Migidoll FAQMigidoll FAQ6 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
IraMorning.Ira2 years 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
All I WantI want someone to talk toAll I Want2 years 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
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.
Crave for ComfortLet my tears flow as I crave for comfort.Crave for Comfort2 years 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…
If only you knew..I told you I liked you sometime ago;If only you knew..3 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
Got ya | Monkey D. Luffy x ReaderGot ya | Monkey D. Luffy x Reader10 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
We used to be..We used to be so close? What happened..We used to be..3 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..
BrainwashedBrainwashed4 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
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
Bleach: Iron Fist Ch.2Bleach: Iron Fist Ch.24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Read and Comment PLZ!
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE BLEACH OR TEKKEN CHARACTERS!
Summary-When Orihime and Tatsuki, accept an invitation to the King Of Iron Fist 6 they decide to go to figure out why they were invited , and who sent them. There will be new allies, there will be new enemies, and a new adventure will soon take place.
Setting:Takes place during the 17 months when Ichigo looses his powers.
A/N- sorry I'm not really good with Japanese foods. if ya know some let me know cuz all i know are "bento" and "Bean paste" or i should try google-ing it. Sorry for the long wait well here ya' go enjoy.
Chapter2- The Eventful Walk
"Hm." Inoue wondered out loud as she walked down past several stores, to the bakery. "I wonder if Tatsuki wants some Bean paste too." Inoue's thought were interrupted by a crashin
Your Metre Isn't my LitreWe are not cookie-cutter people.Your Metre Isn't my Litre10 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.
Ata Interview Transcript.Ata Interview Transcript.3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with Endling
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is *thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview `Endling, an incredibly talented comic artist and creator of many of your favorite series on deviantART.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, Endling.
Hey all you folks there in AtAChat! Go ahead and start posting questions now.
Thanks for having me Fluff!
I warn everyone I'm on my second triple espresso coffee of the day. If my answers are incoherent and/or jittery you'll know why. I'M WIRED TO GO.
*RedVenture asks "How did you get started doing art, Endling?"
When I was little, my dad would bring home paper from his job. He worked with computers and stuff and often had tons of it lying around, so I'd make use of it and draw. (With his permission. Occasionally.) After a while he noticed I had a habit of doing this. Usually robot caterpillars. I'm not kidding
Inside the Drawer (Part Three)When I woke up the next morning he was still there, sleeping next to me. A peaceful look on his face and a little bit of drool coming out of his mouth.Inside the Drawer (Part Three)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the state I was in, I still couldn't seem to recall his death and wondered what his parents thought he was up to at the moment.
I slipped past him and walked sleepily to the bathroom. I stood there staring blankly at myself brushing my teeth when a thought came to me.
Wasn't he supposed to be dead?
I felt a weight on my shoulders and the breath was knocked out of me. I spit the toothpaste out of my mouth and washed the excess parts of it off my mouth and chin.
I stayed close to the wall as I walked with legs that felt like jelly over to my room.
I slowly pushed my door open, my heart thumping in my chest, a lump in my throat. But from the angle I was in, I couldn't see my bed.
With shaky steps I proceeded further my room. I could already feel the adrenaline being pumped into my system as I peeked over the corner.
But I couldn't see h
Inside The Drawer (Part One)i am a nobody or rather just another human creature, living in this strange and rather large land that we like to call Earth. It might even go by a different name or it might even hate all the names we came up for it. But we don’t really seem to care about what it thinks, cause that’s how we are. Only caring about how we feel and maybe what the small circle of people we call family and friends think.Inside The Drawer (Part One)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As a nobody, people tend to give me labels, calling me weird, strange, funny and different. But to me, I’m normal, just another face in this large crowd.
I like being this way, being hidden. I don’t try to stand out, to speak out. I like to simply watch, to be an observer to the world around me. Not many people would agree with me, being the way i am. “Go out there” They’d say, “Paint the Town Red”
But since I’d rather not paint anything but my nails, I’d shake my head at them and continue rambling with myself in my head.
red red rosesi am not a goddessred red roses2 years 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.
Delinquent Girl and Glasses Boy chap 2Delinquent Girl and Glasses Boy chap 23 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
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