#hm... if it's REM for a reason...

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Thought you may be interested in this-

hmmm you know it could be a blend of "Remember" and "rem" as in "REM sleep", i would put stock in That more than it being just a straight play on remember

WHICH. HM. okay bc as soon as i saw it i thought "oh! like the REM stage of sleep!" but REM stands for Rapid Eye Movement - the stage characterized by high brain activity (vivid dreaming).

so either it being specifically REMderem has meaning, or it's just the best play on words (maybe in relation to "remember" as you've pointed out!)

#hm... if it's REM for a reason... #its interesting that wally (doesnt sleep) would be the main target for an ad about sleeping #for a Pill named after the dreaming stage of sleep... #wally. sleeping. dreaming. hm! #Much To Think About! #im not going to get too crazy with theories yet #because there is a LOT of new info to sort through and take into consideration! #i need time so apologies! #i want to provide theories of Substance! with ample backing and thought! #no longer are the days where i just spew out whatever random shit #and then backtrack on it a month later with Oopsies That Was So Wrong! #(who am i kidding i Will continue to do that <3) #but i'll take more care with it i prommy #rambles from the bog #homebogging #wh speculation #welcome home speculation

[zlobonessa]

hm. i feel like I'm not unhinged enough for the past few days. here's my old-but-reworked omegaverse headcanon tier list.

#re zero #i actually was gonna look for my queer headcanon tier list but then i realised I'm bored. so. #putting my omegaverse scholar glasses on #firstly“pretends” doesnt really apply to crusch and felix. they are destroying these secondary genders with hammers i can tell you that muc #todd is an omega. fear about your Secret Identity being discovered.... classic omega archetype. #that adds to the conflict with subaru #also. subaru. raised in a shadow of his perfect alpha dad. riddled with complexes as a result. #similar deal with heinkel i think. #vincent as an asexual alpha...... #emilia's alpha identity is scrutinized and stigmatized by society because satella also was an alpha #julius is the most beautiful beta subaru has ever seen. really out here slaying these stereotypes left and right #reinhard is a perfect alpha with a duty to continue the blood line of sword saints #regulus is deeply self-conscious about being an omega. stopping all bodily processes? seems very convenient #i actually haven't thought about what would their smells be like yet. hm. my mistake. #i think subaru would smell like a wet asphalt or gasoline or something else from earth and everybody would be like hey what a fuck is that #rem hates the smell of gasoline 😔😔😔 #emiilia smells like frost. easy. traumatising. #julius smells like old books... or maybe steel #reinhard has a divine protection of perfect smell... every person who smells him smells their favourite scent #meanwhile reinhard adds that to his already long list with reasons for identity crisis #regulus probably smells like vanilla lmao

[moonstruckme]

Hi! I love your works but the poly!marauders have my heart and soul. This is literally my first request ever but could we have poly!marauders as emts, where they are already in a relationship with the reader and reader keeps getting dizzy and passing out without a clear reason. Or literally anything established relationship and hurt/comfort with them.

I’m so bad at communicating and I hope you know and trust that people sincerely think you are amazing and believe in your talents even if we don’t know you in real life.

Much love and happiness for the new year <3

You're so sweet omg, thank you!! I slightly varied your dizzy/passing out idea but I hope this scratches the hurt/comfort itch <3

cw: severe dizziness, vomiting (this actually happened to me as a kid and I still have no idea what it was but it was ROUGH)

emt!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1.2k words

You wake with a whine already tearing from your throat. The room is dark, and yet somehow it’s spinning. You know this more by feeling than by sight. 

You breathe heavily, patting the bed next to you until you find something that’s not sheet. You’re holding your head as motionless as you can. You think it’s slowing. 

“Hm?” Remus grunts. 

“Help.” Your voice is scratchy, choked with panic. “I don’t—I’m so dizzy.”

“What?” He shifts on the bed, and your plan to keep still is instantly foiled. The slight movement of your pillow sends your head rolling again. Terror claws up your throat. “What’s wrong?” 

“I don’t know,” you stress. “I just woke up and it’s like I’m spinning, Rem, I can’t see and—”

“Okay, shh, shh. Calm down.” You feel his spindly hand set down on top of yours. 

The sheets whisper as the other boys rouse, and then a light turns on. It’s instantly better and worse. You can make out vaguely that you’re in bed, but everything in front of you whirls. At least now you can detect movement as a brownish shape enters your field of vision. 

“What’s going on?” James’ voice is groggy. His hand stretches across your clavicle. “Why’re you looking up like that?” 

“She says she’s dizzy.” Remus lifts his head above yours, or you think he does, a smear of pale skin and brown hair. “Is everything still spinning, dove?” 

You try to hum in affirmation, but it comes out a bit like a whimper. “It hasn’t stopped, but it gets worse anytime I move my head.” 

“Sounds like vertigo,” Sirius says. You recall he’d fallen asleep on Remus’ other side, but you don’t know if he’s moved since then. It’s odd speaking to them like this, disembodied voices you can touch but not see. 

A warm hand lays across your forehead. “No fever,” James murmurs. “Is it getting better when you’re still like that, angel?” 

You swallow. Maybe it’s because you’re in a vulnerable state, but his concerned tone is making your sinuses hurt. 

“A little. Not enough to see or anything.” 

You feel the bed dip, and then someone’s knees are digging into the sides of your hips. “Alright, gorgeous,” Sirius says, “let’s sit you up.”  

“That sounds not fun,” you voice your concern hastily.

He coos, enfolding you in a hug that presses you securely against his chest. “I know, baby, but it could help us figure out what’s going on with you, okay?” He starts leaning back slowly, pulling you upright with him. “There, good girl.” 

You recognize the feel of James’ hand as it splays on your back, drawing big, sweeping circles. You feel like you could be sick. You close your eyes, but can’t decide if that helps. Everything is worse. There’s no escaping it. 

Remus’ bony knuckles brush your forehead, rechecking your temperature. “Can you hear us alright? Are your ears ringing at all?” 

“I don’t think so.” It’s hard to tell when everything else is already so disorienting. Could it be a quiet ringing? You’re not sure you’d know it if you heard it. “I can hear you fine.” 

He hums. James’ hand leaves your back and the mattress shifts as he gets out of bed. You turn your head on instinct to see where he’s going. It’s the worst idea of your life. You groan as the spinning intensifies, dragging you along on a tilt-a-whorl you’d never agreed to. It’s the feeling of the drunkest you’ve ever been times a thousand. 

Before you know it’s coming, bile rushes up your throat and spews out onto the bed. 

“Oh, sweetheart.” 

One pair of hands grips you by the shoulders, keeping you from pitching forward into your own sick, while another gathers your hair away from your face. You whimper as saliva strings from your mouth. Someone wipes it away with their sleeve. 

“I’m sorry.” Your throat hurts, your voice flagrant evidence of how close you are to tears. Your hair is secured behind your head with a ponytail. “Shit, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s alright, darling, it’s not your fault,” Remus shushes you, using that tone he does when he’s trying to cover his own worry and soothe someone else’s at the same time. You once heard him talk this way to a kitten he was trying to coax out of the road. “Do you feel any better now?” 

A sob catches in your throat. “No,” you confess. 

If anything, the feeling has gotten worse. It’s like you’re swimming in your own head. You grope blindly for something to hold, and a cool hand presses itself into yours. Sirius. 

“I’m really scared,” you choke out. 

His fingers squeeze yours. “I know,” he says. “I’m sorry, baby, I know it has to be terrifying.” 

He presses his lips ardently to your forehead. Wetness drips from your nose, and you grip his hand hard. It’s horrifically disconcerting not to be able to see your boyfriends, to be robbed of your sense of place, but their touches are grounding. The contact makes everything feel a bit more solid. 

“James is getting some things ready to go to the hospital,” Remus says softly, and you realize they must have been having one of your silent eye conversations while you couldn’t see. Stupidly, you feel a bit left out. 

“You can't help me here?” You’re pleading, your voice raw and wretched. You don’t want to make them feel bad, but what good is it to have three medically-trained professionals for boyfriends if they can’t utilize their expertise here at home? 

“I’m sorry, dovey.” Remus’ thumbs stroke your shoulders. “Vertigo this severe is probably an ear infection, but it could also be something more serious. Either way, we can’t get you antibiotics without a doctor.”

“The quicker we go, the quicker you could be feeling better,” James says, signaling his return. “Here, honey, I brought this to clean you up.” He doesn’t tell you what this is, but a second later a warm cloth swipes across your mouth and over your chin, wiping away the vomit there. 

“Thanks,” you say weakly. 

You can hear the smile in his voice well enough to picture it, small and sympathetic. “My pleasure, angel. Do you think you’ll be sick again?” 

“No.” You can say it with moderate certainty. Your head is still roiling, but it’s no longer taking your stomach with it. 

“Okie dokie,” he goes on with his usual determined cheer. “I’ve got a change of clothes for you in the car, so I think we’re all ready to go. Hold your head here for me?” He presses it gently to what you suppose must be his chest, the neckline of his pajama shirt rough against your cheek. “I’ll try to keep as still as I can.” 

Remus and Sirius let you go as James’ arms wrap around your shoulders and under your knees, lifting you off the bed. You push your face into his collar, grabbing a fistful of his shirt. Your vision swirls. 

“Fuck,” you mumble. 

“I’ve got you, my love.” James’ lips come down on your forehead, warm and sweet. “We’re gonna take such great care of you, I promise.”

#poly!marauders #emt!marauders #emt!marauders x reader #marauders au #poly!marauders x reader #poly!marauders x fem!reader #poly!marauders x you #poly!marauders x y/n #poly!marauders x self insert #poly!marauders fanfiction #poly!marauders fanfic #poly!marauders fic #poly!marauders fluff #poly!marauders hurt/comfort #poly!marauders angst #poly!marauders imagine #poly!marauders drabble #poly!marauders scenario #poly!marauders one shot #poly!marauders oneshot #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter x reader #sirius black x reader #remus lupin x reader #the marauders #marauders x reader #marauders fanfiction #marauders fandom

[writing-fanics]

Rem Mayfly

Vash the Stampede x F!Reader

Masterlist

[ summary: the lovers share a rare tender and peaceful moment in the morning, and talk about the new addition]

[Y/n] shifted in her sleep; gripping onto the blanket nuzzling her head underneath the covers. She sneezed and sniffled slightly. She scratched the tip of her nose self consciously, as tiny snores escaped her mouth.

The suns gentle rays crept through the window, and shined on [Y/n]. Vash couldn’t help but watch her sleep peacefully for once. Watching as her chest rose and fell.

It was moments like this with her, the calm and peaceful ones, that he cherished. He didn’t deserve her and she deserved better. Someone who isn’t a trouble magnet. Who wouldn’t be the reason she ends up, dead.

No, he wanted her to live a peaceful and fulfilling life. Something, he knew he could never give her and she knew that. Yet, her she is laying in bed sleeping peacefully.

She stirred in her sleep, and opened her eyes. Smiling softly seeing Vash, “Morning, love.” She softly said, smiling seeing her lover.

“Morning, Mayfly.” He says, and she giggles softly hearing the nickname. She yawns, and sits up in bed. Revealing, the slight bump on her stomach.

Vash was still shocked by the fact that she’s pregnant. He didn’t understand how his DNA even compatible with human DNA. Even then, would the baby even survive the pregnancy?

She looked at him and smiled, resting her hand on his cheek. “Our baby will make it, love.” She says, smiling resting her other hand on her stomach. He leaned into her touch and hummed softly.

He then rested his other hand over; over the one on her stomach. “How is this even happening?” He says, still shocked by the fact he got his lover pregnant.

She smiled playfully, “Well, when a man and a woman love each other very much the-” He places his hand over her mouth, as she continues talking about how a baby is made.

He shakes his head a smiles, “I know how babies are made, Mayfly.” He says, and she looks at him and gives him a sympathetic look.

“How is my DNA even compatible with yours is this even possible?” He says, and she looks at him and smiles taking both of his hands.

“Hm? Well our baby is living proof that it very much indeed is possible.” She leans closer to him smiling warmly. Intertwining her fingers with his, “Our baby, that we made out of our love for each other.” She leans her forehead against his.

She kisses him on the nose, “Mayfly,” He says, and she smiles as the two share a kiss, full of passion, and the love the two share for each other.

Pulling apart from the kiss she started to think, “Hm? Mayfly.” She muttered, thinking to herself as she thought about baby names.

“What’re you thinking about?” He asks, and she looks at him.

“Baby names.” His eyes lit up in response, “Doughnut!” He said, and she glared at him.

“No, I will not let you name our child doughnut.” He frowns in response, “Why not?” He whines, and she purses her lips.

“Cause you’ll try to eat her?” And he looks at her confused, “No I won’t and her how do you know the baby is a girl?” He asks, and she smiles placing her hand on her stomach.

“I just know,” She responds, and nods. “Emily? No? Jessamy?”

Vash shook his head, and he started coming up with names as well. “Joseph?” And [Y/n] shook her head it sounded to adult.

“Thomas?”

She shakes her head, “Jasper!” Vash exclaimed, and [Y/n] was about to say something but the name grew on her immediately.

“Yes, if our baby is a boy even though I know it’s a girl. We’ll name him Jasper.” Vash smiled, wrapping his arms around her. She then wrapped her arms around him they held each other close.

“Vash?” He looked down at her and she looked up at him, “I have a name for our baby, if it’s a girl.” He looks down at her curiously.

“Rem,” The moment she said that name, he froze for a moment. “I know, that name brings up both the good and bad memories. But it holds such a significance to you.” She nuzzles her head into his chest.

“That’s why, that name means so much to you. I wanna name our baby after her.” She looks up at him, “And add a little bit of me into it, Rem Mayfly how does that sound Va-”

“It’s perfect.” He held her close, and she smiled softly closing her eyes in this moment. Enjoying the comfort of each other, tears brimmed her eyes excited for the future.

“Our little Mayfly,” He whispered, placing his hand on her stomach.

[a/n: my heart melted while writing this]

@mo-3-bius

#x reader #fanfic #headcanons #fluff #romance #vash x reader #vash the stampede x reader #vash the stampede #Vash the stampede x you #Vash the stampede x y/n

[boxwinebaddie]

ok ive been wanting to ask this for a while but i didnt know if youd be able to answer since its giving a lot away.. but f it lmao. does ravenstan know jersey kyle is HIS kyle? bc he hasnt said anything but how many ginger jewish jersey boys are there named kyle matthew broflovski hsjjdks im assuming one

ooooooh. ok...Hm.

so, i stared at this for a while and...

you know what, my friend? i should, one, prolly stop randomly jumping the line of 34973 ask memes in my box whenever i get a new one bc i get super excited & have no attention span, but also this is...Important.

and tbh, one of the Big reasons that rm got so tricky for me was because i got overly anxious about the timeline, too worried abt what sequence of events the fic should follow/what things should you know and when, etc. so i actually have a lot of random rm itinerary/lore that i wrote that i was going to drop you guys in other chapters but wasn't sure if it was...Time yet?

buuuuut given that posting to my ao3 has been super stressful for me as of late/i'm still trying to ease back into it/i feel more posting comfortable stuff on here -- combined with the serious bummer that i can't really write updates in the sorry shape i’m in rn with settling into my new workplace and grappling with my mental health/healing my complex feelings abt writing

which is a Serious Bummer indeed because i try to be as fun and zesty as possible in my ask responses, but i really want to give you all something more solid to Read, you know?

so this is my little compromise for you. :)

basically i wrote this little scene thingy like a month ago and Almost put it at the beginning of rm6...but it was too complicated and i was like maybe i should wait, idk...

but i am feeling chaotic today!~

and the fact you guys care enough about my weird little fanfictions to regularly send me thoughtful, kind, excited messages abt it even when my updates are few and far between — idk, that means so much to me. you all mean a lot to me…and you guys know i am unhinged and cannot resist posting snippets/spoilery things.

so…i’m closing my eyes!! but also it’s not a spoiler if i was going to post this earlier Anyways…right? dhsksks

( if you want to read it it’s under the cut w/ more info xx )

it is however…a draft. it’s really…not that good. like i said i was going to fix it / rewrite it when i figured out where i wanted it to go, but i wanted to answer your question without saying too much about it sooo i think this little scene thing should tell you/give you the information you seek while also keeping you confused/interested?

maybe?? idk?? i’m sweating, smh.

( some of lines just ended up re-written in my actual fic so if they look familiar that’s why — ANYWAYS! )

the Context is actually abt Kyle’s CRIMINA LAUR class, which if you rem(ember), jersey was writing an essay that was due at midnight but got rizzed too hard by raven and passed out and couldn’t turn it in!!! jersey kyle was ready to fight for his life ( aka lie out of his ass abt why his essay didn’t get uploaded w/o mentioning crimson dawn bc Ew ) but mr. mackey said that a Compelling Case was submitted upon his behalf by a

Third Party

and waved the missing homework assignment, where, in the section where kyle would have uploaded a copy of his essay, a video had been uploaded and submitted.

here’s the beginning of it

also jersey is in his pajamas, his hair is up, he looks radiant, he’s red bc having some box wine and his eye is twitching btw — pls tell me you can see it — also this was either going to go up before the hate or after it so i don’t think the time frame matters — this is just part of what happened while kyle was passed out back stage )

anyways! *jersey vc* Cheers! Mazel <3

;)

-uncle nina

#tw for me spoiling stuff #JUST KIDDING IM NOT I SWEAR U GUYS #I WAS GONNA TRY AND FIT THIS INFO INTO ANOTHER CHAP #but u guys are the best and have been very patient #and so dedicated and invested in my work #which is so amazing so #here is some interesting information #and i hope it helps answer ur question a little #u will probably have 20 more #so sorry friend #hopefully this was a thrilling uphate #i sent this on my phone #so im sorry if this looks crazy this also might be a crazy thing to do right before i dip for an event #but i love chaos let’s go babey #i feel like 75% of this is not ground breaking but IT IS CUTE OKAY I THINK ravenstan my beloved #he was so worried oh my god pleaaase

[puppy-coded]

Overwhelmed and Distressed{R.L.}

✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Anxiety, unsupportive parents, dumdums(the sucker), petnames(my love, pretty girl), Reader has hair long enough for Remus to brush out of her forehead :/

✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Remus Lupin x fem!reader

✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 800 words

✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Nothing is going right, all your work is piling up, and, worst of all, it's only the first week of school. Luckily Remus is to the rescue with a self care day.

✰ 𝐀/𝐍: This should be a testimony to my current emotions(as of August 18, 2022) and feelings about college. @ell0ra-br3kk3r @mad-elia and @gotacuppa here's your husband <3

You and Remus were working on your various assignments in the common room and you could feel a headache coming on.

You threw your quill down and rubbed your eyes in frustration, and the slight pain of your headache that was forming."I hate this."

Remus put his own quill down and smiled slightly in your direction. "It's okay darling, I can help. What d'you need?"

You looked up at your boyfriend with a hopeful look on your face. "Can you help with my fifteen other assignments too?" You asked sweetly.

Remus looked as if you had kicked his cat. "Fift- How did you already get fifteen assignments? We've been back for five days!" He exclaimed.

You just shrugged and started scratching on the parchment in front of you with you quill. "I dunno. All the professors here are sadists."

"Oh my lord."

"What?" You asked him. "It's true!"

Remus shook his head, pulled your head closer, and kissed your temple. "Is there anything else bugging you?"

"Nope. Just the crushing weight of never feeling like I'll ever be good enough for my mom." You nodded darkly. "Oh, and walnuts in ice cream." You added, like you hadn't just said anything deeply concerning.

"What was that?" He asked, confusion evident in his voice and his features.

You shrugged again and kept scratching at the parchment in front of you. "Walnuts in vanilla ice cream. Like who-?"

"No, no." He said, prompting you to go back further. "The other thing."

"Oh, the feeling of never being enough? Yeah that's weighed on me since we found out I was a witch." You told Remus, leaning into him a little.

"I'm sorry." He tried sympathetically.

"No worries. Can you pass the suckers please?" You asked, making grabby hands at your boyfriend.

"Sure."

You took the bag from him and chose a blue raspberry sucker. "Thanks. They strangely help me focus."

"I know. You stock up every summer," Remus reminded you.

"Rem?" You asked, trying not to sound worried.

"Hm?" He hummed, barely looking away from his writing.

You swiped your tngue across your teeth and sighed. "I think... I need to stop thinking for a little bit."

Remus put his quill down once more and finally, finally gave you his full attention. "What d'you mean pretty girl?"

"Is it possible to turn your brain off? I... I don't know how to explain it but I... I can't hang anymore." You told him, nervously biting your nails.

Remus looked confused. "'Hang' how?"

You felt your bottom lip quiver and your eyes starting to sting. "I'm not a good student and I-"

"You are too a good student. You're just overwhelmed and your family problems followed you," Remus assured you with a small smile.

You shrugged and looked to your assignment, only a single sentence on the parchment. "Yeah... I guess."

Remus put his things in his bag and stood up, holding out a hand to you. "Come on. I know just how to make you feel better."

You took his hand, using his help to get up from the floor, and smiled hopefully. "Butterbeer?"

"Better!" Remus decides happily.

He guided you through the castle, taking you on a route you've never been before. He finally stopped at the desired room and looked over to you for a reaction.

"Why... are we at the Prefect's bathroom?" You asked, looking up at your boyfriend.

"Reasons." Remus said simply, whispering the password to the door.

The water for the pool sized tub had started as soon as you two had walked in.

"Figured a bath would make you feel better," Remus told you.

You smiled at the thoughtfulness of him. "Remus can you turn around?" You asked shyly, which he did immediately, wanting you to be comfortable. You quickly got undressed and slipped into the warm water, sighing contentedly. "Okay, we can talk now."

Remus sat at the edge where you were leaned against the side, brushing your hair of your forehead. "We don't have to talk My Love. We can sit here as long as you need."

"Can you tell me a story then?" You asked, leaning your head back and closing your eyes.

"Anything you want Pretty Girl." He agrees, moving to lay on his stomach next to you.

"Stop! I'm blushing." You joked, covering your face.

He took your hands of your face and kissed your hands. "Good. I want you to know that you are perfect and I want you to feel good about yourself. You're beautiful, smart, independent... Perfect." He told you, kissing you between each adjective.

You opened your eyes and turned to face him. "What did I do to deserve you?"

"Everything."

#remus lupin x y/n #remus x you #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin #remus x y/n #remus x reader #andrew garfield fancast #andrew garfield #andrew garfield x reader #harry potter x y/n #harry potter x reader #harry potter #harry potter x you #andrew garfield x you #fem!reader #remus lupin x fem!reader #remus x fem!reader #➴➵➶➴athena writes➶➴➵➶

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Trigun Stampede Episode 1 Reaction

Ok here goes. Idk how entertaining I'll be but... you know. This is mostly because I am having a weird time of things rn. Also, I have no background knowledge of this series whatsoever asides from that it might be a western and there was a 90s series and manga also, so if you're an og fan and this is painful... I am sorry lol.

But without further ado, let's go!

Oh. We're in space. ...ok then!

Well this just went poorly. Rip cryo-people.

Noooo mom :(

Ok so I can't tell; is the ship on autopilot or is Nai piloting it, because if it's the latter - you go, little guy, you got skill.

Cannot explain how funny this is. "I would like to use my communication skills more! I would like to make a positive impact!" <- every resumé ever if you want to get a job lol. Birth place "December"... interesting. There's also a "November" and a "July". Why all names of the months? But it's also May, like, temporally - is that not a bit confusing for people? I don't know what "PE081" means as a birth date... also she is. Tiny. Smol, even.

Ah, young idealist, older cynic dynamic. Always pretty fun.

These two have now both shoved papers in each other's faces. Whipping your coworker in the face with a well-timed paper can be a form of affection... I think?

HJHFBSJHC??????

Are none of them... warm? In these outfits? In the desert?

Bro's arm just fell off. "There it goes" Does this happen a lot to you sir???

Our protagonist, everyone.

"He's evil and destructive" Have you... looked at him. Like, don't judge a book by its cover but. Have you looked at him?

^He has kicked puppy energy.

I have nothing to say. Just look at this.

Map! I love maps!

Sand ocean??? Like there's no oceans? How do they get water??? Odd that July is here but not December or November. I'm assuming these are three of the "seven cities"? What are the other four? Are they also month-themed? Also some of these names are real funny. These people naming their towns and cities like "Creepy Valley" and "Stinky Lakeside". Actually seems quite normal to me tbh. And we are in Jeneora Rock atm it seems. Is it going to update as we go? That'd be cool! :D

Hjdfhvdjh he just stayed tied up for. Some reason. Roberto's face 😂

Oh, huh. Plants are. Biological organisms and not power plants. Like I assumed. So they were made but can't be made anymore because they don't have the knowledge or the technology? Odd...

His bounty is about the same as a new plant... how convenient...

Ok I know I said 'kicked puppy energy' earlier but you don't have to actually kick him...

Boy really does not want to hurt anyone :( (Hmmm now I'm starting to think he probably has at some point...)

Damn, that's some quick thinking Roberto.

Meryl: "Idk senpai this guy seems like he sucks" hjfhgnvj

Aw, buddy. Dropping the goofiness as soon as the crowd can't see him anymore :(

Hey I just realized his jacket has "SEEDS" on the arm like the spaceship! But he didn't have the coat when he got ejected so...... I'm sure I will find out later.

You guys cannot hear the quiet giggling I'm making right now. This shot plus the music - I was right about the western genre apparently, it's just on another planet.

BRO????? Where'd you pull the rocket launcher from?????? Wtf????? Why would you do that?????

Ah. He's lost his mind.

Roberto just bodily flinging Meryl into the alley ahdfihvs

He's out of bullets??? 😭

...he's crying.

Dang Meryl, you got a great throwing arm!

Oh shit. Yeah, I had a feeling he was actually extremely competent. He's holding back on purpose.

NO FRICKIN WAY. ONE BULLET WAS ALL HE NEEDED???

Ok now the animators are just showing off.

Oh. Hm. I was wondering where Nai went and. Hm. Yeah the whole accomplice thing might explain Vash's reticence to actually fight. His brother killed Rem? Yikes. He did offer his hand out to her at the beginning though... idk did he really mean for her to die along with the others? The music is hauntingly beautiful btw!

...his name is Millions Knives?

Aaaand that's a wrap on that! I'm intrigued and I feel like this episode answered absolutely nothing but raised a whole lot of questions, which is, well, what a first episode should do. The animation is really sharp geez. I generally prefer 2D animation but there's a lot of character to the expressions and motions - I think they really pulled it off!

Until next episode!

#story watches trigun stampede #trigun stampede #hope this is at least kind of fun? sorry I haven't been great about updating #I am juggling a lot of things atm #storyrambles

[noodle-anime]

OKAY EP 12 THOUGHTS

vash's hair journey was just me going "oh no" in two opposite directions. probably mostly shock but. hm.

"vash what product do you use your hair spikes are indestructible" "oh, it's the trauma"

zazie freaking out over the takeover but spending time in the middle of running away to rag on wolfwood for only having one body like a loser. also coming back to be like "why do u all hate vash so much it makes no sense" and troll meryl.

vash's life plan is about seven layers of "oh baby no" and "what else are you going to do when you're a pacifist nuclear warhead" and then some more shades of "oh baby no"

the big fight. like yes visually very cool and epic and i need to go back and watch it seven times but also unparalleled brother wrestling energy. vash bites. nai hears vash's huge ideology in the middle of their final crash and the only reaction he can muster is "150 years and this is the BEST you can come up with?????" almost verbatim. calls vash stupid.

MILLY! MILLY BABY! SHE'S COMING!!!!!

meryl depression glowup a+

MILLY IS COMING

the way they threaten meryl with sending her to the insurance agency is SENDING me. not "stop it or you're going to get fired." apparently this happens enough that their go-to solution is sending bad and naughty journalists. to insurance. why. who came up with that. what does it mean. fucking hilarious. was roberto drinking to cope with how he has to ride the line between his ethics and the rules of the gossip mag to avoid being sent to insurance.

baby cowboy nai. nai trying to occupy rem's role in vash's mind. not personally into this little fucker but i cannot deny that he is a delicious squeaky toy of irony and utter fucked-up-ness

wolfwood carrying meryl under his arm like a suitcase

MILLY IS COMING and she requested meryl by name? curious. i cannot wait.

the fights in this show have been driving me insane and vash vs knife tentacles was NO different. incredible. for some reason vash's reloading always catches my eye - the moment where he takes knives out for a moment, stands stock-still reloading and then immediately jumps into running frantically away was a really fun sequence. also first appearance of his fancy little reloading gadget!

the focus on the "one winged angel" made me chuckle but it's very cool and i like it a lot

okay this was a lighthearted post mostly but vash playing the piano. amnesiac and near comatose, playing two notes over and over again. i may not recover.

MORE STAMPEDE CONFIRMED. EXTREMELY EXCITED TO SEE WHERE THEY TAKE IT.

#trigun #tristamp #trigun stampede spoilers #this episode was so MUCH i'm going to be dissecting for a minute #noodle watches

[simplesynonyms]

chocolates — r. lupin

summary | taking care of remus after a full moon reveals why he always carries chocolate with him.

content warnings | flashbacks..., baby peter, allusions to injury, mentions of food.

wk | 1.4k

a/n: here it is ! my first 'official' post !! i've literally been headcannoning this forEVER and i was like, 'hm. should write'. so here it is LMAO

—

"There you go," you whisper out, applying the last of the bandages to the expanse of Remus' battered skin, "All done."

He lets out a long sigh in response, his body seeming to melt into the plushness of your mattress. You couldn't resist reaching forward to comb your fingers through his sweat-matted hair - a welcome gesture if the little sound he makes is any indication - trying your best to distract him from what was surely an onslaught of pain.

"Can I get you anything?" You ask, fingertips stilling against his scalp. Beneath them, you feel Remus shake his head before he pauses, a forced smile touching his cracked lips.

"Could y'grab me some chocolate? There should be some in the bedside table."

Sure enough, when you pull the drawer open, there is a sparse scattering of chocolates littered all throughout the little hiding spot. As requested, you take one in your palm and offer it to Remus, slipping the drawer shut with your other hand.

Remus takes it gratefully and unwraps the sweet before popping it into his mouth, letting out a loud hum of contentment. It makes you smile gently as you take up a spot sitting next to him.

Come to think of it, Remus always seemed to have chocolate on him. If you were having a bad day, he had a piece of chocolate. He was hungry? He had a piece of chocolate. Even now, he kept it in his bedside drawer.

"Rem?" You prod quietly, dropping a hand into his to twine your fingers together.

"Yeah, dove?"

"Is there a reason you always have chocolate with you?"

Remus is quiet for a long moment - so long that you almost think he's dozed off. You are proven wrong, however, when he draws in a hulking sigh and gives your hand a squeeze.

-

A gentle rap against the door pulls Remus from his exhausted daze. His last transformation had been particularly bad, and it had left him in a state of essential disrepair. His eyes dart toward the compartment door, which is drawn dutifully shut, and take in the vague shadow of a person beyond it. From what he can tell, they are rather short and full in figure, bouncing nervously on their heels as they await his response.

When he does not give one - at least, not one that is verbal - the stranger knocks again, this time with a little more force.

"Yeah?" Remus drawls finally, uncurling himself from the hunched position he had assumed to turn himself fully to the door.

There is a brief pause as if whoever was on the other side wasn't actually expecting anyone to be in here before they seem to gather their composure and reply, "D'You mind if I come in? All of the other compartments are full."

Again, Remus goes silent, chocolatey eyes flitting from the door to the array of empty seats that surround him.

"Yeah."

It's the same dull response he'd given earlier, and if the stranger cares, they don't show it, instead slipping past the door with an awkward little struggle. Just as Remus had expected, the boy - looking to be around Remus' age - was portly and, oddly, mousy. His sandy hair was strewn all across his forehead in unbrushed spikes, and his face, pudgy and full, was pulled into a dimpled and awkward grin.

"Thanks," he says, slipping into the seat directly across from Remus, who grumbles out an acknowledgement of his praise and turns back to the window.

"You weren't trying to sleep, were you?" Comes the boy's voice again.

"Yeah."

Again comes that mundane response as Remus returns his gaze to the boy, who does at least look somewhat sympathetic.

"Right... sorry," The mousy boy replies sheepishly, a gentle red tinting the tips of his large ears.

An awkward silence falls between the two - one that Remus is all too happy to embrace - until the boy begins to rustle through his carry-on bag. Remus parts his lips to make his annoyance known, prying his eyes open, before he stops short.

There, presented in front of him, was a small bar of chocolate.

"What's this for?" Remus frowns, narrowed eyes trailing up to the face of the boy.

"You look like you're about to be sick." The boy pushed the chocolate forward, into Remus' hesitant hands.

"Eat it. It'll make you feel better. My mum always packs me extra, just in case the train gets to me."

Remus cautiously stuffs the bar of chocolate into his pocket, where he'll surely find it melted later.

"Thanks," He responds curtly.

"Sure," The boy shrugs, "I'm Peter. You?"

-

"He used to drop it off for me after every full moon," Remus concludes, "Right on my bedside with a note attached to it. I suppose I take it with me because it reminds me of what he used to be... before the whole... y'know."

You nod along, gaze softening as he tilts his head - which had, at some point, fallen back against the headboard - to look at you.

"Oh, Rem..." You whisper, fingers tightening around his.

Remus, however, merely shrugs. "There's no point in dwelling on it."

There is a beat of silence that passes between both of you before Remus sighs and allows his eyes to fall shut. You couldn't ignore the twinge of sadness that fanned out through your chest as you watched him settle beneath the covers. His ability to be so nonplussed about everything he had lost was as amazing as it was infuriating.

"You don't need to worry about it," he speaks up as if he had read your mind, giving your hand a firm squeeze.

"I've made my peace with it."

Slowly, you nod, deciding not to push it any further for the time being. You were both exhausted, anyway.

So, you curl up as close as you can to Remus' side, laying your head on his shoulder.

"G'night, Dove," Remus mutters out, craning his neck to press a chaste kiss to your forehead.

"G'night, Rem."

#baby remus knows two words: yeah and fuck #cue flashback sound effect #i have been holding onto this scenario for SO LONG #i'm so pleased to share it <3 #remus lupin #writing #fan fiction #marauders #harry potter #remus #marauders era #the marauders era #the marauders #peter pettigrew #moony #wormtail

[roblingoblin285]

Day 76: "Why did you save me?" (Fall From Grace)

Media/universe: Fall From Grace (OCs)

as the people requested, here's some sage and rob content for the soul

“Hey.” Rob smiled, looking up from his book. “Don’t try to sit up, alright?”

Sage blinked, groaning a little as they turned their head. “Wha’- wh’re am I?”

“You’re at my place,” they hero said, leaning over from his armchair. “I would recomment trying to move as little as possible. Your stomach and back are pretty torn up.”

“Rem?”

Rob winced a little at the tremble in Sage’s voice. “Not an issue,” he assured gently. “She doesn’t know you’re here, and she never will.”

Sage relaxed a little, letting their eyes close again as they leaned back in bed. “You saved me,” they murmured. “Why?”

“Hm?”

“Why did you save me?”

Rob frowned. “What do you mean? Of course I saved you, pops. What kind of question is that?”

“I lied to you,” Sage whispered. “I betrayed you. I-I thought you’d never want to see me again. Not that I’m not grateful, I am, I just-”

“Calm down, Sage,” Rob interrupted with a soft tone, reaching out to lay a hand on their shoulder. “It’s okay, hey- try not to move, remember?”

Sage realized they were halfway to sitting up, pain shooting through them the moment they processed it. They laid back again, a little sheepishly under Rob’s concerned gaze. “Sorry,” they muttered. “Didn’t notice.”

“You’re alright.” Rob leaned into his own chair, shooting them a reassuring smile before returning to their book. “And I saved you because I care about you, pops. Easy as that.”

“But I lied to you-”

“You had your reasons,” Rob said simply, as if it were nothing. As if this wasn’t everything to Sage. “You were trying to protect me, as well as yourself. Why would that make me care about you any less?”

Sage’s mouth opened, but they couldn’t form words to match their thoughts. Rob noticed, glancing up again.

“You should rest,” he said, flipping the page. “Let me know if you need anything, alright?”

“Uh- thank you,” Sage forced out, still surprised. “I will.”

thanks for reading! please comment/submit an ask if you would like to be added to or removed from the taglist. Asks and questions about characters or plot are always welcome! 365 writing challenge taglist: @stabby-nunchucks @sapphobugz Fall From Grace taglist: @thekittyburger

#villain whumpee #hero caretaker #hero whumper #whump #writing #whump prompt #whump scenario #whump writing #365 writing challenge #ocs #ffg!rob #ffg!sage

[cero-sleep]

OC asks! :3c

1. Your first OC ever?

2. Do you have a personal favourite among your OCs?

14. Introduce an OC with a tragic backstory

15. Do you like to talk about your OCs with other people?

19. Introduce an OC that means a lot to you (and explain why)

24. If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why?

30. Which one of your OCs would most likely have a secret stuffed animal collection?

39. Introduce any character you want

43. Do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? Do you tend to favour some certain traits or looks? It’s time to confess

44. Something you like about your OCs in general

48. OC who is a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure

Already answered 1, 2, 15 and 24!

14. Rem definitely fits this, tragic backstory and ongoing story lmao

19. Illu! Besides the fact I have grown to love them a lot as their own character, like I was saying before, they are one of the reasons I got to meet a lot of y'all ^^

30. Saffron probably!

39. How about Pollux? I don't think I have mentioned them before on here

So Pollux is from another universe where some ppl have familiars, their's being a two headed white tigger named Sapphire. They used to work as a hero of sorts before they went missing. After about a year they resurfaced, but they were changed and were working for the villains now (yeah Ik I have a favorite type of character to create lmao)

43. Not looks but a lot of my characters end up being nonbinary like me shjshs

44. Hrmmm hm hm in general? Their designs maybe? I love some of them like the sphinxes and Rem

48. Rem no doubt

#biting you /pos #ask cero #oc asks #kazzykatt

[1990jeevas]

HULLO please tell me baout ur death note headcanons

putting all these characters into my mouth and chewing on them aggressively

matt:

-ftm bisexual with zero tboy swag

-he's like 6'2" but he acts like he's a lil guy. there is no laps he won't sit in no arms he won't jump into.

-ex scene kid which is the actual reason why he has had like 5 different hair colors between the anime manga and game

-that being said he does still sometimes dye his hair fun colors for a month before going back to his signature red

-he's a fuckn new yorker idc idc and he doesn't rly have the accent anymore but sometimes it comes back when he says certain words

-has prescription glasses but never wears them

-needs mello to remind him to take his meds otherwise he will go the entire day like "hm wonder why i feel terrible and can't think straight"

mello:

-fashion gay...gothic fashion gay. him and misa would become besties if they ever met bc they'd talk about goth subcultures and go shopping with their arms linked while matt carried their bags.

-^ expanding on that, mello and misa would def have different goth aesthetics and completely different fucked up world views but would appreciate the others perspective on things

-mello is like 5'4" and looks like a twig but is actually weirdly strong which is probably why matt is so convinced he's actually just a lil guy. mello will indulge him and carry him around like it's nothing when really any average 5'4" guy who doesn't do some sort of sport or go to the gym would drop matt in an instant

-autism be upon ye...half the reason he's so agitated all the time is bc sensory issues he doesn't even realize he has

-can play the violin. because i said so.

misa:

-big poe fan, her favorite is tell tale heart

-she knows how to make garments!! a lot of her clothes are made by her or altered by her to specifically to match her aesthetic

-her love of poetry is why she started making music

-babymetals biggest fan i don't careeee

-her and rem r t4t lesbian gfs fuck light all my homies hate light

-the type of girl to get rly into fps games and argue with guys while she plays bc she thinks its funny

#shit self #asks #these arent much bc my brain is so empty rn sorry #also sorry it took awhile like i said. brain empty #alttplink #victor tag 💌 #death note #headcanons

[weirdcat1213]

2nd part of thoughts on volume one here we go :3 (chap 7 - 12)

chap 7

-so much detail on the tubes, even if its for a small panel

-i wanna see more of the earing radio >:[

-here i go :D *terrible things happen*

-no babygirl you dont look stupid :c why is everyone so mean its just volume 1

-that panel with rem is so fucking beautiful this I miss this because of the website I read it for the 1st time or am I just fucking blind

-noooo babygirl you are not pathetic :c

-ok he feels pathetic because hes not killing people and he's hurt but putting that panel in the middle of it...bro...does he feel pathetic cuz he's "helpless" as he was back then?? what if I jump huh

-at this point ive thought about the ticket in blank over and over and I've seen the moments in 98 when they talk about it over and over...but ngl it will never fail on making me tear up, even a little. I'm glad that was brought up so early in the manga, so it can shift and get more meaning

-youre right brilliant, if theres something vash doesn't have is luck

chap 8

-i like vashs face when meryl reveals hes vash the stampede. its an interesting mix of emotions that I cant describe rn (mainly cuz I'm tired but lets ignore that rn)

-ok but whyyyy does the shot with vash in july look so pretty. why is the sun there, being the focus of the page instead of the rubble. why nightow. why

chap 9

-yeah got get monies meryl >:D

-oh wait so they cant see the wings or did they disappear? hm

-you mean maybe the reason people why keep living is for good tunes? yeah I would say that's accurate (jk)

-oh cmon how is my man guilty of all that? not fair, who fucking snitched

chap 10

-milly honey i will protect you from all harm

chap 11

-yeah milly you tell him girl :D

-"if he cant even kill his own parents i have no use for him" damn the bar to be a good criminal is high in trigun

-we never learn much about max but we all understand he crossed a line and i like that. i think its the fact that badwick covers his mouth and gets embarrassed

chap 12

-thats an interesting conflict to have, espcially in a place like nomansland. this is why i like meryl, shes just really great

-wait wait is that a callback from the chapter when they get into the bar? like maybe thats just how nightow composes his panels but the panel also shows them imposing their presence in a place that does not expect them. but this time theyre also emotionally imposing their opinions about the conflict. hm

-why are you questioning the stun gun, that shit WILL take you flying

-vash in a barrel :3

-i love how meryl isnt trying to sell the lie shes like "wtf happened???"

-thats a lovely message

-oh boi oh boi sure that was a great volume :D i wonder what will happen next

#trigun #trigunbookclub #despite traveling and dying so many times i did it on time #can wait to read more meta now

[moonstruckme]

I would love if you wrote something with poly!marauders and they just being so protective over reader. Like maybe they’re at a party and one always has to have a hand on her and just like always holding her drink and watching out for her 🥲 maybe reader doesn’t even notice it because it’s so normal until someone else points it out

Thanks for requesting!

cw: alcohol

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 733 words

“Rem,” you nose at your boyfriend’s cheek. “Sip, please?”

Remus pauses his conversation to pass you your cup. You drink out of it for a moment, but the second it’s lowered from your lips he’s reclaiming it, fingers curled over the rim to keep the top safely covered with his palm. 

“He’s so paranoid,” you complain to Sirius, who’s got his own hand wrapped around your thigh and is kneading the doughy flesh absentmindedly. “Where do you suppose James has run off to?”

Sirius takes a languid sip of his own drink, eyes skimming over the faces in the room. “M’not sure, darling. Kitchen, maybe? Oi!” He glares at John Leedy in the corner. “Your girlfriend know you’re looking at other tits like that, Leedy?” John goes scarlet, and Remus looks up to scowl at him too as Sirius stands, offering you a hand. “C’mon, babe, let’s go find him. Moons, we’re going to find James.” Remus nods, still holding your drink as he resumes chatting with the others. 

Sirius slings an arm around your shoulders as you walk, casting noxious looks at John over your shoulder the entire way. In the kitchen, you find James sitting on the counter surrounded by half-empty bottles of alcohol and mixers. He’s deep in conversation with Lily and Mary, but his attention swings to the two of you as soon as you enter, his loose, easy grin brightening. 

Mary sees it and turns around to find the source, calling you over. “I feel like I haven’t seen you all night,” she says, hugging you. “Want me to make you a drink?”

You nod eagerly, but James seizes up the booze before Mary can get to it. “No way, heavy-hand,” he teases, holding it out of her reach. “I saw you make your own, it’s at least half rum. I’ve gotcha, sweetheart.” He turns to you with an angelic smile. “What’ll you have?” 

You give Mary an apologetic shrug before batting your eyelashes at your boyfriend. “A rum and coke, please.” 

“Coming up, pretty girl.”

Mary watches his pour skeptically, and Lily scoffs when he puts down the bottle, reaching for the coke. “Okay, that was maybe a teaspoon of rum,” she says. “Think you guys could let her off her leash long enough to have some fun every once and awhile?” 

“She’s having fun,” Sirius argues, gripping you around the hips to lift you onto the counter beside James. He pushes up between your legs, giving you a dazzling smile. “Aren’t you, babydoll?”

Laughter bubbles readily out of your alcohol-lubricated throat, and you clench your thighs around Sirius’ middle, giving him a good squeeze. “Whaddya mean, my leash?” you ask Lily. 

“I’m just saying, maybe the reason we haven’t seen you all night is because these ones—” She slaps at Sirius’ hand where it roves the curve of your hip, and he pulls it back with a wounded look. “—won’t keep their hands off you long enough to let you go anywhere.” 

“Nobody’s stopping her from going where she pleases,” James says. “We’re just keeping an eye on her, making sure she can have fun without anybody bothering her or giving her alcohol poisoning.” He sticks his tongue at the other two girls as he finishes your drink, giving the cup a good swirl to ensure it’s all mixed up, but when he turns to pass it to you, he’s all sweetness. “You don’t mind, do you lovie?” 

You take a sip. It’s syrupy sweet and biteless on your tongue. “No,” you say into James’ warm brown eyes, “I don’t mind.” 

“She’s been hypnotized.” Mary throws up her hands, but she’s smiling. “There’s no hope for her now, they’ve got her in their thrall.” 

You laugh, and James grins at the sound, leaning down to press the tip of his nose to yours. “You agree with them, hm? You think we’ve got you hypnotized?” You press your lips to his, a lightning quick kiss that has your teeth clacking together from your mirrored smiles, and a denial is on the tip of your tongue before Sirius’ hand, the one on the opposite side of you from Lily and Mary, slips beneath your leg. His fingers roam wickedly over skin no one can see, nails just barely grazing your soft inner thigh. 

You swallow, words lost to you, and Sirius grins. “I’ll take that for a yes.”

#poly!marauders #protective marauders #protective!marauders #poly!marauders x reader #poly!marauders x fem!reader #poly!marauders x you #poly!marauders x self insert #poly!marauders x y/n #poly!marauders fanfiction #poly!marauders fanfic #poly!marauders fic #poly!marauders fluff #poly!marauders drabble #poly!marauders oneshot #poly!marauders one shot #poly!marauders imagine #poly!marauders scenario #protective!james potter #james potter #james potter x reader #protective!sirius black #sirius black #sirius black x reader #protective!remus lupin #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #marauders fanfiction #marauders fandom #hp marauders

[virgils-screams]

Me And You | Dukexiety

Virgil may seem ooc, so may Remus! I wrote this like a month ago-

Remus is too tired to be disturbing- lol

There are no TW! - Wow  am I right?

High school au, Janus is deaf, cause I could.

Could be read as platonic, not proof read.

____________________________________________

Virgil pulls out his phone to text Remus for his whereabouts, they had promised to go to the park after school but for some reason Remus had disappeared.

Sighing he scrolls through his contacts selecting Remus, when a grunt took his attention, he looked up and saw the gym doors open, with light pouring through, and like a cheesy chick-flic moment he peaked in.

In the center of the room Remus was wrestling another classmate. Ah, he forgot about his practice. He scanned the area quickly to see the other wrestlers watching intently as Remus had put a hold on his opponent, the coach signalling he had won moments later. The loser got up and glared at him as he rounded Remus to sit with who Virgil now assumed were other unlucky losers.

Virgil debated leaving and waiting for him out side so he wouldn't seem like a perv, and he was about to walk away too if it weren't for the coach calling up Janus.

Janus had a grin on his face as he stood opposite of Remus, he signed something to him before getting in position. Remus chuckled out "you wish" before also getting set.

Virgil saw Remus' eyes drift to him for a second, and Virgil ducked out from the door way immediately hearing an 'oof' and cheering shortly after.

"Great job, Janus!" One of the bystanders shouted.

... Oops, did he cause that?

Virgil scurried out of the school and opted to wait at his car and play on his phone.

"Slut."

"And hello to you too, Rem."

Remus rolled his eyes at him pushing him out of the way of the passenger door. "You cost me a perfect practice."

He hummed in acknowledgement going around to the drivers seat.

"One could argue you were fated to lose anyway, Janus almost always beats your ass."

He could almost feel the eye roll from Remus.

"Yeah, Almost! I had a chance if it wasn't for this strangely attractive pervert watching us fight."

Virgil pulled out of the parking lot only offering an amused smirk.

The drive to the park was relatively quiet besides the low hum from the radio as Remus switched from staring at his phone and looking out the window. His eyelids getting heavier by the minute.

"Hey, you dozing off there?" Virgil pushed his shoulder lightly.

"Mmh- hey!" The car swerved a bit when Remus shoved back.

"Alright, calm down," he sighed looking briefly at Remus, taking in his appearance. "You sure you don't wanna just head to your place? You seem pretty tired."

Remus shook his head sitting up in an effort to make himself more awake. "No, no, I wanna go to the park, I promised I would-" he was cut short with a yawn, glaring at Virgil when he laughed.

"C'mon, Rem, we can go to the park tomorrow,"

Remus watched in annoyance as Virgil turned down a road that lead the opposite direction of the park, momentarily contemplating grabbing the wheel.

"It's not like I'm gonna get any sleep anyway. My brothers are bringing friends over." He huffed.

"Well, then we'll go to my place, it's not like you haven't stayed over before."

Remus hummed distractedly, looking back out the window.

"Aight, we're here."

Remus all but drug himself into Virgils room, ignoring the snickers from Virgil.

"The twins will freak when they find you here." He commented setting his stuff on his desk then collapsing onto his bed.

Remus smiled fondly at the mention of them and got onto the bed with him.

"Your brothers are so sweet, I can't wait to be charged enough to play with them." He sighed closing his eyes when he got settled.

"Hm" the tv turned on to a show he couldn't give a rats ass about, but it lulled him to sleep nonetheless, along with the quick taps on Virgils laptop next to him.

Virgil was so focused on his work as he typed away for an assignment that was due Monday that he didn't register the snores coming from beside him and only realized Remus was asleep when he turned and threw an arm into his laptop, which, not that anyone would know, scared the bejesus out if Virgil.

"Holy shit-" his right hand clutching his chest where his heart would be, turning to Remus' sleeping form.

"If you broke it, youre paying."

He muttered turning back to his laptop, he carefully pulled it from under Romans arm and surveyed the damage. "Oh, that's not so bad you only," his voice raised slightly in a panic as he continued, "erased half of my work!? Dammit!" He sighed carding his hand through his hair, he set his laptop to the side and just laid back watching the tv as he conveniently forgot about his work. Soon after falling asleep.

His phone alarm woke him up, he tried to sit up but when he couldn't he started to panic, even more so when the grip tightened around him tried to move again.

A tired groaning noise caused him to look to his side, a sleeping Remus hugging onto him like a koala bear.

"Ah.. That explains the- yeah" a sigh of relief escaped his lips as he carefully reached for his phone trying to not wake Remus.

When he finally managed to turn off his alarm he relaxed back into the bed, Remus now snuggling closer into him.

The warmth and the comfortability of it all quickly made him fall asleep again, damn, Remus was like a heater.

"REMUS IS HERE!!" The twins, Patton and Thomas yelled in unison, promptly jumping onto them.

"He-hey you guys-"

They squealed bouncing on the bed slowly but surely pushing Virgil off. Rude.

"Boys! Boys do you want ice cream?" Virgil hissed out trying to get the boys to quiet down.

They stopped immediately, turning to him with a gasp. "I'll get you some if you beat me down stairs."

In a moments notice they scrambled of the bed racing down stairs. Virgil chuckled lightly getting up to follow them, only turning back at the doorway to make sure Remus was still asleep.

Sure enough he was sprawled out on Virgils bed snoring away. Virgil rolled his eyes closing the door behind him, only Remus could sleep through such an attack, "weirdo." Virgil whispered fondly before the soft click of the door shutting was heard, leaving Remus to rest peacefully.

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A/N: yes, I know Janus is deaf and cannot hear Remus say 'you wish', but, I wrote it with lip reading in mind. Thank you.

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wait are there people earnestly defending genshin by saying that dark skin just doesn't work in anime style?

oh that’s just the tip of the iceberg! Other stuff I’ve seen (on my own damn, very neutrally worded post even) are

-but but there’s light skinned people in the Middle East too they’re just representing them! (Ok and where are the dark skinned people? MENA/SWANA isn’t 98% lily white WHERE ARE YOUR BRONE AND BLACK PEOPLE?)

-no one cares lol (hm well there’s 1k+ notes on this and 25+ comments all agreeing this was a wasted opportunity, so clearly by statistical alone you’re…wrong. Quite a few people care actually!)

-china doesn’t care about dark skinned people so they won’t put dark skinned people in! (Holy xenophobia. Uh. Ok so china DOES have a serious issue w colorism+racism BUT it’s also not a racial monolith AND it also has some pretty diverse gatcha games already? For starters there’s arknights and dislyte, and there’s absolutely more. Don’t use an entire country to shield one company’s shitty racist decisions bc that’s ALSO racist)

- his skin is white bc he’s based off a fennec fox which has white fur (literally when has any kemonomimi design based the skin color off the fur and not the hair. Even yae miko FROM GENSHIN has pink fur and pink hair, her skin is independent of that)

-I personally am from that region and am pale so I do not see the problem (ok good for you? But tons of people who ARENT pale (or who are but wanted more diversity) are rightly frustrated that the first region where they had an honest reason to make more people dark skinned refuses to go darker that a cafe au lait. they aren’t doing this to rep light skinned south Asians or North Africans or whoever they’re doing it bc they don’t think it’s worth it to represent darker skin tones and YOU KNOW THIS. Don’t be stupid at me)

on that note, I’ve seen very similar trains of dumbasses run on other people who have brought up legitimate complaints on the outfits that the sumeru cast has been put in. It doesn’t matter how well they researched actual Persian dancer outfits or the effect western oreintalism and movies like Aladdin has had in it and the perception of their dance and culture, or their personal relation to it, or how they word it, a bunch of idiots will inevitably be like ‘well I think that the outdated inaccurate racist outfits that they referenced off of other gatcha games and jrpgs from the 90s is sexy and I don’t care about this so shut the fuck yo and stop asking them to do better’ and it pisses me off, honestly

Like really? Why is this so hard for people to understand? If you’re going to use real life cultures you have to try and be respectful of them-and the real life ones are often WAY prettier and more creative than anything a lazy sterotypes from the 1800s could’ve come up with. We can do better now and it looks better feels better and is more interesting and engaging so why are people so resistant to it? Why does it hurt their brains so much to think about the fact they aren’t the center of the world for once? Idk

And for the record, before anyone gets any ideas, fgo is NOT better just bc arjuna and ashwatthama are actually dark skinned. You can’t say shit about how racist Scheherazade’s design is on twitter without a bunch of people who think masturbating to porn filtered with racial tags applied makes them culturally sensitive screaming at you about how you’re too easily offended and need to get over yourself; bc as we all know the hypersexualization and fetishization of dark skinned women isn’t a serious irl issue that is perpetuated by stupid shit like a gatcha game having its horny h*rem girl design tell you that you should just station her in your bedroom bc that’s all she’s useful for when you summon her! (THIS IS SARCASM)

Like ffs one side here is obviously more easily offended than the other and it’s not the one you think…

#neg post #my asks #SORRY THIS SEEMS OUT OF NOWHERE BUT IT BOTHERS ME SO MUCH #for the record I am white but like #i hate how no one can address racism in any of these games without being fucking dogpiled! get over yourselves! #read some books in this shit bc it DOES effect the real world even if you scream it doesn’t #just the most annoying thing ever bc you’ll be having a normal decent discussion and some asshole will smash in and start howling about how #everyone is so easily offended no one can say anything like my good bitch you are the offended one here