I am the sands.

Original Content blog for @sweetcarcino smile emoji. 

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@connie-fricking-maheswaran said i could draw her (him? genderswaps yall. strange.)

and then a very small @connor-maheswaran

[promptcenter]

Person A: "Hey, I'm still talking to you!"

Person B: "And I'm still ignoring you."

[sandsof-time]

It’s been ages since I’ve written something, so here, take a modern fantasy universe.

Fandom: N/A Ship: N/A Characters: My ocs Sullivan the half-dragon, and Melody and Quinton the humans. TW: N/A

Quinton really knew how to keep talking, didn’t he? He just droned on and on, like a pastor going on about avoiding mortal sin; emotionally monotone, passionate but dry, if that made sense. “You need to realize, it is dangerous for you to go outside. People around here are only just starting to accept the satyrs and such from the forest, how the hell do you expect them to accept you?” Crossing his arms tightly, Quinton narrowed his eyes in realization. “Are you even listening to me?” Sullivan flipped his tail in the human’s face dismissively, exhaling through a throat rumble, giving the breath a growl-like tone. Quinton slapped the tail away, voice rising indignantly. “Hey, I’m still talking to you!” “And I’m still ignoring you.” Sullivan rolled his yellow eyes and laying down on the floor at the human’s feet, tapping his clawed fingers on the gray tile. “Look, Quill. I understand. You’re worried about me getting burned at the stake, or something. Here’s the thing.” Sullivan’s bright eyes flicked up to Quinton’s annoyed face. “I really don’t care. If anybody wants to cause trouble, I’ll slice them. I have claws for a reason.” Quinton stomped a foot, fuming. “God, you’re so ignorant! You can’t do that, they’ll kill you!” The half-dragon stretched on the floor, flexing his claws and flipping his head to toss the hair out of his face. “Have you met the people in this town? They won’t do anything. They’re too passive.” Quinton opened his mouth to respond, then closed it again when he heard the creak of the front door opening. Instead of shooting back a retort, the human just shoved his foot into Sullivan’s side, flipping the now-hissing half-dragon onto his back. Turning to look to where the approaching footsteps were coming from, Quinton was greeted by a smiling face coming around the hallway’s corner. Melody had a wide grin on her face and many grocery bags in her arms. As she walked up to the quarreling pair, her eyes went from the indignantly hissing half-dragon to the human and back again. Her grin turned into a half-smile, and she sighed. “Were you arguing with him again?” Quinton threw his hands up in exasperation. “I was not arguing! I was simply telling him about how dangerous it is to go outside, being who he is!” “Oh, so that’s why he looks bored to death.” Below them, Sullivan cackled. Before Quinton could retort, Melody shoved some of her grocery bags into his arms. “Don’t try to argue. We all know that your lectures could snooze a gold dragon in five flat seconds.” “It’s not lecturing, it’s-” “It’s lecturing. Now leave Sullivan alone, and let’s go put up these groceries.”

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i was forcefully shoved back into the Five Nights At Freddy’s fandom (and then went through all three Dayshift At Freddy’s games) and now i have this boy. his name is Sal, and I love him.

[sandsof-time]

Logan/Logic Things

(Because I love Sanders Sides Pt. 4)

-In a Human AU, his full name is Logan Mendel. He has no middle name.

-He has dark brown eyes, because he doesn’t see the point in looking immensely different from Thomas.

-Though he doesn’t express his emotions, if you watch his facial expressions closely, they easily betray what he’s feeling.

-Logan secretly enjoys the foolish make-believe that Roman forces him to do. it helps him let out his pent up emotions. Logan doesn’t realize, but Roman knows that it helps the logical side, which is why they do it at least once a week.

-Logan is the only one of the sides who can perfectly rap Guns and Ships.

-Logan got mistaken for a cryptid when Virgil walked into the kitchen at night and only saw his silhouette eating crofters in the dark. He’s the Crofters Cryptid.

( By the way, join the Sides Of Insanity discord! )

( https://discord.gg/GGF2QQX )

[kaelio]

A persons fanfic tells you a lot about them, i , a fanfic writer, realize in terror

[celebrimbor-of-eregion]

Send me asks with your assumptions about me based on my fanfics.

[thatawfulgoat]

This sounds fun. I’m still laid up in bed with a broken leg so honestly I’m here for any asks y'all wanna send. I can’t answer with art right away, but headcanons, fic questions, etc. are A-OK.

[aravenwriter]

Twenty One Pilots Lyrics Prompt List

The breath I saw was not my own 

We’re broken people.

You’re an angel fallen down.

What’s my problem?

You should take my life

He never really told his wife.

There is no distraction to mask what is real

I’m runnin’ for my life

You’re true and pure

I am cold, can you hear?

I’ll be back when it’s all complete

Sing it with me if you know what I’m talking about.

I will carry all your names

I’m just being dramatic 

I can’t see past my own nose

We’re dying with every breath we make 

You’ll have to come and find me.

I ponder of something terrifying

Yeah, you’re the only one who knows it

Am I screaming to an empty sky?

Tell our dad I’m sorry.

They blame it on the time.

So wash me with your water 

We’ll win, but not everyone will get out.

Death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit.

I could go out with a bang

Now is the climax to the story

I truly do have a chance

Tie a noose around your mind 

He has fallen in love.

My pride is no longer inside

You can bring the fire, I can bring the bones

I barely feel a smile deep inside me

I’ll mourn for a kid, but won’t cry for a king

And I have news for you: you must obey me.

Cover me

In time, I will leave the city

No one looks up anymore 

We all need you now.

Won’t you torture someone else’s sleep?

Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young

I’m taking over my body,

We’ll find a way to pay for it.

Exhale desire

I felt I was invincible

We can take apart our very heart and the light will set us free

Wake up, you need to make money.

Entertain my faith.

I wanted to be a better brother, better son.

You know exactly where you’re going, 

Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days

And now I just sit in silence

Could we give this some room for a new point of view?

Is it time to move our feet 

I’m standing in front of you

Your soul knows good and evil

We haven’t talked in quite some time 

You’re my pride and joy.

I have these thoughts

Where we’re from, there’s no sun

And the window sill looks really nice, right?

I’m not disrespecting what was left behind

Take the pain, ignite it.

I began to understand why God died

I’m fairly local, I’ve been around

Oh dear, I don’t know if we know why we’re here

You will never know what’s behind my skull

We’re stressed out

This doesn’t mean I lost my dream

I despise you sometimes

I want to know you. 

What I shouldn’t do I will fight

Take my hand, please lead me to the Promised Land

They know that it’s almost over

Haven’t you taken enough from me?

I’ll be right there

And then I felt chills in my bones

And he is waiting, oh, so patiently

Now, that should be celebrated

I know I haven’t been the best of sons

I’m careless when I wear my rebel clothes.

Nah, I didn’t understand a thing you said

Peace will win and fear will lose

I’m evil to the core

I’ll take the grave, please, just send them all my way

I’m so sorry, I forgot you

I can feel your breath.

I wish I found some better sounds no one’s ever heard

Won’t you go to someone else’s head?

You’ve got one time to figure it out

My friends and I, we’ve got a lot of problems.

Follow me instead 

They want to make you forget.

I hate this car that I’m driving

I’ve used up all I’ve collected

Please don’t think about why you can’t sleep in the evening

Pay some respects for the path that they paved

It probably happens at night, right?

Is that who I truly am?

What a beautiful day for making a break for it.

[sandsof-time]

Shifter Douglass, a playlist by Michael on Spotify

A playlist featuring Crywolf, NF, Coyote Kisses, and others

Shifter Douglass

Eyes Half Closed - Crywolf

Lost In The Moment - NF, Andreas Moss

Six Shooter - Coyote Kisses

The Last Of The Real Ones - Fall Out Boy

The Nights - Avicii

How Far We’ve Come - Matchbox Twenty

Old Scars / Future Hearts - All Time Low

Horns (StayLoose Remix) - Bryce Fox, StayLoose

bury a friend - Billie Eilish, Covered by NateWantsToBattle

Lose It - Oh Wonder

Migrane - Twenty One Pilots

Copycat - Vocaloid, Covered by Dima Lancaster

you should see me in a crown - Billie Eilish

Planetary [GO!] - My Chemical Romance

Intro III - NF

Killer - The Ready Set

Panic Room - Au/Ra

Animals - Maroon 5, Covered by Living In Fiction

Crossfire - Stephen

@legothehamster @jaraxrossmano 

[newtlesbian]

due to personal reasons im evil now

[whimsical-vanilla]

[randomitemdrop]

Item: Angry Eyebrows; when applied, allows a character to temporarily change their morality alignment to Evil (Law-vs-Chaos is unaffected) to use aligned items or spells or whatever. Only problem is convincing them to take them back off again

[sandsof-time]

Jaxx: *pouting at the bar, two sticky papers are on the bar*

Jaxx: *Slams their face down on the bar*

Jaxx: *sits back up, laughing manically, now Chaotic Evil*

Kara: “No.” *Rips them off*

Jaxx: *back to normal* “..... what was I doing”

[givethispromptatry]

The tunnel they had found themselves in was small and had a surprisingly low ceiling. Their heels clipped on the cobblestone flooring.

[sandsof-time]

The small, white dragonborn looked up. They could just barely make out scratches on the stone bricks above; petty graffiti that wasn’t uncommon around here. Turning to the one whom the other set of footsteps belonged to - a large half-orc woman who had to slouch down a bit to even fit through the tunnel - the little dragonborn smiled.

“We’re going to be there soon, right?”

In response, the half-orc made a noise that sounded quite like a gentle growl before speaking.

“Yes, little drag-ling. Soon we will be in our new home.”

The little dragonborn knew that they must have looked visibly worried, as the half-orc stopped and turned to them. She grinned a toothy smile at them, and put a hand on their shoulder.

“Do not worry, Jaxx. The humans and dwarves of this town are very kind. You will feel right at home.”

Jaxx smiled the same toothy smile that she did, and nodded. “Alright, Kara.”

Kara patted Jaxx on the shoulder and then took the dragonborn’s hand, continuing on.

Soon, they would be at home. A proper one. And Jaxx was totally ready to finally belong somewhere.

[teacupfulofstarshine]

BECAUSE I AM BORED

send me a ship and a word and i will write a three-sentence fluff fic about that ship and that word

PLEASE DO NOT SEND NSFW OR ANGST PROMPTS! FLUFF ONLY PLEASE! 

you CAN send in ship prompts with sympathetic deceit if you want! asks with the snek boi will be tagged “sympathetic deceit” so that people who want to avoid him can do so! 

[ironwoman359]

I want to steal Star’s idea a bit because some fluff sounds lovely right about now and I want to try and let off some steam after work.

[sandsof-time]

Writing Prompt

Your character is at a cosplay convention, dressed as a hero/someone with powers. Suddenly, the power goes out for a few seconds. When it comes back, everyone in the convention is given the powers of the character they were cosplaying as.

[sandsof-time]

LOGAN CONCEPT

(LAMPD is the assumed ship here but you can apply this to whatever the hell you want)

-Everyone assumes Logan is the least smooth, least touchy-feely side out of all of them, but it’s just a more subtle sort of touchy-feelyness.

-Virgil and Logan hang out together and a lot of the time, they’ll sit right next to each other. Occasionally, Logan will, when reading one of his books, rest himself against Virgil’s shoulder. Usually the affection he shows to him however is shown in the form of gentle touches, a bump of the elbow to get his attention or brushing Virgil’s hair out of his face to see him better, a subtle two-fingered hand hold, if the two feel like it. Virgil is usually red-faced through the whole experience.

-Patton is the one who returns the affection the most. Logan has some sort of obsession with Patton’s hair, which always seems to have straying bits, which in turn causes the logical side to carefully fix it throughout the day. Patton usually initiates the hand holding, and very recently (blame Roman), he’d been pressing quick kisses to the back of Patton’s hand. It never fails to get Patton to blush and smile.

-Roman is a more special case than the others. Though it is gentle for the most part, the affection is more sudden than the others’, usually shown through quick pecks on the cheek or, on the rare occasion that Roman does initiate it with Logan, more passionate but equally short kisses to the lips. Roman can usually keep his composure, but when Logan pulled Roman closer to him by the waist while going over the map of Roman’s kingdom that he’d composed, the royal side couldn't help but go red.

-Deceit was the most tentative of all of them to receive and give affection, so Logan, knowing this, is much more careful with him. It’s mostly just Logan gently running his hands down Deceit’s arms, which seems to comfort the snake-faced side. Occasionally, Logan will run a hand along the scales that cover the side of Deceit’s face, usually eliciting a startled reaction from the lying-prone side before he relaxes.

[sandsof-time]

I̼̟͓̦͇͔ͯ̆t̥̥͙͈̃̌ͤ̀'̥͖̠̠͒ͨ̓s͈̘̿ͨ̌͊ ̭͍ͩͮͤẗ͇̦̘́ͦ̈́i̥m͖̳͉̩͌͑ē̲͂͋ͮ͆̿.͈̳͇̲̜̰̏̍̏̈̾̊̀

Fandom: Sanders Sides Ship: ấ̡̺͎̓s͓̟̝̜͉͍̑̔̒̔ ͇͈̯̫ͬi̶͎͇̗̰̦ͧ̇̍̀̃f̗̭̫̖͍̎ͮ̅.̶̭̔ AU: T͖͎̭͚͚̓́̓ͭ̇̉̚R̦͉̖̙͎̤̳ͮͫU̯͚̖͖̹͚͊T̫͖͚͈͚̐̅̍H͓̜̝̞̤̜͋ͤ́ TW: Hateful emotions, written out. (If there are more, please let me know.)

(Try to avoid reading the tags, as they contain mild spoilers for this.)

(If you’d like context, check out the stuff i’ve done on @mikethefandomtrash inside of @sidespromptblog‘s askbox. Thanks btw, you’ve cured my writers block momentarily.)

"͍̠͍ͅI̢̯f͏ ͕̗ț̹͙̖̹̲h̶̖͖̲͇̣͎̝é̗̹̮͕͈̩y̯̖̞͚̩ ̟̹̞̞̳̞w͚̼͙̩̝̯͟i͚̳̣͡lḽ ͍̳͔̪͎͚n͇̣̹̝̘͔̕o̤̪͓͓t̡̯̺̫̫ ́l̢̤͚̣̹i̫̱͉͕̱̟͢s͈̗t҉̞e͍̙̱̟̠͔n͓̩.͏̟.̠̮͉̙̼̖͜.̵͉͔̪͔ ̖̤͉̦̼̬Ḭ͜ ̘͉w̺̮͍͎i̯̬̟̱l͍̭l͏͚͍ ̝̝̟͘ͅm̤̻̬̰a̡̞̲̲͚̜͙̥k͔ę͍͖̙̙͉ ͍͔̹̭͈̻ṯ̴̗͓̜̖h̨̥e̗͕̭̙̫m͓͚ d̗̞̹̯͖o̷̤̼̞̻̤̟ s̢̜̤̥͙̣̩o̵̹̪̥̣͙̗.̟̰̺͎̣̀"̶͉͎

The skin on his arms, once clear and transparent, was now filled in with the familiar scales of his caring protector.

His eyes, once a dark brown, glowed the same warm gold as his loving guardian.

He looked ragged, and it almost seemed, from the lighting, that red seeped from his tie onto his clothes; his favorite trick of the light, he admitted.

A smile formed on his face as his gold-and-black clad savior approached him with a gentle gaze.

A tug in his chest caused him to pause. He hadn’t felt that in a while.

How horrid.

A violent flare of hate rose in his chest, and after all this time, it still choked him, as if threatening to burst up from his throat and out of his mouth in an inferno-like cacophony.

...

....

Three worried sides gathered in the Commons.

Patton’s worry increased every day that Logan refused to turn up. He’d driven himself to sickness or snapping multiple times, much to the added stress of both Virgil and Roman.

Thomas had been taking it the worst, though. With all of the constant arguing now, he was constantly irritable. His friends, his best friends who’d promised to be with him through thick and thin, were now hesitant to be around him.

Virgil was working overdrive, trying to keep Thomas in check. He was also very irritable as of late, mostly from dealing with the stress of Roman’s absolutely horrible attitude and Patton’s breakdowns.

Roman was trying and failing miserably at distracting Thomas from problems with work ideas. Arguments with Virgil were at an all-time-high though, which left little room for creativity or romance.

Patton tried, one last, weak, futile time, to summon Logan.

He felt himself reach...

And found that something came when he called.

A burst of sudden hope, the likes that Patton hadn’t felt in a while, filled the moral side’s body.

But two people appeared, and the room chilled.

All of the light sides present froze.

A hiss filled the room and the smaller of the two people felt a cold bubbling feeling in his chest at the very sight of the others.

The others. The ones whom he had left behind to rot, just as they had left him for dead.

A hand on his shoulder caused him to glance up at the only one who cared for him now, and he nodded before looking back to the Light Sides.

He breathed in, and for the first time in quite a while, spoke to them, his voice a venomous growl.

“I will not be silenced any longer. I will make you listen, if you will not do so willingly, for I now have the capability to do so.”

The moral side seemed to break, tears brimming his eyes. “Logan...”

“Quiet.” He hissed, and his guardian silenced the moral side by forcing the side’s hand over his own mouth.

“I am not Logic. ‘Logan’ has failed me.”

He took a slow breath, and levelled a cold gaze with them all.

“I am Truth. And I promise you, you will pay the retribution of your actions.”

[sandsof-time]

Just watched Thomas Sanders’ ( @thatsthat24 ) ‘Real VS Fake Anime - LGBTQ+ Edition’ and when I came to 14:40 I had the BEST idea!! This is pretty short but uhh I just wanted to write something for this gr8 idea: “A noble prince has to choose between 18 princesses, all of which are beautiful and kind, but his eyes were set on someone different; a simple servant boy with the heart of a sweet child and the looks of the most handsome man alive. Will he get the boy of his dreams, or not?”

Fandom: Sanders Sides Ship: Royality ( Roman X Patton ) AU: Royalty AU TW: None

A tired sigh escaped the young Prince Roman as princess after princess was introduced to him. When would this end, the Prince wondered.

Sure, the Prince could admit that the beauty of some of these young ladies was astounding, but Roman had eyes for only one person.

Looking away from the fair maiden in front of him, his gaze was drawn to a boy standing across the way, who’s head was bowed as is custom for a servant in the presence of a Prince. The simple servant boy - Patton, as Roman recalled - had lighter hair than himself, as well as paler skin, dotted by beautiful freckles. A content hum left Roman as he looked at the gorgeous servant boy.

A cough from below his seat caused Prince Roman to look back to the princess before him. His guard raised an eyebrow up at him before escorting the princess out and finally - finally, thank gods - shutting the doors.

Roman groaned and slouched backwards in his seat before his eyes met with Patton’s, who was looking cautiously up at his Prince.

A smile crossed Roman’s face and Patton bowed his head again, though he Prince could still see the dorky grin on the servant boy’s face.

[sandsof-time]

General Sanders Sides Things

(because I have things i wanna write down so i dont forget once i start writing oneshOTS FUckIN HELL DONT BLAME ME BLAME MY ADHD)

(also uh my laptop’s bein a dick so uhhh if formattings weird then blame that)

-The sides all have their own Dreamscape. Roman’s is the Kingdomscape, Logan’s is the Starscape, Patton’s is the Sunscape, Virgil’s is the Fearscape, and Deciet’s.... has no name. No known name, at least.

-When the sides are overwhelmed by something, they start to have some sort of thick, colored aura roll off of their body, depending on how strong the overwhelming emotion is and what emotion it is. The most aura is made when a side is overwhelmed with anger, basically the “steam coming out of your ears” gag for Thomas.

-Relating to the last one, whenever Virgil’s control over Thomas’ anxiety goes haywire(such as during the scene in Patton’s room when his voice begins to double), he and all the other sides present will begin emitting aura. The same goes for whenever any side’s control goes haywire. -(This happens a lot whenever Patton’s emotions begin to come out of his control, as it won’t just create an aura, but it will make the others begin to feel that way as well, though not to as much of an extent as Patton himself, and if the Side focused enough, they could stop it from effecting them.)

[sandsof-time]

Patton/Morality Things

(Because I love Sanders Sides Pt. 3)

(this one is a bit shorter than the others, sorry, its two am on the first day of 2019)

-In a Human AU, his full name is Patton Ivy Morgan.

-His eyes are a mix of brown and gray.

-He is the only side with a love for utilizing his shapeshifting abilities. He uses it for cheering the others up, for his own amusement, or just because. His favorite thing to shapeshift into is a small blue-eyed siamese kitten with big ears.

-Patton isn’t just an embodiment of happy feelings. He embodies all feelings, which means that if you catch him at just the right (or wrong) moment, he’ll burst into another emotion despite himself.

-Virgil once caught Patton at the wrong time during a day when Thomas was a bit more frustrated than usual, causing the moral side to snap violently at him. From then on, Patton is more careful to keep himself in check, and the others are more careful to help him out during those times.

-Patton is the only one who cannot sing very high. While the others can sing a wider range, Patton’s range is a lower set. He doesn’t mind though. Roman definitely appreciates having someone around who can sing the Disney villain songs.

[never-close-our-eyes]

Imagine your OTP(+) hoping for a white/snowy Christmas.

[sandsof-time]

(Here’s a very short one)

Fandom: Sanders Sides Ship: Logince (Logan X Roman) No TWs Roman sat next to the window, leaning against the glass, head turned just enough to look outside as he sighed dramatically and sadly and then sang. “I’m dreaming... of a white... Christmas~” Virgil rolled his eyes at the show of drama, and glanced at Logan, who’s nose was buried in his book. “Logan, get your boyfriend. He’s being dramatic again.” Logan merely snorted, never looking up from his book. “He is always dramatic, Virgil.” “More dramatic than usual!” Logan sighed and looked up from his book to send a half-glare towards the creative side. “Roman, you do know that we will not be getting snow, right?” Roman stomped his foot, shooting a childish glare at Logan. “Oh, shut up! I can dream!” “Yes, you may,” Logan began exasperatedly, pushing his glasses up with a finger, “but it does not change the fact that us, being in Florida, will not get snow.” “How do you know, calculator watch?” “It is literally impossible, Roman!” The two began to bicker, as they were so prone to doing, and Virgil rolled his eyes and sighed, turning to shoot a look at Patton in the kitchen, who just smiled and shrugged.