#namirastar

[pocket-void]

Hi and happy new year!!! I saw the post and went "its them!!"

Idk if I ever spoke off anon but I hope you've had a nice time and have a nice year!!

Oh I remember you! :D I'm not sure either but I do remember seeing you in my notes often.

I hope you have a lovely rest of your day and best wishes for the coming year! ^///^)/

[nico-the-overlord]

@namirastar you are absolutely not hiding this in notes omg

Anyways still not over this shot in specific

[svenskjavel]

Jag är så glad att din blogg är den första svenskblogg som jag har hittat här. Dina memes är guld.

Tack så mycket 💞

Glad att du har hittat hit 😊

[storytellerofuntoldlegends]

Happy birthday!! Hope you have an awesome day!!! ^^

Thank you so much!!

[notveryglittery]

Happy birthday!! Hope you have an awesome day!!

thank you!!! it’s been really lovely so far!!!!

[justfor2am]

waough ty for the tag 🥺

my music taste is an enigma as of late so we're gonna go with some recent bangers

Vampire by DECO*27

Why Do I by Set it Off feat. Hatsune Miku (the miku version fucks twice as hard i'm right btw)

Don't Assume What you Don't Know by Grace VanderWaal

San Cristóbal by Mal Blum

FIGARO by Cook Thugless

@bluiex @seraphina-cat @namirastar @thelemonjester @ghostofafool if y'all want! and anyone else is free to hop on :)

when you see this, post 5 songs you actually listen to and tag 10 of your favorite followers/mutuals!! i was tagged by @starchiving , thanks for thinking of me! :^D

Im actually gonna grab five of the top songs i listened to this year (not the top five though since that isnt the prompt):

1) against the kitchen floor - will wood

2) running up that hill (cover) - car seat headrest

3) cry for judas - mountain goats

4) forced convalescence - bright eyes

5) bill waterson - lemon demon

Im tagging some peeps and then whoever else wants to do it is free to tag me in their stuff!

@floofvibes @stitchthesewords @atherix @braxiatel @lesbianwilby @quesopescado

no pressure at all <3

[the-ghost-of-pastels]

🏆 This is the Amazing Person Award 🏆 ✨💛 Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and out 💛✨

AAaawwwwww!!!!!

Thank you!

[2queer2deer]

honestly i started out slightly concerned but honestly now that i know your boys more they are absolutely adorable!

thank u !! 💕💕💕I’m glad u realised there is no need 2 be considered they r good peaceful boyos just trying their best ;; v ;;

[icequeenoriginal]

Tale as Old as Time Chapter 4 Comic

Comic by the amazing @sleepy-starling​

(Click for better quality)

Story link:

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[waxydoll]

Tagged by @highstrionics

Favorite time of year:

Autumn always! I overheat waayy to easily for spring/summer and winter is too cold. Autumn is the best of all worlds plus all my favorite colors all of the time. Gotta get down with those spooky vibes~

Comfort food:

Macaroni and tomatoes! The poor peoples magnum opus! Suprisingly i didnt grow up on this, my partner did tho and they made it for me a few times when we were together, at first i didnt like it but now i always find myself wanting it when im sad. Its just comfy and nice~

Do you collect something?:

I collect all things nintendo, i have so many pokemon cards lmao but lately im mostly interested in gamecube games and accessories

Favorite drink:

Minute maid strawberry lemonaid, the kind that comes in those boxes lol i can only drink a little at a time tho, i get overwhelmed by sweets very easily.

Current favorite song:

Ahhhhhh i suck so bad at these kinds of questions cause i love all my music so much lol probably reckless battery burns by GHOST rn ive been hyper fixating on it hard

Favorite song:

Gonna copy highstrionics a little but im just going to put my favorite artists lmao

CORPSE

Måneskin

Ashnikko

Atreyu

Of monsters and men

[Altho my phone says my most played song of all time is HOT DEMON BITCHES NEAR U!!! by CORPSE]

Thanks so much for tagging me lol I didnt actually think anyone really paid any to my silly little agressivly self catoring blog, its nice to know someone thinks im ✨️neat✨️

Peeps i wanna see!! @dissociativeyuugi @namirastar @onnihopedream @lovelyeleanore no one has to do it but go nuts if you wanna

[absolutelyabby23]

Rationality and Philosophy (Analogical Oneshot)

Summary: (Hurt/Comfort) Logan always has the answers. He always knows how to comfort Virgil. Virgil starts to doubt how much good he can do for the relationship. When Logan starts having doubts about his own life, Virgil must find his own way to help.

Word Count: 1,094

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of self-doubt, anxiety surrounding driving, and spiraling thoughts. Let me know if I missed anything!

Author’s note: Oh my goodness I’m actually writing a Sanders Sides fic again! It’s been a while. College got really busy and I couldn’t find a lot of time to write. Thanks to some encouragement from the “Logan'' in my life, I was able to find the motivation to write again. As always, likes and comments are appreciated! Also, feel free to drop some prompt ideas in my ask box. I mainly write Analogical, Prinxiety, and Logicality. I hope to create more content soon. I especially want to create a DnD oneshot to go with my college AU soon!

Curiosity in college is not an uncommon occurrence. Students are constantly curious about their course of study, where the best place is to eat, when the next test is, and even about how other students manage and engage in relationships. This was the case with Virgil Evans and his boyfriend, Logan Sanders. People often asked Virgil how the two met and how they were pulling off such a successful college romance amongst the many hookups and breakups surrounding them. Virgil thought about this often and was able to come up with his own explanation.

Virgil, accompanied by his stormy personality, was like a hurricane. His anxiety and generally pessimistic attitude could be considered unpredictable and detrimental at times. His overthinking tendencies were the winding winds that swirled and twirled around in a dangerous dance. Logan, with his calming logic, was like a brick building in the middle of all of that. Logan stayed strong even when things threw him for a loop. And the brick building, in this case, was also capable of shooting a laser that could remove the danger and calm the storm. After Virgil thought about it for a while, he considered this analogy might not be the most straightforward. Oh well. He was more known for his anxiety, not his rationality.

These kinds of ponderings made Virgil begin to question his relationship dynamic. Was Logan really the only one contributing to progress and solutions during times of distress? He started to think back through the course of their relationship. Logan had done so many things to help Virgil and keep their relationship strong.

Virgil remembered how Logan read about grounding exercises and helped keep him calm at parties. He made sure that Virgil never felt alone and was comfortable enough to wander outside of his comfort zone. Had that ended in Virgil drinking a bit too much wine and telling some freshmen girls how he was going to be the husband of the teaching major across the room? Well, at least he had made some genuine friends.

Logan was always there even during the little events. Virgil began to think back to a time that he was forced to take the freeway because he had missed the turn onto his beloved, backroad route.

“Why are they so close to me?! They’re gonna run me off the road!” Virgil wailed as he sped shakily along. He felt as though all eyes were on him and his less than stellar driving. He could hear the chorus of horns on the verge of harmonizing in a strangely symphonic manner. In reality, nobody was going to honk at him as he was driving just fine. However, in Virgil’s mind, the very road was on the verge of collapse. Suddenly, a reassuring hand was gingerly placed on his shoulder and Logan’s voice began to block out the panic with his smooth, almost rhythmic tone.

“Virgil, I understand your fears when it comes to driving. Operating a vehicle can be a dangerous task and a huge responsibility. However, you need to trust yourself and know that you are more than capable of handling the task at hand.” Virgil felt his anxiety symptoms start to lessen more and more. Logan had him focus on the exit numbers to ground himself and before one could say “falsehood,” Logan and Virgil had arrived safely at their destination.

All the evidence seemed to point to the fact that Logan was the more beneficial partner in their relationship. This concept kept bothering Virgil throughout the next few days. The doubts and worries were still whirling about in Virgil’s head when Logan asked him out on a stargazing date on top of the chemistry building.

The conversation started normally. Jokes were made about recent episodes of their favorite podcast between silent bites of the sandwiches made by their mutual friend Patton as a surprise for the happy couple. Virgil never minded the silence between him and Logan. There was a sort of secure peace to it. However, as the night went on, Virgil began to notice that the silence was being filled with spirals of words much heavier than the usual flirty and light, domestic banter.

“I mean, what if teaching isn’t my ‘thing’ to do, Virge?” Logan rambled. “I mean what if I’m horrible or hate my job or become a terribly mean person or-”

“Logan!” Virgil interrupted. “You’re going to be a great teacher! You are the smartest man I know. You can solve every problem and you know when you need to learn as well. I’m sure everything will work out fine.” Logan sighed in response, clearly not believing Virgil’s sudden outburst of optimism. Virgil was suddenly struck with an idea.

“Look up at the stars,” he instructed. Logan refused at first, looking at Virgil with that “what does this have to do with anything” look. But, after pulling Logan closer and tilting his head up so it was leaning against Virgil’s chest, a quick kiss on the forehead convinced him to look.

“Those stars are infinite. Imagine that you had to create a picture out of them. If you had to follow the exact patterns of the ancient constellations, your choices might be limited. It would be easy to get frustrated following that designated path. But, guess what! You don’t have to follow the pattern! In all that chaos, you can choose any line lengths and skip or include any points of light. Hell, you could even throw a satellite in just for fun! The picture is then whatever you want.

It’s just like your career path. You get to choose what kind of teacher you want to be. You don’t even have to choose! You can be whatever you want to be. You can get lost in the chaos of the cosmos or find some kind of insanely genius logic in all of it. But, either way, I’ll be exploring by your side.” Virgil finished with a blush as Logan looked at him with wide, blue eyes.

“That was… astute,” Logan grinned as he gave his boyfriend a kiss on the cheek. Virgil took account of a few things after Logan had fallen asleep on his shoulder. The first was that Virgil now knew he was capable of taking care of Logan in his own way. The second was that the two were capable of navigating uncertain times just as they had navigated the traffic-filled roads of the freeway. The third was that, despite the fact that his arm was falling asleep, Virgil had never been happier.

Taglist under the cut (Let me know if you would like to be added or removed!):

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[imsociallyanxiousgetoverit]

before the whole Courting Contest:

THE ONLY WAY PATTON CAN GET THEM TO HAVE A TEA PARTY WITH THE GANG IS BY PRETENDING TO HAVE BEEN KIDNAPPED

Patton: [talking about the new friends he made while shopping]

Patton: And then they gave me this really cool friendship symbol

Logan: THAT’S A GANG SYMBOL! YOU ACCIDENTALLY JOINED A GANG!

[storytellerofuntoldlegends]

🏆 This is the Amazing Person Award 🏆 ✨💛 Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and out 💛✨

Awww, thank you!

[leon-trans-kennedy]

Insecurities (part 4)

“𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘵’𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘰. 𝘞𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬.” 𝘗𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴, 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘣, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘵.

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘰, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳.

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Black. Everything was pitch black. Then slowly but surely, Thomas’s vision came back to him. The blackness moved up, melting into dark angry clouds that covered the grey sky. Around him, just like Roman’s room, everything looked like a skewed version of a black and white filter. He couldn’t explain it, but his brain was telling him that what he could see was off, nerve-wracking and wrong.

What he could see in front of him was a forest, filled with dense and tall trees, their thick dark trunks warped and twisted as they rose into the sky. There was no sun, the setting around Thomas was grim and wet, as a heavy and cold storm soaked through his clothes, causing him to shiver, teeth-chattering and all.

Glancing beside him, he saw he wasn’t the only one feeling the effects of the cruel weather. Virgil was curled into his bulky sweater, his hood drawn up. Patton had put his cat cardigan on, wiping at his glasses but it was no use, his hands shoved into its pockets and he was in a similar position to Virgil. Only Thomas and Logan didn’t have external protection. Thomas would have brought a sweater if he had known; he really wished he had one.

In the next instant, Logan had a rain jacket on. A sleek black one with his symbol emblazoned on the breastbone.

Thomas’s confusion must have showed, because Logan chuckled, then explained.

“This is your Imagination correct? So you can conjure up anything. Though, admittedly, Roman is typically the best at it.”

Suddenly, Patton gasped.

“Thomas! The sword!”

Looking down, Thomas noted with surprise that his sword, well, Roman’s sword had changed. A sliver weapon, the blade had turned into a bright and dazzling...rainbow?

Well, understandable, but still-

“Interesting.” Logan seemed very intrigued by the colour change. “In fact, that seems to be the only bright colour in here. Well, and you.”

Huh?

Indeed though, Logan was right. Thomas himself was brighter than everything around him, even the others standing by him weren’t as bright.

That was weird. Someone his presence was affecting everything around him, making it bright and more colourful, so he was the only speck of colour and light, vivid against the pouring rain and dark land.

“So. What do we do now?” Virgil asked, taking his eyes from the colourful Thomas to glance around at the dreary landscape. “How are we supposed to find Roman in all of this?”

“What about over there?” Patton supplied, eyes cast towards a shadow of a castle in the distance, a looming and foreboding figure rising from the twisted trees. It looked like...there was something twisted around it? In a flash of lightning, Thomas could clearly that it was a statue of an ebony dragon, it’s head at the top of the castle, it’s face raised in a frozen expression of an ferocious roar. That totally didn’t terrify him to his bones.

“Oh. Great. Of course we have to go towards to the creepy castle.” Thomas sighed, Virgil somehow hunching even further into his jacket, “This is feeling more and more like a horror game and I don’t like it. At all.”

But nevertheless, it was where they had to go. Armed with only his wits, a glowing rainbow sword, and himself, he and him, the group set off towards the castle, fearing for what might await them.

They traveled for what seemed like hours, yet may have merely been minutes, time didn’t seem to be a factor in the Imagination. Surprisingly, they never ran into anything, ready to attack them, even though Thomas kept his sword poised the entire time.

One would think that a forest, even a creepy one, would be bustling with wildlife, yet this one wasn’t. It was silent the whole trip, the only sounds being their footfalls and breathing, plus the occasional clap of thunder.

Finally they had arrived at their destination, an 8-foot tall and thick black iron gate that swirled around the castle. The gate looked odd, filled with sharp angles and wide bars. The iron was laced into intricate patterns on the gate wall, but none of them resembling a certain thing.

The most unsettling part was that the gate was wide open, like it been expecting visitors.

Giving a final glance back at the rest of the group, Thomas took a deep breath, squared his shoulders and walked through the gate.

From here, at the base of the castle, it looked even larger compared to when it was on the horizon. Also from here, Thomas could see the entrance of the castle, dark grey stairs leading up to large heavy black doors. But before Thomas could go any further he stopped, causing Patton right behind him to crash into him.

Because there, lounging on the stairs, was Deceit.

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Part 5

Please let me know you guys think!

Any predictions???

And if you could reblog this as well instead of just liking, it would be very appreciated!! 💞

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[the-ghost-of-pastels]

12-A for Virgil ((it stuck out the most ^^;))

welp i tried.png

(Still accepting!)

[2queer2deer]

congrats on the 2000 followers!!! i dont often say this (i think) but you're amazing and definitely deserve all the support you get and more!

awwwhh ajsahduedhui thank you freind !!! ;; v ;; 💕💕💕