#NEW BRAINROT UNLOCKED

[noixdecagette]

them

[baqsy]

i love you nonlinear narrative structure i love you doomed claustrophobic cosmic sci-fi horror i love you mouthwashing i love you curly and anya...

[birdribs-art]

The Reverend daughter and her Cavalier

[rhettabbotts]

what if i said…. bodyguard rhett…. what if….

[just-axolotl-thoughts]

Hhng

Chonny Jash

[daz4i]

i need to put him in a jar and shake. i need to study him like a bug. i need to make him dance on hot coals. i need him

[mlaine]

Have I played rain world? No. Do I love it anyways? Yes.

[simping-for-red-flags]

Heaven's official blessing is my new reason to live tbh, these gays are gonna be the death of me

[aesrot]

hear me out, hear me out: chip teaching ollie how to play football

[foamfollowerisfallen]

This looks so good. Happy little squeals.

Am I saying this will be your new favourite show? That it will make you smile and shiver and puzzle and delight? That it's something really special? That it will ease the pain of waiting for other shows to happen?

Yes. I am saying that.

It's SO good. And it starts in three weeks...

[just-ornstein]

Sorry for all the Venture Bros spam. It will happen again.

[humans-are-tasty]

[tommy-h-bff]

um so yeah they're in love

[bassooner-or-later]

Apollo Justice came out for Switch btw

Necktie

[ddarker-dreams]

furthering the scarachu agenda:

if he sees wildflowers that meet his standards, he'll carefully pluck a couple for you. in your excitement over his thoughtfulness, you give him a kiss on the cheek. his brain quite literally short circuits and he imbues the sliiiightest fraction of his electro energy into the unsuspecting flowers.

you both silently observe as the ashes flake to the ground in a sad, gray powder.

to lighten his dour mood, you suggest that all you need is a broom and dustpan. technically, you can still put it in a vase at that point. your suggestion is met with discontent murmurs and him tugging down down the rim of his hat to hide his flustered expression.

the next time he brings flowers, they're in a nonconductive bouquet.

[quick-catton]

thinking about felix getting a paper cut or scrape and oliver reflexively darting his tongue out to lick up the blood when he goes to help him put a band–aid on it, like it's second nature

maybe not even realizing he's done it until he finishes with the band–aid and looks up at felix and felix looks like he's just been flashbanged

the collective oh shit moment they both have for different reasons