#kit brainrot is strong

[lostreverb]

random idea: kit spends the night after your hook up and you wake up to find him doing something unexpected...

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"what are you doing?..."

kit, dressed solely his white tank and underwear, brought himself out from under the cabinet beneath the kitchen sink. tools and bolts were scattered across the cool tile around him in a somewhat orderly fashion.

"didn't mean to wake ya' sorry... i just got up for glass and noticed the faucet was leakin' a bit n' so i figured..."

"oh, i could've had it fixed myself... you didn't have to do all this" you said, sheepishly.

you had only met the man that night and here he was working on your sink out of the goodness of his heart, barely dressed you might add.

he was the type of man you only heard about in fairy tales.

"a pretty girl like you shouldn't have to work a day in her life" kit flashed his charming grin, gathering up the tools to return them to their original place. "gotta keep your hands all nice n' soft, yeah?"

you felt your face flush as kit pulled you in by the waist, gently turning you around. a shiver went down your spine when he leaned in and whispered in your ear, breath warm against your skin. "let's head back, only thing i wanna be fixin' next is the bed"

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[iamnotinit]

jade and kit picrews bcos i can

[love-toxin]

billy brainrot🤭 xxxi. "You're mine. Get that through your dense little brain." with him after a breakup!! pretty please

took me 1001 years to finish this but here i am babey

(cws: violent behavior, jealousy, toxic relationship, gn pronouns + fem nickname, possessiveness, post-breakup sex, needy billy, vaguely dubcon, shower sex, pet names, gaslighting)

Billy broke it off with you, not the other way around. He should not be the one banging on your front door, waiting by your car to catch you on the way to work, bothering you at your job to try and talk to you--and he especially should not be sabotaging your dates with other guys by showing up and causing a scene.

Punching your car window and dragging your date out to get into a fistfight with him? It's about as mature as a twelve year old's attitude. It was a first date too, not even that serious.

But that's just Billy. Just like it's quintessential for him to act all offended afterwards, like he's the one that's been put out cause you got mad at him. Then he starts up with the sweet talking, the "c'mon, mama", the kissing on your neck and telling you he missed you when you know he was messing with at least three other girls just this week. There's no reasoning with him, nor any point in entertaining his immature frame of mind. He's messed up and violent--a dangerous and unlikely-to-last cocktail for a partner.

Yet it's no surprise that you ended up in the showers with him, the pool empty and the parking lot dark since it's well close to midnight. You shouldn't have forced him to sit down with the first aid kit when he refused to go to the hospital for his cuts and that sprained shoulder--"'m not a pussy"--he said. It's different once the hot water hits his body, when he's got his hands bracing the wall behind you and his eyes burning a hole through your skull.

"You're mine." He growls over the hail of thudding water on linoleum. His skin burns as it slides over yours. "Get that through your dense little brain."

His muscles pin you like a brick wall against the shower, too broad and too strong for you to possibly resist. He slides your thigh up his hip to hook your leg around it, using the leverage to bump the tip of his rock-solid cock against you. That kiss he gives you is searing.

"Billy," You moan between kisses, your sentence finishing in a gasp as he slides in with a smirk. "You're an ass."

"You love me."

Thump. "No I don't." Thump. Each thrust knocks your head back against the tile, but Billy's hand creeps up to cushion it on the third time onward.

"You'd bite my dick off right now if you didn't."

"Nnh. I might still do it," Your warning comes with absolutely no venom, not nearly enough to wipe that grin from Billy's face as he gets exactly what he wants. Your answer makes him chuckle while he repositions you, hikes your other leg up with a grunt to hold you up against the shower wall. With both hands free you can cup his face as he makes out with you, adding to his perception that this is really what you wanted all along as your touches reminisce on a time not so long ago. When fucking in the pool room showers was a daily occurrence, tending his wounds was a kindness, and hearing him say 'I love you' felt like it actually had some meaning. Now it just feels like it's meant to placate you.

"Put on a condom, at least, you animal." You mutter amongst the sounds of skin slapping, tongues meeting teeth, and your back hitting the wet tile.

"I love you." He murmurs back. His voice rumbles against your throat, preceeding a soft but stinging bite that leaves a mark behind. You've got no idea what that answer means, but maybe it, too, means nothing. He could just be ignoring you for all you know.

"I'll pull out, baby. Y'know I will." Billy nips at your lower lip when he finally raises his head from your neck, having not had enough of using his teeth, evidently. "C'mon, mama. Love you."

"Quit it." That nickname hits you in the chest like a hammer on cloth, more than even those promises of love. He liked to tease you with that, then it became a term of endearment. You've always cared for him; reassuring his difficult emotions, cooling his anger, tending his wounds, even cooking for him and giving him affection in the simplest ways. Maybe that's why he's not letting you go. He can't do any better, but he can't let go of the only comfort he can find.

"That's it, baby..." He's losing himself now. His thrusts are aggravated, growing more aggressive as he reaches the finish line. His eyes squeeze shut and his grip tightens on your hair as his hips buck faster. "Squeeze down on it. That's it--that's, there--oh, fuck!"

The end comes as a surprise, a sudden moment of pleasure that overwhelms his ability to hold out. Billy's weight presses into you and you know--you just know by that distinct pulse inside you--that he's not pulling out like he said. Your nails dig deep scratches up his back as he closes in on it, harshly pressing your hips completely still as he forces himself past that one, last boundary that could've still allowed him an out. Now there's no choice but to drain himself inside you; cum splattering in thick drops down the drain as your legs tremble with pleasure. He always manages to get it on the last try--triggering your orgasm like it's a switch at the last possible moment. But he never misses, not even once.

Now it's sinking in. You're floating off your feet, barely able to stand when he finally lowers you down, and you have to let him hold you just so you don't fall. As much as you want to push him away, he made it so you need him to rely on. Again. And you don't feel as bad about it as you should.

"Break up with that dickhead." Billy growls into your ear, suddenly riled up again--probably over his own thoughts more than anything else. The way he has to tilt his head down just to reach your ear is a new level of intimidating...and regrettably, incredibly hot. "We need to get back together."

"You'll change your mind once your brain evicts itself from your dick." You mumble dismissively, nudging his arm down so you can grab a towel. But he stops you--he blocks you back under the water, his mouth barely a hair's width from yours as he whispers.

"I want you back, baby."

"This was a mistake. It was a first date anyways, weren't even 'together' in the first place...and I still don't want you back."

"Doesn't change the fact that I love you. We fit together." He murmurs into another kiss that you less than reluctantly accept. A lock of your hair curls around his bronzed skin as he twirls it round his finger. "Think about it, at least. I know you want it."

"Why the hell would I?"

"Cause you can't last a week without fucking me." That, at least, is true. But that doesn't...mean anything. Plenty of people backslide, it doesn't mean you're still in love with him. You turn your head in a pout and he smirks at the idea that he's right.

"I like your dick. Not you."

"Then take it every day." He grabs your hand and moves it over his crotch, just to laugh when you yank it away and slap him. It's not hard. Much less hard enough to make him feel anything but affection at how feisty you still are. "You're still mine. My pretty little slut-"

As he whispers low in your ear you finally break away from him, just barely stepping out of the shower when he grabs your ass on the way out. You have to wrench his wrist off to get him to let go and that's fortunately enough for him, but it doesn't change the downright predatory stare he gives you as he watches you dry off and get your clothes back on in a hurry.

"Come by the quarry later. Tomorrow. Let's have some fun in our old spot."

"Don't count on it."

You're done up and out the door before he knows it. Your car revs up in the parking lot outside before peeling out like a madwoman--and he can only imagine the way you're yelling and hitting your steering wheel as you drive, trying and failing to force your thoughts of him out of your head and the way that orgasm felt rippling through you, just as good as he always makes it feel.

He'll definitely be seeing you at the quarry tomorrow night.

[gotylocks]

Since Willow brainrot is still going strong, I have been thinking about it a lot. Specifically, a lot is said about Kit selfishly running away in episode 1 (which is true), but I think we need to talk about how Kit "Abandonment Issues" Tanthalos was clearly doing this because she was thinking "Jade can't abandon me if I leave first". Like yes, definitely selfish but also totally understandable when you consider she was absolutely trying to protect herself from getting hurt again.

[sunboki]

cliché firefighter! chan scenario where the station receives a call that there happens to be an apartment fire to which he quick pulls on his gear along with the other seven accompanying him with similar haste—finally arriving at the location where people are fleeing the building in a panicked state.

as if on instinct Chan reacts, placing the ladder beneath your window whilst giving the escaped population a fantastic view of his muscular figure as he climbed hurriedly. upon arriving at your apartment he pulls his face mask down, shielding himself from the billowing smoke pooling from the opening.

you’re as low to the ground as possible, lungs hacking up any clean oxygen you could manage, eyes beginning to flutter shut as you begin succumbing to exhaustion. that is until a voice calls out, initially you thought it was a dream, but the shadow looming over you tells you this is indeed not a dream but a firefighter coming to save you. perhaps it’s the hazy atmosphere or the licking flames that blur your vision but your savior is effortlessly handsome. especially when he picked you up and his sculpted arms flex. god.

“i’m gonna get you out of here, alright? it’s okay to be afraid but you can do it. breathe for me sweetheart.” Chan placed an oxygen mask over your mouth and nose, evacuating the vicinity in the process of coaching you through breathing, holding you bridal-style that made your head dizzy.

“everyone’s out!” shouted a long, blonde haired firefighter, surveying everyone’s injuries. and finally, the sky began to become visible, the handsome man carefully sitting you on the tail of the fire-truck as he pulled the mask and helmet off his face—causing his hair to fall gorgeously around his head like some sort of heaven-sent. a soft smile graced his features, taking the oxygen mask you handed him in one hand while fishing for a first aid kit with the other.

his voice, now much clearer without the sound of roaring flames sounded like honey on your tongue, kind when he spoke, “a little shaken up, but you’re a fighter. i’ll make sure you’re taken care of, don’t worry.” he applied the anti-bacterial treatment on your scraped knees, placing a strong but comforting hand on your thigh when you winced at the sting.

he lifted up from his squat, giving your head a gentle pat, “i’m going to check that out equipment’s secure, it’s cold, be sure to stay warm. i’ll be back.” he assured, shaking off his jacket to drape over your shoulders. leaving the living god in a tight black t-shirt. trying to kill you isn’t he?

“wait.” you reach to tug at his sleeve, wondering what the actual hell you were going to do now that you’re in this situation.

“if you’re planning to ask me on a date i’d say yes.” there’s a playful lilt to his voice, bending down to smile at you. despite your assumption he’s joking, a sudden gust of confidence overtakes your nervousness.

“well i’m not against it, but i need to at least know your name first.”

“christopher bahng.”

a thought written out. i sort of love him if you couldn’t tell (i lied, i’m madly in love with him). who isn’t? 🤍 can you tell who’s been giving me a brainrot recently..

[relevant-url-incoming]

because @magicallulu7 has been working very hard to compound my brainrot about Kitiver, I now have a sappy little piece about him and Theron set shortly before Umbara. So. I made the sap angsty. anyway

Theron awoke to the feeling of a montral bumping up against his nose. Kit had curled up again, seeking out Theron like a tooka hiding in the crook of their owner’s knee. Theron smiled and wriggled back slightly to get a good look at him.

There was a little puddle of drool on the sheet beneath Kit’s face. Probably not what any of the Force-users who gave Kit a wide berth in the Enclave would expect, but he’d always been contradictory. Terrifying one second and sweet the next.

Not that Theron hadn’t been surprised when they first met, too. The dossier on the man who killed the Emperor had been thorough, listing his most heroic moments and his cruellest in even, clinical terms. Made an honorary general but never a Jedi Master, due to Satele’s concerns about Kit’s fall, he had seemed to accept the decision. The folks who compiled the dossier hadn’t been so sure, which was how Theron knew now that none of them had ever spoken to Kit. He hated the title of General, and he hated not being a Master – but he didn’t blame Theron’s mother. He blamed himself.

Anyway, the stories had led Theron to expect a skilled fighter with a predilection for violence that outstripped the Jedi way. Kit was all those things, but in conversation he was shy and retiring, always asking for clarification or looking to someone else for instructions. Theron had been a bit too distracted back then to put the pieces together about him, but he’d figured it out when they met up after Tython: Kit turned all his anger inward. Every perceived failure had compounded to make those yellow sparks in his eyes. So long as a person didn’t do something wrong, he wouldn’t blame them.

The thought wasn’t as comforting as it had been a year ago. Theron had done something very, very wrong. Just because it was the right thing to do didn’t change that.

Still, Kit didn’t know yet. Theron was selfish enough to take advantage as long as he could.

“What are you looking at?”

During Theron’s reverie, Kit had woken up. He uncurled his spine, wincing slightly as he stretched. He always held awkward positions too long in his sleep. Now that he had a clear shot, Theron gave in to the urge to put his hand against Kit’s warm, strong chest. Kit looked bemused, but he wriggled a little closer.

“Memorising you,” Theron said.

“Are you planning to go somewhere?”

Yes. Theron swallowed.

“I do this a lot,” he said, not lying. “You don’t usually wake up.”

“Oh,” Kit said. He looked genuinely surprised – as if all the things they’d said and done still didn’t add up to one hopelessly in love Theron Shan. Theron wanted to prove to him, once and for all, that he was worth it. He also knew that all Kit would see for a long, long time was someone who’d thrown him away.

“I…” He needed to say it. No hesitation, no distraction, just vulnerable honesty for once in his life. “Kit, I’m not great with the grand declarations, but you know I love you, right?”

He looked even more startled.

“Wow,” he said. “You’re – I know. You told me that last night, too.”

“That was a little different energy,” Theron said. Kit laughed.

“I love you, too,” he said. “Even if you are weirdly sentimental this morning.”

“Hey, you bring it out of me,” Theron said, only too happy to leave the sincerity out of his tone and return to the usual teasing. For a little while longer, at least, Kit would know the truth.

[nomacarmy]

my ultimate sydcarmy playlist

for when the brainrot becomes all-consuming and you wish to continue be blanketed within it.

please feel free to reblog & add more!!

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Not Strong Enough - boygenius

“Black hole opened in the kitchen. Every clock’s a different time. It would only take the energy to fix it.”

“I don’t know why I am the way I am: not strong enough to be your man.”

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Be My Mistake - The 1975

“You do make me hard, be she makes me weak.”

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Bags - Clairo

“Every second counts. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”

“Can you see me? I’m waiting for the right time. I can’t read you, but if you want, the pleasure’s all mine. Can you see me using everything to hold back?”

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Sidelines - Phoebe Bridgers

“I’m not afraid of anything at all. Not dying in a fire, not being broke again. “

“Watch the world from the sidelines, had nothing to prove. Until you came into my life, gave me something to lose.”

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State of Grace - Taylor Swift

“And I never saw you coming, and I’ll never be the same.”

“You come around and the armor falls, pierce the room like a cannon ball. Now all we know is don’t let go.”

“So you were never a saint, and I loved in shades of wrong. We learn to live with the pain, mosaic broken hearts, but this love is brave and wild.”

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She Calls Me Back - Noah Kahan

“There was heaven in your eyes; I was not baptized. Everything’s alright when she calls me back.”

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Loveeeeee Song - Rihanna (ft. Future)

“Boy, lately you’ve been stingy with your time. Got me wondering, I’m wondering if I’m on your mind. Boy, I just want to be in your possession. You say that I’m the one, so come express it.”

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Waiting Room - Phoebe Bridgers

“If you were a waiting room, I would never see the doctor. I would sit there with my first aid kit and bleed.”

“I wanna make you fall in love as hard as my poor parent’s teenage daughter. She’ll be the best you ever had if you let her.”

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The Archer - Taylor Swift

“I wake in the night. I pace like a ghost. The room is on fire, invisible smoke. And all of my heroes died all alone; help me hold onto you.”

“They see right through me. Can you see right through me? I see right through me.”

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Dark Red - Steve Lacy

“Don’t you give me up. Please don’t give up on me. I belong with you, and only you, baby.”

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hope you guys enjoy and can resonate with the songs i chose!!

[steamworksfairy]

for the ask game! Verde/Skull?

SHIP IT!!!

What made me ship it?

Honestly, Verde/Skull is one of my all-time favorite ships. Mainly because they have a lot of similarities, actually. Both have attacked fellow Arcos. Skull during the mafia land arc attacked both Reborn and Colonello. And then Verde also attacked the Arco during one of the anime's filler arcs. So they both don't have the best of morals. For real, if Skull wasn’t so weak, he'd be as dangerous as Verde. Both also have flames that make them hard to kill, what with Skull being immortal and Verde having overpowered lightning flames. I think it'd be cute if Verde used his lightning to protect Skull and if Skull, in turn, made it so Verde couldn't die so easily. There is nothing more romantic than forcing your bf to live forever with you. These two can definitely make up the chink in each other's armor.

I also headcanon that Verde started out as a civilian who ran with a bad crowd in college/university so I feel like Verde can relate with Skull's plight of being the 'civilian' of the group. Which I think would make him a bit more softer to Skull.

I also really really really love small/tall ships. Especially when the small is the more fighting oriented one and the tall is the cool intellectual one. (+1000pts if the Tall is also really good at support)

What are my favorite things about this ship?

You thought I already answered this, didn't you? Hahaha---no. That was only the tip of the iceberg. There's more *dun, dun, duuuuuuuunnnnn*

I love how soft they can be or how sinister. They fit both of those vibes so well. Like Skull can be seen as a weak civilian in over his head or the wolf in sheep's clothing fooling everyone. While Verde could be the monster who doesn't hide who he is, or the man who's so smart, he's ignorant to what's hiding in plain sight.

Skull is strong enough to carry Verde brainrot.

I love how Skull is like, idk he's kind of that ball of sunshine character while Verde is more like a moon, I'd say. So I think it's cute when people have Skull doing things like making sure Verde is caring for his health or just dragging Verde out to experience the world instead of shutting himself away from it.

Alternatively, I love the idea of Verde patching Skull up and worrying about his reckless behavior. He definitely carries around a portable first aid kit so he can patch Skull up on the go. He's probably working on an invention where he can project his lightning flames around Skull to better protect them.

Which leads me to another thing, I really like the thought of them both being too weak to protect the other, but they try to anyway. Verde is a scientist,he's so ridiculously smart, but he'd never win in a fist fight. Skull tries to be strong, but he doesn't have the right training. So you know, just imagine them being so helpless to protect the other but trying to anyway despite knowing it would be futile.

I also like the opposite, where both are strong enough to protect each other.

They have power couple villain vibes!!!

You gotta love the scientist x dumb sweetheart that willingly let's himself be experimented on trope.

And....look there's probably more, but this is getting long, so yeah....just going to move on to the third question.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Yeah, but this blog is sfw, so I can't really answer this in detail. But I do have one!

[itsnotmourn]

Im gonna start designing warrior cats Hazel and Mori but I would love to ask. How does the naming system work?

I am SO glad you asked /pos.

Now, my time has come to spill my brainrot to you about the warrior cats naming system, at least how I personally handle it!

So, the names are comprised of a two words, a prefix and a suffix.

PREFIX

The prefix usually describes the cat’s appearance in some way, like their fur colour/pattern or physical size.

It also must make sense location-wise or socially appropriate if that makes sense? A parent wouldn't call their kitten Chaoskit (that's like calling your kid Doom lol) and a cat who lives around a humid and sandy desert wouldn't be able to call their kitten Penguinkit.

Prefixes are often nature, animal or colour words, but you can have more fun and choose something more vague or meaningful.

For example:

White- -> a (mostly) white cat

Small- -> an undersized cat (for their age/physical development; you can be funny and be ironic with this)

Berry- -> any variation of ginger, light brown, calico/tortoiseshell and black/white

Bear- -> a big and/or brown or black fur. If the AU was placed in the Arctic regions, white would also be okay (i.e polar bear), so with certain plants and animals, it just depends!

Natural compound words like Hazelnut (winks), Foxglove or Bluebell are okay to use as well; they are real life plants, after all! In this case, it's generally suggested to have shorter suffix after to make it easy to say :3 /nf

In my AU, only the word Star is off-limits, because Star is treated like an sacred honourific for "Leader".

SUFFIX

The suffix then describes the cat’s greatest skill, a personality trait, appearance (in this case, it must relate to the prefix) OR status in the colony.

-fur is for appearance or no-discernible skills (but this is not a bad thing)

-fire could honour the cat’s nature when in battle; it could also note a short temper

-tail could honour the cat’s balance nature; OR it could continue with the prefix (e.g. Curlytail -> a curly tail or Rosetail -> the tail is distinctively red)

-paw states the cat’s status as an apprentice (cat version of young teenager).  This means that they are still learning about the clan, how to hunt/fight, etc.

The few times this naming rule doesn’t fully apply is when outsiders (strays or house cats) join the clans as they may not want a name change. It's usually encouraged though. Carmen is too cool for that. Good for her.

NAME EXAMPLES

You might need to be careful with the more... vague or spiritual words but if you can justify why, most combinations are possible! Here are some examples to help you understand a bit more:

Mountaindew -> mountain (tall height with grey/brown fur) + dew (protector)

Garfield -> gar (as in the fish; grey or brown fur, might have spots) + field (open-minded... because fields are open DO YOU GET IT)

Smokeweed -> smoke (grey or dark grey fur) + weed (a friendly personality; basically a people person but as a cat... because weeds are everywhere. haha)

Songflower-> song (a vague word, any appearance is okay) + flower (a good teacher; nurturing nature)

Hopekit -> hope (any appearance is okay, it is a meaningful word with many reasons; maybe they were born sickly and the parent gave them the name so that they become strong adult) + kit (a rank suffix; it is baby)

Sunflowertuft -> sunflower (ginger/golden fur) + tuft (has some cool tufts of fur here and there lol)

If you look up “warrior cats prefix (or suffix)”, many people have made lists with possible meanings. Have fun!

[feralkwe]

okay it feels gauche to reblog yamisnuffles' post asking for writing prompts, so i am making my own because i cannot focus my brain on one idea long enough to write anything and the itch to write is so strong. expand a wip, add to a series, serious, silly, au, idk. pretty open to just getting things flowing. i can't make guarantees but i am dismissing nothing outright.

i'm in ffxiv crisis right now and have kit brainrot, so that is obviously preferred, but I have several other fandoms i'd be willing to dabble in if pressed. da, me (eeeeeh it's been awhile), go if I feel brave.

i'll add my pinned post in a self-reblog because mobile is wonky but i'm also feralkwe on ao3 if you're curious.

also go toss some inspo at @yamisnuffles because i am starving for them to do some stuff with their ocs whom i adore.

[harlequinoccult]

Since I have immense Slsq brainrot and no one else to talk to it about, you are now gonna get my MC lore Subject 1 Name: Jack Cassius Alias: Relapse Mask: Plague Doctor Weapon: Knife Kit Pronouns: He/Him Threat Level: High (Occasionally low) Personality: Apathetic with Caustic tendencies. Shows Depressive, Sadistic, and Misanthropic behavior Eye Color: Red Hair Color: White Physical Description: A tall lanky man with albinism, granting him red eyes, white hair, and pale skin. he has partially sunken facial features and a bony body. he tends to keep his hair short and largely unkempt and prefers to wear trench coats and dress apparel Background: Born in a low Income family consisting of an absent father and alcoholic mother, much of his early childhood seem to be dominated from abuse at home and bullying at school, much of it assumedly linked to his albinism. Despite this Jack showed immense intelligence, often reaching top marks in all of his classes and from an early age showed a strong proclivity to medical matters, such talent allowed him to enter university earlier and become a full medical doctor at an incredibly young age. Unfortunately it seems that after an incident regarding the death of a politician's son who accidently died on his operating table, he was sued, both losing his medical license and getting sent reeling into debt, at which point as to not completely go broke, he became a back alley doctor and organ harvester for criminals, however he was caught by one 'Carter Abernathy' and was then blackmailed using this information into becoming his 'assistant' This is the character I am using to romance Overdose, just because I think this gothic serial killer looking mf plus Overdose's colorful chaotic mess of an aesthetic, combined with the mostly clashing personalities makes for a very interesting dynamic

[booksofstars]

SOSJDI misread as hypokits nyanyway oneripple w/ redtail, spottedleaf and willowpelt

this is an incredible idea brainrot is occurring

dappled light (spottedleaf):

takes moth flights place as the first cleric (though not of having kits and making the warrior code addition)

finds the moonstone with help from her siblings, who shes very close to

guides firepaw a century later, acting as a big sister in a way. also guides leafpool, and is one of her staunchest supporters amongst starclan (alongside yellowfang and bluestar, who are like they were in life).

extremely strong connection to starclan

riverclan cat

red blossom (redtail):

he (and cloudy branch) are dappled lights biggest supporters. therefore, they go to find the moonstone with her!

ends up getting murdered by clear sky, who remains pretty evil until the very end. he was clear skys deputy for a while (lived in skyclan as a result of one eyes deal w clear sky)

was probably going to move to riverclan with his sisters and got killed for it

also guides firepaw a bit, but mainly guides ravenpaw!

cloudy branch (willowpelt):

kinda a bodyguard of sorts to dappled light? very protective of her at least

BIG

was very invested in finding the moonstone, for the happiness of her sister. therefore accompanied her on the journey

probably ends ip killing clear sky as revenge for killing red blossom

guides graypaw! bullies him into being a good dad

later also guides feathertail alongside silverstream

riverclan cat

[thetwstwildcard]

Never posted this here (its from discord) but-

Nasira brainrot

• Is the elder twin between her and Nadir

• Was born magic less but gained magic through a wish. However because she was born magic less her body is not strong enough to "hold" magic and so she can overblot easy and is often tired (but doesn't show it)

• Believes she is less than. In her eyes she was always under Kalim in rank but "at least" she was on the same rank as Jamil/Idris/Nadir until they showed magic and she didn't. So all the people she grew up with are "of a higher rank" than her. So this inferiority turned to her making her wish

• Is actually very emotional (has a lot of anger and resentment) but doesn't show it since she was never allowed

• While she hates that she is only seen as a seamstress, there is a part of her that loves it. Aka she loves doing it but she hates that people "only see her worth" through her designs

• While she is the designer for Kalim, she mostly sketches or has designs for women

• As she continues to use magic her eyes continue to turn black, eventually both her eyes will be black (no longer red)

• Dislikes Nadir and blames him for "stealing her future" by both being male and having magic since she as the older twin "should have his life" (if he wasn't male he wouldn't be treated better than her and if he didn't have magic she wouldn't have been tossed aside. In her mind)

• She's often found sitting near windowsills at night because she can finally be outside of her mind

• She is very picky about fabrics, mainly the texture

• Keeps a sewing kit on her in case of accidents

• Her room is her "design studio", so if someone lets themselves in they should expect to get a sewing needle tossed at them at high speeds (so knock if you want to enter her room)

[finalyaksha]

A bit late to talk about this but Happy Xiaoqing Festival, IE Lantern Rite! Despite the fact that we were, once again, robbed of a new interaction, Lantern Rite did not disappoint in dropping more crumbs for me to obsess over.

Starting with Keqing's scene, this one was particularly interesting, as many Xiaoqing shippers point to Keqing's voice line about Xiao stating that she believes he should be free from his duty. So it's extremely interesting that out of all the kite motifs she could have brought up, she chose the example of a butterfly symbolizing a desire to "break free" or freedom.

It's also interesting that the kite making tradition is specifically mentioned as a Liyue folk tradition that she wants the younger generation to learn more about. She herself is also well versed on information about kites that she learned from her grandfather. Which is also interesting as we know her grandfather, a historian, also knows a lot about the Adepti, which she previously mentioned in the Stove God quest.

Another small detail from this year was the fact that Keqing delivers gifts to the Adepti every year, meaning she continues to see Xiao at least once every year during Lantern Rite.

I have a strong suspicion that, if we take all of this into account, Keqing probably believes, with Xiao being an Adeptus, the kite making traditions of Liyue would probably be an appealing theme to him for Lantern Rite. She's certainly aware that he does not attend them in person and continuously chooses themes that he will be able to see from a distance. Xiao even verbalizes to the traveler that he always picks a spot where he can see everything from.

So we can now brainrot yearly Xiaoqing meetings where she pokes his brain, trying to gain knowledge about his interests and they possibly even play a part in the theme she helps craft year after year.

Now Xiao's part is equally as interesting. First of all, sly Zhongli, trying to nudge Xiao in the direction of finding someone to fly kites with. He's almost certainly aware that Keqing was behind the theme for the festival, so I can easily inhale enough copium and see her being who he's referring to.

Add on top of that to the fact that Xiao himself seems pretty open to the idea, as anything he doesn't outright dislike is enough to say that he's willing to do it. Especially since his first reaction is to ask who would want to fly kites with him rather than an outright "no".

His view on kites is also pretty interesting, saying that they give him "peace of mind". Pretty much echoing Keqing talking about the butterfly kit symbolizing "happiness" and a desire for freedom. Plenty of details across Xiao's Story and Namecard make it apparent that he does want to eventually be free from his Yaksha duties, even if he doesn't outright say it.

Soooo it just all really comes full circle that Keqing and Xiao meet up, she finds something out about him that she thinks would intrigue him, and themes Lantern Rite Celebrations around that. Based on her own idea that Xiao should be free, she hopes to help push him in the direction of seeking his own freedom, by hosting a Kite Flying Lantern Rite theme that Xiao would be sure to see. And Zhongli, probably also aware of this, hint hint nudge nudges Xiao in her direction for the Xiaoqing Kite Flying Date of The Century.

And because I forgot to take a picture of Keqing releasing a Xiao Lantern with Xiao, have this picture from last year's dinner that Keqing totally deserved to be at. Not that it matters since we now have confirmed yearly meetings, maybe yearly dinners, they're in love, obviously.

[plantbasedmagic]

I wasn't able to draw since I'm on ✨Summer Holidays✨ so have some old brainrot about my kitties 😌

From the top!!

Silent'Chaser - Born outside of the clan, at first was a loner after her mother died shortly after she was old enough to live on her own. Lived closely on territories of Clan of Shining moon, in an old fox den that was decorated with herbs, and animal furs. Silent was a cat with a gift of prophecy, and a strong one at that, as those often hurt her so much she passed out. One day meet Illuminated paw who at first talked with her just because he was bored but later just because he wanted to, because he liked her. After maybe a moon of meetings, illuminated was found with her, by Frog'Paw (His ex-crush) his mentor, Hawk'Flight and his best friend, Sunny'Paw. Silent was offered to join the clan, which she did, for Illuminated. Thanks to her abilities she was able to finish her training along with Illuminated'Path, Sunny'Leap, Clover'Flame, Sky'Stone and Frog'Hop.

Illuminated path - Born outside of the clan, yet adopted by a Dame known back then as Maple'Wing, making him siblings with Night'Venegance. Born with gift of light, allowing him to clearly see in the dark, yes dsrk'vision 100%. Even his adopted mother didn't last too long, as she also left the clan, rather happily if I say so. Most of his kithood was spent playing with frog and night. After his app ceremony he and Frog'Paw started to get close, which unfortunately or not, didn't last too long as silent came into the image. At first only his fix for boredom later became his lovely mate. During battle against Mouse'Moon confessed to Silent'Chaser before their presumed "Death". They are living their happily ever afters 😌

Maple - originally from clan of rising sun, sister to Dark'Rise (tail) born with a rather weird ability where she could freely see, talk with and feel star clan cats. During her apprenticeship was caught by a wild gang of dogs led by a rather unfriendly dog named Seshi. Maple'Paw stayed with them for quite a long time, as no one seemed to look for her, when she was found she had a broken back leg. Along with a funny and rather nice two dogs from the bottom of the chain, named Nala and Nyx, she managed to befriend the dogs and even become one of them, fluently speaking both dog and cat language. Maple'Paw became the healer of the dogs, as the starclan allowed her to help them. One unfortunate night Seshi was shot by a two leg, Maple managed to only take out a bullet but tame the blood loss.

When maple was around 20 moons old, she left the pack for a short while, where she found a mate for herself, called Grey'Storm. After she had his kits though, she left again, finding a very lost and cute Molly named sage, whom she took to the pack, as her new mate.

Sage - kit born during the last generation of the lost tribe called Tribe of hunting hawk. Her father was the leader of the clan, yet, he still was weak. During a fire in the nearby forest, he took her and ran away, outside of the mountains. He took care of her for months in one of the caves, before he finally died, loving her to wander the close by forest alone. Untill she met maple.

Grey storm - I don't have much to say about him other then the fact that he was a good father, and I'm glad Night and Illuminated had him.

Night venegance - also had the same gift as her mother, and also lost it because of a prophecy. Was pretty naive, and never noticed the abuse her mate had on her kits untill it was too late. Still mad at whisper for leaving the clan and mating with a "savage" but she still loves her, and loves her grandchildren. Was born without powers, just like her father, other them the ghost seeing stuff

Grey whisker - Mmmmm...Manipulative old fuck, how fun. At first was supposed to be much older then night but the difference made me quite uncomfy so he's just a manipultor now. Tried to sell his children (Only whisper and Gildia(back then doe)) to the cult hes working for, as a way to redeem himself. Only manipulated his children worse and didn't manage to redeem herself. How fun. After Night caught on, he was thrown away from the clan and is on the lowest position in the cult. Also has no powers.

Gildia - My favourite murder champion 😌 after being thrown away by her father, she was found by an unknown tom who called himself Flame'wind and trained to be a murder machine to stop the clans. Her power exists actually, and it allows her to gain keen her senses after tasting blood, the more she tastes the stronger she gates, but also gets weaker faster and has to rest for a longer period of time. So she doesn't really use it. Surprise or not, she killed her mentor and then Dream'Catcher! Leader of the cult of stars! Oh she found them! And gave them a home. Gildia soon became quite peculiar, becoming her second on command, and destroying life of her father, who now was stuck under her command.

Alex - also my beloved 😌 born from illegal couple she was living her life in clan of the Rising Sun, and because her power, aka electricity generation, was quite a powerful one she was often sent as a first meat to destroy everyone. After one uneventful evening she met gildia, they started to talk, and soon? She ran away. Joined the cult as Gildia's pair, and finally felt what life was. Oh how cute 🥰.

That's all for now

[saifonset]

Camera & Focus Workshop

New kit! Starting to develop a knowledge and familiarity with professional procedures, and an intro to the new kit that will be available to us this year!

Discussing the importance of prep and kit check, the roles of crew, data management and maintaining strong and healthy communication... this all is influenced by the apparatus that connect us.

Cavemen forming early society predetermined a set of tools that trickled down to streams of evolution that enforced different cultures. This string theory empowers a community of ACs to share camera builds on social media in what we now call "AC brainrot".

My aim is to dissect the process, understand the mechanisms so that I may reconstruct it myself. A good start was just visualising the camera and having Andrew dissect and explain the components.

A new gadget that I'm super excited to book out, just because its so fun and cool....

Wireless follow-focus. It's so fun and convenient and we're so lucky to have this now.

We had a go with the cameras rigged up to the monitors. Some good practice in framing, following focus and changing lenses.

EYE YAM RED E 2 FUR STAY C.