#4d camera

[avc-store]

[leprosycock]

the mention of jermilia……. i miss them………………

they reinvented the concept of pederasty in ways that have never been seen before or will ever be seen since.

[salma2c2]

[robotpussy]

im mesmerized

[buddys-ramblings]

Absolutely none of this image makes any sense

[kurv4]

do I really want to watch 10 different tutorials on how to move cube blocks in a 3D program..,

[weoris]

- IDOL BOYFRIEND LEEHAN! 🎀 🐶 🩶

· boynextdoor | idol!kim donghyun x idol, gn!reader · other. fluff, forehead kisses, skinship, crying, ‎ ‎ wounds, hate comments. getting caught together. ‎ ‎ requested! not proofread. 721 words.

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BOYNEXTDOOR LEEHAN! who you had been crushing on for a while, falling for him ever since you were a guest mc on music bank.. so who could blame you when your eyes were glued to him? who giggled slightly when you got the dance point for ‘one and only’ wrong..

ONEDOORS! who along with your fans and other netizens went crazy in Twitter after, making shipping comments that only made you blush and giggle when you got back to your dorms.

“It’s only our first week as idols and he already has a dating scandal?!” Woonhak huffed. Leehan shook his head, hiding the blush on his cheeks.. “Hey.. he’s blushing~” Taesan teased, making Leehan roll his eyes and push them off, going back to his room ( to text you.. )

IDOL BOYFRIEND LEEHAN! whose members or staff, and not even your members knew about your relationship. who’d text you cute little messages even when he was a trainee, a far cry from his usual quiet, 4D aura..

IDOL BOYFRIEND LEEHAN! who liked to visit your dorms when all your members had left, too scared to let anyone find out.. giving you hugs and kisses and giggles.. then immediately going away to gaze at your fish tank for 2 hours.. ( sometimes you regretted getting fish after dating him )

would give you subtle glances when you passed him in music shows, almost like he didn’t know you at all.. but immediately went to texting you right after. would look up at the screen at your performance, admiring how lit up you looked on stage.. but noticed how you seemed less bright on your ending fairy..

IDOL BOYFRIEND LEEHAN! who left right after his performance to comfort you when you were sent back early to your dorms, who kept an arm around your shoulder and kissed your forehead softly as you cried on his shoulder.. who patched up the wound on your knee and comforted you the best he could.

“Babe, why are you crying? does it hurt?” He cooed lowly. “N-not as much.. but.. what if they say I’m not a good performer again? I kept making mistakes..” You cried and whimpered out. “Shh.. I know.. don’t worry, y/n, the fall wasn’t on camera.. a-and.. you did really good!”

who didn’t really know how to comfort you well, but tried his best.. and it made you feel so cared for. you wrapped your arms around his neck slowly while sniffling, making him sigh and pat your back softly.

who was usually scared to death of getting caught, but when your members entered the dorm and gasped at the sight of you two, he couldn’t care less..

who didn’t even talk to your members or anyone else that night, just came back to your room with your favourite snacks and snugly hugged you and kissed your forehead..

IDOL BOYFRIEND LEEHAN! who loved the little gifts you’d leave for him when you stayed over or visited secretly. Who gasped and widened his eyes when you surprised him with another fish. who immediately hugged you and lifted you off the ground, giggling and pressing a thousand kisses to your face.

“Y/n?! ..Leehan?!” Woonhak exclaimed, with Taesan and Riwoo by his side, hands filled with take out as their jaws dropped, seeing you in Leehan’s arms as he paused from kissing your neck again. “Oh.. hey.” he said, not caring for their shock and going back to kissing your neck and giggling..

IDOL BOYFRIEND LEEHAN! who ever since that day, was less of a nervous wreck to have you around him even with his members in the dorms, to smiling at you in the halls and having his arm around you.

but who still blushed and rolled his eyes when they made teasing comments towards you both, who even after the changes of his friends and close ones finding out, stayed in your dorm just to watch your fish swim around for hours..

“Hey, what about onedoors and (insert fandom name~)? Aren’t you worried about how they’d react?” Taesan said, making Leehan choke on his food and widen his eyes. You sighed and patted his back. “Relax..” you cooed at him.. “he was scared to death of you guys finding out alone, try not to mention anything about the public finding out..” you whispered to Taesan..

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[loassbarbie]

philosophy, conciousness, the 4D (imagination) and the world

I am a philosophy enthusiast, specially when it comes to the field of Metaphysics. I consider myself somewhat of an existentialist, and I enjoy reading a lot of Sartre. In several philosophical movements and schools of thought there is an idea about how imagination has a crucial role in our individual understanding, perceptions and assumptions of ourselves, the world and the Universe.

Barthes wrote Camera Lucida in homage to Jean-Paul Sartre’s L’Imaginaire, in which Sartre discusses what the existence of imagination shows about the nature of human consciousness. His conclusion is that because the imaginary process relies on intentionality, the world is constituted not from the outside into our consciousness, but rather we constitute the world based on our intentions toward it (Falkner, 2014).

Yogācāra is one of the philosophical backgrounds of the Mahayana Buddhist tradition. Its doctrine is summarized in the term vijṇapti-mātra, “nothing but cognition only” which also known as “Consciousness Only” or “Mind Only”. This school advocates the existence of the consciousness and cognitive object. An object that we think we see is an illusion according to Yogācāra School. This illusion is due to our habits. These habits come from our minds. This is for our habitual conditioning that we see that things as real and in different ways. In other words, only the subjective aspect (darsanabhaga) is real, not the objective aspect (nimittabhaga). The object world is merely the transformation of our consciousness (vijnanaparinama) (Barua, 2019).

Barua gives the example of "an itinerant ascetic, an amorous person and a dog, all catch sight of a woman, but they all have three different notions. The ascetic looks upon her as a mere carcass (made up of the five aggregates), the voluptuary or sensualist takes her to be an object of amorous delight while the dog takes her to be something eatable" (Barua, 2019), or a caregiver.

In other words, an object appears in different forms according to the conditioned, subjective state of mind.

Bottomline is, in my humble opinion of course: we perceive the world not as it is, but as we are. Since imagination (that we call the 4D) relies on intentionality, we must free our minds from the way we were conditioned if we want to see changes in our perceptions. And that the way things seem to you (your 3D) is not inherently what they are, but only your perception of what they are.

(Take Control - Kodaline / click the image for the Spotify link of the song)

References Barua, M. (2019). The Doctrine of Perception in Buddhism. The Journal of International Association of Buddhist Universities (JIABU), 12(1), 276–282. Retrieved from https://so06.tci-thaijo.org/index.php/Jiabu/article/view/216911

Grant Falkner. (2014). Roland Barthes’ Camera Lucida: Absence as Presence. Retrieved from http://grantfaulkner.com/2014/08/roland-barthes-camera-lucida-absence-as-presence/

[tornadeoqueen]

Really have been in such a bad funk lately so fuck it, here is a list of things about Twisters that I love in no particular order:

that scene where Tyler and Kate are explaining how a tornado forms and the scene cuts between the two of them so it’s like a seamless line of dialogue/they are so in sync each other. Taking about weather with the same reverence that’s soulmatism.

“Ohkay uniform. Wrinkle free shirt. Crisp hat!”

That the wranglers and storm par crew cross paths so often they know each others names enough to rib at each other (and wranglers having the time of their lives competing against them)

When that one storm par guy yells “chase it!” because he’s secretly a Tyler Owen’s fan

Tyler’s truck driving across a field towards the first tornado looking like a cross between Mater from Cars and a horse galloping like yeehaw “it’s like the Wild West out here!” They saw the opportunity and they took it

That his truck is red!!!! And I know people are tempted to be like “he inherited Bill’s truck” but let’s not forget Bill’s truck got eaten by an EF5 and I don’t think it made it out like Tyler’s did

KATE’S BARRELS (never not over KATES’S BARRELS)

I wanna know more about Dani and Dexter’s friendship. Dexter being all “there’s a name for that there’s a name for that” and Dani’s like “just enjoy it, man!” I just know they balance each other out

“We’re driving into a tornado for gods sakes”

The way Tyler is immediately smitten and recognises how smart Kate is and like that’s why he likes her so much?? Like yeah she’s pretty but she’s pretty BRILLIANT You can tell he’s just like “wow I have met my match”

Kate giving it back to him and not falling for his charm so easily - there’s a fire/cheekiness in there

When Tyler’s heart of gold/the real Tyler starts to show away from the cameras and it’s just Kate and Tyler testing Kate’s theories but Tyler is still 100% himself like his persona is not all bravado he still wants to send things up in rockets and drive into tornadoes like that’s just who he is and when it’s away from the cameras it’s kind of dorky dude

Frankenstein playing in the cinema in El Reno and Doctor Frankenstein yelling “it’s alive!” Right before the wall of the cinema is ripped off

Also while I’m on that, that the wall that gets ripped away is the wall with the screen, making the storm outside in some sense the movie wow I just thought about that. Art imitating life or whatever the ultimate 4D experience (reminds me of sound and light shows ok I’m digressing)

“She’s your story, Ben.”

Hanging out and sitting on the truck having lunch and staring at clouds I need 1000x fics about this

When they rustle the team together to get Kate’s theories in motion with the whole team and everyone is immediately on board and defers to Kate as to why they need a trailer ect

Addy: “you’re no fun since you got hit by lightning” I WANT THE STORY

The Tornado Wrangler belt buckle 😭

Ok this list is getting long but anyway the movie isn’t perfect but it’s fun and I’m glad it makes me happy in this way

[mysticbewitched]

My Beliefs Have Evolved..

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▪︎ I'm about to piss off some popular bloggers & start a major fire in this community.

{ Lights, Camera, Action.}

A serious epiphany hit me hard out of nowhere as I was wandering through some of my old posts way back when I first started this blog. As I was reading through some of my old writings from my former posts, I realized that I held certain beliefs at those times that no longer resonate with me anymore.

I did not realize at the time, but I took some teachings of things from Neville in a *literal manner* that were never supposed to be taken in that way and some aspects of my understanding of the law of consciousness were completely distorted due to the ridiculous amount of ignorant misinformation and misinterpretations flooding through tumblr.

I admit that in the beginning, I was one of the ignorant ones, and it was because of all the information you're constantly seeing spread around like chaotic wildfire in this community.

It clearly warped my understanding and I thought I finally had Neville's teachings all figured out.

Let me tell you, I was beyond wrong.

Recently, I had discovered that I've been missing the main puzzle piece: the entire source of the law of consciousness.

For that reason alone, I want everyone to know that I will most definitely be revamping and transforming quite a lot of my older posts to reflect my newer, evolved beliefs to reflect the philosophy of nondualism.

Now before you start stressing out, I want to explain to you that Neville Goddard was actually teaching nondualism at the core of his teachings, which a lot of people wrongly mistake as something separate or completely different from the law of consciousness.

They could not be more mistaken, and they simply do not understand it. The law of consciousness is the expression of nondualism at its core.

I'm here to tell you that they are the exact same philosophy with different delivery. That is truthfully what Neville was teaching about all this time.

Now whether or not you believe in nondualism, that's entirely up to you, and you are free to believe whatever you wish. - I just want you to truly understand and realize that Neville Goddard was, in fact, truly teaching nondualism.

Admittedly, Neville did start off his teachings with some limiting beliefs, but he eventually evolved in his beliefs and his teachings after he experienced the promise.

The law of consciousness is just a name for the physical expression of nondualism's philosophy. Simple as that.

For everyone who is here for the "law of assumption" and you are being led to believe that you are somehow separate from your own reality, or the law of consciousness is a law "operating outside of you"- you are seriously not being taught the law of consciousness in the way that Neville Goddard actually intended for you to understand the whole core his teachings.

*Your understanding of the law is being warped and twisted out of shape because of all the countless amounts of misinformation.*

Neville Goddard and Alan Watts both taught nondualism at its core. However, their styles of teaching were different from the other, and they were focused on different aspects of nondualism.

Neville focused his teachings on the true operation of the law of consciousness shaping our own lives from within us for his listeners to understand how to consciously create their own realities while Alan Watts' teachings were more centered around our true self as unmatched, infinite awareness and how we as awareness are the original source of the universe experiencing the physical expression of itself.

Nondualism is all about oneness and unity, not separation.

All the total bullshit you hear these days coming from the most popular bloggers in this community about: "The 4D vs. The 3D", "The 3D conforming to your desires", or "The 4D is more real than the 3D" -

Blah, blah, blah.

Throw all of that shit out of the door.

All of that implies separation. There is no separation.

You are the prime *source of all creation* and one with all. This is what true nondualism is all about.

You are source of the universe.

You are God of your own reality and all things come from *within.*

All comes from within. This is the core of nondualism: absolute oneness and unity.

You are one with your reality.

Consciousness is the only reality.

"All things come from within; nothing comes from without-" - Neville Goddard

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A lot of my former beliefs were about:

▪︎ The "3D conforming" - That's a huge no, no. There is no damn "conforming" going on, and I will explain all about that in another post. "Conforming" implies separation, and there is absolutely no separation. You and your reality are *one*. Simple as that.

▪︎ Taking Neville's whole "mirror" comparison in a literal manner to imply separation between imagination and reality.

Guess what? That teaching from Neville was *never* meant to be taken as literal.

I'll say it louder for the people in the back this time. There is absolutely *no* separation. Your reality "mirrors" your state of mind because there is no separation between you and your reality.

You can thank the ridiculous flood of popularized misinformation flowing through this platform for making me think there was some sort of invisible, barrier between imagination and reality that performed as a literal mirror in action.

What the hell was I thinking? Most definitely not. Those former beliefs of mine are history and deep in the trash where they belong.

▪︎ Focusing on the "time" with manifestations:

I actually now feel as if focusing your attention on the "time" implies a lack mindset because you're just supposed to focus on enjoying already having your desires in the present moment.

"Time" does not matter.

Stressing out and worrying about the "time" is a strong indicator of a victimhood mindset, and I only want to empower my followers to step into their power and change their mindset to manifest their dreams.

I firmly believe that the more confidence in yourself and your own ability to manifest, the less "time" it takes for the physical manifestation of your desire to be expressed in your reality.

▪︎ Thinking as if the "law of assumption" was a law that was somehow operating outside of us. -

Oh, hell no, it's not. Not even close.

The law of consciousness is *you*.

Everything is coming from within you.

You are the *infinite source of all creation.*

It's simply a beautiful and freeing realization.

Free yourself from the chains of misinformation.

▪︎ { I will be doing a post sometime to explain nondualism in greater detail and how it is actually about the true nature of the law of consciousness under a different name and form of delivery. }

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None of the former beliefs reflect my views anymore, and people who are still following these beliefs are only overcomplicating and distorting their understanding of Neville's teachings about the law of consciousness.

I resonate far deeper with the true intended teachings of nondualism from Neville and Alan Watts compared to the popular ways that people are trying to teach "law of assumption" these days on here.

I'm just not having it, chief.

I have stepped away and opened my eyes. I am on the outside looking in and I am now seeing just how much distorted misinformation are being blindly accepted as the end-all and be-all from even most of the Neville inspired blogs.

The teachings from Neville in this modern community are incredibly warped and distorted. These people just don't get it, man and I remember being in the exact same position, myself.

I shake my head when I think about the old, ignorant version of myself. I really thought I had it all figured out and I was missing the main piece of the puzzle the whole entire time to tie everything together.

It is now safe for me to say that I have definitely strayed far away from the distorted misconceptions and "popular" ways a lot of bloggers are trying to teach "law of assumption" these days. I'm just not having it, man. The ignorance is unbearable.

*Knowledge is power* and you want to make sure that you are being exposed to the right information from others that will simplify everything and actually help you achieve success on your manifestation journey.

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[fairybaby777]

an update

last time I discovered nondualism I overconsumed so much that I essentially felt scared and reverted back to the law of assumption. it's been a couple months now since I looked at anything nd related but I stumbled upon a screenshot of one of 4d barbie's post when I was clearing out my camera roll yesterday, and it really resonated with me this time. because I've had the mental space away from the overconsumption, I was able to process this a lot better and more clearly - also instead of overconsuming when I want to understand something, I've taken to meditating on it which usually leads to me needing to write all my thoughts out about 10mins into the meditation because I just have epiphany after epiphany and suddenly everything makes sense. I think the biggest thing that holds anyone back from embarking on these journey's of Self, is the lack of trust in yourself. why do you flee to tumblr or twitter or whatever everytime you start to doubt or are unsure about something? everytime you need confirmation you look to the outside to give it to you, why? I'm asking this because I used to do this too. in order to make any sort of progression in your journey you HAVE to start relying on yourself and being your own confirmation. if you have a question or need reassurance, turn inwards and meditate on it. yourSelf has all the answers you'll ever need and they'll click instantly because they come from within you. anyway, that aside, I just wanted to hop on here and say that I'm back and that I'll be making more diary entry type posts as my journey progresses. I also want to say here to hold myself accountable, that I will not be looking through tumblr posts for answers any longer, I've discovered nondualism, I have a very good understanding of it, now the rest is up to me.

edit: i will add that i am still allowing myself to read books on the subject because i dont count that as overconsumption

[stilljuststardust]

I see everywhere that 4d is real, and I don’t get it. How is 4d real if I can’t see it, can’t sense it….

Hey thanks for the ask I hope this was helpful

3D= External world

4D= Internal world

I promise you do sense it. Your thoughts beliefs and assumptions are how you experience the internal world/4D because they create it.

The whole idea of LOA is your internal world is the true reality, a reality that can be changed by you at will, and the external adapts to reflect it.

Just because the 4D cannot be felt with your physical senses doesn't mean that it isnt real. I cannot physically experience my thoughts but I know that I have them.

I promise you that you have an internal world. You have thoughts, feelings, dreams, a subconscious, all that jazz. That is the 4D.

Your physical senses cannot detect it, but that's because they weren't built to.

You are not your body. Your ears, eyes, mouth, nose, are just as much a part of the 3D as anything else.

The reason your eyes cannot see it is the same reason a camera cannot take a picture of it, they are the 3D.

There are colors the human eye cannot see, sounds too high for us to hear, things we cannot smell, etc. All of these things are still real. Your senses do not dictate what does and doesn't exist.

The 4D is not some far of place it lives inside of you, literally seeing as it's your internal world.

[jealousmartini]

"Y' need sum'? I got u!"

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As an Loa babe, I know I have everything I want and need in my gorgeous 4D. But my mind is so disorganised😔 and sometimes when identifying with 4d me, it is just not enough to remember what I have up there, as a visual person who likes to see with her eyes. So, a couple days ago I had a memory from my better cr of one of my close friends joking about how I always have everything in my bag. Like the moment she mentions something, I am pulling it out of my bag. So I had the idea to use my bag as an organised area of my imagination

My gorgeous 4D bag(s)

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₊ 𐙚 Inside my bag ˚⊹

Devices

☆ Phone

☆ Ipad

☆ Laptop

☆ Switch

☆ 3DS

☆ Hand camera

☆ Polaroid

Purse

☆ Cash

☆ Card

Snack stash

☆ Savoury

☆ Sweet

☆ Drinks

Accessories

☆ Hair stuff

☆ Body care & make-up

☆ Jewellery

☆ Back-up foot ware

note💌! : Each category will be gradually updated and linked to a post explaining in further detail — 🍊💭

[pepsicola-pussy]

Chapter 1 - Eternal Sunshine (Vinnie Hacker x Reader)

a/n: first series ever….bare with me pls. enjoy.

March 3rd, 2024

I pulled my heavy suitcase off the conveyor belt with a huff. Usually Matt would do this for me. I smile to myself thinking about his grumbles of complaints as he pulls it off with ease, placing it next to me, and rolling his eyes at the kiss I'd place on his cheek in return. But, he isn't here, none of them are. My first solo trip back home since we all moved to LA and I hated it. I missed my family, the triplets, our shared apartment, and the constant orchestra of laughs and bickering. 

After 6 months in Boston, taking care of my dying father, I was finally returning to LA. I dropped everything the moment I learned he was sick, leaving behind my career that I didn't know whether or not it would be waiting for me when I returned, and a boyfriend who I'm sure had moved on since my ghosting. I was grieving, I lost the only biological family I had left, and couldn’t keep a healthy relationship to save my life. The only consistent thing within my life was the triplets. Mostly due to the fact we refuse to lose contact. Our fathers were best friends their whole life, which of course in turn meant we grew up together, and were inseparable. A rush of hot air hit me as I walked out of the airport, looking for the triplet’s SUV. I glanced at my phone. 

Nick 🤓: 

HEY we are by gate 4b HURRY I BROUGHT U IN AND OUT 

I laugh at his text, before looking up at the sign above me. 7C. I begin the walk to 4b, anticipation is surging through me. After months of nothing but sadness, and fear, I couldn't wait to get back to what I do best. Keeping the triplets in one piece, and modeling. I had been modeling for 2 years, since the triplets and I left Boston behind to pursue careers. I was scared to try modeling, I knew what it would entail. Being stared at, my body being commented on, big Hollywood executive creeps, etc. but, with a gentle push from Nick, I ran full speed towards a career, and made somewhat of a name for myself. 5a, 4d, 4c, 4b the signs read off, I looked around 4b, my eyes eventually finding the three guys I had been yearning to see for weeks. Chris held a sign, welcome back y/n! with a smiley face. I laughed, remembering all the times we made fun of people who brought those dumbass signs to the airport, before running toward them. Matt slapped the two other boys to get their attention. 

“Y/n!” Chris exclaimed, a pink gift bag in his hand. Nick shrieked, a greasy In n Out bag in his right hand, and vlog camera in the other. I wrapped my arms around Matt and Chris and squeezed. I took in a deep breath, their scent opening a floodgate in my brain. I was home. I'm okay, and I’m home. I pulled away, taking a look at Matt’s arms. When I left he only had a couple, now he basically had an entire sleeve. 

“My god!” I exclaimed, turning his arm, straightening it so I could get a good look. It hadn’t been that long since I'd last seen them, however our last interaction was when I refused to remove my face from Chris’ lap at my father’s funeral. People talked, gave speeches, sermons were said, and I couldn’t face any of it. Chris just held me as I hid. The world kept moving but I stayed still.

“Check this one out!” Matt said excitedly. He pulled up his sleeve to reveal four stars. My hand shot to my mouth. 

“No fucking way.” I exclaimed. Matt grinned, Nick laughed, the camera recording our reunion. 

“Got it for the four of us. We missed you, kid.” Matt said, pulling me in for another hug. Ever since we were little, Marylou - the boy's mother and basically mine too - called us her shining stars. 

“There’s my shining stars!” she would exclaim as we returned from a day outside. 

“How is my shining star?” she asked as she walked through the front door, my eyes fixed to my father in his hospice bed. 

“How are you, star?” she asked, as i hid under matt’s blankets out of pure shame after my first date. There we were, shining little stars on Matt’s arm.  

“I missed you guys too, so unbelievably much.” I muttered into his shoulder. 

“Alright, enough my turn!” Nick exclaimed, pushing the camera into Chris’ shoulder before wrapping his lengthy arms around my shoulders. 

“Alright kid…” Chris said in response to the camera shoved into him, he turned it so it faced our hug. 

“Y/n, say hi!” Chris said, pointing the camera at me. I pulled my face out of Nick’s chest. 

“Hi, world! Here I am!” I exclaimed. Chris whooped.

“Fuck yeah she is! Y/N L/N is back!” Chris shouted at the camera. Matt chuckled, before reaching for my luggage. I kissed Nick's cheek before snatching the greasy bag from his hand. 

“Oh, how I missed you…'' I muttered to the bag. Matt opened the back seat door for us, before rounding to the other side with the driver side door. Nick hops in before me, taking the seat behind Matt, Chris jumps into shotgun. I glance up at the three of them. My best friends of 20 years, basically since conception. Their father was dear friends with my father. The pair were ecstatic when they realized their wives would be having children around the same time. They hoped to have the same gender so their children could be bestfriends the same way they had been. They ended up with three boys and a girl. They were right about the best friend part. From daycare, to pre-k, to kindergarten to high school it has always been Matt, Chris, Nick, and Y/n. The quad, and I loved it. 

“y/n/n! your gift!” Chris exclaimed, passing me the pink bag. The camera filmed on the dash. I rolled my eyes. 

“I swear to god if you got me some fuck shit-”

“Open it!” Matt exclaimed, turning the wheel so he could pull out of his spot. I pulled out the glitter tissue paper, pulling out the item on top. 

“A Lisa Frank coloring book!” I said cheerfully, holding it up to the camera so they could see the rainbow cheetah on the front. 

“Yeah I picked that out.” Chris stated proudly, grinning at the camera. 

“Okay next is um… some panty liners!” I said, showing the camera the small pack of feminine products. 

“Wait, what the fuck?” Nick exclaimed. Matt and Chris laughed widely in the front of the car. 

“We figured it couldn't hurt,” Matt explained. I threw the panty liners at Matt’s head who whined in response. 

“Coke yay!” I exclaimed, pulling out a six pack of cans from the back. 

“Yes, one more thing!” Nick said excitedly, clapping his hands together. Lastly, there is a small box. I crack it open to reveal the triplet’s birthstone. 

“Oh my god… guys” I begin, tracing the shimmering stone with my index finger. Chris turns to face me to see my reaction. 

“It was my idea, isn’t it lovely?!” Nick rambles. I nodded, my bottom lip jutted as I tried not to cry. Chris grabs the camera, showing my neck as Nick puts it on. 

“Aren’t we just the best?” Chris says cockily. 

“The very best a girl could ask for.” I say with a smile, looking at the necklace from the view finder. Chris flicks off the camera, pushing it into his pocket. 

“We have another surprise at the house.” 

“My god, am I spoiled.” i stated with a smile. 

The apartment looked basically identical. Our big gray sofa, mini bar filled with pepsi, dr. pepper, coke and rootbeer, the wall of polaroids with photos of parties we threw and people the triplets had collaborated with. I was incredibly relieved to see they hadn't torn the place to shreds. 

“We took turns sleeping in here.” Nick admits, after he flopped his body onto my bed. I let out a laugh, walking toward the bed and flopping beside him. 

“It was so weird without you guys.” I admitted, turning to face Nick. he stared at the ceiling, pulling his sleeves over his hands. 

“That was the longest the four of us have been separated and I hated it.” Nick said with a smile. 

“God, me too. We need to like… never do that again." I say before sitting up. I open up the window above my bed that leaks sunshine across the room. The sound of birds chirping and horns honking remind me I'm not in Boston any longer. I have no reason to be scared. I lit a candle, before opening my suitcase. 

“How are you doing?” he asks finally. I stiffen slightly. I figured this would be coming. 

“I’m okay…” 

“Y/n.” 

“Really. I am. I'm happy to be back with my best friends, back home.” I say pulling out the folded clothes from my suitcase. Nick licks his lips as he grabs onto my stuffed bunny and sets his face on it, watching me shuffle around the room as I continue speaking.

“Sure, I'm still grieving and I have bad days sometimes, but I'm ready for what’s next… and I was in Boston long enough to not need to go for about 5 years" I joke, Nick laughs. 

“You know mom would never allow that” he says, flipping to his stomach, facing me. I shake my head. 

“You're right. I think she was like the only reason I survived the past 6 months. Seriously "I say sadly. Nick nods.

“She told me a little… I’m glad she was there for you, you know how bad we wanted to be with you-”

“No, no, Nick really. I would've never forgiven myself if you came with me for half a year instead of being here. There's so much here for you.” I reassured. Nick nodded sadly. I know he and his brothers felt horribly guilty about the fact they were living their lives and growing their careers as I nursed my father til death. Nick hopped off the bed, sitting beside me on the floor, assisting in the unpacking of my clothes.  

“I love you, Nick,” I mutter. He wraps an arm around my shoulder. 

“And i love you” 

“Y/N NICK COME ONE SURPRISE!” Chris shrieks from down the hall. 

“Holy fucking shit, Chris, I now cannot hear which makes this surprise useless fucking idiot!” Nick yells as he marches down the hall. I shake my head before standing and walking down the hall. I walk into a usual looking living room. 

“Im-” I began confusedly. Nick sighs.

“Dining room.” He says.  I turned from the boy to the dining room, seeing a massive grand piano where a fold out table used to be. 

“Wha-” 

“So you can start writing more!” Chris explains.

“And  maybe even release a song!” Matt adds. I look back at them, all of them have smiles on their faces. I can tell this was not cheap. 

“Where is our table?” 

“Balcony” 

“Now we can eat outside, so French,” Nick joked. I grinned at him.

“Well, play us something dumbass!” Nick says. I roll my eyes, and walk toward it. Memories of my dad and our piano that overlooked the view of the lake in our backyard flood me. My mind wanders to how much I miss him. I push onto the keys gently, beginning a song I know well. Quiet, the Winter Harbor by Mazzy Star. Nick plops down beside me on the stool, putting his head on my shoulder. As I play I think of my next moves. Was I going to return to modeling? Something I loved, but sometimes felt as if it was sucking my soul dry? Or would I try music, and risk failing miserably. There wasn’t much left for me to lose. No biological family, just the triplets and their family. But then again, did I really need anything but them?

To: Stella Vaan 

From: y/n l/n

Subject: back

Hey stells, just curious if i still have a career?

3/3/24 @ 3:39

To: y/n l/n 

From: Stella Vaan 

Re: back

Hey y/n, you have a shoot for Dior in three days. Best manager of the year award goes to me. 

3/3/24 @ 9:42

March 5th,  2024

I groan at the sudden shaking of my sleeping body. I know who it is and why it is happening, and I am cursing my stoned self for agreeing to a pilates class with Nick at 11:30 am.

“Get the fuck up, y/n” Nick says, grabbing a pillow and hitting me with it while he sipped his smoothie. 

“For fuck sake stop! I’m awake”  

“I laid out a workout set for you, because I know your ass can't do it, I have a smoothie for you too.” Nick says, exiting my room. I glance to my bedside table. 10:45. Chris groans from beside me, I guess he passed out after we smoked last night which was nothing new for our friendship. Chris has always hated sleeping alone, so did I. It’s funny how little quirks I have parallel his. 

“What the hell does he want?” he grumbles, hugging his pillow. 

“Pilates.” I explain, swinging my feet over the edge of the bed. Chris places a kind hand on my shoulder, a sort of ‘I'm praying for you because my brother is insane’ gesture. I pull on my socks and slippers, and slip into the bathroom with the matching set Nick laid out for me. I slick back my hair, pinning it up and slipping into running sneakers. I grab sunglasses and a cute bag and head out to Nick and my lovely smoothie that awaits me. Nick is leaning against the counter on his phone, typing away. The sun is beaming a warm golden hue in our living room. I'm so happy to be back in the Los Angeles weather. 

“Did you see the video of the girl with the monkey in the drive thru?” 

“The what?” I asked, before taking a long sip of my smoothie. Nick lets out a laugh before showing me said video. 

“Day 1 back and you two are already pissing me off.” Matt grumbles, rubbing sleep out of his eyes as he stumbled down the hall from his room. 

“Wow you're extra ripe this morning. Sure haven't missed your bitchiness "I snapped back. Matt grumbles under his breath, snatching my smoothie, taking a sip and returning it to my hand. I scoff at him. 

“When is your shoot, y/n/n?” Nick asks, stuffing his phone back into his pocket before leaning against the counter. 

“Tomorrow morning…” I respond, before picking at the skin by my thumbs. 

“Nervous?” Matt asks, pulling a bottle of water from the fridge.

“Mm, good to see you’ve discovered water, matthew. And yes, I am in fact nervous "I shoot back. 

“Alright so this is how our day is gonna go y/n?” he says with a smirk, yanking at a strand of hair. I swat his hand away, grabbing my shit off the counter. 

“C’mon Nicolas, we don't deserve to fraternize with such individuals…” I say, pulling Nick's arm. Nick waves bye to Matt, who chuckles at us as we walk out. The morning is dewy, and slightly sticky against my skin. Summer is approaching. Nick and I walk leisurely to pilates, enjoying the warmth of the LA sun. Walking is not our first choice, but begging Matt for a ride before 4pm is an almost impossible task, and the studio was a quick walk. I hum quietly to myself as Nick talks to me about upcoming video stuff. My mind listens the best I can, but I can truly only do so much. 

“y/n/n.. Can I ask you something?” Nick asks. I look up.

“Yeah.. of course.. What’s up?” I ask. He bites the inside of his cheek. I sense he’s going to go deep.

“Are you excited to start modeling again? I know… I know you struggled a lot an-”

“Nick…” 

“y/n… please… I just want to make sure. I love you so much… and you know how much I want to see you succeed” he explains. I smile softly. Modeling was not choice number 1 for me, singing was. I've been singing since i could speak, and in turn been singing on demand whenever nick asked, which was often when we were children. Nick hooks onto my arm. 

“y/n/n i want to see you happy.” Nick explains. I smile. 

“I am happy…i’m happy right here.”

[peachjagiya]

as cute as it was, i’m confused/bummed by the moment where tae asks jk if he wanted to be his girlfriend. bc like obviously it’s a joke but if they were rlly together and hiding it, i seriously doubt he’d make that joke. and i doubt that the editors would actually leave that in. idk im probably making. big deal out of nothing but i feel like that comment made me doubt if they’re actually together

Ok so...

I expected some asks about this but you've come at it from a different angle than maybe I expected! I half thought it would be "Oh well that means he likes girls and JK isn't his boyfriend."

But I haven't thought of it along the lines of why would they keep it in?

It's ambiguous, I suspect that's why. You can read it many different ways and none of them are "You're my boyfriend" so...

Here's how I see it: Like half of what Tae says is mischievous or role play. I've often wondered if it's like a way to protect himself on camera a little bit, it's easier to be silly than to lay yourself bare. Whatever reason, he's super inclined towards taking a situation and making an imaginary game out of it. It doesn't surprise me at all that he said that! And he's playing 4D chess, we know this.

"Do you want to be my boyfriend?" is a bit too on the nose, possibly. But girlfriend is quite funny and "do you want to be-" is comedic roleplay.

Plus we don't know a; what led to it or b; the reaction. But even if it's pretty much how it looks in the preview, I don't think it's out of character for Tae to roleplay like that?

Ultimately, it's a joke. There's no way to look at it other than it being a joke. And remember, anyone who does take it seriously wants desperately and insecurely for it to be serious. In which case you can just reply "Oh it's serious is it? So he wasn't dating Jennie then?" 😇

(Also lol I asked my wife if she'd be my girlfriend last week because she brought me a cup of tea. Like never underestimate the dumb things food and beverage delivery will make you say.)

Don't panic, anon. Remember who you're watching.

💜

[randomthefox]

I never understood why some people insist that rings, bumpers, loops, and rails can't actually be part of the world when all that stuff shows up OUTSIDE of gameplay

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=JoFVTAWI8x4

https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/sonic/images/7/7a/Sonic_CD_ending_18.png/revision/latest?cb=20220704002047

https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/sonic/images/5/51/Darkspine_sonic.png/revision/latest?cb=20220507191225

https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/sonic/images/4/4d/Sonic%2C_you_should_spin_around_that_thing%2C_not_to_transport_with_others.png/revision/latest?cb=20130406164132

https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/sonic/images/6/68/Chaotix_27th_Anniversary_Espio.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20220420230453

https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/sonic/images/c/c1/SonicChannel_Christmas2019.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20191224032650

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=yzK7gQWDnRk

How much more proof do people need?

Sonic's world is simply full of fantastical things. It's not that complicated.

I mean I can understand why you'd feel that way initially. Putting aside comic fans who are not invested in video games as a medium - it is pretty typical of video games for you to just suspend your disbelief about anything involving damage mechanics in a game. Like take for example Half Life - you get blown up with a grande and shot full of alien electricity attacks and shot full of bullets, what happens? You walk over a first aid kit and suddenly you're back to max. The game isn't really expecting you to think of things realistically. Enemy attacks take hitpoints away, first aid stations and medpacks give hitpoints back. You're not really meant to imagine in your minds eye the concept of Gordan Freeman pausing to put disinfectant and gauze over his bleeding wounds.

Only Metal Gear Solid 3 is brave enough for that lol.

So in Sonic, the rings are primarily interacted with by the player as a method of extra damage allowance and end of level score ranking. So I do think it is perfectly reasonable for someone who is used to the suspension of disbelief that games typically invoke when it comes to systems like that which relate to hitpoints and mistake allowance, and for them to just write it off as not "really" being a part of the game world so to speak. I do think in that sense it is a natural conclusion to come to if you're engaging with the video game as a series of interactive systems on the one hand and then a sequence of sequential storytelling on the other hand. Because that IS how most video games work. The gameplay and narrative are two separate things that don't often overlap. TV Tropes calls this gameplay story segregation. Shithead journalists call it ludonarrative dissonance.

It takes an additional level of investment to accept the world of Sonic AS a video game world, an immerse setting in which the fictional characters with rich inner lives inhabit WHICH ALSO embraces the fact that it is a video game with these systems of interaction as an in universe element of the world. Sonic looks at the camera and directly addresses the player. Sonic Adventure 2, a game that has a very serious story that address mature themes, has a poster like this in the very first level

Characters will directly refer to things via video game terminology of "stages" and "bosses"

The characters KNOW that they're in a video game. And aren't shy about referencing that fact. The fact that these are fictional characters in an interactive piece of fiction is something that they're aware of and acknowledge.

For SOME people, this violates their suspension of disbelief. It makes it difficult or impossible for them to emotionally invest in the story, because the story itself is admitting to merely being a story. Or they dismiss these instances as not being "real" in the context of the story, ignoring these moments in order to preserve their investment.

This is an understandable reaction. But it is also WEAK and COWARDLY! Y'all bitches wouldn't never last through the Metal Gear series! Sonic ain't got NOTHING on how meta and self aware Metal Gear is! SOLID SNAKE CANONICALLY DEFEATS PSYCHO MANTIS BY PLUGGING THE CONTROLLER INTO THE PLAYER 2 SLOT THAT IS CANON AND IT GETS ACKNOWLEDGED AGAIN IN MGS4 BECAUSE THE PS3 DOESN'T HAVE WIRED CONTROLLER SLOTS ANYMORE!!! Metal Gear Solid 3 has The Boss say this line of dialog

and that game will have you CRYING like a LITTLE BITCH by the time the credits roll.

.......... anyway

so yeah, growing up means embracing the fact that the world of Sonic has rings and bounce pads and characters who look at the camera and roll their eyes because your ass is taking too long, and still taking it seriously as a piece of fiction worthy of investment and analysis. You have to meet the games halfway and engage with them on their own terms. Some people aren't willing to meet the games halfway. Which is fine. But only as long as they aren't acting like the games are at fault for that. The games aren't doing anything wrong just because they don't conform to your personal standards of how much you'll accept a video game being self aware.

Rings and springs/bounce pads are "canon" whether you like it or not.