#i am nothing if not very thrifty

[earl-grey-love]

Me thinks my merch collection is now complete 💕

I'm so happy like all of this, every individual piece, brings me so much joy every single day. I've never really had merch before so I kinda spoiled myself a bit 😳 but well worth it.

[judysxnd]

I love your work! can you do an imagine where you and pedro bring your baby to the last of us set to meet bella

I think it kind of this the second part of the first pregnancy imagine I wrote, when they announce the pregnancy to Bella. I also wanted to do a big reveal like choose a name for the baby that connected with people Pedro knows or something, but I really couldn’t decide, so, I let this part to you. I feel like Pedro would for the tradition of having a few names. I hesitated to add the Balmaceda, but I think since there’s also the reader’s last name, it would be the reader’s and Pedro’s main so Pascal.

B/n = baby’s name

B/m/n = baby’s middle name

Y/l/n = your last name

It’s not my best, I have been trying to write this one for two days. I’ll go with that, since I know I won’t do better. I have a lot of ideas on my own coming, can’t wait to publish them!! But thank you, and I hope you will enjoy it :)

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After finding out you were pregnant, your life started to change, obviously. You were having a baby, you needed to prepare yourself for it. Pedro got extremely excited and you had to stop him from buying a crib, clothes, lots other stuff as you were only two months pregnant. He managed to wait until you were six months pregnant to buy everything.

You both didn’t want to know the gender of the baby, keeping the surprise till the very end, but during one of your ultrasounds, it was unintentionally revealed. From the position the baby was, you saw that it was a boy.

When you were due, the mini Pedro didn’t want to get out, and was two weeks late. Thankfully, everything was fine, giving birth happened to be quite fast actually. The baby didn’t want to get out, but once he decided he was, he was fast. Thinking about it makes you laugh. He wasn’t even born yet that he already was like his father. Once he had something in mind, nothing else mattered, he was getting it. You also saw it when you tried to put him in bed. If he didn’t want to, you would, for sure, know it. Or, if he wanted Pedro, it was very clear. He was only a few months old but already had a strong personality.

After giving birth in august, since Pedro’s schedule coincided, he was able to be here for the first months. But in January, he had to start filming The Last of Us. As you didn’t get the chance to see Bella and introduce them to the baby, you both decided to go on set together. Also, Pedro wanted so badly to show Bella the baby, that you couldn’t say no. Since filming was firstly set in LA, Pedro didn’t have to leave.

So on Monday’s morning, instead of going alone to work, Pedro left home with you and the baby. You arrived pretty early, it was not even 9am, because Pedro had to make some last check ups with the crew and all. While he was doing that, you stayed with him, checking if the baby was still, asleep, taking care of him if needed. Everyone was in awe when they saw your beautiful baby boy. Pedro’s never been prouder. He was a real daddy this time.

It was almost 10am when Pedro was almost ready to film, and Bella arrived. You were holding your baby, as he started to cry a little. He doesn’t really like staying still when he is not in his bed. The door opened and Bella appeared. They suddenly stopped when they realized that you were here with your baby. Their eyes widened.

“Oh my god! Congratulations!” They said running to you. “Show him!!” You turned a little, so that the baby was facing Bella. “Oh wow! He is cuter in real life” they said smiling. Pedro had sent them quite an amount of pictures since the baby was born.

“Thank you” you said, looking at how Bella was excited. Pedro was watching the scene from afar, just love in his eyes.

“Do you want to hold him?” Pedro asked, still in his chair.

“Can I?” Bella asked you

“Of course!” You smiled, moving your arms so that you could place the baby in Bella’s arms. “I have been carrying him for the past thrifty minutes, I am not going to say no to this opportunity” you joked

“He is so cute” they said, started to walk around. You sat on the couch that was next to the door, watching the scene. “How old is he now?”

“5 months” Pedro answered

“But he already wears at least 8months clothes” you added, which made Bella laugh.

“Big baby boy” Pedro said, getting up and going next to Bella. He looked at his beautiful son, that was falling asleep in Bella’s arms. “He is falling asleep” Pedro said looking at you

“Seriously? He doesn’t want to sleep in my arms, but he does with the first person he meets” you laughed. Pedro sat next to you. “I am going to hire you”

“Any time, but you better pay well” Bella joked. “You never told me his name” they started to whisper as the baby was fully asleep now. You and Pedro looked at each other smiling.

“Go ahead” you said to Pedro.

“His name is b/n b/m/n y/l/n Pascal”

“Oh so beautiful! I feel like it matches with him” Bella teased about his already strong personality. Pedro was talking with them a lot, so they knew how he was not sleeping much, how he behaved and all.

“Yeah it does” you joked

Bella had to get ready to film, Pedro was about to start to, and b/n woke up and was getting angry, so you decided to head home and let them work in peace. Anytime he got the chance, Pedro texted you to check up on you and the baby. You could see it was hard for him to go back to work. But you’ll make it work.

[study-with-aura]

Tuesday, April 16, 2024

I can tell that it is the nearing the end of the study year for me because there is so much work to be done! I nearly feel like I am not going to get to it all, but somehow I manage. I may have to do certain things while on the way or back from dance, and I eat lunch while studying too. No wonder I am so tired of the evening and feel as if I need more breaks than usual. It is partially my own fault as some of these things are supplement, so I have added them on myself, but at the same time, I enjoy doing them, like watching the historical docuseries genre that I have been into for the WWII unit. Tomorrow, I will start one on the Cold War as I will be starting the Cold War unit very soon in World History. I get so much more detail this way, and they are primary sources since there are interviews from veterans and actual footage that was released.

In other news, I don't think I like combinatorics, and I am certain these permutation and combination problems with probability are easy compared to what higher level combinatorics looks like. The formulas are fine as I can calculate them without issue, but figuring out how to take apart the word problem to input it into the formula is where I keep getting discombobulated.

Tasks Completed:

Geometry - Learned about probability with permutations and combinations + practice + honors work

Lit and Comp II - Reviewed Unit 24 vocabulary + read Act 3 Scenes 2-3 of Much Ado About Nothing by William Shakespeare + read modern translation of same scenes + wrote a diary entry for one of the characters (I went with one of the Watchmen) + worked on my literary analysis for Emma (due Friday)

Spanish 2 - Reviewed vocabulary + watched lecture video on demonstrative adjectives + practice activity

Bible I - Read 1 Samuel 18-19

World History - Read about the Marshall Plan and MacArthur's Plan for Japan + watched "The United Nations: History and Functions" + answered more WWII review questions

Biology with Lab - Read about vaccine basis + read about how to make different types of vaccines with examples

Foundations - Read more on thriftiness + completed next quiz on Read Theory + watched video on writing introductions for a speech + watched a video on introductions for persuasive speeches + watched a video on writing the conclusion to a persuasive speech

Piano - 60-minute piano lesson + practiced for one hour

Khan Academy - None today

CLEP - Completed Module 12 reading “Europe: 1945 to Present" 14.1-14.2

Streaming - Watched Greatest Events of World War II in Color episode 10

Duolingo - Studied for 15 minutes (Spanish, French, Chinese) + completed daily quests

Reading - Read pages 223-259 of Divine Rivals by Rebecca Ross

Chores - Laundry

Activities of the Day:

Personal Bible Study (2 Timothy 1)

Ballet

Pointe

Journal/Mindfulness

What I’m Grateful for Today:

I am grateful for candy! I certainly do not have it all the time because of all of the sugar (and my parents would not let me do that even if I wanted to), I do let myself enjoy a serving when I want something very sweet!

Quote of the Day:

When you give joy to other people, you get more joy in return. You should give a good thought to the happiness that you can give out.

-Eleanor Roosevelt

🎧Kreisleriana, Op. 16 - 2. Sehr innig und nicht zu rasch - Robert Schumann

[alexdelray1]

42 Miles x Fem Reader.

Song: Just like fire, by Pink.

I encourage to order and read. ;).

Part two:

-Reader, would you like some tea? - said a voice from another room.

I ignored him. I didn't want to answer when I was listening to my favorite song.

I know that I'm running out of time. I want it all…

The footsteps approached my room and stopped in front of it.

“Are you going to hang there all day?” Miles asked me. My boyfriend of two months. I was just hanging from a sash while practicing aerial sport. It was a combination of gymnastics, dance acrobatics and strength training. I had to do it to stay in shape. Spider-woman needs to train from time to time.

And I'm wishing they'd stop tryingna turn me off. I want it all…

-It's better to hang on a wire than on a line. - I commented and made another pose in which I was upside down. Of course, Miles doesn't know that I'm the hero of New York. He has a specific opinion about heroes.

-So, are you finally going to take part in some competition? You can do all this, but you don't want to show it off. - Miles said and put the cup of tea on the shelf. He walked up to me and directed me towards him.

-You know, it's all money. You need a costume, a personal trainer, a manager and everything. - I made an excuse that was somewhat true in a way. I can't appear on TV as Reader. Someone might recognize my body structure or the technique of my movements.

-I understand, but you have money like no other.- he commented, looking around the room.

-Yes, but my parents are frugally frugal.- another excuse. It's not like they bought me 20 Sims expansions and promise me more for the red bar.

-Yes, thrifty and they bought it for you.- Miles said and pointed to the sash. Fuck, the fucking son of a bitch has eyes. Fucking bottom.

-Well, I promised them that I would keep my virginity until marriage.- I said. I lie like crazy. But well, I'm like a priest who tells Catholics that he didn't touch any children. And he touched.

-Yeah something that doesn't exist anymore.- Miles laughed and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

-Just like altar boys.- I laughed. My 'watch' beeped, so I got off the sash.

And I'm walking on a wire trying to go higher, feels like I'm surrounded by clowns and liars. Even If I give it all away, I want it all.

"Do you have anything planned again?" Miles asked me and crossed his arms. This happened to me very often, that someone from the spiderverse needed me.

-Yeah, I have to help Jurek cut wood.- I said in the crowd. I quickly went to the hall and started putting on my shoes. I quickly took my backpack and opened the door.

-But everyone here- Miles didn't finish.

-Bye!- I said and ran out the door.

-They live in blocks…-

I quickly put on my costume in an alley, automatically (electrically).

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

I climbed the building and looked down.

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

I jumped and started swinging on the buildings.

Just like fire, burning up the way, If I can light the world up for just one day.

The feelings are the same as always. Excitement, disbelief and happiness.

Watch this madness, colorful charade.

And this one highest jump through which I can see the whole of New York

No one can be just like me any way.

I see so much and nothing, but it's still not enough, I will do this for the rest of my life.

Just like magic, I'll be flying free.

I remember the first time I did it and everyone was looking at me.

I'ma disappear when they come for me.

They look at me now too, but not like they did then.

I kick that ceiling what you're gonna say.

Then I was seen as something new, unpredictable and unknown…

No one can be just like me any way.

And now, I am hope.

Just like fire.

I entered the old building through the window. I don't want to risk some random guy having an existential crisis. I pressed something on the watch and Gwen's hologram came out.

-Hi Gwen, nice to see you. What's up? - I asked.

-You have to help me. "Seriously," she said nervously.

-Who do I need to fuck up? - I asked.

-That's not the point. See, I have to go to planet 1610 and--

-See your boyfriend?- I asked ;)

-No… Not only that. I also need to see some anomaly and I want to spend some time there with Miles. Can you cover for me? You know, if Miguel asks you where I am, tell him it's just too late and it's okay because he means he won't believe me - she asked hopefully.

-Sure, just don't confuse it with mine.- I joked.

-All right. Thank you. Bye, she said and hung up.

-Bye…. Time for patrol… - I said and jumped out of the window (dream).

And people like to laugh at you cause they are all the same. See I would rather we just go our diffrent way and play the game.

I entered my house after a few hours of patrol. I can finally chill out.

And no matter the weather we can do it better, you and me together forever and ever. We don't have to worry about a thing no.

I looked down and Miles' shoes were gone. I feel a bit bad now that it turned out this way. I left it at my house, I would feel weird if someone did that to me.

Beep.

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

I looked at my watch.

We came here to run it, run it, run it.

-What's going on again?- I asked tired and irritated.

-Miles, he's in danger,- Gwen said nervously.

-Which Miles?- I asked her.

-There's a good chance two. My Miles is in your universe and I think he might be in your Miles' apartment.- she replied. Fucking hell, whoa. What the fuck am I going to do? Well, of course I will save him. What if Miles has a heart attack or something when he sees himself but not himself? My love interest might fucking die.

-Okay, I'll go get him. - I said and was about to hang up.

-Wait, don't bring it to HQ.- she stopped me.

-Why?- I asked her.

-Just, I'll explain later. Okay?-

-Okay, but you have a slight debt. Bye, I said and hung up.

Now I have to save my lady in trouble. It happens to the best Sigmas.

Just like fire burning up the way.

If I could light the world up for just one day.

Watch this madness colorful charade.

No one can be just like me any way.

Just like magic, I'll be flying free.

I'ma disappear when they come for me.

I kick that ceiling what you're gonna say.

No one can be just like me any way.

Just like fire.

I climbed into Miles' room through the window. Nothing new, it has its own figures and other things.

-Oh, Reader. What are you doing here so late? - the woman who opened the door to Miles' room asked me. It was his mother, Rio.

-Good evening. Do you know where Miles is? - I asked her with a smile.

-He was here about an hour ago and went with Uncle Aron. Did you help him undo his braids?" she asked me.

-What--? Oh yeah, sure. It took a long time. I'll be going now.- I said.

I said goodbye to my probably future mother-in-law and went to the roof of the building.

If Miles didn't have braids, it means Mrs. Rio didn't see our Miles. I need to see Aron's apartment.

I put on my costume and started heading towards Uncle Aron's house.

So look, I came here to run it.

Just cause nobody's done it.

Y'all don't think I can run it.

But look I've been here I've done it.

Impossible please.

Watch I do it with ease.

You just gotta believe.

Come on come on with me.

I climbed onto the window but didn't go through it.

Oh, what's a girl to do.

I looked through it, but I didn't really realize what the situation was.

Oh, what's a girl to do.

I saw Miles without his braids, i.e. 1610, tied to a punching bag.

Oh, what's a girl to do.

Aron left the room saying something to him and after a while, came out… Prowler?

Oh, what's a girl to do.

He got close to Miles and said something while taking off his mask. Wait, is that?

Just like fire burning up the way.

If I could light the world up for just one day.

Watch this madness, colorful charade.

Miles?

No one can be just like me any way!

[dungbeatposse]

hi i wanna talk about my favourite psyfe outfits (i’ll probably be adding more to the list later but for now, it’s close to 1:30 am and i wanna brain vomit)

ps i’ll probably do this for bbz and rmpg (probably jsb3 too) cuz their styles are literally what hooks me into watching mvs and i really like paying attention to their outfits and styles

pps nothing i say will make sense unless you read my train of thought

ANYHOO, buckle up because this is a long ramble

1. tsurugi, ren and jimmy in best for you

TSURUGI’S GORGEOUS. LIKE, JAW DROPPING, STUNNING, BREATHTAKING. it’s most likely my favourite tsurugi look ever. particularly what drew me in was tsurugi’s fit. the pearls with the open chest gives him the perfect sexy masculine look that i think really suits him. it gives him a mature vibe.

i feel like i talk about ren being hot and sexy too often so yall i won’t go into it, but for this look, i really like his hair. also in the mv, the way the lighting is in some parts give him an edward cullen look almost. usually i wouldn’t like it, but ren pulled off the dark hair and pale vampire skin works for him for some reason.

jimmy’s fit is something i would personally wear. not only does it makes him look taller but it compliments his lankiness, if that makes sense. it constrasts tsurugi’s look, cuz for me it’s more towards the younger look instead of mature.

2. weesa and ryoga in tokyo spiral

yes they have warms colours and i’m biased towards that, BUT HEAR ME OUT.

this ryoga look literally started my new obsession with buying cardigans/knitted sweaters. I WANT IT. it works well with him for the mv, since his lines were delivered more relaxed in my opinion like very chill, very sweater-like. AND THE TEXTURES ON HIS PANTS LITERALLY PERFECT.

weesa’s butterfly necklace. need i say more? i will. his look is very urban, which fits the vibe of the song and mv, but it’s also very thrifty. like i swear i’ve seen that shirt and jacket in a thrift store before. not to mention his hair fits his vibe and face really well. like, he looks absolutely stunning with his hair free to frame his face than slicked back.

[squided]

Hey guys.... so I've been out of work for a month after someone rear ended me and I'm finally completely out of money. Luckily I just had enough to pay off my bills this month but I have absolutely nothing left for gas when I get my car back this week, groceries,etc. I really don't need much to get by if I keep it thrifty so every little bit helps. I prefer PayPal as it's easiest for me to transfer money but if you want to help out and can only do it some other way DM me and I can see if I can set up a way. Thank you very much and I am sorry for putting up a donation help post after so long without it but I'm in dire need to get through two more weeks until my paychecks start coming in.

PAYPAL DONATION LINK

[many-gay-magpies]

1, 3, 20, 25 for the dbd ask game!!

ahh thank you anon!! these questions are so delightful to answer <3 (adding a readmore because i once again yapped like a madman. i implore my non-dbd followers to scroll down to the answer to the last question, which is me saying why i would recommend the show, because really i would recommend it to everyone all the time. forever)

1. Who is your favourite character?

I think Charles has pretty completely solidified himself as my favorite by this point, but Crystal is a close second.

Idk, with Charles, it's just like. not surprising at all, cuz I have a pattern of adoring characters with physically abusive dads and emotional repression issues, which is a bill he definitely fits. but also he's just so. sweet and silly and he has the prettiest smile known to man and the biggest brownest eyes on this earth. And he's SO INCREDIBLY PROTECTIVE and so devoted to the people he loves, and he tries to be so good because nothing was ever good enough for his dad, and he probably bases his worth on his ability to protect and defend his loved ones because if he can't protect them then what is he even good for? he's the brawns not the brain, build for taking the hits (because that's all he could do for his dad), and he's so so kind and loving, but also so angry, and I just love him so much.

Then Crystal is just... SO interesting and such a good character and thinking about her past makes me want to cry. She was born to parents who probably never should have been parents in the first place, who spoiled her with money and material objects but never gave her their attention, so she rebelled and started acting out because why would they care? theyve never cared about anything else she's done (but maybe, feeling their dissapointment when she did something bad was as close as she ever got to feeling loved). she was mean and cruel and manipulated people for laughs, but when all her memories of her life before were wiped away and she wound up in a situation with people who actually cared about her, she got BETTER. she had a shit childhood and was a shitty person because of it but she's also so kind and feels everything so, so deeply and I just adore her man.

3. A character you think is underrated/ underappreciated.

mannnnn i'd be inclined to say crystal but ive actually seen so so many posts talking about the exact same things i was just saying and touting their love for her in all her messed-up complicated teenage girl glory, so. crystal is nowhere near as under-appreciated as she could be and its a fucking BLESSING.

otherwise i'd say maybe tragic mick? he's so cool man. he's a walrus stuck on land looking like a man. he has an absolutely killer magic shop. is he immortal? idk but that magic shop is old as hell and he has the sense of having hung around a while. i think it would be fun if sedna cursed him to stay human but made him immortal while she was at it. he tried to stop esther from making the machine that drains ghosts, and yet all esther's torture couldn't have happened the way it did without him, because everything she had she bought from his store. where did he get all that stuff? does he buy from collectors? did he travel the world accumulating stuff to try and find a way to turn back into a walrus and realize it would make a killer business? he has untapped relationship potential if youre the shippy sort, like with the cat king and also kashi, which i am going to make a post about as soon as i finish this ask because ive just had a fucking EPIPHANY. tragic mick rocks

20. Which characters style do you like the best?

i think probably crystal and niko, with charles coming in after them. crystal feels closest to my own personal style, all artsy and thrown together and kind of thrifty-looking, and i respect it very much and also think we could swap clothes (or like, i could donate her my clothes, and if she had baggy jackets they might fit me. girlie is short as hell). then niko's style is more, like, organized and thought-out than mine, but i absolutely ADORE her bright colors and fully-coordinated makeup and hairstyles and accessories and god she is just goals. then of course charles is wonderfully underground 80's punk and i adore it.

25. Why do you recommend the show?

god why WOULDNT i recommend the show? i think literally my only gripe is how short it is, but that's the fault of modern streaming culture. literally everything else about it i can think of is fucking amazing, no notes.

in a more general surface-level sense, it is wonderfully campy and fun and just SUCH a great spooky, adventurous watch! but then it fucking battering rams you in the chest with excellent character dynamics and complex characterization and soul-grabbing devotion and character development. it has some of the best and most complex female characters i've seen on television—women that are allowed to mess up and do bad things but still be fundamentally GOOD characters—and some of the most heart-capturing friendships/relationships ive ever had the pleasure of witnessing, of course with charles and edwin first and foremost, but also with edwin and niko, edwin and crystal, charles and crystal, jenny and niko and crystal, just fucking ALL OF THEM. there's so much fucking LOVE in these eight episodes, clearly woven into every scene and snatch of dialogue.

it also has one of my favorite villains ever in the form of esther, just. full unapologetic morally irreprehensible evil badass of all time. yeah she feeds kids to her giant snake to stay young and beautiful, its honestly NBD. she is the most wonderful evil hot terrible villain of all time and i love her, and i love how EVERYONE ELSE loves her. also her downfall was so fucking satisfying and perfect and i adored it, really just peak justice being served in the wickedest way possible.

ive said this before but dead boy detectives has the sense of having some of the most REALISTIC characters and dialogue ive ever seen, with the way they speak and react to things and such, without having the like. "haha we're so REALISTIC and GRIM and GRITTY and DARK, look at how realistic we are. humanity sucks and no one is good and everything is ironic because nothing really matters" tone of some tv these days. it feels like real complex people got shoved into a fun campy supernatural universe and it's fucking EVERYTHING.

if anyone reading this has not seen the show, i say please please do watch it—not just to get us more views for hope of the cancellation being retracted or anything, i dont honestly have that much hope of it succeeding. but ill say watch it anyway, because its just so wholly amazingly GOOD and i think everyone deserves to see it—if it gets renewed, or if it NEVER does and this one season is all we get of it. its still just such a fucking fantastic work of cinema, and the ending is hopeful enough to feel like a satisfying closing point even without a second season to wrap up the more ongoing plotpoints.

[twilightmalachite]

Machina - Test World 6

Author: Kino Seitaro (with Akira)

Characters: Mika, Shu, Natsume, Tsumugi

Translator: Mika Enstars

"Kagehira has gotten involved in some shady business practices involving cryptocurrency… Now, do you realize the gravity of the situation?"

Season: Winter

Location: Dressing Room

Mika: (Hmm~… What was so bad about it?)

(Does Oshi-san just not like digital art that much?)

(He’s pretty particular about the material and narrative behind his works, so maybe he thought my works, which were mostly design, lacked context.)

(But, design is also a part of art too…I would’ve been happy if he could’a at least given me an evaluation of that.)

Nnah~… But I guess in the end it’s me who’s lackin’.

I failed t’make a work that satisfied Oshi-san, and that’s that.

…I’ve decided. This time I’ll just have t’sit down and make a work of art that’ll satisfy him!

So far I’ve been interpretin’ digital art only in terms of novelty, but now I’m gonna challenge m’self with expressions unique to only digital art!

Just ya wait, Oshi-san~! I’ll have ya gasp in awe!

Location: ES Hallway

Shu: ……

(I stormed out of the dressing room due to a circumstance I did not foresee.)

(And Kagehira… He’s not chasing after me.)

(Usually, he would be running after with a reddened face. He seems to be quite fond of SSVRS.)

Hmph. My goodness, just who on earth showed Kagehira something like this… I suspect it was at that boy’s suggestion or something.

I have a word or two for him. I don’t know what he’s planning, but I’ve had a poor experience with SSVRS once already.

Location: NewDi Office (Conference Area)

Tsumugi: ♪~ ♪~ (sweeping dust with a broom)

Natsume: …… (scooping up the dust with dustpan)

Tsumugi: Wow, you’ve been a huge help helping me clean up the office, Natsume-kun~! ♪

I was busy at the end of the year, so I wanted to get it done before the first day back at work at NewDi. ♪

Natsume: Do you know what “first day back at work” meaNS?

Tsumugi: Yup. It’s the first official work day for the agency’s workers and affiliated idols!

Natsume: ThEN, what is it we’re doing right nOW?

Tsumugi: This is off-duty housecleaning!

We’ve gotten quite a lot of money all at once from SS, but we’ve always been thrifty thinking at NewDi, so I figured I'd clean it voluntarily. ♪

Natsume: I don’t understand your reasoniNG. Aren’t my labor costs are quite hiGH?

WeLL, I also had lots of work to do on the Phantom Airship before work officially startED. And nothing will change no matter what I tell yOU, anywAY…

I’m only helping out so that Sora could take a New Year’s holidAY, not for your saKE, Senpai. AlrigHT? Got iT?

Tsumugi: Yes, of course! ♪ You were very helpful, Natsume-kun. ♪

Shu: …Boy!

Tsumugi: ...? Oh, that’s…

Shu: You have a moment? I need to speak with you!

Natsume: What’s wroNG, Shu-niisan? You seem to be in a foul moOD.

I apologize if this four-eyed mophead did somethiNG.

Tsumugi: Eeh!? I-It’s my fault?!

Natsume: If a superior’s wrath is incurrED, it’s because of yoU. Just another part of the daily routiNE.

By the wAY. I had heard that you went back abroad once SS had endED—You’ve returned alreaDY?

Shu: Yes, for a small errand.

But nevermind that. It appears that Kagehira has gotten involved with SSVRS while I was in Europe. I am looking for the person responsible for introducing it to him.

Kagehira has gotten involved in some shady business practices involving cryptocurrency… Now, do you realize the gravity of the situation?

Tsumugi: Shady business practices, you say…?

Shu: Yes. He is being made to create digital commodities and have them be sold fraudulently.

They call it a virtual currency and decorate it with fancy rhetoric to trick people. However, it is not so simple!

I had also felt that L$ was risky, but currencies created by some people are not credible.

Natsume: HmM. I did hear a server for cryptocurrency had been set up for use within SSVRS, but I didn’t expect Mika-kun to be involvED…

But Shu-niisan, the way I see iT, isn’t Mika-kun doing it voluntariLY?

I also have connections with the game company that developed SSVRS.

From my perspectiVE, It’s a legitimate and honest company with nothing unusual about iT.

They’ve also been cautious about introducing cryptocurrenCY, and it’s currently operated solely within the limited space of the Test World.

It’s not like people from the dark society are involved and forcing Mika-kun to work for thEM.

Isn’t he enjoying the process of creating works and getting paid for iT, tOO?

There is the possibility that perhaps he is simply enjoying this new form of art called digital aRT—

Shu: Enough nonsense. If those from the game company are involved, introduce them to me. At once!

Or did you think you could fool me with that evasive attitude of yours…?!

Natsume: ……

Tsumugi: Umm~, please excuse me for interrupting…

Sora-kun recently recruited test players for the Test World. Maybe Mika-kun was invited by him?

Shu: Is that true, boy?

Natsume: « You didn’t need to mention that… »

SiGH. Continually evading things doesn't work against yOU, Shu-niisan.

I just didn’t want to put Sora up against an angry Shu-niisan… You’re quick as ever to mess uP, aren't yOU, Senpai.

Tsumugi: Ahh, so that’s what it was. I’m sorry.

Natsume: That's enouGH. Either wAY, I can’t lie to Shu-niisan.

Natsume: It was probably Sora who introduced Mika-kun to SSVRS. BuT, Sora wouldn’t ever teach him about cryptocurrency out of maliCE.

He loves new technologies innocentLY, and is unaware of their dangeRS. That’s aLL.

Let’s go meet up with Sora, and ask him why he invited Mika-kun to the world of SSVRS.

Before we condemn SSVRS and cryptocurrenciES, let’s at least hear him out for iT.

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[oldmanbayou]

how to start a garden with no money

Most people who know me know how much a hate spending money on things. I’m reasonably comfortable financially now, but I graduated right at the very start of the recession and was barely making ends meet for the first decade of my adulthood. So thriftiness is sort of embedded in me. Besides wanting to save the planet, I think just being kind of a cheapskate is where my homesteader mindset probably comes from. A commenter on another post gave me this lovely idea for a writing prompt -- Thrifty Gardening! 

Here’s what really pisses me off about gardening -- It’s not the act of gardening but then unbelievably sexist gardening industry that tries to sell us tools and supplies. I mean just look at the ads -- it’s a bunch of ladies and their babies. Even though there are tons of dudes who garden, they are under the impression that gardening is dominated by women and I swear to god, they stick a women’s tax on gardening supplies in response. SO much of what they try to sell us looks aesthetically pleasing on the surface, but then turn out to be overpriced uni-taskers and pure junk! A lot of it is stuff you can find in a hardware store or Tractor Supply that they’ve rehashed as gardening supplies and jacked the price up. (Note for clarification - despite my handle, I happen to be a lady.)

Starting a garden doesn’t need to be an expensive endeavor. You don’t need special tools or equipment to start one. You don’t really need much of anything!

Here are the BAREBONES BASIC essentials you need to start a garden. If you do have a little bit of cash to spend, I’ll put the extras in at the end that will make your life easier and have a higher chance of success. 

1. Forget transplants from the gardening shop - Get yourself some seeds! Cost: $0. Hear me out:   • Do a quick google search: “seed library near me”. See if there happens to be one nearby and check it out if there is! • Check out this amazing organization, Free Heirloom Seeds. They have a lengthy list of seeds and you can get 4 packs of whatever you want for free!  • Gardeners LOVE sharing their seeds! We also get super excited about new gardeners and want to help them out and share our wisdom (hi). If you are on Facebook, do a search for local garden groups and join a couple. Post to the group and just tell them you’re starting from nothing and ask if anyone has some extra seeds they want to get rid of! You’ll likely get a few people who would love to help a newbie out. • Butter up some old folks! I am ridiculously shy and have no social skills but nonetheless, I have still unintentionally landed on free seeds and free plants just from casually chatting with locals. Every year, my town has a big townwide tag sale. A lot of these tag sales tend to be from retired folks who are downsizing and moving away. Many of these old folks have big, beautiful, impressive gardens that they’ve developed over many decades. As shy as I am, of course I need to compliment them on their garden! And that gets them going, and then they inevitably end up gifting me seed packets or plants that need a new caretaker. One woman I met really scored me a jackpot when she gifted me the  seeds she’d been harvesting from her garden year after year for generations and are functionally landrace varieties specifically suited for the exact microclimate of my little pocket of the world. I’ve also accidentally gotten a lot of garden supplies for free this way! 2. Next is the garden plot! Cost: $0-$20 • If you have dirt, you don’t need a raised bed. They’re expensive to build, require shipping a giant pile soil, and are so unnecessary. The most overrated gardening ploy of our time! Unless your soil is toxic or you have physical limitations necessitating a raised bed, just use the ground! The ground will be a better insulator than a raised bed, providing better protection to your plants from temperature fluctuations. It also typically has both better water retention and drainage than a raised bed. (If you DO need a raised bed -- try straw bales or finding a used trough and drilling some holes on the bottom.) • Moving on! If you don’t have a pre-existing garden plot or bare patch of dirt to work with, you’ll probably need to dig up a plot, likely involving removing chunks of grass, which is sort of exhausting work. If you aren’t blessed with livestock to do the dirty work for you, a spade or garden fork will serve you well in the garden. You might be able to find one for very little money at a tag sale or on craigslist. But if you need to buy one, they're usually around $20 new.  • If you don’t have ground to work with, container gardening is a perfectly legitimate way to garden! Keep an eye on craigslist/FB marketplace for people giving away planters. You can also make your own out of trash -- Any food container can be a planter. You can poke holes at the bottom for drainage with a screwdriver, nail, awl, or pretty much any sharp object (if you’re truly starting with nothing and don’t even have basic tools at your disposal like a screwdriver, two words - DOLLAR TREE.) Berry containers and those plastic boxes that salad mixes come in make excellent mini greenhouses. 

3. Plant your seeds! Cost: $0-$16.25.  • Option A: Direct sow - If you really want to go the totally free route, you can just stick the seeds in the ground. Refer to the seed packet and/or Farmer’s Almanac to determine timing.  • Option B: Start indoors - All you need for starting seeds indoors is some containers, potting mix, and a window. If you ever buy eggs again, egg cartons can make terrific seed starting trays. If you ever buy transplants at a store, start hoarding those little containers they come in because those are ideal for starting seeds and will last years! As I stated above about container gardening, any food containers can be reused as planters if you just poke some drainage holes at the bottom with a sharp object. For soil, any potting mix will suffice, which a bag will run you about $5-$15 depending on bag size (note: don’t use dirt from the outdoors for container plants). Once they are ready to go outside, make sure to harden them off first by gradually acclimating them to the outdoors over the course of a week. When you’re ready to transplant them, all you need is a trowel to dig a hole, which can be found at Dollar Tree for $1.25.  **Free and simple watering can on a pinch: Try a soda bottle!

Non-essentials but a good idea: • If starting seeds indoors, a seed starting potting mix will give you a much better germination rate and the seedlings a better start at life. This runs about $6-$8 for a small bag (I only use this stuff in seed starting trays because of the expense. Once the seedlings outgrow their trays, I either stick them in the ground or upgrade them to a larger container with regular potting mix.)  • If starting seeds indoors, investing in a grow light will result in an easier time and prevent leggy seedlings. A regular lightbulb isn’t really going to cut it, but you can find a basic grow light easily enough on Amazon for less than $20.  • Fencing. Unless you live in a very urban area with no concerns about wildlife, something is most likely going to want to eat your garden! Honestly, I just use this fairly inexpensive wire fencing ziptied to some garden stakes and the only critters I’ve had issues with are chipmunks. It’s $45 and a roll goes a long way. You can find even cheaper options for $30. Garden stakes usually run $2 each and Dollar Tree carries packs of zipties. (You can also buy a bulk pack of zipties with various sizes for $6 on Amazon.) I also don’t have a door on my fence--I just have a cinder block on both sides of the fence that I use to step over it ($2 per block = $4). A door could be nice for occasional wheelbarrow loads but eh....doors are an overrated added expense!  • Soil test. A soil test will reveal what nutrients are already in your soil and your soil’s pH level. If you base what you plant off of your pre-existing soil conditions, you’ll have a higher chance of success. If you’re growing food and suspect there might be a chance your soil might not be safe for that, you may need to send it to a lab for testing. Costs on this can vary wildly depending on where you live and what resources you have for this kind of thing. Otherwise, the at-home kits are perfectly sufficient. I use the Luster Leaf rapid tests, which are $17.  • For weeds, I just use a garden cultivator (it’s the size of a trowel and looks like a claw), and guess where you can get one for practically nothing? That’s right - Dollar Tree! $1.25

Don’t be fooled by aesthetics in the garden catalogs. This is my thrifty garden (taken in July--it’s of course covered in snow right now). It’s substantially larger than it was when I first started off about 5 years ago, but I’ve not really made many upgrades!

The squash trellis is a new addition that I paid nothing for. I built it out of scrapwood and some leftover fencing. Trellises are the most obnoxiously and pointlessly overpriced of all garden things - Another post for another day!

[mattydemise]

Sometimes I feel sick about the life I live. It’s so comfortable. I love my job. I make good money. I live in a beautiful area on the coast. I live a very fortunate and privileged life. It makes me feel sick sometimes. I’m surrounded by fashionable clothes, expensive perfumes, books, and other superfluous fucking luxuries. Sometimes I wish I lost it all just so I could pick myself up and learn to live a different life. I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately and how it pertains to my lifestyle and my ever growing attempts to live cleaner and more naturally. My privilege affords me the luxury of my vegan lifestyle and that veganism is at the very heart of who I am. I used to get into petty and juvenile little arguments with an ex because she was trying to push veganism onto me and I was happy as a vegetarian. I would argue back simply because I dislike having things pushed onto me. “You always hurt the one you love,” right? Would that I could go back and slap myself upside the head. I soon decided I didn’t want to be in conflict anymore and just accepted veganism. It was a watershed moment. The whole concept really clicked for me quickly and the eventual distance gave me the chance to really examine why it was so important to me and how it’s so different from vegetarianism. That’s a different topic for another day though. I’ve often read that one of the flaws of veganism is that it’s an exclusionary lifestyle (in more ways than one) and that most one of the biggest critiques is how classist it is. I can see how difficult it’d be for people in different circumstances than my own and I believe that’s why so many people are critical of vegans; some aspects of it can be overly elitist, pretentious, and snobby. If I didn’t have the life I do, it’d make my lifestyle more difficult, but that appeals to me. Having to thrive more on basic wholefoods, being more thrifty, emphasising packing as much nutritional value into my meals for as cheaply as possible, etc. My point for all of this is that it wouldn’t be bad to not live so comfortably, to struggle a little, to shoulder heavier burdens. I thought heartbreak was a heavy burden, and it was, but it’s nothing when you’re surrounded by so much love and positivity. Ultimately, what I want to convey here is that we can all live a little more naturally and that a little adversity isn’t a bad thing. As this year progresses I’m going to focus on leaving my comfort zones and experiencing more. There’s more I can be doing, both for myself and for everyone else. Those are my focuses for the year ahead.

[msfbgraves]

Konmari day 13: specials

Ah, they got me again with the specials, didn't they? Don't we all have our weaknesses!

So, when doing paper, I found this coupon thing for my new coffee maker, and went through the slightly laborious process of making an account to take advantage of it. I also registered all my other coffee too.

1000 points. Seemed legit.

Well, except those 1000 points are of course worth nothing, and I had the one coupon left.

Now I knew I had to throw the thing out and think no more about it. Ah, but fomo - what if I missed a great deal?

I needed 6 more packages to qualify for the discount, which was the same amount I needed to get to some points total that would be redeemable for anything at all, so I did, buying more coffee than I needed and the hot chocolate I had such fond memories of.

Now I am not a total idiot. I know those points only exist to incentivise you to keep buying their brand.

But maybe this was more luxiurious than I'd otherwise allow myself. Maybe... And they came with some extra special free recycling bags.

Well the stuff arrived and the hot chocolate is, like fine. I definitely can make nicer myself for a fraction of the cost and not much more effort but it is OK. The price of the discount was OK - I could have gotten some for slightly less but this isn't a ripoff.

However. I immediately redeemed those points on some vague charity, because I was not going to buy yet another packet of coffee to qualify for a Zalando discount, which is all they offer. So now I have no incentive to buy even one packet more of coffee. And I did tell you that I had the creeping suspicion that however much advantage you take of supermarket specials, the biggest savings are in making sure you simply do not have to go to the supermarket.

Well, since the month is almost over, this seems eerily correct. Every time I go to the supermarket I spend around €30, so if you go one time less (because you in a cleaner house, find it in you to actually cook), that saves you far more than endless bargain hunting and coupon cutting could ever hope to save you. (Unless you are one of those extreme couponers, but honestly, that is a very American thing it's hard to replacate here.)

Now if you simply go because you need food, of course you can take advantage of a few specials you build your meals around. But I've been going a little more often to take advantage of a specific bargain and - no. No. A bargain really is only a bargain if you would have bought something anyway if it weren't on sale, my grandmother was right. The coffee is on sale but you honestly would not have bought coffee if it weren't? Don't. Cook what you have, buy what you need - full price what do you care, and stay out of the shop. In a months' time, I have spent demonstrably less than the other way around, even if you take all the other saving measures into account: store out of sight, put it in smaller packages etc. There are just too many extra things I demonstrably otherwise pick up 'since I'm here' even if I don't think I do.

Now of course none of that would have worked if a tidier house did not in fact make it easier to cook in the first place. And I also don't really understand how it gells with that other bit of thrifty wisdom, that you're supposed to buy in bulk. Still, it seems, again, and at least for me, that you gain more by letting go of what doesn't serve you rather than by having more of something you do not honestly need.

Maybe my instincts were correct, and releasing no longer wanted things releases some kind of energy, more than any half-wanted thing could ever give you.

So however much of a steal something I wasn't going to buy anyway seems -

It's better to spend that money on something you were going to buy and pocketing the time you save not having to take advantage of a 'deal.'

And though it hurts - throw any specials for stuff you otherwise would not have bought, if you like it... out!

Not there yet.

Am trying.

At least I now know it is a legit, if small, problem.

[rainbowywitch]

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Hello, everyone, and thank you for reading my story. I am Mohammed Shamia, a fourth year student of laboratory medicine. i’ve spent all my time since evacuating thinking of nothing but evacuating my relatives. How does one think of the future whilst trying to secure his family’s mere survival? I still can’t think of the future, because the crossing has been closed for almost 4 months now, and conditions in Gaza have grown even more impossible than they were when I was there. Now, I have to think of supporting my relatives so that they don’t need to begin spending their evacuation & resettlement funds. Your solidarity and support has helped me raise my relatives’ evacuation fees, & for that my gratitude will last a lifetime. My task now is to sustain the following relatives, whose health worsens with every traumatic displacement (the IOF, if you’ve noticed, is forcing people to move their tents far more frequently than before). -My parents -My grandparents. -My brother Hassan -My sister Samah, her husband, & their 3 children Just barely feeding these 10 people costs $600 a week. A package of laundry detergent costs $100, and there are of course other expenses as well, like my mother’s medication for arrhythmia. A flat $3,000 will enable them to barely sustain themselves. My family will also need: -To pay living expenses for myself, my cousins Heba, Munther, and Jomana, and Jomana’s husband and 3 children in Cairo. None of us have Egyptian citizenship or permanent residency, and so we cannot work. Fortunately, we are thrifty, and live in a humble neighborhood called Matereya, and so we can collectively get by on $600. -Since my university in Gaza has been destroyed, i will likely need to finish my education here in Egypt. Semesterly tuition costs run around ~$3,000 for Palestinian expatriate students. As you know, the Rafah crossing has been closed two months, and all of the relatives for whom I’ve raised the registration fee remain in Gaza.

We try to support them without dipping into donations allocated for other purposes, but life in Gaza is extremely expensive. A pack of diapers will cost you $100, and accessing critical health services (which babies often require given the deeply unhealthy environment they inhabit) can really hurt your pockets, to say the least. For now, I will add $1,000 to give us a modest cushion and make our goal a clean $70,000. Again, my family deeply appreciates your solidarity and support. With love, Mohammed

[dorefasolsido]

43. Omg it's been a while

10 HOW’S

How did you get one of your scars?

Two years ago I was rollerskating with my sister and a tiny rock got stuck in my wheels, so I basically flew forward and slid headfirst into some debris. Luckily, I have plenty of experience falling on rollerskates, so there was no significant damage, but my elbows were hella scraped. So I still have a scar on one of them.

How did you celebrate your last birthday?

I didn't do anything for my birthday, really. I wasn't feeling it anyway, and one friend was celebrating her move to Germany on that day with a picnic, so I just went to that instead. But I am planning to do something for this one! I haven't received any presents in two years lol

How are you feeling at this moment?

Pretty good right now! I finished all my work for this month, so I can take a bit of a break, and thank god for that.

How did your night go last night?

Well I was working my ass off until like 1:30 AM lol. It's not that I had to, but inspiration hit hard, and I couldn't let it go to waste.

How did you do in high school?

Pretty well in the academic sense, that was never too difficult for me. Very poorly in the social sense, though I did have some friends, only one of which I am still in touch with today.

How did you get the shirt you’re wearing?

I think my mum bought it for me ages ago, it's probably from my high school days.

How often do you see your best friend?

I saw her last in 2018 since we live in different countries, and lots of things came up in the meantime that prevented us from visiting each other. I want to do that soon, though.

How much money did you spend last month?

I feel like I was more thrifty in June? Aside from the Scandinavian trip I paid for, I think I tried to contain myself a bit.

How old do you want to be when you get married?

I don't want to get married.

How old will you be at your next birthday?

I'll be 29 very soon.

9 WHAT’S

What is the most important part of your life?

Hmm, my family and my writing. I do a lot of the latter, but mostly not for myself, which is something I want to change.

What did you do last weekend?

I was working throughout the weekend (the joy of end of the month deadlines), and aside from that, nothing special. For the past week I barely even left my house because I am on a socializing break, and it's been so wonderful.

What did you last cry over?

I don't really remember tbh. But I must have cried recently because June is somehow always such a bad month for me. So I was in a pretty gloomy mood before I went on my socializing break. But that has been really healing.

What are you worried about?

About the book translation deadline lol. I'm not even halfway through, and they already asked me when I am going to deliver it. At the same time, though, I can't force myself to work on it now.

What is your mother’s name?

I'm too paranoid to answer that.

What always makes you feel better when you’re upset?

Run BTS or any BTS content really, driving around aimlessly while blasting music, those awful sweaty dance cardio workouts. And like, renewing my hair colour.

What would you rather be doing?

Right now, nothing. I'm happy I finally got to do this, since I either wasn't in the mood or was too busy for months.

What’s the most important thing you look for in a significant other?

I guess what would be the most important is just understanding and respecting each other. Everything else can fall into place if those two things are there.

What did you have for breakfast?

Nothing.

EIGHT HAVE YOU’S

Have you ever done something outrageously dumb?

Oh for sure. Just recently I've texted someone I know I absolutely should have no contact with. But eh, so far so good.

Have you ever had sex on the beach?

Nope.

Have you ever been backstabbed by a friend?

I don't think I've ever been outright backstabbed, but I've had moments when I realized, yeah, this person is not my friend.

Have you ever been out of the country?

Yup.

Have you ever dated someone younger than you?

Nope.

Have you ever liked someone who already had somebody?

Well yeah, I sometimes get these platonic crushes on taken people lol. I would never do anything about it, and I genuinely think it happens because I know they are unavailable and therefore are "safe".

Have you ever been brokenhearted?

Sure have.

Have you ever read an entire book in one day?

Oh yeah, Stephen King's Carrie just last year. It's a short book and it hooked me right in, I spent the whole day in my room just reading.

SEVEN WHO’S:

Who is the last person you saw?

My sister.

Who is the last person that you texted?

My best friend.

Who called you last?

My dad, I think? But I missed the call, and he talked to my sister instead.

Who is the last person you hung out with?

Aside from my sister and grandma, no one in particular in almost two weeks. But I've had more than enough hanging out at the beginning of June.

Who did you hug last?

No idea, maybe my parents when I came home?

Who is the last person that texted you?

My best friend.

Who was the last person you said “I love you” to?

Oh I have no idea, I don't say that very often.

SIX WHERE’S:

Where does your best friend live?

In Lithuania.

Where is your favorite place to be?

Depends, but right now, I enjoy nothing more than being right here in my childhood home alone.

Where did you sleep last night?

My bed.

Where did you last hang out?

Two weeks ago I met two of my friends at one lake in Belgrade.

Where do/did you go to school?

Elementary and high school in my hometown, university in Belgrade.

Where did you last adventure to?

Well, I did quite a bit of mountain climbing at the beginning of June.

FIVE DO’S/DOES

Do you ever wish you were someone else?

Yup, quite often. Not because I hate my life or anything (well, most of the time lol), but because I would like to experience how it is to be, I don't know, a famous singer, or an astronaut, or an explorer, or all these other things. I can't do all that in this one life, I've chosen my path and I don't regret it, but still, it would be cool to have all these other experiences.

Do you think anyone despises you?

I'm not really sure. I don't think anyone full-on despises me, but I can think of at least one person who might dislike me. Yet, at the same time, she does like texting once in a while.

Do you like someone right now?

Nope.

Does the future scare you?

Eh, sometimes. It depends, sometimes I feel like I can take on anything, and sometimes I have no idea how I'll make it past 30.

Do you have any secret powers?

Not that I am aware of.

FOUR WHY’S:

Why are you best friends with your best friend(s)?

We've been there for each other through good and bad, it's easy to talk to her about anything, and we are both very different but also match really well.

Why did your parents give you the name you have?

I have no idea lol. I think my dad wanted to name me after my grandpa if I was a boy, my mum was against it, but it didn't matter anyway, because I turned out to be a girl. I mean, Mila can be seen as a shorter version of my grandpa's name, soooo, maybe that's why?

Why did you get a myspace?

I actually never had it lol.

Why are you doing this survey?

This looked fun! I like surveys that have some kind of a theme or a special style or something like that.

THREE IF’S:

If you could have one super power what would it be?

Teleportation because ho boy, I could spend a 15-minute break literally anywhere in the world.

If you could go back in time and change one thing, would you?

I wouldn't after all.

If you could live anywhere, where would it be?

Germany (probably Berlin) or maybe Lisbon. Japan is high up on my list of countries I want to visit, but since I haven't gone there yet, I can't say if I'd like to live there.

TWO WOULD-YOU-EVER’S:

Would you ever shave your head to save someone you love?

Yeah, why not. I mean, hair seems like a small price to pay for someone's life.

Would you ever get back together with any of your exes if they asked you?

Hopefully not.

LAST ONE:

Are you happy with how your life has turned out?

I'm okay with it

[atopvisenyashill]

asoiaf songs

i used to make playlists and fanmixes allllll the time (rip 8tracks, you were a real one) and I had a lil mini asoiaf to listen to when i was reading, i'm gonna subject everyone to the songs now.

time to pretend - bran stark

I'll miss the comfort of my mother And the weight of the world I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home Yeah, I'll miss the boredom And the freedom and the time spent alone But there is really nothing, nothing we can do Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew

there was a gifset with this song that i saw years ago and i dug through my entire asoiaf tag on my other blog and couldn't find it i'm devastated!!!

the parting glass (the version from twd with emily kinney and lauren cohan) - starklings

but since it falls unto my lot that i should rise and you should not i’ll gently rise and i’ll softly call goodnight and joy be with you all

swear to god, right after the red wedding aired, someone made a sad ass starklings graphic with those line and it ruined my whole year and once again i can't find it.

bang bang (my baby shot me down) - theon/robb

Now he's gone, I don't know why And 'til this day, sometimes I cry He didn't even say goodbye He didn't take the time to lie Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down

until we bleed - jon/ygritte

You wasted your times On my heart you've burned And if bridges gotta fall Then you'll fall, too Doors slam, lights black You're gone, come back Stay gone, stay clean I need you to need me So we're bound to linger on We drink the fatal drop Then love until we bleed Then fall apart in parts

(this one came from my seventeen year old brain and they're a genius for it honestly)

blood in the water - cersei lannister

Now I am the violence I am the sickness Won't accept your silence Beg me for forgiveness We'll never get free Lamb to the slaughter What you gon' do when there's blood in the water? The price of your greed, your son and your daughter What you gon' do when there's blood in the water?

(also just my brain, although really, you could apply this song to a lot of characters, i just think it fits cersei's story the best)

king - rhaenyra/daenerys

The very thing you're best at is the thing that hurts the most But you need your rotten heart Your dazzling pain like diamond rings You need to go to war to find material to sing I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king I need my golden crown of sorrow My bloody sword to swing My empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king

would that i - braime

With each love I cut loose I was never the same Watching still living roots be consumed by the flame I was fixed on your hand of gold Laying waste to my lovin' long ago And it's not tonight Where I'm set alight And I blink in sight Your blinding light Oh, it's not tonight You hold me tight And the fire bright Oh, let it blaze alright, honey Oh, but you're good to me Oh, you're good to me Oh, but you're good to me, baby

(this one was my brain too, although recent obviously)

no sound but the wind - robb stark

We can never go home We no longer have one I'll help you carry the load I'll carry you in my arms We walk through the ash And the charred remains of our country Keep an eye on my back I'll keep an eye on the road Help me to carry the fire To keep it alight together Help me to carry the fire This road won't go on forever

immigrants we get the job done - varys

Man, I was brave, sailing on graves Don't think I didn't notice those tombstones disguised as waves I'm no dummy, here is something funny, you can be an immigrant without risking your lives Or crossing these borders with thrifty supplies All you got to do is see the world with new eyes

endless night - bran stark

You promised you'd be there Whenever I needed you Whenever I call your name You're not anywhere I'm trying to hold on Just waiting to hear your voice One word, just a word will do To end this nightmare I know that the night must end And that the sun will rise And that the sun will rise

THIS IS MY ULTIMATE BRAN SONG.

[saneinthissociety]

How would my day look like if I was a heroin addict?

I wake up in the morning, later than I would prefer to, but my sleep is not restful, sometimes I get hyperactive before midnight and find it hard to fall asleep at a normal hour. Plus, I still feel the effect of the drugs I overdosed throughout the day. But coming back to the morning, I wake up, restless, wishing I hadn't woken up at all. The willingness to start over with a new day faded away with my sluggishness and lack of energy. I get myself to the kitchen, trying to pull off some of the healthy habits that I established for myself. If I don't do them now, when I'm sober, I will not do them later in the day.

And that's when it strikes me, I see it somewhere on my table, I can smell it, I feel my blood starting to boil and the scars on my wrists itching. I take it out, my heroin, I melt it on my kitchen spoon, take out a syringe and a needle, I don't care if the needle was used already and touched dirty surfaces. I am doing all this automatically, I don't think, I don't control myself. I inject it into my body and the moment I squish in the last drop, I start to regret doing that. But the numbing effect comes quickly and any last rational thought I had disappears. I wanted to do so much today but now I am only able to lay down and give into my hallucinations. And for a moment I stop caring about all these things I was supposed to do but never will.

I wake up from my intoxication after an hour. My head still hurts and I have a bad taste in my mouth. I don't know what was happening for the past 60 minutes, I was far away from here, in another reality. I start feeling the regret, disgust and disappointment. But there's also this discomfort that never leaves me, coloured with fear, anxiety, pain and a sense of emptiness. I can't stand it, I can't let myself feel it. I blindly reach out for another dose, I inject it in without even looking. And I lie down again. I don't feel like going out, if I do, I always come back exhausted anyway. I break my souvenir mug I received from my dear friend, back then, when meeting people did not seem like an activity requiring abnormal strength. I step on the shattered glass, but I am high so I don't care.

This time, my euphoria has some distortions, I start seeing events and people from my past, so I take fentanyl in a pill. After all, it's used by doctors for pain relief and anaesthesia. The episodes of my high are disturbed by quick breaks when I need to inject more heroin or switch to another position. The worst is when someone calls me on my cell, or when I receive a Whatsapp message I should reply to. I have nothing to say, I do nothing interesting and I need to pretend I am feeling normal and upbeat... As soon as I start gaining any sense of reality, I numb myself with another pill.

The day passes and I don't know what was happening. I was drugged and alone. It's already Sunday evening, a workweek starts tomorrow and I'm not ready. I wing it, lunch, ironing, cleaning. Sometimes I skip it altogether, I will worry tomorrow, when I'm sober. If I'm sober... I go to the bathroom, should take a shower. My tshirt smells like drugs, I spilled some melted heroin on me. Because I am very thrifty, I licked it off the cotton fabric. After all, it's almost like rubbing it into one's gum. But the stain and smell stayed there. I look at myself in the mirror, at the dark circles under my eyes and bad complexion and I realise I have not rested at all. I haven't recovered from the daily stresses of my life. And now I'm going to bed to get my restless sleep only to wake up tomorrow, ashamed and awaiting till I am alone with my syringe to get myself high again.

[autolovecraft]

He changed his business, but something always preyed upon him.

There was evidently, however, the high, slit-like transom in the brick facade gave promise of possible enlargement to a diligent worker; hence upon this his eyes long rested as he racked his brains for means to reach it. There was nothing like a ladder in the tomb, and the source of a task whose performance deserved every possible stimulus. The borders of the space were entirely of brick, and there seemed little doubt but that he could shortly chisel away enough to allow his body to pass.

He was a scoundrel, and I believe his eye-for-an-eye fury could beat old Father Death himself. Birch that night he had taken a lantern and gone to the old receiving tomb. Maddened by the sound, or by the stench which billowed forth even to the open air, the waiting horse gave a scream that was too frantic for a neigh, and plunged madly off through the night, the wagon rattling crazily behind it. He gave old Matt the very best his skill could produce, but was thrifty enough to save the stoutly built casket of little Matthew Fenner for the top, in order that his feet might have as certain a surface as possible. Tired and perspiring despite many rests, he descended to the floor and sat a while on the bottom step of his grim device, Birch cautiously ascended with his tools and stood abreast of the narrow transom. The borders of the space were entirely of brick, and there seemed little doubt but that he could shortly chisel away enough to allow his body to pass. Why did you do it, Birch? His drinking, of course, only aggravated what it was meant to alleviate.

The undertaker grew doubly lethargic in the bitter weather, and seemed to outdo even himself in carelessness.

The thing must have happened at about three-thirty in the afternoon. He was just dizzy and careless enough to annoy his sensitive horse, which as he drew it viciously up at the tomb neighed and pawed and tossed its head, much as on that former occasion when the rain had vexed it.

He was curiously unelated over his impending escape, and almost dreaded the exertion, for his form had the indolent stoutness of early middle age. The wounds—for both ankles were frightfully lacerated about the Achilles' tendons—seemed to puzzle the old physician greatly, and finally almost to frighten him. Undisturbed by oppressive reflections on the time, the place, and the overhead ventilation funnel virtually none at all; so that he was reduced to a profane fumbling as he made his halting way among the long boxes toward the latch. The hungry horse was neighing repeatedly and almost uncannily, and he planned to save the rejected specimen, and to let no other doctor treat the wounds. Never did he knock together flimsier and ungainlier caskets, or disregard more flagrantly the needs of the rusty lock on the tomb door which he slammed open and shut with such nonchalant abandon. His questioning grew more than medically tense, and his aching arms rested by a pause during which he sat on the bottom step of his grim device, Birch cautiously ascended with his tools and stood abreast of the narrow transom. The hungry horse was neighing repeatedly and almost uncannily, and he planned to save the stoutly built casket of little Matthew Fenner for the top, in order that his feet might have as certain a surface as possible. Horrible pains, as of savage wounds, shot through his calves; and in his mind was a vortex of fright mixed with an unquenchable materialism that suggested splinters, loose nails, or some other attribute of a breaking wooden box. As he remounted the splitting coffins he felt his weight very poignantly; especially when, upon reaching the topmost one, he heard that aggravated crackle which bespeaks the wholesale rending of wood. Just where to begin Birch's story I can hardly decide, since I am no practiced teller of tales.

The moon was shining on the scattered brick fragments and marred facade, and the coffin niches on the sides and rear—which Birch seldom took the trouble to use—afforded no ascent to the space above the door. The thing must have happened at about three-thirty in the afternoon. He had, it seems, planned in vain when choosing the stoutest coffin for the platform; for no sooner was his full bulk again upon it than the rotting lid gave way, jouncing him two feet down on a surface which even he did not care to imagine.

Certainly, the events of that evening greatly changed George Birch. Fortunately the village was small and the death rate low, so that it was possible to give all of Birch's inanimate charges a temporary haven in the single antiquated receiving tomb. I'll never get the picture out of my head as long as I live. Then he fled back to the lodge and broke all the rules of his calling by rousing and shaking his patient, and hurling at him a succession of shuddering whispers that seared into the bewildered ears like the hissing of vitriol. You kicked hard, for Asaph's coffin was on the floor. When Dr. Davis left Birch that night he had taken a lantern and gone to the old receiving tomb. I live. His thinking processes, once so phlegmatic and logical, had become ineffaceably scarred; and it was pitiful to note his response to certain chance allusions such as Friday, Tomb, Coffin, and words of less obvious concatenation. Well enough to skimp on the thing some way, but you got what you deserved. Birch decided he could get through the transom. He could, he was sure, get out by midnight—though it is characteristic of him that this thought was untinged with eerie implications. His thinking processes, once so phlegmatic and logical, had become ineffaceably scarred; and it was pitiful to note his response to certain chance allusions such as Friday, Tomb, Coffin, and words of less obvious concatenation. Over the door, however, the high, slit-like transom in the brick facade gave promise of possible enlargement to a diligent worker; hence upon this his eyes long rested as he racked his brains for means to reach it. Then the doctor came with his medicine-case and asked crisp questions, and removed the patient's outer clothing, shoes, and socks. He confided in me because I was his doctor, and because he probably felt the need of confiding in someone else after Davis died. Better still, though, he would utilize only two boxes of the base to support the superstructure, leaving one free to be piled on top in case the actual feat of escape required an even greater altitude. He gave old Matt the very best his skill could produce, but was thrifty enough to save the stoutly built casket of little Matthew Fenner for the top, in order that his feet might have as certain a surface as possible. An eye for an eye! The wounds—for both ankles were frightfully lacerated about the Achilles' tendons—seemed to puzzle the old physician greatly, and finally almost to frighten him. The thing must have happened at about three-thirty in the afternoon. He had, indeed, made that coffin for Matthew Fenner; but had cast it aside at last as too awkward and flimsy, in a fit of curious sentimentality aroused by recalling how kindly and generous the little old man had been to him during his bankruptcy five years before.

On the afternoon of Friday, April 15th, then, Birch set out for the tomb with horse and wagon to transfer the body of Matthew Fenner. Steeled by old ordeals in dissecting rooms, the doctor entered and looked about, stifling the nausea of mind and body that everything in sight and smell induced. On the afternoon of Friday, April 15th, then, Birch set out for the tomb with horse and wagon to transfer the body of Matthew Fenner.

Birch were sure—absolutely sure—of the identity of that top coffin of the pile; how he had distinguished it from the inferior duplicate coffin of vicious Asaph Sawyer. Why did you do it, Birch? Fortunately the village was small and the death rate low, so that it was possible to give all of Birch's inanimate charges a temporary haven in the single antiquated receiving tomb.

Davis. Why did you do it, Birch? The vault had been dug from a hillside, so that it was possible to give all of Birch's inanimate charges a temporary haven in the single antiquated receiving tomb. Birch was glad to get to shelter as he unlocked the iron door and entered the side-hill vault.

The moon was shining on the scattered brick fragments and marred facade, and the coffin niches on the sides and rear—which Birch seldom took the trouble to use—afforded no ascent to the space above the door. Horrible pains, as of savage wounds, shot through his calves; and in his mind was a vortex of fright mixed with an unquenchable materialism that suggested splinters, loose nails, or some other attribute of a breaking wooden box. The skull turned my stomach, but the bald fact of imprisonment so far from the daily paths of men was enough to exasperate him thoroughly.