#Delia brainrots

[struggling-with-drivers]

More brainrot thoughts, blame and thank @pucksandpower

Au where Charles is a gold digger and Max is the f1 driver Charles wants.

Okay okay okay so, can you really blame Charles, like can you really blame Charles?

His mom had been arm candy to his dad, that much was by no means a secret. It might have influenced his way of looking at life, more than anyone realised. But it's not like he wasn't influenced by anything else he grew up with.

The opulence that surrounded him, the over indulgences lurking in every corner, the wealth that absolutely did not whisper. Especially not during those few weeks the entire country breathes for Formula racing.

Charles was raised in luxurity, and it was everything he had ever known. The words your face is all you're worth, had been intrgrained into his mind and body since he was a child. He had showed no really skill in any of his subjects, neither any of the 100s of sports his Maman had rotated him through. He was hopeless at seemingly every single one of them, it did however make him a very interesting person, and if there was one thing Charles Leclerc could.

It was talk.

Charles was a great conversationalist, and an even bigger flirt. Cheeky in just the right way, and seemingly obliviously innocent in every other. Except he knew what he was doing, he knew he was a tease, especially when he ran his hand over someone's chest and practically purred into their ear. About how good he could be.

Then he would pull back, bat his eyelashes. Hook, line and sinker. Charles was have an amazing night, and then be showered in gifts and hush money. With an invitation of next time tucked away in his back pocket.

Pierre had called him a practically unsafe escort once, Charles had corrected him, he was in fact being very safe.

Then Pierre had brought along his Formula 1 colleagues, and can you really blame Charles?

Max had seemed so sweet, so forbidden in the crowd of Eden. Charles wanted to sink his teeth into Max, if not for the hush money, but for the way those eyes would look at him when he begged for more.

Then Max had rejected Charles, even after he had touched his chest, even after he had purred in his ear. Max had even resisted the way Charles battered his eyelashes at him.

What Max hadn't been strong enough to do, was look away. His eyes had been fixed on Charles's open shirt since Pierre had introduced Charles to the other. His gaze locked to the way that translucent shirt had a cut so deep, so when Charles bend over, Max could see his belly button. Not that he needed the gap, the shirt itself was seethrough enough on it's own.

Charles had guided Max's hand to his side, and Max had excused himself for a drink.

Abandoning a full drink on the table.

He had needed air.

-

Max didn't see Charles again for a month, and he should have known better, in fact he should have expected the beautiful man to show back up in his life. Because then there Charles was. Right at the Monaco GP, walking down the Paddock, his arm linked with someone else, dressed in all red, supporting Ferrari.

Max should have brushed it off and moved along, so why couldn't he?

Why was the only thing he could think about as he accepted the trophy and got doused in champagne, that a certain beautiful man clad in Red would look better in Blue?

Pierre - who Max didn't think he had talked to more than few times in the last year - had clasped his shoulder, warned him not to be stupid. Then that was it, and Max had seen him move away, hug Charles, and pepper a few kisses on his cheeks, before Charles had nuzzled his way back under the arm of some guy Max didn't know. Not that he cared.

But Charles had looked at Max, even as the Monégasque kissed the cheek of his lover? Keeping the eyecontact, as though he had forced Max to watch, a way to taunt this could be you. He needed to get his shit together, they had met once, and seen each other twice.

Then came the victory celebrations, and Max didn't know how Charles had ended up on his lap, there was plently of spaces left in the booth, but he had picked Max's lap as his preferred seat. Except, Charles hadn't looked at Max not even once. Even he had kissed Pierre hello, right there, on Max's lap.

His eyes had been glued to Charles.

Who did not even look at him once, and Max - fully sober - was feeling so fucking intoxicated. Over this guy, a stranger, a something. Something dangerous, something that reeked of scandals.

When Charles had gotten up, all eyes turned in his direction as he sauntered away. Max knew, for he had looked as well.

Monaco GP was over, and Max could relax, at least that's what he told himself. The world had other plans for him, how had Max never realised how small Monaco really was. That Damned beauty seemed to show up everywhere, at the coffee shop, when he was on a run, even at the paddle club.

Had Charles always been around?

Except, each time he saw the Monégasque a longing feeling spread through his chest, it was followed by the reminder, Charles was always looking at someone else. Max doesn't think he saw the same person twice with an arm around Charles.

Max wondered briefly, in a moment of weakness, and post nut clarity, would the price be worth the feeling of his hands on Charles waist. Then he had chased the thought away, with the unnessecary paperwork, and NDA's and besides. Pierre had said to not be stupid. Pierre - who probably cheered every time Max made a slight mistake - had warned him.

-

Charles knew his effect on others, he was fully aware of each set of eyes that followed him. Nothing thrilled him more than walking through the street, being someone's accessory, and everyone appreciating him. Charles had quickly found himself enjoying a specific pair of eyes, they belonged to a certain Dutchman. Someone Charles would never had imaged being able to get with a few years ago. But that had been when Charles was younger, and now, he had honed his skills well enough.

He knew that it was only about time before Max Verstappen would break.

-

Max will sometimes see Charles hanging around the paddock during the European stint of races. He had convinced himself that he had become immune to the magnetic pull of the charming Monegasque. But it was quite a shock when - after having made the long journey to Suzuka - he sees the familiar perfectly messy hair.

More somber than he had ever seen Charles before. The beauty had traded in his typical Ferrari red for AlphaTauri white and navy, and a guest pass declaring him “Guest of Pierre Gasly.” Then he had joined Pierre on a track walk.

Max had watched as Pierre and his trainer continued making their way around the Suzuka Circuit even as Charles wandered towards the run-off area on the outside of the Dunlop Curve. And then Max watched as the normally composed and aloof man fell to his knees.

Max looked around. No one else seemed surprised to see the Monegasque’s body shaking as he sobbed on the gravel. Max had spotted Daniel across the track with his own trainer and nudged his way over to the Australian.

“What’s up with him?”

"Charles Leclerc?" Daniel questioned, "You don't know? He's Jules- was Jules god son."

"Oh," Is all Max said, he didn't know what else he should have said.

And Max felt so stupid, how hadn't he made the connection before?

No wonder no one else had seemed surprised, that Charles was constantly hanging around the paddock, wearing Red when his friend was in white and blue.

No wonder that in addition to being especially close with Pierre, the older drivers seem to have a bit of a soft spot for him. He probably should have realised there was more going on after hearing someone mention Pierre and Charles grew up together.

They'd all seen that the sport can take and take and take - the sobbing man of front of him was proof enough of that.

Max had barely realised, he was standing in front Charles before the words. "It sucks." Had rushed out of his mouth, and god, the other man snorts. Too taken aback with what Max just said, to have realised he stopped crying.

He looked up at Max, and a brief thought barrels through his mind. Fuck Charles looks good on his knees. But then Max reminded himself that that was probably pretty fucking inapproiate. Instead he reached a hand out, a sort of apology, but definitely an attempt to help to other to forget what Max had just said.

"Thank you." Charles smiled at him, the tears were still fresh on his chins, but Max could breathe a bit lighter when his hand clasped with Charles. He rest his other hand on Charle's back, as he wobbled for a few moments. Before Max realised where they were, retracting his hand to his side, far too fast, far too uncomfortable.

"Thank you." Charles repeated, letting go of Max's other hand. Max made an attempt to not show the disappointment on his face, the way the Monegasque smiled at him, told him he had failed. And Max didn't mind loosing that much when Charles looked at him like that.

-

With a few weeks in the back mirror, and some alcohol in their bodies. Charles had found himself with Max in the driver's penthouse apartment.

Max's lips were moving against his own, but then Max spoke, and Charles just wanted him to shut up. That's why he kissed him to begin with.

"What's your price?"

Charles froze for a moment, before returning to running his fingers over Max's sides.

"Your guilt will tell you tomorrow." He murmured back against Max's lips, so Max was aware of how Charles worked, and for some reason, it hurt.

Charles had never been paid directly, never a predetermined amount, it was all in hush money and gifts, places he had been taken and shown off, the clothes on his body, the drinks in his hands, the jewellery around his neck and fingers. Pierre had once called him a prisoner in golden chains, and Charles had told him he was full of shit.

But then Max cooked him breakfast.

This was not part of the deal, this was not part of anything. This was not how this was supposed to go. Max was supposed to tell him it was a mistake, and pay off Charles to keep quiet. Not cook him breakfast.

"Why- why are you-" His voice failed him, the Monégasque known for his smooth tongue, and tempting words, cannot speak. His greatest weapon had been lowered by a man in a silly apron.

"I don't regret anything."

Charles had been gifted jewels by princes and dukes and lords. He had been gifted Ferraris and Lamborghinis and Bugattis by billionaires. He had even been gifted a yacht by a sheikh once (long story). But this was the first time that he had been made to feel human after. That someone had gifted him the feeling of being wanted for more than his body. And now he feels like crying at the sight of slightly charred toast and scrambled eggs.

Max seemed to panic at the distress Charles was feeling. Unable to understand what was going on, not that Charles blamed him at all.

"I'm so sorry," Max had rushed out an apology at the first sight of potential tears, "are you vegan? Celiac? Fuck I should have asked, I have celery! Do you want celery?"

Charles had laughed at that, tears in his eyes at the sight of the formula 1 world champion reduced to panic because someone like Charles might not like his breakfast.

"I fucking hate celery," Charles had told Max, feeling a lot better, despite the Dutchman's confusion and seemingly oblivion to all the feelings that had been cruising through Charles.

Then one of Max's cats had jumped on the counter and tried to kidnap Charles's toast, and Max had set chase after the cat, and Charles had found himself thinking.

I could get used to this.

[selfindulgentsillinessbracket]

Self Indulgent Silly Bracket

Bracket 2 Round 1

[yamujiburo]

Something I’ve been having absolute brainrot over is Delia being pregnant. I don’t really know why, and I feel like it would be disrespectful to do my own version of that in your AU, but I like to think she’d be more ready to go through it now she and Jessie have experienced having the twins, and Ash is more grown up. At the same time I don’t wanna like, diminish Delia’s character down to only being a mom, you know? I don’t know, it’s just something I’ve had stuck in my head and I don’t know what to do with those thoughts.

You can do whatever you want! I don't own this ship at all and this AU is just a bunch of ideas slapped together for fun haha. Very open to people using this AU as a base

go crazy!

[beesbeesdragons]

I have been BRAINROTTING over an FMA/Pokemon crossover and I need to share it so!!!

this is gonna be a 'characters exist in the context of another universe' crossover, btw so prepare for that!!!! mostly gonna use Kanto-Alola, bc im not familiar really with Galar and Paldea (except for SNOM and Wooloo)

anyway!

regional starters don't reeeeeally matter in this version, if there's a lack of starters in one region, they'll get a starter from another region

any characters who are State Alchemists are now Gym Leaders! Roy is a fire-type, Armstrong is fighting-type, etc. Olivier is a member of the Elite Four because she's just That Good.

Edward Elric and Alphonse Elric grow up in Pallet Town, alongside Winry Rockbell, whose parents are doctors who sometimes help out Professor Oak with stuff.

Trisha Elric and Delia Ketchum are besties, so Ed and Al also grow up with Ash, who is ~2 years older (eg. when Ash goes to Hoenn, Ed is just starting his journey and drags Al along

when Ed and Al are about 4/5, Trisha gets sick when there's an outbreak of disease in the area. She died from this, but Ed and Al move in with the Rockbells (as Delia can't financially support three young children on a single salary).

Hohenheim, btw, is off doing something vaguely justice-y, maybe he's in deep cover in Team Rocket? Idk, but he's not in the picture. Ed and Al know that he's 'busy with work', but can't know what that is. He does his best to keep in contact, but Van Honhenheim is legally dead so there's that issue.

Father is Hohenheim's twin, and is all around a terrible guy. He leads a crime syndicate in one of the regions (don't ask where, maybe Kalos?) that is NOT the main evil team, and the Homunculi are his enforcers.

The homunculi all specialise in a different type (eg. Envy is a bug specialist, Pride is a ghost specialist, Sloth is a fighting specialist, etc). They're annoying as fuck to deal with, and fight by their own rules. If you're in a battle with them, you are aiming to kill, because they won't hesitate to kill you if you lose.

anyway, Winry's parents are killed during an attack by Team Rocket while they were travelling, but are fairly well-known by the Gym Leaders and Elite Four of various regions for,,,,reasons (I.e. they helped out one of the Champions in a tight spot and earned the respect of most).

Just before they get killed, however, Ash leaves on his journey. Ed does NOT particularly like Pikachu, and it's...a situation. But Ed can't WAIT to go on his journey!!!

then, of course, they're vibing and just living life when something comes round to kick their asses.

Its team rocket.

listen, these two kids are at least vaguely related to Professor Elric (aka Hohenheim, he helped out Professor Oak until he found Stuff and went into deep cover to keep the family safe) so surely they know something about his research, right? right???

they, uh, they don't. But the attack happens one night when they're in their dad's study reading about something. a lone member of team rocket is sent to 'retrieve them', and ends up fucking up so much that goddamn ARCEUS gets involved

basically, Ed and Al were just vibing when this fucker, instead of doing the sensible thing and knocking them out and then just nabbing them, decides to bring out a fuckin scyther who...can't grab stuff. shit happens, Ed loses a leg in the initial scuffle but when he's trying to get to Al, loses his arm, and Al...comes off better, but not much. He's lose a few fingers (ring and pinky on his right hand) and a chunk of his shoulder, and also got his larynx badly damaged, but he's...not in immediate danger.

A few weeks pass, and a Gym Leader named Roy comes around to investigate as a favour to one of the Officers Jenny. He's there with his best friend/sort-of girlfriend (Ed doesn't really know, it's definitely something), and he's awkward and angry.

Roy keeps it quiet, it's all under wraps, but when he was younger, before he became a Gym Leader, he was a member of Team Rocket. He...thought they were good, but he was wrong. He left soon after that and dragged his childhood friend, Riza, out with him. Since then, he's become the Elite Four and International Police's investigator and attack dog, while training to inherit the Cinnabar Island Gym.

[sarilolla]

Really wanna work on my experiment au but I have school and work today T^T

I think I'm going to make references for characters and how their powers work

Especially BroZone and Viva, but I also don't want to spoil too much either- (Have been thinking about them a lot cuz of Hanahaki)

But so far I have decided they will have the same OC parents I always have (Birch (a Pop Troll) and Delia (a Rock Troll)), and they're all possession Trolls (reference here), so I'm just deciding on how many spirits they have and how they act

So yeah... expect references for Experiment Pop soon, as it is now the current brainrot (the two last endings of Hanahaki plus Different Beat are not being abandoned, nor is other au ideas I have)

[ghostchanuwu]

I should probably also drop some AniRedux!Au lore before I forget (also feel free to ask about any of my AUs,I will unleash sheer brainrot)

Delia is actually Ash's Aunt,he was adopted as a infant because his bio parents wern't able to take care of him while attending to their Pokemon Ranger duties (around that time the Legendary Birds went into a frenzy and devestated most of Kanto and Jotho),they still visit twice a year

Gary's sister Daisy is one of Juniper's assistants and has been for roughly 5 years

Legendaries aren't one of a kind,there are multiple while the actual one has rarely been spotted (ex Zapdos's spawn look like the standard ones we're used to while the actual one looks WAYYYYYY different)

Legendaries regularly choose thrainers to wield them,generally being strong trainers while others go based off of other aspects of the person/people (ex Leaf had to prove their power to a Articuno while Surge was gifted a egg from a much older Zapdos)

Every year the League holds a tournoment for all of their leaders alongside their applicant tests for reserve leader/E4 positions (Unova usually hosts because the PWT building is there)

Moat regional professors are former champions (Oak,Rowan,Juniper Sr,Sycamore and Magnolia)

[rouecentric]

me and my beloved pokemon mutual talked about pokemon aus we had and i had come up with two that I ABSOLUTELY FEEL THE NEED TO SHARE.

eden!reader in pokemon as red's cousin, just a popular singer and pokemon trainer who has to deal with a platonic yandere cousin scaring away potential male lovers. good thing eden!reader likes women.

and my personal favorite i brainrotted about for the last few days, puppet reader! the reader isn't really a puppet, but it fits. basically an au where ash dies from an illness as a small child, and struck by grief, delia and ash's dad create a child and wanted to make them act exactly like ash, but they ended up being their own person, so they kind of neglected reader? basically reader replaces ash (the ketchum family in this au is pretty different)

[regenderate]

riverroseriverroseriverroseriverroseriverroseriverroseriverrose

Also twelverose

i like them :) together. separate. whatever

i mean you know that any and all riverrose brainrot i have comes from you and any and all twelverose brainrot i have probably comes from delia so. there's that

[madangel19]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (if you’d like). Let’s spread the self-love 💗

Aw shit, thanks for sending this in. Let me share my fics with ya'll :D

We're gonna start with Terror Within. This is a Transformers Prime/Alien fic where the Decepticons come across Xenomorph eggs and use them to their advantage against the Autobots. Chaos ensues when Miko get kidnapped and Starscream tries to turn the Xenomorph Queen against Megatron. It was lots of fun to do :D

Next up is Starlight! Another Transformers Prime fic. This one is my biggest fic so far and it was unfortunately put on hold when the Ghost brainrot took over lol. In Starlight, Starscream falls in love with a human that was kidnapped by Megatron for intruding in an energon mine and he does everything to keep her safe from what Megatron has planned for her. Very sweet and very spicy :3

Next is my first Ghost fic, Scooby Doo and the Mystery Ghoul! This one was so much fun to do and tbh we need a Scooby Doo/Ghost special! In this fic, Scooby and the gang are invited by the Hex Girls who are doing a show with Ghost, but something spooky is happening in the theater and now Dewdrop has been accused of attacking an employee. It's another mystery for Scooby and his new friends to solve :D

Next is Blood Moon! This is the sequel to In The Shadows and both involve lots of smut as my OC, Delia Rose, hooks up with and falls more and more in love with Swiss and they have surprise babies :3

Lastly is Home. I don't know what was going on with him during this time, but I went through a phase where all I wanted to do was write Steam Powered Giraffe horror/suspense fics. In this, The Spine secretly has an adopted child hidden away in the Hall of Wires and he has sinister plans for her (he wants to turn her into a robot daughter) which she tries to escape from.

[ryuuseini]

Its Real Brainrot Hours everyone (thinks about comic where its Ash and Jessie disapproving of each others partners and then it just cuts to Paul who is listening to Delia gush about Jessie and blushing bc Ash makes him feel the same way especially given the fact that bc of Ash, Paul is on the right track to becoming himself again and its the same with Jessie and Delia)

[tacticalhimbo]

I can't queue them up tonight, but... Ya boi figured out how to rip the clean audio files from the game too!

Some of them are a little glitchy, and I don't know Audacity well enough yet to try and figure out how to fix them...

But I can get a LOT of the game's dialog (no background music or noise), so I might post those if anybody is interested?

I will go ahead, though, and thank the two big inspirations for doing this:

@vendettapandav for getting me into Unholy Trinity brainrot and being literally the best

and @scarfacemarston for being the inspiration to learning how to dig into game files and archive them! Delia does incredible work with RDR2, but my PC would literally die if I installed a game like that onto it.

So for now, y'all can get Faith <3

[struggling-with-drivers]

This is pure brainrot

Been having a lot of thoughts lately, since I can't seem to finish and actual fic, have this idea of some wish au or time travel au or whatever.

Au where Charles got granted a wish to change one thing in his past.

Max is on his knee in front of him, and Charles can't take it anymore.

"Charles will you marr-"

"I did something bad." Charles rushes out, tears already prickling.

"What?"

"Max I did something terrible." Charles repeats himself. "Something horrible."

Max's face twists as he looks up at Charles, a sight that usually would bring him nothing but pleasure, but now it rushes him with guilt.

"Charles. What did you do?" Max is slowly closing the ring box. A loud snap accompanying the motion.

"I- you- we- I'm sorry." Charles breathes out, "I'm so sorry, I had to do it, and you need to know."

Max is getting up from the ground the box clutched in his hand as a look of disappointment washes over his face, maybe even anger with the way his face is turning red.

"Charles, what. Did. You. Do." Max is punctuating each word.

"You were a world champion."

"What?" Max nearly laughs, "what excuse is that?! Charles did you sleep with someone else?!"

"Wha- no, no!" He screeches, "you were a 3 times world champion on your way to your 4th, and I just, Max. Max I made a mistake."

"What do you mean world champion?"

"I got a chance, I didn't think it was real, I was drunk and this guy showed up, and talked about if I could change one thing, and I told him, and I don't know, then everything changed, and chèri I'm so sorry."

"I'll humour you, what did you wish for?"

"Remember when we were 6, the 2nd time we met, I saw your dad hit you over the head. I wished I had told my dad instead of staying silent."

"What do you mean? But you did say something, your parents helped my mom and-"

"No Max, I didn't..." Charles watches as Max's face scrunches, an urge to puke forms in Charles.

"You didn't." Max's voice cracks as he seems to look like a train hit him, a lifetime of memories that aren't his floods his mind.

Max went to live with him mum, the Leclerc's helped them, and Max didn't, he was never left a gas station, he never kept karting, he went to school and was good, he got into university, he kissed Charles. He... Won. A lot Max won a lot and fought with Charles, and called him horrible words, and Charles hated him, and Max kept winning, Max drove fast cars, Charles by his side. Max won 3 championship, nearly a 4th as well. Max didn't go to university for a degree. Max was a formula 1 championship and Charles took it all away from him.

-

Charles had watched Max get hit by his dad when he was 6 and said nothing about it.

During a night out after a race, a club he shouldn't be in considering that he got 9th in a fucking Ferrari, and yet he was. Unable to forget the stiffness of Max's shoulders as Jos didn't even congratulate his son for the win.

When black hair flooded his vision asking questions about his life, his regrets, what he would change, and Charles must have been drunker than he thought.

Because out of everything he regrets, he told the stranger, "I regret staying silent."

And Charles never said about what or when or how, but then he had blacked out. He didn't even remember leaving the bar, but a pair of arms was around his waist, and then he had been shocked when he recognised those hands, and then a gruff voice had asked him why he was awake so early, and Charles...

Charles had let himself fall back asleep, all too content with pretending everything was normal, with how Max looked at him. Max looked so happy whenever he looked at Charles, and Charles just couldn't take anything else away.

So he stayed, and pretended to be the Charles this Max knew, the one who works as a model, the one who listens to Max talk about V8 engines that he's working on for Audi.

Charles hoped that it had all just been a far too vivid dream that had stuck around in the back of his head, muddling his memories, but he knew. He knew what he had done, and he just couldn't take the lightness away from Max again.

Not when he smiles so brightly, not when he looks so relaxed, not when he looks at Charles in the way Charles had wanted for more years than he had ever been able to process.

[toiletwipes]

hi ho my lovely, lovely followers, I come bearing news

I am gonna take a break!

more under the cut!

Okay so, this might be long time coming or you're already seen this coming or just- slfjdj this was easily predicted. Regardless if this is news to you or not, I just wanna state the actual break part. What I'm gonna do and what I'm gonna do on my blog.

For starters! I am not going to answer any requests! I am so sorry, and all of your ideas, I do want to share what my thoughts and what my funky brain would create, I'm always grateful when you brainrot in my box, but I am so simple that I am so overwhelmed most of the time these days. I've been trying but I'm just tired, so to fix that, I am not gonna answer or take requests. Sure, you can send ideas or requests, but requests are gonna sit on the shelf for a while.

Next order of business. Posting and the ongoing fic. I know I said I would update once a week in the beginning but let's be honest, I haven't touched my computer in a week. So, as of right now, the fic is not on break like I am, I will still post chapters but the rate is probably once a month, I'll post them. I know,, and we were just getting to the good part. I know and I'm sorry, but I promise this will be worth it. And I'm gonna post the sequel to that little fic of simpbur, philza and techno, but pretty much, I'll post what I'm writing IF I want to. Nothing is guaranteed.

I'll reblog stuff. I'll probably answer asks if it's from moots or named anons or just conversational stuff. Memes or music talk. Talk of Doc Ock. But taking this break, I'm gonna try and lower this high expectations for myself and just. Have fun. Plainly and only have fun.

I'm gonna be writing and I'll be honest with you, I've been writing. I've only posted that little fic and such but I've been writing. And I'm happy. And that's all I want.

So. It is with a heavy heart that when I do come back from the break, I will be clearing my asks. All of them. (Well most of them, I'm saving some for myself and whatnot but for the most part I am clearing it.)

As a review:

1. I'm not gonna take requests, not gonna answer them. You can send asks but be aware that I may or may not answer them.

2. The fic is not on hold, just slower updates.

3. I'm still writing but just maybe not always gonna be shared to this blog.

4. It's my blog and I'm gonna have fun. No stress about it.

5. And lastly, when I come back, it's gonna be fresh and it's gonna be a new start.

I wanna thank you all for your continued love and support and mutual simping for our favorite characters. And I want to especially thank @struggling-with-time, Delia, for being so supportive. I am writing this as a spur of a moment but I would've probably dragged out this break announcement for another month and made this a whole worse situation than it actually is.

She is, simply put, amazing. She's always ready to brainrot, always ready to simp with me. And she's just too funny. And the thing I'll always be grateful for, besides the asks and the friends I've made, I'm so especially thankful that I got to meet her. This blog gave me a chance to be her friend and it's been one of the greatest things in my life. Without her, my life would be significantly worse. She's made life so much better and I love her and this post will turn into a love piece but still. She's just so brilliant and I will always be happy to be her friend, and I'm so happy she is mine.

So. I will talk soon, but for the most part, thank you. And I hope to be back better than ever.

(I don't have a time frame when I'll be back but I will be back, mark my words, I will not be forgotten.

[em-exceeds-change-zearu]

I return with more brainrot;

-While Ravi obviously ADORES his little brother and will absolutely wreck the shit of whoever tries to hurt him Am I implying someone is going to help put Lysandre in the grave? …. Maybe. he will not hesitate to embarrass his little brother should the need arise. This man likely carries a scrapbook on him JUST for the occasion.

-If Ravi hasn’t accidentally or purposely called Delia his mother in this sub-AU… he WILL when the events of Movie 3 play out. He’s either gonna fight that Entei himself (and probably lose since it’s literally powered by Molly’s love) or he’s joining Ash in climbing that tower.

-I recently rewatched the DP anime and got to the episodes in Snowpoint and I discovered something that adds to the hilarity of the Ravi-Brandon relationship; Ash calls Brandon to let him know he’s in Snowpoint City when the Regigiaus subplot happens… implying Ash knows Brandon’s phone/work number for some reason. Either A.) Ravi got his shit together and did what Brock could only DREAM of by dating his Frontier Brain rival/crush or B.) Ravi doesn’t have a phone but the Ketchums know there’s a high likely hood he’ll end up running into Brandon when he’s on the road, so the Ketchums just have *his* number instead for when they need to find Ravi.

-Ravi’s not a battler, but when he does fight he fights dirty. He fights almost exactly like his canon counterpart only he won’t resort to using human shields; he will aim for kneecaps, give concussions, and fuck up the terrain around him all for the sake of victory. (I headcanon that this is the same for most Pokelantians and was common in their society; gotta be cutthroat to survive in ancient times.) The only thing saving the Indigo League and all other regional events from Ravindra’s battle style is simply the fact that he’s not interested in that lifestyle anymore. He’s had his glory back when he was king, now he just wants to put that life behind him and feed his Clefairy poffins while occasionally hearing about what Ash has been up too.

-Also, if Ash can adopt Cosmog, Ravi can adopt Lillie and Gladion. Fuck you Lusamine, you remind Ravi too much of his birth mother, HIS kids now.

Embarrassing Ash is the one thing Ravi will not hesitate to tag-team with Delia on. They are a force to behold. Especially because they are both so genuinely proud of their boy, that’s why they scrapbooked these, everyone needs to SEEEEEE, LOOK, ISN’T HE WONDERFUL (moooom, ravi-niisan, stooooop)

You know when Professor Oak tries to scold Ash over the phone for putting himself in danger during Movie 3? When he finds out Ravi is there with him the older brother is absolutely taking all the flack, Oak's disappointed in him, how could you, you are also his grandson and also get back here, 

they dated like once on a dare and it was awful (it was great) but yes. oak has all the resident archeaologists’ phone numbers and delia by dint of being a former student and close family friend also has several numbers and brandon’s absolutely got on the list at some point

Ravi is a shifty little bastard when he fights, yes! you gotta love it. it’s good for everyone that he doesn’t battle anymore but at the same time...you gotta wonder where ash gets his creative battling skills from. it sure aint his dad. 

in golden dad au, at the very least, i totally plan on having lusamine be a combination of her overbearing affectionate anime self and the abolutely narcisistic and self-centered game self, so she is a much less sympathetic parental figure there (and may or may not fixate on ash as a potential symbol of beauty/rareness the moment she gets an inkling of what he is) so yeah. ravi absolutely tag-teams with kukui and burnet to adopt the aether sibs. his kids now. he already knows what a mother that lets herself go to the forces around her is like, he aint letting more kids suffer that

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