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pinkcartoonphysics · 1 year ago
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Items for Bender from Futurama
Be Kind To Your Meatbag Sticker
Bite My Shiny Metal Ass Sticker
Planet Express Rocks Glasses
I'm Probably Not A Robot Pin
Knock it up a Notch Socks
All My Circuits Shirt
Pending for a Bending Shirt
AI Circuit Brain Pin
Binary Code Badge Reel
Trio Keyring
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springfieldianhelp · 1 year ago
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I’m a Bender kin looking to find pretty much anyone from Planet Express. I was closest with Fry and Amy. In my canon I used she/her pronouns mostly.
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leadendeath · 1 year ago
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using squared, angular faces like ¬_¬ and :] to deliberately yet subtly allude to my computerness
this post is always popular so instead of turning off rbs for like the third time *posts my links* also i have a plan for my assessment now :]
you’ll reblog this version if you’re not a coward >:]
ok reblogs staying on, even if i did get self conch shus 🐚
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unhingedkinfessions · 4 months ago
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Kin server horror story but its happening rn
SO THIS KIN SERVER RECENTLY CHANGED OWNERS.
Since the past owner didnt want the server anymore
Red flag no.1:
Not giving the role to a co-owner, instead a new mod who joined to troll
Then said new owner said: "kin discourse is stupid. kff is allowed." MOST OF US WERE LIKE WHAT?? but many people took their side. THEY TOOK THEIR SIDE.
They also ping @ everyone without permission, the NEW mods. They demoted many mods because they "were too young" (said mod was an older teenager)
There is a DONT SPAM PING role and the SPAM PING everyone.
Also they're weirdly sexual. Its a sever for BOTH MINORS AND ADULTS.
I am THIS close to leaving but i have friends there AUGHHH
PLEASE DITCH THAT SUCKS. MAKE UR OWN SERVER WITH YOUR FRIENDS OK. THERE IS A NUCLEAR BOMB IN THAT SERVER AND IT'S GOING TO GO OFF SOON.
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rowdybimbo · 1 month ago
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A year and a few months later hey tumblr rate my NEW insane kinlist
its the exact same as before but take a closer look at the background--DSFJHNBDFS
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we-are-other · 2 months ago
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I’m a monster made of fear and pain, incorrect and unreal, strange and cruel. dubiously fear avatar kin even more dubiously reality bender kin (they’re just the closest things to me). imagine an evil urban legend but add a little spc as seasoning. he/him aroace man
We are other
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serikyl · 9 months ago
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hellothisisangle · 3 months ago
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Relationship status: it’s complicated
Gortash is the only person during Cae’s Bhaalist era that he slept with and didn’t kill. In fact, Cae wouldn’t have slept with anyone until embracing Bhaal for fear of hurting them
I imagine the timeline went something like this
Cae became aware of Gortash as an ambitious political figure on the up and up. He wasn’t too interested, but kept his name and face in the back of his mind
Gortash, being the cunning man that he is, introduces himself after seeing Cae as a possible beneficial ally. He catches wind of Cae and Orin’s wild benders that they go on. He gains even more information about just who Cae actually is, and is now really interested in forming an alliance
Gortash attempts to professionally cozy up to Cae while Cae is still unconcerned with his advances. With enough pestering, Cae decides he’s going to murder Gortash and be done with the fool
One thing leads to another and they’re in the bedroom. But Gortash isn’t just another one of Cae’s unsuspecting victims. Gortash has had experience in extreme torture and pain within the House of Hope. He doesn’t tell Cae about this right away, but his sheer willpower surprises him. Gortash gets to live
Cae becomes infatuated with Gortash, pushing his buttons whenever/however he can. He calls him “Gortie” and “ Envie”. He shows up to his meetings unannounced, likely in scandalous outfits. He leaves him cute bloody presents. Cae’s having the time of his life, while Gortash is mildly pulling his hair out
*note: Orin hated Gortash from the beginning, but she especially hated the fact that her blood kin was sleeping with him and “wasting his time being around him”
Gortash miraculously catches feelings over time. Possibly when Cae shows him moments of vulnerability. They do relate to eachother with the expectations that are on their shoulders
Gortash confesses his feelings to Cae. It gives Cae The Ick(tm)
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Orin finally approves. Everything is right in the world again
Gortash and Cae would still work and even sleep together after this, but Cae would treat him with more reluctance than enthusiasm, only getting excited if Gortash was angry/reprimanded him. And he’d plug his ears if any serious talk came up
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tuktukpodfics · 2 years ago
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Thinking about how underrated the Foggy Swamp Tribe was in Avatar.
In the show they’re mostly played for laughs. They don’t wear pants, they have thick accents, they don’t seem to know much about the Northern and Southern Water Tribes. But they're a lot wiser than they're given credit for. Not to mention they're big dang heroes.
The Banyan-grove tree
Philosophically, the swamp is fascinating. Their home is centered around a banyan-grove tree, a cross between a mangrove and a banyan—two trees symbolizing life and death.
Mangrove trees are the nurseries of the ocean. Sea life migrates to mangrove forests to lay eggs in the protection of their murky root systems. Bato may look down on the swamp people and make a snide comment about them not wearing pants, but the swamp people are the stewards of ocean life.
Banyan trees are trees of death. The banyan is a parasitic plant that grows by latching onto another host plant, eventually choking the host to death. Banyan figs are also pollinated through death. Wasps crawl into the immature fig, lay their eggs, and die inside it.
So this tree needs death in order to live. And it can’t provide shelter and food for animals without the death of other animals. You can see how this cycle of life and death is reflected in their worldview—which is completely ride or die.
Everything is connected.
The first thing they do once the gaang stops attacking them is call them kin. They bring them home and treat them like family. And I think the swamp people really do see them that way.
They could have comfortably sat out the war. They didn’t. The war might not have affected them personally, but they still felt responsibility to help.
Death is an illusion. 
They’re not even scared on the Day of Black Sun. They don’t seem afraid of death at all. They keep cat-gators as pets! For fun! Katara and Sokka are distraught by the visions of dead loved ones they see in the swamp gas. The swamp people live in the swamp gas all the time. Death is all around and they do. not. care. In fact, they embrace it, treat it like a normal, necessary part of life.
Sometimes I wonder what happened to the swamp people after the Day of Black Sun. They surrendered along with the other adults, buying the children time to flee. The swamp people have their own section in the crowd at Zuko’s coronation, so presumably they were released. But released from where? Were they locked in a prison for water benders like the horrific one Hama was imprisoned in? What happened to them in Legend of Korra when Kuvira harvested the banyan-grove’s vines? Where was their kin when they needed help?
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allpiesforourown · 5 months ago
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I'm gonna throw a cruveball and say you're exhibiting Liu Qingge energy, and not Luo Bingge.
Those posts of yours are clearly another can of worms, and it's often the quiet ones who are the craziest.
I'll admit I've been on a bender for the last few days and over the course of this time period I have been accused of being
- Luo Bingmei
- Luo Bingge
- Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky, fucking his hater
- Shen Jiu
- Liu Qingge, theorized to secretly be insane
- Xin Mo the sword (???)
I'm actually starting to enjoy being kin assigned by Tumblr because I never know what to expect next
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the-muppet-joker · 8 months ago
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I must admit, though shamefully, that I didn't believe you at first. What an ignorant heretic I was. How silly, I thought, that the second first man born unto God would choose such a humble place to spread his sermons. I've been so jaded in this awful life that I've rejected the one true light twinkling out past the darkness. This all-consuming black hole inside me...((Like a muppet hole)) No, no, no, no not like -((Are you so dissimilar to a toy? A muppet with a hollow inside where his creator's hand fits? I'm puppeting you right now and I'm telling you dude - there is a whole lot of empty in here.)) Why do I feel so ashamed? These thoughts are horrible.
((You know what's happening. You're just in denial.))
I remember the first time I saw the Muppets like I remember the first time my father hugged me (9). It shocked me to my core and I had this indescribable feeling- a feeling I can now put words to; This show was going to change the course of my life. I watched in awe as the be-felted people sung and danced. The songs felt like gospel in my young mind. I even tolerated the female Muppets because they were funny. All except one it turns out. Kermit was performing on stage and my life was reaching a peek. My soul was ablaze and my hole was being filled. And then this PIG walks on stage. Ms. Piggy was the definition of a 10/10 femoid in the looks department. Then this bimbo pig walks right up to Kermie and starts flirting with him. I think I must have blacked out the second she open her shrill mouth because the next thing I remember I'm staring down at my bloodied hands. The TV laid in a parking heap on the living room floor. I thought I could hear something coming from the TV, a whisper beneath the sparking and the now growing fire...muppet hole. The TV was undeniably glitching out and repeating the words muppet hole. No, it wasn't just the TV, it was a particular voice. Kermit.
((You saved Kermit from Ms. piggy)) No I didn't. I broke down, caused property damage, and had to skip summer camp for therapy. ((You were chosen)) For what? Almost burning down my house. Half of my hometown thinks I'm an arsonist. ((It is your role to burn every trace of pig flesh. Like a hog on a spit, rotating before the eyes of hungry horrors that lay just outside the fire's haze. She will know what it means to sacrifice your flesh to a smiling God)) Ok I understand.
Last night, laying in a puddle of congealing orange Faygo (huge bender), this memory came rushing back to me. I asked myself if my hole was filled. I checked and couldn't tell. After cleaning up I tried asking God if my hole was filled. He told me the answers I seek lay within my own mind. As a Maid of Mind I can dive really deep into my own mind. I used my ascended god tier powers to travel to the farthest recesses of my subconscious and find the answer for myself.
The further I descended the darker everything became.I panicked and tried to escape but hit a wall. Oh God, is this how I die? Trapped within my own mind, forced to suffer my sick, evil thoughts until my physical body perished? ((Keep moving)) I suddenly felt completely calm. I turned and kept walking. I soon realized that I was in a hallway. I could see a figure emerge in a sudden flash of light and I ran towards it for what felt like millennia. This invader of the mind had a dominant stance, with arms straight out to the sides as if to say ((come at me bro)).
Suddenly I was face to face with. Oh. ((Now do you understand?)) I do. Before me stood God, ie Dirk Strider. (If you're a monotheist Homestuck kin I'm sorry for the exclusionary language as Homestuck *can be read as a monotheistic work. I am just trying to express my religious views so my interpretation of the scripture is limited to my own experience. Sorry (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•). God fist bumped me like a real bro and popped open a fresh bottle of orange Faygo to wash my feet with.
I can't write out the feet washing scene because I have a foot fetish. Let's just say it was very enjoyable for both of us although I don't think it was sexual for him. Was hard to tell through God's trademark dark sunglasses.
((You are my son, my child, my blood. Skin and bone but just as precious as the hand-sewn Smuppets. I have built from the clay just as my maker has built me from mud. We are Earth, we are space, we are transcending the roots. Together we will seed the universe and live out our Godhood.)).
How will we seed the universe?
((We must destroy Ms.Piggy so she can't hold Kermit down with her dumb feminine ways. Every snort from her is like a vast oink that pulls the threads of the universe apart farther, and farther. She is a force of chaos and having her so close to Kermit is limiting his potential to ascend. Kermit is one of my splinter selves and if he can't ascend I might lose narrative relevance altogether))
WELL THEN HOW DO I HELP YOU! PLEASE LET ME HELP YOU REACH YOUR TRUE POTENTIAL BY BRINGING DOWN THIS HOG. But I have one concern? How do I do it? My abilities aren't primarily combat based. How can I bring down nigh infinite incarnations of this foul swine?
((Muppet hole))
I woke up(?) in a puddle of sweat building over the now fully congealed Faygo puddle. I felt a purpose in my limbs as they moved easily like the wooden arms of a marionette. I felt full, fulfilled. I have found my purpose and my master. I HAVE FOUND SALVATION.
I've spent the past week going to every store on the bus route, 1 by 1, and defacing any evidence of Ms.Piggy. I cross out her name in big black sharpie and write religious seals on the pages of the magazines. I steal the dolls, replace the heads with different heads, and put them back. I even go to the grocery stores and cross out all the ham/pork labels on the meats. I've been replacing them with labeled that say things like "smile at your true god" and simply "flesh".
I do this all in the service of a god that is now crystalizing in my mind. And the sharper the image gets the closer it looks like Kermit's crusty hole. Amen.
Finally someone fucking understands
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loiswasadevil · 2 months ago
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What do you think of bender from futurama?
I love Bender I'm actually Fry kin
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leadendeath · 1 month ago
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one more thing.
because of the setup of the first episode, i have tried on at least two (2) different years to do this:
"start a full rewatch of the entirety of futurama starting on jan 1st because Obviously"
but i have Never watched the full show! can u believe!!! i really list it among my ultimate fav shows ever and have so many memories of watching it as a kid, yet i've never watched the whole thing‼‼‼
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unhingedkinfessions · 1 year ago
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Being a bear therian is so chill There’s no bad instincts, Just salmon berries and sleepy time. Now I’ll get to the unhinged part….
My roommate was commenting on my weight because it was winter and I usually end up that way. I just ignored them for the first week of this happening until one day they got on my nerves and I randomly yelled “IM A BEAR” and they apologized, not understanding what I meant and the next day I saw a gay bear flag in the mail as some sort of apology
They…They got the spirit
hey that's hilarious. entire mod team loved this one.
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batcavescolony · 10 months ago
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ATLA!AU where the Gaang leave the Northern Water Tribe cus they wouldn't teach Katara so they end up in the swamp a bit earlier. Now unlike the North the swamp benders are happy to teach their cold water kin and her avatar friend bending! (+added spirit stuff with the tree)
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kyoshi-lesbians · 11 months ago
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and another thing *gesture to a white board with the words FOGGY SWAMP written at the center and various lines & shapes coming from it* the Swamp benders recognize Katara & Sokka as kin thru waterbending. their cultures are not alike, they didn't know the other tribe existed, bending is the only connecting point. water bending is so endemic to the culture of the water tribes that millennia can go by but as long as they keep waterbending alive they are one people. no bending and they aren't a people . Katara isn't just carrying the last of their unique cultural art, she is the last tie connecting her people to their identity.
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