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Sun 4 Apr ‘21
HAPPY EASTER HE IS RISEN, yes indeed for the first time in oh so long we got PICTURES OF LOUIS!! IT’S BEEN 84 YEARS OMG. And we weren’t even meant to get these-- OP tells us he said no to pictures so they snuck a couple anyway, ugh, sorry Lou. But it did happen and they were posted so-- two blurry pics of Louis from yesterday in Tulum Mexico, a vacation spot known for its hip art scene. (OP said it was yesterday, another person saw him at the airport last week, his hair is long, the restaurant is new, and there is a person with a mask in the picture, yes: it IS current.) He’s on an outdoor restaurant patio with a couple people, and neither they nor (more surprisingly) the restaurant employees are masked, to the very loud dismay of the fandom.
ANYWAY discourse discourse yadda yadda; Louis was spotted arriving at the airport there last week, fully masked up. He is with a couple guys in the pictures who look to be Oli (who we haven’t seen for even longer than Louis it’s been SO LONG OMG HI OLI) and Charlie Lightening; it’s impossible to really tell if that’s Charlie, but he posted about flying somewhere for the first time in a long time yesterday (while wearing a hat very like the one the guy in the picture is wearing), and Charlie’s recent posting about Louis plus Louis’ announcement about the documentary make it seem as if they might be actively working. Maybe Louis is writing/ recording down there in another arsty hipster hotspot like the California spot he told us about and Charlie is documenting, maybe they’re shooting something else, or hey maybe it really is just a vacay- despite a ‘crypto and NFT entrepreneur’ tagging Louis to say “that was iconic thank you bro...Tulum is magical” with a SHHHH emoji, the guy said via DM that he just spotted Louis there, they “vibed for a bit”, and that Louis thanked him for not asking for pics or making a scene because “he was on a private vacation with his friend and manager.” Considering that this guy was unable to resist immediately posting tagging Louis and then spilled their whole convo to a fan (and he seems like a total tool) it would make sense if Louis didn’t necessarily tell him all his business though yknow? All I can say is I HOPE they’re filming cause oh my goddddd Louis looks SO GOOD! I need ALL THE FOOTAGE! That hair and facial hair, what a LOOK he’s hiding from us DAMN. Not as sure about the socks and sandals part of the look though, maybe that’s the real reason he said no pics, lol. I mean Harry wasn’t afraid to show off the literal exact same look with the same damn shoes but it wouldn’t be like Harry to flinch at looking silly in public now would it (bless his heart)?
And if that wasn’t enough, rumors circulated about Louis’ label-- an update account posted a much redacted message claiming to know Louis’ new label, having found him listed with a label on a database. Seems like the listing is for Arista though, so it’s probably just an old listing. As a solo artist he was previously on Sony, with Syco as his UK label and Arista as his US label (both Sony subsidiaries)- with Syco out of the picture he will be on a different UK label, or perhaps will leave Arista for a single deal to cover both, but this listing is probably not news of that. Meanwhile the fandom (mostly) powers on even as Louis is busy elsewhere (well we’re used to that aren’t we); the MTV Friday Request Livestream saw Louis make the top five for the 23rd week in a row, but Defenceless’ nearly 8 week streak on top on Most Requested Live collapsed in the face of the new Louis pics! I don’t even think it was cause people were pissed about the mask thing, they were just too busy trending Tulum, damn. Whoopsy!
Also the Watermelon Sugar MV nail artist posted a pic of Harry’s neon salmon colored manicure from the shoot with a congrats message and said how grateful they were to be part of a Grammy winning song video, and Zayn posted his GQ covers.
#Louis tomlinson#the intern points out that Louis flew to Mexico just before Harry was seen back in the UK#(implying that they had been in LA together up til then)#and her tags are uhhh ON POINT on the subject#Eleanor remains in London obvs#listen#I simply would not take a creeper photo of Louis but if I did dammit I would get Oli in full frame too cmon people#like does he have grey hair now? a beard? WHOKNOWS we haven't seen him in like SIX MONTHS at least#4 apr 21#I really dropped the ball on finding sacreligious jokes SORRY#intern made a good suggestion about the plague passing over louis and him traveling but I failed to get it in#I feel like with some forethought I could have got something about Louis being an angel somewhere too#but alas I didn't think of it til the last minute and it's already so late
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001 MIYA ATSUMU X SHUT UP AND DRIVE SERIES
++ MSBY GARAGE
❝ i've been looking for a driver who is qualified, so if you think that you're the one step into my ride ❞
dt — @rintaroll
“so, what’s it gonna take for ya to praise me a little more?”
you rolled your eyes and huffed, brushing the setters hand off your shoulder.
“shouldn’t you be more concerned about, oh i don’t know, your fans, interviews, your teammates?!” you snapped back as atsumu held both his hands up in defence.
the crowd was loud and still bustling as the black jackals most recent victory continued to stir excitement through the mass of spectators in the high stands. fans were still yelling and chanting as interviewers scrambled to grab the attention of any player they could. multiple had pried for atsumu in fact, alas, all his attention was solely focused on none other than his teams promotional manager; you.
you were chatting to the teams photographer and uploading updates and playbacks onto the teams twitter at the time the blond had bounded his way over to you and here you were, faced with the famous setter leaning on the advertisement boards lining the court diving you from him.
“miya,” you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose as you shook your head. “go and talk to some interviewers and get yourself back over to the others, i’m begging you at this point.”
“beggin’ huh?” a boyish smirk tugged at his lips and his eyes stayed locked on your own.
“not in the way your disgusting little mind is thinking of.” you shot back, stepping back from the board and looking back down at your phone where the teams twitter was currently blowing up.
atsumu snickered before standing up straight.
“whatever ya say doll, just hold up a little longer and i’m all yours again yeah?”
you scoffed and shook your head at him before shooing him away.
“i’d prefer you weren’t.”
“lyin’s a bad habit.”
“would you just go already?”
atsumu laughed as he turned to make his way back to the rest of his awaiting team. waving a hand back at you, he turned to face you before shooting a wink your way as interviewers and photographers flooded the scene.
this was a typical exchange of interaction between the two of you. ever since you had been introduced to the team as their promotional manager, atsumu had fixated his interest outside of volleyball onto you. 7 months later and nothing had changed despite his never faltering persistence.
you sighed as the photographer laughed softly before turning to his own laptop to import more photos for you to upload.
“he seems to have a soft spot for you.”
you groaned and switched your phone off, leaning back on the advertisement boards atsumu himself was previously leaning against.
“he’s such a handful.” you stated as the photographer chuckled.
“looks like he wants to be one for you though.”
“i wish he didn’t” you muttered back as the photographer smiled earnestly at you.
“i think we both know that’s a lie, we’ve been working together for a while and i don't think this dread to spend time with him is as evident as you make it out.”
you whined as you sent a soft frown his way.
“trust me, it is.”
“whatever you say.” the man teased back before clicking on the last images to send your way.
thanking him and making your way over to the teams manager and coach, you stood beside them in front of the msby boys and watched them as outlet interviewers shot questions their way.
multiple flashes went off every few seconds as each player flashed a handsome smile to the camera. you scanned over the team and bokuto was excitedly chatting and laughing with the interviewers. you smiled softly to yourself as you let your eyes wander from bokuto over to sakusa who was trying his best to avoid contact with his sweaty teammates and ‘annoying’ interviewers. it was clear he wasn’t as thrilled to be there as the others so you sent an apologetic look his way and mouthed to him he only had to put up for roughly 10 minutes more. he silently wallowed in self pity at that, but that quickly turned to agitation as atsumu dominated your vision.
slinging an arm over sakusa, (much to the latters disgust), atsumu grinned at you and flashed a smirk for a brief second before turning back to give the cameras a toothy grin.
your face dropped back into a frown as atsumu feigned hurt from a distance.
the team manager laughed as she elbowed you gently.
“interviewers might have a little more luck keeping him focused if you were the one interviewing him.”
you raised an eyebrow as you turned to face her.
“he’s like a puppy.” you stated bluntly as the manager laughed.
“a lovesick puppy.” she corrected as you faked a gag.
“why you all think he’s head over heels for me is way beyond me.”
the manager smiled before nudging for you to look at the attractive setter.
“because it's obvious. you break the boys heart every week.”
you watched as atsumu happily chatted to interviewers and forced sakusa to begrudgingly pose for photos and join in with him.
“he’s not my type.” you said as your eyes stayed focused on the blond.
“right.” the manager teased before smiling over at the team's captain, meian, her own boyfriend.
you smiled at the pair’s interaction as the team dispersed after thanking interviewers and fans for their support.
meian wandered over to the manager who happily placed a kiss to her cheek before guiding her off towards the back of the stadium, hand lingering on the small on her back.
you sighed as your own thoughts invaded your headspace. it wasn’t that you didn’t want a boyfriend. you just hadn’t met anyone worth the time yet.
well, that was your go to excuse to tell everyone anyway. the truth was, you didn't even know the limits to your own standards, you just knew they were high when looking for a potential partner.
the feeling of a heavy arm slung over your shoulder forced you back into reality as your eyes flickered up in surprise.
“miss me?” the hot breath and familiar voice teased the shell of your ear as you scowled.
“you wish.” you snapped back as you attempted to duck out of your offender's grip.
“ah-ah, yer coming home with me today.” atsumu smirked confidently as you hissed at him to get off.
“says who?” you argued as the setter looked down at you smugly.
“me.” another voice joined the conversation as you turned to face the owner of it.
your eyes met the coach who was looking at you slightly sympathetically.
“huh?”
“sorry,” the coach began, hand holding the back of his neck. “i know i said i’d take you home, but my wife has some errands she needs me to pick up before getting home and i’d hate to have to drag you along with me this late at night.”
you groaned but nodded understandably.
“luckily, atsumu here was kind enough to offer to be your ride back home.”
“lucky me.” your voice dripping with thick sarcasm as atsumu ignored it.
“yeah, lucky you indeed. do ya know how many girls would kill to be in yer position right now?” atsumu teased, arm still firmly made at home around your shoulders.
“let them kill me.” you glared at him as he gasped playfully.
“ya don’t mean that.”
“i do.”
“you don’t.”
“just take me home already i’m tired!” you threw your arms up as atsumu grinned.
“sure, give me a few minutes to grab my stuff and i’ll meet you round the back of the building, yeah?”
“whatever.”
you made your way towards the back exit of the stadium and were met with other members of support for the team who were waiting for the boys to grab their things from the locker rooms. some players opted to shower after matches while others waited til they got back home. atsumu fell into the category of players who waited until they got home. this was both a blessing and a curse. you wouldn’t have to wait for him for too long, but you would be met with a sweaty atsumu.
this wasn’t technically a bad thing, atsumu had a habit of getting rid of the smell after each match with an expensive cologne you’d never even attempt to pronounce, but he happened to somehow be a little more attractive when he looked worn out and disheveled. you hated yourself for thinking such a thing but you just couldn’t help it. he was annoyingly attractive and it made his personality a little more dislikable in your opinion.
you waited for around 10 minutes before you were met with boisterous laughter ringing through the spacious lounge by the exit.
atsumu and bokuto came striding out from the hall directing towards the locker rooms, gym bags in their hands and ruggish hair that would need taming again eventually.
you sighed as you waited for atsumu to approach you. he bid his goodbyes to everyone and sent a look at bokuto's way. the ace held a thumbs up at atsumu as the others in the lounge looked at each other giggling and smiling smugly.
you raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off as you felt a hand find its way on your waist.
“let’s get going then.” his voice strumming chords through your body as you shivered slightly.
atsumu led you out and down towards the underground garage used by players and staff members whilst at the stadium. you’d never actually seen atsumu’s car before so you had no idea what to be looking for, but atsumu’s hand remained firmly on your waist as he led you over to an array of expensive cars. mentally trying to guess what car belonged to the setter, atsumu watched with a small smirk etched on his face as your eyes scanned along each car. keys hooked around his finger, atsumu pressed the unlock button as your jaw dropped slightly.
of fucking course.
miya atsumu was the proud owner of a jet black 2021 chevrolet corvette with the number plate gracing it in all its glory ‘MIY4 13’.
you scoffed as atsumu’s smirk widened.
“so, ya gettin in or what?”
“into what? my one way invitation to death?”
atsumu snickered as he led you over to the passengers seat.
“i won’t kill ya, i promise.”
you looked back at him, handsome and sharp features making your eyes soften.”
“well, it’s not like i’ll be able to yell at you if you break that promise.”
“exactly.” atsumu grinned as you climbed into the luxury vehicle. the soft leather padding of the seats welcoming you as your weight shifted onto them.
you glanced around the interior as your eyes were met upon. various lit buttons caught your attention as a screen switched on as atsumu opened the drivers door. you were certain the car had way too many features but that’s what made it a luxury vehicle you guessed. the sleek black and red complimented interior was admired by you as atsumu watched your eyes dance around the car. his eyes softened as you visably relaxed a little more. your hand hooked across the firmly threaded seatbelt as you pulled it around you.
you looked at atsumu who’s smirk seemed to have faded. instead, a soft grin was painted across his face as he helped you click the belt securely in place.
“don’t kill me miya.”
“i’ll do my best.” he winked at you before pressing the start engine.
mentally chanting your last prayers, you accepted the position fate had put you in and did your best to stop the stirring of butterflies in your chest as atsumu placed his hand on the back of your headrest and pulled out.
well fuck.
as if he wasn’t attractive enough before, he sure as hell was now. your eyes widened and heart picked up it’s pace as the scent of atsumu’s signature cologne flooded your senses.
his sharp jaw and focused eyes, pointed in the direction of the rear window as he successfully pulled the car out the space. moving his hand back onto the wheel, atsumu turned to smirk at you as you gave him a pleading look. before you could open your mouth to speak, the setter slammed on the accelerator and the engines picked up its volume as your head was thrown back a little as the car sped out the garage exit.
“you little shit!” you cussed out as atsumu laughed as you sped onto the highway through the city.
“ya love the thrill don’t lie.”
“i’m not lying!” you protested as the flashes of bright lights flew past the window.
atsumu smiled as his right hand found its place on the middle of your thigh.
“miya!” you hissed as atsumu tilted his head momentarily your direction.
“ya can call me atsumu ya know?”
“i don’t want to!”
“for such a genuine person, yer so full of shit sometimes.”
you huffed as you gave up letting atsumu’s touch encourage the stir inside of you. you turned and glared out the window at the passing scene as atsumu hummed in satisfaction.
a few more moments of comfortable silence went by, nothing but the sounds of cars zooming past and the soft hum of atsumu’s own car’s engine.
you frowned and bit the corner of your lip as you peaked towards the blond whose eyes were fixed on the road.
“so,” you began, resulting in the player's eyes to flicker your way for a millisecond. “why are you so hooked on me?” you questioned.
you held your breath as you finally voiced the concern that had been playing on your mind for a while. you rarely had moments of privacy with the man despite his infatuation and demand to be around you.
“am i not allowed to be?” he challenged teasingly as he sqeezed your thigh slightly.
you wanted to force his grip off of you, you really did, but something about it felt so natural you just couldn't.
“miya.” you sighed and shook your head.
“atsumu.” he corrected as you turned to face him properly.
“look, you’re just my type. that’s all there is to it.” he replied simply,as if it was no big deal to him.
“and just what exactly is your type?” you quizzed as you pulled up at a traffic light.
slowing the car to stop for a while the light was red, atsumu turned his face to look at your own before he flashed that boyish grin you’d unknowingly grown rather fond of.
“you.”
and with that, the world threw you back into fast motion as the green light flashed, highlighting his face before he hit the acceleration again making your eyes widen.
“atsumu…” you sighed quietly as the adrenaline brought more life into his eyes.
it wasn’t that you hated atsumu. it wasn’t that at all. he was just someone you didn’t see yourself seriously with. someone so out there and demanding of the world. you had always envisioned yourself with someone a little more down to earth, someone with a stable job with a lowkey personal life, a person who took life at a comfortable pace. you had never seriously considered being with someone like miya atsumu. someone who demanded the world's attention, dominated every scene he was put in, who took life at the speed the highest the accelerator would go. someone so big, so bright. you never imagined someone like miya atsumu would take interest in someone like you. you were opposites stuck in an entanglement of professional lives.
out of every person in the world, the universe had decided miya atsumu would become the man who ticked the boxes to your unknown standards. you just hated to acknowledge it.
pulling off the highway, atsumu drove through the less busy roads as your apartment complex came into vision. half of you wanted the ride to be a little longer, but the other half of you couldn’t wait to lock yourself in your apartment away from the man who caused turmoil inside of you.
atsumu hummed as he pulled around the back of your complex. the roads were quiet and the soft lights of other buildings gleamed off the vehicle as the golden light flooded through the tinted glass of the windows, pulling attention to the boyish, but charming features of his face.
you sighed as he pulled the car to a stop and let the engine settle down. you stayed like that for a moment as the two of you sat there packed in the quiet parking lot.
“listen, I meant it, i really do like you.” he said as you studied his eyes for any signs of him being ingenuine; you couldn't find any.
your eyes softened as you leaned on the headboard.
“miy- atsumu.” you began quietly as his eyes admired your form. “it’s not that i don’t like you or anything, it's just- i don’t know if you’re my type.” you confessed as your heart hammered against your chest.
“well, you just called me by my first name, that’s gotta count for something right?”
you looked up at him and locked your eyes into his honest ones. you sat up and turned to face him as he took both of your hands into his.
“look, i get it, i’ve been annoying since day one-”
“-annoying is an understatement.” you cut in as atsumu playfully glared at you.
“rude. anyways as i was saying, i might’ve come across as a little too strong from the start, but there's just somethin’ about you. i just can’t seem to leave ya alone.” the blond confessed honestly as his warm, calloused hands held yours tightly.
“atsumu, i just don’t know.” you shook your head as he held onto your hands tightly. “i just don’t know what i’m looking for.”
“let me help ya find it in me then.” he pleaded softly, a small grin tugged at his lips.
you cast your eyes down to where your hands were being connected by him. the stir in your chest sped up as your heart was slamming against your chest at this point.
“atsumu i just-”
cutting you off, atsumu pulled your hands away from each other as he moved one up towards your jaw to cradle your face gently. dark golden eyes melting at the sight of you close up, atsumu pulled your face in closer to his and your heart just wouldn’t let you pull away. his lips finally met your own after what felt like an eternity and it was if yours were made to fit against his.
his hand moved towards the back of your neck as he encouraged you to move closer. you leaned closer letting your own hand find its way against atsumu’s broad chest.
the kiss deepened as you gave access to the setter’s tongue as he dominated your movements. small gasps and whines were heard in the silence of the parking lot as neither of you had it in your to pull away. atsumu’s hand was securely at the back of your neck with the other gripping your waist as you groaned at the slightly uncomfortable position.
pulling away, the two of you breathed heavily as you leaned back in the expensive leather seat as atsumu stared at you softly.
“what the fuck was that?”
“our first kiss as a couple.” atsumu teased but failed to stop the wide smile spread across his face.
“who said anything about being a couple?” you shot back as atsumu found your hand once more, lacing your fingers together tightly.
“your body language. you kissed back.”
“i-”
“msby setter miya atsumu as yer boyfriend, wow, arent’cha just the luckiest!”
you playfully hit his chest as he laughed.
“keep it up and that’ll be ex-boyfriend.”
atsumu’s eyes lit up as he grabbed your hand again and held it tightly.
“so ya admit it! i’m yer boyfriend!”
you giggled seeing how genuinely excited he was over it.
“for now.” you hummed as he pouted slightly.
you cupped his jaw and leaned to press a soft kiss to his cheek causing heat to rise to his face.
“let’s just, take this slow though okay?”
“don’t tell me that while sittin’ in this car.” he joked as you groaned against him.
you leaned back looking back into his bright eyes as his gaze softened.
“i’m kiddin’, we’ll go as fast as ya want, and i promise not to kill you on the way.”
you snickered as the blond beamed at you.
“i’m holding you to that.” you smiled as atsumu pulled your face in closer once more. leaning forward to better prepare yourself, you allowed yourself to melt into another deep kiss with the man you would now call your boyfriend.
you never saw yourself being with someone who took life at a fast pace. someone who demanded the world’s attention without verbally calling for it. you never saw yourself falling for someone like that.
but here you were, with the man who ticked all of those boxes easily. the type of man you insisted wasn’t your type, turned out to be the blueprint for your exact type; you just weren’t aware of it until miya atsumu insisted you did.
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Theories: Colour Wheel and the Orange Side
Ok, so, we have the colour wheel theory. It's essentially been confirmed now by the new flower T-shirt design that it's real, and specifically the T-shirt seems to confirm there'll be only one more side, which is the orange side. I'm not gonna mention the T-shirt again throughout the rest of this, it's just that's what kicked me off to finally write this lol.
The premise of the colour wheel theory, of course, is that each side corresponds to a colour, and the sides can be grouped into pairs that are both opposite in terms of what aspect they represent, and also opposite colours. That's all dandy and nice, right? But alas! There are some problems with the theory, aren't there? Namely, with people disagreeing on who should be paired with who.
For example, one popular take is that Deceit is Patton's opposite. The reasoning being that while Patton represents morality, Deceit is often seen as being not very moral. Patton strongly supports honesty, while Deceit is literally Deceit.
However, other people say that Deceit is actually Logan's opposite. Due to the fact that in lying, Deceit goes against facts, which would seem to go against Logan represents.
So? What version of the theory is right then? I have read so many colour wheel theory posts, each arguing a different way, and they pretty much ALL seem to make good points. They all seem as reasonable as each other. I would have no idea how to tell which one seemed more accurate than the another.
Which is the problem. There's no actual clear way to cut them up into one single system of opposites - there's too many different possibilities for there to be one unanimous theory based on opposites.
Not to mention that there's stretching going on with all of them with what colour they are in order to fit them as opposite colours, or sometimes just straight up ignoring opposite colours (as with versions that put Virgil as opposite of Logan or Patton) making it even more difficult to figure out which one makes the most sense.
Which is why I have a new, slightly altered theory:
The sides can still be grouped into pairs. But instead of opposites, the pairs are based on compliments. I.e., pairs of sides whose functions are similar and could work together. Since opposite colours are also called complimentary colours, this still works thematically with the colour wheel theory.
Specifically, I was thinking that the sides would be paired based on them being two versions of essentially the same aspect, except where one is [viewed by Thomas as] immoral, and the other is not immoral. I also found that with this system the sides fit perfectly into sets of opposites colours.
So, who goes with who now?
Well, the obvious place to start is with Roman and Remus. The two are already in canon posed as being two halves of the same side, with one being good and the other bad. Specifically, Remus represents a part of creativity which Thomas is concerned would be harmful to the world, henceforth immoral, whereas Roman's creativity Thomas has no moral qualms with. Their colours are the complimentary colours red and green, of course.
Next I would argue that Virgil and Deceit are compliments. Aside from the fact that they obviously have history, Virgil's job is to protect Thomas, as we all know. Deceit, regardless of how you feel about him, mainly represents self-preservation, as any sympathetic-Deceit fan will tell you. Especially with him using lying to achieve that goal, Deceit's aspect is definitely about protecting Thomas too. The difference? Thomas finds Deceit morally reprehensible, whereas Virgil, although not exactly an enjoyable side to experience, is not exactly doing anything immoral. Their colours? Purple and yellow, exact opposites. Next.
So now we come to the final pair, which by colours is Patton and Orange. Which means we have to go into my theory about what the Orange side represents. So, who's the Orange side?
I think Orange is Anger. I first started thinking about anger being represented in the series last year, while I was headcanoning about Patton. I was thinking about how, since he represents emotions, that must mean he includes anger; I was thinking how it would be interesting to see that in Patton since we never normally see him like that (I like seeing stuff we don't normally see in characters). It didn't occur to me back then that anger could be represented by a separate side, because since it's an emotion, I assumed it had to be represented by Patton. But then: Remus was introduced. Dun dun dun. Literally another version of an aspect we already have a side for. And later, when I saw other people talking about how Orange could be anger, it clicked: Anger could be a separate, dark side the same way Remus is. So my main reason for theorising Orange as Anger.
Other reasons why Orange would be anger is that A. Orange is an angry colour (I've always associated it with annoyance and frustration), and B. Someone suggested a theory that all the dark sides were hinted in the Christmas video. Deceit's hint was first and I can't remember it but I'm p sure it did make sense, Remus' was second and was the "Naked Aunt Patty" line, which was literally referenced in Remus' song sequence in DWIT. And the third hint that this theory proposed was in the episode's conclusion, when Thomas says "that's never constructive. that's destructive" and then pauses weirdly, and the idea was that the next side has something to do with destruction. If this Christmas hint theory is true, then "destruction" fits quite neatly with anger.
So, Orange is Anger and I've already linked him to Patton in the previous paragraph, but let's just tidy up the loose ends. I can definitely see how Anger can be seen as an immoral emotion, especially from Thomas' POV, he tries not to get angry at people. Whereas the emotions Patton represents Thomas doesn't see as immoral. Even sadness and depression, although unpleasant to experience, just like with Virgil they're not immoral. However there's also the fact that Patton represents morality itself. Obviously, that's not gonna be immoral. How does Orange tie into that as an "immoral morality" though? Well, Anger can be a part of morality. Have you ever seen something absolutely awful, and gotten angry that that's happening? Of course you have, you're on tumblr (lol). Just look at any activism; although yes, inherently it's driven by a desire to make the world a better place, I would say a large portion of activism is also driven specifically by anger. It's a special kind of anger you feel, as an activist, too. Idk exactly how to describe it. But activism, morality and anger are definitely intertwined. And to top it all off? Mid-orange and light blue are slap-bang opposites of eachother. Thank you. *drops mic*
"But, wait a minute-" I hear you ask, as I'm already bending down to pick the mic back up cause I wasn't finished talking yet anyway- "where's Logan in all this? You're phrasing it like it's a perfect theory, yet you haven't even mentioned Logan!"
...Well I'm glad you asked, tumblr user ipissmypantsdaily*!
*if there is actually a tumblr user called that and they see this, hi, I hope you're not even in the TS fandom so this joke is even more stupid. Idk how you would have found this post though *shrugs*
Actually it's not that exciting. In my theory Logan doesn't have a pair. The main reason is literally just that there's no one left to pair him with and all the others work too perfectly to rearrange them lol. However, my explanation is that he wouldn't fit in a pair anyway: he's a fairly morally neutral side. He provides logic, which can reach morally good or bad conclusions, curiosity, which could be curiosity in anything (Intrulogical much?) (although it seems it's mostly harmless in Thomas' case), and apathy, which seems to be in the form of disinterest (that's the one where someone provides a neutral, unbiased third-party opinion) mainly. Obviously, Thomas tried to use him for good, but ultimately he seems like a fairly neutral/morally mixed side.
Anyway, that's my current hypothesis on Sanders Sides. I'm really proud of it, I was really excited when I thought it all up. I hope you enjoyed it! To round it all up, here's an actual colour wheel with the sides' names on it:
Something I didn't even realise til making that actually, is that all the pairs are really equally spread across the colour wheel, too. Nice.
Someone's probably going to find a million and one problems with it as soon as I post this, but oh well. That happens I guess, lol
uhhh... bye 👋
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