#I'm having a brainrot can you tell?

[munkustance]

Thinking about ✨️her✨️

[thepondnymph]

Scream!TMA AU shenanigans

Gerry: ...And after that my mother left me... That's why I need to kill Jon-

Michael: okay, but didn't you, like, hate your mum?

Gerry:... Excuse me?

Michael: From what you've told me, she was kind of a bitch to you and your dad. So aren't you technically better off without her?

Gerry: *speechless*

Michael:... That's not me saying I'm not up to killing everyone with you, btw!

Gerry: I need to lie down.

[svtskneecaps]

i'm still stuck on the purgatories so here's a list of purgatory 2 moments simply off the top of my head that deserve to be remembered:

aimsey ducking all of axolotl team alone in a cave with literally half a heart

goose gang fucking descending on the raccoon base and absolutely wrecking shop

ethan crankgameplays clutching up for team panda during the capture the flag game by being the only one hanging out in the center and periodically checking the chests, earning them a shitton of flags and clutching multiple rounds

crow team's egg taking 0 damage

pac doxxing goose gang's egg in the last second

shelby shubble as the last member of her team online writing a letter to aimsey and sharing the world's most devastating ten minutes before her team was eliminated with one of the eye creatures (coco? i forgot lol)

badboyhalo absolutely fucking DEMOLISHING the battleship event on like 2 hours of sleep and a dream

wuant(?) stealing a tv from the battleship event and then playing portuguese ice age on it for the crows lmfao

tubbo djing for his team while waiting for the time for a goose gambit

theguill CRASHING THROUGH THE FUCKING CEILING of the raccoon team's hidey hole like the fucking kool aid man in a last effort to save his team and 4v1 or 5v1 ing team raccoon; he lost but that was such an epic fucking moment

theguill and etoiles pvping and each hyping the other's skills the entire time

seapeekay escaping cellbit and baghera and then stealing their boats and rocketing past to tease them about it; that shit was iconic

kenny going mad with power collecting sand on literally day 1

the english speaking squirrels taking actual physical notes on portuguese phrases (i think)

lgbtiba

i may add more this is an off the top of my head list but like got DAMN i like these events :D i like them a lot

[maxfurshtappanleclair]

The biggest upset in life would be Max Verstappen never using the pet names 'Schatje' or 'Schat' or Charles Leclerc not using the pet names 'Cheri' or 'Mon Coeur' in their romantic relationships, straight or queer.

[sugaredoleander]

house md × side wounds

[yujeong]

Pete's fever wasn't going down. It wasn't really Pete's fault. He had started eating more regularly, even if slowly to not upset his stomach. (He didn't want to vomit his insides all over the duvet again. It hadn't been a pleasant experience.) He had started sleeping more, too, and even though it had mostly been accompanied by disturbing dreams and could be described as anything but nourishing, at least it was something. This wasn't really Vegas' fault, either. Well. It was. It was difficult to explain, and Pete didn't quite have the mental capacity or the patience to make Vegas understand why he hadn't magically healed in a day thanks to a bowl of noodles, a couple of pills and some bandages wrapped around his torso. In all honesty, that was a lie. Despite Pete's reluctance to admit it, he had been way more patient that he should have. More than he could sustain. Today, his patience seemed to be at its limit. Pete didn't let it show - he never did, he couldn't afford to, not even now - but he could feel it brewing under his skin. The urge to snap at an anxious Vegas hovering above him with blood-shot eyes and trembling limbs was big and tempting, but Pete knew better than to succumb to it. He simply closed his eyes and breathed in through his nose, trying to forget about it. Vegas, of course, wouldn't allow that. "Pete," he heard Vegas whisper. When he didn't respond, Vegas said it again, louder. "Pete. Hey, look at me." Pete did. "Do you not hate me?" Pete didn't answer. "Don't you want to kill me?" Pete sighed. He refused. H wouldn't give Vegas the satisfaction. "How would you do it?" This was starting to get irritating. "Vegas-" "Tell me, Pete. What would you do? Would you use your hands or a weapon?" Pete couldn't escape this. He realized when he looked at the pure desperation in Vegas' eyes. "I'm a bodyguard, aren't I?" he foolishly said, his voice breaking slightly. He lifted his head and stared at the ceiling. He could picture it; him wearing his uniform, blowing Vegas' brains out with his gun. The image brought him no satisfaction. Only a faint sense of dread he couldn't rationalize. Vegas' humming snapped him out of it. "Yes, I can see that. I can't imagine you using a knife, though." Pete felt slightly offended by that comment for some reason. "Why? Don't you think I have the guts?" "It's too... emotional a choice for you. You wouldn't use it to kill me." Right. Pete huffed in amusement. "I guess you're right. I'm not like you." This did the trick. Pete could feel the effect of his words, the hostility Vegas was emitting. It gave him goosebumps, despite the temperature of the room. The sound of the door closing harshly made him flinch, a racing heartbeat remaining for a while afterwards. It didn't bother him. He was finally left alone. It didn't matter if he'd manage to get better or not. If only Vegas could see that.

(A snippet inspired by a scene in the movie "Eileen")

[meganechan05]

"I've spent months looking for the Ice Rose thinking it was some jewel hidden somewhere. I'd never think it was something that can only be gifted by you. I suppose fate would always bring us together somehow."

"We were children back then. I simply thought you needed comfort after losing your country."

Himeno solemnly smiled as she recalled the memories of their past life. "Even then, you put in the effort to find it for me. You could've always given it to your mother since it's so rare, but you chose to give it to me. So let me return the favor."

She held out her hand, cheeks pink as she looked at her fellow Guardian.

"Let's defeat him together."

[its-cosmerely-an-obsesh-wound]

A Promise Full Filled

Below is an excerpt from my most recent fic:

***CONTAINS WIND AND TRUTH SPOILERS***

It had actually happened. Kaladin wasn't sure if any warping of reality on his part had occurred but Dalinar had done what he had needed to do and the three of them had survived until the end. They had all suffered terrible losses but, tonight, they were choosing to ignore all that because they were fulfilling a promise they had made to one another. At the end. Drinks. Jokes. Laughter.

Currently, the laughter was at Kaladin’s expense. Shallan and Adolin had managed to wheedle out of him the particulars regarding what Szeth had mentioned. Szeth had made astounding progress on their trip to Shinovar, so much so that he and Kaladin had laughed easily and often by the end and Szeth had surprised both Shallan and Adolin by interacting with them comfortably when they had returned. Perhaps a little too comfortably. To Kaladin’s chagrin, Szeth had told them that Kaladin had been unable to best the Shin architecture. Szeth had refused to elaborate further and Kaladin had had also refused to give a full account at the time, citing a need to see his family. But, today, there was no diverting them so Kaladin had to explain in painstaking detail, while Shallan howled with laughter, what Szeth had meant.

“The Shin are much shorter people than the Alethi so there were a lot of doorframes, cultivated trees, and even ceilings that would not accommodate the stature of a normal-sized person—"

“An Alethi giant you mean.” Shallan corrected, as she craned her neck in an unnecessarily exaggerated manner to eye him pointedly.

“Fine. Someone of normal Alethi height.” Kaladin conceded.

“You’re tall, even for an Alethi, Kal.” Adolin asserted, appraising him with a slight smile and a lingering look that had Kaladin feeling...on edge. He was not that tall. For an Alethi. He was only a few inches taller than Adolin. 

“So what did you do?" Shallan asked, her eyes glittering expectantly. "Try to punch and stab your way through doorways or…” 

He wished that were the truth.

“No, um, many times I didn’t notice until—"

“Stormfather! You walked into everything, didn’t you?” She asked with excited incredulity.

Kaladin pressed his lips to a line. He had not walked into everything. But she was right, it had happened. And more than he would have liked. She seemed to guess her aspersion was at least partially correct and he could see the joy in her expression ramping up as he replied.

“Well not everything but there were a few times I—"

Kaladin didn’t get to finish, Shallan erupted with a shrill scream of unbridled glee and Adolin’s barking laugh split the air next to him seconds later. 

Sure, Kaladin felt a little embarrassed about how many inanimate objects his face had unexpectedly encountered but he had promised, drinks, jokes, laughter, and he was certainly delivering on the last part. Kaladin found himself chuckling too, after a fashion, but Shallan was definitely the most affected. It took several moments before Shallan wiped tears of mirth from her eyes and rested her hand lightly on his as her raucous sounds of merriment became a subdued giggle.

Kaladin’s laughter became uneasy and died as he processed several disturbing things at once: the hand Shallan had placed on his was her clothed safehand, the topic of conversation had changed to a distressing one, and the seating arrangement was...disquieting and too close. In short, somehow he had gotten trapped between Shallan and Adolin while they argued about Kaladin's farewell hugs all the while Shallan touched him in an arrestingly inappropriate and intimate manner. In the middle of a very public tavern.

How had this happened? He thought back. Kaladin had been sitting in the middle since they had arrived but he hadn’t given the arrangement much thought since they had started the evening a respectful distance apart from one another and they had been discussing a suitable topic: the strange Shinovarian flora and fauna. Shallan had shown a keen interest and Kaladin, grateful for the distraction from all the needling about Shin architecture, had seized the topic like a pouch of stormlight during an Everstorm. Kaladin had explained how lazy the grass had been, laying about and getting trampled all the time; how there had been these delightful happy animals called ‘dogs’ that acted like axehounds but were soft and squishy with no carapace or mandibles and enjoyed probing your backside with their noses; and how some animals Szeth had called ‘goats’ had been able to Surgebind—Szeth had insisted they did not Surgebind but there was simply no other rational explanation for how they scaled sheer cliffs like that, Kaladin had seen them at it with his own eyes—they had to be using adhesion or gravitation. Szeth was mistaken. Unfortunately, mentioning Szeth had reminded them about the storming architecture again but even those laughs at his expense had been better than this.

“You got two hugs.” Adolin insisted to Shallan.

“I had to initiate the first one though and Kaladin suffered it like a chull bound in a heavy stormwagon yolk. The one he initiated was much shorter than the hug he gave you.”

Somehow as the conversation and alcohol had flowed, the distance between them had shrunk to almost nothing, such that Shallan’s and Adolin’s present and disconcerting tete-a-tete was taking place practically on top of Kaladin. Kaladin was immensely uncomfortable. Why did the hugs he gave them matter and why were they chatting about it with no space for Honor between the three of them? Kaladin was finding it harder and harder to follow the exchange because he was becoming increasingly aware of their proximity to him in several would-be innocuous ways...

Here's a link to the rest of it, if you want to keep reading. Please take care, it is rated EXPLICIT because I cannot keep my hands off the smut when it comes to these three...or in general. You know that part in A Bugs Life with the mosquitoes?

Mosquito 1: Harry, no! Don't look at the light!

Harry: *entranced* I-can't-help-it. It's-so-beautiful. *Harry gets zapped and DIES*

Harry is basically me with smut...wait, there's a When Harry Met Sally reference here...if you want to have what she's having you might like my writing 😂 You've probably heard of a gutter ball. *Jumps up and down* Oh, yes, bowling! I've heard of that! Well, I have a gutter brain. There are balls involved in my gutter brain and many other euphemistic sports accoutrements that I could mention. But I won't. No one wants that. In fact, no one wanted this paragraph at the end, not even me, but I typed it already so...pipe down, I got the conch and... *does best Leonidas impression* THIS—IS—TUMBLR!

(RIP Piggy, sorry about your ass-mar and brutal murder—Roger was a right Piero Manzoni piece of work)

Well, that stream of consciousness was a trip to read in the stark light of day. Someone should take away my keyboard. Alright, shutting the fuck up now...

PS: See, I did mean what I said

[oh-meow-swirls]

they are approaching.

[aihaloos]

Okay I know I was freaking out about how we're going on a WARP train n shit but like. I want the event to come quickly.

I don't really know whether this will be an NPC event like Blade Lineage or Sinner-focused like TKT and Christmas event. Most likely the former, but I just have like. A specific hope about this okay.

So we know what happened in Lovetown. We have a rundown-kinda of how the train works. We know what abominations might happen. My main curiosities are: 1. Dante; 2. Sinclair

Dante's time powers was elaborated on in TKT, and my curiosity is self-explanatory, since WARP trains' mechanics warp time (get it? Okay sorry) during its travels inside the alternate dimension world thingy. I'm pretty sure prosthetics are usually fine since I don't think W corp bans prosthetics or anything (Atleast I don't remember them banning it...). But Dante's powers are related to his prosthetics so like. Will it be affected? Will the "bond" of the sinners' time be affected? Will they be affected? Will Dante's powers work in the train? Will he retain his memories if his clock head gets damaged at any point? I just have so many questions and PM leaving me (us) on a cliffhanger hurts(?) me...

Anyways point 2: Sinclair. We all know Canto IV is the first "real" Canto, so to speak. Gregor and Rodya's were clearly too short and just felt like mood-setters than anything, and Sinclair's is the closest we got to an actual one at launch. And also the (kind of) first Mili song we got. But the thing is. Sinclair didn't really get much of his moment. Kromer got killed by Demian. He still hasn't fully come to terms/move on with his past. We all know he's pretty much traumatized by things that overly "fleshy", so to speak. So now I really want him, like Rodya, to get some contemplation too. And who knows. If some fleshy abominations happen, I want to get more Sinclair content. Hell, draw a few parallels between Sinclair and this time's boss like TR and Rodya. Have it have prosthetics or smth but still be a fleshy mass. I'm just curious how he'll react to all this. I know any character development probably get reset since that's just how WARP trains are engineered to be, but this just circles back to Dante since they're bound to his time.

[bluastro-yellow]

get it Kim has a lot to unpack do you get it

it's imperfect I'll never polish it just take it as it is I should have put aerostatics not airplanes...

[teddybeartoji]

AHHHHHHHH MICKEY I HAD TO COME HERE AND ASK FOR MORE I LOVE NEIGHBOR AUS -- so would it be like canon ?? and he moves away to a new country to be free of everything that happened in japan/sorcerer society ?? or would it be a non-sorcerer au??

AAAAAAAAAA CARINAA STOPPP I LOVE U SOOSO MUCHHH!!!!!!!! OKOK SO it'd be non-sorcerer au buuuuuuut i'm keeping the part of him having a bad past yk? so essentially it still is him just getting away from all of that!!!!!!! he's now in his thirties and he just wants a new start:((((( he just wants a Normal job and a Normal life:(((((((((((((

and the same goes for the reader too!!! they left everything behind them for a fresh start too and that's so scary yk? so despite the fact that toji has been there for a little longer (he moved only like a few months earlier), they're both so new to everything and so when they finally get to talking and they realize that they're in the same situation - it just kind of clicks. everything gets a little easier knowing that neither of them is alone:(((( they start going to the grocery store together and they start having dinners at each others places. they go to the cinema every week and they just overall get very comfortable very fast bc they kind of.. only have each other there... they're constantly just hanging out at each other's places and it's waahhh it's still very much a slow burn though lmao there's no other way for me to write anything i'm afraid.

omg wait i also need to add that i definitely imagine toji with an accent here too. like it's very important in my head. bc well i mean ofc he'd have one right? going from japan to some european country, he's now forced to speak english aand it's so weird for him at first and that on its own makes everything a little harder too... but ahh i think it's such a good little detail to add yk? like he definitely stumbles over his words every once in a while and gets a little embarrassed abt it:(((( he's cute. my favourite scary looking teddy bear of a man

blabla i also just think it's such a cute idea to have the reader and him teach each other stuff about their cultures:(((((( and languages too:((((((( you pester toji about him teaching you some japanese words and phrases and he's kind of against it at first because he just wants to leave literally EVERYTHING behind but when he finally folds.. he doesn't regret it at all because your own accent is fucking adorable and also kind of bad and it's funny and it doesn't make him think about all the bad things that have happened,, you're helping him forget all about that while creating new and better memories and AAAAAAAAAAAHHH it's so sweet okay:((((((((

AAAAAAANYWAYY CARINAA I HOPE U KNOW HOW MUCH IT MEANS TO ME THAT U CAME TO ASK ABT THIS:((((((((( ILOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U AND I HOPE UR DOING SOOSO GOOD ANGEL!!! YOU DESERVE THE WORLD<33333333333

[soramimi-keeki]

Some friends and I came to the conclusion which says Rick's hair might taste like cotton candy (it was me and only me)

Don't mind much the Slowpoke Rick ough pleas e

[svtskneecaps]

lukewarm take of the evening: y'all care too much about being ""outdated"". fellas this smp moves inhumanly fast. it is ok to CHILL holy shit CHILL. y'all are like "(posts BANGER ART) super late guys sorry" friend i am hitting you with a blanket i am snapping you with my metaphorical towel WHAT DO YOU MEAN SORRY. "(posts BANGER FIC) rip this is outdated now" WHO CARES???? I LOVE YOU, OK. ohhhh woe is us as the fandom at large for having MORE HAPPY PILLS ARC CONTENT oh no how outdated!! how could you be writing speculative fiction about how forever felt during happy pills :( slash SARCASM!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!!! THERE ARE SO MANY BANGER ARCS, WHAT, YOU THINK WE'RE COMPLAINING????? FOR GETTING MORE OF THE CONTENT WE LOVED????? oh no we're past the period where everyone thought green gay ninjas were like Dead Dead, my work is now outdated and noncanon :( WDYM. GIMME. A BANGER IS A BANGER IDC IF IT TAKES THREE MONTHS. you think rome was built in a day?? fuck you, baltimore, GIMME. my ass has been cooking a goddamn backflipo family fic since july when it was ALREADY outdated do you think i fear god??? "oh no, you're making an edit of slime's (attempted) egg murdering spree?? how could you, that was months ago it's irrelevant" SAID NO ONE EVER.

save your wrists kidlings ok carpal tunnel is no joke. CHILL!!!!! CHILL!!!!!!!! TAKE YOUR TIME SHEEEEEESH OK LOVE YOU <3

[averlym]

pleaaase may i have 28 and 29 aramour angst ✨ i crave it

28: “Move out of my way before I make you.” // 29: “You deserve better.” (prompt list here)

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[purplexiasphinx]

ame. if you even care