#bim

[rbrooksdesign]

"DMT_23," digital + acrylic, April 25, 2024, Reginald Brooks

DMT = Divisor (Factor) Matrix Table

Fractal entanglement is inescapable.

[yawnderu]

so uh, i went to check if filthyfrank merch store is still active bc idea, right? and it is, so uh....hypothetically speaking: bimbo!reader developing a hyperfixation on filthy frank because of simon...and orders two of this shirt - one to make into a crop top, and one for a pj shirt bc she's smart like that. - and ghost is basically begging her to not wear it around and keep it as an at home shirt because joji hasn't made filthy frank stuff in so long people lowkey forgot about him and wouldn't understand the context? idk but ye.

PLS YEAH HJBEFJHBEFJHBFE

>Our sweet bimbo!reader gets hyperfixated on the weirdest shit, much to Simon's dismay amusement.

“Y'can't wear stuff like that outside, angel.” His tone is almost pleading. Simon would never control what you wear, no matter how short and skimpy it is— yet his limit is the pink shirt that you're wearing.

“He hasn't done stuff like that in so long, no one's gonna understand the—” He gets interrupted by your giggle, peppering kisses all over his face to shut him up while you're comfortably straddling him.

“Maybe I like eating ass and I want the world to know.” You raise an eyebrow at him, trying your best to hide the smile tugging at your lips, yet he can see the pure amusement in your pretty eyes.

“You don't. You'd say it's dirty and it'll somehow ruin your nails.” He jokes, earning him a playful smack on the arm.

“Y'don't know that! I could be the world's #1 ass eater and you'd never know until it's too late.” His eyebrows raise in amusement, hands sneaking over to your waist, skin exposed by the shirt that you cut into a crop top.

“'Until it's too late'?” It's impossible to hide the smile on his face as you wiggle your eyebrows at him, stealing one last kiss before you get off of his lap.

“Sleep with one eye open, Simon Riley.”

Bimbo!Reader Masterlist

[junipernoon]

[Image Description: a digital drawing of Cecil Palmer from Welcome to Nightvale. Cecil is a Native American man with tanned skin and long white hair parted on the right side. He is wearing heart-shaped sunglasses that are reflecting the desert sunset, and a brown jacket over a button-up shirt. His belt buckle, earrings, and bolo tie are also shaped like hearts. Cecil is depicted from the thighs up in a desert during sunset. The dunes and cacti behind him are entirely in shadow against the colorful, streaked sky. He looks to the right, his hair blown by the wind, as he pulls his jacket closer to his body. End Description.]

Long time followers know I’m a cranky brown woman and one of the things that makes me cranky is the use of American South West aesthetics without homage to the Indigenous and Black Americans and Mexicans that invented the aesthetic. My Cecil is Native (and your question should be “which tribe?!” But I haven’t decided yet. I’m pondering.) He started going gray when he was a teenager and had fully white hair by the time he was 25.

Also I love how this came out! The sky!! The plants!! The sunglasses B-)

[grumpycurbur]

"breathing intensifies" HOW DID I NOT NOTICE THIS BEFORE?!

[ms-neens]

"James May in India" ♥︎ painting by me.

My first painting this year. I am looking forward watching James in India on Prime, which is out this Friday! ～♡ (Actually I have to wait until Saturday, because I'll be in the cinema watching "The Boy and the Heron" this Friday…hehe… ^◡^)

For this picture I thought I should draw James at the Holi Festival (seconds before he's completely covered in colours), as this was my favourite scene of the trailer.

I hope you like it!

[mimiaguilar-bansheebender]

Bernard sleep deprived and high on weed at 3am:

[headseton]

Bad Blood

The Atlantis. DC // September 2023

Credit: @headseton

[unsavory-melon]

I've been reading skyward, who should I ship Spensa with Morningsong or Bim

Like Morningsong and Spensa would be alot like " the McDonald's people get my order wrong and my girlfriend has to aks them to correct it for me"

But Bim and Spensa would be like the ultimate chaotic duo. Plus, she said that he was cute

[omexaprime]

He just wants to ask if you like Huey Lewis and the news he won't eat you I promise

[rbrooksdesign]

"DMT_25," digital + acrylic, April 27, 2024, Reginald Brooks

DMT = Divisor (Factor) Matrix Table

No worries if you get lost. Every number is here. Pick any number, divide it by 2 until you end with an ODD. The divisors of said number are those values + the same number of values in Row 1 + the same number of values in any of the *composite ODDs. *If said number divides down to a composite number, then include this Row + other Rows whose ODD(s) are the Prime factors of that initial ODD.

Example: say 13684

13684÷2=6842

6842÷2=3421 and there are two divisions required to reveal the ODD and thus three DMT cell values

3421 is a composite number: 1-11-311-3421 so you include the ODD Rows 1-11-311-3421 three DMT cell values across.

1-2-4

11-22-44

311-622-1244

3421-6842-13684

The DMT is a simple and always ready visualization. Dance!

Example2: 13864

Divides down to 1733, 3466, 6932, 13864 or 4 DMT cell values with the ODD 1733 being Prime.

1-2-4-8

1733-3466-6932-13864

more here___

[franklyshipping]

The Measure Of A Hero ~ A Markiplier Ego Fanfic (Sequel to Tickle-Hungry)

HEYO! Time for another delightful anon prompt featuring Silver and Bim, and this one counts as an unofficial sequel to Tickle-Hungry! So let's see what they get up to this time! LET'S DO THIS!

TAGGING: @bimlee-trimmer @bim-trimler and @silvlee-shepherd

It had been a little while since that fateful day. The day when Bim Trimmer and Silver Shepherd confessed their feelings for each other, all thanks to tummy nibbles. The vivacious presenter and bright hero had swiftly become one of the most marvellous power couples in the ego manor. Everyone thought they were utterly adorable, especially Bim and Silver themselves! They doted on each other; Silver was always in the audience whenever Bim was filming something new, praises at the ready, whilst Bim was always on hand to pamper Silver and get him treats after the hero’s long days and nights patrolling. The two of them, with their love languages of words of affirmation and acts of service, were just a wondrous match, proved by what Bim was doing for Silver today.

Silver had had the same super suit ever since he manifested into reality, and to be honest it was pretty flimsy, but thanks to him being so adept and agile he rarely messed up in a way that a needle and thread couldn’t fix. That is until a few days ago, when he was reaching to a high tree branch during a cat rescue and his suit split all the way down the back. Silver came home with a continent-sized pout, and as soon as Bim learned what happened he began his own special mission. He was going to make Silver a new suit himself, from scratch, and it was going to be fabulous!

They were stood in Bim’s room, and Silver was so bashful as Bim got out his measuring tape, some fabric swatches, stitching patterns, a journal with potential logo ideas – basically a whole entire portfolio which Bim was calling “just some little ideas”. Just when Silver thought he couldn’t adore Bim anymore, he pulled something like this! Thoughtful and selfless to the core.

‘Alright then, time I took some measurements. Suit off please darling.’

Bim remarked, his fingers playing with the tape measure as he grinned cheekily as Silver. Silver, of course, blushed – Bim loved how easy it was to make those heroic cheeks warm up, he couldn’t help but be flirty or teasy any chance he got. He watched as Silver got the tattered suit off, leaving him in his underclothes, a casual top and leggings, and Bim’s grin widened.

‘Ooh cute leggings, very well fitting–‘

‘Shush!’

‘Aww why? It’s not like there’s anyone else here.’

Silver gaped at Bim cutely, still often caught off guard by his utter audacity. He giggled when Bim gave him a little kiss.

‘It’s still flustery!’

‘It is?’

‘Yes!’

Bim snickered, and decided to tickle softly under Silver’s chin.

‘Oh I love how easy to tease you are.’

‘Sh-Shut up…’

Silver gave him a mock pout, which Bim naturally banished with another little kiss. Bim proceeded to sit down on a little stool, put a notepad on his knee, and started measuring. He started with his ankles – though Silver’s suit was beyond repair, his boots were immaculate, so the new suit had to have the same ankle seals as the old one. Then he took some measurements of his calves, all easy enough, with no drama to be found whatsoever. That is, until the tape measure slid up to wrap around one of Silver’s thighs. The hero squeaked lightly as his leg twitched, and Bim gave him a knowing grin.

‘Keep still, I have to get this right sweetie.’

‘I-I know!’

Silver retorted cutely, the apples of his cheeks going pink as he tried to ignore how the sliding of the tape measure really tickled him. Seeing this… Bim just couldn’t help but have a little fun. He subtly played around and fiddled with the tape around his thigh, so he could give the ticklish area some little traces and tweaks. Watching Silver trying to keep still, and hold in his giggles, was adorable – but he couldn’t do it forever. After about a minute he finally spluttered.

‘B-Bihihim stahahappit!’

‘Sorry sorry, I couldn’t resist!’

Bim replied to Silver’s giggly splutter, and he winked at Silver playfully before he bowed his head to note down the next figure. Silver pursed his lips down at Bim cutely… and in a moment of impulsiveness, he reached down and mussed up Bim’s perfectly styled hair. As soon as he felt it, Bim gasped dramatically. His hair, it’s style, sleekness, was his damn pride and joy! He gaped at Silver, who was giggling at his reaction, with an incredulous smile.

‘How DARE you!’

‘You started it!’

‘Oh it’s like that is it?’

‘Yehes!’

Silver’s tongue was poking out through his teeth as he grinned… well, Bim certainly wasn’t going to have that! His indignant expression turned to one of deviousness, and before Silver could react Bim had wrapped his arms around Silver’s thighs and was tickling the absolute hell out of them! Not just scratching at his thighs but sneaking pokes to his hips, and teasy pinches to the backs of his knees. Silver almost buckled, bending double as he burst out laughing and tried to hop away.

‘AHHH! Nonononohohoho nahahat fahahair!’

Silver babbled, unable to escape Bim’s tickle hug as his legs tingled from all the tickling, and he thought he might topple at any moment! Bim smirked up at him and teased.

‘You know what happens when you mess with my hair! I can’t just not punish you…’

Silver was a mess of giggles and yelps as Bim continued his playful onslaught, his heart melting at all of Silver’s endearing reactions. He kept at it for a fair amount of time too, long enough for Silver to start snorting as he exclaimed.

‘Ihihihi’m sahahaharry! Ihihihi’ll fihix yohour hahair!’

‘Oh yeah? You promise not to tousle it even more?’

‘Yehehehes!’

Bim chuckled, then had mercy on him. He grinned as Silver panted, catching his breath with an embarrassed flush on his face. Then, just when Bim thought he couldn’t melt any more, Silver fixed his hair. The hero’s fingers carded through it softly, just barely grazing his scalp as he patiently got it back in its stylish place. Bim let out a purr, slumping a little as he and Silver shared a loving look. Bim was also struck by Silver’s flushed, beaming post-tickle state. He was so pretty.

When Silver finished with Bim’s hair, the movement of his arms caught the presenter’s eye – well, more accurately the way Silver’s biceps were subtly flexing make Bim’s heart flutter. He also remembered he still had a few measurements to do! He got to his feet and brandished the tape measure playfully.

‘I think I definitely need to measure those lovely muscles of yours.’

Silver laughed, seeing where Bim was looking, and he gave him a cheeky flex as he replied.

‘Well, if you insist.’

‘Oh I really do.’

Silver snorted and rolled his eyes fondly. Bim had him relax his muscles so he could do a proper measurement, but also measured them when they were flexed so he knew just how much elasticity the new suit’s material would need to have. Though, measuring Silver’s biceps didn’t come without a few giggles – mainly because Bim couldn’t help but tease the end of his fabric tape measure in Silver’s armpit to make him yelp (and subsequently allow Bim to “sadly” have to re-measure). Bim even did it when he was measuring his chest, having to bite back a grin as he teased.

‘Honey, what did I say about keeping still?’

‘S-Sohorry I-EEK!’

Silver flinched with yet another squeal when he felt yet another “accidental” swipe in one of his exposed hollows. Of course the hero knew it was all on purpose, but he loved the game far too much to call it out! He blushed and smiled as Bim sighed and playfully tutting at him, going in for a re-measure.

‘Honestly, you’re lucky the villains you fight don’t know about how sensitive you are! Imagine them defeating you with one little finger in your armpit.’

Silver gaped and went bright red at his comment, his brain immediately imagining the scenario in his head and bringing out a flood of spluttery giggles.

‘D-Dohon’t sahahay stuhuff lihike thahat!’

‘Aww, is my tough guy getting embarrassed again?’

‘Y-Yes yohou meheheanie!’

Bim laughed, noting down the next measurement before he leaned in and gave Silver a little kiss – a kiss which gave him an excuse to whisper nice and close.

‘Thank you for indulging me today… all I’ve been able to think about is giving you tickles…’

Silver’s blush was coating his ears and neck by this point – Silver was still awed by how Bim could so easily remark on his ler moods aloud, whereas when he was in a lee mood eye contact was even a struggle! He rubbed away the tingles in his underarms as he smiled bashfully and stuttered.

‘I-It’s okay… I… I was also… u-um…’

Bim grinned fondly at Silver trying to admit his want for tickles. He kissed his cheek gently, stroking through his hair as he murmured.

‘I know… speaking of which, are you ready for me to tickle–ahem, sorry, tackle the final little measurement?’

Bim glanced down to Silver’s middle, aka Silver Shepherd’s most notorious area of ticklishness. Silver blushed and nodded with a shy, yet clearly giddy, smile. Bim rolled up Silver’s top and slowly slid the tape around his waist… and not even a second after it teased his skin, Silver jumped away with an explosion of giggles!

‘Wahahait wahahait! Ihihi wahahasn’t reheady!’

Bim laughed with a bright grin, covering his mouth with his hand.

‘Oh my God honey–‘

‘Shuhush dohohon’t lahaugh!’

‘Sohorry, sorry… do you want to do this sitting down?’

‘Noho I can do ihit!’

Silver retorted with a cute pout on his face as Bim snickered. Silver took a few adorable deep breaths, before coming back over and clearing his throat.

‘O-Okay okay do it…’

Bim grinned, and delighted in sliding the tape measure around Silver’s waist once more, letting it tease the creases of his hips and just below his bellybutton. Silver didn’t jump away this time, but instead covered his face as he snorted and burst into giggles.

‘My my, what a giggly client I have. Now let’s see– oh oops!’

Bim gasped, and Silver watched him “accidentally” drop the tape on the floor – Silver let out a giggly whine as Bim picked it up, but the hero couldn’t help but love how Bim was torturing him a little. Bim smirked, holding up the tape playfully again.

‘Let’s try that again shall we?’

He slid it round Silver once more, coaxing out a squeal as he used all his willpower to keep himself still. His giggle fit had him trembling, and Bim had to hold back his own laughter – Silver’s incredible sensitivity never ceased to amaze him, it was one of the many things that kept him falling head over heels for him over and over again. Bim deliberately shifted the tape around, giving little squeezes now and then in which drew out more cute snorts.

‘Ohohoho my gohohohod huhuhurry uhuhuhup!’

‘Now now, a true craftsman cannot rush.’

Bim retorted teasingly, and Silver whined as he peeked through his fingers at Bim – his chocolate brown eyes were bright and watery as he replied.

‘Pleheheheheeeease!’

Yep. Bim Trimmer was, once again, absolutely head over heels. He had mercy, stowing the tape in his pocket as he noted down the final measurement. Silver gasped and took a deep breath, lowering his hands from his face… only for Bim to lean in and deliver a sneaky kiss to his bellybutton at the last second!

‘AHH– B-BIHIHIM!’

Silver shrieked and flailed, immediately covering his tummy as Bim laughed warmly. He came over and opened his arms to him.

‘I’m sorry I had to, you’re too cute when I kiss your button.’

Silver was pretty certain his blush was going to be permanent feature after all this! He rolled his t-shirt down with a bashful smile, and buried his face in Bim’s chest with a giggle as they hugged. Bim rubbed Silver’s back, and smirked when the hero mumbled.

‘You’re lucky I love you…’

‘Oh believe me, I know just how lucky I am.’

Silver giggled again, and let out a sigh when Bim cupped his face and kissed him warmly, before pinching his cheek softly.

‘Now then, how about we get waffles and design the greatest superhero suit to ever grace the multiverse?’

Silver beamed, and Bim laughed when he gave him and excited kiss and tugged at his hand happily.

‘Heck yeah!’

Bim grinned, letting Silver yank him out of the room as flutters and warmth flooded both their hearts. It’s easy to rate things, measure things, assign value to the things in your life, including your own value sometimes. That’s the perfect thing about love. It is, and always will be, immeasurable.

AHH HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED THIS LEMME KNOW IF YA DID! WOO LUV YOUS!!

[roughridingrednecks]

Bim

[heraldofcrow]

CROW!!

I bring you asks for the best character of all: Mr Krabs

1. Do you project onto this character?

12. If you could write effortlessly and as much as you wanted, what story (s) would you write for this character?

16. Have you ever cried when thinking about this character? Genuinely?

21. Are your feelings about this character platonic, romantic, or familial? All of these feelings at once maybe?

(I am not sorry :P)

BIM OH MY GOSDDFVGGBSNHJM

Absolutely, especially when he did this

12. I would write him a 12 part Shakespearean sonnet hffgythdj, he DESERVES it, his deeply tragic tale of greed and his downfall deserves to be told 😭😭

16. SOBBED, LITERALLY SOBBED. I almost drowned in my own tears last time I thought about this crab. WHY HE MAKE ME SO EMOOO WHEN HE STARTS TALKING ABOUT MONEY LIKE THAT—

21. Probably all of them, like sure we’d be friends, sure I’d marry him, sure I’d be his aunt or something idk. He’s a crab and he has money. What’s not to like.

DFRSGTYHAJ THANKS BIM AND FOR THE RECORD I NEVER GREW UP WATCHING SPONGEBOB, I HAVE ONLY SEEN A MILLION SCENES SO I AM TAKING YOUR WORD ABOUT MR KRABS BEING THE BEST CHARACTER EVER

[grumpycurbur]

Birthday! (BIM)

"breathing intensifies"

I know it's a day earlier than usual, but i have a good reason.

It's my birthday today…

Here's a bunch of Birthday Bear pics from the "Birthday Bear's Blues" episode of the Nelvana series. Birthday Bear in many ways tends to be, um… "under-represented", but not forgotten.

He's one of the Original 10 Care Bears, not to mention he knows how to bring the fun similar to Funshine Bear, specifically if it's somebody's birthday.

[laymedowninashagain]

Dan teasing the next Bastille album as being “wall-to-wall” sad broke me 😭😭

[bimstown]

me, a creature