*Just My Personal Opinion* Everyone seems to be going in on Lumy Sims & Simpliciaty…. When in FACT they are NOT the ONLY ones who have converted things from other games WITHOUT permission. And they are NOT the ONLY ones with PATREON accounts who are charging people for content that wasn’t ORIGINALLY made/meshed by them. Especially when it comes to these IMVU hairs!!!! It’s one thing to convert it without permission & share it with the simming community for free but once you start charging people for content that isn’t even yours in the 1st place, that’s a whole new level of BS. But hey, who am I right?
Edit: I posted this in The Black Simmer group. And it wasn’t approved .. SMH 😂😂😂
(I pray this is my last rant, apologies in advance)
So… I’m weak, I watched the last episode when it was leaked, so I’ve had time to ponder, and mentally prepare myself for the hate my girls were bound to receive. And boyyyyyy, has it rained down on them. Our darling girls have been through a lot, guys. And though I know, thats no excuse to pardon any sort of abusive behaviour, y’all need to remember that before you judge them too harshly. They are not perfect. They are scared, they are naive, and they have been alone until now. Their harsh lives have hardened them in ways neither can begin to understand; so of course allowing one another to get to close or be vulnerable is a foreign concept, one that would make them seem weak in an impossible situation wherein they have to be stoic, desensitised and cautious.
The Stark girls were never especially close, there was always a sense of hostility and general bickering, ya know? Allow me to paint a word picture:
Arya, in typical Stark fashion, has a wild nature. Throughout the duration of the show she has shown she is more wolf than girl. We know she detests material desires and societal conventions; she would prefer being a knight to being a lady. Now all she remembers is her sister being the embodiment of these things. Her last memory of Sansa is seeing her standing beside Cersei, seeing her cry but not seeing her flail and scream and faint. Yoren shielded her, stopped her from running to Ned, and stopped her from seeing her fathers head come of the block, or Sansa break.
Anyone will know how trauma can distort the way we see things, however, through it all, Arya never once blamed Sansa for standing alongside them until she read that letter. Yet another ploy of Little Fingers that’s poised to divid sides, even at a cost to Sansa’s happiness, proving just how little he cares about anything other than the Game. Both Girl’s know he’s up to no good and are playing him right back, unfortunately at a cost to one another.
Now, if we think back to Arya’s reaction to Hot Pie telling her Jon is the King in the North, we get a grasp of how ignorant she has been to the happenings in Westeros. She knew after the Red Wedding that the Bolton’s had bargained for patronage of Winterfell, and to her knowledge, they still held it. That’s why she was heading south. But when she heard her family were home? Her little loyal heart returned to the stomping ground.
Now, I don’t think our girls have had time to sit around the fire and swap stories about their hardships, nor have they probably had the heart to. They aren’t sensitised to one another yet, nor are they certain of who the other has become. It’s shown as much at Sansa’s expression at Arya fighting and finding the faces in her satchel. Meanwhile, Arya is sceptical of Sansa and sees her as the spoilt, untouched girl she was years ago. Which we know is far from true.
Arya and Jon were the closest. Can you possibly blame her for protecting him fiercely? She has learned to view things in black and white- she see’s Little Finger whispering in her sisters ear and everyone else’s. She knows he was playing sides during the war of 5 kings, and rightfully questions his loyalty. He’s a threat, and he has his claws in Sansa, therefore, she is a threat. (Though I think if Catlyn and Rob could see it was Cersei’s words in Sansa’s letter, Arya will wake up to it soon too, or she already knows Little Finger planted it to create a break.)
In the Game of Faces, we see Arya unlike we’ve ever seen her. It’s unsettling and feels wrong. It’s because she’s playing the game. No matter how betrayed she felt, her loyalty to family would never bring her to kill Sansa. Ned wouldn’t want that. (And seriously, guys? You should of known this as soon as she mentioned wearing dresses… It’s Arya fucking Stark! She doesn't want power, she doesn't want to be a lady, she wants to fight. [x]) She doesn’t stop playing the game until she hands’s Sansa the knife. She lies through her teeth. She doesn’t want to be anyone but Arya Stark. It’s why she left Bravoss. It’s why she came home. It’s why she is so defensive of Jon’s title. She is a Stark, and she doesn’t want to see another dead one.
Neither could have endured what the other survived. Arya is impulsive and has the political prowess of a dishcloth. She would have perished in the harsh conditions of the capital. Sansa is arrogant and hotheaded, there is no way she would have merged herself with commoners, let alone have made it out of King’s Landing the way Arya did. Both have a sharp tongue, bother are stubborn, both are Starks.
My point?PROTECT AND SERVE ARYA AND SANSA STARK. Let them become the formidable force they’re meant to be.
The Fog and Roses series is one of my favorite stories of all time (fanfiction or not). It’s essential reading for anyone interested in Gilneas or the worgen. The story revolves around two original characters, Banastre Russell and Evelyn Whittaker, who find themselves in the midst of the chaos (and its aftermath) of the Night of Affliction (aka the start of the worgen quest chain).
I had so many photos for this story, Tumblr wouldn’t let me include them in one post. I promise to give it proper treatment when I have more time. In the meantime, I can’t recommend it enough.
Happy Cataclysm all! My take on the Worgen starting chain.
In honor of Fanfiction
Writers Appreciation Day (today). Since I’ve already left several
comments on some of my favorite stories, I decided to make a few aesthetics to
promote them instead. Now go show your favorite authors some love (and check
out these wonderful stories/authors)!
Vaughn: has a wedding ring, and later, he receives from his husbands a gold earring
Kahurangi: rings and talismans
Are they good at expressing feelings?
Vaughn: only with his closest members of his family
How do they react when someone calls them out?
Vaughn: depends who calls him out, if are his friends and family, he understands he made mistakes and tries to correct himself
Tamir: she hates it and lash out at whoever called her out
Kahurangi: she feels very bad and tries to either hide or talk her out of the problem
Do they pick their battles well?
Vaughn: yea, and he does know what he does
Tamir: no, but she improvises
How tall are they?
Vaughn: 1.84 m
Tamir: 1.60 m
Kahurangi: 1.70 m
What do they think is the most attractive thing about themselves?
Vaughn: his body
Tamir: her eyes
Kahurangi: her soft fur
How would they describe their friend group?
Vaughn: a weird mix of different persons with different backgrounds, but all together they are a big happy family
Tamir: for now her only friends are her dog, Rex, and Arcade/, both care about her, but sometimes are tired of her energy
Kahurangi: doesnt have many friends yet
Do they want to have any kids? If so, how many? And do they have names picked out? If not, do they want any pets? If so, how many and do they have their names picked out?
Vaughn: he already has a child, Shaun Oliver John Zander (the kid changed his name himself); also has a dog, named Dogmeat// (tho its more Oliver’s dog now), aaaaaand got lots of radchickens, all named after greek gods, his fave is Hera, the mom chicken (she adopts other baby chicks and even some kittens)
Tamir: doesnt wish to have children, and has a pet, her cyberdog, Rex
So. When I was in 5th grade. All my classmates had ganged up on me and called me a lesbian and I didn’t even know what it meant at the time. I even said “I’m Spanish. Not lesbianese”
Anyways. At lunch a lunch lady had saw them making fun of me and asked when they said and I told her they called me a lesbian and she told them to apologize????
And then I remember telling my teacher the next day and as class was leaving she asked for me to hang back. She told me that being a lesbian was nothing bad and to just ignore them. I was like “I don’t even know what a lesbian is? All i said was that queen amidala was so pretty I wanted to marry her” and my teacher chuckled and nodded her head before saying that I could go.
“if somebody becomes panicked when you accuse them of lying theyre obviously not telling the truth” shut up ugly im a survivor who got punished for shit i never did all the time of fucking course im gonna panic when im blamed for something i didnt do
yixing: ~ use ‘:(’ a lot ~ have an appalling amount of kindness to show ~ don’t even touch them if you know yixing just updated his ig
minseok: ~ chill, composed, rarely act extra or go way off ~ each one has a favourite version of minseok: from wilding onstage minseok to chill and fine asf mature minseok ~ will always fuck with a jongdae stan
jongdae: ~ just as wild as their man ~ stan and appreciate every single inch of jongdae ~ have 10 songs on their phone and they’re all jongdae osts and cbx songs
baekhyun: ~ scream or spam an excessive amount of tags on baekhyun posts ~ have 586 nicknames for bbh ~ are either wilding with thirst or being super corny and poetic
chanyeol: ~ make fun of everything pcy does but will turn around and fight anyone who comes with pcy slander ~ would give their right arm to be able to wear rolex watches and vetements hoodies for their man ~ always there to watch broadcasts so they can make 30 posts that say “CHANYTEEOL”
junmyeon: ~ “bunny” this, “bunny” that ~ find junmyeon’s rv obsession both endearing and embarrasing ~ always on about peachy cheeks and their precious leader but will cancel you in the blink of an eye if you have any shit to say about kjm
kyungsoo: ~ some of the funniest stans on tumblr ~ always there and ready to support anything ksoo does/tries out ~ super intuitive and think about every little thing ksoo says, making it so deep that you want to cry about their post when the original topic was ksoo eating a granola bar
jongin: ~ super quiet and calm ~ half of them never tag anything and the other half just tag “i love him” ~ have never been extra in their lives but they do come close when jongin does One Of Those Dances and they nut to the moon and back
sehun: ~ the most informed about exo’s activities ~ only use the
emojis ~ want to kiss sehun’s cheeks and let him raw them at the same time, they’re very stressed
DREAM DADDY X JC LEYENDECKER?? Just kidding… it’s an original piece but it was heavily influenced by his style. A print for Fan Expo @ table A37! Just finished the sketch AHAH. This is actually my first time planning out my own composition for a print and it was SO HARD because I wanted to challenge myself (just kidding there was no Leyendecker piece with 7 people). But I felt like last time people lowkey thought I was cheap for taking his compositions LOL. Ok but really I looked up so many references and had a lot of trouble fitting them in and making it look unified and just good. Friends were actually asking me when I was going to make fancy suit daddies LOL. It’s supposed to look like a formal picture but I tried to make each of their personalities very evident. Robert is the only one with his shirt open and flower on the wrong side because he’s problematic. I originally had Hugo do the funny bunny ear pose on top of Joseph but my sister told me it was so out of character. Gonna spend the next few days painting this and I’ll post the final soon. (Sorry for the WIP I didn’t want anyone to steal it because it’s been happening)
So, you know the guy who proclaimed “There’s been a mistake. Moonlight – you guys won Best Picture” and held up the card for everyone to see? The guy who thought he had just won an Oscar only to realize he hadn’t and was probably humiliated, but was only concerned with making sure sure everyone knew Moonlight was the winner? The guy who SHUT DOWN Kimmel’s “I would like to see you get an Oscar anyway – why can’t we just give out a whole bunch of ‘em?” with a very deliberate “I’m gonna be really proud to hand this to my friends from Moonlight?” The guy who, when the cast, producers, and director of Moonlight came on stage, immediately went over to hand them their Oscar and to hug every one of them?
His name is Jordan Horowitz and HE IS JEWISH and I am proud.
ohhh, look a headcanon/scenario post! :D this was a whole lot longer than i originally planned, but oh well!! i played around with each of their stories, so i hope you don’t mind <3 <b>you can find JAEHEE, JUMIN and 707′s under the cut! if you have any requests, feel free to shoot them my way. anyway, i hope you enjoy!
RFA + THE MOMENT THEY REALIZE THEY’RE IN LOVE
Yoosung thinks he’s sick.
His heart starts palpitating, his palms
grow sweaty and he’s so out-of-focus that he’s losing his streak on the LOLOL
leadership boards. He downs a cup of coffee, glaring at his bedroom clock,
which stared back with a 22:12pm in bright blue lights. It’s way too early to
be feeling tired, he thinks.
He sighs, exiting the server and
letting the game’s background music blast through his computer’s speakers. He
places a hand to his neck, feeling for a warm temperature, only to end up
confused as he realizes he’s not even remotely feverish. Worriedly, he calls
her up, sure that she would know what’s up with him.
“Hey [Name],” he says, going back to
his desk to take another swig of coffee. He joins another server, hoping LOLOL
would help calm his nerves. Why was he always so nervous when he was talking
with her? He prattles on about his supposed “symptoms” as he patiently waits to
be connected to the server.
“Sounds like you’re in love,” she
suddenly blurts out. He almost sprays his coffee all over his computer at those
words. He can tell she’s joking. She was joking, right? Right? He tries
to come up with a reply, but all that comes out of him is a strangled sound. He
hears her laughing from the other end. “Ohhh, bulls-eye! Who’s the lucky
person? Is it me you’ve fallen for?”
Yoosung’s eyes widen at this, and his
heart feels like it’s about to burst out of his chest and start tap-dancing on
his desk. He’s stunned to a silence; his mind is racing, wondering whether or
not to confirm her statement. Well, that would certainly explain why he always
felt so worked up around her. Before he could even answer her question, he
hears her awkward laughter on the other end of the phone.
“Hey, I was kidding! Playing some LOLOL
might calm your nerves, but I suggest not staying up too late. It might
actually be a fever, after all.” Yoosung manages to quickly blurt out an
apology as well as a thank you, before wishing her a good night and ending the
call without waiting for her reply. He leans back on his chair, staring at the
cream-colored ceiling above him.
It’s when he places both of his hands on
his chest and feels the rhythmic thumping of his heart. It’s when he tries to
steady his breathing, and when he finally does, he remembers what she said and
wheezes. It’s when he realizes that he knows the answer to her earlier
question, but he was too shy, too scared to actually answer her. It’s when he
makes a promise to tell her, face-to-face and unabashedly, one day. Yoosung’s
eyes linger to his desk clock.
It’s at 22:17pm on a LOLOL-filled
Tuesday night that he realizes that he’s completely, head-over-heels in love with her.
Zen can’t sleep.
He’s lying in bed, positively tired
after a day’s work. He knew he did well earlier, yes, but his own
self-reassuring thoughts did very little for his nerves. Ever since the whole
hacking situation, he’s been on edge during his performances; he can’t help but
be upset at himself for not giving his all for his audiences.
Despite being an “egotistical prick”,
as Jumin calls it, he was often hit by waves of doubt during these late
sleepless nights. His self-reassuring thoughts began to shift into ones of
doubt, pushing him to twist and turn in his suddenly uncomfortable bed.
Was he a genuinely good actor? Did
people watch his musicals for his talents or for his looks? Would he ever be
more than just a handsome face up on the stage? He was jolted back to reality
by the sudden ringing of his cellphone. He begrudgingly reached out to view the
caller ID: [Name].
Without a second thought, he
immediately answers the call. Her cheerful voice was tinged with a hint of her
own weariness. He feels his heart begin to swell, savoring the way her voice
says his name. “Can’t sleep either?” he says, genuinely happy to find her
calling him out of all the other RFA members.
“Yeah,” he hears her say. “I was hoping
you were awake. I’m glad I was actually right.” His chest tightens at this, and
he can’t help but smile at the thought of her thinking about him at such an
hour. He finds a sort of solace in her, thankful for her constant presence
amidst all the happenings in his life.
The two converse, and he finds the
weight on his shoulders gradually become lighter. His heart is both calm and
erratic, and he finds himself laughing together with her, despite being miles
apart. When he hears her congratulate him for the show he put on, for being
such an amazing actor on-stage, for doing so well, even if he may not believe
so, he almost starts crying.
“You’re doing so well, Zen. I’m sure
all your fans can agree that you’re doing so much more. I mean that, truly. If
you ever need anyone to talk to, I’m here. So is Jaehee and the rest of the
RFA,” she says from the other end of the line, and he allows himself to think
that she means it. No, he knows she means it; it’s in the way that she speaks
to him that he knows she’s saying nothing but the truth.
It’s when she says her good night that
he catches himself almost saying it. He purses his lips, blundering out a good
night of his own before slamming the END CALL button. It’s when his eyes shoot
wide open, and he feels a ditzy smile gracing his lips. It’s when his
self-doubting thoughts are replaced by thoughts of her. He brings his pale
hands to his hair, and he can’t help but marvel at how much she affects him.
It’s when he catches himself thinking
about her in wonder does he realize that he’s crazy about her.
I think it all started with “There’s no song where Taehyung does the intro..” “Then I’ll make one!” at a concert, and we laughed and let it pass by. We just smiled away like that, but it kept lingering in the corner of my mind.
It so happened that a few months ago, I think it was when Taehyung’s desire for composing fired, he showed me a song, saying, “Hyung, I want to try making a song like this..” and asked if I could write a track for him. I said “Okay,” then played the chords and sent him. But that song was all just snaps on EP chords, it could hardly be called beats, so I didn’t like it. And then the talk about Festa came.
I asked “Shall we make one together properly this time?” “Sounds good, hyung!” And we started like that.. We keep going back and forth overseas. Choosing the instrument or theme is the most important when composing, but I had a hard time focusing at first. So I asked Taehyung.
“What do you want the song to be about?” “The dawn.” “The dawn? What kind of dawn?” “Just, when sitting at the park at dawn waiting for my friend.. The chirping sound of the birds.. I really like that moment.” “Oh, that hazy, bluish moment??” “Yeah! I like that bluish quiet moment.” “Me too!!”
We formed the emotion bond like this, and started right away. Later I asked him who that friend was, he said it’s mostly Jimin..* Anyway, I really like the dawn too. I’m a fan of the moon and the dawn. The twilight, the moment when the day moves from afternoon to night, And the dawn before the morning.. You know what it is.
So I thought “This would go well with guitar, let’s try guitar”. And played the guitar and piano. Luckly the track came out well and we decided to write the melodies separately to combine later. I always like watching the moon, so I thought I must start by talking about a letter sent to the moon. Luckily when we combined later, Taehyung liked it too.
So it started with my intro and Taehyung’s B part. Taehyung’s chorus was better too, but it felt a little strained so I gave him a hand.
Taehyung entrusted the lyrics to me, so I wrote most of it, but the chorus’ start was written by Taehyung. (With the deep night~) The theme started from Taehyung’s story too, so our work portion’s about 5:5. It’s my first time working together with Taehyungㅡ I wanted to do so since a long time ago, and I’m happy we got the chance this time. I wanted to take a step back and let Taehyung’s emotions materialization be the center itself. This song doesn’t show all of Taehyung’s emotions, but I hope it would show as much as it can. Hope you can get a glimpse at Taehyung’s dawn.!
Thanks to KOXX’s SHAUN-hyungnim for awesome re-arrangement. Personally, Taehyung’s usually in charge of powerful parts in our group songs, but I hope he can do this kind of light songs often too. I think Taehyung’s emotions and mine intersect more than I thought.
Working on this song together makes me think, isn’t Taehyung the one with the lightest song and emotions in Bangtan? You did great Taehyung, thank you for singing it so well :)”
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“A song that wouldn’t be done without Namjoonie-hyung~ I have always wanted to write about the dawn.. I like songs of this style, so I often listen and sing along to them, and even try writing them. I got so passionate about writing it that I asked Namjoonie-hyung for help, and he gave me exactly the kind of beats I wished for.
The beats Namjoonie-hyung gave me were so good that I wrote 6 melodies for it. I used the theme of the birds at dawn. The time before the sun rises when 4AM passes to 5AM, just me and the dawn birds (I just call them as “birds”) at an empty park, that bluish moment seems so short. I like that moment so much that I once went there for 5 days straight. I wrote the melodies based on Namjoonie-hyung’s beats there alone, I can’t write lyrics as good as Namjoonie-hyung but I worked hard to put in my emotions.
In the midst of the dark (serene) dawn, the hollow (drowsy) sound, the icy winter blow You close your eyes, spend endless nights with the sound fly The dawn birds cry, yearningly, ardently fly Listen to your voice, fill your voice, this dawn
It’s like I wrote the letter for the dawn birds (just “birds”). I couldn’t write the song perfectly by myself so I thought of giving up halfway, but thanks to Namjoonie-hyung, ‘4 O’clock’ was finished~~ Poet Kim Namjoon indeed~
I’ll work hard to present more songs to you in the future as well And all hail Vocal Monster👊🏻🤘🏻☺️
I’ll work hard to make and bring you more songs in the future☺️”
AU in which Newt brought Credence along to look for creatures, and real!Graves is in recovery inside the case. Let everyone be happy today :’D This started out as a sketch when the first heatwaves hit and took way too long to finish haha Art blog: questionartbox [Print available!]
I realize now I should have included the recipe I used when I first posted these photos. I used a recipe I found on reddit. You could look that one up, if it instructs you to drink the plum sake, that’s the one. I recommend you look it up, it has additional info, and I want to give credit to the original author, but I’ll write it out here as well for convenience:
•mince 6 cloves of garlic and sweat (heat them up in a skillet) - note: I made this in a saucepan
•add 4 tablespoons balsamic vinegar
•add soy sauce to taste (do not use low sodium sauce) - note: I used 4 tablespoons
•add 2 tablespoons plum sake - note: I couldn’t find plum sake, so I used sweet cooking sake and ½ teaspoon of plum sauce, it seemed to work
•reduce sauce slightly
•add 3 ½ tablespoons Sriracha
•add 2 tablespoons brown sugar
•add red pepper flakes to taste
•add minced ginger to taste
•boil to reduce, stirring regularly, until it is the
Kitty’s always saying how origin stories are important. At college, when people ask us how we met, how will we answer them? The short story is, we grew up together. But that’s more Josh’s and my story. High school sweethearts? That’s Peter and Gen’s story. So what’s ours, then? I suppose I’ll say it all started with a love letter.