as requested by a lot of people

anonymous asked:

hey!! I love ur art sm and your 'do no harm' drawings inspired me to watch that lmm supercut! Do u think u could maybe draw ruben? (if you are currently doing requests of course ;w;)

I am… so HAPPY? Not a lot of people know about it and just the fact that you went and saw the supercut… you’re amazing q_q

my …. favourite….

Tough Days

pairing: poly!hamilsquad x reader

word count: 2600 

warnings: swearing, sadness, suicidal-ish thoughts???

prompt/request: “Maybe you could make one where reader’s having a really bad day and the Hamilsquad find them and comfort them (one of them more than others)?” from an anon

a/n: this is a lot like other sad ones i and other people have written and i didnt proofread this cuz i got too sad and also this is my first time doing poly!hamilsquad stuff and its probs bad but!!! i hope you enjoy either way!!!

The second you got home, you threw your phone on the couch, stripped off all of your clothes, and climbed under the duvet on your bed, wrapping it around yourself and not even thinking about when you planned on coming out.

Things had been really… tough lately, to say the least. You felt like every day poked and prodded at your brain until, eventually, it started bleeding and, eventually, the bleeding never really stopped. You were always worrying, about work or the boys or about your weight or how much food you were or weren’t eating, and you were always thinking about what you had to do next. What you had to prepare for. What if there was a fire? Which one of the boys would be strong enough to carry one or hopefully two of you out of the burning apartment building? If you spilled on your white blouse, how would you get the stain out? When you couldn’t get a ride home, would you bus, or would you call one of the boys? Should you call one of the boys? What were the signs of a stroke – you didn’t remember, and what if someone around you was having one? What if someone came into your work with a gun? What would you do? What are you doing? With your life?

You groaned slightly as the blanket peeled back, revealing a happy but also slightly concerned John Laurens, one of your boyfriends, floating over top of you. It took a moment for you to adjust to the light – he must’ve turned on the overhead when he walked in – and, when you had, you poked out your head further into the world to see his legs on either side of you, practically pinning you down.

“Hey, baby,” John greeted when he saw you, leaning down and placing a kiss softly on your mouth. “What are you doin’ underhere? Ain’t it a bit dark?”

You shrugged and began to pull the blanket back over your head. “I was jus’ napping,” you answered nonchalantly.

“Can I join ya?” he asked you rather loudly, straightening up and beginning to unbutton his dress shirt. A smile was plastered on his face – as it always was, around you – but it didn’t seem… real. You could see the worry pooling in his eyes. This was because you never went to sleep alone; especially not naps. “I’m damn cold, and it’s prob’ly really warm under there…”

You shrugged and bit your lip. “Go ahead.”

He was quiet after that. You watched, a bit sadly, as he stood up and puttered around the room, taking off his jeans and changing into a pair of gym shorts he used as PJ shorts; letting his hair out of the tight ponytail it was in and combing it; folding all of his clothes and putting them away in his section of the closet, shutting it tightly behind him and leaning against the door. He breathed out slightly before he approached the bed, running the very tips of his fingers over the blanket before entering. “Do you wanna be big spoon or little spoon?” he questioned.

“Little spoon, please,” you managed to squeak out weakly, closing your eyes and tugging the blanket almost up over your face as you turned on your side. You felt the tears coming on. You were so tired. You were so sad. Your brain felt so battered and bruised. John normally helped you feel better, but… he wasn’t right now. And you didn’t know what to do.

John slipped soundlessly under the blankets and rolled over to you. You could hear him giggling to himself as he did it, but you didn’t look. You couldn’t look. You squeezed your eyes shut, wrapped your arms around yourself, and curled up into a slight ball. How could he be so happy when you were so miserable? Why were you so miserable? Why couldn’t you be as happy to see him as he was to see you? You felt his arms snake around your waist and pull you close to him, his legs curling to match the curve of yours. The sound of his heartbeat almost made you burst into tears right then and there. You could feel it quickening. You held you breath.

“You’re… not okay, are you?” John murmured hesitantly into your ear, his warm breath washing over your cold skin. “You… never go to sleep, yenno, alone…”

“I’m fine,” you told him in response. You couldn’t tell him. You couldn’t worry him. He was happy. He was so happy and had been so happy lately. You couldn’t ruin his day, you couldn’t ruin his happy state of mind, you couldn’t ruin him. He was already beginning to get quiet, and you didn’t like it. John was rarely quiet. He was only quiet when something was bothering him. Only quiet when he felt upset.

“Babe….” He pressed a kiss to the nape of your neck than ran his nose over it gently. “Please. I just… I just wanna help.”

“You… can’t,” you whispered, bringing your hands up and pressing them to your face. “You can’t. I’m fine. Please, John, don’t ask again. I’m fine.”

He released a sigh. You could feel the air rustling the hairs at the back of your head, and for a second, he didn’t say anything. You thought you were in the clear. And then, with the utmost tenderness, John tightened his grip around your waist and pulled you impossibly closer, pressing his forehead to the top of your spine. “I love you,” he mumbled against the fabric of your shirt. “And if it was any otha day, I would stop. But you… haven’t taken your work shirt off, you’re nappin’ alone, you’re… you’re cryin’, Y/N, and don’t try to tell me you’re not because I know you are. I know you. And I know somethin’ is wrong.”

Seconds ticked by. You thought about it, through the fact that your eyes were beginning to well up with ears; you thought about telling him how unhappy you were, how exhausted you felt, how much you wanted to just fall asleep in the bathtub and… maybe not wake up for two weeks. Maybe not wake up… ever. You let out a gentle sob and he reached gently with his finger to lift the hem of your shirt up, tracing hearts onto your stomach.  You opened your mouth, choked back a weep, and you were just about to tell him when….

“I’m hooo-ooooome!” Lafayette called in the other room, the door slamming shut behind him. You and John were still, almost frozen. “Is… anyone else home?”

“I’m right beside you, baby,” you managed to hear Herc say. It was only then you realized the bedroom door was open. You and John would have absolutely no privacy – sooner or later, the boys would walk in to find the two of you spooning, and one of you crying…

“John? Y/N?” Lafayette called questioningly.

“They’re normally home by now…”

“I know, Hercules, that’s why I was calling for them,” Lafayette said casually in response. “My babies? Is anyone here?”

John turned his head around as much as he could with his arms still wrapped around your waist and called back, “We’re in here, Laf. Me and Y/N.”

“Oh, good!” Lafayette cheered, dropping whatever he was carrying on the ground with a soft thump and running down the hallway (with a quieter set of footsteps following him), practically skidding to a halt in front of your door. You didn’t remember looking up, but your eyes were squinted as you watched two more of your boyfriends come into the light of the room. John’s head knocked quietly into yours as he swiveled it back around to face you, and you turned away while closing your eyes, not wanting to see more people you would just make as unhappy as you felt. Suck up your tears, you told yourself… “Ah… having a little cuddle, a little nap, without me and Herc, I see?” Lafayette teased.

If you were looking at him still, you know the smirk surely playing on his lips would’ve dropped the second he heard you sniffle.

Mon –

“Be quiet, Laf,” John told him. The words were angry words, but John wasn’t angry. “Just… be quiet.”

“What is wrong with ma beauté?” Lafayette whispered loudly, stripping himself of his coat and moving around to your side of the bed. You opened your eyes to see him crouched in front of you. He reached a hand upward to cup your face. “Baby, Y/N, what is wrong?”

“She was just gonna tell me,” John murmured. “Just… sit down, the two of you, okay? And then we’ll see if we can… coax somethin’ outta her.”

There was a period of a few minutes were Hercules and Lafayette did the same thing John had done when he came in. They took off their work clothes, dressed into their lounging clothes, brushed their hair (well, more accurately for Herc, he took his hat off and tucked it in his drawer), and, eventually, crawled onto your bed on the other side. John took his hands away from you, and you almost whimpered at the loss of contact.

“Sit up, baby, and tell us what’s wrong,” he urged. You took your lip in between your teeth before… You sat up, maneuvered your way around him, and finally leaned back against the pillows when you were in between all of them, wedged between John and Lafayette. If you weren’t keeping your secret any longer… why try and be secretive about it?

“I’m…” Exhale. Inhale. You squeezed your eyes shut as you felt them watering and dug your thumbnail into your hand to try and hold the tears back. Your fear, your sadness, was lessened ever so slightly when Lafayette wrapped his arm around your shoulders and brought you in close to him. “…Really unhappy.”

Everything became tense. The boys seemed… awkward. Your eyes widened when you realized what you had said and feverishly you tried to stammer through your explanation as Lafayette’s arm became stiff around you. “No, n-no, not because of you guys, please, don’t think that! I-it’s not you, I’m not… t-talking about you guys, I love you all so much, I promise. It’s just…”

You hiccupped a sob and pressed your face into your hands, wailing and moaning against your moist skin. Lafayette hugged you tightly, and it didn’t take long before you were being hoisted onto his lap. John shuffled closer. Hercules put a hand on your leg as you continued to speak against Lafayette’s shirt. “I love you guys, so much, a-and I’m so thankful, but… I’m so sad lately? And s-s-stressed? And tired? I can’t think… of a s-single moment in the past month where I haven’t wanted to sleep for… well, a r-really long time… and I hate my work, and I’ve… never been in a relationship like this b-b-b-before, and I’m worried I’ll d-disappoint you guys, and I don’t know who I am or wh-what I’m doing with my life and I want it… I want it all to stop.”


“A month?” John repeated, pushing himself up with an arm. “A whole month?”

You nodded and grabbed two fistfuls of Lafayette’s shirt in your hands, pressing them to your eyes.

“And you… didn’t think? To say anythin’?”

You shook your head.

“What the hell, Y/N?”

“J-John,” Lafayette warned as your head turned to see John. He was crying and biting his lip, now sitting cross-legged on the sheets. He looked upset. Angry, but not upset. “Please, do not upset Y/N, it’s not a good time…”

“I love you so much and I wanna help you through the bad days, Y/N,” John whispered as he moved closer to you. “That’s what me, and our boys, are here for. To help ya through the tough days. To make them… better.”

“He’s right, Y/N,” Hercules added from where he was sitting. “You should’ve told us.”

“I didn’t want to make you sad b-b-because all of you are always so happy and I-I didn’t want to be the one to ruin it,” you sobbed weakly. “I’m sorry. I’m so, s-s-so sorry, I didn’t want to make you sad…”

“Y/N,” Lafayette began, “you… never have to apologize. And you never have to feel like… like you can’t come to us. We want you to come to us, okay? I would rather sop up your tears and hold you in my arms until you fall asleep than watch TV and be perfectly happy without knowing you’re upset. You’re more important than my happiness. Your happiness is more important than my happiness. Okay?”

“Don’t keep a secret like this from us in the future, okay?” Hercules told you.

You sniffled and wiped your nose with your wrist. “Okay.”

Lafayette pressed a kiss against your forehead, patting your bum, and lifted you off of him carefully. You watched as he untangled himself from the sheets of the bed, walk unsteadily across it, and jump onto the carpet beneath. “I’m going to make you dinner, ma beauté,” he told you. “Hercules and I are going to make you dinner.”

“What abo –“

“Stay here and keep her company while we cook, babe,” Hercules said as he cut John off. “Calm her down. Give her a massage or somethin’.”

John chuckled slightly and reached out his arms, grabbing you and pulling you towards him. “Do you want me to give ya a massage, baby?” John questioned, pressing a kiss against your temple.

“I wanna sleep,” you told John as you yawned.

“Before ya sleep, we should take off your clothes,” John whispered in your ear as Lafayette and Hercules turned off the lights and shut the door. “Can I take off your shirt, Y/N?”

“Yes please, John,” you told him. You felt small, like John could swaddle you up in his arms like a baby. But you felt happy. Safe. The boys always had a way of making you feel better – you needed to remember that next time you felt like this. They would always be around for you whenever you needed them. “And then we can sleep.”

“And then we can sleep.”


You couldn’t sleep later that night, it turned out, but for the first time in a long while, your insomnia didn’t fill you with a sense of dread. Your eyes had just closed when you heard your phone ding with Alexander’s familiar notification. He was on a work trip, and you… hadn’t realized how much you wanted to talk to him until now. You missed him so much. Your heart ached. It was a different ache than it had been before, though, and it felt somewhat refreshing. But sad, too. You slid out from bed and padded over to where your phone was plugged.

From Alexandre

Hey, sweetie, I love you and I just got Laf’s text. I’m sorry you had a tough day and that you’ve been having tough days. Call me or text me if you need to talk again, okay? Doesn’t matter the time difference. I’m here if you need me, and I’ll be home soon.



To Alexandre

Please come home soon.

From Alexandre

I will, sweetie. I love you so much. Get some sleep.

You smiled, shut your phone off, and sleepily found your way back into bed.

Yes, today was a tough day, and yes, you were going to have a lot of tough days in the future…

But at least your boys would be with you for all of them.

justanotherperson08  asked:

Not that I judge it but why do people draw McCree thick? Sure normal weight is okay and muscular is common but lately I've been seeing thick McCree it's kinda cute but when people go over board I got a bit hissy also @sin-is-good takes art requests of mchanzo (it's my side blog by eh) what is you take on the thicc werewolf and skinny dragon? Also trans! Hanson is amazing bless to the person who started that

So I love thick McCree. Always have always will. To me, I think it’s because people justify Hanzo as being totally ripped because we can physically see his chest and arm so it’s like we know he’s got hella muscle. Where as with McCree, it’s a lot more ambiguous because we can’t see as much of his body. So that’s one thing, it’s open to interpretation more. In addition, the size difference thing is great. Hanzo being shorter and very muscled is awesome, so Jesse contrasting him and being taller with some weight is great too!

I personally like it because that’s my favorite male body type: muscular with a little/a decent amount of fat on top, and chest hair. And since McCree has hella facial hair, it’s easy for me to picture a southern dude with a lot of body hair and a little bit of gut ontop of muscle.

As for the were!mccree and dragon!hanzo, I dig the concept of mccree getting really big, and Hanzo being about the same size. Also, I don’t make a ton of trans headcanons but I think Trans!Hanzo is particularly compelling because of the concept of pressure from the clan and the dragons helping him realize who he is.

I really need everyone to read this please. Important info.

So for the past few days I’ve been struggling, with my writing, school, life. But I really want to get back to writing again but a lot of the requests I have aren’t speaking to me. So here’s my idea.

I want to clear all of my requests. I know that it’s really disappointing but right now I just can’t seem to do them. And I am so so so sorry for doing this. I hate to disappoint people.

I have a really good fic idea with the hamilsquad that I’m going to write, and I will keep working on Uncommon Love. But all the other requests will be gone. 

You can request them again another time, but right now I think I’m going to clear them. 

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let me know what you think about this. I really want some solid feedback before I go through with it. 

Thanks for listening.


anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm sorry if this seems silly, but could you pray for me? Our old dog had be put down today and I don't know how to cope without him. I suffer from severe mental health issues and my pup was always my best friend. On the worst days, his love and comfort was what kept me going. I felt so safe when I'd snuggle up to him and now he's just gone. There's this gaping hole there now. I know lots of people think a dog is just a dog, but he was my constant companion and best friend. I feel broken.

Oh sweetheart I’m so so sorry to hear that!! I’ll definitely be praying for you

anonymous asked:

Hey! First off thank you for this blog, I'm so happy there are more nanbaka blogs appearing. Second can I request some Qi headcanons if that's okay. (He needs more love!)

Qi is a babe and a darling 👈👈

-“babe your beard is itchy get off my face”
-affection starved. he loves kisses and hugs and pats on the shoulder and rubs on the head and also being close to a person in general
-still dabs
-honestly loves to chew gum like a lot;; he needs it to relax probably
-says “420 blaze it” without knowing what it means
-will murder people who do the thing where they steal his glasses and say “wow youre really blind”. will annihilate you, bro. will absolutely eradicate you, my dude.
-has warm hands but cold feet :/

anonymous asked:

Would it be okay if I request how France, Prussia, America, and Spain would be with a s/o who gets really anxious at times but constantly hides it and makes them believe they're okay? (ignore this if you want to)

Alrighty anon, so I kind of already did a request like this. It was about an s/o that worries too much about little things. Now, I’m not sure if you mean anxious as in someone who just gets upset and stressed out a lot or anxious, as in they have a serious mental illness, such as panic disorder or generalized anxiety disorders. Those are two completely different things (a mental illness is clearly much more serious & can take over your life) but people tend to use them interchangeably. So since you did not specify, I’m going to assume you meant more like that ask I did before.

If not, then please feel free to resend in your ask and I’ll be super happy to do a new one for you! However, since that other ask (which i can reblog for you if you ask) had France & America, for this I’m only going to do Prussia and Spain.

So hopefully this is still okay and that you like it~!

Prussia: Gilbert is usually pretty confident and has a tendency to just brush off his problems. He’s the type of man to just laugh in the face of possible things that could go wrong. So it will be a bit difficult for him to even notice this problem, especially if his s/o is trying to hide it. He doesn’t understand this right away but once he figures out what is going on, he’ll try to take some time to really think it over. He’ll end up going to them and reassuring them that he is there for them no matter what and ask them to open up to him about what’s going on. He’ll want to know the reasons behind their anxiety so that he can banish their fears if possible. He’s the awesome Prussia! He knows that he can help them if they let him. He’ll also go out of his way to try and distract them from their worries by doing lots of fun things with them and going out on really cool dates.

Spain: Antonio has an almost constant sunny disposition. Even when things are really hard, he’s great at picking himself up and pushing forward. However, he’s not very observant. So while he’d be great at helping his s/o, it’ll take some time for him to figure out what is going on with his s/o. He’ll be a tiny bit hurt that his s/o is trying to hide this from him but mostly he’ll be worried. Still, once everything is out in the open, his optimism and compassion will be very useful in soothing his s/o. He’ll pull them in for some snuggles and let them know that he is there to help and that they can get through this together. He’ll teach his s/o some tricks & tips that he’s picked up over his long life for letting go of stress, and for learning to properly handle anxiety. He’ll invite them to do things with him when they’re starting to get anxious instead of hiding away, like cooking and dancing. He just wants to see them smile.

-Mod Lily

Dating Roderick Strong Would Include...

Originally posted by poppunkshaneb7


💖 Roderick is so happy all the time

💖 He’s so supportive

💖 Your his world.

💖 Dates all the time

💖 Gentle kisses

💖 Passionate kisses

💖 Heated kisses

💖 Occasionally travelling with Roderick to different cities (unless your on the roster) 

💖 A lot of hand holding

💖 Cute dates.

💖 Adventurous dates

💖 Chilled dates

💖 Roderick doesn’t get jealous an awful lot but everyone has a line and if people cross that line everyone knows about it.

💖 Roderick is the first to say I love you.

💖 Roderick loves to snuggle in bed. 

💖 Great sex

💖 Roderick loves when you cook

💖 You cooking for him as much as possible

💖 Both of you loving each other unconditionally.

Requests are open so please send requests in!

anonymous asked:

Super random question: what's your favorite Doctor to write?

Oooh… I dunno. I have fun with all of them. It depends on the mood I’m in. I’ve been watching a lot of Classic Who lately, though, so I’m excited to write some Classic. Send me Classic Who requests, people!

yukiokasamatsus  asked:

Can I ask about Ushijima and Tendou for Admin Iwa's ask please? (More swans!)

Fun facts about Ushijima:
- Ushi’s the boss of the swan precinct. He’s a stern and quiet boss, but his sense of right and wrong is very strong, and he doesn’t like it when his people break the rules. 
- Ushijima is eternally single, even at work. He doesn’t have a partner, even on the days he goes back out on the street (even though he’s technically not supposed to). 
- He and Sakusa were at the police academy together, and have a lot of respect for each other. 
- Ushijima actually requests Sakusa’s detectives take over the investigation into Ushijima’s missing officers because he’s short on people and he trusts Sakusa to do things right. 
- Ushijima blames himself when Sakusa goes missing. 

Fun Facts About Tendou:
- When Semi vanishes, Tendou loses it a little bit. Then when Semi’s picked up after escaping and points them in the right direction, Tendou is the first one to get emotional enough to shoot.
- Tendou spends his suspension (pending the completion of all the paperwork and investigation to make sure the shootings were justified) at Semi’s side in the hospital. 
- Tendou hates hospitals, but he hates the idea of Semi waking up alone in one more. 
- Tendou practically moves in with Semi while he’s assisting him with his recovery. They make things official after they’re both back on active duty. 

Bermuda || Reader & Jae

[ The first request I’ll post. Uh, you’ll understand why it’s called Bermuda at the end. I just can’t leave thing nice and this is why I can’t have nice things. Some language, angst, 1,985 words. Try these while reading. ]

Originally posted by jaeyoungsu

“You want me to seriously injure you, don’t you?” Your eyes shot darts through Jackson and he struggled between cowering away and trying to console you.

“Please don’t, there were supposed to be a lot of people here and he asked if he could come and Mark said yes before I had the chance to tell him not to. He doesn’t even know you’re here.” Jackson smiled softly. “Just hang out for a bit and then you can go.”

“Jackson…” You let your head fall back as you looked up at the stars. The dark beach made it seem like there were far more stars out than there ever were in the city, and it was one of your favorite places to be. You couldn’t help but be pissed that this night would be ruined by having to share the air with your ex. “I’m so mad at you.”

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the signs introverted vs. extroverted

 introverted: shy but bubbly and really nice, likes to spend a lot of time with those they know and love, doesn’t like to leave the house too much, might be lazy
 extroverted: loud, might seem rude, but really they’re just honest, isn’t afraid to speak up for themselves ot those they love, alway doing something, loves adventures

 introverted: very reserved, will want to you to do the first step, generally just doesn’t like meeting new people and likes to spend time indoors, most likely a music lover
 extroverted: optimistic fluff balls, friends with EVERYONE, emotional but positive thinkers, love to go out a lot, especially near nature

 introverted: might seem kind of distant, doesn’t like to talk about their emotions even when they’re sad, emotional, but really good with children
 extroverted: very intelligent and quick thinking, comes up with the best ideas and solutions to problems, talks to many people and has a lot of friends, likes to be busy, work on something

 introverted: shy, but smiles quite a lot, still able to make friends easily, but uses earbuds a lot and likes to have someone they know around them most of the time
 extroverted: liked by everyone, makes people laugh, likes to spend time with children (and children love them), natural story teller

 introverted: resting bitch face, actually cares a lot though, might not have problems with going outside or anything but doesn’t talk to many people
 extroverted: talks to pretty much ANYONE, big and kind heart, buys gifts for friends, does the ebst sleepovers/ parties

 introverted: doesn’t like to go outside too often, probably looks like they don’t even want to talk to you, actually cares though, seems busy, always working on something, perfectionist
kind of weird, talks a lot, but often it’s also about some serious topics, curious person and likes to learn, judgemental, but can appreceate things as well

 introverted: thinks a lot, home oriented, sensitive, will be nice to you even if they don’t like you, super shy, usually good at playing musical instrument
 extroverted: fearless (except spiders), isn’t afraid to do pretty much anything, nothing can stop them, likes to flirt, probably really popular among their friends, kind to everyone

 introverted: talkative, uses sarcasm or has offensive sense of humour, really confident in themselves, isn’t afraid to speak up, actually very intelligent most of the time
 extroverted: v reserved, quiet, looks tough, actually cares a lot, might complain often, home anf family oriented, sometimes tends to overthink

 introverted: looks serious and professional, hardworking person, cares a lot about their appereance and the way they show themselves, nervous easily
 extroverted: very competitive, loud, they’re ‘everywhere’, looks confident, is confident, being in love with them is one huge adventure

 introverted: the very definition of socially awkward, really doesn’t talk much, usually passionate about something and they spend a lot of time doing it, the biggest ovethinkers you’ll ever meet
 extroverted: might look mean or selfish, but they’re literally the funniest people ever, pays for food, loves to go to parties, cares about their appereance a lot

 introverted: most likely good at math, really doesn’t talk much, doesn’t like to leave the house too much, has their own world, might tend to  be a bit naive, confused 25/8
 extroverted: one of the most talkative people you’ll ever meet, super curious, likes to go on adventures and hang out with their friends a lot, kind of nerds, but really sweet

 introverted: people still love them, looks tough but is very emotional and sensitive, hardworking, 98% of the time, they have something with themselves that reminds them of home
 extroverted: leader material, likes to be the centre of the attention, amazing acting skills, makes friends easily, smiles a lot


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I got requests for the Pocky game, so here’s my take on what would happen.  ;) 

For those who haven’t heard of it, Pocky are these stick-shaped chocolate covered cookie things, and the Pocky game is where two people start eating a Pocky stick from each end. The person whose mouth comes off the Pocky first, or whoever gets to the middle first loses. If the participants end up kissing, it’s a tie.  ^_~