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ywraa · 5 months
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no idea.
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re1999txtpst · 5 months
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Reverse 1999 textposts
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titlenotyetavailable · 6 months
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i love diggers i wish silly people were real
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hummus-birb · 5 months
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I made more >:D
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lexa-hippb · 13 days
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oh god no
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reis-miscellany · 2 months
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So Reverse 1999 new fits on Lilya and Diggers are out, and
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"Reject getting up early, reject Mathematics."
Ify dude.
Edit: Okay, small talk about Diggers new Garment— Another Assumption cause I woke up to you all flooding my notifs so suddenly. I don't play Reverse 1999 that long and recently I haven't been playing it cause I was busy grinding Love and Deepspace lol. Anyways, as you can see, the keywords says Graphometer and Manus Vindictae. I think it's just a Garment with an alternate lore like how X is a killer on his Garment back in Nightmare at Green Lake. My guess is that Diggers work for the Manus Vindictae as a mathematician (and maybe was forced to continue studying it, you can hear him complaining on his PV video). But sometimes the Garments really suits the arcanist's lore. Even Diggers can commit MV type of crimes.
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Here's Sweetheart
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alan-without-the-an · 5 months
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Diggers Doodle Dump!! (the last one i promise)
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i think he's very neat :3
(close-ups)
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schneiderenjoyer · 4 months
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The reason the whole age discourse is confusing is that bluepoch keeps pulling shit like THIS.
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i-can-not-art · 2 months
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Oh papa I love him
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eaglespreciouswatch · 4 months
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eagle no!!! stranger danger!!!!
@bluntfiemd <(^_^)> consider this a token of our friendship
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ternych · 4 months
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IMO, Diggers and Horropedia relationship possible moment---
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inkatsanity · 3 months
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Imagine getting held at gunpoint thinking it’s over and you end up absolutely out of it the moment a bubble gets shot into your face
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re1999txtpst · 5 months
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Reverse 1999 textposts
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jabberwockprince · 16 days
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art trade with @/edgeanescence_ ! dickpedia's little art session <3
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sdr2lovemail · 5 months
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Diggers accidentally drugs himself because he refuses to clean his van. (GN Reader)
Synopsis: Diggers gets coated in his own bubble solution and seeks you out in his high haze.
Notes: Before I got to requests I wanted to get a feel for writing the Reverse 1999 universe. I love this stupid white boy and his magic bubbles. I also love making headcanons from one off lines. Take a shot every time I say 'solution'!
Requests are open!
The sound of banging metal rings sharp in Diggers’ ears as someone knocks on the door of his van. The door slides open, and the arcanist shines with a bright grin upon seeing you. With relaxed arms, he brings you into a hug. Your face is pressed against him while his hair tickles against your face. 
“Baby, what’re you doing ‘round here?” He smelled like citrus and something more earthy. Despite his lanky frame, his body ran pretty warm. “If I knew you were coming, I woulda cleaned up a little.”
The messy disaster that was his van wasn’t anything new. Records stacked in piles, his guitar lying haphazardly on the ground, and many jars and buckets to make bubble solution. It was a miracle that he could move around without hurting himself. 
“Well, maybe if you had a telephone, I could tell you when I’m coming over.” You chided as he guided you to a bean bag in the corner. 
Diggers let out a huff. “Telephones blind us from our real-world connections. We forget the importance of face-to-face conversation when tethered to machines.” He rants while looking through scattered jars.
“That’s a lot of words to say you can’t afford one.” You teased, watching him move around the cramped area.
Finding the specific glowing liquid he was searching for, Diggers turned back towards you. “The dependency of consumerist behaviors will be the topic of another day. Right now, I have to show you my latest creation of inspiration.” In front of him was a bright pink jar of solution.
The bubble-blowing arcanist loved showing you his art. When he would be making different creations, you would always be in a part of his mind. Love is a form of art, and he strived to make beautiful works with you, to live together in a peaceful utopia where creativity flourished.
“This is my latest solution! With this, I can-!” He’s abruptly cut off as his foot catches on the strap of his guitar. He tumbles back, and the jar slips from his hands. The sour-smelling liquid spills over his body, leaving him with a bubbly sheen. “Ah! Bullocks! Maybe it won’t kick in…” His speech started to slur in an act of cruel irony. 
After spending so much time with Diggers, you’ve learned how to counter his bubbles. There have been too many incidents of you getting caught in the crossfire and blacking out, leaving you with no memory of what happened. You pull out a face mask infused with your arcane magic from your pocket. It was a simple and effective way to deter his hallucinogenic solutions. 
You help him sit up, brushing the soapy hair out of his face. His eyes were unfocused and hazy, and his pupils were blown wide, nearly swallowing the green iris. “Diggers, are you alright?”
The sound of your voice draws his attention more than your touch. “Ugghhh… My muse, your voice is a gift from beyond. A true work of art. I would carve it into a record if I could.” He rambles on in a haze. Leaning further into your touch, Diggers slumps against your body, pressing his shiny cheek onto your shoulder. The position is pretty awkward, but he is content.
“My reverie… my perfect reverie. As long as you’re with me, peace will surround me.” With two fingers, the arcanist makes a peace sign, holding it out to you.
Mimicking the sign, you press your middle and pointer fingers into his. It was an affectionate gesture that Diggers came to you with. You don’t fully remember when and why he started doing it, but it was sweet. It was something so charming and uniquely Diggers like. 
Taking your hand fully in his, Diggers lets out another groan. “There might be too many crystalized herbs in this solution… My head won’t stop spinning.”
“Please don’t throw up on me.” You spoke bluntly. It wouldn’t be the first, and probably not the last, time it’s happened. Your partner had a rather sensitive stomach. 
“I’m trying my best not to.” Feeling that sitting up was too much of a chore, Diggers slumps over further until his head is on your lap. With him looking up at you, you could see his eyes were less cloudy and more focused. The soap bubbles must be starting to wear off now.
“You look positively inspiring at this angle. I should save up money for a camera. Then you’ll be by my side all the time. Hm, is there anywhere to get film developed nearby?” Though he was still rambling, he sounded much more coherent.
With your free hand, you start to play with his drying hair. “I think there’s a camera store on 10th Street.” 
“Maybe I’ll learn to develop the film myself. Then after I learn how I can teach you.” Diggers spoke with his usual exaggerated hand gestures. He was feeling much better now that the soap was starting to dry. But of course, he would love to stay in your lap longer.
With a hum, you idly twirl his hair. You found it cute how he always wants you to feel included in his life. Whether it’s telling you about his latest solutions or inviting you to start some mischief in the name of peace and creativity, Diggers always wanted you to be around. 
“It seems like you’re back to normal. Are you feeling better?” You asked while cupping his face, his stubble scratching against your skin.
Letting out a near-dreamy sigh, Diggers pushed his cheek further into your palm, relishing in the warmth. “A moment in your arms is like a moment in heaven. If anything, your caring touch is what nursed me back to perfect health.” 
Though you tried to keep it in, a small laugh passed your lips. “That was so corny.”
“I know, but it made you laugh.” He smiled. With a small grunt, he sits up from your lap and pulls you into an embrace. Diggers hooks a finger onto your face mask and pulls it down; leaning in to give you a tender kiss. “I do feel a lot better. Hmm, but I need the solution’s effects to last longer. I guess accidentally drugging myself was a worthy sacrifice for knowledge.”
“Please don’t keep drugging yourself just to test your bubbles…”
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brekkbrekkel · 5 months
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downloaded the game just for him few weeks ago, and finally got him!!!!
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