#this. brainworms in my head

[canisonicscrewyou]

she’s insane she’s a wet cat of a human being she’s got daddy and mommy issues up to here she’s pathetic she’s everything she’s a breakthrough case she’s in hiding she’s forever mourning she’s a mom she’s got trauma she doesn’t even know how to find a therapist for she loves her friends and she secretly loves attention and if one things for certain she’s never stepping foot inside of the TARDIS ever again (a lie)

#rehashing a cringey self insert OC from 2014 but making her cringe in all new ways #unsure if I’m ever going to properly write anything w her again (to share w anyone at least bc a bitch has been writing) #but at the very least it’s been fun rehashing this OC. Molly Archer you were never stable enough to be a normal companion <33 #but yet you keep getting dragged back in #she does eventually get a therapist for the Issues arising from the Everything (not related to why she had one before of course) #she just finds a fantastical allegory to let her therapist wrap their head around a fantastical situation #that eventually ends with ‘yeah so I think one of my soulmates died but immediately came back as a close friend who rightfully #denied my (obviously unrequited) feelings. we had a kid. she’s kind of fucked up medically because of it. he found out and tried to hate me #about it. life moves on I guess lmao lmao’ #it’s also okay bc her kid grows up fine-ish and then gets dragged into her own alien fuckshit for being A Special I guess #do adore that her kid is like a Top Ten Doctor Hater. not an enemy she just hates his guts and mostly grew out of it after her teenage years #passed #is anyone still reading this bc it’s half incomprehensible #if I write anything it’s going to be so self indulgent #but for now I just have. playlists. #if you read all or most of the tags you’re so so strong. and also should hit me up(earnest) if you want to listen to me ramble more about #this. brainworms in my head

[cupcakeslushie]

All Aprils are queens.

First || Prev || Next

#tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt fanart #tmnt donatello #tmnt leonardo #tmnt casey jones #tmnt april #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2012 donatello #this is heading for jonatello. possibly capritello. idk. #it prob won’t be heavy tho. just vibes #donnie brainworm au #my art

[wasyago]

so, would you?

nothing important under the cut, you don't need to look haha

#inspired by the random youtube short i saw about how these types of questions are not really about logic but about emotion and reassurance #doesn't matter if the question doesn't make sense. you say 'yes' because you love them no matter what. not because its a worm or a bug or #or anything. its a way of saying 'i will love you when you've changed and when you're different. because it's still *you*.' #idk something about it just felt so gentle and genuine. like a pure display of affection through a silly question... #and of course fnc was the first thing i thought about because i got brainworms #jrwi fish and chips #jrwi riptide #jrwi chip #gillion tidestrider #my art #sketch #also im back from a vacation! and i feel so awful i got sick the first day home and im sitting here at 6am drawing fishes and chips #the dialog feels a little ooc but i cant figure out if it really is or if its because my head hurts and i cant think #tbh it doesn't really matter.......... but it matters to me augh #ALSO yes the under the cut bit is about episode 109. i dont know if its clear or not

[were-changing-cake-vaults]

Gem would like to pretend that things are normal around Magic Mountain.

Or, well, that everyone else is normal, and she’s keeping all the weirdness to herself. She’s the one who decided to go a little creepy this season, after all, and as far as she can tell, she’s the only one smelling the rot coming from the river. All her neighbors should be fine, and have only commented that her boat burns a lot of coal fumes that sort of reek. It’s definitely not rot, and things are normal for them, and they are decidedly abnormal for her.

Which is fine! Gem wants her friends safe! Sure, she’s been hearing weird gurgling noises from the flooded caves that line the beaches, but she’s probably just hallucinating. Or maybe Scar is smacking salmon heads on note blocks again, despite living on the other side of the mountain. And sure, Impulse died and came back completely washed of color, but that’s just a demise thing. It’s just the creepy she dragged along with her- Joel’s totally fine, and that’s enough evidence for her.

Well, it would be if not for the fact that the salmon she’s been getting from fishing are starting to look…strange, all sharp-finned and much slimier than normal. And the cod, too, have far too many gills, like gashes down their sides. Grian pulls up a fish one afternoon and Gem swears it’s got six eyes, but Grian only remarks them as “weird patterning” and shoves it right into the furnace for cooking.

He’s been eating a lot of fish, recently, straight from this very river, the one that smells of rot. Caught them all himself. He’s also been fishing a lot- Gem doesn’t know the last time he worked on his base. He keeps trying to dredge up a book. She asks him one day why he keeps going if he’s already got a ton of books from the water, and he sounds haggard when he replies:

“The book, Gem. I’m not looking for a book. I’m looking for the book. It’ll give me all the answers I need. I haven’t found it yet, but the ocean will provide for me. I know it’s the next one.”

Something in the way he looks at her makes her gut twist. His eyes are empty, glossed over, and she knows the joke is that he looks like a cod, but it’s- he’s different, now, washed out and shiny skin, little to no meat on his bones, bags like pits under his soulless eyes. Something about the way he phrased that—the ocean will provide for me—makes her spine recoil back, feet dragged backwards towards her boat. A fear-stricken laugh bubbles up Gem throat as she tries to remember the last time he wasn’t fishing. When was the last time he slept?

Come to think of it, when was the last time she slept? Isn’t there a warning for those who stay up too late?

And when she tells him it’s an addiction, Grian just laughs it off, throws his rod into the sea, and pats the seat next to him. And then there she is, fishing alongside him, like she was always doing. She was planning to do this, yes. More and more of Magic Mountain arrives, plus Etho, who brings along a disc to put them in the mood. It’s a swan song.

The ocean sings back. It gives her an image of a great tall lighthouse, cherished by watery angels, who dance around it. It gives her the size, the colors, the materials to recreate it in verse. She smiles. It tells them all to knock another hermit off the list of survivors. She grins.

Before turning to join the group on their quest, Gem looks into the water one last time. Staring back is a well-kept woman with long, shiny red hair.

There is a book in her hand.

#woosh writes #dredge spoilers #hermitcraft #geminitay #grian #magic mountain #oceans calling au #I HAD BRAINWORMS!!!! I! HAD! BRAINWORMS!!!! #sorry some elements here do have spoilers for the main twist in dredge so if you haven’t played or seen the game already this will spoil it #but cmon guys. cmon #this has been stuck in my head all day

[3cosmicfrogs]

*keeping the head of my ex (which i killed slowly and painfully) in my secret closet for years and evil monologuing to it regularly*: I am being so Normal about this :)

#(stylizing my WIPs as if i don't have anything else to do) #brainworms are wriggling and writhing ugh #artfromthefrogs #mdzs #jin guangyao #mdzs jgy #mdzs nmj #nie mingjue #the inherent homoeroticism of decapitating your ex and keeping his head in your closet like the little repressed freak that you are #the untamed #mo dao zu shi #nieyao

[sketchy--akechi]

i think kanji should get kissed by his crush idk

#persona 4 #persona 4 golden #p4g #kanji tatsumi #tatsumi kanji #naoto shirogane #shirogane naoto #kannao #i finished p4 the other day and these two have been living in my head rent free!! #not shuake level of brainworms but i had to do at least one lil doodle... get it out of my system because theyre sO CUTE #liz art

[smolestboop]

Thorin sees Bilbo's freckles for the first time. This headcanon from @its-atlass is making me go insane, I had to draw this or I'll explode. Original idea post here!

#bilbo baggins #bagginshield #thorin oakenshield #the hobbit #my art #im-- dies #gosh i love them and the brainworms are having a rave in my head

[chucapybara]

—monsters.

a short arlecchino x harbinger fem!reader drabble.

notes: "innamorati" is one of the cast in the commedia dell'arte, with the theme of the lovers, if i remember correctly. they are usually a pair, as well. wrote this a few days ago; this came to me with my own version of a harbinger!oc in mind (hence it may come off as self-shippy), but i think it's vague enough to substitute a reader as innamorati. :3c inna also has cryo-inclined abilities (hence titled "Permafrost") and covers themselves in armour!

"You still bleed like a man does."

"And how does... ngfh... a man bleed?"

"Red."

Were it not for the slickened crimson coating her cursed palms, Arlecchino may as well have thought that the Innamorati was no more than an inanimate suit of obsidian. Innamorati's breaths come heavy, misting like frost at the base of her visor.

There is a kinship, in the blood and in the ghastly taint that sours them both. Like beckons like, as the familiar recognises the familiar from a sea of crowds.

For a moment, Arlecchino's dead-eyed gaze flickers over the shadows in Innamorati's helmet, as if searching for a glimpse of the soul that stares beneath. She almost catches the abyssal-flecked hazel, the dredges of human, or what once was human.

"Innamorati."

"Mmh."

"The children will mourn your passing," the Fourth mutters. It's difficult to dress the wound of an acquaintance who refuses to shed their armour, but she improvises. The bleeding must stop eventually.

"Will they, now?"

Arlecchino bows her head, the slightest nudge of a nod. It was not often that Innamorati passed by the House, but every instance always brought with it the intrigue from the children, and the rumour of the risen "abyssal knight". For all the Lovers' aloof frigidity, a wonder it had become when said abyssal knight would bring souvenirs and trinkets for the children of the Hearth after and between deployments, when said abyssal knight would converse with the fosters in a voice soft as snow, gentle as a whisper upon a dandelion breeze.

Quickly, Innamorati had unknowingly earned a place for herself among the denizens of that organisation, and had come under the scrutiny of its unfeeling Father. Hence had Arlecchino found a wounded Innamorati, returned from a mission, stalking past whilst nursing an injury; hence had Arlecchino beckoned her fellow Harbinger into her office, where a box of medical supplies sits in her cabinet for unforeseen events much like this.

"And of you?" The words come slow from 'neath Inna's helm, a gravelled drag to them, strained. "Will you mourn my passing, Knave?"

There is a long silence. With calculating coldness, the baleful moon falls quiet, perhaps contemplative, perhaps resentful of the question.

How many has she reaped? How many throats slashed, heads ground into a marrowy pulp? And of the many, of what number were those she had no strength to aid, left to keep the reminder of their lives in their final breaths?

Even now, from the depths of that icy past blazed upon a crimson pyre, Innamorati ferried recollections that the Knave had not pondered in a long time: her first blood, on that fated arena, within the cage of a woman madder than she—the blood of a fallen dreamer, an heir to tragedy.

When Arlecchino does not answer, Innamorati answers for her.

"Well," the Permafrost mutters in a rasp, "I have yet to forfeit my life, stubborn as I am. You do not grieve for the living."

"And yet we grieve, still, for what eludes us in the present."

Their gazes meet—or Arlecchino thinks they do. She feels a knowing shiver at the tilt of Innamorati's head, in her direction, where the fiery moon meets a frigid sun.

We grieve for what we have lost.

And if naught else, yours is the grave whose flowers I shall never allow to wilt.

#🌙 chuca drabbles #arlecchino #arlecchino x reader #hmmmmmm #ah yes to mourn for your lost humanity #to mourn the blood on your hands that were never your own... #there's a lot of brainworms in my head about arlecchino and innamorati rn #i should be working on my finals AHAHSNDLKA

[marcusagrippa]

any roman senator born after 105bc can’t follow the mos maiorum... all they know is dictator, march on they rome, twerk, be bisexual, conquer gaul & lie

#FUCKUNG. CAESAR BRAINWORMS. GET OUT KF MY HEAD OLD MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[paper-lilypie]

@spaciebabie someone tell those two the daycare has WINDOWS

#SPACIE I AM IN YOUR WALLS #BANGING AND SCRATCHING AT YOUR PLASTER #CHEWING ON YOUR SLIPPERS #THAT COMIC MADE ME LOSE WHAT LITTLE SELF RESTRAINT I HAD #NOW I ONLY ROTATE THAT ONE PANEL IN MY HEAD LIKE A HOTDOG IN A MICROWAVE #THIS IS YOUR IMPACT QUEEN #NOW COME COLLECT THE RESULT OF MY BRAINWORMS #fnaf sun #fnaf #sun x reader #fanart #kiss

[mechieonu]

the BEST part of PHM is that you will never know what to expect next. like NEVER. the main character has memory loss. he knows nothing he's supposed to know and everything he shouldn't. love and community is a construct and it's a spaceship with robotic nurse-maid arms. boring old physics is all you need to save the world. aliens are 1.) real 2). frankly fucking baffled that humans breathe fire fuel 3). either single-celled amoeba or 5-legged rock spiders and only one of them is detrimental to the entire solar system. you can't go home again. no, seriously. bitches will literally be staring down the barrel of imminent extinction and still talk abt the Beatles. the secret to political success is to say fuck bureaucracy. einstein was terrifyingly right & More At 11. "What if we accelerated climate change to offset the planet freezing?" -statements dreamed up by the Utterly Deranged. you weren't a star but you can still be the hero. no matter how alone you might be in the universe, you are surrounded by the composite knowledge and hope of your entire species & everyone who has ever lived before you, and this is good good good. the goldilocks zone really WAS for idiots. the avg rectal temperature of a healthy goat is 103.4°F / 39.7°C. and the space ship is a fucking yo-yo.

#project hail mary #the brainworms in my head are shaped like ryland grace and rocky #andy weir you will be Found for your naming schemes #HAIL MARY...FULL OF /GRACE/ #i finished the book 3 months ago and only learned abt the joke TODAY

[nuka-rockit]

#bg3 #bg3 spoilers #enver gortash #kethertic thorm #shitpost #YES THIS IS ABOUT DURGETASH #i have brainworm #i saw that og post and couldnt get it out of my head #meme #baldurs gate #my stuff #ok to rb #durgetash #dark urge x enver gortash

[badcaseofcasey]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

If anyone asked Steve about his words, he’d say he didn’t even remember getting them. That he was so young when it happened, he can't remember. Some would tell him he’s lucky; he knows his soulmate is out there, but he doesn’t know who, so he can date and meet people freely, knowing that one day he’ll meet back up with the person he’s “meant to be with.”

Others would shake their heads in pity, tell him that it must be hard to have met your soulmate and then lost them again. To not remember that magical moment of the words buzzing across his skin as they appeared and he first caught a glimpse of his soulmate. There were entire genres of movies, books, and songs dedicated to that first moment, and he doesn’t get to remember it.

But of course Steve remembers it.

How could he forget the moment when he realized that finally, he knew for sure that there was someone out there who loved him and would keep loving him no matter what? At least, that’s how it felt when it happened, all the way back when he was in elementary school.

He had been at the park one day after school with one of the many nannies he had growing up, his parents away on  another of his dad’s business trips. Even this young, he can remember seeing the other parents at the park and wondering if it was weird that he always seemed to come with his nanny.

Steve was working on building a very intricate sandcastle in the sand box when he heard his words, and felt the accompanying prickle across his rib cage that he would later learn meant his words had snaked their way up his side.

“Hey, wanna fight a dragon with me?”

Part 2

#plz enjoy this steddie brainworm that found its way into my head #let me know if you want to read more! #i’ve been really enjoying all the ‘met as kids’ aus that i’ve been seeing lately #so here’s mine #my fic #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve x eddie #steddie fic #steddie #soulmate au #met as kids au #Stranger Things #steddie soulmate au

[time-slink]

quick little hylian stable hand bdubs… normal thoughts abt this btw 👍

#my art #bdubs #bdoubleo100 #thaaaank you to the massive brained sudo-knight for infecting me with these brainworms btw i will cherish them #at a weird ass spot rn where i was SO AMNY IDEAS in my head but… so little time/energy to draw them sob #it’s usually the opposite

[ratgrinders]

Been thinking about the parallels between Goro Akechi and Kipperlily lately.

#LISTEN im not much of an artist ok but i got Brainworms #i wanna rotate them both in my head like a snowglobe #dimension 20 #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #original post #rat grinders #kipperlily copperkettle #kristin applebees #kipperbees #? #persona 5 #goro akechi

[arachnerd-8-legs]

"Always up for a good jog -- otherwise, would I still be *on* this case with *you*?" He smiles and raises his collar. It's windy.

#disco elysium #de #de fanart #kim kitsuragi #art #artists on tumblr #BRAINROT BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK #i have so many brainworms. god. #i feel physically ill if i stop thinking about it #i had this scene in my head for DAYS from the moment i did this task #hopefully putting it out there will ease them (it wont) #i also felt too intimidated to draw him for ages #he just has a very specific look #but i finally did it #arachart