Formerly brainsplat!

Multifandom, multiship, He/They, 23, literally unhinged, BELOVED MUTUALS: Dm me about my super cool discord server

[the-radic0le]

Formerly brainsplat!

Decided to make a pinned intro post because everyone else is and I’m easily peer pressured.

I’m Rad (as in, that’s my name, but also, I am pretty rad). I’m 23. This blog is NOT FOR MINORS.

Writing and drawing requests OPEN just drop something in my askbox! (List of fandoms at the bottom)

I write, talk about, draw, and reblog all manner of taboo and dark content (rape, incest, age gaps/pedophilia, murder, cannibalism, and more). If that makes you uncomfortable, this is not the blog for you.

I tag my posts as follows:

splat speaks - original posts talking about whatever I want or tacking onto a reblog

splat draws - my art

splat writes - my writing

splat reblogs - anything I reblog that I don’t add too.

important - things that I think are important to talk about (this can be posts about fandom discourse, censorship, and queer rights)

I <3 my moots - usually reserved for reblogging or interacting with any of my lovely mutuals (kissing all of you on the lips)

Oc: perinor, oc: azarik, oc: lilas - my oc tags, this is original writing, artwork, ask games, or reblogged posts that remind me of the characters.

There’s a lot of reblogs here and I wasn’t tagging them before today (4/5/25) and I’m not going back and tagging all one million of my reblogs. I’ll be using the tag going forward, though. I also likely won’t be adding additional tags to my reblogs (because I’m lazy). If my reblogs make you uncomfortable, either block the reblog tag or don’t follow me.

Fandoms: Skyrim, Oblivion, Fallout 3, Fallout New Vegas, Fallout 4, Fallout TV Show, Steven Universe, Rise of the Guardians, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Rick and Morty, My Hero Academia

[unironicallytes]

Made some edits to the Night Mother's face to reference the Mask of Elegant Chaos. Shout out to the Anu vs Padomay items for giving me more motifs to work with I love you

Viewing Mother's unobscured face remains unwise and it will probably do something irreversible and dastardly to your brain if you ever make it out of the Void

[tantaliart]

yeah whatever bellachance portraits be upon ye

[dewberrys-sillyblog]

god the horrible urge to vague post is eating me alive but i must

[dewberrys-sillyblog]

someone wronged me once

[sssaeva]

Prompt - Honningbrew Mead This is it. This is where I peak, I will never draw anything hotter than this.... This differs a lot from my previous one, render-wise, but be assured this will be made into a full colour illustration, when the month has ended >:)

[yansurnummu]

Auredil through the years - Summerset, Coldharbour, and Solstice

[unironicallytes]

Chapter 11: A Recipe For Disaster Needs Only Another Dash More

Fandom: TESIV Oblivion (Dark Brotherhood) Relationships: OC/Lucien Lachance; OC & Antoinetta Marie Rating: Mature Relevant Tags: Drugging, violent death (see all tags on AO3) Word Count: 5811

In this chapter, Silencer Zathiril and Murderer Antoinetta encounter a friend.

Then Zath takes his last potion.

In the aftermath of my chance meeting with Lucien, I was a viper no longer. Instead, I became a weary hare, or perhaps a sickly sheep. Noticeably sluggish, dazed, and gloomy. A prey animal primed for the kill. Because by the Void, I was being audited. I didn't have energy for its burdensome knowledge, nor did I have room for it in my already-crowded ribcage. You see, as one of the highest ranking members of the Black Hand, Belisarius Arius had the power to dole out very serious punishment. His was not a rank known by typical Family members. Every finger was a Speaker, and each had a Silencer for a talon, so to speak. Those pairs each formed what we called a Claw. The Valus Claw was myself and Lucien; the Topal Claw was Silencer Shaleez and Speaker Alval; the Jerall Claw was Silencer Kolfinna and Speaker J’Ghasta; and the Gold Claw was now Silencer Mathieu and Speaker Bahar. But what of the thumb, our Honorable Listener Ungolim? Was the thumb without a sharpened nail? Absolutely not. Ungolim and Belisarius both formed the grasping hallux of our Hand. That placed Belis into a role like a fifth Silencer, but it was deeper than that, and he certainly wasn't our equal. In the chain of command, he was tucked just below Ungolim and just above everyone else. This was due to the matter of succession. It was a long-standing issue for Listeners. Speakers prepared their Silencers for succession relatively easily - we were constantly by our Speakers’ sides, performing many of the same tasks under their supervision. When the time came and they were called Home, there was only a bit more additional training needed to fill in the gaps for the cycle to begin anew. For the Listener, however … how can one prepare a replacement whose identity is unknown? According to our history, centuries ago, Mother accepted a tenuous agreement to ease this problem: she would choose her Listener and she would choose someone to be their Watcher. An understudy and an heir presumptive, but in the meantime, also an enforcer, an extension of the current Listener’s will. Belisarius was Ungolim’s Watcher, and that was why his involvement was the worst possible news for me. He was the hook of that powerful hallux, ordained to curl around the neck of this exhausted hare.

[scholarlyhermit]

"A Colovian sanguinary spell written in blood, circa 5th century of the 3rd Era."

[thegrunkiest]

WIP Wednesday

Preemptively tagged last week by @unironicallytes ! Thank you sm (and I'm tagging you back!)!

I have a lot to share this week. First off is that very rough Modern!Vera sketch I talked about last week

Probably won't get back to drawing her and Mathieu until after the Skeleton prompt fic, thus I will continue to be unhappy with everything about the sketch until then. But speaking of the prompt, here's another snippet:

Such wholesome family bonding time between your manic wife, violent daughter, and the skeleton of your 2nd dead son the Brotherhood's betrayer

Regrettably, thinking about how Dark Guardians are made for the purpose of this scene sent me spiraling into my old headcanons about Sithis and the Void, so that's something being cooked on the backburner as well:

I am like, so bad at writing good-looking theory/hc posts though so I'm very self-conscious about it rn and it'll probably get rewritten like forty times before I actually post it. I'm used to doing bullet points but I think this particular headcanon warrants more and I'm. Struggling.

Finally, although it's in its very early stages, there's something I'd like to do regarding Feel For You.

A lot of my newer mutuals probably don't know this because my attention hasn't been on them specifically for awhile (my OC being their fanchild notwitstanding), but Lucien Lachance x Antoinetta Marie is my OTP to end all OTPs. My shaylas. My darlings that only have 3 fics maybe to their name including my own.

I haven't updated Feel For You in too long, but after seeing an event called Flufftober, I got inspired with some ideas I want to post come October. I wouldn't do the entire month, a lot of the prompts don't feel applicable to Lucienetta for me, but quite a few prompts do. Here's a couple I jotted down, veryyy messy ideas from the first moment I saw the prompts at 11 pm a few nights ago, a glimpse into my twisted mind

We'll see how many I'm actually able to get out there. I'm planning for them all to be small drabbles, but we all know how that goes

Catche me feeling like this with all the WIPs I'm putting on my own plate

Meanwhile, the RoseDragon fic, 2nd Augustus fic, Blood Brothers, etc:

No pressure tagging: @cresu @dark-brotherhoe @sssaeva @the-radic0le @ophanstears @darkcimba and anyone else! I'm always nervous about tagging, esp. moots I interact with less often 😣

[goodwounded]

oh shit its wednesday!

erandur doing laundry

[unironicallytes]

Chapter 10: Why Else Would He Be Here?

Fandom: TESIV Oblivion (Dark Brotherhood) Relationships: OC/Lucien Lachance; OC & Antoinetta Marie Rating: Mature Relevant Tags: Manipulative relationship dynamics, fantasy racism and slur-usage (see all tags on AO3) Word Count: 6249

In this chapter, Silencer Zathiril reminisces on the "good" old days, abruptly realizes he's almost out of potions, then he and Murderer Antoinetta make it to a random backwoods town which was not initially on the itinerary.

Lucien and I became quite close in the weeks following our unexpected night at the Foc's'le. Aloofness waning, he instead offered more invitations to meet outside of the Sanctuary. Clipped conversations in the hall now bloomed with flirtatious intrigue. At least, when no one was listening. Despite how keen he seemed, it was apparent that he didn't want others to know about our little arrangement. Those stolen nights between threadbare sheets, breath heavy with cheap wine and careless, vulgar words - they shamed him. Not enough to stop him from seeking more, but enough to relegate us to secrecy. Back then, I often wondered if it was laying with a man or laying with a Bosmer that did it. Some time later, I would find out it was both, peppered with further cultural enigmas. He was an Imperial after all, and even in my short time north of the Strid, I'd quickly learned that the mennish folk there were not so different from what I'd heard of merrish folk on Summerset, a culture where sex and gender and race were strangled with odd expectations. I could glean a bit from Lucien himself, but only when his tongue was clumsy enough from drink, or when we were obscured in darkness behind curtains drawn shut. Still, creeping quietly beyond those moments, he warmed to me. He seemed pleased by my presence even outside of our meetings and I sought to please him further by making that presence useful. Fetching him things, bringing him gifts of food and drink, offering him more advice on Bosmeri targets - all ways to endear myself to him. By the next month, he had gotten downright friendly in stark contrast to the way we’d started. Why do all this? I hardly knew the man beyond a drunken tryst turned habitual. Truthfully, I liked that he was interested in me. It was exciting to be wanted. And I hoped that for once, I could keep a caraid close without driving them away. I had found little luck with that in my home village. But my time in the Gold Coast Sanctuary would be different from then, because everyone here was like me, and this Mother loved us all the same.

[bytedykes]

fun character types

character who is not allowed to kill themself

related: suicidal character who physically can't kill themself

alive character who has successfully committed suicide

character who hasn't died but has committed thematic suicide of the Self

character who thinks they're suffering karmic punishment for killing/trying to kill themself

[mylittleproshipper]

When the ship is between a younger character and their guardian figure who is in love with them but is afraid of breaking their trust and making them feel unsafe so they are constantly battling with their own morals and having to decide whether they should destroy the safe figure they provide in favor of their own lust or keep up their facade of normalcy to keep the one they love safe while suffering in silence

[rainbowspaceprince]

Absolutely exhausting to see people's response to "hating men ultimately leads to all types of transphobia. It doesn't belong in feminist spaces and ultimately harms everyone involved. Hating men is in fact not decentering men." And seeing half the comments be "well trans men are all evil misogynists who need to die" or "maybe I wouldn't hate trans men if they stopped acting like they're oppressed" YOU ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM

[age-gap-ship-tournament]

Is this is a safe space to say that sometimes the blurring of paternal and romantic only makes a ship better?

[age-gap-ship-tournament]

Like, sometimes (in fact, often) fandoms will accuse any two characters who are very close but have an age gap of being "parent and child" either just because the ship grosses them out because of the age gap or because they fully cannot comprehend of ordinary platonic close intergenerational friendships, and that's possibly the most annoying thing in all of fandom.

But sometimes. Sometimes they're right. Sometimes there is kind of a paternal/maternal/caretaker vibe. And sometimes there's a romantic or sexual vibe as well, at the same time. And that's the really juicy stuff.

[dark-brotherhoe]

"What... hey! That felt good." - Bae-nor

Day 1-2 | Prompt: Healing Hands

Whenever I heal Benor, he always says this. So when I saw Healing Hands, I was like, "Mm, I feel like I'm going to have to draw pinup Bae-nor"

Underrated King, I love my husband and his scented candle business.

[unironicallytes]

I made a very simple Padomay sigil brush on csp (my first brush so I kinda wanna tweak it before sharing the actual files lol)

Anyways naturally I had to give Zath a potentially-canon-for-reasons-later tattoo as if he was wasted at Night Mother's house party and she said "𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕝 𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟? 𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕖𝕤"