#sorry for the just. terrible quality on some of these photos

[skullsfigurepage]

WxS Hatsune Miku!!

Sculptor: N/A

Paintwork: N/A

~21cm tall

Manufacturer:  SEGA

Material: PVC, ABS

Release Date:  April 2022

Original Price: ~27$ (estimate)

A far too long post about this Hatsune Miku figure lol (under the cut)

I got this figure off Amazon from a second hand seller. I bought her with a gift card I got over the holidays so very technically I got her for free! :D Honestly, because of the price I wasn’t expecting much from the figure beyond “cool Hatsune Miku,” and the expectation that her pigtails might fall out (mentioned a lot in the reviews). 

I only recently got into Vocaloid beyond the classic songs you’d hear all over the place on youtube in 2012, mostly because of Project Sekai, but also because I live with my brother, who has been obsessed with Vocaloid since he was 10, so they encouraged me to get fully invested. 

In general though a lot of Miku figures are super cute, so I’ve always thought about buying one but couldn’t justify it. Until now that is!

The figure’s really cute overall! I love the pose and expression, they translated her design pretty well into figure (though the patterns on her skirt(?) under her dress aren’t there and are instead blocks of color, which is a small thing so it’s fine). The figure came in separate parts, which included her left arm, the bow on her dress, her tail, and her two pigtails.

As I said before, the reviews on the amazon page I got her from mentioned the pigtails would fall out. “Surely they mean when you move her,” I naively thought. But no the pigtails unfortunately are very prone to falling out, due to how shallow the supports are; there’s just not enough to hold them steadily in place, especially against gravity. Her bow also falls out A Lot, because of the same reason but a little more extreme. 

My solution to that isn’t exactly great, as if you are in the habit of keeping figures in mint condition while on display, this damages that quit a bit, however I found that using very small balls of sticky tack to secure the removable pieces helps to stabilize them for display (I used small pieces of a kneaded eraser because that’s what I have laying around lol).

Final Thoughts

I’m really happy with her! I think she’s super cute, and I’m glad she’s my first miku figure! Despite the problems with some pieces falling out lol. 

Do I recommend this figure?

Yes definitely! I think it’s super good for the price point and who doesn’t want a fun Miku figure?

Where to buy (02/01/2023):

The amazon page I bought from (35.99$)

Big Bad Toy Store(26.99$)

Crunchyroll store (26.99$)

Thanks for reading!

[downtherabbitholewithlucy]

Old School Photos of Limp Bizkit w/ random friends, family, fans, other artists, & other folks (PART 1)

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[jamminvroomvroom]

4 with lando :)))

flashing lights - kanye west (respect the art not the artist!)

LN4 x reader

tysm for the request xoxo!! finally continuing my requests (sorry it took ages whoops) flipped my list and went from the bottom for this bc otherwise we were gonna have some repeats lol

images below from pinterest - i claim no ownership 🙃

warnings: none! some swearing, some fluff, lando being a funny little camera shy pr machine - but fr minors pls just dni with my work okay tysm!!!

lando was frantically pacing your apartment when you walked in, eyes wild, as if he hadn’t slept, and hair an absolute disheveled state. his usually sun-kissed skin seemed to get even paler when he heard the door shut behind you, coming to a halt in your kitchen and staring at you as though he’d seen a ghost.

“lando?” you questioned, confused as to, a) why he was here so early, and b) why he looked like he was about to confess that he had killed your entire bloodline.

“baby, i’m so sorry.” your blood ran cold. what had he done? he closed the space between you, tentatively taking your hands.

“lando… what’s going on?” you tilted your head, starting to sweat in your oversized leather jacket. you’d just been out running errands, picking up bits for the dinner you were supposed to be sharing with the mclaren driver, much later in the day.

“i didn’t think anyone had seen us but then i had my assistant, the entire pr department and my mother phoning me, and then max called and said that him and pietra wanted to see if we were okay, before i could call anyone else back which confused the fuck outta me, so i finally checked twitter and there it was and i just got in the car and came here but god, i’m so sorry.” lando finally exhaled, looking like he was about to pass out, with creases so deep on his forehead that you thought they’d stay there permanently.

“okay, lando? sweetheart? yeah, okay i’m gonna need a bit more info.” you over enunciated each word, stressing that you were still in the absolute dark about whatever was on the verge of sending him into cardiac arrest.

“there’s photos. of us. kissing.” he finally said, quietly, and after a good ten seconds of staring at you in utter fear.

“fucking hell, i thought something terrible had happened. jesus christ, lando.” you exhaled, eyes wide. he stared at you like you’d grown a second head, stepping forward to mockingly rest his hand against your forehead as if he was checking your temperature.

“are you… are you… okay?” lando asked, eyebrow quirked. he was shocked at how calm you were.

you’d both agreed to keep your relationship private, and over the last five months, that had gone swimmingly well. but some low quality photos taken, as you waited for some friends outside a restaurant in the outskirts of london, had fucking launched the cat out of the bag.

“how bad are the pictures? are we naked or something?” you scoffed at him and now lando was truly confused.

“no, but- but i thought we were gonna keep this quiet.” he murmured.

“i know, baby, but okay, it’s out. is that really so bad? it was bound to happen eventually.” you reasoned, and lando finally saw your point.

“i just want to protect you, from all of the lights and the flashing cameras. love you too much to lose you to those vultures.” lando dipped his forehead against yours as he spoke, eyes locked on yours. you couldn’t help but smile at him, the loveliest man you could have wished for.

“oh, my sweet, sweet boy,” you crooned, pecking his lips. “you know i love to show off.” he laughed at that, a low rumbling in his chest.

you pulled away, stepping around him and walking further into your apartment, dropping all of your stuff down in your kitchen.

“anyways, i already saw the pictures. we look hot.” you ignored his incredulous ‘what?’, waving him off. “now, come here and help me make dinner.”

[aklaustaleteller]

Christmas Eve

It's their third date, and Y/n still hasn't gotten used to his angelic face. And it seems like, Klaus feels the same.

Warnings: Genuinely none! Just some tooth-rotting fluff :)

Word Count: 1.0k

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Hii! It's been a very, very long time since we've shared some quality time over a fic! And hey, this one isn't any good, so don't get your hopes up. I just really wanted to post a little something for Christmas, since I've been so terrible with posting lately. Hope this bad treat makes up anyways. <3

The fireplace was crackling, slight flickers of the fire reaching up towards the great sky. Y/n was sitting on the carpeted floor a couple small steps away, eyes squinted as she tried to read as best as she could in the dim lighting.

As she took a deep breath, the smell of her scented candle made her savour the moment for a second. With her eyes closed, she smelt the pine trees. Then slowly, the smell of the first snow drifted in, along with that of the biscuits her mother had baked earlier in the morning. 

And then, she heard a woof. It was her pet dog, Milo, running around wildly in the deep snow, his face upwards and tongue hanging out as if he was trying to catch the flakes. “Milo!” She called out to him when her father called out to her to come back inside. 

Cold was all she felt when Milo jumped on her, licking her face eagerly as she chortled at the same time while trying to tackle the little gremlin away from her.

Click! She heard, and looked over just in time to catch her father checking out the photo he had just captured.

When she opened her eyes now, there was a sheen layer of tears pooling on the bottom lash line. She sniffled, and let the tears slip with a smile on her face. 

This was the first ever Christmas that she was spending without her family. Even when she’d been abroad for university, she’d been on facetime with them for more than half of the day. 

But her parents were snowstormed-in back in Antarctica, stuck in the home without any electricity. Y/n wasn’t too worried since it was nothing new – just a little too early on the door this season. 

Although it was when her eyes drifted towards the clock that Y/n panicked. Scrambling, she got off the floor and ran to her room to change into the outfit she had picked out earlier in the noon. 

Klaus was going to come anytime now, and she’d hate to open the door only for him to see her still wrapped in her blanket. 

She slipped on a summer t-shirt, then a full sleeve tee over it. Then she put on a turtle neck, and over it she put on a sweater. Underneath, she wore a pair of blue jeans. 

And she had just opened the bathroom door when the doorbell rang. Cursing, she raced out of her room, took two deep breaths before opening the door. 

The smile on her face dropped, and everything went still. Only the soft curls on his head were dancing in the wind outside, everything else was completely frozen. Even his smile, and his dimples.

Jerking, she opened the door wider while looking at the floor in embarrassment. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered, turning back around only to forget everything once again as he stood two steps away from her, his hands in his coat-pockets.

This was their third date, and still, she hadn’t grown used to his angelic face.

“You look very handsome,” she stated truly, looking him in the eyes. He doubled over, chuckling like suddenly shy.

“I’m not joking!” She exclaimed, moving around him to walk to her room. 

“Thank you,” he hardly said through his big smile.

She turned to check whether he was following her or not, and that was when she caught a bright colour spread across his cheeks – whether it was pink or red, she couldn’t quite decipher in the dim lighting. But what she could tell was that she wanted to see it again, and again, and again; and memorise that shade as her favourite.  

Klaus cleared his throat. “You look… not prepared, but flawless nonetheless,” he shrugged. 

“Oh, thank you,” she smiled sweetly, urging him to sit on her bed as she opened the bathroom door. 

She left the door open as she stood right there at the entryway, in front of the mirror. 

"Happy Christmas Eve, by the way," she spoke as she applied her lip liner. “I’ll just take five more minutes,” she followed up quickly, meekly.

“Happy Christmas Eve, Y/n," she could just hear the smile in his voice but still she stole a glance at him to make sure -- and he truly was. "And take your time! I was just about to say that your smile is rather lovely.”

“And so you’ve told me, a hundred times, actually.” Y/n turned to look at him with a grin on her face, putting an earring in one ear.

“And again, thank you,” she whispered. Then, putting in the other earring, she looked at him while he studied her room. 

“You read …a lot, it seems,” he noticed out loud, eyes set on the pile of books stacked in the corner of her room. And on her desk, and bedside table. 

“Do you enjoy reading?” She asked him quite distantly, making him frown. 

When Klaus shifted his focus, he noticed her struggling with the clasp of her necklace. “Oh absolutely, but poetry more than novels,” he answered her, walking over in long strides. 

Her fingers immediately shied away from his cold ones when they brushed, and the silence made her breathing feel more erratic than it truly was – or so she hoped that she didn’t sound as embarrassing as she thought. 

When he was done, his hand brushed against the curve of her back. He walked backwards, still looking at her in the mirror as she tried to hide her furious blush by looking for her lipstick. 

She twisted her hair into a bun, clutched it and looked at her face closely in the mirror. Klaus was looking outside the window under which she had placed her desk when she came back outside wearing her long coat. 

Clearly, he noticed her reflection in the glass because he turned around with a smile on his face. 

She was wrapping a maroon scarf around her neck when he said quietly, “you finished up nice,” while nodding. 

Y/n took a quick bow, making him chuckle. 

“Let us leave, then,” she suggested, holding her purse in the crook of her elbow. 

As they walked outside, she heard him blow out the scented-candle and looked at him gratefully in return – to which, he simply nodded with a dimpled smile – just enough to make her feel like something was glowing inside her chest.

[the-lone-writer94]

The Damned and Doomed

Dean Winchester x Female Reader

*Contains spoilers from Supernatural season 10*

Summary: You are a hunter, sent by Sam to help capture Dean. The only problem is, Dean just so happens to be your type and you’re incredibly attracted to him. As a hunter this goes against every instinct, but will you fall for the demon?

Age rating: 18+ (Steamy make out scene, slight *knife play* and violence)

Trigger warnings: Knife play and violence

Word count: 2,383

Note: 1st gif (second row, right) credit goes to mvdeanw on Tumblr

2nd gif (last row, left) credit goes to DanceWithMeJensen on Tumblr

I punched in the number into the dialpad and pressed the cell phone against my ear, awaiting for the call to be picked up. Within seconds, the dialtone stopped.

“Hello.” The voice on the other end said.

“Sam,” I said, and uttered my name. “listen, a buddy of mine said to call you if any of us see your brother, well, I’ve got a location on your brother and that asshole Crowley. They’re hold up in some shithole bar with a karaoke machine in Beulah, North Dakota.”

“You sure it’s them?” Sam asked.

“It matches the photo I saw.” I explained, and then added, “but, I’m sending you a photo just incase, along with the address.” I fiddled with my phone, and forwarded a shot I had taken of them just a few hours ago.

Sam exhaled.

The silence lingered, and I cleared my throat. “Are you still there?”

“Yes, sorry. That’s them alright,” he said between gritted teeth. “I won’t be able to get out there that fast. Look, I know this might be a lot to ask, but would you be able to get Dean away from Crowley, and stall them or anything, just make sure he doesn’t run off.” Sam stuttered.

“I can try. But by the looks of it, it doesn’t seem as if they’re going anywhere. I followed them to the motel they’re staying, and there was a booking under an Eddie Van Halen which they paid for cash for the next two weeks.”

“That’s definitely the kind of alias Dean would use.” Sam explained. “Listen, there’s something you should know… about Dean.” He paused.

“Okay?” I questioned.

Sam exhaled. “Dean is a demon, it’s a long story- but something happened a while back, I don’t know how- but he turned.”

“That’s- woah.” I said, trying to process the information.

“I’m trusting you with this information- please don’t kill him.”

I exhaled. “Sam, I know not everything is as black and white. But, if he’s a demon-” I paused.

“There’s a cure.” He interjected.

“What?”

“I can’t quite get into it now. But promise me you won’t kill him.”

I closed my eyes, contemplating everything for a second before I opened them again. “I won’t.” I gave him my word.

“Thank you. And, you’re able to stall them? I know my brother, and if he finds out you’re another hunter - it’s not going to end well.”

“Don’t you worry about that, I know how to distract men like him. He won’t even see it coming.” I insisted.  

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As I pushed open the doors and entered the bar, I was immediately hit with the whiff of vinegary aroma of the beer that covered every inch of the place. A muffled sound of chatter filled the room, but was drowned out by the terrible singing that was being blared from the low quality speakers and microphone. Occassionaly, there would be a high pitched sound from the microphone feedback, causing people to flinch.

In the distance, I recognized the man up on the stage. Dean stumbled in his stance, he wore a gray shirt with a black T-shirt underneath, paired with blue jeans and black boots. In one hand he held his half filled beer and with the other the microphone was placed below his lips. As he attempted to sing the song I’m Too Sexy, with half of the lyrics either incorrect or slurred.

People booed at him, but he didn’t seem to care as he continued on.

I watched as Dean was lost in his own little world, singing and dancing to the lyrics. I adjusted my top, pulling it down as I stood straighter in my stance and walked towards him. During the time I had been following Dean, I had managed to be a ghost in the shadows. Blending in amongst the rest of the crowd, however, tonight. I needed to be seen.

I had chosen the tightest clothes I owned, consisting of a white tank top and blue jeans, paired with a black leather jacket and six inch heeled boots.

My gaze met with Dean’s, as I winked at him. I watched as the corner of his mouth turned into a smile. I spun on my heels, knowing full well that his eyes were glued to my body, as I made my way towards the bar, and took a seat on the bar stool.

It didn’t take long, before I heard the music stopping followed by Dean by my side.

“Hello there,” he smirked, as he leaned on the counter.

“Hi there, handsome.” I flirted.

“What’s your name, darling?” He asked.

“Buy me a drink first, and I’ll tell you.” I teased.

Dean gestured at the bartender. “A Jack and Coke.” I said.

“And another beer… actually keep ‘em coming.” Dean said, then added, “and put them on Crowley’s tab.”

Unsure of how much time had passed, however based on the amount of empty beer glasses that had compiled on the counter, I only assumed it had been a while.

 I couldn’t deny that Dean was incredibly attractive, and he was certainly the type of man I would usually go for. Knowing what he was, I knew I had to be careful and shouldn’t fall for him. But, it was certainly a challenge.

I finished the rest of my drink, and turned my attention to Dean, edging forward and closing the gap between us. Gently, I rested my hand on his thigh as it glided up his leg.

“What do you say we get out of here?” I purred.

Dean smirked. “Lead the way sweetheart.”

I removed myself from the barstool and made my way out of the bar towards the motel just nearby. I knew Dean’s eyes were on me, as I continued to lead the way.

Just then, I paused by the door to my room. I turned to face Dean, he towered over me and closed the gap between us. He lowered his head as he pressed his lips onto mine. Despite knowing that I should pull away, I couldn’t help but let the desire posess over me.

My lips parted, and Dean slipped his tongue inside my mouth. My arms wrapped around his neck as I pulled him closer towards me. He must have felt the urgency behind my kiss, as he pressed his body into mine, slamming my back into the door.

Suddenly, we paused and I tried to catch my breath, feeling slightly light-headed. I shook my head, and tried to recollect what had just happened.

My hand reached into the pocket of my jeans as I pulled out the key and unlocked the door towards my motel room.

We crossed the threshold, and Dean closed the door behind him.

There wasn’t much to the boxy little motel room, and having lived my life on the road, the endless motels began to merge in my mind. All I needed were four walls, a bed and a decent shower.

I spun to face Dean, and he immediately stepped towards me. His hands were all over me, and his mouth found mine again. He hoisted me up and my legs wrapped around his body.

My fingers found it’s way knotted in his hair as I tugged onto the ends, he groaned into me, which caused him to deepen the kiss.

Then, Dean carried me over to the bed as he threw me down before climbing on top of me. My hands caressed his broad shoulders, and then his muscular chest, as we continued to make out. His wet tongue deep inside of my mouth.

Dean’s touch stroked the side of my body as he reached up and grabbed my neck, choking me gently. I moaned, as I pulled him closer to me. He lowered his lips onto my neck, just as he did so I felt his stubble tickle my skin.

He left a trail of kisses along my neck. I moaned as my fingers became entwined once again in his hair. He pulled away and our gazes locked.

Then, I rolled us over, as Dean allowed me to so that I was on top of him. It seemed to excite Dean, as he grabbed a fistful of my hair and tugged at it.

My fingers danced across his chest. “Do you want to play?” I teased.

“Always, sweetheart.” He responded.

I reached over towards my duffel bag just by the bed, as I tried to slyly retrieve the handcuffs. However, I could not feel them.

Dean shifted in his position, reaching towards his back pocket. All of a sudden, I recognized the familiar object dangling from his fingertips.

I flinched.

The shiny silver handcuffs, etched with the sigil of the Devil’s Trap hung from Dean’s fingers.

“I guess this is what you’re looking for?” He challenged. “I saw them poking out of your bag just now, so swiped them when you weren’t looking.”

Immediately, I lunged towards Dean, but he was as fast as lighting. He rolled me over and pinned me down. Within seconds, he had managed to cuff me to the bottom of the headboard of the bed.

Angrily, I tugged at my now bound hands, with Dean towering over me. His eyes flashed to the jet black, no longer were the crystal green eyes.

He drew out a knife from the inside of his jacket and placed it under my neck.

My jaw clenched, and my breathing quickened as I tried to stay as still as I could.

“Uh huh,” He warned, and added, “so you know what I am. And, I’m guessing Sammy sent you?”

I swalloed the lump in my throat. “Can I at least sit up, at this angle the cuffs are digging into my skin.”

Dean held his gaze with mine, as his eyes narrowed. As if he were pondering if I was lying. However, he removed the knife away from my neck.

“Your brother cares about you Dean.” I said, as I managed to sit up, and adjusted my hands lower behind my back trying to conceal them away from Dean’s vision. I would always have a bobby pin slipped onto the edge of my sleeve. My only shot was to stall him, as I tried to pick at the lock of the cuffs.

“It’s a shame, because I reallly think you and I had something going.” He said.

I scoffed. “Yeah, a Demon and hunter- I’m sure that’ll end well.”

“I know you want me, I can see it in your eyes.” He teased.

“It was all part of the plan.” I shot back. Not quite sure that I even believed myself.

Dean shifted in his position, his eyes locked with mine. “Are you so sure about that?” He edged forward, as he raised the knife and placed it on my bare chest. I felt the ice coldness of the blade caress my skin.

I felt my heartbeat pound against my chest and my breathing quickened.

“The way you kissed me just now, your hands all over my body,” he whispered, as he moved the blade down to my tits, using it to rub against my hardened nipples. I bit down on my lower lip. He stared down, and then back up at me again, then smirked. His hand grabbed around my neck, “ever since I became a Demon. I can fuck you harder and faster.” He growled, his hot breath on my skin.

“That’s what all men say.”

“Honey, there ain’t no other men like me.” He smirked.

His hand moved down, along with the knife as he draped the flat surface of the blade down on my body and then on my inner thigh.

“Well, I have a rule… and that’s I don’t really like to mix business with pleasure.” I said.

Dean removed his grip from my neck, along with the knife from my thigh. “It’s a shame that now I have to kill you.”

“Yeah, well I’ll like to see you try.” I challenged.

Immediately, my fist swung and connected with his face. Dean was taken aback and stumbled backwards.

“All you men are so easily distracted.” I teased, as I held the handcuffs in my hand.

I lunged towards Dean, but he side stepped. Hurriedly, I parried and he blocked the impact. Knowing that Dean had a height advantage over me, I slammed my heel into his shin.

The blow caused him to stumble, as he knelt down on the ground. I quickly reached for the flask containing Holy Water from my duffel bag, as I tore away the cap and chucked the water at Dean.

Smoke emerged from his face, as he groaned in pain. Now slightly weakened, I pushed him down onto the bed, and quickly placed the handcuffs on him, bounding him to the headboard.

I placed a knife under his neck, as he stared at me in anger.

“I sort of prefer it when I’m on top” I provoked.

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Once Sam had shoved Dean into the backseat of the Impala, he slammed the door shut and approached me.

I watched from the distance, as Dean’s eyes were glued to me. But the more I studied Dean, I soon realized that it wasn’t anger in his eyes, but melancholy.

Sam wore a dark green coat with a blue plaid shirt underneath, paired with jeans and boots. His right arm was in a sling, I had thought about asking him what had happened, but swallowed the question.

“Thank you again.” Sam said.

“Don’t worry about it.” I said nonchalantly and waved my hand. I cleared my throat. “So… there’s a cure?”

Sam sighed. “Yeah, listen- I know this whole thing sounds skeptical-” He trailed off.

“I think he’s still in there somewhere.” I said, as I watched Sam’s eyes widened. “Earlier, he could have killed me the second I knew about him, but he didn’t. I could sense his hesitation.”

Sam exhaled, as his expression shifted in a moment of relief. “We should get going, thank you once again.”

“Hey, Sam- let me know what happens. Please.”

Sam nodded. “Of course.” He answered, as he turned away and got into the Impala.

I watched as the Impala roared to life, moving into the distance further and further away, until I was standing there alone.

[yinwaryuri]

I cannot begin to summarize how Monster Next Door finally portrayed a flawed parent getting a good ending in a way that satisfied me. I have such beef with Thai BLs constantly giving our mains difficult parents, terrible asshole parents even, and then just justifying the way they treated their child like shit as being parental love and their kid accepts an apology (not you Bed Friend, the holy grail of giving shitty parents their due).

The tension between Diew and his mother, Kade, is obvious, and I was really afraid that the issue would be brushed off as casually as all the rest, due to my past viewing experiences. For a good portion of the show, she seemed overly concerned and harsh toward Diew and it really bothered me.

It was this visual that made things really click for me:

(also I'm sorry for the quality of photos of the show, Gaga now seems to turn the screen black when I try to take a screenshot on my laptop, so I took them with my phone)

Loss of a loved one is hard to talk about with strangers, but it's often more difficult to discuss it with other loved ones who knew them. Diew's father meant everything to him in his childhood because their personalities and dispositions made it easier to enjoy spending time together. I cannot speak as a parent, but I can only imagine the loneliness generated by the loss of a partner (losing a main emotional support you now desperately need) and then watching your child deal with grief by withdrawing from you (a child you have, up until now, not established a relationship as close as your late partner had).

God had the fortune of meeting Diew in the present, and that allowed him to get to know him without any preconceived notions of who he was to influence that development. Kade didn't have that luxury; being a parent means seeing your child through every stage of life and adapting to the changes that come with them. I can only imagine how much harder that had to be when she became a single mother and the clash of personalities made it significantly harder to connect. At some point, she clearly clung to a version of Diew that at least made her feel relevant by presenting her love as wanting to remove all possible worries.

Grieving separately being the main wedge between them runs with some of the themes of the show, I believe. We've watched God and Diew grow together and sort out their differences because ultimately they wanted the same thing - to show they are interested and care for each other - but their challenges presented mostly in how they went about it. Diew and his mother also care about each other. The strain is part of that love and how it has also been weighed down by years of misunderstanding and uncertainty.

Kade recognizing her failure to meet Diew in the middle and letting him know how she felt about it was HUGE to me. So many people will refuse to recognize the failure, and if they do recognize it they do not want to admit it for what it is, much less voice how they feel about it. Also disappointment in one's self as a mother, I believe, is incredibly relatable. It doesn't absolve all wrongs, but it's an incredibly important factor in being willing to do better.

She isn't blaming him here. She isn't using his feelings against him. She apologized without trying to erase what happened. She is simply letting him know that all she wanted was to be closer.

And then Diew seizes the moment. He's grown up and become someone less recognizable to the person she already didn't know very well. That doesn't mean they can't work things out.

Of course this is the solution. This is the green flag communication boyfriends show. But moreover, it's about realizing that life and people come with differences and changes and that doesn't mean that things have to go wrong or end badly. Often the fears that get built up in our heads - the monsters we first perceive them as - are not as scary as they seem, if they are at all. If growth is going to happen, we have to face them.

Excuse me while I sob in the corner, but this response makes Diew such an exceptional character to me. It demonstrates how he has changed from the beginning of the narrative but also remained true to himself. He has always needed someone patient and kind enough to listen to him as attentively as God does. Being heard for what he needs has done him wonders. His struggle to reveal the things that deeply hurt him and seeing how not sharing them can hurt the people he loves in return was an important lesson. Now that his mom has finally shared her pain, the pain that started years ago by no fault of either of them, he can extend that love toward her in a way he knows will reach her.

Diew and his mother are equal in how they can move forward. The relationship isn't treated like a hole in the wall to putty over, but truly something that can be built upon a newer and stronger foundation. I greatly enjoyed the finale as a whole, but this aspect of it tugged at my heart strings personally. I adore this show. Forever and ever.

[cryptomiracle]

more creepypasta headcanons

(+ marble hornets)

WARNINGS:

Ooc? Idk

I started this at 2 am and you can tell

Cursing

I write on my phone so the format may be a little weird

Any brands, games, or characters mentioned in this do NOT belong to me, nor am I sponsored by them in any way.

This is very unserious, I've noticed that a lot of my other hcs usually take a "dark" turn and so I decided to make some that didn't.

You could even say they're a bit... silly.

You should totally check out my masterlist for more hcs (it's pinned)

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Characters: masky, hoodie, ticci toby, jeff the killer, and BEN DROWNED.

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Jeff:

he's extremely hard headed, he WILL argue/fight with someone over the dumbest things and he'll never stop arguing, even if he knows the other person is right.

He has an "emo accent"

He likes to start drama between people, and then leave the crime scene.

He is so ashy you could strike a match off of his elbow

He's been wearing the same beat up converse since 2012, them things are being held together by duct tape and a prayer.

His favorite animal is a raccoon, he says they're sneaky and nocturnal like him.

He refuses to get a new phone, he won't even steal one.

He curses all the time just cause he can, sometimes he'll even jumble random curse words together.

BEN:

He listens to vocaloid and he doesn't play about miku

He runs one of those "rage bait" accounts that are painfully obviously bait

Still quotes old memes and refuses to let them die

Example: yeet, t-posing, and "sanic the hedgehog"

He scams old people on Facebook and e-daters, he doesn't feel bad about it either.

He uses the money he gets from scamming to buy v-bucks and overwatch coins

He once doxxed someone for dissing miku

slender had to take away his mic privileges because he was keeping everyone up at night by yelling bloody murder at people on fortnite/overwatch

once showed up at someones house because they emoted on him after killing him in game

Toby:

He vapes, and thinks he's so cool cause he can do "vape tricks" and he makes people watch him while he does them

Someone once gave him apple cider, told him it was alcohol, and he pretended to be drunk.

His phone gallery is filled with random photos, like there'll be a low quality picture of a tree and then right beside it a picture of a ceiling. Just random stuff

Mint chocolate chip ice cream enjoyer

He's really flexible, although he has bad posture he can do back bends, the splits, etc

more on his terrible posture; when he sits he literally looks like this: ) )

When he first started working for slenderman, he REFUSED to live in the manor and lived outside. While he lived outside he became friends with a lot of the wildlife, slender eventually made him move into the manor because there was a rumor that toby was going to make a "possum army" and try to overthrow slender

He will fight anyone and anything he really doesn't care about his, or their well-being.

Had a "weeb" phase when he was in middle school and he still has nightmares about "naruto running" away from his bullies.

Hoodie:

He can make a killer sandwich (lol) he's not the best at cooking other things, but if you get him to make you a sandwich, he'll bless your taste buds.

He loves karaoke, he can't sing for shit but he still does it anyway

He acts like a millennial (I'm sorry) not to the point where it's completely unbearable, but he will send people "relatable memes" every now and then

He enjoys online arguments, he'll never participate but he will scroll through different threads of people arguing for hours on end

He likes for people to say stuff like "GO WHITE BOY GO" to him

He blushes when he lies, he's a scarily good liar but if you ever want to catch him in a lie, point out the fact that his cheeks are red.

Whenever he has a drink with a straw, he holds the straw in-between his tooth gap.

he sends streaks.

Masky:

He has a NASTYYY side eye, and sometimes he'll scrunch up his nose while side eyeing someone just to make it sting even more

Contemplated getting a mullet once, he never went through with it though.

He coughs like someone's grandfather who smoked three packs of cigarettes a day for 40 years

If someone says a word that reminds him lf a song he likes, it'll automatically get stuck in his head and he'll hum it all day after that.

he isn't weak when it comes to stinky smells, but if it's stinky enough to make him gag he's extremely overdramatic.

he learned how to sew because of how much he ripped his jeans, shirts, etc.

Sleeps so hard sometimes people think he's dead, he'll just be laying there looking casket ready but everyone is too scared to check on him cause he gets super grumpy when woken up.

he always keeps a little money hidden somewhere, even if it's just a 5 dollar bill.

he's superstitious, if he sees you attempt to walk under a ladder he will physically drag you back and make you walk around it.

he has a pair of brass knuckles which he only saves for "special occasions" they're his favorite things ever, he even named them.

he only uses his phone to call, text, or search something up, and that's it.

he doesn't even have YouTube installed.

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I will be reading over this to check for any errors, ty for reading - M

[stormyoceans]

random thoughts and recollections about the jimmysea and pondphuwin fanmeet in rome!!!!!!!!

WARNING. this is just a ridiculous amount of obnoxious ramblings by yours truly with basically no pictures whatsoever because 1) im terrible at taking them, 2) my phone is old and has terrible quality, 3) even when @petrichoraline so kindly offered me her spare phone to take some decent photos and videos i almost yeeted it across the room in the midst of things, so. yeah, just be aware these are a lot of boring words ;;;;;;;;

ANYWAY. let's get into it!!!!!!!

JIMMYSEA PHOTO SESSION

putting the jimmysea photo session LITERALLY FIRST THING FIRST sure was a choice and not a good one for my heart which clearly shows in my picture with them because i look like a deer caught in headlights (im not subjecting y'all to my face but trust me on this i was SHAKING)

with the way the queue and the room were set up i feel like it was so much easier to look at and make eye contact with sea rather than jimmy, so at the end i whipped around to thank jimmy too and i think i automatically tried to wai to both of them, which i hope wasn't inappropriate ;;;;;;;;;; in my defense everything that was going on in my head in that moment was FUCK FUCK FUCK THEY'RE ACTUALLY REAL AND SO HANDSOME FUCK

also i had no pose in mind and i ended up panicking ;;;;;;;;

(more ramblings under the cut)

PONDPHUWIN Q&A PANEL

i bought the cheapest pass for them at the last second so i was sitting very far in the back during their panel and yet i could still see pond's jawline from all the way over there like i swear that shit is so sharp it could cut glass

i keep forgetting just how young phuwin actually is because he both looks and sounds so mature and confident and suave it's honestly insane

although one of the games was like. one of them had to be blindfolded and try to guess which pose the other was making just by touching them, and at the very beginning when pond put the blindfold on phuwin kept running away from him which was both so funny and cute

also the host kept putting up numbers with his hand and asking 'how many are these' to a blindfolded pond and one of those times pond answered by going 🤟 and i was like POND GOD DAMMIT

btw phuwin invited everyone to the GMM building so jot that down. if anyone gets there and securities asks you something y'all can blame him now (jk)

phuwin's favorite scene in we are is the art room scene with a sleeping phum in episode 11, while pond's is the pool scene always in episode 11. THE TASTE THE VISION THE FLAVOR TRULY MEN AFTER MY OWN HEART

JIMMYSEA Q&A PANEL

i was sitting in the second row for the jimmysea panel so i could catch so many small moments i absolutely loved such as:

they had to press a buzzer for questions and they always did that together, with jimmy's hand being on top of sea's like 5 times out of 6

jimmy poured some water for both himself and sea and he made sure that sea drank some

there was a game with balloons where the two sides of the audience were supposed to get the balloons to the back and then bring them back to the boys, and we failed spectacularly on jimmy's side (HE FELT SO BETRAYED IM SO SORRY BBY), so when the balloon got to sea very quickly he pushed it back towards the audience to buy jimmy's some time

both p'tha and p'aof were actually sitting next to the audience on my side of the room watching jimmysea panel and in my head i was like EXCUSE ME SIRS CAN WE TALK [slides monopoly money towards p'tha for a new jimmysea series] [has WORDS with p'aof]

so the way questions worked was like. they had to press a buzzer and after that a spinning wheel with different colors would come up on screen and on whichever color it stopped on they had to pick a piece of paper of that same color with a random question written on it. during one of the spins, the wheel landed on yellow and jimmy picked one of the papers, but i think because of the lighting it actually looked green from the audience's pov, so everyone was screaming 'that's green'. however jimmy insisted that it was yellow, and that what we were saying was yellow was actually orange (the host was agreeing with jimmy but sea was agreeing with us so im still a bit confused on the matter sfjksgfj). then the host said 'we're still gonna do this one' (as in the yellow/green one that jimmy had already picked) but jimmy went 'two questions' and picked one of the yellow/orange ones too, so the host just turned towards the organizers like well since he's the one who said so. JIMMY JITARAPHOL TRULY A MAN OF THE PEOPLE (but also please stop giving nomnoms reasons to have beef with the color orange sfjkshfksg)

actual thing that happened:

host: describe each other in 3 words

jimmy: very cute creature. he's my cat

sea: my good boy

me: WHAT THE FUCK AM I EVEN WITNESSING RN

jimmy said he would like to play a detective in a future series and i almost vibrated out of my seat like YES PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD YES THAT'S A MAN AFTER MY OWN HEART HE KNOWS WHAT'S UP P'THA ARE YOU HEARING THAT PLEASE MAKE IT HAPPEN I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS I COULD GIVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sea said he wants to play a dentist but he actually meant dermatologist, he just messed up the word, and jimmy said that if we want him to be a dentist as well we should give him six more years sfjksjksf

at one point sea said 'mamma mia' and i burst out laughing so hard that's when i almost flung @petrichoraline's phone across the room (and that's when i also decided it was just better for everyone involved if i didn't try to take pictures or record stuff ;;;;;;;;;)

they also had to act out some words and when the host said 'sleep' sea was like 'i thought he (jimmy) would point at me' SON WHY ARE YOU CALLING YOUR OWN ASS OUT ✋😭 (and of course jimmy took the chance to point out that sea did in fact sleep right before the panel)

when the host said the word 'love' sea pointed at jimmy and jimmy pointed at the audience and then they were both quick at mimicking each other (so jimmy also pointed at sea, and sea also pointed at the audience)

SEA IS SUCH A GOOD SINGER AND JIMMY GOT SO MUCH BETTER TOO I WILL GENUINELY ACCEPT NO SLANDER TOWARDS THEM WHEN IT COMES TO SINGING AFTER THIS FANMEET

it was established that the most important words in italian are 1) mamma (mom), 2) pasta, 3) pizza, 4) ti amo (i love you). hard to disagree with that tbh

i think after this fanmeet i've really got to give it to jimmy and admit he actually might be an extrovert because he was just soooooooo ridiculously charming and witty and quick on his feet when it came to find funny answers and deal with some sound issue during his song like i really do think he shines when he's around people

i think you can tell sea is definitely more reserved compared to jimmy but what he doesn't have in expansiveness he makes it up with being so incredibly endearing like he really is just SO. DAMN. CUTE. (even if he tried to give me a heart attack by having his arms out for the fanmeet PUT THOSE GUNS AWAY SIR)

AUTOGRAPH SESSION

had a chance to get a closer look to pond and phuwin when they all walked inside the room and im trying to say this in a way that doesn't make me sound like an insane creep but like. the sheer amount of FACE pond has. i've seen him with my own two eyes and i still can't believe that's a real human being just going around his life. WITH THAT FACE. kinda understand now why greeks decided that the human form was the most important subject for artistic endeavour because jesus. that man really is sculpted by the gods

all that being said, i think the one whose pictures don't give him justice is sea. he is just so ridiculously handsome in real life and has the most beautiful smile i've ever seen i kinda. lost it a little about it ;;;;;;;

i think it's one of the reasons i suddenly got even more nervous and ended up messing up so badly ;;;;; i had this entire speech in my head about vice versa but i was so worried about holding up the line and the fact that everyone had even small gifts for them while i was empty handed and they were just. SO MUCH. so i just said 'hiiloveyouthankyou' to both of them and rushed away ;;;;;;;;; and i regret it so much because i think sea was trying to say something but after that he just went 'oh. love you too. bye' IM SO SFJKSHFKSGFJGSJDFJDK STUPID

FINAL CONSIDERATIONS

pondphuwin and jimmysea give off such different vibes and energies imho, at least during panels, like idk how to explain it but they truly feel like the cool kids and their silly goose uncles (and im saying this in the most loving way)

so. i guess this is the moment where i get a bit emotional about jimmysea. like i know im very biased but at the same time im also very aware that what we get to see of them is always somewhat performative, and yet. if before there was a part of me that was like 'this is gonna be a reality check and a reminder that i don't do parasocial relationships', that got pretty much crushed after this fanmeet. jimmysea genuinely look like the loveliest darlingest sweetest softest most precious boys who always make sure to thank everyone for getting where they are now. like my heart is so full of love for them i honestly don't know what else to say rn

if i have to find one negative thing (aside my blundering of the autograph session so badly) is the vice versa erasure. like both jimmy and sea had a solo song and that would have been the perfect opportunity for 'have i found' or 'by my side' but of course that didn't happen. one of the questions was 'what was your favorite scene to film' and they just assumed it was about last twilight. this is not me blaming them btw, because even when the fanmade video for them was played it only had last twilight scenes and moments so like. it's obvious they would think everyone just cares about last twilight. which is why i regret the autograph session so much and im sad im not the type of person who can just shout 'what about a vice versa scene!!!!!!' from the audience 🥲

this is also why i ended up buying the italian version of the vice versa novel btw BECAUSE IM NOTHING IF NOT A WEAK ASS PETTY HOE

my biggest warmest thank you goes to @petrichoraline who was just so endlessly patient and supportive and sweet and nice through it all, idk what would i have done without her. i also don't really have the words to properly express myself but like. I LOVE HER SOSOSOSOOSOSOOOOO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!

a big thank you and sorry also goes to @puppy-phum who is just sooooo lovely. i feel bad because i wasn't there for her as much as i wished to but im grateful we went through the photo and autograph sessions together. I LOVE HER SOOOOOOOOO MUCH TOO!!!!!!!!!!!

[kunaikiarasomeone]

TADC sketch/doodle dump kdkskdjsk,,, too much brainrot

These were made throughout Oct2023 to May from this year :)) Order is from newest to oldest

Just thought I'd post these somewhere! they were very fun to make, also I'm very proud of the first one <3 they look so goofy help ldkskdjs Definitely don't have any favorite characters no sir-ree..

That black blorbo skeleton plush thing is my tadc sona, Kellie :> will post some refs of them one day, still indecisive about some things,,

(sorry for the low quality of the photos I'm terrible at taking them T'T)

[undeadgamer-artist]

So while yall are going to be waiting for the next pages, here's some fun art that i doodled of the SB cast, along with Foxy! (Also sorry for the terrible quality, i take photos of the pictures with my phone and just use them. I'll try and use a scanner in the near future)

[highdio]

hey i have a question. do you kmow what’s up with the ichiban kuji jojo’s assemble (2021) josuke figure? the one from this:

it looks really nice in the promo pictures, but the one i own, and every single one ive seen anyone else own, looks absolutely terrible. the face is sculpted completely differently to the promo pics and looks super ugly. i don’t think it could be a bootleg because i’ve literally never seen someone own one that looks like the promo photos. do u know what happened with this thing? it’s super disappointing since theyre on the pricier side but the worst quality of any jojo fig, and i don’t want to buy anything else from this collection if if could turn out the same

The quality issue's probably because it's a kuji figure. They tend to be made with simpler molds and lower quality control since they're meant to be sold as lottery prizes and crane machine items. The upside of this is it keeps the prices down vs. the retail prices on scale figures, but stuff can go awry with some releases looking terrible.

I adore this guy's site for comprehensive video reviews of Jojo figures where you can see how they actually look out of the box:

Here's his review of (most of) the Jojo's Assemble line:

(His Josuke's face looks like it's painted well but I can see how the sculpt could make it really weird since the nose is just oddly shaped).

I guess the best way to be safe is to wait until the kuji figure's been released and then look up a bunch of photos before you buy it, although sometimes that's less of an option with pre-orders. Sorry about your Josuke :(

[morgan-angel]

Day 24+25 of my art challenge. 🎐

#morgan challenge

Zoomed version of the eyes :

Twenty-fourth and twenty-fifth day of september (September theme's is finding my art style. I've got a lot of references for this theme, I want to be confident with an art style. So here am I !). 🌱

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Wip of the day. In fact, wip of two days. I did draw yesterday but lemme tell y'all, it was not successful at all. I was sick, very tired, and after like 2 hours of a complete mess... I just gave up. I'm sorry. I didn't post anything 'cuz it was not successful at all, and I want to post clean things at least, not the process. Btw, here is tomorrow's version (spoiler alert, it looks terrible) :

Nah, I'm embarrassed. I didn't use guidelines at all, it was not anatomically correct, only the hair and the colors were kinda good but eh. I still decided to continue on it 'cuz I liked it, even though it was ugly. Never give up!

Btw. Worked on digital painting, art-style study, colors, and drawing without line-art. I'm really proud of that one so far, mostly the beautiful eyes. Even the lips doesn't look that bad. Should I continue it in a illustration? It has some potential...

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Go see the pin post on my profile if you need some context :)

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Working on opening a lil shop on Kofi tho. I really want to do some commissions. If you want to just follow me, here is the link : https://ko-fi.com/eishi_h

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Also, if you want some better quality photo or just want to see more of my art, go on my insta : https://www.instagram.com/eishihashimoto1?igsh=N2MycDh6NnE4cDMw :)

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Almost the end of the first month. We did so much progress. Shall continue it !

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[downtherabbitholewithlucy]

Old School Photos of Limp Bizkit w/ random friends, family, fans, other artists & other folks (PART 2)

Find Part 1 (HERE)

[hallasimss]

— surprise 모두 기립 박수 (hala, hala) | ( 🎧 ) ( an introduction. click photos for better quality. )

it's patch day, everything has gone to sh*t for those who don't play vanilla (read: me, i refuse to update until my essential mods are back in working order) and somehow i figured this was well overdue since i've been mostly lurking in the community and spam liking (plus i uh. may be lacking in simblrs to follow). time to stop being creepy and make sure the rest of you know who i am sksksksk

* about me, or; an overview.

halla. non-binary, they/she/xe, they/them preferred. bi/pan. xviii. neurodivergent. afro-carribbean with south asian ancestry. islamic christian and religious pluralist. tired high school senior, video editor/translator volunteer and k-pop/indian cinema stan in their free time. (mostly) wcif friendly, stick to the inbox when inquiring. (if i see you in the comment section it's going to be very hard not to convince me to soft block you i'm sorry) currently tracking #hallasimss. follow from my main @theinfinitedivides.

* what to expect.

mostly cas and lookbook edits since i suck ass at sticking to legacy gameplay—will try to share shots here and there from my current playthrough, but do not be surprised if three months in there's another sim that is getting the main spotlight instead of the one before them. also trying my hand at converting a few illustrations into cas tattoos for personal use, so we'll see how it goes on the cc end

* where to find me.

i don't want to make it seem like i'm chronically online but i am chronically online in a way? if you can't catch me here or on my main you'll most likely find me on my pinterest or the deepest recesses of mydramalist if you're lucky and i'm back in my k-drama phase voluntarily (no, i'm not leaking my username. take a wild guess and tell me if you're right). discord invites are for mutuals only—otherwise, stalk me on spotify to get a glimpse into my mental health!!! you will however be asking yourself why i have a specific song on loop for six hours and i will not be able to answer that

* simblrs i recommend.

@softerhaze (sunblind is one of the only reasons i am able to make this post, ty) ∙ @cinamun ∙ @simelune ∙ @rhdweauni0 ∙ @tau1tvec ∙ @farfallasims ∙ @wildmelon ∙ @literalite ∙ @kadelyka ∙ @miilkymoonsims ∙ @kashisun ∙ @gunthermunch ∙ @bananasplit-sims ∙ @pralinesims (when i tell you that most of my mods folder is just their content i am not lying. absolute godsend) ∙ @puppycheesecake ∙ @glimersims

* fin.

and that's it, ig? i'm terrible at these sorts of things but hopefully all of this made some kind of sense—if you are an active simblr pls interact or say hi so i can follow you back, otherwise how tf am i supposed to find y'all if i'm now stuck in this community for the foreseeable future sfjsfdnkjsdnj (mobile navigation post coming soon-ish. if i can get more of my sh*t together. tbh that's highly unlikely but we're trying to be optimistic)

[ephemerastardust]

💍Happy ever after💍

Sometimes I think the worst moments are in nightmares - there is no rationality, the worst emotions take control.

Sometimes I think the happiest moment is waking up from a nightmare - nothing is the current reality, nothing is too late anymore. All bad endings can be changed.

Let alone Dean falls into the safest, warmest embrace :D

Dean gets his exclusive wing hug and they have the happy ending they deserve :D

I teared up drawing some scenes T^T

I am still feeling a little surreal that I finished it. I had the idea of drawing Cas comforting Dean after a nightmare for so long --- last year when I first started posting Destiel fanart I was in no way capable of laying out my ideas so I settled on just one piece of Cas kissing tearing Dean (and not a satisfying piece at all lol). Can't believe after one year I managed to do so many panels in less than one week… Not really single-piece quality but still :D This is insane lol

Perhaps I should redraw the old piece someday :D

Sorry for the sudden style change lol I wanted to draw recognizable scenes from the show but then the first half looks like a terrible photo collage after poor color altering lol this is not what I wanted T^T then in the second half they basically become very --- manga? simplified? unrealistic lol.

Anyway. The old saying is 心意到了。Happy anniversary Dean and Cas! And also to those who celebrate - have a good night and a wonderful Valentine's day <3

[jakeywake]

Just thought I would share some photos of my two favourite guys together. I absolutely love their relationship and everything they do. Sorry for the terrible quality of some of the pics🤍🤍