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aiweirdness · 1 year
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It had generated a complete reference with title, author, and everything. Completely fabricated.
It’s not a search engine, it’s a crappy imitation of one.
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buggachat · 2 years
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Part 118 of my bakery “enemies” au!
First / Prev / Next / All
Kofi
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trashart00 · 5 months
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She’s never seen someone lit from within (both figuratively and literally)
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Midnights Era submission for @theerasfestlovesquareversion (this was a lot of fun, thank you for organizing!)
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riacte · 4 months
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…. Thinking about how Renchanting/Treebark has an almost perfect separation of platonic/romantic in terms of tagging but it still gets mixed up. Like, they literally gave us the duo name. It’s called Renchanting. We didn’t make it up. It’s canon. It’s platonic.
On the other hand, Treebark was coined by a shipper and exclusively used for shipping and it was used in shipping circles and it has like three ship events attached to its name. Just because the fandom made it up doesn’t mean it’s a “platonic duo name” especially when said platonic duo name literally exists in canon.
Anyways begging people to search up Treebark in the fanlore page because that is a valuable resource instead of talking about Treebark in CCs chat, mistakenly thinking it’s the platonic name.
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devildom-moss · 9 months
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Modes
[the demon brothers and Solomon are chilling in the living room at the HoL]
Satan: I have two modes: calm bookworm and rage.
Asmo: Aw, Satan. You’re so much more than an angry nerd.
Satan: Yeah, yeah, I know. I meant mode as in most occurring - as in my most occurring settings are equal amounts rage and “nerd.”
Mammon: I bet 1000 Grimm I can guess which one you’re in now.
Beel: No.
Asmo, ignoring them: Ohh, I see~ So, like Levi’s two modes are probably otaku and autistic?
Levi: What?!
Satan: No, there’s probably a good deal of overlap between the two, and neither of those are things that he can ever stop being - well, maybe the otaku part.
Asmo: Can’t turn off autism, though.
Levi: Wait! Am I-?
Mammon: Ha, bro’s got peer-reviewed autism.
Solomon: Peer’s got bro-reviewed autism.
Asmo: Well, what about this: Lucifer has two modes: caring older brother and scary sadist?
Satan: That would require those two to occur at the same rate.
Lucifer: You're aware that I’m in the room, right?
[enter MC]
MC: Hey, what’d I miss?
Levi: MC, am I autistic?
MC: . . . actually, I . . . did not mean to enter this room. *immediately turns and walks away*
Mammon, yelling after them: But everyone's in this room, already!
MC, yelling back: I know. I’m going to Purgatory Hall!
Solomon: Well, I should probably head back. MC~ wait for me~!
Levi: . . . but-? Am I?
Lucifer: I’ll make an appointment with a doctor for you later - after Belphie wakes up from his nap.
Beel: I can move him off your lap and carry him to bed if he’s in your way.
Lucifer: I . . . didn’t say he was in the way.
Asmo: Awww, see, caring older brother mode.
Satan: That's an outlier, but sure.
Lucifer: I’m scheduling an appointment for you, too, Satan.
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vix-png · 6 months
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i blame discord
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haaappyy holidays guys!!!!!! (i say while clutching my head shamefully)
extra doodle under the cut lol
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rhanks for coming to my tedtalk
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mllenugget · 1 month
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Hey remember when Baghera adopted Dapper like 8 months ago or did I make that up ? ────────────────────────────────────────── Support all the admins that spoke out (& do your daily click) ──────────────────────────────────────────
#idk why on earth i gave baghera knuckles- when i say i turn my brain off when I draw i mean it#i only noticed it after i was done with the shading and it jumpscared me#got me stuttering in confusion i have never drawn anthro arms/wings this way these dont even look like feathers wtf me ??#..... sooo looks like ive got a new wa-cats type of fandom on my hands#as in i am still very emotionally attached to the memories i have from this no matter what i do itll keep coming back#but i havent read the books in several years nor do i plan to anymore and looking back i am so angry and disgusted#but also im still blown away by the creativity and the passion the fandom builds on its own#i wanted to go ahead and finish any art that ive been working on for the past almost year and decided this one would be the most fitting#i learnt last week that only the first 20 tags on an original post will show up in tumblr searches#and I think im going to take advantage of that#because i dont want to hype the server anymore and i have decided i will no longer be adding my watermark on top of my work#and i was going to refrain from tagging it because i dont want my related posts to show up#before remembering that some of my mutuals who ive been chatting to for years now#have these fandoms blacklisted#so im going to test it and hope it works#im still going to tag the characters i love though because i wanna show support to the actors and i wish them nothing but the best#baghera fanart#pomme fanart#dapper fanart#dappleduo#my art#mcyt#qsmp#fandom neg#tag this however you want#yap yap yap yap tlddr
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thinking about whether or not FL sheds his fluff
imagine its summer and after a long day of dealing with whatever crap goes down in their workplace while having to deal with the ridiculously high temperatures, reader just wants to cuddle with their beastly lover (who just so happens to be covered in 90% metal and would definitely feel cool to the touch) but as soon as they step into their house, they realise something. There is purple fluff on almost every surface of the house and not a few seconds later did the culprit come sprinting towards the reader, bringing them into a hug, delighted to see them after a long day. Reader reaches to pet FL’s fluff only to watch it fall out with the single light touch. At first they immediately retract their hand afraid that FL has contracted some sort of illness that causes hair (fluff?) loss. FL looks at reader questioningly, wondering why they aren’t giving him his usual pets. Reader tells FL to put them down and as soon as their feet touch the ground, they are booking it out of the house and back into the city to look for Zhongli. After finding the man, they explain the situation and Zhongli laughs, telling them that FL is simply shedding his fur to cope with the hotter weather recently. With this the reader lets out as sigh of relief and heads back hime just to find FL pouting, thinking that reader had abandoned him. Reader then apologises to him and exxplains what happened and the situation is then cleared up.
(Imagine reader collecting the fur and using it for some art project)
-Sleepy anon
sleepy anon, i LOVE the way your mind works
Foul Legacy immediately starts purring and nudging himself against you, getting soft purple fuzz all over your clothes- can you scritch him, please? it's scratchy! he shakes his head slightly and even more tufts of it fall out and drift onto the floor, and you just let out a single long sigh, opening the closet to fetch your broom. the next one to two hours are spent gathering every single bit of fluff that you can find, sweeping it off the floor and tables and random corners of your house- how it got on top of the bookcase of all things, you'll never know- and finally sitting Legacy down and giving his fur and hair a thorough brushing for good measure, clouds of lilac fur clinging to the comb and a very happy purring Abyss creature tilting his head this way and that so you get all the right areas. it takes until nightfall, and you're exhausted afterwards, but finally your house is clean and Legacy has shed all that excess fur, the ruff around his shoulders looking smaller but more manageable and Legacy looking very comfy and pleased with himself
so now you're left with a large bag of shed Abyss monster fur- what do you do with it?
well, the obvious answer is to make it into yarn and knit. not that you really need anything knitted right now, given the temperature and all, but it'll be nice once winter comes around again. you have enough Foul Legacy fluff to knit a few scarves, so the first one you make goes to none other than Legacy himself, who quickly wraps it around his neck with a delighted trill, cooing at the familiar texture and scent. he insists that you make a matching one for yourself- that way everyone knows that you're his and he's yours! the last one goes to Zhongli, who smiles warmly as he picks it up and asks what the material is. without missing a beat you just point at Legacy's fur, and have to bite your tongue to keep from wheezing when Zhongli snorts a laugh into his teacup
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sloyla · 1 month
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As a person who seriously watches miraculous for the plot, agreste family lore and sentimonster theory; a random guy who doesn't even know what a sentimonster is, saying things like "The sentimonster theory makes no sense." "If Adrien was a sentimonster he couldn't be Chat Noir because Gabriel would know." makes me SO mad.
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justafewsmallsteps · 9 months
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Inuyasha rare pair of your choice:: 29. A kiss ..."as a promise"
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There were many things Kikyou was forced to lock away during her life; so many feelings she had to bury deep within herself in order to fulfill her duty as the Keeper of the Shikon no Tama. There was no room for self-doubt or sorrow just as there was no allowance for real happiness or whimsy. 
Purity. It was her prison in life. 
But she was no longer alive. 
Walking the earth as a phantom, her partial soul confined to a clay body, Kikyou was no longer shackled to the expectations that had once weighed her down. In her death had been release. 
Freedom. 
All the freedom in the world to do as she pleased, act as she pleased, feel as she pleased. 
For the first time in her existence, she could experience the fullness of life as it had been denied to her before. But to live a normal life was as unattainable a wish as holding an ocean. All she could do now was throw herself into the waters, allow herself to bask in it without fear of drowning. (She was already dead, after all.) 
She was as much unbound to her duty as she was to the rest of society. 
Free to hate. 
Free to love.
Even her idea of love used to be confined to what was allowed. What was appropriate. A husband and children and domestic subservience. Those were society’s standards for a woman. A part of her stilled mourned the loss, but a greater part felt a great triumph to escape it. Now, Kikyou no longer cared for their rules or ethics, for their acceptance or respect. How fickle and selfish were their desires and affections. 
But she could be fickle and selfish too now. She abandoned propriety. She captured what life she could to sustain herself, threw herself into a revenge-fueled quest for justice, beckoned the half-demon to whom she almost gave her heart and left him without explanation. She didn’t need him as a lover anymore. She didn’t need any man. 
And so when it wasn’t a man who piqued her interest, Kikyou no longer buried the feeling, nor did she feel any shame. It wasn’t even difficult for her to wonder why the Wind Sorceress was so captivating to her. After all, she had an affinity for those who craved freedom as she did. A demon. An incarnation of her murderer. Being a woman was laughably inconsequential in comparison. 
And because Kikyou was free to do as she wished, she let herself lean into her curiosity without trepidation. 
For her part, Kagura had the power to animate the dead, but she had absolutely no control over the resurrected miko. Kikyou was an entirely different existence, and one that Kagura approached with caution. While Kikyou always made quick work of Naraku’s wasps, she allowed the Kagura to survey her without care. Why? 
It wasn’t out of fear. If she truly wanted to, the priestess was more than capable enough to overpower the demoness. All it would take was an arrow or two, at least to send her away. But she was able to get near enough, closer and closer until the sorceress practically sat in her shadow. 
(It was oddly reminiscent of another time and another love; a whole lifetime ago.) 
The conversations came with time. Two even-headed women with winter etched into their veins. It turned out they had more in common than they’d expected. A dislike of crowds, a low tolerance for foolishness, and a vice-like grip on their desire to be free. So it came as no surprise that their mutual attraction was largely fueled by an innate, burning streak of rebellion—a delicious defiance against the half-demon that threatened Kagura’s heart and desired Kikyou’s. 
Kikyou could give her affection and time to anyone she chose, and she chose what he saw as his servant. Not him. Never him. 
Their companionship was a secret. Hidden behind barriers and nightfall, Kikyou let herself give in to her own desires. Light grazes eventually had them wrapped up together, and it was under a moonless night that Kikyou stole the first kiss. 
It felt as scandalous as it did liberating—another part of herself that she’d stamped out awoke; rose from amongst the ashes she was formed by. And Kikyou laughed in the wake of its discovery. Oh, how she’d been so blind. All those days staring at the beautiful girls who got to dress up, and she had desperately believed that she wanted to be them. And certainly that was part of it, but it hadn’t been the full story, had it? So she kissed the Wind Sorceress again, and again, and when she felt Kagura relent and respond, it was a triumph. The fire of rebellion gave way to a different sort of heat—the spark of elation, the warmth of fondness—and they both ended up smiling. 
But their circumstances weren’t lost on either woman. 
“What does this mean for us?” Kagura asked, a hand on Kikyou’s hip. 
“Does it have to mean anything in particular?” 
The demoness smirked. “No.” Did she want it to? It was difficult to say. “But I will have to leave in the morning.” 
“What will you tell him?” 
“That I need to keep an eye on you more,” she replied deviously. “That I have no idea what you’re thinking or planning.” 
Another kiss. They were smart women, knowing how to manipulate and keep their secrets close. 
“So you’ll be back.” Kikyou said. A request more than a statement or question. 
“If he permits it,” she grated. It was the best she could do. Kagura was a caged bird, as Kikyou had once been. Even off to roam, she must return back to her keeper.
Gently, Kikyou traced Kagura’s cheek, studying the firestorm of resentment and defiance in her red eyes, so different from her own and yet like a mirror of their hearts. The priestess found herself drawn in by the color, eventually coming to hover over rouged lips. “I’ll destroy him,” she promised with quiet certainty. 
The romanticism of it pulled the sorceress in. In a hot breath she murmured, “I’ll let you,” before closing the gap between them. 
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suguwu · 2 years
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meet ugly with osamu where you're the health inspector for onigiri miya and you end up having to give the incredibly hot owner a citation
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tmascfaggot · 5 days
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would anyone be interested in a small 1 or 2 card tarot reading. like for free. i just like doing em and i'm out of practice. u can send me an ask (specify if u want it answered privately, pls) or a dm abt it! open to mutuals + followers. u can tell me abt a situation u want advice on or if u don't it'll just be a 'what does the universe want to tell me' bit
i'm working atm so i'll probably get to them later! just putting it out there now
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cherrytimemachine · 1 year
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There’s something about this panel in issue 51 that always stuck out to me, and you know what?
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It’s the mask mouth. He has a mouth opening on his mask.
This fucker is so determined to never take his mask off that he had a mouth opening put on it so he can drink while wearing it.
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bobahwrites · 3 months
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Another RP interest post!
Please be 18+(Preferably 21+)
Literate/Advanced/Novella. I will go off of you, but if you only give me one to two sentences, I won’t continue, sorry!
Please bring something to the table! Too many times I have been the one creating the plot and controlling where things go.
I would like to see how we mesh on tumblr first before I give out my discord :)
I am EST timezone! I work everyday until 4:30, so you can expect at least a reply from me a day!
FANDOMS I AM LOOKING FOR!
Avatar the Last Airbender(Looking for a Zuko or to write Zuko)
Avatar 1/2(Looking for Jake Sully or OC’s)
House of the dragon(Looking for Aegon II and can write Aemond)
TopGun: Maverick(Looking for Rooster or OC’s)
Bullet Train(Looking for Tangerine)
Call of Duty(Looking for Ghost, Price, Keegan or Konig. Can write either of these in return for you!)
ACOTAR(Looking for Azriel, Cassian or OC’s)
SpiderVerse(Looking for Miguel)
Just like this post or reach out! I will do my best to follow up!
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dozydawn · 8 months
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desperate to know the sample used for “7am: morning debrief” by windows88, featured in the shopping mall segment of the world trade center vaporwave mix...
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doctorcurdlejr · 3 months
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So funny to me when people make posts that talk about how horrific it is when people use the AO3 tags to chat instead of strictly for the purpose of tagging. It's human input metadata with no strict classification system or rules, perfect uniformity will never happen and useless stuff gets ignored anyways. In what way is it actively interfering with your ability to conduct a search?
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