#a minor brainrot has occured

[snippit-crickit]

some sketchy little treats for the ultrakill community,,,,,,,

i found a sticker from 2012, i need to preserve these kinds of fossils

fun gestures

#ive been catching up with the p-ranks #a minor brainrot has occured #ULTRAKILL #gabriel #V1 #gabriel ultrakill #dragonfly v1 #bug #insect #sketches

[sweeterhoni]

i hate it when my brain functions differently when i'm in class, also, a snippet of a wip that's based on this brainrot

non-idol au . childhood friend!jake x afab!reader . R18 MINORS DNI!

a/n: this is suggestive. this isn't like me but this.. phew i need to breathe before writing more

before reading more, this fic is mixed with a religious theme and i'm so sorry bc this might just be straight blasphemy 🙇‍♀️ .

jake never knew what changed, you stayed nearly the same so there wasn’t much to highlight on you. jake never paid attention to you, he grew up with you and maybe that was enough to justify his distance. but was it? or maybe that became his favorite excuse to use when people keep asking why the two of you weren’t stuck together.

but what made him come up with excuses? what made him distant? what changed? – these were all the questions that pondered his mind. jake doesn’t have any answers despite this ‘operation: stay away from y/n’ has been going on for months. he just knew he had to have his distance when he felt himself getting hard around you.

it wasn’t hard. thanking your faith and focus in your religion to an extent where he started to attend church services again, but you were there. you were always there, and maybe his quick glances to your direction were enough to satisfy the torture he’s been putting himself through. but did he really have to go out of his way to attend your services when sunday was his only free day?

jake was a star in your university. people drool over him, they devour him and he indulges in it. you once joked he almost acted too similar to an incubus who feeds off the sexual energy from people, and he laughed and rebutted with “maybe that’s why you never felt anything sexual? is it? because i’m a, quote on quote, incubus?”

and ever since that day, jake could never put you out of his mind. you were devouring him unknowingly.

﹉﹉﹉

it was a sunday.

jake suited up, wearing his white long sleeve polo shirt that perfectly hugged his broad shoulders. he tucked it in his grey slacks, defining the inverted triangle shape he hides under sportswear and his uniform. it always felt like a sin to show up to the church subtly flexing every woman’s dream but does he still have any shame? when his mind defines lust when you show up in your dress that reminds a nun. you were always picked to pray for any services, requiring you to wear the white dress and veil the ‘baby nuns’ wear.

seeing you in it, jake always wanted to start a religion. a religion where you praise him, and devote to him the same way you devote to christianity. it wasn’t like him at all to have these sudden urges that just revolve around you, his life was soccer and academics– but you were becoming a part of it if you won’t stop whatever this is.

he was an hour earlier, just in time to watch you pray.

he wanted to defile you right then and there when you kneeled, your eyes closed, and your head perfectly angled as if you were doing this for the entirety of your life. he struggle to sit properly when you show no struggles in kneeling upright with your head bowed, and with the way the veil only shows a bit of your well-kept hair, jake knew he had to keep himself from acting out the events playing in his head.

he wasn’t even praying, all he did was fantasize about you.

a half of an hour passed, and he watched when you rose with ease. jake had his eyes fixated on you, it mesmerized him when you didn’t wince from kneeling that long and oh did he want you kneeling before him. he ached to see you be obedient when it wasn’t for him.

he wanted to shrug off these thoughts, maybe the praises were getting to him, but maybe it’s just you when these same thoughts never occur towards anyone else. he sinned again. you were his childhood friend, both of you grew up following the same religion, you were too religious and it would physically hurt him if he continue to think of you in that light but it just felt right.

“jake?” thank god then for your calming voice who snapped him out of the trance. “yes?” he replied, masking the lust he now clearly feels for you, “are you alright?” he was. he was alright before all these thoughts come to him, now he wasn’t. he watched how your lips rested in a pout, waiting for his answer with furrowed brows that show worry “of course, why wouldn’t i be?”

jake realised how he might have looked when fixating on you, not an ounce of guilt in his body as he chased a high.

“your brows were furrowed, it looked as if they’ll be sewn together.” you spoke with worry laced in your voice, you watched as he drew in a sharp breath. you figured he was just worried for the captain tryouts next week, so you nodded in understanding “ah! nevermind, you might be too worried for next week’s tryouts, but i’ll cheer you on jakey!”

and there it is.

even if you never tainted dirt, you were sultry. the way you said his childhood nickname felt as if it was the last straw, he had to get out of there. he had to get away from you. so he shamelessly used it as an excuse to leave, leaving you a pat on the head– “you’re right, you were always so bright my dove! i have to go, there’s an unscheduled practice today, be a good girl. for me, okay?“ and oblivious to the second meaning, you nodded your head.

“i’ve always been a good girl, for you and for the church.”

that left him hanging. it was true that you were always good, you were the epitome of an angel. some even call you that when you turn your back, you were always good. you were too innocent.

and it drives him insane how you agree to everything he says. it drives him insane how easy you comply to him. jake just wanted you, and if he wanted– you would already be in his bed but it all felt wrong when he caught sight of the pastor the two of you grew up with.

“i’ll go then. i’ll see you on wednesday, and wear the jersey i gave you, alright? that can be your way of cheering me on.” of course it was just another excuse to drive people away from you. he wanted you to wear it as it acted like a silent agreement, albeit one-sided, that you were only his to devour.

#enhypen hard hours #enhypen #enhypen smut #jake x reader #jake sim #jake sim smut #jake smut

[dustofthedailylife]

"A Dream Of You"

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Summary: Dreams were something the citizens of Sumeru didn't know for a long time. Alhaitham was one of the ones who has never experienced dreams either. So when he experiences it for the first time he is conflicted. Because he dreams of you.

Pairings: Alhaitham x (gn!) Reader

Tags: fluff, pining, a bit suggestive but SFW, minor Sumeru Archon quest spoilers, Alhaitham is whipped for you and doesn't want to admit it

A/N: Whoops, well this was meant to be a short brainrot, now it turned into an entire one-shot/drabble. Either way, hope you enjoy ♡

As soon as the Akasha no longer functioned many people in Sumeru experienced dreams for the first time in their entire life.

Magical and beautiful imagery comes to life through the synapses of our brains; telling us entertaining, romantic, disturbing, frightening, or sometimes bizarre tales. They feel so magical one could be inclined to mistake them for reality as they often seem to portray exactly what our hearts yearn for.

Alhaitham is no stranger to the concept. He knows about dreams. He has read about them a plethora of times in books and manuscripts before. But they were no more than that - tales. Records of people who've experienced them firsthand before.

He finds the concept intriguing but given the fact that he and everyone else in Sumeru were unable to dream before, he hardly wasted any time thinking or researching about them. Maybe he was too rational for it as well. He's not the type of person who has his head up in the clouds all day. He prefers living in the present and dealing with matters he actually needs to deal with instead of ones he doesn't.

At least that is what he thought before he dreamt for the first time.

And he dreamt of you. Of your warm lips molding against his, your hands tangled in his hair and roaming across his body, bodies pressed flush against each other. His arm around your waist, your mouths waging a passionate war of shared breaths and tasting every inch of skin. Both of you; lost in the moment, love blooming deep within the core of your hearts and taking root.

And then he wakes up.

A thin sheen of sweat covers his forehead. His skin feels damp. The sound of his own heart resonates loudly inside his ears and it feels like his head is swimming.

Still drowsy and next to himself he sits up in his bed and cards through his gray locks. He doesn't know what happened and has no rational explanation for it at first. Until it occurs to him that this must have been one of those dreams he read about.

Just why had it been you who appeared in it?

He knows you from the Akademiya. He sometimes sees you in the library or walking down the halls of his Darshan. He has never actively sought out conversations with you though. He kept a safe distance, only throwing glances at you from time to time. Noticing the way your lips curve when you smile, the sound of your voice smooth like silken sheets. He doesn't know why he has grown so addicted to your imagery but decided to stay away for his own sake, as the feelings in his chest when he was near you were beyond any rational explanation.

He brushes it off as his mind playing tricks on him and that there are no possible rational explanations for dreams and the feelings they invoke.

But this wasn't the last dream he had of you.

Every night his mind shows him the same imagery of you, pinned underneath him, your head resting on the plush pillows on his bed, his hands caressing every inch of your skin, tongues in a fervent battle with each other.

It felt so real. The yearning in his chest grows bigger with every dream about you up to the point he actively starts to avoid you when he sees you during the day. He longs to go to sleep every night, secretly hoping he gets to see you again, feel you again. And every time he wakes up again, asking himself if what he experiences is normal. But he had no one he could seek out for help and he doesn't want to talk about it with anyone either. Is something wrong with him?

He tends to the only resource he trusts - books. Turning the entire library upside down for literature about dreams, reading into symbolicism, causes, literally any rational explanation for what is happening to him.

Why does his heart beat faster around you outside of his dreams now too? Had it always been this way? Could dreams possibly make him fall for someone? Impossible, what he sees at night was just a figment of his imagination, something his subconscious made up, it wasn't real. So, why?

He reads through book after book and discards each one - seemingly unsatisfied with what they explain. It was impossible. It doesn't make any sense to him. He would never be so irrational about something, would he?

"[...] There are several theories on why humans dream but no one knows for sure. Some researchers consider them a form of psychotherapy, others see them as a mere interpretation of signals from the body during sleep and some say they serve no purpose at all.

The general scientific consensus in recent years is that they represent our deepest unconscious wishes and desires and help us process them. [...]" *scribbled through in frustration* Madness! I do not desire this... do, I?

- An excerpt from: "Why we dream - a scientific research into the depth of our minds."

Do not repost, copy, translate or edit - © dustofthedailylife || reblogs, comments, and asks about Genshin or my fics are always greatly appreciated! Dividers are mine - do not copy.

#genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #genshin alhaitham #alhaitham x reader #al haitham x reader #alhaitham x y/n #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin x female reader #genshin x y/n #alhaitham x you #genshin impact fanfic #genshin fluff #genshin drabbles #genshin scenarios #genshin brainrot #genshin headcanons #🍁 dust writes

[wardenwyrd]

happy WBW! i am so intrigued by prisma and wonder if you could go into a little more detail abt the colour coding? :)

Thank you for the ask! Conveniently, this is actually the subject of my brainrot and thus you are a very kind mutual. Sorry if this is a bit incoherent btw. I'll deep-dive the specific components at a later date.

The colour coding is a huge part of Prisma both in it's conception and worldbuilding. Each story revolving around their respective protagonist is coded a colour (I.E, Jack's story and red); themes, ideas, and symbolism regarding this occur both in a meta way and in an in-universe way.

Neat fact: Prisma is a play on the word "Prismatic", nodding to the fact that white can be split into the spectrum of colours by a prism.

Quick Breakdown of Prisma:

Prisma is the setting of these stories, and colours - hues are the primary power/magic system. A surreal other-land where figurative can become literal and vice versa. Hues are it's fundamental building block, existing both as an abstract but also a resource. Here is where our three protagonists come in: at some point in their stories they become 'Key Figures', a facet of that colour embodied in a person. I'll elaborate on that particular concept in another post.

I'll give you the rundown on each protagonist and their relation to the colour coding. These aren't the only aspects of the hues, but the main ones.

Jack, Red -

“It doesn’t matter what powers you hold, or the trials you’ve faced; as long as I reach into the four corners, my Judgement is tangible irregardless.”

Red watches over rules and conventions. It's a hue of hierarchy, of domination and submission, of judgement. It works with the pre-existing fabric of things, tending towards tangling things in it's rules rather than violating it's own tenets.

There's also another aspect integral to red: Mediums. In Prisma, a Medium is not someone who merely gazes ghosts, but possess sight that stretches past horizons; the domain of a medium is to wrench meaning from things. Mediumship as a quality is inherently linked to the hue of red.

What this means for Jack, my favourite red-eyed little bastard, is that his power is in pulling at exposed threads. People constantly transgress all sorts of rules - personal, natural, even physical rules; it just isn't noticed. Jack as a key figure is an Arbiter. By acknowledging a transgression the appropriate punishment is applied automatically as a principle of Prisma itself.

He can gaze at the True Names of things, unravel their nature and bring forth what lays dormant.

As a whole it also ties in with Jack's character and background. There's more to it but I'll elaborate on a dedicated post.

Hel, Blue -

Blue is to expand and grow endlessly. It's boon and plight is that everything that that it is will behold genesis, but all that they are is the horizon's boundary

The sky, the ocean; a roiling pit of genesis from which life sprung. Blue is desire and manifestation - the self crystalised into something tangible. In it's purest form as a hue it is creation unbridled. However, blue - deep, roiling blue, horizon spanning azure - is crystallisation of self. It's dominion ends past the boundary of self, past the ownership of such a minor existence.

Blue can create vast shapes and forms, even spring life to being with it's lustre, yet it has no control over that which it did not create.

Hel first wields this hue in the form of the Principle class artefact 'The Flask', a portion of the sky stolen and inverted long ago, bound by it's own genesis. Hel's character arc is about identity and assumptions, of presumed boundaries and humanity. And how enough imagination can transcend flesh.

Absorbing The Flask at the precipice of death something much vaster, and above all free. The key limitations of this hue remain true, but post-rebirth Hel's entire body is comprised of blue, they let it seep into the ground and spread themselves vast and wide. Something brilliantly inhuman.

Dorothea, Purple -

Pocket watches running in parallel and paradox to the march of moons

Such an awfully royal colour, and so fitting is it for sovereignty to be it's domain. Many things hold power over others: the moon over night and the passage of time, the land from which things sprout, and of course what every person owns: themself.

Dorothea's sovereignty is to fragment - split things into parts, isolate them and take ownership. If she wins ownership over something she can even fragment it's time; send things backwards, freeze things into a single state, steal something's time spent.

Red, Blue, and Purple form a colour triad, and one of purple's specialities is 'borrowing' from these. Out of all the hues Purple is the only one able to use aspects of another by collecting fragments belonging to them.

To the Lilac Sovereign what may be someone's present is merely a puzzle to rearrange to their whims.

Without subjects sovereignty means nothing. Thus, in pursuit of her own royalty Dorothea fragmented herself to become her very own pawn.

Extra Tidbits :

The powers a hue possesses has a lot to do with the associations and symbols connected with them, and while each hue has a scope of it's own they can present in several ways. A key figure is a pure manifestation and expression of the hue, often taking a specific thematic direction. Hues are used by others in the form of materials imbued with it naturally, artefacts, or by acquiring it as a part of oneself.

Red as a hue is violent and bloody and passionate, essential yet bitter like blood. That's kind of why I went with hierarchy/rules. Also got some prey/predator stuff going on.

Blue, to me, is a colour of imagination, creation, and things so vast it's terrifying. Think like life arising from the sea.

Royalty for purple, obviously, but I think it's a very moon-ish, celestial and mystical colour. Time, both as an invention to understand the passing of events better, and as a natural mechanism are very big here.

There are other hues and such and they do stuff but I'm focusing on blue, red, and purple as they're the colours of the respective protagonists.

The colour triad dynamic is kind of:

Red is concerned with rules and convention, judging and causing conclusion in the present.

Blue is creating things anew in the present that persist.

Purple isn't tethered to present: rearranging and altering the state of things.

ALSO: I really didn't want to do like "Red=Fire" or something and I wanted something symbolic to fit my surreal little world so the hues do not function in such a straightforward way.

#writeblr #fantasy writing #worldbuilding #WIP: Prisma #asks #uhhh this may be incoherent rambling #vibeful worldbuilding and nonconventional magic systems my beloved #extra hidden lore: the setting was created by the hue [WHITE] which scattered into the primary and secondary hues now present #There's so much stuff I'm not gonna bring up because I'll just ramble again #OC: Jack #OC: Dorothea #OC: Hel

[shadowedmagic]

Assorted information about Maxwell/William’s SCP verse because brainrot momence fr!!!

The Codex Umbra is the primary SCP object, with Maxwell being considered a result of it and the Constant being a dimensional anomaly tied to it. It was initially classified as Euclid, although there are arguments made for a Keter designation.

William is the Codex's “host”, despite having been alive for decades without aging, it was only later on that he became conscious of this fact and alarmed.

He’s able to use the Codex for “magic tricks” involving shadow puppets, however -- primarily depending on how sleep deprived he is -- he’s able to use the Codex to do more significant tricks, such as levitation, teleportation and manipulation.

William falling asleep is considered to be the trigger event for more “dangerous” anomalous activities, such as kidnappings and various sightings across the world of an entity that resembles William  ( or rather, Maxwell )  as a solid black silhouette, as though a walking shadow.

It is unsure of other anomalous activities that had been reported -- such as shadow hands and shadow monsters -- are as a result of the Codex, or part of a larger problem.

Attempting to damage the Codex leads to little success, only serving to cause William to panic to point of breakdown. Opening it shows blank pages to anyone besides William. When William explains the book’s contents to others, he grows increasingly frantic. Recordings of his explanations become corrupted, and the people who listen finds themselves unable to understand and are later plagued by nightmares and minor hallucinations  ( similar to DST low sanity ).

William turned himself into the SCP Foundation at some point in hopes of better understanding his condition and what happened to his old assistant, Charlie. Differing from canon, William wasn't dragged into the Constant during the final show and only Charlie was.

When asked, he's unable to remember how exactly he came to know about the Foundation, mumbling something about a dream involving a black throne and eternal darkness.

“Maxwell” is the self-given name of the entity that occasionally takes over William. Though William believes Maxwell to merely be a stage name, “Maxwell” considers himself independent. He occasionally refers to himself as “Their King”, refusing to elaborate on this “Them”. Although further research has to be conducted to confirm whether or not Maxwell is a part of “Their” species, or merely a spokesperson born from William like a parasite.

In containment, Maxwell occasionally shows himself for questioning, but chooses to be purposefully vague or cryptic in his answers. While he doesn’t attempt to escape or harm researchers, he makes it clear that he could escape at anytime, if he so pleased. There is uncertainty behind the truth of his words. When asked why he chooses to remain in containment, Maxwell never gives a clear answer. Some leading theories involve the “Charlie” figure that brought William to the foundation in the first place.

Similar to SCP-035, he often knows more information about the person he’s holding a conversation with than was given, and may use it for flattery or psychological torture. Although, he only tends to “act out” when denied something he asked for -- such as cigars. Occasionally, William will mention something he shouldn’t know as well, such as asking someone if they were alright after a certain event whose existence he had no direct access to.

Though he remains in containment, “kidnappings” or other shadow/Codex related anomalies continue to occur on the outside. When questioned, William seems ignorant, but always forgets about it by the next time he's asked no matter how soon after.

However, occasionally when asked about some victims of the SCP, William vaguely mentions having known them in some fashion, despite no records existing of the two having met at the same time, or the meeting even being possible.

#ooc. #verse tbt. #[ just ramble momence dksl #[ simply thinks more ab au than the canon--- #[ /lh but also shakes s.cp maxwell.... #[ william just being a puppet real #[ bastard shaped maxwell <3 #[ im just saying though ds/t could Totally fit within sc.p world.... #[ anomalous dimension Real #[ winona being a researcher though.... rotates them..... #[ mostly stuff ive mentioned before-- i think pretty sure? time weird-- but to have it complied in one post

[angelizs]

I think something twst does really well is show the characters improving in a realistic way. No one can change overnight which makes the aftermaths of the overblots so interesting. I think it’s shown the most through Riddle during Book 2 you get to see him changing, trying to adapt now that he’s acknowledged what his mom did. You see him slowly improving and of course he isn’t perfect none of them are, but you get to see them make active efforts to better themselves- 🦭

YESSS YOU'RE SO RIGHT ONCE AGAIN 🦭 ANON!!!

I had a conversation with Gabi about Riddle in the reblogs of one of my oneshots (see here, just scroll down to the end) in which we mention a chapter of the anthology that makes this change very clear (this one!) and as you mentioned yourself in the Floyd ask, there's one chapter in which we get to see it more! in my Azul brainrot I also mention how I like the change in his acts and how he puts some efforts into being better. in my writing I love to explore this aftermath and their inner thoughts on it, especially in this Azul oneshot in which his overblot ends up a little differently!

I have individual thoughts on how each character reacts and improves after their overblots, so I'll go over them really quickly!!

first I just wanted to go over the concept of an overblot on itself. it's mentioned at the beggining that's a rare and dangerous occuring, but at NRC it happens every other month after MC's arrival, so that must be shocking. an overblot also leaves them sore and exhausted, both physically and mentally, as it's the result of the dangerous combination of too much magical usage and too many negative emotions due to years of distress. it's truly interesting how MC and/or Grim seems like a trigger of sorts to these overblots, as I believe there wasn't any before they suddenly appeared, getting involved in the middle of each of them. it's definetly not a coincidence how some of the most powerful and influential students suddenly overblot on the same time period, almost as if there was some higher force making it happen on purpose, for some reason. I hope it gets more explained in the future, perhaps after chapter 7!

as stated, I feel that Riddle, for being the first overblot, has gotten more time to show how much he's changed. from the tyrant from the start of the game to an actual dorm leader worthy of his title! he hasn't dropped his appreciation for rules entirely, but he won't go around cutting other people's heads for minor things. he's still strict with proper conduct and Heartslabyul's students' grades, but in a less overwhelming way, as he's seen how the way he's been taught to do things was wrong. during the second chapter, Riddle is much calmer and more rational, he helps MC solve the mystery even when he didn't have to do so. he was a great help at Leona's fight, and it's due to his quick thinking that no one was hurt at the stampade stunt. even when it's hard and causes him some mental turmoil, Riddle has reflected upon his actions and does his best to change for the better! having Trey, Cater and Che'nya by his side, lending him support, is probably a big motivator, as well as Ace's judgment and sharp words, as he's not afraid to speak his mind and call out people who are in the wrong. Deuce's admiration for him also contributes to it all, as he'd like to set a good example for his underclassmen to follow. all in all, Riddle has improved a lot in his behaviour and I'm very proud of him!

Leona is a complicated case, in all aspects. before his overblot, he had such an intense inferiority complex he didn't put effort in anything, thinking he wouldn't be recognized either way. not only that, he stays stagnant at NRC, most likely because he didn't want to have to go back to his kingdom where he's always second place. it's due to this that he tries to win against Malleus, spelldrive is one of the things he's best at and he used to be recognized for it before Malleus appeared and took his spot. for someone as smart as Leona, I feel that the plan from chapter 2 is kind of... half assed? him and Ruggie appear scheming all smug, but it's a pretty shitty and obvious plan, honestly, and he had potential to do something better. maybe, some part of him couldn't bring himself to care, since he was so used to being second place, it's not like that would change anytime soon. and that's why Lilia's words are so important, to make him realize: he wasn't second place because the world is against him and won't recognize anything he does, but because he can't bring himself to put an actual effort into things and get over his pride and ego to do what's best. I could go on about that but I didn't even get to the point yet, so I digress.

going back to the main topic: after Leona's overblot, I don't think I see him changing that much? while in Riddle's case it's plain to see how he's been trying to be better, Leona seems the same as before. he doesn't go to classes nor starts taking an initiative in things, much less apologize for hurting Ruggie and putting so many people in danger. (not that I expected him to actually say "I'm sorry", but maybe show in his own way that he regrets what he did?) even in chapter 3, he doesn't help because he wanted to, he begrudgingly does as MC suggests only because it benefits him too. I don't believe for a minute that Grim and MC posed any threat to his sleep, as he could easily beat them up and get it over with. no, Leona went along with MC's plan an destroyed the contracts because it was what he wanted all along. in the previous chapter he had made a deal with Azul in order to get Ruggie's potion, so he must have wanted to stop beind indebted with him and/or get back whatever it was that he bargained.

don't get me wrong, I do like Leona a lot! when I first started playing, he was on my top3 characters, and even though he isn't anymore I'm still rather fond of him. it's just... disappointing to see how much potential he has and how he doesn't do anything to reach it. one way for him to change would be to drop the unbothered attitude and actually start making an effort. there's still a long way for him to go, and only he can take the first step. I do like how his problems aren't all solved after a little motivational talk (and being beat up), since his overblot doesn't change his depression, nor his country's political state, nor his family issues, nor his complexes.

Jamil's and Kalim's relationship is a major theme of chapter 4 and very connected to Jamil's overblot in the first place. I like how Jamil becomes more open after it, even if he's blunt and rude, possibly making him seem worse than before. the thing is, before he only hid what he was thinking and kept it all to himself, bottling up his emotions to the point that they end up exploding. afterwards, even if he voices his annoyance and is pretty harsh with his words, not trying to spare Kalim's feelings, it feels better that he's being honest for once. the work his family serves under Kalim's family creates a very complex relationship between those two, as there is a power balance, no matter how much Kalim tries to treat him like an equal. Jamil should always present himself as less than the heir of the Al Asim family, should always follow along his heat of the moment decisions and make sure to keep him safe between the sea of shady students that could take advantage of his naivety and positive thinking. the way Kalim's childhood molded him into such a different person, almost the complete opposite, from Jamil also aggravates their dynamic's problems.

anyways! as I discussed in Azul's post, I like how we can also see a change in how he does things post overblot. while he still might do some shady deals, his focus goes into his business and ways of improving it, showing his change of perspective. he no longer tries to hoard other people's powers, as he finally recognizes his own merits and learns to be proud of them. he's still cunning and witty, not losing the interesting parts of his personality, but he's changed on how he uses those traits. he isn't suddenly one of the "good guys" and he doesn't do things out of the kindness of his heart, as he wants people to believe, but he's improved a lot from how he used to deal with things, even helping MC on chapter 4. (he also had other interests, but he didn't necessarily have to help MC, even if he felt indebted to them for the help during his overblot fight)

I throughly enjoy how the consequences of a change in their careful and fragile balance are explored in chapter 5, with Jamil finally putting himself out there and letting his potential show, not holding back, and Kalim feeling frustrated for the first time for not getting what he wants, and how it makes him understand better where Jamil is coming from and be more considerate to his feelings. all in all, even if Jamil doesn't become a good person in the traditional sense, as he's still sassy and deceitful at times, it serves to help him improve himself in a more internal sense, to try to be more open with Kalim and to break some of the old patterns he's been taught to follow.

Vil is quite interesting, as he's the only character that overblots that I liked a lot straight away. I didn't pass through the phases of "I hate his guts he's so annoying" to "alright he's not that bad" to "wait I think I might like him" like I did with the others. and I'm not saying he didn't do a lot of wrong things, since besides almost poisoning an innocent person, there were also times when he acted out of line and showed his arrogance, such as when he fought with and made Epel cry only to prove a point, without much respect or care for his feelings. still, he also felt more reasonable than the other overblot characters, as he's more down to Earth, shows his hard work and efforts, and is up with social causes like gender equality and not conforming to toxic masculinity.

by the end of chapter 5, he expresses regret (as he "wishes they hadn't seen him in such an ugly state") and keeps his head high as he performs with Neige after losing. he doesn't seem to particularly feel sorry about almost hurting Neige though, and maintains his feelings of animosity. I have yet to see how he behaves in chapter 6 and how he might have changed, perhaps by trying to find compromises when things don't go the way he wants them to and by praising people's efforts rather than only criticizing their errors.

so! I agree anon, TWST does very well show that things don't change overnight and that there must have some effort put into these changes. the characters' problems aren't magically solved by the power of friendship (and violence), but they can get started on working on them. acknowledging your mistakes and trying to improve is rather hard, but a very necessary part of personal growth. with each passing chapter, I hope we get to see more about how the overblots have changed them and how they have improved themselves!

#tea time #don't lose your head #when I stop and look at how much I've thought and analyzed about TWST it becomes a bit obvious how much I love it #all the characters hold a special place in my heart #and I could go on and on for hours about many game aspects from story to characters to playing dynamics #it feels a bit harder to notice how the characters change after their overblot since it's a process that happens gradually and takes time #but I appreciate how subtle these changes are as they feel more realistic that way #anyways I'm gonna take a nap now so I'm not proof reading this. if you see any mistakes no you didn't.

[ryssbelle]

Branching Timeline 2

I am once again experiencing brainrot, also before I say anything else, I should mention the quality goes down a bit as the pages go on, that’s because I occasionally have issues with my wrist and it started to flare up near the end so the art quality said good bye and left with the kids. 

again this brain rot is the result of these two @attllhak and @tortilla-of-courage​

A small guide in no particular order:

Part 1_ Part 2_ Part 3 (You are here!)_ Part 4

Oops

I shouldn’t have promised (Occurs before parts 1-3)

There are spoilers for skyward sword here, also a little warning there is a major (technically minor cuz I don’t put much detail into it) injury in this.

To help avoid spoilers and stuff Im gonna keep hiding the images under the read more, also this part does include some of my terrible writing, as like I said before my wrist failed and I had 4 more panels planned that I couldn’t do, so supplemented with writing and got a bit more in than what would’ve been in the panels. 

Hope you enjoy!

Edit: I organized this post and double checked it 100 times, but tumblr likes to mess things up, if you see anything that may be out of order please lmk, I've found 4 already that werent there before I posted sjdjd

Injury is seen here in a close up! Transcript if you don’t want to see it:

Impa: Your Grace

Zelda: Please, Don’t call me that. How is he?

Impa: Ah- The Old woman did what she could but his injury is deeper than we first thought... Whatever Ghirahim did is preventing it from healing properly. The waters from the skyview temple spring could help, but he’s in no condition to make the trip. I can’t leave him unguarded either...

Now for my terrible writing lol: 

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“This shaking… I fear the seal has been broken,” The Ancient One spoke as soon as Zelda reappeared into the main room, “I suspected it may react to your lingering presence Your Grace, but I never imagined the seal would break so quickly,” Zelda had to stop herself from grimacing, that title has brought nothing but misfortune. “Zelda, there will be time to explain later. Right now, you must hurry to the bottom of the pit outside.” Zelda gave a quick nod in response, shuffling down the set of stairs planning to break into a sprint out the doors when she was stopped by Groose, who’d gone from the quivering mess he was before to what could only be described as a more composed version of a quivering mess. 

He gripped her arm tighter than she assumed he meant to, she could feel his hand shaking as it clung to her.

“You can’t go out there, the old grannie said it’s after you! It’ll,” Groose thought for a moment, he didn’t really know what was out there, other than it was most likely, definitely terrifying, “Well I don’t know!” He spat, “But whatever it is it can’t be good!” He said pulling her back gently, only for her to violently wrench her arm from his hands.

“Who’s going to do it then?!” She practically screamed, anger bubbling inside her spilling over from the encounter with Ghirahim, from her failure to protect Link. From starting this whole mess in the first place. “The only other person who could is in the other room dying!” She cried, taking the sword from her back and flashing it to the knight in training, he backed away from her, raising his arms a bit as if preparing to defend himself from her wrath. 

“So unless you plan to go out there and stop it I suggest you stand aside and let me take care of it,” She spat, Groose surrendered, there was no way he could win this, she was right. He couldn’t go out there to stop whatever was about to be unleashed, he crumbled the second he set foot on the surface. 

Zelda wasted no time charging out of the Temple and down the pit, using her sail cloth to soften her falls. The second she landed at the center of the pit the seal within it began to glow, shifting with shades of red as a black smoke tore its way from the ground. 

A large dark scaled beast formed from the smoke, it’s scales feathered down its entire body, shining red when struck by the light. It was a lot taller than Zelda expected then again she really didn’t know what to expect, the beast was larger than the temple by a lot she estimated. The beast had no arms, but did have short legs which sported strange jiggly white toes, Zelda would have had the mind to be weirded out by that if the beast hadn’t reared it’s head down to roar in her face, showing off 3 rows of terrifyingly sharp teeth. She was almost certain it was going to devour her when it straightened up, taking a few steps forward.

“I knew it. The seal has given way!” The Ancient one called down, “I’ll explain later, but now is the time for action. We must keep that beast from escaping that pit! It must not reach the temple!”

All Zelda could think about the moment she mentioned the temple was Link, if this thing got up there… She readied herself for battle, only nodding in response to the woman’s words, though it was more for herself as she was sure the woman couldn’t see her.

Even if she could she didn’t care, all she cared about was stopping this thing from getting to the temple, getting to her friends. 

Getting to Link..

She wouldn’t fail him again.

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Defeating the beast was easier than she thought it would be, as was sealing it away again, despite all that it was still an overall terrifying experience she knew would haunt her for years to come. Pushing those thoughts aside, however, she took a few deep breaths, readying herself to head straight for the skyview temple when she was met by the Ancient One.

“Though the Imprisoned had only just begun to awaken and break it’s bonds, I’m impressed you were able to restore the seal keeping it captive, of course it was not originally your duty to do so,” The Ancient one tacked the last part on most likely unintentionally, the pit of guilt already settled in Zelda’s stomach grew a bit at the comment, “Unfortunately,” The Ancient One continued, “You have only succeeded in buying us a little more time in which to act, the behemoth you beat back into confinement is a horror of unspeakable power,”

‘Could’ve fooled me,’ Zelda thought to herself, glancing back at the sealing spike behind her, the old woman's voice bringing her attention back to the conversation at hand. 

“Judging by what I saw, I would not be surprised if the seal gave way again soon,” Zelda mentally kicked herself, they didn’t have the time to waste on this thing, especially given the condition of her best friend. She ran a hand across her face turning towards the slope leading back up the temple.

“Then I need to start moving,” She spoke interrupting the Ancient One who herself had begun to speak again, she raised a hand in a motion of apology, “If we’re going to make and enact a new plan we need Link, whatever you need me to do can be done when I return, but for now I need you to seal up the temple, every inch of it, I don’t want anything getting in there until I get back.” Zelda ordered not waiting for a response before rushing off letting the vents take her back up the spiral. She realized her tone and actions were a bit rude, but judging by not only the Ancient One’s words, but the condition Link was currently in, she didn’t have time for social niceties, and she definitely didn’t have time to feel bad for being rude.

She could do that later, once Link was back on his feet..

#skyward sword #skyward sword hd spoilers #loz sshd #sshd #sshd spoilers #skyward sword spoilers #Link has been better lol #he'll be fine eventually when Zelda gets him the healing bath water #twas not Ghirahims intention to kill Link btw #just to weaken him #it would be easier to extract his soul if he was weaker #they'll get him some fresh new clothes soon dw #also Zelda aint having it with anyone #Zelda is in the 'if you even fking look at me I will stomp you to death with my hooves' mood #i had some more things planned for her like inner monologue during the imprisoned fight #especially her panicking a bit when it starts slithering up the slope #but like #writing is hard man #and i didnt want to do the whole fight just for that #so you get a bit of her worry before and after the fight #she really just wants to get link back on his feet #but who wouldn't if your best friend was hurt protecting you

[twisted-desires]

Pollinic Ashton Brainrot

Because I might as well

Again I'll be splitting this into two separate categories, Ashton as a Pollen and Ashton as a member of staff for the NRC greenhouse. The AU was made by @zackcarrion-key it's linked in her intro post.

Also I think this version of Ashton is more fanon because idk much about him in canon except people seem to dislike him very much and I just think he's a himbo if himbos could be narcissists and eat an unholy number of eggs. (although admittedly they could probably do the latter)

(Kronk is better though)

Ill refer to him with they/them pronouns as pollinics can have whatever sex they... 'spawn' with, I suppose.

Content warning for dubcon/noncon in the second part of the post, along with mentions of milking and overstimulation. Let me know if anything else should be tagged.

Anyways, spice under the cut! Minors DNI

1 - Ashton as a Pollinic

I can see Ashton pollinics coming from some hardier/larger plants such as trees, particularly pine trees as I think some sort of chemical for testosterone can be sourced from them (and Ashton is muscular af) along with the fact that I like how they smell and that's pretty much it. I can also see Ashton pollen coming along with various vegetable plants. Specially eggplants. Simply because this musclehead eats an unholy amount of eggs and I think its a funny reference.

(Also look at them and tell me that the male/futanari pollens wouldnt have monster cocks. If you do then you are lying to me, you are lying to yourself, and you are lying to whatever poor God is forced to look down upon us and see what the fuck we're doing.)

(shut up, the dick thing definitely didn't occur to me an hour after making the egg reference shhhh)

Yet another reason why I can see them coming from vegetable plants is their urge to keep their partners strong and, as a result, feeding them during some sessions if there are fresh, edible plants available. Of course, if there aren't any available then he'd simply resort to giving their partners plenty of their nectar seeing as they have a particularly high honey output.

These pollinics have a preference for more muscular or athletic people who seem to have taken good care of their physique. Along with that, anyone who's exercising nearby or doing some hard work (such as tilling soil on a farm) can be especially prone to their attention. Pine pollen just can't help but want to praise someone who works hard on physical activities - and what better way than to show them how much pleasure they can give them with their strength?

If you end up attracting the attention of this pollen, then be prepared for more physically demanding sex positions (for either partner!) they're particularly interested in standing sex positions where they can lift up their partner, or having their partner ride them/riding their partner, and can go on for multiple rounds with one pollen (often leading to overstimulation by the end of it.)

2 - Ashton as NRC greenhouse staff

If I remember correctly, Ashton is known to have tended to some of the grounds in the game, so perhaps he has a similar job in this AU. He works on watering the plants and making sure the fields on the NRC property are well maintained, sometimes taking the time to help some more rowdy pollens calm down by holding them down face-first in the bushes and pounding into them until they're too tired to cause too much trouble.

That's another one of his jobs. The peacekeeper in the greenhouse. Although rare, there's a chance that pollens that are less than fond of one another (an example being poinsettia/Malleus and Plumeria/Leona) may cross paths, and if that's the case then Ashton's the one to call. Either to separate them and wrangle them into the proper areas to be milked until they're more docile, or even handle the issue with his own two hands. After all, there's nothing more effective in calming down these troublesome pollinics than a good dicking down.

He's also often the one to help with more strength-focused milking jobs, either wrangling less cooperative pollens (such as apple blossom/Epel or hell's bell/Jamil on a bad day) into the harnesses/restraints used for milking them, carrying large containers brimming with honey from the pollinics still moaning and gasping for more as they're continuously milked, and working on hand-milking some of the pollen particles that have particular preferences (he's the best man to call to manhandle a dandelion/Ruggie. After all, the more turned on and happy they are as they're milked, the better tasting their nectar becomes.)

#darkened wonderland #Passionate rose #Tw// dubcon #Tw// noncon #Pollinic twst AU #Mister barge #Sleeping lion #Cackling hyena #Sly serpent #Small Farmer #Dragon Fairy

[posipops]

I know I normally make jokey posts but I wanna take a moment and just appreciate Ranboo. Yes I have ranboo brainrot. Shut up and let me talk about the Oreo boy.

He started in September! That's amazing! The growth he got was amazing and he absolutely deserves it. The fact he's still a minor, still around my age, still a kid is even more impressive. He deserves all the subs he got yesterday and all the subs he will get in the future.

He said that he was going to go in debt to his parents and twitch helped him afford to get out of that. The fact he can save money to have a stable life is amazing. And the subs he gets aren't even the best part.

He makes sure to warn his viewers when something potentially triggering will occur. Even out of the DreamSMP he turned off his game capture when there was a small flash warning! He even reminds all his viewers that they are real, that they are safe, and that it's ok. I know it's just basic human decency but it's refreshing to see.

Ranboo's character is also interesting! It has lore that I actually enjoy going through. It reminds me a lot about Gravity Falls and it's really fun. His character has fun quirks to mess with in fandom headcanons. His character also helps explain some bits of everyone's lore. It's also an interesting design that's fun to draw bc of how many different ways you can draw it!

Not only that but his personality is something I can relate to. Like he actually feels like a person! Repeats phrases after sentences? That's a thing people do! Relates to chat about small things he's interested in? People quality! Knows the My Beloved joke and actively plays along with it? People do that! He was a fan of the smp like us and was able to get in so seeing him succeed is amazing.

He knows he doesn't want to show his face yet still manages to do IRL bits. Like we can see his glasses and Mask and we still don't mind! It's fun to see him make jokes about no one seeing his face, like the "I'm pogging right now." jokes. The happy birthday donos also joke. He always says 'Thank you but not today' and plans to just say Thank you when it actually is his birthday. The gender envy/stolen gender jokes are also fun to laugh at because we all agree that it's jokes and he even plays with it.

It's always nice to see a streamer that feels like a person you'd fist bump in the hallway to lunch or something. Yeah the other smp members and streams feel like real people but there's a small disconnect. I'm not bashing other creators though! I enjoy all their content :D

Basically, Ranboo deserves all the love and respect he gets and I can't wait to see more of what this funky faceless blockman does ✨

Also ranboo I know you lurk here, hope you're having a good day my guy!

#ranboo #positalks #listen I like the funky block man #I've never wanted to praise basic human decency so much till now #you go you funky block man

[akaashinova]

so since @xybi @kodzukoi @maipxilia asked, i’m going to list the cause of my current brainrot and it’s because of something @lia-miya started earlier today

THE PRETTY SETTERS’ LOVE ::

genre : fluff, minor angst? (undetermined), probably suggestive at some point (not talked about)

other contents : THE FREAKING LOVE TRIANGLE (the one between me tooru and keiji that is apparently undebatable because of some of my other moots insistence on it) DJNWDNNWND

warnings : canon divergence (a situation was created for convenience and DOES NOT STICK TO CANON), still undetermined plot line, i’ll probably be bullet point explaining

ALSO FOR SAKE OF PLOT I AM KEIJIS AGE BUT IN TOORUS CLASS BC I AM BIG BRAIN / lh

requests : i’d love opinions, ideas, and stuff because i cannot stop thinking about it

a/n : it’s structured like it’s a writing piece but it’s really not, it’s just a formal idea here and has its own tag and KFKWNDWNDNWNDNWNDN yeah >>>> if this gets out of hand i might make a playlist

• alright, so this idea was spawned because of a conversation i was having with lia this afternoon >> essentially, we started off by talking about how we both fell for pretty setters and then it somehow segwayed into how i’m basically an honorary member of the pretty setter squad 🧍‍♀️(this is because i play setter position and according to her i’m gorgeous or something 🙄)

• anyways, she basically spawned this concept off this one blurb i’ll find eventually, but the general consensus is, tooru is a pretty setter, keiji is a pretty setter, and i am also somehow in the middle of a triangle between them and things get PRETTY INTENSE

• we will start here — according to an analysis of my personality traits and multiple quizzes,, i have gotten results for both seijoh and fukurodani, however, i’ve gotten more for seijoh and my personality tends to match up more with them >> so in this arc, i’m a student at seijoh !

• so essentially, the story begins with me, nova, who’s a student at seijoh in class 6 (same as oikawa). at first, i avoided him a lot because he’s exactly the type of person i tend to stay away from. it was only when i was moved to a seat near him (much to the chagrin of his fangirls) that we even started to converse at all !

• now i tried to avoid him, i really did, but tooru was insistent and he eventually grew on me. we both formed a pretty solid friendship (we share milkbread my friends >>>), and we were able to bond from there.

• after some thought on my part, i have established that i am also seijoh’s manager here with a history of being a setter (this way im still involved while having my essence there you know?)

• okay, but that’s how i end up forming a bond with tooru initially.

• now let’s talk how i met keiji — this occurred in typical meet cute fashion >>> we met at the library one day

• whenever i can go to the library, it’s a place where i find myself being really happy <33 one day i go to one of my favorite ones, and keiji is there too ! that’s how we initially meet, shy at first (but drawn to each other like magnets) but eventually exchanging more pleasantries

• keiji and i continue to meet at the library, eventually exchanging numbers and forming a friendship !

• now this is where the plot goes very very far from canon

• before the qualifiers and games for qualifying for nationals, a month long intensive training camp was hosted — now this is interesting because schools from miyagi and tokyo are the schools invited

• specifically, aoba johsai, fukurodani, karasuno, and nekoma (see the self indulgence)

• when we arrive there, the teams from the schools assemble, and i see keiji amongst the fukurodani and wave at him (he waves back)

• now tooru is confused, but i think it’s somewhere along this time that he realizes he caught feelings (to which i say, unrealistic, i’m not sure how i could pull ANYBODY)

• and so the real story begins, tense shenanigans between the two and constant interactions

BONUS :: lia told me in a fukurodani and seijoh showdown that it’s be the battle of the two great setters and i’d be standing on the seijoh end of the court but keiji would look at me before he sets and tooru to (he’d get distracted) and iwa would yell djsdnsndsnxnd

anyways here we are <33 feel free to tell me your opinions because my brain really said ✨self indulgent✨ and it’s lia’s fault

#pretty setters' love <3 #nova’s love triangles </3 #keinova #i will always choose keiji #every single time

[heckpuppyy]

Aconite content? Aconite content.

This dumb dog is the easiest thing for me to focus on right now, so I’m gunna take her off the leash and make her your problem. No I will not be watching her. No I don’t care about the leash law.

Under a cut as per ush’.

A couple of people asked and it occurred to me I never mentioned it. Aconite’s pelt behaves like a selkie pelt. She has to have it to return to her true form as a wolf dog and will die if she’s without it for too long. Cause you know... you gotta have your skin. She can take it all of the way off, but wears it half on (fashionably, she argues) to make shifting in and out of her human shape easier and safer. Don’t have to worry about losing your skin when you use it as an accessory.

Since Hypnos doesn’t use the fancy couch bed Zag got him, she does. Usually as a dog, usually waiting for Zagreus so he can tell her the story of that run.

Much how Cerberus is weak to music (as it puts him right to sleep), Aconite is weak to stories. You can usually get a pretty good trade out of her if you offer her a tale or poem in exchange.

IT’s probably obvious but she gets suuuuuper antsy. She doesn’t like down time and it makes her very anxious. This is probably largely why Hecate keeps her busy with all of the minor surface stuff.

MY WIFE MADE A COMMENT ABOUT HOW DOGS CAN’T HAVE WINE OR CHOCOLATE AND I HAVE BRAINROT OVER IT? Like can you imagine having this actual familiar of Hecate at your door and you try to offer it something you would of a Goddess made creature and it just gets???? profusely sick in return??????

Eventually they started offering Olives and meat to Aconite and Hekabe because Aconite, unlike Hekabe, can’t refuse a treat.

Please pat her head. Yes she’s an adult, yes she is a powerful individual, yes she is capable of being serious. That does not stop her from enjoying head pats.

The dynamic of her and Hekabe is kind of supposed to represent how Hecate is capable of both good and evil? Depending on the source material. Hekabe is more of a Lawful Neutral while Aconite is Chaotic Good, IMO.

She likes kids a lot. She is the more intimidating of the dog duo, but she tries her best not to scare anyone unintentionally. She’ll walk kids home without any kind of offering or payment or prayer without question.

Hermes finds it hilarious that Aconite keeps insisting she’ll catch him. He’s positively tickled. Alice compared it to a dog chasing a car and I WHEEZED.

Aconite likes to heckle Hecate a little from time to time, but it’s never from a place of malice. Always a reminder how she will never be the good child.

Can make a few decent salves. Never pays to be too careful on the road.

Leather bag was a gift from Persephone one of the only times she was a guide back to the surface for her for the Spring. I think she’d be proud knowing it’s being put to use as a pilfered goods bag. Stick it to the man,

#Aconite the Dog #Hades oc #Hades game #Hades Supergiant