#BEHOLD. my brainrot

[feroluce]

“-and that's why I ain't allowed in Pier Point no more!” Boothill throws his head back and cackles, somehow completely comfortable on the bare floor of the archives. He's the very picture of ease, his arms behind his head, his legs bent and crossed.

Dan Heng barely looks up from his notebook, not much surprises him anymore after the first few tales of lawless exploits. “So they really have that many laws and restrictions there.” 

“And prob’ly a few more now that I've been through there! Heck, ya think they named any after me? I'm hopin’ so.” There's so much smug cockiness seeping through his voice Dan Heng could bottle it.

Silence settles in, stretches out. Dan Heng doodles pensive circles in the corner of his page.

He shouldn't ask. It's a private matter. It's none of his business. He of all people should know-

Something pokes his shoe, and when he looks up, Boothill has stretched one arm up to tap metallic fingertips against his foot. “Ain't like ya to hesitate.” With his head tipped back on the tiles and gazing at him upside down, Boothill's hair is out of his face and spooling out all over the floor, offering a rare view of his right side. His right eye is sealed over with a pitch-black patch, stark against his skin. Dan Heng wonders what he looks like behind it. “C'mon, then, out with it. Spill the beans, brother, just say it.”

“What does ‘Boothill’ mean?”

The man blinks at him, the crosshair in his cybernetic left eye flickering. Dan Heng shifts, smooths out his long coat. “I tried to look it up once. It's not in any database as a name...other than your wanted posters.” There's a thread beginning to fray near the hem, he should sew it up. “I couldn't find it anywhere.” 

He nearly takes it back, but- “Heh, ya that curious about me, darlin’?”

Dan Heng quickly levels his face into the most impassive, nonplussed expression he can muster, but Boothill has already turned away, head pillowed on his arms and face once again turned to the ceiling.

“But nah, ya wouldn't. Hah, like they'd allow any record of the language, fudgeheads.” One arm sweeps around blindly until it finds the edge of Boothill's hat, sets it back where it belongs on his head. Dan Heng shuffles around, scoots a little closer, but the brim is pulled too low to see his eyes anymore.

“It's ‘cause it's not a name. It's a noun.” All that's visible of his face is a sharp grin, pulled too tight at the edges.

“It's my people's word for a grave.”

Dan Heng's pencil stops.

“It's the kinda grave fer someone who died with their boots on. If ya catch my drift there.” Boothill's foot starts to bounce. “There was a war, and it got reeeeeal intense, yup. Folks started droppin’ like flies, ‘n’ there was bodies faster'n what we could bury ‘em.” A cooling fan kicks on somewhere. Dan Heng is pretty sure it's not any of the Express equipment.

“We lost some real good people there, real good. Mighty shame.” His hidden Vidyadhara ears detect a quiet metallic click, a whir, pressurized gas. Boothill's next words waft steam from his angry circuits into the air. “When I left, I decided to leave my name there, too. Didn't feel right otherwise. The life I lead now is a whole ‘nother existence.” And then Boothill turns his head, raises his hat, and Dan Heng suddenly feels pinned dead center, caught in that crosshair.

“Ya know what I mean, don'tcha?”

Dan Heng swallows.

Does Boothill know? Who he is and who came before him? There had been that moment in the Penacony Grand Theater, after he activated the Jade Abacus… Dan Heng had tried to shoo him out, keep him from seeing anything, but Boothill has the astounding ability to turn up exactly wherever people are trying to keep him away from.

If he did see, does he actually understand it? Does he know what a High Elder is? Does he know about the sedition of Imbibitor Lunae, the transmutation arcanum, everything Dan Feng had done and Dan Heng was punished for?

He doesn't want to explain it all. Not now. Possibly not ever, truth be told.

And it's not the same as Boothill leaving behind his old identity when whatever event happened that caused him to leave home. Not really. But…

But so far, Boothill has slid so easily into Dan Heng’s routine. His presence never feels like an intrusion. He's already figured out what he can push and when to back down. And even Dan Heng finds himself able to roll with whatever punches Boothill throws with baffling ease. They share too much in their methods and ideologies, and sometimes Dan Heng knows what Boothill will do seemingly before even Boothill himself knows.

“...Tell me about Talia and the Nailscrap Town.” Boothill must know he's avoiding the topic. He must. But the man just throws his head back and cackles, melting easily back into what they had been doing before, as he speaks fondly of a planet that Dan Heng has never visited.

Not today. But.

Dan Heng inches just a little closer, just enough to nudge his foot against a metal leg. Boothill doesn't pull away.

Maybe someday.

[thebrainrotsreal]

The mf who will never own the packers! I love his messy ponytail sm, he deserves it in ghost form too. I think in human form, it still moves a bit more animatedly than normal, and in ghostly form it straight up moves like it's underwater or a slow-mo fire crackling.

[hey-hey-j]

You were out of my league / got my heartbeat racing

If I die, don't wake me / 'cause you are more than just a dream

xxx

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[vixstarria]

Received a little Batstarion from the wonderful @icybluepenguin today. ^_^ This guy flew halfway around the world to get here.

Here he is making friends with a local druid. (Don't worry, the druid is very gentle and Batstarion was not harmed)

I love him and will cherish him always, thank you! 🥰

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so I’ve heard y’all like Slitherwing Ingo..

( rbs appreciated! )

[xcerizex]

Finished reading Cael's Sprout and Chess Game card.

I want to see him cry in utter despair and sorrow.

I want to see him hold the love of his life in his arms in heavy desperation, the life in her body slowly fading away. Knowing it was him who played a part in driving her to despair countless of times.

I want to see him express his selfish desire, and lament over their diverging destinies. Wishing it were him who stayed by her side when others did, knowing he never could.

But I know he won't do the latter. Because I've finally realized he's become the very sort of lover who I sincerely believe, is the image of true love.

Because all he truly wants is her freedom, her happiness, no matter who it may be with.

He knows he may never be able to give her both.

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(my) slimeriana vampire au is so unserious

its just mariana (vampire) and slime (some guy)

mariana never leaves his house, he has not seen the light of day in years and is really taking the vampire aesthetic to heart by wearing all black and laces. the only time he ever leaves the house is when roier comes over and literally drags him outside to hang out. idk how slime and him meet but they do and slime is very much terrified of him JSDANVKJAS

vampire mariana's lips are stained red (from drinking wine) and he wears corsets because i think he deserves that

Slime: that's blood (points to wine glass Mariana is holding) Mariana: it's not but it could be (he is staring RIGHT at Slime while saying this)

[missronasaidno]

today, my dumbass discovered ao3's dark mode... after roughly 12 years of using the site.

[xx1zzycatastroph3xx]

H3Y COOL K1D 1S TH1S YOU

[almightycrisprat]

i do have to wonder how much ace attorney ive caused my non-aa mutuals to have on their dash

[tadpole-art]

I wonder if my followers ever get whiplash from all the different stuff I post,,,mxtx, mha, disney, atla, ocs,,,no theme what so ever, just all my interests ping ponging around in my brain 😭

[penofwildfire]

Help I thought too hard about Ray and Wu again and now I'm sad