#the brainworm strikes again

[soullessseraphim]

Has anyone done this yet

Because I'm doing it

(without noise version)

[raskolnyxov]

˚₊‧⁺⋆♱ anya as our lady of sorrows

how many anyas with religious imagery do you want? yes.

[frapajapa]

the the the girls

[mnonep]

IT'S MIKKI'S BDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!! 🥺🧡🧡🧡

[nakanospring]

So you know how these two quotes have the entire SNS community in a chokehold:

I think I found a third one...

Hekabe - Euripides (Translated by Anne Carson)

Losing my mind over here.

[andr0nap-wf]

we know fuckall about 1999 but yknow what would be cool?

if albrechts workspace in that time was the opposite style of his labs and went into brutalist architecture instead

a parallel of the indifferences hellscape

[chipped-chimera]

Thinkin about how adult men collecting and painting model figures of shit like warplanes is fine, but any adult doing anything with dolls is 'childish' ... hmmm

[the-iron-orchid]

TFW you suddenly start sprouting scales, horns, and claws at random and all you know is that it fills you with a sourceless sense of dread and guilt... but the tiny Desi goth who runs the local occult shop just smiles and calls you Babygirl.

(Click for better quality, because tunglr likes to make things blurry. This was supposed to be a shitpost render, but then I decided to see if I could actually make Bas more monster-y... technical notes under the cut.)

Bastien belongs to @daisydevorak and appears with permission!

Currently this is a quick kitbash to test if I could make him scaly by using a geoshell, opacity maps, and an extremely basic scale shader with displacement. It turns out that I can! :D Later, I plan to make him a scaly shell with a fully custom texture that is more in line with his sprite art, using 3DCoat and Smart Materials.

I'd also like to try and give him his digitigrade dragon-legs, though that's a bit of a challenge because those only come as part of a full-body morph (FBM). While I can separate that out and still keep the basic rigging, I will lose all the helper morphs that prevent distortion when posing, so I'm going to have to manually correct for that in Zbrush every time I pose him.

[faenixx]

Making a new cyberpunk character!!! Everyone meet my disaster murder kittygirl, Coil! (they/them)

[cicada-candy]

In honour of the Full Moon 2night I am gonna ramble about my Entirely Disjointed Moon War Headcanons,,

I'm insane about this sorry adhdaahqjrq

Scouse Bertie Supremacy,, idk why just. Do u see the vision.

Conversations for the first few weeks were therefore Very Southern Jonny And Very Scouse Bertie think Louder Means Clearer while everyone else trys to knock themselves out for a bit of peace from them.

The war started because earth abandoned the struggling lunar colonies to fend for themselves. They weren't like. Comedically Evil Let's Build A Fuck Off Big Canon And Threaten To Make Britain Britisn't For Fun. Please. They have to have. Some kind of reason c'mon.

Jonny was a Lieutenant, and Tim had stumbled his way to Captain by the end. Bertie was a medic.

adding to that, he was training as a paramedic and was drafted. Tim technically Enlisted after him: if Everyone was probably getting conscripted they might aswell try and get in the same unit.

Adding to that I am staunchly of the opinion that jonny calling berties death "Pointless And Hilarious" is because he was trying to save him. Because Owchieeeee!!

Poor transport and supply infrastructure led to desperation. Not that Jonny needed the excuse to Start Canabalism either way but yk. Atleast he had a reason this time, Thank You Very Much.

Tim wasn't there when Bertie died, and it's part of why he snapped so hard. Waiting so long only for jonny to come back alone. Lack of Closure yk? Does Lunarcide about it <3

The gun Tim has in Pitt Rivers was Bertie's. Got that here actually I think lol. Reinflicting it <33

British troops thought there was Some kind of cryptid stalking the tunnels with them as they'd just find whole units destroyed like they'd never even fought back- didn't really matter how low morale was tho because. Yk. Luna Was Running Out Of Troops. Tim and Jonny definitely Made Shit Up to add to the mythos after a point.

Jonny was Also a trench myth. But in a That Guy Won't Fuckin Die Way. The Disappointment the kaiser talks about in ttwtk is that Jonny did "die" not that he wouldn't. He also didn't see anything wrong with the toy soldier. He Really Had No Idea everything was about to kick off.

Whistling codes became popular, the echo in the tunnels would conceal the locations of the soldiers and pitch and length could communicate a lot of info quickly- a la morse code but Side Specific. It's a habit that then spread to the rest of the crew.

The lights in most of the tunnels were so bad that the only time you would clearly see anyone else was during alarms. Leads to some. Conflicting Feelings.

The kaisers quarters were dazzlingly bright. Not necessarily because they were any better lit than usual but because they'd just been in the dark so long it was painful.

The reason Tim hesitated closing the visor is because one of the other guards looked like Bertie- and if The Toy Soldier was there then- and by the time he realised it wasn't him it was too late.

Projecting my Terrible Bones onto the mechs beam activate. Tim has osteopenia and chronic fatigue from the Not Seeing The Sun for like 4 years.

I'm a sucker for tragic military-adjacent characters wearing eachothers dogtags okay. Tim wears his, Jonny's, and Berties, and The Toy Soldier's one from the Lunar corps- As a sort of Eternal Fuck-You.

This isn't really moon war but Aside From Raph And Marius, Tim is the youngest on the crew. We're A Very Established Group And oh god why does jonny have that look on his face.

Anything in Canon that might contradict that I simply Do Not See. Shh.

[effervescent-fool]

sorry for the mcyt spam godbless❤️

[short-yandere-stories]

I couldn't resist the brainworms that came from the small moment we got seeing Nakime and Muzan in the latest episode so have a short brainrot. Him sitting there on the chair,,,

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CW: yandere themes, infantilizing behavior, NSFW, Non-con, oral sex, cockwarming, slight vouyerism

This is a yandere work. Proceed with caution and please be mindful of your triggers.

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"Nakime, have a look over there," Muzan ordered, pointing at another area of the map he held in front of his lap. The demon who had just been raised to the rank of fourth among the Kizuki nodded, striking a note on her biwa.

Progress was being made on locating the rest of the Demon Slayer Corps. Nakime's enhanced abilities were exceptional when it came to searching and surveying vast areas in a short amount of time. If Muzan had fed her more blood to enhance her abilities sooner, maybe they would have found the Blue Spider Lily by now. Though, now that Nezuko had braved the sun, there was no need for the Spider Lily anymore. It was easier to search for one demon among the Demon Slayer Corps than a rare flower, and at this rate it was only a matter of time until they'd locate Ubuyashiki's manor as well.

Muzan was pleased with his current circumstance.

Especially so since his thick cock was resting deep inside your mouth.

You'd been sitting on your knees for the better part of an hour now, tears brimming in the corners of your eyes and jaw aching from the strain. It was embarrassing you to no end either, being used like this in front of someone else, even though Nakime's eyes were mostly elsewhere.

Muzan didn't care much for your feelings or embarrassment. If he wanted you to cockwarm him with your mouth, that is what you would do, no matter if it was in his private chambers, at his desk, or here, in front of Nakime.

You knew better than to defy him, even when he was in a good mood, so you remained on your knees, cheeks flushed in shame. At least it was only one of the Kizuki, one who was using her Demon Art to search areas far away. Yet you swore you could feel her eye staring at the back of your skull.

"There was no one there of interest, Lord Muzan," Nakime said, looking up at her master. He merely hummed, moving one slender finger to point at another area of the map.

"Search here."

"Yes, Lord Muzan."

With that, Nakime struck another note on her biwa. It always felt a little better the moments immediately after she played a chord, knowing that she definitely wasn't seeing you at that moment. Otherwise, you never knew when she was back before she spoke, and it was always a relief no matter how brief to not have her see you in this state.

You doubted she cared much for what she saw, but it didn't lessen the embarrassment you felt. You didn't even notice yourself slowly easing yourself away from Muzan's cock until you felt sharp nails scratching against your scalp, effortlessly sheathing himself fully inside your drooling mouth again.

"We're not done yet, pet," he chided, looking away from the map for a moment to stare down at your red, teary face. It was truly a sight to behold, and it felt impossible for him to get harder, but he did.

A low whine slipped past your lips, muffled by the girthy length inside your mouth, and Muzan chuckled, petting your head condescendingly.

"Seems like I haven't had you take me down your throat enough if an hour is where you reach your limit. We will have to do this more often."

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[ombresdemaquia]

Regarding no. 6, it'll be deliciously angsty if Cardinal died to protect Hux in battle and never got to confess his feelings. Hux would see Cardinal's act as a loyal soldier protecting his commander.

This could be the ending for an unrequited love story from Cardinal's pov, or the beginning of another one where Hux gradually realizes, over many years, that Cardinal cared for him far more than a normal soldier should feel towards their superior.

It's also about the loss of someone that was in Hux's life for so long, that Hux takes him for granted, and only after he's gone does Hux find a Cardinal-shaped hole in his life. Like comming Cardinal on a whim late at night, but no one answering. Or thinking he saw a flash of red armour around the corner of the hallway. Or a new personal guard who's too impersonal and doesn't fight as hard to protect him.

I need 6. and 37. for Hardinal 😏

(from this otp ask game)

6. When did they realize they loved each other?

They still haven't realized it. I mean, okay, this is complicated because of Cardinal's conditioning and Hux's completely emotionally repressed state.

Cardinal would likely say that he "loved" Hux as soon as the First Order conditioned him to obey and idolize the Huxes, but that's more like some combination of cultish adoration and a knight's devotion to his lord. Due to their age difference, Cardinal's feelings wouldn't have any romantic or sexual dimension until they'd known each other for quite some time. I imagine that shift happened a few years after Hux finished at the Academy and showed himself to be a ruthless and powerful officer, and Cardinal began to think of him as an admirable man in his own right and not simply "Brendol's son." But I don't think that Cardinal is aware of the change in his own feelings. He'd insist that his feelings towards Hux are completely professional even when that's no longer true, partly to preserve his own self-image as a dutiful soldier.

Hux, on the other hand, had a crush on Cardinal pretty much as soon as he was capable of those feelings. He was very embarrassed and angry about it, and he assumed that Cardinal could never reciprocate so he just hoped that no one would ever find out. By the time they're both adults Hux has been stuffing down his feelings for years. He's absolutely shocked to discover Cardinal has become interested, but even when they start getting physical Hux insists to himself that his attraction is no more than lust. This is, of course, bullshit. Cardinal can give him affirmation that he's craved for years that simply wouldn't mean the same thing coming from anyone else, and he is desperate for it. But he can't admit to himself that he needs that. He'd also likely tell himself that any feelings Cardinal has for him are a side effect of his programming and not "real." (Which is a valid concern, but in this case he's just using it to avoid facing both of their feelings.)

tl;dr it's a big fucking mess and they're both deeply in denial

37. What do they like the least about each other?

Hux's answer to this is totally unfair and not even really about Cardinal: it's that Hux's father acts like Cardinal is the son he wished he'd had instead of Hux. Which is not in Cardinal's control, especially when they are children! But Hux is too spiteful not to blame Cardinal for it anyway. Jealousy also makes a very convenient wrapper for his repressed feelings. ("I'm not noticing his perfect physique because I'm gay, I'm just jealous.")

Cardinal's first impression of Hux when they met as children was that he was a spoiled brat. That opinion was conditioned out of him and may or may not have changed over time anyway (especially if he was aware that Brendol was abusive to Hux). In the present I think Cardinal most dislikes Hux's spiteful nature, though he would not say so - even to himself, I think. His internal monologue seems keen on making excuses for Hux even when they disagree.

[the-artist-grimm]

Brainworm won't leave me, about angst of your Narilamb but on the other side of the coin.

So Imma just write about it even if I should be sleeping right now. Do what you wish.

Fate is irreversible. The Lamb would die a sacrifice, even the God of Death couldn't prevent it. Sure they had delayed it; allowed the Lamb to show the Bishop of Old that their fate was already written. But with it done, there's nothing stopping fate to strike once more.

The Lamb could feel it in the air, in the bones. Perhaps the crown had allowed them to feel the presence of an end. And theirs was soon to arrive.

Perhaps Narinder still had hope, that their weapon could return after their sacrifice. That the Lamb could be kept by his side and that of his kits. Yet the Lamb knew better than to rely on only hope.

The Lamb's heart was full, of love for who is now considered family to them. For Narinder, Aym and Baal. And for them, The Lamb would do it. Sacrificing their life for their freedom. For the kits to finally see the world the Lamb has told them so much about. For Narinder to feel the rain against their fur once more.

With a resolve of steel, the Lamb is ready, in an outfit they've carefully curated for their last moment. Perhaps it is full of old memories; inspired by any remaining traditions of the sheepfolk who will soon vanish with the Lamb. Maybe something akin to marriage; as they have accepted that they would never see the day of their own and that the freedom of their loves should be the happiest day of their life.

With a sad smile, the Lamb dedicate their death to the three person who fills their heart with love. Ripping it from their chest and crushing it; letting the large amount of devotion they had for their God, and the Red Crown, float back to its rightful owner. The Lamb swore they heard the screams of Aym and Baal, calling for the first time their Baba. They could feel a pang tug and their heart, even if no longer in their chest; never knowing before how much they longed for the both of them to see the Lamb like a parent.

Their weapon discarded, both kits rushed to the Lamb's side, begging, pleading for them to not leave; grasping at the Lamb's ever colder body.

Maybe in a moment of clarity, The One Who Waits sheds their gargantuan form for that of a more reasonable one. They are silent, whirlwind of thoughts and emotions flying through their head yet they chose to ignore most; going straight for the Lamb. Tears already flowing unbeknownst to him. Maybe they were the Crown's.

It's kinda funny, the Lamb never thought they would had been able to hold Narinder in their arms fully; yet even in this form he is as beautiful as the day they first met him. The Lamb smile softly at him, barely hearing him talk about promises to bring them back, cursing himself for his greed and his stubbornness, that he shouldn't had ignored his feelings when really the only thing he now desired was fading infront of him.

Maybe, just maybe, the Lamb can reach for a goodbye kiss. Not the one they had dreamed of, but it was their last chance before vanishing into the same ashes that covers the entirety of Narinder's realm; leaving now three black cat free, yet so cold and alone.

THIS IS AMAZING WHAT THE HECK. ALSO HOW ARE YOU IN MY HEAD (adding the angst art first in case people don't wanna read my lore dump lol)

Like Anthea WOULD have died had Narinder not let slip just how much he cared about them. He didn’t confess his love-he wasn't ready to do so just yet, but upon seeing the lamb break down in the ruins of their home village shortly before they'd started on Silk Cradle, seeing them finally let all the years of grief and anger and guilt take over and swear that no matter what they’d get him and the kits out-that while they couldn’t save their family they would save his even if that meant their death, in the ‘good’ ending sort of speak (which yeah has the betrayal but it leads both to grow and eventually be happy again), he tells them no-that freedom isn’t worth it without the lamb leaving the gateway alongside the twins and himself. He would not accept any outcome that didn't have them by his side.

Having spent their whole life giving up things for others, Narinder essentially saying he’d give up his freedom, the thing he wanted most, for them was what made the lamb want to try and have a future. Because here was someone who wanted Anthea by his side because he cared for them, and they realized they wanted that too. It's why in the good end Anthea starts weaving a courtship sash for Narinder, because while they didn't bet on his feelings being romantic, that admission was what made them realize they'd long fallen in love, and it was the one thing they could do to show just how much those words meant to them. A promise in return to be by his side as well in whatever way he'd have them. A promise to live.

Had Narinder held his tongue and not given into the impulse to say ‘no’, or had he instead told the lamb that their fate was to die, then Anthea would have laid their life down one last time. They might've realized they'd fallen in love sometime before that, but the desire to see their beloved and their children free would've outweigh the desire to be 'selfish' and want to be free with them.

5 chains bound the god they’d grown to love, and though 4 were linked to his siblings the 5th metaphysical one could only be unlocked by the sacrifice of a devout heart. It had been Shamura’s final failsafe. They knew that Narinder may be able to kill the bishops in his rage, but had counted on him never finding someone willing to sacrifice themselves like that.

But the main theme of Crimson Angel is expressing your feelings, and in the bad end, neither Anthea or Narinder learn to do so. Narinder keeps his love close to his chest, while Anthea loves the one way they know how-through sacrifice.

So yeah thank you for the fic and I shall now add it to the little metaphorical trinket box of ‘fanart/gifts to look at in awe'

[critterbitter]

Do you think you'll draw the nimbasa trio catching their first Pokemon that's not their starter on their journey?

Definitely! It’s just a matter of getting there, haha. I am but one vaguely man shaped blob with a hyperfixation. Mortal needs like sleep and hand pains stop me from vomiting every brain idea I have.

I actually got this question multiple times, so to answer! I am not going to be drawing the nimbasa trio getting another pokemon until their late teens unless a brainworm strikes. (So no new pokemon during the current snapshot series haha.)

Why?

From a canon perspective, well:

Most npc trainers you meet on route have 2-4 pokemon, so I’m gonna try to keep within that amount until the trio settles in Nimbasa and have the revenue/space to upkeep a full pokemon team.

From a meta perspective, wellllll:

Another caught pokemon means character development, and I, ah... right now, I just wanna draw a candle, a zebra, and an eel. I love painting. But fitting seven or more characters on a canvas is, er… Make me draw more guys and I’ll melt like a vanniluxe on a summer day.

If people are curious for some pokemon headcannons though (note that this is not canon— pokemon gave me a puddle of information, so I’m taking the shovel to dig an ocean.)

- ingo saw a colony of dwebble collecting rocks while in the desert, and he’s been enamored ever since. He’s been trying to convince a dwebble to join his team for a while. Unfortunately, Ingo’s very excited and dwebble are naturally shy. (It doesn’t help that litwick can get mean when jealous.)

- emmet loves double battles and teams up with a lot of wild pokemon— but he doesn’t click with anybody until much further in the future. Me thinks his expectations are a tad too high from having such a good start with tynamo. He’s worked with multiple growlithes and thinks Helping Hand is the coolest shit ever.

- emmet’s first “caught” pokemon would be archen. More like “lab grown” and “lovingly hatched”, but it’s the thought that counts. Thinking once again about squab archen…

- elesa found her two emolga in the trash. She was going to release them after fostering, but got attached.

For future plans:

(The pokemon the twins live with and are officially part of the team (named at what stage the twins meet them! Note that everybody becomes fully evolved at somepoint.)

Ingo— litwick, dwebble, drillbur, and axew.

Emmet— tynamo, archen(lint roller), joltik, and durant.

They also have pokemon coworkers that don’t live with them, but agree to help in battles for exp and wages— kliklank twins, garbadore, shelmet and karablast, boldore (atlas), and gurdur)

And for our favorite electric gym leader:

Elesa— blitzle, the emolga twins (em and molga), stunfisk, mareep

(She has pokemon coworkers Eelektross (eela), zebrastrika (motorbreak), and Galvulanta (Lanta) who have a similar set up to the twins— the pokemon agree to work with Elesa for exp and wages, but otherwise have their own lives.)

(Fun headcanon: pokemon who are raised by humans tend to keep human nicknames. It’s not always the case, but it’s a common enough trend for research studies.)

[thisisaname-whatahappyname]

hmm i usually focus on one song at a time so let me list some song thats have been Looping lately >:D

1) goodluck, babe! by chappel ronan (<- my most recent obsession)

2) orange show speed way - lizzy mcaplaine

3) 2 dumb kids - levent geiger (and i hope well meet again some sunny day <3)

4) the grudge -olivia rodrigo

5) too close - sir chloe

Tagged by @singinprincess thank you <33

post 5 songs you’re loving right now

attached to you by fletcher

pretending by fletcher

love is a... by pvris

dream girl evil by florence + the machine

old wounds by pvris

no pressure tags 🏷️: @onetrainscifi @drewsaturday @leftlanden @serpentstyles @mildly-okay @thistableforone @ruthiesrambles2 and anyone else who wants to do it!