#YOUR BRAIN IS SO HUGE

[cirque-dhomosexual]

I don't know who first got the idea that experiencing love at first sight is an Addams family curse but I love you and wish that you may never experience a dissatisfactory pillow temperature or writer's block. This is my favorite piece of non-canon canon to ever exist.

#i seriously lovw you #your brain is so huge #the addams family #addams family curse #wenclair #wishing you a juicy kiss on the forehead

[artflameball]

If sans could get drunk off ketchup in 2016 I don't see why benrey can't get drunk off whatever non-beverage he decides is alcoholic to his species

It's one specific flavor of Mountain Dew

#your brain is so huge #hlvrai #benrey #asks #cw alcohol #just in case

[tteokdoroki]

to the anon who sent me the deku thirst i PROMISE you something by the end of tomorrow

#oh my god im shaking #your brain is so huge #✧ ₊˚💭੭ — aali just posted

[hydrostorm]

hot take: poison and richter are two sides of the same coin. i won't explain

YOU DON'T HAVE TO EXPLAIN I UNDERSTAND COMPLETELY. if poison had a belmont narrative that would just literally be richter

#your brain is so huge #castlevania thoughts

[final-dream]

Gaster!Sans is so crazy as a character where in the hell did he come from ???

#hes literally a gaster that is also just a little bit of sans #who thought of this #your brain is so huge #i love gsans

[pencildragons]

still insanely funny to me that ortus nigenad has canonically written 18 volumes of epic poetry about a bodyguard who was, in fact, Just Some Guy, and regularly quotes himself out loud in conversations on the regular. man had to die at the start of gtn because he was too fucking powerful to live

#ive been sitting here for like. a solid five fucking minutes trying to come up with a good comparison irl and i Cannot #like imagine if your bodyguard wrote what is basically a huge love song to your great great x10 grandparent's bodyguard and then #he just kept quoting himself in conversations #and then in the weird heaven afterlife you're using as the backdrop of a hallucinated memory sequence to justify the brain surgery you gave #yourself so you could forget the most important person in your life bc she killed herself for you #and you Cannot Conceive Of A Universe Without Her In It #and the dude the bodyguard wrote love songs about in question turns up and is like 'well i was kinda average actually #but thanks to the power of YOUR love songs i can now bend the rules of this liminal space to my will and beat this eldritch monster' #like dude what the fuck #ortus nigenad #harrowhark nonagesimus #tlt #tlt spoilers #htn spoilers #the locked tomb #gideon the ninth #harrow the ninth #griddlehark #it wasnt in the post but i had griddlehark Feelings in the tags so #words of wyrm

[c-hrona]

So, me and my gf @tumbly-s were talking about @andr0nap Ice Planet AU and she gave me this wonderful idea.

Vash has long ass eyelashes, right?

In very cold weather, they freeze and become all white, right?

And obviously, OBVIOUSLY, Wolfwood goes all doki-doki (and Meryl too, because who is the mad lad that would remain unaffected).

So this is it.

This is the fanart.

#trigun #vashwood #meryl stryfe #roberto de niro #Andro thank you so much for this au srsly #Also hope you like it!!! #your brain is huge because drawing ice is so fucking funny i didn't know!!!

[hedgehog-moss]

Cat heaven is a winter greenhouse on a sunny day.

#crawling along #you must feel god-chosen when you're a cat having access to 28°C when the sinners (dog) are stuck outside in negative temperatures #(this dog prefers the cold and even moreso if it snows but that's not comprehensible to a cat's brain) #i wanted to write a detailed winter greenhouse newsletter but haven't had time #so this is like... a trailer #soon on your screens: fish and flowers and fairly huge radishes #and a cameo by the undefeatable parsley

[dustykneed]

Picture this; Bones holding Joanna, rocking her to sleep and the part in Beautiful Boy where it’s like “The monster's gone, He's on the run, And your daddy's here” is playing. :,)

Fatherhood gives you certain... skills. Coincidentally, this is also how Jim finds out that Bones sings.

:'))

#star trek #star trek fanart #star trek aos #star trek alternate original series #jim kirk #jim t kirk #leonard mccoy #bones mccoy #leonard bones mccoy #joanna mccoy #mckirk #mckirk fanart #ship or platonic? up to you #this sort of ties in to another thing ill be posting soon. but only sort of?? mainly it's joanna's design and symbols lol #yes joanna has character symbols im a little bit insane and a huge nerd #this is when jim decides he HAS to woo that divorced dad lmao #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASK ANON ILYSM. im so happy with where this ask took me and i hope you enjoy!! #what is jim dreamjng about you ask? well. The colours are a reference sorta actually but iykyk (aos lore?) #this hit me in so many different feels. SO MANY. im a changed man because of this ask anon i am in your debt #im so in love with all of your brains btw. the reqs yall send in are so so good #honestly if youre a recurring anon feel free to leave a calling card or something. i would love to shake you adoringly by some sorta name #happy first contact day!!

[canisalbus]

My absolute favorite thing about your blog, even more favorite that Vachete, is the care and interest you put into each response. Be it an ask or an art piece, you always eloquently break down each individual aspect and comment on them. It always makes me smile.

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#aw geez #thank you! that's such a sweet thing to say! #these are things I like to talk about so it's not like people have to try very hard to get me to ramble about stuff I hold dear #tumblr as a whole seems to have an atmosphere that encourages being open about passions special interests and one's creative projects #it's terribly flattering that folks are interested in engaging with what I make to begin with I don't take that for granted #and having your original characters depicted by other artists is a huge deal #it takes time and effort and thought to create anything especially if it's for someone else #I try my best to let them know that I've stopped to look at and think about their work in a way it deserves #and I like art and I like talking about and analyzing it and if someone made it for me and it features my brain goobers I like it even more #plus I know receiving comments is rewarding so I try to write ones that take longer than a few seconds to read #every time I get thoughtful feedback the good feeling lingers for ages and I'd imagine most people feel the same way #answered #hylorien

[ir-dr]

Day 3498 - 8 May 2023

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I’ll be in Tokyo Alley on May 20th! See y’all there! 

.//projectTiGER

#projecttiger #con things #tokyo alley #this year's theme and design speaks to me so much i love you miss touko #TWINBUNS (CHEF KISS) #SAILOR UNIFORMS (CHEF KISS) #dear the person who designed her i think your brain is huge and i hope you live forever

[theminecraftbee]

can i request three somehow forced into a fake dating situation

Three stares directly into Martyn’s eyes. They are blue and of an average size. It feels as though maybe this should be against the rules, but according to the book it had read, this was… normal. A normal thing to do on a date. Look deeply into someone’s eyes. It would not be suspicious at all, even though Three isn’t really sure how to look more or less deeply into anyone’s eyes at all. Eyes are not flat, but even when Three Looks, it isn’t as though there is anything interesting in there.

Martyn is sweating somewhat. He looks away first.

Three’s pretty sure this counts as a victory, especially given Martyn can’t see Three’s face behind the mask anyway. It is good Three has now won the game of ‘staring lovingly into its date’s eyes’, because that had been a strange, threatening mortal ritual. It would rather not do that again.

“Haha, thanks again for agreeing to this date,” Martyn says, very suspiciously looking around the small cafe in a bustling semi-private Origins server. “It’s been so long since we’ve gotten to hang out like this. Gods, do I sound stupid.”

“You do,” Three says.

“You don’t have to answer those,” Martyn says.

“Will comply,” Three says.

“Oh, for the love of—we’re on a date. A date!” Here, Martyn winks obnoxiously. “It’s not a mission.” He winks obnoxiously again. “Besides, you should lighten up!”

“Will comply,” Three says.

“You know, I had forgotten how obnoxious that was,” Martyn says cheerfully. “Anyway, I should order us some drinks! Have some conversation! Keep an eye out around us, yeah, for our waiter?”

“You are not very subtle,” Three says.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Martyn says. “Besides, honestly? I am really glad to just hang out with you. Because we’re dating! On this server for fancy couples. Yep.”

The problem is, of course, that a fancy origins server is a great place for the strangest of people to hide.

When Martyn had asked a favor, Three had been… uncertain. This was not because Three doesn’t care for Martyn—it does, greatly—or because Three didn’t want to see Martyn—they’d met up a few times before now, tentative and quiet and frustrated and all the things that were hard to explain, and then in all the ways they were okay again—but because Martyn, for all Three cares for him, is still an idiot.

Three is its own handler, now. It does not have to follow handlers that are morons. It had told Martyn this. When Martyn had stopped wheezing, he’d explained that it’d be fun. Not Listener business, he promised; he still hadn’t quite gotten out, but he wouldn’t drag Three in, Scout’s honor.

(Three believes him. It’s never been that Three doesn’t trust him.)

It was a friend of Martyn’s that had gone missing. Apparently, on some fancy modded server? And now, Martyn wanted Three to come help him do some recon because, quote, “Jimmy laughed at me until he cried and that hurt me a little bit, not going to lie, and I’ve used up the favors Ren owes me, and Oli was busy. Have you met Oli? You’d like Oli.”

(Three did not like Oli.)

Three agreed, despite its better judgement. The reason it thought this may be a poor plan was because—

“Ah, the lovely Valentines,” the waiter says. He gives them a plate of lovely heart-shaped calamari. Three wonders if they had belonged to heart-shaped squid. “It’s a lovely evening, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it’s wonderful here with my beloved!” Martyn says.

The waiter and Martyn both look at Three. Three doesn’t say anything and sits perfectly still.

“Um,” the waiter says.

“It’s for a health condition,” Martyn says, which technically isn’t a lie.

“Very well, sirs, although it may get in the way of the kissing competition!”

Martyn, who had just started sipping some wine, chokes on it.

“I will win the kissing competition,” Three says.

Martyn chokes harder.

“I will see you to it!” the waiter says. “And of course, our patented species comparability exam is the highlight of the evening.”

“Oh. I am not sure I can produce viable offspring,” Three says.

The waiter stares at Three. Three stares back, although not into the waiter’s eyes, as to not cause any confusion. The mask somewhat prevents that from working, though.

“Very well then,” the waiter says. “I suppose just—do you need help?”

“It knows what it’s doing,” Martyn hisses.

“I did do research before coming here,” Three says.

“I’ll just head on,” the waiter says, in a tone that suggests to Three that maybe it did not do enough research before agreeing to help Martyn.

Oh well.

At least the mask means it doesn’t have to keep a straight face as it picks Martyn off the ground and, completely flat in tone, says: “Do not die. I would be sad if you died of something as stupid as choking on wine.”

“I asked for this,” Martyn says.

“Yes,” Three says. “You did. That is why I am here.”

(Beneath the table, it grabs Martyn’s hand. Martyn squeezes Three’s hand back. It had missed him, though. For all they do not see each other often—)

(Well. It had missed him, though.)

#answered #ask game #strifetxt #solving counting sheep talk #a bee fic #not going to fandom tag this one because frankly scs always confuses me on whether it’d be rude to ;-; #anyway lei your brain is so huge. this is such an inherently funny concept. #hermitshipping #trafficshipping #I MEAN. NO THIS ONE IS PLATONIC ACTUALLY BUT I FEEL LIKE PEOPLE WHO HAVE THOSE TAGS BLOCKED WOULDNT WANNA SEE THIS #so I am BEING POLITE. #anyway I love solving counting sheep I should write side stories for it #I still periodically rotate three in my head like a rotisserie chicken. #THIS IS VERY STUPID BTW. #set nebulously A. Few? years after canon #up to you to decide EXACTLY win but it’s implied here some rats and some third life equivalent happened #so do with that as you will idk if that’s canon in my head but since its post fic canon who cares

[lazycranberrydoodles]

fanart of @poorly-drawn-mdzs’ mdzs and x-files crossover!!!

also -

#thank you to squeeze (toombs) and the host (sewer monster) for making 12 year old me realize i liked horror #as an early teen i would watch our xfiles box set at home alone at night. it was awesome #i love this crossover!!! your brain is so huge #congrats to scully and mulder. o7 #was there a straight person yuri poll because i think they could win that #mdzs #art #my art #the x files #x-files #mo dao zu shi #wangxian #wei wuxian #lan wangji #fox mulder #dana scully #cringetober 2023

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Sunny my life my love my deranged little puppet from my brain

#she is so.... Transedgendered in her own special way #i realized her stitches look like top surgery stitches #however she never had a top to surgery #but somehow it still fits??? it makes Sense considering her background and personal lore #puppets are just so genderfucked <3 #scribble salad #forced idiots <3 #oc #original character #i didnt expect to get so attached to her!!! #i thought i was gonna discard her honestly! i thought she wouldnt Last in my brain! #but now she's irreversibly woven into the narrative #she's Important #also i just plain love her! #she's a huge opportunity to fuck with perception/flexibility of gender & sex & humanity & uhhhh whats the word??? life role??? #your place in life??? what you Do???? you know what i mean??? #its the making peace with yourself! accepting your role!! #she's making me unwell! #also she has retractable teeth <3 #was actually the second thing i thought of for her #literally the Exact Reason was because i imagined one of her fellow companions smacking her upside the head #and a full set of chompers Extended. they got knocked right out of her! chonk canines and everything!! #and then i figured out it ties into her journey and 'corruption' and oauasgasfja sundown summer you are my everything

[coffeeghoulie]

okay okay listen...#48 w/dewther. yes? but. insert aeon in place of aether. insert dew's habit and....what happens?

Crow, your brain is huge <3. Hope you enjoy!

#48: out of habit

from this prompt list

Something's wrong.

Dew can feel it growing in the pit of his chest, straining at his ribs with each heartbeat. He hasn't been this nervous ahead of a Ritual in years, long before he transitioned to fire.

Miserere Mei, Deus is playing over the speakers, just barely managing to drown out the growing sound of the crowd, and if Dew were quintessence, he'd be able to taste the excitement. The gossamer sheet between them and the audience ripples softly in the breeze, and something's wrong.

Dew stares down at his hands, growling at them as if that alone would make his spindly fingers stop trembling. It's the first show of this cycle. He should be excited, just like the humans who came to see them spread the Unholy Father's message.

He cannot, for the life of him, figure out what's making him feel like the world's about to end until he looks up from his hands. Aeon's taking his Fantomen from a tech, and Dew is reminded, painfully, that his mate will not be standing across the stage from him when that curtain falls.

Dew stumbles back, grabbing at a crate like he thinks he might go off balance. His other hand covers the crook of his neck, over the many intricate layers of his uniform, where Aether's mark sits, long scarred over. He knows what he's missing, what's wrong, what is making him feel like he's dying.

The first Ritual he and Aether shared together, Aether's very first, Dew had watched the big ghoul shake with nerves, still shy and skittish, only a few months' summoned. He had slipped over towards him, pressed a cool hand to his chest.

Aether had flinched, looking up, violet eyes all Dew could see behind the silver masks. "You'll do fine," Dew had whispered, "I trust Omega and Delta's judgment. You'll do just fine."

He hadn't responded, still trembling under Dew's touch. Dew furrowed his brow, humming softly. Aether swayed towards the noise, entranced.

"Here," Dew said, grabbing the chin of his mask and pulling it up, revealing the pale skin of his glamour. "Pull your mask up, starshine."

Aether wordlessly obeyed, and Dew's gaze softened at the sight of his lip bitten raw, fear written clear as day across his expression.

"Do you want a distraction?" Dew asked, gently reaching up to pet at Aether's cheek. He nodded, and Dew grabbed his Grucifix necklace, pulling gently until Aether leaned down and pressed a kiss to his cheek. He had blushed so hard it almost looked purple, but he stopped shaking, and Dew counted that as a win.

Especially when they got off stage, and Aether had given him the biggest grin he'd ever seen on the quintessence ghoul's face.

For six years, for as long as they'd been touring together, Aether had sidled up to Dew, leaning down and grinning. "You're not nervous anymore," Dew scoffed, rolling his eyes, but he'd still stand up on his tiptoes to give Aether his preshow good luck kiss.

Aether's not here now. He's retired to work in the infirmary with Omega, and Dew had thought he'd finished processing that. He's dead wrong.

He glances to stage left, to where his Fantomen hangs around the new kid's neck, and it doesn't quite dwarf them the way Dew thought it would when he had first seen the new quintessence ghoul. But it's still strange and unfamiliar, and the pit in his chest wrenches at him, and Dew knows what he has to do.

There's a call for places. Unlike the rest of the band pack, Dew ignores it, stomping across the stage until he gets to Aeon.

They jolt, posture straightening as he approaches, and Dew can't exactly blame them. He's been cold and a little distant from them, but he shakes his head, reaching out to pull them down gently by the tubing on their helmet.

He can't see their expression, just the curve of their lips under their balaclava, but he leans in and kisses right between the horns of their helmet.

"You'll do fine," he says softly, and darts back to his place just as Imperium starts, leaving Aeon to wonder what just happened.

#ok i fucked around with tenses and wrote this while at work so if there's any mistakes that's on me #but again crow your brain is huge and i wanted to jump on this one #dew being reluctantly but genuinely soft to aeon my beloved #dot's writing #dewdrop ghoul #aeon ghoul #the band ghost #the band ghost fanfiction #forlorn_crows #fic request #kiss prompts

[toastcryptid]

Coworker was telling me about his justice league height headcanons and i haven’t been able to stop thinking about Short King batman all day

(Below is his original drawing, for reference)

#justice league #dc #toast art #thank you Lazar your brain is so fucking HUGE for this #a batman who is small enough to be football carried by the flash #also the idea of a group photo where batman is constantly being forced up front because he’s so fucking short is hilarious