#the seer brainworms

[mantarobin]

every rr episode I just tap my foot and go "can I make this about seer"

Look at my son how could you hate him

[skell3]

Mage's Ball

Just a little blurb I did for @occudo 's fantasy AU thing. My writing isn't like... flowery or anything, but it at least put down the start of a brainworm THIS comic gave me. There's more to it but like. I'm really bad at being able to continue/finish fics (I do better at RP) so this is what you get.

It was the middle of the ball, and Tim had been left on his own. By choice, mind you, but he still wasn’t particularly happy about it. Sir Timothy Stoker, knight to Mage Sasha James, had come along to keep an eye on his charge and perhaps… well. He didn’t entirely know what he was expecting, but it wasn’t this. Sasha focused on… Jonathan Sims and his knight, Martin Blackwood. Focused, and chatting so animated about their latest trials and tribulations in the aftermath of the Prentiss incident. Tim was not pleased, and therefore he was incredibly distracted. 

“A knight without his mage- that’s a rare sight. Did they abandon you?” A deep, smooth voice croons in on the knight from nearby.

“My lady can chat without my help.” Tim turns to see who was addressing him, only to find another Mage. “I don’t see a knight by your side either, Lord-” “Delano.” Gerry removed the sheer fabric that had been covering his head to better view this pouting guardian. 

Standing at attention, Tim reached for the mage’s hand to draw the back of it to his lips in greeting. “Sir Stoker. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” His eyes fell to the fabric at the mage’s waist, only for his eyes to be guided up to the bared skin of his chest. Lord Delano had a considerable amount of tattoos; eyes decorated his skin all the way up to the collar at his throat. 

“Likewise,” Gerry responds, smiling at the display. His eyes traced over the knight for possibly the sixth time this evening, having noticed him earlier in the evening. “I never felt the need to employ a bodyguard for myself- way too much work if you ask me.” Pale gaze lifting, it seems like his interest has yet to bring his eyes back up from his chest, and he sighs in amusement. “Also- my eyes are up here, Sir Stoker.”

“With all due respect, they are also down there, my lord.” Tim couldn’t help but find himself mesmerized by them, among… other things. This was a fancy ball and somehow Lord Delano managed to get away with having so much skin exposed. It was daring, it showed off his nature as a Seer Mage, and it was… well. Distracting. Very distracting. Finally, he manages to tear his eyes away from ink and look back up to the other man with a flush across his cheeks. “I think you’re the only one who got away with going casual,” he jokes with a smile. 

“Casual?” The response comes with laughter, Gerry lifting a hand to cover his smile briefly as he turns to glance around the room. He notices Stoker doing the same, and together they take in all the grandeur of the Winter Mage’s Ball. “That would mean some of those here are a bit over-dressed, wouldn’t you think?” The knight’s own lady was in quite a gown, and he watches with a smile as she laughs and converses with her two current companions. He catches the eye of the shorter mage over there, and enjoys the rather disgruntled look he gets out of it. “Want to get away from here for a little bit?” Tim had been distracted again, both to try and not openly ogle at Lord Delano again, but also because those three looked like they were having quite a good time. Over-dressed? His gaze manages to move away to fluffy dresses and gents looking so prim and proper. Plenty to look at, nothing to see. Hearing the laughter, he looked back at the trio just about when Gerry spoke up again. “E-Excuse me?!” Tim sputters, turning to stare at the taller man. Gerry offers him a smile, and then a hand. “My rented quarters aren’t too far, and it looks like she’s well entertained. There are guards posted everywhere and the room is full of mages. I think she is quite safe, and I’ll admit you have me feeling a little under-dressed.” Tim’s eyes are roaming again, but fortunately it was more than just at his chest. He watches the man sputter again, trying to find words for what he wanted, only to get a- “...give me a second, please. If you would?” Tim has to check in at least once, and that was probably the quickest shuffle he has made to Sasha’s side outside of danger. A quick conversation, with no small amount of glaring from Lord Sims, and Lord Delano gets gestured to. More conversation happens, and Lady James nods her head and offers the other Seer Mage a polite bow before returning to her conversation. Tim returned to Gerry’s side shortly after, offering him a bow of his own. “My services are yours for the evening, My Lord.”

“Well. I’m going to have to get you to say that a few more times while I have you, then,” Gerry muses. He beckons for Stoker to follow, turning to head for the exit doors that would lead them outside. “Come along, then, Sir Stoker.”

[neocaridinas]

fighting 3000 internal battles rn trying to resist the urge to make my url prophet/seer/oracle themed ... the brainworms are worming

[cattafang-the-third]

hello fandomstuck people, i have brainworms again and now roomy has siblings. i've had ideas for cy, sammy, and sig for a while but i wasn't sure whether to make them full on characters or have em be puppets due to how much the fandoms for these 4 overlap since they're made by the same creator. these designs are subject to change but i think i have a solid base for how i want these 4 to look.

classpect-wise, i know roomy's a prince of mind and that sammy's a seer of doom, cy would prolly be a blood player (not sure about her class tho?), and sig would be either time or void (again, not sure what his class would be)

i'll (hopefully) write more about these guys soon, and maybe get some more finalized designs for these guys as well

[player-1]

Sorry in advance for the sudden jumpscare in the Nexomon fanbase (or my dash rn), but I really needed to get this brainworm out of my head here:

The teaser for Nexomon 3 already came out a while ago, but I was giddy enough to know that the theme of old characters/concepts from the previous games returning is still going strong here. Especially with the importance of witches and seers from the Abyssals DLC; since they were supposed to help predict when the Abyssals will strike back and share knowledge on their behaviors and weaknesses to future generations...And now in a undisclosed amount of time, the bloodline was being destroyed until there's barely anything left.

Of course, it's not like the Abyssals picked them off, but something or someone that is completely unknown to the people of Aurelian/Aurelia(?) (and congrats on VEWO for finally making a region name) both past and present. And I know that it's way too early to speculate on who that might be, but given the current track record in bringing back old characters for some much-needed vengeance is a definite must for the series. You know...like Metta and Leah?

Major rant/theory dump below cause I have no way to explain this normally.

Metta's a obvious pick since, as far as Nexomon 1 is aware, he should be dead after his Omnicron revival stunt, but he's not. He wasn't in the Netherworld when the MC went through their Doom arc and revisited Omnicron's kids in their Nightmares, you only got to see his Nexomon form post-dlc, his real name only mentioned once, and he even has a joke headstone in Extinction playing with the idea that he might still be around somewhere in the world (so 1 million post-Ulzar and N1, 1 thousand-ish years old N:E + however long until N3 starts). I mean, Omnicron's kids are effectively immortal (and Solus too), so who's to say he's been playing the extremely long game in gaining the upper hand? They have a legitimate reason to take the reins as Omnicron's heir, after all, and he would've been incredibly pissed if he was completely overshadowed by his surprise niece/nephew instead of following a typical hierarchy.

As for Leah, it's a bit iffy on her part since she might've Digi-died before the MC battles Vaithe/Vados (and Malk mercing the entire program in a blaze of glory), but data can still be recovered, right? Like sure, 95% of the Micromon database was destroyed in Extinction from the Drakes (as mentioned by Amelie and Logan in the dlc), and only the Chaos Quartet were left over...But that's not the case. 29 Nexomon from N1 were somehow revived on Precursor Island (6 of them being Micromon related), yet there's no real answer on how that was possible. Not to mention the possible hint that Leah's the only one who can control all four Chaos 'mon, even with the possible upgrades, so it wouldn't be more of a coincidence that she comes back somehow to complete the set (and possibly be Metta's confidant/overseer since she definitely has the look, mask or no mask).

And circling back to the step up with Nexomon 3 being 3D like Pokemon Arceus or Breath of the Wild (crossing my fingers on it still being different from them), I'm kinda curious if they're going to show the Omnicron fam transform into their Nexomon forms, Solus and Omnisun included. It will definitely be a pain in the butt to animate, sure, but it also got me thinking about how Metta works with a human form since he's just a glass ball and a bunch of ribbons. I'm personally hammering in the idea that he just a bag of air in the shape of a human (minus the head for his main body) and possibly circulates element-based energy though it to fake it till he makes it (Fire for body heat, Mineral for "bones", Water for "blood", Wind for circulation, Electric/Nature for a passable heartbeat, and Normal...well, to look normal). And methinks that when he finally does the big reveal that it's not with a giant flash of light or a massive wave of energy, but it's slow and unnerving as his body just unravels apart. Skin slowly peeling away to show nothing underneath, ribbons pale white but the ends colored with attributes of long past, and the only thing physical about him is the glass sphere where his skull should be, just staring with chiseled-on eyes at his soon-to-be enemies...And then the real nightmare starts trying to fight something so small but so so powerful that will definitely put his siblings to shame. -Oh yeah, and Byeol. They definitely need to come back, but they're the one that does the flashy introductions and stuff. They have that kind of energy to me.

But if that isn't final boss material (or second to final), than I have no idea what is. Anyway, rant over. Thank you for your patience and stuff :)

[screechingkroh]

hi simping anon again (i don't even have anything, my brainworms just working with my sole braincell)

demons working overtime to get macaque's attention? i'm working harder to keep his attention on me, i want to hold his hand q-q

Demons can try to catch his attention but currently Macaque is dead set on Seer.

Not romantically (yet)

He just wants to make sure they don’t use whatever secrets they have on him against him. Romantic views won’t come until later because that man needs proof that Seer won’t kill him (side eye Wukong)

[tickfleato]

in case anyone is wondering who these freaks are:

all the greys in white are part of an AI hivemind thing (think ancillary justice style) called "undermoon", and specifically the unmasked ones are part of undermoon's sub-brain, eclipse. sub-brains tend to have slightly different personalities and preferences, the other two are from tide & albedo and showcase different fashion. the individual grey bodies are called 'seers' and the hiveminds are called 'overseers'.

the short stylish grey is nixie, an exile from the empire who lives with myzo (fibsharks)

the tall grey in black is enen, who is sort of the main character of the story i have going for greyworld. they're an ex-mech pilot and they have many, many things wrong with them

the dark grey myzo is unnamed, they're stationmaster of an important space station where a lot of things happen in the story.

the shorter yellow myzo is named chesse and they're on a mixed-species pirate crew. they are a very unremarkable person and it's unclear how they ended up as a pirate

the red/brown myzo is sorsha and they're part of the same crew as chesse. they're an absolute bastard with a mysterious past (the clipped fins and neck scar suggest that they should have a brainworm but they don't)

aaaand lastly the black and white myzo is eel and they're one of nixie's friends

the real reason i make character refs is so i can play with pngs like dolls on my height chart

[spacetravels]

elinaib . *applause*

[vanityloves]

i think its funny that the first aspect i got was 'mind'. like i dont know shit what are you talking ab 🥴.

[dreaminpetals]

this idea has been giving me slight brainworms so here it is: eli getting intimate with his s/o and instead of moaning their name he moans out gertrude's name then the fallout that follows

🗯 eli moans gertrude's name by accident . . .

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♡ eli had been suspiciously forward with you today, clinging to you and grinding on you ever so slightly when he had the chance.

♡ he didn't budge when you asked what was wrong, all he did was pull you closer, remove his blindfold, and plead with his eyes for you to help him somehow.

♡ several failed attempts at deciphering what was bothering him lead to you palming him through his nightwear, butterfly kisses being planted down his neck and to his shoulder where you nuzzled the soft flesh. he was leaning into your touch, his pained whines from earlier being replaced with pleased, desperate ones.

♡ once you tugged his pants down his thighs, the chilly night air hitting between his legs pulled a hiss from his lips.

♡ "ahhh...hnnn...gertrude..." broke your reverie in an instant.

♡ gertrude.

♡ his fiancé before arriving at the manor.

♡ the woman he told you not to worry about, because he only has eyes for you now.

♡ you flinched where you sat and retracted your hands, only for eli to grab them and attempt to shift them back to his lap.

♡ "gertrude, pl-please... don't go..."

♡ he did it a second time?

♡ you assumed he must be playing a prank on you, but he seemed so genuine. so at peace as the thoughts of gertrude got him off. you felt tears brim at your eyes as you shouted that you weren't gertrude and that he had to leave right now.

♡ when your voice pierced his ears, his eyes widened in shock. his entire face went beet red as he blubbered out apologies and hiked his pants back up. the furious look in your eye wracked shivers down eli's spine, he knew there was no going back from what he had done.

♡ you shook with sobs as thoughts of not being good enough for eli pulsed through your head. he attempted to rest a reassuring hand on your shoulder but was chased out by two grief-stricken words: "just go."

♡ for the next few days, eli repeatedly tried to pull you aside in the manor to speak with you, or he had someone else ask you to see him. you rejected their advances. eli chose between you and gertrude that night. he chose her.

♡ letters delivered by victor piled up at your doorstep. naib couldn't rescue you without urging you to see eli. norton couldn't heal you without mentioning how the seer has a broken heart.

♡ eli was a good man, you wanted to spend the rest of your life with him, but you couldn't handle being in gertrude's shadow. how many times has he almost moaned her name? when his voice was muffled by a pillow, has he said it then? in his sleep? when you walked away did he call out a 'bye gertrude'?

♡ when he looked at you, did he even see you? or did he see her?

♡ the girls of the manor were the ones who had your back (even if reader isnt fem). when you vented to them about eli, they nodded in pained understanding and invited you to their girls nights.

♡ the only one who didn't agree with the pack was patricia. she told you a story while decoding. when she was little and lost her mother, she would constantly call her adopted mother the name of her birth mother by accident. it didn't mean she preferred her birth mother, just that she missed her.

♡ patricia also informed you that while picking herbs, she saw eli distraught at the manor's outdoor fountain. she told you it was unusual for the seer to be this crestfallen and inconsolable, even if you were seething you should still check in on him.

♡ mike overheard your conversation and told you he occasionally refers to his teammates as his costars from the hullabaloo circus, it's just motor memory and your brain not thinking straight. like how someone swears when the hunter knocks them down, you don't think about swearing. it just happens. he didn't know eli that well but he had always thought you two were a brilliant couple and wanted you to thrive.

♡ you agreed to see him, a pang of guilt hitting your heart as you thought about the condition eli was in. maybe you were too harsh.

♡ exiting the manor at night and heading to the fountain, you heard the distant sound of sniffling. it was eli, slumped over on the fountain holding an echo. he tossed it in the water to make a wish.

♡ "i wish that... y/n has a wonderful life, surrounded with love, even if i blew my chance. i just want her to be happy."

♡ eli's voice raspy from crying broke your heart in two. you silently took a seat beside him, dipping your hands in the cool water.

♡ a gasp fell from his lips when he saw you. your eyes met his blindfolded ones. his lips were stretched into a tight line as he thought of what to say to you. pulling down his blindfold, he revealed to you that his eyes were bloodshot and damp from tears.

♡ "...it was her birthday," eli croaked out. "i wasn't projecting, i promise you can't be compared to her, i was just... stressed, thinking about how she'd be alone." he couldn't dare to look at you. "i hope you'll forgive me."

♡ your words caught in your throat and your mind went straight to your conversation with patricia and mike. your boyfriend wanted to be intimate with you so he'd forget something stressful that was eating away at him and you made him think he'd lost a lover again... you felt like a jerk. "i promise it's okay eli, i'm sorry for blowing up."

♡ he perked up at your answer. "y-your reaction was reasonable, don't apologize... now, are we still..?" he made a heart shape with his hands that made you weak in the knees.

♡ pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek and feeling his breath hitch, you smiled with your lips on his skin. "we are, i'd never want to leave you. i've got you eli, always and forever," his cheeks burnt underneath yours. pulling away, he grabbed your wrist like he did when the incident first happened.

♡ "don't go y/n... i can think of a way to make everything up to you."

[fullmetal-scar-simping]

Sharing catman's quality tags:

#i want to type my tjoughts on this ship - how it actuqlly makes sense and how Dante probably loathes Sloth for taking Hoenhiem from her and

#in some way she finds pleasure in the fact that Sloth now finds herself to be the same/similar inhuman monster Hoenheim thought Dante and#her son (envy) was#and abandonded them for

#the ironics of th3 situation. And Sloth probably sees Dante as a master#a boss she cant disobey - a boss she wouldnt disobey because she has no reason to do so. i think Sloth would think of her abuse as a comfort

#in the sense that like

#“im not a human - so this must be what i deserve and therefore ill allow myself to get treated like this by the only person who i can deem#trusthworthy“

#or something???

#im not very good at ship analysis#but i like this ship now#you gave me brain worms RAHH

Your analysis is solid! And you're welcome for the brainworms (it's my purpose, to spread them like a plague 😌). The way these two orbit each other's respective familial collapse, and an almost mutual-monstrosity (with Dante genuinely being the truly horrid of the two) is a biiiiig draw for this ship imo.

For me, there's more:

The manipulation begins as soon as she finds Sloth dragging her broken new body behind the home Trisha once called her own. The confusion and sheer physical agony that Sloth had to have been in; barely able to ambulate, unable to communicate or assess the situation, in the darkness of a rainy night, frighteningly alone, every moment is seering pain:

And in comes Dante.

The first human in her scant few hours of existence to look upon her without revulsion. She offers aid, shelter, and she knows who is responsible for making her this way. Dante can articulate the source of Sloth's waking horror, and that feels like as good of an approximation of emotional resonance as Sloth has ever experienced. She's a pit of depression but this knowledgeable woman takes her in! And Dante would readily grind the facts of Sloth's tragic mis-creation into the homunculus while coating it in the veneer of tender faux-sympathy. Both out of her own sick, hateful shadenfreude as well as further planting the seed of Sloth's rejection of Trisha's children. Not because Sloth would have otherwise embraced them had it not been for Dante, but rather I think the mess of jumbled, tattered memories that were imparted onto her from Ed and Al (or that came with Trisha's soul; really depends on interpretation here) would form the rich soil of her disposition; Dante merely cultivates into a thriving garden. Sloth senses that those children have severely and permanently rejected her, wanted something or someone of her, and almost as soon as she was made into being they abandoned her. So Dante preys on this.

I also see it as: Sloth's rescue and eventual reformation into a functional humanoid physiology would tender her towards Dante. And Dante's a sicko who will not pass up the opportunity (perhaps mere novelty) of toying with her. Each step of her recovery and that feigned kindness Dante provides comes with metaphoric jabs against Sloth. That she owes Dante everything, that she's becoming such a pretty thing but is still a lowly homunculus, do you remember the pathetic relationship the woman you can never be had? The children that woman raised? Did that man ever care about you when he would so easily leave you behind (Dante keeping to herself the smug sneer of "He was with me longer, but I didn't break apart when he left either). You're a fraud: but doesn't it feel good when she brushes Sloth's hair? Cups her nearly-formed cheek? Strokes her newly healed shoulders? Smiles at her while congratulating her on her progress with each feeding, all while commenting on how 'animal' she finds Sloth's desperate devouring of those red stones. Sloth intuits that this should be humiliating but she finds no urge to rebuke what feels like (warped) affection. It's a poison she will passively allow into herself if it means Dante will keep her under her wing.

As a character Dante feels like an abusive monster adept at pressure cooking people into the roles she wants from them. Sloth doesn't care for having a purpose generally, but pleasing Dante gives her something that fills the abyssal ennui. She crumbles under the weight of what should have been, what once was. And since Dante despises Trisha, it feels like it fits into Sloth's refusal of Trisha as well.

I see Dante almost keeping Sloth as a prize. A win against Hohenheim. And with Sloth's ever-acquiescent demeanour, with the way Sloth will allow whatever Dante feels like doing (in general, to her, at her, against her, 'for' her) while still showing the subtlest signs of sorrow when Dante pushes the homunculus' depressive buttons too hard (but Sloth will still bend to her will without question or rebuke, such a good plaything she is) how could she not find sick satisfaction in treasuring* Sloth?

(*Treasuring meant in the most objectifying sense of the word.)

And how that all eventually clashes with Lust's growing sense of self-possession and eventual rebellion? The odd 'bond' Sloth and Lust formed prior to that, and how Sloth views not only Lust's immutable spine, but how that insults Dante in Sloth's eyes? Ouuughh! 🤌

It's utterly fucked~

TOXIC. YURI.

[color-palettes]

Kitty Brainworms - Submitted by meowstic-seer-of-the-future

#F08C32 #C0D96C #1E5422 #9B5A2E #A26FC4

[hyper-juice]

it appears i have been tagged by the lovely @roxasboxas to unveil my myriad wips, since only a third of them ever see ao3 anyway,,,,

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

.....i’m not gonna tag anyone. i have way too many wips. and i dont know fic authors on tumblr,,,

behold! my working titles! because most of my draft titles are horrendously stupid. sorted by fandom.

witch’s heart:

why so sirius (this one is... old. about room assignments)

desu2:

coworkers, of sorts (posted as a snippet on this blog once, has seen revision since... the sequel to ping i never finished)

loz:

history makes the record stutter (first two chapters are done.. chapter three: the horse girl link agenda)

t4t (written at 2am mainly, what if zelda and link were both trans <3)

lord of heroes:

imagine a dragon (avillon and dragon hcs, coupled with outside perspective on lord)

isekai astrid (what it says on the tin)

kingdom hearts:

two introverts and a really weird cat (yes yes my longest fic. newest chapter in the works: lea and vanitas talk)

sora’s mom deserves the world (good boys.odt (tiarwc) verse canon backstory to the convoluted oc i made of sora’s mom)

crack theory (the one where riku is related to a certain someone we all know and loathe)

data boy shenanigans (good boys.odt verse prequel to how data sora & riku escaped the computer)

one step behind for every step ahead / bad man does stuff for life (potential sequel to the seer sora fic that went nowhere because i dont know where i’d even take it)

genshin impact:

chars with mommy issues volume 1 (klee and albedo both have very similar issues)

chars with mommy issues volume 2 (rhinedottir causes problems and fixes some of them)

benny’s adventure team bonanza (the bennett + chongyun team up i posted a prologue of once)

azure striker gunvolt:

vs falcons / gunvolt brainworms (falcon character studies. i got two of em done! a miracle)

cyborgs vs superheroes / gunvolt brainrot (the bnha x laix fic i never continued but still have ideas for even if i dont rlly care abt bnha anymore)

alas i’ve lost the horrendously edgy bad end asg2 copen fic. be glad.

feel free to ask abt my oc verse also it lives in my brain so much. like just in general. shapeshifting idiot and runaway demon cause shenanigans trying to solve god’s messy divorce.

some of these are files on my laptop. some of these are notepad pages on my phone. some of these are notepad pages in a miniature notepad in my pencil case. quality depends.

[sora-of-uranus]

I'm feeling you, I understand completely. Also that mention of seers having vampiric origins has created a brainworm in my head omg I need to go do some fucking research

Okay so Ethan drank the Supernatural all cure and he was still a seer after, I feel like this tells us something but I can't quite articulate what right now

[arrowheadedbitch]

That one is actually from a video i really like! It's a super cool theory

The theory is that the great great grandfather Jesse mentions in the movie was actually part of Jesse's troupe and had a child with a woman as a vampire and that's why Ethan is a seer and also why his blood is H Deficient out of no where because really why is some random teen in the middle of Canada chilling with this crazy rare blood anyway

It's sick, you should check it out

And it gave me brainworms the first time I saw it too lol

Okay so Ethan drank the Supernatural all cure and he was still a seer after, I feel like this tells us something but I can't quite articulate what right now