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Sep. 12th, 2025 02:12 pm
goodbyebird: Angela Asgard's Assassin: Angela carries Sera in her arms. (C ∞ an assassin and her bard)
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+ No Man's Sky had an update adding customizable shared space ships, and now I'll have to jump back in. Anybody else here still play NMS from time to time? Farting around in a communal decorated base sounds like so much fun.

(I saw one ship shaped like Clippy lol)

+ Or if you'd rather base build and hang in a desert planet, Dune Awakening has a free demo weekend. I honestly didn't expect to like it as much as I did, but the environment is lovingly crafted, and the story surprisingly robust.

Sadly I don't have enough internet at sea to dl the update myself. I'm missing out on a stunning mural 😔

I'm on Europe Lynx / Sietch Yaracuwan, it's been fairly free from bothersome trolls. They've added a bunch more events and story characters as well, so I'm diving back in when I get home. In case somebody wants to buddy up for base building? I'll have to start almost from scratch because I suuure didn't put anything in the bank like I ought to have.

+ And Marvel Rivals is adding Angela!! I don't want to be interested in a hero shooter but HOT DAMN

holyscream: An anime figurine lit with red light (figure)
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Two or three photos in this post are horrifically grainy because I messed up the ISO settings on my camera while unboxing. I apologize in advance to your eyes.


Back in 2022, if you were interested in the Chinese scale figure market or non-ero OC figures, you might have come across the prototypes for a set of 1/7 scale figures by then brand-new manufacturer Fluo: Platonica and Luminoustar.

(To skip my rambling and get to the review keep scrolling until you see photos. TL;DR rating is way down at the end.)

Read more... )

LJ IDOL WEEK 9

Sep. 11th, 2025 04:37 pm
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edge·​lord ˈej-ˌlȯrd. plural edgelords. slang. : someone who makes wildly dark and exaggerated statements (as on an internet forum) with the intent of shocking others.


CW: suicide, mental health issues, abuse, murder and violence.


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Her - age 17.

She doesn't care.

She really doesn't.

Not about them, or their opinions.

They act like they disbelieve this of course, and that doesn't shock her. Why would they ever believe their opinion isn't important enough to matter to her?

When she tells them she doesn't care what they think of her, or herlifestyle choices she's met with verbal abuse.

That's their God given right they believe.

At home - courtesy of both controlling parents - sometimes her father's fists if that takes the older man's fancy, or the mother's slaps.

"We brought you into this world, we can take you out of it!"

At school.

From idiots in her class who think high school is gonna matter in the grand scheme of life.

Kids who don't realize it's only important to people like her mom, who peaked at the age of sixteen and eyes up the pool lifeguard in a way that only an unsatisfied wife would. Or like her dad, living for the moment the way too young for them cashier at the market smiles at him- she's just doing her job - and fantasizing that maybe this girl is actually waiting for him to go buy ingredients for meatloaf.

The future is now her teachers keep telling them.

They're exactly one year away from graduating high school. They'll be adults soon. Don't they know they're supposed to have everything figured out by that age?

It's only the rest of their lives, after all.

No pressure.

As a kid whenever anybody asked her what she wanted to do when she grew up, she only ever had one answer.

"I wanna fly."

The adults ether indulged or laughed, depending on the setting.

Bur all she ever dreamed of was being able to fly far,far away from the suburban existence that somehow always felt like a trap.

The adults would never admit it, but they envy her youth.

The honesty she speaks, often brutal in its nature.

Her freedom from the shackles of life in suburbia that bind them to the lives they built out of fear, desire for security or just the simple notion that this would be enough, when in actuality it hasn't been enough for a very long time.

The kids her own age feel a similar way.

Why isn't she worried about the future?

Why does she think she's so special?


The thing is, she doesn't.

The reason she doesn't worry or care about the future?

Because she knows she doesn't have one.

Or rather, she's seen the kind of future available to her, decided she doesn't want it and that none is preferable.

There's no money for college and her grades were never good enough for scholarships. The middle child sandwiched between the golden sister and the baby brother.

A fill in. A ghost. An unfinished page in her parents' perfect life story.

Destined to become a footnote in her own.


Her - age 27.

She cares even less these days which sometimes makes her laugh.

A mirthless one that never reaches that genuine pitch. It's hollow to her own ears. An echo in an empty house. A dog barking in the distance.

A decade is a long time to wear down an already fatigued mind and heart.

The Mustang slices through the desert like a blade in the dark and behind its wheel, she thinks back over everything that led her to this point.

She'd always heard your life flashes before your eyes before dying.

One last trip down memory lane can't hurt.

She thinks of her parents always nagging her for not having any clear goals, for not being more like her siblings, for never caring enough.

Her high school years being the utter inverse of the best days of her life, as she was always informed they would be.

Every dead-end job and relationship she's had.

Some highlights reel.

She sighs, exhaling into the breeze that surrounds her and fans her blonde hair out around her like a halo.

Up ahead the road stretches out before her, seemingly into oblivion, kissing the sky at the edge of the horizon where heat waves bounce.

She swerves when the oncoming car does the same, the other a reluctant player in the game of chicken she initiated.

The other driver loses control and their car flips over, rolling once, then twice before it lands on its roof at the side of the highway.


She laughs, blue eyes meeting her own gaze in the rearview mirror, watching that other car erupt into flames behind her.

In the distance there's the all too familiar wail of sirens that have been tailing her on and off over the past three days.

This seems like as good a time as any to put an end to all this.

She's getting tired now.

In truth, she's been tired for a long time.

The kind of tired that runs bone deep and settles behind your ribcage as a dull ache.

Turning the car around, she accelerates, drives towards the cop cars.

One final game of chicken.

In that final five minutes that encapsulate the end of her short life though, a funny thing happens.

It happens so swiftly that she doesn't even have time to think, just feel.

Truly feel.

It's only when she realizes that this time she is going to die, that she notices how blue the sky is, how the flowering cacti at the side of the road are in bloom, adding color to a sun bleached landscape.

She feels the wind in her hair as her vehicle hits the squad car in a head on collision.

It caresses her skin as he sails through the air, for a brief moment suspended in time, weightless.

"I'm flying," she thinks before her body hits the tarmac.


And she smiles.

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fiction.

After going back and forth on a different idea for this prompt, I chose in the end, to write asubversion of the edgelord, because I'm contrary like that. Rather that this being someone who is being edgy for shock tactics, I wanted it to be someone who is in pain, but no one really cares to see that, because they're too concerned about themselves, and then wind up shocked when the extreme happens.

Inspired in part by growing up in an extremely small and repressed place, some angsty feelings I experienced as a teenager, and a beautiful conversation I had with [personal profile] inkstainedfingertips about one of both our favorite movies, American Beauty. (Thank you for inspiring me <3)
tinny: Song Sanchuan and Liang You'an from Nothing But You kissing in grungy brown-orange coloring and the word 'anchor' (cdrama_nothing_kiss)
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Monthlyinspo was still on summer hiatus, so I had time for another 20in20: Round 18 at [community profile] characters20in20. Again, it's a Nothing But You set - this time of Song Sanchuan. Enjoy!

Teasers:


20+3 icons of Song Sanchuan )

Concrit and comments very welcome! Take and use as many icons as you like, credit is appreciated. If you want to know whose textures and brushes I use, take a look at my resource post.

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*casually slides back in*

Sep. 7th, 2025 07:56 am
goodbyebird: Batwoman (C ∞ it's a call to arms)
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Um, hi! Accidentally slipped away from DW again, as one does when the brain decides it's time to visit slump-town. And then it's always tricky to pick back up! But I'm here, having been lured back by a friend request (❤️).

+ Currently working, yay!

+ Currently sick and voice-less, boo!

+ This is a double-shift as I swapped it around to attend my dad's wedding in November. It's in Thailand, and I'll be there a full month. I plan to get absolutely kneaded into oblivion, my body will be jelly by the end of it. Just good food, swimming, and massages.

+ If I can actually manage to Get The Thing Done at home, instead of avoiding and courting disaster, it's sure to be a relaxing time. So I need to get on that, Monday morning *stern glare at self*.

+ Started reading The Archive Undying. It dropped me face first into weirdness, and I'm loving the writing. All very much appreciated.

+ We're at the tail end of the general election here in Norway, and it's looking plausible we could get a RedGreen coalition! I'm trying not to get my hopes up, but it could happen.

+ There's a new community for Community, and there's a Friday Five/intro post up, come hang.

+ Really enjoying Haley Williams' Ego Death At A Bachelorette Party and CMAT's EURO-COUNTRY. If you're looking for an absolute banger about grief, Lord, Let That Tesla Crash is at your service.

+ Working my way through Apple this trip, with Foundation being my weekly download. I'd say overall the weakest season of the three, but Demerzel is holding my interest.

+ Tonight should have a red full moon, so I'm hoping it won't be cloudy here.

New Obsession

Sep. 4th, 2025 08:54 am
sdk: (ALi - keyboard)
[personal profile] sdk
Last night I fell down a YouTube rabbit hole thanks to landing on this performance of Bolero by Hayato Sumino. I then proceeded to stay up way too late mainlining his videos. This included not one, not two, but three different performances of Rhapsody in Blue. In my defense, I love Rhapsody in Blue. In my further defense, Sumino's improvisation is a little different each and every time, and I became addicted to seeing where he was going to take it next. The love and joy he has for that piece when playing makes me vicariously happy.

His performance at Royal Albert Hall with the Royal Scottish National Orchestra is my favorite of the three. The surprised titters from the audience when he picks up the melodica and his little smile? Delightful. The interweaving of a cell phone ring into his improv? Brilliant. Ugh, the whole thing is amazing.

(the other two are great as well!)

Other Highlights:

Chopin: Piano Concerto No 1 in E minor, Op. 11 with the Polish National Radio Symphony Orchestra (The fact that my ADHD brain could sit enraptured for 42 minutes is telling.)

Human Universe - one of Sumino's original compositions

Clair de Lune - Unfortunately not a live performance but beautiful all the same

Nocturne I - Pre Rain - another original composition. I love the way he describes it as a gift from the cold sky.

delayed gratification (clinical)

Sep. 3rd, 2025 08:28 am
holyscream: A pair of hands pulling on cleaning gloves, captioned, “It’s gonna be a long night.” (long night)
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Sometimes I get myself overwhelmed by the most nonsensical things. For some reason, my brain will file certain enjoyable activities under responsibilities it needs to fear and avoid, which is also why I will sometimes drop off the face of the earth for friends, family, and the various online communities I haunt. Last year wasn’t a good one for me mental health wise and a lot of nice things fell under the radar, but life is slowly improving and I’m trying to pick up where I left off.

That brings me to Honey, Honey by slimeaudit.

This fic has been in my backlog for months because I wanted to be able to… feel joy again, I guess, before I read it. Yesterday, I decided, was the day and goddamn I feel like reading it last December would have cured my depression instantly. Okay, maybe that’s a bit much, but oh my god, does it hit the spot. Honey/Molina is honestly the luckiest rarepair ship I’ve ever had because while we only have a few fics I’m blessed by the density of in-character, well-written stories that also match a ton of my headcanons/personal fanon. How amazing is that?

I ended up spamming a bunch of half-coherent comments under Honey, Honey that I hope won’t bother the author and I’m honestly frustrated with myself for depriving myself of it for almost a year. Although, if I’m realistic I really wasn’t in the right headspace to truly enjoy it like I do now and part of the frustration comes from not having been able to express my appreciation to the author when they posted their fics—oh yeah, plural. I don’t even know if they’re still around or interested in the ship.

The sucky part about tiny fandoms is that great stuff flies under the radar and doesn’t get the attention it deserves.

Well now I’ve made myself sad, lol. Anyways, you shoud read slimeaudit’s Wolf fics, because they are very good and will not make you sad.

Things learned in August

Aug. 31st, 2025 10:33 pm
tinny: Something Else holding up its colorful drawing - "be different" (Default)
[personal profile] tinny
August was... pretty much a bust. I didn't write down anything until this week. I could remember ten things by the end, better than nothing. I also learned a lot of work-related things that I had to leave out of the list anyway.

10 things, some history, some Wu Lei-related things )

And while I'm at it, a youtube channel I found this month that does fun science experiments: https://www.youtube.com/@JaDroppingScience - I have learned a few things from it so far, but I guess pointing you to the channel makes more sense than reiterating everything I've learned from them. :D
tinny: Close-up of Wu Lei with long Dongji hair, his head propped up on his hand, looking so soft (wulei_so soft)
[personal profile] tinny
This month's challenge #60 at [community profile] fandom10in30 was a bingo challenge! We had to pick two lines from a card and make ten icons from those. I picked Nothing But You as a fandom, I was itching to make icons from the caps I made, and I had a lot of fun with these.

Enjoy!


10 icons + 2 alts )

Concrit welcome! Comments adored! Credit appreciated! Take and use as many icons as you like. If you want to know whose textures and brushes I use, take a look at my resource post.


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