#Rosie Sanders

[fashionbooksmilano]

Überwältigende Blüten

Rosie Sanders

Sandmann Edition, München 2015, 160 Seiten,  24.5 x 31 cm,  ISBN 978-3-938045-97-8

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Often compared to the artist Georgia O'Keeffe, Rosie Sanders's botanical paintings lie at the extreme end of botanical art – they exude dynamism and sensuality in every brushstroke and their richness of colour sets her apart from her contemporaries. In this beautifully illustrated book, Rosie exhibits a selection of flowers, from tulips to orchids, roses to irises, anemones to amaryllis, and illuminates them with fascinating and skillful uses of perspective and light. This large-format book showcases her finest paintings in exquisite detail and they are accompanied by excellent and accessible scientific commentary. Also included is an introduction by renowned Swiss botanist Dr. Andreas Honegger.

This book is perfect for artists want to get a closer look at a master's brushstrokes, textures and colour in paintings, or readers who are interested in contemporary botanical art.

Die Engländerin Rosie Sanders denkt anders, sieht anders und malt anders als alle anderen Blumenmaler und -malerinnen. Sie ist eine Meisterin der Proportionen und des Lichts. In ihren Bildern fängt sie jene Momente des Wandels ein und zeigt, dass diese ihren ganz eigenen Reiz haben, der gerade nicht in der vermeintlich vollkommenen Schönheit liegt.

17/12/22

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[mister-wong-s-magic-box]

wild untamed erotica

painting by Rosie Sanders rosiesanders.com

[halfhissandwich]

Patton ribbits when he’s excited and Janus thinks it’s adorable :D

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[groovytimes]

On some days I am Larry, on most days I am Rosie O’Donnell.

[if-music-be-the-food-of-love]

“And the Elephant Sings” by Beulaugh

✨ Chapter 12/14 now posted: A Stuffed Raccoon ✨

Summary: Sander opens the door

Written for the @skambigbang

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Hands shaking, Sander tried to pocket his phone, but he couldn’t. It stubbornly would not slide into the familiar spot, and for some reason his hands, his very livelihood, had stopped functioning.

He could see them, but it was like they were disconnected from his body, like his nerves had snapped, leaving him pawing at his hip like a skittish rabbit.

What the fuck?

This was what he’d wanted.

This was exactly what he’d hoped in his heart would happen, but now that it was happening, now that Robbe was here, he couldn’t bring himself to move.

He’d physically shut down.

Because…

What if Robbe wasn’t here to forgive him. What if he was here to deliver a cease and desist.

Sander had craved an answer, but what if it wasn’t the one he yearned for? How would he survive that? Now that he knew what he wanted, now that he let himself admit it and freely seek it, how could he lose it?

He gave up on his pocket and tossed his phone on the shoe rack. It landed with a soft thunk on Millie’s scarf, and Sander ran a still shaking hand through his hair, watching his fingers and wrist wobble the whole way up and down, unable to stop them.

Fuck. Fuck.

He took a deep breath and willed himself to reach for the door handle, hand still trembling. He braced himself against the wall with his other hand and opened the door.

And there he was.

Robbe’s mouth stood slightly open, perhaps caught between an aborted “hello” and surprise at Sander finally appearing, and his hand had paused mid-air, halfway to the doorbell as if he’d been about to ring again. It slowly dropped to his side, completely forgotten.

Fuck, Robbe looked good–fucking delectable in his bulky brown coat, blue scarf, and burnt orange beanie. Wisps of hair curled out from under the edges of his hat as long lashes kissed rosy cheekbones flushed with cold. They fluttered nervously before he lifted dark eyes to meet Sander’s.

And oh.

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[puppetshowdown]

Full Competitor Reveal!

The time has finally arrived! Here are the characters that will be participating in the Puppet Showdown!

I did decide to keep this competition to only puppets in the traditional sense and not include characters that are puppets in the "being controlled by someone else" sense, as much as I did enjoy those submissions! Also apologies but I did end up only using the Muppets that were submitted individually, I didn't really have another big group to put them against and it just seemed a bit more fair imo! Anyway! Here is the list of Puppets! I will be working on the actual bracket and the images soon!

-Wally Darling (Welcome Home) -Eddie Dear (Welcome Home) -Julie Joyful (Welcome Home) -Barnaby B. Beagle (Welcome Home) -The Professor (Puppet History) -Scout (Hello Puppets) -Riley Ruckus (Hello Puppets) -Mortimer Handee (Hello Puppets) -Daisy Danger (Hello Puppets) -Nick Nack (Hello Puppets) -Randy Feltface -Deet (The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance) -Pinocchio (Guillermo del Toro's Pinocchio) -Spamton (Deltarune) -Paris (The Dummy's Dummy) -Audrey II (Little Shop of Horrors) -Elmo (Sesame Street) -Julia (Sesame Street) -Kermit (The Muppets) -Rowlf (The Muppets) -Ghost of Christmas Present (The Muppets Christmas Carol) -The Puppet (Five Nights at Freddy's) -BonBon (Five Nights at Freddy's) -Lil Cal (Homestuck) -Puppet!Habbit (Smile For Me) -Mekk Elek (Mekk Elek az ezermester) -Emett Otter (Emett Otter's Jugband Christmas) -Warren the Eagle (Don't Hug Me I'm Scared) -Yellow Guy (Don't Hug Me I'm Scared) -Duck (Don't Hug Me I'm Scared) -Henrietta Pussycat (Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood) -Daniel Tiger (Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood) -The Fireside Girl Marionette (Phineas and Ferb) -Buksi (Futrinka utca) -Crow T. Robot (Mystery Science Theater 3000) -Mary (Death Mark) -Rosie and Jim -Basil Brush (The Basil Brush Show) -Cleo (Between the Lions) -Click the Mouse (Between the Lions) -Lost Doll (Gregory Horror Show) -Beelzeneff (Ouran High School Host Club) -Nemu Takara's Puppet (Blue Exorcist) -Muffin the Mule -Puppet!Angel (Angel) -Dipper Sock Puppet (Gravity Falls) -Belle the Tinkerer (Sonic the Hedgehog comics) -Sooty (The Sooty Show) -Sweep (The Sooty Show) -Soo (The Sooty Show) -Five Pebbles (Rain World) -Mazsola (Mazsola and Tádé) -Süsü (Süsü the Dragon) -Slappy (Goosebumps) -Mirr-Murr (Mirr-Murr Kandúr Kalandjai) -Gillach (Mabinogi) -Earl Schmerle (The Rock-afire Explosion) -Lamb Chop -Marionette (Dragon Quest IX) -Sasori (Naruto) -Puppet!Virgil Sanders (Sanders Sides) -Puppet!Patton Sanders (Sanders Sides) -Puppet!Roman Sanders (Sanders Sides) -Puppet!Logan Sanders (Sanders Sides)

[theoncelee]

So, I ended up not finishing my precalc and physics homework until like 23:00, so I still haven’t written anything for day three. I do have something for day four though because I wrote it like a week ago because I thought the prompt was really cute. I will try to make day three happen at some point today, but I figured you can have day four first!

Day four- Reward

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Ship: Platonic or Romantic Prinxiety (lee!Virgil and ler!Roman)

Warnings: this is a tickle fic. If you don’t like tickling don’t read this. A few capital words but not many. There’s really not much to warn about, this fic is super soft and fluffy.

A Different Kind of Bet

(stellar title I know)

“Aww come on! How are you so good at this?” Roman whined, gesturing vaguely at the game of Beach Buggy Racing (Mario Kart is overdone and overrated) they were playing. “Maybe you just suck” Virgil quipped back with a smirk. “You little-“ Roman started before shaking his head with a chuckle, “alright, mister tickle-me-EGO, how about a bet? Since you’re so cocky, loser of the next race gets the shit tickled out of them”. Virgil immediately sunk into the couch cushions with a growing blush. In his position, most people wouldn’t sweat. He was clearly better at the game, with little chance of losing. That was exactly the problem.

Virgil, wasn’t like most people. He really liked being tickled, more than was probably considered normal. He hadn’t necessarily been in the mood to be tickled, but, well, now that Roman MENTIONED it, it sounded kinda nice. He could throw the game, but he was way too competitive for that. Plus, how would he possibly do that without Roman realizing? “What’s wrong Virgil?” Roman asked with a smirk. “Scared you’ll lose?” He teased, before taking note of the way Virgil was curled up in embarrassment with a rosy tint to his cheeks. “Wait, you’re not scared you’ll lose, are you. You’re scared you’ll WIN,” Roman finished, with a teasing but genuine beam. Virgil’s face was a total giveaway. His face turned a deep shade of crimson and his eyes widened while a wobbly smile grew on his face. Roman’s smile softened. Virgil was way too cute. “How about this then? WINNER gets the shit tickled out of them.” Roman didn’t even wait for a response before starting the next race. Even though Virgil was practically VIBRATING with anticipation, he won effortlessly (which had absolutely NOTHING to do with Roman casually flinging his car off the road at every possible opportunity). “Hey! No fair, you totally threw that game,” Virgil whined, watching Roman yeet his car off the wide road right near the finish line ending the race with a DNF. “Don’t be like that when you love this,” Roman chuckled before setting his controller down on the coffee table and lightly scribbling his fingers into Virgil’s ribs. Virgil erupted into an adorable fit of giggles, squealing in childlike delight. “See? You’re not fighting back at all! I’m not even pinning you down”. Virgil couldn’t even be bothered to deny it. He just giggled up a storm and GOD it felt good. Roman let his fingers roam all over Virgil’s tummy, even slipping his fingers under his hoodie when he felt mischievous, but he kept his tickling light. He wanted it to stay playful, knowing Virgil liked it better that way. Virgil never resisted, never fought back, only giggled with a shout of “nohoho” and “waihaihaihahahait” whenever Roman brushed over a particularly sensitive spot. But he never said “stop”.

“Yknow what Virgil? I’m getting a bit hungry” Roman started. “youhouhou’re ahahalwahahahays huhuhungreeheehy” Virgil drawled lazily. “Hush” Roman snickered, enunciated with a squeeze to Virgil’s hips. “I’m rather craving a very specific fruit.” Virgil chuckled, and not just from the tickling. “ohof couhouhourse yohou wohould, gahahahaylohohord,” he snickered. Roman scoffed before continuing, “I’m craving raspberries, Virgil.” Virgil’s demeanor changed instantly. His squirming grew more frantic and for the first time he started pushing at Roman’s hands. “Rohohomahahan nohohohoho” he squealed. “Roman YES,” Roman replied before taking a deep breath and dipping his head down towards Virgil’s quivering tummy. “no no no no nonononononohohohohAHAHAHAHAHA ROMAN” Virgil shrieked. Roman began peppering raspberries all over Virgil’s tummy, before placing a last raspberry over Virgil’s navel (one that lasted much too short long if you asked him). Sensing Virgil had had enough, Roman sat up before scooping Virgil into his arms and rubbing away the ghost tingles. Virgil didn’t quite relax, however. “Hey Virge, what’s wrong?” Roman asked, concerned he’d gone too far. “Is it weird?” came the response. “Is what weird? Being ticklish? Uh, no, most people are ticklish Virge.” Roman replied. Virgil shook his head, “no I meant, that I, well uh,” “Is it weird you like it?” Roman interrupted. Virgil nodded. Roman continued, “nah it’s not weird. It’s cute. And, if it makes you feel any better, I like it too. I mean, why would I suggest a bet like that in the first place when I was losing that bad?” Virgil turned around sharply in Roman’s hold, sporting a bright grin the could only mean trouble. He met Roman’s wildly excited eyes and wasted no time in tackling Roman and tickling him until he was all giggled out, returning the favor and giving Roman what he’d been after in the first place. What Virgil had been too flustered to even notice. After Roman’s breathing had slowed to a normal rate, the pair curled up in each others arms. For the moment, they were completely content. Roman mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like “thank you” before promptly falling asleep, smiling and satisfied. Virgil muttered “yeah, ditto,” and sat back to admire Roman’s sleeping form. He wasn’t awake to enjoy it for much longer.

And when Patton and Logan came home from the store, maybe Patton took a photo, maybe he didn’t. Logan DEFINITELY complained that they hadn’t bothered to even shut the game off. Do those idiots even CARE about energy conservation?

[esper-union-lounge]

Kitten Rescue

Daniel (Chiron) x reader

Summary:

The schedule was jam-packed, as usual, it was an everyday occurrence for Daniel. As he was about to take a smoke break that's when he met you. What came after was a little unexpected for him to end his day.

Tag: fluff, platonic (you decide), might have incorrect descriptions of cat behaviour (But Sander’s kitten doesn’t behave like a normal cat too so…)

"And, class dismissed," Daniel said.

On cue, the bell rang. Immediately, all the students began packing their items and books. All eager to get out of the classroom, the students shoved and pushed as everyone tried to cram through the doorway clogging their means of exit.

"Everyone, please have order!" Daniel said.

He got up from his lecture desk and walked towards the door. At this point, his students were able to unclog themselves. Once the jam was fixed, the others were able to go through it. Within seconds, the classroom was empty.

This wasn't an unusual sight, but a sigh escaped Daniel's lips regardless. It was his last class of the day, and in silence, the Esper packed up his things and went back to his office to pack up his other belongings.

A little while later, Daniel was out of campus. He wanted to give the Esper Union headquarters a visit, presumably to refine his archery skills or, to talk to other colleagues about his research progress.

Through and through it was a typical, yet busy day for him regardless. With schedules packed full of classes and time to hone his research and skills, Daniel’s hooves stopped midway. He felt his phone vibrate and took it out to see if he received a notification.

Tapping on the message icon, he opened the new message. Reading it through, he gave a little sigh and shook his head a little. “Tang Xuan and Li Ling… those rascals,” he commented. Nothing has changed about them. Having abandoned their charity post at the orphanage, Daniel was tasked to fill in the spot.

Another thing to add to his busy schedule. Daniel could only turn around to a small corner of the campus building.

He rummaged through his jacket’s inner pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes. Popping one stick into his mouth, his hand went back into the pocket to fish for the lighter.

At a distance, he spotted a figure near the alleyway between two campus buildings. His suspicion raised and he took the cigarette out of his mouth. Without a second thought, he march straight towards the figure and said, "Who's there?!"

His hooves stomped on the concrete. The sound of his voice was loud enough to frighten you.

Your body jumped and quickly turned your head towards the large figure towering over you. For a split second, your attention turned back to the alleyway.

"Oh no!" you said, as you saw the small kitten run back into its den made from trash. Disappointed, you could only drop your head at the wasted effort and stood up with a plastic bowl of kibbles.

Daniel saw everything and studied your expression of defeat. Having realised what he had done, the Esper felt a little guilty.

There was an awkward silence between you and the Esper. Either of you spoke to each other until Daniel decided to speak first.

"... May I ask, what are you doing here?" he asked.

Shaking the bowl of kibble gently, you replied, "oh, there were a bunch of kittens living by that pile of trash.” You said and pointed at the pile of garbage, “ I was able to recuse five of them, but the last one..." you sighed,"... He's injured and didn’t want to come out. I have to come here every day to coax him with food." you continued, "I almost have him, but that's when..."

You held back, trying to be polite about the situation. Which, Daniel went a little rosy from embarrassment.

Clearing his throat, he spoke, "Well... erm… I am sorry." He averted his gaze when he heard small meows from a distance and noticed a carrier next to the wall.

"Are those…?” Daniel pointed at the carrier. You turned around and saw what he was pointing at. “Those are the five kittens I rescued. I just missing one.”

“I think you can use the carrier and the other kittens to lure him out," he suggested.

You turned to look at him in surprise. Why haven't you thought of that before?

"Really?! How?" you asked impatiently, eager to do anything to get the last kitten out of the pile.

Daniel gave it a thought and said, "Hmmm... I've never really done this before, but it's always worth a try when it comes to something new." the optimism in his voice made you feel more at ease.

With a plan set, Daniel instructed you what to do and you nodded in agreement. Getting yourself ready, you went approached the den slowly while carrying the other kittens in the carrier. Your other hand held onto Daniel’s jacket.

You place the carrier in the middle of the alleyway. Using the jacket you covered the carrier so it could be nice and dark, mimicking a den-like environment. As instructed, you place a can of wet food inside of the carrier before opening the gate and you immediately hid behind the boxes, while Daniel watched from the corner.

As you both waited, for a while, the last kitten finally popped its head out on the pile. He sniffed the air as the aroma of the wet food triggered his hunger. To see his other siblings feasting on the canned food inside the carrier, the injured kitten dragged himself out of the pile and went to have his fill of food.

He sniffed and dragged himself the whole way, still cautious, but his hunger rushed him nevertheless. You watched as the tiny body slowly, but surely entered the carrier. When his last foot entered, you quickly jumped out and closed the carrier gate.

You couldn't help to draw a wide smile on your face. Picking up the carrier, you look back at Daniel and smiled at the success of his plan.

The older man smiled back with a nod. "You did well," he commented as you walked out of the alleyway.

"It's all thanks to your plan," you reply, "I couldn't have done it without you."

However, the conversation quickly fell into an awkward silence. The soft meows of the litter helped filled in the silence. That's when you remember his jacket.

"Oh! And here's your jacket," you handed him his garment.

Patting the dust off of it, Daniel spoke, "So… What would your plan be, next?"

"Hmmm...." you gave it a good thought, "…I am going to take them all to the vet for a check-up, but after that... I am… not sure." you shook your head.

You held a troubled look. Daniel gestured to escort you. "Have you thought about fostering them?" Daniel asked. You began to walk away from the building back to the main road and Daniel followed.

You shook your head and answered, "My place doesn't allow pets…… I know it's silly of me to buy all these things," you gestured at the carrier and cat food, " But I couldn't help it when these kittens were so helpless and starving."

Daniel listened and watched as you lifted the carrier to your eye levelling, checking to see if the litter were behaving well. He saw how you held a slight bittersweet expression; you felt guilty for how limited your help was.

Suddenly a thought crossed Daniel's mind. He reached out to you and asked, "May I?" you looked at his hand reaching for the carrier. A little curious you handed the Esper the carrier with a questioning look.

"I think I might have an idea where we can rehome these kittens," he gave you a reassuring smile.

*************

Giggles and laughter filled the room as the children all gathered around the basket. Five kittens looked around as the children all stared in awe.

They looked at Daniel and you, asking silent permission if they could pet the tiny animals.

"Go ahead," Daniel softly smile.

The children's faces all lit up and immediately started to dote on the kittens. "Don't be too rough though," Daniel instructed, and the children followed.

The headmistress watched as she stood next to both of you. She said, "Thank you and the Esper Union so much for giving so much charity to our orphanage. It's good to see these children smile again after what they have been through."

"It's nothing, this is part of what we do. I am glad to see they are smiling again." Daniel said.

You watched as the children played with the kittens, the smiles they had filled your heart with warmth. It was all worth the effort.

Suddenly a small meow came from the carrier in Daniel’s hand. You turned to look at the Esper and asked, “What about this little one?” You pointed at the last kitten, who had a bandaged leg.

"Oh," Daniel lifted the carrier to his eye level and gave a gentle smile, "I am thinking of taking this little one back home with me."

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Author’s notes:

I...

Listen, Daniel might be the next Esper to make me implode, after Ahmed, okay?

(C) Esper Union Lounge

[uhhh-hi-there-i-am-nervous]

Felt as though I had to do art for Virgil's birthday so I made some pixel art of a present (from Roman) and a Birthday hat. I also wrote a pixelated note (is it from Patton, Roman, or the fanders?).

I will now tag everyone I follow who's in the fandom. @asktoysides @a-small-batch-of-dragons @ash-intheflames @coral-reblogs @cutebisexualmess @cryingrainbowsandrocksongs @full-of-roman-angst-trash @fandercalendar @go-ask-reverse-sides-au-things @haysgrove @kiddiesides @loganslowdown4 @meowthefluffy @marksandrec @not-so-daily-sander-sides-art @needscaffeine @perfectly-princely-emo-nightmare @professionalchaoticdumbass @rose-coloured-prince @roman-appreciation-central @roman-postin @romancore @roseianxiety @sanderstribute @sanders-sides-reverse-au @sandersclause @tstwitterupdates @tsswonderlandau @treenissanderssidesstuff * @thedeadandthedecaying @virgil-sanders-the-gay-emo * @wicked-rosie @yourmypenguin * @zodiacsomething

Any one that has a * before there @ is someone I think is in the fandom but may not be.

[gruundle]

UPDATE 4/29/23: We are a little under halfway to goal! Rosie’s surgery is scheduled for Monday, and we could really use a little extra push. We found a lump on her belly this morning and are fearing the worst. We are going to try and get this new lump a biopsy but it’s absolutely money we don’t have after scraping by for just this procedure. Please share if you can 💕

Hello all! My name is Greer, I’m a queer indie artist living in VA with my partner and our three beautiful animals.

Our youngest, Rosie, a freshly two year old chihuahua mix, has recently very suddenly developed issues with her anal glands. In four weeks after no issues for her whole life, they’ve gotten impacted and infected twice, and this week they finally ruptured.

After this last visit, where they could no longer drain anything despite her glands being full and extremely swollen, her vet has recommended that we pursue surgery to have her anal glands completely removed to protect her from discomfort and any further issues/risk of infection. It’s expensive, but less so than taking her in every month for drainage and antibiotics, as well as less distressing for her and us.

Her surgery is currently scheduled for the 2nd of May. We’re able to cover the $200 deposit and we’ve been approved for care credit to cover most of the cost of the surgery (the estimate is roughly $1600-$2600), but we were completely unprepared for something of this magnitude. We’re seeking help with covering the remainder, a (hopefully) final emergency visit to clean and tend to her rupture, her pre-op blood work, and time taken off work to care for her during recovery.

This has been a scary and stressful time but I am endlessly inspired by Rosie’s ability to get up after having her glands burst and bleed and still beg for food, because it’s what makes her happy, or lick our tears away because she’s more concerned about us. She’s an incredible wonderful beautiful girl and she deserves the world.

Thank you for even taking the time to read this far! Please do not feel obligated to donate; a share or a kind word is also extremely appreciated!

For anyone that does donate, please contact me for a drawing and a hand written thank you card. Thank you thank you thank you!!!!

[spoondrifts]

9 FANDOM PEEPS TO GET TO KNOW BETTER

tagged by @grayintogreen

3 ships you like: howl/sophie/ben (howl's moving castle by dwj), patton/janus (sanders sides), and hannibal/will (from nbc's hannibal, obviously. classic. undefeated)

3 (hazbin/helluva) ships you like: radiostatic (onesided OR requited, i'm really not picky), radioapple (in every possible iteration), and staticrose (vox/rosie, made myself ship them on accident with a niche au and now i'm the only one making content for them. rarepair hell)

first ship ever: it might've been percy/annabeth from pjo when i was like eight... wow

last song you heard: stayed gone from hazbin hotel, i'm literally just looping the soundtrack over and over again, it's an issue

favorite childhood book: a wrinkle in time!! this might have been the first ever book to captivate me so thoroughly that it was all i could think about. baby's first hyperfixation

currently reading: nothing at the moment, but i just finished sorrowland by rivers solomon which was fantastic

currently watching: hazbin. there is no space in my brain for anything else at the moment (which is why i've been inactive on here a little bit haha whoops)

currently consuming: green grapes :]

currently craving: shakshuka. ohhh my god i want shakshuka so bad but we have no groceries so i am waiting patiently

chris basically tagged everyone i know off the top of my head, so go check out her post!! <3

[katierosefun]

thank you @l-tyrell and @b1uetrees for the tag!

the rules: take your 3 most recently liked songs on Spotify (or the first 3 that pop up on shuffle, whichever you want) and you have to 1) choose a line from each song to be a fic title and 2) tell me the genre of fic it would be and any other fic description you feel inspired to include

and ever breaking, from an unkindness of ravens by sanders bohlke

ooh, given that this song played in suits and during a particularly emotional scene (imo, anyways), i think the genre would have to be some kind sad suits fic featuring a lot of harvey always missing every goddamn chance he has to just ask mike to stay with him. kind of like in a love, rosie way, but if love, rosie were made for sad middle-aged queer guys who suffer from incredibly awful abandonment issues and a weird god complex

2. too far away to notice, from may the fourth from the swearing jar soundtrack

so, i actually already wrote a fic with a title from this song, but i really do love may the fourth. that fic was already suits centered, but also, i think this song can squeeze out another suits-centered fic, but this time featuring mike and harvey now living on opposite sides of the country and like . . . there's this one line in the show about how harvey and mike had stopped texting each other and stopped calling, which just makes me sad, and i want to write a story that explores that.

3. falling in love (again), from labyrinth by taylor swift

i know there are still jwds fics lurking in me, so i think this would be one where i'd draw one out. i imagine this fic would probably have something to do with joo won and dong sik still pretending that they're just . . . not really friends, per say, but also both of them trying to be like ':) yes we can just be platonic buddies! we are just good buddy pals :)', and maybe both of them are just like whatever we felt back then was probably a fluke, we were both really stressed and really tired and of course we were obsessive but it's just like. there's all these other little moments--even the boring ones--that are just like. dammit! i'm falling in love with this person again, but now in a totally different context, and i don't know what to do with that.

no pressure tags:

@kckenobi @reese-haleth

[byenycfm]

Event 04 - Immunity Part Two: Results

When: December 13, 2023 Where: The Wexley Penthouse Ballroom Who: All Residents

"Everyone, please, I just have a few things that I'd like to say before we get started." Hands rising to silence the crowd gathered once more in the Ballroom, Tobias took a brief breath to steady his nerves, resisting the urge to fiddle with his hands when they came back together in front of him.

"These results, I know they feel... heavy, for all of us. The temptation for Human beings to separate ourselves into us and them is sometimes overwhelming. It's in our nature. But the thing that sets us apart from other animals, from those things out there, is that we have the ability to overcome the worst parts of our nature, and to choose to come together for what's good for all of us. The results of these tests will be used to better organize ourselves, our resources, and to implement forward thinking planning on our future here in The Wexley.

Together as a community we stand facing a world we don't recognize, with no idea what lay beyond the skyline, but what is also in Human nature is our innate drive to survive. The future may be more unknown to us than ever, but if we continue to stay a united front, and take care of each other, I fully believe that no matter what is thrown our way, we will handle it without fail. Our strength is in our bonds, in our community, and these results, no matter what they say, are a tool toward these ends. Please, do not let them divide us, for myself, as the head of our little village here, can tell you now that I am not immune, nor delayed, as are the majority in this room.

Those that are immune... with that immunity comes added responsibility to look after those around you. It does not make you invincible, but it makes you better equipped to assist us all as we move forward. We also request a blood sample for testing by our new resident CDC official. For those who find they have a delayed response, any foray outside will mean a brief physical examination upon return, and an increased quarantine time to forty eight hours."

As he spoke a single fold out table was set up to one side, Lane and Liam setting down the test cards with their marked results in white envelopes out in piles by the hand written names on the front alphabetical order.

"Please line up single file at the table and give your name, your results will be provided to you inside an envelope for privacy reasons. The only people with knowledge of all results are myself, those who processed the results, and my staff. I'd also like to ask now while the line is forming, for volunteers. With winter really starting to bare down on us, no matter the results of the tests, we will need as many teams of two or three as possible to go out in the nearest vicinity buildings for supplies before the snow gets any deeper. Anything non-perishable, hygiene products, warm clothing in all sizes, medications, etcetera. Please come to me after receiving your results so we can take a head count and start pairing up teams."

With a little clap of his hands and a brightly optimistic smile, Tobias held up his hands and waved the people toward the table as he stepped off the raised platform of a stage. "Things are looking up, and from what I hear Charlie and Rosie from the diner are still putting up tree this year and preparing a Christmas feast for Christmas day! I for one am looking forward to a bit of Christmas spirit to pick us all up!"

The results are as follows:

Immune:

Rhiannon Wells

Charlotte Rose

Zach Sanders

Eric Sanders

Delayed Reaction

Ashton Ryder

Rosie Smith

Kang Jackson

Yeon 'Seven' Du

Vincent Blanche

Everyone else has no immunity and will change within twenty minutes if bitten. They cannot transmit nor contract the virus.

Infected people with delayed reactions can spread the disease through their saliva having direct contact with another's broken skin or mucous membranes in the eyes, nose, or mouth. This makes infected people with delayed symptoms asymptomatic carriers until their symptoms start to present within two to four months after initial infection.

Those who's characters would volunteer for the next event, which is the large scale supply run, please message the main or the admins on discord so teams can be put together before the next event is posted.

[boydidthatgowell]

Exhaustion

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Relationship(s): Analogical

Characters: Virgil and Logan

Summary: Logan is sick, Virgil isn’t surprised. Mostly comfort, a bit of fluff. This is partially a vent fic.

….

Virgil’s awake first, not as per usual. He hadn’t gone to bed til’ late, but that doesn’t erase the fact that he’s pouring a cup of coffee at the kitchen counter at 7:00am.

Logan had endured a rough night, he was stressing about deadlines and working to the point of immense frustration.

That was, until Virgil practically dragged him from their office to bed.

It was beneficial to let Logan sleep in, in order to spare Virgil dealing with a cranky attitude-ed and short tempered boyfriend all day.

7:20am on the dot, Virgil felt a pair of defined arms snake around his waist. He chuckled briefly as Logan snuggled his head between his neck and shoulder tiredly.

“Good morning, did you get enough sleep?” Virgil continued washing dishes, he planted a brief kiss to Logan’s messy bed head. “Mm, hi dear.” His voice was muffled, yet distinct and low.

Virgil shut the faucet off. “Can I get you some coffee?” He asked, raising his eyebrows subtly.

“Absolutely.” Logan lifted his head, pulling a chair out and sitting at the kitchen table, head in his hands.

Virgil placed the previously boiling hot, now warm, mug of caffeinated beverage in front of his partner.

Logan felt incredibly exhausted, he did nothing more than merely stare into the dark abyss before him. His vision was mildly spotted, there was a buzz in his head, he felt nauseated. The fatigue was beginning to get worse with every breath he took.

He couldn’t move his hands to lift the mug without feeling like he was close to vomiting. If that wasn’t enough proof that whatever was wrong was far worse than just a temporary sense of enervation, he isn’t sure what was.

Virgil bent over and grabbed Logan’s face gently, turning it benevolently so they would be looking at each other. “Baby, you’re white as a ghost. I’ve never seen you this pale before,” he places the back of his hand on Logan’s cheek, then forehead, then neck. “and you’re burning up. How do you feel?”

Logan yawned and slugged his way into perfect posture. “I am feeling perfectly adequate, thank you, honey. You should go get relax, it’s Saturday, yes?” He sips his coffee mid sentence and almost immediately feels his acid reflex reacting.

“Trash can?”

“Now.”

Virgil extends an arm behind him and drags the bin to his boyfriend, almost immediately Logan grasps the edges and begins vomiting loudly and intensely. Virgil tries not to gag, holding his breath and rubbing Logan’s back.

Logan sits up from leaning over, looking rosy and teary eyed.

“You need to rest today, L.” Virgil brushes Logan’s hair back lovingly.

“No, no. I’m just fine. I’ll head off to work in about an hour.” Logan dodges Virgil’s hand.

Virgil squints and hums cautiously as if he’s genuinely offended by that statement.

“Absolutely not.”

Logan stands up, stumbling a bit, but stabilizing himself with a hand on the table.

“You’re being absurd,”

“You’re going to walk your sick little ass up those stairs, brush your nasty teeth, call in sick, and lay in bed. This whole tough facade you’re putting on isn’t going to work. You’re exhausted, babe. Look what it’s doing to you. You’re seriously going to sit here and tell me that’s a healthy way to live?” Virgil gestures nonchalantly, staring into the eyes in front of him.

Without a word, Logan wipes his lips with the back of his hand, kisses Virgil on the cheek, pats him on the shoulder, and walks towards the staircase.

“Thank you.” Virgil whispers to himself.

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