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Happy birthday gay people
#star trek#star trek the next generation#star trek tng#jean luc picard#q star trek#qcard#brainrot#jean luc picard x q#q x jean luc picard#my art
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#erm what the sigma#girlblogging#me core#ohmanareyoucereal69#freaknation loves paige and kk#girl blogger#girl blog#this is a girlblog#girlblog aesthetic#girlblogger#🎀#im just a girl#hell is a teenage girl#girly aesthetic#just girly things#girlhood#girlcore#this is what makes us girls#coquette aesthetic#coquette#pink aesthetic#pink bows#lesbian girlblog#gaslight gatekeep girlblog#live laugh girlblog#gaslight gatekeep girlboss#pink#pinkcore#just girly posts#brainrot
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Thinking bout plums ult, an overdrive, a do or die. Dialling some quirks right up to 200% power is usually fine, if not exhausting. With peach’s however, it obliterates her body if she’s not careful. And she has no concept of careful under her boss’ influence.
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I've been feeling it since 1966 now - Tsela Begay
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i hate him but i'd fuck the shit out of him
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events of y/n, tim, jon and dick in the gay bar:
• y/n and dick teasing tim and jon about being too shy to invite their boyfriends
• they end up calling them and inviting them over anyway
• y/n and Tim constantly having bi panic together
• dick just being in the gay bar bc...he may be y/n's straight bf but he's fabulous enough to pass off as queer anyway...he's an ally that's good enough
• in addition to that hellooo have u seen him constantly being in DC pride covers
• y/n plotting to slip some pink kryptonite on jon's pocket whenever he gets shy toward jay
• Tim: "noooo don't mess with poor jon take that pink kryptonite away"
• dick walking over to the drag queens complimenting and making friends with them and shaking their hands
• they make him join their performance
• he agrees, he serves cunt
• Dick poledancing to Britney spears: "ALL EYES ON ME IN THE CENTER OF THE RING JUST LIKE A CIRCUS"
• Tim/Bernard and Jon/Jay kissing in the bar when the clock strikes 12 in the start of pride month
• y/n getting so drunk while talking to this one girl, throws up on the floor
• tim and jon taking care of drunk y/n
• dick arriving in the cuntiest outfit ever complete with makeup and everything after performing, being like "omg is y/n okay"
• y/n looks at him in shock and awe
• y/n: wtf dick is that u... Omg slayyyy *passes out*
#dc comics imagine#dc comics#dick grayson#tim drake#jon kent#i need to see dick grayson as a drag queen#lgbt pride#maybe the discowing passes off#brainrot#headcanon#nightwing imagine#tim drake imagine
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Short little ✨thing✨ under the cut, because my brainrot over Avery is absolutely vicious at the moment, and I just had to spin a yarn over it.
(Lee!Avery, foot tickling).
How would I tickle Avery? Oh, let me count the ways…
If I could entreat him to put his large, delicate feet in my lap… Imagine, if you can, the softness of soles that scarcely ever grace the ground, for their light-footed owner’s penchant for hovering… as often as not, the shoes were merely a formality. Cool like porcelain, yet flushed cornflower at the pads and toes, you’d seldom chance even a glimpse at their tender undersides.
Still, a sincere request would be dear enough to soften the sensitive cloud’s inhibitions; you’d need only ask, and he would stutteringly comply… even allowing you to remove his socks while he sat primly for you, submitting to whatever your designs might be.
I would not make him wait – starting at his heels, I’d drag my fingertips up the smooth length of his silky insteps, prompting a reflexive curl of his toes to accompany a bashful giggle. Dripping with sincerity, he’d be helpless but to titter out a “that tickles!” or “hey, wahahait!”, serving only to spur my hunger for his exquisite laughter.
My fingers would form gentle claws, beginning to scribble randomly along his pillowy skin, his feet wriggling in place with his effort to remain still. Shy giggles would yield to heartier laughter, his head tilting back as he filled the room with gleeful, unrestrained mirth. His knees would bend and twitch as he fought for control, hands curling into fists as they rested, trembling, on his thighs.
“Stay still for me, Avery…” I’d croon as I administered the playful torture, my spidery digits climbing up to his toes, skittering fiendishly into the soft valleys beneath. How he would howl, then… his body doubling forward as his arms moved to wrap around his torso, as if hugging himself would somehow assuage the tickly assault on his soles. With his ankles unfettered and heels resting on my leg, escape an evergreen option, the challenge would be self-imposed; how much could the compliant, shameless lee withstand?
“You’re not ticklish on your toes, by any chance… are you?” A rhetorical question he’d bristle to hear, his eyes widening as that wonderful blue shade danced across his face.
“C-Casper, now, wahahait, you already know they’re… ah…”
I’d wait out his speechless squirming with infinite patience, watching the question tickle him inside.
“They’re what…?”
“T-ticklish…” He’d squeak, punctuating his admission with a tight curl of his pretty round toes.
“Oh, are they… Would it make you laugh, then, if I did something like this?"
My smooth nails would spring to life, scritching the pads of his toes, sending him into renewed, ticklish hysterics. Then, the delicious begging would start.
“PLEHehehehease!” He’d whine, his feet squirming, shaking, and wiggling, one foot trying to shield the other, only to be doubly attacked with both sets of whirling fingertips. Then they would switch, the hidden foot dutifully taking its turn to endure the onslaught of affectionate torture.
“Please what?” I’d ask, knowing that sentence was one he’d never finish… and we both knew why.
“CAHAhahahasper!” Desperation would cling to his voice as he’d cry out his response, glistening tears forming in the corners of his half-moon eyes, a warm, resounding belly laugh echoing off the living room walls.
Heart soundly melted like a popsicle in the summer of his delight, I’d finally show mercy, massaging away the ticklish tingles from Avery’s obedient feet. A deep sigh would roll from him, endorphins mingling with relief as he’d lean into the arm of the couch, slipping into a heady state of bliss. I’d watch him relax, allowing him to enjoy my soothing ministrations for a while… before eventually, softly interrupting:
“Don’t get too comfortable, peach… after all… we haven’t even gotten to your other spots, yet.”
#ough...#lee!avery#brainrot#tickling#avery nimbus#fluffylore#two of hearts#neither of those two tags seem appropriate but I'm not sure what to tag this as#annnnnnd I'll probably write more of these... aheh...
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Y'all never guess who the brainrot's been about today boiiiis-
Headcannon dump incoming; (spoilers for the ending) (I'm writing these from a post game perspective)
1: the most grandpa pyjamas you've ever seen. Wears his mask to sleep but wears one of those girlie-pop eyemasks with the big fake lashes over top so people know he's asleep (or at the very least, can't see)
2: Rollerskates round his penthouse to pass the time (occasionally), often blasting music through large stereos and his playlist is a terrible mix of classical orchestra and pop from between the 1970's-2010's
3: other hobbies include balloon crafts, card/magic tricks and decorating new masks <3
4: Ofc ik this one isn't real the way I drew it here but I like to think that he was sort of... cattle branded? With the 0001, a forever mark that he is the first and only 'successful' homunculus. Maybe I'd re-place it on the back of his neck? Since we never see there, canonically.
5: His favourite Pokemon is Mewtwo. He cried when he watched the first pokemon movie, balling at the "I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant. It is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are". Like he called up Yuma right after fully sobbing about how "Mewtwo's just like me fr-" and then didn't shut up about it, so much so that Martina got him the shirt I drew him in
6: I feel like he wants friends but is just... deeply socially awkward. Now that all the secrets are out etc etc, he has no real reason to hide anymore but... there's just no real way for him to get out and socialize. It ends up with him considering Yomi's ex-lackeys to be the closest things he has to friends, since I like to believe they all work directly under him now.
7: Coming off number 6, I imagine him going to Yomi's jail cell to vent to him and then intentionally take the opposite of any advice Yomi gives him. This ultimately backfires as sometimes Yomi does actually give good advice simply in hopes it'll stop Makoto from coming back.
8: He doesn't actually know how to look after himself very well. Beyond keeping himself clean, that is. He has people clean his house and do all his cooking, he's got a decent sense of the value of money but doesn't really mind throwing his own saving's about on random whims. Does this mean he tries to buy people's friendships through gifts? Occasionally. Does it work? ...... sometimes!
9: Ok so I assume we're all in agreement that either Makoto or Yuma had to die their hair- I think it's safe to assume Yuma was the one to cut his hair short but I think maybe Makoto's the one to dye it. I think No.1 wouldn't have been dumb enough to go "I know, I'll dye my hair purple, nobody will notice the roots showing and come to the conclusion I erased my memory on perpous!" Cuz he's not that dumb- (I hope-) So, you may be asking. Why blonde? Cuz he's a barbie girl in a barbie world, obviously.
10: So I spent the whole time playing raincode like "Yuma's so kirigiri and naegi's kid or something-" And ofc I knew it'd stay a headcannon and not be real cannon but it's stuck. So yeah, Makoto named himself after who he remembered to be his father. I think, since Makoto wants to be a good person, he called himself after the good-est person he knew at the time.
This isn't all the rot but if u read all that then just know this is all eventually gunna be included in fanfics I plan to write-
I am a writer I promise I just don't have the movitation rn-
#raincode#fanart#master detective archives: rain code#raincode makoto#silly little guy#rambles#headcanon#infodump#brainrot
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these idiots are ruingin my life
#cw blood#cw knife#laios touden#kabru of utaya#labru#brainrot#using the sideblog to post non lego stuff oops#delicious in dungeon#dungeon meshi
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available on redbubble
#brainrot#friend asked me to make a lil sticker for em and this was one of the designs#and i liked this one soo#anyway hopefully greenday/redbubble doesn't take it down#green day#american idiot
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If I could add one thing to bg3, I would give tav a tent
Everyone else gets one while we just sleep in a bedroll by the fire. I want my own little space at camp to decorate with random shit
Give it some personality we could choose the colour of it and what type of tent it is. The chest at camp that we fill with random junk from our adventures would be right by our tent
Also, if you play as an origin character, your tent gets removed ??? Why are our tent privileges taken away 😭
#bg3#baldur's gate 3#bg3 blurb#baulders gate 3#baldur’s gate 3#baldurs gate 3#baldurs gate#bg3 tav#bg3 original character#astarion#bg3 astarion#astarion bg3#brainrot#astarion brainrot#tav
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Loved this scene in the atla live action because right. Zuko could easily beat that woman. He could drop her without thinking about it. But she’s not who he’s after, it’s Aang that he wants, and despite denying it, Zuko still has compassion for innocent lives. So even when it would be easier to just punch her in the face and move on, Zuko lets her beat him back because he doesn’t really want to hurt people, he just wants to go home
#atla#avatar#avatar the last airbender#avatar live action#atla live action#atla fanbase#aang#avatar aang#zuko#prince zuko#atla zuko#shitpost#brainrot#ramble#atla brainrot#atla shitpost
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Astarion probably isn’t used to aftercare with all his trauma regarding sex / intimacy.
So imagine after the first time with you, almost immediately after you both finish, he gets up to re-dress. He expects you to do the same and leave, just like everyone has before you. But instead, you tug him back down into your warm embrace. He’s frozen, unsure what you’re doing but he likes the way you play with his hair. It slows down his erratic post coital heart, as his head relocates to your chest. Astarion comes to the realisation that he’s never actually taken a moment after sex to calm his body down before. It’s nice. You stay like this together for a while, relaxing after all the physical movement from earlier.
‘You okay?’ You mumble to him in a tired haze, ‘Did it feel good? You want some water?’ You begin to sit up, disrupting his position on your chest. For once he doesn’t reply, no flirty quips ready on his tongue. Astarion finds himself half shocked, half in awe that you care how he feels and what he felt like during the act. No one’s ever asked him that before.
You leave the bed briefly to the bathroom and return with a washcloth. You wipe yourself off then gesture towards Astarion, ‘Is it okay for me to clean you?’ You say softly, asking his consent.
He coughs, clearing his throat, ‘Of course,darling,’ he says, clearly covering up his confusion and rising nerves. ‘Are you okay?’ You ask again, repeating the question from earlier.
‘Yes, my love, I’m fine... it’s just no one’s ever done this to me before,’ he states gesturing down to where you carefully wipe his inner thighs. ‘Oh!’ You stutter ‘I can stop if your not comfortable with it—’. ‘I love it.’ he states, cutting you off. Eyes staring warmly into your own.
After this scenario happens I feel like Astarion will make the extra effort to learn proper aftercare for you, he begins to realise how important it is to check in after sex, he never wants you to feel used like he did in the past.
(Notes: sorry this is pure Astarion brainrot. Not proofread/edited. This man has crawled his way into my heart)
#fanfic#astarion#astarion x reader#bg3#bg3 tav#bg3 astarion#baldur's gate 3#brainrot#smut#angst#astarion smut#astarion ancunin#astarion angst#astarion and tav#fanfiction#x reader
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ROOMMATE!SIMON
cw: simon riley x fem!reader, he’s toxic
one - two - three - four
roommate!simon who purposely hides your things so you aren’t able to go out with other guys.
like he’ll steal your keys and purposely leave the house so you can call and ask him what time he’s gonna be home, so he can keep the door open for you.
just for him to tell you he isn’t going home for the night. and since he’s told you before he doesn’t feel comfortable having strangers over he knows you won’t invite anyone he hasn’t met before.
leaving you sad and lonely at home :((( just for a few hours to go by and he shows up, with your favorite food. using the excuse of ‘know how sad you were gonna be that you couldn’t go out. so i decided to come home and spend time with my best girl.’
and you fall for it every time.
(your keys appearing like 20 minutes after he’s home but that’s toooootally just a weird coincidence)
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" Honey with your kill-shot, baby."
#lance mcclain#voltron legendary defender#screencap#screencap redraw#voltron in 2024#brainrot#cw blood#cw guns#semi realism#fanart#vld lance#lgbt#monochrome#killshot is lances song idc#like wdym#love me till my lips turn blue
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