#Frakkur

[timmytimtimtimtim]

This is a short rotoscope animation I made for class. My best friend provided me with a video of her kitten for this assignment. I chose a section of the original video to animate on top of. My friend helped me pick the song PP1 by Frakkur as the soundtrack since the song almost sounds like kittens singing. I kept the original from the video source. Horrid project was time consuming but really fun. Glad to surprise the kitten and his family with this treat. This project was made in photoshop using the video function and was animated on 12 fps but was exported in 24fps. Enjoy!

[signfrog]

listening to this song and transcending reality rn

i feel like im floating away from my body. i feel like everything was just a bad dream

[musicwithoutborders]

Frakkur, SFTLB1 I 2000 - 2004, 2018

[guavagyal]

whenever I hear PP1 by Frakkur, I start to cry because it reminds me of this cute cat that would be at my old job. she would always meow at me, let me pat her belly, & she seemed to love my colorful socks. I wish I could have taken her when I was fired from there, and it makes me regretful that I didn't, but I guess I didn't want to hear my parents whine to me about having a cat. however, I know it's in good care because there's a lady who takes care of her, so that puts me at ease.

I'm thinking of going back there (in disguise lol) to maybe getting her back.

[malenkaya-glosoli]

Man I too need to record some experimental ethereal warpy vocal and unconvential instrument source tracks about how much i want a boyfriend

if you know my tastes you'll know exactly where this urge comes from

[ghostmikexdd]

:∆

(how to use tumblr help..)

[circe-pendragon]

When is a song not a song?

[vxmpyree]

CHUBBY NIKTO. IN THIS ESSAY I WILL-.

chubby nikto my beloved :] <3 \\ tw: mention of fat shaming / fatphobia (not from reader)

[ pp1 - frakkur ]

chubby! nikto who likes baking for his neighbor.

after retirement, he packed up his things and flew somewhere balmy and quiet. after a life of running guns and slaughtering the enemy, he wants something simple-- a life where he doesn't need to comprehend the minds of others entirely.

when he moves in, you come over all smiles, a dish of banana bread in your hands. it hurts to admit, but he really does like it-- loves it, even. the dish is licked clean and then scrubbed by his shaky hands as he considers you.

nikto decides that he must bake you something in return. when he isn't busy, he's at the library, perusing through forums of recipes and printing out digitized cookbooks. he doesn't stop until he has a thick binder of ideas and the librarian starts giving him uneasy looks.

he comes to your doorstep one afternoon, your empty dish in one hand and a mississippi mud pie in the other. and he nervously retells the tale of how he indulged in your baking, expecting you to scowl and say that someone his size shouldn't enjoy eating. but you laugh, pleasantly, not meanly, and say that it's fine, really.

you let him into your warm home, and let him sit at your table, not knowing how blood is perpetually etched into his hands. you cut him a slice of his own pie and sit with him. the radio hums as he chews, and birds chirp over the slow trickle of thoughts in his mind. maybe moving somewhere warm really was a good idea.

[hyunnie04]

snow falls

i hope this cute lil fic would be able to warm you up in these cold winter nights <3 my song rec for this would be PP1 by frakkur (best played while reading ^^) two quotes inspired by lsfm yunjins holiday note

summary: you and jisung play in the snow.

pairing: childhood friends! han jisung x reader

genre: fluff, one sided pinning (? perhaps...)

the night was unforgivingly cold tonight. the sun had set not long ago, leaving no more warmth to comfort you. winter had always made the sun retreat back to the clouds earlier than it used to. the roads were icy and the houses in your neighborhood were covered in white crystal sheets. but that did not stop you and jisung from going out, only wearing two layers and scarfs haphazardly thrown over each other’s shoulder.

“wait up!” cheery giggles from the two of you are muffled by the snow. footsteps trek through the white heaps, leaving a trail of shoe-shaped tracks littered all across the snowy landscape. ignoring the bitter cold that stings your lungs, you two both ran.

it was silly, sneaking off outside this late at night during negative temperatures and with barely anything on. you felt like a child again, whisking your best friend to god knows where and him just following along anyways. it was just like the old days.

upon seeing a sliver of the familiar concrete sidewalk that used to greet you everyday, you both finally stop under a tall street light. it's warm, heavily contrasting against the snowfall and the stark darkness of night. a ray of light somewhat offering refuge over your figures.

“it’s so... so cold...” he sees you shiver, rubbing your palms together in a futile attempt to warm yourself up. jisung watches you blow out a puff of air. he could see your hands pale as they get colder, pulling the ends of your coat a little closer to your body.

i want to hold your hands.

the words are lodged uncomfortably inside his throat, itching to be spoken. jisung wants to desperately say it out loud. but he doesn't.

“i wonder when is spring going to start.” you say while sighing wistfully, closing your eyes. you seemed to have stopped squirming from the temperature now. the winds roar occasionally, sending a flurry of snowflakes upwards and into the sky, as if to whisper "not yet."

he stares longingly at your solemn expression. noting- memorizing every detail of your face. his gaze lands on your lips, tight lipped and closed; opposed to the grin that he so fondly remembers loving.

it's silent, but jisung is no stranger to it. the quiet understanding between you two was something to be treasured in all those years of friendship, knowing when the other doesn't want to talk.

your eyes open, grinning softly when they land on him. jisung decided long ago that your smile is his favorite thing in the world. you see his cheeks increasingly redden as you kept staring, chalking it up to him just being out here.

jisung had a lot of friends now. he was grateful to be close with a good amount of them but, none of them understood him like you did. friends come and go in jisung’s life, but not you. never you.

a painful but welcomed constant in his life was also his feelings. the juvenile infatuation with you from all those years ago had never dwindled, in fact it grew larger and harder to ignore as he got older.

jisung follows your hand as it slowly reaches out to the sky, the tiny delicate snowflakes melt as it makes contact with the warmth of your palm.

“you look beautiful.”

a smile easily makes it out of your face as you look to him right after. his hands are practically numb, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. he hears his own heart thump loudly in his ears.

you gaze into his eyes for a second, tilting your head in question. he realizes words go unnoticed. the onslaught of snow drowns out his confession. he shakes his head with a smile. jisung decided that it was for a different day.

“you’ve got some on your hair,” you laugh, leaning in to brush away the snowflakes with your bare hands. jisung’s ears burn again from the proximity, making him freeze in place.

your hands fall to your side, upon seeing his reaction, hands twitching lightly.

both of your faces, now tinted with a rosy hue and the cold nipping at your noses. puffs of foggy air comes out everytime either one would breathe. it seems like eternity, the way you stare at each other.

“i'll warm you up.” jisung finally smiles, opening his arms wide to slot yourself in. you grin once more, diving in with much enthusiasm.

he was content in holding you close, offering the warmth you needed. maybe he’ll never really know how you feel but, jisung would gladly stand in the frigid cold, if it meant staying here with you. maybe spring would come faster this way.

[mushiimune]

I would know him blind

It's been a while since I've so much as sketched Jack, but don't worry. He's probably gonna live in my mind forever.

⭑ linktree ⭑

[someoned2]

spring bloom

[milos-lil-corner]

Thoughts and reasons why I put songs in my Splendorman playlist. Take a listen and read below if you want lol. There's a text description of my thoughts on each song if you can't read my horrendous hand writing.

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Fine by Lemon Demon - Splendorman creator! Also a song about finding joy in darkness.

they're hiding in plain sight. can't you see? by Crossing Bridges - Vibe

feels nice, even if it is all a lie by Crossing Bridges - Vibe

The Lobotomy by Maebi - Headcanon vibe of what being under Splendors control feels like. Weird and strange.

PP1 by Frakkur - Vibe

Placid Waltz by Reece Moseley - Vibe

さむくてあったかい、ふゆ〜雪の世界〜 by Kikiyama - Vibe

Remaining Souls by Avith Ortega - Title reference towards Splendors proxy's

Grouped these songs together into one -> the water is quite beautiful by Crossing Bridges, Nostalgia by Reece Moseley, take your time, you'll be here a while, Fairy Tale Woods: Apple House by Urotsuki, wish you were here by Crossing Bridges - Title references. Hae a headcanon that Splendors "house" is a sort of like the house in House of Leaves but with a nostalgic twist. Grandma feel. Homey. Yet, not quite home.

Szorn by Wiktor Stribog - Vibe

empty meaningless patterns by Unworn - Splendors ability causes people to lose track of time

Livin' in the Sunlight, Lovin' in the Moon Light by Tiny Tim - Very Splendorman coded, lol

They're Coming to Take Me Away--Ha Ha! by Sloppy Jane - See this as a proxy of his going nuts - either because of Splendor or itself.

Drown me! by Junie & TheHutFriends - Goofy [|:)

Bag of Static by Akuma Kira - Hint of Splendors relation and similarity to Slender

tadpoles lullaby by galen tipton - comfortable and whimsical

song of the unhealing by death palace - Headcanon that he and BEN would have a sweet friendship. IDK

michael has been fired from his job, michael has been burned to death by No Love In The House Of Gold - Vibe

Refuge by Maebi - Vibe

feel by Squeak - Vibe

A4 - Childishly fresh eyes by The Caretaker - Everywhere at the End of Time is my fav project. Also, hint towards what Splendors ability does to peeps

Under the mask by Infinity Frequencies - Title reference and nostalgic vibe. Splendorman "masking" his more unsettling aspects of himself to appeal to humanity.

A Jester's Cry by Maebi - A somber vibe and has a vibe of desperately being wanted

One's Cyclical Soliloquy by Maebi - Vibe

Everything is going to be Okay by Zephaniah - Vibe

homesick by Squeak - Vibe

Crestfallen Nomad by Maebi - Splendor being a wanderer

Toybox by Maebi - Splendor appealing to children more

Dreaming by Akuma Kira - Vibe

The room with no door by Infinity Frequencies - Vibe

The Silhouette by Maebi - Vibe of what it feels like to be watched by him

[family portrait] by Crossing Bridges - Splendors complicated feelings about his kin and relationships ( mostly Slenderman )

Decay and Disarray by Maebi - Vibe

jump in, the atmosphere is fine by Crossing Bridges - Vibe

We often forget to live in the moment we have by Zephaniah - Vibe

welcome to the end by Crossing Bridges - Vibe

it's taking you somewhere by Crossing Bridges - Title reference

In the blink of an eye by Zephaniah - Life can change in a single instance. Being taken is one of them

permafrost by No Love In The House Of Gold - Vibe

B1 - All that follows is true by The Caretaker - Proxy's memories slowly slipping away. [|:)

doom has caught up to you and it's bound to strike at any moment and place by Crossing Bridges - Vibe

Alternate Realities by Infinity Frequencies - Vibe

A Mask of My Own Face by Lemon Demon - Creator of Splendorman - also references how Splendor 'wears' two masks in his life.

Beware the Friendly Stranger by Boards of Canada - What I think of when I think of Splendorman, honestly. Title, vibe, the effects - everything

[aiboers111]

we’re just friends!!!!

yu q wilson x reader

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wrote this at 10pm cause thats when i write best :33 this is so heavily queer platonic relationship coded and i think the aromantic in me is shining through with this one!! if u can’t tell by now i love wilson.

sleeping together and cuddling (NO HOMO!!)

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SONG - PP1 by frakkur

you two were friends, and friends always were there to support you were feeling down. it was quite the stressful day, and the second you got home you immediately opened your phone to text your friend, wilson. you’ve always felt comfortable with him, and the two of you seem to have quite the deep connection.

he comes over not long after you message him, and the two of you set up base in your living room. he listens carefully as you spill out your troubles, rambling on about everything and nothing. if you need to cry, simply hug him and rest your head on the crook of his neck, let out all ur tears, he doesn’t mind.

after you’ve finally seemed to be a bit better, he’ll make sure ur in tip-top shape before asking if u need anything else to help u feel any more well. if you want him to stay the night, he’ll gladly do so!! sleeping in the same bed isn’t too uncommon for you too, as you both have your moment like this. it’s more often at his house, as being a hero gets very stressful and can hurt both emotionally and physically.

if you’re too tired, he’ll help you brush your hair. fingers running carefully through the strands, brushing oh so gently as to not hurt you. after finishing , he’ll sit in bed with you as you fall asleep, scrolling on his phone and talking to krisis. after you’ve fallen asleep, he can finally allow himself to rest. his eyes flutter close as he puts down his phone and lays down, wrapping one familiar arm around your waist and pulling you in to hug you as he dozes off. his presence is so comforting, just knowing you have someone who you can both care for and rely on to care for you makes your heart practically burst with joy.

[astel0000]

[manifesto-of-nothing]

I miss the early internet. I know it's cliche to say, but genuinely there's no sense of discovery anymore. Everything is circulated around by the time it's reached you it's been wrung dry of any feeling of discovery. I wanna find randoms blogs, I wanna meet people. Find corners of the internet that have people spilling their guts, any thoughts they have, knowing they may or may not reach someone.

I hope this blog can become that.

Have you discovered me?