#consious

[nats-uvi]

Angst time :D👍

You can read my rambling about her in the tags

[flango87]

idk about yall but im boycotting for LIFE. there r other coffee shops, there r other places for me to get food, and i certainly dont need the new iphone. and lets not stop at boycotting unethical brands. I like to think i was already a consious consumer, but im stepping it up. Im thinking LONG AND HARD about buying anything non essential. we ALL NEED TO STEP IT UP. you do not need that new throw pillow. new sweater. new mug. new candle. new lipstick. new whatever. STOP BUYING SO MUCH SHIT!! IT WILL NOT FILL THE VOID INSIDE YOU!! WE HAVE SO MUCH POWER IN WHO WE GIVE OUR MONEY TO!!

[daily-gabriel]

Day 41:I ran out of good ideas

[bigfatthock]

the writers for House Of Wax wrote mid movie with seeds of deep lore and that nearly 20 years later we've expanded novels worth of high quality fanfic driven by thirst for the dumb evil mechanic and or his edgy artist brother. I wonder if Brian Van Holt had any idea the impact he'd have on fans. Put his whole Van Hussy into his performance

[kreachvera]

HEAVY work in progress stuff for.. a dumb lil au…….

[rosaaeles]

I really want to hear some of your odesta hcs if you have any 🙈

omg of course! here are some :)

i feel like i mentioned this in the ficnick, but i headcannon that annie waits up for finnick in his house in the victor’s village on the days when he’s coming back from the capitol. sometimes she does things to keep herself occupied in the meantime like baking or reading or knitting, and sometimes finnick gets back so late that she falls asleep waiting. when this happens, he always carries her to bed, regardless of how tired he is. he’ll put whatever she’s baked on the cooling rack, or he’ll put a bookmark in her book to save the page, and then he’ll join her :’)

after her games, it takes annie years to feel comfortable with being in water again, but she misses the ocean often and finnick is always happy to go with her. they spend countless afternoons sitting on the shore shoulder to shoulder till she’s ready to go.

finnick likes to collect seashells for annie whenever they go. he knows annie likes them, but doesn’t feel comfortable enough with moving closer to the water which is where most of the shells wash up, so instead he brings them back to her. over time she builds quite a collection of seashells, seglass, and driftwood he’s brought back to her. sometimes she likes to braid the shells into her hair. 

annie wears finnick’s clothes often when he’s away at the capitol – especially his sweatshirts and jumpers – because she likes the feeling of being wrapped up in something warm and loose that reminds her of home. when finnick realises, he starts leaving her a few before every trip. by the time he gets back, they don’t smell like him anymore, and annie has to resort to tucking herself under whatever he’s wearing.

the first time finnick hears someone in four making fun of annie, they’re in the market in d4’s main port. he and annie are making their way past stalls leisurely when he hears it. it��s an unmistakably cruel remark, and it’s probably only said because people don’t seem to think annie can hear them when they make these comments. one glance at the girl tells finnick that she definitely has. she pretends not to hear, but finnick notices her posture droop ever so slightly. the boy fixes the perpetrators with a glare ready to put them in their place, but before he can say anything, annie tugs on his hand. “can we go, finn? i just want to go.” finnick wants to tell her that if anything, the people who made the remark should leave, but annie’s gaze is pleading. generally, people don’t make many comments about annie when he’s around too, but he imagines that it must be bad when he’s not.

finnick always does his best to stifle any sound he might make when he wakes up from nightmares, unwilling to wake annie up too. somehow, she always seems to notice anyway -- they’re both quite light sleepers so it doesn’t take much to wake her up. annie almost always seems to know what finnick needs, but she always asks before initiating any type of physical contact. usually, he’s okay with it; practically falling into her arms, but when he isn’t annie limits herself to linking her pinky with his and taking deep and slow breaths until his breathing matches her own.

[skitskatdacat63]

2023 Dutch Grand Prix - Fernando Alonso

[allsketchesnononsense]

SHE'S DONE

Didnt have a foam head or anything to put her on so

Water jug it is lmao

Took all day to put together but she's so worth it

No more secrets will be hidden from me :)

[rebka18]

random serirei sketch cause brain dead and sick

[vmlnrz]

hi!! itoshi rin with prompt no1! seems so interesting omg

you didn't even ask for much. rin still got annoyed. so so annoyed when you walked several steps behind him, asking him to play with you too. he was only 9 after all. and you were only 8, following him, convincing him to play soccer with you too. you'd do great. you've watched people play. you can kick. you promise. you sounded like a broken record. your persistent requests met with a frustrated sigh. as he halted. and he turned around, placing the football down and kicking it towards you till it reached your feet.

"kick it."

with little contemplation, you gave the football a kick back to him. regrettably, your effort fell short—the ball only reaching the midway point between you and him. his eyebrows furrowed in disappointment, a visibly growing frustration. as he strode towards the ball. he took a powerful swing, launching it with great force towards your legs, causing a sharp pang of pain. wincing, you stood still regardless.

as he taunted you, his words dripped with arrogance as he boasted about his own foot strength(along with how him and his brother are going to be the best strikers in the world)(you have no idea what he's talking about) and urged you to make another attempt. your kick was very close to connecting to his feet, but alas, it fell just short. rin let out a huff before snatching up the ball and proceeding to say very spiteful things to you. how you suck. your soccer skills suck. and the pink hair clip you wore was ugly.

after saying all that, he simply turns around and strolls away. but you've had enough. you've only been nice to him, and you won't take this. and as a payback, you ran and jumped on his back and bit him.

as both get older, he got into his girls are weak and you got into your yuck, boys phase. he was not as expressive and so weren't you. rude remarks were the only thing you two had to offer each other. that one time, he accidentally found your diary. and before he got to read any further, you snatched it back and hit his head with the book.

few more years later. you've been avoiding him, he didn't had it in him to talk to you. but you did notice his change in behavior. he appeared colder, meaner, distant.

maybe finally at age when both could sit in a room together with just silence and no insults. maybe even little talks at the rooftop. he's gonna graduate highschool, hopefully changed for better. he wonders if you know that he was the one who placed the pink hairclips on your desk on valentines day. he lets you carry the conversation. and you could note him trying his best to come up with a playful remark that matched your energy.

shut up, rin-chan

hm? you still bite people who dont agree with you?

only annoying people

how annoying do i have to be for you to bite me again?

eh?

eh?

as a change of topic, he apologizes. it confuses you and he apologizes again. and you laugh at that, reminding that it was years ago. when you both were 9 and 8. a little hum from him and the quiet companies the cold on the rooftop.

you both are uni students now. but then again, rin is still uncertain about what to do when he notices you sitting all by yourself at a few tables' distance at the cafe. he wished for an excuse to talk to you and that was granted when you dropped your book as you walked out.

as he was about to utter your name, he abruptly halted at the sight of it—the familiar book with crumpled, off-white pages. he found it amusing that you still held onto it, despite your carelessness for dropping it.

he pretends he doesn't know what the book is. he pretends not to read the cover which has a big red cross with some fierce "keep off" labels and stickers.

he wished to see his name on it, instead he found so many of "hey diary, i almost forgot you existed" "got a hold of this diary 2 years later" "i forgot to write again" "i was lazy but anyway 3 years of not writing in this diary-" "im so inconsistent"

his face shows nothing but disbelief. but then he remembers when he had read that one page full detail of "i hate rin-chan" he remembers how right after reading that he got hit on the head with the same book.

he finds the valentines day page. he could almost feel the arrogance in your handwriting where it said "i know who got me the clips."

when he sights a "rin-chan" written a few pages after, he reads the starting line...rin-chan is so mean- he skips the start. by the end you had confessed to your diary that you only wanted to get closer to him. and that you had no interest in soccer whatsoever.

he scoffs.

one thing rin didn't realise that he was in the middle of the cafe reading that. and what shook him to realization was the bells ringing when you hurried back into the cafe looking for your diary.

[fluffypandabun]

Hiya ! If you're still doing the prompt list asks, could you maybe do 12 and 37 with lee!Eddie and ler!Wally? You absolutely don't have to if you don't want to !! Just a suggestion <3

Have a lovely day/night, you amazing person !!!

"Uh.....Whoops?" Is all Eddie could think of to say as he stood there ackwardly with a freshly bruised head and a paint splattered shirt from where he'd, ever the accident prone, had tripped and crashed into Wallys little table that held all his freshly mixed paint colors, spalttering both him and the painter with bright shades of orange and pink paint.

Wally stared at his now paint splattered shirt, mouth slightly agape, before he lifted his head up and narrowed his eyes at the mailman. Eddie was relieved to see there was no real anger in the puppets eyes, it had been a genuine accident after all, but there was something....else in his gaze that made him nervous.

Wally slowly standing up from his chair, never breaking eye contact, certianly didnt help either. Even tho the yellow puppet was smaller then him by quite a bit, it didnt stop Eddie from letting out a squeak and nervously taking a few steps back away from the painter.

"H-Hold on Wally, I-I can explain-!" Wallys expression morphed into that of his signatue cat-like smile, he chuckled.

"Run." Eddie didnt need to be told twice, instantly scrambiling to run for the hills and hopefully find one of the other neighbors who would be willing to hide him and save him from Wallys wrath.

He didnt get very far however, tripping over his own two feet in his haste to run away, he ended up tumbling to the soft grassy ground. Landing face first with a groan.

There was a slight gasp nearby him, one Eddie assumed came from Wally.

"Eddie! Are you alright?" Yep that was him.

"Yeah!" Eddie said, voice muffled by the ground. "Im good!"

....Wait a minutie wasnt he just trying to run away from-!

"Oh good! That means I can do this!"

Before the mailman even had time to defend himself and wiggle away, he felt a small weight settle on the middle of his back. Wiggiling fingers desended upon his exposed sides, skittering up and down at a quick pace.

"You know Eddie, I thought I'd have to actually chase u around for a bit. But you make it too easy~"

The mailman instantly burst into loud giggly laughter, legs kicking behind him and he desperatly tried to reach up to grab at Wallys hands.

"Eheheheee! Wally nohohoho!"

"Wally Yes~" The puppet sing songed, switching tactics to gently kneading the soft plush of the mailmans sides.

"You brought this onto yourself Eddie, should have been watching where you were going~"

Eddie snorted, desperatly trying to twist his body around in hopes of grabbing ahold of the smaller puppet.

"Y-Yohohohu were distracting mehehehehe!" If Wally had eyebrows he would have raised one. "Oh? And now your blaming me? After spilling all my good paint that I slaved hours of the day mixing to get just right?" He tsk'd, shaking his head.

"For shame Eds"

If Eddie could roll his eyes at the moment he would have. "You are sohohohoho dramatihihihic!"

Wally let out a scandalized gasp. "Dramatic? Me? Dramatic?" the painter narrowed his eyes playfully, although the other puppet couldnt see it.

"Oh I'll show you dramatic~"

Eddies eyes widdened at the puppets tone, even more so when he heard him take in a sudden deep gasp of air. "W-Wait! Wahihihihit! Wall-EEHEHEHEH!" The mailman was cut off by his own shriek of hysterical laughter as Wally suddenly leaned down to blow a raspberry right in the center of Eddies back, he even had the auadcaity to blow another one right afterwards.

After holding himself back in fear of accidentally hurting his smaller friend, Eddie finally gave in and bucked violently, turning himself fully around and onto his back. Finally managing to grab onto Wallys wrists, gasping for breath as he tried to control his lingering giggles.

Wally, who now sat a top Eddies stomach, looked down as his red-faced friend. He was wearing Eddies signature hat, which had gone flying off him sometime during his squirming, it fit oddly on the puppets swirled hair. He giggled.

"How was that for dramatic huh~?"

Eddie groaned, letting go of Wallys wrists in favor of drapping an arm across his face.

"Ugh you are so mehehehan."

Wally chuckled. "Shouldnt have knocked over my paint" he poked the mailman in the belly, causing him to jump and squeak.

"...You arent actually mad about that are you?" Eddie asked after a moment, a hint of anxiety creeping into his voice. Wallys eyes widdened.

"What? Oh no Eddie of course not, it was an accident" He gave the mailman a gentle smile, before it morphed into a smirk as he poked him in the nose.

"Though if you really do wanna make it up to me, which you dont have too but knowing you youre gonna want to, you can help me mix up some more paint. Deal?"

Eddie took his arm off his face to give the painter a smile. "Deal.....after I do this."

"Do what- woooah-! W-Wait Eddihihihihie! Nohohoho!"

[doriana-gray-games]

Do you have any idea how many times have has listened to that Watson audio? Blushing and twirling my hair and kicking my feet like a middle school girl with a crush over how much I love it and them

Anon u so cute ❤️

Was this you too lol? (it came right after this message)

I can't give you a kiss with Watson quite yet (tho there is a fakeout makeout scenario somewhere...)

buuut i can give more Audios?

John W carriage scene (romantic version):

Gregory Lestrade "study him":

(These were previously only on the discord and were made a while ago. And were the only ones that turned out decent, except maybe the earlier one you saw of Watson.)

// I have yet to be able to find exactly how the site used its voice actors, but it does talk of hiring actors to clone rather than to generate from multiple random samples. And it talks of the ethics and legalities of using voices. But to be on the safe side, I'll keep an eye out for the ethical situation of the company, and if I ever decide to use them in a greater capacity, I'll probably email them and get a confirmation that they paid the default voice actors that are the basis for the voice I use above.

[anccaku]

Gosh. Illumi using his needles to completely make me imobile and unable to speak, but still consious... And he called it "like a doll".

I am weak.

[not-souleaterpost]

Ok most random topic yet, but few days ago I emulated Parappa the rapper 2, fun game, but one song was really catchy:

But what annoys me is that everone is going in the comments for the obvious lowbrow "haha what a funny euphemism xdd" angel on it - and I wont even deny that yeah, the whole game is about growing up and becoming an adult so why not add that - but I think people are missing the forrest for the threes:

Think the real joke is parodying "consious" rappers or atleast those that have this too cool for everyone attitude, as if they were above everything:

Hence the nonsense lyrics at the start adressing social issuess like "changing world with hunger" and shit about being super important - Its setting up the whole thing of "wow what a wise guru, he knows whats up!"

Only to break it all down when he ACTUALLY gets big - the fassad falls down, he actually is scared and reveals that it was all for show - as many people who claim to be "underground" but actually know that they could either not deal with the responsibility of actually having fame and influence or want it but actually wont ever reach ir, claiming they are small "by choice".

Idk, probably really obvious stuff, but still the comments focus on boner jokes so I had to set the record straight lol

[jax-is-rattled]

woke up at 4pm made this at like 2am and it looks eugh but fuck it we ball

he likes the chin scritches a lil too much i think

[imflyingfish]

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