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#Stay safe and healthy this year!
boohbahcult · 9 months
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happy new year.
our lord, lord zingzingzingbah, has risen. but, our lord did not like the feeling of the new year and has since retreated. our lord, lord zingzingzingbah, is now reminiscing on the better years.
may 2024 bring you nothing but good things, including joy, love, luck, financial stability, and everything you wish for.
our lord, though has since gone back into hiding, appreciates all of you.
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baby-yongbok · 9 months
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I’m smiling while typing this because I’m so very happy right now. It’s ten minutes to midnight here and I am reflecting on what 2023 has brought me. Out of every little thing that I’ve gained this year I’d say that this community has to be the best thing that has come my way. I’m so very happy that our 8 maniacs and their music found its way into my life because I wouldn't be here without it. 
Above all I’m so grateful to each and every wonderful person that I’ve ever interacted with on this site as well as all of the people who like, reblog, comment, request content or even just glance at my work. I never thought that I would be able to achieve the things that I have when I started this blog in the early summer. I never thought that I would get to a point where I can practice my passion and confidently put my work onto the internet for others to read but here I am and it’s all thanks to the support that I've received from all of you so far. So I want thank each and every one of you a million times over for seeing me and being so kind and open and just endlessly spectacular. Especially those of you who reach out and never fail to make me feel loved and seen whenever you can (You know who you are and I love you, MUAH 💋).
There is a particular person that I’ve met on this site that holds a special place in my heart. My best friend, @hyunniesgirl ,has been a ray of sunshine in a dark place since I met her and I couldn’t be more grateful. She helps me with ideas, she reads just about every single thing I write before I even post it and she’s the sweetest person in the entire world and I can’t imagine going into the new year without her by my side, I love her to bits and pieces (I’ve told her this 1 billion times since I’ve met her.💕)
So to sum this all up before I start ugly crying, I want to thank all of you for just being here. Thank you for existing and I hope that you continue to support me through the new year! As always, my DM's are open and my requests are open if you just wanna say hi or anything. I love talking to you all and I hope to interact more in the coming year!
I Love You All! Let’s Rock 2024! Fighting 💝
Happy New Year!
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caelanglang · 2 years
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the days are getting warmer…
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osamusriceballs · 10 months
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The Accident - Part VI
Atsumu x fem Reader
Warnings: None
Words: ~ 1,1 k
About: The flashback ends- but what will you do next?
Part I II -> Next Part
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"You're not getting married."
Osamu's sharp remark did not have the intended effect. Both of you were still clinging to each other, acting all lovey-dovey.
"Samuu, you don't understand. She's my soulmate. I love her." Osamu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets while he kept watching how you two clung to each other and smiled like idiots, your hand on his cheek after he had said these words.
"You don't even know her. And stop touching her like that in public."
Atsumu's hands started wandering on your back, his fingertips teasing the bare skin on your back much to your delight - but to Osamu's horror.
"I don't mind - but who are you?" You turned towards him, and he paused for a second. You were beautiful, that much was certain. Shiny eyes, glossy lips, and a dress that looked like it had been made for you - but he quickly discarded every thought about your looks when he knew that he needed to stop this nonsense.
"I'm Osamu Miya. His brother."
"Oh." Your eyes widened as you took in his appearance, probably only then realizing how similar he looked to the man whose lap you were currently sitting on.
"Samu, we gotta go. The barkeeper told us that there's a priest next to this club."
"You're not getting married."
No matter how many times he repeated the sentence, it seemed like Atsumu was unable to understand.
xxxxxx
"And then you convinced me to get your car to drive us home. Wouldn't stop bickerin' about how it's expensive and designer and about how it costs more than Onigiri Miya will ever make. I'll definitely kick your ass for that."
A muscle under Osamu's eye twitches when he mentions the comment, and you have to hold back a snort at this. He's kind of cute when he's angry.
"And then?"
"You were gone. Found ya at the church, but it was too late. You idiots already signed the contract."
You slowly step back until your knees reach the bed, and you heavily sink down on it. It feels like he's telling you a story right out of a movie, not something that has happened just a few hours ago, the whole thing still too absurd and unreal.
"Can we redeem it?" You look at Osamu, like he's the only one that can save you now, and he somehow actually is. You still have hope that you can get out of this without negatively impacting the rest of your life.
"I've talked to our lawyer. It's a waterproof contract. Very surprising because the church was more than just a bit shady. You're both bound for a year until ya can file for divorce." His words feel like a death sentence, and you find yourself at a loss for words. You gulp at his words, blinking a few times to suppress your tears. You're an idiot—an idiot for getting in a situation like this.
It's silent.
You don't dare to look at either of them, your gaze only focused on the phone in your hands, and every passing second makes you feel even more uncomfortable, until you can't stand the silence anymore.
"I'll get going."
You stiffly get on your feet, your movements robotic and lifeless while you make an attempt to leave, but you're quick to get stopped by Atsumu before you can even make more than getting up. "Wait- I- I don't even have yer number!"
"Oh." You pause, standing there for a few moments while you watch Atsumu getting closer to you, until there is not much space left between the two of you when he stands right in front of you. "Hey- are you okay?" Concern laces his voice while he looks down at you, and you manage to nod with a forced smile. "Peachy."
Osamu snorts at your comment and shakes his head, a movement that you barely see in the corner of your eyes. He probably feels guilty for the whole situation too, the dark cicles under his eyes similar to Atsumu's, certainly because he tried to find a solution for this and did not sleep at all during the night. "People who say 'peachy' are anything but fine."
"Hey, look at me." Atsumu ignores his brother's comment and brings his hand to your cheek. You're startled but allow him to turn your face upwards until your eyes lock. "I'm not letting ya go when ya can't even walk properly. You'll eat something, then you'll take a nice hot shower and get in some clean clothes and then I'll bring ya home. That alright with you?" There is something about the way he softly states the words that sends a comforting wave of warmth through your body, and you find yourself nodding and trusting him.
"Hmm. Good girl. Now just eat the rest of the fries while Samu gets ya some clothes. Right, Samu?" Atsumu breaks the eye contact with you to look sharply at Osamu, who only sighs and nods. "I saw a souvenir shop at the lobby. Better than nothin'." You now look at Atsumu's side-profile, admiring his sharp jaw line, unable to do something else but wondering if there is even one bad angle on this perfect man, while Osamu leaves the room with another deep sigh.
"Shouldn't I have given him some money?" You take a deep breath and wipe your hands on your dress, noticing how clammy they got. Probably a side-effect of the nervousness.
Atsumu snorts and returns his gaze to you, an amused smile on his lips. "That serves him right. He always brags about how much he makes with his stupid restaurant." Atsumu looks so similar to Osamu when he rolls his eyes; it's almost comical. "Don't tell him I said that, but he really makes the best food ever. I'll take ya there and show you."
You hum approvingly, feeling somewhat a tingle run down your spine at the prospect of him taking you out for dinner but try to ignore it. "C'mon. Eat the rest of the fries. I saw how ya inhaled them. You can have mine too." He grins, something that makes him seem absolutely adorable, and you find yourself smiling back at him, a warm feeling running through your body.
"I'm not hungry anymore. I'll take a shower then?" You questioningly raise your brows, and he nods. "Yeah, of course. When Samu comes back, I'll put the clothes in front of the bathroom."
Thank you," you raise your hand as if to pat his shoulder, but you halt the movement just before reaching him. You shouldn't touch him. Technically, you don't even know him. His gaze flickers to your hand, and he appears to consider taking it. However, he quickly steps to the side, giving you some space to move to the bathroom.
Without looking back at him, you close the bathroom door, take a deep breath, and glance at the phone in your hand. You scroll until you find the picture of a bright-haired person—
and decide to finally make a call.
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happy second anniversary to mind games fnf
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has anyone been watching the cake? uh oh-
y'know. this is probably the mod I never would have expected to love as much as I do. I always considered myself an Entity girlie, but somehow Psychic (and senpai boyfriend to a lesser scale /j) managed to steal my heart. (i'm being very dramatic)
I started this blog this past June, but I've loved the mod for so much longer. I'm so glad to have found it; Mind Games is a brilliant concept with spectacular execution that deserves all the praise it gets. It's still so overlooked, but I'm really happy to see it getting more love! And I'm so grateful for all my followers and the people who like my art and writing for these silly lil guys.
thank you to everyone who's stuck around, congrats to riveren and their team for making such a banger mod, and I hope all of you have a blessed New Year! <3
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opens-up-4-nobody · 1 year
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From this article (published july 12, 2023)
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seekingthestars · 1 month
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waking up to news of jeonghan's enlistment and jun acting in china and neither of them joining album promotions/tour
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freebooter4ever · 8 months
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lying on the floor having an existential crisis as a puddle
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flaskoflethe · 27 days
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Well, got prescribed cypionate. No idea how much it'll cost, or if insurance will cover it but I kind of don't care? I went through the fucking wringer to get data to prove what I was on wasn't ideal for me. This isn't metaphorical; 2 hours after injection, my levels are ~300. A day after, 500. 2 days after (nominally ~2 hours after peak), 600! 3 days later, 250. Not sure what my actual trough value is yet, but given I get severe nausea below ~350? I'd have to be injecting daily, and that's just not safe for me.
So, fuck it! Cypionate's curves look much smoother, and depending on how I metabolize it I might actually be finally getting close to successfully fine tuning some aspect of my biology :3
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vwentibard · 9 months
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to all my followers, thank you for another year of support. i know half of you are bots and the other half are either inactive or insane - that's not important right now. what matters is that we made it through another year together. i love you all. mwah.
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asinglesock · 1 month
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just realized my fatal flaw and the great struggle of possibly the rest of my life. while watching a cdrama.
#a sock speaks#local construction#fundamentally I lack the confidence needed to be a writer or a teacher#on the one hand I can't brazen my way out of this by pretending to be confident. I need to actually have the knowledge and skills I claim.#on the other hand I can't just say I'll be confident once I have more knowledge and experience. I have a master's degree!#I want to get more school but more school on its own will not fix this#I've let opportunities pass by because I was depressed. I didn't see how I could be enough for them.#or I was too tired (because I was depressed)#but sometimes it's bc I'm not sure if trying would make things better or worse (that one's on the OCD more than depression)#it makes sense that I lack confidence because of inexperience. but I can only gain experience by going for it. doing things badly is good.#it makes sense that I'm scared to face criticism. I've faced my whole community against me.#I've been stuck at someone's house debating scripture for hours with a migraine and no food. I think that was mildly traumatic for me.#but in most cases I am physically safe and the physical fear is irrational. I can work on this with some gentle exposure therapy.#but I need to bring together the effort to organize my thoughts and the bravado to hold my ground in an argument#and I can only build up this confidence with practice. I need to write. I need to do public speaking.#I'd need a platform for speaking (I'd hate to do a podcast or vlog but it'd be good for me)#but I should write! why am I not writing more? I need to write. writing is the way forward#several years ago I was in such deep despair with life that in order to survive I told myself#that I just had to survive. I didn't have to achieve anything or prove myself in any way as long as I stayed alive#and I went to grad school in Georgia not because I saw a path to a career in biblical studies but because school made me want to be alive#(extremely bizarre case of grad school not being the problem. I know.)#I know I missed a lot of benefits I could've had if I'd been mentally healthy when I went. but it's okay because it kept me going#I can go back to school or not go back. do biblical studies or do something else. I don't have big expectations for myself#but as my mental health improves it occurs to me that I COULD do more if only I believed it was worth the effort#I don't need to fear failure when the alternative was not even attempting it#I need to write. I need to write. I need to write.#I'm thinking I might start a newsletter or blog or something. some Bible stuff and some church/social commentary. just kind of open ended.
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telekinetic-issue · 9 months
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hey, we did it, we survived 2023. I’m proud of us.
let’s all celebrate again this time next year, okay?
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dreamingofmarauders · 9 months
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Happy New Year!! <33
I hope 2024 treats everyone well! <3
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inkykeiji · 5 months
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ok but I need a playlist for touya nii so bad LMAO
i have one!!! it desperately needs to be updated but it’s right here if you’d like it!! c:
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pranksterhowl · 2 years
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“Happy Holidays! Wishing the very best for everyone. I hope everyone stays safe during the season.”
- Howl & friends
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silv3reyedstranger · 10 months
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re: your tags about having been sick so long, mayo clinic has done some research to show that zinc supplements may be beneficial to reducing the duration of colds in some people.
hi anon!
thank you for the suggestion—i’ll definitely give that a go next time i’m feeling under the weather. i’m just about finished with the lingering cough, so hopefully it goes away for good soon! it’s a pity i didn’t know about this sooner though…
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