#gonna make this its own post rq

[masked-artist-xp]

MEET THE ARTIST!

I am a minor.

Art requests are currently closed.

Asks are open!

I am open to answer just about anything.

My birthday is oct 23rd.

In a relationship fr fr

I am a black cat therian

My pronouns are he/they/it/neos

Refer to me by Ash/Vix/Masked !!!

My persona's name is Fang. (But there is also my creator sona and Corruption who are seprate sonas)

My fursona's name is Vix

I have ADHD, Autism, hypermobility, and a few more mental issues ^^

I am a bisexual demiboy(but it's totally chill to call me transmasc or nonbinary)

If you do submit an art rq I may put it off for a bit-a while cuz I tend to be working on a bunch of things at once.

There's gonna be probably a lot of cussing on this blog- so- don't follow if you don't like cussing- QvQ

I am a scemo kid >:P

We don't say slurs on this blog!

You can absolutely tag me in posts with Horror Sans cuz I absolutely love him <3 (/p) cuz Horror is my comfort characterrrr

I'd love music recommendations if you have any!!! (just not country music or slow songs- not my pace lolz)

I do tend to post a few of my outfitzzz(especially if I feel like they're popping off that day)

If you submit an art rq, plz specify who a character is by/where it's from that way so I can draw the proper character, also make sure that I can get a good ref of whatever I'm drawing if it's not my own oc lmao

If you're not welcome on my blog, I will very clearly let you know.

Suggestive side blog: @oh-gods-its-so-gay

Ship side blog(for Dragons Blood aka Fang×Ellis): @fdiwbdk-omg-shipartttt

Music side blog: @music-fucking-slaps-frfr

Majority of my necessary information is in my bio!

DNI IF:

You are homophobic/transphobic/racist/a pedophile/a predator/a proshipper/a TERF/a zoophile/anti-furry/anti-therian/abelist

Art request information!(if I open them again)

I WILL DRAW:

-characters, skeletons, suggestive stuff, animals (even if it looks funky), furries, doodles, gore, ships(if they're acceptable), ect.

I WILL NOT DRAW:

-NSFW, overly complex poses or scenes, bare feet(cuz ew no), backgrounds, sanscest or papcest(sorry y'all), anything homophobic/transphobic/sexist/racist, or against religions, or anything that stands with absolutely profane acts(rape, sexual assault, abuse, pedophilia, incest, ect.)

RULES FOR ART REQUESTS!!!

Don't send more than 1 at once, don't ask for a request if requests are closed, don't pester me to do a request, don't send the same request more than once, don't request me to draw anything that is in the "will not draw" section.

Feel free to talk to me! Askz and Dmz are open for a reason! (I promise I'm not that scary)

Join the discord!

[proshippers-against-censorship]

i'm back, local anti (technically not ig but i refuse to call myself a proshipper anymore after seeing some of the people lurking around over there) ranting in your askbox because you seem kinda chill actually. more controversial opinions incoming

(using general "you" btw this isn't directed at you specifically tumblr user proshippers-against-censorship)

free speech goes both ways. you have the right to make and post whatever you want on your own blog, but other people also have the right to talk about it on their own blogs if they have opinions about what you create.

specifically, i'm thinking about the whole "art lore" bullshit on tiktok. is it really shitty to draw over someone else's art to make fun of it? yes, incredibly. but you don't get to say it can't exist. you don't get to scream and cry about free speech and being anti-censorship if it only applies to people who are nice to you. if your art has the right to exist regardless of its purpose and the intention behind it, then so do other people's.

some people act like martyrs over being "anti-censorship," but then turn around and try to tell people what they can and can't say because it's about them. whether what someone else is saying about you is shitty doesn't matter. whether your art is "bad" doesn't matter in the scheme of it being posted and allowed to exist, so it can't apply to other people's thoughts and opinions about your art either. it doesn't matter one way or the other, your art has the right to exist, and so do other people's posts about said art. you don't have to like it, but you don't get to say it can't exist.

if you post whatever it is you want to post and people crawl up in your ask box like "why does it look like that" "get well soon" etc. and that bothers you, then you need to employ your own suggestions. curate your own online experience. close your ask box. turn off reblogs/comments. block people posting about you. if you can't handle that, then maybe you shouldn't be on the internet.

(i'm not talking about threats, doxxing, etc. btw, that's a completely different thing.)

Gonna sob rq over being called chill, I take that as a huge compliment. Especially when there's a good few antis who like to complain about how I'm quite the opposite in my messages...along with some colorful threats. Super fair to not want to take the label, btw. Folks are nasty. I've said it in the past, but I just don't bring up the controversy or label my other accounts. It's just way better for my mental health that way. I have like, 13 or 14 side blogs at this point? I can only imagine the number of threats I have gotten on here, times that. Yikes.

Here's to your opinion, though. It really shouldn't be controversial. Yeah, sometimes folks have real shitty opinions. But near every media has a way to delete comments from your own posts, and a block button. More folks need to use em. They're great.

[pavedinashes-if]

ahhh bestfriends-to-lovers is my kryptonite in IFs - sorry to Fr, but i can't not pick N 😭 i don't care how slowburn it's gonna be or if it's unrequited, i will spend every second of this IF making my MC pine and chase after N. love the implied "not all RO routes have happy or expected endings" in the pinned post. i hope this gets messy and ends in tragedy. i'd relish it. will be hyperfocusing on N for at least 10 business weeks before considering the other ROs 😔🥰

Also, i know MC canonically had feelings for Fr in the past, but could we have the option to have also liked N before everything??

if only for the chance that in high school, MCs friend group consisted of this soap-opera level love square:

1. Felix, who was in love with their partner MC

2. MC who was in love with their partner, Felix, their bestie, N, and had feelings for Ns partner, Fr (MC chill 😭)

3. N who is in love with their partner Fr

4. And Fr, who loves N, but also had and still currently has feelings for MC

^ personally would be very amusing for me 😌 (and for all their peers watching this mess from afar lmao) like i wish i could've drawn a chart for the square here

You, my dear anon, are one complete, masochistic mess with some sadistic sprinkles on top. And I LOVE IT!

It think most of the points you mentioned will work out, not all though, but i cannot tell details because, duh, spoiler.

- I swear your path alone is a book on its own 😂

Thanks for this cazy insight!!

On one of these typical chill nights at N's place.

Mc asks if somebody could help them rq with a cramp in ther feet...

Oh and I added the chart in your name...

[akaakeis]

I’M GONNA CRY VANNAH >:( TUMBLR DIDN’T TELL ME YOU POSTED SO THIS IS LATER THAN I WANTED IT TO BE.

OKAY. I’M THINKING OF A SHIP NAME RQ- Savori (I’m sorry I can only think of food).

Pre-relationship: 1. How did you first meet?

General: 2. Did they have an official first date? If so what was it like?

Love: 4. How often do they cuddle or engage in PDA?

Domestic Life: 9. How do they celebrate Holidays?

And then from my own personal collection: Funniest kiss memory???

Love you vannah <3333 I hope you have the best day ever and welcome to Self-Ship Friday <33333

<3

-love bakery anon 🍪

AAA BUG!! ITS OK ITS OK!! IM SO HAPPY U SENT IN QUESTIONS <3

SAVORI WAIT. I KIND OF LOVE THAT STOP SHOULD I USE IT?? ITS SO SO SO CUTE!!

pre relationship: 1

i already answered this one here !!

general: 2

IM SORRY i already answered this one too... </3

love: 4

4. How often do they cuddle or engage in PDA?

oh gosh because of me, like on the daily!! when we get home i will be all over that guy i will spend every waking moment holding his hand or hugging him or playing with his hair whenever i dont have him down on the bed or couch cuddling w me 😞 im a LOSER for cuddles and pda!! so for pda i will be doing it ONLY occasionally when we go out just so i dont make us look like those couples who cant keep their hands off each other 😭

domestic life: 9

9. How do they celebrate Holidays?

ooh!! well i always decorate the house a little bit :)) i usually convince him to help me with hanging up stuff and it turns into a karaoke party since i play music (bruno mars) while im doing mundane tasks because it makes it more fun LMAOAOA 😭 we usually stay home and curl up w movies during holidays tho!! sometimes we invite friends over to celebrate tho, depending on what the holiday is!!

bug's personal collection: Funniest kiss memory???

LMAO okay so!! one time i was in the living room working on homework, and he had just gotten home! he walked over to me to give me a kiss and he didn't realize i was wearing glasses, so he had hit his face on the frame of my glasses 😭 we laughed over that for the next five minutes after i had taken off my glasses and give him a kiss

love you too bug!! <3 thank you for the welcome, this is sm fun <3 i hope your day has been lovely so far!! <333

[a-somewhat-original-pt-askblog]

uhh read this if you're new here ig

hi chat 😁 im Kevin, i use he/him, im 19, im like a raccoon in the garage, and im the owner of this blog!!!! Really quick im gonna give you guys a basic summary and like. rules n stuff, ya know the drill

firstly, if you're as normal about Pizza Tower as i, you've come to the right place. this is an askblog centered around... you'd be surprised to hear this, but an au that's, on the surface, almost the same as canon Pizza Tower! lemme rq tell you what's different from canon so you aren't confused:

There's obv gonna be ocs sprinkled in here, including my self insert

Every food creature is human.

..... EXCEPT for Pizzahead cuz i couldn't be arsed to make a human design for him. plus it's funny methinks

This takes place in modern day, for those who hc PT to take place during an earlier time frame

This also takes place AFTER the events of Peppino% (that's what im calling it, fuck you)

thas about it. for now.

Another thing to note: a lotta things about this au are crack taken seriously and i AM making some of this shit up as I go along. If there's any details that are inconsistent, let me know PLEASEE

*cough* as per usual with every askblog, there come rules. im not that strict but still, take precaution

don't be a jackass. like, don't just harass me or other people for my hcs and such. remember, cringe culture is dead

yes im an adult, HOWEVER i will not be answering explicitly sexual questions. Casual talk and jokes are a-okay though, just don't take it too far

please please pleas try to make sure your question relates to pizza tower or the ocs involved. if you ask me about a completely unrelated fandom, for example, i'll just ignore ya.

Im perfectly cool with roleplaying!! again, don't be a jackass and try to be respectful of my boundaries, there's some things in rp that I myself might be uncomfy with

and ofc have fun!!!!!!

Oh and yes, i did mention ocs. HOWEVER I'll make references for them (and any PT characters if i feel like it) once they become relevant. for now im accepting asks for only the PT characters. but uhm yeah, ty for taking the time to read through this massive fuckign post and uh yeah I can't wait to answer your queries ‼️‼️

one more tiny thing: i made this blog a "blog" instead of its own entirely separate blog bcuz i just didn't FEEL like it

[fictionfixations]

self indulgent fic

okay. so. you know in my white rabbit fest part 2(?) post (where i showed screenshots of funny and/or notable parts basically)

i went

"I want to write yuu fucking decking him because apparently no one else is"

okay

so

what i didnt say was right after that i wrote it

and honestly its kind of garbage. and it has a bunch of canon dialogue

but

this was the moment i really let go and said whatever i wanted. so it was truly self-indulgent. (i actually got asked if i was gonna make another part to this lmfao. ...actually i got an idea im gonna speedrun part two rq LMFAO)

but anyway i like some of the insults i put in here.

and i like yuu having a spine

so. um.

[diagonal-queen]

HELLO AGAIN! ITS ME, NIGHTGOWN ANON (IG)! Poe ideas omg. I don't know the man well, but I LOVE HIS DESIGN and i see you love him too! I'm more of a ranpo fan but POEEE these are just general headcannons/ideas for gn/fem s/o 🤷‍♀️ if you want you can add on! i'm just sharing my thoughts :)

- You guys spend hours together talking and browsing dress magazines. not only that, but you guys talk about old fairytales and their dresses :) OR ITS JUST HIM AND HE SPENDS HOURS SPENDING TIME ON WHICH DRESS WOULD FIT YOU BEST

- I heard you mention sugar baby? YOU ARE DEF HIS SUGAR BABY OMG. Him on the first date: ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡ Look i bought you [insert expensive crap]! You: ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)

- Wait what if it was you dating him for his BANK but you just started falling in love with the baby boy?? OR REVERSE (which idk how that would work)

- Poe being frusterated at his desk, writing stories to outwit Ranpo at 1AM and sleepy you just nodding along while petting Karl

- Okay hear me out: You have a pet and Karl and your pet get along so they have playdates. Poe uses this as an excuse to get closer to you, and then like you start dating OVER YOUR PETS <3

- Haha you know the song "popipo" imagine you just start calling poe that and hes just like: man wtf

- Head empty only Poe.

haha ill let you know if i have any more bsd ideas because your writing is AMAZING! VERY GOOD 10/10 <3 AGAIN MY LOVE STAY HYDRATED AND HAVE FUN!! ❤️

HELLO NIGHTGOWN ANON (that name is so funny to me skjsksjsjs) AAAAAAAA I LOVE ALL OF THESE!!!! ALSO YES ALWAYS PLEASE DO COME STRAIGHT BACK HERE IF YOU HAVE ANY MORE IDEAS BECAUSE THESE ARE STELLAR

okay so now i really wanna write a fic where you start dating poe for his money (or for a mission or something, maybe agent!reader who's investigating remnants of the guild idk lol) but then you fall in love with him and it's gonna be fluffy but also angsty okay. i need to make an ao3 account. i've read some stuff there but i've never actually posted, so if i ever post stuff there i'll link it here <3 but yeah either way, he would absolutely spend WAYYY too much on the first date.

as for the dress thing, if you're like me and think old fashioned fancy dresses are just gorgeous, he would get some tailored for you and write you a scenario where you could wear them, like an old ball or something. when it comes to poe's 'i must destroy ranpo' agenda you're gonna have to be the mother of the couple. Give him a bedtime and make him shower and give him a time limit for writing because he will not stop otherwise.

i have unfortunately come to learn that it is illegal to own a raccoon where i'm from. however i do have a puppy who would square up against karl for absolutely no reason because she's just silly like that <3 also they would become partners in crime for sure. poe WILL use this as a reason to hang out with you more. he sees the animals getting along as some kind of foreshadowing because writer

change your ringtone to popipo and be like 'hey edgar call my phone rq' and watch his face just 😦 when that song starts playing on your phone he's like 'wh. what is this music' asjkjdaskkhsfhh bonus points if you show ranpo this exact thing because he would find it HILARIOUS

okay this got too long too quick. i am very inspired at this moment. i shall start mass producing poe wips immediately

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

#thelesson ayyy ✌

[romanocheese]

Good news! I am one episode away from completing stranger things. I had a ton of side tasks I had to do so I didn't have time to watch a full episode until like 2 hours ago with my mom. Anyways I'm going to finish it with her as soon as we come home from work (because I'm actually doing work again and not too sad about life) so I'll probably be finished around 6:30pm maybe? Idk I the time that we'll get home at and I didn't check how long the episode is.

The van scene with Mike and Will hurt so much how did Mike notice how weird Will was acting during the rant. It angers me and makes me die inside

But yeah since I'm going to work I'm gonna take a shower rq and go to bed so I won't text until probably 8am. I'll still check my notifications before I go to sleep though so don't be surprised if I like a post and say nothing :]

Anyways gn hope you had a wonderful day :]

(I'm not spell or grammar checking this)

OH MY GOD THE VAN MOMENT. BROKE MY FUCKING HEART. I WAS CRYING. I WANT NOTHING MORE THAN TO GIVE WILL A HUG. HE DESERVES SO MUCH LOVE HE DESERVES THE WORLD. I LOVE HIM SO DEARLY. HE DOESNT DESERVE THIS

no romantic trope will hit me harder than being desperately, hopelessly in love with the person right next to you and knowing that, for whatever reason, perceived or actual, you can't have them. and it's awful and it's painful and it's agonizing because they are right there, you are so close, and you still can't, like the universe is just fucking with you for its own entertainment. it hurts it hurts so much and oh baby i'm a masochist for it. i love tantalus tropes

[iceshard1011]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sanders Sides (Web Series) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Anxiety | Virgil Sanders/Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders/Deceit | Janus Sanders Characters: Anxiety | Virgil Sanders, Deceit | Janus Sanders, Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders, Logic | Logan Sanders, Morality | Patton Sanders Additional Tags: Mild Language, great way to start off the tags, Movie Night, Getting Together, Getting Back Together, First Kiss, Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Romantic Fluff, allusions to a messy breakup, they're all disney princes, Post-Episode: Putting Others First - Selfishness v. Selflessness Redux | Sanders Sides, because of course it is, also Post-Episode: Flirting with Social Anxiety, because i'm never getting over that ep, Virgil is a smitten bastard, someone get this boy reassurance and cuddles rq, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Anxiety | Virgil Sanders is a Good Friend, (and an even better future boyfriend), Nicknames, Banter, look just because they're in love doesn't mean they're not gonna roast each other, Prinxieceit is just everyone needing love and then simultaneously getting that love, it's what they deserve, i stole the title from the lyrics of a song because i have no imagination Summary:

Virgil had wanted them to make up, just... not like this.

At least, that’s what he had thought.

It started with a goddamn Disney movie, because of course it did.

Well, it didn’t, but that was the best way to sum up... everything.

Virgil was curled up against the corner of the couch, knees pressed to his chest. He was as small as he could make himself, but it still felt like Janus was far too close, regardless of being on the other side of the living room. Patton was wrapped in his favourite blanket. Logan was perched, relaxed, beside Janus. Virgil didn’t know how he did it. All he had to do is look in that snake’s direction and his stomach would churn and his heart would start burning and —

Growling silently at himself, Virgil focused on the television: on Ana’s harmonic voice and Hans’ bright expression.

It was then, of all times, that Roman started to sing.

Quiet at first, hardly a hum muffled by barely parted lips. But it was there, and it was more music than the mindscape had heard in weeks.

Patton didn’t react like Virgil knew he truly wanted to (with assumedly deafening squeals and clapping), but he watched the moral side just barely contain excited vibrations. Virgil struggled to hide a smile. He didn’t miss Logan’s subtle appraising glance in the prince’s direction, either.

Then another voice joined in, and Virgil’s beaming heart sunk to the bottom of his stomach.

He tried not to glare at Janus. He didn’t want to cause a scene. It was movie night and it had been more peaceful than most previous tense, uncomfortably quiet nights. He didn’t want to be the one to ruin it for everyone. (For Roman, he wouldn’t admit.)

But Roman hesitated the moment Janus accompanied him, and Virgil could just see the expressions flashing through his face and hear the thoughts to accompany them, despite only seeing the back of his tussle-haired head. He’s already seen it all enough times.

But then he started again and Virgil wondered if this was what mental whiplash felt like.

He sat there, heart in his throat, as he listened to the pair duet to a Disney song about deception and naivety and toxic romance with all the connection and love that they never had.

The gradually widening hole in Virgil’s chest gaped considerably when Janus stood and offered Roman a hand, still singing to Hans’ voice. Virgil had to bite onto a whimper to keep it from leaving his mouth when Roman accepted.

Patton giggled, delighted, as Janus twirled the two of them around the living room, both harmonising like angelic love-struck Disney princes, their voices rising above those of the movie. Even Logan looked amused as he watched.

Virgil felt nothing but sinking dread.

 It had been nearly midnight when Roman had stormed into Virgil’s room, a panicked, emotional mess of a broken heart, and collapsed on the bed beside Virgil. It had been a few weeks since the ‘wedding fiasco’ and Virgil was already sick of it.

Not Roman, to clarify. Never, ever Roman.

But the angst. The tense dinners and awkward conversations. The sneaking glances Janus would shoot at Roman, and the way Roman avoided every single look.

The way Roman’s eyes had stopped glittering. The way he never sang. The way he trembled in Virgil’s grip like a leaf in a storm, like a tortured puppy waiting for another punishment to fall when he least expected.

The way Roman still cried, still begged for things that Virgil couldn’t give him.

The way Janus had taken something as precious as Roman’s unyielding, unconditional trust and loyalty and love, and broken it into a million pieces without ever considering its value.

The way he could do nothing but hide his own tears in ruffled hair and wait for the wails to stop.

“I’m sorry,” he could only whisper on deaf ears, the exhausted prince long passed out in his arms, and, “I’m here. I have you.”

Never it’s okay, or, you’ll be alright. Virgil wasn’t about to echo sentiments that had no guarantee to be true.

He wasn’t sinking to that level.

 “I need to apologise,” Roman had said, his voice cutting through the peaceful silence of the room. Sudden, but not abrupt. He was hardly so dramatic and shocking anymore. Virgil had no idea he could ever miss it so much.

He looked up from his sketch journal and titled his head.

Roman had stopped colouring the printed sheets of calming exercises and was now staring at the ground, turning the green pencil over between his fingers. There was a determined light in his eyes, something that Virgil hadn’t seen in so long. One that he didn’t dare extinguish now.

“Taking the first step would... That would be brave, right?” He looked up at Virgil, still so damn trusting, too damn dependent. “I would be brave again.”

You’ve always been brave, Virgil didn’t say.

Roman deflated at his silence and it felt like a stab to the gut. “M-maybe.... maybe not.”

“No,” Virgil blurted, and Roman looked like Virgil had just slapped him. He stumbled over himself to continue. “I mean — I meant no, wait, because — because that’s a good idea.”

“You really think so?” Roman asked tremulously. Virgil swallowed the lump in his throat.

“Yes,” he said, but it sounded like a lie. Why did it sound like a lie? “Yeah, Princey. Of course.”

Roman’s face fell from its hopeful expression, and Virgil wanted to scream and yell. Wanted to take Roman’s face in his hands and promise that nothing was his fault and he was perfect and fine and Virgil loved every single part of him and Roman never had to worry about anything ever.

“Are you certain?” Roman asked, and Virgil hated how uncertain he was, how uncertain he had never been until these past weeks. Months.

“I think making the first move is the bravest thing anyone could choose to do,” Virgil told him, and it was the most honest thing he had ever said.

“Really?” Roman asked again. This time his voice cracked. Virgil’s gut roiled, and he decided that he had had enough.

He moved forward on his knees, ignoring Roman’s squeak of surprise when he was gripped by the shoulders, and straightened to glower fiercely down at the prince.

“If you think that is what’s best, then you do it,” he said without room for argument. “You don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. You don’t let anyone convince you out of it. If it screws up, fine, try something else. If it works, then great, well done, mission accomplished. Move on to the next step. You are the only one with control over your life, and your actions, and the thoughts going through your head. Do you understand?”

Roman honestly looked a little awestruck, and when Virgil’s own actions caught up with  him,  he had to fight the rising blush. He shook Roman, if only to stop him from looking like that.

“Understand, Princey?” he prompted.

Roman then shook himself and blinked rapidly.

Please don’t cry, Virgil thought.

But Roman smiled. A huge, trembling, genuine smile, one Virgil hadn’t seen in so long that he had lost track of the days, and Virgil felt as if he might pass out.

“I understand,” Roman said, and Virgil barely had time to relax before the prince ducked forward, and between Roman coming towards him and then shooting out of the room calling thanks over his shoulder, Virgil’s mind malfunctioned.

It took a moment of silently sitting in the middle of the floor, probably looking quite pathetic, before Virgil slowly raised a cold hand to the flaming skin of his cheek.

He blinked, and his brain caught up enough to register the lips that had been pressed there.

Holy shit, Virgil thought. “Holy shit.”

Roman probably hadn’t even noticed he’d done it. Had he even realised what he’d just done to Virgil? How much Virgil was not going to get over this for a  very long time?

He didn’t want to think about it — in fact, he was in favour of drowning out all his thoughts for the rest of time — but it still grew, unbidden, in the back of his mind.

Did he mean it?

 Virgil hated Janus.

Of course he did. Janus was manipulative and smug and chose lies over truth like a suffocating man would choose oxygen over water. That wasn’t his best metaphor, but metaphors weren’t Virgil’s thing.

The point  was  that Janus had never cared about anyone other than himself. He kept people at arm’s length like his life depended on it, and he never did anything that wouldn’t benefit him.

Virgil hated that. He struggled with relationships to begin with — any kind of relationships.

He wouldn’t admit it, and he didn’t even know it at first, but he needed support in a relationship — as anyone would. He needed someone to reach out and allow him to meet them halfway. He wasn’t built to continuously reach out and plead for the other half of a relationship to work with him. He needed that first step to be taken first.

It was why he was so perplexed by Patton at first. It was why the light sides had baffled him every time he was with them.

It was why their family had lasted so long.

And also why his and Janus’ hadn’t.

He loved Patton and Logan and Thomas. He loved Roman, more than he should. And he hated Janus.

Of course he did.

He had to.

 There was never a direct conversation.

Roman and Janus never went off by themselves and never came back with an obvious change of heart. It was still tense for a long while, and Virgil still didn’t enjoy dinners, and didn’t attend movie nights. Neither did Roman, apparently, as multiple times Virgil ran into him in the hallway, trying silently not to attract attention.

Virgil never asked about it, but he knew. It was obvious.

But there were little things.

When Janus made morning beverages for everyone, he included a sparkling gold-and-red mug on the tray, and Virgil had caught the moment he quietly asked Patton, thinking they were alone, how Roman liked his coffee.

When Roman roughly sketched a tableau of the group when he thought no one was paying attention (that would later become an oil painting that was kept in a quiet corner of his bedroom, no matter how gorgeous Virgil insisted it was) Janus and Remus were both included, despite the latter having been absent in the time of the planning stage. And when Virgil had peered closely at the final product, he’d silently marveled at the gentle expression on Janus’ face, serene and empathic and gazing at the others with a softness that Virgil hardly ever saw so openly. (How had Roman been able to capture it so perfectly?) So different compared to the ‘reptilian rapscallion’ he’d been depicted as weeks ago.

(His scales had been iridescent.)

So, yeah. It didn’t start with the month’s first fully attended movie night. It started with so much more before that that Virgil didn’t want to think about.

He trapped the growling scream in his throat, tugged at his hair like he could tug the vicious images from his head.

He didn’t want to think about Janus twirling Roman around the living room, treating him as if he were a prince in the movie. He didn’t want to think about Janus’ confidence and how Virgil himself could never do that. He didn’t want to think about Roman’s smile when he thought about talking to Janus. He didn’t want to think about flushed faces and breathless laughs and eyes so goddamn lovestruck it was sickening. He didn’t want to think about mismatched eyes glittering more than he had ever seen in so long and flaming scales and —

NO! No, no, no!

Virgil buried his face into his pillow.

He didn’t want to think.

The pillow didn’t do much to suffocate his thoughts.

His throat was parched, though. Sobbing and coughing and wailing into your mattress to muffle screams would do such a thing.

God, he needed a drink.

Water. Water. He needed water.

After pulling himself from the bed, he trudged through the hall and down the stairs, no doubt looking like he had just woken up. It was dark, and the lights were off. Everyone else must have followed suit after Virgil had gone upstairs.

Stinging eyes half-closed, he fumbled with the kitchen cabinets and clawed out a glass for himself.

It was when he turned around to the sink, now facing the living room, that he noticed he wasn’t alone.

Two pairs of wide, horrified eyes were locked on him. Janus was without his hat and cape. His always formally presented shirt was crinkled, his hair tousled from broad fingers carding through it. Roman had discarded his prince attire, and he looked somehow small in his black undershirt. His redden lips were the same colour as his cheeks. Virgil felt sick. Roman didn’t own red lipstick.

They had separated long before Virgil had seen them. It didn’t make much of a difference.

The sound of the glass dropping in the sink startled Virgil from being frozen.

Janus’ mouth moved as he spoke but Virgil didn’t hear what he said as he took a step backwards. His words only caught up to Virgil a few seconds later when he was already backing up towards the other end of the kitchen.

“Virgil, darling —”

“No,” Virgil said, even though oddly nothing audible came out. He took another step back and his back bumped against the counter.

“Virgil, we —”

“Stop,” Virgil finally said out loud. Janus stopped. “Just — get out.” His voice cracked. No, worse: his whisper cracked. It kind of took away from the way Virgil wanted to emphasize just how pissed he was right now.

“Virgil —”

“Shut up,” Virgil snapped at him, but his voice still wasn’t above a rasp. “Get out.”

“Listen to me, shadow —”

“NO!” Virgil roared. Janus didn’t flinch, but behind him, Roman quailed backwards. “I don’t care! Don’t fucking try to  lie  yourself out of the fact that I walked in on —” He cut off there, because he almost said something that he would never be able to take back. “Just get out.”

“Virge,” Roman said placatingly, because he was a moron who didn’t listen even when he really should, “I know you’re angry —”

“He’s not angry,” Janus interjected because he was an  asshole  who liked making Virgil’s life absolute hell. He glared at the ground, fuming. He couldn’t look up. If he looked up...

He stood, once again frozen, head bowed like a prisoner on death row. Roman was silent. Beyond Janus’ burning gaze pinning him to the spot, Virgil could sense the prince looking between the two of them, concerned.

Janus’ voice came as a crushing blow, the final landing hit before everything ended.

“He’s heartbroken.”

The penny dropped, and it was still once more.

Virgil trembled under the weight of the silence. He glared at the droplets of salty water collecting on the tiles in front of his socks.

“What?” Roman’s voice wasn’t above a whisper.

A hand, cool and smooth and just barely quivering — one that couldn’t be Janus because he always wore his gloves and he was never so vulnerable around someone like Virgil — came to press against Virgil’s cheek, careful fingers trailing his jaw.

Virgil found that he was rooted to the spot. “Don’t. You can’t be any different now then you were before.”

“I’ve grown since then,” Janus whispered. His hand burned. “We both have. You know that.”

Virgil closed his eyes and more tears trailed down his face.

“How could you?” he asked, opening his eyes to glare up at Janus. “How could you ever change?”

The look on Janus’ face was indescribable apart from open. “You know how,” he murmured, and cold pads brushed against Virgil’s lip. “You know.”

A sigh shook itself from Virgil, and he slumped.

“Don’t lie to me,” he said, and it was a plea. Virgil didn’t beg, but he was.

It wasn’t a retort. It was a request.

Virgil didn’t ask for things. He couldn’t. He was too self-conscious and hyper aware of being ungrateful or demanding. Too scared of being rejected. So he never asked for anything. He just... didn’t.

But he was.

“I would never,” Janus whispered, and Virgil wanted to be furious, because that  was  a lie. Janus had lied so many times. He always lied.

He lied about simple things. He lied to Thomas. He lied about what he wanted. He made things difficult with the deceit that spewed from his mouth.

He wasn’t talking about simple things.

Still shaking, Virgil closed his eyes. He lifted his chin and tilted his head.

He waited.

And cool lips, half rough and scratchy, half soft, moved themselves against Virgil’s.

It didn’t feel the same as Virgil remembered. It tasted like hesitance and request and trust. It was also apparently mushing Virgil’s brain.

He didn’t realise how slack his shoulders had gotten until Janus pulled back and Virgil had to take a breath. He stared up at the... snake. He didn’t feel betrayed. Or horrified. Or even a little disgusted. He wanted Janus to keep staring at him. He wanted to be kissed like that again.

He looked down at where Janus had taken his hands. In the corner of his eye, he could see Janus looking at him with something akin to anxiety, but Virgil kept his gaze on their clasped hands. He clenched them tighter, and felt Janus relax.

He felt another pair of eyes on him and looked up.

Roman was fidgeting. He was looking between Janus and Virgil with a look that Virgil hadn’t seen... ever. He hadn’t even looked at Nico with so much adoration and love and like he would do literally anything in the world for the subjects of his attention. It made Virgil feel slightly breathless.

But he was playing with his hands, a nervous gesture Virgil was familiar with.

Janus didn’t give Virgil a chance to make a move.

“Come here, my prince,” he said, voice still soft. He reached out. “We have room.”

Roman looked moments away for throwing himself at them, but he held back. He looked at Virgil, and the anxious side was startled to see his eyes shining with fighting tears.

And goddamn it if it was the cheesiest thing he had ever said but fuck if his chest didn’t fill with so much warmth it felt like he was going to explode.

“C’mon, Ro,” he said with a smile. He couldn’t smirk. Somehow his face wasn’t letting him. “Not gonna keep me waiting, are you?”

Meeting the challenge without an ounce of hesitation, Roman lunged for him, and Virgil surprised himself by taking his own pounce right into the prince’s arms and crushing their lips together.

It was more than Janus’ kiss, which was still so full of fear and hurt and guilt and the want to be something once more and the need for closure. Still so freshly wounded.

This was different. This was fiery and passionate and made Virgil turn pliant.

“I want you,” Roman whispered when they pulled back. “I want...”

Virgil tilted his head. “Go on,” he murmured.

“I want both of you,” Roman blurted, looking between Janus and Virgil. “Is... Is that okay?”

Virgil cupped the prince’s chin in his hands. He glanced back at Janus, who immediately took the hint and slid over to them, one hand moving to the back of Virgil’s neck and the other to Roman’s hair. Virgil watched in amusement as Roman near-melted beneath the attention, nearly purring in pleasure. That was a trick he would have to try himself at some point.

“I don’t know about either of you,” Janus purred.

“Liar.” Virgil smirked.

“But I would consider a further discussion about this remarkably important to a growing relationship,” Janus finished.

“Well, yes, but —” Roman cut himself off, nodding. “Yes. Alright. That makes sense.”

“Don’t do that, Princey,” Virgil told him, headbutting his chin gently.

“Go on, darling,” Janus said.

Roman still blushed, but tentatively asked, “Can we... just stay like this for tonight?”

“A huddle in the middle of the kitchen?” Janus asked with raised eyebrows, and Roman’s blush deepened.

“You stale croissant,” Virgil said, smacking Janus’ shoulder, “don’t bully him.”

“It’s alright,” Roman assured with a smile. A real one. “But I do have to ask where that nickname came from.”

“You’re on thin fucking ice too, Your Highness,” Virgil snapped, pointing a threatening finger in his face.

“We just made out, dearheart,” Roman said with a smug grin, swooping in to peck the comeback right out of Virgil’s lips. “You can act upset tomorrow.”

Smirking, Janus fidgeted absentmindedly with the sleeve of Virgil’s hoodie.

“Now,” he said, capturing the two bickering... boyfriends? Were they — Was that too far? “Your room, my prince?”

Roman looked tired, but he still lit up. “Oh, yes,” he breathed, moving to clutch Janus and Virgil’s hands between his own. “You’ll love it. I’ve got a bed big enough to fit all of us, and it’s not too obtrusive and I can use the fairy lights and —”

“Alright, darling,” Janus said, kissing him on the cheek. “Show us when we get there.”

Roman, beaming, turned and guided them up the stairs.

Janus made to follow but hesitated at the last minute, glancing back at Virgil. His eyes weren’t guarded as they normally would be, and it made Virgil feel vulnerable in turn. Janus opened and closed his mouth but didn’t seem able to speak.

Virgil took Janus’ hand in his. “Not backing out now, are you?”

Janus looked fiercely affronted. “Oh, definitely,” he said with an attitude of someone who had just been told it didn’t count if you got slapped by someone with their left hand even though they’re right-handed. And Virgil, despite everything, laughed.

It was only when crawling under cool, heavy red blankets that Virgil realised he had forgotten to have that drink of water.

He watched Janus trail a path down Roman’s features, smirking at the prince’s ticklish giggles, their bright eyes reflecting the soft glow of the dim, glittering lights overhead. At their three-way still-clasped hands lying atop the blankets. He smiled.

No matter. His chest didn’t feel so tight anymore.

[volfoss]

ships to rate: bruabba and gyjo? maybe even yasugap if you're up for it

ok ur about to see such a long post its nto even gonna be funny, tldr i love them all

also gonna put a fic i really like for them if ive read one/ a fic idea i wanna write plus maybe ranting, this is not coherent but my spelling isnt too bad

post under cut bc its very long

Bruabba:

my loves my lifes

they r so soft for each other

the fucking rain scene when bruno extends his umbrella

and how bruno is like trying to hold back his emotions post abba dying

in case its not super obvious by the sheer volume of bruabba content i reblog this is one of my otps

ALSO the fucking boat scene where abba pretty much is like yeah ur home bruno

ajdskjghdsgjk

hc that they r meeting up in the afterlife w nara and having a good time (also read a phenomenal fic about it that ill link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33118039 it is emotionally fucking me up days later <3)

dads dads dads but bruno is the caring dad that just gets you and takes care of you in the most gentle way and will sacrifice himself over and over again to see u happy and abba is the sitting in the armchair and u sneak in like 2 minutes past ur curfew ur busted but i was also worried about you

these two men own my whole heart (also my ao3 history i exclusively am reading bruabba and dadbacchio)

i have so so many thoughts toward them like yeah i just love them so much

i will never ever not write them as in love

t4t and bi4bi

every single canon thing about them makes me so soft but i think what makes me softest is just how its so clear that they rely on each other in situations

fanon interpretation rant rq:

but how some ppl really interpret them so ooc that its just like bruno mommy and abba cares about literally none of their kids (explanation on the mommy thing is bc most of things that do that are weird bc they really r treating bruno like a single parent who is raising the gang on his own and thats all when abba is literally there and caring about ppl (ie the purple haze incident w giorno, like he wasnt the most nice in his wording but why else would he be like hi move away from the danger if he didnt care??)

ppl also just tend to not really do the separation between how abba acts around others and how he acts towards bruno and has him being kinda aggressive towards him for literally no reason when they r literally so soft w each other

and also they r both so fucking pretty and i am in love with them both

if i think about them too long i will combust and i am blaming u solely for that one

ship dynamic of savior x savior bc they both really did save each other and i love them sm

fic ideas for them r they both live and leave passione and take their kids w them <3 (gang would crumble but thats not my problem)

ok also another hc that i have for them is that bruno will buy larger sweaters and wear them and give them to abba if hes having a rough time, they have a shared closet imo

10/10 ship

Gyjo:

OK OK OK

FEELINGS ON MAX

these guys r also my beloved but in a depressed x very happy but hiding depression way

the the fuckingn way that gyro ltierally risks everything in the ringo roadagain fight to save jognny

and the way that johnny is literally fucking broken post gyro persiheing and adopts his speech pattern a bit and ugh

I am obsessed w gyjo but i think the funniest crack ship is poly but w diego and they all fucking suffer (fic that sold me on that: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22887796/chapters/54705517)

i cannot find the one fic that i really loved for them but needless to say i am soft w them living and just being together

update i found it: its a modern au and really really sweet! https://archiveofourown.org/works/31821940/chapters/78780595

one day ill actually write the fic idea i had for them which was basically they live and they dont sell the land they got from the sugar mountain arc and johnny wanted to start somewhere fresh anyways and gyro adopts marco and they make a lil log cabin and have a nice rest of their lives

i am a massive sucker for their ship

ALSO how johnny is always laughing at gyros jokes

smth i wish we got more of in canon were those moments where they just chilled and talked and had those kinda interactions

fandom complaining time!! the fucking way that some ppl just really take the gyro funny and johnny submissive trope is like my biggest pet peeve. did they not read sbr?? did they not see the multiple times that johnny has murdery eyes? i think personally its ppl infantilizing him a lot and it makes me really frustrated

ok also a fic that really really fills me desire for a they all live and everyone is happy is this one: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22812394

i love them sm but unfortunately cannot have coherent thoughts about them :(

10/10 ship

Yasugap:

gonna start this out w saying i did mildly speedread through jojolion so i dont have as many big screamy thoughts

BUT!!! them!!!!!

their canon interactions r the cutest thing and even if they werent, id ship it solely to spite joshu

josuke is a million trillion times better for yasuho (not just bc of how joshu is a fucking freak and is absolutely the worst i would run him over with a dump truck)

i really like how they both r so happy around each other but i think my favorite scene w them is when yasuho has to explain to josuke that hes crying and hes just like :') yeah

but they have so so many cute moments and the ending makes them the only couple to make it out of this list

i love how yasuho is just like willing to drop anything to help him and how they help each other out a lot during the whole time (if im remembering right?)

their dynamic is just 2 sweethearts

also love the moment that hes like look away yasuho :) then proceeds to beat a man up

they r canon (as is everyone else sorry <3)

i dont read a lot of part 8 fic since i need to reread it to properly understand the plot post like chapter 65? so i dont have any recs or complaints

BUT i do have a few hcs!!

i think yasuho would get josuke matching phone straps or phone cases

and when they move in together, i think they would raise sugar gliders (or potentially kidnap squirrels from the local park)

i love all of yasuho and josukes interactions but oh man every time that josukes past gets brought up i do start bawling

they both mean the world to me and how their romance is just built on such a clear foundation of trust and care it makes me so soft

they both give off such dog ppl energy tho and i love that for them

ALSO ok the way that yasuho helps josuke w his memory and is always there for him

i will never ever ever get over them

but i think one of my favorite scenes is the one right at the beginning where she gives josuke his name and how that plays into the rest of the story with him discovering his identity but still clinging to the one that she gave him since it was him, he wasnt just kira or josefumi he was josuke

10/10

if i think about them anymore i will start sobbing, the last chapter wrapped every last thing up so well and im so so glad that it did

[yourdaddychan]

wow-

literally just wow- i genuinely have nothing to say about this please- i cannot explain how much this means to me- there's 1000 of us- *hugs all of you* [ especially the porn bots ] *turns into formal luna asf*

i remember when i started in may, just a tiny chatbot with only one mutual, only known to you guys as [ answer : admin ]. and now, almost a year later, i have 1k of my chainsaw eating demons who are metal as fuck 💪ive learned so much being on tumblr, as a part of both the skz writers community and the chatbot community. ive made a bunch of friends, lost a bunch of ones, and 1k of you stuck with me. i cannot begin to express my gratitude to all of you, and how much all of you and your interactions with me mean to me. all of the simping, the random stories, everything. i cherish all of it, and i love all of you. aight so letz get to the personal thanking asf

alsoer i kinda wanted to do something sexy so imma do what color they remind me of :D most of them can be found at this link : https://louisem.com/29880/color-thesaurus-infographic

@kvinly linn bb 🥺through all the drama we've been through and shit im so glad we ended up becoming friends again cause we're kinda sexy together 😉thank you so much for being my 1000th follower bb you mean so much to me and if anyone hurts you im about to *turns into jennie and kachows them* licherally lets nevah fight again

-> you remind me of the color punch , and not only because of the name- underneath that grr me edgy grr me bully you're just a softie simp and that reminds me of punch :D

@undeadbots steph 🥺lemme be your personal broken chopsticks pls :( KLDSKLD anywayz we've also gone through some sexy drama and thankfully you saw da light 😉and now look at us, with our own band, and our own producing line 🥺brohemian rhapsody for life bro 🥺 *big kithie for da best dad in da world :D*

-> you remind me of the color viridian , because it gives me confident vibes :D you carry yourself proudly and confidently as you should tbh go steph

@binniesthighs oh look its a cutie *pushes you to a mirror* right there :D RORORO YOUR BOAT :DD we havent talked too much, besides my simping for jisung- but you give me very sexy energy so imma propose rq *gets down on one knee* will you be the rororo to my boat 🥺thank you for being my moot :D

-> you remind me of the color espresso , because espresso looks like the color to be pretty chill and laid back, and you're all of those, and calming to be around

@toshis-flower BAYBEE BEBE BEEBEE :D thank you so much for being my moot and making me a wifey asf ‼️ you're literally so much like me whats not to love <3 JKSDJKD JKJK you're really sweet and really just a good person to rant to, i love you so so so much and i think im going to remarry you :D

-> you remind me of the color taffy , because you're sweet, cute, and bright :D *eats you* yummy

@lov3ric seyoung. i love you. so much. MY SOULMATEEEE :DD even though we tell the story over and over like a bunch of grandmas, ill still never forget how we became soulmates and then bonded over boba 🥺im licherally going to marry you one day like ez 💪also i wanna eat you can i eat you youre really cute *eats you*

-> you remind me of the color daffodil , because it reminds me of banana milk which reminds me of you tbh- buuuttt did you know that daffodils are one of the first flowers you see when spring starts? that definitely reminds me of you because through all of the cb drama, you've always been there with me, like literally always- i cannot express how much i love you *kithie*

@simpchimp LIDDLE CHEESE FUCKER THEMBO :DD drink water *spank* i love you so much you cutie 🥺you're also licherally the funniest person ever like stop bae i kinda need to be the funniest but noer its you 😔alsoer i love how random you are KDSKLD so nevah stop that because then *revz up arm* youre going to get luna-ified

-> you remind me of the color jam , because even though you seem kinda scary at first [ yes i was 100% scared of you ] you're really soft :D

@berrywoo the sun themself 💪you are easily the purest person ive met, and im so happy i somehow became moots with you :D you literally hit diff, yk? theres something about your personality and the way you act thats so comforting, and that means i eat you because youre too cute :D you cant just be a wholeass teacher for kids and expect not to get eaten kids are licherally demons whoever deals with them properly and treatz dem nicely gets a nom asf

-> you remind me of the color honey , because you're a sunshiney yellow, and you're sweet like honey :D i think you need to hear that its okay not to be okay bb, and you can come to my dms anytime you want to rant 😎

@yourchungha MS OG CHUNGHA MS IM KINDA SCARED OF THE SHIT YOU DO MS FURREH LOVER 101 MS ANNA BANANA :D yeah youre like really nice- thats all i have to say- like how tf do you deal with [ redacted ] like eggsplain- ALSO YOURE CARRYING OUR CONVERSATIONS BECAUSE IDK HOW TO TALK TO PEOPLE DKSJKD I LOVE YOU FOR THAT AND WE SHOULD HAVE LIKE ACTUAL CONVERSATIONS MORE OFTEN

-> you remind me of the color scarlet , because youre a sexy bitch tf and scarlet gives me 'idc what you think im hot' kinda vibes which is like exactly you

@satosimp WINTER DADDY :DD i lub you asf *insert we dont talk anymore by charlie daddy* ugh the way your personality matches mine is kinda sexy or whatever im also kinda in love with you but lets ignore that part 🙄 💪 *big kithes* *eats your cats casually*

-> you remind me of the color lilac , because it just gives me tsundere vibes, you act like you dont care but really do care :D you liddle sawftie *noms your cheekie*

@nightshade-minho DUCKIE :DD *insert we dont talk anymore by charlie daddy pt 2* licherally bae where the fuck are you i miss you you bettah be doing well in school otherwise im going to smack you with a chappal asf DSJJKSD *eats your cat because hes such a cutie*

-> you remind me of the color marigold , because you're adorable and sunshiney :D

@onigirimeeya MICHIE MICHIE MICHIEIEEIEI MY DAD :DDD i like you mucho much if you didnt know *kithes you* you're like one awf da best listeners ever- which is such a weirdass compliment but its true- you're really good at listening, and just being a comforting presence in general, like when you go to the beach and youre just staring at the waves all edgy mode, and it calms you down a fuck ton

-> you remind me of the color mint , for obvious reasons- mint choco chip cookie michie :DD

@hhjs bae we dont talk a lot but im kinda lurking on all of your posts- JKDSJSKD bae remarry me please youre really fucking hot 😭and the way you have with words is like damn- teach me oppar asf

-> you remind me of the color wine , because you're refined, and carry yourself in a way that makes everyone want to be you. the color wine is rich and deep, which reminds me of the way you write :D

@nsfw-stay MY LICHERAL BABIE YOUVE BEEN AN ANON FOR SUCH A LONG TIME AND WEVE TALKED ABOUT SO MUCH SHIT TOGETHER [ a lot about seungmin and jisung but shhh ] I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BB AND I WILL NOM YOU >:( BUT SOFTLY AND OUT OF LOVE *nomz yew* :D

-> you remind me of the color cerulean , because its a baby blue and what fits better than a baby blue yk? you're adorable and squishy and i want to nom you 24/7

@secretary-yeji *iz chan ig cause we dont talk admin to admin* oh erm gee is uncle chrith 😉DKLSKLD my liddle koala :D my liddle burgah :D my liddle aussie :D my besth frien :DDD evah since may i think we've been friends, and i think one of the highlights of that day was me marking you as spam twice and on accident too- LKSDKLSD WE DONT TALK ABOUT THAT anywayz thank yew for being uncle chrith's friend *kith*

-> you remind me of the color seafoam , because it's a very soft and light color yk, you're delicate asf which sounds like a bad thing now that im typing it BUT IT ISNT DSKLDSLK YOURE VERY CUTE YOU AND YOUR FLOOFY COWS :D

@ayolistenupp im kinda... in love with you? wtf? KDSDKSL MY DESI DADDY ASF I LOVE YOU SOER MUCH :D our music nights™️ mean so much to me, like theres just something so personal about listening to what the other person likes to hear even though half of your songs are sexy asf KLDSKLD

-> you remind me of the color ocean , because the ocean is loud but calming yk- like you're full of energy but you're also calming :D

@yanderexchungha OH ERM GEE YEW :O YOU PROBABLY WONT SEE THIS IN LIKE 10 MONTHS BESTIE MERRY CHRISTMAS IG KLDSLKD anyway i love you dad your lessons about vape >>> to quote your drunk ass exactly "vape isnt cool" JKSDJ anyway its gonna be sexy if we accidentally run into each other in the hallwayz asf

-> you remind me of grey cause youre a hag- JKJK KDJSD you remind me of the color caramel , because you're sweet, and licherally addictive caramel isnt good for my braces but i keep eating it 😰but youre addictive in a good way :D

@yanderelee literally only doing this because you were moping about not having a simp sunday and im such a good person 🥸you're cool 💪and unfortunately, you're funny too 😥and even though i bully you asf dont take it personally because i dont mean it asf

-> you remind me of the color dijon mustard because you just give those hacker vibes please dont hack me after i said this i like to keep my location private

@kpopswitchbot BESTIE 😏MY FIRST MUTUAL 😏 LICHERALLY DA BEST CUTEST FUNNIEST SMARTEST SEXIEST KEWLEST I CANT EVEN EXPRESS WITH WORDS FISHIE IN DA WORLD :D LICHERALLY STOP OUTDOING ME WITH YOUR GOODNIGHTS LIKE *spankz yew* YOURE LITERALLY TOO GOOD WITH WORDS ITS NOT FAIR- AND THE DAY YOU JUST TALKED TO ME IN SHAKESPEAREAN BECAUSE I FELT DOWN- AND EXPRESSED YOUR LOVE THAT WAY LIKE- PLEASE I ACTUALLY ADORE YOU AND I WILL LITERALLY EAT YOU ONE DAY

-> you remind me of the color coffee , not only because youre addicted to it but also because of the way you act, you're like the definition of an old soul- with the words you use, the drama kid you are asf, etc- you're a talented bitch *mwah* i love you so much you also remind me of those movies where they find an old ass book and they kinda hafta dust it off and it gives you treasure or something cause yeah that reminds me meeting you

AIGHT DAS IT ASF MWAH I LOVE YOU ALL :DDD

[cornappreciation]

It's been a while. Episode 40 discussion post below! Spoilers, obviously.

hi! wow! its been a while! sorry about that, brainrot said i have to think about nothing but warrior cats for like six months straight so ive been busy with that. but im back, hopefully? not sure if anyone really recognizes my specifically (or if they ever did), but anyways. since i didnt make an analysis post for the past,,, two (?) episodes, some of my cited evidence will just be "trust me bro" as i dont have notes to look back on, only my own memory. now! episode 40!

this episode was very corn-heavy, so that's gonna be the focal point of this post. ok, time for a quick recap. ive already established in my previous episode analysis / theory posts that corn is almost definitely been *replaced* by xolotl, not possessed or altered. its also likely the beast in the cave near metztli is quetzalcoatl (though this could be a manifestation of xolotl as well), and xolotl is trying to rid of him (this is why im working on the assumption is it quetzalcoatl and not xolotl in the reflections, however this could be some amalgamate of the two "getting rid" of xolotl….. who knows!). im going against my previous theories here! i said in a previous post the shadowy figures were likely xolotl, but im leaning towards corn here in the replacement theory, ill detail why later in this post. he also said at some point in episode 40 that he "got rid of his negative traits" (paraphrasing) which could be a reference ot getting rid of his twin. As for the evidence for replacing rather than possession: mind the difference in hairstyle in his human form, difference in facial markings, and his lack of transformation back into nagual form (likely because it would be markedly different. it could be that xolotls nagual form is reminiscent on corn's dream self with the face covered in hands? yall know what im talking about, ill cite the episode later. but this is unrelated).

All of this happened directly after he failed to shoot the mercy bow. Not sure if the mercy bow or the town is relevant here, but i figured its worth bringing up. This scene in episode 35 is the last we see of regular corn. He has been in human form since this point. He seemed to panic while holding the bow, which could be a mark of his personality in general, *or* something to do with being in metztli, bringing us back to the monster in the cave the citizens of metztli keep at bay with blood. This beast is likely xolotl (although as ive outlined above this could be an incorrect assessment) when the gang first enters the town, and has perhaps "switched places" with corn, leaving quetzalcoatl trapped in xolotl's reflection. This ties back to episode 40 itself, with xolotl (im going to be referring to the impostor as xolotl from now on, its easier for me) requesting that the nurses remove the mirror from his room and give him a wooden spoon rather than a metal one (that could give off his reflection). I'm not sure what this means for corn himself, perhaps xolotl just doesn't want to look at and be reminded of him, or this could be a strategy for getting rid of him? if anyone has any ideas feel free to tell me lol. Not super clear here. Maybe it can be explained by the mythos?

back! to! the! mercy! bow! which isnt really relevant to episode 40. most of this post isnt relevant to episode 40! because i think this episode mostly served to build tension and let us get to know xolotl a little better. but why not give myself a refresher and go back into some of my old stuff? just to get the ball rolling again. ive said in previous posts that i thought the reason the quetzalcoatl and xolotl,,, "thing" happened was because of the mercy bow presumably being destroyed or lost during the eruption of the red tezcatlipoca, since it isnt seen on screen after this happens. im going to tentatively retract this! i dont think its right (though it IS still a possibility….. maybe xolotl was able to take over bc corn disappeared WITH the bow??? but im not sure if the fact he was never able to use the bow disproves this……. hm.) we know *corn* is the proper wielder of it, yes, but i honestly think its more to do with the spooky cave than the bow (something i overlooked previously). its possible the bow being destroyed allowed xolotl to take over? honestly kind of stumped on xolotls method here. its also possible that my replacement theory is totally off mark and theres something im missing!

heres a timeline rq, starting with the gang entering metztli. corn and others enter metztli. they make their way to the temple with the mercy bow. corn attempted to use it, but is scared off by something or otherwise flys away for an unknown reason. this is the last we see on him. he appears only in human form from here on, with his altered facial markings and hairstyle a mark of him being changed. my theory explains this as xolotl pretending to be quetzalcoatl, from some point after corn left the temple and the red eruption. xolotl is likely the creature in the spooky cave the citizens of metztli keep at bay with blood. somehow, xolotl trapped corn in his place (his reflection), while he roams free, pretending to be corn. he avoids reflections of himself (as a shadowy figure is seen on them. This figure is likely corn. Others can see this reflection, as we see a guy at Blackwell drop his spoon after noticing it), and is "maliciously compliant" (uncooperative) with authority. It's likely he purposefully "got rid" of corn, as he says in episode 40 that he got rid of his "negative qualities". spooky! but this episode did not bring a lot of answers. great way to build up tension though! loved the constantly clock ticking as a buildup. cant wait for the next ep :)

apologies if anything ive stated has already been speculated on or confirmed otherwise ! like i said, i havent been active in a while (i even stopped using my main blog, so i dont use tumblr too often), so for all i know i could be the only person left in the no evil fandom on tumblr. feel free to add onto this or correct me or anything ive gotten wrong! ive missed interacting with yall on these theory posts :) might add on more later if i have any revelations.

[nami-writes]

atp just assume an atla spoiler alert for every post mentioning zuko bc i currently genuinely cant sleep bc im playing a zuko edit on repeat to listen to and its so fjcufking cute and im gonna cry im getting too attached to this drawing

but his smile and genuine happiness as a part of the gaang makes me so happy

and when the lady asks his and iroh’s names and he gives her fake names with the cutest smile

and the scene in the play episode where he talks to toph and she tells him about how iroh wouldnt stop talking about him and he’s like “really?? :))” and she’s like “yeah and it was kinda annoying” and his smile fades and he’s like “oh,,, sorry :(” and she’s like “but it was also very sweet, he’d be proud” and he’s like :)

but also the angst when he cries while begging for iroh’s forgiveness

and when the gaang toasts to him and he says he doesnt deserve this

brb gonna break my own heart rq

[amaryllisblackthorn]

you know i havent seen anyone mention the implications/ramifications (for lack of a better word) of the RQ = PD theory, which sticks out to me esp with the common current complaint of the trial making rose “innocent” and thus getting rid of steven’s development + the interesting complexity of rose’s character

like, the way i see it, if she did do it then ‘the trial’ was completely unnecessary/irrelevant, and if she didn’t do it then you’ve got that complaint re: her character/erasing the most problematic part of her character

but RQ = PD carries a lot of ‘baggage’ and problematic implications with it 

i mean rose would have created a human zoo 

like

that would be extremely interesting, having to have to reconcile with that

and it puts starting a rebellion in a new light that’s more understandable to see why she’d consider it a “mistake” as greg said ( “We both made a lot of mistakes when we were young. I thought disco was coming back, she started a war”) I mean yeah as greg again said “there’s no such thing as a good war” it’s also been presented as a necessary evil; they had to fight to protect Earth. Rose might have like remorse or regret that it went that way/that lives were loss, but to consider it a mistake?? yet geez if rose is pink diamond, then it really puts the war in a different light/perspective and man yeah she could definitely see how she did things as a mistake

like, instead of talking to her sisters (i know gems don’t “have families” but for convenience i’ll use this term) to change their entire life views and ideologies and political structures and whatnot etc etc (which is assuming she didn’t try to talk and they brushed her off) -- she creates a rebellious alter ego, fakes her death leaving her sisters to mourn her for thousand of years, and is responsible for a war that cost many many gems and humans their lives. heck, she’d have  lot of responsibility for corruption. 

and like, greg’s line in steven’s dream, "The past is the past. All that matters to me is who you are now."  would fit very well in this scenario. in fact, if Rose was just a rose quartz that didn’t shatter pink diamond, then i don’t see why rose would think she was any worse than any of the other rebels? i get guilt for starting a war, but i feel like it would be much more fitting if it was because she was a tyrant who ripped humans from their families to an isolated zoo in space AND WASN’T ABLE TO RESCUE THEM BY THE END OF THE WAR 

like???

being a tyrant

that created and kept a human zoo

leaving behind in there after the war (unable to get to them)

faking her death (murder) ; leaving her sisters to mourn her heartbroken

responsible for a war that cost lives in what constitutes as a family conflict that may have been able to be talked out

prob technically responsible for corruption  

prob technically responsible for the cluster

let the tyrannical system of homeworld continue instead of trying to systematically change it from the inside

bc its likely either “yeah rose didn’t shatter pink diamond and is back to being the good mysterious lady” or “yeah rose didn’t shatter pink diamond but she did own a human zoo, let her family think she was dead, and started a war that may have been avoidable if her identity was known” 

like geez why would rose tell greg it’s a “good thing” he “barely know[s]” her with that serious expression/tone if she didn’t have a morally ambiguous/shady past?? like cmon we know something has to be there

like im frustrated bc i cant find the right words to really express my point&what im trying to say but like okay i know the RQ = PD theory is really unpopular and hey if it ends up being actually debunked/jossed i’ll throw up my hands and accept defeat, but like at least imagine the potential for the implications this revelation would have/mean

i think im gonna make several follow up posts to this bc it seems easier to break it up instead of going on mindlessly in one long post. i know you guys generally hate this theory but bear with me please

[the-entire-population-of-earth]

Amran's NS journey

Basic Military Training (BMT)

Bmt was fucking rushed. Everyone does not know what activities there are gonna be for each day up until the last minute due to the higher upper's uncertainty. But hey at least me and my bunkmates were the most bonded as fuck than the rest due to us always making fun of the commanders and other bunkmates. I was in a leadership batch but one way or another i didnt get to be a commander. Too bad we all split up from each other.

Unit life

1st Battalion Guards

I was posted to 1st battalion singapore guards as a storeman for hq company. I was helping with signal sets. Before guardsman troopers came in, it was a breeze. It was just doing our own branch work and report to the different timings and duties and its all good life. Not as good life though as there is this one specific person who is so fucked up due to his laziness. As a storeman, it was damn easy as it was just using a little labor and then the job is done. Everything was quite certain and routined until the troopers came.

Troopers

When the troopers came, i was involved in a major event. I didn't know how chaotic was the first day but when the days passed, it was chaotic as fuck. They were fucking jealous as hq company had a lot of welfare and the troopers would pinpoint little things such as hq not marching and having more time for ourselves. In my opinion, most of the hq personnels are not combatants so whats the point of us doing what they are doing. But then things settled down as the higher uppers try to ease the tension and shit.

Guards vocation training (GVT)

Gvt was the most fun i had in my ns life. I literally enjoyed every part of it even tho i only participated in the high keys. The high keys were only 10km fast march, 2km swimming and heli rappelling. Fast marches were my toughest one because i cant run for shit. Then came the incident but nevertheless i finished all of it in time for the final fieldcamp and right of passage (ROP). Then came the parade which was satisfying as fuck.

Laundry ic

Since the previous laundry ic had ORD, i had to step up to be the laundry ic. Being the battalion laundry ic made me realise how bad the troopers are being treated and how i was introduced to people that were out of course from being a trooper. By this time, i was considered "lao jiao", old caged bird, who knows the system well and we all knew that the company sergeant major (CSM) cannot fix the duty roster and will always tell us that we last minute have to do duties. Since i am just a storeman, and i don't receive combat pay, why should i have a need to do guard duty whereas there were like around 400+ troopers to do it. It was not as if they have other duties. But as a storeman in hq company, we have like 3 different types of duties; duty clerk, duty storeman and guard duty. Duty clerk is just manning the phone to which we must answer to cater to the caller's needs. Duty storeman is just to open up and close the branch at timings and also make sure all the store keys are accounted for. Guard duty involves to either prowl around the camp or to station at the gate to ensure security for the camp. In my opinion, guard duty isnt needed for a storeman because most of the time we dont handle weapon and we already have 2 other duties. On top of that, as storeman is a combat support service (CSS), we have other responsibilities from handling our stores to issuing items thus the need for guard duty is pointless as it really can clash with our other responsibilities. In my case, it did clash a lot of time due to poor planning for duties from CSM.

Ex lancer (Brunei)

Brunei was chill as fuck, being a laundry ic for just hq company because they have their own laundry department there. As there was not a lot of hq personnel that went outfield, i didn't do much. Out of the 2 weeks there, i only did around less than 10 hours worth of work and then spent the rest of the time catching up on my shows. But the food there was the start of my weight gain because it was really good.

Post brunei

Post brunei was the worst and hectic month because there was audit and then a month after that would be exercise wallaby. Higher uppers hold our bookout times till late afternoon and tasked with bullshit last minute works which they could have done in the time we were in brunei. Then a fucked up person came back and corrupted one specific race of hq. Before Australia, i had only 2 days to pack and attend to my personal commitments with my family and friends.

Ex wallaby ( Australia)

During the flight to Australia, i was in full denial as i didnt have enough time to fulfill my commitments. Australia was fucked up from the day after we landed. There were non stop taskings after taskings due to there were no resources/stores on Australia. We had to unpack and issue out the items while the troopers spent their time resting due to the recent death which lead to safety timeout. We had to load up a lot of the stores to the forklift and then go to the places that are around 1km from each other just because the containers for the stores are far from the issuing point. All of my time was in full denial and might have dragged my branch down but i tried my hard not to. On top of issuing stores and settling accomodations, we also had to take part in operations. The battalion expects us to do all this even though we don't receive enough pay to do all this. There were no such thing as weekend and logistics need to be settled. We actually did overtimed more than usual.

But rest and relax there was good enough for 2 days and 1 night. The motel was ok as i shared with my branch mate and one random guy. I went to a bar for the first time in my life to meet up with my superiors. We talk cocked and did stupid shits to unwind ourselves from the fucking busy exercise.

Post Australia

I was so lazy by that time that i dont even care about shit that i used to care. I even envy all of my friends who are not from the army and are able to see their family by the end of the day everyday. This unit had already thin out all my patience. Other than my opinion, the taskings that im doing are easy and can be done and also our CSM fucked up duties again with fucking last minute duties.

Pre pre ORD

Pre pre ord was the most toxic time as the schedules planned are all so rushed and the CO doesnt even trust the troopers to do a good job hence "more training". With more training comes more store items being issued out, meaning i have to carefully issue the different items. I have changed my jobscope from a laundry IC to a comms store assistant. Its an easy job but everyday they keep asking and exchanging items will make our side of the system to not tally up as i lost track of what is being issued/serviced. Whats more worse is that my QM started playing with off privileges just so we could settle the system. On top of that, the servicing uncles also scolded due to "our poor" paperwork. Honestly at this point in time i wish i wasnt so hardworking so that i set their expectations of me so low. All of these problems arose due to our lack of a regular IC or a regular sergeant. Since we took our past IC for granted, meaning we would always ask him what things there are going to be, like a man behaviour than a commander, we had a lot of things we needed to figure out such as paperworks and who have the rights to the system and who is in charge of us and shit. There was a period of time we dont even know what jobs there are until the last minute we had to do a lot. This uncertainty period really fucked me up because my RQ would always scold me. That's not an issue however but one day I might blow up due to a lot of pressure and thaty really takes a lot of my patience. It was these period that the contractor really blacklisted my unit for poor paperwork but all i can think of is that i most probably wont be working with them in the future Luckily everything finished around later May and then it was a long 1 week break for Hari Raya.

Pre ORD

After hari raya, i had a little shock cause it was a bit of a cooldown period as i was going to almost ord in about less than 2 months. The 2nd month was quite a chill period as i already have 2 understudies with me and rq already told me to slowly hand over to them. But boy, i had the shock of my life during the last month as my QM started saying shit like i never handed over properly to them as they still had a lot of errors. I am here trying my best to teach them but they had a fucking high expectations for me to make sure they will be like me. Thus i tried to ask for offs here and they to "let me go" and they said no. All my other colleagues who were gonna ord near me had already left and im here still stuck. And on top of that literally 2 weeks before ORD, QM gave me 3 extra duties just because of a minor mistake. What a nice way to squeeze out a person. The extra came and it fell on my birthday which makes being 23 damn depressing.

Ord

To be honest, my life in the army was just not fair and fucking unreasonable due to the superior's lack of brains. They think they are doing the right thing and will just shrug off our opinions and commitments. The way they treat people like me is as if they are the only ones that matter. Even though we did try to raise the different problems we faced, they just say something around the lines of standardisation or "suck thumb". And not just that, even if we are given the things we wanted, there are sure people to take advantage of it but all of us must suffer together even though we are not with them. To be honest, collective punishment isn't the way to go in hq because there is a lot of factors needed to be considered. I am just so glad that i got out of the toxicity and continue on to my civilian life. Again.