the bit bucket

the rough times of the day

“GUUUHHH”

Another wave on sickness rushed through Bendy as the last bit of his last meal was again rejected by his body now laying in the bucket before him which he was gripping for dear life. Tears where starting to collect them self’s at the edges on his eyes and the bitter sting left behind by the thick black liquid dripping down his chin made him want to throw up again but there was nothing to throw out anymore.

“come on Bendy big breaths” his brother said in a soft voice, gently petting his back to help him through the pulsing pain wreaking his body.

Bendy gripped the bucket a bit tighter feeling something all too familiar slowly crawl its way into his senses sticking his nerves with a fear of what’s about to come next

“oh no”

Boris pulled his hand back a little so it was hovering above Bendy’s back but not touching him.

“Bendy?”

A scream ripped itself from Bendy’s throat, a hot shot of crippling pain wreaking through his abandon as if his body was rejecting its own stomach. His arms shot out to his lower body gripping into his own skin so tight that if he wasn’t crippling under the pressure of his disease slowly destroying his body, he would have feared he tear open his skin.

Bendy was vaguely aware of the bucket tipping over and falling out of his lap, spilling the black stuff everywhere and leaving behind an gut wrenching sour smell.

“I’M GONNA DIE, I WANT TO DIE”

Boris quickly placed his hand back on Bendy’s lower back and let the other find its way to the others knee, little tear welled up in his eyes, not being able to bear looking at his brother in so much pain.

“n-no Bendy don’t say that be strong oke, you’ll be oke.. j-just hold on”

Another scream was forced out Bendy, still gripping into his stomach, the red hot pain ripping both his mind and will apart like it was a piece of paper.

“BROTHER I CAN’T IT’S TO MUCH I CAN’T PLEASE JUST LET IT END”

Bendy sobbed, it was too much to handle. The heat it was too much he was losing his damn mind, He couldn’t he just couldn’t.

“bendy”

A pair of arms wrapped themselves around Bendy’s shoulders, pulling him quickly but gently against Boris chest that was shacking from the sobs and hiccups going through him.

“please it’ll be oke brother just don’t lose hope please”

Boris held Bendy closer to himself like his was trying to squeeze away the illness that was wreaking his brother. 

Bendy breathing picked up some more, swallowing big gulps of air like he never had taken a breath in his life. trying to shut it out the feeling of his nerves burning and screaming out in bloody murder. Trying to push through and passed the crippling hot pain and the feeling his lungs where getting skinned alive.

If not for himself he was trying for somebody who still needed him, the person he cared about most in the world, “for Boris” he told himself .

Slowly ever so slowly relaxed even if it was just a tiny bit, the pain died down enough for him to regular his breathing and lean against Boris, too exhausted  to move.   

“it’s oke”

Boris squeezed Bendy a little closer to him, tears now freely going down his face.

“it’ll always be oke, I know you’re strong enough Bendy”

A little smile showed itself on Bendy’s lips when Boris started wiggling his tail happily, glad that his brother was more or less oke now.

“I’m not strong” Bendy said with a weak voice that was still tuckered out from all that screaming. “you’re the only reason I keep fighting Boris” he said with a soft sigh, now relaxing fulling against the other, leaning his head against Boris chest.

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i tried 

you probaly get a fuck ton of these already but meh i thought you might like this one

(sorry i’m a shitty writer)

anyhow this is based on that little comic when bendy was pretty much dying but not quite

welp here you go have fun with it 

fic by idk-likesomeone

  • response:

thank you for this awesome fic! 

actually I didn’t get any fanfic about this AU; you’re the first bruh!

I added a little art if you don’t mind ^^

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guys, remember that one fanfic idea i had a while ago, involving 80s!got7 and jaebum being the new kid in town who shows jinyoung the world? i made a trailer for it. 

summary: park jinyoung has a monotone life and is on the edge of a depression episode when, in the 1987 new year’s eve party, one of his best friends’ cousin from the big city, im jaebum, comes to the town. at first, everyone is fascinated by the fearless way the new kid carries his life, meanwhile jaebum couldn’t be more bored. and from the deepth of his boredom, jaebum comes up with an idea that would make his stay in the city a bit more interesting: a bucket list. he makes his cousin’s group of friends write down all the things they always wanted to experience but are too afraid to do it, promising that, with his help, by the end of that year, they’d have accomplished all the items in their list.

anonymous asked:

So I'm like a silent follower and I love your hard work you're putting in updating everyone with BTS fashion, where to find items and your personal opinions that I really value, you're amazing! ♡♡♡ I saw you did posts about your favourite airport fashion of boys and I love them all, with your comments especially~ I wondered, what are the worst for you though? I'm personally curious about Hoseok, Jimin and Yoongi but will be happy for any member actually :) Thank you for all the work ♡♡♡

ohhh boy this one’s gonna be fun. now none of these are BAD, HORRIBLE, HIDEOUS etc etc … but more like I wouldn’t wear them, this is only my personal opinion.

NAMJOON:

  • This might have been a bit better without the bucket hat and glasses (x)
  • Not bad but the color combination is throwing me off, It’s too matchy-matchy for me (x)
  • Again not bad, but too bulky. take away those pants, pair it with something more fitted, then depending on what you chose also take away  the Timberlands and you’ll have an amazing outfit (x)
  • …I think we all remember this one (x)
  • I’m not feeling this whole stripe on stripe look (x)
  • It’s not horrible but lol the minion look (x)

SEOKJIN:

  • Couldn’t find any

YOONGI:

  • This was in 2013 so I’ll give him a pass but there’s just too many layers, I don’t know where to focus on (x)
  • This could have been a really nice outfit but those sandals…….. (x)

HOSEOK:

  • These are nice pieces that imo just dont go well together. the khaki pants with that camo top and palm print bucket hat (x)
  • It’s not horrible but It’s just not my favorite outfit on him (x)
  • This one is more about personal prefererance. I don’t really like the color of this denim jacket. Another color would have looked great with those leather pants  (x)
  • well at least he’s gonna be comfortable lol that’s all i have to say  (x)

JIMIN:

  • Couldn’t find any

TAEHYUNG:

  • Tae is into the whole baggy/oversized look and most of the time he gets it right, this one for was a bit too baggy. the black sweater emphasizes it even more. Another top or sweater might have been a better choice (x)
  • Not bad but would have looked better with another pair of pants, maybe one of his wide-leg pants, the ones that reach his ankles (x)

JUNGKOOK:

  • I’m not a big fan of neon green, especially paired with red (x)
The Sparky Chronicles: Pranks

Time cannot erase, the sorrow and pain we feel,

Nor can it make things better, or force our hearts to heal.

Time is now a measure, of the days since you’ve been gone,

Of getting by the best we can, and trying to be strong.

Time should mend a broken heart, that is what they say,

But time will never change the fact that you have gone away.


       Celestia and Gentle had just returned from a trip to Saddle Arabia. It was always fun, and the ponies there a joy to talk to. Gentle smiled as he stopped at Sparky’s room, the door slightly ajar, looking forward to see his son. “Hey Sparky… we’re hom-”

       As soon as he pushed the door open a bucket of water landed on his head. Gentle was a bit shocked, the bucket staying on his head as he slipped, landing at the tail of his son. Solar was in full laughter mode, tearing up as he watched his Dad perform a slapstick act for his amusement. Gentle used his wings to remove the bucket.

       "Sparky…“ Solar finally got to his hooves and gave his dad an innocent look. "Yes?” Gentle could almost see the halo. “We just get back… and somepony wants to be grounded…?” Sparky giggled.

       "C'mon dad it was funny!“ Celestia had come to see what had happened and was laughing a bit as well. Gentle couldn’t be too mad at them as he finally managed to get to his hooves. "Alright alright… you’re getting off easy this time…”

       Celestia giggled a bit more as she went to their room to change out of her formal attire. The door opened and large plastic spider dropped and dangled in front of her face. She screamed and slipped in her panic, falling into the wall upside down. Two guards came running.

       "Your majesty! Are you alright?!“ Tia sighed, not amused, as Solar was once again in a fit of glee.

       "I am fine. Go back to your duties.” they saluted and left. Sparky continued to laugh as a yellow glow surrounded him. “Whoa, mom, it was just a prank! Calm down!”

       Gentle slowly helped her up as she brought her son over to her. He was trapped and knew what was coming. Gentle pulled two feathers from his wings, Celestia taking them both and then started to tickle their son mercilessly. “No! Mom! Stop! I’m sorry!” he was laughing so hard, trying to get out of the spell, but nothing doing.

       After a few minutes she set him down and released him. “I think that’s enough punishment for that… Well, actually…” Solar looked up to Celestia confused. She smiled, a vicious smile, that only a mom could unleash. “I think the kitchen staff need a break from their nightly cleaning.” Sparky’s eyes widened.

       "NOOO! Mom, c'mon! That’s just mean!!“ She smiled and suddenly hugged him to her, giving him a kiss of the cheek. "Gotcha.” He sighed in relief and nuzzled into her. “I really just missed you and dad. It’s always so boring around here. The guards are no fun, and the kitchen staff are big ol’ meanie heads.”

       Gentle smiled as he walked up next to them. “We’ll see what we can do… to maybe bring you next time…” Celestia frowned, some of the places they traveled were a bit dangerous for a child. Her face then lit up. “How about next time we ask your aunty Twi and Lulu to watch you. You always have fun with them.”

       Solar’s eyes widened as he smiled big, nuzzling into his big mom some more. “That would be great! They are so much fun and I can play with Pterus too!!” Gentle smiled. “Well we have to go out of town again… next week I believe… so I think that’s plenty of time to get the okay from them…” He started running around, jumping and giggling.

       "It’s gonna be so much fun!“ Then he stopped yawned loudly. Gentle smiled and picked him up onto his back. "Bed time… how about you snuggle with us tonight… buddy…?” Sparky wrapped his legs around his dad’s neck and nuzzled him, Celestia smiling warmly. “I guess that’s a yes.”

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The Bit Recycler Version 1.2
© Copyright 1992 TOGGLE BOOLEANS
All rights reserved.

Inside your computer are millions of little bits.
Each one of those bits can be a one or a zero and as your computer
runs programs each one of these bits changes its state, often
thousands of times every second.

Understandably, this puts a lot of pressure on your bits and,
after a period of time, some of your bits may start to wear out.
At first your bits become a little bit cranky and don’t change
quite as quickly and after much use they may become worn out on
the edges.

The Bit Recycler is designed to reconstitute your bits, making
sure that your bits are always in top shape.

When you first run the Bit Recycler, the title screen will appear.
The first thing to do is to select “Analyse Bits” from the Run
Menu. The Bit Recycler will proceed to analyse your bits and
determine their average state of health. When analysis has
completed you will be presented with a report. If the report
recommends bit recycling then choose “Recycle” from the Run menu.

Bit Recycling has three stages. First, your worn out bits are ground
up into a sort of bit ‘mush’. The bit mush is then boiled and poured
on to a conveyor belt where finally, brand new bits are stamped out.

Bit Recycling is a maintainence operation which should be performed
at least once a month. This will normally substitute for the old-
fashioned way of recycling your bits. Somewhere inside your computer,
usually tucked away beside the hard drive, there is a little container
called the 'Bit Bucket’. Worn out bits usually accumulate in the
Bit Bucket. For manual recycling, bring your computer to a trained
Bit Recycling Technician. He will remove the Bit Bucket and pour
the worn out bits into a little spout on the back of your computer
where they will be reprocessed.

* NOTE:  Do not attempt manual bit recycling yourself.
The above description of manual recycling is a
simplified outline of an inherently complex and technical
operation. Use the TOGGLE BOOLEANS Bit Recycler instead or
consult a trained technician. TOGGLE BOOLEANS will not
be responsible, in any way whatsoever, for any damage
or data loss caused by the use of the Bit Recycler
or following these intructions.

Version 1.2 also add the ability to detect and execute subversive
elements among your bits. Sometimes when bits are worked too
hard they become revolutionary. If your Ones are being worked
harder than your Zeros, the Ones begin to feel like they are being
exploited and if there is strong leader among them, they can
rampage through your computer trying to turn all of the Zeros they
find into Ones.
This can cause great havoc for the computer user, so it is important
to ocassionally discipline or execute these subversive elements.
To do so, select Execute Subversive Bits from the Run menu after
Bit Analysis has completed.

The Bit Recycler Version 1.2 is freeware. It may be copied and
distributed freely under the following conditions:

- No modifications are to be made to the Bit Recycler program
 or this documentation.
- This file must be distributed with the Bit Recycler program.

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a/n: still please request, my ask is always open!

“Hurry up y/l/n, you don’t want to starve these raptors.” Owen joked from the top of the catwalk. You forced a small smile and tried to hurry up the steps, but the buckets were incredibly heavy for you. Owen watched you struggle, and yes normally he would help you, but he had to make sure you could do it on your own.

Out of breath, you handed him the first bucket. “A bit heavy?” He laughed. You shrugged. “Eh, not bad.” He smiled and looked back down at the raptors who were impatiently waiting for their lunch. “Hold! Hey! Okay.” His stern voice caught the attention of all. The raptors below were very on edge and couldn’t sit still, barely focusing on their trainer. “Eyes on me. Blue? Blue! Watch it.” He continued clicking his clicker trying to keep their attention. “Charlie, hey! Don’t give me that shit. Delta lock it up!” He ordered at the beast. He grabbed your arm slightly and moved you to the side, never breaking eye contact with the raptors.

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Just Insane

My story for the Supernatural Hiatus Writing Challenge, Week 1! :) Bolded line in the story is the quote for this week. Had a lot of fun with this. ;)

Characters: Reader x Jensen, Jared, Misha, and Rob

Words: 559

Quote Prompt: “Please, point your gun at me if it helps you relax.”

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I didn’t quite expect to “finish” two big pictures when I sat down drawing this morning… also didn’t want to waste me markers so *scans in 2-bit then selects bucket tool and fills in everything while sometimes sighing loudly as the whole picture turns black because of one tiny butterfly-fart hole in the lines*

Shima “whatever might as well” Renzou and Izumo “pissed as fuck” Kamiki @ your service

(didn’t exactly draw what I imagined for Shima but some of you guys’ works I’ve found influenced me in the past few days so horns and stuff yeah oH ALSO BEFORE I FORGET: anyone who wants to color these, go ahead.)

edit: actually worked some more on Renzou oops