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I actually will cry if someone does not hold my hand right now so here I'll take yours

Wow everyone is going through it. Hold my hand

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UH WHAT

UH...... WHAT.........

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where tf did all these pornbots come from suddenly

I means, I knew they already existed before I just got a sudden burst influx of pornbot followers

I need an adult help

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PSA for Ao3 Users:

Be sure to check the URL before clicking on any site to go to Ao3. I noticed today when I searched via Google Chrome that there is a false Ao3 site that comes up as the first result.

It says archiveofour.net

When you go to it, it looks EXACTLY like Ao3, but it is NOT.

When I curiously tapped the search bar, a pop-up opened to direct me elsewhere. I believe this to be a spoof site for the purpose of either phishing or possibly hijacking PCs for mining bitcoin or some other malicious purpose.

I could be wrong. Perhaps it's a proxy site- but the fact that it redirected me to yet another suspicious-looking URL is alarming.

I let a few friends know, but it doesn't appear on every browser. @plague-of-insomnia mentioned using CC and Safari, and it didn't appear for them.

Ya'll be careful, and remember to always check the URL! At first glance, this spoof site is very convincing. If I had been half asleep, I may not have noticed it was different.

Please reblog to make your friends and other fic writers and readers aware!

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You're asexual? But...

“but sex is what makes us human!”

  in 1916 a French officer in his twenties writes his

doctoral dissertation under

heavy mortar fire.

he sends it by mail, a page

at a time, to his wife.

a week before he’s to step up to the podium and

defend his work rather than hiscountry

he is killed in action.

even as the bullets rip

through him he still wishes he could have become a professor

in French literature and

the university awards him a posthumous Ph.D.

sex is

  a woman breaks down in tears on the phone because

a week is not enough time to

get over a breakup.

her sister drives an hour across town,

comes up the front steps with

a gallon of ice cream and somebeer

and together they eat moose tracks and marathon

every

single

Godzilla movie

ever made.

  sex is

she’s late for work but her car isn’t

starting and even through her coat and hat she’s cold.

she knows she can’t be late again because she’s missed

one time too many already because her

father’s nurse was sick with the flu and someone

needed to help him bathe.

the clock ticks past fifteen after and she hits

the wheel like it’s a heavy bag as though that will help

steps on the gas like the car will go

and wonders how she will pay rent

and how she will feed her father.

sex is

  it takes three people to hold the predator down because

even with the cover over his head

a bleeding eye and shattered wing

he is trying to hurt them.

none of them have seen this bird before in their lives but

they bandage his wing and head and give him a painkiller and

put him in a warm place to sleep and heal because

it is right.

at first he is paralyzed and cannot

fly but soon he is taking steps

and then fluttering, and then soaring, and

six months later he is whole and healed and hunting.

once he is gone they never see him again

which means they’ve done their jobs right.

sex is

  in 1969 a girl watches grey-and-white footage on her parents’ tiny television and

can’t quite believe that what she is seeing is not a movie set but

another planet.

the men on the screen look a little like

aliens with bulbous heads and no faces and fat

marshmallow arms

but they are still men.

her mother puffs on a cigarette behind her and declares that

this is progress

even if it was just a small step.

the girl grows up to be not an astronaut but a secretary

and her boss calls her ‘sweetheart’.

but sex is

  a boy is taught that real men don’t cry so

he doesn’t.

when his best friend dies from a self-inflicted

gunshot wound, he locks himself

in the shower every day and sobs under scalding

water until it runs cold

so nobody will see him grieving

so nobody will see that tears are just love that

has no place left to go.

he learns to dull love rather than suppress its expression and

soon the owner of the liquor store knows him by name.

three DUIs, two evictions, and twelve steps later,

he is feeding people at a homeless shelter,

and telling them it’s all right to cry.

Sex is

  the broken man tells the comedian

that he didn’t mean to step in front of the car but the rain

made it hard to see.

he seems okay but his leg

does not.

the comedian clutches a grubby receipt with the driver’s

plate number scrawled on the back

in pink pen, stands out in the rain so the broken man

can have his umbrella,

and gives him the comedy routine that ruined his career

so the man doesn’t think about the pain in his leg.

once he’s out of the hospital, the fixed man sends him a thank-you card

with kittens on it.

what makes us human

  yawning is contagious,

and there is a species of bird whose young we call “pufflings”.

melodic collections of sound, spaced by silence,

can move us to tears.

the tallest building in the world is

two-thousand seven-hundred and seventeen feet tall.

in less than eighty years we went from our first powered flight

to touching the moon,

and in one-hundred from the first phone call

to instantaneous connection between thinking machines of our own creation.

we make pies out of tree organs

and let cow’s milk ferment until it hardens and then

we put them together, because apple pie with cheddar cheese is delicious.

what makes us human is

the earliest fossils of anatomically modern humans are

two-hundred thousand years old .

we have had pet dogs

for sixteen-thousand of those years, longer

than corn

or the wheel.

the steps we take are part of

one of the most energy-efficient gaits the

animal kingdom has ever seen.

we invented the concepts of love

and hate

and justice, and mercy

and we invented the language to convey them.

we sharpened rocks, then metal, to convince other people

who don’t hold the same idea of those things as we do

because we think

it’s right.

we are two hundred millennia of love and disappointment and

sorrow and innovation and

mercy and kindness and dreams

and failure

and recovery.

but sex is what makes us human.

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This wasnt even directed at me and I still feel insulted.

you seem like you unironically enjoyed electroswing circa 2012

this website's hate mail game is insane

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My mind be bamboozling me everyday

Always glad to see thinga like this.

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I

Im actually going to

I-

HOW DO I EVEN SHAVE OFF .05 MILLISECONDS I--

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THEY RELEASE A BRAND NEW GAME AND A WHOLE WHOPPING TEN DAYS LATER THEY ANNOUNCE A NEW NETFLIX SHOW I-

I don't hate it though??

Like, it doesnt seem cringe like Sonic Boom, it actually looks. Worth watching???

Idk maybe I'm biased.

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ABSOLUTELY LOSING MY MIND

I was LITERALLY just talking about this exact concept with my sister yesterday

Lmaaaooo what are the dang odds man.

Super hilarious to see it done fr lmfaooo

A Little collaboration/dynamic I did with @aikochan97 ! 💜💜💜

I really got fun drawing this!.

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So you can glitch Sun and Moon to exist at the same time

Which is fuckin PHENOMENAL because omfg look at them???

There's just something so cathartic about seing them next to each other???

Idk but!

They both doing their lil skrunkly scrimblo dances compared to the other is SO CUTE.

Im gonna cry i love them so much.

Link to see it yoself below

(I use this clip to support my own personal headcanon which I explain below the link, but if you dont care and just want to see the funny skrumbly boyos, feel free to ignore!)

Not my game clip, here's the sauce:

@ 17:42

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I also love this lil' glitch because by GAME standards, technically this means Sun and Moon are separate entities.

Okay, lemme elaborate before I get jumped in the replies.

Yes, I know their AI is canonically in the same animatronic.

But what I'm talking about is using this as a way of backing the "They are separate AI's/Beings" theory

Here's my math okay

To my knowledge, feel free to correct me if I'm wrong, but Vanessa and Vanny can't exist in the same room together, even through game breaking mechanics.

If you use the debug menu and fill the "Vanny Meter" to make Vanny appear while Ness is still in the area, Vanessa will turn INTO Vanny.

(Furthermore, did y'all know Vanessa's "shattered" form IS Vanny? Thats p cool imo)

So by games standards, Vanessa and VANNY ARE the same entity.

So, logically, if Sun and Moon are supposed to be one AI AND you only really encounter Sun during one specific sequence in the game rather than multiple times, then shouldnt it work the same way?

(Dont worry, I know its because they have different functionalities in the game. But still.)

Canonically, this means the game doesn't recognize Sun and Moon as the same entity!

Which meeeaaannnsss

SUN AND MOON ARE SEPARATE BEINGS IS CANON

and you cant tell me otherwise.

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YES! I *NEEDED* THE ART OF THE GREMLIN MAN

“Every second you’re not running I’m only getting closer.”

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I will permanently be upset that Moon's emissive was never used.

Here's the original w/o the emissive

AND HERE'S THE EMISSIVE TEXTURE WE NEVER GOT TO SEE

HE WAS CANONONICALLY SUPPOSED TO GLOW, STARS AND EVERYTHING.

I'm so sad.

AND GUESS WHAT??

SUN WAS SUPPOSED TO HAVE ONE TOO.

Og-

Emissive set to 1:

Low-key think Sun's looks a lil creepy... But its not without potential!!

He looks warmer. Tweak it a smidge and it would be PERFECT.

Smh. Permanently sad I live in a world w/o their glow.

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Look at this gremlin ahh mf'er

This skrunkly lil creeper

This spoopy lil' scrapman

why do i love him so much.

He look like he wants attention n is too prideful to ask. Fuckin CAT BEHAVIOR.