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i love this picture. also i love pretending that talyn can see the sides and they get together with virgil to help do his makeup.
I saw someone with a ‘free hugs’ sign and got inspired.
…I can’t tell if you can read Virgil’s sign entirely properly so here:
“Free Existential Crisis and Hug? (maybe)”
secondary sign: or I yell “[no swears] Off” Depends on mood.
(Patton’s text in italics because I never figured out color-text)
(bonus Snek boi under cut)
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Ok but after Thomas & MJ adopt Thomas is in a fight or somethin that involves tv and says something to the extent of “come on, man! I needed baby diapers not a fight! I got a kid at home!” Or just like some other offhanded parent comment. It isn’t until later when he realizes because people LOSE THEIR SHIT. Just to stop the hounds, he posts a pic of her in a half-mask (Venom is the mask) and a onesie saying “super cutie” while she chews on the cape part. It’s the only official post of spiderbaby
Virgil: I wasn’t that drunk Logan: You flirted with Roman Virgil: So? He’s my boyfriend Logan: You asked him if he was single Virgil: ... Logan: And cried when he said he wasn’t.
Logan: “I recorded the entire exchange if you need proof.”
Virgil: “Welp. Another embarrassing memory goes into the blackmail folder.”
Kiss prompt 9 and analogical 💜
Fictional Kiss Prompts
9. One small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other.
Congratulations
Virgil chewed at his thumb nail as he watched his math teachergrade the make up test. He tried his best to feign nonchalance. After all, hehad a reputation to uphold.
He glanced at the clock overhead. Had it really only been twominutes since he had turned the test in? It definitely felt like it had beenlike… at least fifteen.
Bouncing his leg up and down, he grimaced every time he saw thatred pen touch down on the paper. By the time his math teacher looked up at himand crooked his finger, Virgil had gone through every possible outcome.
Well, every possible negative outcome, in any case.
Breathing in deeply, the teen did his breathing exercise to calmhimself before he stood and made his way to the older man’s desk.
“I want to say before I give you your results, that I am veryproud of you. You did really good, for what it is worth, Virgil. Whateveryou’ve been doing, keep it up.”
He then smiled. Mr. Jones. Smiling.
That was rare if anything was. What on earth could he have possiblydone to cause such a reaction?
The paper was lifted off the desk and offered to him. He wanted tolook away. Just take the paper and leave and throw it away but his curiositygot the better of him and he glanced at the red mark at the top.
His eyes widened at the circled 87.
A… B. He had gotten a B.
His hand shook as he took the test. He was certain that it wouldchange and morph into an F at any moment but it didn’t, even as he pulled itfree from Mr. Jones hand.
“Good job.”
The man nodded at the door.
“Have a good Spring Break. See you week after next,Virgil.”
The anxious teen could only nod slowly as he turned and headed forthe door. He left, eyes still on the B score as he walked down the hall. Itwasn’t until he had cleared the math hall that it fully set in.
He was no longer failing the class.
Close, still, but he was no longer in the danger zone.
A smile slipped over his face, wide. He folded the test over andglanced around, taking note of his surroundings. As soon as he got hisbearings, Virgil rushed through the halls toward the hall where his tutor’slocker was.
Logan Wright. Straight A student. Junior to Virgil’s Sophomore.Vice President of the Student Council.
Everything Virgil was not. Yet, somewhere along the time spentwith the older boy as his tutor, Virgil had come to like him.
Perhaps a lot more than he should. Crushes on one’s tutor,especially one who was way out of one’s league, was never a good thing. Virgilwas constantly pushing such thoughts out of his mind.
Still, this was too good to not celebrate with the one person whomade it possible.
He reached the science hall where Logan’s locker was located.Immediately, his dark eyed gaze fell on the Junior.
“Logan!”
The bespectacled teen blinked up at him, question on his face.
“Virgil?” Virgil watched as the other reached up toadjust his glasses before turning toward him as Virgil made his way over.
“I passed the test!”
The other beamed, his deep blue eyes lighting up as a grin spreadover his lips.
“I knew you would.”
Virgil reached him. “Because of you!”
Logan shook his head.
“Falsehood, Virgil. You did it all on your own. I merely gaveyou the tools needed to get it done. This—” He pointed at the score on thepaper Virgil had presented to him. “This is all your doing and you shouldbe very proud.”
Two things happened in that moment.
Their eyes met over the test in Virgil’s hand, both smiling ateach other. The pride in Logan’s eyes was the icing on the cake and Virgilcouldn’t help but throw his arms around his tutor.
A hug, he had planned to give Logan since he first registered hisscore.
What he hadn’t planned, however, was closing his eyes and pressinghis lips firmly against the older boy’s mouth.
But that was just what he did.
Eyes widening, Virgil pulled back and held his hands up, the paperrising with the one that still held it.
“Oh fuck. L. Dude. I’m so sorry!”
Silence fell between them. Virgil saw Logan bring up a hand topress to his lips, his gaze falling to Virgil’s mouth. Absentmindedly, Virgillicked them, his own gaze falling to Logan’s as he moved his hand away.
They looked into each other’s eyes once more and a second laterthey were on each other, mouths molded together. Virgil’s arms wrapped tightlyaround Logan’s neck as the older teen wrapped his arms around Virgil’s body,pulling him firmly against him.
Somewhere in the far off distance, he heard a cat call and a fewlaughs but Virgil had not only passed his math test but was also kissing theboy he’d fallen for.
Absolutely nothing was going to ruin this for him.
When they finally pulled away, they both blushed, laughingbreathlessly.
Logan cleared his throat but made no attempt to move away.
“Congratulations.”
Virgil laughed. “At the kiss or at my test.”
Logan’s eyes crinkled at the edges as he snorted lightly.
“I’m very tempted to say both, though I know your brand ofsarcasm by now.”
Virgil laughed before shaking his head.
“No. I agree with both. Both is good.”
Virgil grinned as Logan laughed softly before the two leaned in toexplore each other’s mouths once more.
Perhaps Virgil should try to get better grades more often if thiswas how he would be rewarded.
He, for one, was definitely not complaining.
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Let female characters be messy adhd hyper dumbasses make female Jake Peraltas and Shawn Spencers. Let women be goofy idiots.
Fanfiction, fanart and fan content in general is living proof that humans would work by producing content for a living if everyone was just given a living wage.
There’s a lie spoken by a lot of people that no one would do anything if you handed them money but myself and hundreds of thousands of people produce free content constantly, all the time, just because we can.
There’s nothing to be gained other than making myself and others happy with the content I provide. And you know what? Handing me a living wage wouldn’t stop me from producing these things. It would actually make it easier for me to produce them because I wouldn’t have to worry about money.
So call me a socialist and you’re right, but I’m fucking right. Artists, writers, and content creators, our work should be valued.
This is one of the many reasons why I think giving all humans a steady living wage regardless if they work or not should be mandatory. No one wants to sit on their ass and not do anything. And anyone who sits on their ass is generally doing something creative and should be valued for what they provide to society.