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waveypedia · 2 years
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I wore my Mabel sweater today at college and got SO many compliments it’s like you are not immune to gravity falls
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my-reality-my-rules · 2 years
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Personally, I think the "you can't script your clone" debate is more of a "you can't control your consciousness" debate? Like,,, when we script something about our DR self, we're not really changing anything about ourselves in other realities, we're just aligning with a reality where our self is already like that. I think that's where the clone debate comes in? Because if you're shifting and a week passes in your OR and you script that your clone will do your homework and get good grades but you never do your homework or get good grades yourself, then it might be hard to "control" your clone do that since it's not something you originally do. Instead, it would be easier to shift back to a parallel universe where your clone did what you want? We can't (at least not rn) control ourselves in other realities so I think that's kind of how the clone thing works too since even though it's your OR, you're in a different reality yknow? Love to hear what you think! (tbh i think a lot of that debate also comes from the fact that so many young shifters believe their clone is literally just. a clone. and not themselves? and they get scared that their clones will do something crazy?? like we really should come up with a different word)
that bit on the 'not controlling ourselves' part actually does make sense. considering humans are conscious, sentient, and intelligent, there's that definite possibility in both cases where the clone themself decides to be and decides not to be. i agree with you on that part. theoretically, we're able to script our clones—but because we're self-aware, and we have free will, the minds of the clones themselves are out of our own authority. they're not extensions of us, they are us.
despite the distance and the difference that we share with our alternate selves, they have our essence, and them, ours. it's a transcendent interconnectedness.
I'm still set on the idea that if we're able to pick the reality we want, we're also able to pick the consciousness we want to inhabit our bodies as we're off and about—but i do agree to the conclusion that we can script for them, just that we can't control them. again, we have our intelligence, and the ability to actualise potentialities. that alone makes us (including our clones) unpredictable.
as for having another word for clones...alternate selves? it's not so surprising that some baby shifters think of clones that way. the meaning of the word is often generalised in media; that they're simple genetic copies of a being. I've noticed that they're also portrayed as something eerie, something other, not quite more than human yet still abnormal. i don't know about that but it's how i see it.
i think that plays a factor in why there are people who feel scared of their own clones. in some movies, they're portrayed with the intent to surpass or overcome their previous copies. so, there's that small bias against someone or something trying to usurp your position. trying to wear your skin, saying your words, becoming you. it slightly defeats the idea of a shifting clone—because you have to remember that, at least on this matter, they already are you.
this somewhat relates to that previous topic of scripting them, too. you're bringing one of countless consciousnesses to act in for you in your original reality, not making one. you really don't have to worry about them appropriating your CR body.
i had a good time writing this. it's still kinda short imo, but it was fun to think about! tysm anon. much love and happy shifting 💖💖💖
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Lovin’ You’s the Antidote
Just in case, trigger warning for mentions of: depression, anxiety, family issues/abandonment.
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“You look amazing.” Harry says as he gives you a hug and a kiss on the side of your head.
You were wearing a simple black top, jeans, and loafers. You were a simple girl, and that’s what Harry likes most about you.
You blush and look down, fixing your hair. “Thank you. You look great as well.” He was wearing long cream flared pants with a black t shirt. His hair looked amazing as always; his curls seeming much more curlier than usual.
You were a quiet girl. Not shy per se, you just don’t talk much; you’d rather listen. It takes a lot for some people to break you out of your shell. And as much as you like Harry, your feelings for him don’t differ than anyone else. You’ve had a hard time trusting people in the past and you just don’t want to get your heart broken.
Harry is somewhat frustrated with that because he knows you don’t talk much. He wants to get to know you, like really get to know you. He hasn’t even gotten to kiss you yet because of how closed off you are, and it’s been four dates with about four hangouts on the side for about two months. But you’ve let him kiss you on the cheek and forehead, but never where he really wants to kiss you.
And it’s not like you don’t talk to him at all. You’ve told him basic things he needed to know about you like hobbies, where you work, favorite food, your favorite time of the day, etc., but you never go deeper than that. He is still glad that you’re there to listen. Some people in the past always seem to brush off what he says or talk over him, and he’s happy that you don’t complain about him talking.
Harry knew you were a simple person. You’ve told him that you’d much rather prefer sitting in a park rather than a fancy restaurant, and he appreciated that. It was definitely different than the other girls he’s dated, but he never told them that he’d rather have a nice and quiet conversation somewhere secluded than bringing them out to a fancy restaurant where paps are involved.
So he took you to a hole-in-the-wall sandwich shop that you knew you would appreciate more. He liked that about you; how you were always so appreciative of the little things and supportive of the small local vendors that some people in LA wouldn’t think twice about going to.
As you two were looking over the menu, you mentioned how you briefly saw Gemma walking down the streets when she was in town, but you didn’t go up to her because you felt as if it were awkward and you were nervous, obviously, and you’ve never met her before, just know how she looks like because of the pictures Harry has shown you.
“Ahh, you’re fine. She’s the second kindest woman I know, right behind my mum, of course. So, no need to be nervous. They do know that I’m seeing someone, however. But they’re the sweetest people you’ll ever come to know. I’m actually quite excited about going up there for the holidays and all that. Mum makes this amazing roast that I’ll have to get you to try, and our family friends come over or we go to their house, and we do a family game night, which I take pretty seriously as I’m the competitive kind of player. But everyone is super lovely and we have an amazing time together. If you’re up for it, you can come with! I’ll have to ask mum and everyone else of course, but I’m sure they’ll love more company.” Harry ends his ramble with a smile, knowing as if he was talking a bit too much. And although, you don’t mind it, you love hearing Harry talk, you’re a bit overwhelmed with everything.
“That all seems very lovely.” You say with a nervous smile and look down at your menu, completing ignoring his offer about going with him to his family’s. Harry notices and decides to change the subject.
“So��� what about you? Going to your family’s-”
“Stop. Just stop.” You interrupt.
“Sorry?” Harry asks confused as he sensed your switch in moods.
“You’ve always asked about my family ever since the first date and I don’t answer the question. Don’t you get the hint that I don’t want to talk about them or…?” Harry gulps, not knowing what to say.
“I’m sorry. Truly I am. It’s just that… we’ve been on four dates already and hung out multiple times, and I still feel like I don’t even know you yet.”
“Well, sometimes it’s best that way, don’t you think?” You say rather harshly and Harry sighs. You close the menu and Harry looks at you. “Do you mind taking me home?”
“Look, I’m sorry if I overstepped-”
“I’m just not in the mood to eat right now. Can you take me home please? Or I can call an Uber.” Your eyes welled up, and he feels bad for pressing the subject.
“No, no. I’ll take you home.” Harry got up from his seat and put a $20 bill out on the table even though you didn't order anything.
The car ride was silent. Tension filled the car quick once you two got in and you wanted to jump out ever since. You’re sure this is the longest car ride you’ve ever been in, even though you live about 15 minutes away from the shop.
Once the car stops, you’re quick to open the door and get out. You look at him for possibly the last time because you think he probably won’t want to see you again. “Thanks for the ride.” You say and shut the door. You quickly walk to your front door, but Harry calls out for you.
You turn around and see him hunched over with the middle console with the passenger window open. “I’m hoping someday you’ll be able to trust me and open up. But if not, then I understand. But I’m sorry again.” You nod and give him a sad smile and proceed to turn around to open the door. Once you’re in, you see Harry still there, watching you go inside. You give him a small wave, which you don’t even know if he can see that far, and close the door. You look out your window behind the curtain and see him finally drive off, sighing to yourself because of how that ended.
“I mean, he was—is a great guy. But I really think that was our last date— I don’t know if that counts as a date because it ended right when it started, and I screwed up something that could have possibly been a long term thing.” You sighed.
“You didn’t screw it up. You don’t even know if he never wants to see you again, but I think you should let him in, yknow?” You hear your sister speak through the phone.
“I don’t know…” you debate as you look up at your ceiling while you’re spread across the whole bed.
“Listen, lil sis. You can’t keep comparing the people that’s current in your life to the people from your past. They’re in the past for a reason. Harry seemed like a great guy since the moment you called me after your first date, and he seems to care a lot about you. C’mon… take that chance and move forward.” You know she’s right (and that’s not because she’s a therapist). “You’ve been trapped and you’re waiting for the right time to unlock yourself from the cage, but you’re the only one with the key.”
“Call him, okay? I’ve gotta go, but keep me updated on the wedding plans!” She teases and you can’t help but crack a smile.
“Oh shut up.”
It’s been two days since the last time you saw him, and you found yourself on his doorstep, waiting for yourself to knock and face him. You were going to give it a week, but you couldn’t keep sitting at your apartment and drown in the guilt that’s kept you up.
As you raise your hand to knock, the door swings open, revealing Harry who makes you go weak in the knees.
“Oh, hey.” He says in surprise. “I didn’t know you were stopping by.”
“Y-Yeah. Sorry, I should’ve called.”
“No worries. What brings you by?”
“I was wondering if you were busy so we could talk?” You look down, waiting for his rejection. Of course he’s busy, you think, he was already on his way out.
“No, no. I was just on my way to get some groceries at the market, but I can do that later. Did you want to come in?” Your eyes widen.
“Uh, do you want to go down to the beach?” Harry thinks and wonders why you’d rather go out.
“Yeah, sure. Your car or mine?”
“I actually walked here, so if you don’t mind-”
“You walked? That’s like a 20 minute walk and I’m on top of the hill.” He looks at you concerningly.
“It’s not a big deal. I just really needed to talk to you.” Harry nods and he can’t help but blush. He thinks he must mean something to her if she’s willing to walk that far for him.
“Okay, well… shall we?”
As Harry drives, you notice how he’s gripping the steering wheel tightly and all you want to do is to tell him to relax, but you look forward, watching him enter the highway.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” You hear him whisper under his breath.
“What happened?”
“I took the wrong route.” You take a look around you and you notice you’re driving along the coast of Pacific Coast Highway. The sun is shining and hitting your faces as it reflects off the water in Malibu: your favorite time of the day.
“You can just turn around?”
“This highway goes on for miles, it-”
“Harry.” He stops talking and glances at you. You gently put your hand on his arm, somehow calming him down.
“Let’s just… drive?”
Harry nods as he calms down a bit, continuing to drive on the highway that seems to last a lifetime that will take you to the end of god knows where. But it’s okay because you’re with him.
As Harry parks in a lot that overlooks the ocean, you both get out of the car and he follows you quickly as you’re already on a path that leads towards the beach. Harry walks slightly behind you, feeling as if he’s walking around eggshells around you.
You lead to the beach and bend down to take your sandals off, Harry doing the same with his shoes. You walk on the sand that makes you feel at peace. You walk towards the big rocks that sit in front of the beach houses and you take a seat on the rock that was safe enough to climb and Harry does the same.
You both look out at the ocean, watching the sun set on a chilly Sunday. You had gone to the beach many times when you felt scared. The sun setting seeming to calm you down wherever you are, and being on the beach made it seem like you were closer to it, calming your nerves and anxiety down.
It’s quiet between the both of you as you embrace the silence and truly be in the moment as you watch beautiful sight in front of you and beside you.
“I’m sorry,” you start. “I’m sorry for not talking much, not opening up as much.” You don’t look at him (more afraid to look at him because you know you’ll start crying anytime soon) as you keep looking out at the ocean. Harry feels his heart physically ache and turns to look at you, making you look at him.
“It’s okay, I understand. I know it’s hard to open up to people, but I just want to say sorry that I keep bringing the subject up.” You feel your heart flutter and give him a small smile.
“You have nothing to be sorry about. The subject of family is scary to talk about for me and I was just overwhelmed when you kept talking about yours. And it made me think how much I want what you have.” Harry raises his eyebrows, but he learned not to ask anymore. He’d just wait for you to say whatever you want.
You took a deep breath, “I’m scared to open up because the last time I did... they went behind my back and spilled everything. ‘They’ meaning my ex.”
“I’m sorry if I was pressing the subject. You don’t have to talk to me about-”
“I want to. I need to. I keep living in the past and I don’t want to anymore.” All Harry can do is nod. “I want to open up... I do. I’m just scared.”
“There’s no need to be scared, baby. It’s just me.” Harry comforts you, and your heart can’t help but skip a beat when he called you baby. He puts his hand on your knee and caresses it with his thumb.
“ So… I don’t have any real parents. Ever since I could remember, I was jumping around from foster home to foster home and I’ve never really had a stable home before. Right before I turned 18, there was this one couple that miraculously wanted to adopt me and take me into their home and older kids don’t really get adopted, but a year and into living with them, I was getting comfortable. I was finally accepting that I had a home. But then they passed away and then I turned 18, and I was on my own.”
Harry grabs your hand as he sees you’re trying to calm yourself down. You wrap your hand around his as well, and you look up at him. He looks at you, not with pity, but someone who’s just wants to be there for you. He’s giving you the whole floor to talk and he’s there to listen, to support you.
“I got a job not too far away from here, actually, saved enough and got a very small apartment. I hated it, I hated being alone. So I went back to the adoption center and asked if they knew who my real parents were. They didn’t give me their names at first, for some reason, but I kept asking and I started crying, and eventually they felt bad and gave me their names. I found out that they had passed away when I was 15. I started doing research on my family and then I found out I had an older sister. I don’t know how I found her. The universe probably gave me a free pass. But I found her and it took me a while to message her, but I eventually did and… we look alike, yknow?” You smile at how similar you look like to your loving sister. “She was given up to my aunt, my birth mother’s sister, by our parents, but they had a falling out and never talked since, that’s why they didn’t know about me. But after my sister and I decided to meet up for the first time, we’ve been inseparable ever since. She doesn’t live too far away from me, about an hour. She has a family and everything.”
“I’d love to meet her.” Harry immediately regrets his words as it’s too fast to meet families. “Only if you’d like. I don’t-”
“I’d love for you two to meet.” You smile in reassurance. Harry smiles back nervously.
“My ex… I met him when I was 19 at the place I used to work at. He used to come in every week and he became a regular, and I worked everyday so of course I would remember him. But anyways, we dated for about a year and a half. When I noticed that it started going downhill, I talked to him about it like you’re supposed to do when relationships go down—I don’t know, it was my first relationship ever and I just knew you had to do that because of movies. Anyways, when I went to go talk to him, he broke up with me. He said he didn’t love me anymore… I was crushed. I didn't know what I did or how I could’ve made it better. But a week later, I downloaded social media and followed all of my— or his friends, and saw that he practically posted my whole life on the internet. Everything that I told him: my situation with family, my sister, my living situation, everything. I don't know why he did it; I still don’t know why. But he was just a total asshole.” You chuckle and Harry nods, slightly seeing red because he wants to find your ex and punch him where it hurts. How could anyone do that to such an angel?
“But I went on lockdown and became depressed. I didn’t want to see anyone. I vowed that I would never open up to anyone like that anymore. It hurts, sometimes it still does, and that happened like 6 years ago?”
Harry moves closer to you. “You have every right to be hurt, but you don’t deserve that. Ever.” You nod, finally understanding that you deserve so much better than what your ex did to you. You sniffle and look up at him.
“I used to come here after work after everything that had happened. I got off when the sun was setting and I ran everyday to this exact spot on this exact rock to watch the sun set. It relaxed me; it calmed my nerves. It became my safe place and it probably always will be. The sun and the ocean has been there for me more than anyone I came across, besides my sister. But that’s why I wanted to take you here, why I wanted to tell you everything here.” Harry puts his arm around you and you turn to face him in his hold.
“Thank you… for opening up. Thank you for everything you told me, I know it must’ve been hard.” He kisses your forehead.
“Thank you for being so patient with me, and I’m sorry for pushing you away.” Harry hugs you tighter and you hug him back. After a few moments, you let go and looks up at him.
“I don’t want to be scared anymore.” He cups you’re cheeks and wipes the tears that have fallen.
“You don’t have to be anymore. I’m here.” His forehead meets yours and he closes his eyes.
“I want this, Harry. I want this so bad.” You say, referring to the relationship and love that will blossom into something so beautiful. One hand grabs his wrist that holds your face and you put your other hand on one side of his face.
“It’s yours, love. You can have it.” Your lips are practically brushing together. Harry wants to kiss you so bad and you’re waiting for him to kiss you too, but you know he’s being hesitant because of you. So you lean in and meet his lips, kissing him for the first time like there’s no tomorrow.
You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer; needing to feel him closer. Your lips move in sync with his as sparks rage through your body, making the kiss more electrifying with adoration. And you’re sure that it’s a feeling you want to feel all the time when you’re with him.
He pulls away slowly and you whimper at the loss of contact. He looks at you and smiles.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” He bites his lip and you smile shyly and thank him.
The sun was in the middle of setting and he looks at you with so much love as the light hits your face beautifully. Your eyes illuminating with specs of gold coming out from them.
You can tell he’s getting lost with just looking at you, and you’ve never had someone look at you so closely before. You peck his lip, “What?”
“Golden, baby. You’re so golden.”
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lunar-lair · 4 years
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I've been building up these hcs for a while, and I finally decided to unleash them onto the world.
So! Here ya go. My unadulterated thoughts over a long period of time. Have fun w them.
Remus bonks his forehead with another's to show affection. It started simply as something his brain told him to do, I think-some twisted idea of knocking both people out by banging their foreheads together. But then it turned into something he did for affection, due to how close it got your face to someone else's and the contact you share. Plus, it's so original, and that's Creativity's whole thing, right??
(It took him awhile to figure out how to do it lightly enough that he wouldn't hurt the person he was bonking (yes it's called that) but he eventually figured it out!!)
Him and Roman do it like,,,super hard as a way of greeting. Or like, just for shits and giggles, or even to knock someone out of something. It's one of those Brotherly Things™ they do together, y'know?
More Brotherly Things™ they do include slamming into each other to hug for the same reasons up above, shaking each other by the shoulders Forcefully mostly whenever they're explaining something Wild or they're Angy and the other pretending to be annoyed by it, and initiating sudden sparring sessions where one will just suddenly whip out their weapon, and the surprise is part of the spar, basically. It's not cheating; you just have to adapt to when the other suddenly starts one.
They had to explain to Patton Very Thoroughly that they weren't hurting each other and that it was all fun and games before he agreed w it
Janus was the first to adapt, then Logan, and then Virgil kinda had to take some time to stop being startled every time it happened
Thomas got it Immediately. 
He has brothers.
He gets it.
Janus! Likes!! Dancing!!!!! VERY important hc
Remus and Janus used to make skirts (and possibly other clothing?) together
All three darks know how to sew
It started with Remus wanting to make something and learning with Creativity Powers and eventually teaching Virgil and Janus
Janus actually already knew how to sew simple stitches due to having to fix a lot of Remus' clothes but Remus taught him a lot more abt it
He ended up knowing more than Remus even did, though, due to ending up Really into it
More than once, he has asked Remus for cloth and made his own skirt, shirt, etc. possibly with Remus' help
In a world where Jan and Virge are close,,,,,,,he totally helped with the jacket 
Jan and Lo absolutely have debates like. 24/7 while also playing chess
Remus is eternally wearing thigh high high heeled boots, no questions asked
Roman used to wear Normal boots most of the time before he got Good Bro Stats with Remus again. After that he was Jealous that Remus was a bit taller than him and started wearing his own heeled boots, though his were usually normal height 
Sometimes they'll switch boots to mix things up
Roman also started wearing heels bc he thought it'd be fun 
Roman and Janus have specific nicknames for each other; one nice and one teasing
Janus' are Prince and Beast 
Roman's are Beauty (to parallel Janus' for him) and Snake (another parallel; both are simple ideas of what/who they are)
Janus probably came up with his first and Roman flipped the script on him in return
Janus is pretty chill with coffee or tea, but he prefers tea and knows a lot more about it. Coffee? Eh, not too bitter please. Tea? Basically whatever, but the subtle calm stuff is really his jam. Mostly just a tad of honey, rarely any milk, if he ever adds anything at all. He usually takes his tea straight up; the kind to sit around and Think at the table while it cools y'know.
Patton's actually kind of a coffee dude, but he doesn't drink it that much, and if he does, it probably wouldn't be very bitter and pretty doctored. Tea is too mild for him; just tastes like hot water.
Logan? Coffee for energy, but he likes the Calm tea brings. Flower flavors all the way babey, with a bit of honey and just enough milk to make it a bit richer. Since the coffee is purely for Energy, he doesn't give a shit what it tastes like, as long as it doesn't burn his fucking esophagus he's just downing it. 
Roman claims he likes tea bc it's Fancy, but he actually prefers Coffee for the chocolate/bitterness in it and the Energy, so there's that. He actually likes his pretty bitter, funnily enough. Really likes chocolate creamers and vanilla, caramel, or chocolate flavored coffee. 
And of course, Remus claims he prefers coffee and just downs it all the time (mostly for shits and giggles probably) but he actually likes tea more for all the different flavors and stuff. Plus it's always even MORE scalding than coffee so it's more fun to down! He actually doesn't like how bitter coffee is and if he did actually drink it it would be drowned in creamer I swear to you. He really likes honey in his tea and a bit of milk, maybe some sugar depending on the type? Not usually though. More fruit flavors the better man. 
Virgil drinks coffee in the morning for Energy, and he's pretty chill with it, but he kinda prefers tea for the calming shit it can give you. Drinks the coffee for the Energy, but refuses to just let it taste like shit, so he adds a bit of creamer and sugar, yeah. Mostly up for fruit and flowery flavors, honey all the way babey. Thinks sugar tastes like shit in tea.
Janus has a Large Campaign around trying tea straight more often, or just generally adding less sugar, mostly. Virgil is on his team, Remus is kinda on it depending on what tea you're talking about, and Logan is also pretty much on that train except for when it comes to things like english breakfast teas, stuff like that. 
Virge wears a pair of headphones around his neck a lot; they're bluetooth, and hooked up to his phone 24/7, basically. He just throws them on and nyOOMS out of the situation best he can when shit gets hectic. They're kinda like a security blanket kind of thing; nice to know that you have immediate access to blocking out the world around you.
His jacket goes about the same, sorta. In the sense that it's a security object, I mean. He just feels...safer with it. There are very few situations besides being Totally Alone where he'd feel safe without a jacket (but specifically the one he's Chosen for the time, though the Chosen One can change if he finds something new or better), but if he does hang out around you without one, know that he trusts you with all his goddamn heart and he is taking a Leap of Faith rn and you better not screw it up ok.
Jan's gloves and hat are in a similar situation. They're just. Always There. They just make him feel safer y'know
Also I'd die for it to be canon that Janus has a little snake under his hat
Roman and Remus totally make copies of their sashes to hang up at Christmas
Yo but like,,,,,,,,,what if the sides' heights correlated to how long they'd been like...around?
Like how long it'd been since they manifested yknow
Pat is like. Emotions so he probably showed up Immediately. Same for Jan, considering he's self preservation. They're almost exactly the same height. Logan is just a small bit shorter, since he's partially curiosity and he showed up just a bit later. The original King would've been the same height as the other two, but...what about Roman and Remus?
So...the Split probably had to have happened after Virgil showed up, which took...a While. He's super short. Now the question is, would the twins be the height of the King, since they're technically part of him, or Tiney-like smaller than Virge-due to when they split?
...just for Tiney Virgil Rights, we'll make em tall. They're exactly the same height, of course, but Remus likes wearing heels.
All the Og Boys are the same height as Thomas-maybe a bit taller?-but Virge is like. A head and a half shorter than most of them. It's hilarious.
All the sides garden, for their own reasons
Virgil does it for the calm, the monotony, and the bright colors and smells. Plus, it just...feels really nice knowing he helped something stay alive. Makes him feel a lil better about himself.
Janus does it because he's been doing it for...a long time. Not to mention the calm of it all, digging your hands into soil and planting something new...plus, the flowers are always beautiful. Always have been, always will be. Tending to them is like...caring for an old friend. And he has so many memories with these flowers...old and new.
Plus he can plant his own tea leaves which is fun.
Logan does it partially for the monotony, partially for the care, partially for helping something to live. Partially for feeling a little something for the little guys; just...a feeling of saying hello again, having...a conversation with the flowers.
Less science, more emotions. For just a moment.
Patton does it because it's fun!! Because the flowers are pretty, the smells are nice, he can plant vegetables, too, the garden just feels nice, it feels like having more friends…
So many good, good reasons.
He'll have conversations with his flowers, and he's named them all.
Most of them haven't named theirs, but they do talk to them every now and then.
Roman does it for the calm and the prettiness and the scents. And just the concept of a pretty garden...excellent. And it is rather nice, just absorbing yourself in the work of it all...it's like all your cares fly away.
(They all agree with that, if only a little.)
He also has a venus flytrap or two...just gifts from Remus. 
Remus does it because 1, fun, and 2, weird exotic creepy plants are so cool!!!!!! He's got all kinds of stinky but fascinating plants, yeah, but he also has some really pretty vivid ones. He also has a soft spot for roses…
(...the King was known for handing them out, back in the day, for fun. The twins...never let it go, even though they're unaware.)
He actually has some nice smelling ones here and there, but he mostly bases whether it's goin in his garden off of it's exoticness, coolness, or cool colors
They also all know flower language!!!
Janus knew first but when Jan taught Virgil about it, he went NUTS over it
Jan taught Remus, but Virgil taught the light sides
After he learned they had gardens too, he went '!!!!!' and info dumped about flower language for a whole half hour before he realized what he was doing and stopped
The others urged him to keep going, and to visit their gardens someday and tell them some details on meaning
Now, most of them may be swayed by meaning when it comes to choosing whether or not they're keeping the flower, and they've even named some of them off the others
Remus, especially, could flip on a dime on a no or yes depending on a meaning and if it fits a friend well
Generally, though, they all chill out in each others' gardens a lot and talk abt their flowers!!
It's part of their daily routine
They all eat breakfast and then they leave to tend to their flowers
They have their own outside gardens, like. Connected to their rooms (with help from the twins, most likely) but they also keep some inside their rooms
Patton keeps cacti and little tiny flowers in little pots here and there. ("They're my little friends!!!!") They all have names, just the same as the others.
!!!!!! Also he totally goes into his tiney frog form sometimes after he waters his garden and chills in the moist soil, or even in the little plants around his room
Perfect place babey
Virgil has a few with calming scents scattered about. Maybe a few bright ones, just so they stand out
Logan...concept: bonsai. Why? Bonsai...cool. Also he can observe it's growth. It's fun ok
He also probably has a few he's doing experiments on and even maybe a few he just liked a lot yknow
Jan...probably just a few who's meanings he liked. A few pretty ones, a few calming ones. And…
One who's meaning reminded him of Remus, and one for Virgil.
After Virgil left, he set it on the dining room table.
It returned to its former spot on the counter when Janus was finally part of his family again.
Patton has a little plot he's set aside for the plants that remind him of the others.
Janus has a similar one. It used to be just Remus' and Virgil's; two lonely souls…
….but now it's filled with 3 more, neatly arranged.
Their family has grown so much.
Also Janus totally does the same thing Pat does but in his snake form. Like he just settles into the dirt and sunbathes.
Sometimes, one of them will come over to the other's place and they'll just chill in one of their gardens together. (Half the time, Patton is sitting on Janus' head, nestled under Janus' little snake hat as best he can, probably with his little frog nose sticking out.)
More than one of the sides have stumbled upon it. Every time, they just take a picture, gaze at them for a little while, maybe say hi, maybe not, and be on their way.
Roman probably plucks a rose every now and then and sets it in a vase. Not that often; just a while after the last one decays, and only one at a time.
He's nice to his rose bushes, ok? He swears to you.
He also totally has a few tiny, colorful ones here and there and some really nice smelling ones.
Just realized, he ABSOLUTELY has a honeysuckle plant. Same for Pat. That's like,,,,,,the Staple of excellent smells and pretty flowers AND childhood man
And...after he bonded again with his brother-or maybe even before-he planted one that reminded him of him…
But it's tucked away in his bedroom. Who knows if it even exists.
Remus just goes NUTS with whatever he wants inside his room, man. Cacti? Totally. Venus fly traps? Yeah, one or two. Colorful flowers that he just likes the looks of?? Hell yeah babey!!!
And...he himself has a flower of his own, tucked away upstairs…
...but he's had it for far, far longer.
(He may or may not have had to change what it was after bonding with Roman again, but hey, people change yknow?)
Also!! They all like poetry-writing AND reading
Janus likes it due to like...just. The pure elegance in the craft, I suppose. The way feelings, beliefs, and philosophies can be expressed.
It's all so interesting, how something so deep can be put into simple words.
His are usually elegant, with old-themed writing and deep metaphors, deep thoughts on philosophy and emotions that can only be expressed through odd metaphors and quiet words whispered by his pen.
Roman likes it for similar reasons; it's such an elegant way to express yourself, there are so many metaphors you can wind in there, and it feels so mystical, in a way...it's such a short little thing, but pure emotions can be injected straight into it.
He has so many. He...there's so much to feel, so much to write, so many ideas, all the time. But no matter what, they're full of metaphors, flowery language, the occasional serious one where he simply...pours every drop of sadness from his heart onto the paper. 
He happily injects the emotions he doesn't want into those packed words, filled with so much.
He has his fair share of mystical ones, though, describing old beasts and monsters and songs and soulmates and love.
Virgil likes it due to the emotional outlet it can be, and the pure craftsmanship of it all. Just...the way some poets weave stories together...amazing. 
His are often straight vents. Simple words, straight metaphors, lots of short lines and stanzas. Just...conveying things with the words straight from his head.
Remus likes it for the themes poems can carry. So dark, and maybe sad, and yet so simple; not gruesome, simply...heavy.
It's almost what he aspires for, in at least some aspects.
He also loves it for the dramatics of it all and the history, just as Roman does. Drop the love of the romance, though. However, he does adore how emotions can be conveyed.
His are just as mystical as Roman's can be sometimes, though his are often more about horrors lurking in the night, of course. He's prone to throwing extra emotions into his poems, as well, ones he doesn't know what to do with except throw overboard.
Logan likes it for the emotional outlet. For the explanation of emotions through metaphors, like puzzles for him to solve, to try and figure emotions out. And how much that can make him feel, so much packed into such a tiny package.
He has his own of those; small little poems that have...so much emotion poured into them, for when his cup runs over and the emotions he can't handle try to splash out on the ground and stain his carpet, stain the hearts of his friends and even his own.
He also enjoys the philosophy and even psychology in it all.
As mentioned, some of his are...simply filled to the brim with emotions he can't handle, straight vents. But as for style, he often writes with simple concepts, a lack of metaphors, big words that convey the same idea but are hard to understand with the common eye.
Patton likes it for similar reasons; there are so many emotions packed into poems, so many complex ideas he loves picking apart, so many metaphors that rely on emotion that he understands immediately.
He has his own fair share of vent poems. He has so many emotions that sometimes…he just. Needs somewhere to put them. He doesn't use big words, and uses a lot of winding explaining instead, but his metaphors and analogies are always flawless. He always knows what he means. 
Sometimes they just sit around and talk about poems, poets they like, recommendations, how they managed to get into it, stuff like that. Double whammy, sometimes they chill in their gardens together and talk poetry or even integrate certain flowers or flower language into their poems.
Roman, Remus, and Patton go out when it rains and just...have fun. Sometimes Ro takes an umbrella and just twirls around a little bit, enjoys the atmosphere (as the feeling of it all is what he loves the most), but sometimes Remus manages to convince him to come play with them. 
Remus just likes the rain cause it's fun to play in, yknow? Also, mud! And worms!! Worms!!! Worms are so cool, those wiggly little guys.
All Sides Confirmed, worms are cool, they have worms in their gardens and also worms are just generally cool dudes.
Pat likes it cause Frog, duh. Also it's fun to play in the rain, ALSO duh!! 
Lo considers rain just. Smth that happens.
Virge likes the atmosphere of rain and likes the smell that's in the air afterwards, but doesn't like getting wet. Thunderstorms terrify him too. 
Jan likes the Vibe of rain, same as Virge, and also likes the smell afterwards, but he likes to stay inside. Yknow, cuddle up with a nice cup of tea (or even hot chocolate, if he's feeling extra cozy) and a book and just listen to the pitter patter.
He doesn't exactly enjoy thunderstorms, but he's good at tuning them out. (And he's also excellent at calming Virgil down during one.)
So when a storm hits the mindscape (or however the hell it works) Pat and the twins will go outside and the others will stay holed up in the living room, drinking tea or hot chocolate and just Chillin.
Sometimes they even invite Thomas, just for fun. (And cause they mentioned it to him and he was affronted at them that he wasn't able to see Pat and the Twins just have fun in the rain.)
Sometimes, rarely, Pat and Ree will eventually convince Thomas to join them in their fun. (Ro or Ree can just magic him clean anyways.)
Catch the twins conjuring up feather pens whenever the hell they want to 
Janus absolutely has a pet snake or two. They just sit and hiss at each other sometimes 
Pat? Yeah, a couple frogs. He mostly keeps them in his garden, though; they're only really his pets in the sense that he feeds them and talks to them sometimes. 
The twins probably share their theatrical strengths 
Like,,,,,,Remus? If he's a villain or even slightly shitty as a person, he's got it. Plus a lot more complex characters
Roman? Can do dashing princes and kind characters excellently
Like...they just. Can't do some characters, because that's what the other can do. Y'know?
I don't know, maybe they aren't actually so...split down the middle? But I like the idea of that I guess
Sorry this got so long! I've been collecting these thoughts in a doc for a *while,* so it grew a lot. I can't add a read more either, since I'm on mobile...sorry.
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anon-e-has-a-tmblr · 4 years
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Ten Niche Interests
Got tagged by my good ole friend @chaotic-archaeologist and I figured it's time to expose my guts yet again. So here we go!
Tanks - what not to love about them? Were invented during the great war, the tanks were firstly designed to be a fort on wheels. Only during WW2 they were used as an independed tactical unit. They still have many flaws, like the odd design of putting the driver right inside the engine, but I guess in the future their design will change. After all, in about 100 years we went from a metal box that houses 23 people to a small and fast moving gun with 3 people.
Ruins - the main reason why I went to archeology and not history. Those fallen stones and mortar have a story to tell, if you only listen carefully. And a skeleton will only make it that much more facinating.
Knitting - funny or not, I was taught how to knit yamacas when I was 16 by my classmates. Its didn't really work out that well for me, so I started to use this new skill to knit puppets. I dont know, I just find the knit (Badam tss). Sadly, last time I touched my knittìng box was when I was still in military service way back when.
Video games - self explanatory. I own several games on Epic Games and Steam, as well as some games for PS1 (yknow, the small grey sony consule from the 90s). Right now I play Old Worlds and Heroes & Generals, and I look forward to start playing civilisations 6.
History - well, technically anything since the beginning of mankind (i.e. the aystralopitecus and their robust friends) and until the WW2 era. What happened afterwards less interest me as I have my parents and grandparents brag about it constantly, and I don't have any desire to look at present times. The eras that are the most interesting to me are the entire iron age (10th-6th century BC, not the european Iron Age which is technically the persian and early helenistoc era but let's not get into that debate alright xD) and the early to middle bronze age, technically till the invention of beer and tea manners in the Levant (2nd millenia BC).
Militaria - anything army and combat. Swords, flame throwers, boots, pins - everything and all. It's facinating to see how military disiplince and traditions have changed throughout the years, from a gang of men with clubs to an elite alpenist unit with night vision goggles and thermal clothes. Just like anything above, it tells the story of a nation. One great example is the Viena's 44 infantry devision that was erased in stalingrad (I dont remember if they were infantry or motorized, it was a while since I've encountered them).
Pins - this is a personal thing. I started collecting pins I find when I was in highschool 8 years ago. My first pin was a tank corp signal company pin that I found in a road-guide camp. The camp hosts Tank crews and is located right next to a tank corp memorial center so it's logical a pin of a tank corp would end up there in the dirt. My collection doesn't have only military pins though, most of the pins I have there are from Loot Crate and places I've visited XD.
Backbacks - gIvE mE mOrE bAgS well in all seriousness, my bags and backpacks collection is the oldest collection I have. I collect them since I'm 10, along-side a plastic bags collection I now use as trash bags and other carrying options. The collection also has some old wallets my mom and I used, as well as 2 wallets that belonged to my grandfather. I might use one of them soon, since the wallet I have now is wearing off. I also have shoulder bags (including one I use right now) and my old school supply bags, as well as old blanket bags and cloth shopping bags.
Art - well that's not news to anyone. I do arts. I learned how to draw from a classmate when I was 16, before that I drew stick figures and cyclamens. I mainly draw scenaries and men, as drawing the female figues brings me the feel of cringe and the will to jump of a cliff (dysphoria amiright). I started drawing animals, however because of Current Year(TM) I didn't have the chance to practice on that. The few arts I actually posted are at @anon-e-also-draws and my ko-fi, as well as my pinterest (shameless plug, I know XD also if you know me since before this blog, you may have seen the arts already).
Vehicles - this is a new-old interest that comes back to me. When I was really young I was always facinated by cars and motor bikes, and after years of doing other things I start to see the glory I saw in those deadly machines. I wqs thinking for the past 6 months about maybe restoring a car in the future. Not now though, as I don't possess the almighty driver's license xD
I could keep going on and on but it got so long, so I will stop here. Tagging : @kova-sonic @ts-sideblog @theboredbaptist @rose-in-a-fisted-glove @the-greenhouse-mind and whoever else who wants to do it. Please do it in a seperated post though, so it doesnt get too long.
I wish yall a great time of the day
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10hour11minute · 5 years
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“my life is becoming a cliche fanfic oh my god”
note: nicknames have an asterisk * next to them in case it’s unclear
1. I’ve been wearing my friends’ sweaters whenever I get the chance to, and since my body isn’t proportionate, everything is oversized for me
I took my friend Carmean’s* sweater and it was so big and comfy??? I had sweater paws and it was cute n 재연* just shouted “WHY ARE YOU SO SHIPPABLE”
also lmao I mention him a lot in this bc there was this point in 8th grade near graduation where I tried to make friends with all the people I’ve known a while and had been too shy/had too awkward backstories in the past with to properly talk to!
2. Just the fact I’m friends with Carminay* and that time we linked arms and he didn’t argue
“O yea I’d rather be Lin’s friend than deal with [our other friend]!” and he ran up to me and let me link our arms
3. This group of guys just came up behind our friend group and I legit heard “which one of them is the hottest” and then this one dude deadass comes up to one of my friends and I all like “Hey I have a question for you even tho we don’t talk… would you go out with my friend here”
I was like nah bish stay away
4. I p much hated this one guy for the longest time because he used to pinch me and poke my sides in elementary school
…I managed to hold his hand for 10 seconds on 2 separate days without him arguing how? idk
5. I basically jumped into my friend’s open arms and he unexpectedly spun me around in circles during passing period uwu
6. I have a friend who can rest his head on my head if I hug him. I’m the perfect height!!!
7. Managed to get a hug from Carmean* after much debate
I said “I’m just trying to be nice” in the smollest voice ever and he agreed
8. I got some chocolate from Sheeven*!! On its own it’s not really cliche but lol another friend had to trade smth but I got it in exchange for friendship 😁
9. This isn’t really soft but I found out I went to the same class as one of my close friends in elementary school, but then I switched schools after a week. So we actually met each other 5 years ago without knowing 😂
10. Long story short my hair smelled like Carmex* after wearing his sweater for a while I legit nearly scREAMED ONCE I GOT INTO THE SHOWER
11. Guy from #4 didn’t want my friend to take some of his ice cream, but when I tried taking some he didn’t pull away his ice cream he just let me have it
sounds like that 1 character in an anime that the protagonist lets get away with things bc they soft.
Also he grew taller than me?? since when??? Tfw 2 characters grow up together and the short one suddenly grows taller than the original tall one- I’ve known him for 6 years, we could be in an anime together
12. “I’m going to frame you…ᶠᵒʳ ᵇᵉᶦⁿᵍ ᵃ ᶜᵘᵗᶦᵉ”
13. Classic “taller guy offers to hold girl’s umbrella for them”
14. I’m somehow on good-ish terms with probably the™ most annoying dude in my algebra class
me: *calls said bro's name* can i have foooooddd
boi: NO
boi: *walks over 2 minutes later to offer me food anyway*
15. “I want to bring you along, because, yknow, cause you’re Lin!”
16. DC senior stood next to me on the bus (I stay near the front bc I get off in 2 stops) even tho our other teammates were farther down on the bus (he joined them after so??? He stayed there just for me I’m-) we didn’t talk much bc im an awkward bean, im glad he was polite enough to not immediately leave when things got awkward tho aaaa
17. My pen pal from 7 years ago in 3rd grade finally brought up the fact we were pen pals (we have the same English class this year) so that’s 7 years of never seeing each other and then we happen to be in the same English class—I recognized her from her handwriting so now we’re reminiscing :’) I still kept a keychain she made for me and a letter somewhere uwu
(1 of my best friends has been waiting for this moment LMAO all 3 of us worked on a project together earlier this semester)
18. There’s this dude in my physics class in the morning who’s real good at art and has a hobby of drawing people he sits near in his class, so there’s a whole page in his sketchbook of me hfkaijdjd and currently he’s fully colouring it wtf im crying I NOTICE HIM GLANCING AT ME TO MAKE SURE THE COLOURS ARE RIGHT IT’S SO MHDMAJSIDB
+ he mentioned he wants to either produce his own anime or be a concept artist as a future career and like CONCEPT ART BUDDY??? BUT I LEARNED ALL THIS BY SEMI-EAVESDROPPING (it was a loud conversation and he sits near me but) SO IDKKKK WANT TO BE HIS FRIEND?!?!?! IM DYING
19. Dude from #16... gOD he became such a big topic in my life for being the nicest bean to me and I had a full on crush-squish on him,,, I joked “lol what if he was my secret santa” in my head anD THEN A MONTH LATER I FOUND OUT HE WAS??
20. Don’t remember when this was but I said hi when walking into a room and no one said hi back to me and I whined (not seriously) about it out loud to everyone in a tiny voice and one of my teammates was like
Him: “I said hi??” Me: “You did??? I want a hug!!” (or smth similar)
and he’s really tall, but he was sitting down this time so I got a v nice hug where I was taller for once and got to hug/pat his head :’))
21. The end of the Josh-Lin saga
22. one of my DC team mates keeps thinking that when I call someone “bean” that I’m referring to him because he thinks of like Mexican food gjsjfhs (he’s Mexican)
But then I was like “NO beans as in smol beans, would you rather I call you smol?!” and he was like “only you” IFJJAHDSH
23. this is stuff w/guy from #22
I was in the restroom near the band room washing my hands
actually saw him coming down the hall but wanted to surprise him in the range
but ahah he saw me in the mirror of the restroom
literally BACKTRACKED to stare into the restroom at me like “😳”
“LIN?! YOU’RE ALIVE?!”
his friend who was with him did the like “oooooh” thing lmfao (he was single at the time lolol)
I get v nice full hug in the MIDDLE of the hallway thank gosh it was empty
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neilnevins · 7 years
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In light of the cruel eviction of the animatronic band members at Chuck E Cheese restaurants I will be ranking each of them fairly and thoroughly
1. Charles Entertainment Cheese - what can I say. This guy IS the big cheese. The mouse with the most. The head honcho. The star attraction. Despite his favoritism to shower affection onto the kid who was having a birthday, he gave me a high five once. He didn't have to do that, but he did. I still think about that high five a lot when the weight of the world and its problems have me doubting the good of humanity. Also he does a good cover of I Would Walk 5000 Miles even though I disagree with his version being about walking that far for a slice of pepperoni.
2. Helen Henny - much controversy and debate has brewed throughout the decades ever since this funky chicken first made her appearance. Her debut in a cheerleaders outfit led some more conservative fans to wonder if this was starting to become a burlesque show and not the wholesome family eatery that had been promised for years. But as a crucial proponent of second wave feminism, Henny soothed anxieties by being very well-spoken and I daresay the most professional of the group. One time Munch fell asleep and started snoring because he was dreaming of pizza and Henny had to yell at him to wake up. I wondered how many other tensions were rising behind the curtains that had Henny at the tail feather-end of the confrontation trying to get everyone in shape. All the rumors that her and Charles Entertainment Cheese were an item are products of sexism and the disbelief that Henny can manage perfectly fine without a heterosexual relationship.
3.Pasqually P Pieplate - A blatant Italian stereotype but damned if he didn't make a good pizza. Sometimes I wished Pasqually would go past the obvious "I'm-a Italian" routine and talk about his heritage. Maybe some of his cultural roots and the struggles his family faced coming to America and finding success in their cooking only after years of discrimination. I approached him with these concerns once and told him that young children would be enlightened to hear about an enriching and insightful tale. Then he went into the stage and sang the "That's Amore" song. I always wondered if he acted this way due to Jasper's more xenophobic nature
4. Mr. Munch - don't let the "Mr." fool you. There's nothing professional about this gluttonous oaf. This absolute slob. This purple blemish bringing down the pizza entertainment industry from the inside. It's bad enough that you had to feed your tickets into a machine of his likeness that made a nauseating munching noise; on-stage he's not much better. He always talked about hoping the audience would share their pizza with him not considering that some of these families were low-income and worked very hard for that pizza that they were under no obligation to give to him when he could probably get it for free. He played the drums in the band most likely as a way for him to contribute while sitting down because he couldn't be bothered to stand; not even for an audience of children who might have traveled from all over the country, or i daresay the world, to see him perform. If there's a Mrs. Munch then I have no empathy strong enough to wonder what her plight must be married to this purple jackass.
5. Jasper T Jowels - this guys at the bottom for a reason folks. This racist country bumpkin doesn't even deserve the time of day. He's an old dog from a backwards era and he's not about to learn any progressive new tricks. One time I was wearing a Sammy Davis Jr. t-shirt and he took one quick look at it before shaking his head and slowly ambling away in the opposite direction. It was that day that I learned there are those with nothing but hate in their hearts. Don't even get me started on the time I was at a birthday party and I saw kneeling next to my friend in a deep conversation. I walked closer and only heard the words "we have every ability to secede, yknow. And..." when he noticed me and immediately stopped. Wherever they choose to take his robot body, I hope its as cold and dark as his lifeless heart
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