NOT SO BERRY

Astrid’s birthday was in less than a week, so Tess thought it would be a good idea to take her best friend on a girl’s day out. The trio arrived at theĀ ā€˜Solar Lounge’ in Oasis Springs early in the afternoon.

ā€œThank you for putting this together, Tess! It really means a lot to me.ā€ Astrid thanked her friend with a soft smile.Ā ā€œYou really didn’t have to take time off just for me.ā€

Tess chuckled.Ā ā€œOh, hush! You’re important to me, Astrid! I’d take time off just to bring you a coffee from that place you love in Newcrest.ā€Ā 

ā€œStill, you took a day off of work just for me… I appreciate that you think I’m worth that.ā€ Astrid’s heart fluttered in her chest at the thought of someone caring enough about her to put aside their own responsibilities to make her feel happy.Ā ā€œIs Grayson okay? She’s been looking at her phone the whole ride here.ā€

The violet-haired woman glanced at Grayson.Ā ā€œShe’s great, actually. The other day some guy she met in high school asked her on a date. I think his name is Ivar. They really hit it off!ā€Ā 

Astrid laughed. She was happy that her friend had found someone.Ā 

But when would it be her turn?

// credit to @nicesimmer11 for letting me use grayson in my game! i also hope i satisfied all your ivar/grayson needs. šŸ˜‰ ♄

sondescent:

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Hey so, hi.

The link pretty much explains it all, but I thought I’d explain it here too.

I’ve sort of been hidden away for a while and didn’t really wanna talk about what’s happened, but I feel ready now.

Unfortunately this week, my grandad passed away after a very short battle with cancer. It’s taken my family into shock as it happened so damn quickly. We had no signs, no way of knowing he was getting worse. When we found out, it was too late.

My grandad was a diamond, and had such an impact on myself and family. If you’d known him, you’d be just as broken as we are right now.

His passing really has taken a toll on me personally and Ive felt like a smashed plate for a while, but I wanna put myself back together now and be active about what happens next. Though I’m still awfully shaken and sad, as I will be forever I feel, my grandad would want me to start getting a little better.

I want to raise a little money for my family, my nan in particular, to help with funeral costs and day to day life after death. I also would love to donate some money to the charity hospice that helped my grandad and family during this tough time. If you can reblog to spread awareness or If you can help out in any way, it’s unbelievably appreciated.

I also really want to say that you should always make sure your family is being checked for illnesses. You never really know.

Thankyou so so so much,

Mol ā¤ļø

šŸ˜ˆšŸ”„ I missed 420 followers so I guess this will do just fine.

But seriously, thank you all so much! I’m almost at 700 and I feel like it’s been such a short amount of time. I never thought I’d make it past 10 when I started so this is just mind boggling to me! I love every single one of you and I’ll be trying to come up with a follower gift either at 700 or 800! Just not sure what I want to do yet. šŸ’•šŸŽ‰

NOT SO BERRY

The days following Astrid and Eduardo’s breakup blurred into weeks which quickly turned into months. It felt like the longest three months of her entire life. Each day was filled with the same repetitive routines at work, cleaning up the house and watching her children grow further and further away from her. She’d never felt so alone, stuck in an endless loop of a song she didn’t like. Her only two friends seemed to always be too busy for a five minute phone call, Iris was always preoccupied with school and work and the twins had been spending a lot of time with their father who just so happened to had gotten married to her brother Leo; she hadn’t even gotten in invitation to the wedding.Ā 

Her thirty-second birthday was slowly creeping up on her and she didn’t feel a single ounce of excitement. Is this what it was like growing older? Was she bound to feel this insufferable loneliness and hopelessness forever or was it just a bump in the road?Ā 

// hello, lovelies! if you haven’t noticed, i’ve been slowly writing longer and more detailed captions to add more depth and story to my gameplay! not gonna lie, i’m pretty insecure about my writing skills and storytelling abilities but i have to start somewhere, right? i have plans for it, especially plans revolving around the situation astrid is in right now and i’m going to do my absolute best to portray her struggles correctly ( as someone who has recurring depression – which is what astrid is going through, she just isn’t aware of it yet – i want to do right by anyone who also has this mental illness) so if you have any thoughts on how i can more accurately show what she’s going through please let me know! i’m not always the best at explaining how i – or my character’s – feel through words so i’m trying my best! ♄ love, pootaint.Ā