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Happy birthday, Thomas! 💙❤️🩵💜
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Happy birthday, Patton!!
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Happy birthday, Virgil!
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Sanders Sides Ship acrostics!
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Happy birthday, Logan!
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Happy birthday, Roman!
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Happy birthday, Thomas!
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Just a super random Moodboard I made for Remy and how he makes me feel. Because you never know when he’s going to show up next and to me that’s the best part!
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An off-the-cuff fanfic that I’m posting now because it’s late and I’m sleepy and I feel like annoying people.
“Hey girl, up late again?”
Logan looked up from the pile of notes he had on his desk but didn’t bother turning around as he groaned, “What now, Remy?”
Remy invited himself into the room and sat down on Logan’s bed. “I’m just saying, you’re up late! You should get to bed soon.”
“I’ve got work to do. We’ve been over this before.”
“Are you sure?” Remy said, fluffing one of Logan’s pillows. “Because this bed sure looks…comfy.”
“Yes, and I will enjoy a nice sleep much more when I know that I’ve earned it,” Logan insisted. “Now leave me alone.”
“Aw, come on,” Remy sulked. “It’s not like I’m an extra slice of pie. Sleep isn’t a reward, it’s something you need.”
Logan just shook his head and hunched over his books. Remy got up and moved in front of him.
“Alright, tell you what. If you can go five minutes without showing any signs of being tired, I’ll leave you alone. Deal?” He stuck his hand out.
Logan raised his eyebrows. “Fine, deal.” They shook on it.
Remy gave a mischievous smile. “Excellent. Now, how about I tell you a nice story before bedtime?”
Logan’s eyes widened in realization, but he had no choice–they had shaken on it. “Okay, fine. What’s your story?”
Remy cleared his throat dramatically. “Once upon a time, there was a yawning princess who lived in yawning castle located in a kingdom where everyone did nothing but yawn all day. One day, the yawning dragon of Yawn came up to her and challenged her to a yawning contest. The yawning dragon of Yawn told the girl, ‘If you can give off a bigger yawn than I can, you can have all my gold.’ The girl agreed to the challenge, and opened her mouth wide. She took a deep breath and yawned the biggest yawn she’d ever yawned in her life. This yawn was such a big yawn that the Yawning dragon of Yawn had no choice but to forfeit and run away for good. And you know what the yawning princess from the yawning kingdom did when she won the yawning contest?”
“She fell asleep?” said Logan, who was taking deep breaths but hadn’t caved just yet.
“Aww, you must have heard this story from Roman,” Remy said with a pout. “But yeah, she did. Say, what’s the science behind yawning anyway? I’m sure you know all about that. Why don’t you tell me? I think it’s fascinating, really.”
Logan sighed. “It’s completely unnecessary. It only exists because our brains are not getting enough oxygen when we’re tired and we have the uncontrollable urge to get more. It’s also contagious because it affects the brain’s mirror neurons. It’s not that complicated.”
“Oh wow, I was wrong. That actually is boring…no offense,” Remy began, and for the first time that night began to yawn right in front of Logan–as loudly as he could.
Logan clapped his hand over his mouth and giggled nervously. But Remy just kept standing there, yawning more extravagantly each time.
Logan looked at the clock. He still had half a minute left. He turned away from Remy and drummed his fingers, but his breathing was getting quicker and more shallow.
Finally, with less than ten seconds to go, he caved. Remy cheered.
“Yes, I win! I got you to yawn!” He drew back Logan’s covers. “Now go to bed.”
Reluctantly, Logan complied. A bet was a bet, after all.
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If you yawned you have to reblog this, it’s the law. Not really, but I hope this amused some people! Anyways, it’s 11:30 where I am right now, so goodnight everyone!
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Sleep is back
I’m so thrilled
For a second I thought he’d been killed
Sleep is back
Though he’s lost
Yes, he’s back–hooray!
But at what cost?
Though our boy’s hard to hate,
He’s the reason Thomas stays up late
And when push comes to shove,
We won’t let insomnia destroy the splendid man we love!
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I don’t know if anyone remembers that rap battle I started that takes place after CLBG and had ended on a cliffhanger after Part 3…but five years after the fact, it’s done! :P
Happy birthday, Janus!
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We Don’t Talk About Janus
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An off-the-cuff fanfic that I’m posting now because it’s late and I’m sleepy and I feel like annoying people.
“Hey girl, up late again?”
Logan looked up from the pile of notes he had on his desk but didn’t bother turning around as he groaned, “What now, Remy?”
Remy invited himself into the room and sat down on Logan’s bed. “I’m just saying, you’re up late! You should get to bed soon.”
“I’ve got work to do. We’ve been over this before.”
“Are you sure?” Remy said, fluffing one of Logan’s pillows. “Because this bed sure looks…comfy.”
“Yes, and I will enjoy a nice sleep much more when I know that I’ve earned it,” Logan insisted. “Now leave me alone.”
“Aw, come on,” Remy sulked. “It’s not like I’m an extra slice of pie. Sleep isn’t a reward, it’s something you need.”
Logan just shook his head and hunched over his books. Remy got up and moved in front of him.
“Alright, tell you what. If you can go five minutes without showing any signs of being tired, I’ll leave you alone. Deal?” He stuck his hand out.
Logan raised his eyebrows. “Fine, deal.” They shook on it.
Remy gave a mischievous smile. “Excellent. Now, how about I tell you a nice story before bedtime?”
Logan’s eyes widened in realization, but he had no choice–they had shaken on it. “Okay, fine. What’s your story?”
Remy cleared his throat dramatically. “Once upon a time, there was a yawning princess who lived in yawning castle located in a kingdom where everyone did nothing but yawn all day. One day, the yawning dragon of Yawn came up to her and challenged her to a yawning contest. The yawning dragon of Yawn told the girl, ‘If you can give off a bigger yawn than I can, you can have all my gold.’ The girl agreed to the challenge, and opened her mouth wide. She took a deep breath and yawned the biggest yawn she’d ever yawned in her life. This yawn was such a big yawn that the Yawning dragon of Yawn had no choice but to forfeit and run away for good. And you know what the yawning princess from the yawning kingdom did when she won the yawning contest?”
“She fell asleep?” said Logan, who was taking deep breaths but hadn’t caved just yet.
“Aww, you must have heard this story from Roman,” Remy said with a pout. “But yeah, she did. Say, what’s the science behind yawning anyway? I’m sure you know all about that. Why don’t you tell me? I think it’s fascinating, really.”
Logan sighed. “It’s completely unnecessary. It only exists because our brains are not getting enough oxygen when we’re tired and we have the uncontrollable urge to get more. It’s also contagious because it affects the brain’s mirror neurons. It’s not that complicated.”
“Oh wow, I was wrong. That actually is boring…no offense,” Remy began, and for the first time that night began to yawn right in front of Logan–as loudly as he could.
Logan clapped his hand over his mouth and giggled nervously. But Remy just kept standing there, yawning more extravagantly each time.
Logan looked at the clock. He still had half a minute left. He turned away from Remy and drummed his fingers, but his breathing was getting quicker and more shallow.
Finally, with less than ten seconds to go, he caved. Remy cheered.
“Yes, I win! I got you to yawn!” He drew back Logan’s covers. “Now go to bed.”
Reluctantly, Logan complied. A bet was a bet, after all.
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If you yawned you have to reblog this, it’s the law. Not really, but I hope this amused some people! Anyways, it’s 11:30 where I am right now, so goodnight everyone!
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Happy very, VERY belated birthday, Remy!
In all seriousness…I got a bit burnt out from trying to finish this, and eventually I swore off going on Tumblr altogether (except for other projects that were for a specific date). But honestly, I feel better now, and I’m truly looking forward to getting back in the swing of things. 💙
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Happy birthday, Patton!
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Happy birthday, Virgil!
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Happy birthday, Logan!!!
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