#god. i need sleep.

[amodernpersephone]

Zaken'na (ざけんな) English Translation

by mona (CV: Natsukawa Shiina)

TN: I translated this at 1 am while my friends forcibly tuck me into bed. This was made with love, spite, and a little bit of sleep paralysis. Please read my notes at the end, I had to read a newspaper to figure that out. Live, laugh, love, mona.

waracchau hodo akirechau hodo attōteki sonzai no aidoru It feels so laughable It feels so astonishing The dazzling presence of an idol oitsukitai toka hazukashikatta watashi nanka tte sagecha makeinuda I want to reach that too No matter how embarassing Don't just look down on me For being the underdog akogareru no o yamemashō tte doko ka no yakyū senshu ga ittetajan!? “We have to stop dreaming.”* Didn't a famous baseball player say something like that!? zakenna! muka tsuku! kuyashii kuyashii honne wa minikui onnanokona nda

It's ridiculous! So infuriating! It's just so frustrating! With an unsightly truth, That's the the kind of girl I am.

soredemo tatakau! kachitai! koetai! maketsuzuketeite mo watashi o shinjiteiru Nevertheless, I'll soldier on! I want to win! I want to succeed! No matter how many times I lose, Please believe in me. seikaku mo ii mitame datte ii ketten mitsukechaitai gurai ni

A beautiful personality, And the looks to go with it, Kinda makes me want to look for the tiniest flaws tonari ni nante narabitakunai watashi nanka tte bibiccha makeinuda Standing by your side sounds frightening That's just too scary for me I'm still the underdog.** tomato wa tomato de meron ni narenai doko ka no shijin san ga ittetajan

A tomato's a tomato It can't become a melon Didn't a famous poet say something like that? zakenna! muka tsuku! kurushii! kurushii! shittomamire no onnanokona nda It's ridiculous! So infuriating! It's just so painful! Full of envy and jealousy, That's the kind of girl I am. dakara sa tatakau! mikaesu miteroyo! doromizu nonda tte watashi wa shinjiteiru That's why I'll soldier on! I'll prove myself, so look at me! Even if I drink muddy water,*** That's what I believe. iiwake wa shinai iiwake sasenai mou sono senaka wa minai raibarutachi o koete No excuses for me, No excuses for you, No longer looking at you from behind, I've surpassed you, my rivals. zakenna! muka tsuku! kuyashii! kuyashii! honne wa minikui onnanokona nda It's ridiculous! So infuriating! It's just so frustrating! With an unsightly truth, That's the the kind of girl I am. soredemo tatakau! kachitai! koetai! maketsuzuketeite mo watashi o shinjiteiru Nevertheless, I'll soldier on! I want to win! I want to succeed! No matter how many times I lose, Please believe in me. namaiki de kamawanai anata ni katsu hi made watashi wa shinjiteru watashi o shinjiteru

You can act as proud as you want Till the day that I beat you That's what I believe. Please believe in me.

*This is a quote by Japanese baseball player Ohtani Shohei. The context of this quote was that Ohtani's team was facing Paul Goldschmidt, Mike Trout, and Mookie Betts on the field that day, all of whom are well-known baseball players admired by many. The rest of the quote goes: “If we keep admiring them, we'll never be able to surpass them. We came here today to succeed, to be the best. So, just for today, let's put our admiration aside, and focus on winning.” You can make the rest of the connection.

** This also applies to all other instances but makeinu also translates to an expression for a loser. She's calling herself a loser here. It didn't sit right with the context of the MV so I preferred the translation “underdog”.

*** This can also mean to bear with unpleasant circumstances.

[chaos-and-clowns]

(Tumblr messed up the quality, lol)

But here is an OC I have called, Cheri!

She's always a littleeee anxious, and I love that for her.

She also 100% listens to Chapelle roan and girl in red, lol.

She brings me joy.

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[arcanefanpage]

[rika-mortis]

Bonus:

[lucabyte]

there's a stranger who sleeps at the foot of your bed

[wombywoo]

retired 🩶

[mobius-m-mobius]

#my man was NOT subtle 🤣😉

+ bonus: message received 😅

[tpup]

homeless and so fucking scared lol

[bacchuschucklefuck]

summer of junior year 06/11

[xxplastic-cubexx]

[right to left]

finally finished This Wip from Ever ago and so now i ask you ever look into another dudes eyes and suddenly want to do whatever he wants

[egophiliac]

NEW BIRTHDAY THEME IS OUT!!!!!!!!!!!

BIRTHDAY SLUMBER PARTY, HERE WE COME

I think the theme is more loungewear than straight-up pajamas, but hey, I'm not complaining! (and -- look, we still have the groovies, I'm not giving up hope for animal kigurumi until I gotta)

[serpentface]

The pylidaigh, a type of vampiric snow ghost, as imagined in folklore in and around the Highlands.

This is a ghost believed to come into being when a person dies in the snow and their body is not found before their soul (still trapped without its funeral rites) 'freezes' inside of it. The body then reanimates into a pylidaigh's twisted form. It looks like someone who slowly died of starvation, just a thin layer of flesh over bones. Its skin is as white as the snow itself, so pale it can blend seamlessly into a blizzard. Most of its body appears subtly stretched and lanky, save for its exceptionally unsubtle long, skinny arms, which drag on the ground behind it when it walks. After a big meal of blood, its belly swells like the abdomen of a tick.

A pylidaigh can only tread across snow and ice, and so doorways and windows are best kept clear of snowfall during the winter in order to prevent it from reaching inside. It mostly comes out to hunt during blizzards when there is little that can prevent it from catching its victims.

In spite of its fragile appearance, a pylidaigh is supernaturally strong, and can run at great speeds when it wants to. No mortal weapons can pierce its body, nor can any bonds known to craftsmen hold it in place. It is usually said that chains forged like iron but made out of ice can bind a pylidaigh and render it immobile, but this smithing technique remains tragically elusive to the average joe.

This ghost is either cast as a wildly dangerous but tragic figure, or one that is more simply malicious. In either case, it is described as experiencing nothing but bitter cold. It shivers endlessly. It retains distant memories of what it was to be alive, and it is motivated by a futile desperation to experience the feeling of warmth again.

In more sympathetic framings, it is described as using its freaky gibbon arms to capture its victims and pull them into an embrace, rather innocently trying to warm itself against their body. This inevitably fails, and the embrace becomes a bone crushing squeeze. When that too fails to warm the ghost, it rips out the person's throat and drinks their blood until the victim is as cold and drained as the pylidaigh itself.

In other cases, this more pitiable narrative of a ghost seeking warmth with no comprehension of its actions is discarded in favor of making it purely monstrous. Here it is a type of vampire with an insatiable thirst, practically a physical manifestation of the worst of winter itself. Some tales acknowledge both variants, suggesting a pylidaigh's violent attempts to warm itself may be initially devoid of malice, but turns into an act of furious jealousy of the warmth of the living after years of suffering.

The only (more or less) surefire method to permanently kill a roaming pylidaigh involves trapping it with fire. They are attracted to any source of heat, and will attempt to warm themselves with the flames (if not tempted away by a juicy living human body). The fire itself cannot kill them (as the sheer cold of their body is more powerful even than flame) but they can be trapped if kept near the fire long enough for the snow it depends upon to melt. This does not kill the pylidaigh either. The monster will remain in stuck in place (and potentially become a threat again if it snows more) for the duration of the winter. Only when the spring comes and all the snow melts does it revert into a normal human carcass (though mysteriously invulnerable to decay), at which point it can be cremated.

Pylidaigh in the wilds also revert to a human corpse during the snowless seasons, but will roam again each following winter unless it is burnt in the interim. It is of critical importance that any human corpse found in high mountain pasture is cremated- not only out of respect for the poor soul trapped as an earthbound ghost, but to prevent the threat of the possible dormant pylidaigh emerging next winter.

[hinamie]

cursed kids v2 ⚠️👹

i've been a jjk first years stan since day one and have been wanting to redraw the first art i did featuring the three of them

[gatoburr0]

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