#sdfsdk

[hexellent]

just a heads up, my sonic muses are kinda on the back burner for right now as OP has taken over my brain 🥲so if anything is sent for the sonic muses, you may have to wait awhile broskis.

[freesiadotcom]

wait??? how did you (almost) end up in a mrbeast video?? :O

ohmygosh okay so

with my good old lifelong youtube special interest, i had a period where i was just FASCINATED by all the actual workings behind the various mrbeast channels (and the story of how he got there), particularly mrbeast gaming (which was basically just minecraft videos)

and- ok this might just turn into an infodump for a sec cause i find the operations of it rlly interesting sdfsdk. i had a wonderful rabbit hole week where i watched a ton of videos from the perspectives of ppl who were actually in those challenges, which led me to find out about the mrbeast gaming discord server...

A monstrous thing with 60,000 members and zero channels you can talk in (thank god). It took a while to even JOIN cause it was always at member limit.

The whole thing basically got nuked last year and reformed into some sort of fortnite thing that ive never quite looked at since, but the way it worked was members would fill out a google form with their discord info, and anytime they needed people for a video they'd use some kind of bot that randomly selected a bunch of those form submissions, and checked them against people whose discord accounts were currently online. those accounts would be given a role that let them into some extra discord channels that held the relevant details for whatever the event was.

I joined the server, filled out the thing, and months later, ACTUALLY GOT SELECTED

a couple hundred people, if i recall correctly, had been as well, and the mods announced they were going to hold interviews over a couple hour period later that week, looking for people to be in a future unspecified video.

the odds of me having even gotten to this were crazy so i was already hyped, but i kept my hopes low just to manage it all sbjdhf

The interviews were done in five voice chats, with enough room for one player and a mod. someone would join, get interviewed, then leave the call, then there was a split second opportunity to click on that call with just the right timing as a hundred other people tried to do the same.

somehow, i got in one! i was interviewed by a guy called brethoodie, who was the actual head of mrbeast gaming behind the scenes?? I think??? and like-it actually went super well. we were vibing and it was just a really nice conversation tbh. he had a question they asked like 'if you won 100k and had to spend it on something for urself (rather than donate it, pay off debt, all the other realistic but generic responses), what would you do?' and i thought abt it and realised that in this fantasy land, i'd go all out crazy on materials for some kind of massive art project or sculpture type creation, and he said that was one of the most interesting responses he'd had!!

after that i continued to watch the voice channels and i realised that at the rate they went, they really couldve only interviewed like. i dunno. 20-40 people max? so i was feeling PRETTY good about my chances. he said theyd get back to me in a week or two if i'm in, but I just never heard anything back.

which was like, fine? was disappointed ofc but like. Oh Well. it was an interesting time regardless

a couple months later a video came out, i figure this was the one they'd been working on so i have a look and...

thats

well, that's not me. but it is someone with a STRIKINGLY similar username to the sleepyyghostt that i am

Now, its perfectly possible that i just simply didn't get picked. but a part of me..... like really wonders if they got the usernames mixed up somewhere along the line. like maybe the hoodie guy was like, oh who was that person i talked to, sleepy something? (grabs a different sleepy someone) You!

or maybe, they just picked other people. which is fine! i just.. i told this whole story to my friend a couple weeks ago and they were INSISTENT that they totally meant to pick me and my conspiracy theory was correct x_x

either way!!!!! an interesting story!!!

[roscvcins]

@tiantangs asked : you're a special person. [ a lil love for m.u s.heng from qīng yīnluò i.e. everybody's jiejie sdfsdk ] - I FORGET WHICH MEME THIS IS

Something that sounds halfway between a huff and a laugh tumbles past his lips. He crosses his arms, and shifts his weight to his other foot. "...You wouldn't believe how right you are." Special is just another word for - SHOULDN'T EXIST. That's him. An unpleasant surprise from fate - valuable to exploit, but an anomaly, something volatile, to be kept at arm's length. Even his keepers didn't believe he wouldn't bite them back one day.

[byanyan]

"wendy ... wendy ! aiya, lí wénxīn ... !"

by the time lí chényǔ catches up with his little sister, it's too late --- she's staring unblinkingly at the other, beaming up at them. "your clothes are so cool !" she gushes --- and lí chényǔ's cheeks immediately do their best impression of becoming tomatoes. he sighs heavily, dragging a hand through his hair.

"i am so sorry, i do not catch her in time. aiya, wendy ... why you do this, why you bother them ? sorry, sorry --- " lí chényǔ holds his hands up in a deferential posture, "duìbùqǐ." a beat, and then he holds out a half-empty pack of american spirits. " you want ... a-apology cigarette ... ?"

[ from lí chényǔ / @xiianxias ! gēge can't catch a break sdfsdk ]

ㅤmeeting the girl's stare, byan watches her expectantly, more curious about her approach than annoyed by it. the compliment she then hands them prompts a soft smirk to tug at their lips, one which melts into something more amused when they glance up only to see how red lí chényǔ's face has become. he seems so exasperated and embarrassed by the whole thing, but they don't get it. ignoring his apologies, their attention returns to... — wendy, was it? — in order to acknowledge her comment.

ㅤㅤ" thanks. cool's exactly what i'm goin' for. "ㅤwords pair with a crooked grin, and byan's eyebrows raise as they lower their voice, leaning down as though to only share the next part with her and leave her brother (she has to be his sister, right? he's way too young to have a daughter her age) out.ㅤ" y'wanna see the really cool part? "ㅤrising again, they shrug free of their shiny pink and blue bomber jacket, opening it up to reveal the opposite blue and pink inside with a similar-but-different design embroidered into the back.ㅤ" this thing's reversible. sick, right? i can change up what i'm wearin' if i get kinda bored of it halfway through the day. "

still grinning away, they make a point of pulling the sleeves back through the jacket, turning the entire thing inside out before slipping it back on. only then, as they tug the ends of the material back into place around themself, do they finally allow their gaze to find lí chényǔ again.

ㅤㅤ" s'not a bother man, don't worry 'bout it. who'm i to complain if she wants t' compliment my impeccable fashion, huh? "ㅤamusement glinting in their eyes, they reach out to pull a cigarette free of the offered pack despite turning down his attempts at apologizing.ㅤ" still gonna take one'a these, but consider it payback for the one i lent you instead of an apology, yeah? she's not hurtin' anyone. "

♡ @xinxiins

[sharpsuite]

"the dead can't hurt you."

[ for chishiya, from shīyì bonus points for dramatically wiping a lil blood off his cheek and acting like all of this is nbd sdfsdk ]

↳ SEND "lethal protection" FOR MY MUSE TO KILL TO PROTECT YOURS, OR "the dead can't hurt you" FOR YOUR MUSE TO KILL TO PROTECT MINE

Chishiya had a BAD HABIT of pissing off the wrong people. Or right people depending on how you looked at it. He didn't even have to say anything sometimes, just cast his bored, deadpan expression towards someone who was too stressed and watch them explode. It was an EASY way to get rid of people in his way. ( Because this is the truth : Chishiya doesn't allow for people to get in his way and LIVE if they're going to get him killed. ) So even when a man grabs him at the start of a game, Chishiya DOESN'T REACT. He doesn't scream even when some of the other players do, he doesn't flinch. He just watches him with a bored expression as he yells about youthful arrogance. The man doesn't know that Chishiya isn't unarmed like he looks with his hands still in his hoodie pocket and-

It doesn't matter, because Chishiya's suddenly let go of, and its only thanks to quick REFLEXES that he doesn't stumble or trip and fall. A woman to the side screams and someone runs ( which is stupid ) , and the body slumps to the side with a thud. One minute into the game and there's already one fatality. Impressive. Usually its at least THREE minutes. Except for when a new player arrives and tries to LEAVE the game venue despite warning that it would be instant death. SOME PEOPLE SIMPLY COULDN'T ADAPT. Chishiya's rather surprised to see garden shears buried in the side of the head; a transcranial bihemispheric stabbing then. Effective.

Chishiya doesn't look alarmed, but lifts his head to see who decided to help him. He doesn't recognize him, but he MUST have played a game or two already. He's familiar, if the casual wiping of blood is anything to go by. OR he was a murderer already ; he's met a few of those in the games. " Thanks. " Chishiya says, his shoulders relaxed as he studies the new person not with fear or disgust or concern, but mere CURIOSITY. Might be useful.

" He would have been a problem. People who lose their tempers never last very long in these games anyways. Especially ones needing more teamwork. " Chishiya steps over the body and closer to Shiyi. " Haven't seen you before. " And the other players are nervous, refusing to look at the body and some are whispering all the nonsense of people who are struggling to come to terms with reality. " I'm Chishiya. We should go up to the next floor before the game really kicks off. " It's an INVITATION but not a demand for the other to join him. Chishiya doesn't look back, but heads towards the main flight of stairs in the library. FUNNY really, choosing a library as a game venue. / @xinxiins

[simkoos]

✨ some looks ft. the new cas kits and my fave cc ✨

cap - sunglasses - necklace - jacket (incheon arrivals kit) - jeans  (incheon arrivals kit) - sneakers (incheon arrivals kit)

mask - cardigan (incheon arrivals kit) - slacks - bag - sneakers (incheon arrivals kit)

glasses - mask - suit jacket and slacks - sandals (fashion street kit)

glasses - sweatervest (incheon arrivals kit) - slacks (incheon arrivals kit) - sandals (fashion street kit)

sunglasses - trenchcoat and jeans (incheon arrivals kit) - bag - boots

bucket hat - mask - hoodie - sweatpants (incheon arrivals kit) - sneakers (incheon arrivals kit)

[impossible-rat-babies]

oc-tober day 11 -- charlie for @rickety-goose <3

[aroaessidhe]

2022 reads // twitter thread

We Light Up The Sky

a short YA that follows 3 Latine teens and their experiences with a shapeshifting alien that's causing chaos in LA, in the beginnings of an invasion

set in a near future still reeling from covid

explores grief, homelessness, racism

[gamerwoo]

I just got a clear phone case and I don't have a Wooseok photocard (yet...), so I used a Yuto photocard and now my phone is like "yes there's a giant fucking crack, but look at this giant rapper and his broken picture frame instead"

dude im s a d because ptg pcs are always a little too big like they just barely fit my phone (i have an iphone 6s rip me for being broke) and i put my favorite yuto one in my clear case and it bent at the edges bc it was just the tiniest bit too big and i can never go on w my life the same 😔

[rosydreamiing]

@labyrinthmonarch // x

The huff of air escaping though her lips is an odd blend of laughter and a sigh, after which the queen shakes her head but wears a polite tone nevertheless whilst answering the goblin king’s prediction.

“ —— I certainly hope not,” she looks into his eyes, “If I can keep my hand from ever holding a sword at another being, I will.”

[abittersweetthing]

This is hilarious but you guys realize it’s satire, right? It’s from an article written like 3 years ago, (going by a google search) in the same month when it was outlawed for private schools to expel kids for being gay in Australia.

You can read the rest of the article here and it’s funny, but very clearly satire. Which I think the title made kind of clear (”every student in Australia”?? how would that even work) also.

gay🇦🇺irl

[spiritdreamt]

        ‘ there’s only one place this road ever ends up, and i don’t want to die alone. ’    @seancer liked for a starter​

[drivemysoul]

this has been sitting in my drafts since december but this is the idea for this gifset lmfao

[roscvcins]

@xinxiins asked :

❛ look, this is a pretty one. his lordship likes the pretty ones… ❜

[ for whomstever wants himb, from ān jīnyuè, who, in true form, is fckin around and still in character after a long day of filming, maybe at h.engd.ian or smth where he's Publicly Accessible(tm) sdfsdk ] - I FORGET WHICH MEME THIS IS <3

"...Does his lordship like milk tea TOO?" An almost KNOWING, amused smile as she watches him dance around her - she waves the beverage in a particular arc in front of his face. "Because I got you some post-shoot sugar. I've been TOLD that's pretty necessary." In her experience in the years of assisting on productions, the sugar made up for the long nights - and in fact, was only allowed after one of these rare flipped shoots. "...You know, the calamari stand extra? From the street scene? He runs a real calamari stand, and I think it's still open right now, if you want to get some real food before you crash."

[paintbled-blog]

[windtorn]

@astrcls speaks: "this doesn't mean that we're friends." dan heng half-offers, half-thrusts a scarf ( origin unknown ... perhaps one of his own ? something he doesn't wear any more ? nobody knows, not even march ... ) in sampo's direction; admittedly, he'd thought about chucking it at the man, but had decided the physics of a scarf in flight would be incredibly unsatisfying. "it means that i've noticed you are either too stubborn or too simple to figure out that you ought to wear less ridiculous clothes in the cold. i refuse to have it on my conscience that i knew about this and stood by and let it happen. even if you're ... you."

[ aka dan heng cares ... maybe ? awkwardly ? or he's just being cryptic again. one of those things sdfsdk. ]

sampo didn't really have friends. those he considered as such were dispensable once the opportunity arose, and as a man who followed the most profitable of business practices, he was also a man who acted on beneficial opportunities. those bonds were temporary, only linked together for as long as the relation remained useful to him, such were the throughs and futility of life itself. despite his bleak outlook on things, the gift itself was...an endearing one. pushed onto him by the very same hands that had thrust a spear into his side beneath the snow. he offered the man a languid smile as calm as the first snowfall, slowly wrapping it around his neck with little ceremony. there was no such thing as a gift, to him, this was just another debt to pay. and sampo koski hated being the one in debt.

"really? for me?" sampo mustered as much shock as he could into his tone. he was surprised, that much was true, but it wasn't as pleasant a feeling that he made it sound aloud. he had an image to uphold, after all, and this scarf didn't exactly fit the image criteria. however, he was not one to test dan heng's patience very far, and as of now...well, the man was not looking particularly patient for the crook's antics. "well thanks there, pal! didn't know you cared that much about your dear friend sampo,"

the kindness that smothered his tone was artificial incarnate, but he held a wide smile and round eyes, it was enough to feign innocence to those who were none the wiser. "i never forget the plights of my friends, after all. i guess that means i owe you one now, huh? just say the word and i'll see it done."