#kels asks

[kelticangel]

Shoutout to ppl going through their perimenopause symptoms checklist every few days and trying to figure out how to function through the hot flashes, confusing menstrual shifts, and suddenly 80-year-old joint aches

We got this

Now it's just the countdown

Also, I'm open to asks about my experience. I've got a mother who's too uncomfortable talking about this stuff and no one else I could consult with. If I can break that silence for someone else, I'm more than happy to

[rulingqueenarts98-blog]

3, 12, and 17 for the queen ask!!!

Ayyoo thank you for the ask ladio!

3. What would you do on a weekend with the boys?

Depends on the weather. If it’s sunny, a beach day with homemade ice tea and desserts. If it’s raining, I’d pull out monopoly for all of us to play with hot tea and take note of long it takes until they start killing each other over the playthrough of the game lol

it probably would be brutal playing against Deaky the most since he handles the band’s finances so well

12. Freddie with or without the mustache?

Yes.

17. Do you have a song from Queen that you dislike?

nope not really tbh. Everything’s been top notch except for the Flash album which I only listen to while drawing for some atmosphere but otherwise that’s it.

Thank you for the ask beautiful 😘

[kelticangel]

What color dominates your closet?

Do you collect anything? If so, what?

two because im greedy :]

Oooo!

1. Berry tones absolutely overwhelm every other colour in my wardrobe. Followed closely by earth tones. But *always* paired with jeans

2. Ummm. I used to collect Christmas earrings, back when I was a teacher. And now I tend to collect pictures of funny signs. And cute little sparkly rocks or tiny figurines that remind me of something or someone. I have a lot of those.. but they need to be able to fit inside my closed hand

[kelticangel]

(Relating to the Minecraft crochet ask)

I recommend checking out one of those Star Wars crochet pattern boxes. I loosely used the Ewok pattern to make a Bdubs and the Han Solo pattern to make a fisherman Grian.

Not exactly a pattern, but I recommend checking out Gina’s Patterns for inspiration on how to simplify the mc skins for crochet -> https://www.tumblr.com/marvelousstrings/769212196381196288/bam-scar-got-red-before-i-finished-the-first

👀 Ooo!! Okay, I really love these ideas, thank u 💜 And I'm definitely gonna check out that blog

[kelticangel]

what’s up? feel like i haven’t talked to you recently

also other random question, what ttrpg systems have you used?

💜 I feel like I've had my head buried in the sand for a month!! But now I'm back and have lots of things on the go:

- super secret recording project that no one will ever guess, hehehe 💚💛❤️

- new discord server to hang out with people

- relaunching my Twitch account for non-Minecraft (and sightly more PG-13) gaming

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As far as ttrpgs go, I'm most familiar with D&D 5e. I'm a different kind of DM than most, though, because I really dislike maps and minis and stuff

I'm wanting to learn some other systems, but haven't had a chance to sit down with any more serious ones yet. I'm a big fan of some of the cute casual ones, like You Awaken In A Strange Place

[kelticangel]

you should post a sentence/two excerpt from your current WIP

i wanna read it 🥺

Kel watched the clock impatiently. The moment it ticked over to 4:30, she logged off her workstation. It was Friday. And Friday afternoons meant she had an appointment to keep at the uplink centre. The pedway was already beginning to fill with other pedestrians eager to leave their place of work for the weekend, but within 20 minutes she’d navigated the windowed labyrinth overlooking the sprawling concrete urban jungle she lived in. The city was small in diameter, but tall. It served as the primary hub for agricultural export, which meant Kel’s view from the pedway included a great view of the agricultural industry spread from horizon to horizon. Not that she had time to admire the open skies today.

Today she’d set aside time for Induced Sleep for Lucid Dreaming. Since last year’s survival game, Kel had become hooked on Lucid gaming and, over the past year, she’d spent every spare cent booking a few hours at the uplink centre on Friday afternoons after work. Friday afternoons, if you could catch an early enough booking, were ideal. The uplink centres were always more busy on weekends; they were a far more convenient way to vacation than actually trying to leave the city. And less expensive. But on Friday afternoon, just before the evening rush, there was a small, two-hour window where the uplink centres were more quiet, she could have her pick of personal bays, and the med techs on shift weren’t overtired.

Last year, Kel discovered she really liked survival games, despite abounding evidence that she wasn’t any good at them. She’d always had an affinity for survival situations - even going so far as to choose outdoor survival as an elective in grade school. There was something about those early struggles, man versus nature, that really appealed to her. Earning her safety. Maybe it had something to do with wanting something more tangible to combat — at least there was a clear reason for distress when you were fighting monsters. Unlike trying to combat the vague malaise that lurked in the shadows of her consciousness.

Enough of that. There’s no point dwelling on it.

[kelticangel]

📺

📺  - describe a picture you’ve had in your head and wanted to take. 

Ooooo! K, I gotta think.

I think I'm gonna describe something from my childhood. ❄️ I've had this picture in my head since I was really little, but it's impossible to capture (especially 'cause I'm not at all artistic)

Snow Faeries

Imagine Saskatchewan in winter (flattest lang imaginable, for hundreds of thousands of miles in every direction). The huge sky has been enveloped in frosty whiteness so you can't tell where the sky ends and the snow drifts begin. You're walking along the road, no vehicles in sight. The wind picks up little eddies of snow that swirl and glimmer like the trailing tails of glitter comets.

Those snow eddies can't be more than 4 inches wide, but often several feet long, gusting along just a foot or two above the wind-packed snow. And they wriggle and float like Asian dragons. I used to call them snow dragons. And each one was mounted by a regal snow faerie. Tiny. Aloof. Imperious riders sitting astride their tempestuous steeds.

Hundreds of them. All at once. Racing against snowflakes amid the guests of wind across endless prairie in a breakneck battle for who knows what sort of ridiculous faerie game and prize. Maybe nothing more than bragging rights.

[kelticangel]

chimken

Bright eyes!! Most noble and dignified, or at least self-possessed, of all the curious creatures 💜

Thank you for gracing my inbox with your presence, welcome!

May I ask the name of such an illustrious bird?