Patton defending the dark sides from one of my fics, which I'm sharing because idk:
"If Thomas isn't evil, doesn't that mean none of us are either? He’s a good person, and we’re all parts of him. Plus, I say they’re good people, and I— I’m Morality!”
More beans: Acquired!
Patterns: cut
Colors: matched
Bois: pinned together
Reference boi: ready
Special eyes for the special boi: Ready
Roman, in the tune of Uptown Funk: I'm too hot!
Logan: *gets up and turns down the heat*
Roman, internally: Yeah, okay, I guess he doesn't know that song
The next day—
Remus, in the tune of Uptown Funk: I'm too hot!
Logan, looking Roman dead in the eyes: Hot damn.
Roman: *gasp*
[Virgil, quietly: Guess we know who Logan's favorite twin is...]
(There is a see-through glass shower door unless otherwise specified)
Virgil: Have you seen my headphones?
Patton: I haven't, sorry kiddo, I’ll tell you if I see them
Virgil: Thanks
Virgil: Have you seen my headphones?
Logan: No. I will inform you if I do.
Virgil: Thanks
Virgil: Have you se— Roman?
Roman, frozen:
Virgil: Um, hey? You alright?
Roman: *squeak*
Roman: *falls over*
Virgil: ...Well we don't have time to unpack all of that *sinks out*
Virgil: H—
Janus: No, whatever you're going to ask, I don't, I haven’t, whatever, the answer is no. Now will you people let me soak in peace?
Virgil: *hiss*
Janus: *hisses back*
Virgil: Have you seen my headphones?
Remus, fully clothed, thoughtfully: I had headphones once. They were crunchy.
Virgil: …Please tell me you didn't eat my headphones.
Remus: No, I don't like the black flavor.
Virgil, used to this: Alright
C!Fundy's grandmother is a fridge and mother is a salmon. That's all that's the post
[Patton and Emile meet]
Patton: Oh, hi, kiddo! The fans have told me so much about you, about how we'd get along super well—
Emile, whipping out a notepad: So, tell me about your need to always have the answer and inability to say that you don't know for fear of disappointing the others. When did that start?
Patton, tears already streaming down his face: What.
Logic
Creativity
Morality
Anxiety
Deceit
Creativity (but spicy)
Package tracker: You shipment is a state away and should arrive by the end of the day.
Me, sitting in the windowsill in the morning: Mail??
Me: Alright, one last try. Sapnap. Sap. Nap.
My brain: SMAPMAP :DDDD
Me: I fucking give up—
Me: Okay, let's go through this again. Spell his name?
My brain: S-A-P-N-A-P.
Me: And how do you say his name?
My brain: Sap-Nap.
Me: Again, slower.
My brain: Sap. Nap.
Me: Good. Now, what's his name?
My brain: Hehehe Snapnap
Me: NO
Reasons why I frequently make my friends and family baked goods/confections:
So they'll never feel desperate enough to betray me for turkish delight
Love I guess
He/they (both equally good)I love asks, requests, general interaction, and stuff like that!Mostly various fandom stuff, I'm just having a good time and enjoying myselfI hope I can make you smile :)
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