Roman so aggressively doesn’t want to offend Virgil
Patton is proud of Roman’s jokes but doesn’t want them to hurt Logan’s feelings
Logan was so casually kind to Virgil and valued his opinion and made sure he knew he wasn’t a burden
Virgil is feeling like part of the group
Here are all of the shippy moments from Thomas’ new video because I’m polyamsanders trash, fIGHT ME General polyam: 1. "I don’t know, I’m just trying not to bring everybody in the group down, here" - Virgil 2. “I don’t need to belong to a specific Hogwarts house in order to belong with you, guys” - Virgil Moxiety: 1. Patton’s excitement about seeing Virgil 2. Patton’s snapping when Verge appears, like “yas baby, work it” 3. Patton: “You only help to lift me up, you sweet and sour, misunderstood Shadow Link”, Virgil: “What?”, Thomas: “Just nod and agree, he has a lot of love to give” 4. “You don’t have to be mean to him” - Virgil to Roman about Patton 5. “If you keep talking bad about yourself, I’m going to physically fight you”, “Nobody talks about my child like that” - Patton 6. “I talk badly about myself”, “I WILL PHYSICALLY FIGHT YOU” 7. mumbled “I will fight you” (you notice a theme here?) 8. Patton’s “SAYS WHO?” when Virgil said he doesn’t fit in 9. “Awwwh, I’m proud of you!” 10. Patton fangirling so hard over Verge’s new clothes he starts choking Prinxiety: 1. “I want to see what good old Panic! At The Everywhere has to say about this!” 2. Roman’s “Yas boy” when Virgil appears 3. Roman deducing what is truly bothering Verge and not being rude about it 4. “Noooo, hey…” Roman looking genuinely sad, “Not this time around, relax, I notice the effort, you’re good” Roman sighing in relief 5. Roman admitting that Virgil is right 6. Virgil very obviously checking Roman out after he changes 7. Roman’s expression when Virgil changes literally says “Damn” 8. Roman’s cute little escape - “hog-wild” 9. Virgil’s little chuckle because of “hod-wild” 10. Just Roman genuinely trying to be nice to Verge, it’s so sweet Analogical: 1. Logan’s annoyance at Thomas patronizing Virgil when summoning him 2. Logan noticing that Virgil is making an effort to not be too distressing and acknowledging it 3. Virgil’s side glance at Logan when Thomas was making his speech 4. Logan saying he’s willing to participate if it will help Virgil feel better about himself 5. Logan complimenting Virgil’s honesty 6. “If anyone else here was going to be Ravenclaw, I would think it would be you” 7. Logan’s face of protest when Virgil say he’s not a problem solver 8. “Wonderful. I hope that you feel more like a part of the group, Virgil” 9. Just Logan being calmly and quietly nice to Verge Royality: 1. “You’re the softest little puffball we got, padre” 2. Patton gushing over Roman’s words 3. Roman thinks Patton’s puns are witty Logince: 1. Logan complimenting Roman for being on a smart streak 2. BANTER 3. Roman complimenting Logan’s pun 4. “Oh, that’s nice” - Logan about Roman’s new outfit 5. Banter while they sink out 6. Just, Banter in general. It’s so good. Logicality: 1. “Because he’s my hero” 2. “WE GET IT YOU’RE ADORABLE” 3. This has the least amount of moments but it’s also got the shippiest moment of the entire video, so Now, I know some people ship it (I kinda do too from time to time) and to be honest there’s a lot of material in this vid so here are two bonus ships: Thomas/Roman: 1. “That was great” 2. “Why not” smirk, Thomas was 100% flirting here, it’s pretty obvious 3. “Roman, make it work!” suggestive look 4. “Aw, Prince 2.0h my goodness” 5. Thomas was really flirty, damn Thomas/Virgil: 1. Thomas summoning Virgil in a baby voice 2. Thomas being awkward and messing up when trying to talk to Verge 3. “And that’s okay, what’s up?” 4. Thomas scolding Logan for calling Virgil odd 5. Thomas working hard to make Virgil feel included 6. “And that is a great example of what we are not going to do with Virgil” 7. Thomas glaring at Roman when he was going to say “paranoid” 8. “Verge, how you feeling?” 9. Thomas’s worried look 10. Thomas at Roman after Virgil changes: “Get on HIS level” 11. “Great new style, Virgil” 12. “That was cute” Vigil 13. Damn that one has the biggest amount of moments actually In other words, all ships are valid and should be respected. And I ship everything, I’m not even sorry.
“Thanks Patton, talking with you really did help me through this.” Patton felt his heart sink, he didn’t want to go back yet.
“Really? I-Isn’t there anything else I can help you with? Cooking, responsibilities, questioning morals?” Thomas shook his head smiling.
“Nope! I’m done bothering you, I know it’s late and you probably want some rest.”
“Haha, y-yeah. I guess you’re right. I-I’ll just…go” Patton sank out and into the mindscape. His heart felt as if it was being squeezed, ready to burst at any moment.
I can’t avoid it. I have to face it, like always.
Patton walked to his room and stared at the door. It looked harmless, standing there and doing its job of holding everything that made Patton’s room his. And yet he wanted to break it down, shred it into a million pieces. But Patton calmly turned the doorknob and walked in.
“Woah! Why was I so nervous before! I forgot how great my room was!” Patton bounced around looking at all the old books and writings, a smile never leaving his face. Just stop. I’m tired. “Awww! Look at all of Thomas’ baby pictures! What a cute little fella!”
Patton picked up the pictures only to drop something else. He put the pictures down and picked up a small script. It was for the the musical Guys and Dolls. Patton’s smile faltered only for a second as a unnatural laugh left his throat. “H-ha..haha! T-that musical was a doozy huh? It’s a good thing it’s in the past!”
Please stop. It hurts, I just want to be free. Please it hurt so much. I can’t do this anymore! Someone please call for me. Get me out of here! Patton’s knees gave out on him as his shaking hands clutched the script for dear life. His smile hurt but it wouldn’t go away, and his laugh began to sound like sobbing as the room’s tinted glow turned grey. Tears covered his face as strained laughter continued to force their way out.
Please! Stop! It hurt so much, why?! Were we not good enough? What did we do wrong? I’m sorry I’m sorry. Please just fix me. The sobbing and laughter only stopped when Patton collapsed from exhaustion. The nightmares haunting and taunting him through out the night.
The next day Patton woke up and left his room to start his normal routine as always. Smiling brightly at the other sides. It was his job to smile, to give them moral support. So what if he broke down and his back and neck still hurt from sleeping on the floor? So what if he’s throat felt raw from all the screaming and crying he did? He was use to it. He could continue faking his laugh and smiles.
I’ve been very busy with work lately and sleeping five hours a night and things, so I’m probably overreaching and/or not making any sense, but this -
- I loved this, not only the scene, but how everything was framed, and yet there’s something bugging me - why is Dean keeping his right hand on the sigil and his left on the blade? Dean is right-handed - it would have made much more sense to cut his left hand and keep his dominant hand unhurt and free.
As I said, I’m basically delirious - but what we do know is that the left hand is the one which is a symbol for love, right? because that’s where we keep our rings (according to a medieval legend, there’s a vein that goes from the heart to our left hand, so that’s why our weddings bands go on our left hand and not our right)? Whereas the right hand - that’s rationality, doing things, fighting, writing, being all practical and sensible. And Dean’s right hand is on the Enochian sigil, because that’s the good choice - that’s what he should do to save everyone’s lives here - his, and also Sam’s, because his brother’s not far behind, because he never is, and as for Cas -
Dean’s feelings for Cas - a left-hand kind of thing. Back in Celebrating the Life of Asa Fox, the other Yockey episode, Dean picks up Asa’s angel blade with his right hand, because that was a weapon, and Dean favours his right hand when he fights, and that’s what makes sense. But this time around - I don’t think that blade is Cas’ (?), but it’s still an angel blade, which means it represents this brave, amazing, infuriating angel Dean loves unconditionally - hence the left hand, and Dean’s ‘illogical’, ‘wrong’ decision to trade his life for Cas’.
Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral (both receiving), Hair Pulling, Public Oral Sex, Shower Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Orgasm Denial, Mentions of Masturbation. Mentions of Alcohol AKA Gally’s Recipe, Spanking, Dry Humping, Daddy Kink, Morning Sex
Notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY @writing-obrien. I love you so much. You mean the world to me. I would have never thought three months ago when i started writing that I would become such good friends with you. I wrote this in 12 hours and I hope there are not many errors because I am literally falling asleep and can barely type coherently.
The Master of Diaper - Batmom x Batkids/Bruce Wayne
Summary : It’s a war between your four sons, Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian…To know who’s the best at changing their little brother’s, Thomas, diapers. A rather intense war really, as they all want to become “The master of Diapers”.
Just a short silly fic that came up to me while I was drifting off to sleep. And in case you’re wondering who “Thomas” is, here’s the fic that introduces him : “Shaky steps and bad teaching”. Hope you like it ahem :
The way you wouldn’t let anyone walk on your feet, and use your sarcasms and wits to get out of any “bad social situations” was impressive to him.
The way you always managed to make people around you smile and laugh, even him and your brooding sons, was impressive to him.
The way you always seem to find the right words to comfort someone, or to tell your feelings, was impressive to him.
The way you trained, even harder than him sometimes, was impressive to him.
The way you fought, so fiercely and fearlessly, was impressive to him.
The way you seemed to know everything, like you always had the answer to people’s questions (about ANYTHING), was impressive to him.
And oh if he really had to list everything that he found impressive in you, it would take too many years. Yes, you always impressed your Bruce. Always.
But today, you surpassed even yourself ! Your cleverness, he knew it now, had no bound ! Damn smart woman you were.
What impressed him so much ? The way you so easily manipulated your sons into changing their little brother’s dirty diapers. It was such genius that he couldn’t tear his eyes off of you, admiration shining in his eyes. And the worst thing was, that you didn’t even know you were so awesome, and the only person he truly admired in this universe…Which made you even more awesome.
It was really clever, the way you ended up convincing your sons to take care of their little brother’s, Thomas, dirty diapers. You played on their competitive side. One day, as Bruce was changing Thomas, you just dropped a “Wow, you’re slow, I bet even Damian could be faster than you”, which confused him a little bit. It wasn’t like you to say such things but…Oh, but of course. The boys were in the room, and he swore he saw their ears moving, quite like dogs, as they heard what their mother just said.
It was a smart move really. Right after saying that, and therefor attracting their attention on the two of you, you heavily hinted that it took lots of skills to properly change diapers, and that you’d be impressed if you saw anyone do it in less than a minute…They took it as a challenge. Of course they did.
As Bruce was finishing to change Thomas’ diaper (rather fast to be honest), Damian approached and said :
-I bet mom is right, and I can be faster than you, father.
Of course, now he said that, Tim had to add :
-And I bet I’d be faster than you.
Jason and Dick couldn’t be out of this little game, and felt like they were obligated to say :
-Yeah right you little munchkins, I bet I will do it faster. Hey, stop repeating what I say ! Stop. Stop. STOP ! JASON/DICK ! HAHA ! Erf…
And so it started.
The long race to who was going to become “The Master of Diapers”.
hahah this is a one shot and it sucks and not formal but heYYY
inspired by @bunny-yams’s high school au with jamilams and everything I want in life
word count: 733 oops its short
pretty sure it doesn’t have any trigger warnings, just some cussing bc i can’t write anything without throwing fuck in there this is mainly just fluff y’all
Alex woke up in bed alone, cuddled up with some blankets. He opened his eyes groggily and rubbed the side of his face. John and Thomas had stayed the night with him, but it wasn’t like them to disappear before he woke up.
“Johnny? Tom?” Alex sat up, not hearing either of them in the bathroom either. He pursed his lips about to get out of bed before a soft knock of the door sounded. John quickly stuck his face through the door, grinning.
“Hey, beautiful.” John beamed, coming towards Alex and attacking his face with kisses. Alex laughed, pushing John away gently.
“What’s going on, John? You’re being awfully sweet.” Alex teased. John put a hand over his chest in fake shock.
“Are you saying I’m not always sweet to you?” John protested, pulling back a smile. “I’m offended.”
“John, you know-”
“IS HE AWAKE YET?” Thomas yelled, interrupting them. John laughed, kissing Alex on the cheek.
“PLEASE SAY YES, THOMAS IS ABOUT TO BLOW UP THE GODDAMN KITCHEN.” George, Alex’s dad, shouted too. Alex giggled, staring at John wildly.
“What do you have planned?” Alex asked. John stood up and didn’t reply. He grabbed Alex gently, picking him up and tossing him over his shoulder. Alex let out a yelp of surprise and pounded on John’s back. His laughter got in the way of anything he wanted to say. Soon, John set Alex down softly in the kitchen and moved to Thomas’s side, letting Alex turn around to see the beautiful mess that was the kitchen.
Propped against one of the counters was a small canvas, decorated with polaroid pictures of Alex with all of his friends and family, but mainly with pictures of him and John and Thomas. Next to the canvas on the counter, was a sloppy cake that was obviously made with lots of love and a fuck-ton of patience. Alex was shocked. No one had ever done much for his birthday, except some cards in the mail, a wad of cash, and a gift from George.
Thomas wrapped an arm around Alex, grinning and pulling him close.
“Happy birthday, baby.” Thomas said to the blushing and beaming Alex next to him.
“Thank you so much, Tommy.” Alex gasped out, holding back his tears of happiness.
“Aw, you made him cry, Thomas!” John put in jokingly. Thomas rolled his eyes.
“The canvas was your idea, idiot.” Thomas retorted, wrapping his arms completely around Alex and hugging him tight. Alex pulled away from him a few seconds later, barreling into John and hugging him forcefully. John laughed and planted a kiss on Alex’s head.
“Happy birthday, love.” John hummed, wiping Alex’s joyful tears off his face. Alex grinned, sniffling and looking at the canvas again. There was one big picture in the middle, and Alex lost track of how long he started at it.
Alex was in the center of the photo, grinning crazily. On either side of him, John and Thomas were planting a kiss on Alex’s cheeks. He saw Christmas lights in the background, and he remembered fondly when it was taken. Christmas Eve, the first Christmas when they were all together. Alex bounced on his heels. He couldn’t wait for another Christmas like that.
“I was thinking you could put it in the space above your desk,” Thomas said. “So when you’re writing essays deep into the night, you can look up and it and remember that we want you to get some fucking sleep.”
John and Alex laughed together, while George tried to hold back his laughter with a muffled snort. Alex turned to George and gave him a hug too.
“Don’t eat cake for breakfast, for the love of god,” George sighed good-heartedly. “The last thing we need is three hormonal teenagers running around the house high on cake.”
“Got it, Dad.” Alex replied, his face flush with happiness. George said his quick goodbye and left the room to get ready for work. Alex moved back to his boyfriends, and they squished them into a tight hug.
“Love you, baby,” Thomas muttered happily.
“I love you,” John said, drawing out the u and making Alex laugh.
“I love you guys too,” Alex blushed. “Thank you so much for an awesome birthday. I forgot about it myself.”
“Well, that’s why you have us.” Thomas smirked, kissing Alex’s head. “Because we’ll never forget something so special.”