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Oh Chuuya, youâre not fooling anyoneâŚ
Based off this vine.
How to Ship Soukoku 'Subtly' by Bones
Release Soukoku exclusive goods
Bring out the Family Pictures
Did you knowâŚthey may hate each other but theyâre actually close
We mean, partners should get each otherâs back
But we donât think theyâre close enough
âWait, they canât be together in every official artâ so weâll be sneaky like a fox
âWe just want to see them smiling at each other but that may be out of characterâ so put them in separate CD covers
âAsagiri-sensei, we want to know more about their storyâ so put them in the movieâs first visual
Anyway, just⌠lay them on a bed of flowers
Iâm sorry but we canât get enough of flowers. Bonus: Camellias please because symbolism ;)
Itâs just coincidence that we released this art the day after White Day
Disregard everything. Youâre just reading way too much. We donât ship them, okay?
Bonus
Kanaineco: I lowkey ship them too
Rejoice! This fandom is blessed with many official arts courtesy of this shipâs captain, Bones.
((I mean, I know theyâre for marketing, but theyâre beautiful and I love them. Let shippers be happy ^^))
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ÂĄHappy Birthday, Nakahara Chuuya! || Official Art
Every time you post something or answer an ask about BSD (specifically Chuuya), I I die a little on the inside~ xD I need more of my petite mafia on my dashboard~ đThank you for being such an amazing blog! đ
Thank you for this kind message, my dear! Here a random assortment of my favorite Chuuya gifs to make your dash look better :D
We have disgruntled Chuuya
Illegal smirk Chuuya
where the fuck is his modeling contract Chuuya
Corruption Chuuya (one of my personal favorirtes)
Commander on the front lines ChuuyaÂ
A gif that always makes me feel a lot Chuuya
Actual definition of breathtaking Chuuya
Baby dork Chuuya
I used corruption because I trusted you Chuuya (there goes my heart)
The bluest eyes that ever blue Chuuya
A jawline that could cut my whole existence in half Chuuya
And, of course, the most precious of them all: sleeping Chuuya
I hope this was enough, even if we all now that thereâs no such thing as enough Chuuya!Â
someoneâs sitting on my dinner and i consider it to be huge a inconvenience butâŚ.. I love them . so itâs alright
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âA house I pass on the way to work has this sculpture in its yard. Its about 8 feet tall.â
(Source)
âHELLO NEIGHBOR STEVE, I WOULD LIKE TO INVITE YOU TO BARBEQUE ON THE EVE OF THE BLOOD MOON. I FEEL WE GOT OFF TO A BAD START.â
âNEIGHBOR STEVE, DO YOU NOT WISH TO PARTAKE OF THE UNCLEAN FLESH-MEATS OF PIGS AND THE POLLUTED ESSENCES OF TOMATO? PERHAPS YOU ARE A CAROLINA STYLE MAN, NEIGHBOR STEVE?â
âPUT THE GUN AWAY NEIGHBOR STEVE, YOU KNOW I SHALL ONLY RISE AGAIN WITH THE DAWNING OF THE MOON. WE HAVE BEEN THROUGH THIS MANY TIMES.â
âLOOK AT THIS PICTURE MY SON DREW OF YOU AND CHILD TIMMY, YOUR SON. ARE THEY NOT THE PICTURE OF PACT-MATES? THIS COULD BE YOU AND ME, NEIGHBOR STEVE.â
âYOU MISSED THE UNHOLY NEXUS OF POWER THAT IS THE KEY TO MY CORPOREAL FORM, NEIGHBOR STEVE. YOU WILL NEED TO RELOAD NOW, SO I WILL GO INSIDE TO MY HELL-WIFE AND PUT YOU DOWN AS A SOLID âMAYBEâ.â
I have the feeling that the families get along great except for Steve. Like, the wives are baking (questionable) brownies together, the kids are playing together, Antler Guy occasionally takes Son and Timmy to school (no car, just carries them in huge swinging strides through a nexus of ungoldly sights in a swirling netherworld shortcut. Sometimes they stop for McDonalds). Hell-wife gave them a potted Audrey Jr., Steveâs wife (who I now christen Sharon) gave them a begonia.
One time Steve tries throwing holy water but all Antler Guy does is thank him, saying that no, Antler Guy isnât Catholic but itâs the thought that counts, he is so kind to water his creeping deathshade vines regardless.
For Christmas Antler Guy gives Steve a case of ammunition. To be funny/sarcastically mean Steve gets Antler Guy the worldâs most hideous Christmas sweater, singing light-up reindeer included. He immediately regrets it because not only does Antler Guy love it and wears it for several months, it will never need batteries because Antler Guy powers it with his own eldritch aura.
When they come back from a holiday to Hawaii, Steve is horrified to find out Sharon bought them matching Hawaiian shirts. He is even more horrified that his wife means it that if he doesnât wear it he will forever sleep on the couch.
I want to expand on this, since I see itâs still passing around and the ideas have grown in my brainmeats.
What drives Steve up the wall and down the other side is how⌠normal⌠everyone treats the Abominations. (Yes, that is their last name. No, it is not a joke. Son was asked his last name for the standardized testing at school, had a quick conference with Timmy, and decided that Son Abomination sounded good, âSince my dad calls your dad the Abomination anyway and we can paint it on your mailbox just like the Hendersonâs did theirs!â. Antler Guy agreed and did a lovely rendition of it for the mailbox, with only a few glyphs of soul-rending terror added to keep up to snuff.)
The Great Plant Exchange went beautifully, though the Audrey Jr. (named Aubergine for the lovely shade of purple poison that drips from her fangs) is on a diet at the moment. She was in cahoots with the cat and the dog to get into the good people food and ate two frozen turkeys all herself. Now sheâs restricted to the hallway table to answer the phone and the door. (Steve actually likes her, and keeps slipping her hotdogs when Sharon isnât looking. Their door-to-door salesman rates have dropped dramatically since she changed abodes.) Hell-wife has almost gotten the begonia to bloom and say itâs first words.
The homeownerâs association just loves the Abominations. All paperwork stamped and dotted, in on time and in triplicate. Antler Guy likes filing, says it reminds him of his old job. There is a resident who spent 20 years as a lawyer and they have long, animated conversations about all sorts of things that make Steve swear to never need legal counsel.
Hell-wife joined the PTA and spearheaded a committee to fundraise in the fall with a haunted house. It was a county-wide hit, though the claims that a particularly rowdy group had been deliberately lost in a timeslip to the Outer Doors Of Chaos was firmly rebuffed. Most young people nowadays, it was agreed, just couldnât appreciate flute music.
Antler Guy really does try to connect with Steve. The surprise birthday party was perhaps a bit much, given that most participants do not have the ability to suddenly materialize in front of the guest of honor to give them a hug. Sharon assured them that Steve normally screams on his birthday, and the remains of the cake were heartily enjoyed by all. (A plate was saved for Steve once he came down from the treehouse.)
After the Hawaii trip (which was a present for his birthday) and the Matching Shirt Ultimatum (which was Sharonâs attempt at patching things up with Antler Guy, he really was sad about the birthday screaming), Steve finally grabs his courage in both hands (plus the shotgun, which letâs face it is about as useful as a teddybear at the moment but it does comfort him) and confronts Antler Guy, about why such a group ofâŚâŚAbominations could possibly come to his quiet slice of suburban bliss.
ââŚâŚBUT NEIGHBOR STEVE, WE HAVE ALWAYS BEEN HERE.â
âNo no no, I read it in a book! Donât you have to be invited or something?!â
âWELL YES, TO THE HUMAN WORLD. BUT THIS IS NOT THE HUMAN WORLD AS YOUR THREE-DIMENSIONAL BRAIN PERCEIVES IT.â
âWhat the hell does that mean?!!â
âDID YOU NOT KNOW, NEIGHBOR STEVE? LEGALLY SPEAKING, ALL OF THE VASTNESS OF HUMAN SUBURBIA IS, IN FACT, A PART OF HELL.â
ââŚâŚ..â
âTHE FLAMINGOES ARE THE BOUNDARY MARKERS. IT WAS DECIDED THAT THE FLAMING SKULLS WERE TOO KITSCHY FOR MODERN TIMES.â
Reblogging cause I kind of want more of thisâŚ.
Since you asked nicely ^_^
Antler Guy, as one may have noticed, is a calm sort of fellow. In the face of human atrocities he displays a curious Zen sort of state of mind. Timmy asks Son if heâd ever seen his dad angry, and Son hasnât. (When asked, Timmy says that yeah his dad gets mad, but itâs like the Fitz-Simmonâs chihuahua down the street- mostly high-pitched noise and occasionally TV remote chewing. Sharon replaces the poor thing every 3 months or so.) When pressed (gently, at the monthly book club, and with many cups of tea and at least one daiquiri), Hellwife admits that this comes from serving many years at his old job.
After the revelation of the nature of his neighborhood, Steve has not been overtly mean to Antler Guy. Not yet in the realm of friends, but vastly better than before. No more holy water, no more shotgun blasts. (Still the occasional jumpscare, but Antler Guy really canât help that part.) They even occasionally share news over the fence as Antler Guy trains the creeping deathshade vines in proper oral hygiene, and Steve waters his lawn (and occasionally slips a goldfish cracker to a deathshade vine that looks particularly adorable. Aubergine has trained him well.)
Which is how Antler Guy learns about the peeping tom thatâs been plaguing the adjacent streets. Apparently the pervert has been getting bolder, and rattling doors. He almost broke into one apartment, whose occupants were a single mother and her daughter, Mildred. Millie, a shy girl who is a great horror fan and firm friends with Timmy and Son, had missed school because of it.
Steve knew because Sharon had told him, on her way to deliver a tuna casserole and a double batch of brownies to the pair. (Sharon has been dubbed the unoffical mob boss of the Motherâs Mafia. She is quite pleased with this title.) He tells her to wait, confers briefly with Aubergine, and sends her along with, âOnly as a loan, you know, but Auby wants to stretch her roots and sheâd probably like getting all ribboned and curled anyway. Little girls still do that, right?â She has strict orders to bite anyone that makes Millie or her mother cry. (Steve is dubbed the official neighborhood marshmallow for this. The bookclub buys him a jar of marshmallow fluff in commemoration.)
He turns to look at Antler Guy, and freezes, much as a chihuahua will when faced with a hungry hellhound.
âYouâŚ.you alright there buddy?â
âNĚĚĚĚÍÍŤĚĚżĚÍ̴̾ͥÍÍĚŤĚŤĚÍĚťĚÍĚŤĚĽĚŞĚąÍÍĚŻÍ OĚÍĚÍĚÍĚÍŹÍÍŽĚ ĚĚĚĚÍŻĚÍÍŇÍÍĚľÍ ĚťĚĚÍĚÍÍ̝̪̟Ě.ÍͤͼÍÍÍŹÍĚÍÍĚ Ě͎͊ͧͤ̽ĚĚľÍĚŁÍĚĚŁĚĚťĚĚŠĚĚ Ě â
âUh, yeah, I guess not. Did you, uh, know youâre kinda fuzzing at the edges, there?â
âNĚĚĚĚÍÍŤĚĚżĚÍ̴̾ͥÍÍĚŤĚŤĚÍĚťĚÍĚŤĚĽĚŞĚąÍÍĚŻÍ OĚÍĚÍĚÍĚÍŹÍÍŽĚ ĚĚĚĚÍŻĚÍÍŇÍÍĚľÍ ĚťĚĚÍĚÍÍ̝̪̟Ě.ÍͤͼÍÍÍŹÍĚÍÍĚ Ě͎͊ͧͤ̽ĚĚľÍĚŁÍĚĚŁĚĚťĚĚŠĚĚ Ě â
âRight. Um. Well.â
Steven makes a very ungraceful exit when space starts bending around Antler Guyâs still, unmoving form.
When Steve sees a shadowy form in his back yard when he gets up to pee that night, thereâs no hesitation. He grabs the shotgun from the cabinet and peeks out the back door window.
Just in time to see a nebulous form of soul-wrenching terror engulf the man reaching for the door handle. A sliver of moonlight reveals a very familiar eyesocket. After a moment (and a sincere prayer of thanks that he had already peed, cause otherwise heâd have done it then and there) Steve opens the door. The nebulous form freezes, reality bending around the edges.
âNice night for it, huh?â
ââŚ..YĚÍÍÍĚÍÍĄĚŽĚŽÍÍÍÍÍĚEÍŠÍÍŽĚĚÍŻĚͧÍĚľĚĚĚ´ĚşĚ ĚąÍ ÍSĚ˝ĚĚÍŠĚÍĚÍŠĚÍÍÍ͢͢ÍÍ̎̚ĚĚłÍ ĚŞĚŠĚÍ̤̲̝Í̹̳.ĚÍŤĚÍÍĚżĚÍŞÍͧĚÍÍ̧Í̢͢ÍĚĚĚĽĚŚÍÍ â
âGuy wonât scare anymore litttle girls, will he?â
âNĚĚĚĚÍÍŤĚĚżĚÍ̴̾ͥÍÍĚŤĚŤĚÍĚťĚÍĚŤĚĽĚŞĚąÍÍĚŻÍ OĚÍĚÍĚÍĚÍŹÍÍŽĚ ĚĚĚĚÍŻĚÍÍŇÍÍĚľÍ ĚťĚĚÍĚÍÍ̝̪̟Ě.ÍͤͼÍÍÍŹÍĚÍÍĚ Ě͎͊ͧͤ̽ĚĚľÍĚŁÍĚĚŁĚĚťĚĚŠĚĚ Ě â
âGood. Gânight then. Oh, and if Hellwife has an extra Audrey Jr. that needs a home, let me know. Millie likes Aubergine a lot but Augyâs just too big for the apartment. Dunno if they come in miniatures though.â
â IÍĚĚĚÍÍĚÍĚ´ĚĚÍĚŽĚĚŠĚŹĚŽĚŁḚ̌ÍĚŠÍĚĚłÍĚĚ ĚĚͤĚÍĚ ÍÍĚ̽ͧÍĚÍÍḚ̌ÍĚĽÍÍĚ̤̺ÍĚłÍĚšÍĚŁĚWĚÍÍÍÍÍÍÍĚÍŽÍĚÍŁÍ̜ͤÍÍ̜̹ÍĚÍĚźĚĚŁĚŽIĚÍŠÍŚĚĚ̞ͣ͏ĚĚĚÍĚͧÍÍÍÍ̴̜͢ÍÍ ĚĚĽĚŠÍ ÍLÍŻÍÍÍĽĚĚÍĚÍŹĚĚĚÍÍ Ě ĚÍĚ Ě̪̰̝LÍŚÍĚÍŽÍŠĚ͏ͨͣÍ̸ÍĚĚÍĚŽ.ÍÍͤ͊ÍĚÍĚ´ÍÍÍĚŽÍÍÍ̹̝̣ ĚÍÍŤĚÍͨĚĚÍĚĚĚ̸̥̊ĚĚ̝̪̊̊ĚÍĚłÍÍĚĚşÍTĚžÍĚÍĚĚ ÍĄĚˇĚˇÍĚÍĚ̝̝̪Ḛ̯̝̌Ị̰̝́̏HÍŻÍĚÍ͎ͧÍÍŚÍÍÍĚŹĚŞĚŠĚŹĚĚŁÍÍÍAÍĽĚÍĽĚ̴̴̽ͧÍÍ̤ÍÍ̤̎Ě̹̯ÍÍĚÍḬ̰́̏ÍĚ NÍĚÍĚĚĚĚĚ ÍŁĚ˝ĚĚĚͯ͊ͤÍ̢͢ÍÍÍĚŻÍĚŞÍĚĚ ÍĚŻÍÍĚ°Ě ĚąĚ ĚłÍĚłKÍͧÍÍÍŁĚĚĚÍŻĚĚÍĚÍĚ̢ÍŇÍĚĚĚĽĚĚ¤ĚŚĚťĚłÍ ÍÍŽĚÍÍÍĚ˘Í Ě˘Í̝̼̣̚ĚÍĚÍÍÍĚĚŻĚÍÍĚĚŠÍYĚÍĚĚÍÍĚĚÍĚłĚĚŹḬ́ĚĚĚŠĚŞÍĚĚĚ OĚͼ͍͍͍̿ͤ͊ÍÍĚÍŚĚĚ͢ÍÍ̺̲ÍÍĚŹĚłĚÍĚąĚĚÍĚUĚÍŞÍŻÍÍÍÍÍŻÍÍŚĚĚ ĚĚĚĚžÍĚÍ§Í˘Í ÍĄĚ˘Í˘ÍĚ˛ĚŚĚ Ě¤ÍĚÍĚŚÍĚÍÍ̺̺.ÍŤĚͤ͏ͨ͌ÍÍͨ̿͊ͪÍĚśÍ̸ĚÍĚĚšĚ̝̣ÍÍĚ ĚŹĚŚ.ͧÍĚĚĚÍͨĚÍÍĽÍÍĚÍÍÍÍÍ ĚḬ́ĚĚ̲ÍĚÍÍ̼̳̊.ÍÍÍÍŚÍÍÍŻÍÍĚÍŤĚ ÍŻĚśĚˇĚŽÍ̹̟̏Ḭ́ÍÍÍĚĽ.ĚĚÍŽÍÍŠÍŚĚ̞̽ĚÍĚ¨Ě§Í Ě̤̳̺̎ĚÍĚÍĚÍÍ.ĚÍŞĚĚĚĚĚĚ ĚÍͧͪͪ͏ĚÍĚÍĚżÍÍĚšĚÍĚŽÍḚ̌ÍÍÍ âŚ.NEIGHBOR STEVE.â
âAnytime.â
There are no more peeping reports. Millie brings back Aubergine and spends an entire afternoon teaching Steve the particulars of Augyâs new âhairstyleâ (a gravity-defying mass of teased tendrils, ribbons, and barrettes) in between games of tag and hide-and-seek with Timmy and Son.
When Antler Guy and Hellwife present her and her mother Beatrice with a tiny Audrey Jr. (âpOOr ThinG Is a ruNT And wOnâT geT MorE Than A FooT taLL, BEa, aNd NeeDS a New FRiEnDâ, assures Hellwife), both mother and child burst out crying. Millie names it Bella, after Bella Lugosi, and shows it to the excited group of boys (Steve and Augy included).
IT GOT SO MUCH BETTER!!!!
Life in a subdivision partly populated with eldritch and possibly magical (officially classified as âextra-dimensionalâ, for even when faced with the physics-defying nature of their new co-habitating citizens the government cannot bring itself to acknowledge them as âmagic wielding hell-beastsâ, as some high-ranking staff members initially suggested) goes on fairly normally.
Sure, there are a few hiccoughs. The creeping deathshade vines get a stern talking to about appropriate afternoon snacks (âNOT the Fitz-Simmonâs chihuahua, I donât care how much he has it coming or what he excreted where, now spit it out!â), Aubergine sheds all her leaves at once and snowballs the house (but does helps sweep up afterwards), and moonrise is a good time to watch the night-gaunts fly by (but on moondark itâs best to stay inside, no matter how prettily they glow. Theyâre somewhat similar to fireflies, and donât always check to see if their partner glows as well. It wouldnât be as much of a problem if they didnât dive mid-coitus and drop just above the ground.)
While the neighborhood in general is accepting of the Abominations, when things get to be a bit much they tend to come to Steve. Since meeting Beatrice and Millie (and the formation of the Terrifying Triad known as Millie, Son, and Timmy) Steve is the adult human male most comfortable dealing with Antler Guy on the whole street. (Sharon as U.M.B. is widely held to have, well, steel-whatever-the-hell-she-wants, and Timmy is known to run over to Antler Guy and ask for rides through âthat wobbly grey place, you know, the one with the REALLY BIG alligators?â. Still, the courtesies must be observed.)
So when a writhing sparking ball of snarling terror and teeth takes up residence in the Manzoâs tool-shed, and when Animal Control refuses to come (the street is banned due to a run-in with the deathshade vines), Steve is called. Having heard the description, Steve brings Antler Guy.
When they get there, Mr. Manzo is forcibly holding the door shut. Unholy yowling is coming from inside. At a gesture from Antler Guy, Mr. Manzo leaps away, and the doors blast open.
A 150 pound ball of whimpering, flaming something hits Steve and knocks him on his ass. The whimpering, flaming something proceeds to slobber all over Steve, his shirt, his pants, and a decent portion of grass in between distressed yelps.
âGACK!â
âNEIGHBOR STEVE, ARE YOU IN DISTRESS?â
âGAAACKLEARGHSPLUH- DOWN boy, HEEL, thatâs a good- Antler Guy, what is this?!â
âI BELIEVE IT IS A HELLHOUND, NEIGHBOR STEVE.â
âGood grief, I didnât know they came this big andâŚ..andâŚ.. Guy?â
âYES NEIGHBOR STEVE?â
âIs he supposed to beâŚ..skinless?â
âYES NEIGHBOR STEVE. THIS VARIETY WAS BRED TO BE LAP DOGS. THEIR FLAME IS MOSTLY WITHOUT HEAT, AND THEY HAVE NO SKIN FOR THOSE WHO ARE ALLERGIC.â
ââŚâŚ.laPDOG?!â
âYES NEIGHBOR STEVE.â Antler Guy lays a hand on the hellhound, who tries to burrow further into Steve with little success. âHE APPEARS TO HAVE BEEN RECENTLY WEANED. IT WILL TAKE TIME FOR HIM TO GROW TO HIS FULL SIZE.â
ââŚâŚâ
âTHE SMALL BREEDS GROW MORE SLOWLY.â
A vile hissing emanates from the shed. (Mr. Manzo has long since fled for the safety of his kitchen.) As Steve attempts to calm the frantic hell-puppy, Antler Guy investigates. He reaches one long hand in behind the riding lawnmower andâŚ.. winces.
âNEIGHBOR STEVE?â
âYeah- Iâm right here, uh, doggie, not going anywhere- Guy?â
âI APPEAR TO HAVE ANâŚ. ATTACHMENT.â
Steve is awed at the tiny ball of white fluff attached to one long, thin finger. He didnât know that Antler Guyâs fingers COULD be bitten, much less by a tiny kitten.
Which is how Steve and Sharon got Clifford (âAww câmon Sharon, how could I pass that one up?â), and Antler Guy and Hellwife get Fluffy (âNEIGHBOR STEVE ASSURES ME IT IS A TRADITIONAL TITLE.â)
This might be the most amazing thing that ever crossed my tumblr dash
OMIGOSH Iâm in love.
I LOVE EVERY BIT OF THIS
This is like the stoplight post. It is Tumblr legend, and I feel I must reblog it for those fortunate few who get to experience it for the first time.
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#crueltyfree #skincare #curlyhair #haircare haulđ sunscreen is also #glutenfree & #vegan
shades of red â¤đâ¤đ⤠#lipstick #collection #red #makeup #aesthetic
super simple homemade energy bars!! these are cherry-date-almond bars (to be chilled & sliced). I also made cherry-date-chocolate-almond bars & apricot-date-almond-chia seed bars & mango-date-coconut flake-macadamia bars! the only ingredients used are what was listed! They are 1-1-1 ratio (1/2 cup each item) except chia seeds was about 1 tsp. blend them in a food processor, press into a ball, roll to a square, chill & cut. #driedfruit #nuts #cleaneating #healthyfood #energybars #homemade #recipe #howto #vegan #vegetarian #glutenfree
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