#Shift-JIS

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[mistfunk]

Mistigram: Happy #BlackHistoryMonth! Today we explore the music portfolio. This @ShiftJIS portrait of trumpeter #CliffordBrown (aka #Browny) was drawn using text characters by jazz lover @kalchano and included in the music-themed MIST0118 artpack collection released five years ago.

[daggery]

xiaohei shapeshifting ➟ requested by @uovoc

[cinnanamii]

Hi this is mizuki 12 hours before telling my best friend my secret!!! 😊😊

…12 hours after telling my best friend my secret. 🙂

[ukgk]

[theinfinitedivides]

not the original author of Vigilante naming the gay convo under the bridge as one of his favorite scenes 😭😭😭😭 ty for your service sir you're one of us fr

[hinsaa-paramo-dharma]

Storytime:-

So, when I had recently shifted to south delhi, our colony only had like 5 houses (abhi 20-35 se jyada honge) and out of them 4 were rich 2 storey houses while one was a jaisa-taisa rented apartment ghar with 4 floors (where I lived). So, sabse gareeb log apartment me rehte the and others were so fucking rude to us like- gajab insaan the. I and other children of the flat would be playing outside and they will be shouting at us to go to home and to get disciplined and other nonsense. Auntyji I am literally 5 what do u expect? The worst one was this woman who loved to call us "uncultured" (in a time i didn't even knew it's meaning) (she was A TEACHER i feel bad for her students). She had 2 sons like 5 yr older than me and at first we used to play together then vo bhi apni maa ke disha mein chale gye. That woman made kid-me's blood boil. The Adults were also tired of her (she would throw literal tantrums if a cow enters our gully and then would fucking hit the poor animal with a broom cuz she can, like Bhai itne laadsahab ho toh society me raho gully mein toh Aisa hi chalta hai). I am usually a nice obeying kid but I started insulting her in HER face. One time she told the baccha party "Shoo! Shor machate rehte hai, headache kar ke rakha hai" and I replied with "Aapke papa ke Ghar mein khel rhe hai jo aapki baat maane?" (Yeah, that is the most rebellious I can get). Her sons specially didn't like my new self and started y'know gaaliyaan aadan pradaan karna. I didn't even knew most of their meaning, I was literally 8 that time. Though, ek baar mera sar aisa ghooma ki I literally slapped one of them. MAHABHARATTT. Yeah, i fought with 2 boys ages older than me all alone (still one of my proudest moments, specially since meine ek ki shirt faar di thi ha vo alag baat hai ki mujhe sprain ekdum ganda waala aaya tha). After that, that aunty went around trying to blacken my name (that worked greatly) uss ne yeh nhi bataya ki uske ladko ne Jo shabd bole the. For the next few years, I was the infamous ladaku ladki of my gully. Which I loved and hated at the same time.

[somedayillbepeterpan]

And now we know the reason why Chi-yeol always has such a full schedule.

maybe it started with Mr. Ji wanting Chi-yeol to be successful. Is it a long game? I can’t believe how childish his jealousy has become though that he fills every waking moment of Chi-yeol to be beside him— manipulating him and filling Chi-yeol’s head with his own words. This is honestly very sickening and it makes it very hard to watch.

I’d say kudos to all the actors on this show working with such a twisted story. We’re watching two ends of a spectrum with situations that I find realistic, this may well have happened in real life. Mourning brother pushed to the brink and found only his sister’s mentor to care? Should I give back the kindness? Oh no, I need him to suffer, too, since he didnt do enough to save me from this suffering.

[shut-up-rabert]

Soooooo I tried reading Amish Tripathi's Sita : the Warrior of Mithila and bro I was so confused from the start meko kuch samajh hi nahi aa raha lmao 😭🔪

Bhai maine khaali summary oadhi main usme bhi confuse ho gayi😶‍🌫️

My honest feelings were

And I have no other words, kyunki constructive criticism ke liye kavi kya kehna chahte tha samjh bhi aana chahiye barkhurdaar 😶‍🌫️

Tune kaha tak padhi?

[gvtz-xd]

mmmmm JI WANNA SIT IN THE WALLS LIKE A RAT AND STEAL YOUR TRASH LIKE AN OPOSSUM BUT GOD SAID NO! LIKE A BITCH!

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[ntrlily]

Many older large scale ASCII art pieces that weren't just made with a JPG->ASCII converter were also done that way, taping a drawing to a computer screen and tracing it in notepad

Nowadays of course the three people who do this style of ASCII art just pull the drawing up on their computer and type directly over it.

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Mistigram: this #textart adaptation of #FineWindClearMorning (also simply called #RedFuji), one of #Hokusai's suite of #ThirtysixViewsOfMountFuji #ukiyoe prints made in the 1830s, was made by @kalchano in #ShiftJIS and included in the new fine art-themed MIST0424 artpack collection.

[imaushiji]

I was hoping to post part 2 today but tbh, editing it has been the bane of my existence

[retiredteabag]

Too hot to cuddle!!

this is part one of my dual-fic based on this fanart read about winter!Toji here :]

synopsis: Toji becomes jealous of your pillow…

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You and Toji cuddle often. It wasn't something you guys ever spoke about or needed to ask for but it wasn't uncommon for the man to come home from a job and find you spread across the couch, only to come over and lay his entire body over yours until you complained about "needing air".

This was the perfect dynamic for winter, Toji's body heat seemed to always be in supply but in the summer, the man could be nude, without a blanket in sight, prone before an oscillating fan, and still sweating.

It was the unfortunate truth that Toji would overheat, even if you were particularly chilly. So when the summer months came around, you were blessed with the entire comforter to yourself.

Too hot for him, you would pull your arms into the blanket so he would have his side of the bed to sprawl while you could rest, enwraptured in warmth.

It was a dynamic that worked for both of you- until it didn't

One night, mid-summer, you unconsciously had yourself tucked tightly within the comforter. Shifting in your sleep, you exhaustedly unraveled enough to reach out for Toji's form. Subconsciously, you felt for him, and in your sleepy state, tucked yourself around his torso, legs tied with his own. The groan he let out did little to rouse you or waive your hold on him.

In the heat of the moment (no pun intended) he shook your arm from his waist, grunting whilst turning to face your sleeping figure. With little but a sleepy hum in reply, he made more of an effort to push you and your warm blanket away from him.

“s too hot” He grumbled.

Your unconscious mind took no offense, soon finding comfort again by flipping over, wrapped in the blanket, to throw yourself around one of your many pillows.

Toji rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he watched this occur. After moving you from his form, he witnessed as you practically spooned the pillow in your grasp. Face smooshed in, like you did with his chest, leg lifted over the side, arms surrounding his replacement.

Seeing as you chose the blanket over him, he couldn't help but be peeved. Even exhausted and hot, he wants you to choose him, even if he had just pushed you away.

At least tell him you’re mad. But it seems you’re too tired for that... shouldn’t you be able to pick him, conscious or not? With a sigh he yanks the blanket from your tucked grasp. A whine sounded in the room.

"to-ji..."

"c'mon." He pulled until you finally were awake enough to see him. Ignoring the words he had just spoken, his aforementioned grunts of it being "too hot" he lifted you from your spot onto his chest, your side of the bed soon baren as he swung his leg to kick your pillow off the edge, only to lean onto his side, locking you in his embrace.