The Waiting room...

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I'm in a heavy nostalgia trip after rewatching Pokémon XY special episodes again..... Gods I love this mini-series.

Hey all! For anyone who grew up watching and/or playing Minecraft when it was still a newer game

(I'm talking the Dan TDM, Captain Sparklez, Yogscast, Tobuscus, Stampy era)

What do you remember/miss about the older era of Minecraft and MC YouTube? It's for science (and possibly a project I'm working on in the background)

Reblog for a bigger sample size!

As much as I love this show, this scene has annoyed me for years.

"You should avoid using the nine cuts on anyone no matter what the circumstance is."

Bro, that 'circumstance' was a vengeful ghost possessing a child and making said child sprint toward a cliffside to make them leap to their death. What exactly was Mai supposed to do? Rugby tackle him?

I'm not saying what she did was a good idea because we can clearly see her emergency exorcism did cause minor injuries to both kids...but given the limited options and the alternative of someone dying, I think the outcome here was on the favorable side of the spectrum.

Happy (very late) Halloween.

I've been off the last few weeks coz life got in the way, but I'm ok now 😊

Haven't done any new drawings and I'm still in the process of making my first comic, so this is another sketch from a few years back. Knockout (TLOU runner), Breakdown (Joel Miller) and Starscream (😺) taking Shatter (Alice from RE films) and Darkshadow (Lady Dumitrescu) trick or treating. Three dad's just doing their best for their little girls

So douse yourself in cheap perfume It's so fitting, so fitting of the way you are Can't cover it up, can't cover it up

Characters that are very me-coded but I can’t explain how:

[From: Mad Men, Melancholia, Extras, Bridget Jones's Diary, Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice, Vicky Cristina Barcelona, The Office, Felicity, Office Space]

NP tags: @julesonrecord, @davnittbraes, @imtryingmybeskar, @heythere-mel, @iamskyereads, @the-scandalorian, @love-the-abyss, @trulybetty, @whataperfectwasteoftime

Thanks for the tag @femmefacetious!!

I miss exchanging Valentines with my classmates in school💌

Photos from Google, edit by me @madihearts

anyone else absolutely losing it rn

Nostalgia trip!

listen to this song and vote for the truest option:

school bus rides :

i've practically grown with bus rides to-and fro- home and school. it feels so homely now, as i see myself going from the front seats to the last ones to next year taking over the back seat (peak level seats resevred for seniors). i feel so many things as i try to acknowledge my cluster of galactic emotions towards bus rides and note down possibly each one of them.

over the years i get so attached to inanimate object. i already have started imagine how this time, next year, will be the last few days i'll board my school bus until the day finally comes when i don't. school bus rides have seeped into such a formative core memory, the realization that all these bling and banter of the bus rides is auspicious hit me only this year, i want to cherish every moment of it.

i've been going in bus since 2nd grade and now i'm in 9th, next year will be the final year. i've seen bus drivers change, seniors come and go, weird set of people who were too old for me to relate too then, kiddish fights and oh so much talking with my bestfriend. the guy who's subjective interests intertwined with mine and we talked everything about history politics philosophy conspirancies only for him to change his house, and hence bus routes a month ago. the seniors i met this year we're the best and just so friendly that i ended up getting a crush on one of them, but they'll leave in a week. i dont know if i'll see them again, i wonder if they'll ever randomly visit the bus next year while i'm still there and tell i've grown up?

i went from being the youngest and looking up and fearing the seniors to being one of the seniors in the bus. i went from being the only person of my batch initially to having now 6 more people in my year in the bus. i've met so many people who i never heard of later, and some that i already forgot. i'm at the age which 7yr old me used to see as so grown up, but i'm not grown up at all. i look at the people a grade younger than me and think if they'll miss our presence because i can already see the bus rides being hollow without the group of seven 12th graders cracking up at the backseats. oh also i went from sitting in the front seat and sleeping to sitting in the third-seat-from-the-last and sleeping. the 2nd seat from the front was my favourite as a middle schooler and i commanded it to be only mine, and now i see those 4th-5th graders doing their hooligan shit there. makes me feel awfully old. 8 total years in the bus and i honour it to be a very memorable part for me, i cried upon my marks, i literally eat my tiffin only in the bus. i went from being the last person to be dropped off to the 3rd last.

little things but so crucially important to be, they lace the fabric of memory that i'll carry behind.

as the thought that next year this time i would be counting my days left in the bus seeps in, i really don't know how to feel. a part of me is happy to see the journey closing, a beautiful ending to a recollection of things i'll definately tell as my school experiences. it would truly seal the fact that i've grown up to reaching peak years of teenage, at the doorsteps of an important & integral phase of my life. i fail to truly verbally justify the essence of the emotion but it will be like a curtain closing and i'll feel relieved, i'll look back , think how amazing those days were, and then i'll move on.

but a part of me remains wishing to really set the moment still, to get a extension of time with all the people currently in my bus especially those i spent so many giggles and laughers with, writing this, as i rewind myself in the strings of memories , i sure want to keep myself in this spiralling tour, like a glitch in the matrix where i witness back and forth all the moments that i've seen throughout the years, to see the pieces that come together to form the big picture, i want to live the bus ride, the homely feeling that it now gives me. the feeling i want to treasure. as the bus passes through the water unit, the playgrounds, the highway, the railway colony, all these places that i pass regularly on my way to school, everything seems to cinematic in the bus. i remember taking an unfiltered picture in the bus of simply the window and its outside and my eyes really witnessed a sense of "years pass by" in that damn video, so many shops pass by in such a short span of 1:05secs, that video also encapsulates all the people talking their people talks and the cars honking their honks, the people in the streets doing the people walk, roadside vendors vendoring, so many things in such a little time capsule. i want to capsulate myself in these feelings, like the everpassing sound of the 8th grader guy talking like we're batchmates, the seniors friendly teasing dadas beating each other , the didis crying out of laughter, the little 5th graders' pre-puberty voices and lame ass jokes the just-knowing-things humor of the 7th grader the little 2nd grader sleeping fully flat just like i used to do only seven years ago.

its truly mesmerizing, for a moment i want to just feel it continuously happening, before the seniors leave, before the study stress hit again, before its already exams and before i reach my last year.

i guess the second feeling comes only once in awhile and i feel happy after i go through the overwhelming emotions. auspicious.

i have a solution to this craving of multitude of memories. the desire to keep a strong imprinted memory of this golden hour silver lined bus memory really makes me feel so many things, letting go and to be let gone of. i've decided that from the next day onwards i'll simply lay in bus seat, my bag facing the handle and me leaning on it. while i face the window and in a lousy position i look at him, simply watching shops petrolpumps people car bridges pass by, while all the talks of everyone around me silently turn into a unanimous melody. i'll envelope this feeling and send it to my deepest pockets and keep it in a glassjar with visual memories of the best time in the bus with the best people i've met, the extremely fun seniors and the kiddish juniors.

it also reminds me of a kid who was junior to me while i was a middle schooler, i used to take toffess from him, we used to have bhujia trading, he's 2 grades younger and well i dont remember much other than all those bhujia business. but i also remember getting angry at him for he was being selfish to maybe me or another kid, he was only trying to have his own bhujia to himself i guess. but then he left the bus, one might think he dislikes me, so did i. but year or two ago we walk by each other, when he was in 5th and me in 7th and we just talk about whereabouts and since then everytime we meet we wave, he greets me, we don;t go in the same bus anymore but we meet here and there now and then and its just smiles and greetings but i can't believe that its been years. he's in 7th now and i'm in 9th. he's grown up, i can then say i've grown up too. and its just too illusionic to see people growing up and meeting them after a certain time gap from usually meeting to random interaction, i feel overwhelmed seeing him thinking about the glory days as a pre-teen. i'll surely hug him, he's a little brotherlike to me. i just saw him 2 days before, he's in the school band for the annual school function and we passed by with him playing guitar, definately time passed.

i can't possibly help but note that i can't bring myself to read things i write with plethora of emotions and unfiltered memories, raw and genuine and just so personal, unless i really do feel the same emotions i felt while writing the emotionally heavy text. the same goes for here, i think the next perfect time to read this mamoth sized note will surely be when i do reach that time of the next year counting on my precious final days :)

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[Video Description: A tiktok video by _ianstnr_ depicting a man overlayed against a Waterpark with a green screen. The caption reads: Kid me waiting for the giant water bucket to tip over.

The man watches the giant suspended bucket as it slowly fills up, nods, then walks away. Cut to him pretending to be splashed by some friends. He glances at the bucket, but it's still filling, so he goes back to playing.

Cut to him walking around nonchalantly. He looks up at the bucket just as it starts to tip. He zips over to the splash zone, closes his eyes, and opens his arms to embrace the incoming splash. The water drops onto him like a waterfall. When it disappears, he is face down on the ground.

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I’m trying to sleep and the memory of having this little bunny as a kid is running circles in my mind help.

Not this exact one in the pic, obviously, but it’s her all right.

cutie

Mai Taniyama - Young Adult 2

So I decided to do another drawing of Mai as a young adult.  Thinking of doing a group shot with the whole crew.

I've been pretty inactive lately and I don't get a lot of engagement on my page anyway but I was thinking of a few ways I could entertain you all ☺️

I do a bit of cosplay, mainly from The Last of Us, Silent Hill, Resident Evil, etc

I can also show off more of my random sketches I've been working on that has nothing to do with my humanformers

Or as I've only been showing off Shady and Darkshadow, I can show you some of my concepts for the other characters in the show, like the Autobots and other Decepticons.

I'm on holidays right now so lemme know.

Take care everyone 😊❤️