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joesanrio · 11 months

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You’re so Needy | R.R

Summary: There is something about Nova being in Roman gear that makes Roman go insane.

Pairings: Roman Reigns x Nova (OC) || Established but secret Relationship

Warnings: Teasing, Joe has an ass obsession, kissing, blowjob, fingering, vag. penetration (xoxo)

Rating: 18+

Word count: long asf

A/N: I was rewatching the Sasha banks and Roman tag team match- now here I am. I’m not good at writing y/n so y’all and Nova gonna have to be locked in- lmao

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I knew it would be a long night starting from when the producers called me into the office to tell me and until the night of. “Joe move..” I huff while hip bumping him out the way.

“Why you so grumpy mamas?” He asked as his arms find there way wrapped around my waist. “I’m stressed.” I complain while struggling to do my hair with a big 6’3 man attached to me. “Why? You know the crowd loves you… you kill it every time.” He smiles before letting my waist free and standing to the side of my make-shift vanity. I nod and take a deep breath before checking my gear one more time.

The seamstress made me a female version of Roman’s gear; fitted vest but with my symbol, all black super mini cargo skirt, black cuffs, and boots. I looked amazing, might make it my regular gear if I wanted to steal Roman’s shine- oh who am I kidding that man is the shine itself. “You should ask to keep that.” Joe smirked beside me, “For what?” I play into his game. “Our private matches, ya know the ones in our room.” He winks at me.

“Boy. Come on let’s go.” I deadpan at him before we laugh and leave the locker room. Walking down to the gorilla was making my nerves heighten, “Dang Nova- you look so good!” I hear Trin from behind me. “Thanks bae.” I blow her a kiss and she catches it.

“What about me?” Joe shouts back disappointed but does a spin to show his gear, “You wear that all the time!” Trinity shouted back as Joe playfully rolls his eyes while I laugh.

We wait in the gorilla for our cue. The closer it gets to time the more I feel my leg shake in the chair I’m sitting in. “Nova get ready.” The staff called for me as I immediately stand up, “Calm down.. you do this all the time.” Joe whispers in my ear before giving me a quick kiss. “Right.” I smile as I go to the spot.

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“Oh come on, it’s your favorite.” I tease charlotte as I use her finisher ‘natural selection’ on her. “1…2…3!” The crowd went wild, “Your new United States Tag team champions, Roman Reigns and Nova!” The announcer yelled as Roman lifted me up by my thighs to hold up our belts. The crowd is giving a standing ovation before Roman sets me down and we make our way back up the ramp. Leaving Charlotte and Rusev.

“Joe…they’re gonna go crazy.” I say as I already feel the #Rova trending on Twitter. He was paying me no attention as he was cracking it up with his cousin Jey while we walked down the hallway. “Uce, y’all might as well come out and confirm it.” Jey shrugged as Joe nodded. “But at the same time it’ll be all about our relationship instead of our talent.” Joe said as he mentioned the downside, and the major reason why we haven’t said anything.

“I feel you. Maybe you can talk to the producers and creative team about it.” Jey mentioned as Joe nodded and I hummed. “Alright gotta go before Jimmy start having people look for me.” Jey said before hugging us bye.

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“I can’t wait to head to bed..” I say happily as we enter the locker room. “To sleep or something else?” Joe asked with his eyebrow raised, I turn around with an unamused expression before busting out in giggles. “Cut it out.” I laugh as I feel Joe staring me down from behind, “Has that always been there? Ya know I’m always looking but I think it grew. Maybe while we were in the ring…I don’t recall it being that size.” Joe rambles about my ass.

“Go shower!” I laugh as I push him towards the shower room. “Let me feel it to make sure i’m not hallucinating.” He laughs before quickly turning around and wrapping his big arms around me. “Joe move and go shower.” I weakly push the man away as he’s feeling around on my ass. “I’m not hallucinating.” He winks before finally letting me go and showering, “You’re so unfunny.” I say as I try to put a serious expression on my face. “But I had you cackling like a witch!” He chuckles mockingly at me.

I giggle and roll my eyes before getting my change of clothes ready for my shower.

We finished showering and Joe already placed a pick up order for chipotle. “Ah its gonna be so good!” I squeal when he tells me, “Okay I got everything we can go.” I smile as he nods but doesn’t move. He gets up and walks towards me, his eyes darkening as he walks me back into a corner.

“You looked so hot.” Joe said as stood in front of me while my back was against the wall. “I could say the same about you.” I say as I look up at his lustful eyes. I go to leave the confined space before he pulls me back by my waist. “Let’s stay like this for a while.” He hums before planting a tender kisses on my lips. I hum at the taste of his coco butter chapstick, “Omg you taste so good.” I smile into the kiss before his hands start heading down to my ass.

“Joe can we go?” I pout as pull away from the kiss feeling my arousal start to build, he nods as he takes my hand in his. I smile as we walk to the car passing by some friends and doing small talk.

We get in the car and I immediately take off my jacket feeling hot already. “You hot already? All we did is kiss.” He teases as his hand fall onto my thighs. “Oh whatever- come on let’s go!” I softly moan as his hand starts caressing the inside of my thigh. “Okay okay!” He chuckles as he starts the car.

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We enter the room forgetting all about the food and my jacket in the car. Joe quickly guides me to bed by my waist. He has me sit down on the bed as he stands in front of me. “Finally after all day..” he sighs while removing his sweatshirt, I can’t stop gazing up at his abs. My body immediately starts rising in temperature as he slides down his sweatpants, his dick print on full display.

“Oh don’t do that mamas.” He smirks as I bite my lip unknowingly. He lifts my chin up gently before tapping my lips with two of his fingers. I open my glossed lips slowly as Joe shoves his long fingers into my mouth. “I think you can take it.. just open wide.” He smiles as I nod urgently and find my way onto my knees. Joe pulls his boxers down and his hard dick slaps against his stomach after being released.

“It’s so big.” I say mesmerized before taking the large dick into my hands. “I’m a big man.” He shrugs before getting impatient with my slow strokes, “Don’t start the teasing.” He groans while his head falls back when I kiss tip. I hum as I take him into my mouth, tasting the precum that I used to coat his entire dick. He moans as he feels the tip reach the back of my throat, I suck in my cheeks as I slowly pull away causing his to leave my mouth with a pop.

“Shit. You’re so hot.” He says breathlessly while his hand reaches the back of my head to pull me back onto his dick. I slap his dick onto my tongue making Joe’s grip tighten on my hair, I whimper as I suck the tip. “Joe.” I say looking up at him innocently, “Fuck! Sorry mamas.” He huffs before moving his hips. Now with both hands on the back of my head, he starts pulling my head further down his cock until it hits the back of my throat. “Just like that… you like it? Oh I know you like it.” He groans as his hips starts moving faster. I moan in response bringing Joe to his breaking point, I can feel the cum slipping down my throat as he holds my head down.

His hands release their grip from the back of my head gently, “Damn. Get your ass on the bed.” He breathes harshly before tapping my hip once I stand. I pull of my top while watching Joe lick his lips at the sight. I smile seductively as Joe steps closer, “Lay down.” He orders. “So bossy.” I giggle as he pulls down my bottoms, I lay back onto the pillows behind me.

“You’re so soft.” He says as he kisses up one of my legs, I hum as he positions himself in front of my core. His kisses felt hot along the inside of my thighs, “ You smell amazing.” He smiles against my skin. I feel my face get hot as I feel a sudden kiss on my clit, before he licks i between my folds. I felt a slight whimper leave my mouth as he does constant licks up and down my folds. “Joe..” I moan as he hums on my core causing my hands to immediately reach for his head. I feel a small suck on my clit before one of his fingers slide their way inside.

“Damn, don’t think you’ll be able to take me.” He smirks before his tongue leaves my folds, I whine at the lost contact before his other hand rubs on my clit gently. I could feel pleasure building up as my back arched off the bed, “I- mmm Joseph please!” I moan loudly as I came onto his fingers. He removed his finger gently before sucking them off, he moaned at the taste before connecting his lips to mine. “You taste yourself, isn’t it good?” He mumbled into my plump lips. I nod eagerly as he grinds himself into me.

“Put it in.” I groan impatiently, “Fuck, turn around for me then.” He taps my hip while our lips disconnect. I get on my hands and knees in front of before wiggling my ass in his face as he seemed distracted. “I’m just admiring you impatient brat.” He chuckles before slapping my ass, I moan as my body moves back towards him. He rubs the tip in between my folds before entering slowly. His deep breathing behind me fills the room until I feel him all the way in my stomach. “So deep..” I moan quietly as he begins to move in and out.

His hands guide my waste back to meet his thrust, my arms already feeling weak by the pleasure that’s happening. “Oh your pussy is so good.” He moans as pushes my back further down into an arch, his dick grazing my walls and penetrating deeper than before. “Joe- oh!” I felt my walls tighten around him, his thrust getting faster and harder. “Fuck! Baby damn…almost made me cum.” He says breathlessly pumping into me.

I lay into the pillows to mask my screams before he pulls me up by my hair, “It’s good? You want cum on my dick? Oh I know you do.” He groans in my ear with his hand on my throat. I whine and nod frantically as he hits the spot perfectly. “Cum on me.” He says as his voice vibrates in my ear causing my walls to tighten around his big dick. “I- I’m cumming!” I yelp as he holds me down onto him while my head falls back on his shoulder. His thrust getting faster as his warm seed coats my walls.

He kisses my neck softly before pulling out slowly making sure nothing drips out. “I love you.” I smile feeling like I was going to pass out at any given moment. He laughs as he lays me down gently before heading to the bathroom, “I love you too.” He whispers as he comes back with a clean wash cloth to wipe me off with.

“Here put this on.” He hands me one of his t-shirts. I put it on quickly before laying back down but on my side of the bed this time. “Come on.. you gotta be tired.” I whisper as he gets in bed and falls into my arms. “Yeah, that was the most intense work out I’ve ev-“ he starts before I cut him off, “Enough! You’re so annoying” I giggle before he places a kiss on my forehead. “But it wasn’t annoying when I had you mo-“, “Joseph!” I laugh as he chuckles and wraps his arms around my waist. I kiss his lips one more time before we fell asleep.

#roman reigns #roman reigns smut #joe anoa'i #roman reigns fluff #roman reigns oneshot #roman reigns fic #wwe roman reigns #wwe superstars #wwe smackdown #wwe smut #roman reigns x oc #joesanrio

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sol-shines · 5 months

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@ your tags PLEASE talk abt your parker designs!!!

this is for you and @dreaming-of-stories-and-stars THANK YOU for enabling me :3 sorry this took a little bit

if you don't know what this is about i drew my takes on the parkers here !

rambles under the cut:

SO what i sorta wanted to do was make. each parker flow into the next while subtly changing in between ,,, something something losing yourself to the game, becoming unrecognizable. so let's cover it parker by parker:

prime: i personally Love the hc that the coin is parker's mom. so prime is a lil ancient roman coded guy. he's SOOOO eldest sibling coded help. like he and his mom have a very strained relationship but also he thinks that if he just does whatever she wants she'll finally be proud of him :P whoops! and yeah v explosive anger (firewalker reference!), leading to ego, leading to. You Know. anyway. oh ALSO the parkers get younger as we progress so :))) they all STARTED at 19 but have varying degrees of age. so prime is in his mid-thirties.

parker ii: AH the most elusive of the parkers. SO: in my personal lore interp, parker ii was created when prime starting to push back against the coin more and more to the point where it was becoming a problem. and prime of course is very destructive and makes a mess when he's angry. so ii came about from me going "...what if parker just. said fuck it and left. didn't give a shit about ego just didn't wanna play the game anymore and found a way out." and that's exactly what my ii did. absolutely fucking vanished and quit the game for good. somehow. which uhhh MIGHT have been what caused prime to go apeshit ("why does ii get to leave and i'm stuck here?") and end prehistory. whoops. so i wanted to make them look very vagabond-y. somehow got even edgier than prime (impressive). also they're abt 30-ish. and have crazy gender stuff going on. possibly transfem. "but how is that possible if you hc the parkers as transmasc-" shhh. i don't know <3

park3r: GOD i loved doing this one. this parker is such a bitch and i love him. the first commissioner parker, created bc "OKAY so we gotta make him more young and impressionable and less unstable AND take him out of this game bc very clearly Bad Things will happen if he stays" so they made. a chronically online teenager and made them commissioner AMDNFM. god yeah i love this design he's sooo. just a 19-year-old trying to fill an impossible role and putting on a cool face about it. tragic, yes. but they're gonna complain the whole time and make everyone else miserable too. fully believe he was just scared and out of his depth the whole trial :( oops why are parkers iii and iiii so sad. i drew him closer to mid-20s here but honestly he could easily be younger

p4rker: LOVE this guy's lore so my hc is that after the trial that killed park3r it was like "uhhhh FUCK we need a new one of those. stat." so. they just. took park3r's incin'd body (ik it's not really Canon that park3r was incin'd he just Died but. let me have this) and like. stitched it back together. so p4rker is covered in burns and stitched together like frankenstein all over, and they just threw a mask on them like "see!!! new guy!!" the result of this being they didn't have. a whole ton of time to add shit like Personality, so p4rker is the outlier in that they're very naive and even polite? they don't understand what all the fuss is about them and just wants to be. nice? shame he didn't stick around long :/ the drippy bits are a little percolation nod! in this particular drawing he's like 20 :(

pvrker is. obviously the least human. park3r was more of a prototype of a commissioner, p4rker was a temporary placeholder at best, pvrker... was well and truly made For The Game. and his appearance reflects that. kinda a combination of iii's bluntness and 4's naivety. in-universe some people think he's the most sinister or whatever bc he's so directly Controlled By ILB Shit and that's not NOT true but like. give him a break guys he's like 6 days old he's new at this :(

ANYWAY that's so long holy shit. here are my rambles i hope u like them. im So Bad at blaseball lore so someone yell at me if something i put in there isn't accurate but. yeag :)

#parker macmillan #blaseball #WOO god this took so long to write and so much of it is just vibes but. I Like Them :)#they're so fun to draw!! so similar but different!!! h!!!!!#sol speaks

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warcats-cat · 1 year

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A Knight and His Prince

Virgil contemplates his relationship with his beloved prince, Roman. Patton contemplates his relationship with his son and said son's first love.

Lots of fluff with a twist 💜

A/N: My piece for a little exchange among friends; my giftee being @its-the-cat-queen! It was so much fun to write for her aus; a nice pile of fluff to counteract my usual angst ;)

That being said I genuinely don't know what to tag this with so please let me know if I need to add anything. Enjoy!!

Read on Ao3 here!

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The early evening around them was warm, washing their camp in the soft glow of sunset; the firelight kissed Roman’s beautiful face as the dark creeped in around them. The prince had let his little hare out to sniff at the dandelions; the bounty of late summer. Virgil carefully removed his hood, laying it on one of the large stones they’d pulled forward as seats to rest on.

Roman was inspecting his sword again, running his hand carefully over smooth steel and worn leather. His crown was set just barely askew on his head. Virgil smiled to himself; his prince never could quite keep the circlet balanced, but he dared not take it off.

It’s possible he loved the crown almost as much as he loved Virgil.

The thought made Virgil’s smile widen, just a bit, as he plopped down next to his prince and leaned his head on his shoulder.

“It’s been a good day today,” Roman said, wrapping his arm around the knight. Virgil hummed in lieu of an answer, listening to the prince’s steady heartbeat and honey voice. “I’m looking forward to the journey home.” He turned to Virgil, his face alight with a new idea, “We should throw a ball! And invite the whole kingdom, and we can even set out food for the poorer families, so everyone can enjoy the festivities.”

Virgil’s smile widened further at that; “My father would object to the entire affair if we didn’t provide an actually nutritious meal alongside the party treats. Not to mention, only one of your dads’ cooking is edible.” Both paused for a moment, shuddering as they remembered Roman’s papa Remus being left to his own devices in the kitchens one fateful night. The green pile of goo that had been set out on plates as if it was anything close to food. The horror from Roman’s dad Patton when the king returned to find such a sad excuse for a meal.

Although, Roman and Virgil had ended up feasting on roasted chickens tossed in bread crumbs and golden strips of potatoes that evening, after the initial disgust and panic; it was the highest form of cuisine, in Roman’s humble opinion.

The rumble of Roman’s words in Virgil’s ear was soft, comforting. Even when laughing, the prince stayed gentle for Virgil’s sake. He felt Roman’s arm wrap around his shoulders, and the prince began carding fingers through his knight’s hair as he rambled, planning out the grandiose party they would host.

After a while, Roman’s hare hopped closer to the pair, and the prince lifted her gently into his lap to stroke her ears. He went quiet, staring off into the middle distance as if contemplating the woods beyond. The crackle of their fire and the calls of distant birds was the only noise for a long while, before suddenly Roman looked to Virgil again and asked, “Will you dance with me?”

Virgil flushed, a little embarrassed, as he admitted, “I don’t know how to dance. And we don’t have any music.” The rabbit turned to sniff at his cheek, as if sensing his discomfort.

“I could teach you,” Roman said gently. “It’s easier to learn when you can go slow.” He gently nudged the rabbit off his lap, and she wandered away to forage for more treats, always staying close enough to watch the pair. Roman stood, and offered a hand to Virgil, which the knight took with little hesitation. The prince pulled him close, so that they were chest to chest, and put a careful hand around Virgil’s waist.

Roman was always so warm; his hands soft and welcoming, his heart steady and soothing. Virgil felt himself relax, even if he was about to make a fool of himself. He faintly remembered one of his fathers trying to teach him a few steps, all while Virgil stood on the tops of the elder’s feet.

It hadn’t gone well.

Roman began to carefully guide the pair in simple motions, holding Virgil’s hand and waist, leading him with confidence. If it were anyone else, the knight would have been staring at his feet, flushed scarlet in shame. But this was Roman, his Roman, who never looked at him unkindly.

His Roman, who sat with him as they shared books, and praised him for his ideas, and protected him from all of the strange beasts of the world. His Roman, who had never laughed at him, only with him. His Roman, who was staring into his eyes right now with all the adoration in the world, making Virgil feel like he could do anything.

His Roman, whose crown was slipping off his head again.

Virgil laughed, gently pushing the prince back and reaching up to straighten the crown. The taller man bent slightly, so Virgil could reach, and Virgil couldn’t resist the swell of bravery he felt as he softly leaned closer to kiss the prince’s forehead after the crown was set.

When Roman met his eyes next, they were filled with awe. As if Virgil had just slain some magnificent beast, or done something amazingly heroic. His hand came to caress Virgil’s cheek as they stared at each other.

“I love you,” Roman whispered, as if the world were only them. “I’m the luckiest man alive, because I have you by my side.” The prince returned Virgil’s kiss with his own to Virgil’s cheek, and Virgil felt his face heating once more.

“I love you too,” Virgil replied softly, almost surprised as the words came out of his mouth. “You make me feel like I can do anything in the world.” They pressed their foreheads together, feeling the world around them go soft and quiet’ as if it was only them, only this spot, that made up the entire universe.

But, of course, the moment had to end, as a familiar voice split the air from father off in the field.

“Roman! Your daddy’s here to pick you up!”

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Patton couldn’t help a giggle at watching the two toddlers, even from afar. Roman’s face was split with a bubbly smile as he led Virgil, hand in hand, over from the edge of the playground. Virgil had his own tiny smile, and followed Roman like he was the other boy’s whole world. He was so proud of his baby; always looking after his little friend. Poor Virgil had had such a rough first month at daycare, and now he and Roman were almost attached at the hip.

“Daddy!” the kiddo cried, “Daddy we played prince again!” Roman’s yellow paper crown slipped from his head, (Patton suspected it wasn’t for the first time today) and Virgil tugged lightly on their conjoined hands, making the bubblier toddler stop.

It was hard not to squeal, watching as little Virgil retrieved the accessory, and very carefully set it back on Roman’s head, as if it really was made of gold. Patton also noticed that Virgil was carrying their shared toy, Mrs Fluffybottom, in the pocket of his onesie, and it was vaguely reminiscent of a kangaroo.

“Princes, again?” Patton asked, crouching down in front of the two boys. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the daycare attendant walk away, knowing Patton would take both boys home today. Roman nodded, and hummed an affirmative, his whole body bouncing with his excitement. Virgil, too, was bouncing, just a bit, and he swung their conjoined hands lightly.

“I’s a knight today.” the smaller toddler said softly. The daycare was doing a lot to help the boy with his confidence, and by extension, his enunciation. Still, Virgil speaking up at all was rare, preferring to follow Roman’s leads and let the other boy talk for him when adults or other kids were around. Patton gave the boy a warm smile, and ruffled both kiddos’ hair at the same time, producing the sweet sound of giggling.

“I’m sure you were a very brave knight,” Patton said, offering an arm in case Virgil wanted to be picked up. Both boys gave the affirmative, and Patton found himself with both arms full, hefting the two toddlers up and heading towards his car. “Are you kiddos excited for your sleepover tonight?”

Roman cried “Yeah!” as loud as he could, and Virgil hummed again, nodding against Patton’s shoulder. “Virgie is the best knight EVER!” he hollered, pulling his wooden sword from his pocket and kicking his feet as Patton buckled them in. “We’re gonna build a castle an’ bring out all the animals to be our subjects, an’ we’re gonna throw a party an’ invite everybody from all over!” He started to babble, planning out the story he and Virgil would be playing out when they got home; occasionally pausing to ask Virgil his opinion or ideas, to which the other boy offered that same soft smile and warm voice. They would have a ball, and dancing, and cake (if daddy said yes). Patton had a feeling he and Remus would end up in attendance at some point, and was already looking forward to seeing his eccentric artist husband crouching to play with their boy; whether that be crawling around as the monster for him to slay, or sitting cross legged at the coffee table holding a pink plastic teacup.

Patton loved how much Remus wanted to encourage Roman’s ideas. He loved how vibrantly Roman saw the world. He loved being the king to Roman’s storybook prince.

Patton tried to listen in as he drove, happy to hear his son so happy; and happier still to hear Virgil softly following along. He remembered a few months ago when the pair had met; the initial worry to find out that Roman was being bullied by a few of his classmates (and more worry to think that the boy hadn’t told them), and then not two days later Roman coming home to say that a brave knight had appeared to save him from those meanies. Then said he wanted said knight to come over and play after school.

Patton also remembered meeting Virgil’s fathers, being more than a little relieved to find that he and Remus weren’t the only gay couple in the neighborhood anymore, and there wouldn’t be any awkward comments or meetings for the boys’ sakes. Knowing that separating the kiddos would only do more damage to their development.

The pair really were wonderful for each other.

Roman helped Virgil feel safe, and the teachers had told both families how Virgil was more likely to try new foods for lunch, explore and play away from the teachers. He had even pet a porcupine when the class went to the zoo a few weeks ago. Patton had the photo of both kiddos gently touching the quills in wonder framed and attached to the fridge; he knew Logan had done the same.

In turn, Virgil reminded Roman to be more mindful and gentle. Patton smiled as he remembered taking the boys to the park so all four parents could actually talk, and watching Roman lead Virgil around by his hand, but also constantly check in on the smaller boy. Asking Virgil’s opinions, what he wanted to do, was he tired or thirsty?

Not that Roman had been fussy or selfish, but he had a loud and vibrant personality, and used to be prone to forgetting his manners. Now, though, Roman was more patient and careful. Always attentive to Virgil, and by extension, the other people around him. Even when Virgil wasn’t around, Roman had stopped throwing his toys around when he was upset, and more often asked his questions with please’s and thank-you’s.

Patton snuck another glance at the boys from the rear-view mirror, and his heart absolutely melted as he watched Roman lean over from his car seat and give Virgil a little kiss on the back of his hand, just like the knights and princes in his favorite movies.

Tonight, they would have pizza and maybe some ice cream, and cuddle up to watch movies. He and Remus would be tasked with building a fantastic castle of pillows and blankets. All of their little ‘kingdom’s’ stuffies would be brought out in force. If Patton was lucky, he’d get some pictures from the entire affair; if he was especially lucky, he would get a picture in the morning, of the two toddlers snuggled up in a messy blanket nest, exhausted from their fun.

Yeah. The kiddos would be okay.

#wacats writes #ts fic #sanders sides fic #prinxiety #fantasy au #human au #gift fic #writing prompts #art trade #ish #ask to tag

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clood · 2 years

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Weird Questions for Writers: 1, 4, 15, 16, 24, 35, 39

eek thank you!!

1. What font do you write in? Do you actually care or is that just the default setting?

if i change the font, i write in times new roman xD i am a science bitch through and through!! i have it set to my default on actual word, but in google docs it's just on arial and i only change it if it starts to bother me. i only care about 25% of the time!

(however i will not write in comic sans ever. no matter who tells me it's good for writer's block or creativity or whatever. i will write in wingdings before i write in comic sans.)

4. What’s a word that makes you go absolutely feral?

feral in a good way? desperate, profound, beholden

feral in a bad way? orbs, member, squelched

15. Do you write in the margins of your books? Dog-ear your pages? Read in the bath? Why or why not? Do you judge people who do these things? Can we still be friends?

hmm i tend not to write in books, one reason being that i was always told i would like, go to baby jail if i did so. another being i don't really own that many physical books. i'm not about to deface public library property! if i like something, i will copy it into my ongoing note in my phone titled "lines that i like" so that i can later go back and reread them and be fond and mushy.

i use bookmarks because i think they are so cute and fun. also i like to use random things too because that way if i ever forget them in books from the library, i might give the next reader a silly little treat.

i do read in the bath, but mostly i will put on an episode of something instead. this way, i am reminded to actually exit the tub at some point, because otherwise i will decay in there and never get out xD

i will be friends with everyone, though i slightly question the people who do the millions of sticky tabs in their books to mark moments. idk, it seems sort of wasteful. but also they are enjoying themselves and their book so whatever :)

16. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever used as a bookmark?

haha. i stole a drawing of a fish i had found at a beach house my bf and his family were staying in one spring break. it was a doodle some random stranger had left behind! not sure where it is now :(

honorable mentions include to/from tags my mom made for christmas with pictures of my dogs, and also a cheese stick. (wrapped)

24. How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?

this depends! for arms unfolding and where are you roaming, my two big multichaps, i have done extensive outlines. i say extensive, but really it's just been me rambling about what i want in the chapters. for smaller works it either looks like a few random bullet points or i just start writing right away, lest the ideas leave my head before they're out on paper.

i do really love the frantic, word-vomit stage of planning though! it's so crazy and chaotic for me most of the time and it's funny to go back to it as i'm getting further into the story and be like, "oh, yeah. that's where i was going with this!! such enthusiasm!!"

35. What’s your favorite writing rule to smash into smithereens?

i'm a comma abuser.. idk man i feel like a lot of the time i just slap commas wherever the hell i please and neither god nor google docs grammar checker will get me to take them out.

39. What keeps you writing when you feel like giving up?

this will definitely come off as super sappy but it's definitely the community of people i've been lucky enough to find myself a part of. all of the incredible friends i've made through fanfiction/fanart are such an inspiration to me, and it's really been such a blessing to be able to hear everyone's takes on everything—the good stuff and the bad. like, whenever someone is down on one of their pieces or super stuck on something, i try to be supportive and hear them out, so it would be unfair to myself to not give myself the same treatment. also, everyone rocks and is so kind that they really motivate me to keep going :)

THIS BECAME SO LONG I'M SO SORRY XD

#ask game

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str4wbxrrytxffi · 27 days

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INTRODUCTION TO NEW FOLLOWERS:

txffi's Masterpost

About me

Part 1: The Normal Introduction

Hello! If you're here because of my posts, here's my introduction to you. My name is Christeff, but a lot either call me Teffi or Chris. I'm a Filipino! 🇵🇭

I'm an artist or both ways in art, traditional and digital. Art grew into me while growing up, and im an amateur at it.

I also write, but I'm only a starter, and you should know that.

My religion is Roman Catholic, just so you know! :)

My MBTI is ENFP! And my emoji is 🍓.

If my birthday is necessary to you, it's the 16th of August! Meaning that I am a Leo.

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Part 2: Interests and Likes

I have a like and interest to Hermitcraft, Empires, and other Minecraft smps.

The lore is just everything to me.

I also have a like to other fandoms such as:

Mairimashita Iruma-Kun!

Buddy Daddies

South Park

Five Nights at Freddy's

Pokémon

Creepypasta

The Legend of Zelda

And other more!

I mostly have a big like to Empires the most, these fandoms are just the other fandons I have interests in.

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Part 3: Hobbies

I love making Art! It has made its way into me while growing up.

Writing is something I still have to get used to, but I'll eventually will.

Cooking? Still get to get attached to.

Making rambles? Absolutely.

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#bun talk - txffi talks with all of you, a few shit posts too

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#teffi rambles - txffi's rambles, a few thoughts on her mind to share

#teffi writes - txffi practices writing

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I humbly thank you for reading this, see you!

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ravenrook · 10 months

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about me

Hello! I’m trying a new thing where I write something every Wednesday, but my computer ate what I already wrote this week... so have an about me post instead.

You can call me Max (they/them), I’m a polytheist and occasional folk magician. My formal education is in primarily botany and German (yeah I’m not really sure how that happened either), but in my free time, I dip my toes in a wide range of subjects from religious studies to fiber arts. For about the past year, I’ve been working towards building a polytheism that’s made for the Southern Appalachians, integrating reconstruction, folklore, climate, and more. The Gallo-Roman pantheon is particularly interesting to me because it holds a lot of interesting narratives about religion in an empire, something I feel is relevant to living in the US. Hopefully I’ll get around to explaining all of this in a later post!

This is a safe place for marginalized groups. Volkish, terfs, anti-Semites, and thieves of Indigenous practices fuck off forever.

Some tags of note:

#resources for links and book lists

#deuoi for posts about deities, I’ll also try to tag the individual deities

#altar for altar pics or ideas

#charms for magical items or spells

#wheel of the year for holiday stuff, and tags for individual holidays

#rambles for long posts

A more complete list of tags can be found here!

#about #rambles

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warriorsbutnotreally · 2 years

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New Intro [for now]

Welcome to WarriorsButNotReally!

This is a fandom-centric blog and the more talkative counterpart to @allofthesecatsaregay , which contains all of my personal designs for the canon characters [and what I use when basing hypokits off of]

My name is Killian but I go by Kira/Kyra as well, due to it being a name I've been using for many years name. I'm a nonbinary trans man and I use he/they/fae pronouns. I'm also aroace.

You can find my main blog at @kyraamongtheshadows though I just mostly reblog things and very rarely post art..

My blog is not a safe place for pr*shippers/c0mshippers, MAPs / p*dophiles, TERFs, racists, LGBT-phobes, sexists, or ableists.

I'm also not comfortable with the shipping of real people or the romanization of violent criminals.

///What Can You Find Here?///

I have many topics that can be found through my various tags;

#AU - ranging from submitted ideas to me just rambling until a cohesive thought comes out, I can talk about all things warriors. I love talking about AUs and sharing ideas and helping inspire others with their own wonderful ideas - that's what this blog was made for after all!

#Discussions - more disorganized thoughts, though on more certain and specific topics. Ranging from serious to silly to even world building information [from my own headcanons]. Some are more rant-style and those contain information backing up on what has formed my opinion on certain topics.

#Hypos - though the most popular option is to send in ships people would like to see pairs of [which, don't get me wrong, I love doing] there is also the option for AU versions of certain cats [ie what if The Three were born to different parents] AND giving canon couples an extra litter! This also includes possible stories

* [more information about these below]

#Show Me! - want me to draw characters mentioned in AUs? just tell me who and I’ll draw em! This includes canon characters who I give different fates and not just kits that are given to couples.

#Help! - For any OC help! Need help thinking about names? Not sure about your OC? Need some appearances that fit names you like? Feel free to ask! I’m no expert, obviously, but I love designing and naming so I’m happy to be of assistance!

#Rate My OC! - Another fun OC one - give me your OC and their information and I’ll give my feelings! I’m not going to be scary or harsh, but rather just talk about things I like about the charater[s].

However! If you wish for actual critique, please be sure to state so. Otherwise it’ll be of the same energy of that cute dog twitter that rates dogs but with OC battle cats.

#Headcanons - I talk about my headcanons for characters and show some obvious favoritism to certain cats because they're comforting to me dfskaj

#Prefix - Detailed Prefix Talk, where I give information on my personal headcanoned prefixes that I use in this blog and in my own written Warriors works.

#Suffix - Detailed Suffix Talk, coming soon

#Writing Help - these are purely reblogs of random cat information, ranging from a little silly to serious. I try to keep any information in the tags of these posts, so feel free to keep an eye out!

#Becoming Warriors- just a more goofy thing because I wanted something that could help me relax. Pretty much a Warriors AU for other fandoms where I design other characters to be meow meows.

#Meowsic - where I share my own music to character ideas because I can and they're often empty headed rambles or short sentences

[also feel free to suggest posts! please only send the original posts, so not to repost from the original creators]

other than that, you can expect just me chatting

I'm willing to share thoughts, talk about opinions, and I try to give a chill, open environment where we can just talk and hang out, sharing things we like or dislike about this fandom we all share.

I will always try my best to be open with everyone and treat people with kindness, but this is subject to change.

HOWEVER, I do not allow hostility and I will shut down anyone who comes in with a close mind and bitterness. I want this blog to be a safe place for people of all ages who just want to relax and share their feelings.

tldr; this is a chill place. everyone is free to disagree with my feelings about things, just don't be an asshole about it

Family Tree For My Writing

note; this is only for canon-adjacent writing and may change depending on the AU

I will allow hypokits using my version of the family tree! however, you'll need to specify you want to use it.

this will also be a note for when I post the #request notifs

my RunningRunning AU has an entirely different family tree

///AUs///

a compiled list of the AUs I've done can be found here

///Headcanons///

all finished headcanons can be found here

///More On Hypos///

With the blog getting bigger, I did want to add more information here, as this is the most popular topic of my blog other than the AUs themselves and as such I wanted to add some disclaimers and additional information.

Firstly, I do allow repeat couples! I don't mind making more litters, giving different stories, etc! So if you see a ship I've done and wanted a new take with different kits, feel free to suggest away! [you can even suggest some predetermined plot as long as it doesn't need to become a full AU]

the kits created via hypos are free to use with credit. they aren't my own OCs and more 'free to use' characters

However, there is a blacklist on certain ships, due to my own personal comfort levels. I will not be explaining them on here and the list is subject to being updated at any time. The blacklist will be shown below with other information;

///Pre-existing Hypos///

all pre-existing hypos can be found here

///Did Once But Never Again///

Crowfeather x Harestar; x [forgot that Harespring was Breezepelt's age until I looked at his wiki page long after this was finished]

I also have a Blacklist, so please check that out

///Extra Hypo Notes///

I won't accept ships of;

Scourge [romance-repulsed aro-ace headcanon and shipping him gives me negative vibes for reasons I cannot explain]

Mousefur [another aro-ace headcanon but where I can put her in queer platonic relationships, I don't like the idea of giving her kits]

I'm highly careful of ships for;

Fidgetflake, Daisy, Nightheart, Hollyleaf, Ravenpaw, Puddleshine, Sneezecloud, Badgerfang [in living AUs], Mosskit [in living AUs], Tallstar, Frecklewish [MV], Sunbeam, Lightleap, Bugeater

these are comfort characters for me

///Disclaimer///

I'm free to remove requests that I have no ideas for / that I don't personally like without needing to explain myself

For the most part I've only needed to remove a small handful of things due to the latter reason, but the former is much more common

I'm also a slow writer with a fulltime job, so trying to stay active can be a bit hard, but I am constantly working on a bare minimum of two projects at a time in hopes that it increases the chances I can get things posted.

I ask that you don't post art/writing alongside that of Fullphilling's. This is for hugely personal reasons, esp since I've noticed their name spreading through the community again.

AUs take the longest, followed by Hypos as both require a lot of planning.

Discussions just kinda happen at random when I think about things.

Show Me!'s aren't common, but don't take as long as I'm showing off pre-existing written things.

Help! and Rate My OC! vary depending on the amount of details given.

Headcanons happen at random unless requested

Prefixes [and eventually suffixes] get done whenever I put aside the time and are usually done in small bulks

#intro #au #discussion #hypos #hypokits #show me!#help!#rate my oc!#headcanons #warriors #warrior cats #things are subject to change in the future #but rn #this is the most updated version of everything

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willgrahymn · 4 years

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Crushing Fear

wow can you believe I’m posting one of my fics on tumblr? me neither.

Tags: prinxiety, love confessions, some point close after FWSA, flower language, some swearing, and light angst but mostly fluff (oh and I throw shade at Janus).

Summary: Virgil didn't even remember how long he had spent repressing his dumb crush, but with Thomas falling in love, it felt harder to ignore the feelings welling up in his chest. All he knew was that he couldn't admit it out loud. Luckily for him, Roman was a romantic who couldn't stand to let a chance at love go uninvited, even if he didn't always feel deserving of it.

Word count: 3334

I’ll reblog with ao3 link since I know tumblr is dumb about it :)

There were a lot of things Virgil loved about Roman. He loved the way Roman would push back his hair whenever he caught a glimpse of himself or felt nervous and he loved the way it always fell in his face again. He loved the way his eyes lit up when Virgil asked about a show or a musical he knew the prince liked. To be honest, it was hard to think of something he didn't love. Even things he once thought were annoying had become endearing to him.

It didn’t matter. He had a reputation to at least try to maintain, he’d already gone so damn soft around the others since the light sides and Thomas came to get him back and Roman made that sweet little speech in the darkness of his room.

“You make us better.” It was like a song he played on repeat. At the time, Roman was the last person he expected to convince him that this could be his home – his family – but somehow he did. He may have been a jerk early on, but maybe, Virgil thought, he really was a knight in shining armor. Roman was more like him than he once thought; using fake confidence to cover up insecurities was nothing new.

And now, years later, here he was lying in bed like a yearning gay fool with music that wasn’t loud enough to block out his thoughts. He figured his little crush would be something that he could just hide away until it wasn’t even there. That plan was failing horribly though, especially when Roman could steal his breath by just looking at him. He didn't know how to handle feelings that felt bigger than himself.

Would it be smart to try something now? Probably not. What would he even do? Roman always talked of big, grand gestures that could literally and figuratively sweep one off their feet. Virgil didn’t consider himself good at plenty of things, and wooing someone like he was in a movie happened to be on the list. The farthest he'd gotten with confrontation was making Thomas talk to Nico, all because he couldn't stand to see Roman so heartbroken. He could feel the darkness below his eyes lighten to that embarrassingly glittery purple at the memory of how proud Roman was.

But Roman was Creativity and had his own little kingdom in the imagination. Virgil was sure that if he wanted a boyfriend he could just make the man of his dreams who would do anything and everything for him without the slightest hesitation. It seemed existence wasn’t fair like that.

He could just barely hear a knock sounding at the door, Virgil's eyes immediately darting over to where the sound had come. He debated whether or not he should respond. It wasn’t as if he didn’t like his friends, but his same old avoidant tendencies from before never went away.

“Virgil?” Roman asked. His voice making Virgil freeze and want to melt away at the same time. “Are you awake?”

Fuck, shit, some other words Patton would disapprove of. What time was it? 1:30? He couldn’t blame Roman for assuming he was still out, especially since it was the truth not too long ago. He almost felt sorry for his sleep schedule, but there wasn’t much he could do about it. No matter how hard Logan tried to help he always found himself digging through the kitchen at 5 in the morning, and not because he was an early riser. He paused his music, hanging his headphones on his headboard. Listening to Sally’s Song for the 17th time could wait for later.

He heard Roman laugh, and it felt like roses.

“That’s alright. If anyone here knows anything about beauty sleep, it’s me. The glasses gays are insisting that I awaken the beast though, so you better at least have something on before I barge in.”

Virgil wasn’t sure if Roman was talking to himself or knew he was being heard. He just burrowed deeper under his covers. He didn't want Roman to find him awake and think he was ignoring him, even if it was kind of the truth.

The door creaked. It sounded like something from a shitty horror movie. The heavy footsteps didn’t make it any more calming either. Roman was never this quiet. He refused to open his eyes, even as his blanket was pulled away from his face. He couldn’t stop the sharp intake of breath as he felt cool air shock his skin.

“Awh, c’mon! I’m the actor here. Your eyes were closed too tight, for one thing,”

Virgil sighed, opening his eyes and squinting at the light. “I thought you were here to wake me up, not give me acting lessons.”

“Good morning to you too, Mourning Glory. It’s not my fault if you want to hide away all day, I’m just giving tips on being more realistic.”

Virgil rolled his eyes, biting the inside of his lip to resist smiling. Wanting to stay calm as if he knew what he was doing.

“You’ve teased me about being a vampire before. Can’t I play the part?”

“Oh, trust me, you’re perfect for the role. Sadly for you, there are two very insistent Sides saying you have to be a real functioning part of the mind, so unless you want me to carry you out there and make a whole scene, you better come down on your own.”

Virgil sighed, rolling onto his back as his eyes adjusted to the light. The two stared at each other. Testing each other. Not getting out of bed never sounded more tempting.

He gave in, rambling. “Sure, okay, whatever.” He sighed, reaching out and taking hold of Roman’s hand, letting the prince pull him upright. Whether it was he or Roman who ended up bringing them so close was something he could stay up late thinking about later. Now wasn’t the time to focus on rough palms or scarred skin that he once bandaged up while cursing out the ever-so-reckless Roman for sneaking out on quests, leaving Virgil to hunt him down with nothing but adrenaline and a certain level of knowingness in his dread.

He tried to bite back a yawn. His eyes widening at the warm feeling of a hand pressed to his face, of a thumb brushing lightly over his cheekbone. It wasn’t unwelcome, to be honest, he could probably fall back asleep just like this. He’d be okay waking up every morning if they were like this. If the romantic side offered it. If Virgil would allow himself to accept and experience it.

“How long have you been up?”

“Anywhere between 20 minutes to 2 hours. I don’t really know.”

Roman smiled, betraying the worried look in his eyes. It was probably just the effect of his room, that’s what Virgil hoped it was anyway. He tried not to show any disappointment when Roman’s hand fell to the bed.

“I’ll be down in a few,” Virgil continued, “just let me take care of my makeup first.”

Roman’s eyes trailed him as he got up and moved over towards his desk in the corner of the room, flicking on the light as he went by. Why is he fucking staring?

“While I’m here, I was wondering if you’d care to join me for a quest this evening? Or maybe we could throw a ball for the mind palace? I know it’s not your thing, but I thought it might be fun? Or y’know, something else more low-key.”

“Uh, yeah you know I’m not big on big things,” Virgil replied, looking over to the prince picking at a loose thread on the cuffs of his sleeves. “You know if you want to hang out you can just ask, you don't need some extravagant event going on to get me alone with you.”

Roman nodded, not seeming any calmer than before. Virgil's brows furrowed, worries flowed through him as if it were his blood. He didn't want to make Roman talk if he didn't want to, but god was it nerve-racking.

At the very least, it seemed like he wouldn't be putting on any more black eyeshadow to try and hide its changes.

Roman, on the other hand, decided not to question why the Side no longer seemed interested in putting his makeup on, and being grateful for the fact Virgil took advantage of the fact they could conjure themselves into different outfits rather than changing right then and there.

The two stayed there, an awkward silence taking over the room before a crash sounded from the living room.

“We should probably go.”

Virgil simply nodded, pulling his jacket tighter around as he followed Roman out of the room.

Luckily, the crash had only come from Patton knocking over a stack of DVDs, CDs, and a few other things. Another lost-glasses incident. It was a miracle nothing got broken.

The day itself would have felt completely normal if not for the fact Roman kept looking at him. Starting off as unsure as they did in his room, and slowly brightening like he had finally figured out a plothole in one of his stories. It was even more unsettling when he realized Roman was no longer there, vanished off to do god knows what.

So Virgil spent the next couple of hours trying to ignore the feeling of his fears eating him from the inside out like a moth to a sweater. He wouldn’t mind the holes if they didn’t leave him so uncomfortable. But then again, maybe that was fitting for his aesthetic. Torn-up shirts and jeans to pair with his torn-up emotions. At least he found solace in the darkness of his outfits.

It didn’t take long to get bored of the mundane mind palace.

Maybe I should take Roman up on that quest idea. He thought, his foot bounced, hanging over the side of the couch. Even if it wasn’t in his list of Shit Virgil Can Do Without Fucking Up, it was better than sitting around and waiting for nothing.

Virgil got up silently, giving a quick two-finger salute to Logan who had started reading some new detective novel before he sunk out. Appearing again before Roman’s door. Maybe he was just self-conscious, but it looked bigger than it was. Like behind it would be some hidden treasure that he finally reached.

It wasn’t entirely wrong. Roman was certainly someone to be treasured, even if he made mistakes. He just wished the other Sides would help him understand it.

He held his breath as he knocked, jolting back when it swung open almost instantly.

“You’re here!” Roman exclaimed, bouncing on his heels.

“Uh, yeah. I thought I’d take you up on your offer from earlier… if it’s still up, anyway.”

“Oh! Yeah, totally!” The prince tugged at his collar, not making eye contact. Virgil couldn’t help but smile slightly at the prince's giddiness. “I was just working on something if you’d care to see it?”

“You know I wanna see whatever you come up with, even if it’s some rewrite of Frozen.”

Roman bounced again, holding his hands out, palms up. He looked at Virgil with an emotion he couldn’t name, but it made him feel anxious in a good kind of way. Not anything like the dread he was used to. He placed his hands on Roman’s, and it wasn’t till they were sinking out and into the imagination that he realized it was the same kind of feeling from when Nico first texted Thomas about meeting up again. He held Roman’s hands a little tighter.

When he opened his eyes, they were surrounded by flowers.

“Woah…”

“Do you like it? I had to sneak into Logan’s room and borrow a few of his books.”

“I– yeah. It’s beautiful. And don’t worry, I won’t snitch.” He stepped away, wandering the circular little garden. He could only recognize so many. “Didn’t know you had a thing for landscaping.”

“I try my best. Honestly, I’m just happy neither of us has allergies.”

“Gosh, you’re such a dork.” Virgil laughed, petting the petals of a rose. Not paying attention to the way Roman watched him and shifted his weight every so often nor how warm his cheeks had become. “Do you know what any of them mean?”

“I do, but I think if I tell you, you’ll realize how predictable I am.”

“Go for it.”

“Well, roses are pretty well known. The red ones are anyway. Love, passion, romance, and courage. Things like that.” Roman said, walking closer. His boots clicking against the walkway’s pavement.

He stood close by yet just far enough for Virgil not to feel like he was being dissected under his gaze. It was an unreasonable thing to think after all the time they had spent becoming friends, he knew that. Yet part of him continued to scream that one day Roman would look at him and find out how horrible he thought himself to be and never want to be around him again. Maybe that was why he refused to confess just how much he liked Roman. It was a weight that crushed his chest every day yet made him feel dizzyingly light.

It was all too complicated.

“What about the purple ones?”

“It kind of varies by shade, but most of the time it’s about love at first sight or enchantment. A lot of the flowers here have to do with that sort of thing.”

“Yeah, should’ve been able to figure that one out myself.”

Roman shrugged. “It’s no matter, I just want to make sure you understand what they mean.” He looked to Virgil, again with that unnamed emotion. “You do get what I’m trying to say, right?”

For a moment, he hoped he did.

“Uh, yeah? Princey, I get it, you’re a hopeless romantic. You don’t have to spell it out for me.” He bit the inside of his lip, then asked. “What are they for?”

Roman looked at him with what he could only see as sympathy.

“I mean this in the nicest way possible, but I really do think you need it spelled out.”

Virgil scoffed, going to argue before he was cut off.

“First,” Roman began, reaching for Virgil’s hand, “You take him by the hand. That’s as far as you got before we both started screaming, anyway. So I suppose I’ll just have to wing it from here. I know I haven’t always been the best to you. I know I still make mistakes, and I really don’t want this to be one of them.”

“Roman–”

“I’m not finished. Virgil, out of all the other’s, you’re always the one who notices when I’m upset. You’re always the one who lets me bitch about Deceit without saying I was wrong for trusting him and then wrong for not. Really, you’re the only one I can bitch about the dark sides to, period. Logan is so reserved about it, and Patton is, well, he’s Patton. He tries to see the good in everyone.”

Roman paused, catching his breath. Virgil thought it best not to speak. He didn’t think he’d even be able to if he wanted.

“What I’m getting is that I trust you. I trust you because you’re my best friend and you listen to what I say even if it’s dumb. Because when I don’t feel like talking you're always down to just watch classic Disney movies and fill in coloring books. I know you don't realize it, but you do a hell of a lot more good than you believe, and I love you for that. You don’t have to say it back or even feel the same, I know you’re pretty reluctant about it. I just need you to know.”

Virgil stared at him, frozen like a deer caught in the headlights of love. Roman had said ‘I love you’ before, but not like this. What the fuck do you even do when your crush confesses they like you, more so, that you aren’t obligated to like them back? Complicated, and now surreal.

“You really mean it? All of it??”

“Of course I do, my Columbine Cutie! I could never lie to someone about love, I hope you know that.” Roman replied. Waving his hand as he conjured a mix of red and purple columbines, tucking them gently behind Virgil’s ear. Both knowing it was the truth, that Roman wouldn’t subject someone to such a thing because he knew how it felt.

But he still trusted Virgil with his love all the same. Trusted that it wouldn’t be taken advantage of or used against him.

“How long have you known?”

“You know, I think I fell for you far before I knew it.”

Virgil huffed a laugh. “Yeah, I uh… I think it was the same for me. Falling for you, that is.” God, it felt so weird to say it. Good, too. “I’m sorry I don’t know what to say. I never thought I’d end up here. I care about you too. I love you, I mean.”

And Roman… Roman just started to beam, shining like the sun as Virgil tripped over his words. He bounced, hands waving as he did. Despite his lingering fear, Virgil couldn’t stop the excitement Roman radiated and the wonder of it all from seeping in under his skin, a feeling like vibrations that he could only try to shake out. And there were hands cupping his face and there were words he didn’t hear. He still knew what they asked. “Fucking yes.” was all he could bring himself to give as a response before Roman’s lips were on his.

Strawberry chapstick and the faint scent of cherry blossom perfume were all that went through his head, it was the only thing that really could. He held onto Roman’s uniform like if he let go it would all disappear. Another dream reminding him of what he thought he couldn’t have.

When Roman pulled away and Virgil opened his eyes, he was still there.

He was real. Everything that had happened was real. He couldn’t help but giggle at how fantastical it was.

Roman brushed his bangs away, just enough to fully show his eyes. “Your eyeshadow changed again,” he announced, bouncing on his heels once again. Virgil groaned, turning away. “It’s a good look for you. Especially with how much you blush, my Lavender Love.”

“It’s embarrassing.”

“It’s adorable.”

Virgil knew from the grin on Roman’s face that it had only intensified.

“Whatever. I just– for what it’s worth– I appreciate it. All of this. I’d probably die never telling you shit about how I felt if you didn’t do it first.”

Roman softened, “Maybe, or maybe you’d end up pushing yourself like you did to Thomas. Either way, I’m happy with it if you are.”

Virgil nodded, the two going silent. Roman rocked back and forth still quietly bouncing, probably thinking of what to say next.

Slowly, Virgil opened his arms, smiling nervously to his crush– lover– whatever they were. He wasn’t all that open to touch, but Roman was so far off from everything else it didn’t matter. The prince smiled, pulling Virgil close to him and pressing a kiss to his magenta-colored hair.

“I’m happy to be your knight as long as you want me to be. Whatever it is that gets thrown our way, I’ll fight for you as you have for me. You deserve to shine every day like you are now.”

“Jesus, Princey. You already made your dramatic love declaration, but... thank you. I want you to be happy too.”

The two held each other, and for the moment, everything was okay. No dark sides, no fear, no challenging life debates. It was unescapable, of course, but it didn’t matter. They could survive and fight this hell of a world. They could make the other realize how lovable they were. Because they had each other.

#Sanders Sides #Prinxiety #Roman Sanders #Virgil Sanders #prinxiety fic #your validation. hand it over SDLCVFH #ugh bye im gonna cry about this #Virgil's Volumes

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rsitb-second-account · 3 years

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The Thing About Guardian Angels~ Chapter 2

Previous /// next

Since I’ve decided that Logan is God in this au, I’m making it intrulogical (but in a QPR). How did they get together? I guess we’ll never know, or maybe we will. I might write a one shot about it, but don’t expect anything.

Virgil is just happy to see Patton and Patton is happy to see him. The humans are confused. Some other things happen and- well, you’ll see.. :)

Remember! If you like the story, Please Reblog!

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Virgil had managed to convince Janus early on in the whole thing that he was one of those cats that needed daily walks, like dogs. With a bit of magic, he was able to get out of the harness easily, which was a crucial element to his and Patton’s plan. As the tall human readied the harness, Virgil sent a quick message to his wonderful significant other “soon” He said, as ominously as he could, earning a giggle from Patton.

“C’mon Virgil, you gonna co-operate today? Hmm?” Janus baby-talked, fastening the harness and the leash and leading Virgil towards the door, to which the angel happily complied, wanting to see Patton again. Janus was evidently confused at the compliance, not used to Virgil doing what he was supposed to.

“okaay... then...?” He spoke, seemingly to himself, leading Virgil towards the door. The black cat ran towards the outside, meowing impatiently at the human.

As Janus started walking towards a large field, Virgil readied himself to see his boyfriend and lead their humans together. Once they got to a spot that he knew Patton would be able to get to with Roman following, Virgil messaged Patton with one word; “Now” and slipping out of his harness and running to a spot that only a cat or two could fit into, and waited

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Patton was waiting for the signal, waiting for that crucial moment that meant he could see Virgil again. Oh, and help the humans, I guess, but mostly the Virgil thing. He heard the signal and immediately ran out of the house, making sure Roman was following, though not close enough to stop him.

He ran towards the black cat excitedly before shouting Virgil’s name (after making sure he was, in fact, speaking cat and not human. He had made that mistake before..) “VIRGIL!!! I’m so happy to see you! Look! Our plan worked!! See they’re talking to each other!! We should probably get out of here, but then our humans might leave and then we won’t see each other, but oh my goodness the plan worked!! Look look look look!!” Patton rambled excitedly, starting to cuddle against his boyfriend, who just chuckled.

“Yes, Patton, the plan’s working, now lets listen to what they’re saying, so we can determine whether we need to get Remus to help, or if we can do it from here” Virgil laughed also cuddling into Patton in return whilst the humans talked

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Janus sighed, trying to coax Virgil out from under the wall, when a fluffy white cat ran up and also went under the wall. Well that probably wouldn’t be good, Virgil was known to fight everyone, human or cat alike. A good looking man ran up behind the fluffy cat. “Excuse me, my cat just ran under there, can you help?” He asked Janus

“I’m sorry, but I’ve been trying to get my own cat out from under there for the past two minutes” He stared apologetically at the stranger “What’s your name? I’m Janus, and my cat is named Virgil” He held out his hand in greeting, feeling like he should talk to this guy more

“Oh, I’m Roman, and, uh, my cat is, um, my cat is Patton” He said, obviously distracted by something on Janus’ face. ‘Your scars’ his mind taunted ‘he’s looking at your scars’ The tall man decided to ignore the staring, he might not have been staring at the scars after all, and instead crouched down to try see the cats.

Well that was new.. Why was Virgil cuddling with this new cat? Virgil hated physical affection... and other cats..

“Can you see them? Janus, was it? Anyway can you see Patton? Is he okay??” Roman asked, voice laced with concern for his pet cat

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“Both of our cats seem to be cuddling.. I half expected them to get in a fight, Virgil doesn’t tend to enjoy the company of other cats.. or humans, even”

“Oh, so you just knew that your cat was aggressive, and didn’t tell me? What would’ve happened if it didn’t end well?” Roman asked accusingly, causing Janus to sigh. Roman couldn’t help but become entranced by his eyes once again. The light brown, swirled with yellow, making them look gold when the sun hit them right, he almost forgot his anger from the beauty of it. Unfortunately, Janus seemed to think he was staring at something else

“Hey, can you not stare at my scars? I get it, they’re ugly, but you don’t have to stare at them. Or didn’t your mother ever tell you not to be rude?” He snapped, those beautiful eyes now glaring intently, that golden hue now intimidating instead of entrancing, the gorgeous browns now focused entirely on him, though not in the way he would’ve wished.

“I didn’t- I wasn’t-” He stammered, only to get cut off

“Save it, I don’t want to listen to bullshit excuses. I’m only here for my cat, and then I’m leaving, okay?” Janus reached under the wall and not-so-gently pulled Virgil out, ignoring the frantic meowing coming from both cats at the action.

Roman could swear he could see blood on Janus’ arm from the cat’s claws, and he hated everything. He hated how easy he fell in love, he hated how bad he was at communicating, he hated that he snapped first, he hated that he would probably never see this guy again, and the only memory he would have was messing everything up. He hated himself.

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Virgil was harshly pulled from his cuddles with Patton. A quick thought reading of both humans revealed what went wrong. It was all a big misunderstanding that was caused by the plan he created. He was really bad at this. He heard Patton’s voice “Well that could’ve gone better..” he sounded near tears, and Virgil could understand why; this was both of their first missions. Logan had finally trusted them enough to give them a mission, and they were screwing it all up. They had been friends with Logan for two centuries, but they still needed to be good enough to be given humans to care for, and Virgil wondered if he really was good enough.

At the moment, it really didn’t seem like it. Patton seemingly noticed his mood and tried to cheer him up “hey, it’s not over yet. We can see Remus whilst he’s asleep, and ask him to help us. He keeps saying that he’ll help if it’s to do with his brother, and this is definitely to do with Roman, right? So we have the back up plan remember?”

Virgil took a shaky breath (he found it really weird to breathe, why was it so hard?) and agreed “O-okay, we’ll see him tonight, if he even goes to sleep that is..”

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remus-sanders-is-the-bestest · 3 years

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“Don’t be scared, don’t be scared! I don’t want to hurt you!”

I’m going to mix this prompt with the prompt “be careful out there, the human might see you!”

The sides are a family of borrowers: Janus and Patton are parents, Logan is the oldest child, Roman and Remus are the middle children and Virgil is the youngest.

Thomas is the human.

(The twins will be close but do NOT tag as remrom, as they are siblings both in cannon and in my story)

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Roman wished he listened. But he had finally figured out the best way to watch those movies that the bean was so fond of. The bean had moved the tv to a different spot in the room. The perfect spot to watch from an open vent in the bottom corner of the room. And he could still keep an eye on the bean! (Because the vent was really close to the couch where the bean watches cartoons)

When he told the younger borrower what he was going to do, he started flipping out. “No! The human will see you! I won’t let you!” He eventually gave in. “I can’t stop you, can I? Fine but be careful up there,” he had said “the human might see you”

Roman thought back on this bitterly. Of course he didn’t listen to his brother! The one time that he didn’t, he got captured. He felt like it was forever ago, but it was less that two hours. He hadn’t even managed to finish the movie! It might as well of been forever, though, since that’s when Roman thinks he will see his family again. He was trapped in a jar with a human staring at him.

He was as good as dead. He was terrified when the human pulled out his phone, scared that he would call a scientist or an exterminator, someone that would murder his family and himself. He started pressing himself against one of the curved wall of the jar, trying his best to get as far away from the human as possible.

The bean did not seem to notice his obvious terror, just looking at his phone and carrying on dialling whoever he was dialling.

“Nico, I need you to come over here”

“Not that I’m complaining, but why?” the voice from the other end of the line said, and Roman could almost picture someone raising their eyebrows.

“I need a second opinion on whether I am or am not going crazy”

“... fine, but only for you”

Roman was just getting more and more nervous as the short conversation ended. He will be seen by another human. It was then that the bean finally looked over, noticing the visibly upset and panicked state the borrower was in.

“Shit. Um,” Roman flinched at the loud words that were directed at him. Thomas sofened his tone “don’t be scared, don’t be scared! I don’t want to hurt you!”

Roman yelped as Thomas moved his arms. Trying to keep his mind off of the terrifying situation at hand, his mind involuntarily wondered to his family. He and Remus, despite their fights, had never managed to be away from each other for more than 7 hours. Not even in a different room in their small house. They both would be tearing themselves apart from the inside if Roman couldn’t get free or if they didn’t rescue him.

Virgil would blame himself for not alerting his family earlier, despite Roman swearing him to secrecy.

Logan wouldn’t let his mask of calmness fall until alone, just himself or with Remus, Roman suspected. He knew that Logan felt that as the oldest, he had a responsibility to help look after the younger siblings, even if it wasn’t necessary. To Logan, this included not showing weakness.

His dad (Patton) would be a wreck. His papa (Janus) would try to reassure his family but everyone would know that it was near hopeless to try to free him.

Distantly, he could recognise the sound of knocking at the door.

Without realising it, the thoughts about Romans family had reduced him to tears. He didn’t notice until a sob escaped his body.

Still scared out of his mind, Roman let out another sob at the thought of what might happen when the second human catches sight of him. His mind helpfully supplied all the things that Remus had ever said about being captured.

He was snapped out of these thoughts by two pairs of large footsteps. Still crying, he nervously looked up at the two humans. Another sob escaped his body, as he thought about what would happen. Would he be crushed? Eaten? He didn’t know what was going to happen and it was unsettling. He pressed his back against the edge of the glass. He knew that the humans were talking, but he couldn’t hear them through the glass and the thumping of his heart.

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Thomas greeted his boyfriend at the door.

“Hi, there is a tiny person on my table, and I put him in a jar, but he’s terrified and I regret putting him in the jar but I can’t let him out because that means scaring him more by getting super duper close and my reassurances have gotten nowhere so I don’t know if he can understand me. Please help” Thomas rambled quickly.

Nico took a few seconds to process the, quite frankly, unbelievable news. “Okayyyy then? Can I see the ‘tiny person’ and possibly lower his fear levels then?”

Thomas nodded and led Nico to the living room, where there was indeed a tiny person crying to himself in a jar. The small boy looked up hesitantly and let out an audible sob, scrambling to get as far away from the two humans as possible, pressing his impossibly small body into the back of the jar.

“I swear he wasn’t crying when I got up to answer the door”

“I-I think he might be just a tad bit overwhelmed. I’d imagine getting captured by someone so big in comparison to you can’t be very good for mental health. I’m sure that he’ll trust you eventually, but you’ll have to move him to a larger space that isn’t a jar”

They looked at the tiny man, who stared straight back, eyes wide with fear as he obviously didn’t take in a single word being said. It made Thomas pity him, he obviously didn’t know English, so Thomas didn’t know how to communicate with him.

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It was about an hour after this little interaction when the rest of the borrowers got worried. They asked around the small family to see if anyone had seen Roman or knew where he was. When they got to Virgil, he just couldn’t bring himself to lie, and even if he did, his papa had always managed to tell when he was lying.

When he told them, everyone was freaking out, Remus, his dad and his papa mostly. Somehow Logan had stayed calm. At least on the outside.

Remus tried his best to not jump to conclusions, but movies don’t take this long. If they do something apart from each other they always hurry back. He couldn’t help the tears that managed to escape.

Patton broke down crying, one of his kiddos had probably been captured, or worse. He didn’t want to think of the worse option, but the best case scenario was still so bad. Why couldn’t he have protected his son? He was probably the worst dad in existence!

Janus went out to search the tunnels, just in case, but when he was going past the living room, he saw something that crushed the small glimmer of hope that he had. A cage, with two humans staring into it, at something that was so unmistakably a borrower. He would never admit it, but he cried. He had to leave quickly, so he didn’t have the same fate as his son, and so he could inform his family of the terrible news.

He managed to catch Romans eye before he left though, mouthing that they will find a way to get him back home.

After he ran out of sight, from both the borrower and humans, hearing as he collapsed “why do you think he was looking at the vent?”

“That’s where I found him, I think he might want to go back, but I don’t think it would be good for him to leave, it’s probably dangerous in the walls”

“More like you want a pet, or scientific discovery, and don’t care who it affects” Janus grumbled under his breath, hating to admit that that was the most likely reason that they wanted to have his son. They didn’t know the pain that they were causing the family, but Janus thought that they wouldn’t care either way. They were humans for goodness sake.

Humans have never cared about things smaller than them.

When Janus got back to his small house, his face was covered in tears and he could barely get the words out.

“Th-the hum-human— an-and- cage” he collapsed, sobbing into his husbands arms.

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That’s the end. Should I make part two?

Edit: link to part two

#remus sanders #roman sanders #thomas sanders #character thomas #nico flores #janus sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders #borrower virgil #borrower roman #borrower Remus #borrower Janus #borrower Patton #borrower Logan #sanders sides au #sanders sides g/t

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luminous-shifting-vibes · 3 years

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*sequel* to actual fucking quotes from the shiftblr coffeehouse discord server

once again, it's out of context because x1000 funnier

also x1000 longer than previous post

"ur satan is gnc af"

"Bestie I’m already having gender envy over a fucking demon please"

"O_O ODEPIJHFbavevisdpvfhzdcnjawedsidjksjdkoeirjfmkdsoeirujdksodifjndmksoidfjdksidfj ITS" NOT IN MY FRAFTS IS SPEDNT 1 hour PN THAT SHIT"

"AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"ohoho sexy"

"I am very proud of myself"

"himbo x edgy fuck"

"YOU COULD SQUISH HES CHEECKS"

"he has teefs"

"SQUASH"

"good for biting 📷"

"he's a himbo basically"

"B͂̒̄iͫ̍̈tͧ̓ͯè̄̇"

"bifth"

"i havent watched blue exorcist in years but mr okumura my beloved </3"

"MY LIFE QUESTIONS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED"

"is it important information to mention that the person i put up for my turn is the son of satan" "I know like 1 thing about everyone who isnt ranboo lmfao"

"crimes"

"tumblr sexyman"

"idk why but my first thought was cowboy onceler"

"I vibe with him but he is very long and twisty"

"steampunk e-girl"

"steampunk tumblr sexyman"

"Canonically bi crimelord I agree!!"

"OOO FRIEND SHAPED"

"ARTIST SIGHTED"

"they look like someone i would want to be friends with but is way cooler than me so i'd never actually talk to them"

"babby..... would die for him"

"honestly i probably kin him"

"i'm sure he's lovely but he looks way too much like my ex i'm sorry-"

"i'd be down for another rotation! i have another twink to show y'all"

"Also :00 blonde friend"

"Let us all infodhmo"

"Hsjagdvbs shhh im on phone"

"Nix woukd you like to joon?

"skitters away"

"I have two braincells and they both drink dumb bitch juice"

"oof wait whats the order again i have 0 memory"

"i want to bond with him over cosplay-"

"Awkwardly watches in band kid"

"One day I'm gonna a broadway star"

"which isnt to say they were bad. they were just fortnite dancing during rehersals"

"I threw it so hard my glasses flew off and slid under the stage right divider"

"anyway heres my boi"

"emo"

"haha emo"

"virgil sanders kinnie"

"he looks like he listens to my chemical panic at the fallout boy"

"Bro I bet he'd kick my ass with his deck"

"bird man my beloved"

"fuck i had so much to say and then i forgot it all"

"Birds!!"

"guiguhuh"

"crabrave"

"She sounds like someone I would end up stealing her personality"

"yess name collector gang"

"alias glass aiden haven absinthe fish brick rice"

"But I have Cypress, Remure, Genesis, Lemres, and Comet"

"And she's named after a mars candy bar bc alien"

"Hey, if plato went by plato, you can be king thief"

"im not dissing my gramma like that shfojd"

"My dad has seven legal names" "bitches be like *looks at fictional character* *steals their name* it's us we're bithces"

"coraline lowkey traumatized me but i adore it regardless"

"mmmmmm magic man :]"

"°0° green man"

"criminal (affectionate)"

"he would shoplift a candy bar from walmart and then brag to all of his friends about the sick stealing he did"

"despite the fact he's canonically been capable of overpowering a minor deity"

"i would commit so many crimes for him"

"Very babey"

"Yes please tell green man he is very pog"

"he also keeps a lot of dumb secrets"

"but I will sorely miss the chaos and energy of this here chat until I wake again" (by request XD)

"i just say words and if they're funny then they're funny"

"* or extremly chaotic either works"

"at this point we are just taking turns rambling"

"oH--"

"bc my brain has a schedule"

"Hopefully they have gyoza there or I will lose my mind"

"hehe yes spooky man"

"my ghost glucose guardian"

"the head of the undead group that lives there, and we end up dating. (yes I date a ghost, no I will not be taking constructive criticism /lh)"

"ghosts r just inherently sexy"

"i mean im becoming a squid thing so"

"Raven quirk raven quirk!!"

"ł â m p"

"łæmp"

"mothman: ooh lamp you look very nice today! do you come here often? mothman: wait shit no"

"I'd date a ghost"

"mine is still accurate, i am still sobbing (/j)"

"p e e p e e"

""@nick wilde is a tumblr sexyman" is the best thing i have ever seen"

"im sorry im cackling like a dying hyena"

"you're all 12 year olds"

"PEENIE"

"He once caused global warming on accident so he could get a tan"

"god, what a himbo. i love him"

"that reminds me of my friends kin assigned me jesus"

"Man outside of battle be like: princely crying but then in battle hes like: "CATACLYSM! DISASTER! DEVASTATION!" Chill out man"

"Every time I talk about satan it never fails to shock people it's my favorite thing to do"

"im kin assigning him roman sanders" ""Oh yeah he caused global warming because he wanted to get girls" "he what""

"oh damn i forgot satan was straight"

"twink appreciation club"

"give us the twinks"

"my first thought was bottom-"

"so many people to try and get his dad to love him"

"daddy issued"

"OH MY GOD ITS WILBUR"

"Big boy but"

"anyways janus is swagggg"

"........................."

"gib twink"

"give twink then i will share"

"holds him gentle like hamburger"

"This dumb bitch opened a book that said "do not open" and got possessed by a little bastard"

"he is. fragile creachur"

"klug is beauty klug is grace i would let him step on my face"

"If I'm playing swap and I have to hear one more "Pwanet Powew" Im gonna lose it"

"Who is to blame? Pandora or the box?"

"Bakugo isnt my type but I respect the drip"

"i say like my type isnt long-haired pretty boys and girls that look so gnc that people have a history of confusing them for men"

"hes a gremlin and i can appreciate a pretty gremlin"

"that is to say i am attracted to VFlower vocaloid. This is a confession."

"note i am a lesbian"

"You may like Schezo wegey"

"why does he have one single expression"

"soul soul eater passes the vibe check"

"magic wand"

"I Want To Hold His Hand"

"i would commit a war crime for him any war crime idc which one"

"my favorite one is when he sounded rlly gay because he said "Muscular bodies keep me satisfied""

"p e a n u t"

"Klug is a homophobic homosexual its just facts"

"grug from the croods is peak male performance"

"jaw drops to floor, eyes pop out of sockets accompanied by trumpets, heart beats out of chest, awooga awooga sound effect, pulls chain on train whistle that has appeared next to head as steam blows out, slams fists on table, rattling any plates, bowls or silverware, whistles loudly, fireworks shoot from top of head, pants loudly as tongue hangs out of mouth, wipes comically large bead of sweat from forehead, clears throat, straightens tie, combs hair Ahem, you look very lovely."

"tag yourself im the fireworks shooting from the top of the head"

"i like essays"

"central time gang"

"11:11 pog-" (wait... is that a suprise angel number?? yes it is lovelies just for you <3)

"Then again im also a dumbass bitch who wonders what the souls in soul eater taste like. SERIOUSLY THOUGH. THEY LOOK TASTY AS HELL!!!! LIKE GODDAMN BRO YOU'RE MAKING ME FUCKING HUNGRY. Like. that shit- it's Bone Apple motherfucking Teeth. hell yea my guy. Im hongy now.... shlorp I'm seriously considering this. Like. They seem kinda like a liquid? But a solid? Are they like jello? The fuck they taste like my guy???? I keep imagining they're like sour, like sour candy maybe? Or do they taste salty? Sweet? Maybe some combo of two? Do they even have a taste or is it about the texture? The sensation? God my mouth is watering what the hell. I am starving. I think I need to go get a cookie. I'm gonna go get a cookie. Brb. I'm better. I'm still craving souls though. Which is a weird-ass cringey thing to say but I'm being dead-ass rn. They just.... look tasty???? And I wanna eat one. Thus. I am shifting to Soul Eater for the express purpose of satisfying my fucking cravings. enjoy"

"points were made"

"jello? more like helloooo schloooAHFJDSDAIDWNALDHSJKDAIDANDM"

"WAIT I THINK I HAVE AN ANIME GIRL BITING VIDEO TOO"

"anime girl voice: mmm! mm... ahhhhmp!! mmm, mmm... aaahmp!"

"i think it sounds great i'm going to start eating like that"

"several people are typing"

"do these look edible to you"

"forbidden gummies"

"when I was on lsd I couldn't eat my fruit gummies because I thought they were alive because they had little faces on them"

"oh shit yeah don't do drugs"

"anyways general consensus is puyos are edible, ty for your input everyone"

"everypony is a word so powerful it can bring nations to its knees"

"pls the self control it's taking me not to say "hewwo everypony" in gen chat when someone new joins-"

"hewwo evewrypony uwu deaw cewestia i hopwe it doewsnt wain owo"

"ive cooked up a sowution wiwth the knowwege ive acwued. they say a kitcwen time saves niwne, but im just savwing two. Ive gathewwed the inwedients to make a time sowbet. Thewe's hawdly woom fow seconds when the seconds mewt away."

"I had a ten year old sister... you know what happened to her??? very sad, very tragic... she turned eleven....."

"NIIICE"

"Guts dont say the secks word :( /j"

"watch your fucking language in front of the president"

"im so sorry lumi"

"i think you're like ehhhh 8/10 funny"

"now me???? 10/10. Hilarious"

"sometimes i have to take a step back and remember that this is the same guts i follow on tumblr /lh"

""ok every here's some good shifting advice!!! uwu have a good day" "yeah i did lsd and ate fruit gummies""

"i have one setting and it's whatever this is"

"my bitch ass cat just pushed the door open with his fuzzy face and now my sleeping dad is being lulled into dreams by Cosmo Sheldrake's 'Pliocine'."

"me on discord: nick wilde"

"me on tumblr: shifting water! haha funne! me on here: my hermit crabs are cannibals also i want to eat souls."

"im sorry yOUR VIBESA RE JUST SO DIFFERNT"

"u give off older cousin ive never spoken to but always admire at the family gatherings vibes"

"what the fuck"

"BC I HAVE LIBERTU"

"If you adopt me then yes"

"am I qualified for dad jokes???"

"we're all a lot smarter on tumblr"

"I'm like "awww... sweet... sweet little shiftlings... posting such sweet shiftling content... so pure, so wholesome... does not even know abcs....""

"can't think before you speak if you never think B)"

"I'm not responsible enough to be a mom"

"cat pet"

"show us pictures of the cat or i will do Crime"

"maybe thats me being a coward tho"

"MOTH!!!! MOTH MY BELOVED"

if y'all want I can make this a series bc shiftblr keeps giving me more content

#tw drugs #tw swearing #tw cannibalism #tw crime #tw food #tw homophobia #shitpost #out of context #out of context quotes #lumi's quotes

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sunshades · 2 years

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Hey! Tell me about your favorite dnd character please :]

OH ANON... thank u for objectively one of the best questions to receive & sorry because this means u saw me rambling on ur dash way too often 🤐 lets go

I HAVE A COUPLE from games i've been playing... both around 2yrs now! i also keep little tags for aesthetic for em so honey, tiare!

miss honeywort..... lvl 5 wildfire druid aasimar! i'd love to share more cleaner art but! i have this lil old art and more recent doodle of her as well as beloved dm iggy's art they made for my bday 🥰💞💞!!!

conceptualized while i was listening to six the musical too often, then vibe wise she went more on a victorian novel side-- i went with the (YEAH ITS CLICHE I KNOW) memory loss plot but tried making up for it by giving a lot of Vibes about this... murky past, i thought a lot about stuff like bronte novels and frankenstein... betrayed by her bethroted and separated from divinity and the memories of her past, POSSIBLY DROWNED AND KILLED, ready to do Anything to get revenge and all of her life back, and then... SHE ACTUALLY BECAME REALLY NICE AND CARING JUST KIND OF A #WEIRDWOMAN? not really the reasonable one of the party but... well sometimes she has to be EJDKKS she also became the team healer since she's the only spellcaster, and she's not very good at it but >:) i think thematically it's very nice as it leans in the fire druid vibe of like... the cycle of death and rebirth 🤔 we still get by okay since it's a homebrew rp heavy campaign, we solve lots of mysteries and fun sidequests so i get to use a lot of spells which is (chefs kiss) especially since druid is one of my favorite classes..! the main plot is super fun as well it plays with the party starting off as like. VARIOUS PETTY LITTLE CRIMINALS and then discovering they're prophetized heroes, and slowly learning how to be good people... starting with trying to save a little girl. which is still a work in progress but. dm immediately got me very attached to all npcs involved both in and out of character SO we gotta make it now. no way around it!!

THEN ME BOY tiare.... lvl 6 elf (half eladrin half... miscellaneous) blood hunter (lycan)!! double whammy, messy older and messy more recent art GDHBNJKFS

w them i started like... i wanna do the tough guy with a heart of gold trope, and itd show with GYHDSF dyeing naturally pink hair from a fey bloodline into black. was in the middle of watching the witcher and fresh off an fma reread so it was already taking a certain direction... then my friends went and made em some family drama WHILE I SLEPT which ended up making em more of an ed elric and gerome firedemblem kinnie than previously planned complete with "parent dead b4 the start of the game wont stop haunting your narrative" and "depressed father is such a miserable little man"- the fall out w said father ended up being part of why they started hiding being half eladrin, cut any ties with their family and changing their hair and name (from mithra and its GDHJFG kind of a pun cuz thats close to the roman miter and tiarella flowers are called false miterworts... 😐) as well as hm kinda their whole personality like he used to be a populargirl cheerleader and now acts like he hates friendship so JDJDKSK the camp he's in is another hb one where we're working as adventures trying to become heroes so theres hm... a lot of the theme of being true to urself which 🥺 makes interactions w other pcs and npcs get very interesting and cute... im looking forward to getting em to open up more and get pink and appreciative of their heritage especially since i myself am very fond of their story since it was done together w some of my dearest friends 🫂

i do make a bunch of new guys all the time for oneshots or just for fun but these are my blorbos..... im glad they ended up in the campaigns and with the dms they did because rly nothing makes u get attached and ready to write lots like other lovly people who want to join u and do the same so i'm really thankful for them... anyway!! ty for the ask and for reading this far if u did it's always fun to share this kinda stuff!! 😊💕

#anonymous #ask the bell #dnd #WHEN I SEE POPULAR DND BLOGGERS ALWAYS TALK BACK AND FORTH W THEIR MUTUALS ABT CHARAS THEY DONT EVEN PLAY TOGETHER IM LIKE OOOO I WANT THAT #and like IDK WHO OF MY MUTUALS EVEN PLAYS OR WANTS TO SHARE STUFF so thank u anon with this im starting to throw my kids out into the world #anyway..... AH yeah the rumors are true i cant stop naming people after flowers. its mostly just vibes i dont necessarily associate em w*#the specific flower. (motions around in a hippie way) its the vibes dude......#dnd:citron #dnd:tyriniam

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King of Gotham | Roman Sionis

Request: GOOD EVENING how r u today i would absolutely love love love to request a headcanon or oneshot about the big man roman b. sionis getting all stroppy and therefore being a clingy/stroppy bastard // @rosionis

warnings: lots of language cos it’s Roman, tiny bit of angst, hint at touched starved!roman

word count: 1.4k

a/n: first time writing for Roman, let me know what you think. Hope you enjoy!!

Sunlight streamed through your window, an unwelcome interruption to your peaceful slumber. It was morning and now you were awake. You reached your arm across the blankets, expecting to be met with the warm, solid body of your lover, but instead you felt nothing but a cold empty space. The realisation that your boyfriend wasn’t sleeping next to you kickstarted your brain and you quickly sat up in the king sized bed. Looking around, everything seemed in place - the half-full glass of water still on the nightstand, the expensive watches and rings positioned carefully on the dresser, designer suits hanging untouched in the walk-in closet. So where was he? It was too early for business meetings, surely.

However, before you could even open your mouth to call for Roman, a sharp noise echoed harshly through the penthouse. It sounded like something smashing. Oh no. Wrapping a silky robe around your frame, you padded down the corridor, following the increasingly agitated shouting. A tantrum of this magnitude could only come from one man - Roman Beauvais Sionis. He thinks himself the King of Gotham, but really he’s just the King of overreacting. Though of course you’d never tell him that. You don't think he would appreciate it very much.

Turning the corner, you came face to face with the source of the outburst. The subject of Roman’s rage was a terrified delivery driver, slowly backing away out of the door and looking like he was about to burst into tears at any moment.

“How dare you? How fucking dare you?” Roman’s usually smooth voice was screaming in anger, bulging veins in his neck and clenched fists showing the extent of his frustration.

“I ordered Sauvage!” he pointed furiously at the shattered glass spread across the penthouse floor. You assumed that the mess had been an expensive Dior aftershave bottle only a few moments ago.

“And this is…” Roman glanced down at the glass again. “I don’t even know what the fuck this is!”

“Erm, it’s, um, Fahrenheit, sir,” the driver managed to choke out.

“Well I didn’t ask for fucking Fahrenheit, did I?” Roman was practically roaring at this point, and you decided it would be best to step in now before the poor delivery man got hurt.

You placed yourself between him and the driver, resting your hands on your boyfriend’s broad shoulders and rubbing circles lightly into his skin with your thumbs, a technique that usually helped to calm him down.

“Roman, baby, it’s ok,” you cooed softly, trying to get him to look at you. “He’s just the driver, it’s not his fault.”

Roman’s gaze snapped to yours, a fire still burning in his eyes. Oh no. That was a mistake.

“Are you taking his side? Seriously?” he spat, pulling away from your touch.

“No, of course not Romy, you know that’s not what I meant,” you backpedaled desperately. “How about we go to the mall tomorrow and get you the right one then? That sound like a plan?” He just huffed a confirmation and turned on his heel, stalking back to the living room. Looking over your shoulder, you realised the driver had made a quick exit during your conversation. Good for him, you thought.

“You see, this is just the last straw for me, it really is,” Roman’s shouts echoed from down the hall. Rolling your eyes, you headed towards him. “This delivery company, they’re just utterly crap! You want to know what happened last week?”

You knew exactly what happened last week, but Roman was on a roll now and stopping him would only make it worse - you knew this from experience.

“I ordered my usual face scrub, you know only the one that I’ve been getting for the past five years! And what got delivered? Face wash! Fucking face wash! And not even face wash that I like! Can you fucking believe it?”

You were used to Roman’s outbursts by now and knew that he always managed to work himself up to the point of exploding when things didn’t go his way. Like a highly strung racing horse, the slightest mishap could set him off into a frenzy, his mind completely clouded by anger and rage. But you also knew how to bring him back down to earth. Or at least you hoped you did.

Business was stressful at the moment, that was for sure. A string of deals had turned sour recently as rumours of Roman’s dislike of the Joker had spread throughout the city. Roman would retreat bitterly from the club after each agreement with a potential partner went wrong, tension obvious in his shoulders, brows furrowed in irritation. Maybe that’s where these tantrums were stemming from. The club was Roman’s life - he needed it to work or his hopes of becoming King of Gotham were ruined.

He needed some support.

“You know the business deal tonight is gonna be fine, right?” you interrupted Roman’s incessant rambling, trying to cut through the fog of his rage.

He was silent for a moment, fists clenching repeatedly at his sides.

“Of course I do. I’m the King of Gotham, aren’t I?” he raised his arms, a wide grin spreading across his face, but you could tell it was just a facade. His glassy eyes told you everything, the stress and anxiety obvious in the way his gaze darted across your face, searching for any sign of validation. Current events were definitely getting to him more than he was letting on.

“Roman?”

“What?” he barked, wringing his hands in frustration.

“Do you want a hug?” you asked gently.

“What? A hug? Why the fuck would I want a hug? Who do you think I am, some fucker who -”

“Roman.” cocking an eyebrow, you folded your arms across your chest. You weren’t backing down now. If he really wanted your love, he just needed to let himself take it.

He huffed, looking at the floor. A barely audible mutter came from his mouth.

“What was that?” His walls were coming down slowly, you could tell, he just needed one final push.

“I said fine,” Roman sighed, finally looking up at you. “Please just give me a fucking hug.”

His voice was small and weak, but you could see the tension drain from his muscles as you stepped towards him and wrapped your arms carefully around his waist, leaning your head into the crook of his neck.

He buried his head in your hair, breathing in your scent and pulling you closer to him. He’d never admit it, but Roman loved holding you and he loved it when you held him, so long as you were touching in some way. A chaotic upbringing and an emotionally unavailable family had meant he never received much affection as a child. Since you came into his life and brought new feelings of tenderness and warmth, Roman had discovered that he positively craved your touch. However, he had to keep up appearances as a respectable crime lord and showing that softer side of him too much just couldn't happen.

But for a moment he let himself relax into your embrace.

Just for now, he told himself. Just for a little while.

“How about I sit with you tonight at the table?” you whispered softly. “I’ll be there to calm you down.”

His hand moved up and down your back slowly, rubbing circles into your skin while he thought over your proposition. It would certainly calm his nerves if he knew you would be there, he could grab your hand to ground himself at any time.

Pulling his head up from your neck, Roman smiled at you.

“Yes. I’d love to have you there. And I’m sorry that I’m so difficult sometimes. You know how I get.”

His eyes softened as he took you in. You, the only person who he wanted to be better for. The person who had brought light and laughter into his previously cold and lifeless penthouse. The only person he’d ever love.

“It’s okay, Romy. I know you’ll always come back to me.”

He nudged his nose in your hair again, wrapping his arms around you as tightly as he could. He needed this moment of peace.

Roman may be on his way to becoming the King of Gotham, but he would be no one without you by his side as his queen.

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