thigh highs
Mikoto and Kuroko as Maids
The official character illustrations for Mikoto and Kuroko appeal to me due to a distinct art style, a little sharper, a little less soft, a bit more linear than cute girls get drawn. So yeah, I like the characters via the designs and the expressive images I’ve seen floating around. In much of the official [...]
Tamaki Kousaka 2 NSFW
This is probably the prettiest I’ve seen Tamaki in figure form. Figure makers do like them some Tamaki, and why not? She’s pretty and has a killer body. She does suffer a bit from a flood of really crappy figures. Here she’s comfortable, serene, and maybe slightly embarrassed, the tell the blush on her face [...]
Beat this Blade Narika
Summer is way too slow a time for figure collecting. Given the heat and the low melt point of PVC, there’s probably a good reason why July and August feel like all the figure companies went on vacation. Commerce happens year round, so it probably has nothing to do with that and I’m just linking [...]
What a Long Skirt, Akiha Shishido
Haven’t done this in a while, even though about three or four figures have come in since the last show and tell time. There was quite a bit of dust on the table where I usually do these things, a lot of dust for two months. Had her out of the box for a while [...]
Wait For It, Yoko
It was three, dark, quiet, and still. Yoko sighted a manimal climbing over the outer stone wall. She could have popped him off at any time, but she waited. The manimal landed on the ground and rolled into an area covered in shadow. The dust he kicked up hung in the moonlight for a long [...]
Nanjou Ran
I’m the forgotten one. The one lost in the forest. The one who goes to what everyone else wants to do, but always winds up going alone to something that I care about. Maybe I don’t ask well enough, or what interests me nobody else cares about, or I just gave up asking. I’m insulating [...]
Shana-chan Cafe Mode
As I have for the past twenty-seven days, I took a seat today in Shana’s station and ordered a chocolate milk shake. Everyone else in the cafe glances over and gives me a look. Ice clinks in glasses. Flatware gently clangs. A dull thrum of people talking. The walls are reddish-brown. I pretend not to [...]
