nikki makes no sense


buffyverse + lyrics  |  Slayers + The Sharpest Lives

You’re the one that I need / I’m the one that you loathe

Future Diary + Name Allusions
  • Yukiteru Amano (First) - 
    • Jupiter, God of the Sky
  • Yuno Gasai (Second) - 
    • Juno, Goddess of Marriage and Childbirth
  • Takao Hiyama (Third) - 
    • Vulcan, God of Fires
  • Keigo Kurusu (Fourth) - 
    • Mercury, God of Commerce, Eloquence, Divination, Luck, Trickery, and Thieves
  • Reisuke Houjou (Fifth) - 
    • Ceres, Goddess of Agriculture and Motherly Love
  • Tsubaki Kasugano (Sixth) - 
    • Persephone, Goddess of Spring (Kidnapped by Hades/Pluto)
  • Marco Ikusaba and Ai Mikami (Seventh) - 
    • Mars, God of War, Destruction, and Masculinity, and Venus, Goddess of Love, Beauty, and Sexuality
  • Kamado Ueshita (Eighth) - 
    • Vesta, Goddess of Home, Hearth, and Family
  • Minene Uryū (Ninth) - 
    • Minerva, Goddess of Wisdom
  • Karyuudo Tsukishima (Tenth) - 
    • Diana, Goddess of the Hunt
  • John Bacchus (Eleventh) - 
    • Bacchus, God of Wine and Ecstasy (Lifeblood element and inspiration in nature)
  • Yomotsu Hirasaka (Twelfth) - 
    • Pluto, God of the Underworld (Also a reference to the slope descending into Yomi - Japanese underworld)
  • Aru Akise (x) - 
    • Apollo, God of the Prophecy, Healing, Light, and Knowledge
  • David: Okay, goodness lesson number one. You see someone drop their wallet. Nikki, drop your wallet.
  • Nikki: [drops wallet]
  • David: Now, what do you do?
  • Max: Excuse me, but I do believe you’ve dropped your wallet.
  • Nikki: Doesn’t look familiar to me.
  • Max: What? I just saw you drop it. Here.
  • Nikki: Nope, it’s not mine.
  • Max: It is yours. I’m trying to be a good person and return it to you.
  • Nikki: Return what to who?
  • Max: [facepalms and then shows the ID] Aren’t you Nikki?
  • Nikki: Yup.
  • Max: And this is your ID.
  • Nikki: Yup.
  • Max: I found this ID in this wallet. And if that’s the case, this must be your wallet.
  • Nikki: That makes sense to me.
  • Max: Then take it.
  • Nikki: That’s not my wallet.
  • David: NO! WRONG! Good people don’t rip each other’s arms off!

Because talent implies something innate. You were born able to draw and write and dance and sing. Then you’re Talented.

But skilled means you put hard work into developing it. I am a skilled dancer. Not a talented dancer. When I began to dance, I had no beat, no balance, no flexibility. I worked hard for years to beat those traits into my body.

The same holds true for writing and drawing. Sure I drew as a little kid, but I was crap at it. I was crap at it for a long time. I worked hard to be a good artist, i was developing a Skill.

I hated writing in the early years of elementary school. Despised it. My teachers and my family said I had no talent for it. Which was true. Now I’m writing a fanifiction that’s forty something thousand words long and still going and really isn’t half bad. People say I’m a talented author, when the truth is that I wrote crappy little stories in my spare time because I wanted to write things like the stories I loved.

So maybe some people do have talent. I probably had a bit of talent as an artist- But the work that goes in to making it good and polished and beautiful is Skill. I’m skilled. But not especially talented.

anonymous asked:

dysphoric reverie reminds me a looooot of yume nikki!! i was listenin to the old songs playlist and it came on and i was like "?????Whys there a yume nikki song playin here"

LMAO honestly that makes a lot of sense because i was REEEEALLY into yume nikki when i wrote that song, like that and .flow was literally all i drew fanart for lmao

I was just thinking something...

Nikki said Neth Bellins never happened because ya know her relationship with John being portrayed on TD. But here comes WWE and make this weird storyline about Tyson and Nikki and Nattie…

Yes because that makes any sense to Total Divas…


The year is 3058, and ‘earth’ is now known as 'paradise’. The flare is just an old myth, and no one quite knows how the world came to be. It’s only when a girl named Caroline – a young girl lost in the sea of Thomas’ bloodline – brings to light an old photograph of her supposed ancestor, and an ancient story to go along with it.

The boy, the maze, and the hero’s journey with a tainted happy ending.

Seems like windows/something of the sort showing creepy things in otherwise peaceful picture is becoming a recurring theme in my yume nikki arts

Inspired by the arrange of Poniko’s theme in the new Yume No Oto album, it’s so cute omg

I’m just going to call it now:

I think Bing Bong, Riley’s imaginary friend who happens to be a pink elephant that smells like/is cotton candy, will be the movie’s villain.


Disney has been favoring the idea lately, of making their villains “surprises” by making them look and come off as cute or handsome (Lotso, King Candy, Hans) so to throw the characters and audience equally off. Depending on how old Riley is, she may be hitting puberty soon and will be outgrowing the need for an imaginary friend.

And, well.. What imaginary friend would be okay and accepting of that?

Just a prediction. I could be totally wrong, but it would make sense to me. 

Denouement: A Casle Ficlet

While I’ve been working on the prompts people sent for the follower celebration, I finally figured out how to close out this little work that’s been sitting unfinished for forever. It’s essentially what I think the final scene of Castle could be, set sometime in the future. Enjoy. 

The anticipation has left him breathless, leaving behind nothing but nerves that make Rick’s skin feel like its going to crawl off his bones. Kate is almost annoyingly punctual with everything that she can control, habits ingrained from years of early mornings and weekends on call that often leave her canceling or delaying with other portions of her life. Punctuality is a trait he doesn’t share with his wife after years of needing to be on time for everything as a single father morphing into a man who is rather fluid about day to day life. So Kate running behind and leaving him stuck tracing letters in the dirt under his feet is almost comical.

Or maybe that’s the excitement. Or hysteria. Maybe in the massive amount of life milestones that have happened in the past week he’s finally lost it. It’d be about time for it, might even make this hazy day-dream life they’ve been living seem more real.

The early May breeze is warm, enough humidity hanging in the air to promise a sticky, hot summer, but cool enough that Castle is not quite desperate for the quiet of the Hamptons estate and the relaxation of an afternoon in the pool or lounging with a good book. No, that will come with the approaching holiday weekend, making itself known when the urge to evacuate the city they love strikes them both nearly in tandem.

As it is, he’s left sitting on a swing in the park that has shaped so very much of his adult life. Rick can’t remember how they decided that these swings were theirs, that every significant moment of their relationship needed to play out with them as a witness. It was unconsciously done, some general consent that this was their spot, the official physical manifestation of their transition from friends to lovers to life partners. And he isn’t a dumb man, he knows his wife, her love of symbolic gestures and mementos. So for Kate to ask him to meet her on their swings in the middle of a Wednesday afternoon in May….

Well, he’s breathless with anticipation, crackling with energy as he searches for a sign of her familiar form, lost in thoughts of the abrupt turns their life has taken. His daughter about to begin graduate work in England, his mother in a supporting role off-Broadway, his father-in-law spending three months working in International Law in Asia. It’s left Rick feeling off-kilter, at odds with his tiny and wonderful universe as it is turned upside down.

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