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southern--downpour · 23 days
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Happy kralie day idk if I’m gonna finish this in time so have the thumbnail I scribbled
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romantichore · 1 year
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IT'S OVER BABY LET'S GOOOOOOO
BYE FASCIST CUNT HOPE YOU GO STRAIGHT TO JAIL
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romantichore-blog · 2 years
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idk man sometimes i wake up and like. i ship it. i ship that, too. oh that? ship it. 'ah but you can't ship your character with so many canon characters' i ship it. 'why would you ship your own characters with each other when there are so many out there' s h i p
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robertdownerjunior · 1 year
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since people don't know about them, let's talk about sex-repulsed allosexual people.
first of all, asexuality is experiencing little to no sexual attraction. they can have a libido, read smut, and partake in kinky stuff. they just experience little to no attraction to people sexually.
with this logic, sex-repulsed allo people are just people who don't want to have sex. they can experience the attraction part, they just don't really want to partake in the sex part. this can also be caused by trauma stuff, but it could also just be people not wanting to have sex, even with the attraction.
just like how asexual people can be sex-favorable, allosexual people can be sex repulsed.
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ronancebyler · 6 months
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rewatching season one really makes me see how will's right, mike is the heart.
he's the one who insisted to look for will to hopper.
he's the one who convinced lucas, and dustin by proxy, to ignore the adults and look for will.
he is the one who brings up the fact that el is scared and hurt while lucas and dustin are yelling.
all these examples are within ep 1 and the first fourty seconds of episode two. mike was always the heart. he just lost his way after outside expectations. at the end of the day, he is the care and love and protection of the group.
of course mike is going to date el even if it doesn't make him happy. of course he's going to conform to ideals of the outside world. all he wants are for his friends to be happy, so he'll conform to the expectations of what the outside world says he should want, what his friends think he wants, what el wants. fuck, even what he thinks will wants, since the painting. he is the perfect victim for comphet, because it was never about him. it was always about his friends.
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thedrifter143 · 3 months
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Something I noticed about Corporate Clash's Kudos managers is a somewhat running theme of isolation.
-Brian, locked himself in the Schoolhouse Basement.
-Misty, sits on the edge of a dock alone.
-Prester, unbearable to most of his colleagues and talking shit about Diane on top of a tower.
-Cathal, isolating in the secondary sellbot tower to avoid working and observing his dad.
-Chip, Isolating due to his work and the Override which has made him terrifying to his colleagues.
-Graham and Dave despite being performers are locked off from other suits they would work with, because Graham is also insufferable and Dave is much more important.
-Cosmo running a pizza place to hide his shadier work for the company.
I dunno this came to me and it feels important. Thoughts?
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loganslowdown4 · 7 days
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Virgil: Logan, can I ask you something?
Logan: Sure.
Virgil: Can you tell me what an “incorrect quote” is?
Logan: Probably this.
Virgil: Oh. Should we… be telling a joke or something?
Logan: Most likely. However the author is all out of ideas at the moment.
Virgil: Damn.
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warnadudenexttime · 23 days
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I love analogical
In the way that (ok many different ways BUT)
It’s a ship of
Putting two such awkward, not socialable (more so virgil) people
In a room
And seeing what happens HWJAJS
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abadarkade · 7 months
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ANALOGICAL CRUMBS THIS IS WHAT I NEEDED TODAY
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analogicalreasoning · 3 months
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Another Logan ramble!!!
Logan has trouble expressing his emotions, even though sometimes he may want to (which is rare. maybe). He can't say the words "I love you" at all, even outside of literal physical means. Therefore, he opts for more easily achievable means, such as words of affirmation (albeit skewed with scientific ramblings) and acts of service (albeit skewed with his own biases).
Teaching is his love language, so his acts of service and words of affirmation would be anything related to that. He would teach Virgil how to calm himself down from an anxiety attack if he were ever alone, or try his best to teach Patton about the philosophies of morality in more bite sized accessible pieces, or teach Roman about the more accurate realities of Shakespearian poetry. His self proclaimed version of love is more pride than anything, but when Logan cares about you, he wants to teach you and share his knowledge with you.
Of course, when Logan does want to express his feelings in the traditional sense, he's very stiff about it. He can't say he loves someone without sounding like a robot. Plus, he can't flirt for shit. It could be a result of him hardly having those feelings if we're thinking him to be the literal embodiment of Logic, or him just being inexperienced/finding those emotions unnecessary. Who knows!! He's certainly very ecstatic about Crofters ;]
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authorgirl0131 · 4 months
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Chase The Cold Away
When Janus gets back to the dark side of the mind palace, he assumes this is going to be another Christmas spent alone and cold. His boyfriends, Virgil and Roman, won't let that happen.
@prince-rowan-of-the-forest, here it is! Sorry it's so late. @sanderssidesgiftxchange
Yet another Christmas Eve Janus knew he was going to spend freezing.
He kicked the door to the Dark side of the mind palace closed to keep the worst of the wind out, cursing Remus for insisting the snow be realistically cold. They were all constructs in a mental realm, why on Earth did they have to listen to the rules of nature? Especially when one of those rules made going outside such an ordeal?
Despite his shivering and his exhaustion, he managed to take his boots and outer layers off at the door and put them in the right places before he all but sprinted up to his room, where his heated bed was waiting for him. He’d spend the rest of his night under a heated blanket on top of a heated bed to keep the cold at bay.
It wasn’t like he had anything else to do.
Remus would be with the Light sides this year, finally enjoying his mending relationship with his brother at their family Christmas. Janus was happy for him, of course. Esthatic, even. Nevermind that he hadn’t been invited. Nevermind that his loves, Roman and Virgil, would be spending their Christmas at an event they couldn’t bother to invite him to. Nevermind that Janus would be spending his Christmas completely and utterly alone. It was fine.
Everything was fine.
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Where was Janus?
Virgil had spent the past few hours at the Christmas party getting progressively antsier, anxiously eyeing the door to the Dark half of the mind palace. His gift from Roman, a dark purple silicon feather chew necklace, quickly found use, him worrying it over his lips at his eyes kept returning to the only undisturbed pile of presents under the tree, the ones for Janus. The party was nearly over, but the snake side still hadn’t made his appearance. Why? Was he sick? He knew Janus had been outside earlier, had the cold-blooded side overdone it and hurt himself?
As the party started to wind down and Virgil’s anxiety started to hit a fever pitch, Roman finally found the opportunity to squeeze the anxious side’s free hand. “Go check on Janus, love.” Despite the worry Virgil could feel Roman hiding, the creative side smiled jokingly. “He still has to open one of his presents.”
Thank the gods.
After giving Roman a quick kiss, Virgil sank out to Janus’s room.
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“Janus?”
Virgil’s beautiful voice woke Janus just as he was starting to drift off. He couldn’t find it in himself to even pretend to be frustrated as he turned over to see the emo standing in his room, clearly having teleported instead of using the door. Maybe he was just cold and tired, but he’d never been happier to see someone. 
Seeing he was awake, Virgil sat on the bed with a small smile. “Hey there, Snake-Face. Cold?”
“You have no idea.” The heated blanket and heating pad hadn’t yet managed to get the cold from earlier out of his bones. 
“That why you weren’t at the party?” Virgil laid down as Janus scooted back to make room for him, slipping under the blankets to hug Janus tightly.
Janus frowned even as he got as close to Virgil as possible, enjoying his boyfriend’s warmth. “I wasn’t invited.”
“Wasn’t invited?” Virgil repeated, confused. “Of course you were invited, Jay. Did you seriously think we were planning a party you weren’t allowed to join right in front of you?”
“I don’t know why you’re so surprised, my dark and stormy Knight,” Both of them flinched in surprise at Roman’s voice, warm with affection and rich with amusement. Virgil pat the space behind Janus on the bed, inviting Roman to join them. Roman quickly moved to do so, laying behind Janus and wrapping his long, strong arms around both of them, pulling them close. “You thought the same thing for two years. I guess we learned nothing-” Roman smiled apologetically into Janus’s hair, “As we forgot again to make it clear that someone was invited.”
“I was invited?” Even though he couldn’t really believe it, Janus felt warm joy flood his chest. He hadn’t been forgotten, they’d just assumed he knew.
“Of course you were, dear.” Roman hugged the two tighter, sandwiching Janus between the two in the best way. The warmth was chasing the cold away, their love chasing away the upset he hadn’t been letting himself feel. “You’re always welcome to join us.”
“We can talk about it later,” Virgil promised, bringing one hand down to squeeze Janus’s hip. “For now, I think our Janus needs some sleep.”
He did. He’d been pushing himself these past few days, contributing to a Christmas party he’d thought he wasn’t allowed to attend. Now, after the cold and the warmth that now chased the chill out of his bones, he could barely keep his eyes open. He sighed happily, aching eyes finally slipping closed. “Keep me warm?”
Virgil pressed a small kiss to the top of Janus’s head as Roman squeezed the two again. “Always.”
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southern--downpour · 8 months
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found a VHS tape from 2004 in the art department at my college, I give it a 50/50 its either blank or im about to become a horror webseries protagonist
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sluggerbot-2-5 · 2 years
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Spoilers for "Can plushies improve our health?" Sanders sides episode
Not Sanders trying to pull a fast one on me. Oh my gosh!! We got a glimpse of their bedrooms in a normal setting!
Okay so first up
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A couple things to note:
He has Virgils Christmas card on the wall above his bed which melted me.
On his bedside there's a plate with two cookies on it. His "second cookie". For when he's feeling dangerous
Roman
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I love the "adventure is out there" poster. I always thought he'd have something like that.
ALL THE DEPICTIONS OF HIMSELF IN HIS ROOM. Figurines, pictures, and now the fucking plushy. Oh my goodness/pos
Remus stealing one of his stars at the bottom
There's a quick little line of dust in the air, like a trail of Pixie dust. Maybe a fairy. I mean 💅 pop off.
Virgil
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The "days since total disaster" sign. Love that
He's got what looks like his computer open to a music video with lyrics. Most likely MCR
He has a green day shirt. Oh my god
There's a spider plushie on his table🥺
And finally. Logan
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This
I am going to fucking cry.
He put all of them together and it simultaneously melts me and hurts at the same time.
There's the other things like the doctor who figurine and his jam in the background
And if I'm not mistaken, that's Roman's screenplay with the stars on his desk
But yeah, those are the things I noticed and wanted to talk about.
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romantichore-blog · 2 years
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professor said we should work with something we’re passionate about this semester so we’re thinking of an app for fanfic readers. he can fight me if he wants
now, part of the creation is analyzing competition. I have since found:
goodreads has a “fanfiction” genre, but I’ve only found it on the website, not the app
wattpad is a nightmare to use
there’s an “unofficial” ao3 app called ao3 tracker but... it just... opens ao3? with an ad at the bottom, basically
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robertdownerjunior · 8 months
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ineffable bureaucracy is to ineffable husbands the way fizzmodeus is to stolitz
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ronancebyler · 5 months
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gonna make this clear for anyone on my blog.
i do not support Zionism. i do not support noah schnapp. if you do, get the fuck out of my blog.
that is all.
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