post-docks bedroom scene, the one where he proposes, he says the orb has changed. It seems to have calmed, though he isn’t totally sure of the effects or limitations yet. Mind you, this is romance-only, so does a romance help quell the orb's hunger better than friendships or Gale going about on his own? Possibly!

Tav: You seem very relaxed. The orb isn’t on the verge of exploding yet then? Gale: It’s strange. I woke up this morning and realised the orb feels different. No clamour, no desperation, no hunger. I hesitate to say if, but I think it’s…satisfied. I’ll need to keep a careful study of it, make sure it’s not suddenly destabilized by proximity to a rogue pair of Netherese sandals, mind you, but I think it’s dormant. That’s a worry I can leave behind me, at least. Tav: was it Mystra’s doing? Gale: It could be. Or perhaps the orb’s hunger was fueled by my own, and my contentment influences it in much the same way.

It sounds like the orb is dormant, which would suggest no glow. But it's not settled, necessarily, either since Gale suspects it could still flare up. The more important thing is that it's not volatile.

He also says in the epilogue, if you toss the Crown, that Mystra reassures him that the orb won't bother him again. This is if you're friends with Gale, rather than romancing him:

Gale: I have to say, I'm quite grateful just to be 'Gale' for the evening. I fear my students find me somewhat intimidating, due to my erm, explosive former reputation. I seem to put the fear of the gods into them. Or the fear of Mystra, to be more specific. She sought me out, not long after we went our separate ways, and assured me neither she nor the orb should pose me any threat in the future. Of course, it's still in there. A constant reminder of my former hubris, and a surprisingly effective means of keeping my more disobedient students in line. Perhaps a tad too effective.

So, after all that…does it still glow?

It’s up to you to decide! I think it’s fun imagining Gale intentionally lighting up his orb when his students get too rowdy just to watch the sudden hush it puts over the classroom. I think it’s fun imagining that the orb still glows when he gets excited, angry, horny, or even (sadly) stressed. I think that falls in line with details in the game.

And even though it’s dormant, that doesn’t mean the glow has to stop. One, you can headcanon whatever you want haha but if you feel like the lore should support it, just think of it this way: the orb is no longer volatile and in search of arcane power and magic. But it’s still lodged right there over his heart, it’s still very in tune with his emotions (probably). And he says it’s possible to be orb was fueled by his own hunger, and that his current contentment is what keeps it calm as well.

So if, say, he were to experience another type of hunger (for example, “oh my Mystra if I don’t take my lover over this desk right now I will combust” types of hunger) then I’m sure the orb does glow!

Therefore, yes, if he still has the orb in his chest I think it very much still glows during sex.

Hope that answers your question! Thanks for the ask 🥰

[vellichorom]

Hello! I’m new to the Stanley Parable fandom (as in 3 days ago oop) and I’ve heard about the Narratorverse? I’m confused as to what that is. (Also, if you have any advice of people to follow in this fandom, I’m all ears!)

WELL WELL WELL! allow me to welcome you to the fandom & introduce you to it's most recent development ( as the technical hand in it's creation & persistence(?) )! may you enjoy it AND your stay here, there's PLENTY to consume & a little something for everyone, i think!

now, into the narratorverse;

TDLR; the Narratorverse is this idea that every Narrator / alternative TSP design exist in a multiverse & frequently mingle with each other in Tumblr & Discord events.

however, below is where I've compiled EVERY detail & piece of history to this monster in the fandom, so feel free to dive below & educate yourself thoroughly.

otherwise! i'm not really good at just Offering people to follow, as everybody brings something to the table & I hate to risk forgetting / neglecting one user over another, so I HAPPILY encourage other TSP artists to reblog this & promote themselves! ALSO! just dig through the tag long enough & you'll find TONS of amazing artists & creators to follow ( avoid rh/ad/ko like the plague ), I promise it's worth the treck!

Narratorverse Expansive Lore You Can Slap On a Wiki Below;

for the best experience, please read this to yourself in a generic " youtuber introduces & reviews niche topic " voice,

" the Narratorverse, " ALSO known as " the Paraverse " is an "AU" / fandom-wide concept in which every & all personal iteration of The Stanley Parable ( with a heavy focus on the designs of the Narrator ) from the fandom co-exist & mingle in a big, expansive multiverse.

if I'm not mistaken, this OFFICIALLY got started when the tumblr poll function started getting incorporated onto the site & @tsp-narrator-ask would grab up a handful of individual Narrator designs to feature in a " Sexiest Narrator " competition, where - of course, the fandom & any tumblr user alike could vote for their respective favorite design or whichever they found "sexiest" ( loosely ).

this whole competition inspired some participants of the competition ( including yours truly ) to make in-character commentary art, featuring their Narrator reacting to their BEING in the competition or otherwise campaigning for themselves not to lose / the aftermath of their losing; a lot of which would include their Narrator being thrown into some cruel & unusual punishment by the host of the competition. for le giggles. ( the latter linked post is the reason why MY narrator is referred to as Salad Boy, )

with the door open for it, this would spark some MORE drawn, in-character commentary, featuring contestants of the Sexyman Competition-- & even just anyone with a Narrator design who wanted to participate in the shenanigans, all gathered together like this competition & everything involved with it was this big party/event they were all called from their creators to get in on.

a lot of this commentary was featured in MASS REBLOGS, with everyone adding a little response to one's post; the main ones being THIS one, & the Unfathomably Popular Salad Thread, the latter of which, not to pat myself on the back for starting it, but I think REALLY popularized the concept of the " Narrator Multiverse, " & would lead things to escalate FAR beyond the initial Sexyman Competition.

NOW, there's an official Narratorverse / Paraverse roleplay / hangout server that features many ( if not everyone ) featured in these threads, there's other TSP servers that carry the lore & relationships from these events, & there's been a trend instilled of other, similar mass reblog threads that keep with the continuity of the last ones, but also branch out to expand on multiversal shenanigans with everyone allowed to participate.

-such as @blackkatdraws's Gluetrap Thread, the aftermath of THAT, this smaller " thread " featuring my arrator finding @tsp-narrator-ask's kid, & I think there might have even been a few started with the recently held Narratorverse Hunger Games that I just can't account for / didn't get to keep up with.

ALL OF THESE OBVIOUSLY tying into & ONLY adding onto the idea of this multiverse of Narrators & Stanley Parable alternatives alike & popularizing it into this own little delectable square of the fandom in which the community can really come together for some utmost silliness OR actual worldbuilding, given everyone in-character & out of character gets to reflect on every alternative interpretation of the game we're ALL here for.

& that's just about the full " history " of what this whole Narratorverse / Paraverse is! feel free to hop the bandwagon yourself!

who knows, your alternative interpretations could be what the fandom follow next!

[otome-crow]

So I finally beat Corpse Factory. Despite me reviewing it here, it’s definitely not an otome. It is, in fact, one of the more fucked up VN’s I’ve ever played. Psychological horror done (almost) exactly right. (Mostly) terrible people doing (completely) terrible things.

Basic plot: Cool website, Corpse Girl. Send in someone’s photo and phone number, and they’ll get texted a picture of their own corpse…hours/days before they die. And they will die. There’s Noriko, a bored, stoic goth girl who runs the site. Tomoe, a walking “blonde slut” stereotype (even if she kind of isn’t) who has no problem playing messenger with dead bodies. Kojiro, a morgue attendant a little too obsessed with corpses. And Aoi, the girl Noriko’s in love with, who can’t seem to take control of her life.

TW: If any of this intrigues you, PLEASE BE AWARE that this is psychological horror for reasons that go WAY beyond mere corpses and death. There’s very (VERY) frank discussions of mental health issues, anorexia, body dysmorphia, depression, suicide, self-hatred, child abuse and neglect, and more.

That being said….all of it is treated with a shocking amount of sensitivity. And I mean that in a good way. You watch the characters spiral, but for some of them, you also watch them build themselves back up again. (The good ending made me cry in a good way at one part.) They’re all motivated by their mental illness, following the current of their lying brains, and that’s why they do what they do. Reason, not excuse. As some of them start to regain pieces of themselves, they’re horrified by the things they’ve done.

You’re watching someone trying to manipulate people into killing themselves, and you still somehow feel bad for her as she believes that three bites of food a day and a few cans of coffee is enough to live on. That’s some good writing, IMO.

Also, I can’t say enough about the art and CGs. Each character has a significant number of sprites to show a variety of emotions. The art on the CGs is great, and there’s a LOT of them.

And the voice acting OMG the VOICE ACTING. Normally I speed through VN’s and listen only to important lines. Once I have the character’s voice in my head, I read far far quicker than they speak. But in this game, I wound up listening to a large majority of it because I just couldn’t get enough of everyone’s voices!

Pros: Excellent writing, characters who are sympathetic even as you hate them, AMAZING art, CGs, and voices!

Cons: Can be triggering, dragged in some places, and one particular part of the true ending came out of NOWHERE with very little foreshadowing. It’s something I guessed, but only because I’ve been obsessed with horror for 30 years now. And it was a guess - it was kind of a random “oops, we need to tie up all the loose ends and fixing this one will take another 1-2 hours until we do it this way” ending.

Overall, definitely worth playing if this is your thing and your mental health will stand for it!!

[ancient-pokehistorian]

Bio: Mina

Name: Jasmine ‘Mina’ Taylors

Gender: Female (she/her or they/them)

Age: 19

Birthday: July 9th

Height: 5’ 5"

Occupation: Poni Island Trial Captain, wandering artist

Orientation: Biromantic Demisexual

Hometown: Seafolk Village

Personality: Laid-back, to the point of being considered lazy by some. Usually even-tempered and a bit stoic, she has the occasional moment of intense passion where her emotions flare and she won’t shut up. Prone to bouts of obliviousness. She’s friendly to strangers and a determined battler, but can be difficult to get to know simply because she’s off in her own world and changes the subject twenty times in 5 minutes.

Also procrastinates. A LOT.

History: She was born…somewhere*. Presumably Poni Island, but she’s never mentioned growing up in proximity to anywhere in particular. Her mother, father, older brother, and younger sister all currently live in Seafolk Village. Mina was always an artistically-minded and independent child, and preferred to spend her days playing outside, where she always seemed to attract Cutiefly to herself. Her family would often joke that one day the fairies would steal her away…until one day at age six she did vanish. While Mina did return, perfectly healthy, after a terrifying four days, no one joked after that.

The event never actually seemed to bother Mina, and she continued to grow and learn like she always had. When she wasn’t working on art, she was learning to battle-and she was good. Unsurprisingly, she was preferential to fairy-types, and a Cutiefly did eventually become her first Pokémon.

Like most Alolan children, she took on the Island Challenge at age 11, completing it in record time and moving on to become a Trial Captain at 13. She learned and trained under Hapu’s grandfather until his death a few years ago, and losing her mentor so suddenly was a big shock to her. She’d been very close to finishing up preparing her trial site in Poni Meadow…only to stop. It almost felt unbearable to stay in one place too long, so Mina neglected her Captain duties in favor of wandering Poni and throwing herself into her art.

It’s been a few years now, and while she’s largely recovered (having Hapu be appointed Kahuna was comforting to her), she is approaching her 20th birthday, meaning she’ll have to retire from being a Trial Captain. So there’s really no point in trying to set up a trial site.

Plus…only now is she starting to realize that she actually has no plans in place for what she’s going to do after she’s done being a Captain. Apparently she’s expected to be an adult, and that’s just a little stressful.

Oops.

–

*Unbeknownst to her, Mina is not her parents’ daughter, or even human for that matter. More information will be added in headcanons later. Please do not inform Mina about this directly without some discussion

[rezdragon]

Oops, I finished my art one already.

If I make something that I like more than the RezDragon Show (WHICH I NEGLECTED TO POST HERE OOPS), I'll update this. I have my doubts I'll be doing much more visual art for the rest of the month, since there's an album sitting in Audition at the moment. I just needed a break from it.

ANYWAYS, WOW what a THICK ass year of art from me. Mostly due to the fact I've been trapped at home with a LOT of time on my hands! Fun! As far as my actual technical skill, I don't feel like I really improved all that much this year, however my concepts and ideas are getting far more concrete. I had some fantastic works this year because I managed to see their concepts to completion and I'm very proud of that! Basically I feel I am getting better at translating what is in my head, both ideas and emotions.

I'll have more thoughts about the overall year in my Best of 2024 video, which I will not be releasing that until after Christmas (it's tradition).

Anyways, more art info under the cut.

January - May wasn't hard to make selections because as far as art, it was semi dry those months, especially February. But June - November GOD, it was hard. It was really hard to chose between Pride and I'm Glad I Poisoned You for June, fuck. I ended up choosing I'm Glad I Poisoned You because its detail work and background are far better.

July was another tough one and I ended up with The Girls Are Sleeping... the full version of it. I never posted the full version here because it gets HOT on the last panel, OOPS!

August was another dry month actually because that's when I was doing Terrain work. But I did update Rez's texture near the end of the month. I made this quick image to show it off, and I really like Rez's expression and body language in it. This is an image I completely forgot to share here, but it's been my icon on Sheezy since I made it.

September and October were two hard months as well, especially October, HOO. Terrain gave me a lot of motivation in October, so I was pumping out a lot of good shit. Settled on the image I made at the last minute because the atmosphere in it is a favorite, really happy with how this came out.

November was a toss up between The Feast and Disabled. Disabled has better composition than The Feast's, but The Feast boasts superior detail. Sheezy also LOVED The Feast, it's my most popular piece on the site. Runner up for November is also the image I did of Rez leaning over Ash, I really like how Ash's face came out in that one.

And lastly, December, which was between The Silence and The RezDragon Show, which I just finished today. I really like the atmosphere of The Silence, but the poses and lighting is better in The RezDragon Show. Really love Rez's pose in that one, she looks like a grumpy teenager, c'mon Rez, you'd be 29. Look at Ash, the 82 year old being respectful.

Guys I'm gonna be 30 next year.

[sararimble]

Oops-I Did It Again! Building a WFH Business Ain't Easy But It's Possble

Whoops! Do you ever feel like something was just a few days ago, only to realize it’s been way longer? Yeah, me too, since it’s been nearly a month since I’ve posted on this site. Yikes. Talk about mom neglect. Building a work-from-home business requires much more work, effort, and attention than I ever expected. But trying to juggle multiple clients and business ventures has left me overworked…

[servin-up-surveys]

survey #088

(taken december 14th last year; uploading surveys done while gone)

Can you read lips? NO. I am *HORRIBLE* at trying to read lips, like I absolutely can't.

Do you have trouble feeling excited for other people when they receive good news? Oh absolutely not, I definitely get excited too!

Do you know anyone whose parents are homosexual? I know I have a mom friend who is bi, but she's in a relationship with a man currently. I don't THINK I know anyone full-on gay that's a parent?

Do you consider yourself patriotic? In what ways? Hell no, this country grosses me the fuck out.

Are you part of any online communities? If so, which ones, and how did you get involved in them? I'm in a meerkat RP circle, I'm an admin at the SH wiki (which I have been awfully neglecting lol oops), and I'm active in my WoW main's guild.

Have you ever purchased clothing that you were too afraid to wear? HA yes, when I was still a teen-ish I had this honestly really cute black crop top that just says "FREAK" and I only wore it for a single picture, lol. It would never fit me now. I actually think I mighta got rid of it.

What is your lover's middle name? He doesn't have one.

When was the last time you saw your last ex? Well I saw a PICTURE of us on Facebook like a day or two ago, and fucking finally FB allowed me to delete them. I haven't seen her in person in years and never want to again, either.

Who was the last ex you talked to? Sara.

Who is your best friend? Pick only one. My boyfriend Girt.

Who was the last person to flirt with you, other than your lover? Some random dude on dA, he got blocked real quick lmao.

Would it bother you if your lover flirted with other people? Uh yes???

What exes do you still associate with? None.

What is a topic that interests you so much that you could read about it for hours? Meerkat behaviorisms.

Are there any holidays that you hate? If so, which and why do you dislike them? Columbus Day because that man didn't discover jack shit. Thanksgiving (its roots anyways, it's definitely evolved) because it's a literal celebration of genocide and slavery, etc.

Do you have a secret that you’ve kept for a long time – years, maybe your entire life? If so, why haven’t you told anyone about this secret? Yes, and I don't tell anybody because they affect nobody, are entirely benign, and just really don't matter.

What was the very first social media site you signed up for? MySpace.

If you were in a coma, who would be making healthcare decisions for you? My mom.

What’s something you’ve done that sounds too crazy to be true? The only thing that comes to mind is how many times I've been admitted to psych hospitals; like I lost count many visits ago. I would estimate I've been like, six times. I feel like people who know that would expect me to be crazier than I am.

Does anyone in your family smoke? My dad and his wife do.

What’s your opinion on hunting? Trophy hunting? Fucking barbaric, repulsive, diabolical, just evil. IF however you are hunting for food and have a respectful, appreciative mindset of the animal, then I'm more okay with it than I once was, because here's the thing: that deer you killed out in the beautiful woods, and probably rather quickly, ABSOLUTELY had a better life than that mistreated, miserable cow that was raised simply to be killed and probably given LESS than the bare necessities. I want to emphasize though, mindset is so important here; I wouldn't support you if you were tracking a deer seeking the "thrill" of just killing it. Like in that case, get fucking help. Be very respectful and extremely appreciative of that animal's unwilling sacrifice.

Have you ever had a pet escape and run away? Oh my god I will never forget Teddy doing this one winter night in the snow. I was going BALLISTIC as my dad ran and later drove after him. If I remember well, he ended up being at the pond not too far from our place, which he and Dale (another old dog of ours) had run to before to play. Thank god he was okay, at this time he just still had good energy and was very into marking his territory and smelling EVERYTHING. He also really, really enjoyed the snow, he used to love zooming through it and just playing.

Do any of your exes know each other? Jason and Juan knew and didn't like each other (at least, I was aware Juan openly didn't like Jason, I'm not really sure if Jason felt anything about him). Tyler MIGHT have known either of them, too, I don't know.

What’s an opinion you find impossible to take seriously? "Dinosaurs aren't real," especially when they add on, "Satan put those bones there to lead us away from God." You are PURELY fucking delusional.

Have you met that person that can get into your mind through a sentence? Yeah, Jason. Probably still to this day. He had so much goddamn power over my emotions without even intending it, and I feel like that hasn't fully gone away.

Have you heard of Jeffree Star? What do you think of him? Yes, I genuinely like him and who he's grown into and think his work ethic is fucking unreal.

Who do you think you have cried over the most? lol do I really need to answer this???????????

Do you hate celebrities with big boobs and have had plastic surgery? lol grow up?????? People can do whatever the fuck they want with their own bodies.

Is anybody in your family schizophrenic? If so, what is their life like? A half-sister is, but I've never met or spoken to her; I've seen literally a single picture of her in my entire life. I have no idea what her life is like. Sometimes it rears up to bother me more than usual, how Dad's only kids he interacts with at all are me and my immediate sisters... Even his other daughter Misty had to reach out to HIM when she and her children visited here to go out to dinner so he could actually meet them. Like, that shouldn't be his child's job. Misty is understandable bitter about how she grew up (her mother was absolute, total, 100% insane shit that couldn't even keep custody of her BECAUSE she was fucking mental, and Dad didn't take her), and I just wish she didn't have to be by Dad acting more like a dad to her. WOW welcome to the family therapy session y'all

What’s something somebody can do to make you hate them instantly? Say something inappropriate about a child came to mind first, but there's really a lot of other stuff, honestly. Just being a shitty, gross, violent, and/or forceful person.

Are there regular trains in and out of your town/city? Yes.

What was the last animal you saw, and was it a pet? Roman, right now, 'cuz he jumped up onto the desk to chill by me.

Have you ever watched an anime series, start to finish? Yeah, multiple.

Do you feel the need to rant about anything right now? If so, go for it. So my Tumblr account just RANDOMLY got terminated yesterday (I seriously mean it when I say I did absolutely, positively nothing whatsoever) and I'm rather annoyed by it. This has already happened to me once on my old account, and it took like around a week to get the damn thing back.

How many serious relationships have you been in? Three. Ish. I don't really know what to consider Sara's and my former relationship. Like I feel like we had genuine feelings and did some romantic things without much shyness or anything, but idk. Jason and Girt were/are SO much different from what she and I had.

Do you have a lot of regrets? Yes, and they fucking haunt me and refuse to let me go so I can maybe even mildly like myself.

Have you ever been so angry that you screamed out of nowhere? Yes. I know I've done this a couple times into a pillow, maybe other times without but idr.

Do you have any plans for Valentine’s Day this year? NEXT year I know I want to do at least a LITTLE something. Girt had Covid this year so we couldn't hang out that day and it super bummed me out, really.

What do you usually buy for snacks when you go to the cinema? Almost always popcorn, rarely some sort of candy.

Look to your left and name five things you can see. Presents for Ash's kids from Mom, the closet, the stand with the printer on it, paper shredder, and a cute piece of random artwork on the wall from who knows where.

Do you like having your lip softly bitten when you’re kissing? bro get outta my bedroom

Who is your favourite YouTuber? Overall? It'll probably always be Markiplier, he's my idol, but I really haven't watched him anywhere near regularly in like... two years? His content just generally isn't my style anymore, but I still love him as a person to death. You know, I'm really not too sure WHO my active favorite is anymore. Maybe John Wolfe or Game Grumps, I really don't know.

Have you ever been hopelessly in love with a celebrity? Nah. I have my fangirl episodes, but "hopefully in love" has never been the right phrase at all. I know none of these people personally and therefore can't even truly LOVE them and have always known that absolutely nothing is ever going to happen between me and any random person on the Internet. I can just melt from afar lmao.

What was the last band shirt you wore? I'm quite sure it was Ninja Sex Party. Thankfully it doesn't say the name of the band on the shirt lmfao I wouldn't want to explain that ever.

How many pairs of glasses (not sunglasses) have you owned? I know at least three.

What color is your flash-drive? Hot pink.

What is your favorite color(s) of eye-makeup? B L A C K

Have you ever worn a thumb ring? Yes; that's where I put mine and Sara's friendship ring. Safe to say I don't have it anymore.

What brand of TV do you own? Uh I'm pretty positive it's a Vizio?

Are high school football games fun? Ugh, no. I used to have to go to them quite a bit when my older sister was a cheerleader. There were always wasps and shit around/under the bleachers, it was hot, too crowded, and I just had absolutely no interest in sports. They were also way too long to me. I know a lot of the time Nicole and I didn't even watch, we'd just go find something weird to do that generally involved getting dirty, meeting with other kids that were as bored as us, and going under the bleachers when we weren't supposed to lmao.

When was the last time you had a particularly hectic day? Oh hell if I know.

To whom do you feel the most important? Mom and Girt.

How long has your favorite song been your favorite? Since it came out early this year lmao.

Is one of your favorite colors yellow? No, I actually really don't like yellow.

How old are your siblings? Tbh I only have my two immediate sisters' ages memorized, which are 29 and 24. Others are in their 30s. Katie might even be close to 40, idr and can't math.

Ever had a fishtank in your room? No.

Do you drink more soda than anything else? Not anymore! It's generally flavored sparkling water.

Do you know anyone who wears camouflage often? my brother in christ I live in the SOUTH

How many jobs have you had? Three.

Do you hate your last ex? I VERY much don't like her, at all, but I'm past my "ugh I hate her" phase. I ain't wasting my energy on hating someone I never have to see or speak to ever again.

Are you ashamed of any of your family members? My uncle who my family no longer associates with. He's a fucking filthy slug of a human being.

Have you ever been in a courtroom? Yes.

Were you a chubby child? No, I was pretty normal.

Are you afraid to sing in front of people? Yes. To get you to visualize the sheer extent, in the over three and a half years Jason and I dated, he heard me sing ONCE, at church.

When did you last dance with someone? Uh with Sara a few years ago.

Do you feel awkward watching sex scenes? Yes, but not AS bad as when I was like, a teenager. I still do feel exceptionally uncomfortable if it's with my mom present, though.

Did you ever have senior photos done? No. I wanted to, we just... didn't, I don't remember why.

Do you attend church regularly? You literally could not even PAY me to go to church, never mind regularly. It's complete fucking brainwashing and greatly diminishes genuine, confident self-worth. I don't consider myself a Satanist, but even I can still say hail thyself, hunty.

Have you ever wanted to be a teacher? lol absolutely not.

Are you currently listening to music? Yeah, "Modern Love" by Mother Mother just started.

The person who last spoke to you in person, what is their name? Donna, but Mom to me.

The person who last texted you, tell me their name? Still Donna, lol.

What was your favorite class to take in school? Art courses and German.

Have you ever had a pixie cut? No, but I'd like one one day... Both my mom and hairdresser have told me I would look amazing with one now, which I really appreciated, but I just can't convince myself. I know it's a stereotype that fat people usually can't pull off short hair, and trust me it was ballsy enough for me to get it as short as it is now, I'd just be so obsessively paranoid that people would think I'm uglier with a pixie cut.

Is your signature legible? I think so, yeah.

If the person you like/love proposed to you right now, you would say? I know I'd say yes even though I know it's unwise to do so this early. Thankfully I'm pretty damn sure just given Girt's intelligence and dedication and strong pragmatism, he knows way better than to do that anytime soon.

Are you satisfied with your current camera? I sure am, and I'm actually pretty excited, I know Mom is ordering a pack of lenses (polarizing, ND, and UV) for it for Christmas!

When was the last time you felt ignored? Um idk. Probably during some family dinner at my sister's, I know I've been totally talked over adn brushed off more than once.

Is smoking an immediate turnoff to you? I won't ever attracted to a smoking man til I saw Richard Kruspe bro 😭 lol but generally yes, celebs don't count, right?

If given the opportunity, would you legally change your name? Nah, too used to this one and plus I like it.

Has religion ever come between you and a friend or family member? Yep.

Has anyone ever told you that you were worthless? Well, in fucking essence, Sara has.

If you jumped out the nearest window, would you live? Yes, very easily.

Is there an animal that scares you? I have a very intense irrational fear of larva, like maggots and stuff. Cicadas also notably freak me out, I can't handle their eyes. Whale sharks are another irrational fear, their mouths creep me out. Australian spiders like their funnel-web are freaky too.

When you get blood tests, do you feel faint afterwards? No.

Do you think you will have a date for prom? Whoa now buddy you are WAY late, lol. I went to Jason's senior prom and he went to mine.

Are you afraid of being cheated on? Not really, at least not with Girt. I hope this doesn't sound all arrogant or full of myself, but just factually, this guy wanted me way too long for me to even really WONDER if he'd cheat on me. He's directly told me he wanted to date in high school, but he didn't do anything because he was concerned what people would think of the age gap. Then Jason came along and he respected that.

Do you know how to play poker? It's actually funny, I did as a KID but don't now, hahaha. I really enjoyed it as a child, just obviously without monetary gambling.

Is your face shape oval, heart shaped or square? I genuinely don't know.

When was the last time someone asked you to go somewhere? When Girt invited me to his place Friday for his sister's birthday.

Do you have small wrists? Yeah; even with my size, my wrists are definitely noticeably small. Like I can slip those security bracelets off at the psych hospital (lmfao what a talent) or like the skating rink to show you paid.

Are you someone’s best friend? Girt always calls me his. <3

What’s the biggest annoyance in your life right now? The state of my legs, really. I'm gonna get on fixing this shit, I've had enough. It stops me from SO much.

Do you know anyone that smokes weed? I know one major pothead irl as well as one online; I'm certain others do it, but being a pothead is like, literally a major part of these two girls' personalities.

How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed? A hell of a lot.

Thinking back to the person you fell hardest for, do you still feel that way? Nope.

If you’re a girl, what’s your bra size? Funny thing, I actually don't know. I know I'm naturally a C-something, but being my weight, I'm not at all convinced that's accurate right now. This is gonna sound wild, but I haven't had a properly-fitting bra in literal years; I just wear some that were Mom's that somewhat fit, but absolutely not properly, but enough to where it's not incredibly obvious with clothes on. I'm pretty sure I need something custom because if the cup fits, the back doesn't, and if the back fits, the fucking cup doesn't. It's extremely annoying, but bras are not cheap, especially when you're not a standard size.

Ever known anyone who did business with a prostitute? I have zero idea.

If your parents are divorced, how old are your step parents? Kim is a couple years younger than Dad, so mid/late 50s.

Do you like your step parents, or are they assholes? She's an intolerant bigot/obnoxious Christian, but she has good traits, too.

[TW: DOMESTIC VIOLENCE/ABUSE] Ever had an abusive parent or other family member? No, thankfully.

Ever walked in on your parents while they were getting busy? If so, how many times and how old were you? No; I find it SO hard to accept that my parents ever did have sex lmao, they were SO incompatible and just never got along, it seemed like growing up.

If you were to get pregnant as a teen, what would happen? Well, I woulda kept it, because at the time I was pro-life. Thank fuck this never happened.

Do you prefer broccoli or asparagus? Broccoli, I absolutely hate asparagus.

What was the last flattering thing someone did/said to/for you? Uhhhhhh let's see probably something Girt said, he honestly says stuff like that a lot. ;__; <3

Do you know anybody that believes that magic/witchery truly exists? Yep, my sister Misty to name just one.

Roughly how hot are the summer temperatures where you reside? Usually 90s, sometimes low 100s. I absolutely hate it.

[gureishi]

I'm the same anon who asked!

Could you talk about Saeran? It doesn't need to be detailed or NSFW, I'm good with anything, I just want to know more about your headcanons!

Hello again lovely anon! ♡

Oops aaaand once again (no surprise, I know): it’s long. I just wanna preface this one with a couple things:

1. There are quite a few Certified Saeran Simps on this site who truly know him much better than I do. Take whatever I say with a grain of salt—I’m no expert!

2. I’m also not an expert on DID! Which isn’t the focus of these HCs, but is obviously relevant. I read lots of books! About brains n stuff! But please never hesitate to tell me if I describe something poorly.

3. I wrote for the AS timeline here but if you want me to talk about SE Saeran or Unknown tell me and you know I will <3

Tw: discussion of childhood abuse, neglect, and subsequent trauma symptoms

Saeran’s body headcanons

A child who grows up the way Saeran did—kept indoors, often physically restrained, and sometimes starved—is not going to develop in a healthy way. There’s a reason why, even as an adult, Saeran is a full 2 cm shorter than his identical twin: he never gets the nutrition and exercise that kids need in order to grow.

We know that his mother uses his sickliness as an excuse to keep him indoors: but was he born sickly, or is he sick and weak because he’s been malnourished and kept from running or playing or interacting with other children? He breathes stale, dry air all day; he’s living on mostly white bread, and not always at regular intervals (plus whatever sweets his brother can steal for him from the outside world). He is not well.

Child Saeran never learns any sports or games. He doesn’t learn how to play with other children, or tie his shoes, or make himself a snack. Adult Saeran doesn’t know how to skip—you’ll have to teach him.

If the twins didn’t have each other, neither one of them would have survived.

And as we know, the neglect that Saeran endures worsens tenfold after Saeyoung leaves. Any glimpses he was getting of the outside world—sneaking out when their mother was unconscious, getting whatever snacks and books Saeyoung could gather for him at church—are cut off.

I’m not gonna tell you when the alters appear, because I am by no means an expert on DID. From studies I’ve read, I can say that typically alters become manifest after a “traumatic turning point” (which is not necessarily the “worst” trauma endured, but simply a particularly salient traumatic experience). It’s definitely possible that the alters emerge in late childhood, while he is still in the house with his mother.

When Saeran is taken from his mother’s home by Rika and V, he is (needless to say) not in good shape. He is painfully skinny, extremely malnourished, and very weak. He still has his red hair and golden eyes, but already he is looking less and less like his brother: his cheeks are hollow and his eyes are dull. 

There is a brief period of time, before his “cleansing” (Oh god. We’ll get there), where he is reasonably well cared for. For the first time in his life, he is eating meals—and he is getting to bathe regularly, and he is getting his hair cut and combed. He still believes, at this time, that he’ll be reunited with his brother. And he is going outside! He is learning how the grass feels between his toes and how the sky looks through clear eyes.

As we know: this doesn’t last.

The elixir is a truly horrifying combination of hallucinogenic substances. No human could consume this cocktail of drugs repeatedly and feel well: and Saeran is already physically weak, and severely underweight. The fact that he survives as long as he does under these conditions is a miracle.

We know that he is being tortured at this time, too: physically as well as emotionally. Saeran has scars, like his brother; while Saeyoung has lots and lots of tiny scars all over his body, Saeran has larger, more distinct scars: perhaps on his wrists, and his throat, and his ankles.

It is around this time that his eyes and hair change. The means by which this happens is incredibly vague in-game, and everyone’s individual HCs are valid. My personal belief is this: he dyes his own hair—first, in a frenzied, desperate attempt to stop seeing his brother looking back at him from the mirror. He keeps dying it because Rika approves: and he never does a good job, and it’s rough and fried, and that “pink” at the bottom? Just the red showing through his patchy dye job.

As for his eyes: I personally believe they change as a result of the elixir. If they were contacts, I don’t think that GE Saeran would necessarily still wear them—and in every timeline, he has those startling blue-green eyes.

The alters take care of the body in different ways.

Ray does not feed himself. He lives on caffeine pills and sweets (and, of course, the concoction of drugs that he’s being fed in increasingly large amounts). The body becomes even skinner when Ray is fronting. And he bites his nails and fingers—brutally, so they are chapped and cut and scarred. But Ray goes outside, and he works in the garden under the sun: his body is getting some form of exercise: and this is good for his lungs, and invigorates his weak, tired muscles.

Ray also takes care of his appearance—something Saeran never did before. He brushes and styles his hair; he dresses himself carefully in the clothes Rika has picked for him; he covers himself in beautiful scents so that he is more appealing to you.

When Suit is fronting, he wants to strip his body of anything that reminds him of Ray. So he styles his hair differently (but still: he is styling it), and he tries desperately to wash the scent of Ray off his skin. He doesn’t feed himself, either—but, if any of the alters are trying to become physically strong, it is Suit (of course). I’m certain that the Believers have a workout regime they’re supposed to be following; maybe Suit even does it (on his own, of course, in secret). He knows he needs to be able to protect himself—and he needs to feel powerful.

When you meet Ray, you don’t notice right away just how poorly he is doing. Rika has intentionally dressed him in a way that hides just how bony he is—and he wears those little gloves, of course, so you don’t see his ravaged fingers. But it doesn’t take long to catch on: he is so skinny you could almost blow him away, and there are dark shadows under his eyes, and he doesn’t sound like he’s taken a deep breath in years.

By the time you meet Suit, you already know the state their body is in: malnourished and weak. Ray cooked for you, but you wish you could cook for all of them; and even when Suit is starving you (in other words: reenacting the very abuse that was dealt to him in childhood), you wish you could wrap him in a big blanket and feed him a bowl of soup.

The Saeran that escapes Magenta with you—GE Saeran: the fusion of Ray and Suit (or a new alter, depending on what you believe)—has never made a single choice for himself in his whole life, until this moment. He never got to pick his own clothes, or what he would eat (if he ate at all), or how he would speak, or what he would do. Running away with you is the first real choice he has ever made—and no wonder this is pivotal and transformative for him.

The AE doesn’t portray the timeline of healing in a realistic way. After two weeks, we see GE Saeran so much healthier, both physically and mentally. And yes: two weeks of eating real food and sleeping in a bed make a difference: we see him with fuller cheeks and brighter eyes.

But what the game doesn’t address is the withdrawal he likely endures when he stops taking the elixir, which is full of substances that are both dangerous and addictive. It doesn’t address the time it takes to build up muscle mass, and get accustomed to healthy sleeping and eating habits, and to begin to heal from years and years of repeated trauma.

GE Saeran doesn’t heal right away, because healing doesn’t work that way. It’s not linear, or straightforward, or simple, or beautiful. It’s slow, and sometimes it’s painful.

But he does heal.

A Saeran who is in love with you is soft, and patient, and willing to put in the months and years (a lifetime!) of hard work to heal his body and his heart. You’ll get to watch as the dark circles under his eyes disappear, and his cheeks become less hollow, and his body grows stronger as he cooks (with you, and for you) and eats real meals and learns to run in the grass the way he never did before. He’ll make a garden, and you’ll get to see how he looks with sun on his face, his eyes clear as the sky as he gazes up at you—smiling.

You can show him how to moisturize his dry lips and cracked hands; you can help him pick out clothes he likes to wear; and you will learn how to support him when his memories haunt him.

And you can hold him: this beautiful, small, soft man, with his thin shoulders and scarred fingers. He’ll close his eyes and you’ll taste the sun on his skin as you kiss his eyelashes. He smells of earth and sky; he loves you with all the power of the universe.

[dindjarindiaries]

Can I get ❛❛ Shh, shh. It’s okay. You’re alright. You’re safe now. ❜❜ with Ezra? I have been feeling so exhausted and sad lately with everything that has been happening so just anything with our favorite space boi. Thank you love!

character: Ezra (Prospect)

prompt: “Shh, shh. It’s okay. You’re alright. You’re safe now.” from this prompt list!

warnings: mild violence, death, anxiety, longer than a lot of my other drabbles oops

rating: PG-13

masterlist

It’s a harvest gone bad.

Ever since you became Ezra’s partner in your harvesting endeavors, you’ve never had a conflict with another group of harvesters. Even on the desolate moon Depitune, where violence was always known to grow, you’d avoided any kind of threats. You two worked quickly together, you becoming the arm that Ezra no longer had as he trained his left to be just as precise, and so you were always able to get out quickly.

But not this time.

You’re only halfway through your harvest when you hear Tiphus’ forest floor crunching beneath approaching boots. You and Ezra both stop, only halfway through an extraction as you look up to see what’s happening. The spacesuits of two large figures quickly come into sight, and instantly you’re in a panic—but you have no idea what to do.

“Birdie, you must hide,” Ezra commands you in a low tone, and you meet his dark gaze to see the severity he holds within it. His eyes usually sparkle just like the plethora of stars and moons that are always visible in the planets’ and moons’ atmospheres, but in this moment, they’re nothing but cesspools of darkness.

“But, Ezra, what about y—.” You’re not given the luxury of knowing more about his own fate.

“Hide.” Ezra then nudges you roughly with the shoulder and stub of his right side, causing you to fall back a few steps in the pit. You know Ezra would never show you violence in any situation unless it meant life or death—and so you oblige. Your breathing comes heavy inside your suit as you flee into the nearby undergrowth, making sure you keep Ezra and the digging site in your vision as you duck behind a large tree trunk.

The figures come into full sight in front of Ezra, and your eyes widen at how threatening they truly are. Both are men of well-built statures, carrying packs full of tools and weapons that you know are deadlier than anything you’ve ever encountered before. One has a long scar across his face, as if he’s no stranger to these kinds of conflicts, and the other has an angry red scratch just above his left eye. They’ve recently been in a skirmish—which means they’re not afraid to get into another.

Realizing you’ll have no idea what’s being said, you tune into a different frequency, waiting until you hear either the voice of Ezra or the ones of the other men. Once you hear something, you keep your breathing minimal, trying not to be picked up on by either of them.

“... this dig site? Didn’t you know that Tiphus doesn’t accept strangers?” It’s the one with the scar speaking as he looks down at your and Ezra’s harvesting setup.

“I was not aware,” Ezra insists, keeping his left arm raised to show that he means no harm. “This is my first endeavor here on Tiphus, and though I have done extensive research to be certain of what awaits me here, I must have neglected to read up on the discontentment for strangers’ presences.”

“You won’t find that in a book,” the man continues, crossing his arms as he stares down at Ezra. “You’ll learn from experience. And I think you could use a lesson.”

“I hardly believe that’s necessary,” Ezra remarks, backing away from your harvesting tools. You can feel the panic climbing in you more and more with each moment, your heart drumming against your chest as you watch the men starting to close in on Ezra. “Your offer does not go unappreciated, but I believe I can make my own conclusions without your aid.”

“I beg to differ,” the man nearly snarls, reaching for his thrusher. You hold back a gasp with great difficulty, turning your eyes away before you have to watch the event unfold. Yet, no fatal sound comes, and you brace yourself waiting for the moment you have to hear the air leave the man you love’s lungs. “Now, where’s your partner?”

You freeze up completely upon hearing that, finally reopening your eyes and seeing Ezra and the man in the same position—Ezra surrendering while the thrusher’s pointed in his direction. “You must be mistaken,” Ezra remarks. “I work alone.”

“You mean to tell me that you’re out here harvesting, alone, with only one arm?” The man scoffs.

“You highly underestimate a man’s ability to adapt to shortcomings.” Ezra says the words bitterly. You hold back a wince, knowing he’s been insecure about the loss of his arm ever since you’ve met him. Hearing someone demean him for it in such a way makes your heart ache for him.

“The only thing I underestimate is your ability to tell the truth.” Suddenly, you hear the undergrowth around you being tread on, and you can barely get out a gasp before the barrel of a smaller thrusher’s pressed against the side of your helmet. You’d been so wrapped up in what was happening with Ezra that you hadn’t noticed the other man’s absence, and now he’s dragging you back out into the open, where Ezra looks upon you with horrified eyes. “And it seems that I’m correct.”

“You can h-have the dig site,” you insist to them, not looking away from the gaze you’re sharing with Ezra. “We don’t mean any harm.”

“I would say the same,” the man with the scar goes on, “but for all the trouble you’ve caused me now... I have to seek something more in return.”

“Well, I offered you both the opportunity to make peace,” Ezra states. “You should have been more advantageous in accepting it.” Like a flash, you watch as Ezra pulls his own thrusher, quickly taking down both men. You collapse onto the forest floor upon being released by the now-dead man, and you find yourself unable to do anything but sit there as you soak in the horrifying feelings and events you’ve just experienced. You don’t even notice when Ezra kneels down beside you, taking your helmet in his hands to tilt it back up to meet his. His dark gaze searches yours, making sure that you weren’t hurt somehow in the quick event. “Did they hurt you?”

You shake your head. You can hear Ezra take a breath of relief as he takes one of your gloved hands in his. He looks down and observes how much you’re trembling, instantly grimacing as he looks back up at you.

“Let’s make our return to the shuttle.”

Your brow furrows. “B-But, the harvest—.”

“We are not going to complete this harvest, birdie. You are in no condition, and I will not allow you to remain vulnerable to any additional circumstances of violence. We are leaving.”

You finally give in, allowing him to help you stand back up as you head over to your work and clean it up. When everything’s in your packs, you make your way back to where your shuttle’s landed. Everything starts to sink in even further as you arrive as you realize just how close you were to losing Ezra—as well as your own life. You’re still trembling with fear, unable to keep the images out of your mind.

As soon as the shuttle’s sealed and you’re able to free yourselves from your suits, Ezra insists on putting all else aside as he sits beside you. “I never would have allowed them to harm you, birdie.” His voice is much softer than it’d been before, as if his own adrenaline’s finally worn off. He takes both of your hands in his, brushing his thumb over the backs of them.

“I know.” Your voice is quiet and full of strain. “I just—Ezra, I thought I was gonna have to watch you d-die.” You close your eyes, trying to will away the violent images you see but instead having to view them even more. “And because I looked away, the other one was able to get to me, and I thought you’d have to watch me die—and it would’ve been all my fault.” You finally reopen your eyes, seeing the blurry image of Ezra through your tears. “I was so scared.” You squeeze his hand tightly, feeling one of the tears escape your eye. “I can’t lose you.”

Ezra shakes his head, dropping your hands to instead ease you against him with his arm. “Shh, shh. It’s okay. You’re alright. You’re safe now.” Ezra coos the words softly into your ear, his hand brushing through your hair as you bury your face in his chest. He continues to tell you sweet nothings, easing you back into a state of peace. Ezra’s hand never stops cradling you softly, grounding you back to the safety of his arms—the absence of all harm. You keep your arms wrapped tight around his middle, never wanting to let go when you think about how close you were to losing him. Ezra doesn’t seem to mind.

After many moments spent in this peaceful routine, you dare to break the silence, keeping your head where it rests. “Ezra?”

“Hmm?”

You let out a soft breath, finally sitting up from where you are to face Ezra more directly. You see his dark gaze sparkling more in its familiar manner now, bringing even more relief to you. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.” Your words are still as light as air, hanging there as if a single brush of a hand could wipe them away. “It’s probably been obvious, but after the way I almost lost you today, I need to say it.” One of your hands then comes up to ever so softly brush against his cheek, your thumb running over the small scar there. Ezra’s eyes search yours in a deep manner before you finally confess. “I love you, Ezra.”

Ezra draws in a soft breath, as if he’s been waiting to hear those words for much too long. His gaze sparkles even more, and a small smile begins to form on his lips. “I love you too, birdie.” He pauses, leaning closer to you until your noses and lips are brushing against each others, your eyelids hooded. “And that is precisely why I will never, ever, let anyone or anything harm you. I promise.” With that, he closes the gap between you, letting his lips touch yours to seal the words he’s just spoken—making you forget any anxiety you had leftover and drowning you in the love and comfort you’ve been needing for much too long.

[kholran]

Oh shit I saw this yesterday but yesterday was A Lot so I forgot until right now. Tagged by @vishcount, Thank you!!

it’s nice to get to know you a bit better and these types of things are probably those you don’t really come around asking from ppl :’D i feel like i go way too long without even knowing how tall ppl are or what their blogs are really about haha

rules: answer 30 questions and tag however many blogs you want!

name: Amanda, but I respond better to Khol

gender: ??? I go with she/her pronouns but sometimes I’d rather not.

star sign: Aries

height: 5′3″

time: 11:34 pm

birthday: april 10th <<-- WAIT REALLY? SO IS MINE.

favorite bands: L’Arc~en~Ciel, Nightwish, Within Temptation

favorite solo artists: Hyde...and uh...like a bunch of theater people.

last movie: Legend of Loulan: Ghost Army that I pirated watched last night. Hoo boy, that sure was...a movie...that was made.

last show: Ep 27 of Destiny’s Love starring Zhang Ming En.

when did i create this blog: Uhhh....*checks email* 2012

what i post: Right now it’s mostly Liu Chang/Sang central. But also some Zhu Yi Long, Guardian, and whatever else. This is my main blog and it’s kind of an everything blog. Just my fixations take priority.

last thing i googled: Xin Yue Restaurant because I always get the spelling wrong.

other blogs: ijustreallylikeelves is my Tolkien sideblog, and thegreymajor is my Outlander one. I’ve been a bit neglectful of both of them lately oops

do i get asks: Haha no.

why i chose my url: I went through a handful of more fandom-y urls whenever a new fixation struck, but once I started getting more involved with different fandoms on like discord and stuff, I decided it was easier if I just went back to using my regular internet handle so people could find me across multiple social media sites. Kholran was an RP character I created back iiiin like 2003? Thereabouts? And I didn’t get to play with him much so I stole his name and have been using it online ever since. I made it up, so chances are if you see a Kholran somewhere else online, it’s me.

following: 359

followers: 433 and I love you all very much.

instruments: Yeah no. But I can sing.

what i am wearing: A black hoodie with a horse shoe and roses on it, and fuzzy pj pants with Jack Skellingtons all over them. And equally fuzzy socks with llamas.

dream job(s): Animal rescue and behaviour rehabilitation. Too bad the pay in jobs like that is. Not great.

dream trip: Yes. Everywhere. Except maybe places with a lot of snow, because I don’t handle the cold very well. But only after they invent teleportation because I have too many pets to go off travelling for any length of time.

favorite foods: Pasta, Noodles, Rice...look, if you can make a vague tube shape out of some kind of starch, I’ll probably like it.

nationality: American (but more specifically Spanish/English/Dutch)

favorite song: I’m between song obsessions right now, but I was thinking today how Liu Chang’s Ping Yao Wang Shi song never fails to boost my mood. So I’ll say that one.

last book i read: I was in the middle of one of the Outlander books when Guardian/DMBJ hyperfixation hit and I stopped reading anything but fanfic.

top 3 fictional universes i’d like to live in: Do I have to live in them when the things I like were set? Because some of that (like Middle Earth during the War of the Ring would be one giant NOPE). But if I get to live in them in like. A peaceful time without any strife. First would DEFINITELY be Middle Earth. I’ve loved that world since I was young. Elves and magic and hobbits. Yes. Two (and I KNOW, guys. I KNOW.) would be the Harry Potter universe. All that magic. And yeah I’d have to spend just as much time and effort on social issues there, but that’s not much different from living in America right now so. And Three. Uh. The world Dinotopia is set in? Because how awesome would that be?

I tag whoever wants to do this and hasn’t already been tagged!

[tododorks]

Ok so angst, how about bakugo suddenly start losing feelings for his s/o and starts to ignore her calls and texts annnddd irl also. Thats the plot do whatever you want with it! Give me angst😍😭

note: i kNOW I SAID ONLY HEADCANONS BUT THIS WORKS BETTER AS A SCENARIO SO OOPS HERE YOU GO!

word count: 841

.・。.・゜✭・.・✭・゜・。.

He didn’t mean to fall out of love with you. Who does? Falling out of love with someone... you can’t plan it, you can’t predict it.

It just happens.

Things change over time. You two had been together since your second year of high school, almost six years. You knew that going into a relationship with a hero-in-training wouldn’t be easy, but you were up for the challenge, hoping that your love would be enough. And it was, at least for a while.

He was a hot-head and could be rude, but you loved him regardless. People told you not to get into a relationship with him, that it would be too difficult, that you’d just end up with your heart broken. But you didn’t care, they were wrong. They didn’t know him like you did.

...but in the end they were right.

Five years.

You’ve been with Katsuki for five years and all of a sudden he started to talk less and less to you. Even though you lived together it felt as if you were living alone. He was never home anymore, he’d leave early and come home late. If you called him he wouldn’t respond. If you texted him he would either give you a short answer or no answer. You rarely even saw him anymore.

Despite everything, you had hope. Hope that he would return to his former self. Hope that maybe one day you’d come home and he’d be waiting for you with open arms.

That day never came.

It was your six year anniversary and you wanted to make things extra special. Every year on your anniversary you’d always plan something special, but seeing how Bakugou had been so distant you wanted to do something more special, more memorable and significant to the two of you. So you decided to recreate your first date. Your first date where you had confessed your feelings for each other.

The day before your anniversary, for the first time in forever Bakugou talked to you. Before he had a chance to leave you asked him if he could come home early the next day. He nodded and left.

Your anniversary started out just like any other day. Bakugou went to work early, leaving you cold and alone when you woke up. Except today you were excited to get up so you could start setting up everything for your anniversary. Your first date was a small picnic in a secluded area. You made the food for the picnic and headed to the picnic site to set everything up.

As soon as everything was prepared and you triple checked everything you texted your boyfriend the address and told him to come when he got out of work, which was in about thirty minutes, at least that’s what he promised.

An hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

He never showed.

You went home, cold, furious, and depressed. Bakugou had taken so long that you ended up having to eat half of the food you prepared. It was already eleven at night and you didn’t expect Bakugou to be home this early since he usually came home around one in the morning. He came home early… but he didn’t tell you.

But it was fine, it’s fine!

He was just too tired, but surely now that you were home he’d talk to you, maybe you’d even get a hug.

Bakugou was in the living room watching a stupid game show while eating some leftovers from a week ago. You dropped your bag and put on a fake smile, walking behind Bakugou. When you wrapped your arms around him he flinched and he tore himself from your hold in an instant, dropping his food on the floor.

“Shit, look what you made me do.” He grunted and kicked the plate.

“Bakugou… it wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t move away when I hugged you.” You gave him a soft smile, reaching out to touch his arm.

He slapped your hand away and you backed away in confusion and fear. “God, you shitty woman— can’t you take a fucking hint?”

Bakugou scoffed at your confused face.

“How fucking delusional are you? I’ve been avoiding you for so long, trying to let you down easy! But you just can't let go of the past!”

“Ha..what do you mean…?” You let out a shaky breath, fearing the worst.

Don’t say it.

Please don’t say it.

“You really are dense.”

“I don’t love you, I thought that much was obvious.” His voice was strangely calm.

It hurt, everything hurt. But it felt right when he finally said it. Not just to him, but to you too. A wave of relief washed over Bakugou and he sighed, picking up the leftovers on the floor. You wanted to cry, but you couldn’t. After such a long time of being neglected, so many lonely and tear filled nights, you had no more tears left to shed.

“I’ll leave tomorrow then.”

Bakugou nodded and left for the bedroom without saying a word.

[mariacallous]

Moscow authorities have begun inspecting the conditions of bomb shelters in the city’s schools, according to the Russian news site Podyom, which cited unnamed employees from companies involved in the review.

“Nobody gave us a specific order [on paper], of course, but they told us orally that there were instructions to get the bomb shelters in working order. Right now, in four schools in the center of Moscow, we’re preparing the sewage drains and installing electricity,” one source told journalists.

According to the source, the shelters are currently in a “neglected” state: “You can imagine — nobody’s been using them.”

Earlier, subscribers to the Telegram channel Sota reported that the Moscow Education Department had issued instructions for the institutions in its jurisdiction to be outfitted with bomb shelters.

On October 14, Sota reported that one Moscow ​​homeowners' association had notified residents that bomb shelters were being prepared “to take in shelterers.” The notification letter indicated that “activities to enhance collective protection preparedness” were being carried out following a meeting that included Moscow Deputy Mayor Pyotr Biryukov.

On October 19, Sota reported that multiple Moscow hospitals were equipping the long-abandoned bomb shelters located beneath them for use, citing a source from the city’s “medical community.” Another source told the outlet that the Moscow Public Health Department had indeed sent out an order to restore the shelters. The department itself denied the reports.

On October 21, the news outlet Baza reported that authorities had begun preparing shelters in multiple hospitals in the city for use by installing electricity, Internet, and lights, as well as by purchasing disposable dishes and water.

On the same day, the Moscow news outlet The Village reported that a source from the Moscow government had confirmed that the city’s Social Protection Department had commissioned a design for arrows to direct people to bomb shelters.

Oops...

Just as they've claimed not to be equipping bomb shelters, Russian authorities have denied buying Iranian drones for use in Ukraine. But the truth always finds its way out one way or another.

[theloeylove]

Oops! 1

Genre: Fluff, Smut (slight) 

Chanyeol x Reader

Word Count: 2,465

Summary: “Move on” they said. “It’ll be fun” they said. But what if NOT really moving on is actually much more and way even beyond to the bestest than what “they said”?

Part One || Part Two

December 2015

Stepping in a lavish doors of a fraternity house, wide grin scattered all over your features. Loud electronic music blasting out through the speakers nearly deafening you. Your best friends, Junmyeon, Jongdae, Jongin and Yixing have arranged a Christmas party for the year end just before all your peers could part ways for the holidays. Anticipations of nothing but living this night as if your last, swigging every bottle or cup of you don’t even need to know what as long it’s not a poison or pee, dancing your drunken body throughout the night — maybe getting laid too — sent shrills of excitement through your veins.

“Yixing!” You waved your hand out enthusiastically the moment you find him standing with couple of guys around him. His eyes formed into pretty crescents when he spotted you, waving back as he hollered your name. You walked up to him for warm embrace since you barely meet to hang out due to hectic schedules and just an utter pain-in-the-ass of a semester.

“Hi” you noticed the guys that once around Yixing now had their gazes on you. One with a silver-bluish hair that’s unruly but look absolutely gorgeous on him greeted you. His tall and lean frame towering over, standing out from everyone else.

“Oh by the way, this is Chanyeol. He’s one of the the frat boys here.” Yixing piped up introducing you to the tall one, telling them your name. He also introduced the other guys who were new to you, mentioning Minseok, Sehun and another three whose names seemed to have went passed through from your left to your right ear because you had all your primary senses solely focused on the first guy.

The smile masking his handsome face, pair of brown captivating eyes glinting in something inexplicable yet makes your pulse palpitate. Never in your life you met someone take an impact on you like this. You’ve seen many guys — sure it can be counted by a single hand alone — but no other had rendered you gawking just by watching his figure from head to toe.

“Nice to meet you.” He stretched out his hand to you for a hand shake. The corner of his lips turning upward more sweetly and gentle when you gladly took it.

From this day on you knew things will forever swerve your life from a dull boring course to a more exhilarating one. The grin that got stuck across your lips remained still from the thought. Enticement boosting up at its pinnacle.

New Year’s eve

Right after your individual separation for vacation, your best friends plus the recently new ones that Yixing had introduced you —and basically became your friends too— informed you for another party, again, welcoming the New Year. 🥂 holidays, particularly ending it with people who made your year meaningful should be forever held as long as you live. Junmyeon’s words, not yours.

Few weeks had passed since the Christmas party but the thought of Chanyeol hasn’t yet left your mind peacefully. You and him had shared a long intimate conversation the night you met. Adequately long to let you know he was single and had not been in a relationship for months, to let you know his passion for music is way beyond you could’ve ever imagine, to let yourself confirm that indeed the jokes he told you were apparently from Junmyeon that despite your normal self wouldn’t laugh at how terrible and lame it were, you still genuinely did. You weren’t sure if it was because you had a horrible standards for humor as well or the fact that it was coming from a guy you already had plotted out your future with. Predominantly long enough to let you know that this guy, is the one you wanted to be right by your side at both your bests and worsts.

“Three, two, one!”

Champagne bottle caps blew across the room, liquor pouring bubbling out to the floor. Jongdae, Kyungsoo, Sehun and Jongin each with bottles in their hands have gathered surrounding you and started shaking off opened bottles at you, drenching your whole outfit. You instinctively covered your face with your hands but alas proved it to be futile. You laugh instead hitting lightly whoever’s arms your hand landed to.

Your lids tightly shut preventing any harmful liquid to seep inside your eyes. Rubbing it off you called out, “You all got me this time.” They responded nothing but laugh and so did you. “Jerks.”

“We love you too!” Sehun quipped. You only rolled your eyes but found yourself smiling.

“I’m so sorry,” Jongdae came to engulf his arms around you after winding down from his mirth, “Happy New Year.” He warmly added neglecting your fully soaked body, pulling more for a tight embrace.

Others joined you for a group hug, Jongin pecked a kiss on your forehead, “Happy new year.” he greets.

“But where are Minseok and others?” You asked worryingly when you realized they were no where in sight.

The guys you were looking for then finally made an appearance, approaching you from Jongin’s behind.

“Happy New Year!” They all cheered in unison, delightedness evident in each of their handsome facades, atmosphere beaming with nothing but positivity.

“You’re late again.”  Chanyeol’s voice made you shift your attention to him. His hair that was once silver-blue now had gone to natural pitch black, styled to pushed back up against atop of his forehead.

Grinning sheepishly you apologized, “Yeah, well I–“

Your attempt on explaining the excuse why you were late again was suddenly interrupted by a soft lips pressing onto yours. Too astounded by the action, your eyes kept open too wide you thought it would dry out. Chanyeol’s mouth didn’t insinuate to move for few seconds before releasing your lips.

“You always make invalid excuses.”

Within your peripheral vision, you’re keen to know everyone’s eyes were on you. No doubt considering the scene that the hot giant in front of you had created had caused them to. Of course you liked it, loved it even, however, it did bring heat up to your cheeks flaring hot red. Blushing wasn’t one of your forte, heck you weren’t even aware you have the capability to til now.

Damn this boy just can make you feel things that even yourself was new to.

“Oohh she’s red as a tomato!” Baekhyun teased earning a glare from you.

“She really is!” Junmyeon added.

“Chanyeol, look what have you done.” Kyungsoo chuckled.

Chanyeol’s eyes remained glued to yours piercing holes through your soul. You wanted to look away but too enthralled by his gaze you stood still. Knots inside your stomach churning as you strained the mixed emotions building up your system. Love, hate, humiliation, bliss, your mind could not even dissect.

“How about a steamy pleasurable night first thing of 2016?” A smirked had made its way across Chanyeol’s face ignoring some’s shocked reaction and the other some’s surprised but instantly followed by chortling it out, whooping clearly enjoying your unknown misery. Junmyeon and Minseok scolding him from too much vulgarity. You flushed even more unable to form any sentence, eyes bulged daring to pop out from its sockets, heart wouldn’t stop banging against your ribs.

You swear to good heavens this boy is just something.

As time passed by, you eventually ended up dating Chanyeol. Even at the early stages of your relationship, ample events had already happened. You had countless of sweet moments, watching movies chilling at either of your apartments, going out for romantic cheesy dates. One example, taking you out to a fine-dine-in restaurant for your first monthsary. Moving in to his apartment then before your third month. The next few months as a couple, he had severally went away with you for a road trip, driving out through cities, woods, beaches and country sides. The trips were fun, just the two of you, alone in his car. traveling almost to everywhere his vehicle could reach. Trying out various new things that albeit were way beyond your comfort zone yet venturous and would spice up the relationship so you let it happen. Hiking up hills, camping with tents on the camping sites you’ve been, kayaking across the streams, and, needless to say; having sex in public. Out in the lake when you skinny dipped one night, inside the car when he dared you at an empty parking lot.

The far most gutsy one you’ve ever did was when it was three in the morning and he woke you up because he couldn’t sleep and that he needed something. It was on your summer vacation when you were out for a trip at the beach where Junmyeon’s family owns a beach house. Of course you had no problem having an intimate intercourse with the no other guy you love, sure you can forgive the disturbance of your sweet slumber state too… the only thing is, the house had solely four bedrooms. One of it served as Junmyeon’s family’s storage room that left you all no choice but to respect it and have one room to be slept by four people.

That night you promised the rest of the guys that you and Chanyeol wouldn’t be like “a thirsty horny couple” — words by Minseok. Legislating the only rule that resulted your boyfriend to yearn over you. Longing as if he hadn’t have a piece of you just the morning before you arrived there.

Summer 2016

“Come on we have to do it I’m dying.” Chanyeol whined to a silent whisper beside you, pleading like his life depends on it.

You shushed him darting a serious glare, “Be quiet and go to sleep!” You hissed trying to silent his whining by clamping a hand against his mouth. Your eyes cautiously looking out across the room to the two beds that were just a mere meter away from yours. “Sehun and Baekhyun might wake up if you won’t shut the fuck up!”

His eyes illuminated by a lucent moonlight, you saw the begging were gradually dissipating. Him giving up at last you released his mouth. “There you go, good boy. Tomorrow if we ever had the chance to be alone, I’ll make it up to you, okay?” You whispered kissing his lips. He nods heaving out a sigh of disappointment. “Let’s just sleep for now, hmm?”

You turned your back on him, eyes fell to shut silently thanking God for calming Chanyeol down. Sleep about to swallow your consciousness when a hand slowly snaked its way up to your waist. At first you thought he was going to pull you for a cuddle but realization had hit you late when his hand sped its way down the insides of your underwear. The abrupt exploit made your whole body jolt, your yelp was cut off by his free hand now clasping your mouth. Muffling your wayward moans as he continuously rubbed circle motions on your sensitive area.

“Shh you might wake Sehun and Baekhyun up.” His deep burly voice resonated through your ears, goosebumps suddenly erupted from your skin. Your body quivering against him.

You could only pray to whoever almighty was up there that the two other guys would be in the very depth of their sleep.

Oh and the one of softies moments you had with him that even if how hard you hit you head and give you amnesia, you’ll never ever going to forget it.

Fall 2016

“Happy Birthday!”

The cheering of the guys caught you off guard. You just came home from an exhausting five pm lecture class, the energy that had drained out of your body were elated back up as your friends greeted you with warm blissful grins.

Baekhyun held a cake on his hands, stretched out to you as you approached closely. Sehun, Kyungsoo and Jongin holding up pastel colored balloons, Jongdae and Junmyeon had couple of wrapped boxes with ribbons on them encased by their arms — you spotted a few more by the coffee table behind them. Minseok placed a triangular party hat on you and lastly Yixing lighting up the candles on the cake. Faces all focused on you with beams of sweet gentle smiles. You managed to pull your lips for a smile refraining a cry on how lucky you thought you were having these set of amazing friends.

You swiveled your heel when the door behind you clicked open, “Sorry I’m late.” Chanyeol said, grinning as bright as the morning light. He entered with a fluffy copper red fur baby in his embrace. You gasped in awe as he walked to you handing you the cute Siberian Husky puppy.

“There goes the tears.” Jongin commented causing Minseok to nudged him.

“I had to pick him up from Yoora since it’s from her friend’s pet-shop.” Chanyeol explained when you make no sign of reacting yet. “Happy birthday,” he greeted sweetly.

You could no longer restrain the tear that had rolled down your cheek from too much joy you’re feeling right now. You wiped it off immediately, “Oh my god you guys, seriously” you couldn’t even word out the emotions flooding down your system.

They only responded by softening their eyes and smiles on you except, “I know we’re too sweet and you’re happy because of it but my arms are starting to get tired. I’m sure you wouldn’t want this delicious chocolate cake all over your and Chanyeol’s carpet.” Baekhyun breaking the mood, you choked out a laugh blowing out the candles. Kyungsoo and Minseok hitting his head in unison, unlucky for him being at both on his sides. You just giggled, smiling at them.

“I know—actually all of us know how much you’ve been dying to have a Siberian Husky specially this color so I got you one.” Chanyeol added petting the puppy’s head.

“So what should we call me him?” Kyungsoo softly asked and you look at the puppy in your arms, knowing exactly what you’re going to name him.

“Loey.”

It was going all so well for the whole year of you dating. 2016 was your year, the one and only year you could ever call the best out of the best. It was like all the things your heart ever desired had been thankfully bestowed upon you the moment you met Park Chanyeol. The moment your best friend Yixing had introduced you, incessantly mentally thanking him for doing so. Thanking every Gods and heavens there might be above for blessing you such of an angel giving your life a whole break from pain and cruel events you have dealt with since you were born.

Unfortunately tho… nothing in the reality world lasts forever…

Or maybe except death..? Because pretty much everything else don’t, right?

A/N: Hi!!! This is my first ever fanfic, post on tumblr EVER. lol pls send me feedbacks either message me or tweet me or something bc as a beginner into both publishing what i write and in using tumblr effectively. Even if it’s a negative feedback I would be very much glad to read those. I really need to hear from you. 

Should i continue this series or…?

[lkvisuals]

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Buncha replies...

Because I’ve been neglectful. For @aquilasims, @littleblondesim, @celebkiriedhel, @wesleesims, @kayleigh-83, @olivesplum06, @holleyberry, @twofingerswhiskey, @penig, @taylors-simblr, and @fuzzyspork...

aquilasims replied to your photoset “Yup, subway tile…or some of the colors could also pass for brick. :)...”

darn. i would love to use this in my game but i have a mac :(

Yeah, sorry about that. :( I was going to make a Mac-friendly version, too, but when I sized down the image to accommodate the stretching that happens when a 256x512 texture is used, it kinda messed up the tiling between the 256x256 “blocks” that I initially drew ( so that I could make floors, too, eventually). The tiling between the “blocks” was skewed by like half a pixel (which was really noticeable because the “grout” between the tiles is only two pixels wide) and I didn’t feel like redrawing the whole thing. But now that I think about it, it might look OK if the 256x768 textures in the wall files were sized down to 256x512 which would “flatten” the individual tiles somewhat. Then perhaps the stretching that the game does would re-stretch them to about the right dimensions and not screw up the tiling. I’ll have to experiment a bit, see how it looks...

littleblondesim replied to your photo “And Simon became a Real Grown-up™. He let his hair down and sprouted a...”

Time to be a big boy and get a big double bed!

Well, unfortunately for him the firehouse he lives in now only has single beds, too. :) But it does have couches so, since he lives there alone at the moment, he could bring home some “company”... Or, knowing this neighborhood, company will just barge right in. :) I still don’t know what’s up with that...

celebkiriedhel replied to your photoset “Matching recolors of the cheap counters, stove, and refrigerator, in...”

I can do that - do you want a cabinet with or without doors?

With doors, I think. But then again, without might be good, too; I could see it as a good place to store “cookbooks” and those wouldn’t necessarily have to be behind doors. So, if you’re feeling ambitious, both? :) Or just with doors. Whatever you feel like, really. :) And thank you! You’re awesome. :)

wesleesims replied to your photoset “Pet stuff! Suzy grew up into a basenji. (I love basenjis. They’re one...”

very cute, but not a basenji (; i'd guess a shiba inu? they do have basenjis in the game, too. and yeah, feisty is the right word for basenjis, but despite being difficult at times, they are still one of the best dogs out there! but i may be a bit biased since we have two of them at home ;D

Yeah, you’re probably right. The head’s a bit too bulky for a basenji. I just saw small and curled tail. :) But yeah, they’re awesome dogs. I love their yodel. :) And their wrinkled foreheads. And their feistiness. And their lack of stink. I’m definitely getting at least one when some of my current pack pass away. (8 dogs is enough, when they’re all together, especially because they’re all large!)

kayleigh-83 replied to your photoset “It’s winter! Time to take care of the autumn leaves because I don’t...”

oops trigger happy on the enter key.... try that again... every time I've tried to burn the leaves my Sims have ended up setting themselves or something else on fire, so I gave up on it! LOL I do like getting witches to zap them though!

I’ve only ever had that happen once. I think the key is not to have anything around when you light up the pile. :) Kind of like how fireplaces will light stuff that’s within a tile away unless you’ve modded that out, like I have. (Maybe that prevents leaf-pile fires, too, now that I think about it; it probably uses the same coding.) But then, I think fires are kind of fun sometimes. (In the game, that is! Not in real life! *laugh* )

olivesplum06 replied to your post “I’m bummed. :(”

Have you downloaded felicity island for TS2? It's a copy of the CS island, that along with all the build, buy & CAS stuff it's pretty close to CS!

I haven’t, no. Mostly because I don’t want to play castaway scenarios in TS2. I actually prefer Castaway Stories for that. I like its “careers” and its way-more-logical routing. (Like, Sims can actually talk to each other when standing on a slope; the lack of that in TS2 drives me NUTS! And I imagine that it would be a real problem with that TS2 version of Felicity Island, since that map is ALL slopes.) And I definitely prefer the way CS handles “walkbys.” (No “greeting” needed; they just make themselves at home, gives it a genuine communal tribal feel.) And its want trees are more appropriate for castaway scenarios, of course. And I especially like its things like spearfishing and its swimmable on-lot water (without having to screw around a lot to make on-lot water swimmable, like you have to do in TS2) that also increases hygiene.  

So...Yeah, I definitely wanna play it in Castaway, not TS2. The only downside is, yeah, having to play the stupid story again. But, I can do that in one session, since I just do exactly what I have to do to get to the next “chapter,” without screwing around and with playing on higher speeds whenever I can, because I don’t care about the story at all. I just want to unlock all the stuff. :)

holleyberry replied to your post “I’m bummed. :(”

Oh No! Well, at least you'll have fun setting it all back up.

Yeah. :) And I’m thinking I might see about the possibility of making a completely empty template for the freeplay island, so that there won’t be any “townie” natives or premades. Like the empty Pleasantview template you use when you don’t want the “standard” townies. My biggest disappointment with the first stab at this scenario was that, while I could use the Visitor Controller to prevent the “natives” from waltzing onto my castaway lots, I could only set it in a way that prevented ALL non-household Sims from “walking by” because Castaway doesn’t seem to internally distinguish between townies and playables. That sort of killed the “tribal” atmosphere I wanted. So, I’m thinking that if I can make it so that there are no “townie” natives and premades from the get-go, that would be better than using the Visitor Controller. So...Yeah, it was probably for the best because I was kind of thinking about starting over to address this issue anyway...

twofingerswhiskey replied to your photo “More devastation for poor Simon. At least Sharon was still hanging...”

sleep when you're dead? ;)

Something like that. :) I still haven’t quite figured out the logic behind ghosts being pissy if their bed isn’t there. I mean, why on Earth would they care??!

kayleigh-83 replied to your post “I are sad. My brother and his husband went back home to hell Indiana...”

I sometimes attempt to catch up when I've been behind and I have to say I sure wish mobile was set up like the desktop site, where it will show you on your list of followed blogs when the last time they updated was. Then you can just only click into ones that have been updated since the last time you were on! Sometimes I just wanna lay in bed or on the couch and catch up on the ipad, but it doesn't show you that info! Fix it Tumblr, fix it!

HAH! Well, you’re better off than me. The Tumblr app for Kindle (my only mobile device) hasn’t been updated in, like, four years. The dashboard on it doesn’t work anymore, and it doesn’t even have messaging. And all looking up your followers does is bring up an alphabetical list of them. The only thing I can really do in the app for Kindle is see notes and look at my own posts/queue. And I can make posts, but I don’t often do that because I hate virtual keyboards. I’m pretty sure the apps aren’t actually made by Tumblr, though, but are made by third parties. So I’m afraid that for this, it’s not Tumblr we need to be yelling at but the folks who make the apps. 

But yeah, because of this I only “do Tumblr” when sitting at my desktop, which definitely cuts down on opportunity. Otherwise, I could do it when, like, sitting in waiting rooms at doctors’ offices....

kayleigh-83 replied to your photoset “Jupiter became a grown-up dog and…uh…well… I swear, my game habitually...”

Hahaha my dogs are the same, my game seems to give me a lot of sorry looking mutts. Lol

What I don’t get is that the small dogs in my game seem to be OK, but the big dogs are just...what? I mean, why would only one dog size be weird? Why not both?

taylors-simblr replied to your photoset “Because you can’t have awesome 50s kitchens like this…...”

I'm pretty sure our new kitchen has that gold lino ha ha

Heh. Well, it WAS a very popular color in the 60s/70s. “Harvest Gold” and “Avocado” were The Shit, at the time. :) Probably not so much in the late-40s-through-early-60s that I’m targeting, but...Well, not having a dark yellow would’ve thrown off my spectrum, man. ;)

penig replied to your post “I are sad. My brother and his husband went back home to hell Indiana...”

It's supposed to be fun, not an obligation. You can always use the archives to catch up on situations involving continuity, at your leisure, and if you miss stuff - so do we all.

I know, I know...I just feel bad because I like to give notes and especially replies and stuff. Tumblr is just so...non-validating, you know? Like, made for the short-attention-span generation. I suppose clicking the little heart shows “enough” appreciation, but it seems like very little, and not doing that at all just feels like shirking. But yeah, I know that’s all on me. I just wish there was more time in a day, is all. :)

taylors-simblr replied to your post “I are sad. My brother and his husband went back home to hell Indiana...”

Same with me except I need to catch up on over a years worth of stuff, tumblr just moved too quick. If you're not on it daily it's hopeless to try and see everything

Yeah, it does move fast. Made for short attention spans, like I said. :) I actually wouldn’t feel bad about it if I was gone for a long period of time, though, like “maternity leave.” I mean, no one could be expected to catch up with a year or more of posts. :) But I just tend to have a few days or a week here and there where I just don’t have the time (or, sometimes, the will) to really keep up like I’d generally like. And sometimes I just scroll through looking to see if the stories I keep up with have updated and don’t even leave any “likes” otherwise. That really makes me feel bad, but sometimes all I have time for is a quick scroll-through looking for certain user names. :( Bad iCad! No biscuit! :)

fuzzyspork replied to your photoset “Sandy made a lot of devastated noises, but… I’m kinda not buying it....”

The sims lack of a mourning period is sometimes annoying. :P Maybe she needs to fill that giant hole left behind in her heart when Goops passed and she thinks there's only one way to do that?

Maybe. Although it’s not like she really had time to fall in love with anyone else, anyway, given that she died like two days after Goopy did. :) Of course, she didn’t “know” that was going to happen. :)

But yeah, mourning in the game is weird. Especially because it’s limited to only the Sims who were in the same household as the deceased. When Goopy and Sandy croaked, the only kid left in the house was Simon. The other two kids didn’t do any mourning, of course. Toddlers get that fear of relatives dying, so they’ll sometimes take a mood hit, but only sometimes and if they, say, learn to walk, that’ll instantly get rid of that bad mood. And even Simon wouldn’t have been in his birth household if I played him how I usually do, kicking kids out when they reach “Inteen 18,” either to college or out on their own. He was only there because he was “destined” for the firefighter career, which only has an adult track, so it didn’t make much sense to kick him out until he was an actual adult rather than an Inteen one.

Anyway, yeah, this is one thing I’d change about the game, if I could. One should mourn one’s parent’s death (assuming that you have a good relationship with them), even if you no longer live with that parent. It’s just weird, otherwise.