(There is a see-through glass shower door unless otherwise specified)
Patton: Hey Lo do you know where the pancake mix is?
Logan, used to this, casually shampooing his hair: Behind the mixing bowls in the corner cabinet
Patton: Awesome, thank you. Second question: do you want pancakes?
Logan: Yes, thank you
Patton: Hey R—
Roman: *unholy shrieking*
Patton: Stop screaming it's just me— do you want pancakes?
Patton: Hey J—
Janus, soaking in the bathtub, unfortunately without convenient bubbles, as snakes do: …
Patton, turning red: I— I'll ask later—
Patton: Hey Virge! Do you want pancakes?
Virgil, invisible behind a black shower curtain: Yes, please.
Patton: Hey, Remus, do you want pancakes for breakfast?
Remus, showering fully clothed: Oh I'm always a slut for pancakes
Patton, internally: I need Logan's cards
Remus has started a 'two peas in an odd pod' friendship with Virgil, and Roman has started a rivalry with Virgil!
I have started a (mobile) sims game
Patton and Janus are fiancés, Janus is a barista, Patton is a chef with a cooking hobby, they're planning on having a kid (either Remus or Roman but hopefully both)
They're going to raise all the sides (like in my fic, Supposed To Be A Family, I have no shame adding that, link's in my pinned post)
Roman, starting Daydream Mode: Thomas may I please have full creative control? Pretty-please? I'll help you come up with the best idea ever! *flutters eyelashes*
Remus, starting Nightmare Mode: BEDTIME BITCH *knocks out Roman* ITS TIME TO MENTALLY SCAR THOMAS
'Daydream Mode' is when Roman has full creative control, right? So I'm just imagining like:
Remus, ranting to Janus: —as long as their beak fits through, the entire rest of them, because that's the only solid part, can squish through—
Remus: *suddenly collapses without warning*
Janus, flipping the page of his book unconcernedly: Someone must have turned on Daydream mode.
Virgil: (glances at Logan's computer that he left on)
A random google document:
Me: (stays in the bath for .7 seconds too long)
My fingertips: This is It, boys. We shall Revert Back to The Ways of underwater. We shall never see The Surface again.
Virgil: ...
Virgil: Hey Lo have you ever heard of Tumblr—
Remus, clothes shopping: These pants make me feel like Harry Styles, but not in a fun & sexy way.
Patton: What?
Logan: They're too bunchy around the hip/thigh area, got it.
Remus: Yeah, I don't have the hips for these.
(Several days later)
Remus, shooting up in the middle of the night: THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HIGH-RISE!
JUST FINISHED LUKA AND MY GOD WHY AM I CRYING OVER FISH BOYS
So sometimes I write stuff I want to remember or check on later in my notes at night, but then I wake up and don't remember what they mean, anyway I have a note that just says this now:
We can't do this forever.
I know, I know.
Someone's going to get hurt.
I know, I know!
So does anyone know what that's from?
(Most of the stuff I write down is song lyrics/tiktok sounds/dan and phil quotes so it's likely one of those)
Quackity: Hola a todos este es mi mejor amigo Bad, le encanta jurar y decir cosas como chingas, enséñale algunas palabrotas en Español—
Quackity también: ¡Ay, dios mío, Dan, lo siento mucho! ¡Olvidé que hiciste contenido familiar y ahora todos estamos jurando! ! ¡Tu imagen! ¡Lo siento mucho!
Verdaderamente la dualidad del hombre
Perler Bead Animal Sides!
I was hanging out with my little cousin and we were doing crafts together, so ofc, this is what I did XD Can you tell Janus was the freeform one?
The twins have been beaned! Virgil is half-beaned and I am now out of beans, I must get more to complete my quest
Patterns: cut
Colors: matched
Bois: pinned together
Reference boi: ready
Special eyes for the special boi: Ready
“Patton two-point-oh-my-god.” (When Patton gets a punk makeover)
In his corner of the garage, Virgil started snapping. His hands were up by his ears as he did, and he was grinning, seemingly in his own little world.
(I just realized— we’re all in the community, aren't we? Well, I don't know about Virgil.) Virgil’s snapping had stopped, but now he was rocking back and forth on his heels. “I’m gay. And trans, actually.”
“Looks like you gotta rap now, man. I don't make the rules.”
“Yikes, man. Er— sorry, is it alright if I call you that?”
"At school, to defend my hiding behind layers and black clothing, I pretended to be goth or emo ..."
”Do you want to kiss?” (Who?) "Me."
“I’m scared of someone finding out my deadname and using it. Any time I hear it, I just freeze up ..."
"I’m not really accepted in a lot of trans spaces, because I don't want surgery or HRT. I just… Identify as a guy. That's not enough, apparently."
He/they (both equally good)I love asks, requests, general interaction, and stuff like that!Mostly various fandom stuff, I'm just having a good time and enjoying myselfI hope I can make you smile :)
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