#I am sorry I just love brainrotting about maps

[johankasas]

I am rotating the Patho self insert in my brain even faster and fuck yes she again has something to do with maps >:D

[forgeofthenine]

Can I request headcanons for Dammon, and Zevlor unconsciously wrapped his tail around their waist or leg (I can't decide because I love both of it too much XD) when his human gn crush is about to leave? They're surprised because they thought he was being too nice to tell them to leave so they asked with hopeful eyes if they could talk to him a bit more.

I had a great time writing this, I love tiefling tails! I hope you don't mind Anon, I added Rolan into the headcanons too :)

I'd also like to point people over to @underdark-dreams again as their recent tail headcanons have been my latest brainrot and these definitely take some inspiration from them <3

Tiefling bachelors stopping you from leaving with their tails

Dammon

Dammon finds it so hard to control his natural instincts around you

His tail swishes and curls towards you near constantly

It's something any other tiefling can recognise as him showing interest, but to you it's just 'how he is'

This time, you're both talking at his forge, discussing inconsequential things despite the fact it's already falling dark

As Dammons tail starts to sway faster you think it might be that you've overstayed your welcome

Dammons lovely after all and might not want to send you home

Your attempt at saying good night is interrupted however, as a firm tail wraps over your back and holds you in place

As your voice fades, Dammons face bursts into a blush, finally realising what he's done

The tail leaves you almost as fast as it appeared, a disappointing development

Dammon clears his throat, eyes not knowing where to settle, and finally he looks at you again

"Well, would you like to stay for dinner?"

Zevlor

This man has great self-control

Years of military work in the hellriders has perfected how he acts

What threatens to undo that is your very presence

You're with him in his makeshift office again, having a good go over the maps before lunch

Standing with a short yawn, you mention not wanting to take too much of the leaders precious time

It's then that a small panic runs through Zevlor, the man not quite ready for his company to leave, so what does he do?

Wraps his tail gently around your calf

He near hangs his head in shame over how forward the gesture was, even for a non tiefling like you

What reassures him is hearing your laugh ring through the room, surprised eyes looking back up at you

"I'm- I am so sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Zevlor, if you want me to stay, I'd love to."

This man never wants to let you go

Rolan

I can very vividly see how exactly this would happen with Rolan

We all know this man is so, so stubborn and he hates doing what others tell him to

He's the master of Ramaziths tower, it's been a long day of lectures, he's still grading papers despite the raging cramp in his hand

So you creep into his study to try and ease him away and off to his bed

Rolans shoulders tense under your touch before relaxing again, the only response you'll get from him other than a small hum

After what feels like ages, you decide he's much too stubborn even for you

Nothing works, soft words, rubbing his shoulders gently, whispered threats-

It's only once you turn away that a sneaky tail wraps around you waist and pulls

In no time, you find yourself sitting across the wizards lap, his face pressing into your neck

His breath is warm over your skin, his tail even more so as it curls comfortably around you

Rolan sounds truly exhausted when he finally speaks

"I'll go to bed, but only if you come with me."

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

I have more brainrot but its on Al Haitham because uhh

30 pity for Al Haitham and I randomly got his weapon when pulling for Jade Spear. He must like me.

Imagine Al Haitham being an Abyssal Legacy, most likely from a knowledge capsule gone wrong at one point and he is stuck in his new form. I headcanon him as Autistic bc Im Autistic and my word is law /j.

But he absolutely DETESTES his heightned sense of hearing now. He used to be able to wear soundproof headphones with adjustable settings but now they cant even fit on his head. Of course he went straight to the traveller who took him straight to you, the alledged "abyssmal tamer". In reality you just attract them like a magnet unwarrented. you help Al Haitham adjust until he obtains his human form back and feed him snacks. Childe took some time getting used to the new Roommate but understood Al Haitham was here because he wanted help from you.

Eventually the problem was fixed and Al Haitham paid you handsomely for the caretaking but also your silence about the whole thing...nobody needs to know how much he loves cuddles and bed time stories.

Kaveh was not used to the silence so when he asked Al Haitham the only response was "I had a slight detour when it came to some of the knowledge capsules"

I have like no more brain juice Im sorry

aaaaa my dear i am so sorry for how long this took to answer ;-;;;;

i can just imagine you opening the door to see a sheepish Traveler, a confused Paimon, and a VERY irritated Abyss monster, and without a word you simply sigh and usher them all inside. Childe immediately approaches when you sit on the couch, curling up by your side and casting curious glances at the new Abyss creature in the house, who the Traveler tells you is called "Alhaitham". they ramble on and on about how they'd really appreciate it if you took him in, and how they'd make sure you'd be paid handsomely, and it's be really helpful of you to do, and you simply not idly before clearing your throat

"What does he think about it?"

Alhaitham blinks in surprise, tilting his head in consideration. you're quiet, perhaps purposefully so, always keeping your voice soft and light, especially when the other Abyss monster- Childe- was near you, and you seem to be kind enough, if a little tired. but does he really want to live with essentially two strangers until this whole situation is resolved?

Paimon yells in his ear, and Alhaitham decides that yes, yes he does

he acclimates fairly quickly to a new lifestyle in your home- for the most part, you and Childe leave him alone unless he needs you, and you take it upon yourself to provide as many books as you can find in your house. Childe is another variant of his kind- albeit permanently so- and occasionally chats with Alhaitham through a language of chirps and trills, even going so far as to share your lap (the best pillow ever) with him when thunderstorms are particularly loud. sometimes Alhaitham sees you working on some type of project, but whenever he clicks curiously you simply smile and put a finger to your lips

a few weeks later he finds a pair of soundproof headphones on his bed, specifically made for his new form

Alhaitham's really not clingy, he only seeks your touch when it's thundering outside or if there's something loud like fireworks, but occasionally he'll spot you and Childe together on the couch and silently sneak over to join you- which of course he'll NEVER admit when he turns back into a human. he does apologize for the trouble, but you just smile and wave, Childe standing behind you and chirping goodbye, saying that you're used to it and showing him a map back to Sumeru

and the moment he steps into the city he's bombarded by questions from his friends and colleagues, and he almost wants to turn right around and head back to the peace and quiet of your house

[spacebuck]

Fic Writer Q & A!

tagged by @voxofthevoid, took me a while i'm sorry ;;;

How many wips do you have currently?

a surprising amount!! four actively on the go at the moment, including one collab piece, and a solid 8 more besides that i am going to be trying to crack out over the next couple of weeks even if they're short and sweet. on top of that i have another 7 things planned for my main ship and another 2 or 3 from others!!

aka i am busy and my wips list is huge r i p

Which one are you finding the hardest to finish?

there's something i keep writing and flittering away from then coming back then flittering away from, and it's frustrating because it's a concept i adore and i've put a lot of worldbuilding thought into it, but it's also not my main ship so my brain is tripping a little bit on it because the brainrot is r e a l

What does it usually look like when inspiration strikes for you?

uh. sometimes it's a 2k fic in 2hrs. somethings it's 25k over 3 weeks and a 7 page planning doc. it really depends on what the inspo is jhgfghj

Do you curate playlists for each fic or is your process different?

i honestly.... don't really write to music? there's been one exception really, but if i do need something on i will either play a specific soundtrack-only playlist i have, or a heavy phonk playlist. i'm not really a music person, if i'm honest!

Do you go balls to the wall and write as you go or are you more organized?

it genuinely depends on the fic. like i said above, i have wips that have absolutely nothing planned (like most f my argenthill week prep, i've literally just got the prompt name lmao) and then i have a fic that has a literal 7 page (and running) planning doc mapping relationships, roles, chapters, and a hit-list of unordered scenes that me n my collab partner are ordering as we go

i don't know who's super active anymore hhh so if you see this and you write consider this me tagging you and tell me about your stuff (feel free to link me to your answers to i'd love to read em!!!)

[symphonic-scream]

Sorry that I slipped back into Genshin brainrot but I finally finished the Fontaine Archon Quest (I know. I just didn't feel like doing it for a while) and Arlecchino's Story Quest and. God

For context, I've been playing Genshin off and on since 1.0, literally the beginning. I have all my areas at 100%, and I even do those world quests that are unvoiced and way too long

And. Let me just say, Fontaine is now my favourite nation. For so long it's been Liyue, and as someone who really hates the French (Canadian, I'm Canadian), man. Fontaine fucking rocks

Long post ahead.

Sumeru's Archon Quest was, tedious. I didn't connect to it at all so it was not exactly a chore, but if given the chance, I wouldn't replay it. The region was torture before the layered map existed. I kept getting lost. The skin tone thing is an entire other issue as well, but. This nation loses a lot of points for the racist genie bottle fuck that quest

Inazuma was almost too much for me, in a way. I wasn't a fan of the locked progression, and the enemies and puzzles were frustrating. This nation brought in needing commissions to get all the quests too, which I STILL HAVENT GOTTEN ITS BEEN TWO YEARS GOURMET SUPREMOS FUCK YOU. I did like the touch that while you were wanted, if a guard saw you in Inazuma City youd get removed that was fun. DONT GET ME STARTED ON ENKANOMIYA.

Liyue felt like the right step after Mondstadt. Getting to beat up Childe is an extra plus. The way it also led into Inazuma was great too, I hope they do something like that for Natlan. The story had a natural build up to me, and it flowed well. The Chasm, while frustrating, felt like a meaningful addition to the nation. And, I am swayed by Lantern Rite. Best event every year, hands down. And, I love Chenyu Vale!

Mondstadt was the perfect starting nation. I go back every now and then to test out builds in progress and team comps, but that's about it. The City is the highlight by far, but the Archon Quest was near perfect. Venti used to be my favourite Archon, too. I got him on his first banner, he's fun to play and I wish he'd finally get his Story Quest chapter 2 IVE BEEN WAITING YEARS FOR MORE VENTI

Anyways. So, let's talk Fontaine

It didn't hit me right away. I loved the first part of the quest. Meeting the twins at the port, Furina showing up and making her grand entrance in such a showy manner, it was perfect. It was hard to see how the second part really fit in, and I will say I am a little tired of Navia crying, but. By the time the Finale happened, I was satisfied. The Fortress part was excellent too, and. The Finale

The twist about Furina was perfectly executed to me. Especially since her erratic behaviour in the trial is used to show how seriously she took her assignment from Focalors. She *had* to make sure they kept believing in her, otherwise,

Didn't like that abrupt cut in the whale fight. That part didn't wrap up right to me, but oh well

And, this nation has had so many wonderful characters. There's not one that I hate, and that's huge. Everyone feels whole and interesting to me, just. Amazing

I love Arlecchino. The Hearth siblings. How dare this game make me care about the Fatui?? I was doing so well, I didn't like any of the other Harbingers or operatives so far and BAM. Hot lady dad and her three French kids. Stole my heart

Neuvillette plays perfectly as the "higher being that's become enamored by humans", and the way Sigewinne contrasts his emotional investment with her more "detached" (used loosely) fascination works so well. There's Wriothesley, and Navia and Clorinde, who both highlight the grey side of Justice, in different ways. Charlotte and Chevreuse are also there

And. Fucking Furina

I actually cried during the Archon Quest, in her little mind bit. I wasn't her biggest fan on launch, but. Now I'm obsessed. To me, this accomplished much more than what Scaramouche did, with a similar premise. I can't stand that twink, but Furina perfectly captured my attention and heart

All in all, Fontaine was so excellent. The water mechanics are some of my favourite in the game now, and all the new creatures and birds and enemies were perfect. The Bygone Sea was a perfect added area, and. I may be biased as a musician, but it really outclassed Chasm and Enkanomiya

There's only about two Fontaine updates left before Natlan. Hopefully I'll enjoy the region that will be the closest from repping my culture (native Canadian. Latin America is, close enough for me I guess), so. Here's hoping

This was all opinion. I felt like writing it all out, since I've had so many feelings about the game lately

[petrichor-idyllic]

LOVELOVELOVE ur writing ur my fav tmr writer on here!!! lately ive been suffering from extreme brainrot about reader who was alone in her maze i have sososo many ideas youre an icon and a visionary so i was wondering if u could write a reader that survived in a maze by herself but instead of being awkward and standoffish shes kind of a himbo? HEAR ME OUT like she has 2 braincells total but she came into the maze kind of jacked with combat experience for some reason so like a few days in she goes into the maze at night bc why not? what could go wrong? and she ends up killing a monster? and she still spends like 3 years in there despite the monsters being less than an obstacle bc she cant map the maze for shit. once she gets out (shes buff as hell) she meets the gladers and is all omg people!!!! friends!!! absolutely no self preservation around these strangers because shes a dumbass plot twist she cannot register human beings as threats, all shes ever had to worry about are monsters and the occasional mean sheep and the only human she knows even exists is herself and well shes alright so 🤷 the gladers are sus because shes so lax about them but also she survived the maze on her own and is very physicially intimidating so oh well right flashforward and the gladers are seeing her in action for the first time and she is. so offputting she only knows how to kill monsters reader will watch a man come up to her with a giant gun with no reaction and then upon thomas or somebodys request she will "do something" (she BITES the motherfucker in the NECK) and everyone is like what the fuck????? reader watches the gang sprint for the lives away from Some White Guy (armed killer working for their lifelong captives) and is like what the fuck???? if u can id love to see gallys reaction to this hot mess

if its too much for u to write i totally get that!! no sweat i rly just wanted to share some of my alone in a maze! reader thoughts w the person that inspired them!!

Alright, this has been sat in my inbox for forever, I have rewritten it about 50 times. And for the life of me, I cannot figure out how to make this work.

So, I am simply giving up so I can move onto other requests because I haven't done much for a long time.

I am very sorry, this was a very funny request but I cannot work out for the life of me how to make this work in an easy way that doesn't do loads of time skips.

I am very sorry to disappoint, I am disappointed in myself.

Hope y'all can forgive me because I really liked this idea too.

[poursomesunaonme]

Beanie do you write for yuuta? Can we get any kind of crumb? 🙏🏽 my brainrot is severe rn

SANDRA I LITERALLY HAVE BEEN STARING AT THIS FOR A MONTH I AM SO SORRY VASRFJASDUFIESF THIS.... THIS...

cw: nsfw, minors dni (18+ only), softie to yandere!yuuta, childhood friends to lovers (i am so soft), losing virginity, marking, mentions of catcalling (& fights), mentions of drugging drinks, marking

yuuta, yuuta, sweet yuuta… the name that rolls off your tongue so easily it seems like second nature.  you couldn’t quite remember when exactly your heart first beat for him.  you assume that it always has.

yuuta, who had always made your heart skip a beat.  even when you’re children, his bright smile and gentle hands never fail to pick you up from any kind of day you’re having.

yuuta, who seems to know everything you’re thinking before you even speak it.  whether it be your urge to get your favorite flavor of ice cream, or convince your parents to take the two of you to your favorite movie for the nth time.  he can always read your mind.

yuuta, who never fails to protect you, to pick you up when you fall down, or carry you home when you crash your bike.  his arm outstretched in front of you always was and will always be a familiar and comforting sight.

yuuta, who holds your hand when you walk to school in the morning, telling you that everything will be okay, that he won’t ever let anything happen to you.

yuuta, who steps in front of you to take any malice thrown your way.  he looks back with a courageous smile on his face, reminding you that he will always defend you.

yuuta, who is so incredibly glad that you’re always placed in the same classes, from elementary to middle to high school.  it means that he can always smell your strawberry shampoo, always see your smile.

yuuta, who was always so afraid to tell you how he truly feels about you.  without words, though, you know.  you’ve always known.  it’s the little things, like how he always saves the last bite of whatever you’re sharing for your pretty lips, how your hands seem to gravitate together in any setting.

yuuta, who takes you to every dance and always gets you home by midnight.  you wonder what might’ve happened if he ever dared to keep you out past curfew, if those words would’ve ever left his lips.

yuuta, who shares your excitement in getting accepted into the same university (your dream school) far from home.  he promised long ago that he would always protect you, so he’ll follow you wherever you go.

yuuta, who professes his love to you amidst all your belongings in your new apartment, who kisses you softly among all the memories from home.

yuuta, who waits for you on the first day of school with a coffee made just how you like and a pastry from a shop you said you’d wanted to try.

yuuta, who spends nearly every night in your bed, clutching you close to him like he’s afraid to lose you.  he knows that he won’t be able to sleep a wink without you in his arms.

yuuta, who memorizes your class schedule before you do.  he waits outside the door, ready to treat you to lunch.

yuuta, whose hand fits so perfectly, so naturally into yours, as you stroll around campus together.

yuuta, who offers to stay home with you when you fake sick on holiday, while your families go to their respective services.

yuuta, who gives you all of himself in your childhood bed.

yuuta, whose fingerprints mark your body like a map.

yuuta, who handles you with care.

yuuta, who holds you so tightly yet so gently.

yuuta, who kisses every inch, every nook, every cell of your body.

yuuta, whose name you sing, punctuated by each tender thrust.

yu-u-uta…

yuuta, who is the first thing you see in the morning and the last thing at night.

yuuta, who makes you his partner, his lover, with a soft smile and a gentle kiss.

yuuta, who, upon returning to university, makes even more efforts to protect you.  he has to, after all, you’re his.

yuuta, who barely passes his classes because he walks you to and from each course.  but as long as he has you, nothing else matters.

yuuta, who, at the beginning of college, had accompanied you to many a party.  you’d dance and drink the night away, fixed to walls where he’d nipped and sucked at your skin.  yuuta, who now convinces you to stay in and watch a movie because he knows what kind of dangers are out there, what kind of scumbags would slip something into your drink to take what’s rightfully his.

yuuta, regardless of his own performance in school, never lets you slack in your studies.  his hands work out knots in your shoulders while you hunch over your desk to study.  snacks and a cup of tea lay scattered around you, generously provided by your one and only.

yuuta, who your friends adore at first.  they marvel over how sweet and personable he is, how he takes such good care of you.  but as the leaves change, as the first snow litters the ground, as you two ring in the year together, you start to notice how they drift away - and how yuuta says that maybe it’s for the best.  he reminds you that he’ll always be there for you.

yuuta, whose hand is constantly fixed on the small of your back regardless of what time of day it is.  your angelic partner may come across as shy, but you’ve never known him to back down from swinging at catcallers.  those bloodied hands cup your face and thumbs swipe away your tears as the cut lips graze your forehead to remind you that he will never ever let anything happen to you.

yuuta, who can’t go a day, hardly an hour, without being buried between your legs.  there isn’t ever a moment that goes by without a hint of him on you if not for the touch of his hands, or lips.  soft kisses turn feral in the blink of an eye, those kinds with his incisors dragging down your neck, leaving you burning and breathless.  the skin that he never fails to admire always ends up marked in some form or fashion, hickeys or bite marks - he doesn’t care.  as long as he has some part of him branding you as his, only his.

yuuta, who will gladly throw himself in front of a truck if it means defending you.  he would let himself be beaten down into a pulp, only to sell his soul, claw his way back to the land to the living to be with you.  you’re the blood in his veins, the air he breathes, his sole reason to exist.  he can’t - he won’t - think of a world without you in it.  and wherever you go, he’s sure to follow, even to the depths of hell.

taggin: @putridsimp @galactict3a @bakatenshii

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[lasalebete]

… What has been happening lately why am I tagged by an awesome artist. aNYWAY, tag game! @horseboneologist tagged me, thank you!

Mhmhmmh some mutuals have already been tagged and hERE WE GO. Feel free to ignore, no pressure! @p1nkwitch @nureyev-steel-institute @lonelysa1lor @ghostlycollectorchaos (also @pxachy-art and @alanmontr because it would be funny but I’m not even sure you guys will see the notification)

relationship status: Taken! No idea how I managed to score but I did, apparently.

fave colour: Blue and green, I believe I hope this isn’t only because of lonelyeyes

fave food: How do you want me to know that… Curry, probably. I also love desserts in general.

song stuck in head: Sabotage by Beastie Boys. I don’t know, don’t ask me.

last thing googled: oh boy huh. “crying blushing emoji” (look I needed it to reply to an ask) “barnabas bennett” and “tma wiki” (Jonahbas brainrot as of now, and I am Writing)

dream trip: Huuuuuh boy I don’t know. I think I would like to be in England on my own.

last book read/currently reading: … Oh boy. Look I’ve been having a hard time reading, but yesterday I picked up again It Devours! by Joseph Fink and Jeffrey Cranor. Yes, the Nighvale novel.

Last book enjoyed: It’s a re(re-re-re-re-re)reading and I haven’t even finished it yet, but Debout Les Morts by Fred Vargas! i really, really recommend her work if you’re into crime novels. No idea what the name is in english, she’s a french author and her books are brilliant. I have a lot of opinions about her. Hmm I feel like I should also mention Rimbaud’s Les Cahiers de Douai. Beautiful poetry. Made me feel unknown emotions till now. Made me obsessed with his work.

Last book hated: Une Vie by Maupassant KILL KILL BITE BITE. Look, this was a mandatory read a professor asked us to make (is that proper english? I do not think so. Anyway.) and it’s simply! It’s not what I like to read, okay, and I can adapt with things I don’t like! But this one… First of all I don’t like the writing style, too… Heavy. And the story— Anyway, this is not the place to rant about it hfdslhfdl

Favourite thing to cook/bake: Hmm I love cooking and baking in general, I don’t think I have any favourite, though. I don’t know. Biscuits. I like baking biscuits.

Most niche dislike: Hum. I do have an idea, but I just wonder if it’s going to translate properly in english. Very niche… Pet peeve, I hate when people don’t… Talk well. This is very specific, I don’t even know how to explain it. Hmm, for example when people conjugate verbs in a very, very wrong way. When they just… Talk wrong. There are some phrases that will make me bang my head on the walls. Don’t get me wrong, inventing words and odd conjugation is a part of my daily life and one of my main occupations, but when it isn’t done for fun and from outright… Blatant… Ignorance, I guess, I can’t stand it. God, this is coming off as aggressive, I’m sorry, that’s not my intention. Maybe it’s just the place I live in as of now.

opinion on the circus: I went maybe twice to any circus. But mainly my opinion is, let humans play all they want and if you include animals in it do it right. Am I delusional? Is that delusional? It may be, I don’t know.

sense of direction: If I need to go somewhere? Catch me using google maps, memorizing street names, all you want. If I know there’s someone who can help me? My man, I don't even know where my feet are.