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elsitiodelprogramador · 2 months
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Comunicación PLC S7-1200 por PROFINET
En este tutorial encontraremos la configuración de dispositivos de control y monitorización para suintegración en la cadena productiva. Conexión de varios PLC y SCADA mediante una rede de comunicación ProfiNet con TIA PORTAL. red de comunicación y ejemplos scada WINCC siemens La comunicación process field net que es un acrónimo, es un protocolo de comunicación basado en ethernet industrial bajo…
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tecnoplc · 1 year
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He elaborado un Curso de TIA Portal con un temario muy extenso, de acceso gratuito y a tu ritmo, para que entres a cualquier tema cuando quieras. Aprende a programar con todos los detalles necesarios. Echa un vistazo y déjame un comentario en el artículo por favor.
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starrysnowdrop · 2 years
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Lover’s First Kiss
It wasn’t like a first kiss because we knew each other too intimately for that. It was the kiss you spend your whole life waiting for. ~ Nicole Williams
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kiqoqehugoh · 2 years
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usieurs études leur </p><br>https://kiqoqehugoh.tumblr.com/post/694303415380115456/notice-parasol-download-link-vkccc7jkeu, https://lenelufuko.tumblr.com/post/694303930985938944/elevage-de-porc-en-zone-tropicale-pdf, https://lenelufuko.tumblr.com/post/694305729662877696/mode-demploi-chase-deau-geberit-catalog, https://lenelufuko.tumblr.com/post/694304512034373632/hotas-warthog-manuel-consulter-en, https://kiqoqehugoh.tumblr.com/post/694303955500630016/friteuse-keenox-mode-demploi-lave-vaisselle.
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jazjelspen · 11 months
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amor eterno
(miguel and platonic!reader)
(spanglish speaking mexican reader/silly cursing/full sentences in spanish here and there/not proofread/kinda rushed/female reader)
(Happy Father's Day everyone!)
(may make a pt.2 but not sure yet)
(you are Miguel's biological daughter in a different universe and you had to watch your father pass and get buried in your younger years.
you, now an older teenager, have been mastering your spider powers to help the city and your community till all of a sudden you get sucked into another universe where... you see your father again.)
the entire first half of your day was pretty chill as per usual, you just came out of school. you are in a rush inside your home and have been currently getting a few things for your "after school activities". your Tia May always reminding you to stay safe and be careful while Peter, your adoptive brother/guy in the chair, tried to casually dismiss May to let you out faster by asking you to bring him an iced coffee when you get back. once you ran out excusing yourself that you "cannot be late" you then hid behind a secluded alley way to change out of your normie clothes to switch into your spider-themed attire.
It was a normal rest of the day for you, being a crime-fighting spider themed vigilante casually swinging and leaping through your city while taking on a few thieves and even a villain to help your community before resting on top of a roof with a photo of you and your father while munching on a light snack and talking with said photo.
"octo was such a migraine today 'apa.." you scoffed before you took a bite out of your food. "pretty sure I might've broken a small bone or two..somewhere.. but I'm not really sure," you chuckled as you continued "and I know you'd tell me, ten mas cuidado mija, por pendeja te vas a quebrar la cabeza la proxima ves." you spoke as you talked directly to the photo of your smiling dad and you both catching butterflies on a bright sunny day. you imagined what else he'd do right now if he saw and heard you like this, maybe scold you, hug you, curse you out for being reckless then hug you. imagining all this just made you tear up as you stared at his face that you miss seeing everyday, oh how you missed it when he got mad at you. you'd rather him get mad at you a thousand times if it meant to have him back. "I miss you so much.." you let the tears run a bit yet you continued too down your food to calm down the nerves.
after awhile you calmed down and the sun was set with the stars barley getting into view as you peacefully finished the last few chews on your delight whilst enjoying the moment. after crying a bit and relaxing the environment was just so calm and so peaceful in that one second that you even felt as if you were floating, literally. you could practically feel yourself slowly coming off the floor of the roof and your snack basically almost floating out of your han-- oh.
wait.
you are floating.
your eyes then noticed ominous lights of blue, pink,..purple.. and turquoise-- glowing from up above you. 
"ay caray..." you mumbled
you quickly snapped your head to look at the direction of the now glowing portal with black specks now growing in size.. you caught on that this portal was trying to suck you in!
"WHATHEFUCK!!" 
 you immediately shot two spider webs at the ground, one on the floor and one at the photo of your father and you to immediately tuck into your spider outfit to prevent from losing it-- these actions unfortunately forced you to let go of your delicious snack though. you held on as tightly as you could but to no avail your web detached itself from the surface and you were sucked in by the portal with your limbs scrambling to get back out but it closed right in your face. 
as you traveled while screaming your lungs out all you could see was a complete endless void of galaxies and glowing blue constellation-like spiderwebs everywhere, your body continued to be sucked into different directions until you were spit right through another portal.
 it was all incredibly blurry until you noticed you were heading face first into a group of people who all didn't seem to notice you until the last minute.
"AGUAS AGUAS WATCHOUT--" then they all exclaimed in pain with you as you crashed head first into them. as you all groaned while getting up.
"god that hurt.."
"what was that?--"
"seems like it's a spider-person.."
" 'don't seem like someone we have in the society."
you stayed on the ground still trying to process what just happened but once the figures started becoming clearer and your spider senses started tingling like crazy you then immediately scrambled to crawl away after you realized that-- they are all spider people! just like you!
"what the-- who are you people??.. where am I wh--.." you looked at all of them but a girl of fair skin, blue eyes and blonde hair, one side longer and pinker while the other was half shaved, stretched her hand out to you.
"hey hey... I know this might seem confusing--" she spoke "but right now you have nothing to worry, you're in the spider-society!.. so we don't intend to hurt you.."
you hesitantly took her hand as you got up, looking at her and those behind you up and down for any bad intent, which you didn't get but you still wouldn't let your guard down.
"my name is Gwen Stacy, those behind me are Hobie and Pavitr." each name she mentioned either nodded you 'hello', or gave you an exaggerated 'hello' wave.
you let go of her hand and took a step back, you recognized her last name but decided to think nothing of it "my name is _____... where am I?, I know you said the spider-society and clearly there's more than one... me." you sighed "but did I travel into another part of the world or--"
"oh no you're in another universe."
"what."
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it's been a good few yet long minutes being shown around the Spider-Society HQ and you've got to say you were getting along pretty well with these new spiders. You have been chatting with a few other spider people along the way and you were starting to really dig some of these guys, mostly because of the title and job but it was really starting to sink in. there were people out there in the vast multiverse that were just like you, held the same goals as you.. you felt like there really are people out here that are able to understand you the way your father did.
"and that's the lunch room, oh and theres the gym room but for some reason it's name is much longer than necessary since the leader of this whole organization is a bit of a drama queen. for understandable reasons but still it doesn't help much." Gwen spoke exasperatedly while leading you through the halls, Hobie and Pavitr following close behind yet kind of mingling between each other instead.
" tu leader? theres a whole leader to this entire mess?" you asked while widening your arms to emphasize the size of this entire organization.
"you bet, Miguel isn't the easiest person to get along with but he does his job really well in protecting the multiverse and all the worlds that live in it." she shrugged while speaking.
your body froze on the spot, the blonde took a few steps after you before noticing your slight missing presence and looking behind herself to see you with a worried look on her face. "you alright there?.."
"Miguel." you paused "Miguel." you repeated "that's... sorry that's my dad's name." you let out a sigh with an awkward smile "he died when I was younger but-- " you then couldn't help but chuckle slightly in embarrassment "ah, just missing him a lot lately."
Gwen smiled faintly as she walked up to you and placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, which you flinched at a bit but relaxed when you saw she was just trying to comfort you.. in her own way. "I'm sure he was a good man, _____. considering how many universes there are I'm sure that in one of them you and him are living happily... somewhere out there."
that phrase gave you a sense of comfort, you smiled and nodded as you gently patted the hand that was on your shoulder.
that was until in the same hand she hand on you her watch shined and emitted a small hologram of a person, a woman. she asked for Gwen and her group to go to Miguel's "office" for an overview of a mission that has to take place.
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you weren't exactly supposed to be there with them but you insisted to join them, using the excuse that you just wanted to know more about this whole society right from the source. but really you just wanted to see how this Miguel person was.
your spidey senses tingled in anticipation as you were expecting a whole different person entirely until you finally looked at the face of the man in front of you, once he turned to look at you and the entire group and all you could do was stare.
as he was speaking he noticed your staring but ignored it trying to get to the point into why he called his most trusted spiders in here. the thing is your staring made him lose focus since your eyes burned into his skull and he forced himself to stop mid convo to look at you face to face.
"what is it kid? what's your problem?" the man who calls himself Miguel O’hara. the same man who raised you but died in front of you. it was as if he was right in front of you back from the dead but just.. in a blue spider-man suit.
in a split second you felt your body just run up to him and hug him. everyone else gasped while you just sobbed and he immediately grabbed your shoulders and pushed you away but he paused while still holding onto you since you called him the word his own little girl used to call him by, " 'apa.. no sabes quanto te extrañé.. te juro que todo este tiempo siempre estoy regresando a la chamba tratando de ayudar a mi communidad y asciendo mucho mas. exactamente como tu me pediste papito..."
the man tensed up and looked at you and utter confusion yet with a mix of hurt just from being called 'apa',
"who are you?" was all he asked.
you wiped off all your running tears before answering "mi nombre es _____ O'hara. y yo vi a mi papa, Miguel O'hara, morir enfrente de mi para que yo podia vivir otra dia mas." you sniffed as you tried to relax "and I became Spider-man to keep his memory alive."
Miguel's eyes seemed to have widened, as if he wasn't sure what to think. his late daughter's name was Gabriella.. not ______.
once the man continued to stare at you in thought you continued to blabber your mouth out "his.. his name was Miguel O'hara." you repeated as you scrambled to get the photo of you and your dad that you held onto just awhile ago and showed it to him, basically presenting it right on his face "he raised me alone after my mother died giving birth to me, he loved empanadas y.. y--"
he gently took in the photo with one hand and the other he continued to hold onto your shoulder. while he stared deeply into the photo he seems to be inspecting it for authenticity. it took a minute of him just looking at you and then the photo and it seemed he recongnized the resemblance of the little kid in the photo to be you. for a split moment it seemed as if he was about to pull you in for a hug until he pushed you further away and letting you go "I'm not your father, kid. he and I might've shared the same name and the same physical features," he gave you a cold and hard look as he carefully returned the photo to you "but I'm not him."
"he's gone."
and just like that he said that one last phrase before he turned to then proceed to ignore you and return to talk to his team, whom were all awkwardly standing there from the scene they just witnessed. he spoke of some mission.. an anomaly.. and who knows what else. all you could think of was how this variation of your father was cold and distant. you hoped for a split second that this variant would at least recognize you, care for you the way your father did. but you should've known better, you know better, that this man was more than right.
he wasn't your father, no matter how many traits, features, or names they shared. you couldn't use this variant of him as a replacement.
not like there was ever a way to replace the man that raised you before May did anyway.
(tried to add some mexican slang and phrases that my family and I use on the daily, as well as trying to make this somewhat relatable to my fellow mexican/americans out there! T-T also sorry if my spanish grammar is a bit weird, not exactly used to writing dialogue in spanish but ill get used to it for sure <3)
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strawhatkia · 9 months
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sundress season.
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INCLUDES ! 1610!miles and hobie brown x black!fem!reader
GENRE ! fluff
SYNOPSIS ! they see you in a sundress for the first time
WARNINGS ! character and reader are not together...yet!,
WORD COUNT ! 0.6k
A/N ! the way this was suppose to be the whole spider crew plus miguel and i got tired not even half way through....this just gon be a lil tester but this is getting deleted and revamped later !
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— ☾⋆⁺₊🌻🖌✧ SPIDER-MILES !
i cannot fathom to you how flustered this boy gets on a regular day when y'all really not doing anything. the boy already really likes how you look in your regular uniform or just casual street clothes so when rio and jeff invite you over for the carne asada/cookout and you popped in a sundress of all things, he kinda doesn't know how to act.
oh, and his parents find it absolutely hilarious. this is really the time where him being jeff's son and aaron's nephew really shines through. he's awkward about it and can't seem to get through any of his sentences.
he really likes the way it fits you and the color compliments you well but he has such a hard time for like a good 30 minutes. eventually, aaron comes to save him and gives him a tip of going to get some drinks for the both of you and take you somewhere private to talk.
not to mention, his whole family thinks you two are too cute for words and takes every chance to mention how much of a good couple you two make. once you come back over to get something to eat, you are bombarded by multiple family members. miles is definitely nervously laughing to get through the embarrassment of all them making the most outlandish comments and gave up after the 4th tia said how lucky he is to have you.
— ☾⋆⁺₊🎸🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 ✧ HOBIE BROWN !
this is literally the world's boldest man ever, he truly don't give a fuck whose watching. you were actually in the middle of a block party when you were called to debrief about a mission. not to be bothered to put on your suit (especially since peter b. walks around in a pink robe of all things), you step through the portal in your sundress and sandals.
certainly not the first time hq has seen you out of uniform but the sundress has you grabbing compliments left and right from all the spider people present (even miguel, which was surprising). it would be hobie to see you last though. he was originally talking to pav who was rambling on about his recent date with gayatri again when he catches a glimpse of you pass by to go into the meeting room with miguel and jessica.
now in my eyes, hobie immediately tunes out of pav's conversation at once to focus all of his attention on you and makes the split decision to follow you in there. it's not like jessica will care enough to kick him out and he does not care what miguel has to say. quite frankly, the man only sees you at the moment and that doesn't even catch up to him until he's right in front of you.
then in the thickest accent possible, he flirts endlessly throughout the entire meeting. the man has no sense of personal space around his friends and it's only ten times worse with you. hanging off your shoulders, wrapping his long arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder while hugging from behind. you do your best to acknowledge, because ignoring him will not work and only make it worse, but to also get through the meeting.
it's easy to chalk it up as hobie being a physical person but there's only so much to explain the way he feels up on the material of the dress, making comments that make you feel like you're blushing and distract from whatever miguel was saying before he gave up and just told you to come in later. without hobie.
leaving the meeting was easier than staying in it but now you gotta deal with a very cocky spiderman that is doing his absolute best to talk you into coming back to his dimension. (pav is watching from a distance with a bag of popcorn, squealing over how many of his friends are having romance novel moments)
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I wasn't going to come back to this au, I might not do so again, but... Happy Ending AU, bitches. These scenes are kinda short for the au, half way between notes and actual scenes, but I hope they still bring you joy.
And then, one day, they are just... ready. Months of work and research and sneaking around and now... Well, here it is. Most people were only told once summoned to the meeting room - thirty minutes to pack a backpack of everything you want to save, give it to Philza, and be back here on time.
They expected resistance, or blame, or... Or Fit is not sure, but not the way Jaiden just broke, laughing and sobbing, or Foolish's sharp "finally!".
Fit's known this was coming for a while, and so have the people he loves. Even Ramón's is already packed and safely with Philza, filled with gears and cogs and the giant sniffer toy that Pac had made him.
Pac and Mike are also ready, Richarlyson already sat inside the train and they and Aypierre make the final adjustments. In the interests of information security only those three and Philza himself know exactly where they are going; Fit is here to protect them if the Feds do catch on at this most delicate of times.
Slowly everyone makes it back, the first time everyone has been punctual for a while, every surviving egg and islander bundled into the train.
Everyone except for Philza.
"Be good for papa Missa, your tios and tias, okay?" Philza tells his children as he hugs them both. "Hey, hey, no, fuck- don't cry, kids, don't cry. You'll make me tear up too."
"You sure you aren't coming with us?" Cellbit calls to him, eyes strained as he bundles against Roier, Richarlyson in his lap. There's life in them, though, life that Fit hasn't seen in weeks.
"Nah mate," Philza stands, one egg on each hip as he walks them the last few steps to the train. "Someone's got to open the portals, yeah? Couldn't risk pre-building them, and I'm the one who won't die from this."
Frankly, it's a fucking miracle they have anyone who can touch the void, but Fit's known Philza's secret for decades.
It doesn't stop him from grabbing his arm and pulling him into a rough hug.
"You be careful," Fit tells him. "Don't wanna come out the other side to see my babygirl all burnt up again."
Philza cackles despite the scars, "won't be making that mistake again, big boy. Come on now, what's gotten into you, Fit? It's just a little hike, yeah?"
Fit lets him go; they both know it isn't just a hike, "I'll see you on the other side."
"The other side."
Philza steps away, inventory full of backpacks and their lives. You don't bring things across the nether-borders, but a god-touched elytran... Well, despite everything, Philza has his contacts.
Just as Fit has his.
Tazercraft's train is the same of any of their trains in design, just with a little more care taken to have enough seats. Fit checks Ramón's seatbelt, before leaning over to help Cellbit with Richarlyson's; some of the eggs are good about these things, but his boyfriend's son is certainly not one of them.
After everything, after everything, they refuse to lose any more children now.
Not right now, not at the last hurdle, not when at the end of this train journey they will be as immortal as any player.
And fuck, it hurts how many didn't get here - Fit sees it in Jaiden and Roier's eyes most of all, but in Slime and Mariana where they hide on the upper level... Maxo and Dan are dead, and Quackity does not remember today, but... Well all four are griefs, are they not?
Fit watches Pac and Mike as they turn the engine over - once, twice, before the Creation shudders into life. Aypierre is in the driver's seat first, the three of them taking shifts for the long trip. This train, unlike the rest, is designed to take up the tracks as it passes them, leaving no trail to follow.
Philza will blow up the portal on his way out.
The train crawls into picking up speed; Fit holds Ramón's hands at the familiar sensation of a portal.
Just a few seconds, and then they are in hell.
The portal shatters, trapping them there.
It's still a better, more hopeful prison than any other before it.
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Philza blows up the portal, and runs. The Feds will already know something is up, so he's got just minutes to get from A to B. Cannot warp, has to run - too easy to interrupt a warp, even if his inventory had space for one with everyone's bags hidden deep within.
One bag each, don't take the piss stacking them, he's still got to sustain the things with his own reality until he makes it to the landing spot.
Up the stairs, into the light of the Favela. There is already one security guard out by the time he makes it there, but he is Philza Fucking Minecraft and he can outrun one asshole in a bear suit.
Around the corner, up to the football field, and down at a right angle. Across the traintracks - they're firing guns at him now - duck through the trees and into the open expanse of Felps Square.
It is more dangerous here, with nowhere to hide. Philza keeps up a zigzag as he finds his way to the centre. He knows what is hidden here, but the Feds? Do they?
He doubts it.
Philza steps through the ghost blocks, letting gravity take him. He twists to have his back facing downwards, unfurling his wings - beautiful, repaired wings - out behind him, trips scraping the edges of the three-by-three hole. The Feds do not follow him.
At -64 Philza does not die on the bedrock, a hole blown wide - he keeps falling, and falling, and falling, and-
Ph1LzA fell out of the world
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It is a four days across the Nether by rail. Established worlds have their shortcuts between one another, but that is not the sort of place they are heading for.
By the end of it they are tired, and thirsty, and hungry, and the portal does not yet exist.
"We made good time," Aypierre tells them. "It will be fine."
They have food and water for six days, and no idea if the Federation will catch them up. Worse, they have no idea as to if Philza even made it - if he got out of the world, and to the right place. Nobody mentions as much, but Missa can hear the sympathies in every pair of eyes that turn his way.
From the Nether, someone will take them in. From the Void...
Not even players always survive dying in the void intact.
The first night, Chayanne and Tallulah stay awake, waiting for their dad, entertained by BadBoyHalo as Missa gets some sleep.
The second night the children sleep, as Missa holds a private wake. One only in his heart, but one he knows the others see.
The third night...
The third night Missa is nudged awake by Pomme, and shown a portal finally alight.
They abandon the train.
Pac and Mike dismantle it, scattering its parts to the wind; with a change in world, it would be destroyed anyway, so better just to hide the evidence and finish on foot. Missa... Missa doesn't quite understand the intricacies, but he knows enough. Last time he crossed a world border, it was with his brother.
This time... this time he has children, and nieces and nephews and friends, but he knows that Spreen is never coming back.
A world portal is not quite like a Nether portal, for all they are in principle the same; no matter where you are the Nether is the Nether just as the Void is the Void, both just infinitely dangerous to navigate. Most people make use of short portals and hub worlds to travel, never daring risk interdimensional hiking. Even those that do travel well known routes; it is testament to everyone else's skills, but especially the Creatists, that they made it here alive.
Missa... he does not know how to explain it to Chayanne and Tallulah, so he doesn't. He just waits their turn - Etoiles and Roier went first, just in case of danger - and steps through with both children in hand.
He has never been here before; it tastes like coming home.
His husband's arms catch him as he stumbles from the portal, laughter echoing as a family of four tumbles down and to the grassy floor. Missa does not have time to look around, not when he is being held, not when Philza looks the healthiest he has ever seen him, laughing and bright beneath the stars.
"How was the trip?" Philza asks him.
Missa bats his arm, "fine until you- you-"
He will not cry, he will not cry!
Philza kisses the tears from his cheeks.
"Sorry," Philza looks slightly cowed. "Had to stop at one of the hubs to get something to eat. Thought I'd be clever and register this place while I was there - queues were a fucking nightmare, but there's a link to the network out on one of the further islands."
"Already?"
"Didn't want anyone to feel trapped. Would have thought of it sooner if not for the birdbrain."
Missa understands; Maxo's death had rattled them all.
The family cling to each other as everyone else makes their way through the portal, a careful headcount being done before dismantling it. From there Philza leads the group down into a valley, chattering with everyone even as his hand stays firmly in Missa's. They all keep an eye on each other for another long trek, a winding path through the undergrowth and to...
To a wide open area with a beach in the distance, and a single large, wooden and windowed building in the centre. The whole place is brightly lit - the entire path down had been - and styled like some sort of town hall.
"I didn't think you'd want to be building houses tonight," Philza tells them. "So I put together some dormitories. Be sure to set spawns at least, and get properly bound here. Your shit should all be in the main room."
Inside is not luxurious, but it reminds Missa of home. There are couches and rugs and an extensive kitchen, with enough rooms for each family to take their own. Lanterns hang cheerfully from the ceiling, supplemented by sealights and candles in a beautiful glow.
He leaves the children to explore under other parents' watchful gazes as Philza steals him away, and to their room. The beds are marked for each member of their family, almost like a ship's cabin. It won't be home long, not if Missa knows his family, but... but once again Philza has built them safety from nothing.
Philza, who pulls him to the bed, and wraps himself around him and says "I love you" as though those words do not shatter entire worlds.
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lyraeon · 6 months
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By the way, my next Create mod episode is up!
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This time my goblin VTuber friend Tia and I head to the nether to get lava for their factory.
A lot of lava.
But we don't have that fancy trains-through-portals technology quite yet, so how are we going to get it back home?
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neverchecking · 11 months
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Welcome to the Rabbit Hole~
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Hello, Darlings~ I know most writers don't do this, but I can understand how frustrating it can be to go to a writer's page, read about a specific AU, but have no way of getting to the beginning to join the fun. So, here we are! Welcome to Cinder's Navigation of my current AU's!
Sweet but Psycho AU:
˚ ✦An AU where the Reader is not only aware of the boys' tendencies, but encourages it.
The start (This is kind of where the idea bubbles up)
How does the Chain feel? (Short version)
The Rewards (Ft. Bozai)
Sage figures it out (I love this sm honestly-)
In what order does the rest of the Chain find out?
Thoughts on the 'Sit on my Face' request with this Reader
Just this. All of this. (If nothing else read this one.)
Dom! Sadistic Reader punishing a Link (Also this one.)
Thoughts on Ganon.
Reader who loves giving affection
A new kind of punishment (Og starter)
Holy Grail AU:
˚ ✦An AU where Reader is not only their God(dess), but an actual god(dess), and now has a soul bond with every Link after saving them.
The Start
Cal gets some attention
Possible reasoning for the Soul bond?
The problem with Hylia
Mostly general Sage and his Zelda tidbit
More Zelda slander and why Reader is good foil against her.
Zelda and Reader meet.
The Chain gets a Baby bit Renamed: THE BABY CHAIN (>:D):
˚ ✦Not an AU, but this took off and I want it accessible. Basically, Poly! Chain with Pregnant! Reader, and the children that come of it.
The post that started it all
Who's getting a baby first?
Baby looks like Reader?
Sage and the Twins that aren't his.
Fierce Daddy-ity
Cursed Link. That's it. That's the Tweet.
The start of the debate.
The boys are dolphins.
TWO DADS
The debate PART 2 INCLUDING REBUTTALS
Let's talk genetics :)
BIG BROTHER WIND and Dad! Four ig
Sky is a baby leash parent
Wind as the best big brother while the others fight over who the bd is
Fierce Deity Baby Daddy
Sky as a dad :)
The chain with kids hghgg READ THIS ONE
Sky is perfect. Thats it. Thats the tweet.
Househusband sky
Dad Warriors
Four's daughter also splits
The colors vs Their Mini-me's. Take one. (Take two)
Dad! Ravio
The Fierce kiddos shenanigans
The triplets fighting over if the kid is theirs. (Me bs-ing why it's all of theirs)
Lightbulb baby.
Four needs to learn to wrap it b4 he taps it bc this is getting out of hand- /j
Universe switch
˚ ✦Keep up with me and @my-insanity-is-an-artform 's ocs and if their universes got switched! Tia belongs to them and Aaliyah belongs to me!
Tia introduction
Tia's first moments in Sage's Hyrule
Tia looks at a feral man and decides he won't bit. (Yes he do)
How're the links handling the switch? (This just in; not well)
Tia is kidnapping someone. Even if they go willingly.
The start of it all (Go read this right now)
The Hateno home and The Sheikah
How's Sage doing?
When does the Switch happen?
The chain makes an appearance.
Merging Hyrules
Sage Vs. Fungus
Sage + Fungus Vs. everything else.
Sweetpea is enough.
Fucked around. Found out.
Wild and Cal make their reappearance.
Fungus is gonna be courted, Saaagge.
Sage and Aaliyah are good with kids (And the consequences)
Aaliyah is Regina George coded.
Found Family
Family and getting your back blown out (Those should never intertwine <3)
There are so many parents going around and yet Sage and Aaliyah still act fatherless </3
The Story:
Part 1: Something
Part 2: Portals
Sage acquires a baby
˚ ✦Sage acquires Baby! Reader and just. Takes them.
The acquisition.
Baby is a crawler
The acceptance
Baby's first Lynel attack &lt;3
Mama Wild
Co-parents Sage and Wild
Reader's real parents?
Custody battle Take one
Wild is trusting with child. More on this at seven.
Papa bear sage
Baby has a triforce?
Emotional support animal wolfie
Soft Sage dad
First steps
Monkey.
Dink makes an appearance
Baby Real mom
Baby goats
Navi
Sage and Wild Vs. Legend
Mastermind child
Menace child.
The Gerudo gain momentary custody
Wind is brother coded
Wild took back his custody
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Destinados Por Acaso
Adeus amiga para um pretendente
Ichigo pensava naquilo: Ela teve um caso com um....Demónio? Logo oq ela queria matar o beijo quente dos dois era memorável e suas bocas se encaixavam perfeitamente e não conseguia tirar isso da cabeça
(Ichigo): Para!!! - Ela bateu em si mesma - PARA DE PENSAR NAQUELE....Beijo....
Seu corpo se derreteu na cama novamente seus pensamentos foram roubados quando ouviu um barulho de choro abaixo
(Ichigo): B-Baku..?
(BakuHatsu): Amiga....Você tem que morar com outra pessoa....
(Ichigo): Pq??
(BakuHatsu): Minha mãe soube que agente atravessou o portal.. terei que morar no mundo....real..
(Ichigo): C-Como??
(BakuHatsu): Eu escrevi....No meu diário...Ela pegou pra guardar e eu acabei deixando aberto e ela viu....Desculpa amiga! Ela achou....Que a culpa foi sua...
Ichigo abraçou sua amiga elas se despediram. Sem mais ninguém para ela morar junto lembrou de alguém...Sua tia exigente: Taikutsuna Obasan
(Ichigo): T-tia Obasan...?
(Obasan): Olá Ichigo! Não te vi no funeral de sua mãe.
(Ichigo): Eu fiquei mais no canto...chorando, posso morar junto a vc?
(Obasan): Por enquanto sim.
(Ichigo): Pq "por enquanto"?
(Obasan): Oh sim! Seu futuro marido: Futsū logo você vai morar com ele minha querida.
(Ichigo): FUTURO?
Ichigo olhou para o garoto que era albino
(Futsu): Prazer, Ichigo
Ela segura sua mão e a beija e Ichigo estava com uma boca aberta como um "O" não grande que doía seu maxilar e Obasan fechou sua boca. Futsu se ajoelhou e amostrou o anel
(Futsu): Case comigo, Ichigo
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Just saw GxK, and in all honesty, my first thoughts upon leaving the theatre were something to the extent of asking myself how I was supposed to integrate it with what I've already written for The Golden Demise.
Overall, I liked it, and it's great to finally have some solid confirmation about some of my theories. It was great seeing Tiamat, even if I'm distinctly displeased with how they relegated her to a momentary obstacle after setting up her strength in the comics to be on or above Godzilla's level. I'm also happy to see Mothra's return, and have *ideas* about how to fit her history with the Iwi into the established canon. And the existence of the Tribe itself, and the antigravity technology? Hehehe.
Finally, two questions: Does the Abraxasverse Mū have a Hollow Earth portal? We've seen the Warbats and that serpent/eel thing Kong fought, so there's precedent for anguiform creatures down there. But did Manda ever go back and forth?
Secondly, what was the Thunderers' relationship with the great apes? They're similar enough in structure that I could see one of the Thunderers using tools, but was there ever anything specific?
I might need a second viewing to really consider GxK's place in the AbraxasVerse, but for now!
I'm gonna say right now, Scylla and Tiamat can live in AbraxasVerse. Scylla creeps me out and she was fucking around, but that Hubristic Tech Bro in the prequel comic The Hunted started it, and Abraxas Tia doesn't need to deal with the Worf Effect.
I'm going to say yes, Mū did have a Hollow Earth vortex. Now that we know the Great Apes and also the Iwi civilization are in hitherto unexplored areas of the Hollow Earth, this gives me the thought that the Hollow Earth may be even bigger than we think. There could be entire oceans down there with all sorts of aquatic beasties and fauna that can make even the most alien of real life deep sea fish seem like goldfish. It's entirely possible that Manda's species could have explored these unknown regions of the Hollow Earth, or even act as emissaries or messengers between worlds when the need arose.
Hell, why not go the extra mile? What if Mū's people aren't extinct but were evacuated to the Hollow Earth by a member of Manda's species, like his mother, and their descendants have adapted to life down there with all the cultural and technological and physical evolutions that entails?
The Thunderers once could have had a peaceful alliance with the Great Apes, and thanks to their penchant for stone armor could have had some connection to Iwi culture. But Skar King could have played a hand in decimating or enslaving the Thunderer population, forcing many like Thor to move for comparatively safer passages on the surface world... at least until Ghidorah showed up.
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PRISCILLA QUINTANA – Por Glinda e sua varinha mágica! Olha só se não é SAMIRA VICENCIO NORTH caminhando pelos corredores da torre DAS NUVENS. Por ser filha de NICHOLAS SAINT NORTH (PAPAI NOEL), é previsto que ela deseje seguir caminhos parecidos com o dos pais. Ao menos, é o que se espera de alguém com VINTE E OITO ANOS, mas primeiro ela precisará concluir o módulo ESQUADRÃO VIL I, para depois se assemelhar como um conto de fadas.
Novo conto: BRYCE, A CAÇADORA.
Stats:
apelidos: Mira, Sam, Poly; aniversário: 25 de setembro (Libra); alinhamento: chaotic good. terra natal: nascida na Cidade do México (Shadowland), mas residente do Polo Norte (localizado na Winter Forest, em Neverland) desde os oito anos.
Headcannon:
Todos na residência dos Vicencio sabiam a história de cor. Após anos tentando e perdendo gestações, Lucretia ajoelhou aos pés da árvore na noite de natal e pediu por um milagre; nove meses depois, gritava na sala de parto e dava a luz a Samira. A criança era seu maior presente, e foi tratada como tal mesmo com todas as complicações que sucederam ao parto. Nem a asma, nem a tosse constante eram empecilhos para a hiperatividade da menina, que parecia ter uma imaginação acima da média. Podia afirmar com certeza que era visitada por passarinhos furta-cor quase todas as noites. Que tinha uma amiga fada. Que, nas tardes de neve, o vidro de seu quarto embaçava no formato de uma carinha sorridente. E tudo isso seria perfeitamente natural… Se ela não vivesse na tenebrosa, sombria, amarga Shadowland, onde a magia tinha data de validade e expirava azeda feito leite.
Mas, fazendo jus ao nome que recebiam, os guardiões olhavam por ela; lhe ajudavam a acreditar, porque isso também a dava mais vitalidade. Samira era um deles, afinal, fruto da mágica, e precisava da fé natalina para sobreviver naquele ambiente hostil. Entretanto, a crise no mundo encantado recaiu em seus ombros sem piedade. A maldição da vilania superava até mesmo o anterior ataque de Breu, e com tantas crianças desamparadas naquele primeiro natal infeliz, Samira adoeceu gravemente. Não havia mais esperança para sua existência em meio aos humanos. Se não atravessasse o portal antes do fim da noite, desapareceria como Scar! Carregada nos braços do Coelhão, sequer teve tempo para se despedir da família.
Era só uma criança quando conheceu St. Nicholas, uma garotinha franzina em frente a um homem grisalho do tamanho de um armário ─ ainda que bem mais magro do que esperava. Houve uma troca de olhares, um reconhecimento mútuo, e em pouco tempo ela já era membro dA Resistência! (mesmo que seu papel se restringisse a contar as luzinhas no globo terrestre; se perdendo e recomeçando de vez em quando). A Resistência perdeu membros importantíssimos ao longo dos anos, como a Fada do Dente, a quem Samira amava como uma tia, e uma série de renas e duendes. Mas quando viu que realmente não poderia derrotar os vilões, o polo norte se rendeu à tríplice.
Amargurado e enfraquecido, North não é nem a sombra do que um dia foi. Passa seus dias trancado na oficina como um eremita, tendo surtos de inventividade seguidos de períodos de auto piedade, a barba tão longa que cai como neve à altura da cintura e essa enfim da circunferência conhecida. Quanto a Samira, crescer no caos do boom tecnológico foi estranhamente conveniente, ainda mais quando seus poderes começaram a aflorar. A hiperatividade da infância custou a lhe abandonar e ela fez daquele mundo encantado seu parquinho, dançando conforme a música grave dos vilões até finalmente compreender tudo o que eles lhe tinham tirado ─ e tudo o que ainda tirariam.
A cada ano que passa, Samira nota os poderes enfraquecendo. Ciente de que o declínio do natal significa seu próprio declínio, não viu outra alternativa para seu futuro além de entrar em Tremerra e receber um novo conto. A perspectiva de se tornar um dragão é tanto encantadora quanto assustadora, mas não desistiu por completo do natal e sabe que North muito menos. Sua aliança com a vilania é tão tênue quanto um fio de seda, e se houvesse uma rebelião, certamente ambos se juntariam a ela. Enquanto isso, tentam fazer o que podem pela data nas duas horinhas diárias que lhes restam.
Poderes:
MAGNETOCINESE ── Há quem acredite ser culpa de Samira o fato de todas as bússolas apontarem para o norte, mas isso é apenas uma fantástica coincidência! Sua habilidade lhe confere a capacidade de mover, atrair, levitar e repelir livremente metais ou qualquer outro tipo de matéria que possa ser influenciada por campos magnéticos, coisa que, costumeiramente, ela usa para atirar adagas e projéteis balísticos numa precisão assustadora; desde que apenas um de cada vez. Suas mãos também são conhecidas por retorcer metal nas formas mais intrincadas, criando arte seja em peças de brinquedos, de esculturas ou de armas.
Daemons:
CHRISTOPHER, THE PINE ── Não fosse pelo calor e peso, facilmente teria confundido por uma semente de pinheiro o ovo que lhe fora entregue após assinar seu nome no livro. O daemon de Samira eclodiu na cor caramelo-cobre, mas com o passar do tempo suas escamas foram se tornando mais longas e esverdeadas na parte superior, em alusão a uma árvore que prospera em bom solo. Tem chifres que lembram bengalas doces pontudas e um olhar sereno e acalentador. É um daemon reservado e fica acuado na presença de estranhos, mas nem sempre foi assim. Acontece que Chris Pine ficou gravemente ferido após proteger Samira de um monstro, atitude que resultou na perda de boa parte de sua asa esquerda. Em gratidão, Mira passou tempo projetando uma prótese de liga metálica para o wyvern e, desde então, num trabalho em conjunto, ambos estão reaprendendo a voar.
referência visual somente para as cores do daemon, pois as asas são diferentes: (x)
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Dungeon Dialogue: The Alzadaal's Legacy
The Bhaflau Remnants #1 (X: 8.4, Y: 12.7) - Arriving at the isle
Estinien: Time to learn just how authentic our map truly is...  ↳ G’raha Tia: Our adventure begins! Urianger: Behold. The lanterns ignite in the glyph's presence. Y’shtola: And thus we take our first step into the unknown. G’raha Tia: This isle is where we find the vault's entrance?
The Bhaflau Remnants #2 (X: 11.6, Y: 12.3) - 1st Hidden Bridge
Y’shtola: The glyph works its magic once more...  ↳ G’raha Tia: An invisibility spell removed, mayhap? Urianger: What a peculiar enchantment... G’raha Tia: A bridge out of thin air...or cleverly hidden!
First Boss, Before engaging (X: 14.0, Y: 9.7) - Ambujam
Y’shtola: My, what dense aether this creature has.  ➝ Urianger: 'Tis a rare breed of jellyfish─one with a sting, I imagine. Estinien: This gelatinous eyesore bars our path.
First Boss, After defeating (X: 14.0, Y: 9.7) - Ambujam
Estinien: If only it had been a squid. Imagine all the dried rations...  ↳ Y’shtola: I'd rather not. Oh look, is that a teleporter? Urianger: Might that device be our sought-after “entrance”? Y’shtola: Shall we move on? That looks to be a teleporter. The teleporter bears you deep beneath the waves...
The Arrapago Remnants #1 (X: 11.2, Y: 14.6) - Undersea Vault
Looming Voice: Glyph of passage detected. Confirming bearer's identity... G’raha Tia: Look! We're deep under the Bounty!  ↳ Estinien: Then our map was no fake after all. Urianger: This must be the satrap's vault. Such fascinating design... Y’shtola: We've descended quite some distance... Estinien: The ocean floor... The map was no fake after all.
The Arrapago Remnants #1 (X: 12.1, Y: 13.6) - Alzadaal’s Rampart #1
Alzadaal’s Rampart #1: Unrecognized aetherial signature... Brazen thief! You will proceed no further! Alzadaal’s Rampart #1: Locating denizens. Opening portal...
The Arrapago Remnants #2 (X: 11.2, Y: 11.1) - Alzadaal’s Rampart #2
Alzadaal’s Rampart #2: Locating denizens. Opening portal... Urianger: I must needs memorize these defenses...  ↳ Y’shtola: You are really quite serious about this consulting role of yours. Estinien: We appear to have angered the vault guardians. G’raha Tia: Judging by these defenses, we must be nearing the treasure!
Second Boss, Before engaging (X: 11.2, Y: 8.9) - Armored Chariot
Urianger: Hm. The key guardians appear mechanical in nature.  ↳ G’raha Tia: Please remember to heal whilst you take notes! Y’shtola: It will take more than this to halt our expedition. G’raha Tia: A formidable-looking foe. Be on your guard!
Second Boss, During the Fight (X: 11.2, Y: 8.9) - Armored Chariot
Armored Chariot: Turn back, treasure seeker, or this vault will be your tomb.
Second Boss, After defeating (X: 11.2, Y: 8.9) - Armored Chariot
Armored Chariot: Your greed will prove your undoing... Urianger: Attack routines, behavioral patterns... There is much to report.  ↳ G’raha Tia: I only hope the Loporrits do not “misinterpret” the data. Y’shtola: Shall we continue onwards? G’raha Tia: Another obstacle overcome! Now on to the next!
The Zhayolm Remnants #1 (X: 9.6, Y: 12.3) - The Vault’s Inner Chambers #1
Estinien: Aye...this should more than cover the price of the map.  ↳ Y’shtola: How much did you pay for it, anyway? Urianger: Mountains of gold to dazzle the eye. Noted. Y’shtola: I assume we've reached the vault's inner chambers, then?
The Zhayolm Remnants #2 (X: 10.4, Y: 10.8) - The Vault’s Inner Chambers #2
Alzadaal’s Acrolith #1: Secure the treasure. Alzadaal’s Acrolith #1: Slay the looters. Urianger: Secret doors, hidden paths. More elements to consider.  ↳ G’raha Tia: Ere long, you shall be a veritable vault expert! Estinien: What other riches might this one vault hold? G’raha Tia: There are yet more rooms beyond!? Alzadaal’s Acrolith #2: Repel the intruders. Alzadaal’s Acrolith #2: Flee, or be feed for the fish.
Third Boss, Before engaging (X: 13.1, Y: 10.3) - Kapikulu
Y’shtola: 'Tis wrapped in aether-imbued silks...  ↳ Urianger: No mere adornments, then. Urianger: 'Tis some manner of arcane automaton... Estinien: What is this oversized mammet?
Third Boss, During the Fight (X: 13.1, Y: 10.3) - Kapikulu
Kapikulu: Warning. This vault is under my protection. Failure to withdraw will invite chastisement.
Third Boss, Special: Spin Out (X: 13.1, Y: 10.3) - 1st time
Kapikulu: Spin and fumble! Stumble and fall! Kapikulu: Leave now, and live. This is your final warning. Urianger: Those silks... Fashioned by alchemy, I suspect. Y’shtola: How undignified... Estinien: What foolishness is this...? G’raha Tia: We regroup...and counterattack! Alphinaud: My head... Is everyone all right? Alisaie: You'll...ulp...pay for that! Thancred: Well...that was an experience.
Third Boss, Special: Spin Out (X: 13.1, Y: 10.3) - 2nd time
Kapikulu: Willful trespass confirmed. You have chosen...death. Kapikulu: All intruders will be slain! Urianger: The enchanted fabric saps our very strength. Y’shtola: Oh, you burn now, weaver. Estinien: Why can I not jump free? Too much rich food of late... G’raha Tia: Just let...me catch...my breath! Alphinaud: Keep your wits, and it's not so bad... Alisaie: Again!? Grrr, this is getting old! Thancred: Ulp... I think I might be sick...
Third Boss, After defeating (X: 13.1, Y: 10.3) - Kapikulu
Urianger: Hmmm, a fitting sentinel... Y’shtola: What is this place? Estinien: We've found all the treasure, then? G’raha Tia: A hidden room within a hidden vault...
Alzadaal's Legacy Dungeon Dialogue Infographic
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