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IT’S HAPPENING!!!!!!!

One of the projects I’ve been working on is finally live!

It’s taken ages to reach this point but here we are.

I’ve started a Webcomic!

As you can see, it’s called “The Slime Life”, and it follows the story of a newly born slime as they try to live their best life in a big fantastical world.

There’s a new episode of the series each weekday.

Or, at least, there’s usually a new episode each weekday.

I got a little behind right at the start because of some family drama, so now I’ve ended up missing some days.

But each day I don’t publish an episode is a day for concept art instead!

So there’s still something uploaded every weekday.

I’m trying very hard to keep up with the schedule I’ve given myself, despite how bad I am at making art stuff.

And I think I’m doing alright.

So, if anyone here is interested in checking it out, here’s the link:

https://www.webtoons.com/en/challenge/the-slime-life/list?title_no=456891

It’s totally free and doesn’t have any annoying ads to deal with, as far as I know, so please feel free to hop over and give it a try.

And if you like it, maybe subscribe or leave a like or a comment or something?

Validation is nice and helps to keep me more motivated.

Anyways, enough pandering.

I just wanted to share some of my excitement about finally doing something.

Like, I’ve been planning this for months now and I’ve finally started actually doing it and keeping up with it.

I’m working super hard and I’m so SO proud of myself for actually managing to do what I’ve done.

It’s far from perfect or even really great.

But I’m still super proud, regardless.

Oh, also, once I reach a point where I’m not struggling to keep up with the workload anymore, I’ll get back to making some fics again, for those of you who wanted me to do that still.

I might even do a bit of bad art, if I’m feeling adventurous by then.

Who knows.

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Got Something BIG in the Works

I need opinions for it.

So, real quick question.

If you could be literally any creature, real or fantastical, what would it be?

(Humanoid creatures, like undead or beast folk, are permitted.)

(Plants, insects, and fish are also permitted.)

(Literally anything, be as creative as you’d like.)

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Hello Again

I’m back once more to drop off some random AU ideas and maybe even a fic chapter or two.

Maybe.

Don’t get too hopeful tho cus I can’t be trusted and I also have a lot on my plate now so I’m not always gonna have enough headspace to spare for fanfic.

Anyways.

I’ve recently binged the entirety of Steven Universe, movie and current Future episodes included, and I’ve got some ideas now.

And if I don’t write those ideas down and share them then I may very well explode.

So, we begin with this new AU I came up with.

It’s very similar to the original SU base plot: same world, same pink diamond/rose story, same diamonds on homeworld.

But we input the sides where some of the originals once were.

And we have them take the base gem roles as well.

Thomas is Steven.

Patton is Pearl.

Roman(Ruby) and Logan(Sapphire) are Garnet.

Virgil is Amethyst.

The exceptions to the original structure are these lads tho.

Remus is an Emerald who originally tries to get rid of the gems on orders from Yellow Diamond, but he switches over to their side because he comes to love Thomas and just how crazy his planet can be.

Deceit is a corrupted Pyrite/Fool’s Gold whom Thomas befriends, much like the situation with Steven and Centipeetle.

So that’s the baseline character stuff that you really need to know.

But there’s some specific stuff that I’ve thought about which I include after the cut because it does spoil a very large chunk of the special later on story stuff that would be in the fic if I ever write it.

It might not get a fic so I recommend reading this, but it’s up to you.

Right, so, I have included a fifth Diamond.

Also, White Diamond was shattered long before the entire situation with Earth ever happened.

Surprised?

Yeah, weird thing to change but it’s important to the new plot.

Speaking of that new plot.

With White Diamond out of the picture, things get a bit weird when it comes to the main storyline.

Thomas ends up just straight up meeting Blue Diamond while she’s visiting Earth.

Virgil, being the protective boi that he is, will immediately come to his rescue before Blue can do much more than just threaten Thomas and make him cry.

Virgil, like Lapis, has been thru so much shiz over his lifetime that he doesn’t really get effected by Blue’s powers as much and is able to fend her off and send her away.

It messes him up a bit tho.

He doesn’t understand why but he felt some very sudden feelings when he faced Blue Diamond.

Grief, Anger, Jealousy, and Affection.

It was very confusing.

But then Remus appears, sent by Yellow Diamond, and things get very busy so he’s not able to think about it much.

It’s a few random incidents that lead to Virgil realizing some things and suddenly regaining a bunch of lost memories.

He then attempts to run away from the Gems.

They catch him, of course.

And he tells them he can’t be one of them because of what he actually is.

He’s the very thing they’ve been fighting against.

He’s a Diamond.

After dropping this huge reveal, he manages to escape again.

Thomas manages to find him.

He asks Virgil to explain everything to him.

That he can’t help or understand if he doesn’t know what’s going on.

And he wants to help and understand him because they’re family and he loves him, regardless of what he is or who he was.

So Virgil leads him to a secret warp pad that he remembers without being able to recall how he knew of it in the first place.

They use it and end up in a garden in space, one that’s pretty similar to the one Spinel gets left on in the movie.

And Virgil’s story isn’t much different.

He tells Thomas about being created by White Diamond.

A brand new Diamond, meant to accompany the rest and assist in expanding the empire with them.

But he wasn’t perfect.

He was off-color.

A Purple Diamond with an imperfect cut.

A natural chip where there was meant to be a pointed edge.

He was flawed and imperfect.

And that made him unfit to be a Diamond.

But he’d been expensive to create.

And White felt slightly conflicted about destroying one of her own kind, even if they were flawed.

So she kept him hidden.

Created an entirely isolated garden for him to live in.

And visited him frequently to see how he was doing.

At first, at least.

Over time, the visits were less about making sure he was still there and more about wanting to spend time with the little Diamond.

(Side note: Virgil is big for a Quartz, like Jasper is, but since that’s the same size of his natural form he’s also quite small for a Diamond. Even smaller than Pink.)

White starts to think that she was, maybe, wrong about her feelings toward perfection.

Because Purple Diamond is still quite capable as a Diamond.

Even if he’s a bit small and chipped.

And she decides to bring him back home and introduce him to the others.

To see how they feel about him.

And to, maybe, just have him be a bit closer to her on a more regular basis.

But she needs to prepare some things first.

So she tells him to stay in the garden.

That they were going to play a game.

He had to stay exactly where he was and wait for her to come back.

When she returned, she’d give him a special prize for succeeding.

And, trusting her completely, he agreed to the game.

And stood there as he watched her drift away.

After that, he waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Until he received the message.

White Diamond had been shattered.

And in her place was a brand new Pink one.

A smaller Diamond, like him.

Taking a place among the Diamonds, whom he’d only ever heard about from White.

Like she belonged there.

Even while he hadn’t.

The betrayal felt immense, and almost overpowered the grief he felt about White being shattered.

It left his form cracked and altered.

And, when Pink Diamond suddenly arrived, he’d been a step away from using the warp himself for the very first time in his life.

But she stopped him and met him with a smile.

She told him that she’d found out about him from some of the files White had saved in her personal systems.

That she’d wanted to help him return home, since White had refused to let him in before.

And, wanting so desperately to believe her kind words, he’d followed her.

And she brought him to Earth.

The planet White had intended to give her once she was ready to start colonizing.

Pink brought Purple to this planet she was just starting to work on, and Rejuvenated him.

She took away his memories and forcefully altered his programming.

Then she left him in a hole she made within one of the kindergartens.

By the time he awakened, a slow process after having been altered so heavily, Pink had become Rose.

And Rose had come to realize a few things about herself.

Because Virgil didn’t know what exactly had led to him being left behind.

He only knew that White had eventually been shattered during those hundreds of years he’d been left alone.

But Rose had known the truth.

Because she’d been the cause of it.

After White left Purple, she’d gone about preparing things for his eventual arrival.

The others had noticed and had been excited about meeting a new Diamond that White was obviously creating.

She didn’t correct them, figuring that she could leave them to their excitement for the time being.

But, right when she was about to go and retrieve Purple, Pink was born.

And that suddenly took up a lot of her time.

A few hundred years passed with White doing her best to prioritize Pink’s growth.

She didn’t visit Purple again because she wanted to keep her promise of giving him a good prize for waiting for her.

So she needed to get everything prepared for him first.

By the time she completed that and was once again ready to retrieve Purple, Pink realized the truth.

There was another Diamond.

A small one like her.

One that White obviously adored.

One who’d been the only reason her own rooms had even been created.

A newer Diamond.

Who would be adored by the others.

Just as she was.

But then, where would she be?

Abandoned by those she cared about.

All because of this other Diamond who wasn’t even as perfect as she was.

Pink couldn’t stand it.

In a fearful and jealous rage, she attacked White.

And White, for the first time in a very long time, poofed.

She lost her form and her gem fell to the ground at Pink’s feet.

And Pink, upon realizing what she’d done, decided that it would be better if White never came back.

So she bubbled her and hid the bubble in a part of Homeworld she knew nobody would find.

And used some of the materials that had been used to create herself and Purple in the Diamond Kindergarten to create fake shards of Diamond.

And then, she showed the others.

She told them that another Diamond had been born.

A defective Purple one who immediately lashed out at White and shattered her.

Pink had managed to come in and shatter the Purple one right after, she was even able to show them those shards too.

And they believed her.

But they wouldn’t if Purple came back.

So she went and got rid of him.

Going so far as to rejuvenate and alter him so that he would never be able to even come close to the other Diamonds.

And then, she’d spent her time on Earth.

And she’d learned a lot.

And realized how horrible she’d been to someone who should’ve been a sibling to her.

It made it worse when he suddenly appeared out of the hole she put him in, confused and hollow and thinking he was just another quartz soldier.

So she took him in.

Accepted him into what was left of the Crystal Gems, hoping that this would at least partially make up for what she’d done to him.

And then things had followed their course and now Purple Diamond was Amethyst and Amethyst was Virgil.

And Virgil, after thousands of years, was finally remembering what he had been.

But now how he’d ended up elsewhere.

He couldn’t remember anything past receiving the message of White’s shattering.

Only what had happened before.

And that’s all I’m gonna give you guys, for now.

It really got into my head, this entire AU idea.

I seriously was gonna just exhaust myself with thinking about it if I didn’t write some of it out.

So I feel better now.

Hope ya’ll enjoyed this little AU idea ramble.

Might do something with it, might not.

But it was fun to think about.

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An AU after ages of absence

Alliteration is fun, isn’t it.

 Anyways.

Was listening to a bunch of random songs from musicals and stuff while playing solitaire and imagining scenes in my head of my fave characters putting on a performance with the songs.

As you do.

And I had a fun AU idea.

So, basic setting is in a high school.

Main point tho is that Roman and Remus are twin brothers with rich and slightly overbearing perfectionist parents, Virgil has one older sibling and a bunch of younger siblings who were all adopted by his two dads, Deceit is Patton’s brother from a literal other mother who lives with his mom while Patton lives with his dad and mom, Logan lives with his single scientist father who loves him very very much but who is just as emotionally stunted as his son is, Thomas is an actual adult who works as a teacher at their collective high school.

Below the cut here is some further info on the AU. It’ll take a few post for me to get it all written out properly and stuff. I’ve got quite a few thoughts about it.

Roman and Remus are Virgil’s neighbors.

Which leads to some strange circumstances when they’re small children.

Because Roman and Remus, unsurprisingly, live in a rich ass neighborhood.

And so does Virgil.

Because his fathers are famous.

For those of you who remember these two, it’s Mackenzie and Ansley who are his fathers.

Mack is a famous fashion designer while Ann is a famous model.

And they live in that nice house cus it’s big and in that rich neighborhood cus it’s safely guarded.

Otherwise, Mack and Ann enjoy living relatively simply with their children when they aren’t busy with work stuff.

This leads to their children, tho capable of being very “celebrity appropriate”, seeming actually quite normal.

Virgil in particular just likes being comfortable and quiet when he’s living his everyday life.

Which is why everyone at school, when they hear he’s supposed to be living in the rich neighborhood, start to doubt him.

They call him a liar.

They say he’s just trying to act better than he actually is.

They start to hate him.

And Virgil, who’s young and shy and just trying his best, is forced to build up a hard shell around himself as quickly as he can to keep himself safe from his peers.

It certainly doesn’t help that his teachers also hate him for simply being born into a well off family.

He gains no friends in his elementary school but gets a couple from his neighbors.

This occurs when he’s outside in his backyard by himself one day.

The house behind his sometimes has music playing loud enough that he can hear it pretty clearly. 

The music is usually from musicals of all kinds and he grows pretty fond of listening to it.

So, whenever he notices the music playing, he goes to the backyard to listen and sometimes even sing and dance to it.

This is one of those times when the music is playing.

Virgil’s had a rough day at school and his fathers are out of town on traveling business while his older sibling is out with some friends, leaving him alone with just the “babysitter” who is essentially just a polite young woman who watches the house and makes sure he and his sibling aren’t actually dying while his parents are away.

So he’s left to feel terrible all by himself in the backyard.

A particular song starts playing eventually, “Man or Muppet” from the Muppets.

He knows the song and it’s kind of matching up with his conflicted mood right then so he starts to sing it without noticing that there’s someone else in the other backyard today.

He sings the first part of the song by himself until someone suddenly joins in for the accompaniment from the other side of the fence he’s sitting against.

He startles and almost runs away with an apology before the person/people on the other side shout for him to come back and continue singing with them.

He does so after a bit of cajoling.

When the song is over, the people on the other side of the fence praise him and ask him to stay and sing some more with them.

And, because this is the first time someone other than his own family members has actually wanted to spend time with him, he does so.

He stays there singing songs with the two on the other side of the fence for hours.

Until he’s called back inside because of how dark it’s getting.

And the two kids on the other side of the fence request that they do this again.

That, next time, he should just come over to their backyard so they can dance together as well as sing.

And Virgil does.

And that’s how he gains his first friends in the form of Roman and Remus.

Roman and Remus don’t have an issue in making friends.

They’re loud and enthusiastic kids that find it easy to talk to other children their age.

But the friends are never really friends.

Just other kids that like sharing treats with them or are forced to talk to them because of family connections.

The brothers themselves don’t really enjoy spending time with the other kids as much.

They do so because their parents say that they should.

But when they spend time singing with Virgil that day, they finally find themselves wanting to spend time with someone other than each other.

They practically beg their parents to let the shy kid from behind their house come over the next day.

And when he finally shows up at their front door, looking shy and scared but acting even more polite and collected than the young woman accompanying him, they drag him away to continue with their activities from the day before.

It becomes a regular activity for the three of them.

They see each other essentially every single day.

It even reaches a point where all three of them become almost obnoxiously good at climbing things from having to climb over the fence between their yards all the time.

Roman and Remus absolutely adore Virgil.

He sings and dances without restraint, enjoying the scenes they all act out together just as much as they do.

He listens to Roman’s fantastical stories and even plays pretend with just as much dedication as him.

He laughs at Remus’ gross jokes and is just as willing to get gross while playing with mud or food or homemade goo as he is.

And he adores Roman and Remus just as much as they adore him.

Roman is always happy to indulge in his inherited interest in makeup, nails, and clothes making.

Remus is always happy to indulge in his quiet love of all things halloween and horror.

And the two of them love music and acting just as much as he does.

The three of them become the closest of friends all throughout elementary school.

But then middle school comes along and they can no longer see each other in person.

Because Roman and Remus are forced to move away to spain with their parents.

And, because of his own parents’ wealth, Virgil gets to visit once or twice a year.

But, for the most part, they can only stay in contact through voice calls, video calls, and texting.

It’s good enough for them, even if they’d all prefer to see each other in person instead.

Thankfully, this only lasts for a little over three years.

A little ways into their first year of high school, Roman and Remus finally return.

They even enroll in the same school as Virgil so that they can attend it together this time around.

This leads to some wonderful scenes which is what led to this AU in the first place.

You see, after spending so many years getting used to singing and dancing alongside each other, it becomes an ingrained habit to follow along and join in when one of them starts a musical number.

It led to the three of them putting on tiny performances of musical numbers in public places when they were kids a few times.

It happened every time Virgil came to visit them during middle school.

And it happens again when they are reunited in high school.

One such moment is when Remus starts up “Sincerely, me” in the middle of lunch after he and Roman show up to school for the first time.

Virgil is very quickly dragged into the number with him while Roman applauds them both for the performance once they’re done.

Virgil, having simply gone on instinct to join in without thinking, gets very quickly embarrassed by so many people seeing him doing something like that and ends up running away.

Since, at this point in time, he’s gained a very clear and guarded reputation in his school life that is meant to keep him safe from any other kids that might try to mess with him.

Another moment is when Roman essentially drags him into an audition for their school by performing “A Lovely Night” with him.

Virgil instantly refuses but can’t properly leave the stage in time before Roman starts.

So he just sits on the bench on the stage, looking at his phone with a scowl on his face while Roman sings the song and tries to gently coax him into eventually joining in.

Roman, as the song goes on without Virgil even starting to smile or look up at him, eventually gives up when he reaches the end of his part of the song and ends up just sitting on the bench next to him and looking a little sad and disappointed.

Virgil, meanwhile, just gets more annoyed from how guilty he feels about not joining in even tho Roman is the one who dragged him out here.

So, when Roman finally looks away from him with that disappointed look on his face, Virgil gives in with an even more irritated scowl.

In perfect time with the music, he puts his phone away and then crosses one of his legs over the other in an exaggerated movement before turning to Roman and singing his part of the song.

Roman, unsurprisingly, is absolutely delighted.

And this time, Remus applauds from where he’s been watching and ends up dragging Virgil out with him a second time when he wants to perform his own audition with “El Tango de Roxanne”, which Roman ends up jumping into without warning or even prompting simply because they’re all so used to performing it together that it’s habit.

With this one, Remus basically drags Virgil out with him, starts the music before Virgil can even let out a complaint, and then begins the dance number as he always does.

Virgil, who’d always been particularly good at falling into a dance number, goes along with it instinctively before his mind can catch up with his body and make itself leave the stage.

And he can’t just leave the performance half done either.

That would be blasphemy.

And, unfortunately, both Roman and Remus know this quite well.

So Virgil ends up dancing with Remus thru the entire song with Remus singing the main vocals while Roman joins in to sing the second main voice part and Virgil adds in the small accompanying secondary voice parts.

There’s more to this entire AU that I’ve thought of and really like.

But this is all I’m gonna post right now.

Might say more about it later.

If not, well...

Here you go then, I guess.

This is the AU.

It’s some of my favorite bits at least.

So there’s that.

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So Remus is a thing.

And I love him.

He’s great.

Sorry, I guess, for any spoilers or triggering from him being in this post?

I dunno, his name is in the title and the tags so just ignore this post if you want, I don’t care.

Either way, I love our new trash son.

He’s fantastic.

And I’m loving everyone talking about Virgil being a “dark side”.

So I’m here to ramble again because the temptation to do so was so strong I just couldn’t stop myself from unlocking my blog.

So, as always, here’s another au.

In order of manifestation we have, Virgil(on a technicality since he’s only partially manifested as survival instinct), Patton, Logan, Roman and Remus, and Deceit.

With this in mind, I have an idea.

What if Virgil, who’s been watching the others for years now and who properly manifests after seeing how badly they treat Remus for being weird and scary and gross, decides to keep Remus away from them?

He manifests and then, as soon as he can, he meets Remus and talks to him about how badly he’s being treated and asks him to come with him to a different part of the mindscape.

Remus, who’s a little unsure but curious, goes with him.

And soon after decides to stay because it’s a place that feels safe.

When Dee appears a few years later, Virgil instantly takes him away too.

Cus he doesn’t trust the others to treat him well either.

The others start to consider them the dark sides, and Virgil lets them.

He acts mean and aggressive and does his best to scare the others away from him and the two sides he’s protecting.

And they do the same for him.

Dee takes advantage of his scarier qualities and does his best to intimidate the others into thinking he’s genuinely evil and should be feared.

Remus already scares them so he just makes sure to exaggerate his worst qualities even more whenever he’s around them to make sure they understand what side he’s on.

Thomas has no idea that all of this is happening.

The “light sides” have been keeping the “dark sides” a secret from him ever since Remus first appeared and now the “dark sides” are also trying to keep Thomas from knowing they’re their too.

It’s annoying to have to work in secret but it’s acceptable because they don’t want Thomas to be scared of them too.

It’s better this way.

Instead of interacting with Thomas in person to deal with things, they only interact with the other sides.

Which is why, despite the acts they put on and the aggression they show towards the others, Logan starts to notice that they’re not actually as terrible as they’ve been made out to be.

Sure, they’re embodiments of traditionally bad parts of a person.

But having a bad quality or two doesn’t make you terrible.

And sides aren’t just the specific trait they embody.

They’re people will emotions and thoughts and feelings.

And Logan really starts to understand that as he works more with them.

Virgil especially, since he’s usually the one who comes out to deal with them as a sort of representative of the “dark sides”.

And Logan, realizing all of this, starts to actually befriend Virgil and, eventually, Remus and Deceit as well.

He starts going over to their part of the mindscape as well and gets considered a sort of honorary “dark side” by them.

Meanwhile, Patton and Roman are kept in the dark about this because they’d get upset otherwise.

And Thomas continues to have no idea that they even exist.

Until, one day, things are going badly in a discussion with him and the others.

Logan is trying to argue that he shouldn’t do a certain task while Patton and Roman, who have a rather terrible understanding of just how dangerous some things can be for a normal human like Thomas, are pressuring Thomas into doing it.

As Thomas starts to agree, Virgil, who’d been watching the entire thing from his realm, comes out in person to tell Thomas no.

He scares him into agreeing not to go thru with it and does the same to the others to make sure that the idea is dropped.

And he ends up having to introduce himself to Thomas in process.

After that he goes back to his part of the mindscape and hopes that he didn’t ruin everything by doing what he did.

As it turns out, he didn’t.

Because Thomas is curious by nature and has Logan on his side enough to understand that not everything in the world is completely black and white.

And this is already a long rant so I’ll continue this in a second part.

I also really wanna get some food so I need to take a break.

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True facts.

My mother tagged me in this on facebook, and if it ain’t a Virgil mood…

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Pipe Dream

Thomas had always loved creating stories.

Ever since he was small, he’d create all sorts of amazing worlds and characters.

Adventures and escapades filled with fantastical ideas of magic and love and hope and excitement.

He adored every single thing he came up with.

Every world, every power, every hero, and every villain.

And when he read his first chapter book, he made a decision.

He was going to write books filled with all of his stories.

And share them with the world.

So that everyone else could enjoy them too.

He got to work immediately.

He worked tirelessly on his first book.

Spending hours and days and weeks and months and years working on the story and the characters and the world and the writing.

Until five years had passed.

And it was finally finished.

He was older now.

A little wiser.

A little broken.

But he was so proud of himself when he finished it.

His first book.

Created and finished when he was only twelve.

It brought him more happiness than anything had in his life.

He cried and shouted and danced and sang with the joy of it.

He’d done what he’d always said he’d do.

He’d accomplished his goal, his dream.

All of the time and effort and anger and tears had been worth it.

Until he tried to publish it.

And had to reread it first.

He’d read it before.

Of course he had.

But he’d never really read it with the intent of criticizing it for editing and publishing purposes.

And he realized then, as he read through it all from the beginning to the end, that it hadn’t been worth it after all.

He’d failed.

Everything he’d been so proud of was suddenly an embarrassment instead.

This magnificent story he’d worked so hard on.

Was nothing more than a child’s exaggerated fantasy.

It was a disappointment.

But, despite that, he decided to keep trying to follow his dream.

It was a heavy weight to bear.

Years and years went by with him struggling to improve and work towards his dream.

His stories grew more intricate and well thought out.

His characters had more depth and personality.

His writing became more eloquent and stylized.

But he never got back that confidence and pride he’d had as a child.

Nothing was ever good enough.

No matter how hard he tried.

It never seemed to be enough.

And the weight on his shoulders only grew heavier as the years passed.

He, like his writing, changed over time.

In the beginning, he was Patton.

Young and naïve, but smarter and stronger than he seemed.

Filled with light and hope and a sureness that he never found within himself again.

Then he became Virgil.

Scared and angry and filled with so much hatred.

Nothing was good enough and everything was too much to handle.

Then he turned into Logan.

Struggling to remain emotionless as he tried to find logic in his life.

Still angry and scared, but no longer willing to let anyone close enough to notice.

Then he was Roman.

Confident to the point of seeming arrogant as he pushed himself to ignore his own fears and follow his dreams.

Faltering as he found himself still somehow lacking.

He became Deceit then.

Lying to himself and everybody who met him so that nobody would notice how much that weight was pushing him down.

Until he finally fell from the pressure.

And the truth was forced out of him.

And he was, finally, just Thomas.

A normal, simple, person who’d had a dream that didn’t work out.

Just like everybody else.

And now, I find myself here, writing this last story.

Because dreams can be fantastic.

But they can also be horribly heavy.

And I don’t think I can handle carrying that weight anymore.

So I’m here to say goodbye.

Not to life as a whole.

But to this old and worn out dream of mine.

And to everybody out there who saw that dream and encouraged me to keep carrying it.

To you, who’s reading this now.

To whomever read all of those stories I wrote and created.

To those magnificent worlds that will never be seen by anyone other than me.

And to that weight that always rested heavily on my shoulders.

It’s been a long and worn out struggle.

But it’s also been a beautiful one.

I’m proud of everything I’ve done.

Of the craziness of the Boop War.

Of the beauty in everyone’s realms of the mindscape.

Of the tears created by Virgil’s dedicated actions.

Of the happiness caused by Loki’s and Thor’s bond.

Of every single story I lovingly crafted and let out into the world.

Even if they will never be finished.

I’m still proud of the things I managed to show you all.

And I want to thank you all for the kind words you gave me.

For reading my work and finding the same magnificence I always saw.

I also want to apologize.

For leaving it all unfinished.

But I’ve been struggling for so long.

And I’m not sure if I’m ever going to succeed with following this dream I’ve had.

I’m not sure I’m good enough to do so.

So I’m giving up now.

Dropping that old weight and taking on a new one that’s far lighter.

But also far less warm and bright.

Because people don’t always get happy endings.

Stories don’t either.

And some stories don’t even end at all.

Some stories, no matter how hard you work on them and how much you love them, are simply abandoned halfway through.

Just like mine.

((((((((((((((((()))))))))))))))))))

I wrote this in the perspective of Thomas because I found it a fitting way to get my message across to you all.

This is my goodbye.

It's been a wild ride.

With all of the stories I've written and created.

I'm sorry I couldn't finish them all for you guys.

I really did want to.

But this weight is finally a bit too heavy for me to carry by myself.

It's time to give in and stop struggling so hard with something so unreachable to me.

I don't really want to give up on it.

This is truly the one thing that brought me the most joy.

But I can't handle anymore disappointment in myself.

I'm still not good enough. 

And I don't think I ever will be.

So I'm done now.

And I'm ending it with one last message to you all.

Not every story has a happy ending.

Only you can truly make it happy.

And even then, it's always a struggle.

So be strong for yourself.

For that seemingly unreachable happy ending.

Even if I gave up, remember that you're not me.

You can always keep trying.

Carry that weight until you finally reach your goal.

And the weight becomes nothing more than a reminder of the struggle you went thru.

And the obstacle you got past.

Not every story has a happy ending.

But a lot of them do.

Thank you for all of the encouragement and love for my stories you all gave me.

For reading my work and seeing what I've always wanted to share with people.

For believing in me.

Goodbye.

[the-gay-in-the-way]

Tacos are nice.

I had tacos for lunch after I got out of bed earlier.

I also had chicken alfredo pasta for dinner.

Made my day a lot nicer than I thought it’d be, gotta admit.

So now I’m here, just chillin and thinking about more story ideas, as usual.

And I’ve gone on with the moxiety story from earlier.

The one about Virgil being Patton’s voice in the wall ghost friend who’s actually just his neighbor using an old sort of intercom system.

And Patton went to see Virgil and everything, cus he loves him, even if he thought he was just a ghost all along.

But Virgil, unsurprisingly, freaks out when he realizes it’s him and slams the door shut in his face.

And Patton kind of just stands there, blinking at the door in surprise.

Meanwhile, Virgil is freaking out inside.

Patton was never supposed to know who he actually was.

He’d always figured that they’d only stay long distance friends, despite living right next to each other.

Meeting Patton in person was only supposed to be something he dreamt about, not something that actually happened in real life.

And Patton can kind of understand.

Even if he doesn’t really know exactly why Virgil closed the door in his face, he assumes that he’s panicking because of being found out and meeting each other in person for the first time.

Patton gets it, he really does.

He personally feels a lot like a quivering bowl of jelly, himself.

So, yeah, he can understand the level of panic his anxious “ghost” friend is probably dealing with.

So he starts talking.

Virgil flinches in startled shock at the sudden sound thru the door, but Patton simply speaks enthusiastically at it like it’s completely normal.

And for him, it is.

Because he always does this when Virgil panics.

He talks.

He tells Virgil about the day he’s had.

About the big fluffy dog he saw and happily pet this morning.

About the sandwich he’d inhaled for lunch and the chocolate chip cookie he savored right before going to class.

About tripping over his own feet in the hall and almost knocking his friends over in the process.

About the astronomy course he’d decided to take this semester so that he could talk about it more with Virgil.

About the new teacher who was teaching that astronomy class.

About talking to that teacher and finding out the truth about the voice in the walls of his house.

About finally getting to meet Virgil in person for the first time after wanting to do so for the entire three years of them knowing each other.

And by the time he’s reached that point, Patton’s leaning his back against the door, relaxed but still quite nervous.

Not knowing if Virgil’s even going to open the door again at this point.

Wondering if, maybe, his “ghost” friend didn’t even want to meet him in person in the first place.

Maybe they’d be better off just talking to each other thru the walls forever.

Patton wouldn’t mind if it meant they could at least still be friends.

It would hurt after getting to see him once already.

But he’d get over it, if that was what Virgil wanted.

But, unbeknownst to him, Virgil wasn’t thinking of that at all.

Instead, he’d quickly calmed from Patton’s voice in his ears and had pressed his forehead to the door, silently listening to the other speak with his own eyes peacefully closed.

Virgil is still scared.

He thinks that Patton won’t like him once he starts seeing him in person.

He thinks the other will stop talking to him once he realizes that he’s not just a ghost in his house.

But Patton is still acting the way he always does.

Still talking about the things he usually talks about.

Still patiently waiting for Virgil to calm down so that they can have a conversation like they always do.

And Virgil is still scared.

But he trusts Patton.

He knows that the other won’t hurt him.

Not on purpose, at least.

So, as Patton talks more about Logan and how he really does match a lot of Virgil’s descriptions of him, Virgil opens the door.

And immediately catches Patton in his arms as he falls backwards from his loss of support.

They’re both quite shocked by the sudden motion and contact.

They freeze together and remain still and silent for a time as they try to process what exactly just happened.

Patton recovers first, tilting his head up sharply enough that Virgil leans back in surprise and squeezes him on accident.

For another silent moment, Patton just stares at his face.

Then he smiles with enough brightness to make Virgil want to fall over.

It was one thing to imagine someone’s smiles and another thing completely to see them in person.

“Can I touch your hair?”

Then Patton is speaking and Virgil has no idea what’s going on or what he should do.

“What?”

“Your hair! It looks so fluffy and soft and I really wanna touch it!”

Patton doesn’t really know what’s going on either, the words basically spilling out of his mouth like water from a broken pipe.

“I-”

“Please?”

And Virgil discovers in that particular moment that Patton’s eyes are very VERY blue and he’s quite certain that he’s just about to faint from his heart beating too fast.

“...sure.”

And then Patton’s fingers are gently threading thru his hair, combing thru the strands and massaging his scalp in the process.

And Virgil’s knees are suddenly replaced with jelly(Logan would be delighted)and he stumbles back a bit to soften the fall as his legs give out beneath him.

He and Patton plop down onto the floor within the house, Patton’s hands slipping down to cradle his neck as he lands between Virgil’s legs.

He blinks up at him in surprise, still leaning completely against his chest with his head turned up to look at him.

And Virgil is now hunched over him, his face quite a bit closer with the change of position.

His heart is still beating too fast and he feels a little light-headed from the entire situation as a whole.

And Patton’s own heart is quickly catching up in pace, his mind still scrambling to make proper sense thru the overwhelming stream of thoughts revolving around his actually real and present best friend.

Another moment of silent staring occurs between them as they both process the new positions they’ve ended up in.

Then, just as it had before, Patton’s mouth and body manage to work long before his brain can catch up.

His hands move, gently and lightly, up Virgil’s neck to cradle his jaw, his thumbs sweeping across the thin skin with care.

And with almost visible stars in his eyes, Patton speaks without thought.

“You’re so pretty...”

Patton feels it clearly when Virgil’s entire body shudders beneath him, taking such a deep breath that it pushes him noticeably forward.

A very small but still noticeable whining sound falls from Virgil’s throat as he feels his entire brain scream at him in confused gay panic.

Then he does the only thing he can think to do in that moment.

He gets rid of the thing that’s breaking his brain so that he can calm down and deal with the situation better, a tactic Logan had always advocated for but Roman, the more dramatic of his two elder brothers, had really influenced in the methods he tended to use.

Like this one.

Patton’s eyes were very distracting.

Well, Patton as a whole was very distracting, really.

But his eyes were by far the most distracting out of everything.

So he very quickly, but carefully, slapped a hand over them.

Well, slid more than slapped, he had to avoid the other’s glasses after all.

Patton was still startled by the action and froze again when his eyes were suddenly covered.

Then, because the rest of Patton was distracting him now that the main distraction was taken out of the picture, (Hy-big/many)Virgil laid the rest of the way back until he was lying flat on the floor and staring wide eyed at the ceiling.

He couldn’t see Patton anymore.

He could still feel him, but he couldn’t see him.

And that was enough to at least help him calm down a little.

After a moment of also starting to calm down from a decrease in distractions, Patton gently swiped his thumbs again.

Virgil shivered a little and let out a breath at the feeling.

It was a lot less overwhelming when he didn’t have to look at the person doing the action.

“Virgil?”

The more anxious of the two took another breath, lifting Patton up enough that the other couldn’t help but smile a little.

“I-um...I don’t know about you but...this is all just-uh...it’s all just a bit...”

Patton’s smile turned a little wry but understanding.

“A lot?”

Virgil huffed out a laugh and nodded, Patton feeling the motion with his hands.

“Yeah. It’s a bit a lot.”

Patton giggled at the response and Virgil relaxed a little more into the floor beneath him.

He closed his eyes for a second before speaking again.

“I think we might both need a minute to just...adjust, or something.”

Patton also nodded, his hands moving up to return to Virgil’s hair and continue their original soft touches.

Virgil let out a little sigh, relaxing almost fully now, as Patton nodded in agreement.

“Yeah. Maybe we can just lay here for a while? I’m pretty comfy as is. And it’s a lot easier to talk to you when we’re not looking at each other.”

Virgil hummed out an agreement.

“It’s a lot easier to talk like this. And the carpet’s pretty soft so I’m actually pretty good here if you are. So...”

A moment of nervous hesitation made Virgil’s brow crease a little in a way that Patton could just barely feel below his combing fingers.

“...you’re staying?”

Patton’s fingers twitched ever so slightly at the uncertain words.

Then he smiled and used his nails to scratch lightly at his friend’s scalp.

Virgil shivered and sighed again at the feeling, practically melting beneath him in a way that made Patton giggle.

“Yup!”

Patton practically chirped out his response thru his giggles, making Virgil smile as well.

“Cool.”

A long leg, still partially in the doorway, lifted from the floor to kick the open front door closed.

And the two were finally left alone to talk properly in person for the very first time.

And that’s where I’m once again gonna stop for now.

It’s late and I want chocolate and sleep.

So I’m gonna get one of those things now and deal with the other one later.

[the-gay-in-the-way]

Just not feeling up to it today.

I’m not feeling great this week and today I just don’t wanna get up and out of bed.

So I’ve decided to stay in bed and just do what I want on my phone.

Ramble out a quick story on the spot just for the fun of it.

So here’s an idea.

Patton lives in a really old and strange house.

He’s still a kid when he moves in, only like 12 or 13 or something.

And he discovers that there’s something strange about the house.

Sometimes, he’ll hear voices or strange unnatural noises in the walls.

He tries to investigate but doesn’t get that far that quickly.

Until, one day, he hears the voices clearly enough to understand them.

There’s a singular specific voice he hears very clearly in that moment.

The voice is grumbling about there being too many people in his house now, that moving in is always too much of a chore.

And Patton instinctively responds back.

And the voice silences.

It doesn’t come back for a while, tho Patton can still sometimes hear the usual strange noises and echoes of voices in the wall.

Eventually, Patton is sitting at his desk, doing homework and talking to himself about what he’s having trouble with, when the clear voice speaks again.

It tells him the answer to his current math problem.

Patton asks for clarification.

The voice explains the answer and how it’s obtained.

And Patton thanks it for its help.

Then shyly asks if it’s willing to go thru the other problems with him too.

After a moment of tense silence, the voice agrees.

After that, Patton talks to the voice more.

Asking it questions and answering whatever ones it gives him in return.

Patton theorizes that the voice is a ghost stuck in the house.

The voice never agrees nor disagrees with his theory, and Patton accepts that as answer enough.

The voice’s name is Virgil, he finds out, and he was older than Patton when he died.

A high schooler at the age of 15, Virgil didn’t have many friends since he was homeschooled by his older brother.

His parents died when he was 9 and his brothers decided to take care of him after that.

He had two, tho one of them had left for quite some time to pursue an acting career.

He hadn’t returned.

The other had been studying to become a teacher before their parents passed, and he’d been the one to take over teaching Virgil instead of letting him continue suffering in school with his ever increasing anxiety.

Patton, meanwhile, still had his parents.

Two adopted fathers and no siblings.

He’d recently moved to this new house because his fathers had been trying to escape the drama of their families by going to a different state.

He’d been adopted as a baby so he’d always been with his fathers.

They’d moved three times now and Patton was used to it, even if he always hoped they’d stay where they were for once.

Virgil and Patton were quite different in both lives an personalities.

But they got along well.

Virgil always seemed to know whenever something was bothering Patton.

And always managed to help him get thru whatever problem he had, even if it meant just quietly talking to him for hours while he let out all of his sad and angry feelings.

Patton slowly managed to get Virgil out of his shell, learning all about him and finding out all of the different ways he could make the other laugh or smile with his voice.

Patton didn’t talk much about Virgil being a ghost, and Virgil didn’t either.

The two avoided the topic more often than not, tho it was always there in the back of their minds.

Years went by with the two of them talking thru the walls.

Patton stayed in the house and managed to make a couple of friends st his school.

They got close enough that Patton eventually brought them over and introduced them to Virgil.

And Virgil had even reluctantly talked to them, eventually considering them his friends as well.

Nobody really minded the ghost in Patton’s house.

Even Patton’s fathers eventually realized that there was a voice talking thru the walls.

But they accepted Virgil simply being a ghost who’d befriended their son and left him be after a few private discussions with the disembodied voice.

Virgil seemed happy to have made so many friends, and Patton was happy to have someone he could be so close to.

Of course, this became a bit of a problem over time.

Because they were very close.

So much so that they could hear each other almost at all times.

There wasn’t a lot of privacy in the house.

And Patton knew that.

So, when he started going thru puberty and finding himself dealing with some relatively private topics, he found himself confronting Virgil about it.

The ghost was understanding of the perceived issue.

Patton wanted privacy.

He could get that.

So he’d “dampen his hearing” upon Patton’s own warning, only “undampening” when at least two hours had passed, just to be safe.

And Patton appreciated the thought and acceptance of their new condition.

Until things changed once again.

Because Patton was very close to the ghost in his walls.

The one that knew everything about him and still seemed to care for him despite any faults he had.

The one who made so many compromises and shared so much about his own thoughts and feelings.

The one who he couldn’t really see himself living without anymore.

So Patton slowly started to think about things he never really put much stock into before.

What did Virgil look like before he died?

Would they have been friends back then?

What would it be like to actually talk to him in person?

To see his face, to touch his skin?

And Patton started to realize that his feelings for that ghost in his walls was starting to spread out of simply being platonic to being quite a bit more than that.

It was a bit of shock to realize that he was in love with a disembodied voice.

It made him feel guilty on those nights when he told Virgil he needed privacy.

Even more so when he’d sometimes find himself tempted to not give that warning beforehand.

It troubled him, probably more than it needed to.

He loved Virgil and that was fine, really.

He didn’t need to be in a relationship with the ghost to be happy.

They were already close and showed each other affection all the time.

It was more than enough for Patton and he was fine with things being what they were.

But, still, he could quite help himself from wanting more than that.

At around the same time as this problem really developing, Patton got a new teacher.

The man was stoic but kind in his own strange sort of way.

He’d only just become a teacher but had admitted to his class that he’d been homeschooling his younger brother for years and had, in turn, become quite used to it.

This caught Patton’s attention.

He watched the teacher carefully, noticing certain speech patterns and slang terms that he’d heard Virgil use for years.

And when class ended, he came forward to speak to the new teacher.

He asked him about homeschooling his younger brother and what it was like.

The man spoke fondly of his sibling and explained easily how he’d gone about homeschooling him after the death of their parents.

Patton, now starting to feel a strange sort of sickly but also warm feeling of excitement, asked what his brothers name was.

Hearing that it was Virgil left Patton close to both screaming and passing out.

Thomas, one of Patton’s two best friends, had to take over in explaining the strange situation to their new teacher, Logan.

Logan seemed to grasp the reality of the situation quickly and had an easy explanation for what was going on.

The house Patton lived in used to have a second building on its grounds.

A guest house.

One that was connected to the main house by a system of old speakers, tubes, and amplifiers that were set up to allow easy communication between the two buildings.

When the property was split in two and the guest house became a proper singular house on an opposite street, the speakers had been hidden in the main house but left out in the guest house.

They’d been left simply as an antique sort of decoration.

It hadn’t been much of a problem before, since nobody lived in the main house until Patton moved in.

And Logan and Virgil has simply blocked up the speakers on their end so that they wouldn’t have to listen to the other family in the main house.

But Patton spoke to Virgil that day as he’d been blacking up the speaker in his bedroom.

And then he’d unblocked it out of curiosity later, only to end up talking to Patton again.

Logan explained to Patton and his friends that he’d known Virgil was talking to them thru the speakers, but had never bothered saying anything because Virgil had begged him not to.

His little brother had been terrified that Patton would hate him once he realized he’d been a real person instead of a ghost all along.

He hadn’t wanted to lose his best friend by admitting the truth.

And Logan had just wanted him to be happy.

He’d also been quietly hoping that his other younger brother, who’d always been much bette at dealing with these more emotionally charged situations than him, would be able to help with it once he finally returned.

The explanation for it all was a lot for Patton to take in, but he was growing more and more excited about it as it sunk in.

Virgil was alive and real and living in the house right behind his own.

He wasn’t just a disembodied ghost voice living in his walls.

He was an actual person who he could see and hug and maybe even kiss, if he was lucky.

So, once school finally ended and Logan offered him his quiet encouragement alongside Patton’s two friends, Patton ran back home and made his way over to the house behind his own.

Logan has informed him that he’d moved out to live closer to the school and give his now adult brother some privacy.

Virgil had turned eighteen recently, a fact Patton has known but assume daimply meant that Virgil would have been eighteen if he’d been alive, and was now living in the house by himself.

He worked online as a freelance artist and music creator.

It was hard work but he did his best so that he could live on his own without having to leave the house too often.

He wasn’t fond of going out in public and dealing with all of the people in it.

So Logan assures Patton that he would either be there or would be quickly returning there from the store if he happened to be away.

So Patton goes to the house, well kept by the two brothers who’d been living in it, and knocks on the door.

When it opens, he’s met with suspicious violet eyes and a very familiar voice saying “Can I help you?”

Patton is practically vibrating in excitement when he finally says “You’re a lot taller than I thought you’d be.”

And he sees Virgil’s eyes widen in shock for only a second before the door is slammed shut in his face.

And that’s where I temporarily stop cus my hand is starting to hurt from typing on my phone and I’m starting to get real hungry and in the mood for leftover Taco Bell.

Maybe I’ll do the rest later, idk.

I’m in the mood for more relaxed rambling rather than proper work so I probs will.

We’ll see.

(My-fondness/affection/want/like)

[the-gay-in-the-way]

Also, just a quiet mention here from one of those terrible fanfic writers who are kind of forgetful after posting something while sleep-deprived, please don’t just shout angrily at fanfic writers when they don’t have warnings?

Maybe just, like, tell them and ask for them to fix it?

Cus we really don’t mean to upset you by not warning you.

Just, sometimes, we forget to add the warnings or don’t really know what all topics we should warn against, yknow.

Also also, maybe don’t get super angry when fanfic writers write about topics you don’t like?

Maybe, instead, just don’t read the story if it displeases you?

Maybe?

Just my own opinion. Don’t mind me.

PSA to remember fanfic writers have feelings and if they leave warnings before a fic it is not their fault for you being angry with something that was explicitly tagged.

[the-gay-in-the-way]

My take on this awesome idea:

Patton actually knows they aren’t married but is acting like they are to help everyone get closer.

Outside of the videos, things are actually even more tense between everyone than they seem.

Virgil still avoids everyone, Dee gets in arguments with whoever he talks to, Logan has stormed out of so many rooms it’s ridiculous, Roman insults everyone during every conversation, and Patton and Thomas are both trying to make things better between them all but nothing they do seems to work.

So they do the courtroom episode and Patton makes the comment about marriage and has an idea.

He knows how the others work.

He knows how much they actually care about each other below all of the anger and defensiveness they constantly maintain.

So he knows that giving them a reason to be closer, one that seems to be making Patton especially happy, could very well help them fix their problems with each other.

Like forcing everyone into a closet together in the hopes of making them stop arguing.

So Patton goes thru with it and makes an effort to act like they’re all married now.

And nobody else knows what to do.

Because Patton is patient and slowly works his way closer to them all with small personalized gestures until he finally reveals the “truth” to them all.

So they only realize it’s happening when it’s already been happening for a few weeks.

And it all makes Patton so happy so what can they even do about it?

They question each other and try to think of ways to break the news to Patton, but Pat always knows what they’re trying to do and finds ways to distract them and keep them from revealing the truth like they’d planned.

So the ruse continues for months as everyone slowly starts falling into step with it.

And it’s working just as Patton planned it would.

In their attempts to break the news to Patton and tell the truth, everyone else has been spending time together without him.

Adding in all of the time they spend together with Patton, they’ve all grown much more comfortable with each other.

This leads to many admitted truths and apologies that finally bring an end to the many sour and bitter feelings they hold towards each other.

And eventually, nobody really wants to correct Patton anymore.

Because they all actually enjoy being married.

The hugs and cuddles and kisses.

The sweet words and caring gestures.

The closeness that they all share now.

Nobody wants to give that up.

So they stop trying to deny it.

And Patton notices.

And is filled with guilt.

Because he lied to them.

He made them all think they were married and now they’ve just accepted it.

But it’s not real.

And he feels terrible because he literally just forced them all into a relationship with him and each other.

And it was for a good cause, he defends to himself.

But at what cost?

He took away any sort of choice they could have had in the manner.

And it sucks cus he really genuinely loves them all and really genuinely enjoys being married to them.

But it’s not real.

And it’s not fair to any of them to keep up this lie forever.

And Patton finally breaks under the pressure of his guilt when one day the others start talking about having not even gotten a wedding ceremony and how it would be so fun to have one where they basically just renew their nonexistent vows and actually give each other rings.

Then Patton is very suddenly crying and the others panic and try to help but then he starts apologizing about lying to them for so long and they understand.

And they make sure he knows as well that none of them mind.

They could have said something at any time.

There were tons of opportunities for all of them to get out of the arrangement.

But they’d all found themselves enjoying it so much that the idea of being married had by far outweighed their want to correct the lie.

It was worth it to be so happy together.

But Patton is right and it isn’t really true.

They aren’t married.

Not yet.

So they start planning out the ceremony and giving each other ridiculous and dramatic proposals and so many engagement rings and charms that most of them simply keep their collection safely tucked away in their rooms, only bothering to wear the matching set of wedding bands they give each other at the ceremony.

And then they finally have the proper ceremony that Roman has so desperately wanted.

And finally, they’re proper husbands.

And they have their flaws and their conflicts, sure.

But they know that they all love each other.

And that, over everything else, will always make sure they can get thru those problems in the end.

This is such a sweet idea and I adore it immensely and would very much love to write it out at some point.

Perhaps soon, once I’ve finished some of my current work.

I need Patton thinking they’re all married

I mean the mistaken dating trope is nice but hOOOOLLYY THIS WOULD JUST…humor me for a moment

Patton being legitimately confused about having to swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth because he always tries to tell the truth 

He honestly thinks it was an mind palace courthouse wedding and they just skipped the ceremony and reception for Virgil and Logan

Because Virgil thinks it’s all pageantry and Logan doesn’t understand the need to celebrate when time could be put to a more productive use.

But Patton waking up extra early to make sure breakfast is perfect because he wants his husbands to be extra proud of the work he put into their meals

And he gets more affectionate with them in their own ways

For Logan it’s sitting quietly next to him and leaning on his shoulder and trying to listen but somehow always needing to ask a question and just getting to be close to Logan

With Virgil it’s hand holding and light cuddling when the mood is right

For Roman it just escalates to more hand holding and kisses on the cheek instead of the forehead and sitting in each other’s lap and being generally over the top cutesy about it

But none of the others seem to notice they just think Patton is really happy they got that wedding-callback thing settled without anyone getting too hurt

And Deceit does pop up a few times to raid the pantry for some pop-tarts, but Patton figured his strange and distant snake husband deserved some 3 AM waffles

And this goes on for WEEKS and nobody notices until Patton asks to kiss one of them or calls them a pun inspired nickname that relates to the relationship and everyone is just in shock over three things

1. Patton literally thought they were married and they didn’t pick up on it because of how sweet and observant he was to their individual needs and comfort zones

2. Deceit is apparently “married” to them too

3. None of them have the guts to break it to Patton that it wasn’t an official wedding it was taking an OATH

I need to think of more but this is just something I need

[the-gay-in-the-way]

I love that you have this headcanon!

I don’t see it often but I love this idea so much!

I’m just starting to write about that in my main fic series!

I absolutely adore the idea of all of them just making the videos like a scripted series!

They exaggerate for it cus it’s acting and part of the story but really they’re all friends and family and life is good even with it’s occasional struggles!

I’m so happy you mentioned this!

The thought makes me wanna write even more and fills me with joy just to be reminded of this wonderful take on the series!

I wish I were better at drawing backgrounds because I have all these vague ideas of drawing scenes from the latest episode of Deceit and the ides in their respective places except like. Deceit turns around and his hat falls off, and they all crack up. Or Logan flubs a line and they giggle and someone’s like, “omg stop laughing” while laughing himself. 

I dunno one of my my absolute favorite go-to headcanons is that the sides all write and film these episodes together and there are of course bloopers. And everyone’s acting a bit ‘extra’ because that’s what you do when you’re acting but in reality they’re a bit more chill and all friends and hang out and stuff. 

I realize it’s a silly headcanon but it’s honestly my fav <3 So I’m sorry I lack the technical ability to draw that but I hope I’ve described it enough that someone else can enjoy it with me <3

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Slime Rancher is Fantastic

I knew that already cus I got it when it first came out on steam in early access, but now with all the new updates I’ve only just checked out it’s even more awesome than before.

So I had a small and fun idea.

A Sanders Sides Slime Rancher AU.

Thomas is the new rancher who just arrived.

Patton is a fellow rancher who has a place sorta nearby(everything is far away from each other in the far far range. It’s a big place.)but who mostly just wanders around outside of his beat up old ranch with a small group of slimes he befreinded.

Roman is the prideful son of a billionaire sent to the far far range under the guise of building up the company when he’s really been sent away so that his father can still control him without having to deal with him personally anymore.

Virgil is an ex-slimehunter who quit his job(working for Roman’s father)and stayed in the wilderness of the far far range after discovering the nefarious actions of his employer.

Logan is a slime scientist who has a small lab nearby where he experiments on new plort and slime technology.

Deceit is Logan’s assistant/bodyguard who mostly does the dirty work involved in researching slimes up close while keeping Logan safe from all of the hazards.

Thomas’ various friends, like Joan and Talyn, are all of the random people who send work to Thomas thru the plort market and stuff.

And my OC’s are the People Thomas left behind because I want them to be included but I also don’t really want them in the far far range.

This is likely nothing I will ever get around to writing since nobody would be interested and I don’t want to keep annoying people by adding even more AUs onto my ever increasing list of them, but I really like this idea.

I think it would be really cool, especially with all of the new stuff in the game now.

Anyways, that’s it.

I just wanted to share that with everyone.

I’m going back to playing the game again now.

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A wonderful AU I’m happy to eventually be a part of.

I’m all here for writing about assassin angst, since that’s what’s probably gonna be happening.(or assassin insanity, who knows.)

Joining this writing cult was a wonderful decision and I have no regerts!

Obligations Of A Killing Blow

HELLO MY PEEPS! I AM SO HAPPY TO SAY MY COLLABORATIVE STORY KICKS OFF TODAY! 30 chapters, 30 amazing different writers, this is going to be amazing! Rules and participants will be left under the chapter. Hope you guys enjoy this as much as I certainly will! Words: 1394 Relationship: platonic LAMP Trigger Warnings: talk about murder and blood and whatnot, deceit, lemme know if i need to tag anything else! Chapter Summary: How Virgil Parkins became a feared and known assassin in his kingdom… well not really. It’s more his circle will get under new directions and he fucking losses it.

Keep reading

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Alright, I’ve given in an joined you cult. 

You only need one more person now, I think.

OKAY SO ANDY’S COLLABORATIVE STORY IS GONNA START ON THE 7TH

BUT MEANWHILE @i-am-avacado has blessed me, and all of us, with a sign up sheet! She deserves everything. Now, ofc, I am writing the first chapters, Kay got the fifth but we have THIRTY CHAPTERS MAN, to make an awesome story! So head over to this link and join our fanfiction cult! Also a tiny rule, this story will not be romantic at all because people ship different things and ye. All platonic love here.

THIS IS GOING TO BE FUCKING AMAZING I CAN ALREADY TELL

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A Knight’s Fall, Part Three(Esh-time)

(Here’s the last part of this fic.)

(I don’t have much else to say about it, gotta admit.)

(Thank you for reading this, if you do, and I hope you enjoy.)

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The Nightmare Plane was a quiet place.

It always had been and always would be.

But it was never silent.

With the sound of the breeze and the water.

With the music of the lights and the shadows.

With the rustling of the willow tree.

It was quiet.

But never silent.

Save for one singular moment.

When its once valiant protector disappeared.

Then a silence settled, heavy and mournful, as the realm grieved at the loss.

The silence was absolute and lasting.

Until it was harshly broken by a gasp of air and a splash of water.

The lights flared in surprise and the shadows bristled alongside them.

The willow’s branches tensed, preparing to attack the sudden new presence as they flailed in the stagnant pond’s waters, coughing up liquid once they settled on the surface.

Lights and shadows both approached the being with caution, unsure why it was there or where exactly it had come from.

Then the newcomer looked up.

And the entire realm seemed to freeze in shock.

Sharp violet eyes gazed at them wearily.

Though the shape was different, that color was so very familiar.

A gentle and terrified hope started to build as they all watched the being in front of them take them all in with only the quiet rasp of their breath filling the silence.

Then their brows furrowed and their mouth opened to speak.

But nothing came out.

Violet eyes suddenly widened in shock and fear.

A trembling hand reached up to touch a pale throat.

Their mouth remained open, moving to shape words that never came out.

The realm darkened.

The newcomer radiated distress, black tears slipping down their cheeks as the grip on their throat tightened and dug in nails to draw a steady trickle of blood.

Shadows writhed from the darkness.

And those in the light keened and roared out their own instinctual distress as the lights flickered and started to screech alongside them.

Then a gentle branch settled in dark brown hair.

And everything grew quiet once more.

Wet violet eyes looked up at the tree towering above them.

More branches moved, slowly and carefully, and wrapped delicately around the trembling form on the pond.

A quiet warble shifted those eyes’ gaze to a shadow, laying low to the ground mere feet away.

It approached just as slowly as the branches had, warbling softly all the while.

When it was close enough to be in the being’s reach, settling trustingly within the branch’s embrace alongside them, a thin shadow appendage extended out of it.

The limb wrapped itself carefully around the newcomer’s wrist, easing along it to slowly pull at the clenched fingers still holding a bleeding throat.

The warbles were stronger now, less cautious and more kind.

And just a little sad.

And a shaking hand, slick with red, was brought forward to rest within the shadow’s plush hold.

Then the realm was filled with noise.

Softly at first, but growing steadily in strength.

Water started to flow and fall.

Wind started to blow through flower filled grass.

Branches started to sway soothingly through the air.

And a sea of light and shadow warbled sweetly.

All sending a singular message towards the one they’d thought they’d lost forever.

We love you.

The single brave shadow pushed forward with patient movements, wrapping itself around the other being in an offer of comfort and warmth.

We missed you.

Willow branches gently scooped up the still trembling creature, pulling them close to its trunk and cocooning them in a protective embrace.

We’ll care for you.

Lights danced in a mellow rhythm, their warbling voices intertwining into a lullaby they’d sung hundreds of times.

We’ll protect you.

Shadows surrounded the base of the giant tree, softly adding their own notes to the ongoing song above them, as they stood watch before their wounded brother.

We promise.

And a fragile body shook with silent sobs, in grief and mourning of what they know they’ve somehow lost.

We love you.

And love and appreciation for what they now know they didn’t.

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(I made him mute without even meaning to.)

(Whoops.)

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A Knight’s Fall, Part Two

(I wrote the first two parts at the same time so here’s part two.)

(I won’t talk much this time cus sleep is calling me and it’s 5AM and I actually have to go out and be awake to do stuff later.)

(So thank you for reading this, if you did, and I hope you enjoy this kinda sorta crossover.)

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“Stay this time?"

“…stop…”

“It’s nice to finally meet you. You’re A̶̧̗̪̥͉͉̋̋̋̆n̷̞̞͙͂̽́̑̚x̶̢̼͔͐̚i̸̙̩̓̓̆̽̿ę̷̛̟̅̋̓̈͜͠t̷̗̻͈̮͚͑̑̽̚ẏ̷̧̬͇͒͠ right?”

“…stop it…”

“You caught me…”

“Stop it.”

“So you keep T̸̯̱͎̪̭̪̍̅͝h̷͓͑͊̏̍̈́õ̵͓̊̽͘m̵̢̹͔̼̿͐̓͠ä̴͕͙͘s̶̫̒͛̈́͑͑͝ safe from all of the bad things?”

“Shut up.”

“No, that was terrible. I hated every second of it.”

“Shut up!”

“Keep talking. It’s too early for lies.”

“Stop talking!”

“You’re the worst alarm clock, V̸̤̾̿̆̕i̵̧͕̗̰̪͆̅̄͝r̶̺͆̿̈́̃̅g̴̬̣̋̆̚̕i̴̧͚͍̥͂̄̾͜l̶̳͗̏͒ .”

“Cut it out!”

“Why, of course. I am the best noodle.”

“SHUT UP!”

“I booped him!”

“GO AWAY!”

“Make me.”

“PLEASE!”

"I LOVE YOU TOO! BUT YOU ARE THE WORST!"

“LEAVE ME ALONE!”

“Sorry, A̸̹̓n̷͚̘̖͒̒̄̉́̚x̸̤̎͆͆į̵͙̈͆̈̌͘ͅe̵̢͍͕̘̜̫̿͆̽̅͆̚t̸͍̫̱̬̟͂y̷̡̟͙̭̲͙͑̊̌. I was just having a bit of a rough time. It’s fine though! I’m-”

“STOP TALKING TO ME!”

“Can you give me a hug? I think I really need one right now.”

“I DON’T UNDERSTAND!”

"Please, V̴͈̙̔̂͆̈̆͘i̸̝̣̿̈́̄͝r̵̨̛̜̺̥͔͆̆̽̉̑͜ḡ̸̻̜̰̼̃͝i̶̧̙͓͙̹͐l̵̙̩͐̾̈̾̚ͅ ! I'm begging you! I'm on my hands and knees!"

“IT’S TOO LOUD!”

"Do you think maybe I could stay here for a little while longer?"

“IT HURTS!”

"Dance with me!"

“WHAT IS THIS?!”

"Did you guys just have a utensil war?"

“WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?!”

"Knives!"

“SHUT UP!”

"I don't think you two realize the position you're in right now."

“PLEASE!”

"It's not...your fault."

“BE QUIET!”

"I don't...wanna go..."

“PLEASE!”

“I don't know what to do...”

“I DON’T WANT THIS!”

“I just can't...”

“I DON’T UNDERSTAND!”

“It's so warm...”

“PLEASE!”

“We’ll be alright. I promise.”

“Please…just…”

“I don't wanna be alone...”

“…just leave me alone…”

“I̵̳̟̒̈́'̵̞̲̹̣̈́͑l̴̬̬͊̊͗͜ͅl̶̗̺͛͝ ̷̞̫̐̽͜͜p̸̬̣͖̾̋r̸͓͂̒͊̚̕ọ̴̘͚͚̾͜t̷̢̳̙͇̱͌̄̍̄ͅe̸̥̩͐̈͑͝ͅc̶̟͕̪̩̈́̍̐t̸̢̢͚̥͐̎ ̵̣̂̔͌͑͝y̸̨̡͉͖̮̼̑̈̉̓͘o̷̰̯͍̻͑̋̑̉̕ȕ̵̩̩̿̎͆͠ .”

“Hey.”

THEY flinched violently before relaxing as silence finally fell.

“Are you lost?”

They turned around to face the only voice breaking the gray quiet.

It was the man again.

But also not.

He looked similar.

Sharp violet eyes and dark brown hair.

But there were no cracks trailing up his neck.

“Yes.”

“Would you like some help then?”

And he could see only two sharp fangs peeking out of his mouth when he spoke.

“Aren’t you busy?”

The man huffed out a surprised laugh and sent a kind smile towards them.

“Nah. I just got here myself. So I’ve got lots of time till I’ve gotta be back.”

“Oh.”

His smile seemed to soften as the silence stretched.

“Do you know where you are?”

THEY remembered this.

“No.”

“Do you know why you’re here?”

“No.”

“Do you know where you came from?”

“No.”

And their answers hadn’t changed.

“…do you know who you are?”

“No.”

The man’s smile was sad now as he looked at them with that same examining gaze.

“You’re early…”

“Am I?”

He blinked in surprise before giving a solemn nod.

“Yeah, kid. Way too early.”

THEY stood in the silence for a moment, the man standing quietly with them.

A glance was sent out to the gray, just as still and empty as it had been since the first man left.

“Is that why I’m lost?”

The new man shrugged.

“Maybe. I can’t say for sure.”

Then he began walking forward, and THEY felt a sting of sadness.

“But I can tell you this.”

A hand, as gentle and warm as the one that came before it, settled in his hair.

“You’ve got somewhere to get back to.”

His smile remained kind, his sharp eyes somehow soft, as he lightly pressed his forehead to their own.

“So go back home, Anxiety.”

A pulse radiated out of their chest, stealing their breath and leaving them feeling almost weightless as something suddenly seemed to latch onto them and pull taut.

The sensation of falling overtook them, the pull in their chest dragging them back and into the gray below, as four final kind words echoed through their mind.

“They’re waiting for you.”

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(Yo, I’m exhausted.)

(By the way, as an aside if you bother reading this part, all of those lines in plain italics, in both this chapter and the one before this, are taken directly from their respective series.)

(So this one has lines from the CAP Verse and the first one has lines from the WYLL Verse.)

(I just thought that’d be neat.)

(Anyways.)

(Here’s the gen taglist.)

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