#brain rott

[mastersprogram]

*Sigh* Everyday I WISH “That beautiful sound reprise” was on the Beetlejuice Album…

[prettymimi]

"shh baby, i know you want to cum. can you hold it for me a little? that's it's honey, that's a good girl, you're doing great"

[bellatorlupinus]

Someone let my kid throw the summer bbq of his dreams please

[moonlight-moondrop]

𝕊𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕖 - ℝ𝕠𝕒𝕕 𝕋𝕣𝕚𝕡

The family was in their car with their bags and snacks! The music at full blast (Thanks to a flirty skeleton and a mischievous ghost in the back)

Silver: "I still can't believe that you're the only one that can drive..."

Killer: "Hey now~! I'm not that untrustworthy!"

Starlight: "Sorry dad, but Sil's right! I thought mom should be the one driving!"

Killer: "Miracle help me~! They are ganging up on me~!"

Moonlight: "Don't worry Love I trust you.."

Killer: "See-"

Moonlight: "For now..."

Killer: "Miracllllllllllle~!"

Killer whined as his family turned on him for driving. Now you may be asking, where are they going?

Starlight: "Are we there yet~?"

Moonlight: "We are ten minutes away."

Starlight: "Really!?-"

Silver: "No. We are like what? 1 hour away from Nightmare and Error's anniversary just wait."

Starlight: "Awwww~ Bitter that you can't see Spirit, Sil~?"

Silver: Blushes "Says the one that can't stop talking about Raya!"

Starlight: "But I miss her~!"

Moonlight: "Kids, no fighting in the car."

Killer: “Listen to your mother kids~ And maybe we could get a-"

Another bonk on the head Killer. Another bonk on the head.

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A little family interaction! And a mention of the new skeleddlings!

[theostrophywife]

— kiss with a fist.

SUMMARY

A Ravenclaw with a surly attitude and sharp tongue. A Slytherin with a cocky smirk and sarcastic flair. Combine them together and you get a catastrophic mixture of academic rivalry, witty banter, and late night gelato.

CHAPTERS

chapter one. chapter two. chapter three. chapter four. chapter five. chapter six. chapter seven. chapter eight. chapter nine. chapter ten. chapter eleven. chapter twelve. chapter thirteen.

PLAYLIST

kiss with a fist - florence and the machine baby said - måneskin high enough - k. flay bohemian rhapsody - queen me and the devil - soap & skin w.i.t.c.h. - devon cole it's nice to have a friend - taylor swift people i don't like - upsahl only love can hurt like this - paloma faith the way i loved you - taylor swift 18 - one direction those eyes - new west we made it - david hugo

[literally-a-clown]

Metalocalypse fans PLS talk to me ily

[alittle-toosilly]

Guys.

The cake frosting is white on top, then pink, then layers of red.

Like flesh. Like skin. Like the layers of flesh and skin.

And the candles have each of the characters name colors, except for Curly who is the frosting that holds them all up.

And if I'm not losing it the blue candles (Anya) are often the lowest and the green candles (Jimmy) are the highest.

Holy shit.

[fundashnee-rott]

As much as I love aba and Paracelsus I know 100% they would go to their local petco to buy collar for Paracelsus maybe even a leach.

[weekly-whitewing]

Could I request Squirrelflight, Leafpool and Whitewing together (or one of the siblings if it's too many cats)? They don't really have a close bond in the books despite being kin and in the same apprentice generation and I always found it a missed opportunity.

WHITEWING EVERY WEEK NR 20

I feel like Whitepaw would be interested in herbs and pay attention to what Leafpaw is saying while Squirrelpaw is completely distracted by being in the forest adult free.

Whitepaw would be an older sister figure to them, in where she listens to both of them and 100% tries (and fails) to keep them out of trouble.

Unfortunatly canon forgot Whitepaw was older than them, so she can be the sweet baby than¹ the sisters like if you wanna make her younger than Leafie and Skwerl!

Also trying out different styles cuz I am really bored of my old backgrounds lol

[floydsglasses]

"You know I'm not really into cowboys, I've grown up with boys who are one and they have never been nice to me. So I don't really like them."

"Mhm then what's this?"

"An exception."

[staryeyed-spacegirl]

Me? Drawing my oc and @bestosunglass Shake design again? Yes.

I've been wanting to do this art trend since forever!!

Background is not my drawing!

Found it here: https://pin.it/5idJAq8hC

[sillygoose1503]

finanlyly made a tumblr^_^ i hate this plush i immediately got sick 2 hours after getting him

[kingdomsaurushearts]

Heavy debate on just deleting everything and Peace-ing Out.

[samsammysamson]

For both Rott and Sam, what was the proudest moments in your life?

Mine would be winning third place in my reading fair for non fiction because my mom and I worked so fucking hard on researching and recreating the Titanic sinking . We were grinding on that . I also have getting able to make the top five in a healthcare photography competition. I wouldn’t have gotten any of my pictures without my mom’s help since she worked at the damn place I got the pictures from 💪😤

Dude, any time Pops says he's proud of me I just light up. Any time anyone says it, I feel way more motivated to do whatever I did, but when Dad says it? Duuuuude, there's nothing like it!

That's sweet for you to ask me too, Nonnie. I think me and Sam are similar in that we both struggle to feel pride for ourselves, for one reason or another. (You might notice that his "proudest moments" are ones where other people are proud of him. He relies on external praise a lot.)

For me, though... I think it would be this past year, actually, and two instances come to mind. First is managing to get Affiliate on Twitch- meaning, as annoying as ads are, I'm getting paid for my stuff. Pennies, but paid. And that's only bound to snowball from here on out.

And the other is coming out (again) this year. I realized, for a lot of rough reasons, I had re-closeted myself and didn't even notice it. It's been like 10+ years, but I'm finally back out as trans, and I finally have people around me supporting me.

Not only that, but I'm finally making friends too- on my own, at that. Normally when I have friends, they're friends of friends, so like... There isn't much personal accomplishment in it. But now, here, I'm getting this awesome circle of friends that I wouldn't trade for the world, and I did it ALL ON MY OWN. Being almost 27 and thinking I was incapable of making friends, that's kinda huge.

And people say I talk a lot. Dang, Rott.

I finally managed to do a kickflip without wiping out too bad last week...

And we're very proud of you, Sammyboy.

...Heh heh heh.

[checkered-tailed-maverick]

Heyyyy Mav

Would you rather be a sigma with W rizz or an alpha with plus 10 aura.

@jackh0ffman69

I have just enough self respect to not understand a single word of what you just said dude.

[im-robins-bitch]

Steve was concerned.

You were wrapped up in his arms, eyes red-rimmed due to both the weed you and Eddie had started smoking two hours ago and the tears that wouldn’t stop falling down your face. You were inconsolable. 

When Steve had left you, maybe five minutes ago at most, you and Robin had been discussing karma and physics, pondering something Dustin had talked about earlier in the day the way only two stoned people could. Broken sentences whispered to each other, which left the other going, Woah in amazement. 

Steve had needed to piss, he was a fair few beers deep, an argument with his parents earlier in the day loosening his usual restraint. When he had been on his way back from the bathroom, you had staggered into his arms with shuddering breaths. 

All he had gotten out of you was incomprehensible apart from your constant sorry. Steves's eyes had gone wide as saucers and his chest raced in panic. His first thought was that you were about to break up with him.

He had heard footsteps down the hall and dragged you into his bedroom for some privacy. You had a tight grip on his wrist, and when you sat on the bed you pulled him down with you. Once he was down you clambered onto his lap and tightly wrapped your arms around him, your chin hooking over his shoulder as you cried into him. 

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Steve consoled, dragging his hands up and down your arms. You shook your head against his shoulder sniffling and choking on your own sobs. “Honey, whatever it is I forgive you,” Steve insisted. One hand moved to your head, cradling it, pushing it further against his shoulder. 

“I’m.-” You broke off for a big sniff, gripping even tighter at his back, “It’s my fault.” 

Steve slumped a little in relief at finally getting some kind of explanation out of you, however vague it may be. Your head inched out of its hiding place uncertainly. Steve pressed his forehead against yours, pressing a kiss to your nose as he cupped your cheek. 

He let himself breathe, you were seeking his comfort, he was helping. You loved him he reminded himself. It was probably just a bit of weed-induced anxiety. 

“What do you need?” He asked. “Water?” 

You shook your head before he could even finish, clutching onto him tighter not wanting him to move. “You. But…but I don’t deserve it…I…”

Steve brushed his thumb over your cheek slowly, giving you the time to pull your thoughts together. He wanted to cut you off, of course, you deserved him, how could you even think anything else? He loved you more than he thought possible and you showed him the same amount of love back every day. He had never been so happy, never felt so accepted. It was the kind of unconditional love he had always yearned for. 

“Dustin” You started. Steve immediately stiffened, he was gonna kill that little shit. “He was saying that like, you can’t make new stuff like it all already exists it just has to get transferred to new stuff, like…I  can’t explain it but-” You struggled, your fingers tangling with Steves's hair as you tried to put it all into words. “Like energy can’t be made or killed just transformed or something”

Steve nodded along, trying to follow but you read the confusion on his face. “ like when you throw a ball and it hits the board and then it vibrates, it moved the energy?” 

Steve nodded, urging you to continue, hoping knowing more would explain why Dustin’s impromptu science class would make you cry.  “So it’s like karma because you have to have the balance right? Then Robin realised, maybe it's the same with feelings, like how people love or hate ABBA?” 

Your eyes began to fill with tears again and Steve was quick to wipe them away. You made no further explanation so Steve figured you must be finished. “Honey,” He cooed, kissing your forehead and nose. “I don’t think you need to worry about ABBA not having enough fans,” He says, voice sticky with affection. 

You almost threw yourself backwards off of him, only he caught you before you could fall onto the floor. “Don’t you see Stevie? I love you too much” 

Steve tried not to smile, he really did, but he couldn’t help it. His girl was crying in his arms about loving him too much. Warmth spread through his body at your confession and he pulled you as close to him as he could get. Your chest pressed against his, heaving with sobs. “Sweetheart…”

“I stole all of your other love away so no one else can love you,” You cried into his chest, clutching at his jumper. 

He couldn’t help but chuckle as he stroked the back of your head, rocking you back and forth on his lap. “I don’t want anyone else to have it,” He assured, kissing you anywhere he could get. 

“But-” This time Steve did cut you off, pressing his lips against yours as you finally looked up from his shoulder. 

“No buts, I only need your love, no one else’s!” Steve didn’t realise, so focused on your tears that he didn’t notice his own begin to spill. “I love you so much, I’m monopolising all your love too,  no one else is gonna get to love you like I do” He promised. 

Steve finally felt you slacken in his arms. You pressed soft kisses to the beauty marks under his jaw tickling him until he finally giggled. It only spurred you on as you smattered sticky smooches on his neck and cheeks until he got a grip on your face and gave you the same treatment back. 

He flopped down so his back hit the mattress, bringing you with him. You were still pulled against his chest, listening to the quick beating of his heart. “I love you Stevie” You signed in contentment. 

The earlier upset left your mind as you heard his heart speed up in response. 

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