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Sanders Sides Secret Santa Gift

Surprise @canadiantardis​!!! I’m you’re secret Santa for @sanderssides-secretsanta​ event! I’m very happy I was able to complete this gift for you as it was a very fun time. I will say it was a bit rushed, hehehe, but I still hope you like them. :3 First is the Soulmate AU you wished for. Ship is Moxiety since I also like that one as well. I’ve never written a fanfic on this kind of topic, but I had a few friends help me brainstorm. 

A Promise to Love You In this world you can always tell when someone has found their soulmate because their hair has changed to the color of an anime protagonist. Like straight up neon green for some people. Virgil just shivered at the thought of being stuck with such a bright color for the rest of his life. No thanks!

He was chilling on the sofa as he scrolled through his social medias’ waiting still on his new roommate to show up. The other guy had finally graduated from university and was moving back home to be with family. So now Virgil had a spare room to rent out to hopefully someone that could remember to clean the dishes at least three times a week. Virgil gave a huff leaning backwards over the sofa arm to check out the clock in the kitchen behind him. 1:34 PM...whoever this new guy was he was not the punctual type. Which wasn't the worst thing since sometimes this Stormcloud needed a big gust of wind to even get himself out of bed.

Usually, in the form of one of his peppier friends not knowing how to knock or his Nightmare Before Christmas alarm clock blaring at him. Whatever, he thought as he continued scrolling. There were a few articles trending about how soulmate encounters were increasing this holiday season. People finding that special someone and pressing their pinkies together to form their symbol. He looked at his and frowned. “Cute...yeah right. Not like I’m ever going to find my soulmate.”

For as long as Virgil could remember strangers would gush over his symbol. It was half of a purple colored heart. They’d say things like, “Wow, I wish I had a heart as my symbol” or “You’re so lucky! I heard a heart means your love will be really special.” Crap like that really made Virgil uncomfortable. He barely went outside as it is, how in the world was he supposed to find someone who’d like a recluse like him? For the time being he avoided those tags related to soulmates and went to listening to music as he waited.

--------- Patton, poor, poor Patton had been stuck in a taxi for the past hour and a half; squeezing the life out of his small bag of essentials, while the rest of his items shuffled in the back trunk. Now he never considered himself an impatient person, but the trip here had been riddled with flight delays, lost luggage, and helping a little girl with her cat being stuck in a tree. So this situation was just the tip of the iceberg. If anything he was probably one of the most considerate people on the planet as he got ready to jump ship. “Here, please take what I owe you. I’m already running late and I don’t have time to wait anymore. Sorry.”

The taxi driver, luckily, understood as he took his payment and let Patton out. Now he was a lone man with a bag strapped over his shoulder and an additional three to each side of him. All those days he skipped exercising came flooding in from his memories and regret was setting in as he trudged his way to his newly rented room a couple blocks away.

--------- Now staring at a clock resting at 2:15 PM, Virgil finally heard a knock at the door. “Finally!” He huffed exasperated. A million thoughts about chewing this guy out or acting cocky with him swirled in his mind, only to instantly vanish as he opened the door to an exhausted man gasping for breath on his front porch. First thought was, what? Second thought was, is he okay? Third thought, oh he’s pretty cute!

Patton was a little shorter than Virgil. His hair had curled ends and looked soft to the touch. Freckles painted his reddened face from the hiking trip he just took to get here as he worked on putting a smile on his face. “H-hi there. If y-you give me a minute I can...introduce myself.”

Virgil froze, his social anxiety crawling up his back as he debated with himself whether to let Patton in first, just grab his things, say hi back, get him some water, ask him out, etc. He was staring at the ground feeling anxious when suddenly a hand appeared right before his eyes. A hand? Oh shoot this was the guys hand right?

Patton was now smiling softly at Virgil with his hand extended out towards him in a friendly gesture. He had picked up on Virgil’s indecisiveness and decided for himself to initiate the greeting to keep things simple. Also so neither of them were awkwardly stuck on the porch all day. Now all Virgil needed to do was shake Patton’s hand like regular people do when meeting others face-to-face. Gingerly, he raised and took the hand in front of him to shake when a spark made him retract instantly. “W-what was that?!”

Both of their eyes were wide as they examined their hands. Nothing seemed weird, just static electricity? That’s when Virgil could hear a tiny gasp escape the other man’s mouth. “What? What is it?” “Y-your hair! It’s turned kind of purple at the tips.” “It’s done what now?!”

Virgil quickly pulled out the pocket mirror he always had on him in case his eyeliner messed up as he tilted it upwards to the tip of his bangs. The strands really had turned purple, a really nice deep purple too. He was kind of mesmerized by it until the reality of the situation set in. His hair had just changed colors...did that mean that him and this guy?

Immediately, Virgil glanced at the strangers hair and there it was; Pink! Pink strands of slightly curled hair bouncing along with the slight breeze outside. “No way.” He whispered as he took his new roommate's hand and examined it. Patton didn’t move a muscle. He knew what was going on after seeing the color appear in Virgil’s hair. Although, it was all still sinking in for him as well. Was this cutie really his soulmate, was this really happening now when he’s covered in sweat and looking disheveled? Patton blushed feeling embarrassed as his new roommate kept touching his hand. Finally the silence was cut between them as Virgil found what he was looking for.

“You...you’re my...wow...um, sorry...I.” This was so unreal, like a freaking movie or something! Virgil was lost for words as he blushed. “I-It’s okay...I’m also really surprised. My name’s Patton by the way. I’m so sorry for being late to move in today. It’s been...crazy.” Patton gave a chuckle at his choice of words. This was indeed crazy.

Virgil laughed along, feeling more at ease as he finally let go of Patton’s hand and started carrying in his things. “Understatement of the year.” He teased carrying them up into the vacant room. Though, quickly coming back down to sit with Patton on the sofa.

“I’m Virgil and I guess...your soulmate too? Damn, sorry this is really new and strange to me. It doesn’t even feel real honestly.” He was mumbling to himself until he felt that familiar soft hand touch his. “Like you see in the movies right?” “Right.” “Then, like in the movies, we should finish the connection between us.” Patton then held up his pinkie, in the same manner one does a pinkie promise. But, Virgil was hesitant. “A-are you sure you want someone like me? I mean we’ve just met and…” “And?” “It’s just really fast is all. I’m not the most confident guy.” He curled up into his hoodie trying to hide his expression. Patton found this cute though. In his eyes Virgil was like a big cat that hadn’t gotten enough love in its life. “I’m not going to force you Virgil, but that first moment we shared at the door. That feeling when our hands touched for the first time. It was special. You’re special, I could tell that in an instant.” “I’m special? You really think that?” “I do. I also felt like I may never find my soulmate because I’ve always given a lot of my own love away to others who needed it, but never really had any luck in finding someone who could return what I gave. With you Virgil, I feel like you have a lot of love to give and receive.” “T-then are you saying you like me?” Patton smiled and gave Virgil a slight peck on the cheek and giggled. “Yeah I do. I like you Virgil. I’m your soulmate after-all.”

Virgil blushed bright red, but relief swept over him as he got his pinkie out and smiled. “Okay then.” Feeling more secure from Patton’s words, Virgil pressed the side of his pinkie into Patton’s to form a heart shaped symbol that turned the rest of Virgil’s hair purple and Patton’s pink. Both now had a full heart, matching their colors on their pinkies. “Guess I’ve upgraded from roommate to boyfriend huh?” Patton smirked, hugging into Virgil’s chest. He nodded feeling shy; this was going to take some getting used to.

The End

Second, please also enjoy some art I did for the ending scene: 

Happy Holidays! 

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good evening my blueberry!! ☀💙🌸 i'm glad to see that you were doing lots of enjoyable things yesterday, and i hope today was just as good for you 🌺 (1/8)

"oh my stars and planets,, there was so much stuff that was submitted for us today!! all of those picrews, gundhanon's art and such... simply marvelous!! everything was so very cute,, and let me remind everyone that i'm very touched that you all decide to take the time to do these things, it's very sweet and i appreciate everything that is sent in 💞💞💞 (2/8)

oh, and dio mio darling, you're such a sweet talker hehe, saying all these nice things about me,, and you say i'm the bold one! don't worry dear, going to dinner with you is now on my to-do list ;) and that meme the one anon submitted... now that's quite bold, no?? i'm flattered that someone decides to ask that in a meme of all things hehe ✨ (and yes anon, you can have a forehead kissy 😌) (3/9)

you were able to play the aa games for free huh? i might just take you up on that 😉 ooh, and you like to play football hmm?? i'm not much of a sports person myself, but figure skating, archery, and dancing are some exceptions!! i used to do ballet and figure skating when i was younger, and i dance/do archery to let off steam! though, i only shoot at targets since i personally don't like the idea of hunting for sport,, catch me cheering you on in the sidelines as you play 😘 (4/9)

that story about the nor'easter reminded me that we had another storm today, but thankfully no thunder! just lots of pouring rain, which i actually enjoy!! i hope everything is going well for the south currently,, since i know that there will most likely be a lot of damage (stay safe gundhanon!! make sure to keep supplies ready just in case! much love from the northeast ❤) i do hope it blows through as smooth as possible though 💫 (5/9)

sadly i woke up late again today, which i wasn't so happy about, but i did get to practice some dancing routines when i did get up,, so i guess that made up for it! the first thing i saw when i opened my phone was tons of texts from friends asking me to go out and do things with them,, my my, it was very overwhelming!! (in a good way!) i'll have to go through and sort that all out! i had no idea that so many people want to hang out with me, it does feel very nice to be wanted for once 💖 (6/9)

i also went to a party today, a very chaotic one hehehe,, it was a small group of people fortunately, but that didn't stop everyone from getting crazy, which became very energy-draining at one point, but i befriended the host's cats! i ended up taking a short nap with them in a quieter room,, and honestly? that was probably the best part of the whole thing 🌠 (7/i forgot that this was 8 parts halfway through hehe)

ah, it seems to be time for bed now! until tomorrow my dear morgane, wishing you lots of peaceful rest! 💘 - adoringly yours, waifu xoxo 💘💞💕💌❤💗💓💖💘💋 ps: you'll protect me from the storms hm? well, i'd be lying if i said that i wouldn't feel safer with you here 😖💗 (8/8)"

Oh darling dw bc i too wake up ridiculously late, theres really no shame in that ahhshxhx also before we dive in i gotta say im no professional football player nor is it my fav sport i just play it sometimes out of boredom but what i DO play fr however is volleyball (as a matter of fact my dumbass has a meeting with a coach on tuesday so u can only imagine how big the anxiety is this guy has t e a m s bruh) and have been playing it since middle school bc its p much the only sport i acc love and am fairly good at🗿✌️ but i really had a feeling u practiced ballet and even figure skating bc it just really fits ur delicate vibes yknow??? I also tried archery and i really love it too👁️👀

Damn i ranted a lil😞😩😩 but still im glad to see u have ppl to hang out with i sadly dont and the situation here isnt that bright either so i just gotta do my usual #introvertlife stuff a h a and a party?? Thats W I L D bruh i was gonna say watch out for za virus when u go into crowded places-

Idk whats going on w america and its storms currently but hopefully nothing worse happens??? If anything imo natural disaster free days full of storms/rain sound ideal doe👁️👁️👁️👀

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This weekend marks the 13th birthday of the statue of Riff Raff from The Rocky Horror Picture Show in our town, celebrating the artist who not only played Riff Raff in the stage show and the motion picture but wrote the show as well, Mr Richard O’Brien.

Here’s the statues own webpage, there’s a cam there somewhere where you can watch the goings on in the city, it’s particularly funny/gross at 3am on a Saturday morning.

http://www.riffraffstatue.org/

The image on the front page of the site is the live feed and if you fuck around with it you can make the cameras pan around and stuff. There’s some guy sitting there smoking at the moment and it looks like a beautiful day in town. It’s certainly shaping up OK here in Hillcrest.

So, I first saw this film while I was in high school and I didn’t really get it but that didn’t stop me loving it. It was sexually quite confusing and yet compelling at the same time. I loved Tim Curry from that moment on and, like most school age kids in NZ, I had to learn the “Time Warp” and dance it at assemblies and such. Once I came of age and moved to Hamilton it took on mythic proportions and it seemed like everywhere you turned there was some spot of historic relevance to the movie. I lived in the house it was rumored that he wrote some of it in, I lived opposite the mansion that allegedly inspired the whole thing and I walked past the film theater that inspired his love of the stage and gave the show it’s quirky “RKO” appearance. In Hamilton you cannot really escape it. Why would you? It’s a fucking fantastic show and film. There was a smattering of christian type backlash against the statue… A 10 foot transvestite in the center of a bustling agricultural center is always going to attract a few detractors but it’s stood the test of time.

The park (Built on the site of the old Embassy theater, no less) continues to evolve under the kind and careful guidance of my friend and veritable model of tolerance, endurance and community spirit  Mr Mark Servian of the clan McGillicuddy. It features a multimedia aspect as well as a hands on “laboratory” with dials and levers, lights and bells and things to turn, push, pull, yank and slide. If you get the correct combination, more things happen and it’s really fun to watch children realize whats going on and see them work it out, like the worlds largest and most demented rubix cube. The Toilet block sports bathrooms done in the disco style, reminiscent of  George Michaels “Lets Go Outside” music video and the building also features a “Dressing room/Green room” type thing, complete with one of those backstage mirrors with lightbulbs all round it. This is specifically for performances in the city and for street artists to use for costume changes and so forth (it’s also quite handy for storing libations for thirsty musician types during performances). All wrapped in tasteful themed murals, it’s a beautiful island of magic in an otherwise lifeless and drag city center. The area continues to evolve and will eventually extend right down to the river front and feature larger and more purpose built performance spaces and I certainly expect Mark has more clever tricks up his sleeves.

It is really, seriously, fucking cool.

In a town as uptight and conservative as the Tron, it’s one more little iconic beacon of art and wonderment and I feel fortunate every single time I walk by it, never missing a chance to climb up on there and  fiddle with riff raffs pistol. Here are some pics… The smiley gentleman is Mr Marti Wong who did lots of the fantastic metalwork and the other Chap is Mr Servian. Also I think that young man playing with the toys is my mate Rohan…

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Today, however I’d ask you to cast your eye back thirteen years as I tell the tale of the first birthday, the unveiling of the statue itself and the one time, in recent memory, that Hamilton was truly cool. I myself didn’t play on the main stage that night but we did play at Ward Lane, to a jam packed, sweaty crowd who were all dressed in drag or some kind of Rocky Horror theme. After the show we trecked, as a mob, down to the site where they had erected a huge stage and sound system as well as blocking off the streets. I may be wrong but I think there was also a rugby game or maybe the “Field Days” or something on that night as well and the city was a veritable throb of energy. The Statue itself wasn’t actually disrobed until midnight. This was back in the times when people stayed up late, you see. For some reason I remember being up on that stage, maybe we did play? Nah, I doubt it, still, it was a great night! The party ended, for me, well after dawn, across the river at another dubiously famous iconic Hamilton spot, pleasantly and unashamedly wasted, semi naked and definitely ready for bed.

One memory that sticks in my mind is of trying to Pick Mr O’Brien from all the thousands of other Riff Raffs that night, damn near impossible. I wholeheartedly expect the spectacle to return to the streets as the citywide move towards the river continues, surely we will put some of these fantastic spaces to use. The main thing that stifles these types of things is the city wide liquor ban. I’m sure it reduces some peoples fear of being out but as far as I can see its just as, if not more, violent now than it ever was. I know more than anyone else that you do not need booze to have a good time but there’s a special energy inside a crowd of happy kiwis at a night time event with a few drinks under their belts. I dunno, maybe I’m stuck in the 70s and 80s and remember it all with rose tinted glasses. I do remember the fights and the flappy flesh slap sound of a face that’s been “bottled” so maybe, just maybe, we are better off but I’m pretty sure that shit happens regardless. It’s not like I want to be out boozing in the city, it’s just these odd occasions once or twice a year when it would be nice to get people out dancing in the streets. They do stuff in the city now and then but it’s all run by this one asshole who imposes his musical taste on an entire city… not only that but those silly fuckers pay for it. Hehehe, fuck em.

I do not believe it is just Hamilton that has gone soft. I think that the whole world has retreated into it’s devices. The rising cost of entertainment, social lubricants and the rising threat of violence or awkwardly having to come face to face with homelessness has sucked a lot of the fun out of people to the point where they think that 11pm is late for a Friday and the notion of a headline band not taking the stage til midnight scares the bollocks out of people who once used to dance and fuck and snort ungodly things up their noses until the sun rose a second time. I guess it’s for the best. We can’t have people behaving like that or else they wouldn’t turn up to work and who would flip the burgers and count the beans then huh?

So maybe how about taking one for the team and come down to embassy park this Saturday evening? The show starts at 7 and goes until 11:30, featuring music followed by a live performance of The Rocky Horror Picture Show! All free, all in the outdoors on a balmy Hamilton night with restaurants and bars all withing a zero minute walk. In fact if you were real lucky you might get a seat in the adjacent Chinese restaurant!

If not, I’ll catch you fuckers on the flip flop. Whatever you do, do not buy my music.

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                            Remember Doing The Timewarp? This weekend marks the 13th birthday of the statue of Riff Raff from The Rocky Horror Picture Show in our town, celebrating the artist who not only played Riff Raff in the stage show and the motion picture but wrote the show as well, …