#cabinet simulation

[sixty-silver-wishes]

fuck it, expressionist film tumblr simulator

😇ProphetMaria Follow

the working class will have justice soon! the mediator will help us with his ability to communicate between the head + hands!

#maria speaks

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💓frederfredersen Follow

Just found out that poor people exist?? Shaking crying throwing up

#I think it’s all my dad’s fault too

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🤖xXMariaXx-19285793020 Follow

hi 👄 freder 😍 I’m trying to start 😩 a revolution 😳 against the aristocracy 👅 and bring about 💅 their destruction 🎀 haha i’m so 🏵 horny 👴🏻 rn 🤠 death 😈 to the machines 👑

💓frederfredersen Follow

idk if that’s a bot or my gf lol

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🎪Carnage-Carnival Follow

I just want an androgynous goth twink I can keep in a box and show off in sideshows and force to commit murder against his will, but apparently that’s “malpractice” and “immoral” and “a postwar symbolic demonstration of the abuse of authority.” smh I think you all are just problematic and I hope you die <3

😴sleepycesare Follow

??

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😴sleepycesare Follow

> 🥀yourbestfriendalan asks: “lol when am I gonna die”

at dawn i think

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🔎angrydetective Follow

ASYLUM DIRECTORS/CARNIES/SOMNAMBULISTS DNI

🎪Carnage-Carnival Follow

:)

🔎angrydetective Follow

I TOLD YOU NOT TO INTERACT!!! YOU’RE DAYS OF EVIL AND DESTRUCTION ARE OVER!!! I WON’T REST UNTIL I GET TO THE BOTTOM OF YOU’RE DREADFUL DEEDS!!!

🎪Carnage-Carnival Follow

*your

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👑queenjane Follow

>🔎angrydetective asks: “will you marry me”

please stop spamming my inbox

👑queenjane Follow

I’m not going to marry you. why doesn’t anyone ever leave me alone. can I go FIVE MINUTES without some guy breathing down my neck

🎪Carnage-Carnival Follow

no :)

😴sleepycesare Follow

i am in . the your walls

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just met my new client

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he said my wifes neck is beautiful :) he’s so nice :)

💼hutternotharker Follow

the mosquitos here suck tho :( I keep getting bites on my neck

💼hutternotharker Follow

lol why does everyone here keep talking about vampires

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“kill them with kindness” WRONG. plague of rats

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🎈hansbeckert Follow

MINORS DNI SERIOUSLY I MEAN IT

🎈hansbeckert Follow

nvm minors interact!!! I have balloons

🎈hansbeckert Follow

NO

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[fazbear-entertainment-logs]

Ballistic Puppet Show

In Five Nights At Freddy's: Security Breach there is an arcade cabinet by the name of Ballistic Puppet Show. On this cabinet is depicted the Puppet, the Security Puppet from Five Nights At Freddy's: Pizzeria Simulator, and Nightmarionne from the Five Night's At Freddy's 4 Halloween DLC but probably based on the one from Five Night's At Freddy's VR: Help Wanted.

This would also mean Fazbear Entertainment knows about the Security Puppet. They probably learn about it by either finding it in the wreckage of the Pizza Sim fire, or found it in drawing and documents that didn't burn, or found security footage with it on it.

[cha-gyu]

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[matroc-envision]

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Hello objectum people on my phone. If u see this post, put in the tags what types of objects (or whatever else falls under objectum) you feel most love towards. For me It's medical appliances, music instruments and gaming consoles (specifically handhelds) :-)

[miriamjcarranza]

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[ttngummybear]

Gonna say something silly-ish.

One of my deepest childhood wishes was to have a box I could climb into and pretend it was a submarine.

My request from my parents for christmas when I was 16 was literally for the biggest cardboard box they could get ahold of.

I spent months collecting random loose buttons that clicked when pressed, little switches and lights and everything. I wanted to absolutely deck this thing out.

Unfortunately, my parents couldn't find a box I would fit in, so I never got it.

I wish I could build the thing I want. I literally want a little pod with a control panel in it, and screens all around to represent windows, and I want to get in there and play some kind of ocean exploration simulator where I pilot around a submarine. Hell, multiple ones. Imagine a special edition of subnautica you play from this thing, spending the whole game in a submersible. Imagine playing iron lung in it.

[purpleafternoon]

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[rrivlet]

hi I would really like to hear the story of you getting kicked out of a museum for being a 9/11 fan

Okay, so lets set the stage here. 9/11 happens. I'm pretty young at the time, and I don't remember shit about it.

Several years pass. I don't remember exactly how old I was, but I wasn't even 10 yet. I develop an absurd obsession with Aviation Disasters. I watch a lot of Seconds from Disaster about this, eventually learning that Human Error is my least favorite cause of incidents because nothing funny happened to the plane.

However.

I learn about 9/11 in school and my first thought is "this is fuckin rad" because there was a big aviation disaster. I love that shit. I learn that this happened because it was deliberate. I then discard this information because it's no longer necessary. Queue the start of my 9/11 Simulation Era.

I use everything. Boxes, cans, whatever is stackable. A few times, I make a cardboard airplane. My parents are none the wiser because they just think I love airplanes (which is true, but only part of it). This goes on for some time.

Now, the museum I mentioned in those tags was called the "Imaginarium" or something like that. Childrens interactive museum. Lotsa fun stuff, and my family took me there often. One of the things they have here (which is, of course, my favorite exhibit) is a flight simulator cabinet.

One day, my obaachan takes me to the Imaginarium. I take my time, perusing through all the exhibits, making the big bubble, playing with the air cannon, all that jazz. All the while, I'm SUPER excited to get to the end, where the flight sim is.

The flight sim is running some version of microsoft flight simulator and is locked on a cesna of some sort. It has fully functioning foot pedals, throttle, and flight control. I eat this shit up every time for as long as whoever is taking me will let me. You probably already know the shape of this.

The space they have you fly over is like, a small city with surrounding countryside. As luck would have it, the city has two buildings of remarkably similar height next to each other. Sure, I'm piloting a cesna and not a passenger liner, but I don't care. I'm in the moment, I'm fucking crazed out of my tiny child MIND about 9/11, and I can do ANOTHER simulation. In my head, I'm the second plane. I get close enough to the ground (having played the simulator a lot, certainly enough to be familiar with the controls), and I set course, full throttle, for the Second Tower.

As I collide (and the plane bounces around because the game doesn't do exploding planes for some reason lol), I say aloud, and very audibly, "Oh my god, they hit the second tower." Or something to that effect.

It's maybe been 5 or so years since 9/11, so while it's not 100% fresh in peoples memories, it's near the surface of a lot of people's minds. The attendant at the counter not far from where I'm sitting looks at me after I say this, makes a 100% correct read on what I'm fucking doing and what's going on, looks at my obaachan and tells her in no uncertain terms that we need to leave and that "this disrespect cannot be tolerated here."

I don't go to that museum again for many many years, and when I do finally return (for a field trip or something), the flight sim is gone.

But it's okay because I pestered a great many of my caretakers (including my foster parent at one point) with my 9/11 sims, and I'd do it again in a fuckin caffeinated heartbeat.

[ehbeesea3]

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[drugstoreprincess]

Ideas for remodeling a large contemporary attached two-car garage

[sixty-silver-wishes]

dashboard sim 2 but it’s all caligari

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I SWEAR I’M GOING TO KILL THE FUCKING TOWN CLERK HE FUCKING TOLD ME TO FUCKING WAIT WHEN I ASKED FOR A PERMIT FOR THE FAIR

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oops wrong sideblog

🔎angrydetective Follow

IS ANYONE ELSE SEEING THIS

#francis speaks #HE AND NONE OTHER IS CALIGARI

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😴sleepycesare Follow

bis zum morgengrauen

🥀yourbestfriendalan Follow

OP WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

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🥀yourbestfriendalan Follow

OP?????

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👑queenjane Follow

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so uh.

bad news for everyone who voted alan

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🎪Carnage-Carnival Follow

sorry. my somnambulist got ahold of the keyboard again

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👑queenjane Follow

haven’t seen my dad for a while. kinda nervous ngl he should be home by now. gonna go see if everything is ok

🎪Carnage-Carnival Follow

hey I have something to show you

👑queenjane Follow

update. everything is not ok

#WHAT THE **** WAS IN THAT BOX #sorry my parents wont let me swear

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🔎angrydetective Follow

had a crush on my friend and there was a murderer going around so I sat outside this suspicious carnival guy’s tent all night to make sure he and his sideshow freak he keeps in a box weren’t up to anything weird. then my friend gets KIDNAPPED and says it was the freak that did it. but I was watching him LITERALLY ALL NIGHT so I told her it couldn’t have been him. and then she got mad at me?? even though I have EVIDENCE ???

AITA

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update so uh. turns out she was right. but then when I went to propose she said “we queens are not permitted to answer the call of our hearts” wtf does that even mean

#posting this from an asylum cell btw #francis speaks

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girl dinner

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damn you live like this

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[harrysfolklore]

hi! can i request a little bitch blurb where oscar walks in on them 😂

FIRST LITTLE BITCH BLURB OF THE YEAR!! honestly i could never get tired of writing for them and requests keep coming so, enjoy!

READ LITTLE BITCH HERE

"You're sure Oscar won't be home for hours?" Carlos murmurs against your neck as he presses you into the kitchen counter, his hands sliding under the oversized shirt you'd stolen from him.

"Mhm," you tilt your head to give him better access. "Simulator day at McLaren. He'll be gone until evening."

"Good," his accent thickens as he nips at your pulse point. "Because seeing you in my shirt all morning has been driving me crazy, mi amor."

You smirk, running your hands down his chest. "Oh? Is that why you've been following me around the apartment like a lost puppy?"

"I have not-" he starts to protest, but you cut him off by pulling his shirt over his head.

"Really?" you trace the muscles of his abdomen. "So you didn't deliberately walk into the bathroom while I was brushing my teeth? Or need help reaching something in the top cabinet that you can definitely reach yourself?"

Carlos growls low in his throat. "You're teasing me."

"Always," you grin, but it turns into a gasp as he lifts you onto the counter.

"Careful, hermosa," he steps between your legs, hands gripping your thighs. "You know what happens when you tease…"

"Maybe I want to find out," you challenge, wrapping your legs around his waist.

His eyes darken. "Dios mío, the things you do to me…"

"Show me," you whisper against his lips.

He crashes his mouth to yours, one hand tangling in your hair while the other slides up your thigh. You moan as he deepens the kiss, tasting of coffee and something uniquely Carlos.

"Mi amor," he breathes between kisses, "you're wearing too many clothes."

"Even your shirt?" you tease, knowing how much he loves seeing you in his clothes.

"Especially my shirt," he tugs at the hem.

The key turns in the lock of your shared apartment with Oscar, but you're far too distracted by Carlos' lips on your neck to notice.

"MY EYES!" Oscar's voice cracks. "IN THE KITCHEN? REALLY?"

You and Carlos spring apart, but it's too late. Oscar is standing there, one hand dramatically covering his eyes, looking like he's contemplating jumping out the window.

"Oscar!" you squeak, hurriedly adjusting Carlos' shirt that you'd borrowed. "You're… home early."

"This is MY HOME!" Oscar protests, still not looking. "Where I EAT! In THIS KITCHEN!"

Carlos has the decency to look somewhat embarrassed, though you can see him fighting back a smile. "Lo siento, Oscar…"

"Don't 'lo siento' me, mate," Oscar points blindly in Carlos's general direction. "That's my SISTER!"

"We weren't…" you try to explain.

"NO!" Oscar cuts you off. "No explanations. I don't want to know. I will never be able to unsee this. I'm moving out. I'm quitting F1. I'm becoming a hermit in Tasmania."

"You're being dramatic," you roll your eyes.

"DRAMATIC?" Oscar finally uncovers his eyes, immediately regrets it, and covers them again. "Carlos still doesn't have a shirt on!"

Carlos looks down at his bare chest as if just remembering this fact. "Ah, sorry about that…"

"Sorry about- THIS IS A COMMON AREA!" Oscar's voice keeps rising in pitch. "We have RULES!"

"Rules?" Carlos raises an eyebrow at you.

"Rule number one," Oscar recites, "no funny business in common areas. Rule number two, no walking around without clothes. Rule number three…"

"Okay, okay," you interrupt, feeling your face heat up. "We get it. We're sorry."

"I'm telling Lando," Oscar threatens.

"Don't you dare!"

"Oh, I'm daring. I'm traumatized. I need emotional support."

Carlos finally breaks, letting out a laugh. "Come on, Oscar. It's not that bad."

"Not that- mate, you're practically my brother-in-law. I do NOT need to see you trying to devour my sister in our kitchen!"

"Brother-in-law?" you and Carlos say simultaneously, though with very different tones.

Oscar groans. "Oh god, now I've given him ideas. Perfect. This is perfect. I'm calling Mum."

"You will NOT call Mum!" you lunge for his phone.

"Watch me!" he dodges, still keeping one hand over his eyes, which results in him walking straight into the wall.

"Dios mío," Carlos mutters, finally grabbing his shirt from where it had been discarded. "Oscar, I'm dressed now. You can look."

Oscar cautiously peeks through his fingers. "This is going on my therapy bill."

"Add it to the collection," you sigh.

"I will! Right next to 'sending nudes to Carlos' and 'that time in the motorhome when I thought you were going over strategy.'"

"That WAS strategy!" you protest.

"Strategy doesn't involve THAT MUCH SPANISH!"

Carlos is fully laughing now, watching the siblings' exchange with obvious amusement.

"This isn't funny!" Oscar points at him. "You! You're supposed to be the responsible one!"

"Me?" Carlos tries to look innocent. "I'm very responsible."

"Responsible people don't seduce my sister in shared kitchens!"

"To be fair," Carlos grins, "she seduced me."

"NOPE!" Oscar practically runs from the room. "NOPE NOPE NOPE. I'm going to Lando's. Forever. Don't call me. I'll be in therapy."

The door slams behind him, and you can hear him muttering all the way down the hall.

Carlos turns to you, eyes dancing with mischief. "So… brother-in-law, huh?"

"Don't," you warn, but you're fighting a smile.

"Because you know," he steps closer, "that could be arranged…"

"Carlos!"

"I'm just saying," he pulls you back against him, "maybe we should give Oscar a real reason to need therapy…"

From down the hall, Oscar's voice carries: "I FORGOT MY PHONE AND I CAN STILL HEAR YOU!"

You burst out laughing as Carlos quickly steps away again.

"I'm moving out!" Oscar announces as he retrieves his phone. "And YOU," he points at Carlos, "are paying for my therapy!"

"Fair enough," Carlos agrees easily.

Oscar pauses at the door. "And sister?"

"Yes?"

"Next time? Use HIS apartment!"

As the door slams again, Carlos turns to you with a raised eyebrow. "You know… that's not a bad idea…"

"Carlos Sainz!"

"What? I'm being responsible," he grins. "Just like Oscar wanted."

You shake your head, laughing. "You're impossible."

"Impossibly in love," he corrects, then adds more seriously, "though maybe we should get our own place…"

Your heart skips. "Yeah?"

"Sí," he pulls you close again. "Somewhere with a very private kitchen…"

"I heard that!" Oscar's voice comes through the door one final time. "I'm telling Mum!"

This time, you both burst out laughing.

Poor Oscar. Maybe you should start looking at apartments sooner rather than later…

For everyone's sake.

[iamthelandscape]

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