#i saw there was. a lot of logan fanart

[larphis]

I started watching Succession yesterday, am now 4 episodes in and MY GOD this statement feels truer than ever now

I’m pretty sure at least half of my preferred tv shows would have ended sooner and better for everyone if someone just dragged the main characters/‘s ass/es to a proper therapist as soon as they showed their first wave of red flags.

[yakichoufd]

I saw in a prev post of yours you said you were going to watch Deadpool 3! Did you like it at all?

I thought Logan had some pretty good characterization and the movie was fun and cool overall but I’m not as big into xmen as others so Im not sure how accurate it was

I might have deleted that prev post cause I don't think people are that interested in my thoughts or life! So I am slowly deleting posts so my fanarts can be more present than my 2 sec thoughts about something!

I enjoyed the movie a lot (but I mostly know deadpool from the movies)! I think Logan was well written, especially if you know him from the movies.

Warning super vague spoiler: The only thing that was a little bit disappointing for me was the ending for Logan's wish. I would have preferred he made that decision himself instead of being forced to accept it. Or I would have greatly preferred a different ending for him. It would have kicked the nostalgia of a full era better imo. They gave us so much nostalgia kicks but not for that part, which was a bummer.

But that disappointment didn't harm my enjoyment for the movie! It was silly as I wanted it to be!

[thattripleabattery]

Bro, do u have any hc about (xmen evo) logan???

I have one and its basically:

In the weapon x time, they tried to make an emergency system (a silly machine near logan's tank) to prevent logan of whooping everyone ass, basically, a "switch" turn on/off using his nervous system

Anyways, for some reason the system got down for some minutes causing logan's escape, HE OBLITERATED the machine so the weapon x peps couldn't turn him off

Tho if they tried to remove the spinal thingy it could damage logan's healing factor (i saw somewhere his healing factor is connected with his brain ) so they let it there

In other words: PEEPAW LOGAN HAVE COOL SPINE MECHA THINGY AND ALSO BACK PAIN 24/7 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Oooh yes I will! I definitely agree with that hc. I love your fanart btw! All these headcanons will be related to evolutions

- Logan believed for a long time he was nothing but a weapon and was scared at first to be at Xavier’s

- I believe in✨dad bod Logan✨supremacy

- He still treats rogue, Kurt, Scott, kitty, and Jean like kids when they’re adults and still calls them by his nicknames for them

- He’s aroace spec

- He has a crush on ororo

- He has really sensitive hearing (and nose) which leads him irritable in the house

- His eyes do the thing when a light shines on them like animal eyes do

- Used to be insecure about his fangs that he would mumble so no one would see them, he doesn’t care now

- He has let kitty paint his nails one time

- Since we get little backstory on this version of Logan, so I headcanon evo Logan as half Japanese, half white since his last name is never said in the show (I’m pretty sure) and it’s just a headcanon for evo

- Along with that, he doesn’t remember since he can’t remember a lot of things before weapon x

- Each of the kids has accidentally called him dad at least once (Scott has done it multiple times) and he feels like crying every time they do

- He’s afraid he’ll become like sabertooth

- Has “berserker rage”episodes but has never hurtany of the kids during an episode

[orionsangel86]

You know, I thought we were done with the ageism in fandom thinking that its purely for teenagers? Because it doesn't help anyone to have the attitude of this (now blocked) anon. People don't stop having passions and being fans of things just because they get older. Fandoms thrive BECAUSE older people put in the effort to MAKE them thrive. Do you really think that 100k word perfectly written epic fanfic that you adore so much was written by a 16 year old? Because I guarantee it was more likely to be written by a 35 year old mother of 2.

That amazing cosplay of your fave character you saw at a recent comic con that took phenomenal skill and probably a good deal of expense to look perfect wasn't put together by a 17 year old high schooler, it was perfected through years of passion into a hobby that more than likely required a full time job and a savings account to afford.

That amazing fanartist who has the BEST art of your OTP that captures their likeness in a really gorgeous style? They weren't born with that talent. It takes years to develop a personal art style, and capturing a persons likeness in art is a skill that has to be nurtured. The best artists are the ones who've had years to develop their skills. They aren't school kids. I have had mutuals on this site for a decade now and I have seen how much their art has improved and become absolutely beloved. These are people who at their youngest are in their late 20s now. Most of my mutuals are in their 30s, some of the best fanfiction writers I know are in their 40s and 50s. The meta writers I know are also in my age group. Hell, do you think teenagers run AO3? You'll be surprised just how many "old people" make the best fanworks. If you removed them from fandom spaces, I guarantee you would remove most of the talent, because no offence to you kids, but that talent is something that is nurtured over time, and time and aging go hand in hand i'm afraid.

The people who make fandoms what it is, the ones running events, pouring themselves into analytical posts, providing the best fanart, coming up with the amusing memes and textposts that go viral? Do you REALLY think they are all school kids? Fandoms are made up of PEOPLE, and newsflash assholes, people AGE.

This attitude always amazes me. There isn't an age limit in fandom. This isn't fucking Logan's Run (bet you the kids won't understand that reference) and honestly if these kids genuinely think they need to give it up and quit at a certain point in their future I just pity them.

Fandom thrives because of the older people that have nurtured it for years and carved out a space where younger people can enter in comfort and safety. Which are only possible BECAUSE older people built online fandoms and continued to put in the work to keep them going. If we all had to stop caring and leave fandom at some specific cut off date, the fandom landscape would be a vastly different space - and probably a lot worse for being predominantly run by hormonal teenagers - heh, I guess it would be a lot more like TikTok and we all know how dreadful TikTok has been for fandom so far. If nothing else that alone proves my point.

At the end of the day, no one can stop the passing of time. Even the horrible children who send adults nasty anons. Eventually, they will be the "fandom elders" and receiving their own anon hate from a future generation of brats, I personally can't wait to be the very old lady laughing at them when that day inevitably comes.

[alidravana]

(saw your reblog and here we are lmao)

Ok uh, I didn't know where to put this but! My favourite fic of yours is between Leave a Light on & Where the Shadow ends

Both fics were amazingly done but are my favourites for different reasons. I could go into detail, but I have a feeling I'd be here for a while-

You were the one of the first fic writers I came across when getting into COD Ghosts, so the stories were a good read/introduction to the fandom!

Your stories also helped when coming up with the initial designs for the COD Ghosts bois I've gone and drawn. (Keegan,Logan & Kick).

I apologize if this is a bit annoying, just didn't know where to put this. Hope your day is going well!

Ahhh, this is amazing - thank you so much for sending me this!

Where the Shadow Ends is one of my favourites too, it was driving me crazy in a way that I had it written all back in March, but had to wait until October to release for Flufftober. I don't know how many times I've re-read this one myself, but it was so much fun to write. And it all started with that quote from Hesh at the end, the reunion.

Leave a Light On was similar, all I had in my head to start was this dark-haired kid on Keegan's front step, and at first, it was actually going to be Keegan's kid, and then I flipped to Hesh and Kick's as I developed their relationship more.

I just realized I missed a Hesh/Kick fanart from you and am currently squealing over it. I still can't believe how many people are liking the pairing and climbing onto the tug boat with me.

Thank you so much, I hope you continue to enjoy the fics! And feel free to pop into my inbox or tag me with any Ghosts content, there's not a lot of us around here and I love to chat!

[transfemlogan]

6 and 20 for the fandom ask!! :DDD!!

positive fandom ask game

something you see in art a lot and love

how creative people get w/ side designs !!! im not entirely sure why everyone gets so creative with how they draw the sides, im assuming it's because they shapeshift & also bcuz it tends 2 be a thing with youtube egos or like... those minecraft smp guys who have block skins, but for whatever reason this fandom draws the sides so fun and i think its great.

i know i hate a lot on fanon designs, bcuz the most popular ones can be ... unison & boring ("janus has long blonde hair" "patton is blonde & blue eyes" "logan has black hair" "patton is fat & everyone else isnt" etc etc) but when people get creative and stray away from fanon, it's the coolest shit ever !!!! i once saw a janus who didn't have a face because a clone stole his face. literally what the hell where does that even come from & also thats the greatest thing ever .

i love seeing sides of colour & disabled sides & seeing all the different ways people draw remus & romans outfit on & queer sides & just how creative people get with headcanons . its beautiful. i love hrj3i2iwiueuwiehuwke BLOWS UP

your very first fandom!

my very first fandom was the powerpuff girl fandom. i used to draw ppg fanart like CRAZYY. my fave character was buttercup & also i kin her & i had 2 million ppg ocs & like 20 million personas & boy versions of each. idk why the ppg was so obsessed w/ boy versions of themselves, maybe i should have realised i was trans way before then. based on how many boy versions i had of myself.

[supernaturalkickparty]

your name: Ashley but I prefer Ash

your first fandom(s): xmen, that was also the first type of fanfic I read, then it went to star wars, spn, and my current hyperfixations.

your current fandom(s): Supernatural, Walkerverse, Star Wars, and Wrestling.

Movie fandoms: Star Wars, MCU

Books fandoms: haven't read in ages😬 I mainly read comics/graphic novels and idk if that counts. If it does Somethings Killing The Children, Department of Truth, and The Nice House on the Lake.

Game fandoms: I don't play anymore but when I do play it's usually like duck game, crash bandicoot or spryo.

how did you first get into fandom? I was a preteen when the first xmen movie was released, I would get Starlog magazines and I remember I saw something about fanfiction so I was curious. It wasn't until a few years after that I finally got internet access at school that I found some forums with fics and Rogue/Logan became my original otp.

how long have you been engaging with fandom spaces? 19 years give or take.

how often do you read fanfics? Every chance I get lol which is kinda hard with a toddler but thank god for nap time and bedtime lol

top 3 characters from your current fandom(s): Sam Winchester, Cordell Walker, Adam Page.(its so hard to just pick 3!)

have you ever written a fic for a fandom? Yep! I have several WIPs, I need to finish one of them soon.

have you ever drawn fanart for a fandom? Oh no I can't draw to save my life.

share a personal headcanon that you feel very strongly about: Sam still had his powers but was afraid to use them.

you’re trying to convince a friend to get into your current fandom(s) with you. what episode, clip, or scene are you showing them? Not trying to convince lol but I have shown the bestie @fandom-hoarder a LOT of jon moxley/adam page and a LOT of cody rhodes and kenny omega lol

and finally, what does fandom mean to you? Friendship. I have made the best friends ever. Talking with them feels like talking to someone I've known for years.

Yes I can spazz out with them over something that happened or we can analyze scenes together but it's the "how's your day?" "Did you eat?" "How are you feeling? You still feeling sick?"

Its all that and more. I have the most amazing friends in fandom and I wouldn't change it any other way.

Tagging @fandom-hoarder @sugaraddictarchangels

@durinsbride @jellybracelet @degenderates @its-sassyboots and whoever else wants to play🖤

Tagged by @heronamedhawks

your name: Call me Rose

your first fandom(s): Pokemon, StarGate SG.1, and X-Men. Pretty much any and all sci-fi really, all the Treks, all the Wars, RED DWARF! My mum is a major scifi geek and i was raised on it.

your current fandom(s): TV show fandoms Post about Supernatural and Hogwarts Legacy, but occasionally post about Rings of Power, Vikings, Hannibal, Good Omens, and the above mentioned in the first fandoms post.

Movie fandoms: Star Wars, Harry Potter

Books fandoms: Harry Potter, The Hunger Games.

Game fandoms: Hogwarts Legacy, Dragon Age (all 3 games), Mass Effect (all 3 games), Pokemon, Civilization, The Sims, The Legend of Zelda.

how did you first get into fandom? Jeez I can't remember that far back. Back then the internet was new, and pretty much all there was were yahoo webrings, must have just stumbled across stuff.

how long have you been engaging with fandom spaces? 28 years, roughly.

how often do you read fanfics? I read fanfic ALOT many years ago, rarely read anything for any fandom any more.

top 3 characters from your current fandom(s): Sebastian Sallow (Hogwarts Legacy), Sam Winchester (Supernatural), Athelstan (Vikings)

have you ever written a fic for a fandom? I tend to write one epic novel length fic per fandom, and that's it. My longest fic is almost exactly the same length as Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince (that was Bad Reputation, my Jared/Jensen fic).

have you ever drawn fanart for a fandom? I tried to draw many MANY years ago, but i was never an artist and gave up many many years ago.

share a personal headcanon that you feel very strongly about: Not sure I have head canons...can't think of anything specific.

you’re trying to convince a friend to get into your current fandom(s) with you. what episode, clip, or scene are you showing them? For Hogwarts Legacy, it would be the crucio scene. For Supernatural...omg there is just so many to choose from. Depends how insane the friend is to what insanity of spn you show them lol

and finally, what does fandom mean to you? I've made many friends through fandom, but alot more back in the early days, around the years 2002 - 2010. These days everyone changes their username every 2 seconds and I could have known you for years but as soon as you change that i have no idea who you are. I have friends on here that came over from Live Journal when i did back in 2011 and they still have the same usernames. I remember usernames from years back and will type them in and they'll still be around, i can find people. Can't find anyone anymore. I think today fandom has become smaller, and alot more toxic.

Still fun though, if you find the right people.

Tagging @cordellwinchesterwalker @freesiriusblack @lailaphx-is-havin-a-crisis @oneiriad @eternaljared

[imtoohotmilk]

I had a dream and the basic premise was Thomas opened a interactive museum (although my mind forgot ab the interactive part halfway through)

that feature the sides rooms.

Me and my sister wanted to check it out so we went while it was still under construction (all the rooms wernt finished).

We started with Janus's room witch was HUGE. A bunch of people in fancy Victorian era outfits were there as guests. Everyone had to have a top hat on to enter the room.

There were a bunch of features such as chess, swimming (???), and snake judging. I asked out loud if "is anyone really qualified to judge snakes here" to witch Thomas Sanders walked up to me and said with a dead look in his eye "No" and walked away.

The next room to tour was Logan's.

(my brain gave up on the interactive part here)

I don't remember exactly what it looked like but it was very blue and very bland. It was a a basic Hotel room and nothing more.

Patton's was next.

It was my kitchen but sqished so there was no walking room and you had to crawl on top of the counters instead of walking.

The counters were also detached from the walls so you could see 4 small doors witch is how you got out. We opened the cabinets and this is what I found.

- go gurt pouches (apple flavoured)

- various bags of chips

- red vines

- too many hot chocolate pouches

- a stuffed animal (cat)

after that we got out of the room via the weird behind-the-counter doors.

We went to the middle of the lobby where there were two big dogs who were there for protection. One of the dogs name was buckaroo

At this point we saw the under construction sign for Romans room and left to come back another day.

The next time I came back without my sister.

Roman's room.

Roman's room was more of a story.

He had an outdoor room that was a lot more of a wooden ramp than it was a room. If you know jungle wood planks from Minecraft that's what it was. I walked up the ramp where I found Roman (?)

It was open air and there was a Street near by where a car drove up and out stepped someone who looked like the human version of the king from SpongeBob and a kinda princess.

Roman and I met them halfway down the ramp and the King (who was Roman's father) addresses him as "-- Bifvord"

And I started laughing bc that means Roman's and Remus's last name was Bifvord and I found that funny (?).

Roman kissed the princess's hand and the King started saying stuff like "it's time for you to marry here I've found you a bride" and Roman Looked Horrified. This was a good a time as any to leave so I'm gone.

I then spent a while looking for Remus's room witch was next to Virgil's.

It looked like one of those Pinterest rooms but very messy. Fanart of himself was on the wall and it actually looked like a normal bedroom.

(side note: up to this point Logans was the only room to have a bed)

Remus's bed had white really fluffy sheets and there were fairy lights sparked about.

On the wall was fanart of him in the sides dress. It was an off the shoulder with a corset top? It was kinda light green (sage?) and very floral.

he was surrounded by pink petals.

I then got excited at the idea maybe he put my fanart up in here? So I walked around and at the top of his bed coverd by a little cloth was my fanart of roman.

(I looked through my entire Tumblr this morning because it actually looked like something I drew but couldn't find it)

He also had a drawer witch just had a bunch of colourful socks.

Then it was time to leave the museum.

I guess I didn't want to see Virgil's bc it was already in the show and didn't feel like it'd be any different? though I got a weird sense it would be hello Kitty themed for some reason??

I think it's a good time mentioning that went we left the museum the first time I woke up check the time and fell back asleep.

[dukeofonions]

I think Patton and Logan are getting new glasses? Apparently on Twitter Thomas says that Patton should have round glasses while Logan has squares because I guess he saw lot of fanart of it? Personally I think Logan should have rounded glasses with a chain because it gives me library vibes…but it makes me wonder if Thomas is going to change stuff because he see a lot of it in fanart and fanfic like with the one aside we’re the sides we’re in onesies and having a movie night

I mean I know he mentioned at one point that the Sides could get a costume change, and even made a vague comment about how Logan and Patton may not have the same glasses for much longer, so who knows?

It's kinda funny though, that Thomas would take inspiration from fan art, while at the same time saying he wouldn't read fanfiction because he wouldn't want to take anyone's ideas.

[writerwithtoomanyships]

AHHHHHH OH MY GOODNESS I LOVE THIS I GOT SO EXCITED WHEN I SAW THIS ON MY DASH I LOVE YOUR ART STYLE AND IFUVKDUCITUC LOGAN WITH A PUPPY

sorry it was a pretty quick draw but here’s logan with a puppy for ya @just-some-thembo

[crispyjenkins]

Convince me, CJ! Make me an Obi Wan stan!

AIGHT NEVER DONE ONE OF THESE BUT HERE WE GO

dunno if you were wanting headcanons or facts, so have some of both

1. tragedy

these posts which are too long to screenshot but say things better than my dumb ass:

duel of the fates analysis by @panharmonium

obi’s sticking to the code even through tragedy by @tarantula-hawk-wasp​ and @jedi-order-apologist​

comparing duel of the fates with the maul duel in rebels by @princeobiwan and @padawanakin​

( @panharmonium ) with a wonderful comic here

“Contemplation of death brought only one slight sting of regret, and more than a bit of puzzlement. Until this very moment, he had never realized he’d always expected, for no discernible reason, that when he died, Anakin would be with him.” ― from the Revenge of the Sith novel by Matthew Stover

and his entire story from the jedi apprentice books by Jude Watson (and Dave Wolverton) it makes me weep.

2. worth

this boi just?? doesn’t believe himself? (thanks qui-gon but that’s another post) 

from the Revenge of the Sith novel by Matthew Stover

(side note, he’s one of the youngest council members ever?)

and another quote 

“He is respected throughout the Jedi Order for his insight as well as his warrior skills. He has become the hero of the next generation of Padawans; he is the Jedi their Masters hold up as a model. He is the being that the Council assigns to their most important missions. He is modest, centered and always kind. He is the ultimate Jedi. It is characteristic of Obi-Wan that he is entirely unaware of this.” — Matthew Stover

didn’t mean for all of those to be stover quotes but here we are

(somewhat related is this excellent post by @gffa​ discussing obi-wan being a terrifyingly competent fighter)

3. shippable

( @yeahyeahyeaaah​ )

( @padawansuggest​ ) and this ship needs more fanart *cries*

( @amiro-art​ )

this comic for obirex by @jaegervega​ (cries in rarepairs) 

and more that i don’t ship for squick reasons (QuiObi, ObiMaul, MaceObi, ObiTine, etc.)

4. he’s. so. feckin. light?

( @phsmas​ )

this post from @panharmonium talking about the quote:

“And you, Master. What does your heart tell you you’re meant for?” “Infinite sadness,” Obi-Wan said, even while smiling.”

5. him cute??

(can’t find the original source 😭)

( @lightasthesun​ i think??)

( @saeseetiin​ ) like?????? thumb loops?????

and many more instances that i seem to have lost because i fecked up and tagged obi stuff with a hyphen and url coding doesn’t like that

6. him flirt. him never stop flirt.

i’m also having trouble finding pics/gifs of this and i’m sort of too hungry to keep trying, but he flirts while fighting pretty much everybody, which i find very brave and endearing, and love when he doesn’t even realise he’s doing it. i just. he’s so willing to sass. 

9. ewan mcgreggor put SO MUCH WORK INTO OBI-WAN, he put so much of himself into that role and those movies that i really don’t think you can seperate love for them. 

this gif set about him picking his ‘saber in phantom menace ( @kenobi-wxn​ )

this one where he’s just!! so excited!! to be doing star wars!! (  @manny-jacinto )

him talking about the cultural impact of duel of the fates ( @princeobiwan )

some bloopers from revenge of the sith ( @greenarrow )

him doing george lucas’ job helping daniel logan (boba) in attack of the clones   ( @glittergreedo​ )

( @clubjade​ ) with an emphasis on 

“Now, many years later, the prequels meant a lot to the generation that were kids then. So from smirking, cynical opinions, now I’m getting feedback from the kids they were made for. I’m really happy about that.”

10. some misc. stuff i collected that i didn’t know where else to put

( @theravenjedi​ )

( @animymind​ )

and my favourite fucking obi thing of all time:

( @luvvewan​ ) i just. i have no words for this post. i love him so much.

stuff i can’t find pic/quote evidence for ‘cause i’m too hungry:

he loves the clones. so much. would literally rather die than lose men needlessly

is padmé’s most trusted jedi (even over anakin) and their friendship drives me to tears

had to be told to stop promoting cody

is super strong in the unifying force and has/had lots of visions which i think is underutilised in canon and fanon (so i end up putting it in almost all my writing whoops i love him being an anxious boy so much)

got yelled at by owen lars for trying to help luke from afar and i will FIGHT—

him baby blues

how fecking confused he is when he first lands on kamino

whatever the fuck is happening in this post

came so. fecking. far. from how he was as a padawan, mastered his emotions and found his spot in the universe, no matter how tragic it was

blames himself for both anakin’s fall and the clone chips (even if he never learned about them, which i don’t know what’s canon anymore whether he did or not)

he just?? has so much love in his big ol’ heart? and forgives and grieves and sighs and lives and trusts and dies. and then helps anakin become a force ghost because he can’t imagine death without him.

and now for some headcanons

he likes really realllly bitter tea, partly because qui-gon liked lighter teas so when he starts picking his own after being knighted, he goes with more flavourful ones

his immune system is shot after the clone wars ‘cause he uses so many stims/adrenaline shots/whatever they call them in the gffa because he’s in charge of a third of the GAR and he already worked himself too hard before the wars and boy howdy do those fuck up your immune system

cut his own padawan braid after qui-gon’s death

even though he almost left he order for Satine, he WOULD have if Anakin asked

was lowkey devastated that anakin did not give him his padawan braid after his knighting during the clone wars (no clue what’s canon anymore? but i grew up on the 2003 clone wars, and anakin gives it to padmé and i’m still having feelings about it)

is the council’s baby, in that everyone on the council either saw/helped him grow up, or grew up with him.

while canon says he could never kill anakin, he would have killed vader to protect luke

so in conclusion:

( @left-leggus )

[trashyswitch]

Can a Skeleton be Ticklish?

Arial was spending time with the Sanders sides, and reading something on her tickle fanfic page. But Arial didn't realize until it was too late, that Roman was reading her phone and now knew her secret. But...Perhaps it might've been for the better?

This prompt was sent in by @smileheart110, and features their Undertale OC, Arial. I hope you enjoy the fanfic! And if I got anything about your OC wrong, feel free to let me know in the comment or in DM's. Thanks!

This work features a shoutout to @fluffymary! I'm a HUGE fan of your fanart!

Arial was visiting the sides for a little while today. She had eaten a really warm soup and sandwich lunch meal with Patton and some of the others, and was now just hanging out in the living room with Patton and Roman. Roman was coloring in a coloring book on her left, while Patton was playing angry birds on his own phone.

What was Arial doing?

Well...She was looking at fanart on Tumblr that was made by @fluffymary! There were tons of really good fanarts of the Sanders Sides, coincidentally. Looking at the pictures were making her a little flustered, but it depended on what spots the fanart focused on. Why she was looking at fanart instead of just declaring a tickle war in the middle of the living room?

Easy: Too embarrassing. As much as she’d love to, something told her a few of the sides wouldn’t be quite as amused with her childish endeavors. Specifically...Logan.

Arial soon moved on and looked down a list of lee questions. It didn’t take long for her face to flush a light magenta color. Whoops...Guess she didn’t really think this through...Now her face is all flushed and they’re all gonna notice because it’s magenta contrasting with her snow white skull. What’s she gonna say if they notice and bring something up?

“Hey Arial! Look!” Patton said to her, pointing to his phone. Arial just about jumped 5 feet, but managed to keep her composure while she looked at Patton. The phone was showing her a video of a puppy that was trying to learn to howl, but was doing a lot more baby babbles than actual howls. Arial burst out laughing and allowed her face to flush with color again. This was worth being flustered at!

“Awwww! Babbling pup!” Arial reacted.

“I know!” Patton reacted before pulling his phone away.

Arial smiled and thought of the puppy for a little longer, before focusing back on the reblogged questions. She had started to determine which numbers to answer, when she froze and looked to her right side. Roman had stopped coloring in his book and was now reading her phone!

Uh oh…

“Uuuuuh…” was all Arial could get out of her mouth.

“Can I see the phone?” Roman asked.

Arial widened her eyes and looked at him with nervous eyes. She looked down at her phone, before slowly looking back at the man who had caught her in the act. Should she give him the phone to lessen suspicion? Or should she tell him no so that she doesn’t get any more embarrassed than she already is?

Finally, Arial handed him her phone. Roman started reading the questions and picked the second one. “Would you rather be tickled on your worst spot for 5 minutes? Or on 5 less ticklish spots for 1 minute?” Roman asked out of nowhere.

Arial’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. The other sides had looked up from their entertainment to listen to the question and hear the answer. Arial felt like she wanted to sink into the void hidden under her seat and hide in space forever. Did he just seriously ask her that?

Not fully in control of her actions, Arial slowly hid her feet under the couch. “Uuuuuuh…” Arial muttered.

“Worst spot for 5 minutes, or 5 not as bad spots for 1 minute?” Roman repeated.

“5 spots for one minute.” Arial got out quick.

“Alright. Would you rather see someone else get tickled? Or have someone watch you get tickled?” Roman asked, still reading off her phone.

Arial grabbed her hair and hid her face behind her newfound hair curtains. “See someone else get tickled.”

Roman chuckled. “Would you rather be tickled with tools? Or just fingers?” Roman asked with a smirk. Arial squeaked like a mouse and sunk deeper into her seat. To make matters worse, Roman had summoned a hairbrush, a toothbrush AND a feather! All in one hand! The moment she looked up and saw THAT freaking bundle, Arial shrieked and fell into Patton’s side.

Patton giggled. “Uh oh! Is Arial flustered?” Patton teased. “Because I hate to break it to you…” Patton leaned in really close to her ear hole, “...but you just bumped into the biggest tickle monster in the house.” Patton whispered.

“Hey! I heard that! I thought I was the ultimate tickle monster?!” Roman protested.

“I mean...You are a close second…” Patton let him know. “You’re my assistant!” Patton explained.

Arial didn’t know how much more of this she could take. “Are you ticklish by any chance?” Patton asked.

“Can skeletons even be ticklish without nerves?” Virgil asked.

“Actually, bones have nerves hidden within the blood vessels that bring blood through the bones. Not only that, but bones can also contain nerve endings within the bone marrow. So anatomically, Arial could be ticklish.” Logan piped up.

Arial gulped and looked towards Logan. Logan just sent her a wink, which sent chills down her spine. Then, she looked at Roman. But Roman, being the hidden devil he was, booped Arial on the nose hole with the feather. Arial slapped the feather out of his hand. “Knock it off!” Arial ordered, growing slightly annoyed.

Suddenly, Patton wrapped his arms around her. “Uh oh! Looks like someone is getting a little impatient! Could I at least hear a pleeeeaaaase?” Patton asked with an innocent voice.

Arial whined. Did she seriously have to say please in order to get tickles from them? “I wanna hear a please first…” Roman told her.

“You gonna ask? Or you gonna stay quiet?” Patton teased.

Finally, Arial gained a slight bit of courage to say it. “Please?” Arial asked.

“Please...what?” Patton asked.

Arial whined yet again. SERIOUSLY?! “Pleasetickleme?” Arial asked.

“I think I might’ve understood what you said, but...I think I need to hear it again...just to make-”

“PLEEEEAAASE TICKLE ME!” Arial yelled.

Roman widened his eyes. “Oh my…”

Patton chuckled. “I appreciate that you said it, but I didn’t really like HOW you said it.” Patton told her. Arial let out a toddler-like whine. “Can you please ask me again...but with less attitude?” Paton asked.

Arial growled and finally shoved her hands into Patton’s sides. “AriaAAAHAHAHAHA! Nohohow hold on there, Arial!” Patton laughed, unable to stop himself from laughing from the accidental, aggressive tickles.

“You’re frustrating the poor girl, Patton. Let me help:” Roman suggested before skittering his fingers on her ribs. “Besides, I’ve always wondered how ticklish you might be.” Roman added.

Arial let out a squeal and started giggling almost immediately. “Wooooow! Not even holding anything back, huh?” Roman reacted. Logan looked over at Arial and smiled.

“I see you have ticklish ribs!” Logan commented. “Makes sense.”

“But just HOW ticklish are these ribs?” Roman asked before drumming his fingers up and down her ribs.

“NononONONOOOHOHOHOHOHO!” ROHOHOHOMAHAHAHAN!” Arial bursted out laughing.

“Whaaaat?” Roman replied.

“IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLEHEHEHES!” Arial yelled at him.

Logan chuckled and got up. “I will remind you that you were actually asking for this.” Logan added as he walked up to the scene.

“THAHAHAT WAHAHAS UHUHUHUNCAHAHAHALLED FOHOHOR!” Arial protested.

“Uncalled for, you claim?” Logan reacted. “Okay. Let’s play it that way then.” Logan sat down at the end of the couch and grabbed her ankle. “Is thiiiis uncalled for too?” Logan asked as he skittered his fingers on her feet.

Arial let out a loud, high-pitched SCREAM! She wanted to protest against him, but her cackles and quick loss of breath stopped her from even trying to talk! Logan stopped tickling her foot almost immediately. “WOW...That was...very unexpected.” Logan admitted.

“I guess her feet are her death spot!” Roman reacted. “Now, how ticklish are your armpits?” Roman asked rhetorically before lifting her right arm up past her head. Roman didn’t waste a second and had dug into her armpit almost immediately!

“OOOHOHOHO GAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HOHOHOHOW DAHAHAHAHARE!” Arial yelled at him.

“Oh, you don’t think I dare touch the ticklish skeleton’s armpits? I most definitely dare!” Roman replied. “I even dare to ask Logan and Patton to join me!” Roman added.

Logan smiled and winked. “I’d love to help!” Logan replied.

“I’ve been waiting very patiently! Now is my time to SHIIINE!” Patton shouted before kneeling in front of the couch. Patton brought his hand up to her belly and was about to start tickling it. But...the shirt caved right in. Patton widened his eyes and lifted her shirt up a bit. There was indeed no belly to tickle! “...What?” Patton asked.

“IHIHIHI’M AHAHA SKEHEHELETOHOHON! IHIHI DOHOHON’T HAHAHAVE AHA BEHEHELLY!” Arial explained.

Patton frowned and crossed his arms at first. But it didn’t take long for Patton to try going fo her pelvic hollows on either side. Arial squealed and fell into a hysterical laughing fit almost right away! She was swaying her body left and right, yet still couldn’t shake Patton’s hands off her upper hips. “There we go! Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle, Arial!” Patton teased. “Who’s got such ticklish hips? Remember, no lying! Cause girls with your kind of hips CAN’T lie!” Patton teased.

Roman and Arial both bursted out laughing at that weird comment. “WHAHAHAT DOHOHOES THAHAHAHAT MEHEHEHEAN?!” Arial asked.

Patton giggled. “I was referencing the song ‘Hips Don’t Lie’ by Shakira!” Patton explained.

“Were you calling her Shakira?” Logan asked.

Patton tilted his head. “Did it...sound like I was?” Patton asked.

“It kind of did, yeah.” Logan replied briefly.

“Then yes! I did call you Shakira! You have some nice hips.” Patton said as he started poking the sides of her pelvis again.

Arial’s laughter raised an octave from both the really weird but endearing compliment, and from Patton’s poking. Arial couldn’t stop laughing for the life of her. Two people were attacking her really ticklish upper body!

“Where else should we go? Is your neck ticklish by any chance?” Roman asked before he started skittering his fingers on the neck part of her spine.

Arial curled her neck back and squeaked. “HEHEHEHehehehehey! Ehehehevihihil prihihihince!” Arial protested.

Roman guffawed. “So, I touch your armpits and you’re all like ‘Hehe! That tickles!’. But the moment I even SLIGHTLY tickle you’re like ‘Nuuu! Bad Roman! Evil Roman!’ Why is that?!” Roman reacted.

“Ihihihi dohohohon’t knohohohow.” Arial replied.

“Maybe she just can’t help the words that come out of her mouth!” Patton suggested. “Or maybe...light tickles are harder to handle than intense tickles.” Patton also suggested.

“It might be a bit of both.” Logan concluded. “I mean, how would you feel if someone just started tickling your neck for a while without stopping despite your protests?” Logan asked.

Arial looked up and smiled when she saw Logan tickle the left side of Patton’s neck. “eeEEK! No! NNNNO! Hands! Away!” Patton ordered.

“How about YOU keep your OWN hands away?” Logan suggested as he grabbed Patton’s hands and pinned them above his head with both his hands. With his arms out of the way and bent to give Logan more room to tickle, Logan leaned into his neck and blew a raspberry onto Patton’s neck. “NOOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHA! LOHOHOHOGAHAHAHAN!” Patton shrieked like a child.

“See? You can’t quite think properly when you’re being tickled by someone.” Logan explained. “Buuuut...how about light tickles?” Logan asked as he adjusted his grip. With one hand holding both his arms, Logan started skittering his fingers on Patton’s neck. When it was covered, Logan would move to an exposed neck spot. Logan kept doing this so he could guarantee lots of light tickles for Patton.

“Stahahahap! Whyhyhy mehehehe?! WHYhyhyhy?! Ihihihi thohohought wehehe wehehehere tihihicklihing Ahaharial?” Patton giggled and squeaked.

Logan smiled. “I’m just proving a point.” Logan replied confidently.

By now, Roman had stopped tickling Arial and let her go. Not only that, but Roman even took the time to whisper something in Arial’s ear. With new information in her mind, Arial lifted herself up and started tickling Logan’s hips.

“BAHAHA! ARIAL, NOHOHO!” Logan jumped, collapsing onto the couch.

“You’re right: Arial no. Buuut, Patton YES!” She replied. “Go for it, Pat!” Arial declared to him.

“You got it!” Patton started quickly tickling Logan for revenge. “Can’t test a theory without testing it on yourself!” Patton declared as well.

Logan giggled and started laughing hysterically in less than a minute. Patton chose the really ticklish and juicy spots, which ended up keeping Logan down and stuck in defeat. While Arial only watched the tickle fight from there, Arial did get some information on where to go when tickling Logan. She also eventually found out Patton’s many ticklish spots when he managed to dominate Patton once again!

The day ended up turning into a big tickle fight between her, Roman, Patton, Logan and eventually Virgil. And this all wouldn’t have happened, if Arial didn’t show Roman the embarrassing list of questions on her phone.

Boy! Isn’t embarrassment a blessing sometimes?

[stillebesat]

White Lies (2/5)

Sanders Sides: Deceit, Virgil, Logan, Roman, Patton Sequel to Little Lies Blurb: Deceit has been stuck in his ‘role’ as Dilyn for almost a year now. It’s about time he changed that. Fic Type: Hurt/Comfort, Tiny!Sides Inspiration: From @yay-cats9‘s wonderful Fanart she did for Little Lies. <3 Again thank you for the artwork! I love it! Overall Fic Warnings: Deceit, Negative Self Talk, Panic/Anxiety Attacks 

To Catch Up: Chapter 1

Such a child. 

Dilyn rested his head against his knees, pressing his burning eyes against the soft fabric of the circus tent of a cape, breath hitching no matter how hard he tried to gain control of himself.

Such a fool.

Fresh tears welled, running down his cheeks as he sniffed, rubbing mucus all over his grown up uniform, shivering in the darkness. 

He’d been an idiot to believe--believe that wishing on a stupid star of Roey’s making would--would change him back. 

Some Gatekeeper, unable to tell your truths from your lies. 

And hadn’t wishing on a fake star been one of the bigger lies he’d told to the others when they were younger? 

Dilyn hunched his shoulders. He’d been a child too long. Been caught up in the act. Been--been believing that a stupid little wish would--would--

Thomas doesn’t need Deceit. That’s a Fact. 

A soft whimper left his lips as he curled up tighter. He would--would need to head back inside soon. Get---get back to bed like--like the good Dilyn was supposed to be. Not Le--let--the others--th-they couldn’t kno-know that he’d--tried--tried this stupid wishing thing. He shouldn’t--

“Dilyn?” A familiar voice asked in a low tone. “What are you doing--” 

Dilyn stiffened. Virgil. How long had he been up here?! He couldn’t see him like this!

He grabbed at the air in a knee jerk reaction to silence Anxiety. To get him to--

Idiot. 

It doesn’t work for them. 

Dilyn dropped his hand before finishing the gesture, his heart dropping into the pit of his stomach.

He hadn’t been able to silence the Big Four since--since---

Dilyn whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut.

Powerless.

Some Gatekeeper. 

Useless. 

“Dee?” 

There had been a time when the barest hint of being willing to silence him would have sent Annie fleeing from Deceit’s presence. 

Some Gatekeeper. 

Dilyn choked back another sob, burying his head deeper into the folds of his cape. Those days were long gone. Annie rarely cowered since he’d joined the Light Sides. Since he’d been accepted by Thomas.

Thomas will never accept you.

You’ll be a child forever. 

He tensed as Virgil sat down next to him. Why was he still here? Annie didn’t care about him. He only went along with disguising himself as Deceit in order to protect Thomas from the Others. He should be back downstairs celebrating the New Year with Roey, Morey, and Logie. 

He should be celebrating that Deceit wasn’t there to terrorize and ruin the night. Ruin another year. 

“You remember when we used to come up here as kids?” Annie asked as the banging of pots and pans below finally faded away. 

Dilyn’s breath hitched, his fingers digging into the tent that was his cape. “No.” He lied, gritting his teeth to keep himself from saying more. If he didn’t talk to Annie then he would have no reason to stay and would leave him alone. 

Virgil scoffed, tapped his fingers against the boards. “I’m surprised.” He remarked. “You were the one who brought me up here when we were…what? Five?” 

Five? No. He’d tried to do so back then, but Annie had been far too entrenched in the subconscious to convince him that year. “Six.” He whispered. 

It had been a nightmare getting the darkling up here. Each step had taken an eternity to take because Anxiety had been convinced that every shifting shadow was one of the Big Three descending on them to banish them back into the subconscious away from Happy Little Thomas. 

“That was the first year I saw Creativity’s Star.” Virgil shifted, his arm brushing Dilyn’s as he settled more comfortably against the bars of the balcony. “You told me that if we wished hard enough, whatever we wished for would come true.”  

Foolish. 

Such Naivety.

Dilyn sniffed, rubbing his nose against his cape as he reluctantly lifted his head, resting his chin on his knees as he watched the last sparks of the star vanish. “I lied.” He whispered. Because that was what he--what Deceit did. Lied. Again and again and again. Telling the others what they wanted to hear, telling them what would give them hope because he too had been foolish enough to believe that they wouldn’t always be in the dark. Always be in the subconscious. 

He knew better now. 

Annie huffed a laugh, his tense shoulders relaxing as he slid down the banister, his head now more on level with Dilyn’s. “I don’t think you did. At least not as much back then. I mean, you wished on it too.” 

It didn’t work back then either. 

Dilyn choked on a sob, scrubbing roughly at his eyes. He’d known better back then, why had he--

Some Gatekeeper.

He’d been little too long, gotten sucked into the delusions children easily believed. “Imma fool. Wishes no come true.” 

“Not all of them no.” Annie looked down, fiddling with the strings of his hoodie. “And the ones that do...don’t always…” He licked his lips, shrugging a shoulder. “...they don’t come true when we want them to, but when the time is right.” 

When the time was right? When the time was RIGHT? He vividly remembered telling that same stupid sentiment to Annie right before he’d left them for the light sides. And now Annie, no now ANXIETY of all people had used those words to defy Deceit. To leave despite Deceit’s strong argument otherwise. And it had worked for him. It had WORKED and---not--not---

You’ll never be liked by Thomas. Admit it. He hates you. You’re no Virgil. You don’t get redemption. You get to be a freaking CHILD. 

“NEVER.” Dilyn practically spat the word, tearing his too large hat off his head and flinging it at the balcony door. 

Never.

Thomas will NEVER like you.

You failed.

Some Gatekeeper. 

His eyes burned as fresh tears streamed down his cheek. “Never. NEVER. NEVER COMES TRUE! IT NEVER--” 

Dilyn turned shoving his face into Virgil’s side, unable to keep it together anymore, he sobbed harder, clinging to Annie’s hoodie like the helpless pathetic child he was. “Nevernevernever.” “Whoa--whoa. Hey.” Annie wrapped an arm around him, holding him close. “Dee--” 

“It’s Dilyn.” He bitterly corrected. He would always be Dilyn. He was nothing else to Thomas now. Not after a year! “Deceit’s gone. Powers bye bye. All unwant--”

Virgil inhaled sharply, holding Dilyn closer. “You’re lying.” 

Lying?

LYING!

Dilyn growled, shoving away from Annie’s side. “I STILL SMALL!” He yelled, pushing to his feet, gesturing at himself. “I HERE A YEAR, VEE AND I STILL SMALL. TOMMY DOESN’T WANT ME. DOESN’T NEED ME.” He glared at Virgil, stomping his foot. “HOW IS THAT.” His voice cracked. “LYING?!”

“Hey.” Vee sat up, pulling him back into a tight hug, rocking him back and forth “Hey. No. Dee. No. It’s not like that.”

How could he believe that? HOW? 

Dilyn whimpered, digging his fingers into Virgil’s jacket, shivering as the wind picked up, easily sending a cool gust through his oversized clothes. “Tis too.”

“It’s not. You don’t think….” Vee exhaled, rubbing his back. “That me wishing the same stupid wish every year was...pointless? You don’t think after ten years I had stopped believing Thomas would ever accept me? That all my work was for nothing?”

But it hadn’t been. Virgil had been accepted. His stupid wish had come true. 

He’s better than you. Of course it would come true. Thomas likes him. 

Vee, squeezed him, running his fingers through his hair. “Your wishing isn’t pointless. You will be yourself again, Dee. You’ll...grow up. Thomas will...will learn to--”

Learn to what?

Get rid of you. That’s what. Thomas doesn’t need Deceit anymore.

 The lump in his throat grew bigger. Dilyn pressed his face harder into the hoodie. “He loves me.” He choked out.

“He hated me too.” Virgil said softly. “You know that.” 

Yah. So? 

“But look how that’s changed in the past year.” 

Dilyn huffed a bitter laugh, curling up in Vee’s lap. Sure. Annie had changed a lot. Revealing his name, upgrading his clothes, changing the Big Three into the Big Four with the others accepting him as necessary to Thomas’s functions. But that was different. “That...you.” He whispered. “You...liked. All Tommy’s fans like you.” He’d seen the feedback in the videos. Seen the fans wanting Virgil to be loved by the others. The fans had loved Anxiety from the very beginning. While Deceit--Deceit--had-- “I’m...I just…” He raised a hand to his scaled cheek.

Hated.

Scorned. 

What more did you expect from a Dark Side?

Only pure evil would pretend to be Morality.

You’ll never be liked by them.

Ever. 

They hate you.

They always will.

Virgil pressed his warmer hand against Dilyn’s, rubbing his thumb gently against his scales. “You’re doing what I did when I first showed up.” He said. “Making a bad first impression. Thomas will come around. More of his fans will come around. I mean...you’ve convinced us as Dilyn that you’re not that bad of a guy. It just takes--”

He groaned, jerking his head away from Vee’s hand. “Time.” He practically spat, fingers clenching on the drawstrings of his hoodie. It just takes time. Just a little more time. Another day of being small, another month of being a child. None of the others had been small for this long though! How did they know anything? “How. Much. Longer. Vee?” He demanded. “How mucher more?” He sniffed, rubbing his nose against the cape. “I small a year! I wanna…” Dilyn dropped his voice, “I wish….”

Let Deceit Rise.

Just let me be…me. 

Virgil reached out resting his hand against the scales one more, a small smile playing on his lips as Dilyn leaned into his touch. “That you were big? That you were Deceit again?”

He flinched, ducking his head. “It’s dumb.”

Virgil gently lifted his chin back up to meet his eyes. “I don’t think so.”

Truth. 

Why--Tears again filled his eyes. “But you should.” He whispered, voice trembling. “I do.”   

Vee exhaled, chewing on his bottom lip, dark eyes searching Dilyn’s.

Dilyn frowned, fidgeting under Annie’s stare. “What?” He finally snapped, poking him in the nose, unable to take the scrutiny.

Virgil wrinkled his nose, pulling back out of Dilyn’s reach. “Nothing.” He huffed, shaking his head. “No, you thinking something. What?” 

“Just…” Virgil shrugged. “Your role as Dilyn. Maybe...it’s time to end it.” 

End it? Dilyn scoffed. END IT? He could only end it if he was BIG again. And that was NEVER going to happen. He was powerless. ”Why? All clear. I small. Forever. The End.”

“Well…” Virgil moved him off his lap “I was thinking that I can’t make you big again, Dee.” 

Dilyn rolled his eyes, hugging himself in an effort to stop shivering. “Duh, Annie.” He grumbled. If any of the others could have made him big again they would have already done it! It wasn’t like the Big Four actually wanted him around. They were just tolerating him to protect Thomas from the others. 

Some Gatekeeper.

“But.”

Dilyn looked up, frowning as the night sky behind Vee seemed to waver. “But?” 

Virgil smirked, raising his own hand in a similar gesture to Deceit’s silencing one, the inky darkness behind him surging forward as he completed the movement to engulf Dilyn in pitch blackness before he could blink. “You can still be Deceit.”

To Be Continued Chapter 3

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[cahaya-moon]

Sanders Sides; Thoughts on Ships & Stans

Because i couldn’t put all my ships & stans on my bio as that would be too much, i thought i could dump them all on several separate posts, starting with Sanders Sides. 

STANS

Well, i stan all of them, honestly. Like, take a look at all those precious babies. I love them.

My focus nowadays are more focused on Roman, Virgil and Nico though. 

ROMAN

Angst. ANGST. ANGST. GOTTA LOVE THE ANGST. Yeah, i’ve seen a lot of Angst! Roman these days and even though i don’t want to hurt my boys, fUCk, they’re good. Little comics, fan-art, head-canons, the new Asides video.... Idk, the angst just speared trough my heart and i love that. 

VIRGIL

I love my purple boi. That’s it, that’s the explanation.

NICO

Have i ever met anyone as pure and wholesome as Nico? Answer is no. As soon as i got to meet him in the new Asides video, my Protective Urges(TM) just started tingling. I only got him for a month or so, but if anything happened to him, i would kill everyone in the room and then myself. I think we all as a fandom can agree on that.

CREATIVITWINS

Jesus Christ, i love them okay? They’re sibling dynamic is ON FRICKIN’ POINT with my sibling dynamic with my little brother (He’s only a year younger than me, but i enjoy calling him little), and in the little ficlets, fanart and fan-comics where they DO get along i just... MY HEART.

BUT. I love all the Sides plus c! Thomas equally. My favs just varies from day to day. 

SHIPS

Ooooh, boy, a difficult one. Okay, as the Sanders Sides Fandom is just ABSOLUTELY sweet and non-judging, let’s go fot it....

PRINXIETY 

Yeah, yeah, call me a basic bitch, but i just love these two since day one. They’re dynamic is just... UGH. I love the Enemies-Friends-Lovers trope, okay? But i have to add, i don’t ship them in the web series. I only ship them in a Human AU, or in an AU where each of the sides are their own being, not a part of c! Thomas. They’re all parts of c! Thomas, for me it’s just weird. If you do ship them in the web series, no judging! This is just my personal experience and taste in shipping.

MOCEIT

I once saw a fanart of a genderbend Moceit, clicked on the ship tag and fell in the Moceit rabbit hole soon after. Now I love the ship with all my heart. I don’t know, it’s spicy, the way Patton treats Janus normal, and Janus respects Patton the most. IT’S JUST FREAKIN’ CUTE, OKAY?! Again, i only ship them in an AU, not in the official Web Series. 

Further than that, i don’t ship anything (except c! Thomas and Nico of course). No, i don’t ship Logan with Remus. In my personal opinion, i’m not comfortable with shipping anyone with Remus, as i see him as an aro (not an ace, tho).

PART 2

[coconut-cluster]

,,,,roman headcannons, perhaps?

OH OF COURSE

Roman is one of those people who really gets into his music - even when he’s listening to it as background noise, he bounces or dances to himself, taps his feet, mouths the words or sings under his breath, sometimes even conducts with the tempo; it makes for an entertaining sight when he’s wearing earbuds and no one else can actually hear what he’s moving to.

He collects pretty journals and you cannot convince me otherwise

(He has drawers and shelves full of gorgeous journals, from leatherbound to hand-painted, and yet he still only writes in the 30 cent flip notebooks Logan gives him. It’s a problem he recognizes and refuses to acknowledge any further.) 

 He bonds with Virgil over Mitski! 

That sounds sweet but usually it’s just them lying on the floor and staring at the ceiling as they listen to her existential masterpieces and reconsider their lives. It worries Patton a lot. 

(Roman’s favorite is Strawberry Blonde, Virgil’s is Francis Forever, and they both love I Want You)

Whenever Roman’s writing and can’t remember a word, he does this thing where he kinda just swings his hands through the air, like he’s trying to grab something he can’t find, and eventually just drops his head to the desktop and groans until Logan takes pity and begrudgingly asks what he needs help with. 

He loves to share things he’s passionate about! Whether it’s a new song or musical, a hobby, a TV show, you name it, he has an irresistible urge to talk about it to anyone who will listen

One time, he noticed how exasperated everyone seemed to get when he burst into the room with his laptop open and in hand. He got it in his head that he was just bothering them - he didn’t want to annoy them if they didn’t care, because, he reasoned to himself, it’s not fun if they don’t actually respond to things. So the next time he found a musical he loved, he kept it to himself. Same with a web series he found and drew fanart for. Same with a book he actually loved enough to finish in one sitting. Even though he felt like he would implode if he didn’t get to talk about it, he kept it to himself.

It was Virgil who noticed it, after a little while. He’d been listening to some musical that popped up in his recommended videos on YouTube and saw Roman’s eyes lit up - Ro asked, very carefully, like he was holding himself back, if Virgil liked it, and when Virgil shrugged and said “So far, yeah, but I don’t really get the story,” he immediately broke out in a smile and started explaining the plot as Virgil watched with raised eyebrows. When he finished, it was clear he’d been interested in it for a while, and Virgil got to thinking about why he’d never mentioned it to the family like he usually did. 

Later that week, he caught Roman writing a story about some old spirit of a flower Virgil couldn’t pronounce. He read a small paragraph over Roman’s shoulder - it was good, like all of Roman’s stories were, fantastically good, set in some deep forest and described in breathtaking language - and, after settling inconspicuously on the opposite couch cushion, he asked the prince, “What’re you writing?”

Roman glanced at him, then at his notebook, then back again. “Just a story,” he said after a moment. He turned back to the story and held his pen, like he was going to write more, but he just blinked at the words and seemed lost in his thoughts until Virgil shifted and caught his attention again. 

“What about?” the anxious Side asked.  

Roman’s face changed from carefully blank to surprised to squinty to careful again before he said, slowly, “It’s just something I thought of earlier, when Logan was researching some flower; it looked rather,” he paused, eyes flickering over his page, “otherworldly, I suppose.” 

“Alien otherworldly or magic otherworldly?” Virgil leaned over to read the page (again). “What’s it about, I mean?” 

And finally, Roman’s eyes lit up, and even though he was clearly holding back some of his boisterous enthusiasm as he explained the premise, he got the same bounce to his movement and rigor to his voice that Virgil was used to. 

(Virgil made it a habit to ask Roman for musical suggestions, good TV shows, interesting books or ideas every once and a while - Logan and Patton seemed to get the memo from Virgil’s pointed looks every time Roman started on a hesitant but excited ramble, and eventually, the prince started coming to them first, and all was right again.)

 Roman can’t cook to save his life. 

He probably could cook, if he didn’t get too excited about all the possibilities and cause complete chaos every time he started a dish. He’s destroyed so many blenders.   

(Neither he nor Remus are allowed in the kitchen anymore without parent - read: Patton - supervision. Mostly because the others would like to actually have a kitchen.)

He also can’t garden, or even keep a succulent alive, even though he loves flowers - he just gets sidetracked and forgets to water them, and then he has to stare at their dead leaves for a good ten minutes as he mourns them and curses his forgetfulness. 

(He actually does have one succulent that Patton, the resident famILY gardener, gave him, which he’s managed to keep alive for a substantial amount of time: a red-tipped jade that he’s named Aurora. He keeps her on his windowsill and makes sure to water her and give her enough sunlight. She’s his pride and joy.)

He owns so many boxes……he doesn’t ever know what to put in them but……pretty

Pens! Pens everywhere! 

He’s tried to organize them by color before but listen midnight creativity binges happen and order is thrown out the window

He dances all the time- like, alllllll the time. Walking to the kitchen? Throw a little twirl in there. Sitting at his desk? Shimmying his shoulders. In the middle of a conversation? Boppin.

He thinks out loud a lot - sometimes it’s talking to himself as he works on something, and sometimes it’s making facial expressions to match his inner conversation or daydream. Also makes for an entertaining sight.

Sometimes, after a long day and the fam is hanging out together to watch a movie, he just kinda… leans against one of the others. It’s nothing super invasive, but it’s clear when he needs a hug, even if he can’t say it out loud; the others - usually Virgil, because his hoodie is comfortable to lay against, although Patton gives the best hugs and Logan is, for some reason, the warmest - just silently wrap an arm around him like it’s nothing. Roman almost always falls asleep there.

Speaking of him falling asleep, he doesn’t enough. 

He has so many ideas that he can’t turn his mind off to go to sleep - usually, on really bad nights, he’ll go to the Imagination and play out the scene in his head to try and satiate it. It doesn’t always work, and when it does, he’s so tired that he falls asleep right there in the Imagination; the others have found him slumped against the door more than once. 

He has an entire notebook for original characters, from sketches to character sheets to plot ideas to stories. He very rarely shows it to anyone. 

He’s the kind of person who gets Feelings from certain songs and plays them on repeat, then gets genuinely sad when he no longer gets the same rush from listening to them

(It’s always a welcome surprise when he goes back to them after some time and gets a nostalgic comfort instead)

i hope that’s okay anon!! i’d do more but i have an english essay due tomorrow that i haven’t started whoops

[kurtty-drabbles]

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N/A: This idea comes to me thanks to some fanarts and some talks.  What am I doing? Honestly, no idea. But I´m doing something. BTW, this is a mix of Ultimate and 616. A new au here.

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Her skin is wet, completely so. Her cold sweat covers all spots of her body. Boisterous sounds assault her ear-her eyes see unfocused and dubious figures coming near her form-  as the voices, sounds are still enigmatic to her form. Suddenly, a loud honk forces her eyes to locate a big van and a man - if her eyes have the strength to see something so bleary- and her eyes saw the crimson circle and can only reply. "w-what?" with such feeble tone cementing the fact the others sure must haven´t heard.

"Call HER now. We found" she can hear someone giving orders. Someone familiar. And she sees a form of a blonde woman-oh, she can see the logo of quartet fantastic. Is Sue Storm- near the circle and muttering something. She can´t hear well.

"Don´t worry....you´re safe...Kitty" is all she managed to get before she closes her eyes again.

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(2 hours before)

One Kitty Pryde is forming a circle in what used to be Dr. Stranger´s old apartment- the man moved out years ago and never look back- and aggressive fixing the symbols in the view. And huffing in and out. She clenches her teeth for a moment and only speaks once the digital watch-the the only thing she brought with her- marked 00:00 and then finally speaks.

"I summon, the begin, not the end. I summon the harbinger of life. Venus, heed my call" Kitty repeats those words 3 times and waits impatiently - tapping her foot away from the circle to not mess out her work of art- until someone taps her shoulders.

"You know, I´m pretty easy to summon...no need to go so archaic" and there is Venus. The Herald. With her long fiery hair-metaphorically speaking now-her dress covering what it must but showing a lot of her skin and her smug expression. "So, little mortal, what you want?" she looks up and down to Kitty. "A new sense of fashion?"

Kitty ignored Venus. At least, this question. "No, I want to sue Zaorva for taking my face. She uses my face and does whatever she wants" and Venus does the only sensible thing.

She giggles. Flicks her forehead and then speaks. "You´re supposed to be smart...that is pretty much dumb" and Venus shakes her head amused. "You are out of luck...She-Hulk is solving a conflict between Pheonix and Galaticus...time is relative" Venus responds and shurgs off.

Kitty is not caring. "Then I want to talk with Zaorva." and Venus stops smiling. "You´re being dumb here...but" she lifts her hand as her once brown eyes change into something azzure. "what you know, Zaorva is also amused...ok, little mortal..." and summoning somewhat ancient staff- mind you, out of thin air- Venus pushes Kitty to the circle without any struggle.

And Kitty is down on the rabbit hole, so to speak.

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The beginning is never static. The Neverending is in constant change if you look closely. Nothing remains the same. And Kitty has no mind- a dangerous thing to admit concerning an Outer God and you- to admire the beauty of Neverending. Kitty has no mind to do anything but survive and talk with Zaorva.

The sky is in a greenish shade-one that seems familiar to Kitty and at the same time is completely new- as she´s holding to her dear life on something - something soft and squeeze. And her eyes land on an azzure tentacle. The origin and no end.

"What?"

And a booming voice responds. Amused. In higher spirits and all its attention goes direct to Kitty. "You were wanting to talk with me, right...here I´m, Kitty Pryde. Oh, right..." and the voice stops and Kitty looks to a version of herself- donning with something blue. Not sure if is a dress or a robe, and at the moment, it doesn´t matter- as a face similar to hers is speaking now. "Hello, Kitty. You want to sue me?" and she treats as is a joke.

(It isn´t? Humanity is a fun joke for some Outer Gods. Humanity is a great way to kill time for others)

Kitty let go of the tentacle-better not try to understand how Zaorva is- and summons her courage again. "Why you bless that union?" and Zaorva didn´t respond and Kitty continues. "Peter Parker was taken ...by that thing...why?"

And now Zaorva answers putting a finger-Kitty´s finger. And there´re some implications here that she chooses to ignore- making a silent gesture to Kitty. Kitty/Zaorva will explain. "Peter Parker falls in love with the Felicia Hardy of my dimension. If you think this love was caused because of her tits..." Zaorva never breaks eye contact. "you´re wrong! Now...let me answer some of your questions that height in your soul"

Kitty wonders if she can even speak against. Even if she truly wanted. Could she do it?

"Felicia Hardy of the dimension where I live is not human as you noticed but rather the void" Kitty looks even more frightening. "The void has plans to Spiderman...He´s not being forced to be with this version of Felicia nor will be hurt, again, he has plans for this version of Spiderman"

And she continues. "Spiderman of your dimension jump the interdimensional portal on his own free will. No void, no Felicia tempted him to do so...only his desire to escape the mess of this dimension"

And to conclude. "And why I use your face? Because of Katherine Anne Pryde...I was you a long time ago. I can be a bit nostalgic" and a cute smile plays on Zaorva´s face. "And if you want to sue me" she is obviously mocking now. "She-Hulk is dealing with a big problem with Pheonix and Galaticus"

Kitty gulps unsure of her next step. A tentacle shows up. Several.

"Not so fast, little mortal, while I´m amused you wanted to sue me...would be another one to my criminal file" Kitty makes a wtf expression even if she´s still aware of the tentacles. " you did something really dumb and I´m a bit disappointed as well...so, I´ll punish you"

Her eyes change to a crystal tone of blue. She´s smiling in such a serene way. "You´re bold, as you´re judgemental, brash and always look down on magic users...well, that´s a bit hypocrite of you, isn´t it?"

And her view is just darkness.

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And Kitty opens her eyes in a blink. So fast and registering how the ceiling facing her is not the one she is used to. This is not the X-men´s mansion. Not the old apartment of Dr. Strange and not a hospital. Where is she?

"Ah, you wake up!" a voice carries from above. She shivers thinking is Zaorva again- her voice is different from the last time- and her eyes land to the right to see a woman -donned from heads to toes with crimson- hovering in the air in a lotus position.

"Who are you and where am I?" Kitty replies taking a grip on her situation. The woman´s age seems lost to Kitty- either she has 1000 years, which wouldn´t be the first time Kitty meet an immortal, or she has a normal age- opens her eyes and slowly comes down to the ground.

"I´m the Sorceress Supreme of this dimension. Still Scarlet Witch, I fought tooth and nails to keep my title to let go so easily and my name is Wanda Maximoff. You´re Kitty Pryde" Wanda answers for Kitty as she didn´t know who she is. "and you´re in Salem, my house now"

Kitty sits on the now identified as the couch and looks around. There´s nothing suspicious on as far her eyes- tired as they are- can register. "What happened?"

Wanda clap her hands and took a deep breath. "Lots of things happen in the 2 days you were in a comma. Oh, I´ll come there. First off, Jean Grey, the woman who was sleeping with Wolverine behind Scott´s back and then sleeping with Scott behind ...did many bad things earning the wrath of Pheonix...the Firebird would have burned all the X-men, however, Jean in a moment of clarity decides to sacrifice herself in exchange to all X-men´s safety. Pheonix agrees!" and Wanda looks at Kitty´s face.

Kitty and Jean aren´t that much friendly towards each other, in fact, quite the opposite...but, knowing Jean sacrifice herself to save others is something Kitty isn´t ready.

"Then, Logan didn´t take this well and jump into a Vulcan. Yes, that happened. Prof X´s lies are exposed and people start to side with the mutants in the social media" Wanda frowns at that. "sure, when I took the mantle people to side with my people too...but that didn´t lead the Romani people to live well, not all of them"

"Oh...anything else?" Kitty asked and Wanda nods.

"Spiderman renounces his residence in this dimension and is living in a new dimension with Felicia Hardy" Kitty inhales loudly and didn´t say anything. Wanda carries on. "The Avengers as well X-men will never be friends, but, once Tony Stark is out of the picture...again, they won´t be friends" and now she lowers her head and exhales. "Magneto was killed in the most ironic way...a Jewish community of New York killed him as Magneto was ready to murder everyone, mutants, and humans for his view"

Kitty opens her mouth and closes. "I´m sorry"

Wanda didn´t say much about this part. "The Quartet fantastic located and killed Madame Hydra and Red Skull on the same day"

"And then...come to you. You´re either the dumbest or bravest soul I ever meet. You managed to get an audience with the Mother of all magic. What you two talk I don´t know and if you don´t wish to say is alright...but, you must know...." Wanda now narrows her eyes sitting in front of Kitty and level her eyes to the young woman. "what you truly think of magic?"

"I ...never liked"

"Well, congratulations, Kitty...Zaorva loves ironic punishment and now you´ve magic powers" and as Kitty lifts her hands Wanda adds. "You can wrap reality just like me"

Kitty shivers and tries to deny, but, as her hands glow a pinkish light. Kitty knew in her heart, without a doubt, what truly happened. "And what I do?"

"You have options, Kitty. You can go away and return to the X-men" Wanda doesn´t hide her disappointment with the X-men-was an Avenger thing or something else?- "and figure out the magic on your own...is your choice. Or, you can be here and I can teach you how to use safely without hurting anyone or yourself"

And Kitty adds. "I must choose now?"

"No, you have options and time, something I never had...and more importantly, if you want to talk...I´m here ´cause I know and did some pretty dumb things in my youth...you´re not on even top 10"

And Kitty takes a decision. The X-men have an open vacancy and Nightcrawler wonders what happened to Kitty to give up on the X-men- is how he sees it- to go to a magic academy. "Something fishy...and I don´t trust Scarlet Witch nor any Sorcerer Supreme"