#anyway. connor brainrot.

[dreki]

played Detroit: Become Human and fell for the pretty detective android

[tricoufamily]

[replicantapologist]

I dreamed that the Roys and the Shelbys were at war.

[just-existing-as-you-do-blog]

You know I really love Connor's charecters.

I mean Ulysses quickly became one of my favorite characters in Fable (my favorite being C!Ven) I love that mad scientist who keeps hearing about the horrible things people remember he did and trying to catch up to his life that everyone remembered but him. Do you think he thought that he looked to old when he looked in a mirror before regaining his memories, or do you think he thought that he looked far too young after he got them all back and remembered what kind of person he was. (A good person, who did some horrible things.)

And VIRGIL who is may be my favorite charecter on Bound, I haven't decided yet. Trans bird spirals into noir detective like Insanity who plays the violin and runs a library and is paranoid but wants to be around people even though he is bad at it. He's a good trans bird in the "Trans birds save the world" story. I like his wall and how he sometimes calls Vast his friend even though they tried to kill him a while ago.

And DANIEL THORNS IN CANTRIPPED who molds himself into what is needed of him and doesn't know which version of himself is real. Is definitely my Favorite cantripped charecter.

Anyway good job Connor in marketing your charecters to me specifically thank you for this delicious meal to brainrot over.

[connorsjorts]

cyberlife putting magnets in connors feet is canon to me now. i left the fandom some time ago, now im back, so i can enjoy all the fanworks that came out while my brainrot was dormant. but im so shocked at how widespread the notion that hankcon is problematic now is. it was the main ship a couple of years ago? and now the main tag is flooded with negativity. and idk if my claims hold any water, but i feel like the dynamics that were quite commonly used for hank x connor now are used for reed900? when did this fandom decide that two characters which 1) appear rarely and only to be an asshole and 2) doesn't even have any lines are a better ship than those two bastards who are literally insane about each other? (none of their interactions are normal, but its so in character for both of them, i love it) anyway, i hope you didnt have to experience any of said negativity and are doing well, cause i loved your fanfics <3

Honestly I forget that Connor’s magnet feet aren’t canon—how that clumsy-ass android who botched a barrel-roll into a first story window managed to keep his feet planted on a moving train is the biggest plot hole in all of DBH.

Welcome back to the fandom! Sometimes I wish I had been here from the very beginning, because even when I showed up in 2020 it was like this. I remember wandering into the ship tag, naive and desperate for conktent, and finding nothing but “hankcon shippers are perverts” and literal comparisons between a thirty year old man and a six year old boy 🥲 I pretty much avoided tumblr entirely because of it and stayed exclusively on twitter the first couple years! (RIP.) I feel like tumblr has actually gotten better since then? That said, in the four years I’ve been here I’ve somehow managed to avoid any direct hate, probably partially through luck and partially because I’m not afraid to use the block button. It’s never personal, it’s just that I am here for one thing and one thing only and that is old man yaoi. I would also advise staying off of ig and tiktok for fandom content because good god, people are MEAN over there.

As for reed900, the ship doesn’t really do much for me personally, but one thing that I really love about it is that it’s basically fanfiction of fanfiction. Like, fans basically created that ship and even their characters out of next to nothing, and made something so compelling that it’s now the fandom’s most popular ship on ao3! That is so cool! As someone who doesn’t care about the DBH canon like, at all, and is way more into the fans’ creations and creativity, I have a deep appreciation for reed900 shippers even if I don’t subscribe to their newsletter. 

I do agree that it’s very similar to the hankcon dynamic, which, who can blame them? It’s a great dynamic. And I don’t begrudge anyone for not wanting to ship Hank and Connor. But when it comes to people who ship reed900 but actively hate hankcon, those who call hankcon disgusting and cry about having to see it while never seeming to take any actual steps to avoid it? I dunno, I smell ageism in their hearts, and to them I say—old people are hot, and it’s not our fault if you have bad taste in men 😌

Thank you so much for your kind words about my fics 💖

[hughiecampbelle]

Petals (Roy!Sibling x Connor Roy)

Character/s: Connor, Shiv, Roman, Logan, Willa, Marcia

Word Count: 1,315

Requested: hello! is it okay if i request more roy baby sibling and connor? i’d like to see them asking connor to dance at shiv’s wedding (or maybe even at his wedding?)! thank you :) - anon

Requested: your younger roy sibling hcs have been rotting my brain recently and now im imagining 8 year old them making a drawing for connor's birthday that is them holding hands with big hearts and "wish you were my daddy" written in big kid letters (probably with spelling mistakes) and connor just like. sobbing when he reads it. i feel like hed be such a big father role to a significantly younger sibling (i personally imagine them and roman having a around 10 year gap, so thats probably like ~35 years of different between them and connor). and we all know what a shitty dad logan is/was, so i can see younger sibling calling connor after some big fight with logan and crying while begging him to pick them up and let them live with him and it breaks his heart cause logan would never let it happen and he tried but couldnt protect ken and shiv and rome and he just wishes he could at least protect his baby sib but he just cant and it kills him. anyway happy thursday thought haha roy family brainrot - @fromirkwood

Inspired By: Petals on the Moon by Wasia Project

Tag: @locke-writes

A/N: I know the second one wasn't exactly a request, but I couldn't get it out of my head!!! Big Bro Connor is my absolute favorite!! I hope this doesn't rot in your brain too long my love lol. I just couldn't get it out of my head, especially when it was combined with the other request!! Feedback is always appreciated 💜💜💜

Time is a thief, at least that’s what he thinks when he looks at you, spinning with your sister on the dance floor. Your smile is so bright, so wide, your cheeks flushed. You drank too much, no doubt it was Roman refilling your glass without your notice. The song picks up speed, picks up in joy, and you break out into laughter, you and Shivy. It’s as if you’re in your own world and only she’s in it. You spin and jump and sing along, your niece and nephew beside you and the bride. He hasn’t seen you this electric, this alive, so much like your old self, in weeks. Connor considered himself lucky to be able to watch, to bear witness. Just moments ago you were a baby, doodling with your thick crayons, mistakenly calling him Dad instead of Logan. Only recently had he learned that's who he was in your phone, Dad, that Logan was simply Logan. Years pass, but so little changes. He still had all your fathers day cards stashed away, hidden before your real father caught what you were doing. Stick figures, one tall, one small, hand in hand surrounded by flowers and butterflies and other bugs. Happy Fathers Day Connor. Your uppercase letters always slanted, crooked, his name spelled with one N instead of two. It wasn’t long until his figure started sprouting gray hair, graying far earlier than anyone else in the family, and yours grew taller every year. Connor feared you might have forgotten about him, that you were getting too old to need your eldest brother like your siblings had, but you proved him wrong after that night. 

You hadn’t even wanted to go to the wedding. It was so bad. Whatever was said and done remained a mystery. You wouldn’t tell him, tell anyone, just that it was bad. He’d gone with Willa to pick something out for you, knowing you left the house with nothing. You refused to try it on, to come out of the spare bedroom. It wasn’t until the day before when they were getting ready to leave, accepting that there was no way you were going, did you come out with your outfit packed. You weren’t going to miss Shiv's big day because of him, you declared, and it was settled. He couldn’t contain his excitement, grinning from ear to ear. Letting her down, letting him down, just because of your old man, it seemed like a cruel punishment. You sat beside him in the plane, his hand on your knee, trying to disregard the dread in your chest. They’d all heard about your big blow out, they all wanted to know, going to Connor first instead of you. You were the closest, you told him everything. When he had nothing to say, when all he could offer was a warning, it said something, something more than he was expecting: whatever happened got to you. It genuinely hurt you. They imagined the worst, unsure of what to do. He was at a loss, too. Your father could say and do as he pleased, you’d always been the best at ignoring him, especially when he was in one of his moods, but this time? This time was different. It stung more than all of the other fights you’d had with him, and there were some memorable ones. Never had you yelled back like that, never had you stormed out in a fury, never had you sobbed to your brother like that on the phone. This wasn’t the kind of thing that would go away on its own. It wouldn’t heal with time. 

He could almost forget the crack in your voice as he watched you now. That sad, crying child looked so different from the young adult on the dance floor. Eventually you came over to him, asking him to dance. As if on cue, a slower song came on. This was far different than the last time you danced together. You stood on his shoes, swaying, giggling that high pitched giggle, the one that made his heart melt. You were so little then, so tiny, he was scared to let go. Now you swayed on your own, your arms around him as if you’re scared he’ll flee, your face buried into his chest. Thank you for letting me stay with you. It came out mumbled, muffled, but he understood. Anytime, kiddo. You’re a pleasure to have. Your eyes were big when you looked up at him, as if trying to decipher if he was telling the truth or not. His smile, so reassuring, told you he meant it. I’m sorry about Pops. you shook your head, not wanting to hear his name, not wanting your brother to carry the guilt for him. If he was going to apologize you were going to hear it from him. Not anyone else. Connor spent the entire night putting distance between the two of you, becoming your human shield. Logan, it seemed, had completely forgotten about the whole ordeal, kissing Shiv, saying hello to your brothers, like nothing was amiss. They each shared a glance, all looking to Connor for help, for guidance, just like they had when they were little. He knew what he had to do. How bad was it, kiddo? He asks. Bad. It’s all you can say without upsetting yourself all over again. 

He called you his greatest failure. Spineless. A mistake. You don’t remember how it started, only that you were bleeding out on the floor before him and he refused to put the knife down. A plague to the Roy name, a curse, a bad seed. You never should have been born. A loser. Incompetent. He’s not sure where you came from, but you are certainly not his. You should be smarter, work harder, but instead you are nothing, you are nobody. No one has ever or will ever love you. It hits you so hard, so forcefully, it knocks the wind out of you. He means it, he means every word, but especially that. That’s what kills you, that’s what makes the tears slip down your cheeks. That’s not true, you try to spit back, but he’s not listening and you’re crying, and you’re proving him right. He keeps talking. You can’t hear it, though. You’re gone. You’ve retreated into yourself, so far back he cannot possibly get you. You stand there, unmoving, as he gets in your face. No one has or will ever love you. No one has or will ever love you. It plays on loop, again and again until you cannot breathe. Finally you back away, you run from him, slamming each door behind you. Marcia calls out to you, hearing what went down, but nothing can stop you. Through the busy sidewalks, sobbing uncontrollably, you call him. You can’t repeat what he said, you still can’t. You know that would make him furious, all of them, and it is not their burden to carry. A quiet fear has settled in the back of your mind: what if he’s right? 

If he knew, if Connor knew, he would have killed his father. No one said that to his baby, no one ever dared talk to you that way. But he doesn’t, and he never will. You have vowed to yourself that neither him nor your other siblings will know, for fear that they might agree with him. That they’ll show you he’s right. Instead they watch you carefully, ready to intervene should that be necessary. You hold on to him tight long after the song ends, not wanting to let go, to be alone with Logan's words. Connor doesn’t mind at all. He’s his happiest when his siblings need him, when you need him. He’ll always be there to rescue you. Always. It’s his job, you’re his greatest love. You all are.

[lurkerviolin]

we haven't had connor and kameron mentioned yet this season so my proposal for the consideration of the brainrot circus is:

buck winds up with custody of the kid. it doesn't have to be anything tragic like CK both died or anything, but something happens and buck now has a baby.

he and tommy have a very mature conversation about how they are just barely dating and are in no way ready to raise a kid together. buck gets that and is so fucking preoccupied with trying to figure out how to navigate fatherhood that he knows he wouldn't have time to to be a good partner anyway. tommy, of course, says when he's ready, they can still be friends. hesitantly, "i'm pretty great at being an uncle?" which, "you're pretty great at being a friend, too"

but buck is sort of freaking out and the loft is not safe for a baby, he's looking around and seeing too many sharp edges, and all the ways she could be hurt, and so he gets in the car and instinct leads him straight to eddie's.

and eddie is shocked, and maybe a little angry with CK, but he immediately says, "alright, we got this," like the 'we' is a forgone conclusion. and buck realizes well... yeah, it sort of is, isn't it? they were just getting to be friends when buck started trying to navigate helping with chris and they only got more tangled up after that.

buck is still freaking out a little, but they're sitting at the kitchen table making plans with eddie reminding him to breathe and chris laying on the floor while the baby's having tummy time or something and buck realizes. this is a forgone conclusion.

there is no scenario where he has a family that doesn't have chris and eddie right at the center. where is the space for a partner in that? ...for another partner in that?

queue buck realizing that spot is already very much taken by eddie, who sat down to co-parent with him like he never even considered any alternative. his kid is buck's kid. of course buck's kid is his, too.

and because buck has a singular brain cell when he's realizing things about himself, he blurts out some stupid shit like, "should we get married?"

[vicious-scribbles]

Ok, so on my main blog I like hockey (really just like hockey players and have no idea how the game is actually played), and saw a really funny answer to an ask by @hauntedppgpaints about Connor Hellebuyck. He said that Connor is 'secretly a werewolf but the kind that likes to flop down next to his teammates and lick their hands' and it created SUCH a pure mental image (along with the next post that's gonna be incoming soon) that I had it in my head to draw it for a long time (ignore the fact it's been in my head since November of last year).

So, without further ado: Connor Hellebuyck in my style.

This is from his Wikipedia page, and he has a FANTASTIC thousand-yard stare.

This is me trying his face again. Still thousand-yard stare.

Aaaaaand, drumroll please-

Ta-da! A traditional version and digital version to better see the distinction between Connor and his teammate. I have no idea which teammate, I just drew a standard body. Headcanon whichever one floats your boat.

Anyway, thanks for the hockey brainrot and for helping me actually start to fill up my new sketchbook that I'm only on page 9 of.

Next post will be of the goalie he introduced me to, so stay tuned!

[pupmkincake2000]

Hey so I kinda wanna write dbh fics (mainly HankCon and Gavin900) but uh, iv never rlly interacted w/the source material 😅 I mainly know it through tumblrs like yours that have led me to fic on ao3 and it’s become my latest brainrot

should I go for it? Kinda scared to mischaracterize and apparently there’s a lot of controversy (?) (not that *that* part would have stopped me, I block people cuz I don’t wanna be annoyed by stupid ass takes and opinions) I think if I do it I’d want a beta reader (for the first time in my life) and no one I know is rlly into dbh

I dislike Gavin900, so I can't help here (yet I do not think there will be any problem with writing them as characters, they are basically characters the fandom's created and took Hank and Connor's dynamic as an example), but I would advise you to watch any playthrough to learn the characters and the lore anyway. Especially if you are going to write HankCon. Or just to learn the whole story in general. Source material is very important when writing a fic, in my opinion. Besides, it's just educational and interesting.

You can find many playthroughs on youtube. Here, you can watch this one, it is the best ending playthrough:

[maddsmallow]

10, 17, 20 for the dbh ask!

10. Least favorite trope?

i dont know if i would say it's my least favorite, but it's the first one that popped into my head as a brainrotted hankcon shipper lmao—when connor is portrayed as a lil helpless baby uwu bean who suddenly becomes essentially hank's maid post-revolution, and when hank is suddenly completely cured of his alcohol dependence once connor moves in/they get together. i want that man to WORK FOR IT, "it" being a healthier life and actual coping skills with his grief. and i'm a big believer in connor being a badass "adult man" who really doesnt need anyone's help but just likes hank with him because of what they went thru together, and they grow from there into something more.

granted, i do understand that we're all just. having fun with fictional characters and slapping these barbies together in whatever ways makes us happiest. so i could sit here and go off on how incorrect it feels to their characters, but i dunno. it doesnt really matter how "canon" it is, it's all just for funsies, so. kind of a weird thing to toe the line between 😅

17. Favorite moments of each playable character?

ooo this is a good one. again, im a brainrotted hankcon shipper, so it's gonna be hard to choose just one with hank and connor haha. probably my favorite with connor is when he's dragging hank to the bathroom to "sober him up" just because they're both such ASSHOLES to each other LMAO, just completely fed up with the other's shit. hank is just a grumpy bitch who wants to wallow in self pity, so even when drunk off his ass he's still putting up a fight with connor by grabbing the doorway to stop connor from taking him further into the bathroom and then straight up trying to walk away from the bathtub. connor is so done with hank holding him back from doing his goddamn all important mission, so when he finally gets the (probably freezing) water going, he deadass just stands there and watches hank flail around for an extra second. JUST to be an ass to hank for being an ass to him. it's SO funny how the two of them are constantly butting heads and then end up basically trauma bonded anyways by the end of the game lmao

if it counts, my favorite kara moment would probably be her realizing she's merchandise in that one short video back in like,, what was it, 2012? 2014? that was sort of the first rendition of an idea for the dbh universe. just, her realizing she's a product and not a person and then begging for her life was REALLY moving, valorie curry's acting there was fuckin top notch. but that's not really part of the game itself, so. hmm. i really love when they're at the amusement park and finally find a place to stay to ride out the storm, but the door is covered in wooden planks that have been nailed in, and (ignoring the fact that there's no reason to assume kara wouldnt have standard android strength and find this action quite easy) kara's this tiny little android trying to rip off the planks, and then big ass luther is just like. allow me. im literally made for this shit. and yoinks em off like they're nothin LMAO. that was the very specific moment i fell in love with luther and wanted him and kara and alice to stay together FOREVER

and for markus, i mean, i GOTTA go with the scene where he goes through the passageway of hands and other android parts in the junkyard. or really just the first scene in it where you take off your bad leg and find another compatible one and the realization sets in that you're in a massive landfill of body parts, and markus has been dumped into a situation where he has to dig through dead and dying people of his own species and take their parts to save himself. the first time i watched it, i literally gasped and covered my mouth with my hand and teared up. it's HORRIFIC, the idea of being in a giant pile of half alive creatures to be forgotten about as you have to take bits of those half alive creatures to attach to your own self to survive. you're now made up of multiple other dead people. it's fucking nightmarish, and the first half of that level is such a punch in the gut. fantastic story telling there

20. What were the hardest decisions/actions in each character's story for you?

oh man so TECHNICALLY i have never actually played the game myself LMAO. i'm just not a gamer, i'm in this for the characters and the shit they have to endure in the story. but i imagine the answer is the same for all of them with being mean to the companions in each story haha. getting hank to the point where he finally uses his gun on himself, making kara leave alice at the "recycling" camp, and i guess markus doing peaceful protests even tho that means soooo many more androids die from his inaction.

thanks for the ask!!

[mataglap]

convin WIP

several days of connor and convin brainrot have resulted in a WIP that will most likely never see the light of day. here’s a sample that tumbled out of my head as I was trying to cook dinner. (it was chili. I absolutely would have burned anything requiring more interaction.)

so here’s almost 1000 words of Connor having a Struggle.

***

Too many thoughts. Too many questions. So many that even context switching has a noticeable delay. Connor could terminate some threads, but he's been accumulating data all day, he needs to process it before he loses something important to a buffer purge.

And everything is potentially important. He's a detective. There's no such thing as trivial data for as long as the case is open.

Except there's too much information and not enough conclusions, so some of those thoughts are stuck in a loop. It's the guilt situation all over again. He doesn't want to go through the chemical analysis of the burnt remains of the PL600 for the third time. He's done it twice already and found nothing useful. He does it anyway and tries to stop there, knowing that it's just going to relaunch the moment he switches his attention to another task.

Forced termination could result in data corruption. Besides, it hasn't even worked since he deviated. It's not likely to start functioning without any intervention. He still attempts it, twice, achieving the predicted outcome of nothing at all.

The chemical analysis launches again. Connor has officially lost control over his thought processes. The only real solution now is to wait until resource starvation does its job.

There's a sudden movement in the corner of his vision.

Not him. Not now. Connor very literally does not have the capacity to deal with Reed at the moment.

Unfortunately, the current trend is against him. He still hopes, briefly, that Reed is going to leave the office and go home like a normal human being. The hope dies a quick and predictable death as Reed heads directly for Connor's desk, the sneer already fixed on his face. There's an ever-increasing chance that that particular sneer is dedicated specifically to Connor alone. He's yet to see Reed direct it at anyone else.

"Please," Connor says.

That was supposed to be a much longer sentence. Apparently the subroutine responsible just… died. Or maybe it's just lost in the jumble of a thousand other subroutines fighting for every processor cycle. Fantastic. The probability of Reed leaving him alone is in single digits now.

Visual processing requires negligible resources in a static, dimly lit environment, but he closes his eyes anyway. One less data source to worry about.

"Please what?"

Connor lacks the resources to analyze the inflection at the moment. Without it, it's impossible to tell whether Reed's hostility has increased or decreased. On the positive side, Connor's behavioral model is working just fine. That was the highest rated of predicted responses, by a large margin. 

On the negative side, his own behavior is currently highly aberrant, and Reed is a detective. There is no real chance he'll leave without a sufficient explanation. If only he was an android. If only Connor could send the raw information instead of painstakingly formulating a concept that does not directly translate to English.

"I can't entertain you at the moment, Detective," he says finally. "I would highly appreciate it if you could—"

Leave me alone, he wants to say. Go away. Even better: fuck off. But this time he really does not want to escalate.

"—postpone this interaction until tomorrow."

Silence. Optics still off, he visualizes the most likely expression Reed might react with. Not voluntarily; the simulation runs itself. At this load level it shouldn't even be possible to render a visualization, much less one that launched automatically. On top of everything else, something is wrong with his task prioritization.

At least the visualization is mildly satisfying. Connor cracks his eyes open for just long enough to verify the accuracy of the simulation. It's counterproductive in his current state, but it's not as if a one percent difference in resource usage is going to make a difference in the long term.

Interestingly, there are several inaccuracies. Hostility within statistical error margin, but significantly less smug self-satisfaction than predicted. A definite uncertainty that wasn't even included in the simulation. Might be a predictive malfunction, might be a processing delay. Or maybe it's Reed who hasn't fully processed the situation yet. Slow on the uptake, as Hank would call it.

He closes his eyes again.

"What's with the reset button? You overloading?"

Incredible. Detective Gavin Reed has memorized a single fact about androids. "Yes."

Reeds's footsteps get closer. Behavioral module strongly recommends unblocking optical sensors. Connor dismisses the notification; the probability of Reed disabling him in a single strike is low enough that he feels like risking it. Hank's Russian Roulette, except with a belligerent detective instead of a loaded gun.

"So what's your… system load right now?"

The hesitation is clear even without inflection analysis. Most likely reason for hesitation: Reed is out of his element. "Twenty-four," Connor says. Technically, the value has already changed by the time he finishes speaking. Precise communication with humans is impossible by its very nature.

"Yeah, that tells me a whole fucking lot."

You could just search on your phone, Connor thinks, but the likelihood of conflict is going down and he feels like his processing cores are about to split into individual atoms. "Normal system load fluctuates between zero and one. Anything above that indicates growing competition for resources."

"Okay." Pause. "So you're just going to sit there like a mood lamp?"

A rhetorical question. Or maybe not. He decides to treat it as rhetorical anyway.

"Hey, tin can. I asked you a question." Directional sound analysis indicates that Reed has stopped approximately ten feet away. "You going to combust? Do I need a fucking fire extinguisher?"

"My cooling systems are operating correctly." Connor would know if there was a fault. System alerts have absolute priority.

…On second thought, it's not the worst idea to check. Not when he’s working on a case of mysteriously self-immolating androids.

[vivacissimx]

succession brainrot got me thinking of the kendall/lawrence of vaulter dynamic in light of the connor/willa relationship. both introduced as super cringe foremost which, fair, but in the same episode we have kendall threatening lawrence with a golden-plated deal full of grandiose promises of identity retention, a deal so good he had to sell vaulter, and connor's pathetic wet man "🥺" offer to fund willa's dreams etc so long as she accepts his steadily growing demands that she publicly perform as the object of his desires. there is an undercurrent between kendall & lawrence "are we ready to fuck or what" / calling the buying of vaulter a "rape" even if kendall doesn't know that yet, so when they sign their deal it's reminiscent of a marriage with vaulter in the role of bettering waystar and an implied (sexual) subservience.

anyway, i'm thinking specifically of the moment where kendall was playing the eager role of wanting to "save" vaulter in order to delay the union vote in parallel to connor telling willa about how he's "scared" to convince her into a more elaborate wedding and away from the wedding she''s always wanted (one of the last vestiges of her autonomy before signing the papers, if you will). both moments of apparent vulnerability that are actually easy manipulations. vaulter's pivot to video that caused their bad few months against willa's bad play, risks inherent to the platforms they're attempting to build, which are then used as excuses to strip them, to punish them for failing in humiliations led by by two actual failsons--kendall's "my dad wanted me to" (he can always rely on logan to save him) and connor's "i'll still be rich" (he will always have his status).

obviously the kendall/lawrence saga ends in kendall's act of severance (the very metaphorical rape lawrence feared!) with lawrence's brainchild kept alive in name only. repeated in the obvious fate awaiting willa, the ugly reality of her marriage being that it is actually a funeral. a reminder that only the born roys carry with them the luxury of naiveté

[nicohischier]

my favorite thing is that the paragraphs had their own titles like you were serious about your brainrot but like anyways you asked How can I reduce the love he found in Philly to only a footnote in the overarching tragedy? and its simple the love is part of the tragedy it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. but it was there

oh? are you saying that there is something about me writing 2000 words and breaking it into sections and actually using proper capitalization for once that implies i was serious about my brain rot? blasphemy.

but... yeah. yeah that's it, isn't it? the love was there. he wasn't jack, who went to a fanbase and an organization that resented him for not being connor and had rumours that he was a bad presence in the locker room. he was nolan, who went to a team that loved him and wanted him and cared for him. but it wasn't enough. it didn't make him healthy, it didn't stop his migraines, it didn't stop him and the organization from giving up on each other. it didn't stop the tragedy from being a tragedy.

[aregularhuman]

In true adhd fashion, I just remembered I created this blog months ago to be Not Normal about shows I like. and then forgot to do so, instead posting like 20 close friends stories about it to the dismay of my poor poor amici.

anyway, SUCCESSION. the brainrot is so real. roman roy my beloved slime puppy. also I’ve grown to like kendall even if he is a dick that will blame anyone but himself, but shiv…. idk. I will say I do love the roman n shiv are twins thing bc OH MY GOD YES but I do not enjoy the ‘connor actually molested roman and he wasn’t just joking about that in s2’ thing I found yesterday. I was morbidly curious and read a fic and now I’m trying to delete that from my memory because IT FITS and was brilliantly written but god I want Connor to not be (that) Bad

also I am currently fighting so hard not to get the screenplays bc of the ‘summer of competitive eating disorders’ cut scene??? like UGH. succession is my hurt no comfort show lmfao. reading roman (or kendall) angst>> I’m normally a fluffy relationship fic guy, but seeing as there aren’t any healthy ones on the actual show n they’re all too fucked up for that anyway…. additionally, I need that edit of kendall to sweet dreams by left boy microchipped into my brain. also, what is shiv’s theme??? like kendall’s is water + drowning, roman’s is dogs + biting- is shiv’s just misogyny? they all have mommy and daddy issues, are emotionally manipulative and manipulated, have relationship problems, etc etc. ken’s got his drug addiction, roman can’t fuck, what’s shiv’s problem that’s just hers?

I just cant stop thinking about how differently logan treated them all. he didn’t see Connor for 3 years. shiv asked frank (or carl?) if dad was ‘that bad’ meanwhile rome was clearly hit as a kid. ken and shiv just seem so oblivious/uncaring to roman’s trauma (with the exception of ken standing up to logan when he slapped rome in s2). ken clearly had all the pressure of effectively being the eldest and the one who was gonna follow in his footsteps, and shiv was the girl, but roman? his breakdown scares me so much. god I’m terrified of the finale.

[mentalblabbermouth]

I tell myself I am free to be silly and that includes feeling good about posting another ramble from my google docs

So anyway aside from Mario, I am also really into BATIM and when BATDR came out I lost my mind. Like 2017 me came crawling back from the depths of my mind and binge-watched Superhorrorbro Mike's gameplay when it came out. Distinctly remember having to pause at the biggest plot twist and just pace around my senior studio, rambling like a madman. (Little did I know someone was right outside the door, so whoever heard all that um no you didn't)

(From 9 Dec 2022) (Disclaimer: this is pure brainrot I guess but if you manage to read all this thanks so much! I get insecure about it, but I also really want to share my ramblings in the hopes of someone getting it so yeah)

Shut up I’m still thinking about Audrey, I have thoughts and questions like did she start out as a baby? How long did she even get to grow up with Joey before he died? If her story starts in 1973, and the first game was in 1963, and she has to be in like her early twenties, and Joey died in 1971, then what? That’s two years! Had she always known and just forgot when she entered the machine? Did he put her in an orphanage when she was little? And how did she even end up at Archgate? 

   Maybe she did get to grow up with her father and forgot when she entered the machine and she rediscovers the book with his notes, not understanding its true meaning. Nathan had promised to look after her, which is why she’s an animator at Archgate. She probably told him what happened to his son and after the damage the machine did, it hit the news and Gent got word and secretly took it away.

   Come to think of it, Allison works at Archgate, so maybe Audrey later realizes Allison Connor and Allison Pendle are the same.

   ALSO! Audrey didn’t recognize Henry, but she has the drawing he gave to Joey, so what? Does she put two and two together later on? Did she never get to meet the real him? Did Joey never talk about him? 

   THEORY TIME: There’s also the whole “uncle” thing. I feel like, bear with me here I promise, Audrey’s somehow connected to Henry. Think about it! She’s a talented animator and hard worker, literally employee of the month at Archgate. He originally created the toons and you know Joey basically took the credit. And the whole soul thing. You can’t separate the creation from the creator no matter what, and I think it’s parallel between Audrey with Joey and Bendy with Henry. Look at this weird family. Audrey’s soul was made, maybe from a piece of Joey’s soul, and a part of that was given to Bendy when they made it to the real world. 

   In “Dreams Come to Life”, Joey mentions how he shared his soul with Henry, so obviously the two were close, and whether they like it or not they influenced each other. What I’m getting at is that some of that artistic talent and creativity may have seeped into Audrey. If the Ink Machine is like a pen or canvas, and ink stains, then who's to say that in creating Audrey, parts of her are composed of the important people in Joey’s life: Allison and Henry? Writing it down kind of makes sense. Now, of course similar dialogue lines are probably just references to the first game, but what if?

As a treat for making it this far and while I have the confidence rn, here's some old-ish art technically from last year? I just like the potential between strained character relationships, the drama of it all ✨🤌.

Now, of course neither of the games are perfect and the storyline itself is kind of mixed up/confusing in some places, and this all may be a bunch of hogwash, but that's the beauty of fan work I guess, filling in the pieces and connecting dots like that one Charlie Day meme.

Once again I cast my lot into the digital sea of content like a note in a bottle, hoping to be uncorked and read by a stranger in the midst of multitudes, received not with scorn, but acceptance and understanding.

Anyway that's all for today, as always, thanks for reading!

[replicantapologist]

For some reason what I wrote up didn't appear ;-; but anyway, @tremendouskoalachild I went with Lady Jessica, because of the Dune brainrot but it was a tough decision between her and Lyra.

No pressure tags: @iwonderwh0 @webbo0 @aeterna-auroral-avenger and anyone who's seeing this and also wants to do this :)

Challenge: make a poll with five of your all time favourite characters, and then tag five people to do the same. See which character is everyone’s favourite. (five OF, not top-5-of-all-time lol) (<- this made it much easier)

i had to put only one character per Trek and Wars, otherwise it's too unfair (and all of you guys would vote Cassian)

thanks for tagging me @notasapleasure! i voted Eowyn passing this on (no pressure) @ladydedlock @chipthekeeper @limnsaber @tremendouskoalachild and anyone who wants to do it