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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIOSHOCK!!!
Thank you Ken Levine and 2kGames for this beautiful world of Rapture! Happy Birthday to Bioshock!!!
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[ 浄花 -  ゲーム+他ラクガキ3]
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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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CUTE ALSO YES WHALES R AWESOME!!!!!!
zhe likez whalez a normal amount
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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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i always cry when i see this video (T-T)
This video made me cry so I wanted to put it here
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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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<3
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Subject Delta from Bioshock 2 sparks joy!
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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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I’ve done everything possible for Cindy, Mark. I hope you’re smiling down on us both.
She is a remarkable young lady and is well taken care of now alongside Miss Tenenbaum and Eleanor.
You are greatly missed.
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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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i think my mr. bubbles was special..he always liked to invent and add things to himself that no other mr. bubbles had.
my number one favorite thing is when he would let me paint on him!
i wonder where he is...
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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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Doing my morning scroll of my dash, and saw someone called you and your gatherer kin friends gross and freaks.
You're not. Look, I don't know a whole lot about kinning, but, like... You're not hurting anyone? This isn't a sexual thing.
I also wonder if that anon thinks age regression is gross, when it's not something that can really be helped (suppressed, yeah, but surely that takes a toll on the person). I mean, it's a stress response born from trauma that makes someone act like they're younger, from my understanding. Is that gross, too? Even though it doesn't hurt anyone?
Look, all I'm saying is that, as someone who doesn't kin and doesn't completely understand kinning, you guys don't even look like you're doing anything creepy, weird, or gross. You're quite a nice person from what I've seen, so screw that other anon. You didn't do anything wrong, and neither have your friends
Thank you, this was very kind.
#:)
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Your gross, pretending these freaks are ur kids. They’re adults acting like babies.
How inappropriate and incredibly rude of you. I think you should go.
Leave them alone. Do not make me do something drastic.
#:(
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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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my cousin and i as little sisters ^_^
my other cousin is actually a rapture scientist and we all love bioshock a whole bunch lol
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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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Scared and Hungry
just a mini comfort fic i made
but i hope you'll all enjoy it too
reader has no real specifics that affect the story
cw: swearing and violence
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The dripping of water echoes through your ears, gently waking you.
Lifting yourself up you realize you had fallen asleep in the vents again. You liked doing that as it made it easier to get to Mr. Bubbles quickly. There was one special vent you always stayed in. No one else ever crawled through too often so it became your own private hidey-hole in a way. No one came around mostly because the vent was located just outside the Little Wonders Facility which is mostly abandoned by now.
Climbing out of the piles of pillows you grab your syringe and peek out slightly from the vent revealing a golden world, perfect and sparkling. The soft singsong of a beautiful angelic choir can be heard in the distance as if it were calling for you. Not a soul in sight either. Perfect!
See, you are a special gatherer. You're tethered to a single Big Daddy — Subject Omega. A successful prototype, if you will. A blessing of science right before Eleanor and a secret to the underwater community by Suchong's request. O' course, you and your tin daddy were forgotten after the fall. All you have is each other now.
You carefully climbed out, still wary of your surroundings. Don't want to be caught by strangers.
Normally you would wait for Mr. Bubbles to knock on the vent but this was more of an emergency. A low ADAM level was never good, always painful. Your tummy felt as if it was tearing itself apart...a strong feeling of hunger was washing over you. The once beautiful kingdom you called home started to flicker from view; the facade fading temporarily. It was scary. You need ADAM now.
Walking down a corridor you tried to sneak around as best you could. There were not many vents in this area, another reason why not many gatherers came to this side of the city.
Very dangerous.
'Oh I hope Daddy won't be too upset. But it hurts too much..I need to find him.'
He usually could be found inside your old room of the Little Wonders Facility’s Laboratory. It was a ways away but you still loosely remember how to get there.
While making your way through the facility you notice it's a bit too quiet..no chatter of people nor laughter of splicers. Only the occasional stomping of a Big Daddy. You brush this off and continue as fast as your little legs can manage. Up the flight of stairs, past the security bots and into the decontamination chamber.
Sniff..
You try to sniff out his pheromones..but get distracted. The sickly sweet scent of ADAM meets your senses instead. Just one angel can't hurt, right? And you aren't too far away from your protector anyways. Almost there.
Sniffing around some more you discover an angel inside the library behind the front desk. Lucky break!
You hunker down behind to stay hidden and begin to harvest.
“It won't hurt too much, sweet angel. I promise.”
The smell escapes the freshly punctured wound and you feel like crying tears of joy. The wonderland flickers from view again for a bit longer, your stomach growling all the while. Now you believe you may be starving.
“Okay, enough. Come on rosies..”
The red liquid travels down to your tummy..warm, welcoming...sweet.
Your vision returns with full force thankfully. You're not sure how much more you could take of the awful sight.
A door opens…
‘Uh oh..”
“Woes me...he never loved me and now..UGH”
Familiar mumbling becomes clearer..and closer.
You panic. Hiding is all you can do for now until you think of a way to escape.
The splicer leans against the desk, enough to make it creak. You hold your breath. Almost nothing can be done now..
The door opens again.
A loud whale-like groan can be heard..it isn't your Daddy though. A small yelp followed, “Crazy eyes! Crazy eyes!!”
This is your chance.
You make a run for it towards the back of a bookshelf then run off out the door behind the pair. Explosions and screams erupt from behind you. No more of that, thank you very much.
There it is! The facility!
You book it through the doors and all the way down a couple flights of stairs to room one, your old room. Rotten memories attempt to emerge but there's enough rosies and sunshine in your tummy to block them out.
He isn't here..where could he have gone?
You feel a presence behind you…
“Hey there, kid..that stomach o’ yours looks pretty plump…”
You whip around to see a stranger, a very bad one. Everything around you fades out of fear and you can see his grotesque features. A bubbling, festering mess of mutation.
“Mind if I gut it for ya?”
You scream as loud as you can through your panicked sobs, “MR. BUBBLES!!!! PLEASE!!”
“You little bitch!” He almost strikes down on you when suddenly…
VVVRRRRRRRRRRRR-
A large drill is impaled through his gut. His face twisted with agony and shock, a face you'd never forget. The body limply falls from the drill to reveal Mr. Bubbles. Your Mr. Bubbles! Your perfect world returns, now complete with your knight and shining armor.
“Wait, why am I crying? You rescued me Sir Bubbles!”
You seem to have completely forgotten what just happened. Huh.
You run to him with a large embrace which he of course reciprocates. He groans, worriedly, almost crying. You can tell he was scared.
“I'm sorry I went by myself, Daddy! It was an emergency I promise! I thought the angels would stop singing!!”
While desperately trying to explain to your protector so he wouldn't be angry, a hand was placed on your head, rubbing your hair as reassurance.
“Hm..thank you..I'm ready for dream time Mr. B...”
He picks you up and carefully places you on his back. Your legs feel like jelly. You hadn't noticed how truly tired you were. But it's okay.
Your tummy is full and your Daddy is with you, always has been and always will be.
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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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some moodboards i made for different areas of rapture! mostly directed towards little sisters :)
Medical Pavilion
Neptune's Bounty
Arcadia
Fort Frolic
Hephaestus
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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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an older piece :]
a daddy and his kiddos
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thegatherersgarden · 3 years
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this is my mr bubbles! i made him myself a long while ago. he's my favorite comfort item :)
he has gone through quite a few surgeries, lucky him that i'm good at sewing!
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💉
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Is it that time again already? Thanks, Mr. Bubbles…
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Tenenbaum’s Sanctuary
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