Now, I'm No Expert By Any Means, But I've Been Following Fish Long Enough That I Can Say With A Fair

Janus: Hey I'm ba—

Remus, clinging onto his leg: NEVER LEAVE ME AGAIN

Janus: Are you alright?

Remus: I HAVE ABANDONMENT ISSUES JANNIE NEVER LEAVE ME

Janus: You— what?

Remus: Because Virgil left! And [R̴̢̢̧̟̭̲̗͍̔̓͐̒̈́͌̎͒̓͊̚͠Ę̵̫͙͔̗̤͆̌̌̀̿͋́̄͊̽̚͠ͅͅD̷̛̛̮̝̜́͋́̕̚Ả̷̛̲̟͍̃̇͋̑̇́͛̚C̶̢̱͔͈͎͔͚̤͍̿̀͛̇͗͗̈́̾͑̾̕͜͠T̵̟͎͖̘͈͎̻̑̊̾͛̓̀͊̄͝ͅÉ̶̢͇̭̜̋̇̑̀́̐͗̾̉̀̕͠͝ͅͅD̸͉̓̀̾̉̆̃̆̊̊̿̀̾̈́] left! And you can't leave too!

Janus: (picks him up) Hey, I just went to the store. Next time you can come with me, okay? I'm not going anywhere. Okay?

Remus: *sniffle* Okay...

Roman, still there: ...Who's [R̴̢̢̧̟̭̲̗͍̔̓͐̒̈́͌̎͒̓͊̚͠Ę̵̫͙͔̗̤͆̌̌̀̿͋́̄͊̽̚͠ͅͅD̷̛̛̮̝̜́͋́̕̚Ả̷̛̲̟͍̃̇͋̑̇́͛̚C̶̢̱͔͈͎͔͚̤͍̿̀͛̇͗͗̈́̾͑̾̕͜͠T̵̟͎͖̘͈͎̻̑̊̾͛̓̀͊̄͝ͅÉ̶̢͇̭̜̋̇̑̀́̐͗̾̉̀̕͠͝ͅͅD̸͉̓̀̾̉̆̃̆̊̊̿̀̾̈́]?

Janus: . . .

Janus: Thank you for making sure Remus didn't burn down the dark side. I appreciate it.

Roman: Wait, Janus, who's [R̴̢̢̧̟̭̲̗͍̔̓͐̒̈́͌̎͒̓͊̚͠Ę̵̫͙͔̗̤͆̌̌̀̿͋́̄͊̽̚͠ͅͅD̷̛̛̮̝̜́͋́̕̚Ả̷̛̲̟͍̃̇͋̑̇́͛̚C̶̢̱͔͈͎͔͚̤͍̿̀͛̇͗͗̈́̾͑̾̕͜͠T̵̟͎͖̘͈͎̻̑̊̾͛̓̀͊̄͝ͅÉ̶̢͇̭̜̋̇̑̀́̐͗̾̉̀̕͠͝ͅͅD̸͉̓̀̾̉̆̃̆̊̊̿̀̾̈́]?

Janus: I'm sure you have very important princely duties—

Remus: *snicker*

Janus: —to fulfill, I'd hate to keep you from them.

Roman, as he's being sent away: JANUS WHO IS—

Remus: *sigh* I miss Janus...

Roman: He just went to the store, he'll be back in an hour.

Remus: *bangs fist on table* THAT'S WHAT VIRGIL SAID TOO

Just kicked my brother's ass in Wii sports boxing, which was funny because my Mii is Patton, so new headcanon: Patton is super good at boxing but just hasn't mentioned it to the other sides until somehow Roman ropes him in to boxing with him and Patton just knocks him tf out

Logan: Let me get this straight—

Patton: Good luck with that!

Logan: You made a two-layer lemon cake.

Patton: Yes.

Logan: It is not vegan or gluten-free, only dairy-free. It has eggs and wheat.

Patton: Yes.

Logan: Your mother is allergic to gluten, your brother is vegan and doesn't like lemon, your father isn't a huge fan of desserts.

Patton: Yes.

Logan: So you made an entire two-layer cake that only you can eat.

Patton: Yes.

Logan: And you made it how long ago?

Patton: Yesterday.

Logan: And you've eaten how much?

Patton: Half.

Logan: ...How.

Patton:

̴̢͈̘̫̟͍̠̙̻̹͑̿l̴̛͎̪͚̺͚̪͂̊̅̅̈̌̈́̌̕͠e̵̡̱̦͎̹͍͉̭̗͙͇͍̖̹̩̾̌̔͛̑̽̄͋̚͠ ̵̧̢̗̑̔͐̈́̓̑͊̈́̓̈́͗͌̓̇͒̑̉͘͜m̸̰̖̲̪̋̅̍̈́́̈̓̈̂͒̓̓͘͜͝ȏ̵͔̞̘̹̤͈̈́̈́̎̉́̔̉̈́̂͊̚͘͠͝͝ǹ̸̝̞͇̣̪̻́̂̂̂̏̅̌͌̽̂͒̀́͘͝ ̴̡̙͉͎͈̦͙̖͍͉͖̝̺̀́̈́̑́̄͘͠ ̴̢̧̱̝̫̝͇͍͉͈̙̱͕̣̙͖̲̹͋̿́͐͗̀̈́̅̇̓͜c̷̨̳̩̳̮͈̞̪͖͎͎͉̏͆́̃̚͠á̶̢̝̩̽͂̌͛͆̀̐̂̃̇͂̊̈́͒̇̑̕͝ ̸̢̟̮͚̫͔͈̖̟̥̗̣̰̮̓̈́̈́̏͐̅̎̿̋̚̚k̸͓̗̲͍̯͈̯͆̌̈́̿̒͛̾͊̒͗̒͋̚͝ ̵̡̡̨̧̛̮͙̯͕̤̮͇̥̽̒̐̈́͑̂͌̔̈͑̓̽̚ḝ̷̢̦̮̣̺̭̭͉̈́̄́̿̆̂͘͝ͅ ̸̫̥̗̳͎̮͕̬̼̬̥̘̑͑̑̀̈̓͛̔̈́̊́̌͘͜͠ ̷̢̡͈̝͚̖̙̩̺̼͔̭̻͚̝̹̀ ̴̨̩̣̳̜͓̠̘̗̟̦͇̪̳̗̈́̅͛̄͊͜͝͝

It took so goddamn long for me to be diagnosed with ADHD because I'm a "good student" who "stays engaged" and "understands the material" and has straight As and I was sitting there drawing penguins instead of taking notes, spacing out during class, asking my friends what just happened ten seconds ago, unable to focus in silence, bullshitting my way through everything

i love how neurotypical people try to gatekeep mental illnesses and say things like “oh you don’t have ADHD, you just have a lot of energy”, “you’re not depressed, you just need to go outside and hang out with your friends more”, and my absolute favourite, “it’s all in your head” well yeah last time I checked that’s where my brain is

I just got reminded of this post and while the sentiment is still completely true, I don't identify as a trans boy anymore skdhksdh

I have since decided that basically I don't like gender (for myself, it's great for people who like it/want one) and don't want to participate in it

Me, years ago: If I want to be a Proper Trans Boy and be Respected By People then I must always be masculine and not wear dresses, or skirts, or makeup, or paint my nails—

The Internet:

So may I introduce to you,

The life-changing concepts of,

Toxic Masculinity

and

Femboys

Me, crying in joy, painting my nails, curling my eyelashes, wearing a dress because it is Too Damn Hot for shorts, self-esteem skyrocketing: Yeah go ahead

A littol Virgil! (Does this count as fanart?)

Based off the Campfire Au Vee by @tscampfireau (HIGHLY recommend you check it out, it's awesome!)

Just Remus Being Relatable In My Band AU Fic

“This is very disconcerting. Patton, you sweet little puffball, come back." (When Patton's acting punk)

“Look, guy. I’m not in the mood to fight. But if you don't leave, I will fight you, and music’s not the only thing I’m trained in.” (What, karate?) “No, common sense. I have two knives on my body, want to find out where?”

(Do you really have two knives) “Nope. I have four. If he gets the two, he thinks it’s done, I pull out the third. He’s like, okay, that's pretty smart, he gets the third, and then I stab with the fourth.”

“I’m just making sure I don't get the wrong idea here! It's good to know the status of your friends’ relationships! Shut up.” (They haven't said anything) “They’re mocking me with their eyes.”

“Not to stereotype, but I’m kind of flaming."

(Glare) "You know you're going to win this because I’m not allowed to explain the situation.”

"How do you want to celebrate? Don't tell me you don't do something to celebrate after winning against the entire state."

“I like having smooth legs."

"Get on my back, I’ll carry you.” (Really?) “Yeah. We have to preserve your perfect marshmallow body, don't we?”

“Tell me if he bothers you again. I will make him regret it.”

"I crack jokes when I'm uncomfortable as a coping mechanism, so I can't have a serious conversation about it, so yeah, worm.”

“I’m afraid of going out unarmed at night or evening. I mean, it's a pretty simple fix, though; I arm myself.”

“I feel stupid arming myself just to go for a walk at night. I’m working on it.”

Janus’s light side name is Janan

Nobody Asked, But If I Could Say One Thing To Each Of The Sides, They'd Be:

Roman: We appreciate you. Not everything you make has to be the work of Adam (Driver). It's okay to mess up. You aren't just Thomas's hero; you're the hero of a lot of fans too.

Orange: TBD. (Right now, 'Come out, come out, wherever you are!')

Janus: Thank you. Also, I think your name is awesome.

Remus: You aren't evil. You're just as important as the other sides.

Patton: It's okay to say 'I don't know.' You aren't supposed to have all the answers. You aren't letting anyone down.

Logan: I listen when you're talking, and I learn from you, and I know a lot of other fans do. You can show your emotions, we know you have them. We'll always take you seriously.

Virgil: We love you. You've never been the villain— you've always been looking out for Thomas's safety.

(I know some of them aren't really 'one thing' shh)

(I know Remus is as important as everyone else because @thatsthat24 doesn't make one-dimensional sides. All the sides are like onions: they have several layers and once they're revealed you usually start crying)

Hey since science side of tumblr explained this can I get science side of tumblr to explain my vision

So I made this:

So like if I shut one of my eyes I see everything either in cooler or warmer colors and this is my best approximation, it's weird as hell and nobody can explain it to me (but I mean I haven't gone to a vision-color-eye-expert-person) and I'm not colorblind or anything I've checked

So science side of tumblr help please?

The human memory is so weird.

Example: every single time I smell a bar of dove soap, I think of this one kid I used to go to school with. Now, I can't tell you his age. I can't tell you his favorite color. I can hardly tell you his first name.

But I remember that he always smelled like dove soap.

No matter what. It's like he carried dove soap around in his pockets. Just plain old dove white soap. And it was so strong but not overpowering— like, it wasn't a dove deodorant or something, it was like straight-up smelling a bar of dove soap whenever you were near him.

So now every time I smell dove soap he pops into my mind.

Why?

I can hardly remember my tumblr password sometimes, I forgot my own age a bit ago and had to use a calculator to figure it out. But no matter what, I remember this kid from fifth grade always smelled like dove soap.

Science side of tumblr please explain