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Are there any manly men on ao3?

What the fuck.

Yall.. I just realized I was knee deep in the Sanders Side content when I wrote this.

IT WAS WHEN PATTON STARTED HAVING TROUBLE TELLING RIGHT FROM WRONG AND THOMAS DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK AND JANUS WAS TRYING TO HELP AND ROMAN WAS UPSET. It all makes sense now.

Patton's the compus, Janus's the snake, I think Roman's the map and Logan's the spy glass or the other way around, and the rose part is Virgil.

What the fuck. I ain't showin it but I'm freaken out right now, what kinda self-discovery is this.

Also, I'm an aweful poet.

I woke up randomly last night, wrote this, and went back to sleep.

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Y'know what sucks.

Having your love language be physical contact and everyone's chill about it.

You hug constantly, hold hands with your friends, cuddle with them, wrap an arm around their shoulder.

And then making knew friends, and barely touching them.

You rest your elbow on their shoulder once, they fall asleep during class and the teacher calls on them so you gentley rub their arm to wake them up, you hugged them once. One time.

And then, they say "You've just been really... touchy."

If the words didn't cut you enough, their tone, the way they glaced around nervously, split you.

They think you're a pervert.

You distance yourself from them. And, by force of nature, make a knew friend.

Some time passes, and, you've realized you're now terrified of touching someone without them touching you first.

You don't go in for hugs and squeeze youself into a corner so you don't bump knees with them.

Because, what if they think you're a creep.

It's more frightening than death at this point.

All the while, it hurts. You want to be close to them and hug them and hold hands and cuddle. And y'know what's worse?

They're 'touchy'.

They hug you all the time, they playfully nudge you, they came up to you and rest their head on your shoulder in greating, they've even held both your hands when you told them a not-so-normal story.

And, now, you live three hours away from them.

Hell yeah anyday

idc if it's not a person. if your icon is a sunrise, you're a sunrise now.

poll about swapping with prev's icon here

I'm defidently getting manipulated sometime in the future

how the fuck did “i have a nerf gun under my mattress” turn into “i have a gun in my backpack”???

I got no fuckin clue- me and Aiden were obviously messin around too cuz they then reported that he said something about a gun as well and he's EIGHT YEARS OLD

So appearently the word 'gun' is tabooed

My mom now thinks I'm trying to self-diagnos myself and say I have trauma because she saw my serch history- which is a bunch of rabbit hole searches about mental exoustion and extreme isolation for reasons- and I'm trying to tell her "I'm a writer" without her asking to see my writing cuz all of it's on ao3. Pray for me, atheists

The urge to bother my mutuals

I feel like I realate to Virgil the most, he sounds like how I think about a lot of situations. But I don't have anxiety I'm just an overthinker.