One time I dropped a straw down my bathroom drain. There’s a story behind this.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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trying on a metaphor
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One Nice Bug Per Day

if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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One time I dropped a straw down my bathroom drain. There’s a story behind this.
I HAVE WAITED ALL YEAR TO POST THIS
Merry (almost) Christmas to everyone who celebrates it!
Okay, I don’t think I’ve talked about this before, but I love Animal Crossing. As soon as the new one came out, I got it. I played literally every single day for 3 months because I was so obsessed.
That doesn’t really have to much to do with what I’m about to say, but whatever.
Also, this sounds like a super serious post, but it’s not. I’m just really bad at conveying emotions.
Anyways, about 2 or 3-ish weeks into playing, I went to an island because I wanted another villager. And there she was. Deena the Devil Duck™️.
I got her, but then I decided “Wow, she’s kinda rude.” So I’ve been trying to get her off my island ever since. It has been almost 7 months. She is still here. I put up a fence a few months ago. I just put up a moat around her house last week.
No, I’m not making this to try to get other people to take her. I don’t hate her (I don’t hate anyone, I know she’s just trying her best).
The point of this post is that I’m considering giving her another shot. If she still has not left by Toy Day, I will let her out of her house and talk to her for the first time in months.
I will update you all if she leaves or when Toy Day arrives!
UPDATE:
I have a visitor staying at my campsite, and it’s some cow named Norma! I love!
Now, my island is full, but I really wanted her to move in. I was all ready to select Deena to move out, but instead of the “Choose an islander to leave your island!” screen, Norma said “Francine was thinking about moving!”
So yeah, Deena is still here.
I kept my word:
She has been released.
In Place
Title: In Place
Word Count: 4274
Summary: A year later, Roman returns to the Sanders’ abode for Christmas. And maybe he’s still trying to figure out where he’s supposed to fit. Companion piece/Sequel to Homeward but can be read separately. Romantic!Parents!Logicality, familial!LAMP
Warnings: Feeling out of place. Fluff. Christmas clichés and tropes. Occasional undercurrents of angst, but it’s mostly holiday found-family fluff, tbh. Patton is Latinx in this but it’s only really mentioned in passing.
A/N: Is this chock full of clichés and tropes? Yes. Am I sorry for that? Nope. Do I have mixed feelings about how this fic actually turned out? Yep. C’est la vie. Happy holidays!
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December 23. 10:43 AM.
Roman looks over, his mouth quirking into a small, appreciative smile as Logan hands him a mug full of a steaming liquid. Roman’s folded up in the chair by the window, watching the late morning snowfall drift in large, lazy flakes towards the blanket of snow already on the ground. His first snowfall—in the middle of the night outside a broken down car with Virgil—flickers through his mind for not the first time in the past week.
Had that really been a year ago?
“Thanks, Mr. Sanders,” Roman says. A quick glance and deep inhale of the contents of the mug indicate it is coffee. He takes a tentative sip, an odd and unexpected note of affection squeezing his chest as he realizes that they remembered his usual of three spoonfuls of sugar.
Logan inclines his head. “You are welcome.” He has a mug in his own hand—and the faint scent of coffee drifts in the air around them. “How did you sleep?”
“Long,” Roman replies with a sheepish smile. “But it was good.”
The corner of Logan’s mouth twitches in something like amusement. “Still not as long as Virgil.” He glances towards the stairs and shakes his head.
Roman laughs a little. Virgil had yet to emerge from his room today. The college student quickly brushes the bangs falling into his eyes back into his hair. The brief moment of calm is interrupted by the sound of music drifting into the living room from the kitchen: a song that Roman recognizes as soon as the trumpet line kicks in, even before the lyrics.
“Feliz navidad. Feliz navidad. Feliz navidad, prospero año y Felicidad.”
Patton suddenly appears from around the kitchen doorway, dancing and singing along into a whisk. He’s in blue pajama pants and a gray t-shirt with a cartoon cat on the front. Roman can’t help the smile that breaks across his face, and though Logan rolls his eyes as Patton dances his way towards him, the spark of affection is evident. Almost as if it’s routine, Logan sets his mug of black coffee down on the side table right before Patton grabs his hand and pulls him into a dance in the middle of the living room.
Roman sips his own drink and watches them. Patton continues to sing in Spanish, and Logan matches his dancing at every step. Roman thinks it might be salsa. Or merengue. He doesn’t remember much from his dance lesson days. Logan and Patton, though, are actually…. Quite good.
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Homeward
Title: Homeward
Word Count: 10,636
Summary: All Virgil wants is to be home with his dads for Christmas Eve. With his flight canceled, he’ll do whatever he can to make that happen: even accept a ride from a classmate he barely knows. Human AU. Platonic Prinxiety, Background!Parents!Logicality.
Warnings: cursing, some angst, homesickness in drove, homophobia mention, brief discussion of foster care, puns and other shenanigans, car troubles, unsafe driving behaviors (please don’t drive when sleep deprived, friends!), lying, crying, arguing, please let me know if I missed anything.
A/N: Oof, friends. I started this fanfic before Thanksgiving, and only now finished it. It is my longest TS fic to date (yikes, over 10k? Sorry mobile users who’ll get spammed with the length of this fic on first posting). I actually really enjoyed writing it, though, even if it did give me fits at times. I really, really hope you all enjoy it, and that the wait was worth it. I would love to know what you think. ^u^ Happy holidays! <3 Edited by yours truly, so all mistakes are mine.
Edit: Formatting issues warranted me trying to post this again. Sorry for the double notif! <3
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December 23rd - 6:04 PM.
Virgil Sanders feels his stomach sink as he stares at the email on his phone.
He’s gripping the device in fingers that are stiff and red from the cold air as he stands outside the university’s Humanities building. The cold, biting December air stings in his nostrils, and Virgil tucks his nose into the thick black scarf wrapped around his neck. The few students still on campus hurriedly rush across the plaza to duck out of the freezing, unforgiving cold and into the warmth of the buildings.
Virgil, on the other hand, feels rooted to the spot. He swipes down to refresh his inbox as if the airline might send him an email with the subject line of “hey, we were just kidding!”
Anything but the “Flight GW8102 Canceled” subject line, and the offer for a refund with the explanation that the next two days have flights completely booked.
Tis the season, Virgil thinks bitterly, his stomach churning. His chest clenches against the cold air.
Maybe he’s overreacting, but the realization that Virgil won’t be home for Christmas makes his throat close up and his eyes burn. He grits his teeth and resists the urge to hurl his phone through the campus square. He has to go home. The first time he has a real family and home to spend Christmas with, and he’d be trapped on campus with nobody. Alone.
This year was supposed to be different. Virgil hadn’t spent a Christmas alone—or feeling like it—since Logan and Patton had taken him in when he was fifteen-almost-sixteen as a foster kid. He was seventeen when they asked if he’d like to be adopted.
This would be his first Christmas as a real, legal Sanders. And now he wouldn’t even get to spend it with his dads.
Virgil clenches his jaw shut and shakes his head. “Unbelievable,” he mutters under his breath. “Just perfect.”
“Everything Gucci?” a distantly familiar voice speaks up.
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It’s that time of year!
Countdown To Christmas
“This will be short,” I said. “Won’t take me more than I day,” I said. “Help it’s been four days and four thousand words,” I said.
Ships: Human AU Prinxiety and Logicality
Warnings: Swearing, food mentions, and a couple lines of dialogue in all caps.
Word Count: 4,379
Tags: @wannabedisneyprincess @notafeeling
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“Roman, you’re being ridiculous.”
“Logan, I’m a romantic!” Roman yelled, twirling himself around and laying his arm across his forehead dramatically. “It’s in my nature to put mistletoe on every nook and cranny of this house!”
“Geez, Romano, at this point I’d almost say you have a crush,” Virgil teased, looking up from his video game.
“How DARE you!” Roman scoffed. “This has NOTHING to do with me!”
“I find that hard to believe.”
“Kiddos, play nice,” Patton said, as he emerged from the kitchen. His face was dusted with a combination of freckles and dry cookie mix. His casual attire was covered with a lacy pink apron that Virgil had jokingly bought him a few years back. Roman smirked at the smile that was creeping onto Logan’s face.
Logan was always subtle about his emotions. HIs cheeks rose slowly, creating dents and creases around his face. His jaw would slowly drop and his teeth would separate. Logan smiled at a small number of things. He smiled proudly after doing something right. He smiled when he learned new things. But most notably of all, he absolutely lit up when Patton entered the room.
Did Roman promise not to meddle with things after Patton confessed to him about his crush on Logan? Yes.
Was Roman meddling right now?
Define: “Meddling.”
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One of my favorite Christmas stories!!
an important lesson about making mistakes:
you can still get a cookie
How does a robot eat a cookie?
I think you misunderstand mailbot’s intentions
gummy lamas
And the less talented brothers
what do you mean less talented, that one can fly
a little bit old art, I started drawing them in July but finally finished just now 😌 Anyway can u guess who I drew first and who last? I'm curious if my style even changed for this time
I LOVE THIS!!
A Different Side of Hogwarts
arnings: Siblings picking on each other, swearing, anxiety
Word Count: ~1.7k
Pairings: Platonic LAMP at the moment, Pre-Romantic Reston
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Chapter 3
The familiar sounds of Platform 9 ¾ filled the air as soon as Patton passed through the wall. He couldn’t help but smile as he saw the Hogwarts Express. The train that would be taking him to another year of fun!
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STOP! Let the little penguin cross your dash he has places to go.
I just sat here and waited for a pixel penguin to waddle across my screen, AND I WOULD DO IT AGAIN
I did too. Very cute penguin
Okay, I don’t think I’ve talked about this before, but I love Animal Crossing. As soon as the new one came out, I got it. I played literally every single day for 3 months because I was so obsessed.
That doesn’t really have to much to do with what I’m about to say, but whatever.
Also, this sounds like a super serious post, but it’s not. I’m just really bad at conveying emotions.
Anyways, about 2 or 3-ish weeks into playing, I went to an island because I wanted another villager. And there she was. Deena the Devil Duck™️.
I got her, but then I decided “Wow, she’s kinda rude.” So I’ve been trying to get her off my island ever since. It has been almost 7 months. She is still here. I put up a fence a few months ago. I just put up a moat around her house last week.
No, I’m not making this to try to get other people to take her. I don’t hate her (I don’t hate anyone, I know she’s just trying her best).
The point of this post is that I’m considering giving her another shot. If she still has not left by Toy Day, I will let her out of her house and talk to her for the first time in months.
I will update you all if she leaves or when Toy Day arrives!
UPDATE:
I have a visitor staying at my campsite, and it’s some cow named Norma! I love!
Now, my island is full, but I really wanted her to move in. I was all ready to select Deena to move out, but instead of the “Choose an islander to leave your island!” screen, Norma said “Francine was thinking about moving!”
So yeah, Deena is still here.
What I Want To Be
AKA Logicality, featuring Roman.
{Masterlist}
Summary: When Trevor ruins the musical, there's only one himbo who can save the show.
Ships: Background (not really) Logicality. I guess platonic everyone.
Warnings: Swearing, mad Logan (so basically just lots of yelling), I'm really mean to an OC (rip Trevor), loss of voice. Tell me if I need to add anything else!
Thanks to @irritating-lady-knight and my discord server for beta reading and helping edit!
General Taglist: @decadentscissorsapricotdeputy @resident-crow-goth @thefingergunsgirl @theantisocialghost @foreverfangirlalways @emo--nightmaree @moxy--sanders101 @quinnthequeer @gattonero17 @trashno0dle @tranquil-space-ninja @artsy-enby09 @lugooble @sander-crossing @disney-princess-patton @sleepyysoot @hi-its-tutty @lookingforaplacetosleep @sarcasmremovedsoul @corkeecoderyt
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Okay, I don’t think I’ve talked about this before, but I love Animal Crossing. As soon as the new one came out, I got it. I played literally every single day for 3 months because I was so obsessed.
That doesn’t really have to much to do with what I’m about to say, but whatever.
Also, this sounds like a super serious post, but it’s not. I’m just really bad at conveying emotions.
Anyways, about 2 or 3-ish weeks into playing, I went to an island because I wanted another villager. And there she was. Deena the Devil Duck™️.
I got her, but then I decided “Wow, she’s kinda rude.” So I’ve been trying to get her off my island ever since. It has been almost 7 months. She is still here. I put up a fence a few months ago. I just put up a moat around her house last week.
No, I’m not making this to try to get other people to take her. I don’t hate her (I don’t hate anyone, I know she’s just trying her best).
The point of this post is that I’m considering giving her another shot. If she still has not left by Toy Day, I will let her out of her house and talk to her for the first time in months.
I will update you all if she leaves or when Toy Day arrives!
:,)
The Woes Of An Emo
Summary: It's about time they figure this out. All it took was a mental breakdown.
Warnings: Mental breakdown, swearing, crying, miscommunication, confusion, kissing. Tell me if I need to add anything else!
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Chapter 8: Oh That Took Way Too Long.
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This fic is finished!!!!! Thank y'all for being a part of it!
Wonderful ending!! I was all over the place while reading this! This was truly a job well done!!
Happy blushing purple boy