i have a lot of screenshots to get through

anonymous asked:

I saw that you said you had a route to find gilded gingers in the glass desert, is there any way you can post a video or a couple of gifs showing it? I am terrible at finding gingers

Well, I just polished up my ginger route yesterday while streaming and I’m planning on running the route again tonight, but here’s the route I used! All of the information I used for the route is from the wiki here.

I decided to check just 19 spots every day out of a known 53 spots from the wiki. Giving me roughly a ¼ chance of finding a ginger every day. Here’s the map of my route, blue arrows indicate using a jetpack:

To help me remember each location I placed a gold echo over each spot, doing this really helped me remember exactly where each spot was.

I put a teleporter right in front of the first location and used the tangle teleporter to take me home.  Here’s photos of each location:

It takes about 3 minutes to run through the route each day. I hope this helps!

hello !!! it’s amira back at it again w a follow forever nd this time it’s for a milestone that actually had me screaming at my laptop !!! i’ve had this blog for about 9 months nd became a monbebe in january 2017 nd it really was the Greatest decision of my life,,,, i’ve met so many amazing people who i can happily call my friends nd it’s just ???? i cant even describe how happy i am that we can support mx together,,,, nd to everyone following me like ??? thank u ???? all i do is talk abt rarepairs monsta x shownu nd make gifs but ur here nd im here nd like woW okay im !!! emotional !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyWAYS before i start like :/ tearing up all over my laptop or smth Equally as Uglie, under the cut you can find messages to my close friends nd a list of mutuals who i love nd adore w all my heart !!!!

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darthitachi  asked:

Why do you think Joey is a Mage rather than a Sylph? Sylphs are frequently described as magical and she is always trying to fix things, like the paintings or Xefros's moiraillegiance right after meeting him. I think Joey is her own mother and Jude is John's Dad. "You hope this is what mirrors will look like." In line with this theory, I think Jude is a Knight of Void seeing as Dad fights bearhanded, has to conceal his identity as a Man in Black from John, and weaponizes his knowledge of secrets.

Sylphs have been described as magical exactly once in canon, hardly what I’d call frequently, by a person who wasn’t god tier and was more trying to describe the similarity of their roles as Space players in their respective sessions in that conversation. Kanaya talking to Jade about frog breeding duties and such and how they both served basically the same role in SBURB/their sessions, even though we know in canon that they really didn’t serve similar roles at all besides the act of frog breeding itself (hence the “I’m like you but kinda different” part of their conversation)

its something to take with a grain of salt and with its original context, especially because the tone is which it was said was “sorta? sure? idk moving on” and it hasn’t been mentioned since, and since then more and more evidence (such as Aranea’s whole existence but other things as well) has shifted our understanding of Sylph in a different direction

at the very least, in talking about specifically magical associated things and just magical associated things, Sylph falls way waay further down the list then something like Mage or even Witch

and with Joey you also have to factor in that her Aspect is strongly Life, which is going to color a lot of her interactions with a Lifey flavor, as aspects are often the more dominant force when looking at characters descriptions/dialogue/actions etc

and Life as an aspect can be quite inherently Healing in nature, especially in the case of Joey who focuses on healing solely Life associated things such as Animals. She mentions a lot of broken objects in various flavor texts throughout the game, but says a lot of things such as (paraphrasing) “alas, it is not an animal, and therefore I don’t care” 

As for the paintings in her house, she’s hardly fixing them really, all she’s really doing is changing her father’s possessions to suit her instead as an act of rebellion, if she were actually fixing them like a sylph would she be preserving them, straightening them out, keeping the paint from peeling etc that kinda thing, not like, scribbling all over them in crayon and covering them in stickers, really it’s more like she’s destroying them than fixing them because she hates what they represent, the one exception? That painting in the living room of the very clearly alive and roaring lion, which she says shes always liked because of how Alive it seemed rather than dead, completely untouched by any crayon or stickers

as well as her other interests like Baking (and you could argue dancing as an expression of force/energy/her physical form, especially because we mostly use it ingame to shake things around or to help her fight rather than use it to keep time or rhythm or play music, which would make it more time associated) as well as things like her naturally contentious nature against her father and his ways (she mentioned she once bought into it but now doesn’t) to the point of disowning his name completely and destroying his house and objects out of spite (maybe more negative expressions of Life, but Life nonetheless, fighting authority for the sake of your own independance, the fact that she has to have been very independant growing up)

Other things for Mage as a classpect though, one of her other interests is in solving puzzles and using her noggin to work her way through things, and she is intensely curious about everything in her surroundings, ignoring warnings from her brother of “hey don’t look at that mysterious thing it could be dangerous” with “pfft, duh of course I’m gonna look at the mysterious dangerous thing who do you think I am?”

but what strongly makes me sure that she is a Mage, moreso than all the magic and mental associations

is that throughout the game, Joey displays a lot of knowledge that she could not possibly know, either through clever meta references or through internal gut feelings and knowledge that she intuits from her surroundings and objects that she interacts with

I would have to go back through my playthough to grab screenshots of what I mean, but some specific instances are things like the different patterns on the lite brite object you can make (Bec’s head, the cherub spiral) the interactions you get near the attic part of the game when you rub the Cherub Key/Heirloom thing on everything and during a conversation with Xefros when she asks who he’s rebelling against she jokingly suggests “The Man”? but the man is color typed to be in all green with the a in the center as white

clearly referencing the figure of Doc Scratch, who she should know absolutely nothing about, even if to her it was a joke and she herself didnt consciously understand the reference she was making, she still unconsciously made the reference, she still understood something she shouldn’t really be able to

As well as understanding how to use Alternia technology, understanding how to change the color of the text, understanding how to use a tablet and take a selfie right off the bat when for her its currently 1994, that technology doesn’t even have an existing equivalent on earth yet but she picks it up intuitively as if shes used it all her life, not to mention that she could intuitively understand bits and pieces of alternian language despite absolutely never seeing anything like that in her life

and she makes a lot of outstanding intuitive understandings of the people and things around her, correctly guessing why her PA left her (she says for “greener pastures or bluer women” which we understand as referring to Jade’s eventual arrival and possibly Nanna/Some version of Jane) correctly understanding the nature of Xefros’s and Dammek’s relationship as damaging to Xefros, cutting through the fact that to her it’s an alien culture and for all she knows this may be the norm for them and perfectly healthy, but both her and we as the audience know and understand that it is not

there’s more things too (Id have to rewatch for specific examples) but over all her character on the whole, for me I see Mage and Life completely outshine every other possibility thus far

*EDIT* and if there was one screenshot that perfectly describes this, like how the homestuck kids also had one page descriptions that included clever references to to their classpects before we knew them, Joeys equivalent is probably this:

“These posters…they resonate so powerfully with the very core of your being. the animals. the MAGIC (Mage). the POWER (Life). they whisper to you in your dreams… secrets of a better world on the other side of the stars… (reference to how she shoots across space like a shooting star to alternia)

Hello! I’ve gotten a lot of questions on how I edit/color my photos so I’ve decided to just make a tutorial! Also, just a needed fair warning: I suck at explaining basically anything and it might be super messy, but I’ll try to get everything across! Hope you all are having a great Memorial Day/Monday! ❤  

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Public Statement from souIspear

(quoted in its entirety from the CoolGames Inc. Reddit.)

Hi, everyone. This is @souIspear from twitter. First off, let me say that I am so, so sorry for locking my account. The tweets got way more attention than I was expecting (silly on my part), and I panicked and locked and will most likely be switching accounts. I will be unlocking then, and I don’t mind archives of my tweets being spread for discussion.

Anyways, I feel as though it’d be helpful to fully explain my story. I won’t be including pictures and shit because to be quite honest I just made this account and I don’t really know how. Regardless, there are a few things that I believe need some clearing up.

When I posted these screenshots, I did not intend for them to paint me as a witless girl who had no idea what happened to her. I was complicit in this, and I was stupid. Like many of you have said earlier, I blame this on the fact that I was starstruck (one of my favorite youtubers DMs me out of the blue, I couldn’t believe it). Yes, I did send him “lewds”. The definition of which (for me) are pictures of me in bras, panties, leotards, “sexy” clothing. I was never nude, although I honestly doubt that matters.

I don’t consider myself a victim. I understand that I could have said no, and I’m not trying to say that I’m no way in the wrong. I am. However, there are things to learn from this.

A lot of you are saying that the age difference between us wasn’t an issue. Let me provide some context. When we first started talking, I was only a month into my first year of college. I had been 18 for half a year, and I moved to San Francisco from the Midwest. He was 26. Yes, I was a legal adult, and I consented. The things that we exchanged are not the issue. The issue is that Nick used his influence on a random, barely legal fan who had sent him innocuous replies on his twitter feed. Eight years is a long time for a person to mature, and the difference between a green freshman in college and a grown man with taxes is staggering. Again, I do take responsibility for the things I have done. But I really just wanted to post this in order to give courage to the other women who I know are too afraid to speak. Looking through all your replies to try and find young women who sound “vaguely thirsty” to hit up… is a little pathetic. A lot pathetic. That’s all I was trying to get across.

All in all, I’m lucky. I refused to meet him in person, and we stopped all communication in January. Other women have come to me in my DMs about personal experiences that they have gone through, and if I can give them hope then that’s all the really matters.

Sorry for getting all preachy at the end, hahah. Thank you for being civil. Again, I’m sorry for locking my twitter account. You can post any screenshots of things I have tweeted in the past.

I don’t really know how to end this. Please, ask me anything you’d like to know. My DMs are open on twitter as of now, but I’m genuinely asking… please be nice. I just got back from the airport and I’m tired as fuck hahahah.

Madancy Movie Night 2: The Reckoning

Egged on by precisely no one, @avidreadr2004 and I consigned ourselves to the lot of the eternally traumatised and tormented.  On Wednesday night, armed with tea, ginger ale, and what I’m told is quite good vodka, we watched Basic Instinct 2.

We barely escaped with our lives.

As it turns out, if you want to venture into Hell, using the buddy system is a quite good tactic.

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(NOTE:  It is long.  Very long.  Because this film is so terrible that the only way I could cope was by continually typing out sarcastic comments of decreasing coherence and increasing capitalisation.  On the other hand, ow, my fingers.)

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Pro Divorce.

(warning: long story)

This all happened to me a few years ago. I told a friend the story of my divorce and I was told to share.

Started a few years ago. I thought we were happy. We were your usual suburban professional couple. Financially secure, healthy, good sex life, two kids (14f and 9m at the time). I thought we had a healthy social life.

We were going through one of your typical married couple rough patches. Both of us were working long hours, not spending enough time together, we were going through some developmental problems with my son and tensions in the house were running a little high.

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I’m having one of those spells where I am very in love with a lot of things at once and just keep swinging from one to the other in a happy daze of getting nothing done. Opening up all my Deep Space Nine WIPs at once and adding one line here two lines there, then remembering my screenshots and diving back into those folders only to be overwhelmed by how many I adore and still haven’t placed, flipping through them singing Lucius to myself until finally just putting their Wildewoman album on again and tipping back to lay on the floor because it makes me feel like I’m skating, swooping, until it turns over into Jeff Russo’s “Choir and Crickets” from Legion and oh, god, listening to this song is like a dream about dreaming, like it should be— god why did I rewatch Inception with Sean last weekend how did I trip into this three years ago I can’t possibly still be falling but, fuck, where is that story, still my favorite even now, and —oh but wait, I was reading Master & Commander, Stephen was pleading and shouting to be allowed to save a man dying on a plague ship when “Jack took him by the elbow and propelled him with affectionate violence into the cabin” and that was an entire thing given phrase and I had died at it, where had I set that book…but then there’s my Twin Peaks gold box set on the shelf and my heart fills my chest with a Badalamenti beat and I wonder If I Do It, oh Coop, ahh but first I wanted to rewatch Mulholland Drive, and finally watch The Love Witch, and oh god it’s almost October there are so many things! I want to watch and read! in the Hallowseason!

I get up. I get another tiny bowl of cardamom ice cream. It starts all over again.

anonymous asked:

How can I be cute and soft and warm? Please don't say I already am. Thank you

I really don’t know if I’m right person to be asked about that because although they’re plently of persons living inside me and indeed one of them is soft and warm (I hope so), I’m still very unstable which makes me lonely inside my own mind but I try to help you as much as I can. All advices below are based on my own likes, sense of aesthetic and what I’ve taught through my life, so I hope it would be helpful. Please remember that you don’t have to follow all of them to be soft and warm because all of this words are just my personal view and if doing or liking something is opposite to yourself, please don’t force yourself to do that. This is just a guidance which could help you with finding your own way in being a person who eradiates warmness and softness.

How to be soft and warm?

♡ Wear clothes made from soft and ethereal fabrics like chiffon, organza or fleece decorated with lots of detailed lace, frills and ribbons in pale colours which will be reminded fluffy clouds by which angels like you are sorrounded staying safe,

♡ Be gentle for your skin. I know that you’ve probably heared it from many persons, but please, believe me, be gentle for your skin. Your body is your friend, not your enemy, so please treat it as you would treat the person close to your heart who will never abandon you staying with yourself forever. There are plently ways of caring about your skin, so please try to find one which suits yours the most effective way. From my personal experience, you could try Rose Water as a toner - it’s good for most of the skin types, keeping it glowing and moisturized,

♡ Sorround yourself with things that are generally assiociated with softness and warmness like vintage peignoirs, love letters, fleece blankets, fairy tales from childhood with flowers pressed between the pages, antiques found in the thrift shops, angel figurines, rosaries, lock of hair from your best friend, heart-shaped lockets, merry-go-round toy music box and whatever you like to have around you to feel safe and comfortable!

♡ Be patient with yourself: try to focus on yourself, detect your flaws which are bothering you and think what you could do to be better for yourself but not in rushing way - be gentle not only with your skin but also with your heart, always take your time,

♡ Find a healthy coping mechanism to relieve yourself from negative emotions.   It would be helpful in many situations in your life and is quite necessary to honest get to the next step. If you haven’t found out it yet, there are lot of ideas that people have shared on tumblr and I will add my own to help you:
Whenever I’m anxious or sad, I imagine fluffy kitten sleeping on my lap, purring loudly just like they wanted to calm my entire heart. When I’m at home, I tend to curl up in my bed under the pile of the blankets and imagine I’m recovering from all the bad things happened to me,

♡ Collect wonderful memories to help yourself get through the bad moments in your life. You can either write a diary on your phone, take photos, screenshots of conversations that make you smile or write down a thought on the snippet and hide it in the jar,

♡ Think about yourself as about a tender angel or a fraigle fairy (or whatever creature you like or identify with) who is glowing with warm and loving attitude towards others. When you think you are like you wanted to be it would be easier to achieve your dream.  I strongly believe that given goodness is sooner or later returned back and you will feel better with yourself treating everyone in understanding and compassionate way.

I really hope it helps! Dear angel, please remember that we all have soft and warm souls! ♡

simplesparklysims  asked:

Do you have tips for starting a legacy? Also, do you edit your pictures?

Hi! I’m honored you came to me for that as I feel like my blog is a mess and I’m not an example to follow. ahah But I do have some useful stuff for you.

@sandy-sims actually put a lot of efforts into some guides very useful that I still go through from time to time. I definitely recommend to give it a look to any simblrs. :)

Basic tips I’d like to add & I’m probably just repeating but:

Tag your legacy posts with ts4, sims 4 legacy, sims 4 to get visibility. Tumblr only shows your post in the first 5 tags so I use those tags first.

Personally, I fall in love with the pictures first so I think editing is key to attract other people. Settings, lighting in your game + editing your pictures.

If you don’t have access to topaz or photoshop, I recommend inspiring yourself from these simblrs who use free app & I really enjoy the way their pictures look.

Queue your legacy posts from 12 am to 12 am (number of posts to your discretion though) so your posts can reach people in another timezone.

I suggest you don’t use the reblog option too much. It’s my personal liking but I don’t follow people who reblog a lot because I like seeing original content. You can always make a side blog for reblogging the CC or the posts you like and don’t want to forget though, that’s what I do. I personally just try to keep my blog reblog-free so people don’t see twice+ the same stuff on their dash.

Never forget you’re doing a legacy & having a simblr because it makes you happy. If you enjoy yourself, followers are naturally going to come. Post what you like, from personal to sims related. I don’t know if I’m the only one but I actually really enjoy reading nonsims from the people I follow. I feel like I’m connecting a little more with them.

If you have any other questions, don’t be afraid to come to me! ❤️️

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My first time completing the White-Gold Tower! \o/

kin anti-anti week!

this is the official announcement for the first annual “kin anti-anti week”, beginning monday july 17 through to friday july 21!

otherkin, therians, fictionkin, synpaths, otherhearted, any kind of kin… we all deserve a week of celebration, unity, and acceptance, and standing up to harassment! we deal with lots of negativity on here and i think all kin individuals deserve to feel safe and loved and confident being who they are and expressing themselves without having to worry about being hated or mocked. 

my motivation behind anti-anti week is this: to stand up the antikin hate. to fill the tags with positivity so all the antis and their screenshots and their hatred get drowned in the flood of support for being who we are as kin. to unite all kin and emerge a stronger community in the face of antikin hate.

people could make art of their kin types, write stories featuring their kin / or otherkin characters, make celebratory aesthetics/stims, and generally boosting kin confidence and showing the antis that we won’t stand for their harassment in our tags any longer.

i propose to make july 17 through july 21 the official kin anti-anti week! 5 days for celebration of who we are and who we were, of feeling comfortable in our own skin, and of standing up to antikin.

like/reply to show your support, reblog to spread the word! i know i’ll be celebrating this july and i’d love y’all to join me!

stand up to the antis! join the anti-anti festivities!

the tag is “anti-anti week”. tag anything you wish to contribute!

Some stuff about the Sans fight that you may not have known

So I discovered some interesting things related to the Sans fight, mostly by browsing r/Underminers, looking through the game’s code (as produced by this decompiler), and playing the fight to test things out.  Most of this is related to KARMA or Karmic Retribution or whatever you want to call it.  Under a cut since I’m including screenshots and they might take up a lot of space.

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Pro Divorce

Throwaway as this might not make me very popular, even in ProRevenge.

This all happened to me a few years ago. I told a friend the story of my divorce and I was told to share.

Started a few years ago. I thought we were happy. We were your usual suburban professional couple. Financially secure, healthy, good sex life, two kids (14f and 9m at the time). I thought we had a healthy social life.

We were going through one of your typical married couple rough patches. Both of us were working long hours, not spending enough time together, we were going through some developmental problems with my son and tensions in the house were running a little high.

I noticed that she was spending a lot more time on her phone texting with her “girlfriends”. I didn’t think much of it. I started making a much more concerted effort to get out of work when I could, help around the house and be more emotionally available, but over the course of a few weeks the gulf just kept getting wider.

I ended up accidentally finding some messages when I charged up an old IPad for my son to use. Her FB messenger was still logged in and there were a lot of highly questionable messages with a guy from her hometown who I will call JimBobCooter or JBC for short. The messages weren’t completely inappropriate, but I could tell there were quite a few missing based on the times and context of the messages. I made a mental note to keep an eye on this and went about trying to fix things up.

The next day after I took the day off to knock out some projects that I thought would make her happy, and left her some sweet notes reminding her how much I appreciated her she was once again in the corner of the living room “texting her girlfriends”.

I took the boys iPad to the office opened up FB messenger and watched in real time as my wife tore me down. Her and JBC were making fun of me. All of my flaws, insecurities and secrets I entrusted to my partner were now fodder for her and JBC. Not only that, but while there wasn’t outright sexting there was a sexual undertone to the whole conversation, especially when she was bashing my performance in the sack.

I managed to take some screenshots, but missed a good bit of the messages, because as the conversation was unfolding she was deleting them.

I wasn’t emotionally capable of confronting her. I stayed in the office until she was asleep and had a couple drinks.

I took off the next day and spent some time soul searching, drinking and trying to figure out what to do. The wife came home and wanted to know what was wrong and I just coped out and told her I had a bad day. A couple minutes later I was watching the iPad as the train wreck kept unfolding.

So began a couple solid weeks of taking screenshots, drinking and detaching myself from the relationship. I knew there was no going back from this. The messages were now overtly sexual with my wife completely into it, and JBC was sprinkling in “I love you’s”.

I consulted a lawyer and got my options, and started moving forward.

Here’s where everything got absolutely surreal. Watching the messages I found out JBC was coming to town to spend a weekend of quality time with my wife in a pretty nice hotel. I was missing a good bit of the info, they must have had a phone conversation about it at some point, but I was able to infer enough to get the when and where.

Sure as shit the next day the wife is buttering me up and wanting to take a spa weekend with the girls to relax and when she gets back we can really focus on our marriage. I go with it all the way. It’s the greatest idea she’s ever had, and I’ll do anything to get us back on track.

I get with the lawyer and have him draft a strong separation agreement stating that she would move out, she would get weekend visitation, no child support in the interim until the divorce is final. Then I sit through the most agonizing two weeks of my life. After all this most of my feelings for her are completely gone, and I’m just seething with anger like I’ve never felt before.

D-day arrives. I take the day off work. I Withdraw half of any money in any accounts we are joint on, leave her half alone. I had already redirected my paycheck to a new bank. I close our money market account and get a cashiers check for her half and deposit my half in my new account. I stop at office max and print out about 75 pages of FB messenger screenshots, and I kill time because I don’t want to be at home.

She texts me that she’s taking off and that she loves me. I tell her to have fun.

I show up to the hotel at about 830 and call the wife’s phone from the lobby. It goes straight to VM. They are probably already at it, whatever. I walk up to the front desk and ask if I can use the phone to be connected to JBCs room. It rings three times and he picks up.

JBC: Hello?

Me: JBC, can you send my wife down to the lobby please?

JBC: I don’t know what you’re talking about bro.

Me: Ok then. I guess I’ll have to call Mrs. JBC and get her down here. (Totally a bluff. I knew he was married, and I knew her first name but that was it.)

JBC: (Inaudible, shuffling, panic)

Me: You got five minutes. Click

Not even two minutes later my wife comes walking out of the elevator looking a little flustered. I sit her down in the corner of the lobby.

Her: Starts spewing bullshit saying it’s not what it seems etc etc.

Me: I’m not here to argue. The things that are said in this pile of papers are what’s going on. The only way I’m not giving a copy of this to daughter, your parents and emailing it to everyone we know is if you move out immediately. (Wife was very prideful. Daughter was going through a rebellious teen phase and her knowing probably would have forever killed their relationship. Wife was also her parents golden child and she always worried about what they thought of her. I didn’t have much leverage and shame was my only card to play. Also her professional life is built up around her image, so I knew she would protect that at all costs.)

Her: Sniffle, mumble, inaudible

Me: This is a check for half of the money market account. I’ve withdrawn my half of the money from all the other joint accounts. You should have more than enough to get a place.

She starts to cry a little. I could almost see the different thoughts and waves of emotions going through her, but now was the time to keep pressing.

Me: Here is a separation agreement that I think is more than fair considering what’s going on. I’m going to need you to look this over, sign it, and leave it at the house when you get your stuff. Do you want to look through these screenshots?

Her: No.

Me: Ok. Go have fun with JBC. Do not come back to the house or I’m going to send this (holds up ream of screenshots) to everyone.

I bounce out of the lobby, and I can hear her start to have a breakdown. I get to the car drive off to a parking lot and have my own crying rage fit. Previously I would have cried in front of her and yelled and whatnot but I managed to get my shit together enough to pull it off.

I don’t know what she did that night or over the weekend. She texted and called over and over wanting to talk. I just turned the phone off and by the time Monday afternoon rolled around there were movers getting her stuff and she delivered the agreement. I let her have a talk with the kiddos basically saying mommy and daddy need some time a part, we still love you, etc etc. Standard divorce talk.

After a week she wants to have a real talk for the first time. I oblige her because I’ve already got my shit together and I’ve got an idea of what I want, but I should hear her out.

She’s so sorry. She wants another chance. She wants her family back. She’ll do anything. She’s on her knees crying into my lap. I have no intention of ever taking her back.

I tell her she needs to set up marriage counseling on her own at a time that works for me. I tell her that I can’t live with her, but she should be around the children to try to maintain a relationship with them.

So starts our new normal of her coming over the house, cooking and having dinner with the kids three nights a week (she always saved me a plate, I made myself scarce), her cleaning the house and doing the kids laundry then heading back to her place.

We went to counseling. It consisted of her working through her issues with the therapist trying to figure out why she did it, her begging for forgiveness, and me stoically playing the victim.

I was never going to give her another chance. All I wanted to do was kill time, establish myself as the primary caregiver to the kids, and establish her as not having residency in the house.

After a few months I go to my own therapist and get diagnosed with depression and PTSD. I ask my work if it’s possible to go to part time for the foreseeable future to deal with personal issues, and it’s no big deal.

After six months of therapy I told her that I couldn’t forgive her right now and that I wanted an amicable divorce, but she is still the love of my life and maybe someday we could give it another try. She was devastated, but agreed to the divorce if I promised to try again someday.

Once the divorce was filed I needed the kids to want to stay with me. I left a google search for “how to survive your wife’s infidelity” up on the shared PC at home, and I left some printed out infidelity articles not so hidden in the kitchen. My daughter found them and came to me crying. I told her she wasn’t supposed to find those, that mom made a mistake, that mom still loves her, and that I would always be here for her. My daughter who used to hold my wife in such high regard now wouldn’t talk to her without screaming, and it crushed her.

Not surprisingly when the court needed statements from the kids a few months later little brother followed big sisters lead and they both wanted to stay with Dad in the house they grew up in.

When the divorce was finalized I got the house (had to buy out some of her equity, but that’s ok). I got primary custody of the kids. I got awarded generous child support due to the difference in our incomes due to me working part time.

Now for the last two years I’ve gotten to live in the house with my kids, work part time, get the now ex to subsidize it for me, and when she takes the kids over the weekends I get to have my fun with tinderellas and some FWBs I’ve cultivated.

In the eyes of my kids I’m the patron saint of fatherhood for taking the high road and always being there.

In the eyes of my ex I’m the one that got away that she will always pine for, and I get the bonus of having her come over for sex whenever I want it by dangling that carrot of maybe getting back together.

But that is never going to happen.

TLDR: Got divorced and it worked out.

I wasn’t tagged, I stole this from @ladywiltshire after seeing her post 

Rules: answer these 30 questions about yourself, then tag 20 blogs you’d like to get to know.

1. Nicknames: En, Envy, Tos, Poekie

2. Gender: Female

3. Star sign: Sagittarius

4. Height: 175cm

5. Time:

6. Birthday: December 8

7. Favourite band: I have a lot but I really love DB5K, Thy Majestie, Kalafina, & Versailles even though I haven’t listened to them all that much lately

8. Favourite solo artist: XIA 

9. Song stuck in my head: I actually have nothing stuck in my head right now?

10. Last movie you watched: Moana

11. Last show you watched: Since I assume  skipping through FMA episodes for screenshots don’t count, the last show I watched was Mawaru Penguindrum

12. When did I create my blog: Oh man. This one? March 2012

13. What do I post: Used to be way more of a multifandom blog, but these days it’s pretty much 97% FMA. Everything else goes on different sideblogs (I have too many)

14. Last thing I googled: I don’t actually remember..

15. Do you have other blogs: I have a lot. I have several sideblogs for other fandoms and stuff, and a few urls saved.

17. Why did you choose your url:

18. Following: 1021

19. Followers: 2375 (!!!!!)

20. Favourite colours: Black, dark green, red, purple, and I like pastels

21. Average hours of sleep: anywhere from 6 to 10

22. Lucky number(s): I don’t have one

23. Instruments I played: Piano. And I’ve played on a bass once or twice

24. What am I wearing: a green dress from Steps that I just found out is on sale so it’s only 35 euros instead of the 70 I paid for it :))))))

25. How many blankets I sleep with: one regular blanket and a bambi fleece

26. Dream job: making a living with my fma blog tbh but other than that I’d like to work in a library or archive

27. Dream trip(s): I’M GOING TO DISNEYLAND PARIS FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE HOLY SHIT I CANNOT WAIT
Other than that I want to go to Japan. And back to Switzerland and Siena, Italy.

28. Favourite food: Lasagna is the best thing there is

29. Nationality: Dutch

30. Favourite song: I’m not sure.. I don’t think I have one at the moment. A while ago I stayed up all night and Shiny really fascinated me so I’ll just go with that one?

I tag everyone who sees this post and wants to do this : )

Aah, I was going through my screenshot folder on fb and came across this.. so let me tell you about this tragic story(?) :’)

About a year ago, I was drawing out scenes from the first two Drama CDs (like I did with the Spring CD), and I have this ugly habit of making a lot of drawings in the same canvas/file. One night, my computer crashed right when I was saving the file. I’ve experienced this at least 5 times before, so I knew what was going to happen. The file gets corrupted :’) Technically, the information is not lost, but when you open the file, the program can read it correctly and it opens up a horrible black canvas with red noise (looks like a murder scene, I swear to god…). A file in that condition is impossible to recover <I tried A LOT of stuff, but gave up at the end>

I like to take screenshots while working, and I share them in my personal fb (for no particular reason), so this screenshot, taken probably the previous day, is the only visual left of those drawings I lost. This particular drawing was from that part where Licht and Lawless are about to fight -both naked- in the hot springs :‘DD

I can say without a doubt that losing files (or even progress) like that is the most HORRIBLE feeling ever. I was frustrated for weeks, sob.

So what’s the moral of this story? Backup your files, kids. And don’t have a million drawings in the same canvas. Also, Windows sucks. <But I don’t like Apple so I have to stick with Windows lol>. No but srsly, hope this never happens to anyone :'3

anonymous asked:

I love Eridan! I would like to know what you like about him

mMM man

He started off as my least favourite before I even read homestuck bc my friends were into it and were talking about how the characters related to the zodiac so i looked up “Aquarius troll” and was like “who is this hipster ass fish face?? no?? he looks like an asshole i dont want it.” I used to have screenshots of myself complaining but the server it was in is gone now so I can’t get them.

I was pretty eh about him through most of when he was alive but he really grew on me eventually. I love his design and how pessimistic(?) he is, I dunno. I related to him a lot despite how generally hated he is (or maybe because of it?? middle school was a trip). I understand he has flaws and why he’s not liked but I think that’s a part of really having a favourite character, knowing their flaws and loving them despite them. That’s one reason Nepeta isn’t my favourite, because she is literally perfect and has done nothing wrong ever. My Nepeta may not be, but canon Nepeta is.

Anyway I don’t know if I can specifically point at things I like about him? I really like how he looks and he’s relatable, my favourite colour is purple and he’s my zodiac sign, I think he can be really cute sometimes and a lot of him is really sad I just want to give him a big hug. </3

Someone called me an Eridan apologist once?? 
They were right I am I apologize on behalf of Eridan for his behavior

*don’t delete the caption please!*

Happy New Year everyone! Wishing everyone an amazing 2017 ♥ I thought I’d start my year off up updating my favourites, but while I’m at it, why not also do a January BOTM? (It’s a bit late, sorry!!)

Rules:

  • Reblog this post. (Likes are only for bookmarking ^^)
    • If you reblog before January 14th, you’ll be considered for my January BOTM :D
  • Mbf me (reveiling) please

Perks:

  • For updated favourites:
    • Me as a new friend (if you want :3) and any help/support I can give you (coding, polls/votes, advice, promos, etc)
    • Be featured on a new favourites page
    • A follow from me if I haven’t already
  • For my January BOTM:
    • All of the above, and a fansign ♥
    • Lots of promos through the month

Other:

  • Submit a screenshot of your follower count if you have less than 2000 followers (I’d like to help out and discover some new blogs)
  • Talk to me :D I’d love to get to know all of you ^_^
  • I’ll choose my BOTM on Jan 14th, but I’ll pick favourites on a later date :)

I think that’s all :3 Feel free to ask questions if you have any :p