Migidoll FAQMigidoll FAQ5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
[last update: July, 2014]
This FAQ tries to give you a general overview for Migidoll dolls so there is just one basic question about Bjd's. If you want to learn more about Bjd's in general please visit Den of Angels for more information.
1. What are BJDs?
2. Where can I buy a Migidoll?
3. Why is it always saying ''sold out'' for the item I want to purchase?
4. Which heads does Migidoll sell?
5. Can I purchase a head with the original Migidoll face-up shown on the website?
6. Where can I get a body for my Migidoll head?
7. What are the measurements of the Migidoll SD body?
8. How do I order a Migidoll?
9. How much are the shipping costs?
10. How about the payment?
11. How can I contact Migi?
12. What is a A or B type?/ To which body does my A or B type MD head fit? (relevant for heads bought before February 2010
red red rosesi am not a goddessred red roses1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
nor do i
believe i wish to
i'd rather be a half-forgotten
or a girl with opium
eyes and a
who doesn't believe in
kisses demons with lips
that whisper poetry as artificial
as the mannequins in a
i want wings:
appendages stitched from
and the feathers you
can find on
the ground - dirty,
ripped, but still
and i would soar
higher and higher
and buy up
all the stars.
if i am being
i fall in love with
and wolf boys
much like the way a candle
melts; fast, hot, and dripping
wax down the side.
i just want to fit
between these ugly bones
and the too-tight skin
that stretches across them.
IraMorning.Ira1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I blink my eyes open, and the dim-yet-harsh light of reality filters in through my lashes – accompanied by pain, as always. Reality always looks a bit grainy somehow: fuzzy, low-res. Between that and the constant pain and the fucking weakness, it's a wonder I bother to unplug at all.
Not that I have much choice. I can't eat or sleep or take my pharms while I'm connected.
I tear open the thin foil wrap lying on my nightstand and plop two pills into the waiting glass of water. Even the fizzing hiss they make as they dissolve seems distant and unreal.
There was a time when I tried to focus through the blur, make sense of reality, remember the name of the faceless figure who makes sure there's a glass of water waiting on my nightstand each morning. That was a while ago. I just can't bring myself to care enough to try anymore.
The twin streams of bubbles go out, and I swallow the bitter water. I briefly consider breakfast, but every movement hurts and I don't want to g
Delinquent Girl and Glasses Boy chap 2Delinquent Girl and Glasses Boy chap 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 2: Why in this green planet didn't behave me?!?!?!!
“Let go of my hand!”
“I’ll let you go once we've reached class.”
Shakira just groaned. Sasaraki was gripping her hand so tightly she couldn't do move it. Every time she tried to escape from his hand, his grip became more tight. For the first time in her life there was someone that could drag her around like that. It made Shakira become even more irritated. She was starting to feel like she wasn't strong enough compared to him. She couldn’t believe it, a brat wearing glasses could fight a whole bunch of delinquents in only 20 minutes and he even smiled after he finished beating up the guys.
“I’ve got to find out more about this guy.” Thought Shakira to herself.
As soon as they both arrived to class, Shakira snapped her hands away from him. When she tried to start walking back, suddenly Sasaraki grabbed her hand back. He was so fast that it shocked her. She could under
Crave for ComfortLet my tears flow as I crave for comfort.Crave for Comfort1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lonely nights no more…
Hug me in silence, and listen to my cries.
To feel the warmth of another being…
Let me listen to the beating of our hearts as I bury my emotions within your flesh,
To remind me that each one of us shares just as many sorrow as each other…
DepressionI'm tired of being here,Depression11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
all locked up in my head.
Every day I hear a whisper,
and I'm closer to being dead.
Something taps me on the shoulder,
something I can't fight.
When it talks in that low voice,
my eyes are shut so tight.
Once it gets to a cetain point,
and I'm still sitting on the ground,
it tells me to do things,
I'm trying to ignore the sound.
Its voice is harsh and filled with confidence,
and I can hear a hint of sorrow.
Even when it's telling me,
I won't live to see tomorrow.
I don't know what to say,
and I don't know what to do.
I'm still hearing it now,
and I'm still suffering too.
I can't tell what its weakness is,
but I know I hear some lust.
I just have to get through this,
and have no one to trust.
soupsoup4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ashley Purdy was a simple man. Aged at only 27, he was in a band, know as black veil brides, or, that band with the really fit guys in it to me and you. He was the bassist, and loved his job even more than he loved himself, which was a lot. He loved his 2 dogs, Tokyo and killer. He loved his family and his friends. He adored every single one of his fans, or the BVB army as him and his band mates liked to call them. He had an addiction for bubblegum and hello kitty. Yes, strange, but adorable at the same time. Btu there was one thing about Ashley Purdy that annoyed everyone. His fans, his band mates, his family, his friends, and literally everyone who knew him.
He never talked.
Not to anyone. Yes, he sang his parts in his songs. Yes, he talked to strangers when they asked him questions. Yes, he even talked to himself sometimes. But when ever Andy or Jinxx or CC or Jake or anyone talked to him he wouldn't respond. He would try to communicate through shrugs and nods, shakes and thu
All I WantI want someone to talk toAll I Want1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
it may not sound like much
but its all I want of you
I want to never be alone
to never be forced to hear
the silent creaks of my home
I want someone to share with me
to give me the pieces of their day
through tiny conversations, and hearty stories
till there's nothing left to say
I want someone to stay with me
on those many cold nights
when the only thing that can keep me warm
are their sweet whispered delights
I want someone
it hardly matters who
to stick with me
and stay with me through
the transgressions of my days
the weaknesses of my soul
and share the same with me
make me feel whole
I want to someone to talk to
someone's whose hand I can clutch
All I want is a true friend
Surely that isn't too much
Are You Ready?Are You Ready?3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Korra x Bolin
"Are you ready?" she says taking a defensive stance. I nod, taking my own stance and count down from five.
"Four, three, two, one." She sends a disk flying at me, which I easily dodge. I send two in response, both of which nearly hit her. I laugh as she sends me a dirty look and two more disks. I easily maneuver around the first and throw my own disk to the other.
"You're still too flat-footed. Remember, light on your feet." I yell out to her. She gives me a curt nod and continues to try and hit me. I try to avoid throwing anything back at her to give her a chance, but that quickly loses its luster.
"You're not even trying!" she yells aggravated at me. "Come on, Bolin!" a clay disk wizzes past my head and she gives me a devious smirk. I laugh at her determination.
"Fine, fine. Let's play." We throw and dodge, trying, but not really trying to hit each other. Through all the barrages of clay disks, one manages to hit mehardright on my chest. I fall to the floor,
question7question73 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Is there really a normal or did society make that up to control 90% of the population with the standards?
If only you knew..I told you I liked you sometime ago;If only you knew..2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You told me you liked someone else as you didn't want to lead me on,
That didn't work though..
I still cry over you,
cut myself sometimes over you, wishing you were mine..
I shake when ever we speak. You take my word away and there replaced with fear
When your not here though I get depressed, not knowing a single word to say
Not just to you; anyone. I feel unsociable without you..
You ignore this though..
You love someone else and it makes me uncontrollably bleed from my heart..
and tears.. I wish one day you could see my pain..
Sometimes I wish you could actually feel my pain from someone else..
Running and running to you come to me.. Into my arms I would love to hold you close..
Telling you "Its okay.. I'm here.." Making you feel better..
This is just wishful
We used to be..We used to be so close? What happened..We used to be..2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I remember we used to be close and happy,
I told you I had a crush on you;
You didn't mind.. It all changed though..
Someone told you they loved you,
You missed them, and wanted them
I found out, you forgot..
Forgot to remember my feelings.
Things get awkward and heavy,
I hate it.. I miss the ways things used to be..
We would talk for hours and even though I was tired
I waited for you to say you were tired instead..
We would cuddle a lot and snuggle..
I thought for once in this damned cold world
I had a place in someone's heart..
Looks like I didn't.. I still don't
I just regret the falling, the tears, all of it.
Now I'm alone.. Contemplating whether to live..
Because now all I want..
Is things to be.. What they used to be..
Life ain't a fairytaleAngie took a sip from her cup and swung her legs. She was sitting in the window of an old barn at her friends, Chris's, place. Yes, a boy who could play guitar and lift heavy, heavy haystacks while looking gorgeous and having a great sense of humor at the same time. Sounds like a dream, doesn't it? Well, not for Angie. She looked to the horizon where the sun rising and took another sip. Yes, her dream was Leo. Now that was a guy. So charismatic, so smart, so handsome and with such a great taste in coffee and music. He was Angie's everything.Life ain't a fairytale1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You seem happy" Cheshire said as he leaned against one of the wooden pillars in the shadows. His red eyes and sharp grin where the only things visible in his slouched silhouette. Angie looked over her shoulder and smiled warmly.
"Mmm, yes. Very" she replied and took another sip.
"Can't imagine what that feels like. I seem to have forgotten"
"That's horrible. Life without joy is just... pointless!" she said.
He took a step closer
Got ya | Monkey D. Luffy x ReaderGot ya | Monkey D. Luffy x Reader7 months ago in Romance More Like This
You hummed to yourself quietly as you hopped your way over to the rest of the Straw Hat crew. The salty sea air blew against your soft features, making your hair fly wildly in each and every direction, blinding you every few seconds. It was a warm afternoon with no clouds in the orange/pink sky and the rocks you found yourself hopping on were in shapes and sizes you had never even imagined. The harsh, loud waves that crashed into them every once in a while caused your route to be a bit slippery. You were rather calm the first dozen yards or so, until the route became slightly thinner and had larger gaps than you'd bargained for. You suddenly came to a gap that was far to large to jump and the realization that you might fall and injure, or even kill yourself if you landed wrongly came to mind, making you freeze in your tracks and look down at your worn flip-flops which had no grip to them whatsoever.
“C'mon (F/n), we don't have all day!” Shouted Usopp, who had his hands cupp
Almost-GirlDead but with a beating heartAlmost-Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not a ghost but not alive
She's an almost-girl
Nearly, just not quite
Could you tell the difference
Should you gaze into her eyes
Can anyone see the resistance
Spoken words all lied
Made of glass and paper
Sewn together with rotten thread
Her stuffing is decayed
Slowly it will surface, someday she'll be dead
Label her broken, wasted
Wasted away is a dream come true
For an almost-girl
Who has a monster to attend to
The decay reaches her paper skin
At number sixteen point five
Her glass wings shatter, fluffy stuffing spills
Almost-girl won't be any more
Not nearly even quite
Your Metre Isn't my LitreWe are not cookie-cutter people.Your Metre Isn't my Litre7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
We don't all have the same
Minds and hearts and eyes -
There is no use trying
We are all different.
So stop comparing yourself
Who aren't cut from the same
Cutter as you.
We all think differently
And that's great.
And whether it's fate
Or something else
We are all created
Equal, but different.
And that's okay
But it makes comparison impossible -
So don't try
To measure the litres of your heart
Against the metres of someone else's
Some people can draw,
Some people can write,
Some can reason
And others can fight.
We all have a talent
And we all have separate minds -
What he finds
And that's okay -
It doesn't make x
Any better than y.
And for the love of above,
Don't measure yourself
Just because you didn't get
It doesn't take
Your brilliance away.
BrainwashedBrainwashed3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Bolin, what's wrong with you today!?" I yell out as he gets knocked into zone 3. He's off today, too distracted again. I get knocked into zone 2 while my mind wanders and I'm soon joined by Korra. She shoots me a questioning look, but I just shake it off. While the other team continues to try to knock us back, I notice they're trying to aim past me more than at me. I also notice that Bolin hasn't been throwing anything either.
"Bo?" I call out to him. We lock eyes and I can see all the self-control he tried to hold onto, fade away. Eyes full of fear turn into eyes full of malice and he launches a disk at me, one I barely dodge. I stare incredulously at him as he continues to attack me with a barrage of clay disks.
"What's this? It seems Bolin is going against his own team! What is the Fire Ferret doing and how will his teammates stop him?" the announcer booms in his microphone.
"Bolin!" Korra calls out, still trying to hold her own against the opposing team. When he hears her voice, h