Just for fun only! I'm always so curious about this 😆 which one also most unsuitable in your opinion?
You're welcome to drop your MC photos with the LIs and I will give my honest impression too! 🌼
Just leaving some digital evidence that once upon a time, I was this “rich” in LADS, because I genuinely don’t think I’ll ever be able to beat this record again 🤣
I’m a low spender, just Aurum and the occasional costume. Can you imagine the self-control and determination it took to get to this point? LOL
I can’t wait to pull for the hairstyles 🥹 Everyone looks so differently handsome with them! So I’ve decided I’m getting ALL of them, just in case I regret skipping one in the future and then have to wait an ETERNITY for the rerun.
Flashback to me skipping Zayne’s card where he kissed MC under the desk 🤡
Anyway, I have since learned that apparently my financial discipline is temporary, but my regret is eternal.
Hopefully I could get all the cards too within 285 pulls. Wish me luck! 🫡
No worries, my MC didn’t butcher the pigs herself 😆
It’s only been 4 days since my husband and I have been apart.
I’m currently back in my hometown staying with my parents because my mom broke her hand, so I’m here helping her out.
Earlier, I was walking into my childhood bedroom, which is where I’m staying while I’m here, and without even thinking I opened the door and playfully went, “Babyyy, wanna kiss—?”
I stopped mid-sentence when I realized what I was doing 😭
I just stood there and said, “Oh my god, that’s so pathetic"
Our son, who heard the whole thing, just went, “That’s just sad lol”
So I messaged my husband and told him what happened.
Then he goes, “I’m more pathetic”
“Last night I turned to your side of the bed and caught your scent on your pillow”
🥺🥺🥺
It actually reminded me of when we used to do LDR. Some little moments like this happened back then too.
I’ve been with him for a decade, and I’ve never actually seen him cry. But during the COVID years, when we had to be apart, he admitted to me that there was one night he cried while hugging my pillow and whispering my name.
That memory still gets me. Now that we’re together pretty much 24/7, I don’t get confessions like this from him as often.
He’s also somehow more honest about these things over text. In person, he tends to joke around or brush things off, but when we’re apart and texting, these little confessions come out.
To people who don’t know him well, he comes across as reserved, serious, and very logical.
So this unexpectedly soft, sentimental side of him always catches me a little off guard.
It really tugs at my heart.
Now I’m counting the days until I can go home. I just can't wait 😫
It’s only been 4 days since my husband and I have been apart.
I’m currently back in my hometown staying with my parents because my mom broke her hand, so I’m here helping her out.
Earlier, I was walking into my childhood bedroom, which is where I’m staying while I’m here, and without even thinking I opened the door and playfully went, “Babyyy, wanna kiss—?”
I stopped mid-sentence when I realized what I was doing 😭
I just stood there and said, “Oh my god, that’s so pathetic"
Our son, who heard the whole thing, just went, “That’s just sad lol”
So I messaged my husband and told him what happened.
Then he goes, “I’m more pathetic”
“Last night I turned to your side of the bed and caught your scent on your pillow”
🥺🥺🥺
It actually reminded me of when we used to do LDR. Some little moments like this happened back then too.
I’ve been with him for a decade, and I’ve never actually seen him cry. But during the COVID years, when we had to be apart, he admitted to me that there was one night he cried while hugging my pillow and whispering my name.
That memory still gets me. Now that we’re together pretty much 24/7, I don’t get confessions like this from him as often.
He’s also somehow more honest about these things over text. In person, he tends to joke around or brush things off, but when we’re apart and texting, these little confessions come out.
To people who don’t know him well, he comes across as reserved, serious, and very logical.
So this unexpectedly soft, sentimental side of him always catches me a little off guard.
It really tugs at my heart.
Now I’m counting the days until I can go home. I just can't wait 😫
My friends called me a “freak magnet.” Glad to know my human disguise is working perfectly 🤔
Btw I’m the official representative of the Wind Kingdom. Pleased to meet you all. Feel free to introduce yourselves and state your kingdom, element, and current emotional weather.
(If you’re not an INFP and accidentally read this, please erase your memory and proceed as though nothing happened. Thank you)
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Source: INFP Personality on Facebook
Can someone send a message to my past self:
Love with an INTP is a solid 9.5/10..
but don’t expect the 'you’re constantly thinking of me and effortlessly noticing all the little things I never say out loud’ fantasy my heart imagined 🥹
(Therefore, minus 0.5)
**Source: INFP Personality on Facebook**
Is this a bug or did Caleb just stand her up? 😭 My MC cooked dinner, set the table, and waited for him like they always do after the update.. but Caleb never arrived. I waited forever, pressed back, and the food vanished. My poor girl 🥲
Now that I think about it.. maybe Caleb was getting revenge because I made him eat his failed cooking attempt recently 😂
Either way, I’m loving the new kitchen update. The drama between my MC and Caleb is keeping me entertained every day.
*(Disclaimer: I never asked him to do any of this. These are all things he does entirely on his own.)*
Here are some small pieces of our everyday life:
- He seldomly lets me carry anything, no matter how light. Even with both of his hands full of heavy groceries, he’ll still look at the plastic bag in my hand (the one holding just three tomatoes) and ask if I need help. He does the same at self-service restaurants, checking if I can carry my food tray alone.
- He opens every door for me. I relied on him so much that once, when he forgot I was behind him, I walked straight into a closing door.
- If I drop or break something, he immediately picks it up and cleans the mess. When it’s something sharp, like a broken ceramic plate, he will shoo me out of the room and won't let me help.
- He won’t let me wash dishes because my hands are sensitive to soap. Even after I bought gloves, he still comes to help me.
- He packs my suitcase for every trip. When it’s time to check out, he never rushes me. He always gladly helps me pack my things.
- When it rains, he always clasps my hand tightly so I won’t slip. Once, he waited on our porch (for who knows how long), which has a two-step staircase just to tell me that it was wet from the rain. Then he held my hand as I walked down the two steps. And I know he would’ve kept waiting no matter how long it took me to come out.
- Every time I bend over and there’s something above my head (for example, under a table or a car), he puts his hand over my head, even after reminding me over and over to be careful when standing up.
- When we walk, he always takes the outer side of the road. And when crossing, he shifts me left or right depending on where the cars are coming from, shielding me with his own body.
- When I was severely sick, he bathed me every day, shampooed and conditioned my hair (my hair was down to my butt back then.. bless this man 🤣), helped me dress, combed my hair, and even did my entire skincare routine.
- Once I non-chalantly told him that the original Switch was heavy, the next day he bought me the lighter version.
- When I wore a short skirt, he didn’t say anything or try to control me. He just quietly stood behind me on the escalator.
- When I struggled to drink from the large bottle in the hospital, he went out and bought a smaller one. Then he refilled it frequently without fail.
- When I was discharged after a minor surgery, my husband asked the driver to slow down and even asked if I could skip the seatbelt because he was worried it would hurt my incision. I told him it was fine and put the seatbelt on anyway. He immediately adjusted it for me, then held it away from my body with his hand the entire ride to the hotel. The funny thing is, the wound was tiny (only 1 cm) and nowhere near where the seatbelt was touching. He's super sweet really..
- When I said the moon looked beautiful but was slightly blocked by buildings, he immediately told me to get in the car and drove me to a bridge so I could see it clearly.
- He knows how much I love sunsets. Once, it was raining the entire week. We kept going to the beach but couldn’t see the sunset. Yet he kept driving me to the beach every day until I finally could see it.
And there are countless more moments like these. I wish I could write down every little thing he does and treasure those memories forever.
He’s my #1 bestfriend. So gentle, kind, intelligent, witty, funny, and even smells so good. I still can’t believe that I'm living such fortunate life. I really really really love my husband 🥺
Many of us are daydreamers, and many of us also feel a strong urge to write. That got me wondering:
“Is there really a line between writing and daydreaming, or are they simply different forms of creativity?”
In a world obsessed with productivity, daydreaming often gets a bad reputation. It is treated as wasted time.. something unproductive or meaningless. But when those same daydreams are written down and turned into stories, perhaps even published ones, people suddenly see them as valuable.
Yet publishing a story does not make someone a more “successful” daydreamer, just as keeping a story in your imagination does not make you an unsuccessful one. Some daydreams become books, while others remain private worlds that exist only in the mind. Both can still be meaningful.
To me, the mind is one of the most exciting places in the world. It is where we create stories perfectly tailored to our tastes, filled with characters we want to follow and plots that unfold exactly as we imagine them. It is like having our own private theater, where every scene plays out in a way that feels meaningful to us.
Of course, not all of us will write down every story we imagine. And even when we do, those stories may not resonate with everyone. But honestly, that is okay.
The joy is in the act of creating. In allowing our imaginations to run freely and finding happiness in the worlds we build, whether they exist on paper or only in our minds. A story does not need to be published, praised, or even shared to have value.
So here’s to us INFPs: for seeing the world a little differently, for dreaming with our eyes wide open, and for understanding that sometimes the best stories do not need an audience to be worthwhile 😊
Earlier today, my husband and I went to a restaurant. The waiter served his food first and placed his chopsticks on his plate. Since my food hadn’t arrived yet, she placed mine directly on the table.
I didn’t care about my own chopsticks at all. They barely even registered in my mind because my attention was on his. I noticed that the handle had accidentally touched some sticky food, so I quietly cleaned it with a tissue.
Around the same time, I realized he was holding my chopsticks in his hand and refusing to put them back on the table until my food arrived.
That was the funny part. Neither of us seemed concerned about our own chopsticks. I was only paying attention to his, and he was only paying attention to mine.
He probably didn’t even realize what he was doing, just like he had no idea I had cleaned his chopsticks for him.
And no, I can’t tell him about it. Small gestures like this are far too lethal for my heart, so I’d rather keep the memory to myself and let him remain blissfully oblivious, as usual 😆
Earlier today, my husband and I went to a restaurant. The waiter served his food first and placed his chopsticks on his plate. Since my food hadn’t arrived yet, she placed mine directly on the table.
I didn’t care about my own chopsticks at all. They barely even registered in my mind because my attention was on his. I noticed that the handle had accidentally touched some sticky food, so I quietly cleaned it with a tissue.
Around the same time, I realized he was holding my chopsticks in his hand and refusing to put them back on the table until my food arrived.
That was the funny part. Neither of us seemed concerned about our own chopsticks. I was only paying attention to his, and he was only paying attention to mine.
He probably didn’t even realize what he was doing, just like he had no idea I had cleaned his chopsticks for him.
And no, I can’t tell him about it. Small gestures like this are far too lethal for my heart, so I’d rather keep the memory to myself and let him remain blissfully oblivious, as usual ☺️
Caleb finally made my MC something other than drinking water, so naturally I rewarded him by making him eat it himself 😂 I'm sorry Caleb
For the longest time, I've been thinking about how much I love being alive. I feel like my life has treated me very kindly. There were difficult times, but they didn't overwrite my happiness.
I really appreciate the person I turned out to be as well. I like how my mind processes things, how I perceive things, and my rich inner world, which has never failed me. I feel like I chose the right things in life.
Looking back, life was so difficult years ago. At one point, I wanted to end it all. I couldn't spend one day without thinking how nice it would be to just give up. But for more than a decade now, I've been thinking about how nice it would be if time stopped, or if I could live forever.
There just aren't enough hours in the day.
I just really love it here. ☺️
(I should really thank my parents, honestly..)
She handles national threats, he handles her mood swings 🫢
I've been playing Love and Deepspace for quite a while now, and I realized my playstyle is pretty different from most players I see around.
Some people prioritize one or two LIs, some play harem, some only pull myths, etc. Meanwhile, I just.. pull whenever I genuinely really want something 😅 It doesn't really matter to me whose banner it is or what type of banner it is. If I like it, I pull. If I don't, I skip.
Don't get me wrong. I do have mains. Caleb is my main and Sylus is my second main. But I don't feel the need to complete all of their memories. During multi-banners, I don't feel pressured to get both of them either. I usually just pull for whichever card I personally think is the best among all the options, or skip entirely. Sometimes I even pull one LI's memory and give the limited costume to another LI instead.
(During the current banner, my husband was like: "Wait.. so if you give the costume to Caleb, then what are Xavier & Sylus wearing in their memories??". He genuinely thought they'd end up naked in the memories 🤣)
I'm a low spender (Aurum + occasional costumes), but I never fall below 30k diamonds. Usually I'm sitting somewhere between 30k-80k. And honestly, my luck isn't even that good 😭 I hit hard pity often and lose plenty of 50/50s too.
But despite that, I never really feel like I miss out on banners. For reference, currently I have 74 5-star memories on my account (including standard banner) and 70k+ diamonds saved. So it's not like I'm forcing myself to never pull or anything.
I used to struggle with FOMO during my first few months playing, but eventually I learned to stop chasing everything. Especially after the wedding banner with all the free wedding gowns and accessories for MC, I made sure to always keep plenty of diamonds saved afterwards.
Now, it's actually a nice feeling knowing that every card I don't have isn't because I couldn't get it, but simply because I didn't want it enough to pull for it.
I play contently because I usually get the memories and costumes I truly want most from each banner. I also don't feel upset if my main LIs' memories, kindled scenes, or costumes aren't exactly what I expected or fall short compared to the others.
I'm always prepared for upcoming banners, never pressured to complete collections, and perfectly satisfied with R0 memories. I don't need to panic top-up if I hit hard pity. I never win SHC, but somehow I still consistently get most of the diamond rewards every season (I've never dropped below 32/36 for a year now).
I guess my playstyle could technically be considered "harem player", which people usually don't recommend to beginners asking for advice. But honestly.. I think I enjoy the game much more this way 😌 No regret, no disappointment, and no pressure.
(This post isn't to convince others to follow my way of playing LADS. I'm not saying one way of playing is better than another. Everyone has their own priorities and way of enjoying the game. I just wanted to share and see if anyone else plays like me, since I rarely see people like that around lol. Maybe they've just been quietly playing like me this whole time).