#and realized that they just broke their blender

[virgincognito]

post purchase clarity

[autisticlalna]

don’t have the braincells to do anything with this, so i figure i could just throw this out there for, like. the five people who’d know what this is.

anyway: sbk shadow people au 👀?

YOU HAVE GIVEN ME INFINITE POWER

a quick recap of what Shadow People AU is: alternate universe where 1.15, on top of everythin else it Actually added, included a poorly-documented new mechanic where you could summon a black-and-yellow shadow copy of yourself. if you killed your shadow you would get a copy of everything you had in your inventory when you summoned it, but it would also be stronger with each death. if a shadow dies enough times, they can evolve to the point of being able to strategize, to build, and to communicate. oops! theyre self-aware!

there's a lot more to it than that, but ill explain as we go. because my favorite thing to do ever is apply this concept to different mcyt series and explore what might happen, and ive been toying with makin a variant for sbk. SO LETS GOOOOOOO

Viking would use his shadow to dupe materials and as an extra hand when buildin farms, so his shadow would develop to be more work-focused i think. zeroes in hard on a task and will not give up until its done. leave him alone he's got Shit To Do. either Viking gives him a cool mythology name, he continues the season nicknamin scheme to match Summertime, or Avid calls him somethin dumb and it sticks.

Vintage gets Antique. bottom text. i can actually just point at Antique as-is and go "yeah that's her shadow" LMAO. recolor the colored bits yellow and give her her eyes back and Antique is good to go. fun fact: the only* thing that can kill a shadow is their summoner or another shadow. run.

(* theres more than that but this post is already pretty long. spau is Big.)

Ruby is probably where we first run into the idea of "entity corruption", because god knows whats going on with Cherruby. basically if you've gotten corrupted by an entity in any way (eg Scar and Cub havin Vex magic, Watcher Grian, Karl Jacobs gettin put in the time travel blender), that bleeds over to your shadow and can cause... problems. i have a lot of thoughts about how this applies to TSMP specifically, but im squintin at Cherruby going what is your deal because there is SOMETHING messin with zhem and whatever it is is gonna mess with xis shadow too.

Avid would not risk havin a shadow. the most obvious reason is bc his shadow would be Super corrupted bc of basically everythin that happened in Nightmares, but the actual reason is that it would look like Avoid and that would freak Avid out too much :,D

rose suggested Marmalade would have the Old Shadows and OOGHGHHHHH FUCK . that goes hard. basically there's an associated dimension called the Shadowlands, and you can royally screw up your shadow's data by goin there before theyve finished forming for the first time. the outcome is a maxed-out shadow with a god complex that is capable of whatever you think its capable of. Marm might've drawn a connection between the Shadowlands and the Void, tried to use it as another way to get down to the Limbo border when the Void wasn't lettin her in, and instead got the Abyss equivalent. probably just named Void because of initially assuming theyre an extension of the Void itself.

Trog would be the runner-up for the Old Shadows, i think, but also they probably thought about it and went "nah" and forgot to warn anyone else that thats a thing. continues the trend with my Trog hcs of lookin perfectly normal and Not Being Normal At All. not entity corruption, just, like. corruption corruption. somethin broke here.

wait lmao i just realized something really funny and its that Fool's shadow would literally just look like him but all shadow-y. bc Fool already normally has the yellow/gold cracks. solar probably will have more ideas on what to do with this guy but i am proudly announcing that it is now Two Of Them Thursday

i cant decide if Leon's shadow shows signs of ender-ification before he does, or if he stays Completely Normal while Leon mutates. the latter is probably more interestin bc shadows gettin messed with is a pretty common trait in the au so havin a situation of "the shadow is normal while their summoner gets more and more fucked up" is fun. also: shitpost incarnate. this penguin cannot be stopped by any mortal means

i dont know how the tube thing would affect the shadows, is the fun part. like, "mechanically" the way the shadows work is they're tied to playerdata, so the likely idea is that Cloneby would have Cherruby's shadow. that's fun and fucked up!

fun side note: shadows are ground bound. they can do the kingdom hearts heartless thing of going flat to travel up surfaces and fit through spaces but they cannot jump over gaps. skyblock is maybe the worst experience for a shadow ever LMAO

[pspkisser]

⚙️ This laptop was saved from obsolescence! [10 mins of read]

Hello!! i am making this post here to raise awareness for PC and laptop upgrades, and how it should motivate you to do that same thing to preserve yours for longer or to give it the power you need! this will feature my history with mine, as well as the steps i took to be able to make him breathe life better! this is the story of his journey, and how it went to this current day.

his name is samuel, he is an asus fx570u and i bought him back in september of 2018 after i turned 13! he was brand new during that time and priced at 800 euros, offering only 6 gb of memory and an HDD as his specs. however he does have an 8th gen core i5 as his cpu and a geforce 1050 ti for his gpu. for something marketed as a gaming pc, it's pretty low and it wouldn't allow him to run fast enough, especially for highly demanding software and causing some compatibility issues. it wasn't severe, but as i was stuck with an hdd, that meant operating systems would run pretty slow on it, also leading to long software loading times. this is made worse by the fact that its bundled system, windows 10, isn't designed to work efficiently on hdd in the first place, but at least that means i have my hands on a windows key to be able to use some windows exclusive programs..

i mainly used him to be able to use advanced video editing software and customize the games i have on it for my own taste, because back then i loved making youtube videos and it was a passion i've had for years until i've partially retired from it. i rarely bought games on it and instead opted for free-to-plays, and overall had a good time with him.

unfortunately within only 3 months, his HDD broke down and i sent him to technicians for them to replace it with another one. it was a minor accident i've had but it formatted all my data, even though it didn't matter much since i uploaded most of it to the internet. i just had to be gentle with him by trying to not moving him around too much to stop that issue from persisting... but it was still low-end in terms of system performance. i finally used him for 1 year straight before moving on to a tower pc, feeling tired about his slowness and believing i couldn't do much about it.

i used that other (unnamed) pc for almost a year, starting from 2020! they seemed to work better since it had windows 7, but embarrassingly enough that version itself stopped receiving official security updates months before i started using it, even though i was careful while accessing the internet with it. its performances were also low, but didn't really matter much since i didn't take so much advantage from the power of samuel. suddenly, i had the foolish idea of installing windows 8.1 on the latter to try to deal with the performance issues on 10, but it led to even more compatibility issues since the drivers i used were meant to be for 10 only. only by early 2021, i got win10 back on him and started using him again to get more power again.

so the low-end performance persisted for very long. back then i never knew how to upgrade pcs, so i was only used to replacing devices with others which wasn't cost-efficient. after realizing i used windows for well over 10 years, i had the idea of switching to a mac and as a result, for xmas 2021 i got myself a cute yellow silicon imac, who goes by the name of sarah! but switching to macos posed new serious challenges, such as getting used to the lack of windows compatibility and the missing features that i was used to for a long time. most of the creativity i did with her was drawings with firealpaca and krita, and cgi with blender, which wasn't really much. still, she is pretty glossy and also powerful for many of the tasks i'm performing with her. originally i also intended to sell samuel, but that never happened (i low regret that decision so much i swear).

in late 2022, samuel's performance apparently had had a big hit... he now takes approximately 20 seconds to open any program and it seemed to me like something was wrong with him. at that time i also gained interest in linux since it's a libre OS capable of much more flexibility, essentially allowing it to revive old PCs. i finally decided to get linux mint to work on him via a dual boot with win11 (what was i thinking when i "upgraded" him from 10?). the performance seemed a little better from then, but programs still took very long to open. for that reason, he had often been collecting dust as he finally became unusable.

finally we've reached 2023. this is the year i decided to take on tearing down devices to learn how to examine problems inside of them. after checking samuel's performance again, i noticed that his HDD was having extremely low writing and reading speeds compared to my tower, which made me feel disappointed. but that's when i finally decided i could be able to replace his hard disk with an ssd, a new generation which is more durable, faster, quieter and energy-efficient...

but i still had a good wait until it was possible. suddenly with my money, i found an ssd which only costed €30, and it made me happy that this would be a quick way of healing up samuel! so i rushed to get it, and finally opened him to prepare everything... unfortunately, his keyboard has to be lifted up in the process, and there are flex cables connected between it and the motherboard. but taking out the hard disk thankfully only requires a few steps; removing some screws, then inserting the SSD inside of it. after that i quickly put linux mint back into him. SO SPLENDID...

for only the price of a high budget indie game, now he can open programs very fast, close to how fast sarah can do, and just about any task works perfectly well on him with way less bugs! thanks to that fast upgrade he's become viable for daily drives again, even though i don't have other desks suitable for pcs which makes me less motivated to use him. really wish id be able to since the architecture he has (x64) means he has a lot more software he's able to handle natively...

but then, i hadn't upgraded his ram. i said before that he only had 6 gb of it, and that meant he could only work with a few programs before becoming bloated. and as i like doing power tasks on him, that obviously causes problems. so one day, i went to a pc part store out of curiosity, and became shocked when i found small ram carts that could be compatible with my laptop. after some talk with the seller, i bought 2 ddr4 carts each containing 8 gb and clocked at 2666 mhz, more than double of what i used to have. after that it was time to take on a challenge to be able to insert them myself.

when the seller asked me if i needed assistance to have the carts inserted into my laptop, i giggled internally because of my past stories with learning how to open devices and trying to troubleshoot or modify them internally. i obviously declined it which saved me money, but also meant i had to do it all myself. after an hour of painful manipulations which required me to take out the entire motherboard from samuel, while that next step was also difficult i was finally able to insert the carts into it, before placing all his components back into place. and after such a long time of waiting...

i've finally done it!

Samuel is feeling very well right now!! despite his cpu and gpu dating from over 5 years, now he can do even more tasks at a time, while also being able to read them faster, a massive improvement compared to when it was stuck with an hdd and only 6 gb of ram. i'm guessing those low specs were for the purpose of saving manufacturing costs, but until you'd find use for the components that you'd remove, they'd end up becoming waste. and with a free os like linux mint, it adds up to an even more optimized experience than windows 10, which comes with so many unwanted stuff and can't be customized very well.

have you had a similar story to mine? did that pose you challenges? i took over 40 minutes to write this entire piece of text, but it should at least be very well detailed! on the best case scenario i hope it would inspire others to do some research on upgrading PCs to preserve their lives and especially save costs. Thank you for reading the entirety of it, don't hesitate reblogging it if you think it would interest your own audience! peace for all of you 💙

[prismaticpichu]

Late Night Floofcanon!

~

On nights when Angeal wasn’t around to be in the kitchen for his student, Sephiroth took over dinner duty. He wasn’t exactly a stellar chef, no, or as experienced and cook-literate as his older friend. But he always tried his hand at it. Zack needed to eat, after all—and he didn’t want to let down Angeal. Nor did he trust someone so rambunctious with the stove. (Nor did he trust Genesis.)

And so the routine started: Angeal would leave for a mission, or this, or that, and he would scrawl down a recipe for Sephiroth to follow. The man could usually mimic them with ease, making Zack’s favorite food taste just like it would had Angeal made it. It was a simple and easy procedure to follow when Angeal wasn’t around.

But then, Angeal wasn’t around. And there were no more recipes to follow.

Sephiroth had to make his own food, eventuality. Take the knowledge he knew of his new friend’s likes and dislikes and cook for him himself. He crafted his own meals and served them, knowing deep inside that Zack’s health would suffer should he not push him to eat. He would know: he had grown increasingly malnourished since the day Genesis was reported missing. By cooking for Zack, he not only ensured his best friend’s student was safe and healthy, but force him to stay afloat as well.

So they would sit together at Sephiroth’s kitchen table, Angeal’s apartment silently off-limits. Zack would say the food was good. Great, actually. And he would thank him every dinner. And Sephiroth would nod in return, gathering the dishes to wash them.

Eventually, time passed in ShinRa, various tragedies ravaged the company and various tempests tried to break both their spirits. More secrets were uncovered. More people were loss. Angeal’s apartment was locked from the outside, and never opened again.

But even through the worst of it all, there was the still the eye of the storm—the same, familiar routine that stood strong amid the winds. And that was eating dinner together. Sephiroth still cooked for them both every night. Every night Zack would come over, and every night Sephiroth would be over the stove, the gravity of the day and afternoon carried on their shoulders……. and it was there, at those fragile dinnertimes. where that weight would be slowly shed. Zack would let his emotions bleed, confessing how hard it was to keep a smile—to stay happy, to the SOLDIER he was supposed to be; and Sephiroth would listen, and say Zack was doing his best, and express his own mutual feelings on the absence of their friends. And It was one of these nights that Zack confessed what happened in Modeoheim.

Zack broke down at the table, unable to bridle his emotions any longer. Sephiroth hadn’t known what to do, initially. Let the numbness of what Zack had confessed sink in. Let him grieve, let the broken dirge choke harrowingly throughout the apartment. Sephiroth stared at his own food, silent, uncertain…… and that’s when the realization of what he was doing sank in.

There we was, looking after his friend on the most surface level imaginable. He cooked for him, kept him healthy…. and that was at all. He was letting him cry—let him be consumed by his own guilt and grief. He was letting Angeal down.

He pushed his chair out then, standing up, walking around the side of the table to take his place next to the boy for the first time since their routine started. And there he pulled his only friend into an embrace.

Sephiroth didn’t known how long he had been holding him for, but at some nebulous point in time Zack did calm down. He offered to try and make him something else, something to make him feel better. Zack wiped his eyes and almost jokingly said that ice cream healed all wounds. It was a sad kind of joking, like a desperate attempt to light a waxless candle. But the request was still serious at its core, and that’s how Sephiroth found himself scooping blobs of chocolate into a blender as he made his friend a milkshake. Zack said it was one of the best things he had in a long, long time. That much wasn’t a joke.

As time went on, wounds were gradually scabbed over, gauze was wrapped, and normalcy began to take its place again. Zack’s smiles became more genuine—Sephiroth could tell, could see the shift every night thereafter. And Sephiroth, for his part, felt his own world beginning to mend. The days didn’t seem so bad of so long, not when he always had something to look forward to at the end of them. He felt something inside him come back together again every time he cooked for himself and Zack, and every time he made him a milkshake after, and every time Zack thanked him for being there—something he now returned with gratitude of his own.

Soon, he really did begin to feel whole.

[deusvervemakesgames]

Project RBH Devlog 0 – The Story So Far

I’ve wanted to make video games for approximately two-thirds of my life at this point. I hear a lot of indie developers who make devlogs and videos and posts talking about their Dream Game that they’ve always wanted to make.

I don’t have one of those.

I just really want to make games. Plural.

I do however happen to have a budget of zero dollars. Which is, I will admit, something of an issue when it comes to game development and design. Don’t get me wrong there are a lot of powerful free tools out there. Unity, Unreal, Blender, I’m not exactly short on options. Okay, so I was put off of Unity from their CEO calling people who don’t monetize their games ‘idiots,’ but the point stands.

I was also fortunate enough to be gifted Game Maker Studio 2 right before they updated their Terms of Service to a subscription system or whatever nonsense YoYo did. What matters is that I own the engine and don’t have to pay subscription because they were nice enough to not try and retroactively alter legal user agreements, unlike some game companies I could name did recently.

But enough digs at the evils of capitalism, let’s talk about Project RBH.

Project RBH is a placeholder name I’m giving this game while we’re in development until I can come up with a better one. It stands for Reverse Bullet Hell, which is a decent summary of the main goal. Project RBH is a top-down twin-stick roguelike. The Reverse Bullet Hell comes from the main mechanical twist I’m putting on similar roguelikes, like Enter the Gungeon. The upgrades and pick-ups found during your run aren’t better weapons or equipment, but upgrades to the behavior of your primary attack. Most of them will do basic things like increasing the speed of the projectile or making it bigger, but there are other things that can be done to really make your attacks crazy.

The goal is to have a game where it is possible, over the course of a run, to build a gun that shoots a gun that shoots chainsaw bullets.

So Where To Start?

Like I mentioned earlier, I’ve watched multiple devlogs on YouTube, read Devlog posts, etc. And I see many of them running into what seems to be the same or similar problems: a lack of focus.

I also happen to have a degree in game design. And fortunately we had industry veterans in the course, so one of the things they taught us was the importance of a Game Design Document, or GDD.

Warren Spector, one of the leads on the classic Deus Ex, talks a lot about having a GDD during the development of that project. It’s an incredibly useful tool for pre-production, as well as for ensuring that people from across the project all have the same understanding of the creative vision. Obviously, I am a solo developer because I am broke and insane, so that last one won’t be much of an issue. But that first one is extremely important to combating many issues that crop up during game design and development, like feature creep and decision paralysis.

Which is why I haven’t made one.

Okay, no, that’s not the reason, and I will, but it was too good a transition to pass up.

The real reason I haven’t made a GDD yet is because there is another way that one can start a project. I would not recommend you do this, the GDD is a really good idea and I’ll go into more detail about it in a future Devlog, probably the next one. The reason I have chosen to do things this way is because I wasn’t confidant about the planned gameplay, so I wanted to quickly prototype it and experiment with it to see if it was actually, you know, fun. It’s nothing fancy, I have no background and the character sprites are squares, but it gives me something I can mess with.

This prototype is where I’m at right now. There isn’t even Procedural Generation, just a giant room with some walls and a whole lot of enemies.

You know what, I didn’t even realize the player and enemies are both green.

So that’s where Project RBH stands right now, a single prototype that I’ve been toying with so I can decide where and how I want to focus this game. From my experiments so far, I’ve noticed a few different directions I can take the project.

A game with a wide variety of weapons which the player can loot during runs. The player’s collected weapon improvements carry over between weapons. This has the pro of providing things for the player to unlock from runs without affecting game balance, but comes with the con that certain upgrades will make weapons feel too similar.

The original plan, in which the player has a single weapon which is reset after each run. The pro of this is that the random weapon upgrades can do some crazy stuff to this weapon, but comes at the con of being very same-y at the start of each run.

Additionally, my experiments have lead me to the realization that having a lot of powerups that drastically alter your weapon leads to a chaotic mess as you rain doom and destruction upon your pathetic enemies. This leads to the third direction I’m considering.

Much like the first one, there are a variety of weapons, however these weapons are far more powerful and do not upgrade. The player mows down hordes and hordes of foes and has a power fantasy. This has the con of being basically an entirely different game.

Here is me with no upgrades versus me with many upgrades.

As we are so early in preproduction, I don’t feel like showing off video is strictly necessary yet, but yes, it’s more obvious what’s happening in motion.

Which is where we will end this Devlog. I’ll run some more tests, maybe ask some people I know to try my experiments to get some more opinions, decide on a direction for the project, and make a GDD.

Until next Devlog!

-DeusVerve

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[cinematics06]

Made a little story in class.

Derek vs the Cabinet Fruits,  The prequel to Bob the Pineapple by @queenpiranhadon

This story begins with the clinically depressed ugly boy named Derek who was always so melancholy. He was sad because his mother, Melissa, would never let him eat pineapples, since he was allergic. Derek always wanted to eat a pineapple, so one day he went into action. He wanted to alleviate the pain of not eating pineapple. He knew the fridge had no pineapples, so he went to the cabinet.

He had surreptitiously stolen a key from his mother before and used that to unlock the door. He opened up the hatch and stared with a face full of rapt attention. In the beautiful, shiny, mahogany cabinet, there was not one, not two, not three, but six pineapples!

"Shoot, the cabinet door breached it's function," whispered one pineapple to the other.

"What the heck!? They can talk!?" yelled Derek, utterly shocked.

"He knows too much, it is imperative he is silenced, for good," replied the pineapple leader. He then turned straight to Derek. "WE ARE THE CABINET FRUITS AND YOU ARE GOING DOWN!!!"

With that, the savage pineapples went to attack Derek. They boosted themselves up and tried to scratch him with their prickly spikes. Derek tried his best, flinging his arms around. He then got an idea.

Derek picked up a pineapple and stared straight at it. Derek's ugliness traumatized the poor pineapple and paralyzed it. he then grabbed a blender and threw the pineapple in. Then he proceeded to activate the blender. With this new strategy, he kept throwing them all in, until just the leader remained. Derek was pretty exhausted but was still going.

"I am immune to ugliness," commented the leader.

Derek noticed this very quickly, however, he had another idea. But he had to act quick, the pineapple was jumping in for the kill. Derek, with what he had left, threw the pineapple juice in the blender at the leader.

The leader, traumatized from being covered in blood, screamed loudly, his yell reverberating across the room. Derek, taking the chance, got a kitchen knife and sliced it in half. The leader was silent as his body fell to the ground.

Derek, exhausted, stood there for several moments, however he realized he couldn't eat the leader since it broke the 5 Second Rule. Derek, knowing he still couldn't eat pineapples, walked off sad as ever. But something new was inside, an urge to violently murder fruits. He turned to the fridge, his eyes full of bloodlust, and opened the door. To his delight, he found-----

----Bob the Pineapple!

Sequel to Bob the Pineapple: https://www.tumblr.com/labaguetteisdabest/739707784731426816/my-prequel-sort-of-thing-idk-for

@iam1withthepeggy, @labaguetteisdabest

[luckydragon10]

Untitled Kim Fic (WIP Wednesday)

The votes are in, and people were overwhelmingly in favor of gambling for this week's WIP snippet! 🎲🎲 What you've uncovered with the roll is a one-shot I'm working on, written in a "crack treated seriously" style.

Most importantly, I'm launching my Ace!Kim agenda with this fic!

While KPTS was airing, I noticed multiple people saying they disliked KimChay because of the vibes between them, but to me those same vibes I was picking up were screaming "ace love." And of course it made me go 😍.

So I'm throwing Ace!Kim and Demisexual!Chay in a blender and making a story.

A bit rough right now. Polishing to come later.

~~~

Working Title: The Adventures of Ace!Kim

The first time Kim got outed — and by his own brother, no less — it didn’t go well. No, wait, that was an understatement. His oldest brother outed him as mafia royalty, and it went so fucking badly that he panicked; broke two hearts effortlessly, both his and Porchay’s; and proceeded to mood swing all over the place. He spent the following days either threatening someone, beating the crap out of them, or crying alone in his penthouse. 

So he was determined that the second time he came out to Porchay, it would be under his own power, by his own choice. 

It still took awhile, but he got there. 

Of course, first he had to win back Porchay’s trust, a not-so-minor detail.  

Kim’s first plan involved sending Chay a love song, just laying all his feelings out there in his art. 

Chay never responded. Kim couldn’t even be sure he’d listened to it. 

However, Kim developed a second plan. A really good one, in fact, and it essentially boiled down to stealing Chay’s plan for worming his way into Kim’s heart, although Kim was pretty sure it wasn’t so much a plan on Chay’s part as it was simply a natural instinct. Like a hamster that couldn’t help but burrow into places. 

The second plan: Show up in front of Porchay and ask him to be Kim’s tutor. Tutor in what, he wasn’t so sure, but it hardly mattered. Maybe cooking (unnecessary but potentially fun), or math (really unnecessary), or how to be a normal-ass person (probably an essential life skill that Kim desperately needed). 

After carefully affirming that the new plan was his best and probably only remaining option, he resolved to follow through. However, the next time Kim saw Chay from across the campus, sitting with the science faculty for some reason, everything inside Kim froze in terror, and he couldn’t budge. A couple minutes later, Chay walked off without ever noticing him.

That was when Kim realized, holy shit, Chay was the bravest person in the world. Kim had faced down a roomful of hostile thugs, Vegas, and even Korn with less fear in his heart than he felt at that moment. 

Of course the realization only made that damn hamster nest in his heart bigger and more permanent. Might as well add a tiny little lamp and desk to the nest, maybe a nice hamster-sized throw rug; he’d never be able to get rid of it.

~~~

Oops, forgot to tag folks: @daswarschonkaputt @antique-forvalaka @mortimerlatrice @morbidjazz @lori0018 @arewedoneyet

[supercool-here]

ok so my brother in law couldn't make it in time to come home so now my sister is on her way to see him, and I was upset because I had pictured this weekend being with my sis and my bro in law and now I'm alone with dad (not that I don't like my dad) and so I unconsciously channeled my feelings into cleaning so I washed the dishes and washed some rags and wiped the counters and scraped the scum off the blender and yada yada and as I endeavored in cleaning I kind of broke a faucet and I realized just how dirty our house is, like on a surface level it might seem alright but then you sit on a couch and it's stained, you try to pick up the keys from the table and you notice the stains as well, and then you open the fridge and catch a weird smell, and then you open the microwave and it's dusty and a lil greasy too, and then you wash the dishes and there's scum underneath the frame of the sink and the counters are greasy near the stove and the extraction hood (that the word?) is also greasy and dusty and the blender has some weird scum as well that you have to scrape off, and the patio is a mess and the living room is dusty too and it all just seems fine on the surface because it does work and you can still ignore everything but truly there is disorder everywhere and it feels chaotic in a molecular level, there's tiny things like dust and crumbs and fluff and dog hairs and also hidden things like the grease and the useless things we keep in boxes and bags and I feel overwhelmed because I want to fix it all but I would need the help of my family and I know they wouldn't understand because it's so easy to just keep living as we've been doing since forever so why change anything now and plus they're tired and busy and worried with their adult lives, a hundred little messes is the least thing they would care about. And this is so frustrating because I know it is an extrapolation of our real lives, because I know there is disorder and bad decisions swept under a rug and we just keep having fun as if there weren't things to fix and I hate it and I just want to disappear for a while, and I've been feeling this way since I was six years old (not all the time but on occasions when I would notice a mess and that would lead to another and I would eventually see the whole messy picture and then I would shove it away in a mental closet for ignoring overwhelming stuff and I would do something else to distract me or I would just put it all on the adult's account thinking it was their responsibility to fix everything but now I'm twenty and I can't do that anymore because I should be capable of fixing things myself but I don't have the courage and I don't know what to do and my instinct is to ignore things as always but I can't)

[sharlmbracta]

and i found THESE in my notes

well damn

(images in text form below the cut)

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(“your weakness rings true, but it is a show of strength as it is trust, it does not make me degrade you, all your sentiments exposed are safely locked between here with just you and me.”) “So tell me, isn’t it a rather (secure/a pleasant weather/safe/peaceful/tranquil/nice) time we’re having/sharing right now/at the moment?” She smiled. And finally, he saw. The storm. She let him see. It was finally letting itself seen. (It was a signal. And there waited, a response.) 1 (a response, as a tear, a one he discretely felt, then another, and another, into a stream, his own storm, letting itself known, shown, exposed, yet with, within, unquelled yet drowned, covered, heaved, {coyingly perhaps} wrapped around the prolonged, cast,  mute unmuted storm, and he broke.) (and he crumpled, within, her arms, her eyes, the ones she let himself entrance-) he cried and wept. he let himself. (processed the storm, after so long the storm had been processed him, or was it the opposite, he couldn’t tell. everything in a cumulative singular blender. it, he, hurt. thunder. and yet, in full tandem. the oddly definition, came the opposite. still in the storm, as the storm, he continued. he was let, the raid during on, the endless relentless, downpour on his face, made understood he, felt peace. lightning, struck. the walls, undeft yet daft as he, fell over.

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0 it was raw. as all storms are. the rawest he’d ever been. (he remembered his mind swelt out the all, for when he had taken, for when he was taken. all the times he was tortured.  (the word tied definition he had personally himself made out over the general, existing one.) for when she had been gone and when he had lost her as decayed, it wasn’t an almost.) he relieved.    (though not for the first time, the most intense.) all,  at once.) 2 (if the(his) wracks were loud enough to leave the room, they were unidentified as they were unrecognized as they were unprecented as they always had been silent (lest they know they had existed at all, in mute, peeled away, as a mule.)) (never had they wittnessed such a storm.) ((yet again.) unsurprisingly. they failed to acknowledge.) he smiled. despite himself, despite the rain (that was) still falling young. (more fell (out)more when he realized that little spark, the crack just now (that he had forbidden and had been forbidden) was the happiest(secured) he’d ever been in the last decade.)

[sillywitchsong]

I'm about halfway through round 6 of 4 day rotations in Pleasantview. Each round has had 1 twin birth. Revising my rules to say only after halfway through adulthood can the 4th level of aspiration tree be reached. My currrent ages have sims starting adulthood at 22 (also when acr allows pregnancies to begin). I have not adjusted the fertility arc in acr (fertility begins decreasing at 30 i think, with 0 reached at age 50). They age to elders at 70 in my game though. So at age 30? I would add the 4th tree level (40 days to elderhood). I add second aspirations at adulthood, but haven't really made rules about how strong up the tree that goes. I have discovered I don't like the needs tree. With a good bed they almost never sleep.(this means i play daniel pleasant out on dates-3 in a day) plus the home lot to make him tired enough to sleep at night. I do not have the comunity time mod. I've had sims stay out for 24+ hours to get them tired enough, and that would be awful to wait through on the home lot! I also think that the lower the overall needs are the more frequently they reroll wants. And in basegame guide it said must sleep in a bed for 3 hours to even reroll wants when they rise. Discovering the cheat to increase allowed visitors was a blessing. Especially for going on dates or hunting date material. When you're related to half your peers with only two visitors allowed; finding townies to woo was rough🤣.

So far the only sims to age to elders have been the Pleasants. Daniel was caught cheating for the 3rd time when a townie asked him if he wanted to meet someone perfect for him (I didn't realize this immediately started a date) and had 3 bolts with Bella Goth. Mary-Sue decided enough was enough, and broke up with him immediately after the date ended- and I was caught off guard again when he became unselectable and left the lot. (I had planned for him to pack his exercise machine but Mary-Sue had other plans). He has since married Marylena Hamilton, whom he knocked up with twins! As she was a townie, I rolled my percentile dice and she was the unlucky one. Used sim blender to move her in, then impregnate with, then had her find her own place. I thought for sure he would run away or turn her down when she proposed and suggested elopement. She is the last house of the round though, so I haven't had a chance to play them yet for round 6. My next house to play is Nina Caliente, who married Benjamin. Her first child is just getting ready to head off to college in a day or so...the hot tub did not protect her on day one from Don Lothario. Since she is so shy I saw her as a one sim romance...constant dates. Very rare to see a meet someone new want in her panel, and her kids bringing home friends fills that regularly. Not entirely sure how friends are counted in this game... Brandi's friend count cut down to just 3 when her last child moved out to college... I've removed the no carpool for mother's mod, but not sure they get paid for using vacation. I know they weren't getting paid with that mod in. (My families are all dirt poor) Lillie managed to bring back several thousand from grants/ scholarships, which is good because she still hasn't rolled a want to get a job...

Dirk Dreamer married Lillith a few days after she moved in with him (went by day of the week when they moved out, so the girls are actually younger than the boys). While her sister got immediately knocked up with twins Lillith did not, and her husband found a lamp on his last day as a teen so wished for wealth. They have a very nice house, which is good. Maybe Dirk will take in his half siblings and help raise them. I just thought of that- I had Mary-Sue take them in (via sim blender so no name change/ memory) The dog was originally Dirk's so that was the only thing I was thinking when I moved the kids into the Pleasant house. Since she was adopted I figured she would be more willing to do that for the orphans. Also, Dirk is trying to raise an alien child...and I think I just saw Lillith puke behind her hand when visiting someone...👀

Lucy Futa stopped by to visit her parents (Burb) and threw up twice in the toilet...I hope that doesn't mean twins are coming from her...she'll be twin 6 if it is! Anyone a simpe wizard and know how to modify 4x acr for longer? Like, 6?

[xaracosmia]

ꕥ — WELCOME TO NEFE COSMIA, FINLEY (AGENT 8). 🌓

ꕥ  — OOC INFORMATION;

name / alias: Lucifer age: 18 pronouns: They/its other characters in xc: None!

ꕥ  — IC INFORMATION;

name: Finley, Agent 8 (formerly known as Number 10,008) age: ~19 pronouns: She/they series: Splatoon  canon point: Splatoon 3 (Fresh Season 2024) app triggers: Kidnapping, child harm, human experimentation, apocalypse scenarios

personality: Diligent, practical, and hardworking, Finley still can't quite shake the way she was conditioned to be since her early childhood. Military training doesn’t go away easily, even when you’re surrounded by much more easygoing comrades. Although she's relaxed since moving to Inkopolis, she still prefers to live life precisely, writing down each activity in a calendar, carefully keeping her apartment neat and tidy, and keeping the same routine daily. To others, it might seem boring, but to Finley, it brings a sense of comfort in a world that seems uncertain. Deep down, she fears the happiness that she's found being taken away from her. Despite the hardships that she's faced, she's come to appreciate a new life on the surface. Finley is shy and somewhat withdrawn, but curious to learn more about the world, and is both earnest and enthusiastic about most things.

Finley is polite, and speaks respectfully to others, particularly those that she feels have earned it. Even those who have somehow wronged her may receive some grace if she feels that they had a good reason. Otherwise, people who have rightfully bested her in combat or otherwise shown intelligence or skill are first on the list. And, like most cephalopods her age, she'd certainly love to meet the freshest kids around with the best fashion and the most well-polished weapons... but not everyone is entitled to kindness. She is fiercely competitive, partially just from her personality and partially as a leftover from her days in the army, and she does tend to hold grudges against those who beat her a few too many times.

something your muse struggles with: While Finley can adapt well in combat, she adapts poorly in social situations, and fears change. This can make her seem fussy or difficult to work with

your muse’s greatest strength: She is the type of person to become fiercely dedicated to her goals no matter what happens or what comes in her way.

history / background: Most of Finley’s memories of her past are fuzzy, but there are a few clear details that she knows for sure. She was a soldier in the Octarian army, only to have her indoctrination shaken free at the sound of the Calamari Inkantation’s heavenly melody. She deserted, was attacked, and woke up in a test facility deep underground.

A mysterious telephone residing in the test facility promised her that, if she could pass through all of the stations and collect the so-called “thangs,” then it would bring her to the ‘promised land’. Naive, Finley took the offer, although it wasn’t as if she had much of a choice. Accompanied by an elderly inkling who had wanted her splatted only hours earlier and two pop stars watching her over the security cameras, she collected all of the “thangs” and entered the device that would supposedly take her to the promised land… only to realize that the device was a blender starting up with her still inside.

An enemy-turned-ally broke through the testing facility’s ceiling, shattering the blender on impact and freeing Finley from inside. Finley escaped through the hole in the ceiling and continued fleeing the facility, only to be faced with the telephone’s master plan— to use the ground-up remains of all of the former test subjects to suffocate the world into its former glory. Finley shot into action to avert the plan, destroying the telephone and its plans for good. Now finally free and living on the surface, Finley was left to adjust to living a relatively ‘normal’ life among completely different people in a completely different place, a herculean task all on its own. But after five years, she’s lived well.

powers / abilities: None

inherent abilities:

- Combat Training: As a former soldier, Finley is highly skilled in combat, and proficient in most weapons, although she’s used to using ink weapons, and has no experience with actual artillery or other human weaponry.

- Octoling Physiology: As an Octoling, Finley shares the same traits as much of her brethren, most chiefly the ability to freely shift between a humanoid form and a smaller octopus form. In her octopus form, she can fully submerge herself in her own ink and her body is mostly composed of liquid, making it easy for her to slip through tight spaces. She can also expel ink from her body. However, being submerged in another individual’s ink (of a different color) or in water would cause her to disintegrate.

items / weapons: 

- Octobrush: A mid-range middleweight weapon shaped like a blunt-edged paintbrush. Most adept at flinging ink from side to side, but can also be placed on the ground and used to glide, allowing the user to move quickly forwards

- E-Liter: A weapon that may seem weak with its significant ink consumption, heaviness, and unwieldiness, but the range and inkredible damage more than make up for its deficits. The E-Liter is similar to a modern sniper rifle, with a small laser pointer showing its aim.

starting ability: N/A starting item: Octobrush

extra: 

- Her Inklish has markedly improved since she first came to the surface. She still struggles slightly with grammar, but is very proud of her accent. She speaks Octarian in private and is more comfortable with it, as it is her first language, but doesn't mind using either.

- She's hesitant to get into the topic, but Finley is severely traumatized from her experience in the Deepsea Metro. She has severe claustrophobia and dislikes the dark, total silence, and the smell of alcohol. 

discord id: no8.regret

[ilaiyayaya]

Don't mind me just compiling a bunch of unfinished vent drafts into a finalized product ready for purchase~

It's crazy how for the first half, even maybe like 2/3rds of 2023 I felt amazing overall, the novelty of being out of horrible, multiple years-long situation and into a, realistically just kinda average situation, felt so great that it completely carried me emotionally for nearly a year. But ever since around August/September I've kinda slowly been receding back into that same depressive state I was before, my life has stagnated once again, I've traded one set of issues for a completely different, less familiar set, and I don't have any real clear solution for any of those problems that are within reach. Don't get me wrong I'm at the very least not trying to drown myself once per week yet, but I don't think that should really be the baseline of an acceptable quality of life.

I have a job I've very quickly come to hate that's also kind of consumed my life up until very recently, where I've had enough time off to realize that I've made virtually no progress in the last year outside of merely having a job. I've lost a sizable number of friends, in part due to my coming out as trans, and partly due to just a longterm buildup of disillusionment with those around me that just finally reached a breaking point, and some of the few still left in my life I don't particularly want to keep in my life much longer either, and after going several years socially isolating myself, I don't remember how to make new friends, even though I have several avenues to very easily do so if I actually put forth the effort. I likely won't be able to make any progress transitioning for quite a long time, despite deciding now would be the best time to come out for some reason, I still live with my father, and while I've spent months searching for a place to move out to, the renting market is abysmal and most of my prior options for roommates are either no longer an option, or I'm not particularly comfortable living with them now, and despite having a job that provides pretty good insurance, I am still undiagnosed for a million different potential mental illnesses that I should really probably be medicated for because I'm both too stupid and too lazy to figure out how to switch off my parents' insurance onto my job's, and I'm too afraid of hospitals after going probably close to 10 years without going to any doctor, outside of 1 visit to the optometrist 2 years ago after my old glasses finally broke. And I don't even really have much of a reason to change insurance plans right now when with each passing week I'm more heavily considering just quitting my current job, even though I realistically don't have any better options in my area.

So yea anyways life blows I miss my old terrorist friends (dear Tumblr mods; they were not real terrorists, they were merely g*y people on the internet, please do not nuke me thank you). In good news tho someone posted a map of informed consent clinics throughout the US so now I know there's one like 2 hours away from me, and while I'm still probably too afraid to actually go inside one, and also doubt I'd be able to literally just walk in and say "1 girl medicine plz :3" with any success at all, still good to know. I am so on the verge of wasting all of my savings on HRT without the assistance of insurance all for the bit >:). Also started doing 3D modelling again so like that's fun, didn't do that for a long time but now I have both the time and motivation and now I'm gonna make 5 million Veemon models and nothing else I hope Blender Guru dies fuck that guy.

Why is it so fucking big???

[milcentappliances]

Maida grain for flourmills (Attachakki) | Millcent

Custom-made maida formula yes you heard it right. When I saw this Maida domestic (attachakki) formula I attempted it quickly as I was awed to see the sound natively constructed Maida formula which I was looking for for a long time. This is a deep-rooted strategy our grandmothers utilized for causing child porridge powders. I have effectively attempted practically a similar technique for making ragi powder for children however never realized this is the technique for making hand-crafted maida too. The yield is all right too I got around 375 gms of Maida from 500 gms of broken wheat flour mill.

Yet, yes it requires a touch of exertion however worth the effort.

500 gms broken wheat

Around 750 ml water generally + you might require more while crushing and removing second and third milk.

I utilized broken wheat. You can utilize entire wheat or broken wheat or broken wheat rava or wheat flour (chapati flour). Do not use UPMA RAVA Flourmill.

Soak broken wheat in water for at least 2-3 hours. Water level you can add it generally so it’s all right even if it is all the more yet ensure water is at least 1 inch above broken wheat. Now move it to a blender and drudgery it Attachakki. Extract milk by moving it to a fine strainer. I needed to do it in clumps.

Press it well with a spoon and concentrate the milk. Now again remove milk by adding more water. I did it threefold in total. First milk will be thick then the progressively separated milk will be somewhat runny. Transfer to an enormous blending bowl. I had got 2 such blending bowls brimming with extricated milk Attachakki.

Keep undisturbed for an hour. You can see clear water drifting on top. Slowly channel the reasonable water alone. Then you will be forgotten about with just thick milk Attamaker. I got 2 dishes so stressed both independently.

Now pour the thick milk into a level-lined wide tray. Let it dry under the sun for at least 2-3 days until it becomes dry totally and begins to show splits Attamaker. Keep covered with a got material or you can utilize cotton fabric as well, this way we can keep away from flies and dust. I broke them generally. It took me only 2 days to dry as it’s mid-year.

Transfer to a blender container and powder it finely. I utilized my little blender container to powder it finely so needed to do it in groups.

Sieve it involving a fine sieve Best Attachakki. Cooldown then store. Store them in a clean dry impenetrable holder.

Notes

Attempt this when you have a great measure of sunlight. If the milk isn't dried as expected it will give a terrible stench.

I utilized mixie as I tracked down it conveniently. But according to the first source you can even utilize a hand blender that is, for the most part, assuming you utilize broken wheat Rave which is extremely fine Best Attachakki.

At the point when you are attempting an attempt with 250gms then you can do it in mass.

[uozlulu]

back on my trying to write that comedy prompt fic about the daughters running into Armand in the kitchen that I’ve given up on making a comedy and therefore suddenly I have ~ideas~ bs

So time to organize my thoughts and see if that leads somewhere

General inspirations:

The general prompt from reblogs past: Daniel’s daughters come for a visit and run into Armand using the infamous blender in their dad’s kitchen. A reblog requested it goes like a a sitcom

I also want to put this with another post from a shorter time go that requested Louis be in on this in some way (also it’s funnier if you’re like “Why is there a twink is my dad’s kitchen...?” “omg there are *TWO* of them”

When I first set out to write this prompt it went sideways on it and I ended up with a fic that wasn’t as good as it could have been. One of the reviewers wanted the daughters to interact with the vampires, but that’s going ot happen anyway simply because of the first part of the prompt

Might not come up in the fic but how I think this fits together timeline wise:

Armand was Alice and Daniel’s brain is trying to make sense of patchy memory

Daniel and Armand broke up in the early 80′s when Daniel realized he was 30/in his 30′s and with a vampire that is never going to turn him. He wanted more from life than boytoy

Daniel’s daughters are 37 and 32, but I’m still going to call them Mandy and Jess because that’s just who they are to me now until canon gives us canon names and details

The girls’ mom met Daniel in rehab, both of them had their problems, which is why it didn’t really work out

Jess has a girlfriend, Mandy is a serial monogamist who is happily child free

Things that will show up in the fic:

Jess will try anything once, including the rat’s blood Armand is aerating in the blender

Mandy basically raised Jess because their dad was always off on some story and their mom had work

Mandy knows Armand from back when he was stalking Daniel still. He knew her mom’s secret code for adult friend. After he stopped stalking Daniel, Mandy kind of wondered if she’d just made him up

Jess has never seen Armand, but she has heard of both Louis and Armand because she found a notebook Daniel made documenting all of the first interview he could remember

Daniel does not remember writing it down from memory. Jess says she found it at the bottom of a fire-proof file tower when looking for her birth certificate to get her learner’s permit

“You don’t seem phased by vampires.” “I’m an art professor. Half my students think they’re vampires. It’s easier to roll with it.”

Mandy meanwhile is in a state of this might as well happen

Some other ideas (some of which are cracky hold overs from the sitcom prompt, some of which not sure if I’m going ton use):

Jess and Mandy show up with groceries. The pandemic’s winding down but still going after all

They’ve both had COVID and there are after-effects

The daughters get roped into helping Armand with one of his videos. Daniel enters the living room in time to see them mid-shoot

[goldenkenku]

hello I come with oc questions hello! what are some fun facts about whoever is most on your mind right now? and what are some not-so-fun facts? :3c

OUNGGHH. TY FOR THIS [EXPLODES]

LMAO SO FOR FUN FACTS:

Paroxysm is genuinely something I can say was created purely on accident because I got very attached to the new edgy oc (Shin) and decided that they Must have some depth even tho I originally wanted them to be flat and just for funsies. To explain: Shin originally was this mass of creatures who decided to kill and possess some rando's (rando being Daki) body while pretending to Be them etc etc then shenanigans ensure. But yeah I was like. "Ok but who is the guys he's possessing tho. Also does this dude have any friends who'd notice this change– oH ALSO W–[FALLS FACE FIRST INTO INTENSE HYPERFOCUS]

▪︎Also extra note: Dai had been created during this original concept phase as well! I wanted Daki (the guy Shin is possessing currently) to have like. Actual Friends who'd notice that Somethings Different in him and would help him if possible and moments later Dai was born

And speaking of Dai, this reminds me that in early development (saying this like Paroxysm isn't still a baby) he was originally meant to be... 21 years old? but after getting more into his life accomplishments and all that I came to the conclusion of: "If this guy were in fact 21 yrs old, I think the sheer amount of stress he's under would perhaps send him into an early grave"– and basically he's 23 yrs old now (but also I do not think that man has ever gotten more than 5-6hrs of sleep in one sitting. Good lird)

On the flip side tho, his friend Daki is currently in the middle of taking a break year between high school and college since he's graduated, and I think he gets enough sleep/relaxation time for the both of them (/hj because very soon Daki gets exposed to The Horrors and is put thru the metaphorical blender)

▪︎Dai's name came from when I was trying to say ShinDaki (<- the current duo name for Shin and Daki's dynamic) While. Extremely Tired and ended up saying "ShinDai" on accident LMAO, anyways it stuck with me as we can see

▪︎fun thing that I like to sprinkle into their dynamic occasionally is that Daki admires Dai SO much, but subconsciously has this bad habit of comparing themself to him Constantly (obviously not the healthiest of habits lol) and wants to be someone that Dai can be proud of

Also Daki has been procrastinating confessing His Feelings™ for Dai for at least years and at this point he's made peace with going to the grave with them as well (Hes gets nervous making larger life decisions, and will normally get someone else to support him during smth like this. And since this is something he must do alone (<- without Dai's support) he has decided to Not)

Dai has Feelings for Daki as well lol, but he's less self aware when it comes to these things and it took dating a random girl that he works with to Really register it LMAO (while they were dating he was like. Huh. Hey so why can't I stop thinking about my friend. [Realizes] OH. OHHHHHHH. FUCK.) Anyways he ended up telling her this (bc he felt guilty and thought she should know) and soon after they broke up unfortunately, on good terms btw!!! They're still really close friends still but it was... sooo fucking awkward during the week post breakup. But in true Dai fashion he has decoded to repress his feelings for Daki for Later™ him to address

Anyways I love my sillies, but for the not so fun facts!!!:

▪︎The reason why Dai is Like That (overachiever/overworker/doesn't know how to take care of himself etc etc) is because he's been trying to live up to the impossible standard his parents have set for him, and the standards he's set for himself mentally as a result of this. I feel that he envies Daki's ability to like... actually relax without the feeling of crawling out of his skin bc of restlessness (tfw you have strict parents who don't know how to convey positive emotions at children and give them insane mental illnesses instead)

Also Daiki be like. "Ohh I admire your ability to live a life that is seemingly the exact opposite of my own. I wish I were more like you" bc I dunno love wins

▪︎In the Egregore AU (<- Basically the reverse version of Paroxysm where Dai gets possessed instead of Daki) Dai is.. Alot more paranoid(?) compared to his original counterpart. And smth smth I think he has OCD  in Egregore now? So basically. The Curse thats possessing him can be summed up as "horrific intrusive thoughts that are also Very Sentient/Alive" and I dunno. I was looking at how someone like him might yknow. Cope with this sort of thing and kept realizing that it was very simular to how I've seen people deal/sooth themselves during bad bouts of OCD. Anyways in Paroxysm Daki's body is taken away from him and in Egregore its Dai's mind that's turned against him. They are 🤝🤝🤝🤝 while also crying LOL

▪︎There was a version of Paroxysm where Daki... perma died at The Start of the story, and it was abt Dai solving and avenging his murder and Shin being an ass about it. It's changed since then so instead of dying he gets rreeaallllll close to it lol

(And since this was The Original Concept of Paroxysm, the meaning of Daki's name reflects that still even tho things have changed Alot since then. Anyways Daki meant "abandon, throw away, discard" etc etc however I recently found a different (kanji) spelling of Daki that can mean princess which is SO funny to me)

▪︎ONE MORE SINCE I AM SLEEPY AND I THINK THIS IS GETTING A TAD LONG.

Shin has The Worst abandonment issues known to man and science. It's understandable since the One person he had really trusted and felt a really connection with basically sealed him into a box where his energy bounced and reflected off of itself for.. almost? 20 years basically, and for the most part he doesn't know Why this happened to him (the process of That fucked up/twisted his memories, so he genuinely cannot rely on whatever goes on his brain memory wise) so he's done alot of stewing in anger/grief/intense confusion during that time. I do not think he would begin to recognize what he was "before."

In short Shin has decided to take out all of his Very pent up Issues on Daki, which obvs doesn't end well for anyone involved unfortunately

[arunima123]

How to Keep Plaster from Breaking While Drying?

Assuming you intend to plaster or oftentimes do, it is vital for realize that plaster is definitely not an adaptable material. It doesn't extend or stick to its environmental elements considerably. Rather than adjusting (through growing), the plaster will just break. There are methods you can carry out to diminish the possible impacts of breaking in your plaster and keep this flaw from happening from here on out.

How would you keep plaster from breaking while drying? The plaster will shrivel as it dries, however you can keep away from breaks by changing your plaster combination. Attempt the accompanying:

Utilize low-concrete added substances. Utilize greater sands. Blend all the more completely. Increment the dampness.

Numerous normal deformities show up in plaster applications, a large portion of which are brought about by an inadequately blended cluster of plaster. Utilize this fast perused to comprehend the most well-known factors demolishing your plaster and how to lessen these dangers later on.

Why Your Plaster Breaks While Drying

Breaking results from an absence of dampness that can cause enraging, plastic shrinkage breaking, or guide breaking. You need to comprehend the reason why your plaster breaks before you can comprehend how to cure that unevenness.

The primary explanations for why your plaster breaks while drying include:

Sand or grain is inadequately blended - In the event that you don't have an expert grade blender, you risk little particles of residue being at a stout surface inside your plaster combination. This is the quickest method for seeing breaks in your completed item since everything isn't just isolating; they're now discrete. There is immediate daylight - Daylight will oxidize the plaster at a more fast speed. The intensity and UV beams will build the drying time at a quicker pace than the plaster can endure. An excessive amount of direct wind contact - Radical air circulation and air-course will dry your plaster rashly too (frequently in mix with daylight if outside). The blocks or encompassing material is engrossing dampness - Assuming the item you are sticking to the plaster isn't hosed ahead of time, the dampness can be drained out of the plaster bringing about breaks. For example, blocks are a permeable material that will drain all the dampness out of the plaster before it can sufficiently set or stick. Not utilizing a Workmanship Concrete - Or one more added substance that helps with separating the sand material. In the event that there is sand that isn't extremely fine, you will require this much more-so to ensure a liquid and smooth blend. An item, for example, this is unequivocally utilized for filling breaks; Adding it ahead of time will just objective the limiting to happen within those breaks in any case. Covering Up it Before it Dries - This is one more typical offender behind broke plaster. Try not to cover up a surface until you are certain that it is totally dry. Assuming you cut off this air supply, the plaster will get through the paint to get sufficiently close to wind stream, causing many breaks that will isolate your paint layers also. The Primary Kinds of Plaster Breaks - And How to Forestall Them Breaks that show up quickly are a prompt sign that you've accomplished something wrong in the blending or utilization of your plaster. Coming up next are the primary sorts of plaster breaks and how to forestall the event of them:

1. Plaster Shrinkage Breaks

This shows that unnecessary dampness has been lost in the early long stretches of use.

The strategies to decrease them are:

Add water to the wall before application to immerse the surface first and to limit block assimilation. Decline direct contact with daylight, wind-stream, or any outrageous air circulation influence. This should be possible by beginning prior in the day or the night, however not the pinnacle intensity of the evening. Utilize more slender sand or particles for the fine material. On the off chance that the sand is still thick, add an item, for example, a workmanship concrete or lime to smooth the combination.

2. Debonding

This is a typical impact of plaster when it begins to isolate from the wall. It frequently implies that you didn't set up the surface appropriately to bond with the plaster.

The strategies to lessen them are:

Dust the walls prior to applying the plaster. Add oil or water, something to guarantee the dampness isn't sucked from the blocks, which will just improve detachment and debonding.

3. Map Breaking and Enraging

These are practically the same and will bring about exceptionally fine, dainty breaks fanning out (as the name demonstrates) like a guide. These breaks will be more modest and more itemized than conventional plaster breaks.

The techniques to diminish them are:

Utilizing a more modest level of packed concrete substance in your plaster blend Guaranteeing the sand is fine, meager, and sufficiently blended Try not to permit the drying pace to be excessively fast

4. Popped Breaks (brings about the main breaks)

These are more similar to an air pocket popping inside your plaster blend. It implies that a pollutant molecule has entered your blend that the remainder of it is isolating from. Like oil to water, this extension can cause an enormous hole, air pocket, or open break in your plaster.

The method for lessening them is:

Frequently a little molecule or natural material has entered coincidentally. Limit these as you can, and on the off chance that they happen, you can rapidly fill the plaster with filler.

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