Title: To Catch a Virgil Under the Mistletoe
Pairing: platonic moxiety and heavily implied mutual pining analogical. not even implied, it’s right there. they loooooove each other. but this is about patton. i think.
A/N: IT’S CHRISTMAS, YA SCROOGES! *throwing tinsel and garland around like a mad person* HALLOWEEN WHO?

Patton was determined to catch Virgil under that darned mistletoe.  He’d already caught Roman and Logan under it several times, happy to kiss their cheeks every time, but Virgil was quick.  Ever since they’d put the plant above the doorway to the kitchen, Virgil had adopted a sprint to get himself out of their quick enough. He’d be up the stairs and in his room before Patton could even get out of his chair!  No fair!

Patton pouted about this to Roman, who’d happily planted a kiss on Patton’s cheek not ten minutes earlier when he came downstairs for breakfast. Virgil snuck in not a moment later to get a cup of coffee.

“Morning, Mr. No Kisses!” Patton greeted.

Virgil gave a small wave and took a sip, “Gotta go,” he said before quickly making his way to the door, only to be stopped by Logan.

Right under the mistletoe.  “U-um…”  Virgil looked around, blushing when he saw how Patton and Roman looked at the two of them. Before Virgil could say anything else, however, he felt a pair of lips on his cheek.  Quick as they were there, they pulled away, leaving the anxious side blushing like mad.  “OK, see you later, I guess, maybe, uh-!” Virgil stuttered and stumbled as he pushed past Logan, stumbling over his own feet as he scrambled up the stairs cursing about the coffee on his hands.

“Well, that was unexpected…” Logan mumbled, pushing his glasses up to hide his face as he stepped into the kitchen.

“No fair that you caught him first!” Patton whined, throwing his head back.  “You weren’t even trying!”  

Roman snickered off to the side, teasing and poking at Logan, who swatted him away.

It was two days before Christmas, and Patton still hadn’t caught Virgil under the mistletoe.  Logan had caught him twice more, and even Roman had gotten him once. Oh, it was absolutely adorable to watch, but Patton couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous.  

“What are you doing up, Pat?” Virgil asked as he came in the kitchen.  Patton looked up from the presents on the table and gave a yawn, looking up at the clock on the wall.  Yikes, midnight.

“Wrapping…why are you up?”

“I just needed a drink…” Virgil said, reaching up in the cabinet for a cup.  He poured a glass of milk and sat down across from Patton, popping his bare feet up on the table.  “Wrapped mine yet?” he teased, lifting the paper up.

Yes,” Patton said with a giggle, moving the paper out of the way.

“What’dja get me?”

“Not telliiiiing!” Patton snickered and pushed Virgil’s feet off the table.  “Have you and Roman gotten Logan’s Santa present done?”

“Yeah, it’s in Ro’s room since he’s less likely to go in there,” Virgil said, taking another drink.  Patton giggled and shook his head, still finding what they were doing to poor Logan mean.  Virgil squirmed a bit, looking back at the clock as he sighed.  “I should probably go back to bed…”

“Yeah, I need to hit the hay, too,” Patton said.  The both of them got up and headed for the doorway, and it hit Virgil first.  


He needed to knock that darn thing down, this was ridiculous. But, judging by the noise Patton was making, Virgil didn’t have a way out of this.  Quick as a flash, Virgil pressed a kiss to Patton’s cheek and bolted up the stairs.  “Merry Christmas, Dad!”

Patton grinned goofily, tongue jutting out just slightly. Virgil was so cute!  He could see where Logan was coming from!

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anonymous asked:

oh shit I thought so! basically I was just saying what if reaper's scythes don't have to be literal scythes, and if so what if Lup carried around a nail-studded baseball bat as her weapon

no wonder tumblr tried to delete this message. this image is too powerful. i’m reeling a little bit

the DM: Okay, at the end of the hallway is a stone door with no visible locks, latches, or opening mechanisms. Carved into the stone is an inscription that reads, “What is the sound of silence?”

the bard, instantly:  ♪ Hello darkness my old friend ♪

DM: …………………Oh my god. I forgot-

bard:  ♪ I’ve come to talk with you again ♪

DM: No, that’s not the answer- 

bard:  ♪ Because a vision softly creeping ♪

DM: Here, I’ve got my notes, let me change the riddle-

bard:  ♪ Left its seeds while I was sleeping  ♪

DM: Please-

bard, emphatically now:  ♪ AND THE VISION THAT WAS PLANTED IN MY BRAIN  ♪


bard:  ♪ STILL REMAINS ♪




bard:  ♪ OF SILENCE ♪

DM, with a visibly broken spirit: …Yeah, okay. The door swings open.

I remember talking to someone who said “I can’t handle when kids get so worked up over dumb things, like a papercut is the worst thing to ever happen to them” 

if they’re 3-4, hopefully it IS the worst thing to ever happen to them. out of nowhere there’s hurt, there’s red, there’s BLOOD??? FROM A PAPER?? of course they’re flipping out jesus christ wouldn’t you 

i feel like such a huge part of dealing with and loving the babies is understanding what that post said: everything is new to them. sometimes it’s fun and amazing (seeing snow, touching a baby chick) but sometimes it’s very overwhelming.  imagine a carnival, a mall, a loud crowded place, having never experienced it before. 

a thing I hear in teaching a lot is “little people have big emotions. it’s our job to create calm, not add to their chaos” 

Can’t find water bottles/gallons?

By me in Orlando all the water is already gone. When Costco got a shipment today it was gone before they even finished unloading.
So what do you do if you can’t find water bottles?
This is what we did when we couldn’t find anything for Matthew

*Get gallon Ziplock bags and fill those up about ¾ of the way. Get the ones that zip closed really tight. Then stack them up in a box. Weird squishy water bottles.
Also good for making ice blocks for freezer that can be melted later if needed. For that only fill ½ way or the bag will explode.

*Fill every cup you have with water. Cover tops with saran wrap to keep little bits of dust and whatnot from getting in the water since it’ll be sitting before you use it. Don’t have many cups? Buy a thing of disposable ones from the store. 

*Go to the dollar store and get buckets, Fill and cover those. We bought 3 1-gallon buckets and those are for the animals but they’d be fine for people too.

*For someone like me there are old gatorade bottles hiding around my house. Gather up water bottles, fill them.

*Rinse and reuse other containers. Your milk won’t last if the power goes out. Finish it up, rinse the container and fill it. 

*Tupperware. Fill and close it. Can also be frozen to make ice blocks. The more ice in the freezer, the longer things will stay cold if you lose power.

No one is stocking up on ziplocs, cups, saran wrap, or buckets that I noticed. Plenty of all those still left on the shelves while the water section was empty.

Good luck with the storm friends.

A Shin from today’s doodles

Slytherin: Hey, Ravenclaw, you said you would help me out if I needed something, right?

Ravenclaw: Yeah, what’s up?

Slytherin: The password to my dormitory is something bigoted again, and I was hoping I could stay in your dormitory. Could I have the password?

Ravenclaw: Of course! Just knock on the knocker and answer the Eagle’s question.

Slytherin: Wait, I have to actually think of things to get in?

Ravenclaw: Yeah, what’s the problem?

Slytherin: Fuck it, I’m asking Gryffindor, they can’t possibly be asked to think.


Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from one-sided love, where the patient throws up and coughs of flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals.

To whoever made the prompt list:

Fight me in the WalMart parking lot at 12:30 this is so sad and also making this comic sucked out my remaining will to live


‘I have lived a life. My only regret is that you didn’t get to live yours.’
But Steve’s regret is that he didn’t get to live his with her.

The Bard Formerly Known as Prince

I was basically undergoing a job interview before my new character would be allowed to join the party.

Player: So, who did you work for before?

Me: I had the honor of serving the Prince.

Player: …which prince?

Me: (Not knowing where we were since I had just joined the game after a hiatus)The Prince.

DM: You all, of course, know of the great Bard–formerly known as Prince–who wandered the land singing legendary songs.

Me: Yeah, he was a great showman.  He’d use prestidigitation during his performances to make Purple Rain.  And his songs were so great that it’d make Doves Cry.