#amidoingthisright?

[stopaskingmetosignupforthissite]

so I don't know how tumblr works

And I'm innocently poking around my girlfriends tumblr

And she's into good shit

Like, I'm not liking her posts because they're hers, I just like them and our interests align and okay some of them are just unmistakably *her*, and that's cute, you know?

BUT THEN

NOBODY WARNED ME

WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME

[volasaurus]

You know, I think they actually became MORE intimidating.

[pancakenpie]

I was thinking about SPM’s final boss, Super Dimentio, the other day (thanks, to ManOnTheInternet’s musical series!) and just realized...

It’s head sure looks a lot like Brobots’!

And you know, now that I think of it, some of SD’s attacks are a lot like the ones for the Brobot fights. Rocket-punches and laser beams.

Probably pretty obvious, but I never realized it before! It’s an interesting use of foreshadowing.

I guess Super Dimentio is a lot like a mech...Dimentio even acts like the main controller and all (especially when he enters the head. Anime-style, heh).

...does this mean Luigi was like the body of the thing? And Dimentio the brain...? That would make the Chaos Heart it’s “power core” of sorts.

I guess all this means that Chaos Heart might’ve drawn all of this from Luigi’s subconscious or something when transforming him into this...thing.

Boy, the more I talk about this, the more I feel bad for Luigi. To be transformed into a strange robot-jester monster against his will...Poor guy.

[thewalkingabstract]

Well, it’s about time for this

I’ve been putting off posting anything on here for quite some time.  I repost things, of course, but otherwise, I keep my voice to a minimum.  I often feel like it is hard to connect with people, even though it’s easiest for me to communicate in some form of a message.   Lets get this started, shall we?

I haven’t updated my profile, but I’m 32.   I’m a 32 year old woman, with an incredible toddler, but I also have a few other things going on.  Firstly?  I am mentally ill and I struggle with it daily.  The pandemic is not helping at all, but, thankfully, I am medicated.  I’m doing the best that I can.

Secondly, I am a practicing witch, but I’m solitary in my practice.  I would also call myself an eclectic witch because a lot of what I do are a mixture of a lot of different things. I do a bit of green witchery, moon witchery, and kitchen witchery to name a few.   I am also a polytheist.  I strongly feel that it isn’t my place to tell someone that their Deity doesn’t exist, because for that person that believes in whatever energy, entity or Deity that they are working with?  They exist because of them believing them as much as they do.  However, in my cobbled together Craft, there are things that absolutely refuse to engage in.  For example, those who are born into something, raised in a teaching, and it is in their family blood?  That is not mine to trespass into.  That means things like Haitian Voodoo, Santeria (I’ll expand on this one in particular later), and many, many others.

Santeria is something I have always been curious about, but I refuse to even begin to traverse that line.  The reason I am saying that is I am a mixed person.  I am half latina, and I’m also half white.   That being said, I grew up mostly with my white side of the family, and anything that I have learned about my latina culture is from doing interest research, or from friends.  My latin family has made it a point to live a life that is purely American.  So I don’t know much of my family’s culture, I don’t know really anyone other than the immediately family I visited once a month in the summer and on Christmas.  I could very well have blood ties to Santeria, I honestly don’t know, but I also feel like it would be a slap in the face to anyone who is a practitioner of this beautiful craft.  I was raised by my mostly white family, which means that I view me trying to learn that as cultural appropriation.  

That was a bit long winded, but I appreciate it if you managed to read this far.  I feel like I’m being a little too awkward, but I’m trying to push myself past those limits a smidge to try to connect with the community around me.  

Thirdly and lastly, I work with the Goddess of Witches, Hecate.  I really enjoy working with Her, and listening to the lessons She tries to bestow on me (sometimes I am stubborn though, and that results in not so fun things, but a lesson will be learned regardless).  She is wonderful, amazing, and beautiful, but She is also incredibly powerful, and not to be trifled with.   We have a mutual respect for one another, and I cherish the relationship in which we share.  I don’t worship her, but I am devoted to her, which is completely different.  She guides me where She thinks it is best that I go, and it is my choice whether I heed her advice, or not.  I try to do as many offerings as I can, but there are times in which my anxiety and depression make it hard to do much of anything.   So She is patient, up to a point.  Then it’s a swift kick in the butt that makes me realize I need to step up a bit more.  

I’m still actively learning.  It’s something that will never stop in anyone's’ Craft in my opinion.   I enjoy reading, and I do that has often as I can, and the same goes with cross-stitching.  I have an eldery pup that I live for, and a husband that I adore.  But as for this... I think this will be it for the time being.  I will try to post more when I work up the courage to.   Until then?  Merry meet, and brightest of blessings to everyone.

[quapin]

Why the Earth spins

[tobias-the-painter]

Boy for Sale

Tobias threw down his brush onto the scuffed tile floor, a noise of pure frustration leaving him as he ran paint covered fingers through his blonde hair, scattering the already shaggy locks into complete disarray. FUCK. Fucking white paint. Why was there never any white paint? Any other color he could mix together or just make do without, but white was -vital-. How could he create shades of color if he could never lighten anything? But the tube was empty. Again. Dammit. He’d just have to go out and buy another one, he had a few dollars left he’d been saving for... well...

His stomach let out a rebellious gurgle, reminding him exactly what he’d been saving it for, and he dropped his hand to rest against it with a sigh. No. He couldnt spend the money on paint. Not again. He’d just have to put this piece aside for now and come back to it later. It was almost time for work anyway. Maybe if he played his cards right he could even earn enough extra to buy the paint. Plenty of tourists in town right now. Setting the rest of his supplies down more carefully, he pulled off the ratty too-large tshirt he used as an apron, draping it over the chair. A glance in the cracked bathroom mirror showed him he thankfully hadnt gotten any paint in his hair, and he brushed it back down and scrubbed his hands in the chipped sink before tossing on some old clothes and leaving the shady motel room he rented to run down to the corner store. The last few dollars he had bought him a loaf of bread and a jar of peanut butter, and once he’d returned ‘home’ with his precious groceries he polished off a quick sandwich of the stuff to calm his belly. There, protein. That should hold him for now. It was getting dark... time to work.

A short while later found him dressed only slightly better, ripped jeans hanging low on his hips and a black net shirt covering his chest as he leaned against the corner of an old brick building. He watched those who passed by carefully, giving the occasional smile or wink to those who looked interested, refusing to let any anxiety show. Anxious hookers didn't sell. He’d already managed to make a few bucks doing blowjobs, now if he could just get someone willing to spend more he could pay the motel fee for tomorrow...

@the-immortal-boy

[squirrelsimmer]

Hi Guys, been lurking on Tumblr for a few months now and reblogging cc that I wanted in my game. I’ve gotten really inspired by all you amazing simblr’s that post gameplay and decided/gathered up the courage to post some of my own. 

I’ve started a new save, with a new sim and I am going to be trying parts of the game I never seem to explore. And hoping to make some friends along the way.

Anyway, I will be posting my founder sims profile and backstory soon and hope some of you lovely people enjoy/follow my story. Very open to questions or suggestions, my inbox is always open!

Squirrel Simmer xxx

[a-somewhat-wiser-sicilian]

I’ve arrived

After years of watching tumblr from afar like apes in the zoo

I have finally jumped into the enclosure