#my brain tv

[cybererotic]

h eyguys [ disheveled and tearstained ]

[forgetlove]

always that one crazy coworker am i right

[eliseliedl]

S1EP06 'Dalek'

[etoilesdeglace]

seaweed brain vs. wise girl

[lunarrainstorms]

❤️ to put him in a blender

🔁 to put him in a blender

💬 to put him in a blender

Ignore to put him in a blender

I went ahead and decided to color the doodles from my sticky note post.

[thebibliosphere]

Being in the Pennyworth fandom will have you googling shit like "How to fortify an umbrella against acid rain" to try and give a smidge of credibility to the storyline you're plotting.

Meanwhile, the official writers are just giving interviews like, "Yeah, the mad cultists who got turned into super weapons by a drug activated by a popular song sung by Alfred Pennyworth's pop star girlfriend survived the nuclear bomb that got dropped on London, so now there are these irradiated mutant cultists cannibals roaming the streets of London who go ballistic for 70s pop ballads. What do you mean, 'how did we plan to resolve that?'"

[remarkingonit]

"I'd rather focus on my hot, hot, hot wife." (7x09)

[vriskalives]

hello! i am the original cosplayer and photographer of this image. i made the tv head by hand and as it spread around the internet, mainly pinterest, credit was stripped and the meaning changed.

this was taken over 6 years ago. since then, i have medically transitioned from male to female, and subsequently lost the life and friends i once knew, and moved clear across the country to try and carve out some resemblance of a life worth living.

i hope that if you see this, you know that i genuinely loved sharing the things i made, and i hope i can do it again. the persistent trauma of a life being uprooted has had me doing the creative equivalent of twiddling my thumbs for upwards of 3 years (this year will be 4 years on estrogen injections!)

recently, things are looking up! i had an orchiectomy, which has made me feel as if my soul is aligned with my body once again. i am becoming the most true version of myself, a person of light, and a being of creativity. i hope i’ll start doing silly original character cosplay again. i would really really like that. thank you for reading!

[homelanderbutbig]

A collection of Homelander GIFs where he does that rapid blinking thing whenever he gets confused or flustered. Genuinely one of my favourite little eccentricities of his, I wonder if he's even aware that he does it. >w>

[fisherrprince]

Instead of writing a fanfic like a normal person this oneshot turned into two separate, contextless things,

[murasaki-cha]

I don't condone to PJO movies but I immediately started hearing Lady Gaga

[dognonsense]

Making gloves from my old shoes because I miss them. Absolutely rancid prior to wash.

shoelace fingerless gloves diy project tiktok i found yipee!

[okthisway]

Astarion misses Gale when he stays at camp for too long

[sugarcoatednightshade]

thinking about how Humans Are Space Orcs stories always talk about how indestructible humans are, our endurance, our ability to withstand common poisons, etc. and thats all well and good, its really fun to read, but it gets repetitive after a while because we aren't all like that.

And that got me thinking about why this trope is so common in the first place, and the conclusion I came to is actually kind of obvious if you think about it. Not everyone is allowed to go into space. This is true now, with the number of physical restrictions placed on astronauts (including height limits), but I imagine it's just as strict in some imaginary future where humans are first coming into contact with alien species. Because in that case there will definitely be military personnel alongside any possible diplomatic parties.

And I imagine that all interactions aliens have ever had up until this point have been with trained personnel. Even basic military troops conform to this standard, to some degree. So aliens meet us and they're shocked and horrified to discover that we have no obvious weaknesses, we're all either crazy smart or crazy strong (still always a little crazy, academia and war will do that to you), and not only that but we like, literally all the same height so there's no way to tell any of us apart.

And Humans Are Death Worlders stories spread throughout the galaxy. Years or decades or centuries of interspecies suspicion and hostilities preventing any alien from setting foot/claw/limb/appendage/etc. on Earth until slowly more beings are allowed to come through. And not just diplomats who keep to government buildings, but tourists. Exchange students. Temporary visitors granted permission to go wherever they please, so they go out in search of 'real terran culture' and what do they find?

Humans with innate heart defects that prevent them from drinking caffeine. Humans with chronic pain and chronic fatigue who lack the boundless endurance humans are supposedly famous for. Humans too tall or too short or too fat to be allowed into space. Humans who are so scared of the world they need to take pills just to function. Humans with IBS who can't stand spicy foods, capsaicin really is poison to them. Lactose intolerance and celiac disease, my god all the autoimmune disorders out there, humans who struggle to function because their own bodies fight them. Humans who bruise easily and take too long to heal. Humans who sustained one too many concussions and now struggle to talk and read and write. Humans who've had strokes. Humans who were born unable to talk or hear or speak, and humans who through some accident lost that ability later.

Aliens visit Earth, and do you know what they find? Humanity, in all its wholeness.

[viktorpartner]

Haven't been able to think about anything other than the victorian/edwardian/WW1 twink and his 80's punk almost-boyfriend for a week, send help

[bookishjules]

the stark contrast between sally's you are not broken. you are singular. you're a miracle. you are my son, to chiron's as a forbidden child of the sea god, you are singular amongst demigods...

whole. singular. alone.

perfect in the eye of his mother, and a tool in the eye of his father. his existence is his mother's world and his father's ruination... unless he can do something about it, but why would he want to do that? poseidon left him alone. to hollow out and fill with godly power and dictated direction when the time came. meanwhile sally was filling percy with love and acceptance. for who he already was and for whoever he would become.