#the brainrot is strong again

[sesshy380]

Working on WereKat AU and giving the villain roles to Marik and Zorc (Yami B). Marik is a King with a superiority complex and Zorc is just an asshole.

I think I need to do their designs next. This should be fun. I already have a few outfit refs that are fashionably King-worthy for Marik. For Zorc, I am going straight-up Zorkura in his aesthetic. Undecided if he'll have the horns and tail, but the stilettos are a must.

[marimbles]

a little R&R (redecorating and resentment) between escape attempts

[morningstarwrites]

oh, my fave character? it's Jeremy Jordan 😤

(Hazbin/Tangled crossover)

[twinsyy]

You consider quitting genshin sometimes

(very self-insert)

when life gets busy, or when you get bored of the game, you genuinely consider quitting.

because it eats up your time and wears down your attention. and recently, the game hasn’t been very rewarding lately.

you’re ar 60, and you’ve done everything in the game. you’ve maxed out the exploration progress. did all the quests.

farming for characters isn’t going good either. your artifact rolls keep getting worse, especially for the ones that you really hoped would be good.

getting primos isn’t easy either. and it doesn’t help that the characters you want aren’t coming home. you either keep getting weapons, or lose the 50/50.

this game is adding more stress than necessary to your life. you already have a lot going on.

so you’ve made it a habit to take breaks from this game. whether it was for a day, week, month or more.

sometimes, you don’t notice how you’ve forgotten about it. especially during your longer breaks.

and you even frequently feel… free of it.

but it never stays that way. you are constantly reminded of genshin (stupid ads). constantly beckoned back. tempted with better rewards and new characters.

and it works everytime. even if it sometimes takes a while. you always go back to them. something in you feels like you have a sense of responsibility to come back. what does this mean?

it doesn’t help that the longer you are gone, the sadder the welcome back message becomes. and odd.

“Welcome back, we missed you!”

“We are relieved you came back. We thought you wouldn’t.”

“We apologize . We’re trying to be better.”

“We’re sorry.”

“Please stay.”

“Please.”

You encounter these messages, different each return, but have never heard about anyone else experiencing this. Guess you’re a special case.

Very special, indeed.

[retro-memo]

We really do be trending again for no reason

[ind1c0lite]

Who killed Gregory Edgeworth'

(timelapse below!)

[hopeswriting]

i know i've already said it, and not too long ago at that lol, but it bears repeating that tsuna is just so down to earth. and just so humble when it comes to the things he wants out of life and from other people around him. but also so earnestly and wholly appreciative of every little humble things he does get as if it's the greatest treasure. and that's the best thing about him and his best quality btw.

tsuna looks at all those mafia and civilian kids (well mostly kids you know) who've been beaten bloody and broken by the world and at others' hands alike, who've twisted themselves and stretched themselves thin until they cracked and broke so to meet others' expectations of them as well as their own, and again and again he just goes "hey. chill. power of friendship. love. i know it's been so hard and you've been trying for so long and giving it your best. you're doing so great, have always been. i know it's been so painful. let's have snowball fights and watch fireworks and play games at my place together, and make the world not as big and scary and lonely anymore that way. rest. take a break. heal. you're enough, this is enough. the present moment right now is for you to enjoy too. i love you."

and like. if he was real, me, too, would love him so much and would be ready to follow him to the ends of earth for that too in a heartbeat

[finzphoenix]

I can't sleep, so I'm spending my night listening to Riddler: Secrets in the Dark while doodling this fella (...instead of drawing a more thematically appropriate Riddler... I kinda want to kick myself for that kjhgjgjg) ^-^

[unlivresanstitre]

normally I limit myself to one reread of Capri per year (in June because I find it's the perfect month for this book) but the brainrot is so strong, I need want to reread it now

[xenocorner]

Sick eepy hugs

[quantumghostart]

introducing Jacqueline Shepard: earthborn, mostly paragon, infiltrator!! at first i picked survivor for her profile but lately i've been thinking that war hero suits her better, so that's still undecided

she's mixed race east asian and grew up in singapore

she's a punk rock romanticist who's in love with the galaxy and all its inhabitants, and resents the fact that her only way to explore it was to join the military :')

she's a cis woman who got top surgery because "the Alliance said it'd cost too much money to cut the tits off all the girl armour, so instead i cut my own tits off so i could wear the boy armour" LOL remember kids: gender is a construct, most of all in space!

she has a split tongue and scars on her earlobe from when she got her gauges closed bc they got in the way of sniping, she misses them tho :'I

her makeup is actually tattoos, at least up until she dies. it's one of the few things miranda got wrong ;P

she gets paragon scars bc i think they're neat, and also bc my shepard would have fun convincing miranda to install RBG lights in them so she can party XD

that being said, shepard is extremely chill about the whole "died and came back to life as mostly cybernetic" thing. she's SO happy to be alive again and is genuinely grateful towards miranda and cerberus for it (but that doesn't stop her from proceeding to absolutely dunk on cerberus immediately afterwards lmfao, being grateful is mutually exclusive)

"canonically" (as in "in the fic i've only written in my head"), she's ace/demiromantic in which she's deeply queerplatonic with garrus and romances thane. but i'm also a nsfw artist/writer so there exists another reality where she pegs them and they take turns eating each other out :D

she LOVES music and singing. she starts a band with the crew called Shepard and the Normies and spends a lot of her time in jail teaching Vega the guitar so they can play duets together

also i named her before i remembered jack exists, but their similarities really work out in the long run for their friendship and i still really like the sound of her name so i never changed it lmao

[juniemunie]

Don't you have anything better to do?

Just let them go.

(Yes its based off that pic from Veil)

[thexvthmember]

The fact that Hoshi’s singular voiceline for a character unrelated to Ordeal Call 2 or the other Hassans is for Kotarou fills my brain with so much rot. My constant brainrot character and my newest brainrot character being friends is too much of a blessing aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[usurperss]

mods are asleep post random kasseivor doodle

[ruiyuki]

“Then, why don't you claim your own skies?”

The words ring in his head that morning of the ceremony. Thinking on this was unusual, really— the Drayster never mulled over things for long. In the days leading up however, Drayton couldn't help being reminded of the words said to him by that guy many months ago.

— —

Cyrano introduced him as a gym leader of the Galar region, visiting Blueberry Academy to train for a while in the Terarium.

“Yo, name's Raihan. Heard you're a dragon trainer too— care for a battle?”

A fellow dragon specialist, and Duraludon trainer too. They clicked instantly; having so much in common and being so similar in personality, it made League Club members do a double take. It wasn't before long that Drayton spent most of his class-skipping days hanging with Raihan in the Terarium during those few weeks.

They battled, they trained, and sometimes they just chatted over grub. Most of the time it was light-hearted: trading tips on dragon training, or stories of the strong trainers they've encountered. Other times, Raihan ranted off about the online beef he had with that Iono chick

(“The streamer girl? Yeah, we've met; she was invited here from Paldea last year. Girl's a whacky cuckoolander.” “Ugh, got that straight.”)

or jived Drayton about his League Club juniors.

(“Your girl Lacey is real cute.” “Yeah, that's her thing. Don't you think about trying anything though; her old man's Clay.” “The cowboy man? Damn.”)

It was only when the topic of rivals drifted along the daily conversation mill that vibes turned dour. A topic that Drayton avoided taking too seriously. There were feelings that never left him, never spoken aloud at Blueberry Academy. He wanted to keep it away, leave it on the shores of Unova miles from his small ocean sanctuary.

But Raihan never disparaged it. To Drayton's surprise, the other dragon tamer even had his own struggles to share, despite already reaching the status of 8th gym leader. He candidly described the child prodigy in his home region— the undefeated champion ever so popular and praised in the public eye.

It was a story Drayton knew all too well; he could recognize it in the undertone of Raihan's voice as he hit note for note the same emotions Drayton had felt too. So for the very first time since stepping foot upon Blueberry Academy, Drayton shared his own story— of his family, of the Opelucid Gym, of the Unova Champion.

Leon. Drayden. Iris.

These were the names that, although both Raihan and Drayton had much respect for them as pokemon trainers, never really made their smiles reach their eyes. The brighter big lights shine, the larger the shadows are cast behind them they say. Drayton's never found peace in that darkness, but it did make him feel better finding a kindred spirit in Raihan.

That is, until Raihan dropped the most mind-blowing take the Drayster's ever heard.

“It’s the same for you innit?— with Iris, I mean. There's always that someone you can't reach up to no matter how much you give your all— the ultimate rival. 'cept don't you think it could be that way 'cause you're playing the game with different rules?”

“Huh?”

“Leon was the strongest because his Pokemon are strong. Even if he's in a tight spot, he'd always manage to eek out a win because of that insane raw power of his pokemon. Battle instincts just come naturally to him y'know? But if you ask the man about how he uses his pokemon's abilities or setting up his next move? My mate gets lost quicker than Sonia can put a tracker on him, haha!”

“The Pokemon League's standard for single battles is great and all, but doubles is a whole different ball game. Singles is all about strength and endurance; double battles actually uses tactics. Just because a trainer is good at raising Pokemon to be strong doesn't always mean they'll be good at strategy. Honestly, it’s amazing how Leon stayed at the top for a decade 'til the new champ beat him.”

No matter how good Drayton was as Blueberry League Champion, at a school specialized in double battles, beating Iris was always a separate issue. The battle skills he was taught as a child, from his training by his grandfather at Opelucid Gym was all he had ever known when battling her. But truth be told, it never even occurred to him to level the playing field. It never occurred to him to think that he could.

“That's why I choose doubles in my gym. There are different ways to be strong as a trainer, it's just a matter of finding your own. 'sides, this school already specializes in double battles, why not put that to your advantage?”

Challenging Iris in a double battle… might just be the craziest idea Drayton has ever considered.

“The skies are big enough for all of us to fly— you just have to claim your territory, mate.”

— —

“Drayton, there you are!” Lacey's voice snaps him out of his reverie.

They've just finished the graduation ceremony. Long and arduous, the graduating students all decked out in Blueberry's cap and gown stood in the Terarium's Central Plaza waiting to be called up one by one to recieve a fancy sealed up paper. After the final speeches were said, cheers shouted and caps tossed, it was finally time for students to freely mill about in the celebratory energy.

“Yo. Congratulations, Miss Valedictorian.”

“Oh please, not you too. Crispin and the other League Club members have already said enough.” She pauses, lightly laughs as she approaches him. “And besides, I came here to congratulate you! Congratulations on graduating, Drayton.”

“Thanks, been a long time coming.”

“Yes… To be honest, I'm kinda surprised you made it this year…”

“Heh heh, aren't we all?” He took no offense to that, really. “Guess I just got my muse back this time 'round.”

Indeed, Drayton's change of pace didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the BB Elite Four. Perhaps it was the influence of the whole Kieran drama last year… or after that had cleared up, the subsequent sister school exchange event where the top BB League Club members got invited to Paldea to participate in a team competition. Lacey certainly noticed Drayton went back to skipping class when the Galarian gym leader was here, but at least he was motivated somewhat regularly after.

“I see… well I'm glad to hear that, Drayton. What are you planning to do after graduation?”

“Who knows… but I might have something in mind…”

“Something?”

“Don't worry about it.” He waves it off and ushers her ahead. “C'mon, lets take some photos with the club. It'll be our last ones here afterall.”

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“By the way Drayster— if you ever find yourself in Galar, feel free to drop by Hammerlocke Stadium any time. We'll be happy to have ya.”

[incorrect-yhs-quotes]

Grian: Don't break someone's heart, they only have one.

Sam: Break one of their bones instead! They've got 206!