#bun!virgil

[goodieghosty]

Sleepy buns for the new year (no I'm totally not late lol)

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#digital art #art #sanders sides #artists on tumblr #ts art #virgil sanders #patton sanders #year of the rabbit #bun!virgil #bun!patton #cuddles #thomas sanders #chibi #goodies.art

[dinkythings]

I've really been on a roll drawing Virgil lately so here he is again with a slightly different look

#idk what I like most #the shitty braided rat tail or the man bun #oc #virgil #cambion

[suckmyarschkarte]

dear followers, today i offer you ✨ darwin's pretty hair ✨ tomorrow? who knows...

#lfc #liverpool fc #sl benfica #darwin nunez #footy players need to realise that the bun only suits virgil #free your hair darwin 🔪 #one day you just wake up and realise that you're a little bit obsessed with yet another chaotic man #*compilation

[jaratedeguadalupe]

hc that remus is actually a pretty good cook but chooses to make the most nauseating, nuclear sludge of a meal for absolutely no reason

#one of my favorite things #is making remus surprisingly good at something #only for him to never use that skill #by choice #remus: we do a moderate amount of trolling in this house #remus makes the BEST squid ink pasta do i need to say more #can you imagining being served dick shaped gourmet meatballs on a date #with cinammon buns shaped like an ass made out of pigs blood #like ok #this shit be bussing but what the fuck #remus: chicken fetus overrated blood cinnamon rolls metal as fuck #virgil trying to enjoy his bacon wrapped sage snails: #this is him trying to get laid too lmaooooo #babe i spent 4 hours in the kitchen for you what do you mean i don't get to fuck you #ts remus #remus sanders #virgil sanders #ts virgil #sanders sides

[uptheredslfc]

There’s only place for one man-bun on the pitch.

#virgil van dijk #liverpool fc #lfc #liverpool #livmci #this is directed to haaland not our other man bunned men

[loganslowdown4]

Remus: *pointing at Virgil* Look at the BUNS on that guy-

Virgil: *unconscious on the floor with burger & hotdog buns all over him*

Patton: *bursting through the door* This is the comedy police, this joke is too funny-

Remus: -I'M NOT GOING BACK TO JAIL!!

#the chaos ahahha #thomas sanders #sanders sides #incorrect sanders sides #patton sanders #Remus sanders #virgil sanders

[emoprincey]

In my defence I was very tired last night but I just found this in my notes app and I'm inflicting it on the rest of you guys

[Image description: A screenshot of the following text, "I looked in the mirror at my caramel orbs, then threw my hair into a messy bun and smudged some eyeliner around my eyes so I wouldn't look like a prep. Janus called me from downstairs, so I went downstairs and he was stood there with Patton, Logan and Roman. "What's going on?" I asked. "Virgil, I can't afford to pay my bills so I'm selling you to the light sides," Janus said. I stared at him. "What the fuck we don't pay bills we're imaginary"". The last sentence is partially cut off. / End image description.]

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #janus sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #its meant to look rushed i just wanted to capture the vibes of 2014 wattpad #sry this is just too funny to me

[kaleidescopic]

little things i loved about trinity theatre's production of rtc (because i love this cast more than life and am totally not biased) (Ferris wheel cast btw)

 Feral Ocean (she kept trying to fight literally everyone)

Jane and Constance my darlings

Karnak laughing at his own jokes

Mischa kissing both Noel and Ricky out-of-song just for the hell of it

Noel and Constance friendship

"Talia" was a woman randomly picked from the audience and they all sung and danced around her

Noel doing basically the whole show in heels

The extra cats in SABM

The parts of the script from 2016 (Ricky kept his disability!!!)

Jane giving Noel a hug after Noels Lament (they are so best friend coded istg)

All. Of. Their. Voices

Mischa had a mullet

The extra bits they added

The actors looked exactly what I imagine their respective characters look like in my head (POC Noel, curly haired Ocean, literally everything about Constance)

SPEAKING OF CONSTANCE

OH MY GOD I LOVE HER

IM USUALLY NOT THE BIGGEST CONSTANCE FAN

BUT HOLY SHIT TIFFANY POLITE MADE HER EASILY MY FAVORITE CHARACTER

TRINITY CONSTANCE IS MY WIFE FUCK YOU

Jane making the doll clap after Ocean's speech

Just the doll in general

Ocean coming out with a little sombrero after Karnak mentions the song about affordable Mexican cuisine

Ricky playing the violin in Noel's Lament

Janes movements and eyes

Noel and Mischa cuddling after TNBS

Penny's dog is named Savannah

CONSTANCE SMILED AT ME DURING TBOJD I NEARLY DIED RIGHT THEN AND THERE

Ricky and Jane playing with the accordion and doll to make a rollercoaster after the Savannah scene

"FORNICATION UNDER CONSENT OF THE KINGGG" "no."

ESGAL kazoos

They changed the notes in Sugar Cloud to make it more fit for an altos range and I honestly liked it better than the og

Penny became a roller coaster engineer

Prop cameos in Penny's house

Jawbreaker and Sugar Cloud was surreal irl I will never shut up about how good Constance was

Virgil was just a projected video of a mouse eating cheese it was hilarious

Jane sung TBOJD while spinning on one of those the magicians boards

Constance had 2 party hats during TNBS, one on each space bun, she was adorable

Noel and Mischa started hyping Constance up after she punched Ocean

Noel and Ocean making up at the end

Ocean angrily sweeping the feathers from the boa after Noel's Lament

Noel was so sassy but supportive I love him

Jane disappearing behind the curtain after her entrance and Constance jump scaring her and everyone else when she opens it to see no one there… twice

Jane tying a ribbon around her neck then untying in the beginning and end Dream of Lifes

Ocean looked like that one character from over the garden wall with her party hat in TNBS

Constance crossing herself when Karnak brings up her virginity like Ocean

Ocean stealing the halo from Jane after the erection line

Ocean stretching and doing vocal warmups every time Constance tried to start the improv

THE ACTORS

HOLY HELL THEY WERE SO NICE

I LOVED ALL OF THEM

ESPECIALLY MIA

SHE WAS THE SINGLE COOLEST PERSON I HAVE EVER MET HOLY SHIT

#i am never gonna emotionally recover from this #kal rambles!! #trinity rtc #ride the cyclone #rtc #penny lamb #penny rtc #ricky potts #constance rtc #jane doe rtc #mischa rtc #ricky rtc #constance blackwood #jane doe #jane rtc #mischa bachinski #ocean rosenberg #ocean o'connell rosenberg #ocean rtc #noel rtc #noel gruber #this song is awesome #the ballad of jane doe #trinity theatre rtc #trinity theatre ride the cyclone #rtc musical #rtc noel #rtc jane doe #rtc ocean #rtc mischa

[jsprnt]

Witnessing your fiancé win his first final as a captain is a beautiful experience.

virgil van dijk x reader

A/N: trying something new! let me know what you think. this is some four am fluffy brainrot btw

W/C: 1.340

you wipe your clammy hands on the fabric of your blue jeans. it’s warm, you think, even though it’s barely ten degrees outside. your anxious, warm breaths turning into clouds when coming in contact with the cold air. the only thing missing is rain, the clouds looming over wembley stadium tonight would probably take care of that soon.

your eyes drift to the huge scoreboard a ‘waiting for extra time’ and a frustrating 0-0 meeting your eyes. virgil had managed to score a beautiful header a little past the second half of the match, though it was sadly disallowed after a var check.

you feel your hand being squeezed, it snapping you back to reality as you look to your left. cody’s girlfriend noa giving you a sweet smile. you had gotten close since both your partners were already very close, especially after cody transferred to liverpool a little over a year ago.

“calm down, I’m pregnant and not as anxious as you. have some faith in the boys.” she teases, trying lighten up your obviously nervous mood. you mirror the smile on her face, giving her a little nod in acknowledgment.

you had faith in the team, of course you did. you’d rooted and cheered at every match you’d been to, ever since you and virgil started dating four years ago. he’d proposed only last summer on vacation in beautiful mauritius.

you know how capable and trustworthy your fiancé is. leading liverpool as captain impeccably this season, and it looked like he and the team were back into their best form.

if liverpool won tonight, it would become his first trophy win as captain. extra special since klopp had announced his departure in the summer. giving the one of a kind manager a trophy his last season was very deserved.

you watch as the first fifteen minutes of extra time begin. you hold your breath a multitude of times, gasping and shouting along with the rest of the supporters when the chelsea players got a little too close to the net.

it seems like absolute torture when the second part of extra time starts. it had to happen within these fifteen minutes, otherwise you’d have to go to penalties. which in your opinion and many others was a stupid gamble, no matter how hard you’d practice shooting or stopping the ball. the saying ‘practice makes perfect’ didn’t apply to penalties, you always thought.

your eyes land on your sweaty, tired looking fiancé. his tall, big frame very easy to distinguish, even all the way across the stadium. his perfectly done hair was probably a little messy by now, small flyaways escaping from the low bun you’d styled carefully that morning before he left the house.

you watch as liverpool gets a corner, your eyes flickering to the scoreboard. knowing they had about three minutes to finally score the winning goal. maybe, this was their last chance. you and noa squeeze each others hand tighter, her other hand on her bump as you both watch kostas walk to kick the corner.

you hold your breath, kostas shoots and GOAL!

your fiancé scores a header, the liverpool supporters all roar in celebration. you and noa squealing and hugging each other from happiness. you heart swells due to how extremely proud you are of your fiancé. having difficultly holding back tears in your eyes.

the next few moments pass like a blur and before you know it, you see virgil holding up the trophy, surrounded by the entire team. you hug all of the wives and girlfriends next to you, some of them even teasing you by congratulating you for being engaged to virgil. you laugh, but you know they’re pretty much right. he was an absolute gem, both as an athlete, leader and your loving partner.

all of you are full with joy and relief, singing to ynwa proudly as you feel like you’re about to burst from happiness.

one would ask why you’d be so hyped and excited about winning the carabao cup, as if it was the champions league final. though, to you it didn’t matter what your fiancé won or achieved. you would get exited and emotional about it every single time, without fail.

you’re stoked as security confirms you can go down to the pitch to celebrate. you make sure noa is with cody safely before looking around for virgil. your eyes dart around as you almost spin a circle. you finally spot him looking at the spot you were sitting at, realizing he was doing what you were doing.

looking for one another.

“baby!” you call out, trying to get his attention. he turns immediately at the recognition of your voice. the sound of it never failed to bring a smile to his face, melting his heart like a ice cube thrown in boiling water.

you finally manage to make eye contact with him, running up to him as if you hadn’t seen him in years. you jump into his arms, his hands automatically moving to your thighs, unfazed by your sudden weight pressing against his body. his own motm award rested against your thigh, as he held both you and the award.

“there’s my beautiful love..” he says, his hair is indeed messy, baby hairs stuck to his sweaty forehead.

“I’m so proud of you..” you answer, panting a bit from your little run, looking into his brown eyes, your eyes traveling to the beauty mark underneath his eye, you oh-so-loved.

you cup his chiseled jaw, running the pad of your thumb along his short stubble. leaning in to kiss him breathlessly, lips pressing onto his plump ones, tasting the sweet energy drink he had probably just chugged. you wrap your thighs a little tighter around him, deepening the kiss. your own little prize for him to show how proud you are, for now…

you both were never the pda type, especially in front cameras that broadcasted worldwide at this point. so he only swipes his tongue along your bottom lip once, before pulling away. allowing you to stand on your own two feet again as he lowers you carefully.

“come take pictures with me, baby..”

he drags you towards the club’s photographers, making sure you both have pictures to look back on. holding both trophy’s as he allows you to hold the cup its self. eventually, rain sprinkling on both your faces.

after a couple more hours of celebrating you both arrive back home in cheshire, a prefect place you’d imagine to spend the next few years with your fiancé. you’d fallen in love with it, just like you heard your other wag friends say.

you lay on your bed, absolutely exhausted, maybe even more than virgil who had ran around the pitch for 120 minutes. you weren’t aware of the time, but from celebrating to the ride home, you could estimate it was past midnight already.

your eyes almost flutter shut, before you watch virgil walk out of the bathroom. freshly showered and dressed in his new pajamas you’d just got him.

“getting sleepy?” he asks, laying down on his side of the bed, pulling you in closer. his tatted arm wrapping around your back.

you hum, scooting closer to his chest and turning to lay on your stomach. placing your hands on his chest as you look down at him. the back of his head pressed against the white and gray pillows on your shared bed. his long curls splayed over them, not in a ponytail or bun, hair products he’d just applied smelling delicious.

this was your man, so fucking good looking you fought the urge to bite your knuckles. his gaze softened as his eyebrows relaxed, his bigger hand running up and down your back.

he lead his team amazingly, with a long list of injuries at the club you were worried. but the fact that they made it happen was insane, with the deciding goal from your fiancé and amazing leadership you couldn’t help but swoon over him, nonstop. eyes roaming around his handsome face.

“you okay love?” he asks in a deeper voice, chest vibrating against your hands. his hand now rubbing your nape. practically soothing you to sleep with his touch.

“I’m just admiring you…” you say, voice quieter than you expected. exhaustion taking over your body by the second.

“I can do that all night, baby. go to sleep now, hm…” he mutters, his hand pushing your head down onto his chest as you listen to his heartbeat. it lulls you asleep instantly.

he can only sigh in delight, a stressful but beautiful night ending with you sleeping comfortably in his strong arms. knowing you’d be supporting and loving him whatever happens, it just showed the love you had for each other.

his one and only love…

#virgil van dijk #football imagines #football fanfic #virgil van dijk fanfiction #liverpool fanfic #liverpoolimagines #virgil van dijk x reader #virgilvandijk #football #liverpoolfc #virgilvandijk imagines #virgilvandijkimagines #virgil x reader

[muppetable]

my friends are being funny now so… incorrect quotes day featuring their bullshit!

Janus: *puts his hair up in a short ponytail*

Roman: You look like a Who from Whoville if it became a crack addict. It was a hard life for Cindy Lou Who after the Grinch left…

Patton: *skips weirdly*

Virgil: STOP WALKING LIKE A CARTOON CHARACTER

Patton: I AM A CARTOON CHARACTER *walks into wall*

Virgil: Hey, are you okay?

Logan: Mmm.

Virgil: You said that with your head down, I didn’t hear you.

Logan: *lifts head, sighs* Yeah.

Patton and Roman: *for the duration of the entire conversation* Hakuna matata, what a wonderful phrase-

Roman: What’s in your bag?

Remus: Patton.

Roman: What!?

Remus: OH I thought you meant “What’s on your phone?” It’s actually a bomb.

*Logan, Patton, Roman, and Virgil find a random hamburger bun on the floor*

Virgil: *picks it up*

Logan: Please don’t eat that.

Patton: Please Virgil no.

Virgil: *throws it at Roman*

Janus: I’m not homophobic. I discriminate against everyone equally.

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #remus sanders #patton sanders #ts sides #sanders sides incorrect quotes #janus sanders

[goodieghosty]

More doodles available on patreon!

#bun!virgil #virgil sanders #tsart #tsfanart #goodies.art #sanders sides #ts art #tsss art #ts fanart

[gumnut-logic]

Found this Scott and Em Harris 'discussion' on my hard drive.

Em Harris is an OC from Gentle Rain.

Language warning for this as she is not happy at all.

-o-o-o-

“I’m just trying to keep you from dying! Don’t you see that? I care about you and you are the last person I ever want to see dead out there, so just fucking listen to me for once!”

Scott blinked at the fire in her words. He would have taken a step back, but he was held by his seat in One, its safety harness and back preventing him from moving an inch away from the fury of his wife.

Em hovered in front of him, the white of her medical baldric glaring at him. It had stains. Some identifiable, some not so much. But all of which he wished he could have protected her from.

But he couldn’t.

Because she was who she was and there was no way he could hold her back from helping people any more than he could himself. If there was one thing they both shared, it was that.

Her determination was what made her so beautiful.

“Emaline-“

“No!” She held up a hand. “You don’t get to speak after a stupid stunt like that. All you had to do was wait for Virgil.”

“There wasn’t time!”

“Another thirty seconds, Scott! If Virgil hadn’t caught you, YOU WOULD BE DEAD!” Her pale blue eyes electrified with a mixture of fury and fear. “I almost lost you! For no reason!”

“A life was saved!”

“Virgil nearly missed the both of you! He has enough bruising from his leap off that cliff after you to inspire his next painting. Kay is going to kick your ass, flyboy.”

Scott swallowed. Kayo he could handle, but he hadn’t realised Virgil had been hurt. “Is Virgil okay?”

Em sighed and looked down a moment before looking him in the eye. “No. No, he is not. You owe him an apology.”

As if he was aware of his name being mentioned, Virgil’s calm voice issued over comes. “Thunderbird Two departing danger zone. Transporting injured to Capetown Medical and returning to base.”

The line cut out before Scott could reply. The lack of personal address or even his callsign was enough to illustrate exactly how much shit he was in with his brother.

“Scott, please.” And suddenly the anger in her voice was gone. “Why? Why is your life not worth as much to you as it is to me?”

She wasn’t crying, but there was so much grief in her voice, he had to reach out and pull her to him.

There was resistance at first. She was as stubborn as she was determined to the point of the words being synonyms.  But then, as light as she always was, he drew her into his arms, hoverscoot rising at an angle and their baldrics clattering as they met. Her head landed on his shoulder and he held her there, stroking the nape of her neck where her hair bun left it bare.

“I’m sorry.” It was an exhalation.

“Please don’t do that again.” It was muffled into his uniform.

“Em, you know I can’t guar-“

It was exactly the wrong thing to say. She flung herself backwards, pulling away. Practised reflexes let her go out of respect, but he grabbed at her again. No!

She didn’t let him reach her, her hoverjets humming almost as angrily as her expression.

“No, Scott Tracy, you can guarantee. You can tell me that you will wait. You can tell me that you will consider. You will tell me that you trust your brothers’ knowledge and experience. And you can tell me that I am important enough in your life for you to not give up that life in a situation that can be easily avoided.” She drew in a breath. “If you can’t value your own life enough yourself, then value it for me.” A breath. “I love you, Scott…please.”

Every rule, every philosophy, every self determination screamed at him to deny her. The thought of putting his life above others was anathema. But his strategic mind flipped the equation without permission and he saw his actions from her point of view.

His brain listed off his abilities, how he should have been able to handle the situation safely.

And how it had all gone so far south so quickly, and how only the quick actions of his engineer brother had prevented a very long plummet down a very high cliff.

His first thought had been gratitude and admiration for his brother’s skill and the fact the rescue was a successful one.

He didn’t register Virgil’s grunts as anything other than simple exertion. Now looking back, now he didn’t have his arms full of terrified rescuee, he could take a moment to examine exactly what had happened.

Virgil hadn’t said a thing.

He had rappelled them back up the cliff. It had been all business and as the adrenalin had waned, Scott had just felt tired. Em took the rescuee into Two and after a silent scan with Virgil’s mediscanner, Scott had returned to One.

It was just another rescue almost gone wrong.

Virgil had just saved the day…again.

What if he had waited? Would the man have fallen?

His heart feared what would have happened if he did. That was why he had jumped himself despite the fragility of the rockface.

He looked up at his beautiful wife. “I don’t know if I can stand by and risk a death I can prevent.”

Her lips thinned, but her eyes were sad. “Neither can I.” She drew in a breath. “Commander Scott Tracy, as Lead Medical Officer of International Rescue, I’m citing you for reckless self-endangerment and recommending psychological review.”

His eyes widened. “What?”

“I can’t lose you, Scott.” Little more than breath. “Not like this.

“I just can’t.”

-o-o-o-

#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #thunderbirds fanfiction #scott tracy #virgil tracy #em harris #gentle rain #scott/em #scott/oc #virgil/kayo #but only background

[lfc21]

Bed time stories

Player: Virgil Van Dijk

TW: Fluff, children

Promptlist: Children

"Daddy, will you read us a bedtime story?" Your son asked as he lay resting in his bed. Your children were taken up in their shared room wanting nothing more than to hear their father's voice to send them to sleep.

"Yes of course I can" Virgil softly said with a laugh as he crouched down in between the two beds. He was huge compared to everything in the room, he was almost a giant. Virgil had to think quickly about what story he could tell, the boys often wanted all of his football stories - winning the champions league or simply hearing about James Milner's terrible dance moves.

"Tell us about you and mummy" You heard one of your boys ask as you wandered past the bedroom door with a pile of washing occupying your hands. You quickly placed the pile of clothes down and raced back to the door. Your heart swelled at the thought of your children wanting to know about you and your husband.

"Well I and Mummy met when we were in school and she was in my maths class" Virgil started with a smile at the thought of how the old days used to be - innocent, young and full of mischief.

"Ew I hate maths" Your youngest admitted with a laugh as he stared at his father now resting his back on the side of the bed whilst sitting on the floor.

"well she helped me with my maths and then we started spending more time together and after all of that we went to prom with one another" Virgil explained again thinking about the day he saw you in that gorgeous pink dress. His eyes were like magnets on you and couldn't help but want to love you forever. You stood at the doorway admiring the three boys you called home, their eyes were soft and they were clutching onto their favourite teddies, Virgil was chatting away and before he knew it he was in his world. The nostalgia from your relationship was something nothing else compared to. Your mouth turned into a smile and your head rested on the door frame, all you wanted was to keep them with you forever.

"And then we had you two" Virgil finished his story as he noticed his two little versions of himself in a deep slumber. You lent off the door frame and wandered towards your husband.

"How sweet are you?" You asked with a giggle as his large body stood up and turned to you. He put a finger on your lips as he shushed you with the familiar smile he always sent you. You giggle against his hand as he kissed your forehead and leads you threw the door.

"They asked to hear about me and you" He explained as he quietly shut the door and wandered towards you. You wrapped your arms around his waist with a smile as you rested your head against his chest.

"I love you and I love them two and I also love how soft you get with them" You teased as you looked up at his tall frame. His slick bun and perfectly shaped frame sent your eyes into heart shapes and want nothing more than to be with him.

"Less of the soft ey?" Virgil teased with a smug smirk as his arms tangled tighter around your waist. Feeling him against you was everything to you. This was heaven, right here, right now.

Hey guys 👋🏻 I hope you enjoyed this imagine 😀 there are still two prompts left on the prompt list ❤️ requests are open and feedback is greatly appreciated 😊 have a good day 🙏 masterlist 2022 💌 masterlist 2023 💌

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[phantomfallacy]

Fontaine is wild.

Back in Genshin Impact after a long, long hiatus haha.

Finally, we're in the heat of the story and I don't have to wait 10000 years for a new quest. In fact, I'm so behind I feel rich with undiscovered primos...

ANYWAYS, I came back for Clorinde but stayed for Wriothesley...

He's such an interesting character. And I'm not just talking about his buns.

The Surging Sword of his burst reminds me of the Sword of Damocles. It's the symbol of a looming sense of catastrophe, the overhanging reminder of death and oblivion.

This could apply to all of Fontaine, as a whole, but Wriothesley, as someone who knows the truth about the Primordial Sea and the sluice gate, is burdened by this metaphorical sword more than most. Furina cannot compare, because although she does not want this catastrophe to fall and is just as anxious about it, she will not be a victim to it. In the end, she'll be left alone, but she'll also be left unscathed.

Other Fontainians know about the prophecy, but not the details. They do not control the flow of this information information that Wriothesley does. Thus, the responsibility of the metaphorical sword is heavier on him than most.

Ceasing my simping for a bit, there's also the Fortress of Meropide itself, which I find extremely, EXTREMELY interesting. It's a place where the worst of the worst end up. It's a place where they're reborn. It's a place where people created an economy and livelihood, for happiness.

How confusing.

Is it a good place? Or is it a bad one?

Welfare meals and stable jobs, but treachery and breeding grounds for people like Dougier…

I have some suspicions that the actual Fontaine is a hotbed of crime. You know the concept of society creating villains because that specific society requires villains to function? Well isn't that just Fontaine? The Oratrice requires the "dramatic justice" to create fuel, so Fontaine obligingly hosts crime like it's Saturday Night Live.

As such, Fontaine's society cannot be as simple as we see it in game. That's just not logical.

In Neuvilette's character quest, we see just a drop of the politics, and though in present day, the threat against Melusines are gone, there are no doubt other undercurrents.

There's the child trafficking ring that persisted from Wriothesley's childhood to Lyney's childhood. Who's to say it doesn't still exist?

There's Sonny and Luca. For those who haven't played the quest, you can start with Virgil. Pretty sure everyone's seen him around. The game puts him in such an obvious area, and Sonny and Luca appear in the same spot afterwards. It's like a quest that's bound to have 95% players complete.

And don't tell me no one thought Spina de Rosula isn't a mafia.

People who cannot win the rat race get trampled on, and who are those people if not a majority of the prisoners who decide to stay in the Fortress of Meropide after their sentence is finished? They would rather live peaceful lives than participate in what goes on up above, which proves I may be right to say Fontaine's upper echelons is rather difficult.

You could say that the Fortress is a refuge for exiles as the game claims, but I think it's also a fortress by its most proper definition. Guarded by Wriothesley, how would the unnamed factions of Fontaine reach in? Why else does the game repeat the fact that it's an autonomous entity, that of which even the courts of Fontaine have no hopes of influencing?

#genshin impact #genshin analysis #fontaine #fortress of meropide #wriothesley

[transfemlogan]

HAPPY....... HALLOWEEN? 🎃

Started this a few days before Halloween and couldn't finish in time or... soon enough! Happy Halloween, 3 days before Thanksgiving.

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[ID: a heavily edited drawing of Logan, Janus, and Virgil Sanders from Sanders Sides from waist up. They are standing in a doorway, Logan in front of Virgil and Virgil in front of Janus. Logan is a black man with dark curly hair tied up into a bun, with strands framing his face. He is wearing circle rimmed glasses with a glasses chain covered in stars. He has a small amount of facial hair and body hair, along with freckles and facial piercings. He is dressed up as Mrs. White from the Clue Movie 1985. He is slowly turning the doorknob and pushing the door open as he looks at Virgil. He has an angry expression on his face. Virgil is crouched slightly, holding a metal pipe over his shoulder. He has dark skin with light purple hair and is dressed up as Professor Plum. He has freckles, facial piercings, and eye gems in the shape of tears. He has a very worried expression and is looking up at Janus. Janus is holding the door frame and a flashlight above Logan's head. He is dressed up at Scarlet with a yellow feathered boa. He is a white man with long brown hair pulled into a low, loose ponytail. There is a flower tucked onto his ear. He has an annoyed expression on his face and is looking down at Logan. There is a bright, pink light coming from the bottom left corner shining up at them and a dull, blue light coming from Janus' flashlight shining at the door. There is a "shadow"-like word on the door that reads 'Clue'. There is a faint blood spatter at the bottom right corner. The entire image is very dark and has a noise overlay. /end ID]

Close-ups under cut.

[ID: three close ups of Logan's, Janus', and Virgil's faces. /end ID]

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[kraeki]

Virgil’s bun so high up always looks so wrong

#fresh trim for the game #what have you got for us capi #virgil van dijk