patch light

If you’re using any of my lighting mods, you may notice the latest patch removed them from your game.

I would not recommend re-downloading them from their originals posts, until I can update all of them– hopefully in the next few days.

EDIT: it appears only the base game worlds and San Myshuno’s uptown/business district need to be updated.


A quick and easy tutorial for those wanting to update mirrors that aren’t working after the toddler patch. Simply, the problem is just like the lighting patch of 2016; tuningID names have been simplified and the ones no longer used have been removed from the game files. Because of this the game throws a script error because that tuning file cannot be found and objects cannot be placed. So what can we do? Replace the old tuning names with the new ones. 

For mirrors, the new generic tuning IDs are:

Floor Mirror:

Tuning Name: object_mirror

Tuning ID: 14948

Wall Mirror:

Tuning Name: object_mirror_wall

Tuning ID: 36584

Simply follow the steps above to change out the tuning names and values then your mirror should work (but check all swatches ingame to make sure you didn’t miss any). Be sure to keep a backup copy if you make a mistake! You must change all tuning names and IDs in all the object definition resources. Just doing one object definition resource will not be enough as each swatch has its own unique one. This is a little tedious, but gets the job done. Hopefully this will help those not sure what to do. 

Happy fixing!

Edit: Batch fix now available! Go download S4S for it!

you wanted something to get you through your exams, he had it. you wanted a fake license, he could get it. you wanted something to hurt you, he was it.

- maggie stiefvater, the dream thieves

Claude Francois Menestrier - Phantom Suns, “La Philosophie des Images”, 1682.

Mock Suns or Phantom Suns (meteorological name Parhelia), are an atmospheric phenomenon that consists of a pair of bright spots on either horizontal side on the Sun, often co-occurring with a luminous ring known as a 22° halo. Phantom Suns are a member of a large family of halos, created by light interacting with ice crystals in the atmosphere. Phantom Auns typically appear as two subtly colored patches of light to the left and right of the Sun, approximately 22° distant and at the same elevation above the horizon as the Sun. They can be seen anywhere in the world during any season, but they are not always obvious or bright. Phantom Suns are best seen and are most conspicuous when the Sun is close to the horizon.

patches of light

I miss you.
How can I miss you when
I talk to you daily?

Yesterday, I had breakfast with Albert and
Jean-Paul Charles Aymard Sartre.

War or love.
War or love.
Other than that,
we spoke of nothing.

JP refused to be amused when Albert,
adorned as a still life with sunflowers,
mimed a bull dance while
dressed in the common man’s
traje de luces.

I gathered each fallen seed.
So, when the ground thaws,
maybe we can meet and
plant them together.

I see us now.
We’re sitting by a creek,
our feet are wet.
You’re making a daisy chain for my hair.
I’m happy.


I woke up in his bed, the sunlight hitting the bed and our bare skin with bright patches of yellow light. I looked to my left, and the guy I was currently sleeping with, Josh, was laid out next to me. I checked his clock, and saw it was 7:30. I really needed to pee. I stood and crept to the bathroom, peeing and looking in the mirror, realizing only then that I was only wearing a bra and a pair of gym shorts. I looked around his bathroom and found a sweatshirt that was much too big for me laying on the floor and slipped it on (it smelled like Axe and Downy), fixed my face, then went back out and grabbed my pack of cigarettes from my purse and slipped outside. 

Josh wasn’t my boyfriend. He and I had more of a hook up relationship, although us calling it ‘official’ wouldn’t be so bad. He’s a nice guy, and we were friends before we started sleeping together. I don’t know, we never really talk about it together. I’d want to date him, but we’d just gotten used to this whole friends with benefits thing. I didn’t want to scare him off even more.

I go out into the bitter, cold morning air and sit on the small balcony of his apartment and let a cigarette dangle between my lips as I light it. I inhale, then extract the cig and breathe out slowly, my urge to smoke slowly dimming. I really shouldn’t be doing this, my family has a history of lung cancer, but smoking was the only legal thing that calmed me down (the illegal thing is weed. My state hasn’t legalized it yet, only medical) I finish my first one, then have another. That is, until, I hear a deep, gravelly voice from behind me. 

“Can I have one? I ran out, too lazy to get one right now,” Josh said, walking out, wearing nothing but a pair of black sweatpants. His yellow, curly hair is messy, curls going in every direction. I stood and hand him one, and my lighter, and places the cigarette in his mouth as he stretches. His powerful muscles move under his smooth skin, and I admire how beautiful he is. He shades his face from the sun as he takes the cigarette from his mouth and blows the smoke to the side. He looks me up and down, then stops on my torso.

“Is that my sweatshirt?” He asked. I blushed, struggling to say something. He smiled, letting the cigarette dance between his plump, pink lips as he spoke. “It’s okay, you look hot in it.”

But it’s My Birthday

Originally posted by mxnbin

Summary: Waking up the birthday boy is never easy 

Words: 860 

Genre: Fluff 

A/N: Happy birthday to the cutest maknae!!!

Waking up in the morning is one of the hardest things, especially when you’re not a morning person. But, today you were having no problem with it. Slowly lifting your head from the pillow, eyes still half closed. The white bed sheets temporarily blinding you with help from the light from outside. Looking over to your right, you see a patch of light hair poking up from the top of the blanket. Giggling you slowly reach for the end and pull it over revealing the soft face of your boyfriend, Yoon Sanha or as he is known today, the birthday boy.

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