#starbrain

[revenant-coining]

Starbrainic and ⭐🧠emojic

[PT: Starbrainic and ⭐🧠emojic /End PT]

[IDs: 2 rectangular flags with 9 horizontal stripes. the stripes sizes are 5 thick with a thin stripe between each stripe. in the center of the first flag is the Google star and brain emoji combo sticker. flag colors are in this order from top to bottom: dull red, dullish red, red, light red, pale red, light red, red, dullish red, dull red. End ID]

[IDs: 2 rectangular flags with 9 horizontal stripes. the stripes sizes are 5 thick with a thin stripe between each stripe. in the center of the first flag is the Google star and brain emojis. flag colors are in this order from top to bottom: darkish pink, pink, lightish pink, light pink, white, pale yellow, light yellow, yellow, darkish yellow. End ID]

requested by anon

Starbrainic/Brainstaric: a gender connected to the ⭐ (star) and 🧠 (brain) combo emoji sticker.

⭐🧠emojic/🧠⭐emojic: a gender connected to the ⭐ (star) and 🧠 (brain) emojis.

Etymology: star, brain/brain, star, “ic” meaning of or pertaining to; ⭐🧠/🧠⭐, emojic

@radiomogai

[ID: a dark blue line divider. /End ID]

[guns-blazing]

actually maybe i should do a nonaggressive write up on why Martlet Is Literally Justice and Chujin Is Literally Kindness. someone more starbrained than me has to make the "why the hell is starlo beating out martlet in the justice category jesus" post because i can't

edit i did this for chujin martlet is still in progress im turning off reblogs because idk why people are renblogigng this post lmao

edit 2 martlet

[yolkby]

starbrain

[cosmobrain00]

What is a Cosmo Brain 🧠

the intelligent organism tht lives in my basement<3

jk (kind of) n assuming ur asking abt the origin of my username there actually is a little backstory behind it! when i was a kid i was described a lot of times as being "spacey" or "having my head in the clouds" but it was just bc i alrdy liked playing arnd w my imagination a lot. anyways tho, fast forward n im brainstorming wht I should use for a username bc I wanted it to mean smthing, so I ended up taking inspo from tht childhood descriptor n just mashing it up a bit since im also a huge space nerd, but I didn't want it to be like "spacebrain" or smthing like tht yk? tbh it was gonna be "starbrain" but tht sounded a bit too weird, so i eventually settled on cosmobrain bc I thought it sounded the coolest lol. no idea if tht makes any sense but yeah<3

[sirsalmonxx]

I wrote a fic for an ending I made :-)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40683066/chapters/101936148

[caution-wet-paint]

Femme Fatale Starbrains over Black. ✨ ⭐️ 🌟 💫 🌟 ✨

[sunflowersupremes]

Unwanted: Chapter 2

Reembodied in Valinor against his will, Maeglin seeks solstice with relatives he's never met.

Characters: Maeglin, Maglor, Nerdanel, Turgon, Elrond, Celebrian

Read on AO3

Maeglin hid in the woods that night, after returning to his bridge long enough to change. Someone had left him a bag with food, and although he hated accepting charity from his uncle, he ate it greedily.

But he didn’t feel safe staying in the woods, not with the fact that his relatives were looking for him. He pulled out his map, running his finger along it, trying to decide where to go.

Maeglin stubbornly told himself that he wasn’t going to take Maglor up on his offer, but perhaps he should stop by Tirion anyway. Just to see what the fabled city looked like.

He packed his few belongings into the bag they’d left for him, and hurried out. He kept to the woods near the roads so that he didn’t have to speak to any of the other travelers, but it didn’t matter since he hardly saw anyone. The weather must have kept them at home.

He hadn’t been in Tirion since his release, and when he entered the city he wasn’t sure what to expect. He had pictured a city like Gondolin, made of white stone and lined with flowers, and while Tirion did have those things, it was so much more.

Maeglin stood in the center of the road, gaping at the city that stretched before him. Who would ever leave this?

Finally, he realized what a sight he must be, standing in the center of the road and gaping, so he hurried off the path, standing just beside the gate to stare around him. Long cobbled streets stretched in front of him, and all the houses were carved elegantly of marble.

Even in the middle of winter, with snow carpeting everything, flowers bloomed by the houses.

He found himself wandering in, following the winding streets toward the center of the city where the royal palace loomed, more grand than anything else in the city. It was a complete accident that he found Maglor’s home, but he stopped at the sight of the seven-pointed star on the gate, his first thought being: who in their right mind would advertise allegiance to Feanor?

His family would.

Maeglin swallowed and stepped closer, wandering past the gates, past the statues that Maglor had told him about, and straight up to the door. He’d knocked before he was fully aware of what he was doing.

A red-haired woman answered the door. She took one look at Maeglin, then turned and shouted, “Your latest pet is here, Kanafinwe!” He wanted to be offended, but something in the way she’d said it made him wonder if it was actually intended as an insult or a sign of affection. “At least now I know how my full-grown son managed to lose his cloak,” she grumbled, pulling Maeglin into the house and divesting him of the borrowed clothing.

Footsteps echoed down the hall, and Maglor hurried into sight, a smile on his face, “Lomion!”

He pushed past his mother to sweep Maeglin into a hug. “Come in, come,” he said, keeping one arm firmly around Maeglin as he led him inside. “You’re awfully cold.”

“And skinny,” said Nerdanel. “And just in time for supper.”

They didn’t say anything about his silence as they led him into the house, taking him to the dining room as talking as though they had known one another for years.

The dining room table was large - more than large enough for seven sons, their parents, and guests - but they only used one end of it, with Nerdanel sitting at the head with Maeglin and Maglor on either side of her. Supper was a rich and warming soup, and Nerdanel was more than happy to give him seconds and thirds.

“I’m so pleased you accepted my invitation,” Maglor said, eating his own food much more neatly, albeit with only one hand.

“What happened to your hand?” Maeglin asked. He hadn’t failed to notice that Maglor favored one hand, and that the other was covered by a glove.

But at his question, Maglor readily removed the glove, showing Maeglin the injury on his palm. “The scabs are finally beginning to peel,” Maglor said as his cousin leaned forward. “Until I came here it was an open wound, but it finally started to scab over a few months after my arrival.”

“I still say you should have gone to Lorien.”

“Elrond says the same thing, and yet here I am.”

Maeglin raised his head. “Who’s Elrond?”

Maglor and his mother exchanged glances. “He was with me yesterday,” Maglor said. “He and his wife Celebrian.”

“He looks familiar,” Maeglin said, biting his lip. Clearly his questions had made them uneasy. “But I’ve never met him.”

“You’ve met his father, unfortunately,” Nerdanel said.

“Mother-“

“Earendil, the world’s biggest pushover.” Maeglin’s stomach clenched and for a moment he thought he was going to be sick.

“He’s not a pushover!” Maglor hissed.

“No, he just lets his wife act like a-”

“They apologized,” Maglor said through clenched teeth.

“Not to me,” the redhead snapped, folding her arms across her chest.

“I’m not even going to explain why not,” Maglor mumbled.

“Good. Because I’m your mother and I wouldn’t listen.” She smirked, then turned back to Maeglin. “Why are we talking about Starbrain again? Oh, his son.” She sipped from her wine, then said, “After Earendil and his wife left him and his brother, my sons took them in.”

“I kidnapped them! And their parents only left him because of me!” Maglor corrected, looking aghast. “Mother, how many times-”

“He loves you well enough either way, so what does it matter?” Nerdanel asked, shrugging. Maglor just shook his head.

Maeglin couldn’t help but grin, but he did his best to hide it by taking a sip from his glass.

“Do you like the sun in your room in the morning or the evening?” Nerdanel asked suddenly.

“Pardon?”

“Which side of the house do you want a room on?”

“I-” he couldn’t remember the last time anyone asked him something like that. He’d designed The House of the Mole himself, so he’d put his room at the center, but it had always been dark there, so the sun hadn’t been anything he’d considered. There hadn’t been sun to worry about in Nan Elmoth, and for the brief time he’d lived in the Palace in Gondolin, he’d just been put into whatever room happened to be empty when he’d arrived. “I don’t mind.”

“I have plenty of rooms, obviously,” she said, motioning around them, “so if you hate your room you’re always welcome to move.”

“I know what you’ll like,” Maglor said softly, giving him a smile.

“Then off with you,” his mother said, shooing them away. “And take a bath!” she shouted to Maeglin. “I don’t need you stinking up my house.”

Once they were out of her earshot, Maglor offered him an apologetic smile. “I would have warned you about her,” he said, “but then I feared you wouldn’t have come.”

“I don’t mind.”

Maglor seemed to know the halls like the back of his hand, and he barely looked at where he was going as he led Maeglin. “Do you prefer Lomion or Maeglin?” he asked, tilting his head.

“I don’t.”

“You don’t have a preference or you prefer neither?”

“Uh-”

“I can make up another name for you if you wish. We can tell everyone you’re a nobody I met in my travels.”

“People know me. I would be recognized.”

“I will convince them otherwise,” the minstrel said firmly.

“You're magic?”

“It’s not magic.” Maglor shook his head. “It’s just my voice.”

“I don’t care what you call me, as long as it’s not traitor.”

“Well then,” Maglor said with a smile. “You may call me what you please - Kanafinwe, Makalaure, or Maglor - so long as you don’t call me Kinslayer.”

“What about Feanorian?”

“How about I call you Eolion?”

Maeglin shut his mouth.

The room Maglor had chosen for him was at the end of a hall, and while it had several windows, they were all covered by thick bushes. But Maeglin’s favorite part was the ceiling. Without saying anything to Maglor, he laid on his back and stared up at the constellations that had been created from gemstones, shining above him.

“Was I correct in assuming you'd like it?” Maglor asked smugly.

“Thank you,” Maeglin whispered.

[solidmetalgear]

So I completely forgot to credit the original artist, Starbrain, who made the bedroom scene in Blender. Here it is and here’s another render with it I guess :P It’s a night scene which I’ve always had trouble doing in Blender.

Also this has been a modified scene I’ve been using to ease up the rendering times because holy crap is Starbrain thorough with placement of items, textures, etc.

[vgprintads]

Hey! You really good!

And finally, a special thank you to all of you. Too numerous to count, let alone fit in a few posts. And, because Read More does not function on the Tumblr app, the amount of thanks I need to make would just kill everyone’s little screens. So I’m just going to focus on Tumblr folk.... which is also pretty lengthy.

While every single follower who isn't a damned bot deserves a mention, my focus is on those who I tend to see in the notes pretty often, or have contributed to this blog in a meaningful way, and again, didn’t get their own special post. Some of you may have changed your username in the past five years so if you have been a long time regular, that may be why I didn’t recognize you. 

Also, apologies if Tumblr decides to be fickle and not link your username at posting: I haven’t figured out why it does that. Also, if you’ve been around a long time and have shown this blog much love yet don’t see your name on the list, I apologize for that too. 

Names appear after the browser-only read more. Mobile folk, better strap in...

Shout-outs to: 

@1-800-ghost-dance​

@3wisellamas​

@admiralnutbar​

@advertisingpics​

@albotas​

@amiranizer

@anosm

@arcadequartermaster​

@artemispanthar​

@a-shrieking-cloud-of-bats​

@batrock​

@best-forgotten-games​

@bhhammy

@binary-scroll

@bowloflentils​

@charliecoffin

@chromesarus​

@comicscans​

@commercialism​

@coolyourbears

@dadjumper​

@devon-aoki

@doctorbutler​

@dosgamesblog​

@dudpendous​

@edmundmcmillen​

@elemonica​

@eslgaming​

@everythingburritos​

@evilcleveroctopus​

@fhound​

@fightersmegamix​

@fmlphonse

@fuckyeahassortedstuff​

@fuckyeahsegasaturn-blog​

@fyeahsonicthehedgehog​

@gabedrawseveryday​

@gameadblog​

@gameadvertisements​

@gamefreaksnz

@gameyard​

@gibsonfreak49​

@gogolore​

@grayflannelsuit​

@griphus​

@havoc343

@heavyelectricity

@hellomrkearns​

@highonatari​

@hitsukun​

@hoarr​

@hobomechanist

@horriblenightinventory​

@huniepot

@iamsoretro​

@ign​

@inovember17blr​

@it8bit​

@jake-clark​

@jaketrix​

@jjsignal​

@juwaha

@kagawa

@kiyotakamine​

@krystanadrew​

@kurhl​

@laqueus​

@laserghost​

@legendofnes

@lightningsam​

@londrieved​

@lunaticobscurity

@manga-spot​

@mariostarn​

@mmvk​

@n64thstreet​

@namcomuseum​

@nerdstalgicarchive​

@nintendoads​

@noahbodie​

@nostalgicx

@nsx​

@ohhlindsayelyse​

@oldpcgads​

@onemorelovely​

@on-off-switch​

@peazy86

@pepsimangb​

@playerspulse​

@pokemon-photography​

@posthumanwanderings​

@pr0jectneedlemouse​

@princeoftheironfist​

@princewatercress

@protagonistofasilentfilm​

@putainouaispubsjv​

@rabidrodent​

@rakkedyman​

@randomisedgaming​

@rapidkirby3k​

@readingegm​

@readinggamepro​

@retrogamecollection​

@retrogamegoods​

@retro-gaming-ads​

@rickybalboathaslk1​

@robotnik-mun​

@sabbacc108​

@saikyo-gadoken​  

@saturnmemories​

@scanmagic​

@scarycrayons​

@seanowsky​

@seriouscacodemon​

@shmups​

@sixteen-bit​

@spaceleech​

@strongbadgmail

@starbrain​

@starfuckerinquirewithin

@stirfryyouinmywok​

@strafegame​

@supahypasonic​

@suppermariobroth​

@swampthang​

@swarm​

@synduo-inspirationblog​

@tabularojo​

@thatdastardlyraccoon​

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@thechosenpumbloom​

@thedoteaters​

@thegreatklaid​

@theomeganerd​

@the-opponent​

@theoriginalxboxblog​

@tinycartridge​

@todesengel1984

@totasworld

@twinkle-park-action-stage​

@tylerzyazul​

@unwashedmass​

@velarise​

@vgjunk​

@videogamesbox​

@virtualbub​

@wayforwardtech​

@weaselsblaugh​

@zhelanie​

@zonic94​

Because of all the sources from around the web that I feel deserve a thank you, I’ll be steadily fixing up the ‘About’ page down the line, or just make a proper reference page. We’ll see.

But for now, thank you to everyone who has followed this blog over the past five years. Despite some occasional slumps, I have no plans of ending it. Here’s to a two-month old milestones, and many more fun years to come!

~@paulruskeaton​

[agangofbadwitches]

[maddiemomence]

M8 I am reveling. Soft body types are so Fucking wonderful I am starbrained. STARBRAINED.

[posthumanwanderings]

Do you have any recommendations for blogs like yours that posts old obscure video game stuff and other obscure media?

hey! let me see…. my favorites at the top of my head:

@arcadequartermaster

@okamidensetsu

@nihongamer

@sixteen-bit

@pr0jectneedlemouse

@soniccd

@twinkle-park-action-stage

@starbrain

@mendelpalace

@techturd

@vgjunk

@kazucrash

@thesegasource

and @doctorbutler is mostly fighting games but is a cool peep = )

[glitterfingerlexa]

@femme_fatale_cosmetics Starbrains ♡♡♡ from the Opalescent collection. Available only through stockists (they are limited edition), go to my blog for more info and swatches. #femmefatalecosmetics #femmefatalestarbrains #prsample

[drdemonprince]

Wow, @starbrained and @stronghours ! Your uses of it are pretty damn similar! And this is very appealling!! Seeing the cards and my reading of them as an internal thing rather than external meaning or fate is wayyyy more useful! Fuck! Now i wanna buy a deck

I only like the astrological shit that is about labeling people's traits, and my own traits, and explaining in some way Why Somebody Is Like That

like personality test, compatibility, trait based shit

Zodiac predictions? Retrogrades? What i should expect or do this week, this month? So boring to me! So boring and vague! Most days in my life are the same, and the days that are different are different because i've planned for them to be, and if something bad happens, well that's out or my control, so why do i need a weekly zodiac to guide that? None of the advice is ever actionable and i act on impulse anyway

And so that is my barrier w tarot as well. I love the art, i love the idea of doing it, but what question would a person like me even ask? It is very rare that i struggle to make a decision long enough to ask the cardz. I usually like shoot my wad. It's very rare that i dont already have a desired way forward, and would only be displeased by The Cards saying i shouldnt do it. And usually i wouldnt even have any kind of question to ask them. Bc i want to pretend i have control over my life and part of that means pretending there is no fate, there is no thing coming that i cant force a solution to, you know, that individualist crap.

So how do i tarot, read astrology predictions, hell even do the witchcraft prediction shit with the pendants that you swing... if i am someone who already always tries to control the piss out of my destiny and not ask questions about my future. , how can i work to incorporate the universe's mystical knowledge of my fate in a way my mind can handle? What's a good question to ask? Maybe questions about my inner growth or emotional development? i am a bit more able to accept new information in that realm, but i still wouldnt know what to ask

[dasthabeatjunkieprod]

https://soundcloud.com/dasdabeatjunkieprod/starbrain

[caution-wet-paint]

Nail Art with some water decals bought from Wish.

Base polish is Femme Fatale Starbrains. The decals were super cheap but great quality and they look just awesome. I used my Clear Jelly Stamper to apply them on my nails. Great way to use this stamper.