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[ananxiouslittlemess]

[lotus-duckies]

I think Zane was built to look and function like a human, to the point where he was indistinguishable from real people, but he would defy this when he rebuilt himself, looking more robotic and able to exist without needs such as oxygen, food, or sleep. He lived his entire amnesiac life not knowing who he was and being told he was weird and then he discovers what is essentially a vital part to himself and it becomes a part of his personality. He identified as a nindroid, it became his reasoning for everything and he began to erase the very real facts of his humanity in the name of his robotics, because, well, that's who he was, right? But it wasn't. He was a person beyond his parts. He began to embrace both his gears and his humanity, utilizing his systems and functions to engage in his life like all his friends, downloading movies and novels just to be goofy and pretend to be a pirate or a detective, playing video games and consuming food and sleeping for enjoyment like others, rather than out of necessity, but still in much the same way as he did before, in an off, strange way but no less a human than they.

Pixal was built to look like a human, but an idealized human, a perfect one. She needs to recharge, but it's not the same as sleeping, she needs power but not in the form of nutrition. She was programmed to be an assistant and that's what she's going to do. She can't just deviate from that, it's essential. But then she meets someone just like her, someone with a programming but allowed to exist outside of it, someone perfect in a way she isn't, perfect in being flawed and human. She begins to slip and it scares her. All she's ever known were numbers and probability and doing her one job without error, but now she's in a place where all of that is meaningless, where she physically can't rely on them without causing problems. She has to come to terms with humanity to both do and defy her programming, and it's something she comes to regard with fondness. But then her body is taken from her and she's nothing more than code. She misses the sensation of being physical, of being closer to humanity than she's ever known, of having purpose other than just an assistant. When she has a body again, it's a joy, it's fulfilling, but she can't lose her original purpose. She's idealized and perfect in the idea of being human, and she wants to help, help the one who helped her realize her humanity and defy her code. It's a paradox, and she's okay with that.

[patchworkofravens]

The end of Jwcc being canon yasammy + Kenji being adopted by Darius's family + Ben being able to visit bumpy plus the island he almost didn't want to leave in that ep..... Not to overthink and overanalyze (?) But I'm overthinking and overanalyzing about the implications of Brooklyn not having anyone who comforted her on the island / who capital U Understands....I mean I know she's not a baby and she has loving parents and the group have video chats blah blah blah but still..... Like especially considering the scene where they couldn't fall asleep apart so they ended up falling asleep in the same room....... idk it's probably nothing/ just me/gen anyway

[dg-fragments]

Bhaeeeeeeeeeeeee im wondering how that one anon wrote such a long ask. Like i have. Limit of 488 words. I can't write more than 488 but that girl really wrote a whole 1000 words paragraph

Haha bhaeee I'm not too sure about that either but I guess that person needed to write that long paragraph so they somehow got the word limit to work for them, which is good for them I guess. 😅

[cresentmoonprincess]

Saying bourto too op for his age well got part unzamki clan have a lot of chakra kushina would survived the Fox ripped out her she didn’t get Stab.half hyuga whatever minato clan is. Maybe bit of the nine tail fox power in him I said maybe on that one. Who knows he get nine tail fox in him if anything happens to Naruto. Himawari she has bit unzamki if you think of about it with her she more hyuga in her be more like Neji don’t have seal on forehead Carry his Legacy what I believe who know with her I made that up. idk she get nine tails fox in her that’s fine but the flaw is she gets Pregnant the seal be weakened be like her grandmother don’t want that again plus Naruto barely alive he got fox ripped out of him I don’t think himawari going to make it. It’s a ify it’s low chance if you think at op wait intill borusara have a child. That kid may have Rinnagan but that ify too.borusara kid part hyuga and uchiha mostly uchiha it’s more dominant. Other things I didnt mention with boruto but this what got with naruhina kids.

[perhaps42]

Hey Y’all, I had an Idea

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Jesica and Tch’Aglox sit down in the mess hall to eat lunch together. The Council sent a new batch of cadets to the training center, and the room is noisier than normal.

Tch’Aglox: “Human-Jesica, I am curious, why did one of the freshies call you X?”

Jesica, smiling: “Before I signed up with the Guard, I was a security officer on a transport ship. Right around halfway through our trip from Harmony 448c to Cirus V, our ship was attacked and boarded by pirates. Most of the crew and passengers were captured immediately, though I and a few others managed to find hiding places. Once the sweep search passed me, I made my way to the nearest control terminal and synced the ship’s intercom system to my tablet. I then put in some ear plugs, drew my gun, and set the intercom to play the old earth song "X Gon Give It To Ya" at max volume. The pirates were very noise-sensitive, so they were pretty well incapacitated as I swept the ship and shot them dead. Apparently, one of the passengers that didn’t have ears shot a video, right as the chorus started, of me shooting the pirates that were guarding them, and it went viral on the Net. I’m kinda surprised you haven’t seen it.”

Tch’Aglox: “I came from a small colony of idealists who belived that the Net for emergency communication. I was only able to escape after the war began and the draft started.”

Jesica: “Ah, yeah that would explain it. Looks like the draft wasn’t all bad after all, eh?”

Tch’Aglox: “Honestly, knowing what lies ahead, I’d rather go back...”

Jesica nods in sober agreement. The rest of the meal passes in silence.

[project-keep-fighting]

It irks me when normal people say they are different just because they like their milk sugarless. They throw their heads back in laughter, make a toast for being weird. They drink their wine like everybody else’s. You are not different till you know what true isolation is. Were you ever burned at the stake for claiming the earth might be round? Or do you double check your thoughts before talking, afraid you might receive the same goddamn look every time? Does your grip tighten around the glass you’re holding, reading “you are such a freak!” from the faces around you? When you open your mouth and speak in the language of normality, or whatever you consider the language of the norms is, do you still receive odd looks? Have people told you you are special? Special? Like a mother referring to her mentally handicapped child? Doesn’t it just boils inside you this hatred towards anyone who belittles your words for being too celestial? Or have you never spoken such words, odd one? It’s all just a bitter conversation about things that you don’t care about, but you know you should be caring about, right? Are all social gatherings like that to you? Does this void inside you sucks you in and do you fall in spirals or just straight down? Does falling make you nauseous when people don’t respond to your words? They never know how to respond to your words, right? You say the darndest things, you special little handicapped one. Have you ever felt the need to remind yourself to tone it down this evening and act normal before you leave your house? Do you stand in mirrors and practice normal conversations and facial expressions? Then you must know how stupid you feel when something slips out of your lips, the prison of your teeth could not hold it back. And just when everybody started seeing you as normal, you say something you shouldn’t, but you laugh it off. You shrug and say well I’m just weird I guess. When this slip of the tongue was nothing but the tip of who you truly are. Have you ever felt like the vastness of an ocean and how bitter did you feel when you’ve learned that your waters are non-swimmable? Perhaps guilt lurches inside you and slithers like a serpent for throwing all those party guests into your ocean without an invitation. Does this guilt cause you to isolate yourself so often that the prison of your teeth have rusted and now every single word is escaping? . Right? . So does your milk taste good sugarless?

n.a.a // On being wierd

[rainteared]

Worth

I’ve heard all my life about how this world will drain you and I’ve realized that it’s true. I’ve never had a best friend. All I had was my sister. I never realized how much life was pulling me into thinking i was such a waste of life because I never had anyone to love me. My sister loved me but she didn’t love me enough, I’ve always needed more that one person to love me. That’s who I am, and that’s not her fault. But I know that if I was with you, I would only need you. I wouldn’t need someone else. I can be cold and i can mistreat others but you made me realize how beautiful this world is everyday and I promise everyday that i will try my hardest to put everything I can into making you happy. I was crushed when I was reminded how fake that was when I met my parents again but I tried to put my all into helping you after the fight... into fixing you. I knew you didn’t need much fixing, but I made myself think you needed fixing so that I had a reason to love you without admitting it to myself. When I go outside and get cold I’m trying to keep myself warm. But I don’t want to just warm myself, I want to warm you so that you can experience life the best way possible. The best way possible with me. I want to always be there to warm you, even when life does drain me and i give up and my body gets too cold to produce any heat. When I came back to home, I didn’t care that you hurt me previously. I didn’t care. I didn’t realize how much I had fallen for you. You made me realize that it really doesn’t matter that my coat is not the thickest coat, but that it still gives off warmth and life. I will love life. If you dont feel the same way, I will still love life. Because I have loved you. Even if you don’t love me back, I will run away somewhere knowing that I loved you to the fullest. And I will warm all that I can where I go. When I am put in a bad place, I will love everyone around me no matter what the circumstance is, knowing that I had spread my love to you, knowing that I could do it again. Before I met you I would never of said any of these words, but you made me realize how much I can do. How much I can say. How much I can love. How much I can love you. Loving me could be worth it ..

I wrote this for my friend and i’s book .... but i changed it up a bit to make it more natural. Oh god this is supes weird I’ve never really written something this intense lol i guess its a good excercise? Idk ...