#but alot of cool stuff gets out of early access at the end of this month so id def look out for that!

[chris-continues]

Random ideas:

Mermaid knives? 👀

Escape room together with Nai?

Clothing shopping with Nai? Maybe make him try goofy stuff for fun :>

What color wax do u think Nai would use the most for wax seals? I have a wax seal kit and I thought I'd try makin something that would be atleast similar to what Nai would make

Do u think he would ride a motorcycle?

(Sorry if this is alot.....)

Omg I want to answer all of these time for a load of hcs heehehhehheheh

Random Knives HC’s

So I couldn’t come up w much for mermaid au, but escape room Knives will plague my mind since I’ve been to an escape room once and I loved it.

Escape room

-he’d think they’re overpriced and whatever but Vash knows he likes murder mystery stuff.. so he supposes he can indulge him 

-he actually gets kinda into it but tries to hide it LMAO

-Vash will take him again to like celebrate smth (like passing an important exam or getting an internship somewhere he was really looking forward to) and they take you with them

-you get into it too and Vash helps to keep track of clues while you guys solve it

-you’re on his mind even moreso after that- your excited face after you found a clue, or a new lead, or how you peered over his shoulder cautiously to see what puzzle he was solving.. god.

-yeah the pining continues

Clothing shopping

-Nai doesn’t like shopping for brand new things- having to start adulthood far too early in poverty meant that he had to find cheaper ways to access necessities. Such as clothes

-hence why knives loves thrifting. He’s a goodwill god, if I do say so myself

-imagine sifting through racks together and you find a goofy sweater for him. (You suggest he wears it and he scoffs- good naturedly, but with a bit of playful fire nonetheless).

-you find some cute things while he’s looking for whatever he needs- usually not much, however on occasion he needs more professional wear, or he’s looking for Vash

-I do think you’d mostly be sifting through clothes in minimal silence- he brings his headphones to listen to a podcast. You’re listening to the same one, he has excellent taste :)

-you brush forearms as you shop, shuffling beside one another awkwardly in the cramped area of the aisles, faces a bit flushed from your proximity

-guess what? The pining continues

-thrifting is something that brings you both comfort when not outside your home though. It’s a routine that happens in your relationship- when you’re both in a shopping mood, that is. In happenstance, if you feel like spending the day in and Knives has to run errands, he will definitely look for you more. This shirt reminds him of you, or those shoes. You’d like that.

Romantic letters

- @coffinbeananteiku (aka Sam) is the one that came up w/ the wax seal color hcs!

-she mentioned that Knives would overthink the color meanings and end up choosing either black or white (I’ve mentioned it once on my blog I think) but definitely give them a follow! I love her ideas a ton :D

-for my own thoughts? Knives loves the flow of writing in cursive. He almost never does on schoolwork, to make grading easier and neater, and he usually types anyways

-but his handwriting is elegant and direct in its own way, complimenting the utter devotion in his words as he writes to you. It’s easier for him to piece his thoughts out delicately onto the table before placing them onto the paper, sealing it once he’s read it 2-3 times (or more) and leaving it at your doorstep- as is routine for whenever he drops off letters.

Motorcycle?

-BWANAHAJAJAHAHAHAAH *cackles* no of course not/lh

-you think after he lost his only parental figure and his brother having lasting health conditions + the loss of an arm to a car accident, he’d be adamant on nothing as dangerous as a motorcycle

-you are in fact correct in that assumption

-Wolfwood rides a motorcycle though, Vash rides with him. And when Knives caught wind of the news, he was furious. How could Vash be so reckless?

-It’s weeks before Knives fully cools down, but it’s got a lasting effect on him. He needs alone time. For several days. He’s enraged.

-once he finally talks to Vash he’s biting his cheek roughly, hands grasping the arm of the couch tightly. “You do know it’s dangerous, correct?”

-“And I know you care-“

-“I do.”

-it’s a disagreement that Vash knows is plenty reasonable from his brother, and it never fully simmers.

[sojutrait]

an anon asked for halloween costumes but tumblr ate the ask rip so here some are !

1. catwoman - entire costume

2. scarlet witch - entire costume 

3. alex from totally spies - hair*simsdom jumpsuit 

4. barbie - hair dress(alice dress) shoes bjd tattoo earrings(heart shaped earrings)

5. alien housewife - hair antennas skin shoes eyes(vapor eyes) dress(get famous) 

[kazlifeadventures]

New Years Eve... hello Hella!

New years traditions are very ingrained in this country. Icelanders are nuts about fireworks and their version of search and rescue sells them everywhere as fundraising. They seem to set them off any time in the weeks before and after new years... which explains all the fireworks the night I had arrived in Reykjavik.  Here's me rhinking they were celebrating my arrival 😂😂

On New years eve the skies and the steeets go quiet fron about 10pm until about 11 20 all for a special tv show, its a parody of the year past, created by well known comedians and the locals all leave their fireworking in order to see it. It's a real thing. Love it!

Day 2 tour - I like to call today the 'windy waterfalls day'. We visited 2 iconic falls, with the wind so strong that it was blowing the water sideways and creating a mist that was soaking anyone who got too near. What an amazing contrast to their location. A rocky treeless volcanic area broken by giant falls. First stop was the high but narrow Seljalandsfoss that plunges over a mountain. The trail that goes behind the waterfall is closed in winter for safety *as if anyone wanted to use it and get wet in this weather anyway! Then off to another amazing waterfall, Skógafoss, a massive 60m high!!

Right nearby was the Skógar Folk Museum, full of items and displays (including outdoor museum) of the cultural heritage. It was really cool to see the different houses, and the way the folk lived years ago. Our guide advised us that JRR Tolkien had loved Iceland, and had used alot of not just the stories of the elves and trolls etc, but the old houses like the grass roof mud floor huts in his books. They were fantastic to see. The whole museum gave a great insight into life in Iceland and just how far they have come in a very short space of time.

We then headed to the Southern beaches area, is, and, you guessed it...amazing. I walked on the Black lava beaches near Vik, the ocean was wild, with some crazy rips. Good thing no one ever swims there! We took in the amazing bird cliffs at Reynifjara. Apparently the residents of Vik live under the threat of an impending explosion of the nearby volcano which would trigger flooding from the glacier melting, wiping out the whole city. According to our guide they are well prepared for it. Seems strange, but I guess they grow up with volcanos all around them, so it's nothing new. I have learnt that there are no bugs, no creatures that can hurt or kill you, or rodents in Iceland. So I guess the actual land being able to kill you may balance that?

We saw two of the glaciers in the distance and got to watch as the sun set on them. Mýrdalsjökull and the other one...that name escapes me (sorry). We were going to walk up to and onto one of them with our guide. But there were gale force winds and blizzard warnings and all access was closed for the day. We still got a go at crampons.. only the version that is little stretchy things that attach to the bottom of your shoes to help with traction, just no glacier (and no stabby but at the toe end of the crampons) 😁.

Sheep are a big industry here. They have farmed sheep since 874 and no I haven't missed a digit there! They apparently are born,  roam free, and are rounded up.for one bad day (for them) in September.. I must say the lamb is amazing.

Forestry. Apparently iceland is the centre for forestry research. Odd, when they have no forests. A large part of the lack of trees is attributed to the sheep. Any trees they have are sweet birch leaves, not bitter, as there are no bugs that require the trees to be bitter to prevent them being eaten. The sheep (and people - our guide says he chews on them when he hikes in summer) eat them, so the trees don't get to drop seeds that and erosion sees that they have not self propogated. As a result there's a concerted re-forestation program that sees people come to Iceland to study and participate due to the unique challenges they face here.

What a day! We still have new year to go! We got back in time to race out for the local bonfire lighting and fireworks. I may or may not have whinged enough that our tour leader got me a sparkler from Santa. What fun it was to hang with the locals and burn stuff!

Our hotel served us up a fantastic new years dinner of yummy treats of a pate, followed by creamy horseradish soup with monkfish (yep I ate monkfish). Followed by lamb and langoustine surf and turf with potatoes and creamed turnips, followed by creme brulee. Then it was bubbles, our own private fireworks with a local rescue team member, then off to continue to ring in the new year in...hang on, how did my cabin end up being the party room?! Lol!! Its ok there was only about 8 of us there...

But! We saw the Northern lights!!! Just after midnight. It was very mild, but there nonetheless- Ron took some great shots to prove it, and other sober members of our group also saw them. Great end to the year!

Photo credit goes to Ron! Only one who could hold his camera still 😁

Early start tomorrow, and another huge day to come!

[fairygothmothercat]

Cancer and depression and my life

I have not been speaking openly about it on social media. Though I might as well here since very few people actually follow me anyways. Tumbler has turned into my vent and rant place basically because no one ever responds or says anything about my Tumbler posts lol. Facebook is a whole different creature. We all know someone who has or is battling cancer. It effects many people. My grandfather battles Leukemia right now. My mom had it, my grandmothers, grandfathers, aunts and uncles and some friends I have known or their family. So it was a matter of time when it would strike closer and well as my mom before me and her mother and grandmother I am susceptible to many of the cancers that our female family members have survived or succumbed to. Breast, cervical/uterine, colon cancer are all things that have been a fight. My grandmother on my moms side is a 2 time survivor of colon cancer. My other grandmother from my dads side passed away in 2009 after her battle with lung cancer. She had technically beat it or it was in remission but the chemo had wiped her immune system out and a infection took her from us. Its still one of the most painful losses in my life as I was very close to her and as someone with very few I trust or love and could talk to it left quite the hole in my life. My first fight is now with Cervical and uterine cancer. It has been found in its early stage and as far as the Drs see its pretty localized and operable. It could be more spread like my mothers but hers still was operable by hysterectomy which is removal of the uterus and cervix. In my case they are not opting to remove the entire organ unless they see anything that prompts them to or complications arise. I will be having most the cervix removed and part of the lower part or neck of the uterus. Honestly I rather have a hysterectomy. I can not have kids or want so theres no point in saving it but the Dr believes this should be sufficient for now. I will require regular examinations and biopsies to make sure it never returns or spreads. So the prognosis for now seems good and the piece of me being removed is not crucial for my survival so I do not have too many heavy worries. I just do not look forward to the pain, discomfort especially in the region being operated on. Of course I looked it up and watched it on youtube so I now know how brutal the procedure looks. I know people say you shouldn't do that but I like to know what to expect even if I am not conscious.I did not need to have a baby for my poor vagina to end up getting wrecked lol. Of al places though its not cool its there. Add to it cutting a month out of my life to recover in summer so no swimming or doing much of anything. I am grateful I moved to Germany so I could afford the healthcare I needed in order to have less worries when it came to these things and my health in general. I worry for my aging parents who stand to lose the healthcare they have thanks to the current government and their quest to make the rich richer at the expense of the poor and vulnerable. Though I do not want to get into politics here. I still just know I am fortunate to now have access to good healthcare and finally have been able to pursue the treatments I need for my chronic illness which has caused me bad sight, bad hearing and weight gain among other things. I was born with these things and until I was 18 I got treated for only one single thing through a special program but that was not enough and after I turned 18 I was left uninsured until I was 27/28 and got medicaid which was still pretty limited. Though now I go through my cancer treatment and I do not say much. I do not look for sympathy or attention. I been accused enough about seeking attention and shit like that. Other people can make a song and dance about stuff but I seem to be expected to deal with it on my own. Which is what I have always pretty much done all my life. I never pushed my burdens on other people in my family or friends. I rarely ask for help. My husband and a few people know of whats going on. I will get my treatment and spend much of my recovery alone which is ok. I am getting used to and starting to embrace my loneliness and isolation. I might be too honest or real for most people to handle anyways. My openness and genuine nature seems to put people off. It has widdled me down to being more reserved these days and more cynical and cautious even more nihilistic and pessimistic. I sometimes think if it were not for my mom, my husband and a few I can count on my hand that actually care I would have been ok to let the cancer take me away. I would not want to hurt anyone. Its not to say I do not have a desire to live. Sure I struggle with bipolar and depression but I do have many reasons and many things to live for. Its just sometimes dealing with the pain both physical and mental that are draining. I can have professional help and swallow pills but it is not the cure all. Recently a prominent outspoken youtuber Stevie Ryan who also suffered and spoke about mental illness just committed suicide. She was my age but she was healthy, beautiful and successful and still she lost the fight. It can be worrisome for me. I am a lonely mostly shut in person whos been rejected for various reasons. Hardly successful either and codependent. Twice divorced, survivor of childhood trauma, abuse, sexual assault. I have social anxiety, low self esteem and some confidence issues. It might seem when I am dressed up and covered in makeup that I am strong and confident but it is just the shell of a lonely, hurting girl who yearns for acceptance, love, health and happiness. Sometimes I find a glimmer of it and it keeps my hope and many other times I am mocked, rejected, stabbed in the back, accused of ridiculous things and excluded. When I have said anything of my struggles I get accused of looking for sympathy, attention and people who say they will be there or you can talk to simply vanish over a few posts talking about the struggle on facebook. Thats a recurrent thing. Its often those who say you can talk to us or come to us and post about these things to help friends and whatnot that usually seem to do the complete opposite. At least in my own experiences. They say go get a therapist. Well even if I had one the underlying issues contributing to my crisis just do not magically go away. I might be able to cope better drugged up but I been through therapy most my life and rehashed the same sad history and story of my life to several professionals. Its a bandaid. Its help yes but sometimes the real help is having people close that pay attention and can hopefully help prevent tragedy by recognizing the symptoms, behaviours and needs of the one suffering. Its likely Stevie even had a good support system in place but the loss of her grandfather while being depressed pushed her over. I been there.The loss of my grandmother led to a downward spiral and attempts to end it. I was hospitalized and then my divorce happened and I left and drifted around alone to escape the place of so much trauma, drama and pain and seek a new life and identity. I spent birthdays and Christmases alone without family or anyone and a crap short lived relationship had me seeking a final end to my suffering. Another mental hospital stint from overdosing and then more people leaving me because understandably they did not want to hurt so distancing themselves from me was their way of coping. I am now in Germany and well here I am. Trying to hold on to optimism and hope. I usually paint much rosier pictures on facebook and social media but the truth is I struggle and suffer and do my best to take each day at a time and be grateful and show it to those who show me kindness. I accept the fact not everyone will like, love or get on with me. Sometimes I wish they went about things better but thats just the way things go. some might call me a snowflake but I am more like a snowball. Alot of stuff packed up and then thrown to burst into pieces and then gathered back up and sometimes theres less and sometimes theres more but I feel like I get thrown around alot and smashed or melted and sometimes dirt, rocks and stuff ends up picked up along the way which makes me ugly and potentially hurt others if hit. I never seek or intend to hurt others. In fact I never done anything serious or bad to others. It usually comes down to simple misunderstandings of my intentions or meaning or some ignorance and simple mistake. I think most would be forgiven of these things but usually in my case one little mistake costs me friendships and I could apologize until blue in the face but its no use. Sorry for the long rant. so much on my mind and typing is easier than writing a diary. My rheumatoid arthritis makes writing these days a bit painful and difficult. I have few outlets to express myself as well. Tumbler might not be the best place but so far its proven to be one of the only few I can ramble on and it seems so far no one bothers, or responds so I can type walls of text and play my own therapist at times. Tomorrow I go in surgery. Was not the surgery I hoped for. I was hoping this time I would be having weight loss surgery but it is further delayed. Just another long rant for another time. Other than that I still kind of try hoping I will be able to continue on and that I can have a few of the simple things in life like some good friends and better health.

[maxbrenna]

Three cities, two days

So we had a sleep in then hoped on the train into the city. We went to santa Caterina market. We love markets but we were pretty hungry so we took a seat at a cafe/bar within the market and had meatballs with squid, salt cod fritters and some grilled vegetables with anchovy. Then we walked around the market looking at all the great produce and picked up some things for a picnic to have later.

Then we went over to the Barcelona history museum where we got to go underground and see some of the original buildings. Lots of wine and fish sauce storage basically. And laundry. It was pretty interesting. 

Then we walked to the cable car that takes us up to montjuic castle which was used as a military fort and has a great view. Before we checked out the castle we found a picnic table and had our picnic 'lunch' (it was like 5pm) of cheeses, white anchovies, caper berries, olives and fancy jamon.

Had a quick look around the castle, but the main part is just the view from the top. Again this was another moment realising how big this city really is. 

We decided to walk the hour home but along the way we stopped at the base of some royal bulding with a great view, but also an amazing busker. He was just there with a electric guitar, sitting on his speaker and singing. He had a great voice and did some songs that max recognised. With the sun setting and the view and the music, it was just so peaceful and romantic, we stayed for a while. Unfortunately we didn't have enough cash to buy his album but we did give him some change and got his social media details so we can buy a digital copy (I don't think we even have a cd player at home anyway)

We decided that we loved dinner so much the other night that we booked in at the same restaurant as 2 nights before, Capet. 

While nothing was quite as good as the monkfish from before it was all really good. 

And of course being in the area we had to go to our new favourite cocktail bar. Seriously good drinks, like every one was perfect and the guys really knew their stuff. 

The next morning we slept in and packed up. We were meant to stay one more night at our Airbnb but we decided to move on for two main reasons. Firstly, the drive to Madrid is pretty long, at least 7 hours and that's alot for just max to do in one day, considering we didn't want to get in too late so that we could wash and clean the car for our early flight home the next morning. So we thought we'd spilt the drive over two days and go to Valencia. It was a bit more driving overall but because it was two separate trips we didn't mind. Plus we really wanted to try valencian paella and see the City of arts and sciences. 

The other reason was that we weren't very happy in our Airbnb in Barcelona. While the room was fine, bed was comfy and the location was great for the price, we just didn't feel comfortable there. The bathroom was pretty dirty and we didn't feel like we had access to the kitchen or lounge area. We barely saw our host but there were some random other people there. So in the end we just wanted to leave. Plus the place we found in Valencia was so cheap we didn't really mind losing a day of paid accommodation. 

So we packed up but then got the train back to the market from yesterday and had breakfast of mushrooms and eggs, clams and coffee and juice. Then we hoped on another train and walked up a hill to get to park Guell. While a large part of the park is free there's a paid part that has several works by Gaudi (the same guy that did the la Sagrada familia I mentioned previously)

So we looked around there for a while, alot of similar themes to the Cathedral. Gaudi doesn't like squares or right angles. Everything is rounded or oblong or triangular. In this park particularly he uses lots of mosaic with broken pieces of tile and crockery. 

Feeling too surrounded by tourists we decided it was time to hit the road to Valencia. Having bought some extra supplies from the market we had a picnic dinner/lunch on a beach spot half way down the coast. After we checked into our Airbnb and put a small bit of washing on to get us thru the last 2 days we went for walk in search of a late dinner. We ended up going to a Sardinian restaurant. 

I know it's not Spanish food but it's not something you can get in Australia. And it was really good. I'll put the details with the photos, but we had a great time. And when we paid the waiter recognised Max's bank card and asked if we are Australia. Turns out his sister has Australian citizenship and he lived with her in point Cook (like 20 mins from our place) for a year. Small World. 

So in the morning we went for a walk towards the City of arts and sciences, which is a set of buildings and outdoor areas, very modern but cool to look at and walk around. We had some breakfast nearby and just walked around the sunny streets of Valencia. 

We had had our heart set on trying traditional Valencian paella, which is chicken, rabbit and snails. adding seafood to paella is a more modern thing, although everyone is Spain does it, but it's not traditional, and paella was born in Valencia. Unfortunately Sunday seems to be the day that people have paella for lunch and we just could get a table at any of the traditional places. ☹️☹️☹️

We hit the road for Madrid, found our accommodation and went out for a burger! Cleaned out the car and started the long process of figuring out how to wash and clean the car at the petrol station. Anyway we got through it. We rested at our hostel for a while and repacked our bags ready for our flight. A bit later at night we went for a night walk and grabbed a kebab and hommus. We decided not to try sleep too much that night so that we could sleep on our first flight as much as possible, as our second flight gets us into Melbourne in the early evening so we want to be tired when we arrive. Although right now I'm on our first flight and writing this and watching sound of music so we'll see how that goes. 

While we've loved Spain so much and feel like we've done so many amazing thing, we're definitely ready to be home with some good Asian food and our own bed. 

Adios Spain.