#THE BRAINROT IS REAL GUYS
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
MY STAND-IN | 1.02
#my stand in#mystandinedit#my stand in the series#ming x joe#mingjoe#up poompat#poom phuripan#tvedit#bledit#msiedit#thaidramaedit#uservix#usersasa#userrlana#userspicy#userbon#userlinnea#uservid#thaidrama#*#boyslovesource#usergay#i gave in and started from the beginning again#this scene is so sweet and i'm living here for a while#the brainrot is real guys
157 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
I painted it!!
my dad took a picture of this not knowing it was fanart of stanford pines and sent it to my grandma.
alt versions below bc idk which ones i like more lololol
quality sucks ass bc my phone's camera sucks ass and tumblr ruins the quality further :((
#gravity falls#fanart#gravity falls fanart#traditional art#art#my art#stanford pines#ford pines#young ford pines#ford pines fanart#stanford pines fanart#gravity falls art#the brainrot is real guys#first time ever fully rendering and painting fanart#grunkle ford
71 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
*seeing two characters make out in front of an applebees in Challengers* adam and lawrence would have loved thisā¦
#sitting in the theatre as pinky promise started playing in my head...#the brainrot is real guys#saw the musical#challengers#saw#chainshipping
155 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
u walk into the doctor's office and see this wyd
#faust#faust guilty gear#guilty gear strive#faust ggst#my art#although i am reconsidering calling this art#if u look at the hands i am coming into your house and shooting your entire family in the kneecaps#LITERALLY SO SORRY FOR NOT WRITING ANYTHING BUT#THE BRAINROT IS REAL GUYS
35 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
stick season by noah kahan was playing and my mind instantly went to Harry Potter's dead dad's dead best friend and his dead werewolf boyfriend
#stick season#marauders#sirius black#remus lupin#james potter#wolfstar#noah kahan#The brainrot is real guys
35 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
Sorry for being inactive, Anyway enjoy some art of Nemona without her glove thing
#gallonwghost shenanigans#my art#PokƩmon#pokemon#pokemon sv#nemona#nemona pokemon#pokemon nemona#fanart#The brainrot is real guys#Finally added a watermark thing
15 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
okay, i know the new girl au is already set but im watching the episode where jess makes out with schmidtās dad and now iām thinking
anakinās roommate is getting married or is an event planner or something, and they canāt go to the winery because of scheduling conflicts or because theyāre sick or whatever. so they reluctantly send anakin. anakin has no clue about wine, he usually goes for whatever is cheapest at the store (which most of the time is absolutely horrible and tongue-melting) but itās fine. the wine is already picked out, so anakin only has to pick it up. nothing can go wrong, right?
right.
anakin arrives at the winery and walks around the showroom waiting for staff to show up, and mutters about pretentious rich people and their unreasonably expensive wine. heās convinced that it canāt be better than the wines he usually drinks. come on, they squeeze grapes, itās all the same. he doesnāt get why his roommate doesnāt just buy from the store, it would save them so much money.
heās eyeing an horrendously overpriced bottle of chianti and huffs about how it probably tastes worse than the one he buys at target or wherever.
āoh, i can attest to the fact that it tastes much, much better,ā an amused voice behind him says, and anakin almost jumps.
he whirls around and comes face to face with the hottest man he has ever seen. anakin doesnāt even know where to look first: the crinkles at the corner of his eyes, the gray at his temples that streaks into his hair, the impeccably groomed beared, the glinting blue eyes or his broad chest and shoulders. anakin wants to climb him, wants to rub his skin raw on that beard, wants to be pressed up tight against that hunky DILF.
āitās just grape juice,ā anakin argues, because heās an idiot and canāt help himself.
the strangerās eyebrow jumps up with so much judgment that itās tangible, thereās disbelief streaking across his face and the corner of his mouth twitches. he looks like heās may be debating squeezing anakin like a grape as well. but very unsexily.
ājoin me for a drink?ā he asks instead and he sounds mild, the crisp accent slightly lilting. āif you think itās worse after still, iāll personally buy and deliver a full case of store wine of your choice to you.ā
and anakinās not one to pass up the opportunity to have a drink with a hot stranger, especially not when heās inviting him AND thereās the prospect of seeing him again, at home no less.
ācan i join you and watch when you go buy me that case?ā anakin asks.
āplease, i insist you do,ā the stranger answers, and thereās mischief in his eyes. a wry smile curls his lips. āand what do i get once you realize that you can never go back to drinking whatever bottleāā
ācarton,ā anakin interjects, mostly to be a shit, but there are some great wines that come in a carton.
the DILF stares at him as if heās debating plain murder, but then he sighs, very deeply, and smiles in a way that seems like heās barely holding it together. āso, what do i get?ā
āuh.ā anakin canāt think of anything that he could offer this beautiful man that he could possibly want. āiāll get rid of all the cartoned wine i have at home?ā
the strangers lips twitch. āunder my observation?ā
anakin almost chokes on air. āyeah,ā he says, and it comes out embarrassingly breathy.
the DILF smiles and something about it looks almost...dangerous. anakinās heartbeat takes up several notches.
the stranger takes the bottle of wine that anakin had been looking at and moves over to one of the small standing tables around the room. āiām obi-wan,ā he introduces himself as he goes to grab two bulbous glasses. after uncorking the bottle, he holds up the stem to his nose, inhaling the scent with his eyes closed. anakin wants to lick him all over.
āanakin,ā he croaks, and when obi-wan looks up at him, heās smiling, eyes crinkling at the corners.
ānice to meet you, anakin.ā
anakin very nearly whimpers.
turns out, the wine does taste way better than whatever swill anakin has been drinking up until now. it doesnāt burn on its way down, thereās actual flavor to it and it doesnāt leave a weird aftertaste on his tongue.
it also turns out that obi-wan is very fine with making out with anakin for convincing him of the superiority of the wine. anakin lips are numb by the time theyāre done and he may or may not have forgotten his own name and he saw through space and time when obi-wan kissed so good nobody will ever live up to it.
it also turns out that obi-wan is his roommateās dad and anakinās roommate retches when they find out that anakin very thoroughly frenched his father.
anakin, once he starts dating obi-wan for real, turns into the worst wine snob that has ever lived.
#obikin#the brainrot is real guys#mmmmhhhhhhh š#i failed to mention that the winery and the attached vineyard belong to obi-wan obviously
72 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
I'm eating little green lemon meringues and all i can think about is Them
11 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
she has taken over my brain
#rain world#looks to the moon#doodle#The brainrot is real guys#I literally can't stop thinking about her
75 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
i am so sick for chenford because as i was just sitting here eating fries, and all i could think was i want a lunch scene with them either at the diner from 1x02 or the food trucks where lucy tries to steal fries off of tim's plate and he playfully slaps her hand away only for her to pout which makes him cave immediately and place a handful of fries on her plate with a smile
#the brainrot is REAL guys#thanks for being my emotional support community during this time#chenford
62 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
Safeshiptember Day 2: Masquerade
Title: The night the Deer wished for a kiss from the Sun
Characters: Claude von Riegan, Helios (S/I)
Words: 1.9k
AO3 link: hehe I'm the link
Summary:
The mission was simple: if your possible future enemies invited you to a masquerade, you shall not go alone and only try your best at making it a useful night. War would start at any moment, that was a fact the monastery had witnessed already. So with perfect masks and Claude's plan, both Helios and him would play the nobles' game to try get some secret cards for the Golder Deer.
Without, of course, getting too caught up in intense feelings, right...?
āAre you sure you donāt want to choose someone else for this?ā Helios asked, a bit hesitant to follow the plan. Yes, maybe wearing a suit was a rare yet gratifying sight but, to a masquerade full of nobles in disguise? That certainly sounded a bit too out of reach for someone who had grown up in the forests of Ordelia territory. Still, as they always did with their mischievous leader, they trusted his decisions. And they really wanted to continue doing so, but seeing Claude approaching them with a special mask made for the occasionā¦ Oh, feeling out of place never seemed so probable. āLorenz knows more about ballroom dancing, doesnāt he?ā
āDo you want me to risk being scolded during the whole masquerade?ā Claude joked and chuckled at his own words. He was wearing a gold deer mask already, its prominent horns reminding Helios of the strongest trees. āYou are my greatest option, trust me. Plus, itāll be fun,ā he winked under his elegant disguise. āLet me help you with this.ā
Helios only nodded. They had noticed the yellow mask Claude was holding so they waited in silence for him to do as he planned. When he got close enough, his fingers hid Heliosā long bangs behind their ears, right where the pink part of their darkish short hair started. And he gifted himself some time there; fixing some hairs that didnāt need to be fixed, quietly putting the mask in its place as if the littlest bit of rush could make the object break apart. Itās not like Helios noticed how he used it as an excuse to stand closer either way: they were too absorbed analyzing Claudeās clothing to even consider it.
Compared to their suit, Claudeās formal attire didnāt even seem from FĆ³dlan. Did he secretly change it and didnāt wish for Lorenz to go because of that? The differences between their jackets, his thicker belt around his waistā¦
Well, itās not like Helios knew much about nobility etiquette and stuff like that. Perhaps what they would call gracious would be a crime against fashion in Hildaās eyes. With that thought in mind, they refrained from speaking a word about it and only then noticed the weight of the mask covering their features.
āHow is it?ā As soon as Helios asked, Caudeās hands went back to himself in a swift movement. āTo be honest, I didnāt even check what the mask is of.ā
Claude gladly answered with a gesture. He held their shoulders to turn Helios around, who had to blink twice at the new view. Out of the blue, only a deer and a sun existed in that room of light candles. Night was already embracing them, yet the sun design of Heliosā mask looked as bright as the star itself. Especially in Claudeās eyes.
Heliosā mouth opened in surprise. Maybe it was then, seeing their reflections on that mirror, that they realized Claude really wanted them for this mission. And Helios would do anything for their leaderās decisions.
āSee? Itās perfect for you,ā he spoke, his warm hands still holding Helios. However, their eyes went somewhere else for a second. They couldnāt afford to fluster when they needed to focus on the plan ahead.Ā
āArenāt we supposed to hide under these, though? Why did you choose a golden deer mask? Thatās quiteā¦.ā
āObvious?ā he guessed the word, at which Helios hummed in affirmation. āThatās what theyāll also think. And sometimes, my dear Sun, becoming an easy target can be the crucial step to get the information we need.ā
The unexpected nickname had an effect on Heliosā heartbeat. No, it was both that and the reflection on the mirror. Claude had gotten closer and closer as he spoke, his head menacing to rest on theirs now. They could follow the silhouette of his curls behind the mask and those green eyes that could shine though any ornament. A sigh escaped from their lips before Claudeās voice filled their heart with determination once more:
āLetās go, Helios.ā
Garreg Mach was as destroyed as ever. That may not have been the most accurate description as it came from someone who had barely spent two months there, but Claude could agree on it. The prediction of an inexorable war was written all over its broken windows and falling walls. Nevertheless, even in the middle of the political and material chaos, nobles had decided to hold a masquerade in the center of FĆ³dlan. As if it were a goodbye letter to peace, a last opportunity to see others before circumstances obliged you to finish them off in the battlefield. Helios would never understand them, but they were smart enough to play along.
When the ballroom opened in front of them, Helios unconsciously straightened their back. By their side, Claude gave a quick look to everyone around them before deciding where to head first. There were quite a lot of guests, yet very few of them had chosen to leave their guards down and enjoy the music in what could be considered the dance floor. Helios followed Claudeās fast steps towards one of the tables. The food displayed on it seemed to have caught his attention, but just a moment later he was found analyzing the space again. There were masks Helios couldnāt decipher, just like Claudeās intentions.
They nudged him and Claude couldnāt help but smile when he saw the arm he was being offered.
āWhat? Want me all for yourself?ā he whispered, his lips teasing in a smirk.
āI just donāt want you to disappear on me.ā
āEven in the rare situation that something were to happen, Iām strong to get through it, you know?ā
āYeah, and we were asked to come unarmed while witnessing the start of a war with strangers whose skirts can hide plenty of dagues,ā Helios replied, gazing upon the small groups of two or three people around the room. Everyone avoided being alone. āI have my reasons to worry, Deer.ā
That sole argument seemed to have been enough: Claudeās mouth was shut once more. However, right when the musicians started to play a new song, he pulled his companionās arm to bring them to the dance floor.Ā
āThose blue and grey masks,ā he pointed out in a whisper, declaring the action had just started.
The person behind the grey mask was taller than their dance partner.Ā Although both face masks looked pretty bland, the blue one had some splashes of paint that could try to simulate explosions. Their sudden presence on the dance floor could have been a warning. When Claude held Heliosā hand to guide their steps, they returned the gesture by holding his a bit tighter.
They had talked about this phase before: prying could be considered one of Claudeās strong points while Heliosā main focus would be to maintain safety and not to attract too much attention. An enviable duo, but others would have their own strategies, too. They had barely looked at each other when the targets started to walk towards one of the balconies.Ā
No words were needed to adapt to this. Helios was suddenly going along with the spins Claude began as they slowly stepped out of the dance floor. While he guided them, Helios kept staring at the floor in an attempt to make sure they wouldnāt mess things up at this point. Thatās why they didnāt see it coming when Claude pinned them against a wall.
āClauāā
āShh,ā he hushed, eyes looking behind them. The access to the balcony was by their left, but he could also see those two dancers through the window by their right. Not Helios, though. Their peripheral vision was blocked by Claudeās arm. He hoped the broken glass of that huge window would help him get the gist of the othersā conversation.
So Helios just stayed there. Quietly, standing as calm as they could with Claudeās arm brushing their cheek and the shadow of his maskās horns crowning their head.
They swallowed saliva. The mission had not ended yet.
Thus they tried to focus on their security again. That was Heliosā main priority, after all. All their attention went to other peopleās gazes and movements, leaving none for whatever the targets were up to. They trusted Claude to take care of that.
Even though the only candelabra lamp lightās didnāt reach them as well in comparison to the rest of the ballroom, two figures suddenly put their attention on them and started to walk their way. Caudeās chin was up as the gears in his brain worked to confirm his hypothesis. Helios had to act quickly and on their own.
Without giving it a second thought, they grabbed Claude by the waist and pulled him towards them with one hand. They heard a low gasp coming from him as they pried over his shoulder. The possible intruders had decided to walk somewhere else and Claudeās warmth was so, so close.
Minutes went by and Helios did not loosen their grip.
āClaude? Did you find out anything useful?ā they softly whispered, still in place. No answer was heard. They waited a bit in case the targetsā conversation was still going. āClaudeā¦?ā they repeated after a moment of silence, lowering even more the volume of their voice.
Still no answer. So Helios decided to move back a little, the little they could in that position between the wall and their leader's body. When they looked up at Claude, they found his green eyes staring back at them. He quickly looked back to the balcony, yet Helios stared a bit longer with confusion on their face. Both golden deersā cheeks were getting warmer.
āYes, uhm,ā Claude rushed to speak again. āI donāt think the Kingdom will refuse to cooperate with us. Sounds like I can make a good use of some of their interests to convince them to work towards a common goal.ā
āGood.ā Interpreting those words as the mission ending, their hand left Claudeās waist and their shoulders relaxed a bit. However, he did not move an inch. He actually complained on the spot.
āDonātāā, his voice went down when he continued. āDonāt let go just yetā¦ā
āHuh?ā the sound left Heliosā mouth in a breathe. And their hand, guided more by their heart than by their brain, slowly went its way up to Claudeās waist once more. They started to doubt if they had heard correctly. Was it, for some reason, another decision for the greater good of the whole masquerade plan? Or was it something he longed for behind the missionās facade?
The feeling of Claudeās head on theirs dissipated Heliosā questions. The Sun bearer heard him sigh as his body melted a little on top of theirs. His big mask seemed to be no obstacle when he wanted to rest like that so badly.
āAreā¦ Are you feeling alright?ā they genuinely asked, trying their best to contain the fluttering feeling that refused to go away.
āYes, I am.ā Claude could feel words piling up in his throat until none of them could get out of that cave. Just as if there was no space for all those feelings inside of him, because they could not escape from his head and much less from his mouth. Music was still playing but his thoughts couldnāt dance to it right now. There was only one sentence his labyrinth of a heart managed to get out: āIāve never been better.ā
#aAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YOU CANT IMAGINE HOW EMBARRASSED I AM OF THIS ONE#but I have enjoyed this so much#f/o community#self ship community#self shipping#self ship#f/o#selfship#all i write is about you#safeshiptember#safeshiptember 2023#the brainrot is real guys#self shipping blog#self insert#words from me to you
10 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
I just downloaded all of part 2 of jjba because I want to make Caejose edits and I am insane
5 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
"I saw this cool edit" code word for i watched an edit and keeled over and almost started sobbing bc my love for a fictional character overwhelmed me
5 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
#shitpost#mcr#conventional weapons#the brainrot is real guys#listened to fake your death as well itās pretty good#am still yet to listen to bullets but i Will get there i promise
8 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
No one:
Me: MYSTERION!!!!!- oh wait. :(
3 notes
Ā·
View notes
Text
Physically pains me to work on bigger pieces because my nut sized brain hates stuff that takes longer than a day (but I think miss dead merm over here will be worth it)
#wip#drawing#artists on tumblr#illustration#digital art#see guys I can make real art too#not just mold brainrot content
36K notes
Ā·
View notes