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alphie-in-the-sky · 1 year
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444names · 1 year
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werewolf forenames + home appliances + constellations
Adall Adif Adma Adolan Adolf Adolfens Aiconax Aictaulf Ainus Aionax Airos Amaccoff Amanus Amarker Amen Amengan Amer Ameroux Amine Amona Anher Anno Antled Aquada Aquadolf Aquilepo Aquum Arci Ardalum Argoll Ariahin Ariepres Arik Arios Arirfryun Arodolf Arolfris Aronisi Artaurus Ater Aulf Auricoodo Auridi Aurker Bachgrux Bachin Bachinor Bardraler Bardrall Beculeus Bled Blelacca Bleonis Bleus Boiler Boilher Boilio Botelook Boter Botersaga Boöteatio Brater Breddynx Bressurux Caentis Cakasus Caker Calai Calle Calphess Candall Candolf Cane Cangle Cans Canus Cashus Cashwate Caster Cebox Ceia Ceiaha Cepfryer Cepu Cescenter Cescooker Chaik Chakeran Cham Cher Chindi Chingle Chot Chtona Chtor Cledi Clelan Cleo Cleuleill Clevilher Cloker Colf Cond Cone Conix Conolpens Conor Cook Cooker Copavell Copecopis Crolf Cronis Cros Crudi Crus Cruser Culfgas Deegan Deess Delamp Deler Difirdolf Difirous Difiryer Disha Dolf Dolfa Dolfo Dolptor Dolum Doramwolf Dowfaolf Dradi Draff Dryer Equulf Equum Esdraous Eyfrilks Fancall Fangunn Fanornrio Fansam Fanus Faolf Fardralup Fell Felupo Fiephun Fier Fiessus Fook Fooker Franaios Friger Frill Frine Frios Frius Fryer Fryeran Fryun Futumba Geidoloul Geif Geilian Gemajor Gricolf Gririg Grux Guntell Haion Haker Heani Herci Hobo Hobother Hoen Hoengansa Honaioh Honoran Hotwolan Hrolph Hromer Hron Hronis Hros Hydradolf Hydrater Hydrolf Hydryer Indi Indrus Inuser Irfryer Ivaccor Kerolf Keyfralan Lacutum Lance Landolf Leaticuum Leia Leiana Leif Leilis Lele Lessin Levilinor Libranus Lion Logius Look Lowela Lowelok Lowulf Lump Lupegan Luper Lupotpla Luppu Lyaless Lyalph Lyalupus Lyralup Lyrandrai Machana Macor Maene Maenia Maens Mahaan Mainescor Mairog Major Majornus Makemer Maker Makocer Malan Mang Manix Mans Marcooker Marin Marium Marka Melph Mens Mine Mingfan Minor Minus Moher Monopeian Moule Moulf Moupo Mouppic Moupu Moux Muler Muleusey Mulf Nala Nornrice Ocepo Ocer Ocessus Octies Odolfor Odolini Odster Odwolf Oilis Oilks Oill Olph Olphindis Opium Opius Ornus Ovener Panda Panessum Parik Pater Pecue Peirolf Pemer Phaaiyuk Pheamer Pictis Pishees Piuchan Pium Piump Pius Piuser Preadolf Preki Pres Presve Puscue Pyxishino Radalis Radmaen Radolfgan Raffle Raner Ranian Ranus Raoloker Raoupus Raous Raoux Rapreki Rate Reff Rens Repfris Repo Ress Resvens Retum Reus Rezsolf Ridis Rion Rona Rovel Rowater Rudolcan Rudolf Rudor Saga Sagium Samaelan Samana Sangmaker Scaelaaik Sceidolf Scessump Scue Seffeegan Semaches Serbox Serdalio Serpegans Setroma Seus Sewolf Seyfryer Shdryer Sheespres Siner Solfan Somaker Stell Surker Sursanall Talar Tall Talum Tanuntler Tasher Tchana Tchoen Teater Tela Terdryer Teron Tiope Toass Tornricer Tran Tranus Trolf Trolfga Trolfo Tromaha Tumin Turepus Turiump Tursam Udif Uleo Ules Ulfres Ulmaroup Ulper Ulricer Ulteater Ulter Ulum Uluper Ulvackbo Ulvell Urentel Uridiger Urkemaker Urudolf Urus Urux Vackboill Vaco Vardra Vecona Velous Vena Vene Vilher Vilkashon Vill Visingand Vulf Vulphump Vulupus Waff Waik Waionoce Wais Waiyukas Washa Washeate Washer Wasso Waster Wasus Watelum Water Wave Wavela Wavolfene Wicerpius Wolf Wolfgan Wolfryer Woliaha Woll Wolph Wooker Ylooker
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rosesisupposes · 4 years
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Fake Fic Title: So Sue Me
:)))))) i love to be pandered to by my wife with law puns
Janus is a FLIRT
With everyone
it started because they just really wanted to prove that they could fluster the entire friend group (Lo, Virge, Ro, Pat, Remy, AND Emile)
Some are easier than others - like Pat, who goes giggly at a single wink, or Roman, who just needs a kiss on the hand to go full 😳😳
Some take a little more work, but Janus figures out that even the “unflusterable” Remy can become speechless ((spoiler: fae’re really susceptible to neck massages
Logan and Virgil got wind of it and are determined to be immune
Which only makes Janus more determined to figure out exactly how to reduce them to blushing messes
At a certain point, though, even Janus can’t pretend it’s just about proving they’re the most effective flirt
They’ve caught feelings for the whole group
ask bait: send me a made-up fic title and i’ll tell you what i’d write with it
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sandersdelinquents · 6 years
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The Group
High school delinquent au, polyamsanders, found family
Warnings: swearing, mild violence, slight innuendo
Sum: Introducing Logan to the misfits and learning how to punch
Logan isn’t too sure exactly what he’s doing. He knows what he’s doing of course. He’s walking, following, some kid in his grade as they guide him through the small brush of woods that is connected to the school after he got punched in the face by that unbelievably barbaric jock that had the nerve to tell Logan he was wrong during class. Sure Logan made a comment on his lack of wit in return but that’s not the point. 
No the question comes as to why he’s following some kid in his grade after he got punched in the face into the woods that he’s never explored and could get lost in. He doesn’t even remember their name.
At this point, he’s too done to care.
“Yo assholes!” The kid, Declan? Damien? Logan isn’t too sure what his name is, calls out after a few minutes of walking in silence. Logan looks up through his mess of hair to see two more people through the clearing. One waves wildly, his shirt is a bold red and ripped up in a peculiar pattern that Logan is sure isn’t necessary, while the other lounges on the ground, but not the ground, a mass of outdoor pillows and a blanket. Upon further inspection the blanket is one of many on a large piece of wood.
“Hey Dee who’s the nerd?” The one on the ground asks, lazily waving once they’re close enough. They wear a soft leather jacket and sunglasses even though the sun is very hidden behind the trees. Logan scowls at the ground at the name.
“Logan, he got punched in the face so I brought him here,” Dee says in return, introducing Logan cause at this current point in time, he’s not in the mood to do it himself. He doesn’t particularly care for any of these people, barely knows them, why bring him here?
“Didn’t think you’d be one for pity there Dee~” The one in red coos and smirks and Logan can’t help the glare that settles on his face. Anger bubbles up far faster than he wishes it would and he clenches his fists at his sides.
“Okay he looks like he’s about ready to punch me in the face,” The one in red backs up a little, putting his hands up in mock surrender. The one on the ground laughs. It doesn’t quell Logan’s anger enough.
“Funny you should mention that Roman. Teach him how so he doesn’t get beat up again,” Dee says haughtily, throwing himself down on the blankets and laying on the other one there.
“What?!” Both Logan and this Roman shout at the same time. They both stare at each other for a moment, Roman scanning Logan’s face where a bruise is forming on his jaw, then sighs. Logan takes a step back as Roman comes closer but realizing Roman is trying to stand beside him, holds still.
“So start with your stance, you want to make yourself stable as possible,” Roman tells him plainly, spreading his feet apart and bending just a little at the knees to get himself to proper position. Logan just stares back at him, dumbfounded for once in his life.
“What?” He says again. Roman huffs and goes back to his full height, a twist in his mouth.
“Do you want to learn how to punch or not?” He asks, crossing his arms and tapping his foot impatiently. Logan goes back to glaring at him.
“I’m not going to punch someone,” The idea sounds tempting though. Roman scoffs and goes back down to his proper stance and stares at Logan annoyingly until he copies though not without plenty of grumbling.
“Good, now you never actually want to punch someone in the face, face bones are hard and will probably break your fingers.” Roman tells him and Logan knows this.
“I know that,” He says bitterly.
“Oh good, so then you’ll probably also know that the heel of your hand actually works a lot better and if you ram into the underside of someone’s nose you’ll probably break it,” Roman is smirking wildly as if excited by the idea. Logan looks to his feet and shifts them about. What is the point of this?
“So when you move you want to move with your whole body, and jut your hand up.” Roman demonstrates and bounces just a little as his hand shoots forward, fingers curled back and palm straight up. He smiles down at Logan who doesn’t smile back.
“I know that,” Logan says again.
“Then do it,” Dee says from the blanket. Logan offers him a small glare and does what Roman asked of him into the open air. Roman pushes at his arms a little, at his body, moving him just enough to give him the proper stance as he does the move again and again. Dee gives input from the ground, a smile on his face at how well Logan is doing.
“Same principle applies if you do want to punch someone, it’s more of a knee jerk reaction to curl your fist when you want to fight so aim for the throat or eyes, maybe mouth but that could result in bite marks,” Roman makes a disgusted face at his own phrase then leans down and holds up his back pack in front of Logan.
“Hit me,” Roman says and Logan doesn’t need to be told twice. He strikes the back pack and recoils, shaking out his hand.
“Ow,” He says to himself. Roman laughs, gives him praise, and keeps the back pack in front of him. Logan his it with his fist and with his palm a few time, getting used to actually striking something harder. Dee and Roman cheer for him.
“It won’t matter anyway,” Logan grits out through clenched teeth after a few hits. He’s panting and he feels good, really good. There’s been so much anger built up inside him and this is providing an outlet. Roman rolls his eyes dramatically, dropping the backpack. There’s a laugh from the blanket.
“Why won’t it?” The person, not Dee, asks and Logan is still trying to remember what their name is.
“Because if I am caught in the same position I was today, I will be outnumbered, and one punch will not save me a further beating,” He hisses. Dee and the other laugh.
“Yeah, you’ll get the shit kicked out of you, but those two seconds before they realize you actually hit them back, are going to be sooo worth it.” They yawn and stretch out lazily, curling around a pillow. Dee rips it out from under them and they whine loudly.
“Well lets give him something real to practice on, come on Rem stand up,” Dee is prodding and poking now. Rem, Remy, Logan knows of him but the school is large and they’ve never really talked before. Remy continues to whine even as Roman and Dee both grab his arms and haul him to his feet. Once there Remy yawns wide, sticking his hands in his pockets and standing in front of Logan with a lazy smirk on his face, sunglasses abandoned to the blanket.
“I’m not going to punch you,” Logan says forcefully. Remy shrugs.
“Dude come on Remy can take a hit,” Roman cheers, him and Dee standing by giddily like they get presents today. Logan looks at Remy and he feels no need for this. Until Remy opens his mouth that is.
“Are you serious right now?” He mocks. Logan’s eye twitches.
“After all this you’re not even going to hit me? Roman and Dee must have filled your head with mush. They’ve been saying you can punch but honestly I don’t think so. Nah you’re just some lame ass stupid mother fucker nerd who can’t do a god damn-” THWACK.
Logan hisses and pulls back his hand, rubbing and shaking it out from the impact. Remy stumbles from the hit, his foot catching and he drops to the ground, holding his face with both his hands and whining.
“Aw god damn it,” Remy says quietly, removing his hand from his face to blink up at Logan, and a small smile. Logan swallows hard, looking at his hand then back to Remy.
“Nice one,” Remy says and then proceeds to crawl his way over to the blanket and stare at the sky with plenty of whining.
“Dude yes!” Roman cries out and tackles Logan in a hug. Logan pushes him off but Roman holds tight, shaking him back and forth. Dee laughs from his spot, trying hard not to mock Remy’s pain but he’s not succeeding very well.
“That was so good,” Dee cheers, enjoying the mayhem that just happened. Logan looks to his hand again. It hurts and is a little red but it felt, really good. It’s probably not a good thing to be feeling good for punching someone but he feels better. He hasn’t felt better in a long time.
“Virgil is going to be so jealous,” Remy remarks, looking up at his phone and poking at his face. There’s a bruise forming on his cheek. Logan makes a note to aim higher cause he’s short.
“Jealous of what exactly?” A new voice. Logan snaps his head up to three more people coming through the woods. He recognizes Patton and Emile, both in a few of his classes, but the other not so much. Must be Virgil, he has a reputation.
Remy removes his phone and sits up, showing off his newly forming bruise. Virgil’s jaw drops.
“What no fair I want one!” Virgil looks over to Roman and Dee who both point him towards Logan. Logan swallows hard as Virgil stares at him, looking him up and down. Suddenly a smirk crawls across his face and he slinks closer, his black and purple hoodie falling off one shoulder as he slides himself into Logan’s personally space and wraps his arms over his shoulders.
“Care to give me a mark?” He asks lowly and Logan twists up his face in confusion at whatever the hell Virgil may or may not be implying. At his expression Virgil laughs and backs up a step, pulling his jacket back around his shoulders.
“Aw I guess not. Too bad. It looks like a good bruise but coming from you?” Virgil teases and Logan glares at him.
“I highly doubt it I mean, you’re like what the biggest brainiac in the whole school? What you spend most of your time at home studying how to be an even better teacher’s pet? You couldn’t even-” THWACK.
Logan shakes out his hand again, his punch landing better this time, his knuckles more so hitting Virgil’s eye than his cheek. Virgil doesn’t fall like Remy does but does take a few steps back, clutching at his face. He pants hard for a few seconds then looks up smiling, eye red from being struck.
“That was awesome,” He says then immediately collapses to the blankets. Patton gasps hard.
“Virge!” He cries out and drops to the cushioned area they have created, careful not to crush any of the others due to his height and size. He pulls a small cooler out of nowhere and yanks out some ointment from inside.
“Pattoncake relax it’s just gunna be a black eye I’ve had worse,” Virgil says plainly, but still lets Patton fuss over him. Emile giggles, Remy’s head on his lap as he runs his fingers through his hair. Remy has no problems being fussed over, welcoming Patton’s doting with a wide smile.
“That was fantastic!” Is all warning Logan receives as an arm is slung over his shoulder, pulling him into Roman’s chest in an awkward side hug. He doesn’t push away this time, more shocked that they seem to have enjoyed being punched.
“It was quite the sight to see~” Dee coos and then there’s an arm snaking around his waist. Sure Logan knows he should pull away from the two of them cuddling and hanging on him, maybe apologize to Remy and Virgil for hitting them, but they’re all smiling, talking plainly as if nothing happened.
“So I think, Logan can be our wrath,” Remy says from around a yawn. There’s a collective gasp and then Emile is moving Remy’s head to Patton’s lap and running over to Logan. He takes his hands in his and smile at him brightly.
“Would you please?!” Emile’s smile is contagious and it seems everyone else is smiling because of him. Logan blinks at him hard, confused but there’s something warm in his chest making itself known.
“I- I suppose I could?” He says as more of a question. Emile squeals happily and throws his arms around Logan for a quick hug, then dances his way back over to the pile on the blankets. Logan is so confused.
“Come on dork,” Dee says and Logan allows himself to be dragged over and sat down, someone’s head immediately going to his lap and another to his shoulder. He’s not sure what to do but no one seems to mind. He’s not sure if he wants to know what being their ‘wrath’ means, but with them all smiling at him and telling him openly he’s welcome to join them anytime, he figures it might not be a bad thing.
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Is there something you're curious about? Don't hesitate to send in an ask and find out~ Any questions about the boys and their lives will be answered with fic!
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oneletteredwondered · 6 years
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opinions?
UHM i have a delinquent au?? for delamps/calmeds possible romantic/platonic mess??
where its them all coming from different kinds of home and life and its super “found family trope” and stuff and its kind of based off the seven deadly sins but not really and its just them all? getting together and finding solace in each other, but also kind of being “the bad boys” of school.
im debating making another blog for this or just accepting asks on this one, ahh help maybe? and every ask would be answered sort of mini fic style too so ahh?
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sofiamantegafan110 · 3 years
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More Monster High Ocs
Vanessie O'Loch, Cthylla Lovecraft, Conquist Alypse, Jina DeLampe, Beezus Juice, Seraphina Conley, Orpheu, Deepness Glow, Sharkie and Samilett.
These are not original.
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warpdoor · 7 years
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The Chinese Room (Pierrec, Julien Delampe)
"Try to follow a conversation" - Author's description
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tipstosellhomefast · 6 years
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New Post has been published on Homes Below Market | Homes For Sale Dallas TX Area
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Illuminating Money - Industrial lighting
Illuminating Money – Industrial lighting
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Advanced industrial lighting today use high-frequency, electronic-ballast compact fluorescent lamps (CFLs). CFLs use lesser energy compared to incandescent bulbs but the illumination produced is about the same. However, high-quality CFLs employ electronic devices called ballasts that boost their frequency to 20-40kHz. This not only eliminates flickering but allows the lamps to operate more efficiently saving cost and energy. Whatever your choice of industrial lighting is, its best to count their productivity vis-à-vis utilization, and its effect on the workers and the environment.
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rosesisupposes · 5 years
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Someone New
I tried something I’ve never written before: a first-person POV from my favorite son. 
I love and relate very strongly to the Hozier’s Someone New. And I love Roman with all my heart. 
[[There was a tumblr post many moons ago that lodged in my brain and inspired this in some part, but I can’t find it again for the life of me. If you remember it too and can find it, I will be in your debt <3]]
read on ao3
word count: 800
pairing: Roman-centric DELAMPS [Deceit, Emile, Logan, Virgil, Patton, Remy, Roman]
warnings: Deceit; disaster gays;
reader tags: @residentanchor @royally-anxious @bewarethegrammarpolice @jemthebookworm @arandompasserby  @sparkly-rainbow-salt @astral-eclipse​ @thelowlysatsuma @adorably-angsty 
thank you to @potestessemagishomosexualitatis for beta-ing 💖💖💖
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Would things be easier if there was a right way? Honey, there is no ‘right’ way
Haven’t you seen how wonderful people can be? And you haven’t gone head over heels for them? 
I do. Over and over. 
I watch the way that one man on the subway bites his lip as he reads his book, forehead furrowed in concentration. His long hair is tied back into a neat bun that is falling apart more and more each time he runs a hand through it. Tiny flyaway hairs are fanning out around his face, a brunette halo around my subway angel’s head. I ache to smooth the wrinkles out of his face as I listen to everything Book Man has been reading and learning. I imagine his voice, low and rich, twining through sedate evenings lit by candles and hearthfire. 
I see a man light up and slow his gait as he passes a dog park, his mouth moving in silent greetings to each and every animal behind the fence. Dog Man smothers a giggle watching a dalmation trip over a chihuahua, and the sound is like silver bells ringing in my heart. I want to hear about every dog that greeted Dog Man on his walk today while I trace my fingers down those dalmatian-like freckles that cover his face. I want to hear his giggle over and over again, dancing through dappled sunlight of lazy afternoons.
A man in a hoodie and headphones doesn’t dance to the music in his ears, but the little twitches in his smile and the tiny bops of his head show just how much he's lost himself in the song. I want more than anything to see what happens when he lets loose. I want to see that small smirk bloom and grow into a brilliant grin, to see those tiny movements stretch into carefree twirls and twists. I hope there’s an audience for when Hoodie Man loses his self-consciousness and serenades his apartment at midnight, singing every part and the guitar solos too.
It’s not always instantaneous, though. Sometimes, it takes time. 
I’ve been passing the rude, scowling punk near my theatre for weeks before the day a frog gets stranded on the sidewalk and I see the leather-clad man kneeling, talking so quietly I can barely hear it. When I finally walk close enough, I hear a steady stream of calm reassurance.  "It's okay, little one, this is just water for you, okay? I don't want you to dehydrate. just hop on in- that's right, there you go! Okay, I'm going to carry you to the woods, there's a pond there, is that where you came from? I hope it's your true home, I'll get you back, I promise."  The midday sun glints off the man’s metal spikes and studs and catches in dyed-yellow locks. For once, I can see both eyes, revealed from behind the bangs and hat the man always wears. I wonder what else makes Frog Punk go so tender and soft.
The person at the coffee shop is almost too cheerful each morning. It grates on my night-owl tendencies - it’s unnatural to be that awake when the sun is barely awake! I’m all for disney and cartoons but greeting the whole shop with "Good MORNING Krusty Krew!" every day is a little much. Then, today, it doesn't come. The pastels enter as normal, but the smile above them looks forced and strained. I catch myself staring until I recognize the hum of tension in the other's bones and frame. A new necklace is nestled in the vee of the perpetual cardigan. And today it holds a bright purple tag that reads "xe/xir." My heart swells with empathy and admiration for xir bravery, and I make sure to catch xir eyes with a warm smile as we wait for our drinks. The smile I get back is far more grateful than I deserve, but warms me more than any latte ever could.
And, sometimes, it comes on faster than I ever thought was possible.
I walk down the street, listening to some new music a friend recommended. I look down for just a moment, to check the song name, and immediately run into a warm body. I almost trip, but my gaze from the ground up to single raised eyebrow takes in beautiful ankle boots, an asymmetrical skirt, and a crop top so short it makes me want to cry. By the time I meet the startling green eyes peering at me from behind heart-shaped sunglasses, I’m utterly speechless.  "You Gucci, babes?" "...’m gay. I mean great!"
I fall in love with strangers’ eyes, and quirks, and smiles. It doesn’t always last - I might never even meet them properly. But why should that mean these affections and infatuations are any less real?
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rosesisupposes · 4 years
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Ask meme: its emo time - thoughts on Virgil?
STOP EMO TIME
favorite thing about them
the SNARK. the SARCASM. the PURPLE
least favorite thing about them
full anxiety mode sounds too much like my own brain 🙃
favorite line
“i heard through the Concord Grape vine that you guys were making puns... yeah Patton paid me a dollar to say that”
also,,, “i was lost once too but thanks to all of you life sucks less now” 
brOTP
I am in love with brotherly sleepxiety, but also prinxiety as bros, but also dukexiety as the Siblings of the Other Sides to Janus’ Tired Wine Mom but especially in the Father Figure Verse even though i makes me cry?!?
OTP
DELAMPS: Everyone Because He Deserves It. (this is gonna keep being my Sides answer idk my dude i’m all in for polyam sanders). I also am a huge fan of dukexiety. they’re both Thomas Protectors!
nOTP
there’s no one I dislike him with, but frequently I find myself being very ehhhh by moxiety where Patton’s treating him as juvenile or fragile
random headcanon
He is Big and Buff. Most muscly of the sides. Can’t protect Thomas if u ain’t swole!
unpopular opinion
Virgil should be a fight response as often as flight or freeze. He should be,,, instinct and protect and wary, not only the one being protected. If he’s a whumpee I will skip that fic 4 out of 5 times.
song i associate with them
Scared of the Dark by Lil Wayne & Ty Dolla Sign from Into the Spiderverse
favorite picture of them
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rosesisupposes · 4 years
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Roman for the ask meme?
okay you know what i feel targeted how do i choose you KNOW he’s my favorite
favorite thing about them
a) he keeps trying no matter how insecure he is about his efforts 🥺 b) he is a laughy flappy boi??? i just 🥺🥺🥺🥺 c) he is dumb and loves his friends he is peak himbo and he’s so good
least favorite thing about them
the LACK of APPRECIATION (and the defensive lashing out)
favorite line
how do i CHOOSE i love my son??????? uhhh a) you can’t have a bawl without a prince b) nEveR lYiNg At ALL??!?!?!? c) WHO BROKE THIS VASE d) My Chemically-Imbalance Romance e) I am the MAIN COURSE! 
brOTP
i love brotherly prinxiety sm let him and Virgil annoy the shit out of each other and also be willing to die and/or kill for each other
OTP
DELAMPS because then Everyone Can Give Him The Love He Deserves; also royality is just very sunshine and good
nOTP
😒 r//mr//m
random headcanon
He is dyslexic (why he needs a mneumonic for his own name) and adhd (see: laughy flappy boi)
unpopular opinion
he is no more a flawed character than any of the other sides, even if his messups have a tendency the loudest/most noticeable/most dramatic
song i associate with them
Dancing’s Not A Crime - Panic! At The Disco
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rosesisupposes · 4 years
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For fandom meme: A (Your current OTP(s)/OT3(s)/OTX(s)), B (A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind), E (Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom, if so, what), K (Say something nice about someone in any of your fandoms), and Z (Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go)?
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A. Current OT(7): DELAMPS because it’s all my favorite boys and how can i CHOOSE. But for pairings, if it’s got Roman or Remy, chances are I love it very much.
B. Hm, I think it was moxiety for me. And in general I still like them platonically more, but there’ve been a couple o’ wonderful aus and arts that brought me around!
E. There was a Purely Crack theory that came up with @hawthornshadow about Aunt Patty being a dark side. The weird part is that parts of it came back with DWIT?
K. Someone In the TS Fandom is Lia, who is a wonderful writer and friend and Royalty of the Losleep Agenda and whom I love with All of My Heart.
Z. hmmMMM I keep thinking of human AUs with Remus just because finding a way to justify him being Like That as a full human, not an aspect, is just very fascinating to me. My personal favorite so far is what I’m calling the Scar AU which also grew out of a conversation with Hawthorn and also @mariniacipher I think, talking about scars on the hero-coded characters, not villains. Maybe when the semester’s over I’ll do more with that!
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