vol.59

anonymous asked:

Omg did you see the description about Anders and Karl's relationship from world of theadas 2??? I feel even worse for Anders now :( If Hawke didn't romance him but let him live, and he heard about the solution to tranquility... Ugh

Oh man, I definitely did and I have so many feelings omg (round 1 of my yelling about this is over here, in case you missed it).

It is honestly so upsetting though??? Like I am happy to have gotten all this info (even if certain parts of it were definitely written with a clear bias), but it HURTS oh my god.

And shit, I didn’t even think of that. I actually just answered an ask on him finding out about the cure, but damn, if Hawke never romanced him? That would be so much worse (plus it’s pretty heavily suggested that Anders falls in love with Hawke regardless of if he’s romanced).

Because if Karl had’ve been cured, not only would he have had the man he loved back and all of that, he would’ve had someone for all those years. Someone who understood, someone who truly stood beside him, someone who loved him. And sure, Hawke may have supported him as just a friend, but it’s not the same. Anders craves love, even if part of him wants to run from it. It’s the one thing he prizes over everything else, even his freedom, considering he stopped escaping while he was with Karl. We know that having a lover during all of that time, and everything that comes after, means so much to him with how he is with Hawke, so an unromanced Anders would’ve wondered if he could’ve had that with Karl. Plus then he wouldn’t have had to deal with his unrequited love for Hawke, which must’ve made things at least a bit difficult on him while he was in Kirkwall. Being able to cure Karl, which he had all the tools for save the knowledge, would’ve changed his life significantly for the better.

Damn. I have feelings. I almost never think about unromanced Anders, for obvious reasons lmao, but that just makes everything worse oh my god.

So much free parking. So many empty schools. So many aborted and half developed exurbs, suburbs. Such low rent. So many hollowed-out malls with shifty-eyed security guards and put-upon bored kids. Such cheap produce. So many aging classmates who never left. What a lovely parks system. What a dirty lake. So many new casinos. Such unbelievably wide pot holes. What nice turnpike pit stops. What a low sales tax and minimum wage. What a greying population.

Our grandparents or parents moved here to have children, to make steel or cars, to teach at the college, to work for NASA, to mine salt from underneath Lake Erie. The schools were good then they say. The land was cheap, but there were plentiful amenities. It was a proper city, but not an intimidating one. Eastern Time, rustbelt industry, nonregional dialects, diverse-ish populations, Midwestern sensibilities. Such promise. What times they had. The suburbs grew for decades, schools and houses appearing steadily. And now they shrink, dry out, and empty.
Researchers call it the Cleveland Brain Drain. We grow, we suck all the nutrients from the dirt, we learn, we save our money, and we leave.
We take jobs in the eastern cities, with their steep rents and narrow streets; we hide in expensive, drafty bars in Chicago or St. Louis, bragging about what we know; we add degrees or men’s surnames to our names; we flee to LA or San Fran or France or Lebanon and show everyone back home all the pictures. We are smiling and small against big backdrops.
We come back briefly to collect Christmas presents, roller coaster rides, hugs, memories, estates, condolences. We do not call enough. We spend our money on stupid craft brews that all taste the same – bitter – instead of on plane tickets.
We are statistics. We move by trends, like the grandparents and parents who brought us here. They placed their roots beside the veins of salt that ran beneath the lake. We have placed thin roots in the air. They quiver and shift as the times do.
When we visit, we enjoy the low sales tax, eat the 99 cent peaches, roam the empty sidewalks, reflect in the windows of our closed-down high schools, and prepare to leave again. A huge hunk of us stays. But not the brain.



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R E A D I N G blog posts at my dashboard. Trying to catch up what happened here and there.

W R I T I N G  this blog post, and the things I need to do this week. *ehem summer goals*

L I S T E N I N G to Langit.Luha album of my all time favorite OPM band, Silent Sanctuary. Boy, the album was on repeat for two weeks. I am jamming to the hugot lyrics while cramming all my finals.

T H I N K I N G  what designs and products I should add to my shop, Moon & Dreams. Also, I’ve been thinking what theme I should do for a bazaar. Moon & Dreams got invited to be part of a craft bazaar this May!!! Banzai!!!

S M E L L I N G  the ocean (Just kidding, in my imagination only) Damn, the need of going to beach is real.

W I S H I N G  I have loads of money this summer, because I am planning to attend tons of workshops. 

H O P I N G that I will pass the summer internship that I’m currently applying for. 

W E A R I N G  a black marvel shirt and a workout shorts. I know, so weird right?

L O V I N G  the fact that school is finally over, and it’s officially my summer vacation!!! And, I’m totally loving all the adventures that awaits me this year! 

W A N T I N G  to take Fashion Design at SoFA once I graduate. Though, my first plan after graduation is to take up a Masteral Degree in Digital Photography or Film and Directing at SVA in Manhattan, New York. Now, I don’t know what to take first. I ask my mom for some advice, but she told me, she can’t give anything because all the choices and decision is up to me. Well, there’s still 2 years before I graduate, so hopefully by then, I already have a final decision. 

N E E D I N G a facial and a massage. Finals ( + stress) made my face break and my whole body is still aching from sitting and overworking. I didn’t sleep for about three days finishing a layout design, so I’ve been sitting in my computer chair for more than 24 hours. Damn it.

F E E L I N G  so blessed. After the stressful week, I am welcomed by a message that inviting my shop, Moon & Dreams to be part of a craft bazaar this coming May. Also, I am feeling lucky because we will be going to Batanes this May!! There’s also Sagada and Japan waiting for us. So excited with all the travelling will be doing. 

C L I C K I N G  around Tumblr, Instagram and Facebook.


Hey guys, guess what, I AM ALIVE AND STILL KICKING!!! I can’t really imagine I survive all the sleepless nights and stress. Here I am, trying to make up to my unexpected one month hiatus. Though, I know some of you didn’t recognised that I was gone for almost a month, hehehe. Anyways, I have loads of update and stories to share with you guys. But for now, here’s a Sunday Currently. 

I think I fell in love with her, a little bit. Isn’t that dumb? But it was like I knew her. Like she was my oldest, dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they’ll still love you, because they know you. I wanted to go with her. I wanted her to notice me. And then she stopped walking. Under the moon, she stopped. And looked at us. She looked at me. Maybe she was trying to tell me something; I don’t know. She probably didn’t even know I was there. But I’ll always love her. All my life.
—  Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 8: Worlds’s End