#First time with VR

[unit-id-k725]

my first experience with VR

Bro.....I just had my first experience with VR in my life

It was.....surreal

My dad let me test the waters with a simple shooting range

But even that was a damn near out of body experience

I could see my hands, I could see the gun I was holding, it was a Beretta 92, although I'm not well knowledged enough to know the exact model.

But yet, despite all the glaring visual cues, I could feel everything wasn't right.

My hand was holding something that didn't resemble the grip of the Beretta.

The trigger I pulled was not in any way like the trigger of the Beretta. I felt no recoil whatsoever, and my aim and shot placement was everywhere

It just fried my brain, in an amazing and surreal way

It was so fun, but so confusing and overwhelming too

Before I knew it, I just couldn't process what was going on and I had to take the headset off

I'm still on the comedown from that

tI always dreamed of being able to even see a VR headset IRL, let alone use one. Now that I actually have, it was a stimulus fever dream in the best and worst ways possible

It was a distinct and obvious disconnect from what I saw with my eyes and what I felt with my hands, and I don't know how long it will take me to get used to that

[wimble-thimble]

yeah alr ig

[bone-enthusiast]

couldnt stop thinking abt this scene

[halflifebutawesome]

i knew this was gonna happen.

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im lost im lost

im lost im lost

without you

[killzzz69]

dont do drugs chat

leave them for me instead

tripping balls

crackhouse got busted

horror and dust doodles were by my friends if you cant tell by the blatant style change

extra doodles my friend made ( @demonixryuu ) :3

[xskyll]

Tododeku VR AU pages 1-30

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@benreyism is this what you meant

original img under the cut

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Dracula au, set somewhat early during VR-LA's stay. He doesn't get why Maxim is freaking out over such a little cut

A fire crackled in the hearth of the large living room, casting warm light over the thick drapes and old rugs that adorned it. Though the space was far better maintained than the rest of the castle, dust still gathered in the corners and the once rich colours seemed to have faded over many years. Still, it was a far cry was the dreariness of the dark halls or crumbling spires.

Veerle was nestled in an armchair by the fire, his legal papers temporarily discarded on a nearby table and a small stack of personal letters in his lap instead. It felt amusingly archaic to receive them, but there was little in the way of service this far from any major towns. Slicing each one open with the finely bladed letter opener he'd borrowed was most satisfying however. Perhaps he'd get himself one when he returned home, if for no other reason than personal amusement.

Somewhere behind the Count was sorting through the personal documents he had to get in order, though the only indication of his presence was the quiet rustle of paper. As always, his footsteps and breathing were eerily silent. He'd gotten used to it over time. Eventually he'd stopped jumping every time Maxim appeared from thin air or his voice sounded from a dim corner Veerle hadn't realised was occupied. Though he wasn't about to tell the Count, he'd stared making a game of trying to guess his whereabouts, quietly observing every room he entered and every patch of shadow, looking for the telltale shine of golden hair or flash of pale eyes.

Generally, he was unsuccessful, but it kept him amused at the very least.

Veerle was pulled from his thoughts by a sharp sting radiating from his thumb. With a hiss he dropped the letter opener, its silver tip flecked with red, and turned over his hand. It was only a small cut. A thin sliver over the pad of his thumb, his blood beading bright around it.

A second duller pain abruptly grip his wrist, like a manacle of ice. He recoiled in shock, head thudding against the back of his chair. Above him stood Maxim. He had neither seen nor heard him move, but there the Count was, before him in the literal blink of an eye. He bore no difference in expression but every muscle in his body seemed tense, quivering like a band about to snap. The grip on his hand tightened as a thin trail of red dripped into the hollow of his palm. Veerle couldn't help but wince at the bruising pain.

Maxim's eyes widened, and as swiftly as he'd came he staggered back, all but flicking Veerle's hand back at himself as if eager to be rid of it. He cleared his throat, though his stare remained fixed on his bloodied hand.

"Be careful, Veerle, it is not so safe to cut yourself here," he said, voice hoarse, and noticeably swallowing as Veerle brought the cut to his lips on reflex, licking away the blood. "I, uh..."

He dragged his gaze away, eyes wandering, and eventually falling to the discarded blade in his lap. Before Veerle could think of an apology or reply to his strange behaviour, Maxim startled him again by snatching the letter opener. He held it by the very end of the handle and out from his body, seemingly trying to put as much distance between him and the bloodied tip as possible.

"And this... Away with this," Maxim hissed, and with a harsh snap he...

He flung it right out through a nearby window.

After a few beats of silence, Veerle heard the distant ring of it hitting the cobbles bellow. All he could do was stare in utter bafflement as Maxim straightened, uselessly adjusting his unrumpled clothes and staring into space with gritted teeth and a fading glare. Without looking at Veerle he turned to give him a stiff nod, and then swept from the room. His stunned silence lasted long after the Count had left.

Eventually he snapped himself from his stupor and sat up straight. He looked from his sluggishly bleeding hand to the window, then to the door Maxim had left through, and repeated the motion once more. He winced when he noticed the reddened mark around his wrist. No doubt it would bruise. If it weren't for the circumstances he might have been mildly impressed by the sudden surge of strength the Count had exhibited to hold him so absolutely. Perhaps it had been adrenaline? He could have a fear of blood, which would explain the reaction. After a moment longer of staring at the slowly darkening mark on his wrist Veerle shrugged to himself.

Well, he could always ask later.

[hollypies]

Redrawing/remaking my HLVRAI flowercrown au!! Benrey and Gordon are up first!! (If anyone's curious you can go looking for my old flowercrown au stuff, just be noted its was made four years ago LOL and all the old info is completely irrelevant) click for better quality, tumblr killed it 💀

Up next, Tommy and Gman Coolatta!

In the old version of the plot for this au, it had a lot to do with it being a game and such. However over the years it's changed! No longer a game, instead the Rescas explosion seemed to have had a .. strange affect on Gordon, due to him being right next to it. At least, that's what they all believe at first.

[irraddiated]

do you think he ever got that playstation plus

[theboinkyspunge]

felt like editing even though ive never done it before

[nebulastarss]

I'm still so unironically upset about the minecraft movie

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touched up some daisy, daisy fanart i made at least a year ago but never got to post

[cat-napsss]

not enough people are aware of this screenshot.

now you are

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Izuku: Is this the second time I’ve hurt your hand? Gosh, Todoroki-kun, I’m so sorry. It’s like I’m some sort of…hand crusher, or something.

Shouto: What an absolutely silly concept.

Pg 1-30

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