#brainkill

[pinkbugtype]

I haaaaate not being able to tell if I am having like genius epiphanies about whats wrong with me or being overemotional and irrational bc of hormones who let this happen

[powderedshards]

//You know what? I'm going to talk about Black Star Diopside anyways. I have ideas for the whole gem type so I'm going to blab.

Black Star Diopsides are executioners in a sense. Though they're not the Gem type that handled shatterings. Nope, what they specialize in is rejuvenation! Which kind of makes sense for what the IRL BSD is used for? I'm kind of going off the research I've done for it but Black Star Diopside is said to assist in scattered energy, thoughts to be released, and stabilizing energy and emotions as well as re-energizing the mind, body, and soul as well as helping to heal trauma! And what other way for that to apply to Gems than to basically have the slate wiped clean by rejuvenation?

They're the Gems you call in when you can't seem to get a handle on a rowdy soldier or if an aristocratic gem begins to act erratically. (or any other Gem save for Pearls, really.) They're very much feared and respected in turn, being Gems very high up in the aristocratic food chain. Basically? If you're called into a meeting with a Black Star Diopside, you're pretty much screwed. You're not coming out the same person you were going in. Quite literally.

[vrtalks]

8 Habits That Can Kill Your Brain | 8 Bad Habits That Damage Your Brain | Bad habits for brain

[roachywoachy]

I don't think I'll ever get over this bunch.. Hook has become my muse.

Writing progress has been iffy, just some little edits left after doing it a million times now. Gonna focus more on Hook than the other 4 right now, their chararizations will be iffy still.. I'm planning writting a full fledged story after this brainkilling one-shot, meaning formatting will be easier! Yay!

+cute Prowl

[alaydabug2]

No but that fic is the first time I've felt that meme in my soul 😭

"I'm a writer, I can write anything! ☺️"

"I'm a writer, I can write anything. 💀"

yeah . . . this is basically how i feel whenever you put anything in my ask box, ever

[awesumsauce2]

… Ultrarot… brainkill..

[killerwizrd555]

that post reminded me Scully is so funny <3 bringing a tub of fried chicken to an assemblage of human bones. You know she just gets hungry af after autopsies and if asked about it she would say it’s the formaldehyde (which it is) but #normal girls don’t look at the stomach contents of a dead guy and go “pizza sounds really good right now”

OKAY BUT THE THING ABOUT THIS IS !!!!! this is the episode (our town i think?? something like that?) where literally MINUTES BEFORE mulder was like omg i think the thing giving these guys the brainkilling BAD disease is THE CHICKENNN!!! AND WHAT DOES SCULLY DO????? COME INTO THE NEXT SCENE WITH A BUCKET OF THE CHICKEN??? WERE YOU LISTENING??? anyway i find it hilarious

[aladaylessecondblog]

Chair Fiend (Red Mountain Waffle House pt. 33)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55071724/chapters/165411646

"Look at that fucking thing," Jiub laughed, leaning over to take a closer look at Sadara's new ring - a black ring with what looked like a pearl as its stone. "Not the same one as before. Had to give you a new one, eh?"

"Yes...the one you remember was his. I guess we'd swapped rings during the ceremony we both don't remember."

"And the one you had before? The moon and star deal?"

"Gave it back to Nerevar. It was his, after all." Sadara shrugged.

It was a different sort of walk they were taking to the Waffle House now. They still had to cut through a bad neighborhood, but it was with a lot less stress than they'd done before. Still a bit painful to think of how long they'd been there, but...

"So how's the new 'work' going?" she asked. "The weed business, I mean."

"They didn't know their ass from a hole in the ground when it came to growing," Jiub gave a slight laugh. "I told them it would be expensive enough to do right, but they'd be growing some good brainkiller shit if they listened to me."

"I hope they did," Sadara replied, "You're a genius when it comes to weed."

"And you've got a black thumb."

"Blame Nerevar. He was always bad at growing things, except that little plant. Just like me. It's a little uncanny how alike we are, you know."

"Yeah, you both like sucking the big man's cock." Jiub laughed.

"For being asexual you sure do talk about cocks a lot." Sadara grumbled. She was quiet the whole rest of the walk, but opened the door to the Waffle House for him once they got there.

It was good to be back.

-------------------------------

The first few customers weren't too bad - a Temple pilgrim who seemed to only just have heard that Nerevar had returned asked Sadara if it was REALLY true, and got very excited on hearing her reply positively.

"To think I'd ever live in times like this," he'd said, slurping at his coffee at an uncomfortably quick pace, "Saint Nerevar, returned!"

"Could do without the porn, though," Jiub piped up, once he got started on the man's eggs. "Who'd've thought one of the most important saints in the Temple would be some kind of a sex freak?"

"Religious people usually are. S'the repression," Sadara gave a slight laugh. "If I told you half the things I've discovered Nerevar's into, you'd be sick."

It wasn't because of the repression, at least not now. Nerevar HAD been deprived of sexual contact for literal thousands of years, and so once back he'd just...gone a little insane. Once he got it out of his system surely he'd be a little more normal about it.

He had Voryn to work it off with, since she was still figuring out how and when it was alright to even hug either of them, let alone being as bold as Nerevar was. She'd be going down the hallway to the bedrooms and hear Nerevar screaming to get a baby put in him, but then other times she'd walk down it and hear moans she knew damn well weren't his. Teasing, too, there was a LOT of that. The occasional 'good boy!' even sounded off.

And that was just in the last WEEK! She shuddered to think what she'd be able to get to once she was more used to the idea. The thought of being with Nerevar was still new, sure, but there was Voryn...yet the idea of being between them...

"Hello? Nirn to Sadara?"

She snapped out of it when Jiub waved a hand in front of her face.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about something, what'd I miss?"

He handed over the plate of eggs and she proceeded to give it over to the customer.

The next two were both ash ghouls--poets, she mentally corrected herself.

"Gentleman, good to see you again." She gave a brief smile.

"As it is with you, my lady."

"Oh, please, you don't need to call me that. Not...yet, anyway."

"We simply do as our lord commands," the second said.

They'd just come in for some waffles and coffee, and made some polite small talk about things in House Dagoth looking a bit better now - promotion wise, anyway, since many of the other followers had left.

"Those who truly wish it are where they want to be," Sadara said, trying to sound vaguely riddle-like. Better not to say 'more people than I thought wanted to be an eldritch horror.' Those who were still in the initial stages still had problems, though...

There was one who was in the state that had been termed as 'ash slave' sitting in the corner and looking extremely antsy. Were he any other kind of person she'd figure he was going to pull out a fire spell and try to rob them.

As it turned out, she wasn't TOO far off.

After paying for his food he stood up - and started pulling two other chairs into the corner. She ignored it at first, but when he tried to stack one on top of the other she had to intervene.

"Come on, man, you know you can't do that in here."

"The chairs are WRONG," the man insisted.

"Of course they're wrong, they're cheap plastic and metal," Jiub piped up.

Then a third chair was pulled over.

"Look, either stop doing that, or I'll have to do it for you," Sadara replied, "And nobody wants that."

She THOUGHT that was the end of it, when he sat back down. She turned back to Jiub to say she wanted a sunny-side up egg - they were both getting their one-per-shift meal ready considering there wasn't much going on.

When she turned around from finishing the egg and waffle of her own she had to shout.

"HEY, PUT THAT DOWN!"

The door was half open, and the dunmer was dragging, somehow, a stack of FOUR chairs. One fell over, and he grumbled, "N'chow..."

"I said put it down!"

"They're WRONG, okay? I'm going to fix them!"

"That isn't even how we stack them here--" Sadara moved over, and took two of the chairs back. "Jiub, can you give me a hand here?"

"Buddy, you need a good smoke," Jiub obeyed, not dropping his cigarette as he moved forward to grab one of the chairs himself. "Calm the fuck down with the chairs. His lordship doesn't need you to do this shit anymore."

"What does Lord Dagoth have to do with it, I've always been like this!"

He clung to the last chair as if it were his baby.

"Come on, hand it over. Go home and have a good nap, you look like you need one."

Sadara wrenched the other chair away from the guy - and finally, they got him to leave. Still grumbling about the chairs being wrong, but at least he left.

"Can't believe you'd want to do this when you got a sweet gig up at the mountain," Jiub laughed, as they were bringing the chairs back in.

"Why're YOU still here, then? You've got something going with them too."

"Makes taxes easier," he shrugged. "Plus the free food is nice. It's not that I can't cook, it's that I don't want to."

Sadara gave a laugh. "Hey, now we can both afford not to."

"Speaking of, tried the corprus yet?" Jiub pivoted.

"Ah, once or twice. Actually not that bad...it's just the way you get it, is all." Sadara shrugged. "Some of the weirder ones seem to enjoy being the source of it."

"Hope his lordship ain't one of 'em. Now THAT would be weird."

"Yeah...weird."

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destiel examples (eyestrain and possible epilepsy warning, sorry)

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[4ntediluvian]

Bucurestiul inflacarat >:)

[rhesus-skavative]

Ooo yes lobotomize-brainkill me ratdaddy ;)

Lewd as the comment may be, Rotrisk absolutely adores willing subjects even if they're just kidding on the matter. No bruises, no struggle-fights, it makes for a good-swell product~ "Good good! Now stay-hold still while," ugh;;; "'Ratdaddy' makes you perfect-great!"

YOU ARE NOW WITNESSING THE HORRORS!

[tilde44]

Brainkillers - Screwface

[djchorlocontrolection]

The Brainkiller - Safe Sex (Feat. Martha) 2008

[kushgroove]

Brainkillers - Loving Part 1

[t00thpasteface]

hiiii new followers do you like M*A*S*H? i know you followed me for ichthyological stuff but unfortunately i cope with the brainkilling stress and existential horror of my ongoing marine biology degree by being weird about a 70s tv show. one million images of the chief surgeon and the chaplain upon thee

a billion new notes from marinebiologyshitposts and everyone who checks out my blog is gonna see father mulcahy's tits