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pluviophile-imagines · 2 years

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This is super random so feel free to ignore but

I was watching Blue Lock (with my sis bc we do that) and I couldn't not just point at the screen and excitedly call "Gagamaru!" whenever he showed up. I looked like a mad woman and i had to explain the reason to her and she laughed at me!! and so i blame you /pos /nm /nsrs

I read one (1) of your drabbles of him and it got me like this, we are 2 episodes in and i dont even know the dude! T-T why must i be like this /pos

i had to sent this again bc tumblr hates me :sobs:

My influence 😈 goooooood this is good this is what I want 😈

But fr I hope u and ur sister enjoy it!!! The story’s so fun n all the chars r neat, and the animation is absolutely stunning I’ve been blown away

#ask.🌧#dantaku #ALSO TUMBLR DOESNT HATE U #IM JUST A DUMBASS #I DRAFTED INSTEAD OF POSTING 😭😭😭#I’m sorry thank u for sending it again 😭😭😭

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threepoint14art · 4 months

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Feliz cumpleaños a mi chamaca Avani, es un oc de fnafhs perdon se que tengo muchos no me maten- es nightmare balloon boy T_T

ehm pinche chamaca se graduó muy temprano por ser "prodigio" y ahora tiene trabajo y esta estudiando y se me va a morir si le sigue asi

En teoría su cumple es mañana pero mañana es lunes y no he de tener tiempo para hacer nada ToT

#πa art #fnafhs au #fnafhs oc #she is very silly shes so stupid its insane #she studies medicine AND has a job like this girl doesnt sleep and doesnt do like- anything #shaking her have free time for once i hate you #anyways yeah sorry to oc post so sorry nail me to the cross #i trust u tumblr #ur nice to me i trust u #also shes an asian ladybeetle AKA the “evil” version of ladybugs #hence why shes nightmare bb since normal bb (loon) is a slob good for nothing dumbass and also a ladybug #avani

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mysicklove · 7 months

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Yep you are right. Once you get around 3-4k followers hate anons are wayyyy moree frequent. Take it from someone who deleted their account when I hit 3.5k from all the hate. Its sad, and many writers get them. Just know, you arent doing anything wrong Mello! Xoxo

NOOOOOOO IM TOO YOUNG AND HOT TO GET HATE

#💌 - love letters #secret admirer #NOOOOOOO #jokes aside that is such bullshit wth #im sorry anon u experienced that #i can write a whole essay on how stupid tumblr hate is #we are all weird #your opinion doesnt hold value to me because you are also in the same boat as me #weird #LMAOOO

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ekuns · 9 months

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yknow what since i usually only ever do stuff like this on twitter im gonna do it here for once. give me characters to doodle. it will be in puyopuyo art style.

#mutual or not it doesnt matter as long as u are follow.#twitter has been imploding for months so i should try to get used to posting in other places again #rii rambles #also bleuuugh i got the tumblr sidebar update finally. hate it

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cartoonrival · 1 year

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actually i lied popular ships i dont like are anything with amy especially surgamy sorry ..... its because im an aroace amy truther and i think its sus when ships with zero canon support are somehow extremely popular. not to be like “this fandom is obsessed with shipping” cause i think ppl like that are lowkey annoying but like come on. you can just not ship them with anyone . and i dont think surge would have a crush on amy i htink shed think amys kind of a stick in the mud and find her psychoanalysis really infuriating because surge has problems she doesnt like people pointing out

#txt157 #i know theres like 2 panels where amy looks at blaze lovingly etc i dont care . isnt for me sorry.#also ik the character ages have been #officially kiboshed so it matters less now but i did think it was weird that people against the s0namy age gap would turn around and ship #her with blaze #AGAIN IT REALLY DOESNT MATTER ITS SO INCONSEQUENTIAL IM NOT SAYING IF U SHIP AMY N BLAZE UR A BAD OERSON #like i dont care. just an observation.#sth #i dont like s0namy either but thats kind of a given. and its not really even that popular on tumblr #NONE OF THIS IS INTENDED TO COME OFF AS REAL HATE I GEN DONT CARE IM JUST BLUNT

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farolero-posting · 1 year

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Write Your Own Path Forward - chapter 3

Chapter summary:

We catch up with the current state of the world. Someone is questioning the existence of ghosts, someone is fighting sleep and someone is trying to solve a mystery.

Words: 2,095

Read chapter 1: On Tumblr / On AO3

(full chapter below the cut)

A robot can do any task given to it, with enough time and information at its disposal, and the Entity had plenty of both things.

It wasn’t sure where to start this time, however. When it didn’t have a connection to rely on, there was no set course for where or what it should be focusing on. It had not been programmed with that possibility in mind. Or if it was, it couldn’t do it with ease

[I was also not programmed to be broken. I did this to myself], it remarked to itself, as it looked for lines that needed fixing.

[...]

[Niko wouldn’t like me to say that…]

[The best I can do is fix myself, and that is all I can do.]

The World Machine’s attention was set in the Refuge. The center of this world.

It worked at a slow pace, at first. The city was overwhelmingly big and detailed, and every corrupted element required a specific fix that would match the original content. It needed to find the specific corrupted bits, and reconstruct them into something that resembled what used to be in that place. It had an extensive database to pull from, which made the task arduous. Thankfully. usually some fragments of each element remained intact, and the surrounding information could give it the context needed to fill in the blanks,

There was a catwalk missing in the apartments to the south west of the city. Three poles on the ground level, by the computer repair shop. A set of stairs next to one of the schools.

A robot guarding the path to the apartment buildings in one of the alleys between buildings. A robot standing in front of a drugstore. A robot lying next to one of the lanterns that had started leaking, depowered due to its missing parts. All of them required the same resources, and providing those was not a difficult task.

Would they notice the difference? The Entity hoped they didn’t. At the very least, every inch of them was created from what the World Machine had already stored, their parts could be copied and repurposed without issue.

It wondered if any ghost’s lingered inside those robots, too.

Cedric walked inside his apartment, leaving the key next to the door, on a small table.

“After all this time… We made it here.” He held the door as his siblings walked inside.

Rue walked past the boy’s legs and climbed up to one of the free seats, curling up on it, while Prototype closed the door behind him and sat on the chair closest to the bookshelf. There were piles of blueprints in it, as well as a few books with clovers on the cover. Cedric took off his hat and left it on the hanger on the door, sighing in relief. His toolbox now weighed on him. He supposed he should drop it by the laboratories when he had more energy, but the only thing he currently looked forward to was getting some well deserved rest.

Tea would be nice as well. He turned his head towards the door, considering the idea.

“Cedric?”

“Yes, Rue?”

“You should sit down with us. You must be tired.” Rue leaned her head to her right, pointing towards the yellow sofa next to her. “Do you want to sleep or would you rather do something else first?”

The boy repressed a yawn,

“I… think I would like some tea first.” He took off his goggles, blinking hard in an attempt to find strength. “I also… wanted to tell you about a conversation I had. At the office computer terminal.”

“It seems you tried it sooner than I anticipated,” Proto stated. “Did you succeed?”

“Yes, I did. I thought it wouldn’t work out at first, and I had to wait for quite some time, but I got a response.”

“Hold on, does this mean you managed to contact the World Machine?” Rue asked, perking up her ears. “That’s wonderful news. I’m quite impressed you managed to do it.”

“Thanks? According to my father, computers were its usual way of communicating, and that computer was used by Niko before, so I guessed this had a chance of working. These computers aren’t… powered by normal means, however.” —He yawned again—. “I’m just glad I managed to find a way around that issue.”

“And… how are they doing?” the fox inquired.

“I offered our help to the Entity. We didn’t speak for long, and I wasn’t asked to do anything else for the moment. They just said they needed to handle the remaining squares and focus on that. They did ask about you two, I said you were busy but willing to help too.”

“You can count on us for that.” Rue confirmed, while Proto nodded.

“We walked around the Refuge while you were working. We helped some of the evacuees from the cafe to get back to their apartments.” Proto walked to one of the shelves and inspected the contents. “It appears that the residents are adjusting quickly. The return of the sun has… increased the chances of this positive outcome, it is likely this state will continue, depending on a few other factors...” He grabbed a box with a faded label.

“We also saw a few people preparing to celebrate too. I guess it’s a relief to finally see the sun again. I sure like it myself.”

“M-hmmm” Cedric nodded along, his eyes tightly pressed as he did it. “This is good news, then.” He yawned. “I wish we could go watch that, but I’m… barely awake at the moment.”

“Cedric, do you still want tea?” Proto’s head was directed at his brother, while his eye gazed at the door. “I can go to the communal space and make some. I assume you would like that.”

“I very much would, thank you. I should change my clothes while you go do that.”

The robot nodded, opening the door.

“I’m leaving too.” Rue leaped onto the floor, stepping out of the room.

“We’ll be right back.” He stepped out of the apartment, disappearing from sight.

The common dining rooms were down the hall, as the pair walked, Rue resumed the conversation.

“So, what do you think?” asked the fox. “About… the World Machine.”

“I cannot say for sure. What the Entity does now is its own choice. But I cannot predict what choices it will make. Cedric’s input is likely to result favorably for all of us.”

They opened the door to find a mostly empty room, aside from one resident sleeping with an empty cup next to them.

“I personally think that things may take some time to settle for them… This was… abrupt. I think we all still see some of the scars,” Rue spoke, standing on one of the stools. “It needs time to process some things, but I stay hopeful.”

Prototype filled a kettle with water and leaves, and left it on one of the burners. “How do you think the other regions are doing? I didn’t get to see the Glen, but Cedric said the islands were full of anomalies.”

“I… just saw the city streets, I think I know even less than you. The squares were very aggressive and the city is supposed to be better equipped to handle them. I think… the Glen still needs to recover. Not just from the squares, but also some of the flooding issues, though that’s been an issue for a long time. Maybe I could visit soon. I want to see a few people over there.”

Prototype nodded, while he took out one of the trays, setting a saucer and a teacup on it. “Rue, I think I should visit the Barrens.”

“I think that’s a good idea, but what’s your reasoning?”

“We don’t know how the anomalies spread around that region, besides the one station I was at. I also suspect it may be needed.”

“Does it have to do with the World Machine?”

“Kind of. I think the head engineer has reasons to… question the nature of the world. We are not sure how the Entity will handle that sort of information. They’re tamed and seem more stable but this instance could create some instability it may not be ready to handle yet.”

The kettle whistled, cuing Prototype to take it out of the burner and pour a cup.

“You could talk to it, you know.” Rue tilted her head to the side, winking. “We all should, actually. We’re all that we have. It will probably seek us as time goes by.”

“Maybe.”

Many strange things had happened during the last few hours, and being abruptly sent back on the lookout point next to her home didn’t help to solve any of Silver’s questions.

Her best guess was that she was moved somewhere as the squares took over, and this same action was then repeated to bring her back to a safer location in the Barrens. The mechanism for such a process to occur was unknown, however. Her only clue was that the messiah had suggested the involvement of a machine “remembering” her code.

A World Machine, they called it.

Her thoughts on the matter were fuzzy at best. Her first hand experience suggested the actions of a being, one who took her from the squares, restored her damage, and then let her go. One of the suggested solutions to this motivation was that the deity who guided Niko was responsible for moving Silver from the dark room back to the lookout point, but Niko’s words seemed to imply that their god was not the one causing such changes, so it meant it had to be something —someone— else. The World Machine was a term she had to look further into, in order to figure out how it fit into this thread of events, so she added it to her pending tasks.

But that wasn’t the only odd part about the last hours. There were other bits of information that seemed out of place. Niko had carried a journal with a clover on the cover, just like the ones his friend used to write. The journal, however, was written in an indecipherable language, and had glowing yellow phosphor, which was a rare material. The child had stated seeing a drawing of the room, and upon sharing it with her, she noticed it was from a top-down perspective.

Just like the video feeds in the observation terminals inside the mines. She doubted she could access the area in its current state, and she was not eager to test her luck inside just yet. There were bigger matters to attend to, for the moment.

She had arrived just in time to see the Sun lit up at the top of the Tower once again. The sun beams poured all over the barren land around her, and her visual sensors took a few moments to adjust to the shift in lighting. The metallic sand shone in a stronger shade of blue, with a few small faint blue sparks of phosphor. The buildings ahead of her cast a shadow behind them. casting a sharp silhouette over the ground.

She had memories of the time before the sun was gone, though she couldn’t reproduce those images to compare, and so this experience was completely new to her.

It felt good.

She had said that the sun wouldn't fix everything, and perhaps that wasn’t necessarily wrong, but she was willing to believe that its presence would make any future attempts at solving those problems easier. They had a reliable source of energy for batteries, and means to store the light that reached them. It was likely that people would try to move back to the area to resume work on it, and make the repairs that were needed long ago. Of course, this was a long journey and she first needed to report back to the Refuge about what was left of the Barrens. Silver was in a clear area, but she had to check around to be certain.

As she walked around the area, she noticed the presence of distant squares. Of course that problem would not be solved as easily.

And then she noticed how a cluster of them faded away, clearing the entrance to a tool storage facility. The anomaly had never behaved in such a way.

What was behind this development? She needed to investigate it along with everything else.

But… that could wait. She had work to do first.

And a bright day to light up the mood.

#oneshot game #the world machine #cedric #rue #prototype #silver #fic #my writing #oneshot entity #i kinda hate tumblr doesnt have a lot of ways to add divisions between scenes that are accessible but oh well #this shall do #hmmmmmm thoughts on this chapter #i am scared of expanding and trying to write more voices but also i kinda need to show what's up with the solstice trio at the very least #and show some reasoning for potential future actions #I plan to make most characters show up at some point #this will all depend on how the story runs its course #i like writing all of these characters #a bit of a spoiler if u read this far: this first arc is gonna be centered around taming itself. robots and being Alive #but the other two big themes i wanna cover are grief and filling up expectations and then giving symbolic meaning to oneself #so. yeah. if i can't cover that in fic trust me i will write some unorganized essay #or yell about it over discord

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muirneach · 11 months

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can i just say. u are all outraged over nothing, re: social media. like especially discord. all they did was change the usernames like it’s not great but nothing else is different it does not impact literally anything. also i don’t really have any issues with tumblr atm like it’s simply not as deep as u are all making it out to be. absolute case of making up a guy to be mad at

#saw a post thats like ‘discord is algorithmic now’ girl just because thats the current thing to hate doesnt mean theyre doing it #its four numbers who cares god bless #also sucks to suck if u have to snooze tumblr live or whatever but its not even available in canada #the autoplay ads are annoying but for me they last like a few days and then they go away again so again. idc #idk and the talk of the boycott or whatever is so fucking funny literally nothing is coming of that lmfaooo

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bleachposting · 1 year

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okay i want a mainline Pokémon game where the ‘end of the world’ plot scenario is actually the work of the legendaries. i want the final boss plot battle to be the protag taking on the legendary pokemon and the legendary understanding the protag’s feelings and choosing not to destroy humanity. i want the legendary to be telepathic and as spiteful of the human race as mewtwo. i want the legendary to be the party that’s critical of humanity and will take any means to destroy it. i want the bad guys to genuinely be a criminal organisation that all the npcs are theorising have a ‘weather machine’ theyre using to bring on the end through catastrophic weather but when you face their final boss and discover the extreme weather doesnt stop after defeating them, they go ‘wait we just steal Pokémon. Us stealing all those castform, or other weather-based original Pokémon for the series, that was purely coincidence.’ i want one of the rivals to be the other playable character and also catch the opposing legendary, also through bonding to do their best to save humanity, to battle you with their legendary just before you face the elite four. and i want the champion to join you on uncovering the catastrophic weather, see your development and look forward to battling you with that respect in mind. I want another genuinely sketchy rival like silver, who is nasty for the sake of being nasty. and additionally, I’d make it seasonal to encourage longer gameplay engagement (# bw supremacy). imagine the possibilities this could open up in choosing your characters dialogue. the possibilities of locking certain Pokémon to in-game weather events. this is the next Pokémon game I want.