#but two days later

[charminglyantiquated]

9/25 update on the Nautilus, for anyone curious. Details below (long), but in summary: the damage is more expensive than we'd hoped. We will have to buy Nautilus back as salvage and repair her mostly out of pocket. We still do intend to repair her, but it seems now it will be over a timeline of several years. The fundraiser for her repairs has been raised to reflect the new estimate, and will remain up as long as we're working on her, for anyone who wishes to contribute. I'm so unbelievably, profoundly grateful to all of you who have helped us so far. Thank you so, so much.

Damage: a joint survey was conducted Tuesday between surveyors from our insurance and that of the other vessel. It will be another 3-4 weeks before we have the official paperwork, but the consensus was that the damage approaches twice Nautilus' value. In addition to the mast and all the attached rigging, sails, hardware, etc., the teak deck would have to come up in order to address the damage to the deck and hull. This means that rather than pay for repairs, our insurance company is almost certainly going to write her off as a total loss.

I am waiting for formal documentation before sharing any exact numbers. Once we have them I will be more precise. But the general process as I understand it right now is below, for anyone curious about how everything shakes out.

What a loss means with insurance: my understanding is that repair damages are only covered by insurance up to the point a vessel is totaled. Since the damages almost certainly surpass her value then she would be totaled instead. In this scenario, our insurance would give us the value the Nautilus was insured for, and then pursue the other vessel's insurance for their own reimbursement. Additionally the other insurance might give us the income we lost over the remainder of the season, but whether that will happen and what amount that would be is up in the air, with the three different attorneys we consulted agreeing that we'd be fortunate to get any amount. Anything beyond that is apparently unlikely, any other legal pursuit would possibly lose us more money that we might hope to gain.

On our end: we took out a loan to buy Nautilus in April, and still owe the majority of it. By the terms of the loan, with a total loss we would have to pay back the full loan immediately. Then, because this is essentially our insurance 'buying' Nautilus from us, we would have to buy her back as salvage. The salvage price would be determined by the salvageable parts of her, and the surveyor. Hopefully it would be less than five figures, but it depends heavily on which insurance company actually ends up with her, and how exhaustively they tally up the pieces of her that they could sell. The surveyors could not tell us at the time of the survey who would end up with her or what they would charge. For the next month or two Nautilus is in a kind of purgatory where we do still technically own her, but only until insurance gets through the paperwork, which makes it difficult to begin any work right now.

Financially: when the dust settles, once the loan is paid and we own Nautilus once more as salvage, I think that based on the current estimates we may have some funds remaining. But even in the best case scenario - low salvage price, and we do receive lost income - it wouldn't be enough to finance all the needed repairs. My partner and I will be keeping the fundraiser up for as long as we are working on her, for anyone who wishes to contribute to her repair fund. Any help from anyone who would like to see her sailing again will always be deeply appreciated, but we're both aware it's an absurd number. If we fail to meet it, we're both keenly aware it's not through any lack of generosity - I cannot possibly express how grateful we are for the help we have received already, and what a massive difference it has made over the last month as we deal with the immediate and long-term fallout, covering her haul-out and towing and bills over the months it will likely take to resolve all this.

Fixing Nautilus: my partner and I are still committed to repairing her, despite the cost and the time involved. The thought of letting her be cut up for salvage is too heartbreaking to bear. But at the pace things are progressing and with the resources we have, it's obvious now that it's not feasible to fix her fully over the winter; it will instead be over the course of several years. However, my partner and I hope that by doing as much of the work ourselves as we are qualified for, we can bring down the overall cost of repairs by a fair amount. Additionally, the broken mast was built only a few years ago by a gentleman who still has the plans for it and is willing to guide us through the process of building a replacement. There is a possibility we can connect with a local boat building school's fledgling restoration program. And a great many people have offered their time, advice, expertise, and contacts. The timeline has changed, but we are not giving up on her.

In the meantime: with the survey done, we now have at least a general idea of what the future will look like. Since working nonstop to get Nautilus sailing again by June is not on the table any longer, my partner and I are currently figuring out a long-term plan for ourselves, our little company, and the Nautilus herself. We have discussed a few ideas, which I'll share more about once we settle on anything concrete. Nautilus herself is finally clear of wreckage, with the pieces of her mast on sawhorses beside her, her deck swept clean, solar panel plugged in, and a tarp over the worst of the damage. She's as safe as we can make her for now; there's nothing else we can do except wait for the wheels to turn.

Lastly: thank you all, more than I can say. I have been trying not to miserypost, but I have been having a very hard time dealing with this, as has my partner. It took us ten years to save the money we put into Nautilus, and the few months we were able to spend sailing her together were the happiest and proudest I have been in my life. We have lost the future we'd imagined, and regardless of how this resolves, we are never getting that time back. We are determined not to lose the Nautilus as well, but it has honestly been difficult some days to push through the grief. The one consistent silver lining has been the kindness and sympathy and outrage from everyone who has taken the time to reach out to us. I have been floored, over and over, by how many people we have rooting for us. I am never, ever going to be able to express my full gratitude to all of you. Without exaggeration, you have kept me going.

I will share more once we know more - exact numbers, exact damage, exact plans for repairs and the next steps. Until then, from the bottom of my heart, thank you.

[synthizedarchive]

[ STARRING: LEON ; RANDOM CANONS #1 ]

[ ⋆｡° CHARACTER DURATION: debuts in the first episode of season one & remain in place until the final season. potentially forming a spinoff with him, his child & planned love interest in the tv show. ]

leon bastien was a sweet southern boy, raised on Arkansas farmland. his parents were devout religious, attending sunday services & making sure that grace was spoken at the dinner table. from a young kid, leon was isolated, helping out his parents on the farmland, being home-schooled & raised with traditional values that aligned with his own heart. to take over the farmland when his parents retired, with a pretty girl to call his wife & children of his own. that was the dream, for both leon & his parents.

turning 21 & yet to find his soulmate, one day - leon headed into the small town close by in order to pick up some groceries in his ( father's ) beat up vintage truck. there in the local diner, he met what he believed to be the girl of his dreams - anna. she lived in Alaska, a career-driven girl with bright brown eyes & an intoxicating smile that made the sappy fool in leon fall head over heels almost instantly. leon always believed from his parents in love at first sight, & he was experiencing it right there in the diner. anna was on vacation for a business meeting, as she worked in high profile finance, yet leon & anna spent the whole week of her travels together.

leon took her back to the farmland & anna was able to meet his parents, who too - believed anna to be the sweetest girl ''God'' could provide for their baby boy. she even got her hands dirty, getting stuck in the cow pens & the pig muck, laughing, so happy to be with leon & allowing true romance to build between them. proving to be a worthy future wife to leon's parents. leon & anna made love for the first time ( breaking leon's virginity ) on the final night of her vacation, in the barn, under clear beautiful stars.

the next morning, leon packed his bags & told his momma / papa that he would be going with anna back to alaska, in order to start a life together ; something that was different to what his parents envisioned, but fully supported their dream regardless. anna was a sweetheart, & seemed to really care for leon who had clearly fallen in love with her. so they accepted, asking leon to visit at every opportunity he could. with lots of kisses and hugs goodbye, leon left for alaska . . . and it turned out to be the worst mistake he potentially ever made.

leon took a job in NY working on old cars as a mechanic, in order to earn a decent wage. while his honey worked long hours in the financial sector at anchorage. he lived with her in her insanely expensive home, paid for & managed by her finances. the months before their quick marriage were a honeymoon period, filled with intimacy, smiles & romance -- even if there were small red flags. like when she would come home after long hours & scream at leon at why food wasn't ready on the table. when he accidentally got car grease on one of her favorite cushions & she slapped him in gut reaction. but it was fine, surely. they were learning each others habits & compromising. nothing a proposal from leon won't fix , & a marriage that followed after 9 months of leon being in alaska.

a few days before marriage, anna & leon found out that she was pregnant. leon had never been more elated to become a father, his dream truly coming into fruition - he had his perfect girl, & now would get his perfect child. perfect life !! while she cried & screamed & yelled that this would ruin her future career prospects, & that if leon wanted this child ?? he would become a stay at home dad. something leon eagerly accepted.

seven years. seven years until leon escaped. from the moment that leon placed the ring on anna's finger & they were declared husband & wife, months filled with torture followed afterwards. domestic violence that only became worse, worse, worse over time. verbal abuse, mental gaslighting, constant put downs and belittling. when his mom & dad would call to ask when he would visit, he had to make excuses - he was sick, the baby needed attention, his wife was sick, sorry i just don't have time. yet on holidays when they would meet up again, anna was the perfect wife all over again in front of the family. just like she was in Arkansas. a mask put on, in order to get her way. yet as leon became a shell of himself in terms of being a husband, despite loving anna still to the moon & stars, all he cared about was the protection of his son - maverick. anna never cared about him, only a trap tool to keep leon under her thumb for the rest of their lives. leon doing everything that he could in order to make sure maverick was well looked after & cared for, as a father should. leon didn't even consider a divorce, thinking that would make him less of a man for leaving the love of his life ; even though he was constantly being hurt as a result.

years of being abused, bruises, broken bones, hiding himself & his son in rooms while she banged & clawed & left holes in the furnishings . . . it all reached its peak when anna raised her hand to maverick for the first time. two days after his seventh birthday. & not just a hand, but a kitchen knife. perhaps one could argue that the cosmic events unknown outside their door had pushed an aggression in anna that she would have never shown otherwise ; yet cigarette burns, scratches, bruises ( one fresh against his right eye ) & scars, mental & physical, now littered leon's body since the moment they became married. it was always within her. & as leon, clutching hold of his child, locked up in the bedroom in their extreme fear & anxiety ?? decided to leave. they had to leave. leon couldn't let maverick become hurt. sneaking out of the window & getting into one of his old cars parked down the street ( couldn't have it in her driveway, no - that would ruin her reputation -- ). thank the lord that he had his car keys in the back of his jean pocket. but don't thank Him too fast.

anna follows behind in her own personal car as raging winds & rain circled around them, roads icy, dusk-sky among the prism colors of rebirth. she bumps into the taillights of his truck, maverick screaming in the backseat, leon could only think to drive onwards, onwards ( a radio station declaring some sort of nuclear attack had descended over new york . . . ) until a sudden flash of purple lightning jolted between him & anna's car. sending her vehicle flying into a nearby pole, smashing the exterior, windows shattering, her nose hitting the steering wheel before whiplashing back into her seat. as leon stops his cars, breathless, looking in the rear-view mirror, he sees a figure staring at him. standing right by anna's window. dressed in leather, purple lines dancing from his form, 80s mullet & eyes glowing amethyst. leon can't react before the stranger's hand reaches into window & chokes anna to death, staring at leon with a smile. paralyzed, scared, mildly intoxicated with curious relief - the cry of maverick brings leon back to reality. putting his foot on the gas pedal & before driving away, figure appearing at his own window, saying: name's anubis. you'll be seeing me again, leon. - leon can't even question it before he drives off to destinations unknown.

this is where his synthized story then begins to start.

[isjasz]

[Ready for a new game?]

day 11 definitelynottober - heart in your fist & week 1 weeklyhermittober - beginnings

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IM SO READY LETSGO SO EXCITED FOR THE NEW LIFE SERIES💥💥💥💥💥💥

[soranker]

98 lovemail doodles >_<

[anixolt]

HAPPY 6TH ANNIVERSARY TO RISE!!

This show means the world to me 🐢💜

Heres without paper effects!

[rowynri]

and thus, the yearly undertale fixation comes back into being!! have some doodles :D

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

ANTAGONIST FIDDLEFORD❗️⁉️❗️❗️💥💥💥 FUCK SHIT UP BABYGIRL, I BELIEVE WOMEN'S RIGHTS AND WRONGS <33

30 years ago, during Ford and Bill's fallout; instead of threatening to steal Ford's eyeballs, Bill just goes ahead and steals Fiddleford's! Which then further leads to Fiddleford parting ways with Ford as his research assistant.

In my perfect world, where my AU is a 40-episode fully animated show; this episode would reveal the seemingly unsuspecting Old Man Mcgucket as the leader of a powerful secret cult of memory erasure. Mcgucket, believing Ford to still be under the influence of "the demon that stares," kidnaps him and attempts to "exorcise"/erase the so-called demon out of Ford's brain.

However, with the metal plate bolted into Ford's skull not only keeping out demons such as Bill, but also keeping them in; Bill is forced to instead take over Ford's body with nowhere else to go. Together with the twins who've come to rescue their Grunkle Ford, they frantically run from a hoard of cultists and their terrifying leader.

The twins discover that their Grunkle Ford's past goes much deeper than they had originally anticipated, and that their Uncle Bill isn't who they think he is....

[hinamie]

...........slips gege ¥2000

[ruvigapo]

Run boy run!! The sex monsters eat salmon!!

In which i arrive Fashionably Late to the fishssek party

[spirk-trek]

when your captain just defeated an alien entity with the power of friendship and everyone around you is laughing but you're vulcan :/

[bababaka]

Yall need to interact with fanfiction author's more.

So. After the ddos attack on ao3.

I was encouraged to write more comments and make my love known to fanfic writers.

I dont really like commenting. Because im a bit shy and soooo lazy.

Now though. I am writing more comments. And dude. This is so heartwarming. Ya'll need to treat writers better. They are doing the lord's work.

Take for an example, couple of days prior, i was searching for something interesting to read, and found an oneshot quite compelling.

I read it. At the end of it, i was blown away by how good it was. It promised me something and it went beyond my expectations. But then i saw a crime, zero fucking comments!

At that moment, i wasn't feeling up to writing a comment. Because, normally i like to write huge paragraphs. But because im lazy i decided to be brief.

Next day, the author answered that the comment lift their mood for the whole day.

That warmed my heart.

Duuuuuuuude! Write comments! Suport the writers of the fics you like! No need to be something super elaborate. Just give your thoughts. Freak out. Ramble. Ask something. Make theories. Compliment. Make a joke about how you wished to give kudos every chapter but ao3 sucks(not true bby) and won't let you.

Truly. Just. Comment. It can make someone's day. And that is part of the apeal of writing fics. Interacting with people.

Just give love to fanfic writers yall. They deserve this and so much more.

[morganbritton132]

Eddie, giving out too much information to his TikTok audience: I would never wish for my husband to have a seizure… I do want him to stay home from work.

Balled up tshirt: *hits Eddie in the head*

Steve: Don’t jinx me!

Eddie: I’m not! Those are two separate statements heavily implying you should call off.

Steve:

Steve: How many more days are you going to be dramatic about the school year?

Eddie: 3-5 business days.

Steve: Okay.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

cherik as that one pink nightgown and blue pajamas holding a candle picture

this is so rushed but like. but like i see the vision and i needed to share it with all of you ok. pov you got caught raiding the fridge at 3AM

[isjasz]

[Day 96]

Together they become GUY!!

(Context: On the stream yesterday they were joking about just combining into one player for decked out LOL)

(And Hermittober: Day 1 Frost ❄️)

[puppyeared]

act 4 :(

@chipper-smol and i came to a realization

[fungi-maestro]

Happy tdov to fat trans people. 🏳️‍⚧️ Biggest thing that helped me as a trans kid was seeing older fat trans people. There were a lot of really irritating "advice" posts going around early in my time on the internet with a lot of misinformation in them, but one that I constantly saw (in addition to people claiming you should wear your pants rediculously low or only wear button ups) were posts saying you had to lose weight to transition. Can confidently confirm that is completely untrue. 👍