#bimo

[guppygiggles]

Chatting away about science stuff, no doubt. 💙

@bimobuddy I just adore Bimo, thank you for letting me draw him!

[ilikelookingatthings]

A adventure time thought

anyone else think about how the finn in the sword IS a valid Finn who then got knocked out by a weird grass demon which created the grass fin....and how we don't ACTUALLY know what happened to the finn within the Sword? just that grass fin disappeared and all that was left was a seed shapped sword....and how in the future we see the normal sword appear stuck in the tree that was grown from that seed..

....AND how technically the real Jake that was from a couple minutes before that matched that specific Finn was used to replace the old man that the Litch killed who's dream was Prismo...and how that Jake grew a beard and matched what the old man looked like when he took that nap?

and how it was mentioned the old man wakes every what? 1,000 or 100 years or something(just a long time)....

so TECHNICALLY....what happens if that Jake wakes up? will he reunite with the Finn who might still be in the Sword and who might be able to come out by that time?

If adventure time comes back we might end up following different characters who may or may not be the reincarnated versions of Finn and Jake.....but.......what happens if we end up following Finn and Jake again having adventures FAR in the future who technically ARE the REAL Finn and Jake who were just taken a few minutes before by the Finn and Jake we ended up following the rest of the show.

Exploring how circumstances and lessons can change you in different ways...like....did that Finn ever meet his dad or mom? We know he got a little more mature compared to the Finn on the outside while he was in the Sword...and unlike that Finn didn't have the crushing guilt from mishandling sword and grass Finn. How would he respond to humans if they are still around in the future? or about any of the legacy of the other version of himself and Jake?

would bubble gum still be there? we know Bimo is even though its been so long he's been getting their names wrong? would any remnants of Finn's mom still be their in the future for that version of Finn to find? would to them he me the remnants of am ancient human(like how we have thoughts about a caveman appearing from the past). is he known as a hero or a harbinger of doom since I'm pretty sure that creepy doctor gross that caused the plague was able to get in and cause more human issues now that the guardian is gone.

Would Finn's dad who went off with that cosmic entity be doing Shenagans and appear in that far future somehow?

How does reincarantion even work when part of you from the past technically still exists if you reincarnate? do you just share a soul? or is it just implied/fine because eventually everything with get shushed together eventually?

Would that Finn and Jake get to learn the lessons it took the other Finn reaching Death to learn but instead while he's younger and able to change now?

I mean it would KINDOF be like adventure time pulled and futurama....

would we get more deets about rainicorn and jake if she died in that future or would she still be alive since alot of entities can live for a LONG time or even out of time...how would Jake be treated by the generations of rainbow dog people? does that jake even know he has kids?

how would both of them feel if they find out what happened to get them separated from their original time?

and it was so long so would it even matter?

let alone the whole thing with Simon and the iceking.

I mean...would they have to face off against the litch again? or would that honor go to the ones they had reincarnated as or were them?

[dwellewdshop]

📍 BIMO

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BIMO is looking sexier than ever, next to her trusty Bimota. No doubt, every other BIMO compared to this is none existing.

This drawing honestly came out amazing, If you would like to see your favorite in our style, leave a comment or message. We eventually draw all character request.

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[paulpingminho]

[grrlferrari]

尺乇工长ㄖ ㄒ乇尺丫卂爪卂

[sleepypotatostudio]

Soooo we better be able to name our Atomicycle and rev it whenever we want...

FOR NORMAL REASONS!!!

[guppygiggles]

Oh my god...

Oh my god!!!! 😭💙

I love this SO much!!! Ough, I'm absolutely obsessed with how you drew his laughing face!!! God, you draw Avery so CUTE!!!

And you led me to believe your anatomy and posing were bad, are you kidding me??? Your anatomy and posing are both wonderful!!! 😭😭😭😭😭

I love this scene very much, it's so cute, I just love your sweet little Bimo, too... omg. I can't thank you enough, this is just the sweetest thing!!! 💙💙💙💙

The gentlecloud and the lazy cat man finally meet!

Avery belongs to @fluffyhare

I just thought Bimo would enjoy meeting him :]

[octochick]

idk if someone already brought this here, but its something someone on twt noticed

agent 18 has been putting a lot of emphasis on lilies of the valley to bagi, both bcs they already were in her cell, and a talk they had yesterday. He said something along the lines of 'Beautiful and delicate but deadly', referring to the flower but also likely bagi

also, in the bible, lilies of the valley are also know as 'marys tears' that she shed when her son was killed, and there's a inmate crucifixion today so maybe theres something there 👀

[guppygiggles]

hi :]

I don't know of you've answered this before, but I'm curious about the bubbles/ liquid in Damon's belly

- What is it

- Is it essential to his functioning

- Do the bubbles get even faster or fizzier/ do they change at all if he gets tickled

Very interesting guy you've got there, I already really like him

Hello! Sorry it took me so long to get around to this! I'm so glad you like Damon!! 💙💙💙

Damon's belly is a desalination tank!

Seawater is poured into his tank through the circular panel on his chest, which opens via a hinge on the inside, kind of like a car's gas tank door. It goes down a tube that is lined with filters, and then into his belly, where he is able to use the energy of his physiology as a lightning elemental to convert it to fresh water. He consumes the salt and minerals left behind as his energy source (and he uses them to make minor repairs to his body, too, just like how our bodies use food). When the conversion is done, he pumps the fresh water back out and into jugs for the others to drink!

His desalination process works like our bodies' autonomic nervous system does -- it happens without his conscious involvement, but he can feel when the desalination process is done. The water does get fizzy or bubbly when he gets excited in some way, just like our hearts race or skip beats when we get excited! This includes being tickled, hehehe~

Thank you for asking about him, questions like this give me opportunities to develop my characters more, and I just love that. 💙💙💙

[fluffy-lovely-clouds]

@bimobuddy Your guyyyy!!!

[bimothecurious]

In times like these...

I’ve been wondering whether I should get back into some sort of (semi) regular posting mode instead of simply lurking and leaving the odd occasional comment in friends’ journals.  Mostly, I’d like to have some sort of record of the various things that I watched or read during these *cough* interesting times. Also, I’d love to let people know I am still out there and enjoying their posts. So, here we go, just for starters.

Recent movies: Better Man, Juror #2

Recent shows: For All Mankind, SW: Skeleton Crew,  The Good Place

Recent books: One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriél Garcia Márquez (which I started ages ago, completely unrelated to the current Netflix adaption) and could only now bring myself to finish.

Current books (non fiction): Post-Aufklärungsgesellschaft by German Professor of philosophy and didactics at TU Dresden, Markus Tiedemann, in which Tiedemann makes a quite convincing case for the age of enlightenment being one of humanity’s greatest achievements before setting out to argue how and why we are currently about to throw away all the humanist and secular-rationalist principles that we, as a society, have gained.

Current books (fiction): Antichristie by Mithu Sanyal, in which a fifty-ish screenwriter of half German, half Indian decent working on an anti-imperialist, politically correct take on adapting an Agatha Christie crime novel gets transported to early 20th century London and involved with the leading revolutionary Indian nationalists of that time.

[photo-dujenoir]

Bimo Pradityo

[qos4blk]

@secretmynx from blacktowhite.net

[guppygiggles]

UAAAAAAHHHHHH 💙💙💙💙💙

Omg I. LOVE. THIS!!! It's so cozy and sweet, and I just love all the nicknames that Tal has for Bimo so much! Their friendship is so cute, I love the mutual concern they have for each other's sleeping patterns, Tal preventing Bimo from crushing his glasses, the gentle affectionate tickling...

UGH. 💙💙💙 Thank you for letting me be part of this!!!

Lazy Day

Tickle fic about Bimo <3

Tal is my sona, and technically me, but I feel more comfortable writing in the third person, so that is what I'm going to do

edit: Oops, I forgot to credit Avery and Casper to @guppygiggles sorry friend ^^

Summary: Bimo has been sleeping all day, Tal tries to get him up

Bimo lounged on the couch, belly down, his paws propped up on the arm rest and his tail flicking lazily. His ear twitched at the slightest disturbance somewhere in the distance. It was an old house, it creaked sometimes. With his cheek squished up against his arm, his eyes fluttered shut once more, ready for his third nap of the day.

A nap that was interrupted before it even started by the back door creaking open and clicking shut once more. Keys jingled before being set on the counter, and the gentle thud of a bag being placed on the kitchen table, where a certain someone knew it didn't belong.

Soft footsteps approached the couch where Bimo rested, and his ear cocked toward his housemate as they leaned over the back of the couch.

"You've been sleeping all day, Bee. I was gone for three hours and you were napping when I left, too."

Bimo opened his eye at the sound of Tal's voice and lazily turned his head to look up at them, noticing how the sun hit their pink fur. He huffed out a slight chuckle, not bothering to sit up. "I'm having a lazy day."

Tal laughed, "So just a normal Wednesday for you. Have you gotten up at all today?" They made their way around the couch, softly skittering fingers over his paws as they passed by.

Bimo huffed and jerked his legs back, his tail instinctively coming up to cover the undersides of his feet. "Of course I have. I've gotten up to eat lunch, to drink water- ... Okay so there hasn't been a lot of up today."

"Maybe you should get up and walk around for a bit then, stretch your legs.. Sitting still all day isn't good for you, and you know that." They replied, sitting down on the edge of the couch to avoid sitting on his legs.

The blue cat sighed. "I'm nocturnal, I can't help it."

"You're not nocturnal, you just say that so I don't get on you about working at night. I'm a cat too, you can't fool me."

Bimo opened an eye and glanced up at his housemate. "You're one to talk about sleep schedules, Mx. Two-In-The-Morning-Isn't-Late."

Countless times he's been up working only to pass by Tal's room and see them up watching TV or in bed on their phone. The latest he's ever seen them still up was 4 am, and he stepped in to remind them to get some sleep. But he also couldn't deny that they had a point. His sleep habits weren't the healthiest either. He'd sleep all day, and then get a boost of energy in the evening to get started on biology work.

Bimo got too much sleep, and Tal got too little.

The pink cat started to gently shake him by the shoulder. "Bimooo, get up already. We're supposed to meet Avery and Casper today anyway. You keep accepting Avery's invitations to nerd science dinners." They said, though their tone was light and not a real complaint. Tal loved seeing them.

"Don't act like you don't also enjoy those 'nerd science dinners,' Talon, you also pop in when it gets to a subject you like and- oh a little lower actually~" he purred, not at all bothered by Tal pushing on his shoulder. In fact he seemed to enjoy it.

Their ear twitched in mild irritation. They loved their friend to death, but he was a pain to get up sometimes. But they also had a feeling he was being difficult on purpose.

"A little lower? You mean here?" They slipped their fingers under his arm and wiggled, drawing a startled giggle out of him.

The bigger cat pulled his arms in and presses them down against his sides, instinctively trying to block out the tickling. "Ru- Ruhude! Tahahalon!" Despite his protests, Tal knew he was enjoying himself. It wasn't something he often admitted out loud, but he made it clear he enjoyed it. For example, his body was still relaxed, he made no real attempt to move or push them away, and he was purring. The purring always gave him away.

He buried his face into his pillow as he laughed, and Tal quickly snatched his glasses off before he could accidentally bend or break them, setting them on the end table.

"Bee, just gehet up!" They laughed and brought both hands up and gently dug into the sides of his belly, tickling faster. The sooner he got up, the sooner they could get ready and head to Avery's.

His ears folded back and he snorted, finally moving a little and turning over onto his side, which just prompted the smaller cat to start gently pinching his lower belly. "Wahait wahahait, Tahahal!"

"Wait for what? For you to get up and put real pants on? I am!" They teased, skittering across his tummy and back up his sides, slipping their hands underneath his sweater.

Bimo gently grabbed their wrists, laughing harder, a nice dark blue spreading across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. "I hahave pahants ohon!"

"Pajama pants don't count, Beebs," they pulled their hands out from under his sweater and wiggled their fingers in the air, "Get up, or you know where I'm going next~" Their hands passed over his hips, past his knees, until they were hovering over his paws, where Bimo's tail quickly covered them.

"A-Alright, Ahalright, I'm uhup.." The blue cat pushed himself off the couch and stood up with a big stretch, his knees popping as he did so. He yawned and grabbed his glasses, slipping them back on, grateful that Tal had thought about them.

He jumped a little as he felt a smaller body press against his in a hug, trying to wrap their arms around him, followed by a light purring, which in turn triggered his much deeper purr, which was more like a rumble in his chest. He wrapped his tail around them affectionately.

"I'll go get dressed, and we'll head down to the lighthouse." He said, gently prying pink paws off of him so he could follow through with his plan.

Tal nodded and let go of him, sitting down. "Sounds good, I'll be here."

With that, he turned and left the sitting room, heading up toward his bedroom, the ancient staircase complaining and groaning under his weight. Once in his room, he changed out of his pajama pants into something more suitable for a visit with friends, and slipped on a sweater that looked nearly identical to the one he had previously had on, only it was a slightly lighter shade of pink. He didn't have much variation in his wardrobe.

When he descended the stairs and entered the sitting room again, he found Tal leaned back against the couch, asleep.

With a fond sigh and a shake of the head, he carefully lifted his smaller friend into his arms and carried them out toward the car.

[grrlferrari]

1991 bimota Tesi 1D-2 904

The rarest and most exotic Dream Bike of all Dream Bikes for me.

1 of only 20 made.

[sleepypotatostudio]

Be still my heart which ‘rogue programmer’ made this treasure???

Love for bimo baby!