Tumgik
#beep beep its a txt
cherubytes · 7 months
Text
wait actually, i think that the most likely contender for v1's voice is literally just. morse code. it fits perfectly with its original purpose as a war machine, even if morse code isn't used as much in the military anymore.
21 notes · View notes
hearties-circus · 3 days
Text
I have a tamagotchi, I have turned on my tamagotchi, was this a good idea
2 notes · View notes
glitteratti · 3 months
Text
i have GOT to remember to bring reusable bags to wegmans. i literally only remember their bags don’t have HANDLES until i am in the parking lot
3 notes · View notes
fagoutboy · 4 months
Text
it is with a heavy heart i say. the new doctor who was bad
3 notes · View notes
toytulini · 8 months
Text
i do love my car it is the perfect car aside from the. imperfections and frequent problems,
#toy txt post#😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔#why is the flex pipe broken again! who is responsible.#anyway i know how this sounds but also im right. i just want a tiny little car like i have#but like for all the parts to be high quality and easy to replace. u know. but alas#after spending hours trawling past the seo listicles about 5 signs that my flex pipe is failing#looking desperately for the forums where i cannot understand anything theyre saying. it seems like#when the shop replaced the flexpipe previously they must not have used an OEM part and swapped it out for a cheaper part#and or. my engine mounts are failing? and or. exhaust hangar issue???#and the guy at the mechanic shop was like oh its like a design flaw with the cars that have flex pipes and the front wheel drive engines#that rock back and forth instead of side to side so they just wear out faster. but also it shouldnt wear out this fast. and its bc my car is#a shitty cheap little piece of shit. but also its bc something is wrong like this happens to plenty of other cars too that arent fiats#and im sure we'll look into it and shrig and get the flex pipe replaced and ill be like okay. can we replace it with a just straight pipe#that isnt flexing? no bc thatll lead to wear and tear destorying more expensive parts? ok. what about beefier mounts or more mounts to make#the engine chill out. no probably not bc it probably needs to move a little bit or else theyd find a way to make it stop moving. well okay#what if we take the engine out and fucking rotate it so that it rocks side to side instead?since all the car guys are waxing poetic about#that? no? thats not possible? i think it probably is possibly but what you mean is its not feasible or realistic and its not worth it and i#should just keep replacing this one piece or what the fuck ever.#mostly i think im just tired of how my parents treat my car now? i get it you hate it. please just accept the fact that you are going to#hate any car i have bc im not ever being the newest release of the pedestriancrusher3000 suv tank that beeps when someone is next to me#like i joke but literally it seems like all they want is for me to get a different bigger car. i dont want or need a bigger car.#we have been having this argument since i started learning to drive. no one who taught me to drive understands that bigger car=more anxious#cos im anxious about Different Things than they are. maybe i could have slightly better Visibility but at least i can see over my fucking#hood#anyway. i do wish i could get my exact car but with like higher quality materials/construction and like. as a plug in hybrid instead#electric sounds nice in theory but i dont think its for me just yet?#ive seen new electric fiats (which they arent selling here btw) (fuck you if you want a small new car lol)#car companies be like america? oh those fuckers only want the largest tanks we can legally allow on the road. and then the 3 of us american#folk that do actually want small cars are like hey uh. how do i get a small one. i know yall make them. ive seen it#and the companies are like oh we dont sell them to you. you only like big cars
2 notes · View notes
mythwoven · 8 months
Text
Sometimes it really is a girl vs every person in the grocery store
1 note · View note
vanillashusband · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS!? WE ARE. AUTISM BROTHERS
1 note · View note
lelianaslefthand · 9 months
Text
kinda want to play new vegas but im in the middle of dead money
Tumblr media
0 notes
ratdesk · 10 months
Text
pulled over 2 let an ambulance pass but then it stopped for the house Right in front of me along with 3 police cars....... ok 💔
1 note · View note
channoticedmeuwu · 10 months
Text
14:43 HRS | p — CHOI BEOMGYU × FEM!READER | g — crack, atsv!au, spiderman!gyu, spiderman!reader | w — minor character death (?), mention of drugs
🌐 https://www.urmom.com. . . . . ⁰🕸️ミ :::🤍)!!!
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
INSPIRED BY . . . SPIDERMAN : ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE !!
Tumblr media
“hey, kid, loving the cosplay— but can you get out?”
you shot your wrist at the ceiling and pulled yourself upside down to dangle, so you lay hanging like some spider. you eyed someone— a kid, probably about your age and dressed in the masculine version of your (custom made!!!) suit, holding their hands up and facing the slimey monster you were fighting. “damn,” you chuckled, pulling your back up to crawl on the ceiling, “i didn't know you could summon my lookalikes, villain I wish I knew the name of.”
“me neither,” your arch nemesis of the week responded, a tang of confusion in their own slime muffled voice, “i just thought you cloned yourself.”
“do I look like— nevermind.”
you had crawled up close enough to sling yourself in between your clone and mr. worship-my-calamity-causing-asshole, placing your hands on your hips, “dude, does it look like this town is big enough for the both of us?”
the spiderman you were frowning behind your mask at just tilted their head and shrugged. “i don't think it speaks,” the monster chimed in, before you shot a web at its mouth without glancing at it. ripples of slimey goo echoed in the room, causing a shudder to pass through your spine. “yeah, looks like it.”
then, it scoffed. “you're on my earth, girl.”
“your earth?” you laughed, “dude. are you high? take the kiddy costume off and go home.”
“if this was your earth,” the spiderman just sighed, throwing a beeping device at the monster, “you'd know that the slime cannot be shut up with your webs.”
you scoffed, turning around to face mr slimey, who had your web mouth muffler sliding down it's chin. “dude, he's perfectly silent—” before he blew up in your face. you blinked, turning around to the spiderman with twitching eyes.
“did you just kill him?”
“yeah, not your earth.”
“what the hell, dude!”
the spiderman pulled off his mask to wipe the slime that was covering the eyes, and you thought to yourself, “what the fuck?”
the dude was a god.
you blinked, eyeing him up and down, tingles in your head as he bent below to pick something up, his loose, overgrown hair falling before his eyes. and you shuddered, making him look up towards you. “like I said,” he cracked his fingers, a scowl on his features.
“I'm beomgyu, this earth's one and only spiderman.”
Tumblr media
txt — masterlist
A/N — sorry ik this sucks and its very radnom.... but spiderman!gyu 🥰🥰🥰🥰
148 notes · View notes
arcthebreeder · 2 months
Text
DMO: Digimon Military Operatives_42.TXT
I've come today with sad news, but let's not jump to the end.
Last weekend I went to a cafeteria with some friends and, tho the reunion was joyful and pleasant, my way back home wasn't.
While I was walking back from the train station, I found some people I forgot about, a group suited man and well dressed woman I sometimes saw along the soldiers last year, while I was walking, a little uncomfortable and on guard because I recognized these people, they changed their position to purposefully block my way, so I would have to pass through them, thing that I stupidly did, and once I got over the little crowd, my Digimon DOCK began beeping, a warning sign appeared and... A tsunami of purple cyborg-like child level looking Digimon came into us.
I thought these things wouldn't be a problem anymore, but it appears that I was wrong. MegaloGrowmon, Filmon, Canoweissmon and Canondramon got attacked by those things, the ambush was well done, I admit that, they reunited enough of those things so they could stop my digimon from flying away and attacking from the air. Just like the last time, even tho everyone was attacking with all their might, the amount of Digimon didn't appear to be less, so I had to throw the heavy weapons to the mix, Arcturusmon, Siriusmon, Kuzuhamon, Spinomon and Helloogarmon entered the fight.
Thanks to Helloogarmon's heat, the digimon that I'll start calling BEMmon (Bug Eyed Monster, due to its eye) from now on because I've found no information regarding this species so I doubt it is named.
Getting back on track, Helloogarmon's heat made BEMmon step back, which allowed Canoweissmon and MegaloGrowmon to take flight, and shoot the Meteor Lux and Atomic Blasters from the air, liberating some space for Filmon and Cannondramon to attack with the Grenade Storm and the Crimson Slash, meanwhile, Arcturusmon had a curious reaction to re encountering BEMmon, he was... Afraid. Not that I'd blame him, one of these things did hurt him badly in the past, but it's curious how deeply an emotional wound could be, affecting even the incarnation of the GRB itself, this fear however, did not last long, since Spinomon gave him some kind words to ease his dread, this worked very well, since just by closing its eyes and charging to the BEMmon using Black Death, Arcturusmon appeared to feel better.
When the BEMmon crowd finally looked like it had reduced its amount, a semi humanoid figure that I can best describe as a "grown up BEMmon" this digimon appears to be the evolution of BEMmon, apparently, this new "BEMmon Adult" is way more intelligent than its predecessor, once the strange figure was seen by my digimon, the team divided to manage the BEMmon and this Adult digimon at the same time, with Kuzuhamon, Canoweissmon and Arcturusmon taking charge of this things while Helloogarmon, Cannondramon, Spinomon, Filmon and MegaloGrowmon took charge of the BEMmon, this Adult BEMmon wasn't really a menace, however, its intelligence and adaptation capabilities were something else, easily dodging the Ura-Izuna, Gallia Fissure and Black Death my digimon threw at it.
Getting through my digimon, the Adult BEMmon took a BEMmon and threw it at Filmon, who shredded the little robot with the Crimson Slash, and then getting into a fight with the mysterious Adult level digimon, the Adult Digimon seems to be able to easily eat the data it attacks with its tail, Filmon, on the other side, can inject energy into the enemy, destroying it's data in the process, an attack called Lighting Stinger, an apparent evolution of Herissmon's Lighting Fur, while the battle between adults was taking place, everyone was getting rid of the few BEMmon that persisted on being a bother, however, this Adult digimon apparently gave an order to the BEMmon, since with a move of its tail, the BEMmon almost instinctively made a small pack and tried to attack Filmon, and then I knew where all of this was leading to.
My Digimon DOCK uses a sports watch as a housing of the Digimon Capture program, however, thanks to the modding I've done to the program for it to work properly on the watch and for me to have some life quality improvements, it works differently when a battle is taking place. When a normal Digimon DOCK enters a battle, it creates a window to the Digital World for the tamer to see a simplified version of the fight that's taking place, however, in my case, the watch creates a small replica of the Digital World, a kind of portal that leads to an artificial area and still is connected to my Digimon DOCK, the adult BEMmon was trying to escape to my DOCK's OS to either replace my digimon or destroy it.
As soon as I could I ordered everyone to charge into the digimon horde and more importantly, its leader. Siriusmon quickly charged to use the Breaquasar and ultimately destroy the digimon, however, since Filmon was there, we had to be careful, that's why I couldn't just send Arcturusmon and tell him to use the Black Confession, it would've killed Filmon too, so I ordered Helloogarmon to change into Soloogarmon, who, propelling itself and hurling the Vánagandr charged into the digimon, meanwhile Filmon kept it from entering the Digimon DOCK's OS, the adrenaline felt by Filmon must have been high, because it used an attack similar to the Giga Crimson Dive, one of the signature attacks of its perfect form, Stiffilmon, allowing Soloogarmon to attack and destroy this digimon, however, it was able to shoot a laser into the OS, something that could mean the destruction of not only my work, but more importantly, my team, since, if they didn't return to the Digimon DOCK, their data could be lost in the simulation of the Digital World, luckily, everyone got to enter.
Once I got home I evaluated the situation and transferred all my digimon to my PC, just in case something could happen to the OS. Once I entered the Digimon DOCK again, somehow, the OS was almost intact, I ran an analysis and no problems or viruses were found, however, after that day, I noticed that the confirmation button of my Digimon DOCK started acting weird, the laser must've affected the button so it would constantly give orders to the OS, this must've been a way to break my Digimon DOCK, however, I turned off the DOCK in prevention to this, so the system wouldn't overload with commands and it ended up killing my DOCK. The button is completely worn out at this point, so it's basically unusable, I've ordered a new (not cheap) set of buttons (because the minimum amount for an international order was 20 buttons) so the housing can be repaired, this will take a while tho, since the buttons will come in 1 to 2 weeks, the reparation will take like an hour or so, even less, probably less, this however means that I won't be able to carry my digimon with me until this problem gets solved, so my operations will be limited to my PC and MAYBE my phone, I hope I can get this thing solved ASAP, because I don't really like isn't my personal electronics for this, but anyways, I'll keep this up the best I can.
ATT: ARC
3 notes · View notes
inkstained-pages · 1 year
Text
bulletproof (sort of)
~ day 6 of daily txt drabbles ~
summary: yeonjun enters the warehouse of an enemy gang who's kidnapped soobin, intent on showing them how much of a mistake that was.
wc: 1,592
tags: angst, au - gangs, violence
relationships: yeonjun & soobin, yeonjun & everyone, soobin & everyone
+x+
“Well, well, well, look who finally showed up.” 
The light of the warehouse is dim, the only source of it being the shafts of sunlight that barely scrape their way through the holes in the dirt-encrusted windows. It’s midday and yet anyone would think it’s dusk if they were locked in here all day.
Yeonjun takes a step forward out of his hiding place, obviously discovered. He curses his luck; he’d hoped to sneak in without detection and escape unnoticed, but today just doesn’t seem to be his day. His hands twitch restlessly without his gun in its holster as he comes out with them up in surrender. 
The wretch of a man in front of him speaks again. “Not another step, or the pretty boy gets it.”
Yeonjun freezes, but not because of the words. In front of him, tied to a chair and gagged, is Soobin. His face is crusted with half-dried blood, his left eye is purple and swollen shut, and he only seems half-conscious. It’s all Yeonjun can do not to tear across the remaining space between them and stick his knife between the ribs of the person who’s currently holding a gun to Soobin’s head.
“What do you want, Park?” Yeonjun growls, eyes flicking between Soobin and said man behind him. He counts everyone in the room; himself, Soobin, Park, the guy pointing the gun at Soobin, two more lackeys on either side of him, and another two stationed on either side of the room. Outnumbered, and by a lot. He can only pray Taehyun and Kai get here in time.
Soobin doesn’t move, save for a slight twitch in his legs when he heard Yeonjun’s voice. Yeonjun can only hope that means he knows he’s here.
“That’s a supremely general question, don’t you think?” Park smiles, a vile thing, and steps into the light to let it glint off of his icy white hair and the large scar down his right cheek. Yeonjun fights not to roll his eyes. So dramatic. “But I think I know what you’re really asking. You want to know what I want in regards to Soobin here, huh?”
“No,” Yeonjun says, lowering his hands slowly and sticking them in his pockets like this is just a casual chat between friends. “I want to know what part of that idiotic brain of yours thought kidnapping one of mine and asking for a ransom was a good idea. You know how me and my gang work. You know the rumours. No one left alive, remember?”
Park raises a hand, and one of the men beside Soobin takes the butt of his gun and slams it into Soobin’s face. Soobin jerks to the side and lets out a choked whine, but doesn’t move much more than that. Yeonjun grinds his teeth together and fixes Park with what he hopes is his most menacing glare.
“I don’t think you’re in any position to be making threats, Yeonjun,” Park says, circling around Soobin’s chair. He grabs Soobin’s chin roughly and tugs it upwards, forcing his face in Yeonjun’s direction so Yeonjun can see the full extent of the damage.
It’s bad. Too many bruises to count, more blood than Yeonjun originally thought. His eyes are half-closed, but they widen slightly as Yeonjun makes eye contact with him.
“Hyung,” he gets out, the words barely a whisper and slurred together like he’s drunk. “What’re you doin’ here?” 
“I’m here for you silly,” Yeonjun says, hoping his tone is less tense than he thinks it is. Their situation is desperate.
“Yes, well, that’s all nice and good, but what hope do you have against all of us? You can’t possibly think you can take us all out, can you?” Park’s grin grows wider, and Yeonjun’s fists itch with the urge to smash his face in.
Before he can consider it, however, the one-use transmitter in his ear beeps, and Beomgyu’s voice comes through in a rush of static.
“ETA 30 seconds. Keep ‘em talking hyung, we’ll be there soon.”
The line goes dead, and Yeonjun almost grins. He doesn’t, because that would give them away, but he satisfies himself with a slight shift in position.
30, 29, 28.
“Of course I know I can’t beat you all.” He takes a cautious step forward.
25, 24, 23.
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” 
Park’s smile dims somewhat, and the men around him tighten their grip on their guns. Yeonjun can only pray he makes it to Soobin in time before they pull the trigger, and that the others make it in time before the both of them get riddled with bullets.
18, 17, 16.
“Then why are you here, if you’re so certain of your defeat?” Park asks, eyes narrow. He’s getting nervous, Yeonjun notes with no small measure of satisfaction. That’s good, let him squirm.
12, 11, 10.
“Oh, I didn’t say that.” Another step. “But I think you’ve forgotten something.”
8, 7, 6.
“Oh? And what’s that?”
3, 2, 1.
Yeonjun grins. “We never come alone.”
An explosion rattles the building, and the side of the warehouse shatters. Through the now gaping hole roars a motorcycle with two familiar passengers on board.
Yeonjun doesn’t spare the time to watch their maknaes work; as soon as the explosion sounds, he takes two giant sprinting steps and lunges toward Soobin. Both the explosion and his drastic movement seem to catch most everyone on guard, and he’s able to slam into the guy with the gun trained on Soobin and disarm him with a swipe of his arm and a fist to the neck.
The other two spring into action, but Yeonjun isn’t the most feared member of the most feared gang in Seoul for nothing. He ducks under an incoming swing and spins around, lifting his leg in an arch and slamming it down on one of the lackeys’ heads. The guy goes down without a fuss, leaving one left.
Yeonjun turns, his fists up and ready, only to see the other lackey lying on the ground with a bullet through his brain. Huh. Beomgyu must’ve gotten to him first. Sniper’s are good for that sort of thing.
With those two taken care of, Yeonjun’s attention immediately lands back on Soobin. He whirls around and sees the chair that had previously held his member on empty. His heart drops through the floor, and he frantically scans the room.
There! Park has Soobin in a chokehold and is dragging him towards the exit, but Soobin, despite his extensive injuries, keeps biting and kicking and thrashing about, making Park’s job very difficult. 
Yeonjun’s footsteps pound heavily as he races towards them, and he reaches down to his pant leg and brings out his trusty knife. He’s glad he listened to Taehyun and brought it.
“Soobin, drop!” He shouts, and Soobin goes down like a limp ragdoll, leaving Park to either drop him or go down with him. Park drops him, and Yeonjun is free to launch himself at the man.
He doesn’t even get a chance to scream before Yeonjun’s knife is in his neck and he’s a bloody mess on the floor.
Yeonjun doesn’t spare him a glance as he bleeds out, instead crouching next to Soobin and lifting him carefully into his arms.
“Hey, Soobinnie,” he says gently, using the glove of his free hand to wipe some of the blood off of Soobin’s face. “You with me?”
Soobin’s eyes crack open, and when he sees Yeonjun his split lips break into a tiny smile. “Hey hyung,” he croaks. “Knew you’d come f’r me. Kept tellin’ ‘em that, but they just-” he coughs- “hit me harder.”
“Shh, it’s okay Soobin, hyung’s got you. Don’t try to speak, you’ll wear yourself out.” Yeonjun smiles as Soobin nods. He looks up and spots Kai dispatching the last of the enemy, Taehyun just behind him. “Taehyun!” He calls. “Help me with Soobin!”
Taehyun swivels around, immediately sprinting towards them and falling to his knees beside them.
“How bad?” He asks, and Yeonjun can see him already cataloguing all the injuries. As their team medic, he’s always had an eye for the things the rest of them miss.
“Pretty bad, but everything looks superficial. Nothing a couple weeks in bed won’t fix.”
Taehyun nods, eyes bright with worry, and stands. “We need to get him back to home base before I can help. Park’s backup will be here any second and Beomgyu can only cover us for so long.”
“Alright, let’s head out.” Yeonjun puts his fingers to his mouth and shrieks a whistle. Kai’s head shoots up from where he’d been looking through the pockets of the downed enemy, and Beomgyu’s answering call echoes from the rafters. “Let’s move, boys!”
He lifts Soobin up in his arms, struggling a bit under the weight of their leader, but he gets his footing soon enough with Taehyun’s help.
Within a matter of seconds, the four of them are piled onto Kai’s motorcycle, a difficult feat, but nothing they haven’t done before. Kai sits in the front, driving, and Yeonjun sits behind him with Soobin in his lap, with Taehyun bringing up the rear for protection.
“Drive!” Yeonjun shouts, and they’re off. Beomgyu will meet them at the rendezvous like he always does, but he enjoys picking off the last of the stragglers before he leaves.
Soobin stirs weakly in Yeonjun’s arms as they speed out of the warehouse. “Yeonjun-hyung?” He whispers.
“Yeah, leader-nim? What is it?”
“‘M glad you came.”
Yeonjun smiles. “Always, Soobin. Always.”
6 notes · View notes
twohundredpower · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media
❱❱  : ( SEND “BEEP” FOR A RANDOM TEXT ) –  NO LONGER ACCEPTING
@dendrothecary​​ said:
↪                     Beep! - 5. An excited text
Tumblr media
[ TXT ] : dr baizhu dr baizhu!!! [ TXT ] : i finally got that prize i won from your pharmacy a while back!!
Lloyd then sent a photo of a bright red fidget spinner, currently sitting around his index finger.
[ TXT ] : i have no idea what it is but it spins super fast!! its really fun!  [ TXT ] : can you let me know if you have another contest? i wanna win one for zelos!
2 notes · View notes
kleinstar · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
SEND “BEEP” FOR A RANDOM TEXT FROM MY MUSE. (NOT ACCEPTING)
@qwincy sent: BEEP
> comforting text
Tumblr media
to: Quincy  from: Eiden
[txt] hey you keep leaving me on read but its okay!  [txt] whether its bc you can’t figure it out or  bc it’s too bothersome! it’s all ok!  [txt] i can teach you everything about modern stuff if you need to - so it can be less bothersome! [txt] since im here!! with you!!! and stuff [txt] that’s all!!! ill uh... pop by later [txt] if you dont mind....  (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵)
2 notes · View notes
robin-obsessed · 8 months
Note
Beep! Beep!
Your opinion and thoughts always matter!
I will be honest I had no idea she dances I will need to check her dancing out.
Yes it is the middle part of your first name. I will say I do also love your first name its really cute.
If anyone can make you do anything it is TXT. The whole Roblox collab is so random. How do we get Dior ambassadors and a collab with roblox all within 24 hrs of each other.
Sometimes when you already have stanned so many groups you just don't want to stan anyone anymore. TXT however is such an irresistible group. You can't not stan. I want to share who my ult is but I fear that might narrow done who I am.
Instead I can share this. You guys were talking about me in the chat. The reason I picked racecar has nothing to do with Beomgyu, Seventeen, or the Moa membership.
You are so cute! it is actually FAST food! get it?
If you were a race car driver and you were in a race and you passed the person that was in second place what place would you be in?
Zoom! Zoom!
🏎️
thank you 🥹🫶✨
when i say i deep dived 😭 she dances exceptionally well i must say. if memory serves, she used to be on a dance team based in Cali/Hawaii. she also was a military child ☝️
thank youu :> but since i’ve heard it all my life, i become desensitized to it </3
TXT really does have that power over me 🤧 honestly, no damn clue 😭 collaborations on two different sides of the scale 😭
i agree. i’m kinda already at that point 😭 like i’ve got my ult and a few groups i casually stan. all others must be listening exclusively or i fear i’ll be stretched too thin 🥲
ok, nothing to do with Beomgyu, SVT or the MOA membership…
i do get it 😩 it’s so obvious 😔
i’ll admit i read the chat BUT i thought my answer already because i knew first place was too easy. so if you pass the second place racer, you become second place ^^
0 notes
spiderstaff · 1 year
Note
beep!
SEND “BEEP” FOR A RANDOM TEXT (no longer accepting) 4. A late night text
TO: Indrid FROM: Kay
Tumblr media
[txt]: hey are u still awake [txt]: heeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyy indrid [txt]: im bored do u wanna hang out [txt]: i got a new video game its 2 players [txt]: can u help me beat the boss. if u want to
1 note · View note