#justanotherpurplebutterfly

[variablejabberwocky]

@justanotherpurplebutterfly replied to your post “you have to enable boops for people to boop...”:

How do I enable it?

​a button at the top of your dash

like on a fresh dash. not one several pages in.

if...uh that makes any sense

#justanotherpurplebutterfly #apologies if you got this message three times #tumblr is a functioning website #and decides IF i get to actually post messages or not #boop

[delimeful]

Soooo... with how many installments there are in the Sit back and watch the world go by universe, and how many AUs there are of it, I gotta ask... WIBAR Beach episode when?

*it’s always sunny in philadelphia music plays*

#asks #jellyfish would probably actually be more unsettling to them #sharks seem very classic deathworld with all the teeth and the specialized ability to smell blood etc #jellyfish should be harmless little guys mostly composed of simple substances and most of them are but also some of them kill in one touch #wibar #beach episode NOW *hands roman a hermit crab* #justanotherpurplebutterfly #shark #queue

[tulipanthousa]

Come ask you to infodump about omegaverse worldbuilding, you say? Don't mind if I yes! Roman made me go weak-kneed too with his carefulness, I loved it! What was his family situation like? And... bit of a non-sequiter here but is there discrimination in the job market based on A/B/O?

romans parents are a pair of alpha lesbians, who raised him with like. peak chivalrous butch energy as his model for masculinity. He was their only child and so has never lived with beta or omegas and was determined to be on his best behavior

naturally, he got saddled with virgil

and yes, i covered a bit of that in earlier asks and it mostly is similar to real-world sexism, with the addition that alphas and omega are considered more inherently territorial, emotionally-driven and aggressive than betas, who are considered calmer and more levelheaded, so some jobs fall along that line in different ways in regards to dynamics.

for example theres the same "women as primary school teachers, men as high school and above" teachers, with the addition that an alpha would have an even harder time getting a primary school teacher job (even if she was a woman) and an omega would be scoffed at for either because even if it's primary school theyre "not objective enough"

#ask #justanotherpurplebutterfly #presenting verse

[tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors]

Hey Vi! So sorry if this seems stalkery but I follow and get notifs from the TS BigBang blog, and I noticed the mod tagged you in a check-in but your name tag wasn't activated, it was just plain text... so just FYI, if you haven't checked in already, they said the deadline was today. I was actually really hyped when I saw your name in the list. I can't wait to see what you write this year!

yeah i um. thanks, i appreciate you trying to help, and im really sorry to dissappoint you but im gonna have to drop the big bang this year. i've been having really bad mental health for the passed few months and i was barely keeping up with my regular posting, and then my financial situation changed and im sturggling to even afford groceries..... im really sorry and incredibly dissappointed in myself. i hope i can do better for yall next year

#ask #justanotherpurplebutterfly

[skeletinmoss]

I'm not a master of forshorting but hope this is good enough

@justanotherpurplebutterfly

#sanders sides #love inc au #janus sanders #ts janus

[writing-thuri]

Idk if you meant those prompt for Sanders sides fics but if you did... Maybe logince or roceit with "do I look as bad as I feel?"

While I was mostly just saving them for myself, I couldn’t resist and can’t say no to you!

Logince it is!

***

“Do I look as bad as I feel?”

Logan snorted softly, not pausing as he gently dabbed ointment over Roman’s forehead. “I’d have to say that depends.”

Roman cracked one eye suspiciously. “On what?”

“On if you’re feeling particularly gorgeous or not,” Logan answered mildly, privately delighted when a bright flush spread upwards across Roman’s cheeks, turning them even pinker. He was, Logan had noted multiple times, utterly incapable of taking a compliment. Which was why Logan so enjoyed bestowing them.

“Lo!” Roman groaned, hiding his face in his hands. “You are completely ruining the atmosphere here! I’m dying.”

Logan snorted again. “You have a sunburn, Roman, I think you’ll survive.”

“But will my complexion?” Roman countered huffily. “Who will love me, when my face is the texture of old leather?”

“Me.” Logan leaned in, pressing a soft kiss against Roman’s lips. “I’m willing to make that sacrifice.”

“I don’t see why it’s a sacrifice, when...mmph!”

Kissing Roman was, Logan had long ago learned, and excellent way to shut him up.

#justanotherpurplebutterfly #logince #thuriweaver writing #prompt fill

[crimson-chains]

Do you have a masterpost for the Love Among Us comic? I tried searching the tag but the first parts don't show up in it, and the individual posts aren't linked...

I do not have a master post, but you can read it on webtoons or tapas in order! ^^

#asks #justanotherpurplebutterfly

[ask-fantasy-sanders-sides]

Was that a pun, V? Patton would be proud xD

(Virgil smirks slightly, but doesn’t answer)

#lets roll #justanotherpurplebutterfly #please tell me if i need to tag anything else!

[fangirltothefullest]

I just found and binged your DATLEH AU BC it's so freaking cute???? I love them a lot :')

Thank you! 83 I hope all the pictures show up in the tags, they have a habit of not always showing up.

#justanotherpurplebutterfly

[pens-swords-stuff]

Hey, could I also be tagged in the bridesmaid WIP? I am very intrigued 👀👀 or do you have an AO3 account as well, bc Tumblr doesn't always notifies me about mentions..

You’ve been added, thank you so much!

I unfortunately don’t have an AO3 account where I post things yet. I probably won’t post Always The Bridesmaid there since it’s not fannish content whatsoever either. I’ll definitely let everyone know when I’m ready to take the leap and start posting my works somewhere though :)

Thanks so much for asking, I appreciate you being interested.

Always The Bridesmaid: WIP Pre-Introduction

#undine answers stuff #taglist #justanotherpurplebutterfly

[delimeful]

So, I usually go through your blog or patreon when you update something and EVERY TIME I come across the Mere Monstrosities fic I read it to the tune of Bare Necessities from Mowgli. I can't take it seriously anymore hahah

damn the syllables line up and everything, that's hilarious

#asks #justanotherpurplebutterfly #mm #mere monstrosity #queue

[crankywhenprovoked]

Do you include fair folk/faeries in your definition of supernatural? If so, maybe fae Janus who is very intrigued by/enamoured with human Logan or Roman? Only if inspiration strikes you ofc

“You’re back again.”  Roman smiled, as he saw the glint off Janus’s wings.

“I am, is that a problem?”  He asked, landing on a tree branch above where Roman was sitting.

“Not at all, I’m just surprised each time that you show up again.”

Janus nodded slightly, tilting his head as he watched Roman’s pencil work over the page of the book resting against his leg.  Looking out towards where Roman kept looking, he spied the bird that he was drawing, before looking back down.

“You know the woods are quite dangerous.”  Janus told him, flittering off the branch to come sit on Roman’s outstretched leg.

“I’m aware of the dangers that this forest has to offer.  And yet, here I sit, nary a dangerous thing bothering me,”  Roman smirked, looking over the edge of his book.  “Well, except you of course.”

“As you should well remember.”

Roman laughed softly, jostling his leg enough to make Janus fall onto the ground on his back, crossing his arms.

“That’s not very nice.”

Chuckling again, Roman shook his head and went back to working on his drawing, making Janus pout slightly.  Laying on the ground for another minute, he gave up on being mad, getting up and climbing up Roman’s clothes to sit on his shoulder.  Watching the small movements of the pencil making each feather stand out always amazed him, how Roman could make things come to life on the pages of his book.

As Roman added a few more details, he frowned slightly as the bird took off, flying through the canopy of trees above.

“Well, that’s that.”  Roman sighed, looking over his drawing once more before closing the book.

“Nothing else that you want to draw?”

“Do you see anything else living around here?”

Janus looked around for a moment before snapping his fingers, a flower growing in front of Roman’s feet.  Taking off from his shoulder, he settled himself against the petals, posing while giving Roman a pointed look.  Blinking a few times, Roman opened his book up to a new page, glancing over Janus a few times before starting to draw.

Never in a million years would Janus have thought to actually let someone document his appearance.  It was almost as sacred as his real name, which Roman had gotten out of him the third time they had met.  But maybe that’s why he was doing this, letting Roman in more than anyone else before, or ever again for that matter.

“Doing ok?”  Roman asked softly.

“Yea, I’m ok.”

Nodding his head, Roman worked his pencil against the paper, not fast like he was with the bird, which made Janus’s heart flutter.  As he realized that Roman wasn’t worried about moving fast and getting it done, he wanted to make sure it was right.  And he knew that Janus wouldn’t fly away.

“You’re turning me into a sap.”  Janus mumbled under his breath, shaking his head when Roman hummed at him.  “Nothing.  Just musing to myself.”

Roman nodded his head, going back to his drawing, capturing a little bit more of Janus’s heart with each mark of his pencil.

#roceit #justanotherpurplebutterfly

[suppressedanxiety]

Does Virgil have nightmares about what the other dark sides might do if they found him like this? If so, when Roman tries to wake him up from the nightmare, Virgil could mistake him for Remus at first and be terrified. Roman could start wondering how the other dark sides actually treat Virgil. Could try to ignore these thoughts, the dark sides antagonize each other after all, right? But then why was there true fear in Virgil’s eyes when he woke up?

Anonymous said: /yessssssssss/ wreak these boys. gosh what would happen if the others were to find out? is that a better risk than the light sides?

A few meager hours later, Virgil jerked upright with a gasp, his heart racing as though he’d just run a marathon.

Already the nightmare was fading into vague images and sensations-- familiar clawed hands squeezing him hard enough that something vital popped, a box closing in on him until he ran out of space to breathe, something involving snakes-- but his breath still stuttered with every inhale. 

He shuddered and kicked the cartoon-patterned blankets off of his legs, slowly drawing himself up into a ball like a particularly pathetic pillbug. His bruises twinged in protest.

Though he couldn’t see Logan, he could hear the other Side’s deep, restful inhales from across the room, and felt an odd mixture of relief and frustration. He didn’t want the others to see him like this, but he wished he could rub their stupid, fake-sympathetic faces in the fact that he was only getting more fucked up from this ‘experiment,’ make it their problem. 

Still, no matter how much he complained about them finding him like this... it was better than the alternative.

He shoved his hands in his pockets roughly, and then rested his chin on top of his knees and settled in to doze lightly for another restless night. 

@justanotherpurplebutterfly said: How much longer till the next switch?

It was a testament to Roman’s investment, Logan noted, that he was dedicated enough to wake up early and come to Logan’s room. Particularly since he was often busy clinging to the last vestiges of Thomas’s REM sleep at this hour. 

Logan had been up for a while, having obtained a mug of coffee and sat himself at his desk to get his backlog of work done. He’d offered a greeting to Anxiety, but the tiny side must have been still sleeping or outright ignoring him behind those curtains. 

He glanced once more at the untouched leftovers from the previous evening and then rose from his chair. Roman started up his rhythmic knocking again just as he reached the door, and he tugged it open with a raised eyebrow. “I heard you the first time, Roman.” 

“Then put some pep in that step, Specs! I don’t know about you, but I’m not planning to be late to another one of Dear Patton’s meals.” 

Logan rolled his eyes, but ultimately conceded the point. “Come in, then.” 

He walked back over to the desk, hesitating for a moment before settling on tapping the desk outside Anxiety’s box a couple times. Knocking on the glass itself felt too much like a child tormenting fish in an aquarium. 

“Anxiety? It’s morning, and Roman is here to collect you. Are you awake?” he asked, studying the overhang for any sign of movement.   

The bed was quiet for a long moment, and Logan sighed, lowering the glass walls with barely a thought. “Anxiety? Please don’t ignore me.” 

Roman looked between him and the bed a couple of times, confused. 

“Why don’t you just… y’know, grab him?” He asked, gesturing slightly in example.

“The curtains are a measure of privacy and security. I told Anxiety I would not interact with them or intrude upon them without his explicit permission.” Logan explained curtly, a twitch of one of the blankets catching his eye. 

“Oh, so the see-through box didn’t work so well as a room? Who could have guessed?” Roman said with a teasing grin. 

Personally, Logan thought that was hypocritical coming from someone who had easy control over every room in Anxiety’s ‘castle,’ but he let the comment pass in favor of continuing to watch the bed. The creative Side shifted from foot to foot, already bored with waiting. 

“Anxiety, come on, I want to get breakfast. Let’s go already!”

“Shut it, Princey. I’m- ugh, I’m coming, just give me a second.” Anxiety’s voice was underscored with strain as the curtains shifted, occasionally cut off by small grunts of effort. Roman and Logan shared a concerned look, and when the tiny side finally managed to climb out of the bed, they both immediately noticed how stiff he was. 

Well. That, and...

“Pfft!” Roman pressed a hand against his mouth to muffle his laughter at the sight of Anxiety’s hair suffering a case of the worst bed head he’d ever seen. The tiny side scowled at him immediately. 

“What’s so funny, Sir Chuckles?” he snapped, only making Roman wheeze harder. 

“Y-- Your hair!” 

Anxiety reached up automatically, his face reddening slightly as he encountered the mess of fluff sticking up at odd angles atop his head. It was certainly a sight to see, since he generally appeared with his hair firmly slicked down to hide behind his bangs. Logan wasn’t sure he’d ever seen so much of Anxiety’s forehead before. 

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Anxiety said scathingly, quickly flipping his hood up, “I was a little busy being stuck in a glass box to notice my reflection in the mirror I don’t have and brush my hair with the hairbrush I don’t have.” 

“Oh, c’mon, it’s not that bad” Roman cajoled, his hand darting forwards and tugging the hood back off. Anxiety automatically twitched away, and then made a sound like a trodden-upon mouse, his hand jumping to his torso. 

Logan shot Roman a sharp look, making him wince. “Shit, are you--?” 

“Fine,” Anxiety said brusquely, the effect lessened slightly by how small his voice was to them. He removed his hand, pointedly flipping his hood back up before returning his hands into his hoodie pockets. “Let’s just get this over with.” 

#asks #the-opal-essence #justanotherpurplebutterfly #anonymous #chrono #((back in business boys :) ))

[ask-the-tooth-and-claw-clan]

Shrinking potion?? Virgil is already very small in comparison, so using the potion on him seems like a bad idea. And why would tiny dragons be better able to take care of a human child?

“You’re gonna love this,” Remy said cheerfully. “So you’re worried about getting the kid everything he needs, right?” 

“Yes,” Logan said slowly. “I don’t see what a shrinking potion has to do with any of that.” 

“Well, the thing is, kids are unpredictable. You’ll never know when you may need to get something from a human village, not to mention since it’s winter I’m sure food is more scarce?” 

“It is,” Logan admitted. 

“My point is, it may be smart to have him be able to get to a village whenever he needs to.”

“This does not solve the issue of him going gto a village alone-” Logan started, but Remy cut him off excitedly.

“No, it does though! By my calculations, the shrinking effect of this potion would turn a creature of your size into the size of, say a barn cat. One of you could easily go with him and hide under a cloak, so that he can get what he needs without being left to fend completely for himself.” 

“I...I mean...he, he does not have a cloak,” Logan stammered out, but Remy waved the concern away. 

“A cloak I can get him, easy peasy. What I can’t do is replcae the services of an entire village, Logan. Trust me, this is your best bet.”

#justanotherpurplebutterfly #asks and answers

[fanartfunart]

My dash did a thing

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Ohmygoodness. Amazing.

#remus sanders #murder mention #? #its not really murder if it's god is it??????? #justanotherpurplebutterfly #I love this #fhdjkslahjklas #submission

[snowdice]

I started reading at 17:00, right after shutting down my computer for the day. It is now 22:15, and I'm 24 chapters and a metric ton of squealing and laughing further. I don't know how you kept surprising me but holy cow, that story was so good! Can't wait to have a look at your other works (tho not now, as I do want to get some sleep at some point tonight)! So glad you joined the Big Bang, or I might've never found you!

Well... RIP your sleep schedule. I’m glad you liked it though! I hope you get some sleep. Thanks for reading. :)

#adriana answers #not writing #kill dear asks #big bang 2020 #justanotherpurplebutterfly