#are obsolete

[kyouka-supremacy]

Why is it always “dazai is not a canon sexist nor he objectify women cope” in my inbox and never “hey do you want to discuss what the inherent morality of man is like till we both pass out discussing the inherent morality of man is fun”

[all-horikoshi-sketches]

[vizreef]

Numark iDJ // iPod DJ mixing station (US, 2005)

[cyberneurotism]

Sony Sports Watchman, Sony Mega Watchman and Sony FD-10 Pocket Watchman.

photos from Wikipedia / Austin Calhoon

[chonnysinferno]

is this anything

based off this

[communist-hatsunemiku]

furuse_illustration

[popohoho35]

32ki's new song as mesmerizer ^v^

[and-her-saints]

Remember those in prison.

[suguwu]

gojo running away from time to time has me thinking about him wandering right into you when you're both young. you who shows him little respect (after all, he walked into you!) and eyes his nice kimono with a skeptical brow ("you wear that to the playground?" "playgrounds are for little kids." "ugh.") before going on your way.

except he follows you. suddenly you have this snowy-haired shadow who doesn't budge when you shove at him to get a little space. he watches you with those blue, blue eyes. you've never experienced anything like it—it's icy, aloof, but he's clearly curious.

you sigh. you take him by the hand (for a moment, you think he'll pull away, but then he laces his fingers through yours and doesn't let go) and guide him to the swings. "c'mon," you say. "i bet you can't go as high as me."

he rolls his eyes. "i can go higher."

you put your hands on your hips. "prove it."

"okay."

he soars into the sky, going so high you have to shield your eyes against the sun to see him. when he reaches the peak of the arc, he jumps. you shriek, but he lands perfectly, as elegant as a swan.

"told you," he says.

you frown. "you're annoying."

he stares at you. "you're annoying."

you huff, puffing out your cheeks. he watches you steadily. "fine," you say. "i don't wanna play with you anymore."

he grabs you before you can flounce away, wrapping a tight hand around your wrist.

"hey!"

"don't go," he says. he's staring again, his crystalline eyes wide. you wonder if anyone has ever walked away from him before. you consider him for a moment.

"okay," you say. "but you gotta be nice."

he blinks. then he nods.

(nice, you find, means something different to him. but you can tell he's trying.)

hours later, he pauses on the slide, tilting his head like a dog. "i have to go," he says. "be here tomorrow."

he's gone before you can protest.

despite yourself, you show up at the playground the next day.

[heartorbit]

so when's the wxs phantom of the opera set

[skelly-chan]

New 32ki song Obsolete meat

[captainjonnitkessler]

"It's not my job to educate you, if you would just Read The Literature you would already know these things!"

Hey I'm starting to think that I'm the only one of us here who DID Read The Literature, because if you had read it you would know that it explicitly and intentionally does not address the thing I am talking about

[ebitoma]

obsolete meat

[crystilialance]

Weezer

[cyberneurotism]

Sharp MZ-731 (1982)

[charoku]

Obsolete Meat