Okay I have this huge vision for my future in which I’m successful in my business and I have my masters in ECE and I build my own nature preschool with an open log cabin here on the west coast and I work with all of these incredible children and I’m so excited!!!! I’m struggling so hard and working so hard right now but I know that I’ll get there and I can hardly wait!!

modern deck nicknames
  • merfolk: one fish, two fish, protection from red fish, you lose fish
  • grishoalbrand: you can interact by moving down your d20
  • real jund: jack of all tarmogoyfs master of none
  • death shadow jund: uh, you're using traverse wrong
  • abzan: jund with white privilege
  • ad nauseam: thalia guardian of please dont
  • dredge: game 2?
  • burn: boros charmed to meet you
  • Gx tron: failed math, cant to count to 3 properly
  • eldrazi tron: these ballista's were made for walking

okay, so i’m still not over this (and i don’t think i ever will, but hey, can you blame me?) i can hardly wait for next week but come wednesday, i honestly don’t know how i can handle my feels ;___; my preview already did a good job, nearly killing me. 

i mean, did you see Doojoon’s face when KNK walked in? and how they kind of awkwardly bowed to each other before Doojoon got on the floor and everyone else followed suit? or how happy Jihun looked when he was laughing because of something Yoseob said? or how Heejun the evil magnae actually made Junhyung do aegyo? 




where is Youjin, tho? ;-;

(also, i’m gonna use this chance to shamelessly ask you all to support Highlight. they’re just starting anew, so they could really use all the support they can get :’) thank youuuu <3)

anonymous asked:

What about Hera?

opinionated much ?? || not accepting

                 Steeples my fingers. Hello anon thank you for your question, but to put it simple Percy does not, under any circumstances, like Hera. He’s angry, abused by what she thinks is right, and tired of being messed with. His mentality in relation to the Olympian Queen is negative and seething.

       The Battle of the Labyrinth.
Since I already did my writeup on Annabeth it should hopefully make this part easier to understand. Within the book Hera appears and offers to help Annabeth on her quest, then her help basically isn’t help at all, then Hera gets pissy that Annabeth didn’t thank her. Fine, whatever. You’re a goddess do what you want. But the attitude Hera shows early on, especially in relation to Annabeth, shows Heras characterization within the Percy Jackson books
( an imagine with grows stronger the farther you read ). Hera isn’t your best friend. She isn’t cute, she isn’t funny, she isn’t a character who deserves your sympathy. Hera to the demigods is someone who is manipulative, sitting up there on her throne moving the chess pieces and feeling no remorse. She says so herself within canon theres no argument here.

       The Heroes of Olympus.
You can say what you want about Hera’s actions within this series itself, but for the demigods involved she does not care and Percy isn’t blind to this. So she swapped Percy and Jason, so she manipulated and tricked the demigods “for the greater good.” Argue what you want but none of her actions ended with her “help.” She didn’t unite the camps. In fact, the only reason either camp doesn’t slit each others throats in the first second is a shaky truce which ends in fighting anyway. Want to thank someone for “uniting” the camps? Thank Nico. So what did Hera’s actions lead to then? They led to a whole mess of problems that had to later be solved mid war. There were other, more important, aspects to worry about but instead the demigods had to deal with this. Thanks Hera. Percy? He only got his memories back by playing Gaia and living on half a prayer. Jason? He doesn’t have his memories back yet, at least not fully
( if I remember right anyway ). They may have ended up saving the world ( no thanks to Hera ) but they came out of it incredibly worse for wear and she believes she deserves a thank you. Percy is, at this point, to tired to deal with her bullshit. Fake it till you make it. He’s already pissed off enough gods whats one more? He’s just expressing his opinion. And after Tartarus? Percy has some anger issues playing forefront in his mind. Hera, to him, is not even worth his time and if she tries he will bite back. He’s already proved how strong he is he fought and won against how many? try him. 

Overall to Percy she is someone who uses demigods for her own means without care for their lives. She admits to this. Within the books themselves Hera tells Percy that she hates her “family” but needs to keep up the ruse of being put together && caring. Again, she admits to this. This isn’t some elaborate game this is their lives and he does not approve of her putting everyone into situations more dangerous then need be. Hell, he doesn’t approve of her methods at any point. She’s fake, she’d someone who ( if I remember correctly ) he compared to a lot of the worse things out there. Her little swap game is the least of his concerns when lost memories and camps that still didn’t trust each other anyway play in the background of Tartarus and the world ending without her “loving help” doing much.

April 17th 2148

Today is my birthday. I’m 41. Can’t say it bothers me too much. I wouldn’t even celebrate it but Cece is insisting that we do something. I think we’re going to watch a film and then go to the Mess to have what passes for a special meal in this place. I can’t even think what that would be. Two hard biscuits instead of one, maybe? Can hardly wait. Oh, I hope she hasn’t invited my mother.


Woops. Stylus isnt working. Is it? Cant see proply. Something wrong with the screen its all blurred. Ill just type and hope

for the best. So tonight was a double date with Jake and Abby. Awkward. Abby had her hair down. Softened her a bit. Not the eyes though. Sharp as ever. Cutting me from across the table. Chopped me up into little pieces until I was nothing. It made me hot, and shiver, which is weird. Hot shoudlnt be cold. I hope noone ever finds this dairy. Abby is oh Ceces here.

April 18th 2148

Abby had her hair down. Softened her a bit. Not the eyes though. Sharp as ever. Cutting me from across the table. Chopped me up into little pieces until I was nothing. It made me hot, and shiver, which is weird. Hot shoudlnt be cold. I hope noone ever finds this dairy. Abby is oh Ceces here.

There are reasons why I don’t celebrate anything ever and last night was all of them. We did go and see a film and it was Black Hawk Down which I thought was good of Cece because she didn’t want to see it last time but she knew I did. What was not so good was she’d invited Jake and Abby. Jake and I have been friends a long time. Even after he married Abby. He’s very impulsive and he used to get me into a lot of trouble when we were young. He has a quick brain, though. Very quick. He makes connections where no one else thinks any exist. He’s visionary and I’ve always liked that about him. Him I was happy to see but Abby still thinks I’m plotting to overthrow Jaha and she doesn’t have a poker face. Her contempt for me exudes from every pore.

I had to sit next to her in the screening room because Cece likes the aisle seat and Jake had already gone along the row first. It’s cramped in that room, and hot. We don’t show films that often because we’re conserving resources but people need entertainment. It helps keep them happy and happy people are obedient people. So, there’s usually a lot of Arkers jammed into the room. Abby’s arm was touching mine. She tried to pull it close into her body but short of tearing it off there was only so much she could do to keep away from me and contact was inevitable. I’ll admit I spread out a bit more than was necessary just to annoy her. She wasn’t wearing a jacket and she had on a blue v-necked shirt with short sleeves. Her skin was warm where it touched mine and we were sticking together in the heat. The top was low-cut and a few beads of sweat were gathering in her cleavage. I could see them out of the corner of my eye. They were fascinating and I don’t know why. Much more interesting than the film we were about to watch. I didn’t want her to see me looking because whatever else she thinks of me I’m not that type of man, but somehow the glimpses were more tantalising than if I’d been able to stare right at her. Then the lights dimmed and I couldn’t see her anymore, just feel the heat of her. It was all most disturbing.

After that experience, there was only one way to get through the evening and that was to drink. Cece had obtained some moonshine and we sneaked it into our cups at the dinner table like we were teenagers again. I thought the drink might loosen Abby up but she was still cold with me, in contrast to when she was talking to Jake and Cece. A few drinks in and she’d stopped even pretending to speak to me and just stared, her eyes flaying me like I was a piece of meat to be chopped up and fed to stray cats, not that such creatures exist on the Ark but you know what I mean.

I was drunk enough by then to risk a comment.

“What’s so fascinating?”

She frowned. “Pardon?”

“You’ve been staring at me for about five minutes. I’m wondering what it is about me that is so interesting to you?”

She looked around. Jake and Cece were busy talking and weren’t paying us any attention.

“Don’t flatter yourself. I wasn’t staring at you.”

“C’mon, Abby. Lying doesn’t suit you.”

She sighed. “What are you up to, Kane? I know you’re up to something. I just don’t know what it is yet.”

“I’m not up to anything, Abby. I don’t know how I can convince you of that.”

“You don’t like Thelonious, I can tell that.”

“That doesn’t mean I want to overthrow him! I think he’s weak, yes. At the moment, while everything is stable, that doesn’t matter too much. But what if things change? What if there’s a crisis? I don’t think he is the man to lead us through.”

“And you are?”

“No. I don’t know.” And that is the truth. It’s not so much that I want to be Chancellor or that I think I can do a better job, it’s more that I don’t think Jaha is the right man and he’s doing a poor job. If I don’t step in, who will? Abby? She’s too emotional; doesn’t have the strength to do what must be done.

“You’re too hard for the job of Chancellor. You have no compassion. People mean nothing to you.”

“Saving the human race doesn’t need compassion, it needs action, hard decision-making.”

“You would think that, and that’s precisely why you would be a lousy Chancellor. You can’t see it, can you?” Her voice was louder now, and Jake and Cece turned to look at us.

“I can see that you are displaying the kind of behaviour that would have us all dead within a week if you were Chancellor. Emotional outbursts achieve nothing.”

She didn’t like that. She glowered at me and bit the corner of her lower lip to try and hold her words in. She thinks she’s clinical and calm under stress which I’ll admit she can be, but she’s also hot-headed and excitable and the Chancellor’s job requires a cool head and emotional detachment. I decided to push the point home.

“You’re too trusting to be able to make an objective decision about people. It’s not a good quality for a Chancellor or a member of the Council.” That last part was mean, in retrospect, but as I said earlier, that’s what she brings out in me.

She pushed her chair back and leaned over the table towards me. It would have been intimidating if she weren’t wearing that shirt I mentioned earlier. It was my turn to bite my lip.

“I don’t trust YOU.” Her words were literally spat out; I could feel droplets land on my hand. “What does that tell you about my ability to be objective?”

I didn’t get a chance to respond because Jake intervened, putting his hand on Abby’s arm to calm her.

“Everything alright you two?”

Jake’s touch did seem to have an effect; it was always like that with those two. When she next spoke, her voice was quieter, addressed to him alone. “Actually, I’m feeling tired. I think we should go home.”

I stood up to shake hands with Jake and as Abby turned to go I grabbed her arm.

“You’re wrong about me, and one day you’ll see that I was right.”

She pulled her arm away as though my touch was like a hot poker to her skin.

“I doubt that,” she hissed, and then she followed Jake out of the Mess hall, pausing at the door to look over her shoulder at us and then she was gone.

“Well, that was a great birthday,” I said to Cece, which was unfair of me considering it wasn’t her fault Abby hated me. My actions a long time ago are mostly responsible for that. It was her fault that we were out together in the first place, though, so I felt justified in laying some of the blame on her. After that we drank some more and when we got home I made that drunken diary entry which I have hopefully deleted. Another year of my life is over. What will the coming year bring?

I just checked whether I could take a long weekend and it turns out that I’d already booked the time off. This @meleedamage is always one step ahead of me…

Originally posted by reactiongifes

As I’m laughing at the realization that I am clearly losing my marbles, a coworker leaves an enormous dark chocolate Toblerone on my desk and my phone lights up with an text reminder that I have a massage booked on Saturday.

Originally posted by geekylaugifs

I can hardly wait to see what happens next…

Originally posted by usedpimpa

motorizedduck  asked:

Just so you know, every day since I donated to the Kickstarter for Sunless Skies, I've told my spouse (or according to them, "loudly exclaimed") how very much I'm looking forward to playing it. I can hardly wait!

Thank you for your very kind words! We’re quite excited ourselves. Have you seen our latest update?