After a few clicks, it’s on Tumblr ready to reblog. All you have to do is drag the plugin to your bookmarks bar and click when you discover an eminently shareable Vine video. It was developed by Dwolla developer evangelist Michael Schonfeld, the same coder behind the incredible InstaTwit Chrome extension that came after Instagram’s very public falling out with Twitter. Vineit is a simple browser bookmarklet that allows you to lift Vine videos – both your own and those of complete strangers – from the Web and share them on Tumblr. Face it Tumblrcore, Vine’s war on the GIF has reached a new height. Now, as we continue our tumble down the rabbit hole, the Internet has seen fit to match the best of Vine with the power of Tumblr, thanks to Vineit. The last week thoroughly introduced us to Vine and, naturally, Vine porn.
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if you don’t want to participate, tell me in the tags if you reblog, otherwise, if you just like, i’ll put your name inġst will get either a shippy piece of art of their OTP for their muse or just their muse, full colour, bust. must have submit open (link or not, if i go to your url and put /submit, i have to be able to reach it) one like, one reblog, two entries (no multiple reblogs or you’re disqualified) must me a mutual (sorry, no non-mutuals) That was the stupidest opening ever i’m never doing that again- but!!!!! guys? there’s over 100 of you and i’m just? so many people are open and friendly and kind and lovely and i’ve already made a few friends and i just!!! love!!! you all!!! so very much! Teatiime: So what’s the deal with airline food? Think I’m stupid too! Well, I aint no drongo, Tin-man, I’m onto you.” The nefarious machine was mocking him. “And what’s that supposed to be?” He pointed to the offered flower as though Bastion had presented him with a drowned rat. “Don’t think I don’t get it, mate. Shit bloody blind mullet it spotted him- As soon as the robotic monstrosity turned his way, the Junker had immediately hobbled back, panic in his throat, already reaching in his bag to arm himself defensively as it came right at him armed with… a flower?Īn insult. He chirruped a questioning sound, turning and slowly advancing with the flower held out. He held one flowering Rosoideae in his metal phalanges, extending it towards the corner where Junkrat was stationed. With that thought in his cerebral processes, the automaton straightened up from his task. Certainly their successful track record when working together equated to trust? Perhaps Junkrat sought to change parameters of their relationship status? To Friends? Bastion rarely understood the lanky man’s words, but he admired his tenacity. He’d been instructed by D.Va to assemble the appropriate ingredients for a ‘flower crown.’ A Pink Flower Crown (she’d been very specific), and so off the E54 had gone in search of the Magnoliophyta possessing the required criteria. And yet, Jamison was here, watching the robot pick flowers.Īnd that was what Bastion was doing. And logic dictated that humans did not spend time in close proximity to other beings they did not Like. By Bastion’s algorithms for human behavior, he knew that Junkrat did not particularly like him. So the Automaton knew Fawkes was there… but what he didn’t know was the reason why. His peripheral sensors had picked up the fiery headed man’s heat signature the instant he’d come within range (Range of what you ask? Never mind that.) Bastion was not unaware of Junkrat’s presence just around the corner.
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