#grian is a wingman

[fogwitchoftheevermore]

very interesting to me that in literally every fandom i have shipping stats for (life series, hermitcraft, empires, though the hermitcraft ones im going off of are from last year), pearl is pretty consistently one of the people with the lowest ship fic about her/fics she's in ratio. i don't know what the exact reason for it is, could be that pearl is a character more people have interest in outside of a romantic context, could be that pearl is a character who fits into pretty much any situation as a side character, could be that people have more interest in pearl's platonic relationships than her romantic ones, could be all of those and something i'm not thinking of, who knows. but it's so interesting that it's, like, a staple.

[logosbot-tm]

So I was rereading Wings and his Wingman...and it made me remember that Scar likes to pair up/matchmake Grian and Mumbo 💀

[silveraro]

DDVAU-Vember Day 9- University

Grian told BigB and Mumbo he wants to do drag, BigB thinks its the best idea he's ever heard and Mumbo is wingmanning Grian accidentally. mumbo has no idea he's doing this, he's just like "my best mate is so good at it, he looks so pretty as Ariana. Did you know he makes all his own costumes!''

[hmshermitcraft]

(for the prompt- scar uses he/him/any, mumbo is aro/ace and uses he/him but is nonbinary [uses gn terms] :D)

Scar had fallen in love with the dapper, good-looking alchemist down the street.

Oh, how ne wished it weren't so! Xae were already battling xaer crush on Grian, xaer roommate, for goodness knows how long! And now rie had this one as well?

It's not like the elf could help it either- the mustachioed person was a regular customer at Scar's bakery. He was so polite, even if he was horrendously awkward, and so patient whenever Scar ran into problems with the goods he'd ordered.

Scar had learned his name, Mumbo, with his first order. And as ridiculous as the name was, he couldn't help but find it charming. Oh, how had xe fallen this hard?

The biggest disappointment, though, were the distinct black and white rings on each of his hands' middle fingers.

Scar hoped they could still be friends, at least.

-🥀

Scar is pleased that xaer younger years are long gone - self control is a valuable thing to have! Xe had to learn it when he'd crushed on Grian for so long.

What xe didn't expect as the friendship with Mumbo blossomed, was for Mumbo to decide to become Scar's wingman (though not a man, the term is funny enough that Mumbo allows it.) Just because Mumbo isn't interested in love himself doesn't mean he doesn't like seeing it.

Also he's known Grian for a while, and his crush on Scar is insufferable. Best to handle it at the source, and get a great friend out of it.

[primavera-weirdeggii]

Yall this is my favorite day so far. Get ready for @skizzlemanweek day 5!

Prompt 5: Stars/Hearts - Double Life AU!

(Also inspired by this art by @fence-time )

Gathered together in a large forest in a small/bordered world, fourteen people woke up.

As they woke up, they knew exactly where they were: another death game.

Skizz hovered above them on a cloud, watching as they wandered the world, looking for who they were destined to find: their soulmates.

And it was up to Skizz to pair them together.

As an Angel, Skizz had the unique ability to read people’s souls. Not explicitly, like words on a page, but rather implicitly, like palm reading.

He could read people’s souls, and he was tasked with pairing them up.

He had been mining in his single player world when two masked beings with elaborate wings appeared in front of him. Skizz recognized them as The Watchers.

Skizz had been participating in the Death Games for a while, but he wanted to take a break.

The watchers promised that he could skip the next round of the games, as long as he helped them in return.

And well, here he is.

Floating on a cloud over the server of Double Life.

He was only required to be there for the first day, to make sure that everyone found their partners and that nothing went wrong.

The watchers gave him free reign to pair up whoever he wanted, and Skizz did his best to make sure his friends would be in happy relationships.

He paired his best friend Impulse with Bdubs - because he knew, (from conversations behind closed doors,) that Impulse already had a thing for him, but was too shy to say anything.

Skizz didn’t pride himself on much, but he was one hell of a wingman!

For his buddy Tango, he had much less to go off of. He ended up choosing someone whose soul looked most compatible - Jimmy.

Grian and Scar had teamed up before, and their souls seemed like a decent match, so he figured, why not?

(The watchers seemed particularly happy when he paired Grian with Scar, for some reason.)

He had made sure to read each of his friends' souls carefully before selecting their partners. He wanted to make sure that they would be as happy as could be while on this server.

And after submitting all his choices to the watchers, they told him they would call him when the game began.

And here he is, watching his friends wake up, confused, with sudden knowledge in their heads that they had a soulmate, but with no idea of who.

Skizz decided to keep his eyes on Impulse, since he had the highest expectations for how he’d react to finding his soulmate.

Impulse broke away from the main group, going on a brief mining trip before returning to the surface.

Skizz grinned as he approached a nearby group of people. One of them just so happened to be Bdubs.

Skizz was way too high up to hear what they were saying, but he saw Impulse give Bdubs a shield, and then give one to Etho and Scar as well.

Skizz was nearly twitching with anticipation. At any moment now, someone could fall off a cliff or get punched, and then, boom! It’ll be raining hearts and their souls will be touched with love’s swift embrace.

Literally. It’s something only visible to an angel, but it’s true! When meeting one’s true love, their souls are tied together with an invisible thread of love!

Or, well, at least that’s what he’s heard. The other angels back home always told him that, but they also said it doesn’t happen for everyone. They also said the term “true love” is outdated, as people can have multiple true loves, or different types of true lovers.

The soul-embrace that occurs only signifies that the two people have high potential with each other, or have a high likelihood of getting along. The soul embrace can also happen between multiple people, from what he’s heard!

But, according to the Watchers, in this world people are limited to one soulmate, whom they will share their health with.

And the soul-bonds are temporary and will be removed immediately upon exit of this world.

Which is a bummer. But hey! At least he has the opportunity to create long-lasting friendships through means of a death game!

Skizz shook his head to get his thoughts back and focused his attention back to the group on the ground.

Scar had just come running from a cave, several arrows stuck in the end of his shield. He spoke with the others for a bit before Etho handed Impulse a sword, nudging him in the direction of the cave.

Impulse peered over the edge, clutching his shield and sword tight.

Then he toppled forward as Scar pushed him, arms pinwheeling as he fell into the cave.

Skizz watched a pain signal hit Impulse’s soul, then watched with wide eyes as it trailed along a thread that wasn’t there before, all the way to Bdubs.

Bdubs jumped as Impulse fell, turning around to yell at the person who pushed him, but stopped when he saw no one there.

He grabbed Etho's shoulder, presumably asking if he pushed him. Etho was too distracted by laughing at Impulse to notice.

Scar jumped in the cave after him, and Etho followed, leaving Bdubs behind looking very confused.

Skizz giggled as Bdubs followed behind them. He flopped down onto his stomach, kicking his feet behind him like a girl at a sleepover.

Now he only had to wait for Impulse to notice, and then sparks would fly!

A few minutes later, Scar left the cave with Bdubs, and for a moment Skizz was worried he’d missed the big moment. But when Impulse left with Etho, his soul was the same as when he’d entered, and Skizz knew he hadn’t missed his chance.

They reunited later in the day outside the pillager outpost. Everyone decided to attack the pillagers and rescue the allays, and Impulse and Bdubs were both part of the fight.

Skizz thought they had figured it out when Bdubs was getting shot, but Impulse just shared his food with Bdubs before continuing to fight the pillagers.

They ended up cooking mutton together, and Skizz simultaneously wanted to strangle Impulse out of frustration and hug him with excitement.

“Your soulmate is right there!” Skizz strained. “Cmon, why can’t you see it?”

At one point, Bdubs took damage directly in front of Impulse, and he still didn’t notice!

And Skizz could tell. He wouldn’t see the full effect of the soul-embrace unless both parties were aware of it.

So it’s not like Impulse was just pretending not to notice. He was just that oblivious.

Which Skizz really should’ve known by now. He’d seen how Bdubs acted around him without a soul bond and still couldn’t tell he was into him.

They followed Scar to the ravine to look for resources when Bdubs got hit by a skeleton.

Impulse shouted and grabbed his shoulder, whipping around to face the empty air behind him.

He looked confused for a moment before turning to look at Bdubs.

He had an arrow in his shoulder.

Bdubs ran past Impulse to kill a zombie that tried to sneak up on him, and Impulse stared as he passed.

The zombie hit Bdubs in the leg, and Impulse winced as he felt the hit as well.

Skizz was on the edge of his seat, watching as Impulse slowly walked up behind him.

As Bdubs slayed the zombie, he turned to face Impulse. The goofy grin he was wearing faltered as he looked at Impulse’s face.

Skizz frowned. He wished he could hear them, but he’d have to settle for reading lips.

“Bdubs,” Impulse said, “I think we’re soulmates.”

“Oh.” He said, jaw relaxed and stars in his eyes.

Skizz held his hands to his mouth. The anticipation was killing him!

Bdubs’ face broke out in a grin. “This is amazing!” He held out his hands. “This is us!”

Impulse smiled, taking Bdubs’ hands with his own. “This is us.”

A green thread slowly tied itself around their hearts as they linked hands. It circled around their arms before connecting at their conjoined hands.

Skizz watched in awe as the green light from their souls rippled outward from their chests like waves, each one taking the shape of a heart.

This is everything I’d ever imagined it’d be.

Impulse glanced up from their conjoined hands. “So. If we’re soulmates now, there’s something I should ask…”

Bdubs grinned even wider.

“I, um. Would you. Do you… are we, like… dating? Would you like to? Uh, date. I mean.”

Bdubs threw his head back with a cheer. “Finally! Yes, Impulse, I’d love to date you.”

Impulse ducked his head and grinned. “Great. So, now what do we-“

Impulse was cut off as Bdubs lifted his head and kissed him.

Skizz leaped up from his spot on the cloud and cheered. “Yeah, baby!” He gave himself a high five. “That’s what I’m talkin’ bout!”

The soul bond glowed a brighter green as they embraced, even long after the kiss ended.

They finally broke apart when Scar came up to them, loudly congratulating the cute couple.

They walked away side by side, already discussing plans for their shared house.

Skizz spent another moment celebrating to himself. He always knew he was a great wingman!

He might just stick around and see how the other soulmates will do!

This is gonna be a great game.

[yhs-x-reader]

🎀 Dating Samgladiator Headcanons 🎀

GN! Reader

︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶︶ ୨♡୧ ︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶︶

First of all, he’s a total loser. He has no relationship experience whatsoever, so from the absolute get go, he has no clue as to what to do.

But he tries! He tries really hard! He wants to be there for you no matter what, and he wants to make sure that you’re happy with him. He’s awkward and stumbles around, but it’s all he has, and he hopes that it’s enough.

But it’s not like he has nothing to go off of. Taurtis adores you two and thinks you guys are super cute, so he helps Sam out especially since he’s a lot more… popular, and overall sociable. Speaking of which, he actually helped Sam gain the confidence that he needed to ask you out. That’s why it was a lot more romantic than you would’ve expected, because Sam recruited his best friend to help him lol. He did NOT want to mess this up.

It was a cold afternoon and everyone was getting ready to leave for home, so while you were at your locker, you noticed something strange…

There was a love letter with some sort of bag of baby carrots. You thought that it was untrustworthy, especially since it had been sitting in your locker for gord knows how long, so you tossed the food way. But as for the note…

It was a pretty sweet poem, actually, if not vaguely cringey. “Roses are red, violets are blue, your eyes are…” and all that.

However, there wasn’t a name, but instead a meeting time and place: class 2B at 3:40.

So, with your phone on you (just in case this person was a creep) you went ahead and did what the note told you to. And after a few minutes, someone walked in…

Sam.

Now, Sam didn’t have the best reputation. He was known for being a loser, but he wasn’t a bad guy, and now that you saw him stuttering and trying to explain everything — you realized he was actually a bit cute.

The day ended with you kissing him to shut him up, and his expression coming alight with pride. He offered to walk you home, which you accepted. But as you both left the classroom, you spotted Taurtis hiding behind a potted plant with his phone out. He squealed in excitement for you two, inviting himself to walk with you and Sam.

To be fair though, he did live with Sam, so you couldn’t complain. Besides, he was a great friend and wingman, you had to admit.

After you and Sam became official, you, him, and Taurtis were an unstoppable trio. And sometimes, Grian and/or J would join the group.

Speaking of which, you found out that J was the one who broke into your locker to help Sam plant his love note. He apologized and offered to pay for your future wedding, but you had to tell him no (even though Sam seemed eager)

Overall, you’re happy to be with Sam, and he’s likely happier. He gets a little protective sometimes, but he tries not to be overbearing. He just wants what’s best, and he loves you.

[ask-fa-scar]

OOC //

am i gonna have to wingman for two grians at once

[e-to-the-v]

extra reminder this week :p

I feel like Scar is definitely Etho’s ultimate wingman. Like he was probably the first person to find out his brother had a huge crush on Joel. Then all of a sudden Joel gets invited to the castle (gee I wonder why), and Scar acts as the go-between then steps back to give them alone time. Like, he didn’t even bring Grian, that’s how much of a wingman he is.

And then he stays with his brother when Joel’s in a coma, even being there when he wakes up, like dude. You didn’t have to be there, but like I said, ultimate wingman. Etho definitely suffered day and night and Scar probably comforted him quite a bit.

Not sure about post coma Scar though

also I read the oneshot and all I have to say is ghhfgjufgjitfhjtcrujftuehlfrkhiftkulikii yes

Thank you! The oneshot was fun to write. I originally was going to make them break up, but the poll wanted them together lol

Scar does his best. It’s in the plan I have to write an Etho chapter, and yes scar is wingmaning all the way.

I’m so close to being done with this chapter. Like so close I promise. Like hopefully next week. It’s gotten long enough that the app I use doesn’t appreciate me writing more lol

[set-in-stardust]

it's done.

Wings and His Wingman is officially done. read the final chapter here

I said it in the notes on ao3, but I am SOOOOO done with this fic and I'm happy it's finally finished. I didn't want to leave it unfinished since so many people liked it, but I honestly lost interest and didn't want to work on it anymore for so long.

That's not to say I didn't like writing it or anything, I did for the most part! I've used w&w as a learning project to grow as a writer and evolve my own style, which I hope is a bit more apparent in that final chapter. I don't regret writing this fic for a second, I just don't want it to be my most known work :')

so go check out my other (way better) fic, veritatem dies aperit!!! I've plugged it a bunch of times because I am wayyyy more interested in it than i ever was in w&w, the writing is much better and well-thought-out, AND it's got mumscarian (but not a grian has two hands scenario. they're all together holding everyone's hands in a big, traumatized circle. okay) AAAAND cosmic horror and watcher lore <3 I know how much y'all love watchers

after VDA, I plan to work on a couple of original books! Please look out for those when I post about them! I'll always continue writing fanfic I'm sure, it'll just be more oneshots and less longer-form fics from here on out, since those take a LOT of effort and planning <333

love y'all, and thanks so much for the support on w&w! I hope to see some of you in my inbox soon!

[mochiwrites]

I'm one who would love a scarian centric crimes au. I loved your mumscarian in the first one but I'm a scarian fiend at heart and especially in this particular circumstance I think it would be really interesting. Would mumbo still become jealous? What changes about their dynamic? It will be super intriguing to read how it changes the subtle things.

:D !!!!!

the jealousy isn't a thing that would happen I think, even if we had kept it mumscarian. I had planned to do a total overhaul on mumbo and grian's dynamic Regardless in this rewrite, and I'm a lot happier with the results! :D but there will be interesting changes to the overall dynamic I think

I have this image in mind of mumbo being the guy who has to watch these two be terrible terrible piners and be So exasperated with the two of them. wingman mumbo in this kind of au is. such an endearing idea to me

[oh-snapperss]

tagged by @crash-hawk (i can't wait to annoy you irl in a week and a half>:D)

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

alright listen i need everyone to close their eyes and pretend like i don't have as many as i do LMAOOO

1. plot machinations

2. mochi's scarian fics (thing 1 and thing 2)

3. birthday ethubs request

4. knights

5. grian wingman gone wrong

6. pearl and gem cooking wip

7. etho as cuteguy part two

8. the gardener

9. can you see me (extra scenes)

10. the rift conundrum

11. erm. domestic

12. fairytales

AHEM. anyways i have a NORMAL AMOUNT. everything is fine. totally under control!

i'm not tagging 12 people into this hell so if you see this take this as an invitation:)

[floef-likes-everything]

Wingman

Large summer writing project alert! Well, not really as I've been working on this for a while, but now I have the time to finish it. The prologue is under the cut, and the entire fic will be uploaded to my ao3 over time :D

Summary: Grian hasn’t left the Hermitcraft Server since he joined. There was no reason, as everything he’d knew before it was destroyed because of his own poor decisions. So when some of the Hermits convinced him to come and support them in this competition they were about to compete in, Grian didn’t expect his past to catch up to him so quickly.

He definitely didn’t expect to become the wingman of his presumed dead friend.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea to leave?” Mumbo was leaning on one of the various chest scattered around Grians mansion with a frown on his face. Grian, in the meantime, was gathering supplies for the short trip off the Hermitcraft Server.

“Why wouldn’t it be?” he asked in return. He had tried to hide the slight shake in his voice, the clear indication that he in fact was terrified of what he was about to do. He was however determined to go through with this crazy trip and Mumbo was not going to talk him out of it.

“Because you have no idea whether the Watchers are still after you,” Mumbo pressed. “I understand you need some space to get your creative fluids going again, but going off the Server might be a bit of a rash move.”

“Look, Mumbo, I really appreciate your concern,” Grian started as he lowered his backpack to look Mumbo straight in the eye. He really did and if this opportunity had arisen a few weeks ago he’d probably have listened to Mumbo. Grian started to feel burnt out on the gigantic project that was the mansion and he needed something else to do. He needed some new views and influences and when Ren had invited him to come watch him and some other Hermits in an event called the Championships he had agreed without giving it much thought.

“I’m going to be fine,” he continued. “Ren, Iskall, Cub and False are all going to be there, I’ll just watch whatever this Championship thing is and that will be it. I doubt the Watchers will take interest in an event like this. It sounds way to… chaotic for them.”

In fact, Grian had no idea whether or not the Watchers would enjoy something like this. They might as well do, but he didn’t want to think or worry about it. The Watchers rather disliked the chaos of larger Servers, they wanted everything to go according to their own plans. It was easy to influence a group of about ten Players, but much more than that would become unmanageable. If Grian remembered correctly from what Ren had told him, the event had 40 participants and a lot more Players who would watch.

“If you say so…” Mumbo mumbled, though he didn’t sound very reassured. Grian had of course offered that he could go with him, but Mumbo had kindly denied that offer. He didn’t do well in crowds, he’d said.

“I do,” Grian said as he put his sword and axe away in his enderchest. He imagined that the organizers of the event wouldn’t appreciate it if spectators took weapons with them. “I’ll be fine, Mumbo, really. It’s been over two years now, they’ve found something else to spend their time on. They don’t have the patience to still want to go after me, they’ve dropped the subject.”

“You can’t know that for sure,” Mumbo tried once again. Whenever they had a conversation about the Watchers and Grian possibly leaving the Server, he would act like this. Sure, those conversations had only happened over the last couple of weeks but they had gotten more and more frequent.

“I – if they really wanted me, they would’ve come for me,” Grian said with confidence. “They are able to pass Xisuma’s defenses if they wanted to, trust me. But they haven’t, so I’m not interesting enough for them anymore.”

If the Watchers still wanted him, they would’ve come for him months ago. He knew Xisuma’s defenses on this particular Server were one of the best but he had never personally dealt with Watchers before, not that Grian knew of at least. He was surprised that Xisuma knew of them at all when he finally opened up about his past to him, but he had never experienced them like Grian and his friends had.

“And if you don’t mind, I really should go now otherwise the gang will leave without me,” Grian said as he stuffed an extra stack of golden carrots in his inventory. He wasn’t sure if he would be provided with snacks during the watch along of this event so he wanted to come prepared. “I’ll be back before you know it, Ren said it’ll only take about two hours or something and I don’t plan to stay for the party afterwards. It’s not as if I know anybody there. I just want to… get out for a bit, alright?”

“Yeah, sure,” Mumbo said but he still didn’t seem happy about any of this. Grian felt selfish for leaving Mumbo behind, but sometimes he felt like he had to be. Mumbo only wanted to protect him, but this mansion and project were killing him.

“Great,” Grian pulled a smile on his face and unfurled his colorful wings. “In the slim chance that I don’t return, you’ll finish the back of the mansion for me, right?”

Before Mumbo could throw an insult at his face, Grian beat his wings to propel himself up into the air and away. It was a short flight back to the shopping district and it was a quiet one. The sun was already descending and the view he got of the middle island of the Server was wonderful. A shopping district was forming slowly but surely and Grian doubted if the mycelium island was even big enough. Hermitcraft was their life, tucked away in an almost invisible part of the universe. Every Hermit was the same in a way, yet so different. Everybody had found this group running away from something or searching for refugee and most didn’t leave after. They were a found family, though sometimes a bit of a dysfunctional one.

Four Hermits in similar green outfits were waiting for Grian near the central Nether Portal of the shopping district. Cub pointed as Grian came into view from behind one of the larger shops. Grian landed gracefully and tucked his wings behind his back before joining his friends.

“G-Man, are you ready for the best event in your lifetime?” Ren started, dramatic as ever, before Grian could even greet him. “You are going to want to join our team next time, I’m sure of it!”

“Good evening to you as well,” Grian said with a grin. “I just have to wait and see, I guess. You have to impress me by winning.”

“Well, I don’t know about that,” False said with a short laugh. “Players from all over participate in this Event, it’s quite the show-off of power to be fair. Some can get real sweaty over winning. Plus, we bring two newbies, so don’t expect us to win that easily.”

“Hey, Cub and I aren’t that terrible,” Iskall immediately said in a slightly offended tone. “We’ll show these people what we Hermits can do.”

“Hmm, yeah, just wait and see buddy,” was the answer from False, who didn’t sound to confident. “Are we ready to go?”

[edmundspace]

Wingman Grian :D

[floef-likes-minecraft]

The big fanfic catalog TM

Most of my fanfics are on my Ao3 but as the number is fics is growing I thought I'd give a nice summary on some of the favourites I wrote so here you go do with this what you want :)

Also, everything is tagged with #floef writes

Hermitcraft

Worldeater - What if the moon never crashed on Hermitcraft Season 8 but something much worse caused its demise. (100k+ words, finished)

Washed Up - Gem reveals there is a reason why it's so easy for her to beat Etho in PvP. (a collection of shorter fics around 3k words each)

Empires

Everything is fine - Everything is always fine in Mezelea, even after large explosions. (chapter 2 of a story with various Empires SMP ficlets, but I like this one the best)

Life Series

Ranchers - A 10k word series about my beloved Ranchers, and something about a Warden being on the loose.

Fly Little Canary - Where Jimmy won Limited Life and finds himself with a pair of actual wings. (there be angst here, watch out)

MCC / Evo

Wingman - Grian becomes the wingman of a friend he'd believed to be dead for years. (100k+ words, finished with a part two in the makes)

[hmshermitcraft]

Grian, a pesky little Avian, plays wingman to get the royal cook, Scar, a date with the local mechanic, Mumbo. He can practically see it on their faces: they are head over heels in love! And they get so flustered around the mention of each other it's obvious to a blind bore!

So what if it's seen as a shame and disgrace? Fuck those rules; If wingless Avis can find mates, you two can share a kiss!

In the end, they're both well respected within the castle! Mumbo is a prodigy, considered one of the smartest mechanics of his time. Scar is well-known throughout the kingdom for his baking - the kids would get into fights over one of his cookies!

Grian may not be perfect, but he thinks he's pretty crafty. He sets them up on a quiet date, something out of the way where people are unlikely to see them. By the end, he sees them holding hands and laughing softly, heads knocking together.

They deserve each other, and Grian is going to make that happen.

[helsex-moved]

What's your hadestown exhels au?

THANK U FOR ASKING GRRRR

soo uhhh yes obviously exhels are Orpheus and Eurydice,,

Hades is Jeff, I'm not sure who Persephone is because there's no way Jeff pulls any bitches ykyk

Hermes is probably Wels , being a wingman of sorts for his stupid younger brother doing his best to help him out 😭

The fates are Grian, Martyn and an unnamed/tbd person (watcher, listener, speaker)

This is a new idea because I literally only took it seriously late last night while going insane over how exhels some of the songs are but talking w my partner it was determined it's like. Jeff taking/taking control of Ex taking them away from Hels

He manipulates them initially by telling them Hels couldnt ever protect them truly, he can't make them happy (see Hey Little Songbird)

Meawhile Hels is ofc making the long journey to find them and get them back

It's not quite so much rn and not everything fits perfectly but I am brain rotting heavily over it grrrrrndbjsbkammn

I'm soooo normal. Incredibly normal.